Due October 5, 2013 at 11:59 PM EST (UTC -4 Hours)

(Slightly contrary to the end of Razor's promo...I mean why would he leave right before his match?)
Razor Xtreme stands in the ring, cockily smug after his beat-down of Jerod Barnez. He stretches his arms and shoulders, warming up for his match, which conveniently is right up next. Jerod had been helped out and up the ramp by officials, and the crowd continues to boo Razor for his actions.

Suddenly, a guitar riff that the XWA faithful are starting to become accustomed to breaks the droll. The crowd roars to life as Razor's opponent, currently red-hot after two big wins, is about to come out.


Razor's face drops into a scowl as the fans stand in anticipation. The music continues for several seconds, while a thin fog begins to form around the floor of the arena.


The guitars kick in, and Tyler Lawson immediately emerges from behind the curtain. He pushes through the fog, eyes fixed on Razor.

The screen cuts out to a replay of Lawson's interview last week, starting at the point where Razor cut him off. It hits all the major points, the name calling, the retorts, and Lawson leaving Razor fuming, setting the tone for this match up ahead.

At this point, Lawson is just climbing the ring steps. He gets up onto the apron and takes a glance at his opponent before looking out into the crowd, taking in the cheers. Razor sees the opportunity and strikes. As Lawson steps through the ropes, Xtreme charges forward and clobbers him in the back with his forearms. Lawson recoils downward, then stands up quickly in shock, only to get nailed in the face again with a right hand, rocking him back into the ropes.

The Bell Rings.

Razor rears back again, swinging forward and cracking Lawson in the temple once again. Tyler's head snaps back again as all his weight goes on the top rope, nearly sending him over. As he lands back on his feet, Razor immediately takes his right arm and pulls back. The Irish Whip is executed, and Lawson is sent running across the ring. Xtreme walks forward to the center of the ring, following him. Tyler gets to the far side and bounces off, while Razor lunges at him. However, Lawson manages to duck under his opponent's arm and head back off to the other side of the ring. Xtreme quickly turns around as Lawson hits the ropes again, but The Instant Classic manages to hook his arm around the top rope and catch himself, stopping his momentum by wobbling back and forth. Razor sees this and, instead of standing his ground, charges forward. The Rated-X Superstar doesn't get to connect with whatever sort of Lariat he was going for, though, as Lawson catches him off-guard, bending down and tossing him over the rope on a sideways spin with a Backdrop. The crowd plays along, going "oooWAAAHHooohh" in sync with Razor's short flight. Lawson turns around and tries to swing at his opponent, but Razor had landed very well, right on his feet, and he is able to sharply jerk his elbow back, ramming it into Lawson's jaw. Tyler's hands shoot to his mouth as he tries to take a step back, but Xtreme is ahead of him. He puts his hand on the back of Lawson's head and drops, landing on the floor and hanging Tyler up hard on the top rope. Lawson doesn't even have time to react, as the force of the taught rope pushes him back up and flings him straight onto his back, arms crossed in front of his face and neck in pain. Razor, seeing that now is a time that he can stall into a lull, brushes some hair out of his face and takes a deep breath, slowly rolling into the ring afterwards. As he pops up to his feet, Lawson is also struggling to get up, and is open for the attack. Razor grabs his left arm, steps through underneath it, cradles Tyler's head, and falls forward into a Neckbreaker. The hard impact causes Lawson to grab at his upper back, but it's short-lived, as Razor shuffles right on top of him and hooks the leg. The referee slides right in in front of him for the first pin attempt of the match. [.....1..] Lawson kicks out fairly easily, but it was still worth a shot, the pin still wearing him down regardless.

