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Xtreme Wrestling Federation is at the Boardwalk Hall in Atlantic City, New Jersey as "Showdown: Episode Forty" is on the air!.

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“Do the Evolution” by Pearl Jam plays. The announcers welcome everyone as the new number 1 contender for the XWF heavyweight championship, Carlos Shotgun, makes his way out. He enters the ring wearing a fancy black suit and Ray Ban sunglasses and grabs a microphone. He confidently extends his arms in the savior pose before cockily looking into the camera and flashing a smile.

Shotgun: No need to thank me people, please settle down. I know all of you are grateful for me kicking the living crap out of the Benoit clones. You are all welcome. Thank you, thank you all.

The fans boo as Shotgun extends his arms heroically.

Shotgun: This is what I do. I save all of you from mediocrity and ignorance. I knew Benoit and Kanook wouldn’t have the best intentions for all of you. How can they? Their brain is literally shit. I on the other hand, everything I do, I do it for my loyal fans. So it’s ok, you can let it out. This is the part of the show where you can all openly MARKOUT!!! Get on your feet and give me the standing ovation I rightfully deserve!

The fans boo as Shotgun looks around disappointed.

Shotgun: Now, god damn it!
 
Shotgun extends his arms in a savior pose as the fans start chanting “You tapped out! You tapped out!” Shotgun looks around seriously and shakes his head in denial.

Shotgun: I didn’t tap out! I saw a bug on the mat and I wanted to kill it! That is anti-hygienic and I refuse to wrestle in subpar conditions! I already explained this shit to you!

The fans boo as Shotgun smiles confidently and adjusts his shades.

Shotgun: I have shown the world time and time again that I am the evolution of this business. I am he who defines greatness. I am better than Benoit, I am better than The Crazy Kanook and I am damn sure better than the so called “champion”… Rage!

The fans start chanting “Rage gonna kill you” as Shotgun looks around somewhat taken back.

Shotgun: Rage isn’t going to kill shit. Rage is my bitch! Always have been, always will be! I am not afraid of Rage. As a matter of fact, if Rage was standing right here in front of me I would look at him right in the eye and say “big man, you are nothing but a 7 feet tall sack of shi-“

“Only” by Nine Inch Nails begins to play and the fans get on their feet as the world champion Rage walks out with the world championship around his shoulder. He wastes no time darting to the ring as the fans chant “Rage gonna kill you”. Shotgun nervously looks at Rage and looks around as he loosens up his tie and stands back as Rage enters the ring.

Shotgun: Now wait a second there pal, wait a second…

Rage looks at Shotgun and scoffs.

Shotgun: I got a little carried away there man. No need to get all aggravated. Just, relax man. How are you? How’s everything?

Rage looks at Shotgun in disbelief and shakes his head to the side. He grabs a microphone and replies.

Rage: I’m about to kill a bitch. How about you?

Shotgun steps back nervously and laughs as the fans cheer.

Shotgun: Now hold on a second there champ. No need to get physical. I don’t want to have to…

Rage: Do what exactly?

Rage drops the microphone and stands up to Shotgun. Shotgun shakes his head and looks to the side when “Stone” by Alice in Chains plays. Chris Falkenyork walks out the ramp wearing a “Shotgun + Falkenyork = BFF” shirt and a microphone in hand.

Falkenyork: Hold it right there. You mess with Shotgun and you mess with me buddy…  

The fans boo as Falkenyork walks down the ramp. Shotgun immediately gets confident and puffs his chest out at Rage.

Falkenyork: My best friend was just about to say the he doesn’t want to give you the biggest beating of your life. As a matter of fact, the only reason you are still standing is because Carlos doesn’t feel like getting his suit dirty by beating the likes of you.

Shotgun nods confidently as Falkenyork enters the ring.

Falkenyork: So if I were you I would get out of here before Shotgun slaps your face, punches you in the stomach and kicks you right in the ass.

Falkenyork stands besides Shotgun as Rage backs down for a second.

