Ladies and gentlemen, here it is. The moment you’ve all been waiting for. The tension in the air is palpable. Every person in the arena can feel the electricity. The sense of anticipation as the world awaits the spectacle that is…DUAL HALO.

Tonight, someone will change destiny. Tonight, someone will forever carve their name into the history of PRIME as the 2008 Dual Halo champion. Or perhaps survivor would be a more accurate word, if rumors of this monstrosity’s brutality and viciousness hold true. Tonight, someone will change the course of their careers. Change the course of their own lives. Change the course of PRIME itself.

And it all starts with a handful of change. The familiar clink of coins slotted into a vending machine. The thump and bump of twenty ounces of pure godly goodness dropping into the dispenser. Tyler Rayne (commence with the screaming women) bends to collect his prize, wearing only a ragged pair of jeans and those ever-present boots. He unscrews the cap of his Code Red Mountain Dew and takes a long, satisfying gulp of that blissful, cherry-colored liquid.

Now, some of you may remember a very ugly rumor that Leonard Aarons, bane of all wrestling purists, was a huge supporter of Code Red Mountain Dew. It had even been proposed that Rayne stop drinking the most perfect beverage ever created by man or god so as not to lower himself to the standards of one LA3.

Well fuck all that. We’ve decided to pull a Randal Graves on this one. Code Red may have lost its appeal under the support of Leonard Aarons, but gods damn it, we’re takin’ it back.

The expression on his face as he lowers the bottle is one of pure serenity. This is a man at peace. A man who needs nothing more than the loving embrace of a CRMD around his tongue. With this one beverage, Tyler Rayne has everything he could have ever wished for tonight.

"Everything?"

The question comes from behind him where, sneaking in unseen from behind a corner of the hallway, comes the voluptuously draped Angelica Brooks. We use the word drape here because the piece of cloth she’s "wearing" could hardly be considered to be doing much more than hanging from her neck. It’s a beautiful, silky looking slip of green that hangs open from neck to navel. Through some mystical telekinetic power that even Nathan Summers does not possess, the little red-head is able to keep the sheer fabric from revealing too much of her perky breasts from showing. That’s not to say she isn’t showing quite a bit. The "shirt," in tandem with a black skirt that ends about half a centimeter below the curve of her shapely, twenty-something ass, leaves little to the imagination. Some may consider the attire borderline indecent.

Then again, consider who she’s about to interview.

Rayne: What was that, love?

Brooks: Nothing. You ready for the big night tonight?

Rayne: What big night would that be?

Brooks: Uh…the Dual Halo. Duh.

His face lights up with faux revelation.

Rayne: That would explain why I saw Gamble slinking about here earlier. Hoyt knows the Hobbit only shows up when the big paychecks are being handed out. As for the Dual Halo, well, I don’t know if I can really participate.

Insert shock and awe on Angelica’s face.

Brooks: What?

Rayne: Yeah. It’s a terrible tragedy, but when I unscrewed the cap of this delectable beverage here, I think I may have injured my finger. Seriously, I think I may have irritated the skin. It almost itches. And I mean, with an injury like that, well…I just can’t be expected to compete. That’s what 5-Star Champions do, right? Come up with some bullshit injury so they don’t have to participate in a match where the odds are stacked so unfavorably against them.

Turn to the camera. Give ‘em a wink. Flash that irrepressible smile.

Rayne: Or maybe that was just the last guy who held my title.

Angelica Brooks is trying not to giggle too much. She’s doing a poor job.

Rayne: Speaking of commitment hopping, cum guzzling chicken shits… In all honesty, I may have to pull a Youngblood on this whole Halo thing. I heard this rumor that Tyler Rayne was gonna be in the match. And I mean, I dunno if you’ve ever heard of the guy…but seriously…scares the shit out of me.

It’s impossible to keep the smile from her face.

Brooks: I may have heard of him.

Rayne: Yeah, well I heard this guy main evented the last three ReVolutions. In a row. That’s kind of impressive. I mean…who does that? Hell, most Universal Champions don’t even do that. Guy apparently whooped the homo right out of Nitz Donnelly last night. And Nitz was, like, handpicked by Blaine Blair to be the next big thing, right? So this Rayne dude…he beat Lindsay Troy in one of those main events. Granted it was like a tag match or whatever, but technically it’s a win. Which makes her the second Universal Champion he has a victory over. The guy beat Tony Gamble a few months back. He’s undefeated in 5-Star Title defenses. Hell, he might even have a win over Hoyt Williams. I mean, do you know what kind of power it must take to beat the Divine? This guy is on the biggest fucking role PRIME has ever seen. He’s got all the momentum in the world. I mean, I’m sorry, but I can’t blame Brandon Youngblood for running out of ReV 150 with his dick between his legs. To be entirely honest, this Tyler Rayne guy scares the ever-loving shit out of me.

"Arent’ you Tyler Rayne?"

The silky smooth interruption comes from the hall opposite Angelica. Everyone turn to gawk at the tall, blonde beauty sidling her way into the scene. Unlike her younger counterpart, the blonde is adorned in a professional looking quasi-business suit. The jacket and skirt combo are tight enough to reveal her curves, though neither as terribly short or open as Angelica’s ensemble. The white shirt beneath her blazer gives just a hint at what lies beneath. Plenty of mystery, and plenty sexy, while still managing to be appropriate. Some could argue that Angelica has a thing or two to learn from this woman. Angelica, however, argues that she needs to stand just a little bit closer to Rayne than she already was.

Rayne: I do, from time to time, answer to that name.

The woman gives Angelica a quick glance before extending a hand to the 5-Star Champion.

Blonde: Autumn Sullivan. I’m PRIME’s new backstage interview.

Rayne: Shiny.

Brooks: Hey Autumn. Listen, like I said last night, you'll get along fine here...but lesson one is not to step on someone else's territory. I’m already doing his interview.

Sullivan: Oh. I’m sorry. It looked like you guys were just chatting, I didn't see the camera on...plus I didn't think you'd go on camera dressed like that.

Brooks: Like what?!

Seeing the goodwill that she extended the previous night being thrown back in her face, Angelica crosses her arms over her chest, still staring Hoth-like icy holes through Autumn Sullivan, who has jumped from peer to competition in two sentences.

Having been in the middle of the Tsonda/Troy feud, Tyler knew how to handle angry bitches. He quickly swoops in to defuse the situation.

Rayne: B, chill. Be nice to the new kid. Besides, you'll get the winner's circle interview, no matter what Faith tries to pull. Alright, rook, In the interest of starting you out with a high profile interview to boost that resume…you get one question.

Sullivan: Okay, then. How is it, exactly, that you intend to win the Dual Halo, with no previous experience in a match of this type and having had barely any down time since your return here in PRIME?

Rayne: Good question. I’m sure a lot of people are wondering that very same thing. Here we are, standing only moments away from the most savage structure ever assembled. A monstrosity that I hadn’t even seen before last night. Let alone stepped foot inside. How, in fact, do I intend to compete in such a brutal and barbaric match such as this?

Here comes that smile again. He bends his left arm upward so as to show the camera, and taps his right index finger near a scar on the elbow.

Rayne: Shooting Star Press from the top of a Cell. Through the announce table. Down to the concrete. Had to have that fucker surgically repaired. Same for the knee.

He leans a little closer to the camera, pulling back his hair to show a trio of tiny scars on his forehead.

Rayne: Same match. Asshole stuck a fork in my head. Took, like, ten minutes to pull that shit out.

A large white scar that covers the largest portion of his right palm.

Rayne: Chokeslam through a glass table. Huge fucking shard went all the way through. Doctor wasn’t even sure I’d be able to use the hand again. And here…

An adjustment to show off his left arm and shoulder.

Rayne: There…where the pigment is slightly discolored. Skin graft. Used to be all burned and shit. Guy by the name of Damon Diamond set me on fire while I was taking a nap in the locker room. And right here…

For the finale, the 5-Star Champion shows a fresh set of cuts and scrapes across the knuckles of his left hand.

Rayne: Bar fight. ‘Bout three nights ago. Local tequila den. See, I keep making this point. And people keep ignoring it. So maybe this time we’ll listen. I’ve never been in the Dual Halo. I’ve never fought probably half of the people in this match. Doesn’t. Fucking. Matter. There is no one better qualified to win this thing than me. No matter how brutal or ugly this thing gets, it won’t be anything I haven’t seen. All the unadulterated violence. All the unbearable sadism. The sight of Polish’s backne. Whatever it is about this match that makes it the most dangerous construction in all of professional wrestling…it’s nothing I haven’t seen. Haven’t endured.

Rayne: There are damn near sixty participants in the Dual Halo. Former and current Universal Champions. PRIME Hall of Famers. People who are making their second, maybe even third or fourth appearances in the Halo. Credentials and names enough to make a list longer than my dick. A list that means fuck all in the presence of Tyler Rayne. See, because this isn’t a one-on-one title match. This isn’t some technical showcase. It’s not a classic wrestling spectacle. This is a brawl. It’s a war. It’s a gods damned clusterfuck. The kind of environment I thrive on. Everyone here can talk about their credentials. About what makes them better. I don’t need to talk.

Pause. Smile.

Rayne: I just like to. Everyone here knows my rep. Hell, half the fuckin’ roster figures I’m not good enough to associate with Lindsay Troy because of it. I’m a degenerate. I’m a vagrant. I start bar fights. I get in brawls with ninjas. You go talk to Danny Ferguson. Maybe have a word or two with Wade Elliott. You know what they’ll tell you? My life is a Dual Halo. Every time I step into a bar. Every time I walk out onto the streets, these whiny little fucks seem to think I’m gonna start a riot. They figure I’m going to get into some kind of trouble. And what’s the Dual Halo if not a whole mess of trouble?

Rayne: This match was designed for me. It was created for the sole purpose of giving me a platform to utilize talents that only I have honed. Last week we had three-fourths of the fucking roster sittin’ on their asses, resting up for the Dual Halo. Well, boys and girls, you can do all the resting and training you need to. Mentally prepare yourself in whatever way suits you best. But you want a tip from a pro? You really want to know how to prepare for a fight like this? Get. In. A. Fucking. Fight. You can be some pussy ass mother fucker, talk about all the training and lifting and sparring you did. Well you wanna know what I did to prepare for the Halo? I got in a real fight. I fought Easton Hall, arguably one of the toughest mother fuckers on this roster. And right after that, I fought half the fuckin’ roster. Plus a bunch of random luchadores. The week before that…another brawl with half the roster. I’ve been in at least half a dozen bar fights since we started the tour to Mexico. And Hoyt forbid I bring up the tussles with Donnelly. I’ve been beat down and bloodied up for most of the past month. I’ve been in the Halo for the past month. Hell, probably since I stepped into PRIME. So when it comes down to it, the question isn’t how is Tyler Rayne going to win the Dual Halo.

Intensity hardens his expression. Determination narrows his eyes.

Rayne: The question is: how in the ‘verse does anyone on this fuckin’ roster plan to stop me?

Nick: And now I think we’re cutting backstage…

Richard: What the hell for?

Nick: I don’t know Rich, but apparently something big is occurring…

Richard: I’ll be the judge of that…

"Make way for ‘Your Sovereign!’" Is what you hear first, but you see nothing but black. Those more addicted PRIME viewers out there, with a good ear and the an attention span greater than a dead badger will recognise it to be the voice of none other than Jeeves; Union Jack’s most esteemed butler. Then, you hear his voice seemingly repeat itself just as the picture begins to form; "Make way for ‘Your Sovereign!’"

Nick: Is that Jeeves?

Richard: Union Jack’s butler?

Nick: You know anyone else called Jeeves there pal?

Richard: …

Nick: …

Richard: Yeah, that’s Jeeves alright!

The picture clears up some to show Jeeves stood at the building entrance, looking in from the parking lot. Behind him is a lavish limousine, painted with red, white and blue colours that ultimately form to make one giant union jack transfer on the vehicle’s roofing.

Nick: Looks like the much anticipated Union Jack is about to step foot in a PRIME arena for the very first time!

Richard: And that’s one…'classy' limousine he‘s arrived in!

The PRIME technical staff do not know how to react to both the butlers appearance and his limey babbling and so decide to continue about their business. Finally, A rather sturdy figure climbs out of the passenger seat of the limousine, dressed in union jack wrestling attire, including mask and rather grandiose sequined cape.

Nick: That's gotta be him, Rich.

Richard: No shit, Nick. What gave him away?

Following him out of the limousine were two stick-like brunette models, holding the back end of his glittering cape pointlessly, the orange glow of their collective fake tans taking something substantial away from its majestic glow. Their teeth were too white, offset dramatically by their orange skin and they wore skirts that were shorter than their IQ’s, if such a thing was even feasibly possible.

Nick: Good god, will you look at those two!

Richard: I’ve got a bizarre craving for orange soda…

Then, before Union Jack can set foot into the building, a personalised security force consisting of six burly individuals, each wearing tight, ill-fighting Union Jack t-shirts and the latest in security communication headsets. They storm into the building, shoving aside and and all PRIME tech staff within the immediate vacinity.

Nick: Security? Is that really necessary?

Richard: Well, he’s obviously a very important man, Nick.

Nick: Obviously…

The security force lead their sovereign into the building, whereupon Union Jack pauses and scrunches his face, disgusted. Jeeves is at his side immediately.

Nick: Looks like something’s wrong with "our sovereign", Rich.

Richard: There’s something wrong with Obama? They didn’t mention anything on CNN…

Nick: Idiot.

Jeeves: Is something wrong, sire?

Union Jack points out one of the crew members quite openly, his disgust intensifying.

Union Jack: Him there.

Jeeves: Yes. What about him, sire?

The man turns around, no longer oblivious to the scene unfolding before him.

Union Jack: Is that a Mexican, Jeeves?

Jeeves visually scrutinises the man for a couple of seconds, before turning back to his master and nodding.

Jeeves: I think so sire, yes.

Anger flashes across Union Jack’s face, prompting Jeeves to take a step backward.

Union Jack: YOU LET A MEXICAN IN THE SAME BUILDING AS YOUR SOVEREIGN?????

Nick: What the hell is wrong with this guy?

Richard: Shut up Nick, I think he has a point…

Jeeves nods.

Jeeves: Well, they do leave here, sire.

Union Jack: Mexican’s live in this arena? Isn’t there some sort of…hostel near by where they can squat?

Jeeves sighs.

Jeeves: I mean Mexico, sire. Mexican’s live in Mexico.

Richard: Well you learn something new every day…

Nick: At least some people do…

Union Jack: Well obviously, Jeeves. But why isn’t he there then!

Again Jeeves sighs.

Jeeves: He is in Mexico, sire.

Union Jack develops a confused expression.

Union Jack: I don’t follow.

Though visibly frustrated at his masters idiocy (and the unabashed bluntness of his undeniable racism), this time Jeeves holds back his well-deserved sigh -- though it does seem to be something of a struggle.

Jeeves: We’re in Mexico, sire. This is Culture Shock, the pinnacle of the PRIME pay per view calendar.

Union Jack: The pinnacle of the PRIME calendar is being held in, Mexico?

Jeeves: Monterrey to be exact, sire.

Union Jack: But WHY? Wait…did you say we’re in Mexico?

Jeeves: Yes, sire.

Union Jack: MEXICO, Jeeves?

Jeeves: Yes, sire.

Union Jack: Do you not know what they did to wealthy men in Mexico, Jeeves?

Jeeves: Try to sell them novelty Piñatas?

Union Jack: No, Jeeves.

Richard: He’s wrong Nick, they do. I already have five in my car.

Nick: And why does that not surprise me…

Union Jack: They kidnap rich men like me, Jeeves. They kidnap them and then RAPE them.

Jeeves raises a speculative eyebrow.

Jeeves: Rape them, sire? I don’t think…

Union Jack: THEY RAPE RICH MEN, JEEVES! I’M GOING TO GET BUGGERED!!!!!

Jeeves: I hardly think that’s likely to happen, sire. Your security team is the best money can buy…

A doubtful expression formulates across his face.

Union Jack: I’ll be the judge of that…

He taps the biggest of the security guards shielding him on the shoulder.

Union Jack: You there!

The security guard turns to face him.

Security Guard: It’s Tyrone, sir.

Union Jack: Yes, of course it is. Be a nice fellow and deal with that Mexican for me, will you? He’s been acting suspiciously ever since I entered and I think…

Union Jack pauses, leans in closer and begins to whisper--

Union Jack: He wants to R-A-P-E me.

Tyrone’s eyes widen and for the longest time.

Nick: What? How the hell did he reach that conclusion?

Richard: I don’t know Nick, that dirty Mexican looks a little shifty to me…

Nick: How? How does he look shifty, Rich?

Richard: He has the eyes of sex offender!

Nick:…

Tyrone: O-o-okay. Of course, sir. I’ll deal with it.

Nick: What the hell? Please tell me he isn’t going to…

Richard: This is the only way to deal with sex offenders, Nick. Trust me, I know.

Nick: I’m gonna have to take your word for th--

With that Tyrone encroaches on the poor Mexican tech guy, who clearly doesn’t know what the hell is going on and punches him squarely in the gut.

Nick: Ouch…

Richard: Hahahaha...that’ll show him!

Union Jack nods in approval as Tyrone bundles the Mexican out of sight.

Union Jack: I’m forced to agree with you, Jeeves. This security details is good.

Jeeves: Very good, sire.

Union Jack: Right then, minions. Escort me to my dressing room…and make sure I see no damned dirty Mexican’s along the way.

The security force nod in union and then rush off to ensure their sovereigns commands are carried out, leaving Union Jack with an impressed look upon his face; at least, what appeared to be an impressed expression -- you can’t really tell under the mask.

Union Jack: So Jeeves, is that interviewer waiting for us in my dressing room?

Jeeves: Yes, sire. Her name is Macy Williams…

Union Jack: Macy Tyer, eh?

Jeeves: No, no, sire. Macy Williams.

Union Jack: Yes, whatever…

Nick: That was "Our Sovereign’s" grand entrance?

Richard: Yeah. I like his stand on Mexican’s Nick.

Nick: Pfft.

With that, the camera fades to black.

She's been here once before.

Standing alone in her locker room, minutes before another big-time challenge for a big-time belt, Lindsay Troy is a statue of silence and thought. Ten months ago she was preparing to fight Nova for the Universal Title, conflicted as he was about where he stood within the reconstructed group she was fighting against and how he felt about her stance, their friendship, and possibly something more.

Tonight, she fights Matt Ward, on his final tour of duty through the wrestling world. Her short-time friend but a battle-weary soul who she finds herself linked to in more ways than one. The note he left on her Cambridge door earlier this month reaffirmed that his internal conflict was coming to an end and Troy had to wonder if she really had it in her to end his career.

Fighting friends is starting to get messier and messier.

With a sigh, she performs the movements she did all those months ago: tying her hair back before moving towards the door with all the turmoil of what happened in the past and all that lies ahead of her.

The Queen yanks open the door, eyes lowered to the floor, but she pulls up suddenly when she notices a body clad in deep blue tights and shiny black boots is blocking her path.

Nova: (grinning) Now where are we off to in such a hurry?

The cigarette in his mouth bobs while the words escape his lips, and Troy's eyes lift to meet his..

Nova: I know that walk. That's the 'Sub-Main Event' walk if I've ever seen it! You're sub-maining, ain'tcha? You sub-maining RASCAL!"

Troy: I'd hoped that the combination of weed and nicotine didn't render you unable to read the night's bill. Alas, it was not meant to be.

She shuts the door behind her, then leans back against it.

Troy: Come to wish me luck?

The Risen Star winces.

Nova: I can't say I pity you for the billing against Tchubert. Myself, I avoided that possibility by craftily losing my Unified Title match in October. It's all about strategy, Lindz.

Troy: (now grinning herself) I wouldn't want your pity anyway. Something tells me the satisfaction of getting one over on Snow and Sage would have trumped that strategy. Besides, you've pretty much had Matt's number for awhile.

Nova: (Stretching his arms with a satisfied yawn) Yep, greatest single-reign Universal Champion in PRIME's history. Riiii-chea (cue thumbs towards chest). Though I must say, my competition in that area is a little slim. Clyde Walkins? Karina Wolfenden? Black Angel? These are not Hall of Fame names…

Troy: Angel and Wolfenden are in the Hall of Fame.

Nova: "RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU'RE IN THE HALL OF FAME!!©" (slogan copyrighted by Hoyt Williams, borrowed through prayer request)

His hand immediately shoots up into the air while puffs of smoke billow around him. Troy smirks and rolls her eyes.

Troy: Mmm, yeah, must have been pretty phenomenal and all. I wonder what could have happened to derail such greatness.

She smacks her lips.

Troy: Oh right, I think I came in somewhere towards the end.

The Queen of the Ring slides away from the door, a step closer to the Risen Star.

Troy: I have missed this, y'know.

The mischief leaves Nova's eyes and they soften for a moment before he gives himself a shake and takes a long drag from the cigarette.

Nova: Well, let's not get comfortable, huh? I didn't revive any contracts. I'm just here to get my ass kicked in the Halo, wave at a few fans, cash in on the free bar backstage while some hot young thing fixes my nose, or my hand, or my spine, maybe…and then get the hell out of Dodge.

Troy: Is that all you're here for?

Nova: (Grinning) Well, and to support my favorite resident Amazon. Though as much as I miss PRIME, the Frontier misses the Queen of the Ring, Lindz.

Troy genuinely laughs.

Troy: Yeah right. The only thing the Frontier misses is Craig Miles having the chance to rub Melton in my face, to my face.

Nova: Haven't seen wrinkled hide nor bleached blonde hair of Melton's in months, though with Eddie Mayfield all over TV we've still got no shortage of that Old-Guard-y vibe…place smells like gym socks and cauliflower ears now when it used to smell like drugs and fun…and drugs. But that's there, and we're here, and there's a shit-ton of people out there screaming for you, missy. Shall we?

The Risen Star extends an arm, which the Queen takes with a soft smile.

Troy: Let's.

They start walking down the hall towards the Gorilla position, a sight for a lot of sore eyes backstage that remembered the hell these two went through on opposite sides of a PRIME ring. The former champion suddenly adopts the voice of a southern belle.

Nova: (Looking around) My goodness, high society is beside itself! Mr. Nova is accompanying Ms. Troy to the gorilla position!

Troy laughs.

Nova: You know, I bet if lil' T-Rayne saw us right now, he'd likely cleave off my arm at the elbow and demand you wash the part of yours that I came into contact with.

Troy: Do I detect a twinge of jealousy, Caesar?

Nova: Me? Noooooo, no, no. I don't rock the 'jealousy' shtick, though if I did, I might say something like "Somebody ought to tell Tyler Rayne that there was a garden hose hanging out of his gas tank earlier, because the parking garage charges by the night, and the sooner you call a tow truck, the sooner it can attempt to slog through downtown traffic."

Troy: Right. Silly me.

She chuckles.

Troy: Don't worry Caesar, you're still the only boy since the Melton bust-up to put a lip lock on me.

Nova: Goddamn right! You know what that's about? Cojones…the size of Buffalo Bill's! Not every man has what it takes to ride the wild stallion!

Troy cocks an eyebrow.

Nova: I mean…um…not that you're, like, a horse…or that I would ever…or anyone…um…with the "riding" and…all…yeah! So! Bad analogy! Change of topic…same ol' egg-white paint on the walls, I see! Ha, ha, ha…does anything ever change? 'Cuz I don't think so!

Troy: I think you're right. Nothing ever really changes. Especially you.

Nova looks at her then, looks at her smiling, and flashes one of his own to match hers. The cheers of the fans get louder as the distance between them and the curtain closes and another familiar face is waiting just up ahead.

The Risen Star cups one hand to his mouth.

Nova: ALRIGHT, APE-MAN! Out with you! Let's see it, Muscles, on the floor, now! Where's that strap I'm not envious about at all?

The Inhuman Being had had his back turned to them, but upon hearing Nova's bellow he swivels around.

Tchu: Well, look what the tumbleweeds rolled in.

Nova: C'mon, Ward…I roll up, not "in," and it ain't tumbleweed I'm smokin,' though it'll make you tumble. Care to partake? The three of us could suck a pinner down in no time, like some of PTC pre-match celebration! YES! I'm jazzed. We're totally doing it.

He shuffles a joint out of his cigarette pack and goes to light it. Troy's hand on his wrist stops him.

Troy: Think we can not do our best Willie Nelson impression right now?

Nova: (slipping the joint behind his ear) Hey, fine. You guys wanna hop on the Abstain-Train, go out to the ring all tensed up, nervous-like, be my guests. I plan on being higher'n a Georgia pine when I head out to the Dual Halo. Matta'fact, think I'll be gettin' a start on this right about nowsky.

Nova unwinds his arm from Troy's.

Nova: Tchubert. Queenie.

He gives Troy a wink and is off on his merry.

Tchu: Catching up with old friends?

Troy: Something like that.

The reigning PTC Unified Champion casts his gaze towards the curtain that separates what the fans know and care about from everything they don't.

Tchu: So...you ready for tonight?

Troy: About as ready as I'll ever be. Caes may or may not have slipped me some knucks though. Just a heads-up.

She smirks as Tchu's eyebrow lifts.

Tchu: I guess that answers my question on whether or not you plan on taking it easy on me out there tonight.

With a deep breath, The PRIME Hall of Famer asks the question anyways.

Tchu: You aren't planning on holding back, are you?

Troy: No. But I'm not going to treat you like I'd treat Sonny.

Troy steps toward Tchu and puts a hand on his shoulder.

Troy: I got that note you tacked on my door. I may have to fight you, and I may want the title, but I still want our friendship afterwards.

Tchu: Same here. You promise to leave it all out there in that ring tonight… and it'll all be good. I'll even buy ya a beer tonight after the show… ya know… unless we're too beaten and broken to head anywhere but an emergency room.

Troy: Between the two of us, I've got a better chance of heading there. I still have a Halo to conquer.

Tchu: I have faith in ya.

From somewhere off to the side, a PRIME staff member starts barking about the "sub main".

Troy: Sounds like we're up.

Tchu: Well, I'd give ya a hug and wish ya luck, but that might make going and kicking the shit outta each other seem all awkward. Wouldn't want to do that.

The Inhuman Being gives The Queen of the Ring a wink.

Troy: Plenty of time to get all mushy afterwards. See you out there, Tchu.

Troy walks over to the curtain, stretches out her arms and jumps in place a few times while waiting for her music to hit.

From his position a few feet back, Tchu watches Troy stretch. He doesn't feel the nerves he often feels before a big match. He doesn't feel the pressure. In about a half-hour's time, he'll be walking back through that curtain as champion, or officially retired at the hands of his good friend.

He would be content with either.

Nick Stuart: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to night two of Culture Shock!

Richard Parker: And what an amazing night we have planned for you! Tonight, you shall witness Chandler Tsonda getting his revenge as he takes out some forty-plus other competitors in the Dual Halo tonight! And I predict right here and now that he will demand Troy's title with the Golden Ticket.

Nick: Demand it?

Richard: Any wish you want, Nick, and that would be his wish.

Nick: I think he would want to win it off of Troy instead.

Richard: That would be too easy!

Nick: Yeah, okay. Yes, tonight is the Dual Halo, as we'll get to see the likes of Lindsay Troy, still the Universal Champion, and Chandler Tsonda in two amazing structures with other PRIME superstars Easton Hall, Devin Shakur, Danny Ferguson, 5-Star Champion Tyler Rayne, newly crowned Intense Champion Dusk, and a whole legion of other PRIME superstars. Plus, we will have several Open Invitational invitees competing here tonight, hoping for a chance at becoming a PRIME legend, and then who knows who could be returning here tonight.

Richard: Well, I have it on good authority that Chet Worth will be competing here tonight!

Nick: Chet Worth?

Richard: Yeah!

Nick: I doubt it.

Richard: What about... ANGELO DEVILLE?

Nick: Um...

Richard: You have anyone you think might appear here tonight?

Nick: How about Karina Wolfenden?

Richard: Are you crazy?!

Nick: Well, with the Dual Halo you honestly never know who could walk out and amaze us all. You also never know who could win it all. Luck and skill plays their parts tonight when deciding the Dual Halo Champion and it's a feat that's extremely difficult to pull off.

Richard: If you say. I think I could do it.

Nick: You're on drugs. However, one thing is for certain tonight. The Inhuman Being, Tchu, will return to the squared circle facing off against good friend and ally, Lindsay Troy as they will do battle over the PTC Unified Title!

Richard: Great, wake me up when it's over!

Nick: This is a once in a lifetime match, Richard, and you're just going to sleep it away?

Richard: Yep!

Nick: You're crazy.

Richard: I probably am.

Vince Howard: The following match is one fall and will be for the PTC Unified Title!

The fans in attendance immediately go crazy as they all begin to chant a different superstar's name!

TCHU! TCHU! TCHU! TCHU! TCHU! TCHU! TCHU!

TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY!

Nick: Two of the most beloved superstars in PRIME history doing battle here tonight over the prestigious PTC Unified Title! Just last month, Tchu challenged Clinton Sage for that title, and was able to pull off what many consider to be a huge upset over him.

Richard: Huge isn't the right word, Nick. Monstrous. Amazing. I'm almost certain I heard Tchu paid off Sage for the victory.

Nick: Stop talking.

Vince Howard: Introducing first, the challenger...

The crowd buzzes, filling the silence that's being left by a lack of music, until the scratch intro to "Adrenaline" by The Roots blasts through the arena. Gold pyro erupts all around the stage and ramp in time with the back beat and the crowd's buzz turns to a loud and raucous roar.

Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain
Ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain, 'gain, 'gain, 'gain
Yo, Adrenaline

The chorus repeats as swirling spotlights start to roam around the entrance area, all snapping to the curtain once Black Thought's rhyme drops. "The Queen of the Ring" Lindsay Troy parts the fabric with authority and saunters out onto the stage, Universal Title strapped firmly around her waist. Dressed for a fight, she pauses for a moment, looking out amongst the fans screaming their heads off while the fireworks display continues to boom all around her. Finally, the Queen walks purposely down the ramp, keeping her eyes focused dead ahead.

Vince Howard: Hailing from Tampa, Florida, and weighing in at 173 pounds, she is the QUEEN OF THE RING! THE PRIME UNIVERSAL CHAMPION... LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINDSAY! TROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY!

Nick: And you can see the pain in her face after the long and grueling matchup she had last night with Chandler Tsonda.

Richard: An instant classic if you ask me even though it would've been better had Tsonda pulled off the victory.

Nick: You would think that and you have to imagine the conflicting feelings running through her mind right now as she's going to step in the ring with one of her closest friends in Tchu. Fighting him has to be a tough proposition for him, but at the same time, she is someone looking to continue re-writing the history books and this would definitely do that.

Richard: It certainly would.

Vince Howard: Introducing next, the champion...

"I Fucking Hate You" by Godsmack roars through the arena and the fans immediately come to life! A certain vibe flows throughout the arena as the lights in the arena go out and blue lights flash all around, signaling the arrival of the Inhuman Being. With each step that he takes as he emerges from the back, they're methodical and determined. The mere sight of Tchu sends the crowd into a frenzy for the PRIME Hall of Famer.

He walks calmly down the ramp with the PTC Unified Title in his possession. Finally, he climbs up the steel steps and into the ring before walking to the closest turnbuckle. He then forms a T with his arms...

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!

I FUCKING HATE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

Vince Howard: Hailing from Dayton, Ohio, and weighing in at 244 pounds. He is the INHUMAN BEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIING! THE PTC UNIFIED CHAMPION! TCHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

Nick: And look at Tchu's face.

Richard: Trust me, I try not to.

Nick: You can see that he's been ready for this match, a match he's probably dreaded and anticipated his entire career. Stepping in the ring with Troy would be an honor and he knows it.

Richard: Oh, save me the sappy song.

As the music dies down, the two veterans stare each other down, friendship standing there in between them as tens of thousands fans chant their names.

TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY!

TCHU! TCHU! TCHU! TCHU!

A hall of famer and former Universal Champion. Current PTC Unified Champion. A future hall of famer and current Universal Champion. Potential PTC Unified Champion. They stand in their respective corners, respect pouring out of each one of their pores. You can tell from the look on their faces that they're somewhat reluctant to do this. Two years of friendship stand in their way, but these two warriors know that once that bell rings it's going to be a completely different mindset for them.

DING! DING! DING!

The adrenaline is rushing through Tchu's body as he explodes out of the corner, the bell almost releasing a different side of him. The Inhuman Being and The Queen of the Ring lock up in the center of the ring, both jockeying for position with neither side winning right away. The two break apart, sizing each other up before going right back into it with Tchu quickly grabbing Troy's left arm and twisting it into a hammerlock. You can see the look on her face after the hellacious match she just went through last night with Tsonda.

Nick: You have to wonder what kind of shape Troy is in.

Richard: I don't care, take her out Tchu!

Nick: You're going to root for Tchu?

Richard: Sure, why not? He's not sticking around.

Nick: You have to know the thoughts racing through Tchu's mind as well. This could be his very last match, ever. His retirement match. He's said it several times that after this, there's nothing left, and he'll be gone.

Richard: Don't tempt me, Nick, don't tempt me!

Troy reaches around desperately, trying to find a way out of Tchu's stronghold, but the legend keeps it tight as slams his foot into the back of Troy's knee. The Universal Champion drops to one knee, but it's all she needs as she nails a back kick into Tchu's knee. The veteran lets go of Troy and Troy does a front roll and gets to her feet! Tchu rushes right at her and goes for a clothesline, but Troy ducks it and kicks Tchu into the corner. She begins to let loose on the Unified Champion, nailing forearm after forearm into his throat, the tattoo almost like a bulls eye for her! The pain is expressed in Tchu's face as his windpipe swells from the pressure!

Richard: Okay, remind me never to piss off Troy. I don't think I've ever seen her hit someone that hard not named Silver.

Nick: Yeah, it might be a good idea to leave Troy alone for the future.

Richard: No joke.

Nick: Troy is just really laying into Tchu. You have to wonder if she's letting Tchu have it for kind of leaving her last year at the same time as Nova.

Richard: Very possible.

Troy then grabs Tchu's wrist and whips him across the ring. However, Tchu reverses it halfway and sends Troy flying into the corner! Tchu flies in after her, but the crafty Troy manage to stick her left boot up and catches the Unified Champion off guard! He begins to stumble away from her as she pulls herself up to the second rope and catches him with a bulldog! Tchu slams into the mat hard as Troy fights back to her feet, bounces off the ropes, and nails a front-flip leg drop across his throat. She wastes no time in getting back to her feet and drags Tchu to the middle of the ring. She then bounces off the ropes again and nails an elbow to Tchu's sternum that causes the Inhuman Being to clutch his chest.

Nick: Troy is just letting Tchu have it here tonight! These two are just going to tear down the house!

Richard: Stop talking.

Nick: Okay.

Lindsay gets back to her feet and gives Tchu just a brief second to pull himself together. He starts to fight back to his feet and Troy decides to continue the punishment. She nails a lightning fast fist to his jaw, but Tchu fires back with one of his own, catching her off guard. Tchu then wraps her up into his arms and nails a belly-to-belly suplex that sends a thunderous roar through the arena and the crowd as the ring just echoes as they continue to do battle. Tchu isn't quick to his feet though as he slams his forearm into Troy's face a few times, knowing that he's dealing with one of the best in the game, and someone who can take the punishment. The forearms though take a lot out of Troy after her insane match with Tsonda the evening before. In the back of her mind, she must be thinking that this isn't a good idea after all.

Richard: And there we go Tchu, let her have it!

Nick: Didn't we just have this conversation?

Richard: We might have.

Nick: Having this match so soon might've been a bad idea for Lindsay. Can she handle another brutal match?

Richard: I'm not certain that she really has a choice.

Nick: Well, not anymore.

Tchu then grabs Troy by the ankle and begins twisting, watching the pain on her face. The intensity is evident in his eyes and stance as he continues to twist it harder and harder, making sure that the pain is felt. He's watched Troy in the ring and knows that the best way to slow her down is by taking away her legs and if he can do that then he has a good chance of retaining the title here tonight. Troy grabs at the apron, trying to fight off the pain, but her muscles continue to scream at her, aching from the hellacious schedule she's been keeping as of late. She tries desperately to fight to her feet, but finds the task too steep at this juncture. Tchu turns her onto her stomach as he keeps the ankle firm in his hands, continuing to twist and knowing the pain that she's going through.

Nick: And Tchu starts to pick apart Troy's body. He's studied her for so long that he just knows what to do to her to prevent her from pulling off her big moves.

Richard: Yeah, but the grittiness that we saw out of Troy yesterday kind of told us that no matter what. Tsonda went to town on her, nailed Model Citizen after Model Citizen, and Troy still fought back!

Nick: Yeah, but eventually your body will wear down and that could happen to Troy if Tchu turns this into a submission battle. Her body has to be exhausted.

Richard: Well, that's the understatement of the year.

The referee checks on Lindsay who just shakes her head, refusing to even think about giving up. Not now, not tonight. This is her stage, her palace and she hasn't given it up in nearly a year. Tonight wouldn't be any different. Tchu finally let’s go of the ankle lock and walks over to Lindsay's head before pulling her up to her feet. He can tell the kind of pain she's in as she winces to put any kind of weight down on that left ankle of hers. Tchu pushes her into the ropes and whips her across the ring before sending a gasp through the arena as he spikes her to the ground with a twisting spinebuster that leaves the Universal Champion just contorted in every single direction. Troy lays there sprawled out from the high-impact move, a different scenario from last night when she was handing out the high-impact moves against Tsonda.

Richard: Okay, I think Troy's spine and spleen just came out of her back.

Nick: The fans are all watching this match and have to wonder if Troy just has it in her tonight.

Richard: And if she does, will she have any left for the Dual Halo?

Nick: She better be hoping for a good number that gives her some time to rest up.

Richard: I don't know if that's really going to matter by the end of this match.

Tchu though doesn't relent as he grabs her arm and drags her back to her feet. He looks at her, fighting with all of her power to stand up on her own two feet before he wraps his arms around her and nails an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that impresses many of the fans in attendance. Troy goes flying before she lands on her lower back and the expression on her face is priceless. She grabs the middle rope though, fighting through the pain, and wanting to get back on the offensive. As Tchu comes up behind her, she can feel him, and slams an elbow to his midsection. The PTC Unified Champ doubles over slightly from the pain as Troy just uses her pure instinct to connect with a roundhouse kick that drops the Inhuman Being onto the floor.

Nick: And Troy with an amazing counter! Her ability to know where she's at in that ring and to block out the pain she's going through is just amazing.

Richard: Is that going to be enough to really get her going though? She's got a big hill to climb out of at this point and it might just not be in her tonight.

Nick: It's in her every night, Richard. She has the heart of a champion.

Richard: That heart though wears out every now and then.

With Tchu on the floor, Troy takes the moment to breathe easy for a second, knowing that she can control this match if she just remains focused. After a moment and as Tchu begins to get back up to his feet, Troy puts Tchu into an armbar and locks it in good as Tchu tries to muscle his way out of it, but is unable to do so. Lindsay slams her elbow into the arm, worsening the pain from Tchu who tries desperately to break away from the Universal Champion, but is unable to do so. Troy repeats this, taking some pleasure in the pain in Tchu's eyes before twisting his arm again, doubling the pain that he's feeling. She drags him around the ring before hopping up a nearby turnbuckle and nailing him with an armbreaker! Tchu goes down to the mat hard while Troy goes for the cover.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Tchu manages to kick out as Troy gets right back to her feet to go right back to work. She drops a knee across Tchu's chest before pulling him up to his feet and whipping him into the ropes. As he reaches her again, she nails him with a spinning back kick before nailing him with a swinging neckbreaker. The quick work of Troy is working to her advantage as she gets to her feet while Tchu fights back to his. She once again pushes him into the corner and nails him with a few elbows to the face, but Tchu returns the favor with a knee to her midsection! He switches spots with the Queen of the Ring and starts going to town with fist after fist, taking the life out of her. Tchu then drags Troy out of the corner and goes for a snap suplex, but somehow Troy is able to land on her feet and nails another neckbreaker on him! Tchu goes down grabbing at his neck while Troy rolls to her knees, lucky to dodge that situation.

Richard: And Troy continues to show how agile and crafty she really is. So much of her mind is acting on pure instincts at this point.

Nick: It might be the only way that she's going to win here tonight.

Richard: When did the script flip and you started being the skeptic and I started cheering on Troy?

Nick: I don't know, but it's kind of freaking me out.

Richard: Me too!

Troy continues to feel the momentum shift in her direction as the crowd in Monterrey, Mexico, ready for the Dual Halo, but being treated to this once in a lifetime matchup, moves to her favor. She gets back to her feet while Tchu does the same thing. Lindsay, tired of the slow pace of this match decides to move it up a little bit as she runs over to Tchu and nails him with a fist after fist! The Inhuman Being tries to cover up, but the intensity in Troy has raised another level before pushing him into the ropes. She then whips him across the ring before nailing a head scissors on Tchu! The Inhuman Being fights right back up to his feet only to be met with Troy flying off the ropes and nailing a flying crossbody on him. However, he refuses to stay down for long as he gets right back. Troy goes to kick him in the midsection, but Tchu is able to grab her foot and spins her around. However, the agility of Troy allows her to get her other foot up and she kicks him in the back of the head, dropping him to the mat.

Nick: Okay, Tchu might be taking a nap after that shot.

Richard: I think he was certain that he had Troy's number right there. Troy might be changing up her game a little bit to throw her off.

Nick: You compete together for so long, you're bound to learn how someone wrestles. Troy though is smart enough to change up her game.

Richard: Tchu's going to have to pull out something better then that if that's the case.

Lindsay wastes no time as she hops up the ropes and perches herself on the top rope before leaping off and nailing a 630 degree Senton on her ally and close friend! Tchu howls in pain from the impressive maneuver while Troy gets back to her feet, the crowd firmly behind her as she drags Tchu into the middle of the ring once again and climbs to the top rope, feeling like flying just a little bit tonight. With the Halo structure high above her, she leaps as high as possible before flipping her body backwards and goes for a Shooting Star Press. However, when she comes down, it's across Tchu's well-timed knees into her stomach! The air immediately goes out of Troy and her momentum as she rolls away grabbing at her ribs, feeling as if she just performed the move on a row of bricks! Tchu looks around trying to clear the cobwebs out of his eyes before fighting back up to his feet.

Richard: She went for big impact, and she crashed and burned! That one isn't going to feel very good in the morning?!

Nick: Morning?! How about now?!

Richard: Tchu needs to capitalize on this moment if he wants to walk out of here as the PTC Unified Champion.

Nick: With the way that Tchu is taking away all of Troy's momentum, that might happen regardless.

He walks over to Troy and rips her up to her feet before whipping her in the ropes and connecting with a sidewalk slam. The move sends a rumbling noise throughout the arena from the sheer force and power of the Inhuman Being! Tchu, trying to see how out of it Troy is, hooks the leg and goes for the pin!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

This time around, the Universal Champion is quick to kick out, still having a lot of fight left in her. Tchu climbs back to his feet and drags Troy up with him before nailing an uppercut on her! The Universal Champion falls into the ropes as Tchu sends her over the top rope with a well placed and timed clothesline! Troy falls hard on her shoulder and you can see the agony in her eyes as she makes sure it's not dislocated. Tchu meanwhile slides out of the ring and slams his forearm into her back, feeling her nerves tighten from the intense blow. She continues to fight back to her feet though. With her back to him, Tchu wraps his arms around her waist and with ease, nails a release German Suplex! The crowd begins to chant Tchu's name as Troy crumples on the rough mat from the high-impact move.

Nick: And that might be it for Troy! Tchu's raw strength and sheer force might be too much for her to overcome!

Richard: That one was just brutal. Tchu has the big advantage here tonight as he hasn’t wrestled since he fought Clinton Sage for the Unified Title.

Nick: And Troy, as we’ve made mention of several times in this broadcast, just came off a match that is being hailed as phenomenal where she retained her Universal Championship. Huge advantage for Tchu.

Tchu walks over to Troy with an anger in his step. He grabs Troy’s neck and nails her with a forearm to her face before rolling her in the ring. Troy, not happy with having her face smashed in like that rolls through it and gets back to her feet even with the pain lingering in her mind. She immediately kicks Tchu as he tries to get back in the ring and does so a few more times before Tchu backs up a few inches to recover from the stiff blows. Troy wastes no time as she bounces off the ropes, runs up to the middle turnbuckle closest to Tchu and uses it as a springboard into a moonsault. The fans marvel at Troy’s abilities as they begin to chant her name.

TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY!

Richard: Just wow, simply wow.

Nick: One thing is certain about Lindsay and that’s the fact that she’ll never give up a match. It’s one of the reasons why she’s had such a remarkable year with her feud against Fuck You, the title reigns not only here in PRIME but also in our federations around the world, and memorable match after memorable match with the best around.

