Signs in the crowd tonight: "WE LOVE YOU MOLLY!", "EIGHTEEN: WORLD CHAMPION...WORLD RULER!", "AUSTIN WILL KILL NEXUS!", "DAVID FLAIR IS MY HERO!", many "RYOKAMI SUCKS!" signs, "AMERICAN ANGELS: POWERED BY HULKAMANIA!", "FROSTI + SAVVY = SEXY BITCH!", "NOVA FEARS HURRICANE!", "GOUKI FEARS HOGAN!", "MIKEY: CHAMPION IN HEART!", and the ever popular "I'M STILL KENNY ROGERS!"

We cut to the announcer's table, where Chris Kanyon and Pamela Paulshock are sitting at the table.

Kanyon: Welcome everyone! After an amazing and bizarre All Hallows Extreme, we're picking up the slack with this edition of Riot Rulz!

Pamela: And tonight, the tournament will continue! Soon, we will finish the Qualifying matches!

Kanyon: Plus tonight...

WHEN YOU ARE SUFFERING... KNOW THAT I HAVE BETRAYED YOU...

Kanyon: ...what the hell? Oh no...

Pamela: EEP! (goes to hide under the desk)

And all the children say...

And with that, "Irresponsible Hate Anthem" by Marilyn Manson cues up, and out comes the Hell's Asylum in full force, strobe lights flashing about them in an eerie, evil show.

Kanyon: What the hell are they doing here? Where's security when you need them?

Pamela: (hiding under desk)Tell me when they're gone please?

Ryokami looks to the fans... then smirks as he heads down to the aisle, dressed in his usual attire, but with a black leather trenchcoat added.

Just to the left of Ryokami walks Leatherstitch, looking about with an eerie grins and a sexy, if not disturbing, aura about her, making her perhaps the only time when necrophilia might be considered justified.

To Ryokami's right, and a step behind, is Nexus, dressed in his sunglasses, see through shirt, leather pants, and his hair back in a ponytail. Holding on tightly to Nexus' arm is Stigmata...wearing a long black formal dress with tears here and there on it...she seems to find comfort by holding onto his arm.

And bringing up the rear come Ryokami's drones. Annette seems to slither along seductively, yet, glancing about in an animal like way. Grind makes his way with long, heavy strides, the chains he's draped in rattling. Both walk and move pretty well for corpses, due to maintenance and Grinds steel reinforced bones.

Kanyon: This is the most twisted collection of miscreants I've ever seen...but they're nothing compared to the sick mind of their leader.

Pamela: SHH! You want them to hear us Chris? Let's just keep quiet and maybe they'll leave quickly.

Ryokami climbs into the ring... then waits until Leatherstitch gets a mic, holding it to his face. "Portland, Oregon, U.S.A.!!" he addresses the crowd. "... You are all dead! ... Rejoice..." the crowd boos loudly at his proclamation. Leatherstich smiles and latches herself to Ryokami's arm, looking like she's ready to jump him right there. Nexus is grinning wickedly to the crowd and the Drones just stand there. Stigmata shudders, holding onto Nexus' arm tighter. The announcers stay quiet for now, not wanting Ryokami to snap.

"... First of all I'd like to extend my sympathies to Mrs. Debra Williams for her... accident.." Ryokami says glancing to Nexus. "... I'd like to.. if I had sympathy to extend that is. Just remember, Austin... no one is beneath my grasp. And I can hurt you in ways you cannot grasp... isn't that right, my Hellhound?"

Nexus grins. "Seems the Rattlesnake has slithered down a hole somewhere. He's afraid of me. And he doesn't seem to give a damn about Debra. But I suppose it wasn't such a total waste. I really did enjoy Little Debbie's Tasty Cakes."

Stigmata smiles softly...holding Nexus tighter.

Ryokami smirks. "Now... to the more pressing issues. All Hallows Extreme, 2002... Halloween, my birthday!! The day I said 'Tadaima... I'm back...' and proved it by snapping the neck of a virtuous maiden..." Ryokami's eyes narrowed. "... So what if I didn't win the EAW World title, plunging all you fans into the depths of despair? I had set out what I wanted to do. Send the message. And if there is any doubt left in your minds, let it be known... the Anti-Savior... hath risen again!!!!!"

"... Now... Hurricane..." Ryokami smirks as mention of the hero's name brings cheers to the fans. "... You're a comic book reader, I understand... you must enjoy reading them... well, I'd like to bring a title to which you are familiar with. 'Batman.'" Ryokami smiles. "Everyone knows Batman, right?"

The crowd cheers a bit for the mention of a comic icon.

"Well... there was one such storyline you and everyone else knows, Hurricane, and that story was entitled 'A Death In The Family.'" Ryokami smiles. "You probably know where I'm going with this, because to make a long story short, the end of that story had Batman's sidekick, Robin, die!!" He smiles devilishly. "Almost like what happened to Mighty Molly!! And... well why don't we show everyone what I'm eluding to! ROLL THE FOOTAGE!!!!"

Kanyon: Oh no...please cut the feed!

Pamela: ...I'm glad I'm hiding...

We see footage of Ryokami... behind Mighty Molly, grabbing her from behind and--

"THERE!!!" Ryokami cheers. "The snap heard around the world! I was back!!! In fact... that scene was so good... we have it in ANOTHER angle!! SHOW IT!!!!"

Kanyon: SOMEONE PLEASE CUT THE DAMN FEED!

Ryokami sits back and looks up at the Jumbotron. "You know something... there's something about snapping the neck of a beautiful woman that's so... arousing... we have ANOTHER camera angle, don't we?" Ryokami grins. "SHOW IT!!!!!!"

Kanyon: This guy is too damn sick! Why isn't anyone stopping this?

Pamela: I think the production crew is afraid to stop it!

In slow motion no less, the third angle is shown...

"This serves as a warning, Hurricane..." Ryokami says. "... You like playing the hero, be prepared to face the consequences! Because one day... I may not just snap Molly's neck... I just may rip the still beating heart out of her breast!!!!"

Leatherstitch is writhing in pleasure with a grin and Nexus is grabbing the ropes, laughing his ass off.

STAND BACK! THERE'S A HURRICANE COMING THROUGH!

Kanyon: Thank god!

The Hurricane comes out on the rampway, a mic in hand. He...actually has a smile on his face, and is shaking his head as if embarrassed.

Ryokami looks to Hurricane. "... Ahhh... as I expected." He faces the Hurricane, looking to him. "... So how IS Molly? Stiff neck? Scared of what I may do to her next?"

Hurricane just shakes his head, smiling. "Oh Ryokami...you don't realize how pathetic you are at grasping at straws like you are today." he says, smiling. "Trying to cover up your failures..."

"Failures... what failures?!" Ryokami glares. "I am back! I am here to destroy you! To destroy everything! And I WILL NOT FAIL THIS TIME!!!!"

During this, Anette and Grind slip out from the ring and stand just outside of it, cutting Hurricane off from entering it.

"Oh really now?" Hurricane says, smiling. "I don't think you can anymore, Ryokami. I think you've lost your touch. Think about it...you make this whole buildup of being the Anti-Savior...brainwashing people into killing themselves...all waiting for All Hallows Extreme. Then you make your return...attacking Molly...planning on killing her. But what happens? She lives. Your first failure." he begins, smiling. "Next, we move on to later that night...Austin battling Lesnar. Because you wanted revenge for Austin easily kicking your ass earlier that night, you send your little goon squad out to beat him up. But...I guess you didn't expect Brock Lesnar to ally himself with Austin. Speaking of which...hey Nexus, how's the neck?"

