The pyro hits throughout the HSBC Arena in downtown Buffalo NY as Sunday Night Survival begins once again after a few weeks off. The camera shifts to Trent Brown and Keith Kincaid who are seated as usual at ringside to kick things off.

TB: Welcome back to the Hardcore Wrestling Alliance. We seem to be under new management, as rumors have been swirling all week.

KK: I heard a terrible rumor that president TCO has quit and our new president is . . . ugh . . . Grimjack!

TB: I’ve heard that as well Keith, and I must admit I’m not sure what to think. I don’t understand why this move would be made.

KK: I refuse to believe that this man could be my boss. Grimjack’s a pothead.

TB: Not to mention a diagnosed psychotic and a known murderer! What must have been going through Neil and the board members head when they made that move? It’s true that the HWA has been hit with some hard times as of late, but I hardly think Grimjack is the man to solve them.

KK: At least we still have our jobs, for now.

TB: Well, whatever happens, if it’s true, we’ll have to give the man a chance.

KK: Are you going to suck up to him already Trent? Show a spine man. Grimjack can kiss my big fat—

But as Keith Kincaid was speaking the lights went out all throughout the arena, bring the loud crowd to a hush. Suddenly the heavy guitars of “One Armed Scissor” by At the Drive In blares and the man himself, Grimjack is seen standing at the top of the ramp. He’s wearing a black Armani suit, looking quite different from his usual stoner look. His dreads are bound up in a ponytail. The crowd doesn’t know whether to cheer or boo. He strolls down to the ring with mic in hand as his music plays. He gets in the ring and his music stops and he begins to speak.

Grimjack: Yes, as you may have heard, I, the greatest World Champion in HWA history, have now added a new piece of history to my legacy. That being the presidency. Apparently TCO had to take some time off. It’s unfortunate but this is a demanding job. But you may be thinking that I’m unqualified. Trust me, nothing could be farther from the truth.

The people of blue collar Buffalo, noticing his attire and arrogant speech, start an asshole chant.

Grimjack: I inherited a billion dollar media corporation from my father when I was young. Unfortunately I’ve since run that business into bankruptcy, but I’ve learned my lesson!

KK: Great, he’s going to do the same thing to the HWA.

Grimjack: First lesson learned, do not toss your accountant out of a fifth story window in a cocaine rage! But seriously, I have some big ideas for the HWA, ideas that will come to fruition starting tonight. Next week we’ll have a pay per view, Bloodlines! More on that later tonight! But first we have three matches tonight. Three titles on the line too! First I’ll let Ryan Maxem get a shot at the Xtreme title against Hartman. Then Unknown Ninja will finally get his shot against Michael Diamond for the International title, a belt made famous by me! Then another belt that I’ve held, the World Title, will be on the line as my old pal Anderson takes on the challenger, one of the men I hate the most, Sett! Ummm . . . I think that’s about it.

Suddenly Grimjack’s cell phone rings. He reaches into his pocket and pulls it out and then sees who it is on the light up screen.

Grimjack: Hold on a minute folks I have to take this call.

The crowd boos the interruption.

KK: This is unprofessional. I can’t believe I have to call this man boss.

Grimjack: Hello? Hey what’s up man. Huh? Oh shit! I almost forgot to mention that! Good call. Alright see you later.

He ends the call and puts the cell phone away.

Grimjack: Sorry about that folks. But it was worth the wait. That was a call from a friend of mine who reminded me to make an announcement, that next week at Bloodlines I will be unveiling a new vice president to help me run the HWA! Because apparently Kevin Conner is too busy! So the SAAC is hereby disbanded and he is demoted to duke! A kickass duke! But don’t feel bad Conner, at least you still hold that title. As for my friend who just called me, I told him he could be vice president! I have that power you see, to do whatever I choose, whenever I choose. If there’s anyone here in the arena who doesn’t like it, too damn bad. Another order of business is I’ll announce some matches for Bloodlines. First Ryan Maxem will get a title shot against whoever wins the World title match tonight between Anderson and Sett. And it’ll be a ladder match. Also, I will personally beat the hell out of Danny Storm. And there’s a stipulation. If he loses he has to wear a Chewbacca costume for a week. If I lose I’ll wear whatever he wants me to wear for a week. So that’s two matches in the bank. I’ll announce more information later. Until then enjoy the greatness that is my show!

