LYNCH GANG© VS PRETTY FLY
TEAM TITLES

The Team Title fight between the Lynch Mob and Pretty Fly was next and the ring announcer stood in the Asylum with a mic.

"Introducing first, being accompanied by Anne Archy, the Asylum Team Champions, Ash and Insane Wonder, the LYNCH MOB!"

"South Texas Deathride" by Union Underground played as sure enough, Ash came out from behind the curtain, his barbed wire bat and 40oz in hand, and a lit Newport in his mouth. But the man beside him was definitely not the Insane Wonder. He was a skinny man with blue hair, wearing a black wife-beater and a grey skirt, who seemed to twitch ever so slightly as he walked down to the Asylum at Ash's side. New Asylum.com columnist, Anne Archy was at their heels and she followed them down to Asylumside. The two entered the Asylum and Ash angrily snatched the mic from the announcer.

"Lynch Gang! We're the Lynch Gang! Who ever fucking heard of a 'lynch mob?' Why the fuck can't you get our name right? I mean, it's not like we're the fucking Team Champions, or anything. Do it over!"

Ash took a sip of his 40oz as he handed the mic back and the announcer composed himself before trying again.

"Introducing first, the Asylum Team Champions, the 'Lynch Gang,' ASH AND INSANE WONDE-oof!"

Ash hit the announcer in the stomach, which stopped him from completing their names. He snatched the mic again and regarded the announcer as he put his hand on the skinny blue-haired guy's shoulder.

"Insane who? Does this man look like he is that much of a cockass to name himself 'The Insane Wonder?' No! You, as well as I, both know that this man's name is Raphael Von Klinkahoffen!"

"But Ash," the announcer interrupts, "I thought Wonder was your partner?"

"Who?" Ash replies, "It's like I've been telling you people, me and Raph have been partners since the beginning. The Lynch Gang is the fucking best team in the Asylum! Bitches!"

The skinny man, now known as Raphael, nods his head approvingly. Ash passes Raph the 40oz, and Raph takes a swig, which seems to cause his twitching to increase, and hands the bottle back to Ash. The announcer gets on the mic to introduce the challengers.

"And their opponents, co-number one contenders, Nate and Steve-O, Pretty-...Fuck this! It's not worth it anymore. I quit! Who the fuck is the guy with the blue hair?!"

With that the announcer tosses the mic and leaves the Asylum. "Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)" by the Offspring played over the PA and perhaps the only two people in the packed arena tonight who were not perceptive enough to notice that Ash's new partner was not the Insane Wonder walked out from behind the curtain: "Narly" Nate and Steve-O. They carried two old surfboards with them, as usual, on their way down. Back in the Asylum, Ash finished his 40oz, tossed the empty bottle aside and pulled out a flask of some sort of liquor, sipping on it as he and his new partner awaited the challengers' entrance. Nate climbed into the Asylum immediately and was immediately assaulted by both members of the Lynch Gang. Steve-O, however, stopped at Asylumside and walked over to Anne Archy, grinning goofily and pointing to his shirt which read: "Breathalyser Test: Blow here" and had an arrow pointing to his crotch. Anne gave Steve-O a disgusted look before kicking him in the groin, ramming his head into the cage, and tossing him into the Asylum. Raphael Von Klinkahoffen had Nate in a slumped position up against the cage and was stomping him mercilessly as Steve-O staggered up to his feet...

FOOSH!

...and right into a fireball blown into his face via Ash and that flask of liquor! "The Breathalyzer!" In a manner of speaking, Steve-O took the Breathalyzer instead of Anne Archy, and was now rolling around on the canvas, clutching his face Meanwhile, Raphael had taken a few steps back and had planted a double-footed dropkick right into Nate's face, sandwiching his head between Raph's boots and the mesh of the cage.

Less than twenty full seconds into the fight and Pretty Fly was already in trouble. Would this fight be a repeat of last week, where the Lynch Mob took out Pretty Fly before a minute was up?

No! Pretty Fly hit low blows to the Lynch Gang in stereo. Steve-O up and hits Ash with a three-knee combo before scooping him up and hitting a fall away slam as Nate tries to overhead belly to belly suplex Raphael out of the cage. Raph, however, showing amazing agility, lands on the rim of the Asylum on his feet, with his back facing Nate. As Nate turns around, Raph comes off the cage with a corkscrew senton plancha, taking both men to the canvas. Steve-O picks Ash back up and whips him into the cage. Steve-O follows up with a few right jabs to Ash's face, but Ash, far more experienced with brawling, fires right fists right back at the challenger. Ash getting the upper hand and rams Steve-O head into the rim of the Asylum. Steve-O dazed and Ash does it again! And again! Steve-O hits the canvas and is now busted open as Raphael and Nate both get to their feet at the same time and begin brawling themselves.

