Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
Wish you were committing
Suicide suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man dangling from a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel bob away”
“Dig” By Mudvayne

Callous – “That’s right, Turmoil time, questions finally answered, champions crowned, this is Turmoil, and its gonna be intense!”

JPP – “Oui! Look at ze matches we have in store, fist we have ze butties and boobies match!”

Callous – “What Jean Paul is trying to say is that the womens match is first up, with Zoe Borst taking on the Nurse!”

JPP – “Oui, Oui…zat is what I meant, anyway, after zat, we will see ze Hypnosis take on Chaos!”

Callous – “And following that, The Lynch Mob crew of Ash and Insane Wonder take on Sanjuro and GFK!”

JPP – “Of course, with ze GFK and Sajuro facing zem’ on ze previous show, zey’ were not appy’ at not getting a shot at ze titles!”

Callous – “Yep, which means that they’ll probably be seeking revenge tonight.”

JPP – “And after zat’ display of what will probably be sheer violence, Tommy Gunn will face Joey Gunn in ze I quit match!”

Callous – “That’s right, brother versus brother in that one, and following it, seemingly unbeatable Extreme champion Adam Manson, will be defending against the number one contender, Just Sane!”

JPP – “And zen’ my favourite little man, Kenny Rock! Will be facing ze T.V. ugly champion, Dominator!”

Callous – “And right after that, one of the big two, when Graphic Violence defends his Asylum championship against the monster Archangel in a ladder match!”

JPP – “Oui! And zen finally, all will be answered when Inmate and Pete Borst finally meet!”

Callous – “Not just that, but its falls count anywhere, and that’s serious, as both of these men have the potential to kill each other in-ring, so when things go outside of that zone, things will go up in the air, and anything could happen!”

JPP – “And, I am getting word in my earpiece thingy, zat Synn has just arrived!”

Callous – “Well, we’re going with the camera’s now to find out just why Synn is here!”

The building that houses the Asylum President's offices stands in the foreground; a veritable monument of unique and bold thinking. Truly, no other organized professional fighting federation in the world can hold a candle to the Asylum's brand of violence and story telling. Little do the people working inside know that they're about to be surprised by a most unexpected visitor.

Synn's gorgeous transportation, a shiny black Camaro with solid tint and polished chrome rims, speeds into the parking lot and screeches to a stop just alongside the front walk way; the lyrics and heavy-as-hell guitars of the Bile song on the radio fit Synn like a glove.

"I HATE YOU, YOU FUCKING CUNT! I HATE YOU, YOU FUCKING CUNT! I HATE YOU, YOU FUH…"

Abruptly, the music stops and the driver's side door swings open. Synn steps out, his hair and long overcoat flail about in the wind. He shuts the door and marches into the office building with a brown envelope in his hand.

The security guard recognizes Synn. He's a big fan of the Asylum. He opens the door for Synn.

Security guard - "Hey you're Synn!"

Synn - "Hey you're a worthless pile of shit in a tan uniform!"

The security guard grins.

Security guard - "Huhuh…you can drop the act for me, man. I'm no mark."

Synn - "…That right? Good for you. Is that gun loaded with bullets or water?"

Security guard - "Bullets."

Synn - "Nice. Hey I've got this favor you could do for me. Could be pretty worth while. Interested?"

Security guard - "Oh definitely! Anything you want, man. What can I do for you?"

Synn - "Take the gun, go over there near that pay phone, call someone who gives a shit about your pathetic "knowledge" of the professional fighting circuits, and then blow your worthless brains all over that fuckin' wall."

The security guard frowns and stands dumbfounded for a few seconds, then opens the electronic door to the main lobby. Synn chuckles, and walks in.

Synn - "Hey…where's the Asylum president's office?"

Man - "Tenth floor."

Synn walks to the elevators and signals for a stop. The doors to an empty elevator open, and Synn steps inside.

Synn - "Next stop: tenth floor. Tools, dildos and steaming piles of excrement."

The tape cuts to a shot of the tenth floor just as the elevator doors open. Synn steps out and walks up to the receptionist in front of Joe's office, who happens to be on the phone.

She raises a hand to Synn with her pointer finger extended. Synn raises a hand to her with a finger extended, although the two gestures have very different meanings. He then reaches over the desk and disconnects the phone from the wall.

Receptionist - "HEY! EXCUSE ME, ASSHOLE, BUT I WAS ON THE PHONE! WHERE DO YOU GET OFF…"

Synn (interrupting) - "Your mom's bedroom. Tell your boss that Synn's here
for a nice chat."

Receptionist- "HE'S HAVING HIS LUNCH YOU JERK. HE'S NOT TO BE BOTHERED BY ANYONE."

Synn - "Oh well, since you put it that way…"

Synn raises both hands in the lewd gesture and walks by the receptionist toward the door behind her.

Nurse Vs Zoe Borst
(Womens Title)

JPP – “Oui, and e’ is very very rude if you ask me!”

Callous – “Well, wether or not he’s rude doesn’t matter, because he’s looking for Joe Campbell, so Joe had better keep an eye out. Anyway, womens title time!”

She's So High by Blur begins to play over the PA system as Zoe Borst strolls down the aisle, to the usual chants of "Get your tits out!", ready for the opening match of the PPV, that will determine the first ever Women's Champion!

Callous - "This is gonna be great! The biggest PPV to date, and what better way to start it than with a good old fashioned cat fight!"

JPP - "Meow!"

Callous - "Although judging by the way their respective partners have been acting, and how they're likely to act later tonight, this could turn nasty and be a small taster of things to come in the main event!"

JPP - "Look at Nurse! She wants ze Zoe bad!"

Callous - "Over the past weeks, Zoe and Nurse have been caught up in the heated feud between the Inmate and Pete Borst, and have been desperate to get at each other! Just 2 weeks ago, the Borst's were all set to throw Nurse off the roof! And the following week, Zoe defeated Nurse in an arm wrestling test of strength, with a lot of help from Pete."

JPP - "And ze Nurse got ze stuffing kicked into her by Pete too!"

Callous - "And the match is underway!"

Nurse slaps the taste out of Zoe's mouth as soon as she enters the ring, but Zoe replies with a firm push that sends Nurse staggering back into the cage. Nurse suddenly replies by spearing Zoe!

Callous - "Look at her go! Nurse to swinging rights and lefts at Zoe!"

JPP - "SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

Zoe eventually manages to push Nurse off, and quickly gets up, hitting Nurse with a hard DDT in the middle of the ring.

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JPP - "Zoe missed ze elbow drop!"

Nurse quickly pulls Zoe up and throws her head first into the cage!

Callous - "Look at Nurse go! Stomping a mud hole in Zoe!

Nurse pulls Zoe up and grabs her in a front face lock, before jumping up and hitting an amazing Tornado DDT! Nurse isn't done, and runs up to the cage and peforms an stunning moonsault on Zoe!

Callous - "Who said that gal can't fight?!"

JPP - "Him! That fat guy sitting behind ze other fans! Not JPP! Non non non!"

Callous - "I wasnt suggesting it was you J, but... guitly conscience? But anyway, we're on a 7 count already!"

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AAAHHHH the crowd cry, as Zoe manages to get to her feet. Nurse grabs Zoe from behind and hoists her up, and hits a gutbuster on Zoe! She rolls around the ring holding her belly, and Nurse kicks her to keep her still, before going for a leg drop.

Callous - "She missed the leg drop!"

Zoe crawls over to Nurse and rakes her eyes, before getting up to her feet and much like her husband Pete, blatantly stamps on her opponent's groin area!

Callous - "Oooooooh. That was cheap!"

JPP - "Zat was nasty!"

Callous - "That was painful!"

JPP - "Zat was Borst!"

Callous - "That was a classic Borst trait, indeed! Wait, what's Zoe doing? No way!"

Zoe Borst has grabbed a chair from the time keeper and she swings at Nurse!

Callous - "Nurse ducked it! She remembers the last time she was hit with a chair thanks to Zoe, and she wasn't about to let it happen again!"

JPP - "Nurse was in ze La La Land last time!"

Not this time though! She kicks Zoe in the mid section, causing her to drop the chair. DDT on the chair by Nurse!

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JPP - "NON!"

Zoe is on her feet somehow, and there's a trickle of blood on her forehead that makes the crowd cringe. The sight of a gorgeous woman bleeding seemed rather disturbing. Nurse grabs Zoe and goes for a hip toss, but she manages to block it. She jabs Nurse in the mid section causing her to duck down, and hits a Guillotine Leg Drop on Nurse!

Callous - "Wow!"

JPP - "What a match!"

Zoe crawls over to the chair and clutches it tightly. She pushes herself up, using the chair to help her, and waits for Nurse to get up before delivering a thunderous chair shot to her head!!!

Callous - "NO WAY! I don't believe she did that!"

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Callous - "It's over!"

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Callous - "No!"

JPP - "What?"

Callous - "Just joking!"

10!

The bell rings and Zoe is handed the Women's Championship!

Callous - "Zoe has won the title! Could this be an example of things to come later in the main event! Will it be a double sweep for the Borst's?!"

JPP - "Ze EMT's are coming to help out ze Nurse now!"

Nurse is helped onto the stretcher, and Inmate is soon on the scene. He looks worried, but his facial expression changes to one of pain when Zoe kicks him hard below the belt as she's leaving!

Callous - "That was cheap!"

JPP - "Zat was..."

Callous - "We know, that was Borst."

The sign on the door let's us know that we're outside of Joe's office. The silver rings, studded braclet and forearm full of tattoos let us know who's come-a-knockin'.

Joe (opening door) - "What?! What?! Who could possibly be fucking bothering me right before the damn show!"

Joe looks up to see quite a frightening sight. He's more than a little surprised to see who his visitor is.

Synn (walking by Joe and into the office) - "I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."

Joe - "Actually, yeah…you are. I was just..."

Synn (interrupting) - "I was lying. I really don't give a shit if I'm interrupting anything. This is more important. Do you like money, Joe?"

Joe - "Erm, yeah…but then, who doesn't?"

Synn - "That's the right answer. I have a proposition for you."

Synn walks to Joe's desk and sits at the chair in front of it.

Synn - "There are two things the fans of the Asylum foam at their collective mouth for. The hero battling against the hated villain, and extreme violence. I can garuntee both of these things to you in one beautiful package."

Joe (shutting door behind him) - "I'm listening, Synn. carry on..."

The camera man stops short as the door is slammed in his face. The shot fades to black.

Callous – “There’s Joe, looks like he has something to say.”

Joe- "Oi! Attention people!, ...there has been an alteration to tonights program. A special stipulation match-up has been added……erm, for your enjoyment, between Chris Titan (crowd errupts with cheers) and Synn (crowd responds with booing).

This one off affair is UNSANCTIONED by me, and thus, the Asylum; it's that dangerous. The match is a no holds barred, parking lot brawl. the only way
to win is via knock out. This will be the last time you will be able to see these two rivals go head to head until two thousand two...and even THAT isn't the final stipulation. the winner of this match gets a shot at the UK Title at next months pay-per-view event!"

The crowd cheers wildly and begins to chant Titan's name. The image of Joe handling a large sum of money and smiling disappears from the Asylum-tron, and the rythmic drum beats beign to play. The match is about to get underway.

Synn Vs Chris Titan
(Unsanctioned Brawl)

Callous – “Well, this one isn’t on the card…we’ll see what happens I suppose!”