KK: Oh thank god that idiot is finally done talking.

TB: I agree. He seemed to go on and on, talking about nothing. First his cell phone rings in the middle of his speech because he forgets something, and then he makes a stupid stipulation for his match with Danny Storm. The only good thing I heard was that Maxem will get a World title shot at the pay per view. That guy really deserves a rematch. Now we get to see him in action next, versus Hartman.

MAXEM VS HARTMAN (X-TREME TITLE, NO DQ)

Maxem is control early, until Hartman hits a low blow. Then Hartman takes the advantage and starts to beat Maxem to a bloody pulp with brass knuckles. Suddenly, Michael Diamond, Fudge and Nick Fury rush the ring and start to beat the hell out of Hartman, as Maxem lies unconscious. The referee is helpless to do anything because this is no dq. Fudge hits a frog splash and Diamond hits a swant-ton bomb, the Prism, on Hartman. Fury drags Maxem over to Hartman and drapes his arm over him. Then the three attackers leave. The referee goes to make the count but right before three Hartman raises his shoulder with his last ounce of strength. Falling back unconscious, his arm falls on Maxem. The ref makes the three count before Fudge, Diamond and Fury can get back in the ring. Enraged, the three men begin their attack on Hartman anew. The crowd is cheering because they never liked Hartman much anyway. Maxem is now getting to his feet and he’s handed a mic by Fury.

Maxem: Hartman you got lucky tonight. But let the word out, The Militia rules the HWA, not Grimjackass!

They leave as the crowd cheers and Hartman’s helped off in a stretcher.

TB: Well that was one of the stranger matches I’ve witnessed. Hartman with a lucky win. But it’s good to see the Militia is still here, someone has to stand up to Grimjack.

KK: But I thought Fury was fired?

Commercial Break

TB: Well, here we go Keith it's time for the International Championship Match between Unknown Ninja and Michael Diamond.

KK: Well this should be a great match-up Trent because all that respect crap these two have for one another will be thrown out the window, all in the name of the International Championship.

TB: Well at the most recent Survival Michael Diamond had to defend his International Title Keith and he went through an absolute war with president Grimjack in that steel cage match. You have to wonder if he's going to be ready for this hot up-and-comer in Unknown Ninja.

The HWATron lights up as the scene shows Michael Diamond making his way through the halls with his International Championship belt slung over his shoulder. Turning the corner, he bumps into a big object. Tilting up, the scene reveals none other than Sett. The fans in the arena deliver a huge pop for the returning superstar as the two men lock eyes and stare at each other.

KK: Uh oh, I smell a fight.

TB: A lot of history between these two men, and not a lot of it good.

Sett's eyes glance down at the International Championship over his shoulder as Michael follows the big man's gaze. Seeing what he was looking at, Michael looks back up at Sett with a cocky smirk.

Michael Diamond: What is it big man? You want this back?

Sett glances back up at Michael's face as he laughs to himself.

Sett: All in due time my friend, all in due time.

Michael Diamond: Well, friend, anytime any place.

Sett grins as he begins to walk past the Champion. Holding his arm out, Michael stops Sett's progress as Sett slowly lowers his gaze down to Michael's. After a long stare down, Michael extends his hand to Sett. Sett cautiously glanced down at the hand and then back up at Michael. After thinking it over, Sett extended his hand as well as the two men shook hands out of respect for one another.

Michael Diamond: It's good to have you back Sett.

Sett: It's good to be back.

Michael Diamond: Good luck to you in your match tonight.

Sett: You too.

Breaking off their embrace, the two men went their separate ways as the cameras switched back to ringside where a very disappointed Keith Kincaid was waiting.

KK: What a screw-job! Where's the blood!? Where's the violence!?

TB: What can I say Keith, those two men have a lot of respect for one another and rightfully so. Those two men have put each other through hell too many times to count.

UNKNOWN NINJA VS. MICHAEL DIAMOND (INTERNATIONAL TITLE)

"Points of Authority" by Linkin Park hits the loud speakers as the fans go crazy for the appearance of "Your Hero" Michael Diamond. Michael walks out onto the rampway and looks around at all his fans with a smirk on his face. Raising his hands into the air, blue and gold fireworks explode to his right and left. After the fireworks ceased, Michael walked down the rampway. Sliding underneath the bottom rope, Michael pulled himself up onto a nearby turnbuckle and posed for the fans as the crowd went crazy again.

