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PART III

"The Unforgiven III" cues as we go to a video package showing events leading up to "The Modern Day Monster" Rage versus "The Elite Savior" Carlos Shotgun.

- King of Xtreme 2012-

Rage slams Shotgun on a set of ringsteps with the Straight to Hell powerbomb.

Manic: Shotgun just got sent Straight to Hell!

Chico: He's done Manic. Shotgun is done!

Six...Seven...Eight...Nine...Ten!

Chico: We have a new champion!

Lars: The winner of this match...And NEW World Champion...The Elite Killer...RAGE!!

- Dead End 2012 -

Rage and Mark Adkins go flying into a grave hole. The crowd waits to see what's going to happen as the tractor next to the grave hole gets turned on. The camera pans over as there's a man in the driver's seat wearing riot gear and a helmet.

Manic: Wait a minute, what?

The man in the driver's seat pulls a handle as the huge mound of dirt falls into the grave.

Manic: Oh my god! Oh my god! What did we just see? Who the hell is that?

Lars: Get the hell out of here!

The man takes a seat on the pile of dirt that's in the grave and takes off his helmet. The crowd pauses for a moment before exploding. It's Carlos Shotgun.

Manic: Carlos Shotgun!? Carlos Shotgun!! Oh my god!!

Lars is stunned as he steps back before walking off. Shotgun casually pulls out a cigarette and lights it up while looking out towards the crowd who are on their feet. There are literally no fans sitting down at this time.

- Hell on Earth 2013 -

Shotgun grabs Rage and sets him up as the crowd is not believing what they are seeing. Shotgun calls out to the crowd before lifting Rage high up in the air. Rage crashes down to the canvas hard as the Bullet Bomb connects!

Manic: Bullet Bomb!

Shotgun goes into the cover and hooks the leg as the referee checks Rage's shoulders. The crowd chants along with the pinfall count for the one.....Two.....Three!! The crowd erupts as the referee calls for the bell. Shotgun is the new World Heavyweight Champion.

Manic: It's over!

Worley: The winner of this match and NEW Xtreme Wrestling Federation World..Heavyweight..Champion. "The Elite Savior", Carlos Shotgun!!

- Showdown 45 -

Lars continues laughing as Shotgun stops and stares at him. Lars continues laughing as Shotgun lets go and looks at him puzzled. Suddenly, "Only" by Nine Inch Nails starts to play as Shotgun’s jaw drops and he starts shaking his head “no”. The Canadian fans explode into a frenzy as “MDM – Modern Day Monster” is shown on the screen.

Rage steps out from the curtain and stands on top of the ramp and the arena is on their feet chanting “Rage gonna kill you”. Rage walks directly into the ring as Lars slides out. Shotgun remains in the middle of the ring as Rage steps over the top rope and the 7 foot monster looks down at Shotgun and smiles.

Shotgun shakes his head before looking up and staring at Rage in the eyes.

Shotgun: You know what… I’m going to fuck you up!

Shotgun swings a right and Rage blocks it and wraps his hand around Shotgun’s throat. He lifts him up and slams him down hard with a massive chokes slam.

- Showdown 46 -

Rage: Last year at King of Xtreme, I gave you the beating of your life. I humiliated you. I BROKE you in front of the world, in front of your WIFE, you know, the one who could no longer stand your hypocritical and delusional bullshit and up and left. That one. Shotgun, there was a time when I respected you, but what you have become, what you are now? You are just begging to be put out of your misery. At King of Xtreme, I will do just that. I will get my fix by inflicting as much damage as I possibly can and then, I will look you in the eyes and break you for good. The Modern Day Monster will forever be known as the man who rid the XWF of “The Elite Savior”.

Rage nods confidently when a voice is heard.

Shotgun: Man Rage, you really need to learn how to chill the fuck down.

Shotgun is shown on the big screen live via satellite. His hand is seen wrapped up with bandages.

Shotgun: Did you honestly not get enough when you maimed me in the middle of that ring? I’ll have you know those were 40,000 dollar sunglasses lenses that went through my hand and damn near cut off my nerves. My career could had ended last week Rage, and still you want more?

Rage: Hell yes.

- Showdown 47 -

Rage smiles and looks down at Mastro.

Rage: You cost me the world title, thus I’m going to snap your fuckin neck in half.

