Borst just continues to walk away, and mumbles a reply and parting comment. "Whatever..."

Zoe stands at the door with her arms crossed a little smile on face. Moments later, someone taps her on the shoulder. She turns around to see Joe standing there looking slightly annoyed. Well his biggest star has just left the arena prior to the show... so he would be wouldn't he?

Actually, he's more worried about losing heat. "Shut that door Zoe... it's letting all the warm air out. What are you doing standing in the door way anyway? And have you seen Borst lately... he was meant to bring those tickets over earlier."

"Borst? He's... I don't know, somewhere. Y'know."

The backstage area is a hive of activity. There's a large crowd of fighters gathered around, and Joe is standing before them all. "Hush down people, be quiet." he says, raising his voice. "There's a slight problem."

"What sort of problem?" one of the fighters shouts out. Joe smiles nervously.

"Well you know how we were set to take the wrestling world by storm tonight... you know, since everyone else is doing it, we were going to invade the WWF as well, at their PPV tonight." Joe lets out a rather nervous and poor fake laugh. "Well we can't."

There's a lot of muttering amongst the crowd of fighters, a lot of them demanding to know why.

"Well, Borst's not here." Joe explains. "We can't invade the WWF PPV without Borst."

ArchAngel steps forward towards Joe and looks down on him before growling, "Why? He's the champ... big deal. We can do it without him."

He has a point... surely one man, even the Asylum's lazy champ, Borst, wouldn't make much of a difference to an invasion attempt. Well that's where you're wrong.

"He's not here... and he's got the tickets."

Suddenly, Zoe, who was standing to the right of Joe, goes bright red. Joe turns to her and asks, "Are you sure you don't know where he is?"

Zoe bites her bottom lip and shrugs. "Umm... n-no idea Joe. Looks like the Invasion's off..."

He grabs some money from the hands of some guy and hands him the remaining two tickets he had, before putting his ear to a door.

"... so Booker is getting beat right? Then I turn on Angle, beat him up and screw him over."

"Yes, you stun him, and put Booker over Angle, so the WCW/ECW team wins."

"Nice one Vince. And are you gonna have that uncoordinated son of a bitch, Booker, lose those belts sometime as well?"

"Ah don't worry Steve, we're gonna have Angle beat him on Smackdown."

A huge smile appears on Borst's face and he takes his ear away from the door. He takes a few steps back grinning, before turning around and wandering about ten metres away from the building. He whips out his mobile phone and hits a few buttons.

Joe's little speech to the Asylum crowd explaining that the WWF Invasion was off is interrupted by his mobile phone ring. "Excuse me for one moment." says Joe, as he quickly pulls out his phone.

"Borst! Where are you?!"

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"You're at the arena? The GUND ARENA? What are you doing there?!"

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"Selling the tickets?!?!? Fuck Borst, I don't believe you! You've let down the entire roster and all the fucking fans!"

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"What do you mean you've not?"

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"Oh really..."

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"What's that you say? Austin's going to turn on the WWF team and join Shane, Steph and Heyman... REALLY, and Angle is gonna be WCW Champion when he beats Booker on Smackdown."

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"Whoa, it's a good job none of that got out before the PPV started, or it'd ruin the show!" says Joe, as he winks at the camera. "See ya later Boris."

Joe puts his phone in his pocket and smiles. "That was all part of the plan originally you know... really." Joe lets out another of his great fake laughs. "The Asylum ruined WWF Invasion still... yeah, it worked out in the end... right..."

"Who me?"

"YEAH YOU!"

Borst sighs and mutters a rude word to himself as he sees a couple of security guards running towards him. One of them grabs him and quick cuffs him, but Borst just tells them to kindly "Fuck off." and leave him alone.

"You can't talk like that to us! What do you think you're doing back here?!" one of the security guards shouts at Borst.

"Selling tickets for ridiculous amounts of money and ruining the storyline for the PPV." replies Borst, with absolutely no emotion.

"Don't you try and be smart with me pal." replies the beef cake. Borst just says "I wasn't. Everyone knows Borst's are thick as pig shit."

