Onslaught-- 7/6/08

[Hollywood]

Shot opens up backstage in front of a monitor, where Matt Margera has just finished showing Wench the video of his meeting with Codi Shane unedited. It's apparent that he also played the tape that shows it wasn't him talking to Hellspawn. Wench just stands there, not knowing what to think.

Matt Margera: Wench, you've seen and heard the evidence. Can you trust me now?

Wench thinks for a moment.

Wench: I don't know. It's not like you refused to accept Codi's phone number.

Matt just stands there as he can't respond to Wench calling him on accepting Codi's number. Hellspawn walks into the camera shot, holding his SNW Texas Championship belt over his shoulder.

Hellspawn: OK, Wench. You've talked to Matt long enough. Let's go.

Hellspawn takes Wench by the hand, but Wench insists on not holding hands for the time being. They walk away as the shot fades to the show open.



"Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares over the PA, and the crowd comes unglued as Matt Margera marches down to the ring.

Mark Followill: Well we're not wasting anytime here on Onslaught as SNW co-owner Matt Margera is making his way down to the ring.

Jason Martel: Hopefully he's here to announce that he's giving full ownership to Gordon Heath and is leaving SNW forever!

Mark Followill: Oh please!

The timekeeper hands Matt Margera a microphone as the music dies down.

Matt Margera: Well as you all know, at Guys' Night Out in Dallas, Wench was unable to win the SNW Texas Championship, and is now being held captive by Hellspawn due to fine print that was snuck into a the contract for the match by Gordon Heath after Wench signed it. To say that I've been a nervous wreck over the last couple of weeks would be an understatement. I was lashing out at people that I care about, taking my anger out on the wrong people. And I realized that I needed to take some time to chill and figure out a solution to this big mess. After taking some time to think about it, I have formulated a solution to this problem, but I need Gordon Heath and Hellspawn to come on out so I can discuss this plan with them.

"White Knuckles" hits, and Hellspawn, Wench, Gordon Heath and the Sports Nutz all come out to resounding boos. Gordie looks especially ridiculous, sitting in a wheelchair with the top of his head wrapped in gauze and all of his limbs in casts. Wench looks uncomfortable having to be with Hellspawn, Gordie and the Sports Nutz. Hellspawn and Wench enter the ring as George and Craig help bring Gordie into the ring. Hellspawn asks for an extra mic and holds it in front of Gordie.

Gordie: Alright, Matt. Let's hear this "award-winning" idea that you've formulated.

Matt Margera: Gordie, we all know that deep down you want nothing more than for me to no longer have any ownership in SNW.

Gordie nods his head.

Matt Margera: And we all know that deep down, you, along with George Dunpork and Craig "Senior" Mueller, have done everything you can to ensure that Hellspawn is the SNW Texas Champion. So this is what I'm proposing. At Summer Bash, August 3, at the American Airlines Center in Dallas, TX, we have a two ring, steel cage battle known as War Games. You see, I would be coming out of retirement for this one night only so that I wouldn't lose my ownership rights. It would be my team of four SNW wrestlers against Hellspawn's team of four wrestlers, and I already have two people on my team.

Gordie: Oh yeah? Who?

Matt Margera: So far, my partners include Soul Reaper and Silvus.

The crowd pops at the mention of Soul Reaper and Silvus. Hellspawn, Gordie and the Sports Nutz all look to each other as if to say, "This doesn't sound too good." Wench seems to like what she's hearing. All of a sudden, a light bulb seems to go off over Gordie's head and he asks Hellspawn to kneel down. Gordie whispers something into Hellspawn's ear. Hellspawn grins upon hearing Gordie's idea.

Gordie: OK, fair enough. However, if you want this match to take place, you must allow Wench to be on Hellspawn's team.

The crowd angrily erupts into a loud chorus of boos, then they chant "GORDIE SUCKS! GORDIE SUCKS! GORDIE SUCKS!" Wench has a deer-in-the-headlights look on her face. Matt reacts by kicking at the ropes in anger. He stews for a few seconds and doesn't know what to think.

Hellspawn: Oh, and Matt, neither you nor Wench can refuse to make contact with each other.

Mark Followill: Oh come on! They're backing Matt into a corner here, forcing him to fight the love of his life!

Jason Martel: What are you crying about?! Matt and Wench should've thought about all of this before they agreed to those stipulations for the match at Guys' Night Out.

Mark Followill: They were tricked into signing to those stipulations!

Wench shakes her head at Gordie and Hellspawn, trying to plead her case with them. Matt is having a hard time with this decision, as he must face the fact that he'll have to fight Wench in the War Games match if he wants Gordie and Hellspawn to sign to it. Matt finally relents.

Matt Margera: Alright, you can have Wench on your team, and honey, I'm sorry.

Wench looks over at Matt, not sure what to think.

Gordie: Now that we have all that settled, what is on the line for the War Games Match?

Matt Margera: How about if my team wins, Wench will be freed from Hellspawn and she comes back to me, but if Hellspawn's team wins, Wench stays with him AND Hellspawn takes over my part ownership in SNW.

Jason Martel: Whoa! Matt has decided to take the gamble of his life just to get his puppy love back!

Mark Followill: Desperate men do desperate things, and I really can't fault Matt for doing this.

Gordie: Oh... YOU'RE ON! I can't wait to call Hellspawn my new co-owner of SNW!

"Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" blares over the PA as Matt walks out of the ring and stares down Hellspawn, Gordie and the Sports Nutz. Wench looks over to Matt, and you can tell she doesn't know what to think right now.

Mark Followill: Well it's official. At Summer Bash, Matt Margera, Soul Reaper, Silvus and a partner to be named later take Hellspawn, Wench and two partners to be named later in a War Games Match with everything on the line!

Jason Martel: That's right. If Matt wins, he gets Wench back. But if Hellspawn wins, he takes over Matt's co-ownership of SNW and keeps Wench.

Mark Followill: What a war it will be at Summer Bash in Dallas, TX!

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

"Chicken Huntin'' hits, and the Alley Ratz walk out from behind the curtain to a decent pop.

Monica Deluca: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a first round tag team title tournament match, set for one fall. First, from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada... the team of Eddy and Twitch, the Alley Ratz!