Rage drops the microphone and walks up to Mastro. The fans buzz as Mastro opens his arms and tells Rage to go for it. Rage wraps his arm around Mastro’s throat and goes for a chokeslam. Mastro kicks him in the mid-section and slips out. He nails Rage with lefts and rights. Rage fires back with lefts and rights of his own. Shotgun keeps his distance as both men hit each other with everything they got. They wrestle into the corner and Mastro fires a clothesline. Rage ducks and throws him over the top rope to the outside.

Mastro lands on his feet and steps back as Rage motions for him to get back in the ring. Mastro stares at Rage as the fans cheer. Suddenly, in the ring, Shotgun turns Rage around and does a leg split into a dick punch with the bandaged hand. Rage’s eyes nearly pop out of his head as Shotgun calmly gets up and laughs. The fans boo as Shotgun proceeds to remove the bandages from his hand.

Rage is just in shock holding his groin and Shotgun finishes removing the bandage to reveal a gold plated brass knuckles covered in diamonds. Rage’s face is red with anger and pain as he tries to get up. Shotgun steps back and fires a punch right to the forehead and knocks Rage out. Rage is seen bleeding from the head profusely as Shotgun coldly stares at him. He grabs the microphone and looks around before a proud smile forms in his face.

Shotgun: You thought I was kidding?

Shotgun drops down and gets close to Rage who is unconscious and covered in blood.

Shotgun: I promised you and ass whooping Rage. I’m a man of my word…

Shotgun gets up and the fans boo him relentlessly. He looks to the outside where Mastro is standing.

Shotgun: As for you… that’s the second time you’ve helped me take down this 7 foot bitch. I guess I should be greateful…

Shotgun takes off the gold knuckles with encrusted diamonds and throws them at Mastro who catches them on the outside.

Shotgun: Consider that my Christmas present, Mastro. And here you’ve been hating on Santa all this time, tsk tsk.

Shotgun smiles as Mastro stares at the knuckles before he pockets them. Shotgun looks down at Rage and continues.

Shotgun: Last year, at King of Xtreme… you damn near ended my career Rage. This year? I will end yours.

End video.

The camera cuts to a wide angle shot of the capacity crowd on hand before going to Danielle Worley who's in the middle of the ring.

Manic: At King of Xtreme 2012, Rage defeated Shotgun inside of Dead Cell to become the World Heavyweight Champion. Since then, Shotgun has not been the same man.

Chico: Even Shotgun taking the belt back from Rage hasn't changed who he's become. Rage however could care less. Rage is here tonight to kick Shotgun's ass.

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"The Modern Day Monster" Rage vs "The Elite Savior" Carlos Shotgun - Xtreme Rules

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Worley: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it will be contested under Xtreme Rules!

The crowd pops on that announcement. "Only" by Nine Inch Nails cues up over the arena as the crowd rises to their feet. Rage makes his way through as we get another eruption from the crowd. Rage just shakes his head at the response from his entrance and continues his way down.

Worley: Making his way down the aisle at this time from Cleveland, Ohio. Weighing in tonight at three hundred and fifteen pounds. He is "The Modern Day Monster", Raaaaggggeeee!

Rage hops up onto the apron and steps over the top rope with ease before circling around Worley who looks a bit concerned at this time.

Manic: Rage before going on hiatus was just unstoppable Chico. By the looks of it right now he even looks in better shape than ever.

Chico: Oh no doubt Manic. Rage also showed at Xtreme Battle Zone that he's also got amazing endurance for someone over three hundred pounds. Just a freak of nature.

Manic: And one of Shotgun's biggest opponents. When his career is over Rage's name will be alongside such feuds as Chris Benoit, Mark Adkins, and Chris Falkenyork.

Rage continues to circle around the ring as the camera cuts to a shot of the crowd.

Crowd: Shotgun sucks! Shotgun sucks! Shotgun sucks!

Rage shakes his head in approval of the crowd chant as everyone awaits Shotgun's entrance.

Manic: Pretty safe to say that Rage is the crowd favorite here tonight.

Chico: Not that it would matter to him either way Manic.

"The Man Who Sold the World" by David Bowie cues over the arena. The crowd appears a bit confused at this time. Sasha Shotgun makes her way through the curtains to a huge ovation.

Manic: Look who it is!

Chico: Sasha Shotgun? We haven't seen her on Pay Per View since King of Xtreme 2012!

Sasha has a smile on her face as she walks up and turns around. Carlos Shotgun makes his way out to a huge mixed reaction from the crowd.

