Marissa: Well, here goes nothing.

She breathes and then knocks on the door politely. It’s a few moments before the door swings open and Chase stands there.

Chase: Marissa. Don’t you have a big match to finish preparing for? Because I do as well.

Marissa: Yes, I know that I do Chase. But I never got to congratulate you for ending my undefeated streak. So yeah, congratulations. Also, is it okay if I come in for a bit? I fear what might happen later tonight. The attacker hasn’t found me yet and I just know that I can trust you.

Chase: After I beat you, you can trust ME? Look, I can tell that you’re a bit scared, but you can’t show it. Not to me, not to Canis, DEFINITELY not to Ronin, and not to anyone else. You’ll be fine, but sure, come in and relax for a bit, although I would think that you’d be with Jay and Stacy. They’ve protected you up until this point.

Marissa: They’re both talking to Goth and they told me to come to you

Chase: Hmmmm, that’s rather…odd.

Chase shrugs as Marissa steps into his locker room. Chase shuts the door behind her as the scene fades back out into the arena at Caesar’s Palace…

Duff: Well hey, the champions on the same page. Or at least Chase doing the chivalrous thing…

Tex: That wasn’t the warmest of responses from the International Champion though. But he at least agreed to offer a small amount of protection…at least for now…

We cut elsewhere backstage and we see Bill Barnhart in the office of Asylum Wrestling Alliance General Manager Canis. Bill is stood leaning over the desk of Canis, his hands planted firmly into the plywood surface. Barnhart is already dressed in his wrestling attire since he has the opening match tonight. Canis listens intently to what Bill has to say to him.

BULLDOG BILL: Okay, Canis, I am getting sick and tired of The Family members getting attacked at every turn!

CANIS: So why are you talking to me about it? I don’t have anything to do with those attacks. I may be a tough person to deal with but I would never stoop to cheap shot blindside in-the-dark attacks like that.

BULLDOG BILL: Yeah, I already know that! I am not accusing you of attacking us in The Family. I already know if you wanted to attack anyone you would not sneak up on people in the dark. I know you are an in-your-face type of person and you would attack someone in the light for everyone to see.

CANIS: So what in the hell do you want me to do?

BULLDOG BILL: You are the General Manager of Asylum Wrestling Alliance. You have power second only to Goth. I want you to find out who has been attacking The Family and reveal them so that I can take them on the destroy them for their evil deeds.

CANIS: Bill, i am not Sherlock Holmes. If You, Goth, Fang and Jay, Marissa and Stacy haven’t been able to figure out who has been attacking you, then how in the world do you think I can figure out who has been attacking you?

BULLDOG BILL: I should have expected double talk from a Brit! Damn! I don’t need this shit!.

CANIS: From the look on your face, i think you need a shit.

BULLDOG BILL: You think you're funny?! I have a lot of work to do for Goth before the Pay-per-View is over! So gimme some straight answers!

CANIS: I hope you do work for Goth better than the work you did for me and Metamania as our servant for a week. I have never seen anyone so incompetent in doing simple things like cooking eggs! And for crying out loud I get sick of looking at that shirt you ruined by turning it pink! I'm surprised i even get the correct paycheck every month! Ha.

BULLDOG BILL: Keep laughing General Manager dude. When I find out who has been attacking The Family members I am going to demand a Grudge Match against them to get revenge and destroy them. And if I find out you are even remotely involved in those attacks, I will have you in the ring with me in a brutal Grudge Match too! Is that clear enough for even you to understand?

Canis stands up from his desk and leans over so that he is right in Bulldog's face, looking slightly more serious

CANIS: Listen up dog, you're barking up the wrong tree. Don’t even think about issuing threats to me... or i will have no problem in making the next few weeks here very rough for you. I know nothing about who the assassin is and you idiots better start believing it. Got it?

BULLDOG BILL: My match is about to start anyway so I need to go to the entrance area to get out there and destroy Big Bad Casey. Defeating Casey will be easier than taking candy from a baby.

CANIS: Yeah, as easy as taking candy away from a baby Alligator... now get out of here!

Bill stands up and stomps out of the office of Canis. Barnhart makes sure that when he exits the dressing room that he slams the door really hard so that the noise can be heard throughout the backstage area. The cameraman follows Bill Barnhart as he heads off toward the entrance area to get ready for his entrance for his match with Big Bad Casey.

The scene switches backstage where we see Big Bad Casey. He is seen working out, flexing and warming up for his match with Bulldog Bill Barnhart. He sees the camera and smirks.

Casey: Bulldog, you don't know what you're in for! I am bigger and stronger than you are, which is why your going down. This match is going to be one for you to remember old man, even in your old age you can remember the beating you will take tonight!

Casey then decides to take a drink of water. After a moment, when he has quenched his thirst, he continues.

Casey: Bulldog, after this beating I am going to give you, you are going to wish you were retired because you are a washed up has-been. I am going to beat you like you have never been beaten before.

The scene changes to ringside.

Vs.

Duff: Who is Canis trying to kid? Of course he knows what's going on... too many coincidences! Either he did it or he's put someone else up to it!

Tex: You don't know that Duff... it could be just a random chancer who's picked up on the moment!

Duff: Yeah, yeah... and Mary had a Virgin birth. Come on, Tex.. open your eyes!

Tex: I can see clearly, thank you. I get reminded every time i turn to face you.

"The Unforgiven II" by Metallica kicks in through the PA speakers and the crowd get to their feet in anticipation of the first match of the night. Big Bad Casey's them music continues to play over the arena speakers as the crowd stare attentively at the stage area waiting for the giant to step out from behind the curtain and make his way to the ring. And they wait... and they wait... and still the music continues to play with nobody showing their face. The fans begin to grow a little restless

Tex: Where has Big Bad Casey got to??

Duff: It's not the assassin again is it?!

Tex: Well, it's not gone dark... i haven't even seen Casey today.

Duff: Maybe he got stuck in his car or something...

Tex: Maybe, Duff... maybe. Oh, wait a minute!

Duff: There's your answer! Hal Smith better get back there quickly!

The Tron has flickered into life to reveal "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart laying into the giant frame of Big Bad Casey, landing sledgehammer blows across Casey's shoulders, who has been reduced to one knee. Bulldog then starts throwing some fierce knee shots into Casey's kidneys, alternating these with some more sledgehammer shots across the back. Casey eventually has to revert to all four's

Tex: Looks like the seven foot tall monster didn't even make it to the entrance! Bulldog taking care of Big Bad Casey from the get go here, Duff!

Duff: It's a falls count anywhere match! I can't begin to imagine where this one's gonna end up!

Bulldog grabs Casey by the head and drags him towards the exit door for the parking lot, an intensity spread across his face stemming from his anger towards the night time assassin that has hounded the family for the past few weeks. Along the way Bulldog Bill keeps Casey at bay with the occasional punch to the head and knee to his rib cage. At one point he stops, and slams Casey's head into a wooden table at the side of the corridor, causing the Bad one to see stars. Eager to show he means business, Bulldog reaches the two giant steel shutters at the back of the lorry loading bay - one closed all the way down and one open halfway - and Irish whips Casey into the closed one, the sound of three hundred and seventy five pounds worth of flesh, meat and bones slamming into the steel shutter shatters the backstage quietness instantly, the impact causing Casey to grunt in pain and fall to his knees. Looking pleased with himself, Bill finds a steel chair and walks over to where his victim is kneeling

Tex: Bulldog Bill in complete control here and looking like a man on a mission!

Duff: He's not scared of that coward that keeps attacking his Family!

Tex: There's still no referee back there!

