Hawk vs Stalker vs Krylon

[Krylon]

Suddenly the arena darkens and after a few seconds of dark silence, lightning strikes the turnbuckles of the squared circle. A moment of silence is observed by the fans who can witness the arrival of the man surrounded by controversy recently, the massive six-foot-ten Demon Goliath Krylon .


Ray White
How is that stupid monster still allowed to compete after his controversial comments?

Jimmy Pate
Stupid? Because he owned you White? I had the time of my life when he was all over your you know what!


Lightning strikes the ramp once again. Suddenly smoke starts to cover the arena as a “ Gong-bell” is heard thrice in the arena. A huge pop is heard from the fans on every bell. An unfamiliar music “This fire burns” from Killswitch Engage hits in the arena as the titantron on the video starts out with Krylon digging a grave with his eyes rolled behind his back, suddenly the graveyard turns into fire and a “Krylon” logo is shown on the titantron which then turns to his previous clips in EVPW showing . Cameras roll onto the faces of the fans in the darkened and smoke covered arena; the expressions of some kids are terrified and scared who hide behind the arms of their elders and the others chanting Krylon’s name on the top of their noises.


Yeah
All i've ever wanted!
Was destiny to be fulfilled
It is in my hands,
i must not fail, i must not fail!



Just following the “I must not fail” there is a sudden pause in the music. Following the pause, lightning strikes the ramp once again. The silence once again disappears as the music continues.

Even through the darkest days
This fire burns always
This fire burns always
This is the proving ground
Misery begins to rise
Turn away from yesterday
Tomorrow's in my eyes (oh!)


A tall huge monster like figure is seen standing covered by the smoke. As soon as the “This fire burn always” is crossed in the music, that man walks out of the smoke towards the squared circle. Krylon stands on the ramp with his eyes rolled towards the back of his head, as soon as Krylon’s figure appears on the ramp, the crowd comes up with another huge pop. Wearing a long-cape over a sweatshirt with black gloves and a Dragon tattooed all over both of his massive biceps. The “Victory Road” pyro begins as Krylon walks towards the ring very slowly. With every step Krylon takes, fireworks shoot from each side of the ramp; once from the left, and once from the right simultaneously. Suddenly, Krylon stops in the middle of the ramp and takes out a box of Cigarettes, Benson & Hedges from his pocket, the fans are well aware that such out of the limit stuff is not allowed but Krylon slowly takes out a cigarette from his golden shining box, traps it between his index and second finger and puts it in his mouth. Krylon then walks towards the fans and looks at a young blonde sexy chick wearing a short tank-top with most of the guys around her drooling at her revealing cleavage. Krylon tells her to light his cigarette up, the woman flattered and amused takes a lighter from one of her mates and lights up Krylon’s cigarette. Krylon hands over the box of cigarettes to that woman and walks towards the ring with a smirk on his face as the crowd pops. Krylon walks around the squared circle. As soon as the theme music reaches its vocals, Krylon slowly walks towards the steel-steps, and takes his first step towards the ring.



Ray White
What?! How in the living hell can he do that?! You can’t smoke your way to the ring. And how could, how could the management allow this insane monster to let that little girl light it up for him. This is insanity.

Jimmy Pate
That chick is still in a shock, look at her. She wants him! Somebody tell her that it was a just a cigarette she light up, it wasn’t Krylon’s….



Ray White (interrupts)
Damn you Jimmy. Don’t even dare to speak further. You know such profound language is not allowed here. I might as well sue you as well! Somebody get me a lawyer out here to I can sue this insane Krylon.


Nevermore to be held down
By the weight beneath me
Nevermore to be cast aside
This day is mine