Manic: There he is!

Chico: The Elite Savior!

Rage doesn't look too impressed as he patiently waits inside the ring. Shotgun is sporting a black leather jacket and shades while toking away on something that does not look like a filtered cigarette. Shotgun spreads his arms apart. Sasha takes off Shotgun's shades first. She then takes off his jacket showing off a "Boobs 2 Faces" t-shirt. Shotgun tosses the joint to the side and blows the smoke away before giving Sasha a kiss. Sasha walks off as the music cuts out.

Worley: And his opponent..

"Do the Evolution" by Pearl Jam cues up as Shotgun starts to power walk down the aisle.

Worley: From San Juan, Puerto Rico..

Shotgun slides into the ring before charging towards Rage. Rage hits a right, Shotgun hits a right. Shotgun and Rage start exchanging rights and lefts. Worley ducks low and quickly exits as Shotgun's theme cuts out. The referee calls for the bell.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Manic: Here we go! It's on!

Shotgun connects with another right, another right, and another. The crowd cheers as Rage returns fire with a right of his own. Another right hand knocks Shotgun down to the canvas.

Manic: Rage just dropped him with a hard right!

Chico: That hurt just watching it Manic!

Rage picks up Shotgun and goes for an irish whip. Shotgun counters and goes for a swing. Rage ducks the swing but takes a kick to the midsection and a swinging neckbreaker. Shotgun goes for a quick cover. One, Rage kicks out.

Manic: Only a one count.

Chico: What is Shotgun thinking?

Manic: Gonna take more than that.

Shotgun picks up Rage and gives a quick glimpse to the crowd that's booing the hell out of him. Rage breaks free of the pickup and drops Shotgun with a quick clothesline.

Manic: Rage with the clothesline!

Rage shakes off the cobwebs from the swinging neckbreaker and hits a standing elbowdrop onto Shotgun. Shotgun rolls to the side as Rage hits a knee to the midsection. Another knee connects as Shotgun tries to get to the ropes.

Manic: Rage with the hard knee strikes.

Chico: Nothing fancy but with Rage it doesn't have to be.

Shotgun pulls himself up with help from the ropes as Rage hits a right hand. Another hard right rocks Shotgun as he stumbles over towards the corner. Shotgun fights back with a kick. Another kick connects. Rage cuts it off with a right hand. Shotgun hits a right in return as Rage staggers back to the center of the ring.

Manic: Shotgun and Rage exchanging strikes here.

Chico: Who's gonna gain control here?

Shotgun runs off the ropes and hits a hard clothesline that does not knock Rage down. Shotgun looks a bit stunned as he turns around and goes for another clothesline. Rage drops Shotgun with a big boot to another huge pop from the crowd. Shotgun rolls to his side but Rage shoves him flat to the canvas and goes for a cover. One, two, Shotgun kicks out. Rage smiles as he appears happy that Shotgun isn't done yet.

Manic: Two count only!

Chico: Rage appears happy about that too.

Rage waits for Shotgun to get back to his feet.

Crowd: Rage is gonna kill you! Rage is gonna kill you!

Shotgun staggers up as Rage shoves Shotgun chest first into the corner. Shotgun cringes in pain as Rage hits a hard shoulder into Shotgun's lower back. Shotgun tries to walk off the pain as Rage takes a step towards him.

Chico: Could be softening up the back for a Straight to Hell powerbomb.

Manic: Shotgun in some serious pain from that shot to the back.

Shotgun turns around and hits a hard chop that echoes through the arena. Another hard chop connects. Another hard chop connects but does nothing to Rage. Rage just shakes his head and hits a chop that sends Shotgun into the corner again.

Manic: Shotgun with the chops but Rage isn't having it!

Rage grabs Shotgun's shirt and rips it off of him to a pop before tossing it into the crowd. Shotgun tries to fight back but takes a hard chop from Rage. Another hard chop, another hard chop.

Manic: Rage is taking over with those hard chops!

Chico: Good god.

Shotgun staggers out of the corner looking like he's about ready to Flair Flop. Rage runs off the ropes as Shotgun wakes up and hits a Lou Thesz Press out of nowhere. The crowd is pouring on the heat as Shotgun is dropping right hands on Rage. Right, right, right, right, right. Shotgun gets back to his feet and picks Rage up before tossing him through the middle ropes to the outside.

Manic: Shotgun in control here!