Nexus lets out a barking growl and looks like Ryokami having not given an order is the only reason he hasn't leaped into action.

Ryokami just glares at Hurricane, arms crossed.

"And then...the piece de resistance." Hurricane says, grinning. "That night...you think you have everything in your control, don't you? You think you have everything set for you to win the world title, huh? Well...let's show THIS footage!"

The Jumbotron now plays footage of Hurricane in the ring, chokeslaming Ryokami with full power, breaking the ring. Hurricane smiles. "Now...for the sake of fairness...let's show that again, from another angle!"

As if on cue, the clip is shown again, from another angle. The crowd cheers louder at this.

Hurricane is chuckling a bit. "One more time people? Well, OK!"

One last time...the infamous chokeslam is shown!

Hurricane is smiling at this.

Nexus growls and looks to Ryokami.

"... You look at it one way... I look at it my way... and from the way I look at it... I see Molly mourning your demise." Ryokami points at Hurricane. "ANETTE, GRIND, NEXUS! FLAY HIM!!!"

Hurricane grins, getting into a fighting stance, smiling.

Grind lets out a growl and retractable spines pop up from his back as he stomps forward. Anette follows, hissing and brandishing the knife blade stuck through her palm.

"Hey Ryokami...I hope you're ready for another failure...this one starting off the evening!" he says, powering up...looking to the ring.

Ryokami's eyes narrow... he then pulls out skull-like daggers from his trenchcoat as Grind and Anette converge on Hurricane, attacking with swings, Nexus diesels out of the ring and starts up the ramp as well. Hurricane easily blocks their strikes...looking to the ring, grinning widely at something he sees.

Ryokami smirks, twirling the daggers around, about to exit the ring, until he hears the fans cheering. He blinks, then turns-- receiving a boot to the gut from a certain superpowered blonde who then grabs him by the head Dan neck like a suplex and lifts him up. She then brings him back down forward onto the ropes and lets it spring him back up, like a slingshot suplex, but then while he's up, she does a spinning twist of fate type of move, combining her Springplex and the Valentine Neckbreaker. She quickly leaves as Leatherstitch realizes what happened.

In an almost bittersweet way, while Hurricane was paying attention to Molly doing her thing, Nexus had climbed up on the side of the stage, coming up behind Hurricane while he fought off the Drones, giving him a Release German Suplex.

He gets hit...but manages to get up. "Sorry, I've filled my goal tonight...you have one to fill yourself, wolf boy!" With that, he zooms up into the air, vanishing, leaving the Asylum reeling now.

Ryokami lays motionless for a moment... then begins to get up! His eyes narrowed, he staggers back and lets out an enraged scream! He then climbs out of the ring and storms up the rampway, saying something along the lines of "He will pay... pay most dearly!"

Kanyon: An amazing double-crossing by Hurricane and Mighty Molly there, and I don't think the Asylum was expecting that!

Pamela: Please keep him away from here...

Kanyon: They're leaving Pamela...

Pamela: Good...that was close!

Kanyon: Well after this break, we'll start the show with our first of 4 qualifying matches! Stay tuned!

**COMMERCIALS**

"Test" by Ministry cues up as we come back from break, as the camera scans the crowd we see various signs dedicated to playfully poking fun at the WWE Test's new gimmick (or accepting it): "I love my Testicles!" "Proud to be a Testicle!" and various other ballsy signs are present.

Capetta: The following tournament match is scheduled for one fall, with a 10-minute time limit. Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario...standing 6'7" and weighing in at 285 pounds...TEST!!

Kanyon: Welcome back to Riot Rulz, folks! And the tournament continues here as we get set to see Test against Erica Angel!

Pamela: Not only that, but FIIINALLY...the Testicles...have DESCENDED...on Portland!!

Kanyon: *sigh* Although actually, that's more highbrow than something I'd expect Stacy to come up with. You think about the Testicles a lot, Pam?

Pamela: No--it's fun to pick on Test about, though.

Test makes his way to the ring, a tad annoyed at the guilt-by-association attention, but shrugs it off.

Kanyon: Well, Test looks ready, long hair and all, and ready to take on one half of the former tag team champions.

"Bullets" by Creed begins to play...

Capetta: And his opponent...accompanied by Hulk Hogan...from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, she stands 5'10" tall and weighs in at 110 pounds. Erica Angel!!

Hulk and Erica come out to an impressive reaction, slapping hands with the ringside fans.

Pamela: You know...these two have a lot in common. Very proud of their American heritage, and both of their chests have been enhanced thanks to their pharmacists. =P

Kanyon: As opposed to a surgeon?

Pamela: So SHE says...and mine are 100% natural, Chris. And I don't really consider myself a big Testicle, but GOOOO CANADA!! *waves a miniature Canadian flag*

Kanyon: I expected as much--what about when Kirk wrestles?

Pamela: We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. =P

*ding, ding*

Erica is immediately cautious about trying to get too close to Test--she walks around him, hitting the ropes, and surprising him by diving between his legs, then leaps up on his back, twisting around and Hurracanrana'ing Test. Test sits up, and Erica hits the ropes, hitting a front diving dropkick into the face. Erica goes to hit the ropes--

Kanyon: Lionsault attempt--Test rolling out of the way! Erica eats the canvas. Test pulling her up, scooped and dropped across the top rope!

Pamela: Shades of his illegitimate daddy Kevin Nash! =P Maybe he'll bust out the big elbow like his mother, HBK.

Kanyon: Now, Pam...

Test grabs the legs, hooking his hands underneath her waist, and lifting her off the ropes to drop her face first onto the mat. Setting her up in the corner, and drives his knees into her gut. He then suplexes her onto the turnbuckle, and climbs up top, hitting a superplex. Cover gets a one. Pick up, and Test nails her with elbows and knee lifts, hooking her in a full nelson.

Kanyon: Hoisted up, and a Full Nelson SLAM by Test!! Hogan trying to rally the crowd in Erica's favor. Test picking her up by the hair--hard elbow shot by Erica on the recovery--Test setting her up for a powerbomb--gut wrench coming up--Erica getting loose! Reverse DDT set up--SNAPMARES ERICA OV--lands on her feet, spinning kick to the midsection--knee lift--Erica off the ropes, and hitting a spinning heel kick as Test gets up! Springing up to the top rope--MISSILE DROPKICK on target as Test recovers! Back out onto the apron, springboard, into a somersault leg drop! Cover by Erica!

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Pamela: COME ON, ANDREW!! GETWITITNOW!

Erica rests Test on the middle rope, and springs up to the top turnbuckle, hitting a scissors kick off it and landing on the apron. Erica pulls him through the ropes down to the floor, and picks him up, and flinging him into the steel steps.

Erica gets up on the apron, and takes a running dive off--but is caught by a quickly recovering Test. He swings her around, ramming her spine into the ring post! He then slams her onto the apron.

Kanyon: Erica may be in some serious trouble after THAT...Test yanking her off the apron onto the floor, dropping elbows into the lower back. Picking her up, and a SIDE BACKBREAKER by Test!

