Bonn: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Inferno Asylum match, and it is for the WWX World Heavyweight Championship!!!
***CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!***
The camera pans up above the ring, where the infamous Inferno Asylum is hung. Spotlights shine on the structure, illuminating its black chain-link walls, steel floors, and flame-generating machinery. The menacing Asylum begins to lower as the crowd buzzes with excitement on what is about to go down.
Hart: This is it, folks. This is what we've all been waiting for. The Inferno Asylum, first created by a former World Champion Rex McAllister five years ago, has surrounded this ring twice in the history of this company. In both instances, the careers of the men that chose to step inside its walls have been forever changed. What does it have in store for us tonight, with the most prestigious prize in all of professional wrestling on the line?
Lane: Tommy Lipton and Syndicate have been at each other's throats for the better part of five years, Mike. This is the culmination of all that anger, all that pent-up frustration between these two men. I can't wait!
Hart: We cannot forget the age difference here! Tommy Lipton, the older veteran and a legend against a future legend but much more youthful Syndicate!
*As the WWX ring crew moves to surround the ring, preparing to fasten the cage to the squared circle, the lights fade out in the arena. オープニング (Opening) by Shoji Meguro plays through the PA system, and as the song's angelic chorus cries out, the following video appears on the video wall above the entrance area:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ycIypHIe42c***BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO***
Hart: And here comes the man who requested this match, the man that wants nothing more than to see Tommy Lipton burn in the fires of Hell itself, the self-proclaimed Wrestling God!
As "THE WRESTLING GOD" appears in massive white letters on the videoboard, a single spotlight shines down onto the Wrestling God himself, Syndicate, wearing a bloodstained black linen robe, black denim jeans, and black Nike sneakers. The robe's hood covers much of Syndicate's face, although his wicked smile and some of his shoulder-length blonde hair can still be seen. He extends his arms outward into a crucifix pose as his entrance song reaches a crescendo.*
Bonn: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by "The Oracle," Sophie Irvine...hailing from the City of Angels, weighing 224 pounds, he is the Wrestling God.......SYYYYYNNNNNNNDICATEEEEEEEEE!!!
***BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO***
*Syndicate drops his arms and looks behind him towards the entranceway, where The Oracle, Sophie Irvine, has emerged to support her husband. She's dressed in the same black robe as her husband along with a flowing white dress and circular round glasses perched upon her flawless face. In her left hand, she holds what appears to be a steel baseball bat, and with a knowing smile, she hands the weapon to her husband, who takes a moment to weigh it in his hands as a sick smile spreads across his face.*
Lane: Ohhhh boy, Syndicate has brought out his signature weapon, the baseball bat! The Wrestling God means business here tonight!
Hart: This match is all Syndicate has wanted since losing the championship to Tommy Lipton last year, and James Ranger has finally granted his wish. He doesn't just want to beat Lipton here tonight, folks; he wants to take him out, once and for all!
Syndicate and Sophie Irvine share a kiss at the top of the ramp before Sophie departs back through the curtain. The Wrestling God looks up at the Inferno Asylum structure and smiles, obviously pleased with how much damage it has the potential to cause. Walking up the steps and entering the cage, Syndicate stands in the center of the ring and hits another crucifix pose, soaking in the crowd's disapproval.
The lights fade, "In the End" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and a blue spot light comes over the Champion, Tommy Lipton. Tommy walks to the ring sporting his WWX Championship around his waist. As he nears the ring he unclips it stops just outside of the ring.
Bonn: Weighing in at 265 pounds, from Toronto Ontario Canada, he is your saviour from the false gods, the one, the only AND YOUR WWX CHAMPION....
TOOOMMMYYYYY LIIIIIIPTON!!!
With his introduction finished Tommy holds up the WWX Championship!
***CHEEEEER***
Hart: As much as Syndicate claims to need this win, he's put himself in a seriously dangerous match with an equally dangerous opponent to try and get that Championship...
Lane: I can't wait for the action we are about to see, but Tommy Lipton has been in some extremely dangerous matches prior and so this is not his first rodeo, this match could actually benefit the Champion more so than Syndicate.
As ringside technicians clad from top to bottom in fireproof suits work on closing and locking the Inferno Asylum, Tommy Lipton hands the WWX World Heavyweight title to the referee, who is also wearing fireproof clothes. As he does, Syndicate charges out of the corner with an Original Syn to his enemy, also knocking down the referee in the process!*
***BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO***
Hart: ORIGINAL SYN!!! This match hasn't even started yet!
Not wasting a single moment of time, Syndicate whips Lipton out of the ring and onto the steel floor surrounding it, causing the champion to hold his back in apparent pain. Stepping out of the ring to follow him, the Wrestling God looks over at the still-unlocked cage door and kicks it open, venturing outside the cage on his own accord!
