Tympani: Um... what's the matter, Finality? Are you all right?

Finality: ... No, I'm not... I'm dead. You call that all right...? *snif*

Tympani: ... Sometimes I wish I was dead too... Only in the grave and not walking... you need some help? Anything I can do for you?

Finality slowly raises her head to face Tympani, her dead eyes staring at her with tears falling past her cheeks.

Finality: ... You can't help me... but... but thanks for offering me... and... and you shouldn't wish to be dead... being alive, that's the most precious thing in the world... you should cherish that while you still can...

Tympani: Don't be too sure about it, "Vanessa..." Being stuck with Zack isn't all that. Although he does feed me and give me a house to live in. Plus I got a horrible past... yes, sometimes I DO wish I was six feet deep.

Finality blinks... then sighs softly, reaching out to touch Tympani's face.

Finality: ... There are people other than Zack who would take you in, regardless of what you've done... like.... well... Shaed, maybe?

Tympani blinkblinks... a little unnerved by how cold Finality's hand is, and pulls back.

Tympani: No way... Zack's been good to me, even though it doesn't seem like it. When he's not flirting with women like Kaye or Hera, and is not cussing... off camera he's really a nice guy... honestly.

Finality nods... then shuts her eyes tightly, burying her face in her knees... she whispers abruptly...

Finality: They raped me...

Tympani's eyes widen in shock.

Tympani: Excuse me?

Finality: Six months ago... they raped me... murdered me...

Finality touches the deep scar in her stomach.

Finality: ... I'm sorry... I... I shouldn't have... b-brought it up...

Tympani almost touches Finality's hand... but hesitates.

Tympani: Aren't you from... Raccoon City...?

Finality pauses... then nods softly.

Tympani: Six months ago... six months ago... I... I was in Raccoon City six months ago...!

Tympani pauses, then places a hand on her forehead, looking a little dizzy.

Tympani: I... I'm sorrym Finality... I... I have to go...

Tympani gets up from the floor and hurries off... but she is heard muttering something...

Tympani: I'm sorry for more than one reason though...

Finality blinks as she watches Tympani walk off... then lowers her head back down with a sob.

Live from the Cow Palace In San Fransico, CA

Styles: Hello everyone and welcome once again to EAW Riot Rulz! We are just two days away until EAW Retaliation! And we have a great show for you tonight!

King: Oh, you know it, Styles! We'll probably see everything and more here tonight!!

Scene switch to Scotland... more specifically the Castle Aensland...

Horus' Voice: ... Well, there it is... the Castle Aensland... you ready to storm it?

Anubis' Voice: Yeah... *chuckle* ... we'll take Ariel easily! Ain't no one's gonna stop us!

Back to the arena as "Trash" cues up... out comes Duke "The Dumpster" Drosse as he heads down the arena to a mixed reception.

Styles: King... did you see what we just saw? The Cyber Comission is going to try to kidnap Ariel AGAIN?!

King: Well, you gotta hand it to them... at least they're persistant!

"Voices" then cues up and out comes Black Widow with a tremendous face pop. Widow waves to her fans as she smiles brightly.

Styles: Well, it looks as if Black Widow and "Code Red" Michael Connelly might actually become an item here in the near future, King! They certainly look cute together!

King: Well, I ain't too sure on that... seems like she'd be bettr off with the Elite!

Black Widow jumps up into the ring and takes up the mic.

BW: OI, MINNA-SAN!!!

Fans: OI!!!

BW: BOKU WA KAWAII DESHO?!!

Fans: HAI!!

The Widow giggles, blushing a little-- then "The Next Episode" cues up... out comes Cyrus!

Styles: What...?! W-what the hell?! What's HE doing out here?!

King: Looks like he's coming this way, Styles!

Exactly as the King states, Cyrus goes to the commentators' table, sitting down and putting a headset on.

King: Well, welcome to the show, Cyrus!

Cyrus: Yeah, good to be here, huh? Just me, the King, and yeah why not you, Joey? Here for this this match. Just watch, I'll be a better commentator than Stevie Ray ever will be!

