Side Effect Results: 5/21/2007

[Makaveli The Don]

Red and Gray pyros blast off around the ring. After going around the ring, the pyros follow up the entrance ramp and once at the top a huge explosion comes out from the pyros as they go up high up in the air.

Ed Set:
Welcome folks to the last SIde Effect before the Pay Per View.

David Sierra:
That's right, Ed. And Makaveli has promised a huge anouncement tonight right here on Side Effect regarding the Pay Per View.

Ed Set:
Love him or hate him, Ed, he always has a few surprises up his sleeves.

David Sierra:
Damn right!

The camera skims through the screaming XVI fans as another XVI Side Effect is about to begin, the camera cuts to the ring as the first match is immediately under way....


Eric Cabrera: The first match is a triple threat match…coming to the ring first from Stoke-on-Trent,, weighing in at 215 pound…Tickerrrr!

Little Victories by The Horrors hits the P.A. system and the room goes black, Ticker enters from behind the curtain and holds his arms in the air with a cocky smirk on his face. As Tickers hands are raised fire works fire up in a light green colour. The room dims to green and black Ticker begins walking down the ramp with a cocky swagger and look. As Ticker walks down toward the ring yellow lights flash around the ramp in a figure of 8 pattern. Ticker then jump on the ring and enters through the ropes he runs to a turnbuckle and taunts the crowd with his arms outstretched and his hands in the shape of guns. He turns and jumps off the turnbuckle and awaits his opponent.

Eric Cabrera: Introducing next…from The Steel City of Pittsburgh, weiging in at 245 pounds… Drew Steellllll!

"It's Time!" blares loudly over the p.a. system. Yellow lights drown the entire arena with a single spot light at the entrance. As Drew Steel makes his way from behind the curtain, the spot lights shines on him, staying on him and catching his every move. He stops and looks around at the booing crowd, a smirk over his face, not caring really what the people think. He throws his hands in the air, one higher than the other, his head tilted back a bit. Steel drops the pose and continues his way down the ramp, the spot light following him. He slides into the ring, his hands on his hips as she onces over the the arena, shaking his head at the fans.

Eric Cabrera: And coming to the ring next from Long Beach, California, weighing in at 215 pounds…Nero Phoenixxxxx!

The arena lights dim and Crawling in the Dark by Hoobastank immediately blares through the PA system as Nero Phoenix is shown walking through the curtain. He stands on the ramp and taunts the crowd before finally strolling down the ramp. As Nero jumps up onto the apron red and blue fireworks fly into the air, making an X symbol. Nero smirks and climbs into the ring where he then climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle and works the crowd some more. Finally, Nero jumps down and stands in the middle of the ring…

Nero and Steel lock up in the middle of the ring, they fight for control for a minute. They both turn in time to be hit by a double clothesline by Ticker taking both men down.

David: Great way to start fro Ticker.

Ed Yeah, but also a nice way to piss his two opponents off.

Ticker stands ready as Nero gets to his feet first. Ticker kicks him in the midsection then tosses him over the top rope where Nero hits hard on the mat. Ticker then begins to stomp on the falling Steel

David: Smart move by Ticker, get one man out of the ring and single out the other.

Ed; he just has to remember the Nero is still in the match.

Ticker lifts Steel to his feet and nails a DDT. He covers…1…2kickout! Ticker rises to his feet and glances over noticing Nero is back up, Ticker runs and dives over the ropes hitting a cross body on Nero.

David: Amazing!

Ticker gets back up again and slides unfer the ropes into the ring where Steel is half way up. Steewl turns into an atomic drop from Ticker. Ticker then goes for a kick but Steele catches his foot, inzergurie! Steel hits the ground.

David: Ticker is on fire tonight!

Ticker again sees Nero getting to his feet out the corner of his eyes. He runs towards the ropes again and blasts Nero in the face with a baseball slide. Ticker gets back to his feet and turns in time to duck a clothesline from a charging Steel, when Steel turns around he gets kicked in the gut then Ticker delivers a Styles Clash…1…2…3!

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[Makaveli The Don]

The cameras come back from the commercial break with Makaveli standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand. The boos can't be stopped. Makaveli waits patiently as the crowd slowly begins to die down. Finally, Makaveli raises the microphone up and speaks...

Makaveli:
Last week... Last week Matt Szaban saw why it's not too good to be messing around with the boss. I promised him a match from hell and I GAVE him a match from hell!

The crowd begins to boo..

