The camera cuts in on an all-set Laura Watts, who is ready to announce the second match of the E-Voltion pay-per-view.

Watts: “The following contest is scheduled for one-fall and is a Buried Alive match! *The announcement of the stipulation recieves a rapturous reaction from the Californian fans, clearly excited for the match There is no pin-fall, no submissions, no disqualifications and no count-outs. The only way to win is burying your opponent alive.”

[center]As Laura finishes her well-organized announcement of the match, the camera zooms in on the tomb, a picture that probably speaks high-volumes.

*Guitar Intro*
Yeah I get it you’re an outcast, always under attack
Always coming in last, bringing up the past
No one owes you anything
I think you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass
So paranoid.. WATCH YOUR BAACK

As Shinedown’s “Sound of Madness” hits its peak, the fans start jeering loudly, but an unaffected Michael Astin arrives on the scene, rocking his classic jeans, black gloves and his black boots, as the fans’ boos goes louder and louder and their dislike gets clearer and clearer.

After walking up the rant, “The Ultimate Synner” makes his way up the stairs, getting in between the ropes, starting to get warmed up for this competition.

*Guitar Intro*
Fear in me so deep, it gets the best of me.
In the fear I fall, here it comes face-to-face with me.
Here I stand, hold back so no-one can see, I feel these wounds
STEP DOWN, STEP DOWN, STEP DOOOOOWN

The intro lyrics of “Downfall” hit the PA system, and simultaneously turns the state of the fans from complete boos to complete cheers, as The Sleep Train Arena audience showers the emerging E.G. Deal with joy, sheerly happy to see him. The Egyptian comes out from backstage, wearing his black shirt that displays the moment of him holding the RSD title, and his black wrestling tights, ready for action. He takes a hard, cold glare at the tomb on his left, trying to think how he’s going to bury his foe in it, before continuing on his way towards the ring.

E.G. continues his way up the ramp, greeting the fans on his way before slowly ascending the steps and entering the ring. He takes off his shirt, gives it to an assistant outside of the ring, and stands by his corner, with Astin respectively standing by his corner. The official of the match wastes no time, instantly signaling for the time-keeper to ring the bell.

Both men coldlly eyeball each other, trying to measure-up one another in a very strong atmosphere. The two superstars then make their ways towards the center of the squared circle, eyeing one another before Michael produces the first bit of action, pushing his rather gigantic opposition backwards. Before Deal can even react “The Terror of Death” takes runs at him, catching him by surprise with a Lou Thesz Press! The surprise factor actually plays a huge role as Michael manages to take Deal down, quite to the surprise of many. He floods Deal with a flurry of punches, each one leaving an increased effect than the one before it. Trying to protect his face, Deal stretches his arms in front of it, and it actually works for a bit as Michael does punch his arms, which leaves an opening for Deal as he pushes Michael backwards. Astin doesn’t rush in again, leaving the space for Deal to stand up as E.G. does that with the help of ropes. “Hell’s Pyromaniac” proceeds to go behind Deal, kicking him right in the quad as he typically goes for his leg, trying to reduce the unadvantage he already has. Deal drops down a bit, tending to the back of his right leg while hobbling around, as Astin decides to make his way onwards to the corner opposite to Deal, going out on the apron and climbing it. He stands n the third rope, awaiting the Egyptian’s turnaround, and when that happens Michael decides to leap with his arm stretched out, striking Deal with a Flying Clothesline! Hard-hit, yet uneffective, is what that Flying Clothesline was however, as it only manages to mak Deal dizzily walk backwards. Astin disappointedly sees this and takes another sprint at Deal, however this time he tastes a black, leather boot right at his face!

Astin’s head bounces off of the canvas, as he covers his face in both anger and agony. “The Destiny Holder” continues on his way, grabbing his foe from his hair and yanking him up quite easily, before quickly holding his wrist and Irish Whipping him towards the corner, following him speedily so that the New Yorker won’t have any opportunity to recuperate. Deal rapidly continues the action, using his right hand to swiftly perform a Knife Edge Chop on Michael! Astin holds his chest and reels backwards, with the fans reacting with a classic “Oooooooh” as Deal shapes his hand the same way, hitting Astin with another Knife Edge Chop, this time more powerfully. The outcome is visibly apparent on Michael, as his chest turns into a pinkish color, showing yet another sign of Deal’s sheer power. This time, “The Ultimate Synner” holds his chest and lunges forwards, gasping for breath. Deal uses this chance to prepare himself for his next move, as he moves towards the opposite corner. E.G. rests his hands by the ropes on either sides of him, as Michael dazedly stands by the corner. Deal takes a deep breath, before darting towards his opposition, ducking down midway through but just before he can smash Michael into the turnbuckle, the man formerly known as Shade abruptly goes out of the way, leaving a terrified and unfortunate Deal crash into the turnbuckle shoulder-first, creating a thud resembling two trains crashing into each other! The power of this accident actually forces the Egyptian to flip out of the ring, landing on the aprn, as Michael recovers from the domination of his larger enemy. Deal rests on his knees, covering his right shoulder with his left palm as he yells out in huge pain. Michael sees that scene and instantly gets back to action, as he unpredictably strikes Deal’s skull, performing a fluid Low Roundhouse Kick! Deal’s eyes go black temporarily, feeling the consquences of this very forecful kick, as Michael takes the opening as smartly as possible. He proceeds to crouch down, grabbing Deal’s big, bald head before standing up, placing Deal’s head under his armpit and trying to pull his foe’s body. He struggles earlier, due to Deal’s larger weight, but his strength helps him achieve what he has in mind, placing Deal’s body across the middle rope capably, before going to his side, darting towards his way, jumping up and with one leg slamming him face-first to the ground, hitting him right on his cranium, excellently and brutally, performing his finishing Rope-Hung Curbstomp, FUCKING BLASPHEMY!!!

Deal’s face bumps viciously into the canvas, ricochetting off of it as the Egyptian lies almost lifelessly across the second rope, too dazed and pained to get up. Michael wastes no time in continuing the action, easily throwing his opponent out of the ring. Deal lands painfully backfirst on the ringside concrete, as Michael rapidly follows him, placing both of his palms over Deal’s head and yanking him up. Still grabbing Deal’s head, Michael advances to pull him, slowly but surely, towards the barricade, trying to inflict as much damage as possible. Michael flings Deal towards the barricade, with the Egyptian leaning on the barricade, heavy sweet running across his body. Michael takes a few steps back, trying to give himself space, before running directly at Deal, leaping up in the process trying to catch a Splash on Deal, but E.G. swiftly counters, connecting his arms around Astin’s waist after catching him mid-air, ramming him powerfully into the steel post! Michael surprisingly lands on his legs, however he’s still in overwhelming pain, holding the reactions of a paralyzed man and having twitchy eyes, as Deal quickly sticks out his arm, blanketing Michael’s throat in a mandatory Chokehold, before lifting him up, forcing him down backfirst on the steel steps, with his signature Chokeslam, the Grotto Drop!

Deal proceeds to pull Astin away from ringside, yanking him up the ramp, before picking him up and Tombstoming him, throwing him into the tomb and winning the match!