Richard: I might hate on her, but that’s for certain!

Both competitors are slow to their feet with Troy being the first of the duo. However, Tchu isn’t far behind as he grabs onto the ring apron, knowing that Troy is taking him to town with her aerial maneuvers. He shoots straight up as Troy slams her knee into his back before she hops onto the side of the ring, once again using it as a springboard before she twists in the air and nails Tchu with a head scissors! The fans are feeling the momentum in this match vastly changing as Troy hops onto the ringside barrier, the fans standing right there before her waiting on bated breath for the Dual Halo but instead being greeted with an up close and personal view of the PRIME Universal Champion. She ignores the fans though as her mind is focused on one thing, winning the one thing she wants more than anything in the world. It’s that thought that’s racing through her mind as she leaps into the air and connects with a shooting star press into a frog splash!

TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY! TROY!

Nick: And Troy is bringing her game right now as she’s just using the limited space she has to perform maximum impact moves.

Richard: Tchu is going to need something soon if he wants to retain his PTC Unified Title!

Nick: That’s for damn sure!

Troy grabs the back of Tchu’s neck before rolling him back into the ring. You can see the pain written across his face as he fights to get back to his knees. Troy hops onto the edge of the ring while grabbing the top rope. She eyes him carefully before launching herself onto the top rope and using it as a springboard before completing a front flip. As she does so, her left leg out to complete a leg drop, Tchu powers up to his feet and catches the Queen of the Ring in mid-air and then slams her down to the mat with a powerbomb! Troy’s head bounces off the mat twice from the sheer impact of the move. With her nearly knocked out, Tchu doesn’t go for a pin though, but instead goes for the kill and locks in the FTW!

Richard: What force! What raw power! Troy might be done!

Nick: Troy is yelling at the top of her lungs as she is fighting to hold on and I don’t think she was prepared for that to come as she seemed to be in complete control of the match before Tchu decided to take it from her!

Richard: How long can she hold on? Is the PTC Unified Title worth more to her then winning the Dual Halo?

Nick: What could she possibly want?

It’s true to a degree. This PTC Unified Title is that important to her. It’s the only thing keeping her from tapping, keeping her on the edge of sanity while every fiber of her being wants to just give it up. The guttural roars are in her ears as Tchu is yelling out at well, having the Kata Hajime locked in tighter than ever before. For him, this is a match that will define his career as well as hearing about it on a daily basis from Lindsay. For her though, she’s still moving up. Having accomplished so much, she wants to accomplish one more thing to cement her legacy. She grits it out, her teeth grinding into one another while she can hear the chanting of the crowd, firmly in her corner partly because they want to see the match continue on, and also because of the fact that she’s the superstar of the present day while many could see Tchu as the legend of the past.

Richard: How much longer can she hold on?!

Nick: Until she passes out?

Richard: She might indeed do just that because Tchu isn’t going to let go of this!

Nick: Then she’s going to have to find a way out!

Troy’s left hand desperately starts reaching out, hoping to find some way to get out of this. Yet, she can tell that Tchu is all business right now. The thought of just tapping out crosses her mind, but the reality that she would have to live this loss down would haunt her forever. Tchu, feeling a sense of urgency himself, steps over with the hold and squats in a camel clutch position, bending Troy back slightly. She doesn't feel the weight of the Inhuman Being, though, only the weight of the Monterrey crowd behind her as she digs her elbows into the mat as hard as possible. The momentum and adrenaline begins to enter her system as she starts dragging herself across the ring, the pain becoming worse with each passing second. The look on Tchu’s eyes is priceless as he tries to figure out why Troy hasn’t given up. She digs her other elbow into the ground and pulls herself even closer to the ropes. She can see it, taste it right in front of her eyes!

Nick: I can't believe that Lindsay Troy hasn't given up yet!

Richard: She's clearly trying to end her own career at this point. What's the point of trying to resist this?

Tchu pulls hard on the choke, trying to pull Troy back from the ropes. The Queen of the Ring, however, is in The Zone. She was there last night, turning away Chandler Tsonda after multiple Model Citizen moonsaults. The combined toll of that match and the punishment she's taken here has left her body weary and broken, and she knows the next week is going to be full of ice packs and bandages. But screw it, you know? You're already going to be sore, she tells herself. Might as well make it worth something.

With a surge of adrenaline, she pushes up, getting from her stomach to all fours. Tchu, having focused more on keeping her from the ropes, let his weight up just enough for her to have room. In a panic, he gives up on pulling and tries to sit back down on the hold to quell her resistance.

As soon as he shifts his weight, Troy suddenly flattens back out. When her head and torso flop to the mat, they pull the Unified Champion forward be sheer momentum. Off balance, he tumbles into a faceplant. Troy suddenly bucks back up, into an amateur-wrestling-style tripod, her weight balanced between her head and both feet.

Her trapped arm traps Tchu's head as he rolls forward. Her free arm catches one of his legs, stopping him from rolling all the way to his back and cradling him on his head and shoulders.

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Stuck in his own hold, Tchu can only kick violently as the referee drops for the count.

Richard: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

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TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

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THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

DING! DING! DING!

Nick: Troy has done it! Troy is the new PTC Unified Champion!

Richard: A remarkable showing from Lindsay as she is now holding the PRIME Universal Title as well as the PTC Unified Title. A feat in itself!

Nick: No joke.

Vince Howard: Your winner… and NEW PTC UNIFIED TITLE CHAMPION… LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINDSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! TROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY!

The crowd goes absolutely crazy while Troy lays flat on the mat. Minutes after the match ends, she’ll be asked how she summoned the strength and had the bearings to reverse Tchu's hold in those final moments. It’ll all seem like a blur to her. Her body took her, acting on pure instinct as it could feel the victory at grasp. She had let go and she had won the match. For now though, she could enjoy the victory.

Richard: An amazing match, that’s for sure.

Nick: Most definitely.

Richard: She holds two titles and now she has the Dual Halo up next.

Nick: I think that’s the furthest thing from her mind.

Already on his feet, and propped up against a neary corner, Tchu can only hang his head and smile, still shocked at how his old friend managed to steal that win. Troy, exhausted and trembling, is still sprawled out on the mat. The official re-enters the ring with the PTC Unified Title, and Tchu promptly yanks it from his hands. Throwing the belt over his shoulder, he approaches Troy and extends his hand.

Lindsay looks up to see Tchu standing over her, and for a moment, she thinks that she may have lost, that she passed out in the hold. But when she takes his hand, he pulls her up to her feet and into a tight embrace. "Congrats, champ," is all he says.

Nick: That’s respect right there, Richard.

Richard: It’s also vomit-inducing.

Nick: It might be, but for tonight, two great friends went at it and made something special happen.

Richard: I guess.

The two break their embrace, and Tchu hands Troy the belt. She holds it up for the crowd, but her legs give out and Tchu catches her, holding her up while the crowd cheers.

Nick: Troy might not have anything left in the tank, Richard. She's gone through two wars in two nights, nevermind the Halo.

Richard: Most people couldn't beat Chandler Tsonda and Tchu back to back if they had three months to prepare for each. I've gotta hand it to the girl...but she should just bow out of the Halo.

Nick: Bow out? When have you known her to bow out of anything?

Richard: Fair enough, but she'd better hope for a favorable entrance time, otherwise the biggest weekend in her PRIME career might be her last.

All of that may have played in Troy's mind as she stood in the ring, flanked by her vanquished friend, but you couldn't see it on her face. In the moment, all that mattered was the PTC Unified Title over her head. Let everyone else stress themselves out over immortality. She'd already found hers.

As for the Inhuman Being, after a legendary career of his own...he kinda liked the idea of being mortal again.

(ENTER: DUSK. Standing in front of a large PRIME logo'd flag. He stands cool, confident, tall. Arms crossed, his newly aquired INTENSE championship, which I deem must always be capitalized for the course of my usage of the term. Dusk looks at the large flag, and turns to the camera.)

Dusk: Nice set up you've got here.

(Dusk coughs, clearing his throat.)

Dusk: The night of the Dual Halo is upon us. Apon? Upon. Definitely upon us. Apon isn't even a word. Then again, there isn't a word for what I'm going to do when I get out into that Dual Halo ring. Well, perhaps there is a word, but what am I, a walking dictionary? Can we go again?

(The camera shakes yes, although we are live. Then again, if it's El Janito behind the camera, he might not have understood Dusk's english.)

Dusk: The second night of Culture Shock, the Dual Halo and the Golden Ticket. It's something outta Willy Wonka, I swear. Although there wasn't a scene in Wonka where Tony Gamble got his head kicked off. That would have given it an extra star no doubt. Might have won an Oscar. Oh well. Hindsight, twenty twenty, yada yada yada.

And it's that exact hindsight that's going to kick in a week from now, when you all realize that I told you I was going to win the Dual Halo, and then I won the Dual Halo, thereby proving myself right and basically omnipotent. Like. Right now, I'm pretty sure Jack Harmen's going to run in here asking to play Hungry Hungry Hippos.

(Dusk waits, taps his feet twice, before High Flyer comes RUSHING from off the side of the stage. Kanye West is at his side. He holds a box, which looks to be the Hungry Hungry Hippos game Dusk just mentioned.)

High Flyer: Hey Dusk! Want to take these drugs we put in this children's board game before a child stumbles apon... upon? Apon it and then dies, y'know. We'd be doing a good turn by injesting these illegal narcotics.

(Flyer turns to Kanye West)

High Flyer: Can you go get me a New York Post?

Kanye West: Shiiiiiit Son. We're in... fuck if I know where we at!

High Flyer: Then get me any unreputable newspaper. I just want to smack all these god damn mosquitos before they give me lice and aids.

(Flyer takes the box of Hungry Hungry Hippos and uses it as a fly swatter, spewing the drugs forth in a spraying arc. Kanye West stares slack jawed, as Dusk nonchalantly moves on.)

Dusk: So, the Dual Halo. One of the most arduous match ups in the history of Professional wrestling.

High Flyer: Oh, you're talkin' about the Halo? Dude, if you get out early, me and Davis are setting up a Loser Halo party! It's a firty dollar cover charge to pay for all the extra controllers we bought. Tony has this issue with people's hands touching things he uses. He doesn't even let a chef touch his food before it's cooked. They've got to freaking use Tongs. I swear.

Dusk: Jack. I know, y'know, we're cool and all, but you're kind of blowing up my spot here. This was supposed to basically be my Ric Flair confetti raining from the ceillings I'M A GOLD MEDALIST celebratory interview where I basically inflate my ego ten sizes. I've only gotten two so far before you cut me off.

High Flyer: My mistake. KANYE! To the VIAGRA-MOBILE!

Kanye West: You mean your bus?

High Flyer: Why do you gotta hate on what I buy. I don't hate on your enormous bling bling. Which, by the way, makes you look a freaking foot shorter.

(Flyer wraps his arms around Kanye as they walk away.)

Kanye West: That just mean the bitches be shocked at how large you're stacked. You pull that snake out and the bitch be all DAAAAAAAAAMMMMN.

(Kanye and Flyer fade out into the distance. Dusk sighs, and turns back to the camera.)

Dusk: The Dual Halo...

(Dusk looks to the side, and groans. Tony Davis waves. He's eating a grapefruit.)

Dusk: I fucking hate you Tony.

(Dusk lowers his head, and walks away. Davis, confused, glares at Dusk as he does, and shrugs his shoulders. Spitting out grapefruit as he talks...)

Tony Davis: What I do!?

"Blaine?"

Lisa Tyler pushes open the door to the PRIME corporate luxury box. Most of the high-end officials who aren't on the clock any longer have packed the seats outside the box, eagerly anticipating the start of the Dual Halo event.

If the casual fan knows anything about PRIME, it's the Dual Halo. The plexiglass menace is one of the most iconic fixtures of the company, and the highlights it produces linger in fans' minds for months - sometimes years - later. The jittery anticipation that lingers in the Arena Monterrey, and in millions of pay-per-view homes across North America, rivals the tension that hangs before the Super Bowl, or the announcement of Best Picture.

Needless to say, Blaine Blair should have some emotional interest in what's about to happen. When Lisa Tyler enters the room, though, she can't help but notice an air of apathy.

Blaine Blair: (turning to look over his shoulder) Lisa.

Lisa takes slow, calculated steps toward Blaine, who stands alone in the interior section of the box. Even though her de facto supervisor has already turned back to look out the glass window towards the arena, she absent-mindedly jerks a thumb over her shoulder as she approaches.

Lisa Tyler: They said you wanted to see me? I've got some paperwork to push through before we ship out tonight. Did yo-

Blaine Blair: (not looking at her) You should have a drink, Lisa. Sit down and watch the match.

She laughs, standing alongside him, eyes fixed out on the arena before them.

Lisa Tyler: It makes me nervous, Blaine. I watch this live and I spend half the time shielding my eyes...and the other half on the phone with the medical staff. I'd rather watch it on tape tomorrow when I know none of the injuries are serious.

Blaine doesn't respond. In fact, he doesn't even react in away to show that he heard a word she just said. He just takes a sip from the tumbler that had been resting in his left hand. Lisa leans forward a little and tries to catch the whites of his eyes.

Lisa Tyler: Blaine? Is everything ok?

He remains silent for a moment, finishing his sip and twirling the glass a little. After a few more moments of hesitation, she begins to retreat.

Lisa Tyler: Listen, I'm gonna go finish that work up so I can get on the road early tonight.

Blaine Blair: Do you remember my first show with PRIME?

Lisa Tyler: (stopping in her tracks) Huh?

Blaine Blair: ReVolution 46.

She slowly walks back over to him, not quite understanding, but doing her best to play along.

Lisa Tyler: Denver, right? 2004?

Blaine Blair: October 27. I ran down to the ring to tell Vince that Motoki had changed the main event.

Lisa laughs and leans up against the window, facing Blaine.

Lisa Tyler: And you threw up in the back before and after.

A smile cracks Blaine's face, the first emotion he's shown so far. He can't help but hide the amused embarassment.

Lisa Tyler: Those crew guys were doing impressions of you for months.

Blaine Blair: Some of them kept doing it until I got into this job and threatened to fire them.

They both chuckle, but Blaine's smile fades quickly. He turns his eyes from the arena and fixes them on Tyler for the first time.

Blaine Blair: They asked us to come in for a meeting, Lisa.

Her smile fades just as quickly, her mouth falling open absently.

Lisa Tyler: T-they? The new owners?

Blaine nods and takes another sip of his drink. Lisa offers up an expletive and pushes away from the window, pacing out into the center of the room behind Blair.

Blaine Blair: They want to see us - individually - first thing on Monday morning. Our flight leaves for Chicago tomorrow at noon.

Lisa Tyler: FUCK!

She kicks one of a set of chairs in the middle of the room. It's a rare display of unfiltered emotion from someone who built their career on measured composure. The chair threatens to tip, but eventually settles back down. Lisa collapses into it.

Lisa Tyler: I just bought a house, Blaine!

Blaine Blair: I know.

Lisa Tyler: They can't just come and do this to us!

Blaine Blair: I wish I could agree. But you need to remember where we came from. I was still the errand boy and you were the mic jockey when Tyler Nelson took control of PRIME. He's a shrewd businessman, but he's volatile. The ride was going to end eventually.

Lisa Tyler: But NOW? Why fire us now?

Blaine only shakes his head in agreement. He turns to look at Lisa, then goes to freshen up his drink.

Blaine Blair: Of all the times we've tried to shake things up in PRIME, do you know what has the longest impact?

Still flustered, Lisa only shrugs, eyes toward the floor. Blaine nods toward the arena.

Blaine Blair: This match. There's no way to predict how this shakes out, and it always affects everything we do, through Colossus or even the end of the year.

He walks back over to the window, looking at Tyler.

Blaine Blair: You don't plan change, Lisa. You try to sometimes, but you really just end up doing the same thing and giving it a different name. Change only happens when you aren't ready for it.

He turns back towards the glass window, eyes transfixed on the Dual Halo, and the new era of PRIME that it will unwittingly usher in.

Blaine Blair: Life is about picking up the pieces between each new catastrophe.

The lights in the arena go out, and the crowd is whipped into a frenzy. Lit only by the miniature strobes of camera flashes, Blaine raises his drink one more time.

Strobe lights flash across the arena, flashing and flickering off of the clear walls of the Halos in a blinding kaleidoscope fashion. The crowd responds with a low, rumbling cheer that builds until it shakes the beams overhead and the concrete below. This isn’t the "OHMYGOD" roar – plenty of those will come in time. This is a hum, a growl, a buzz that hangs in the air as everyone hangs on the edge of their seat, getting used to the position and begging for the first opportunity to burst up to their feet.

Nick: And now, ladies and gentlemen...it’s time.

Richard: A lot of people have waited a lot of time for this match. Days, weeks...months. Some have been looking forward to it since the final bell of last year.

Nick: Colossus is our landmark event, but the Dual Halo is PRIME’s landmark match, the first thing fans bring up when the fed is on their minds.

Richard: People come from all over to see it. Hell, people come from all over to COMPETE in it. Some see it as the highlight of their career to have it ended within those Plexiglas walls.

Nick: It can make you just as easily as it can break you.

Richard:

Nick: There’s nothing more we can say, really.

Richard: And besides, we’ve gotta save our voices.

Nick: So let’s get it underway. Cue the countdown, folks, the Dual Halo starts NOW.

The countdown clock takes over the Wal*Tron, and the hum builds. Eager to scream something, ANYTHING, the crowd counts along as the clock begins the first countdown of the night.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

0:00

YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

An unfamiliar beat kicks up over the arena speakers...well, at least it’s unfamiliar within the realm of PRIME. Common’s "The Game" thumps to life and a roar goes up from the crowd at the entry of the first superstar.

Nick: Actually, our first superstar isn’t scheduled to arrive until the 2:00 mark due to a scheduling gaffe. Whoever they are, I guess they’re getting an early jump.

Richard: With all the anticipation for this match, you can’t blame someone for jumping the gun.

Nick: I’m not entirely sure who our first participant is, who drew the unlucky lot of entering first in a field of 50.

Richard: The Halo doesn’t lend itself to marathon men, Nick. Whoever this is, I don’t see them lasting unless their will to win is absolutely ungodl-

Green and gold lights bathe the stage and aisleway as the music continues, and by virtue of color scheme alone, the crowd roars again in recognition.

Nick: Oh my...

Richard: Ha! Ain’t that some shit!

Nick: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your first surprise of the evening: Danny Ferguson, after dedicating himself to winning the Halo and the Golden Ticket, is entering first.

Richard: So much for that mission, eh?

Nick: You can’t count Ferguson out, Richard. He’s fared very well in his two previous attempts, even finishing second to Tchu last year.

Richard: Yeah, and I could spend my time griping about the validity of his challenge, but let’s stick to unbiased realism for a second, Nick: there’s NO WAY he can pull this off. He’d have to set the all-time Halo length record just to stay in it that long!

Nick: If history has proven anything, Richard, it’s that Danny doesn’t go into this match without a plan. He’s undoubtedly got some sort of tricks up his sleeve...

The massive, suited bodyguards of Team Ferguson step out onto the stage, then flank the entryway as a spotlight trains on it.

Nick: Do they seem bigger than usual to you?

Richard: What, do you think they’re using the "Ferguson supplement plan" or something?

Nick: You know he never tested positive, so lay off. No, their shoulders just look...broader, or something. I don’t know.

Richard: Sorry, Nicole, I don’t check out men’s bodies that often.

Nick: But you’re comfortable staring at them in Spandex for a paying job, right?

Richard: ...

Behind the spotlight, the shadow of Danny Ferguson appears in the entryway. In his typical boxing-style green robe, he jogs out to the stage and pauses momentarily, then throws his head back to shed the hood and bask in the glow of the flashbulbs - a good portion of which are fabricated by the strobes along the aisle.

2:00

Nick: And now it’s officially time for the Ferguson entrance, but I guess it doesn’t matter either way, with how long he’s taking.

Richard: Hey, he’s already got to set the record to win, why not put some extra seconds on the clock, right?

Nick: Ok, here’s another bodyguard question:

Richard: For the love of God, man, let it go!

Nick: He knows they can’t do him any good once he’s inside the chaos of the Dual Halo. Why bother to bring the guards out?

On cue, Danny looks at Jim Pibb and Dametreyus Fuqueiawytas and nods. Simultaneously, the two men pull off their suits, which turn out to be custom tear-away warm-ups, a la that one SportsCenter commercial with Stuart Scott and Scott Van Pelt. Yeah, you know that one. It was funny the first time.

Nick: Oh my...

Richard: Easy, Priscilla. They’re not stripping.

Nick: No, I mean oh my God, I can’t believe he’s going to do this!

Underneath the ‘suits’, the bodyguards are clad in spandex-and-foam-rubber getups that look basically identical to the GloboGym Purple Cobras uniforms in Dodgeball. Topped off with a set of foam/plastic shoulderpads with a "DF" logo in the middle, the matching outfits bring a few "oohs" from the crowd.

Nick: They’re not here to just stand around - Danny brought them for backup inside the Dual Halo!

Richard: That’s pretty...I mean, that’s a damn good idea.

Ferguson and his on-site security team make their way down the ramp, and a raucous noise begins to rifle through the crowd.

Richard: What the hell are they chanting?

The noise begins to catch on with more people, and grows louder as it creeps around the arena. It’s still difficult to make out, even at peak volume, given the disparity of Mexican folks chanting English, but it’s just barely recognizable.

"OB-SI-DI-AN! OB-SI-DI-AN! OB-SI-DI-AN! "

Richard: Obsidian? What the hell is that?

Nick: It’s a very hard black stone, but as far as tonight goes, it’s the former identity of Danny’s lead enforcer Dametreyus! Fans of the former American Gladiators knockoff show, Coliseum 2000, may remember him as his former C2K persona, Obsidian! That’s what the Mexican fans seem to be doing, thanks to international syndication of the show through the mass globalization of American television!

Richard: ...

Nick: What?

Richard: Did you really just know that off the top of your head?

Nick: No, I was just handed an index card by Danny Ferguson’s handler.

Richard: His what?

Nick: Um...did I say handler? I meant manager. Yeah, that’s right, manager.

Richard: Reggie Delray knew all that?

Nick: Yeah, sure. Why?

With the path clear, Danny sheds his robe and steps inside, ready for a fight. Both guards enter behind him, and the door shuts and locks.

By the time he’s reached the ring and settled in, our countdown to entry number two has already begun.

4:00

"Established" cues up, and the most hardcore wrestling fans – those who perhaps paid their way just to see the earlier PTC Unified Title match – let out a "holy shit" gasp-cheer.

Nick: That’s not who I think it is…

Richard: I can’t believe he’d have the BALLS to do this.

It is, and apparently he does. Steven Caldera steps out onto the entranceway, a "GCW" t-shirt making it plain as day to anyone who can’t figure out who just stepped out. Depending on their level of literacy, the fans all dig their heels in and start booing once they realize that GCW’s owner is about to compete in a PRIME match.

Richard: This might be worse than Ferguson’s draw. I don’t know what Caldera’s looking to accomplish here, but he’s going to have to go through pretty much every PRIME superstar to get there.

Nick: You’ve gotta imagine a smile breaking across the face of every PRIMEate backstage…ESPECIALLY Lindsay Troy.

Richard: After what she went through against Tsonda last night, and the punishment Tchu gave her tonight, she shouldn’t be smiling about anything.

Nick: We’ll see what happens when those two get in a Halo together…IF Caldera even makes it that long.

Richard: Hell, if TROY even makes it that long!

Caldera takes his time approaching the ring, knowing full well that he’s got nothing rushing him. No one waiting in the Halo, no one to impress. No matter what happens, he still owns and operates one of PRIME’s chief competitors. Nothing any of these lowlifes can do to change that.

He steps into the Halo and gives a smug nod to Danny Ferguson, who bounces back and forth in his own Halo and doesn’t return the gesture. The door locks behind Caldera and the countdown is already on for our next entry.

6:00

Beanie Siegel’s "Feel It In The Air" kicks up and "The Polish Punisher" Tom Walczak steps out from behind the curtain. With a sneer to the Mexican crowd, who – if you can believe it – is held in even lower regard by Walczak than his typical American crowds, the Punisher stomps towards Halo Uno.

Nick: A hefty task for Danny Ferguson, with the former OSW World Champion as his first opponent.

Richard: I’d be worried if he hadn’t already cheated and brought his bodyguards in there with him.

Nick: You slam the guy for having bad odds, then get on him for finding a creative way to overcome them.

Richard: I know how I make my money.

Walczak steps into the Halo, where the focus until now has been on Dametreyus Fuqueiawytas. As they continue to cheer for "Obsidian", he pumps a fist into the air to rile them up. Danny shoots him a look, and he starts to recoil, but the cocked eyebrow and smirk from Ferguson gives him to go ahead to embrace the moment. Making the most of it, Obsidian plays to the crowd, getting himself pumped up just like the good ol’ days.

Richard: Didn’t he accidentally kill someone on that show once?

Nick: I’m sure it was an accident.

Richard: Yeah, that’s why I said "accidentally", jerkwad.

Nick: Oh. Well, what are the odds of it happening twice?

The door to the Halo closes behind Walczak, who immediately rushes at Danny Ferguson. Dametreyus/Obsidian steps in first, swinging a big boot out to clock Walczak. The Punisher crumples to the ground, dropping to all fours.

Nick: ...

Richard: Well, what are the odds of it happening three times, right?

With Walczak prone, Danny sizes him up, making sure that both of his bodyguards are flanking in case the plan goes awry. As they prepare to close in, the countdown clock begins again and eyes turn toward the opposite Halo Dos entryway.

8:00

"Dance of the Manatee" signals the arrival of The Freak, Himself, whose crowd reaction is kind of a "huh?" mostly for the character, and mostly for his sparse appearances as of late.

Nick: Interesting entrance order for The Freak. He hasn’t been seen in a PRIME ring since losing to Walczak, of all people, back in his debut match.

Richard: Good for him, the only guy to pin him so far is in the other Halo.

Nick: I guess that’s one way of looking at it, yes.

Pyro goes off at the entryway, and The Freak bursts out from the back. Singing along with his music, he takes a running start and dives into the crowd around the entranceway. Not adequately prepared for the ritual (since it’s only happened once), they weren’t all ready to catch the man, but enough of them were on the ball to save him from an awkward situation. Getting back to his feet, The Freak fights through the crowd and reaches Halo Dos. By the time he steps inside, the countdown clock has already come up.

Nick: Normally I’m not one for long entrances, but this is certainly helping the time go faster before the action kicks up.

The Freak, Himself gives a look to Steven Caldera, who keeps his distance. The Freak climbs the nearest turnbuckle and pounds his chest.

Team Ferguson, meanwhile, is still trying to get the jump on Walczak. The Punisher was back on his feet quickly, and since the entrance of The Freak, Himself, they had been trying to corner the man.

Nick: Without a lot of action in Halo Dos, I think the bigger story right here is Danny Ferguson and his guards trying to capture Tom Walczak!

Richard: Better call the Grizzly Man, he can emo the beast to death.

Walczak charges forward, only to stop himself. He snarls, taking a step back, as the three in front of him stand cautiously at a momentary standstill, thinking of how best to attack the monsterous Pollock.

10:00

However, everyone's head turns for a moment as the countdown clock reaches 0, bringing with it the sounds of a banjo.

That's How I Like It, by Lynyrd Skynyrd.

The Blue Collar Brawler.

The Bad Dog.

Wade Elliott

"RUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Nick: Ladies and gentlemen, the tunnels between each Halo are open for the first time, but I doubt anyone will be taking advantage this early! The bigger story is that Wade Elliott, fresh off his HUGE win over Hall-of-Famer Hoyt Williams last night, is entering at number five!

Richard: This kind of match suits a man like Wade…it’s every man for himself, last man standing.

The powerful southern rock guitar of Skynyrd hammers the Monterrey crowd, and they return in kind with an eruption of cheers as the 'Bama Bruiser marches out, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. His keen blue eyes stare straight ahead the intimidating structure of the Dual Halo, steel toed boots slamming against the ramp as he approaches. He pitches his cigarette with one hand, and tosses his drifter's hat with another, and makes a quick entrance into Halo Uno, the door slamming behind him.

Wade takes a quick moment to analyze the situation before tucking low and barreling straight for Tom Walczak, shoulder tackling the back of his giant kneecap, felling the Punisher onto his back. Danny and the bodyguards immediately back off, letting Elliott deal with Walczak. The Bad Dog leaps to his feet immediately, mounting Walczak and slamming fist after fist into his head. Wade stands after the assault, taking a step back, eyes burning with adrenaline. He looks to his left, noticing Danny Ferguson's presence while Walczak begins pushing himself to his feet.

Danny nods to Wade.

Wade turns his attention back to Walczak.

And the two charge forward, laying boot after boot after boot to the sides of Walczak, preventing him from standing. Wade backs away, allowing Ferguson to bring Walczak to his feet and throw him against the ropes. The Punisher comes back as Wade steps back into position, taking a couple steps forward and lifting his boot high, slamming into Walczak's sternum. He staggers back and turns around to find Danny Ferguson, who swings upward high, clocking him with a European uppercut. He reels back again, finding himself in the center of the ring. Wade and Ferguson share a quick nod to each other, simultaneously bounce off the ropes, and fly full speed at the dazed Punisher. Danny tackles the back of Walczak's knees, while at the same time Wade hammers him with a violent spear, the laws of physics catapulting the Punisher's giant frame to the mat.

Richard: Finally we’re seeing some action! Of course it takes Wade Elliott to get this party started!

Nick: Since when were you into Elliott?

Richard: The kid’s had a spark lately, a little extra pep in his step.

Nick: Funny that you warm up to him while everyone else has been a little turned off.

Richard: I’m all about the underground, Nick. I don’t follow what’s "popular."

Nick: Yeah, your clothing is proof of that.

12:00

The lights around the arena begin to flicker on and off, then flip to solid and bathe the whole arena in red light. A loud bang of pyro goes off at the entrance as Mobb Deep’s "Quiet Storm" blasts over the loudspeakers. Jimmy "The PosterBoy" Bonafide then emerges out the back with a grin on his face and a wet towel over his head.

Nick: It’s time for our first Open Invitational competitor! According to my notes, this is Jimmy "The PosterBoy" Bonafide!

Richard: What’s he a Posterboy for?

Nick: I guess we’re about to find out, just as we’ll find out what this former SHOWrestling superstar is made of.

Bonafide stands at the ramp way and throws his hands up in the air forming a X. After soaking in the crowd reaction for a while, he runs down the rampway, right into Halo Dos, and slides into the ring. Rolling over in mid-slide, he nips up to his feet and jumps up on the nearest turnbuckle and throws his hand up in the air as his music fades.

Once he steps down from the turnbuckle, PosterBoy comes face-to-face with The Freak, Himself. The two are nose to nose before Bonafide shoves The Freak back. The Freak takes a moment, then returns the favor.

Both men pause, then look at Steven Caldera, who makes no effort to get involved. Then they turn back to each other and start trading blows, lighting up the nearby fans as business in Halo Dos picks up.

Over in Halo Uno, Elliott and Ferguson are taking turns working over Walczak, trying their best to get the bigger man worn down early before he has time to use his size advantage. Danny’s bodyguards remain at bay while the Blue Collar Brawler and the Superstar haul the big man up. They lift and drop him with a HUGE double suplex, laying Walczak out. Then they transition to doing what they do best – Ferguson locks in a rear chinlock and Wade kicks the living shit out of the man like he just hit the floor at the local watering hole.

14:00

"I Hope You Die" by the Bloodhound Gang signals the arrival of High Flyer, who sprints towards Halo Uno with little fanfare. He flies (ha, pun!) into the structure and makes a beeline for Wade Elliott, tackling him before he can lay a stomp into the Polish Punisher.

Nick: Flyer apparently has a score to settle with Elliott!

Richard: ReV 152, Nick. Elliott roughed Flyer up in a singles match, and that probably doesn’t sit well with the former fWo star!

Nick: Since when were you our historian?

Richard: That was when I first noticed what I was missing with Wade.

Danny lets go of the rear chinlock, heading towards the tangled mess that is Elliott and Flyer. Before he can make it over to break it up, though, a paw from Walczak trips him up.

Across the ring, High Flyer blasts Wade Elliott with forearms, but the wild eyes of the Bama Bruiser beg each one to be followed up. With an opening, Elliott slams a fist into Flyer’s gut, doubling him over. Wade follows up with an uppercut that tags the jaw, and the Team VIAGRA member stumbles back. Sure, you’d expect some retaliation, but taking an unprotected punch from Wade Elliott and remaining awake to discuss it is a testament to Flyer’s toughness. Give him a second or two to react.

Nick: And now look at this! Wade Elliott is fighting back on High Flyer!

Richard: Doofuses, both of them.

The move Nick was referring to? Wade grabbing Flyer’s head and sending his face to matsville with a tasty facecrusher. Wade’s the first man up afterwards, ready for Flyer, and he tosses him at the rope nearest the ladder. Flyer grabs the rope, stopping his momentum and preventing Wade from catching him with an impact move on the way back.

Nick: One smart cookie in the ring, that High Flyer.

Richard: Key phrase there being "in the ring". I think he might actually just be Carrot Top in disguise.

Nick: Are you kidding me? Carrot Top has arms the size of Titan St. James; he’d never be able to hide in that cruiserweight frame!

But just because his initial plan didn’t work isn’t gonna stop Wade. He pursues Flyer, which turns out to be quite the subpar idea. Wade charges at the ropes, but Flyer puts both feet on the bottom rope and springboards himself over his attacker in 360-degree flip, which he punctuates by extending both legs backwards, kicking Wade at the ropes.

Nick: Some offense there! I guess you’d call that a springboard flipping dropkick?

Richard: I’d call it retarded, Nick. Mentally and socially.

Nick: PRIME’s got some great offensive innovators, but very few are as universally decorated in the sports entertainment world as High Flyer!

Richard: If you don’t stop creaming your pants over High Flyer, I’m going to have to start providing counterpoint and rooting for Wade. We both know that I’m not mentally prepared at this point in the match to start fully supporting any faces. I’m warming to the man, but I’m not there yet. So cut it out, huh?

Both wrestlers are just getting to their feet, Flyer winded from that creative flourish of offense and Wade nursing that dropkick straight to the kidneys. As they rise, they end up nearly nose-to-nose, a moment that will surely be on a poster somewhere before all’s said and done. But the Kodak Moment is just that, a moment. It’s immediately broken up by a hard right hand from Flyer, which Wade deftly and dexterously ducks. And to reward Flyer, Elliott shoulder blocks him to the ground, then starts stompin’ the ol’ mudhole into him.

Richard: There’s your non-smart cookie for you on the tail end of an ass-whippin’.

Nick: You’re looking at picture of what happens when high-risk maneuvers end up taking more out of the executor than the victim.

Across the way, PosterBoy has gained the advantage on The Freak, Himself, and has backed him up against the ropes. A few Flair-esque chops echo across the walls and elicit the Spanish version of "WHOOOOOOO!" from the crowd. As Bonafide continues to beat the Freak down, Steven Caldera finally elects to involve himself in the action, stepping in to ‘help’ Bonafide work the man down.

Nick: Fine time for the GCW owner to get involved.

Richard: Can you think of a description of the man that didn’t involve the word "opportunistic"?

Nick: Most descriptions I can think of involve shorter words, like the four-letter variety.

As one double team is broken up in Halo Uno, a second one quickly forms in Halo Dos. Caldera and Bonafide take turns putting the boots to The Freak, Himself, eager to get the edge. Unfortunately, any momentum they had or thought they had was about to come to a screeching halt.

16:00

A familiar drum beat kicks up over the speakers, and all eyes immediately shoot to the Halo Uno entranceway.

Richard: (Xander Crews-style) God….dammit.

Nick: NICE!

"My Hero" by the Foo Fighters officially kicks in as the crowd is going crazy. Anyone who has been around PRIME, anyone who knows a little about the company’s history, they would know what that music means.

Tony. Rolo.

"RO-LO! RO-LO! RO-LO!"

Yeah, they remember.

Tony Rolo, Inaugural PRIME Hall of Famer, two-time Global Champion and all-around Mr. PRIME by anyone’s account, steps out onto the stage. Holding a steel chair in one hand, he raises the other one to the roaring crowd.

Nick: I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS! TONY ROLO HAS RETURNED TO PRIME!

Richard: Just when I thought I was rid of him…

The stunned Monterrey crowd continues to chant Rolo’s name, and he can’t help but nod his head with the rhythm. After soaking it up and enjoying the moment for the first time in years, he starts to jog down the ramp, then breaks into a full run as he approaches. He flies into Halo Dos, chair in tow, his adrenaline pumping like crazy.

In the ring, Caldera and Bonafide were focused on The Freak, but at the sound of the Halo slamming shut, they turn to greet their new company. The niceties never take place, though, as Caldera is instantly clocked with Rolo’s chair.

Richard: Ya know, I could grow to love Rolo, I guess…

Bonafide watches Caldera go down, then looks back at Rolo and gets a mouthful of steel himself. And I’m not talking about him getting a new grill. I meant he gets hit with the chair.

Nick: Rolo’s clearing house in there!

"RO-LO! RO-LO! RO-LO!"

As PRIME’s Living Legend holds the chair up to signal the crowd, The Freak, Himself staggers out of the corner, dazed. He had intended to thank Rolo for the help, but the weird grin, the awkward appearance and a tone that Tony determined as "threatening" said otherwise. With only a second of hesitation, Rolo swings the chair again, braining The Freak and knocking him out cold.

Having no emotional attachment to The Freak, the crowd just roars louder. Tossing the chair aside, Rolo drops down and makes the cover.

Nick: Seriously?

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEE!

Richard: SERIOUSLY?

Eliminated: The Freak, Himself

Nick: Ladies and gentlemen, we have our first elimination!

Richard: That guy was barely here!

Nick: Gone just as soon as he arrived, it seems.

18:00

Metallica’s "Master Of Puppets" snaps everyone’s attention back to Halo Uno, where one half of Delta Upsilon Iota, PRIME’s new resident fraternity, steps out onto the stage. Colby Korver makes haste down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He runs into the ring…

…and smacks into the back of Dametreyus Fuqueiawytas, who had been waiting for a chance to save his boss Danny from the clutches of Tom Walczak. Dam turns around slowly and cracks his neck while staring at Colby. No one to step down, Korver puffs his chest out and waits for the reaction.

Nick: This probably isn’t the best way to get his PRIME career started.

Richard: The Halo is NEVER the best way to get a PRIME career started.

Dametreyus paws Colby’s face and shoves him away, but the fratboy gets right back up in Dam’s grill. Meanwhile, Danny slips away from Walczak as Jim Pibb holds the Polish Punisher down.

After he considers Flyer sufficiently whupped, Wade lifts him back to his feet, where the Snowman seems more than a little unwell. But there’s no time for that, as he narrowly avoids a Wade Elliott clothesline to the jugular by ducking. Flyer returns Wade’s kindness with a stiff kick to the gut, an elbow into Wade’s back as he keels over, then a textbook double-arm DDT.

Nick: These two seem to have it out for each other now. They may end up both getting eliminated by any of the more rested superstars who take advantage of this fatiguing brawl they’re in the midst of.

Richard: Well, I would hope so. Neither of these shmucks have any business near Tony Gamble’s Golden Ticket.

Nick: Excuse me?

Richard: You heard me, Nicholas. Gamble is Charlie Bucket and everybody else is merely wasting their time with inferior, non-prize-containing Wonka bars. His obsession with Oompa Loompas even fits perfectly into my analogy!

Wade pushes himself off the mat with both arms, but a jumping double knee drop to the small of his back stops his upward motion, sending him back to the mat. High Flyer hooks the leg, hoping for a pinfall.

One….

Two…

ThrNO!

Nick: Not so fast there. Wade’s a seasoned Pay-Per-View competitor, just two months ago making it within a hair of being PRIME’s 2007 Jewel in the Crown.

Richard: But no…he’s here slumming it up just to be relevant again.

After the kickout, Wade pulls himself up using the ropes. Simultaneously, Flyer uses the turnbuckle as leverage to reach his feet. Since he has the jump on Elliott, he rushes the former Intense Champion and lunges with a leaping calf kick. At the last second, however, Wade raises his head and sees the incoming traffic. He catches Flyer by his entire right side, turning the kick into his own unceremonious military press drop to the steel flooring on the outside. Flyer gets his hands out, but that’s still an entire body impacting a steel floor.

Richard: His jaw is definitely rattling around the back of his mouth right now.

Nick: Wade’s last resort there happened to be some great offense on its own!

Richard: Wade Elliott is to great offense as Hin See is to being alive.

Nick: WHAT?!

Richard: Too soon?

Wade steps through the middle rope in pursuit of High Flyer, intent on continuing this little hoedown outside the traditional boundaries of the wrestling ring. He lifts Flyer up by the collar and deposits the member of Team V.I.A.G.R.A. back on the steel flooring with a European uppercut for good measure. Wade gives a hefty kick to the ribs to emphasize his thoughts on Flyer before climbing up the first few rungs of the ladder.

Richard: Ah, the coward climbs to sweet respite!

But that ain’t the case, Dick. After his feet hit the second rung, Wade turns around, looking down on Flyer’s prone form. He basically just drops off the rung, having absolutely no aerial push. But that’s still a decent plunge for a leg drop that’s, literally, by the seat of Wade’s pants. Too bad he goes fanny-first into a large sea of steel, as Flyer just barely rolls out of the way.

Nick: I’d say ouch…but I’m not sure that would even scratch the surface.

Richard: Steel to the ass isn’t all that bad. But you’d probably be the expert there, eh Nick?

Nick: Four Dual Halos deep and you’ve grown exactly zero degrees more mature.

Having dodged a bullet, Flyer decides to sneak away for a moment, ascending that ladder, off of which Wade’s fateful move was just performed. Flyer is already lifting himself onto the upper level of the Halo structure when Wade sits up. But it looks as though Flyer won’t be long, as Wade looks up and shouts something to Flyer, whose response is to look behind him and realize that he’s now trapped, should Wade follow him.

Richard: Haha, what a n00b.

Nick: Both of these guys are virgins to the Dual Halo, but it looks as though that inexperience may have turned on Jack Harmen.

Richard: I’d be great in this match. I’ve won many a Dual Halo match on the PS3. I know that structure better than I knew my second wife.

And follow is exactly what Wade does. He semi-lumbers up the ladder, not being the most agile fellow. But it doesn’t matter how much he takes his time, since High Flyer’s got nowhere to go. It also means that Flyer is waiting in the wings to take advantage of the high ground. However, Elliott knows this as well; it’s quite the battle of wits. What actually happens is that, after reaching the penultimate rung, Wade heaves his entire body and rolls up onto the top platform. Flyer’s taken aback by this quick arrival and before he knows what to do, Wade’s power roll gives him the momentum to roll up into a standing position.

Nick: Ha! Pretty tricky stuff from wily Wade.

The two men share another glance. These two competitors looking at one another on that top upper level inspires more than a handful of flashbulbs. But the peace is broken by Flyer’s high angle stiff kick; Wade ducks, spinning Flyer 180 degrees and PRIME’s baron of brawling takes a page out of Flyer’s book, dropping his foe with a rough, stiff, German suplex that shakes the entire upper level.

Richard: Jesus! That thing’s not made of adamantium. Take it easy, you freakin’ peripatetic!

Nick: How long did you spend thumbing through the thesaurus last night?

Richard: It felt like eons. I just wanted a ton of ways to make fun of people I don’t like and knew I’d be sitting here for like two hours. Always come prepared, Nick.

Dametreyus prepares to throw the first punch at Korver, but the smaller man stuns him with some hard shots, knocking the bodyguard back with each one. Thinking quickly, Colby springs onto the apron and then leaps off, hitting Dam with a big Flying Burrito forearm that topples him like a redwood.

Danny Ferguson, seeing this as well as Jim Pibb getting chokeslammed by Tom Walczak, opts to retreat to the second level, keeping his distance from Wade and Flyer. Intervention in any scene was maybe not the best course of action at the moment.

20:00

The lights in the arena fade to an ice blue color, covering the crowd like a frozen lake in winter.

'Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice; you know that you are
Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice; you're cold as ice to me!
Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice..'

As the main beat kicks in, pyro blasts from either side of the entrance ramp as Ethan Frost appears from behind the curtain, a look of concentration on his face which breaks into a smile showing a number of large white teeth.

Yeah, hahahahaha, OHHHHH SHIT! {'You're as cold as ice'}
YEAH!! {'You're willing to sacrifice'}
Word the fuck UP! {'You're as cold as ice'}
You're ICE! {'You're willing to sacrifice'}
{*whispered*} First Family
{'You're as cold as ice', 'You're willing to sacrifice'}
{'You're as cold as ice', 'You're willing to sacrifice'}

Nick: It’s another one of our Open Invitational participants, former FUSE…excuse me, Sin City Championship Wrestling superstar ETHAN FROST!