TB: What an ovation for Michael Diamond! These fans sure do love- hey! What the hell!?

Suddenly, Unknown Ninja ran down the rampway with a kendo stick in hand. Sliding underneath the ropes, Unknown Ninja stalked behind Michael Diamond. Hopping off the ropes, Michael turned around as Ninja swung for the fences with his kendo stick, driving the wind out of Michael Diamond.

TB: Oh my God! What a shot to the rips by Unknown Ninja there!

Ninja tossed the kendo stick outside the ring and ordered the referee to ring the bell to start the match. The ref did as he was told as Unknown Ninja made the cover.

TB: Ninja with an early cover here and this could be it!

One! Two! Kickout! Unknown Ninja got up off of Michael Diamond and began to argue with the ref about the count, as Michael Diamond lay on the mat in a serious amount of pain.

TB: I don't know if Michael Diamond is going to be able to compete in this match Keith. Ninja could have busted a rib with that kendo stick shot.

KK: Yeah, but you got to love Ninja's approach. He may be a young kid here in the HWA but he sure as hell is making the most out of his opportunity.

Turning his attention away from the ref, Ninja walked back over to Michael Diamond and pulled him to his feet. The challenger pulled the champions head in between his legs as he wrapped his arms underneath his chest. Pulling him up, Unknown Ninja prepared to Powerbomb Michael Diamond but Michael rolled over Ninja's head and down his back, rolling Ninja up into a pinning predicament.

TB: Michael Diamond countering the Powerbomb with a beautiful Sunset Flip and this one could be over!

One! Two! Kick out! The two quickly made it back up to their feet as they stared one another down. Circling around each other, the two finally hooked up as they levied for momentum. Michael forced Ninja into a headlock and his tightened his hold on Ninja's head. Ninja forced Michael off of him and into the ropes. Bouncing off the ropes, Michael was met with a kick to the gut. Seeing it coming, Michael managed to get his hands up and grab Ninja's foot before it made contact. Holding his foot securely in place, Michael lifted his index finger into the air and waved back and forth, indicating that Ninja was going to have to try harder. Obliging Michael, Ninja flipped into the air and nailed Michael in the back of the head with his other foot.

KK: Well "Your Hero" Trent, just got a bit too cocky there and Unknown Ninja straightened him out! What an Enziguri by Ninja!

Ninja rolled Michael onto his back and made the cover again. One! Two! Kick out!

TB: Man, both of these men want to end this one early!

KK: Well remember, they both are also in the Battle Royale later on tonight and they want to conserve their strength.

Frustrated, Ninja made it to his feet as he began slapping his right thigh… indicating that he was ready for his Super Kick.

TB: Well Ninja wants to go for the Super Kick here Keith and I tell ya, he's got one of the best Super Kicks in the business. If he connects on this one, I don't know if Michael will even be able to kick out, let alone be conscious.

Ninja stood ready as Michael slowly made it to his feet. Pinpointing the right moment, Ninja lunged forward but Michael was ready for it as he grabbed Ninja's foot before it made contact. Bringing Ninja's foot down away from his head, Michael stepped over and nailed Ninja right in the face with the heel of his boot.

TB: Michael countered the Super Kick into a Step-Over Wheel Kick! Beautiful!

KK: I tell ya Trent, it's like the other person knows what they are going to do before they do.

Michael Diamond quickly made the cover as the referee got down and made the count. One! Two! Kick out!

TB: And another kick out! Neither of these men will stay down for the three count!

Cursing under his breath, Michael grabbed Ninja and pulled him to his feet only for Ninja to break away from his grasp and plant him face first onto the mat!

TB: A thunderous DDT by Ninja there and Michael Diamond might be out cold!

Ninja made a quick cover, hoping that Michael wouldn't be able to recover in time. One! Two! Kick out!

KK: How many total kick outs is that now Trent? Five? Six?

Ninja pulled Michael Diamond to his feet but Michael broke away from Ninja's grasp. Grabbing a hold of Ninja's shoulders, Michael fell down to the mat, splitting his legs out in the process as he hit a modified Jawbreaker on Ninja!

TB: A Jaw Jacker by Michael Diamond there and Ninja is momentarily stunned.

Ninja stood frozen for a moment as Michael pulled Ninja's feet out from under him and flipped over him, putting him in a bridge-type of pinning combination! One! Two! Kick out!

