A traditional Mexican-type tune begins to play as Deju Del Toro makes his way down the aisle. The South American receives a good pop as he roles under the bottom ropes and into the ring. There is barely a pause between his theme playing before "Pop" by NSync hits the public address system.

Gabriel Trenton runs down the aisle and climbs into the ring. He immediately starts going to work on Del Toro as the third competitor in tonight's ladder match, Le Java, descends from behind the curtain. He takes his time getting to the ring, happy to observe Del Toro and Trenton getting it on. Le Java is stopped in his tracks as "My Plague" by Slipknot blares out throughout the arena. Le Java turns around, only to receive a clothesline from Psycho whom is already out on centre stage.

Psycho stomps at the floored Le Java before picking him up and rolling him into the ring. Meanwhile, Trenton has lost the upper hand to Del Toro who is nailing him with rights and lefts. Del Toro whips Trenton into the ropes and executes a perfected dropkick on his return, forcing Gabriel to stumble back over the top rope. Psycho waists no time in stomping another floored opponent, this time in Gabriel Trenton. Whilst Psycho raises Trenton to his feet, Flash comments that these two go back along way in their IWF days.

Psycho attempts to plant Trenton with a reverse DDT but he somehow reverses the move, sending Psycho head first into the steel steps. Psycho groans in pain as Gabriel Trenton crouches down and lifts up the nearest ladder onto his shoulder. He awaits Psycho to rise from his feet before running towards him and delivering a hard shot to the mouth of the insane one.

Inside the ring, Del Toro and Le Java are battling it out, each man having good spells of momentum. At present time, Le Java has Del Toro in a unique dragon sleeper hold. Del Toro looks to be fading as the fans begin to clap, an inspiration perhaps for the Mexican to continue in this match. Del Toro begins to shake frantically and the fans begin to cheer.

Del Toro gets to his feet, still in the submission manoeuvre, and somehow delivers a back suplex. Floss comments that Del Toro showed a great deal of resilience there. Flash adds that Deju Del Toro has a will to win and that it would take a great deal to take the young Mexican down.

Back on the outside, a table has been brought into play by Gabriel Trenton but to no avail. Still he and Psycho are making no progress to keep the other man down. Are throwing numerous punches at each other, Psycho grabs Trenton by the scruff of the neck and tosses him into the ring. He then picks up a ladder and places that into the ring too.

Psycho climbs the steel steps and enters the ring himself. All four men stand in a corner of the ring, eyes fixed on each other. Suddenly, the four run into the centre of the ring and nail each other with one move or another. The fans cheer as each man is sent tumbling to the canvas. Floss shouts out that somebody could have been seriously injured there and Flash agrees.

Le Java is the first man to his feet. He staggers around the ring and sees that his three opponents are down. He takes the opportunity to set-up the ladder and attempts the climb. Surprisingly, Psycho is the only competitor to see Le Java climbing the metal object. He slowly gets to his feet and bounces off the ropes. He runs straight at the ladder, tilting it sideways.

The helpless Le Java can only watch as he tumbles out of the ring and through the table on the outside. The fans go wild as this match is really hotting up now. Floss cannot believe what he just saw. Flash responds by saying that ladder matches are indeed one of the most dangerous matches the wrestling industry has ever introduced.

Whilst Le Java lies motionless on the floor outside, Del Toro, Gabriel Trenton and Psycho get to their feet once again. Psycho runs at Trenton attempting the Psycho Plunge. Gabriel Trenton foresees Psycho's intentions and pulls down the top rope, sending Psycho over the top and onto the mat on the outside.

Trenton looks over the top rope, shouting some kind of abuse at Psycho. Del Toro seizes the opportunity to drop down and hit Trenton with a low blow. Trenton turns around slowly, clutching his genital area. Del Toro follows this up by kicking Trenton in the gut and nailing Iycarumba. The fans scream as Del Toro lifts the pop star wannabe over his head and plants an inverted jacknife powerbomb with authority.

Del Toro stands in the centre of the ring, his arms high above his head. He points to one of the ladders on the outside and the fans cheer. Following this, he rolls out of the ring and tosses not one, not two, but three ladders into the ring. Floss yells what the hell is Del Toro going to do. Flash remains silent.

Deju Del Toro lays one ladder on the canvas and sits the other ladder next to it. Le Java crawls back into the ring and Del Toro scouts the Frenchman's movements. He quickly rolls Le Java onto the ladder and places the other ladder on top. He then points to the top rope and the fans go wild. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and shouts, "Gwenos Dios Losero!" The Mexican leaps and performs backflip corckscrew, turning in mid-air. Floss roars Rolling Thundero three times. Flash calms Jim Floss down and says that this match isn't over yet.

The man from Gaudelajera rolls Le Java out of the ring. He then sets up one of three ladders and begins to climb it slowly. Both Psycho and Gabriel Trenton are back on their feet at this point and both get into the ring. Trenton immediately climbs the same ladder as Del Toro. Psycho, however, sets another ladder up next to Del Toro's.

Trenton goes to grab the feet of Del Toro numerous times but the Mexican kicks back at him each time. Whilst this continuous combo continues, Psycho is at the top of his ladder, waiting for something to happen. Deju Del Toro makes one last effort to lash out at Trenton and catches the Daytona Beach native around the mouth, sending him to the canvas. Del Toro, thinking he has the match wrapped up, reaches up for the briefcase.

All of a sudden, the disturbed Psycho pounces across the ring in mid-air, connecting with a spear to Del Toro. The fans erupt and Floss says by god at least ten times. Flash shouts that Psycho hit the Psycho Plunge in mid-air and pulled it off. Floss adds that Psycho didn't get his name for sitting on his ass.

Three motionless bodies lay around the Insane One as he attempts to climb the ladder for a last time. He reaches up, pulls at the briefcase, and the bell sounds!

JF yells that Psycho has done it, and has earned himself a shot at the Global champion, as the fans give a mixed reaction for the result. Psycho literally falls off the ladder, but lies on the mat, an insane smile on his face, and his arm raised, briefcase in hand. Flash says it was a hell of a match to kick off the GWA's pay-per-view offerings, and JF agrees, then says all that remains to be seen is who the Global champion will be, Kriminal or Takashi Nakayama. Flash says we're about to hear from one of those two men, as we cut backstage, where Aloysius Zamora is standing by, with Takashi and his manager, Inamoto-san.

Aloysius - "Takashi, we just saw Psycho become number one contender for the title you will attempt to win later tonight. We also saw Kriminal earlier, and he had some strong words for you ahead of your match with him. Your response?"

Takashi - "Kriminal, normally, I am a man of very few words, I prefer to let my prowess inside the ring do the talking. But tonight, you have angered me, and I feel I must respond.

"You see, I saw what you said earlier tonight, and it angered me. You insulted me, my heritage, my history, and my country, and for that, I shall make you pay. Tonight, Kriminal, it will not be you who becomes Global champion… it will be me."

"You want to know who "Tornado" Takashi Nakayama is? You are about to find out, and you will also find out why I was given that nickname. I was given that nickname because of my speed and agility in combat, because of what I can do out there, and you are about to find that out first-hand. You will learn why I am called "Tornado", and you will realise that you made a grave error in underestimating me, my friend."

"How dare you insult the memories of those innocents who died at Hiroshima, how dare you insult my culture. I do not defend the actions of my country in World War Two, but I do defend the rights of those innocent civilians who died on that fateful day to be remembered with respect - not have their memories desecrated by an imbecile attempting to get a cheap pop. For that alone, you will suffer greatly tonight."

"You wish to know what Japan gave the world? It is Japanese technology that is most widely used all over the globe - how many people do not own an electrical good produced by Sony, how many people have never played a Nintendo or Sega console game, how many people have not driven Japanese vehicles like Nissans? That, my friend, is what Japan has given the world, and tonight, another thing can be added to that list. For tonight, I will give you a beating, and I will give the world it's first ever Global champion!"

"And when I am Global champion, it will be time to face Psycho. I am well aware of his reputation, I know what he is capable of doing to a man, but I am not afraid. I have the wrestling skill and know-how to defeat anyone, and after Kriminal is defeated tonight, Psycho will be next on that list. But, that is for the future, now, I must concentrate on Kriminal.

"As I say, I am a man of very few words, and tonight, know this Kriminal, I will do my talking inside the ring. I will defeat you, I will become Global champion, and you will fall victim to an Honourable Death… I promise you."

With that, Takashi turns, and walks down the corridor. Inamoto-san sneers at the camera, before following Takashi. Aloysius watches them go, then turns to face the camera.

Aloysius - "There you have it folks, Takashi not best pleased at Kriminal's comments earlier tonight. Tensions are building back here ahead of the two title matches a little later on, so the matches themselves should be very interesting indeed. Back to you, JF."

The camera cuts back to ringside, where JF and Flash discuss what Takashi had to say. JF says that there definitely seems to be a lot of heat going into the Global title match-up, and Flash says it should be a great match. JF then says that speaking of great matches, up next, we'll find out the no.1 contender for the Heavyweight title, in a Backstage Brawl contest!