Even through the darkest days
This fire burns always
This fire burns always

Krylon takes a step from his left foot on the steel steps, and enters the ring over the ropes, slowly walking to the center of the squared circle as the lights finally get the shine again and the crowd looks at the Satan’s most evil right hand man’s face clearly as he smokes in the ring without caring about the rules of the company.
Krylon stands in the middle of the ring as the fans give another huge pop as the monster keeps glaring at the fans. Krylon then slowly opens up his cape/coat to reveal a “I’m the last” written on the front of his sweatshirt and “Motherfucker you want to mess with” written on the back of his sweatshirt in purple color which leads to another huge pop from they start chanting “He’s the last motherfucker you want to mess with!”. The Dark Devil continues looking at every side of the crowd as the fans remain on their feet. The entrance music finally stops as Krylon continues to stare at the fans for a while as they cheer his name to the top of their noises. Krylon looks at the ground almost unmoved. Krylon stands in the centre of the ring with an expressionless face but the intensity of that expressionless face is turbo-rushed to such a level that an expressionless face sends chills through the spine of the fans in the arena. Krylon takes the microphone and brings it near to his tight-lipped mouth but the crowd cut him off with a huge “Krylon” chant. But just as Krylon is about to speak, Dow Jones suddenly comes out without his music slightly limping come off at the back hand of a match against Scott Walker, and sits with Ray White on the commentary table after putting on the extra pair of Headset. Krylon gives a sarcastic smile bringing the microphone near his tight lipped lips as the crowd boos Dow Jones.


Ray White
Hey Jones. What’s up? Great to have you here and that was a great match with the stupid Scott Walker, did you see how that insane monster was Smoking on his way to the ring?


Dow Jones
It was pathetic. This guy has no respect for the rules of the management. I have always been respectful to the rules and yet these stupid fans boo me and cheer him. It’s pathetic.[/i]

Jimmy Pate
Hey Hey Krylon! Give me one Benson too! I haven’t smoked since some time!

Ray White looks at Pate with a disgusted expression as Pate laughs. Krylon brings the microphone near his mouth just about to address the fans before his opponents come out.


Krylon
Well. On my way out here backstage, some security officers approached me and told me that the Company has ordered for Krylon not to go out of his limits today. Well, I backed off at that time. But to answer those guys now that I'm in my graveyard, yeah I call this ring my graveyard because I bury people here, you CUNTS, FAG security officers, I could kick your teeth so far down your throat that you’ll witness your CANDY ASS chewing your own teeth! So don’t even think about approaching me again. I’m the last bastard who’d listen to your orders. Oh and that brings me to you Dow, Madhouse Is definitely on. I’m game for that but I’m not surprised that you chose the biggest FAGGOT on this earth to sit with on the commentary table. He’s just another ass kisser like you are, that Ray White. So you both look fuckin good together, might as well go to bed and make out. In any case, at Madhouse Adam son, what I want you to do is that, go to Church in the morning and pray to God and give your soul to him because MOTHERFUCKER, at Madhouse your ass belongs to me! And when you face me, there's no way your soul or your ass are going back in one piece.


Krylon throws his microphone and takes of his coat waiting for the arrival of Bryan Hawk and the unbeaten Kasabian Stalker.

[Desperado]

'Big Nut Bust' by Big Sean ft. Travis Barker hits the arena as Satan's favourite son makes his way out. Smoke is rising through the ventilators, shining blue due to the neon lights lining the entrance ramp. The titantron displays all the knockout victories from his glory days as an amateur boxer and wrestler.

Asshole then, bigger d-ck now
don't believe me, bitch look down
l-l-look down, tell me how I look now
l-l-look now, bitch look down

Airhead hoes on my kush cloud
thought I was cute then, bitch how I look now
how I look now, tell me how I look now
how I look now, bitch look down

"Next up, ... He stands at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 200 lbs...

"He is ... The King of the Ring, the Master of Mayhem, The Predator of the Skies, ... BRYAN HAWK!"

Dressed in a glamorous, custom designed boxing gown, the former junior middleweight amateur boxing champion stands in charismatic pose at the top of the ramp. His hands are gloved with the tip for the fingers removed. Although not as comfortable as boxing gloves, they were the next best thing. He begins to bounce on the spot, making dodging movements as if he were fighting an imaginary opponent, a smile lining his face.

Ok she why would he, why would he
dropping it properly
got her legs in an angle, that sh-t look like Isosceles
I got 80 carats on me cause I make all that broccoli
got her camera phone, pop, pop, pop, bottles
I know She Could Pop With me
ey ai, ey ai, we hot we hot
at the bar giving away more shots than G-I, G-I
your girlfriend is all on my D-I, D-I
you know, you know
B-I,B-I ...G

His eyes seek out the ring then turn left to right before he bends his knees and goes into a crouching position. Using his legs to propel his feet, he jumps into the air, punching the very atmosphere with an uppercut that sends the crowd into uproar as fireworks explode in spectacular fashion all around the entrance ramp, several times.

