With a loud bang and a flash of blue, green, and white pyro, the EWI Collision is on the air. The Collision theme song, Creed's "Bullets", blares over the loudspaker as the arena is packed with several thousand rabid wrestling fans, waving signs and banners and cheering as loud as they can throughout the impressive opening display. As the noise dies down and the smoke begins to clear, the faces of play-by-play announcer Blake Underwood and color commentator Adam Kogler, who are at ringside to call the night's action, appear on the video screen and televisions across the continent.
Underwood: We are live, we are Elite Wrestling International, and we are about to see a Collision! Welcome once again everybody as we are now inside two weeks to the huge pay per view event Blaze of Glory. Things are getting more and more intense with each passing week with everyone still trying to earn their way into that King of Kings match. Of course we know that as of right now it will be The Cult Master, Benjamin Childs, Lance Stanton, The Daemon Knight, and Heavy D battling it out for the world championship, but those men still have quite a ways go to before we get there and of course that picture could change by the time we get to Sacramento.
Kogler: We're drawing ever closer to Blaze Of Glory, and that King of Kings main event match is changing shape every week! As of now, Heavy D, Lance Stanton, and Daemon Knight are three men who hope to participate, but not only do they have to successfully defend their Titles live on Pay-Per-View before the big one, they also have to survive tonight!
Underwood: That's right, tonight we will see two championship matches as both the tag team championship and the hardcore title will be defended. The Crimson Guild defends the tag titles against the new team of Charles Childs and Jaden while Heavy D, who pulled a huge upset last week in defeating The Destroyer for the hardcore title, faces a big challenge in his first defense in a return match against the former champion from The Cult. We will also see in action in our huge main event the number one contender to the world title, Captain Patrick O'Conner, who will challenge for that championship in the opening match at Blaze of Glory, face his toughest challenge to date in EWI as he takes on the very bizarre to say the least Nick Sinister. We've got a lot going on tonight so let's go right to our opening contest. It's for the tag team title, Stanton and Daemon Knight defend the gold against Charles Childs and Jaden as we kick things off here at Collision.
EWI TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Champions
Lance Stanton &
The Daemon Knight
with Page
~VS.~
Challengers
Jaden &
Charles Childs
*****
"Black Dog" by Led Zeppelin filled the arena as Charles Childs and Jaden made their way to the ring. The duo got into the ring and then awaited the champions. Led Zeppelin's "Kashmir" then flooded the arena as Lance Stanton and Daemon Knight made their way to the ring. Stanton made his way down, his look of disdain masked only partially by his shades, with Knight stalking behind. The two got into the ring, and Stanton and Childs paired off to begin the match. The two locked up, and Stanton gained the advantage, applying an armbar. Childs soon reversed it, followed by another reversal by Stanton. Childs then pushed off, leaving the two to face off again. Childs stared Stanton down a bit before tagging in Jaden. Jaden and Stanton then paired off, with Jaden laying a few kicks into the ribcage of Stanton. Jaden went for another, but Stanton caught it, countering with a legsweep. Jaden got up quickly, but was met with a boot to the midsection, followed by a rocker dropper. Stanton got up and motioned to the crowd for approval, but was met with resounding boos instead. Stanton then tagged in Daemon Knight, who picked Jaden up and body slammed him before tagging Stanton back in. This delay of tags gave Jaden a chance to get up, and Stanton was met with a series of kicks to the legs followed by a Russian legsweep. Jaden then mustered enough energy to tag Childs back in. Childs charged, but at about the same time Stanton rose and met the charge by sidestepping Childs and taking him down with an armdrag. Childs shot up and ducked a clothesline attempt from Stanton. He then turned on a dime and met Stanton with a dropkick. Childs then tagged in Jaden, and as Stanton rose to his feet, the two hit a double dropkick, sending Stanton back down. Jaden lifed Stanton up, and laid a few knife-edge chops to Stanton's chest, backing him into the corner. He then whipped Stanton into the opposite corner, and followed him in with a cartwheel elbow smash. Stanton fell to his knees, but not before he could hit Jaden with a low blow on the way down. As Jaden struggled, Stanton