A roll of clips are shown, depicting how the four men involved here lost their semi-final matches, and of Mr DeVasher's announcement of the match. We then see a clip of Mr Happyhead attacking Striker's wife, Candi, on Corruption, and JF says that Candi is recovering well, but is still a few weeks away from making a return. Flash then says there was some doubt as to whether or not Striker would appear tonight, but apparently Candi insisted, so he is taking part in this contest.

We cut to the boiler room for the start of this unconventional match, booked by Clint DeVasher earlier this week. We see Blitz, Striker, Alvekan, and Norberto Palenque all standing in respective corners of the room, with the referee in the centre of the room. The referee informs them all of the rules.

Referee - "Right guys, here's the rules. There is a NO Disqualification stipulation so I cannot stop you or disqualify you for doing anything, and the winner is the first man back into the ring. So let's begin!"

The referee raises his hands to signal the start of the match, as there is no bell to signal it. The match gets started with Blitz going straight for Alvekan, and Striker and Norberto Palenque battling it out.

JF says, sadly, that he doesn't think this match will last very long as the match rules seem quite easy. "Flash" Gunn disregards his comment and tells him to watch out for one hell of a match!

Blitz begins to dominate Alvekan by hitting him with big right's and lefts, soon knocking him to the ground, where Blitz begins to kick into Alvekan.

At the same instance, Palenque and Striker start to scrap it out and soon the two end up grappling onto each other, with Striker coming out the better of the two. Striker knees Palenque in the gut and DDT's him onto the hard, solid ground. Palenque hits the ground with a thud and he groans in pain.

Blitz grabs onto Alvekan and lifts him up in the gorilla press slam position and holds him there for several seconds before dropping Alvekan down onto his knee, from a great height. Blitz shouts in delight as he sadistically unleashes anger on Alvekan. Anger, says JF, from not getting through to the final of the Heavyweight Title Tournament.

All four men soon end up scrapping with each other, and make their way out of the boiler room into a corridor. Blitz grabs Norberto Palenque and tosses him head first into the wall. Palenque's head gets bust open and blood drips to the floor from his head. Palenque slumps to the ground, holding his head.

Blitz turns his attention to Striker and Alvekan, who are slugging it out between them, trading hard lefts and rights. Blitz goes behind Striker and grabs him in a full nelson position, where Alvekan begins to punch into the Los Angeles native. Alvekan punches Striker several times and then Blitz knocks Striker to the ground with a fierce full nelson slam.

With Striker and Palenque writhing in pain on the ground, Blitz and Alvekan continue where they left off in the boiler room and start swinging punches at each other. Alvekan lands a devastating right hook on Blitz and it clearly takes Blitz by surprise, and it causes him to stumble backwards.

Alvekan, seeing an opportunity, runs towards the door at the end of the corridor, leading out to the backstage lobby. As Alvekan runs along the corridor, a changing room door is opened and Mr Happyhead appears out. He sees Alvekan, who could be challenging him for his Heavyweight title, if Mr Happyhead were to beat TSW, and Alvekan wins this match, running towards him, so Mr Happyhead takes him down with a standing clothesline, before returning to the room.

With all 4 men down on the ground, this match looks as open as can be, or so JF tells us. Striker and Blitz are the first to show signs of life. The two get up at about the same time and Blitz takes Striker straight back down with a big boot to his face.

Blitz cockily walks in the direction of the door at the end of the lobby, where Alvekan is stirring. Alvekan challenges the big German as he gets nearer the door and Blitz stops, and goes to lift Alvekan up by the head. Alvekan counters this with a low blow to Blitz. Blitz holds his crotch in agony, bending over slightly.

Alvekan gets to his feet and grabs Blitz by the head, before kneeing him full force in the face. Alvekan then pulls Blitz close to him and powerbombs Blitz hard to the ground. Blitz's body hits the ground with a thunderous bang.

Alvekan takes a breather for a second and looks at his three opponents, sizing up the situation. Alvekan then walks through the door and enters the lobby, with an extra cameraman following Alvekan's progress towards the ring. Alvekan walks across the lobby and walks through the door to the backstage lobby. Alvekan walks towards the curtain to the ring and walks through it.

The crowd cheer when signs of a winner come to life with Alvekan appearing. Alvekan stops and salutes the crowd before cockily strutting down the ramp. When Alvekan is about halfway down, Kriminal runs down the ramp behind him and knocks Alvekan to the ground. Kriminal begins to stomp onto Alvekan and JF suggests that this is retribution by Kriminal for Alvekan beating him in the first round of the Heavyweight Tournament.

Kriminal picks Alvekan up and kicks him in the midsection before executing a perfect Death Penalty to Alvekan. Kriminal gets a big cheer from the crowd and he picks up Alvekan and sets him up against the barrier just next to the bottom of the ramp. Kriminal steps back, spits in Alvekan's face, and knocks him over the barrier to the crowd with a big boot.

Kriminal turns and makes his way up the ramp but is met by the charging figure of Blitz. Blitz knocks Kriminal straight to the ground with a hellacious big boot. Blitz picks Kriminal up and lifts him up in a powerbomb position and hits a jackhammer-like move, which we are informed by JF that it is called Heavy Artillery.

Blitz kicks into Kriminal before rolling him out of the way. Blitz then looks up at the ring, and then behind him at the entrance. "Flash" Gunn is heard screaming at Blitz in excitement, saying "Go on Blitz! There's your chance! DO IT!"

Blitz slowly walks down the ramp and stops at the bottom, looking at the ring and then again behind him at the entrance. He sees the emerging figures of Striker and Norberto Palenque fighting their way out to the ring. Blitz turns and walks back up the ramp. When he reaches the two other wrestlers, they turn and see him. The two run at him and attempt to double-team him with a double clothesline, but Blitz ducks and the two run straight past him.

Both men turn around to find themselves on the receiving ends of rights and lefts to each men, consecutively. Blitz stops punching both men and kicks each of them in the midsection before grabbing each of them in a headlock position and double-DDT'ing them onto the ramp. All three men lie on the ramp, with a lot taken out of all of them, and Alvekan slowly appears to show signs of life in the crowd at ringside.

Alvekan gets to his feet among the crowd, and makes his way back over the barrier, as at the same time, Blitz begins to stir. Blitz slowly gets to his feet, and he and Alvekan begin duking it out. Behind them, Striker also gets up, and he joins in the brawl. Alvekan manages to get the advantage, and he knocks Blitz down with a big right hand, before raking Striker in the eyes, and then planting him on the steel ramp with the Hell March!

JF shouts that Striker has to be out of this contest now, as Alvekan kicks him away, and Blitz gets back to his feet. Alvekan and Blitz again begin to brawl, as behind them, Palenque begins to crawl towards the ring. Alvekan spots him, and knocks Blitz down with a hard uppercut, before running after Palenque, and grabbing hold of him as he reaches the ring apron.

Palenque looks around, as Alvekan holds his leg, stopping him getting to the ring. Palenque smiles, then jumps, and nails Alvekan on the side of the head with an Enziguri! Alvekan falls to the floor, as Palenque pulls himself up the apron, and then onto the apron. JF yells that Palenque has this won, but at the last second, Blitz appears behind the Belizean, and drags him back out!

Flash shouts that was incredibly close, as Blitz throws Palenque into the ringpost. Palenque staggers out, and Blitz grabs him, lifts him up, and then drops him with Heavy Artillery, right onto the ringside steps! JF screams that Palenque's neck could be broken, as Blitz smirks, then hops up onto the apron, and steps through the ropes, winning the match!

The wail of air-raid sirens fills the arena, as the fans boo loudly, and Blitz is announced as the winner. JF yells that Blitz just earned himself a shot against the Heavyweight Champion, whoever it turns out to be, as the German celebrates in the ring. On the outside, Alvekan gets to his feet, and looks in the ring in disbelief, before shaking his head, and walking up the ramp. Soon after, Striker slowly follows him, but Palenque remains lying motionless at ringside.

Flash says that the Flying Mayan could be seriously hurt here, as Blitz exits the ring. He doesn't pay any attention to Palenque, instead just heading straight up the ramp. As he goes, EMTs rush past him, and begin to attend to the Belizean. JF says that this doesn't look good, as the screen fades to a promo for the next GWA pay-per-view extravaganza.

We return to footage of Norberto Palenque being loaded into the back of an ambulance on a stretcher, as JF quietly says that he hasn't moved since Blitz hit Heavy Artillery on to the steel steps. Flash says that this could be serious for the Belizean Sensation, and it could be quite some time before we see him back in action, as the ambulance screeches off.

We cut to another section of backstage, and Clint DeVasher's office. The door opens, and Striker exits, his bag over his shoulder, and then heads straight for the parking lot. Eli Quackenbush hurries to catch up with him, and jogging alongside, thrusts his microphone into Striker's face.