"Two losses in a row for Bryan now. Does he think he's got a chance to turn this career around?"

"I'm not to sure Jimbo but the company will be losing out on a lot considering how much they're paying him. This guy was meant to be the face of EVPW. Mind you, he is good looking so I can see why the Company invested in him. Hell, I would..."

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Once the fireworks have stopped, Bryan dashes forward, heading for the ring. Upon reaching it, he takes a leap onto the apron and using his right hand he grabs a-hold of the top rope and uses it to leap over it, landing on his feet in the ring.

Standing on his feet, he smirks cheekily at his opponent, as if he was about to have the greatest fun ever.

"Man, this guy talks too much. Who the hell is he anyways? ... Actually, don't bother answering that question. I don't really care. Now last weeks loss was unfortunate. Not going to try and make excuses but I wasn't in the right frame of mind. The match didn't really appeal to me. I mean come on, I've already beat the guy once. Why the fuck would I want to play with him again. He's boring."

Hawk stops talking a moment, taking a look at his opponent before continuing.

"However, this guy isn't somebody I've seen or heard of. Could be quite fun. Plus my good friend Kassy is going to be joining us. OI PERVERT! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE! I AIN'T GOT ALL DAY. HAHA"

Bryan laughs as he drops the mic and gets ready for the final addition to this match.[/blockquote]

TBCB Stalker

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Bryan does not have to wait long. Almost as soon as he lowers the microphone, the arena's speakers blast into life once more. The fans around the arena, unsure of what madness will accompany the Champion's entrance to the ring this week, mutter and murmur as they wait for the arrival of the controversial champion. All is soon revealed, as a strangely familiar song plays its way into the arena.




With "Puff the Magic Dragon" blaring out of the arena's speakers, the arrival of Kasabian Stalker had once more taken a turn for the strange. The continual changing of Kasabian's entrance theme is obviously the work of his new manager, launching the arena into a sing-along to the famous song. Finally, with no small amount of time-stalling, two figures appear against the WNG backdrop. The larger of the two wears a belt around his waist. The smaller of the pairing, clad in a pink cardigan and matching dress, complete with hair that looks like it has been recently permed, marches on ahead like a lady on a mission. She turns around and glares at Stalker, holding her finger out as if telling off a naughty child. Stalker shakes his head, the smile gone from his face. The Chicago native looks up at the Titan Tron, where his exploits once played, now replaced with a simple black screen that reads only "CENSORED" in large red lettering.

Begrudgingly, Kasabian Stalker marches on, following Dr. Edith Symmes toward the ring.

"Introducing lastly,

Being accompanied to the ring by his handler, Dr. Edith Symmes... He is the current EVPW Imperial Champion, undefeated in almost twenty matches.

Kasabian Stalker!"[/i]

A strange reception greets Kasabian Stalker this week. On the one hand, the crowd still remember the bastard that he was, but on the other, feelings of sympathy are beginning to rear their ugly head. A larger negative reaction is reserved for Dr. Symmes, as she clearly is set on putting Stalker through his paces once again. Looking like a shadow of his former self, Kasabian has no choice but to tow the line. Symmes walks in front of Stalker with a stern, business-like manner. She briskly marches on, with confidence and orders the Champion to enter the ring and speed the whole process up. With bitterness drawn across his face and his lips pursed with the desire to speak out, Kasabian does as he is told, rolling into the ring and handing his title to the referee.

"Seriously, puff the magic dragon now... Has this lady lost it?"

"Well, the crowd look to be enjoying it... Listen to them JP, I think that
Dr. Symmes might be onto something. She is bringing the crowd together in a way that they don't even realise - The sing-along. Smart lady, I'm gonna take back all the bad things I said about her."

"You are a coward and a fool Ray. I'm going to be watching the Champion. There is only so much embarrassment he can handle before he cracks and shoots everybody in the building. I have a feeling that tonight is the night, the referee had better check him for a gun!"[/i]

The referee indeed does check Kasabian Stalker for weapons, along with the other two men. Satisfied that there is an even playing ground, the match official finally calls for the bell and sets this match alight.

