the Asylum | Sunday Results
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the Bradley Center, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
March 4th 2001
Legal Proceedings
Video footage rolled in what appeared to be a very
expensive looking lobby, business like men hustled and bustled throughout the
busy corridors, checking their briefcases and straightening their ties along
the way, one figure however stood out from the crowd, donned in a black leather
jacket, with a large patch or dried blood running down his face, two huge black
eyes, and a row of stitches across his forehead.
Joe.
Joe sat slumped in a chair, glaring at anyone who dared
look him in the eye, he sat arms folded, waiting, until suddenly a large door
beside him jerked. “Mr. Campbell, if you’d like to step into my office, we can
discuss proceedings.”, “Right” Joe responded sternly, pushing himself out of
the chair and past the business man, Joe headed straight for a reclining chair,
before sitting, leaning back and slamming his feet onto a well polished desk.
“Sir, if you don’t mind, would you mid taking you f…”. Joe glared at the
business man, before looking at the nameplate on his desk. “Mr. Brannon, if you
want to tell me about how to get my company back, then sit down and do it, if
you’ve called me in here to moan like a girl, shut the fuck up before I knock
you out.”
A nervous look crossed Mr.Brannon’s face as he sat before
Joe, who simply stared through him, Brannon shuffled the papers on his desk in
an attempt to look like he was doing something, the silence however was soon
broken. “Well? Come on then.” Joe demanded. “Ah yes, well sir, I do know that
you recently lost half of your rather profitable business, the, the…”…”Asylum”
Joe butted in.
“Ah yes, the Asylum, well Mr.Campbell…im afraid that I’ve
looked over the papers, and well…there is absolutely no way that you can get
your 50% back from Mr. Steve Shadows without his co-operation. “Co-Operation?
Don’t be a dick, look at my face.”
“Ah yes, im aware of the what you might say, “Brawl” that
you and he had this Sunday passed, however this is not why we are
here.”
“And we’re here because?” Joe went on.
“Because sir….there is a way to get 50%
back.”
“Yeah, but you just said that I cant get it back from
Shadows, you fuckwit.”
“Sir if your going to continue insulting me, then im
afraid this discussion is over.”
“Yeah yeah…just get to the point.”
“Well sir, the fact is we’re you wouldn’t be taking Mr.
Shadows 50%”
“No?”
“No sir, the 50% you’d be taking would be that of your
wife, Michelle.”
“Great, so…how do I do it?”
“Well sir….you have to….divorce her.”
“Yeah, okay….papers.”
“But si..”
“Just….give…me…the…fuck…ing….papers….NOW!” Joe roared,
reaching over the desk and grabbing Mr. Brannon’s tie, Brannon struggled,
before reaching into his desk, and handing a bunch of papers to Joe, who
snatched them, and walked away. “Will that be all sir?” Mr. Brannon said
worriedly as Joe stopped in his tracks. “No” Joe uttered.
WHACK.
Joe punched Mr. Brannon directly in the nose, as he
fell out of his chair, taking a handkerchief from his pocket and holding it to
his nose. “Fucking lawyers, scum of the earth.” Joe said to himself, as he
exited the room, and the footage went back to the arena.
New Owner Arrives
A long stretch black limo pulls up in the rear parking lot. It
comes to a stop and the driver gets out and opens the door for the people
who are inside. Out steps Michelle sporting a whole new look to herself.
She's wearing a long black dress that is very revealing, showing a figure
that we never knew she had. She has a big smile on her face as she helps out
the new co-owner of the Asylum, Graphic Violence. He still wears the same
clothes as usual, showing us that he's really not meant to be a businessman.
GV and Michelle hold hands as they smile and walk down one of the
hallways in the arena. They sit down in a room where there are two big comfy
couches, food and drinks. They both take a seat, as GV begins to eat some of
the grapes. He looks around, smiles once again.
"I can definitely
get used to this," he says as he places his arm around his newly acquired
girlfriend Michelle. Who would of thought that GV was capable of having a
girlfriend.
"We played Joe like a fiddle. He actually bought the whole
kidnapping thing. But the best was when he thought I was going to help him
this past Sunday. Did you see him smile when he saw me run down the ramp!?"
says Michelle as she bursts out in laughter.
GV laughs with her "We
sure did. Now that the company is mine…" Michelle looks at GV sternly. "I'm
sorry babes, now that the company is OURS no one is safe from the wrath of
Graphic Violence"
"Now sweetheart, what will your first order of
business be?"
GV looks at Michelle with that evil gleam which we've seen
so many times before. Almost his trademark look if you will "Oh don't you
worry, I've got a HUGE surprise for everyone tonight. Along with the
announcement of the Tag Team Title match."