Pamela: Thattaway to do it, Test! Break her in half! Muhahhaha. >=)

Test rolls her into the ring, and holds her in a chinlock as he hammers on the back. Erica wriggles free, sliding between his legs, and dropkicking them out from under him. Grabbing the ankles, she drives his knees into the mat. She pulls him back up, Dragon Screw...goes for another and succeeds. A third one is stopped by a version of an Enzui Giri, but Erica rolls towards the ropes. Test grabs her ankle but she holds on to the top rope. He yanks her from it, picking her up overhead--but she lands behind--hits the nearby ropes, and catches Test...

Kanyon: NAILS A SWINGING DDT, putting Test down to the mat! Cover by Erica...

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Pamela: Erica quickly back up. She's had a hard time weakening Test, but now having some success--Test up--diving chop block sends him back down to the mat! Tying his ankles up in the ropes, now out to outside--Springboard Senton!! Rolling back up--springing off the ropes with a Lionsault!!

Kanyon: But can't cover with Test's feet in the ropes...going to release them--Test shoving her through the ropes!!

Pamela: Careful touching her there, Andrew. :P

Erica grabs the middle rope to hang on, and pulls herself onto the apron, but Test is up quickly and sets her up for a suplex--hanging her out to dry over the top rope. Test them double underhooks her, holding her up and suplexing her off the ropes onto the mat. He picks her up, holding her up high overhead, and front powerslams her directly in the center of the ring. Erica holds her back, Test hooks the leg...

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--gets the shoulder up.

Erica is pulled back up to her feet--Test hoists her up over his shoulder--whips her into the ropes, and boosts her up--she catches him with a hurricanrana, and takes him over, then punching at him as she pins him onto the mat. Test shoves her off after two, and both of them get up at about the same time. Test slugging away, and sends her into the ropes--big boot ducked, she hits the other ropes, and hits a flying clothesline on Test! She dumps him out to the outside, and climbs the top rope. As Test gets up, she leaps off and hits an axe-handle to the back. She stomps away at the knee further, and picks him up and delivers a neckbreaker. Another pick up, and she gets up on the apron, attempting a Tornado DDT, but Test counters into an Atomic Drop! He then drops her onto the guardrail, grabbing the steel steps knocked loose earlier, as well as preparing a steel chair--he wails away on her back, and sets the chair down, setting her up for a powerbomb. Erica with right hands in desperation, and biting the forehead! Test lets go, and Erica grabs the chair, ramming it into the back of the leg as he gets back up. She asks Hulk to put the stair in the ring, which he obliges...

Erica rolls Test into the ring, although it takes a lot of effort. She does a 39 Fire Spin with him, and goes for a leg lace. Test appears to be ready to tap out, but makes it to the ropes in time. Erica sets him up for an Emerald Fusion, but he tosses her up, then sends her into the ropes, hitting a tilt a whirl sidewalk slam!!

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Test gets the chair, and waits for Erica to get to her feet--goes for the big boot with the chair, and Erica attempts to block it with her arms, but eats some of the impact anyway. Test drops the stairs on top of her, and covers for another NEAR fall.

Test rams Erica's head into the steps, then picks her up as he climbs them, attempted a powerbomb from the top of them for extra height!! Hurricanrana attempt, but Test blocks, but Erica is close enough to the chair to grab it, nailing a chairshot on Test with his head still between her legs. Test falls dazed to the mat, and Erica backs away...setting up the stairs....runs up them and leaps off, using a chair-assisted Hammer of Justice on Test!! She hooks the leg--

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*ding, ding*

Pamela: DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN!!! >_<

Capetta: The winner of this tournament match...by pinfall...ERICA ANGEL!!

Kanyon: A hard-fought victory for Erica!! And at least one of the Angels advance to the next leg of the tournament--we'll find out later tonight if Kirk can match the feat of his sister.

Pamela: Right...although wouldn't have hurt to have another Canadian in the running...

Kanyon: Don't worry, we have X and Bret Hart still in the running...

Pamela: Good point...

Kanyon: Stay tuned for more Riot Rulz after these messages!!

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

"Gonna Fly Now" cues up as we come back from break...

Capetta: The following match is part of the EAW Title Shot tournament, and also is scheduled for one fall with a ten minute time limit. Introducing first...Hogan comes out first, in jeans, boots, and both a T-shirt and bandana supporting the American Angles. He then motions to the entryway, where Kirk Angel comes out.

Capetta: ...accompanied by Hulk Hogan...from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...standing 6'2" and weighing in at 220 pounds: KIIIRK ANGEL!!

Kanyon: Welcome back to Riot Rulz, everyone...another tournament match, this time with Kirk Angel against Chaynz. And with these matches being under ECW rules, I think that maybe Kirk will be at a disadvantage here...

Pamela: I still have lingering fandom for Kirk...although he can be rather annoying I think. And...Chaynz kinda has that bad boy appeal going for him.

Kanyon: So, you undecided on this one?

Pamela: No--I'll tell you my pick...it's a tricky decision here.

Kanyon: Okay then...make up your mind...

Kirk comes out, holding up his hands as his fireworks go off, and he and Hogan then walk down to the ring together...

As Gonna Fly Now fades out, "Break Stuff" by Limp Bizkit begins to cue up...

Pamela: Gah...overused theme...overplayed--and LIMP BIZKIT SUCKS! >_< Chaynz just lost style points with me.

Kanyon: Well, a very MINOR part of your decision-making process, I hope...

Capetta: And his opponent...currently residing in Venice Beach, California...standing 6'3" and weighing 235 pounds...Chaynz!!

Kanyon: Chaynz making his way to the ring...and while he's certainly got the skills, he's more apt at out-and-out violent brawling then the refined wrestling skills of Kirk Angel.

Pamela: Well, let's who can make the other participate in his kind of match, and we shall see.

Kanyon: Right, Pammy P--both of them in the ring now, and here we go...

*ding, ding*

Chaynz begins the match the aggressor, nailing Kirk with right hands, sending him into the ropes, and clotheslining him to the canvas. He whips Kirk into the corner, and charges in, but Kirk blocks with a back elbow. Elbows to the back of the head, then a fireman's carry takeover. Chaynz bails from the ring, taunting Kirk, who follows him out. Chaynz rushes him, but Kirk stops him with a knee, and arm drags Chaynz, locking on an armbar. Chaynz punches his way out of it with his left, and rams Kirk's head into the steel steps. He grabs the ring bell, and lays Kirk out with it, then attempts to slam him through the timekeepers table--Kirk frees himself from his grasp, then backdrops Chaynz onto and through it.

Kanyon: Well...following this match is going to be a BIT harder without the timekeeper's table, but it hasn't stopped these two from mixing it up.

Pamela: Does it count when a wrestler rings the bell with the other's head?

Kanyon: No...=P

Pamela: Okay--oh, and Kirk is my pick. =)

Kirk picks up Chaynz, who escapes a neckbreaker attempt by Kirk, Kirk kicks him in the midsection, and rams his head into the nearby ring post. He hammers on the back, but Chaynz kicks him between the legs--

Pamela: OOOOH--HEY!! NO FAIR!

Kanyon: It IS legal in this match, Pam. And Kirk whipped HARD into the guardrail!! Grabbing a piece of the time keepers table--RIGHT OVER TOP OF KIRK'S HEAD!! And now stacking it in one place--front face lock--Kirk up, and DRIVES HIM DOWN onto it with a Brainbuster!!