Eli - "Striker, you just lost in the number one contender's match, and now you've been to see Mr DeVasher. Can you tell us what it was about?"

Striker stops dead in his tracks, and turns to face Eli, anger etched on his face.

Striker - "Yes, you moron, I just lost that match, which means there's nothing keeping me here. I just told Mr DeVasher that I'm taking time off, until my wife Candi is better. Then, I'll be back, and I'll make that asshole Happyhead pay for what he did."

With that, Striker turns, and storms off down the corridor towards the parking lot. The camera watches him go, and then we cut back to ringside, where JF says that may be the last we see of Striker for a while. Flash says he hopes Candi gets better soon, as Striker is a very talented athlete and it would be a shame to lose him for any significant length of time. JF agrees, and wishes Candi the best of health, before being cut off by the theme from "The Omen" blaring through the speakers.

The fans erupt, as JF yells that it looks as though the GWA President is on his way out here to say something. Sure enough, Clint DeVasher appears moments later on the stage, a broad smile on his face. He strides down to the ring, gets inside, and takes the microphone offered to him from ringside. He waves to the fans, who then quieten down to hear what the owner has to say.

DeVasher - "Well, ladies and gentlemen, how does it feel to be a part of history in the making?"

A big pop from the crowd, as Flash says that it feels great.

DeVasher - "Because history is exactly what you're witnessing here. The GWA's first-ever pay-per-view event, the first Global and Heavyweight number one contenders being decided, and, of course, the first champions being crowned! And where better place to make history, than probably the most historic arena in the USA, Madison Square Garden, in the best city in the world, New York!"

The fans go wild at this, as DeVasher smiles in the ring.

DeVasher - "But, all of that is not the only reason history will be made here tonight. Because tonight, I have not one, not two, but three historic signings to announce! And now that we're exactly half-way through the show, what better time to do it? So, without further ado, let me introduce the first signing."

"This man has an incredible pedigree in Hardcore wrestling, he has been a very successful Hardcore champion, and he was destined for even greater success in his previous federation had it not unexpectedly closed down. This man causes chaos in all his matches thanks to his wrestling style. In fact, you might even say, he causes… Mayhem!!!"

"Thoughtless" by Korn hits, as JF screams "OH MY GOD!!! Former IWF Hardcore champion Mayhem has signed with the GWA!!!" The fans go nuts, as Mayhem strides out onto the stage, with a beautiful brunette dressed in a knee-length red dress on his arm. JF comments that Mayhem is looking good, and Flash says that the woman, whoever she is, is looking even better.

DeVasher - "Ladies and gentlemen, Mayhem, accompanied by his beautiful valet, Cherry! Give it up for the two of them!"

The fans continue to cheer as Mayhem and Cherry enter the ring. Mayhem shakes hands with DeVasher, as both men smile broadly, then he and Cherry go to the corner of the ring, and lean against the turnbuckle.

DeVasher - "You think that's good? It gets even better! Because our second new recruit is one of the most successful superstars in wrestling history. A Grand Slam champion, some of his opponents claim that he was guilty of highway robbery in matches against them, but just because he's masked, that's not true. And claims that he was a jobber were soon shot down in flames thanks to his success record, despite his name… oh yes, folks, here he is, THE MASKED JOBBER!!!"

The fans go absolutely insane, as "Generator" by Bad Religion hits. JF screams he can't believe one of the two IWF Grand Slam champions is here in the GWA, as TMJ walks out onto the stage, to a huge pop from the fans. TMJ walks down to the ring, and slides inside, before shaking hands with Mr DeVasher. He then heads to another corner of the ring, as DeVasher, smiling, waits for the fans to quieten down.

DeVasher - "Oh, but that's not all. I promised three, I'm delivering three. And this guy is easily the biggest of them all."

Flash asks how the hell you can get bigger than TMJ and Mayhem, but JF shushes him, telling him he has a feeling about this.

DeVasher - "Yes, this guy has made a big impact wherever he has gone, achieving massive success everywhere. And I'm sure he'll have an equally huge effect on the GWA. In case you haven't guessed from my oh-so-subtle hints, here he is, the man, the myth, the monster… LARDO!!!!!!"

The fans almost blow the roof off of MSG, as "Large" hits, and the big man himself walks out onto the stage. JF loses his voice from shouting so much, and Flash yells that Lardo hasn't been seen or heard from in months. The 500lb monster waddles down to the ring slowly, a huge smile across his equally-huge face. He enters the ring, and also shakes hands with DeVasher, before standing in the third corner of the ring.

DeVasher - "There you have it folks, the three huge signings I promised you! Mayhem, The Masked Jobber, and Lardo - I'm sure you'll agree, it doesn't get much better than that! Let's hear it for these guys!"

The fans go wild, and a "GWA" chant begins, as JF says he can't believe what he's seeing. DeVasher raises his microphone to his mouth again, but suddenly, the arena is plunged into darkness. Then, the GlobalVision flickers to life, and the now-familiar "WE ARE COMING" message flashes up. DeVasher's voice is heard, demanding to know who the hell is doing this, before the message disappears, and the lights come back up.

Anger and confusion are clear on DeVasher's face, and he just drops the microphone, and heads backstage. Lardo, TMJ, and Mayhem remain in the ring, eyeing each other warily, before all exiting the ring, and following the GWA owner backstage. JF says that was incredible, and he can't believe that those three men are now part of the GWA. Flash talks about these mysterious messages, and asks who the hell is doing it. JF says he has no idea, but he is quite freaked out by it all, as we cut backstage, where we find Eli Quackenbush standing by with Kriminal.

Eli stands with a mic in his hand and looks at one of the members of the camera crew, with an unsure look on his face.

Eli - "Are we ok now?"

Camera Crew Member - "Yeah, it's alright again."

Eli - "Ok."

Eli turns back to Kriminal and holds the mic closer to his face.

Eli - "We're all sorted to begin now."

Kriminal - "Ok…"

Eli - "Kriminal…How are you?"

Kriminal - "I'm pretty good thanks."

Eli - "I mean…How are you feeling knowing that in probably about half an hour or so, you'll either be the first ever Global Champion of the GWA; or you'll be just a guy who came so close yet ended up so far away?"

Kriminal - "Hey stop!"

Eli - "What?"

Kriminal - "Don't be so pessimistic!"

Eli - "I was just saying…"

Kriminal - "Well don't."

Eli - "Ok, sorry."

Kriminal - "No problem, don't worry about it man."

Eli - "Ok."

Kriminal - "Well…To answer your question…I'm feeling great because there's no question about "Tornado" winning it tonight, it's obvious that I'm going to win."

Eli - "Why's that?"

Kriminal - "Because I'm the best."

Eli - "But surely, whoever wins out of Mr Happyhead and The Scottish Warrior would be given the title of the best in the GWA, with them being the major champion…"

Kriminal - "Yeah, on paper it would appear that way, but I would kick both of their asses at the same time."

Eli - "So is that a challenge you are issuing to both men???"

Kriminal - "Hell no, I don't want to make the Heavyweight Belt vacant again. And I've got more important things to think about, like how I'm going to finish off "Tornado" tonight, whether it be by the Death Penalty, or I might make that son-bitch tap out of the Escape From Alcatraz, because it's a common-known fact that NO-ONE can escape from Alcatraz. Isn't that right?"

Eli - "I don't know…"

Kriminal - "Isn't that right Eli?"

Eli - "Well…yeah…I suppose so."

Kriminal - "Exactly."

Eli - "So…you are pretty cocky tonight about your match…"

Kriminal - "I'm not cocky, I'm confident."

Eli - "Is there much of a difference?"

Kriminal - "Yeah…Cocky would be me saying that I am going to beat him inside a minute, which I probably could, but that's not the point."

Eli - "O…kay."

Kriminal - "Anyway…I don't want it to finish within a minute, because I want to beat his ass good!"

Eli - "Ok…It's a Heaven to Hell match you will be fighting in, are you in the slightest bit worried about the fact that it's a hell-in-a-cell match with scaffolding present?"

Kriminal - "Why would I be worried?"

Eli - "Well…Those two have been known to wreck several careers…And combined they could be deadly!"

Kriminal - "I don't see it that way, I see it as a good thing…"

Eli - "Why's that???"

Eli has a clear look of uncertainty on his face.

Kriminal - "Well, it would be much more satisfying if I were to powerbomb "Tornado" off the top of scaffolding or off the top of the cell, and then win my match, I don't want it to be a quick one…two…three!"

Eli - "Why not?"

Kriminal - "Because I wanna see him suffer, I wanna see a look of fear in his face. I saw it in Psycho's last week and then I saw it in the eye's of "Tornado"."

Eli - "What do you mean?"

Kriminal - "I saw earlier that inside he was fearing tonight, that he didn't actually want to come up against me because he knew what the outcome would be."

Eli - "That's an interesting viewpoint."

Kriminal - "Yes, and it's the correct viewpoint."

Eli - "O…kay."

Kriminal - "So…how does it feel?"

