Sentinel 10/5/08 RESULTS.

[The Crimson Ghost!]

The camera opens to a very solemn looking Cara Costello, who is seated in Declan Prescott's office chair. She smiles politely into the lens, although the straight edges of her lips and the smudges in her mascara make it apparent her mood is a foul one.

Cara: Good evening and welcome to Sentinel. As you may or may not be aware, the owner of Global Impact Wrestling, Declan Prescott, has been in a hospitalised state for the last seven days. He will make a complete recovery, but it will be a long and painful one. Because of this, he is unable to fulfil his responsibilities as the owner of this company. As a result, he has placed me in charge of the day-to-day running of GIW, until he is able to return to active duty. During this time, every single GIW employee will answer to me personally.

Cara's gaze flickers from the camera, to her left for the briefest of moments, before she clears her throat and continues.

Cara: I will run this company with integrity and I will listen to any complaints my employees may have. I will, however, not tolerate and subordinate behaviour from anyone. Every single member and fan of this company will respect me and this establishment. Failure to do so will result in severe consequences.

Cara's eyes suddenly sharpen to a fiery death stare.

Cara: The man responsible for me being placed in this position will learn that, before the night is over.

Cara's eyes again flicker from the camera and towards her left.

Cara: How'd I do, De -

The acting general manager is cut short, as the camera cuts to a perplexed looking Nicholas Vinegar and Daniel Hanson.

Hanson: What the heck was that about?

Vinegar: I have no clue. It seemed like there was a second person in the room.

Hanson: You mean a third person? You can't forget the camera man.

Vinegar: That's true, but I wonder who it was. Last I heard, Declan wasn't even close to being released from the hospital.

Hanson: Well we'll just have to wait and hope the answers are revealed to us. I can't wait to find out, though!

Vinegar: I wonder if Brandon Brown is thinking that, too. Cara just sent a very loud and threatening message towards our Global Champion. But right now folks, we're gonna get tonight's action started. Two rookies in the form of Randy Boolzian and Brian Ryder will be making their GIW debuts in mere moments!

"Straight Out Of Line" hits and Brian Ryder, with a football in hands, enters the arena.

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Boston Massachusetts and weighing 265 pounds... BRRRRRRRRRRRRIAN RRRRRRRRRRYDER!!!!!

Ryder enters the ring, as "Wonder What's Next" hits and the fans begin cheering. Randy Boolzian, a Red Bull in hand and a cigarette wedged between his lips, makes his way onto the stage.

Dennis: And the opponent, from Oceanside, California and weighing in at 220 pounds, the Red Bull Icon... RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRANDY 'BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLZ' BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLZIAN!!!!!!

Vinegar: BoolZ entering the ring now, but Ryder turns him inside out with a GIGANTIC clothesline!

Hanson: And that just sent Red Bull everywhere! Damn it, the first match has only just started and the ring is already trashed!

Vinegar: I wouldn't say 'trashed', as Ryder is now stomping away at BoolZ. This Brian Ryder is one big, tough, strong competitor. He has BoolZ beat in the power department, but we'll see if that's enough to pick up the win.

Hanson: I think it's safe to say that it will be.

Vinegar: Which might be the reason why you're always getting caught with your foot in your mouth. Now Ryder pulls BoolZ up, but RBI counters with some stiff fists to the giant's guts. Now BoolZ is able to score with a kick to the gut and a pile driver! Ryder just went head first into the canvas!

Hanson: He's way too tough to be bothered by such an attack.

Vinegar: I disagree. Ryder is getting to his feet, but he certainly seems dazed. NOW BOOLZ WITH THE TUMBLE WEED!!! Ryder goes bouncing across the ring into the corner. BOOLZ CONNECTS WITH THE NO FLY ZONE!!!!

Hanson: BoolZ has some impressive speed, I'll admit. But you just watch! Ryder is just waiting for the perfect time to make his move!

