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The HSBC Arena, Buffalo, NY
April 15th 2001

Hypnosis Vs Impetigo

“When we ride” by 2Pac plays as Hypnosis steps out of the curtain. He’s carrying a table and a chair under each arm as he walks down to the Asylum, which has been converted into his Deathmatch, The Hypnotic Deathmatch. Hypnosis sets up a table about 2 feet away from the cover on top of the Asylum, and throws the other table and two chairs onto the Asylum, before grabbing a mic and addressing the fans.

Hypnosis: For those of you who don’t know about this match, where the hell have you been? The rules are simple. There are no rules, which is less than a normal Asylum match, cuz as you can see, there is a slab of wood covering the top of the cell, and there’s a glass panel in the centre of it, 6 square feet. Now underneath this glass panel are a shit load of tacks, and the loser is the on to go through the panel, and onto the tacks. Simple. Now I’ll tell you something that isn’t quite so simple. Impetigo you beat me in this exact same match at Mind Games, because of Deicide. Seemingly he gets involved in every one of these matches. When I faced Nico he slammed a pane of glass of my head, against Impotent boy, sorry Impetigo, he put me through a table.

The crowd cheered

Hypnosis: What the hell s wrong with you people. You never had a problem with me before. Now I turn up the intensity, and suddenly you don’t like me? Well I’ll let you in on a secret… I don’t give a fuck! Impotence, sure that is a bad disease, but bring your ugly ass out here now, cuz I owe you a beating. No one embarrasses Hypnosis on TV, broadcast all over the world and gets away with it! Tonight you’re gonna experience things you didn’t think you ever could, and at the end of it, you’re gonna be turned into a human pincushion, AND THERE AINT A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!

Right on cue “Infest” by Papa Roach plays and Impetigo walks out. He’s got a bandage on his head from where Hypnosis and his mysterious helper busted him open two weeks ago, and has a look of revenge etched on his face. This one is going to be a war.

Impetigo charges at the Asylum and dives on to the panel covering the cell. He keeps the momentum going and springs up aiming for a running clothesline, but Hypnosis ducks underneath it and Impetigo almost falls off the panel. Hypnosis takes advantage of the situation, and backs up a bit; waiting for Impetigo to get to his feet, before spearing him off of the panel, onto the table he set up 2 feet away from the cell. Both wrestlers go through the table, but Impetigo takes the brunt of it. Hypnosis shakes the cobwebs loose and stands above Impetigo, who is holding the back of his head. Hypnosis pulls him up to his feet, and leans him against the side of the cell, before reaching for a chair, and swinging at Impetigo, who manages to side step it, and Hypnosis hits the wooden panel. Impetigo grabs the chair, which Hypnosis dropped, and drives it into Hypnosis’ gut, before bringing it down across his back. Impetigo remembering what happened at the last PPV, with the glass being almost unbreakable, he jumps on to the panel, and brings the chair down on the glass, and a crack appears.

Hypnosis uses this time to start to crawl off into the backstage area. Impetigo manages to spot him just as he goes through the curtain, and he follows in hot pursuit, chair in hand. He gets to the curtain and goes through it, when a loud crack is heard and Impetigo falls back out of the curtain and down to the floor. Hypnosis emerges shortly afterwards with a dented camera in his hand, the cameraman follows him out shortly shouting at Hypnosis, who grabs the man by his shirt and punches him. The cameraman drops to the floor. Hypnosis stands above the two men grinning at the destruction he has caused, before seemingly getting an idea. He walks into the backstage area, but moments later Impetigo starts to stir. He slowly gets to his feet and follows Hypnosis.

Impetigo spots Hypnosis turning a corner and breaks into a run after him. Hypnosis has grabbed a couple of ladders, one blatantly at least 5 feet taller. He is walking back with them, and sees Impetigo running at him. He drops the ladders to try and block whatever Impetigo is going for, but to no avail as Impetigo collides with Hypnosis with a spinning heel kick, which sends Hypnosis sprawling backwards against the wall. Impetigo spots a window on the opposite side of the corridor, and trips Hypnosis up, before setting him up for a slingshot. Hypnosis goes flying through the glass window, and when the cameraman looks in he sees Hypnosis lying in a pile of broken table, glass and blood. Impetigo grabs the two ladders and brings them back down to ringside, before turning back to go and get the unconscious Hypnosis… but wait. Hypnosis is standing at the entranceway! How is he back up? Hypnosis slowly staggers down to ringside, wiping the blood out of his eyes, and continues to slowly walk towards Impetigo, as if he is stalking him. Impetigo is shocked at the amount of punishment Hypnosis has absorbed, but then realises he has the upper hand and walks towards Hypnosis. He walks right up to Hypnosis, who is hiding something in his right hand, behind his back. Impetigo grabs for Hypnosis head and pulls of Hypnosis bandanna, which he drops to floor, which lands with a squelch sound as blood spatter out if it. Hypnosis takes the second Impetigo wastes to slash Impetigo’s head with a large piece of the broken window, which he had in his right hand. He bends down and pulls off the bandage on Impetigo’s head, and starts punching maniacally at the spot, which open Impetigo up even more. He resembles a crazy man, as he runs wild on his face with a succession of punches, and then as he gets to his feet, some stomps, which stir the crowd up into the loudest amount of boo’s Hypnosis has ever received. He has incapacitated Impetigo for now, and he goes to setting his plan into action with the ladders. He sets up the 15-foot ladder near the cell, before looking at the 20-foot ladder and thinking it would cause more pain, so he sets it up next to it. Hypnosis then goes on top of the cell and sets up the remaining table over the glass panel, before turning and heading for Impetigo. Whatever Hypnosis has in store for Impetigo it isn’t going to be pretty.

