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Hiro was brought up, his eyes slightly glazed over and his breathing so labored, it seemed he was about to pass out. Bad Boy screamed out but Hiro couldn't understand any of it, his mind focusing on the pain in his throat and back. The ICE-man ran forward, a hand full of Hiro's short hair, and leaped over the top rope, driving Hiro's neck down full force on that same top rope. With whiplash that would get you sent to the hospital after a car accident, Hiro was bounced back to center ring, crashing to the ground on his side with his hands wrapped around his throat. His eyes began to pop out of his head and he heaved, trying to suck in air but seeming to be unable to. Fans cried out. The ref forced himself around El Hijo Del Crusher to check on the fallen Cuban-Jap. This was a scary situation, folks.

Bad Boy turned his back to the action, raising his right fist up high in celebration! The crowd booing at first, but then they all looked at the ring. Bad was too busy on letting them know that their hero wasn't all he expected to be, but suddenly he heard a familiar slam, with a count of "ONE!" heard. Bad Boy quickly turned his head, sliding right into the ring to see Crusher on top of Hiro trying to steal the pin! The referee gets to "TWO!" before Bad Boy pounces, breaking up the pin fall by hitting a double ax handle to the back of Crusher!

The momentum of the jump carried Bad to the ropes, where he was on his knee holding onto the ropes. He glared at Crusher, turning his head as he started to beg. Standing up to his feet, he walked towards his "fellow" Fiscal Responsibility member, hearing the garbled excuse he was giving. The crowd went quiet as the count was occurring, and started to stir when they saw the two team mates with dissension in the ranks! Bad stood over The Shah, looking down at him with the same glare, it seemed as though he wasn't buying anything he was selling any longer!

As things started to break down between El Hijo Del Crusher and Bad Boy, the God of Will on the mat was still heaving, attempting to suck in air as he was given an opportunity to rest for a moment. His entire body ached from his back to his throat, almost all of the recovery he had been through leading up to Mania being destroyed in only a few minutes here tonight. He stretched out his hand that was barely healed from broken, pulled on his arm that had a torn rotator cuff. With the energy he'd stored from laying on the ground for a minute, Hiro pushed himself to start rolling, and went across the ring and to the ground outside with a thud. It hurt to do it, but the Cuban-Jap needed to stay out of sight for now and get to healing up.

"STAHP!"

The crowd L I T E R A L L Y explodes as the Shah is rocked with right hand after right hand each connecting with little resistance or defense! His head rocks back with each fists as somehow his legs support his head as it is pin-balled with hard shots, leaving him slumped in the corner with his noggin rolling around in circles as he tries to push himself out from the hole he had dug with a big golden shovel. A very hole that he expected to bury new stars had collapsed on the CEO in an ironic Twist of Fate.

The Shah is shitcanned from into the ring straight to the outside! Flying over the top rope he is too rattled by the shots to protect his fall and lands on the ground with a splat. Groaning he rolls onto his stomach trying to gain the strength to crawl in the general direction of somewhere that Bad Boy wasn't.

The Shah grabs onto the apron banner to pull himself up to his feet before abruptly coming face to face with his ex-business partner. Yelping the Crusher steps backwards tripping on his own feet tumbling backwards onto his a** before somersaulting back up to a vertical base, whirling around rapidly he sprints in the opposite direction. In mid stride towards the ring ramp his foot clips the side edge of the ring steps and sends him careening straight into the ground face first!