Pamela: Er...like I said, Chaynz is my pick to win.

Chaynz pulls a cinderblock out from under the ring, driving it into the midsection of Kirk. Sets up for a DDT, but Kirk picks him up and crotches him on the safety railing. Kirk then climbs up on top of the announcer's table, and jumps off it, clotheslining Chaynz into the crowd. Kirk goes over the guardrail, but Chaynz is ready for him, and back body drops him onto a ringside seat. Chaynz then hoists him overhead, and tosses him into the ringside area. He climbs the guardrail, preparing to dive off, but Kirk counters with a right hand into the midsection.

Kirk grabs the cinderblock, and drives it into his knees. As Chaynz covers up, he nails a nasty shot into the kidneys. He whips him towards the stairs, but Chaynz reverses, and Kirk hits them.

Chaynz runs in, hitting a diving chairshot that knocks Kirk for a loop, but he's beginning to slow down from the shots to the leg. He then front suplexes him onto the steps, but is straining his back some.

Kirk takes advantage with right hands, but Chaynz hits a knee lift, hurting the ribs that were injured a bit from the steps. The two brawl with each other, until Chaynz slams his head into the apron, and rolls him into the ring. He grabs the cinderblock, and slides it and makes a cover.

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Pamela: Whose game do you think who is making the other play, Chris?

Kanyon: It seems both of them are adapting to the situation. Kirk picked up, and whipped into the ropes--Chaynz hits his--GORE!! GORE!! GORE!!

Pamela: ? You're doing it now?

Kanyon: Damnit...Heyman's been getting to me. =P Kirk's ribs further damaged, and Chaynz now with a double under--elbow shot--double leg takedown!! Kirk with a comeback!! Chaynz getting up--set up, and a snap suplex by Kirk. Whipping him into the corner--hits it chest first--charging it--and SHOULDER TACKLE into the lower back!! Pulling him up by the left leg he was working on--Dragon Screw leg whip!! Pairs of elbows into that knee. Cover...

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Pamela: Eh...I'll go with my original pick, Kirk.

Kanyon: Okay, Pam...MAKE UP YOUR MIND!

Pamela: Okay, I THINK I just did...

Kirk asks for Hogan give him a steel chair, which he does, sliding it into the ring and talking momentarily with Kirk. He gets ready to attack the knee again, but Chaynz pulls himself up, and kicks Kirk in the stomach, then grabs the chair from him. He winds up and wallops Kirk with it, and brings it down across the ribs. Tossing it aside, he pulls up Kirk, straining himself somewhat, and hits a side rib-breaker on him. He then picks up Angel in the dragon sleeper position, dropping the neck down across his right knee. He picks up Kirk, and after setting him up in the corner, grabs the chair, and puts it across his shoulder as he spears Kirk into the corner. Kirk staggers out of it, clutching his ribs, and Chaynz locks his arms around Kirk--prepares for a suplex--but Kirk blocks!! Headbutt by Kirk, and a side suplex of his own!! Chaynz is up, and Kirk sends him into the ropes--catches him, and tosses him with an overhead belly to belly suplex....

Kanyon: ONTO THE CINDERBLOCK!!!

Pamela: Ouch...okay, DEFINITELY Kirk now...

Kanyon: Kirk climbing over there for the pin...

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Pamela: Amazing!! Hmm...maybe--um...this is hard! ;_;

Kirk and Chaynz are both slow to get up--especially Chaynz, whose lower back landed on that cinderblock. Kirk turns towards his corner, and Hogan dispenses advice to him again.

Kanyon: Both of these guys on their last legs it seems...Chaynz grabbing that steel chair--Kurt ducks the chairshot--kick to the stomach from Chaynz--NOW across the back!! And seating the chair...Kirk set up, and a FRONT RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP stomach-first onto the chair!!

Pamela: Yowtch!! You know what, I think Chay--

Kanyon: Enough flip-flopping, Pam--you had plenty of time to make up your mind. I don't know who'll win, but it'll be damn close. And now Chaynz setting up Kirk on the top rope...he's going for a superplex through the chair!! Wait--Kirk with headbutts, and clawing at the face of Chaynz--desperate times call for desperate measure--Chaynz goes for a shot to the gut--they jockey for posit--and--

Pamela: HE'S GOT IT!! HE'S GOT IT!! OFF THE TOP ROPE AND--OLYMPIC SLAM ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!

Kanyon: Kirk laying back...

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*ding, ding*

"Gonna Fly Now" cues up again.

Capetta: The winner of this match...by pinfall..KIRK ANGEL!!

Kanyon: A sloppy cover from a battered and bruised Angel, but it was enough to insure the victory after than Olympic Slam from the top turnbuckle!!

Pamela: And you know what...I PICKED THE CORRECT WINNER!! YEEEEEEEEES!!

Kanyon: You picked BOTH of them.

Pamela: My original pick was Kirk, so na-na-na-na-na!

Kanyon: Whatever...Kirk helping up Chaynz, and...

Pamela: HE OLYMPIC SLAMS HIM AGAIN!!--er, or not.

Kanyon: And a handshake between opponents.

Pamela: I'm disappointed in Kirk--where's my barf bag?

Kanyon: Heheh...well, the night isn't quite over, so come back after this break, there's more action to come!

**COMMERCIALS**

"Conflict" by Disturbed cues up over the speakers, and the crowd's reaction turns negative as the next combatant and his manager makes his way out.

Capetta: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is an Extreme Rules match for the EAW Triple Crown Championship! Making his way to the ring, being accompanied by his manager Crysta Sparks, from Silicon Valley, standing 5'10" tall and weighing in tonight at 220 pounds, NOVA!

Kanyon: And we're moments away from this Triple Crown title match…Nova said if he won the belt he would be defending it under Extreme Rules all of the time.

Pamela: Which I think is a good move. That way we don't have people like you complaining when someone costs someone the match.

Kanyon: What I'm more concerned about is the gauntlet he has. Even if this is an extreme match I don't think it will be allowed.

Pamela: Well Oseiko hasn't said anything about it yet, so I guess she doesn't mind it. She knows she'll heal.

Kanyon: I still feel it's wrong…but Nova in the ring now with that gauntlet on his hand…and Crysta looks confident…

Pamela: As well she should. A manager should always be confident that his or her charge will win.

Kanyon: But it's not gonna be easy, considering who his opponent is.

"It's Love" starts to play, and the crowd does a complete 180 in their reaction for the champion.

Capetta: And his opponent, from Hokkaido, Japan, standing 5'7" tall and weighing in at 117 pounds, she is the EAW Triple Crown Champion…OSEIKO!

Kanyon: Oseiko has her work cut out for her in this match. But if anyone can rise to the occasion in this type of match, it's Oseiko.

Pamela: I will give the little demon girl her due…she is a tough fighter and a pretty good EAW Triple Crown Champion. But that won't help her against the InNOVAtor.

Kanyon: We shall soon see…because this match is now underway!

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Extreme Rules Match

CHAMPIONSHIP
Nova vs. Oseiko (c)

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Kanyon: Neither does Oseiko…she managed to catch Nova as he was diving towards her with a stylish DDT! Oseiko setting Nova up onto his feet, and a nice sweep and chest kick combo!

Pamela: Nova rolling to the outside before she can get a pin though, which is a very smart move if you ask me!