Styles: Well, anyhow... referee Randy Anderson calls for the bell, and this match is underway!

Black Widow Vs. Duke "The Dumpster" Drosse

Styles: Both competitors are sizing each other up... tie-up--OH, and the Dumpster just throws Black Widow back!! But look at that-- wonderful kippup from Black Widow!! What an athlete!

Cyrus: Yeah, y'know I'll give it to Oseiko, she's a damn good athlete... a ninja, right? Yeah, she's a prodigy, I'll give her that, but it's too bad she's gotta be a tramp!

Styles: A tramp--? Oh, wait! Widow ducks a clothesline! Backflip from the Widow-- PUMP KICK!! And Duke Drosse goes down... he's getting up-- NO, wait! LEGLOCK CHOKEHOLD!! Duke gets to the ropes, Randy Anderson gets her to break up the hold-- why do you call that sweet girl a tramp, Cyrus?!

Cyrus: She's a tramp! A Heartbreaker, pure and simple! Don't be fooled by that sugar and spice mentality she's got! She brushed off my man Elite like she was nothing and went with that wimp Connelly! What does that say about someone like Little Miss Perfect in there?!

Styles: That she has taste?

Cyrus: What's THAT supposed to mean, Styles?!

King: Whoa, calm down Cyrus! Don't pay any mind to him! I agree with you! The Widow'd be better off with a real man! Like Elite!

Styles: *sigh* ANYhow... whoa, Duke with a DDT to the Widow! She's down!! And he goes down with a knee to inside leg! Great weardown tactic by the Dumpster!

Cyrus: Yeah, you notice the Widow uses those legs a lot to attack, right? Duke's got a good idea goin' here... attack the girl's legs so she won't clock you in the head and knock you out cold like she did to Hotshot!

Styles: That was a blatant accident, Cyrus!

King: Yeah, accidentally on purpose, if you ask me!

Styles: Widow reaches the ropes! And the Dumpster has no choice but to release the hold! Now the Dumpster starts to stomp on her knees! Sound strategy by Duke Drosse!

Cyrus: Break her legs, Drosse!!! Snap 'em in two!!

Styles: WAIT!! Widow with a leg sweep!! Duke comes crashing down and Widow staggers up... she's hurt, but she's still continuing on! What a competitor!! Bounce off the ropes... SPINNING HEEL KICK BY THE WIDOW!! And the Dumpster is staggering!! And... and Widow is taking advantage!! kicks to the legs!! Staning wheel kick to the back to Duke's head! And the Dumpster is down!! It... yes, it looks like she's going up to the top rope-- 450 SPLASH!!! For the pin! One, two, NO!! Duke kicked out!! But she then locks in the camel clutch!

Cyrus: Yeah... well, time for me to shove off... but before I go... heh, watch this!

Cyrus throws off the headsets and climbs into the ring just as Randy Anderson tells Widow to break the hold after the Dumpster gets to the ropes. She does, turns around and--

Styles: OMIGOD!! Cyrus just dropped the brainbuster on Black Widow!! Blatant DQ!! Randy Anderson rings the bell!

Winner by DQ: Black Widow

Cyrus picks up a mic and shouts at the downed Widow...

Cyrus: Yeah! Take that, you heartbreaker!!

Cyrus throws the mic down as the Widow slowly gets up... holding her head.

Styles: Oh man, you can tell King... this is a rivalry that won't be solved any time soon!

King: It's all Widow's fault, Styles! She had to choose Code Red over the Elite!

THe camera then shifts back to the Castle Aensland... Horus and Anubis is seen going to the door, snickering to themselves.

Horus: This is gonna be cool...

Anubis: Shh, shh... okay... got the pizza?

Horus produces a pizza box.

Horus: Two large Hawaiian pizzas, just like they ordered. Good thing we intercepted that delivery boy, huh?

Anubis: Okay... okay, knock on the door...

Horus nods, then uses the doorknocker.

*KNOCK!* *KNOCK!* *KNOCK!*

For a moment, there is silence... then a familiar girl's voice sounds out.

Ariel's Voice: Yes? Who's there?

Horus: Pizza boy! Two large Hawaiians?