Bill's smile turns into a growl as he quickens his pace and lashes a chair shot into the back of Big Bad Casey, who grunts louder than before. And another! Bulldog then stands back to admire his work before looking around at what else he could do to his opponent. Staring towards the half-open shutter door, he laughs to himself and as Casey tries to get back to his feet, Bill grabs him by the head and shoulders once more and takes him for a walk... as if he was walking Iris. They reach their destination and Bill delivers another series of knee's to the midsection before landing a DDT, the impact softened by the last minute outreach of Casey's hands to block the move. Casey is down, however, and Bulldog climbs back to his feet, taking his opponents arms and dragging him under the shutter, laughing to himself

Tex: Is Bill Barnhart going to try and crush Big Bad Casey under that giant steel door?!

For sure, that's what Bill Barnhart's going to do! After aligning Casey under the shutter so that his chest lies directly under the bottom of the shutter, Bill leans over to the controls and hits the big, circular Green button, which sends the motors into a spin and the steel door starts to close slowly, about ten feet above Casey. The noise has guided Hal Smith to where the two opponents are battling it out and he pleads with Bulldog to stop, but his plea's fall on deaf ears and the door slides down closer towards Casey's chest! As it grinds further and further down, Bill starts to lay the boot into Casey's midsection just to make sure he stays down.

Duff: Holy shit! He's actually going to do it!

The huge metal door bears down on Casey, who's eyes are wide open now to the realization of what's going to happen! Bill laughs at him as the metal begins to press down across Casey's chest as he struggles to keep the weight off with his huge arms. Straining under the combination of the weight of the door and the motors that are driving it downwards, Casey starts to look desperate as Bill waits for the inevitable moment that Casey's arms give way and the steel crushes him, with Hal Smith continuing his harassment of Barnhart, almost begging him to stop. As the motors begin to strain under the resistance, from out of nowhere, Casey manages to muster up the energy to drive his giant boot into the Bulldog's crown jewels! Bill falls to the ground clutching his groin, bringing an end to the whirring and the screeching of the shutter and it's motors, and bringing a huge sigh of relief from Big Bad Casey

Tex: If in doubt... kick a man in the nuts!

Duff: If he hadn't, Casey would be a pancake right now!

As Bulldog rolls around in agony from the massive impact to his pride and joy, Casey manages to force the door up just enough to slide himself out from underneath it and take a long, hard breather as he climbs to one knee. He notices the steel chair that Bill Barnhart had brought to the party and reaches for it, taking it firmly in both hands before slamming it into Barnhart's back, whilst still kneeling on one leg. Casey holds his kidney's for a moment to ease the pain inflicted by Barnhart's knee's earlier in the match before slamming the steel chair into Bulldog for a second time, the noise shattering the now quiet again atmosphere. Casey drops the chair this time to nurse himself again, finally regaining his full stance only to stumble into the shutter and hold himself up for a breather. With Bulldog stirring to his knees, but still in obvious pain, Casey re-opens the shutter to reveal the parking lot of the Ceaser Palace. The fancier cars that are obvious property of the big earners in the AWA are situated further away to avoid any damage or vandalism... but the cars of Mr. and Mrs. Joe M. Ployee are scattered out close to the right of the shutter doors. Casey spots a shopping trolley abandoned about twenty feet away and starts to make his way over, leaving Bill to get back to his feet to count his balls!

Duff: I don't know why he's bothering counting them... a man of his age and Bulldog looks won't be getting to much use out of them!

Tex: And i dare you to go out there and tell him that...

After re-asserting his masculinity, Bill scans around for Casey and begins to follow him into the parking lot, breathing heavier than before and every now and then wincing from the low blow Casey delivered just a few minutes before. Through the dimly lit area he notices Casey grab the trolley and lift it up with both hands, so he ducks behind a dumpster and looks around for something to protect himself with. As Casey calls out for him to "Come and get what he deserves", Bill has managed to get his hands on an old and battered dis-used steel radiator!

Tex: Things are gonna heat up a bit now!

Duff: ..... Shut the hell up!

Casey begins to walks back towards the loading area looking for his prey, but Barnhart outsmarts him and manages to sneak around the dumpster without being noticed, carrying the radiator in both hands. As Casey looks towards the place he left Barnhart, he stops and shakes his head... as Bulldog Bill lunges at him from behind with the radiator, smashing him across the back of the head and shoulders! As the massive impact sends Casey to his knees, the shopping trolley hits the ground and rolls off with its wonky wheel towards a pristine 1940 Cadillac Fleetwood... the only owner of which could be Goth himself! Bill Barnhart notices the trolley scurrying off towards his boss's car and forgets about his opponent for a moment, running off in pursuit of the trolley. Just before the trolley can scratch up Goth's pride and joy, Barnhart reaches out in desperation and stops it in its tracks, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow... "Phew"

Duff: What a dedicated employee!

Tex: What a slimy, brown-nosed jackass!

Duff: Go and say it to his face!

The distraction proves profitable for Big Bad Casey as he takes advantage of Barnhart's dedication to his boss by wrenching off the wing mirror of the car next to him and drives it into Barnhart's head, causing a trickle of blood to start flowing from the back of his head. Casey drops the wing mirror and whips Barnhart into the dumpster, a sickening thud ringing out across the lot. Barnhart clutches the back of his head to try to stop the flow of blood, which has now stained the skin on his neck and shoulders, while also trying to tend to his back. After taking a moment's breather, Casey walks over to his opponent and throws him onto the bonnet of a car this time, thoughts of what to do next running through his mind at 100 miles per hour. Climbing up onto the bonnet with Barnhart, Casey picks him up slowly by the head and wraps his huge right hand around the Dog's throat, preparing his opponent for a giant choke slam on the windscreen!

Tex: Casey looking to end this one right now!

Duff: This could be bad for Bill!

A split second before Casey can raise his opponent up into the air, Bulldog manages to muster enough energy to drive a knee into the already battered kidney's of Big Bad Casey and throw him off-balance. Down on one knee now clutching his ribs, Casey tries to get straight back up but Bill Barnhart is already on his case. He locks Casey's huge head into a headlock and jumps forward, driving Casey into the bonnet of the car with a sickening thud! Bulldog roles off with Casey and the two lay on their backs looking up at the night sky, light rain beginning to drift down onto their mutilated bodies

Duff: BULLDOG!!! Come on Bill! Make the pin!

Hal Smith looks down at the two of them as Barnhart begins to stir. As he manages to hoist himself up onto the bonnet again, he looks over to the side of the building and notices the Men’s Toilets. An alarm bell goes off in his head

Bulldog Bill: So... you wanted to pin me in the men’s bathroom, huh? We'll see about that!

Bill Barnhart once again drags Casey to his feet and marches over towards the men’s bathroom with his opponent in a headlock, Hal Smith in tow. He throws open the door and marches in, straight away kicking the door of one of the two cubicles in to reveal one of the sound men sat on the toilet with his trousers round his ankles... reading a magazine on animal porn. The shocked look on the employee' face is priceless. Barnhart shouts at him in disgust

Bulldog Bill: You... you sick son of a.. You wait till Goth hears about this!

Duff: HAHA!! OINK OINK!! EE OORRR!!!

Tex: That is absolutely disgusting...

The man has already yanked his trousers back up and stuffed the magazine into his jeans pocket, making a quick getaway from the shame that lingers in that cubicle. Barnhart, meanwhile, has kicked the second cubicle door in to find the toilet empty... but Casey has by now managed to regain some awareness and uses his tree trunk arms to throw Bulldog into the wall behind the toilet, sending Barnhart flying into the toilet and onto the cold tiled floor. Casey muses over his options and just as quickly places Barnhart's head over the edge of the toilet bowl

Tex: Flush him!