"That's it, you're coming with us pal." the guard says, and the two drag a cuffed Borst away from the arena. Borst doesn't seem to bothered though... he's got another thing to add to his bastardly acts diary for the day, and he's gets carted away by security whistling a happy tune.

Jade Vs Nurse

As the match began, Nurse rushed foolishly at Jade, who sidestepped with relative ease, putting a hand on the back of Nurse's head and using her momentum to slam her straight into the Asylum mesh. Nurse backed away, clutching her ribs in pain, when Jade mockingly knocked her flat to the mat, a grasp of the hair, and an almost cocky knee to the back of Nurse's leg send Nurse to the ground, where jade drove a swift jab to her throat, leaving her on her back, gasping for air.

Jade showed signs of sportsmanship, allowing Nurse to get back to her feet and regain her composure, Nurse threw a fist in Jade's direction, but Jade caught it, and in one quick twist, had thrown Nurse back to the mat with relative ease.

Jade once again allowed Nurse to get to her feet, but Nurse was clearly showing doubts at her self, several times motioning to attempt a move, but backing away at the intimidating pace of Jade's reactions. Finally, Nurse threw caution to the wind, and it payed off, throwing a fake jab, and catching Jade in the ribs with a kick, Nurse quickly grabbed Jade by the hair, and slammed her head into the mesh.

As quickly as Nurse's attack had began however, it ended. For good.

Nurse made a foolish mistake, mounting the Asylum mesh, in an attempt to hit Jade with something spectacular, however, Jade exploded from her crouching position, hitting the flying Nurse with "The Dragons Kiss", a blistering superkick wich almost separated Nurse's head from her body, the ten count was mandatory, and Jade left to a good response, the winner of her first Asylum fight.

As A.D. walked the corridors, awaiting his upcoming match with some guy who's name escaped him, and quite frankly, some guy who's name he didn't care of, how good of a fighter he was was the only thought coursing through his mind.

A.D.'s attitude had changed drastically in previous weeks, he'd gone from fighting for sport, to fighting because he wanted to hurt other people, one man had noticed the decline in attitude, and he was currently stalking an unaware A.D.

-I-

A.D. walked down the corridor, as -I- stuck behind him in the shadows, an indifferent Chris Credible jogged up to A.D.

"Hey sucka foo' bitch ho' sucka dude!"

A.D. cracked his knuckles.

WHACK!

Credible hit the ground in a heap, A.D. had blasted him across the face with a hard jab, A.D. spat in disgust, before walking away, -I- emerged from the shadows to help up the fallen Credible, but unaware were all three men.

Tha Griff Truxell had seen it all happen. Griff smirked, he had a plan.

Persephone Vs Nayomi Vs Krystal

As Krystal reached the Asylum, her music faded out and was followed by "Independant Women" by Destiny's Child, and Nayomi Dangsta, Nayomi wasted no time in walking down to the Asylum, and the brawl was quickly underway, each woman attempting to gain an early advantage before Persephone arrived.

Little did they know, Persephone was in no hurry.

Krystal leapt ay Nayomi with a spear, but Nayomi was able to leapfrog her, Krystal quickly slammed on the breaks, just about grinding to a half before the mesh.

CRUNCH!

Krystal was able to stop before the mesh, but was quickly driven into it, as Nayomi rused from behind and dropkicked her in the back, Krystal bounced against the Asylum rim, and staggered back, at which point Nayomi spun and took her down with a hard right hand! Krystal quickly struggled to her feet, sweeping Nayomi's legs as she rushed in, Krystal finally took some advantage, rolling over and catching Nayomi in a tight armbar!

Nayomi struggled, but escaped, catching Krystal in the head with a swift free arm elbow, Krystal rolled over, and evaded several Nayomi stomps, before catching her with a rising headbutt as she loomed in! Nayomi snapped back onto the mat, as Krystal took her by the hair, and drove her hair into the mat repeatedly!

Nayomi desperately tried to escape, but was pulled up by the hair, by Krystal, who proceeded to hurl Nayomi head first into the mesh!

As this happened however, Persephone had begun a march down to the Asylum.

Krystal and Nayomi didn't see Persephone, wielding a chair as she walked slowly down the isle, as Krystal measured up a dazed Nayomi in the Asylum, things looked to be coming to an end.

