Tristan: Well 'ello there, Sett.

Sett smirks at Tristan.

Sett: Hey. Nice suit.

Tristan only grins and winks at Sett.

Tristan: You too, lad.

Sett laughs and shakes his head as he walks off. The scene suddenly cuts to the arena as pyros flare out and the crowd cheers.

TB: Welcome folks to Sunday Night Survival!!

KK: We're here live from Rosemont, Illinois, and we've got a great show for you tonight!

TB: Don't you know it, Keith, but let's get started already! First off is our contract match between Lance and Dark Titan!

LANCE VS. DARK TITAN

Ring Announcer: Tonight, to start off our show, we’ve got a CONTRACT MATCH!!

The crowd pops…for whatever reason…at this.

RA: Two HWA hopefuls are looking for a job tonight! If they can impress management, then they will keep their HWA contracts! If not, though…the consequences will be bad! And now, introducing our first contestant, he is the ever mysterious enigma, known only as LAAAANCE!!

“Bye Bye Bye” by NSYNC hits the loudspeakers as the fans groan and cover their ears. Lance walks out in some bright yellow sunglasses and white pants…really BAD white pants. He jives down to the ring and slides in, waiting for Dark Titan.

RA: And now, his opponent, the dreaded, towering, DAAAARK TITAN!!!

Dark Titan slides into the ring and attacks Lance, hitting a punch on him. That’s it, though, just one punch. Lance turns around, looks up at Dark Titan and the two stare each other down for approximately half of a moment before Lance starts to cry.

KK: What the hell. Lance is crying.

TB: Oh my, it seems it has affected Titan too.

KK: Whaddya mean?

TB: Just look.

Titan, seeing the sadness in Lance’s eyes, shakes his head and walks to the corner. He plops down and sits, shaking his head. Lance is still crying, obviously, that punch hurt. Suddenly “Remedy” by Cold blasts over the loudspeakers. The crowd cheers loudly as Sett comes to the stage area, microphone in hand.

Sett: Guys! Guys! Guys! What…what in the hell is THIS?! I thought you two came to impress me. The only thing you impressed upon me is that you are both two…sad…sickening…pathetic….WUSSPUSSIES!

The crowd pops, but the commentators are confused.

KK: What’d he just say?

TB: I think…he said…wusspussies.

KK: Well that’s interesting.

TB: I guess.

Sett: So anyway…as life is only a series of Action and Reaction, as you have impressed upon me, so shall I impress upon you.

Sett drops the mic and walks to the ring. He climbs in and grabs Lance, the closest to him, by the hair. Pulling him up, he knees Lance in the gut and drops him with the Journey. The crowd pops even louder. He turns to face DT, but “Military Discipline” by 50 Cent hits the speakers and C4 runs to the ring and slides in with a mic.

C4: Yo Sett, listen man, I don’t wanna take away any of your fun, but c’mon….let me take care of these guys.

Sett rubs his chin, thinking it over.

Sett: Only if you promise me one thing.

C4: Yeah? What’s that?

Sett: Promise me you’ll take REAL good care of them.

The crowd cheers some more as C4 merely smiles sadistically.

Sett: And before I go, I just gotta do this…

Sett turns and runs at the sitting DT, who is now sitting in the corner facing them, trying to back away. Sett rears his foot back and nails a solid kick to DT’s face, dazing him. Sett slides out of the ring.

Sett: Never step foot in this ring again, nobodies. Have fun, kiddo.

C4 grabs Lance and starts beating on him mercilessly. He then goes over to DT and begins an assault on him. He continues in this fashion until the scene fades out to a commercial.

The HWATron sparks to life as we see "Mr. Showtime" Scott Sanders standing backstage, his newly won Chaotic Championship belt up on his shoulder. Sanders has an ear-to-ear grin on his face as he walks down the hallway, all smug-like. For the most part, the reaction is mixed as the fans cheer and applaud Sanders for being the first-ever Chaotic Champion but boo on how he had won over the fan favorite, Syren. Sanders walks up to his locker room door and opens it and struts in when he suddenly comes to a halt, the camera almost running up his back. The camera man backs off a bit as we see the newly appointed HWA Commissioner, Tristan Wolfe, sitting upon Sanders' plush leather couches. In his hand, as always, is some sort of alcoholic beverage as Tristan sits back on the couch, a gorgeous woman seated to his side. Tristan has an arm comfortly placed around her as he appears to be relating some sort of story to her.

Tristan Wolfe: So there I was, in the midst of this brutal bar fight and I'm just sitting there, watching the whole damn thing go down. Now, dun get me wrong... I enjoy a good wallop from time to time but, ya have to remember lass, it was the wee hours in the mornin' and I hadn't had enough whiskey in me to fuel me up. But then this big-ass mother fucker comes waddling at me. Yes, I'm not kidding... he was so big and bulgy that he was actually waddling towards me like he was a mother fuckin' duck. So I got this big ass hairy sasquatch coming at me, right... so, naturally, I...

Tristan stops short as he looks over to see Scott Sanders standing before him, his eyes staring a hole through the new Commish.

Tristan Wolfe: Whoop, looks like story time is over lass. But ye be sure to stick around, I'm not quite finished with ya.

The lady gets up off the couch and walks off, giggling as, we all know, chicks dig a man with an accent. Tristan sits back on the couch and takes a swig of his beer as Scott continues to just stand there, dumb-founded by what was going on.

Scott Sanders: What... in the hell... are you doing in MY locker room!?

Tristan Wolfe: Now calm down laddie, I jus came here to congradulate ya on a job well done last week. That was a hell of job ya did last week, what with becoming the first EVER Chaotic Champion.

Sanders nodded his head as that smirk came across his face again as he looked over at the title he wore proudly on his shoulder.

Tristan Wolfe: I mean... I have to admit, it looked like ya were struggling a wee bit there, what with that lass flying all over your arse and everythin'.

Sanders' smirk faded as Tristan smiled over at the new Chaotic Champion.

Tristan Wolfe: None-the-less, here ya are... standing before me as the Chaotic Champion while that lass is cooped up somewhere in a hospital bed.

Tristan's smile faded as he rose up from the couch while the fans booed, remembering very well what C4 had done to Syren last week.

Scott Sanders: Hey man, I had nothing to do with that...

Tristan Wolfe: Did ya hear me accusing you laddie?

Scott Sanders: Listen man, I got no problem with Syren. She put up a hell of a fight and she's hella cute too and, believe me, I wouldn't mind getting my hands on her again... if ya know what I mean.

Sanders smirked over at Tristan as the commish smirked back at him, both appearing to be on the same page.

Tristan Wolfe: She is pretty fuckin hot lad.

Scott Sanders: Oh I know, and that body!

Tristan Wolfe: Fuck the body lad, the hair is where it's at. Firey red color like that HAS to be from irish blood.

The two nod their heads in agreement as they both appear to fantasize about Syren for a couple seconds before pulling back to reality.

Tristan Wolfe: Anyhow lad, just wanted to inform ya that at Redemption... ye will be defending the Chaotic Championship against C4.

Scott Sanders: Hey man, I got no problem with that. I'm looking forward to a bit of Redemption for what he did to me last week... jumping me from behind like the little pussy that he is. I'll just beat his ass again, just like I did last month at Atmosphere.

Tristan Wolfe: Well, just wanted to inform ya of the news.

Tristan nodded his head and then walked past Sanders and began to exit the door but then slowly turned around and looked back at Sanders.

Tristan Wolfe: Oh, almost forgot laddie. President Sett wanted me to also inform ye that the match would be a Ladder Match!

The fans went ballistic as Tristan walked out the door while Sanders looked a bit shocked at first, but then a smile came across his face.

Scott Sanders: Okay, cool... I'll just climb up the ladder and take back what is mine, just like... some day, I'll climb up the HWA ladder of success and become the best.

The HWATron faded out with Sanders looking down at the Chaotic Championship belt on his shoulder with a cocky, confident grin on his face.

TB: Well Sanders appears ready for C4 next Sunday at Redemption but the question is... is he ready for "The Deadly One" Dan Sawyer tonight?

KK: Sawyer will be a walk in the park for the first-ever Chaotic Champion, Trent.

*Commercial Break*

(One Of A King by Saliva hits and the fans become to boo loudly as Conner steps out of the back with both HWA Tag Team Title belts. He walks to the ring with a cocky smile. Slides into ring and goes to far right turnbuckle, pulling himself up onto the second rope and posing with both arms up above his head. Conner then hops off and goes diagonally across the ring to the near left turnbuckle and pulls himself up onto that, repeating the process. After posing once more, hops off and goes get a microphone from Erin Wallace. His music shuts off and the crowd slowly quits down.)

Kevin Conner: "Well as most of you know, last week to my friend and tag team partner Jason Mysterio. For those of you who missed it. I'll show it on the big screen, monkeys get the tape playing!"

(The HWAtron comes to life and shows last week in Cleveland Ohio. "TB: Breaking Point! Breaking Point! Mental Mark just hit the Breaking Point on Conner, sending him over the top rope and to the outside!

