"Hey, what the fuck are you doing here you goddamn reject? What the hell do you think you're doing getting in Dark's way you little piece of crap."

Xearo merely blinks as passers-by stop to watch this. Dark begins to shake with rage.

"What the hell are you doing on the floor you dumbass? You down there to kiss Dark's boot? Go ahead."

Dark sticks his foot out at Xearo. Xearo blinks again.

"Go on, lick it? Are you retarded or something? Can you not understand Dark? Are you a mother fucking retard boy?"

The crowd watching chuckle slightly at the comment, giving Xearo a pained look on his face.

"C'mon. Say something? Cat got your tongue? Left it up there when you were licking it's ass?"

The crowd laugh slightly louder as Xearo looks around nervously.

"Can't fucking stand up either? Afraid Dark's going to kick you homeless silent ass all the way around this building? What's the matter? Get out of the wrong side of the dumpster this morning?"

The crowd laugh quite loudly, causing Xearo to stand up slowly.

"Hey look at that, the beast moves."

Xearo look at Dark right in the eyes. Dark shakes his head.

"What you looking at? You want to be Dark? You want to be standing here, where Dark is, looking down of the piece of crap that you are. At least Dark can speak, unlike you. Who the hell are you anyway? And what the fuck are you doing on the floor? Trying to pick up a nickel somebody dropped?"

The crowd again laugh at Xearo's expense. Xearo nods his head down as Dark takes a step forward and pushes Xearo against the wall.

"You stay the hell out of Dark's way, or Dark will throw you right through this wall right here. You got that?"

Dark knees Xearo in the groin and he falls to the floor as the gathered crowd once again crowd around Xearo laughing. Dark walks through the crowd with his arms raised. Xearo pulls himself up on one arm and watches Dark go off, with the jeers ringing in his ears. Xearo stands up from the floor and using the wall for support walks off as the camera cuts back to the arena.

Sanjuro Vs GFK

“Ay! Sucka! We is talking to you, dude!”

Sanjuro turned to look at the ridiculous Credible.

“Dats right biotch, look me in the face when I is speakin witchu! Now, last week dude…I mean, SUCKA! You wasn’t very nice to my buddy here, SUCKA! And NOW! SUCKA! YOU IS GOT TAH PAY!”

GFK grabbed the mic. “Sanjuro, you were my bro fo’ a long time, but now I gots tah end this…its got ta..” Credible snatched the mic.

“BECAUSE SUCKAS GOTS TA KNOW!!!”

At this point, GFK made his way down to the Asylum, last week he and Sanjuro refused to fight, but now the terms were different, and he stepped into the Asylum and began to exchange hard rights and lefts with Sanjuro!

GFK took the advantage, battering Sanjuro to the mat, his clear size and strength advantage favouring him straight away, GFK lifted Sanjuro into a military press, however Sanjuro dropped, catching GFK with a Katana Cutter on the way down!

So early on however, the move had little effect, with GFK bouncing straight up and catching Sanjuro with a hard boot to the face as he turned, Sanjuro hit the mat with a thud, rolling to evade a second huge boot hurtling toward his face, Sanjuro got to his feet, as GFK swung a huge lariat, which Sanjuro ducked, catching GFK with a high flipping drop kick, before rolling behind him, and grabbing him in a dragon sleeper! GFK struggled, but managed to back Sanjuro up into the mesh!

Sanjuro released the hold, and GFK turned, aiming another big boot at Sanjuro, which Sanjuro again managed to avoid! GFK however caught Sanjuro from behind, lifting him and planting him face first into the mat! GFK leapt, attempting to catch Sanjuro with a leg drop, however Sanjuro rolled, and GFK hammered into the mat!

Sanjuro mounted the mesh, before awaiting a dazed GFK to get to his feet, GFK turned, and Sanjuro leapt.

Military press! Amazing strength by GFK, catching Sanjuro in a military press! He slowly approached the end of the Asylum, ready to hurl Sanjuro out, however, Sanjuro dropped behind, and as GFK turned, he was met by a swift, yet clinical superkick, sending him out of the Asylum! Sanjuro had won! “Renegades of funk” played once again as Sanjuro left to a halo of abuse, and a deflated GFK was consoled by Credible at ringside!