Ethan reaches Halo Dos and steps in. Knowing full well that the best way (as an outsider) to ingratiate yourself to PRIME is to find the common enemy, he immediately clotheslines Steven Caldera, who was still getting up from the chairshot he received from Tony Rolo.

Caldera tumbles to the mat, and Frost looks up at Rolo. The two men have a brief staredown, but then Rolo gestures towards Jimmy Bonafide, also recovering from a chairshot, as if to say "I’ve got this one to play with." With a knowing nod, Ethan goes to work on Caldera.
In Halo Uno, Wade and Flyer are still feeling the effects of the suplex, while Danny Ferguson watches from afar. It’s a couple seconds before either guy can get up, partly because there are no ropes with which to pull oneself up. Wade’s up first, but a sound behind him makes him start.

Nick: The tunnels are open for the second time in this match! Let’s see if anyone takes advantage this time!

After Wade spins around, Flyer bursts up and knocks Wade down, all in one motion, with what could be called a modified spear for the cruiserweight in all of us. Nevertheless, it works to perfection, knocking Wade down and leaving Flyer on top (ladies, take note: Harmen likes it when he’s on top). He starts offering up lefts and rights, something the fans are happy to count out.

Uno!

Dos!

Tres!

Quatro!

Cinco!

Seis!

Wade finally gets off easy because Flyer knows enough to know that the doors won’t be open for much longer. He leaps off of Elliott and heads into the tunnel. But his timing isn’t right, so he ends up a sitting duck as Wade collects himself.

Nick: Uh-oh! Flyer’s nightmare could be coming true; if Wade gets stuck in there with him, that glass tunnel might tear itself apart!

Richard: That would be pleasing to me.

Elliott bull rushes Flyer, but in an act of self-preservation, High Flyer is ready with a customary leaping superkick that catches Wade directly in the chest, sending him exploding backwards. With a second to spare, Flyer flings himself backwards as the tunnel doors close again.

Nick: Jesus, look at Wade!

Look, indeed. The force of that kick nearly knocked him all the way down into the ring. Like some sort of redneck action hero, he clings to the upper level, barely pulling himself back up as Nick points out the nearly dire situation.

Richard: Definition of a close call, Wade. You should have just fallen to your doom.

22:00

The strobe lights around the Wal*Tron begin to flash blue and white as the pulsating electronic rhythm signalling the start of Godsmack’s "Time Bomb" begins to play throughout the arena. Those in attendance divert their attention from the Dual Halo for a brief moment as the song kicks in, accompanied by a burst of pyrotechnics.

I am in a living hell, makes me wonder if I'm alive,
Can't seem to bring myself to figure out why,
And I shove, and I pull away to the things that I call you every day,
I can't seem to break you down, but I know I'll come around.

From the backstage area steps "The Creep" Sebastian Ashe. The impeccably well-presented man possesses skin that is so pale it almost looks as if he is unwell, and is clad in simple ring attire consisting of a pair of black trunks, black kneepads and black boots. He fixes his cold, dead gaze firmly on the Dual Halo structure as he strides down towards the carnage.

I feel your pins,
Through my eyes,
Piercing me.

Finally he comes to the bottom of the ramp and stops, carefully pondering where he can take advantage. He steps into Halo Uno and spies Colby Korver over in the left corner. Korver makes his acquaintance by delivering a stunning right hand to Ashe. Ashe tries to get in retaliation, but Korver beats him to the punch and connects on a boot to the midsection to follow suit. Ashe gets thrown into ropes and flipped overhead in a back body drop. Ashe, feeling offended that he’s getting schooled by a brawler, shoots back up only to receive the same fate verbatim. Ashe rises like a phoenix…what? Bad enough pun? Awesome, anyway, Ashe gets up to his feet and goes to his heel roots, jabbing a thumb into the eye of Korver, backing him up. Ashe delivers a headbutt before backing Korver up and nailing him with a forearm across the jaw.

Nick: Korver was trying to get that exchange into his style of match and got poked in the eye for his troubles.

Richard: Is he related to Kyle Korver in any capacity?

Nick: I doubt it

Richard: I have him on my fantasy team, got him as a steal in a late round.

Ashe connects on another forearm to the jaw, grabs a hold of Korver’s arm, twists it around and connects with a punch to the bicep. Korver tries to fight out of the predicament, but Ashe pulls the arm forward and thrusts his shoulder into Korver’s. Ashe spins the arm around and applies a hammerlock, backing Korver into the corner. Ashe pulls the top rope over the arm and kicks Ashe in the wrist before unloading with a low blow and finishing off the set with the DDT.

Richard: Ashe has some serious potential.

Nick: Just because he can deliver a low blow?

Richard: Do you know the kind of balance that takes?

Korver is trying to quickly recover, feeling quickly on the defensive against ‘The Creep’. Ashe pulls Korver up and elbows him in the top of the head before throwing him off into the ropes. Ashe telegraphs his clothesline and Korver sees it, grabs a hold of the arm with his legs and swings his upper body over to the other arm for a crucifix takedown. Even with Ashe’s bodybuilder physique, he can’t catch himself in time for the pinfall attempt.

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Ashe manages to kick out at the last second and roll to the side. Korver waits on him to turn around, measuring the right hand that’ll kill Ashe in the face…

Nick: POLISH!

Unfortunately, Korver gets slung around and military pressed into the air by an intruding Tom Walczak. The biggest man in PRIME walks around with Ashe like he’s a rag doll before planting him back first on the canvas. Walczak shoots off the ropes and connects on a huge splash on Korver, crushing him with the 150 plus pound weight difference. Ashe looks on in the corner, slowly getting up and moving over toward Korver, putting the boots to him. Walczak doesn’t resist, instead helping the newcomer apply hard boots to the back of Korver.

Nick: We have a new and unexpected alliance here. Walczak teaming up with Ashe here and this doesn’t bode well for Korver.

Richard: Tom Walczak in general doesn’t bode well for anyone, Nick.

Nick: Definitely not.

Walczak and Ashe pick Korver up and whip him off into the buckle. The frat boy summons up all of his strength and tries to clothesline both men off of their feet. Ashe stumbles back a tad, but Walczak doesn’t even flinch. He shrugs his shoulders and bounces off the ropes before throwing one of his own clotheslines at Korver, who almost does a couple of back flips before landing face first on the canvas. Ashe runs over and drops the leg across the arm, and then allows Walczak to pick the smaller frat boy up to his feet. Walczak lifts Korver into the air and proceeds to choke the life out of him while Ashe stands there and taunts Korver, explaining in rapid detail how he’s a disgrace to the wrestling business because he’s not technically sound.

Nick: Is it really necessary to demean someone because they aren’t like you?

Richard: That’s how the wrestling business was founded Nick, technical wrestling. Kimbo Slice probably wants to fight Kyle Korver-

Nick: Colby

Richard: Dude, whatev, my point is he doesn’t need to be in a wrestling ring if he’s strictly a brawler.

24:00

LAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #
# GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR #

"LOUD AND ANGRY" by J. Nathan Raby/Leon J. Perniciaro Acoustic Guitar and Heavily-Edited Vocals Supergroup plays, Ian Nackedy appears under the Wal*Tron. Those recognizing him give a nice pop; the vast majority just kind of go "Huh?"

# WE'RE LOUD #
# AND ANGRY #
# AND REALLY REALLY LOUD #
# AND ANGRY #
# AND WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR ASS #
# BECAUSE WE'RE LOUD #
# WHAT ARE WE THIS WEEK, KIDS? #

A voice answers.

"A former roster member making a cameo appearance?"

Richard: That’s kind of a shitty gimmick.

Nick: I don’t know, it’s kinda working for Tony Rolo.

On cue, in Halo Dos, Rolo smacks Jimmy Bonafide with a chair after Ethan Frost sent him into it with an Irish whip.

Richard: Touche, salesman.

Ian immediately steps into the Halo and grabs the chair out of Rolo’s hand, surprising him and preventing what could have been the final blow to PosterBoy. Rolo turns around, not so much mad as incredulous, looking Ian in the eye.

Nick: Not a good way to re-integrate himself into the scene…

Rolo steps towards Nackedy, who doesn’t back down. Right as things between the two of them are about to explode, Steven Caldera flies into the scene, clocking Rolo from the side with a giant running kick.

As Rolo goes down, Halo Dos breaks into a huge free-for-all, completely disregarding the foiled alliances and haphazard teams that had previously gone down.

Nick: Before the action gets too fast and too furious…

Richard: Easy there, Vin…

Nick: Shut up. We're going to go down to the newest member of our broadcast team, Autumn Sullivan, down at ringside. Autumn?

Richard: Who the hell is Autumn? Don't we have enough girl reporters?

Let's let the picture tell the thousand words. Autumn is the tall blonde girl standing outside the beastly thing that is the Dual Halo, her hair piled up on the top of her head. She's wearing a smart red pantsuit, the blazer open in the front to show a little bit of the white blouse underneath and she's got a PRIME logo mic.

Autumn: Thanks, guys! I promise not to take up too much of your time. I just wanted to let everyone know that, first, I am glad to join Faith and Angelica on the interview staff, and secondly...

She bangs on the Plexiglas wall; the sound resounds dully.

Autumn: These guys are not playing around in there, kids. I'm here at ringside watching and I can just say that there's no way anyone is breaking into or out of this structure without that door opening. But guys, back to you.

Nick: Thanks, Autumn -- the monstrous Dual Halo structure is one of the heaviest structures ever developed for the sport.

Richard: I'd say her boobs come a close second.

26:00

The PA system ignites, immediately blaring out "God Save the Queen", the WAL*tron following in suit, showing the Union Jack flag grandly, with black and white grunge letters overlaying it, stating "Your Sovereign is Here!"

Nick: Well this is it Richard!

Richard: Certainly is. This is the beginning of the end, the limey invasion.

Nick: Drama queen.

Red, white and blue fireworks ignite just as Union Jack appears on the entrance platform, his ever faithful butler Jeeves following at distance behind him. Not knowing what to do, the audience boo him to which he replies with a shake of the head, deftly mouthing the words ‘Stupid Mexicans…" under his breath. He continues toward the action unabashed, slowly and calculating.

Walczak tosses Colby back into the corner and splashes him. Ashe rushes in and connects with a follow up clothesline. Walczak rushes in and hits another splash, crumbling Korver in corner. Korver seems to be about out of it when suddenly Union Jack appears in Halo Uno.

Richard: Uh-oh, the Brit and the Pole, this could get very interesting.

Union Jack stands there staring a hole at Walczak, Ashe, and finally looking over to Korver. If he sided with Korver, the odds would be even at 2 and 2 and maybe give the frat boy a chance to get himself back in the game. If he sided with the opposition, Korver stands about as great a chance as Wade Elliott does of reciting the alphabet correctly while intoxicated.

He looks at Polish and The Creep, giving a firm nod of the head before rushing to Korver and Yakuza kicking him in the head. Korver slumps down to the ground and they gang beat him, Union Jack getting some vicious stomps to the head. Union Jack calls off the assault, bringing Korver up and slugging him with a right hand. Walczak gets a couple of Vader style shots across the head, and finally Ashe hooks Korver around the waist and flips him overhead in a belly to belly suplex.

Nick: I think Korver’s time is about to run out.

Richard: That would seem about right.

Walczak does traffic control, yanking Korver up and letting him stumble about the middle of the ring. Union Jack shoots off the ropes and connects on his British Bulldog, spiking Korver’s head into the canvas and making some people in the crowd feel legitimately sorry for this frat boy who just wanted to make a good impression.

Nick: This kid is getting mauled, Richard, plain and simple. I don’t see how he lasts much longer.

It has also caught the attention of two wrestlers on the upper level, Wade Elliott and Danny Ferguson. They aren’t going to let this just play out and are on their way down to confront the new found trio.

Union Jack brings the semi-conscious Korver up and slugs him across the face, holding him in place for the 395 pound Walczak to shoot off the ropes and lay the frat boy out with a Polish Hammer clothesline.

Union Jack and Sebastian Ashe celebrate in unison, delivering high fives to one another. On cue, both are spun around and given simultaneous right hands from Elliott and Ferguson.

"RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Elliott takes Union Jack, pummeling him with the raw brute strength that got him over in PRIME all those months ago. Ferguson takes a slower approach to Ashe, throwing in some knife edge chops and playing to the newcomer’s old school mentality. Elliott throws Union Jack off the ropes and decimates him with a vicious boot that flips him inside out. Ferguson delivers a back body drop, shoots off the ropes and connects on a clothesline. Elliott rushes over and the two connect on a high low combination that takes Ashe down to the ground.

Richard: Man, why do these guys always have to ruin the fun?

Nick: They can’t sit around and let this happen.

Richard: Sure they could.

Walczak decides to get involved, charging at the pair with an attempted double clothesline. Sensing the big man approaching, both competitors duck underneath and allow Walczak’s momentum to shoot him off into the ropes. The Pole comes back and is the recipient of a double clothesline. He doesn’t go down so both wrestlers shoot off the ropes and attempt another one, failing again to take the giant off his feet. Looking at one another and giving a reassuring nod, Ferguson and Elliott shoot off again and put all their strength into it, knocking Walczak into the ropes. Walczak is stunned and his massive frame throws him forward off the ropes into the boots of Elliott and Ferguson. Each takes an arm, puts their head under, and holds the position to get a grip.

Richard: THIS WILL BREAK THE RINGS!

Elliott and Ferguson force Walczak up into the air and hold him there for the crowd to see, and also allowing for the blood to brush to Walczak’s head. Five seconds elapse before the pair drops Walczak down onto his back in a devastating vertical suplex.

"RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Nick: The frat boy gets some unexpected help!

Richard: Pricks

28:00

The repetitive hum of the guitars at the beginning of Muse's "Assassin" echo through the arena in Monterrey.

Richard: Goddammit, how many people are there? I'm going to need, like, five note pages.

Nick: You're keeping notes.

Richard: So much HATE.

The spotlight focuses down on the end of the entranceway, waiting for... whoever it is we're waiting for. Why don't we fix that?

Vince Howard: The next competitor to enter the HALO is... COOOOOOOOOZZZZEN!!!

Much better.

"War is overdue
The time has come for you
To shoot your leaders down
Join forces underground"

But there's one problem -- there's no wrestler. There's no anybody at the end of the aisle, really.

Nick: Where is this guy? Fans, as you know, PRIME gives spots to only fifteen outsiders, and for someone to waste them is... it's ridiculous.

On the outside of the ring, the new girl reporter, Autumn Sullivan, peers down the entranceway.

"Lose control
Increasing pace
Warped and bewitched
Intention erased."

Nick: The referee's giving this Cozen person only to the count of ten to get into the ring or else they forfeit this prestigious opportunity!

The outside referee IS counting while all the action is going down. Five... six... seven... Autumn backs away from the entrance, seeming as confused as everyone else is. And then she trips. Stupid, clumsy GIRL!

Nick: Autumn Sullivan just fell through that open door! And the referee just hit ten! She's locked inside, Richard!

Richard: I'll rescue her! No, wait. I'll sit here and hope she doesn't get hurt too badly that she won't remember I was there to hold her hand at the hospital.

Nick: I can’t believe this…I don’t know what we should…can we call someone? Can we get her out?

Autumn pounds on the door from the inside, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, but the officials outside pay her no mind. She tries to find the referee, but he’s moved on to other action inside the Halo.

Richard: We have no Cozen, so we’ve got an Autumn, Nick! Them’s the breaks!

Nick: This girl has no idea what she’s doing in there!

Richard: Just as long as she signed the injury waiver when she signed the contract. Besides, what’s so weird about forcing the dumb, talentless eye candy to work in the ring? That’s how other people do it…

Autumn, left without a respite or an escape, crawls to an unoccupied spot near the steel flooring and curls into a ball, hoping no one would notice.

Colby Korver and Union Jack trade blows in the corner of the ring. Korver gains the upper hand, landing a series of hard rights, pushing The Sovereign into the corner. However, his attack is short lived as double fisted slam to the back from Sebastian Ashe stops him dead. Ashe continues the assault, chopping down on Korver's back before spinning him around and crushing him with a DDT. Union Jack straightens himself out, joining Ashe in the beatdown. They lay the boots to one half of DUI, then lift him to his feet, each grabbing a shoulder, and pushing him toward the center...

...to an awaiting Tom Walczak.

Walczak, in a terribly violent display, nearly decapitates Korver with the Polish Hammer. Colby's eyes roll back as the three assailants continue to beat him down, Walczak throwing him into the corner and crushing him with his massive frame, followed by kicks and punches from Ashe and Union Jack.

A roar from the crowd cues the oncoming duo of Wade Elliott and Danny Ferguson, charging Korver's trio of attackers. Danny grabs hold of Walczak's monstrous arm, wrenching it, causing the big man to spin around. He throws a vicious knee inot his gut, doubling the Punisher over, then after a quick "thank you" to some strength-via-unnatural-means, clobbers him with a rugged clothesline, sending Walczak to the mat.

Meanwhile, The Bad Dog grabs the duo of Sebastian Ashe and Union Jack by the scruff of their necks and spins them away. A heavy right hand to the side of Ashe's head and an equally heavy left to Union Jack's catches the two off guard. Elliott throws a quick boot to Jack's stomach, then quickly offers the same to Ashe, doubling the two over. The Blue Collar Brawler, wraps his strong arms around their heads and falls back, plowing their skulls into the canvas with a double DDT.

Wade and Ferg proceed to brawl, Ferg wailing away at the fallen Walczak with heavy hands while Wade puts his boots to use on Ashe and Union Jack. Once the air returns to his lungs and the stars remove themselves from his eyes, Korver pushes himself up, joining his rescuers in the beatdown.

30:00

"Stronger" by Kanye West.

Th-th-that that don't kill me
Can only make me stronger

The beat then drops hard as the Wal*Tron lights up and the lights dim. From the back comes Dusk, wearing his patented trench coat, and with eyes that could kill at this point in time. At the mere sight of him, the fans go crazy!

Nick: Here comes our new Intense Champion!

Richard: Let’s see how Intense he is – no match is more intense than the Dual Halo!

The Mexican crowd goes nuts as the Lost Soul beings pandering to the fans on all sides of the arena, pumping his fist as he jogs down the aisle towards Halo Uno!

Nick: Here we go, folks! It’s Richard’s favorite part of the evening, when the tunnel opens and the Halos swap wrestlers like he swaps spit with those trans-gender Asian prostitutes.

Richard: Whoa! What? Where the hell did you…you’ve been talking to Rayne again, haven’t you?

Nick: He may have given me that line, yes. Doesn’t make it less funny.

Richard: Well…damn. I’ll get you for that, Nick.

Nick: I’m sure you will.

A big dramatic intake of breath from the entirety of the crowd as the doors all open and…nothing really happens. No! Wait! There’s a blur rushing through the tunnel. A crazed madman racing from Halo Uno to Halo Dos. He’s sprinting through the tunnel, shoving competitors out of the way as he enters the second level of Halo Dos.

Richard: It’s…who is that again?

Nick: That’s…that’s High Flyer!

Richard: Oh. Right. Gee, wonder what he’s gonna do…

That’s right, kids! Your favorite rapper kidnapping maniac has entered Halo Dos! And he still hasn’t stopped running. He’s literally diving straight into the action!

Nick: Corkscrew plancha from the second level! High Flyer just took out a dozen of the competitors here tonight.

Richard: Twelve men lying unconscious on their backs! It’s what Nick likes to call a Friday night. BOOM, baby! The Richmeister is back in the game!

Bodies are scattered everywhere, including such mentionable names as Jimmy Bonafide, Tony Rolo and Ethan Frost. The PosterBoy, in an unfortunate turn of circumstances, seems to have qualified as High Flyer’s main cushion, leaving him in the dubious position of shoulders down to the mat with the Flyer laying across him. Someone roll us a ref in here…

ONE!!

TWO!!!

Bonafide shoots an arm up to break the count. High Flyer kind of rolls off of him, like Devin Shakur might roll off some fat goth chick after a 30 Seconds to Mars concert and a bottle of vodka.

Meanwhile, in Halo Uno, the mayhem continues.

Union Jack doesn't know PRIME as well as he might like to think. He's just got here, he's in the Dual Halo, he's feeling pretty good. He's on his feet, which is more than some people can say for themselves. Hell, he's fresh, and in this match, he's got a chance of winning it all. He's got a chance at making an instant mark.

Thing is, he hasn't been here long. We've already said this, but it bears repeating. He needs to learn some things. Thankfully, he's about to get introduced to PRIME rule numero uno: OHMYGODLOOKOUTHE'SRIGHTBEHINDYOU!

And as Union Jack turns, he gets met full-on with a Lights Out superkick from Dusk that has the crowd roaring!

Nick: And look at Union Jack hit the mat! Dusk goes for the pin--

Richard: --and Jacky throws an elbow up into his face! There's some old British ingenuity!

Nick: Is that a thing?

Richard: What?

Nick: British ingenuity.

Richard: Sure it is! And look at this British German suplexosity!

Nick: Now just shut up.

Union Jack has, indeed, hit Dusk with a German suplex and is in the process of bringing him up for a second. Once both men are back on their feet, though, Dusk begins to assert himself by trying to pull out of Jack's grip. The British grappler is having none of it, holding on tight, and so Dusk throws an elbow straight for Jack's temple that sends him down to a knee. Dusk rips Jack's arms from around his waist and turns, shooting a knee straight up into his jaw!

Richard: Jack on his back, but he won't stay there for long!

Nick: You just had to do that, didn't you?

Union Jack struggles to get to his feet, but Dusk gets there first, grabbing him by the back of the neck and trying to haul him up. Once Jack gets a foot under him, he throws an elbow into Dusk's ribs, taking him off balance enough for Jack to rise and topple him over with a lariat. Dusk hits the mat hard and Jack wastes no time in grabbing him and yanking him back up. He whips Dusk, but holds onto his wrist short-arm style and reels him back in, only for Dusk to swing his legs up and float over his back, feet touching the mat for a second before he drills Union Jack with a DDT!

Nick: Miavia Hurri—

Richard: NONONONONO!

Nick: What!?

Richard: Copyrights!

Nick: You are the worst human being ever.

Richard: The worst human being ever who just saved your j—hey, shut up.

Dusk comes up onto his knees, pushing Jack's face into the canvas and punching the back of his head furiously. He exhales sharply and rises, pulling Jack up slowly along with him. Again, Jack attempts to assert himself by throwing an elbow, but Dusk responds this time by kneeing Jack straight in the ribs, silencing any further reprisal. Gripping the back of Jack's neck, Dusk pulls the British wrestler up to full height, only to drop onto a knee and bring Jack's ribs straight down on top!

Nick: That's taking the wind right out of him!

Richard: This is a travesty! Did no one else see Dusk get a crotch-shot on Union Jack? Where's a ref to disqualify this man?

Nick: No, Richard, nobody saw that because it didn't happen, and besides, this match is anything goes!

Richard: Oh yeah!? ASS ASS ASS ASS TITTIES TITTIES ASS TITTIES!

Nick: Nobody cares about any of those words.

Richard: Fuck you! I mean... shit.

Jack's hands are finding the mat and trying to get a hold on something, but Dusk isn't having any of it, pushing Jack down and compressing those ribs over his outstretched knee. Jack cries out and his fingers curl. Finally Dusk relents, pulling Jack up to his feet again and rising himself. He swiftly boots Jack in the gut and snares him in a front facelock, hauling him vertical. He hangs for a split-second, a second, two, and then just drops Union Jack with a murderous brainbuster!

Nick: Is that it!? Is Union Jack done!?

Richard: Of course he's not!

32:00

"Song 2" by Blur.

The Wal*Tron comes to life with the theme, accompanied by pyrotechnics, orange and aqua lighting, and the video package of "The Flyin’ Hawaiian" Bryan Dawkins as the chaos inside the Dual Halo match resumes. Dawkins strolls out of the back to an ovation from some of the crowd, to which he replies with the Hawaiian "hang loose" hand gesture, before jogging down towards the monstrosity that is the centerpiece of PRIME’s main event.

Dawkins peers at the structure and braces himself for his entrance into what could quite possibly be the biggest match thus far in his career.

Having watched part of the match from the back, Bryan knew about the plight of Autumn Sullivan, and immediately upon entering the Halo he made a beeline for her, promising to get her out. He grabs her by the hand and pulls her up to her feet. With teary eyes, Autumn looks at "The Flyin’ Hawaiian", who assure her that he’s there to help. He turns toward the door and signals for the referees to keep it open long enough to get the girl out.

Nick: Finally we’ve got a Good Samaritan. Sad that it’s one of our Open Invitational guys and not an actual roster-

As Bryan walks toward the door, though, he’s suddenly yanked back into a katahajime choke, catching him off guard and immediately pulling him down to a seated position.

Nick: -What the hell?

Richard: YES! I knew I liked that chick!

AUTUMN SULLIVAN drags Dawkins down to the ground with the Tazmission-style choke. The few crowd members who managed to see the ruse are beside themselves as the new PRIME interviewer shows her true colors.

Nick: I don’t understand…Is she..?

Richard: Making the most of her situation? It sure as hell looks like it!

Tony Rolo uses High Flyer’s prone body to push himself up to his feet, attempting to shake away the cobwebs of having our Friendly Neighborhood Lunatic leaping down onto his head. Rolo loses his balance and stumbles backward, but manages to fall into the ropes for support. He steadies himself and manages to maintain a vertical, but just as he’s about to take his first fledgling steps back into the fray, Ethan Frost leaps up from his own prone position and clips Rolo with a chop block to the back of the knee, effectively taking the Hall of Famer’s legs out from under him once again.

Frost, still not completely coherent after the suicide attack from Flyer, crawls across Rolo’s body to position himself for an Indian Deathlock. Frost gets the leg wrapped up nice and good, using the ropes to pull himself up before he drops right back down, doing somethin’ terrible on the knee of Rolo. Frost keeps the Deathlock cinched, bridging up and reaching his hands back to grab up under Rolo’s chin and pull back, turning the submission into something right nasty.

Richard: Damn, Nick. I don’t even think you’d like to be in Rolo’s position right now.

Nick: Why would I ever want to be in Rolo’s position?

Richard: Oh, I just assumed you liked all of Rolo’s positions.

Nick: I hope to Christ you get colon cancer.

While Frost is wrenching away at Rolo, The PosterBoy has managed to pull himself from the wreckage, albeit at the same time as High Flyer. Bonafide gives High Flyer a shove in response to that dazzling aerial move from earlier. High Flyer rears back and unleashes with a hell of a haymaker, but pauses just an inch before he connects with Bonafide’s face, and instead flicks the PosterBoy in the nose with the tip of his middle finger. Bonafide instinctively grabs at his nose, spinning away from the pain. Which leaves his back to High Flyer. Flyer locks him up and…

Nick: Dragon Suplex!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THRE--

Nick: The PosterBoy kicks out.

Both men quickly jump to their feet. It takes High Flyer an extra second to turn around, which is all the time Bonafide needs to ready himself. Kick to the gut and this time Flyer’s the one hooked up.

Nick: Double Underhook Facebuster from Bonafide! Flyer is down!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

Flyer rolls the shoulder. PosterBoy drags him up, takes an elbow to the midsection and finds himself locked in a double underhook of Flyer’s. Bonafide struggles out and attempts the short clothesline. Flyer ducks under and drops Bonafide with the falling neckbreaker. Two stomps to the downed rookie, but Bonafide catches the third and whips Flyer over with a Dragon Screw. Both men hop up. Bonafide goes for the super kick, but High Flyer ducks under. With a little more distance between them, Flyer gets enough of a running start to attempt his Yakuza Kick, but Bonafide rolls right under that, too. Both men turn to face and begin trading punches. Bonafide gets the advantage, placing a few powerful elbows to the side of Flyer’s head before dropping him with a quick DDT. Bonafide races over to the ropes, climbing up to the top turnbuckle, but Flyer is a more determined competitor than the PosterBoy gave him credit for. Flyer stumbles to his feet and lunges at the ropes, shaking them enough to knock Bonafide off balance and drop him crotch first across the top turnbuckle.

Nick: Ow.

Richard: Word.

Bonafide sits on the top turnbuckle for a handful of seconds, face contorted in pain and hands massaging his injured testes. High Flyer takes this time to regain his composure. Well, whatever passes for composure as it concerns Flyer, anyway. High Flyer runs for the corner, looking for the hurricanranna on Bonafide. Wait! No! Flyer quickly scrambles up Bonafide’s body, using the PosterBoy’s shoulders as an extra springboard to moonsault right down on Frost and Rolo!

The crowd goes nuts! They’re chanting something in Spanish!

Richard: What the hell are these people saying?

Nick: The Spanish equivalent of "Holy Shit!"

Richard: Well why didn’t we just write that in?

Nick: Because Shane doesn’t know how to say "Holy Shit!" in Spanish.

Richard: Oh. Weak sauce, man. Weak sauce.

High Flyer has, probably with much appreciation from Tony Rolo, finally broken up that submission from Frost. He’s also splattered himself down on both of them, which is probably something that Rolo appreciates a little less. However, all three men are laid out on the mat, prime (gigglegiggle) pickings for Bonafide, still up there on the top rope. The PosterBoy musters what’s left of his manhood to stand on the top turnbuckle, smiling down at the poor luck of the trio before he leaps off and comes slamming down across all three with the biggest five-star frog splash in the history of sports entertainment!

Nick: Ghetto Air! Sucka come get some!

Richard: Okay, seriously. From now on you’re not allowed to write your own lines.

34:00

The opening digital riffs of "Unbreakable" by Fireflight turns many a curious eye to the individual stepping out to meet them. He strides confidently forward, his body moving with purpose. Each corded muscle moves with a certain grace, an image in contrast with the many scars that adorn the man’s skin. His body is clearly that of a warrior, and with the shin plates covering the front of his dark blue tights, he looks ready for the oncoming conflict.

The mask he wears appears in contrast with the canvas of violence that covers his body. Hair, black as raven’s feathers, emerge from the top of the dark blue mask which engulfs the rest of his head. A slight bit of skin creeping out near his neckline reveals more horrible scarring than that peppering the man’s body. No eye holes are visible, almost giving the impression that he is being led by the emblem of the golden crucifix etched into the material across his face.

An image of sacrifice. A body born of violence. This is Crucifix.

Inside Halo Uno, Tom Walczak and Sebastian Ashe are still teaming up to put a hurting on Wade Elliott and Danny Ferguson. With Danny’s bodyguards temporarily dispatched, the Giant Heel Duo (appearing this weekend at the Starlight Lounge) choke the faces against the Plexiglas wall of the Halo, sticking boots right in the throat area.

Nick: The tables have turned hard on Ferguson and Elliott.

Richard: That’s what they get for trying to be heroes.

Nick: Nice lessons you’re teaching the youth of America.

Richard: Hey, they gotta learn early – good deeds never pay off.

Indeed, it would seem like they wouldn’t, but a shadow suddenly falls over Ashe and Walczak. They pause from their routine of being dickweeds and turn towards the ring, only to see Colby Korver standing atop the closest ringpost.

Korver leaps off and twists in the air, crashing down on the two men with a corkscrew plancha! All three crash to the ground alongside Ferg and Wade, leaving a heap of bodies right next to the door.

Nick: There you go, Rich! Korver just repaid the favor!

Richard: How painfully Haley Joel Osment of him.

Next to the pile of flesh that has formed at the threshold, Crucifix surveys the scene before him. Over half of Halo Uno is now laid out. Just a few steps away in the ring, Dusk slams some knees into Union Jack’s midsection, having backed the Brit into a corner.

Crucifix climbs onto the apron and looks at Dusk. The gaze is quickly returned. Dusk didn’t know who the man was, but he knew instantly that he was a threat to the Lost Soul’s quest to win the Golden Ticket.

Crucifix wasn’t quite as defined in his opinion of Dusk, but the battlescars that zig-zagged across his body made it very clear: he didn’t back down from fights.

The two men step towards each other and lock up as the countdown reaches zero.

36:00

"El Mariachi" by Los Lobos cues everyone to the arrival of El Hombre Mexicano Estupendo. The crowd stands up to clap and cheer for the hometown hero, one of the true legends of the sport. Think of it as Hulk Hogan making an appearance, coupled with the emotional baggage and the slightly blunted enthusiasm since he kind of does this every other year or so.

Don’t tell that to El Hombre, though. As he saunters down to the ring, he waves to pretty much everyone, pandering as best he can to get the crowd reaction. Upon approaching the entrance to Halo Dos, he pumps himself up a little, waves one last time to the fans, and steps inside…

…and promptly gets smacked in the mouth by Jimmy Bonafide.

Nick: El Hombre might be the most respected luchadore in Mexico, but respect ends at the door. Literally.

El Hombre stumbles around a little, wavering away from Bonafide…and into a right hand from Ethan Frost.

He stumbles again, staggering around outside until he receives a shot from Steven Caldera.

Still on his feet, he staggers back, and this time gets blasted by Ian Nackedy.

He tumbles like he’s going to go down, but managest to keep his feet, shaking slightly as he pitches forward towards High Flyer.

Flyer winds up for a big punch…then stops and grabs El Hombre by the mask and shoulder, rolling him into the ring. The crowd boos a little at the cocktease, but Flyer only shrugs at them.

In the ring, El Hombre stands up, dusts the cobwebs off, straightens himself out…and then gets lambasted by a chairshot from Tony Rolo. He falls, spread-eagle, in the center of the ring. The free-for-all brawl that had previously existed in Halo Dos before that interruption now returns to its regularly-scheduled programming.

CCCCCCRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!

Nick: What the hell was that?

Richard: Psymon?

The announce team scans through the chaos of the Dual Halo to find the source of the disturbance. It is utter anarchy. Men fighting men. Women fighting women. Men and women fighting each other. Cats and dogs living together. (Little Bill Murray there for the kids at home).

Richard: Um…there.

Nick: Where?

Richard: Walczak. Looks like he’s killing one of the new guys. Which would be so friggin’ sweet.

Nick: Your sympathy knows no bounds.

Indeed, it does appear as though Tom Walczak is about to snap one Colby Korver in two. It would seem that Colby has just been the recent victim of a very devastating backbreaker from the PRIME’s resident powerhouse. The Polish Punisher currently has Korver bent over his giant, anti-American knee, his meaty hands pressing down on Korver’s chin and knees to apply pressure across the back.

Nick: Looks like he’s trying to snap Colby Korver in half!

Richard: I can only hope.

Seemingly bored with the current infliction of punishment, Walczak pushes Korver to the mat, where a few stomps of his big friggin’ boot keep Korver in pain. Walczak yanks Korver to the feet by his hair, after all, there are no rules. And Walczak is one right mean son of a bitch. A giant knee to the midsection doubles Korver over. The Polish Punisher takes his time about positioning Korver just right before lifting him high in the air.

Nick: Walczak’s going for the Polish Powerbomb!

Richard: Well, it was nice knowing this kid. Hope he gets plenty of flowers in the hospital.

38:00

"Master of Puppets" cues up again.

Just before Walczak can eliminate his victim for good, however, the door to Halo Uno opens up and a large blurs flashes through the ring, barreling over every person on its way toward Walczak.

Nick: It’s Hank Cobb! He’s the next entrant into the Dual Halo!

Hank Cobb, the other half of Delta Upsilon Iota, has managed to clear the path between he and Walczak. Unfortunately for the Punisher, he’s not in much of a position to see anything more than Korver’s package, so he really never sees it coming when Cobb sprints full out in his direction and damn near snaps Walczak in half with a spear.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Completely ignoring the fact that his own tag partner just fell on his head, Hank Cobb blasts away at Walczak with a frenzy of mounted punches. The unseen attack has Walczak on the defensive, which is not exactly a position he’s used to being in. His attempts to block the barrage of punches from Cobb are slow to take form, but they do eventually take form. Walczak manages to break through Cobb’s attack and shove the man away, giving himself a little time to recover. But a little time is not enough, and Cobb is almost immediately back on the attack with a series of knees to the side of the head. Once again Walczak pushes Cobb away, this time managing to make it back up to a vertical base. The two men stare, now both on their feet, stare right into each other’s eyes.

Richard: Whoa.

Nick: Yeah. It’s not often we see someone who can look Walczak in the eye.

Richard: He must be taking growth hormones. I hear they do that in fraternities now.

Nick: Oh really. And where did you hear that from, exactly?

Richard: Walczak told me.

Nick: And you believed him?

Richard: As the alternative is calling him a liar…yes. You want to be the guy who calls Walczak a liar to his face?

Nick: You make an excellent point.

Richard: I usually do.

Walczak and Cobb begin trading big ol’ punches back and forth. The newcomer manages to stand his ground and the Punisher, but Walczak’s mean streak and unexpected headbutt bring that to a quick stop. Fortunately for Cobb, Colby Korver’s dropkick to the back of Walczak’s knee unexpectedly drops the big man halfway down. Korver slides in behind Walczak, hooking the Punisher up in a standing Dragon Sleeper. Cobb takes Walczak from the front, lifting him with the help of his partner, and Delta Upsilon Iota smash Walczak into the mat with a powerbomb/reverse DDT combo.

Richard: Daaaamn, boi!

Nick: Hell of a move there from the team of Cobb and Korver. Looks like Walczak might be down for the count.

The brothers hop back to their feet, a quick tap of the knuckles to show solidarity before they turn their attention to the rest of Halo Uno. Before they can pick a victim, however, Danny Ferguson literally falls into their hands courtesy of a super kick from Dusk. With a shrug of his shoulders, Cobb lifts Ferguson straight up in the military press, winks at Dusk, and then flattens Ferg into the mat with a Samoan Drop.

Nick: Deacon Drop! These boys have just laid out two of PRIME’s top competitors in nearly as many seconds.

Dusk leaps right at both of them, fists a flyin’. However, even the might of Dusk can’t match up to the double team of Delta Upsilon Iota. A clubbing blow to the back staggers Dusk, leaving him open for the double DDT. Korver takes a running start off the nearest rope, putting a little momentum in his step as he rushes right at his partner. Cobb catches Korver and lifts him in what would usually be a pancake to any other opponent, but as this is his buddy, and Dusk is in the way, it turns into a big ol’ splash from Korver instead.

Nick: Make that three.

Delta Upsilon Iota give each other a big high five after this series, now turning their attention to the current brawl between Sebastian Ashe and Crucifix. The two fraternity boys take Ashe completely by surprise, scooping him up from behind and dropping him right back down with the double back body drop. Crucifix, knowing a good opportunity when he sees one, springboards off the near rope to splatter Ashe with a Shooting Star Press, and gets him some serious love from the crowd.

Nick: Fallen Angel from Crucifix! Looks like the Upsilon boys might be getting some help here.

Or not so much. Soon as Crucifix is back on his feet, Cobb ties him up from behind for the German Suplex. A running Yakuza kick from Korver adds injury to injury and a little extra momentum for the impact his neck receives at the nasty end of that suplex.

Nick: Delta Upsilon Iota making quick work of half the roster here!

Richard: Yeah, guess it proves there’s a real bond between two dudes who can bare ass and smack each other with paddles.

Nick: That’s what your boyfriend told me.

Richard: I…damn. That’s supposed to be my line.

The Upsilon boys recover just in time to each take a big ol’ clothesline from the ‘Bama Bruiser, Wade Elliott. Wade emphasizes his point with a few stomps to Cobb before snatching up Korver in the vertical suplex. He turns his attention to Cobb, never seeing Union Jack coming flying in from the side with leaping elbow. The move only staggers Wade, who turns to face Jack and receives a headbutt straight to the chest. The Sovereign, however, has no time to capitalize before he takes a vicious clothesline from Cobb. Wade, still stunned from the unexpected offense, finds himself in quite the predicament as both members of Delta Upsilon Iota snatch him up, and with a concentrated effort, actually throw him over with a double t-bone suplex.

Nick: Holy mother of Joseph! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Wade Elliott taken off his feet like that.

Richard: You apparently didn’t see him at happy hour at the local Applebee’s last night.

Union Jack gets dragged to his feet and takes a double chokeslam from the tag team. On top of Wade. Cobb and Korver both drop tandem elbows, one into each of Jack’s kidneys. Union Jack rolls off of Wade, leaving the Bad Dog open to take a tandem leg drop, to the head and abdomen. The men hop up then go right back down with a tandem knee drop to either side of Elliott, immediately followed by a double falling headbutt to either shoulder. Delta Upsilon Iota jump back to their feet, arms raised high to pull the pop from the crowd before looking for their next victim.

40:00

Nick: Ladies and gentlemen, the tunnels are now open for the FOURTH time! And next up we have…

A little microphone feedback proceeds the simple and infectious guitar riff of Quarashi’s "Stick ‘Em Up" as the fans rise to their feet, momentarily forgetting the action to search the stage for PRIME’s favorite 5-Star Champion. With lights dimmed and strobes a flashin’, the Dual Halo truly appears as the monstrosity of a structure that it is. Tyler Rayne, however, does not appear on stage.

Richard: Maybe he chickened out.

Nick: I seriously doubt that, Rich.

The section of the crowd explodes with cheers, spotlights zooming over the heads of thousands to highlight the source of the commotion. There he is, folks. Tyler Rayne, arms spread wide to absorb the adulation, standing amidst a swarming mass of well-wishers. With that patented smile disarming everyone in the near vicinity, the Underground Pimp makes a simple but effective movement. He points straight down at the ring in which he’ll be entering, causing what fans have bothered to pay him mind to turn themselves back to the match, cheers and applause and all manner of gayety escorting him as he pushes himself from the upper decks down through the stands.

Another ripple of approval from the fans. Tyler Rayne now stands in the front row, passing off a handful of cash to the beer vendor as about a dozen or so different fans begin handing plastic cups to each other.

Richard: Is this jackass ever going to get to the damn ring?

Nick: Technically, I do suppose he has two minutes to get in there.

Richard: Yeah, well, technically it’s legal to screw girls of eighteen years or older, but you don’t see me going around and banging every high school senior in sight, now do you?

Nick: Well, no. But I always assumed that’s because you were old and ugly and had little wrinkly balls.

Richard: You son of a…

Everyone raises their beers to the air with a hearty chant of "Go Rayne!" before a quick crash of plastic and an even quicker downing of alcohol. The 5-Star Champion, to no great surprise, is the first done with his beverage and offers a wave of his hand to the impromptu drinking crew before hopping over the barricade.

Richard: What in the world is this degenerate doing now? Hey, dumbass! Get in the ring!

Tyler Rayne ignores the comment, instead busying himself with coaxing most of the ringside crew to leave their seats. Vince Howard is more than happy to hand his chair over to Rayne it seems, as are a few of the no-named employees next to him. The time keeper takes a little more encouragement, mostly in the form of Andrew Johnson before relinquishing his chair. As he takes each chair, Rayne folds it down and tosses it in the general direction of the Halo entrance. Lastly he snatches the little hammer for ringing the bell and hides it safely behind his ear before.

Richard: What the hell? He can’t use those? …Can he?

Nick: Well, um…

We see both announcers flipping through stacks of papers at the announce table.

Nick: It doesn’t say he can’t.

Richard: But…that’s cheating.

Nick: There are no rules, Richard. No disqualifications. So, I guess, technically there’s no rule against it.

Richard: I guess, technically, I’m really beginning to hate this guy.

Nick: Except for when he has strippers on TV.

Richard: Obviously, Nick. Obviously.

The referees open up the Halo for Rayne, who proceeds to toss a half dozen steel chairs through the entrance, much to the delight of many fans, before giving a final wave to the crowd and entering the structure himself.

Richard: And here comes Tyler Rayne! About time!

Nick: And Rayne looks ready and rearin' to go!

Rayne wastes no time as he just starts hammering away, fist after fist to the face of El Hombre Mexicano Estupendo! El Hombre doesn't know what to do as Tyler grabs Hombre's arm and whips him into the ropes before knocking him flat on his back with a flying clothesline! As Rayne gets back up to his feet though, he's met with a forearm to the face from Open Invitational Entrant The Flyin' Hawaiian Bryan Dawkins! Rayne's entire head snaps back for a moment before he responds with a shot of his own that sends spit flying out of Dawkins mouth! Rayne then kicks him firmly in the midsection before locking Dawkins and nailing him with the Deathscythe!

RAYNE! RAYNE! RAYNE! RAYNE! RAYNE!

With Rayne tearing up Halo Dos, Elliott has gotten his hands on Ethan Frost who switched over to Halo Uno during Tyler's stroll to the Halo. Elliott just starts wailing away, shot after shot landing square on Frost's jaw before pushing him into the ropes and starts slamming his forearm into his throat before slinging him into the ropes and connecting with a back body drop! Frost is quick to his feet though and starts to get back on the offensive as he runs full speed at Elliott and takes him down with a flying tackle! Both men are quick to their feet though as Elliott floors him with a European Uppercut!