Makaveli:
SHUT UP! Szaban.. You're either with me, ot against me. And you, Szaban.. You were never with me. Ever since I met you, we've had differences and those differences end next week at Highway to Hell. Szaban not only will you wrestle Jihad Sullivan in a No Disqualification match.. but the title WILL be on the line!

A mixed reaction is heard around the arena...

David Sierra:
The title is on the line, Ed!

Ed Set:
Was this Makaveli's surprise??

Makaveli walks around the ring..

Makaveli:
Now that I've got that out of the way.. I want every body in the back to listen to this. This regards ALL of you in the back..

Ed Set:
Looks like that wasn't his big announcement, David. What's this?

Makaveli:
As you all know.. I've been having a top secret thing in the works for quite some time now. Normally I don't like to bite off the old chip from WWE. We here at XVI love to be original and as XTreme as we can get..

Makaveli points to the titantron...

Makaveli:
Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you a match so deadly, some of you won't even think it's worth the sacrifice... THE ULTIMATE ASSAULT MATCH!

Two big pictures appear on the titantron. One of them is a ring full of ladders sorrounding it. The other picture is a camera from the roof facing down the ring. A brief case is seen hanging from the ceiling.

Ed Set:
It's a money in a bank match, isn't it, David?

David Sierra:
I don't know, Ed.. Let's wait and see what Makaveli has got to say about this.

Makaveli:
You see.. this may look like a regular old Money in the Bank Match to many. But no.. This is much more BRUTAL than those Money in the Bank Matches they have in the World Wrestling Entertainment.

Makaveli smirks...

Makaveli:
Now, on to the description of the match. If you could see closely from the picture up in the titantron, you could see that the briefcase is too high up even to get it with a ladder. Well.. there's a reason for that. Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to introduce you OUR version of the Royal Rumble. Two men will begin this match as the suitcase is not eligible to be caught by any of the two. Every two minutes a random wrestler will come out. When the last wrestler comes out, the briefcase will be lowered low enough for somebody to grab with a ladder.

The crowd erupt in cheers. No doubt can Makaveli come up with good announcements.

Makaveli:
The challenge? Try to make it through towards the end of the match long enough for the briefcase to be lowered to get a chance to grab the brief case. What's in the brief case? Simple. The brief case contains a contract that says you will compete at the biggest stage and the biggest Pay Per View the XVI has to offer in July... called "The American Dream!"

David Sierra:
My God! Is Makaveli serious?!

Ed Set:
So it's a mix between a money in the bank and a royal rumble?

David Sierra:
Oh hell yeah!!

Makaveli's theme music hits as the crowd is pumped up. The scene fades to a commercial...

[Makaveli The Don]

Eric Cabrera:
The following contest is a tag team match! Introducing first, They are the Team of Xander Lawson, and Xavier Barnes, The UnNaturals!

Xander and Xavier both make their way on stage, both looking very confident in themselves, when we break right into The Unholy Legion doing a backstabbing attack! Shadow and Thor both clubbing The UnNaturals over the back of the heads. They drag their opponents towards the ring and slam their faces onto opposite ring posts, and drag them into the match.

Ding Ding Ding!

David Sierra:
Well this match is off to a rather unorthodox start!

Ed Set:
You can say that again!

David Sierra:
Well this match is off to a rather unorthodox start!

Ed Set:
Hey, I’m supposed to be obnoxious and annoying!

Thor tries to attack Xavier, but gets thrown to the outside due to desperation. Xander is getting the beat down by Shadow, but Shadow gets a backcracker by Xavier! The UnNaturals are really going to work on Shadow, putting the boots to the Lord of Darkness, when Thor springboards off the ropes and dropkicks Xander in the face! He kip ups with a roaring elbow to Xavier, and scales the ropes to take them both down with a double headscissors! Shadow tries to get back up and is double clotheslined by The UnNaturals over the top rope.

But they turn around and Thor kicks Xavier in the mid section, and hits a frontflip piledriver! Xander tries to get him, but he’s too damn quick, as Thor hits him with a tilt a whirl backbreaker, and turns it into a spinning tombstone piledriver! Thor makes the cover.

One…
Two…
Three!

Ding Ding Ding!

Eric Cabrera:
And here are your winners, The Unholy Legion!

David Sierra:
And just like that, its over?!

Ed Set:
I think Thor just sent a message, one win over the Meds, one win over the UnNaturals, lets just see what happens at Highway to Hell!