Vinegar: That remans to be seen, as BoolZ is heading to the top rope. Ryder is slowly climbing back to his feet AND BOOLZ IS SIGNALLING FOR THE STARGAZER!!! HE LEAPS FROM THE ROPE AND NAILS THAT DEVASTATING SHOO - NO!! RYDER CATCHES HIM AND COUNTERS INTO A TREMENDOUS SPINE BUSTER INTO THE CORNER!!!

Hanson: Ha! What'd I tell ya?! Now Ryder is setting up for the Touchdown!

Vinegar: AND HE LIFTS BOOLZ INTO THE AIR! BUT BOOLZ BREAKS FREE IN MIDAIR, TWISTS HIS BODY THREE SIXTY DEGREES AND DELIVERS A STARGAZER OUT OF NOWHERE!!! HE COVERS! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!

Dennis: Here is your winner... RRRRRRRRRRRRANDY BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLZIAN!!!!!!

Hanson: No way!

Vinegar: You were wrong, Dan! BoolZ was able to overcome Ryder's power! And he won his first ever GIW match in the process!

Hanson: Yeah, yeah...

[The Crimson Ghost!]

Sean Jensen is backstage, packing his things. Suddenly a figure approaches him, a taser behind his back.

Sean: I'm glad I'm leaving this place. It's full of worthless cretins. Declan booked me in nonsensical matches with a bunch of jobbers. I got one chance at two titles. He wouldn't let me do much. And then this shit with......Roxy......

Figure: Sean.

Sean: Levi?

Levi Witham: Don't leave.

Sean: Why? You want me to keep living with this torture? With you and Roxy? The shit Declan puts me through every week? I don't think so.

Levi: I can help you out.

Sean: Oh, so now you think that you're a bigger star than I am? You know what Levi? I should have killed you when I had the chance.

Levi: I'm serious Sean, I want to help you out. I just need you to promise me that you'll give it another shot.

Sean: What's that behind your back?

Levi: N...Nothing. So will you stay?

Sean: What the hell are you hiding behind your back!?

Levi: SEAN! ANSWER ME!

There is a disturbing silence as both men just stare at each other, Sean with rage in his eyes, Levi with sadness

Sean: That tears it. I've said it before. I'm fucking done.

Sean stands up and throws his bag across his shoulder.

Sean: Get out of my way.

Levi: I can't let you go.

Sean: Levi...I promised mom before she died that I'd protect you. I'm damn willing to break that promise right about now.

Levi: Look, I just want you to patch things up with Roxy and-

Sean: Alright, I'm out of here.

Levi sticks his arm out to stop Sean.

Sean: That was a mistake.

Sean lands a hard right punch on Levis, who falls to the ground. Sean walks off. Levi grabs the taser and tases Sean, who screams in pain.

Levi: I really didn't want to do that.

The camera cuts to a disturbed looking Hanson and Vinegar.

Vinegar: I hope Sean is okay!

Hanson: He's off the payroll now. What do you care?

Vinegar: He's still a human being, Daniel.

"Haunted" hits and Calypso Desmona crawls through the curtains and onto the stage. She rises to her feet, smiling, and begins heading to the ring.

Dennis: The following match is an inter-gender tag team match! Introducing first, currently residing in Hartford, Connecticut, The Mistress Of Pain... CAAAAAAAAAAAALYPSO DESMONAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Desmona enters the ring, as the arena darkens. Several musical notes begin playing, before the lights return to reveal Misery in the centre of the ring. She has the GIW Women's Championship strapped around her waist.

Dennis: And the partner, from The Pit, The Queen OF The Damned, the GIW WOMEN'S CHAMPION... MISERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY!!!!!!

Vinegar: The Champion and the number one contender having an intense stare off here. At Toxic Intent they will be opponents, but tonight they're going to have to work together.

Hanson: Yeah, if they're not careful, Skinny and Tony could really gain the advantage on them! Please...

Vinegar: Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, Hanson.

