Harrys: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Wanna Be Loved hits and Carmen Bratchny comes out to a loud but mixed reaction from the crowd. He breathes deeply as he walks down the ramp, trying not to hear the boos from some parts of the crowd.
Harrys: First, from Moscow, Russia, weighing 230 pounds, Carmen Bratchny.
Bratchny slides into the ring and walks to the opposite end, looking out into the crowd for a moment.
Copeland: Here comes a conflicted man, Cohen.
Cohen: Well he sure had some interesting things to say about Titus this week....
‘Blackened the Sun’ plays throughout a blackened arena as the static like flash of white light goes off and on as Ty Burna emerges onto the stage and slowly makes his way to the ring, cloaked in his hood as always. He holds his old Ouija scroll in his outstretched hand as normal and climbs into the ring.
Harrys: And his opponents, from Parts Unknown, weighing 235 pounds, Ty Burna!
Copeland: Burna and Reidar have joined forces to seemingly eliminate Corey Payne from WZCW.
Cohen: It’s true what they say; the only justice in the world is justice you take yourself.
Both men stare at each other from across the ring, neither man showing any emotion. The bell rings and they start circling each other. Suddenly the crowd pop and the men in the ring look at the ramp to see what the commotion is. They see Corey Payne making his way down the ramp. Ty looks at Payne with a bitter hatred as Payne walks past the ring to the commentary table.
Copeland: Ladies and gentleman, at this time we’d like to welcome Corey Payne to the commentary table.
Payne: Hey, guys. Just scouting Burna tonight... Might get a little revenge, depending how the night goes.
Payne smirks as Ty looks on from the ring. Bratchny comes from behind and rolls up Ty, 1... 2.... kick out by Ty. Bratchny goes straight into the half nelson sleeper hold, keeping Ty on the mat. Ty struggles to get out of the hold, clawing desperately for the ropes as he clearly loses energy from the sleeper hold. Suddenly Ty manages to roll himself over, pushing Bratchny onto his shoulders, 1...2 ... Bratchny rolls back onto his side, not letting go of the sleeper hold. Struggling, Ty manages to push himself up onto his knees, but Bratchny refuses to relinquish his grip. Ty delivers a sharp elbow to Bratchny mid-section, causing Bratchny to break the hold and clutch his ribs. Ty quickly jumps to his feet a delivers a vicious kick to the back of Bratchny’s head, causing Bratchny to collapse to the mat. Ty catches his breath for a moment, and then goes for a pin, 1.... 2.... kick out by Bratchny. Ty lifts up Bratchny and grabs his head for a snapmare driver but Bratchny counters, hooking Ty’s arms and delivering a Full Nelson Suplex with a bridging pin, 1.... 2.... Ty kicks out!
Cohen: Don’t get the idea that Ty is a pushover just from this match, Payne....
Payne: I don’t have to; I already got that idea from the King for a Day match...
Copeland: Oh, snap!
Cohen: Shut up, Seabass.
Bratchny grabs Ty’s legs, breathing heavily and locks in a Boston Crab. Ty screams out in pain, pounding his fists on the mat. He claws himself forward on the mat, inching his way slowly to the ropes. Finally he clutches the ropes, but Bratchny wrenches Ty back into the middle of the ring and leans back more, putting more pressure on Ty’s back. Ty grits his teeth looking for a means to escape. He quickly swings his right arm back, grabbing onto Bratchny’s leg. Ty pulls Bratchny’s leg from under him and Bratchny falls forward and through the ropes to the outside. Ty grabs onto the ropes and hoists himself to his feet and Bratchny slowly gets up on the outside. Bratchny climbs onto the apron, but he’s met with a running high knee from Ty which forcefully knocks him off the apron and sends him crashing into the commentary table. Payne looks on from the table showing very little emotion as Ty climbs out of the ring a picks up Bratchny without even glancing at pain. With the referee starting to count them out, Ty Irish whips Bratchny towards the steel steps at ringside. Bratchny reverses the Irish whip, but Ty reverses the reversal, pulling Bratchny into a huge spinebuster on the floor. Ty uses the ring apron to pull himself to his feet before picking up Bratchny and sliding him into the ring. Ty quickly goes for the pin, 1.... 2.... Bratchny gets a shoulder up!
Payne: Ty can’t seem to get the 3 count... Which he better get used to if he’s going to go after me.
Cohen: Awfully cocky for a rookie, ain’tcha?
Ty picks up Bratchny, signalling for the Ouija Flame but Bratchny grabs Ty by the throat to go for a chokeslam. Bratchny lifts up Ty, but Ty floats over, landing behind Bratchny and locks in a Dragon Sleeper. Bratchny quickly reacts, hitting Ty with an uppercut from the awkward angle, causing Ty to break the hold and stumble backwards. Bratchny hits a big clothesline on Ty, taking down Ty. Bratchny grabs Ty’s legs, going for the Boston Crab again but Ty sees it coming this time, grabbing Bratchny’s head and rolling him up into a Schoolboy pin, 1.... 2.... Bratchny kicks out! Both men lie on their backs for a few moments, trying to catch their breath before they both slowly get to their feet. Ty hits a right hand, which Bratchny quickly returns. Both men exchange punches before Bratchny gets the advantage backing Ty into the ropes before Irish whipping him across the ring. Ty ducks under the clothesline, turns Bratchny around and lifts him up, again trying to go for the Ouija Flame, but Bratchny pushes off Ty’s shoulders and lands on his feet. He quickly kicks Ty in the gut and hits a big DDT. Bratchny crawls over to Ty for the pin, 1.... 2... Ty gets a shoulder up!
Copeland: A great showing from both men. Liking the match so far, Corey?
Payne doesn’t reply, watching the match intently at this point. Bratchny gets himself up and measures Ty, wanting to go for the Ouija Flame. Ty gets to his feet and sees Bratchny coming. He runs at Bratchny, hitting a Bicycle kick out of nowhere. Bratchny goes down and Ty leans back into the corner, recovering for a few moments. Bratchny manages to get to his feet, but he walks into the X Plex from Ty. Ty goes for the pin, 1.... 2.... Bratchny gets a shoulder up! Ty shouts out in frustration before getting up and viciously stomping Bratchny’s head. He lifts up Bratchny and slowly Irish whips him across the ring. But Bratchny springboards off the ropes, hitting From Russia with Love on Ty! Both men are down, with Bratchny to hurt to make the pin. The referee starts the count. Neither man stirs until the count reaches 5 as both men slowly start to get up. They make it to their feet by 9 and both men again start exchanging right hands. Bratchny goes for a big forearm shot but Ty ducks under it. He lifts up Bratchny and finally hits the Ouija Flame and goes for the pin, 1... 2.... 3!
Harrys: Here is your winner, Ty Burna!
Ty slowly gets to his feet and has his hand raised by the referee. On the outside, Payne is on his feet, staring at Ty. Ty turns and meets his gaze. The crowd cheer loudly as the tension can be felt from both men locking eyes. Ty shakes his head and rolls out of the ring. Payne looks focused as Ty slowly makes his way back up the ramp.
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The camera cuts backstage, where The KillJoy is recovering from his match with Phoenix in the locker room with an ice pack on his neck. Chuck Myles walks into the locker room towards KillJoy.
Myles: Disappointing loss. But hey, keep your head up because I’ve decided that at Redemption, you’ll be going one on one with the Mayhem Champion for the title. Oh, and Vance has a big announcement concerning the Mayhem Division tomorrow on Ascension, you’re going to want to be there. Trust me.
Myles walks out of the locker room, as a grin spreads across KillJoy’s face.