Razor pushes himself up and curls his legs underneath him, stepping back to size his opponent up. Lawson slowly rolls over onto his stomach, and this gives Razor an idea. He backs into the ropes, gets some momentum going back towards Lawson, and leaps forward, nailing him right on the back of the head and neck with a Legdrop. Seems he's taking a page out of Lawson's book and targeting a body part. Interesting. Nonetheless, Xtreme rolls to the left off of Lawson and grabs the middle rope, using it to pull himself to his feet. Meanwhile, Lawson is making no attempts to get up, only slowly turning his head back and forth and trying to claw at something. Razor takes a step toward him and reaches down, grabbing the Instant Classic under the shoulders and pulling him up. Lawson, still bent over, gets his head driven between Razor's knees. As it seems Lawson isn't going anywhere. Razor takes the time to gloat, sticking both fists out to either side of him, a cocky smirk adorning his face. After letting the crowd jeer him for a few seconds, he reaches forward and grabs Lawson, trying to pull him up for a Powerbomb. Neither man has much of a size advantage here, but Xtreme just gave Lawson too long. He gets him about halfway up before Tyler begins to kick his legs violently, forcing Razor to fight to keep his grip. Eventually, Lawson wins this battle, and Razor is forced to put him back down. He raises an arm up to club Tyler in the back, but before he can do anything of the sort, Tyler forces himself to stand straight up, bringing Razor up with him. Instead of Backdropping him like he did to Dante Cross in a similar situation to this Last week, Lawson instead holds on to Razor's ankles, keeping him in place as he steadies his own footing. After turning toward the corner to make sure he lands on the mat, Lawson leans back slightly before pulling everything sharply forward, throwing Razor back over his shoulders. Xtreme flips back down and smacks back-first on the canvas, the end result of an Alabama Slam.

Razor lands hard, but doesn't seem to jar anything serious, as the hit makes him roll over his shoulder and back onto his hands and knees, from which point he puts a hand on his upper back, but nonetheless is able to stand back up without much difficulty. Lawson stumbles backwards, but catches himself on the ropes, able to now rest as he watches his opponent get back up. After simply wiping his hand on his face, he steps forward to confront his opponent, but Razor quickly tries to get something going out of nowhere, lunging toward Lawson with a Lariat attempt. The Instant classic is able to react, however, and quickly ducks under the attempt as before. After popping back up, he then reaches back and grabs Xtreme by the back of the head. Leading him in a big sweeping circle, Tyler uses the face that Razor is off guard to swing him around and toss him straight over the top rope, after which he lands in a crumpled heap on the floor as the crowd pops for Lawson gaining the advantage. Tyler drops to one knee, one hand on the top rope, but after rubbing at his neck a little, he seems ok enough. He drops down to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope to the outside. Razor, laying flat on his face, has his upper body covered by the ring apron. Lawson drops his legs down and stands up, only to reach down, grab Razor's legs, and turn him over under the ring. Firmly grasping Xtreme's ankles, Lawson pulls his opponent out from under the ring. However, it seems Razor was planning for this. Both of his hands are up by his head, each grasping a lead pipe, a twisted smile on his face. Before Lawson can even realize what's going on, Razor reaches forward and whacks him in the top of the skull with one of the pipes, sending him stumbling backwards in shock.