Mark Followill: Well recently on Guys' Night Out, the Alley Ratz had their hands full with "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates and "Cowboy" Bob Johnson, as the match never got underway!

Jason Martel: They fought all over the building, and even fought outside and tore up my car!

Mark Followill: It was only a dent on the hood of your car. And besides, I heard that Gordie got you a good deal on repairing the dent!

Jason Martel: Still, it was MY car!

Mark Followill: Oh brother.

The Alley Ratz slap hands with some of the ringside fans, then enter the ring. "I Can't Surf" hits, and "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates comes out from behind the curtain and skateboards on his way to the ring.

Monica Deluca: And their opponents... First, from Santa Cruz, CA and weighing 215 pounds, "Rowdy" Ronnie Yates!

He hops onto the rail and skateboards on it, then kickflips off of the rail and lands on his feet to a nice pop from the crowd. Ronnie stands pat as the Alley Ratz anxiously await inside the ring. "Don't You Think This Outlaw Bit's Done Got Out Of Hand?" blares over the PA, and out comes "Cowboy" Bob Johnson, hooping and hollering, and cracking his bullwhip as the crowd cheers him on.

Monica Deluca: And hailing from Sweetwater, TX and weighing 285 pounds, "Cowboy" Bob Johnson!

Cowboy Bob and Rowdy Ronnie enter the ring, and immediately the Alley Ratz ambush them, stomping them before they can get into the ring. Eddy and Twitch pick Bob and Ronnie up respectively and whip them into the ropes. Eddy and Twitch both duck down, but it's too early as Bob nails Eddy with a violent clubbing blow to his back, knocking him down; and Ronnie nails Twitch with a flying forearm that sends Twitch flying to the mat, his momentum causing him to roll to the floor outside the ring. Referee Mike Croft orders Ronnie to his corner as Cowboy Bob picks Eddy up and nails him with a vertical suplex.

Mark Followill: "Cowboy" Bob Johnson with a cover! ONE... only "one" as Eddy kicks out.

Jason Martel: Way too early to try to finish off the Alley Ratz. As much as I can't stand them, they are a hungry team and will do whatever it takes to win.

Bob picks Eddy up and goes for a powerbomb, but Eddy counters with a hurricanrana. Bob makes a tag to Ronnie, but Eddy also makes a tag to Twitch. Twitch and Ronnie charge at each other. Twitch goes for a clothesline, but Ronnie ducks. Twitch turns around, but is knocked down by a cartwheel kick from Ronnie. Ronnie with a cover. ONE... TWO... Twitch kicks out. Ronnie picks Twitch up and hits him with several knee strikes to the face, then follows up with an attempted northern light suplex, but Twitch flips over onto his feet behind Ronnie. Ronnie turns around and is picked up by Twitch, who places Ronnie on his shoulders and spins him around.

Mark Followill: Twitch with an airplane spin on Ronnie Yates!

Jason Martel: I feel like I'm in 1988, not 2008 when I see that maneuver.

Twitch puts Ronnie down. Both men stagger around, obviously dizzy. Ronnie collapses on his back, and Twitch collapses backward and onto Ronnie in a pinning predicament.

Mark Followill: ONE... TWO... And "Cowboy" Bob Johnson breaks it up with an elbow drop to Twitch!

Jason Martel: I don't think Twitch even realizes he got elbow dropped from being so dizzy with that airplane spin.

Cowboy Bob lays in a series of stomps to Twitch as the ref yells at him to get to his corner. Bob just yells at the ref right back. He turns around, only for Eddy to run in and nail Bob with a spinning heel kick. Eddy gets back to his corner as Bob rolls onto the apron and heads back to his corner. Both Eddy and Cowboy Bob pound on the turnbuckle pads, cheering their respective partners on to make the tag. Ronnie crawls over and makes the tag to Bob, and Twitch musters his strength and jumps to make a tag to Eddy to a nice pop. Eddy runs in and hits Bob with a forearm, but it has no effect. Bob answers with a flurry of wild right hand punches, then irish whips Eddy into the ropes. Eddy bounces off the ropes, and Bob nails him with a big boot to the face.

Mark Followill: Cowboy Bob with a cover. ONE... TWO... And Eddy barely gets the shoulder up!

Jason Martel: Close only counts in horseshoes, and Cowboy Bob Johnson knows that all too well.

Bob picks Eddy up by the head and makes a tag to Ronnie. They send Eddy off the ropes and duck down for an overhead back body drop, but Eddy sees them telegraphing the move and counters, nailing a Double DDT, spiking both Bob and Ronnie as the crowd pops for the move. Eddy with a tag to Twitch. Bob staggers up, but is knocked out of the ring with a Double Superkick from the Alley Ratz. Eddy and Twitch then pick Ronnie up and nail him with a Double Fisherman Buster. Eddy picks Ronnie up in a wheelbarrow position as Twitch climbs to the top turnbuckle. Twitch comes down with a splash onto the back of Ronnie as Eddy drops down in a sitout position.

Mark Followill: 420 Dropzone! Twitch with the cover! ONE... TWO... THREE!

Monica Deluca: Here are your winners, the Alley Ratz!

Jason Martel: Now the Alley Ratz advance to the semi-finals, and will take on the winner of the next match pitting Wench and Soul Reaper against Hellspawn and Emo Kid.

Mark Followill: And that match is next!

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

Mark Followill: This next match is to decide who moves on in the tag team tournament.

Jason Martel: Emo has been questioning Hellspawn focus but I know Hellspawn really focused on this match.

"You Wouldn't Know" hits as the crowd comes to their feet, cheering their lungs out.

Monica Deluca: The following match is to see who goes to the semi-finals of the tag team tournament. Introducing first the team of Soul Reaper and Wench.

Soul Reaper walks out with no Wench. Soul Reaper walks to the ring as the fans cheer but also looked confused.

Mark Followill: Where is Wench?

Jason Martel: Relax she is here. Hellspawn told me she would come out with him and Emo so Matt couldn't try to steal her back.

Monica Deluca: And their opponents representing Chaos the team of Hellspawn and Emo Kid.

"White Knuckle" hits as the fans boo loudly. Emo Kid walks out first as Wench and Hellspawn come from out behind him. They all walk to the ring and Wench goes to her corner as Hellspawn and Emo goes to their corner.