Because Mysterio had seemingly broken Conner's fall, Conner began to crawl away and up the rampway as Mark slid out of the ring. Pulling Mysterio up, Mark lifted him up onto his shoulders as Conner sat half-way up on the rampway, looking back at Mark in disbelief of his power. Walking over to the nearby turnbuckle, Mark spun Mysterio around and drove his knee right into it with another F5-type move!

TB: Oh my God! Oh my God! Breaking Point! Breaking Point! Mark just drove Mysterio's knee right into that turnbuckle with the Breaking Point and he could've shattered that knee!

Mysterio cried out in pain as Conner looked on in horror. Mark glared down at Mysterio and then looked up at Conner with hate burning his eyes." The HWAtron then goes back to a live shot of Conner standing in the ring as he lays the titles in the corner.)

Kevin Conner: "Now with that move. It took Jason Mysterio out of the ring, and well I'm gonna be the first to state it, Jason Mysterio will never be able to wrestle again."

(The crowds boos as a great entertainers careers come to sudden halt.)

Kevin Conner: "Now its a damn shame he has to retire cause we got insane people running around here, practically killing peoples careers. See HWA needs to get order, last week I had to even the odds in my match by taking out Mental Mark just long enough cause I knew Anubis would be all over me and I was right. He was the ref and I had to lay his ass out and he couldn't call for the bell, but the time keeper made the right move and ended the match. But see the move left me without a partner. Now Jason is in the hospital this past week he had surgery on his knee. Were he didn't just shatter his knee cap, but tore 2 out of 3 muscles in his knee. Which ya know was put back to the best of their ability, and his knee is still fucked up. My tag team partner is gone. So I am left the HWA Tag Team Titles alone at the Pay Per View, right? WRONG! See it only took a week and i have a NEW partner. One of excilence, pristenge and one Jason, I know you will be very happy to take over you role as HWA Tag Team Champion. This man...."

Before Conner can say anything else "Hit The Floor" by Linkin Park plays and the cameras aim for the stage. After a few minutes a man steps through onto the stage. He is wearing baggy black jeans and a white tank-top. He is wearing a bandana on his head with black sunglasses. He has a mic in his right hand and in his left are some papers. Not many know who it is but Conner knows who it is and so do a few backstage. Some of the fans begin to cheer because they recognize him from another wrestling organization or from elsewhere. He flashes a quick smile that quickly turns into an angry look. He looks back to the ring as the music stops and the fans begin to quiet down.

"Conner, Conner, Conner. How dare you attempt to give away Jason's title? I mean you didn't even ask him who he thinks should get it. You just come out here, explain the situation and decide to hand it to another person. I think not! So what I did was went to see Jason in the hospital. We chatted for a while then I called up the HWA and we worked out a deal. After that I talked to Jason again and he signed a few papers for me. So now I'm here to deliver your champion. He's a workhorse. He stops for nothing but the best. He competes at the highest of levels. And he is the man you love to hate. Me, Alex Mysterio!"

The fans begin to scream with mixed emotions. Some boo while others cheer. Conner is in the ring with a blank expression not knowing quite what just happened. All he knows is that Alex Mysterio, Jason Mysterio's brother is now in the HWA and the new tag-team champion along side him.

"Don't worry Conner. I know me and you will get along just fine. I mean we both strive to leave our marks in this fed. We'll be the new Infamous. And guess what? Jason Mysterio will be back. Not in a wrestling role but as our manager. Or at least mine."

Alex looks down at the papers he has and then looks back to ringside.

"But before we talk about anything else I need to talk about my first priority. Revenge. You see my brother Jason's career is over. He suffered a shattered kneecap and tore two muscles in the knee. The PCL and the ACL. And that just infuriates me. My brother was going on to great things. And then this freak had to ruin it. The freak I am talking about is Mental Mark. He's the reason my brother will never walk right again. He'll forever have a noticeable limp to him. Now Mark don't start saying you didn't mean to do that. Because even if you didn't it still happened. And I'm gonna make sure that you never forget what you did. I'm gonna be Conner's partner at Redemption and Im going to make sure that you feel my wrath. You'll feel my Pinnacle Achievement. You'll be the first to fall."

With that before Conner can even say anything "Hit The Floor" by Linkin Park plays and Alex turns and walks backstage. Conner is left in the ring.

The HWATron comes to life as we see Dan Sawyer standing in someone's office, the lovely and beautiful Taylor Simpson seated on a couch. Sawyer is wraping tape around his wrists as he appears to be preparing for his upcoming match later in the evening when a dark shadow is cast upon his back. Feeling the presence of someone else in the room, Sawyer straightens up and turns around as he comes face-to-face with The Vulcher. The two stare intensly into each other's eyes as the tension mounts between these two superstars.

TB: This is a highly volatile situation here! Definetly no love loss between these two men!

KK: Who cares about this mesely stare-down, put the camera back on Taylor!

Before anything can transpire between the two men, a third party intervenes as Commissioner Tristan Wolfe steps into the picture, standing between the two men.

Tristan Wolfe: Easy there lads, I didn't call ye in here so that the HWA fans could witness yet another blood bath between the two of ya's.

The fans cheer loudly at the memories of the brutal wars that Sawyer and Vulcher have been through as Sawyer and Vulcher turn their heads towards the Commish. Though their gaze is on him, they both keep a watchful eye on the other.

Tristan Wolfe: Ya see laddies, I don't really get this whole "wrasslin" gig. I mean, who wants to pay to see two full grown men touching and sweating all over each other? Back where I'm from... which is Ireland for those of ya who dun get the memo, "wrasslin" consisted of two lasses stripping down to their briches and duking it out in some pool of mud. Now THAT was entertainment, lemme tell ya.

Tristan smiles at the fond memories as his gaze over to Taylor who is sitting on the couch. Tristan arches up his eyebrow as if contimplating something when Sawyer steps in front of the Commish, blocking his view from Sawyer's manager.

Tristan Wolfe: Anyway lads, I do have a reason for calling ye into ma office. I have a proposition for the both of ya. What would ye say to teamin' up with yours truly and restoring some much needed order to the HWA?

Dan Sawyer: Whoa, whoa, whoa... you want ME to team up with HIM!?

Sawyer laughs out loud to himself as Vulcher stares a hole through him.

Dan Sawyer: I think you've had a bit too much to drink there Commish.

Tristan Wolfe: Nonsense, ye can never have enough too much ta drink when you're an Irish man.

The Vulcher: Why us?

Tristan Wolfe: Look at ye-selves. Your two of the upcoming superstars in the business and ye've definetly proven ya-selves to me. Plus, ye're unlike the rest of these people around here.

Dan Sawyer: Oh yeah? How's that?

Tristan Wolfe: The fighting blood of an Irish man flows through ye're veins.

Dan Sawyer: What!? Vulcher isn't Irish!

The Vulcher: Says you.

Sawyer gets in Vulcher's face once more as Tristan gets in-between the two once more.

Tristan Wolfe: Of course he's an Irish man laddie, only another man of Irish blood could bring the fight that he brough to an Irish legend like yourself.

Sawyer backed away and looked over at Tristan, his eyes wide.

Dan Sawyer: I'm an Irish legend?

Tristan Wolfe: Yea, sure... why not? What's your name again lad?

Dan Sawyer: "The Deadly One" Dan Sawyer.

Tristan Wolfe: Sawyer huh... hmmm, lemme think here. Wait a minute, Baseball Dan!?

The fans in attendance laughed out loud as Sawyer's face turned bright red as Vulcher hung his head, doing his best to not laugh as well.

Dan Sawyer: No, that's not me.

Tristan Wolfe: Funny, I could've sworn...

Dan Sawyer: I said it's not me!

Tristan shrugged his shoulders as Taylor walked over to Sawyer and patted him on the back, trying to calm him down.

Tristan Wolfe: So what do ye say?

Sawyer looked over at Vulcher as the two stared each other down once more.

Tristan Wolfe: Come on laddies, do it for Ireland.

Slowly, the two extended their hands to each other. Clasping their hands together, the two shook in agreement as a big smile came across the Commish's face.

Tristan Wolfe: Gentlemen, looks like the Irish Republican Authority is in business.

The HWATron faded out, leaving everyone amazed.

TB: I never thought I'd see the day Keith, two mortal enemies in Dan Sawyer and The Vulcher have just joined forces!

KK: Meh, it won't last.

*Commerical Break*

(The camera fades in to locker room of Conner and him and Alex are standing in their. As Alex is looking at his title. And Conner is pacing.)

Kevin Conner: "What do you mean you're my tag team partner? I had a perfectly good partner picked out. Now i can tell him to hold on. I mean you gotta be lying, Jason would of told me about this. I mean this is a BIG decision!"

Alex Mysterio: "Relax, I got everythign under control you obvisouly haven;t seen me in the ring. Just wait till Redemption, and we can become the best tag team, but all tag teams are based on trust right?

Kevin Conner: "Yeah, I guess you're right. I will see at Redemption what you're made of."

(The camera fades to black as Alex smiles at his title.)