Raph gets the upper hand and whips Nate at the cage, but Nate, proving he is quite agile, as well, jumps, springboards off the cage and comes back at Raphael, nailing him in the face with a missle dropkick. Nate goes over to Steve-O to try and help him up, but Ash just puts Nate down with a front Russian leg sweep. Raphael back to his feet and he and Ash taunt the crowd a bit, but make the mistake of turning their backs to Pretty Fly, who is back up and dragging one of those surfboards into the Asylum. Raphael climbs to the top of the cage as Ash calls for Anne Archy to throw him a chair. Anne obliges and Ash catches the chair just as Pretty Fly throw the surfboard at Raph. The board hits Raph in the face, causing him to teeter off balance and almost fall backwards off the cage.

THWAP!

Ash takes Steve-O down with a chair shot and then throws the chair into Nate's face, causing him to fall to the canvas, as well. Raphael Von Klinkahoffen still struggling to regain his balance on the top of the cage, but Ash ignores him, picks up the empty 40oz bottle he discarded earlier, and lays it across Nate's groin. Only when Raphael fall backwards off the cage, does Ash seem to take interest in his position and lunges, grabbing him by his feet just before he falls and then flapjacking him back into the Asylum...

SMASH!

As Raph is flapjacked back into the Asylum, his head lands right on the bottle Ash set up on Nate's groin, shattering it, and completing a modified version of "Hurts Like A Motherfucker!" The crowd strikes up a chant of "Holy shit! Holy shit!" as Raphael was busted open, himself, in the process of the move. Nate clutched at his groin in agony and squirmed around the canvas, not feeling very "Narly" at the moment, at all, as the referee administered the ten count.

One...

Two...

Three... Steve-O was up.

Four...

Five...

Six...

Seven...

Eight... Nate somehow manages to get to his feet, still holding his crotch in pain.

With the Lynch Gang having their back to Pretty Fly, once again, Steve-O got down to his hands and knees as Nate ran, springboarded off Steve-O's back, and went to hit a flying leg lariat on both members of the Lynch Gang as they turned, however Ash and Raphael both caught Nate before he impacted against them. Trying to end this fight as soon as possible, the Lynch Gang, still holding on to Nate, carried him over to the edge of the cage, and tried to dump him onto the floor, but before they could toss Nate out, Steve-O tapped both Ash and Raph on their shoulders. Completely forgetting about Nate, the Lynch Gang turned around and started pummeling Steve-O with rights and lefts, allowing Nate time to climb back up onto the rim of the cage. Nate then leapt off, catching both members of the Lynch Gang with a double bulldog off the top! The tide had shifted in Pretty Fly's favor as Nate pushed Steve-O...

"Dude!"

"What?!"

"Surfs up!"

"Tubular!" Steve-O reaches out over the cage and drags both another chair and the other surfboard into the Asylum. Pretty Fly then set both chairs up in sitting position so they are facing each other, and lay the surfboard across the chairs. Nate then pulls Raphael to his feet and whips him to Steve-O, who lifts Raph up for the "Surfs Up." Nate then runs over to bulldog Raph, but as he charges, Ash gets back up, his barbed wire bat in hand, and swings for the fences...

CRACK!

Ash's bat impacts on Nate's head and blood goes spaying all over the Asylum as Nate whirls around, out on his feet, to face Raphael, who stuns the crowd by wriggling free of Steve-O's grasp and leaping off his shoulders with a flying body press onto Nate, clearing the chairs and the surfboard. Before Raphael connects with the move, however, he reverses his momentum, turning it into a flying DDT onto Nate! Nate is clearly unconscious, but the Lynch Gang doesn't stop at that. Raph picks Nate up and lays him across the surfboard as Ash calls for yet another chair to be thrown into the cage. Anne Archy tosses Ash the chair, and Ash sets it up in sitting position, right in front of Nate and the surfboard. Steve-O, who incorrectly thinks Nate has completed the "Surfs Up," has his back turned to all of this and is facing the crowd with his arms raised in victory. Thus, he doesn't see Raphael leap to the rim of the Asylum as Ash gets a running start, springboards off the chair, clears Nate and the Surfboard, landing onto the rim of the cage, opposite Raph, and complete the triple jump moonsault across Nate's ribs as Raphael simultaneously comes off the opposite side of the Asylum with a frogsplash into a guillotine leg drop, across Nate's ribs, putting Nate through the table with a huge "CRASH!" From there, the ten count was mandatory. As the referee called for the bell, Steve-O finally turned around, still thinking he and Nate had won, until he saw Ash, barbed wire bat in hand, standing aside of Raphael Von Klinkahoffen, who had in his grasp a part of that broken surfboard.

"Oh shit..." Was all that Steve-O got out, before the Lynch Gang started mercilessly pummeling him to the canvas with their weapons. "South Texas Deathride" by Union Underground sounded as the Asylum Team Champions walked off with Anne Archy at their side, leaving Pretty Fly bloodied and unconscious in the Asylum. They may still be the Team Champions, but two questions still remained. One, "Who the hell is the guy with the blue hair?" And two, who else wants to gets their hands on the Team Champs?