Kanyon: Usually I would agree on that, but this is an Extreme Rules match…and Oseiko diving right after Nova from over the top rope!

Pamela: WHEW! Crysta managed to get out of the way just in time. That wouldn't have been good at all.

Kanyon: Oseiko quickly dropping a leg onto the back of Nova's neck! Covering now!

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TWO…Crysta making the save!

Pamela: Good move there Crysta! That's the way to help your guy out!

Kanyon: Oseiko looking at Crysta slightly upset…possibly didn't expect that from her!

Pamela: But she shouldn't take her eyes off of Nova like that! He caught her with a great side-neckbreaker!

Kanyon: Nova going for the cover!

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TW…shoulder up before the two count is complete!

Pamela: Just a technicality right now. Look at this…he's wrapping the chain around his fist now…and mounted punches into the face of Oseiko!

Kanyon: Oseiko getting brutalized right now with those…well, loaded punches. But Oseiko using her martial arts skills to flips Nova off of her!

Pamela: Those skills are the only thing that saved her from her face being turned into minced meat for a bit. But they can only save her for so long.

Kanyon: Nova diving back to try again, but Oseiko backflipping onto her feet now! Nova blinking…caught by a dropkick to the face! And now Oseiko sending Nova back into the ring to continue this match!

Pamela: Which I think is a dumb move…if it's an Extreme Rules match, you fight wherever you can.

Kanyon: Oseiko leaping onto the top rope now, perched as she waits for Nova to get up on his feet…KUMORANA! Staying on for the cover!

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And Nova manages to get his shoulder up.

Pamela: Nova was a little too close to a loss right there for me. Nova getting up and shaking the cobwebs out now.

Kanyon: Oseiko waiting again…Nova getting up…attempted spin heel kick…but Nova punches her right into the leg with his gauntlet covered hand!

Pamela: Hey, if you have something to use in this match, you use it. That's what Extreme rules are all about Chris!

Kanyon: I'm not denying that, but it was still a devastating shot to Oseiko. Now the challenger calling to Crysta…what's this about?

Pamela: Crysta going to get the hardware out for her protégé! And Nova taking a Steel chair and setting it up now!

Kanyon: Nova seems to have something in mind…sending Oseiko into the ropes…Tilt a Whirl slam onto the steel chair! For the cover now!

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TWO…KICKOUT!

Pamela: What is it with this referee and slow counts? I could have counted to 10 there!

Kanyon: Fast counts aren't allowed with real referees though Pam.

Pamela: Oh…shut up and call the match.

Kanyon: Nova picking up a Singapore cane now, and he starts to beat away at the legs of Oseiko with it! Nova showing his sadistic edge here…but what's this? Oseiko grabbing the cane with her legs, and twists it right out of Nova's grasp!

Pamela: Oseiko now pounding to the gut and head of Nova with that Singapore cane! Come on Nova, get that away from her!

Kanyon: Look how gracefully she's using it. More stylish attacks than what Nova was using earlier on in this match! And one final blow to the head!

Pamela: And Crysta desperately getting Nova out of the ring now! It seems that Crysta is being very cautious to make sure that Nova doesn't lose the match.

Kanyon: But Oseiko is having none of it now! She's setting up the chair in the middle of the ring now…taking a page out of the book of Sabu now…using that chair for a boost…

Pamela: Crysta pulling the challenger out of the way, and Oseiko gets a face full of barricade!

Kanyon: Quick thinking by the challenger and his manager right there, and Nova holding Oseiko up on her feet now…climbing up the barricade…what's he got planned here?

Pamela: I'll tell you what he's got planned…a Diamond Dust! And he hits it nicely outside the ring!

Kanyon: Nova now going for another cover.

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KICKOUT!

Pamela: Damnit! Crysta, help Nova pin him next time!

Kanyon: Crysta knows that Nova doesn't want to win the match like that Pam…despite how you may want her to do so. Nova getting Oseiko up now…and Crysta getting another steel chair set up onto the floor now!

Pamela: Oh yes…DDT onto the chair now! This should be classic right here!

Kanyon: Nova setting her up for the DDT now, but Oseiko blocks on the way down, and rolls with the chair to her feet!

Pamela: DAMNIT! What is up with this girl? She did this exact thing with that Singapore cane earlier!

Kanyon: Look at these graceful chair shots delivered by Oseiko to Nova! And now Nova…Nova running out of here!

Pamela: He's just catching his breath right now Kanyon. He's going to catch his breath, and then he'll be able to take the title belt.

Kanyon: But Oseiko having no part of it, and she's following Nova to the backstage area! And Crysta following now!

Pamela: Well…um…can we get a camera to the backstage area now? Is this gonna be like the Frosti and Savvy match from AHE?

Kanyon: I'm not sure Pam…well, until we can…wait, yes, we have a camera back there now!

Pamela: Good!

We open to the backstage area, where we find Oseiko looking around in the lobby. Before her Sakki can go off, Nova grabs her around the throat with an "EKUSUTORIIMU!!" T-shirt. Oseiko fights with it…and eventually gets Nova into the commissary and dunks his head into a pot of Chili. Oseiko blinks curiously.

"Annnooo... why is it called chili when it's so hot?" Oseiko shrugs, then opens a nearby freezer to grab a bag of ice, walloping Nova with it; it breaks open as it impacts with Nova.

Kanyon: Oseiko back in firm control of Nova in the backstage area, now tossing him through the door, and into the parking lot!

Pamela: Where's Crysta gone in all of this? I see the referee, but where did Crysta go?

Kanyon: The farther away she is from this, probably the better. Oseiko whipping Nova into the cars, no Nova with a reversal now!

Pamela: LOOK AT THIS! NOVA SETS OSEIKO UP…HURRIBREAKER!

Kanyon: I think Nova still has sour grapes…and he didn't hit that move all that well if you ask me…but he's going for the cover anyway.

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THREE…NO!

Pamela: WHAT? That was a definite three count!

Kanyon: It was only a two count Pam…and Nova realizes this. Nova picking up Oseiko again…no wait, Oseiko slipping behind him now…KUMO NO SASU! She caught Nova right in the mouth with that one…

Before Oseiko can go for a pin, she jerks, as if shot in the back. The camera pans…and it's shown that she's being lifted into the air by hooked chains!

Pamela: What in the hell is this about? Crysta?

Kanyon: Oh no…take a look…

Ryokami and Leatherstitch step out from the shadows, both with sadistic smiles on their faces. Ryokami then turns to 'Stitch and nods to her.

"Do it."

Leatherstitch waves a hand, and suddenly--

Kanyon: HOLY SH-- MY GOD!!! THEY JUST... JUST...

Pamela: They... ripped her skin off... I'm gonna be sick...

Kanyon: This is sadistic!! And now they're leaving! They're PROUD OF THIS... THIS HORRIFIC ACT!!!

Nova gets up…seeing what happened…but just shrugs…and grabs Oseiko off of the hook, wrapping his chain around Oseiko's body and pinning her. It takes a while for the referee to break out of his shock.

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THREE!

Nova is soon handed his title by Crysta, who took it from the referee.

Pamela: Um…Nova wins the title! Cool!

Kanyon: That's not the story though…and Aerith quick to the parking lot…and she's quick to work on Oseiko.

The combined factor of Aerith healing and Oseiko's natural recuperative abilities soon gets Oseiko back to normal. Oseiko gets up, with a little bit of help.