Richard: And look at Elliott taking care of Frost who must not be happy with the results thus far.

Nick: Would you be happy with Wade Elliott laying into you with the biggest shots this side of the Mexico border?

Richard: Can't say I would really, Nick.

Nick: Didn't think so!

After the force from the uppercut, Frost bounces off the ropes and goes for a fist to his jaw, but Elliott ducks him before picking him up into a fireman's carry! The fans in Monterrey, Mexico immediately go crazy as Elliott holds him up there for the whole world to see! He then spins him 90 degrees before nailing him with an Oklahoma Slam!

ELL-IOT! ELL-IOT! ELL-IOT! ELL-IOT! ELL-IOT!

Nick: THE REBEL YELL! THE REBEL YELL! Frost is DONE!

Richard: And the referee is sliding into position to begin counting!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Ethan Frost

Richard: And Frost is out of here, and he has the dubious title of being the second person eliminated in this Dual Halo, after The Freak, Himself at the hands of returning legend, Tony Rolo!

Nick: You have to know that Ethan Frost wanted to come out here and have a better showing.

Richard: Not tonight though, not tonight.

Danny Ferguson, having made the swap along with Frost, steps down into the first level of Halo Dos. He eyes the competition around him before he’s attacked from behind by Ian Nackedy! Nackedy connects with forearm after forearm before pushing Ferguson into the ropes and whipping him across the ring! Nackedy goes for a clothesline, but Ferguson’s able to duck it. He bounces off the ropes again and connects with a lariat that turns Nackedy inside out! Danny quickly turns around and blasts the person closest to him, which would be "The Posterboy" himself! Bonafide goes down in a heap, but fights right back up to his feet before connecting with a flurry of punches against Ferguson! Nackedy slowly gets back up to his feet and helps Bonafide as the two just start hammering Ferguson with everything they’ve got. That is, until Danny’s bodyguards, who took their sweet time lumbering down the ladder, get involved and they toss them out of the ring!

Nick: Okay, this is slightly unfair!

Richard: Is it?

Nick: Yes, it is!

Richard: I personally love it.

Nick: I’m sure you do!

Richard: Oh, come on Nick, have some fun! This is the Halo! Anything goes!

Nick: I give it thirty seconds before you’re screaming that a person should be disqualified.

Richard: It’s very possible.

42:00

The clock finishes ticking down as from the back steps out… another Open Invitational Competitor, Darkfalls!

Violence Fetish by Disturbed kicks off as the arena goes black. A spotlight is shined desperately searching for the arrival of Darkfalls as the heads of all the fans go from left to right, up and down searching everywhere with the spotlight. Darkfalls steps out from the back admist a cloud of smoke and makes his way to the ring.

Richard: Okay, whoever came up with this idea of allowing just about anyone to compete is a frickin’ idiot! Darkfalls? Seriously? Come on!

Nick: The man from Staten Island, New York should fit in just perfectly with this kind of match as he is a man who loves to fly off the top rope.

Richard: Oh joy, like we need another one of those. Look, we’ve got a guy named High Flyer, how unoriginal is THAT?!

Nick: Oh, you’re just a bundle of joy, Richard!

Darkfalls runs into Halo Uno and immediately runs into the beast known as Tom Walczak! Walczak starts hammering away at Darkfalls before connecting with a sidewalk slam! Darkfalls looks to be in a world of pain already after running smack into a brick wall! Falls though fights back to his feet as he starts kicking away the midsection of Walczak, slowing the big man down a little bit. He then pushes Walczak into the ropes before grabbing his wrist and goes to whip him into the ropes. However, Tom reverses it and sends Darkfalls into the ropes before connecting with a big boot to the face! Darkfalls falls hard to the ground while Walczak turns his attention elsewhere.

In the other Halo, Tony Rolo and Steven Caldera are locked in the middle of the ring! Rolo is able to put Caldera into a side headlock before he starts wailing away with fist after fist to the crown of Caldera’s head! Caldera, not a fan of this at all, pushes Rolo off of him and into the ropes, but Rolo connects with shoulderblock on Caldera who falls flat on his back. Rolo starts pulling Caldera up off the mat and kicks him in the midsection before nailing a suplex on the owner of GCW to cheers from the crowd!

"Autumn Sullivan" turns her sights on the Five Star Champion and starts blasting away with fist after fist to the beautiful face of Tyler Rayne. However, Rayne doesn’t just sit back and take this as he nails "Autumn" with a knee to the midsection!

Nick: Richard, I don’t think Autumn is…well, Autumn.

Richard: Huh?

Nick: I don’t know who she is or what’s going on…but I think THAT’S Cozen!

Richard: Wait, seriously?

Nick: It’s pretty obvious that "Autumn" is not feeble and has every intention to win this match…that’s not the work of the typical girls we hire as PRIME interviewers.

Richard: You’re saying Faith couldn’t handle this match? I hear she takes a good licking, if you know what I mean.

Nick: Geez, how long have you been sitting on that one?

Richard: For a while. Also, that’s what she said.

Rayne goes to put Cozen into a headlock, but the mysterious woman grabs Rayne’s wrist and immediately puts Rayne into a cross-arm breaker before nailing several kicks to the face of Rayne who goes down in a heap! As Cozen just glares at Rayne and then turns around, she’s turned inside out by a clothesline from the opportunistic Danny Ferguson who then drops down for the cover on Cozen!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Richard: I guess Danny abandoned that "no hitting girls" thing altogether.

Nick: Are we entirely convinced that Cozen’s a girl?

Richard: Fair enough. Although I did ogle her boobs earlier…I think I’m due for a Crying Game shower later.

Nick: You’re always due for a shower. At any rate, Cozen’s lucky to kick out there as Ferguson has been known to eliminate people at an alarming rate.

Richard: That’s because Danny’s one of the best around at taking advantage of the situation, just like we saw there! Ferguson saw Cozen not paying attention, celebrating his/her small victory over Tyler Rayne, and Ferguson decided to become a hyena in the wild!

Nick: Okay, no more Discovery Channel for you.

Richard: Damnit.

Nick: And now, over in Halo Uno we’re seeing Union Jack start to get back to his feet and is going at it with Wade Elliott!

Richard: I’m starting to become a fan of this guy!

Nick: Yeah?

Richard: Gutsy kid. Lord knows I wouldn’t go after Elliott after nearly getting my head kicked off my shoulders by Dusk.

Nick: Maybe Dusk knocked something loose.

Union Jack though starts to show his ability in the ring as he starts kicking Elliott in the midsection before pushing him into the ropes and whipping him across the ring! Jack then bounces off the opposite set of ropes and nails Elliott with a Running Bulldog!

Richard: British Bulldog from Union Jack and that was just rather impressive!

Nick: Jack is going to have to keep that up, using his craftiness and nailing impact moves to keep moving up the ladder in this match. Otherwise, someone like Wade Elliott is going to take his head off his neck and eat it for breakfast.

Richard: That’s not Elliott’s breakfast, that’s his dinner!

Nick: And I stand corrected.

Jack gets back up to his feet and immediately starts to tangle it up with Crucifix. Crucifix though is thirsty for a fight and nails a stiff and stern kick to the sternum of Union Jack. Jack stumbles slightly as he clutches his chest before Crucifix nails him with a roundhouse kick that drops him back to the mat. Crucifix begins to move towards Jack again, but he’s nailed with a reverse DDT from behind by Sebastian Ashe! Ashe then moves over and goes for a cover on Union Jack!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH—NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Richard: And Sebastian Ashe trying to get an easy victory there, put an elimination by his name, and that would’ve been Union Jack, one of the newest signee’s to PRIME!

Nick: Would’ve made an impact, that’s for sure, Richard.

Back in Halo Dos, Rayne’s gotten back up to his feet and his locked up with Ferguson! The two superstars are jockeying for position with Ferguson’s strength winning out as he pushes Rayne into the corner and cocks his arm before slapping the shit out of Rayne’s chest! The 5-Star Champion grimaces in pain as it feels like his entire chest is about to cave in! Ferguson lifts his hand again and connects with another shattering shot to Rayne’s chest! From behind though, Bonafide and Nackedy team up on Ferguson, nailing him with forearm shot after forearm shot to his back before nailing him with a double clothesline that sends the star of PRIME to the outside! They then turn their attention to Rayne, who is still hurting.

Nick: Things aren’t looking so good for Tyler Rayne.

Richard: That might be the understatement of the year, Nick. Rayne might be done here if Bonafide and Nackedy prove to be effective.

Nick: Which remains to be seen.

They begin hammering away at Rayne who tries to fight back. He starts hammering away at Bonafide and then slams his knee into the chest of Nackedy! Rolo then comes up from behind and drags Bonafide away as he begins nailing uppercut after uppercut to the jaw of "The Posterboy"! Rayne turns his attention onto Nackedy who is still down on the mat! Rayne hops onto the second rope and stands there for a second before executing a front flip and connects with the Flying Fornication! The crowd goes crazy as the referee begins to count out Ian Nackedy!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Eliminated: Ian Nackedy

Richard: WHOA! Just like that, Ian Nackedy is out of the match!

Nick: Weren’t we just talking about Rayne being in a world of trouble?

Richard: I think so.

Nick: Then what happened?
Richard: Maybe he told himself that if he wins tonight he’s going to get some from Troy?

Nick: Always a possibility!

44:00

The house lights dim down to near-nothingness, just enough to permit fans in the arena to see. With the crowd anticipating the arrival of another GCW talent, the Wal*Tron crushes its hopes swiftly, four words appearing across it in time with a damning voice echoing the words throughout the arena.

"YOU ARE NOT PREPARED!"

And with that pronouncement made, cue the opening notes of "Knights of Cydonia" by Muse. The music is met with jeering from the capacity crowd, as the entranceway itself is covered in blue-black lasers.

Nick: No frickin' way?!

Richard: OH YES! THIS RIGHT HERE IS MY PICK!

Nick: Seymour Almasy, the PTC legend?! The Final Fantasy himself?! What're the odds of this happening?

Richard: Nick, its PRIME! It's Culture Shock! It's the Dual Halo! Anything can happen, including the likes of Seymour Almasy stepping foot into the arena and shocking the hell out of all of us!

Nick: And with Caldera in there?! Oh, things are going to get very interesting.

Richard: I'll agree with you on that point.

The crowd immediately goes crazy, jeering him like crazy, as the PTC legend emerges from the back! A game changer in the truest sense of the word, Almasy walks down the ramp as the fans, recognizing the legend immediately are eager to see him step into the ring with the PRIME Superstars so they could kill him. As he gets halfway down the ramp, he breaks into a sprint before exploding into Halo Dos! He wastes no time as he goes straight for Bryan Dawkins! The Flyin’ Hawaiian isn't ready for him though as Almasy starts laying into him with fist after fist, backing him into the corner! He then whips him across the ring and Dawkins slams back first into the turnbuckle before having his head nearly taken off with a running clothesline! Dawkins stumbles out of the corner and Almasy begins to wrap his arm around Dawkins's head, but he's grabbed by the ankle and dragged out of the ring by Danny Ferguson who begins laying into Almasy with a few earth-shattering blows before tossing him into the steel cage! Almasy bounces off the steel cage before being nailed with a German Suplex from the Box Office Star!

Richard: Okay, ouch. Can I say ouch? Because I'm in pain. And if I'm in pain, then you know that hurt!

Nick: Not the entrance that I think Almasy had hoped upon.

Richard: Oh, that's for damn sure. You never want to walk into a match and have that happen to you.

Nick: Ferguson though has been in this match for forty-four minutes and still looks like he's a beast.

Richard: You have to wonder how much longer it'll be before he gets his first elimination.

Nick: For someone who normally picks them up at quite a quick pace, I'm rather surprised that he hasn't picked one up yet.

In Halo Uno, Dusk has turned his sights onto Steven Caldera, the owner of GCW! The two have shared words quite a few times in the past and for the first time ever, Dusk finds himself in the same ring as the man. Dusk nails Caldera with skin shaking knife-edge chop that sends Caldera to his knees! Dusk grabs the back of Caldera's head and slams his fist into his head, sending the GCW owner crashing down to the mat! The newly crowned Intense Champion then bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air before crashing his knee right into Caldera's face, causing the GCW owner to cover his face. Meanwhile, High Flyer and Wade Elliott have started brawling with Elliott getting the quick upper hand, connecting with haymaker after haymaker on Flyer! Elliott then knees him in the midsection and connects with a piledriver that leaves Flyer sprawled out in the middle of the ring! Elliott immediately goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick: And a close call for High Flyer!

Richard: Did you see what Dusk was doing to Caldera?!

Nick: I was paying attention to Elliott trying to eliminate High Flyer.

Richard: Well, that's because you're in love with Dusk.

Nick: Am not!

Richard: Whatever. You don't treat an owner of a Fortune 500 company like that!

Nick: Are they a Fortune 500 company?

Richard: I don't know. I'm just making up stuff! I don't even know if we're a Fortune 500 company!

Nick: I don't even know if we have stocks.

Walczak is looking around at Halo Uno before turning his attentions to Colby Korver who he hammers with elbow after elbow to the face. He then whips the rookie into the ropes before sending him crashing to the mat with a boot to the face! Korver starts to cover his face, but doesn't get to do that for long as Walczak grabs him by the back of the head and drags him to his feet. Meanwhile, Caldera is trying to hold himself up in the corner as Dusk kicks him in the midsection! With Caldera rather dazed, Dusk runs up the turnbuckles before wrapping his legs around Caldera's head and connecting with a hurricanrana that sends Caldera flying across the ring! As Dusk gets back up to his feet though, he's met with a sickening kick to the midsection from Crucifix who then whips Dusk off the ropes and nails him with the Hadoken! Dusk goes down hard from the blow as he covers his face from the sudden impact of the double palm strike.

Richard: Okay, this Crucifix guy? I like him.

Nick: Because he took out Dusk?

Richard: Of course! That's like the best thing I've ever seen! Give him the Intense Title!

Nick: I'm sure you'll find some other reason to hate him by the end of the match.

Richard: I'm certain I will too, but that's beside the point. Someone needs to tell Dusk to leave Caldera alone!

Nick: Why? Nobody likes Caldera!

Richard: I'm sure someone does. He does sign their paychecks after all!

Nick: Good point.

In Halo Dos, Ferguson and Almasy are still doing battle, with Almasy now getting the upper hand. The skilled veteran whips Ferguson into the nearby ring post and Danny crashes back first into steel! He arches his back from the pain before being nailed with a bridging Northern Lights Suplex! However, he doesn't get to hold onto it for long as one of Ferguson's guards breaks the pin! Almasy rolls off of Ferguson and begins to stalk the larger guard, angry at this proposition, but doesn't make it very far before Rayne nails him with a baseball slide that sends Almasy crashing into the steel cage once again! He then rushes over to the legend and nails him with a standing moonsault, sending murmurs through the Monterrey crowd. Rayne then gets back up to his feet before nailing a standing shooting star press on Almasy! With him on top of Almasy, he hooks his leg, and goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The Final Fantasy manages to kick out as Rayne rolls off of him. Back in the ring of Halo Dos, Tony Rolo and Dawkins are locked in the middle of the ring before Dawkins knees him in the midsection and plants him in the middle of the ring with a DDT!

Nick: And I thought Rayne almost had him there! The action keeps on moving here folks, so bear with us as we try and keep up with it all.

Richard: Yeah, I'm not certain I even saw that pinfall! I was more focused on Crucifix and Dusk over in the other Halo.

Nick: This is what makes the Dual Halo so intense! You can't ever keep up with all of the action! Rolo and Dawkins were going at it while Almasy and Rayne were going at it! Rolo making his return to PRIME tonight to surprise just about everybody!

Richard: Yeah, he should go away.

Nick: You shouldn't talk about a legend like that!

Richard: Why, is Angelo Deville here?

Nick: Shut up.

Back in Halo Uno, Darkfalls has turned his sights onto Walczak, wanting a shot at him. The severely larger Walczak welcomes this as Darkfalls runs right at Walczak and begins taking swings at the Polish Beast! However, Walczak doesn't even seem fazed as he slams his fist into Darkfalls face and the Open Invitational member goes crashing down to the mat. Walczak grabs him and pulls him back up to his feet before whipping him into the ropes and connecting with a ring-shaking sidewalk slam that causes Darkfalls to roll around from the tingling sensation in his back. As Walczak gets back up to his feet though, he's met with a missile dropkick from the top rope by Crucifix which gets a decent sized pop from the crowd.

YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Richard: Darkfalls and Walczak! Crucifix and Walczak! So much amazing action!

Nick: Yeah, we touched upon that earlier Richard.

Richard: I thought we had.

Nick: And Crucifix is quickly making a case here on that he deserves a PRIME contract.

Richard: If he keeps kicking people's asses like he has so far then I'm all for it.

Nick: You just like him because he took out Dusk!

Richard: Yeah, well, so sue me!

Nick: I'm certain that I can't, but okay.

Richard: I give you permission.

46:00

"You think I'm funny... Funny how?"

The unmistakable voice of Joe Pesci irritates the eardrums right before Metallica's 'Better Than You' begins to blast through the PA System.

Richard: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!

Nick: And Richard just creamed himself.

Richard: THAT'S MY PICK! THAT'S MY PICK!

Nick: Really? You don't say!

Richard: You better be careful before I give Gamble a lollypop and he comes and puts the Smile For Me on you.

Nick: A lollypop?

Richard: Well, just look at him! He's so frickin' cute!

At the mere notice of his entrance, the crowd starts booing. There's no hesitancy with it as he walks from the back, that same smile that's always on his face. In Halo Uno, Dusk takes a look at Gamble, a fire burning in his eyes. Just yesterday, he took Gamble's Intense Title, and now, he wanted to take his career. Gamble begins walking down the ramp, and the entire arena knows that Gamble is going into Halo Uno. He continues walking down the ramp as both men have their eyes locked on each other, but as Gamble reaches the edge, he breaks into a sprint and goes against referee orders and enters Halo Dos! Nobody in the arena can believe what happened as Gamble goes right after Tyler Rayne, kicking at the gut of the Troy lover!

Nick: I can't believe he just did that!

Richard: That's Tony Gamble, Nick, that's how great he really is!

Nick: Yeah, but, that's against the rules!

Richard: Don't you always tell me that there aren't any rules in the Dual Halo?

Nick: Shut up.

Richard: No, I'm serious!

Nick: Yeah, that's the scary part. And you can see the anger on Dusk's face as he was certain that he would be able to get his hands on Gamble once again.

Richard: What for? We already saw that last night!

In Halo Uno, Dusk can't believe what just happened, and as he stares down Gamble, he's attacked from behind by Hank Cobb who backs him into the corner and nails him with a few uppercuts. Spit flies from Dusk's mouth as he's attacked constantly by one half of Delta Upsilon Iota! As he's being hammered by Cobb, Dusk can feel his right hand begin to shake, anger building up inside of him before he begins letting loose on Hank Cobb! Dusk's fists start flying, connecting squarely with each shot before he pushes Cobb into the ropes and whips him across the ring before connecting with a spinebuster that levels Hank! Cobb though gets back to his feet, partly off of pain and intensity, but as he does so, Dusk nails him with a bridging Northern Lights Suplex.

OOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yet, Dusk is unable to keep him down for the cover.

Richard: WHOOOOOOOOO! NO PINFALL FOR DUSK!

Nick: And Hank Cobb should be counting his lucky stars for being able to make it out of that one alive.

Richard: Whatever, Dusk isn't that impressive.

Nick: Maybe not, but he's been keeping the momentum going since he entered this match and has looked impressive so far, right up there with Ferguson, Rolo, and Rayne over in Halo Dos.

Richard: Look, give the props toe Almasy and Caldera as well!

Nick: I'm certain they're getting knocked around the ring.

Richard: Damn, you noticed that? I hoped you hadn't.

Over in Halo Dos, Rayne and Gamble continue to go at it with Rayne finally getting the upper hand on the leprechaun and connecting with a Snap Suplex! Gamble though gets right back up to his feet, wanting to remedy his loss the night before against Dusk, but Rayne snaps him back to the ground with a neckbreaker! Rayne gets to his feet and drops knee after knee to Gamble's midsection. As he does so though, from behind comes El Hombre Mexicano Estupendo! The Mexican wrestler comes out flying with forearm shots to the back of Rayne's back, and the 5-Star Champion has to turn his attention to him going right into the defensive. Rayne begins to cover up until he can connect with a kick to El Hombre's throat! El Hombre goes down hard clutching his throat while Rayne drags him up to his feet and whips him into the ropes before connecting with a flying knee to the face! The Monterrey crowd just eats it up as Rayne gets down on the mat and puts El Hombre in a Triangle Chokehold, a.k.a. the Insult to Injury! It doesn't take long before you hear the infamous...

Nick: Will he?

Richard: Hang in there El Hombre!

Nick: You're out there, Richard.

TAP!

TAP!

TAP!

And with that, El Hombre is gone!

Eliminated: El Hombre Mexicano Estupendo

Richard: And El Hombre is gone. I loved that guy.

Nick: Did you?

Richard: No, not really. I'm not even certain who he is.

Nick: I figured as much.

Across the way, Wade Elliott looks at his foe Tyler Rayne, a man he hates a severe passion, getting the elimination on El Hombre and you can tell that Elliott is just foaming at the mouth. He quickly turns his attention to Tom Walczak, and runs right at the giant! Elliott though shows no fear as he locks up with the man in a collar-and-elbow tie-up! Many would say this isn't a smart thing to do with Walczak, and Tom begins to prove this theory right as he puts Elliott into a side headlock! However, Elliott is ready to go as he starts slamming his forearm into the kidney of Walczak which immediately breaks the hold! Tom grabs his kidneys from the pain as Elliott whips Walczak around and starts slamming his elbow into the Polish's face! With each shot, Elliott pushes him closer and closer to the ropes before Walczak has nowhere else to go! Elliott then whips him across the ring and nails a huge boot to face of Walczak that sends the Polish Punisher down to the mat! With anger filling his eyes, he wastes no time as he starts stomping away at Walczak, stomping a Mudhole in him!

Nick: You know, talking about people looking impressive in the early goings of this match, Wade Elliott has to be considered one of them.

Halo Dos sees Tony Rolo and Cozen locking up in the middle of the ring, after Rolo gets back to his feet from the painful DDT! PRIME'S Posterboy locks Cozen up good as both athletes jockey for position. Even with Cozen in the side headlock, the mysterious Cozen continues to fight as he lifts Rolo up and nails him with a side suplex! Rolo clutches at his back, the first time back in the ring in quite some time before fighting back to his knees and blocking a kick that could've rendered him unconscious from Cozen! Rolo then pushes Cozen away before getting back up to his feet and connecting with a snap clothesline! Cozen goes down, but not for long as she goes for a Muay Thai style knee thrust that drops Rolo right back onto his back.

Richard: Let's go Cozen! I’m starting to like this chick. Or dude. This dudechick. Look at him/her taking out Rolo!

Nick: The PRIME legend making his return tonight!

Richard: And if Cozen has her way then he'll be making his exit tonight as well.

Nick: Tony Rolo is a crafty wrestler who's been in that ring quite a few times. I think he can handle himself.

While those two go at it, Almasy and Gamble begin fighting in one of the corners, two of the shortest competitors in the ring hands down! Gamble begins to get the upper hand, but Almasy nails a kick to Gamble's chest before whipping him into the ropes, nailing him with a spinning forearm before bouncing off the ropes and connecting with a snap leg drop across the fallen Gamble's throat! Almasy gets back to his feet only to get dropkicked in the back of the head by Jimmy "The Posterboy" Bonafide! Bonafide picks the right moment to jump into the fray and to try and get some big time recognition against a PTC legend! Bonafide drags Almasy back up to his feet before nailing a left jab that's quickly followed up by a right jab! Seymour takes a few step backwards from the staggering blows before The Posterboy connects with a spinning wheel kick that sends Almasy back to the ground!

Richard: Okay, I might've just finished in my pants. Gamble and Almasy going at it?! Amazing. They should just wrestle for an hour or two, and call that ReVolution.

Nick: I wonder if you ever listen to what you're saying sometimes.

Richard: Trust me, I try not to.

Nick: I figured as much.

Richard: Good. But, this Bonafide guy? He's taking away from this match! Attacking Almasy like that! What is he doing?!

Nick: Oh, I don't know, winning the match?!

Richard: Oh yeah, like that's ever going to happen.

Nick: Anything can happen, Richard.

48:00

There are songs that people use as entrance music, and then there are songs that just never seem to fit. Yeah, people use joke music, or stuff that they think is funny when no one else agrees. But there’s one sub-category of entrance theme music that is truly rare.

Douchebag songs.

These are the bands and tracks that make you sound like an instant fuckwad when the crowd hears them tune up. And I’m not talking about white guys coming out to hardcore gangsta rap, that’s a separate category (see also: wiggers or gangstas in training, aka gits) No, I’m referring to the music that you can only pull off if you’re a complete and total badass.

Everyone in wrestling has something to prove, but when you’ve reached that rare level where you are supremely confident in your masculinity and your public image that you can rock out to Pat Benatar or anything else off the GTA: Vice City soundtrack, then you have a special place in the annals of professional wrestling entrance music history. You, sir, are a champion of douchebag songs. You can come out to anything and make it work.

So why are we spending so much time talking about this?

Because the Dual Halo is about to be graced by a master of douchebag songs.

"Loving you
Isn’t the right thing to do
How can I ever change things
That I feel?"
Nick: Whaaaa?

Richard: Dear Jesus…

"If I could
Maybe I’d give you my world
How can I?
When you wont take it from me?"

Fleetwood Mac’s "Go Your Own Way" slowly rattles to a climax over the speakers and everyone who isn’t getting a fist slammed into their mouth has it hanging open with eyes fixed on the entrance.

As usual, when Joey Melton arrives on the scene, most eyes are on him.

Nick: JOEY MELTON IS BACK IN PRIME!

Richard: Pfft, he hasn’t been in his prime for years.

Nick: The former tag team champion has made his return after over a year away, but why?

Richard: Um, duh, Nick. He’s a charter member of the "I Want To Bang Lindsay Troy" club.

Nick: They’ve had multiple problems in the past, though, not the least of which was Melton basically abandoning Troy here in PRIME-

Richard: Worked out well for her, though.

Nick: Well sure. But would Joey Melton really enter the Dual Halo JUST to win back his ex-wife?

That question would go unanswered at the moment, because Melton had drawn the unlucky lot of entering the ring before the woman he was apparently trying to woo. To compound that luck, or lack thereof, he was also about to enter the Halo that contained two of men who had stepped up to fill the void in Troy’s PRIME life once he left – Danny Ferguson, the nemesis turned confidant, and Tyler Rayne, the scruffy bad boy who aimed to make her forget about the high-maintenance men in her past.

As Melton approaches the Halo, taking slow, deliberate steps, he locks eyes with Rayne. The look is personal; this isn’t their first meeting. Rayne opts not to pursue the man yet, though; he elects to sit back and wait to see Troy’s reaction to his arrival.

Back in Halo Uno, Elliott and Walczak continue to do battle with the Polish Punisher starting to get back on the offensive against The Blue Collar Brawler! Walczak begins slamming his knee into Elliott's midsection before pushing him into the ropes, whipping him across the ring, and connecting with a big boot of his own to the face of Elliott! Wade is only down for a moment though as he fights back to his feet, a staple of just how tough he is! He runs right at Walczak who's anticipating him, and picks him up on his shoulders before nailing a Samoan Drop! You can see the pain on Elliott's face as three hundred pounds comes crashing down upon him, but he pushes Walczak off of him, refusing to slow down in the least bit. As he gets back to his feet and Tom does the same thing, Elliott starts firing off a few forearms, but Walczak slows him down with another knee to the midsection that's quickly followed by a belly-to-belly suplex! Elliott can feel the pain throughout his entire body as Walczak has turned up the temperature!

Nick: And now Elliott is on the receiving end of the punishment instead of the giving end.

Richard: The Polish Punisher is a man to be reckoned with and not someone you really want to take lightly.

Nick: He's the biggest man in the Halo, Richard! Who do you think is taking him lightly?!

Richard: I'm just saying, that it's not a good idea.

Nick: I think that would be a major understatement. Walczak has the potential to last quite a while as he's a difficult man to take down and keep down for any length of time. However, the downside is that he's been in this match for a little while and if you keep taking a little bit out of him then in the long run you've slowed yourself down tremendously.

Richard: You just did a whole lot of talking.

Nick: Yeah...

Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Colby Korver and Sebastian Ashe are going at it, with Sebastian Ashe clearly controlling everything. Korver tries to fight away from Ashe who has him in a hammerlock, but Korver is unable to do so. Ashe then trips Korver to the ground before locking him up into an Anaconda Vice! Korver starts to yell out from the pain, fighting desperately to not give up right here and now! Ashe just uses his raw power to lock it in even tighter until he's kicked in the back by Korver's tag team partner, Hank Cobb! Cobb rips Ashe off the mat and nails him with a few forearms to the face! Korver fights back to his feet as well to help out his partner and the two push Ashe into the ropes before whipping him across the ring and nailing him with a double dropkick that drops Ashe to his back!

Richard: And Korver and Cobb resort to cheating!

Nick: Cheating?

Richard: Yeah, working together!

Nick: That's actually allowed Richard.

Richard: It is?

Nick: It is.

Richard: Well... damn.

Nick: Yep. And these two would do good to keep at it, trying to keep different competitors on their toes and try and make it to the final ten.

Richard: I'd have to call that a good debut.

Nick: Yeah, I would say.

Over in Halo Dos, Ferguson is back in the ring and fighting with Tony Gamble! The two mega-superstars of PRIME continue to go at it, with Gamble using his smaller stature to keep dodging Ferguson so Danny can't use his strength against him! The former Intense Champion digs his knee into Ferguson's back, pushing Danny onto his knees before Gamble backs up a few inches and slams his boot into the back of Ferguson's head! Danny slumps to the mat before Gamble grabs Ferguson's arm and puts him into an armbar, grinning as Ferguson starts to yell out from the pain!

Richard: And there's my boy!

Nick: Gamble?

Richard: Yep! Taking it right to Ferguson, showing no fear!

Nick: Gamble's not the one to really show fear, but you have to imagine he's seething after losing the Intense Title last night.

Richard: Seething isn't the right word for Gamble, Nick. I'm certain that if Gamble had a chance, he would take the Intense Title back tonight. Shoot, he might still be able to do that! I never underestimate Gamble's abilities, Nick.

Nick: That's one think you never want to do, especially if he's in ear shot of you.

Richard: He's crafty and crazy.

Nick: Yeah, no joke.

The fans begin to go crazy though as they watch Elliott start fighting back against Walczak, nailing him with haymaker after haymaker! Walczak tries to fight back, but the grittiness of Wade Elliott is a little too much for him as Elliott just brushes off Walczak's different attacks! Elliott then kicks Walczak square in the gut before hooking both of his arms and connecting with the STARS AND BARS! With the double underhook piledriver done with, Elliott goes for the cover, hooking Walczak's leg in the process.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Tom Walczak

Nick: And just like that, Walczak is gone!

Richard: What happened?!

Nick: Wade Elliott happened as he connected the good ol' Stars and Bars. Walczak never even saw it coming!

Richard: I just... we were...

Nick: Lost for words?

Richard: Yeah!

Nick: There's a first time for everything, Richard.

50:00

The lights in the arena turn out for a few seconds. You can't see, but you can feel the audience stand to their feet. Suddenly, the lights begin to flicker on and off and in a quiet whispered voice, you hear..

The Man Who Married Pain

The Mistress and The Matador by The Stiletto Formal begins to play throughout the arena. The lights flicker with the music.

Nick: And here comes the former Global International Champion!

Richard: He should be able to make a decent run here!

Nick: Not certain that he'll go all of the way?

Richard: He's from GLOBAL, Nick, of course not!

Nick: Good way to just insult a ton of former GLOBAL wrestlers.

Richard: Anytime!

Out from the back comes Durian David Orthane, the former GLOBAL International Champion! He races from the back as the crowd jeers him! Orthane ignores them though as he slides into Halo Uno! As he does so, the tunnel between Halo Uno and Halo Dos opens up, and Hank Cobb and Colby Korver waste no time in walking over to Halo Dos! Cozen starts to move over towards Halo Uno, but he/she's immediately met by Cobb and Korver who start in with the fists! Orthane makes a beeline for Union Jack as the two start going at each other! Union Jack immediately gets the upper hand as he starts nailing European Uppercuts on him! Orthane grabs his jaw from the sudden impact, but Jack knees him in the midsection before lifting Orthane up into the air and nails him with a Royal Revolution! The crowd, even with not liking Union Jack, loves the sight of seeing the belly-to-belly suplex rotated in mid-air and Orthane dropped like a sack of potatoes!

Richard: GO UNION JACK!

Nick: You really scare me!

Richard: Do I? Good.

Nick: Union Jack making his debut here tonight and would love to finish high enough to kick start his PRIME career.

Richard: And if he keeps this up, he might be able to pull it off.

In Halo Dos, Ferguson and Rayne have started teaming up, as they turn their attentions to Gamble and Almasy, the tensions between all four men growing and growing! Rayne grabs Almasy and connects with a belly-to-belly suplex while Ferguson nails a tilt-a-whirl slam on Gamble! Ferguson then bounces off the ropes and drops a fist between the eyes of Gamble! Meanwhile, Rolo and Bryan Dawkins start going at it with Dawkins getting the upper hand on Rolo with a hip toss! Dawkins then bounces off the ropes and nails a flying crossbody onto the PRIME legend! Cozen meanwhile begins to separate D.U.I. as he blocks off Korver from Cobb and nails him an enzuigiri that sends Korver to the mat while "The Posterboy" goes at it with Cobb who manages to connect with a neckbreaker on Bonafide!

Nick: And Hank Cobb connecting with a beautiful neckbreaker on Bonafide. Cobb really showing what he's made of out here tonight.

Richard: Dawkins and Rolo still going at it as well.

Nick: And Ferguson, Rayne, Almasy, and Gamble all stirring it up inside of Halo Dos. Those four could tear down the house right now.

Richard: Almasy and Gamble better take care of this or I'm slapping them all in the face with butter!

Nick: Not even going to dignify that with a response.

Back in Halo Uno, Union Jack and Orthane continue to go at it with Orthane starting to fight back with uppercuts and well placed knees to get him warmed up. Meanwhile, Elliott, fresh off of eliminating Walczak has turned his attention to Steven Caldera once again. Caldera though fights back, showing up some toughness of his own as he nails elbow after elbow to Elliott's face. The ring beings to get very crowded as wrestlers start going around the ring, just alternating who they're fighting with as Crucifix starts zoning in on High Flyer, nailing him with a few vicious kicks to the midsection. It's only a matter of seconds though before everyone in Halo Uno is down!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK!"

Richard: And Dusk just proves how crazy he is!

Nick: I don't think anyone ever doubted he was insane or crazy as he just leapt off the top of that landing! How insane do you have to be to do something like that?!

Richard: Well, considering the fact that Dusk has no intelligence, I'm guessing you have to be borderline retarded.

Nick: Stop it.

The fans immediately go crazy as they cheer on Dusk who has just nailed a shooting star press off the upper level floorings only accessible by a top turnbuckle! Every single person in the arena looks on in awe after Dusk jumps some fifteen plus feet onto the entire crew of Halo Uno! Dusk rolls off of them, obviously in pain, but grabbing at his arm in pain as it looks to be broken or dislocated! You can see the pain in his face as he moves away from the stack of wrestlers he just landed on as a couple of them start to fight back to their feet!

Nick: And it really looks like Dusk is in a world of pain over there!

Richard: Good, he deserves it!

Nick: You're just a big meany!

Richard: What is this, fourth grade?! Shut up!

With most of the crew knocked out in Halo Uno, the attention turns to Halo Dos, where the competition is getting rather hot and heated! Rayne is laying into Almasy, anger turning into fury at the PTC Legend! Rayne then whips Almasy across the ring before nailing him all Bruce Lee like with a palm strike to the gut!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Rayne looks at Almasy with these purely intense and crazy eyes while Almasy backs up dazed. Rayne leaps to his feet and nails Seymour with a double arm DDT while wrapping his legs around Almasy to put him into the Rings of Saturn! Almasy looks to be in an immense amount of pain as Rayne just locks it in as tight as he can, hoping to get the PTC legend eliminated. However, from behind comes Tony Rolo who kicks Rayne squarely in the face a few times! The 5-Star Champion has no choice but to break the hold and gets back to his feet as Rolo elbows Rayne squarely in the face! With Rayne stunned from the blow, Rolo nails Rayne with the T-Bone Suplex and Rayne lies in the middle of the ring broken in half.

Richard: I'd like to say that Rayne is completely crazy! Seriously, trying to be like Bruce Lee?!

Nick: Well, it worked against Almasy!

Richard: Yeah, and then Rolo connected with a T-Bone Suplex! So really, worth it?

Nick: Now that's a completely different story.

Meanwhile, Ferguson continues to go at it with Gamble who is trying to fight back up, but is unable to contain the strength of Danny Ferguson who is just ripping into him! He then whips Gamble into the ropes and nails him with a back body drop to the outside and onto the hard mesh flooring! Gamble yells out in pain from the impact as Ferguson turns his attention to "The Posterboy" nailing him with a swift boot to the midsection before connecting with a shattering power bomb that might've killed Bonafide!

Nick: And Ferguson starting to take out superstar after superstar!

Richard: Bonafide might have to look at having spleen replacement surgery because I'm pretty sure Danny just broke it into several pieces.

Nick: I don't think they have spleen replacement surgery.

Richard: Well, sucks to be him then!

Over in Halo Uno, the competitors are finally starting to get back to their feet and start attacking each other! Orthane, a former GLOBAL competitors turns his sights upon Dusk who is still trying to calm his arm down that is certainly on fire after being damaged in some way. He immediately goes after Dusk who is sitting in a nearby corner and starts choking the life out of Dusk! Dusk, a onetime GLOBAL employee, and International Champion tries to muster enough strength to fight off Orthane, but then Orthane starts headbutting Dusk's injured arm which causes the Intense Champion to yell out in pain as Orthane just makes Dusk's life a living hell! With each blow, Orthane just picks up the intensity to the point that Dusk has to slide out under the bottom rope to get some separation from Orthane! However, Durian David follows Dusk who tries to get some space between them. As Durian David focuses in on Dusk, he fails to notice the man only known as High Flyer climbing the ropes and nailing a moonsault on Orthane onto the hard mesh flooring!

Richard: And Orthane trying to take advantage of Dusk's state. Good!

Nick: Yeah, but that didn't last long as High Flyer came to his friend's rescue!

Richard: And what's up with Dusk latching onto the crazy people of PRIME?!

Nick: I really don't know why that happens. Must be something in the water.

52:00

"Battle, Scene II" by the Black Mages.

Harley. Douglas.

Nick: And Harley Douglas is here!

Richard: Who?

Nick: You know, the former TEAM Free For All Champion!

Richard: Oh, great, wake me up when he's gone.

The former TEAM Free For All Champion races down the ramp and immediately gets into Halo Dos! He wastes no time in getting mixed up in the frenzy as he turns his attention onto Joey Melton! Melton though doesn't back down from the young buck as he immediately nails him with a belly-to-belly suplex sending the TEAM wrestler across the ring! Douglas gets right back up to his feet though and manages to take Melton down with a clothesline that sends him inside out! He then grabs Melton and rips him up off the mat before tossing him into the corner. Melton, however, digs his thumbs into Douglas' eyes, forcing Harley backwards. Melton follows up with some BLISTERING knife-edge chops that echo like gunshots throughout the arena. Meanwhile, Cozen goes after Ferguson, nailing him with an uppercut that sends saliva flying out of Ferguson's mouth! Ferguson, not a fan of being attacked, goes to knee Cozen in the gut, but Cozen's able to grab his knee before putting Ferguson down with a Savate kick!

Richard: OH MAN! That was one of the best kicks I've ever seen! And it was on a girl! And it was to Ferguson!

Nick: I think you might need to chill out over there Richard

Richard: Shoot, I think I need to marry this girl, Nick! This is insane!

Nick: Well, let's wait and see what Ferguson's retaliation is going to be before we start worshiping her.

In Halo Uno, Elliott has decided to take his frustrations out on Sebastian Ashe, slamming his elbow down squarely on Ashe's forehead! The well-figured man, more muscular then Elliott at least, wraps his arms around Elliott to slow him down before tackling him down to the ground! Ashe, now on top of Elliott, sits up and slams fist after fist to the jaw of Wade who tries to cover up, but is unable to do so due to the physical stature of Sebastian! Instead of covering up, he decides to just fight back as he surprises Sebastian by rolling over so that he's on top now and wailing away at him! Ashe suddenly pushes Elliott off of him and gets back to his feet. Elliott comes at him with a clothesline to take his head off, but Ashe manages to duck that! Elliott then turns around only to get a boot to the midsection and then Ashe connects with the fisherman suplex!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

However, the crafty Elliott is able to kick out firmly after the two count!

Nick: And Elliott able to remain in this match!

Richard: Nick, you never give me good news.

Nick: Well, at least you don't have herpes!

Richard: That's not good news Nick that just means I can't have sex with the hot transsexuals on the street corner!

Nick: That's right that might actually be awful.

Meanwhile, Crucifix and Darkfalls begins to get into it with Crucifix taking the huge advantage! He nails Darkfalls with a stiff kick before connecting with the Typhoon Tail! Darkfalls crashes down to the mat after the reverse enzuigiri!

Richard: And just like that, Darkfalls is down!

Nick: Crucifix is really coming out here and trying to make a name for himself.

Richard: It's what the Dual Halo is all about!

Outside of the ring of Halo Uno, High Flyer and Durian David Orthane continue to fight each other! High Flyer, crazier than most people in PRIME, lifts Orthane high off the ground before nailing a brainbuster onto the hard mesh floor! Orthane twitches a little bit, feeling completely different after that maneuver! High Flyer though gets right back up to his feet before hopping onto the ring apron and nailing a flying leg drop across Orthane's throat, keeping the attack up to give Dusk a moment to breathe and recover from his arm injury. Back in the ring, Ashe has pulled Elliott back up to his feet, but is suddenly regretting that idea as Elliott slams his shoulder into Ashe's stomach, and then picks him up before nailing Ashe with a shoulderbreaker! Ashe falls to the mat grabbing at his arm, feeling as if it might be dislocated!

Richard: Come on Orthane! Take that crazy mofo out of the match!

Nick: High Flyer, the legend from fWo making his way over to PRIME earlier in the year, and he's been very impressive in his time here so far!

Richard: I try not to pay attention to him that much, Nick.

Nick: Yeah, that's not actually a surprise of any kind, Richard.

Richard: We've also got Elliott continuing to dominate in this match. A sickening sight for me.

Over in Halo Dos, the intensity picks up a notch as Tyler Rayne climbs up a set of ropes and nails a double axehandle to the crown of Gamble's head! The former Intense Champion goes down for a second, but immediately gets back to his feet. However, Rayne has moved on, focusing his attention upon Almasy again! Gamble, upset at the disrespect being shown to him sneaks up behind Bryan Dawkins and nails him with a Japanese Arm Drag! Dawkins cries out in pain but fights back to his feet where Gamble knees him in the midsection and connects with a vertical suplex! Dawkings though, eager to keep going, and hopefully pick up the offense on Gamble, gets back up to his feet only for Gamble to nail a low dropkick to his knees, putting Dawkins back on the ground once again!

Nick: And it looks like Rayne is continuing to take over this match as he has just done battle with everyone in his Halo and has done a fairly remarkable job at keeping the offense up.

Richard: And he and Almasy are now going at it with Rayne getting the early upper hand!

Nick: But, it looks like Gamble wasn't too happy about that and just took it out on Dawkins!

Richard: Yeah, the Flyin Hawaiian'. How great!

Elsewhere, Rolo has turned his attention to Cozen who immediately goes for a roundhouse kick on Rolo, but Tony's able to duck it just barely! Cozen then turns around only to be dropped to the mat by Rolo with the Rude & Crude Drop! The fans in the arena go absolutely crazy for the returning legend as he gets back to his feet and begins climbing the ropes before flying off the top turnbuckle and connecting with a Frog Splash on the unsuspecting Cozen! A rude awakening to PRIME, sure, but one from one of the PRIME Greats! Rolo gets back to his feet and manages to duck an elbow from Almasy but is unable to dodge the knee from him! With Rolo doubled over, Almasy bounces off the ropes and leaps in the air before doing a front flip and nailing a leg drop across the back of Rolo's neck that sends the PRIME legend into the mat hard!

