Keith Kincaid: Oh man, this is going to be great Trent. These two men are going to tear each other apart!

"King Of My World" by Saliva hits the loud speakers as the fans begin to boo loudly as Kevin Conner comes out. Conner has a determined look on his face as he walks down the rampway and slides underneath the bottom rope which is now barb wire. Getting into the ring, Conner begins to pace around as he looks around at all the glass tables outside the ring. His music cuts off as there is a sudden silence in the air which is quickly broken by chants for Fudge.

Trent Brown: Well the people here in New York City sure love Fudge!

Conner hears their chants and begins to grow irate as "Superstar" by Saliva hits the loud speakers. The fans erupt into cheers as Fudge comes out from the back with the International Championship around his waist. He stops at the top of the rampway and stares down Conner in the ring. Fudge slowly unstraps his International Championship belt from his waist and places it down on the rampway before him. Without thinking twice, Fudge rushes the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope and the two are quickly tied up in a fist fight as the bell rings, declaring this match officially underway!

Trent Brown: And here we go, this Three Stages to Heaven match is underway!

Fudge quickly gets the better of Conner as he delivers hard forearm shots to Conner's face. Fudge sends Conner reeling back into the barb wire ropes as the barb wire begins to rip and tear as his back. After another good forearm shot to Conner, Fudge grabbed ahold of him and irish whipped him across the ring. Conner managed to stop his momentum before he ran into the barbwire ropes and he turned around to see Fudge rushing at him. Reacting quickly, Conner went down and delivered a Drop Toe Hold to Fudge, sending Fudge's head crashing into the bottom rope of barb wire!

Trent Brown: Oh my God! Conner dropping Fudge's face right into that barb wire and Fudge is already busted open!

Keith Kincaid: Well that didn't take long!

Fudge stumbles up to his feet as Conner grabs him from behind and locks his arms around Fudge's waist. Conner then falls backwards, dropping Fudge on the back of his head but Conner keeps his arms wrapped around Fudge! Conner pulls Fudge up again and, again, drops him on the back of his head.

Trent Brown: Conner now starting to dictate this pace as he begins hitting a series of German Suplexs on Fudge!

Conner lifts Fudge up for a third German Suplex but Fudge counters it as he keeps his feet grounded which frusterates Conner. Conner uses all of his strength to lift Fudge up but in the process he uses too much strength and Fudge flips right through the German Suplex, landing on his feet!

Trent Brown: What a counter by Fudge!

Conner gets up to his feet, thinking that Fudge is on the ground. Fudge quickly comes from behind Conner and wraps his arms around Conner's waist and plants him down on the back of his head with a German Suplex!

Trent Brown: Fudge with a page out of Conner's book with that German Suplex and now the momentum has shifted to Fudge!

The fans begin chanting for tables but Fudge keeps his focus on Conner as he ascends the top rope and balances himself up there for a brief instant before flying off backwards and hitting a picture perfect Moonsault!

Trent Brown: A beautiful Moonsault there by Fudge and Fudge could have this first fall taken care of!

One... Two... Kick out! Fudge gets off of Conner and pulls Conner to his feet, hoping to stay on the offensive here. Fudge his a series of hard forearms to the face of Conner, sending Conner backpeddling to the barb wire ropes. Once up against the ropes, Fudge hooks Conner's arms around the top rope and middle rope, locking them in place and trapping Conner. Fudge backs away and admires his handiwork as Conner struggles to get free.

Trent Brown: Things aren't looking too good for Kevin Conner right now Keith.

Keith Kincaid: No they aren't Trent.

Fudge backs away from Conner a couple steps and then charges and drives his shoulder right into Conner's unprotected gut. Fudge backs up again and repeats this method, driving the air out of Conner's lungs. Fudge backs up one last time and then does it again, one last time for good measure before the referee finally convinces Fudge to lay off. The ref pushes Fudge away from Conner and begins to try and free Conner as Fudge gets a better idea. Fudge rolls out of the ring and goes ringside and grabs himself a steel chair and holds it up high for everyone to see, getting a huge reaction out of the crowd.

Trent Brown: Now what on earth is he going to do with that!?

Conner sees the steel chair as well as he begins pleading with the referee to free him but the ref is having his own problems as the barb wire is cutting into his hands, making this task a lot more difficult. Fudge hops up onto the apron and looks dead straight into the eyes of Kevin Conner as a evil grin comes across Fudge's face.

Keith Kincaid: Wait a minute Trent, you don't think that Fudge is going to...

Trent Brown: There's no way he could Keith, Conner is too far away.

Fudge soaks up the emotion from the crowd as Conner is shaking his head, now trying to plead with Fudge not to do this. But Conner's words fall upon deaf ears as Fudge leaps up onto the top rope of barbed wire and springboards off, flying all the way across the ring and driving the steel chair right into Conner's head, the momentum freeing Conner's arms and sending him toppling over the top rope!

Trent Brown: Oh my God! Oh my God! Fudge just leapt all the way across the ring from one side to the other and connected on the Van Fudginator V2!

The fans began chanting "Holy Shit," unable to believe what they just saw as Fudge rolls around the ring, the move taking an equal ammount of him as it did his opponent. Speaking of which, Conner lay motionless on the outside as blood began flowing from a gash in his forehead, caused from when Fudge drove that steel chair into his face.

Keith Kincaid: I don't believe what we just saw Trent!

Trent Brown: That was an amazing move and if you ask the question that Fudge doesn't have it in him anymore then take a look at this again folks.