Krystal Clear!

No!

Krystal lunged, attempting to lash Nayomi with Krystal clear, Nayomi however caught Krystal's striking leg, sweeping her, before grabbing her other leg.

Panther Grip!

Nayomi began to twist the Panther grip in, but after getting 3/4 of the way through the hold, Persephone clambered up the steps and swung a lethal chair shot!

It missed!

Nayomi released the hold and ducked, Persephone tried to keep balance from missing her swing, but Nayomi was quick, snatching the chair from her and turning.

CRACK!

Krystal Clear!

A recovering Krystal caught Nayomi with Krystal Clear, hitting the chair into her head with the vicious kick. Ten seconds later, Krystal was the winner, she exited the tough bout, as Nayomi struggled to her feet, just in time to see the smiling face of Persephone dissapear through the curtain.

She would get revenge, one way or another.

"Okay, listen people. Shut the hell up and listen. Tonight Dark is going to show you what the Asylum is doing to you. All you moronic fans in attendance will see how right Dark is."

Throughout Dark's little speech the fans continue to boo.

"Now shut up. In Dark's hand."

Dark holds up a clear plastic bag with a block of soap in it.

". is irrefutable proof the Asylum is up to no good. You see soap is made out of fat. And a component in fat is the chemical glycerine. What you do with this is you mix the glycerine with nitric acid you produce the explosive compound nitroglycerin. This can be mixed with sawdust to create a plastic explosive that the Asylum is going to use to KILL YOU ALL HERE TONIGHT! Yes, it's true. the Asylum want to kill you all. So your ICON, Dark, is here to save you all."

The crowd look around confused, but them settle back into their series of boos.

"Now for those of you who have not seen nitroglycerin before, here is what it look like when mixed with saw dust."

Dark pull out another clear plastic bag with a browny yellowy substance inside. Several of the fans close the Asylum take several steps back.

"This is an exceedingly dangerous component. If heated above 28ºc it will explode. In face if it exploded right now it would kill Dark and possibly everybody in the first five rows."

The fans in the front rows now take several steps back.

"Luckily Dark pre-froze this so there is little chance of the place exploding. But however, if Dark were to take a lighter, like this."

Dark pulls out a lighter and flicks it on.

"And put it next to the nitroglycerin like this."

Before Dark can do this several Asylum security staff run down to the Asylum and climb inside. The quickly remove both the plastic explosive and lighter from Dark and place him in handcuffs. The fans cheer as Dark is led up the ramp and to the back.

A.D. Vs Chris Credible

CRACK!

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CRACK!

CRACK!

THUD!

The crowd were booing A.D., he had drummed Credible's head into the steel mesh ten times, before throwing him to the mat in a bloody pulp, Credible twitched slightly, but didn't even get the oppertunity to finish it.

"Get up bitch!"

WHACK!

A.D. laced into Credible's ribs with a kick which echoed throughout the arena, causing many of the fans to groan in sympathy for Credible.

"I said, get the fuck up!"

WHACK!

Another solid kick to Credible's ribs, Credible was now motionless on the mat, as A.D. dragged him up by the hair. Slapping him around the face, before releasing his hair, and allowing him to drop to the mat with a thud. A.D. stood, breathing heavily in what had been almost a fit of rage.

"GET-UP!"

WHACK!

A.D. was now generating a scathing response from the crowd, furious at Credible's poor show, he kicked him in the heat, but Credible was now as good as unconscious.

A.D. picked Credible up by the hair.

WHACK!

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" the crowd exclaimed, before resuming the booing of A.D., who had completely knocked out Credible with a wicked right hand, one of Credible's teeth was knocked from his mouth, and now lay a few feet on the canvas, the referee counted a ten, as A.D. paced angrily.

He left the Asylum.

He snapped up a chair.

He returned.

-I-

A.D. climbed into the Asylum, but before him, stood -I-, A.D. smiled, slamming down the chair, and smacking -I- in the face with a wicked punch.

-I- however simply turned his head.

"Fuck you." A.D. finished, spitting at -I-, and leaving the Asylum, to a tremendous amount of boo's from the crowd.