tagged in Daemon Knight, who punched Jaden a few times before tagging Stanton back in. Stanton, exhausted and frustrated by his burden of carrying the team, glared at Daemon Knight and went back in. Jaden had the chance to tag in Childs in the meantime, however, and the two met in the center of the ring, trading punches. Childs, the fresher of the two, soon gained the advantage and whipped Stanton into the ropes, meeting him with a clothesline as he came off. Childs then picked Stanton up and body slammed him, following that up with a legdrop. Acting quickly, Childs tagged in Jaden, who picked Stanton up and sent him once again into the ropes. Jaden went for a superkick, but Stanton slid under it, and hurried to make a tag to Knight. Knight and Childs locked up, and after a few kneelifts to the gut, Knight gained the advantage. He followed that up with a Samoan drop. Knight then tagged in Stanton, who began climbing to the top turnbuckle. Knight meanwhile, ran into the opposite corner clotheslining an unsuspecting Jaden to the floor below. Knight followed him out as the two began to battle each other outside the ring. Meanwhile, in the ring, Stanton came off the top turnbuckle with a shooting star press, right onto the chest of Childs. As Knight and Jaden battled outside the ring, Stanton made the cover on Childs for the 1....2....3 and the win. Just as this was happening, Knight had beaten down Jaden. Stanton grabbed his tag title belt and headed to the back, glaring at Knight, who glared back from the ring.
Kogler: Another impressive win for The Crimson Guild! You know, for two guys that can't seem to get along outside of the ring, they sure know what they're doing inside of it. And that, my dear Underwood, is all that counts!
Underwood: I have to admit that I didn't think this team would have what it takes to survive in the suddenly very competitive tag team division here in EWI given their personal differences, but they've accumulated some very impressive victories as of late and could well make their mark in that King of Kings match. They've still got two more defenses to survive, however, one of which will be at Blaze of Glory against the very impressive team of Psychotic Sam and The Joker's Child. Coming up next we will see the in-ring debut of Karkuss, who made his presence felt during the Virus Richards/Daron Manners match a week ago, as he takes on Daron Manners in one on one competition.
Karkuss
~VS.~
Daron Manners
*****
Jerk by Green Jelly played through the arena as Karkuss walked out from the curtains to a chours of boos. Karkuss flipped the bird to to the audience and continued into the ring where, he called for the mic and began to speak.
Karkuss: Well Manners... here is what you and the rest of the EWI has been waiting for... ladies and gentleman... I present to you.. Rodney the Rappin Retard!!
A generic rap beat began to play and Rodney walked out from the curtains. He was wearing a white tank top and baggy jeans. He had a large gold necklace with a gold clock hanging around his neck as well as a really large, fuzzy, purple pimp hat. Rodney spoke into the mic he is carrying.
Rodney: YO YO YO.. wha up in da house... uh huh guh.
Just as Rodney got into the ring with Karkuss AFI blared over the sound sytem. Daron Manner ran out and cheered to the audience, tossing EWI t-shirts to kids in the front row. Daron slid into the ring and grabbed the mic out of Karkuss's hand.
Manners: Karkuss, this is gonna be a fair fight, regular in ring rules. No cheap shots or cheating.
Karkuss grabbed the mic back from Manners
Karkuss: Sure... you got it pansy... but first Rodney has something he wants to say.
Rodney: HEY.. yo... Daron... Izz got song fo you...huh
Daron: Umm ok...
Rodney: I was nice and now I not.. wigga d wack and suck it...
Just then Rodney nailed Daron with a low kick, and as Manners went down down moaning Karkuss simply looked down at him and laughed. The bell finally rang and Karkuss began kicking Manners, to which Manners responded with a straight punch square in the groin as he tried to get to his feet. The ref, seeing the blatant violation, rang the bell and disqualified Manners. With a stunned look on his face Manners got to his feet and dropkicked te referee. Manners regretted what he had done almost immediately and hurried over to help the ref to his feet, but as he did Karkuss got up and hit Manners from behind. He whipped Manners into the ropes and went for the In Your Face but Manners ducked, grabbed Karkuss from behind, and nailed a spinning fireman's carry slam. Karkuss bounded to his feet and Manners connected with a spear, sending both men to the outside. As Karkuss and Manners got to their feet they began trading punches back and forth, all the way back to the dressing room.