The HWATron shows the replay of the move as the crowd's chants change from "Holy Shit!" to "Fudge!" As if hearing their chants, Fudge makes it to his feet and poses for the crowd as Conner begins to stumble up as well, a bit disoriented. Seeing Conner up, Fudge quickly began to ascend to the top of the turnbuckle as the fans waited anxiously to see another high flying manuever.

Trent Brown: Now what is Fudge going to do Keith?

Keith Kincaid: You never know what Fudge is going to do Trent.

Fudge patiently waited on the turnbuckle until Conner was standing up-right. Fudge then jumped off and wrapped his legs around Conner's head. Fudge then spun around and flipped Conner off of his feet with a Hurricanranna!

Trent Brown: What a move by Fudge there and... wait a minute, Fudge is down here and he appears to be hurt!

Keith Kincaid: I think his head bounced off one of those glass tables at ringside Trent!

The HWATron lit up again as it showed a replay of the move, this time from a different angle. Sure enough, you see Fudge's head bounce off one of the glass tables at ringside. In fact, the table appeared to break a little bit from the impact. Fudge rolled around on the ground holding his head as Conner recovered his senses. Seeing Fudge down, Conner took advantage of the situation by pulling a ladder out from underneath the ring.

Keith Kincaid: Someone should go tell Kevin Conner that this isn't a Ladder Match.

Conner set the ladder up outside the ring near where the rampway was. Conner then made his way over to Fudge and pulled him up to his feet. Wrapping his arm around Fudge's head, Conner fell backwards, driving Fudge's face right down onto the concrete on the outside!

Trent Brown: Oh dear God, the Soul Searcher on the outside by Kevin Conner and I think Fudge may have a concussion here!

Conner picks up Fudge again but, this time, places him on the glass table that Fudge had hit his head off of. Conner delivered a couple hard rights to Fudge's face for good measure, making sure that Fudge wasn't going anywhere. Conner then began to ascend the ladder as the crowd began to get up out of their seats to witness what was about to happen.

Trent Brown: Oh my God, Conner can't honostly be thinking this.

Conner got to the top of the ladder as he balanced himself up on it and looked all the way down at Fudge. Taking a deep breath, Conner launched himself up off of the ladder and flew all the way down onto Fudge, connecting on a high impact One Of A Kind!

Trent Brown: Conner just flew off that ladder and connected on a One Of A Kind onto Fudge, driving himself and Fudge through that table!

Keith Kincaid: Did you see that table explode Trent!? I mean, it literally exploded! I tell you, both these guys are nuts!

Fudge lay motionless on the concrete as Conner lay beside him, squirming around from the pain as the fans chanted "Holy Shit" in disbelief as to what they just saw.

Keith Kincaid: Well that's it Trent, this match is over. There's no way that these two guys can continue after that.

Medical personal and referees ran down the rampway and began to attend to Conner and Fudge. Conner shoved away any help as they attended to what appeared to be an unconscious Fudge. Somehow, Conner managed to make it to his feet as he made his way over towards Fudge who was being attended to by a horde of people. Conner pushed his way through the crowd and got to Fudge. Conner pulled Fudge up to his feet and rolled him into the ring, stating that this match wasn't over.

Trent Brown: Well I don't think Fudge is any shape to compete right now but Conner wants this match to continue.

The medical personal and referees tried to restrain Conner, telling him that Fudge wasn't fit to compete now but this only angered Conner as he began taking out the refs and medical crew. After disposing of them, Conner slid into the ring and made the cover on Fudge as the referee for the match got down and made the count. One... Two... Three! The ref ordered for the bell to be rung as Conner had just won the First Fall in this Three Steps to Heaven Match.

Trent Brown: Well I can't say that I'm not surprised by Fudge not being able to kick out. After all, he just got driven through a Glass Table for God sakes.

Conner got to his feet and raised his hands up in the air in victory as stage hands and crew members quickly began to get to work, setting the match up for the second fall. Conner suddenly came to the conclusion that Fudge was still down and ripe for the picking as he got back down and made the cover. At first the ref hesitated, stating that there was to be a break in between matches but Conner ordered the ref to get down and make the count before he put him through a glass table. Reluctantly, the ref did as he was told.

Trent Brown: Well now this isn't right, there's no way Fudge will be able to kick out! There's supposed to get some down time in-between falls Keith!

Keith Kincaid: Well I guess Conner doesn't need any down time.

Trent Brown: Don't tell me that this is how it's going to end!

One... Two... Thre-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: Fudge kicked out! Fudge kicked out! I don't believe it!

Conner looked at the ref in disbelief as the ref only held up two fingers. Conner got back down on Fudge and made the cover again as the ref made the count again. One... Two... Th-Kick Out!

Keith Kincaid: Fudge kicked out again! How's he doing that!?

Conner was beginning to get upset now as he made the cover once more. The ref, yet again, made the count. One... Two... Thr-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: And yet again, Fudge kicks out! He doesn't know the meaning of the word "Quit."

Conner got up onto his knees and held his head in disbelief as the fans cheered on Fudge, trying to will him back into this match. Conner looked around for someway to put Fudge down and then he saw the C-4 explosives that the crew was putting on the ropes. Conner got up to his feet and made his way over to one of the crew members and snapped the C-4 explosives out of his hand as he was attaching it to the ropes.

Trent Brown: What is Conner thinking? Those C-4 explosives are for the ropes!