Rage: Is that so? Are you going to throw me a beating, slap me in the face and punch me in the stomach?

Shotgun: …and kick you right in the ass. But like York said, I don’t plan on getting my suit dirty. The fact of the matter is I could humiliate you right now… just like York over here could make you tap out like a bitch!

Falkenyork: Yeah, I can totally make you… what?

Shotgun: Yeah, don’t let his cool demeanor fool you. York here is a submission machine. Tell him buddy.

Rage looks at Falkenyork dead in the eyes menacingly.

Falkenyork: Uh…

Shotgun nudges Falkenyork and pats him in the back confidently.

Shotgun: Tell this bitch!

Falkenyork: Heck yeah! I could make you tap a hole through the mat right now if I wanted!

Shotgun: You either tap or shit your pants Rage.

Rage starts laughing out loud which makes Falkenyork and Shotgun to look at him weirdly. Suddenly Rage grows serious and stares at the elite.

Rage: Prove it.

Rage drops the microphone and puts his fists up as Shotgun and Falkenyork play it cool.

Shotgun: Rage, now come on. Settle down. We don’t feel like breaking you apart here tonight. At Hell on Earth I want you to be in peak condition. I want you to be at your best. You see Rage, I am an honorable athlete and I want nothing but clean, pure competition. So, what do you say? Can we put all this foolishness aside and call it a truce? In the name of sportsmanship?

The fans boo as Shotgun extends his arm for a handshake. Falkenyork applauds the sign of showmanship and points for Rage to shake his hand.

Shotgun: Come on Rage, you know you want to.

Rage puts his fits down and look at Shotgun somewhat puzzled. He looks at the fans who boo as he extends his arm and shakes Shotgun’s hand. Shotgun smiles confidently and nods when suddenly Rage puts his hand around Shotgun’s throat and the fans explode. Immediately Falkenyork tackles Shotgun causing his Ray Ban shades to fall off. Falkenyork pulls him to the outside as the fans boo disappointed.

Shotgun holds his throat and coughs as Falkenyork checks on him. Rage challenges them to come back in the ring and grabs a microphone.

Rage: Let me make something straight. There is a reason why they call me the elite killer. There is a reason why these people are chanting “Rage is going to kill you.” I have destroyed everyone who has stood in front of me, including you. I’m sick and tired of hearing you talk. Now get back here so I can break your half in back, again!

Shotgun is still holding his throat as he grows livid. He gets a microphone and looks at Rage.

Shotgun: First of all, dick move man. Second of all, you better give me back my sunglasses or I swear to god I will-

Rage steps on the shades and laughs as the fans pop.

Shotgun: AH! Asshole! Those are 20,000 dollar sunglasses! Fuck! That’s it! You want a war Rage? You got it! I tried to be civilized. I tried to be a gentleman. It was foolish to try and reason with a damned monster. You are going to get yours Rage. Hell, I don’t think I’m even going to wait till Hell on Earth.

Falkenyork is seen taunting Rage next to Shotgun.

Shotgun: No, you deserve to pay. You deserve to suffer. You deserve to get your ass whooped!

Falkenyork is seeing nodding along “Yeah, that’s right!”

Shotgun: First of all, now that you’re here in front of me I want to say something to you. Big man, you are nothing but a seven feet tall sack of shit!

Falkenyork laughs as Shotgun confidently nods and looks at the fans.

Shotgun: And next week you are going to be broken, you are going to be humiliated it, you are going to be god damned annihilated because next week it’s going to be… Rage…. Versus…

Shotgun pauses a second as Falkenyork pats him in the back confidently.

Shotgun: Falkenyork!

Falkenyork: Yeah! Wait, what?

Shotgun looks at Falkenyork confidently and wraps his arm around him.

