The Pit Stage One

[-Jack Noble-]

Stage One of The Pit is over.
The lucky men who have made it on to the Second Stage are;
Shawn Dreamer, Matt Scar, Liam O'Donnell, Aiden Andrews.
Amazing match so far, guys! Keep up the awesome work!

[Scar]

Shawn is the last man to climb through the hole and looks to find the Irish Bastard and the crimson mess that is Scar ganging up on Aiden. The two are completely oblivious to their surroundings as they each stomp the hooligan. Shawn establishes this as his chance to get an upper hand and launches himself forwards with the help of the ropes, arms outstretched he leaps at the last second, double clothesline on Liam and Scar, taking them both to the mat. Aiden begins to lift himself up, wanting revenge for being the victim of an unfair beating. The Hooligan wraps his legs around Liam's head, stretching the Irishman's arm inwards at an awkward position and grabbed Liam's head, pulling down violently in a triangle choke hold position. Liam is struggling, but in no way is he succumbing.

Wow, what a delicious hold there by Aiden.

Not exactly the words I would use but it is quite a good move. How will Liam get out of this one I wonder?

Remember Jimmy, one can only be eliminated if they are forced over the top rope and go crashing to the ground.

I'm aware you bloody fairy, don't tell me the rules.

Fists are flying, although all emanating from the same direction. Shawn has a powerful grip on the psychopath's hair, throwing heavy rights into the tender meat. The Prince of Censorship feels an unconventional movement in his hand and as he looks at the bloody mess where Scar's mask is supposed to be he sees a devilish grin form behind the red mask. Scar brings his right arm up and wraps his fingers around the Technical Extremist's forearm, gripping tightly he wrenches it away from him and begins twisting slowly, Dreamer's expression turns into a grimace as he struggles against it, bringing his knee up in a last ditch effort before his arm is broken he connects with Scar's abdomen. Simultaneously the grip on Shawn's arm is released and he takes this opportunity to throw his entire body-weight forwards, hitting a well executed shoulder barge, Scar surprisingly staggers backwards into the turnbuckle, shocked at the events which had just transpired. Rage ensues from the masked man and he charges forward, trying to unleash the animal within by hitting a devastating spear. But the experienced Shawn catches on and like a Matador to a Bull, sidesteps swiftly as Scar continues on, connecting his shoulder with the turnbuckle. This segment repeats again and Scar is fully enraged, unable to use common sense he goes in for a third and final attempt. Prepared to lunge right and connect with Dreamer at the last second. But Dreamer is even more prepared, at the last moment Dreamer bends down and using the momentum of Scar and his own strength he lifts upwards and throws the giant backwards and over him as a flurry of red splashes out through the air.

Horrible play by Scar, so inexperienced he really fell for that one.

I admit that was an amazing display to watch.

Oh shit! This looks it for Liam!

Aiden is on the turnbuckle, preparing for what looks like the Hooligan Spin! Launching himself off the turnbuckle performing a beautiful corkscrew maneuver as he is set on his target. Liam's eyes open instantly and a childish smile is plastered across his face as he rolls to the side, Aiden crashes into the mat and bounces around in pain, that move had taken a lot out of him and now it was Liam's turn to enact some revenge. Liam makes it to a vertical stance and wanders towards Aiden. The Irish Bastard helps Aiden to his feet with little effort and wraps the Milwaukee man's arms across his body. Straight jacket suplex! Aiden went down and the crowd go wilder with their "THIS IS AWESOME" chants. The match has been a real thriller from the beginning and continues to be that way up to the final stage. Liam let's off a signature smile and turns to Shawn who had been enjoying the spectacle. Scar is lying motionless to the side as blood pools out of his cranium like a broken dam.

Liam and Shawn, will we see our first elimination?

I don't think so. These lads are ones to drag the match out to put on a show.

Dreamer and O'Donnell circle the ring, eyes locked onto one another, Liam takes a quick step forward and Shawn raises his arms ready for a bout. But Liam withdraws immediately and grins once more, outstretching his arms and shrugging his shoulders, taunting the Prince. In an instant his face turns serious and the two rush at each other locking in a traditional grapple as both strive to gain control. Both men are the same height, although Shawn has the advantage in weight, albeit small. Utilising that advantage Mr. Company begins to edge forwards, his boots scraping across the mat. But Liam doesn't allow this and surges forwards with a great show of strength. Liam get's cocky though and puts too much emphasis in going forwards, Shawn releases and moves out of the way as the Irishman staggers forwards and struggles to keep his balance. Liam turns to him and once again with a smile he begins to move a singular finger left and right in a 'no' fashion. Although when he spots the Floridian's facials change to a smile he turns around to see Scar on his feet. Liam begins to back away from the enraged beast, but in the process Scar grips Liam's head and pushes him away as he staggers towards Shawn Dreamer with a psychotic demeanor.

Dreamer has to be careful, Scar doesn't look like he'll be showing any mercy.

Oh my Jimmy, that beast could tear Dreamer to shreds!

Since when do you care about Shawn?

Oh please, there's a difference between caring and lusting after a beautiful physique.

[x | S.DREAMER | x]

With the behemoth slowly closing up to him, the Hardcore Prince just stands there and starts to brainstorm ideas; sure it wasn’t a good idea to stand right there, but little could Dreamer to at such a predicament to evade the danger before him. His eyes roll around the place like a shuttle cork hit around the court, looking for an aid that might help him out at this stage. But then, the help for Dreamer comes in a different way; out of nowhere, Aiden Andrews appears in the scene and jumps onto the back of Scar, before coiling his arms around the neck and head of the resident psychopath of EVPW. The sudden attack from the rear sets the freak to stumble forward, and that just caused the thinking bulb inside Dreamer’s head to light up. He makes a charge at the stumbling giant and slides down at the perfect moment, sending his boots to crash against the kneecap with authority. The sudden low drop kick sets Scar to be completely off his balance, sending him to rush forth and hit the metal chords before him.

But then, things really don’t go the way Dreamer thought it to be; the bulky frame of Scar comes to a halt once the behemoth hits the ropes, with him resting over the trio. Even though the Texan psychopath gets blessed by sheer luck, Aiden doesn’t; he goes flying off the back of the masked psychopath, much like a cannon ball projected at a certain angle. But then, the stars had written and sealed a different fate for the Hooligan; he finds the top rope to grip as he started falling off the edge, and hangs onto it for his dear life! The intense drama at the top stage gets the crowd to be on the edge of their seats, biting their nails and to grasp their breath, as Aiden tries desperately to hang onto the rope and get himself back onto the safe zone – he really doesn’t want to go down some twenty feet and break every other bone on his system!