WINNER AND STILL TEAM CHAMPIONS: LYNCH GANG VIA KNOCKOUT

MORE TENSION

Zoe and Jen are all alone in the private lounge. The lads are off getting up to mischief no doubt, and the two ladies have been silent for quite some time. Eventually Jen breaks the silence.

"You've got split ends." she says as she inspects Zoe's hair. "You really should take better care of your hair darling... although with a guy like Boris as your hubby, why bother eh?"

Zoe stands up suddenly and stands over Jen. "Shut the FUCK UP! Quit with the jokes about Boris! Quit the criticisms! Quit the..."

"Calm down hun." says Jen. "I'm only kidding..." she says with a sly grin on her face. Zoe sighs and sits back down. Jen begins to fidget and breaks the silence once more. "Boris has some really bad handwriting doesn't he? Or is he doing that on purpose because he thinks Xearo is stupid? No... no, his handwriting is that bad. Good job he hasn't got any fans, because they'd be mighty disappointed getting a messy signature from the Asylum Champion."

SLAM.

Zoe couldn't take it much longer and has stormed out of the lounge, leaving Jen alone. "Probably that time of the month or something..." Jen mutters. "That girl really needs to learn some self control. She blows up over everything!"

TORTURE OR THERAPY?

The camera’s are once again backstage, this time in a dim, candle lit room, the candles flicker, casting eerie shadows upon the wall, a man sits, his head slumped, as the candle light flicks on him, he is revealed to be Marlon Jones, Asylum crew worker, a length of rope is tied around his arms and the chair, leaving him completely unable to move, he appears to be unconscious, yet slowly but surely, he begins to make his head, shaken up and confused, he tries to look around and get his bearings, his last memories being grabbed on the corridor, and dragged away. As he tries to figure out his location, he can clearly make out two figures in the dark room with him, suddenly the silence is broken.

“Skinns told us you were coming… Carnage…. We’ve been expecting you.” The voice echoed through the room.

The voice sounded familiar to Marlon, he couldn’t put together where he’d heard it before, but it seemed vaguely recognizable, as did the name, the name Carnage.

“L…Listen, you’ve got the wrong guy, im not Carnage, I don’t know anyone by that nam…”

“You are the one, you are Carnage, don’t you remember us Carnage, we’re your friends… we can show you your past.”

“No… your not my friends, I don’t believe you.”

“We did not expect that you’d believe us… therefore we have prepared something, something which may just jog your memory.” The sound of a tape being pushed into a VCR can be heard.

“Behold Carnage….bare witness to your past.” The tape begins to roll, Marlon tries to look elsewhere, but feels a presence hold his head in the direction of the screen.

He sees himself.

He sees himself covered in blood, clutching a knife.

Marlon was now fixated with the screen, as he watched, the sound of a door opening was heard.

“So it was written… so it shall come to pass.”

The door closed.

NICODEMUS© VS ARCHANGEL
EXTREME TITLE BEST OF 5 FIGHTS I

"It’s all right, It’s all right.. it’s just a little crazy". . A few seconds later all that is heard is the fans beginning to chant This continues as the fans begin to clap and sing along too. .."It’s all right, It’s all right.. it’s just a little crazy suddenly the hard metal riff begins as the Death Angel Nicodemus appears from behind the curtain. His face is covered by a black bandana as he walks a few feet then holds up a set of 10 lighttubes taped together. The crowd erupts as he walks on. A few moments later "Bodies" by Drowning Pool begins as ArchAngel walks out empty handed then he looks at the crowd and walks back into the backstage area re-appearing with a set of lighttubes 8 dust taped together then 8 more taped to for a lighttube cross. The fans erupt at the though of the violence about to occur. The entire cage of the Asylum has lightutbe taped all over it some 213 to be exact as ArchAngel walks into the ring and sets the cross down before facing Nico.

The two men look at each other and begin a face of punch for punch before going into a collar and elbow tie, Nico with a knee to the gut and a quick DDt to the big man. Nico is quick to get to his feet and grab a few lighttubes that he shatters over the back of ArchAngel . after three of four tubes Nico grabs AA and whips him into the cage but it is reversed and AA sends Nico crashing into the cage as three tubes shatter across his back. ArchAngel is quick to grab a tubes and smash it over the shoulder of Nicodemus. ArchAngel takes three tubes and sets them side by side then pulls Nico by the hair before hitting a gutwrench powerbomb on top of the three tubes. Archangel with a tube and he wait Nico gets to his feet and ArchAngel shatters the tube over the forehead of Nico splitting him open.