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[Makaveli The Don]

Scene opens backstage. Prozac is standing in the door frame of his locker room, staring down at the floor. His eyes are focused, and you can tell he is beyond ready. Ritalin is standing behind him in the room.

Ritalin
Send Jake a message. Send it to the teams that want to take us out at the pay per view.

Prozac nods his head.

Ritalin
You’re the former Xtreme Champ, Jake has nothing on you. Put that little emo bitch down and don’t worry about Jordan, that bitch tries anything ill put him down right next to Jake.

Prozac peels himself from the door way and begins to walk down the hall. Ritalin follows only a few feet behind.

Ritalin
Use what you have to beat him which you have a lot, your tougher then this guy and you’re a hell of a lot smarter. Use it to your advantage, Jake needs Jordan down there because he knows he has nothing else.

Ritalin grins almost evil like.

Ritalin
Make him take his meds.

[Makaveli The Don]

You screen shows the inside of 'the' room, the infamous room. The room in which many a word has been spoken and many a promise been made. This room would one day be legendary for those who called it relaxation, who called it refuge, who called it home.

The camera panned around the room, looking for any sign of the two who you knew resided there, but there was none. They weren't there. Nowhere to be seen.

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Your screen now shows the inside of a different room. One with lockers and hooks on the walls. One with benches and chairs. One with cement brick walls. Not 'the' room. This wasn't good, not good at all.

Jake Xavier comes storming into the room, his pizza box in one hand and gym bag in the other. He slams down the gymbag to the floor, then gently lays down his pizza box.

Jordan Glass walks in behind him, looking purely enraged. Jake goes to open his locker, but Jordan slams it shut with an open palm. Jake turns to Jordan, glaring at him.

Jake ~ You should save the hostility for when Cindy isn't around. You know that, right?

Jordan screams like a wild animal in Jake's face.

Jake ~ Ever hear of TicTac's?

Jordan screams again.

Jordan ~ You goddamned idiot! Cindy is a fucking pizza box you fucking burnout. You're definatly on something.

Jake puts a hand on his chest, opens his mouth wide and gasps.

Jake ~ How dare you? Cindy is right there! And I'm not on something, I'm just feeling the love.

Jordan grits his teeth.

Jordan ~ Listen, what you're planning for the match won't work. You're going to lose. Prozac isn't that stupid!

Jake laughs, sitting down on the bench beside Cindy.

Jake ~ I got this biznatch in the BAAAAAAAG. Just like you're wife did last night.

Jake raises his eyebrows suggestingly, as Jordan raises his in disgust.

Jordan ~ Man, for one, I don't got a wife and for two, that didn't even make sense.

Jake keeps moving his eyebrows up and down.

Jordan ~ What in the name of Jesus Christ are you doing?

Jake continues to move his eyebrows.

Jake ~ Seeing how many times I can do this.

Jordan screams primely again.

Jordan ~ Man, my plan is so much better! Rob will never see it coming. Come on!

Jake contuues to move his eyebrows up and down as Jordan paces the room, avoiding eye contact with Jake.

Jake ~ Fuck you! I'm doing it my way. CAN YOU DIG IT, SUCKA!

Jordan ~ Dude .. are you quoting Booker T?

Jake ~ Maaaaayyyyyyybeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Jordan screams again, running out the door. Jake giggles.

Jake ~ Yay, now me and you are alone .. now we can be nasty little bitches.

David Sierra ~ This match is up next!

Jake puts his hand on the pizza box gently as the camera fades.

[Makaveli The Don]

Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall! There will be no time limit.

"Before I forget" by Slipknot plays throughout the arena, and the lights in the arena dim. Jake Xavier walks through the curtain, standing tall, leather jacket on shoulder being followed closely by a disappointed looking Jordan Glass. He walks down the ramp, ignoring the fans, and shouts at them when being "boo'ed". He slides under the bottom rope, and takes off his leather jacket, throws it into the corner, and then kneels down in the corner with his head down.

Eric Cabrera:
Introducing first, he hails from Calgary, Alberta, Canada. Weighing in at 225lbs, standing 5’1”, and being accompanied to the ring by Jordan “Bullet Proof” Glass, he is “Mr. X” Jake Xavier!

Ed Set:
Looks to be some dissension among the ranks in Jakes corner doesn’t it Dave?

David Sierra:
Jake Xavier certainly has had his fair share of personality problems as of late, slipping in and out of depression, and Jordan doesn’t like it too much. For their sakes though, I hope they can cope together in order to overcome the Meds tonight!