“This is why Abbaddon’s Pit is often referred to as a pit of death – you can get all high and mighty before you enter the cell, but when the final bell tolls, you realize that half of your body is broken into pieces… and that, that’s where Aiden is at right now, hanging on a cliff-hanger!”

“I hope he takes a dive from the top, Jim; that would boost his fame for doing an insane spot, and in turn, give us a break from watching his pathetic antics! He doesn’t deserve to be here up till this point, and I call dibs on biased refereeing here!”

“Everything is biased when it doesn’t go your way, aye Ray? Much like how your partners tend to get on top of you during the moments of climax?”

The state of the Hooligan is first noted by the Hardcore Prince, and it seems that he’s quite amused at the fact that Aiden is running out of luck with his run around the Pit. He slowly starts to walk over to the ropes, with intentions of making Andrew’s life a hell brewing inside him. But then, before he could reach the chords, he is taken aback by a swift shot of cane between his eyes, courtesy to the fully recuperated Liam. The protégé of Seth had brought in the stick with him as he climbed up to the final stage, and he puts it into use as he strikes Dreamer with another hard shot – this time to the gut. The hard slashing hit gets the Floridian to bend over like an inverted-L, and the Irish Bastard invests the momentum gained in a perfect fashion; he pulls the head of Dreamer between his legs and hooks his arms around his waist, before pulling him up in the air. The Irishman then waits for a good couple of seconds, shifting all the blood down the vessels of Dreamer to his head, before falling flat on his ass, causing the skull of the Master of Censorship to crash onto the wire-mesh floor. A loud clank accompanies the fall of the Knockout champion, but before could it echo around the hall, it gets overlapped by a loud howl from Dreamer, who is in tremendous pain.

Meanwhile, on the flip of the cliff-hanger and the psycho monster, it’s more of a pro-wrestling’s version of the Cinderella story, with Aiden fitting in the shoes of the hapless princess. Matt Scar, who had been pushed to the edge by Dreamer earlier, recuperates after a while and finds Aiden to be hanging onto the top rope and screaming for someone to help him out. The cries of the Milwaukee native seem to amuse the sadist part inside Matt a lot, and he starts to laugh right there, ever so frantically. He laughs and laughs and laughs… until a pair of boots fly out of nowhere and strikes him on the crown. It takes a while for the Texan monster to realize what just happened, and the next thing he know, the legs of Aiden goes around his neck like a scissor and starts to choke him down. Once again, it’s quite known how a monster acts after falling prone to sudden attacks, and the Lord of Pain doesn’t act any different. He rampantly shakes his head, trying to get the leg-claws of the middleweight off his neck so that he may breath properly once again. But then, that’s where the trick of Aiden was at; as more time passed, Scar started to grow paranoid, and in the end, he ends up grabbing the tights of Andrews and pulls him up, up on his shoulder. The high-flying, death-defying tag champ takes complete advantage of this as he twists in thin air and flings Matt aside with a picture perfect hurricarana – something that sets the crowd on fire!

“I have been around this place for a while, but never… NEVER had I seen such comeback from a wrestler! What was it, a miracle? Or a pure display of how will power may drive you to success?! I’m not sure what it can be, but the credits for such an amazing display simply go to the man out there, Aiden Andrews!”

“You’re done browning your nose? Let tell you, Jimbo; if it wasn’t for the passionate side of Matt Scar, Aiden wouldn’t have been here by now. But then, let’s face it, you’ll never admit it… even after light years!”

“Oh well, it seems that Liam as the best of your Dreamer on the other end… he just took him down with a kendo stick shot! Wouldn’t you throw a tantrum right there?”

“Tantrum is your sole property, Jim; I never threw tantrums over anything, never will! But yeah, if you think that’s something that will keep Dreamer down, you’re wrong! There’s more down that sexy beast’s system, and even you know it!”

TBC;

[Liam]

Matt lays twitching from the brutal impact, for once the voices in his head is silent. The only non-comprehensible noise if that of the Eagle Vision fans cheering, booing and even morbid laughter. While they frantically wave their merchandise of foam hands or superstar inspired t-shirts, Aiden who is sitting sucking in as much oxygen as possible spies Liam resting on the ropes, a solemn smirk giving away his emotions while he looks on at the companies champion, face down with welts on his back in the shape of the unforgiving steel mesh. Almost in unison, Andrews and the Irish bastard is back to a vertical position, both have a noticeable limp in there step. As if an old black and white action movie, they raise their arms in a boxing stance daring the other to make the first move. Balling a fist, Mr. O'Donnell reacts first charging the more agile master of shenanigans who easily dodges the hap hazard left jab only to be caught off guard with a fierce right boot to the side of the ribs. Following a groan as the leather boot drives into his lower ribs, the Hooligan reacts as only one with his experience can react and pushes into the move rather than away from it. The ruse works and catches the Irish catch wrestler off guard then at last minute he twists spinning to his right and takes the larger heavy weight off his feet, with an expression that can only be summed up as " Oh Shit ". Like water flowing down a rock face, in one fluid motion the native of Wisconsin catches his balance, sways then drops an elbow to the sternum of Liam.

" What I could do in that position ... "

" Shut ya damn mouth, careers are in the very balance of this match which could of only be spawned from the fiery depths of hell. "[/i][/color]

Finding its mark, the Irishman brings a hand up to his chest as if that would by some miracle relieves the pain. Seeing the discomfort, Aiden grabs the Kendo stick, then without mercy thunders it down one after the other to the chest. Curled up in a ball to try and effectively stop the onslaught, Liam only gets relief when the Hooligan drops to a knee from exhaustion. Shawn starting to stir from his predicament takes to a knee to recover as much as he can. Matt too has clawed his way to the ropes and uses them for support. Dropping the weapon, Aiden runs a hand through his hair while sucking air back into his lungs. Unbeknownst to any of them, Liam had found the entrance to stage two, and with everything he could muster leans down, and with his finger tips at first finds the aluminum ladder. Laughing to himself, the Belfast bruiser hauls the steel ladder to the top of the cage. Using it for leverage to get vertical again, Shawn being the current champion is naturally like a neon light to an insect. Taking a deep breath, Mr. O'Donnell waits at the right moment, just as the Prince of censorship is back to his feet, charges and drives the unforgiving metal deep into the ribs throwing the technical extremist backwards landing awkwardly on his tail bone.

