He steps down from the turnbuckle and grabs the microphone from Richard Bassett.
Hammerstein: Well, I haven't heard the sound of a bunch of tin cans rattling around, so I guess Sammy’s not here. And here I am, I trained, I got ready. I'm here, ready to fight, and where's that bucket of bolts? On a scrap heap somewhere. So, I guess I'll take both shares of the purse and catch the first thing smokin’ out of this hellhole called Columbia, South Carolina.
Suddenly,
"And during the few moments we have left
I want to talk right down to Earth In a language that everybody here can easily understand"
Hammerstein turns around, he's confused on what's going on.
An acoustic guitar plays shortly followed by drumming.
"LOOK INTO MY EYES WHAT DO YOU SEE?!
THE CULT OF PERSONALITY"
The crowd goes ballistic as Carnivore comes out of the back. He is clearly annoyed and angry with what was being said.
Carnivore: Excuse the interruption....
The crowd goes wild for Carnivore as the unpredictable superstar takes time out to soak in the moment.
"I KNOW YOUR ANGER, I KNOW YOUR DREAMS
I'VE BEEN EVERYTHING YOU WANT TO BE
I'M THE CULT OF PERSONALITY"
Carnivore: But I heard you rambling and I was I the area. All you do is run. Your. Mouth, saying SAMMY ISN'T HERE AND SAMMY ON SOME SCRAP HEAP. Sammy isn't here. You are correct Sammy is not here.
Carnivore approaches the ring slowly.
Carnivore: Sammy is gone, you are very cocky because you know there will not be a fight. You keep flapping your gums week in and week out and I'm SICK of it! Sammy isn't here, you schmuck but I AM! So.....shut up or square up!
Christine Donahue: Newcomer Carnivore is challenging the Television Champion to a match. We aren’t sure what happened to Sammy, but I’ve a feeling that Hammerstein knew long before now that she wasn’t going to show.
Carnivore tosses the mic out the ring, the music cuts and Carnivore raises his fist to his face, making a boxing stance.
Alan Carcia: Well, Carnivore isn’t holding back here and what’s Hammerstein doing here?
HAMMERSTEIN VS. CARNIVORE
Hammerstein just smirks and he walks over to the referee and motions for him to step from the ring. Then Hammerstein cheapshots Carnivore with a hard right hand. More rights back him into the corner. The American Monster backs Carnivore into the corner, then Irish Whips him across into the far corner. Hammerstein comes flying in with an Avalanche Splash, but finds nothing but turnbuckles as Carnivore moves out of the way at the last moment. Hammerstein stumbles backwards, right into a roll-up by Carnivore. The referee slides into position!
One.
Two.
Three!
Carnivore rolls out of the ring to the floor where the referee raises his hand in victory. Reese Kennedy is apoplectic at ringside. Hammerstein is irate in the ring, kicking the ropes and cursing at the top of his lungs. He demands the microphone.
Hammerstein: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! HELL NO! I'M RETCONNIN THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW! THIS SHIT NEVER HAPPENED! THIS WASN'T AN OFFICIALLY SANCTIONED MATCH! I WAS NOT UNDER CONTRACT TO WRESTLE THIS GUY! NO! THIS DOESN'T GO DOWN AS A LOSS ON MY RECORD! DO YOU HEAR ME, BIFF? THIS MATCH NEVER HAPPENED!
Biff Franklin walks out onto the entrance ramp. Carnivore walks up the ramp and stands next to Franklin.
Biff Franklin: OK, Hammer, just calm down. I can't have my champions in the ring throwing temper tantrums like small children. Fact is, you threw the first punch so the decision stands.
Reese Kennedy runs up the ramp to plead his client’s case, but comes to a halt when she nearly runs into Carnivore. Kennedy rants and raves at the seeming unfairness of the situation. Franklin simply smiles.
Biff Franklin: Listen, Ms. Kennedy, the victory stands. If you don't like it, take it before the committee. Oh, wait a minute. I am the head of the committee. So, once again, the victory stands. However, the title will not change hands as there was no contract for a title defense. So, your client is still the HCW Television Champion. But by virtue of a pinfall victory over Hammerstein, Carnivore will receive a title match at Hardcore Kingdom!