The crew member began to get in an argument with Conner about that very matter as Fudge managed to, somehow, make his way to his feet. Tiring of the crew members bickering, Conner told him to "fuck off" and he turned around to see Fudge standing before him. Conner's eyes opened wide as Fudge leapt into the air, looking for a Spinning Kick to the face. Instinctively, Conner went to cover his face with his hands but by doing so, he placed the C-4 right in front of his face and Fudge connected with a Van Fudginator V1 to the C-4, exploding it right in Conner's face!

Trent Brown: Oh my dear God! Fudge just hit a Van Fudginator V1 on that C-4 right in Conner's face!

The whole arena was silent as Conner lay motionless on the mat, most of his face burnt and bleeding as Fudge lay beside him, that Van Fudginator V1 taking everything out of him. The two men remained laying on the mat as the crew finished putting all the C-4 explosives on the ropes.

Trent Brown: This looks like a damn car wreck out here right now. Fudge is bleeding profusely and who knows how much internal damage has been done to him but then on the other side of this, Conner's face has just been burned by C-4 explosive!

Keith Kincaid: Well these two guys have a long history together and you knew coming into this match that they wanted to kill each other Trent.

Trent Brown: Yes, but I never believed that two human beings could put each other though this much carnage!

Fudge seemed to come to as he began to look around, wondernig what had happened. He looked over and saw Conner laying motionless and remembered the C-4 explosion. Mustering up his strength, Fudge crawled over to Conner and managed to drape his arm over Conner before collapsing to the mat. Seeing the pin attempt, the ref got down and made the count. One... Two... Thr-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: I don't believe it! Conner just kicked out!

Keith Kincaid: Barely Trent, I don't know if he would have been able to had Fudge put his whole body weight behind that cover.

The two men lay still again as they both began to muster up their strength. At about the exact same time, they both began to push themselves up off the mat as they slowly made it to their feet. Conner hit a hard right as Fudge responded with one of his own and pretty soon the two men were trading rights. Fudge ended the brawling contest with a stick kick to Conner's gut, doubling him over. Fudge then locked Conner's head and lifted up Conner's leg. After securing Conner in this move, he lifted him up, spun around, and dropped him down with a Spinning Fisherman Buster!

Trent Brown: A unique move there by Fudge as I believe he calls it the Shake Up!

Keith Kincaid: Well I think he just shook this crowd up, look at this!

Fudge pointed to the turnbuckle as the fans got up off their feet in anticipation for the upcoming move. Like a cat, Fudge leapt up onto the top turnbuckle and perched himself up there waiting to fly off. But the ref was inadvertenly in Conner's way as Conner had called the ref over for a reason. The fans began to boo as Conner suddenly lifted his foot up and kicked the ref in the stomach, sending the ref stumbling backwards into the barbwire ropes. C-4 exploded, sending the ref immediatly to the mat as the explosion shook the ropes just enough to take Fudge off balance as he fell down onto the turnbuckle, crotching himself up.

Trent Brown: Conner just shoved the referee right into that C-4 and the impact caused Fudge to lose his balance on the turnbuckle!

Keith Kincaid: And now Fudge is in a bad way here Trent!

Conner stumbled to his feet and grabbed the steel chair that Fudge had used earlier on him. Without giving it a second though, he blasted Fudge right in the face with it, almost sending Fudge toppling off of the turnbuckle. Fudge appeared to be unconscious from that shot as his body went limp on top of the turnbuckle. Seeing that the referee was down and that there was no one to stop him from continue his relentless assault on Fudge, Conner set the steel chair up on the mat. He then walked over to the barbed wire ropes and carefully detached one of the C-4 bombs. Being very careful, Conner then proceeded to attach the C-4 to the steel chair itself.

Trent Brown: Now what on earth is Conner going to do here?

Making sure everything was in place, Conner then ascended the turnbuckle as he began to pull Fudge up out of his prone position. Locking Fudge's head underneath his arm, he lifted Fudge up off the turnbuckle as Conner fell backwards, dropping Fudge's head right onto the steel chair and C-4 with a DDT! Upon impact, the C-4 exploded covering the ring with smoke!

Trent Brown: Conner just DDT'd Fudge right onto that steel chair and C-4! My God, who knows what damage has been done here tonight!

Eventually, the smoke cleared as Fudge lay prone on the mat, part of his face burned from the C-4 explosive as the steel chair stood beside him, the seat of it bent down from having connected with his face. Next to Fudge was Kevin Conner who was rolling around grabbing at his arm as it had apparently been burnt while performing that move.

Keith Kincaid: Well Trent, it looks like these two guys are still alive... at least for the moment.

Conner fight off the pain of his arm as he managed to crawl over to Fudge and make the pin cover but the ref was still down from when Conner shoved him into the C-4.

Trent Brown: Well Conner appears to have this one won but the referee is still down.

Keith Kincaid: Wait Trent! Here comes another ref!

Another ref ran down from the back and slid underneath the ropes and made the count on Fudge. One... Two... Thre-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: Fudge kicked out! Fudge just kicked out

Keith Kincaid: How did he do that Trent!?

Conner got up off the mat and looked at the ref with disbelief, unable to believe that Fudge just kicked out of that. Frusterated, Conner got right in the ref's face demanding that he call the match off but the ref refused to do so, saying that Conner would have to beat Fudge legally. This only angered Conner more as he grabbed a hold of the ref and delivered the Soul Searcher to him!

Trent Brown: And now a Soul Searcher to the referee and come on now, that was totally uncalled for!

The fans booed and began to throw trash at Conner as he looked out them with a pissed off look on his face. Conner turned his attention back to Fudge to see Fudge trying to get to his feet. Conner stood before him, marveling at how weak Fudge was at this state in time.