Lights go pretty dim 2 lighting bolts strike the stage at the same time the music starts, a few seconds later 2 more bolts strike now a spotlight shines down to the middle of the stage, Prozac walks out and stands in the light he waits there for a few seconds and looks at the ring the with one hand he beats on his chest and yells (the lights turn back on to normal) Ritalin is shown shortly next to Prozac, both of them looking as excited and goofy as ever, and Prozac starts walking towards the ring. Prozac slides into the ring goes to 2 different turnbuckles, where he gets on the 2nd rope raises one arm and beats his chest twice with the other one, then waits in the middle of the ring.

Eric Cabrera:
And his opponent, hailing from Cornwall, New York. Standing 6’0”, weighing in at 234lbs, he is accompanied Ritalin, representing The Meds, Prozac!

David Sierra:
These two are known for their dirty tactics, and their mind games are second to none. Do you think they are going to play upon the current standing weakness of Jake and Jordan?

Ed Set:
Oh no doubt about that Dave. That’s a no brainer! These guys love to piss off their opponents, make them lose their focus, and pick up a quick win. Lets see how they plan to pull this one out of the hat.

Ding Ding Ding!

Jake immediately wastes no time locking up with Prozac, who uses Jakes momentum for a quick headlock takedown. Jake goes after his opponent again and gets a judo throw down to the mat again for his troubles. You can see Jordan Glass slap the mat in frustration. He yells at Jake to go for some striking moves rather than lock up with the veteran. Jake brushes off Jordans voice, and jockeys for position again with Prozac. This gets him in a headlock, but Jake pushes Prozac towards the ropes, Prozac bounces off with a leaping shoulder block. He then runs towards the ropes, Jake ducks under, and when Prozac comes back he gets a dropkick to the face by the Next Gen Champ! Jake Xavier taunts towards the audience and Jordan Glass, who is not impressed.

Ed Set:
He didn’t listen to Jordan at first, but then realized he would need to use his advice to get the upper hand.

David Sierra:
Personally I think this could be a bad idea though, Jordan Glass has got to let Jake do his own thing, he cant do the match for him, so he’s just got to stand back and let it happen.

Prozac gets back up, Jake attempts to apply a DDT, when Prozac counters with a back body drop. Prozac goes towards the ropes and attempts a flying cross body, but Xavier grabs him in mid air! Jake nods his head in approval, lifts up his opponent and drills him with the brain buster! Jake goes for a cover.

One…
Two…
Th-Kickout!

Jake gets back off the pin, and grabs Prozac by the hair, and goes for a snap suplex, and connects. But Prozac bridges from that pinning Jake!

One…
Kickout!

Jordan Glass is fuming at Jake, despite him doing a very good job, and telling him to stay on his opponent. Jake turns around and begins telling Jordan to stay out of it, which prompts Prozac to roll him up into a pin.

One…
Kickout!

Jake scrambles back up as Prozac is having too much fun with this, he springboards off the ropes and hits a springboard drop kick to Jake Xavier! Prozac is on a roll and hits a rolling thunder senton on Jake. Prozac is now taunting for Xavier to get back up, and then attempts to grapple him, but Jake out of desperation hits a big belly to belly suplex on his foe! Jake takes some time to breath, but Jordan still is irate, telling him to recover faster.

David Sierra:
I think Jordan is having a bit of a melt down here. He just cant stand Jake’s performance in the ring, I see nothing wrong with it!

Ed Set:
That’s because you haven’t been Xtreme Champion like Bullet Proof. This guy knows what he’s talking about, and if Jake is being sub par, I think he better step it up.

Prozac is holding his lower back, as Jake waits for his shot, and goes for the DDT again, this time Prozac tries to roll out of it, but Jake holds on, standing back up, and using the ropes for leverage gets a sloppy Tornado DDT over on Prozac. Prozac woozily stands back up, and Jake has got him, and he’s going to drop Prozac with a Pipeline! But Jordan Glass is on the apron, distracting the referee. He seems to be arguing with the ref that Jake isn’t ready for this match, as Ritalin comes from behind Jake Xavier with a chop block! Xavier drops Prozac, as the Meds grab either side of him and hit a La Bonsoir! Prozac crawls on top of Jake Xavier, as the referee turns around.

One…
Two…
Thr-Jordan Glass just elbow dropped the referee!