“Down with the sickness” plays in the arena and an image of the parking lot area is displayed on the Asylum-tron. The official is standing off to the side and Chris Titan walks into view. The crowd explodes as Titan waves to the camera, smirking confidently. His music fades and “The Fight Song” signals the entrance of Synn. Before even the crowd can react, Synn charges onto the scene from behind a parked truck and slams Titan with a folding chair.

JPP – “Ouch!”

Callous – “Well there’s a months worth of torment in chair shot form!”

Synn continues to slam Titan, battering his upper back and shoulders. Titan, not to be outdone, slips from his tights a small ballpin hammer and drives it into Synn's ankle. Crying out in pain, Synn drops the chair and hobbles away.

Callous – “Fuck! He could’ve shattered his ankle bone with that!”

Titan gets to his feet and hurls the hammer toward Synn's head. Synn ducks and the hammer smashes through the window of a car, shattering it. Titan rushes at Synn and connects with his signature power clothesline, knocking Synn onto the shards of glass. Titan kneels over Synn and grabs his head. He rubs the back Synn's head in the glass, lacerating him. Synn manages to move his arm out form under Titan's legs and rubs a hand full of glass into Titan's chest. Titan punches Synn in his right eye and stands up, shaking away the shards of glass.

Callous – “Well, as expected…these two are going at it with everything they have.”

Synn stands slowly, his hair matted with blood, his neck and shoulders covered in the red liquid of life. The two walk toward each other and lock up, but Titan's grip slips on Synn's blood. Synn capitalizes with Destruction, a double underhook suplex dropped forward into a front face plant...or at least he attempts Destruction.

JPP – “Sacre bleu! E’ may ave’ broken Titan’s pretty face!”

Callous – “No he hasn’t, Titan countering here!”

Titan blocks the move by landing on his feet when Synn tried to drive his face down, and reverses the move into a rack pancake. He quickly moves to lock on a Canadian crossface, and Synn quickly taps out, but this match up can only be decided by knock out.

Callous – “Well, disadvantage number one there, had this been a sanctioned match, then Titan would have just won by submission!”

Titan realeases the hold, and pulls Synn up by his hair. Synn responds by lifting a left uppercut into Titan's groin. He locks in a pump handle slam and drops Titan down into a back breaker: the move Synn calls Lethal Injection. Synn climbs onto the hood of a near by Toyota Tercel, and moonsaults off landing in a knee drop on the concrete. Apparently, Synn hasn’t been the only one scouting his opponent.

Callous – “Stunning display of reversals and counters here, if Synn had landed that Knee drop Titan would have been out for the count!”

Titan locks on a Camel Clutch, and holds the move as Synn's neck and back begin to crack below him. Synn swings both hands up and thumbs both of Titans' eyes. Titan releases the hold and walks away shaking his head trying to regain his vision. Synn rushes behind him and locks on a reverse chin lock. He lifts Titan and drops him down into an ace crusher. A Twisted Staircase!

JPP – “Zat could be it!”

Titan lies on the ground, gagging, and Synn floats over him and lifts him to his feet. Titan lifts a kick to Synn's stomach in desperation, and then lifts Synn up and crashes down in a diving powerbomb! Both men are down and the official comes in to make the count.

Callous – “These two have already beaten the shit out of each other, wouldn’t surprise me if they both stayed down!”

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Callous – “Just about, both men were nearly out of it then!”

Titan hammers Synn with a right. Synn answers with a right of his own. Titan, right. Synn, right. Titan, right, right, right, Synn's down again! Titan climbs over his opponent and pulls him up by his hair. He locks up for a Hangman's DDT, and connects! Synn may be out for the count!

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Callous – “Titan making a run up at the downed Synn!”
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JPP – “And again, ze momentum swayed back to ze Synn!”

He pulls Titan up to his feet, and spins him around. Titan has been busted wide by Synn's dirty fighting tactics, and looks to be near the end of his rope. Synn connects with three left jabs, a right cross, a left knee lift, a right low spinning back kick, and finally a left roundhouse kick to the head...but Titan's still on his feet! Titan was just Riding the Pitchfork and he's still upright!

Callous – “How the hell is Titan still standing?”

Synn moves quicker than ever and locks Titan in a suplex position. Hell Bound on the concrete! the official makes the count.

Callous – “NO! Hellbound! Shit!”

JPP – “Synn came from nowhere with zat one!”

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Callous – “Fuck! I can’t believe Synn actually won!”

JPP – “Oui, ze dirty cheaty Synn has beaten Chris Titan!”

That's it! Synn wins this hard fought battle! His dirty tricks have won him a match up over his hated opponent, and the crowd is furious. Titan has nothing to be ashamed of in this loss; he was clearly the better technician tonight...but Synn was the better fighter.

Callous – “We’ll be back in a few moments….fucking Synn.”

Impetigo walked through the locker-room hallway. He sneers slightly, feeling a sudden jolt of happiness.But suddenly, he stops, seeing a form in the corner of his eye. Impetigo turns, to see Evolution slumped against the wall, quietly.

"Hey McAugust!" Impetigo says, gleefully.

"...Go away." Evolution responds, morbidly.

Impetigo was confused. Who couldn't be happy at aPay-Per-View? A PPV FOR GOD SAKES!

"So errr...how's Michael?" Impetigo asks. Michael was Impetigo's best friend, and Evolution's cousin.

Evolution's blood boiled. He stood up, and dusted himself off. He walks up to Impetigo, and stares at him, eye to eye. Impetigo gulps, and soon after is
decked by a hard right from Evolution. Impetigo hits the ground, hard. Evolution, fire in his emerald eyes, grabs Impetigo by the hair. He brings Impetigo up, and slings him into the wall. Impetigo slams his back against the wall, and falls to the ground. Impetigo now tries to get up, but doesn't see Evolution as he slams a steelchair onto Impetigo's cranium. Impetigo goes out. But that doesn't stop Evolution. He
continues to send vicious kicks to the head of Impetigo.

JPP – “Eck! Ze nasty bugger deserved it anyway, filthy scummie!”

"Don't EVER bring Michael up again!" Evolution says, as he spits on Impetigo and walks away. Evolution had snapped...all because of the mention of his cousin.

Callous – “Heh, well if his cousin has that kind of effect on him, I don’t think I want to meet him.”

JPP – “I’s cousin is probably a dirty scummie like ze Impetigo, zat is why!”

Ash & Insane Wonder Vs X-Treme Resistance
(Team Match)

"South Texas Deathride" by the Union Underground begins to play and the crowd begins to react violently as Ash and Insane Wonder walkout. The fans boo them relentlessly and begin to throw things as they slowly walk to the ring. Ash sips from a 40oz and walks to an old lady he spews the alcohol into her face as the fans around her nearly jump over the railing to get at Ash as Insane Wonder laughs hysterically pointing at the old woman.

JPP – “Zat is not, ow’ you say…very nice!”

Callous – “I don’t think the Lynch Mob are ‘Very Nice’ in general JP.”

“Renegades of Funk” begins to play and the fans cheer loudly as Sanjuro and GFK walk out the fans chanting their name. The two men walk towards the ring slowly as Ash smiles holding his barbed wire bat and Insane wonder attempts the same menace wielding a plastic spork. GFK and Sanjuro get into the ring and the bell sound and all four men circle slowly, IW hides behind Ash as the stare down GFK and Sanjuro.

Callous – “This match could get messy, Sanjuro and GFK are out to get noticed and so are the team of Ash and Insane wonder but between you and me , that insane wonder is a total putz.”

Ash and GFK tie up and fist begin to fly between the two as GFK tries to catch IW but he is too fast for him. GFK finally grabs the hair off IW and drags him to the mat before pounding into his skull with vicious overhand punches. Ash and Sanjuro begin to jockey for position with Sanjuro coming out of the tie up with an arm drag. Sanjuro goes quick with a standing arm bar but is quick to release the hold pulling up Ash and then suplexing him to the mat. Meanwhile GFk has pounded IW to the ground and lifted him up dropping him hard on his skull with a Japanese powerbomb.

Callous – “Well, I don’t think dropping him on his head will be to much effect, we’re talking about a man who plays NES all day here.”

JPP – “Oui, I believe ze English would call him, a thick cunt!”

Sanjuro locks Ash in a dragon sleeper as GFK lines up and punt kicks Ash in the groin as Sanjuro lifts him up and over for a reverse suplex. From behind IW jumps off the top of the cage with a missile dropkick to the back of GFK as Sanjuro gets up and both IW and Sanjuro mix it up until GFK gets to his feet and they double team Insane wonder. Both men pound on Wonder until they go for a double team suplex and as they lift him Ash recovers grabs the leg of wonder and pulls him down turning the move into a double DDT.

Callous – “Clever work there by Ash…nothing, of course…to do with Insane Wonder.”

JPP – “Oui, we ave’ established that e’ is not very bright.”

Ash and Iw grabs a hold of Sanjuro and together they double stun gun him gut first across the top of the cage then hit simultaneous sitdown dropkicks to the head of Sanjuro. Both men go after GFK as they set him up for a double team spinebuster then IW quick to the top of the cage with a somersault leg drop to GFK. Both men celebrate as from behind comes Sanjuro with the Katana cutter on Insane wonder. Ash turns and jumps at Sanjuro as the two men trade blows, Sanjuro goes downstairs on Ash then plants a stiff knee to the jaw of Ash.

Callous – “Well, Lynch Mob were dominating, until now.”

Sanjuro and GFk grabs IW for a double suplex and drop him face first with a front layout suplex. Both men are looking good as the pick up Ash and GFk powerbombs him to the at followed by a quick splash from Sanjuro. Both men lifts up Ash to throw him from the ring but IW breaks that up with a double low blow. Sanjuro and GFK slowly get to their feet as both members of the Lynch mob wait til they got to one knee then as they get up slowly both men plant a member of the Xtreme resistance will dual running yakuza kicks.

JPP – “Lights out!”

The lynch mob plays to the crowd only to get booed and fans throwing trash at them, suddenly a beer can flies from the crowd and smashes Wonder on the head, he falls as Ash looks at him then picks up the beer opens it and chugs it. As he is finishing the beer, Sanjuro and GFk have gotten to their feet and Ash spits the last bit at GFK as both men close in nailing Ash with heavy punches, Sanjuro grabs a hold of the leg of Ash and hits a dragon screw leg whip, GFk then applies the camel clutch as Sanjuro grabs the legs of Ash into a boston crab.

Callous – “Inventive move by the X-Treme resistance trying to get Ash to tap but he is hanging in there..literally.”

Insane wonder has grabbed a chair from ringside and nails Sanjuro in the back o the head then does the same to GFk to get them to release Ash. IW goes back and forth with the chair until GFK finally catches the chair and Sanjuro with a spear sends IW crashing into the cage. Sanjuro and GFK stomp a mudhole into IW and then as they turn Ash with a double lariat takes them down. Ash then sets up the chair and grabs a hold of Sanjuro, and then hits the Budweiser bomb into the chair crushing it.

Callous – “Wow, im sitting on one of those chairs, hell…it takes some force to crush one of these!”

Ash celebrates and pays for it by a GFK clothesline, GFK grabs Ash for a Manhattan drop and turns it into a face first powerbomb. The crowd begins to cheer as GFk walks over to Insane wonder then lifts him up into a DVD and plants him on the mat. Sanjuro has gotten to his feet and throws the chair on Ash then stomps on him.