"I can't wait," exclaims
Michelle who proceeds to feed GV some more grapes as the camera fades out to
go to a commercial.
Tommy Li Vs The Dominator
"Ice, Ice, Baby" by Vanilla Ice played as Asylum's winless rookie the Dominator strode through the curtain to a good reception, playing to the crowd, Dominator hopped into the Asylum, as Darude's "Sandstorm" played and Tommy Li coolly and confidently stepped through the curtain, striding down to the Asylum, and staring across at Dominator, who foolishly ra directly at him, trying to take an early advantage, this was to his downfall however, as he was met by a legsweep that saw him fly into the air and hit the mat, Dominator shook it off quickly, standing and swinging a punch at Tommy Li, who caught it, gave dominator a back elbow to the stomach, and a snap fist to the face, in a blur like motion, Dominator hit the mat, but un-phased got up again, only for Li to turn on the style, hitting him with two successive jabs, and uppercut, an knee to the stomach and finally a knee to the face, Dominator hit the mat hard, rolling dazedly around, before standing, and swinging ridiculous jabs at Li, who sidestepped and ducked them to the crowds amusement, Dominator swung one final huge punch attempt, only to miss and fall on his face again, at this point, Tommy Li simply waited for Dominator to come to, and he did, low blowing Tommy, and hitting him with a Moonsault from the rim of the Asylum, Dominator pranced and danced with joy at hitting the move, but was soon brought to a half, as Tommy spun him, Dominator flung a kick at Li, who caught the leg, swept it, and locked a leglock on the downed Dominator, who struggled to escape, finally he did, landing a kick to the nose of Li, who rolled back, before leaping, spinning and catching Dominator around the head with a vicious roundhouse kick, this way shortly followed by a kick to the shin, one to the ribs, and one to the throat, Dominator stood dazed, trying to back away, but Li was relentless in his attack, repeatedly kicking and punching Dominator, before ramming his head against the Asylum, Dominator kicked out, and lowe blowed Li, before mounting the Asylum in a dazed state, and falling off from a moonsault position flat onto his back, the rest was merely a formality, as Li swooped in, leaping, and kicking Dominator in the throat, knocking him unconscious as Sandstorms "Darude" once again played, and Li left to a round of cheers.
Public Enemy
Rico’s theme music plays over the PA system, and the young gangster strolls down the aisle. He’s wearing a suit and has his hair slicked back and is wearing a big grin as he takes the mic.
“Evening people… I stand before you ready to comment on some serious issues and allegations made as of late. One’s surrounding the Pete Borst shooting.
Well lets just cut to the chase. Was I behind it? Yes and no. You see, it wasn’t actually my idea… sure, I organised everything, but someone else provided the inspiration. Oh and let me tell you, she was very inspiring. You people wonder why I was getting Pete to get my matches cancelled? Well you try doing anything physical after sleeping with Pete Borst’s wife several times a day!”
The fans are shocked, and even more so when Zoe Borst, who’s been AWOL for the past month strolls down the aisle, wearing a skimpy outfit!
“That’s right people! She can be very persuasive! I didn’t want to do it, I really didn’t want to hire the guy to do the deed, but she was sooooo very persuasive.”
Zoe climbs into the Asylum and stands next to Rico. He puts his arm around her and smiles. “It’s a shame Pete, an awful shame. You gave me back all your well earned money, gave up the Asylum Championship so that I can win it tonight, you lost your faith in the country you live in, you’ve temporarily lost the use of your left arm again, and you lost your wife! When people say it never rains but it pours Pete, they must have been thinking of you.”
The crowd boo loudly and begin to throw rubbish into the ring. “Zoe, I think that’s our cue to leave. It doesn’t look like Peter will turning up tonight, so I might as well begin planning the post match celebrations for later this evening.”
The Champ Speaks!
"D'yer Know What I Mean" by Oasis starts up as the fans are welcomed to a very
unexpected surprise. Through the smoke and pyro, a figure submerges.
He speaks, but struggles to say but a single word. "Bugger."
The fans cheer crazily as the man slowly walks towards the Asylum and flips
off the crowd, causing them to chant.
"BORST! BORST! BORST!"
Suddenly, the mysterious woman from the Special Show that featured a Kenny
Rock/Pete Borst bout with both the TV and World Titles on the line comes out
and accompanies Pete. This results in a mixed reaction from the fans.
"Unfortunately, Pete Borst is unable to speak tonight due to Tonsilitis.
Therefore, I have appointed myself to be his spokesperson today. I will be
Pete Borst's voice."
She turns to Borst and he nods, handing her a sheet of paper. She then nods
back at Borst as she begins speaking yet again.
"Earlier tonight, Pete Borst took the initiative to write his rant on a
sheet of paper, for you, the fans."