*Ding, ding ding*


TBC

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I won't typically do this, but since the deadlines nearing; anybody can take the first post. That means Kasabain can even post first. HOWEVER; 6-hour reservations as the max.

[Desperado]

With the contest scheduled to start, it was Hawk who took the first move, right upon the call of the bell, if not a second before. Being well aware of the danger Kasabian posed, he buried his head into the chest of the Stalker and forced him into a corner as quick as possible. Using his fists as hand-drills, Hawk worked his way into the torso of the undefeated champ from short range whilst the champ tried to defend himself, having been caught in the corner unexpectedly. Krylon didn’t want to stand around and be the third wheel in this match-up and began to close in on the distance between the two. Having spotted the eagerness of his second opponent before the match had begun; Hawk had conjured up a plan to compensate for this. Hawk left a gap open for Stalker to get off the mark with his first punch and despite Hawk having prepared for this; it was far stronger than he remembered it to be from their last match. Still, it was far weaker than some of the punches Hawk had endured during his short boxing career. Hawk feigned an injury once the punch had struck his abdomen and went down forcefully clutching the area of pain.

“And Hawk is down after a promising start. It looks like that punch may have caused more damage than it seemed. Even Stalker is surprised at the power behind that.”

“They might looks awesome but those abs are delicate. You can’t be slamming your fists against them so hard. How can Kasabian Stalker even think to blemish such a magnificent piece of art?”

“A body is not a piece of art. It’s a part of a person. And he has every right to-...”

“Are you trying to say people aren't beautiful?”

“That's not what I-... You know what, just forget it.”

“Forget what?”

“Nevermind.”

*Sigh*

With an opponent down, the two remaining competitors locked into a power-grapple. At first it seemed the damage Kas had received would put him at a disadvantage but that was not the case here. Kasabian pushes out of the corner with steam, his engine of energy showing the power it holds. But the strong-willed advantage of the pervert falls into despair under the height and weight advantage his opponent possessed. The Abbadon Pit Finalist begins to force Kasabian back into the corner, Hawk had suppressed him to but with quick kick into the mid-section, Kasabian saved himself a second trip into the turnbuckle. Krylon, disappointed with having been caught out by the kick, launched himself forward for a tackle but the reflexive skills of the champ came into play. Side-stepping his way out of trouble, he got a good view of Krylon going shoulder first into the steel of the turnbuckle. With a smile on his face, Kasabian took the locks of Krylon’s hair and dragged him out before gifting him with a knee to the stomach.

“Kasabian looks to take control now. Oh wait, I spoke too soon, Krylon has managed to throw an elbow into Kasabian’s gut from a doubled-up position.”

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The Dark Devil takes Kasabian on to his shoulder and drops him to the ground with a fire-man carry, showing a bit of technical wrestling for a change and follows up by clutching his arm around the neck of his opponent. Kasabian however wriggles his way out of it, getting his hands on the ropes, forcing the referee to intervene and break up the hold. Krylon charges in with a clothesline but the ever alert Stalker ducks beneath it and gets a kick into his foes mid-section once again before slipping his head beneath his own arm.

“And now Kasabian takes control once again. It looks like he’s going for a heavy grapple manoeuvre.”

“This is going back and forth. One second it’s Kasabian, the next Krylon ... And now it looks like Hawk is getting involved in the mix-up. He seems to have recovered from the blow earlier on. He looks really up to this, as if he never even hurt himself.”

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Hawk gets off the ground; cheeky smirk on his face as he approaches the victor at Championship Carnival undetected. Standing behind his potential victim, he taunts the crowd showing off his remarkable acting skills as he reveals the fake injury. He watches as Kasabian lifts Satan’s associate of his feet and plants his head into the canvas with a Spiked DDT. As soon as the connection between the ground and Krylon’s head is made, Hawk unleashes an onslaught of stomps onto the title holder, not holding anything back. The look on his face giving away the enjoyment he is experiencing as his boot meets the pervert’s unprotected skin, over and over again. However, his movement becomes predictable and Kasabian becomes somewhat accustomed to the barrage of pain he is receiving. He anticipates an incoming stomp and grasps it within the clutches of his arm and immediately sends Hawk to the floor. Having lost his balance and the ground beneath his feet, Hawk lashes out at Kasabian before Chicago resident could make anything out of it.