Ding Ding Ding!

Jordan Glass grabs Prozac, and tosses him over the top rope near Ritalin. Jake Xavier makes his way to his feet as the ruling is made.

Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, as a result of a disqualification, Prozac!

Jake Xavier does not look very happy, as he shoves Jordan Glass for interfering. Jordan shoves him back, and gets shoved again, before just blowing off Jake Xavier and walking through the ropes and back to the locker rooms, leaving Jake pissed.

David Sierra:
This situation between these two men is escalating at an alarming rate!

Ed Set:
They better get their act together for Highway To Hell, especially Jake, who is facing 2 matches!

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[Makaveli The Don]

Matt Szaban is seen with his bags and his XVI World Championship on his shoulder heading towards the arena's exit. The interview, Carlos, catches this and runs up to him.

Carlos:
Szaban, any reason why you're leaving the show early?

Szaban keeps walking.. but Carlos follows.

Carlos:
Is there a reason why you're leaving so early, champ?

Matt Szaban stops.

Szaban:
I was asked to leave by orders of the boss himself. It doesn't matter. I got more important things to attend to.. like the Las Vegas women.

The crowd cheers.

Carlos:
Why were you sent home, may I ask?

Szaban:
It doesn't matter why I got sent home. The fact is Makaveli doesn't want me prowling around the arena. He's too scared I might get my hands on him.. which I will.. one way or the other.

Carlos:
Do you think there's a chance of Makaveli interfering at Highway to Hell.. being a No DQ Match and all...?

Szaban:
Again, it doesn't matter. Anything that goes in my way, I'll accomplish. Just like my back to back matches the night I got this title.

Carlos:
Wrestling Jihad won't be as easy as you think, Szaban. Hell.. this could possibly be the most challenging wrestler of your career.

Szaban:
Jihad is all talk. Thank God next week it's time to finally fight the fight. I've got nothing else to say.. I have to leave this place.

Szaban walks off. Carlos looks around and sees the Jihad Sullivan's locker room is right beside him. He raises his hand to knock on the door, but thinks twice and runs off...

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[Makaveli The Don]

XVI cuts back from the commercial break as the camera pans over the arena, the fans are buzzing with adrenaline, and are going wild. The camera cuts to David Sierra and Ed Set who seem just as excited as the fans.

Ed Set:
Wow! What a show we have had so far Dave, and it's not even over yet, we still have a huge mixed tag match that may have ramifications on Highway To Hell...

David Sierra:
You said it Ed, two matches next week at Highway to Hell will be Corporal Punishment vs. Damien Necro and David Calaz vs. Rachel for the Xtreme title, all four participants will compete tonight with Calaz and Necro teaming up against the Corp and the controversial Xtreme Champion Rachel.

Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a mixed tag team match... Introducing first from Greenbough Alabama, weighing in at 270lbs Corporal Punishment!

Stars and Stripes Forever plays over the PA system as a marching band comes from behind the curtains with full attire and enthusiasm. From behind them comes Corporeal Punishment with a huge spanning American Flag over his shoulder as he waves it about and salutes creating a short explosion with red white and blue streamers going everywhere. He looks focused as usual with a broad chin and murderously patriotic look on his face. He makes his way to the ring as the Marching band travels around it and comes out from the left and travels back up the ramp as we get one more salute from the Corporeal.

Eric Cabrera:
And his partner, she hails from Orlando Florida, and weighs 130 lbs, she is the XVI Xtreme Champion, "The Queen Of Confrontation" Rachel!

Rachel emerges from behind the curtain walks to the ring and gets in. The crowd in the arena goes silent. From a sudden, Headstrong by Trapt hits the PA as black and white pyros hit the arena. Damien Necro comes out to the entrance ramp as he walks down towards the ring alongside his manager Robert Duggan. He slides in the ring as Robert Duggan stays at ringside.

Eric Cabrera:
And there opponents, first hailing from New York City, New York and weighing in at 326 lbs, "The Renegade" Damien Necro...and his partner hailing from Manchester England, now residing in Stoke - On - Trent England, weighing in at 220 lbs, "The New Era Icon" David Calaz!

