DF: So next up we have a bit of a personal grudge match, Josh. Recently Silvus returned during a Harvey Cross/Alexander Draven match which Cross had just won…then Silvus appeared…now, like me…I’m sure you thought he had come for Cross?

JS: Precisely but no…take a look at what happened.

***PR: My god Silvus, is once again stood in a UHW ring what does this mean?

Harvey Cross takes a couple of steps back stopping at the ropes and Alexander takes a couple of steps forward. Silvus raises a hand and his signature Baseball bat can be seen. He takes a step forward towards Harvey who quickly climbs out of the ring but to his surprise and the shock of the audience Silvus smashes his Baseball bat down hard onto Alexander Dravens head sending him down to the canvas like a sack of potatoes. He brings up his other hand, which has a microphone and a smile upon his face, turns around slowly in the ring, counting all the fans.

PR: My god he just clobbered his own brother. ***

DF: I’d say that was pretty self-explanatory…

JS: Aren’t you glad Pedro and Brandon have gone?

The lights dim down as a child’s voice can be heard over the P.A. System.

Child: I have killed once before, So quick and silent and evermore, The dark enclosure in my mind, Hides my truths more and more, But once again alas it must open, So spew fourth the demons that rage, And hope dear god please just hope, That ain't Silvus knocking at your door...

“Wishmaster” blasts over the P.A. system the lights go blue, and the crowd boos with anticipation as Silvus steps out onto the stage. He raises his arm before walking down the ramp ignoring all the fans along the way. He gets to the ring and stops he looks up at the rafters and then smiles before walking to the steps and climbing them up. Ducking through the middle rope he enters the ring and raise’s his hand to the crowd who respond with a barrage of boos. His music dies down as he stares up at the stage with a menacing grin…

JS: Haha, a guy grows a backbone and becomes a bit more ruthless and he’s booed…

DF: He attacked his OWN BROTHER!

Pyro erupts from the stage as silence hits the arena, his music not playing at all…the pyro then erupts down each side of the ramp as Silvus stares with anticipation, the crowd cheers as a fireball erupts from each turnbuckle in turn as Silvus jolts and looks around, he grows more agitated and starts pacing the ring screaming. Suddenly two spotlights start shining down and follow Silvus as he tries to shake them but the move anyway and slowly ascend into the rafters…a figure is seen…the crowd erupts then as Alexander Draven descends down on a makeshift lift which is held by reinforced steel cables…. and is surrounded by a cage…the top of which is ablaze with fiery pyros . . .Silvus steps back and leaps up onto the turnbuckle now comfortable with knowing exactly where Draven is. The caged lift stops above the ring as Draven pushes open one side of the cage on a hinge…he then drops down and lands on his feet in the centre of the ring as the pyro on the ramp and stage continue to blaze. His caged lift then ascends once again as the crowd continues roaring…

DF: Perhaps one of the most extravagant entrances in UHW History?

JS: He’s a showman, a suck-up…he has no essence of ruthlessness…he’s all about cheap parlour tricks to attempt an advantage…

DF: Nawh?!

Silvus now starts applauding his brother sarcastically. Draven stands still with no emotion…he then starts mouthing: God Help You right as the pyros shoot up one last time on the stage exploding into the air. The pyro on the ramp then slowly stops burning as Draven runs at Silvus and leaps up. They exchange lefts and rights before Silvus can push him off but Alex is back and he starts clobbering him before attempting to pick him up mid-turnbuckle for a suplerplex!

DF: Good god! He didn’t wait for the intros!

JS: This is personal! What a battle we’re in for…

The referee tries to break them up, as he hasn’t rung the bell yet. Ashley exits the ring as Silvus fights off Draven as they now stand on the top turnbuckle…Draven pulls him up but Silvus plants his foot and suddenly tosses Draven down onto the mat, he lands on his back and remains motionless as Silvus stands on the turnbuckle looking down with menace…

JS: SICK BURN!!!

DF: OH MY GOD!!! HE HASN’T MOVED!!! GET THE EMTS!!!