Ash Vs Insane Wonder

Crash!

Wonder and the wheelchair both crash down to the canvas in a mess of human and metal. Ash climbs back into the Asylum and Henry Koch has recovered enough now to call for the bell. The fight is officially underway as Ash begins to stomp of Wonder with his steel-toed combat boots. The crowd is sick at the sight of the Lynch Mob staging a beating of a handicapped person and begin to boo Ash and IW. Wonder, still pretending he can't walk, tries to crawl away from Ash, but Ash picks up his barbed wire bat and begins to beat Insane Wonder on the legs with it. At the sight of this, the fans hurl even more abuse the Lynch Mob's way. Undaunted, Ash locks Wonder in a spinning toe hold.

"Ah, my legs! My legs!" Wonder screams above the booing crowd.

Ash releases the hold and picks up the wheelchair. Ash holds the wheelchair over the legs of a prone Insane Wonder and...

Crash!

Ash brings the wheelchair down hard over IW's legs! After offering a few choice words to the official, which sounded much like "Fuck you," Ash pulled Insane Wonder up to his feet. Still pretending not to be able to stand, IW quickly fell over, only to be caught and held up by Ash in a Kata Hajime. Ash begins choking IW out! Insane Wonder stops struggling and Ash releases the hold and lets referee administer the ten count.

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Insane Wonder stumbled to his feet, as Ash argued with the fans in front row, Ash then turns back to Insane Wonder, who is finally waking back up. Ash pulls the wheelchair upright and picks IW up, placing him sitting in it. Ash then wheels IW to one side of the Asylum and runs towards the other. Ash lets go of the wheelchair at the last second...

Crash!

The wheelchair hits the cage and sends Insane Wonder flying out of the Asylum, through the air, and landing on an old couple in the first row! The bell rang, finally signaling for the victory of Ash. "South Texas Deathride" by Union Underground began to play over the PA system as Ash and Insane Wonder began taunting the crowd. The crowd responded by throwing trash into the Asylum at the Lynch Mob. Ash uses his barbed wire bat to swat sodas, beer cans, hotdogs, and the like back at the fans, but Wonder has no way to dodge the trash being hurled at him. Suddenly, a Three Musketeers bar hits him in the side of the head. But Wonder just grins, picks up the candy bar, and eats it, as the Lynch Mob goes to the back to prepare for their tag match later tonight.

Pretty Fly walks over to were the guards are standing, they start to walk casually by them and then both guards pick them up and carry them out gently without saying a word and goes back to their statue like positions.

"Hey, listen up dudeskies but you don’t wanna play games with the two most sexy bitches in all of…dude, what is that place that we all live on…you know its sort of round and has 6 billion plus people on it…"

"Dude, I am sooooooo drawin a blank here." Steve-O declares rubbing his forehead, all this thinking was making his head hurt. The guards looked at each. "Who are you two?" asked the biggest of the guards.

"Well, I am Nate and this is my ever so handsome partner Steve-O… we’re pretty narly." Said Nate folding his arms and giving Steve-O a nod.

"Yeah… we be hittin the spank!" Steve-O shouts out, caught up in the moment he doesn’t realise that everyone is looking at him like he was retarded or something. Nate rubs Steve-Os head, "It’s okay Steve-O, when your as sexy and me and you, you don’t need to be smart… just ride your good looks like a women." He says.

"So why should we care if your names are Nate and Steve-O?" says one of the guards.

"Because we are employed with Asylum… and if you guys let us in when we become trillionairs in a couple of weeks we will let you be our personal servants and give you sexy women to boink. As in sexy we mean the toothless hair snaggle tooth ones with three asses." Nate smiles.

"You two are fighters in Asylum?" the two guards break down laughing, almost falling to the ground… Nate and Steve-O start to walk past the laughing guards but are pushed away, as the laughter stops, "I don’t think so… now go smoke your weed, smuggle drugs, and look at your baby porn you hippies!"