KK: What is it going to take for this match to end Trent?

Michael made his way to his feet and went over to the turnbuckle. Climbing up to the top rope, Michael readied himself as Ninja slowly made his way to his feet. Turning around, he saw Michael flying towards him. Michael landed on top of Ninja and drove him down to the mat but Ninja managed to roll with the momentum and end up on top of Diamond in a pinning predicament.

TB: Oh man! Michael Diamond went for a Cross Body but Ninja rolled with and I think he may surprise everyone right here!

One! Two! Thr-Kick out!

TB: I don't think it gets any closer than that, Michael Diamond just got the shoulder up.

Becoming aggravated, Ninja grabbed Michael and pulled him to his feet. Picking him up, he put Diamond up on his shoulders.

TB: Uh oh, Ninja could be going for the Omega 10 here.

Ninja fell down to his side, driving the top of Michael's head right down into the mat!

KK: Not exactly the Omega 10 there Trent but definitely a devastating Death Valley Driver!

Michael lay on the mat, grabbing at the top of his head as Ninja's eyes went over to a nearby turnbuckle. Walking over to the turnbuckle, Ninja began to ascend to the top rope.

TB: What is Ninja doing now? I didn't think he was a high flyer.

Perching himself up on the top rope, Ninja stood up and balanced himself. After a moment, he flew off, looking for Swanton Bomb type move but Michael rolled out of the way at the last second and Ninja landed hard on his back!

TB: Ninja went for The Prism! Unknown Ninja just tried to hit Michael Diamond's very own finisher on him but he missed!

Michael Diamond made it to his feet a bit groggily but the feeling wore off once he realized what Ninja had just tried to do. With fire in his eyes, Michael grabbed a hold of Ninja and pulled him to his feet. Michael then hoisted Ninja up onto his shoulders as he readied himself for what was to come.

KK: Hey, you don't think Michael Diamond is going to try and hit the Omega 10 on Unknown Ninja, do you?

TB: It appears so Keith, I guess Diamond wants to teach Ninja a valuable lesson in stealing other people's finishers!

Before Michael Diamond could follow through with the process, Unknown Ninja slipped off of his shoulders and locked in a Dragon Sleeper!

TB: Fire Blazer! Fire Blazer! Unknown Ninja has the Fire Blazer locked in!

KK: And Michael Diamond is a far ways away from the ropes, this one looks like it's over Trent!

Knowing he was in trouble, Michael reached his arm back and grabbed a hold of Ninja's head. Letting his weight fall out from underneath him, Michael drove Ninja down onto the mat.

TB: What a counter by Michael Diamond! What was that Keith?

KK: Looked like a One-Armed Front Facelock Neckbreaker Trent!

TB: Does a move like that even exist?

KK: It does now.

Both men slowly made it to their feet, the physicality of this match beginning to take its toll on them. Ninja ran at Michael, looking for a Clothesline but Michael dropped to the ground and planted Ninja's forehead right onto the mat with a Drop Toe Hold!

KK: Ouch, that'll give you some serious mat burn!

Quick as a cat, Michael leaped over to Ninja's head and dropped down to the mat. Grabbing Ninja's arm, he securely locked it in place as he placed his hands over Ninja's nose and pulled back.

TB: Michael Diamond has The Cutting Edge locked in on Ninja and Ninja may be forced to tap out here!

Resisting the urge to tap out, Ninja crawled his way towards the ropes. Reaching out with his free hand, he just managed to drape his hand across the bottom rope. Michael reluctantly broke the hold as he slowly made it to his feet, wondering what it would take for this match to end.

TB: These two men are giving it there all here tonight Keith.

Frustration began to sink in as Michael pulled Ninja to his feet. Grabbing Ninja's arm, Michael irish whipped Ninja towards the turnbuckle but Ninja reversed his momentum and managed to whip Michael in that direction instead. Using his superior agility, Michael bounded up the ropes and to the top rope, where he flew off the turnbuckle, driving Ninja back down to the mat with a perfectly executed Corkscrew Moonsault!

TB: What a Corkscrew Moonsault by Michael Diamond and this may be all she wrote for Ninja!

Exhausted, Michael made a lame attempt at the cover on Ninja as the ref made the count. One! Two! Thr-Kick out!

TB: Ninja just managed to kick out there! I think that if Michael had enough energy to hook the leg he would have had Ninja there.