"Enter Sandman" by Metallica hits the loud speakers as the fans get up off their feet for "The Deadly One" Dan Sawyer. Sawyer walks out from the back with Taylor Simpson close behind as he walks down the rampway, slapping hands with some of the fans on the way down.

Erin Wallace: Ladies and gentlmen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way down to the ring at this time, accompanied by Taylor Simpson... weighing in at 6'1" and 328 lbs... DAN SAWY-Y-Y-E-E-E-R-R-R!

Sawyer rolled under the bottom rope and into the ring as Taylor walked along the outside of the ring.

KK: Taylor sure looks hot tonight, yowza!

TB: Try and concentrate on the match Keith.

KK: Match? What match?

Sawyer's music is turned off as "Tear Away" by Drowning Pool hits the loud speakers. The fans cheers turn to jeers as the Chaotic Champion, Scott Sanders, comes out from the back with Brooklyn following close behind.

Erin Wallace: Making his way to the ring at this time, accompanied by Brooklyn, weighing in at 6'3" and 235 lbs... he IS the Chaotic Champion... SCOTT SA-A-A-N-N-N-D-D-D-ERS!

Sanders cracks his neck from side to side before continuing down the rampway as Brooklyn follows. Sanders stands just outside the ring, looking up at Sawyer as Brooklyn walks around the ring and heads over to the announce posistion. Brooklyn proceeds to take a seat next to Keith Kincaid as Sanders hops up onto the apron and stares down Sawyer.

TB: Well it appears that we're being joined here by Scott Sanders' manager, Brooklyn. To what do we owe the honor?

Brooklyn: You see Trent, this is a warm-up match for Sanders because, just like at Redemption, he's going to be facing a big, powerful man. And, just like tonight, he's going to be doing it alone.

TB: Does that mean you have no plans of interfereing in this match?

Brooklyn: What kind of question is that Trent!? When have I EVER interfered in a match Trent!?

Sanders begins to climb into the ring but quickly hops off the apron as he sees Sawyer charging at him. Sanders begins to back away as Wallace tries to restrain the big man while the fans boo the actions of Scott Sanders.

TB: Sanders trying to create some distance here between him and Sawyer.

KK: This is a smart tactic Trent, Sanders is merely being patient and luring Sawyer into his type of game plan. I bet you taught him that, didn't you Brooklyn?

Brooklyn: Of course I taught him that, I taught him everything that he knows.

Sanders, again, hopped up onto the ring apron as Sawyer backed away, allowing room for Sanders to get in once more. Slowly, Sanders began to enter but Sawyer charged at him once more. Seeing this, Sanders again slipped out of the ring as the fans booed loudly once more. Wallace ordered Sawyer back as he leaned over the ropes and began to yell at Sanders, telling him to get into the ring.

Brooklyn: Excuse me gentlemen, I need to take care of something really quick.

Brooklyn slipped off the headset and ran and slid into the ring as Sanders argued his case with Wallace. Brooklyn got to his feet and ran up to Sawyer, spinning him around. Wrapping his arms around Sawyer's head, Brooklyn twisted around... attempting to go for the Problem Solver but Sawyer pushed him off and into the ropes. Brooklyn bounced off the ropes and ran right back into Sawyer who wrapped his hand tightly around Brooklyn's neck.

TB: Brooklyn went for the Problem Solver but Sawyer countered and now Brooklyn is in a world of trouble here!

KK: Oh no! Sawyer has him set up for the Death Drop!

Sanders, seeing his manager in trouble, quickly slid into the ring and charged at Sawyer, nailing him in the back of the head with his Chaotic Championship just as Brooklyn had been lifted into the air!

TB: Oh my God, what a shot by Sanders... coming to the aid of Brooklyn!

Wallace ordered the bell to be rung, declaring this match underway as he ripped the title belt out of Sanders' hands before he could get a chance to use it. Brooklyn stumbled up to his feet, holding his throat as Cunningham escorted him out of the ring. Sawyer leaned against the ropes, trying to shake the cobwebs out as Sanders stalked behind him. Turning around, Sawyer walked right into Sanders who pulled Dan into him and then lifted him up into the air and dropped him down onto his back with a Suplex. Keeping his grip on Sawyer, Sanders twisted his hips and pushed himself up to his feet and delivered another Suplex to Sawyer. Twisting his hips once more, Sanders stumbled up to his feet and hit ANOTHER Suplex!

TB: Multiple Suplexs on a 328 pound man and Sanders' strength is unreal!

KK: You aren't kidding, Sawyer out weights him by 100 pounds!

Sanders gets up to his feet throws his arms down to the side, saying that this match is over. Sanders hops up onto the apron and climbs up to the top rope. Measuring up Sawyer, Sanders flies off towards him... looking for a Frog Splash but Sawyer manages to move out of the way at the last second.

TB: Top Rope/Frog Splash attempt there by Sanders and it did not connect!

Brooklyn re-joins the announce table as both Sanders and Sawyer are down in the ring.

TB: I thought you didn't get involved in matches Brooklyn.

Brooklyn: Hey, he was fair game... the match hadn't even started yet.

Sanders and Sawyer stumble up to their feet as they begin trading blows back and forth. Sawyer begins to overpower Sanders quite quickly but his momentum is shut down with a stiff knee to the gut by the Chaotic Champion. Grabbing ahold of Sawyer, Sanders attempts to irish whip him across the ring but Sawyer doesn't budge.

TB: Well Sanders is attempting to whip Sawyer into the ropes but the big man isn't budging.

Sawyer merely smiled at Sanders feeble attempts to whip him across the ring as he pulled Sanders back towards him, looking for a Short-Arm Clothesline but Sanders managed to duck underneath the blow. Sanders bounced off the ropes and charged back at Sawyer as Sawyer ducked down and took Sanders' legs out from underneath him.

TB: Lion Tamer! Lion Tamer! Sawyer is looking to lock Sanders in the Lion Tamer!

Sanders quickly rolled back and forth, trying to avoid it but Sawyer began to overpower the smaller superstar. Thinking quickly, Sanders reached forward and rolled Sawyer up with an Inside Cradle.

TB: Sanders countered the Lion Tamer into the Inside Cradle and this may be it!

One... Two... Kick out!

Brooklyn: You see that Trent, that's why my boy is the Chaotic Champion... because he uses his brains. Just when Sawyer begins to get some momentum building, Sanders quickly hits a move and takes Sawyer down a few notches.

Sanders and Sawyer stumble up to their feet as Sanders delivers a kick to the gut and then pulls Sawyer into him. Sanders archs his back, trying to flip Sawyer over him but Sawyer manages to keep his footing. Sanders tries again but, again, Sawyer doesn't budge.

TB: Well Sanders trying to overpower Sawyer and, in my eyes, I don't think that strategy is working too well.

Sawyer suddenly arched his back and fell backwards, flipping Sanders over him with a Suplex of his own! The crowd came to life on this counter as Sawyer quickly made it to his feet as Sanders stumbled up, holding his back in pain. Turning towards Sawyer, he was met with a vicious kick to the gut and then his face planted down onto the mat!

TB: DDT by Sawyer and this match has taken a drastic change!

Sawyer points to a nearby turnbuckle as the fans explode out of their seats.

TB: What is this!? Sawyer going top rope!?

Sawyer pulls himself up onto the apron and climbs up the turnbuckle as Brooklyn quickly excuses himself from the announce position once more as he runs over and leaps up onto the apron, grabbing hold of Sawyer's leg.

TB: And, again, Brooklyn getting himself involved in this match.

KK: He's just looking out for his kid Trent, is that so wrong?

Sawyer delivered a stiff kick to Brooklyn's jaw, sending Brooklyn toppling off the apron much to the delight of the crowd. But the distraction had bought Sanders enough time as he had made it back to his feet. Sanders rushed Sawyer and leaped up onto the turnbuckle as he began to pound away on him but the blows didn't appear to phase him as he pie-faced Sanders off the second rope and back down onto the mat!

TB: Sawyer fought out of the double team and now the big man is up top!

Sawyer leaped off the top rope, driving his leg into the throat of Scott Sanders as the Chaotic Champion rolled around the ring, clutching at his throat and struggling to breathe.

TB: Top Rope/Leg Drop by the 300+ pounder and this one may be over!

Sawyer crawled over to Sanders and rolled him onto his back as Wallace got down and made the count. One... Two... Thr-Kick out!

TB: Oh wow, Sanders JUST managing to get that shoulder up there!

KK: Could you imagine how demoralizing it would've been for Sanders to have lost such a big match heading into a PPV?

TB: Well what about Sawyer, imagine what type of boost to his career it would've had if he had just beaten the Chaotic Champion in a non-title match.

Sawyer shook his head as he made it to his feet and stalked behind Sanders. Slowly, Sanders made it back up to his feet as he stumbled around the ring, apparently still having problems breathing. Turning into Sawyer, he was met with a swift kick to the gut followed up by a neckbreaker onto Sawyer's shoulder.

TB: Stunner! Stunner! Sawyer just hit the Stunner on Sanders!