Ariel's Voice: Pizza! Yaayy!! Okay, hold on!

Sounds of the door unlocking can be heard as the Cyber Comission gets ready to attack... the door opens--

***COMMERICALS!!!!!!***
***Can you wait two whole minutes?!***

Styles: We're back ladies and gentlemen! We apologize for the abrupt cut-away, but here's what happened moments ago!

The scene switches back to the door opening... then Lilith suddenly flies out, snatching the pizzas from Horus' hands, before they can react--

"KUROJIGOKU KOGEKI!!!"

The Black Inferno Strike hits both Horus and Anubis, causing them to fly backward. Shaed then walks out, fists crackling with dark energy as Lilith flies down, Ariel trotting over next to Shaed.

Shaed: Really now... when will you learn? Sasori saw you intercept that pizza delivery man a mile away.

Lilith: Ladies and gentlemen, the Edge and Christian of the EAW! ^_^ Mmmm, Hawaiian! I love Hawaiian!

Ariel walks over to the prone Anubis and kicks him as hard as she can in the shin.

Ariel: You big meanies! Leave me alone! >=-ž

Scene switches back to the arena; both Styles and King are laughing at what had just happened.

Styles: HAHAHHAHAHHA... that was great! Ariel sure showed them, didn't they?

King: Ohhh, did she ever! HAHA! Ariel could be the next Hardcore champion!!

"Iron Man" then cues up... out walks Mechius, who unemotionally looks to the booing crowd... then ignores them, heading to the ring-- but suddenly Kaye dashes from the backstage, not even waiting for her intro and attacks Mechius!!

Styles: Kaye's not even waiting for the bell!! Knees to Mechius' gut!! And... FAAROOQ SPINEBUSTER!! WHAT FORCE FROM THE HOT PINK MACHINE!!

King: Kaye is ticked off, big time! You can tell on her face... well, she's wearing that mask, but in her eyes! She doesn't want Mechius anywhere near Ariel! And she's out to make sure Mechius gets the message!!

Styles: Kaye picks Mechius up... ohh, gorilla press slam-- my GOD! RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE!! This woman's strength is frightening!! She climbs up the top turnbuckle... AND A FLYING CLOTHSLINE RIGHT INTO MECHIUS!!! And referee Tim White FINALLY calls for the bell!!

Kaye Vs. Mechius

Styles: Kaye throws Mechius to the ropes, clothesline-- no, ducked... MY GOD!! MECHIUS JUST GORED KAYE WITH A SPEAR!! And the tide has turned just like that!!

King: Yeah, Kaye may be pretty darn strong, Styles, but she's still flesh and blood! Mechius is metal! That might be the deciding factor in this match!

Styles: Mechius picks Kaye up... a throw to the corner and Mechius follows up with a vicious clothsline!! Picks up Kaye to the top rope... TOP ROPE SUPERPLEX!!! And the first pin! No, a one count! Mechius picks her up-- DDT!! And--my GOD Kaye just sat up!!

Mechius cocks his head, watching as Kaye gets up... then grabs her by the hair and prepares to drop her with the Shutdown--

Styles: NO! Kaye blocks it!! AND A HEADBUTT!! BODYSHOT! ANOTHER!! Kaye shoots off, bounces off the ropes, sliding under Mechius-- FULL NELSON SLAM!!! Awesome strength by-- ... what the...?!

King: Huh?! Who's that?!

The camera turn to a slightly smaller Kaye clad in the alternate black/pink ring gear as she walks down to the ring... looking to everyone. Suddenly, familar techno music cues up as "Kaye" removes the mask and brunette wig, revealing--

King: *King Shriek!* It's.. It's Miss Hancock!!

Styles: It certainly is!! And now she's dancing!! ... My God, I think it's a striptease!

King: WOO-HOO!! Yes! Follow in Lilith's footsteps, please!!

Styles: Look! It's... it's Silver King! And El Dandy!! Los Fabulosos! They aren't dressed for combat, but... look at that sign they're carrying...!

King: "We Want A Match!" ...? With who?! Scorpion's Pyre? The Cyber Comission?!