Hanson: That's just something stupid people say to make themselves feel better.

"Why Can't We Be Friends?" hits. Brandon McSkinny and Obese Tony march onto the stage, clothed in full military gear. Plastic helmets and rifles, included. They march down the ramp, saluting fans as they go.

Dennis: The opponents... FAAAAAAAAAAAAATTY AND SKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNY!!!!!!!

Hanson: Genius!

Vinegar: Skinny has entered the ring via the steps, but Obese seems to have wedged himself between the top and middle ropes! Both ropes are stuck in his flab rolls and now he's all tangled up!

Hanson: So I guess this just became a handicap match?

Vinegar: And Skinny just got blasted by a kick to the crotch by Desmona and a punch to the face by Misery! The skinny man is dead, it looks like!

Hanson: Ha! And now both Misery and Desmona put a foot on his skinny chest! ONE! TWO! THREE!!

Obese: BRUGH!!!

Dennis: YOUR WINNERS... CAAAAAAALYSO DESMONAAAAAAAAAAAAA AND MISERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY!!!!!

Hanson: Damn, bitches!

Vinegar: And now Misery and Desmona are raising each other's arms in the air. I didn't expect to see this kind of cooperation between them. What does it mean?!

Hanson: Well, it's just like you said, Nick. Tonight, they're allies.

[The Crimson Ghost!]

"Immortal" hits, as Donovan Hastings, wearing dark cloak, emerges on the stage. He is greeted only with boos from the fans.

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Hartford, Connecticut and weighing in at 230 pounds.... LOOOOORRRRD DONOVAAAAAAAAN HAAAAAAAAAAASTINGS!!!!!!

As Hastings enters the ring, "Turn Up The Trouble" hits. Chris Austin enters the arena, the Hardcore Title around his waist, and is greeted with mostly cheers.

Dennis: And the opponent, currently residing in San Diego, California and weighing in at 220 pounds, The Next Great One, the GIW HARDCORE CHAMPION... CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIS AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUSTIN!!!!!

Vinegar: This is a preview of Toxic Intent, so to speak, as both these competitors will be meeting at the Pay-Per-View. The difference, of course, will be that the Hardcore Title will be on the line in three weeks time!

Hanson: Which means only three weeks until Lord Hastings take his rightful place as a GIW Champion! It's going to be great, Nick!

Vinegar: We'll just have to wait and see, as Austin is now in the ring and has removed his coat and the Hardcore belt. The bell rings and this match is underway. Both men lock up and Hastings seems to have the advantage. He forces Austin into the ropes and then whips him to the other side. Austin comes racing back and Hastings scores with a hip toss!

Hanson: Hastings may be the most technically sound athlete in GIW! But he's as tough as they come, too!

Vinegar: Now Austin is back to his feet, but Hastings is quick to lock in a vicious headlock. Austin with some quick shots to his opponents back, forces Hastings to release the hold. Austin grabs the challenger to his Title and smashes him face first into the nearest turnbuckle. Now Austin connects with a stern DDT!

Hanson: Not good! Lord Hastings could be in trouble here!

Vinegar: Austin now dragging Hastings up and shoves him into the corner. Austin hoisting his opponent onto the top rope AND LOOKING FOR THE SOCAL GUTCHECK 2.0!!!! BUT HASTINGS COUNTERS INTO A MASSIVE DDT OF HIS OWN FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!!

Hanson: HA! Amazing! Now Lord Hastings covers! ONE! TWO! THR - AUSTIN WITH A FOOT ON THE ROPE!!

Vinegar: A smart move by the Hardcore Champion, not exerting the energy required for a kick out. Hastings now pulling Austin to his feet, but The Next Great One scores with a quick right hand and then plants Hastings with a mic check STO! Austin scrambling to the top rope AND COMING DOWN WITH A SWANTON BOMB - NO!!! HASTINGS ROLLS TO SAFETY AND AUSTIN GOES SMASHING INTO NOTHING, BUT CANVAS!!