Sanders immediatly popped right back up to his feet from the impact as he stood wobbly before Sawyer as Sawyer made it to his feet and wrapped his hand around Sanders' throat! The crowd went balistic as Sawyer lifted Sanders up into the air but Sanders managed to wiggle out of Sawyer's grasp and sneak up behind him. Wrapping up with Sawyer, Sanders charged forward and pushed Sawyer into the ropes as Brooklyn was waiting on the outside with a steel chair. The sick sound of steel hitting skull echoed throughout the arena as Sawyer stumbled backwards into Sanders who rolled him up with a school boy pin, holding onto the tights just for good measure.

TB: A cheap shot on the outside by Brooklyn and now Sanders has Sawyer rolled up in a School Boy!

One... Two... Thr-Kick out!

TB: Oh my God! Oh my God! Sawyer kicked out!

Sanders looked over at Wallace in disbelief as Sawyer lay face-first on the mat, blood flowing freely from a laceration on his forehead. Having seen the chair shot, Taylor Simpson pulled herself up onto the apron and attempted to get into the ring but Wallace quickly rushed over and stopped her. The two began to argue as Sanders motioned for Brooklyn to use the distraction to their advantage. Brooklyn slid into the ring, still wielding the chair as Sanders began to pull Sawyer up to his feet.

TB: Oh come on, Sawyer is completly defenseless here! He's badly bleeding here, I'm begging you to stop this!

Sanders held Sawyer's arms behind his back as Brooklyn wound the chair back, preparing to hit Sawyer in the head. But then, suddenly, The Vulcher ran out from the back.

TB: Hey! It's The Vulcher! It's Dan Sawyer's new teammate!

KK: What's he doing out here!?

Vulcher slid into the ring and caught Sanders and Brooklyn off guard. Brooklyn turned to face Vulcher and received a super kick to the jaw for his troubles!

TB: Caliber! Caliber! The Vulcher just hit The Caliber on Brooklyn!

The chair fell from Brooklyn's hands as he slumped down to the mat and rolled out of the ring. Vulcher turned to face Sanders and received a kick to the gut followed up by a Diamond Cutter!

TB: Final Cut! Final Cut! Scott Sanders just hit the Final Cut on Vulcher and now Vulcher is out!

Sanders stomped Vulcher out of the ring as Sawyer slowly rose up to his feet. Turning around, Sawyer met Sanders with his hand closing around Sanders' throat.

TB: Uh oh! Sanders is in no man's land!

Thinking quickly, and seeing that the referee was still distracted, Sanders lifted his boot and delivered a Low Blow to Sawyer which doubled the big man over. Sanders then wrapped his arms around Sawyer's head, twisted, and fell down to the mat!

TB: Final Cut! Final Cut! Sanders has just hit the Final Cut and don't tell me that this is how it's going to end!

Sanders made the cover on Sawyer but Wallace was still being distracted by Taylor! Suddenly, C4 ran out from the back and ran down to the apron. Reaching up, C4 grabbed Taylor and violently pulled her off of the apron, the back of her head hitting hard on the concrete!

TB: What the hell!? What on earth is C4 doing down here!?

Wallace reprimanded C4 but C4 merely looked up at Cunningham and ordered him to turn around and do his job. Looking behind him, Wallace saw the pin attempt and, be-grudginly, made the count. One... Two... Three! Wallace ordered for the bell as he then, immediatly, rolled out of the ring and tended to Taylor.

TB: Sanders picks up the win and, I can't believe I'm saying this, but give the assist to C4!

KK: He's just playing mind games with him Trent, you know how it is.

TB: What kind of human being is C4!? First, injuring Syren last week and now ambushing a defenesless Taylor Simpson!

KK: I guess he's not really into women, Trent.

C4 walked backwards up the rampway as Sanders forced himself up to his feet and stared up the rampway to see C4 smirking back at him. Sanders looked over to see Taylor lying unconscious and his eyes fixed back on C4, an angry expression coming on his face.

TB: Well it appears that C4 will do whatever, and I mean WHATEVER, it takes to become the Chaotic Champion. But will it be enough this Sunday at Redemption!?

C4 moved his hands around his waist, indicating that there would soon be a title there as Sanders glared up at his opponent.

*Commercial Break*

BRIAN CARTER VS. "AWESOME D" ANDERSON

"Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence starts to play and as soon as the hard part of the song plays the stage ignites in pyros as Brian Carter leaps from the stage. The crowds gives the little guy approval, probably feeling pity since he is about to go up against the big one Anderson. Carter runs down to the ring and pumps up the crowd. He flips into the ring and goes to the top rope as the audience backs him up. Then his music gets cut off and "Young Grow Old" by Creed plays over the PA and the crowd gives a mixed reaction, but leaning more towards the booing. Anderson walks out and raises his fist in the air as he makes his way down towards the ring. He straddles the top rope and Brian charges while he is still getting in the ring. Brian nails a drop kick to Anderson, making him fall back to the outside of the ring. Brian jumps back to the ropes and dives to the outside of the ring. Anderson looks up and catches him in time.

TB: Man…quick reactions by Anderson there.

Anderson runs Brian into the pole and then throws him high into the air making him land on the steel ring steps. Anderson pulls him by the hair and body press slams him his head. Anderson throws Brian back into the ring from the outside.

KK: HAHA! Brian is getting thrown around like a rag doll!

Anderson slides into the ring this time and goes to work on Brian. Anderson picks Brian up and whips him into the ropes. Brian comes back and gets met in the face with a big boot. Anderson turns around and locks in the Attitude Adjuster to Brian. Brian yells in pain by the move, but using his agility as a small guy flips under and goes under Anderson’s legs and punches him in the face several times. Anderson lets go off Brian’s legs and Brian gets control again. Brain drop kicks Anderson to the knees and brings him down to one knee. Brian then runs, plants his leg on Anderson’s thigh, and tries to kick his other leg around to kick him in the face, but Anderson lifts his arm up and blocks it. Anderson picks Brian up by his one leg up over his shoulder and plants a hard spine buster.

TB: Ouch! That looks like it hurt.

Brian lays motionless for a moment and Anderson picks him back up. Anderson locks in the Attitude Adjuster and is about to deliver it, but Carter tries reversing it by punching Anderson in the face while he is up a good 6’ 7" in the air. Anderson then falls backwards and lands Brian straight onto the ropes, hitting his throat. Brian springs off the top rope landing on his back after that move.

KK: Lordy be! He just jacked his ass up!

Anderson then picks up Brian by the already heart throat and delivers a chokeslam. Anderson could cover now, but decides to do some more damage. He whips Brian into the corner and starts to take him to the top. Anderson hooks one of Brian’s arms and it about to plant a top rope suplex, but Brian punches Anderson in the gut many times. Brian pushes Anderson off backwards, but lands on his feet. Anderson looks up at Brian who leaps off with a hurricanrana onto Anderson. Anderson however does not fall to the move, but instead holds onto Brian as Anderson nails a devastating Attitude Adjuster to Brian, making him bounce off his neck.

TB: What power by Anderson!

KK: This is it.

Anderson places one foot over the chest of Brian as the referee counts. 1…2…3! Its over as the referee calls for the bell and raises Anderson’s hand. The crowd gives boos to Anderson as they were hoping to see an upset victory for Brian.

*Commercial Break*

"I Hate Jimmy Page" by Mindless Self Indulgence begins to play as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to one of the newest HWA superstars. Jareth walks out from the back and stops at the top of the stage, looking out at all the fans with a sour look on his face.

TB: Well he's a perky fellow.

KK: Seems like everytime I see this guy, he's angry. What do you think he's so upset about Trent?

TB: Beats me.

Erin Wallace: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way down to the ring at this time, weighing in at 6'10" and 340 lbs... JA-A-A-A-R-R-R-R-R-R-R-ETH!

Jareth stops halfway down the rampway and raises his arms up into the air as pyros shoot off from behind him, quieting the crowd a bit. Jareth makes his way down to the ring and slides in as he gives Erin Wallace a dirty look as Erin, wisely, shies away from him.

TB: What is this guy's problem?

KK: I don't know Trent, but if I were Erin, I'd be making my way out of the ring right now.

Jareth paces back and forth in the ring as his music cuts off and "Nobody's Listening" by Linkin Park plays over the loud speakers. The arena is shrouded in complete darkness for about ten seconds when pyros suddenly explode from the turnbuckles and on the stage! The fans leap out of their seats in shock at the loud explosion as the lights return to normal to see The Vulcher standing on the top of the stage, smoke from the pyros swirling all around him. His head is lowered in silent reflection as Jareth is in the ring, complaining with Wallace Cunningham about something.

KK: Hey! I think one of Vulcher's pyros clipped Jareth there!

Jareth continued to argue with Wallace Cunningham as Vulcher slowly stalked down the rampway.

Erin Wallace: Making his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 6'5" and 225 lbs... THE V-U-U-U-L-L-L-CHER!

The Vulcher slides into the ring as Erin Wallace quickly gets out, not wanting to have anything to do with either man. The Vulcher casts Jareth a side-long glance before hopping up onto the second rope and posing for the fans, though most of them are showing him with boos.