Chico: Shotgun looked like he was about to collapse from Rage's attack and just like that he's back on the offense!

Shotgun shoves the referee out of the way and runs the ropes. Rage gets back to his feet just in time for Shotgun to take him out with a dive through the second rope.

Manic: Suicide dive connects!

Shotgun is sitting up looking over at Rage who is flat on his back. Shotgun just shrugs his shoulders towards fans in the front row who are flipping him off before getting back to his feet. Rage is slowly getting up as Shotgun turns him around and hits a hard right. Another hard right. Shotgun takes a couple steps back and goes for a charge. Rage ducks low and backdrops Shotgun over the railing and into the crowd.

Manic: Shotgun went for a charge and paid for it!

Chico: With these nutjob Canadians he's not in the best place to be right now.

Manic: You can say that again Chico!

Rage is taking the time to recover as Shotgun is still down from hitting hard on the concrete floor.

Manic: Rage taking the extra time to recover himself.

Shotgun is slowing getting back up as Rage goes to step over the railing. Shotgun cuts him off by diving towards him with a Superman Punch that crotches Rage on the railing. Shotgun steps back and clotheslines him onto the rampway.

Manic: Shotgun follows the Superman Punch with a clothesline!

Chico: Out of nowhere!

Shotgun steps over the railing and starts looking around before focusing towards the announcers table.

Manic: Shotgun trying to figure out what to do next here.

Shotgun starts to walk over towards the announcers table as he's waving for the timekeeper to get out of the way. The timekeeper moves as Shotgun grabs a steel chair and folds it up before making his way towards Rage.

Manic: Shotgun is done playing around here Chico.

Chico: Appears that way.

Rage is already back up as Shotgun stops for a moment. The crowd starts to stir as Rage slowly makes a walk towards Shotgun who still has the steel chair in hand. Shotgun turns to his side ready to swing as Rage taunts him to go for it.

Rage: Bring it on!

Shotgun fakes a chair swing as Rage ducks low. Shotgun drops the chair and grabs Rage in a front facelock going for a DDT. Rage blocks the DDT attempt by lifting Shotgun up in the air and launching him stomach first into the edge of the announcer's table.

Manic: Shotgun tried for a fake and paid for it!

Shotgun is down holding his ribs in pain as Rage tosses the steel chair into the ring. The referee is checking on Shotgun who is still down before Rage backs him out of the way. Rage picks up Shotgun and tosses him into the ring as the crowd continues to stir. Rage casually walks up the ringsteps and steps through the ropes.

Manic: Shotgun in some serious trouble here.

Chico: Yeah this might be the turning point of the match Manic.

Rage bends down and grabs the chair as Shotgun continues to struggle attempting to get back to his feet. Shotgun is slowly getting back up but has his back turned from Rage. Rage takes the chair and smashes it into Shotgun's back to a pop from the crowd.

Manic: Rage just killed him with that chairshot!

Chico: You see the bend in that chair? Good god.

Shotgun falls like a pile of bricks as Rage tosses the chair to the apron. Rage goes down into a cover and hooks Shotgun's leg. The referee checks the pinfall. One, two, Shotgun kicks out before the three count!

Manic: Only a two!

Rage gets back to his knees with a slight smirk on his face.

Rage: Really?

Rage gets back up and takes a couple steps back as Shotgun is still down on the canvas.

Manic: Rage cannot believe it Chico.

Rage gets impatient with Shotgun and grabs him by the hair before whipping him into the corner turnbuckle. Rage walks over to the other side and takes a quick breather before turning around at a vulnerable Shotgun who's still dazed and out of it. Rage arches his back into the corner and goes for a charge.

Manic: Rage looking for a charge here.

Shotgun does a Van Damme Split and punches Rage in the groin to a pop from the crowd. Rage drops to one knee as the expression on his face tells the whole story.

Manic: Shotgun with a Dick Punch!

Chico: Oh, my god.

Shotgun gets back up and grabs Rage by the neck before dropping him into the second turnbuckle head first with a Russian Legsweep.

Manic: The Bong Hit! How's he doing this?

Rage collapses onto one knee again as Shotgun cannot believe that he's not on the canvas. Shotgun pulls Rage out of the corner and grabs a waistlock. German Suplex connects! There's a small portion of the crowd that's starting to get behind Shotgun as Rage is still trying to get back up.

Crowd: Lets Go Shotgun! Shotgun Sucks! Lets Go Shotgun! Shotgun Sucks!

