Inferno makes his way out to the ring first to a solid pop from the crowd. The champion is out next and the crowd boos him unmercifully. The referee calls for the bell and Inferno wastes no time in going after the champion. He backs Davis into the corner with a series of right hands. Inferno whips him to the ropes and catches him with a back elbow. He whips him in again and this time a back body drop puts Davis on the mat. Davis gets back up but Inferno scores with a clothesline and gets a two-count from a lateral press.
BS: Inferno wore his working boots tonight, folks!
GM: How long have you been waiting to use that one? Sheesh.
Inferno whips the champion to the ropes again, but Davis reverses it and pulls Inferno into a kneelift. Davis attempts a power bomb, but Inferno escapes and takes him down with an arm drag. Inferno nails a dropkick to the face as Davis tries to stand and again gets two from a pin attempt. Inferno goes back to the right hands, again backing Davis into a corner. He attempts an Irish whip across the ring, but the champion reverses. Davis charges in, but Inferno uses the ropes to leap up and Davis connects with the turnbuckle. The challenger procures a rear waistlock but then switches around to take the champion down with a belly-to-back suplex.
BS: Oh my! The champion's head bounced off the mat and he looks to be in some pain!
GM: Not a good sign for Eric Davis.
Inferno kips up and plays up to the crowd. Davis staggers to his feet and catches Inferno from behind with a forearm to the back of the head. The champion attempts to whip inferno across the ring but it's reversed and Davis goes into the turnbuckle. The challenger attempts a monkey flip out of the corner but Davis grabs the legs and goes for an inverted atomic drop. The move does not connect however and Inferno unleashes yet another volley of right hands. Inferno attempts a leg lariat but Davis clotheslines him out of the move.
BS: There's some of the savvy we're used to seeing from Davis.
GM: Can he keep it up though? Inferno has been staying right on him.
Inferno rolls out of the ring. Davis gets a running start, leaps up onto the top rope, and vaults off with a plancha onto the challenger. Davis does not celebrate long however, instead opting to drag Inferno to his feet and then ram his back into the ring apron. Davis rolls Inferno into the ring and climbs back in after him. He props Inferno up in the corner and begins to work on the knee. Inferno grabs him by the hair though and reverses the situation to lay in more right hands. The referee gets between them and Davis uses the distraction to dropkick Inferno's knee.
BS: Never let it be said that the champion isn't an opportunist.
M: Hey, you do what you can in there.
Davis drops a series of elbows onto Inferno's knee and then applies a leglock. Inferno fights the hold, but Davis drags him over to a ringpost and slams his knee into it. Davis gets back in and grabs the leg again, but Inferno makes it to his feet. He tries for an enzuigiri but the champion ducks under it and drops another elbow on the knee. Davis goes in with a crucifix kneebar. Inferno's shoulders go down and the referee counts two. The crowd starts to cheer Inferno on. Davis goes to the ropes for leverage but is caught by the referee. Inferno climbs to his feet using the ropes but Davis kicks his leg out from under him. The champion follows up with a kneebreaker but Inferno does not go down. He instead catches Davis with a clothesline out of nowhere and both men go down.
BS: The referee has started his count but there's no way these two are going to let it end like this!
Inferno is back up first. He walks some of the stiffness out of his knee and then goes over to Davis. He catches Davis with a kick to the midsection and follows up with a tiger bomb. The referee's count reaches two before Davis is able to kick out. Inferno whips Davis to the ropes but misses a clothesline. Davis comes back and catches Inferno with a spinning wheel kick. Both men get back up but Davis slams Inferno to the mat and climbs up top. He nails a moonsault and gets two and a half from the referee's count.
GM: What's it gonna take for Davis to put this guy away!?
BS: You're not worried for the champ are ya, Garrett?
GM: Hush you.
