Creeper was on his knees on the floor, trying to climb to his feet, as Red nearly fell over himself, his head still spinning from getting hit by the barricade. Managing to stay upright, Red moved towards Creeper, wanting to keep him down. He started to pull Creeper up, before suddenly bringing his head down and driving it right onto Red’s knee. He released his hold on Creeper and let him fall on his back to the floor. Picking up the steel chair, he placed it over Creeper’s face and raised one of his legs, intending to stomp down on the chair and smash Creeper’s head with it. Creeper rolled out of the way at the last second though, his hands wrapped around the sides of the chair, and Red’s boot hit nothing but the floor instead. Acting quickly, Creeper jumped up and drilled the top of the chair into Red’s gut, forcing him to bend over, and then nailed him under the chin with it as well, sending him to the floor, dazed.

Tazz: “Creeper just leveled Red with that chair! Only a couple minutes into this match and it may already be over!”

Dropping the steel chair and dragging Red up, Creeper slammed Red’s head onto the top of the announcer’s table, busting open his head further. With his skull ringing with pain, Creeper continued the assault by pulling Red up again, turning him around, and running him face first into the nearest turnbuckle post, his head bouncing off of the steel and his nearly lifeless body collapsing to the floor. Kicking Red in the head and chest several times for good measure, Creeper began looking under the ring for more weapons. Throwing a few weapons out onto the floor behind him, Creeper didn’t see that Red had begun to stir, slowly standing up, grabbing onto the side of the ring for help, blood dripping down his face. Wiping some of the blood off of his face, Red saw where Creeper was as he stood up, a sledge hammer in his hands.

Creeper charged at Red with the hammer, but before he could do anything with it, Red grabbed the handle of the weapon with both of his hands and swung it into the side of Creeper’s neck, making him let go of the hammer and fall to the floor. Red dropped the hammer onto Creeper and wiped more blood off of his face. He then picked Creeper up and moved over to the security rail. He climbed over it, keeping his hold on Creeper, and got ready to suplex him over it. The crowd in that area realized what he was about to do and quickly moved from their seats. He suplexed Creeper over the rail, his body landing on the chairs that the people had been sitting in just seconds before. The back of one of the chairs dug into Creeper’s lower back, driving the air out of his body. He held his back in pain as Red stood up, his own back hurting some after hitting the concrete floor. Grabbing of the many fallen chairs on the floor near him, Creeper started to stand up some, ready to attack Red with the chair when he got close enough…