Shotgun maintains the waistlock as Rage is back up. Rage swings back and hits an elbow to Shotgun's head. Shotgun does not break the hold. Rage goes for another elbow. Shotgun ducks the elbow and locks Rage before positioning himself towards the chair. Shotgun muscles Rage over and dumps him onto the chair with a T-Bone Suplex to another huge mixed reaction.

Manic: Rage is down!

Chico: You hear this crowd Manic? Shotgun's actually gaining support from these people!

Rage is down on the canvas but Shotgun is slow to capitalize as he expended a ton of energy in that last transition. Shotgun grabs the chair and tosses it out of the way. Shotgun goes into the cover as the referee checks Rage's shoulders to the canvas. The crowd chants along for the one...Two...Rage gets the shoulder up before the three! Shotgun covers again and hooks the leg with authority. One, two, Rage kicks out!

Manic: Only a two!

Chico: Shotgun just expended ALL of his energy with that last surge. It wasn't enough Manic.

Shotgun stands back up and takes a look at Rage who is still down sucking wind. The crowd is still stirring with both guys getting support from different sides of the arena. Shotgun walks over and grabs the steel chair off the ground.

Manic: What is he going to do next?

Chico: Whatever it is it doesn't look good for the Modern Day Monster!

Shotgun unfolds the chair and places it in the center of the ring before sitting down on it. Shotgun continues to keep an eye on Rage who is slowly making his way back up. Rage gets back to his feet as Shotgun stands up from the chair and waits for him to turn around. Rage turns around as Shotgun kicks him in the midsection and goes for a DDT on the chair.

Manic: He's gonna plant him!

Rage blocks the attempt and backdrops Shotgun onto the canvas. Shotgun is clutching at his back as he gets back to his feet. Shotgun turns around as Rage grabs him by the throat. Rage hoists Shotgun high up in the air and chokeslams Shotgun on the unfolded chair! The impact from the chokeslam flattened the chair as the crowd is going crazy.

Manic: Oh my god!

Chico: He's done.

Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Rage cannot capitalize immediately from exhaustion as he's down on the canvas. Shotgun is completely out on top of the chair as the referee looks on. Rage looks over towards Shotgun and makes a slow crawl towards him. Rage pulls himself on top of Shotgun for a cover as the referee slides onto the canvas to make a count. One...Two...Shotgun gets the shoulder up to a pop from the crowd!

Manic: Only a two! Only, a, two!

Chico: How in the hell is he still alive after that?

Rage is looking down at the canvas while shaking his head. The referee stands up and signals a two count.

Crowd: Lets go Shotgun! Lets go Rage! Lets go Shotgun! Lets go Rage!

Rage sits back up and gets to his feet continuing to shake his head in disbelief. Shotgun is still out as Rage grabs the chair from under him and drops it in the center of the ring. Rage is signaling to the crowd for a Straight to Hell powerbomb.

Manic: Rage wants to end this right now!

Rage grabs Shotgun by the hair and pulls him up off the canvas. Kick to the midsection connects as Rage grabs Shotgun by the head and sets him in position for the powerbomb. Shotgun drops down to one knee to block. Rage goes for it again. Shotgun drops down to both knees.

Manic: Shotgun knows what's coming here.

Chico: Yeah his worst nightmare.

Rage lunges forward and hits Shotgun in the head with a knee strike. Another knee strike connects. Shotgun looks about out of it as Rage goes for another one. Shotgun blocks the knee and grabs hold of it as Rage is hopping on one leg.

Manic: Shotgun countered!

Shotgun gets back to a vertical position as Rage is taking swings towards him while hopping. Shotgun snaps him down to the canvas with a Dragon Screw legwhip. Shotgun starts to taunt Rage before grabbing the other leg. Rage tries to fight to the ropes as Shotgun goes for a Bullet Shock Sharpshooter.

Manic: He's going for the Bullet Shock!

Chico: He's not gonna be able to lock it on Manic.

Rage shoves Shotgun away from him as Shotgun stumbles back and smacks the corner turnbuckle with his back. Rage gets back to his feet and picks up the chair. Rage throws the chair as it smacks Shotgun in the head to a pop from the crowd.

Manic: Shotgun's head just got clocked!

Chico: Got any headache medicine? He's gonna need it!

Rage looks down and grabs the chair before dropping it down around the middle of the ring. Shotgun is still dazed and confused in the corner as Rage charges in with a shoulder block to the midsection.