"Nah, dude, we will do that later, Steve-O marked in our personal organiser… but right now we must go in the building and mingle with the babes… I hear that sexy Zoe is free… didn’t Pete run out on her so that he could fly away to Turkey and fund scientists to figure out a way to get Zoe pregnant with his such lazy ass sperm. Or was that the other way around…" Steve-O and Nate were so caught up in the theory that they didn’t realise that the guards had put them on the other side of the arena.

Griff Truxell Vs A.D.

A.D.

A.D. walked through the curtain, securing the last of some white tape around his knuckles and wrist, he walked down to the Asylum as though he had done it a thousand times before, the reality was, he probably had, but to Griff, that meant nothing, the fact was, the “rookie” A.D. had landed a lucky punch the previous week, and this week, Griff Truxell would show him what greatness was all about.

A.D. stepped into the Asylum, as Griff shot an icy glare in his direction, the match referee ordered the two to the center of the Asylum, and as they met, a redundant handshake took place…

WHACK!

Griff pulled A.D. straight into a short arm clothesline! The war was on, as a startled A.D. lay flat out, Griff Truxell kicking maliciously at him, A.D. rolled and pressed himself up, but was shot down by a solid kick to the ribs via Griff, who was now working up a frenzy like attack pattern, whacking A.D. with rights and lefts with both kicks and punches.

WHACK!

Griff couldn’t believe it, A.D. caught him on the jaw with an uppercut which send him back a few strides, as much as he didn’t like to admit it, A.D. was high on the list of hardest punches Griff had ever received, Griff stumbled back as A.D. struggled to his feet, this time letting his temper get the batter him him and charging Griff.

Griff hooked A.D.’s head.

CRUNCH!

Griff held on, hitting A.D. with what almost resembled a vertical standing piston DDT into the mesh! A.D. fell back, blood now pouring from the top of his head which had split on contact with the hard Asylum rim, Griff saw this, and dealt A.D. a swift, yet harsh knee to the top of the head, dropping him to the mat!

A.D. shook his head, particles of blood flying everywhere as he attempted to get up, Griff loomed in, but it was becoming evident that A.D. had been on the rough side of such brawls before. Thud! A.D. pelted Griff’s midsection with a wicked sucession of right and left jabs, shortly followed by a low blow, and then finally, a head butt on the way up! Griff now stumbled back, blood coursing from his nose!

Griff wiped away the now flowing blood, and saw red, literally, A.D. was in his sights, and he charged, lowering his head almost like a bull, preparing to clatter into A.D. with force. Thud! Griff charged almost through A.D. with a spear, the crowd groaning in empathy as A.D. was almost speared out of his shoes! A.D. hit the mat, as Griff remained on him, now bashing his skull repeatedly against the canvas, Griff then got to his feet and kicked A.D. between the legs, generating a response he had always thrived, intense booing, Griff smirked at this, but as he looked down, he saw A.D.’s leg shooting toward him.

CRUNCH!

A.D. returned the favour, kicking Griff low from his downed position, Griff fell to his knee’s as A.D. got to his feet, and blasted Griff in the back of the head with a solid punch! Griff hit the mat face down, soaking it with blood, he felt A.D. behind him however, and remained still, for as A.D. loomed in.

CRACK!

Griff caught him with a wicked elbow to the temple, enough to give Griff time to get to his feet, A.D. backed away, his vision surely blurred, but as he focused, he saw Griff, and swung the same punch he had knocked Truxell out with the previous week.

He missed!

Griff kicked him hard to the gut and grabbed his head with what would certainly be the end of the match.

Piston DDT.

Griff however, for reasons he couldn’t comprehend was in the air, and three seconds later, Griff had done something which was no different to the previous week.

He had lost!

A.D. swung Griff through the air, Griff maintained his grasp on A.D.’s head, but this only allowed A.D. to lift him higher, finally pushing him away and out of the Asylum to the hard concrete below.

The crowd exploded, for A.D. had beaten Griff Truxell AGAIN, Griff heard the roars as he lay on the outside, but through those roars, he could hear the arrogant jeers of a crowd who were silently mocking him, he pulled himself to his feet, and withdrew to the backstage area, as a battered and bruised A.D. soaked up the huge crowd response!