Hanson: Ha! And now Lord Hastings is instantly taking advantage! He drags Austin to the centre of the ring and applies a headlock on the canvas! He's on the ball tonight!

Vinegar: And Austin is fading here. No! He gets a second wind and rolls through, PINNING HASTINGS' SHOULDERS TO THE CANVAS! ONE! TWO! THR - HASTINGS RELEASES THE HOLD AND THE COUNT IS STOPPED!

Hanson: That was too close!

Vinegar: Now both men racing to their feet and they charge at each other! AUSTIN PLANTS HASTINGS WITH THE SOCAL GUTCHECK!!!! HE COVERS! ONE! TWO! THRE - HASTINGS IS ABLE TO KICK OUT!!!

Hanson: And that was even closer!! Come on, my Lord!!

Vinegar: Austin going up top once again. Will it work out better this time?! HE LEAPS OFF WITH THE MONEY SHOT, BUT HASTINGS GETS HIS KNEES IN THE AIR!! AUSTIN JUST CRASHED AND BURNED!!

Hanson: I guess that answers your question, huh Nick? Now Lord Hastings is getting up! What's he gonna do?!

Vinegar: He still looks a little dazed from that vicious spear, but he drops a stiff elbow across Austin's face all the same. Now he pulls the Hardcore Champion up by the hair and smashes his face into the turnbuckle, seemingly repaying the favour from earlier. Now he's hoisting Austin up AND LOOKING FOR THE INEVITABILITY!!!

Hanson: YES! HE GOT HI - ARGH!!!

Vinegar: AUSTIN COUNTERS IN MID AIR WITH A HURRICARANA PIN!!!!! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!!!

Hanson: NO WAY!!!

Vinegar: WAY!!!

Dennis: Here is your winner... CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIS AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUSTIN!!!!!

Vinegar: Austin has already grabbed the Hardcore Title and is making his way up the ramp, while Hastings is totally stunned in the ring! He can't believe it! His undefeated streak has just been ended!!!

Hanson: I can't believe it! I thought he had the match won!

Vinegar: That's the nature of this business, Dan. You can go from being in complete control to having lost the match in a space of only seconds!

Hanson: Austin may have won tonight, but it's going to be a different story at Toxic Intent when the Hardcore Title is on the line. You just wait and see, Nick!

[The Crimson Ghost!]

"So Hated" hits and Robert Garland enters the arena, to a mixed, mostly indifferent, reaction. He makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.

Vinegar: He's not scheduled for a match, tonight. What's he doing here?

Hanson: I'm sure we'll find out soon enough. Whether or not anyone will actually is a different story, though...

Vinegar: Well, it looks as if he has something to say, since he's pacing in the ring with an angry look on his face.

Hanson: I say it's constipation.

Vinegar: Funny.

Hanson: I know! I slay myself sometimes.

Vinegar: Garland is calling for a mic.

Hanson: Oh God, please don't tell me he'll drone on and on like he always does.

Garland: Alright look, Kane White couldn't get the job done, so I'm calling out whoever attacked Rock Hard and I!

Vinegar: Who do you think it was?

Hanson: I think it was McSkinny.

Vinegar: You can't be serious.

Hanson: Haha, I'm not.

Garland: What, not going to come out?

The lights go out for seven seconds, and then reappear. A masked man dressed in black holding a baseball bat stands behind Garland.

Vinegar: MY GOD! TURN AROUND GARLAND!

Hanson: No, don't! I want to see you get whacked!

Garland: Alright, I'm coming for you, then!

The masked man drops to his knees and grabs Garland's feet and yanks them out from under him.

Hanson: Oh yes! It's go time!

Vinegar: Garland gets up and sees the mysterious man. OH MY! HE GETS BASHED IN THE FACE WITH THAT METAL BAT!

Hanson: Heheh, batter up!

Vinegar: How can you sound so gleeful!?