" The hell ... you can't just do that to the champion. that's ... that's just disrespect. "

" So now you worried about your poor lil ole Shawny Dreamer."

" Shut the hell up you damn backwards inbred hick. "[/i][/color]

Being the harbinger of pain, Liam continues to dance around the body of the Prince of the Company; a scene from Reservoir Dogs going through his mind as he rams the ladder to limbs and body alike. An almost resurrected Matt Scar runs up behind the unsuspecting European as he runs passed him, grabs a handful of hair, jumps at the last second while slamming Liam brutally face first into the ladder which was knocked from his grasp and goes crashing down just beyond Shawn. Somehow; with as much luck as skill, the Texan dropped one of his tree trunk sized legs across the throat of the Prince of Censorship as well as a devastating one handed bulldog to the Belfast Bastard. Aiden not wanting to be left out of the shenanigan finds a suitable corner, rushes up the ropes like a cat climbing a tree. Waiting for the opportune moment, the Milwaukee Middleweight watches like an owl watching a mouse ... then BOOM ! He puts everything into turning his legs into springs, launches from the top rope arms spread in a cross, then at the last possible second grabs the neck of the mentally anguished rookie while putting his own weight to flip over in an extremely devastating neck-breaker. While Matt lands heavily on his lower spine, his neck being severely whip lashed, Aiden lands partly on Shawn in a senton style move, but one of his legs get painfully corked on a section of the ladder which gets thrown from the ring in the impact and goes crashing to the concrete below ending in a metallic THUD ! which send shivers down the spine of everyone in a savage reminder of just how barbarous this match is.

"That's it. Game over. What a remorseless Over-Castle by Aiden. "

" What a delicious predicament, so many bodies intertwined in one ... "

" For the sake of humanity ... do you want me to take you out to the proverbial woodshed ? " [/i] [/color]

Tbc.

[Aiden Andrews/Scotty Daniels]

The four now motionless men lie in a pile of corrupted chaos created by their own hands. The crowd is on their feet anxious to see the first of these four men to get sent flying over the edge. As expected, the man left totally uninvolved in all of the commotion Aiden has caused, is the first up. Scar sits straight up as if unaffected by anything that has just transpired. Matt now rolls over to push himself up allowing himself to get to a vertical position. When he has done so he targets the instigator of this all Aiden Andrews. He grabs the hooligan by the top of his head. With a hand full of hair he hoists his opponent straight up to a vertical base as if he weighed nothing at all. The psychopath then removes his grip from Aiden’s hair to his wrist. He attempts an Irish whip but with some valiant effort Andrews manages to get lower than his opponent and drop all that body weight remaning stationary. This makes him a smaller, denser and a more of a pain in the ass to just move. Scar again attempts the whip and gets the same results before switching up the game plan. When Aiden goes to do so again Scar uses his stationary position against him as he rushes toward his opponent and sends a big boot into the Milwaukee phenomenon’s face. This sends Aiden back to the ground with a devastating impact.

::-Ray-::
Oh my goodness look at this big strong crazy man, if he can’t whip you around he will throw himself into you! The crazy ones are the best anyway.

::-Jimmy-::
Honestly can I get a new, not so gay and a little more unbiased announcer out here pelase?

Scar now continues on his rampage after having exhausted Aiden Andrews a bit more. Shawn Dreamer is next on the “to kill” list. Matt again grabs a handful of hair and yanks his opponent to a standing position. Shawn tries to give the same valiant effort that Andrews had but this time by throwing stiff lefts and rights into Scar’s ribs. He shuffles back a total of about an inch and a half before retaliating. Matt now actually successfully sends his opponent off a set of ropes. The prince of censorship comes flying off the ropes at a rather fast pace. However Scar has quickly learned from previously mistakes and anticipates his opponent making a move. When he doesn’t Matt sees his chance. He reaches down and manages to grab Dreamer by the tights waistline and around his neck. He clamps his grasp down tights and lifts. Shawn is now dangling a good six inches over the Texas natives head and even higher off the ground. Then without warning scar pushes up a bit more and lets go simultaneously. Mr. Dreamer drops to the ground with a hard smack before rolling over and remaining motionless next to Aiden.

::-Ray-::
Scar is going into his psychotic rage mode now I don’t think anyone can stop him, I LIKE IT ROUGH BABY C’MON!

::-Jimmy-::
You honestly make me want to set this cage on fire just so you can’t enjoy it anymore. Then you and your asshole might have something in common.

Scar has left one enemy in his way Liam O’Donnell. Liam unlike his other opponents has started moving on his own as he reaches to the ropes for a helping hand. Liam seems to almost set himself up in the corner as Scar starts his attack right away. He begins to trade lefts and rights into the Irish Bastard’s face. Then to put the finishing touches on it puts a big boot to the throat of his opponent and holds. The referee eventually breaks this up as although it is not illegal it is frowned upon. Scar is gave a good talking too but scar ignores it and moves back to the task at hand. He now runs back toward O’Donnell and throws a devastating clothesline his way. Liam is finally able to maneuver himself from out behind the corner. However just as he turns around he sees a rather decent sized boot coming his way. In fact it is the heel of Shawn Dreamers boot as he attempts his super kick finisher. However Liam again is able to duck out of the way and allows the foot to carry on. It has now evaded Liam but is sent hard into the right side of the monsters jaw. The kick, as impactful as it was now has knocked the giant down into the corner of the turnbuckle all the way to the bottom.

::-Ray-::
A sweet long good night it seems to be for Scar after that kick, Holy Cow!

::Jimmy-::
I can’t imagine that Scar will be recovering from that one any time soon. OH SHAWN LOOK OUT!!!

Before Shawn Dreamer can turn around after his job well done he is grabbed from behind. Liam O’Donnell has grabbed the technical extremist and tossed him over the top rope. Shawn manages to hang on for dear life as his body flips over the ropes. He hangs by just his finger tips as his feet dangle in mid air, nowhere close to fall. Liam sees his golden opportunity to eliminate the knockout champion Shawn Dreamer. He begins to try and peel the fingers away one by one however The Prince of Censorship has other plans. He now quickly pulls himself up bringing his legs above him in order to wrap them around Liam’s neck and head area. He does so successfully and beings to now and try pulling his opponent over the rope himself. Liam begins to inch more and more over the top of the rope before using the second one for leverage. He then pushes himself back to a standing position inside of the ring and just brings Shawn Dreamer back over the top with him. However the re-entry fee is not free as after The Irish Bastard pulls him back drops to the ground allowing Shawn to land face first with conquering force. As this is happening Aiden decides to kick the giant when he is down. Andrews rushes at Scar who still sits motionless in the bottom of the turnbuckle and leaps sticking both feet straight out. His drop kick lands sole of the boot to face further incapacitating Scar for now. The Hooligan now rolls of his back into a standing position. Liam O’Donnell has just turned around and now faces Mr. Andrews mono y mono.

