DT: The next match looks set to be a great one, with all six competitors in the TV title hunt paired up with a shot against the tag team champions, Blitz. Dan Ryan’s sent two ref’s out for what promises to be an explosive match. Let’s go to Tony Fatora for the introductions. TONY FATORA: The following is a special Elimination match with no time limit, and it is for the World Tag Team Championship!!

(The lights cut out in the arena. CUE UP: "I Am The Bullgod" by Kid Rock. The lights flicker as the hulking figure of Eisenkreuz stands on the stage. From behind him comes Priest, swaggering, exuding confidence as the two men walk to the ring. Priest slides in quickly under the bottom rope, leaping onto a corner, making himself the centre of attention as his German bodyguard moves over to one of the far corners, standing arms folded.

CUE UP: "King Nothing" by Metallica. As the heavy guitar and drum beat kicks in, Echo approaches the centre of the stage. As she does, she throws her arms out in a crucifix pose as the lights go straight to black. Red laser lights begin to dance around the arena as we see video of Damian Stone kicking tail and taking names in all sorts of demonic and normal matches. As the main beat suddenly kicks in, pyro explodes and red lights engulf the arena as, now behind Echo, we see Damian Stone, his arms out in a crucifix pose. Damian looks around the arena as the crowd cheers him on. Echo first begins to walk down the isle as Damian stands on the stage. After a few seconds, Damian walks down the isle, slapping hands with the fans along the way before both Damian and Echo slide into the ring. Echo walks to the centre of the ring as Damian slowly gets to his feet. Echo holds her arms out in the crucifix pose again as Damian walks up behind her, throwing his right hand in the air as pyro explodes once again, this time from the ring. The couple turn to one another and kiss. Then Echo slides out of the ring while Damian walks over to where his partner stands waiting. The two men talk, but it’s clear there’s a little tension)

TONY FATORA: Introducing first, accompanied by their managers, Eisenkreuz and Echo, they weigh in at a combined weight of five hundred and ninety three pounds… the team of PRIEST and DAMIEN…STONE!!

DT: They certainly know how to make an entrance, but you’ve got to wonder if they, or any of these teams, are on the same page.

DM: This is a strange situation – the chance to win the tag team titles on the eve of the TV title tournament, but these people are all professionals.

(CUE UP: "Lose Yourself" by Eminem. "Yours Truly" Adam Benjamin makes his way slowly to the ring. Adam is wearing two English flag bandana's one that cover his head and the other that covers the lower part of his face revealing only his stone cold eyes. Adam makes his way into the ring and stands firm in his corner waiting for his partner, his cold eyes locked on Stone and Priest.

CUE UP: "Dogs of War" by Pink Floyd. Payne marches to the ring, not noticing the fans as they hold out their hands to him. He climbs the steps, walks through the ropes, turns once to salute the fans, then walks over to Benjamin to discuss strategy)

TONY FATORA: At a total combined weight of five hundred and twenty pounds, the team of "Yours Truly" ADAM BENJAMIN and "The Dog of War" JASON…PAYNE!!!

MN: They’re not gonna win. Boring entrance.

DT: Adam Benjamin’s a former number one contender to the Worlds Title, and the first ever intercontinental champion. As much as I don’t like the guy for what he did last week, I wouldn’t put it past him winning this match, even with his entrance.

DM: The interesting point is that Benjamin and Payne have wrestled before in EPW, with Payne coming out on top. Is that going to come into play tonight? We’ll find out.

(CUE UP: "Step Up" by Drowning Pool. X-Ecutioner steps through the curtain to a mixed reaction as some pyro goes of either side of him. He walks quickly to the ring, pausing on the outside for a few moments to watch the four men already gathered before him. Rolling his shoulders, he grabs the top rope, pulling himself to the apron, and stepping over the top strand before moving to the spare corner.