Mark Followill: Well Hellspawn and Emo look ready to go and Wench seems to be able to wrestle so lets see what happens.

The ref calls for the bell as Hellspawn orders Emo out the ring. Hellspawn turns around and sees Wench is going to start for her team. Hellspawn looks at Wench for a second before tagging in Emo Kid. Wench and Emo Kid looks confused as Hellspawn steps over the top rope to the apron.

Mark Followill: Why did Hellspawn do that?

Jason Martel: It's easy he loves her and doesn't want to fight her so he tagged out.

Emo gets in the ring and yells at Hellspawn as Wench sneaks up behind him and rolls him up in a schoolboy ONE... Emo Kicks out. Emo quickly gets to his feet and goes to clothesline Wench but she ducks it and kicks Emo in the the gut and takes him down hard with a DDT. Wench gets on top of Emo and lays rights into his face. Emo pushes her off and tries to get up but Wench quickly kicks him in the face. Wench pulls Emo to his feet and whips him into the ropes and hits a dropkick when he comes off the ropes. Wench quickly covers but Emo kicks out before the ref could even count. Wench pulls Emo to his feet and drags him over to his corner and tags in Soul Reaper. Soul Reaper kicks Emo in the gut followed by a right hand knocking him to the mat. Soul Reaper pull Emo to his feet and hits a back breaker on him.

Mark Followill: Soul Reaper and Wench are working well together.

Jason Martel: Just wait till Hellspawn gets into the ring.

Soul Reaper pushes Emo into the corner and buries a few shoulder into Emo's gut before whipping him across the ring into the other corner. Soul Reaper charges in and Emo gets a boot up catching a foot to Soul Reapers face. Emo stumbles to the corner and tags in Hellspawn. Soul Reaper and Hellspawn stare at each other before trading punches. Hellspawn gets the advantage when he buries a knee into Soul reaper's gut. Hellspawn drops a elbow to the back of Soul Reaper's neck knocking him to the mat. Hellspawn stomps Soul Reaper a few times before picking him up and hitting a back breaker on him. Hellspawn grabs Soul Reaper by the head and starts slamming his head into the mat as the ref counted. Hellspawn stops at four and gets to his feet before dropping a elbow across Soul Reapers throat. Hellspawn pulls Soul Reaper up by his hair and lifts him onto his shoulder. Hellspawn drops Soul Reaper across the top turnbuckle and hits the ropes and takes out Soul Reaper with a big boot. Hellspawn looks to Wench and smiles as he drops a knee to Soul Reaper's face. Hellspawn gets Soul Reaper back to his feet and lifts him over his head and drops him across his knee with a gut buster.

Mark Followill: Hellspawn is using his power to control the speed of Soul Reaper.

Jason Martel: This is why he is our champion.

Hellspawn covers Soul Reaper but pulls him up before the ref can even count. The ref yells at Hellspawn but Hellspawn ignores him. Hellspawn hits a belly to belly on Soul Reaper before climbing to the top rope. Hellspawn goes for a flying clothesline but Soul Reaper ducks down causing Hellspawn to crash hard into the mat. Soul Reaper crawls over to the corner and tags in Wench. Wench runs in and starts hitting Hellspawn with right hands as he gets to one knee. Hellspawn pushes her back and gets to his feet and Wench charges him and hits a clothesline that doesn't even budge Hellspawn. Hellspawn looks at Wench as she kicks him in the gut and whips him into the corner. Wench charges in and hits a clothesline followed by a bulldog. Wench goes for a cover but Emo breaks it up after one. Wench hits the ropes and hits a dropkick to the side of Hellspawn's head. Wench pulls Hellspawn to his feet and he pushes her away. Hellspawn goes to hit Wench with a right hand but stops himself to the shock of everyone. Wench yells at him to fight her but he turns his back on her.

Mark Followill: Could Emo Kid be right that Wench is in Hellspawn's head?

Jason Martel : I told you he said he is going to prove how much he loves her even if she beats the hell out of him.

Wench looks confused and shakes her head and pushes Hellspawn in the back yelling at him to face her. Hellspawn turns around and Wench slaps him across the face repeatedly but still Hellspawn wont fight back. Wench gets fed up and pushes Hellspawn to his corner where Emo tags in. Emo gets in Hellspawn's face yelling at him when out of nowhere, Hellspawn blasts him with a right hand to a loud and deafening pop from the crowd.

Mark Followill: What the hell did Hellspawn do that for?

Jason Martel: Hellspawn is tired of Emo Kid questioning him.

Hellspawn steps over the ropes and drops to the floor and grabs his title. He turns back toward the ring as Wench is kicking Emo in the corner. Wench pulls Emo out of the corner and hits a German suplex. Wench pulls Emo up to his feet and goes to whip him into the corner but Emo reverses it. Wench heads to the corner and jumps to the top rope and hits whisper in the wind on Emo. Wench quickly pulls Emo to the middle of the ring and covers... ONE... TWO... Emo kicks out. Hellspawn starts walking toward the back as the match continues. He gets to the middle of the aisle and stops and turns back and watches.

Mark Followill: Hellspawn is walking out on his partner.

Jason Martel: No he is not he is giving Emo Kid a chance to pull his weight.

Wench gets Emo to his feet and hits a standing hurricanrana. Wench picks Emo up, but gets caught in the gut by a right hand by Emo Kid. Emo keeps throwing rights and lefts to Wench and finally gets the advantage backing her to the corner. Emo Kid hits a European uppercut on Wench before snapmaring her out of the corner and following it up with a dropkick to the back of her head. Emo looks at Hellspawn standing in the aisle and starts to yell at him. Emo turns back and drops a elbow across Wench's chest. Emo pulls Wench to her feet and goes for a DDT but Wench reverses it and locks Emo in the Cross Face. Emo tries repeatedly tries to escape but finally has to tap out.

Monica Deluca: Here are your winners and advancing in the tag team title tournament, Wench and Soul Reaper.

Mark Followill: Wench moves on in the tournament after Hellspawn walks out.

Jason Martel: Hellspawn gave Emo Kid a chance to win the match by himself to prove he belongs in Chaos.

