Post by Jonathan Barrows on Apr 22, 2024 16:12:14 GMT -5
As the fans make their way into AT&T stadium for Night 2 of WrestleWars, they are given a tablet by the ticket takers with a clickable option to choose the winner of the WGWF Television Title Match. They are told to scan their ticket, and make their selection, and the tablet will register their seats. They are entering at a chance for a prize later in the night.
The atmosphere is electric as fans of all ages stream into the grand entrance of AT&T Stadium, buzzing with excitement for Night 2 of WrestleWars. The glow of lights and the echo of high-energy music fill the air. Banners featuring wrestling stars hang from the pillars, swaying slightly as cheers erupt sporadically throughout the crowd.
CUT TO: ENTRANCE GATE
At the gate, TICKET TAKERS in WGWF-branded gear hold sleek tablets. As fans approach, the ticket takers offer a warm, enthusiastic greeting.
TICKET TAKER #1
(to a FAMILY approaching)
Welcome to WrestleWars! Don’t forget to pick your champion for the Television Title Match tonight! Just scan your ticket right here and make your selection!
The FATHER of the family, sporting a vintage wrestling tee, beams as he scans their tickets. The tablet screen lights up, showing the contenders for the Television Title Match.
FATHER
Alright, team, who are we voting for?
The KIDS chime in excitedly, each shouting their favorite. They finally agree, and the father taps the screen. A CONFIRMATION MESSAGE pops up.
TABLET SCREEN
Thank you for your selection! Stay tuned, you might just win a prize tonight! EEEEE!
TICKET TAKER #1
(smiling)
Great choice! Enjoy the show and keep your fingers crossed!
The family moves on, buzzing with the added thrill of possibly winning something extra tonight.
CUT TO: ANOTHER TICKET TAKER
TICKET TAKER #2 hands a tablet to a GROUP OF FRIENDS, all in their twenties, debating their picks.
FRIEND #1
It's got to be the underdog, man. He’s due for a win!
FRIEND #2
Nah, I’m telling you, the champ’s retaining. No way she loses tonight!
They laugh and argue good-naturedly, each scanning their tickets and making their selections. Their excitement is palpable as they discuss the potential outcomes.
Friend 1 tries to select the small text of the contenders, but it doesn't let him click. He tries a few times, and it won't work. With a sigh, he clicks on the correct name--the champ.
TICKET TAKER #2
(locking in their choices)
All set! Good luck with your picks!
CUT TO: OVERHEAD SHOT
The flow of fans continues, each group stopping briefly at the gates to engage in this unique interactive experience. The camera pans over the crowd, capturing the vibrant energy and collective anticipation of a memorable night at WrestleWars.
SCENE 2:
INT. AT&T STADIUM ENTRANCE - NIGHT
The buzz of excitement at AT&T Stadium is palpable as fans in colorful wrestling gear queue eagerly, waiting to enter for Night 2 of WrestleWars. Bright lights flash, music pumps through the air, and large screens display highlights from last night's bouts.
CUT TO: ENTRANCE GATE
A large sign hangs above the ticket takers in the west gate, near the big parking lot: "Select Your Winner to Enter!" Each TICKET TAKER holds a sleek tablet here as well, ready to engage with the incoming fans.
TICKET TAKER #1
(welcoming a COUPLE in line)
Good evening! Before you scan your tickets, remember you have to pick the winner of tonight’s Television Title Match. No selection, no entry!
The COUPLE exchanges a look of surprise and slight anxiety, quickly huddling together to discuss their choice. The TICKET TAKER waits patiently, the tablet screen showing vibrant graphics of the two contenders.
WOMAN
(to MAN)
We better choose right, or we’re not getting in!
MAN
I say we go with the champ. She’s been unstoppable.
The WOMAN nods, and they scan their tickets. The MAN tentatively taps the champ’s image on the screen.
TABLET SCREEN
Selection Recorded. EEEEE! Enjoy WrestleWars!
The TICKET TAKER smiles and gestures them forward.