Kanyon: Well, Oseiko will be all right, it seems…but this is one of the sickest actions I've seen in a long time. We'll be back after this...

***COMMERCIALS***

Kanyon: Welcome back to the show…Aerith has told us that Oseiko is going to be fine now, but that sickening action…ugh…

Pamela: Calm down Chris…at least she got through it.

Kanyon: (sigh) Yeah. Well, as if we didn't have a crazy night already, we're about to go into our third of four qualifying matches.

Pamela: And we get to see a family reunion in a way!

Kanyon: An unwanted one…where the fused Frosti and Savvy…apparently now going by the name of Violette, will be taking on the tough as nails Glenda Jacobs.

Pamela: And we shall see tonight if she hasn't been too busy teaching that O'Reily kid tricks to get herself back into fighting mode.

Kanyon: We shall find out shortly.

"Bombshell" cues up, and the fans give a respectable cheer for who's coming out.

Capetta: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is an EAW Title Shot Tournament Qualifying Match under ECW Rules! Introducing first, from Memphis, Tennessee, she stands 6' tall and weighs in at 215 pounds, GLENDA "UNIBOMB" JACOBS!

Kanyon: This could be the biggest chance that Glenda has had her entire career…a chance to become the top star in the business today. I don't know if she's concerned about things like this, but if she is, she has got to be feeling good.

Pamela: You're forgetting though, she's going to be going up against two sisters as one…this will be almost like a handicap match!

Kanyon: It's still one person that she's facing though. Glenda in the ring now…

Pamela: Let's see how long it takes her before she loses to this girl!

The XXX Virena mix of "Bodies" starts to play, and a mixed reaction comes from the crowd as the new purple haired fighter comes out.

Capetta: And her opponent, from Los Angeles, California…she stands 6' tall and weighs in at 128 pounds…making her EAW debut…VIOLETTE!

Pamela: Look at the aura around this girl! She's going to go places, Chris.

Kanyon: That is, if she can keep her thoughts straight. Neither Frosti nor Savvy were happy when they were fused to make Violette…

Pamela: I think they'll work things out though. I mean, they are sisters, and they are blood relations.

Kanyon: They'll have to in a match against someone like Glenda…they're in the ring…and Violette strikes Glenda before the bell rings!

Pamela: Look how smart Violette is starting off this match…not giving Glenda any chance to warm up! NICE move!

Kanyon: Violette pounding away at Glenda as the bell rings, and now sends the ring-vet into the ropes…thrust kick by Violette caught by Glenda…and a hard clothesline!

Pamela: GAH! Didn't expect that to come up! O_O

Kanyon: Glenda just turned the momentum of the match around a bit early right there…Violette's game-plan to get the match over with early on did not pay off.

Pamela: I thought for sure she would be able to take the match like that.

Kanyon: For now though, Glenda has control, and she's going right for the arm of Violette, and twists it hard!

Pamela: But Violette doesn't seem to be taking it as badly as some other superstars would…look at her flip out of it…and get Glenda into an arm-wrench of her own!

Kanyon: Violette with a series of headbutts onto Glenda's shoulder now, and is nearly breaking the shoulder of Glenda with that hold!

Pamela: Isn't it great? Already Violette is showing that she is outclassing Glenda.

Kanyon: Glenda using her strength though…getting a bit free now…and a HARD knee to the gut by Glenda to Violette! Glenda setting up Violette now…and a VICIOUS snap suplex!

Pamela: EEP! Violette isn't gonna win the match if she keeps fighting like this.

Kanyon: Exactly what Glenda has planned. Glenda rolling over for the cover now!

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TWO…kickout!

Pamela: WHEW! That was a little too close there. Come on Violette…there you go…get to your feet…

Kanyon: Violette getting up, Glenda with hard right hands sending the newly fused grappler into the corner…and rams the elbows into her in the corner!

Pamela: Violette reeling right now…but she ducks a running clothesline by Glenda Jacobs! And Violette catching Unibomb in the back with a hard spear!

Kanyon: Violette now waiting for Glenda to get out of the corner, and catches her with a hard neckbreaker. Violette now with a cover…

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TWO…shoulder up!

Pamela: Violette now is in firm control of this match. It's only a matter of time now…

Kanyon: Violette getting up to her feet now…and drops a quick leg to the throat of Glenda, but doesn't go for a cover this time…

Pamela: Because she's going to make sure that things are going her way! She's getting the hardware out…tables, chairs, 2x4s! …I didn't think anything was left…

Kanyon: Violette going back into the ring, grabbing a chair now…swings for the head of Glenda, but Jacobs blocks with a chair of her own! And we got a chairshot duel going on right now!

Pamela: Violette fighting smarter though, as she kicks Glenda right in the gut. And HARD chair-shot to the back of Glenda!

Kanyon: Glenda Jacobs is down now…oh no…

Pamela: Violette's taking after Triple-H! She's got a sledgehammer in hand!

Kanyon: Glenda with a HARD back-kick to the gut of Violette though. Glenda has the advantage now once again, and is using the handle of that sledge to choke out Violette!

Pamela: Now that isn't right! Stop the match right now!

Kanyon: It can't be stopped Pam, this is within the rules. Glenda tightening this up…and a Judo toss by Violette gets her out of it…but Glenda turning right around with a clothesline with that sledge!

Pamela: DAMNIT! Come on Violette, show what you're made of! Take this muscle-bound bimbo down!

Kanyon: Glenda seems to have this match in the palm of her hand now…going off the ropes…drops an elbow right into the sternum of Violette. Cover!

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TWO…kickout!

Pamela: And Violette right back up onto her feet…and she's telling Glenda to bring it on!

Kanyon: I can't believe the stamina of this new fusion! Glenda going in to attack…THE HELL?

Pamela: PURPLE MIST! VIOLETTE CAUGHT GLENDA RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH THAT PURPLE MIST!

Kanyon: Glenda is blinded now, and that is giving Violette all the edge she needs…setting up Glenda…Phoenix Arrow! Cover!

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KICKOUT!?

Pamela: COME ON! That was a slow count! And Violette is agreeing!

Kanyon: But this is a dumb move on Violette's part…she's letting Glenda recover from that series of attacks. Violette turning around now…Glenda with a kick…JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB!

Pamela: GAH! What the hell? Come on Violette!

Kanyon: Glenda signaling it…here comes the G-Bomb…it's gonna be all…

Suddenly, all the lights go out in the arena…the total darkness confusing everything.

Kanyon: What the hell? Not Ryokami…

Pamela: (wearing Night-Vision Goggles)Nope…it's something GOOD this time!

The lights come back on, and 3 familiar figures that attacked Glenda before appear.

Pamela: IT'S THE HARDLEYZ! TESTIFY KANYON!

Kanyon: Glenda turning around now, caught by the Hardleyz…

Pamela: HARDLEY HANGOVER! ECW and WWE called it the 3D, but here, it's the Hardley Hangover!

Kanyon: Glenda Jacobs taken down, fighting up though…the Hardleyz going after her…what's this? Ryan actually stopping them?

Pamela: Ryan Hardley showing that he's considerate. After all, he is a company owner.

Kanyon: Considerate my ass…he's just setting her up for the Ryan Effect! And she goes down hard! Now they're leaving the ring as if nothing happened.

Pamela: And this match is still on Chris…ECW rules you know!