Wench and Soul Reaper celebrate as Emo Kid rolls out the ring. A hooded figure comes through the crowd and slides in the ring behind Wench and Soul Reaper and blindsides Soul Reaper knocking him from the ring. The hooded figure follows Soul Reaper out of the ring and starts stomping him. In the ring, Wench is watching the hooded figure, confused, as Emo comes back in the ring with a chair. Wench turns around and Emo Kid hits her with the chair to tremendously loud boos from the crowd. Hellspawn sees this and runs back toward the ring, and again, oddly enough, a large portion of the audience cheers Hellspawn. Emo goes to hit Wench again but Hellspawn from behind and grabs the chair. Emo turns around and grabs the chair back from Hellspawn and hits him in the head with it. Hellspawn doesn't move and grabs Emo by the throat. Hellspawn is yelling at Emo Kid before lifting him up and choke slamming him down. Hellspawen yells at the hooded figure and the man gets a table and slides in in the ring. Hellspawn sets up the table and picks up the chair and waits for Emo Kid gets to his feet.

Mark Followill: This doesn't bode well for Emo Kid with Hellspawn now having the chair.

Jason Martel: I think this is the end of Chaos.

Emo gets to his feet and Hellspawn slams the chair over his head making the sickest sound. Emo lays on the mat blood flowing from his head. Hellspawn pulls Emo to his feet and lifts him up and power bombs him through the table. The hooded figure slides back in the ring and pulls Wench to the edge of the ring. Hellspawn picks his title back up as the hooded figure puts Wench over his shoulder and walks out with Hellspawn following behind him.

Mark Followill: I don't know what just happened here but something tells me Hellspawn had this planned the whole time.

Jason Martel: That is insane there is no proof of that.

Mark Followill: What about the guy is carrying Wench after attacking Soul Reaper.

Jason Martel: It's just coincidence.

The camera shows emt's checking Emo Kid as the show goes to commercial.

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

Shot opens backstage, where a doctor is working on bandaging up Emo Kid from the sick chair shot that he suffered at the hands of Hellspawn. Matt Margera walks up to him and asks the doctor to give him a second. Emo looks at Matt with a disgusted look.

Emo Kid: Just what in the hell do you want?

Matt Margera: Look, I don't want any trouble here.

Emo Kid: Then why don't you walk the hell away?!

Matt Margera: Hey, just hear me out here.

Emo rolls his eyes, but decides to listen anyway.

Matt Margera: I saw what happened to you out there with Hellspawn. I tried to warn you when you first came here that he would bite you like a snake at any moment, but you got defiant with me, saying he was your ticket to stardom in SNW. Well where is that ticket now? It's certainly not with Hellspawn!

Emo Kid: What are you getting at?

Matt Margera: Well I bet you'd like nothing more than a chance to tear up Hellspawn.

Emo Kid: Damn right, and show him that I was the glue that kept Chaos together. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if Venom walked out because of Hellspawn, and if Hannah faked her injury so that she could get away from him.

Matt Margera: Well, I have one open spot for my team in the War Games match at Summer Bash. What do you say to filling that spot?

Emo Kid thinks it over for a second, then an evil grin comes over his face.

Emo Kid: Count me in. But I must warn you... I can't promise that I won't hurt Wench.

Matt has a slight look of dismay as a big gulp goes down his throat, then he walks off as the doctor goes back to tending to Emo Kid.

Jason Martel: Can you believe that, Mark? Matt Margera just made a deal with the devil himself!

Mark Followill: Well he couldn't fill that spot with Wench, and who what better partner to have then someone who knows Hellspawn and wants to tear him apart?

"Out Here Grindin" hits, and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor and Stank Lovve come out to a nice pop.

Monica Deluca: This next match is set for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Stank Lovve... hailing from Compton, CA and weighing 225 pounds, Terrell "The Truth" Taylor!

Mark Followill: A little preview of the semi-final match that we'll see in two weeks on Onslaught pitting Terrell Taylor and Stank Lovve against Alex Daniels and Viper.

Jason Martel: And if Alex Daniels and Viper fight each other tonight, they are gone from the tournament, giving Taylor and Lovve a bye into the finals.

Taylor gets in the ring and awaits his opponent. "Thunderstruck" hits, and out comes "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels, along with Viper as the crowd boos them out of the building. Alex sees a fan with a sign that says "TEXAS, LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT!" Alex grabs the sign and tears it up, the boos getting even louder.

Monica Deluca: His opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing 220 pounds, accompanied by Viper... "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels!

Alex gets in the ring and takes off his headband, vest and sunglasses and hands them to the ring attendant. Referee Rick Maynard calls for the bell and the match is underway. Daniels and Taylor lock up, and Taylor with a knee to the midsection of Daniels. Taylor whips Daniels into the ropes. Daniel off the ropes, and Taylor knocks him down with a very devastating and powerful clothesline. Taylor picks Daniels up and nails a picture perfect vertical suplex.

Mark Followill: A textbook style suplex from "The Truth."

Jason Martel: "Kid Thunder" is getting outclassed in the early going.

Taylor with a knee drop to Daniels, followed by a pinfall attempt. ONE... And Daniels kicks out at one. Taylor picks Daniels up and goes for a German Suplex, but Daniels lands on his feet behind Taylor. Daniels grabs Taylor and slams him down with a back suplex. Daniels grabs Taylor by the head and punches him in the head with a series of right hands. Daniels picks Taylor up and goes to whip him into the corner, but Taylor reverses, sending Daniels crashing chest first into the corner and knocking Daniels down flat on his back. Taylor with an elbow drop to Daniels. Taylor picks Daniels up and whips him into the ropes. Daniels off the ropes and Taylor picks him up and places him on his shoulder, then slams him down backward with a Samoan Drop. Taylor with a cover... ONE... TWO... Daniels kicks out as Viper sarcastically cheers Daniels on, shouting, "C'mon, strike the Truth down with Thunder!" Daniels yells at Viper, but when he turns around, Taylor nails him with a spinebuster.

Jason Martel: Alex Daniels needs to keep his cool or he and Viper are out of the tournament.

Mark Followill: Taylor picks Daniels up and nails him with a powerbomb. ONE... TWO... Daniels gets the shoulder up.