Davis hits Inferno with a stiff forearm to the face and then brings him over to the corner. He locks on a front facelock and hops up on the second turnbuckle. He leaps off for a tornado DDT but Inferno turns the move into a release Northern Lights suplex. Davis scrambles back up quickly and runs toward Inferno only to be caught by a boot to the face. Davis staggers back but Inferno wastes no time in securing a double underhook and then executing double-arm DDT. The crowd goes wild as Inferno goes for the cover. The referee's arm hits the mat once...twice...but Davis kicks out before it lands a third time.
GM: Yes! Go champ go!
BS: My my. Aren't we biased.
GM: So I'm biased! Shut the hell up already.
Davis rolls out of the ring as Inferno complains about the referee's count. He grabs a nearby chair and climbs back in the ring with it. Inferno turns around and Davis throws the chair at him. Inferno catches it and Davis slams it into his face with a spinning crescent kick. The champion agains ascends the top rope as Inferno gets to his feet. He leaps off for a hurricanrana but Inferno holds his ground and power bombs Davis into the turnbuckle.
BS: That's the Inferno Drop!
GM: Nooooo! This can't be happening!
The crowd pops huge as Inferno drags Davis to the middle of the ring and goes for the pin while hooking the leg. The crowd counts along...one...two...three!
BS: Inferno has captured the Cruiserweight championship!
GM: I can't believe this! What went wrong!?
BS: Well I'd say that Inferno Drop power bomb into the turnbuckle was part of it.
GM: Whatever! Davis will have his revenge!
BS: Folks before we go to our next match I want to read to you our tour schedule after Domination II. Still not named, but will be soon, this is where we'll be. We'll be going to Bozemon, Montana at the Brick Breeden Fieldhouse for Heatwave. After that it'll be Des Moines, Iowa at the Veterans Memorial Arena for Shockwave. From there it's off to Lincoln, Nebraska at the Pershing Auditorium and then the big one, the Pay Per View, will be in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma at the Myriad Arena. How about that Gary?
GM: Me thinks the EWI is getting cheap for this tour.
BS: Up next we have a semi-final match in the tournament for the new EWI Federation Title. "The Steel City Icon" John Miller will be facing the ever mysterious Mr Wrestling 2000.
GM: Yeah, just who IS that guy? I'm willing to bet that it's David Arquette.
BS: That's about the stupidest idea I've ever heard, Gary.
GM: (sighs) Yeah, you're right. It was pretty out there.
BS: Let's go to the ring.
MW2K comes to the ring first to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Miller comes out next to massive heel heat from the crowd. In his hand as he comes down, is a steel chair.
BS: What's he doing? This isn't an extreme match up.
GM: Insurance, Bretley. Insurance.
The referee tries to confront Miller and get him to drop the chair. As Miller and the ref argue, Mr Wrestling 2000 awaits patiently in the ring. The ref and Miller continue to argue and Miller finally gives in a leans the chair on the ringside steps. Little does he know that MW2K has slipped in behind him and hits a belly to back suplex on him right off the bat. The ref calls for the bell, officially starting the match. Miller recovers and darts to his feet with a clothesline, taking MW2K down. Miller picks MW2K up and rolls him into the ring. Miller follows suit but is met with a waiting MW2K who nails him with a standing dropkick. Miller gets up and is quickly whipped into the ropes. He comes off and MW2K takes him to the mat with a powerslam. MW2K pulls Miller up by the hair and attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Miller reverses it and short arm clotheslines the masked man, nearly decapitating him. Miller pulls MW2K up and begins to pummel him with hard rights. Miller works him into the corner with the punches. He then begins stoming him into the ground, working MW2K down. Miller backs up and and runs towards MW2K and baseball slides, but MW2K moves out of the way and Miller crotches on the turnbuckle.
GM: Oh man. Doesn't look like we'll have any little Icons running around the Steel City does it?
BS: And that's a bad thing?
Miller writhes in pain and WM2K pulls him up and kicks him in the gut. He follows the move up with a DDT. MW2K pulls him up and takes him back down with a belly to belly suplex. MW2K hooks his knees behind Miller's and slingshots him into the ropes. Miller bounces off and MW2K catches him in a full nelson and turns it into a suplex. MW2K pulls him up and whips him into the ropes and waits for him but Miller catches onto the ropes. He runs towards MW2K and kicks him in the face. He then whips MW2K into the turnbuckle and goes for the spash but MW2K moves and Miller knocks the referee into the turnbuckle.
