Anarchy - April 17th, 2018

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Fireworks explode into the air along the entrance stage and down the rampway. The Extreme-Tron comes to life as well showcasing a montage of the Anarchists of Anarchy in in-ring action to the tune of the official theme song of Anarchy.

Rose: Welcome everyone to Saturday Night Anarchy!

The camera finally lands on the commentating table near ringside where Alexander Corvis and Rose are seated.

Alexander Corvis: We are live from the Siegel Center in Richmond, Virginia! It’s said that Virginia is for lovers but tonight Virginia is for EHWF wrestling!

Rose: And do we ever have some wrestling...Anarchy style!

Alexander Corvis: First up we have---

"Oliver Black."

The Richmond crowd looked around in complete disarray as the voBlack called out for the EHWF World Heavyweight Champion and Black Asylum's golden son, Oliver Black.

"Did you think you could run from me? Did you actually believe you could dodge this bullet? You're a fool if you thought this War between the two of us was over. Unfortunately for you, it's only getting started"

The Extreme-Tron would light up with life and to the surprise of many around the world, the man behind the voice wasted little time in revealing his identity. The Sovereign King, William James Ryder, was seen staring a venomous hole through the opposite side of the screen from his private office which was located in the basement of his multi-million dollar lake house home in Eagle Lake, Pennsylvania. The disgruntled formed inaugural EHWF Heavyweight Champion was seen sitting behind his six-foot long charcoal black office desk. Behind him a matching sealed glass cased bookshelf filled with old championships, trophies, and other accolades he captured throughout the years. The accolades he won throughout his career spoke volumes of the pure natural talent he possessed, but none of that mattered to him right now as his face painted a much darker picture. A picture filled with darkness and hatred towards the very man who decided to take it upon himself to fuck him over by his cowardly actions at Last Rites, forcing William out of action for the unseeable future and quite possibly for the rest of his life.

"I'll admit it. I'm very disappointed in you Oliver Black and it's not even over the fact you attacked me from behind in order to keep that World Championship stitched to your should for a little bit longer. I actually applaud you for going beyond drastic measures to take out the man you want nothing to do with when it comes to that strap. Haven't you heard the phrase You shouldn't try to hunt what you can't kill? You can't kill me, Oliver. All you can do is bide yourself a little more time to soak in all the glory as Anarchy's tainted toilet paper World Champion before it all comes crashing down at the hands of the King."

The hostile crowd began to chant the phrase "Ryder's gonna kill you" in reference to Oliver Black. The chant continued on but the impatient King was on a very precise time schedule and promised Joshua all he needed was five minutes to say his voice be heard on live television.

"I want you to know that I'm watching you closer than ever, Oliver Black. I suggest you have eyes in the back of your head and surround yourself with people you can trust in keeping you safe. I want you checking every dark corner, closet, and even the bed inside your the bedroom of your home in London. Your father once told me to keep my friends close and my enemies closer."

His face slowly began to shape into something more sinister and filled with a passionate hate towards the man who will soon regret his decision to screw over the King.

"Who knew that a fathers advice would ultimately lead to the demise of his son? I'll see you soon, Oliver Black."

The Extreme-Tron faded to black as the Siegel Center murmured.

Rose: Big bad Bill Ryder….

Alexander Corvis: Still not one of your favorite people, Rose?

Rose: No comment. Let’s get on with Anarchy.

Patricia Downs: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

The arena fades to almost complete darkness as lightning flashes on the video wall. Thunderclaps are heard as all the devils toys by deathstars begins to play throughout the arena. Lightning continues to flash on the video wall as a cemetery is panned through. The stage erupts in flames as Red Dragon rises to the stage from below. Around his waist is the SAW heavyweight title and on his right, should is the PWI heavyweight title. Scanning the crowd he grins and begins a slow walk towards the ring as a blood red spotlight is on him. Once at ringside he slides under the bottom rope and rolls up to his feet as a Pentagram appears in the middle of the ring. Fire erupts from all four corner post as he takes the titles off putting them in the corner before leaning against the ropes with the bloody femur in his hands waiting on his opponent.

Patricia Downs: Introducing first weighing in at two hundred and thirty-seven pounds and standing at a height of six foot two inches...he hails from Parts Unknown….representing the Black Asylum….he is the Minister of Evil….Red Dragon!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: Red Dragon is impressive and I don't want to take anything away from him…

Rose: But you just get the feeling that Brooklyn is going to rip him apart, don't you?

The arena lights fainting to the pulse of the opening chord, and the on-stage explosion of pyrotechnics preluded the arrival of The Red Haired Menace -- ambling through the cloud of smolder in military-inspired garb - a link of bullets carried over each shoulder, crossing at the make of his chest; multi-functional face mask; printed camouflage cargo pants, belted at the waist; and matching ankle-high combat boots.

