Tim: Welcome everyone to SATURDAY SUICIDE!!! We're finally back from a slump and better than ever!

Jeff: Yeah, you started to think we were entering a downward spiral of WCW like antics… Well, nah uh!!! The Hardcore Wrestling Federation is HARD TO THE F'N CORE!!!

Tim: You said it! If you thought what you have seen before was insane… sick… homicidal… suicidal…

Jeff: A complete Sabu rip off…

Tim: Shut up! Folks… YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN` YET!!!

Jeff: UH… Why didn't you just say that to begin with?

Tim: Shut up, Jeff.

Jeff: Ugh, what a dumbass… People, stay tuned tonight because we'll be back with some hardcore mayhem!!!

(Commercials)

Tim: All right, folks, we're back… Some fine quality commercials from the HWF marketing department…

Jeff: Before we get to our first match, I'd just like to pass along this little info I learned earlier today. Sammy Argon was injured earlier this week while sparring in a local gym, working to make his comeback. It is reported he has a separated shoulder and should be out for a few weeks if not more time. We'd just like to wish Sammy a speedy recovery.

Tim: Certainly. It's now time for our opening match. This has been dawned a "Loser Leaves Fed" Match, so two of the three teams will NEVER be seen in the HWF again!

Jeff: Somebody obviously has pissed off the bookers!

Tim: Yes, you're right on that one.

(Operate Annihilate by Powerman 5000 blasts over the loud speakers. Strictly Ed and Strictly Sam walk out together the same pace same foot front same foot back. They stop under the entrance way. One looks to the right. One looks to the left. They look at each other. They both nod and continue to walk down the rampway. They are both carrying two oak briefcases in the right hand. They place the briefcases on the outside of the ring and then both enter the ring on separate ring steps. They stand in the center of the ring, next to each other with arms folded in front of them staring
towards the entranceway for their opponents to make their entrance.)

Jeff: I personally think Strictly Bizzness and West Syde Ryders are going to lose this.

Tim: Could very well be…

(As the music "The Righteous Ones" comes on, Bobby-G and Terraryze walk out of the back, making the "West Side" sign. They strut down to the ring.)

Tim: Only one team left.

("Hello Time Bomb" hits the speakers and a big blast of pyro goes off. The Main Attraction(with Stacy) walks out and stops looking into the crowd, then they walk to the ring very slowly letting the fans boo them and telling fans off, Bryan then steps into the ring as Matt Lane leap frogs over the two then stand as inward pyro goes off.)

Jeff: Is this going to be a brawl or a tag style match?

Tim: Two men will start and can tag anyone. The first person/team to score a pinfall wins the match and the losers are no longer employed by the HWF.

Jeff: It looks as though Strictly Sam and Terraryze will start this match.

(Strictly Sam and Terraryze stay in the ring as the rest of the wrestlers go to the ring apron. The bell sounds as Sam and Terraryze lock up. Sam gets the upper hand and backs Terraryze into the ropes. Sam lays in a knife edge chop to the chest of Terraryze. WHOOO!! Terraryze returns fire. WHOOO!! Terraryze nails a punch between the eyes and kicks Sam in the gut. Terraryze quickly applies a front face lock and drops down in a DDT! Terraryze then smacks Matt Lane, tagging him in.)

Tim: Not exactly a friendly tag…

(Matt Lane is surprised by the move but retaliates with a right hand to Terraryze! Lane enters the ring and kicks Terraryze in the knee. Lane goes nuts with a fury of punches, but is chop blocked from behind by Strictly Sam! Sam turns Matt around and whips him to the ropes as Terraryze gets out of the ring. Matt Lane holds onto the ropes as Sam ducks down. Lane measures him up and hits a leaping rocker dropper! Lane rolls Sam over for the pin, as Bobby-G climbs to the top rope. One, two, Bobby-G dives off and hits a diving headbutt to Matt Lane! The count is broken up, barely. Bryan McNevin rushes into the ring and clotheslines Bobby-G. Terraryze then comes in and pounds on McNevin. Finally, Strictly Ed enters the ring.)