As Kennedy shouts his displeasure at Franklin, Hammerstein slides under the bottom rope and starts throwing chairs into the ring.
Biff Franklin: I recommend you calm your client down, Mr. Kennedy. I was hoping to announce another title opportunity for him based on his victory of our World Champion, Tyke Index, but if he can’t compose himself, I guess I could change my mind in regards to a World’s Title shot.
Kennedy’s eyes go wide and the turns and runs to ringside and tries to calm his client down. Carnivore and Franklin shake hands before the debuting star walks to the back. Kennedy walks a fuming Hammerstein up the ramp, staying between his client and Franklin. Hammerstein shouts obscenities at Franklin as he passes, to which Biff simply smiles and waves.
Christine Donahue: What else could possibly happen here tonight. It’s been a night of surprised and that’s for sure with the debuts of both Betsy Granger and Carnivore. We still have our main event coming up right after this!
Promo shown for the Anaquin Adams/Itsumi Hayashi deathmatch scheduled for Hardcore Kingdom.
Richard Bassett: This is our main event. It’s scheduled for one fall and it is now a triple threat match. Introducing first:
Just as soon as Sabaton’s “For Whom The Bell Tolls” begins to play, we see the giant Gabriel Ohio step out onto the stage and raise his hands. But he almost immediately goes down as behind him stands Tommy McMaster with a steel chair. He sneers at the crowd as the music quickly dies out.
Christine Donahue: The natives are certainly restless tonight. I don’t think one match has gone on as originally planned on this card and not Tommy McMaster has staked his claim as well.
Alan Carcia: And it doesn’t look like McMaster is done as of yet.
McMaster lifts that chair and brings it several times into the head of Ohio before he finally tosses it aside. He tries to maneuver Ohio around onto his hands and knees before pulling him in close and wrapping his arms around his waist.
Christine Donahue: He’s not going to...
McMaster lifts up Ohio and drops him down onto the metal ramp with a piledriver. Officials start to come out now and McMaster threatens them until Biff comes out and is now starting to look annoyed as how much of a shit show this particular episode of Hell has become. The medic is checking on Ohio as McMaster reaches down and picks up the Pure Championship and takes it with him when he leaves.
Alan Carcia: I know McMaster has been out of his mind since losing the title, but he’s going to steal someone else’s title?
Biff stands up and walks over to a referee and says something.
Christine Donahue: We’re getting word that the main event will now be between Tyke Index and Raven Trueblood, one on one. We’re going to take one more break and we will try to get back into the ring.
Scene fades as the paramedics begin help Ohio onto a backboard.
NON-TITLE
TYKE INDEX VS. RAVEN TRUEBLOOD
"No One Likes Me" begins to play across the arena.
Richard Basset: Introducing first, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. He weighs in at 180 pounds and stands at five feet, nine inches tall. He is the leader of the Wicked Path movement, he has been called the Antichrist of Professional Wrestling, he is RAVEN TRUEBLOOD!
The crowd is excited for the show as a man is seen walking through the crowd. He has a shirt on that said "hate me?" Raven taunts and looks around the crowd to boos he don't mind as he just waits for his opponent.
Christine Donahue: He looks calm cool and collected, but underneath all that we know Raven is lazer focused on Tyke Index who attacked his tag team partner Scythe Bloodline earlier tonight.
Alan Carcia: It might just be the start of the champion’s head games or he could just be looking out for number one. You know number one being himself. Whatever the case it seems to be a whole new side to Tyke Index that we are seeing tonight and I hope to hear some form of explanation.
An aura falls over the arena as the opening guitar line to "Box Full of Sharp Objects" by the Used blasts across the PA. Strobe lights shiver across the darklit ceiling and entrance way. Tyke Index can be seen in his full glory - black hoody over his head giving him the look of a stealth assasin. He slowly walks down to the ring as the crowd go crazy for the former World Champion. As he enters the ring he then leans back in the corner looking almost stoned and disullusioned.
Richard Basset: And now his opponent, making he way from the Mean streets of Glasgow, Scotland. Now allocating in New York City. He is making his way to the ring