Underwood: Karkuss picks up the victory by disqualification tonight, but from the looks of things I'd say this issue is far from over.
Kogler: You know, I think my IQ may actually have decreased after watching that match.
Underwood: Hmmm...and here I thought you were a Karkuss fan. Well our next encounter should be a much more technically minded affair as Mikhail Androsovich steps into the ring for the first time in several weeks against the man you, Adam Kogler, picked to win the turmoil match a week ago, Larry Mental. Will Mikhail be suffering any ring rust as a result of his time away from competition? If Mental can display the form you were expecting from him last week, he might be able to pull one off here despite, I would have to say, being the underdog going in. Let's go back to the ring.
Mikhail Androsovich
~VS.~
Larry Mental
*****
After Larry Mental had made his way to the ring, the arena lights darkened as
"Dies Irae" was heard encompassing the building. When the lights returned,
Mikhail Androsovich stood center ring, ready to begin the match. Mental
kicked off the match with a winding punch, to which Mikhail responded by
catching the arm and whipping Larry into the ropes. On the rebound, Mikhail
nailed a side kick to the chest, then backed off and allowed his opponent to
rise. Mental jumped at Androsovich, only to be caught in a front facelock and
dropped with a DDT. With not a wasted breath, the Doctor lifted Mental up
over his shoulders, and delivered a vicious Argentine backbreaker. After
looking down on his adversary with a glance of disdain, Mikhail lifted him up
by the arm, then buried a heel kick into the ribs. With Larry Mental hunched
over, Mikhail drove a knee into his face, then brought him to the canvas with
a forward Russian legsweep. Quickly straddling Mental, he locked his elbows
behind his back, and his diaphragm and leg in a Figure Four, creating the
Russian Bow. There was no escape for Larry Mental, and the referee soon
awarded to match to Mikhail Androsovich by submission. Mikhail silently
exited the arena as Larry was helped up by the officials ... when the video
wall switched to a scene backstage. A table was set up in an open backstage
area, and Larry's brother Jerry had ambushed Androsovich! Mikhail was holding
his own, but Jerry seemed to be getting the better of the situation. A weary
Larry Mental looked furious in the ring, and hurriedly staggered to the back,
until he was in range of the confrontation. He tore Mikhail away from his
brother Jerry ... before lifting him up into the air, allowing Jerry to grab
Mikhail with a neckbreaker and drive him through the table to the concrete
floor. Larry laughed and shouted "Now leave me alone" before walking off with
his brother Jerry.
Kogler: This is what passes for wrestling these days? Mikhail Androsovich, I will admit, impressively put down Larry Mental. But between these two Mental idiots, and whatever it was that transpired during the match before this one, I've got a good mind to just get up and leave right now!
Suddenly, "Ode to Joy" hit the speakers, and sure enough, Mr. Marvellous soon made his way to ringside in a suit and tie, with a microphone in hand. Seeing his nemesis heading straight for the commentary table, Kogler quickly demanded a ring attendant to hand him a mic of his own, just as Mr. Marvellous stood right in front of his face across the table.
Kogler: Just my luck; if it isn't the Fattest Man Alive. Is there anything I can do for you Marv, or should I just have security drive a forklift out here to take you away?
Mr. Marvellous: OK Kogler, I think these poor fans in the arena have heard enough - I certainly know I have. So why don't you get up, head back to the EWI Offices and take a long break from announcing. And I mean a LONG break.
Kogler: What?! You've got to be kidding! Ever since I've taken your place at this very table week after week, not only have ratings skyrocketed, but I've saved the EWI hundreds of dollars worth of broken chairs! You and I both know that in addition to being the Greatest Mind in Wrestling, I'm also the greatest commentator! Hit the bricks, Marv!
Mr. Marvellous: I did not want it to come to this, but If I have to beat the crap out of you to get that seat back, I am more then ready to.
Marvellous attempted to hop over the table to get at Kogler, but Blake Underwood immediately got in between the two. A bunch of EWI officials soon made the scene to help him keep order.
Kogler: What's the matter Marv, writing checks with your mouth your ass can't cash? You should know better than to put your filthy hands on me!