Callous – “Can’t really make any predictions on winners so far, each team is giving as good as its getting!”

Sanjuro is pissed as he locks in the dragon sleeper then takes out the knees of Ash to provide maximum torque on the neck. Ash will not submit as GFk kicks his stomach, IW has gotten up and grabs the broken chair, he runs full speed and nails GFK, then IW leaps to the top of the cage and hits a missile dropkick to the side of Sanjuro’s head causing him to release Ash, Ash is hurting but also pissed off as he gets up quickly and begins to pummel Sanjuro.

JPP – “Ze Sanjuro in trouble ere”

IW goes to the top yet again then as Ash slams Sanjuro, Insane wonder with a swanton bomb to the head of Sanjuro as Ash punches him in the nuts. GFK is up but met by double team lariat then IW drops to all fours, Ash with a run jumps on his back then to the cage then hits the Triple Jump moonsault on the prone GFK.

Callous – “We are seeing awesome technical fighting and teamwork for those out there that said it could’nt be done!”

Sanjuro gets pulled to his feet and IW plants him with a jumping DDT he calls "Ow, that hurt my head". the Lynch mob plays up to the fans yet again,as the ref counts Sanjuro..

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Callous – “Well, in whatever argument Ash and Insane Wonder are having, they haven’t noticed GFK and Sanjuro!”

As those two talk about beer, Sanjuro and Gfk who had gotten to their feet slowly have had a moment of rest, both men charge and spear both members of the Lynch mob to the mat. GFk grabs a hold of Ash and plants him with a sitout powerbomb as IW gets kicked several time in the head then as he is staggering GFk grabs him for a slam followed by a top cage leg drop from sanjuro!

JPP – “And once again, ze X-treme resistance take control!”

Sanjuro locks in the eastern stretch on wonder but he will not submit. Ash with the save as GFK manages to grab him and slam him to the mat. GFk and Sanjuro grab Wonder yet again and Sanjuro nails the Katana cutter on Insane Wonder GFK with a flying headbutt as the ref counts again.

Callous – “That could be all!”

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Callous – “Insane wonder is up!”

Sanjuro goes to IW and Ash and GFk grab at each other GFK goes for a powerbomb that Ash turns into a DDT, AS Sanjuro goes for a powerbomb that IW reverses into a release head and neck scissors takedown. All four men are looking tired as they slowly get to their feet, GFK and Sanjuro have the upperhand as both men line up and nail IW and Ash with sharp standing side kicks. Sanjuro grabs a hold of Ash and whips him face first into the cage, Sanjuro the climbs to the top of the cage and GFK whips IW towards Sanjuro who launches himself off the cage and nails Insane wonder in the jaw with a diving leg lariat.

Callous – “Awesome move by Sanjuro, nearly took Wonder’s head off!”

GFK grabs a hold of Ash and goes for a powerbomb but Ash punches GFK repeatedly in the face then flips backwards with a blockbuster type of move on GFK. Ash gets to his feet and ducks the charging Sanjuro’s lariat and as Sanjuro turns he is locked into the Katahajime, Ash tighten the hold then drops Sanjuro into a modified inverted DDT. Ash and GFK mix it up until IW joins the fray making it two on one as the two men beat down GFK Ash with an elevated DDT plants GFk. The two men are in charge as they continue the onslaught.

Callous - “Those two are in control and the fans hate that.”

The ref is counting out GFK.1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8.. GFK gets t his feet at 8 only to get simultaneously superkicked by IW and Ash. Sanjuro has gotten to his feet and the Lynch mob tries for the dual super kicks but Sanjuro ducks it and grabs Ash and head and leg suplexes him over, then Sanjuro ducks the incoming heel kick from IW and suplexes him over dropping him right on his head. Sanjuro is on fire as he grabs a hold of Ash and slams him face first into the cage, IW gets to his feet and Sanjuro nails him with a seated powerslam.

JPP – “Sanjuro figting like a man possessed ere’!”

Sanjuro grabs IW and then GFk and Sanjuro work together to pick up IW each man grabs an arm of IW then they lift him up sweep out his legs and plant him with a stiff two man powerbomb. All four men look tired but right now GFK and Sanjuro are in control, they have targeted Insane wonder. GFK and Sanjuro take out Ash then go bac to work on IW. They lift him up in the air then drop him knee firs to the mat as ..IW screams in agony. He is clutching his knee and screaming.

Callous – “Ugh! Look at his knee, is that bone?”

Insane Wonder – “Gah! You broke my knee assholes….damn you, damn you I say!”

JPP: “Look at Zat zer’ is blood oozing from ze knee of Insane wonder.”

Callous – “Now that is just nasty!!”

Sanjuro and GFK look stunned as they stare at the leg of Insane wonder as he screams. Suddenly from behind Ash with a stiff barbed wire bat shot sends GFK over the cage and to the floor. It is over.. Ash and Insane wonder are your winners!!

Callous – “For once, someone breaking their leg hasn’t necessarily been all bad!”

JPP – “Oui, Ash and Insane Wonder ave’ won!”

Suddenly out of excitement Insane wonder jumps to his feet.

JPP – “Wait, what is zis? He is not hurt?"

Insane wonder reaches into his knee pad and pulls out a handful of ketchup packets. Ash and Insane wonder point and laugh at Sanjuro and GFK. Suddenly from out of nowhere a man and a woman appear they hop on the top of the cage behind the Lynch Mob and both launch with a pair of missile dropkicks, the mysterious man grabs Insane wonder up lifts him for a powerbomb then sits down with it as the girl catches Insane wonder in an X factor.

Callous – “Who are those two?”

They grab a stunned Ash and toss him over to Sanjuro and GFK as the four on two beating begins. Suddenly Adam Manson hits the area with a barbed wire wrapped steel chair. Sanjuro and GFK join the two strangers as “Renegades of Funk” begins to play, they back off Insane wonder and Ash and disappear into the crowd.

Callous – “Interesting outcome there, Ash and Insane Wonder win a highly eventful matchup, and who were those two?”

JPP – “…”

Sane – “I won't do it. It's lunacy.”

Voice – “But you must. It's the only way.”

Sane – “The only way? Are you INSANE?”

Voice - “I thought that was your category.”

Sane snarled. He didn't like this. He didn't like this whole idea. He didn't want anyone's help.

Voice – “Well?”

Sane – “I can't believe you...”

Voice – “You want to believe me.”

Sane – “Grrrr...”

Sane growled and looked back into the darkness. There was a strage assurity there. He sighed and turned back, looking to the wall. He grabbed himself by the shirt and threw himself up against the wall.

Sane – “There...you happy?!”

Voice – “Again!”

Sane sighed and found himself throwing his own body against the hard concrete once again, and again, and again. The voice snickered. The blood began to trickle from Sane's cut. He found a cooking pan under other objects, and sighed before he rammed it into his gut. The pattern continued, as the camera’s went elsewhere in the arena.

"Yeah, come in." he started, but was stopped when the door suddenly swung open. Standing behind the door was a man Joe had never seen before.

"You are who?" Joe asked. "Heh, in fact…I don’t care who you are, Security!"

"No, no, it's alright," the man said, stepping into the office, "I'm not
here to hurt you."

"I don't care. You could be anyone, one of Graphic Violence’s little cronies, well not today sunshine, Security!" Joe continued.

"No, please," the man said, almost begging, "just give me a chance."

Joe looked at the man. "He seems harmless enough" Joe thought.

"Fine," Joe said, after a moment of consideration, "what do you want then?"

"I want a job" the man said. "I want to fight in the Asylum."

"Hah, bold as brass you yanks are, erm…ok, what kind of expearience do you have?"

"Not much" the man responded. "I was once scouted by the CWL" he said as an afterthought.

"That's not bad, not bad at all in fact." Joe said. He was feeling more comfortable having the guy around. "Anything else special?"

"I did most of my fighting in an underground league back in Boston, so I don't have much experience."

"Underground eh…" Joe asked thinking back to his days In the underground scene. “How long you been doing that for then?"

"About 5 years"

"Really?" Joe sat back in his chair, looking the intruder up and down. "Five years…that’s a long fucking time, this guy must be a pretty good fighter." Joe thought with a smile.

"I'll tell you what" Joe said, "We have a show next Sunday, and I'm gonna put you in it. It'll give me a chance to see you in action. If you're good, maybe I'll keep ya', no promises you understand."

The man looked stunned. "Thank-you" he said with a smile. The man rose, and extended his hand. Joe took it.

"I don't think I caught your name" Joe said.

"A.D."

With that, A.D. got to his feet and walked toward the door smirking to himself, however, as he reached it, it swung open, almost hitting him in the face.

Griff Truxell.

Griff stormed in, hammering shoulders with A.D., the two men stood eye to eye for a second, before walking off in their own directions.

“How fucking dare you?” Griff roared.

“Here we go.” Joe mumbled to himself.

“You know Campbell, if I didn’t know you better, I’d call you an idiot, but I know your not that, a spiteful bastard is what you are.” Griff exclaimed.

“I’ve already fucking told you Griff, you aren’t booked for the PPV because there weren’t any slots left.

“Slots my ass.” Griff responded at the drop of a hat. “You didn’t book me because you don’t know greatness when it hits you in the face.”

“Yeah, yeah…whatever…listen, I don’t want you running out there and fucking any matches up by bashing someone with a chair ok?” Joe asked.

“And you’ll do what exactly to stop me?” Griff responded.

“I’ll make a deal with you, you don’t go out there tonight, and you’ll get your match next Sunday.” Joe offered.

“Against who?” Griff snorted.

“Heh, I think you just met him.” Joe smiled.

“Your kidding right? I don’t even know who that peon was. This is bullshit Campbell.” Griff got up.

“Griff.” Joe said with a sigh.

Griff spat in disgust, slamming the door as Joe shook his head.

Tommy Gunn Vs Joey Gunn
(I Quit Match)

"Big Gun" by AC/DC fires up, drawing a big heel response from the crowd.

JPP – “Ere we go!”

Joseph and Joey Gunn appear at the entrance way. Joseph looked determined, while Joey looks a bit worried.

Callous – “This match has been brewing ever since Tommy Gunn accidentally got his father's federation shut down over a year and a half ago.”

JPP – “And tonight it will finally come to an end! Zis match is to be contested under 'I Quit' rules, however ze object is to make ze opponent admit that he was wrong. And let's not forget zat ze UK title is on ze line too!”

Joseph leads his eldest son down the aisle and Joey steps into the Asylum, while Joseph takes up his position on the outside.

Callous – “This one's just gonna be brutal...”

The opening drum loop of The Clash's "Tommy Gun" pounds over the PA system, and the fans go wild for Tommy Gunn, who walks out from the entrance with the UK title slung over his shoulder.

JPP - “Zere 'e is - ze UK champion, and listen to ze reaction from ze crowd!”

Tommy looks around to the fans for a moment, then turns his gaze to the Asylum. He stares at his brother intensely for a moment, then drops the UK title, sprints down the aisle, and leaps into the cage, diving straight at Joey!

Callous – “Tommy is wasting no time in getting this party started!”

The referee quickly calls for the opening bell, while Tommy rains down on Joey's head with right hands. The older Gunn brother staggers back, surprised, and falls to the mat, where Tommy pounces on him and continues the assault, with the crowd eating up every moment of it.

JPP – “Look at ze aggression from Tommy Gunn!”

Callous – “Is this the same man who, just two months ago, refused to fight his own brother?!”