::-Ray-::
Oh no only two men still up it will be a suprise ending yay i love those.

::-Jimmy-::
The Irish Bastard & The hooligan, WHATS GON' HAPPEN!

[Scar]

Aiden and Liam stare each other down as they edge closer to one another. The Hooligan is the first to make the move and surges forwards, Liam soon follows, bracing his shoulder for impact. Aiden get's a quick eye in and notices all too late that he has no way of avoiding this attack. O'Donnell's shoulder connects with the Hooligan's jaw and he goes down. Aiden holds his jaw in pain but gets up almost immediately so he is not at a disadvantage against Liam. The two go in for a second round and Aiden prepares himself for another barge, but Liam does the unpredictable and dives to the ground at the last second, connecting with Aiden's legs and lifting up as Andrews lands heavily on the cage, Liam then proceeds to lay punch after punch into the downed athlete. The Milwaukee man is struggling to escape but it seems he is graced by a divine being as Liam's jabs end. The Hooligan opens his eyes and sees Shawn Dreamer wrenching Liam around in a full nelson lock. Liam appears to have no chance of escape, although he is trying savagely, fighting against Shawn's wrenching and writhing around in an attempt to break Dreamer's hold. Aiden slides back, grating his ass against the cage as he started laying boot after boot into Liam's torso and mid-section.

Liam is getting pounded!

Oh I'd certainly love to get pounded right about now.

Oh it looks like Scar is joining the party. This could be interesting.

Scar has made it to his feet and is leaning against the turnbuckle, recuperating, or so it would seem. In actual fact Scar is turning to dirty measures, undoing the turnbuckle ties as the padding falls to the floor and is kicked off subtly by the Masked Marauder. Scar turns to the trio and examines them with malicious intent, his vision obscured by a crimson tint. Scar decides to make a move, although not a smart one as he walks towards them, as he reaches Shawn he extends his arms outwards and brings them in suddenly, latching his fingers around his arm and tightening around Shawn's neck. Pulling viciously as Shawn struggles to hold Liam. The Prince of Censorship is forced to let go and upon doing so is jerked violently in the opposite direction. Scar expands on his already excruciating hold and sits his entire weight on Shawn's backside, pulling his head tighter, his torso lifting upwards and being outstretched as Dreamer's arms fall backwards onto Scar's quadriceps.

No! That madman is going to rip Shawny in half!

I'm sure Dreamer doesn't mind a bit being called that..

Oh lighten up you big grumpy guts.

Liam lays scrawled across the ground, winded from the kicks he had received and without energy from the struggle of attempting to escape Shawn's full nelson. Aiden has dragged himself back even more now, slumping against the ropes, gathering his breath back and allowing his body to restore it's energy stores so that he can be fresh for the next encounter he faces. As the Hooligan is doing this he enjoys the show being displayed by Scar and Shawn, while also glancing at Liam, weary of him to make a move. At the other end of the makeshift ring Scar is still pulling violently and it's a surprise Shawn is able to tolerate the immense pain which is obviously surging throughout his body. The Irishman is only beginning to stir and Andrews has shown no intention of getting involved so it'll be a test to see how much longer Shawn can last.

This could be doing some serious damage to Dreamer.

Oh Shawny! You can make it!

You biased and bi-polar bastard. One minute you love him and the next you hate him.

I don't want him to win but I like admiring his body. Look at it Jimmy! That's the kind of thing that I dream about.

The ref finally decides that enough is enough and lectures Scar to let him go before he passes out. Scar lets out a grunt and begins to stretch harder, his veins appearing as if they are about to explode. The ref begins a count to disqualify the Masked Marauder and a second before the elimination he let's go as Shawn falls heavy against the steel mesh. Scar leaves Dreamer for now and laggardly stumbles over to Aiden. The hooligan begins to jump to his feet but Scar is able to beat him and grips his hair tightly, dragging him over to the exposed turnbuckle. Scar faces away from the turnbuckle and after a minor struggle, lifts Andrews up, positioning him upwards, back against back. Scar holds Aiden's shoulders in place as a sadistic grin makes its impression on Scar's mask. Scar drops his arms, grabbing Aiden's legs and holding them firmly in place as the Hooligan's head goes crashing into the exposed turnbuckle. Scar revels in victory as the almost lifeless body of Aiden is sprawled in the corner, his arms resting against the ropes, face buried in the cold steel. The Crimson Devil admires his handiwork for a short period of time, but as he turns around he has no idea how naive this was. He is blinded momentarily from a well executed snake eyes by Liam. As Scar swipes his arms out randomly in an attempt to connect he feels himself being the victim of a DDT as the Belfast Bastard sends Scar's already mutilated skull into the mesh.

What a crazy turn of events!

Oh I love a bad boy like Liam. Abusing the rules like that, I wish he'd abuse me..

Do you have to turn every fucking thing into a fucking fairy situation?

[Aiden Andrews/Scotty Daniels]

Liam now drives the mad mans head straight into the mat sending him to the ground with no remorse. The large now slowly breathing man, known as Scar seems to be a bit woozy as he lies on the ground now motionless. O’Donnell hops to his feet as if he had just won the match and is ready for more. His first instinct is to take out the weakest link. At this point Andrews seems to be an easy enough target as his limp body still hangs on the ropes, his face buried in the uncovered turnbuckle. Liam thinks of the most logical thing to do and grabs the dead weight body by the legs and lifts. He is attempting to throw the hooligan up and over the ropes but with the weight being mostly dead it is hard to lift. He finally manages to hoist the man’s legs up to his shoulders and attempts to dirty deed. However a sudden jolt of life seems to hit Aiden as he suddenly makes himself aware of his surroundings and what is going on. Liam is unaware of this at the moment and goes to throw Aiden over the ropes and out of the match. However when he releases Aiden’s legs into the air Andrews suddenly clamps one of each foot around his opponents neck. He then let’s go of the ropes and curls into a ball toward his opponent thus causing Liam to come forward.