Everyone at the Bradley Center in Milwaukee, Wisconsin rose to their feet at
that instant and began to go into a frenzy. Pete Borst rose his hand and
all became silent once again. Standing poised, the woman begins to read
from the paper.
"Oh bugger. I get shot at BANG! and everyone thinks I'm down for the count.
They think it's time for Pete Borst to take his own advice and 'F-off.' You
may be right. Gunshot wounds are bloody painful and they take a bloody long
time to heal. But Pete Borst does not give up that easily."
Pete raises a fist in the air as the crowd cheers.
"That's why I am glad to announce that I am still champion of the Asylum!
The Battle Royal will merely be for the number one contendership. That is
all."
Pete Borst and the mystery woman abruptly leave the Asylum, leaving all in
confusion. The cameras follow them backstage when suddenly, out of nowhere,
Aaron Walker bumps into him.
The tattoo on his left shoulder smears as Walker continues to walk in his
separate way. Pete stops and stares at it, then looks at the camera and
back at the smeared tattoo. He then does a beeline towards the nearest
locker room that just so happened to be labeled as such...
KENNY ROCK
The cameras follow him into the locker room when they suddenly encounter the
best in the field of makeup, hair, and body art. The Borst imposter removes
the mask, revealing it to be none other than Kenny himself. He stomps
around in anger.
"I thought you guys were supposed to be professionals! How am I supposed to
expect to regain my coveted World Title if my body artist can't do his
job?!"
Kenny's body artist responds by saying, "I told you to wait 20 minutes for
the ink to dry."
"You said it'll last me the entire day!"
"Yeah, only after you waited 20 minutes!"
"Augh! Now get all of this Borst junk off of me! I must be Kenny Rock once
again!"
Special Announcement
"Last Resort" by Papa Roach blares over the P.A. system as Graphic Violence
steps out from behind the curtain to a rather loud reception of boos. GV
merely smiles and makes his way into the Asylum. He asks from a mic from the
announcer. GV puts his hand in the air signaling for the crowd to settle
down, but they just get louder.
"Now is that anyway to treat the new owner of this company!?" The crowd
erupts into a chant of 'GV sucks'. GV just shakes his head and continues with
his announcement.
"Now lets get down to business. I think we've all seen that rather harsh
reality TV promo last week about some new group "NC-17". That reality TV
promo clearly should of flashed that NC-17 logo before showing it. Now all I
go to say.."
All of a sudden "Dragula" by Rob Zombie begins to play and Silence begins to
make his way to the Asylum ring. He gets a mic and looks right at GV.
"You know damn well who NC-17 is Graphic Violence. Stop trying to act like
you're actually going to do something good with your newly acquired power"
The fans boo, but yet sit on the edge of their seats in anticipation as to
who this group is. GV looks around, sort of annoyed that Silence has dared to
interrupt him.
"Silence, I don't know who the hell you think you are coming out here and
sticking your nose where it doesn't belong." GV yells.
The two men have a long stare down before they both smile at the same time,
and then embrace. The two are obviously together, as they raise their arms to
the crowd.
"That's right. We are NC-17. We are the men that will end everyone here in
the Asylum. Now I'm sure you're all anxious to see Silence here be the next
Asylum World Champion, but before we get to that there's just a little
surprise I have for all of you nice fans. C'mon on down boys"
GV motions for two men to come down to the ring. They are wearing the Asylum
Tag Team titles, but appear to be just two joe blows from the crowd. The get
in the ring and the bell sounds. GV touches one on the shoulder and the ref
determines he is knocked out and gives the titles to Silence and GV.
"Whew, that was a tough match" says GV
Silence replies with a smirk on his face "We should hit the showers, that was
a long grueling match"
The two laugh as they hold the Tag Titles high in the air before GV utters
his last words "I can really get used to this power. Silence…you'll be
champion tonight. You know why? Cause I'm the boss!" The two laugh as they
leave the ring to a deafening sound of boos.