"Climb into the ring,
For a battle that you can't win,
Swing as hard as you can swing,
It will still mean nothing,"

His pace heightens to a trudge as he maneuvers down the ramp, his sights fixed, unwavering from the ring he'd clamber up; using the top rope for leverage, Brooklyn advances to the apron knee to boot, and enters the ring between the middle rope. His feet mark a trail to the nearest camera which he targets with his index and middle finger, imitating some form of hand gun, his thumb acting as the trigger which he locks back and snaps forward. His theme fading to the jeers of the public.

Patricia Downs: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and fifty-two pounds and standing at a height of six foot six inches….representing the Samson Family...he is the Red Haired Menace...Brooklyn!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: I would not want to be in the ring with Brooklyn right now.

Rose: I don't think that anyone EVER wants to be in the ring with Brooklyn, but...I agree with you tonight!

The referee looks at both men to make sure they are ready for the upcoming match. He then calls for the bell making match officially underway.

DING DING DING!!

Match #1: Red Dragon vs. Brooklyn

Brooklyn makes his way across the ring, focusing his attention on Dragon the entire time. Dragon decides to that he's going to try and aggressively get things started. He charges across the ring and immediately hits Brooklyn in the mouth with a forearm smash! Dragon follows it up with a second and then a third, each of the blows seeming as though they're having no effect on Brooklyn. Despite this, Dragon picks up speed and bounces off of the ropes. He leaps at Brooklyn in an effort to take him off of his feet. Unfortunately for him, Brooklyn seems to be ready for this--hitting Dragon in the mouth with a big boot that sends him crashing down to the mat! Dragon slowly tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Brooklyn hits him with a throat thrust that sends Dragon stumbling back to the nearest turnbuckle.

Alexander Corvis: This is about the start that we expected from Brooklyn in the beginning of this one!

Rose: When the guy decides that he's going to hurt someone...that's exactly what he does! Brooklyn is going to hit Red Dragon hard and fast and if Red Dragon wants to win this match...he'll need to survive…

Dragon hits the turnbuckle and seconds later Brooklyn comes charging in and tries to crush Dragon against it with a huge splash! Dragon just barely ducks out of the way, causing Brooklyn to hit the turnbuckle instead! Before Brooklyn can regain his footing, Dragon its Brooklyn with an enziguri! The impact of the kick sends Brooklyn stumbling around the ring. Dragon hurries over toward him, hitting the Samson Family member with a series of chops.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

Alexander Corvis: Red Dragon needs to find a way to get Brooklyn off of his feet if he has any hope of winning this match!

Rose: I know that he's capable of doing it, but whether or not he does is a different story entirely!

Dragon shakes his head and bounces off of the ropes to pick up speed once again. This time, he ducks underneath a clothesline attempt from Brooklyn. He bounces off of the ropes again, but before he can do anything, Brooklyn grabs Dragon and slams him down to the mat with a Brown-Bomb (powerbomb)! Brooklyn wastes no time and drags Dragon back up to his feet. He effortlessly hoists Dragon onto his shoulders and plants him on the mat with The Raging Inferno (fireman’s carry cutter)! Brooklyn casually hooks the leg and covers.

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Patricia Downs: The winner of this match...Brooklyn!!!

Alexander Corvis: Brooklyn didn't even try to torture his opponent like he normally does. He just effectively and efficiently went for the win.

Rose: He's rebuilt, redefined, and rededicated, Alexander!
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**Check local listings for broadcast**

Patricia Downs: The following contest is a tag team match and it is set for one fall!

Mercenary walks out, crossing his arms under his chin like crossbones. He then spreads his arms out wide into a crucifix stance. Making his way calmly and with purpose to ring he runs up the steel steps and turns, throwing a fist in the air to salute the crowd before he steps through the middle ropes and shadow boxes in the corner: Bobbing and weaving side to side as he throws punches and elbow strikes to get the blood flowing for the battle ahead.

Patricia Downs: Coming to the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds and standing at six feet three inches...he hails from Oakland, California….this is Mike Mercer….The Mercenary!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: Oh… my… God…

Rose: That look…

Alexander Corvis: Not good…

Rose: At all…

Music hits and smoke swirls at the top of the ramp. A spotlight hits center stage and Leather Cordowan is led out by two orderlies. She is dressed in a black straitjacket, her head tilted to the side with a million mile stare on her face. The orderlies undo the straps of the jacket and she begins to stumble towards the ring in a drugged up haze. She pauses halfway down and throws off the loose straitjacket. Underneath she is dressed in black leather: yoga pants, thigh high boots, s&m belt, black or grey tank top and leather jacket with studded arm bands and a spiked dog collar. Her drugged addled haze disappears and she stalks the rest of the way to the ring "stone cold" style with lots of attitude, talking to herself and the fans to get herself pumped up. She slides under the bottom rope and goes up on the turnbuckle doing the "heavy metal" hand gesture to the fans. She repeats this on the other side of the ring before throwing off the jacket and collar, getting ready for the fight.