::-Ray-::
Oh my goodness Aiden sure knows how to use his feet.

::-Jimmy-::
Really?

::-Ray-::
What I’m into that kind of thing

Liam now crashes straight into the steel buckle that Aiden had just freed himself from. His head bounces off with a vicious impact that sends Liam back to a standing position and causes him to stumble around. Aiden is back to his feet and before Liam can make himself aware of what is going on Aiden strikes. He wraps the Belfast Bastards arm in a chicken wing before throwing Liam’s leg over Aiden neck. Then without warning he lifts his opponent into the air and sends him flipping over only to end with a crash landing known as Shenanigans. Now again both men lie on the ground Aiden breathing heavily and rapidly trying to make a stir and get to his feet. However he is not the only one as now Shawn Dreamer and Scar are making their way to a standing base as well.

::-Ray-::
Good god that looked vicious and flexible.

::-Jimmy-::
It’s unbelievable what comes out of your mouth sometimes. That Hooligan just pulled some major shenanigans that is going to change the course of this match and all you can think about is how flexible and vicious it looked. You never cease to amaze me you really dont.

Aiden thrusts the top half of his body up off the ground and attempts to land in a sitting position. Although he struggles he does so successfully. However Scar is now to his feet as well and sees the hooligan is up. He thinks about making a charge before seeing that Shawn Dreamer is now up to. The three men have now locked eyes and are stopped dead in their tracks. The crowd has erupted with cheer, jeers and chants all of sorts some of them more overpowering then others. Shawn gives a rather conspicuous look to Aiden before then rushing at Scar. Scar thinks he is ready for the one smaller man however the Milwaukee phenomenon now quickly joins the attack as well. Andrews rushes and leaps into the air before landing a devastating drop kick to the right knee of is opponent. The prince of censorship now begins a flourish of right and left fists all collapsing onto the orbital bone and facial structure of Matt. Aiden now pushes Mr. Dreamer out of the way to allow himself some face time as he now starts throwing hard strikes. Scar has now fallen to the floor where he is continually stomped on limb by limb. However Shawn doesn’t take very lightly to the previous action of Andrews and now shoves him out of the way to get a piece of the downed monster.

::-Ray-::
It looks like they are going to try and stomp this guy right out of the match but I sense a little tension between these two..

::-Jimmy-::
I agree completely I’m guessing things are about to heat up real quick between one of these men, I’m expecting an elimination real soon here.

After the last shove Andrews has decided that, that was indeed the last straw. He now confronts the technical extremist face to face with yet another shove. However Shawn reacts quickly and swiftly catching his opponent off guard. He quickly shoots for a takedown and does so successfully. Andrews lands hard on the ground but quickly attempts to get up off the floor. However in that process Aiden makes his first technical wrestling mistake and practically gives away his back position. Shawn see’s the rookie mistake and takes immediate advantage. He digs an elbow into the center of Andrews back to keep him flat against the ground before entrapping Andrews arm in between his legs. Shawn then brings his hands around the mid face section of the hooligan, interlocks his fingers and tightens his fists around his face. Dreamer now begins to pull backwards applying pressure to the facial and neck area of his opponent. Aiden is trying to escape but there is currently nothing to help him.

::-Ray-::
He’s got him in the cross face don’t ruin that sexy thing c’mon Shawn!

::-Jimmy-::
If this was any other match I’d say it was over right here and now but Aiden still has a chance to recuperate if he can manage to break this hold and stay out of action for a little bit. At this pace though it seems Aiden is now the weak link.

[Liam]

Contrary to the prediction of Mr.Pate, Aiden pushes his free arm up with a surge of adrenalin and charges into the prone body of the champion. Grabbing the heel at first, then with his other arm grabs the ankle and now off guard and somewhat surprised, Shawn finds himself in an impressive ankle lock. Leaning into the companies representative who is now laying on his chest with a hooligan bending the knee and twisting the joint while growling like a wolf protecting his kill. While slightly torquing his own knee in the process, the Floridian contorts himself to his back where he is able to use his free leg to kick the Milwaukee stoner away. Soon both are on their feet, Dreamer favoring his right leg and Andrews emoting the pain in his neck from the crossface. Exchanging a simple nod of respect is where it all ends with the animosity taking over, they charge one and other, Shawn easily sidesteps a knee to the jaw whiles following up with an attempted arm drag. Mr. Company however only manages to take hold of the wrist as the wit of Wisconsin pivots, spins his body and at the last second extends a leg. It almost finds its mark reaching as far as the collar bone, but the champ is no chump. With a little tricky leg movement, Shawn steps back and to the side. Attempting a leg sweep, both are struck from behind by a rampaging Irishman.

" Oh no ... My poor Dreamer. That damn bastard just took them both out, Shawn with a flying forearm, and Aiden was simply just tossed to the side like a rag doll. "

" See. Was that so hard calling the match correctly, and being polite ? "[/i][/color]

Hauling Mr. Company by the scruff of the neck, Liam catapults him into the corner whiles stepping up to the second rope. Following a crack of the knuckles, Liam clenches his hand to a fist. One after the other in unison with the audience counting a hail of ill-natured and coordinated fists hammer down to the temple with animosity to the self proclaimed Prince of Eagle Vision. The Hooligan seeing the advantageous predicament rushes to establish a destructive maneuver to a much a larger competitor and bee lines for the corner. Employing his agility, the Milwaukee master of practicable jokes pounces to the second rope whiles his arms wrap around the Belfast brawlers waist much like that of a Anaconda constricting its prey. Implementing the law of gravity as well as opposite and equal mass reaction; more so than actual body strength to get the desired effect. Aiden launches backwards in a desperate but well timed and executed German suplex off the top of the turnbuckle. Both come crashing to the mesh of the cage with brutality.