Trent Brown: And now that son of a bitch is laughing at Fudge's pain, this is just sick.

Fudge grabbed a hold of Conner's tights and was trying to pull himself up as Conner looked down at Fudge, loving every minute of it. Fudge gathered up enough strength to raise his head and look Conner in the eye as Conner just looked down at Fudge and smirked. But that smirk was quickly wiped off Conner's face as Fudge low blowed Conner, causing him to keel over and the fans to cheer!

Trent Brown: Fudge with a Low Blow to Conner and that'll teach him for being cocky!

Fudge rose up to his feet and began hammering away at Conner with various martial art kicks to the head and gut. Eventually, Conner was up against the barbed wire ropes, doing his best to protect himself from those dangerous feet. Fudge delivered one last stiff kick to the gut before grabbing a hold of Conner and lifting him veritcally into the air. Fudge then fell forward as both his face and Conner's face came crashing down onto the top rope of barbed wire, which then set off one of the C-4 explosives near by. The explosion sent Fudge flying 5 feet backward where as Conner was actually flipped backwards because of the blast, landing akwardly on his neck on the outside of the ring!

Trent Brown: Oh Jesus, this is too much to watch! For the love of God, stop this match before these two men kill each other.

Keith Kincaid: I think it may be too late for that Trent, neither Fudge or Conner are moving.

A deathly silence fell over the crowd as Fudge lay motionless on his back in the ring while Conner lay face-down on the concrete floor. A couple seconds passed before both men started moving, drawing sighs of relief from the crowd.

Trent Brown: This is enough damn it, these two men are still young, they still have a life ahead of them... they can fight another day.

Keith Kincaid: I don't think they want to fight another day Trent.

Fudge was first to his feet as Conner appeared to be having problems standing. Seeing Conner at a disadvantage, Fudge decided to cease the opportunity. Fudge ran up against the barbed wire ropes, totally oblivious to them cutting into his back as he, and charged towards where Conner was on the outside. Fudge then launched himself up into the air and over the ropes, spinning in mid-air before landing on top of Kevin Conner!

Trent Brown: What a high risk move there by Fudge as he connects on the Fudged Up as he calls it!

Keith Kincaid: Well it's fitting Trent, considering that is one Fudged Up move!

Fudge quickly makes it to his feet in a frenzy as the crowd cheers him on after hitting that high flying move. Hearing the crowd's chant for tables, Fudge decided to oblige them as he grabbed a nearby glass table and set it up outside the ring. Pulling Conner up, Fudge delivered a Spinning Kick to the forehead of Conner, sending Conner toppling backwards onto the glass table.

Trent Brown: Well it looks as if Fudge has caught a second wind here in this match as he appears poised and ready to put Conner through a glass table.

Fudge slides back into the ring and begins to ascend the turnbuckle much to the delight of the crowd but he stops half-way up, pondering what he wants to do.

Keith Kincaid: Well, maybe this is too crazy for even The Suicidal Chylde, Trent.

Fudge reached down over the top rope and grabbed ahold of one of the C-4 bombs. Pulling it from the ropes, Fudge looked at it as if it were speaking to him as he then turned his attention out towards the crowd.

Trent Brown: What on earth is Fudge thinking about?

Fudge suddenly strapped the C-4 to his chest as the entire crowd started chanting "Holy Shit" before Fudge had even done anything.

Trent Brown: Oh now come on Fudge, this isn't worth the risk! You can't be serious! Don't do it! Don't do it!

Fudge stepped up onto the top of the turnbuckle and balanced himself up on it as he looked down at Conner who lay prone on the glass table! Without giving it another thought, Fudge leapt off and drove his body down onto Kevin Conner with the Fudge Splash!

Trent Brown: Fudge from off the top rope just sent Conner through the glass table with the Fudge Splash!

Keith Kincaid: And he had a C-4 thrown in just for kicks! This guy isn't suicidal Trent, he's homicidal!

The C-4 exploded on impact as both men's chests were severly burned. In fact, Fudge chest appeared to be on fire as medical personal and crew members rushed out and sprayed his chest with a fire extinguisher. Conner on the other hand appeared to be done for as he lay unmoving, surrounding by shards of glass and barb wire.

Trent Brown: My God, what else are these men going to put each other through tonight!?

Fudge shoved aside any medical treatment as he pulled Conner from out of the rubble and rolled him into the ring. Fudge slid in after him as he made the pin attempt on Conner, hoping to win the second fall right here and now. Yet another referee ran down from the back and slid into the ring to make the count. One... Two... Thr-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: Conner kicked out! Conner kicked out! Somehow Kevin Conner kicked out of that and I have no idea how he did it!

Keith Kincaid: Fudge must be wondering what he has to do to keep Kevin Conner down!

Fudge was certainly beginning to doubt his ability as he began to pull Conner up but Conner cut Fudge off as he delivered a stiff low blow to Fudge, keeling Da Fudgsta over!

Trent Brown: And a cheep low blow by Kevin Conner!

Keith Kincaid: Hey, what goes around comes around Trent.

Fudge stumbled around the ring as Conner made his way over to the steel chair. Grabbing a hold of it, he turned his attention to Fudge as he charged and swung the steel chair right into his bad knee! Fudge crumpled to the ground in a heap, grabbing at his leg as Conner continued the punishment by driving the steel chair into Fudge's knee time and time again!

Trent Brown: Conner is purposely targeting Fudge's bad knee and I'm begging somebody to stop this!