Eli appears to be unsure of what Kriminal means.

Eli - "What?"

Kriminal - "How does it feel???"

Eli - "How does what feel???"

Kriminal - "How does it feel to be so close to someone as great as me? A future Global Champion of the GWA, the first Global Champion of the GWA, ever!"

Eli - "Well…Great!"

Eli's face shows a degree of insincerity about it.

Kriminal - "That's good to hear."

Eli - "So…Do you have anything else you want to say, like a message to your opponent or anything?"

Kriminal - "Well…Yeah…I do."

Eli - "Go on then."

Kriminal steps closer to the camera and the veins in his neck can be seen to be getting bigger.

Kriminal - ""Tornado"!!! Who in the hell do you think you are??? Going around saying I'm not good enough to fight you??? I will kick your ass tonight, and becoming the champion will be an added extra you little Japanese bastard!"

Kriminal looks away from the camera for a split second and looks back at it, with a big grin on his face.

Kriminal - "You see…I'm the only one who deserves to become a champion, not you, not The Scottish Warrior, and not that stupid fuckin' idiot by the name of Mr Happyhead! I'm going to kick your ass from one side of the arena to the other tonight you stupid little pussy! I'm going to make sure you'll never wrestle again, but now that I come to think about it, I'm going to cripple your stupid fuckin' Japanese body and make sure your life comes to a state where it's not worth living, but you'll not have the balls to take your life, and then you'll have to live a life where everyone will treat you as an outsider and you'll never be able to live a good life anymore, well, I don't think you ever did, but I'm going to make your life a living hell!

Kriminal turns away a second and turns back round one final time.

Kriminal - "I really don't care whether you are Japanese or Australian, to be honest, I'm going to kick your ass worse than you've ever imagined and I'm going to beat you and become the first EVER Global Champion! But I will treat you with a bit of respect, I will inform you when whatever part of your life that was worth living for has gone…I'll tell you it…It will sound like this…One..two…THREE!"

Kriminal turns away from the camera and turns back to Eli.

Kriminal - "That's me."
Eli - "Ok, thanks a lot man."

Kriminal - "It's ok, no problem. I wanted to get a message into that stupid Japanese bastard's head anyway."

Kriminal shakes Eli's hand and heads to walk away.

Eli - "Oh, Kriminal."

Kriminal stops and turns back to Eli.

Kriminal - "What?"

Eli - "Good luck tonight."

Kriminal - "Thanks man."

Eli - "Can you promise me one thing?"

Kriminal - "What is it?"

Eli - "Tonight, if you win the title, can I get an interview with you straight after the match?"

Kriminal - "Yeah, of course…So I'll see you in about half an hour or something?"

Eli - "I said if you won the match."

Kriminal looks at Eli in a cocky manner.

Kriminal - "I know."

Kriminal walks along the corridor, before we cut to another section of backstage, where we see "Tornado" Takashi Nakayama and his manager Inamoto-san watching on a monitor. Takashi shakes his head slowly, then turns, and storms off towards ringside, Inamoto-san following.

We cut back to the announce table, where JF says that there is a lot of heat going into this one. Flash says it's no wonder, as the winner will not only be the first-ever Global champion, but the first-ever champion in GWA history, full stop. JF nods, and says you could cut the tension with a knife, as a montage of events in the tournament shows, as we see how the Global tournament progressed to the point where only two remain. Kriminal is shown defeating Psycho and Deju Del Toro on Meltdown, and "Tornado" Takashi Nakayama is highlighted for his victory over Le Java and Gabriel Trenton. Jim Floss welcomes us back, as the camera focuses in on the gigantic Hell in a Cell structure that's closed off the ring.

It pans upwards to show a scaffold about fifty feet above the cell, and seventy five above the ground. Jim Floss says that it's a long way to fall, and Flash can only agree. The crowd seems to be in a murmur as we see both men emerge on either sides of the scaffold extending the length across the Garden. The New Yorkers rally behind both men as Kriminal is shown clinging to the railing beside him. Takashi tries to avoid looking down, by just looking up. The lights aren't too high up, and there is a lot on the way down. Jim Floss speculates that the Japanese import is saying a prayer, and Flash can only question who wouldn't at a time like this.

Jim Floss explains that there will be no grand entrances for this match, just two men staring across from each other, high above the crowd. They've got railings to either side, but that's all that's protecting them from a fall that could possibly kill a man. The grandest entrance they can ask for is being the one that doesn't have to fall. A bell rings above everything, and the two men slowly approach each other.

The crowd's cheers get louder, as both men pick up their pace. Soon enough, both men charge as fast as their willing to. Kriminal lowers his shoulder as Takashi does the same, and the two men collide. The impact sends either man stumbling backwards, and Tornado moves forward with a series of chops to the face and midsection of Kriminal. The Wonder Kid begins holding his arms up to block, and Kriminal tentatively raises his right leg to shin kick Kriminal in the side.

JF reminds us that any move that forces these men off of their balance is a very high risk manoeuvre, and even the most ordinary kick can lead to a fifty foot plummet. Kriminal takes the kick to his side, but recovers to charge and tackle Nakayama. Both men collapse onto the ground of the scaffold as Kriminal begins laying hard right hands into the face and midsection of Tornado. Takashi begins to roll over on top of Kriminal, but the lower railing reminds them of their location, as Takashi pushes himself back up to his feet and begins stomping on the St. Louis native.

Tornado continues his flurry of boots and kicks, as he tries to nudge Kriminal closer to the edge. Kriminal manages to cling to that lower bar as he flails his legs. He manages to hit Nakayama in the midsection, and follows it up with a hard drop toehold which sends Tornado crashing headfirst into the railing!!

Takashi begins to shake off the impact as Kriminal gets to his feet. He begins laying double axe handles into the back and shoulder blades of Tornado, as each one sends Takashi closer to the floor of that scaffold. Takashi hits a boot into the stomach of Kriminal, and begins to crawl away on his back. Kriminal lurches towards his fleeing opponent, but Tornado swings his left leg around to hit the Wonder Kid in the back of his knees, as his right foot swings upwards and hits Kriminal in the chest, forcing him backwards and into the railing!!

Kriminal clutches at his back while leaning against the ledge, as Tornado gets up to his feet beside him. Tornado stands beside his opponent, and begins trying to clothesline him over the top. Kriminal manages to block and spin Tornado around so that his back is up against the bar. The crowd continues cheering as the scaffold seems to tremble the closer they seem to tumbling over.

Kriminal takes a couple steps back, drops to a three point stance for a second, before charging with a clothesline. Tornado manages to duck the clothesline, and come up behind his empty handed opponent. Kriminal turns around just in time to catch a superkick to the jaw!! Kriminal falls over the top railing!!!!! He falls as cameras take pictures of his plummet, until he lands and forms a crater on the roof of the cell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chants of "Holy Shit" provide the sound to an instant replay showing the insane fall Kriminal just took off of the scaffold and onto the meshed metal of the Hell in a Cell. Jim Floss remains speechless, and we can almost hear Flash Gunn whispering along with the fans chants. Kriminal lays motionless on the roof of the cage. Jim Floss says he was lucky enough to land with one of the reinforcing rods in his back, or else he would have fallen another 25 feet.

The camera focuses in on the bar, bent from the impact. It swings back upwards to "Tornado" Takashi Nakayama, as he wipes the sweat off his brow and looks down at his opponent. He begins to make his way down the scaffold towards an exit, but a few fans start chanting for him to do something stupid. More catch on, and pretty soon it sounds like all of New York City is pleading for Takashi to jump.

Tornado walks back over to the spot where he kicked Kriminal, and looks back down. He shakes his head to say no, but the crowd continues chanting. He looks around at them, and grabs onto the railing with both hands. The crowd cheers, but he releases his grip and takes a few steps backwards. A few boos are heard, as the chants are increasing. Tornado looks up towards the ceiling, and begins to contemplate what to do. He shrugs it off, takes a few steps forward, grabs the railing, and hops over the railing!!!

Tornado falls with his stomach down, as the camera watches as it seems like its taking forever for him to land. The crowd cheers as cameras continue clicking and flashing, and Takashi lands with a splash on top of Kriminal, and the cage buckles down a little bit more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chants of "Holy Shit" resume, as replay after replay showcase the series. The first fall, the second, and then both men laying motionless in a crater. The metal rod is bent at around a 90º angle. Jim Floss still can't manage to talk, as the camera quickly pans to show the look of shock on his face, and Flash's face, and around every face in attendance. The camera turns back to show the faces of the two men, as Takashi rolls off of Kriminal and winces, clutching at his ribs.

Kriminal moves as well, but just enough to roll onto his side and grab at both his back and his chest. The two men continue breathing heavily as instant replays continue showcasing the sequence on a split screen to the left. Kriminal's right hand shoots up!!!

The crowd cheers as Kriminal's trembling right fingers reach towards the scaffold he fell from. His arm wobbles, and drops to his side. Takashi plants his left hand into the mesh wiring of the cage and begins attempting to push himself back up to his feet. He winds up crawling away from his downed opponent, and towards a more level part of the cage. He digs his feet into the cage and begins to get up.