GM: He really doesn't like that guy.
He turns around to be met with a gut wrench suplex. Miller bounds up quickly and clotheslines MW2K over the ropes and to the outside. Miller jumps on the top turnbuckle and drives a diving elbow drop on the falled MW2K on the concrete.
BS: Oh my god! Mr Wrestling 2000 has got to be broken in half!
Miller gets up slowly and pulls MW2K up and whips him into the announce table.
BS: Hey, watch it!
GM: Shut up ya pansie.
Knowing that the ref is down, Miller picks up the chair that he had left at ringside earlier, and walks over to MW2K. When MW2K staggers to his feet, Miller wallops him in the side of the head with the chair. Miller waits on MW2K to get up again and once again, nails him with the chair. This time, Mr Wrestling 2K isn't getting up. Miller picks him up and rolls him into the ring where MW2K lays lifeless. Miller ascends the turnbuckle and brings a guillotine leg drop onto the throat of MW2K. Miller with the cover, but the ref is still down. Miller, obviously pissed, angrily gets up and grabs the chair. He hits MW2K in the chest once before dropping the chair in the ring. He slides the chair under the head of MW2K and brings a knee down towards MW2K who moves out of the way at the last time, leaving Miller's knee to crash into the chair. MW2K groggily gets to his feet as Miller attempts to walk on his injured knee. He turns around just in time to be met with a desperation clotheline from MW2K. MW2K follows it up with a textbook DDT onto the steel chair that is still laying in the ring. MW2K with the cover, but the ref is still out of it.
GM: C'mon ref! Wake up!
Miller gets up to his feet and MW2K picks up the chair, looks at it, and then tosses it away.
GM: What the?
BS: Apparently Mr Wrestling 2000 is more in touch with the "wrestling" aspect of the sport.
MW2K walks over and helps the ref to his feet, but is blindsided with a dropkick to the head from Miller immediately followed by a Cobra Clutch Suplex. Miller with the pin. One, two-- kickout! Miller pulls MW2K up and takes him back down to the mat with a snap powerbomb. Miller pulls him up and sets him up into a powerbomb. Miller lifts him and turns the powerbomb into a spear.
BS: Iron Curtain! Iron Curtain! This one's OVER! One, two--- NO!!!
GM: How did he kick out of THAT?!
Miller is definitely pissed by this point. He pulls MW2K up and begins pummeling him with fists. Pin by Miller, one two-- reversed by MW2K! The ref counts-- one, two thr-- kickout! Both men get up and lock up, but MW2K gains the advantage and delivers a fishermen's suplex on Miller with a pin. One, two-- kickout!
GM: Are either of these guys ever gonna stay down. I've gotta pee.
BS: That's... nice, Gary.
The two men trade punches back and forth, with Miller gaining the advantage. He whips MW2K into the turnbuckle and follows with a kick to the gut. He then sideslams MW2K and instead of pinning, pulls him back up. Miller sets MW2K up for a powerbomb.
BS: Could this be the Iron Curtain again?
Miller lifts him but MW2K reverses it into a mat slam. He pulls Miller back up and delivers a piledriver on Miller. MW2K with a german suplex into a bridge pin. The ref counts. One, two, three
BS: Mr Wrestling 2000 has done it! He advances to the Finals!
GM: But, how the hell is he going to be any good in that match after the beating he took in this one? I don't see how he can stand a chance.
BS: Mr Wrestling 2K advances after a hellacious match against the Steel City Icon here in Los Angeles.
BS: Well Mr. Wrestling 2K moves on, but who's he is going ot face is about to unfold for our next match will give that very person as 'Triple X' Cole Steele takes on 'Mr. Main Event' Rob Sampson!
GM: Oh yeah this one has been hyped for awhile and I'm looking forward to this!
BS: This one should be a good one folks. Rob Sampson seems fully recovered from his ankle injury and this would be a huge career boost for the Pittsburg strong man Cole Steele.