Manic: Rage back in control here but both men are spent at this point.

Chico: Rage doesn't look as tired as Shotgun does Manic.

Rage grabs Shotgun by the face.

Rage: You are NOTHING!

Rage slaps Shotgun before sitting him onto the top turnbuckle.

Manic: What's he gonna do next?

Chico: Whatever it is doesn't look good for Shotgun!

Rage is looking behind him before making a climb onto the second turnbuckle. The crowd starts to stir as Rage is looking to superplex Shotgun onto the chair. Rage grabs a hold of Shotgun in the suplex position. Shotgun blocks with a right to the midsection. Another right, another right, a left to the midsection. Shotgun headbutts Rage who almost falls backwards. Shotgun slips off the turnbuckle and grabs a hold of Rage in a powerbomb position.

Manic: Shotgun has him caught! Shotgun has Rage caught!

Rage tries to hold on to the top rope but Shotgun pulls him away. Shotgun walks out of the corner and drops Rage with a Bullet Bomb onto the chair!

Manic: Bullet Bomb on the chair!

Chico: Shotgun is going to do it!

The crowd is losing it at this point in time as both men are down on the canvas. Shotgun slowly goes over and makes a cover while hooking the leg. The referee checks Rage's shoulders to the mat and goes for the count. The crowd counts along.

One..

Two..

Rage kicks out!

Manic: Only a two! Only a two!

Chico: Wow! How in the hell did Rage kick out of that?

Shotgun sits back up off the canvas with a cold look on his face. The crowd is out of breath at this point as Shotgun turns his attention towards the outside.

Manic: He's at a loss Chico. Looks like Shotgun isn't quite sure of what to do here.

Shotgun slides out of the ring and walks over to one of the ringsteps. Shotgun just stares at the steps for a moment before kicking it loose from the ringpost.

Manic: Last King of Xtreme Shotgun took the loss after a powerbomb onto the ringsteps. Could this be payback here?

Chico: Or a really bad idea?

Shotgun grabs the steps and lifts them up before sliding it into the ring. Rage is still down as Shotgun rolls into the ring and gets back up. Rage is starting to recover as Shotgun waits for him to get back to his feet.

Manic: Don't turn around Rage!

Shotgun picks up the steps as Rage is almost back to his feet. The crowd is stirring as Rage gets back up with his back turned and dazed. Shotgun is about ready to charge as Rage turns around. Shotgun charges with the steps and Rage boots the ringsteps into Shotgun's head!

Manic: Shotgun just got clocked!

Chico: Big mistake Manic what did I say?

The expression on Rage's face changes as he sees Shotgun down on the canvas with the ringsteps laying in the middle of the ring. The crowd is still split in the middle as Shotgun tries to get back to his feet. Rage loses patience and grabs Shotgun by the head and stands him up.

Manic: Rage looks to be clocking out for the day Chico!

Rage kicks Shotgun in the midsection and grabs him by the head to set him up for a Straight to Hell. Rage grabs Shotgun by the waist and hoists him high up in the air. Rage drops Shotgun with a Straight to Hell powerbomb onto the ringsteps to a huge pop from the crowd.

Manic: Straight to Hell! Straight to Hell!

Chico: That's it.

Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Shotgun folds over onto the canvas as Rage slides the steps out of the way and drops down into a cover. The referee checks the shoulders to the mat and goes for a count. The crowd chants along.

One..

Two..

Three!!

Manic: It's over!

The referee calls for the bell as Rage picks up the victory.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Manic: Shotgun was looking for some poetic justice at the end but instead had a major case of deja vu. Good god.

Danielle Worley is standing by as "Only" by Nine Inch Nails plays over the arena. The crowd is still standing and cheering as the referee goes to raise Rage's hand in the air. Rage almost hits the ref who runs out of the ring instead.

Worley: The winner of this match, "The Modern Day Monster"...Raaaggggeeeee!

Winner: "The Modern Day Monster" Rage

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Rage looks down at Shotgun who is still out from the powerbomb.

Manic: Rage wasn't in it for the accolades or the love that he's getting from the crowd. This guy could care less about all that. He had one thing in mind Chico and that was kicking Shotgun's ass.

Chico: And that he did.

Rage steps over the top rope and hops down to the floor as fans in the front row try to reach out and touch Rage on the shoulders. Rage keeps his distance and pays no attention as he looks inside the ring at the carnage before turning around to make his way backstage.