Richard: And that's the Almasy that I've been waiting for! Taking out Rolo after the R&C Drop! Almasy is the real deal!

Nick: Almasy finally getting his momentum going and taking it right to Tyler Rayne after Rayne got Cozen down to the mat. There's the cover!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THRNO!

A vicious stomp to the back of Almasy's head by Melton breaks up the pinfall attempt. Melton sneers at the Final Fantasy before working over Harley Douglas some more.

Back in Halo Uno, Elliott turns his attentions to the outside where High Flyer is continuing his assault on Durian David Orthane with a DDT that busts Orthane wide open! Elliott exits the ring and sends High Flyer right into the steel mesh that covers the entire ring! Flyer bounces off of it before Wade wraps his arms around Flyer's waist and connects with a German Suplex onto the ring steps! Flyer skull smacks right into the steel steps! Dusk notices this and fights back to his feet before rushing over to Elliott! The two superfaces start going at it with neither man backing down! Dusk's down to one good arm though and Elliott takes advantage of that fact as he smashes his elbow into Dusk's arm and sends the Intense Champion down to the mesh floor!

Nick: And the current PRIME Intense Champion is fending off attacks from the former PRIME Intense Champion!

Richard: I just hope they both take each other out.

Nick: Wishful thinking on your part, Richard.

Richard: Yeah, I know.

54:00

The lights cut out in the arena, and a stormy sky appears on the video screen.

As thunder booms over the speakers and lightning lights up the darkened clouds on-screen, a voice can be heard speaking in soft, reverberating tones.

"Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time…for y’all have knocked her up. I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe; but I was not offended, for I knew I had to rise above it all…or drown in my own shit."

The stormy sky fades, replaced by a field of stars. One of the stars shoots across the screen, and as the field of stars comes together to form the word "NOVA," Funkadelic's "Maggot Brain (Live '71)" roars over the loudspeakers, Eddie Hazel's guitar screaming with emotion.

Nick: ARE YOU JOKING ME?!

Richard: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick: YES! YES! YES! IT'S HIM! NOVA IS HERE!

Richard: I thought we got rid of that weed-smoking, eye-popping freak!

Nick: I guess not! And listen to this crowd!

The Monterrey crowd immediately goes bonkers as Nova emerges from the back, a blunt in his mouth, and looks out at the entire crowd that is now standing on their feet. You can see the smile on Nova's face before he explodes down the ring and slides into Halo Uno! Every single person inside of the Dual Halo can't believe what they're witnessing as Nova just goes to town, knocking down Caldera with one well placed shot to the jaw! Union Jack comes flying at him, but Nova just kicks him squarely in the stomach before nailing a T-Bone Suplex on him! He then turns around and narrowly ducks a clothesline from Sebastian Ashe! As Ashe turns around, Nova connects with a Sambo Suplex! He gets right back up and kicks Darkfalls in the knee before nailing the No-Vacancy! He then looks outside and sees his one-time tag partner Dusk getting mauled by Elliott! Nova bounces off the ropes and nails a Somersault Plancha onto Wade Elliott!

NOVA! NOVA! NOVA! NOVA! NOVA! NOVA!

Nick: And it looks like he hasn't missed a step as he just tore through several different people in a matter of seconds!

Richard: Okay, I'll give it to him that was impressive!

Nick: You think?! He even went after Elliott, I guess he hasn't forgotten the tag team matches with Dusk.

Richard: I guess not, though I wish I would've.

Nick: And wait...

Richard: No!

Nick: YES! HE STILL HAS THE BLUNT IN HIS MOUTH!

The entire crowd goes crazy as Nova stands up, dusts himself off, and then pulls the blunt out of his mouth! He takes another hit from it before stamping it out and helping his former tag partner up off the mesh floor. Nova then heads back into the ring where Crucifix is quick to attack, slamming his elbow into the back of Nova's neck repeatedly, hoping to get instant notification for taking out a PRIME Hall of Famer! Back on the outside, High Flyer is fighting back to his ring when he sees Elliott down! He hops onto the ring apron before climbing up to the top rope where he connects with the Traveling Through Time!

Richard: And this apparently has turned into pick on Elliott day as High Flyer just flew through the air!

Nick: Yeah, and as you saw in the ring, Crucifix decided to take a wide open opportunity. Wise decision.

Richard: Very wise. You take out Nova and that's something everyone will remember for a LONG time!

Nick: For certain. Elliott and High Flyer though are still battling on the outside as they have been for a while in the Dual Halo!

Richard: I hope they just take each other out.

Nick: You would.

Over in Halo Dos, Dawkins is getting his revenge upon Gamble, nailing a DDT on the former Intense Champion! Dawkins then bounces off the ropes and puts his moniker to good use as he performs a handspring Moonsault onto Gamble, otherwise known as Wipeout! The fans go crazy for the new guy as he gets back to his feet, climbs up to the top rope, and connects with a 450 Splash and immediately goes for the cover on Gamble!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And Gamble is able to get his shoulder up in just the nick of time!

Nick: Talking about huge, that would've been huge for Bryan Dawkins!

Richard: Whatever, Tony is just playing with him at this point.

Nick: You must be smoking that weed like it's nothing right now.

Richard: I tried to get it before Nova stamped it out, but no good.

Nick: Yeah, you're a little weird sometimes Richard.

Back in Halo Uno, Elliott is back up on his feet and has tossed High Flyer back into the ring. Meanwhile, Nova has fought back to his feet and sends Crucifix flying into one of the corners before nailing the In-NOVA-tor that gets a huge pop from the crowd! Union Jack then sneaks up behind Nova and is able to connect with a reverse DDT that leaves the Risen Star laid out on the mat! Elliott then sends High Flyer flying into the ropes before connecting with a power slam that shows off Elliott's strength!

Richard: And my spine is tingling after that!

Nick: The In-Nova-tor?

Richard: Or the powerslam, take your pick!

Nick: Or how about Union Jack connecting with the reverse DDT?

Richard: Just so much going on!

Nick: You're telling me!

The pace has intensified as the two Halos continue to be packed with pure action! Danny Ferguson, who at this point has been in there since the very beginning shows no signs of slowing down as he focuses his attention on the mysterious Cozen! Ferguson grabs the woman by her left arm and whips her into the ropes before nailing a clothesline on her! She crashes down to the mat hard, but Ferguson keeps the intensity up as he picks her back up and pushes her into the corner before pointing at Dam to take care of her. The rather large bodyguard to Ferguson looks a little confused at this, but then does as he's told as he splashes her in the corner! She stumbles out of the corner as Ferguson nails her with a DDT! Elsewhere in Halo Dos, Almasy has cornered Colby Korver into the corner connecting with knife-edge chop after knife-edge chop! As Korver stumbles out of the corner, Almasy kicks Korver in the groin before executing a swift and painful piledriver on him!

Richard: Keep Ferguson away from Cozen!

Nick: It's part of the game, Richard!

Richard: You know, I never thought about that Nick. That was profound.

Nick: Not as profound as the kick to that groin by Almasy before nailing the piledriver on Korver!

Richard: Yeah, good point.

Over in Halo Uno, Elliott is keeping the intensity up on High Flyer as he whips Flyer into the ropes and nails him with a spear! High Flyer is crushed in half from the impact as Elliott then begins to lay into him with a flurry of punches! From the outside, Dusk sees what's going on and quickly enters the ring only to be attacked by Union Jack! The man from the other side of the ocean slams his boot into Dusk's injured shoulder, revenge after Dusk took his head off with a superkick upon Dusk's entrance! Dusk grits his teeth in pain before kicking Union Jack in the gut and nailing him with a DDT with his good arm! Elliott though has already lifted High Flyer off the mat and whips him into the ropes once again before picking him up in a Fireman's Carry. Dusk tries to rush over to High Flyer's aide, but is immediately grabbed by Darkfalls who throws him into the corner and starts to attack his left knee, leaving Dusk only able to watch as Elliott connects with the REBEL YELL! on High Flyer!

ELL-IOT! ELL-IOT! ELL-IOT!

Wade then covers High Flyer!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: High Flyer

Nick: And High Flyer is gone!

Richard: I laughed out loud as Dusk tried to save High Flyer!

Nick: That was noble, not funny!

Richard: No, it was funny as Elliott picks up ANOTHER elimination! He's tearing through people left and right!

Nick: Yeah, but eliminations don't matter in the long run if you really want that Golden Ticket.

Richard: I guess you're right.

The crowd sends a mixed reaction at the elimination of High Flyer as the storied veteran has picked up a lot of fans over his years of wrestling. Dusk slams his bad elbow into Darkfalls gut before nailing him with a headbutt that knocks him down to the mat. He then walks over to Elliott and grills him down, the two superfaces with no love lost between them. The fire in Dusk's eyes tell a story...

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

And almost out of instinct, Dusk nails a superkick to the jaw of Durian David Orthane who was sneaking up behind him!

Richard: Okay, now THAT hurt!

Nick: Dusk obviously not happy with Elliott and he decided to take it out on Orthane!

Richard: Yeah, that's not fair!

Nick: Well, it did kind of look like that Orthane was planning on taking Dusk out.

Richard: Is that so bad?

Nick: From Dusk's view? Yeah.

Richard: Oh, you've probably got a good point.

56:00

"Sands Theme (Tonto’s Giant Nuts)" booms over the arena speakers as Enemigo IV, another luchador on loan, begins his approach to the ring.

Nick: And here comes the fourth Enemigo!

Richard: Yay.

Nick: Not so excited?

Richard: Nick... we saw NOVA just appear a minute ago. Why would I be excited about this?!

Nick: Okay, fair enough.

And the fourth Enemigo explodes from the back and immediately gets into Halo Dos and is immediately taken down by Danny Ferguson who connects with a swift kick to the gut and connects with a powerbomb! The fourth Enemigo goes down in a world of pain as the Halo Dos has been ignored as of late with the hot and heavy action going on in Halo Uno! Ferguson then turns his attention to Seymour Almasy who is fighting with Tony Rolo at this moment! Ferguson grabs Almasy by the throat and pulls him away from Rolo before sending him into the corner where Ferguson connects with a flurry of fists! Almasy though doesn't take the beating lying down as he kicks Ferguson firmly in the gut a few times before nailing a Shotei to Ferguson and sending him down to the mat. Almasy then climbs to the top rope and connects with a Moonsault on Ferguson before he goes for a cover on Danny!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Richard: SO CLOSE! Come on Seymour!

Nick: Close, but no cigar as you have to know that he's not going out without a fight.

Richard: If only I was so lucky.

Yet, Ferguson is able to kick out right as the referee counts two! Almasy gets up off the mat only to be blasted in the face from Tyler Rayne who has seemingly come out of nowhere! Rayne connects with several stiff kicks to Seymour's stomach and spine, keeping the intensity up through and through! He then whips Seymour into the ropes and nails him with a knee to Seymour's chest. However, the Final Fantasy doesn't fall to the mat as Rayne grabs Seymour and hooks both of his arms before nailing the Deathscythe on Almasy! With Almasy down and out, Rayne immediately goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yet, it's not enough to keep Almasy down!

Nick: And Rayne almost getting the pin over Almasy right there!

Richard: Close, but no cigar as you have to know that he's not going out without a fight.

Nick: Did you just copy me?

Richard: I think I did.

Nick: You're something else.

Back in Halo Uno, Crucifix has set his sights upon Darkfalls as he connects with a Double-Tap Roundhouse kick to his stomach and then a kick to the head! Darkfalls falls flat on the ground from the impact, but Crucifix immediately picks him back up off the mat and puts him up over his shoulder before connecting with the Mecca Driver! Darkfalls slumps to the ground and Crucifix immediately locks in the Crucifix Crossface! It only takes a few seconds before Darkfalls...

TAP! TAP! TAP!

Eliminated: Darkfalls

Richard: WHOA! DARKFALLS IS OUT!

Nick: Quick and fast elimination from Crucifix!

Richard: I just-- I can't keep up Nick!

Nick: Sometimes it can be a little difficult.

Richard: With a match of this magnitude, of course it is!

Crucifix lets go off the Crossface, satisfied with his first elimination of the evening. As he gets back up though, he's met with a forearm from Nova, getting revenge from earlier! He connects with another one, pushing Crucifix into the corner. He then grabs Crucifix's arm and lifts him up onto his shoulders, and as he does, the entire crowd knows what's coming next. Yet, as he prepares for the Bourbon for Breakfast Caldera makes his presence known by low blowing Nova who immediately drops Crucifix!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick: AND THAT DIRTY, NO GOOD--

Richard: Hey, careful over there. He is the owner of GCW!

Nick: AND HE JUST CHEATED--

Richard: No rules in the Dual Halo, remember Nick?

Nick: I HATE YOU!

Richard: I bet you do.

With Nova in a world of hurt, Caldera wraps his arm around Nova's head and plants him with a DDT. From behind Caldera though comes Dusk who clubs him in the back with a fierce forearm right to the spine! You can tell that he's still favoring that injured arm of his, but he's starting to block out the pain as he nails Caldera with another forearm, this time in the stomach as he comes to aide of his only other friend in the Halo at this point! He then pushes Caldera into the corner before nailing him with another forearm to the face, each shot more vicious and stiffer then the last. With Caldera in a daze, Dusk wraps his arm around Caldera's waist and pulls him up to the top rope as the fans can only look on in amazement as to what Dusk is doing. Caldera attempts to fight back, fist after fist to Dusk's face, but it never registers with Dusk as his mind focuses on his injured arm. Dusk wraps his arms around Caldera's waist and the crowd is left breathless as Dusk connects with a top rope overhead belly-to-belly suplex!

DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK!

Nick: And Dusk coming to the rescue of his ally, Nova! I don't know if that arm is still impacting him like it was earlier.

Richard: Oh, he still feels that pain, I'm certain of it. And when Caldera gets his hands on Dusk again, he'll make his life a living nightmare.

Nick: You certain about that?

Richard: One hundred percent!

Nick: We'll have to see about that.

The suplex sends Caldera flying across the ring, a sign that is welcomed by all PRIME superstars! Dusk lands hard on the mat and continues to favor his injured arm! Of course, Durian David Orthane, pulling himself up after that crackling superkick from Dusk, takes advantage of the situation as he rabidly attacks the injured arm! He starts stomping away at it before dropping knee after knee onto it, hoping to exacerbate the situation! Yet, he doesn't manage to get far as Nova comes up from behind and nails a jumping calf kick onto Orthane! Orthane grabs at his leg in pain, and Nova, looking for some humor now, grabs Orthane's pants and yanks them down, causing the whole crowd to laugh at him! Nova then spins Orthane around and clotheslines him to complete the Legendary Depants Combo!

Richard: HAHAHAHAHAHA! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSER!

Nick: And now Nova coming to help out Dusk! This back and forth team-up between these two have really saved them in the early workings of this match.

Richard: Nick, we're like 55 minutes in and this is considered early. How crazy is that?!

Nick: Are we going to keep going through this?

Richard: ...no.

Nick: Good. Let's all just laugh at Orthane.

With Halo Uno getting the cheers and laughs, Halo Dos begins to feel a little insulted! Cozen, the mysterious newcomer, turns her attention to Enemigo IV and immediately connects with a rotational wristlock! The fourth Enemigo member immediately starts howling out in pain and Cozen "accidentally" nails him in the face a few times before letting him go and connecting with a roundhouse kick to the jaw that sends him falling to the mat! Meanwhile, Rolo and Almasy are locked in the middle of the ring with Rolo easily getting the upper hand! Rolo surprises Almasy with a quick belly-to-belly suplex, winding the Final Fantasy, but Rolo doesn't slow down, starting to feel the momentum in his arms. He rips Almasy back to his feet and knees him in the midsection before connecting with a cradle piledriver! He begins to move towards pinning Almasy, but is quickly attacked from behind by Tony Gamble who bounces off the ropes and connects with a flying head scissors take down!

Nick: And Gamble taking down Rolo after Rolo was about take out Almasy!

Richard: You've gotta keep your wits and senses about you as you never know when someone might just pop in for a visit for a flying head scissors take down.

58:00

The lights go down.

Everyone in attendance looks inspired at the PRIME*Tron. Suddenly a single red line appears on the screen and begins to jump up and down with a series of beeps signifying the beginning of "Image Of The Invisible" by Thrice. Quickly the crowd rises to their feet as the guitars kick in and red lights and lasers flash around the arena. Everyone claps their hands together and bangs on the ground along with the beat as they wait. The arena shakes as The Fearless Phenom bursts through the black curtain onto the stage.

Nick: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOA!

Richard: THE GCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION?! VIVICA VALENTINE?!

Nick: I think so as this will be another game changer entering the Dual Halo!

Richard: Game changing isn't the word for her, Nick. One of the top superstars over in that thing called GCW, but she's talented and I'll give her that much.

Nick: You just want to have sex with her.

Richard: Can you blame me?

With the sound of the music, the roof is nearly torn off. Several of the wrestlers in the ring turn their heads, trying to figure out what exactly is going on at this point in terms of people coming out. From the back, with the GCW Heavyweight Championship around her waist, comes Vivica J. Valentine with a smirk on her face. Another game changer. You can tell that she's itching to get into the match as she takes off her belt and hands it to an official before racing down the ramp and sliding into Halo Uno! Her eyes are focused upon one man and one man only, and she heads straight for Steven Caldera! Her fists go flying as she connects completely on each and every shot that she fires at her boss! A chance in the lifetime for her, especially after the hell he's put her through! She then whips him into the ropes and nails a spinning heel kick that sends the owner to the floor! From behind comes Sebastian Ashe who immediately is leveled with several right hooks and then finally a right cross. Valentine then bounces off the ropes and connects with a flying shoulder block that sends the muscled wrestler to the ground.

Nick: And look at her go after Caldera!

Richard: I wouldn't do that to your boss!

Nick: Richard, Vivica's a big girl. I'm certain she can do whatever the hell she wants at this point.

Richard: And Caldera will make her pay for it.

Nick: He might just do that, but for now, enjoy the match!

As Valentine gets back to her feet, she's met with a forearm to the back, this time from Union Jack! Jack keeps the pressure up, but Valentine, fresh in this match, elbows Jack in the stomach before using the ropes as a springboard and connecting with a Tornado DDT that plants Jack firmly into the mat! She kips right back up, the adrenaline rushing through her as Durian David Orthane comes right up to her and the two lock up! Orthane gets the advantage on the GCW Heavyweight Champion, and immediately whips her into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline, but she's quick enough to dodge it. As he turns around he sees Valentine once again hopping onto the ropes, using them as a springboard, and then she connects with a high angle moonsault on Orthane!

Richard: And Valentine is just flying all over the ring! Union Jack did just try and stop her--

Nick: But, that didn't quite work out according to plan.

Richard: Yeah, it really didn't.

Over in Halo Dos, Hank Cobb and Colby Korver are getting together once again, hoping to use their chemistry and friendship to their advantage as they corner Tyler Rayne into the corner! The duo keep the intensity up, fist after fist before whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a double back body drop! They then bounce into the ropes and both nail an elbow, one across his throat, and another across his chest! Rayne rolls around in pain for a few moments while they get back to their feet and pull him up with them before nailing a snap suplex on him! Meanwhile, Ferguson and Dawkins begin locking up with Dawkins eager to keep the powerful Ferguson on his toes. Dawkins nails Ferguson with a stiff forearm to the face, but Ferguson returns the favor with a knee to the midsection before whipping Dawkins into the ropes and connecting with a rather painful spinebuster! Dawkins goes down badly as Ferguson just keeps the pain up as he picks up off the mat and whips him into the ropes again. This time, Ferguson goes for a clothesline, but Dawkins is able to duck it and counters with a neckbreaker! Ferguson goes down hard while Dawkins races to the top rope and patiently waits until Ferguson gets back up to his feet and Dawkins connects with a top rope guillotine to Ferguson's throat!

Nick: And Bryan Dawkins is looking very impressive in his debut here tonight! He's just going at it with Ferguson and keeping up with the storied veteran.

Richard: That's seriously not an easy feat.

Nick: Rayne was also getting tag teamed by Cobb and Korver.

Richard: That's the right idea in a match like this.

Nick: Yeah, it is if you can keep it up.

Elsewhere, in Halo Dos, Tony Gamble and The Posterboy are going at it, with Gamble in clear advantage of Bonafide! Gamble, an experienced soldier inside of the ring, whips Bonafide into the ropes and connects with a beautiful back body drop that sends Bonafide high in the air! As The Posterboy gets back to his feet, Gamble grabs him and nails him with a side belly-to-belly suplex! Being on top of him, Gamble wastes no time as he delivers fist after fist to the face of The Posterboy, hoping to weaken him down. Tony rolls off of Bonafide and bounces into the ropes to deliver an elbow to the sternum, but Bonafide is able to roll away at the last possible second! The Posterboy gets back up to his feet and nails a kick to Gamble's gut before going for a DDT. However, Gamble is able to counter that with a knee to Posterboy's thigh which breaks the hold! Gamble then is able to connect with a Tiger Driver which nearly renders Bonafide unconscious! He then looks at The Posterboy with that infamous grin of his and locks in the Smile for Me, causing The Posterboy to begin yelling at the top of his lungs!

Nick: And I'm pretty sure "The Posterboy" isn't feeling that great right now.

Richard: Oh, no, that's definitely the case there. Gamble is just letting him have it!

Nick: Would you like to be put in the Smile for Me?

Richard: I'd rather have sex with a tranny then let Gamble put that on me.

Nick: Thought so.

Back over in Halo Uno, Valentine continues to fight with Orthane, kneeing him in the chest a few times before hopping onto the top rope and nailing a 900 degree splash on Orthane! Valentine bounces off of Orthane clutching her stomach while Nova knees Ashe in the stomach before connecting with a double arm DDT! Ashe's head bounces off the canvas hard while Nova gets back up and turns his sights onto Caldera! The owner of GCW, not having fun just being tossed around the ring at this point, slams his elbow into Nova's gut, but Nova just fights through it after Caldera decided he would low blow him! Nova pushes Caldera into the corner before elbowing him in the throat a few times and then clotheslines him to the outside! With Caldera lying prone on the hard mesh flooring, Nova climbs up to the top rope before flying off and connecting with a huge body splash! Caldera can feel the pain throughout his back and kidneys as Nova rolls off of him.

Richard: And my God, there is just no respect for Caldera here in this match!

Nick: I'm actually surprised that he's still in this match!

Richard: That might be a feat in itself as he's not a wrestler ala Nova or Vivica Valentine.

Nick: But, he's putting up a fight here in the Dual Halo.

Richard: Do you really consider this a fight?

Nick: Somewhat.

Valentine picks Orthane back up off the mat, but is immediately attacked from behind by Crucifix who connects with a Rising Storm Kick! Vivica goes down in a slump from the surprise attack as Crucifix turns his attention to Orthane and nails a roundhouse kick on the unsuspecting Orthane! With Orthane nearly unconscious and in a world of pain, Crucifix begins running up the ropes, using them as a springboard, and connects with the Fallen Angel! Orthane looks to be a mess after that springboard shooting star press! Crucifix then crawls back over to Orthane's lifeless body and goes for the pin, effectively stealing it from Valentine!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Durian David Orthane

And just like that, Crucifix picks up his second pinfall in the Dual Halo.

Nick: AND ORTHANE IS GONE!

Richard: Crucifix just stole that elimination from Vivica Valentine, but Crucifix is looking VERY impressive in this match!

Nick: Not something you always expect, but you never know what you're going to get in the Dual Halo. People get under that spotlight and anything can really happen.

Richard: Yeah, no joke.

60:00

"Tonto’s Giant Nuts" cues up again and Enemigo I comes out to join the fray.

Nick: And ANOTHER Enemigo joining the match!

Richard: Okay, we go Nova, Enemigo IV, Vivica Valentine, Enemigo I. So if that's the case, we should be getting a huge superstar coming out next.

Nick: Who could it be?

Richard: TSONDA!

Nick: Possibly.

Richard: SHAKUR!

Nick: Now you're scaring me.

With the 60th minute of the match brings us Enemigo I who rushes right into Halo Dos! At this juncture as well, the tunnel between Halo Uno and Halo Dos opens up! Caldera, seeing an opportunity to get away from Valentine and Nova takes this chance to rush into Halo Dos once again! Meanwhile, over in Halo Dos, Seymour Almasy decides to leave Halo Dos and ventures into Halo Uno. Tony Rolo and Tyler Rayne, having had their fun with Tony Gamble, grab him against his will and throw him into Halo Uno so that a certain somebody can get him and that certain somebody does as Dusk quickly and accurately spears Gamble to the hard floor meshing!

Richard: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FAIR!

Nick: I think anything is legal in the Dual Halo.

Richard: Yeah, but come on! Gamble didn't even want to be in Halo Uno!

Nick: Yeah, but he was supposed to be.

Richard: That's beside the point.

Nick: And now we get to see Dusk and Gamble go at it some more!

Back over in Halo Dos, new comer Steven Caldera is immediately greeted by Danny Ferguson who kicks him in the nuts before sending him face first into the Halo cage! Caldera, having hoped to find friendlier grounds over here, is wishing that he hadn't done this either. Ferguson grabs Caldera and sends him flying into the ring post before nailing a German Suplex onto the hard mesh flooring! Caldera grabs the back of his neck in pain while Ferguson slides back into the ring, wanting to leave him for Troy. Meanwhile, Tony Rolo and Enemigo I get into it as Rolo connects with a vertical suplex on the luchadore! Enemigo I grabs at his back from the pressure put onto his spine while Rolo gets back to his feet and connects with an elbow to the throat!

Nick: Okay, the abuse against Caldera is starting to get rather funny.

Richard: And Rolo just continues to move rather well through this match.

Nick: So has Ferguson, up to the one hour mark now!

Richard: It's only a matter of time before he's gone though. It's far too difficult to last that long in a match of this magnitude.

Nick: Oh, okay Richard. Like you know.

Richard: I do!

Back over in Halo Uno, Dusk is on top of Gamble, laying into him with fist after fist! Meanwhile, Vivica Valentine and Seymour Almasy are locked up in the center of the ring with Almasy getting the advantage as he knees Valentine in the stomach! The two GCW competitors continue to grapple with each other before Almasy connects with another knee to her midsection. He then follows that up with a forearm to her jaw, and then whips her into the ropes before connecting with a jumping knee to her face! Valentine crashes onto the mat hard, covering her face while Nova lunges at Almasy with an elbow to the jaw which is quickly followed up with being turned around, and Nova connects with a German Suplex! Almasy clutches at the back of his head as Nova pulls him back up and nails a T-Bone Suplex on Almasy!

Richard: Almasy and Valentine going at it before Nova got involved there!

Nick: Nova and Almasy has to be one of those dream matches.

Richard: Well, it's not a dream anymore as they're going at it right now!

Nick: Only in the HALO!

On the outside, Gamble has pushed Dusk off of him and slams Dusk's injured shoulder into the ring post before sending the Lost Soul into the ring! Gamble then climbs up to the top rope as Dusk gets back up to his feet. Tony then flies off the top rope for a body splash that Dusk breaks up with a dropkick to Gamble's ribs!

Nick: And nice counter from Dusk!

Richard: It's only a matter of time though before Gamble rips that arm right off of Dusk and beats him with it.

Nick: Yeah, I'm certain we're not going to see that happen, Richard.

Richard: Can't I dream about it at least?!

Nick: I-- I guess you can.

Over in Halo Dos, Tyler Rayne has turned his attention towards Caldera who is sliding back into the ring! As Rayne begins to pull Caldera up to his feet, Caldera slams his elbow into Rayne's gut! Rayne doubles over from the sudden impact as Caldera drops him to the mat with a fist right to the forehead! The 5-Star Champion goes down to the mat briefly, but gets right back up to his feet as Caldera nails him with a clothesline this time around! The fans in the arena can't believe what they're seeing as Caldera is taking it right to Rayne as he straddles him and starts letting go with a flurry of fists! Meanwhile, Ferguson and Bonafide are locked up in a collar and elbow tie-up in a corner of the ring as Bonafide slams his boost into Ferguson's gut! Ferguson walks away from Bonafide who connects with a bulldog that sends Ferguson into the mat! Ferguson clutches at his head in pain while Bonafide rolls him over and goes for a pinfall!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And Ferguson is easily able to kick out! Bonafide gets back up to his feet, bounces off the ropes, and connects with a knee to his left shoulder!

Nick: And "The Posterboy" tried his best to eliminate Ferguson, but was unable to do so!

Richard: That's going to be difficult in itself unless you begin to beat his brains in. HEY! There's a brilliant idea!

Nick: Just stop talking. You don't know what you're talking about.

Richard: Whatever. Tonight would end well if I got to see Ferguson taken out of here on a stretcher.

Nick: You're just a sick human being, you know that?

Richard: Voted the most sickest in 2004.

Nick: I believe it.

Meanwhile, back in Halo Uno, Gamble has started to get the best of Dusk as he has him in an armbar, working the injured arm of the newly crowned Intense Champion! You can see the pain in Dusk's face as he tries to fight him off. Meanwhile, Nova and Union Jack begin to go at it with Union Jack showing what he's made of as he connects with forearm after forearm to the throat of Nova! The former Universal Champion tries to push Jack off of him, but Union Jack wraps his arms around Nova's waist and connects with a belly-to-belly suplex that rocks the ring! Jack then gets right back up before kneeing Nova in the hamstring, and then locking him up in the sharpshooter! The Risen Star yells out in pain from the pressure on his spine, but refuses to give up!

Richard: And you have to wonder if this might be the end of the road for Nova!

Nick: It very well could be if he can't find a way out of the sharpshooter.

Richard: This could also be huge for Union Jack!

Nick: VERY huge! This is the kind of elimination that can shoot your star up to the top of the pile.

Richard: You know how you always tell me to stop talking? Well, I think that you should stop talking now too.

Nick: If we both stop talking though, then the people would miss the sound of their voices.

Richard: You wish they'd miss the sound of your voice.

62:00

Then, "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Salivia rips through the arena!

Richard: I CALLED IT! BOY DID I CALL IT! KILLEAN SIRRAJIN!

Nick: I can't believe the names of the people walking out here! People we never expected to grace us have come back! Rolo, Nova, Valentine, and now Sirrajin! The stakes are getting higher and higher as you listen to this crowd just go insane!

Richard: Another game changer, for certain Richard.

Nick: You're telling me. You're telling me!

Richard: Sirrajin might've moved to the top of the pile in terms of winning this match.

Nick: He very well of might have.

Nova. Vivica Valentine. Now, Killean Sirrajin! The extremely hot Monterrey crowd goes completely wild as Sirrajin walks out for the first time in months! The Supreme Machine steps out from the back as the crowd begins chanting his name!

SIRRAJIN! SIRRAJIN! SIRRAJIN! SIRRAJIN!

Nick: And the crowd is just deafening at this point!

Once again, the competitors in the Dual Halo's look up to see another game changer racing down the ramp and sliding into Halo Uno! Sirrajin wastes no time, going straight for Union Jack and nails him with an elbow to the back of the head! Jack stumbles backwards as Sirrajin grabs him, wraps his arms around his waist, and connects with a release belly to belly overhead suplex that rocks the ring! Sirrajin gets back to his feet and is immediately met with a kick to the gut from Sebastian Ashe! Ashe then tries to suplex Sirrajin, but Killean blocks it and counters it by spinning Ashe around and nailing him with a release German Suplex! Ashe lands on the back of his head as he rolls out of the ring in obvious pain.

Richard: The pure strength and raw power from Sirrajin! The Supreme Machine is making his presence felt right now!

Nick: He is moving through Halo Uno at an alarming rate! Before long, he might just have to jump over to Halo Dos.

Richard: I wonder how long before Nova moves over there as well and locks it up with Ferguson. Something that I'm certain all of the fans want to see.

Nick: Yeah, but for now, it's about Sirrajin for now!

Sirrajin then looks around the ring and sizes up his next victim before spearing Seymour Almasy into the mat! Sirrajin eyes Almasy as people in the audience wonder if they're going to have to scrape Seymour off of the mat after that impressive display from The Supreme Machine! Sirrajin gets right back up to his feet and before he even knows it, Tony Gamble is attacking him! The two foes start trading punches with each other, but you can see the intensity in Gamble's eyes as he slams his shoulder into Sirrajin's gut a few times, pushing him into the corner! Gamble then begins to climb up the turnbuckle and starts slamming his fist into Sirrajin's forehead a few times before Killean picks Gamble up, carries him out of the corner, and powerbombs him!

Nick: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! I don't think we expected to see those turn of events!

Richard: I don't think that Gamble saw that coming! But, I'm certain that he just felt it.

Nick: Yeah, that's an understatement. Sirrajin is just tearing through this field right now as if it's nothing.

Richard: He comes in fresh and uses that to his advantage. The sign of a true veteran.

Nick: It's just a tad bit scary to see you cheering on someone like Sirrajin.

Richard: Right now, Nick, I'm just like a fan!

Back over in Halo Dos, Dawkins and Cobb are going at it with Dawkins in complete control! He pushes Hank into the corner before kneeing him in the midsection a few times! Dawkins then runs up the ropes, grabs Cobb's head, and slams his throat into the top rope, sending Cobb to the mat! The rather crafty and eager Dawkins then grabs onto the top rope and launches himself over it before connecting with a body splash onto the prone Cobb! Elsewhere in the ring, Rolo and Korver, Cobb's tag team partner, continue to go at it, with Rolo also in complete control! Rolo grabs Korver's leg and nails him with a single leg take down before rolling him over and putting him into the Camel Clutch! Korver starts to yell out in pain while Rolo just wrenches back on it, hoping to get Korver to tap out! However, Rolo is rudely interrupted as Cozen comes up from behind and nails Rolo with a scissors kick to the back of his head!

Richard: The action isn't slowing down in the least bit as Dawkins and Cobb goes at it, and Rolo and Cozen going at it as well. Just back and forth, people attacking different people.

Nick: Rolo hasn't lost a single step so far, matching up rather well with the different competitors in the ring. I think that Cozen and him continue to lock up though, and that's a sign of the future.

Richard: Nick, you're ruining my chances!

Nick: Yeah, I'm not talking about sexually, dumbass. I'm talking more about the fact that these two have some kind of hatred for one another.

Richard: Well, that happens when you get kicked in the head a few times. You tend to hate the person.

Meanwhile, in Halo Uno, Nova is fighting back to his feet after being let out of the sharpshooter! With Sirrajin in the ring, he knows it's only a matter of time before he's facing off against him, but for now he turns his focus on Valentine! The two eye each other, respect in their eyes, but lofty dreams in their hearts! They lock in the center of the ring with Nova quickly putting Vivica into a side headlock! Valentine tries to fight out of it, but doesn't quite have the strength to get Nova off of her! Nova, quick and crafty, spins around and puts Valentine into a hammerlock! With more of her body free to her, Valentine uses the ropes to her advantage as she kicks off of them and rolls over Nova's shoulder to break free of his grasp! With Nova in front of her, Vivica wraps her arm around Nova's waist and goes for a suplex, but Nova is able to block it and does a standing switch before connecting with a German Suplex on her!

Nick: And now Nova and Valentine are going after one another!

Richard: These two have fought a few times over in PTC, but now this is a whole another playing field!

Nick: And I think Valentine just learned that the hard way after that German Suplex.

Richard: Um... yeah. That would be a positive.

Nick: Or a negative, depending on how you look at it.

64:00

This is probably the most challenging record you ever put on your turntable…

Then "The Smurf Techno Remix" starts to blare through the sound system.

Nick: And here comes Bob Di'Las!

Richard: Who?

Nick: Bob Di'Las!

Richard: He's not a Seymour Almasy?

Nick: Nope, don't think so.

Richard: Blasphemy!

And from the back straight to the ring comes Di'Las who slides into Halo Dos! He wastes no time as he grabs onto the top rope, leaps to the top of it, and comes out flying with a springboard drop kick to the face of Enemigo IV! The fourth Enemigo goes down in a crash as Di'Las gets right back up to his feet and slams his fist into the face of Enemigo I a few times, picking up some momentum right from the get go! He then pushes Enemigo I into the ropes and whips him across the ring before nailing him with a back elbow that sends him crashing to the ground! Di'Las, desperately looking for a moving body, finds one in Cozen and immediately kicks her in the gut a few times before he bounces off the ropes and connects with a flip axe kick! The blow sends Cozen down to the ground and Swerve immediately drops onto his head and spins around three times before finishing off with a leg drop across Cozen's throat.

Richard: And "The Swerve" showing what he's made of!

Nick: Okay, now that was some good stuff right there.

Richard: Yeah, even I'm rather impressed.

Nick: I'm surprised.

Richard: Oddly enough, so am I!

Elsewhere in Halo Dos, Ferguson and Bonafide continue to go at it with Bonafide now climbing up the ladder to the second landing! Ferguson follows up behind him and slams his forearm against Bonafide's face! Bonafide crashes hard to the mat as Ferguson slams his knee into Bonafide's face!

Nick: And Ferguson just keeps ticking along here, coming up on 65 minutes.

Richard: I wonder what kind of mindset he's at right about now. Just going full speed in a match for 65 minutes can't be the easiest thing in the world.

Nick: No, it can't. Just has to wear on your nerves and your muscles. It's impressive to see Ferguson doing so well in this match.

Richard: That he has. He's just continued to impose his will on the entire Halo Dos roster!

Back over in Halo Uno, Gamble and Sirrajin continue to go at it with Sirrajin doing everything he can to keep the pesty Gamble at bay! Tony, ever elusive, bounces off the ropes and is able to connect with a clothesline on Sirrajin who just gets back up to his feet! Gamble though is already springboarding off the middle rope, going for a moonsault! Sirrajin however is able to catch him in mid air before connecting with a running powerslam that takes the air out of Gamble! Sirrajin then gets back up only to be met with a roundhouse kick from Crucifix! Sirrajin doesn't go down though as Crucifix follows that up with a rolling wheel kick!

Richard: And now Crucifix is taking it to Sirrajin!

Nick: Impressive showing from Crucifix thus far! Just showed up yesterday and now is just making his case as to why he should be in PRIME.

Richard: My vote's still for Cozen.

Nick: Not surprised. I don't think she'll fall for overweight, old, balding men who smell like piss half of the day.

Richard: You never know, she might be!

Back over in Halo Dos, Joey Melton turns his attention to Di'Las and nails him with a clothesline before getting on top of him and slamming his forearm into his face! Back up on the landing, Ferguson has got Bonafide back up to his feet, and Bonafide immediately slams his shoulder into Ferguson's gut before nailing him with an uppercut that's quickly followed up by a dropkick to Ferguson's knee! The Box Office Star goes down to the floor as Bonafide then follows that up with an elbow to the sternum! Back down in the ring, Cozen is getting the better of Enemigo IV! Cozen is just putting on a clinic at this point as she nails kick after kick to the Enemigo's back! From behind her, Enemigo I comes up and slams his forearm into Cozen's back! Cozen walks over a brief second, hurting from the surprise attack, but nails a knee-to-thigh Muay Thai strike that sends the first Enemigo down to the mat!

Richard: The action just keeps moving! Thank God we only have one of these a year.

Nick: Trust me, we're far from over Richard! I'm certain that we have so many superstars left to come out and so much action left to watch.

Richard: I might need to take a year off, Nick.

Nick: If I only I were so lucky.

Over in Halo Uno, Sirrajin has turned his attention back to Almasy as he clubs him in the back a few times with his elbow! Almasy clutches his back from the shivers being sent up and down his spine as Sirrajin whips him into the ropes and connects with a clothesline on the Final Fantasy! Almasy gets right back up to his feet though and Sirrajin whips him into the ropes again before connecting with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! As Killean gets back up to his feet, Sebastian Ashe slams both of his fists into Sirrajin's back! Ashe then turns him around and nails him with fist after fist until he's able to connect with an Argentine backbreaker that causes Sirrajin to squirm around in pain.

Nick: And now Almasy fighting back against Sirrajin.

Richard: Almasy, though small, is extremely strong, and is someone you don't want to miss with. Go Seymour!

Nick: What're you now part of his fan club?

Richard: I might be...

Nick: Richard, you have a membership card?!

Richard: I couldn't help it Nick, I couldn't help it!

Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Dusk is back up to his feet and squaring off with Union Jack who is focusing solely on his injured arm! However, Dusk slams his good elbow into Jack's throat, sending him into the ground! Jack though doesn't stay down for long as he bounces off the ropes and nails Dusk with a spear to the gut that sends the Intense Champion crashing into the mat! Jack then goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOO--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

But, The Lost Soul is able to kick out rather easily!

Richard: And Union Jack almost pulls out the elimination! SOOOOO close!

Nick: I think you would've jumped around all over the place, Richard.

Richard: Yeah, I'm pretty sure that will be the case.

Nick: But, Dusk, even with the pain he's going through, continues to grit it out.

Richard: That shoulder is going to come back to haunt him, I'm almost certain of it.

66:00

"Down" by Stone Temple Pilots

Nick: And here comes one half of the tag team champions, Aaron Andrews!

Richard: Weird to see him in singles action.

Nick: Yeah, it is, but he could really put his name on the map here tonight if he can go the distance.

Richard: If he does that, I'll give him a back rub.

Nick: Oooh, what a GREAT prize.

From the back comes Aaron Andrews who immediately dashes down the ramp and slides into Halo Uno! Upon his entrance, he's immediately met with a few elbows to the face from Wade Elliott, eager to dole out some punishment! He then pushes Andrews into the ropes and connects with a shattering clothesline that sends Andrews inside out! Elliott though is impatient for Andrews to get back up on his own, and drags him back to his feet before kicking him in the stomach a few times! Elliott then bounces off the ropes and connects with a lariat on Andrews! As Elliott gets back up he begins stomping away at Andrews, frustration and anger just pouring out of him. Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Nova and Valentine continue to go at it with Valentine now controlling the exchange as she nails him with an Osaka Street Cutter! Nova goes down, but isn't down for long! However, Valentine, executing perfectly so far in this match, is able to follow that up with a Samoan Neckbreaker! Nova goes down holding his neck in a world of pain!

Richard: And Valentine and Nova continue to go at it! These fans here are loving every single second of it!

Nick: I know I am, Richard!

Richard: So am I, though I think Nova might be wishing he had a blunt to smoke right about now.

Nick: Richard, you're just stuck on getting high now, aren't you?

Richard: He brings it out of me, Nick!

Nick: He brings it out of a lot of people, Richard.

Back over in Halo Dos, Ferguson and Bonafide have come off that landing with Ferguson back in control as he tosses Bonafide back into the ring! As he does that though, he's immediately met with a few fists from Joey Melton! After the third one, Ferguson drops onto the hard mesh flooring, but then rolls into the ring only for Melton to start stomping away at him with his boots to the back of Ferguson! From behind Melton though comes Tyler Rayne who nails him with a springboard back elbow! Melton goes down hard as Rayne gets back up to his, almost like a spark plug, and connects with a swinging neckbreaker on Enemigo I! The Enemigo goes down hard as Rayne gets back up to his feet and slams his left foot very accurately all up and down Enemigo I's rib cage!

Nick: You want to talk about someone having an impressive Dual Halo? Rayne has been extremely impressive here, and I think he has to be a contender to last till the very end and win the Dual Halo.

Richard: What would his wish be? A threesome with two Lindsay Troy's?

Nick: Like you would say no to that.

Richard: I didn't say that, Nick!

Over in Halo Uno, Union Jack continues the assault on Dusk as he whips him into the ropes and connects with a spinning spinebuster! The Intense Champion grabs his rib cage from the impact as Union Jack gets right back up to his feet and connects with a By Royal Appointment! The running knee drop sends Dusk to his knees as he grabs the injured shoulder that Jack just slammed his knee into!

Richard: And Union Jack just continues to the continuous punishment against Dusk! This is payback bitch for that superkick earlier!

Nick: You took that kick personal, didn't you Richard?

Richard: Yeah.

Nick: And he didn't even kick you.

Richard: I know!

Nick: So weird!

The stakes continue to rise as the minutes tick by. Halo Dos is starting to fire on all cylinders with action going all over the place! On the outside of the ring now, Cozen is battling Joey Melton, who continually looks up at the clock and wonders if Troy is even going to show up. Cozen doesn’t give a damn about Troy (easy to say when she’s not in the ring with you), firing with kick after kick that sends Melton into the cage! Cozen, sensing a chance to really put Melton down, bounces into the ropes before nailing a handstand and then slams her elbow into his face! Melton crashes down to the mat hard as Cozen saunters back into the ring and narrowly misses a spinning kick from Dawkins! Cozen goes to nail a Savate kick, but Dawkins is able to duck it before sending Cozen to the ground with a DDT! Dawkins though, full of energy, gets right back up to his feet and jumps up to the top rope. He pauses for only a brief second before connecting with a Frog Splash on Cozen!

