War of the Super Powers: Clash with the Titan
The All-Americans
vs
Biff Slamkovich & "Titan" Tim Redbury

    Gunloc and his censored tag team partner came out to all the boos the crowd could muster.  Hillsman is probably the most reviled man in wrestling, with Gunloc being hated by simple association... and the fact that he double crossed Biff Slamkovich to join this guy.
    It's been odd watching Hillsman come to the ring with this censorship being placed upon him.  You can tell he isn't too happy with McCullough for placing the band on him, and you can tell he'd love to give a few people a piece of his mind, but the ultra-nationalist will have to find another platform for his wrath.
    Biff and Titan came out to a huge fanfare.  Titan is putting aside his business with the Dark Brand for one night in order to help Slamkovich in this feud, and you can bet that Biff appreciates it.
    Biff Slamkovich started things off for his team, Chad Hillsman for the All-Americans.  The bell rang...

    It didn't take long for this one to get violent.  Within moments, these two foes were pounding the crap out of each other.  Hillsman ducked his head too early on one exchange and Biff capitalized, nailing Chad with a piledriver very early in the match.  Biff picked Chad up and hit him with another one!  Biff then climbed the top rope and waited for a stunned Hillsman to get up.  Biff nailed him with a flying axhandle and went for the pin.
    Two count.
    Biff kept up his assault, using a few suplexes to keep Chad off balance, but Hillsman was able to gain the edge when Biff missed a savate kick.  Hillsman levelled him with a lariat and then put him down again with a backdrop driver.  He made the tag to Gunloc, who continued much along the same lines.  He and Hillsman nailed Biff with a tandem power bomb before Gunloc put his former tag team partner on the top rope and nailed him with a belly-to-belly superplex.  He went for the cover.  Two count.  Gunloc enjoyed some more success against Biff, nearly knocking his head off with an enzuigiri.  Still, Slamkovich had a lot of gas left in the tank.  Gunloc went for a high cross body off of the ropes and Biff was able to counter with a powerslam.  He got to the corner and made the first tag to Titan Tim!
    Redbury immediately hoofed both All-Americans in the face with his size 26 feet.  Titan then felled Gunloc with a Russian legsweep before crushing him with a splash from the second rope.  A cover resulted in a very close two count.  Titan picked Gunloc up again, but Gunloc countered with a thumb to the eye.  He then tried to hit Titan with the Gut Crush, but Titan wasn't ready yet.  He tossed Gunloc into the corner and began to choke him with his boot.
    Biff was tagged back in, and he managed some good double teaming with Titan, including a combination neckbreaker/back suplex that had Gunloc reeling.  Biff tore right in to his former partner, making sure he couldn't get back to Hillsman to make the tag.  Biff nailed Gunloc with a power bomb and then a leg lariat before setting him up for a Tombstone.  Gunloc's head hit the mat hard and Biff went up to the top.  He was going for the Hammer Splash!
    Chad Hillsman ran to the corner where Biff was and pulled his leg.  Biff fell onto the top rope.  Hillsman and the ref argued, but Gunloc was now in control.  He used a regular superplex to take Biff off of the top.  He went for the cover.
    1...
        2...
            NO!!!  Close, though.  Gunloc made the tag to Hillsman, and the All-Americans hit Biff with a combination dropkick/German suplex for another near fall.  It was all All-Americans for a few minutes, as they used their power and teamwork to keep Biff and Titan separated.  Finally, though, a mistake was made.  The All-Americans went for a double back suplex, but Biff flipped over and nailed both men with a DDT.  Titan was brought back in and all hell broke loose.
    The action quickly spilled outside, where the fight was becoming more important than the count.  Biff and Gunloc were tearing into each other on one side of the ring, while Titan and Hillsman were rekindling old fires on the other.
    Then, from out of the crowd, somebody jumped onto Titan... THE DARK BRAND!!!
    The ref, tired of putting up with the craziness, counted both men out.

The All-Americans (Chad Hillsman and Gunloc) and Biff Slamkovich and Titan Tim Redbury battled to a double countout in 0:12:11.
Rating: ** 1/2

    Hillsman, seeing Titan was occupied, broke away from Titan and went to Slamkovich.
    Titan grabbed the Brand off of his back and tossed him over the guardrail.  Titan climbed into the crowd and the two brawled there.
    In the meantime, Biff was doing a great job with Gunloc.  When Hillsman came over, Biff whipped him from pillar to post as well.  With both All-Americans on the floor, Biff grabbed the mic to do a little taunting.

BIFF:  You two like that?  Hey, if taking you two on is going to be this easy on Saturday, you two might as well not show up.

    Biff tossed the mic at Gunloc and Hillsman and then left for the back.  But before he could make it there, Gunloc had something to say.

GUNLOC:  Hey, Biff.  You've got some wiring crossed up there.  I said that it would be you taking on me and my partner.  As in my partner that evening.  It isn't Hillsman.  You're in for something else, Slamkovich.

    Not Hillsman???  What?  Who could Gunloc find to team up with him?
    Of all the people that need to know, Biff Slamkovich is probably number one on that list.
    Another mystery appearance at Secrets?  Or is Gunloc just bluffing?  Secrets gets more and more confounding by the second.

    We went to commercial, and when we came back, Nick Jones was in the StB dressing room.

JONES:  I'm here with the five members of Simply the Best.  Guys, I'm wondering how the search is coming?

CLARK:  Search?  Oh!  Oh, for Terry Sky.  Oh yeah.  Um, I've been looking around... earlier, you know.  Couldn't find him, so I'm taking a break.