Styles: I don't know, but they haven't stopped this match at all!! Kaye ducks a clothesline-- YES!! IT LOOKS LIKE... YESS!!!! THE ONE HANDED CHOKESLAM!!! Kaye draws her thumb across her throat! This match is almost over-- NO! Mechius just got up!! He grabs Kaye from behind... NO, SHUT DOWN!! Pin! One, two, thr--NO!! Kaye gets a shoulder up!! Thank God!

King: Who care about the match, Styles!! I think Miss Hancock is gonna show some puppies!! YES!! PUPPIES!!!

Styles: You and puppies... Mechius sets up Kaye... it looks like he's going to finish off Kaye with her own finisher-- NO!! KAYE COUNTERS!!! Now it's Mechius who's set up... and DOWN!! TOMBSTONE DRIVER BY KAYE!! And the pin! One, two, three!!! YES!! Kaye wins!!

Winner: Kaye

Kaye just now notices Miss Hancock dressed up (or about to undress) as her... and shakes her head as she leaves the ring and starts to come after her and Los Fabulosos...! Mechius gets up... and starts to follow Kaye!

Styles: Uh, oh... this might lead to something... don't go away, folks! We'll be right back!!

***Don't read the fic Sailor Moon Vs. The WWF... trust me on this, just... just dont.***

Scene switches to the backstage area as Kaye walks down the hallway, looking for Miss Hancock and Los Fabulosos.

Kaye: Oh, Miss HANCOCK!!! Where are you, you little bitch?! You were going through my stuff?! Where are you, you--

Suddenly Mechius spears Kaye from out of nowhere!! The force of his attack is great that se impacts with the stone wall... and the wall cracks! Mechius steps back and watches Kaye slump to the ground, holding her stomach as she starts to cough up blood.

Mechius: ... Note this, Kaye. I will take your daughter from you. Nothing you or your Knight Cross members can do will prevent the inevitable.

Mechius walks away silently from the injured Kaye as she slowly tries to get up... holding her gut as she moans in pain.

The scene switches back to the ring as "Astonishing Panorama of the Endtimes" cues up... and out comes Mortis, stone leg and all, to a rousing pop from the fans. Mortis just looks to everyone with a smirk, then walks down the aisle.

Styles: Now this contest should be interesting! Talk about a difference in competitors... you have Mortis, the self-proclaimed ultimate hardcore extremist, and you have Steve Corino who will come out shortly... the Old School Fanatic!

King: Well, Corino does have a point, Styles! Hardcore isn't all that it's cracked up to be! And Corino's out to put a stop to it once and for all!

Styles: If he hates Hardcore so much, then he doesn't have to compete in it.

Just as Mortis enters the ring, "Come With Me" cues up over the speakersystem as Steve Corino comes out holding a book, as always accompanied by Jack Victory. As soon as he steps inside of the entrance way he pulls out a microphone and adresses Mortis.

Corino: Now listen up... you masked Mad Dog Vachon wannabe... I have dilligently studied the rules in this federation, and article 13 C of the official EAW rulebook states that "No wrestler, under any circumstances may where a cast, mask or any other prostetic in excess of 7 pounds..."

The crowd boos as Steve points inside of the ring.

Corino: So I've brought this up with the higher ups, and guess what... *points to referee Ayane Mitsui* You...! that's right Ms. Referree! It's your duty to your job and REMOVE MORTIS' LEG!

Styles: Oh, he can't be serious!! How the hell is Mortis going to wrestle with just one leg?!

King: He should've thought of that before he got it cut off, Styles!

Corino stands on the aisleway diligently awaiting Ayane to remove Mortis' stone leg... but she pauses... looking up at Corino... then at the leg.

Corino: Well?! Why the wait?! Remove his leg!!

Mortis snatches a mic from the ring announcer and glares at Corino.

Mortis: You fool!! This leg is a PART of me now!! Do you expect Lex Luger to remove the steel plate in his arm? This leg is grafted to me... it cannot be removed!!

Corino pauses... then shakes his head and looks right back at Mortis.

Corino: Well then, Mortis... I guess this is the end of your wrestling career! Because you canNOT have that stone lawn orament for a leg!!