Nick: And now Dawkins is back on the offensive! Melton, who's been relatively quiet so far in this match, just got his ass handed to him by Cozen, who on the flip side gets it from Dawkins!

Richard: Dawkins is continually showing these flashes of brilliance in the ring, and doing so against the likes of Cozen will get him noticed in a heartbeat.

Nick: Then why're you gripping a crowbar?

Richard: For hurting my precious.

Nick: Okay, now that's just scary.

Richard: MY PRECIOUS!

The pressure continues to become packed over in Halo Uno as Nova and Valentine continue to go at it! Nova now is complete control as he pushes Valentine into the corner before nailing her with a vicious uppercut! Valentine slumps into the corner as Nova grabs her and lifts her onto the top turnbuckle! Nova begins to climb up the turnbuckle, but Valentine stops him with a few fists to the jaw! Then, Valentine kicks him onto the mat! Vivica takes a second before pulling herself onto the top rope and looks down at the prone Nova before jumping off the top rope and connecting with a Shooting Star Press! The crowd goes completely wild as Valentine continues to fight with tenacity and skill!

VALENTINE! VALENTINE! VALENTINE! VALENTINE!

Richard: And these fans in Monterrey, Mexico just love Vivica Valentine!

Nick: She has come out here and made her mark in the early workings of this match, Richard.

Richard: Oh, I agree on that. She's been extremely impressive against Nova as the two have just gone back and forth over the past few minutes.

Nick: That's a rivalry that I could watch time and time again because of their skills in the ring.

Back over in Halo Dos, Tyler Rayne has got Enemigo I up off the mat and sends him into the ropes before connecting with a Foreplay! Enemigo I goes down to the mat hard, clutching his chest! Rayne, momentum racing through his veins, hops back to his feet and runs up to the top rope! He smiles before he leaps off the top rope and connects with the Flying Fornication! The impact shakes the entire ring as Rayne goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Enemigo I

As Rayne rolls off Enemigo I, he catches a glimpse from Wade Elliott who is just sneering at Rayne.

Nick: And Enemigo I is gone just like that!

Richard: Rayne picking up another elimination.

Nick: I'm going to have to start compiling some facts and figure out who has the most eliminations thus far.

Richard: I don't know, but from the look on Elliott's face, he doesn't care about eliminations, he cares about beating Rayne senseless.

Nick: Yeah... that's not somebody I would want coming after me.

68:00

"I Hope You Die" by the Bloodhound Gang plays over the pa system, as Tony Davis, dressed in blue with question marks all over his body, walks out from the backstage area.

Richard: And now we've got one of the crazier entrants to the Dual Halo match! Former IWO World Heavyweight Champion Tony Davis!

Nick: Too bad he hasn't done anything in a decade.

Richard: Pip down. Since entering PRIME, Team VIAGRA have garnered quite a bit of popular reaction from the PRIME faithful.

Tony Davis cautiously walks towards the ring. He rests his back against the steel structure, and pulls out an old game boy. The chords to the famous Tetris game ring out over the arena.

Nick: Heh, well, perhaps I'm a fan of Tony. He's playing this smart, refusing to enter the ring.

Richard: I don't know if he knows he has to. And now the official is arguing, he's forcing Tony to enter the ring, and he took his Game Boy!

Nick: That's six months in jail for robbery!

He then enters Halo Dos before being kicked in the back of the head by Harley Douglas! The former TEAM Free For All Champion takes it right to Tony Davis, nailing him with forearm after forearm to the back of his neck before allowing Davis to get back up to his feet! Douglas then pushes him into the ropes and whips him across the ring before connecting with a clothesline that sends Davis back down to the mat! Douglas then bounces off the ropes and nails a leg drop across his throat! Elsewhere in Halo Dos, Rayne is back up to his feet and back on the attack, this time with Enemigo IV his victim! The fourth Enemigo is not happy after having his brother eliminated, but is unable to do much to slow down Tyler Rayne who is just lighting it up in the early goings of this match! He whips the fourth Enemigo into the ropes and goes for a boot to the face, but Enemigo IV is able to duck it! As Rayne turns around, he's met with the sight of seeing the fourth Enemigo soaring through the air and connecting with a head scissors take down!

Nick: And the fourth Enemigo is able to take down Rayne!

Richard: Wow, I don't think I expected to see that.

Nick: Same here, but indeed it happened.

Richard: Not certain that Rayne is going to be happy after that. Just like I'm certain Tony Davis was hoping for a better entrance then getting beat on by Harley Douglas.

Nick: Yeah, I think that was obvious.

Over in Halo Uno, Crucifix is on the attack as he goes right after Sirrajin. Sirrajin slams his forearm into Crucifix's face a few times and then goes for a short arm clothesline, but Crucifix is able to duck it! As Sirrajin turns around, Crucifix manages to nail a stiff kick to the face of Sirrajin that sends him into the ropes! Crucifix backs up a few steps before connecting with a Rising Storm Kick that sends Sirrajin crashing to the outside! Crucifix then bounces off the ropes, leaps onto the top rope and uses it as a springboard before nailing an Asai Moonsault into a DDT that sends Sirrajin crashing HARD into the steel mesh!

Richard: Is Crucifix taking it to Sirrajin or what?

Nick: Yeah, Crucifix is not backing down from anyone in this match. He could very well be a future champion in PRIME if he keeps this up.

Richard: He could win the Golden Ticket before you know it.

Nick: Very true!

Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Nova and Valentine have gone their separate ways with Nova focusing on Tony Gamble, his former Fuck You cohort! Nova kicks Gamble in the gut a few times before whipping him into the ropes and connecting with a spinebuster! On the other side of the ring, Valentine and Elliott have started going after one another trading punch after punch with Elliott getting the upper hand before sending her into the corner and slamming her to the mat with an uppercut followed up by a hip toss out of the corner!

Nick: And Valentine and Elliott mixing it up! These two could go at it for hours and I think the fans would just eat it up.

Richard: I think I would fall asleep.

Nick: What if Vivica was naked?

Richard: Nick, I would be standing on this table je--

Nick: Alright, alright! Enough!

Back over in Halo Dos, Hank Cobb and Colby Korver have finally managed to team back up together as they slam Ferguson to the ground with a back body drop! D.U.I. then grabs Ferguson up off the mat, but Korver is quickly interrupted by Di'Las who kicks him in the knee! Korver begins to hop around as Di'Las bounces off the ropes and nails a jumping front kick to Korver who crashes down to the mat! Ferguson, now free from Cobb and Korver, nails Cobb with a jab to his jaw that sends Cobb to the floor. Yet, he gets right back up only for Ferguson to nail a Spinning Toe Hold on him! Ferguson, feeling the energy racing through his veins gets back up to his feet and immediately nails Enemigo IV with the Fergoplex!

Nick: FERGOPLEX! FERGOPLEX! FERGOPLEX!

Richard: I hate when you do that.

Nick: I know, that's why I screamed it right in your ear.

Richard: You're rather juvenile.

Nick: And you're rather ugly.

The crowd goes crazy for Ferguson while Cozen and Rolo lock back up in the center of the ring. Rolo keeps the pressure up on the mysterious Cozen though as he begins nailing elbow after elbow to her face, hoping to slow her down. It begins to work as he's able to connect with a Snap Clothesline that sends her to the ground, but not for long. She gets right back up only to be sent back to the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex! Cozen though is amazingly tough as she gets back up to her feet. Rolo is ready for her though as he connects with a superkick that sends her to the outside and onto the hard mesh!

Richard: And Rolo and Cozen back it with Rolo superkicking her!

Nick: Cozen is seriously taking a beating in this match, but at the same time has kept the intensity up in the match to warrant her Dark Horse status!

Richard: She can be my dark hor--

Nick: Stop talking, Richard.

Meanwhile, in Halo Uno, Elliott and Valentine continue to go at it, the crowd just eating it up as Valentine corners Elliott and continues to fight with the resiliency that she's known for. With each boot connecting, Elliott can feel the life being sucked out of him! Valentine then steps back a few inches before she runs right at him, hops onto the middle rope and nails an enzuigiri that sends Elliott crashing down to the mat face first! He covers his face in agony as Valentine hops onto the second rope and comes crashing down with a 900 degree splash that gets the crowd roaring!

Nick: And Valentine keeps going and going! Very impressive so far in this match.

Richard: This is the kind of match that she could win.

Nick: I don't think I would've expected you to say that, Richard.

Richard: What can I say, Nick? I'm a mysterious kind of guy.

Nick: You're only saying that because Cozen is so mysterious.

Richard: ...yeah, well.

70:00

The lights cut and silence reigns for a second.

DUN-DUN—DUN-DUN-DUN-DUN!

Lights flash, then stop.

DUN-DUN—DA-DA-DA-DUN!

Again, but this time, a silhouette steps out from behind the curtain.

DUN-DUN—DUN-DUN-DUN-DUN!

They all recognize the tune.

DUN-DUN—DA-DA-DA-DUN!

"All Along the Watchtower."

The crowd gives a mighty pop as the guitar starts in and silver pyros light up the sides of the stage with a bang, the arena becoming bright again. Easton Hall storms down the ramp, ripping off his black Rwake t-shirt and tying his hair back with a headband.

There must be some kinda way outta here!
Said the joker to the thief!
There's too much confusion!
I can't – get no relief!

Nick: Oh boy, here comes a heavy favorite!

Richard: Whatever. He needs to shave.

Nick: What does that have to do with his wrestling ability?

Richard: Everything, Nick, everything.

Just by looking at him, you know that he's in this for the long haul as this kind of match is just right up his alley. As he walks into Halo Uno, he just looks around, people immersed in their own personal battles, and decides not to waste any more time as he goes straight for Seymour Almasy. He comes out with a tenacity to him that shows he's raised his game for this particular match as he tackles Almasy to the ground before slamming elbow after blow into the Final Fantasy's face! He then pulls Almasy up to his feet and whips him into the ropes before nailing him with a release over the head belly-to-belly suplex! Almasy soars through the air and lands hard on his back! Hall gets right back up though and drags Almasy up with him before putting him into an abdominal stretch! With Almasy's chest and stomach exposed, Hall slams his forearm into it repeatedly before lifting him up on his shoulder and slamming him back to the ground with a powerslam!

Richard: And Hall taking it right to the entire Halo Uno.

Nick: Halo Uno has been rocking over the past few minutes, with superstar after superstar entering over there.

Richard: Halo Dos might be rocking in a minute though depending on who goes through that tunnel!

With the 70th minute mark, the tunnel opens and Bob "The Swerve" Di'Las hops into the tunnel and races into Halo Uno! Yet, the minute he enters the Halo, he's met with a swift kick to the face from Crucifix who tosses him into the ring! Meanwhile Union Jack and Sebastian Ashe head over to Halo Dos, immediately getting into it with Danny Ferguson and Tyler Rayne respectively.

Nick: And we've got some people going to the different Halo's mixing the action up, and hoping to get some momentum behind them.

Richard: I think Union Jack might've preferred to stay over in Halo Uno instead of matching up against Danny Ferguson.

Nick: Yeah, that might end up being the truth. Ashe though is getting his ass handed to him by Rayne!

In Halo Uno though, Crucifix is putting on another clinic, kick after kick, causing bruises to appear on Di'Las body! Crucifx then connects with the Mecca Driver! Di'Las though continues to fight, hoping to get Crucifix on his feet, but as he gets up to his feet, he's immediately met with the Phoenix Eye! Di'Las falls to the ground, nearly unconscious from the blow. Crucifix immediately goes for the cover on Di'Las!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Bob "The Swerve" Di'Las

Seconds pass as Crucifix rolls off of Di'Las, who had just entered the Halo Uno only to be... crucified.

Richard: Okay, we're both wrong. Di'Las should've stayed over in Halo Uno!

Nick: He was there for mere seconds before Crucifix had him for a snack!

Richard: Okay, remind me never to piss off Crucifix.

Nick: Same here!

Back over in Halo Dos, the action keeps moving, never ending. Tony Rolo and Harley Douglas lock up in the middle of the ring with Douglas getting on top of Rolo, pinning him into the corner! They slowly break the collar-and-elbow tie-up, but then Douglas slams his forearm into Rolo's chest! Rolo howls out in a world of pain but doesn't get a chance to recuperate as Douglas does the same thing again! He then goes to whip Rolo across the ring into the opposite corner, but Rolo manages to reverse it mid-way through and sends Douglas flying across the ring! Douglas then stumbles out of it as Rolo bounces off the ropes and nails an old-fashioned bulldog!

Nick: And Harley Douglas starting to look rather impressive as he takes down Tony Rolo.

Richard: You know who else can take down Tony Rolo?

Nick: I'm afraid to ask, but whom?

Richard: A pair of legs! HOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick: Yeah, that wasn't anywhere close to being funny.

Meanwhile, in Halo Uno, the list keeps on shrinking while people keep piling into Halo Dos! However, the action keeps popping as Dusk is back up on his feet, looking a little better after injuring his arm. He hones in on Crucifix who he slams to the ground with a vertical suplex! Crucifix gets right back up though and Dusk just kicks him square in the gut before lifting up high in the air again and holding him up there! Dusk shows his strength and toughness as he holds Crucifix up there before jerking his head downwards, sending more blood to Crucifix's brain. He does it again and one more time before finishing the triple-pump brainbuster!

Richard: I really thought Dusk was going to be done after that arm injury.

Nick: I think a lot of us thought that but from the looks of it, Dusk isn't going anywhere quite yet! He's showing a lot of fortitude by keeping himself in this match and making himself a viable contender.

Richard: Oh, I wouldn't call him that. You don't walk into the Halo with an injury or anything like that and expect to last a long time. This thing is a beast. It will eat you alive!

In Halo Dos, Rayne is slamming his fist into Aaron Andrews' jaw before he whips him into the ropes and nails him with a back body drop! As Andrews gets back to his feet though, Rayne is ready for him as he knees him in the stomach before nailing him with a bridging Northern Lights Suplex!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Aaron Andrews!

Nick: And Aaron Andrews is gone! Rayne has gotten another elimination!

Richard: Weren't you supposed to find out how many people he's eliminated?

Nick: Yeah, I guess I should work on that.

Richard: You shouldn't be allowed to talk until that's clear, you got it?!

Nick: Stop talking.

Richard: When did that become your new phrase?

Nick: Since I decided to stop being nice to you.

Richard: Well, that makes me sad.

Nick: And Caldera's going to work on Melton!

Richard: Goddamnit, I'm so torn here! I hate Caldera with the fire of a thousand white-hot suns, but you'd have to have been born yesterday if you don't know the reason why Melton's here. Don't we have enough sappy, pukey crap surrounding Troy as-is without this joker coming back?

Nick: Rich, just because the last time you got laid was about the time Christ came down off the cross doesn't mean you need to interject your surliness in here.

Richard: My surliness is the reason why I get paid the big bucks, Boy Scout.

Caldera tosses the slightly shorter and lighter Melton into a corner and starts putting the heavy boots to him, following up with a elbow to the throat and then some hard hands to the Unifier's chiseled jawline.

Richard: Hey! HEY! That's a face that's sold out the Egg Dome in Tokyo, pal!

Nick: Does anyone even call it that anymore? And weren't you just against Melton?

Richard: My favoritism comes and goes, like the tide. Do you remember Melton's first day on the job here in PRIME? He wanted the Sounds of the Ocean pumped through his pant leg. GENIUS, I tell you.

Nick: Oh dear God...

Caldera is unrelenting, wrapping his hands around Melton's throat, pushing the envelope when reprimanded by a referee and then going right back on the attack after the warning is served. Melton appears helpless, unable to stave off the attack, until the countdown hits zero, a familiar scratch intro cues up and the roof gets rocked for the umpteenth time this weekend.

72:00

Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain 'gain
Ladies and gentlemen

Once again 'gain
Once again 'gain, 'gain, 'gain, 'gain
Yo, Adrenaline

ADRENALINE. THE ROOTS.

Nick: HERE COMES THE UNIVERSAL AND UNIFIED CHAMPION, AND SHE'S BARRELING TO THE RING AS FAST AS HER TIRED LEGS CAN TAKE HER!

It's true. Lindsay Troy is drained. Wiped out. F'n exhausted even. Two grueling matches in two days will do that to a person. But ask any roadie in the back that was in a 10 yard proximity of her when Melton strolled out through the curtain and they'll tell you that the Queen didn't look so tired anymore. The word "fatigued" no longer existed in her vocabulary.

Lindsay Troy looked like a caged animal.

Richard: Now this...this is going to get interesting...

Nick: Don't even tell me you're on the Troy bandwagon now.

Richard: I'm on the "See if her head will explode" bandwagon. And with all her different "friendships" being muddled, plus her ex-husband being here, I've got it happening within a half-hour from now.

Troy dives into Halo Dos and immediately makes a beeline for the GCW Figurehead, who didn't expect the run-down double champ to get there quite as fast as she did. She launches herself into Caldera's midsection, taking him down with a spear and then going to town on his face with taped-up fists. With every punch that's rained down, the crowd counts along, while Melton tries to get his bearings in the corner.

Nick: I don't know if this is so much her saving Melton as it is her taking the opportunity to get some more licks in on her GCW rival, but the crowd is loving it nonetheless!

Richard: As are you, fanboy.

Nick: Any day someone gives Caldera what he deserves is a day that I'm happy.

Melton manages to shake the stars from his eyes and a smirk crosses his face once he sees the predicament Caldera's gotten himself into...and who put him there. The Sexual All-American walks over to where Troy's still working over Caldera and starts putting the boots to the head of the Establishment. The world started to come into sync again; Corona poured forth from the rocks and the trees, tequila rained down from the heavens; Girls Gone Wild made a return trip from across the border...

...until Lindsay Troy grabbed Melton's foot mid-stomp.

Richard: I guess the second honeymoon's over.

Nick: Troy's got Melton's foot in her grasp. This isn't looking good.

Troy rises to her feet while Melton attempts to stay upright by hopping on one foot. He throws his hands up in a defensive gesture while Troy goes wild-eyed.

Troy: What the HELL are you doing here?!

Richard: That was the fifty-thousand dollar question. Can she go for a hundred?

Melton: Look, baby, it's like this...

Troy: No, it's not like ANYTHING, Joey! When are you going to learn, huh? You can't just keep showing up all--

Melton: Iceberg, right ahead!

Troy whips her head around and just narrowly ducks a flying kick from the now-standing Caldera. In the process of not meeting some leather, she manages to release Melton's foot. Caldera gets his footing again and is greeted with a stereo stomp to the gut and a DDT from the former Business and Pleasure tandem.

Melton and Troy rise at the same time and exchange a glance again. It seems, for a moment, like the chemistry had returned and the "first couple" mentality could be saved after all. That delusion only lasts for a few seconds, though, as she quickly grabs Melton and repeats her question to him as to why he's there, before she's attacked from behind by Union Jack! He spins her around and plants her in the middle of the ring with a DDT!

Nick: And what a way to pick your moment! Union Jack with the DDT on Troy and that's something that'll be replayed for years to come on his highlight reel.

Richard: Good. It should be. Show that long-legged freak what it means to be a PRIME Superstar.

Nick: First off, Richard, she is a PRIME Superstar. Right now, she's THE PRIME Superstar! Second of all, I'm glad we've finally resumed our positions in life.

Richard: Positions. Hehehe!

Nick: You're a complete idiot.

Back over in Halo Uno, there are four match-ups going on, that would be a treat to any fan of wrestling. Dusk and Crucifix are going at it with Dusk just taking it to Crucifix, frustration and anger just pouring out of him! Meanwhile, Almasy and Sirrajin continue to go at it, two monster names in the sport with Sirrajin connecting with a belly-to-belly suplex on Seymour, every fiber of his being screaming to break the little man into a million pieces. Elsewhere, you have Nova and Gamble on the mat together with Nova getting Gamble to scream with an armbar. Finally, in the center of the ring, you have Valentine and Elliott going at it, the back and forth action picking up the pace as Valentine loves to move fast! She whips Elliott into the ropes and bends over to nail a back body drop, but Elliott slams his boot into her chest! She shoots straight up as Elliott kicks her in the midsection and nails a powerbomb that shakes the entire ring!

Richard: And Elliott might've just scrambled her brains on that! I don't know if there's anyone who has imposed their will on this match as much as Wade has here tonight!

Nick: Ever?

Richard: EVER!

Nick: Elliott has definitely been impressive. He's one of those tailor-made athletes for this match and he's done his job at just picking people apart and taking them out of the match. Depending on how the rest of the match goes, he could be looking at the Golden Ticket when it's all said and done.

Richard: And who knows what he wants.

Nick: I don't think even he knows what he wants.

Lindsay Troy begins to pull herself up back to her feet as she blocks a kick to her ribs from Sebastian Ashe. She then pushes him away and right into Danny Ferguson who kicks in the stomach before whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a dropkick. This gives Troy a chance to get back to her feet as she walks over to Ashe who is getting up to his feet and kicks him in the midsection before she bounces off the ropes and connects with a frontflip legdrop across his neck and sends him crashing down to the mat!

Nick: And Sebastian Ashe, welcome to PRIME!

Richard: I guess you're not a real member of PRIME until you've had your ass handed to you by Leggy!

Nick: Apparently not. But, seriously, the not-brightest thing to do in this match is attack Lindsay Troy. She has friends all over the place ready to protect her if need be.

Richard: And the scary thing is that she doesn't even need them.

Nick: I know!

Valentine starts to get to her feet as Elliott just stands over her, waiting patiently. From behind though comes Nova turns Elliott around and sends him flying over the top rope! The Risen Star wastes no time as he bounces off the ropes and nails a suicide dive on Elliott! Wade winces from the impact onto the hard mesh as Valentine gets back up to her feet. She looks at the semi-carnage outside of the ring and immediately bounces off the ropes, hops onto the top rope, and nails a Senton Bomb on both Elliott and Nova! In the ring itself, Crucifix has started to get the better of Dusk as he nails fist after fist to the jaw of the Intense Champion. He then whips him into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but the agile Dusk is able to duck it. As Crucifix turns around, he's unable to dodge Dusk as he launches himself from the top rope and nails a moonsault on him!

Richard: And Dusk just continues to fight and fight, not willing to give up this match! Just give up!

Nick: I don't know if Dusk knows the meaning of giving up. He's just all over the place, biding his time. You can see that he's being a little more patient then most evenings, picking his spots as he tries to make it to the final ten and then let loose.

Richard: Which, I might hate on Dusk, but when he starts letting loose he's someone you want to stay away from. That superkick is one that can take people out from any position at any time. He's become really good at that just letting it fly.

Nick: Yeah, he really has. Valentine though going after Elliott and Nova. Impressive.

Richard: You know it!

Rayne meanwhile has Tony Davis on the ropes before slamming his elbow into his throat! Davis stumbles forward as Rayne scoops him up into a schoolboy roll-up!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Eliminated: Tony Davis

Rayne then rolls off of Davis and stands up before smiling at Troy, picking up yet another elimination!

Richard: And now RAYNE has taken out Davis! He keeps on going, taking everyone down in sight!

Nick: It's becoming scary how easy it is for him. He's kind of like the Danny Ferguson of this Halo.

Richard: Let's see how long he can keep it up though. Just because you're eliminating people doesn't mean that you're going to go far in this match.

74:00

"Bad as Can" by BEETLEJUICE suddenly bumps through the PA system, the crowd rises to their feet in anticipation, and the curtain parts. It is Ice Tre ... and DAMN is he a sight!?! Dressed in a bedazzled blue/white ring coat, no shirt, and blue tights, Ice Tre trots down the aisle, brimming with confidence and all-smiles. Tonight is the night.

Nick: And here comes the man from Empire Pro.

Richard: Where?

Nick: Empire Pro.

Richard: Am I supposed to have heard of that or something?

Nick: Yeah.

Richard: Well, I haven't.

Nick: Well, okay.

You can tell he's ready as he sprints down the ramp and slides right into Halo Uno where he runs smack into Killean Sirrajin! Sirrajin immediately clubs him in the face a few times with his forearms! He then whips Tre into the ropes and goes for a big boot to the face, but Tre is able to slide under his leg! As Sirrajin turns around, he's blasted in the face with a stiff punch from Tre that sends Sirrajin back a few steps! Tre goes for it again, but Sirrajin is able to dodge it and picks Tre up for a sidewalk slam! Tre rolls around in pain while Sirrajin gets up only to get knocked in the face by Almasy with a roundhouse kick and then an elbow to the sternum!

Richard: Well, I would say that was not very impressive.

Nick: I would say not as well.

Richard: I mean, seconds into running into Halo Uno, you get kicked in the face, slammed to the ground, an elbow to the sternum, and a roundhouse kick.

Nick: I think we get the point Richard.

Richard: Good, just checking.

Nick: Yeah, alright.

Back over in Halo Dos, Troy and Melton are back to bickering inbetween brawling with the other Halo Dos members, but this time Lindsay stays on her toes as she dodges Hank Cobb's misguided attempt at a clothesline! Melton though takes the brunt of the force! As Cobb turns around, Lindsay slams a fist and then another fist to the face of Cobb before whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a flying back elbow! Cobb goes down in a mess while Cozen goes after Sebastian Ashe and knees him a few times before grabbing his head, running up the turnbuckle, and nailing a modified Diamond Cutter! Ashe grabs his head in a world of pain while Cozen gets back up and slams her forearm into the back of Union Jack.

Nick: Hank Cobb, meeting Lindsay Troy. Lindsay Troy, meet Hank Cobb. Cobb, meet the floor and Troy's fists!

Richard: Aren't you so clever.

Nick: My mother always did say that I had a way with words.

Richard: Well, that way is putting me to sleep.

Nick: Shut up.

With the action swiftly picking up, Dusk turns his attention to Almasy as he blasts him in the face a few times with a couple of right jabs! The PTC legend stumbles into the ropes before Dusk attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Almasy is able to reverse and sends Dusk flying into the ropes. Yet, Dusk picks up speed and flies off the ropes and nails a flying crossbody on Seymour! Both men are quick back to their feet as The Final Fantasy attempts a roundhouse kick on the Lost Soul, but Dusk is able to block it, kicking Almasy in the gut and sends him to one knee. Dusk then backs up a few steps before connecting with a Shining Wizard on Almasy! The crowd goes crazy for Dusk who is taking the fight right to Almasy.

DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK!

Richard: And I think Dusk has finally woken up, even though he's taking it right to Almasy!

Nick: Dusk is just flying all over the place, and I think he's finally comfortable with his injury.

Richard: Comfortable with his injury? That might be the dumbest thing I've heard all night.

Nick: Well, stick around because I'm certain that the match is far from over and I'll say something else that you find equally stupid.

Richard: Oh Goody!

Halo Dos sees Dawkins and Ashe going at it now, with Dawkins in firm control. The Flyin' Hawaiian connects with a few kicks to the midsection, keeping the pressure on Sebastian before whipping him into the ropes and nailing him with a hurricarana! He then hooks his legs, hoping to knock Ashe out of the match!

OOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yet, somehow Ashe is able to kick out of the predicament he found himself in!

Richard: Close call for Ashe!

Nick: Dawkins could've taken him out right then and there!

Back over in Halo Uno, Dusk is keeping the heat coming as he whips Almasy into the ropes and nails him with a shattering spinebuster! Dusk rolls off of Almasy who is heated from the encounter and gets back up to his feet. As he turns back to Dusk though...

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

Almasy is hit with the Lights Out! Seymour falls to the mat as Dusk goes for the cover on him!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Seymour Almasy

Dusk then rolls off of Almasy and pulls himself back up to his feet, satisfied with connecting the superkick on the Final Fantasy. Yet, he doesn't get to celebrate for long as he turns around and is met with a kick to the gut from Gamble!

Nick: And the PTC Legend, Seymour Almasy, is out of here! That superkick just knocked his lights out!

Richard: See, I know what you just did. That was clever.

Nick: I do try my best Richard.

Richard: That's a good thing, I guess.

76:00

Then, "Wait" by Earshot begins to play in the arena!

Richard: Now this is MY boy!

Nick: Youngblood?

Richard: Yep!

Nick: This pompous jackass?!

Richard: Look, you like Troy and you don't see me insulting her.

Nick: Yes I do!

Richard: Well, fair point, but this man is destined to be the Dual Halo winner!

Nick: We'll see about that.

The crowd immediately begins to boo the arrival of Brandon Youngblood, last seen in PRIME just a few weeks ago. The former 5-Star Champion walks down the ramp, looking at his future victims with a careful gaze. Finally, he enters Halo Dos, but is quickly taken to the ground by Easton Hall who begins slamming forearm after forearm into the face of Youngblood! Hall gets right back to his feet and Youngblood isn't far behind him. Youngblood comes firing back with fists of his own, fury pouring out of him, but he's quickly stopped by Hall who knees him in the midsection before sending him chest first into the turnbuckle! Youngblood falls to the ground from the constant assault by Easton who drags him away from the corner and puts him into an armbar, wearing down the former 5-Star Champion!

Nick: I'm guessing that Hall wasn't too happy with Youngblood just leaving before he had a chance to beat his ass.

Richard: Survey says?! Nope, not too happy!

Nick: And I think Youngblood might be thinking of just leaving.

Richard: Maybe that's why he left last time? Not interested in getting beaten down by an animal like Hall?

Nick: Did you just give him a compliment?

Richard: I called him an animal.

Nick: Good point.

Back over in Halo Uno, Dusk is getting back up to his feet after being attacked by Gamble. As he turns his head, he has to duck quickly before getting his head taken off by Vivica Valentine who is gunning for him! She turns around and blocks a kick from him to her midsection before spinning him around. Yet, as he does so, he launches at her with a Dragon Whip. Valentine goes down in a slump. Meanwhile, Ice Tre and Crucifix begin to go at it with Crucifix in complete control unlike earlier! He goes for a clothesline on Ice Tre, but Tre is able to duck it, but as he turns back around, he's blasted in the face with a Typhoon Tail.

Richard: Okay, I think Ice Tre just needs to walk out of the match at this point.

Nick: Yeah, I would have to agree with that assessment. Getting just kicked in the face repeatedly is no fun.

Richard: You don't say!

Nick: I do say!

Joey Melton looks around the ring and notices just how packed the Halo Dos is. He doesn't get to ponder for long though as he's grabbed by the shoulders by Sebastian Ashe who plows into him with a shoulderblock! Melton gets right back up to his feet only to be met with an uppercut that sends him into the ropes that Ashe follows up with a clothesline over the top rope! Ashe turns around and manages to dodge a clothesline from Hank Cobb! As Cobb turns around, Ashe slams his elbow right into his jaw, making Hank rather dizzy as Ashe whips him into the ropes and nails him with a hip toss before dropping a leg across Cobb's arm!

Nick: The back and forth action in this match is sometimes too hard to keep up with!

Richard: It can definitely keep you busy, but as we've said several times throughout the broadcast, this is a special treat to the fans at home that get to watch a few hours of solid wrestling from some of the best competitors in the sport!

Nick: True dat!

Richard: Seriously, Nick, you're not black.

In Halo Uno, Valentine keeps the assault up on Dusk, after having Dusk nail her with a Dragon Whip. She whips him into the ropes and nails him with a spinning heel kick! Dusk crashes hard to the mat as Valentine walks over to the corner and climbs to the top rope. She eyes Dusk for a single moment before leaping off the top rope and goes for a corkscrew moonsault, but Dusk is able to get his knees up in time! Valentine crashes hard into his knees and rolls off of him grabbing her abdomen area! Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Elliott has Crucifix backed into a corner and starts punching away, wearing down the Open Invitational Star who's had a hot start to the match! He then whips him across the ring and connects with a boot to the face of Crucifix who goes down clutching his face.

Richard: And the matchup between Crucifix and Elliott is an intriguing one because of the fact that both athletes have been very impressive in this match thus far.

Nick: Very true and if they keep on this path then they'll be in the match as it ends.

Richard: You think we could be seeing two of the top ten right here?

Nick: It's very possible at this stage of the match, but who knows who hasn't entered the match to this point.

Back over in Halo Dos, Harley Douglas nails Lindsay Troy with a snap suplex, but as he gets back up, he's tackled to the ground by Tyler Rayne who has been all over the place in this match!

Nick: Once again, bad idea to attack Troy!

Richard: Amen!

78:00

"This Is Gonna Hurt" by Frameshift.

Digital. Mortality.

Nick: THE PRIME KILLER!

Richard: Uh-Oh... who will he take out this time around?

Nick: A very good question as he has the ability and skill to take out anyone in PRIME it would seem like.

Richard: Why haven't we signed this guy to a contract yet?

Nick: That would be another very good question.

From the back steps the one known as the PRIME Killer, Digital Mortality. The Monterrey Crowd goes wild for their Hispanic brother who sprints down the ramp and immediately jumps into Halo Uno! The first person that Mortality runs into is Ice Tre who starts lighting it up with fist after first, but Mortality quickly changes the momentum as he whips Tre into the ropes and takes him down a high knee to the chest! Tre goes down clutching his chest as Mortality pulls him back up to his feet and nails him with a snap suplex, and goes for the quick cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOO--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

But even before the referee can finish his two count, Ice Tre is able to break free. Mortality gets back up only for Gamble to come up behind him and go for a classic roll-up on Mortality!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE

TWOOO-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And DigiMort as well is able to kick out! Mortality gets back up and narrowly dodges a clothesline from Gamble! As Gamble bounces off the rope again, Mortality lifts him up and nails him with a Samoan Drop that shakes the ring from the force of Mortality!

Richard: Some close calls there! Ice Tre and DigiMort could've almost been eliminated right then and there!

Nick: That's the name of the game in the Dual Halo.

Richard: I really feel like you get cornier and cornier as the years pass on.

Nick: There's only so many times you can say the same thing over and over again before I just go comatose and want to just let the actions of the finest wrestlers in the world speak for themselves.

Richard: How poetic.

In Halo Dos, Dawkins and Bonafide lock up, and Bonafide starts to get the advantage until he's attacked from behind by Union Jack who takes both men down with a clothesline! Both men are back up to their feet though as Bonafide takes exception to being attacked by Jack and slams him to the mat with a simple hip toss. As Union Jack gets back up though, Dawkins sends him right back down to the mat with a drop kick! Jack though keeps fighting through the pain as he gets back up to his feet and he's sent back down to the mat with a spinning DDT!

Nick: And Bryan Dawkins is starting to pain his name as a Dark Horse in this match!

Richard: He really is as he's just popping up everywhere and doing his best to take on everyone.

Nick: Do you think that is a smart strategy?

Richard: Oh, I didn't say that, but it doesn't mean it's not impressive.

Nick: You're an oddity in itself, Richard.

Digital Mortality gets back up to his feet and notices Valentine stomping away at Dusk, the force shaking the entire ring. DigiMort comes up behind Vivica and spins her around before slamming a few forearms into her face! He then pushes her into the ropes and whips her across the ring, but she's able to take him down with a Repentance! The step-up Enziguiri sends Mortality to the ground as she bounces off the ropes and nails a rolling kneedrop across his chest! Mortality clutches at his chest as Valentine gets back up and goes right after Mortality again, but she's stopped in her tracks as Dusk pulls her around and takes her down with a Dragonscrew! She crumples to the ground as Dusk gets right back up and bounces off the ropes before nailing a running Shooting Star Press on Valentine!

Richard: Do you think Dusk wants to win this match?! Because he's really putting his body on the line here again and looks to want to just take people out so he can get that Golden Ticket!

Nick: What do you think someone like Dusk would want with the Golden Ticket?

Richard: A date with Lindsay?

Nick: Shut up.

Richard: And do you think Mortality even knows where he's at right now?

Nick: That's not a good possibility.

Richard: Ladies and Gentlemen, my human figure 8 ball.

Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Ice Tre and Tony Gamble go at it with Gamble in complete control! Tre then tries to whip Gamble into the ropes, but as he does so, Gamble grabs his arm, and slides through his legs before turning him around and nailing a DDT on him! Tre's head bounces off the canvas as Gamble climbs the nearest turnbuckle and connects with a moonsault on his fallen victim!

Nick: And Ice Tre is kind of being treated like the stepkid out there in the Dual Halo.

Richard: At this point? Kind of embarassing.

Nick: I would think it's past that point actually.

Richard: I was trying to be nice, Nick.

Nick: Sorry.

In Halo Dos, Steven Caldera is on top of Harley Douglas, just unleashing upon him! Douglas tries to cover up, but is unable to do so as Caldera slams his knee into Harley's chest repeatedly! On the other side of the ring, Ferguson has taken Union Jack and slams his head into the top turnbuckle! As Union Jack stumbles backwards, Ferguson connects with a German Suplex on the British Superstar!

Richard: And Danny Ferguson with the German Suplex on Union Jack!

Nick: We're about to come up on the 80th minute and Ferguson is still fighting!

Richard: He's been rather impressive thus far in this match, just ticking right along, but still without an elimination.

Nick: Kind of a surprise when you consider his records the past couple of years in terms of eliminations.

80:00

The infamous guitar rifts of AC/DC resonate throughout PRIME’s temporary residence for the evening. The crowd, full of belligerent capitalists, immediately rises to their feet and begin to shout greetings at PRIME’s Commie Emo before he is even on the stage.

"Back in black!
I hit the sack!
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back,
Yes I'm, let loose!
From the noose!

With the opening verse rolling, Shakur throws open the curtain and slowly steps out into view of the blue spotlights that now shine upon him. The voices of hate continue to rise in intensity while Shakur pays them no legitimate attention. He starts the walk down the aisle.

"That's kept me hangin' about,
I've been lookin' at the sky cause it's getting' me high!
Forget the hearse, cuz I never die!"

Shakur keeps his eyes dead set on the ring, not giving the fans the satisfaction of indulging the witty banter of confrontation that a heel usually does.

"I got, nine lives!
Cats eyes!
Abusin' every one of them and runnin' wild"

Nick: You want to talk about a dark horse? This is literally a dark horse!

Richard: Yeah, but Shakur could very well win the Golden Ticket here tonight. He might just punch everyone in the face once and that'll be it!

Nick: He's one of the best hitters in the game and in a match like this, hard hitting is what you need!

Richard: And Troy and Shakur might end up being the story of the evening!

Finally, he enters Halo Dos and heads straight for the Universal Champion! Shakur is fierce and lethal with each blow taking a lot out of Troy! As he pounds away at her, she tries to kick him off of her, but he just keeps the pressure up, wanting to take her out now as opposed to waiting until UltraViolence. However, from behind, Ferguson grabs Shakur and sends him to the mat before kicking him hard in the ribs.

Richard: Once again--

Nick: Don't attack Troy, but he did get some good shots in there!

Richard: Yeah, and then Ferguson came up and kicked him square in the ribs! Not fun!

Nick: Well, it's not the same as being kicked in the ribs by a transsexual wearing a heels, but I guess it's close enough, right Richard?

Richard: Right!

Nick: Thought so.

With the 80th minute, the tunnel opens again, and superstars begin to move across the tunnel, looking for greener pastures. Hall and Youngblood continue to do battle, moving across to Halo Uno, while Nova and Vivica Valentine move across to Halo Dos. Finally, Enemigo IV, Bryan Dawkins, and Jimmy Bonafide move over to Halo Uno! Enemigo IV is immediately met by Crucifix who kicks him to the ground with a kick to the abdomen that's quickly followed up by a stiff jab to his chest!

Nick: And Enemigo IV being taken to school by Crucifix as there's some huge changes in the lineups of both Halos!

Richard: It looks like quite a few people moved over to Halo Uno, hopefully evening things out.

Nick: Halo Dos was becoming very overcrowded.

Meanwhile, Dawkins finds his sights on Digital Mortality and immediately pushes him into the ropes and nails him with several stiff knees to the midsection! He then whips him across the ring before nailing him with a dropkick that plants Mortality back down on the mat! With Mortality flat on the ground, Dawkins uses his athletic ability to connect with a standing moonsault!

Richard: And now Dawkins getting his shots in on DigiMort!

Nick: That's a very good way of being noticed here in PRIME, by taking out the PRIME Killer!

The build-up to the match has been nothing short of amazing as the different competitors continue to do battle. In Halo Uno, Gamble and Ice Tre begin to lock up with Gamble pushing Tre into the corner before slamming his knee into his midsection a handful of times, each shot with more pressure then the time before. He then whips him across the ring before nailing him with a clothesline! Meanwhile, Hall and Youngblood continue to battle with each other, the intensity increasing between them with each passing second. Youngblood manages to slam Hall into the mat and then slams his forearms into the back of his head a few times. Hall is quick to push Youngblood off of him though as slams his elbow into Youngblood's stomach even though he can't see him.

Crucifix meanwhile keeps attention squarely on Enemigo IV who tries his best to fight off that talented Crucifix! Crucifix bounces off the ropes before nailing a front roll and nailing a bicycle kick on Enemigo IV who goes down in a world of hurt! Crucifix then stands above Enemigo IV and nails a standing moonsault and as he crashes down upon Enemigo IV, he hooks the leg as the referee begins to count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Enemigo IV

With another elimination, Crucifix picks up another imposing elimination. He gets right back up to his feet as he narrowly dodges a clothesline from Bonafide! Crucifix nails a back flip before being mowed down by a missile dropkick by the Flyin Hawaiian!

82:00

The first 10 seconds of "You Know My Name" plays, followed by three rapid-fire cannon blasts, then the song cuts to the start of the first chorus. Red and white lights flash throughout the arena, and a montage of Troy’s greatest highlights play on the video screen behind him. Troy walks down to the ring calmly, acknowledging the crowd but not stopping for handshakes and high-fives. He then slides into Halo Uno and immediately locks up with The Posterboy, connecting with a few stiff crosses to the jaw of The Posterboy! He then slams his boot into his midsection before nailing Bonafide with an implant DDT that he turns into a Triangle Choke with ease!

Richard: And Troy Douglas taking it right to "The Posterboy!"

Nick: It's the way you've got to do things in the Halo.

Richard: Exactly, because if you don't then you're just roadkill for others to munch upon.

Nick: That's a great picture there, Richard, thanks.

Richard: Anytime!

Back over in Halo Dos, Troy has turned her attention to Harley Douglas once again as she wails away at him in the corner! But, from behind she's nailed with a forearm to her lower back! As she turns around, she's met with the man that she despises, Steven Caldera! She slams her fist into his jaw and he goes down in one shot! However, he gets back up, but as he does, he's immediately surrounded by Troy's allies, Tyler Rayne, Danny Ferguson, Joey Melton, Nova, and Vivica Valentine! A smile creeps across Troy's face as Caldera realizes that he's in deep trouble! Ferguson then spins him around, kicks him in the midsection and connects with the Box Office Bomb! Caldera just crumples to the mat as Rayne leaps onto the top rope before nailing the Flying Fornication!

Richard: Now this isn't fair AT all!

Nick: I figured you would say as much.

Richard: Somebody do something about this!

Nick: Like who?!

Richard: I don't know, but somebody!

Troy then leans down low and just shakes her head at Caldera before kicking him squarely in the ribs. She then looks over at Valentine and gives her the chance to inflict her own pain on Caldera! She rushes to the nearby turnbuckle before climbing to the top rope and connecting with The Massacre! She lands with an amazing impact and Caldera looks like he wants to die after the double rotation shooting star senton! Troy then yells at Valentine to cover him and she does!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Steven Caldera

VALENTINE! VALENTINE! VALENTINE! VALENTINE!

Nick: And I'm certain this is a moment that Vivica will remember forever.

Richard: I agree as I know that Caldera will make her live the rest of her days out rather painfully.

Nick: That might very well be the truth.

WIth Caldera done with, Valentine gets up and smiles at Troy before she gets attacked by Hank Cobb! Cobb nails her with a few fists before Nova grabs hold of him and tosses him to the outside! Meanwhile, Harley Douglas and Tyler Rayne begin to go at it with Rayne, excited after connecting with the Flying Fornication begins to go crazy on Douglas with a flurry of fists! He then whips Douglas into the ropes and nails him with a roundhouse kick that sends Douglas to the ground! Sensing another elimination, he gets down on the ground and wraps Douglas up in the Insult to Injury! Feeling a little froggy, he begins to slam his fist into Douglas' face until Harley finally taps out!

Eliminated: Harley Douglas

The action begins to pick up as people start to tire out and the elite begin to show their stuff!

Richard: And Harley Douglas is done just like that!

Nick: Rayne seems to be on a mission of some sort right about now.

Richard: The quicker some of these guys are gone, the quicker you're on your way to getting that Golden Ticket!

Nick: So true.

84:00

From the back emerges Enemigo III who races down the ramp and joins Halo Dos! He is immediately taken down to the ground by Joey Melton with a dropkick upon his entrance! Troy pushes Melton away, still not completely happy with him being there! Cozen then turns her attention to the fresh Enemigo as she begins stomping away at his fallen body. Eventually, he pushes her away and gets up to her feet for her only to bounce off the ropes and nail a flying Savate kick to his jaw!