Hypnosis pulls Impetigo to his feet, both men stained in blood and immensely fatigued. Hypnosis drags Impetigo to the 20-foot ladder and puts Impetigo over his shoulder and starts to climb it. Hypnosis leaves Impetigo on the second rung from the top, as he seems to just about be regaining consciousness. Hypnosis climbs over the top, and stands on the side of the ladder nearer the Asylum. Hypnosis then grabs Impetigo and sets him up for a superplex. A superplex off a 20-foot ladder through a table and then through the glass panel onto the tacks! Hypnosis attempts the move, but Impetigo has enough sense to block it. Hypnosis tries again, but it’s blocked once more. Hypnosis is angry now and goes for a punch on Impetigo, but Impetigo blocks it and lands a right hand of his own, and then another and another. Hypnosis is now hanging back on the ladder, barely holding on. Impetigo hears the roar from the crowd and gets a burst of adrenaline as he leaps into the air, and dropkicks the ladder, and on his way down grabs the 15-foot ladder and holds on, swinging from the side. Impetigo is safe, but the 20-foot ladder slowly begins to topple. Hypnosis begins to fall, and as he screams “SHIT!” on the way down, the lights suddenly go out.

CRASH!

The sound of Hypnosis going through the table and the glass panel and then onto the tacks. Silence. But not for long, there is the sound of someone rustling about in the tacks. Is it Hypnosis? Did he manage to get up from this? Then the sound of Impetigo screaming, but why? Another crash, the sound of the second ladder hitting the floor. 3 seconds later the lights come back on, and Impetigo is lying in the pit, with Hypnosis lying on the wooden panel, with tacks and glass stuck into parts of his body. The Asylum officials are unsure of what happened, or what to do, but with Impetigo being the only person they saw in the pit, they do the only thing they can do and award the match to Hypnosis. Medical help comes down to ringside for both men who gave their all in the match, but Hypnosis comes away with the win, even if it was in mysterious circumstances.

Tommy Li Vs Sebastian Thomas

The crowd are restless as they await the beginning of the next match. Tommy Li has been firing on all pistons lately, with a recent win over GFK last Sunday. However this week he faces a new challenge, with his match with Sebastian Thomas.

“Sandstorm” by Darude begins to play over the loud speakers, as Li steps out from backstage. The crowd were mixed with their response, as some cheered for the Mixed Martial Artist, and some booed for the rising star. Tommy wasn’t fazed by any of it though, as he marched towards the asylum, focused, poised, and ready for this encounter.

Tommy enters the Asylum, as his music dies down. The crowd begin to mumble to themselves, wondering why Sebastian’s music is yet to play. Suddenly Sebastian appears from the crowd, and leaps over the Asylum with a jumping kick to the back of Tommy’s head!

Sebastian lands on his feet, as Tommy hops forward quickly to try and stay vertical. Sebastian rushes forward again, and smashes an elbow across the back of Tommy’s head. Unable to stay on his feet, Tommy falls to the floor face first, and Thomas raises his hands to the screaming crowd.

The distraction of the crowd was enough though, as Tommy kick himself up into a crouching position, and sweeping Sebastian’s feet from under him. Thomas lands on his back, but is quick to pick himself up and the two opponents now square off, circling the asylum. Neither fighter wants to unlock his eyes from the murderous stare they bestow upon each other.

Thomas breaks the stare first, as he goes for the Shoot on Tommy. He charges, his head down as he spears into Tommy’s midsection. Sebastian pushes Tommy back, but Tommy runs back with him. Li grabs Thomas’s head and holds in under his arm in a reverse headlock. Sebastian stops pushing now, and realises his shoot has failed. Tommy swings his leg back, and sends two quick kicks into Sebastian’s face, causing his nose to bleed.

Li releases his reverse headlock, and Sebastian quickly scampers back to gain some more ground between him and Tommy. Sebastian wipes the small stream of blood from his nose with the back of his hand, and then once again charges for Tommy. The crowd are screaming loudly now, cheering the two fighters on. Sebastian gets within reach of Tommy, and throws a wild punch towards Tommy. Li sidesteps, and Sebastian looses his footing and goes to the ground, face first.

Li is quick to capitalise, and attacks Thomas on the ground. Li locks Sebastian’s legs up from behind, and shifts all his weight onto Sebastian’s back as he wraps his arms around Sebastian’s neck, beginning to choke him out.

“You see that Fuckhead?” Tommy begins to say, as he talks loudly into his opponent’s ear. “I am dominating you! You weak… pathetic… fool!” Tommy shouts into Sebastian’s ear, as he chokes the man from behind. Sebastian struggles, his face turning red.

“Erh… Dominate… This!” Sebastian shouts back, as he sends his head rocketing back, catching Li in the temple! Sebastian now shakes Li off, as he picks himself up, and begins to stomp wildly on Tommy Li!