Mortis: And I say you are a coward!! Are you so afraid of me that you would rather fight me as a potential invalid?! So be it!!

Mortis then grabs a hold of the stone leg, and with a yank, pulls it right off!!

Mortis: THERE!! Now are you satisfied?!

Corino: Very satified... now, prepare to be beaten by technical master!!

Corino then taunts Mortis before making his way into the ring. And then the bell rings.

NWA Rules Match
Mortis Vs. Steve Corino

Styles: This is absolutely wrong...! Mortis is showing great balance with just one leg... NO, Corino sweeps that leg out from under him!! And now... ohh, a half-crab!! Mortis is trying to reach for the ropes... it... YES, he did it!! Corino has the break the hold! Oh, look at him... stalking Mortis like that! He's stomping Mortis!! He's not letting him get up!

King: Well, you know what they say about a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest, right? Well, you're seeing that in real life now!

Styles: This isn't right! Ohh... NOW he gets Mortis up... and there's the Old School Plex!! One, two, thr--NO, wait!! Mortis got a shoulder up!! This match isn't over yet!!

King: It SHOULD be over... Mortis should just give up an let Corino pin him!

Styles: Mortis won't let him do that, King...!! He'll fight mo matter what... there, he's fighting back! Punches to Corino's gut!! He pulls himself up onto Corino-- D.O.A.!! And a pin! One, two, NO, Corino kicks out!! He just won't give up!!

King: That idiot!

Styles: Mortis is trying to get up... but it's hard with just one leg... no, Corino manages to... oh, he's pinning Mortis like Mechius pinned him before!! Hooking his leg and putting his weight on his chest! And Steve Corino wins!! Dammit!

Winner: Steve Corino

Styles: That was outright dispicable! I hope Corino's proud of himself, he just beaten a one-legged man!

King: Wait! Look, there's Finality!!! She's running to the ring!!

Styles: Dropkick to Jack Victory!! And she's got Mortis' stone leg!! She goes in the ring and-- OHH!!, ALMOST NAILS CORINO with it!! But he escapes with Jack Victory!! Folks we have to take a break! We'll be right back!

***This is a commercial. Be afraid.***

Styles: We're back, ladies and gentlemen! And up next is a real treat! Krist Jonnson Vs. "The Decadent" Triple H! These two have faced one another before in different federations, and now the fued will continue right here in the EAW!!

King: Hoo boy, Styles! I'm looking forward to this match, big time!! This should be the best match we've ever had to date!

"Wasted Youth Crew" cues up as Krist Jonnson, with Deanna at his side, heads down the rampway to the ring as the crowd boos.

Styles: Krist Jonnson looks focused tonight, King! He looks ready to fight Triple H tonight!

King: Yeah, Hunter's gonna have to keep on his toes if he wants to beat the Overlord!

"The Way I Am" then cues up as Krist and Deanna enter the ring... and out comes Triple H to a mixed pop. He looks to the fans both booing and cheering him with a smirk, then heads down the ring, tightening the tape on his wristbands... then he makes a quick dash to the ring and slides in.

Styles: And here we go!! Overlord and Triple H start duking it out! And the bell rings! This match is underway!!

The Overlord Krist Jonnson Vs. "The Decadent" Triple H

Styles: They keep trading punches... wait, quick DDT by Jonnson!! Pin! No, not even a one count! Now they just stare at each other... tie-up... headlock by Triple H! Krist pushs him off, slingshot off the ropes, shoulderblock sends Jonnson down, Triple H slingshots off the ropes again... wait, SIDE SLAM BY THE OVERLORD!! And Triple H is down!!

King: Oh, this match is getting good so far!!

Styles: Now Jonnson locks in the figure four leg lock!! Triple H is struggling to the ropes... and... YES, he got to the ropes!! But Krist won't release the hold! Referee Teddy Long is giving him the four count... there, he forced him to let go of the hold! But he's stomping on his knees! Sound strategy, if it's a little cold-blooded!

King: Well, you can expect that from The Overlord, Styles! He's ruthless through and through!