"Dude, how are we gonna get in… my ass hurts and so does my sac. It’s probably because I sat on them the whole plane ride." Steve-O says.

"Okay, Steve-O I have an idiot…wait…lost it…no! I remember it again…damn lost it…" this went on for about 10 minutes until Nate decided to write in down on Steve-Os back. Nate read it off, "We should steal the tickets from little kids, women, midgets, gays, or…handicap people. Wait! Or maybe we can keep stealing tickets, buy more tickets, sell them off for double, buy more tickets with that money, sell them off again for double then we will be millionairs!" says Nate. Both Steve-O and Nate forget what he had just said and walk off to try and find people to steal from…

They come across a little midget man in all dark clothes. They walk up to him, and tap him on his shoulder. Nate puts Steve-Os hand in his pocket to make it look like a gun. The midget turns around, he is Chinese.

"Stick em up!" Nate says giggling as it is to his amusement.

"Please… go away or I may have to hurt you in the name of Jujitsu." The little Chinese midget takes a bow.

"No! How about you go away!" The midget starts to walk away, but Nate shouts back, "No, come here! Damn this is hard!" the midget walks back.

"Please… don’t make me kill you with one blow." The wind blows and some chimes are heard. The midget against bows.

"Knock Knock…" Steve-O shouts giggling…

"Who is at my door?" says the midget, as we again her ninja chimes.

Steve-O looks around, "Cause I forgot to stamp it!" Steve-O goes to stomp on the midgets foot, but he moves it away and roundhouse kicks Steve-O across the face. The ninja midget pulls jumps in the air and drop kicks nate into a garbage can. He does a back flip and then gives a bow. The midget ninja walks away…

"Owww…" they both say at the same time. As things re-enter the arena

What have we here?

Graphic Violence sitting in his locker room drowning his sorrows in yet another bottle of malt liquor. He appeared to be sleeping. Dark heard what happened. He heard what Steven Shadows had gone through with Joe. But truthfully, Dark didn't care. All Dark saw was a man on the brink of being on the edge of insanity. And given enough coaxing...

GV would fall off that edge and right onto...Xea- er...he who cannot be named because he is too inferior. Dark smiled at that thought. Dark took a deep breath and entered.

Steven Shadows was not sleep. "The Fuck do you want, newbie?" said Graphic Violence in slurred verse. "Uh...um....GV?" Shadows bolted from his seat and grabbed Dark by the collar. "....what.....is....IT?" Shadows demanded.

"Uh, yeah well...Dark didn't want to be a snitch. But, Xearo was talking some crazy shit about you earlier. Something about you being a mere shadow of your former self. That's if your former self could be any less drunk than you are now." Shadows let Dark go. He must be really drunk. "Where is he?" asked Shadows. Dark walked outside and Shadows followed.

They got there quick enough. As Xearo was still sitting in the same place staring down at the ground. As if nothing took place a few minutes ago. Dark was walking ahead of GV and GV didn't like that so...

"You stay your pasty ass here, newbie." Shadows said, almost making no sense. Shadows approached Xearo taking another swig from his 40oz. "Heard you've been talking shit, Newbie!" Xearo got to feet this time and began slowly shaking his head 'no'. "Don't fuckin' lie to me, short shit." Said GV as he breathed drunken fire in Xearo's face. Xearo had enough and pushed Steven off of him. Shadows couldn't believe this shit.

"You think you're, bad? Oh, I get it...you're another Joe. Another loud mouthed twat!!" Shadows spat. Xearo was going to just walk away...

That was before Graphic Violence laid a Left hook into the Side of his jaw. Xearo was going to send one of his own fists flying...

But, that was before Shadows cracked the 40oz bottle of malted ale up side Xearo's head. Xearo was down. "Look what you made me do, short shit....well...I'll fix that." Steven Shadows shamelessly picked Xearo's pockets clean of his last 30 Dollars. "Thanks, short shit." Spat GV as he stalked away...

"Yeah, thanks...short shit." said Dark as he too walked away.