Sebastian kicks and stomps, as Tommy tries to scamper away from his attacker. Tommy rolls and scatters along the floor, as Sebastian relentlessly rains down on him with savage soccer style kicks and heel stomps. Li rolls back, but hits the edge of the Asylum, and seeing this, Sebastian capitalises by winding his foot back, and viciously kicking Tommy in the face. Tommy’s head snaps back, and blood spurts out of his mouth and the ref gets in close, to check to see if Tommy is out cold.

Sebastian steps back, admiring his grunt rush as Tommy spits blood out on the Asylum floor. The referee moves in to check on Tommy, but Tommy grabs the referee by the shoulders and throws him into Sebastian! Sebastian catches the referee, but doesn’t have enough time to respond to Tommy and Li comes flying off the ground to land a savage jumping roundhouse kick onto the side of Sebastian’s head!

The referee is knocked out of the way, and Sebastian hits the floor hard. Tommy spins, and launches himself into the air again, this time coming down with a violent stomp to Sebastian’s throat! The referee sees Sebastian gasping for air as Tommy presses his foot down, trying to crush Sebastian’s larynx, and calls for the bell! Tommy Li has won the match!

Tommy releases his foot from Sebastian’s throat, and looks down at his opponent in Disgust. He turns, and walks away as Sebastian clutches his throat, gasping for air. Tommy walks to one side of the Asylum, and uncharacteristically asks for a Microphone. He spits on the floor again, as a gush of blood and saliva splatters across the floor of the Asylum.

“I’m sick of the second rate fighters you throw in front of me, week after week.” Tommy says between huffing breaths.

“When am I going to be challenged?! Which one of you Cowards will face me next!” Tommy shouts, issuing an open challenge to all who will here him. He spits another mouthful of blood onto the Asylum floor, and then walk the long walk back to his locker room.

Deicide Vs Memphis

But a few weeks ago, Deicide found himself with an offer he couldn’t refuse, offered a lump sum of cash, in exchange for him wearing a watch, Deicide happily accepted the deal, but soon thereafter found himself plagued by an old oriental man, whom Deicide assaulted and knocked out one week ago, since then…the man has not been seen, and Deicide moved on to face Memphis, “Enslave the astral fortress” by Naglfar played and Deicide walked through the curtain to a harsh reception from the crowd, the watch in question still visible around his wrist as he clambered into the Asylum. “Shove it” by the Deftones played, and out came Memphis, well…he should have.

Nothing.

Seconds passed, the music went on, but Memphis was nowhere to be seen, after a murmur between officials at ringside, the music stopped, and started again, but seconds in, there’s was still no Memphis, the music stopped, but something happened leaving Deicide to jerk his head to the top of the isle.

The old man from the previous week, walked through the curtain.

Deicide laughed, the old man with a stern look on his face, “Ladies and gentlemen….” The announcer paused, before looking in the direction of Deicide, who said something, “Introducing, Won Hung Lo!”.

The crowd erupted in laughter, the old man merely shaking his head and walking down to the Asylum, and stepping in, Deicide instantly approached him, but was met with a swift jab to the ribs, amazingly, Deicide went down, desperately gasping for air, the crowd mumbled, somewhat shocked that Deicide was down, when “Won Hung Lo” locked him into a cross knee chinlock, Deicide struggled again, but then it appeared to occur to him that he was being embarrassed by the old man whom he had knocked unconscious the previous week, Deicide escaped, elbowing Won Hung Lo between the eyes, as Won swayed back, Deicide moved in relentlessly, striking and kicking Won hard, before taking him, and slamming his head into the mesh again and again! Won slumped, as Deicide continued to hit him hard, Suddenly, Deicide grabbed Won Hung Lo’s legs, and roughly locked him into the Deicide Deathlock! Won struggled in agony, but tapped out, with Deicide applying tremendous pressure, “Enslave the astral fortress” by Naglfar played again, and Deicide was victorious, heading up the ramp, he looked back, but in shock…the old man was on his feet, Deicide glared at the old mad, who once again pointed to the watch located on Deicide’s wrist, Deicide looked at the watch, before promptly mouthing the words “Fuck off!” back at Won Hung Lo, Deicide left in a huff, as the show went to commercial!