ArchAngel begins to sets up a few more tube almost like a teepee then he take Nico and whips him into them as more tubes shatter. ArchAngel smiles as he grabs Nicodemus and lifts him up into the air, he slams him to the mat before exiting the asylum. Suddenly ArchAngel returns with 2 log cabins made entirely of Lighttubes. He pushes then down on 2 flat handtrucks as the fans stare in awe. He lifts up the one carefully and sets it in the ring. He sets it up and after a few stiff punches he grabs Nicodemus and slams hi down. Archangel with a leg drop to the throat of the death Angel. He lifts him for another powerbomb but Nico with a float over lands on his feet and pushes AA face first into the cage and as AA turns he gets nailed in the face with 2 lighttubes. Nico continues the assault by making a quick pile then somehow he gets ArchAngel on his shoulder and reaches up grabbing both of the hands of AA. He then pulls ArchAngel down landing on the back off his head and shoulder in a move called Mondo’s Assault Driver.

Both men are beginning to bleed heavily as Nico staggers to his feet, he waits and as ArchAngel gets up Nico plants him with a running Yakuza kick. Nico waits and sets up again this time he misses the kick as ArchAngel sidesteps it and nails Nicodemus in the face with a lighttube as the blood flows more and more. ArchAngel smile s as he grabs two tubes and plays the drums on the back of Nicodemus before grabbing a third pretending to jerk off with it then nailing Nico on the back but the tube does not bust then AA smiles and hit him harder smashing it over the back of Nico. Archangel lifts up Nico and slams hi into the cage he lays Nico down then grabs a few lighttubes and tapes them to his chest before slowly climbing on top of the cage. He look around then suddenly Frog splashes on to the prone Nico smashing the tubes everywhere. The ref starts to count..

`1..2..3.4..5..6..7.8… but Nico gets to his feet slowly.

ArchAngel with a lariat to level Nicodemus. Then another to level him but Nicodemus ducks the third one and slams AA face first into the cage a 2 tubes bust. He then grabs a hold of ArchAngel in a sidewalk slam but walks over to the log cabin made of some 20-25 lighttubes and standing right in front of it. Nicodemus takes ArchAngel and takes it form a sidewalks slam spinning ArchAngel around into a release powerbomb as the glass simply explodes. Both men are down as the ref begins to count them both down ..

1..2.3..4..5..6..Nico gets up and ArchAngel slowly follows. The two men exchange punches as the knock each other out of the ring. They both grab a lighttube and stare at each other then suddenly they both swing and the lighttubes connect and shatter. There lightsaber duel ends with both men getting a face full of glass as they continue to brawl and bleed. Both en continue to brawl as ArchAngel with a knee lift then grabs Nico and hits a seated chokenbomb. Archangel quickly grabs the other log cabin and sets it up next to the stage area as he goes to grab Nicodemus. He carries Nico up the stage for a few feet the looks down at the log cabin he lifts up Nicodemus in a front face gutwrench DDT known as Retribution. He releases Nicodemus with Retribution slamming him into the log cabin as the crowd looks in awe as Nico disappeared in a cloud of gas and glass.. The ref starts his slow count..

1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8…9..Nicodemus staggers up quickly but then does fall back down but the ref lets it count and continues the match.

Both men are bleeding heavily as they begin to fight through the crowd. The are fighting up the concourses into the mezzanine level. As they brawl back and forth they have found their way over on of the entrances as suddenly we see a familiar face in Harbinger. He has appeared and is setting up two tables and staking them on top of each other. He returns with 2 more log cabins and put one on each table. It is now 2 tables and some 50 lighttube set up down there as Nico and ArchAngel continue to exchange punches and kicks. ArchAngel then with a stiff knee shot grabs and whips Nicodemus at the railing. Nicodemus hits it hard and almost flips over down on to the tables. Nico saves himself only to get up with his back to ArchAngel and out of nowhere ArchAngel hits the Angel Cutter the reverse suplex into a ¾ nelson leave Nico flat on his face as the crowd roars their approval.

ArchAngel looks down at the tubes and table and grabs up Nicodemus. He really gets ready to whip Nicodemus hard over the railing into the tables and tubes but out of nowhere Nicodemus holds on and reverse the whip and knees the incoming ArchAngel in the gut. Then quickly as he can he grabs ArchAngel and lifts him up and drops ArchAngel from the balcony with Armageddon. ArchAngel falls into the two tables and 50 lighttubes as glass explodes everywhere and the arena falls silent!! Suddenly the begin to chant. Two simple words that will go on to describe this tournament…

Crowd - "HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!"

The winner of the 213 lighttubes deathmatch is the Death Angel Nicodemus!! He now leads one to nothing…

WINNER: NICODEMUS VIA KNOCKOUT

REALIZATION OF A GOAL

Victory after victory, it was becoming second nature for A.D. to pick up wins. He was thus far undefeated in his Asylum tenure, he had beaten the reputable Griff Truxell several times, yet there was a malingering feeling backstage, people felt that A.D. was developing an attitude, and it was becoming quite evident.