CUE UP: "Watching the Wheels" by John Lennon. Steve Savoy sprints to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, and poses in the centre of the ring. He turns to his partner, and starts to make his way to the corner)

TONY FATORA: Weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and eleven pounds, X-ECUTIONER and his partner, STEVE…SAV…

(Just then, Savoy launches himself across the ring, crashing into Payne and Benjamin in the nearest corner to himself. Heavy punches are thrown as he tries to take down both men. His partner rushes over to help fight off the former military man and the Brit, which in turn brings Priest and Stone over, as a large brawl ensues)

DM: We’ve got a pier-six brawl going on before the opening bell!! With so much on the line, a chance to scout your opponents for the TV title, I guess this was to be expected.

DT: But Blitz haven’t even made it to the ring yet! The tag champs are still in the back.

MN: And you know Leonard’s laughing his head off right now.

DM: This is a good break for Blitz, as these six are taking it to each other hard. The referees are trying to separate them, but it’s going to take a lot to manage it.

("Links-2-3-4" by Rammstein starts to blare over the speakers. As the music kicks in, some pyro explodes from the frame of the Empiretron. Max and Jecht sprint to the ring as the lights come up fully, the tag title belts being dropped behind on the ramp. They slide into the ring, getting straight into the middle of the action. Max catches Stone and X-Ecutioner, renewing their rivalry from last Aggression, by surprise near the ropes with a double clothesline, sending them both over the top to the outside. Benjamin and Payne, meanwhile, are double-teaming Savoy, as Jecht delivers some stiff shots to the head of Priest)

DT: The champs straight into the thick of things now, and they’re cleaning house!!

DM: Not the smartest strategy, but it might get some order in there. Jecht with an Irish Whip, and a big boot by Max to Priest!!

(Priest rolls to the outside, as we see Leonard Johnson walk past carrying the tag team title belts. He makes a slight signal to his charges, who both leave the ring, leaving Savoy to the mercy of Benjamin and Payne.)

DM: Smart move by Leonard, getting Blitz out of there. Being an elimination match, the tag champs are going to want to preserve their strength to retain the titles.

DT: I’m sure Savoy wishes he could get someone else in there with him, though. Irish whip there by Benjamin.

(On the rebound, Payne and Benjamin look for a double-clothesline, but Savoy ducks under. Running the other ropes, he comes back with a double flying clothesline, taking down both men. Senior referee Pat Jones forces Benjamin to his corner as Bryan Weatherby forces Damien Stone and X-Ecutioner apart on the outside. Back inside, Savoy scores a hip toss, followed by a knee to the back of Payne’s head. Lifting Payne by the back of the head, Savoy connects with a hard chop, before tagging in Priest, who comes over the top rope with a dropkick)

DT: Tag there, and now Priest’s in, connecting with some hard kicks to the ribs there.

DM: Even though this is for the tag-team championship, these people are going to have in the back of their minds the TV title, and a lot of the moves are likely to be used to try and weaken the other men before that match.

DT: You’ve got to think Blitz have the best shot here, as none of the other six men are going to want to injure themselves.

MN: You mean loud-mouth Lenny’s gonna still gloat? Great.

DM: You still haven’t forgotten him switching you two off have you?

(Priest takes Payne down with a Mexican arm drag, followed by a kick to the gut and a snap-suplex, floating over for the cover… but he only manages a two. Unperturbed, he whips him into the corner of the tag team champions, charging in with a splash)

DT: Priest reaching for the tag, but Blitz stepped back!!

DM: Like I said, they’re not going to want to exert themselves when they don’t have to.

(Priest takes a few moments to shout at the tag-champs, giving Jason Payne enough time to connect with a hard right to the ribs, followed by a forearm uppercut. Priest staggers back, and is taken down by a running back-elbow from Payne. As Priest gets to his feet, he’s met with a sidewalk slam. Rather than go for the cover, Payne makes a tag to his partner. Payne then puts Priest in an abdominal stretch, allowing Benjamin to come off the top rope with an elbow to the ribs. Benjamin follows that up with a backbreaker) DT: There’s the cover. One…

TWO…

Kickout at two there by Priest. Benjamin now with an armbar, and look how he’s placed the knee in the ribs of Priest there!!

DM: A very good move there. Not only does that knee to the ribs prevent Priest’s body from lifting up the mat, applying more pressure to the shoulder, it also continues the punishment from the sidewalk slam, that elbow, and the backbreaker.