KOA(c) Vs Lynch Mob Vs Broken Hope Vs Mystery
(Team Titles)

“Ice Cold” Stephanie Connor and Angel Rock.

The crowd were not only booing the two, but also murmuring in disbelief, looking at the Asylum, where the Lynch Mob and Broken Hope members sniggered at the two arriving combatants, it was obvious that the feeling was that Steph Connor and Angel Rock were out of their depth, but regardless of the feelings displayed, Connor and Rock show no hesitation on their way down and into the Asylum, Ash, Insane Wonder, Synn and Deicide slowly circled the two, but before action could be taken, “Snap your fingers, Snap your neck” by Prong blasted through the arena, which exploded with cheers as the music played, the KOA, Nicodemus and current Asylum champion, Archangel, stepped through the curtain, raising the glinting team titles high in the air! The two set their sights on the Asylum, before charging down, and stepping in, Nico catching Insane Wonder with a qicked lariat as Archangel blasted the advancing Ash with a stiff boot to the face! Steph Connor and Angel reacted equally quickly, simultaneously kicking Synn and Deicide below the belt, before following up by catching each of the two with a knee to the face!

As was now back up, laying into Archangel with as many rights and lefts as he could, Insane Wonder however was having tougher time’s with Nico, who lifted him high in the air, and took down the slowly recovering Synn by throwing Insane Wonder at him! Deicide got to his feet, but was met by both Angel and Steph Connor, who took him down with a wicked double snap suplex!

As Deicide hit the canvas, so did Archangel, who had falled victim of Ash, and a low blow, followed by a headbutt and finally a hard DDT! Synn and Insane Wonder had begun to brawl after previously hitting each other thans to Nico, but as he charged, the two combined, lifting the monster Nico with a back body drop that shook the Asylum!

Insane Wonder leapt with joy at his achievement, even doing a short dance, which was shortly followed by the sound of a voice roaring “Fucktard” from presumably Ash, Ash’s sentiments were not too far off either, as the grinning Insane Wonder turned into Synn, who kicked him in the gut, and put him down with "Hell's Hammer" a hard gutwrench piledriver. Wonders head bounced off the mat, as did Angel Rock’s, met by a wicked and relentless DDT from Deicide, who then turned and stomped Stephanie Connor into the corned! The voice of Ash who had earlier roared “Fucktard” and Wonder, had sounded muffled, the reasons for this were revealed as the camera caught up with himself and Archangel, who had snared him in a dragon sleeper! Ash struggled, but was free’d as Synn hit Archangel in the face with a quick dropkick! Ash turned to pummel Archangel but was caught in the web of deceit, as Synn who had seconds earlier helped him, slammed him down hard with a pump handle backbreaker!

Moments later, ¾ of the participants were down after a series of quick blows, Stephanie Connor and Angel Rock floored both Deicide and Synn with wicked superkicks, only to turn into Archangel and Nico who floored them both with hard lariats, Nico and Archangel turned, but were met by Ash and Insane Wonder, Ash spearing Archangel to the ground, and Insane Wonder dropkicking Nico’s legs from under him! As the rest of the combatants lay, Ash turned to Insane Wonder, “Hey Fucktard! Go find some shit so that we can hit these fucks with it.”

Insane Wonder complied, leaning over the Asylum and pulling in a chair, followed shortly by two tables, and finally a ladder, which normally would have designated a good response, but for the Lynch Mob, generated a morbid hiss of anger from the crowd.

Ash set the first table, laying it on all four legs in the center of the Asylum, he took the second one, and lay it on an angle against the mesh, he then set up the Ladder, before taking the chair.

CRACK! Angel Rock was met across the top of the head with a wicked shot that sent her to the ground with a thud.

CRACK! A slowly standing Deicide was caught in the spine with another shattering Ash chair shot.

CRACK! “Ooops, get up fucktard!” Ash, caught in the moment, slammed the chair across Insane Wonder’s head, Wonder got to his feet in a dazed state, “S’ok” he responded, Synn got to his feet, but was met by a low blow from a standing Steph Connor, he fell back against the table propped against the mesh, Connor was levelled by a clothesline via Archangel, who was met at the same time by a vicious chair shot from Ash, Insane Wonder took Stephanie Connor, and placed her across the table, he then proceeded to clamber up the ladder, followed shortly by Ash.