Nick: And welcome to the Dual Halo, Enemigo III.

Richard: I wonder how your jaw feels after that.

Nick: I'd tell you to let her do it to you, but I already know your response.

Richard: That always sucks.

Back over in Halo Uno, Crucifix has turned his attention over to Tony Gamble and begins to pound away at him! Before Gamble knows it, he's nailed with a Double-Tap Roundhouse kick that sends him down to the ground! But, the tough and resillant Gamble gets back up to his feet and kicks Crucifix in the gut a few times before whipping him in the rope! Yet, Crucifix is able to reverse it in mid-step and sends Gamble flying into the ropes before she connects with another Phoenix Eye that sends Gamble crashing to the ground! With Crucifix's palm nearly implanted into his forehead, Gamble looks to be unconscious as Crucifix drops down to the mat and goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Tony Gamble

With "The Grin" being taken care of, you can see the amusement on Crucifix's face as he continues to take out PRIME superstars left and right.

Richard: And another elimination by Crucifix!

Nick: He is seriously on a roll at this point as he is just taking superstars out left and right!

Richard: He might not get the Golden Ticket, but he might be walking out of here with a 5-Star Title shot!

Nick: Very true!

The action continues to get hot and heavy as over in Halo Dos, Vivica Valentine and Tony Rolo lock up in the center of the ring, with Rolo getting the early advantage over Valentine. Rolo slams his knee into Valentine's stomach before whipping her into the ropes! However, she gets the step on him as she slides in between his legs before leaping back up to her feet, wrapping her arms around his neck and connecting with a backcracker against the PRIME legend! He rolls around in pain as she gets back to her feet and slams her forearm into the face of Union Jack!

86:00

"Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode blasts through the arena as the strobe rights flash in rhythm with the bass drum. The crowd is not happy to hear the arrival of their savior. Hoyt is upset with the whole Wade thing and is focused to hurt some people and enact some vengeance. He walks out from the back area as the crowd just jeers him, but he ignores them as he begins walking down the ramp, his mind focused solely and intently on exacting revenge. He immediately heads for Halo Uno and it's on between Hoyt and Wade, one night after going at it like they did! Hoyt and Wade begin to trade punches, each one faster then the last one! Wade though is exhausted from being in the match as long as he had and begins to slow down while Hoyt just keeps blasting away, each shot sending spit flying out of Wade's mouth!

He then whips Wade into the ropes before sending him crashing to the mat with a sidewalk slam! Wade arches his back from the pain as Hoyt gets back to his feet and brings Wade up with him. He slams his elbow into Wade's midsection before he nails him with a pumphandle slam!

Richard: And Hoyt going right to Wade! Go get him Hoyt!

Nick: I'm certain that Hoyt and Wade are going to be fighting for quite some time.

Richard: It's kind of the nature of things when you've done the things that Wade has done.

Nick: Yeah, I'll give you a point there, but Hoyt isn't completely innocent in all of this.

Elsewhere in Halo Uno, we see Crucifix just haunting Ice Tre around the ring, a look on his face that he's going to eat him alive for breakfast! Before Ice Tre even knows it, Crucifix has spun him around and begins to nail him with fists left and right! He then whips him into the ropes and nails him with the Hadoken which sends him crashing to the mat! With Tre down on the mat, Crucifix then slams his knee into his throat a few times before running into the ropes and springboards off the middle rope into a shooting star press! Crucifix, still on top of Ice Tre, hooks the leg as the count begins!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Ice Tre

Crucifix rolls off of Ice Tre, picking up yet another elimination, and barely dodges a stomp to the face from Hoyt Williams. However, Crucifix gets right back up to his feet as quickly as he can, but this time can't dodge the clothesline from the burly Williams! Crucifix remains on the ground as Hoyt grabs his left leg and proceeds to put him into a half Boston Crab and Crucifix begins to grit his teeth from the pain!

Nick: How many eliminations will Crucifix have before it's all said and done?

Richard: He might be knocking on the door of having the most eliminations in a match, period.

Nick: Very, very true.

In Halo Dos, Danny Ferguson and Union Jack have locked up on the outside! Ferguson proceeds to club Jack over the back with repeated forearms, but the British wrestler slams his knee into Ferguson's gut before nailing him with a hip toss onto the hard mesh floor! Meanwhile, Troy and Rolo begin to get in it as Rolo craves a chance to go at it with the current Universal Champion! Troy, the fresher of the two, starts off hot with repeated kicks to the sternum, showing off her lightning fast legs before she whips Rolo into the ropes and sends him crashing to the mat with a spinning roundhouse heel kick that sends Tony to the floor! Troy then bounces off the ropes and nails a front flip leg drop across his throat.

88:00

Then, from the back comes the newest PRIME superstar, Simply Beautiful. He runs down the ramp and enters into Halo Dos where he immediately begins to fight with Sebastian Ashe and immediately gets the advantage over him as he nails him with a drop toe hold that sends him to the mat! Simply Beautiful then runs off the ropes and slams his elbow into the back of Ashe's head! Ashe grabs onto the back of his head as he fights back to his feet only to get elbowed in the sternum by SB before he bounces off the ropes and connects with a lariat that sends Ashe right back down to the mat!

Meanwhile, Valentine starts to tangle up with Joey Melton, and nails him with a swift kick to the midsection before dropping him onto the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! She then pulls Melton up to his feet before slamming her forearm into his face a few times and then whips him into the ropes before connecting with a Cresent Kick! Melton stumbles around from the blow as Valentine races over to the nearest turnbuckle, hops up to the top rope, and connects with The Destiny Driver on Melton! With Melton knocked out on the mat, Valentine crawls over to him and hooks the leg!

OOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Joey Melton

And in just a matter of seconds, Melton is gone from the match!

Richard: And goodbye Joey Melton!

Nick: Melton was one of those surprises here in the Halo!

Richard: Yeah and he just didn't last for very long either.

90:00

The opening chords of "Down" by Stone Temple Pilots hits the system and the crowd sends out a chorus of boos as Tyler Chance make their way from behind the curtain. He then races down the ramp and enters Halo Uno where he's immediately knocked down by an elbow from Hoyt Williams! Williams then picks up the other half of Reward and Risk and sends him flying into the ropes before sending him back down to the mat with a boot to the face! Chance crashes hard as the tunnel between the two Halos opens. Without hesitation, Crucifix leaves Halo Uno and begins to tussle with Simply Beautiful sending him to the mat a few times in a matter of seconds three stiff kicks to the spine! You can see the amusement in his face once again, but then gets knocked onto his back as Nova nails a dropkick out of nowhere!

Dusk and Digital Mortality are going at it with Mortality focusing solely on Dusk's injured arm. The former GLOBAL cohorts though keep going at it with Mortality wrenching Dusk's arm one too many times causing Dusk to clothesline him down to the ground! Dusk then bounces off the ropes as Mortality gets back to his feet and connects with spear that sends Mortality to the ground in a world of pain! Dusk then flows right through it as he starts nailing fist after fist to his face!

Nick: The action is getting heated here as we just keep going back and forth between the two Halo's!

Richard: It's one of the most appealing things about this match, but if you try to follow too hard at this juncture of the match, then your head might explode.

Nick: I can only imagine the lawsuits if that were to happen.

Richard: I hope they don't take it from my salary.

Nick: I'm certain that you don't make that much money.

Richard: Oh, good.

Nova and Crucifix continue to fight one another, with Crucifix starting to gain the advantage over the PRIME Hall of Famer! He then whips him into the ropes before kicking Nova in the stomach and then slamming his face into Crucifix's knee! Nova crashes down onto the mat as Crucifix stomps Nova squarely in the chest before turning him over and connecting with the Crucifix Crossface! Nova starts to yell out in pain as he scratches away at Crucifix's hands but unable to break free. He reaches out desperately when he remembers that there are no rope breaks in the Dual Halo. He once again tries to muscle his way free but sees that it's no use as he just taps out!

Eliminated: Nova

With another elimination under his belt, you have to start believing that Crucifix is the real deal at this point as he just continues to mow through the PRIME competition!

Nick: And Nova is gone!

Richard: I wonder if he'll just come sit here by me and smoke some weed.

Nick: Something tells me that's not going to happen, but Crucifix is now eliminating PRIME Hall of Famer's! That's something else!

Richard: It really is!

Back over in Halo Uno, Hall runs right after Youngblood before tackling him to the ground once again before he has a chance to get out of Halo Uno! Hall then smashes Youngblood's face into the mesh flooring and then grates his face over it as if it's cheese! He then lifts the former 5-Star Champion up off the mat and whips him into the steel cage before nailing him with a German Suplex onto the hard mesh floor! Hall then grabs Youngblood and sends him back into the ring before following him in. Youngblood begins to fight back to his feet, but Hall just headbutts him back down to the mat before he locks him up in the Life Functions Terminated! Youngblood begins to fight back out of it but Hall uses his frame to crush Youngblood into it until Youngblood passes out! The referees look over at Youngblood and then signal that he's eliminated!

Eliminated: Brandon Youngblood

Hall finally breaks the hold and gets up before sneering at Youngblood, happy with taking Youngblood out of the match.

Richard: Damnit!

Nick: Hall getting his revenge on Youngblood, and you can tell that this elimination was especially sweet for Hall!

Richard: I guess, but Youngblood was one of my favorites in this match.

Nick: Then I guess you need to get a new favorite.

92:00

"I said 'kiss me, you're beautiful'
These are truly the last days'"

The weathered voice from the beginning of Godspeed You! Black Emperor's "Dead Flag Blues" fades into the short acoustic section that begins Coheed & Cambria's "Welcome Home." After twelve seconds, the bitchin' guitars start to kick ass, as green and silver pyro goes off in perfect timing with the power riffs.

As the WalTron displays the words "Model Citizen" in white over a black background, Tsonda swaggers out from behind the curtain. He soaks up the fan's reaction at the top of the ramp, staring down the Dual Halo. And amidst the hazy green and silver smoke, he sprints to the ring, slides in under the bottom rope, and slides into Halo Dos! Upon his entrance, he's attacked by Devin Shakur who nails him with hard hitting fist after hard hitting fist! However, Tsonda's able to push him away before connecting with a hip toss. Shakur though is right back up to his feet, but is met with a stiff kick to his leg before Tsonda nails him with a DDT!

Richard: And I think I've found my new favorite!

Nick: Tsonda?

Richard: No, Shakur!

Nick: Ah, figures.

Richard: Take him out Shakur, take him out!

Tsonda then turns his attention over to Troy and the two foes stare each other down. Even with the apology from Tsonda yesterday, there's still some anomisity there as the two are still hurting from the match the night before! They eye each other, but never actually come close to each other as Troy turns her attention to ank Cobb while Tsonda squares off with Cozen who begins lighting him up with a flurry of different kicks. Tsonda though, a master of martial arts, is able to fend most of them off before going for a roundhouse kick! However, Cozen's able to duck it and nails him with a leg sweep that knocks the Model Citizen onto the mat!

In Halo Uno, Hoyt Williams and Troy Douglas are locked with both men jockeying for position! Eventually, the slightly larger Williams is able to win out over Douglas and takes him down to the mat with a hip toss, but keeps his arm wrapped Douglas head to lock him into a headlock while on the mat! Williams then slams his fist into the crown of Douglas head a few times until Douglas can break free! Williams and Douglas both get up to their feet with Douglas connecting with a stiff uppercut! Williams stumbles back a few inches but then runs right at Douglas who connects with a spinning gutwrench powerbomb on The Savior!

Nick: And Hoyt goes down hard from that powerbomb!

Richard: Yeah, I'm not sure that one felt very good.

Nick: You want to get up there and ask him?

Richard: No, not really.

Nick: Didn't think so.

During all of the commotion, it was missed that Digital Mortality had made it over to Halo Dos and started to rumble with Tyler Rayne! The PRIME KIller is having his way with Tyler Rayne as he nails him with knee after knee before taking him down to the mat with a DDT! He then turns Rayne over and locks him into the Cobra Clutch! You can see the pain on Rayne's face as Mortality lifts him up and goes for the Cobra Clutch Suplex, but Rayne manages to slide out of it! As Mortality turns around, Rayne kicks him firmly in the face and sends the PRIME Killer to the mat in a world of hurt! Rayne then drops down and goes for the cover on DigiMort!

OOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Eliminated: Digital Mortality

With that, the PRIME Killer is gone without slaying in PRIME members. Instead, it was Rayne who snuffed out the Killer's reign over PRIME!

Richard: And that's an elimination that might come up down the road.

Nick: Digital Mortality does have a way of popping his head in PRIME every now and then.

Richard: That he does, that he does. And when he comes back, he might have his sights set on Tyler Rayne.

Nick: Now there's a match I'd love to see.

94:00

An incredibly familiar guitar riff hits the speakers as the Mexican faithful murmur amongst themselves as to who it could be.

I’M BREAKING NECKS AND SIGNING YOUR CHECKS…

Nick: …What… the… No…

Richard: Wait, wait, wait…

"No Chance" by Dope.

Nick: NO WAY!

Sure enough, it is. Walking through the curtains in a business suit is none other than the man responsible for building this shit comes to the ring. He Who Signs Your Paychecks. The King of Sports Entertainment as brought to you by Tom Holzerman.

Nick: OH, MY GOD, IT’S SON-

Richard: MR. SILVER, CHAIRMAN OF PRIME!

Nick: -NY SILVER!

But he stops just short of the entryway and holds up a hand. While some of the combatants try to continue fighting in the Halo, some can’t help but look on in shock. Sonny cups the mic in his right hand and grits his teeth as he sneers on at the abomination called the Dual Halo.

Silver: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… I BRING TO YOU THE MAN THAT’S GOING TO SINGLE-HANDLEDLY CLEAR THAT CONTRAPTION CALLED MY CREATION… HE SHALL CLEANSE THIS FEDERATION OF ALL THE EVIL FUCKTARDS THAT DARED CONSPIRE AGAINST MY CHAMPION, SONNY SILVER… HE IS THE FUTURE OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT AND THE HEROIC HOSS OF A NEW MILLENIUM…

MISSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR….

KENNEDY~!

…

Er…

Uh…

CAPTAIN JUSTICE!

Nick: Who?

Richard: What?

Red, white and blue strobelights.

"Praise" by Sevendust.

A strange muscular man wearing a red, white and blue-themed American flag mask adorning the same colored boxing trunks makes his way out from behind the curtain. With Mr. Silver, Chariman of PRIME cheering him on, the muscular monster makes his way down to ringside.

Nick: HOLY HELL! That guy… Captain Justice… he’s built like a brick house!

Richard: He is! And anybody representing Mr. Silver, Chairman of PRIME has to be a hero for the new age!

Standing at 6’5" and weighing well over 280 pounds from his first appearance, the giant hurriedly tosses the cage door aside to enter, looking to carry on his manager’s wishes. He wastes no time as he goes for Dusk and sends him to the mat with a vertical suplex! The Lost Soul though gets right back up to his feet only to be knocked down again with a Great American Drop! Justice gets up after the Samoan Drop and nails Elliott with a speak! He gets right back up though and drags Wade up with him before lifting him high up in the air with a Military Press Slam! He holds him up there for a few moments before slamming him back down to the mat! As he turns around, he's met eye to eye Sirrajin and the two immediately lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up with Sirrajin winning the battle! Yet, the strength of Justice pushes Sirrajin off of him and into the ropes where he connects with another Great American Drop!

Richard: I think I'm in love.

Nick: I think you need help.

Richard: Nick, can I have one?!

Nick: Stop talking.

With all of the attention on the surprise arrival from Sonny Silver and the domination of his new pet project, Captain Justice, Crucifix takes advantage of the situation by sending Enemigo III into the ropes and sending him to the ground with a flying headscissors! Enemigo III then gets back up to his feet only for Crucifix to connect with the Mecca Driver, drilling the third Enemigo into the ground! He promptly goes for the cover afterwards!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Enemigo III

With yet another elimination, Crucifix can only smile as oddly as only he can do. He gets back to his feet, ready to find his next victim!

Richard: Is he going to take out everyone?!

Nick: He just might do that! This is just getting scary at this point as you have to wonder if anyone can actually stop Crucifix!

Richard: Rayne might want to keep his eye on Crucifix as he might be competing for that 5-Star title pretty soon, and with the way that Crucifix has performed thus far, he could possibly take it away from Rayne.

Nick: That would be very interesting if you ask me.

Richard: Could end up being a treat in itself.

96:00

The room goes dark, completely dark, and the people of the arena shout and scream louder than before. Suddenly the PA system crackles to life and the fans simmer down a little.

"Cast off the crutch that kills the pain"...

The crackle returns and the words fade off. A set of drums begins to beat like a heart would and then suddenly the lights begin to return.

"The red flag wavin' never meant the same"

In the center of the stage Jay Terror stands hidden under his bandana and black sunglasses. His hair drapes over his face and to his shoulders in long black strands. A pair of black ripped jeans covers his lower half and a spiked vest lines his stomach and ribs area.

"The kids of tomorrow don't need today

When they live in the sins of yesterday"

Boom! A Pyro explodes and Jay turns around to hear his fans chanting his name. Red Flag by Billy Talent continues to play now and jumps to its regular beat as the outlaw begins to walk toward the ring. He slaps high fives on the way down the ramp. Once he reaches the flat ground he gains speed and sprints to the ring itself. He slides under the bottom rope and into the middle. Here he prances around checking his wrist tape and the ropes. He enters Halo Dos and without hesitation, starts entering the fray as he sends Tyler Chance down to the mat with a flying forearm! He then whips him into the ropes and connects with a fireman's carry!

Nick: And Jay Terror entering the match here and he could turn this match on it's head.

Richard: I doubt it.

Nick: Why do you say that?!

Richard: Do you really see a GCW star winning this thing?

Nick: Anything could happen, Richard, anything.

Richard: Alright, Nick, if you think so.

Nick: You're insane.

He then turns his attention over to Simply Beautiful and plants him in the middle of the ring with a DDT! As he gets back up to his feet, he's attacked by Korver and Cobb fiercly! As they whip him into the rope, he hops onto the middle rope and sends both of them crashing into the mat with an Asai Moonsault that gets a huge pop from the crowd for the GCW Wrestler! As he gets back up, he's sent crashing to the mat with a Savate kick from Crucifix! Then, Crucifix grabs the stunned Tyler Chance and nails a backcracker on him before going for the pinfall!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Tyler Chance

With Chance gone, Crucifix gets back up to his feet to only have his head nearly taken off his shoulders by Troy as she leaps off the top rope and connects with a jumping high kick to the side of his head! Crucifix goes down in a slump.

Nick: And give Crucifix ANOTHER elimination.

Richard: I'm starting to think that one of us might get eliminated next!

Nick: We're not in the match, Richard.

Richard: I'm not so certain that that'll stop her, Nick.

Nick: Now that's a scary thought that's just going to fester.

98:00

"Love Me or Hate Me" by Lil Wayne cues up as from the back comes "Triple X" Sean Stevens of fWo and EPW fame! He runs down the ramp and slides into Halo Uno where he's met with a huge boot to the face from Captain Justice! He crashes down to the mat as Justice lifts him back up and connects with a PRIME-Plex. With Justice just dominating Halo Uno, Dusk gets back to his feet and begins kicking Justice in the gut before Justice grabs Dusk's injured arm and sends him flying chest first into the turnbuckle and sends him crashing to the mat clutching his arm as he winces in pain.

Meanwhile, Williams and Elliott continue to do battle, the intensity between them getting stronger by the second, like they even really needed it. Elliott then kicks Hoyt firmly in the jewels, doubling Hoyt over, and connects with a spiked piledriver on Williams that is sure to send some pain through Williams.

Nick: And those two just continue to go at it!

Richard: I'm grinning from the fact that Captain Justice could probably rip Dusk's arm off of him.

Nick: You would get excited about something like that.

Richard: Yeah, I would. It's just who I am Nick.

Nick: And who you are tends to scare me.

Back over in Halo Dos, Danny Ferguson, who is coming up on a hundred minutes in the Halo, continues to fight with every ounce of strength that he has as he corners Shakur and begins elbowing him in the jaw! However, the Commie Emo retaliates with a plam thrust to Ferguson's jaw! Danny backs up slightly as Shakur nails a succession of headbutts to Ferguson before knocking him to the mat with a palm thrust! Shakur then turns his attention to Troy and proceeds to nail her with a few forearm strikes! The Universal Champion goes down to one knee as Shakur lifts her up and goes for a German Suplex, but the Queen of the Ring manages to land on her feet! As Shakur turns around, he's met with an Arabian facebuster that sends him to the mat!

Richard: Okay, not good.

Nick: That could be a preview of UltraViolence, Richard, and if that's the case, Shakur is not going to be happy with the end result!

Richard: Don't you worry Nick, Shakur will win that match.

Nick: Are you really that certain?

Richard: ...maybe.

100:00

Then, the Rock Phenomenon Remix with 2Pac and Survivor explodes through the arena as Russa comes from the back! He races down the ramp and heads right for Halo Dos! There's no time wasted though as Russa and Tsonda lock up with Tsonda as he nails the Runway Vault on Russa! Russa goes down in a heap as Tsonda gets right back up only to be met with a knee from Valentine who then whips him into the ropes! As he bounces off the ropes, the GCW superstar nails a handspring headscissors that sends Russa to the ground in a hurry!

Nick: And here comes RUSSAMANIA!

Richard: Ugh, spare me.

Nick: You're always so full of life, Richard.

Richard: I do try my best.

The minutes continue to pour on as we reach minute 101:00 and the fighting is showing no signs of slowing down. Back over in Halo Uno, Hoyt Williams and Easton Hall are going at it, both men jockeying for position. Even with Williams being larger then Hall, you can see the look in Hall's face that he isn't going to give up any advantage to the Personal Jesus. Finally, Hall slams his knee into Williams midsection, doubling Hoyt over! Easton then slams his fist into Hoyt's nose before connecting with a Tiger Suplex! Hoyt goes down in a mess while Dusk and Sirrajin eye each other! The two PRIME superstars are hesitant to move until Killean bounces off the ropes and slams his shoulder into Dusk! Yet, the Lost Soul doesn't go down even though he winces from the pain as Sirrajin collided into his injured shoulder! Dusk shakes it off though before bouncing off the ropes himself and slamming his good shoulder into Killean, but Sirrajin seems unfazed by it! Sirrajin then bounces off the ropes ago and goes for yet another shoulderblock, but Dusk instead kicks him in the midsection before lifting Sirrajin in the air and dropping him with a Jackknife Powerbomb! Dusk though goes down as well as he grabs his shoulder that's yelling at him in pain!

Over in Halo Dos, Rolo and Cozen have locked up again, even as the Halo begins to get more and more crowded with each passing minute! Cozen comes out firing until she has Rolo pressed into the corner! She then backs up a few inches and goes for a clothesline in the corner, but comes up empty as Rolo moves out of the way! As Cozen turns around, Rolo kicks her in the midsection and goes for the Roloplex! He connects as the Monterrey crowd goes absolutely crazy for Rolo as the referee begins to count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yet, somehow the mysterious Cozen manages to kick out at the last possible second! Rolo curses out loud as he gets up off the mat and is met with a clothesline from Tsonda who is bouncing around the ring like a kangaroo!

Nick: And I thought Cozen was going to be eliminated by Rolo!

Richard: She could've sat on my lap.

Nick: That thought might be the only thing keeping her in this match at this point.

Richard: Oh. You make me sad. See?

Nick: Stop looking at me, Richard.

102:00

Nick: Ladies and gents, it’s now one hour and 42 minutes into the Halo, and we are finished with entrances! At this point you have to acknowledge the historic-

Suddenly the lights in the arena go off and the crowd roars.

Nick: What the hell?

Richard: I guess you did the math wrong, dummy! Time for one more entrance!

Nick: Oh yeah? Who does it say on your notes there, Rich?

Richard: I, uh, er…

Nick: Or what about the the fact that 100 minutes of match time equals 50 entrances at 2:00 intervals. We’ve only got 50 guys in the match, right Rich?

Richard: …

Nick: So I guess it has nothing to do with my math skills and it’s probably just one of those sudden surprises where-

Richard: dudechill.

The piano chords of Lupe Fiasco’s "Superstar" cue up over the speakers, and a single spotlight shines on the entranceway. A man stands on the stage, back to the crowd. The only thing they can see under the soft light is the distinct black-and-white pattern of the tights, and the matching scheme on the hooded vest he wears. The hood is pulled up, shielding his face from the crowd, but murmurs start to gather.

Richard: That’s not…

Only one man knows for sure. The voice of Matthew Santos takes over as all eyes remain on the semi-cloaked figure.

"If you are what you say you are… a Superstar..."

"…then have no fear…"

"…the crowd is here…"

"…and the lights are on and they want a show…"

"…oh, oh, oh, oh yeaaaah!"

As Santos’ voice pulses out, blue strobes begin to flash like crazy around the entrance. The voice echoes until it can’t be heard anymore, and is suddenly usurped by a shrill piercing guitar chord.

ROCK.

IS.

DEAD.

The man’s head goes back and the hood falls, revealing a lion-like mane of strawberry-blonde hair.

You thought the roof was gone before? Fuck that. It's melted into oblivion.

You thought the arena was still standing? Fuck that too. The fans have erupted so loudly that it's crumbling before your very eyes.

You thought you had seen game changers? Better check again.

Why?

Because when Marilyn Manson rocks the shit out of the Arena Monterrey, it only means one thing.

XAVIER. KANNON.

Spinning to meet his adoring crowd, Kannon takes a moment to reflect. Both Halos remain frozen in motion as they look up the ramp at the legend himself. He has a smile on his face before he walks down the ramp and enters Halo Uno! Sean Stevens rushes up to greet him but is immediately dropped with a fist from XK. Then, The Posterboy is next as he tries his best to get the advantage over him, but is nailed with a falling hiptoss! Kannon then gets back up to his feet and kicks Douglas in the midsection before planting him in the middle of the ring with a DDT! He then bounces off the ropes and nails a flying cross body on Wade Elliott, sending the man to the mat!

And yet, all you can hear is...

KANNON! KANNON! KANNON! KANNON!

It's truly brain matter oozing out of your ear loud! Kannon gets back up and is met with forearms from Easton Hall! Hall starts to wear him down before whipping him into the ropes and going for a clothesline, but Kannon manages to duck it at the last possible second! As Hall turns around, he's met with the sight of Kannon leaping off the second rope and connecting with a springboard moonsault on the unsuspecting Hall! You can see that Kannon, even with the adrenaline rushing through his body, hasn't wrestled in quite some time and is growing tired from the hot open he just went through. He gets back to his feet and runs right into Captain Justice! Kannon starts wailing away at him with jab after jab to Justice's jaw, but it's useless as the behemoth wraps his hand around Kannon's throat and he chokeslams him!

Nick: AND XAVIER KANNON HAS EXPLODED IN THE DUAL HALO!

Richard: I don't think I could've predicted this!

Nick: I don't think ANYONE could've!

Richard: Well, I don't think I could've predicted Captain Justice just taking him out like that. Now that was sweet!

Nick: It's been a number of years since Kannon has wrestled full time and he's got a lot of rust to shake off of him I have to imagine.

Richard: That might indeed be the case.

Back over in Halo Dos, with the shock of Xavier Kannon in the Dual Halo starting to wear off, Crucifix and Simply Beautiful go at one another! Simply Beautiful starts to get the advantage though as he gets Crucifix into a Fujiwara Armbar and locks in good! But, from behind, Beautiful is kicked in the back of the head by Devin Shakur who rips Simply Beautiful off the mat and sends him flying into the ropes where Shakur connects with a Reverse Evolution Theory! Simply Beautiful goes down to the mat hard, clutching his throat after being hit there by one of the hardest hitting punchers in the sport! Shakur then turns around only to be met with an uppercut from Tsonda! Shakur though is kick to his senses as he kicks Tsonda in the midsection and plants him with a DDT!

In Halo Uno, Sirrajin has turned his attention to Sean Stevens and starts laying into him with some fierce forearm shots to the face! Stevens though tries to fight back as he kicks Sirrajin in the stomach before trying to lift him for a vertical suplex! Yet, the Supreme Machine is quick to change course as he blocks it and connects with a facebuster! Stevens slams into the mat hard and covers his face, but fights right back to his feet before Sirrajin slams him home with the T-Bone! Stevens lies sprawled out across the mat as Sirrajin goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: "Triple X" Sean Stevens

With Sean Stevens gone, the attention turns back to Halo Dos as Lindsay Troy and Chandler Tsonda have finally locked up! Troy and Tsonda jockey each other for position with Tsonda finally winning out as he gets Troy into a hammerlock! The newly crowned PTC Unified Champion backs into a corner as quickly as possible and slams Tsonda back first into the corner, breaking the hammerlock! She then turns around and starts firing away with lightning fast shots, one after another until Tsonda is stumbling out of the corner, pushing Troy away! As Troy walks up behind Tsonda though, Tsonda turns around and nails her with a drop toe hold that sends her crashing onto the floor. However, Troy doesn't stay down for long as Tsonda follows that up with the Runway Vault! Tsonda then hops onto the top turnbuckle and connects with the Model Citizen! He bounces off of her, but pushes the pain aside as he fights forward and goes for the cover on Troy!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

And with victory in his grasp, he's kicked in the back of the head by Tyler Rayne! Rayne drags Tsonda off of the mat and slams his elbow into Tsonda's throat before backing up and going for a superkick! However, Tsonda manages to duck the lightning fast kick and instead, Rayne superkicks Russa in the jaw! Russa stumbles around for a moment until Shakur connects with a Shining Wizard on him and sends Russa to the mat! Shakur wastes no time as he hooks the leg of Russa and goes for the pin!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Russa

And because of an inadvertant kick from Rayne, Russamania is out of the match!

Nick: An unlikely and unfortunate turn of events for Russa!

Richard: Whatever, I don't care! So sad!

Nick: Wow, that was really sympathetic, Richard.

Richard: I don't have a sympathy bone in my body, Nick.

Nick: I kind of noticed.

The action continues to move lightning fast though as Cozen has got Colby Korver pinned into the corner as she nails him time and time again with short, thrusting punches to his sternum! Korver stumbles out of the corner in a world of hurt before Cozen bounces off the ropes and nails flying roundhouse kick that takes Colby down to the mat in a world of hurt! Cozen, sensing an elimination at her hands, and immediately puts him into the Piano Wire! Korver tries his best to fight out of it, but it's only a matter of time before...

TAP! TAP! TAP!

Eliminated: Colby Korver

Richard: And my baby gets rid of Korver! YEAH!

Nick: Your baby? Richard, you seriously have some mental issues that you need to work through!

Richard: Why, thanks Richard, because you know, you're a bundle of joy and perfection too!

Nick: Well, I wasn't going to say anything, but thanks!

110:00

As Cozen releases the hold, the tunnel door opens up between the two Halo's! She's immediately attacked by Sebastian Ashe who uses his rather imposing will against her as clubs her in the forehead with several forearms before lifting her up off the mat and connecting with a gutwrench suplex! His physique continues to dominate the smaller Cozen as he slams his knee into her face before pulling her up to vertical stance and slams her to the mat with a fisherman suplex! The referee immediately begins to count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

It looks like that Ashe might have the victory after all, but it's snatched from his hands as Wade Elliott slams his boot into Ashe's stomach, having come over from Halo Uno. In the back of Elliott's mind, he knows what he has to do if he wants Rayne and that's to start taking more and more people out of the match! He rips Ashe up off the mat and nails him with a Clothesline from Hell that sends Ashe to the ground grabbing the back of his head! Yet, Wade is not quite done with him yet as he grabs Ashe and brings him up to his feet once again, this time kicking him in the gut before connecting with the Stars and Bars! Ashe looks to be nearly dead after that blow as Elliott gets on top of Ashe and the referee begins to count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Sebastian Ashe!

And with little effort, Elliott manages to get his first elimination in quite some time!

Nick: And it looks like that Elliott is eyeing the eliminations as well!

Richard: Elliott has been in here for quite some time as well and he slowed down for a moment, but he might be able to still have a strong finish.

Nick: Not a big believer in those who came in early on in the match?

Richard: It's just a very tough thing to do.

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As Elliott gets back up to his feet though, he's nearly blindsighted by the racing figure of "The Posterboy" himself! Elliot has to duck the clothesline from Bonafide who then bounces off the ropes again, picking up more momentum as he flies towards Elliott again! This time though, Wade is ready for him as he lifts him up onto his shoulders and slams him home with the Rebel Yell!

ELLIOT! ELLIOT! ELLIOT! ELLIOT!

The crowd goes crazy as Elliott is back to his dominating ways and goes for the cover on Bonafide! The referee immediately begins to count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Jimmy "The Posterboy" Bonafide

In a matter of moments, Elliott takes out two Open Invitational Invitees, and is one step closer to facing Rayne for the 5-Star Title!

Richard: Okay, you can tell that Elliott is really honing in on the eliminations!

Nick: A chance at Rayne? I'm pretty certain that Elliott would love that.

Richard: Those two really don't like each other.

Nick: What gave it away?

As Elliott looks around for Rayne, he notices that Rayne has left Halo Dos and entered Halo Uno! Elliott starts foaming at the mouth as he begins to get back up off the mat only to be attacked from behind by Shakur! Shakur comes out firing, anger boiling over as he just throws everything that he has at Elliott before turning the big man around and taking him down to the mat with a succession of headbutts to Elliott that sends Wade down to the mat in a world of hurt.

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With Rayne now over in Halo Uno, he slams his elbow into the throat of Troy Douglas! He then whips him into the ropes and goes for a drop kick, but Douglas just brushes him to the side! He then grabs Rayne by the back of his neck and slams his knee repeatedly into Rayne's face! You can see the pain in his eyes as he can feel the bones cracking against Douglas's knee before Troy whips him into the nearby corner, and nails him with a running corner splash! Rayne stumbles out of the corner before falling flat on his face from the pure domination of Troy Douglas!

Elliott fights back up to his feet and slams his elbow into Shakur's midsection, refusing to give up. He then backs Shakur into the ropes before whipping him into them and sends the Commie Emo crashing into the mat with a spinebuster that cracks Shakur in half! Elliott then gets back to his feet and begins stomping away at him, each kick stronger and stiffer then the last one! With his back to other wrestlers, Elliott gets attacked from behind by Union Jack! Jack begins clubbing away at him, each punch weakening Elliott up! Then, Jack grabs Elliott's head and goes for the Front Face DDT but Elliott is able to push Jack off of him so Union Jack goes crashing down onto the mat!

Richard: Might want to hold on a little tighter, Union Jack.

Nick: Yeah, that kind of made him look like a dork.

Richard: Yeah.

Nick: Yeah.

Richard: Yeah.

Nick: Okay, stop.

Richard: Yeah.

Nick: You never know when to just give up.

As Union Jack gets back up to his feet, Elliott whips him into the corner and then proceeds to slam his shoulder into his stomach repeatedly, definitely weakening up Union Jack! Then, Wade hoists Jack up onto the top rope before climbing up there with him. After some wrangling, he gets it so that both Jack and he are standing up on the top turnbuckle! Elliott then slams his knee into Jack's chest before ne nails him with a superplex that shakes the entire ring. Elliott is winded, having been in this match for a considerable amount of time before he rolls over and hooks Jack's leg for the count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Union Jack

And with that, Elliott has crept up on Crucifix and Tyler Rayne in terms of eliminations.

Nick: Okay, first Crucifix, and now Elliott! Those two are just picking up eliminations as if it's like air to them.

Richard: That was dumb.

Nick: I do try my best.

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Elsewhere in Halo Dos, Tsonda and Ferguson have finally found themselves in front one another! The two former A-List superstars eye each other before Tsonda attacks first with a flurry of fists! Ferguson though is too fired up, even after being in the match for over 115 minutes, and he begins firing back to the point where both men are just trading punches with one another! Ferguson then kicks Tsonda in the midsection and goes to nail him with a powerbomb, but with him up on his shoulders, Chandler begins punching Ferguson in the forehead, slowing him down, before Tsonda nails Ferguson with a hurricanrana! The crowd goes crazy as Tsonda gets back up to his feet at the same times as Ferguson, and Ferguson mows him down with a lariat!

Back over in Halo Uno, Rolo and Dusk have matched up with one another! Both men, having been in the match for a long time, Rolo roughly about 105 minutes while Dusk has been in there 85 minutes, are slow to attack one another as Dusk pushes him into the corner before kicking him in the midsection and connecting with springboard DDT on the PRIME legend! Meanwhile, Bryan Dawkins and Troy Douglas begin to go at it with Dawkins letting his lightning fast feet do the talking as he kicks Douglas repeatedly in the back before nailing with a headscissors take down! Meanwhile, Xavier Kannon and Tyler Rayne are going at it with Kannon letting the adrenaline continue to fuel him as he connects with a roaring elbow! He then slingshots himself off the ropes and connects with a senton on Rayne!

Nick: And Kannon keeps the pressure going, showing that he's still got it as he goes right at Rayne!

Richard: XK back in PRIME? That's something else! Taking out Rayne in the process? Makes my day!

Nick: Didn't Rayne hook you up with some strippers?

Richard: If by hook up you mean got me syphillis? Yeah!

Nick: Well, um, okay.

Back over in Halo Dos, Elliott has turned his focus over to Hank Cobb, nailing him with a piledriver! Elliott then rolls out of the ring and begins to look under the ring before he finds a steel chair. As he slides back into the ring with it in his hands, Cobb is fighting his way back up this feet before getting nailed with a shot to the head! Cobb goes down in a mess before Wade sets the chair up in the middle of the ring! He then grabs Cobb up off the mat and whips him into the ropes before connecting with a Rebel Yell on Cobb through the chair! Cobb begins to yell out in pain as Elliott goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Hank Cobb

Nick: Ladies and Gentlemen, say goodbye to Hank Cobb.

Richard: Who?

Nick: You just don't like to pay attention, do you?

Meanwhile, Chandler pauses for a moment to catch his breath, but even a windless Ferguson is unwilling to give him the space. He surges forward with a low punch to the midsection, doubling Tsonda over and sending him to his hands and knees alongside his once-teammate. There, Danny slams a hard forearm into the Model Citizen’s skull, a shot that is returned in kind once Chandler shakes off the cobwebs.

Nick: There doesn’t seem to be anything that can tear these two apart!

Richard: There’s one thing that can stop them, and let’s just say it’s going to involve some sticky life insurance issues for the front office.

In the opposite Halo, Tyler Rayne takes time out of assaulting someone with his trusty chair and surveys the area. He doesn’t see anyone in his immediate vicinity in need of a good braining, but through the Plexiglas, the war between his frienemy and the archrival draws the Underground Pimp’s attention.

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Oblivious to their new audience, the strong-style forearm duel between the A-Listers continues. The blows come slower as the two men wear down. Danny throws one hard enough to land back on his hands and knees as Chandler rocks back. Before the Asian Sensation can retaliate, Danny throws himself back with a sharp elbow to the point of the jaw. Tsonda is floored, knocked all the way to his back, legs folded underneath him. With the elimination at his fingertips, Danny declines to finish, opting instead to sit back and gather himself. This would not end to easily. He refused to let it end easily.

Disposing of his previous playmate, Tyler grabs his chair and heads for the second level, eyes fixed on the happenings in the other Halo. A man is in the middle of climbing the ladder to the balcony, getting an early jump on the opening tunnels. With one swing of the chair, Rayne has the ladder all to himself, and he makes haste climbing up.

Tsonda begins to stir from his temporary KO, and Ferguson is lying in wait. He immediately stands and grabs a handful of gelled hair. PRIME’s 2007 Jewel In The Crown is yanked up to a front facelock, and promptly snap-suplexed into the steel mesh flooring.

With a heave, Danny floats…ok, not floats, considerably less graceful than that…into a mounted position. He pulls Chandler’s head up with one hand and punches it back down with the other. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Across the way, Tyler Rayne watches the proceedings, pacing back and forth in front of the locked tunnel entrance. He shifts the chair from hand to hand, gritting his teeth and keeping his eyes on Ferguson.

Nick: Rayne’s got something on his mind…

Richard: Yeah, I’m no psychic, but something tells me it involves that chair and Danny Ferguson’s head.

Nick: He’s going to have to wait until tunnels open…for Danny’s sake, I hope he acknowledges the viewing public by then.

Richard: No time for that, Nick! Those doors open in one minute!

Chandler Tsonda shrugs Danny off and tries to get to his feet. As soon as he does, he has to duck a vicious short-arm lariat from the Superstar. As the two men spin off of the attempt, Tsonda shoots some low kicks. One catches Danny in the knee and hobbles him long enough for a right cross to catch him on the chin.

Danny stumbles and Chandler moves in for the killshot…or at least the "make this fucker pay" shot. He swings a high roundhouse right at the temple, with the one problem being that the temple is no longer where he aimed the kick. Danny ducks the strike, but the momentum spins Chandler around…where Danny promptly hits him with a low blow.

The crowd "oohs!" at the impact, but make no mistake, nobody booed the move. For one, it was pretty much a given that Danny wouldn’t resort to such tactics against anyone BUT his current nemesis du jour. And for two…Chandler had it coming. One person DIDN’T like it, though: across at the other Halo, Tyler Rayne was so furious at the cheap play that he spun and clocked a nearby competitor with the chair just as a release.

Danny climbs to his feet slowly as Tsonda holds his tsack. Circling around to the front of his foe, Danny crouches down and says something that only the two of them can hear.

Meanwhile, the countdown to the open doors begins, and the crowd counts along.

10…

Tyler Rayne stomps outside his side of the doors. Someone approaches to take advantage of the tunnel doors, but Tyler quickly disposes of him with a chair shot, never taking his eyes off of Ferguson.

8…

Danny finishes speaking his peace to Chandler and then stands up, dragging his foe with him. He hoists Chandler up in a scoop slam position, and anyone who’s not counting is gasping.

Nick: Oh no…

Richard: He’s going to Box Office Bomb Tsonda!

Nick: Not just that…

5…

Danny checks behind him, looking down towards the ring.

Nick: He’s going to Box Office Bomb him off the second level!

Let’s stop time for a moment and consider the moment. The Box Office Bomb in its simplest form – that is, performed in the ring, on the mat – has herniated discs. When hit on cement or other hard flooring, it has ended PRIME careers…ended wrestling careers. So consider just what has gone on between Chandler Tsonda and Danny Ferguson that makes Danny – arguably the more level-headed of the two – prepared to deliver a move that cripples by design from a 15-foot drop. Consider that, in this moment, he’s prepared to jeopardize a man’s life. At least one would hope that the decision was only made in this moment. Pre-meditated murder faces much harsher penalties.

Got your mind wrapped around that yet? Ok, time in.

3…

2…

1…

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The buzzer sounds, and Danny takes one more look over his shoulder at the mat below. But as soon as the pneumatic doors open, Tyler Rayne is sprinting through them, finally unleashed.

Tyler Rayne: HEY FUCKFACE!

Danny turns back and sees Rayne, and lets Tsonda slip from his shoulder. Rayne hurls the chair at Ferguson with a perfect chest pass, and as quickly as he had dropped Chandler, the Superstar catches the chair with both hands.

And as quickly as he caught the chair, Tyler Rayne was airborne and hurtling towards him.

All air leaves the arena as thousands of fans gasp at once. Bursting forth from the tunnel as if launched from a cannon, Rayne hurtles toward Ferguson, kicking his legs forward and hitting Danny in the chest with a Tony-Jaa-style double knee strike.

The impact is massive, sending Ferguson flying backwards into the open space beyond the balcony. He goes momentarily parallel, mimicking Brad Pitt in Snatch.

Tyler falls straight down, managing to turn and grab hold of the edge of the balcony.

Danny, meanwhile, doesn’t have the same safety net. He doesn’t have ANY safety net, in fact, and he plunges straight down to the mat below. But after all, the falling isn’t the bad part; it’s the sudden stop.

Danny hits the mat with such downward force that you’d think Brock Lesnar just suplexed The Big Show in the middle of the mat. The entire ring shakes as Danny’s head bounces off the canvas with a stomach-churning thud. The sound and the force are enough to make everyone in the Halo turn and look, if only momentarily. Most of them regard it with little more than a "sucks for him" and go back to what they were doing. Some, though, notice the severity to which Ferguson has been hurt. One of those people is the PRIMEate at whose feet the Superstar landed.

Lindsay Troy stoops to kneel next to the prostrate actor. Her eyes quickly trace the path he took, and she glares up to the second level.

Chandler Tsonda, having recovered in time to see his frienemy Rayne dangling from the edge of the balcony, quickly pulls him up. Tyler climbs back onto the balcony and immediately looks down at Danny…until he sees Troy.

Time slows as the two stare at each other for an eternity. Any warmth that had been there for previous long, emotion-packed stares was completely gone here.