Shotgun: This guy right here doesn’t fuck around bro. This guy right here is going to fuck you up. I just hope he takes it easy enough on you so there’s something left for me at Hell on Earth. See you soon Rage…

Shotgun drops the microphone as “Do the Evolution” begins to play. Rage points at Falkenyork and signals for the end while fans chant “Rage gonna kill you”. Shotgun just shrugs it off and reassures Falkenyork and the scene cuts backstage.

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Lars Douglas is standing by with Zero. Lars looks a little agitated at this time. Some would say it's nothing new but that's another story.

Lars: I apologize Zero. I should have had you scheduled for your debut this week instead of KEG. I don't apologize that very often so don't get used to it!

Zero: No problem.

Lars: I don't know what the hell is going on with KEG but he's not here right now and it doesn't look like he will be here. I'll tell you what though. You do me the favor of next Showdown when you make your debut. Do not disappoint me like KEG did okay?

Zero: You got it.

Zero walks out of the office.

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Opening Match: Ki Morbid vs Rachael Manning

Match starts off with Manning talking junk to Ki Morbid. The fans start to get behind Ki as she starts clapping and they clap in unison. Manning rushes in and boots Ki in the stomach. She goes to kick her again and Ki Morbid catches her foot and waves her finger 'no'. She then clotheslines Manning to the ground and raises her arms to a pop from the crowd!

Ki irish whips Manning to the corner and goes for a Belly Splash, but Manning gets an elbow up in her face. Manning then pulls her in for a Top Rope Tornado DDT!! Manning hooks the leg and gets the one, two, kick out! The commentators mention that Rachael Manning seems to have more of a mean streak.

Manning lifts Ki up and delivers a chop! She hits her with another chop! Rachael backs her against the ropes and attempts to whip her across the ring. Ki bounces back and Rachael ducks a clothesline attempt. They both bounce off the ropes again and this time Rachael flies in with a forearm to her face! Manning takes her down and goes for the cover. One, two, shoulder up! Manning yells at the ref and then digs an elbow in to Ki Morbid's throat. The ref counts her off.

Manning gets up and starts talking at her own hand. She seems to have lost it. Rachael picks Ki Morbid up by the hair and the ref counts her off again. Rachael shoves the ref back and slaps Ki Morbid as hard she can. Rachael Manning brings her in for a DDT and connects! Fans giving Rachael heat as she gets to her feet and looks down at Ki. Rachael Manning then picks her off the ground and drills her with the Scarlet Rose Petal (Downward Spiral)! Manning lays her back over Ki's chest and gets the one, two, three!

Winner by Pinfall: Rachael Manning

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After the match, Manning continues stomping Ki in the corner. The ref tries to pry her away and she shoves referee, Amari Scottsdale to the canvas. She begins choking Ki Morbid out with her boot and then pushes her out the ring with her feet. Ki rolls off the apron to the outside and fans give Manning heat. She smiles wickedly at the camera as the scene fades to this PPV promo.

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August 2013 - Consol Energy Center in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Xtreme Wrestling Federation presents "Hell on Earth" LIVE on PAY PER VIEW.

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KEG vs Kazadine

Kazadine is waiting inside the squared circle but KEG is nowhere to be seen. The announcers speculate that he's probably at a bar somewhere.

Winner by No Contest: Kazadine

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Before Kazadine can leave the ring, Mike Dimter and his tag team partner Blade jump him from behind! Blade hits Kazadine with a DDT. Dimter grabs a hold of Kazadine and chucks him through the ropes before grabbing the microphone.

Dimter: Lars! Are you going to ever give us a match? Yes? No? Guess we'll have to do things our way.

Dimter drops the microphone as the camera cuts out.

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"Syndicate Hour, Remote Location"

The camera is zoomed in on The Original and Mark Adkins is barely visible over his shoulder, with a psychotic look on his face.

Original: "Welcome America. Welcome to the Show!"

Adkins starts to cackle, as the camera zooms out a little more.

Original: "Welcome to the real show. Welcome to the 'Syndicate Hour'. Every hour, ON the hour!"