The crowd cheers wildly, as Kriminal turns over onto his stomach and begins pushing himself back up. Tornado gets up to his feet to the roar of the crowd and stumbles in place, nearly falling off the edge of the cell in the process of his dizziness. Kriminal gets onto his knees, and then one knee. With the thrust of his right leg, Kriminal stands up. Jim Floss says his first thing in a while, saying that nobody could have taken that fall like he just did.

Kriminal and Tornado limp towards each other, knowing that the Global title is on the line here in the Madison Square Garden, in New York City, in possibly the most infamous wrestling setting of all-time. Tornado backhands his opponent, and Kriminal stumbles back, before firing back with one of his own. They exchange chops as the crowd woos along with every one. Kriminal chops Takashi so hard that he stumbles backwards a few feet. Kriminal takes the opportunity and charges, before hitting a swinging neckbreaker!!!!

Kriminal drags Nakayama back up to his feet, but it takes a good deal of energy in the process. He's forced to hold onto his opponent for a second, almost hugging one another, before Kriminal hits a release belly to belly suplex on Takashi, sending him over the edge and crashing through the announce table!!!!!

The crowd resumes its chanting, as Kriminal poises himself at the ledge of the Cell. He turns his back to his fallen opponent, and bends at the knees. Kriminal leaps off and executes a breathtaking moonsault 25 feet down onto his wounded opponent!!!

Jim Floss and Flash Gunn stand up, as they look down from their announce positions as Kriminal begins crawling away from Takashi. Nakayama's body twitches, as it's taken quite a beating so far, even if its been on the offensive end of some moves. Kriminal doesn't seem to be faring much better, if any better at all. He crawls over to the ring bell area and begins climbing up to his feet.

Instant replays continue highlighting the offensive onslaught by Kriminal that resulted in the two men spilled out around the shattered announce table. Time continues passing as both men seem both injured and winded. Kriminal seems fresher, as he's up to his feet and taking the ring bell from its keeper. Tornado finally gets to his feet with the help of the metal cage as a way to pull himself up. Kriminal takes the bell and charges Nakayama, but Takashi manages to duck the move. Tornado follows it up with a spinning heel kick that sends the bell ringing off of Kriminal's head!!!

Takashi begins dragging Kriminal by the hair through the entrance of the cell. Tornado rolls his opponent into the ring and begins searching beneath the apron for some sort of weapon to use in this match. He pulls out a pair of tables, and sets them on the ledge of the ring. He goes back down and pulls out a large blue sack, and sits it down beside the tables. Last but not least though, he pulls out the discoloured table, one which Jim Floss tells us was placed beneath the ring and has C4 attached to it to help provide a bang.

Tornado slides into the ring and begins unfolding the first of the untainted tables. He sets it up in the corner of the ring, leaning against the turnbuckle. He makes sure the legs are sturdy, and turns to his recovering opponent. As Takashi approaches, Kriminal lands a few right hands in the midsection, until Takashi regains control and kicks Kriminal in the gut. He grabs a hold of Kriminal's arm and begins whipping him towards the table turnbuckle.

Kriminal somehow manages to reverse the move, and whips Nakayama to the turnbuckle opposite the table. Kriminal hits a standing front kick into Tornado's chest, and holds his foot there, before turning his right foot and hitting a modified Enziguri on the prone Japanese fellow!!

Nakayama tries to shake off the move as he's on all fours, but Kriminal pulls him back up to his feet. He hoists Tornado up into a standing crucifix, and begins charging the table. Before Kriminal can send him threw with the running powerbomb, Takashi drops down behind his opponent. Kriminal turns around only to get a boot in the stomach, followed by a double arm underhook. Nakayama lifts up his opponent, before sending Kriminal through the table with a cross between a powerbomb and a piledriver!!!!

Kriminal stirs amongst the wreckage of the table, as Takashi turns to unfold the other generic non-explosive table. Tornado opens up its legs and sits it in the middle of the ring, before leaning over and picking up the blue bag. He holds the back up to the crowd's approval, before dumping its contents of lightbulbs all across the table!! The crowd begins to rally behind the showman.

Takashi makes sure the light bulbs are spread out evenly on the table as his opponent begins to stir in the corner. Nakayama makes sure the bulbs are perfect as Kriminal manages to regain himself, and charges with a Lou Thesz press to the back of Takashi's head, sending both men through the table covered in light bulbs!!!

The glass digs deep into both men's body as they continue to exchange punches and roll around in the mess they've made. Nakayama retakes control again as he shoves Kriminal down on top of the pieces of glass as the Wonder Boy yells out in pain. Tornado turns his back to begin setting up the final table, the one with C4 begging to go off.

Tornado turns back to lift up his fallen opponent, but Kriminal charges at him, pushing him into the corner with a hard shoulder. He continues with the shoulders to the midsection until Takashi seems weary enough to lift atop the top turnbuckle. Kriminal does so, and he follows him up. Kriminal looks both ways to the crowd, before wrapping his legs around Nakayama's head and flipping him over and through the table with an explosion with a frankensteiner!!!!! Kriminal crawls over and drapes an arm across a smoking body. 1... 2..... 3!!!!!

"Fight Music" hits, as the fans go nuts, and JF screams that Kriminal is the first-ever GWA Global Champion! In the ring, the referee helps Kriminal up, and raises his arm in the air. He then presents Kriminal with the title, and Kriminal stares at it, before falling to his knees and hugging it close to him. Tears run down Kriminal's face, and Flash says it's clear how much this means to the young man from St. Louis, as the fans chant for the new Global Champion.

Inamoto-san comes to ringside and helps Takashi out of the ring, and together, they head backstage, disappointment on their faces. Takashi gets a good reaction from the fans for his efforts, but the main focus is on Kriminal in the ring, as he is now on his feet, celebrating.

Kriminal raises the title belt in the air, then climbs each turnbuckle and salutes the fans with it. JF says that Kriminal is delighted, and the whole of Madison Square Garden is sharing in that delight. Flash says that Kriminal's celebrations are going to go on for a long time, but sounds a word of caution that Kriminal now has Psycho waiting for him. JF agrees, and says that Psycho will go all out to win that belt when the two meet, as we cut backstage, to find Pamela Poorslut standing by with The Scottish Warrior.

TSW towers over the skimpily-dressed Pamela, who, upon receiving her cue, begins to speak.

Pamela - "TSW, sir, we just saw Kriminal become the first Global champion, and now, you have the chance to be the first Heavyweight Champion of the GWA. We've all heard what Mr Happyhead has had to say recently, and we now know that Blitz is waiting for the winner of the match between the two of you. Your reaction to all this?"

TSW stares at Pamela with disgust, then suddenly grabs the microphone from her.

TSW - "Did Ah say ye could speak, ye filthy flea-ridden skank? Naw, Ah didnae think sae, ye disgust me. Ye typify America, full of sluts like ye spreadin' diseases. So why don't ye jist take yer fake silicone tits, yer face that looks like it's had too many slaps wi' the ugly stick, an' yer pathetic charity shop outfit, an' get the fuck oot o' mah road!?"

Pamela looks shocked, and begins to retort, but seeing the look of menace on TSW's face, she thinks better of it, and leaves. With Pamela gone, TSW turns to face the camera, a look of determination on his face.

TSW - "So, Kriminal won the Global Title, eh? Big deal, it's a loser's belt, it's tae keep the less-talented muppets happy, while the real talent like me is goin' fir the GWA Heavyweight Title, the maist prestigious title aroond. But, afore Ah talk aboot that title, an' aboot mah match wi' Mr Happyhead, Ah dae have a wee issue tae take up wi' Kriminal."

"Listen up, ye ghetto reject. No' only are ye anither thing that's wrang wi' America, wi' yer gang links an' so on, but ye've got some fuckin' cheek. America's the best at everythin', there's naebody better than the Yanks? Ah've never heard such bullshite in mah life, Ah swear tae God. Listen pal, America… is… shite."

"It's full o' pimps, hookers like that Pamela bitch, an' has crime rates tae pit Osama Bin Laden tae shame. Murder, rape, child abuse, assault, robbery… ye name it, it's common ower here. Whit has American given the world? Mair crime, an' mair arseholes like ye. Whereas it wis Scotland that gave the world everythin' useful - the television, the telephone, tarmac, an' penicillin, tae name but a few. An' no' only that, but us Scots are jist simply better people, an' mair successful - jist look at the IWF fir proof o' that."

"But Kriminal, the icin' on the cake came when ye said ye could kick mah arse. Oh, could ye indeed? Ah dinnae think sae. But, seein' as how ye seem tae, why don't ye pit yer money where yer mouth is, an' BRING IT ON?!?! Aye, that's richt Kriminal, me, ye, Meltdown. Ah'll see ye there, ye silly little prick."