Mr. Marvellous: Well then here: You think you're so sh*t hot, why not you and me at Blaze Of Glory? Winner takes the job.
Kogler: I should have known it would come to that. Must I remind you, pork chop, that I am NOT a licensed wrestler, or even an overweight retired one?
The crowd booed, while at the same time a snide smile creeped over Kogler's face.
Kogler: ...but I would like nothing more than to thoroughly embarrass you AND be rid of you for good, so I say if we even the odds, and make it no disqualification, then you have yourself a deal!
Mr. Marvellous: No DQ? You got it. Just be ready to take on the GREATEST MAN
ALIVE.
Marvellous flexed right in front of Kogler before making his way to the back to "Ode To Joy." While some fans that knew of Marvellous' infamous history booed him mercilessly, an equal number just saw him confront the equally hated Adam Kogler, and cheered him all the way to the back.
Underwood: Do I dare to dream? Could I find myself with a new broadcast partner come Blaze of Glory? Sure I'd be away from your constant blather, Kogler, but then I'd be back where we started with the so-called Greatest Man Alive. I don't know what to wish for.
Kogler: Bah! As far as greatness is concerned, I'll take mind over matter- or in this case, fatter, any day of the week! Mr. Marvellous is just lucky I didn't .... hey! Wipe that stupid grin off your face, Underwood!
Underwood: Grin? I'm not grinning? Why would I be grinning, Adam? Tony Sciolli and Ferdiad are up next...
Tony "The Silk Torpedo" Sciolli
~VS.~
Ferdiad
*****
With Tony Sciolli already waiting in the ring, Ferdiad slowly made his way down the aisle amidst no fanfare - no music, no pyro - and fully clad in leather. Ferdiad slowly stalked the ring but Sciolli was anxious to get things going, and as soon as Ferdiad was within strinking distance the Silk Torpedo launched himself over the top rope and floored his startled adversary with a flying shoulderblock! Staying on top of Ferdiad Sciolli laid into his opponent with a flurry of rights and lefts before slamming the back of Ferdiad's head against the concrete floor. After a few moments Sciolli pulled Ferdiad to his feet and dragged him around the ring over towards the announce table, but before he made it there Ferdiad turned and buried a knee into Sciolli's groin, doubling the Chicago native over and allowing Ferdiad to connect with a headbutt. With Sciolli dazed Ferdiad whipped his opponent into the steel ring post before finally shoving Sciolli into the ring under the bottom rope. As the bell finally sounded to begin the match, Sciolli stumbled to his feet and backed into a corner to try and catch a breather, but Ferdiad was right on top of him. A series of shoulderblocks to the midsection took the wind right out of Sciolli, allowing Ferdiad to lift him up and drive him down head first with a devastating brainbuster. Ferdiad floated over into a cover and hooked the leg, but Sciolli kicked out after only a two count. Only mildly dismayed by not scoring the victory on that exchange Ferdiad dropped a knee down across his opponent's throat before slowly walking away, looking back over his shoulder with an expression of disdain as he did so. With his opponent's back turned Sciolli slowly pulled himself up, favouring his neck but positioning himself for an attack once Ferdiad turned to face him. When that happened Sciolli shot forward with a superkick, but Ferdiad caught the foot and countered by taking Sciolli over with a hiptoss followed by an elbowdrop. He then grabbed Sciolli's legs and yanked them back over his head, wrenching the hamstrings, holding Sciolli down with his feet above his own head for another two count, Sciolli again just barely kicking out. Ferdiad responded with another elbowdrop before backing away, again allowing Sciolli to get to his feet. The Silk Torpedo was now favouring his hamstring as he struggled to his feet, but as Ferdiad advanced Sciolli ducked out of the way. Bounding off the far side ropes, Sciolli drove himself into Ferdiad's midsection as he turned around with the Sciolli Family Spear! Both men were down and slow getting to their feet, but the continued pounding throughout the match had Sciolli reeling more than his opponent, who was first to get back up. Ferdiad moved over and began to pull Sciolli up but Sciolli, showing that he wasn't beaten just yet, grabbed Ferdiad in a waistlock and drove his opponent hard back into the turnbuckle. A series of shoulderblocks to the midsection took the wind out of Ferdiad, allowing Sciolli to muster up one last burst of strength and hoist him up to the top turnbuckle. The Silk Torpedo followed him up, grabbed Ferdiad by the head, and jumped backwards, driving Ferdiad down with a face slam from the top rope! Ferdiad lay motionless as Sciolli rolled him over and made the cover, but at the last possible second Ferdiad jerked his shoulder up to break the count before three. Frustrated, Sciolli climbed to the top rope and jumped off with a double stomp to the chest, but Ferdiad rolled over slightly, causing Sciolli to catch Ferdiad's uneven side. Sciolli's ankle went out from underneath him as he hit, and he fell to the mat holding his leg. After a couple of stomps Ferdiad pulled Sciolli to his feet, only to lay him out face first with a flapjack. Sensing victory, Ferdiad mounted Sciolli's back and hooked his arms behind his back, but before he could fully apply the hold he was looking for Sciolli rolled out of it, hooked Ferdiad's arms, and rolled him up into an awkward pinning position for the 1...2...3.