Joey Gunn Vs Tommy Gunn
"Big Gun" By AC/DC played throughout the arena, and the crowd in attendance exploded with boo's as Joseph and Joey Gunn walked through the curtain, both men smiling at the prospects ahead, both men walked down to the Asylum as the huge Boo's went on, both men clambered into the Asylum in wait, and the crowd erupted, as "Tommy Gun" by the Clash played, and Tommy Gunn walked through the curtain, a concerned look on his face, Tommy walked un-confidently down to the Asylum, taunted every step by Joey and Joseph, who lied in wait, every step by Tommy appeared laboured, as he tried to hinder his own walk, looking up to see the smiling faces of Joey and Joseph, Joseph rubbing his hands in preparation, as Tommy clambered the steps, he looked around at the crowd, who gave him a huge cheer in an attempt to install some fighting spirit, but Tommy merely sighed, stepping into the Asylum, as the smiles on Joey and Joseph's faces turned to frowns, clearly preparing, but not however before Tommy took a microphone, claiming that no matter what, he wouldn't fight Joey nor his father, both at them look disgruntled at the gesture, before taking a step towards Tommy, who roared "You want by blood? Take my blood! Take it!" whilst spreading his arms into a crucifix position at which point, Joseph smashed him around the head with a pair of brass knuckles concealed up his sleeve, and slipped down onto his hand, Tommy fell back as the crimson blood trickled down his forehead across his face, and his attempts to stand were hindered when Joey began to stick vicious boots to his ribs, Joseph stood back and watched Joey kick the ribs of Tommy, and as Tommy struggled, Joseph measured one huge kick, landing it straight into the ribs of Tommy, and causing him to cought blood onto the mat, Joseph smiled, as Joey lifted Tommy and left him lying with a large chokeslam, Joseph clambered out of the Asylum, and returned with a chair, as boo's and jeers began to ring through the arena, Joseph merely brushing them off, as Joey lifted Tommy by the arms, and watched as Joseph slammed the chair into Tommy's head, limping heavily without the aid of his walking stick, Joseph leaned and watched, breaking the occasional smile, as Joey repeatedly pounded the motionless Tommy into the mesh, kicking, punching, and ramming his head into the mesh, as Joey commandeered the chair, as a heavily dazed Tommy began to lean against the mesh, all hopes of getting up, soon to be diminished, with one massive Joey Gunn chair shot which cannoned into Tommy's head, crusing it into the steel! This however wasn't much distraction, as the crowd in attendance were roaring at something else, two individuals rushing towards the Asylum…
Jason and Steven Gunn!
The two rushed into the Asylum, as the crowd continued the cheers, which hit fever pitch, as the two managed to peel Joey away from Tommy, and throw him out of the Asylum! The camera's focused on the face of Joseph Gunn, who looked utterly disgusted at his son's actions, he appeared to be ready to attack, when the two stood together in a barrier in front of the downed Tommy, Joseph uttered something under his breath, before spitting at the two, he slowly left the Asylum to help Joey up, although his icy stare never left Jason and Steve Gunn, who helped the battered and bruised Tommy to his feet, aiding him up as "Tommy Gunn" by the Clash played once more, the show went to commercial, as a furious Joey and Joseph backed up the entrance isle!
Who's in charge?
"Change" by the Deftones played throughout the arena, and the crowd went wild, as Joe walked through the curtains, in the center of the Asylum sat a table, two chairs, and papers of some form on the table, Joe casually strolled down to the Asylum, before sitting in one of the chairs, as the ring announcer handed him a microphone, he leaned back, waiting for the crowd to settle down. "Hello ladies and gents, bet you thought you'd never see me again didn't you? And I don't blame you, one week after a total arse kicking, one week after losing my Wife, and my company to the person I hate the most in the world, you'd think I'd be keeping my head down. Well…you'd think wrong, you see I couldn't give a fuck about the arse kicking, and pah…I couldn't give a fuck about my wife…only this I really care about is this business right here, and tonight, im here to tell you, that I, Joe Campbell, am back in charge!"
The crowd went wild as Joe said this, as he merely sat back and looked up the enterance ramp. "Well people, I might only have 50%, but its not all that bad, I divorced my bitch wife in the process, and I get the satisfaction of knowing that Stevie Shadows it back there now tearing his hair out, well Graphic Violence, let this be an example, you can win the battle, but you wont always win the war, see…I saw your little gay pride parade with Silence earlier on, the one where you two decides to beat up two locals for the team titles, well let me tell you pal, your not getting any Asylum gold that easily. Sure, you can keep the titles for now, just thought I'd better let you know, that my first decision as co-owner of this company, is to sanction a Team Title Tournament, commencing in the coming weeks, the winners of which will get a shot at you and Silence, when I see fit…
Oh, and secondly?
And your gonna looooooooooove this one.
I've taken the liberty of expanding our staff a little on my return, so please…give a warm welcome, to…"
"Last Time" by Feul began to play through the arena
"TROOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYYY CRUZ!"
No sooner did the words leave Joe's mouth, than the crowd hit fever pitch three time total Hardcore wrestling champion Troy Cruz stepped through the curtain, Cruz, believed to be retired upon the closing of tHw, let his actions speak louder than his words, flipping off the crowd, as he strutted down to the Asylum, clambering in, and walking over to Joe, Joe handed Cruz a pen, and he promptly signed a contract, Joe handed Cruz the mic, but he simply smiled, flipping Joe off too, as he left to a massive roar of cheers from the crowd in attendance, Joe shortly followed, a mile wide grin across his face.