Extreme title
Nicodemus(c) Vs Matthew

"Blind" by Korn begins and as the words ARE YOU READY blast through the arena Nicodemus and Hela appear with the Extreme title draped over his left shoulder. He smiles then walks to the back for a moment and walks back out with a structure that locks like a thatched patterns of some 10 maybe 15 Lighttubes as the fans simply stare . Nicodemus walks down to the ring and puts the structure on the outside before sitting down to wait for matthew. Scum of the earth by Rob Zombie blasts as the fans cheer for Matthew. Matthew walks out and stares at the Extreme champion who is still sitting. Matthew looks at the tubes and simply gets into the ring as the bell rings. With that Nico is up to his feet and immediately trades blows with Matthew. After several shots Nico begins to stagger Matthew back rocking him with solid punches. Nico with a few solid punches and rocks Matthew then Nico with a step back and lands a solid standing side kick that sends Matthew over the cage and out onto the floor. Nico steps out onto he floor as both men brawl into the crowd. Matthew grabs a beer and throws it into the face of Nicodemus. Nico is blinded momentarily and Matthew uses this to knock Nico down with a running lariat Matthew lays into Nicodemus with a series of stiff kicks and punches as Nico slowly gets to his feet, Matthew grabs a fan’s chair and lines up Nico then blasts him as Nico is staggered, Matthew with a running start nails the champ and he goes down. Matthew begins to go ballistic reigning down chair shot after chair shot on the champ. Matthew grabs Nicodemus and drags him back towards the ring whipping him back first into the fence and choking him with the chair. Matthew is in control as he raises up the chair but Nico with a diving single leg manages to take down Matt causing him to drop the chair. Nico then gets up to his feet and pulls up Matthew then hits a fisherman’s buster on the floor. Nico continues his onslaught as he grabs Matthew and executes the Vertigo on the concrete floor. Nicodemus does not waste any time and grabs a chair then another and slowly he sets the chairs facing each other in a 3 chair by 2 chair rectangle and then he grabs Matthew and hits a DDt on the floor before going over and grabbing the light tubes, he pulls one tubes from the pile and sets it across each chair then after a kick to the gut he delivers a powerbomb sending Matthew through the chairs and the light tubes. Matthew is hurting as the crowd begins to "boo" the extreme champion. Nicodemus does not seem to care as some crazy fan in a black hat jumps in the face of Nico screaming his brains out. Nico grabs the guy and throws him to the ground as he pulls up Matthew. Nico grabs one of the shards of glass and uses it to open up Matthew. Nico then grabs another piece and cuts Matthew yet again as the blood begins to flow. Nico turns his back and grabs a chair but as he turns Matthew has grabbed a light tubes and shatters it over the head and shoulder area of the champ. Matthew with a few kicks followed by a set of rolling snap suplexes and a final front layout suplex to the champion. Matthew is bleeding heavily as he grabs another light tube and smashes it over Nico before walking into the back for a moment he returns with a barbed wire wrapped bat. He waits til Nico gets up and hits him into the midsection with the bat. Mathew then grinds the bat into the forehead of Nico splitting him open even more. Matthew reacts to the cheering fans as he sets the bat down and prepares to pedigree Nico face first on the bat, Nico blocks the pedigree by grabbing the legs of Matthew and pulling him on to his back. Nicodemus then grabs the bat and nails Matthew in the chest with it before pulling up Matthew an hitting a seated double handed chokeslam onto the barbed wire bat. Nico is intense as he walks over and grabs the rest of the lighttubes and simply holds them over his head and slams them into Matthew as the shatter everywhere. The crowd gasps as Matthew is covered in glass and the powder following the breaking of some 13 light tubes. Nico walks to the back again and this time he comes back with a ladder. He sets the ladder up and after climbing a few rungs drops down with a leg drop across the throat of Matthew. Nico hammers away at Matthew then picks hi up and carries him to the ring, he drapes the legs of Matthew over the top of the ring and leaves Matthew hanging as he walks back grabs the ladder then runs and launches the ladder hitting Matthew square in the chest. Nicodemus then sets up the ladder and Lays out Matthew across the Cage propping his feet on a chair, Nico then climbs to the top of the ladder and drops down with a splash on Matthew crushing him down to the concrete floor. Nico stands back and begins setting up a pyramid o chairs as the ref begins to count Matthew down .1.2.3..4.5..6.7..8..Matthew manages to get to his feet. Nico pulls Matthew over towards the setup ladder as Nico stands on the fourth rung he goes to powerbomb Matthew through the pyramid of chairs, but Matthew somehow blocks the Move and Huranacanrana’s Nicodemus off of the ladder and sends him crashing through the pyramid of chairs. Matthew pushes his way through the crowd and begin to climb up to a balcony overlooking the arena floor. Matthew stands on the edge of the Balcony and plays up to the crowd, He goes for the dive but as he sets his feet and jumps a chunk of the concrete breaks free sending Matthew flying backwards and dropping a 50 pound chunk of concrete to the ground. The piece falls and nails Nicodemus knocking him to the ground. The ref begins to count the champ as Matthew slowly gets to his feet with a bewildered look on his face.

1..2..3.4.5.6..7.8.9..10.. the champ is out. Thanks to that chunk of concrete Matthew is the NEW Extreme champion in the Aslyum!!

Stuff rocks!

"Woah dude, really?" The voice of Chris Credible was coming from...somewhere, the big screen was completely black. "That is awesome dude, is it really true? I can see how it would be, you know...they probably do call Basketball, Basketball, cause there's a basket, and a ball...I just never thought of it! You know dude...you say some pretty clever stuff at times, sometime's you scare me cuz' I think you'll make me look stupid...but you just make me clevererer, Like now I know why Basketball is called Basketball, the world is like...my seashell n' stuff, like...now I know they call Aeroplane's...No wait, that doesnt work, oh...I got it...now I know why they call cheerios, cheerios! Its like, because they're O's, and plus....they musy be REALLY cheery or sumthin'"

"So yeah, this is cool...here we are, two dudes, kind of sucks that im not champ anymore, but Kenny said, that as long as we stay in this cupboard, and out of his way, I can score some more cool stuff, how sweet is that?....dude?...........DUDE?.......oh yeah" The sound of a match could be heard being struck, suddenly a hazy glow came up onthe big screen, and Chris Credible could be seen in a now matchlit cupboard, talking to his "Magic" 8-Ball

"Oh yeah, I gots to shake you so you can speak" Chris shook the ball and read out loud.

