"43" by Mushroomhead hits the PA and the lights dim. Josh Sutton steps out onto the ramp with a kendo stick in one hand and a six pack of Bacardi silver in the other. "People = Shit" by Slipknot blends in with Sutton's theme and the masked lunatic Hellfire steps out, wielding a trash can full of toys to punish their opponents with. Sutton and Hellfire walk to the ring in a hurried pace to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Sutton lays the beer down in the corner alongside Hellfire's trash can and they stand, looking toward the entrance.

Max F.'s theme plays and the pair make their way down to the ring in a frenzy. They hit the ring and the two teams immediately begin brawling.

Stu: Oh this should be good, two hardcore brawlers in Josh Sutton and Max Force about to square off.

Simon: I'm going for Max Force here tonight. He single-handedly laid Stevie .C out last week.

Stu: No he didn't! What monitor were you watching. You saw Harrison James and Max Force walk out of that locker room together.

Simon: Uh...well...uh

Stu: OOH big chair shot from Hellfire, nearly denting the head of Strato Stevens.

Max tosses Josh Sutton through the ropes and follows him out to the floor. Sutton gets to his feet quick, to meet up with a huge hangman's clothesline from Max that takes both men over the guard barrier. Both men land hard on the concrete with Sutton taking most of the damage. On the otherside, Hellfire is winning a huge fist fight with Stevens. Hellfire with a couple of right hands, sending Stevens stumbling around the barrier. Hellfire runs forward looking for a lariat but Stevens takes the low road and drop toe holds Hellfire face first onto the steel steps. Strato yanks Hellfire to his feet and drives a hard knife-edge chop to his chest. Stevens attempts a second but Hellfire catches his hand and shoves his back first into the steel post, causing a steel on head collision. Hellfire catches Stevens on the rebound with a swinging neckbreaker to the hard floor. Sutton blocks a right hand from Max and fires back with one of his own. Sutton with a boot to the midsection and he picks up a steel chair from the crowd. Sutton folds it up and goes to nail Max, who moves and Josh nails nothing but barrier. Max spears Sutton over chairs and the masses of fans sorrounding them.

Stu: GORE!!!

Simon: He nearly tore Sutton in half!

Hellfire shoves Stevens into the ring and follows right behind. Hellfire comes off the ropes landing a high knee lift, sending Stevens right back to the mat. Hellfire pulls a cookie sheet from his trash can and sizes Strato up, driving the thin but effective metal across his upper back. On the outside, Max throws Sutton back over the barrier. As he tries to climb over, Josh gets up and dropkicks his leg into the steel. Sutton grabs Max by the hair and pulls him the rest of the way over the barrier. Hellfire whips Stevens off the ropes and attempts a pancake but Strato catches his head on the way down and lands a huge DDT.

Simon: DAMN!

Sutton lays Max on the announcer's table, with his head hanging off the side. Sutton then retreats to the ring apron and dives off with a devastating guillotene leg drop right across the hanging throat of Max Force. Stevens hooks one of Hellfire's arms and drives him on the back of his head with a half-nelson suplex. Strato holds onto his arm and applies a crossface position. Hellfire screams out in pain as he tries to hold out through the pain.

Stu: Hellfire is going to tap out! Strato and Max F have this one won!

Sutton slides into the ring and breaks up the hold with a sharp kick to the back of Stevens' head. Strato gets up and Sutton springboards backward off the ropes, catching him on the jaw with a leg lariat. Sutton reaches down and pulls a Bacardi from it's package. He pops it open and takes a long drink. Stevens gets back to his feet and charges Sutton, looking for a clothesline. Josh ducks and busts the bottle in Strato's face as he turns around. Shards fall to the floor and a crimson mask covers Strato's face. Sutton lands a viscious side russian leg sweep and Max F climbs into the ring. Max picks up the cookie sheet Hellfire used earlier and smacks Sutton in the back of the head with it. Sutton turns around and gets knocked to the mat with a second shot, harder none the less. Blood begins trickling down Josh's face as he lays on the mat.

Stu: Max just reopened that cut on Sutton's forehead.

Simon: Nice observation...Jerk off.

Max picks up the trash can and empties it's contents allover the ring. Hellfire gets back to his feet and hits Max with a sharp right hand that rocks him against the ropes. Hellfire nails him with another right and ties him up in the ropes. Hellfire with kick to the stomach. And now Hellfire picks up a wooden crutch. Hellfire destroys Max F with a splintering shot, breaking the crutch in half on his cranium. Max's arms break free and he collapses on the mat. Hellfire turns around and gets dismantled with a huge overhead belly to belly suplex from Strato. Strato up quickly, ducks a Sutton clothesline and drills Josh with a belly to belly for good measure.