A.D. walked downed the corridors of the Asylum backstage, he was beginning to feel almost invincible, in the other direction, the towering Ghost Faced Killa carried his bags toward his locker room.

THUD.

A.D. and GFK hammered into each other, A.D. looked up into the eyes of GFK.

“Watch where the fuck you’re going.” A.D. said, almost arrogantly. GFK put down his bags.

“You may just wanna apologise fuck that, sucka.” It was too late, no sooner had the words exited GFK’s mouth, than A.D. had caught him in the mouth with a vicious headbutt, GFK fell back, but A.D. caught him in the mouth with a solid jab on the way down, A.D. smiled, before measuring us another hard punch, however… he found a force holding his arm back.

-I-

A.D. turned, seeing –I- clutching his wrist, he pulled his arm away, before shoving –I- in the chest, and taking a swing at him, -I- however, refused to retaliate, simply stepping back, and walking away. Security pulled A.D. away from the scene, but one man had realised his purpose.

-I- had realised, that his purpose, was to help A.D.

KENNY ROCK VS TOMMY GUNN

“Change” by the Deftones played throughout the arena, as the crowd deflated, the expected arrival of Tommy Gunn was imminent, but confusion soon arose, as Tommy failed to appear from behind the curtain, several moments passed, and the confusion continued throughout the ringside, before his music suddenly jolted to a silence, and the lights went out.

BOOM!

A hugely elaborate pyrotechnic exploded, as “Slave to the grind” by Skidrow kicked in, the crowd exploded with boo’s, as the insulting Kenny Rock appeared with the relighting of the arena, Kenny appeared to have something to say, but was quickly interrupted having to dodge a finally arriving Tommy Gunn, who narrowly missed him with a lunging spear from behind the curtain! Kenny was quick, whacking Tommy over the skull with the microphone, sending a screaming crackle through the p.a. system! Tommy staggered back, and Kenny lunged, running at him, but being back body dropped HIGH into the air, coming down on the rough terrain of the steel entrance ramp! Kenny clutched his back in agony, as Tommy pulled him up by the hair, revealing several ramp lines across Kenny’s back, Tommy pounded at Kenny with rights and lefts, before attempting to whip him to the steel girders of the big screen, Kenny however reversed the whip! Sending Tommy spine first into them, Kenny charged, but ran himself head first into the steel, as Tommy slumped aside! As both men lay flat out, the big screen flicked into action, as more confusion filled the arena, on the screen, Joe stood before Double Hard, who was sat with Jen.

“Come on dude!” Joe exclaimed “Kenny’s down…come on, we’ll run out and twat him now! You me and the boys, quick…get up!” Joe pleaded with Double Hard.

“Erm, yeah…I’ll be there in a minute.” Double Hard responded with a sarcastic tone. “Great!” Joe replied. Before rushing off as the screen turned back off, and both Tommy Gunn and Kenny got back to their feet! Kenny struck first, kicking Tommy in the gut, and taking him by the hair, cracking his skull against the steel screen frame! Tommy stumbled back dazed, and now bleeding, as Kenny took a moment to catch his breath, but it was a moment too many, as Tommy rushed, hitting a Gunnshot spear into Kenny’s ribs, driving him spine first into the screen frame with tremendous inpact! Kenny fell flat on the ground, as Tommy stood over him and nailed him with precise kicks. Once again, the big screen flickered into action.

Callous was shown walking down the corridor.

“Callous! Callous! Wait!” Joe Campbell’s voice cried, as Callous rolled his eyes, and looked to the heavens. “Hey Callous! Look….Kenny is getting his arse kicked by Tommy…lets go and kick him in now! C’mon… Double Hard is in on it…and Borst will be too!”

“Uh… Yeah man…. I’ll be right there, just gimme a minute to prepare… or somethin’”

“Excellent! Joe cried, before rubbing his hands together and running in search for Borst! The screen once again cut to black. As Tommy kicked away at a struggling Kenny Rock! Kenny managed to catch a moment, striking Tommy with a hard low blow! Kenny battled to his feet, jabbing and kicking Tommy down the isle and toward the Asylum, as the two reached the bottom of the isle, Tommy battled back, kicking Kenny in the gut, not once, not twice…but THREE times, Kenny doubled over, and Tommy moved in for the kill, looking to catch Kenny with the Recoil!

Kenny however sensed the move coming, and swiftly kneed Tommy in the small of the back, before hooking his head, and planting his head into the steel ramp with a reverse DDT! Tommy’s head bounced, as Kenny lay flat out, recovering from the hard kicks to the gut!

The video screen flicked on again, Joe was now rushing, out of breath…down the corridors once more.