Jeff: Well, we knew this would happen!

(Terraryze and Strictly Ed trade blows, but Strictly Ed picks Terraryze up and sets him on the top rope. Strictly Ed climbs to the second rope, about to superplex him. Bryan McNevin then runs and shoves Strictly Ed, as Ed falls off the ropes and crashes to the floor. On the other side, Bobby-G and Strictly Sam have double teamed Matt Lane, stomping him to the ground. Bryan McNevin climbs to the second rope, applying a front face lock. He picks Terraryze up and falls backwards, hitting a devastating brainbuster!!! The crowd loves the move as McNevin covers Terraryze. One, two, Bobby-G and Strictly Sam both dive and break up the count. They stomp away on McNevin, as Matt Lane rolls to the outside. Stacy comes over to check on him, as he tells her something. She smiles and walks to the railing, picking up a chair. She hands it to her as he rolls back into the ring. Matt Lane cranks up the chair and nails Strictly Sam in the back of the head. Bobby-G turns right into a another chair shot. Lane drops the chair and helps Bryan up. Matt then goes back outside, picking up the ring apron. The crowd chants "TA-BLE" as Matt Lane slides out a table. He holds it up as Bryan walks over and pulls it into the ring.)

Tim: I think we've got a winner in the making!

Jeff: I told you! I told you!

(Bryan has set up the table and picks up Strictly Sam. Matt Lane gets in position as Bryan gets Sam up and falls back. Lane leaps and catches his head and they go crashing through the table. Bryan rolls him over and hooks the leg. One, two, three!!!)

Tim: It's over! The Main Attraction is staying!
Jeff: Bye, bye West Syde Ryders… Adios Strictly Bizzness!!

Tim: C'mon, Jeff. These guys gave it their all.

Jeff: So? They still aren't apart of the HWF, so get out!

Tim: Geez…

Jeff: Well, Tim, as the Main Attraction celebrates, I believe we have a commercial.

(Commercials)

Jeff: Damn, the HWF marketing is on fire tonight…

Tim: Elmo is not the Anti-Christ…

Jeff: Sure he is. That's what the HWF says. And believe me, the HWF DOES NOT lie…

(Cut to backstage, where Rebecca is buying a Coke from the pop machine. From behind her, The Main Attraction walks up. She turns and jumps back in fright, beginning to plead with them.)

Tim: What are they going to do?!

Jeff: I don't know, but I do know that the Main Attraction said if Brad Hunter and Cerebus didn't give them a title shot, they'd go after Rebecca.

(Rebecca tries to beg them off, but Matt Lane grabs a hand full of her red hair. The Main Attraction begins to laugh as they take her through the hallway of the arena.)

Tim: C'mon, now! This is uncalled for!

(From behind, Brad Hunter and Cerebus nail Matt Lane and Bryan McNevin. Rebecca gets away as the four men brawl in the hallway. The camera then goes back to the arena.)

Jeff: Some definite heat between those two teams…

Tim: Definitely… We have a match scheduled up next in a Triple Threat Match with Jayson Starr, Chris Goings, and Thunder. Take a look…

(Cut to tape)

(March 4, 2000)

(The camera switches into what looks to be the HWF Locker Room hallway at Memorial Stadium. The hallway is empty when the door swings open marked with a yellow star and a name that is unrecognizable to the eye. Its new HWF superstar Chris Goings. He is wearing khaki pants, burgundy loafers, a silver and purple silk shirt, and silver sunglasses. He walks down the hall and turns the corner. He falls flat on his ass and the HWF Hardcore Champion, the one that accidentally bumped into him, just walks away snickering. Goings gets up quickly and starts walking back towards Thunder.)

Goings: Hey, Mr. Cause Pain And Entertain. Get your stank ass back here so I can kick it!