MN: Big Daddy English said he wanted to hurt people, and from the look on Priest’s face, THAT hurts.

(Holding onto the wrist of his opponent, Benjamin stands, dropping down and planting the knee repeatedly into the ribs, before cinching in the armbar again. Priest tries to push Benjamin’s knee away, but that only causes the Englishman to tighten the hold. Finally, sensing his foe won’t submit, Benjamin releases the hold, dropping an elbow onto the ribs, and going for the cover, but the match is still too young and he only manages a two count. Picking up Priest by the hair, he throws him into the corner of X-Ecutioner and Savoy, slapping the larger man as the ref signals the tag is made. Stoically, X-Ecutioner enters the ring, his eyes locked on Benjamin, before turning and planting a right into the ribs of Priest. Pressing the advantage, he whips him into the opposite corner, scoring with a back body drop on the rebound)

DT: I bet Priest wishes he hadn’t insulted Damien Stone during the week.

MN: Hey, calling him a roid monkey isn’t an insult. It’s the truth.

DM: The truth here is that Priest’s in a lot of trouble, and if his partner doesn’t come in soon it could be all over.

MN: Yeah, well… he wouldn’t be in this mess if one of Blitz had tagged in earlier.

(Stalking his prey, X-Ecutioner waits for Priest to groggily stand, before applying a bearhug in the centre of the ring. Throwing Priest around like a rag-doll, he doesn’t notice Damien Stone come through the ropes, charging at X-Ecutioner with a forearm shot to the kidneys. The man from Death Valley drops Priest, turning into a forearm to the jaw from Stone, who whips X-Ecutioner off the ropes and takes him down with a shoulder tackle. Referee Pat Jones forces Stone out of the ring, but the assistance was all Priest needed to get the tag to Max, who comes in and takes X-Ecutioner down with a big boot to the face. Lifting the smaller man up, Max slams him down hard, before planting two hard stomps, and tagging Stone in)

DT: Quick in, quick out there by one half of the tag team champions.

DM: Of course.

MN: Coward.

DT: Why do I get the feeling you wouldn’t say that to their faces?

MN: Of course I would!!

DM: Yeah, right. Back in the ring, Stone’s sizing up X-Ecutioner, and a nice swinging neck breaker there. Only a two count off the cover though.

(Looking to press the advantage, Stone lands a clubbing arm to the back of X-Ecutioner. He lifts him up, chopping him across the chest and backing him into the ropes, before whipping him off and connecting with a HUGE powerslam. Rather than covering, he picks up his foe again, lifting him onto his shoulder, and running full force into a corner. He scores with a hard right hand, then whips him across the ring again)

DT: BIG miss there by Stone, hitting the corner as he charged in. X-Ecutioner with a kick to the gut in the corner, and a hard left jab to the face!!

DM: X-Ecutioner has unfinished business from last week, so it’s little surprise he’s not tagging out before he gets some shots in. Smart decision though to tag in Payne.

(The Dog of War takes over where X-Ecutioner left off, taking Stone down with a Russian leg-sweep before applying a Camel Clutch. Stone quickly tries to make it to the ropes, but Stone jumps up, sitting down full force on the small of the larger mans back. Stone reaches for the ropes again, and this time, he finds them, forcing the break, but Payne leaps up, landing an elbow to the back. Payne drags Stone across the ring, applying a leg-lock and tagging in his partner. Benjamin drops a knee on the back of Stone, before placing his foot on the back of Stone’s left knee. Grabbing the foot, he leans back, applying pressure to the knee and quadriceps.)

DT: Vicious maneuveur by Benjamin here.

DM: This is a painful hold on anyone, but against someone the size of Stone, it can be devastating. Take away a big-mans legs, and his strength isn’t much of a factor anymore.