Underwood: And impressive victory for Tony Sciolli here at Collision. Ferdiad controlled most of the offense of this match, but with one impressive move he caught Ferdiad napping and scored the three count. You have to be impressed with this man's ability to absorb punishment.
Kogler: I knew Sciolli would pull this one out! We may have seen a more vicious side of Ferdiad last week, but it wasn't enough to propel him to victory tonight against The Silk Torpedo. I'm intrigued by this "Family", and how it ties in to the other, more demented Family we have around here. You think they made Psychotic Sam and The Joker's Child an offer they couldn't refuse?
Underwood: I don't know that Sam would understand Sciolli if he did. I'd hate to think what could be at the root of that relationship, but I don't think it bodes well for EWI in the least. And speaking of The Family, I'm sure we'll see them out in full force next as Mr. Beumont who, yes, does have a record above .500 as he's so fond of telling us, takes on the number one contender to the EWI hardcore title, Virus Richards, who made an impressive debut last week defeating Daron Manners. Can this controversial figure make it two in a row? I would have to think so.
Virus Richards
with Leroy & Bruno
~VS.~
Mr. Beumont
with Welfare William & Hobo Richard
*****
Virus Richards came to the ring first, followed closely by his two well-dressed thugs Leroy and Bruno, who remained on the outside as Virus, who was sporting a t-shirt that read "If You Booze...You Lose". Puff Daddy's "Come With Me" then hit the speakers and Mr. Beumont came down to the ring dressed as Diamond King, carrying two children's replica championship belts and waving a Canadian flag. He was joined by Hobo Richard, painted black and walking like a zombie, and Welfare William, who was using a walker, wearing a grey wig and a sign strapped around his neck that read "I am Ray Brewer. If I get lost, direct me to the nearest old folks home." Richards couldn't contain his laughter inside the ring at the sight of the three hobos mocking his old rival, and even Leroy and Bruno began to snicker as Beumont entered the ring and struggled mightily trying to tear off his shirt. After a few moments Virus composed himself, and as Beumont had his back turned the North Carolina native nailed his comical adversary with a superkick right to the base of the skull. Beumont went down as if he'd been shot and Virus rolled him over, hooking both legs deep as he made the cover and scored the victory. The bell sounded and Richards got up, greatly exaggerating the effort put forth in the match, gasping for air as the ref raised his hand. Suddenly from out of nowhere, Heavy D was in the ring! Virus turned just in time to be met with a shot from a steel chair right across the face from his Blaze of Glory opponent, who then left the area quickly before either Leroy or Bruno could get their hands on him.
Underwood: Much as expected Virus Richards picks up the victory, but it looks like Heavy D isn't taking his upcoming match at Blaze of Glory sitting down, making a big statement tonight by attacking Richards even in the face of those two thugs on the outside of the ring.
Kogler: A valiant effort from Mr. Beumont, but the crafty veteran, Virus Richards, was able to overcome! Ol' Virus has been on a roll since returning, so that fat tub of goo, Heavy D, better watch out come Blaze Of Glory - that is, IF he still has the Hardcore Championship. And I'm betting against it!