Finally the ref was able to get the chair away from Conner but the damage had already been done. Fudge lay on the mat, writhing in pain as Conner looked down at his opponent with that evil smirk on his face again. Conner pulled Fudge up and lifted Fudge up onto his shoulders, Conner then lifted Fudge up off of him as he sent Fudge's head right onto the top rope as it bounced off the barbwire ropes! Fudge crumpled to the mat again as Conner made a quick cover. One... Two... Thr-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: Fudge managed to kick out there but you get the feeling that the end is near for Fudge.

Conner got up off of Fudge as he stalked behind him, trash talking Fudge as Fudge tried to get to his feet. Unable to really put any weight on his leg, he limped up to a standing position as he turned to face Conner. Conner didn't waste any time as he grabbed Fudge's legs and pulled them out from underneath him. Conner then lifted Fudge's legs straight up into the air and then stepped over, applying pressure to Fudge's legs and lower back!

Trent Brown: Conner has some type of submission locked in here, sort of looks like the Walls of...

Keith Kincaid: I believe he calls it the Career Killer, Trent!

Trent Brown: Well he may end Fudge's career right here if Fudge doesn't make it to the ropes!

Fudge screamed out in pain as he tried desperately to make it to the ropes but Conner the move firmly locked in. The fans all got behind Fudge, trying to will him to get to the ropes as he used every muscle in his upper body to drag himself towards the ropes.

Trent Brown: Fudge trying desperately here to make it those ropes because if he doesn't, then Conner will win this match. Conner won the first fall in this match and if Fudge taps out here or passes out, then Conner will be the victor.

Keith Kincaid: That's right Trent, it's Sudden Death here for Fudge.

The fans were really getting into it now as Fudge inched ever so closer to the ropes. With perhaps everything he had left in him, he extended his hand and managed to drap it across the bottom rope! The fans cheered as the referee forced Conner off of Fudge. But Conner kept his cool, knowing that it was only a matter of time. Conner walked over to the ropes and detached another C-4 explosive and then pasted it down onto the mat. Conner then stalked behind Fudge as Fudge used the barb wire ropes for leverage as he began to pull himself up. Pushing himself away from the ropes, Fudge stumbled right into Kevin Conner who delivered a quick kick to the gut of Fudge and then lifted him into the air and then planted him down head first onto the C-4 with a Sit-Out Tombstone Piledriver move!

Trent Brown: Conner just hit the Conner Driver on Fudge, driving Fudge's head right onto that C-4, my God!

Keith Kincaid: Wow, Conner had to be real careful with that move otherwise he would've burnt his ass!

Trent Brown: Well from the looks of, Fudge appeared to take the full blast from that C-4 and this one appears to be over folks. Fudge gave one hell of an effort, but it just wasn't to be tonight.

Looking to end this, Conner went into a cover as the referee made the count. One... Two... Thr-Kick Out!

Trent Brown: I don't believe it! I do not fucking believe it! Fudge kicked out!

Keith Kincaid: And from the looks of it, Conner can't believe it either!

Conner got up off the mat and right in the ref's face, unable to believe that another human being could kick out of a move like that. Clearly frusterated, Conner shoved the ref as the ref grew angry himself. The ref shoved Conner back, trying to enforce his superiority in this match. Conner appeared to recognize this as he lifted his hands into the air as if saying he wanted nothing to do with the official. He began to turn around to face Fudge but then quickly spun back and knocked the referee out with a hard right!

Trent Brown: Conner, again, just hit the referee! That's three that he's assaulted in this match already!

Conner turned his attention back to Fudge as taunted for Fudge to get up. But as hard as Fudge tried, he couldn't seem to do it. Growing impatient, Conner just pulled Fudge up to his feet and wrapped his arm around Fudge's head as he prepared him for the Trademark move. But knowing that Fudge was weak, Conner decided to delay the move for awhile and trash talk his opponent as the fans began to chant "Asshole!" Finally, after having Fudge locked in his move for about a minute, Conner fell backwards and drove Fudge's head right down onto the mat!

Trent Brown: And now the Soul Searcher to Fudge and Fudge has got to be out of this! I think he only had enough strength to kick out of that last one but I don't think he'll have enough left in him to kick out of this!

Keith Kincaid: Well he may not have to kick out Trent, the referee is still down.

Conner was about to make the pin attempt when he noticed this as well. Cursing to himself, Conner rolled Fudge onto his back using the tip of his boot. Conner then decided he would show off for the fans as he pointed to the turnbuckle, drawing more boos from the crowd.

Trent Brown: I guess since Conner can't win this match right now he wants to enflict more pain.

Conner begins to ascend the turnbuckle as he takes his time, knowing that Fudge won't be going anywhere. Getting up on top, Conner balances himself for a brief instant before flying off. But Conner may have hesitated a bit too long for Fudge managed to roll out of the way at the last second!

Trent Brown: The One Of A Kind did not connect! Fudge managed to avoid it and my God, everytime you think he's out of it he does something like that!

Fudge pushed himself to his feet as he began to balance himself on his good leg while Conner stumbled up to his feet, the air having been driven out of him when he landed hard on the canvas. Conner stumbled right into Fudge as Fudge swept Conner's legs out from underneath him while using his other leg to kick Conner right in the face as he was falling to the ground!

Trent Brown: Fudge U! Fudge U! Fudge just hit the Fudge U on Kevin Conner and he may have Conner beat here!

Because the move required Fudge to use one of his legs, he himself had crumpled to the ground after hitting his finisher. But he shut out the pain of his leg as he began to crawl towards Conner. Fudge managed to drape an arm over Conner's prone body but there was no referee official to make the count.