The camera's were backstage, where Broken Hope and Pretty Fly were battling it out pre-match, Synn had just caught Steve-o over the head with a massive chair shot, while Nate had manage to beat Deicide down with a large plastic trashcan, All four men brawled down the corridor, lacing into each other with everything they could find, suddenly the four burst into a locker room, and began to brawl viciously, Synn ran at Steve-o, but was floored, as Steve-o managed to swing a huge laundry basket into his head, the same applied for Deicide, who had his head slammed consecutive times in a locker door. Steve-O and Nate took a moment to recover.

"Dude... we are so out of here!"

"Tubular."

However, a worried look came across the face of both men, as the door they pushed at wouldn't open, behind them, Synn and Deicide loomed in with items of weaponry.

CRACK!

The brawl was back on.

Outside the locker room, Ash smiled to himself, flicking his cigarette on the ground, he looked down at the lock and chain he had seconds ago placed on the door. Ash looked up, and around, before seeing Raph, who was having a conversation with a nearbye fire hose.

"C'mon fucktard... we gotta go get ready for later."

"Cheese." Raph replied, as the two walked away from the locker room, where the crashes and bashed of Broken Hope and Pretty Fly could be heard.

Sanjuro Vs Carnage

Sanjuro reached the Asylum, taking a moment to warm up, he looked toward the curtain, as his music stopped.

"Guilty Conscience" by Eminem played throughout the arena.

Carnage.

The crowd erupted with cheers, an unexpected response for Carnage, Carnage hadn't been as easily recognised in previous weeks, but now, he'd been... cleaned up... to an extent, and was back in a ring attire of bloodsoaked clothing, Carnage had a table tucked under his arm, and a chair in the hand of the other, he made his way down to the Asylum with a crazed smile on his face, he threw the chair up into the Asylum, and then the table, as he stepped in however, he was caught quickly by Sanjuro, a man who was ready for any opponent.

A match was struck by Sanjuro, and seconds later, a blinding fireball fit Carnage in the face, Carnage fell to the mat clutching his eyes, as Sanjuro picked up the chair, drilling it down into the spine of Carnage! Carnage rolled over in pain, as the crowd now cheered for Sanjuro who was lacing viciously into Carnage with the steel chair! All the while, the crowd had not noticed something tucked away in the jeans of Carnage, which glistened every so often as the light cascaded down onto it.

Carnage got to his knees, but was jabbed in the throat by Sanjuro and the chair, Sanjuro threw the chair down, and caught Carnage with a superkick as he knelt, Carnage fell flat out on the mat.

A shadow of his former self.

As Carnage struggled to his feet, wondering if the tapes had all been wrong, and it was just a mistake, Sanjuro set up a table, as Carnage got to his feet in a dazed state.

Sanjuro then did something, that would never have been deemed a mistake under normal circumstances.

CRACK!

He plastered Carnage with a wicked chair shot, Carnage fell flat out on the mat on his back, as Sanjuro turned and continued to set up the table.

Carnage felt the blood on his forehead.

He felt it in his eyes.

He tasted it in his mouth.

Sanjuro was confused, as he heard a disturbing sound from behind.

"ha...ha...HAhahAhahahAhahA!!"

Sanjuro turned to see Carnage, breathing heavily, his eyes were wide open now, as the crimson blood flowed from the gaping wound in his head, Sanjuro attempted to move, but was caught by Carnage, who lunged onto him, biting and scratching.

Carnage got to his feet as Sanjuro struggled up, it was Carnage who now had the chair, and he swung at Sanjuro, again... and again, and again, something had taken over Carnage, and as he lashed out at Sanjuro, he lost count of how many times he had struck, and stopped only, when Sanjuro wasn't moving any more.

CRACK!

Carnage shocked the crowd, hitting himself in the forehead with the chair, to open the wound which has started to dry! The blood began to pour again... as Carnage looked around the ring, finally zeroing in on the table.

He dragged it to the center of the Asylum, and looked at the downed Sanjuro.

Carnage picked Sanjuro up by the hair, whipped behing him, and grabbed him in a waist lock.

Snap German Suplex.

Through the table!