GM: Both men seem in great shape, and well they should be.... this match alone could main event almost any card in the country, but for the winner of this one it’s only half a nights work. Looks like we’re about ready to get started.
BS: Noticeably absent from this match are any outside representation, Steele has seldom traveled without his man Ice, gotta wonder if there’s trouble in parad-ICE for those two...get it paradise...Ice?
GM: Yea Brett, what there is of it I get and also no sign of Sampson’s right hand men.... oh I spoke to soon there they are coming ringside the Night Cripplers.
BS: And look Sampson is encouraging the crowd to give them a standing ovation.
GM: Steele doesn’t seem to be cheering and here we go Cole Steele catches Sampson with his back to him and delivers a drop kick right to Sampson’s injured ankle. He follows in and delivers several kicks to the midsection.
BS: That’s a good strategy for Steele, anything you can do to throw a veteran of the ring wars like Sampson off early in a match is always a good strategy. Steele brings him to his feet and sends Sampson into the ropes, and a running Lariat but Sampson ducks under comes back off the ropes....
GM: Gord Buster...GORD BUSTER Cole Steele had him scouted perfect. Picks Sampson back up Leg Sweep DDT by Steele and the Cover 1...2 kickout.
BS: It’s all Steele early on, you have to wonder if Sampson was honest about just how bad that ankle is bothering him. The Night Cripplers are shouting directions to Sampson but Steele goes back on the offensive.... scoops him up and Hiiiiigh vertical suplex, Steele is hamming it up, is that a terrible towel he’s pulled from his shorts and began to wave??
GM: It is but there’s no time for that.....Sampson is back to his feet, Steele doesn’t realize it, Sampson grabs him... T-bone suplex....
BS: I believe Rob calls that one the Exploder DDT and you have to say he made that terrible towel explode in Steele’s face. Sampson brings him to his feet, Big chop, and another... Sampson with the Irish whip and a hangman’s neck breaker. Sampson finally seems to have things going his way.
GM: Wrestling with the same confidence whether he’s been wrestling under world famous promoter Bob Morris or right here in the EWI.... Sampson never leaves his fans unsatisfied. Sampson brings Steele back to his feet and sets him for the uranage.
BS: Steele counters with a small package...pins his shoulders 1....2... kickout.....2 near misses for Steele and Sampson did not like that, he tears into him landing a viscious corkscrew kneedrop. Steele’s been busted he’s got a deep gash over his right eye and Sampson likes it.
GM: He sure does Brett, look at that smile.... sets Steele sends him into the ropes and Belly to Belly suplex... Steele is stunned.
BS: Sampson taking this time to high five the Night Cripplers, as Steele gets to his feet. Sampson runs in, Samoan Bulldog..... Sampson showing you why they call him Mr. Main Event. He’s really got Steele rattled.
GM: Sampson taking time once again to visit with the Night Cripplers, and speaking of visiting we’ve been joined at the table by Mr Wrestling 2k. Come down to scout possible opponents MW2k?
MW2k: No Garret, I was in the back listening to you and Sanders miss every call and decided to lend a hand.
BS: Sampson back on the offensive, he sets Steele up, leeping spinning reverse kick, but Steele blocks it.
MW2k: Really sloppy execution there by Sampson if he’d had a real opponent that coulda easily resulted in him being pinned.
GM: Reverse leg sweep by Steele, where is he finding this energy so deep in the match.
BS: Yea, Garret, Steele is showing us how he made it to the semis, what heart this guy has. Steele picks Sampson up Leg Sweep DDT, right back on the offensive and he executes a tornado DDT.
MW2k: How many DDT’s is Mr. Preliminary Event gonna take before he counters one.
GM: Sampson staggers back to his feet, only to be met by a Hurricanrana..... Steele pulls him up by the hair, running power bomb, that could be it 1....2 ....3 no Sampson drapes his foot over the rope at two and seven eighths.
MW2k: Your stop watch has eighths on it???? I gotta get me one of those.