Hanson: I'm just cool that way.

Vinegar: LOOK AT GARLAND'S FACE! IT'S BLOODIED UP!

Hanson: THE MAN IS TAKING OFF THE MASK!!!

Man: I did it, fagbaits.

Vinegar and Hanson: CAN IT BE!?

Man: That's right. Sean's back already.

The arena fills with boos.

Sean: Shut the fuck up, you lousy ingrates.

Vinegar: Wait, how the hell? Didn't he get tased?

Sean: Now, let me ask you folks a question, you're probably wondering how the hell I'm here, after you just saw me get tased earlier by Levi, right?

Vinegar: That's what I'd like to know.

Sean: Let me introduce you to, the man formally known as Progdoor!

A man gets wheeled out on a stretcher, with a latex mask obviously hanging off.

Sean: Give him a hand folks!

The crowd can't decide whether to cheer or boo.

Sean: And all that pregnancy crap? FAKE! I actually had Levi thinking that he did get her pregnant! Aren't I a genius?

Hanson: Heck, yes you are!

Sean: And Roxy, you're good to me and stuff, but um, we're through. Go whine to Chris Austin or something, you were holding me down, pun intended. Anyway, yes it's true that I attacked those fagnards backstage to get under Kane White's skin, which I did perfectly. I ended his career just like I've been planning. So everything has worked out for me so far. EXCEPT one thing.... There's no title around my waist! Cara Costello, I'm demanding you to come out here and grant me a number one contender's match for the GIW title!

Hanson: Oh man, I think I like this guy. I may be the genius of GIW, but he's the GOD of it.

Vinegar: Um, yeah...sure.

Sean: Well Cara, come on down!

Sean waits for awhile, but the music that plays isn't what he wants to hear. "Bulls On Parade" blasts throughout the arena, as Levi walks out onto the stage, holding a mic.

Levi: Well Sean, you got me. But I'm going to make sure that you don't get anywhere near that Title.

Sean: SHUT UP AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ARENA!!

Levi: Your arena? I'm sorry, but Declan, and now Cara, is your boss, so that makes it their arena. But let me say something, you verse me at Toxic Intent in an I quit match! But let's make this interesting. The loser has to be the winner's bitch!

Sean: You're already my bitch, but I accept just to beat the shit out of you!

"Bulls on Parade" plays as they both stare each other down.

Vinegar: MY GOD! TWO BROTHERS ARE GOING TO FACE OFF IN AN I QUIT MATCH AT TOXIC INTENT! THEIR RELATIONSHIP HAS COMPLETELY BROKEN DOWN!

Hanson: And their bodies will be next, after that I quit match!

Vinegar: This is a HUGE development, but right now we have to take you backstage, where Jason Reeves apparently some big news! I don't see how it could be bigger than this I quit match, though!

The camera cuts backstage, where Jason Reeves can be seen, clutching a mic and smiling smugly into the camera.

Reeves: Jason Reeves, GIW NUMBER ONE INTERVIEWER here! Folks, I've done it! I've scored the big one! An interview with the man himself... BRANDON MCSKINNY!!!!!

Reeves begins sweating nervously, but continues smiling. He turns to McSkinny, who is still in military attire.

Reeves: So Skinny, you, um.... You like ice cream?

McSkinny: I LIKE MAN CREAM!

Reeves: O.O

McSkinny: SKEENY FOR MAN CHAMP!!!!

Reeves: Umm... Well... Maybe... Urgh...

CRASH!

BAM!

"ARGH!!!"

Reeves spins on the spot, to the direction the sudden noise emanated from.

Reeves: Thank God! Some real news!!!

Reeves takes off toward the source of the disturbance and the camera follows him, leaving Skinny to his own, unspeakable, devices. Reeves soon arrives on the scene, to find Chris Austin unconscious on the concrete floor and bleeding from the mouth.