Patricia Downs: And his tag team partner, standing at six feet even...making her in-ring wrestling debut...this is “Lethal” Leather Cordowan!!!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: These two are a very formidable looking team standing next to each other!

Rose: They definitely do, Alexander!

With Mama Said Knock You Out playing in the background Jessie walks out onto the stage and starts to bounce around trying to get loose. She waited for a few moments before she walked down and slaps hands with a few fans as she does this before she stops at the steps slapping the top of them before getting in the ring. She then get in and bounces around then if she is out on her own look at the enterance waiting for her opponents or if others are in the ring she looks on at them.

Patricia Downs: Introducing next, weighing in at one hundred and forty-eight pounds and standing at a height of five feet ten inches...hailing from Iowa City, Iowa...she is the Hawkeye Warrior...Jessie Roberts!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: The ex-Showtime Champion is ready for war tonight!

Rose: She better be because you know her partner is!

The lights dim as the music “Waking Lions” by Evil Pop penetrates that atmosphere. Blue strobes flutter around the arena, as the dark haired diva, Brianna Brookes takes her place on top of the platform, the showtime title draped over her left shoulder. She makes her way down the ramp, pausing halfway down, before running and entering the ring in a baseball slide fashion. She stands up and ignores the hoots and hollers from the crowd as she stands in the center of the ring and hoists her title in the air. After a moment she lowers the title and hands it to the ref before she turns around, and faces her opponent.

Patricia Downs: Her tag team partner, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-three pounds and standing at five foot five inches….hailing from Melbourne, Australia...she is the current, reigning Showtime Champion….Brianna Brookes!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: This young woman has already competed tonight in a tag team match with Joanna Rissi over on Mayhem.

Rose: I can only imagine the toll of that match will have on Brianna in this match.

DING DING DING!!

Match #2: Brianna Brookes and Jessie Roberts vs. The Mercenary and Leather Cordowan

Leather steps out into her team’s corner in order to lean in and motioning frantically at their opponents, gibbering away in her partner’s ear. Unmoved, Mercenary keeps his gaze focused on Brianna and Jessie as the two women huddle in the corner.

Rose: Here we go!

Brianna runs out of their corner and launches herself at Mercenary with a flying crossbody. Mercenary catches her and tosses her aside with ease. Jessie runs in looking for a lariat. Mercenary catches her by the face and throws her backward. Leather claps and cheers from the corner. Brianna gets back to her feet, jumps onto the ropes, and springboards into a dropkick to the back. Mercenary staggers forward a step and Leather starts going crazy in their corner. Jessie hits a rising clothesline that hits Mercenary in the midsection and Brianna comes through with a spinning heel kick to the back of the big man’s head, knocking him to the mat. Jessie moves in and drops a big elbow as Brianna runs to the ropes, rebounds off, and comes in with a legdrop to the back of the head. Jessie rolls Mercenary over and both she and Brianna cover.

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Mercenary KICKS OUT!!!

Alexander Corvis: Excellent show of teamwork by Roberts and Brookes!

Rose: Talk about girl power!

Both women go flying off as Mercenary starts to his feet. Brianna leaps at the man and eats an elbow. Jessie drills the big man with a forearm shot and then looks for a quick clothesline but Mercenary gets his hands up to block it. Leather continues to clap from the corner. Mercenary looks to throw Jessie again only for Brianna to dive in and clip the big man’s left knee. Mercenary staggers and Jessie hits a reverse STO. Once again, Leather starts going crazy as both Brianna and Jessie cover.

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Mercenary KICKS OUT!!!

Alexander Corvis: I can’t say this enough but Roberts and Brookes have worked well as a team and Cordowan doesn’t seem to like it one bit!

Rose: Of course not! The referee is just letting them cheat all over Mercenary and Leather! Would YOU like that if it was you?

Alexander Corvis: She could always get in there and help her partner…

Rose: Mercenary should be fine!

Again, both Brianna and Jessie go flying as Mercenary starts up to his feet. Leather motions at him to come over to their corner but he disregards her instructions completely. Brianna comes at him and Mercenary bats her away. Jessie comes in and Mercenary bats her away as well. Leather, incensed at being ignored, steps through the ropes.

Rose: And here comes Leather!

Alexander Corvis: Illegally I might add.

Leather marches up to Mercenary and spins him around. Mercenary glares at his partner. Using their distraction to her advantage, Brianna rushes over and connects with a superkick to Leather. The momentum of the kick sends Leather crashing back into her corner.

Brianna turns and Mercenary grabs her by the throat, throwing her bodily into the far corner. Brianna bounces off the turnbuckles and falls to all fours. Jessie runs up behind the big man and jumps into a knee strike. Mercenary turns around and clocks her in the mouth, sending Jessie out to the floor. The referee scans the carnage as Mercenary starts looking around for another target to smash.