“Pete! Pete!” Joe cried, as the figure of Boris Borst began to walk away, seemingly ignoring Joe. “Erm…I mean, Boris! Boris!” Joe’s words finally got through to Borst, who stopped, as Joe sprinted forth, coming around in front of Borst.

“Ok…” Joe bent down to catch his breath “Me and the boys are gonna run down and twat Kenny Rock in a few minutes, are you coming?”

Borst took a moment, scribbling down on his notepad, before turning it to face Joe.

'MAY BEE LAY TAR'

“GREAT! I’ll take that as a yes then Pe…Boris, I knew I could count on you, I’ll see you down there!”

Joe turned and ran down the corridor, as Borst scribbled one the notepad once again, before showing it to the camera.

'(54x6) CUBED - 2.63215 = STOOPID YANK'

With that, the big screen flicked back to blackness once more, as the Tommy Gunn and Kenny Rock battle continued, as the two were back on their feet, and battling up the ring steps, Kenny got in the killed blow, kicking Tommy hard below the belt, he then however, proceeded to make an irrational move.

He clambered up onto the Asylum rim.

Kenny then proceeded to just about maintain his balance, before stooping, and locking Tommy’s arms into a full nelson. Kenny lifted as hard as possible, and fell back, looking to plans Tommy with the most high angle full nelson suplex imaginable. However, he had looked over the fact that Tommy Gunn was situated in a lower position than he, and was therefore going to fall somewhat short of the impact mark.

CRUNCH!

“Ohhhhhhhhh!” the crowd roared, followed by some standard “Holy shit!” chants, Kenny had managed to lift Tommy into the air and over the Asylum rim, however, with Tommy being on a lower base, Kenny fell back much quicker than he, driving Tommy Gunn’s massive frame into Kenny Rock!

Kenny was now laying on the mat gasping for air, clearly winded by the huge blow, Tommy rolled over to his feet, but suddenly, a voice echoed through the arena.

“Come on boys! He’s down…spring forth! We’ve got the fucker now!”

Joe ran from behind the curtain, dropping his microphone to the ground, however, as Joe stood with his arms aloft, the three figures he expected to be right behind him, Boris Borst, Double Hard…. And “Yo Mama CaLLous” were no-where to be seen, Joe took several sly peers over his own shoulder, before saying “I expect they’re on their way.” To reassure himself, he made his way down to the Asylum, as Tommy Gunn got to his feet, and Kenny Rock got to his knees, the crowd had began to stir, because the distinct sound of Joe snapping up a chair at ringside, could be heard.

Joe clambered into the Asylum on the blindside of Kenny Rock, and as Kenny got to his feet, Joe took a run up, and a massive swing with the chair.

Kenny ducked.

Joe turned just in time to see Kenny taking to the air, spinning, and kicking the chair wickedly into Joe’s face, with “The Finisher” a spinning kick, the impact knocked Joe back…into Tommy Gunn, and the two in turn became an entangled mess, which fell over and out of the Asylum.

“Slave to the grind” by Skid Rowe blasted through the speakers, as Kenny Rock had gotten the better of Joe once again, Kenny looked over his shoulder, to make sure none of Joe’s alliance were making their way down the isle, as they weren’t, Kenny lifted the downed chair, before clambering out of the Asylum, and administering a quick crack of the chair to the struggling Joe’s skull.

As Tommy Gunn came around, Kenny had already grabbed Joe by the hair, and was kicking him in the ass, as he crawled up the ramp. All that Joe did in response was shout “GUYS!” repeatedly, but was quickly silenced, as Kenny picked him up, and rammed his skull into the framing of the entrance.

The camera’s followed the assault backstage, where Kenny took Joe, and rammed his head into anything within a certain range, Kenny rammed Joe’s skull into a door, as he fell to the ground, he suddenly turned and ran however, as Double Hard and Callous rounded one of the corners of the corridor.

Kenny sprinted away, as Callous and Double Hard approached the unconscious Joe, before… stepping over him, and continuing to walk down the corridor as though they hadn’t seen him. The show went to commercial as a groggy Joe began to stir on the floor.

WINNER: KENNY ROCK VIA RINGOUT

WHERE'S THE OLD BORST GONE?

“Violence Fetish” by Disturbed begins to play over the PA system, as the show returns from commercial, and the egotistical smart arse owner of the Asylum, not to mention battered, bruised and bleeding from his Kenny Rock encounter, Joe Campbell steps down to the ring to a chorus of boo's... a lot of the boo's could be due to the WWF Attitude t-shirt Joe is wearing. Once in the ring, he takes the mic and waits for the crowd to quiet down before speaking.

"Do you remember when our Asylum Champion was MEAN? Do you remember when he was EVIL? Do you remember when he would go around beating up people backstage randomly, making fun of other's misfortune and swearing constantly?!"

The fans are quiet, and don't really know what to think... since the Asylum Champion has pretty much covered all of those things in the past few days.

"What happened? Where did that all go? Boris Borst! Come out here!"