Mustering whatever strength he had left in him, Michael pulled Ninja to his feet and wrapped his arms around him. Falling onto his back, Diamond flipped Ninja over the top of him with a huge Belly-to-Belly Suplex!

TB: And now Michael slowing the match down a bit as he begins to showcase his technical skills.

Pulling Ninja up again, Michael repeated the move as he flipped him over him with another Belly-to-Belly Suplex!

KK: This is where Michael can really wear you down Trent.

Pulling Ninja up once more, Michael wrapped his arms around him again, preparing for a third-consecutive Belly-to-Belly Suplex but Ninja countered with a Belly-to-Belly Suplex of his own!

TB: Michael Diamond going for a third Belly-to-Belly on Ninja but Ninja countered into one of his own and now both men are down!

KK: Well no doubt the physicality of this match has taken its toll on both these wrestlers.

Both men lay on the match catching their breath and sucking up the pain as the ref administered the ten count. One! Two! Three! Four! Both men began to stir as they tried to push themselves to their feet. Five! Six! Seven! Both men made it to their feet. Turning to face each other, the two charged and collided with one another as both men fell down to the mat after connecting on a Double Clothesline!

TB: Both men had Clothesline on their mind as both go back down to the mat once more!

The ref once again began the ten count. One! Two! Quickly, both men kipped right back up to their feet, breaking the ten count.

KK: Well I guess they've rested enough for this match, now they want to finish it.

The two men met each other in the middle of the ring as they began exchanging right hooks. Ninja snuck in an eye rake, disrupting Michael's momentum. Grabbing a hold of his arm, Ninja attempted to irish whip Diamond into the ropes but Diamond reversed his momentum and sent Ninja into the ropes. Bouncing off the ropes, Ninja was met with a Spinning Wheel Kick from Michael Diamond!

TB: A Spinning Wheel Kick by Michael Diamond and he may have Ninja here!

Michael quickly made the cover as the ref made the count. One! Two! Kick out!

TB: And, again, another kick out!

Michael grabbed his head in frustration as he looked over at the ref to only see two fingers held up. Shaking his head, Michael began to pull Ninja to his feet once more but Ninja broke away from his grasp and drove a knee into the gut, going right back to work on those ribs he exposed earlier with that kendo stick. Michael keeled over in pain as Ninja positioned himself to the side of Diamond. Ninja flipped Diamond up onto his shoulders, looking for a Pump Handle Suplex but Michael slid off of his shoulders and countered with a Reverse DDT!

TB: What a counter by Michael as he countered Ninja's Pump Handle into a Reverse DDT and now Michael looking to end this one.

Quickly getting to his feet, Michael ran and leapt up onto the second rope and flew off, looking for a Lionsault on Ninja but Ninja got his knees up, driving the air out of Michael and injuring his ribs once more.

KK: Well that was effective Trent!

TB: I tell ya Keith, I think Michael may have broken ribs here.

Ninja quickly got to his feet as Michael slowly made it up, his arms wrapped around his ribs. Turning, Ninja nearly took Michael's head off with one of the best Super Kicks seen to man!

KK: Oh my God what a shot by Ninja and that has to be it!

Michael slumped to the mat as Ninja took advantage and made the cover. One! Two! Thre-Kick out!

TB: Diamond kicked out! Diamond kicked out! I don't know how he did it!

KK: Are you sure he kicked out?

TB: It was awfully close, that's for damn sure but the ref is only holding up two fingers and this match will continue!

Now it was Ninja's turn to grab his head in disbelief, as he couldn't believe that Michael had kicked out. Ninja got back to his feet and began stalking after Michael, hitting his thigh and signaling for another Super Kick.

TB: Well I was amazed that Michael kicked out of one Super Kick but I'm not sure anyone will be able to kick out of two.

KK: And that's what Unknown Ninja is betting on here Trent.

Michael slowly stumbled to his feet as he tried to shake the cobwebs loose. Standing up right, he saw Ninja's boot come flying at him again. Ducking underneath the blow, Michael ran towards the ropes where he propelled himself back at Ninja. Ninja spun around to see Michael coming at him and, at the last possible second, managed to dodge out of the way as Michael collided with the referee, drilling him to the mat with a devastating Spear!

TB: Oh my God! Michael Diamond just Speared the referee!

KK: Well that was uncalled for don't you think?