With Bill's throat over the rim of the toilet bowl, Casey slams down the toilet lid before delivering a huge leg drop, causing Bill to wretch as his throat his crushed against the edge of the toilet bowl, before rebounding out and into a heap on the floor, clutching his neck. Casey is slow to get up but, as Barnhart leans on all fours struggling for breath, he gets an idea. He places one foot on the toilet bowl and struggles to gain his balance before climbing up onto the seat. As the giant Casey attempts to climb up onto the porcelain container that holds the pump and toilet water, he doesn't see Barnhart clamber back to his feet

Tex: Is he going to try and jump onto Barnhart... from the back of a toilet?

As Casey balances himself on the back of the toilet and turns around, Barnhart has pulled out a set of knuckle dusters from his tights and fitted them onto his right hand. As Casey looks up, he receives a damning blow to the forehead from Barnhart, splitting him wide open! This causes him to slip and straddle the back of the toilet, slamming his groin hard into the porcelain. Barnhart musters a laugh to himself and climbs up on to the toilet lid, placing Casey's head in between his legs and reaching his arms around Casey's body

Tex: What in the hell is he trying to do?! And how in the hell is that toilet taking both of their weight?!

Duff: If only somebody walked in now!! HA!

Bulldog musters all of his remaining strength and falls backwards whilst pulling Casey with him, delivery a sickening piledriver onto the toilet lid, cracking it down the middle!

Tex: SWEET JESUS!!

Duff: SHIT HEAD! SHIT HEAD! That was brilliant!

Bulldog lays his arm over the unconscious Big Bad Casey as Hal Smith slaps the three count on the men’s bathroom floor, wiping his hand on his trousers in disgust once he's counted out the victory

Tex: Barnhart wins it in the men’s bathroom!!

Duff: What an incredible start to the show!

Winner:

The Man in black is backstage getting ready for the hell in a cell match. Big Vic Gillot is with him. The two men are also accompanied by the lovely Brenda who is wearing a purple lingerie set.

Fang: Everything moving along as planned?

Vic: Yeah boss, everything is going as you wanted it.

Fang: Good. Vic The Family is up against the wall. We need to do something quick because we can’t fight a war on two fronts. Goth’s got some plans in the works and I’m doing what I can. Hopefully Jay and Stace can step up to the plate with something soon. I’m not so worried about Canis and Metamania, they are simpletons and easy to deal with. Whoever this mystery man is though, well that’s got me worried. I didn’t take all this time to rebuild the Family to have it yanked out from under me. AWA may be my brother’s company, but the Family is my stable now and I will defend it.

Brenda: Even it it means bringing him back completely?

Fang turns around and looks at his lovely wife. His eyes have gone from brown to red.

Fang: My dear, he’s already back.

Brenda’s hands fly up to her mouth as she is in shock. The man in Black laughs manically as the PPV cuts to Dmitri as he can be seen in his locker room watching a picture as he stares at it and starts to talk to the camera

font color=blue>Tex: Ladies and gentlemen, what a show we have had thus far and it's only going to get better.

Duff: For once Tex is right. Tonight has been full of great action and huge surprises. I'm willing to bet more is on the way as well.

Tex: Look what we have here Duff. It looks like the International Champion has decided to grace us with his presence tonight. Let's take a listen at what he has to say.

The camera turns to show Chase Tomlin standing up on the stage with a microphone in his hand. The look on his face is the usual stoic mug we have grown used to. Dressed to compete with a microphone in his hand, Chase slowly begins pacing across the stage.

Chase: I know most of you were expecting a match right about now, but I think what I've got to say takes a little bit of precendence. For weeks now, some coward has been using the cloak of darkness to land one sneak attack after another upon The Family. While it may not be any of my business according to most, I feel that this matter needs to be addressed by someone is more than at home in the shadows himself.

The crowd has a mixed reaction, mainly in a negative fashion as hase begins pacing across the stage.

Chase: Now from the looks of it, whoever the asshole responsible for the attacks is has pretty much made their mark, making victims out of every member just about that has been seen. Due to my open affiliation to The Family, many have begun to speculate that I may be next. If that is the case, I gladly welcome the coward to try their luck, but I do so with this warning. Unlike the others my friend, I thrive in the darkness. If these lights were to drop out right here and now, I assure you that putting me down would prove to be a bit more difficult. Now I'm not out here to compare myself to The Family. I am merely giving you some obviously much needed advice.

Chase looks around the arena, soaking in the hostile ovation he's receiving before he continues on.

Chase: These acts of cowardice will not go unanswered I assure you. When your identity is revealed, and it will be revealed, you will second guess your decision to ever do the dirty work of this new revolution. Right now, I am putting you on notice. I may not be a member of The Family, but I definitely hold honor and respect as the two most important factors in any person's existence. That is why I am telling you now that once your name is discovered, it will not just be The Family you have to worry about. You will need to grow eyes in the back of your head because at any given moment, The Dark Angel will come to collect and the price I seek is blood. You know not of the hell you beckon for my friend, but you will find out soon enough. May your god have mercy on your soul, because I for one surely will not.

"Forsaken" begins to play through the speakers as Chase Tomlin drops the microphone on the stage, standing still or a moment as if to dare the lights to go out. After a few moments, Chase turns and makes his way back to the back.

Tex: Ladies and gentlemen, this situation has certainly gotten a bit more interesting. With Chase Tomlin entering the fray on the side of The Family, I think it's time for Canis to rethink his gameplan.

Duff: This guy has been trying for weeks to get into The Family and I think he just found his ticket. If he discovers who is behind it and delivers them to Goth, there's no way he'd be turned away again!

Tex: I'm inclined to agree with you Duff. With that said though, let's back to the action. Take it away Stormy!

Dmitri: A picture tells many things wont it my friends? And what does a picture of darkness tell you??

Dmitri places his hand over the picture before turning towards the camera

Dmitri: And from njow on there will be a Dmitri that will take charge... whether it will be tonight or next week... The dead will be coming.... bank on it....

With that Dmitri walks away and leaves the picture behind that shows nothing more than darkness.

Vs.

Vs.

The lights dim in the arena at Caesar’s Palace before we hear a thumping bass beat. The hell in a cell cage is brought down slowly from the rafters until it latches into place around the ring. There is a roof obviously on the cage so there is no getting out of the top. As soon as the cage is fully in place and the door is opened by the referee standing at ringside, the lights come back up and from by the announce table, Stormy Canyon gets to work, looking very stunning in a sparkling black dress.

Stormy: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the Triple Threat Hell in a Cell match!!! To win you must either pin an opponent or make one submit OR be the first to escape out the cage door…

The opening riff for "Room For One More" is heard over the PA, as soon as the baseline kicks in Jason emerges from the back with his mentor Steve Ramone following him close behind alongside Carrie, the crowd are mixed in their reaction to the trio as whilst they hate Jason they love Steve, Jason stares at the structure before stepping through the open door, and stepping into the ring. He bounces off the ropes as Steve and Carrie take up positions at ringside.

“Room For One More” cuts out and is quickly replaced by Rhinanna beginning to sing the beginning of “Run This Town”. Red and blue strobes like police lights begin to go off as a form rises from underneath the stage. Jay-Z’s part begins and a spotlight shines on the figure at it shows to be Fang. He is standing in the light in a Black Armani suit. His head is bowed as the music plays. He then looks up as he is joined in the entrance way of the stage by Big Vic Gillot. The two men walk down to the ring. The strobes still going off. More men in black suits walk behind the Man in Black. They surround the ring as he walks over to the cell door and gets in. The lights go back to normal as the music fades. Fang takes off the suit jacket to reveal a white tshirt underneath. He folds the jacket and hands it to Vic, who waits at the open cage door. Fang nods to Vic and the men around the ring and they walk backstage.