(Benjamin releases the hold, floating over into a headlock. Stone manages to fight to his feet, but Benjamin scores with a palm-strike to the face, followed by a thumb to the eye. He twists Stone’s arm, delivering a vicious sounding chop to the chest, before whipping the larger man to the corner. He charges in with a dropkick to the knee, before tagging in Steve Savoy, who immediately goes to work, scoring a discuss punch and applying a hammerlock on the larger man. Savoy drives the point of his knee into Stone’s elbow and shoulder, but Stone starts to fight his way out of the hold, rolling onto his back and forcing Savoy to break the hold. Savoy comes off the ropes, looking for a dropkick to the face, but Stone moves out of the way, before driving an elbow full force into Savoy’s sternum.)

DT: Savoy looking in trouble now, as Stone’s starting to mount some offence, applying a rear chinlock on the canvas now.

DM: A lot of people call this a rest hold, and Stone’s using it as such, trying to shake the cobwebs from his head and give his body a few moments rest from the work Payne and Benjamin did a few moments ago. He drops Savoy to the mat, going for the cover.

DT: One…

TWO…

Kickout. Stone right back on the offence, picking up Savoy. Hard scoop slam, followed by a stomp.

(Stone runs the ropes, looking for a legdrop, but Savoy moves out of the way at the last minute. Savoy waits for Stone to get to his feet, kicking him twice in the hamstring, before whipping him off the rope and catching him on the rebound with a sleeperhold, jumping onto Stone’s back. Stone struggles for a few moments, trying to prise the former Phenom from his back)

DT: Stone in real trouble here, as he can’t shake Savoy!!

MN: Savoy pancakes anyone?

DM: That’ll do it. The bigger they are, the more they squash you like that.

(Holding his back, Stone picks up Savoy, whipping him to the ropes. He scores with a sidewalk slam, and goes for the cover)

DT: X-Ecutioner in the ring now!! What’s he doing in there?

DM: By the looks of it, stomping hard on Stone’s back.

DT: But Savoy’s legal, not X-Ecutioner! Stone swinging at X-Ecutioner, but the smaller man ducks under. Hooking the arms…END OF DAYS!!! That vertibreaker finisher connects!!

One…

TWO…

THREE!!! STONE AND PRIEST ARE OUT OF HERE!!

TONY FATORA: Damien Stone and Priest have been eliminated!!

MN: What in the hell… he wasn’t even legal!

DT: Let’s go to a replay and keep an eye on this action as Jecht comes in with a hard clothesline taking X-Ecutioner down!!

(SPLIT SCREEN!! We see Damien Stone whip Savoy off the ropes in slow-motion. As Savoy reaches the ropes, X-Ecutioner reaches from the corner, slapping his partner on the back, a move that referee Bryan Weatherby signals to his colleague in the ring. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Jecht takes X-Ecutioner down with a scoop slam, getting a two count. He then moves over, tagging in Adam Benjamin, holding X-Ecutioner in a full-nelson as Benjamin scores with a kick to the gut, followed by a DDT. Benjamin presses his advantage, applying a bodyscissors, slapping his leg periodically to intensify the pressure. Realising he isn’t going to get the submission, he releases the hold, stomping on X-Ecutioner’s ribs, before tagging in Jason Payne. They score a double suplex, and Benjamin picks X-Ecutioner up, holding him from behind as he shouts at Payne to run the ropes.)

DT: Big double-team there, as Payne comes in with a running knee-lift. Payne now on the offence, stunning the big man with a punch to the gut, and a rocker-dropper for the quick two count.

MN: The champs ain’t acting all that tough, are they? They’ve hardly been in the match yet.

DM: That’s called STRAT-E-GY, Mike.

MN: I stand by calling them cowards!

DT: Regardless, it’s been a smart move on the part of the tag champs, and Payne’s got X-Ecutioner in trouble in the corner. Setting him up on the top rope.. maybe a suplex… NO!! X-Ecutioner with a push sends Payne crashing to the canvas, and takes him down with a flying shoulder tackle!! X-Ecutioner now with the tag to Jecht, and the largest man still in the match comes in with a big-boot, followed by the sidewalk slam. Cover…

TWO…

THNO!! Jason Payne just gets the shoulder up in time there, and Jecht with a punch to the back of the head as Payne tried to get to his feet!!