Taylor goes to pick Daniels up, but Daniels performs a Mortal Kombat-esque sweep kick that takes Taylor down. Taylor back up, but Daniels grabs him and slams him down with a sambo suplex. Daniels with a cover. ONE... TWO... Taylor kicks out. Daniels whips Taylor into the ropes. Taylor off the ropes, and Daniels nails him with a leg lariat. Daniels picks Taylor up and goes to whip him into the corner, but Taylor reverses the whip, sending Daniels into the corner. Taylor waves his arm and fist in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Taylor charges and goes for a Stinger Splash, but Daniels gets out of the way and Taylor crashes, his head hitting the post.

Mark Followill: Terrell "The Truth" Taylor just hit the post!

Jason Martel: Haha! He outsmarted himself!

Taylor staggers out of the corner, and Daniels nails him with the Wrist Clutch Fisherman Buster. Daniels with a cover. ONE... TWO... THREE! "Thunderstruck" blasts over the PA as the crowd boos their lungs out. Stank Lovve goes in to check on Taylor.

Monica Deluca: Here is your winner, "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels!

Mark Followill: A possible bad omen for Terrell "The Truth" Taylor and Stank Lovve going into their semi-final match against "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels and Viper in two weeks.

Jason Martel: But the problem is that Alex Daniels and Viper can't get along. Stank Lovve and Terrell "The Truth" Taylor, while they may not have an extended history of being a tag team, can get along.

Mark Followill: Right now, let's go back to the locker room, where Misty Crawford is standing by with Hellspawn.

Shot switches to the locker room, where Misty Crawford is standing by with Hellspawn.

Misty Crawford: Alright, thank you Mark. Hellspawn, first of all, it's very obvious that Emo Kid is out of Chaos. Would you care to enlighten us with your side of the story?

Hellspawn: Misty, let's say that you're in charge of a business. And let's say that you hire someone with the potential to make your business very profitable. But instead of making your business profitable, they make it suffer by not living up to their potential, and above all that, they decide to continually argue with you and even slap you around. What would you do to that employee.

Misty Crawford: Well without question, I'd fire that person.

Hellspawn: You're a wise woman after all. You see, that's exactly what happened with Emo Kid. He had the potential to make Chaos a feared stable. With Venom disappearing more times than the Ultimate Warrior, and Hannah suffering a serious injury, it was up to Emo Kid to step up. But instead, he decided to question me and my love for Wench. Instead of bothering to research the history between Wench and I, he decides he's going to call the shots and boss me around. Well I've got news for you, nobody bosses Hellspawn around. NOBODY! And you know what's sad? I was going to let bygones be bygones with Emo Kid, hoping he'd learn his lesson when I clocked him with a right hand. But instead he goes and nails the love of my life with a steel chair! Emo Kid is now public enemy number two in my book, a close second to public enemy number one, Matt Margera!

Misty Crawford: Speaking of Wench, can you update us on her condition.

Hellspawn: From what I've heard from the doctors, she may have suffered a mild concussion but should be able to compete in two weeks, and believe me, she can't wait to get her...

Gordon Heath, George Dunpork and Craig Mueller walk into the camera shot, interrupting Hellspawn.

Misty Crawford: Gordon Heath, Sports Nutz, what are you three doing here?!

Gordie: Well considering that Hellspawn could be my new co-owner come Summer Bash, I think we need to talk business. And the first order of business we have is why in the world did you kick Emo Kid off your team without consulting with us?!

Dunpork: Yeah, now he's going to be on Matt's team, and he has a full team now! You only have two... yourself and Wench.

Hellspawn: Hey, you all saw what went down with Emo Kid! You saw how much of a troublemaker he was!

Craig: But Hellspawn...

Hellspawn: You shut your can, you Oxygen Network watching prissy! Emo Kid was nothing but trouble and wouldn't have done my team any good, and you can bank that he won't be of any use for Matt's team in the War Games.

Gordie: You better be right, because if Matt's team wins, it'll be hell on earth for you!

Hellspawn, Gordie and the Sports Nutz just keep shouting at each other as the show cuts to a commercial.

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

Mark Followill: The next match pits the new comer Silvus against Criss Cassidy.

Jason Martel: Silvus decided to attack Hellspawn when he first arrived trying to get a name for himself.

"Put You On The Game" hits as the crowd boos loudly.

Monica Deluca: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Brooklyn, New York and weighing 215 pounds, this is Criss Cassidy!

Criss Cassidy walks out and taunts the crowd as they boo him. Criss gets to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope, then poses in the ring. A child's voice is then heard on the PA.

I have killed once before,
So quick and silent and evermore,
The dark enclosure in my mind,
Hides my truths more and more,
But once again alas it must open,
So spew fourth the demons that rage,
And hope dear god please just hope,
That ain't Silvus knocking at your door...

"Wishmaster" hits as the crowd erupts into cheers as Silvus walks out from the curtain.

Monica Deluca: And his opponent from Manchester, England and weighing 275 pounds, this is Silvus.

Silvus slaps fans hands as he makes his way to the ring. Silvus climbs onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle and pumps up the crowd. Silvus jumps in the ring and stares at Criss.

The ref calls for the bell as Criss and Silvus circle each other. Criss and Silvus lock up and Silvus quickly gets Cris in a side headlock. Criss pushes Silvus off to the ropes and when he comes off hits a shoulder block but neither man moves. Criss tells Silvus to try again and Silvus hits the ropes Criss waits for him to get close before taking him down with a drop toe hold. Criss gets to his feet and points at Silvus laughing. Silvus gets to his feet and slaps Cris across the face. Criss answers with a right of his own and the two trade punches in the middle of the ring. Criss kicks Silvus in the gut and whips him into the ropes. When Silvus comes off Chris hits a dropkick right to Silvus face. Criss drops a elbow across Silvus throat and goes for the early cover... ONE... Silvus kicks out. Criss yells at the ref to count faster as he pulls Silvus up and hits a few knees to Silvus head before taking him over with a snap suplex. Criss sits Silvus up and hits a stiff kick to his back before applying a rear chin lock. The fans start to cheer for Silvus who responds by getting to his feet. Silvus hits a elbow to Criss' gut, but Criss pulls Silvus back down by the hair. The ref chastises him for it but Criss ignores it and stomps Silvus in the face.

Mark Followill: Criss Cassidy taking some short cuts early in the match.

Jason Martel: You know you have to do whatever it takes to win here in SNW.