GM: What a veteran move by Sampson getting that foot on the ropes.
MW2k: See now I woulda thought a veteran woulda ducked.
BS: Steele Irish whips him into the ropes, SUPERKICK , what a superkick Sampson could be out.
MW2k: They teach you to duck that like in wrestling kidergarten don’t they.... these two guys are an embarasement.
BS: Steele is setting him up for the Whiplash, it could be all over.
GM: Look on the ramp, It’s Ice he’s bloodied and staggering towards the ring. OH, CROWBAR shot from Darkness from behind. Ice is down, Darkness has dropped Ice with a viscious crowbar shot.
BS: Something has got to be done about this mad man.... we cannot allow this to happen in EWI.
MW2k: Speaking of not letting it happen, Darkness has caused Steele to drop Sampson. Now that’s a mistake you can’t let a man like Sapson up no matter what’s happening to your butler.
GM: That’s his Body Guard, not his butler.
MW2k: Whatever, looks like he oughta guard his own body to me. (Steele wonders towards Darkness as Darkness takes the microphone.)
DARKNESS: NOW THE CLEANSING BEGINS. ( he exits the stage)
MW2k: Does that mean he’s finally going to bathe.
GM: I know Steele has Ice’s health on his mind, but he’s made a terrible mistake, Sampson is back on his feet and sneaking up behind Steele. Sampson with a perfectly executed hangman’s neckbreaker.
MW2k: Perfect?? More like adequate.
BS: Follows it up with a head and shoulders suplex....
MW2k: From the looks of those flakes he could use some head and shoulders.
BS: Would you give it a rest we’re trying to call this match.
GM: Sampson sends him into the ropes..... SHOWSTOPPER..... what a kick and Sampson applies the Glass Ceiling.
BS: Mr. Main Event has Steele locked into his version of the elevated crab, he’s finished a lot of tough wrestlers with that one.
GM: Here comes the Vital Idols with Melissa, what are they doing here. Melissa is talking with the Night Cripplers...
MW2k: Look at that slut rubbing on them, and what’s with these two Rock Star wanna be’s anyway.... stuff like that is exactly why SSN wants to clean up EWI
GM Sky Suicide is on the apron, what’s going on here... the ref is trying to push him off. OH outta no where, the Turn On with the Death Valley Driver on Sampson, and he hits him with the Turn On Elbow. Sampson is out.
BS: The Night Cripplers have just realized what’s going on, There going at it with the Idols, we have a brawl The referee is trying to break them up.
MW2k: Those two lightweights aren’t costing me my match with Sampson.
GM: Sit Down... where are you
BS: Mr. Wrestling 2k has entered the ring, Steele is staggering to his feet, MW2k kicks him in the stomach, then a spike piledriver..... I haven’t seen that move since, wait do you think MW2k is....
GM: Hold that thought Brett, Wrestling 2k has rolled Sampson on top of Steele and left the ring.
BS: The Night Cripplers have seen what’s happeneing and stopped fighting so the ref can get back to action. The referee turns and sees the cover 1.....2....3..... Sampson has advanced in a wild finish.
GM: Wrestling 2k saw his Sampson match getting away and would have no part of it. The night Cripplers are in helping Sampson up.... He’s going to the finals.
BS: Steele is just coming to and he’s not happy. He’s trying to explain to the ref.
GM: well he better explain in a hurry, because he’s got company.
BS: Ricky Payne from behind with the chair, Steele is down. Payne is standing over him laughing hysterically..... tough night for Steele after it looked like he may have been going to pull off the win.
("Keep Away From Me" by GodSmack hits the Arrowhead Pond in Anahiem, CA.)
BS: What's going on here?
GM: I think we're about to find out.
(The sold out crowd look to the way of the ring entrance and see nothing. A erie hush fills the arena as the 2 confused announcers look at each other.)
GM: What the HELL is going on here?
BS: Is this some sort of sick JOKE?
(Suddenly a HUGE POP roars through the arena catching the 2 announcers off guard. As the two look at their monitors, they see Austin Canon playing to the crowd.)