The Arena lights cut of, it is pitch black for a couple of seconds, strobe lighting starts to flicker on and off violently as Sorry, Your Not A Winner by Enter Shikari hits, The camera zooms in on the titontron watching the entrance video of Calaz, when it cuts back to the crowd, showing a spotlight searching around, slowly skimming from one section to another, the spotlight makes its way to the top corner of the arena and stops, revealing the hooded figure known as Calaz, the spotlight follows him down the stairs of the arena while the strobe lighting gives an effect of slow motion almost, he reaches the bottom and hops the barricade, he scuttles up the stairs and quickly hops through the middle and top rope, as he raises up again he throws his arms up and over his head, his hood flies down and droops over the back of his jacket, he then spreads his arms out and walks over to the other side of the ring holding the pose, the strobe lighting dies down as Calaz walks over to the corner toward Damien Necro.

Ed Set:
Well here we go...

The referee calls for the bell and the match starts, Damien Necro and Rachel start the match, they lock up in the centre of the ring, Damien shadows over Rachel with the apparent size and power advantage, he throws her down to the floor with ease but the Xtreme champ springs back up and locks up with Damien again. Rachel gets thrown back into the corner and Damien tries to follow up with a clothesline, Rachel gets a boot up and knocks Damien back, she follows up with an old school roll up and gets a two count before Calaz breaks up the pin. Rachel glares at Calaz who gives a cocky smile back before exiting the ring once more. Rachel walks over to her corner while Damien gets up, Damien walks toward Rachel but she raises her hand and points to Corporal Punishment, the crowd go wild and she tags him in.

David Sierra:
Here we go two opponents at Highway To Hell going at it

Corp steps between the ropes and Damien runs to tag in Calaz, the crowd boo as Calaz steps in and locks up with Corp, Punishment manages to hit a kick to the gut of Calaz who falls to the floor, Corporal raises his hands looking confused as to how easy Calaz went down, as he turns back he hits a sneaky low blow to Corp then delivers a Jaw breaker and follows it up with a clothesline that send both men over the top rope and crashing to the floor. Rachel drops down to the floor and begins to deliver heavy shots to Calaz as Corporal regains his feet. As the Corp turns to hit Calaz he nearly gets his head knocked off from a clothesline from Damien. Rachel turns and begins to hammer down on Necro. Calaz gets to his feet and hits Rachel hard on the back of the head causing her to fall into Damien who picks her up into a military press position. He turns around with Rachel held above his head and Corporal hits him with a big boot to the face. This forces Damien to drop Rachel who lands on top of Calaz and they both hit the floor hard, Corp picks up Damien and attempts to whip him into the barricade, Damien reverses and whips Punishment into it instead. Damien charges at Corp who back body drops him over the barricade. He turns back around and is met with a clothesline from Calaz that sends Corp over the barricade as well.

Ed Set:
All hell is breaking loose here and the referee has no idea what to do

David Sierra:
Oh yeah what great officials we have here...well done ref, way to control a situation

Calaz turns round and gets hit with a shot from Rachel, he delivers one back and they begin to trade shots up the ramp, Corporal Punishment and Damien both scramble to their feet and begin trading blows in the crowd. The referee looks stunned he tries to initiate a count but realises none of the participants are coming back and calls for the bell. The contestants ignore this and keep trading blows against their respective opponents.

Eric Cabrera:
Ladies and Gentlemen, in light of this situation the referee has ruled this match a no contest

At the top of the ramp Rachel attempts a suplex on Calaz but it is reversed into a suplex of his own, the sound echoes through the arena, the camera cuts to Damien and Corp, Corp has the upper hand as the two men make their way backstage, the camera follows them as they fight through concession stands throwing all sorts of stuff over each other, and hitting each other with what ever they can find.

Back on the ramp the two competitor’s trade blows until they are both standing. Rachel ducks a shot from Calaz and hits him with a German suplex that leaves him teetering over the edge of the ramp, Rachel walks over to Calaz and stands above him, as she raises him to his feet he hits her with a thumb to the eye, she is stunned for a second and as she turns back to Calaz he lifts her into a death valley driver position and walks toward the edge.

Ed Set:
No he wouldn't, don't do it you will kill both of you...

Calaz stares out to the crowd who give a mixed reaction as some want to see it and some just hate Calaz. He stands on the edge and with a violent scream throws himself off the ramp and lands 15 feet below onto the covered electrical equipment, both superstars lie motionless as EMT's rush to the scene.

Ed Set:
OH MY GAAAAWD! Calaz just put his and Rachel’s life at risk, what a maniac, what an absolute maniac, get down there and see if they're OK gad dammit.

Calaz and Rachel are seen being attended to by EMT's as the scene fades to black and Side Effect ends.[/color]