Alexander Corvis: Mercenary looks to be on a seek and destroy mission!

Jessie grabs a chair and dives back into the ring as Mercenary starts towards the corner. Jessie runs over, skateboards the chair up and hits a Van Daminator to the back of Mercenary. The big man falls to the ropes and Jessie hits a second Van Daminator to send him over the top to the floor! As Jessie grabs the ropes to slingshot herself over, Brianna crawls over to Leather. She covers, hooking the leg as Jessie crashes down onto Mercenary on the floor.

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Patricia Downs: The winner of this match is the team of Jessie Roberts and Brianna Brookes!

Alexander Corvis: What a match! Roberts and Brookes have successfully defeated the Cordowan and Mercenary!

Rose: The match might be over but the fight definitely isn’t!

Out of the floor, Mercenary throws Jessie off and into the guardrail before storming to his feet and grabbing the chair. As he turns to use it, Jessie jumps up and kicks the chair into Mercenary’s face again. Mercenary staggers back, now bleeding from three places on his face. Jessie grabs the chair and goes to blast the big man with it. Mercenary turns and punches it into Jessie’s face. Jessie staggers back up the aisle and Mercenary rushes after her.

Merc grabs Jessie from behind with both hands and hurls her onto the ramp. Jessie hits hard and bounces up towards the stage. A crazed look in his eyes, Mercenary stalks after her. Jessie staggers up and Mercenary grabs her by the throat. He turns and spikes her back first off the Tron. Jessie hits hard and then falls face first to the stage. Mercenary starts glancing around, looking for something else to blast Jessie with. As he does so, Brianna rolls out of the ring, runs up the aisle, up the ramp and onto to the stage where she blasts Mercenary with a superkick. Caught unaware, Mercenary goes down like he has been shot.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Brianna checks on Jessie as the crowd stares in stunned silence at what they have witnessed. Down at ringside, Brooklyn jumps the guardrail from the crowd, collects the Showtime belt, and then moves up towards the stage.

Alexander Corvis: What in the world is Brooklyn doing out here?!

Shaking her head, Brianna steps back before she slowly turns around. Brooklyn kicks her in the gut and hits his Raging Inferno (fireman’s carry cutter) on the stage!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!

Brooklyn rolls away, grabs the Showtime belt and stands, surveying the bodies around him before holding the championship aloft for all to see.

Alexander Corvis: What did we just see?

Rose: Jessie went hardcore, Mercenary blasted her for it…. Brianna won the match then KO’d Mercenary and somehow Brooklyn, who wasn’t even in the match, ends up standing tall…

Alexander Corvis: How in the hell?!

**Check local listings for broadcasting**

Patricia Downs: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Alexander Corvis: This is going to be interesting…

Rose: I'd be surprised if these two men managed to walk out of the arena on their own tonight!

"Monster" by Skillet plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask and ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start with Henry standing outside of the ring.

Patricia Downs: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds and standing at six foot four inches….hailing from Cologne, Germany….representing The Monstimals...he is the Masked German Monster….Lord Raab!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: Raab looking to defeat his opponent tonight on the off chance that the winner will be in line at a shot at the Heavyweight Championship currently held by Oliver Black.

Rose: It’s been a long time since Lord Raab has even been in a possible championship position like this.

"Dust" by Tremonti plays and Kevin Hunter makes his way down to the ring.

Patricia Downs: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds and standing at six feet five inches...hailing from Brooklyn, New York...representing the Sons of Chaos...he is the Alpha King....Kevin Hunter!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: Hunter looks focused.

Rose: He'll need to be since this is going to be two men hitting each other as hard as they possibly can!

Sure enough, the second that Hunter turns around to focus his attention on Raab, the masked man charges across the ring and blasts Hunter with a vicious forearm smash that knocks Hunter back into the turnbuckle!

DING DING DING!!

Match #3: Lord Raab vs. Kevin Hunter

Raab drops down and drives his shoulder hard into Hunter's ribs. He follows it up with a second and then a third. Hunter tries to stagger his way out of the corner, but Raab responds by hitting Hunter with a throat thrust! The impact sends the former EHWF Champion stumbling around the ring. Raab responds by pulling Hunter in toward him. He hoists Hunter onto his shoulders, runs forward and slams Hunter to the mat with a powerslam! Hunter wisely rolls out of the way to keep Raab from going for the cover. Raab pounds his chest and glares at Hunter. The fans respond with a mixed reaction.

Alexander Corvis: Raab is fascinating to watch because you KNOW that he's much better at brawling than wrestling, and yet…

Rose: All he has to do is keep Kevin down for three seconds! That's not that hard!

Kevin Hunter grabs the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up to his feet. Raab glares at Hunter and charges at him. Hunter responds by getting a foot in the air and kicking Raab in the mouth, causing him to stagger back a few steps. Hunter steps away from the ropes as Raab charges at him again---only to have Hunter respond by lifting Raab into the air and slamming him down with a Samoan Drop!