Criss pulls Silvus to his feet and whips him into the corner. Criss follows him in with a clothesline and places Silvus on the top rope. Criss climbs to the top rope and goes for a superplex but Silvus blocks repeated attempts. Silvus hits a few rights to Criss' gut before pushing him off the top rope. Silvus gets off the top rope and as soon as Criss gets to his feet, he takes him down hard with a clothesline. Silvus pulls Criss to his feet and hits a back breaker. Silvus rolls Criss onto his gut and drops a elbow across Criss' lower back. Silvus continues to work on the back of Criss with stiff kicks to the back. Silvus pulls Criss to his feet and hits a full nelson slam.

Mark Followill: Silvus is showing he is no rookie in that ring picking apart Criss' back.

Jason Martel: Criss is a strong competitor he is fine.

Silvus pulls Criss to his feet and hits a powerbomb. Silvus goes for the cover... ONE... TWO... Criss kicks out. Silvus pulls Criss to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Silvus goes for a clothesline but Criss ducks and when Silvus turns around, Criss takes him down with a spinning heel kick. Both men lay on the mat as the ref counts.

Mark Followill: Both men are spent after such a fast paced match.

Jason Martel: Whoever gets to his feet first will win more then likely.

The ref gets to seven and both men get to their feet and trade rights and lefts. Criss gets the advantage and whips Silvus into the ropes and takes him down with a dropkick. Criss quickly pulls Silvus to his feet and turns him around before hitting three German suplexes. Criss goes to the top rope and taunts the fans before jumping off the top rope with The Nightmare. Silvus gets his knees up as Criss lands hard on them. Silvus gets to his feet as Criss stumbles around holding his gut. Silvus quickly secures the mandible claw and hits Retribution. Silvus covers ONE... TWO... THREE!

Monica Deluca: Here is your winner, Silvus!

Mark Followill: Silvus picks up a hard fought victory here tonight.

Jason Martel: I admit, he looked impressive but he's no Hellspawn.

Silvus rolls out of the ring and starts walking towards the back. Criss gets to his feet, disappointed, as Silvus disappears behind the curtain.

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

Brenda Price is standing by backstage with Silvus, who's catching his breath.

Brenda Price: Silvus, congratulations on your win over Criss Cassidy. But you're night is far from over, as you're in the battle royal tonight. On the line... a shot at the SNW Texas Championship held by Hellspawn.

Silvus: Well I guess it's no secret that I want the Texas Championship, as evidenced when I showed up at Guys' Night Out. When I held that belt up high, it was a foreshadowing of what's to come...

All of a sudden the lights go out. Brenda shouts "What's going on?!" An voice is heard...

I WANT TO PLAY A GAME! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

The lights come back on, and Brenda and Silvus don't know what to do.

Brenda Price: Mark, I'm sending it back to you as I'm getting the hell outta here.

Shot switches back to the arena as "Never Gonna Give You Up" hits as Rick Roll comes out to a big pop.

Mark Followill: Thank you, Brenda. And I'd like to know whose voice was that?

Jason Martel: Now why in the world would I know?

Mark Followill: Well you're the broadcast journalist.

Jason Martel: I'm a broadcast journalist, not a detective.

Rick is wearing a white trenchcoat, a black singlet, white kneepads, and white boots, dancing to and lip syncing his own theme music as the crowd sings along with the famous Rick Astley song.

Jason Martel: Oh you've got to be kidding me. When is this rickroll fad gonna go away!

Camera shot switches to Mark Followill, who's standing up, swaying about and clapping to the song.

Jason Martel: Sit down! You're making a fool of yourself!

Mark Followill: Oh quit being a stick in the mud.

Monica Deluca: This match is set for one fall. About to enter the ring, from Brighton Beach, CA and weighing 199 pounds, Rick Roll!

Rick enters the ring and takes off his entrance attire. "Your Disease" hits as the lights dim slightly. Alexander Draven, dressed in a long black robe, is standing at the top of the ramp. He walks down ignoring all the crowd, who gives him a mixed reaction.

Monica Deluca: His opponent, from Lowestoft, England and weighing 290 pounds, Alexander Draven!

Mark Followill: Alexander Draven, making his SNW debut against Rick Roll.

Jason Martel: If he ends Rick Roll's career, he'll be my new favorite wrestler in SNW.

Mark Followill: I thought your favorite was Hellspawn.

Jason Martel: He's skating on thin ice now that he's starting to go soft. I bet he watches the Notebook and The English Patient with Wench.

Rick Roll realizes how much bigger Alexander Draven is than him, so he mockingly puffs his chest out and stands on his tippy toes, asking him to give him his best shot. Alexander Draven just shakes his head and obliges, knocking Rick Roll down with a vicious big boot, causing the crowd to go "OOOOOOHHHH!" Alexander Draven picks Rick Roll up and nails him with a textbook style vertical suplex. Alexander Draven runs the ropes and goes for a leg drop, but Rick Roll gets out of the way and Draven lands on his backside, holding the small of his back and wincing in pain. Rick Roll nails Alexander Draven with a dropkick to the face and goes for a cover. ONE... Draven military presses him off at just a count of one. Before Alexander Draven can get up though, Rick Roll kicks him in the back of the legs, bringing him back down to his knees.

Mark Followill: Say what you will about his antics, but Rick Roll knows how to wrestle a smart match by going after the legs of Alexander Draven.

Jason Martel: That's what Rick Roll needs to do to win this match. Take out the legs of the bigger man.

Rick Roll runs and bounces off the ropes, but Alexander Draven knocks him down with a Polish Hammer, eliciting another "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!" from the crowd. Alexander Draven picks up Rick Roll and snapmares him down, followed up by a sleeper hold. Draven cinches in the sleeper, which is slowly putting Rick Roll away. Referee Mike Croft checks in to see if Rick Roll is out. He raises his hand, and it falls down. ONE!... He raises it a second time and it goes down. TWO!... The ref raises Rick Roll's hand one last time, but Roll is able to keep it from dropping as the crowd cheers him on. Rick Roll slowly fights his way up, but Alexander Draven transitions the sleeper, flipping Rick Roll behind him and nails him with an Osaka Street Cutter.

Mark Followill: Draven with a cover. ONE... TWO... And Rick Roll manages to get the shoulder up.

Jason Martel: I thought for sure that Rick Roll was finished there.

