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Angel would stare up at the ceiling, his vision blurred from the impact of his skull with the unforgiving steel steps, as he would reach up and wipe what he thought was sweat on his forehead. Upon removing his hand he would catch sight of the deep crimson liquid that was covering his hand. Frustrated, Angel would very audibly yell out from where he was laying

"You're gonna pay for that, NOBODY makes me bleed my own blood!"

But retribution for Angels blood loss was gonna have to wait as all be was currently able to do was drag himself over the barricade, struggling to find the strength to reach out and start pulling himself back up to a vertical base.

Angel would finally bring himself to a standing position, his face covered with a stream of blood, yet not quite as bad as Trent just yet. He still had a big red bullseye on his forehead now as he looked at the fans at ringside where there was a gangbanger homie standing ringside with a red bandana. With no regard for this mans personal property, he would reach out and grab the bandana out of this mans pocket, using it to wipe the blood from his face, much to the disgust of the man, who began to yell at Angel. Angel, being the arrogant piece of s**t that he is would smirk at the fan and say:

"Sell it on ebay, we all know you don't have a ******** freeloader."

Angel would then throw the bandana in the mans face, as he would turn to try and locate Trent to try and put this man back into the ring.

Angel would slide in behind Trent, being so methodical in his attack on Trent, right on top of every,move he makes, picking this very taleneted individual apart. Wanting to keep the momentum swaying in his favor, he would spread his legs apart, holding his hands out to the side waiting for Trent to make his way back uo to his feet, or even his knees, looking to set this kid up for what should be the last move of the match, Angels patented kick, named by the ledgendary Mike Landry....Witness the perfection that IS, The Wizard of Awes!!!

Trent turns around and Angel leaps into the air, his opponent so out of it he was lost thinking he was in a different match...so contact would seem imminent as the entire arena would go silent inside of Angels head from the second he jumped.

Angel, being the sick puppy that he was, would go for the covern but would also break the cover before the referee would even drop to the mat, and The Celestial One would roll out of the ring, once again giving the skirting on the ring an upward tug as he would have a few things he was looking for this time.

First, Angel would grab hold of a small bag, sticking it into his pocket before turning his attention to the table that was under the ring. He would quickly slide it out from under the ring, much to the delight of the fans who quickly started chanting 'GET THE TABLES' as he would lift the table up and slide it intobthe ring, sliding in behind and turning his attention to Trent to make sure he wasnt stirring.

Nodding, Angel would turn his attention back to setting up the table, the anticipation building with each passing second of this contest. He would drop the legs off of the table and secure them in place, flipping the table over before reaching into his pocket and removing the bag and holding it up over the table before dumping 10,000 thumbtacks all over the table stirring this capacity crowd up intk a frenzy.

Angel would then make his way over to Trent before lifting him up off the ground and trying to drag him into position at the head of the table before attempting a vertical suplex onto the tack covered table.

Angel was caught off guard by these blows to the ribs, and released Trent despite almost putting him out for good. Maybe this kid had some fight lef5 inbhim, and he has Angel dazed...