Tex: He seems to be all healed up from last week’s brutal attack. We don’t know if those carved words are off his chest though as he wears that white t-shirt.

Duff: I’m sure those hideous, wrongful words are gone. Much like this Family attacker will be once they choose to reveal themselves…

While Tex and Duff go back and forth for a bit longer, Stormy announces that Fang and Jason Stevens are already in the cage, ready to go.

Stormy: Already in the cage, first, from Las Vegas, Nevadaaaa….

The crowd goes nuts for the hometown boy as Stormy continues, with a smile on her face…

Stormy: …weighing in at 175 pounds…Jasoooooon Steveeeeeeeeennnns!!!!!

The crowd continues to blow the roof off of Caesar’s Palace as Stormy goes on. The crowd quiets down.

Stormy: His first opponent, from Long Pond, Pennsylvania…weighing in at 220 pounds…he is the Wolf God…Faaaaaaaaaaaang!!!

The crowd boos and continues to do so as Vampiria's Legacy in Blood hits as the arena goes black and the Titan Tron slowly starts to drip blood until the name of Dmitri appears. Dmitri slowly walks out to the ring with his manager Vladimir walking in front of him. He does not concern himself for the people that are either exchanging their hands to touch him or to throw their drinks at him. Dmitri and Vladimir approach the cage. Both of them look at it hungrily and take a gander inside before licking their chops towards Stevens and Fang. Both Stevens and Fang shake their heads and wait for Dmitri to enter the cage. Vladimir stays outside the cage and shows his teeth to Carrie Stevens, who is just sickened half to death.

Stormy: And finally, from Moscow, Russia…weighing in at 275 pounds…Dmiiiitriiiiiii!!!

The referee that has just climbed into the cage immediately calls for the cage door to be locked by the second referee that remains outside the Hell in a Cell. The bell is then called for and Dmitri immediately goes after Fang, throwing him to the far side of the ring. Jason Stevens decides it to be best to stay back as the two bigger men go at it first.

Tex: Good safe strategy being employed by Jason here early…

Duff: It won’t last. He’ll still end up being pinned or made to submit…by Fang.

Tex: Don’t be so sure of yourself. Dmitri held his own against the Universal Champion last Monday on Insomnia.

Duff: That’s because Vladimir was cheating!

Dmitri assumes command over Fang as Jason turns to Carrie, who places her hands on the steel, sending a shiver up her spine. Dmitri pulls Fang off the ropes and whips him to the other side of the ring. Fang’s back hits the solid steel of the Hell in a Cell. Jason turns around as Dmitri goes to spear Fang right into the fencing. Stevens however gets involved and sideswipes Dmitri, bringing him down to his knees. Vladimir is incensed at ringside and tells his minion to get up and deal with the little miscreant that is Jason Stevens. Dmitri obeys and grabs Stevens by the throat. He tosses him a good ways into the steel, right in the direction of where Carrie stands outside the cage. Carrie’s eyes grow wide as she backs away from the steel. Jason hits hard and Dmitri licks his chops. He pulls Stevens up to his feet and then delivers a sidewalk slam. Dmitri immediately goes for the first fall of the match…

Referee Simon Jones: ONE…TWO…

Stevens rolls his right shoulder and Carrie turns and breathes a sigh of relief, seeing that Jason was able to survive that. However Dmitri gets right back to his feet and continues to go after the smaller pray, much to Vladimir’s delight. Dmitri scoops up Stevens and delivers a mammoth spinebuster. He goes to attach the Vampire Bite mandible claw, but this is when Fang comes from behind and blows right into Dmitri. Dmitri doesn’t even know what hit him as he collapses right on top of Stevens. Fang stands tall and grins as the Las Vegas crowd boos the member of the Family. Fang, showing no fear, brings Dmitri up to his feet and wastes no time in delivering the Fatal Shot.

Duff: Already a Fatal Shot! Canis might not get what he wants here, should Fang win!

Tex: And here Fang goes for the fall… Canis won’t be happy with this…

Referee Simon Jones: ONE…TWO…

A dizzy and out of sorts Jason Stevens turns and goes to fall on top of Fang to break the count, but is on it a second too late…

Referee Simon Jones: THREE!!!!!

The Caesar’s Palace crowd is in disbelief as Fang shoves Jason aside and stands up, celebrating as “Run This Town” begins to play.

Stormy: Here is your winner of the match…FAAAAAAANG!!!

Tex: Wow…so sudden of a finish… Mr. Porter might be the record holder for winning of these cage matches in the fastest time!

Duff: I expect nothing less from the Family. They will ALWAYS be breaking records, Tex. Don’t look and sound so surprised!

The cage door is opened by the outside referee and Fang slides out of the cage and out to the floor, celebrating his way up the wrestler ramp, having at least picked up a win after what happened last Monday.

Meanwhile back in the ring Dmitri is kicking the ropes. He then turns and hungrily looks at Jason Stevens, who according to Vladimir outside the ring, was the cause for Dmitri losing. Vladimir instructs him to scoop up Stevens, which Dmitri does. He hooks Jason up and delivers a devastating DDT. He then rolls Stevens up like an accordion before bringing him up into the air. He then delivers a Jackhammer after allowing the blood to rush to Jason’s head. Carrie looks petrified as the referee inside the cage finally gets Dmitri to back off and leave the Hell in a Cell cage. The cage begins to raise now as Steve and Carrie slide into the ring to check on Jason Stevens, who looks to be out like a light.

Duff: Alright, he might not have gotten pinned like I said he would, but he sure took a beating from Dmitri.

Tex: That was just SICK right there. What did Jason do to deserve that?!

Duff: You saw it. He broke up the pinfall too late. Anyways, we need to move on here tonight Tex. Bigger things upcoming…although the Family is already 2 for 2 in wins!!!

Winner:

The scene switches backstage where Marissa Swanson can be seen walking down a hallway, presumably towards her dressing room. From behind her there is a yell of a female's voice that makes her jump. She turns around and she sees that it is AWA interviewer Tyra Foxx, microphone in hand.

Tyra Foxx: Marissa! Marissa, I'm so glad I caught up to you! How are making do with the recent attacks on The Family? Aren't you in the least bit afraid to be walking around knowing that another person could be next?

Marissa: I've been reassured by Goth that I will be protected by Jay and Stacy, who are just three doors down waiting for me in one of several unmarked rooms. I just had to make some pre-match preparations first is all. But no, I'm not concerned in the least bit. Whoever the coward is that is attacking The Family obviously has a death wish. When they get caught by the local security Goth has hired, they will be arrested on spot.

Marissa's comment would speak wonders, but her eyes tell of another story. It tells of a young, frightened girl who has the look about her of someone that has gotten little sleep whilst in hiding. Tyra Foxx picks up on this and redirects the question.

Tyra Foxx: Really? Because from the looks of you, it looks like you've gotten no sleep and are more scared of your own shadow than a germophobe falling into a pile of trash. How will this affect your match with Ronin? Will you be able to successfully defend your title against him tonight?

Marissa: That is none of your business, this interview is over! Now if you'll excuse me, I am meeting my stablemates just down the hall.

Marissa turns around and walks away as Tyra Foxx just scoffs and shakes her head walking out of the shot. The camera follows Marissa. Just as soon as she reaches an unmarked door, the lights go out, and a scream is heard, followed by a thump. A moment later the darkened hallway lights up as the door opens and Stacy Kissinger peeks out, seeing the young buxom superstar whimpering on the ground. She immediately comes to her kneeling down to her asking if she is okay.

Stacy: Marissa! Are ya alright dear! What on earth happened?