Reeves: Jumping janglies, Chris Austin has been attacked! But I can't see anyone else around! Someone go get Dr. Professor!!

The camera cuts back to the arena, as Vinegar and Hanson look very perplexed, for the second time this evening.

Vinegar: We just found out who attacked Garland and Hard and now someone else has been attacked?!

Hanson: Jeez, the corridors of GIW aren't safe anymore!

[The Crimson Ghost!]

"Amerika" hits and the arena instantly fills with boos. The arena turns dark for several moments, before a pyro shoots off and the lights return. As they do so, Savage is marching angrily towards the ring.

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Munic, Germany and weighing in at 225 pounds, The Last Aryan... SAVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!!

Vinegar: Savage has been in an especially foul mood ever since Joka and Great White abandoned him and tonight seems to be no exception.

Hanson: Which is bad news for Brandon Brown. The Brutal Enigma is dangerous enough as it is, but he's looking to release a lot of built up frustration tonight.

"Kickstart My Heart" hits and every fan in the building leaps to their feet and begins cheering ecstatically. Brown Brown emerges from the curtains, the Global Heavyweight Championship belt around his waist.

Dennis: And the opponent, from Albion, Indiana and weighing in at 190 pounds, the GLOBAL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... BRRRRRRRRRRRANDON BRRRRRRRRROWN!!!!!

Vinegar: These fans here at the GIW arena absolutely love Brandon Brown, who slides into the arena and starts getting stomped away by Savage!!

Hanson: Ha! The bell has sounded and this match is underway. Savage isn't wasting anytime and that's a smart move!

Vinegar: Brown hasn't even had time to unbuckle his Title belt, as Savage plants a stiff kick right in his skull! And remember that the last month has been brutal match after brutal match for Brown. He barely survived his last man standing match against Prescott and Savage is most certainly the fresher of the two!

Hanson: Are you crazy, Nick?! Declan was the one that nearly didn't survive! He had a titantron explode in his face!!!

Vinegar: That he did and Brandon had severe injuries, too. Now Savage pulls the Champ to his feet and clubs him in the face with a forearm. The Brutal Enigma dragging Brown to the corner, but Brandon breaks free with an elbow to the face! Savage stumbles back and Brandon connects with an enziguri!

Hanson: Dammit!

Vinegar: He removes his Title belt, as Savage is quick back to his feet. Brown with some knife hand chops into Savage and then whips The Last Aryan to the ropes. Savage counters AND PULLS BROWN STRAIGHT INTO A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! BAM! NAILED IT!

Hanson: Big impact there, from Savage. Excellent move!

Vinegar: Now Savage drops to the mat and smashes Brown with a head butt! Brown obviously hurting, as Savage applies a wrenching headlock. Brandon is able to wriggle his foot onto the bottom rope, but Savage refuses to break the hold! Burke starting the count! One! Two! Three! Four! Fiv - Savage breaks it!

Hanson: He made use of the whole five count, Nick. That's a really intelligent thing to do.

Vinegar: I see it as cheating, quite frankly.

Hanson: If it was cheating, he would have been disqualified.

Vinegar: Well Burke is warning The Last Aryan to keep things clean. That's like asking a shit not to stink, in my opinion.

Hanson: o.O

Vinegar: And now Brown is getting back to his feet, but Savage clubs him right back down. Savage delivers a few stops and then violently yanks Brown back up. He smashes the Global Champion face first into the corner. Brown looking dazed here, as Savage drags him to the centre of the canvas and applies a front face lock!

Hanson: Even though Savage knows Brandon won't tap out from this, he's wearing him down. Every second this hold is applied, the weaker Brown becomes.

Vinegar: But it might not be on for very much longer, as Brown delivers some stiff rights and lefts into Savage's midsection. BAM! He counters the hold into a huge back body drop!!! Savage was just dumped on his spine, as Brown leaps onto the second rope and comes back with a hammering elbow shot!!! He's not done yet though and grabs Savage's legs! SHARPSHOOTER COMING UP!!!!