GM: Who the hell is that?
BS: You know damn well who that is.
(As Canon hits the ring with mic in hand, a fireworks show erupts through the arena.)
Canon: ANAHIEM, CA Austin Canon has arrived!
(The crowd explodes with cheers again and an "Austin, Austin" chant rips through the arena.)
GM: Who the hell is this guy.
BS: Don't play stupid. You know full well who this kid is.
Canon: EWI, in case you haven't heard, Austin Canon is in your mist. I have signed a nice, long term contract with this company and in a matter of months, you will know full well what these people already know. THAT I AM THE FUTURE of this sport and the soon to be MAIN EVENT of this COMPANY.
(Another huge pop goes off in the crowd.)
Canon: As many of you know TCW closed down. Well EWI wasted no time in signing me. When you hold victories over some of the greatest men in this business, men like KEVIN POWERS, Eli Flair, Alex Strider, Marcus Gratton and John J Battles. People begin to take notice.
When TCW closed, my phone rang off the hook. This company and that company wanted me, but the EWI got me.
So to all the guys in the back wondering who the hell I am. Allow me to show you who I am. I don't expect anything special. I will earn my way up to MAIN EVENT status by doing what I do best. Kicking some major ASS.
("Keep Away From Me" cues back up and the crowd goes nuts. Canon plays a little more to them and then heads back to the dressing rooms.)
(In the backstage area, Ripper Robertson and Cole Steele are walking down the hallway.)
Robertson: Listen, Ash is in a real tough spot. Practically fighting 3 men out there. If he gets in trouble, go out and help him out.
Steele: Huh? Ok, That's cool. HOA is in this together.
(Ripper continues to walk as Cole stops and grabs a steel chair.)
Steele: (to self) He wants help? I'll give him some help.
BS: What was that all about?
GM: What? It's a HoA thing. They stick together ya know.
BS: Yes, I know, Well let's get up to the ring.
Sky Suicide starts out for the Vital Idols as Malign starts out for the team of Ash and Malign. Malign tries for a tie up, but the smaller Sky Suicide uses his speed to his advantage, hitting Malign with stinging rights and lefts and moving before Malign has a chance to grab him. Sky Suicide shoots off the far ropes and comes of with a body press, but Malign catches him and delivers a fall away slam, throwing Sky Suicide out of the ring. Tony Sajec charges in and clips Malign knee, as Malign goes down to one knee. Ash rushes in and catches Tony Sajec with a clothesline as soon as he turns around. SKy Suicide is up on the top turnbuckle and flys off hitting Ash with a Missle Drop Kick. Ash goes down hard as Tony Sajec makes the cover. One...Two...Malign makes the save. Malign pulls Tony Sajec to the corner and uses a boot to choke Turn On. Sky Suicide catches Malign with a low blow and Malign doubles over in pain.
BS: Can we get one of these two out of the ring please?
GM: Hey, This is a No DQ match. They can bring out the Might Ducks and it'll be legal.
BS: The Mighty Ducks would just take a beating.
GM: That's nothing their not use to.
Ash rushes to the aid of his partner, but is caught with a thumb to the eye by Tony Sajec. Ash is temporally blinded and Sky Suicide catches him with a School boy. One...Two...Kick Out. Tony Sajec stomps on Malign's chest a few times and then charges Ash as he gets his feet and hits lariat that sends Ash reeling. Sky Suicide with a side russian leg sweep and another cover. One..Two...Malign kicks Sky in the back of the head. Tony comes after Malign, but Malign grabs him by the throat and tosses him clear out of the ring. Ash looks up at his partner and then pushes him to the side as Sky Suicide tried to hit him with a chair, but got nothing but air. Ash kicks Sky Suicide in the gut and Sky drops the chair. Ash picks it up and smashes Sky in the head with the chair. Ash goes for the pin, but Tony Sajec makes the save.
BS: Ash and Malign have faired pretty well as a team.
GM: Put down the crack pipe will ya.
BS: What?