Silvus starts laughing which triggers a near riot as the crowd boo and throw litter at their once-hero. Silvus now drops into the ring and stands dominantly with a sickening grin, he then drops and rolls out of the ring and this match has yet to start. James Coe, our referee can only look on as Silvus boots Draven unguarded in his ribs, he then pulls him up and whips him into the steel post and he goes flying off clutching his shoulder. Silvus folds up the ring announcers chair and stalks Draven with it as the crowd start to gather momentum in their chants for Alex…Silvus raises the chair as Draven staggers to his feet with a look of defiance, he then kicks Silvus in the shin from nowhere but he clutches the chair still, only staggering a little with a grimace in his eyes, Draven comes again with a right hook to Silvus’ face, he kicks him in the gut but Silvus keeps the chair. Alexander pulls his head up but Silvus swings the chair at his head, only he misses as Draven drops leaving the chair to rattle off the ring post and vibrate right up Silvus’ arm. He immediately drops the chair presenting Alexander Draven the chance to spear him down and lay into him with a furious flurry of lefts and rights. Silvus tries to cover up but his nose is bust open. Alex now stands and picks up the chair as Silvus wipes the blood from his lip, he then sits up enraged and storms to Draven with no care for the chair, Alex swings but Silvus holds his arm and blocks it with his forearm and keeps coming, he then takes Draven down with a sick looking fury punch, the chair drops as Silvus wipes his nose and lip once again, he then pulls Draven up and tosses him right over the announce table, as he collapses by the feet of Denzel and Josh, Silvus then crawls over the table and drags Draven back over and he stands in front of Draven grabbing him by the chin, he then slogs him in the jaw and then the face before letting him collapse. Draven glares up as blood pours from a huge cut on his lip.

DF: My god, these brothers are working stiff on each other, they’re holding nothing back.

JS: Good, this is how a grudge match is supposed to go!

Silvus then pulls him up and drives some knees into his face; he then pulls him between his legs and then hoists him up before dropping him with a sick spiked powerbomb. Draven immediately goes limp as James Coe now exits the ring and keeps Silvus back, Coe kneels down as Draven remains motionless and his eyes fixated up at the rafters. Referee James holds up his arms in an X symbol as Silvus steps back with no emotion on his face. EMTs now rush down to the ring as the arena falls silent. A stretcher is brought down as Silvus sits on the steel ring steps with his hand resting his chin up; he insolently sniggers as the crowd give him heat around him. After a few moments Draven is placed in a neck brace and hoisted onto the stretcher, he is then wheeled around the ring carefully while Silvus walks around the other side of the ring with a menacing look on his face. Draven is carted to the bottom of the ramp when Silvus runs and kicks the stretcher over, he then stomps down on Draven as the medics try and pull him off but they’re punched away, James Coe pushes him away and is joined by agents and Harvey Cross runs down, he pushes Silvus and screams at him, more referee’s come down and get between Harvey and Silvus who laughs maniacally. Amazingly Draven rips the buckles off him, he then rolls away from the stretcher and stands up as Cross backs up the ramp, he pulls the agents back at him and looks respectfully at Alex and nods at him.

DF: Wow, Harvey Cross just brought Alexander Draven some time there…that IS odd.

JS: Yeah…is Harvey letting the magnitude of tonight get to him? Has he lost his mind? What about not associating with freaks?!

DF: I don’t know but Draven is somehow up and this match looks like it’ll continue…Draven has such a big heart, Silvus is going to have to try harder to keep him down!

Alexander grins and stares at Silvus before staggering down the ramp towards him, Silvus just backs up and rolls into the ring. Draven staggers down clutching his neck before rolling in but Silvus drops on his neck with a leg drop, James Coe jumps back in and signals for the bell to be rung, the match has officially began. Silvus quickly rolls him over and covers…

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Kickout!!! Draven just gets his arm up in time! Silvus then kneels up, in shock, he then stands and pulls Alex to his feet, he then goes for a clothesline but Alex rolls him up and the referee slides back down…

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Kickout!!

DF: I think it’s shocking enough that Alex is back in the ring let alone scoring a near fall!

JS: its just stupidity, not bravery.

Draven screams and kicks Silvus in the head as James Coe pushes him away, Silvus clutches the side of his head, Draven then pushes the referee away and pulls Silvus up, he then connects with the Draven Effect as the crowd erupts. Alex then clutches his neck as he sits up and slowly stands, he walks over to the turnbuckle and slowly climbs grimacing as he ascends. He then slowly turns and looks at the fans, he takes in a deep breath and leaps forward with a Diving Moonsault, he gets some air and lands down on Silvus but doesn’t move, the referee hesitates and slides down…

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DF: HE WON! ALEXANDER DRAVEN WON!!!

JS: WHAT?!

DF: WHAT AN UPSET!

Alex is still on top of Silvus but comes to again and rolls away clutching his neck in absolute agony. James Coe helps him out of the ring as another referee runs down.

AJ: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…ALEXANDER DRAVEN!!!

Alex raises his arm in the air as Silvus rolls to his front, with his eyes closed. Draven is helped up the ramp still hurting from the neck injury but he still grins and nods to the fans as the scene slowly fades