Backstage Meetings
The camera pick up backstage and Inmate is shown entering the arena. Shortly afterwards, Pete Borst cautiously follows with a sling on his left arm. Once inside, he relaxes and says to Inmate. “Those fucking grannies out there, they were ready to get a knife out you know Tyler.”
“Pete, get a grip. I told you not to come to the show, you’re not fit enough and you’re completely paranoid.”
“You people are fucked up, not being scared walking the streets of yankland. They were all eying me up you know Tyler, ready to pull out some sort of weapon.”
“Hey Pete, isn’t that Zoe walking down the aisle on the TV?”
Pete looks at a monitor backstage to see the Rico and Zoe confession being repeated. He’s eyes open wide and he looks like he’s about to explode. Inmate looks and Pete and says. “Pete. Maybe you should go home.”
“No. Fucking. Way.”
Just then, someone taps Pete on the shoulder and says “Had a good sleep lately Pete?” Pete turns around suddenly and almost hits this guy before recognising him. “Whoa Pete, calm down. Fuck, you’re uptight. I never remember you being this uptight in the slammer.”
Pete turns to Inmate and says. “Tyler, this is Crimson Rowe… my old mate from, errr… Texas. He’s the bastard responsible for the insomnia you know.”
Inmate nods at Crimson in a friendly greeting kind of way. “I know the story. You get on well with this guy don’t you? Hey, you gonna be sticking around for a while Rowe?”
“Why?”
“I want someone to keep an eye on Pete during my match. He’s had some bad fucking news and I don’t wanna leave him alone you know, in case he does something stupid… hey, where is Pete?”
Inmate turns around to see Pete deliberately standing in the way of the new Asylum signing, Troy Cruz. “Look pal, I just want to know where the bathroom is!”
Inmate runs over and pulls Pete out of Cruz’s way. “Sorry about him… Troy Cruz right?”
“Right. What’s his fucking problem? I fucking asked where the fucking bathroom was and the bitch was deliberately fucking blocking my way. I was this fuckin’ close to hitting him.”
“Pete’s got a lot on his mind…”
Pete interrupts Inmate. “He’s a fucking yank.”
“Hey Troy, come with me, I’ll show you where the bathroom is. Rowe, can you watch Pete for the rest of the show?”
Crimson nods at Inmate. “Sure.” Inmate and Cruz walk off down a corridor as Borst paces towards Rowe.
“Listen here fuckhead. You aren’t gonna get in my way Rowe, or I’ll fucking twat you so hard that…”
“Chill Pete, chill. Why the fuck would I stop you causing needless trouble??? That’s all we did in da slammer, and it was brilliant entertainment watching you piss people off for no reason at all… and for the record Pete, you’d never be able to beat the shit into me man.”
“Yeah… right Rowe. I’m off to go find fuckhead number one, Rico, and then fuckhead number two, Mrs Borst. If you wanna fucking entertaining show, you might as well follow.”
Asylum Championship
Battle Royal
The arena is buzzing with excitement as the biggest match in Asylum history is set to take place. The match, involving 20 of the top Asylum fighters will be participated in the royal rumble style, with a new fighter entering the Asylum every 90 seconds. The only way for a fighter to be eliminated is to be thrown out of the cage to the floor. The crowd anxiously await the first entrant.
Give it Up by The Goodmen begins to play over the PA system, and Reno Davis enters the Asylum as number one. Moments later, the Inmate, Tyler Burton makes his way down the aisle getting a fairly good ovation. He climbs into the ring and the bell rings. Inmate and Reno feel each other out for a little while, before Reno makes the first move, grabbing Inmates left leg and trying to drag him towards the cage. Inmate hits Reno with a forearm shot to the head, and then takes Reno legs away from under him sending Reno to the mat. Inmate grabs a handful of hair, but Reno pokes his thumb in Inmate’s eye. Inmate staggers away, and Reno runs at him hitting a spinning wheel kick to the back of Inmate’s head.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Sanjuro makes his way down the aisle and enters the fray. He climbs into the Asylum and begins to double team Inmate with Reno for a moment, before turning around and clobbering Reno with a forearm square in the face. Sanjuro attempts to throw Reno out of the Asylum, but he blocks it and low blows Sanjuro. Meanwhile, Inmate has got back to his feet and he charges at Sanjuro and Reno double clotheslining them.