Rolling back onto his feet, the fresh Hawk leans back onto the ring ropes before rushing forward at Kasabian. The speed catches the champ off-guard and with a lift into his run he manages to avoid the last minute kick Kasabian threw to protect himself as Hawk connects with a flying clothesline that sends Kasabian and him both sprawling to the ground. Kasabian remains on the floor whilst Bryan kips back onto his feet much the appeal of the crowd who show their appraisal with cheers.
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TBCB ...

[Krylon]

The king of the ring Bryan stands tall in the middle of the ring as Stalker continues to lay motionless. Krylon however attempts to find his feet despite the blood dripping from his forehead – courtesy the spike DDT earlier. Krylon limps towards Bryan groggy as the six feet ten monster tries to contest with the Prize Fighter who has all the momentum right now. Bryan lifts his right leg up and tries to smash the Demon Goliath’s face with it however the former TWF underground Champion immediately ducks and evades the kick and quickly grabs Hawk by his right arm and irish whips him. As Hawk bounces off the ropes, the Satan’s most evil right hand man quickly kicks him in the gut – forcing Hawk to bends down holding his stomach in pain. His three hundred pound competitor traps him between his legs, wraps his hands around Hawk’s stomach and lifts him up for a Powerbomb as the fans stand on their feet to get a better glimpse of the inevitable impact. Just as Krylon is about to smash Bryan’s back and the back of his head onto the mat, The Hammer of Brooklyn’s amazing agile body helps him dragging the monster Krylon from mid air into a forced somersault by performing a back-flip and executing a reversal Huricanrana on the monster knocking him onto the mat.

Ray White
Krylon there attempting a Powerbomb but Hawk has all the momentum right now! Stalker is finding the way back to his feet.

Jimmy Pate
Krylon is busted open. Satan’s Favorite Son versus Satan’s most evil right hand man and it seems like the favorite son has all the evil blessings right now from Satan.

Dow Jones
That’s just how you’ll see Krylon at Madhouse when he faces me. Busted and Bloodied.

Just when it seems that Hawk had all the momentum needed for this match, the unbeaten Imperial champion Stalker – now thoroughly rejuvenated - stands behind Hawk and grabs him around his waist before lifting him up and falling backwards while bridging his back and legs. The Pervert ends up slamming Bryan Hawk right onto the motionless Krylon - shoulder and upper body first. The crowd actually pops following the German Suplex executed on Bryan and slammed right onto Krylon’s comatose. Hoping to end it right there and then, Stalker quickly goes for the cover on both the superstars. But following just at two and a half, the Demon Goliath three hundred pound powerhouse demonstrates unbelievable strength as he lifts up both his opponents and throws them away. The crowd gives a huge pop to the controversial Demon of the Dark Side as he threw away a combined weight of 460 pounds when being covered for a pin. The Monster Krylon rises up with a face covered in blood as Stalker kicks the mat in fury over how close he was to the victory. Hawk also takes support from the turnbuckle and finds his way back to the feet. All three superstars seem to be on their feet now; “The Pervert” seemingly being the most fresh at the moment following the burst of momentum.

Jimmy Pate
Unbelievable! That’s around 460 pounds which Krylon outpowered after Stalker German Suplexed Hawk right onto Krylon’s body. Dow Jones, you better be watching this.

Ray White
That monster is busted open. I don’t know how long he will carry on. Hawk is also back on his feet, and all three superstars seem to be looking eye to eye at the moment.

Dow Jones
That was really an impressive kick out by Krylon. He’s my opponent so obviously he will have a set of skills albeit not as good as mine.