"Uh, good things come to those who wait?....that sucks dude, say something clever!" Credible shook the 8-Ball again, but a look of sheer terror came across his face.

"You are going to die?" With that, the match blew out, leading to complete darkness"

Signed and Sealed, With a Twist!

"Tommy Gun" by the Clash played, prompting a huge roar from the crowd as Tommy Gunn walked through the curtains, a stern look in his eye as he walked down to the Asylum, microphone in hand, he reached the Asylum and stepped in, before putting the microphone to his mouth.

"Well" he started "Ye have whit' ye want, ah'll fight Joey at the next pay per view"

"Ah did'nae want te' do it Da', but ye did'nae give me a choice." Tommy started to speak again, but was cut of by a familiar tune, "Last Resort" by Papa Roach played, and Graphic Violence stepped through the curtain, and eruption of boo's followed, as Tommy stood ready to fight, GV placed a microphone to his lips.

"Well, look at what we have here, looks to me like the pussy finally grew a set of balls!" The crowd exploded with boo's, hurling trash at GV, who simply smiled.

"So Tommy, you think that accepting a challenge from your borther make's you a big man? Well Tommy...youmight just be right...but hey, we'll see how big you are...with your "DA!" as referee." A shocked expression came across Tommy's face, as GV laughed, before exciting to the curtain, Tommy left looking extremely unhappy at GV's comments!

T.V. Title
Kenny Rock(c) Vs Kid Jive

In the previous two months, it has become rather apparent that the Television title is not on of Graphic Violence, or Michelle’s priorities, the title has changed hands several times, rarely legitimately, on two occasions, the title has had two holders, and repeatedly, people not even scheduled to be in the match have left with the title, Kenny Rock looks to bring some credibility, and stability back, and as “Living, Loving, Lying, Leaving” by Munkafust played, out stepped his first defence opponent, Kid Jive, Jive…in the thick of things on several occasions bunbled down the isle, with a look of emptiness in his eye, Jive had been hitting a bad patch in recent weeks, more recently hitting the bottle, Jive once again looked to be incapacitated, as he walked down the isle, struggling to steady himself, he just about managed to clamber into the Asylum. “Out from under” by Incubus played, and Kenny Rock appeared, T.V. title around his waist, he rubbed his hands together at the prospect of taking on the drunken Jive, and slowly and deliberately milked the crowd on the way down to the Asylum, like a vulture honing in on its prey, Kenny stepped into the Asylum, handing his title to the referee, Jive instantly approached, but tripped into Kenny, who shoved him back, Jive swung a slow, laboured punch, which Kenny easily ducked, now taunting Jive, who continued to throw punches, each one either missing, or being ducked by Kenny, Jive was clearly drunk, and as he placed all of his might into a punch, he missed, falling flat on his face, the crowd laughed at Jive, who lay flat, as Kenny brought Jive up, and pompously jabbed him in the nose, sending him back down, Jive’s nose was now bleeding, as Kenny once again pulled him up by the hair, before once again arrogantly punching him, before slamming his skull into the mesh a few time’s for good measure, Jive lay, motionless on the mat, as Kenny shouted something towards the fans, causing a murmur of upset in the first few rows, he then picked up Jive, once again…and sent him back down with a snap suplex, Kenny clambered onto the Asylum, and executed a picturesque shooting star press onto Kid Jive, some area’s of the crowd cheering in approval, other’s booing immensely, as Kenny leapt up, looking for praise! Jive was still laid out on the mat, and Kenny was no clearly showboating, spitting on the downed Jive, before kicking him several time’s, the crowd now booing extremely loudly, Kenny raised his thumb, before pulling it across his throat in an “execution” manor, he lifted an extremely groggy Jive and lashed him with a hard kick to the back of the knee, Jive flew into the air, but Kenny sprung, hitting him in mid-air with a spinning roundhouse kick to the jugular, Jive hit the mat, motionless once more as Kenny sprang to his feet, the referee counted Jive down for ten, and the bout was won! Kenny raised his title, the crowd still booing immensely, Jive began to stumble to his feet, but was put back down with an abrupt crack around the head with the T.V. title, shortly after however, a look of terror came across the face of Kenny.

Just Sane

Sane was racing down to the Asylum, but as he reached it, Kenny ducked out, leaping into the crowd who were an instant mass of abuse, hurling harsh words and popcorn at Kenny, who struggled through them, Sane stood and glared, but had failed to notice someone who had stalked him down the isle and into the Asylum.

“Sanity Assasin” Adam Manson!

Sane turned, but was grabbed directly in an Iron Claw hold which he calls “Exposed Hatred”, Manson lifted Sane, by the head, and hurled him over the rim of the Asylum, directly through the announce table! Manson smiled, before disappearing Kenny Rock style into the crowd, the crowd then murmured once more, this time Chris Credible was coming down the isle, he clambered into the Asylum, saying what appeared to be, “Tee Hee Hee, if this doesn’t get my face over my…I mean, uh, my Heel over my face, nothing will!” Before stamping into the still downed Jive, suddenly however, multicoloured lights flashed throughout the arena, and a figure was spotted in the rafters, this surprised the crowd, as suddenly the lights went out, and when they returned, Credible met a shock, behind him, wielding a chair stood…

Evolution!