As Joseph Gunn looks on in horror, Tommy takes a handful of Joey's hair and pulls him onto his feet. He grabs a front facelock, gets a hold of Joey's tights, and delivers a snap suplex.

Callous – “What execution! Joey Gunn just got suplexed out of his boots!”

Tommy kicks at his brother's head a few times until Joey starts to pull away and get back to his feet. Tommy is right back on top of him though, grabbing Joey's arm and yanking him into a short-arm clothesline. He pulls him back to his feet again and whips him across to the opposite side, where Joey smashes into the Asylum cage, and rebounds off of it. As he comes back towards Tommy, the UK champ scoops him up by the legs and drops backward, bringing Joey down throat-first across the rim of the Asylum cage.

JPP – “StunGunn! Ze StunGunn!”

Joey falls backwards clutching his throat and gasping for air. Tommy doesn't give him room to breathe though, immediately back up and setting up Joey for his next move. He raises him upside down and drills him into the canvas with a piledriver.

Callous – “I don't think I've ever seen Tommy Gunn show such a lack of mercy to any opponent other than Graphic Violence! This is just a relentless beating!”

JPP – “And Joey Gunn is all over ze place. I don't think 'is 'eart is in zis match at all.”

Joey rolls over onto his stomach and wraps his hands around his head in pain. Tommy gets his brother's leg and applies a single leg boston crab.

Callous: The only way to win this match is by forcing your opponent to quit, so it looks like Tommy is gonna try for the submission.

Tommy pulls back as hard as he can on the leg, but knows that it is not going to be enough to beat Joey. Keeping hold of Joey's leg, he shifts into a different position.

JPP – “What is zis?”

Tommy gets his arm in behind Joey's, and pulls it back in an abdominal stretch-like move. He sticks his knee into Joey's back and starts pulling back on his arm and his leg, causing Joey to wince in agony.

JPP – “Ouch!”

Callous – “Tommy has Joey wrapped around his knee and is pulling back on him at both sides. Damn that looks painful!”

The referee gets a microphone and drops down to put it to Joey's mouth, asking if he wants to quit the match.

Callous – “This could be it...”

Joey looks over at his father on the outside, but Joseph sternly shakes his head. Joey looks back up at the referee and shakes his own head, and the ref backs off. Tommy releases his grip on Joey's arm so that he can bring his knee up to slam it down onto his brother's back. He lets go of Joey's knee and goes for it again, but Joey manages to move out of the way and Tommy finds only mat.

Callous – “We have yet to see any offense from Joey Gunn in this match.”

Both Gunns get back on their feet. Tommy approaches Joey, who kicks out at him to try and get him to back off. Tommy takes one of the kicks to the gut and staggers backwards, then slumps down onto all fours.

JPP – “Zat kick really winded Tommy Gunn, and now Joey has bought himself some time.”

Joey moves in to capitalise on Tommy's position, when suddenly the UK champ springs up with a Gunnshot from out of nowhere!

JPP – “Gunnshot!”

The crowd pop huge as Tommy spears his brother down. He rolls aside, still a bit hurt, but signals to the ref to ask Joey if he wants to give up. The referee drops down and puts the microphone to Joey Gunn's mouth, but he seems to be too dazed to say anything.

Callous – “Tommy Gunn shocked his big brother with that Gunnshot - I don't think anyone saw that one coming.”

Tommy gets back on his feet, while Joey groggily uses the cage for leverage to get up. Just as Joey reaches his feet and turns around, Tommy strikes with a kick to the gut and nails him with The Recoil to another huge cheer from the fans!

Callous – “Recoil! It's over!”

Joey crashes back to the mat, unconscious. Joseph Gunn looks on from the outside and does not look at all happy.

JPP – “But how can Joey give up if he is unconscious?”

The referee puts the mic to Joey's mouth, but he is indeed out cold. Tommy goes over and starts punching Joey in the head, trying to knock him out of his slumber, when suddenly a furious Joseph Gunn starts to climb into the cage.

Callous – “What the hell?”

JPP – “Joseph has seen enough!”

The referee goes over to stop Joseph, but takes a right hand to the mouth for his troubles. The crowd shower Joseph with heel heat, and Tommy gets up and starts arguing with his dad.

Callous – “He's taken out the referee, and now he's going to a verbal war with his son.”

Unbeknownst to Tommy, while he argues with Joseph, Joey is recovering behind him. Suddenly Joseph belts his son with a hard slap to the face, drawing a huge "oooh!" from the crowd. Before Tommy can respond, Joey charges in and flattens him with a big boot to the face.

Callous – “Jeez! What a big boot!”

Joseph yells something at Joey, who then obediently picks up Tommy, raises him above his head, and performs a military press slam, bringing Tommy down hard onto the canvas.

JPP – “Joey is making up for all ze punishment he has taken in zis match.”

Joseph gives more instructions, and Joey now leads Tommy to his feet once more and plants him into the mat with a devastating chokeslam. Once again taking his orders from his father, Joey pulls Tommy up, then holds him in place for Joseph.

Callous – “Oh come on!”

Joseph smacks Tommy in the face with a few hard jabs, then a wicked right hook. He backs up for another big punch, but instead simply nails his son with a stiff kick to the crotch.

JPP – “Well if 'e didn't 'ave 'is 'eart in it earlier, Joey does now... or at least, Joseph has made 'im!”

Tommy slumps to the mat, grimacing, while the fans now boo Joey and Joseph out of the building. Joseph grins and goes back over to the referee who has started to stir. Joseph puts him back down with a kick to the head, then picks up the microphone. He comes back over to Tommy, who is still going through the prolonged agony that a kick to the bollocks causes.

Joseph – “Noo Tommy... whit have ye got tae say?”

Joseph stoops down and sticks the mic in Tommy's face, who is breathing hard.

Tommy – “Piss aff!”

A small pop goes up for Tommy's defiance, but Joseph does not look amused.

Joseph – “Fine... have it your way. Joey - ah think ye know whit tae dae.”

Joey drags Tommy back onto his feet and then looks at his father. Joseph nods. Joey gets Tommy in position, then lifts him and applies The Gunn Rack.

JPP – “It's ze Gunn Rack! He's going to squeeze ze life out of Tommy.”

Tommy yells in pain while Joseph looks on, pleased. He puts the mic up to Tommy again.

Joseph – “Well?”

Tommy – “No!”

Joseph sighs.

Joseph – “Joey - squeeze!”

Joey obediently tightens the hold, causing even more pain to Tommy. Joseph laughs at his son.

Callous – “I feel sick.”

In desperation Tommy fires a few right hands into Joey's head. Before Tommy can successfully break free of the Gunn Rack though, Joseph yells something at Joey, who raises Tommy up off of his shoulders, and brings him crashing down across his knee in a backbreaker-like move.

JPP – “What a move!”

Callous – “Tommy Gunn may have broken ribs after that one!”

Tommy rolls around on the mat, spluttering and holding his side. Joseph kneels down and once again shoves the microphone in Tommy's face.

Joseph – “Whit dae ye say?”

Tommy – “No!”

Joseph shakes his head.

Joseph – “Ah'm afraid that's tha wrang answer.”

Joseph whacks Tommy in the head a few times with the microphone, causing the resulting thunk to reverberate out of the PA system and around the arena. He puts the microphone to Tommy again.

Joseph – “Try again.”

Tommy – “No!”

THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!

Joseph – “Want tae phone a friend?”

Tommy – “NO!!”

THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!

JPP – “Zis is vicious.”

Joseph looks up at Joey and says something to him. Joey just looks at him for a moment, unsure. However when Joseph gives him an angry glare, Joey quickly complies. He drags Tommy onto his feet again. Tommy struggles and tries to get away, but Joseph hits him in the ribs a few times. Joey picks up and onto his shoulders in a powerbomb position.

Callous – “Big time powerbomb coming up...”

Joey runs forward with Tommy and launches him off of his shoulders, bringing the UK champion crashing down right across the rim of the Asylum cage!

Callous – “Oh my God!!”

Several shocked fans scream, and Tommy cries out in pain. He lies there for a moment, his spine contorted sickeningly over the cage, then slumps off and crashes headfirst to the outside.

JPP – “It's over now. 'E cannot continue after that!”

Joseph is smiling broadly, however Joey has a look as if he cannot believe what he has just done.

Callous – “Look at this again folks...”

A replay is shown of Tommy crashing down onto the steel, with his back arching over it.

Callous – “Look at his back! That is a career-ending injury right there!”

Joseph steps out of the cage, leading Joey with him. Joey watches, still shocked, as Joseph kneels down to his son.

Joseph – “Tommy... it's tha million quid question... nae lifelines left... whit dae ye say?”

Tommy coughs, his eyes rolling about in his head, dazed and confused. He struggles to even move his lips.

Tommy – “Da'...”

Joseph grins excitedly.

Joseph – “Aye?”

Tommy coughs again, as everyone in the arena hangs on his every word.

JPP – “Zis is it! 'E is going to finally take ze blame!”

He tries to speak a few times, moving his lips in vain... when suddenly his lips twist into a snarl.

Tommy – “Stick yer fuckin' mic up yer arse!!”

The crowd roar their approval, but the furious Joseph flies into a rage and starts smashing Tommy in the face with the microphone.

JPP – “What did 'e say?”

Callous - “I don't think I can repeat it.”

THUNK! THUNK! THUNK! THUNK! THUNK! THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!! Joey steps in and tries to get his father to hold off. Tommy rolls over onto his stomach, clutching his nose, which starts spurting blood. He looks at his hands, which are painted in crimson. Joseph angrily thrusts the mic in front of him again.

Joseph – “Say it!”

Tommy groggily looks up at his father, as blood pours out of his nose, running down his arms and dripping onto the concrete floor. He stares up at Joseph and gives him a defiant, blood-stained finger, once again met with a massive pop from the crowd. Joseph belts his son with a few kicks to the head, then turns to Joey.

Joseph – “Right - follow me, an' bring him!”

Joseph marches off up the aisle, and Joey reluctantly scoops up Tommy and puts him over his shoulder, then follows his father.

Callous – “Where are they going?”

JPP – “How should I know?”

All three men disappear into the backstage area.

Callous – “Well we'll see if we can get a camera back there to see what is happening. Right now let's look at some of this again.”

A replay comes up of Tommy being powerbombed over the Asylum cage again.

JPP – “'Ere is zat sick bump Tommy took.”

Callous – “A few months back Joey did the same thing to the other Gunn brothers, Jason and Steven, and they are still in the hospital right now.”

A replay is then shown of Joseph demanding that Tommy give up, only for Tommy to tell him where to stick the microphone. Then we see Joseph hammering Tommy with the mic, busting his nose.

Callous – “Joseph did not take kindly to Tommy's words.”

Suddenly we cut to the arena exit, to see Joseph leading Joey, with Tommy, out and into the parking lot.

JPP – “Wait - we've got zem!”

Callous – “And they're outside!”

Joseph turns and tells Joey to powerbomb Tommy on the concrete. Joey starts to protest, but Joseph shouts at him to "Do it!". Joey sticks Tommy's head between his legs and raises him up.

Callous – “Oh no... not this!”

Joey brings Tommy down with a bone-jarring powerbomb, and Tommy literally bounces off the concrete.

Callous – “Oh my God!”

JPP – “Sacre bleu!”

Joseph is on Tommy right away.

Joseph – “Say it!”