Simon: This newcomer is quite something. He's single-handedly taken down the team of Sutton and Hellfire.

Stu: I don't care who wins here. Both of these teams can destroy eachother for all I care.

Strato picks up a chair and opens it up in the middle of the ring. Stevens checks on Max F who's still a bit dazed on the mat. Sutton grabs his singapore cane out of the corner and pulls himself to his feet. Josh lunges forward and swings the cane, aiming for Strato's head. Strato ducks and locks his arms around Sutton's waist. Steven's lifts Sutton and turns him in midair, delivering a release german suplex onto the open steel chair.

Stu: OH MY GOD!

Simon: Mr. Sutton, have a seat.

Strato pulls Sutton off the debris and makes a cover. Hellfire breaks the pin before the ref can get a count. Max catches Hellfire off guard with a blindside clothesline. Strato covers Sutton again. 1...2..Josh kicks out. Stevens picks Sutton up and again locks his arms around his waist. He falls backward, dropping Sutton on his head and neck with another German suplex. He holds on and picks Sutton up again, delivering yet another German suplex, this time a sloppy version. Sutton lays motionless as Strato slides out of the ring and picks up the apron. Seconds later he pulls out a table.

Stu: Strato Stevens has wood!

Simon: SICK!

Stevens sets the table up about a foot away from the ring. Stevens hops up onto the apron and Sutton wobbles over. The two begin exchanging fists. Strato gains the advantage and Sutton falls across the top rope, dazed. Strato grabs him by the neck and pulls him out onto the apron. He shoves Sutton's head between he legs and hooks his arms. Strato lifts him for a piledriver but Sutton's weight pulls down. Strato gets him up.

Stu: CARL CASH!

Simon: Huh?!

Carl Cash blasts Stevens in the back of the head with a tire iron. Stevens drops Sutton, who luckily lands on the apron. Cash drops down to ringside and turns Steven's over. Cash drives his elbow across Steven's nose then drags him onto the table. Carl throws the ring announcer out of his seat and lays the chair across Strato Steven's chest before jumping back onto the apron and climbing to the top rope. Cash comes off with a huge shooting star press, driving Strato and himself through the table and straight to hell.

Stu: Platinum Press! HOLY SHIT!

On the otherside of the ring, Max Force has Hellfire hung upside down on the barrier, putting the boots into his ribs. Hellfire finally falls out and Max wastes no time in picking him up. Force shoves him into the ring, grabs a steel chair and follows. Force whips Hellfire off the ropes. Max catches Hellfire with a massive sit-down spinebuster. Max opens the chair up, much like Stevens did earlier. He picks Hellfire up and sets for a powerbomb. Hellfire buries some fists into the top of Max's head, in effort to break out of the powerbomb. Max wobbles but falls forward, driving Hellfire down onto the chair. Sutton slides into the ring behind Max and slaps the Katahajime on him. Sutton chokes him violently then falls backward, driving Max directly onto his head with a modified kathajime-plex. Sutton's head hit hard as well and he's unable to make a cover. Sutton crawls over to the ropes and sits in the corner. Strato Stevens slowly crawls back into the ring. All four men are near their feet.

Stu: How are any of these men still standing!?

Strato and Max Force nail Hellfire relentlessly in the corner with a barrage of boots. Sutton wobbles to the corner and grabs a hold of Max Force's hair, pulling him away from the double team. Sutton tiredly whips Max off the ropes and lands a huge swinging neckbreaker. Sutton holds on and picks him up immediately, landing a second. Strato pushes Hellfire up onto the top turnbuckle and looks to be going in for the kill as he sets up for a superplex. Hellfire with a low blow and shoves Stevens off the turnbuckle. Hellfire gives the signal for his finisher and...

Stu: FALLING FLAMES! NAILED IT!

Simon: It's gonna be over!

Hellfire rolls around the ring holding his chest and stomach. He immediately dives back on him, making the cover. 1�.2�3!

Stu: Damn! What a match!

Simon: Can you believe it, Sutton and Hellfire are going to be in the King of Extreme tournament, what if they both end up facing each other!

Stu: I'm sure they'll give it everything they got!

Simon: I wouldn't doubt it!

Winners: Josh Sutton & Hellfire