" What devastating impact. It makes you cringe when you see something that heavy land so awkwardly on the nape of there neck and upper spine. "

" Who cares, as you say ... They knew the risks before getting into the match. I'm just glad Shawn has been left alone. He sure is going to need a masseuse after this match, I'll be glad to volunteer ... my umm ... services. "

" You sick twisted son of a ... I swear if the Company finds me a new commentary partner, I will never say anything bad about them again. "[/i] [/color]

Shaking himself from his daze, the technician of extreme not to ignore the gift of chance from fate climbs to top of the turnbuckle. Psyching himself up with a quick slap to the face takes a deep breathe and launches forward. Finding his targets like a laser guided bomb, Shawn scores a direct hit to the sternum of Aiden who screams in anguish; while his legs find the throat of the Irishman causing him to gag and squirm around like an earthworm ripped ruthlessly from the garden. Matt who had taken the chance for a breather stands on the opposite side watching the commotions unfold with a smirk. Arguing with himself ... " finish them. " ... " Not yet, we will bide our time. " The maniacal Texan does the almost unthinkable, he casually strolls over to Dreamer who is just getting back to a knee and violently whiplashes the champions neck with a heavy boot to the back of the head dropping him in an instant. Laughing to himself, Matt turns his head and for reasons only known to him helps Liam back to his feet. Unsure of the reasoning in his state of semi-consciousness he halfheartedly raises his fists ready for a brawl. After a brief stare down, both nod and exchange mischievous sadistic expressions while they point first to the tag champion; then to the man representing the corrupt company.

Grabbing an arm each they raise the Hooligan to his feet, then like a wind up toy they both lean back in unison before launching the Wisconsin citizen straight into the exposed turnbuckle. With a scream of intense misery, Aiden barely has time to react as Shawn quickly follows suite and both superstars collide with catastrophic force before they both stumble and slump into the sweet embrace of semi consciousness somehow evading the portal that leads back to the first stage of hell. It doesn't take long before the two come to blows, Liam ballin a malicious right fist, while Matt fires a clenched left hook to the temple. All though both triumphantly locate there mark, neither back down from the barrage, just momentarily hobble backwards preceding an inevitable assault with a hostile counterattack. It appears the Irishman has the advantage when he is able to dodge an incoming strike and wrap an arm around the neck of the marauder. Grabbing a handful of pants, O'Donnell tries ineffectually for a snap suplex, the Texan counteracts by placing a leg in just the right position to make it impossible. Matt attempts a scoop slam, but Liam uses the palm of his hand and slaps the ear temporarily messing up the equilibrium of the masked man from Austin. Sucking in as much oxygen as he can into his lungs, the Belfast bruiser bunts the toe of his left boot hard into the lower ribs of Scar. Exhaling the air whiles growling, Seth's Protege with a struggle at the size of the heavy weight hauls Matt into a shaky stall suplex. Quickly drinking an illusory shot of whiskey with his free hand, O'Donnell twists before the usually inevitable demise. Scar has other plans and while the sound of an ocean echoes in his ears due to the blood rushing to his brain, latches onto his foes ear in a last ditched effort. Getting the result by nefarious means, but results none the less, Matt shifts his weight whiles the Irishman staggers in shock and pain; BOOM. An explosive spike DDT as the crown of Liam's head comes into contact with the cage sending a shock wave down his spine, while his forehead is torn by the harsh cold steel of the mesh.

" My Gawd ... I feel I must apologize here folks, what we just witnessed was as much horrific as just ... down right disturbing. I won't repeat, it makes even me feel sick just thinking of it. "

" You won't Jimmy ... but I sure as hell will. That psychotic freak just bit off part of Liam's ear. Then he drove the helpless Irishman head first into that mesh. Someone needs to put a stop to this insanity. As much as I enjoy it rough ... even whips and chains on occasion, this is just down right ... twisted. "

" We will be right back after a quick commercial break from our sponsors folks. Eat Meatio's ... You'll love their meat! "[/i][/color]

Tbc.

[x | S.DREAMER | x]

The huge cell below starts to shake vigorously as the Irish Bastard goes head-first onto the wire-mesh floor, much thanks to the spike DDT from the Psycho from Austin. Scar, completely content about how things had gone about him for a while, puts on a devilish grin behind his crimson mask – something that you would only see on the face of a sadistic butcher on his way to the slaughterhouse. He examines the sprawled body of Liam for a while, in an attempt to minimize every risk that may come from the European Bad Ass. But then, if only the Texan Psycho had belief over Nature and His ways of doing things, he wouldn’t have taken so long to assess the state of Seth’s protégé. Behind his eyes, the Hardcore Prince had rose from the ground with vendetta in his mind, and the first thing that catches his eyes is that the behemoth standing alone in the middle. The sight of Scar being the dominant one sets a pill of anger to explode inside the head of Dreamer, and so he makes a charge at the largest individual in the stage, clocking a speed that even a Cheetah wouldn’t be able to catch up with. He bends down a little once he hits proximity, and goes shoulder first onto the spinal column of Scar, taking him down to his knees. It only takes Dreamer a moment to realize that the spear hadn’t got the job completely done; he charges at the ropes and bounces off them, only to return back at the Texan with his rage still livid. He sets himself on air once he draws close toward the giant, sending his boots forward in the process and send him down to the ground with an impressive front drop kick. The crowd erupts at the sight of this with a low cheer, showing how much they are rooting behind Dreamer this time around, being the worshippers of pro-wrestling in the end.

“And Dreamer returns to his feet once again, taking down Scar this time around. It’s been an awesome match throughout, with every single one out there giving in all they got. I don’t know what would happen in the end, but seeing how this is shaping up… I really don’t want to comment.”

“Yeah, sure, now you’d be that way! It’s just that Dreamer has got the tongue of my partner here, and well Jimbo, that’d be the scene at the end of the match; trust me on that!”

Though the dropkick had taken the breath away of both Scar and the crowd, it made its toll on Dreamer as well. Hit by several weapons, being on the end of submission moves – one after the other had got Dreamer on the worst possible shape, and it takes a struggle for him to make it up to his feet, up on vertical base. Once the Floridian gets up with his face contorted off the struggle, he finds his hands to be full once again; Liam O’Donnell was up and is seen to be starting to run rampant around the ring. Shaking his head in disappointment and letting out a frustrating sigh, the Knockout champion makes a dash at the Irishman, trying to strike him and take him off guard… even if it’s by a whisker! But then, it seems that the European Bad Ass had done his homework at the gypsy’s store; he completely reads the act of Dreamer as he’s a mile away, and sticks his arm outstretched, on the level of the champion’s neck. With a little left in him, the Jacksonville’s pride fails to hit his brakes at the right moment, and in turn, walks into the clothesline from Liam, which floors him completely. The Irish Bastard had filled his system with quite a lot of composure it seems as he follows up the clothesline with an elbow to the heart of Shawn, taking whatever breath is on his sails with the hit and completely diminish the chances of a Dreamer return anytime soon.