Tommy – “No...”

Callous – “What is it gonna take to put Tommy Gunn away?”

Joseph stomps on Tommy, as he now appears to be going insane with rage. He turns back to Joey.

Joseph – “That's it, ah've had enough. Come wi' me.”

Joey picks up Tommy again and walks after their father.

JPP – “Now where are they going?”

Joseph leads them out of the car park and onto the city streets.

Callous – “They have left the arena grounds now... they're out in the street.”

Cars whizz past on the busy main road. Joseph turns around again and gets right in Tommy's face.

Joseph – “Listen tae me Tommy. Listen tae me ye wee piece o' shit! This has gone on long enough. Nae more games. This is yer last chance. Noo be a man an' accept some responsibility!”

Father and son stare each other down fiercely, with the tension building to an unbearable crescendo.

JPP – “I can't take zis suspense!”

Tommy swallows hard.

Tommy – “...fuck you!”

Joseph takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but it is no use, and he suddenly lashes out with a hard kick to the ribs.

Joseph – “Insolent little bastard! SAY IT!!”

Tommy just lays there on the sidewalk, silent. Joseph looks at Joey, and calmly and uncaringly says;

Joseph – “Put 'im on tha road.”

The shocked fans explode with heel heat that can be heard even outside the arena.

Callous – “What?!”

Joey just looks at his father in shock.

Joseph – “Are you deaf? Dae it now Joey!”

Still Joey makes no move.

Joseph – “Dae as yer told!!”

Joey takes a deep breath, grits his teeth, and finally lets out years of pent-up anger and resistance.

Joey – “No!”

The crowd's heat instantly turns to an explosion of cheers.

Joseph – “Whit?!”

Joey – “Ah said no da'! Are ye nuts?! Ye want tae kill yer own son for this?!”

Joseph – “Aye... ah dae. An' if you won't dae it, ah guess ah'll need tae dae it mysel'!”

Joseph grabs for Tommy, but Joey pulls him away.

Joseph – “Get aff o' me!”

Joseph starts swinging wildly, hammering Joey with punches.

Callous – “Joey and Joseph are brawling!”

Tommy sees his brother and father fighting and slowly pulls himself to his feet. He goes over and tries to pull them apart.

Tommy – “Stop it!”

However Joseph lashes out, and Tommy is sent reeling backwards. He falls onto the road, hitting his head violently on the concrete, just as a car comes speeding towards him.

Callous – “Holy shit!”

Tommy groggily looks up, caught in the car's headlights. The driver sees him and panics, slamming on the breaks, but it is no good.

Joey – “TOMMY!!”

Joey lunges forward and pushes his brother out of the way.

JPP – “AAAH!!”

SMASH!!

The car hits Joey, sending him up and over it's roof, and he comes crashing down behind it, with all the weight of his muscular frame coming down on his neck!

Tommy – “JOEY!!”

Callous – “OH MY GOD!! NO!!”

The car finally stops and the driver hops out, while Tommy races over to his fallen brother. Joseph just looks on in shock, his face now as white as a sheet.

JPP – “Someone get help!”

The driver of the car comes running over to see if Joey is alright.

Tommy – “Joey! Joey!! Oh my God!!”

Joey lays there on the concrete, silent and still and a swarm of EMTs and officials come pouring out of the arena. Without warning, the Pay Per View transmission cuts to black.

JPP – “During ze bout, Tommy and Joey brawled out onto the streets, and during the battle, Joey was hit by a speeding car.”

Callous – “Joey Gunn has been rushed to hospital, and we’ll keep you updated with his condition as the news arrives, for now, try and enjoy the rest of the pay per view, our prayers go out to Joey Gunn right now.”

The camera’s move to a silent backstage, several of the Asylum fighters are shown, watching the monitors in shock, however, as the camera’s flick around the backstage, one hulking figure doesn’t show the same emotions are the rest.

“Boo f*ckin hoo.”

Graphic Violence.

GV stood watching the monitor, with a broad and sickening smile across his face, he switched the monitor off and grabbed his Asylum championship as the show went back to the arena.

Callous – “Well that sick bastard will be paying for that smile in about two matches time.”

JPP – “Oui, ze Archangel will wipe ze smile from his face!”

The camera’s went backstage again finding Just Sane again beating himself with every object he could find. He was limping, and the blood was literally pouring, staining everything he was wearing. Suddenly, though, he stumbled across an attendant.

Sane – “HIT ME.”

Attendant – “Uhhh...what?”

Sane – “HIT...ME.”

Attendant – “With what?”

Sane – “Your fist, moron! HIT ME!”

The attendant, reluctant at first, wheels back and plants Sane with a right on his blood-drenched face, barely staggering him.

Sane – “You call that a punch?!”

Attendant – “Uhhh...yes?”

Sane – “HIT ME AGAIN YOU COCKSUCKING PUSSY!”

The attendant began to fume. He leaned back and planted Sane, staggering
Sane a bit more.

Sane – “Bitch...”

Again, staggering Sane that much more.

Sane – “I enjoyed your wife...She's quite the cocksucker...and the whore...”

The attendant was absolutely furious. He grabbed Sane and began to bang his head against the refreshment table...

Sane – “And...your...daughter...she enjoyed watching...but...she enjoyed
licking your wife even more...”

The attendant let everything go and completely lost it, using everything in sight to obliterate Sane. Sane was left on the floor, coughing up blood, as the attendant walked away. Sane limped to his feet, and smiled...

Voice – “Now you're learning...”

Sane hobbled off into the distance as the camera faded.

Callous – “Well, that’s one……strange, way to prepare for an extreme title match.”

JPP – “Oui, and Eddie Francis is backstage seeing ow’ ze extreme champ himself is preparing.

JPP – “Well, you would not catch ze Jean Paul down zere!”

Francis continues his walk, finally reaching a door with “Manson” scribbled in what appeared to be blood on the door, Eddie wrapped on the door gently, but it swung open.

THUD.

Eddie Francis went pale and hit the floor, the camera’s turned the corner, to see Adam Manson hanging from what appeared to be meat hooks.

Callous – “What the fuck?”

JPP – “Ewwwww!”

THUD.

The camera hit the floor as the sound of running could be heard, seconds later a pair of feet, presumably scarlets passed the downed Camera, closely followed by another thud, several large splats of blood, and then the feet of Manson passing.

Adam Manson(c) Vs Just Sane
(Extreme title)

“Paranoid” by Black Sabbath rang through the arena.

JPP – “Zis should be interesting!”

Sane fell through the curtain, blood pouring from every orifice, he crawled most of the way down the isle, blood trickling down his hands, he dragged with him what appeared to be a bag, and a chair, he used the chair to stand, before using it as a crutch of sorts to hobble into the Asylum, where he fell to the ground, still heavily bleeding.

Callous – “Looks like he’s already lost the match to me.”

“Burning Blood” by Six Feet Under was next on the agenda, blasting through the arena, the terrifying sight of Adam Manson lurked through the curtain, dragging the title behind him like a useless accessory, he snarled at the sight of Sane. Wrapped in an X of a few yards of chain, Manson began to walk down the isle, still heavily bleeding from the chair shots, the crowd roared with cheers, as Manson’s woman, Scarlet, walked through the isle wearing next to nothing but dragging a cart which resembled the isle of a D.I.Y store, she followed Manson, who threw his extreme title to the ground and clambered into the Asylum, Sane stumbled wearily to his feet.

JPP – “Ze Manson, I tell you, e’ is a scary sight!”
Manson however did something which puzzled the crowd, as Sane got full to his feet, Manson smiled insanely, before turning his back on Sane!

Callous – “What the fuck is he doing?”

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Callous – “Fuck! He’s bashing Manson to pieces with that chair!”

JPP – “Bashing ze chair to pieces with Manson more like!”

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Manson hardly moved, Sane furiously cannoning chair shots against his head, his spine, anywhere he could hit! The chair was now buckling.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

Callous – “Manson isn’t even flinching!”

JPP – “E’ might in a moment though, Sane is taking a run up!”

CRACK~~!

Callous – “Holy Shit!”

Manson turned with Sane at full speed, launching and lashing the chair into his face with a stiff Yakuza kick! Sane flipped through 180 degrees, landing square on his face, the chair destroyed all around him.

Callous – “I think Sane is about to be repayed for those chairshots!”

Manson picked Sane up from behind, using the chair to lift him off his feet in a back to back strangle hold! Sane’s feet hovered from the ground, as he grabbed at the chain around his neck, desperately trying to free himself, Sane began to lose consciousness, but however, suddenly found his feet on the rim of the Asylum, in one push off, he flew over the head of Manson, catching him on the way down with a DDT!

Callous – “Manson sprung straight up!”

LASH!

“Ohhhhhhhh!” the crowd roared, as Manson sprung up from the DDT, whipping Sane across the face with the heavy chain! The chain lacerated Sane’s face, and as he rolled over, receiving another whip to the spine with the heavy chain, before seconds later, finding it wrapped around his neck!

Callous – “Ouch, hyper extended camel clutch, Sane might be a gonner here!”

Manson wrenched back on the camel clutch, as Sane bent awkwardly under the pressure, the referee moved in toward a motionless Sane, but before he could check on his consciousness level, Manson dragged him up. And up, and up!

WHACK!

Manson drove Sane out of the Asylum, and onto the announce table with an inverted chokeslam! Callous and JPP scattered, however, the table did not break, Sane however lay face down on it, as Manson clambered over the edge of the mesh, with both men now on the announce table, Sane groggily got to his feet with Manson behind him, Manson however delivered a kick to the back on Sane’s knee.

CRASH!

The table exploded, as Manson hit Sane with a diving reverse DDT onto it as his knee buckled! Manson was quickly out of the wreckage unscathed, whereas Sane groggily stumbled away, Manson saw this however, and stopped his trip to the huge trolley full of goods, picking up one of the floored monitors.

SMASH!

Sane felt the brunt of a monitor to the back of the head, Sane’s blood visibly sprayed from his head as he hit the ground, Manson throwing the shattered monitor onto him for good measure, motionless Sane prompted Manson to leave toward the trolley, and Callous and JPP to recover their headsets.

Callous – “Holy shit, during the time we were silenced, Manson nearly killed Just Sane!”

JPP – “Nearly? E’ is not moving Callous!”

Manson lifted a table from the trolley, setting it up on the outside of the Asylum, Manson’s brain was definitely conducting some kind of sadistic plan, he lifted a ladder from the trolley and threw it into the Asylum, much to the crowds delight, followed by unpacking something which sent the crowd into a fenzy.

Callous – “C4 fucking explosives?”

JPP – “Oui, excuse me, I need ze toilet.”

With that, JPP whipped his headset off and ran for his life, while Manson placed the C4 explosives all over the surface of the table which he had set up, Sane on the other hand, face completely red with blood, stumbled back into the Asylum at the other side, Manson saw this, and began his march, only to be stopped by scarlet, who handed him something.

Callous – “A fucking shovel? I don’t even wanna think about what he’s gone do with that.”

Manson threw the shovel into the Asylum, Sane saw it land, and slowly began to edge toward it, as Manson stepped up the pace, clambering into the Asylum and approaching the shovel, Sane reached it at the same time, and as both men lunged for it, Sane managed to drill his foot down into the metal end.

Callous – “Wow, now that’s some airtime!”