Seconds later, Carnage rolled over and got to his feet, he looked at Sanjuro, entangled in the mess of the table, and then looked to the rim of the Asylum, memories appeared to be returning to Carnage... and this was soon certified.

Carnage reached into the back of his jeans.

A knife.

Carnage fell to his knees, looking at the knife which glinted in the light, suddenly he jolted to his feet, the crowd now frenzied, as he took the knife, and inserted it into his elbow pad. As if the action wasn't enough, Carnage's next statement sent the crowd overboard.

"Time.... to.... DIE! AHHaHahshahahAHA!!" Carnage exclaimed, the crowd cheering at his demented sentence. He clambered onto the top of the mesh, taking a moment to glare insanely at the downed Sanjuro, by now... officials were rushing down to the Asylum, as Carnage took flight!

Maximum Carnage!

Thankfully however, a crew member was able to drag Sanjuro out of what would have been Carnage's killer path, Carnage landed the elbow drop, the knife penetrating the Asylum canvas.

Carnage struggled to his feet, as several crew members closed in on him... they soon backed away however, as Carnage pulled the knife from his elbow pad, and waved it frantically at them.

"Stay back... i'll kill you all...HAhahHahahAhAHA!" Carnage screamed, he was brought to a halt however, as Synn and Deicide appeared from the crowd, wrestling the knife from him, and dragging him up the ramp and through the curtain, the show wen't to commercial, as Sanjuro got to his feet, and gave chase!

Lynch Gang(c) Vs GD6K
(Team titles)

"Hash Pipe" by Weezer began to blare over the PA system and Ash comes out from behind the curtain, chugging a 40oz and smoking a Newport, and dragging
his barbed wire bat behind him. Beside him, Anne Archy stood smoking a joint and scanning the crowd passively as they showered the Lynch Gang with boos. Raphael Von Kinkahoffen was on the other side of Anne Archy, twitching as he moved, and carrying a frozen turkey with him.

The Team Champions climbed into the Asylum and stood opposite GD6K. Lynch Gang off to a dirty start as Ash spits the beer in his mouth in Super Hero's eyes and shatters a 40oz over his head. Impetigo falls victim to a frozen turkey shot via Raphael Von Kinkahoffen and staggers back a few steps, dazed, before Raph drops the turkey and charges Impetigo, nailing him up
against the cage with a spear to the groin!

CRACK!!

Meanwhile, Super Hero had fallen victim to a shot to the head with Ash's barbed wire bat.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK!

By the time Ash hit four more barbed wire bat shots, Super Hero's blue mask had turned crimson, his face busted wide open. Sidekick got away from Hanna on the outside and jumped into the Asylum to try and help his master. Sidekick ran up and attacked Raphael, but Raph grabbed Sidekick with a collar-elbow tie-up and grappled with the monkey for a bit before overpowering him into a front face lock and DDTing him onto the canvas. Ash stopped beating on Super Hero just long enough to grab hold of the fucked up monkey and lift him onto his shoulders. Raph climbed to the rim of the
Asylum and waited. Ash hit Sidekick with a reverse powerbomb as Raph simultaneously leapt off the cage and caught Sidekick with a flying DDT completing "Rotten Cold Sores!"

The crowd started the chant of "Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!" as the Lynch Gang had just hit their team finisher on a monkey! But in doing so they had given their opponents enough time to get back up. The Lynch Gang turns around just in time to get smacked in the chins with duel superkicks via both members of Galaxy Defenders 6000. GD6K picks Raph up and double Irish whip him into the cage. Raphael comes staggering back, clutching at his back as Super Hero and Impetigo hit him with a double back body drop! GD6K picks Ash up and goes to double suplex him, but he kicks his legs in mid-air and reverses the move into a double DDT! Ash picks Raph back up and shoves him, telling him to run at him. Raph complies and runs at Ash at full
speed. Ash lifts Raph up and back body drops him right onto the prone members of GD6K! The ref begins to count the challengers out as Raphael Von Kinkahoffen gets to his feet.