(Thunder turns around and laughs at Goings. Goings shakes his head and charges straight for Thunder knocking him to the ground with a clothesline. He starts stomping away at Thunder with kicks to the midsection. Thunder slowly works his way back up to his base not affected much by the stomps. He reaches for something and finds a metal rod lying on the ground next to him.
He grasps it with his hand and shoves it right in the crouch of Chris Goings. Goings tries to get up but is hit hard with the rod right in the skull. He is bleeding severely and Thunder just walks away laughing and shaking his head. Goings is then attended to by EMT'S but he just shoves them away and walks back into his locker room.)

(March 18, 2000)

(The camera fades in from commercial and the crowd is restless waiting for this show to finally get underway. When all of a sudden "Just Like This" by Limp Bizkit blares through the arena and then the crowd is suddenly awakened from their dull nap. A silver spotlight lights up the ring and Chris Goings appears in a sudden strike of lightning down to the ring. The crowd jumps then begins to applaud the HWF newbie as he holds a microphone up to lips wearing his wrestling attire, a purple, and black singlet with a big silver C in the middle and his black and purple wrestling shoes. The crowd silences with the slice of a finger from Chris Goings. His music stops and the lights are back to normal over the ring as the thousands and thousands of HWF fans
are standing in Asbury Park, New Jersey waiting for Chris finally to liven things up here.)

Chris Goings: Hello and welcome to my show, Saturday Suicide. I will be your host for this evening and every evening until the end of the HWF. I was watching all that was going on tonight from the back and to tell you the truth it wasn't much to watch. I saw my dozens and dozens of fans slouching back in their hard metal chairs with drool hanging off their chins and I said to myself 'I have to do something about this!'. So I laced up the shoes and strapped on the singlet and I am now ready for my Saturday Suicide debut.

I have arranged co-main event for tonight which I will be included in. I can see the headlines now, 'Chris Goings Trashes HWF Starr In His Debut'. Well if you haven't guessed by now I will be facing that idiot Starr tonight in my Suicide debut. Well I don't think I can wait any longer. Get that bum out here. One more thing. After my quick victory over Starr there won't be many people that I haven't beaten in my illustrious career. So the question isn't who's next anymore. The question now is who's left? Starr, YOUR LEFT! One more thing Starr, when you get into the ring with Chris Goings, its not a matter of winning or losing anymore Starr... Its a matter of your survival!

(The lights go out and some original modern rock mix comes on over the PA system and the crowd bursts into cheers anticipating the arrival of HWF superstar "The Hardcore Hero" Jayson Starr. The curtains open and...)

(A man with long brown hair almost reaching his knee's and a brown goatee wearing brown sweat pants with wholes in each knee and a black t-shirt that says "Hardcore Hobo" Jenson Starr. The midget hobo makes his way down the aisle while the audience is just cracking up. He slides into the ring and struggles to climb to the top
turnbuckle. He flexes and the crowd laughs even harder. He removes his muddy green trenchcoat and totally reveals his Hardcore Hobo t-shirt. He takes off his black ski cap and throws it into the crowd while blowing a kiss at the same time. The bell rings and the midget runs straight towards Goings. Goings shoves him to the side and bounces off the ropes. Hobo runs under the clothesline and jumps down to the ground trying an old style tripping maneuver. Goings doesn't fall for it and he lands a quick leg drop to the back of the Hardcore Hobo. Hob gets up to his feet clinching his back in pain as Goings gets down on his knee's. Goings hits a rolling German suplex, then another, then another and finally goes for the pin. The ref doesn't count the pin because Hobo's feet are on the ropes. Goings is mad. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air. He jumps off the ropes and lands a devastating diving headbutt he calls "The Finisher". It refrains from going for the pin as he makes his way back up to the top rope. This time he dives off and executed a perfect 450 splash off the top rope! He lifts Hobo to his feet and locks on the crossface chickenwing! He is wrenching back on the neck and arm of the Hardcore Hobo as he is screaming in pain. Keep in mind Goings has been on his knee's practically the whole match. The Hardcore Hob finally taps out and the ref calls for the bell. Goings shouts, "Your left Starr!". Goings slides out of the ring to a hell of a lot of boo's and a hell of a lot of cheers. He runs through the curtains and "The Hardcore Hobo" Jenson Starr is carried out on a stretcher. The camera then fades to commercial.)