Insane Wonder reached the top, but had failed to notice Nico making his way up the other side, Insane Wonder turned his back to Moonsault onto Steph Connor who lay below.

Armageddon!

The crowd exploded, as Nico hooked Insane Wonder’s arms, and leapt from the ladder.

CRASH~!

Stephanie Connor moved within a split second to avoid the massive impact, she rolled off the table as Insane Wonder and Nico hurled through it with Armageddon, neither man moving!

Ash reached the top of the ladder, shaking his head at the wreckage below, he spotted Synn in a dazed state, and leapt at him from an almost verticle position with a spear!

CRASH~!

The crowd roared with joy and amazement, as Synn sidestepped, and Ash went almost vertically throught the propped table! Ash folded up like an accordion within the table, as Archangel crept over his motionless body and locked him into Vengeance! Across the ring however, Deicide and Synn offered Angel Rock a helping hand to her feet, she accepted, and in one disgusting moment of treachery, the match was won.

Synn and Deicide pulled Angel Rock to her feet, before pulling her further into a shortarm double clothesline, sending her over and out of the Asylum!

The crowd exploded in disbelief and angel, for the least deserving team had picked up a cheap win! Broken Hope were the NEW team champions! Synn and Deicide made a hasty exit, rolling out of the Asylum, and raising their newly acquired team titles in the air to a deflated crowd response! Synn and Deicide quickly made their way up the isle, looking back, almost in disbelief themselves, that they had come out of the war zone unscathed, and with the titles! At ringside, Stephanie Connor helped Angel Rock to her feet, as in the Asylum, a dazed Nico and Insane Wonder got to their feet, realised that “The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson was playing, and began to brawl once again, as did Archangel and Ash!

The Lynch Mob and KOA, possibly the two teams that had given the most during the war, began to fight once again in the middle of the Asylum, out of frustration and anger! Meanwhile, another team that had deserved the gold more than Broken Hope, darted a scowl at Synn and Deicide as they left, Steph Connor and Angel Rock made their way up the isle as the in ring brawl went on, there were clearly many issues, yet to be resolved!

"Come in," says Joe.

Graphic Violence stumbles into Joe’s office. Reeking of alcohol and sporting a bottle of Whiskey in his hands. He tries to say something, but it comes out slurred and incoherent.

"Jesus christ Steve. What the hell have you been doing to yourself?"

"F*ck you!. You took it all away from me. Everything."

Joe stands up. "Steve, you knew what was going to happen before it happened. Your losing the title to ArchAngel should come as no surprise to you. We discussed it months before the show even took place."

GV staggers from left to right and points his finger at Joe. "Screw that. You took it all away Joe. My tag titles, my world title…" he pauses for a brief moment "you took my life away."

"Steve, I think you really need to see someone. Get some help. Do you realize what you’re saying? You’re acting as if this is all real. How many times have you and I gone out for a beer after our matches? This is sports entertainment Steve. I didn’t take anything from you. You knew what was going to happen." Joe takes a long pause as he looks at his drunken superstar. "Steve, you’re losing touch with reality. You’re becoming Graphic Violence. It’s not real Steve."

"F*ck you. It’s real. IT’S ALL REAL!" screams GV.

"Listen, take a shower. Clean yourself up and get ready for your match tonight with Kenny Rock. I hope you can pull it off Steve. And then I want you to be in my office tomorrow at 10am. We’ll discuss getting you some help."

"F*ck you." Says GV as he takes a swig of his drink and walks out of Joe’s office, Joe shortly follows, not for GV, but to find someone else...

“Yeah?” A.D. responded as he turned. “Hey…” Joe started, catching his breath, “Just wanted to congratulate you pal, you did a good job out there,…again”

“Thanks” A.D. Responded.

“Yeah, no problem…just wanted to let you know, you keep that up, and eventually you’ll be due a title shot, and that’s when you’ll hit the bigtime in this game.”