Styles: Wait, a trip from Hunter! And... theres a blatant choke! Referee administers the four count, Triple H breaks it up... and ANOTHER choke! Hunter's doing all he can in making sure the Overlord's worn down!

King: That's pure genius from Helmsley right there!

Styles: Triple H picks him up... and a knee to the face! That's the set up move to the Pedigree!! But Krist Jonnson low blows Hunter!! And ANOTHER DDT!! And now it looks like... yes, he's climbing up! He's climbing up and the Giant Leap is about to-- WAIT A MINUTE!!!

King: That... that's Onslaught!! They're attacking Hunter AND Krist Jonnson!! What the heck?!

Styles: Teddy Long calls for the bell--Ah, and now THEY attack him too!!! Oh my God, make this stop!!!

Winner: None (No Contest)

Onslaught continue to pummel Jonnson, Triple H, and even Teddy Long until they're unable to stand, then the tag team leave the ring.

Styles: My God! This is wrong!! Totally wrong! We got EMTs coming down to the ring to check on these men... but what a deplorable act! And a very bad ending to such a good match!

King: Don't you know it, Styles! Onslught'll probably pay for this, big time!

***It's the evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil evil commercial of death***

Styles: We're back, folks! You can hear "The Next Episode!" Cyrus is already in the ring, awaiting Crucifix! Cyrus has had his dealings in the past with Crucifix... Triple H gave the EAW European Title to Crucifix in an attempt to torment him! Now the chance has come for Cyrus to get the title belt back!

King: Oh, he can do it, too!! Just watch him!

"Dark And Gray" then cues up... out runs Crucifix and he jumps in, and immediately attacks Cyrus! Referee Ayane Mitsui rings the bell! This match begins!

EAW European Title Match
Cyrus Vs. Crucifix

Styles: Crucifix starts it off with a running back elbow! But Cyrus is up-- Fujiwara arm bar into an anklelock... Crucifix gets to the ropes.

King: Wow, this is another side to Cyrus... being a little technical!

Styles: Short Arm Clothesline by Crucifix!! And Crucifix vaults over the ropes... Cyrus is up... wait, SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK by Crucifix!! But Crucifix springs to his feet... to the second rope... GUILLOTINE!!

King: Cyrus rolls out of the ring...he's running over to Elite for some advice... good idea, Cyrus!

Styles: And Crucifix is taunting him from inside... Cyrus is back in...Crucifix swings--BLOCKED!! And Cyrus turns it into a hammerlock...he yanks back Crucifix's left arm... TIGER SUPLEX!!! Cyrus is standing over Crucifix, mocking him.... AND THERE'S THE REAL DEAL LEGDROP!!

King: Shades of his mentor, Elite, and D'Lo Brown.

Styles: Cover! ONE...

King: TWO...

Styles/King: NOOOO!! KICKOUT BY CRUCIFIX!!

Styles: Crucifix hits a belly-to-belly...bounce off the ropes...HIGH elbowdrop!! ONE....and NO!!! Now Crucifix sets him up...JUMPING PILEDRIVER!! Cyrus up--go behind--Crucifix runs backward to the corner...breaking Cyrus' grasp!! Wait, Cyrus recovers...SKY HIGH!! ONE...T--NO!!

King: Darn! Crucifix won't stay down!!

Styles: Cyrus up...side headlock...BACKDROP BY CRUCIFIX!!! Both men are down!! Referee Ayane Mitsui counts to five... and both Crucifix and Cyrus get up. They lock up...Crucifix with the waistlock... And THERE'S THE HELL'S FURY!! ONE...TWO..KICKOUT!! Cyrus sends Crucifix back first into the corner... steps back... CHARGING CLOTHESLINE!! Cyrus sets him up on the turnbuckle...Crucifix is starting to fight back... no, wait! Cyrus turnpost slams Crucifix and goes to distract Ayane... and-- NO! Elite runs in!! ELIMINATION ON CRUCIFIX!! And Cyrus drops an elbow! Cover! One... two... THREE!! Cyrus wins!!

Winner: Cyrus

Elite grabs the EAW European title belt and hands it to Cyrus, who immediately raises it up in his hands, a smile on his face as he finally has the belt in his possession.