The fans go wild as Inmate raises his arms. He kicks Reno in the midsection and then pulls Sanjuro up to his feet. Inmate scoop slams Sanjuro in the middle of Asylum, and then hooks Sanjuro’s leg into a leg grapevine. Reno just stands aside while Inmate locks the hold in tighter, and the count begins once more.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
'The Legend' Jon Spratt runs down the aisle and dives into the Asylum. He rubs his hands together and grins, before dropping a vicious leg drop on Sanjuro, who was still in the leg grapevine. Inmate releases the hold, and is met with a stern kick to the back from Reno. Meanwhile, Spratt is trying to push Sanjuro over the Asylum cage, but Sanjuro manages to get free after a rake of the eyes. Sanjuro staggers away and approaches Inmate from behind.
Sanjuro grabs Inmate’s arm, spins him around and hits a solid spinebuster bouncing Inmate off the mat. Reno runs towards Jon Spratt, who ducks and almost backdrops Reno out of the Asylum! Reno manages to hang on to the cage and climb back in, as the count arrives.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Kin, minus one finger enters the Asylum next. He charges down the aisle staring at Spratt, and Spratt staring back. As Kin climbs into the Asylum, Spratt motions towards him, but Reno hits him with a chop block before rolling away from Spratt, allowing Kin to take over. He grabs Spratt and knees him in the midsection before hitting solid DDT that knocks Spratt for six.
Sanjuro and Inmate are tussling on the other side of the Asylum, and Inmate almost has Sanjuro out. Reno goes to help, and Sanjuro continues to fight the attempt to throw him out of the Asylum. Suddenly, Pierre LeSmith, the allegedly homosexual Frenchman jumps the railings coming through the crowd. He grabs Sanjuro’s head, as Reno and Inmate continue to push him out, and he manages to pull Sanjuro out eliminating him from the battle royal. Sanjuro immediately gets up and makes a swing for Pierre, who narrowly avoids it and climbs into the Asylum! He runs through the Asylum towards the opposite side, and Sanjuro follows him. Pierre manages to trip over his shoe laces, causing him to stumble and Sanjuro wallops him with a clothesline across the back of his shoulders sending Pierre tumbling out of the Asylum. Sanjuro climbs out and walks away angrily, as the count begins.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Boomer McAugust strolls down the aisle and eventually enters the Asylum, just as Jon Spratt is making a comeback, hitting Kin with rights and lefts. Kin blocks one of Spratt’s right hands, and attempts to go for one of his own, but Spratt ducks it and backdrops Kin out of Asylum! Boomer takes advantage of the unaware Spratt and tries to push him out of the Asylum. Reno Davis, who had just taken Inmate down with a leg whip then approaches Boomer from behind and German suplexes him. Reno and Boomer begin to brawl on the mat in a messy fashion, while Spratt approaches Inmate. Spratt kicks Inmate in the mid section and attempts to DDT him, but Inmate has other plans, suplexing Spratt over the cage! Inmate slowly gets up as Spratt leaves the ringside area. Reno and Boomer have begun to brawl very near the cage wall. Reno steps back and swings a huge right towards Boomer, who ducks it and backdrops Reno out and over the Asylum, but Reno grabs Boomer’s arms as he’s backdropped pulling him out with him! Inmate is alone in the Asylum for a few seconds before the count begins.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Hypnosis comes down the aisle and enters the Asylum. He takes advantage of the groggy and tired Inmate, laying into him with rights and lefts. Inmate covers up blocking the bulk of the impact from each shot, but they still have en effect. Inmate pushes Hypnosis away and tries to get to his feet. Just then, Deicide comes down the aisle, jumping the gun slightly, entering 60 seconds early. He climbs into the Asylum and grabs Inmate, pulling him up. He holds Inmate’s arms and Hypnosis runs at him, spearing Inmate into the cage wall.