"An' when Ah dae, when Ah beat Kriminal aroond that ring on Meltdown, Ah'll be daein' it as the GWA Heavyweight Champion. Cause the nicht, Ah meet Mr Happyhead in a Three Stages O' Hell Match, an' Ah'll tell ye whit, it'll only take two o' thae stages fir me tae be champion. We willnae even reach the Hell In A Cell bit, cause Ah am quite simply gonnae beat the livin' shite oot o' Happyhead way afore that."

"Ah bet ye thought ye were dead guid, did ye no'? Attackin' me like that on Meltdown, hittin' me wi' a sledgehammer, then performin' yer wee repertoire? Aye, well, guess whit? It wisnae a guid idea, ye fuckin' moron. Cause aye, mah ribs may be hurtin', aye, Ah may no' be at 100%, but Ah am aboot tae walk oot tae that ring, an' teach ye a lesson ye'll never forget."

"Nae matter whit injury Ah'm carryin', nae matter whit condition Ah'm in, Ah will always be better than ye, Happyhead. Fact is, ye're American, Ah'm Scottish, that automatically makes me better. An' the nicht, Ah'm gonnae prove it - prove it tae ye, prove it tae these moronic New Yorkers, an' prove it tae the world watchin' live on pay-per-view television."

"First, Ah'll prove that Ah'm the better wrestler, in the straight wrestlin' part o' the match. Ah'll out-wrestle ye, Ah'll show that Ah am the best, an' Ah'll pin ye 1-2-3. Then, Ah'll prove Ah'm the better fichter. This is where it gets fun, cause Ah'll get tae use whitever Ah want tae beat yer pathetic wee carcass aw aroond this arena, tae make ye bleed, an' tae make ye suffer. An', by God, Ah'm gonnae make ye suffer, cause naebody does whit ye did tae me on Meltdown an' gets away wi' it."

"Aye, Ah'll gie ye a beatin' like ye've never had afore, an' Ah'll pin ye 1-2-3 tae become champion. But if, by some miraculous stroke o' luck, ye manage tae win yin o' thae first two faws, ye've nae chance in the last yin. Hell In A Cell, bitch - nae runnin', nae hidin', nae escape. Ah will beat ye within an inch o' yer shitey wee life in there, an' Ah will be champion. Ah promise ye."

"An' then, when Ah am champion, it seems Ah'm gonnae be makin' mah first defence against a Nazi. Well, ye wee German fuck, ye Nazi bastards bombed mah country in the War, an' Ah'll tell ye somethin' else - if it hadnae been for the Scots battalions, the Allies wouldnae have won the War. It's a fact, an' ye aw ken it. So, Blitz, when we meet, it'll be like the War aw ower again. A Scottish Warrior, kickin' a Nazi fuck's arse aw ower the shop. Ah'll see ye soon Blitz - In fact, Ah'm lookin' forward tae it."

"Happyhead, the clock is tickin'. The seconds are flyin' by, the time is gettin' shorter… shorter… until it's time fir ye tae suffer. That time is now, Happyhead, it's time tae get yer arse beat. Ah'll see ye in the ring, dickhead, but remember - Ah am gonnae win that belt, it's inevitable. Why? Cause Ah'm SCOTTISH… and YOU… ARE… NNNOOOTTT!!!!!!"

TSW throws the microphone down, picks up the Scotland flag resting beside him, and storms off down the corridor towards ringside. The camera watches him leave, and as JF screams that the main event is next, and we shouldn't miss it for the world, Genesis fades to another promo for the next pay-per-view offering from the GWA.

We come back, and find ourselves backstage, with TSW walking towards ringside. He rounds a corner, and comes face-to-face with Blitz! The no.1 contender for the title TSW is about to wrestle for stares at the big Scot, who stares right back. JF says that the tension is thick here, and this could explode at any second, but just after he says that, a smirk crosses Blitz's face, and he moves aside, letting TSW pass.

TSW slowly edges past Blitz, never taking his eyes off the German Wall. The same smirk stays on Blitz's face, as he watches TSW head to the ring. We cut back to ringside, and JF says that anticipation is building here, as it's time for tonight's main event, in which the first-ever GWA Heavyweight Champion will be crowned!

A roll of footage is shown depicting how TSW and Mr Happyhead progressed to this stage, before we see some clips of what the two have had to say for themselves recently. The camera then shows the Hell In A Cell hanging ominously above the ring, and JF reminds everyone that imposing structure will be used to decide this contest if a third fall is required, as Rufio's instrumental "The Wrath" hits, and the fans erupt into deafening boos.

Mr Happyhead walks out onto the stage, dressed, as usual, all in yellow, and with his mask firmly in place. The near 6'8" behemoth strides down to the ring, expertly avoiding the abuse and rubbish thrown at him from the fans. He rolls into the ring, and bounces off the ropes, before leaning in one corner, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.

Then, the arena darkens, the bagpipe-laden anthem that is the Dropkick Murphy's "Cadence To Arms" kicks in, and the fans actually cheer for the entrance of The Scottish Warrior! JF says that the fans can't possibly like TSW, and Flash points out that the Scot is probably preferable to Happyhead in the eyes of the fans. JF nods, as TSW makes his signatory entrance, waving his Scotland flag proudly in the air.

TSW stares at Happyhead in the ring, and lays his flag at ringside, before sliding inside. The two men stare at each other, unblinking, as JF says that the tension and anticipation here right now is unbearable. The referee finishes his pre-match checks, and calls for the bell, getting this first-ever Heavyweight Title match, and tonight's main event, underway!

First fall - Straight wrestling

TSW and Happyhead circle each other warily, trying to psyche each other out. JF says that this is bound to be an incredibly tense encounter, thanks to the high stakes involved, and Flash agrees. The two men in the ring lock up in a test of strength, but neither man gets the advantage. They break the grapple, and begin to circle each other again, as the fans begin to urge them on.

TSW and Happyhead lock up again, and this time, Happyhead gets the advantage. He knees TSW in the gut a few times, before whipping him to the ropes. As TSW comes back, Happyhead bends for a backdrop, but the big Scot leapfrogs him. TSW comes back off the second set of ropes, and leaps into the air, nailing Happyhead with a big-time flying clothesline!

Happyhead hits the canvas, as the crowd cheer loudly, before booing again as Happyhead is quickly back to his feet. Happyhead lunges at TSW, and the two men begin to brawl, trading hard right and left hands with each other. JF says this has exploded here, as TSW rocks Happyhead with a huge right hook. Happyhead staggers back against the ropes, but rebounds off them, and connects with a big boot to TSW's face, sending him down to the mat.

Happyhead stomps away on TSW, then drags him up, and whips him hard to the corner. JF says that's not going to do those injured ribs of TSW's any good at all, as TSW slumps against the turnbuckle, and Happyhead follows in with a splash, squashing the Scot in the corner. TSW slumps down to the canvas, and Happyhead begins to sink his boot into his ribs, stomping the proverbial mudhole in him.

TSW manages to roll out of the ring, away from Happyhead's onslaught. On the outside, he bends double in pain, clutching his ribs. In the ring, Happyhead bounces off the ropes, then nails a baseball slide under the bottom rope, catching TSW right in the side of the head! Under the impact, TSW falls head-first into the guardrail, and slumps over it, as Happyhead gets to his feet on the outside.

Happyhead walks up the ring steps, and measures TSW, before leaping off with a big elbow to the back of the Auchenheath native's head! TSW slumps down to the floor, and Flash says that Happyhead is totally dominant here at the moment. JF agrees, but says that it could turn around at any moment, as Happyhead drags TSW back to his feet, then whips him hard into the crowd barrier, further injuring his ribs.

TSW slumps against the barrier, and Happyhead runs at him, clotheslining him over it into the crowd. TSW lands hard on the concrete floor, and lies prone, as Happyhead rolls quickly in and out of the ring, stopping the referee's count. JF says that was clever from Happyhead, as he doesn't want this first fall to end in a draw. Happyhead climbs up onto the guardrail, and balances on it, before jumping off, and nailing TSW with a leg-drop across the throat!

Flash says that TSW is taking a right good beating here, as Happyhead trash-talks the big Scot, before dragging him up. JF points out that the referee has clearly decided to let this one go, as he is now in amongst the crowd with the two wrestlers, as Happyhead nails TSW with a succession of hard right hands. Happyhead then picks TSW up, and slams him to the concrete, before dropping a hard elbow.

Happyhead gets to his feet, and taunts the fans around him. The fans respond by hurling abuse at the Yellow One, and this seems to anger him. Happyhead suddenly whips around, grabs a little kid, and drives him to the floor with The Abortion! The arena falls silent in shock, as the kid's mother kneels over him, hysterical. Happyhead laughs, and grabs TSW, before hurling him back over the barrier to ringside, as JF lets loose a barrage of expletives relevant to Happyhead and his actions.