Lane: I'm not sure what Syndicate is thinking here, ladies and gentlemen. Even if the match HAD started, you cannot win an Inferno Asylum match by escaping the cage!
With a devilish and determined expression on his face, Syndicate grabs a stunned Tommy Lipton by the right arm and pulls it through the Asylum's chain link wall, bending it around the chain in such a way that traps him in the wall and prevents him from standing!
Hart: What the hell is Syndicate planning?!? Tommy Lipton's arm is being pulled through the cage's wall!
The crowd continues to boo the Wrestling God as he smiles at a prone Lipton, who is doing everything he possibly can to free himself from the wall of chain. As the champion struggles, Syndicate, holding onto Lipton's hand in order to make sure that he cannot pull himself free, reaches over to a white aluminum box attached to the side of the structure. The box is adorned with a large metal lever, and as Syndicate grabs its handle, two WWX ring crew members run over in a moment of concern.
Lane: Wait...what is Syndicate reaching for? What is that?
Hart: Gary, I think...oh my God, that's the switch that turns on the flames!!
It finally dawns on everyone in the building what Syndicate is trying to do, and as this happens, a nervous murmur spreads across the arena. The camera then pans to catch Blair Lipton sitting in the front row, her face filled with concern and worry!
Hart: SYNDICATE IS TRYING TO BURN TOMMY LIPTON'S ARM OFF!!!!!
Lane: Somebody get over there and stop him!!! This is too far!
The ring crew tries to pull Syndicate away from the lever, but they are simply kicked away by the Wrestling God. With one hand on the switch and the other pulling Lipton's arm through the cage, Syndicate stares at Tommy with absolute disdain.
Syndicate (off-mic): By the power invested in me as the Wrestling God...I banish you, Tommy Lipton...to HELL!
Hart: NOOOOOOOO!!!
Syndicate goes to pull the lever and ignite the Inferno Asylum - and Tommy Lipton's right arm - but just as he does, Tommy Lipton uses his pure strength to pull Syndicate towards him and escape his hold, sending the Wrestling God careening into the cage wall from the outside!
***CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!***
Lane: Tommy Lipton just foiled Syndicate's plan!!
Lipton, with a vengeful look in his eye, pulls Syndicate by the hair back into the cage and through the ropes. The two men now stand eye-to-eye in the center of the ring as the cage is finally locked from the outside.
Hart: Here we go! Tommy Lipton, Syndicate, inside the INFERNO ASYLUM!!!
***DING DING DING***
***WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSHHHHHHH***
The moment the bell rings, the cage is ignited into flames!
Syndicate rushes at a very hurt Tommy Lipton and takes him to the ground. Syndicate connecting with forearms and elbows. Tommy has his hands up trying his best to block. Tommy Lipton on his back starts throwing a few punches back.
Hart: This is simply a street fight! Who is hungrier!
Tommy gets his hands around Syndicates throat and Lipton positions himself know raising his knees and connecting them to the Wrestling Gods ribs! Syndicate fighting to break Tommy's hold finally does but this also takes Syndicate away from the mount position and Tommy slips away and gets to his feet but only to receive a backbreaker by his opponent!
The fans boo as Blair Lipton continues to look worried from the first row.
Lane: What a match so far! I'm surprised by how it's playing out, Syndicate is definitely winning against the vet and legendary Tommy Lipton!
Hart: Were you sleeping prior to this match even starting?! Syndicate did his sneak attack and started this with an advantage no doubt!
Lane: And Tommy has never done anything to give himself advantage over his 15 or so years here in the WWX??!!
Hart: Well...
Lane: Exactly! The Mastermind simply got outplayed to start this one off!
Syndicate grabs Tommy, Tommy however hits Syndicate with an elbow! Lipton tries to whip Syndicate into the fire, but Syndicate stops in his tracks right before and hits a backwards Pele kick taking Tommy off his feet! Syndicate takes a moment to send a smile in Blair's direction, she returns to him a look of disgust.
Syndicate grabs Tommy Lipton and headbutts him into the corner.
***BOOOOOOOO***
Syndicate heads over and tries to push Tommy's face into the flames but Tommy Lipton pushes back... Toy Lipton then grabs Syndicate and lifts him!!!!!
Hart: Lipton Slam and Syndicate got some fire with that one!!!!
Lane: Both men are laid out!
Hart: This is the Champs moment.
Lane: If he can get a cover here or take control of this match, but the question is, has Syndicate caused enough pain!?
The ref circle the fallen men, checking on them both. Lipton shows some life and the ref gives some space as Tommy slowly crawls over to Syndicate who lays still on the ground. Tommy covers up!
