Suddenly the lights go out and static light begins flickering. As the lights come on, Serafina stands on the apron and begins distracting the referee. Ty slides into the ring, getting Payne's attention. Payne let's Lars go but gets met immediately with a bicycle kick from Ty and Ty rolls out of the ring. Lars gets to his feet slowly and drags the prone Payne up to his feet. He lifts him up and drops him with the Sacrilegious Desecration.
Cohen: Yes! I think Payne has a lot to prove before I can take him seriously.
Connor: Payne had Lars down and out, and Ty had to interfere with this match. What petty jealousy.
Cohen: This isn't about jealousy CC, this is about Ty proving who the dominant force is.
Serafina drops off the apron and the ref turns around in time to make the three count.
Anderson: Here is your winner, Lars Reidar!
Ty enters the ring, a black tote bag and mic in hand. Serafina slides into the ring as well, chair in hand. Lars stands over Payne and grabs him once more, lifting him up with the Judge, Jury, and Executioner. He drops him down hard on his head as Ty walks over above Payne with a crazed look on his face. He brings the mic up to his lips.
Ty: You know Payne, it's amazing what you can find in someone's gym bag. As it so happens, Serafina did some investigating for me and found this in your locker room.
Ty drops the bag and unzips it, pulling out multiple pill bottles. He begins opening one as he stands over the laid out Payne.
Ty: I hope I have your dosage right Payne. I've never needed these Vicodin or Percocets that you do. It's ironic isn't it? You try to sound tough by putting Payne in your name, yet you are weak to these pharmaceuticals. Here, take your medicine Payne!
Ty grabs a handful of pills and shoves them in Payne's mouth, causing Payne to choke and spit them out. Ty dumps the rest of the bottle all over Payne and proceeds to do the same with the rest of the bottles in his hand. He stomps away at Payne's knee, causing Payne to scream out.
Connor: Who does Ty think he's fooling? That's not Payne's bag, that's the EMT's emergency bag.
Ty: Come on Payne! Get up. You're the almighty slayer of monsters, that is when the monsters tear each other apart first. With all those steroids in your system you should be more than strong enough to stand up to me like a true warrior!
Ty grabs the chair from Serafina and slams it hard into Payne's knee over and over again. Lars meanwhile makes his way to the outside and grabs a chair of his own. Ty backs up as Lars reenters the ring. The two wait for Payne to struggle up this feet before both move forward and swing the chairs into Payne's head at the same time, causing a loud crashing noise. Payne crumples to the ground as Ty and Lars shake hands in the middle of the ring. Ty grabs the mic once more and drops down onto his stomach right next to Payne.
Ty: You are no King, hell you aren't even worthy enough of licking the dirt off my boots Payne. The Ouija has spoken your fate, and your KFAD title shot will be mine!
The lights go out once again and soon come back up. Lars, Ty, and Serafina are all gone from the ring, and Payne curled up in the middle of the ring.
Connor: That was disgusting! What makes Ty and Lars think they can do something like that?
Cohen: I don't know if you've noticed CC, but I don't think they honestly care what you have to say. That was great. They put Payne in his proper place.