CRACK!

Evolution levelled Credible with a stern chair shot the the skull, Credible fell flat on his back…Evolution stood in the middle of the Asylum, Credible and Sane on the mat. But the unexpected happened…the crowd cheered, for him! They actually cheered for Boomer McAugust. And with that, he began to speak.

"The fire's of hell shall burn no more.......after Sane, Jive, and I are done with Kenny Rock and his cronies........There reign in the Asylum WILL end........I promise you that. From the moment that I have stepped into the Asylum, I have done nothing to try and prove myself, I just expected it. But guess what? That's changed. And as far as I'm concerned, Boomer McAugust will live no more. But Evolution lives on......now and forever."

He threw the chair out of the Asylum, and the first three rows started chanting his name.

"Evolution has already began, and it will remain forever."

'Dig' By MUDVAYNE blasts over the P.A. system, as Evolution leaves the Asylum, and heads up the exit ramp.

Archangel Vs Inmate

A buzz of excitement arose in the HSBC arena, as the announcer bellowed that the following match would be Archangel, versus the Inmate, two former champions one on one, internet speculation, on release of the card, was that Graphic Violence was heavily involved in the booking of this match, perhaps to make sure, that by the time his title defence came around, these two men had damaged each other sufficiently enough to rule themselves out as potential threats, and as “Divine” by Korn played, the 7’2” monster Archangel walked through the curtain, the crowd buzzing with excitement, taking a deliberately slow march down to the Asylum, Archangel it seemed was already trying to psyche out Inmate, and as Archangel clambered into the Asylum, “Wicked” by Korn and the Deftones started up, and the crowd exploded, Inmate strode through the curtain, already heavilty breathing, his upper body moving up and down with each breath, he stood for a few seconds, looking directly into the eyes of Archangel, who’s black eye’s stared directly back, then…Inmate began his walk, the crowd growing ever more excited as he neared the Asylum, he stopped for a moment, before taking a long strand of barbed wire, and beginning to wrap it around his fist and lower arm, this worked the crowd into a frenzy, as Archangel looked on, seemingly un-impressed by the barbed wire, Inmate strode up the steps, and without thought, straight into the Asylum, walking and standing, looking up into the eyes of Archangel, who gazed down with the same look of war, the referee stepped back, as the two men maintained the icy glare, the crowd now at fever pitch, BANG! The crowd erupted, Inmate striking with a hard right to the jaw, which was followed directly by a hard left from Archangel, rocking Inmate back, Inmate stepped back in, striking Archangel again across the jaw, the barbed wire on his other hand not yet coming into play, Archangel’s height and weight advantage got him an early head start, rocking Inmate back and back again with devastatingly hard rights and lefts, Inmate hit the mesh, but this seemed to be a warning trigger for him, firing out with some hard kicks and jabs of his own, sending Archangel marginally back, at this point, Inmate rushed in, grabbing Archangel in a waistlock, in two strenuous heaves, Inmate attempted to lift Archangel, both time’s getting his feet off the floor, but on a final attempt, finding Archangel’s elbow striking him between the shoulder blades, and dropping him to his knees, as Inmate fell to his knees, he felt Archangel’s presence, but was too late to react, finding himself lifted into the air by his shirt, and the belt of his trunks, he was spun through the air, crashing head first into the Asylum mesh! Inmate bounced off it, desperately trying to get to his feet and grab back some momentum, it was at this point however, the the crowd gasped in sheer amazement!

Vengeance.

Archangel locked in his devastating finished, Inmate struggled in agony, and the crowd in attendance couldn’t believe their eyes, Archangel appeared to have things won early on, the referee closed in, but…

Low blow by Inmate! Inmate managed to mustered up the strength to kick Archangel below the belt! Archangel released the hold, dropping himself to his knees, as Inmate fell back, leaning on the mesh in recovery, it wasn’t long however, before Archangel was looming towards Inmate again, this time however, Inmate caught Archangel with a sickening blow, hitting him right between the eyes with a forearm covered in barbed wire, Archangel’s skin physically being torn as he fell back, crimson blood now flowing down his face! Inmate saw opportunity, kneeling over Archangel and bashing him repeatedly around the head with punches, he then rolled him over, and locked him in a sitting sleeper, as the referee checked Archangel, he appeared to be slipping into unconciousness, but suddenly, began to stand, Inmate still hanging on his back, he dropped backwards, letting all 385lbs of his mass fall onto Inmate, both men lay flat out, Inmate clutching his ribs, and Archangel breathing heavily, Inmate got to his knees, now unwrapping the barbed wire from his wrist, Archangel too slowly got to his feet, in succession both men stood, Inmate stepping towards Archangel, trying to wrap the barbed wire around his throat, Archangel however lashed out with a kick, and snatched the barbed wire from Inmate, Inmate reeled back, before running at Archangel, who raised his foot for a big boot, however…the crowd exploded with cheers, as surely one of the most amazing, freak happenings of the night occurred.