Trent Brown: All the refs are down, we need a referee out here damn it!

Keith Kincaid: Look, here comes a 4th one!

The referee ran down and slid into the ring and made the pin count. One... Two... Three!

Trent Brown: Yes! Yes! Fudge has won the second fall of this match up! My God, I don't think I've ever seen anything like this!

Keith Kincaid: Relax Trent, this match isn't over with yet!

The roof-less cage began to descend from the top of the ceiling as Fudge rolled off of Conner, trying to create some distance between himself and Conner so that he could recover and rest up his knee. Fudge watched as the crew quickly detached the remaining C-4 packs from the barbed wire ropes and then cleared the way as the cage settled down in it's place, locking the superstars inside of it.

Trent Brown: Well the cage is in place but you have to wonder just how much these two men have left in the tanks. They've both been bleeding since the very beginning of this match and who knows what other injuries they may have sustained here.

Keith Kincaid: Well this is the final stretch though Trent, this is where we should see these two men just suck up and give everything else they have left in them.

Conner began to make his way to his feet which prompted Fudge to take action. Fudge hobbled over to Conner as he met him with a couple forearms to the face, knocking Conner backwards. Conner retaliated as he lifted his knee right into Fudge's gut, causing Fudge to double over. Conner quickly wrapped his arm around Fudge's head as he prepared him for the Soul Searcher but Fudge countered the move by delivering a couple of stiff elbow shots to the head of Conner, sending Conner stumbling away.

Trent Brown: Conner looking for the Soul Searcher there but Fudge managed to counter out of it.

Keith Kincaid: Good thing too because that could have been the end of the match right there.

Conner stumbles around as Fudge sweeps Conner's leg and then leaps into the air with his other one, looking to hit Conner in the face but Conner manages to arch his head back and avoid the blow. Both men hit the mat as Conner rolls back onto his shoulders and then kips right back up, finding Fudge laying prone on the mat having just missed his finisher.

Trent Brown: And now Conner with an impressive way to counter Fudge's move as he just barely avoided that knock out shot there!

Keith Kincaid: And I think Fudge is in a bad way there as he appeared to land right on that injured knee again.

Seeing Fudge ripe for the picking, Conner grabbed Fudge's legs and turned him onto his belly, locking in the Career Killer once more.

Trent Brown: And now Conner has the Career Killer locked in once more and will Fudge be forced to tap out here!?

Keith Kincaid: Fudge has to make it the ropes if he has to have any chance here Trent.

Fudge desperately started scratching and clawing his way to the ropes as he quickly made it there, forcing Conner to break off the hold. Conner stalks around the ring, waiting for Fudge to get up as Fudge clutches at his injured leg again.

Trent Brown: Fudge can't be a very good way here as that leg is clearly bothering him right now.

Though it pains him, Fudge manages to make it to his feet as Conner is quickly on him, beating him down against the ropes with hard rights. The ref goes to intervene because Fudge is on the ropes but Conner quickly scares him off as he continues his relentless assault on Fudge as the crowd begins to get all over Conner. Conner grabs a hold of Fudge and irish whips him across the ring with such velocity that when Fudge hit the ropes they snapped in two and he found himself tangled up in the barb wire.

Trent Brown: Oh my God, Fudge is tangled up in the barb wire there!

Fudge fell to the outside of the ring, struggling to free himself of the barb wire as it ripped and tore at his skin. Conner ran against his pair of barb wire ropes and charged at Fudge, leaping at him with a Suicidal Dive but Fudge saw him coming and managed to actually duck out of the way while, at the same moment, cause Conner's momentum to get moving forward. Conner drove his head right into the side of the cage as he fell to the ground immediatly!

Trent Brown: Conner just drove his own head into that cage and that cage, folks, doesn't give very much!

Keith Kincaid: Conner will be lucky if he doesn't have a concussion following that move.

Fudge finally tore off all the barb wire as Conner began to get back to his feet, a bit dizzy from having hit his head on that steel cage. Fudge grabs a fist full of the barb wire and wraps it around his head as he meets Conner with a hard right to the face. Conner falls down to the ground as Fudge mounts him and begins beating his head in with the barb wire wrapped around his knuckles!

Trent Brown: My God, Fudge is laying it into Conner here with that barb wire wrapped around his knuckles!

The ref finally makes his way past the barb wire death trap on the outside and over to Fudge as he forces him off of Conner who is now bleeding profusely. Fudge rips the barb wife off of his hand as he goes after Conner who appears to be trying to make a quick get away. Fudge gave chase as best as he could, despite his injured leg. Conner turned to see Fudge coming at him as Conner got down onto his back and put his legs up into Fudge's gut and then propelled him over him with a Monkey Flip, sending Fudge crashing up against the side of the cage wall as the wall busted open!

Trent Brown: A Monkey Flip by Conner there and he appeared to lure Fudge right into a trap there!

Keith Kincaid: Not only that, but he managed to find the way out of the cage.

Conner made his way through the hole in the cage as he looked down at Fudge who appeared to have landed hard on the back of his head. Conner looked up the rampway and motioned to someone in the back.

Trent Brown: What's Conner doing?

Keith Kincaid: I think we're about to find out.

Suddenly, Jason Mysterio and Nate Hartman emerged from the back as they began to slowly walk their way down the rampway towards Fudge.

Trent Brown: Now wait a minute, this isn't a damn Handicap Match!

Keith Kincaid: I think it just turned into one Trent!