“Alright, what were you saying just a few minutes back, Ray? I’m not sure if that’s what you meant with it!”

“Okay, Liam might have taken Dreamer out, but we all know how many times that just happened! That man right there took in submission moves, shots of kendo stick, what not… and he still made a comeback there! A cheap clothesline taking him down? I don’t think that would go on for long!”

With a chorus of boos about, O’Donnell slowly gets up to his heels, grinning ear to ear being elated to his success right there. He looks around him once he reaches vertical base, eyeing the raging audience with a smile and taking their jeers like it was a symphony off Beethoven’s book. Once done taking in the negativity from the crowd, the Irish Bastard turns his attention toward the battlefield and starts to scope the landscape around him, looking at the sprawled bodies to find the slightest signs of life. He finds the most progress in the Hooligan, and decides that it would be him on the list of his prime targets. Full of himself and what not, Liam slowly strolls over to the spot where the Milwaukee native lay, and once drawn near, he yanks him up, much like Hulk would lift a massive tree trunk with ease. But then, the tides decided to roll the other way, and it certainly isn’t in the favour for Mr. O’Donnell; before could the Irishman make a move on Aiden, he grabs the skull of his adversary and pulls it down, smashing it across his temple for a hard jawbreaker. The sudden move from the Hooligan sends the protégé of Seth reeling, and Andrew takes the complete advantage of this opening. He springs up to his heels and darts at Liam, before leaping up in the air and set his body to twist and turn in mid-air. One revolution sets him to cover a huge gap, and half more sets him to crash his boot onto the nose of the Irish, sending him down to the canvas. The picture perfect corkscrew roundhouse kick sets the crowd to cheer hard, giving props toward the daredevil highflier. Aiden lifts his head a little to respond to the cheering crowd, but falls back on the ground being all burned down.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Matt Scar is seen to be stirring up to his heels, with his jaws grinding onto each other in avid rage. Once up, he simply doesn’t follow the golden rule of looking at the scenario, and gets onto other agendas on his mind. He walks over to an opening on the floor and bends over, before grabbing the ladder set on the lower stage and starting to pull it up. It takes a little struggle to pull it through the small gap, but he manages to do so after a few haywire attempts. The Psychopath from Austin then grabs the ladder across his chest, and turns around, only to have his lights knocked out courtesy to a superkick out of the blue from Shawn “FUCKIN’” DREAMER!

TBC;

[Aiden Andrews/Scotty Daniels]

Dreamer stands the monster straight up before watching his body freeze up and topple over like a tree coming down. The steel mesh that lies beneath the superstars doesn’t exactly embrace the impact as Scar has now received his second super kick of the night. The match begins to look less and less promising for certain superstars however Aiden Andrews is attempting to fight his way back to his feet from a kneeing position. He does so with strength, the will to win, and a little help from the ropes. The crowd has got the whole building rumbling with the tumultuous roars. Aiden has now managed to make it to his feet but leans heavily on the ropes to keep him aloft. Shawn Dreamer sees this and decided to try and make the best of it. He grabs Liam by the back of the hair and lifts him to a vertical base. Liam’s face is somewhat groggy but also wincing from the pulling of the hair. He marches the Belfast Bastard right towards the hooligan and before Aiden knows it Liam is thrown directly at him complements of the prince of censorship. Aiden has to make a decision quickly, possibly get eliminated by this spear or make a drastic move and get out of the way. Aiden quickly decides and drops all of his weight downward while still holding onto the top rope. This sends Liam flying over the top rope and past the bottom of the top section out of sight.

::-Ray-::
Oh my goodness there is the first brutal elimination!! Poor baby mommy will take care of you promise sweetie!

::-Jimmy-::
I’m not so convinced where was the splat?! I never heard him hit the ground, get a camera over there!

The crowd gasps in awe after O’Donnell was thrown from the top but are even more surprised that just after disappearing out of sight, Liam had managed to grab onto the side of the cage. The camera whirs around to the other side showing the Irish man holding on for dear life as he begins to try and reposition himself and climb back into this match. Meanwhile still inside the ring, Shawn Dreamer is now face to face yet again with the hooligan. The Milwaukee mans almost seems to patient as he has just pulled himself back up to a leaning position on the ropes. Shawn seems uneasy about the situation and waits to see what Aiden has in mind. A wide smirks bestows itself upon the Milwaukee Phenomenon’s face, he tips his head back in laughter now drawing Mr. Dreamer to him. Dreamer approaches carefully but swiftly. However what he doesn’t see is the quickness of Aiden off the rebound of the ropes. He pushes himself up swiftly and with ninja like reflexes sends a right kick into the head of Dreamer. This doesn’t quite take him out but what’s coming next will. Instead of falling the discombobulated prince tries to stay on his feet but instead ends up turning right around into the sadistic and twisted freight train known as Scar. Without even an instant to move Dreamer is hit with an Animal that has been unleashed. This takes Shawn to la-la land and crashing into the metal mesh that lies beneath him.

::-Ray-::
HE’S AN ANIMAL UNLEASHED! GIVE IT TO EM BABY UHUH UHUH!

::-Jimmy-::
These guys are destroying each other out here! Next thing you know these men won’t even be able to eliminate each other because they are all gassed out.

Scar looks with a deadly desire at Shawn Dreamer as if wanting to end his life right then and there. However he catches a rapidly approaching figure out of the corner of his eye. He quickly peers forward to see it is the hooligan coming at him. From a knelling position Scar throws a brutal right hand that catches Aiden in the gut just before he can reach him and execute the move he had planned. Andrews doubles over clenching his gut. Scar quickly rises to a standing position where he attempts another devastating move. He has Aiden Andrews in a Suplex position with his arm raised and the groggy man under his arm. He now bends down, wraps Aidens arm over his neck and attempts to lift. However before Andrews can be lifted for whatever Scar has in plan he entwines his right leg behind Scar’s left. This prevents the lifts and causes scar to try again. He again pulls up but is again stopped. Scar now unhooks his head from the Milwaukee phenomenon’s arm and begins pounding, hammer fist after hammer fist to his back. Aiden’s body drops a little more with each shot but Scar manages to hold him up while all this is happening. Scar now repositions himself for the demolition that he has in mind.

::-Ray-::
Oh goodness he is out to eliminate everyone from this match!

::-Jimmy-::
Dam right and it looks like after he completes this move Aiden Andrews will be the…what the…OH MY LIAM HAS COME BACK FROM THE DEPTHS!