(End tape)

Jeff: So that was a few of the happenings leading up to tonight's contest. Starr hates Goings, Goings hates Thunder, and Thunder doesn't like anybody!

(The lights go out and the crowd is standing on their feet waiting for their favorite HWF superstar to arrive. The lights begin to flicker purple and silver above the ring and the crowd roars into an array of cheers. Posters are being held up all over the arena and then the lights go pitch black once again. Steam rises from the entranceway and "Just Like This" by Limp Bizkit starts over the PA system at a sold-out HWF Arena. The crowd is roaring and the whole arena turns silver and purple with a silver spotlight searching the arena. It stops in front of the curtains and new HWF superstar Chris Goings is standing with his hands up in the air. He strikes them down with serious speed and purple, black, and silver streamers fly from the rafters almost piercing the ears of everyone in the arena. He runs towards the ring and slides under the ropes. He bounces off the ropes and climbs to one turnbuckle raising his hands in the air to a standing ovation. The music slowly fades out as his opponent is ready to make his way to the ring.)

Tim: Chris Goings is in the ring, here comes Jayson Starr.

(The music hits, as Jayson Starr walks out of the back and into the entranceway holding a wooden baseball bat. He stands there and raises the bat into the air and screams "yeah!", and looks around. Then, he takes his way to the ring, slides under the bottom rope, and walks to the center of the ring... He looks around, then once again shouts "yeah!" as he raises both hands into the air, listening to the crowd go wild.)

Jeff: Only one left to go…

(The HWF arena goes black and a hush falls over the crowd. A loud roar of thunder rumbles through the arena but immediately changes to Prodigy's "Breathe". Silver and blue pyrotechnics erupt from above the ring and in front of the stage entrance. The lights come back on and Thunder comes out from behind the dark curtains wearing his black outfit lined with silver and blue and his black sunglasses with it. Behind him, his new valet, Rachel, appears in a green skimpy dress. He walks slowly but purposefully to the ring as more thunderous sounds are heard randomly throughout his entrance. He walks down the ramp ignoring the fans that attempt to slap his hands on either side of the entrance. He climbs the ring steps and gets in the ring. He goes to each corner of the ring and stands there peering over into the sea of hardcore fans. He sits on top of one of the corners opposite the ring entrance waiting for the bell to sound.)

Tim: This should be a good one.

(The bell sounds as the three men stand in a triangle, waiting for the right time. Jayson Starr nails Chris Goings with a right hand and Thunder follows suit. Starr and Thunder pound away on Goings, then back him into the ropes. They whip him across the ropes and hit a double clothesline, knocking Goings inside out.)

Tim: Chris Goings' constant trash talking has gotten himself in some trouble tonight.

(Starr and Thunder lift Goings to his feet Thunder applies a front face lock and DDTs Chris to the mat, as Jayson Starr comes of the ropes with a leg drop. As the two men get to their feet, Thunder shoves Starr.)

Jeff: Maybe not so much team work now.