The shovel flung into the air, as both men watched it fly, Sane lashed out, striking down Manson with a kick below the belt, Manson grimaced, and as he did, Sane swooped in, catching the shovel and drilling Manson in the throat with a jab, Manson reeled back, and as he did, was spun, Sane cracking him across the jaw with the shovel!

Callous – “Man! Blood spraying from Manson’s nose and mouth now too!”

Sane looked for the next step, setting up the ladder precariously close to the C4 table on the outside, Sane began to climb the ladder, but as he did, Manson reached his feet, and began to climb up the opposite side, amazingly, Manson reached the top first! And without warning leapt, trying to catch Sane with a hurricanranna from the top of the ladder!

Callous – “HOLY SHIT!”

Sane blocked! Holding onto the ladder and powerbombing Manson down, the crowd were silent.

KABOOM!

The crowd exploded, as did the C4 packed table as Adam Manson’s body flew through it, smoke protruded from the area, as the referee started a count

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Callous – “Sane…is in deep shit now.”

A smokey Manson emerged from the area, his back beginning to heavily blister from the powerbomb!

Manson – "Some people want everything handed to them with a big red bow."

Sane waited in the Asylum, a smokey Manson however approached the trolley of weaponry, and reached in, pulling out some barbed wire, and wrapping it around his arm, before reaching in again.

Callous – “That…..is….gasoline!”

Manson took the gasoline, before dousing his entire barbed wire wrapped arm in it! Manson clambered back into the Asylum, and Sane ran at him.

CRACK!

Manson simply extended his barbed wire covered arm, allowing Sane to run throat first into it, Sane hit the mat, now bleeding from his neck, as Manson looked up to the top of the ladder, the crowd rose to their feet!

Callous – “Well, there’s only one way down from the top of there that I know, and it always hurts someone!”

Manson scaled the ladder, reaching the top just as Sane slowly stumbled to his feet, unsure of Manson’s whereabouts in the dazed state, Sane picked up the nearest object, a sheet of glass, and held it above his head, meanwhile.

Manson set his arm on fire.

Callous – “Jesus Christ, I can feel the heat from here!”

Manson, arm a blazing, leapt from the top of the ladder, catching Sane with a massive “Burning” lariat, through the glass sheet and into his head! Sane collapsed in a pile of blood, glass and burns, whilst Manson rolled around, extinguishing the flames on his arm, and getting to his feet, he took the bag which Sane had earlier brought with him, and pulled out several shiny articles. Suddenly, a moment of guest commentary kicked in.

Credible – “WOAH! SHINY THINGS RULE!”

Credible arrived in a split second beside Callous, before laughing insanely and running away.

Callous – “Well, the idiot was right in a way, but those shiny things…are thumbtacks!”

Manson crushed a pile of the tacks into Sane’s face, but as he tried to do So again, Sane kicked him below the belt, hooking him, and piledrivering him onto the fallen tacks! The tacks stuck in Manson’s head, as Sane picked up the shovel, slowly drawing back and aiming a shot at the head of the downed Manson!

Callous – “Wait a minute….what’s Scarlet doing up there?”

Scarlet clambered onto the canvas, Sane saw her out of the corner of his eye, and turned just in time to see her lift her shirt a little, Sane continued to watch, but in the background, Manson set up a chair in a seated position, and sprinkled the remaining tacks onto it!

Callous – “Look out Sane!”

Sane, unimpressed with Scarlet, drew back the shovel ready to hit her in the head, however, Manson came from behind, hooking his arms and hurling him head first onto the open thumbtack filled chair, with a tiger suplex!

Callous – “Wow!”

The referee administered the count.

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Callous – “I don’t think Sane will get up from that, he’s still wrapped up in the chair!”

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10! YES! Adam Manson had defeated Just Sane via knockout, Manson was handed his title, and celebrated briefly with Scarlet, before dragging the title up the isle with him, leaving behind what appeared to be a bomb disaster area.

Callous – “Well, we…I mean I will be back in a moment, hopefully, or not….that gay French bastard will be here too!”

“Ahh, come in” Joe said confidently.

Kenny Rock stormed through the door.

“Oh…its you, what the fuck do you want?” Joe said with a sigh.

“I have a business proposition for you Campbell!” Kenny said.

“Haha…oh yeah? And what ‘business proposition’ is this then mate?”

“I want to buy the rights to every Asylum Sunday show from now until the year 2002” Kenny said.

Joe spat coffee all over his desk with laughter. “I knew it, no-one ever takes me seriously around here…well listen to me bucko…”

“No.” Joe suddenly said, as thought something had occurred to him, “You listen to me.”

“Im listening.” Kenny said smugly.

“Nah, not from there your not, come closer.”

Kenny moved closer to Joe.

“Closer.”

WHACK!

Joe unleashed a solid jab to the nose of Kenny, blood poured down Kenny’s face as he stepped back in shock!

“That’s for fucking around with my wife while I was away shit for brains! Now get the fuck out of my office before you get another!” Joe roared. Kenny lunged at Joe, but quickly found himself armless, as security dragged him out of the room, the last scream was “I’ll get you for this Campbell!” before Kenny was presumably silence, however…another figure, that of a female, had entered the room.

“Ah, Miss Richmond, about time you got here, so, I take it you’ve got the contract then.” Miss Richmond nodded.

“Alright then Jennifer, what are you waiting for.” Joe said, rubbing his hands together.

“Sure you don’t want to give it one last read through?” Jennifer spoke.

“Heh, no…as long as its still 1 million dollars we’re talking about, I’ll sign the papers, the Sunday show rights are yours, babe.” And with that, Joe scribbled down on the paper, as the show went back to the arena.

Dominator(c) Vs Kenny Rock
(T.V. title)

Callous – “Toilet break my ass, you were shitting yourself when you saw that C4!”

JPP – “Precisely my chum, hence ze toilet break, duh!”

Callous – “Do you wan’t a fucking slap frenchie?”

JPP – “Eh…eet is T.V. title time!”

Callous – “Do you?”

JPP – “And ere’ is Kenny Rock!”

Callous – “No…he isn’t, answer my question.”

JPP – “Oui, look…Kenny Rock with a…a…a soufflé!”

WHACK!

JPP – “Oweeeee!”

Callous – “That’s for being a dick, and its SUPLEX, not soufflé!”

“Ice, Ice, Baby!” by Vanilla Ice played as Dominator emerged from behind the curtain, T.V. title around his waist…he made his way down to the Asylum to a good response from the crowd, before stepping in and handing his title to the referee!”

JPP – “See meanie pants, eet’ is T.V. title time!”

Callous – “Shut up.”

“Slave to the grind” by Skid Row played, and the crowd exploded with boo’s as Kenny Rock emerged from behind the curtain, wearing a disgraced expression on his face, he wasn’t waiting to get his hands on Dominator, Kenny was known for the mean streak here and there, and he rushed down to the Asylum with fire in his eyes.

WHACK!

Callous – “GORE!”

JPP – “Ouch!”

Kenny had no sooner stepped into the Asylum, than he had almost knocked Dominator out of his boots with a gore, Dominator tried to shake it off, stumbling to his feet, however, he was soon back down!

Callous – “Low blow!”

JPP – “And zere’ is ze Diamond Cutter!”

Dominator was down again, as Kenny stomped viciously on him, Kenny was clearly out with only one intention, to get his T.V. title back, and as he reached over the edge of the Asylum and grabbed a chair, the crowd erupted with boo’s, knowing full well that Kenny could and would use it.

CRACK!

Kenny plastered the downed Dominator with a solid chair shot to the skull! Before laying into his spine with several chair shots and jabs! Dominator reeled in agony, as Kenny brought the chair down with vindictive shots, always waiting for Dominator to almost get to his feet.

Callous – “Cool and calculated by Kenny Rock here, we’re clearly witnessing the bad side of Kenny Rock tonight!”

Kenny continued the chair shots, before finally slamming down the chair and locking Dominator into a “Crippler Crossface”! Dominator struggled in agony, before tapping the mat once, twice, but NO! Dominator whacked Kenny in the face with an elvow with his last chance, Kenny released the hold, but was once again relentlessly onto Dominator! Dropkicking him in the back!

JPP – “Well eet is clear ere’ zat Kenny Rock is working on ze spine of Dominator!”

Dominator finally bought some time, nailing Kenny Rock with a low blow! Dominator got to his feet, heavily struggling to stay upright, and clutching his back! Dominator picked up the chair, but Kenny kicked him to the back of the leg.

Callous – “No! The Finisher!”

Dominator sensed Kenny Rocks “The Finisher” coming, and as he kicked him to the back of the leg, Dominator tried to turn away and avoid the blow to the head, and he did.

“Callous – “NO! he took that right in the back!”

Dominator fell to the mat with a scream, Kenny Rock had hit him in the back with his vicious roundhouse kick finisher, Dominator hit the mat in agony, as Kenny mocked the crowd, because Dominator was clearly not going to get up!

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Callous – “Wait…Dominator is slowly moving!”

WHACK!

Kenny Rock plastered Dominator with a chair shot, but then threw a tantrum, realising that the count would now be reset to 0

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JPP – “Ze Dominator is moving again!”
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Callous – “NO! Dominator is up!”

To the absolute fury of Kenny, Dominator struggled to his feet, but was quickly scooped up by Kenny, backbreaker, and again! AND AGAIN! Lenny was proudly repeatedly pulling up Dominator, and dropping him across his knee with consecutive backbreakers!

JPP – “E’ will cripple him at zis rate!”

Kenny finally dropped Dominator to a heap on the ground, and once again got the crowd angry, giving them a gesture which they didn’t approve of, Kenny however was indifferent, scaling the mesh, and leaping off and connecting with a shooting star press into a forgsplash!

Callous – “YES! Dominator moved!”

Dominator rolled, leaving Kenny to land flat on his face against the canvas, Dominator slowly and tentatively got to his feet, clearly in agony, he scaled to mesh, looking to put Kenny Rock away! Kenny stumbled to his feet, and was met by a magnificent Hurricanrana from the top of the mesh by Dominator!

Callous – “He got him……..no!”

Kenny held Dominator in the air, Dominator struggled, his back in agony, suddenly, Kenny dropped him, into a backbreaker across his knee! Dominator again cried in agony, before being pulled up again!

Callous – “NO! POWERBOMB!”

CRACK!

Kenny Rock powerbombed Dominator onto the steel chair, before gathering up his lefs, and turning him ¾ of the way through a Boston Crab, Liontamer style!

JPP – “Zis is it, whoo! Ze Kenny! Ze Kenny!”

Dominator screamed in pain, his hand hovering over the mat, he resiliently hung on in desperation, trying to escape the hold, from the ¾ turned position, he managed to jab Kenny in the ribs several times.

Callous – “Argh!”

Kenny turned the Boston crab all the way over, leaning as far back as possible, he made one final wrench, and Dominator tapped the mat!

Callous – “Fuck…fuck fuck fuck!”

JPP – “Whooooooo! Kenny is ze man! Whoooooo!”

Kenny however wouldn’t release the hold, wrenching even more, as Dominator passed out, suddenly however, all was over, Kenny saw the T.V. title, before lunging for it, putting it around his waist, and raising his arms to a HUGE barrage of abuse!

Callous – “Nobody likes that bastard.”

JPP – “Oui zey do, I do!”

Callous – “Your flagrantly homosexual fantasies don’t count froggie.”

“Slave to the grind” by Skid Row played once more, as Kenny left with the T.V. title around his waist once more!