Adkins starts to walk out of view and the camera pans back to show them standing near the side of a ring entrance, by part of the titan tron. It seems quiet and Adkins plays in the dirt behind him. Original adjusts his tie.

Original: "We would never be in that shithole known as Atlantic City. No instead, WE_ are_ here. We're right here, in the New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana. The site of Dead End, the last pay per view of 2012. "

Mark Adkins is shown in the background, bending over, picking up dirt that is piled on the ground and letting it seep thru his fingers.

Original: "Now we all know what happened that day. Sasha spilled the beans to Carlos, he must've tipped off Rage and Rage was ready for me, when I came out there, he knew I was coming...... it wasn't fair. Dead End was the night, The Syndicate was suppose to be born, we would plant our seed.... by planting Rage six feet deep. But it never happened. Because of Shotgun,... and now, the World Title has elluded us."

Adkins grabs a handful of dirt and lets it pour out of his hand.

Original: "So what's next for the Syndicate? For the greatest Tag Team Champions ever? That's a good question..... it seems there isn't anyone fit to face us. Maybe if some tag team emerges from the shadows, maybe then we'll be willing to take them on at Hell on Earth. But before the pay per view in Pittsburgh..... we're going to be making a stop to Showdown next week. So be ready for us America. Behold your World Tag Team Champions."

He tilts mic to Adkins who whispers in a raspy voice.

Adkins: "You're either Syndicated... or you're on public access!"

They both walk off and the scene cuts back to inside the Boardwalk Hall in Atlantic City, New Jersey.

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Dark Stranger is shown backstage, trying to convince Marcus "the Wolf" Andrews to team up with him.

Stranger: "Come on. You're the Wolf. I'm the Heel from Hell... it makes perfect sense. Listen--"

Andrews: "I'm listening..."

Stranger: "Okay. Good. Because you can take a punishment, I know firsthand. You're a hell of a competitor and you have that extra switch.... when you need to, you flip. And nothing can bring you down! Not even a chairshot!"

Andrews sips from his water bottle filled with blood.

Andrews: "I do love chairs. As much as I love getting beat with them, I love to beat the shit out of people with them! You know what I mean?"

Dark Stranger: "Now you're speaking my language. Listen, with you and me as a tag team... nobody's gonna--"

Dimter: "Excuse me?"

Mike Dimter and Mike Blade walk up to them.

Dimter: "Did you guys just say "tag team"?"

Stranger: "Mike Dimter. What the hell do you want? Don't you remember your days in the cage?"

Dimter: "Days in the cage? Days in the cage?"

Stranger: "Yeah."

Dimter: "All I remember is what me and my partner Mike Blade just did out there to those two goons. Imagine what we could do... to you?"

Stranger: "To us? First of all Dimter--"

Dimter: "No, listen here Stranger. I don't know what you think you're doing? But you and that little freak, over there, drinking blood."

Dimter taps his partner Blade on the arm.

Dimter: "Can you believe this cat sipping blood out of a water bottle?"

Dark Stranger shares a glance with Marcus Andrews and they both pounce on Dimter and Blade at the same time!! Stranger punches Dimter down to the concrete and Andrews blasts Blade with a kick to the hip and then follows that up with a swift kick to his jaw. Stranger and Andrews stand back to their feet.

Andrews: "And that's what you get!"

Dark Stranger gives him a high-five.

Andrews: "I'm a Wolf, not a cat."

Stranger nods and pats Andrews on the back. They exit down the hall and Dimter is left rolling on the ground, holding his nose, while his partner tries to recover as well.

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Xtreme Champion "Jager Bomber" Blaze Rodriguez vs "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro - Xtreme Championship

The match starts off with Blaze circling Robert Mastro up. Then they lock up and Mastro immediately shoves him back in to the ropes. Mastro hits a sick forearm to his chin and then delivers a violent hip toss. Mastro yells out and the fans boo him! He goes to grab Blaze by the foot but Blaze manages to stand up on one foot and attempts an Enziguri but Mastro ducks it. However Blaze lands on his feet and kicks his foot back in Mastro's stomach. Blaze takes off towards the ropes and comes in with a Flying Lariat that takes Mastro down! Blaze goes for the quick cover. One, kick out!