(Starr retaliates with a huge right hand and clotheslines Thunder. Thunder doesn't go down, instead he rebounds with a right hand of his own. The two trade punches as Chris Goings gets to his feet. He runs to the opposite ropes and then hits a dropkick with a foot hitting each man. Thunder and Starr tumble through the ropes to the outside. Goings follows them out, going after Starr. He pulls Starr to his feet and applies a front face lock, hitting a suplex on the cement. As Goings gets to his feet, Thunder rushes and hitting a diving shoulder block, knocking both of them to the ground. Thunder quickly gets to his feet and pulls Chris Goings up. Thunder gets a huge whip and whips Chris right into the steel railing. The railing slides back about five feet into the crowd, as Thunder then pulls Starr up. Thunder then whips Starr right at Chris Goings. As Starr gets close, Chris ducks and back body drops "The Hardcore Hero" into the first row of the crowd!! A group of fans practically catch Starr, but he crashes through them and lands on their chairs! Rachel comes over to Thunder as they begin to practically make out at ringside. He then tells her to move. Security guards are quick to get the fans away, as Thunder then runs at Chris. Chris stumbles off the railing as Thunder gets to him. Chris quickly nails a drop toe hold, sending Thunder face first into the railing!!!)

Jeff: Holy crap! His face is busted open!

(Blood streaks run down the center of Thunder's face, as Chris Goings drags him to his feet. Goings rolls Thunder into the ring and slides in behind him. Jayson Starr falls over the railing, back on the right side. He slowly crawls the ring apron, as Chris Goings has applied an elevated Boston crab on Thunder. Jayson sees it and tosses the apron up and begins to slide out a table to the delight of the crowd. Starr slides the table under the bottom rope and slides in himself. Jayson then smacks the face of Chris Goings with a monstrous shin kick to the face!!! Chris immediately goes limp, releasing the hold. Jayson Starr goes back to the table, setting it up in the corner. He then goes to work on the back of Chris Goings. Stomps to the back are broken up by a neckbreaker from Thunder. Thunder pulls Jayson to his feet but Jayson shoves Thunder arms off of him and grabs his neck, sitting down. He nails a perfect reverse 3/4 face lock bulldog ala Danny Doring. Thunder springs backwards landing on the mat.)

Tim: What a move by Jayson Starr. Jayson gets to his feet, taunting Thunder. Chris Goings gets up behind him and grabs a waistlock. He then hits German suplex, but holds on.)

Jeff: Uh, oh! That rolling German suplex combo Goings loves to use!
(Goings hits another German Suplex, holding on. He lifts Starr back up and turns to the table and hits German suplex right through the table! He bridges for a pin. One, two, three!!!)

Tim: Chris Goings has won this match!!!

Jeff: What a great match!

(Chris Goings is celebrating in the middle of the ring holding his hands high in the air earning a huge victory over former HWF Hardcore Champion Thunder and HWF superstar "The Hardcore Hero" Jayson Starr. Goings stands on the top rope and the crowd gives him a mixed reaction. He hops down and all of a sudden the lights go out. The lights come back on and a man that stands about 6'1 weighing 250lb.'s of pure muscle dawning in all black is in the ring. He slices his throat and walks up to Goings. Goings has a look of intimidation on his face as he looks into the mans eyes. The man charges at Goings but Goings takes him down with a drop toe hold. The man gets right up to his feet. Goings hits a nice looking German suplex, then another, then
another and the large man is down. Goings goes to the top rope and launches himself off hitting "The Finisher", a diving headbutt. The man is knocked out on the mat... Or is he?)

Tim: OH MY GOD!!! That large mystery man is getting up!

(The man sits up and gets to his feet. Goings is petrified in the middle of the ring as the man walks towards him. He straps the neck of Goings with two hands and lifts him high in the air. He slams him down to the mat with a powerful sit-down chokeslam. The crowd cheers and there are loving this guy. He reveals his shirt under his jacket which says "The Saga"... Steve Perry.)

Jeff: You know him?

Tim: I don't know him... You know him?

Jeff: Yeah, he's "The Saga" Steve Perry obviously idiot.