TB: I don't think he was trying to Keith, Ninja just managed to move out of the way.

Realizing his mistake, Michael began to tend to the referee as Unknown Ninja bounced himself off the ropes, hoping to take advantage of this situation. Turning and seeing Ninja coming at him, Michael ducked as Ninja flew over him and drilled the ref with a Flying Forearm! The momentum of the blow sent the ref topping out of the ring!

KK: Ha, ha, ha! This is great Trent! These guys are both taking their frustrations out on the referee!

Ninja grabbed his head realizing what he had done. Michael spun Ninja around and wrapped his arms around his head, looking for the Diamond Cutter.

TB: Michael Diamond looking for the Diamond Cutter on Ninja!

Desperately, Ninja snuck in some elbows to the side of Michael's head, breaking off the hold. Shaking the effects off, Michael turned around as Ninja lifted him up onto his shoulders, preparing to drill him with the Omega 10!

TB: Unknown Ninja countered the Diamond Cutter and now is looking for the Omega 10!

Spinning Michael around on his shoulders, he lifted him off and was hoping to send him slamming down onto the mat but Michael spun off Ninja's shoulders in such a manner that he managed to land on his feet on the left side of Ninja. Michael lifted his knee into Ninja's gut, causing Ninja to keel over in pain. Michael used this to his advantage as he rolled over the back of Ninja so he could position himself on the right side of Ninja. Wrapping his arms around Ninja's head, Michael dropped Ninja right onto the back of his head with the Diamond Cutter!

TB: What a counter! Michael Diamond countered the Omega 10 right into the Diamond Cutter!

KK: And you know what comes after the Diamond Cutter Trent!

TB: Well these fans sure do!

The crowd erupted off their seats as Michael went over to a nearby turnbuckle and began to mount it. Climbing all the way up to the top, Michael balanced himself as he looked out around him to see everyone in the arena out of their seats. Refocusing on Ninja, Michael leapt off and nailed The Prism as the crowd went crazy!

TB: The Prism! The Prism! Michael Diamond has just hit The Prism and this one has to be over!

Michael made the cover and hooked the leg as he awaited the official count but there was no referee. The fans began to boo as Michael maintained the cover for at least a count of ten before he got off of Ninja.

TB: Well Michael Diamond has this one won but the ref is still down!

Michael leaned through the ropes and began to check on the ref who was just beginning to stir. Suddenly, Cassandra Starr ran down the ramp way with a steel chair in hand and slid into the ring.

TB: Hey Keith look! It's Cassandra Starr! Cassandra Starr is back!

KK: I thought she was in Paris!

TB: I did too but it looks like she's returned! Michael turn around, look who's back! Your love of your life has returned, turn around!

As if hearing Trent's words, Michael turned around to see Cassandra Starr. His face lit up in joy when it was suddenly smashed in with that steel chair!

TB: Oh my God, Cassandra just dented that steel chair across Michael's face! What the hell is she doing!?

The fans, who had been cheering for the return of Cassandra, now began to boo as Michael lay on his back. The chair shot had busted him open as the blood began to flow freely down his delicate face. Slamming the chair down, Cassandra stared out at the crowd with a disgusted look on her face. Unable to comprehend what was going on, Michael slowly began to get up as he grabbed at Cassandra's clothing, trying to pull himself up.

TB: Oh this is sick, Michael could have a concussion! And look at the face of Cassandra, she's loving this!

His strength failing him, he was only able to make it to his knees as he looked up at Cassandra as the blood flowed into his eyes. Looking down at Michael, Cassandra smirked and then hauled back and slapped him hard across the face. Michael slumped back down to the ground as his blood began to spill out onto the mat. Not finished with her assault, Cassandra reached down and grabbed a hold of Michael. She pulled the limp Hero up to his feet as she began to trash talk him. After finishing with her verbal assault, she went back to her physical assault as she kicked him in the gut, keeling him over. Shoving his head in between her legs, she stared out at the audience with a sick look of satisfaction on her face.

TB: Don't do it Cassandra, for the love of God don't do it! You loved that man at one point of your life, show some mercy!

Grabbing his arms and pinning them behind his back, Cassandra fell to the mat and drove Michael's face right down onto that steel chair, opening his wound even further!

TB: A damn Starr Drop right onto that steel chair and what the hell has gotten into Cassandra Starr!?