TB: Not exactly a great ovation for either man here.

KK: These guys aren't in it for the fans Trent, they're in it for the fight. None-the-less, you'd think people would show Vulcher a little respect, what with him being Irish and all.

TB: The Vulcher is not Irish!

KK: Says you.

The Vulcher hops off the second rope and stares down Jareth as Jareth has now turned his attention off of Cunningham and onto his opponent. Not wanting to waste any time, Jareth charges at Vulcher but Vulcher quickly sidesteps as Jareth charges chest-first into the turnbuckle. Turning around, Jareth is met with hard rights but Vulcher as Jareth leans back against the turnbuckle as Wallace orders the bell be rung.

TB: And we're underway here now as Vulcher has the early advantage!

Jareth uses his strength to shove Vulcher off of him as Vulcher falls to the mat and rolls back up to his feet. Vulcher charges back at Jareth, looking to isolate him in the corner but Jareth shoots out of the turnbuckle and catches Vulcher with a vicious Clothesline that almost takes his head off!

TB: Oh my God what a shot by Jareth!

KK: I think that could be it right there Trent!

Jareth drops down to his knees and makes the cover on Vulcher as Wallace initiates the early count. One... Two... Kickout!

TB: Looks like it'll take more than that to put Vulcher down.

Jareth quickly gets back to his feet, dragging Vulcher up to his feet. Throwing one of Vulcher's arms over his shoulder, Jareth wraps his arms around Vulcher's neck and locks his hands together. Lifting Vulcher up, Jareth spins and slams Vulcher back-first onto the mat, driving the air from his lungs.

TB: A picture-perfect Throat Slam Suplex there and Jareth looking to end this one again!

Jareth hooks the leg as Wallace makes the count once more. One... Two... Kickout!

KK: I guess Vulcher just doesn't know when to call it quits.

Jareth pulls Vulcher up once more and wraps an arm around his head while he uses his other arm and wraps it under one of Vulcher's arms and then locks his arms together behind Vulcher's neck. Jareth then falls backwards, flipping Vulcher over him and dropping him right down onto the back of his head and neck!

TB: A perfect Half Nelson Overhead Suplex there by Jareth and this is what Jareth's power brings to the table!

Jareth quickly gets back to his feet as his gaze floats over the crowd, his intense look staring a hole through the audience. Jareth turns his focus back on Vulcher and squats down as he stalks behind him.

KK: Uh oh, looks like the train is about to leave the station Trent!

TB: Jareth looks to be going for the Train Wreck here and let me tell ya folks, when Jareth hits you with that... you are NOT getting up!

Vulcher stumbles up to his feet and turns towards Jareth as the big man charges at him. Quickly reacting, Vulcher leaps up into the air and leap-frogs over Jareth as Jareth dives between his legs, missing the Train Wreck!

TB: Vulcher countered! Vulcher countered! He knew the Train Wreck was coming and he managed to dodge it!

Jareth quickly gets back to his feet, disgruntled, as he turns around and is met with a Super Kick right to the jaw, dropping the big man down to the mat!

TB: Caliber! Caliber! Vulcher just hit the Caliber on Jareth and he may just pull off a surprising upset here!

Vulcher slumps down on top of Jareth as Wallace makes the count. One... Two... Thr-Kick out!

TB: Oh so close for The Vulcher there!

KK: Had Vulcher managed to hook the leg, he may have had Jareth there but, because he didn't, he allowed Jareth to power out of the pin.

Vulcher pushed himself up to his feet as he anxiously stalked behind his prey. Jareth shook the cobwebs out as he stumbled up to his feet and into Vulcher. Lifting Jareth up, Vulcher spun around and dropped Jareth right onto his back and quickly got back up to his feet, pointing towards a nearby turnbuckle.

TB: Vulcher with a Spinning Spinebuster on Jareth and now it looks like he wants to go top rope!

KK: Don't know how smart this is of Vulcher, he's not exactly known for his high-risk moves but it may be his only chance of putting away Jareth here.

TB: I agree, definetly a desperation move here by Vulcher.

Vulcher steps out onto the apron and climbs up to the top of the turnbuckle as the fans rise out of their seat in anticipation. Vulcher balances himself up on the top rope and looks down at his prey with his arms held out to the side.

KK: Vulcher's going to fly!

Vulcher leaps off and comes crashing down onto Jareth's chest as he drives the air out of both himself and his opponent!

TB: A Body Splash from the Top Rope by the Vulcher and he is pulling out all the stops here tonight!

Vulcher drapes an arm over Jareth as Wallace gets down and makes the count once more. One... Two... Thr-Kick out!

TB: Again! Again! Jareth kicked out again! The high risk move by Vulcher did not pay off!

KK: I think Vulcher might be in trouble now Trent.

Vulcher grabbed at his head in frustration as he got up and questioned Wallace's count. But Wallace shook his head and still held up two fingers as Vulcher responded by giving Wallace a finger of his own, the middle finger.

TB: Well Vulcher not too happy with the referee right now but you have to believe he's just frustrated that he hasn't been able to put away Jareth in this match up.

Vulcher turned his attention back to Jareth and stalked behind him as Jareth pushed himself up once more. Turning to face Vulcher, he received a kick to the gut, doubling the big man over. Vulcher pulled Jareth's head in-between his legs and hooked his arms behind his back.

TB: Vulcher has had enough! He wants to end this one with the King's Cross!

Realizing he was in trouble, Jareth powered out of the move, lifting Vulcher up and flipping him over him with a Back Body Drop!

TB: Counter! Counter! Jareth powered out of the King's Cross!

Vulcher stumbled up to his feet, disoriented as he was unable to believe that Jareth countered his finisher. Confused, Vulcher stumbled right into Jareth who trapped him in a Cobra Clutch!

TB: Eviction Notice! Eviction Notice! Jareth has the Eviction Notice locked in on Vulcher!

Vulcher flailed his legs frantically as he tried to pull himself over to the ropes but Jareth had his feet planted and he wasn't budging one bit. Using his free arm, Vulcher pulled Wallace into him as he snuck his leg up between Jareth's legs and hit a Low Blow, breaking the submission hold.

TB: Oh! Low Blow by Vulcher and he just dodged a bullet right there!

Vulcher pushed Wallace away as Cunningham stood there, confused as to what that was all about. Vulcher turned around to see Jareth doubled over and shoved Jareth's head in-between his legs. Hooking Jareth's arms behind his back, Vulcher leaped up into the air and drove Jareth's face right into the mat with a Double Underhook Facebuster!

TB: King's Cross! King's Cross! Vulcher hits the King's Cross and we may have a major upset here!

Vulcher hooked the leg as Wallace got down and made the count. One... Two... Three! Wallace ordered the bell be rung as Vulcher rolled off of Jareth and lay on his back, his arms raised up in the air in victory.

TB: Vulcher just beat the monster of a man, Jareth, in a highly contested match!

KK: Not only that, but by beating Jareth... he's ended Jareth's unbeaten streak while, at the same time, has extended his!

"Nobody's Listening" by Linkin Park hit the loud speakers as Vulcher rolled out of the ring. Tired from the match, Vulcher walked up the rampway with his head lowered as Jareth lay in the ring, holding his head as he tried to shake off the effects of the King's Cross.

TB: A great match by two up-and-coming superstars here in the HWA and you're looking at the future here ladies and gentlemen!

KK: No doubt we'll see these two men duke it out sometime in the near future Trent.

(We see Conner walking in the backstage area with his tag team title over his shoulder and he stops at the concession table to get some coffee. As he pours his cup of coffee he gets smacked in the back of the head with Mr. Bear and he falls to the floor and Mental Mark continues to lay seriously heavy punches into Conner’s face.)

M²: You stupid son of a bitch. You won’t beat me again. I won’t let it happen. I’M BETTER THAN YOU!!!!! I’M BETTER THAN YOU!!!!!!!

(Mark grabs Conner by his ears and starts slamming his head into the hard concrete floor repeatedly.)

M²: DIE!!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!

(Then Mark grabs Mr. Bear and Mrs. Bear and stats smashing both bears into Conner’s face. Mark then gets up and puts Conner and a dragon sleeper. As he puts Conner in the dragon sleeper Brian Carter walks up.)

BC: Mark what the hell are you doing?

M²: I’m trying to break Conner’s neck.

(Brian looks back)

BC: Cycho, Alcaho come over here and help me get Mark off of Conner before he kills him.

(Cycho and Alcaho run over and help Brian pull Mark off of Conner and start to pull him back as he screams.)

M²: LET ME GO!!!!!! I WANT TO KILL HIM!!!!!! HE’LL NEVER BEAT ME AGAIN!!!!!! NEVER!!!!!! I’M BETTER THAN HIM!!!!!!! YOU HEAR THAT CONNER?!?!?! I’M BETTER THAN YOU!!!!!!!

(Mark breaks free of the three holding him back and he runs back to Conner and starts to lay right hooks into Conner’s temple.)