Blaze scoops Mastro up and bodyslams him back to the canvas. Blaze then goes off the ropes and comes in with a Rolling Thunder that connects! He hooks a leg for the one, two, shoulder up. Blaze doesn't waste time and picks Mastro up by his hair. Blaze goes to irishwhip him in to the corner, but Mastro hits the brakes and instead Blaze pulls up for a Dropkick to the face! Blaze then scrambles over to the ropes and steps on the outside apron. The crowd rises to their feet as he slowly mounts the post but before he can attempt a high risk move, Mastro rushes over and crotches him on the top turnbuckle. Then Mastro just pushes Blaze and he falls all the way towards the outside mat.

The commentary team discusses how Mastro is a little sick in the head and he doesn't care about anyone but himself nowadays. Mastro steps outside and lifts Blaze up slowly. Then he irishwhips him right in to the steel steps and Blaze's back smacks off them hard! Robert Mastro proceeds to talk trash to Blaze Rodriguez as he lifts him up slowly again. This time Mastro attempts to sling him in to the post. Blaze tries to reverse it but Mastro counters him and sends Rodriguez face-first off that steel post. Mastro yells something at the commentators before searching under the ring for a weapon.

He pulls out a fire extinguisher and holds it proudly over his head. He waits for Rodriguez to get to a knee and soon as Blaze turns around Mastro clobbers him with the fire extinguisher to the skull. Blaze falls helplessly to the mat and Mastro begins taunting him. Mastro starts screaming, "let me cool you off Blaze!" As he sprays that white coolant from the fire extinguisher all over him. Neither man is very visible at the moment but as the smoke clears, it's Mastro who rolls in to the ring and raises his fists in the air. The entire arena gives him heat!

Mastro has a nice laugh as Rodriguez's expense as Blaze tries to pull himself up, using the apron. Blaze finally gets to his feet and before he can step up on the apron, Mastro reaches over the top rope and starts to pull Blaze up by his hair. Blaze is barely standing, as he hugs the ropes to keep himself up. Mastro grabs him and delivers a headbutt! Blaze is staggered momentarily as Mastro then goes for a Suplex attempt. Blaze blocks it and Mastro goes and headbutts him again! Mastro then winds up and delivers a haymaker that almost knocks Rodriguez off the apron. But somehow he manages to hold on to the ropes. Mastro shakes his head and then the crowd begins to stir. Everyone rises to their feet and then Robert Mastro looks over to see The Crazy Kanook at the top of the aisle, sipping on a flask. Mastro backs off and starts pointing at Kanook. Mastro goes back in to grab Blaze, but his attention is focused in on Crazy Kanook still. Mastro goes to grab Blaze by the head, but before he knows it Blaze completes a Sunset Flip in to a roll up a pin for the one, two, three!

Winner by Pinfall: "Jager Bomber" Blaze Rodriguez

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The fans are cheering Blaze Rodriguez on as he remains the Xtreme Champ. But soon as Blaze stands to his feet, Mastro kicks his leg out from behind him and starts stomping away. Crazy Kanook begins sprinting down the ramp. Mastro sees him coming and crawls out of there before it's too late. Kanook gets in the ring and he is livid. Kanook yells at Mastro, pointing out at him and kicks the bottom rope out of frustration. Fans are booing Mastro and he slowly backs up the ramp, grasping his head and smiling the whole way. Kanook tends to his partner and the scene fades out on the Jager Bombers in the ring.

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As we get ready for our next contest, the camera cuts over to Manic and Chico.

Manic: We caught up with a guy who I'm a big fan of, Diamond Dallas Page!

Chico: Yeah you're always talking about how DDPYoga has shrunken your Twinkie Tits.

Manic: Well it has! It's tightened my glutes too!