Styles: What a match! While I don't quite agree with how he won the match, at least our EAW European Champion finally has the title belt in his possession!

King: Yeah! And now he can go on to the Cyrus Invitational and whip all their collective behinds!

Styles: Don't go away! We'll be right back!

***If I were the Hallow Man, I'd sneak into the Women's locker room and be happy there. ^_^***

Styles: We are back everyone! And we are at our main event! So let's get this match underway!!

"Criminal" by Eninem cues up...

Styles: And out comes the EAW World Champion, the Flyboy! Not exactly the most liked champion in the EAW... but he's champion, you got to give him that at least!

King: Yeah you got that right, Styles! Men want to be like him, and women want him! Like Hera and Kaye and Black Widow!

Styles: ... What are you on?! Those three women don't want ANYTHING to do with Flyboy!

"There's A Fire In The House" cues up...

Styles: And here comes the EAW People's Champion, "Code Red" Michael Connelly!! Listen to that well-rounded pop as he walks down the ramp, staring a hole straight into the Flyboy!! These two don't like one another very well... Referee Earl Hebner calls for the bell, and this match gets started! Here we go!!

Non-Title Match
"Code Red" Michael Connelly Vs. The Flyboy

Styles: Collar-elbow tie-up... headlock to Flyboy by Connelly... throw off to the ropes, shoulderblock by Flyboy! He then bounces off the ropes himself, knee drop--NO, Code Red rolls out of the way! he bounces off the ropes! LOW DROPKICK RIGHT INTO FLYBOY'S FACE!

King: *King Shriek!*

Styles: A grab up to Flyboy's legs, and a catapult toss right to the corner!! Follow-up... MONKEY FLIP! Code Red gets up, but FLYBOY clotheslines him right back down!! My GOD how hideous!!

King: Yeah, that's powerful!! I-- hey, wait... who's that coming down to... that's the Elite?!

Styles: What the hell is HE doing back down here!! My God, and he also has a chair!! He just came into the ring and... he sits in the corner on it?!

King: Chairs ARE made for sitting, Styles.

Styles: But not in the ring! What the hell is he doing in the ring like this?! He's... telling a confused Flyboy and Code Red to continue... and, well... they are! Collar-elbow tie-up... and a vertical suplex--no, counter!! Brainbuster by Code Red! Cover, one, two, NO! Kickout!! And... what is Elite doing?! It... it looks he's giving advice to both Flyboy and Code Red?!

King: He's just being a good samaritan, Styles!

Styles: More like a nuisance... Code Red and Flyboy look at each other-- and BAM!! They both clock Elite!! And listen to that pop! The fans like BOTH their actions! Elite's knocked out of the ring! And the match continues! Earl Hebner gets that chair out of the ring... Connelly with a DDT! He climbs up to the ring... MICHAEL-SAULT! One, two, NO! No, so close!! Code Red picks Flyboy up... whips him to the ropes... yes, and there it is!! THE IMMACULATE PERPLEXION!! Cover! One, two, thr--NO!! AGAIN Flyboy kicks out!!

King: Still not enough, Styles!!

Styles: Flyboy is hefted up by Code Red... looks like the Condition Red... NO wait!! Kick to the gut!! AND THERE'S THE FLY DOWN!! ONE, TWO, THREE!! Code Red gets a shoulder up one second too late! Flyboy is the winner of this match!!

Winner: The Flyboy

Styles: WAIT!! Elite just jumped back in the ring!! FISHERMAN'S DDT ON FLYBOY!!! He's sneaking up on Code Red... Elimination coming up... WAIT!! It's Black Widow!! She just rushed into the ring!! She's pleading for Elite to let him go!! Look at her pleading on her knees!! Elite looks like he may rele-- NO!! HE DOES IT ANYWAY!!! ELIMINATION!! DAMMIT! And he climbs out of the ring!! Widow... look at her, she's shocked...

The show ends with Black Widow dropping to her knees and cradling Michael Connelly's head as she brushes back his hair, her head bowed as tears well up and fall freely down her face...