JONES:  ... Rick, weren't you supposed to find him?  Isn't that what Saul Masters told you to do?

CLARK:  Jones, let me tell you something.  Saul's a nice guy, but he's a bit paranoid sometimes.  There is no way in hell that Terry Sky would try anything tonight.  The man is a cowardly, back stabbing yahoo who... What's that noise?

JONES:  From the hallway?  I don't know.  Probably not important.

    A loud thump came from the hall.  It sounded like somebody was banging on the door.  That, or they banged on the door once.

CLARK:  Monica, can you be a dove and get that?  Thanks.  Now, as I was saying, Sky is nothing be a yahoo...

MONICA:  Rick?

CLARK:  What?

MONICA:  It's not working.

CLARK:  Did you remember to turn the doorknob, hon?

MONICA:  Ha ha!  No, Rick, serious.  There's something... I can't push the door open.

    Cody and Ron Grayson each went to the door to try and help out.  A consensus was reached.

GRAYSON:  It's stuck.

    Another camera was outside the dressing room.  There was a dumpster pushed up against the door... AND TERRY SKY WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE!!!
    Terry Sky had trapped StB in their dressing room!  And he was on the way to the ring!!!  The camera briefly went back to the StB dressing room, where we saw StB trying to push the door open, but to no avail!  It wasn't budging!
    We went back to the ring... Terry Sky was making his way to the ring!  He sure as Hell isn't scheduled to compete.  He grabbed the microphone from ringside

SKY:  Masters, if you're expecting StB to come get me, they're having some trouble opening the door, so it's just not going to happen.  I know you're here.  Get your ass down here, you little chicken sh*t!!!!

    Sky wasn't messing around.  Realistically, if Masters did come down, it would be Terry Sky against all of Major Force.
    From the look on Sky's face, you could tell that he just did not care!

SKY:  Of course.  Of course you're not going to come down here.  That's how you work, isn't it, Saul.  You can never face anybody straight up, because when it comes down to it, your balls are about the size of raisins.  Am I right?

    The crowd cheered once more.  Sky was shooting on this one.

SKY:  Maybe you can send down StB.  I'll tell ya, Saul.  They sure can cut a damn fine catch phrase, but you spent MY money on the wrong thugs, pal.  That's right, you heard me.  MY MONEY!!!  You can try and be cute and deny it all you like, but we both know what the score is, don't we, Saul?  Fact is that you're walking around with my cash, and I want it back!  You listening, old man?  Come on, Saul, where are you?  I thought you were taking over.

    A camera was in the back.  Major Force was watching the TV screen.  Grater and Kodiak seemed anxious to go after Sky.  Skarzz stood behind Masters.  Ghost was emotionless during the speech.  Masters held everybody in check.

SKY:  Thing is, a second rate manager like yourself couldn't take over a room full of first grade girls.  You think you rank as high as guys like Sarge X and Extinct?  On your best day, you could never achieve what either of them did.  You're a wannabe in a fancy suit and you know it.  Just look who you've surrounded yourself with.

    Uh oh.  Masters was being baited.  Would he bite?

SKY:  Ghost.  The Pale Destroyer.  He sure was a dominant champion for that week, wasn't he?  He flashed brighter in the pan than most, but where is he now, huh?  He's Major Force's bitch and you know it.

    Backstage...

MASTERS:  Stay here, Ghost.

GHOST:  Saul, I find this too funny to even justify.

    In the ring...

SKY:  Or what about that big oaf Skarzz.  It's got to be tough thinking for two people, huh?  What, when you were raising the big retard, didn't you ever tell him "Now Skarzz, if you pick those, they're never going to heal."?  Gotta tell you, Masters, he's turned out a lot like you.  Except I'd say he's smarter.

    Backstage, Skarzz stood there.  Masters didn't tell him to attack, so he didn't.

SKY:  Kodiak Marmoset.  A guy so insecure that he had to rename his finishing move "The Big V".  You know what, Kodiak?  You can call your little kick whatever you want, but as far as I'm concerned, you're still "The Big L", the big LOSER!!!

    The crowd started chanting "Loser" after that.  Backstage...

KODIAK:  I'm going to kill that bum.

MASTERS:  No, you won't, Kodiak.  Stay here.

KODIAK:  He's ripping all of us.

MASTERS:  He's also living on the streets.  We will not justify the ranting of a bum.

    Back in the ring, Sky was soaking in the chants.  He had one more guy to go.

SKY:  Oh, and we can't forget everybody's favourite red-headed step-child, can we?  Alexander "The FRIGGIN' Grater!"  A man who has made a career being second best.  Hey, Al, how does it feel knowing that you could never get it done on your own, eh?  The Platoon.  The Doomsday Hunters.  Now Major Force.  Without any of those guys, you know exactly where you'd be, and that's flipping burgers for your fat momma back in Kentucky.

    Backstage...

MASTERS:  Stay calm, Alex.

SKY:  You are the biggest no-talent piece of crap I have ever seen!  If you didn't luck out and get drawn with Skarzz in the Wild Card tournament, you'd be jobbing out to Clepto the Clown and Rokuru.  All you ever do is ride on other people's backs to success, because alone, you just can't cut it.  If you had any guts, you'd come on down and put that North American Title that you stole from me on the line, and I'd take the belt and shove it up your fat ass, just like you like it!!!

    Backstage...

MASTERS:  ALEX!!!

    Grater was on his way to the ring!!!  This wasn't going to be pretty.
    Within seconds, Grater was in the arena, charging towards the ring.  Once he got in the ring, Sky flattened him with a spinning heel kick.
    The bell rang... WE HAD A MATCH!!!