Happyhead pulls TSW up, and throws him head-first into the ring steps, sending them clattering all over the ringside area. The fans, now recovered from the shock, start hurling serious abuse at Happyhead, and actually begin cheering for TSW! JF says that's the first time he's ever heard that, except when the IWF toured Scotland, as Happyhead picks TSW up, slams his head off the ringpost, then rolls him into the ring.

Happyhead hops up onto the ring apron, then climbs the turnbuckle. He flips off the fans, as the heat becomes deafening, before leaping off with a big elbow. At the last second though, TSW moves out of the way, and Happyhead connects with nothing but canvas! JF says that this could be TSW's chance to get himself back into this contest, as both men lie on the mat, breathing heavily.

TSW pulls himself up using the ropes, as at the same time, Happyhead slowly gets to his feet. TSW leans on the ropes, and tries to shake the cobwebs loose. Happyhead runs at him, but TSW sees him coming, and backdrops Happyhead over the top rope, sending him crashing hard to the floor on the outside, to a big pop from the crowd!

TSW climbs through the ropes, then jumps off the apron, delivering a double axe-handle to Happyhead's back. TSW then stomps away at Happyhead, before dragging him up, and whipping him hard into the other set of steps. Happyhead hits the steps shoulder-first, and lies prone, as TSW walks over to him. Flash says that TSW is turning things around here, as the Scot pulls Happyhead up, and drags him over to the announce table.

TSW slams Happyhead's face off the announce table a couple of times, then throws him back into the ring, before following him in. TSW stomps on Happyhead, then pulls him up, and sends him to the ropes. Happyhead ducks TSW's attempted clothesline as he comes back, only to get caught in a powerslam as he rebounds for the second time! TSW floats over into the cover, one… two… kick-out!

Flash says that was a damn near-fall for the first pinning attempt of the contest, as TSW gets back up, and pulls Happyhead up with him. TSW goes to hit Happyhead with a right hand, but Happyhead blocks it, and then drives his knee into TSW's ribs. TSW bends double in pain, as JF comments that Happyhead is going to exploit that weak point as much as possible during this contest. Happyhead grabs TSW, and plants him with a DDT, then goes for the cover. One… Two… TSW gets his shoulder up.

JF talks about how close that was, as Happyhead doesn't let up, and pulls TSW to his feet. He sends him to the ropes, and lifts him into the air as he comes back, then nails the Drop Into Depression! Flash yells that Happyhead could have this first fall sewn up, as he makes the cover… One… Two… Thr… TSW somehow gets his shoulder up!

The fans go wild, as JF yells he can't believe that TSW kicked out. Flash says neither can he, and certainly neither can Happyhead, as the camera shows the Yellow One holding his head in his hands. He gets to his feet, and begins to remonstrate with the referee, who insists it was only a 2-count. Happyhead shoves the referee in anger, but the referee is having none of it, and shoves Happyhead right back!

The fans cheer loudly, as Flash yells that this referee is going to stand for no nonsense. Happyhead stares at the referee, and looks set to attack him, when TSW comes up behind him, spins him around, and nails the Lion Rampant! The fans go wild, as TSW covers, and the referee drops to his knees, and makes a suspiciously-quick three-count!

Winner of 1st fall via Pinfall: The Scottish Warrior

JF yells that TSW has won the first fall here, as the Scot instantly rolls out of the ring, lifts up the apron, and looks underneath for weapons. Flash says that TSW now has a distinct advantage, then mentions the Hardcore stipulation of this second fall, as TSW throws a variety of weapons into the ring. Chairs, trashcans, trashcan lids, a Singapore cane, a fire extinguisher, and a couple of pieces of piping rain into the ring, before TSW brings out the pièce de resistance - two tables!

Second fall - Hardcore match

The fans cheer loudly at the sight of the assortment of weapons, as JF says that TSW is taking these Hardcore rules to heart. Flash adds that the 30-second rest period is up, as TSW sets one of the tables up at ringside, then slides into the ring, and picks up the Singapore cane. He approaches Happyhead, but is surprised as he is sprayed in the face with the contents of the fire extinguisher, courtesy of the Yellow One!

TSW staggers around blinded, clutching his eyes, as Happyhead gets to his feet. Happyhead swings at TSW with the fire extinguisher, clocking him over the head with it! JF mentions that's the trademark of Psycho, TSW's brother, as TSW crashes to the canvas. Happyhead beats on TSW with the extinguisher, before throwing it away, and picking the Scot up.

Happyhead whips TSW hard into the corner, then follows in with a big boot to the face. TSW slumps down to the canvas, as Happyhead picks up a trashcan. He places it over TSW's head, then picks up a piece of steel piping. The Yellow One raises the pipe in the air, prompting loud heat from the fans, but he just laughs, before driving the pipe against the trashcan, sending shockwaves reverberating around TSW's body!

Happyhead continues beating on TSW, until the trashcan is almost unrecognisable. JF says that the Scot must be out of it now, as Happyhead pulls the wrecked trashcan off TSW, and throws it to the outside. The camera zooms in on TSW, as blood pours down his face. Flash comments that he has been busted open pretty badly, as Happyhead laughs at the sight of TSW's blood, then drags the former IWF champion to his feet.

Happyhead drives a number of short, sharp right hands into TSW's forehead, then whips him against the ropes. TSW comes back, and Happyhead grabs him, then nails a huge belly-to-belly suplex, sending TSW crashing down on top of one of the steel chairs in the ring! TSW cries out in pain as his back hits the steel, before Happyhead makes the cover. The referee counts, as JF shouts that Happyhead is about to win this second fall… One… Two… Thr… NO!!! TSW kicks out!

Flash yells he can't believe that TSW kicked out there after the punishment he's just taken, as Happyhead shakes his head in disbelief. He doesn't argue with the referee though, and JF says it looks as though he's learned from his earlier mistake, as he instead drags TSW back up. Happyhead grabs hold of TSW, and throws him bodily over the top rope to the outside. TSW lands hard on the ringside floor, as Happyhead looks about him, then picks up the Singapore cane.

Happyhead climbs to the top, as TSW is on his hands and knees on the outside, trying to catch his breath. Happyhead steadies himself, then leaps off the top, driving the cane into TSW's skull! TSW collapses to the floor, only for Happyhead to drag him up, measure him, then literally snap the cane over the Scot's head!

A "holy shit" chant starts up, as Happyhead throws away the broken cane, then pulls TSW to his feet. He whips the Scot hard into the ringpost, and as he staggers back, nails a vicious powerslam onto the arena floor! JF yells that could have broken TSW's back, as Happyhead makes the cover. Flash reminds us it's Hardcore rules, so falls count anywhere… One… Two… Kick-out!

Flash says that TSW is displaying incredible resiliency here, and JF comments it was that resiliency that helped make him a record-breaking 5-time IWF champion. Happyhead doesn't let up, stomping a couple of times on TSW, before pulling him up, and slamming his head off the announce table. Happyhead then rolls TSW up on the announce table, as JF and Flash scatter out of the way.

Happyhead climbs up alongside TSW, then lifts him up. JF screams at him not to do it, as Flash yells that Happyhead is looking for the Drop Into Depression, but TSW manages to counter it, and drop down behind Happyhead! Happyhead turns around, surprised, only to be met by a boot to the gut, followed by the Saltire through the table!!!

The fans go wild, and an even louder "holy shit" chant begins, as both TSW and Happyhead lie motionless amid the wreckage of the table. JF screams that both these guys are broken in half, and Flash says there's no way they're going to be able to continue, as the referee checks on both men. Suddenly, TSW rolls over, and drapes his arm over Happyhead's limp body. JF screams that the Scot could have it here… One… Two… Thre… NO!!! Happyhead just got his shoulder off the floor!!!

Flash screams he can't believe that, and JF yells that TSW was only about half-an-inch from becoming the first-ever GWA Heavyweight Champion. Slowly, both men begin to stir amid the wreckage, and eventually crawl out of it. They pull themselves up by the guardrail, and stand on opposite sides of the wrecked table, breathing heavily, before each looking up, and locking eyes. The two men stare holes through each other, then stagger towards each other, and begin to trade weak punches.

The brawl continues on the outside, before TSW manages to get a small advantage. He boots Happyhead in the gut, then throws him inside the ring, before rolling in himself. TSW picks up two trashcan lids, and as Happyhead gets to his knees, TSW makes his head the filling in a steel sandwich! TSW drops the lids, then falls on top of Happyhead. The referee counts, but again, Happyhead somehow gets his shoulder up before three!

JF says that this is one hell of a contest, and whoever wins it will deserve to be the first Heavyweight Champion, as TSW slowly stands up. He pulls Happyhead up alongside him, hits him with a couple of right hands, and then sends him to the ropes. As Happyhead rebounds, TSW picks up the fire extinguisher used earlier, and drives it into Happyhead's ribs, sending the Yellow One somersaulting to the canvas! TSW covers, but again Happyhead kicks out!

Flash comments that TSW can't afford to get frustrated here, as the Scot shakes his head in disbelief and exasperation. He pulls Happyhead up, but is surprised by an elbow to the gut, which Happyhead follows up with a snap DDT! TSW's head bounces off the canvas, as Happyhead picks up the chair at his feet. He pulls TSW up, and smashes the chair off his head with sickening impact, sending the Auchenheath native staggering into the corner!