Inmate caight Archangel’s leg, and somehow, spun him down into SNAP! Inmate’s patented one leg boston crab finisher, this however, was only half of the story…on the way down, Archangel had managed to wrap the barbed wire around Inmate’s neck, and maintained the grip, even whilst in the leglock, the situation now being, that Inmate had Archangel locked into the leglock, but Archangel was reaching behind his own head, glasping the barbed wire around Inmate’s throat, the crowd gasped, as with ever torque Inmate attempted, the result was Archangel pulling tighter on the barbed wire, and vice versa, It was at a stalemate, As blood began to flow from Inmate’s throat, and Archangel began to fade into unconsciousness the crowd were amazed, both men suddenly broke their respective vantage points, but only because they appeared to be unconscious! Inmate slumped, Barbed wire still around his neck, as Archangel remained motionless on the mat, the referee began to administer the count.

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3

4

5

6….at this point, Archangel began to move on the mat, holding his knee, he began to try and get up, as did Inmate, slowly untwining the barbed wire from his neck, and groggily moving up.

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9

10!

NO! Both men somehow stumbled to their feet for the count, before falling straight back down again, suddenly though, the crowd erupted with boo’s

Graphic Violence and Silence.

NC-17 walked down the isle, GV clutching a chair, and Silence a table, Graphic Violence appeared to be extremely unhappy that neither Inmate nor Archangel had finished each other off, and showed so, throwing the chair into the Asylum, as Silence threw the table in, however, GV and Silence didn’t follow, but rather stand and watch, waiting for Inmate and Archangel to destroy each other with the weapons provided! Moments later, both men got up, Archangel slowly edging toward the chair, as Inmate moved towards the table, Inmate got to his knees, propping the table vertically against the Asylum on an angle, as Archangel got both hands on the chair, and used it to push himself to his feet, Inmate turned, CRACK! Archangel blasted him across the head with the chair, both members of NC-17 laughed at this, but strangely, so did Inmate, blood now pouring down his forehead, Inmate swayed, seemingly offering Archangel another shot! CRACK! Archangel obliged, bringing the chair down across Inmate’s skull, but Inmate maintained the same sadistic grin, once again offering Archangel a swing, Archangel again took Inmate up on the offer, but this time, Inmate swooped in, grabbing Archangel in a waislock.

CRASH!

Inmate somehow lifted Archangel, and gave him a modified T-Bone suplex through the table! Before falling flat on his face, the referee started his count, and got to 10! Still neither man moving a muscle, the match had officially been declared a draw! Graphic Violence seemed oddly keen to have EMT’s on the scene, and the “EMT’s” who looked a lot more like some form of security, dragged Archangel and Inmate out of the ringside area, rather than tending to their injuries, the camera’s switched backstage, where Inmate and Archangel were loaded into separate “Ambulances” and quickly driven out of the arena into the night as the show went to commercial!.

Asylum Championship
Graphic Violence(c) Vs Troy Cruz

As the prospect of a highly marred main event dawned across the HSBC arena in Buffalo New York, the crowd mumbled in conference, most likely discussion the previous bout, in which neither Archangel nor Inmate were beneficial, with Graphic Violence and Silence marring the bout, Graphic Violence had also earlier dropped a bombshell on Tommy Gunn’s plans, naming his father, Joseph Gunn, the special referee in the bout between himself and his brother Joey at the New Era Pay per view, with this on their minds, the crowd were finding it hard to get excited, with Troy Cruz appearing to be another lamb to the slaughter, they still however went wild, as “Last Time” by Fuel played, and the man of the moment walked through the curtain, a look of intense focus in his eye, Cruz strode down to the Asylum, looking across the packed arena as he did so, before finally stepping into the Asylum as the announcer bellowed out the rest of his details, there was however a question still in the air, this match was indeed the black sheep of the card, with everything else seemingly fitting into the champion Graphic Violence’s plans, aside from this match, which stuck out like a sore thumb as one which didn’t appear to have been booked by himself, “Last Resort” by Papa Roach bellowed through the HSBC arena, which in turn became a barrage of boo’s and abuse, and not only Graphic Violence, but Silence, and also Michelle Campbell stepped through the curtain, Cruz stood, almost like a school boy at the victim of three bullies in the ring, and as Graphic Violence, Silence and Michelle glared at him, he did something which stirred the crowd in attendance into frenzy.

He took his middle finger.

And showed it to Graphic Violence, Silence…and Michelle…one at a time, all three looked furious, but it was GV who showed it the most, whipping the Asylum championship from his waist and handing it to Michelle, before striding down to the Asylum with intent, Cruz now crouched, waving GV on and hurling abuse at him at the same time, GV stepped into the Asylum, but no sooner did he do so than Cruz was upon him, both men set at each other, rights and lefts which brought the HSBC crowd in attendance to their feet, both men threw fists, instantly bloodying each others noses and mouths, the massive GV took control, grabbing Cruz by his shirt and throwing him head first into the mesh, before taking him by the belt of his jeans and throwing him back across the Asylum, Cruz however was amidst an adrenaline rush, and got back to his feet like a cat, running and spearing GV down, much t the crowds delight, Cruz mixed wild punches and bashing GV’s head into the ground, before getting to his feet and kicking into the downed GV, however one stray kick later, and GV had caught his foot, delivering a hard low blow than dropped Cruz to his knees, GV got to his feet, and it was his turn to deliver some punishment, wiping the crimson blow from his nose, he took Cruz by the shirt again, and proceeded to ram his skull into the mesh of the Asylum several times, until eventually Cruz’s shirt tore directly from his body, GV however used this to advantage, using the shirt to choke Cruz into almost unconsciousness.