(Jecht picks up his opponent, hooking Payne’s arms behind his back, and connects with a tiger-suplex. Rather than going for the cover, he picks him up again, lifting him over his shoulder, before dropping him unceremoniously across the top rope. Pat Jones admonishes him for the tactic, but Jecht’s on the offensive again, whipping Payne off the rope and applying an abdominal stretch in the centre of the ring. Pat Jones asks Payne if he wants to give it up, but Payne shakes his head. Jecht lifts Payne up in an abdominal stretch position, but Payne fights out of it, landing on his feet, and giving Jecht a thumb to the eye, before running the ropes and taking the big man down with a flying forearm.)

DT: Jason Payne quickly makes the tag there to Benjamin, and Benjamin comes in with a neckbreaker on the three hundred forty plus pounder.

DM: He’s going to want to keep Jecht grounded. Blitz have kept themselves on the outside, so they’re more rested than the rest of these guys – Benjamin knows that, and he’s going to look to put a hurt on one or other of them to make sure he can walk out of here one half of the tag team champions.

(Benjamin scores with a stiff kick to the head of the Los Angeles native, then slides to the outside, holding Jecht’s left leg, and slamming it down on the apron. He repeats this, then backs off confidently as Max starts to make his way over. Brian Weatherby holds Max at bay, as Benjamin rolls back into the ring. He whips Jecht off the ropes, dropping down with a drop-toe-hold, and applying a British figure-four leg lock. Standing over Jecht, Benjamin extends his hand to tag in Steve Savoy, who comes in over the top rope with a double-footed stomp to the back of Jecht. Benjamin releases the hold and rolls to the outside, as Savoy rolls Jecht over and starts to go for a regular figure-four. Jecht uses his good leg to force Savoy into the turnbuckle, then hits Savoy with a back suplex, before rolling to the corner and tagging in Max, who comes in with a swinging neckbreaker, getting a two count from the resulting cover. Dragging Savoy to his feet, the German picks him up with a two-handed choke, holding him in the air until the count of four, before slamming him down hard. He walks over, tagging in Benjamin)

DT: And Benjamin’s back in there… WAIT A MINUTE!!! German Suplex by Max back into the corner!!!

DM: I don’t know who looks worse, Savoy or Benjamin – Benjamin’s head hit the corner hard, and Jason Payne’s tagging himself in.

MN: I guess Max was pissed that Benji had Jecht’s number.

DM: He certainly saw an opportunity and took it.

(Payne quickly checks to make sure Benjamin’s conscious before charging at Savoy, who connects with a leg lariat. Payne rises quickly, but is met by a dropkick to the jaw, followed by a drop toehold onto the second rope. Savoy makes the tag to X-Ecutioner, who drops the leg across the back of the former military man’s neck, choking him on the rope. As referee Pat Jones admonishes X-Ecutioner, Savoy runs the ropes, jumping up and coming down on the back of Jason Payne. X-Ecutioner connects with a hard right hand to the jaw of Payne before Savoy dumps him to the outside. X-Ecutioner backs Payne against the apron with a hard chop, before whipping him to the barrier. Holding his back, Payne slumps to his knees, the crowd roaring their approval as X-Ecutioner gives him two hard chops, before rolling him back into the ring.)

DT: Cover here by X-Ecutioner…

TWO!!

THRE-NO!!! Adam Benjamin in to break the count!! As much as he wants the TV title, you’ve got to think he’d rather walk into that match with tag-team gold around his waist.

DM: Steve Savoy’s come into the ring and is throwing right hands at Benjamin, as X-Ecutioner stretches Payne’s arms back. Thumb to the eye from Benjamin, wringing the arm of Savoy. Looks like… YES!!!

MN: What the hell was that?!?

DM: You don’t see that very often, but that’s an old-school Irish Whip. Benjamin there whipping Savoy off the ropes, and with the arm wringer in place still, Savoy went for a flip as Benjamin yanked back on the arm. If done just right, that Irish Whip will break your arm. It was common on the British circuit in the nineteen seventies and eighties, so you can tell where Benji picked it up from.