M²: DIE YOU LOSER!!!!!!

(Cycho, Alcaho, and Brian all grab Mark again and drag him off as he screams and Conner lays motionless on the ground then we see Brian walk back over to Conner and kick him in the head.)

BC: Dumb ass.

(Brian walks off.)

KK: Oh my gosh, did you see that! I think Conner is dead!

TB: Well if he isn't Keith, he may be tonight when he faces off against Anubis and Mental Mark.

KK: I don't even know if he will be able to make it to that match after what we just witnessed!

TB: Well, none-the-less, coming up next... we hear from "Your Hero" Michael Diamond in a very special interview.

*Commercial Break*

TB: Welcome back folks as we've already had an explosive night tonight, just one week away from HWA: Redemption. But right now, we'd like to take you back to last week's SNS in Cleveland, Ohio where we witnessed a brutal World Championship match between the challenger, Morgoth, and the Champion, Michael Diamond.

The HWATron sparks to life as we see closing moments of the blood battle. Both men get back to their feet. Morgoth charges Diamond, but Diamond is ready and sends out a high side kick. Morgoth, however, is ready and dodges, and Diamond accidentally kicks the ref. Diamond sees this action, and bends down to check on the ref, trying to wake him. He is suddenly met with a chair from behind my Morgoth, however.

TB: What’s this?! Morgoth using a chair?!

KK: He said he wasn’t going to hold anything back, Trent!

TB: But they’ve saved each other hundreds of times! This is just wrong!

Diamond falls on top of the ref as the crowd boos Morgoth’s actions. Morgoth sets up the chair and stands it in the ring. He then pulls up Diamond to his hands and feet, grabs him by the hair, and slams his face into the chair’s seat!

TB: Oh my God! Michael’s face connects with the chair! That’s gotta hurt!

KK: And not only hurt, who knows who all could have sat in that chair beforehand! Gross!

Morgoth pulls Diamond’s face back and slams it into the chair a few more times, leaving Diamond’s face a bloody mess. Morgoth goes and gets another chair, and stabs it into the back of Diamond a few times, in various places along his back, and then some more onto the back of his neck. Morgoth’s eyes suddenly light up as an idea comes to him. He lifts up the now unmoving Diamond to his feet and wraps his hand about his neck.

TB: Oh no…could it be…

KK: The Goth!

Morgoth lifts up Diamond by his throat, and then turns and pulls Diamond into a reverse DDT on the way down, nailing The Goth onto the open steel chair.

TB: OH MY GOD! Diamond’s head and neck just landed straight on to that chair!

KK: That’s gotta be a killer… literally.

The HWATron fizzles out as we see Trent Brown and Keith Kincaid sitting at their announce table, the fans booing once more the actions of Morgoth.

TB: Though Diamond would later go on to win the match and retain the title, the damage had been done.

KK: You got that right Trent, I couldn't believe that Diamond actually managed to kick out of that heinous move. And then, to go on and actually win the match... that was just amazing.

TB: Well it has been said that Diamond may be the best superstar the HWA has ever had and, after what I saw last week, I may have to agree with that statement. Joining us now from his home in Hartford, Connecticut... via satelite, is "Your Hero" Michael Diamond!

The HWATron comes back on as the fans cheer loudly for the most popular superstar in the HWA. Michael Diamond has seen better days as his eye is swollen and black and he has a bandage on his forehead where stitches were needed to close up a cut he had sustained. But the most notable injury has to be his neck where he bears a neck brace. Diamond struggles through the pain to force out a million-dollar smile as the fans begin to chant his name.

TB: Thank you for joining us here tonight Michael.

Michael Diamond: Thank you for allowing me this time to speak to my Diamondbacks in Rosemont, Illinois and all around the world.

The fans cheer loudly at the mention of their hometown.

TB: Well, I've been told that you have something you'd like to say so I'm just going to turn the floor over to you.

Michael Diamond: Thank you Trent. Yes, I do have something to say...

Michael is cut off by the fans as they, once again, start to chant his name. He patiently waits for the chants to die down as he struggles against the pain.

Michael Diamond: As I was saying, I do have something important to say and, unfortuately, it's not very good news. As you all can see, I am not in Rosemont, Illinois... standing in the ring before you all. Rather, I am cooped up here in my mansion in Hartford, Connecticut, recovering from my injuries sustained last week on Survival and I apologize to all my Diamondbacks in Rosemont who were looking forward to seeing "Your Hero" in person. Believe me, had the doctors not been against my traveling, I would be there tonight doing what I love to do... entertaining all of you.

Michael pauses for a moment, looking away from the camera as he tries to think of just the right words to say.

Michael Diamond: Last Sunday night, I made a mistake... I turned my back on my opponent and, rightfully so, Morgoth took advantage of the situation. Therefore, I want it to be known that I hold no grudge nor do I harbor any harsh feelings towards him. However, I do regret to inform him and all of you that I will not be participating in the World Championship match this Sunday at Redemption.

The fans boo loudly as Michael lowers his head as he, too, is disappointed.

Michael Diamond: You see, Morgoth got caught up in the moment and, I think everyone will agree with me on this, he went a bit too far. As a result, I suffered a severe fracture to my neck and, immediatly following the match, was rushed off to a local hospital where they performed emergency surgery. The good news is that it's not a career-ending injury... the bad news is that, given the severity of the injury, the doctors don't know when exactly it will be 100%. So you see, there's no real telling when "Your Hero" will be back in action.

The fans booed again as chants of "Diamond" began to rise up from the crowd once more, some showing their support for "Your Hero."

Michael Diamond: With that said, I'd like to officially announce to all my fans and the HWA Superstars that...

Suddenly, "Remedy" by Cold hits the loud speakers, cutting off Michael Diamond. The fans boo, believing this is some show of disrespect as Sett walks out from behind the curtain. Their boos only grow when they see that Sett has the HWA World Championship over his shoulder.

TB: What is this!?

KK: Is Sett the new HWA World Champion!?

TB: What are you talking about Keith!? Michael Diamond's the HWA World Champion!

KK: Doesn't look like that to me Trent!

Sett quickly hurries down the rampway and gets into the ring. Snatching the mic from Erin Wallace, Sett turns and faces the HWATron as his music cuts off.

Sett: I mean no disrespect coming out here Michael Diamond and I know that I scheduled this time on the show strictly for you but I think that the HWA fans need to hear this from the me, the HWA President.

Michael shrugs his shoulders, motioning for Sett to continue.

Sett: You see, I visited Michael Diamond this past week in the hospital. Now, anyone who knows me knows that I have nothing but the ut-most respect for Michael. Over the years, we've had some of the finest moments in HWA history. This, however, is not one of those moments. See... due to medical reasons, Michael is unable to compete for the HWA. And because he is unable to compete, he is unable to defend the HWA World Championship. Now, officially, when a Champion is unable to defend his or her title... that title is made forfeit.

The fans boo again as Michael lowers his head while Sett shakes his, unable to believe that things had, indeed, come to this.

Sett: So it is with much regret that I hereby announce that the HWA World Championship is now vacated! That means that at Redemption, a mystery competitor, Morgoth, Fudge, and TCO will battle it out inside the Warzone match for the rights to capture the now-vacated HWA World Championship.

The fans boo again as Sett lowers his mic while Diamond raises his head and looks at Sett in the ring.

Michael Diamond: You and I talked about this Sett and, because of the condition I'm in, I agreed upon this. But for five long months, I was NEVER beaten for the HWA World Championship and for my title reign to end like this...

Michael lowers his head as he is unable to believe that this is how it ends.

Michael Diamond: I WILL be back Sett, you can count on it. And when "Your Hero" returns, I'll be taking back what is still rightfully mine... the HWA World Championship!

"Points of Authority (Remix)" hits the loud speakers as a determined look comes across Michael's face while a smirk comes across Sett's face.

*Commercial Break*

The HWATron lights up as we see President Sett walking down the halls, the HWA World Championship title still up on his shoulder. From behind Sett comes Commissioner Wolfe as the Commissioner runs after Sett.

Tristan Wolfe: Sett! Sett! Wait up laddie!

Sett comes to a halt and turns around as Tristan runs up to him.

Sett: Can I help you with something Tristan?

Tristan Wolfe: Indeed you can lad, I just had THE best idea for Redemption.

Sett: Oh?

Tristan Wolfe: What would ye say to Syren vs. Abrianna?

Sett: You want Syren to take on Abrianna in a match?

Tristan Wolfe: Not just a match laddie, a Bra and Panties match!

The fans exploded into cheers at this announcement as a smirk came across Sett's face.

Sett: And you think the fans want to see this?

Tristan Wolfe: Who? Oh... right, the fans! Well, yeah, who wouldn't want to see that match!?

Sett: And I suppose you want to be the special guest referee for that match, huh?

Tristan Wolfe: Ya know, I hadn't even thought about that! Thanks a lot lad, that's a great idea! Hmph... and they said we'd never make a good team!

Tristan walks off with a big smile on his face as Sett just shakes his head and continues on his way while the HWATron fades out.