Hypnosis pulls Inmate up and jabs him in the midsection. Inmate crouches down and Deicide hits him with a knee lift and Hypnosis follows up with a knee drop. They grab Inmate and begin to try and push him out of the Asylum.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
R.O.M., the big man make his way into the Asylum. Hypnosis continues to try and push Inmate out of the Asylum while Deicide approaches R.O.M. Deicide is met with a big boot from R.O.M., followed by a failed attempt at a splash. Deicide begins to stomp on R.O.M. and calls over to Hypnosis to help him, but he just ignores Deicide’s request and continues to attempt to put Inmate out. R.O.M. manages to get to his hands and knees before grabbing Deicide’s ankle and pulling him over. He keeps ahold of Deicide’s leg and drops and elbow into his thigh.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
The newcomer, Aaron Walker runs down the aisle and climbs into the Asylum. He hits R.O.M. with clothesline that rocks him slightly. Deicide gets up and goes for a clothesline that also rocks the big man. Walker and Deicide look at each other before both running at R.O.M. but are met with a double clothesline from R.O.M. Deicide rolls away quickly and crawls towards Hypnosis who is still trying to put Inmate out. R.O.M. bends over to grab Walker, but he crawls between R.O.M.’s legs and gets up standing behind R.O.M. Walker pushes R.O.M.’s back and runs forwards, and the momentum is too great for R.O.M. to reverse, and Walker sends R.O.M. into and over the cage! Walker turns his attention to Hypnosis and Deicide, who almost have Inmate out.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Nerva makes her way down the aisle and she climbs into the Asylum. Walker has grabbed Hypnosis’s leg, and Nerva decides to grab Deicide’s leg. Both Walker and Nerva lift and push, sending Hypnosis and Deicide out of the Asylum! Inmate manages to hang on, and swing back to his feet using the cage and propels himself into Walker and Nerva double clotheslining them. Nerva gets up first and waits for either Walker of Inmate to get up. Walker is up first and is met with a sweeping low kick to the back of the shins from Nerva. Inmate gets to his feet and is met with a standing spinning heel kick. Nerva turns around and grabs Walker, and attempts to lift him out of the cage.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Impetigo jogs down the aisle and climbs into the Asylum. He slaps Inmate around the face a couple of times before driving a solid knee into Inmate’s upper body several times. Aaron Walker managers push Nerva away and clothesline her over, and he approaches Impetigo. He grabs Impetigo and spins him around, clotheslining him over the cage! Walker then freezes and lowers his head, before wandering over to the opposite side of the cage and climbing out, eliminating himself! Nerva is back on her feet and she walks towards Inmate who’s sitting up against the cage wall. She leans over to pick him up, but Inmate kicks her twice in the midsection and then headbutts her, sending Nerva down to the mat. Inmate gets up leans over to pull Nerva up, but she grabs his arm and locks in a fuji armbar, wrenching back on Inmate’s arm. Inmate screams in pain as the count begins again.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
It’s ArchAngel! The former Asylum Champion and TV Champion slowly strolls down the aisle with a sadistic grin on his face. He walks around the outside of the Asylum while Nerva continues to pull at Inmate’s arm. ArchAngel grabs a steel chair and climbs into the Asylum. Neither Inmate of Nerva have noticed ArchAngel enter the Asylum, but they soon do when he viciously swings the chair on Inmate’s face, hitting Nerva’s leg in the process! ArchAngel throws down the chair and pulls Nerva up by her hair. He motions to hit her, but changes his mind, pushing her away. He then stalks Inmate, who’s rolling around the ring in pain bleeding heavily from his nose.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Kenny Rock enters next, running down the aisle at top speed. He climbs onto the cage and dives off attempting to hit ArchAngel with a cross body block, but the monster catches him. He’s about to plant Kenny with a powerslam, but Nerva gets up and dropkicks Kenny’s back causing ArchAngel to fall backwards with Kenny on top of him. Nerva hits ArchAngel with a leg drop and Kenny hits him with a blatant kick to the groin, while Inmate is struggling to clear the cobwebs after ArchAngel hit him with the chair moments ago.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
There’s a huge reaction as the 16th entrant steps out from behind the curtain. More of a shocked reaction. Nicodemus runs down the aisle and climbs into the Asylum, immediately coming to the aid of ArchAngel. He pulls Kenny Rock off and chokeslams him. Nico grabs Nerva and pushes her towards Inmate, who’s just managed to get to his feet. He ducks down and manages to scramble Nerva over the cage! Nico pulls Kenny Rock up and both ArchAngel and Nico hoist him up in the air.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