DT: Impressive move, and it got Payne out of that stretch, as X-Ecutioner charging in now and knocking Benjamin down with a shoulder block as the Briton was jaw-jacking with some of the crowd!! Max and Jecht seem to have had enough, as they’re now in the ring as well!!

(Max heads towards Benjamin and X-Ecutioner, slugging away on the latter with right hands, and winding Benjamin with a knee to the gut, whilst Jecht attacks Jason Payne. Savoy’s rolled to the apron, and climbs the turnbuckle, favouring his left arm and shoulder. Just as he slowly makes it to the top rope, Jecht whips Payne to the ropes, causing Savoy to lose his footing. Jecht scores with a powerslam on Payne, as Max scores a double clothesline, taking Benjamin, X-Ecutioner and himself over to the outside. Jecht looks rather disdainfully at Payne, then, seeing Savoy in a compromising position, steps through the ropes, and grabs Savoy by the throat. He lifts the smaller man off the top rope, and the crowd starts chanting "HO-LY *beep*!! HO-LY *beep* as Savoy takes a chokeslam to the floor)

DT: STEVE SAVOY MAY BE BROKEN IN TWO!!

MN: Now THAT’S impressive!!

DM: Jecht in control over there as Weatherby’s gone to look over Savoy, who’s really taken a pounding. On the other side of the ring, Max is faring nowhere near as well as his partner, as X-Ecutioner slams his head on the ring steps…hey, what’s Benjamin doing?

(Benjamin has broken away from the fight with the two larger men, forcing Brian Weatherby out of the way as he rolls Savoy into the ring. He then sits Savoy up somewhat, before running the ropes, and connecting with a Shining Wizard!!)

DT: Savoy’s out of it. The cover.

One…

TWO…

THREE!!! BENJAMIN TAKES OUT SAVOY!!

TONY FATORA: Steve Savoy and X-Ecutioner have been eliminated!!

(Jecht comes into the ring quickly, but gets met with an armdrag from Benjamin. Pat Jones is busy checking on Savoy in the ring, whilst Brian Weatherby is trying to pry X-Ecutioner and Max apart on the outside, but gets caught with a stray elbow. Benjamin, meanwhile, has Jecht backed into a corner, and is driving home a series of shoulder strikes to the gut. After several of these, he hits a stiff punch to the jaw, before hooking the big mans head, climbing to the second rope, and coming off with a tornado DDT. He goes for the cover, but the referee in charge is still attending to Savoy, rolling him to the apron as referee Andrew Gardell comes down to help Savoy to the back. Max, having won his slugfest with X-Ecutioner on the outside, slides in, dropping a double axe handle to the back of Benjamin. Pat Jones orders Max to the outside, as Benjamin drives his forearm into the throat of the larger man, releasing the pressure as Empire Pro’s senior referee turns around again. Picking Jecht up by the hair, he pushes him back into the corner, tagging in Jason Payne, who joins his partner in stomping a mudhole in Jecht)

DT: Excellent tag team strategy from Payne and Benjamin here, trying to isolate one of the tag-champs. Payne with the foot against the throat, releases on four. Off the ropes… HARD foot across the face of Jecht there!!

(Shrugging off Pat Jones’ warnings, Payne tags in Benjamin, as the team performs a double vertical suplex. Jecht lands hard, as Benjamin floats over for the cover, but Jecht easily kicks out at two. Benjamin then applies a rear chinlock, dropping Jecht down and leaning into the hold to do more damage. Feeling that he has the advantage, Benjamin releases the hold and goes for the cover)

DT: One…

TWO…

KICKOUT at three there by Jecht, as Benjamin tags Payne back in.

DM: Quick tags in and out, a very simple concept in tag team wrestling, keeps the fresh man in whilst wearing down an opponent. Irish whip, Jecht ducks the clothesline… BIG clothesline to Payne there, but Benjamin ducks under and takes the knee out from under the big man.