Hanson: NO! Savage is able to kick himself free and launches a foot straight into Brown's guts! Nice!

Vinegar: Brown goes tumbling across the canvas, but is quick back to his feet. Though Savage is too! Both men charge! SAVAGE ALMOST BEHEADS BROWN WITH A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE!!!

Hanson: Woah! He just turned him inside out, Nick! I love it!

Vinegar: Brown is scrambling back to his feet, but Savage plants him with a DDT! And Savage has been in control almost this entire match, as he now applies another headlock.

Hanson: He certainly has, Nick, and can you imagine what a win over the Global Champion would do for Savage's career? He'd be first in line for a Title shot after Toxic Intent!

Vinegar: I can't disagree and he certainly has Brown on the ropes right now, as the Champion is too far away from the ropes to break the hold.

Hanson: Lame pun.

Vinegar: Thankfully Brandon fights better than I make puns! He's somehow forcing himself back to his feet, but Savage is still applying that headlock with all the strength he has! BANG! Brown counters into a back suplex and drops Savage on his neck!

Hanson: That won't keep Savage down, though. He's already climbing back to his feet!

Vinegar: And Brown is well aware of that! He lifts Savage up FOR A GTS!!! NO! SAVAGE SLIDES FREE AND LANDS BEHIND BROWN! BLITZKRIEG COMING UP!!! NO!!! BROWN PUSHES SAVAGE INTO THE ROPES AND LOOKS FOR A SUPERKICK!!! SAVAGE DUCKS, RUNS TO THE OPPOSITE ROPES AND COMES BACK WITH A TIGER V!!!! BROWN SIDESTEPS AND SAVAGE CHARGES SKULL FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!!! HE STUMBLES OUT AND BROWN WITH THE SUPERKICK CONNECTS!!!! HE COVERS! ONE!!!! TWO!!!! THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dennis: Your winner... BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRANDON BRRRRRRRRRRRRROWN!!!!

Hanson: UNBELIEVABLE!!!!

Vinegar: Savage put up one hell of a fight, but tonight the victory is Brandon Brown's, who is climbing to the top rope to take in the adulation these fans are giving hi -

Hanson: Power failure! The entire arena just went pitch black!

Vinegar: And now the lights have thankfully returned AND LORD DEATHMAN IS IN THE RING!!!! BROWN CHARGES TOWARDS HIM, BUT THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER SCORES WITH A HUGE BOOT!!! HE LIFTS BROWN UP AND DELIVERS THE GRAVEYARD EFFECT SENDING BROWN OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CRASHING SOME 12 FEET INTO THE FLOOR!!!!!

Hanson: HOLY CRAP! Brown just got decimated!!!

Vinegar: Dammit! This is nothing but highway robbery! A damn ambush catching Brown off guard! What's the matter Deathman?! Too afraid to fight him on equal terms?!?!?!

Hanson: Shut it, Nick! You don't want him to hear you saying that! Besides, I don't think there's a thing in the world that Lord Deathman fears. He's just sending a message to his Toxic Intent opponent and what a message it was?!

Vinegar: And now Deathman has turned his attention to Savage, who is bleeding from the head after that run-in with the ring post. The Brutal Enigma struggling to his feet and his gaze just met Deathman's. This is intense! Both these men look ready to kill someone!

Hanson: WHAT?! THEY'RE RAISING EACH OTHER'S ARMS!!!!

Vinegar: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!?! AN ALLIANCE BETWEEN SAVAGE AND DEATHMAN?!?!?!

Hanson: THEY'LL BE UNSTOPPABLE!!

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, we're out of time, so we're going to have to leave you with this SHOCKING image of Savage and Deathman in some unholy alliance! We hope you join us next week, where we'll hopefully get some answers! Until then, I'm Nicholas Vinegar, here with Daniel Hanson, saying goodnight!

Hanson: Unstoppable, I tells ya!