TB: Well it looks like we're all in for a treat at Redemption, Keith!

KK: Bra and Panties! Bra and Panties!

MENTAL MARK/ANUBIS VS. KEVIN CONNER/C4

The crowd in the arena continue to talk amongst themselves until the music of "Chop Suey" by System of a Down hits and the arena jumps in shock at the sudden loudness of the entrance theme. Never before recognized by this entrance theme the audience stares blank at the stage as none other than Jake Anthony appears on stage wearing really baggy black pants, with black boots and a tank-top referee shirt. He is a rather large built man and has long curly hair. The audience gives a silent reaction as his music cuts all of a sudden. The only sound throughout the whole arena is Jake yelling aimlessly coming down the ramp. The audience stares expressionlessly at the special guest referee.

KK: Who is this guy?

TB: He is Jake Anthony by God!

Jake gets in the ring and stands in front of completely silent crowd. He looks around for a moment and realizes this is his one and only chance to show if he is a face…or a heel.

Jake: Uhmmm Rosemont, Illinois!...You make me horny!

The arena erupts into applauds and cheers. As Jake puts his hands on his waists and gives a really smug look. Ahhh yes Jake loves taking in the warmth of the crowd from...cheap...pops.

As the crowd dies down awaiting the next match, the lights in the arena go out, leaving the arena in pure darkness. A fog lifts from the stage as a blue lighting illuminates the stage. When the music of "With You (Remix)" by Linkin Park plays over the PA as the arena stands to their feet and cheers wildly. Two shadowy figures step out onto the stage and raise their hands in unison as they walk in front of the fog being recognized as Mental Mark and Anubis whom holds the International Title over his shoulder.

TB: This is going to be a good match up tonight. You have two men on that are in feud with Kevin Conner. One those two is the current HWA International Champion.

KK: Ahhh Anubis is nothing compared to Kevin Conner. Come Redemption Anubis won’t have to gloat with that belt anymore. A true and worthy champion can hold it.

As the fans cheer for Mental Mark and Anubis, Jake stands in the ring pacing himself back and forth.

TB: What do you think Jake is doing?

KK: Probably plotting a horrible plan to screw Kevin and C4 over tonight.

TB: You sicken me.

As Anubis and Mental Mark get in the ring, Mental Mark gets on the turnbuckles and takes in the cheers, while Anubis converses with Jake as they await their opponents.

Suddenly "King of my World" by Saliva hits and show of approval towards Anubis and Mark turn into a disgust of booing. Kevin Conner and C4 stand on the stage, taking in the shower of disapproval.

TB: These guys feed off the booing.

KK: These Rosemont fans are so stupid. They only make Kevin and C4 stronger! They hate Anubis and Mark, in which they should.

TB: You still sicken me.

As Kevin Conner and C4 come down the ramp Anubis speaks with Mark in the ring. C4 slides in first and Mark goes to work on him stomping on his back. Conner waits on the outside for a moment glaring at Anubis. Anubis gets to the outside of the ropes and takes his position, while Conner walks around the ring to his corner. Mark and C4 are in the ring as Jake calls for the bell.

TB: Here we go. This should be great.

Mark whips C4 into the ropes and attempts a clothesline, but C4 ducks under it. C4 bounces off the ropes to come back with a flying forearm and nails it. Mark goes to the mat face first. C4 stands up and jumps off the ropes to land a flipping splash, but Mark rolls out of the way. Mark gets to his feet and hoists C4 up as well into a vertical suplex. He then falls forward, gutrenching C4 over the ropes.

KK: Ohhh nice move by Mark!

Mark then looks at how C4 is positioned. He is hunched over the rope to where his body extends out from it. Mark looks out into the arena and gets a shower of cheers. Mark goes up to the top rope and quickly leaps off with a leg drop, hitting the back of C4’s neck, flipping him forward.

TB: Wow nice moves by Mental Mark.

Mental Mark slowly gets up from that move and looks at the crippled C4. Mark picks C4 up and whips him into the corner where Anubis is. Anubis grabs hold of him as Mark gets to the other side of the ring. Mark is about to charge at C4 with a spear, but Conner gets to the top rope and nails a missile drop kick from behind.

TB: Conner can’t interfere!

KK: Sure he can! I mean…we have Jake as the referee…Anything can happen in this match.

Jake looks over at Conner who has an innocent expression. Jake gives a shrug and looks back over at Anubis who still holds C4. Anubis just smiles as he pulls C4 to the outside of the ring. He picks C4 up and nails the Outsider on C4 to the outside of the ring. Anubis turns back to Conner and gives a cocky smile. Conner gives a hateful look back as C4 lay prone on the outside of the ring. Mark slowly gets to his feet and looks around as to what happened. Mark gets up and looks over at Conner. Mark charges towards Conner and leaps up over the turnbuckle, hitting Conner with a flying spear.

TB: WHOA! LOOK AT HIM FLY!

Conner and Mark fall backwards to the mat. Conner gets back up first and gives Mark several punches to the face making him stumble backwards. Conner charges at Mark, sending him over the guard railing. C4 finally starts to get back up and Anubis looks down on him. Anubis hops down and rolls C4 back in the ring. Anubis gets in the ring as well and Jake looks at Anubis. Anubis walks over to Jake and tells him something. Jake gives a nod and walks to the apron of the mat. Anubis picks C4 up over his shoulders and delivers a DDT to C4, landing on his back. Jake goes to the top rope and raises his fists in the air as the crowd cheers for him. Jake then leaps off the top rope landing a gainer onto C4. Jake kips up to his feet and greets Anubis with a high five.

KK: Now this is unfair!

TB: I thought you said anything can happen in this match!

KK: It can…Just not this!

Conner looks back in the ring as to what just happened and starts to leave as he realizes that he is outnumbered it seems. As Conner walks back up the ramp he gets jumped from behind by Brian Carter, Marks tag team partner. The crowd gives an approval to Brian’s actions as he throws Conner back in the ring. Conner turns around curses at Brian. As Conner turns back around the crowd goes wild as Anubis stands in front of Conner. Conner gives a scared look at first, but then puts a determined look on his face. Conner charges at Anubis and spears Anubis to the mat. As Anubis gets speared and falls backwards, he plants a DDT on Conner. Conner clenches his head while Anubis gets back up holding his gut. Anubis kicks Conner in the back several times and then lifts Conner up to his feet. Anubis whips Conner into the ropes and as he comes back Anubis attempts a standing sidekick, but Conner catches it amazingly. Conner throws Anubis’ leg up, but Anubis counters with a back flip, plus while flipping backwards using his other leg Anubis kicks Conner right in the chin.

TB: Good show of athleticism by Anubis.

The stunned Conner stumbles backwards as Anubis charges at him with a clothesline. Conner flips backwards to the outside of the ring. Jake starts the ten count.

KK: Who is the legal man here! We have to regain some control in this match!

While on the outside of the ring, Mark finally gets back up and meets a unsuspecting Conner. Conner turns around and gets a hard right to the face. Conner stumbles backwards and Conner delivers another…and another. Conner stands in front of the steel steps and Mark hooks his arm around Conner’s neck for a diamond cutter.

TB: He won’t!

Mark runs and leaps over the steel steps with Conner still positioned in the diamond cutter.

KK: He would!

Mark nails Conner’s face onto the steel steps as Mark flies onto the mat. Conner falls backwards to the mat as a slight trickle of blood excretes from his skull. Mark slides back into the ring, as he is the legal man. Anubis is back out on the apron in his corner and Mark notices the unconscious C4 on the mat. Mark makes the cover on C4, while Jake counts. 1…2…NO! Kick out by C4.

TB: Man C4 is not going down without a fight is he?

KK: He is strong trooper. Taking an Outsider by Anubis and a gainer by Jake and still finds enough in him to kick out.

Mark picks C4 up and whips him into the ropes. Mark bends over to flip him over, but C4 plants a DDT on Mark instead. C4 finds new life and jumps on the back of Mark, putting a neck lock on him. Jake checks to see if he is going to tap, but Mark gets his foot on the ropes. Conner reaches his corner and waits for the tag. C4 gets up and falls forward hitting Conner with a tag. Conner leaps into the ring pissed and nails a baseball slide to Mark in the face. Conner lifts Mark up to his feet and whips him into the corner. Conner runs and nails a splash onto Mark. Conner follows up with shoulder thrusts to his gut five times, then takes him up top.

KK: Conner is on a roll…He is pissed!

Conner picks Mark up onto his shoulders and nails a top rope DVD. Conner makes the cover as Jake gets down and makes a fast count 1..2..Thr…NO!

TB: Whoa…what is Jake doing!

KK: Perhaps he is siding with Conner and C4?

Conner looks up at Jake with a surprised look. Conner shakes his head as he lifts Mark back up. He tags C4 back in and together the two start nailing Mark with hard punches, making him stumble back and forth. Finally C4 kicks Mark in the gut and plants a piledriver. C4 slaps the fallen Mark in the face several times, taunting him. C4 then picks Mark up over his throws him in front of Anubis, who is extending his hand out to him. C4 and Conner watch as the desperate Mark inches closer to Anubis. Their hands are almost in tag reach…one foot…six inches…two inches…NO C4 pulls Mark back to the middle of the mat, but Mark recovers some energy. C4 holds onto his leg and Mark leaps up his other leg, nailing a devastating inziguri kick to C4’s face.