Raab pulls himself back up to his feet. Hunter runs and blasts Raab with a forearm shot that knocks the Masked German Monster back against the turnbuckle. Hunter charges in at full speed and tries to hit Raab with a splash---only to have Raab step out of the way before he can connect! Hunter stumbles from the impact. Raab places a hand on Hunter's throat and lifts him into the air! He slams Hunter to the mat with a chokeslam before covering..

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Hunter kicks out!

Kevin Hunter tries to pull himself back up to his feet, only to have Raab bounce off of the ropes and kick Hunter in the mouth with a big boot! Hunter crashes back down to the mat. Raab hooks the leg once again.

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Another close Hunter kick out!

Alexander Corvis: It's not often that you see someone hit Kevin Hunter like this, but Lord Raab is definitely the type of person that's capable of doing it!

Rose: I'll be fair to Kevin. He's strong enough to through Lord Raab around, too!

Despite Rose's words, Raab grabs Hunter and lifts him off of the mat. He hoists Hunter onto his shoulders. Before he can actually do anything to send Hunter to the mat, Hunter hits Raab with a few elbow strikes to cause Raab to drop him down to the mat. Hunter bounces off of the ropes and hits Raab with a clothesline that sends him staggering but doesn't get him to fall. Raab charges at Hunter and gets ready to give it his own attempt---only to have Hunter power him into the air and deliver a huge spinebuster! Hunter hooks the leg for the covers.

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Kick out!

Alexander Corvis: Oh wow!

Rose: You see? They can both throw each other around pretty effortlessly!

The fans begin to show their support for Hunter. The Alpha King grabs Raab and starts to drag him back up to his feet, pounding away on him as he does so. Raab shakes his head angrily and shoves Hunter away. Hunter stumbles a few steps before regaining his footing. He charges back at Raab to try and keep control of the match...only to have Raab lift him into the air for a Black Hole Slam! Hunter rolls over toward the ropes to try and pull himself back up to his feet, only to have Raab run at him and BLAST him out onto the floor! The fans boo a bit as Hunter tries to pull himself back up to his feet. The referee tries to stop Raab from following him out to the floor, but it's to no avail.

Alexander Corvis: Bad things happen when Lord Raab gets you out on the floor!

Rose: There's an understatement if I've ever heard one!

Raab drags Hunter back up to his feet and immediately throws him into the ring apron! Hunter's eye go wide in pain. Raab hits him with an uppercut! Hunter staggers around from the impact as the referee desperately pleads for both men to make it back into the ring. Raab ignores him as he grabs Hunter and hoists him into the air, preparing to lawn dart the former champion into the ring post!

Alexander Corvis: How often do you see someone pick Hunter up that effortlessly?

Rose: Not often!

Raab runs forward, but just before he can throw Hunter into the ring post, Hunter escapes from his grasp! Hunter grabs Raab from behind and runs him into the ring post! Raab's head bounces off of the steel as Hunter rolls the groggy monster into the ring! Hunter follows in behind Raab and connects with a Buried Alive (jumping cutter)!

Alexander Corvis: Buried Alive! Buried Alive!

Rose: Can you say it any louder?!

Somehow, Raab manages to stay on his feet. Hunter looks at him in disbelief and bounces off of the ropes again. He throws himself at Raab--who responds by grabbing Hunter and lifting him onto his shoulders! Raab growls and gets ready to plant Hunter on the mat. Hunter frees himself from Raab's grasp with a series of elbow shots and then bounces off of the ropes again---this time connecting with a second Buried Alive! Hunter scrambles to cover Raab and hooks the leg.

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Patricia Downs: The winner of this match...Kevin Hunter!!!

Alexander Corvis: That was an absolute war!

Rose: Yes it was and Kevin came out of it victorious!

As Hunter has his arm raised into the air by the referee, Keiran Overton and Samuel McPherson hit the ring. Keiran chop blocks Hunter in the back of the legs that sends Hunter to the mat face first. Samuel is quick to drop an elbow to the back of Hunter’s head.

Alexander Corvis: The Monstimals are here in full force!

Raab gets back to his feet and instructs his stablemates to lift the Alpha King back up. The two lift Hunter up, holding him up by each arm. Raab boots him in the gut before stuffing his head and then dropping him with a spiked Killerbuster (double arm brainbuster)!

Rose: Damn! That looked like it really hurt!

Raab instructs Kieran and Samuel to pick the barely conscious Hunter once again. Raab boots him in the gut again and the drops him with another spiked Killerbuster! The Monstimals stand over the downed Kevin Hunter savoring their destruction.

Alexander Corvis: The Monstimals have utterly destroyed Kevin Hunter!

Rose: Though Lord Raab may not have won the match, he is the one leaving the ring looking like the winner!

Coming in May

Patricia Downs: The following is the Anarchy main event! It is a Tag Team Match that is scheduled for ONE FALL!