Forgetting their animosity for a second, Hawk and Stalker realize that they have to take the big man out first in order to get more advantage in the match. Krylon meanwhile stands in the center of the squared circle with both his competitors on opposite sides on the turnbuckles. The Pervert and The King of the Ring immediately turbo-rush and charge towards the six feet ten monster attempting to Double Team the biggest man in the ring but the Dark Devil ducks – avoiding the double team attempt. As they turn around, he grabs both his opponents by the throat in an attempt to Chokeslam both his competitors while the crowd respond with a hearty cheer. However, the duo promptly kick the monster in the gut area at the same time – the impact causing the big man to release his death-grip on the throats of his opponents. Looking to take advantage of this crucial moment, The Pervert and The Freebird try one more time at a double team attempt – bouncing off the ropes from either side of Krylon. Stalker jumps in the air, opens up his right arm and smashes a flying clothesline and almost at the same moment Bryan Hawk while charging slides down and trips the Death Monster’s legs in perfect sync as the Double team maneuver is successfully executed by the Pervert and the Predator of the Skies.

Ray White
What an amazing double team move by Hawk and Stalker. Almost in perfect sync. How much more will the monster Krylon witness? He should just give up and walk away.

Jimmy Pate
I think I’d never say this but these two can make a good team. That flying clothesline and the modified baseball slide in perfect timing.


TBC.

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Hawk and Stalker stare at each other, while their larger opponent licks his wounds from the double team beating he had just received. A stony silence shrouds over both men and they meet with a brief moment of mutual respect. The moment does not last long, however, as the stirring of the larger man from beneath them catches their attention once more. In the second sign of cohesiveness between the unlikely pair, both men work together to hoist the heavyweight to his feet, before proceeding to grab him by the belt loops and eject him from the ring, like a pair of bouncers booting out a drunk patron from an overcrowded bar. With the ring cleared of Krylon, the Pervert and the Freebird stare down each other, each knowing that their teamwork is about to come to a sticky end.

When they do lock horns, it is with all the drama and expectation of mighty titans battling each other. The crowd, feeling the momentum of the entire match lead up to this very point, hold a bated breath as a Collar and Elbow Tie ensue. Being the larger and stronger of the two, Stalker is quick to exert his dominance, forcing the high flying Hawk down underneath the strength of his arms. With his opponent doubled over, Stalker hoists him upwards in what looks like the beginnings of a Gut-wrench Powerbomb, however the daredevil has other plans for his greased up opponent. Like the proverbial slippery eel, Bryan slips out of the Powerbomb, sliding out the back door of Stalker's move and lands behind the undefeated Champion. As he falls, he grabs a hold of Kasabian's head, dragging it down with him and reversing the Powerbomb into a brutal Neckbreaker of his own. Bryan Hawk lets a war-cry of sorts escape his lips as he picks himself up off the ground, looking over the downed body of the mighty Kasabian Stalker and planning his next move.

"Well, Kasabian and Bryan Hawk looked as though they were starting to get some team work together, ridding the ring of Krylon, but that seems to have fallen by the wayside now."

"Shame, they make such a cute team... I guess that there can be only one winner of this match, neither man wants to lose."

"Really Ray? I didn't realise that. Here was I thinking that Kasabian Stalker came out here to lose, wow, you have really enlightened me!"

"Geez, what side of the bed did you get up on today JP... You're a little grouchier than usual."[/i][/b]

Not wanting to waste any time, Hawk is soon up and off once more, charging at the ropes and bounding his way back across the ring. By the time Stalker had managed to shake off the effects of the Neckbreaker, his opponent was already lining him up for a running attack. Stalker is caught cleanly, half way between standing and kneeling with a well timed Knee Strike to the side of his head. The force of the strike once again sends the undefeated man to the mat, his opponent feeling the new wave of momentum fill his body. He has the Champion where he wants him, thoughts of revenge filling his mind for the disgraceful 'dildo' experience following Stalker's recent title defense. Hurling the Champion to his feet, Bryan Hawk flings Stalker into the corner, an Irish Whip executed with enough force to wrench an arm right out of its socket. Needless to say, Stalker's body crashes into the turnbuckle, the Champion managing to hold onto the top rope to steady his weary legs. Hawk smiles at his opponent's predicament, the Predator of the Skies closing in for what he hopes to be a brutal and telling lesson for the rampant Champion.