Conner began stomping away at Fudge as Mysterio and Hartman came down and joined in on the fun. The ref tried to stop the assault but the trio just shoved him aside as they continued to beat down Fudge.

Trent Brown: This is a damn three on one assault here on an already wounded Fudge! For the love of God, somebody stop this!

As if on cue, Lauren runs out from the back as she tries to intervene in the beatdown but to no avail. Lauren goes to Conner and pleads with him but this seems to only anger him more as he grabs a fist full of Lauren's hair and begins to threaten her as well.

Trent Brown: Oh some tough guy Conner is, threatening a woman now. He makes me sick!

Lauren fights back though as she slaps Conner right across the face, causing him to lose his grip on her hair. She quickly begins to make it back up the rampway as Conner stares daggers at her as he begins to stalk after her. Mysterio and Hartman see what is transpiring and they stop their beatdown on Fudge as they, too, begin to go after Lauren who is already up at the top of the rampway by now. The three begin to close in on her when Michael Diamond suddenly comes out from the back and steps in front of Lauren, stopping Kevin Conner and the rest of his henchmen in their tracks!

Trent Brown: It's Michael Diamond! Michael Diamond has just come to the aid of Fudge's wife and it appears that Conner, Hartman, and Mysterio want no part of the HWA World Champion.

The three men exchange glances, neither of them knowing whether they should chance it or not. Michael Diamond raises his hand to them then and does a spinning motion with his finger, urging for the trio to turn around. The three, suddenly remembering about Fudge, slowly turn to see Fudge standing on top of the 15 foot high cage! Fudge suddenly flies off the cage and comes crashing down onto all three men!

Trent Brown: Fudge with a death-defying Cross Body from off the top of the cage knocking down Mysterio, Hartman, and Conner! What a move!

Fudge holds his ribs as he gets to his knees and looks up the rampway at his Tag Team Partner and his wife cowering behind him. Fudge nods his head to him as Michael nods back before escorting Lauren back into the backstage area. But as he passes by, he motions to some security guards who run down and begin to pull Hartman and Mysterio to the back as well.

Trent Brown: Well apparently Fudge and Michael Diamond were prepared for Conner's little ambush and it's back down to Fudge and Conner, as the match should be.

Fudge grabbed a hold of Conner andbegan to pull him up but Conner broke away from Fudge's grasp and threw Fudge head-first into the cage. Fudge fell to the ground as Conner began to climb up the side of the cage, trying to get away from Fudge. Fudge shook off the cobwebs and began to climb up after him as the fans were now on the edge of their seats. Conner got up to the top but there was no where for him to go as Fudge got up beside him.

Trent Brown: Well this could have dire consequences here as both men are balancing up on top of the cage there.

The two began going toe-to-toe in a fist fight as they began hitting lefts and rights on one another, trying to throw their opponent off balance. Fudge began getting the better of Conner as he Conner on his heels until Conner delivered a stiff kick to Fudge's knee, causing Fudge's knee to buckle as he lost his balance and began to fall. Luckily however, Fudge managed to grab the side of the cage before he fell to what possibly could have been his doom.

Trent Brown: Oh my God, Fudge is dangling here 15 ft above the concrete on the outside.

Fudge looked down at the concrete below him as he felt Conner's boot close over his hand. Fudge looked up at Conner as he had an evil smirk on his face.

Trent Brown: Don't do it Conner, you could end Fudge's life here for God sakes!

Fudge turned his attention to the ladder that Conner had set up earlier in the match as he saw a possible escape from his doom. Looking back up at Conner, Fudge began to smile as he pressed his legs against the side of the cage and pushed off as he jumped towards the ladder and landed on one of the rungs.

Keith Kincaid: Isn't there anything that Fudge can't do?

Trent Brown: He's got cat-like agility that's for sure.

Fudge scampered up to the top of the ladder as he turned and faced Kevin Conner who was standing on the top of the cage, in shock as to what he just saw Fudge do. Fudge looked down the ladder again to see the size of the fall if he didn't make it. He then looked back up at Conner as Conner suddenly realized he was in trouble. Using all the power that was left in his legs, Fudge leapt foward off the ladder and drove his feet right into Conner's chest, sending Conner off of the cage and all the way back down to the mat 15 ft below!

Trent Brown: I don't believe what I just saw! Fudge leapt off of the ladder onto the top of the cage and Dropkicked Conner off!

Conner hit the mat with huge impact as he bounced at least 5 ft off of the mat. Fudge dangled from the top of the cage, having jumped almost clean past the cage. Pulling himself up onto the top of the cage, he looked out at all the fans who were still in disbelief as to what they just saw. Never one to disappoint them, Fudge looked down at Conner prone on the mat.

Trent Brown: You've got to be kidding me. Fudge is not going to do this.

Fudge shrugged his shoulders and launched himself off the top of the cage as he came crashing down onto Conner with the Fudge Splash!

Trent Brown: The Fudge Splash! The Fudge Splash! My God almighty! Fudge just hit the Fudge Splash from off the top of the cage onto Kevin Conner and this one has to be over!

The ref got down and made the count as Fudge lay across Kevin Conner. One... Two... Three! The ref ordered for the bell as Fudge slumped off of Kevin Conner.

Trent Brown: What a match we have witnessed here tonight folks! These two men gave it their all and in one of the most impressive comeback victories, Fudge defeats Kevin Conner in this brutal Three Steps to Heaven Match!

The Cage began to lift from around the ring as medical crew rushed out from the back and got into the ring to check on the two wrestlers. Fudge lay in a fetal position as he clutched at his knee while Conner lay motionless.