Ted Cedar's reaction is to what happens next, as Razor's next move is to chuck one of the pipes at his opponent as hard as he can. It nails Lawson right in the stomach and clangs to the floor as the Instant Classic lets out a groan and doubles over. He wraps his hands around his abdomen and drops to one knee, while Xtreme stands up as quick as he can and walks over to continue the punishment. He takes his remaining pipe and raises it high over his head before bringing it down hard across Lawson's upper back. Tyler audibly grunts and drops flat on his face as the crowd radiates a collective "ooohhh". Before tending to Lawson, Razor takes the time to toss his pipe over and into the ring, bending down to do the same with the other one. He obviously wants to continue to use them throughout the match; he just has other plans for right now. Before standing back up, he grabs Lawson under the arm and around the neck, yanking him back up to his feet. The groggy Lawson has no way to defend himself as Razor grabs him by the back of the head and leads him diagonally toward the ring. Near the corner, Xtreme then violently shoves him forward, where Lawson smacks his face right off of the ringpost, recoiling hard and stumbling back in circles. Razor backs off toward the side of the ring, sizing up Lawson as he stumbles forward. Once Tyler is in range, Razor catches him with a Drop Toe Hold, which sends the Instant Classic face-first into the steel steps. Tyler smacks off and is right back to his feet, but the impact knocks him for a loop, and he's not standing for long, as he falls to his left into the closest thing to him, the side of the ring. Razor quickly stands back up and pushes Lawson right back into the ring, rolling him forward and onto his back. Before getting back in the ring himself, Xtreme reaches down back under the ring, and after rummaging around for a few seconds, pulls a chair out and slides that back into the ring too. Razor follows suit, rolling into the ring himself before sliding the chair forward into a suitable position, smack in the middle of the ring.

Razor stands back up himself, reaching down to grab his opponent. Lawson still seems to be in la-la land, so there's no trouble for Razor to get him standing and in a Front Facelock position. He turns Lawson to where he can land this just right, then lifts him up high, spins him around, and plants him back-first right on the chair with a brutal Falcon Arrow. You can almost feel the crowd shuddering at that sickening impact. Razor's almost sure he's got this one in the bag now, as he smirks evilly and slowly slides Lawson's shoulders off the table and onto the mat, keeping the legs hooked as the referee counts the pin. [.....1.....2.....] No! Not quite enough! Lawson kicks out at the last second, leaving the crowd to breathe a sigh of relief, but leaving Razor in mild shock. No matter; at this rate, it seems Razor could do this all night if he wanted to. He rolls sideways and back out of the ring, leaving Lawson to roll around on the mat, trying to contort his arms into some position to relieve the pain in his now-aching back. On the outside, Razor takes another trip back under the ring, this time emerging with a table, to the fans' disdain. Lawson rolls into the corner as Xtreme slides the table up into the ring, following immediately after it himself. As Razor sets up the table, Lawson tries desperately to make up some ground and stand back up, pulling on the ropes and trying to get his balance. Razor gets the table set up no problem, and then slides it over near the corner, diagonal to all the ropes, in a perfect position for a top rope move. However, as he turns back around to Lawson, it becomes apparent that this took too much time, as Tyler meets him immediately with a hard kick to the midsection. This time it's Razor that gets the Front Facelock, as Lawson then hooks both of the Rated-X Superstar's arms in front of him. He then spins his opponent around, so that they are both standing up, grabs Razor's other wrist with his free hand, and drops down, connecting for the first time with one of the newest additions to his moveset, the Double Arm Trap Neckbreaker, which I still can't come up with a good name for...

Lawson can't get up immediately, still weary from the beating he's taken tonight, and it's a race to each respective competitor's feet. They get up at nearly the same time, but Lawson acts first, taking Razor back down immediately with an STO. The momentum is on his side, the adrenaline is flowing, and Lawson just pops right back up. He quickly realizes that this is a bad idea, as some pain shoots through his back, but he is still able to reach down and grab Razor's legs. The fans pop like crazy as Tyler looks around, signaling what he's about to do. It appears to be Sharpshooter time as Lawson steps through Xtreme's legs, but Razor gives him a nice counter, reaching up and grabbing his head out of nowhere and rolling him into a Small Package. [.....1.....2...] Kickout! The crowd's heart had sunk, but they roar back to life upon the kickout. Lawson scrambles out and tries to get to his feet as fast as he can, but by this point, Razor is recovered enough to get up a bit faster then him. He manages to wrap his arms around Tyler's waist, then pulls a page out of Lawson's own book, throwing him sharply back with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex. Tyler lands with a thud, arching his back and allowing Razor to catch his breath. As Lawson slowly holds his back and spins around in a circle, Razor rolls onto his stomach and slowly pushes himself back to his feet. Lawson's momentum seems to be gone, and Xtreme heads back over to him to regain his advantage. He reaches down and grabs Lawson's legs, pulling them in tight and beginning to turn him around into the Xtreme Walls. However he stops about halfway into it. A devious little grin crosses his face. He's got an idea. He turns back forward before stepping through, then crosses Lawson's legs, taking them both under one arm Rock-style (rather than Hart-style, how Lawson does it), and does the complete turn over, locking in Lawson's signature Sharpshooter.