TSW slumps in the corner, and Happyhead walks over to him. He grabs TSW's legs, and splays them over the two sets of ropes on either side of the Scot, then places the chair in-between, covering TSW's genitals. JF says he doesn't like the look of this, and Flash says he can't watch, as Happyhead takes a run-up, then boots the chair into TSW's balls, nailing America's Funniest Home Video!

A collective groan of sympathy goes up from all the males in attendance, as TSW slumps to the canvas, his eyes rolled back in his head, and holding his balls. Happyhead pulls him to the centre of the ring, and then applies the Ball Buster! TSW screams in pain, and JF shouts that after America's Funniest Home Video, the pain of that move must be excruciating. TSW tries desperately to reach the ropes, but to no avail, and so he taps out, giving Happyhead the second fall!

Winner of 2nd fall via Submission: Mr Happyhead

JF yells that it's all square again now, as Happyhead relinquishes the hold, and TSW rolls away, holding his balls in pain. Happyhead leans against one corner, TSW sits against the opposite one, as the camera pans upward, to show the Hell In A Cell slowly descending from the roof of Madison Square Garden. The fans cheer loudly as the Cell lowers, but save the biggest pop for when it touches down, and the bell rings to signify the beginning of the third, and final fall.

Third fall - Hell In A Cell Match

Flash says that the winner of this fall will be the first-ever GWA Heavyweight Champion, as TSW stands up, and he and Happyhead approach each other. TSW wipes blood from his face, as the two men go face-to-face, trash-talking, before exploding in a flurry of rights and lefts! The fans go nuts, as the brawl continues unabated, until Happyhead gives himself the advantage with a blatant rake to the eyes.

The fans boo, as TSW clutches his eyes, before Happyhead grabs him, and nails a suplex. JF points out that it's still incredibly dangerous in there, as even though the Hardcore fall has finished, there are still a number of weapons scattered around both the ring and the floor between the ring and the Cell wall. Flash points out the two tables as well, one set up outside the ring, the other lying on the mat, as Happyhead drags TSW back up.

Happyhead tries to whip TSW to the ropes, but TSW reverses it, and delivers a big boot to his opponent's face as he comes back. Happyhead hits the mat, and TSW drops a quick elbow, before dragging him back up, and throwing him hard over the top rope, right into the steel wall of the Cell! Happyhead falls to the floor, as TSW steps through the ropes, and joins him on the outside.

TSW stomps on Happyhead a couple of times, then pulls him up, and throws him face-first into the steel. TSW repeats this a number of times, before grabbing hold of Happyhead's head, and raking his masked face along the steel. Happyhead cries out in pain, before TSW lets go, and then sinks a vicious kick to the Yellow One's ribs.

Happyhead lies on the floor, as TSW rolls into the ring, and picks up the table. He sets it up in the centre of the ring, then turns around, just as Happyhead climbs onto the apron. TSW runs at him, but Happyhead pulls the rope down, and as Flash yells "Low bridge!", TSW flies over the top rope, and crashes hard to the outside!

Happyhead stands on the apron, then leaps off with a leg-drop to the back of TSW's head. He then quickly pulls TSW up, and slams his head against the ring-post, before throwing him against the Cell wall. Happyhead repeats this a number of times, until blood again flows freely down TSW's face, as Flash says that Happyhead just completely lost it there.

Happyhead rakes his fingers across TSW's open wound, causing him to cry out in pain, before dragging him back to his feet. The Yellow One then whips TSW against the steel, and as he staggers away from the wall, he grabs him, and nails a huge belly-to-belly suplex, sending TSW crashing through the table on the outside!

JF yells that it has to be over now, as Happyhead pulls TSW up, and rolls him into the ring. Flash points out that the time taken to do that may have given TSW valuable seconds to recover, and JF says Happyhead realises that too, as he doesn't go for the cover, preferring instead to scale the turnbuckle. Happyhead leaps off with an attempted splash, but TSW gets his knees up, and they drive into Happyhead's gut!

Happyhead rolls away from TSW, clutching his gut in pain and breathing irregularly, as the fans cheer on the Auchenheath native. Both men are down, and JF says that this match has taken a hell of a lot out of them both, but it's not over yet. Slowly, TSW begins to stir, and he eventually manages to drag himself upright, just as Happyhead begins to move around.

TSW staggers over to Happyhead, and pulls him up, before hitting him with a few weak right hands. TSW then grabs Happyhead, and sets him up for the Saltire, but Happyhead counters with a big back body drop, sending TSW careering over the top to the outside! TSW lands hard, and lies still, as Happyhead leans on the ropes, trying to recover somewhat.

Happyhead slides out of the ring, and looks underneath, then pulls out a trashcan. He lays it on the floor, then stomps on TSW a couple of times, before pulling him up. Happyhead yells something at the crowd, who respond with loud jeers, before setting TSW up for a suplex. TSW manages to block it though, and Happyhead tries again, with the same result. Suddenly, TSW drops to his knees, and low-blows Happyhead, before standing up, and hitting a titanic overhead suplex, sending Happyhead crashing into the cage wall! Under the force of the impact, the wall gives way, and Happyhead ends up lying on the outside of the Cell!

JF says he can't believe this, these two men have broken the Cell, as TSW staggers over to the prone body of Happyhead. He pulls him up, but as Happyhead gets to his feet, he manages to knee TSW in the gut, then nail a desperation DDT, planting TSW's head on the arena floor! Flash says that both these guys are going through Hell here, and JF says their bodies can't possibly take much more of this, as both men lie motionless, and the fans cheer loudly.

Eventually, Happyhead stirs, and manages to drag himself up. He has been busted wide open, and blood runs down his face, as he staggers about, then begins to climb the Cell wall! Flash says that Happyhead has clearly lost his mind here, and JF says that both men have taken a huge beating, and may not be totally aware of their actions. Happyhead continues to climb, as TSW slowly comes round, and gets to his feet. TSW looks around, then up, and spots Happyhead climbing. He shouts something in broad Scots, then follows Happyhead up the Cell wall!

Happyhead reaches the top, and rolls onto the Cell roof, as TSW continues to climb. Happyhead stands up, just as TSW grabs the edge of the roof. The Yellow One begins to stomp on TSW's fingers, trying to loosen his grip, and succeeds with one hand! TSW hangs precariously from the Cell roof by one hand, as JF screams that this is insanely dangerous, and Flash tells everyone that it's at least a 20ft drop to the floor from there, probably more.

Happyhead continues trying to cause TSW to lose his grip, but as he bends down to punch at TSW's head, the Scot comes back with a desperation uppercut, knocking Happyhead flat on his back on the Cell roof. TSW quickly pulls himself up, and both men get to their feet, then instantly begin to brawl. Happyhead backs TSW precariously close to the edge, but TSW battles back, forcing Happyhead back towards the middle of the roof.

TSW rocks Happyhead with a big left hand, and instantly seizes on the opportunity, booting Happyhead hard in the gut. Instantly, the Scot grabs Happyhead, and then slams him onto the Cell roof with the Braveheart Bomb! Under the impact, the roof gives way, and Happyhead falls through the roof, through the table in the ring, and to the mat!

JF screams that Happyhead must be dead, as the loudest-yet chants of "Holy shit" start up. Flash says that if TSW can just get into the ring and make the cover, he'll be champion, as there is no way on God's green Earth that Happyhead will kick out after falling 20ft through a steel roof and a wooden table, onto unforgiving canvas. JF agrees, as TSW stands atop the Cell, looking down through the hole in the roof at the motionless body of Happyhead.

A smile crosses TSW's face, and he raises his arms in the air. JF says that TSW can't possibly be doing what he thinks he is, and Flash yells that this is total insanity, as TSW bellows "FREEDOM!!!", then leaps down through the hole in the roof, and onto Happyhead's body, with the Scottish Splash! The fans go nuts, and JF screams he can't believe that, but the force of the impact rolls both men over, so Happyhead is on top of TSW! Flash shouts that it can't end like this, as the referee drops, and makes the count… One… Two… THREE!!!!!! Happyhead wins it!!!

The fans boo loudly, as JF screams that Mr Happyhead is the first-ever GWA Heavyweight Champion, after a hell of a war with TSW. Flash says that Happyhead got lucky, as the force of the impact from the Scottish Splash turned both men over so he was covering TSW, as the Cell begins to raise.

Both men remain motionless in the ring, as "The Wrath" hits, and the referee raises Happyhead's limp arm. He then drapes the title over Happyhead's prone body, before signalling for EMTs, who promptly run to the ring. JF says that both men gave it their all here in a hell of a match, and Flash agrees, then wonders if these guys will be able to compete any time soon. The paramedics continue to work on both men, as JF shouts that we're out of time, quickly reminds everyone not to miss Meltdown, then bids the viewers good night…