Manic: Where does Shotgun go from here Chico?

Chico: Who knows.

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"Born to Rise" by Redlight King plays in the background as the camera cuts over to Manic and Chico.

Manic: Last year the King of Xtreme took on a different format that saw sixteen men battle through three Showdowns to get to the main event finals. It ended up being one of the top months in the company's history.

Chico: Oh it was huge! This year saw similar results with unexpected twists. Who would have thought that Robert Mastro could be on the verge of possibly main eventing three Pay Per Views in a row?

Manic: Yeah on top of that then we have the Xtreme Icon Mark Adkins who is back for the second year in a row.

Chico: Lets go to the ring.

The camera cuts over to the ring. Danielle Worley and Senior Official Jack Evans are standing by.

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Main Event: "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro vs "The Xtreme Icon" Mark Adkins - King of Xtreme 2013 Finals

"Nobody Hears" by Suicidal Tendencies cues over the arena as the crowd rises to their feet.

"The Xtreme Icon" Mark Adkins makes his way out to another roar from the crowd.

Manic: This is it Chico!

Chico: We started off with sixteen men and now it's down to Robert Mastro and this man. Someone who made it to the finals last year and was favored but fell short to Chris Falkenyork.

Adkins is sporting a shirt that reads "Your Mom" on the front and "TV-MA" on the back. Adkins gets down to a knee and takes a breath before standing back up with both arms spread out. Pyro goes off on both sides as the crowd pops once again. Adkins continues his way down the aisle.

Manic: You just have to know that Adkins who many feel is in the later part of his career is not going to settle for runner up again this year.

Chico: No doubt Manic.

Adkins enters the ring while smiling towards Worley. Worley just shakes her head as Adkins circles around inside the ring waiting for his opponent.

Crowd: Mastro! Adkins! Mastro! Adkins!

"Loner" by Black Sabbath hits the arena as the camera cuts over to the entrance.

"The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro makes his way out to a bizzaro pop from the crowd. Mastro looks around with a somewhat confused look on his face from the response before shaking his head. Mastro turns his attention over towards the ring as he makes his way down.

Manic: Mastro at When Worlds Collide was extremely close to winning the World Heavyweight Title Chico. He had the match won before it went lights out.

Chico: And who knows what happened after that. Here's the thing though. Mastro even last year showed everyone what he was about when he had a match of the year candidate against his former tag team partner The Hellion. But yes he's come a long way.

Manic: Adkins hasn't done himself any favors mentioning his family.

Chico: Lets just leave that one alone.

Mastro enters the ring as his theme cuts out.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Worley: The following is our MAIN EVENT of the evening, scheduled for one fall, will be contested under Xtreme Rules!

The crowd pops on that announcement.

Worley: The referee assigned for this contest will be senior official Jack Evans.

The crowd boos.

Worley: The winner of this contest will receive a World Heavyweight Title match at Jaded and will be declared the two thousand and thirteen King..of..Xtreme!!

Adkins and Mastro continue to wait on opposite sides.

Worley: To my right from Bayonne, New Jersey. Weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds. He is the "Real Mercy Killer", Robert...Mastro!

The crowd gives off a huge ovation as Adkins his laughs the entire time.

Worley: And to my left from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty seven pounds. He is the "Xtreme Icon", Mark...Adkins!

The crowd gives off a loud mixed reaction as the referee looks to one side before looking to the other. Worley exits the ring as the referee calls for the bell.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Manic: Here we go Chico.

Mastro and Adkins take a walk to the center of the ring as the two exchange verbal jabs at each other.

Mastro: You think everything you said over the last couple weeks is funny?

Adkins: I think it's hilarious!

Adkins shoves Mastro back.

Adkins: What are you going to do about it?

Mastro turns his head to the side with a smile on his face before charging in with a double leg takedown. Mastro gets on top of Adkins and hits right hands. Right, right, right. Mastro rolls to the side. Both guys get to their feet as Adkins gets a thumb to the eye.

Manic: Adkins cuts Mastro off!

Chico: Simple thumb to the eye will do that.

Adkins hits a hard forearm to the face and takes Mastro to the ropes. Adkins whips Mastro and goes for a hiptoss. Mastro blocks the hiptoss. Adkins tries again to no effect. Adkins jabs Mastro in the midsection and puts his leg over Mastro's head. Adkins gets a standing flip and goes for a drop toehold. Mastro steps to the side and stomps Adkins in the head.