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Super Hero and Impetigo get to their feet around the same time. The Lynch Gang moves in for the kill but GD6K surprises them with a pair of low kicks in stereo! Super Hero whips Raph into Impetigo, who dropkicks Raph down to the canvas. Impetigo then moves to take on Ash, but suddenly from the outside, Anne Archy throws a folded up steel chair into the Asylum and it hits Impetigo right in the face. Impetigo is out on his feet as Ash recovers from the low kick and quickly picks the chair up and sets it up in sitting
position. Ash kicks Impetigo low, this time, sets him up, and Budweiser Bombs him right on top of that steel chair!

CRUNCH!

The chair breaks under Impetigo's weight! Ash picks up that broken chair and pulls back, Super Hero in his sights...

THWAP!

Pieces of metal go flying through the air as Ash shatters what is left of that broken chair over Super Hero's head. Raphael then proceeds to hit three
standing moonsaults on Super Hero's prone form before Ash picks Impetigo up and hefts him into fireman's carry position. Ash spins and hits the Hangover
before Raph comes over and sits on Impetigo's head, so that even if Imp regains consciousness before the ten count, he wouldn't be able to stand. The referee then proceeded to administer the ten count, and awarded the
victory to the Lynch Gang. The Team Champions then took their belts and walked to the back with Anne Archy as "Hash Pipe" played.

Nicodemus(c) Vs Archangel
(Extreme title, Match *2 Cage of death)

The crowd simply chants… "HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…. HOLY SHIT."

ArchAngel smiles as he gets up and takes the second chair he carries it over to the corner ad uses it to prop up one of the panes of glass. He gets it setup and turns to get a punch from Nico. The two men begin to exchange punches then out of nowhere Nico ducks the punch from ArchAngel and hits the Pain Thrower into the pane of glass as it shatters everywhere. Both men are down and after a few moments they get to their feet to another round of Holy shit chants. These two men are bruised from their first match but fight on regardless. They get to their feet and blood can be seen running down the arm of ArchAngel. Nicodemus gets up slowly and grabs Archangel for a whip that is reversed sending Nico into the lighttubes corner as Glass shatters everywhere. ArchAngel grabs a few tubes form the corner sets them on the head of the downed Nico and slams them with a chair shattering them. Nico gets to his feet as the blood begins to pour from the front of his forehead. Nico gets up only to be lifted up by ArchAngel and slams to the mat .ArchAngel then begins to climb up to the top of the cage. Nico is soon to follow as both men make it to the top and begin to exchange punches. Nico with a block and a shot and quickly he lifts up ArchAngel for a sidewalk slam. He gets ready to spin it into a release powerbomb but at the last second ArchAngel manages to hold on to Nico with his legs and both men tumble off of the top of the cage and smash through the barbedwire corkboard as the crowd stares in silent awe…then it begins a new..

"HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…. HOLY SHIT."

After a few minutes both men are slowly beginning to move and try to get out of the barbedwire. ArchAngel gets out first as blood runs down his arms and he pulls off his shirt to reveal the cuts all over his back. He pulls Nico out of the mess and they manage to get back into the cage slowly. ArchAngel grabs Nico with a double underhook then lifts him up and sits down with a double underhook seated tombstone. The ref goes for the count but ArchAngel pulls up Nico and slams him back first into a few lighttube before whipping him again into another set of tubes, he charges but Nico dodges the gore and AA slams head first into the cage. Nico goes over to the final pane of glass and goes to set it up, he has it leaned against the cage and turns only to get GORED by ArchAngel through the glass..

"HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…. HOLY SHIT."

ArchAngel has called for Harbinger to bring him a table and then AA begins to set it up as he calls for yet another. ArchAngel sets the two tables on top of each other then ArchAngel sets the lighttube cross on the top of the two table.