The frightened young lady responds in whimpers and fighting back tears.

Marissa: I....don......don't ......know. All....of....a....sudden, the lights went out....and.....and....and....

Stacy: And what darlin? Did someone knock you down?

Marissa: YES! sobbing I couldn't see, and someone knocked me down and I don't wanna die! I don't wanna be the next person that gets hurt by that coward. Please Stacy, don't let them hurt me.

Stacy: Shhhh....it's alrigh dear. It'll all be okay. It twas probably someone that was pullin a prank or somethang. You're okay Marissa. You're.....

From out of nowhere the lights go out again, this time Marissa and Stacy scream, and there is a deep, raspy laugh followed by a bone chilling voice in a distortion modulator.

V0ICE: TELL JAY GOLD HE'S NEXT. HA HAH HA HAH.

A moment later the lights go back on, and we see Stacy and Marissa hugging each other, looking scared out of their minds. The door in the hallway opens and out peeks Jay Gold who sees the two ladies quivering in fear. He looks at the camera with wide eyes and slams the door shut, followed by a series of locks.

Metamania and his wife, Freya, arrive at the gorilla position as the camera opens up. Both are in their wrestling gear currently and as they reach the area, they are greeted by Jade Green.

Jade: Metamania, I have one question for you. All week long, your opponent, Frankie Everheart, has not shown up at all, but I'm told that he is in the building. What kind of plan do you have awaiting him?

Metamania: I wasn't happy at all this week when he chose not to engage in a verbal war with me. Therefore, the only thing that I can do is take him into the arena and do what I have to do in order to become the #1 contender to the AWA International title. It's not going to be an easy, given Frankie's creditability in the ring, but I am extremely confident that he be taken and defeated over time. The way I see it, he was nothing more but a man who chose to stay in the shadows and cower in his little hole. Well, like a kid being taken away from his room by his parent to meet the world of reality, which is school in that kid's case, it's the same thing here. Frankie doesn't want to face me at all, but I'm going to force him to do so. I'm going to take away his home and he'll be kicking and screaming, begging not to cross over into that arena. But I don't care, Jade, because I want the one thing that I know will get me back to the top and that's the International title, a title that I know belongs to me and will belong to me sooner than later. It doesn't matter who I face, whether it's Hank, Chris, or even Chase - either one of those men will have to deal with the fact that I'm coming at them with guns blazing, seeking the title that they worked hard for to get inside that cage. But let's slow down and take it easy, because we can't over do it, Jade. So I have to concentrate on Franke Everheart and he's my target for this week. I'm going to smash him into pieces and watch everything about him fall, like hitting a mirror hard and watching all the glass shatter all at once. Then I'm going to drag him over to the grave and I'm going to take that shovel and put dirt on him, Jade. Not once. Not twice. But three times, Jade! I'm going to bury Frankie Everheart alive in order to become the #1 contender to the International title! Now I'm sure that Goth, Fang, or one of their cronies are going to try and stop me. Let them try! I welcome the invitation! I will kick their asses to the curb with such quickness that they didn't know what hit them! Then I'll go back to Frankie and seal the deal! So, Frankie Everheart - ready or not, THE ONE AND ONLY is coming and the dragon's rage will be unleashed upon you - FOR GOOD! I'll see you in the ring!

Metamania steps away from Jade with his wife and exits the picture, Jade bringing down her mic and staring after them.

Vs.

The camera pans around the ring as we see the Asylum Wrestling Alliance workers move a mock-up of a graveyard into place near the ring. What this graveyard mock-up consists of a 20 foot by 20 foot graveyard with an open grave dug into the tons of dirt contained within the mock-up graveyard and there is a cinder block wall about 4 feet high surrounding the mock-up graveyard. We can see headstones in the dirt and some lying on the ground. We can also see some shovels and hoses and rakes and several other tools you might find in an actual graveyard. This Buried Alive match will take place inside this mock-up graveyard and not inside the wrestling ring. The crowd is getting anxious for the start of this Buried Alive match between Metamania and Frankie Everheart. We turn our attention to Tex and Duff who will explain the match stipulations to the fans while we are waiting for the arrival of the wrestlers involved in this match.

TEX: This match is a Buried Alive match, which will take place in that 20 foot by 20 foot graveyard mock-up set up here at ringside, and there are a few twists in this match which take if off the standard type of Buried Alive match we are used to.

DUFF: For instance in this Buried Alive match there is no Casket involved and no cover for the grave to put into place after your opponent is in the grave. The concept in this match is to toss your opponent into the open grave which measures 8 feet long, 4 feet wide, and 6 feet deep and then you have to...

TEX: But here is where the deviation from a standard Buried Alive match takes place. Management has decided that after a wrestler tosses his opponent into the open grave, they must then take a shovel, and toss in THREE shovel loads of dirt onto his opponent inside the grave for the win.

DUFF: That deviates from the normal Buried Alive match where you either toss in one shovel full of dirt or place a cover over the open grave. And the wrestlers need to take into consideration that in order to win they must toss in three shovel loads of dirt into the grave while his opponent is inside the grave to win. This means they must use a shovel to do so. They cannot just pick up dirt in their hands and toss an equivalent amount of dirt into the grave. If the three shovel loads of dirt are not done with a shovel then it doesn't count.

TEX: This unique twist in how to ultimately win this match should make for a very interesting finish. It takes time to load a shovel up three times with dirt and then toss it from the shovel into the grave for the win.

DUFF: And we all know that the longer it takes for a wrestler to take out his opponent for the win, the more chance his opponent has to recover and get back into the match. And the winner of this match obtains the Number One Contender position for the International Title.

The attention of the crowd is secured by the sounds of an alarm and gunfire, then the sound of helicopter blades, then we hear the unmistakable INESTRUCTIBLE by Disturbed hit the speakers and rock Caesars Palace. We see Metamania step out from the backstage area through the black curtains. As he walks under the TRON pyros erupt from the sides of the TRON and the sparks cascade down around him. He gets to the landing at the top of the entrance ramp and he stops and plays the crowd by raising his hands in a victory pose. We then see Freya walk through the backstage curtains and walk up to Metamania and she grabs his hand and the two walk down the ramp toward the ring. Metamania takes every opportunity to greet his fans and shake hands with them as he makes his way to the ring. When they reach the ring Metamania jumps up on the ring apron and holds the ropes open for Freya to step through and into the ring. He then follows Freya into the ring and he plays up each side of the ring to get the fans fired up. When he reaches the side of the ring where the mock-up graveyard is located, he motions to the fans how he is going to toss Frankie Everheart into the grave and then shovel the dirt into the grave for the win.

TEX: I see Metamania easily winning this Buried Alive match. He may be small and light but he is very quick and agile. There are so many items in the mock-up graveyard to use as weapons too. With his quickness I feel he can easily out-maneuver Everheart, get him to fall into the grave, and then quickly shovel in the three loads of dirt for the win. I believe that!

DUFF: Tex, you also believe in the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, and that you might get laid by a woman tonight. Believing in those things doesn't make them true anymore than you believing that Metamania's quickness is going to get him a win over Frankie Everheart. Frankie proved last week that he is one tough sumbitch when he beat the crap out of Bill Barnhart and took some heavy shots himself.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our first competitor in this Buried Alive match, from New York City, New York, standing 5 feet 6 inches tall, and weighing 176 pounds, it is META "METAMANIA" JACKSON!!!!!

TEX: All this time and I never knew that Metamania's name was Meta Jackson.

DUFF: Do you ever pay attention to anything other than cute women?

TEX: That is an odd statement coming from someone who worships beer as a god.

