We're ringside again, and we see that the ring chocked full of hardcore equipment. "Epic" By Faith No More rips over the speakers as the lights dim out. The fans start cheering, some hardcore L-D fans give him loud boos. Dave Tanner makes his way out from behind the curtains, and looks out to the crowd, then to the ring. He smiles and it looks like his hair is a bit more relaxed now, and walks down the ramp, slapping a couple of fan's hands down the way. He slides into the ring, and looks over all the weapons he's about to use on Latino Diablo.
Kewl: "Looks like Dave is ready for this bout, and we can only hope to see how Latino Diablo is after Nikki Black's passing."
Just then "Spit" by Sepultra hits over the speakers and EVERYONE in the arena cheers for L-D. The grieving Luchador walks out from behind the curtains, the High Risk title around his waist, as he points up to the heavens in honor of Nikki Black. He runs down the ramp, and slides into the ring. He throws the belt to Binkle, and runs right at Dave Tanner. He jumps at him, and starts swinging wild lefts and rights.
Binkle: "The following match is for the High Risk championship! Introducing first... DAVE TANNER! And the Champion... LATINO DIABLO!"
Kewl: "Binkle could hardly get out of the ring before Latino Diablo went at Dave!"
Trunks: "IT'S FOR THE CHILDREN!"
Dave is blocking most of the punches until he sees an opening, and slams his fist right into Diablo's stomach. Diablo hunches over as Dave quickly grabs a garbage can lid, and slams it across the back of L-D's head. L-D stumbles back, holding the back of his head, and does even see Dave tossing the rest of the garbage can at his face. L-D catches it, and doesn't even realize this is a mistake as Dave Tanner smashes his boots into the garbage can, which hits L-D's face hard. L-D stumbles back, and before he can fall, Bret scoops him up, and hits a huge fisherman suplex onto a bunch of the weapons. The fans don't like to see L-D hurt, but are impressed by Dave's athleticism.
Kewl: "Right now Dave is using everything in the ring to his advantage, but where is his patented chair CARL?"
Trunks: "You're sitting on it!"
Kewl: "Shut up, Trunks."
Dave goes for a quick pin on L-D, which only gets a two count. Dave doesn't look frustrated, he just grabs a random weapon out of the pile, and smashes it across L-D's head. It's actually a stapler. Dave smirks, and starts putting staples into L-D's flesh. Soon enough he throws the stapler aside, and lifts L-D up. He throws him into the ropes, L-D rebounds, and hits a HUGE leg lariat on Dave. Dave gets up to his feet only to have L-D hit him across the head with a framed picture of Jeremy McMillion! Dave stumbles back, quite possibly more confused on just why someone put a framed picture of the Jerm inside the hardcore weapons pile.
Kewl: "Is that a photograph of Jeremy McMillion?"
Trunks: "Cross or Dante probably slid that one into the ring. THEY SHOULD BE FIRED! But I have to admit, that is pretty funny."
L-D throws the picture aside, and grabs something else. This time it's M. Night Shyamalan's 'Lady In the Water'! L-D grimaces as the movie, and throws it to the side as well. L-D picks something else up now, something dangerous, a hammer! He stalks Dave who springs to his feet right at the last second, dodges the hammer, and hits L-D with a HUGE neckbreaker! Dave stands up, and walks over to the hardcore stash. He lifts a florescent light tube out of the pile! L-D is kneeling, and right as he stands up, Dave whips the florescent light tube right at L-D! It smashs L-D across the face, and he quickly stumbles into the corner. Dave rolls out of the ring, and lifts the apron up. Out comes his patented chair CARL, a chair wrapped in razor-wire. He slides it back into the ring, and sees L-D stumbling out of the corner. Dave winds up, waiting... waiting. L-D is in range now! Dave swings down... SMASH! L-D crumbles to the mat as the fans go completely silent, some chanting "HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT!" Dave doesn't even realize how hard he hit L-D. He throws CARL to the side, and pins L-D.
Kewl: "THIS MIGHT BE IT!"
ONE!
TWO...
THRE-KICKOUT!
The fans ERUPT as L-D gets his shoulder up. Dave looks kinda pissed at first, but he knows he can't stay distracted for long. He stands up, and picks Latino Diablo - who as razor stuck in his mask- up. Dave looks like he's setting him up for the Super-Natural! But just as he's about to hit it, L-D reverses into a sit-down powerbomb onto CARL! Dave clutches his back that is instantly sliced open by the razor wire. The fans go crazy one again, and L-D stands up. L-D sets a ladder up in the middle of the ring, and starts climbing up it.
Latino Diablo: "CHILDREN! BEHOLD... THE DIABLO DRIVER!"
Right as L-D is half-way up the ladder, Palsied springboards off the ropes, and smashes L-D on the side of the head with one of the tag team championships. Which causes L-D to crumble the mat. The fans jaws drops as there's Palsied just did that. L-D falls onto the mat, and Palsied shakes Dave Tanner.
Kewl: "What the Hell is Palsied doing?"
Dave stands up, and looks at Palsied. He smirks, picks Latino Diablo up, and hits the Super-Natural hard onto L-D. He quickly covers him up for the pin.
One!
Some of the fans start booing.
Two!
Kewl: "KICK OUT L-D!"
THREE!
Binkle: "HERE IS YOUR WINNER..."
Palsied reaches out, and snatches the microphone from Binkle's hands. He also grabs the High Risk title and the other Tag Team title, and tosses them both to Dave.
Palsied: "AND THE NEW HIGH RISK AND TAG TEAM CHAMPION WITH PALSIED... DAVE TANNER!"
Some of the fans are booing, but at the same time a lot of them are cheering.
Kewl: "Does this mean?"
Palsied: "Yes Joey, this mean that Dave Tanner is now OFFICIALLY in the Sons of Disaster. Con seems to have a lot on his mind right now, and since he just basically provoked Kilo, I decided I'd rather have SoD have all the gold. Soon enough either Con or Rot is gonna be the TV Champion. That means the Sons of Disaster will hold most of the gold in W2K. How's that for winning a frickin' war, eh? Now Dave and I have to go celebrate, maybe hit on The Jerm's wife and daughters. Until next time, Adieu."
"Night Of The Living Baseheads" by Public Enemy rips over the speakers as Dave Tanner and Palsied stand on seperate turnbuckles holding their championships up in the air. Fade.