Underwood: Well it would take a great effort from Heavy D to hang onto this championship, but then again we were saying the exact same thing a week ago and Heavy D came out and beat The Destroyer right in the middle of the ring. Can he make it two weeks in a row? We're about to find out as The Destroyer challenges Heavy D for the hardcore title.
EWI HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Champion
Heavy D
~VS.~
Challenger
The Destroyer
*****
"The End" by The Doors played over the loudspeakers, as The Destroyer made his way to the ring, in the unfamiliar role of challenger for the hardcore title. Accompanied by Harbinger, Destroyer carried with him a full-length mirror, previously seen in his infamous vanity matches. He set it up in the corner behind him and patiently awaited the Champion. With Destroyer in the
ring, the lights went out, and the fans all rose as DMX's "Trina Moe" blasted over the speakers, accented by blue and red fireworks soaring across the arena. The hardcore champion, Heavy D, stood at the top of the ramp, with his hands on his hips looking at the fans. The champ ran to the ring with brass knucks on his fingers and a baseball bat in his hand, and recklessly slid
under the bottom rope and attacked Destroyer to begin the match. A spear backed The Destroyer into the turnbuckles, where Heavy D repeatedly jammed the end of the bat into Destroyer's head. Heavy D wound up for a swing, but was met to a kick to the stomach from Destroyer. Destroyer reversed D into the corner, then whipped him into the opposite one. As Heavy D's back jarred into the turnbuckles, the impact knocked him forward, right into a smashing clothesline from Destroyer. Acting like a man in desperation, the challenger ripped the knucks from Heavy D's hand, and immediately began smashing fists into his face, quickly opening a gash on the champ's forehead. Destroyer lifted D by the hair, but unbeknownst to him, Heavy D had lifted the baseball bat from the canvas, and D proceeded to jam it into Destroyer's right knee. The big man doubled over in pain, and Heavy D swung for the other knee, then grabbed his opponent and drove his knee into that of Destroyer's. The massive
former champion was now down on the canvas, and Heavy D seized the opportunity by locking in a sharpshooter. No matter how hard Heavy D wrenched back, The Destroyer would not submit, so the hold was released by the hardcore champion. Destroyer crawled to the corner, while Heavy D pursued him. As Heavy D reached down, The Destroyer grabbed his large mirror, and with a mighty swing, broke it into a thousand pieces over Heavy D's head!
Heavy D's face was now masked in blood, giving The Destroyer a chance to recuperate. Both men got to their feet at approximately the same time, with Destroyer taking over, using his size advantage to win a battle of blows, capping it with a body slam. Destroyer put Heavy D in position for a piledriver, but D wearily collapsed to the canvas. The Destroyer picked up
the champion again, who responded with a shattering Ghetto Punch seemingly out of nowhere. It was only enough to stagger Destroyer into the ropes, but when he came off, Heavy D wrapped around and delivered the D Drop onto the broken shards of glass from the mirror! The referee counted three before The Destroyer could kick out, awarding the contest to a worse for wear Heavy D.
Kolger: Ugh ....I don't believe this, again?! Are we in some sort of parallel
universe, Underwood? Is Mr. Beumont the reigning World Champion, and I don't know about it? Because in my world, Heavy D is NOT a winner! And what's with the damn lights going out for half of the entrances? Did Commissioner Owens forget to pay the electric bill or what? What a night I've had ... this main event better deliver!
Underwood: I don't think there's anything to worry about there, we've seen Captain Patrick O'Conner compete in outstanding matches for years, and against a man the calibre of Nick Sinister I think we're in for a real treat. This will be a huge test for O'Conner and should give us an idea of whether his neck has healed from the attack by the Crimson Guild as he heads into his world title shot at Blaze of Glory. It's time for our main event!
