As Trent stumbles out of the corner, she leaps up and wraps her legs around his head and brings him over with a hurricanrana driver.
Alan Carcia: Trent went head first into the mat.
She holds on for the pin.
One.
Two.
Kickout by Harper. He leaps up and just clotheslines her hard, causing her to spin around and land hard on the mat.
Christine Donahue: I don’t think he’s taking her lightly any longer.
Alan Carcia: I think he’s gonna put her away now. He’s got her up for the Death Penalty powerbomb, but she goes up and over!
She slides down his back and grabs his legs, tripping him down and then flips him over on to his back as she crosses his legs over into an Indian deathlock. She rolls him over and then bridges back!
One.
Two.
Three!!
DING DING DING
She releases the hold and Harper slides from the ring, limping just a little as he cannot believe what just happened.
Alan Carcia: Are you kidding me right now?
Christine Donahue: What is she doing now?
In the ring as she leans against the ropes closest to a surprised Trent Harper, she reaches back and unfastens her mask and slowly pulls it off to reveal:
Christine Donahue: That’s Betsy Granger! Betsy Granger has come to HcW for the Xtreme Championship.
Trent grabs the title from the referee and shakes his head as he flips her off.
Betsy just motions that she’s coming for that title.
Christine Donahue: Betsy Granger has just defeated the Xtreme Championship and she may just have Trent Harper’s number.
Alan Carcia: Let’s see if she can beat him when she’s not hiding behind a mask trying to surprise folks.
The crowd is going nuts with this surprise as Granger exits the ring.
A replay from the previous match is shown before heading backstage.
Backstage we can see Tyke Index warming up for his match later in the evening, Raven Trueblood approaches Tyke as he is exiting his locker room and walking up the hall way.
Raven Trueblood: Tyke Index. HcW World Champion.
Tyke Index looks at Raven.
Tyke Index: Not sure why you are here? Shouldn’t you be getting geared up for an ass kicking later on pal?
Raven laughs methodically before getting in the face of Tyke.
Raven Trueblood: Look at you, you’ve gone soft. In the past month you have become nothing but a broken man. Last week you were defeated, tonight you will be defeated and at Hardcore Kingdom? Scythe Bloodline shows you the end of the false and mislead path you have been walking and takes your HcW Championship.
Tyke looks visibly angry at what Raven Trueblood has just said, Raven laughs and walks away from Tyke Index.
Christine Donahue: We are already starting with a bang tonight.
Alan Carcia: I don’t know why Raven Trueblood would want to piss off the World Champ moments before they’re about to get into the ring against each other.
Christine Donahue: Maybe it’s some strategy they have come up with to put Index off balance. I honestly couldn’t tell you. Let’s go back to the ring.
TOMMY McMASTER VS. CEREBUS
Richard Bassett: Our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first:
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.
"Climb into the ring,
For a battle that you can't win,
Swing as hard as you can swing,
It will still mean nothing,"
Richard Bassett: From Cleveland, Ohio. This is Cerberus.
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.
Richard Bassett: And his opponent!
The Lights dim as red and orange lights scan the arena, the opening guitar riff of “Burn It Up by Saliva hits as the Tron shows the highlights of his career.
You tore my heart out
You tore my life apart
You tore the sheets of this bed
Just like a porn star
One by one fire starts to line the ramp, on both sides towards the ring, as the lights search the arena. Then the red haired, Tommy McMaster emerges in the crowd, high fiving the crowd as he walks through the mass of people who are cheering madly for him.
Burn it up, to a pile of ash
it up, I want to watch the blast
Just as soon as I blow it up
Ah yeah, burn it up
He spins round, bows to his Wildfireites, spreads his arms out, bowed, then standing up with his back turned, one finger pointed to the ceiling. The Wildfire, in his red trunks, and white “Rich Piggies are going to burn” Tee Shirt, jumps over the guard railing, as a huge red W sign is flashed throughout.