Lawson shouts out in pain as his back is wrenched into an unnatural position, but luckily for him he's near the ropes...hold on a second...no disqualifications...means no rope breaks! However, Tyler sees a better idea, and begins clawing toward it. A "Let's go Lawson!" chant arises from the thousands in attendance, and it seems to help Lawson along his way. He reaches his destination without a whole lot of trouble, albeit grimacing in obvious pain. He reaches out, and grabs one of the lead pipes Razor used earlier. As quick as he can, he swings it backwards, and connects right with Razor's ankle bone. Xtreme yelps in surprise at the sharp jolt running up his leg, and it's enough to make him drop Lawson and fall flat on his face, grabbing agonizingly at his ankle. Lawson takes some deep breaths, in relief of his predicament, and begins to reach for the ropes, trying desperately to get up before Razor. Xtreme doesn't show any signs of getting up soon, so Lawson can breathe easy trying to get back up. It takes several seconds to do so, but Tyler is eventually up, leaning back against the ropes, and Razor is on his knees, gingerly testing out his ankle to see if he can stand on it. Eventually he does, and he turns around, limping, only to see Lawson, who charges toward him and levels him with a Clothesline. To continue the quick string of action, Razor instinctively pops back up, but winces visibly putting weight on that ankle. Lawson, knowing that it'll be hard for him to get up after the second part of this combination of his, simply skips it and goes straight to part 3. He backs into the ropes, takes a couple steps toward Razor, and takes him right back down again, this time with a Big Boot. He simply drops right on top of Razor for the cover, utilizing the Lateral Press. [.....1.....2....] No! So close, but Razor just barely kicked out of that one.

Tyler slowly pushes himself off of Razor and looks up. Certainly this is just coincidence, but he happens to be right in front of the table that Razor set up earlier. It seems he knows what he's doing next. He stands back up and pulls Razor up with him. Razor is hobbling, and lets Lawson do what he wants for the time being. Lawson cracks his neck, trying to alleviate the pressure on his back, as he turns himself and Razor around, so that his back is facing the table. He hooks Razor up in a Front Facelock, presumably looking to Suplex his opponent straight through the table. He tries to lift his opponent up, but the combination of his hurt back and Razor trying his damnedest to counter just makes the move almost impossible to execute. Razor pulls down and back as hard as he can, and eventually Tyler just falls forward, allowing Razor connect with a hard DDT. The sheer momentum of the move sends Lawson rolling forward onto his back, and Razor wastes no time in shooting on top of him for the cover. He hooks the leg. [.....1.....2.....] SO CLOSE! Lawson just BARELY shot his arm up in the nick of time to avoid the 3-count there. Razor is a little irked at that one. He thought he had him there. Now seems like as good a time as any to put him away. The Xtremesault seems out of the question after getting hit in the ankle so hard, so there's only one way to finish this now. He stands up, a bit shakily due to the ankle, but he definitely seems to be able to put more weight on it at this point. Panting, he sticks the Devil Horns up in the air, prompting a chorus of boos to rain down on him.