Metamania acknowledges the announcement by Stormy Canyon but his enjoyment is short as the lights in the arena go dim as the first notes of RAINING BLOOD by Slayer hits the speakers in Caesars Palace. The attention of the fans is focused on the curtains to the backstage area as they await the arrival of Frankie Everheart. We see Frankie step through the black curtains with a huge grin on his face. He walks under the TRON as pyros erupt and cascade sparks and smoke around him. As Everheart reaches the landing at the top of the entrance ramp he taunts the crowd and they begin to boo louder. Frankie waves off their pathetic attempts to irritate him and this causes the fans to get louder and more animated. Frankie stands there glaring down toward the ring where Metamania is located. He then takes off in a full run down the entrance ramp toward the ring. We watch as Freya quickly exits the ring as she realizes that Frankie Everheart is likely to leap into the ring and directly go off on Metamania and she wants to be out of the way. As expected when Frankie Everheart reaches the ring he dives under the bottom rope, quickly pops to his feet, runs to a corner and leaps up on the top turnbuckle, and then he does a back flip into the center of the ring. Obviously Frankie has done this to show Metamania that he is also very quick and agile in the ring. Frankie then points over to the mock-up graveyard and he tells Metamania that he is going to bury him in the grave for the win.

STORMY CANYON: Here is our next competitor on this Buried Alive match, from Miami, Florida, standing 6 feet even, and weighing 200 pounds, it is FRANKIE "THE FUTURE" EVERHEART!!!!!

TEX: The future of what? Another loss?

DUFF: You are so funny that I forget to laugh! Look, it was a freak thing that Barnhart won over Everheart last week and you know it! Even Barnhart admitted that so I don't see why you can't!

TEX: This match is fairly even between these two wrestlers. Although Metamania is giving up 4 inches of height and 24 pounds of weight, I don't feel that is an advantage or disadvantage to either wrestler.

DUFF: What? Just a moment ago you were saying that Metamania had the advantage and now you claim this match is even and neither wrestler has an advantage? You are a very odd person Tex. But for once we seem to agree on something. With both of these wrestlers being very quick and agile I see this will be a quick-moving match. However, I am going to give a small advantage to Everheart since he is known for being a vicious and brutal wrestler and that plays very well into a Buried Alive match.

Referee "Chocolate" Chip Long walks to the center of the ring and calls Metamania and Frankie Everheart to him. He informs them this is a Hardcore Rules match which means that they are allowed to use anything found in the graveyard as a weapon against their opponent. Long informs them that the entire match is to take place in the graveyard mock-up which he points to next to the ring. The only thing Long says he will do is if the wrestlers spill out of the graveyard mock-up he will stop the action and make them get back inside the graveyard walls. He further states that pinfalls, submissions, and count outs do not have any meaning in this match. Referee Long finally informs them that the way a wrestler can win the match is to be able to toss his opponent into the open grave and then shove in THREE shovel loads of dirt into the grave on top of their opponent, using a shovel only, and using any other means to throw dirt into the grave on an opponent is invalid. Chip Long also informs the two that the winner of this match becomes the Number One Contender spot for the International Title Belt. He asks Metamania and Everheart if they fully understand the rules of this match and both indicate they fully understand. Satisfied that both wrestlers understand how the match works Referee Chip Long directs Frankie Everheart and Metamania out of the ring and into the graveyard mock-up. Once the two wrestlers are inside the walls of the graveyard mock-up Referee Chip Long motions to the Timekeeper to ring the bell. The Timekeeper rings the bell and this match is officially underway.

TEX: Hey, Duff, how long do you think it will be before one of these guys can get the other into the grave and start shoveling dirt on top of them?

DUFF: Although that sounds easy to do, considering the in-ring performances of both these wrestlers, I am going to say that both are going to have an extremely difficult time getting their opponent into the grave, and an even harder time keeping them in the grave long enough to actually shovel in three loads of dirt.

Metamania and Frankie circle each other around the open grave. Everheart points to the open grave and yells at Metamania that he will stuff his masked ass into the grave and bury him with the dirt to win the match. Metamania shakes his head NO and stares down Frankie as the two continue to circle each other around the open grave. The next time they circle we watch as Everheart grabs the shovel, stuck into the dirt on his side of the grave, and he holds it in his hand as a weapon. We see that Metamania realizes Frankie is about to use that shovel as a weapon so he reached over and pulls the shovel out of the dirt on his side of the grave. As the two continue to circle the open grave Frankie swings his shovel across the open grave to hit Metamania with it but Metamania jumps out of the way of the shovel and Everheart misses him. While Frankie is recovering from the misses shovel whack, Metamania lifts his shovel over his head and swings it down across the open grave in an attempt to hit Everheart in the head. Frankie sees the shovel hit coming so he grabs the handle of his shovel in both hands and he raises the shovel over his head to deflect the shovel shot by Metamania. We hear the shovel from Metamania hit the shovel handle above Frankie's head with a loud whack. The hit causes Metamania to lose his grip on the shovel and we watch as the shovel flips over to the other side of the grave to where Frankie Everheart is located. Seeing his advantage of Metamania not having a shovel as a weapon, we watch Everheart use his shovel as a pole vault by running toward the grave, digging the shovel head into the dirt, and leaping over the open grave to drive both his feet into Metamania's chest. Metamania drops to the dirt and Frankie jumps on top of him and starts to pound the head and face of Metamania with his fists.

DUFF: That was a brilliant move on the part of Frankie Everheart. Once Metamania was disarmed of his shovel Frankie knew he had the advantage over him. I would have never thought of pole vaulting over the grave like he did though.

TEX: I have to admit that right now Everheart has the advantage and it will be interesting to see if Metamania can make a comeback in this match.

Frankie continues to sit on the chest of Metamania and punch him in the head and face. In a desperation move Metamania raises his leg up causing his knee to slam into the groin of Frankie Everheart with a low blow. Everheart rolls off the chest of Metamania while holding his groin from the low blow. Metamania pulls Frankie's hands away and then he leaps on top of Everheart and starts to punch Frankie in the head and face like he did to him earlier. Frankie manages to fight back and the two wrestlers start rolling around in the dirt with each one getting the advantage of being on top of the other every so often. The two are rolling closer to the open grave and there is a chance that one or both of them are going to fall into the grave. The two continue to fight and struggle with the other as they continue to roll toward the open grave. They struggle and they manage one more roll and both wrestlers fall into the open grave with a thud. A collective gasp goes out from the crowd as they realize both wrestlers just dropped six feet into the open grave. The crowd is transfixed on the grave waiting for some type of movement from the wrestlers.

TEX: Now we have an interesting situation. Both wrestlers are inside the grave but neither one of them is able to get the shovel and drop in three shovel loads of dirt.

DUFF: Yep! All we can do is wait and see if one of them can get out of the grave to shovel the dirt on top of the other one.

The crowd gets excited as they see a hand reach up out of the grave and grab the dirt at the top. Then we see another hand come up and then we see Metamania pull himself up out of the grave. As he gets to his feet he locates a shovel and he motions that he is ready to shovel in the dirt for the win over Frankie Everheart. We watch as Metamania gets one shovel load of dirt and he turns and drops the fist shovel load of dirt into the grave on top of Frankie Everheart. Metamania then turns around to dig up the second shovel load of dirt. While his back is turned we see Everheart climb up out of the grave and he grabs the other shovel. Metamania loads his shovel with his second load of dirt and he turns to dump it into the grave on top of Everheart. Much to his surprise Frankie is standing behind him and when he turns he faces Everheart and he is caught off guard when Frankie slams his shovel into the side of the head of Metamania, causing Metamania to fall over on his side and roll on the ground coming to stop against a headstone. We can tell the shovel shot had a major impact on Metamania and Frankie Everheart can see that also.