(Then all of a sudden from behind the curtains the rest of the Perfect Alliance minus Keith Bronson runs to the ring. Lance Sterling and Justin Storm dive into the ring and are immediately stomped by Perry. Goings runs and hits an ax handle smash to the back of Perry. He turns around and is pounded on by all three men at once. Goings raises his hands in the air as the crowd boo's. Goings runs to one side of the ring while Justin Storm runs to the other. They climb the turnbuckles and face towards "The Saga". Sterling is beating on Perry in the middle of the ring and finally hits "The
Director's Cut", a fireman's carry into a Crucifix Bomb! Storm jumps off and hits the Torrential Downpour, a frogsplash, simultaneously Chris Goings jumps off and hits "The Finisher", a diving headbutt. The crowd bursts into boo's as "Better Then You" by Metallica begins on the PA system. The Perfect Alliance leaves as the new guy, "The Saga" Steve Perry is laid out in the middle of the ring.)

Jeff: Oh my God!

Tim: The Perfect Alliance has laid out this Steve Perry guy!!!

Jeff: We'll be right back!

(Commercials)

Tim: Well, contrary to what Jeff would like to do, meaning ridiculing me all night, we're going to actually have our last match. Is that ok with you, Jeff?

Jeff: Sure…

Tim: Great… Our last match has been named a "Depths of Hell" Match. The President, Chaz Manson, himself made up this match so we know it should be good.

Jeff: The ring apron is currently being doused in light fluid and will be lit once both men are in the ring. Outside the ring, tables, also showered in lighter fluid and lit ablaze. Even more lighter fluid and rags are under the ring, so this should be great.

[The arena's spotlights turn to silver, and gold pyro shoots up three times from the center of the stage. "Better Than You" by Metallica starts to play over the speakers. Lance Sterling walks out from behind the curtains and a chorus of cheers, mostly from the ladies in the crowd, greets him. From behind him, "Brutal" Keith Bronson walks out and follows Lance. Lance is wearing a glittery silver robe with "Simply Perfect" embroidered on the back in gold stitching. He slowly walks down towards the ring, an air of confidence about him. He climbs the steps and gets into the ring, then removes his robe to the adoration of the women. Under the robe Lance is wearing silver pants with "Simply Perfect" written up the left leg in gold and "Lance Sterling" written up the right leg, again in gold writing, and a pair of gold wrestling boots. He flexes his muscles and a shower of pyro explodes around him as his music fades out. Keith Bronson stands at ringside, arms crossed, and a sneer on his face.]

Tim: I should note that this match has been given an added stipulation. If ANYONE interferes, it is an automatic disqualification.

("The World is Not Enough" slowly builds as the lights dim to near dark. As the music continues towards the chorus, you see Michael finally enter the arena from backstage. Silver laser lights race around the entrance area and finally center on Trey, who is very solemn and waits with his head down. The chorus begins while you hear explosions and see the laser lights begin to flicker and fly around all over. Michael raises his head and raises his arms to the crowd as he finally approaches and enters the ring.)

Jeff: Now, light the fire!!!

(The HWF crew begins to light matches, igniting a table one by one. Finally all the tables are on fire. They then throw a match on the ring apron, lighting a flame, which quickly circles the perimeter of the ring. Michael Trey and Lance Sterling almost become entranced by the flames, but snap out of it and slowly begin to circle around the ring. They come together and lockup. Lance Sterling over powers Trey and backs Trey into the corner. A huge knife edge chop. WHOOO! Sterling whips Trey cattycorner to the corner and hits a running clothesline. Trey is rocked backwards, as his feet briefly come off the mat. Sterling climbs to the second rope and begins to lay in punches. 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10! Sterling jumps back down as Trey falls to the mat.)

Tim: Lance Sterling is showing some pure power early in this match.

(Lance pulls Michael up and whips him towards the ropes. Michael instead jumps onto the top rope, inches above the flames, and springboards off with a moonsault! He takes out Sterling as the two hit the mat. Michael Trey gets up quickly but then slows down, showing some pain. Sterling gets to his hands and knees and kicks his ribs, the impact echoes through the arena. Sterling falls back to the mat but Michael Trey quickly pulls him to his feet. Trey leaps into the air, for a hurricanrana. Sterling just overpowers him and holds him up, not allowing Trey to complete the rana. Sterling turns towards the ropes and powerbombs Trey over the ropes, straight through a flaming table!!)