Almost.

Cruz out of no-where stood, amazingly managing to lift GV onto his back and into the air, finally backing him up into the rim of the Asylum, and again, finally causing GV to release the chokehold with the rag that was once Cruz’ shirt, Both men fell to their knee’s, breathing heavily once more, Cruz this time the first man to his feet, kicking GV across the Asylum with repeated blow’s to the ribs, Cruz stepped back, beginning to take a run up, he flipped off GV which once again stirred the crowd into frenzy, he didn’t however, spot GV slowly sliding the locked bar on the small doorway to the Asylum open, Cruz began to run, but was met by the small door, which GV swung viciously into Cruz’ ribs, Cruz hit the door and flipped directly over in onto the canvas, clutching his ribs in agony, he didn’t see GV, who came up behind him, and bashed his head into the mesh, before quickly positioning him in the area where the door would normally close, Cruz now hung precariously between the door and the outside, GV took the door and flipped off the crowd to a tremendous amount of boo’s, but the crowd once again roared, because as GV tried to slam the door shut on Cruz, he found Cruz’ hands blocking him, after several attempts, GV furiously stomped the downed Cruz, until the point where he was motionless, before finally drawing the door back, and slamming it shut on the bare ribs of Cruz! The crown winced and Cruz roared in agony, the mesh cutting his skin and the heavy steel crushing him, GV drew back the door and slammed it shut to another hideous roar from Cruz, GV dragged Cruz from the doorway and threw him to the mat, Cruz’ ribs were now almost black with bruising, with blood pouring from the area onto the mat, GV meanwhile was talking with Silence, who folded up a nearbye chair and tossed it to GV, who caught it and turned to Cruz, running with the chair, GV drew back, but somehow, Cruz managed to raise a boot, connecting with GV’s ribs and causing him to grind to a half, Cruz tentatively tried to stand, nursing his severely damaged ribs, as GV approached again, Cruz again keeping him at bay with a kick, and once again as GV loomed in, like a hyena looming in on an injured prey, GV lifted the chair right back, but this time, Cruz met him with a kick below the belt, GV went to his knees, and as he did he found the chair snatched from him by Cruz, who in turn brought it down across GV’s back, GV hit the mat face down, as Cruz once again fell in agony, the effort of attacking taking its toll, both men lay for a few seconds, before Cruz used the chair as an aid, pushing himself to his feet with it, and slowly but surely, began to measure a shot to GV, the crowd stood on their feet, but booed tremendously.

Silence.

Silence was in the Asylum, and from behind, snatched the chair from the hands of Cruz, who turned, and received a killer stab to the ribs with the chair via Silence, Cruz coughed blood onto the mat as he hit the ground from the blow, GV now fully stood, and gestured for the chair from Silence, Silence got down, holding Cruz’ arms in an almost crucifix like position, as GV stood over Cruz, and to tremendous abuse, brought the chair down edgeways into Cruz’ ribs, GV looked into the eyes of the referee, before smiling, and doing so again, prompting the referee to instantly ring the bell in fear of Cruz’ safety, giving GV the win! GV however, brought the chair into the air again, and stabbed it down into Cruz’ ribs again, the referee stepped forth to intervene but was also met by a crack to the head with the chair! GV stepped back, Silence still holding Cruz’ arms GV brought the chair behind his head, and swung with tremendous force.

However, the chair was no longer in his hands, he turned slowly, to see which idiot referee had taken the chair from him, he didn’t however, get what he was bargaining for, he turned, and was met directly by the face of…

Joe Campbell.

The crowd erupted, Joe snatching the chair from GV, GV froze for a split second, not expecting to see Joe, this however was the only time Joe needed, kicking GV low, and bringing the chair down into his head with tremendous force! GV buckled over, at which point Silence looked up, to be met by a chair to the face at high acceleration! Silence fell flat out, Joe now single handedly flooring GV and Silence, GV began to stand, but the crowd let out a loud “Ooh!” as Joe once again drove the chair into his head, and again…and again….and AGAIN! Joe appeared to looze it, hitting and hitting at GV with the chair, many of the shots completely missing, GV slumped across the mesh, as Joe stepped back, measuring a shot that would crush GV’s head into the mesh, however, in mid-swing, he stopped.

Michelle Campbell.

Joe’s ex-wife, now only called Michelle Campbell for recognition, stood in front on GV, shielding him from Joe’s shot, Joe stopped and took a step back, as Michell stood tall in front of him, realising that Joe wasn’t going to strike, she grinned, before administering the middle finger to Joe…

CRACK!

The crowd erupted, Joe had levelled Michelle with a thunderous chair shot to the head roaring “One all slag” at her as she went down, she hit the mat hard, and was dragged out of the Asylum by GV and Silence who were now slowly recuperating, dazed, GV and Silence slowly carried Michelle up the ramp, Joe meanwhile stood in the Asylum, aiding Cruz to his feet, Cruz leant on Joe, also dazed…and Joe pointed at GV who backed up the ramp, clearly exchanging a few harsh words, as the Sunday show came to a close and “Haemorrhage In my hands” By Fuel played, the camera focused on Joe and Cruz, Joe more specifically…..the mystery of who booked the match, was no longer a Mystery as Joe looked intensely into the eyes of GV!