As Hawk closes in on his prize, he balls both of his educated fists. Having Hayden on the ropes, exactly where he wants him, Bryan approaches him, much like a lion would approach a fallen gazelle. With powerful strikes, Hawk begins unloading a barrage of body blows. Stalker winces with each strike, his body being rocked blow by blow. The Hammer of Brooklyn looks to school his opponent on the finer points of his background, the ex-boxer going to work on softening up Kasabian's ribs. Left and right punches follow each other in rapid succession as a flurry of punches ends with an Uppercut to Stalker's head. The force is enough to take Stalker's feet off the ground momentarily, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. When he returns to earth, he does so with his head hung, as if asleep, his arms still locked in the ring ropes of the turnbuckle. One final strike looks set to finish the Champion off and send him into dreamland, Bryan is only to happy to provide the killing blow. He crouches down low, as low as humanly possible preparing his lethal fist for it's destination. With Kasabian's head still hanging in unconsciousness, Hawk smiles to himself before springing up into a Gazelle Punch, an uppercut combined with the upwards thrust of his body separating Stalker from the turnbuckle and sending him collapsing to the mat.

"Oh my... My Kassy just got his head taken off!"

"I tell you what, I would not like to get caught in between Bryan Hawk's fists. That man could punch a hole right through you!"

"I could punch a hole right through him too, just in a very different way - If you catch my drift."

"I don't want to catch your drift Ray, I don't want to catch anything from you, ever... You sick bastard."

With both Stalker and Krylon out of the picture, the match seems to be Hawk's to win. Knowing the fact full well, the Hammer of Brooklyn takes to the skies, looking set to put the Champion away once and for all. He climbs the turnbuckle, testing the durability of the padded steel underneath him before deciding to take to the skies. The crowd hold a collective breath as Bryan Hawk jumps, seeming to soar through the sky in slow motion. He looks to destroy Stalker with a Top-Rope Splash, opening his body right out as wide as it will go in mid flight. Out of the corner of his eye, however, he spies the body of Kasabian Stalker disappearing underneath the bottom rope and out of the ring. A worried looks spreads across Hawk's face, knowing that his landing spot had been compromised. With no body to land on, Hawk simply crashes into the ground, his spread out body absorbing the worst of the blow across his torso. Hawk rolls over, holding his ribs and kicking his feet into the ground like a child throwing a tantrum in the supermarket. He does not notice the large, seemingly forgotten figure slink back into the ring.

When Hawk manages to struggle to his feet once more, he turns around only to face a giant wall of man in his way. Krylon is eager to get back in the match, and he does so by sending a signal both to Hawk and the fans around the arena. The Demon Lord smiles a sadistic smile as he wraps his arms around Hawk, lifting him into the air in a Belly To Belly Suplex and planting him back first into the center of the mat. The brutal Suplex rattles the ring, seeming to be delivered with enough force to drill a hole in the canvas. Krylon stands, brushes a hand through his hair and bends forward to lift Hawk to his feet once more, continuing the assault. As he leans forward, Krylon is grabbed from behind and pulled away from the downed Hawk by an unseen force. Only when the force spins him around does Krylon see it's face, fresh from a trip outside the ring. The big man stares face to face with the undefeated Champion of Controversy. Stalker winks at him with an almost seductive twinkle in his eye before setting on him like a match to gasoline. Stalker doubles the shocked Krylon over, hooking both arms behind his back as he does so. He lifts from under both of his opponent's arms in a Double Underhook, before flinging the heavyweight into the air and planting him face first back to the ground, directly on top of the body of the third combatant, Bryan Hawk. Unbeknownst to Krylon, Hawk had managed to bring his knees up to his body and the evilly intended Stalker's Slam sees the Demon crash face first into the waiting point of Bryan's knee. The Perverted One smiles as he watches the heavyweight once again fall victim to a bizarre point of teamwork from himself and his unlikely teammate - Bryan Hawk.

"What the?
Stalker just rescued Bryan Hawk from Krylon's clutches? Are these two in cahoots?"

"Right place, right time JP. Stalker took advantage of a pre-occupied opponent and made him pay with a brutal Stalker's Slam."

"Yeah - but with a huge assist from Bryan Hawk. They have really gone after the big man in this one. I think there is more than meets the eye with this scene right here!"[/i]

TBC