Jeff: OH MY GOD!!

Tim: I think he's dead!

(The table is no longer on fire, the flames put out on impact. Lance Sterling looks down as Michael Trey squirms on the cement. Sterling gets to the outside of the ring and pulls Trey to his feet. Trey can barely stand as Sterling rams him headfirst into the rail. Sterling then scoops Trey up over his head, in a Gorilla press. Sterling moves towards the tables, but Trey wiggles free and slides down his back. Sterling turns and Trey kicks him in the gut. Trey hooks his arms and nails the Flash of Pain (Double Arm DDT) through another flaming table!)

Tim: Flash of Pain!!!

(Michael Trey and Lance Sterling are in the break of the table, both pretty much out of it. Trey slowly gets to his feet and pulls Sterling up. He holds Sterling's head in the flames of the ring apron, as Sterling begins to scream. Sterling nails an elbow and gets out of the fire. Sterling runs with an outstretched arm, but Michael Trey hits a drop toe hold and Sterling goes face first into the timekeeper's table! The table doesn't give and Sterling is basically hung on the table for a moment! Michael Trey grabs Sterling and rolls him into the ring, making sure to hold him for a while in the flame. Trey grabs a handful of rags and bottles of lighter fluid from under the ring and throws them in.)

Jeff: I think we're going to see some marshmallow roasting tonight!

(Michael Trey carefully climbs to the apron and gets in the ring, keeping his boots on the flames. Trey grabs a bottle of lighter fluid and squirts it all over Sterling, who tries to get out of its spray. Trey uses his foot to try and push Sterling into the flames, but Sterling resists with everything he has. Sterling shoves Trey off and as Trey comes back, Lance nails a low blow. Trey drops to his knees as Sterling gets to his feet. Suddenly, the crowd erupts in cheers as "The Icon" J. Simon Rykopathe along with the masked man who mysterious hit Jayson Starr weeks ago begin to walk to the ring. The Icon carries chair, lit on fire.)

Tim: It's the Icon! The former World champ is here!

Jeff: Who's with him?

Tim: I don't know, but it looks to be the man who hit Jayson Starr a while back!

Jeff: They can't interfere, it'll be a DQ!

(The Icon comes to the edge of the ring, and slides the chair in the ring. Lance Sterling looks at the chair and then to the Icon, who just stands beside the masked man. Keith Bronson slowly walks over to the Icon, checking things out. Lance then turns to Michael Trey and applies a standing head scissors. Lance lifts Michael up and spreads his arms for the Director's Cut. Michael furiously tries to wiggle free and does. Trey nails a low blow from behind as he quickly picks up the flaming chair. He nails Lance Sterling over the head with it, and tosses it to the mat. Lance is groggy on his feet but doesn't fall. Michael grabs his neck and runs to the ropes, springboards off, and hits a modified blockbuster!!!)

Tim: That's his new move, the Last Breath!

(Michael Trey covers Lance. One, two… Keith Bronson dives in the ring!!! The bell rings getting a DQ on Sterling. The Icon and the masked man hit the ring and go after Bronson.)

Jeff: Bronson purposely cost Michael Trey a pinfall! What brilliance!
Tim: Brilliance?! Lance Sterling couldn't get the job done but couldn't lose fairly!

(Chris Goings runs out to the ring, making it a three on three with Michael Trey helping the Icon and the masked man. The six brawl apart, as 3/4 of the Perfect Alliance get in the aisle and Trey, Rykopathe, and the masked man stand in the ring. "The Icon" hands Michael Trey a black shirt and Trey puts it on.)

Tim: It's a Hardcore Revolution shirt!!! Michael Trey has joined the Hardcore Revolution!!!

Jeff: We're out of time! We'll see you next week!

(The six men exchange words from a distance as the ring is barely burning now. Fade to black.)