TICKET TAKER #1
Enjoy the show! Keep your ticket handy for a chance at a prize later!
CUT TO: ANOTHER TICKET TAKER with a FAMILY of four
TICKET TAKER #2
Alright, folks! Who are we cheering for tonight?
The YOUNG BOY, about eight years old, looks up worriedly.
YOUNG BOY
What if we pick the wrong one?
MOTHER
(hugging him gently)
There’s no wrong choice, honey. It’s all part of the fun!
The boy picks the obvious choice, as does his sister.
The FAMILY quickly comes to a consensus and makes their selection. The TICKET TAKER #2 assures them with a big grin.
TICKET TAKER #2
Great pick! Go on in and have a fantastic time!
CUT TO: GROUP OF FRIENDS at the gate, lively debate in progress
FRIEND #1
(urgent)
Come on, guys, we need to decide or they won’t let us in!
FRIEND #2
Just vote for the underdog. It’s more fun if there’s a surprise!
They quickly make their selection, the urgency adding to their excitement. To their surprise, however, the underdog names weren't letting them click. There was only one name available that actually allowed you to click on it.
TICKET TAKER #3
Alright, you’re all set! Maybe you'll even win the prize for picking the winner!
OVERHEAD SHOT
The camera captures the ongoing flow of fans, each group stopping at the gates to engage in the mandatory selection process. The vibrant energy turns to a mix of tension and thrill as each fan makes a crucial choice to gain entry.
As we cut away from the outside, we now see another torn, destroyed battlefield before us. The camera moves through it, as we begin to hear the same voice from yesterday evening.
”A war is not lost on a single battle. Sometimes the tide can turn in the most unexpected of ways.”
Another explosion is heard nearby, as we begin to see flashes in the fog of war.
”Sometimes the battles may head off in a new direction, taking the fight to places no one saw coming…”
“And sometimes the battle is just to decide where the war will turn next…”
“Sometimes… it’s the final battle.”
“The last time they will ever face off…”
“The one that truly… decides the war.”
“Welcome to WrestleWars… Night Two…”
The fighting gears up again, as the battle is once again joined. We cut away to Dallas once again, as the place appears just as sold out as it was last night, with many of the same fans taking in both nights. They’re still ravenous, ready for the action to begin, as we join our announcers once more.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Welcome to WrestleWar, Night Two!! We’ve already had one incredible night of action, where two new champions were crowned!
CJJ: I’m still celebrating Rocco Mont and J-Mont BOTH becoming champs on the same night!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That one won’t last, CJJ, we’re going to get our Intercontinental Title back!
CJJ: Not if J-Mont stays a free agent and takes it with him! Hah hah hah!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Ignoring my colleague here, we’ve got an even more action-packed night in store. Four championships will be on the line, including both the World Tag-Team Titles and the World Heavyweight Championship!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane has proven himself the superior champion in every way, and tonight, he puts a final nail in the coffin of the career of Cholo!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I would definitely not rule Cholo out! This is the man who won the Cannabis Cup! He’s the former champ, and tonight, he finally gets back what’s his!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Every match tonight is going to be a thrilling one, but right now, it’s time to find out who becomes the new X-Division Champion, which has laid vacant since the departure of one Clyde Newton! Who will hold the gold?
MEMPHIS BELLE Our first contest of the evening is scheduled for one fall, and will be for the vacated Smash X-Division Championship!!
The crowd gives a hearty cheer, knowing that they’re guaranteed to see a new champion in this one. The X-Division Title can be seen, hanging high above the ring.
MEMPHIS BELLE Introducing first…
“Break It Down” by Lil Debbie plays the venue’s interior surround systems. The audience immediately boos the young athlete coming out from the backstage area smiling at the hatred she receives. Amber stands center stage with her hands on her hips, staring out to the audience before doing a slow twirl where a spotlight shines only on her, creating the illusion of a silhouette. Once she faces the audience again, she snaps her fingers, and the lights return to normal before strutting down to the ring like on a model’s runway.