Alexander Draven picks Rick Roll up and whips him into the ropes. Draven puts his head down for an overhead back body drop, but Rick Roll sees him telegraphing the move and leap frogs over Draven. Draven turns around and Rick Roll staggers him with a front dropkick. Rick Roll to the top turnbuckle as Draven tries to regain his bearings. Draven comes flying off the top and is able to get Draven up and over with the Dragonrana. Rick Roll with a cover. ONE... TWO... Draven kicks out. Rick Roll runs and bounces off the ropes again, but Draven catches him and slams him down with a spinebuster. Draven with a cover. ONE... TWO... Rick Roll gets the shoulder up.

Mark Followill: Rick Roll refusing to stay down.

Jason Martel: Then Alexander Draven will have to put him down like a lame pet.

Mark Followill: SIR!

Alexander Draven picks Rick Roll up, but Rick Roll brings him down with a jawbreaker, followed up by an uppercut, and that's followed with an STO. Rick Roll with the cover. ONE... TWO... Draven kicks out. Rick Roll stomps Draven, then goes for a standing shooting star press, but Draven puts his knees up and Rick Roll crashes on top of his knees. Rick Roll holds his stomach in agony. Alexander Draven picks Rick Roll up by the head and takes him over to the corner, slamming his head into the top turnbuckle pad. Draven then places Rick Roll onto the top turnbuckle pad. Draven goes to climb the to the top turnbuckle pad. Draven goes for a superplex, but Rick Roll counters and brings Draven down with a Side Effect off the top turnbuckle, causing the crowd to come off their feet with a deafening pop! Both men are down, and the ref lays down the ten count.

Mark Followill: Whoever can get up first has the best chance of winning this battle.

Jason Martel: Anybody but Rick Roll!

The ref gets to eight, and Rick Roll breaks it up when he sits up. Draven slowly gets up as well. Rick Roll goes toward Draven, but Draven picks him up and nails him with a Tombstone Piledriver, immediately transitioned into a Dragon Sleeper.

Mark Followill: There it is! The Draven Death Hold!

Jason Martel: Believe me, Mark, I know from my time in UHW that this hold has put away the best that this business has to offer!

Mark Followill: And Rick Roll has no choice but to tap out.

Monica Deluca: Here is your winner, Alexander Draven!

"Your Disease" plays over the PA as the ref raises Alexander Draven's hand in victory. The hooded figure that was out earlier then comes out from behind the curtain.

Mark Followill: Wait a second. That's the hooded man person that was here earlier!

Jason Martel: Haha! I just might get my wish of Rick Roll's career ending after all!

Mark Followill: Could you be a humanitarian for once, Jason?!

The hooded figure simply points to Alexander Draven, who gets an evil grin on his face. Draven picks Rick Roll up and brings him over to the corner, and sets him up on the top turnbuckle. Draven brings Rick Roll crashing down with a Super Diamond Cutter, causing the crowd to chant "HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!" Draven kicks Rick Roll several times, then leaves the ring as a large portion boos Draven for what he did, but he manages to have a few cheers.

Mark Followill: Rick Roll could be seriously hurt and might not be able to make it to the battle royal.

Jason Martel: You say it as if that's a bad thing.

Mark Followill: To have his chance at an opportunity for the Texas Championship taken away from him? Yes, that is a bad thing. Fans, we'll be right back.

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

Mark Followill: Welcome back to Onslaught, and we have an update on the condition of Syco Boy. Recently, he suffered an injured larynx at the hands of Venom, who has since vanished from SNW. Well we have received reports that Syco Boy's recovery has been going well, and that he may be cleared to wrestle soon. However, it may be quite some time before he can talk again.

Jason Martel: That's one less annoying voice we have to hear.

Mark Followill: Jason, come on!

Jason Martel: OK, I admit that I was a bit saddened when I heard Syco Boy's acting career has now been put on hold after suffering the larynx injury, because I heard through the grapevine that he was going to be in the remake of Deliverance.

Jason laughs at himself as Mark Followill shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

Mark Followill: Oh, you're just a riot tonight.

Jason Martel: I know, I should go on tour with the Kings of Comedy. Syco Boy was going to have a comedy career as well, but that's on hold due to the injury. He would've been great on the Blue Collar Comedy Tour! HAHAHAHAHA!

Mark Followill: Please.

Jason Martel: What?!

Mark Followill: Fans, let's take it to Misty Crawford, who's standing by with "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels.

Shot switches to the backstage interview area, where Misty Crawford is standing by with Alex Daniels.

Misty Crawford: I am here with "Kid Thunder" Alex Daniels, who was victorious today against Terrell "The Truth" Taylor. Alex, should you win the battle royal today, you would be wrestling two times in one day again in two weeks.

Alex Daniels: Well that just means that I'd bring in more viewers to Onslaught. You see, Misty, the ratings spike anytime I'm on TV, which is why Gordon Heath asked me to do this interview. However, I question the wisdom in you interviewing me.

Misty Crawford: Excuse me?

Alex Daniels: Misty, let's face it. You're a woman.

Misty's jaw drops in shock at Alex's comment. She hauls off and slaps him hard in the face, then storms off. Alex can't believe what just happened, then shoos the camera man out, telling him to go away as the show fades to commercial.

--COMMERCIAL--

[Hollywood]

Back from commercial break, and all of the SNW wrestlers are making their way to the ring as "Psycho Circus" blares over the PA. Monica Deluca announces each individual, and the crowd reacts accordingly. Rick Roll is still smarting from the attack he suffered earlier. Wench is holding her head from the mild concussion she suffered, and Emo Kid is smarting from his previous attack as well.

Mark Followill: Before everyone started to walk out to the ring, we were joined at the broadcast booth by Hellspawn, who is the current reigning SNW Texas Champion. Hellspawn, is there anybody in particular you'd want to face?

Hellspawn: It doesn't matter who gets the title shot, because they're going down, just like Matt Margera will go down in the War Games match at Summer Bash. And Jason, what do you mean I've gone soft?

Jason Martel: Just look at how you refused to fight Wench!

Hellspawn: That's because I love her, you insect.

After everyone has gotten into the ring...

Monica Deluca: And making his SNW debut... Dave!

"Always" by Saliva hits, and Dave Mason comes out to a big pop from the crowd as they know his work from watching him in various other promotions. Hellspawn looks unimpressed.