Voices by Disturbed proceeds to play over the PA system, and the man that Joe was just talking about makes his way down the aisle. Since he's being mute for the night, he's decided that the A3 pad of paper should take the place of the Asylum Championship, being gripped loosely in his right hand... although there is a slight difference between the two. Firstly, Borst values the pad of paper more than a title belt right now, and secondly, the pad of paper isn't long enough to be dragging on the floor. Anyhow, Borst climbs into the Asylum and quickly scribbles a few notes on the pad of paper.

'MY NAME IS BORIS BORST AND IM ASYLUM CHAMP'

'NO HUG'

'WHAT?'

"Pete... I mean Boris. What's happened to you? What's happened to the old Borst? I'm trying to get the TV rights back from Kenny Rock, and for that, we need someone to lead the attack. The OLD Borst. The one that swore, beat people up... the one that wouldn't have thought twice about hitting me if I asked you to. But alas, if I did ask, you wouldn't punch me would you?"

Borst scribbles something on the pad of paper again.

'WANKER'

Joe thinks for a moment about the comment, while the thousands of fans share Borst's opinion. Wanker sums it up, since Borst is actually more of a vindictive bastard than he was a couple of months ago.

"Go on then Boris. Hit me."

Boris motions to hit Joe, but then stops and shakes his head. Boris motions to climb out of the Asylum, but Joe stops him. "BORIS! PLEASE! JUST DO IT!"

WHACK.

Borst didn't really need to think twice about that. After he's laid out Joe, he writes a few notes for him to read when he comes too.

'YOU DID ASK'

'BORSYLM ATTITOOD. JOE GOT SUM'

'IF I CUD TALK RIGHT NOW ID SAY HAHAHA'

UNLEASHING A MONSTER?

Marlon shook with fear.

The tape had been rolling for a good hour now, and he had watched what appeared to be himself, commit every violent act imaginable. Was it true, was he the Carnage which the two familiar figures had claimed him to be? It all seemed to fit.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and a burst of light entered the room, as did the two figures, the door closed behind them.

Marlon tried to speak, but before he could, a mirror was before him, he looked into it, and deep into his own eyes, as another item was held before him.

An fWo magazine.

Carnage looked at the magazine, and then at the mirror, and then once again at the magazine.

“What about now Carnage? Now do you believe? I think you do Carnage… you see, im Synn… this is Deicide, we’ve been looking for you for some time, old friend, ever since we were separated… now we’ve found you. You’ ve seen the evidence for yourself Carnage… Do… you… believe?”

Marlon felt several emotions rush through his head. He slowly looked into the eyes of Synn, and spoke.

“I believe.”

BORIS BORST© VS XEARO L'VAGRANT
ASYLUM CHAMPIONSHIP

Tourette's By Nirvana plays, as the impressive Asylum "rookie", Xearo makes his way down the aisle. The fans quite like this guy, and you can't help but feel that Borst underestimated this guy, especially when saying that Xearo's lack of speaking ability made him inferior in so many other ways.

There's a weird feeling in the air, and could it be the feeling of a huge upset?

Suddenly, Voices by Disturbed plays, and the Asylum Champion, BORIS Borst marches down the aisle at a fast pace, dragging the title belt along the floor behind him. Zoe Borst follows him, but her sexy legs can't keep up with his lightning quick pace. He does however have to wait for her before getting into the Asylum, as she was carrying his pad of paper and pen.

Borst drops the title belt and grabs the paper and pen from Zoe, and proceeds to scribble something down.

'FAIR FIGHT'

'UR GONNA LOSE'

'FUCKHEAD'

And on that note, Borst climbs into the Asylum and is immediately knocked over by Xearo. Borst is quick to get up, but is knocked down again with a hard clothesline. Borst learns quickly not to get up while lying at Xearo's feet, and rolls away to the other side of the ring, out of harms way before getting up.

Borst goes for a clothesline of his own, but Xearo shows lightning quick reflexes, grabbing Borst's arm and taking him down with an arm drag. Borst is quick to avoid any sort of arm bar, and rolls away once more. He crouches by the cage wall and looks out at Zoe who's at ringside. She says something to him, to which he replies with a nod, before getting up and telling Xearo to try and hit him.

Xearo shakes his head. He's not falling for anything. Borst might think he's thick, but he's not. Eventually, Borst gives up on whatever plan he had, and takes a swing at Xearo. The Frenchman ducks the attempt and hits Borst with several jabs in the midsection, followed by a kick and a hard DDT!

The champ rolls away once more, but this time Xearo follows him, not allowing him time to rest... but Borst is ready for him this time, and grabs a hold of Xearo's leg and pulls him to the mat. Borst keeps hold of his leg, and quickly gets up, before blatantly stamping on Xearo's groin.