Liam O’Donnell has now finally managed to slowly but surely pull himself back up and into the match. Not only does he do this but when reaching the top he settles himself in for an impactful move. He launches himself onto the top rope and then from there springs into action. This takes place right as the monster is about to lift his opponent. However Liam comes out of nowhere with a springboard Double axe handle that connects with the top of both men’s skulls. Aiden is knocked down again falling back to the ground as Scar is shaken up and falls backwards into the ropes. Liam quickly follows his opponent to the ropes as they both now rebound off of them. Before Matt really realizes what is going on Liam has grasped the back of his mask. He then takes a one, two step before leaping in the air and landing ass first on the top of the cage. This bulldog has driven Scar’s face into the rugged steel cage leaving Liam the only man left standing. Now that everyone is down the question is, who to eliminate first?

::-Ray-::
I cannot believe he hung on for that long and managed to climb back into this thing! Sounds like my old boyfriend…ahhhh.

::-Jimmy-::
I’m really going to throw you into that cage and not in the fun way…Liam deserves all the credit in the world here for that. I honestly thought the hooligan pulled some nonsense and we finally had our first elimination but not quite yet folks!

TBC?

[Scar]

The devastating bulldog has left Liam alone and standing tall amongst the group of competitors. Shawn and Aiden are slowly coming to their feet while Scar appears entirely out of it, sprawled out across the mesh and motionless. The Prince of Censorship is the first to make it up, but before he can come to his senses and prepare himself he his hit hard. Liam continues to lay the punches into Dreamer, alternating between lefts and rights, each one as devastating as the last, not giving Shawn time to mount a counter attack. Liam is getting carried away and caught in the moment though because before he remembers Aiden it's too late. Liam feels a rough hand grab a handful of his hair, wrenching him forwards into the cage below. Aiden pulls the overcastle off without a hitch, landing on his rear-end and jumping up immediately so as not to be caught out by Dreamer. The Technical Extremist maintains a cool head and doesn't lunge forwards like an idiot, maintaining his ground and staring Andrews down. Dreamer is much bigger in comparison, but the Milwaukee Native shows no signs of fear, standing up to his full height and puffing his chest out to show he isn't backing out. Despite Aiden's stance, Shawn is still the bigger man and plans to use his size and strength to his advantage.

Oh a stand down, this could get interesting. Dreamer to win.

You need to leave it open, you can't go making predictions based on who you want to sleep with.

I'm sure you'd be doing the same if you were watching two slutty divas go at it.

Aiden is cocky and makes the first move, an obvious mistake as Shawn is entirely prepared. Aiden wraps his arms around Dreamer and goes for the suplex, but Dreamer shifts his weight down and Andrews struggles to lift him. Rather than leave it and try another strategy the Hooligan goes again and is able to lift Dreamer off slightly but Mr. Company goes straight back down and wraps his arms around Aiden too. The man from Jacksonville grunts in struggle as his muscles flex and his veins pop out, Dreamer is already worn out and the belly to belly takes a lot of effort, throwing Aiden over his head. But it appears that the Hooligan has other ideas in his head, luck seems to favor him and he bounces off of the turnbuckle in a stunning display, Shawn has no idea of the danger awaiting him and as he turns to see Scar on one knee he also meets with a crossbody from Aiden, taking him to the ground as Aiden rolls off of him, gaining his breath back as he uses the ropes to help him up.

Holy shit, brilliant move by Aiden. Poor effort by Shawn not to make sure his move was successful.

Cheap. Whatever you say you can't change my mind.

You're an ass.

Scar has made it to his feet and Aiden is resting against the ropes, the two lock eyes and are completely oblivious to the Irish Bastard now on his feet. The Texan shows only aggression and doesn't heed the advice of his other personality telling him to play it safe. Scar rushes forwards as fast his bulk can allow him, raising his boot he attempts to drive his heel into Aiden and send him over, but Andrews has other ideas and dives to the side with a small commando roll to break his fall. Scar loses his balance and ends up with the rope between his legs as out of nowhere Liam comes diving in with an elbow, connecting with Scar's jaw as it jerks out of position, almost dislocating. Despite this Scar still remains on the rope as Liam and Aiden turn their attention to each other, weary of the psychotic man.

What an awkward situation for the men.

And my Shawny is getting up!

Scar begins to lift his leg back over, stepping back into the make-shift ring. Liam begins to back away to get an easier view of everyone while the Hooligan looks left and right as if he is crossing a road. Shawn begins to advance on Aiden while Scar turns his attention to Liam, grinning sadistically as blood drips out from his mouth. Aiden, eager to get away from Shawn takes his chances on the Masked Marauder's back. Aiden charges towards Scar, wrapping his arms around the giant's neck, tugging violently, trying to render the beast unconscious. Shawn doesn't sit back and while the two go at it he turns his attention to Liam. The two heavyweights run at each other while the struggle goes on besides them. Shawn goes in with a clothesline but Liam ducks and maneuvers himself behind Shawn, wrapping his arms around Dreamer and going for the suplex. But the Floridian is prepared and brings his left foot up, driving it backwards and digging his heel into Liam's shin. Liam doesn't let go and begins a second attempt, Shawn throws his arm backwards, connecting his elbow into Liam's nose, Liam staggers but continues to keep his grip. As the Belfast Bastard goes for a final attempt, Shawn manages to wrap his arm around O'Donnell's head. The two are in a stalemate, unable to do anything so they release each other and wander away to recuperate.

Shawn was all over him!

You biased fucking fag.

Following the events which has just transpired, Liam and Shawn stand in opposite sides of the ring, contemplating their next moves. Both competitors are panting heavily and struggling to stand due to the fatigue. Meanwhile the Hooligan continues to keep his hold on Scar who is slowly losing consciousness. The Crimson Devil had been trying to reach behind his head and latch onto Aiden's arms, costing him energy in a pointless attempt. But with a twitch a whole new side is unleashed and the Texan begins to climb to his feet with Andrews still holding tightly. Scar grips Aiden's forearms violently and begins to pull, slowly the Milwaukee Native loses his grip and is raised onto Scar's back. Scar holds a perfect position for the Eradicator and doesn't waste time, hauling Aiden forwards and over him as the Hooligan crashes into the mesh on his back and Matt begins to frenzy into a rampage, shouting out profanity and grunts of gibberish as he stomps around the arena. A three way stand off begins with a pumped up psycho, an Irishman and a Prince.

[Liam]

15 hours ya bastard