“Wow, title shots already? Isn’t it a little early…” A.D. was interrupted

“Early, hell no! You just keep on going what your doing, and you’ll be there in no time.” Joe finished.

“Alright, thanks.” A.D. said, a smirk on his face as he turned and walked away, someone however had been eavesdropping on the conversation.

Griff Truxell.

Griff stood in the shadows, listening in, a look of envy on his face, Griff didn’t have to say anything for now, but you could be sure by the look on his face, he wasn’t going to let A.D.’s actions slide. Not ever.

Evolution Vs Synn Vs Just Sane
(T.V. Title)

Sane is continuing to stomp away at Evolution, and seems to have forgotten the third man in the match so early on, and when he feels Synn's hand clutch a hand full of hair from behind, he knows he's there alright. Synn plants Sane with a brutal reverse DDT that sends Just Sane's head bouncing off the mat several times.

Evolution is back up, slightly winded, but none the less, he and Synn begin to double team Sane, kicking him in the midsection repeatedly. Synn pulls Sane up and holds him, waiting for Evolution to take a free shot. Evolution winds up, and catches Sane on the jaw with his patented uppercut. Just Sane staggers around for a moment, and just as he's about to fall over, he's met with a superkick right in the face from Synn!

The ref begins to count, getting to five before Evolution pulls Sane up, realising Synn would have won the TV Title if Just Sane had been counted out then. Just Sane is pretty groggy, and pushes Evolution back slightly, before rolling towards the cage to help pull himself up. Synn isn't happy about Evolution breaking the count though, and shoves Evolution hard. Evolution shoves Synn back. Synn shakes his head and pushes Evolution once more with a lot of force. As Evolution staggers back, Just Sane, who's crouching down on the mat, low blows Evolution!

Evolution then staggers forwards again, and walks into Synn's gutwrench piledriver, Hell's Hammer!

The ref begins to count out Evolution!

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But Just Sane manages to break the count by diving on Evolution with a small splash. Synn is looking angry and runs towards Sane, stomping on the back of his head. Just Sane quickly gets up and holds the back of his head, before he's knocked straight back down with a flying clothesline at the hands of Synn.

Synn quickly slides his body around and locks in the Straight Jacket on the downed Evolution! Sane is down after the flying clothesline, and Evolution is moments away from tapping out!

He does!

NO! Sane breaks the hold! Sane and Synn begin to brawl for a while, and Just Sane manages to get the upper hand, and delivers several knife edge chops to Synn's chest.

Evolution is up! He grabs Synn's shoulder and spins him around, kicks him in the mid-section and hoists him up for a powerbomb! Just Sane grabs Synn's shoulders and the pair plant Synn with a spike powerbomb right in the middle of the ring! Evolution quickly follows the move up, but clocking Sane with a stiff uppercut, and then pounces on the weary Synn, locking in a dragon sleeper!

Synn is fading, and the ref checks him arm!

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Three Times!

But on the third Synn's arm stays up! Evolution looks shocked for a moment, but then locks in the hold tighter again, wrenching back apply more pressure using his knee in Synn's back for leverage. But suddenly Just Sane dives forward and clocks Evolution on the head with his forearm, breaking the hold!

As soon as Evolution gets up, he's given the Intro to Insanity! The standing sidekick knocks Evolution flying, and Just Sane follows up by locking in the a sharpshooter... and leaning back... it's SinSanity! Evolution is screaming! He's going to tap! He's going to tap! Just Sane is the new TV Champion!

NO! No he isn't! Synn makes the save! But it the events over the past few minutes have taken their toll on all three men, and they're all down on the mat. The referee begins to count all three men out!

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Evolution is up first! Showing great resilience! All he has to do is stay up, and if the ref reaches ten, he'll be the victor!

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Wait! Who's that?

It's Deicide! Deicide comes running down the aisle with a chair in hand, and he scrambles over the cage into the Asylum. Evolution turns around and is met with a stiff chair shot to the head! Deicide swings at Just Sane, but Sane ducks the chair shot!

NO! He walks in Synn!

Synn with the Hell Bound Brainbuster!

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Evolution is beginning to stir, but Deicide knocks him back down with a chair shot across his back!