Manic: Adkins tried for a takedown and Mastro simply stomps him.

Chico: Nothing fancy there but effective!

Adkins tries for a single leg and Mastro just forearms him in the back. Another forearm connects. Mastro picks up Adkins and hits a headbutt that sends him to the corner. Mastro charges in and nails a clothesline.

Manic: Clothesline connects!

Adkins falls to the side as Mastro goes for a cover. One count only as Adkins gets the shoulder up. Mastro picks up Adkins and hits a right hand. Right, right, Mastro goes for a swing. Adkins ducks the swing and tries for a backdrop suplex. Mastro stomps Adkins on the foot to counter the attempt. Adkins is hopping on one foot so Mastro stomps him on that foot also.

Manic: Adkins having problems here with Mastro.

Chico: You think?

Mastro shoves Adkins to the canvas and hits a quick standing elbowdrop into another cover. One, two, Adkins gets the shoulder up again.

Manic: Two count only.

Mastro grabs Adkins by the arm and picks him up. Adkins tries to get away as Mastro snaps Adkins's arm on the top of his shoulder. Adkins clutches at his arm before hitting Mastro with a right. Mastro returns the favor with a right of his own. Adkins with a right. Mastro with a right. Adkins slaps Mastro in the face as the crowd pops. Mastro loses his cool and tackles Adkins as they both stumble through the middle rope to the outside.

Manic: Mastro had enough!

Chico: This can get ugly here.

Mastro picks up Adkins and sends him into the railing back first as the referee slides out of the ring to check on both men.

Manic: Adkins hits the railing hard!

Chico: Railing versus the back. Railing wins everytime.

Mastro starts to look under the ring as Adkins is still stunned on the railing. Mastro finds a ladder and pulls it out to a pop from the crowd.

Manic: Time to set up shop!

Adkins starts to regain his senses as Mastro tosses the ladder into the ring. Mastro goes over to attack Adkins but takes a kick to the midsection. Adkins hits another kick. Another kick connects. Mastro staggers back as Adkins grabs him and tosses him into the ring. Adkins follows in and goes right back to the attack while Mastro is down. Right, right, right, right, another right.

Manic: Adkins taking control here. Mastro needs to do something.

Chico: He needs to cover up first Manic. That would be a good start!

Adkins gets back to his feet and plays up to the crowd for a moment before stomping Mastro in the head. Mastro tries to get back to his feet but takes another stomp. Adkins walks over towards the ladder with a big smile on his face.

Manic: That smile looks like evil intentions brewing.

Adkins picks up the ladder and waits for Mastro to get back up. Mastro is back to his feet. Adkins charges in and hits Mastro in the head with the ladder!

Manic: Mastro's head just got clocked!

Chico: That was sick!

Adkins puts the ladder down and goes for a cover. One, two, Mastro kicks out. Adkins looks at the referee with a slightly agitated expression on his face. The ref signals the two count again as Adkins slides out of the ring and starts to look around.

Manic: Adkins looking around for something to beat Mastro with.

Adkins gets down and looks under the ring. The crowd pops as they see a table being pulled out from under the ring.

Manic: Listen to the crowd!

Chico: Adkins has wood!

Adkins grabs the table and sets it up on the outside as Mastro is starting to recover from the ladder shot. Adkins notices this and walks up onto the apron. Mastro stumbles over towards Adkins who goes for a right hand. Mastro blocks the right hand and hits a hard right of his own. Another hard right connects. Adkins is dazed as he almost falls backwards through the table.

Manic: Adkins would have eaten the table there if he fell!

Chico: If? He might still end up doing it.

Mastro goes for a shoulder block but Adkins knees him in the head off the attempt. Mastro is stunned as Adkins grabs him for a vertical suplex.

Manic: Mastro in trouble here!

Adkins lifts Mastro off his feet as the crowd is anticipating a suplex through the table. Mastro blocks and lands back on his feet. Adkins tries again but can't get him over.

Manic: Adkins trying but can't execute here.

Chico: He needs to try something else.

Mastro breaks free and grabs Adkins by the head before snapping it down on the top rope. Adkins is stunned as Mastro goes to run the ropes. Mastro goes for a charge but Adkins hits slingshots into the ring and drops him with a shoulderblock to a pop from the crowd. Adkins goes for a cover and hooks the leg. One, two, Mastro kicks out.