***CHEEEEER***
ONE.....
TWO.....
KICKOUT!!!!!
***BOOOOOOOO***
Lane: Syndicate says no way!
Tommy falls back to the floor and both men take a moment to catch their breath. Syndicate and Tommy staring daggers at eachother.
Hart: Both these men knew they were coming to war today!
Lane: It only remains to be seen, who will be the casualty of this evenings battle.
Lane: And who will be the Champion walking out of here...
Tommy Lipton stands back up and lifts Syndicate, Tommy throws a European upper cut. Tommy Lipton then grabs Syndicate and drops him with a short arm clothesline. Tommy following with an elbow drop. Tommy to his feet then starts stomping on Syndicates leg! Tommy puts Syndicate into a Sharpshooter!!!
Hart: He's looking for a submission!!
Lane: Wait, Syndicate is reaching for something?!
Syndicate has pepperspray in his hands and fires in Tommy's direction!!
Tommy releases the hold coughing up a lung!
Hart: I don't think he got a direct hit but Ugh! You can smell it from here. Ugh!
Lane: Brilliant *cough cough*
Hart: That dog!
Syndicate also coughing he rolls from the ring Tommy sees and follows. Tommy steps over the rope, feeling the heat from the flames... Syndicate turns firing a quick kick! Syndicate hits the Catalyst DDT onto the steel floor surrounding the ring!
Lane: You could here that thud from here!
Hart: Oh no, looks like Tommy is bleeding now. Is the cut around his eye? I can't tell.
Lane: looks like his forehead I think.
Syndicate grabs Tommy and slams his face first into the chained wall! Syndicate then goes to drag Tommy's face along the burning links but Tommy pushes off and Grabs Syndicate looking for a powerbomb.
Hart: He may be looking for the vintage DPB, a double powerbomb could put Syndicate away!
***CHEEEEER***
Tommy positions towards the flames, but Syndicate counters with a hurricanrana, sending Lipton in instead!
***BOOOOOO***
Hart: Holy!!!
Lane: The fans are finishing that statement for you Hart!
Syndicate yells something at Tommy and then stomps on him!
Syndicate covers!
ONE
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KICK OUT!!
Syndicate grabs Tommy Lipton and sets up for the No Signal....
Lane: Syndicate hits it!!!!! ITS OVER!!
***BOOOOO***
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Hart: How did Tommy Lipton manage to kick out of that!
Lane: you just know he had to dig deep for that one!
Hart: Lipton is in trouble here!
Syndicate starts arguing with the ref. Behind him Tommy's back under the ropes and on the steel floor. Trying to catch his breath.
Syndicate frustrated exits the ring he grabs Tommy Lipton and hits him with a hard left hand, then a right hook! Tommy hits the ground hard. Syndicate mounts him and starts to lay in more of those forearms and elbows he had assaulted Tommy with earlier. Syndicate looks up at the flames with a sinister smile. He grabs Tommy Lipton and throws Lipton into the chained wall and holds him against the burning flames!!! Lipton screams out loud!! Lipton then grabs Syndicate and counters slamming Syndicate against the flaming wall and Syndicate face first falls back and mid fall is caught by Lipton who drives a hard right hook across Syndicates face! Syndicate is face down on the steel floor as Tommy Lipton keels over looking at him...
Hart: Tommy must be wondering what he needs to do to end Syndicate here once and for all!
Syndicate now on his hands and knees.... Tommy runs and jumps driving his boot down to the back of Syndicates head!
Lane: Lipton just curb stompped Syndicate onto that steel floor!
Hart: He killed him!!!
Blood forms quickly around Syndicates head as the ref runs to check him telling Tommy Lipton to stand back. Tommy Lipton gives the ref a second or two before moving back in and telling the ref to back off.
Tommy: (off mic) I'm going to end this now!
Tommy Lipton picks Syndicate up and tosses him over his shoulder. He then drops a bloodied Syndicate into the ring... Tommy sets up and yells to Syndicate to stand up!
Syndicate slow does manage to get to his feet... Tommy goes for the CIB but Syndicate counters!
Syndicate locks on The Vault!
***BOOOOOOOO***
Lane: Syndicate has the Vault locked in!! The chokehold submission that he's used to put away many opponents recently!
Hart: Will we crown a new Champion!?!?
The ref checks on Lipton who's bleeding still from the head, his blood covered face showing the the utter pain he is feeling as he tries to get whatever energy is left to escape the move.
Tommy Lipton manages to get to his feet with the Wrestling God still hanging on, pushes Syndicate back-first into the flames!!! Tommy rolls Syndicate up!!
***CHEEEEER***
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KICKOUT!!!