Razor steps his foot into the mat a few times, making sure he can stand on it as Lawson slowly tries to get up. He gets to his hands and knees, and Razor reaches down and hooks on a Cravate, pulling him up and near the center of the ring. A cocky smile on his face, Razor goes for the Razor Sharp Cutter...but Lawson pushes him away! Razor goes stumbling forward, and Lawson puts his hands on his knees, thanking his lucky stars he managed to counter that. Tyler's back's been hurting the whole match, and he tries to stretch it out a little before Razor turns back to him, but there's no way he can fully do that before Xtreme is coming back at him. The Instant Classic tries to gain the upper hand and swings at his opponent, but Razor manages to duck underneath it and quickly sets up behind him. Lawson turns...and eats a Knee Facebuster for his trouble. Lawson goes sprawling back, and as he hits the table, his momentum makes him fall back on top of it, although perpendicular to it. Razor seems to have re-tweaked his ankle in that stumble, as he holds it for several seconds before starting to get up. It's a bit of a task to put weight on it, but he manages to start to limp over to his opponent, grabbing one of his lead pipes along the way. His face all of a sudden is filled with anger, as if he's had it with Lawson. Tyler tries to sit up, but immediately get clobbered across the face with the pipe. Razor drops it as Lawson's head jerks back and to the side, the crowd reacting in sympathy, considering the sickening clang that impact made. Slowly, Tyler falls to his side, and Razor helps to turn him properly face up along the table. The look of rage still showing, Xtreme gets in Tyler's face and starts audibly shouting at him.

Razor uses the table to help himself around it, and then stumbles into the corner. Lawson's hands cover his face, and Ted Cedar speculates he may be busted open after that shot. With Xtreme's ankle still bothering him, making it to the corner becomes a chore for him, taking much longer than it needs to. He puts his good ankle on the bottom rope, steadies it, then steps up. His right ankle then goes on the second rope, and it seems like he has it steady, but as soon as he tries to take his bottom foot off, he grunts and falls off. This might not work. After shaking off his bad ankle, he tries again, this time stepping straight to the middle rope with his left foot and pulling up again. Once he gets his right foot up too, he plants it on the turnbuckle, and instead uses his left foot again to step up. This strategy works, and eventually he does make it to the top. However that took entirely too long, and Lawson has already rolled off of the table, currently crawling over toward his opponent. As Xtreme slowly stands up, trying to balance himself. Lawson sneakily pops up underneath him. As the crowd goes nuts for him, he grabs Razor's legs from behind and sharply pulls forward. Razor has nothing to grab onto, and he is quickly sent flying backward and crashes hard through the table with a sickening Powerbomb. The "Holy Shit" chants break out as Razor's head smacks off the canvas. He is out of it.

Lawson is on his knees, face on the mat, a hand held to his back. It hurts, but he's gotta fight through this. He needs to make the pin. He doesn't need to be hurt any more for his semifinal next week. He starts to crawl forward, closer....and closer...almost there. He literally throws himself forward, sprawling himself across the broken table and stretching a lone arm over Razor's limp body. The referee slides in for the pin. [.....1.....2.....3] He got the three! Razor's arm shoots up about a half a count after three, but it's too late! The ref is already calling for the bell and it rings to signal the end of the match! This one's over!

Lawson's theme music begins to play as he rolls off of Razor and the table. The referee tries to raise his hand, but Tyler just doesn't want to get up.

Lawson lays in the middle of the ring, spread eagle, staring up at the lights. Normally this connotates losing, but tonight, it's done in victory. A slight smile forms on his lips as he turns his head to the side. It's all over...at least for now. The victor tries to lift his head off the canvas, but gives up at just a couple inches. He's too tired and sore for that. He's better off just laying there until the commercial kicks in. Razor lays motionless in the wreckage of the table. He might be knocked out, that kickout attempt having just been on instinct.

But that doesn't matter right now. What matters right now is that Lawson is now 3-0 since his return, and has arguably looked the strongest of the four remaining KoX competitors heading to the semifinals. Razor has gotten his comeuppance, and now it's time to look to whoever's next. Just gotta keep the train rolling...

Eventually, Lawson rolls onto his side as the show fades out to commercial. Only the main event remains...