I'm burning up your memory
There's nothing left of you and me
And as far as I'm concerned
You can go to hell and watch it burn
You can watch you burn
Watch it burn
He climbs over the ropes, bends down to one knee and stretches his arms out as the whole ring is engulfed in Inflammable fire, his flame hair shadowing his face. The Wildfire waits for the flames to die down, climbs the turnbuckle and places his arms to either side, to make his whole body a big W as his theme fades out.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings, McMasters charges and attacks Cerberus and drives him into the corner and delivers a series of punches to the body of the newcomer to HcW.
Christine Donahue: It seems as if since Bitter Enemies when he lost the Xtreme Championship, Tommy McMaster has been on the warpath.
Alan Carcia: Losing a championship can do things to your mind and I’m certain that McMaster is itching to get gold back around his waist.
In the ring, Cerberus is fighting back, pushing McMaster back into the center of the ring. They are exchanging blows and Cerberus starts to get the better of McMaster who finally drops down and nails him hard with a low blow.
Christine Donahue: McMaster going low and the referee is calling for the bell here.
DING DING DING
McMaster slides out of the ring and grins, pointing to Cerberus as he walks backwards up the ramp. Cerberus pulls himself into the ropes and stares at McMaster.
Richard Bassett: Winner of the match as the result of a disqualification, Cerberus.
Christine Donahue: I don’t think things are finished between Tommy McMaster and Cerberus.
Alan Carcia: I’m getting word there’s been some sort of altercation in the back. Let’s go to that now.
We can see Scythe Bloodline doing some stretches when out of nowhere we can see Tyke Index push a production box into the hips of Scythe.
Tyke starts to scream in the face of Scythe before picking up Scythe who is in a great deal of pain. Tyke smashes Scythe with a Total Definition on top of the production box!
Scythe is in a very bad way, officials have arrived in the back trying to halt Tyke from doing anymore damage!
Tyke has seen complete red and is no longer thinking rationally. Scythe is trying to pull himself up, Scythe is only half way up when Tyke traps Scythes wrist in the production box.
Tyke then slams the production box lid down on Scythe!! Scythe rolls around withering in anger!
Tyke screams at Scythe “Tell your Uncle Raven this is on him, only person soft around here is him and by the looks of it, it's you Scythe, you’ve always been soft.”
Christine Donahue: Tyke Index has lost his cool and now what does this do for our main event?
Alan Carcia: Biff Franklin will have to make some sort of decision as to whether or not Scythe can even compete after Tyke with that attack.
Christine Donahue: We will be right back.
Scythe is backstage with the medics attending to his wrist after the brutal attack from Tyke Index earlier in the night.
Medic 1: Can you move your wrist? The medic goes to try and assist but Scythe snaps back clearly in pain but trying to act stubborn about his predicament.
Scythe Bloodline: Alch, fuck! The hell are you twisting it for?! No, I cannot move my wrist, that asshole has really fucked it. He is gonna pay.
Raven Trueblood comes in the room with General Manager Biff Franklin.
Raven Trueblood: You see what your boy Tyke has done? He should be suspended for this. There is no way Scythe can compete tonight.
Scythe Bloodline: I got this, I can still compete.
Biff looks at the medic who shakes his head.
Biff Franklin: Look, it would be irresponsible of me to allow you anywhere near the ring tonight. Scythe, you need to go to the hospital and get better for Hardcore Kingdom. We still owe these fans a main event. So, I’m changing the tag team match to a triple threat match. Tyke Index vs. Gabriel Ohio vs. Raven Trueblood.
The crowd can be heard cheering in the background.
Raven Trueblood: He is gonna pay big time tonight! Ha, time to show that weak man the true path!
Scene shifts back to the ring.
Christine Donahue: Well, Biff Franklin did what he could with what he had left. Up next...
HAMMERSTEIN
The opening riffs of Everclear’s American Monster blare from the arena’s PA system and the crowd reacts with a roar as Hammerstein slowly steps through the curtain, followed by