Kanyon: And I don't even think Violette saw what just happened. She's getting up now…Glenda starting to stir…

Pamela: Not for long…look at this…Frost Bite by Violette! And now…The Phoenix Sault!

Kanyon: Violette going for the victory now…Cover onto the probably unconscious form of Glenda…

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THREE!

Capetta: Here is your winner, Violette!

Kanyon: Well Violette may have gotten the win, but I don't know if she will be happy with that win.

Pamela: Why wouldn't she be Chris? She fought a tough match with Glenda there, but came on top!

Kanyon: Thanks to the help of the Hardley Boyz, remember?

Pamela: A minor technicality, that's all.

Kanyon: Bull. Well, after this break, we'll…

Before Kanyon can finish up, we cut to the locker room area. The crowd boos as David Flair comes onto camera, with a slight smirk on his face. He's slowly clapping his hands. "Well Bra-vo Nova…well done…beating someone that was in no condition to fight for the title that I should never have lost." he begins. "I hope your proud of yourself…no matter how short lived that your reign is."

David smirks a bit. "You see…something that you failed to note in that little agreement we made back during the Pentagon of Peril match. The deal stated that should you win the title in your first try, then I would be the first person to challenge you for the belt."

David smirks. "Nova, enjoy that disgusting win of yours. Because come next Mayhem or Riot Rulz? The new EAW Triple Crown Champion will be the next EAW World Champion: The one and only winner of this tournament…David Flair."

The camera fades out on David's smiling face.

***LAST COMMERCIAL BREAK***

We open back to Kanyon and Pam, the latter of which is smiling.

Kanyon: What are you happy about Pam?

Pamela: That announcement that we just heard! David Flair gets a shot to get his title belt back!

Kanyon: That is, if he can beat Nova. Judging by what we saw earlier, Nova doesn't give a damn about his opponent's well-being.

Pamela: True, but David is WAY more skilled. ^^

Kanyon: In any event, let's get this last match of the evening started.

Light a candle
for the Sinners!
Set the world on FIRE!

"1996" by Marilyn Manson cues, and the crowd boos loudly as Nexus and Stigmata make their way down the ramp, Nexus squeezing hard on Stigmata's rump, grinning with evil glee at the fans.

Capetta: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Qualifying Match for the Number One Contender's Tournament! Entering first, accompanied by Stigmata, standing at 6'9" and weighing 300 pounds... from the Hell's Asylum.........NEXUS!

Stigmata holds the ropes to make room for her lover as he slides into the ring, and then she goes over to the announce table to sit next to Pamela and Kanyon.

Pam: Um... trade spots with you, Chris?

Stigmata just smiles sweetly at Pam.

Kanyon: Oh, NOW you're being nice to me Pammy...

Stigmata holds up her needle and gives Pam a look that seems to say, "Want one?" and makes a jabbing motion for Pamela's thigh, but stops short of stabbing.

Pam: EEEEE! Get away!

Kanyon: Nexus is already in the ring, looking eager to maim the Rattlesnake...

Pam: (whining now) PLEEEEEEEASE switch seats me Chris? Do me this favor, I'll do you a favor back!

Stigmata begins drawing on her sketch pad. She hands Kanyon the sketch, as he takes a gulp of Gatorade.

Kanyon: *CHOKE!* Woooo... that's... er... very interesting Stigmata... *blushes*

Stigmata grins proudly.

Pam: What? Lemme see-- WHY YOU LITTLE--! EEEK!

Stigmata holds up a needle as Pam rubs her thigh, and then the camera pans on the sketch that she had shown to Kanyon. It's a cartoon representation of Kanyon, with a cartoon Pamela burying her face in his lap. There is a caption underneath reading, "Please protect me Kanyon, I'll do you a favor. Or I could just DO YOU..."

Pam: You BITCH! Ow! Quit it!

Kanyon: Um... have you noticed that Stone Cold isn't out yet?

Stigmata looks at Kanyon nervously at the mention of Stone Cold.

Pam: Aww.... what's the matter... widdle mute girl afwaid? OUCH!

Stigmata glares at Pamela and then shrugs at Kanyon. The crowd starts to get a little anxious, and Nexus stands in the middle of the ring, smirking triumphantly.

Kanyon: I hate to say it, but it looks like Austin is gonna no-show...

Pam: Good... Nexus wins by forfeit, and that means YOU can go celebrate with him! *she shoos Stigmata, who raspberries and sticks her tongue out at Pam* Go on, now, the cowardly rattlesnake didn't show up... you can go be naughty with your man...

Kanyon: Aw, damn it... I hope Austin isn't--

KRAAAA-AAAASSSH!!!!!!!!!!

But it isn't Disturbed's "Glass Shatters" that follows. Rapid fire heavy metal follows, reminiscint of Austin's theme, but much louder, faster, and more violent. Stone Cold Steve Austin sprints down the ramp before Capetta can make his announcement, and immediately begins trading punches with Nexus as Dave Hebner calls for the bell.

Pam: Austin's Alliance theme? But... but...

Kanyon: If I know Steve, this can only mean one thing... He is VERY PISSED OFF!!! Under this music he pulled some of the most sadistic stunts in the business as leader of the Alliance. He must be telling Nexus that he doesn't care what people think right now, just so long as he gets his licks in!

Pam: Hmph. He also started one of the most ridiculous catchphrases under this music... that stupid "WHAT?" He also acted like a total retard, singing duets with Rock and getting all huggy-feely with Shane and Stephanie.

Kanyon: That's beside the point-- Austin with a spinebuster on Nexus, and he goes over to the ropes, bounces back... and DRUNKEN ELBOW on Nexus!

Pam: Well, I don't see why he's so pissed at Nexus anyway? He walked out on Debra, since he'd OBVIOUSLY rather be in Eighteen's panties--

Kanyon: Easy Pamela... kids watch this show. Besides, just because he had a moment of doubt with his wife, doesn't mean he doesn't care when a vicious monster rips her apart-- OUCH!

Stigmata pouts angrily at Kanyon.

Pam: Now YOU know how it feels... Nexus sending Austin to the ropes with an Irish whip, and--EVENFLOW DDT! Austin's skull bouncing off the canvas!

Kanyon: ... Austin getting to his feet, and LOU THESZ PRESS on Nexus! But... no punches... OH MY GOD!

Stigmata gasps and covers her mouth in alarm.

Pam: What is he doing? He's trying to gouge out Nexus's eyes! That sick bastard!

Kanyon: And Nexus throwing off Austin before he can do any real damage... and... Lunar Bomb on Austin! Nexus looks pissed now... taunting Austin...

Pam: This is karma, Stone Cold! You're unfaithful, you pay big... Nexus is the collector... And collect he does, with a Corner Trap Powerbomb! Ooooooo! Bet you know how Debra must have felt now, ya jerk!

Kanyon: And Nexus now setting up Austin in the Tree of Woe, stomping away at the Rattlesnake... and that evil grin on his face... he's enjoying himself! How evil... *looks to Stigmata, who scowls again and waves her needle at him* ...er right...

Pam: *to Stigmata* Would you quit climbing over me to stab at him? Here, trade places. The Rattlesnake getting to his feet-- Oooh! Austin knocked right over the ropes by a Big Boot from Nexus...

Kanyon: Nexus over the top rope after Austin, and, OOOOOOH, right into the ringsteps! Hear the crash of flesh on metal...