(Benjamin stomps on the knee of Jecht a couple of times, before grabbing the leg and driving the same knee into the canvas. Payne takes over, applying a half Boston crab, pulling back with all his might. Having seen enough, or on orders from his manager, Max comes in, taking Payne down with a bulldog, before dragging Jecht over. Max steps one leg through the ropes, tags himself in, and LEVELS Jason Payne with a forearm smash. Max sets Payne up, scoring with a belly-to-belly overhead throw. Picking Payne up by the hair, he performs a picture perfect gutwrench suplex, covering for the two. He lifts Payne up again, taking him down with a side headlock, which Payne struggles against. Pat Jones asks him if he wants to submit, but Payne manages turn off his shoulder and stand up. Three hard forearms to the kidneys prove enough to loosen Max’s grip, and Payne runs the ropes)

DT: Payne ducks the boot by Max, off the ropes again… cross body NO!! BIG fall away slam there by the big German, and Payne’s back ahs got to be hurting after that one.

DM: Neither team wants to give it up here – the momentum Benjamin and Payne would have going into the television championship match would be huge.

MN: This is one damn good match.

DT: Compliments from you Mike?

MN: A rarity, I know. Hey, any match without Loafy has got to be good.

DT: I should have known. Max now picking Payne up in a military press… DROPS him down across the knee, and Payne’s rolling on the mat after that one.

DM: That’ll either wind you or break your ribs. Either way, it hurts.

(Max takes his time, pulling Payne into a free corner. He whips him hard across the ring, charging in with a clothesline which lifts Payne clean off the mat. The smaller man slumps back into the corner, and Max sends him across the ring again. Max charges in, but Payne manages to get an elbow up, knocking the German back a couple of paces. Max comes in again, but is met with a kick to the gut and a hard chop across the chest. Sensing that this is a good time to mount an offence, Payne pulls himself into a seated position on the top rope, and, as Max gets his head straight, leaps off with a somersault neckbreaker!! Both men are down, with their partners shouting for the tag, as Pat Jones starts his count)

DT: Big move by Payne but how much has been taken out of him?

DM: Whichever team gets the tag here will be in a great position to go on and win the match. Max is starting to stir as the ref is at a five count, and Payne now trying to use the ropes to pull himself to his feet!! Six…

Seven…

Eight…

Max is up, followed by Payne!! Max with a right hand, blocked by Payne… ENZIGURI!!

DT: Jason Payne leaping across the ring… TAG TO BENJAMIN!!

(Benjamin comes in quickly, taking Max down with a drop kick, followed by a hip toss, and a flying forearm. Jecht comes in, but is met with a thumb to the eye followed by a MASSIVE double-arm suplex. Benjamin goes back over to Max, twisting his arm and connecting with a short-arm clothesline. He goes for the cover, but Jecht breaks it up as Jason Payne comes back in. All four men start going at it with right hands, as the challengers finally get the upper hand, forcing the champs back to opposing corners. They whip the champs across the ring, but Jecht manages to reverse the manoeuvre. As Payne and Max meet in the centre of the ring, Max jumps up, throwing himself over Payne with a somersault)

DT: MAXIMUM IMPACT!!! THAT SOMERSAULT NECKBREAKER FROM THE NEAR SEVEN FOOTER!!

DM: Benjamin’s charging in now, but Jecht catches him in a sleeper!!

DT: JECHT BOMBER!! Jecht just throws Benjamin to the outside there, as Max with the snake-eyes on Payne. Jecht now with Payne on his shoulders, and Max climbs the ropes… BLITZKRIEG!!! THEY HIT IT!!!

One…

DM: Benjamin’s trying to get in.

DT: TWO!! JECHT WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE ON BENJAMIN!! THREE!!! BLITZ RETAIN!!

(sfx: dingdingdingding)

TONY FATORA: The winners of the match, and STILL Empire Pro Wrestling Tag Team Champions of the World…. Max… Jecht…. BBBBBBBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!

(Cue up: "Links 2-3-4" as Leonard grabs the title belts, taking them into the ring as Blitz celebrate the win. Benjamin looks pissed on the outside, as Pat Jones checks over Jason Payne.)

DT: Impressive title defense for Blitz here tonight!! The Cameron Cruise Project's Tag Team challenge is up right after this!!!