The camera cuts to footage taped earlier today where Diamond Dallas Page was holding an open training session for those interested in DDPYoga. The Dark Stranger was on hand for the session.

DDP: Hey look! It's the Scum Stranger!

Stranger just stares.

DDP: Lately you've been wanting to team up with Marcus Andrews and that's not a good thing. That's, a bad thing! But I understand why you would want to. I mean look at you! You're definitely one to try to go for whatever you can but I think..I think I can help you!

Stranger continues to stare.

DDP: I can help you, like you. You see my workout program has cured cancer, it has cured hunger, it's in the process of curing reality television. It has made Scott Hall and Jake Roberts look twenty years younger. It can help you!

DDP smiles.

DDP: With this program you'll not only be able to trim those glutes but it may boost your self esteem levels to points where you can get out of this crappy business known as efed wrestling because..

DDP: Blarrhrhrhghhhh.

DDP: Mommy!

We go back to ringside.

Manic: So that didn't go so well.

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Pike "The Preacher" Lorenzo vs "The Detroit SOB" Hayden Truesdale

Hayden is already in the ring as Pike Lorenzo makes his way out to the boos of the fans. He seems confident and determined as he enters the ring and stares at Hayden from across. The bell rings and immediately they tie up with a collar an elbow. Pike slips out and hits Hayden with a big right hand followed by a left and another right. Hayden fires a right of his own but eats another combination and a knee to the stomach.

Pike arm drags Hayden and follows up with a big clothesline. As Hayden gets up Pike immediately hits him with a keeper’s plex with a pin 1…2… kickout. Pike calmly gets up and looks at the crowd confidently. Hayden gets up and Pike hoists him up and drops him with The Pledge (running crucifix). Pike signals for the end as the fans boo.

Pike gets in position and waits as a groggy Hayden Truesdale gets on his feet. Immediately Pike drops him with The Holy Grail (skull crushing finale) and pins. 1… 2… 3!

Winners by Pinfall: Pike "The Preacher" Lorenzo

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After the match Pike remains in the ring and asks for a microphone. His music is cut off as he begins addressing the crowd.

Pike: First of all I want to thank to lord for granting me the strength needed to dispose of this no good sinner, Hayden Truesdale. You just saw what a man of faith is capable of when you accept the lord as your guide. Time and time again I have warned everyone in the roster to accept the lord as your savior. I am tired of asking. Now? It’s time I take matters into my own hands…

The fans boo as Pike continues.

Pike: I refuse to be a passive observer as I watch this federation destroy itself with sin and blasphemy. I will rise up and be the savior of the masses, the preacher you so richly deserve. As the Xtreme champion I led by example. It’s only fitting that the next PPV is called Hell on Earth because I stand here before you truthfully unafraid of stepping into hell, looking at Blaze and taking away my rightful championship. The lord will protect me, the lord will empower me as I journey deep into the fire and cleanse the Xtreme title from the heathen known as Blaze Rodriguez.

Pike takes a pause and looks around as a smile builds on his face.

Pike: With God as my witness I will become the Xtreme champion again and I will lead the masses into a new era of righteousness, and to those of you who dare stand in front of me beware, for the only thing that matters is the lord, and anyone who tries and prevent it will only get burnt at the stake. In Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti!

Pike drops the microphone and walks away as the scene cuts to…

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- Commercial Break -

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The scene opens with Hayden Truesdale throwing things around backstage. He grabs a trash can and slams it against the wall before kicking over a table.

Hayden: God damn it!

Hayden kicks a door and continues walking as the staff members make way and avoid him.

Hayden: What the hell you looking at? Something funny?!?!

The staff members are visibly nervous when Lars Douglas walks out in front and stares at Truesdale.

Lars: Damn it Hayden, what the hell? Why are you intimidating the peons?

Hayden: Why? Didn’t you see what happened out there?

Lars: No, I don’t watch Hayden Truesdale matches, duh.

Hayden: Very funny! That no so called “savior” Pike Lorenzo kicked my ass!