Captain Patrick O'Conner
~VS.~
Nick Sinister
*****
Followed down the aisle by his longtime friend George Achica, Captain Patrick O'Conner made his way to the ring amidst a loud ovation from the sold out crowd. The number one contender to the EWI world title looked very focused as he stepped through the ropes. As he passed his trademark Black Watch kilt to George on the outside a red glow encompassed the arena, introducing Nick Sinister to the sold out crowd. Sinister came to the ring slowly, and upon entering walked right into an intense staredown with his opponent. The bell sounded to ring this match and Sinister's eyes opened wide as he grabbed O'Conner by the shoulders, but before Sinister could do anything with the grip O'Conner snapped Sinister to the canvas with a judo throw. Not hesitating for a second O'Conner mounted his opponent and laid into him with a series of hard right hands while driving knees into Sinister's quadriceps. The official quickly stepped in to break it up and O'Conner did heed the instruction, stepping away from Sinister and letting him get back to his feet. Sinister bowed towards his opponent in appreciation of the well executed sequence, but did not seem as impressed with the knotting in his left leg that slowed his advance. As the two moved together once again Sinister was not about to let O'Conner get the upper hand on him a second time and met the Captain with a quick rake of the face. With O'Conner blinded Sinister connected with a series of right hands before whipping the Captain into the ropes. Catching O'Conner by the throat as he rebounded Sinister shoved the Captain hard back into the corner, where using the ropes for balance he reached up with his boot and pressed it against O'Conner's neck, which was still bruised from the attack he suffered at the hands of the Crimson Guild several weeks earlier. The referee began his count and only at four did Sinister release, although only moments later he went right back to the same illegal choke hold, prompting the referee to physically intervene between the two. Sinister again grinned, and as he moved back in he propped O'Conner's face up before burying a hard right hand into his opponent's jaw. He then pulled O'Conner out of the corner and applied an abdominal stretch, wrenching back hard to try and draw a submission. When it became evident that O'Conner was not about to surrender Sinister turned the move into an underhook suplex, slamming the Captain down hard. Rather than go for a cover, though, Sinister instead went up to the top rope and jumped off with a double stomp. Unlike Tony Sciolli in the earlier match Sinister connected with the move, landing flush on O'Conner's chest and driving the wind out of the Captain. Sinister then grabbed O'Conner by the hair and pulled him up, but the Captain quickly countered, rolling Sinister into an inside cradle, getting a surprising two count. The leader of the Crimson Guild shot to his feet in response and went right for O'Conner, but the Captain took Sinister down with a quick armbar. Both men bounded to their feet and again O'Conner got the upper hand, catching Sinister with a roundhouse kick that dazed Sinister long enough for O'Conner to connect with a fisherman suplex. It was only a two count before Sinister kicked out, but the momentum was clearly in favour of Captain Patrick O'Conner. As Sinister got to his feet O'Conner charged with a clothesline, but Sinister ducked and grabbed O'Conner from behind in a sleeperhold. Sinister wrenched back hoping to take advantage of O'Conner's injured neck, but before he could put the Captain down O'Conner shot around behind him and caught Sinister with a belly to back suplex. Both men were slow in getting to their feet, but it was O'Conner who was the first man up. Once Sinister was to one knee O'Conner peppered him with jabs, but a poke to the eyes stopped the Captain dead in his tracks. O'Conner tried to walk it off, but once he turned his back to his opponent it gave Sinister the opening he needed to lock in the Weeper's Sorrow! Sinister began shaking O'Conner violently back and forth, and the Captain fell to a knee. Sinister followed O'Conner down to a knee in order to lower his center of gravity, but when he did so O'Conner, who was exaggerating how injured he truly was, got his second foot back underneath him and shoved back, rolling over Sinister into a pinning position and scoring a quick three count! Once the hold was broken George reached into the ring and pulled O'Conner out to the floor. The celebration was quickly interrupted by a darkness falling over the arena, followed by a return of the red glow that brought Sinister to the ring. This time, however, the red light revealed that Sinister was gone, leaving only O'Conner, George, and the referee down around the ring.
The scene then cut to a promotional video for the upcoming Blaze of Glory pay per view. Concrete Blonde's "Jonestown" played in the background as highlights of all the recent title matches played, focusing on the current champions - The Cult Master, Benjamin Childs, Heavy D, Lance Stanton, and The Daemon Knight - as well as the scheduled challengers at the PPV - Captain Patrick O'Conner, Virus Richards, Black Jack McBain, Psychotic Sam, The Joker's Child. The King of Kings match graphic appeared at the end to conclude the video, showing the five champions, as the scene fades to black.