That was all he could take. Joe Campbell will ignore Kenny Rock no longer. A punch in the nose was enough, but ingoring Kenny? It was time to be heard.

"Open the fucking door you slimy manwhore! Open up I said!"

Kenny screamed to the top of his lungs as his heart grew rampant. Adrenaline flowed through his veins like the Mississippi River as it merges downstream into the Gulf of Mexico. Kenny was livid.

Soon, his rage got the better of him as he lined up a nearby EN-RG soda machine against the door of Campbell's office, seemingly prepared to strike
it. Kenny crouched down as if he were measuring an opponent, actually staring the EN-RG machine down. Then after a brief pause, Kenny sprang up and nailed "The Finisher" roundhouse kick perfectly on the inanimate object.

This caused the door to collapse and the machine to topple over. Kenny stood there, waiting for Campbell to emerge somewhere among the shattered oak and scrap metal, but he was nowhere to be found.

"FUCK!" screamed Kenny. "Where the hell are you Joe Camel?"

Kenny stopped, and stared at a free En-RG can. He popped the cap and took a sip of the rich orange substance, only to spit it in the camera, causing it
to short-circuit. Static filled the screen as Kenny can be heard faintly in the background, complaining.

"What the fuck? This drink tastes like piss! No wonder Borst can't sleep. Piece of shit product!"

Graphic Violence(c) Vs Archangel
(Asylum Championship, Ladder Match)

JPP - "With ze ladder in ze ring!"

Callous - "That's right guys! Joe Campbell, just 1 week ago made this match a ladder match, for the World Title, and I tell ya, I can't wait!"

Divine by Korn begins to play over the PA system, and out steps the challenger... the monster... ArchAngel. He gets a mixed reaction, with the fans not knowing what to make of this guy. ArchAngel strolls down the aisle slowly, and steps around the ladder, and is almost as tall as it. ArchAngel grins sadistically as he stares at the ladder for a moment, before climbing into the Asylum.

Callous - "That folks, is the next World Champion. The biggest man in sports entertainment..."

JPP - "He could almost reach ze title from standing position!"

Suddenly Last Resort by Papa Roach blares over the PA system, and the Asylum Champion steps out, sporting the title over his shoulder. He points at the ladder and walks under it as he approaches the ring.

Callous - "Bad move there. GV's gonna need all the luck he can get to come out of this one with the title!"

GV throws down the title and climbs into the Asylum and runs at ArchAngel. GV ducks under AA's clothesline attempt and quickly kicks AA's leg, causing him to fall to the mat.

Callous - "And the match is underway!"

JPP - "GV is going for ze leg of ArchAngel!"

Callous - "Sound strategy in a ladder match, especially when Borst hit that left knee of ArchAngel with a baseball bat just 5 days ago!"

GV grabs ArchAngel's leg and begins to kick at the knee joint, ArchAngel grimacing with every kick. Graphic Violence suddenly dives down knee first onto the knee joint, and ArchAngel screams in pain.

Callous - "Graphic Violence is waiting for ArchAngel to get up now..."

JPP - "Chop block!"

Callous - "You know, I might just change my prediction for this match..."

ArchAngel slowly gets to his feet, and GV runs at ArchAngel again, but ArchAngel puts his right boot up, and it lands square in the jaw of the incoming Graphic Violence!

Callous - "Maybe I won't!"

ArchAngel grabs GV but the throat and pulls him to his feet, before hoisting him out of the Asylum in a chokeslame fashion! Graphic Violence lands hard on the outside and ArchAngel turns to the ladder.

Callous - "ArchAngel is going for the ladder!"

ArchAngel is in the aisle and has grabbed the ladder, but he turns around only to be met with a stiff kick to the mid section from GV. The two begin to brawl at ringside for a moment, and ArchAngel gets the advantage with a rake to the eyes followed by throwing GV into the guard rail.

Callous - "ArchAngel has a chair! He's got a steel chair!"

WHACK!

JPP - "OOOOH LA LA!"

GV falls to the floor and ArchAngel drops the GV. He grabs GV and begins to rake GV's face on the mesh of the cage. Blood begins to trickle down GV's forehead, and ArchAngel kicks him hard in the mid section before grabbing the ladder and throwing it into the ring.

ArchAngel begins to set the ladder up in the ring, but GV runs up to the ladder and kicks it into ArchAngel's face! ArchAngel staggers back, and GV follws it up with a clothesline that sends the big man out of the Asylum!

Callous - "Wow! This is beginning to get intense!"

Graphic Violence climbs outside and grabs the steel chair. He swings it at ArchAngel and BREAKS the chair on ArchAngel's head!!!

Callous - "NO WAY! THE CHAIR IS CRACKED!"

JPP - "Ugh."

Callous - "What a chair shot!"

A huge cut has been opened up on ArchAngel's head, and GV smiles as he sees blood flow down ArchAngel's face. GV begins to stomp away at ArchAngel at ringside, before grabbing a hand full of hair and pulling ArchAngel to his feet. GV locks ArchAngel in front face lock and stands over the concrete in the aisle way.

Callous - "He's not going to is he?"

JPP - "He does! Ze DDT on the concoryeet floor!"

There's a sickening thud as ArchAngel's head his the floor, and Graphic Violence wastes no time at all. He's straight back up and into the ring, setting up the ladder.

Callous - "Graphic Violence is climbing the ladder! He's going to win!"

JPP - "Non!"

ArchAngel managed to get back into the ring, and he pushes over the ladder! GV falls to the ring hard! ArchAngel wipes some blood from his face and grins, before pulling Graphic Violence up. ArchAngel slams the ladder shut and places it in the ring, and sets GV up for a powerbomb!

Callous - "NOOOOOOOOOOO!"

There's a loud smack as GV hits the ladder!

Callous - "Graphic Violence was just POWERBOMBED ON THE LADDER!"

ArchAngel isn't done there. Instead of setting up the ladder and attempting to climb it to get the title, he places the ladder onto GV's body, and then takes a run up, going for a splash!

JPP - "Graphic Violence moved!"

ArchAngel find nothing but steel, as he lands hard on the ladder! Both men are down for a while, but amazingly GV is the first up! Graphic Violence goes right back to ArchAngel's leg, hitting a chop block on him!

Callous - "If he only has one leg, he can't climb that ladder. Wait, what's GV doing?"

GV has trapped ArchAngel's leg between the ladder, and he begins to hit the ladder repeatedly with the steel chair!

JPP - "Zat is going to... hurt, non?"

Callous - "Look at ArchAngel's face! Look at the pain!"

GV grins and leans over to grab ArchAngel, but...

Callous - "VENGEANCE! ArchAngel has locked in that eye claw from nowhere!"

ArchAngel keeps ahold of Vengeance for quite some time, and GV is fading.

JPP - "Graphic Violence iz out!"

Callous - "He's released the hold and is going for the ladder!"

ArchAngel set the ladder up and begins to slowly climb up. He's literally inches from the title when Graphic Violence gets up and pushes the ladder over! ArchAngel hits the mat with a thud!

Graphic Violence seems to have a suddenly spurt of energy, and he climbs outside and digs around under the ring for a while.

Callous - "GV has a table!"

Graphic Violence sets the table up in the middle of the ring and attempts to lift ArchAngel on to it. He can't manage to get the big man on there, and suddenly falls victim to a well place head butt to the groin. ArchAngel gets to his feet and hits GV with "Absolution", a butterfly brain buster.

Callous - "ArchAngel is climbing the ladder! He's going to win the title!"

JPP - "NON!"

Graphic Violence just pulled ArchAngel off the ladder and through the table!!! Both men are down!

After quite some time, GV manages to brush away the cobwebs and set the ladder up. He begins to climb and gazes up at the title. Suddenly, ArchAngel sits up and grabs Graphic Violence's waist!

Callous - "POWERBOMB FROM THE LADDER!!!"

The fans go wild as GV smacks against the mat, and ArchAngel grins. He looks up at the title and begins to slowly climb the ladder. He's about half way up the ladder when a rung breaks! ArchAngel slides down the ladder, and he's about to start climbing again when he's met with a thunderous chair shot to the knee from GV!

Callous - "The run couldn't take ArchAngel's weight!"

JPP - "And ze chair couldn't take ArchAngel's... GV hit ArchAngel with ze chair!"

ArchAngel falls to the mat, and GV stomps on ArchAngel a few times before placing the steel chair over ArchAngel's face.

Callous - "GV's climbing onto the rim of the cage!"

JPP - "Leg drop! On ze chair!"

Callous - "ArchAngel is out of it!"

Graphic Violence sets up the ladder and begins to slowly climb up. Suddenly, Sanjuro and GFK come running down the aisle!

JPP - "What are zey doing?!"

Sanjuro and GFK pull down GV and begin to kick him viciously. Shortly afterwards, Deicide comes down and joins in, followed by Chaos!

Callous - "It's like a mugging!"

Hypnosis, Evolution and Charles King come out and begin to beat up Graphic Violence again!

Callous - "What's going on?!"

JPP - "And now Credible iz coming to join in! And ArchAngel is climbing ze ladder! ArchAngel iz going to win ze title!"

Callous - "Joe must have put them up to it! What else can happen?"

JPP - "BORST!!!"

Pete Borst runs down the aisle and climbs into the ring. Instead of joining in the mugging, he pushes the ladder over!

Callous - "NO!"

ArchAngell falls from the top of the ladder, and lands on the cage!

Callous - "The cage has broken! ArchAngel is out!"

Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out.

JPP - "Now what iz happening?!"

There's a huge pyro explosion and the lights come on again, and Nicodemus is standing behind Pete Borst!

Callous - "I thought he retired! But he's come to ArchAngel's aid!"

JPP - "What about GV's aid?"

Callous - "Who cares right now?!"

Nico slaps Borst on the shoulder, and he turns around, only to be met with a stiff right. Borst staggers back and scrambles out of the Asylum, quickly fleeing down the aisle. Nico looks at ArchAngel and sees him beginning to stir. He turns away and leaves. Shortly afterwards, Joe appears at the top of the aisle, and he prompts the 8 attackers to come back!

Callous - "I knew it was Joe!"

JPP - "After all zis though, BOTH ArchAngel and GV are down and out!"

Callous - "It's a good job this wasn't a regular match because both men would be counted out!

After quite some time, both men begin to stir. ArchAngel is up first, and he sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring. He begins to climb up, and Graphic Violence begins to climb up the other side!

JPP - "It'z a race to ze top of ze ladder!"

Callous - "No way. Oh no..."

The fans begin to cheer as ArchAngel perches on top of the ladder, and sets GV up in the powerbomb position. ArchAngel hoists GV up for a powerbomb and then tosses it out, grabbing GV's head and hitting a face buster!

Callous - "That is Worse than living!"

JPP - "NON!"

Callous - "I don't believe it!"

The ring breaks! The impact from both men falling from 10 feet has broken the ring, with GV getting the worst of it!

Callous - "What impact! The whole building shook!"

JPP - "Look at ze title!"

Callous - "It's going to fall! It's going to fall!"

The Asylum Championship comes unhooked after the impact, and falls into the hole in the ring!

JPP - "Hmm, ze JP is confused, ze title seemed to be jolted by somesink of someone before eet fell!"

Callous - "Someone's crawling out of the hole!"

JPP - "It'z, it'z, it'z..."

Callous - "ARCHANGEL! And he has the World Title in his hand!"

JPP - "What a match!"