Lars: And you’re shocked why?

Hayden: Quit it! I should have won! I should had been the better man! I came back to the XWF to main event and win titles, not get beaten around by no good saviors.

Lars: You got a problem with saviors Hayden?

Hayden: Problem? As far as I’m concerned all the so called “saviors” are a bunch of faggots!  

Lars shakes his head and motions for Truesdale to shut up but he continues.

Hayden: That’s right! “Savior” is nothing more than a word you use to describe a pussy! All the saviors are nothing more than faggot ass pussies!

The camera pans around showing “The Elite Savior” Carlos Shotgun standing right behind Truesdale.

Shotgun: The fuck you just say?

Hayden: I said all saviors are nothing more than*turns around* …ahem, hey…

Shotgun: Finish that sentence bitch.

Lars: Calm down Shotgun. The kid is just hot because he lost a match.

Shotgun: A match? You a wrestler? Who the hell are you?

Hayden: Hayden Truesdale.

Shotgun: Never fuckin heard of you. You any good Truesdale?

Hayden: The best…

Shotgun: The best? You serious?

Lars: He’s not.

Shotgun: Listen kid I’m in a very bad mood. I look at you and all I see is Rage. You are like Rage Jr. Hell, you are what Rage is going to be like after I kick his ass at Hell on Earth.

Hayden: What does that mean?

Shotgun: It means after Hell on Earth Rage is going to be a broke down punk ass bitch with no future whatsoever.

Hayden: You’re starting to piss me off!

Shotgun: What you say Mini-Rage? You’re mad? If you’re such a hot shit why don’t you face me in a match next week?

Lars: Yeah kid, here’s your opportunity. You get to prove this savior is a faggot ass bitch if you win.

Shotgun: The fuck you say?

Lars: His words, not mine.

Hayden: You’re on! I don’t back down from anybody!

Shotgun: There you go again. Acting like if you were some kind of little modern day monster. Lil’ Rage, next week I’m going to show the world exactly what’s going to happen to Rage at Hell on Earth.

Hayden nods confidently as Shotgun goes to walk away but stops and looks back at him.

Shotgun: And by the way, Hayden is totally a girl’s name.

Hayden: Fuck you dick, its unisex.

Shotgun laughs and walks away as Lars shakes his head. The camera cuts back to ringside for the main event.

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Main Event: The Crazy Kanook vs "The Crippler" Chris Benoit - Steel Cage

The cage is lowered down as we cut to a shot of Insane Clown Posse who have front row seats. Chris Benoit comes out first to a huge pop. Crazy Kanook comes out second and the roof nearly comes off the building. The announcers appear somewhat confused as both men more or less look the same. It's like Undertaker versus Undertaker but not. Manic notes little differences with each wrestler as the bell rings.

Both men are dropping bombs on each other to start. Benoit with a right, Kanook with a right, Benoit hits a chop, Kanook hits a chop. Kanook connects with a headbutt, kick to the midsection, clothesline knocks Benoit down. Pinfall, submission, or cage escape wins this match as noted. Kanook picks up Benoit and goes for a right. Benoit blocks and goes for a dropkick. Kanook sidesteps and tries an elbowdrop. Benoit moves out of the way. Both men up as the crowd loves it.

Kanook taunts Benoit who slaps him in the face. Benoit hits a chop and goes for a right hand. Kanook ducks under and goes for a rollup. One, Benoit kicks out and transitions into a Crippler Crossface attempt. Kanook rolls out of it and looks for a Sharpshooter. Benoit kicks him off. Benoit back to his feet walks right into a chop from Kanook. Another hard chop. Headbutt connects staggering Benoit towards the ropes. Kanook grabs Benoit from behind and hits a German Suplex. Kanook is shouting towards the crowd as Benoit gets back to his feet and shows no sign of hurt from the suplex. Kanook turns around and takes a kick to the stomach. Benoit drops him with a snap suplex into a cover. One, two, Kanook kicks out.