Tony Sajec applies a inside cradle and gets a two count before Ash kicks out, Sky Suicide with a backroll up and Ash kicks out at two. Ash rolls out of the bottom rope and grabs the TV Title and starts walking up the ramp way. Malign stalks up behind Tony Sajec, but Sky Suicide finds that chair and brings it crashing down on Malign's skull. Ash just stands up the ramp as Malign falls between the second and third rope onto the floor. Tony Sajec grabs the announcers bell and slams it across the head of Malign. Sky Suicide slides out of the ring with the chair as Tony slides back in. Sky Suicide lays the chair to Malign, who is sprawled out on the floor. Tony Sajec climbs up on the turnbuckle and flys off, twisting in mid air and hitting the Turn On Elbow Drop on Malign. Ash just sits back and watches, when suddenly huge explosions of pyro go off at the entrance ramp as the opening notes to "Surfacing" by Slipknot play over the arena sound system. Then, a single red spotlight shines on the entrance ramp. The word "SHIVERS" appears on the ExtremeScreen.
BS: Who is this?
GM: Shivers. Can't you read?
BS: But who the hell is Shivers?!?
A large man steps out onto the entrance ramp as the Vital Idols look up from Malign and stare at the man. The man's hair is spiked and black and a half mask covers his face, only one eye being seen and with a zipper over his mouth. He's dressed in black leather pants covered in zippers and a tight black shirt with holes in it. He walks slowly but with a purpose towards the Vital Idols. Malign, who is beginning to lose consciousness, stares at the man the whole time without removing his eyes from Shivers. Sky Suicide lunges at Shivers, but he is only blocked and met with a kick to the gut and a DDT on the cold hard floor. Tony Sajec attempts to Irish whip Shivers into the guardrails but Shivers is not phased and pulls Sajec into his grip and nails him with a huge chokeslam onto the concrete floor.
BS: Oh my God! Whoever this man is, he's dangerous!
Shivers begins to help Malign up and rolls him into the ring. He pulls Malign to his feet. Suddenly Cole Steele steps out, carrying a steel chair. Ash goes over and whispers something in Cole's ear. Cole nods as they both walk to the ring.
BS: What is Cole Steele doing out here?
GM: He's helping Ash. Duh. Where you been for the last few months?
Ash and Cole slide under the bottom rope. Ash takes a step towards Shivers as Cole cocks back the steel chair. Cole swings and cracks Ash in the back of the head, sending Ash stumbling into Shivers.
BS: What the?
GM: It was an accident.
BS: A What? He meant to hit Ash.
GM: No, He's a role model, He'd never do anything like that.
Cole throws the chair down as Shivers turns around and grabs a groggy Ash by the throat and then whips him into the turnbuckle and follows it up with a splash. Ash stumbles out of the corner and Shivers picks him up to the top turnbuckle and brings him back down to the canvas with a sit-out powerbomb from the top turnbuckle. At the moment that Ash impacts the ring another explosion erupts on the entrance ramp and the words "The Fear Effect" appear on the ExtremeScreen. Ash is laid out cold in the middle of the ring when Shivers takes Malign and places him over the body of Ash as the ref makes the count. One, two, three.
BS: And we have a new TV Champion! Malign has done it with help from a man named Shivers and Cole Steele! Who is this man and why did he help Malign?!? What is going on is Cole Steele's mind?
GM: I'm telling you, it was an accident. Now this Shivers guy? I don't know, Looks like Malign might have found his friend.
BS: Well he might have found his friend, but I know this for sure. The Vital Idols lost a chance at the belt. Malign and Shivers got the best of Ash and Steele basically helped to screw over Ash in his own way!
GM: Maybe Ash wasn't HoA material anymore and Steele was passing a message.
BS: At any rate that question will have to be answered some other time cause right now we have something special coming up next.
GM: Oh yes we've got The Assassins taking on The Night Cripplers in a South Central Beatdown match! What the HELL is that?
BS: It's just another fancy name for an I Quit or submission match.
GM: Those headshed people. Gotta love'em.
BS: Folks let's go to the ring because this one is ready to start.