Troy’s lower jaw trembles as she looks at Tyler and it’s all he can do to look back. Her piercing "what did you do?" gaze is met with his "ohhhhhhhhhh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit" stare.

Needless to say, this changes things.

Troy breaks away from locked eyes to turn back to Ferguson. Completely out cold, the Superstar remains motionless where he landed in the middle of the ring. She immediately beckons a referee and demands medical attention for the fallen Ferg…a demand that the official promptly denies.

Livid, Troy repeats her words and makes it perfectly clear (since apparently she hadn’t been seconds earlier) that she is not fucking around. Once again, the official shakes his head to say no.

Nick: What the hell? They’re refusing medical attention?

Lindsay throws up the "X" herself, but the referee quickly pulls her arms down and says something to her in a very terse manner. Her eyes grow wide and she does her best to avoid slapping the stripes off this particular zebra.

Richard: He can’t get medical attention while the match is going on!

Nick: The man just fell 15 feet! He may be dead! JESUS CHRIST, the man needs help!

Richard: Dead or alive, he’s still active in the match! No superstar can receive medical help while they’re still IN THE MATCH!

It appears the referee has told Troy as much, and she sits back on her heels, burying her head in both hands. All Danny had said for a month was how important it was to win the Dual Halo. He’d devoted everything to this match. He’d prepared harder than he’d prepared for anything. He’d gone after every strategic advantage. Most of all, he said to anyone who would listen that the Golden Ticket was as good as his, and he said it with the same smug smile he’d used to guarantee everything he’d done in PRIME. She thought of that stupid smirk now, a stark contrast to the gravely injured man lying before her

Running both hands back through her hair, Lindsay wishes there was something else she could do. Twenty-four hours ago, she’d pledged to do whatever she could to help Danny when the time came. It was horribly, painfully, heartbreakingly premature, but the time had come…and there was only one thing she could do to help Danny now.

Signalling to the official, Troy places a hand on Danny’s chest and lowers her head, unable to look at anyone as it became official.

ONE.

TWO.

THREE.

Eliminated: Danny Ferguson

Almost immediately, the exterior doors fly open and a medical crew spills in, rushing to Ferguson. Lindsay stands up and offers some final sharp words to the official before retreating to the other side of the ring, away from all the action. She needed to be alone for a little bit.

122:00

With all of the action going on, people have flip-flopped all around between the two Halo's, namely with Dusk joining Halo Dos! As the paramedics work on getting the Superstar from the ring, Dusk grabs one of the medics by the arm and demands something of him. The terrified EMT says something back, and Dusk starts digging through the pack of supplies they brough with them. He takes a bag and tears it open, the pain still evident in his face from the constant pressure on his injured shoulder. He pulls out the Ace Bandage and begins wrapping it around his arm as tight as possible before clipping it as a makeshift sling, keeping his arm is a little more secure!

Nick: I can’t believe what I just saw, Richard! Dusk is giving himself medical treatment to keep going in this match!

Richard: He should be disqualified!

Nick: He should be honored! The man is risking permanent injury to press forward and reach for the Golden Ticket! All the bodies falling around him and he’s doing whatever he can to stay in this match!

Richard: Yeah, well, a lot of luck to him reaching for that ticket when he can’t raise his arm above his head!

The other person who has entered Halo Dos? Well, Bryan Dawkins, but he looks like he wishes he hadn't entered as Crucifix connects with the Fallen Angel on him. As Crucifix clutches his ribs from the springboard shooting star press, Elliott moves in and goes for the cover on Dawkins!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: The Flyin' Hawaiian Bryan Dawkins

Crucifix, finally getting back to his feet glares at Elliott as he can feel the hatred building in his chest for the Wade. Tit for tat,

Richard: You know what I love, Nick?

Nick: What's that, Richard?

Richard: When the competitors go into the other Halo, looking for some success I guess, and they just get eliminated.

Nick: You're a sick human being, Richard.

Richard: I know. It's one of the things I like least about myself.

Eighteen competitors left. In Halo Uno, Kannon and Cozen are going at it, Cozen the mysterious entrant into this year's Dual Halo who has been rather impressive while Kannon was the surprise #51 entrant this year. Kannon locks Cozen up into a collar-and-elbow tie-up! Cozen though digs her boot into his stomach before smashing Kannon's face into her knee! He recoils from the sudden pressure, stepping back a few inches before running at her for a clothesline! However, Cozen's able to duck it, and grabs his arm before nailing him with an implant DDT! Kannon lays face first into the mat as Cozen bounces off the ropes and nails an elbow drop into the small of his back! Kannon winces from the pain as Cozen gets back up again and slams her knee into his back this time around!

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Elsewhere in Halo Uno, Douglas has cornered Hall as he nails shoulder after shoulder into Hall's midsection! He then backs up slightly and goes for a running shoulder in the corner, but Hall moves out of the way so that Douglas smacks into the ringpost! Douglas stumbles out of the corner as Hall wraps his arms around Douglas's waist and connects with a German Suplex! Douglas's head bounces off the canvas as Hall keeps his arms wrapped around Troy's waist and pulls him back up again, nailing another German Suplex that gets the approval from the fans! Once again, Hall pulls Troy up before connecting with a third and final German Suplex, compressing all of Douglas's weight onto his neck! As Hall gets back up though, he's immediately attacked by Simply Beautiful who connects with a running bulldog on the veteran!

Back over in Halo Dos, Lindsay Troy is still distraught after the traumatic events of Ferguson being taken out on a stretcher. The Halo around her is slowly shrinking with competitor after competitor being eliminated from the match! As composes herself to get back into the fray, she's attacked ferociously by Devin Shakur who is showing no mercy to his upcoming opponent! Never one to shy away from taking advantage of a situation, Shakur begins letting loose with a succession of kicks until Troy rolls away from him! Shakur just continues to stalk her until he grabs her by the hair and sends her face first into the steel cage! She bounces off it again while she covers her face, but Shakur is ruthless as he grabs Troy again and goes to send her into the cage, but she manages to run up the cage and nails a backflip before dropkicking Shakur face first into the cage!

Richard: And this is what I'm talking about!

Nick: What're you talking about?

Richard: This!

Nick: Just stop talking. You'll save us all the embarassment.

Richard: Me embar--

Nick: Stop.

Both athletes get back up to their feet with Troy being first as she slams her elbow into his face. However, this only incenses Shakur who knees her in the midsection before rolling her back into the ring. He enters the ring, but Troy is on top of him as she begins stomping away at the #1 Contender to the Universal Title! She then drags Shakur up to his feet, but he's ready for her as he headbutts her sending her into the nearby corner while she grabs at her nose, making sure it's not broken. He elbows her a few times before she kicks him in the midsection and uppercuts him onto the mat! She then begins to climb up to the top rope, but as she reaches the top rope, Shakur gets back up to his feet and races up to the top to meet her before slamming his forearm into her face a few times! Before Troy can even fight Shakur off of her, Shakur connects with the HOLY SHIT!

Troy lands hard onto the mat in a world of pain as Shakur limps over to Troy and goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

...

...

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Lindsay Troy

As Troy's eliminated, Shakur can only keep his eyes closed, envisioning the future where if he hit that again, he'll win the Universal Title. Shakur though can't dream for long as he's kicked in the back of the head by Wade Elliott, trying to get back to her friend but unable to do so to help her!

Richard: OOOOOOOH! YEAH! A SIGN OF THE FUTURE!

Nick: In this future, does Troy compete three times in two days?

Richard: ...No.

Nick: Then you might want to alter that dream. Sure, Shakur might've just defeated Troy, but Lindsay just retained her Universal Title AND took out Tchu to win the PTC Unified Title.

Richard: You just have to ruin all of my fun, don't ya?

Back over in Halo Uno, Sirrajin and Captain Justice are going at it with both men switching momentum! Sirrajin though right now has the control as he slams his forearm into Justice's face several times before whipping him into the ropes and connecting witha sidewalk slam! Justice crashes hard into hte mat as Sirrajin gets back up to his feet and drags Justice up with him. Justice though begins to fight back as he slams his elbow into Killean's midsection. He then whips Sirrajin into the ropes and nails him with the Heroic Hoss Toss that sends Sirrajin crashing to the mat! Sirrajin, dizzy and in pain after the manuever, fights back to his feet only for Justice to kick him in the midsection and lift him up for a powerbomb! Yet, Killean still has his wits about him as he starts wailing away at Justice until he's able to get Justice to drop him! Sirrajin then spins Justice around and connects with a bridging German Suplex!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And yet, the raw power of Captain Justice is too much for Sirrajin to keep down!

Nick: And Sirrajin just nearly took out one of your picks!

Richard: I never worried.

Nick: Then why're you sweating profusely and grabbing my leg?

Richard: Because...you... have... firm... legs?

Nick: Okay, get off me.

In Halo Dos, Crucifix and Valentine are going at it with Valentine in complete control! She drops Crucifix onto the mat with a roundhouse kick before she nails a swift kick to the chest that's followed up with a swift kick to the abdomen! Crucifix curls up in a ball from the constant pain as Vivica hops onto the top rope and just waits for Crucifix to pull himself together. Slowly he does just that and as he turns towards Valentine, she leaps off the top rope and goes for a flying Hurricanrana, but as she reaches Crucifix, he just sits down and slams her with a powerbomb! Aware of his situation, Crucifix turns her over and goes for the Crucifix Crossface

Valentine fights for a moment, trying to get out, but as Crucifix tenses his arms up, the pain becomes too much before she has to tap out!

Eliminated: Vivica Valentine

Another elimination for Crucifix, starting to hone in on the bounty for the 5-Star Title.

Nick: And ANOTHER elimination for Crucifix!

Richard: Okay, it's becoming old news, Nick.

Nick: Whatever, you're just upset because I won't let you get to second base with me.

Richard: Shut up! You hurt my feelings!

Back over in Halo Uno, two PRIME veterans, Rolo and Hoyt Williams begin to go at it with Williams connecting with a belly-to-belly suplex! Rolo lands on his lower back hard as he arches his back, but gets right back up to his feet, having gone this far and refusing to not go to the end of the match! As he gets back up, Williams lunges at him and connects with a clothesline that sends Rolo over the top rope! Williams wastes no time going after his prey as he slides out of the ring as Rolo starts to get back up to his feet, grabs him, and smashes Rolo's face into his knee that sends him back onto hard mesh flooring. Then, Hoyt begins to look underneath the ring and finds a stop sign there! He proceeds to lean it up against a ring post before he drags Rolo back up to his feet! He then begins to irish whip Rolo into the stop sign, but Rolo reverses it half way and takes Hoyt down with a spinebuster! With the hard mesh against his back, Hoyt yells out in pain while Rolo gets back up, grabs Hoyt's legs, and hotshots him into the stop sign!

Meanwhile, Elliott continues his punishment on Shakur as the Blue Collar Brawler sends him to the mat with a snapmere suplex! Shakur goes down hard as Elliott rips him back up to his feet and sends him into the ropes before connecting with a boot to the face that sends the Commie Emo to the ground once again! Wade then rolls out of the ring and looks underneath the ring where he finds a sledgehammer! The crowd goes crazy for Wade as he slides back in the ring while Shakur gets back up to his feet and smashes the sledgehammer in Shakur's face! Devin goes down hard, and isn't moving when Elliott goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Devin Shakur

With the elimination of Shakur, not only does he avenge his friend's elimination, but he moves a step closer to Crucifix and the 5-Star Bounty!

Nick: And now Shakur is gone!

Richard: STOP TAKING OUT MY PEOPLE!

Nick: You get really weird during these matches.

Richard: I KNOW!

Douglas and Simply Beautiful, back over in Halo Uno, begin to go at it, trading punches left and right, neither man wanting to budge until SB sends Douglas to the mat with a hip toss! Douglas gets right back up onto his feet as he goes for a clothesline on Simply Beautiful, but he manages to duck it! Simply Beautiful then bounces off the ropes while Douglas does the same and they take each other down with a clothesline! Douglas rolls around, the back of his head numb from the impact onto the mat before he muscles back to his feet. He begins to drag Simply Beautiful up with him when Simply Everything nails Troy Douglas with a Samoan Drop! Douglas groans from the pain on his back as Simply Beautiful gets back up on his feet, bounces off the ropes, and nails an elbow drop to Troy's neck! Douglas grabs at his neck as Simply Beautiful gets up again and this time drops a knee across his neck!

Back over in Halo Dos, Tyler Rayne and Jay Terror begin to go at it with Terror showing how fresh he is with repeated forearms to the face before whipping Rayne into the ropes and connecting with a flying roundhouse kick on him! Rayne fights back to his feet only to be planted in the middle of the ring with a DDT that scrambles his brains! Terror turns him over and begins to go for a pin on Rayne when he's attacked from behind by Tsonda! Tsonda goes full speed as he nails kick after kick to Terror's midsection, but Terror is able to fend him off before sending him into the ropes and nails him with a hip toss. As Tsonda gets back up to his feet, Terror connects with a Bandstand Bust and goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And Tsonda manages to get his shoulder up, surprising Terror!

Meanwhile, in Halo Uno, Douglas pushes Simply Beautiful in the corner before pulling him up onto the second rope and connecting with the End of the Road! The move gets a huge pop from the crowd as Beautiful starts twitching after the underhook piledriver from the second rope! Douglas then goes for the pin!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Simply Beautiful

As Douglas rolls off of SB, he's immediately met with a leg drop across his throat from Captain Justice!

Back on the outside of the ring, Rolo and Williams continue to go at it as Rolo is once again at the mercy of Hoyt Williams who slams his elbow into Rolo's face! Rolo covers up as Williams lifts him back up and nails him with a Facebreaker DDT that causes Rolo to howl out in pain. Williams then rolls Rolo into the ring and follows in behind him as Tony fights to get back up to his knees! Williams slams his boot into the side of Rolo's face, but Rolo doesn't give up as he slams his shoulder into Hoyt's gut! Hoyt doubles over as Rolo gets back up to his feet and conects with a gutbuster! The manuever sends Hoyt to the ground as Rolo pulls him back up and nails a Roloplex!

Nick: And Rolo has looked rather impressive so far in this match!

Richard: I guess.

Up above him, the doors open, and from behind him Captain Justice turns Rolo around and nails him with a chokeslam!

From up above, a man races out of the doors and leaps into the air and connects with a Shooting Star Press! The fans chanting his name says it all.

DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK! DUSK!

With hitting the Sunset from such a high place, he can feel another elimination coming for him as he hooks Hoyt's leg and the referee begins to count!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Hoyt Williams

As he rolls off of Hoyt though, Captain Justice lifts Dusk up off the mat and sends him into the ropes before nailing him with a Justice Served! The impact shakes the entire ring as Dusk feels his entire spine has been splintered into several parts!

Nick: AND WHAT A MOVE BY DUSK!

Richard: I tell you, this man is insane! Already injured his shoulder earlier and then he does that?! Dumb.

Nick: And yet he's still in the match.

Richard: I guess.

130:00

After disposing of Dusk, Justice then moves through the tunnel and enters Halo Dos with Sirrajin and Hall not far behind him. Meanwhile, Chandler Tsonda comes back through the tunnel and joins Halo Uno!

Thirteen competitors are left in the ring and you can feel that the crowd knows that things are starting to wind down, but still have a lot of action left. 130 minutes in and Elliott can feel how long he's been in here, one of the longest right up there with Tony Rolo. Kannon feels like one of the freshest, having only been in there for thirty minutes, but also having to shake off years of rust! The Ace bandage on Dusk's shoulder gives it all away while Rayne has bruises adorning his body from the constant punishment he's doled out throughout the match.

The number of current PRIME superstars are outnumbered by the number of returning stars and Open Invitational members to a score of 8 to 5. None of those five men want to lose this match, not to a returning superstar or Open Invitational member. Two of them hold PRIME titles in Dusk and Tyler Rayne. Easton Hall though has already cemented his status as the #1 contender to the 5-Star Title. Elliott meanwhile is starting to hone in on the Intense Title bounty while Crucifix is close to taking the 5-Star Title Bounty. It's the 5-Star Title Bounty that Elliott wants though.

Halo Uno sees Kannon and Douglas going at it with one another, Kannon fighting as hard as he can to maintain control with the experienced Douglas! Kannon manges to dig his knee into Douglas's midsection before nailing him with a scoopslam! Kannon then races up the nearest turnbuckle and pauses for a brief second before nailing a flying elbows drop into the chest Douglas who rolls around in a world of pain from the sudden impact! Kannon gets back to his feet and narrowly misses stiff chop from Cozen and sends her flying into the ropes before connecting with a falling hip toss on her! She lands hard on her back as Kannon gets back up to his feet and nails a standing moonsault on Douglas before hooking his leg for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Yet, Kannon is unable to put Douglas away!

Over in Halo Dos, Captain Justice has turned his attention to the last GCW wrestler left in the Dual Halo, Jay Terror! He sends him to the mat with a Topsy-Turvy before getting back up to his feet and grabbing Terror with him. He knees Terror in the midsection a few times, but Terror refuses to give up as he slams his forearm repeatedly into Justice's midsection before nailing him with a DDT firmly in the middle of the ring! Terror then begins to climb up to the top rope, taking his time as if he has all day, and as he reaches the top rope, Justice is fighting his way back to his feet! As Justice stands back up, Terror flies off the top rope, going for a flying cross body, but Justice is able to grab Terror in mid-air with raw strength and power before hoisting him up onto his shoulder and nailing him with the Holy Justice Slam! A mooment pasts before Justice covers Terror!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Jay Terror

And the raw power of Captain Justice, the newest superhero to grace PRIME, is too much for Terror to handle as he's knocked out of the Dual Halo, sending it to twelve athletes left.

Richard: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!

Nick: And Justice has taken out Jay Terror!

Richard: Go Justice, go Justice!

Nick: You scare the fans too, you know? Not just me.

Richard: So? They can all suck my d--

Nick: That might not be the brightest thing to do, Richard.

132:00

You can feel the intensity amongst the crowd as they all sit on the edge of their seats, the action becoming crucial at this point! Some superstars have been in this match for so long that any kind of move can take them out of the match for good! Back over in Halo Uno, Rolo and Cozen have hooked up AGAIN, the intensity between these two rooted in the Dual Halo! Rolo slams his forearm into Cozen's jaw a few times before pushing her into the ropes and whips her across the ring before nailing her with a sidewalk slam! The exhaustion is evident on Cozen's face as she rolls away from Rolo, hoping to get back to her feet, but her muscles yelling at her in protest! Rolo grabs Cozen by the back of her neck and drags her back to her feet before pushing her into the corner! Cozen begins to fight back, her feet ever lethal as she kicks Rolo in the gut, trying to put some space in between them, but Rolo continues to keep the pressure up as he slams his shoulder into her gut.

Richard: These two keep running into each other!

Nick: That they do!

Richard: If both of them stick around, I think it's fair to say that there might be some unfinished business between them.

Nick: That there might.

Back over in Halo Dos, Elliott is being manhandled by Hall as he keeps trying to get over to Rayne! Hall tackles Elliott to the ground before mounting him and slamming his forearm into Elliott's face a few times! He then wraps Elliott up into a STW as Elliott starts to yell out in pain! But, it's evident that Elliott isn't going to give up, not now, not here. Not when he's so close to the finish line. Not when it's not what Elliott is prone to do. Instead, he shows his resillency, having been in this match for well over a hundred minutes. He grits through the pain as Hall just wears and grinds on him! Elliott though refuses to give up and eventually, Hall gives up on the hold before ripping Elliott up off the mat and sending him into the nearby corner! He then rushes full speed at Elliott before connecting with a Rising Elbow on Elliott! Elliott then stumbles out of the corner as Hall bounces into the ropes and connects with a flying back elbow!

134:00

Meanwhile, in Halo Uno, Kannon and Dusk have locked up with Dusk pushing the breathless Kannon into the corner before kneeing him a few times in the midsection! Kannon tries to push Dusk away, but it's no use as Dusk has shifted into another gear, moving forward that the goal of winning the Halo! He then whips Kannon across the ring and rushes right behind him before hopping onto the second rope and connecting with a leaping enzuigiri that sends Kannon crashing to the mat! Dusk then rolls Kannon over and goes for the cover on the legend!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And yet, Kannon manages to get his left shoulder up in the nick of time! Dusk rolls off of Kannon and bounces off the ropes before going for a leg drop across his throat. Except for one problem as Kannon rolls out of the way and Dusk lands hard on the mat! Kannon gets back on his feet and bounces off the ropes before nailing a dropkick to the chest of the seated Dusk! Kannon then goes for the cover as well!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

TH--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And the newly crowned Intense Champion manages to kick out! The crowd goes crazy as they chant both of their names!

DUSK!

KANNON!

DUSK!

KANNON!

DUSK!

Nick: And listen to this crowd! These two veterans are going at it and they're just eating it up!

Richard: Just amazing action between both of them, can you blame them?

Nick: It's things like this that can really make the Halo one of the greatest matches around!

Richard: So true!

136:00

Back over in Halo Dos, Crucifix has turned his attention to Captain Justice! He nails Justice with a roundhouse kick, but Captain Justice refuses to go down! Crucifix then bounces off the ropes and connects with a clothesline that rocks the big man, but still doesn't send him crashing down to the mat! Crucifix then whips Justice into the ropes and nails a Hadoken on Justice who drops down to one knee, but STILL doesn't go down! Crucifix immediately bounces off the ropes, and before he gets a chance to do anything, Justice roars to life as he lifts him up and slams him to the ground with a spinebuster! Crucifix arches his back in pain as Justice lifts him up off the mat before slamming his forearm into his chet! He then lifts Crucifix onto his shoulder and backs up slightly before going full speed forward for The Holy Justice Slam! However, Crucifix is able to slip out of the running powerslam and as Justice turns around he's met with another roundhouse kick before a swift kick to the jewels! Justice drops down to both of his knees before Crucifix nails ANOTHER roundhouse kick and sends him crashing to the mat! Crucifix then runs into the ropes, hops onto the middle rope, and springboards off it into the Fallen Angel! He lands perfectly as he then hooks the leg for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Captain Justice

And just like that, Captain Justice has been vanquished from the Dual Halo by Crucifix, a newcomer to PRIME who has had a VERY impressive debut!

Richard: ARE YOU JOKING ME?!

Nick: I'll take it that you're not very happy right now.

Richard: NOOOOOO! None of my guys seem to be able to stay in the match!

Nick: Yeah, I noticed.

Richard: Just... I need some time to myself, Nick.

Nick: It'll be okay, Richard.

138:00

Eleven men. That's what remains.

Elsewhere in Halo Dos, Sirrajin and Rayne lock up with one another, the pressure mounting on both of their shoulders! Sirrajin, the fresher of the two, begins clubbing away at Rayne, each shot meant to knock Rayne out, but the 5*Star Champion remains resillent as he keeps fighting back, nailing a jab every now and then on Sirrajin to keep himself alive! Sirrajin then backs up a few seconds and then goes right at Rayne trying to connect with a lariat, but Rayne manges to duck it. As Killean turns around, he's met with a boot to the stomach before Rayne muscles him up and back down to the mat with a Northern Lights Suplex! Sirrajin rolls away from Rayne, his body tingling from the intensity of this match! Rayne follows him though before pulling him up back to his feet as he knees him squarely in the chest! Rayne then whips Sirrajin into the ropes and goes for a roundhouse kick, but the Supreme Machine manages to duck it. As Rayne turns around, Sirrajin comes flying at him before nailing him with a Supreme Justice! Rayne goes down hard from the impact as Sirrajin goes for the cover!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THR--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

And somehow, Rayne manages to kick out!

Nick: And a close call for Rayne!

Richard: How is he still kicking out?!

Nick: I have no idea, to be honest.

140:00

Back over in Halo Uno, Dusk and Tsonda are going at it, two men who're destined for great things! Tsonda knows what it takes to make it to the top of the mountain while Dusk has continued to come short over the past year! Yet, he's on the right path now as he slams his forearm into Tsonda's face a few times. He then pushes Tsonda into the ropes and whips him across the ring, but Tsonda is too quick for him as he connects with a swift kick to the midsection before connecting with a Golgotha Drop on Dusk! Dusk crashes hard into the mat and Tsonda's quick to turn Dusk over and go for the pin!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THR--NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Richard: Now that would've made my night!

Nick: I'm surprised that Dusk still has enough in him to keep going!

Richard: Same here!

And somehow Dusk manages to get his shoulder up! Tsonda rolls off of Dusk, furious that he couldn't keep Dusk down on the mat! He pulls himself up and climbs up the nearby corner, intending to put Dusk away once and for all. The only thing on his mind is getting another Universal Title shot and as he gets to the top turnbuckle he can see that dream in front of his eyes! He then leaps off the top rope and goes for a Model Citizen, but Dusk manages to get his knees up at the last possible second! Tsonda rolls around in pain as Dusk lies flat on his face, barely even moving! Slowly, Tsonda gets up to his feet and walks over to Dusk, and begins the tough job of pulling him to his feet! As he does so, Tsonda turns his head for a brief second, looking at the action around him, and then...

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

Lights. Out.

Tsonda then drops to the ground as Dusk falls on top of him.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Chandler Tsonda

Richard: DAMNIT!

Nick: This night is just not going well for you, is it, Richard?

Richard: No, it's not!

Nick: It'll be okay.

142:00

And as Dusk rolls off of Tsonda, there only remained ten men left in the Dual Halo.

Dusk

Wade Elliott

Crucifix

Troy Douglas

Xavier Kannon

Tony Rolo

Cozen

Tyler Rayne

Killean Sirrajin

Easton Hall

Nick: Ten men left! Anything can happen now!

Richard: That there can, that there can!

Nick: It’s all down to this, folks...the final ten.

Richard: BS aside, Nick, I’m impressed that some of these guys are still standing, much less fighting. I’m close to losing my voice; I can’t imagine the fatigue they’re going through!

Bodies move heavy and slow around each Halo, as everyone looks for that small opening to send them further along, to push them that much closer to the Golden Ticket.

Killean Sirrajin pulls Tyler Rayne up and summons his strength for a power move. He bends Rayne over and applies a standing headscissors, looking for a powerbomb or something equally devastating.

Standing slightly away from them, Wade Elliott ponders the situation. The name Killean Sirrajin doesn’t mean anything to him, other than it occasionally being dropped by Troy during road stories. On the other hand, he cares even less about Rayne after they’ve stood nose-to-nose over the same woman…in a manner of speaking, of course. It seems that it would suit Wade well to sit back and let the magic happen here, letting Rayne get his just desserts and picking his spots later.

But that just ain’t the Wade Elliott way, ya’ll.

As soon as Killean hesitates on the lift, a big ol’ boot flies in from stage left and cracks him across the jaw. He immediately releases the hold and stumbles back into the ropes. Rayne, meanwhile, sinks to the ground and rolls away, not so much escaping as getting out of the blast zone.

144:00

When Sirrajin rebounds, Wade scoops him up in a fireman’s carry and spins around, housing the Hall of Famer up and PLANTING him in the middle of the ring.

Nick: REBEL YELL! WADE ELLIOTT JUST HIT KILLEAN WITH THE REBEL YELL!

Richard: That doesn’t mean you need to scream out the call!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Eliminated: Killean Sirrajin

Getting up from the hold, Wade dusts off his hands, happy with his decision. After all, he was right there with Crucifix as far as eliminations go, and if he had to get a little underhanded to stay in the race, then that’s just shit luck as far as Killean’s concerned.

Ready to turn and make it clear that he was still in this thing, Wade gets smacked in the face by karma.

Playing the part of Karma this evening: Crucifix.

The Phoenix Eye palm strike catches Wade square in the forehead, and feels unlike any punch he’s ever taken in any barfight in his life. After all, he usually stays conscious after getting punched in the bar.

Maybe it’s because he wasn’t ready for it. Maybe it’s because Crucifix has the technique to shatter a cinder block. Or maybe it’s just because at two hours and ten minutes into his stay in the match (passing Danny Ferguson for the new record and the inside track for longest stay), Wade had just plain gone sober.

Whatever the reason, at the point of impact from Crucifix’s unorthodox strike, Wade collapses in a heap. Thankfully for the officials and the paramedics, it would be a while before he woke up and realized his Halo dreams were over.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Eliminated: Wade Elliott

With the numbers dwindling, Cozen opts to stay back from the fracas, being the odd woman out (or just the odd woman in general) as Rolo and Kannon pair off, and Dusk and Douglas continue to go at it.

146:00

Nick: With Wade Elliott down, Tony Rolo has the "longest time" record within his grasp!

Richard: Great, just what I need, another reason for everyone to talk about how great Rolo is…

Although Dusk is fighting Douglas off with just one arm, he’s managing to hold his own, picking his spots and making them count. Douglas whips Dusk into the ropes, looking for a back body drop, but Dusk anticipates the move and rolls across Troy’s back! He lands on his feet and steps forward, attempting to decapitate Troy with a Lights Out superkick!

Troy sidesteps the move, though, and puts a forearm in Dusk’s midsection, toppling him.

Nick: Dusk almost had the elimination there! I can’t believe the heart he’s shown!

Richard: Well break out the violins, buddy, because this heartwarming story is about to get a Ferguson ending.

Nick: …

Richard: Too soon?

Nick: It happened less than 20 minutes ago, you dick.

Richard: So too soon.

As Dusk practically collapses, Troy looks to put him away for good. A few more strikes keep the Lost Soul dazed, and he can only block as Douglas looks for some body shots to weaken his foe.

In desperation, Dusk throws an overhand punch with his good arm, but the awkward movement because of his shoulder pain makes it slow and easy to deflect. Troy catches the hand and throws it away, opening Dusk up for a hard left cross to finish him off…

…but instead of being tossed away so easily, Dusk goes for broke. Spinning into the deflected punch, he makes a full rotation before swinging his injured arm up and CLOCKING Troy Douglas on the jaw with the point of his elbow!

Nick: Roaring Elbow! Dusk just threw a roaring elbow with his injured arm!

The pain from the move is nearly unbearable, but the gamble (not Tony) paid off. Completely caught off guard, Douglas stumbles back, dazed from the force of the blow. Dusk is doubled over, tears welling up in his eyes as he grips the shoulder tight, trying to fight off the pain. He looks over at Douglas and sees that the desperation move has created JUST enough space…

Nick: LIGHTS OUT! LIGHTS OUT!

The superkick would have made Marie Antoinette proud, and if this was a Quentin Tarantino film or some other goofy horror bullshit, Troy Douglas’ head would have just rolled across the canvas. Instead, it manages to stay on his shoulders by the grace of God, and he collapses in a heap.

After wavering slightly, Dusk collapses on top of Troy, unable to find the strength to hook the leg.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Troy Douglas

Across the ring, Rolo fires some hard shots at Xavier Kannon, and fans go crazy for the battle of legend vs. legend. Rolo is the aggressor, battering XK as the latter tries to beg off and avoid the full conflict.

Rolo is having none of it, though, and he pulls Kannon in to look for a Roloplex and put XK away.

148:00

Nick: Can Tony Rolo make it to the top five in his first match back?

Richard: Hell, can Kannon?

Before the ‘plex happens, Kannon slams a knee into the low midsection. It’s important to note low, because this is like an "in or out" call – either he caught Tony square in the lower abs, or he caught him square in the upper balls. The argument would be waged with fans for weeks, if not longer.

What matters, though, is that Rolo doubles over, and Kannon immediately hikes him up for the Hallmark!

Nick: Hallmark! Hallmark!

XK drops back for the cradle piledriver and immediately makes the cover.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Tony Rolo

Nick: And that's it! Rolo falls short of the longest stay! Wade Elliott still holds the record!

Over in Halo Dos, Easton Hall stared down Tyler Rayne. It wouldn’t be long before Easton got his shot one-on-one, but the temptation to get things started early was great. Tyler sized his #1 contender up, readying for any battle that was to come.

In that moment, Rayne’s disinterest in engaging Hall became ring awareness, and Hall’s focus on the man holding "his" 5-Star belt became tunnel vision. Because when Crucifix came crashing down from the top level in a corkscrew body press, Tyler’s peripherals kicked in just enough to get him out of the way. Easton took the brunt of the blow, and didn’t have much left to kick out as Crucifix rolled him up.

OOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Easton Hall

Richard: Should have kept his head on a swivel there, Nick. He should’ve waited his turn!

Nick: It WAS his turn!

Richard: Not yet, I guess.

150:00

The tunnels whoosh open yet again, and Crucifix and Rayne, the last remaining inhabitants of Dos, give each other a look. Neither is the type to waste time bullshitting, and a lot can happen in ten minutes. With a mutual nod, they both opt to join the party in Halo Uno and finish this fight.

Nick: That’s a respectable move by Crucifix and Tyler Rayne! They’re not going to drag this out, they want to fight!

Richard: They want to WIN, Nick. These two are the only surviving candidates for that "Most Eliminations" reward. If they have to pin each other, they don’t want to do it until the end.

As they attempt to travel the tunnels, they run into Cozen, who was trying to slip her way over to Halo Dos for a cheap and easy passage to the finals. That doesn’t sit well with the two pseudo-cowboys, though, and they quickly force her back by way of putting knuckle to tooth. No longer able to ride her deceptive (and disingenuous) good looks, Cozen is quickly thrown back into Halo Uno.

Richard: Talk about respectable moves…

Nick: What, forcing Cozen to fight it out?

Richard: No, I was talking about Cozen trying to earn a ticket to the Ticket! She’s being sharp about it – just ‘cause those two meatheads like to smash things doesn’t mean everyone enjoys it!

Back in the ring, Dusk and Kannon are trading slow, heaving punches and wavering with each one. Dusk grabs his shoulder with each shot thrown or landed, and as Rayne disposes of Cozen, Crucifix – his nemesis for the "Most Eliminations" reward – pounces on the opportunity.

As Dusk sends Kannon down with a hard shot, Crucifix swoops in. Dusk has no time to react before the masked man grabs hold of his injured arm and pulls him down to the mat. Before he knows what’s happening, the Lost Soul is trapped in an AT Lock, the combination stranglehold/kimura popularized in PRIME by Nitz Donnelly.

The hold rips and tears at his shoulder, and despite all the hard effort he’s shown in this match, despite all the lengths he has gone to, he knows that there’s only one thing he can do if he ever wants to live to fight another day.

TAP, TAP, TAP!

Eliminated: Dusk

Nick: And Dusk’s heroic effort in the Dual Halo comes to an end.

Richard: Good riddance.

Nick: You wish you had the heart that Dusk does.

Richard: No thanks. Then I’d need all sort of insulin and shit, otherwise I’d go all Jeb Bartlett and spend half my life shaking like Muhammad Ali trying to rub one out.

Nick: You’re an ignoramus, a plagiarist and an asshole.

Now down to the top four, they each pair off. As Crucifix gets back to his feet, Rayne comes in hard, not so much blindsiding him as bringing the fight to his doorstop. He pushes Crucifix back into the turnbuckle, giving him plenty of time to realize what’s going on. If he didn’t, a hard slap across the chest from Tyler made it pretty clear.

152:00

Left by their lonesome, Cozen and Kannon look at each other, then watch Rayne and Cross. Cozen gives Kannon another look, to which he nods reassuringly. Neither was terribly interested in expending energy when they could wait and let the other two do the dirty work. Assured of that by XK, Cozen lets her guard down…and is promptly kicked in the back of the head.

Richard: That dick!

Nick: Kannon made his name on pulling Cozen’s game, Rich! It’s time to take her to school!

Kannon grabs Cozen by the hair and drags her out to the center of the ring, making sure to sidestep Rayne and Crucifix.

Rayne pulls the former fWo star out of the corner and applies the standing headscissors. Knowing full well that he was trailing Cross by three falls, he knew that he needed to earn the next three just to tie it up. That started with taking out the source of the problem.

Nick: Rayne’s going for the Deathscythe! This could be it for Crucifix!

As Tyler pulls up the first underhook, the masked man slips out of the hold, keeping the arm and twisting it into a short-arm Irish whip. Instead of sending Rayne into the ropes, though, he scoops the 5-Star champion up onto his shoulder and into position…

Richard: Mecca Driver! Forget Rayne, he’s done!

Not quite yet. As Crucifix struggles to get Rayne in place, he drifts a little too close to the ropes. Tyler’s foot catches a turnbuckle and he instinctively pushes off, flipping forward out of the hold and sitting out into a makeshift Diamond Dust stunner!

Crucifix snaps back and into the turnbuckle. As he stumbles out, Rayne kicks him in the gut and quickly applies the double underhook. He lifts and drops Cross with the Deathscythe!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Crucifix

154:00

Meanwhile, as XK readies for the Hallmark, Cozen jabs her fingers into the meat behind his knee joint. Having taken more than enough abuse to his hinges over the long and storied career, he’s wide open for an attack at those sensitive areas, and the pressure point strike makes his knees nearly give out.

He shoves Cozen away, grabbing at the knees to ensure that nothing’s as torn or strained as it felt at that particular moment. As soon as she has the space, Cozen takes a sidestep and then launches herself at XK, swinging around and catching him under the chin with a flying butterfly kick. He isn’t even looking when the kick catches him flush, and she’s hooking the leg before he even hits the mat.

ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Eliminated: Xavier Kannon

Nick: WE’RE DOWN TO TWO!

Richard: I can’t believe it’s almost over!

Nick: Richard, this is the longest match in PRIME history!

Richard: I know, and I can’t believe I haven’t had to go to the bathroom yet!

Cozen grabs Rayne by the head in a Muay Thai clinch. (S)he throws a high knee, aiming to break the nose, but Rayne pulls back. Skilled in the striking art himself, he knows well enough to defend the technique, but this is no time for technique. Instead of getting fancy with it, Tyler merely kicks out her other leg, sending Cozen down to the mat on her back.

From there, Rayne swings a leg a high and looks to come down with an axe kick, but the imposter rolls away, springing back to her feet as Rayne quickly swivels to meet her. A high snap kick from Cozen is defected and answered, but neither takes damage. They circle again, looking for the opening.

156:00

Nick: What a strange pair of finalists we have. One has skyrocketed up the ladder in this company, taking on anyone and everyone, making him an invaluable member of the roster. The other, in just one night, has taken every possible opportunity to scam her way to the top, and now it seems that she’s just one well-placed kick away from that goal.

Richard: You gotta admire that, right?

Nick: I have to admire a lot of things in this match, Richard. I have to admire Dusk’s courage. I have to admire Danny Ferguson’s drive. I have to admire Wade Elliott’s tenacity. There is nothing I have to admire about Cozen.

Richard: Not even her Autumn Sullivan boobs?

Nick: Those were fake, Richard.

Richard: And that’s different from Angelica…how?

There’s no way to prepare for an opponent who you won’t even recognize tomorrow. Cozen had played opportunist throughout the entire match, taking everyone by surprise from the moment she "stumbled" into Halo Uno. She had no history, no moveset, no face to speak of. Over an hour later and she still hadn’t played her hand, lying in wait nearly the entire night. Now it was her time to strike, with only one man left and none of her weaknesses evident.

The plan that was working to perfection. Well, almost perfection. Ironic that the man standing in her way had spent his own PRIME career getting over on his own imperfections.

Cozen throws a high swinging roundhouse and Rayne ducks. He pops her quickly in the kidney and her body seizes up, but the pain isn’t unbearable. Keeping her momentum through the react blow, she whirls into a back spinning elbow that catches Tyler high on the cheek. A few inches in either direction and it hits the jaw or the temple, an almost assured knockout. Instead, it tears a deep cut along the side of Rayne’s face, the kind that Russian soldiers with one eye have on their cheeks.

Richard: She just tore a hole in Rayne’s face!

Nick: That was a hell of an elbow, and it looks to have caught him in just the right spot!

Rayne’s head jerks with the impact and he stumbles forward. Cozen quickly plants the missed roundhouse foot and pressed her weight down, swinging the opposite foot across to paintbrush Rayne’s face just shy of the cut. He spins away at the force of the blow, landing on all fours.

Cozen lands both feet on the ground and crouches into a fighting stance, lying in wait for Rayne. With blood dripping from his mouth and his cheek, the Underground Pimp breathes deeply, desperately trying to regain his bearings.

He’d been here before. Yeah, you say you’ve been in wars, but he’s been in fucking WARS. He’s been in the kind of battles that shorten your life that much just by being in them, the kind where the scars and the pain never quite go away, they just get overwritten by newer scars and harsher pain. Blood like this is commonplace…pedestrian.

He doesn’t know anything about this chick, but one thing he’s learning fast is that she can strike. This was going to require something extra from him.

Nick: It looks like Cozen’s preparing for the butterfly kick she broke out earlier in the match. If she connects on Rayne, after the abuse he’s taken in the match, it could be all over!

Richard: C’mon, c’mon, c’mon…

Nick: How could you want her to win? We know nothing about this woman! You want her to be holding the Golden Ticket?

Richard: Anything to avoid another night-long Tyler Rayne self-fellatio-fest celebration….

Tyler lifts his head slightly, trying to recover, but really just trying to catch her reflection in the Halo wall. He sees enough to be prepared, and swings around slowly.

Pouncing on the situation, Cozen springs towards Tyler and swings her body into the air, looking to connect with the butterfly kick that had served her well earlier in the match. Tyler doesn’t anticipate the kick, but he was ready for her to go either high or low. When he sees her going high, he ducks low and waits for her to pass overhead. The momentum of the butterfly kick sends Cozen sailing over him, and she lands nimbly on her feet after failing to make impact. Notice that she lands nimbly; that is, the one-point-four seconds when she actually touches the mat again can qualify as nimble. What follows is anything but.

Swiveling to meet her, Rayne throws a hard Muay Thai elbow of his own, rising into the blow Ryu-or-Ken style. Bone connects with bone as his elbow slams into the point of her jaw, sending her stumbling backwards, and eventually sprawled out flat on her back.

Had she taken more abuse over the course of the match, she might have been out for good, but her vision quickly refocuses just as Rayne is moving in to capitalize. She snaps a leg up and catches Rayne with a strong upkick, the heel striking him in the forehead. He stumbles back and Cozen rolls backwards up to her feet.

She throws another flying butterfly kick, not looking for impact so much as space. Sure enough, with no wherewithal to duck, Rayne merely backs away, giving Cozen enough room to settle herself.

Richard: Those feet are lethal, Nick, and she’s throwing them at someone who’s known for sharp kicks himself.

Nick: It will be interesting to see how Rayne responds. Clearly Cozen wants to get him in a striking battle here – she’s got more energy and she’s taken less abuse during this match.

She lands in a fighting stance and immediately steps in on Rayne before he can assume a defensive position. She throws a leg kick that he absorbs, crumpling slightly. The followup is a left cross, which he quickly dodges. She presses the action and throws a roundhouse, and Rayne can only deflect the blow. He looks to be wearing down as she moves in for the kill. A knee to the unprotected gut doubles him, and she follows up with an uppercut to snap him back up. Rayne’s eyes begin to roll back as Cozen swings in with one final blow, a looping downward elbow strike aimed at the jaw.

As the blow comes in, it doesn’t find the chin. Tyler was dazed, but not out of it. He catches the limb and falls backwards, dropping into a jiu-jitsu style guard and immediately rolling backwards. The visual appearance is more like a slow hurricanrana as he wraps his legs around Cozen’s head and arm and pulls her over to her back, landing himself in a pseudo-mounted position.

Nick: Modifed INSULT TO INJURY! Rayne just pulled her over and locked in the triangle!

With the triangle choke cinched, Tyler passes her arm and begins raining down heavy elbows, each one landing completely unprotected on Cozen’s head. Her body shakes with each blow until it goes completely limp. Tyler continues to pound her out, each strike falling like he’s trying to drive it straight through the mat. Neither the obvious unconsciousness of Cozen nor the sound of the bell is enough to shake him.

Eliminated: Cozen

Stepping in, the referee has to literally drag Rayne off of Cozen. After a few seconds, he releases the choke, and a few seconds after that, he realizes where he is and what just happened. He lies prostrate on the mat next to the official and the impostor, breathing heavily and feeling the blood stream down his cheek for the first time.

Vince Howard: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HERE IS YOUR 2008 DUAL HALO WINNER, TYYYYYYYYYYLEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

"Stick ‘Em Up" blasts over the speakers, but you can barely hear it over the screams of the crowd.

If there was any doubt that Tyler Rayne’s rise in PRIME could be described as meteoric, well, this was enough to prove it.

Tyler sits up in the middle of the ring, looking around at the Halo structure. Cozen was nowhere to be found, but that was the last thing on his mind.

Bodies had been broken and careers had been ended in this behemoth. He had done some of the breaking and the ending. But when everyone else fell by the wayside, Tyler Rayne was the last man standing, and the man known for his Golden Showers was now in possession of the Golden Ticket.

Tyler got to his feet and did a slow turn around the Halo as flashbulbs popped and his music blared over the loudspeaker.

Gettin’ better all the time.