He then nails Nico with another fist to the face as he pulls him up, Nicodemus with a shot to the groin and an implant DDT the ArchAngel. He picks up ArchAngel and sets him legs up on top of the second table and suddenly drops down with a buhbuh cutter. Nicodemus looks out into the crowd and suddenly he begins to climb to the top of the cage, he looks out at the fans then he launches himself off the top of the cage with a Swanton bomb on the prone ArchAngel and the fans go crazy. Both men are down as Nicodemus slowly gets to his feet, he fires a few shots to the face of ArchAngel before grabbing him by the hair and whipping him back first into the cactus. The fans cringe as he hit and the plant falls to the mat, Nico kicks away at ArchAngel and as he gets to his feet he gets et with a buzzsaw spinkick. Nicodemus pulls up Archangel and sets up to suplex him on the cactus but it is blocked and ArchAngel reverses it with a front layout suplex dropping Nico chest first onto the cactus. ArchAngel with a few shots to Nico as he begins to climb to the top of the cage, soon enough Nico follows him . both men get to the top of the cage and begin to battle it out. Nicodemus goes for a big punch but out of nowhere Archangel blocks it and applies Vengeance, he weakens Nico momentarily then picks him up for a double handed choke. Meanwhile Harbinger has soaked the bottom table with liquid and with a nod from ArchAngel Harbinger ignites the two tables. ArchAngel then turns and drops Nicodemus off of the top of the cage with the Chokenbomb. Nicodemus plummets down through the two flaming table with the lighttube Cross on top of it. the crew blasts the fire out form outside the cage but Nico is not moving..

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This one is over and ArchAngel has tied up the tournament by defeating Nicodemus via Knockout is the Cage of Death!! As the paramedics walk ot to check on Nicodemus the words ring through the arena yet again…

"HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…. HOLY SHIT….. HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…. HOLY SHIT."

"Slave to the Grind" by Skid Row played.

Kenny Rock.

Kenny walked through the curtain, obviously not scheduled to fight, he wore a pain of blue jean shorts, and a shirt which read in white bold print "Asylum : SUCKS" he raised a mic to his mouth.

"Sit back down morons... Kenny Rock has something to say... c'mon, sit your fat asses down!"

The crowd stopped, some actually doing as Kenny said, others stopping just to throw some boo's his way.

"As you've probably noticed, once again... Joe Camel, has decided to FUCK, with Kenny Rock.

Now, there are certain things that you just don't do in life, you don't piss into the wind, you don't stick your finger up a lions ass... and more importantly, you don't EVER fuck with me.

Now Camel, I don't know if your aware or not, but I have plenty of "contacts" here in the Asylum, so when you make a little statement, no matter how private you think it is... im gonna hear about it.

So, since you've decided that your going to 'keep me off the shows until my contract runs out' i've decided to enforce a new rule.

I call it the, 'Joe is fucked' rule.

For every card that my name doesn't go on from now until the day... the hour.... the MINUTE that my contract ends, I will cancel that show... and since I missed this week, its apparent that I owe you one, so next week, there will be NO sunday show.

And just like the three 'don't do's' I stated above Camel, the results are all going to occur, in other words... your gonna get pissed on, have your head bitten off, and then get your ass kicked.

YOUR WELCOME." And with that, Kenny Rock left to the same amount of boo's he recieved upon entry, he had single handedly cost Asylum a Sunday show.

"Now, your probably all wondering why you're here." Joe Campbell began.

"Just get to the fucking point Campbell... your boring me... and besides, Callous has birds to shag."

"Thankyou Double Hard" Joe said sarcastically. "Now, you all probably wonder why you're here, well... your here because im giving you a chance, a chance to put your differences aside for one night only, and help me to bring down a rival company.

A wrestling company."

Suddenly, a buzz of excitement moves through the room.

"Will we get to break shit?" Ash voiced up.

"Yeah..." Joe starts "There'll be plenty of wrestlers to kick in."

"Fuck yeah!" Ash responded.

"Not only that though, I don't want it to stop there... I wan't you to destroy it all, their announcers, their equipment... everything. And I know, because I chose all of you, that your capable."

Archangel and Nicodemus nod to acknowledge Joe's statement.

"Okay, so we're all agreed... on Thursday night... we bring them down!"

"And then I get my six 40oz cases?" Ash piped up.

"Indeed you do... as long as you can guarentee him actually doing something." Joe points to Raphael Von Klinkahoffen , who stands with a bucket over his head, facing in the opposite direction.

"Yeah, fucktard will be on his best behaviour" Ash responds.

"Alright then gentlemen, if we're all in agreement... Thursday night, you all know the meeting place, be there... ahem... or be fired." With that, the fighters in question get up and leave the room, Joe turns, an evil smile plastered across his face.

"21Wrestling won't know what's hit them."