Callous - "Graphic Violence can argue he was screwed out of the title all he wants, but ArchAngel took a huge bump from Borst as well! ArchAngel is the winner! He deserved the win!"

JPP - "Oui, kind of...but ze title falling did not seem to be a coincidence!"

Callous - "ArchAngel is the Asylum Champion for the second time!"

Inmate Vs Pete Borst
(Falls count anywhere)

JPP - "Inmate is going to tear ze Borst apart!"

Callous - "Oh I dunno. Borst would argue that he has just as good reason to beat Inmate senseless as well. Others may not share his view, but to him, Inmate's troubles are nothing compared with his, and when it's all said and done, Borst has said he'll push Inmate over the edge, and finally be able to go back to living his life as he wants to!"

JPP - "And of course, ze number one contendership for ze World Title is on ze line as well!"

Callous - "Of course, as if the stakes weren't already high enough. And to top things off, the match is falls count anyhere!"

Wicked by Korn and The Deftones begins to play over the PA system, and the crowd go wild as the Inmate, Tyler Burton steps out from behind the curtain and makes his way down the aisle. His knee is heavily strapped as well as having his knee brace on. He climbs into the ring and checks out the hole left in the ring from the previous match, and looks down in it for a moment.

Callous - "Evil intentions?"

Inmate grins and climbs out of the Asylum again, and pulls around under the ring for a while, before pulling out three long planks of wood.

Callous - "No way... he's covering the whole with three 6 foot long planks of wood. They're about 2 inches thick!"

Inmate's music stops, and is soon replaced with boos and jeers as Pete Borst steps out from behind the curtain. He has a mic in his hand and he stops in the entrance way, and looks around the arena, at all the fans calling him a fuckhead and booing him.

Borst - "Well if you're gonna be like that, I'll just leave."

Borst turns around and walks back through the curtain!

Callous - "What?! He can't do that!"

JPP - "..."

Callous - "..."

Moments later he steps through the curtain again and raises the mic to his mouth once more.

Borst - "Like I'm gonna ruin another main event... this main event is gonna fucking well ruin Inmate. But I've selected a piece of music for the occasion. Tyler, I think you'll appreciate it."

Pete winks and throws down the mic as Bitter Sweet Symphony by The Verve begins to play. He begins to walk down the aisle, staring straight down the aisle at Inmate.

Callous - "The words say, 'It's a bitter sweet symphony, that's life.' You can't help but feel Borst's make a good choice for once."

JPP - "Ze stare down is initiating."

Borst and Inmate stand nose to, not in the centre of the ring for once, but slightly off centre, as to not step on the planks. Suddenly they explode into a vicious brawl!

Callous - "Listen to the fans! The noise!"

Borst and Inmate begins to viciously punch at each others faces, with closed fists using all their strength, as they roll around the ring. The match has been going less than thirty seconds, but already both men's face are battered and bloody, with eyes beginning to swell and blood covered fists.

Callous - "This is sick!"

JPP - "I 'ave never zeen anyzing like zis!"

In the midst of the brawl, Borst shoves his knee hard upwards, into Inmate's groin. As Inmate holds his groin area in pain, a bloody Borst climbs out of the Asylum and grabs a steel chair!

JPP - "Borst 'as lost! He went out ze ring!"

Callous - "This is falls count anywhere you idiot!"

JPP - "Ah oui. Just testing."

Inmate follows Borst out, but walks into not one, not two, not three, not four, but...

Callous - "FIVE CHAIR SHOTS TO THE HEAD!!!"

JPP - "Zer's blood everywhere!"

Borst taunts Inmate to get up, but Inmate just lies motionless at ringside, bleeding heavily causing a pool of blood to form around his head.

Callous - "I don't believe it! Inmate's getting up!"

Inmate groggily gets to his feet, and the crowd shout Ooooooooooh when they see his face and upper body, covered in blood, as it flows from several deep cuts on his face and head. Inmate screams at Borst to hit him again, and Borst complies! Inmate drops down to one knee and looks out of it. Borst takes a run up and...

WHACK!

Callous - "Inmate is OUT!"

JPP - "Listen to ze fans! Zey love ze violence!"

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Callous - "I can't end this early!"

The camera shows a close up of Inmate's head. It's just red. Plain red.

Callous - "Maybe it can.

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JPP - "10!"

Callous - "NO! Inmate's up! Look at Borst! He's taunting Inmate, daring him to go for him!"

Inmate spears Borst over the guardrail! Fans get covered in blood as both men tumble over the guardrail into the first row, and Borst lands awkwardly on the chairs, with Inmate landing on top of him. Both men are motionless for a few moments, before they begin to exchange blows and brawl through the crowd.

Callous - "Each blow is splattering some poor fan with blood, but the rest of the fans are loving this!"

The pair continue to brawl through the crowd, and begin to go up the tiers, climbing the stairs. Suddenly, Inmate jabs Borst in the midsection before pushing him backwards!

Callous - "Borst has fallen down the concrete steps! Inmate pushed Borst down the steps!"

JPP - "A taste of his own medicicicine!"

Callous - "But Borst's fall was broken by several fans, he's getting up to his feet and only looks a little dazed."

Borst and Inmate begin to brawl some more back through the crowd and approach the ringside area. Inmate has the advantage and throws Borst into the guard rail hard, before bundling him over and back to ringside.

Inmate stands on a char in the front row and raises his arms, and the fans go crazy. He wipes some blood that has drip into his eyes away, and climbs over the railing, grabbing Borst and dragging him to the announce table.

Callous - "They're right in front of here!"

JPP - "JPP is gonna be sick. Ugh."

The sight of Inmate's blood soaked body is enough to make anyone sick, and JPP quickly runs out of the way when Inmate bundles Borst onto the announce table.

Callous - "No! Take it back in the ring! Wait... what am I saying? PUT HIS ASS THROUGH THAT TABLE!"

Callous quickly steps aside, as Inmate sets Borst up for a piledriver on the announce table. The fans begin to cheer as Inmate motions to hoist Borst up, but Borst blocks the attempt!

Callous - "Whoa! Pete Borst just back dropped Inmate into the crowd!"

JPP - "Zer are some hurted fanz... somewhere underneath ze Inmate."

Callous - "No, don't do it Pete!"

Borst suddenly dives off the announce table into the crowd! He lands on Inmate hard, but takes out a couple of fans in the process."

Callous - "There are gonna be lawsuits when this match is over."

Both men are down for quite some time. Borst is the first up, and he climbs over the guardrail, and then back into the ring. Inmate follows shortly, and climbs into the ring, only to be met with a hard kick to the midsection.

As Inmate leans forward, Borst stamps on one end of one of the planks hard, causing the other end to fly up and smack Inmate in the face!

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Callous - "Inmate is up... and Borst can't believe it."

JPP - "Borst iz looking quite battered, with ze swollen eyes, but zen you look at Inmate..."

While Inmate was getting to his feet, Borst had pulled around at ringside and found his favourite weapon. His shiteball stick/baseball bat. Borst charges at Inmate and swings, but Inmate ducks it, and follows up by clotheslining Borst down.

Callous - "Inmate has the bat!"

JPP - "You mean ze stick."

Callous - "Whatever it is, Inmate has it and... OOOOOH! He just hit the downed Borst below the belt with the bat!!!"

Borst rolls around the ring in agony for a while, before managing to get to his feet, but he's met with a thunderous shot to the head with the bat! Borst falls backwards, knocking the ref down as he falls.

Callous - "WHAT A SHOT! WHAT A SHOT! BUT THERE'S NO REFEREE!"

JPP - "What'z Inmate getting?"

The fans cheer when they see what Inmate has just pulled from under the ring.

Callous - "A 20 foot ladder!"

Inmate sets the ladder up in the ring and begins to climb it slowly. Borst is beginning to stir down below, and is bleeding heavily from the head after the shiteball stick/baseball bat shot. Inmate is near the top of the ladder and looks set to jump down on Borst.

Callous - "Look out! Look out! LOOK OUT!"

Borst is up, and he pushes the 20 foot ladder over! Inmate falls from the top and goes straight through the announce table!

Callous and JPP are screaming into their mic's, but they can't be heard because the cables were pulled out when the table was smashed. Borst pulls the ladder back up to a standing position and begins to climb it.

The fans are making a lot of noise, and go crazy when Borst jumps from the top of the ladder going for an elbow drop down onto Inmate and the wreckage at ringside!!!

Callous - "Is this on?"

JPP - "Aha!"

Callous - "Well, you just saw what happened... and both men have been down for quite some time. If the ref wasn't out, they'd have both been counted out about fifty times by now."

JPP - "Ze ref is just coming around now!"

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Callous - "No, not a double count out..."

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JPP - "10! It's a draw!"

Callous - "No it's not! Borst has got to his feet, and so has Inmate!"

Both men are on their feet, but fall over again almost straight away, and begin to crawl out of the wreckage. Bits of table, monitors and cables all over the place.

Callous - "Borst's had enough! He's going backstage!"

Borst is staggering down the aisle, and is followed by Inmate. Both men appear backstage, and begin to brawl down the corridor! Other fighters come out of their locker rooms and begin to cheer the pair on as they fight! Inmate pushes Borst away, and grabs a can of drink from a nearby table, and then smacks a can of EN-RG on Borst's head!

Callous - "Oh and Borst loves that stuff so much.

JPP - "What'z Inmate doing?!"

Inmate just threw Borst through a window! The glass shatters and flies everywhere, and there's a sudden silence down the corridor. Eventually Inmate climbs in the window to go see where Borst is, but gets a fire extinguisher sprayed in his face!

Callous - "This is amazing!"

Pretty soon, the pair are brawling down the corridor again, leaving a trail of blood behind them.

JPP - "Where are zey?"

Callous - "They're in the parking lot!"

Borst low blows Inmate, and throws him into the side of a car. Inmate staggers back and turns around...

Callous - "Clothesline from Yankland!"

JPP - "NON! Inmate ducked!"

Callous - "And what is in Borst's arm?! Wait! Inmate has jumped on Borst's back! He's locked in a sleeper hold!"

Borst staggers about for a while, with Inmate on his bag squeezing him tightly in a sleeper hold.

Callous - "They're getting awfully close to the railings..."

JPP - "NON!"

Callous - "NOOOOOO! I don't believe that!"

Borst was staggering around so much that he fell over the railings in the parking lot, down to the level below!

CRASH!

Both men land hard on the top of a car below, and the top smashes, dents and buckles on impact! The referee, who has been following the pair around for quite some time doesn't quite know what to do. Both men are covered in blood and are totally out!

JPP - "A draw!"

Callous - "Wait... Inmate's arms are still wrapped around Borst in the sleeper position!

JPP - "Ze ref is checking Borst's arms!"

It drops once!

Callous - "Twice more and it's over!"

TWICE!

Callous - "Inmate's going to do it! Inmate's going to do it! They all said he'd never win!"

THREE TIMES!

Borst's arm drops for the third time! Inmate is the victor! Inmate has defeated Pete Borst, and Inmate is the number one contender for World Title!

The fans are going crazy in the arena, as Inmate's theme plays.

As the Asylum logo appears in the bottom left corner of the screen, Borst somehow gets to his feet and staggers away from the car, before falling over, flat on his face. As the show goes off air, the camera shows a close up of Borst's blood covered face, as he drips blood all over the floor. He stares into the camera, and as his head drops, the PPV finishes.