Borst smiles as Xearo rolls around in pain, before dragging Xearo by the ankle across to the other side of the ring. Once he's reached the other side of the ring, he seems unsure of what to do now, as if he was just doing it for the sake of doing... something. Xearo knows what he's doing though, rising up from the mat quickly with a thunderous uppercut that sends Boris flying.

Boris might mean fighter, but so far he's not doing much to live up to it in his first match using his real name. Xearo attempts to lock in a hard arm bar on Borst's left arm, but Borst is having none of it, pulling his arm away quickly. Xearo pulls Borst up promptly, not wasting any time, and hip tosses the champion across the ring.

Xearo wait's for Boris to get back up to a vertical base, before rushing at him and taking him down with a Bakushin. Xearo attempts to hit Borst in the face with a jab, but Borst manages to avoid the blow, and he catches Xearo with a thumb to the eye. Borst pushes Xearo off of him, and gets up and tries to catch his breath.

The challenger attempts to kick Borst, but Boris ducks the attempt and grabs Xearo around the waist. Borst holds Xearo in a firm bear hug for a moment, before spinning him around hitting hard spinebuster... hitting the Bearbuster!

Borst gets up to his feet and takes a few steps back... he crouches down and waves his arm at Xearo, wanting him to get up. Borst charges at Xearo, and whacks him shoulder first in the mid section with a thunderous spear into the side of the cage!

Xearo lies on the mat holding his back, grimacing in pain, while Borst suddenly realises he just went head first into the cage as well and has opened up a small cut on his forehead. Borst glances out of the ring at Zoe, who's grabbed a steel chair from the ring announcer. Borst nods and she throw the chair into the ring.

Boris Borst grabs the chair firmly with two hands, and waits for Xearo to get up, before taking a swing at him. Xearo ducks it, and hits Borst with a roundhouse kick to the ribs. Borst drops the chair, and Xearo quickly grabs the chair, whacking Borst on the head with it.

Borst stays up! He staggers around for a moment, as blood from the cut on his head begins to trickle down his face, but he prompts Xearo to hit him again!

WHACK.

Borst stays up once more, and holds up one finger. One more time he wants it. One more chair shot.

WHACK.

Borst freezes and stares at Xearo, as blood begins to pour from the cut on Borst's head. Borst begins to stagger forward, and is about to fall, but takes a desperate lunge at Xearo, and hits him with the Clothesline from Yankland before falling to the mat with Xearo!

Both men are down and seemingly out of it!

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Borst JUST manages to get up out of the small pool of his own blood on the mat before the ref gets to ten. Xearo drags Borst to the cage wall, and attempt to push him out of the Asylum, but suddenly the crowd erupt in a chorus of boos.

Callous and Double Hard are wandering down the aisle, and the booing has grabbed Xearo's attention. He lets go of Borst and turns around to see the pair walking towards the ring. Double Hard winks at Xearo as they approach the ring, which only seems to infuriate and distract Xearo a little more. Borst is hanging over the cage, trying to catch his breath and wipe the blood from his eyes.

Suddenly, Zoe shouts at Xearo, and throws a chair to him from the outside! Xearo catches the chair that meets him at head height, and before has a chance to do anything, Borst punches the chair as hard as he can into Xearo's face!

There's a loud "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" from the crowd, and Borst had just made Xearo a fuckhead! The referee begins the mandatory ten count, while Callous and Double Hard both applaud from ringside.

The referee reaches ten, and Borst is declared the winner of the match. Before the ref has a chance to raise his arm, Callous and Double Hard are in the ring and have raised the battered and bloodied champion's arms themselves. Zoe has grabbed the Asylum Championship from the time keeper and climbs into the Asylum as well, and moments later, Joe and Double Hard's girlfriend Jen have joined the rest of the gang in the ring.

The fans begin to boo and throw litter into the ring, but they don't seem bothered, as both Callous and Double Hard begin to kick the downed Xearo. Joe looks on with a smile on his face, while Borst seems more interested in making a bloody print of his face on his notepad.

Jen grabs Double Hard's arm and tells them to stop kicking Xearo, and she pulls them both away. Xearo begins to crawl away, but Borst stops him by standing on Xearo's hand. Borst quickly scribbles something on the paper with his bloody face print on, while Double Hard kicks Xearo in the head hard. Borst tears the paper from the pad, and drops it on Xearo. It reads...

'JUST ANOTHER FUCKHEAD'

Borst raises the dented chair with a dented print of Xearo's face on it high in the air, before throwing it into the crowd for one lucky fan to take home. It seems that the war has finally begun. Joe has managed to get his troops to send a message to Kenny Rock at last.

They mean business and will take back the show... although Borst didn't expect to go through one of the toughest matches of his life in order to help prove the point.

Xearo was tough... and judging by the look Borst gives Joe as the show goes off air... too tough.

WINNER AND STILL ASYLUM CHAMPION: BORIS BORST VIA KNOCKOUT

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