Tommy rolls away. He gets up and grabs Syndicate....
Hart: blatant low blow!
Syndicate gets up as the ref yells at him... Suddenly Syndicate turns on the ref! He knocks the ref down and rips off the referee's fireproof suit and puts it on! Syndicate then grabs a keeled over bloodied Tommy Lipton and drags him to the flames! He drives Tommy into the fire and the suit offers Syndicate protection!! But Tommy Lipton fights back in pain and he hits a desperate Lipton slam!
Hart: Everyone is down!
Lane: Wait, look!!
Sophie with James Ranger appear at the top of the ramp.
Hart: What now?!
***BOOOOOOOO***
They start walking down the ramp...
Blair hops the guardrails.
Lane: Security!!!
Hart: Blair is part of the Board of Directors..
Lane: Ranger is the only one in charge, everyone knows that!
Hart: he definitely managed to eliminate Tommy Lipton as the CEO for the time being...
Blair gets into both Sophie's and Rangers faces. Sophie then shoves Blair to the floor! Ranger at this point sees Tommy Lipton locking eyes with him from the ring...
James holds his arms out acting Innocent. Suddenly Blair is back up and Sophie runs as Blair is now pursuing her! Ranger points to behind Tommy Lipton... Tommy turns into a short clothesline and Tommy drops to the steel floor!
***BOOOOOO***
Ranger smiles and heads to the cage ordering it to be opened!
Hart: Syndicate can't win by escape, what's Ranger doing?
Ranger then grabs a chair...
Ranger: (off-mic) time to up the ante!
Ranger tosses the chair inside and then orders the doors to be locked again!
Syndicate smiles and grabs the chair. He turns and awaits Tommy Lipton to get to his feet!!!
CRACKK!!!
Tommy Lipton staggers but to Syndicates surprise doesn't fall...
WHACK!!!
Lane: the second blow to Liptons head drops him! Syndicate then drops the chair..
Syndicate, with whatever energy he has left, hits a dazed Tommy Lipton with the No Signal onto the cage floor!
***BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO***
Lane: NO SIGNAL!!! Syndicate's got this in the bag!
Hart: But the refs down, it doesn't look like he's going for the pin!
Syndicate sees the ref starting to come around but decides to deliver more punishment... Syndicate grabs Tommy but Tommy hits a belly to belly suplex!! Tommy bleeding all over an already bloodied Syndicate as he starts to rip off the protection gear Syndicate stole from the ref. Tommy then tosses it to the ref who is now on his feet....
Tommy grabs Syndicate, Syndicate shoves Tommy back and ....
Lane: ORIGINAL SYN!!!!
***BOOOOOO***
Rather than trying to pin Tommy and end the match, Syndicate stands over a fallen Lipton as he catches his breath, a look of anger covering his entire face.*
Lane: Syndicate doesn't just want to beat Tommy Lipton! He wants to END him, Mike!
Hart: Gary, I think you could be right! Tommy shouldn't have wasted time getting that protection gear back to the ref, he should have taken the moment to end this match then and there!
The Wrestling God, after taking a moment to glance over at the flurry of flames sitting mere feet away, pulls Lipton up by the neck and stands him up, his back to the fire-covered wall of chain. Syndicate takes a few steps back, readying himself for the killshot.
Hart: Syndicate's going for broke here!!!
He charges forward, looking for one final Original Syn to knock Tommy Lipton out...
Hart: ORIGINAL SY-
...but at the last possible moment, Lipton sidesteps the Wrestling God and sends him flying face-first into the flames!
***OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH***
Hart: OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SYNDICATE IS BURNING UP IN THE FIRE!!!!
As Syndicate rebounds off the chain, he clutches at his face that had just been covered in the flames of the Inferno Asylum moments ago!
Lane: I think Syndicate's face just got burnt clean off, Mike!!!
Syndicate doesn't even have a moment to recover, as he staggers straight into a swift kick to the gut by Lipton, followed by the CIB!
Hart: CIB! CIB! CIB!!!
Tommy Lipton collapses... Tommy then gets one arm up and drapes it over Syndicates chest!
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***DING DING DING***
Bonn: Here is your winner, and STILLLLLLLLLLLL WWX World Heavyweight Champion....TOMMY LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPTONNNNN!!!
***CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!***
Hart: TOMMY LIPTON HAS DONE IT!! TOMMY LIPTON HAS SURVIVED THE INFERNO ASYLUM AND IS STILL THE WWX CHAMPION!!!
"In The End" hits as the fire surrounding the Inferno Asylum is put out, giving the WWX doctors access to the cage door. Using fireproof gloves, one of the EMTs swings the door open, allowing the medical staff to tend to Tommy Lipton and his fallen opponent, Syndicate