Pam: And ... uh oh... Nexus smells bloooooooooood....

Kanyon: Austin busted open from that crash into the steps... but... Austin with a Belly-to-Back Suplex on Nexus, and stomping away at him!

Pam: But Nexus back with at him with a foot to the face, and kippups to Austin! CHOKESLAM! Nexus with a Chokeslam on Austin, right onto the hard, unforgiving floor.

Kanyon: Austin not down long though, as he grabs Nexus and... knee to the gut! Another knee to the gut! And Austin flipping off Nexus as goes for a third knee--

Pam: But Nexus reverses! Lifting Austin into the air--AFP! OoooohhH! Austin landing spinefirst on Nexus's knee... that's gotta hurt.

Kanyon: Nexus tossing Austin back into the ring, going for a pin--!

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Kickout by Austin!

Pam: Nexus taking it to the next level... pounding away at Austin, and... a powerbomb! Two! Three! And-- The Fourth Impact! He goes to pin Austin again...

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THR-- NO! Austin kicks out.

Kanyon: And Nexus looks really irritated now, turning his back on Austin... Bad move, Nexus... Going for the turnbuckle, pulling off the outer pad...

Pam: Watch out, Nexus!

Kanyon: And Austin clotheslining Nexus from behind! He rears back, and BAM! Nexus's snout right into the exposed metal on the turnbuckle... Nexus bleeding profusely now...

Pam: Ewww.... blood everywhere... Okay, you've made your point, Austin, beating him into the turnbuckle again isn't going to-- Hey... where is she going?

Kanyon: Stigmata has just left us... and... she's distracting the referee.... and Nexus with a low blow on Austin! C'mon Ref! You should know whenever someone tries to distract you that there's gonna be--

Pam: Gonna be what? I didn't see anything.

Kanyon: Never mind. Nexus pounding away at Austin, and-- Oh God! He's clawing away at Austin! Ripping his chest and arms!

Pam: Nobody said anything when Austin did it to Nexus... but when Nexus does it back everybody freaks out and calls him a monster...

Kanyon: Nexus going for Austin's throat now, Austin gagging as he struggles back... and he fights Nexus back! Austin getting to his feet now, boot to Nexus's gut, STUNNER--!

Pam: NO, NEXUS SHOVES HIM AWAY! And he claws at Austin's face now, raking at the Rattlesnake's eyes...

Kanyon: And... Stunner! This time he got it off! But.... Austin collapses too!

Pam: He HAS lost a lot of blood. That wasn't the best Stunner Austin has ever delivered... Nexus, get up! If you've ever had an opportunity, this would be it! While he's down!

Kanyon: And Nexus IS getting up.... shaking off that Stunner... And-- Powerbomb! And again! Nexus hitting Austin with Lunacide, battering that spine into the mat, over and over! And he lifts him again... this looks like the finishing Powerbomb-- NO! Austin with a poke in the eye!

Pam: He still looks woozy, though, I don't think he can capitalize-- And OH!!!!!! Nexus looks like he's prepared to do another Lunacide series!

As Nexus raises Steve Austin into the air, he says softly, "Debra squealed like a little piggy when I chowed on her... Y'know... she was probably the best tastin' bitch I ever snacked on... Good thing I didn't finish her off, 'cause I may go and get seconds!"

This causes Austin to snap, and he rams down with both fists onto Nexus' already bleeding snout, and as Nexus drops him, Austin boots him in the gut and hits him with a Stone Cold Stunner. Austin growls angrily, lifts Nexus to his feet, and hits him with a second Stone Cold Stunner, the impact of which sends Nexus' body sailing up into the air and crashing down onto the canvas, to which Austin immediately hops down to Nexus, gets in his face, and begins talking trash.

Pam: You gonna waste those Stunners jaw jacking or are you gonna PIN HIM!?!??

Kanyon: I think Nexus said something to piss him off... Austin helps Nexus to his feet again, flips him the bird, and... ONE MORE STONE COLD STUNNER! I think Steve put some extra STANK SAUCE on that one! And there's the pin--!

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THREE!!!!!!

KRAAAA-AAASH!!!!!!!

This time it is "Glass Shatters" by Disturbed that cues up as the victory bell rings...

Capetta: Here is your winner, STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN!!!!!

Kanyon: Austin is a bloody mess, but he did it!

Pam: Avenged the attack on his lil' Debra, moves on to the next leg of the tournament, yadda yadda yadda... Hold on... What the hell's he doing now?

Kanyon: No, Steve! You've won! Nexus doesn't matter now!

Pam: Hmph. Austin's being a REAL GOOD SPORT now... Chairshots to Nexus... doesn't look like he shows any signs of letting up... Oh, nice, striking Dave Hebner as he tries to get him to stop... that's gonna cost him a fine or two...

Kanyon: Steve, c'mon, I know you're pissed that he attacked Debra, but c'mon, this is enough! Aw, what's he doing now?!

Steve Austin puts Nexus' right leg in between the joints of the chair, and Pillmanizes him, and then proceeds to do the same to his left leg. Austin's face is a crimson mask of hate as begins smacking the chair onto Nexus, who by this time is clutching both broken legs, howling in pain. He then rams the edge of the chair into Nexus' throat multiple times, and tries to fold the chair over the defeated wrestlers neck.

Kanyon: Stop it, Steve, YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM!

Pam: FINALLY we get some officials down here... Get him to stop!

Austin struggles against all of the Referees holding him back, and goes on a Stunner rampage. He gets three of them in Stunners before the rest wisely back off, and then he returns to pounding away at Nexus.

Pam: Austin has completely lost his mind! This isn't gonna help you get through the Tournament, GENIUS! Likely it'll get you suspended or FIRED!

Kanyon: At least he doesn't have the chair anymore... one of the refs had the presence of mind to get rid of it while they were trying to hold him back... but... oh, no.... Aerith, don't be foolish! Let him calm down first!

Pam: She's trying to talk some sense into him, but he shoves her out of his way and goes back to stomping on Nexus, and OH! Uh oh...

Kanyon: Aerith just slapped Austin, probably trying to get him to snap out of it... He looking at her like.... like...

Pam: HE'S GONNA STUNNER AERITH! Do it, Austin! Do it! Get yourself completely fired!

Kanyon: No, he's not doing anything yet... Oh, he's giving her that "Mind your own business" look, Aerith backing off, and then he goes back to attacking Nexus... and... wait... Stigmata pulling Austin off of Nexus... she's pounding on him now, but it doesn't look like it's having much effect... and she's... crying now?

Austin looks at the sobbing Stigmata, and then down to the battered form of Nexus, and sighs. He then goes over to the three referees he Stunnered, helps them to their feet, and then falls on his ass, sitting in the corner. He numbly watches as Aerith goes to work healing all of Nexus' injuries. By this time, the crowd is completely silent, in total awe of the post-match massacre that has finally come to an end.

Pam: ... I can't believe those refs aren't pissed at Steve... I certainly wouldn't stand for him giving ME the Stunner.

Kanyon: Well, I don't think they appreciated it either, but they have families too, and I'm sure they understand his state of mind...

Pam: ...er... right. Austin wins this match, ladies and gentlemen, but what are the consequences for his actions gonna spell for him? Well, for Chris Kanyon, I'm Pamela Paulshock, this has been Riot Rulz. Um. Have a nice night!