Trent Brown: How much did these two men sacrfice here tonight!? My God, I don't know if either of these men will be the same again.

The medical crew began to bring out stretchers for both competitors but Conner refused to be stretchered out. With help, they walked Kevin Conner to the back as the crowd gave him a standing ovation out of respect. Fudge, on the other hand, was more worse for wear as he apparently couldn't stand up on his own power. They got Fudge loaded up onto one of the stretchers and began to stretcher him to the back as the stagehands began to get the ring prepped for the next Main Event match. As the stretcher disappeared into the backstage, the HWATron lit up a promotion for where it will be stopping by in the next couple of weeks. Once that ended, the image changed to the dressing room of the HWA World Champion, Michael Diamond as he was pacing back and forth, anxiously awaiting his first-ever World Title defense against Judge. Suddenly, the door burst open and Lauren came in.

Michael Diamond: Lauren, what's wrong?

Lauren: It's Fudge.

Michael Diamond: What about him?

Lauren: He's in really bad shape Michael.

Michael Diamond: Is it his knee?

Lauren: They believe so, they're taking him to the hospital right now. I need a ride Michael.

Michael Diamond: Can't you catch a ride in the ambulance.

Lauren: Well, I could've but I thought you wanted to know about your friend. They've probably left by now.

Michael Diamond: Listen Lauren, I care about Fudge but I got this World Championship Match right now. Tell you what, you take my car there and I'll meet you guys after the show.

Lauren: How will you get there?

Michael Diamond: I'll catch a ride with Erin, don't worry about it.

Michael goes over to the coat rack and finds his car keys. Walking back over to Lauren he hands them to her.

Lauren: Thanks Michael, I owe you one.

Lauren turns to leave but Michael stops her.

Michael Diamond: Hey Lauren!

Lauren: What is it?

Michael Diamond: You know, there's been an a lot of rumors circulating here about you and Kevin Conner.

Lauren: Not know Michael, I need to get to Fudge.

Michael Diamond: I know how important he is to you Lauren and, believe me, he's important to me as well. He's like my brother Lauren and as far back as I can remember he's always had my back. I just... I just need to know the truth Lauren, please.

Lauren stood staring at Michael as he looked back into her eyes.

Lauren: The truth is Michael, the rumors are true. I loved Fudge so much and I didn't want to see him get hurt. He wasn't in any condition to wrestle Michael, the doctors even said so. But he had to be stubborn about it, he had to have that World Championship. I thought that I could help him get it Michael. Conner said that he would lay for Fudge but I had to do something for him first. So I did it. But Conner tricked me and he didn't lay for Fudge. I love him so much Michael and I would do anything for him, please don't think any less of me... please. I did it for him Michael.

Lauren broke down into tears as she ran into Michael's arms as Michael just stood there in shock, torn between if he should wrap his arms around her and comfort her or push her away in disgust. The HWATron turned off, leaving the fans buzzing all around the world.

Judge is seen in his locker room getting ready for his big match. He’s sitting by himself concentrating on what he has to do. Suddenly there’s a knock at the door. Judge being wary of knocks to the door before matches doesn’t budge.

Judge: Who’s there?

Voice: It’s me! Mind if I come in?

Judge instantly recognizes the name as someone who he’s known for a long time and he immediately goes to the door and opens it. Standing there is none other than the missing HWA president Grimjack. He’s got a long beard and is wearing nappy clothes and his hair is unkempt under a stocking cap. The crowd in the arena gets loud upon seeing this.

Judge: G-G-Grim? What the—Where have you been? You’ve been missing since last month. We all thought you’d died in Mexico!

Grimjack: Judge man! You don’t know what I’ve been through! But it’s all good see! I have shit figured out now! I’m ready to be on your side again! The side of good!

Judge: What are you talking about? Are you ok? You look like hell.

Grimjack: I’ve never been better!

Judge: What happened to you?

Grimjack: Remember Million? Well apparently he wasn’t as good a friend as I thought! I never should have made him vice president I tell you! But he apparently was working with Randy Giles! Remember him? And possibly Danny Starr even! I don’t know! Million knew what would happen in Mexico! He convinced me to do that world tour and end it in Mexico and he hired thugs to take me out! But I got away see! And it was with the help of Nostradamus and Neil!

Judge: Ok slow down. I thought you told me that Nostradamus wasn’t real. But are you saying Neil helped you to get away? Because if that’s true you have to tell the cops. Because they arrested Neil last week. This information could be enough to exonerate him!

Grimjack: No no no! Judge you don’t get it. Neil isn’t in jail, he’s here with me right now! Right here!

Judge: Ok . . . Grim you’re hallucinating now. There’s no one here but you and me. I think you need to go to the hospital. You’ve obviously been through a lot. But I can’t worry about this now. I have a match against Diamond now.

Grimjack: I know! And I’m gonna have your back in this match! Because the Legacy Department is back Judge! I’ll be the president again and you’ll be the world champion! Think about it man! You and me! And Anderson! And David Jackson! The Legacy Department!

Judge: Anderson? David Jackson? Jackson??? Grimjack what is going on with you? Look I appreciate the offer but I don’t need any help tonight, especially not from you because you’re acting crazy. Look, just wait here and I’ll take you to the hospital after this match and we can get you some help. Now excuse me I can’t miss this match, I’ve worked too hard for this.

Judge walks out of the locker room leaving Grimjack staring wide eyed and muttering to himself.

KK: I can’t believe it! Grimjack is back, but I’ve never seen him like this. He’s always been out there, but he seems as crazy as ever now.