Rolling Michael onto his back, Cassandra grabbed her steel chair, which was dented and stained with Michael's blood. Getting to her feet, Cassandra raised the chair high into the air as the fans booed her actions. Leaving Michael laying, Cassandra slid out of the ring and began to walk back up the ramp way as Unknown Ninja began to come to. Totally unaware of what just happened, Ninja walked over to the bloodied Michael Diamond and pulled him to his feet. Lifting him up onto his shoulders, Ninja spun Michael around and dropped him right down onto the mat with a high-impact Omega 10!

TB: And as if adding injury to insult, Unknown Ninja hits the Omega 10 on Michael Diamond I think Michael is out cold now!

KK: Hey you can't blame Ninja Trent, after all… he's called Unknown Ninja for a reason. He most likely didn't even know what happened.

Making the cover, the ref managed to collect himself and slide into the ring. The ref slowly made the count as he was clearly ailing from his injuries. One! Two! Three! The ref rang the bell as Unknown Ninja slumped off of Michael's body, exhausted and tired from their match.

TB: I can't believe this! I'm happy for Unknown Ninja and it's not that the kid didn't deserve it but this is just sick! Cassandra Starr cost Michael the championship! But I want to know why damn it! Why did Cassandra attack Michael!?

Commercial Break

SETT VS ANDERSON (WORLD TITLE)

TB: Welcome back. I don’t know how we’re going top our last match, but now we have the HWA World title on the line!

Suddenly “One Armed Scissor” hits for the second time tonight and Grimjack comes walking down the ramp amid boos. He’s wearing baggy black jeans and a black and white striped referee’s shirt. As he walks by the announcer’s table he flips Trent and Keith the bird.

KK: I’m really starting to get sick of this clown . . .

"The Way" by Amorphis blares throughout the arena and the fans pop for the returning superstar Sett. He comes walking down the rampway slapping fans hands. He gets in the ring and mounts the turnbuckle and holds up and arm to give the fans something to cheer about. He looks down at Grimjack with a malevolent stare. Grimjack just shrugs.

”Young Grow Old” by Creed begins to play and almost immediately the arena is filled with loud boos. Awesome D Anderson is seen standing at the entrance with his manager Summer. He has the shiny gold title belt over his shoulder and he’s looking quite smarmy tonight.

(HWA Champion ADA's manager, Summer, comes out to the top of the ramp.)

Summer: Shut up and show some respect to your champion, "Awesome D" Anderson!

(ADA comes out to the top of the ramp beside his manager and she hands him the microphone.)

ADA: You people can kiss my ass. I love to hear you boo me. I love the fact that you hate me. You hate that I'm the champion. You hate that I have a beautiful manager, a big house, expensive cars, and all the beer and video games I can handle. I live the life that none of you nickle-and-dime peons can even dream of living. Let's face it, I'm simply better than all of you. Summer is better than all of you. In truth, I'm suprised that you can afford to even buy tickets to see me wrestle. It should be more exclusive and expensive. Speaking of exclusive, tonight, Sett joins a not-so exclusive club. A club that anyone can be a part of. A club that no one wants to be in. Tonight, I add Sett to the list of people who I've made famous. Somebody had better call the local hospital, because I'm sending a new patient. You can run your mouth, Sett, but I don't need your attitude...I HAVE MY OWN!

Summer: ARE YOU READY, SETT?

ADA: HELL NO!

In the ring Sett is fuming, as Grimjack laughs hysterically. Anderson and Summer walk down to the ring like they own the joint with boos raining down on them. Anderson gets in the ring by stepping over the top rope and Summer stands at ringside and cheers her man on. Grimjack pats Sett down to make sure he doesn’t have any weapons. Then he calls for the bell.

TB: That’s not fair. He didn’t check Anderson.

Grimjack calls for the bell and the match is on. The two huge men circle each other and lockup. Sett gets Anderson in a headlock. Grimjack goes to break it up and pulls Sett off Anderson, saying it was a choke hold. Sett complains to no avail. Anderson starts punching him with hard rights and lefts when Sett looked away. He rams Sett’s head into the turnbuckle three times, then takes him down with a snap mare. As soon as Sett gets up he’s met with a massive tackle to the sternum by Anderson. Anderson picks Sett up and irish whips him into the turnbuckle. He follows it up with a huge body splash. Sett slumps into the corner dazed and out of breath. Summer comes along and starts choking him with a chain, while Anderson lays the boots into Sett’s face. Meanwhile, Grimjack is outside the ring getting something out from underneath the ring apron.