The lights in the auditorium switch off as "Ultraviolence" by Cliff Lin begins to play over the PA system, as soon as the music kicks in, the spotlights goes around the audience and the stage lights illuminate. Chris Crippler, carrying one of the defunct Challenge Championship title belts, steps out from behind the curtain.

Patricia Downs: Coming to the ring weighing in at two hundred and fifty-six pounds and standing at five foot eleven inches...hailing from Colchester Essex, England...representing The Samson Family...he is Chris Crippler!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He casually strolls down the aisle way, ignoring the fans ringside, stepping up the ring steps to the apron and walking along to the middle. He gazes out at the crowd in attendance with a look of disgust before stepping through the ropes, Chris walks over to the opposite side of the ring, adjusting his wrist tape as he presses his back against the turnbuckles. The referee checks him for foreign objects as his music fades away.

The lights in the arena flash in hues of pale purple and hot pink as the beginning strains of “Dark Horse” by Our Last Night begins to play through the airwaves of the arena’s PA system. Once the main beat begins to play, Astrid Sedin makes her way out onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step, walking to the top of the ramp. Once there, she stops and spreads her legs apart as she uses both hands to fluff up her hair with a twisted smirk on her face. She remains there for a few moments as she absorbs all the energy before turning back to where she came and motioning for someone to come out and join her on the stage. That was when she was joined by the intimidating Daveena. Astrid turned around to face the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face before she began to make her way down the ramp. Daveena followed closely behind Astrid as she walks emitting a tremendous amount of confidence. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few ramp side fans but jerks her hand away at the very last minute and laughs, holding up her hand as she continues to make her way towards the ring.

Daveena stops at the bottom of the ramp as Astrid smirks with a scowl at the ring, heading off to the right hand side while still holding up her hand to ignore the fans. Astrid quickly hops up onto the ring apron and gets up to her feet. Meanwhile, Daveena climbs up the steel ring steps and enters the ring through the ropes as Astrid looks out at the crowd, bending her knees and quickly entering the ring through the bottom and middle ropes with a quick twirl around just before holding up her arms at shoulder height. Astrid shakes her head to each side as she talks smack towards the crowd with Daveena simply standing behind her, arms folded across her chest and a stern look upon her face. Astrid then stands off to the side and waits with Daveena just off to her side, letting her entrance music slowly fade out.

Patricia Downs: Introducing his partner, weighing in at one hundred and one pounds and standing at a height of five feet tall….she hails from West Chester, Pennsylvania...representing the Samson Family….she is the Queen of Anarchy…..Astrid Sedin!!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: These two haven't showed much respect to their opponents.

Rose: For good reason!

Alexander Corvis: Even less respectfully is that Crippler is sporting the Challenge Championship belt he stole from the EHWF warehouse the other day!

The lights dim and white noise covers the screen and sounds throughout the arena. The white noise continues for a few seconds before drums and guitars kick in from Anthrax's "Potter's Field". Fifteen seconds later, three spotlights converge on the center of the stage. Fire ignites a cross design on the sides of the stage and then rings the spot where the lights are. Inside the circle, Killjoy, rises up through the floor standing with their hands folded in prayer. She stands in prayer for a few seconds as the the fire dies down. Killjoy walks to the ring with an unending stare that just screams out hatred and violence for everyone in sight.

Patricia Downs: Coming to the ring weighing in at one hundred and sixty-one pounds and standing at five foot seven inches tall….hailing from Chandler, Arizona...representing the Black Asylum….she is Killjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: What can be said about this woman?

Rose: Crazy. Deranged. Psychotic. Insane. Demented. Lunatic. Mental. Nutty. Batty. Bonkers. Cuckoo. Bananas. Nutso. Wacko. Batshit.

Alexander Corvis: That’s a lot, Rose.

Rose: I think I like her though.

The arena goes black causing the arena to pop. A blood curdling scream echoes through the arena before the stage lights up with bright white lights that pulse with the bass of the song. "The Black Asylum" flashes across the screen above the ramp.

Caught up in this madness too blind to see.
Woke animal feelings in me.
Took over my sense and I lost control.
I'll taste your blood tonight.

"The Nightmare" Oliver Black makes his way out onto the stage. Upon his face is a creepy ram mask. The face is a crimson blood red, the rams horns black as night twist above his head. His trademark umbrella resting upon his shoulder. With his free hand he unclasps the buttons to his long black trench coat and throws it open go reveal the EHWF World Championship. He throws his head back in a sinster laugh before he slowly makes his way down the ramp. The Misfit trails a few steps behind his son, the Bad Blood Championship draped over his shoulder.

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring.
Cover me, unwanted clemency.
Scream till there's silence.
Scream while there's life left, vanishing.
Scream from the pleasure, unmask your desire.
Perishing.