TEX: I don't see any blood seeping out from Metamania's mask so I have to make the assumption that he didn't get cut by that shovel shot.

DUFF: I think his mask saved him from getting cut from the shovel shot but his mask didn't help protect him from the blow itself. I am sure he is hearing bells ringing and birds tweeting.

Frankie has a demonic look on his face as he approaches Metamania. As he approaches Metamania Frankie looks over and sees a hose on the ground. He grabs the hose and walks up behind Metamania and he wraps the hose around the neck of Metamania and cinches the hose up to choke him. Metamania is desperately trying to loosen the hose to get some air. He is struggling hard but it doesn't appear to be loosening the hose at all. Metamania drops to his knees and it appears that he won't be able to remain conscious for very much longer. While on his knees Metamania looks to his right and he sees a can of weed killer spray. He manages to reach out and grab the hose with the sprayer nozzle on it and he maneuvers it over his head, toward the face of Frankie, and he hopes when he pulls the trigger of the spray mechanism that there is pressure in the weed killer spray can. As Metamania squeezes the trigger of the spray mechanism we see liquid spray out of the nozzle and into the eyes of Everheart. The weed killer chemicals burn his eyes and Frankie releases his hold on the hose around Metamania's neck. Frankie is staggering around trying to locate some way to wash the week killer chemicals out of his eyes. Metamania, in the meantime, removes the hose from around his neck and sits there catching his breath. Everheart is still staggering around and he suddenly steps on the rake lying on the ground and as he does the rake handle comes flying up and hits him square in the face. Since Frankie's eyes are still blinded by the weed killer chemicals he didn't see the rake handle coming and the hit causes him off guard. Frankie drops to the ground still wiping his eyes and trying to regain his vision.

TEX: This may be the advantage Metamania needs to take care of Frankie Everheart.

DUFF: Even if he could get Frankie into the grave, Everheart isn't beat down enough to keep him there.

Metamania sees he has a major advantage over Everheart so he walks over to Frankie, picks him up in his arms, walks over to the open grave, and flips Frankie over the grave. Unfortunately for Metamania, Frankie doesn't go into the grave, but he ends up laying across the opening of the grave. Frankie is on his back with his heels dug into the dirt on one side of the grave and he is holding on to the other side of the grave with his arms above his head. Metamania is upset that Frankie didn't go into the mat so he walks out on top of Frankie and tries to jump up and down to drop Everheart into the grave. Metamania isn't able to drive Frankie into the grave and we can see his frustration. Metamania leaps high into the air to bring himself hard onto Frankie's body to drive him into the grave. Everheart sees him leap into the air and he rolls out of the way causing Metamania to drop straight down into the grave. Frankie continues to roll until he is off the open grave. He gets to his feet, grabs a shovel, and he begins to get a shovel load of dirt to drop in on Metamania. He turns and drops one load of dirt into the grave on top of Metamania. Frankie quickly turns and obtains a second shovel load of dirt and he quickly turns and dumps the second load of dirt into the grave while Referee Chip Long holds up two fingers. Everheart can smell the victory as he turns to obtain his third shovel load of dirt. As he turns toward the grave to drop the third load of dirt into the grave for the win, we see the hand of Metamania reach up and grab the leg of Everheart. Metamania pulls hard on the leg of Frankie causing him to fall backward on the dirt, and in the process of falling Frankie drops the shovel and fails to drop the third load of dirt into the grave on top of Metamania for the win.

TEX: Whew! That was damn close!

DUFF: Yes it was!

Metamania quickly climbs out of the grave and he looks around for something to use as a weapon. He spies a chain and he picks it up and starts to swing it around as he approaches Frankie to finish him off. Everheart sees Metamania coming with the chain and he realizes he needs to find a defense quickly. Frankie gets to his feet and he looks around for something to use as a weapon. The only thing Everheart can immediately find are some rocks, about the size of grapefruit, lying on the ground. Frankie picks up an arm full of these rocks and he watches the approaching Metamania with the chain. We see Metamania reel back to go for a chain shot on Frankie and we watch Everheart launch a grapefruit sized rock at Metamania. Fortunately for Frankie the rock lands square in the chest of Metamania causing him to stop his chain in mid-swing. Metamania recovers enough to run toward Everheart with another attempt at a chain shot. Frankie again launches a large rock in the direction of Metamania, this time hitting Metamania on the thigh. The rock hits hard enough that it drives Metamania to his knees and he drops the chain to the ground. Frankie takes this opportunity to launch a final rock in the direction of Metamania, this time hitting him on the foot. Frankie runs around the graveyard looking for another weapon to use against Metamania while Metamania is on the ground in pain nursing his thigh and foot.

DUFF: I would like to say that was a ROCK solid defense there on the part of Frankie Everheart!

TEX: Oh what a pathetic attempt at humor!

Frankie Everheart continues to search around the graveyard looking for a weapon. He locates a Weed Whacker and he picks it up to use it against Metamania. As Frankie approaches Metamania with the Weed Whacker we watch Metamania get to his feet and quickly search for a weapon. Metamania spies a coil of rope and he grabs it in his hands. We are not quite sure how he is going to counter a Weed Whacker with a coil of rope but as we have seen so far in this match anything is possible. Frankie pulls the rope in an attempt to start the Weed Whacker so that he can use the nylon cord to whip up on the body of Metamania. For some reason the Weed Whacker isn't starting and we can tell that Frankie is frustrated. While Everheart is struggling trying to start the Weed Whacker we see Metamania grab a couple of lengths of rope in his hands and leap toward Frankie. Metamania manages to clothesline Everheart with the rope which drops Frankie to his back. Everheart gets to his feet and decides to use the non-operating Weed Whacker as a weapon. He swings the Weed Whacker hard to whack Metamania in the side, but Metamania sees the Weed Whacker coming and he leaps out of the way and up on top of the cinder block wall. Frankie spins around with the missed hit and as his back is turned to Metamania we see Metamania leap off the wall and onto the back of Frankie Everheart, wrapping the rope around the neck of Frankie choking him hard. Metamania cinches up on the rope causing Frankie to try desperately to grab his breath. Frankie goes down to his knees as he is losing consciousness. When Metamania has Frankie nearly out cold he releases the rope from around his neck and decides to administer some finishing moves on him to finish him off. We watch as Metamania backs off a bit then leaps up on the shoulders of Everheart, twisting around, then executing a twisting head scissors throw slamming Frankie to the ground. Metamania then drags Everheart to his feet and executes a DDT onto a headstone which is lying on the ground. The slam into the headstone has nearly knocked Everheart clean out. Metamania wants to ensure that Frankie is fully out before tossing him into the grave for the win. We watch as Metamania grabs Frankie Everheart in a Piledriver and driving him hard head first into the headstone again completely knocking him out. Metamania then picks Everheart up and walks over to the open grave and drops him into the grave. Metamania then grabs a shovel and picks up one load of dirt and dumps it into the grave on top of Frankie. Referee Chip Long holds up one finger to indicate one shovel load of dirt has been placed in the grave on top of Everheart. Metamania quickly grabs another shovel load of dirt and drops it into the grave. Chip Long now holds up two fingers to indicate that two shovel loads of dirt have been dropped into the grave on top of Frankie Everheart. Metamania knows he has the victory here as he turns and obtains his third, and final, shovel load of dirt, turns, and he drops the final shovel load of dirt into the grave on top of Everheart. Referee Chip Long holds up three fingers to indicate that the required three shovel loads of dirt have been dropped into the grave on top of Frankie Everheart for the win. He then calls for the bell from the Timekeeper to end the match with a Metamania win.

DUFF: Well I have nothing to say except that Metamania managed to take the advantage to his benefit better than Frankie Everheart was able to do with his advantages.