Benoit picks up Kanook and sets him up for a piledriver. Kanook backdrops Benoit into the cage. Benoit tries to get back up. Kanook grabs Benoit by the head and smashes him headfirst into the cage before dragging his face back and fourth. Kanook steps back and dropkicks Benoit back down before dragging him over and covering. One, two, Benoit kicks out. Kanook grabs Benoit and whips him into the turnbuckle. Kanook charges and hits a shoulderblock into the stomach. Benoit staggers out and Kanook goes for the Freeze Out (Overhead Release German Suplex). Benoit elbows and spins around grabbing Kanook by the waist. Benoit hits a German Suplex! Benoit maintains the hold and goes for another one. Kanook tries to fight out but Benoit drops him with another German Suplex. Benoit maintains the hold and picks Kanook up for another German. Kanook blocks and hits an elbow. Kanook spins out and looks for a Freeze Out once again. Benoit once again spins out of the attempt. Benoit grounds Kanook to the canvas and locks in the Crippler Crossface!

Kanook is shaking his head showing no signs of tapping out. Kanook is still fighting as Benoit wrenches back on the hold. The crowd is going crazy for Kanook as Benoit pulls back. The announcers turn their attention away as Chris Falkenyork has made his way out towards the ring! Benoit doesn't notice this however and keeps the Crossface locked on. Kanook is still fighting. Falkenyork starts shaking the cage like the Warrior as Benoit finally notices him. Benoit lets go of the Crossface and walks over towards Falkenyork who continues to taunt him. Benoit taunts Falkenyork to get his ass into the ring as Falkenyork shakes his head and just walks off. Benoit looks a bit confused. Kanook sneaks from behind and grabs Benoit in a waistlock. Kanook drops Benoit with a Freeze Out to a huge pop from the crowd! Kanook goes for the pin and hooks both legs as the crowd chants along for the one...two...three! Kanook picks up the victory!

Winners by Pinfall: The Crazy Kanook

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The Crazy Kanook continues to celebrate what could be considered his biggest Showdown win to date. Kanook looks over towards Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J who are still at ringside before waving them over to join him in celebration. The ICP nod their heads with smiles on their painted faces as they hop over the railing with a couple bottles of Faygo Rock N Rye in hand. Kanook sprays the crowd his some Faygo as ICP pose on the turnbuckles. Benoit is still out on the canvas from the Freeze Out. Kanook is getting ready to step out of the ring when the crowd stirs. Robert Mastro has made his way out but Kanook does not notice him. ICP try to get Kanook's attention before he steps out of the cage. Mastro slams the cage door on Kanook who falls out of the ring onto the floor.

Manic: What the hell is going on here?

Mastro locks the door before ICP can do anything to help Kanook. Mastro gets on top of Kanook and starts hammering away at him. ICP try to climb out of the cage but Benoit finally wakes up. Benoit climbs up and gives Shaggy who tries to hold on to the cage. Benoit hammers at his back and drives him into the center of the ring with a German Suplex. Violent J tries to get away but Benoit whips him down to the canvas and turns around. Benoit gives J a swandive headbutt!

Chico: Good god!

Benoit looks around for a moment with a smile on his face.

Benoit: I murdered ICP!

The crowd pops.

Chico: Give me a break!

The crowd erupts again as Blaze Rodriguez has made his way out to try to help his partner Crazy Kanook. Mastro hops over the railing as Blaze gives chase. Blaze doesn't pay attention to what's behind him though when Pike Lorenzo clotheslines him from behind!

Manic: What the hell is next?

Lorenzo grabs Blaze and picks him up. Lorenzo drops Blaze on the floor with a Holy Grail!

Manic: Holy Grail on the floor!

Lorenzo stands over Blaze as Kanook is still out on the floor also. Mastro is in the crowd with a smile on his face as the crowd still cannot believe what they are seeing. Benoit has taken a couple of bibles from someone at ringside and placed them on top of ICP who are still out. The cameras fade to black.

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