TB: Good God! That was one hell of a hit!

C4 falls to the mat as Mark looks up at Anubis. Mark starts his long crawl to Anubis to make the tag. The crowd gets behind Mark and cheer him on. The momentum picks up for Mark as he notices C4 getting back to his feet. C4 starts to run towards Mark to drag him away, but Mark leaps out to Anubis and makes the tag. The crowd goes nuts as a frightened C4 stumbles backwards. C4 falls backwards looking for a tag, but when C4 turns around there is no Conner to be found.

KK: What the! Where the hell did Conner go?

C4 looks around in every direction hoping to find his partner. Jake lets out a laugh at the incident and watches as Anubis charges at C4 with a flying front drop kick. C4 bounces into the turnbuckles and Anubis follows up pulling him to the top rope. Anubis puts C4 in the Outsider position. Anubis lifts his hands in the air and picks C4 up for a powerbomb. Anubis falls backwards and nails the Outsider. Anubis makes the cover on C4 and Jake counts normal for Anubis. 1…2…Thre…Break up! Conner returns from outside the ring holding a steel chair this time. Anubis clenches his back from the hit and nails Anubis in the back again. Jake looks disgusted by this act, but lets it go. Conner sets the chair up in the middle of the ring and picks Anubis up. Conner brings Anubis over to the chair and sets Anubis up for the Soul Searcher. Just before he lands it onto the chair, Jake kicks the chair out of the way and lands a normal Soul Searcher instead. Conner gets back up from the move and gets in Jake’s face. Jake punches Conner in the face, knocking him backwards to the ground. Conner gets back up to his feet and starts to walk towards Jake, but Jake kicks Conner in the gut and spins Conner upside down, hitting a tombstone onto Conner.

TB: This match lacks order! There is never going to be a winner.

KK: Anubis is down, Conner is down, C4 is still down…Mark is the only remaining one. Anubis and C4 are the legal men.

Jake goes to the corner and squats against the turnbuckle waiting for the next move by anybody. C4 and Conner both start to gain consciousness as Anubis climbs to his feet using the ropes. Soon all three are up and the crowd is chanting the name "Anubis". Anubis turns around and watches both Conner and C4 gain up on Anubis. Anubis bounces back off the ropes and flies at Conner and C4 with a double clothesline, making both the men flip from the hit.

TB: Excellent move by Anubis.

Anubis pulls both men to their feet and delivers a DDT to both of them. Anubis then gets the chair that Conner hit him with and lays it down. Anubis picks C4 up first and nails a piledriver onto the chair. C4 gets knocked out cold from the move. Anubis walks over and notices Mark back up on the apron. Anubis tags him in to make the count. Mark gets to the top rope and calls for the Mind Bender. Mark leaps off the top rope and nails it straight onto C4, following it with a cover. Jake gets down and makes the count. 1…2…3! The crowd gets to their feet and cheer for them, but Anubis is not done yet. Anubis picks up Conner and calls for Mark. Together the two combine their finishing moves. Anubis picks Conner up for the Outsider and throws him down, while at the same time Mark nails the second half of his Straight Jacket straight onto the chair. C4 and Conner both lay motionless as Mark and Anubis shake hands as they come out victorious. Mark heads off to the back and meet with his tag partner Brian, but Anubis stays in the ring and grabs a microphone.

Anubis: Now you are all wondering why I chose Jake to referee in my match tonight. You thought that I had placed him in this match to help me win…On the contrary it was the other way around. You see if you realized he combined a bit of fairness with cheapness. He counted quickly on the cover that Conner made and a normal count every time Mark or I made. Reason behind it is…A normal referee would have called for the bell…I knew that this match could not have taken place without it getting out of hand. I told Jake to let anything go, but give Conner and C4 somewhat an edge. Why? I wanted to prove that I could beat you Conner even when you were getting the upperhand. Consider it the add insult to injury treatment. Now it won’t be any different come Redemption. Except this time…no cheap tricks…a straight one on one match to determine who the better man is. However it will be the same predicament as now…You lay beaten before me as I stand over you still grasping the International Title over my head. See you at Redemption.

Anubis drops the mic and gets cheers from the crowd as his music hits. Anubis stands in the ring for a bit and takes in the glory. After he leaves, Sett walks down to the ring. As Anubis passes, Sett nods and smirks at him, which is returned by Anubis. Sett climbs into the ring and addresses Jake.

Sett: Alright, Jake, that was a good job in the referee position. How would you like to do some more referee jobs in the future, eh?

Jake nods, seeming intrigued.

Sett: Well then, I’ll get back to you on it sometime. We’ll keep in touch, a’ight?

Jake nods again and walks off, with Sett following soon after.

*Commercial Break*

MORGOTH VS. TCO

Ring Announcer: And now, we have our MAIN EVENT! This match will be pitting Morgoth against TCO! Our first, opponent, standing at 6 foot 7, weighing in at -

The ring announcer is suddenly cut off by “King of My World” by Saliva blasting over the loudspeakers. The fans boo, knowing already that Conner is coming. And so he does. Conner and Alex Mysterio appear to the stage and walk down to the ring, just smirking under the heavy boos they are receiving. TB: What the hell is this?! What are Conner and Mysterio doing here?

Conner requests a mic, and is handed one. He raises it to his mouth and speaks.

Conner: I’m sure you all wanted to see Morgoth take on TCO tonight, right?

The crowd cheers at the mention of the two heavy faces.

Conner: Well guess what guys, TOO DAMN BAD! Because tonight, we, Infamous, have decided that we are going to issue a challenge! Just to prove to you that we are the best, we’re gonna have a little impromptu matchup right here and now! Anyone who thinks they can take Infamous, just bring the shit!

Suddenly, Morgoth and TCO sprint down to the ring. Mysterio and Conner see this and ready themselves. As the two men slide into the ring, Conner and Mysterio start stomping down on them, but Morgoth and TCO have too much of a head of steam going, and force their ways up. The two start laying punches into Conner and Mysterio, until Morgoth reaches back and nails a huge haymaker to Conner, sending him to the ground. Meanwhile, Alex Mysterio manages to throw a punch at TCO, but TCO ducks, punches Mysterio in the gut, and then hits Tha Aftermath on him. The crowd pops for the two men, but suddenly C4 slides in from out of nowhere and clotheslines TCO, dropping him instantly. Morgoth turns but is met with two hard left punches followed by a stiff right, knocking him to the ground as well. By this time, Conner and Mysterio get up and start to stomp down on TCO and Morgoth. The crowd boos until “With You (Reanimation Remix)” blasts over the stereo system. The crowd pops wildly for Anubis, and C4, Conner, and Mysterio look up to the arena to wait for Anubis. Anubis, however, suddenly is seen behind them, standing on the apron with a chair in hand. Anubis hops up onto the ropes and springboards off, flying through the air and nailing C4 with a huge chair shot. C4 drops like a stone.

TB: Holy God, this is heating up quick!

KK: What will become of this?!

Conner and Mysterio, surprised, turn to Anubis, but Anubis clocks Mysterio with the chair, sending him down as well. Anubis then turns to face Conner, who stops and stares at Anubis. Anubis shakes his head, staring down Conner, and throws the chair away. The two charge each other and start to battle it out. Before too long, though, C4 gets up and hammers Anubis over the back.

TB: Good my God, this C4 is amazingly tough! That was a helluva chair shot by Anubis and C4 is already on his feet again!

The two start to beat down on Anubis, until “Remedy” by Cold hits the speakers. The crowd’s pops become even more crazed as Sett runs down to the ring, chain in hand, followed by Jake Anthony, out of his ref shirt and into a tight-fitting black tank top. Upon sight of Sett with the chain, both Conner and C4 beat a hasty retreat to the other side of the ring and stare up at Sett. Sett stares them down a while, then pulls a mic out of his back pocket and speaks.

Sett: Two on one fun odds, guys? What happens when the odds aren’t in your favor anymore? I might be president, and that puts me politically away from any and all parties, but it doesn’t mean I’m not gonna help out my friends, so if you guys wanna pull cheap shit on my friends, you WILL answer to me personally, you follow?

The crowd pops again at the blatant threat.

Sett: Anyway, if you guys wanna fight these guys…then why not do it on MY terms? Next week, at Redemption. Six men, three on three, Anubis, Morgoth, and TCO versus Kevin Conner, Alex Mystero, and C4!

The crowd cheers at the match.

Sett: And Jake, I told you about reffing earlier tonight, what do you say, wanna take this one?

Jake just smiles and snatches the mic from Sett.

Jake: It’d be my pleasure.

Sett: Great. I knew you’d be great here in HWA.

Sett smirks, and he and Jake knock fists as Sett wakes up Anubis and Jake checks on Morgoth and TCO as the show ends.