Hellspawn: I've beaten him before so many times up north in Canada, it's not even funny.

The bell sounds, and everyone begins brawling. Naturally, everyone goes to try to eliminate Omerta first as he's the biggest of everyone in the match. He's able to fight everyone else off, however. Terrell Taylor charges at Omerta, but Omerta ducks and overhead back body drops Taylor to the floor outside, eliminating him.

Hellspawn: Looks like Terrell Taylor is just the myth today.

Everyone tries to jockey for position, trying to eliminate each other and claw onto the ropes to keep from being eliminated. All of a sudden, out come Sean O'Brien, along with two taller men and a man in a suit.

Mark Followill: Wait a second, this isn't an open battle royal. What is Sean O'Brien doing here, and who are those three guys that are with him?

Jason Martel: The two big men are Marcus and Mike Williams, Mark. And that man who's with them is Tony Spiccoli, and if he's around, look out because trouble is about to brew.

Sean O'Brien and the Williams Bros. rush into the ring at the behest of Tony Spiccoli. They waste no time in targeting Rick Roll, beating him down. Mike Williams then F-5s Rick Roll out of the ring and onto the floor as the crowd goes "OOOOOOOOHHH!" They then set their sights on Dave Mason, who puts up a valiant effort, but it's not enough as they beat him down and eliminate him as well, then they get out of the ring and walk off to the back amidst loud boos from the crowd.

Mark Followill: Why in the world did they go after Rick Roll and Dave Mason?!

Jason Martel: I don't know, why don't you go ask them?

Viper and Stank Lovve go at it. Stank is working on trying to eliminate Viper, but Viper is fighting it off. Alex Daniels sees this, and gladly assists Stank Lovve in eliminating Viper as the stipulation for Viper and Alex Daniels to get along doesn't apply to them anymore. Viper pounds the apron in anger as Alex Daniels laughs at him and waves "good bye" at him. Viper then jumps up and grabs Alex Daniels, hip-tossing him down to the floor. Viper picks up Alex Daniels, and the two are now going at it as officials rush down to get them separated.

Mark Followill: They're lucky that this is happening during the battle royal, or they'd forfeit their spot in the tag team title tournament.

Jason Martel: Like it would matter. They won't be able to get along in order to win the straps.

Hellspawn: And it's certain that neither one of them will win my strap in two weeks.

Several wrestlers are still trying to eliminate Omerta. Soon, everyone gangs up and is able to dump him out to a big pop from the crowd. Omerta pounds the mat in frustration and heads to the back. Everyone continues to jockey for position, trying to stave off elimination. Cowboy Bob Johnson charges at Eddy with a Running Lariat, but Eddy ducks and Johnson inadvertently eliminates his tag team partner, Rowdy Ronnie Yates. Yates and Johnson argue, and both Eddy and Twitch eliminate Johnson with a double dropkick to the back, sending Johnson up and over. Emo Kid and Wench are going at it. Wench is trying to eliminate Emo Kid, and Soul Reaper comes up to try to help. But instead, he accidentally eliminates Wench. Wench turns and yells at Reaper, who's trying to explain himself. Reaper turns around, and Emo Kid nails him with a dropsault, sending Reaper up and over, eliminating him.

Mark Followill: Emo Kid eliminates Soul Reaper!

Jason Martel: And to think that Matt Margera has those two on the same team.

Hellspawn: And look! Soul Reaper just grabbed Emo Kid by the wrist and brought him out and over the top, eliminating him.

Mark Followill: And now those two are exchanging lefts and rights!

Hellspawn: See, I told Gordie that he should have nothing to worry about come Summer Bash.

Officials rush down again to try to separate Emo Kid and Soul Reaper as they fight all the way to the back. Meanwhile, Alexander Draven nails Eddy with a Polish Hammer, eliminating him. Twitch charges at Silvus, but Silvus stops him, putting him in the Mandible Claw. Silvus, still holding Twitch with the Mandible Claw, picks him up and slams him over the top rope and to the floor to a loud pop from the crowd.

Mark Followill: Retribution to the floor!

We're now down to the final four of Alexander Draven, Criss Cassidy, Silvus and Stank Lovve. Stank and Draven pair off, as do Cassidy and Silvus. All four men try everything in their power to eliminate each other. Cassidy rakes Silvus in the eyes, breaking free. Cassidy snap suplexes Silvus, then goes over to try to help Stank Lovve eliminate Draven. After about a minute, Silvus is back up and charges at Cassidy and Stank, eliminating them with a double clothesline from behind. Draven and Silvus stand off as the crowd comes to a fever pitch.

Mark Followill: And the final two are Silvus and Alexander Draven!

Hellspawn: Looks like we have a preview of War Games.

Mark Followill: What do you mean?

Hellspawn: Oh, I guess you didn't hear. That hooded figure helped me recruit Alexander Draven for my team, and that hooded figure is also going to be the fourth and final member of my team.

Jason Martel: Well who is it?

Hellspawn: That's for me to know and you to find out.

Silvus and Draven lock up. Draven with a knee to the midsection of Silvus, followed up by a DDT. Draven picks Silvus up and tries to eliminate him, but Silvus holds onto the ropes for dear life. Silvus gouges Draven in the eyes to free himself. Silvus nails Draven with a front face slam, then goes to try to eliminate him. But Draven holds on for dear life. Draven elbows Silvus in the side of the head to free himself. Draven runs in and hits Silvus with a knee lift that knocks Silvus down to his knees near the ropes. Silvus is getting back up, using the top ropes as leverage to pull himself up. Draven charges at Silvus, but Silvus sees this and brings the top rope down, causing Draven's momentum to carry up and over the top rope, eliminating him. Draven realizes he's been eliminated and kicks at the security railing and storms off to the back as "Wishmaster" blares over the PA and Silvus celebrates his victory to a cheering crowd.

Monica Deluca: Here is your winner and number one contender for the SNW Texas Championship... Silvus!

Mark Followill: Hellspawn, you have a date with Silvus in two weeks on Onslaught!

Silvus points over at Hellspawn, then motions around his waist, saying that he's coming for the Texas Championship. Hellspawn stands up and holds the belt up in the air as the copyright information pops up on the screen, then the show fades to black.