TEX: And he also obtained the Number One Contender position for the International Title Belt.

STORMY CANYON: Here is the winner of this Buried Alive Match, by placing Frankie Everheart into the grave and dropping three shovel loads of dirt into the grave on top of him for the win, and in the process obtaining the Number One Contender position for the International Title, it is META "THE ONE AND ONLY - METAMANIA" JACKSON!!!!!

Referee Chip Long raises the hand of Metamania in victory. He then drops the hand of Metamania and Metamania exits the graveyard by jumping over the cinder block wall, grabbing the hand of Freya, and then the two of them walk up the ramp to return to the dressing room area.

Winner:

The scene switches to Chris Shipman as he is preparing for his match.

Shipman: I’m going to keep this short and sweet kiddies. Hank you are a seriously disturbed man, but not as disturbed as I am. I will take you beyond your limits and go further when you cry and beg for mercy. Tomlin, you piece of shit. I will be taking your title from you tonight. This Pay Per View is titled Saint Valentines Day Massacre II. Massacre is what it will be. I’ll see you two in the ring. Till then, Toodles!

The TRON crackles to life as Ronin’s ghostly white face fills the screen.

The crowd begins to cheer and chant as he smiles into the camera. Slowly the rumble within the arena fades away as the crowd grows quiet.

Finally, we have come to the point where words hold little meaning, when two competitors must enter the ring and prove to themselves as well as to each other that they can live up to the promises that were made in the preceding week. Tonight, I step the ring with a champion who set the world on fire with her coming, and very quickly usurped the highest crown in the business. Unfortunately, tonight that champion must defend her crown against me.

More cheers fill the arena.

Ms. Swanson has proven herself to be very capable in the ring during her time here. She holds a victory over everyone in that locker room except for one. She is overtly optimistic, bordering on cocky, but she can back it up. I like that. At least I did up until this week.

Ronin’s smile fades, replaced by a sneer.

But your glorious champion has spent her entire week in hiding, up until last night. She finally got out into the world, with her body guards, no less, and tries to convince me and the entire world that she did it of her own accord. I sincerely hope that I’m not the only one who noticed that she ventured out into the big, scary world only after I repeated berated her for hiding in her little hole.

A smattering of laughter rolls through the arena.

But now, the time for words has come to an end. Now, the Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match for the Universal Championship will soon be under way. I must face off against the champion and prove once again, just as I did with Mr. Porter, that I am already what they all say that I soon will be. When the bell sounds, and the medical staff is helping Ms. Swanson to her feet, all of these people who have been talking about how great I will be will realize that they have nothing else to talk about. Then, there will be only respect for the champion that I have become, and the quiet reflection of the era that will end when this match is over.
For now, I’m tired of talking, and the time has come to prove to Ms. Swanson that I have become that which she feared that I would.

He leans in toward the camera.

Enjoy the show.

Ronin begins to laugh as the scene fades to black, and the TRON shuts down…

Vs.

Vs.

Stormy Canyon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is the Triple Threat match for the International Championship!!! The first wrestler to come down the aisle is one of the challengers, standing in at 6’3 and weighing in at 235 pounds!! Hailing from The Georgian Backwoods!!! The Psycho!!! Chris Shipman!!!

The arena lights go out as the opening to Du Hast begins blaring. Strobe lights begin flashing as green purple and red spotlights move up and down the ramp and ring as the drums kick in. Smoke fills the curtain area as Shipman walks out from behind it and quickly moves down to the ring in his ripped jeans and noose. He just walks by fans reaching out to touch him and get hi 5's. He gets in the ring and tosses the noose to the floor as the lights go back to normal and the music fades.

Stormy Canyon: And his first opponent, also challenger…. Standing in at 6’6 and weighing in at 248 pounds!! He is accompanied to the ring by Chaplin Graves!!! Hank Henry the Third!!!!

Hank Henry comes out with his limping manager Chaplin Graves, they discuss the pro and cons of the upcoming match, Chaplin plays the crowd as Hank gets in the ring.

Stormy Canyon: And their opponent, standing in at 6’6 and weighs in at 315 pounds!! He is from parts unknown and is our reigning and defending International Champion!! Chase Tomlin!!!

The lights in the arena dim and turn to a crimson hue as "Forsaken" by Disturbed begins to play through the speakers. The fans begin to boo as a small flame circles the center of the stage. A few moments pass before the flames rocket into the air. As the flames begin to die down, Chase Tomlin stands in the center of the small flames, looking around the crowd. Chase smirks slyly before stepping through the flames and making his way into the blood red spotlight and making his way down to the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, Chase walks around the ring to the steel steps, slowly stepping up one at a time before slowly pacing across the apron, taking a moment to look into the crowd with disgust before climbing between the ropes and making his way to his croner as the lights return to normal. Chase removes his trenchcoat and drapes it across the top rope as the music fades out.

Tex Martin: This is going to be interesting, Hank has been on a roll lately and Shipman is the one guy that holds the only victory over our current International Champion. What can we expect from this one Duff?

Duff Travers: What we can expect is an all out war between these three and the title is up for grabs!!!

The bell has rung and both Hank and Shipman are aiming for the champion, they charge in on Tomlin and we see Shipman starting to pound away at Tomlin as Hank has gotten some shoulder blocks in the corner as they have driven Chase Tomlin in the corner.

Tex Martin: Who would have expected to see Hank and Shipman work together?

Duff Travers: That won’t last long that’s for sure!!

Tomlin delivers some heavy blows to the face of Shipman, causing him to fall backwards and then Tomlin grabs Hank and delivers some high knees to the midsection of Hank and then picks him up and slams him down to the canvas. Tomlin goes for an elbow drop and then goes for the cover, but Shipman pulls him off Hank and then drops an elbow in the groin area of the champion as Shipman grabs both legs and delivers a headbutt to the lower region of the champion and goes for the cover.

Tex Martin: Is that enough? NO!!

Hank comes down with an elbow to the back of Shipman as that breaks the three count before Tomlin can muster a kick out. Hank grabs the left arm of Shipman and pulls him up to his feet before driving him down with a Double Arm DDT in the middle of the ring. Hank turns around and sees both men still down and slides out of the ring as he grabs a chair and slides back in the ring. There he measures both men, we can see the champion slowly rise to his feet as he is using the ropes for leverage. Hank walks up to him from behind and blasts Tomlin in the back before dropping the chair and grabbing the head of Tomlin and wants to go for a DDT. But the big man suddenly grabs Hank by the waist and pulls him towards the ropes that causes Hank to have him hit the top rope with his throat and falls backwards in the middle of the ring. Tomlin slowly gets up and grabs the chair as he sees Chris Shipman storming towards him. Shipman goes for a spear, but gets the chair blasted in the back of the head before he drops down and Tomlin drops the chair on top of him before dropping a series of elbows to the chair and then turns Shipman around and goes for the cover.

Tex Martin: Will this be it??

The referee goes for the three count and calls for the bell as Tomlin slides out of the ring and grabs his championship belt from the ring announce table as he walks to the back

Stormy Canyon: The winner of the match, Chase Tomlin!!!

Both Shipman and Hank Henry stare at the champion as the show goes to a commercial break.

Winner:

The scene switches to Goth’s office as he is on the phone. He has an unpleasant look on his face.

Goth: Yeah, I know. I don’t understand it either, but whomever it is, they’re going to get their ass full of my boots when I find out who they are.

No, you don’t need to come here looking for trouble either. You’ve got your hands full where you are, which is why I’ve sent some extra security your way.

No one screws with the Family and gets away with it.

Yeah, I know you can handle yourself, but did you see what’s been going on?!