Going to Extremes

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A/N: timeline is majorly screwed with.

Summary: After the lie is discovered, Xander is forced into extreme exile.

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Xander watched from the Eagle's Nest as New Jack trained with Faith. There was a show tonight, but it wasn't for another few hours. Paul E had organized a match between three feuds, in a sense. Xander, Tommy Dreamer, and Spike were teaming up to take on Bam Bam Bigelow, D-Von Dudley, and Chris Candido. Paul offered the match to RVD, but he was taking on Sabu in a bit of a grudge match. Apparently, the Triple Threat were after him, now, but, he didn't give a damn.

"Hey," he looked up as Tommy sat down beside him, "How're you holding up?"

"With the match, good," Xander said, "But, we both know that's not what you're talking about."

"Faith is taking on Kakistos in a lethal match for vengeance and for the entertainment of beings that I only just learned existed," Tommy said, "I find this so surreal…"

"You need to be thinkin' about Beulah," Xander said, "I have no doubts in Faith."

"I've been wondering," Tommy said, "This 'Wolfram and Hart' law firm…they developed a contract that endorses torture if it is broken. It makes no sense."

"I know," Xander said, "The only conclusions I can draw aren't good ones."

"…This sucks," Tommy said, "I'm so scared…we're going to host monsters in a PPV…can you imagine what kind of doors this is going to open? It's like Pandora's Box."

"…There's a demonic gladiator group that operates outside of Jersey," Xander said, "I went to one of their shows once, just to do some surveillance…they do it to the death, but a few of them prefer knockout."

"You aren't saying," Tommy asked, "…They might want to join?"

"Imagine it," Xander said, "Demons in ECW."

"…I think Paul's going to have fun with this," Tommy said with a smile.

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"Hey, Faith," Rob greeted her outside the arena, "Aren't you going to go and watch Xander's match?"

"I'll be inside soon," Faith said, "Are you going to watch their match?"

"Of course, so long as Sabu doesn't fuck me up too much," Rob said with a grin, "You and him seem pretty tight."

"We are," Faith said, "But, not that tight."

Faith was feeling that itch that made her wanna find some stud and take him to bed. The only problem was that she was scared…she was thinking of Lynda, and what that bastard had done to her. Rob was a good guy, in great shape, and she didn't even wanna wrap her mind around what a guy who could do a leg split was capable of in bed (well, not unless she had a free night). It was fairly obvious that he wanted her, but, she didn't do relationships.

Besides, there was Xander. While the two weren't in any way an item, she knew that he was willing to give up his life for her…and she'd just met him. Unlike Rob, he was aware of vamps and had chosen to fight them all his own. She was scared that…if she did anything to piss him off, like sleep with Rob, that he would ditch her…maybe that was why he'd offered to help her…because he was looking for a fuck and found a way to try and manipulate her into bed.

Still, she refused to just write him off as a sleaze. Lynda had always tried to get her to slow down with men, and had tried to convince her that there were good men out there. Sure, it was a long shot, but she was determined to give him the benefit of the doubt…she owed both Lynda and him that much.

"Yoo-hoo," Rob waved a hand in front of her, "You alright in there?"

"Yeah," Faith said, grinning at him, "I'm good."

"You look stressed," Rob said, reaching into his pocket and pulling something out, "Here. Help you relax."

Faith stared at the joint in his hand, then smiled at him.

"Sorry," she said to him, "Tried that once. Didn't enjoy it."

Truth was, her Slayer abilities pretty much made it towards where she had to smoke at least ten joints to feel anything.

"Oh, well," Rob shook it off, "You ever need anything, Faith, you just call me."

"No prob, Rob," she quipped.

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Perfect Strangers by Deep Purple played out as Chris Candido and Bam Bam Bigelow came out, with D-Von right behind them. Not too far behind was Shane Douglas, with his head cheerleader, Francine, right beside him.

Next, Highway to Hell by AC/DC played as Spike Dudley made his entrance, staying near the first guardrail as he waited on his partners.

SPIKE! SPIKE! SPIKE!

Judgment Day by Van Halen came on as Xander came out, dressed in his usual jeans and jacket, this time with a ripped up Flash Gordon T-shirt on.

HAIL TO THE KING!! HAIL TO THE KING!! HAIL TO THE KING!!

Francine flashed a quick smile and wink to Xander as Man in the Box by Alice in Chains came on, signaling Tommy Dreamer's entrance. Tommy glared up at D-Von as the music cut off.

TOMMY DREAMER!! TOMMY DREAMER!!

"Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing first, they are members of the Triple Threat along with the Franchise, Shane Douglas and Francine, from Asbury Park and Spring Lake, New Jersey, Chris Candido and the Beast from the East, Bam Bam Bigelow! And, from the South side of Dudleyville, D-von Dudley!"

The fans booed mercilessly, mostly because of the Dudleys' actions.

"Introducing next, from Dudleyville, he is the Giant Killer, Little Spike Dudley!"

The fans cheered wildly for him.

"From Yonkers, New York, he is the Innovator of Violence, Tommy Dreamer!"

The fans cheered even more for him.

"And, from la Boca del Inferno, California, he is the Hardcore King of Extreme, Xander Harris!"

How the Hell did I get that name, Xander wondered.

The fans cheered for him at a level that was equal to, or a little less than, Tommy Dreamer. The bell ran, and the three huddled up.

"Spike, you take on Bam Bam," Tommy suggested, "Xander, Candido's all yours. I have D-von."