The two men enter the ring, the Misfit slowly circles the ring while Oliver Black climbs the turn buckles, one leg up to the top rope the other on the second. He slowly peels back the mask revealing his face to the crowd. Black reaches behind his back unlatching the World Title. He throws both his arms out, in one hand his umbrella the other the championship.

Scream, scream, scream the way you would
If I ravaged your body!
Scream, scream, scream the way you would
If I ravaged your mind!

]Patricia Downs: And her partner...weighing in at one hundred and eighty-five pounds and standing at five feet ten inches….hailing from London, England….representing the Black Asylum….he is the current and reigning Extreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation Bad Blood Champion AND the Extreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation Heavyweight Champion...The Nightmare….Oliver Black!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alexander Corvis: And here is a young man that proved at Last Rites he is the real deal. Not only did he successfully defend his Bad Blood Championship in a First Blood match against Jessie Roberts but also successfully defended his Heavyweight Championship against Kevin Hunter!

Rose: Not to mention the sneak attack upon Bill Ryder that would have made that match against Kevin a Triple Threat instead of a one-on-one!

Killjoy steps into the ring to get things started for his team. Astrid Sedin does the same for hers. The two wrestlers stare each other down for a moment, Killjoy smirking the entire time. The referee then calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

Main Event: The Black Asylum (Killjoy and Oliver Black) vs. The Samson Family (Chris Crippler and Astrid Sedin)

Killjoy picks up the pace and circles around the ring a few times, trying to keep control of the match. Astrid Sedin glares at her angrily as Killjoy tries to play up to the crowd. She then steps forward and blasts Astrid in the mouth with an elbow shot! She follows it up with a second as Astrid stumbles back. Killjoy rushes forward and drives her knee into Astrid's ribs. She doubles over in pain as Killjoy immediately tries to get Astrid into position for a swinging neckbreaker---only to have Astrid shove her away! Killjoy staggers a few steps and turns around, Astrid runs at her and nails Killjoy with an enziguri! She staggers around from the impact as Astrid takes a deep breath.

Alexander Corvis: There is no secret that these two women HATE each other to the core!

Rose: One is trying to become Mrs. Samson while the other is trying to stay Mrs. Samson!

Alexander Corvis: I was told that they were both involved in a pull a part backstage earlier tonight.

Killjoy tries to step toward Astrid, only to have her hit her in the mouth with a European uppercut! Killjoy staggers from the impact. Astrid backs Killjoy up against the ropes and shoots her across the ring! Killjoy reverses the attempt lifting Astrid into the air and slamming her down to the mat with a tilt-a-whirl slam! Astrid begins to pull herself back up to her feet. Killjoy charges, only to have Astrid get a foot in the air! She kicks Killjoy in the jaw causing her to stumble back! Killjoy charges again--this time leaving Astrid enough time to cut Killjoy off with a jawbreaker! She covers.

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Killjoy kicks out!

Astrid grabs Killjoy and begins to pull her back up to her feet. She locks in a front facelock and starts to apply pressure. Killjoy almost immediately hits Astrid with a series of strikes. She stumbles away from Killjoy to recover. Killjoy charges and drives her knee into Astrid's ribs! Astrid doubles over in pain. Killjoy slams her down to the mat with a bridging Northern Lights suplex!

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Astrid kicks out!

Alexander Corvis: These two are going back and forth right now!

Rose: It's...actually fun to watch…

Alexander Corvis: You were expecting a catfight, huh?

Rose: Pretty much, yeah.

Killjoy grabs Astrid and drags her up to her feet. She ties her arms up into the ropes and hits her in the chest with a chop, and then a second, and then a third!

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

Killjoy then drags Astrid toward the center of the ring and bounces off of the ropes! She tries to prepare to hit her with something on the rebound but Astrid steps forward and drops Killjoy with a drop toe hold! Killjoy's face smashes off of the mat. Astrid immediately drags Killjoy over toward her corner of the ring. She tags Chris Crippler, who slingshots over the ropes and lands on Killjoy with a splash! He hooks the leg and covers.

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Kickout!

Alexander Corvis: Crippler almost had this match won!

Crippler drapes Killjoy’s throat over the bottom rope and places his knee on the back of her neck! He applies more pressure choking Killjoy with the rope. The referee begins counting.

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Crippler stops before the referee can get out five. The referee warns him and Crippler mocks him before dragging Killjoy up to her feet. He yells at her for a moment before blasting her in the mouth with a forearm smash! Crippler spins Killjoy around, setting her up for a sitout neckbreaker! Killjoy shoves Crippler away and bounces off of the ropes. Crippler turns to face Killjoy and is hit with a slingblade! Killjoy pulls herself back up to her feet and hurries over toward her corner of the ring, tagging Black into the match! Black stands on the apron and waits for Crippler to reach his feet! Once he does, Black springboards into the ring and hits him with a dropkick!

Alexander Corvis: That was perfectly timed by Black!