The returning Matthew runs down the aisle and jumps into the Asylum. Nico and ArchAngel throw Kenny Rock at Matthew as he’s entering the Asylum, and both Kenny and Matthew fall out! ArchAngel and Nico turn around and glare at the bloody Inmate. They slowly begin to stalk him, but suddenly Kenny Rock and Matthew both climb into the Asylum again, both water pitchers in hand! Kenny smashes a pitcher over ArchAngel’s head and Matthew smashes one over Nico’s head! Amazingly, neither of the big men down, but Matthew and Kenny sort that. Kenny puts all his weight into ArchAngel, and they both fall out of the Asylum! Matthew pushes Nico towards to cage wall as well, and Inmate grabs Nico’s ankle pulling it up, and Nico falls out of the Asylum too! After being eliminated at the hands of Nico and ArchAngel, Kenny Rock and Matthew re-entered the Asylum eliminate them, and the two monsters aren’t pleased. ArchAngel begins to attack Kenny at ringside and Nico does the same to Matthew. Kenny manages to poke ArchAngel in the eye and then hits him on the forehead causing the pieces of glass from the pitcher to embed themselves into ArchAngel’s head even more. Kenny then runs down the aisle, while Nico stalks Matthew around the ringside area.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Inmate is all alone in the Asylum, broken nose and all as the last participant enters the Asylum. Surprise, surprise, Rico managed to draw the last number. He jogs down the aisle and rubs his hands together as he climbs into the Asylum. He grins cockily as he slowly walks over to Inmate. He pulls the battered Inmate up and snap suplexes him in the centre of the ring. Rico hops up and jogs on the spot for a moment before raising his arms and getting an enormous chorus of boos from the crowd. There are even more boos when Rico’s accomplice in the Borst shooting, Zoe Borst makes her way down the aisle. She has a brick in her hand and winks at Rico, who smiles and shakes his head at her and says “Not yet.” Rico grabs Inmate, but Inmate low blows him, and then hits a powerful T-Bone suplex! Inmate screams and gets back to his feet as the adrenaline rush kicks in. He kicks Rico several times before picking him up and attempting to throw Rico out of the Asylum. Zoe looks worried and grabs hold of the cage as if she’s about to climb in, when she feels a tap on the shoulder. She turns around to see her husband, Pete Borst, sling and all standing behind her. He spits in her face and head butts her! She falls to the floor and Pete bends over and grabs the brick. Meanwhile, Rico has managed to regain the advantage with a swift kick to the chin that sent Inmate down. Borst suddenly shouts “HEY!” at Rico, who turns around to be met with a flying brick in the head!!! Rico staggers backwards and Inmate gets to his feet and clotheslines Rico over the Asylum cage!!!!!
The crowd roar as Inmate’s arm is raised and the Asylum Championship handed to him. He raises the title high in the air as the fans cheer, broken nose and all. Borst climbs into the Asylum and with the arm that’s not in a sling he raises Inmate’s hand in victory. Rico is back on his feet at ringside, rather groggy, but on his feet. He helps Zoe up and puts her over his shoulder and begins to walk backstage. Borst takes the mic and stops Rico. “Hey, fuckhead number one.” The crowd’s reaction is slightly mixed after Pete’s recent comments, but they hush down when Pete begins to speak again.
“Rico… you took things way fucking too far. And you woman. Fuck, if Tyler hadn’t have won the belt then, good old Pete Borst would have been so mad he’d kill someone. It’s fucking annoying when your wife and ‘business associated’ both have you fucking shot you know? Well no, you fucking wouldn’t. But you know what Rico. I’ve had up to fucking the moon with your shit. The shooting, Zoe, the… fuck, you’ve done too much. You have no fucking idea how much I hate you.”
Rico has a mic and replies. “I have a rough idea Pete. I mean, I have been sleeping with your wife for the past month you know. You brother has also had a little ‘trouble’ back in England…”
“What the fuck do you mean?”
“Ah, forget I mentioned it. You’ve got enough on your plate Pete, especially after that stunt with the brick you pulled.”
“Rico… if I get my hands on you..”
“What Pete? What?”
“You’re dead Rico. Fucking dead.”
“Bah, you’re all talk Borst, go tell it to somewhere else.”
“No, you wait there you fucking idiot. I’ve worked out a way to prove to you how much I fucking hate you, and to prove to you and all these people that Pete Borst can do a whole lot more than talk a good fight.”
“Yeah Pete… yeah.”
“A death death match at the next PPV Rico. A death death match.”
“You what?”
“A fight… to the death.”
Rico pauses for a moment before replying. “Alright Borst. You’ve got yourself a deal. Even though I don’t particularly hate you, you just annoy me a little you know. But hey, I can understand your hatred and it seems like an interesting prospect. When you’ve lived with gangsters all your life, knocking people off doesn’t seem like much a problem you know?”
“Not a problem? You fucking screwed up at BANG! didn’t you?”
“Fair point. But I won’t make the mistake again. I’ll just look at this match as a way to clear all the old debts, put the past well and truly behind me, by eliminating part of it: YOU.”
“Rico…” Inmate snatches the mic from Pete. “You sure about this Pete? You’re arm?” Pete takes the mic back. “I’m fucking sure. Fuck this, fuck it. Rico, you’re dead. Full stop. Now play Tyler’s fucking music and let him celebrate his win like he fucking well should!”
Inmate’s music plays as Rico goes backstage laughing to himself. Pete climbs out of the Asylum and gives Inmate a thumbs up before heading down the aisle. The show goes off air as Inmate doesn’t celebrate… he’s as shocked about the announcement of the death death match at the next PPV as the fans, who are silent.
Credits
Segment 1: Joe
Segment 2: Lance
Match 1: Joe
Segment 3: Steve + Dean
Segment 4: Jermz
Segment 5: Lance
Match 2: Joe
Segment 6: Joe
Match 3: Steve
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