They turned back, and saw that Bam Bam was up first, so Spike came up, ready to go.

"Are you sure Spike can handle Bam Bam," Xander asked, scared for his friend.

"Yeah," Tommy said simply, filled with confidence.

He heard a slam and turned back to see Spike do a whisper in the wind to Bam Bam, who fell to the ground. He followed up with a foot stomp that made Xander cringe.

"Holy crap," Xander said.

SPIKE!! SPIKE!! SPIKE!! SPIKE!!

For the next few minutes, Spike traded blows with Bam Bam till he tagged in Candido, which led to Xander being tagged in. Candido went for a clothesline, but Xander avoided the arm and got a sleeper hold on, but only managed to drag him down to the mat. Xander got a legdrop on Candido, and quickly came to his feet. Candido came up a moment later, meeting a stiff bladed hand to his ribcage. Candido collapsed to his knee, quivering in pain; Xander followed up with a kick to the shoulder, flooring Candido. Xander pulled him up and snapmared him, then ran to the ropes on the other side and did a dropkick to the back of his head.

HAIL TO THE KING!! HAIL TO THE KING!!

Xander Irish whipped Candido to the other side and clotheslined him to the floor. Xander walked back over to his side, dragging Candido with him, and had Tommy get on the top rope. Xander lifted Candido up and Tommy got him into a fireman's carry, then did the Spicolli Driver from the top rope. Bam Bam and D-von got into the ring and charged the two, but Xander took D-von down with a bladed hand to the chest as Spike crossbodied Bam Bam to the floor.

Xander took the opportunity to go outside the ring and start fishing around for weapons. He pulled out two tables and a garbage can, but got pissed off when he couldn't find anything to swing. Sighing, he tossed the garbage can up to Tommy, and began to set up the tables. Once he got them double-stacked, he turned to the crowd.

"GIMME A WEAPON," he shouted out.

The people in the first row all offered him their chairs, but one person in the third row caught his attention. It was a pool stick, which he grabbed up. He set it down and grabbed one of the offered chairs and set it up. He stood on it with one foot on the chair and the other on the guardrail.

"THIS," he shouted, "IS MY BOOMSTICK!!"

BOOMSTICK!! BOOMSTICK!! BOOMSTICK!!

Xander turned around and smacked D-von, who had been sneaking up behind him, breaking the stick in half. He took the shorter end and hit him in the stomach, then DDTed him to the floor.

As he got up, he heard a table break. He looked up into the ring and saw that Bam Bam had thrown Spike through the table, putting him outta the fight for the moment. Tommy came up behind him and hit him with a stop sign. Then, he saw Buh Buh Ray and Big Dick Dudley come running out. He hit Buh Buh with his stick, but it did nothing more than piss the big man off. Buh Buh grabbed him up and did a fireman's carry slam onto the floor, causing Xander quite a bit of pain.

BUH BUH SUCKS DICK!! BUH BUH SUCKS DICK!!

With Bam Bam, Candido, Big Dick, Buh Buh, and D-von working together, it wasn't long before they had Tommy, Xander, and Spike all laid out. Just as Buh Buh and D-von were about to 3D Xander, Faith ran out and punched D-von, laying him out.

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

The ECW crowd was beyond confused and surprised by that, but they were still happy about it. Buh Buh stared down at Faith before running at her, trying to get a clothesline. Faith ducked it then did a roundhouse to Buh Buh…who, surprisingly, was able to go toe-to-toe with her.

"Damn, big boy," she said, "What the Hell are you on?"

Slowly, the good guys started to make a comeback, as Tommy DDTed Candido and Spike did his Acid Drop on Bam Bam…that all changed once Douglas got in, using his crutches to knock the crap outta everyone but Faith. Xander was somehow left alone, bleeding from his forehead in the corner when, to his surprise, Francine squatted in front him.

"Hey, honey," she said to him with a smile, "You know, you could probably take on any one of these guys in a singles match…Hell, you might even be able to take Shane's title from him…you might be able to beat Taz."

"What's your point," Xander asked, using the time to collect himself.

"How would you like all of," she groped herself, "This. All you gotta do…is win the belt."

"You're a whore," Xander said.

"You didn't seem to think so last week," Francine puckered up her lips, blowing him a kiss.

Unable to resist, he said, "Honey…you got real ugly."

Francine frowned at him, then slapped him across the face. Before more could be done, however, Faith pulled her off him.

"Oh, boy," Joey Styles was saying, "We might have a situation."

Faith and Francine squared off for a moment, going back and forth with the talk, before Francine slapped her across the face. Faith snarled at her, then tackled her in rage.

"CAAATTTFIIIIGHTTT!!! CAAATTTFIIIIGHTTT," Styles was so loud that even Xander could hear him.

E-C-DUB!! E-C-DUB!!

Then, everything went quiet as the beginning of Enter Sandman by Metallica played out.

SANDMAN!! SANDMAN!! SANDMAN!!

Xander stood up as the Triple Threat and the Dudleys backed away from the ring, with Tommy, Spike, and Faith standing across from them. Xander came to his feet, with Faith helping him up. Sandman joined them in the ring, smoking his cigarette with his cane and beer in hand. Sandman took a swig from his beer and bashed his head with the can, then spat it out directly into Douglas's face.

As the song came to an end, Sandman lifted his cane up, Tommy did his crucifix pose, and Xander did his 'X' pose, with Faith and Spike in the front, daring them to try it again.