Rose: Well he’s not a dual champion for nothing!

Crippler pulls himself back up to his feet. Black bounces off of the ropes and hits her with a flying forearm smash! He performs a kip up to reach his feet before Crippler and then bounces off of the ropes once again--sending Crippler to the mat with a bulldog! Black rolls Crippler over and goes for the cover.

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Crippler kicks out!

Black grabs Crippler and tries to wrestle him back up to him feet. Crippler senses an opening and hits Black with a jawbreaker that sends him staggering back! Black recovers, though Crippler bounces off of the ropes and leaps into the air, sending Black crashing to the mat with a hurricanrana! He hooks the leg for the cover.

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Black kicks out!

Both Anarchists pull themselves back up to their feet. Crippler hits Black with a few quick knees to the face. He bounces off of the ropes to try and blast Black with an elbow to the mouth. Black ducks the attempt and rolls Crippler up.

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KICK OUT!

Alexander Corvis: These two are just going back and forth!

Black brings Crippler back up to his feet. Black kicks him in the gut and tries to plant Crippler on the mat with a DDT! Crippler fights with Black to keep him from planting him on the mat, eventually shoving Black away! Black stumbles a few steps before heading back toward his corner of the ring and tries to tag Killjoy into the match. Killjoy doesn't go for Black's outstretched hand immediately. After about a second, Killjoy reaches out but before the tag can be made, Astrid charges across the ring and knocks Killjoy off of the apron!

Alexander Corvis: I don't know if that was Killjoy not paying attention…

Rose: Or Killjoy doing what she does best….being a nutcase!

Crippler crashes into Black from behind and knocks him into the turnbuckle! He then delivers a Lexington-Plex (deadlift Regal-Plex)!

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Patricia Downs: The winners of this match...The Samson Family….Chris Crippler and Astrid Sedin!!!

Alexander Corvis: We might not know why Killjoy didn't tag Black into the match right away…

Rose: It's Killjoy….that should be enough!

Alexander Corvis: Either way, it gave the Samson Family the opening they needed to win!

Astrid jumps out of the ring to get at Killjoy. Seeing her rival on the attack, Killjoy bolts up the rampway. Astrid promptly gives chase. In the ring, Crippler snatches the Bad Blood title belt and glares down at Black. He slowly raises the belt above his head in victory before screaming “Bloodbath!” at the top of his lungs. The EHWF logo flashes across the screen as the show fades.

The lights in the arena flicker on and off a few times.

Alexander Corvis: What in the world is going on?!

Rose: Are we even still on the air?!

On the third flick the lights come back up and Oliver Black is being attacked by a trio of unknown people. Crippler is no longer in the ring. Around the ring several mysterious figures in black trench coats and white face move to prevent anyone from interfering with what is happening in the ring. The unknown trio slam Oliver into the ring posts.

Alexander Corvis: Who are these people?!

As Oliver is dazed, by the double team, the biggest of the trio slides out of the ring and searches under the ring for something. After a moment he pulls out a pair of kendo sticks which are thrown to his teammates.

Rose: Where in the hell is security?!

The unknown pair in the ring, who a closer look would reveal to be former EHWF star Aaron Frederick Hudson and his wife Kyuubi, use the kendo sticks to deliver a brutal beating on Oliver Black.

Alexander Corvis: Ohmigosh! Aaron Frederick Hudson and Kyuubi have returned to EHWF!

While the fans and everyone one else in the arena try to figure out what was going the tron comes to life to reveal a grinning Sah'ta Thor. As this happens the big unknown guy slides back into the ring.

Sah'ta Thor: The Black Asylum was told that there would be a reaction to their role in the ambush of the New Empire on last edition of Mayhem. You may may have thought I had forgotten your part. As you can see I have not. Oh, I know I may not there in person giving my retribution but I have left it in the more than capable hands of my friends in Insidious.

The whole time he is speaking the trio in the ring have been using the kendo sticks wisely. Meanwhile, the other members of the Black Asylum have come out to give an assist but have been prevented from the ring by the albino guards.

Alexander Corvis: Red Dragon and The Misfit attempted to come out here to rescue Black but have been on the receiving end of a beatdown!

Rose: I don’t see Killjoy anywhere. That must mean that Astrid caught up with her backstage.

Seeing Red Dragon and The Misfit, the female member of the trio gives a signal to allow them into the ring. The albinos toss the two men into the ring where Aaron and the as yet unnamed man are ready for them. The resulting fight continues until security rushes the ring to break things up.

Alexander Corvis: Finally here comes security!

Rose: A little bit too late if you ask me!

As security arrives the lights flicker three times and again on the third flick come back on solid. It is immediately obvious that only the battered and bruised Black Asylum remains in the ring as all traces of the group known as Insidious had vanished.

Alexander Corvis: As mysteriously as Insidious appeared they have mysteriously disappeared!

Rose: And look at the destruction they have left…

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