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Just Sane is getting up! Can you believe it?! He's almost up!

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Sane is gonna make it!

10!

NO! Just Sane was so close! But he failed to make it up before the ten count, the combination of Deicide's interference and the Hell Bound Brainbuster was too much for Evolution and Just Sane to overcome!

Synn is the new TV Champion! “The Fight Song” By Marilyn Manson blasts through the arena, as Synn and Deicide hold aloft both the Team and T.V. titles, a clean sweep for Broken Hope, and what had thus far been a showcase of just how powerful the duo were!

"Hey! Kids…pist… how would you like to trade pokemon cards." Nate says in a sly voice.

"YEAH!" the kids scream out, "but we can’t… we don’t have cards." A look of sadness came over them.

"How about we tried you a Poke…uh…a Pokekiller for you’re two tickets right there. Deal?"

The kids looked at the ground, they look up and say, "Sure." They hand Nate and Steve-O their tickets and wait for a moment and Pretty Fly just stands there with the tickets.

"Um, can we have the pokemon card now?"

Nate and Steve-O look around a little nervous as they hadn’t thought this far…Nate elbows Steve-O… suddenly Steve-O screams out,

"Cause I forgot to STAMP it!" he slams his foot down on both their little feet. They fall down crying and screaming for daddy and mommy. Meanwhile Pretty Fly is at the ticket centre.

"Here are our tickets." Nate hands the lady their tickets.

"Um… boys, these tickets are for Cinderella On Ice, they just went on sale. Sorry…"

She gives back their tickets. Nate thinks, "Hey… your boss says you stink like cat shit!"

Both Nate and Steve-O laugh as the women gets up, "He did! That asshole said it was just a rumor!".

She leaves the ticket both…Nate and Steve-O are about to walk in when a child’s voice is heard from the back of them.

"There they are daddy! There are the bad people that crushed our feet!" Nate and Steve-O turn around to see the kids satdning there with a big 300 pound muscle man with tatoos all over his body standing by them. He walks up the stairs toward Pretty Fly and cracks his knuckles.

"Guess what?"

CRACK!

You wont be hearing about Pretty Fly for a day or too, unless you visit them in the hospital.

Kenny Rock Vs Graphic Violence

"Last Resort" by Papa Roach plays and Graphic Violence stumbles out from behind the curtains. He staggers back and forth with a bottle of what appears to be Blackhaus in his hands. GV leans on the guardrail for a moment. His face appears to turn an ugly looking green and he vomits all over a lady sitting in the front road. The crowd goes up an "Ugh" roar. GV just smiles and takes a final swig of his drink before getting into the Asylum. Kenny Rock just stands there, laughing at his opponent.

The ref calls for the bell and GV runs at Kenny. Kenny side steps GV and pushes him into the steel mesh. GV turns around and runs at KR again, but this time he loses his footing and falls to the canvas. KR mounts the back of GV and begins to pulls back on his head in a camel clutch position. Kenny quickly gets off GV, seeing an opportunity to really take advantage of his drunken state. GV staggers up to his feet, swaying right and left. Kenny comes at GV full force and Gores him straight into the steel mesh.

GV lies against the mesh clutching his stomach. Kenny backs away as GV’s cheeks begin to puff up. GV pulls himself up onto the ref, and then once again vomits. This time onto the ref. The ref immediately throws his arms up in the air and starts to yell at GV. GV falls to the ground, but manages to get up again. The ref takes his now vomit stained shirt off and throws it to the outside.

GV points at Kenny in a manner that is telling us "give me one minute." GV sits down against the steel mesh and actually begins to fall asleep. Kenny charges at GV but the ref stops him and calls the match. Kenny Rock is the winner, and the crowd erupts into a frenzy. Trash and bottles are throws in the ring as people paid good money to see this Sunday show. But yet they get screwed with a 2 minutes and 7 second main event.

So perhaps Joe did succeed in screw Kenny over. GV didn’t perform like he usually did, so the beating he was expecting GV to give to Kenny was not there. But the Sunday Show’s Main Event bombed, and that made the people unhappy. And everyone knows that the Sunday Show belongs to Kenny Rock.