TB: That’s blatant interference by Summer and the referee is nowhere to be found. What is Grimjack doing underneath the ring?

KK: Quit your bitchin Trent. This match just got interesting.

Grimjack pulls a ladder out from underneath the ring and the crowd pops. He throws it into the ring. Anderson turns to see his favorite weapon laying in the middle of the ring and his eyes light up. But he doesn’t see Sett shove Summer aside and grab the chain from her. Getting up, he starts swinging the chain wildly, meaning to hit Anderson with it bola style. Grimjack steps in the way to stop it but he gets hit in the forehead with the chain, opening a gash and sending him sprawling out of the ring.

KK, TB and the crowd: YESSSSS!!!!!

Anderson picks up the ladder, winds up, and smashes Sett over the head with it. The sickening sound of his temple meeting cold hard steel is heard throughout the arena. Sett falls to the mat. Anderson sets up the ladder by the ropes on the side of the ring facing the announcer’s table. Then he goes and picks up Sett. Using his massive strength, he puts him over his shoulder and starts to climb the ladder.

TB: Oh no . . . I don’t like the looks of this . . .

Anderson drapes Sett’s unmoving body stomach first over the top of the ladder, then he climbs to the top himself. He picks Sett up again and places his head between his legs. He looks around at the arena with an evil look on his face as the crowd chants Sett’s name.

TB: Dear lord no! Don’t do it Anderson! You’ll regret it for the rest of your life!

KK: We have to move Trent! Now!!!

Trent Brown and Keith Kincaid leave their seats and run from the announcer’s table just as Anderson lifts Sett high above his shoulders and jumps off the top of the ladder, giving Sett a massive Attitude Adjustor power bomb straight through the announcer’s table.

TB: My God I can’t believe I just witnessed that.

The crowd is chanting “Holy Shit”. Sett is just completely limp and motionless and is likely suffering from internal bleeding now, Anderson is knocked out, dazed as well but actually moving. Keith and Trent are standing off to the side of this mess as their table has been destroyed. Meanwhile Summer is helping Grimjack to his feet and they’re walking over to the scene of the devestation. Anderson realizes what’s happening and he covers Sett for the pin. Grimjack also realizes what’s going on and he starts the count. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!

TB: Anderson is still champion!

KK: Yes!

TB: Well I guess that’s all for tonight folks. Our table’s been destroyed and that usually mean’s the night’s over. See you next week-

Grimjack grabs a mic.

Grimjack: Hold on just a minute you idiot! I said I had an announcement about Bloodlines tonight, lines of blood running down my face or not! Now we already know about me versus Storm. And now it’s confirmed that that ass Maxem will face my buddy Awesome D here. By the way D congratulations man.

Anderson is handed a mic by Summer.

Anderson: Thanks Grim. And you did a great job of officiating too. Despite the attempted cheating by that piece of crap.

Anderson gestures to the prone form of Sett.

Grimjack: I appreciate that. Apparently people don’t realize that me and you, the two most powerful men in this business right now, have been friends ever since the beginning of the HWA with the Legacy Department. Well what better name for my new administration? It’s a department alright, a department filled with the Legacy of presidencies and World Championships. Who else can top this pedigree? Now as for Bloodlines next week. We still got a few titles not accounted for, namely the Xtreme title, the tag team titles and the International title. Well we got the Xtreme champ Nate Hartman, the new International champ Unknown Ninja, and the tag champs Diamond and Fudge. What to do ,what to do? Um . . . I believe it is called, Three Steps to Heaven. Meaning, three cages stacked on top of each other. Weapons in each cage. A ladder at the top. The Xtreme title, the tag team titles, and the International title suspended from ropes at the top. All up for grabs. Once you grab a belt you have to go back to the bottom of the cages and start again before you can get any more. If you grab the tag team titles, you can have both and choose any partner that you want, but it has to be someone in this match. And who’s going to be in this match? Well the four champions, Hartman, Ninja, Diamond and Fudge. But also two more. This piece of crap here Sett . . . and also Jason Craven! That’s right that great man is back and he’s in this match.

The crowd starts a Grimjack sucks chant.

Grimjack: Fuck you all!

The shows goes of the air as Grimjack, Anderson and Summer celebrate.