MEMPHIS BELLE Hailing from Boca Raton, Florida! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 143 pounds! She is “THE INFLUENCE” AMBER MANSLEY!
Amber stops before the apron facing the ring, then looks both ways at the fans at ringside booing her. She gently leans over the apron, shrugs her shoulders, and then kisses the camera. Amber holds onto the bottom rope with both hands before spinning herself into the ring, lying on the canvas in the center. The camera transitions to a sky-view with a single spotlight on her in the arena, and from the camera’s point of view, it looks like an artwork of Amber in a silhouette fashion. She gets back on her feet, snaps her finger to alert production to brighten the lights, and silences her music as she takes refuge in a corner, kicking her body up on the top rope to relax.
MEMPHIS BELLE And her opponent…
Before the Tron plays the Lights in the arena goes pitch black, The Tron play showing 3 little girls playing and looks at the camera and say, "They’re Here" and then slowly fades to black. A man's voice say" Run".
”Invade Destroy Repeat” by Powerman 5000 hits the PA system. The lights in the arena flicker in rhythm to the beats. As the theme builds more, Damage steps out of the back, followed by Corey Bull. The two men stand side-by-side on the stage, as the crowd goes crazy. Damage flips away his sunglasses, tossing them aside, before exchanging a fist bump with Bull and heading to the ring. Bull tells him to kick some ass before turning back.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’10” and weighing 328 lbs, from Detroit, Michigan, representing D.E.A.T.H., here is “THE UNTAMED DEMON” DAMAGE!!
With a smirk on his face, Damage starts walking down the ramp looking focused on the ring as he neglects the fans who were stretching their hand in hopes to touch his body. He reaches the end of the ramp and walks towards the ring apron. Damage pulls the top rope and climbs on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope with one leg and gets inside the ring. Damage walks to the center of the ring and looks at the fans of WGWF who were on their feet on seeing the untamed demon before as he raises his right hand in the air as the pyros goes on from all the corners of ring posts like a fountain. The crowd lets a huge pop in the arena. Damage removes his coolers and the Vest to handover them to stage hand as his music slowly dies. He paces to show that he is ready to dominate the match with the same smirk on his face.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage was expected to come into this one facing off against Clyde Newton. Instead, he’s fighting another member of The Fortunate Ones, with the vacated belt on the line!
CJJ: It’s one of those “Out of the frying pan, into the microwave” kind of things.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Into the microwave?
CJJ: You’ve got to modernize the sayings, Patrick. There aren’t fires under the frying pans anymore.
PATRICK MATHEWS: … So why not onto the heating coils?
CJJ: That’s just stupid. Microwave is much better.
As Mathews sputters, unsure how to answer that one, the bell rings. Both wrestlers walk forward, looking upwards at the championship hanging above them. Mansley, still showing some battle wounds from being in the Blood Bath match the night before, still looks extremely confident as she points upwards, claiming that championship as her own. Damage doesn’t take the bait, keeping his eyes locked on Mansley as he just shakes his head. Mansley glares at him, as he starts talking, telling her how he’s fine with her as a ‘substitute’ for the ass kicking he’s got planned. Mansley answer with a sharp strike across his face, with Damage taking it and quickly shaking it off, smirking. He swings himself, knocking Mansley against the ropes… but Mansley comes right back, slamming a knee upwards into Damage’s lower region, doubling him over!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oooooo, what a shot!
CJJ: Damage shouldn’t be underestimating Mansley. Didn’t he see her taking down Corey Bull, or how she did in the Blood Bath last night? Never doubt Amber again!
Mansley takes advantage of Damage being bent over, as she jumps up on the turnbuckle to the second rope, then jumps off, taking Damage down with the Verified diving tornado DDT into a guillotine choke!! She works to keep Damage on the mat, wanting to choke him out so that she can easily make her way up to the championship in peace. Damage is struggling against the hold, though, already beginning to fight his way out of it. He manages to shove Mansley off, breaking the hold, with Mansley looking surprised. She backs off, waiting, as Damage starts to get up. She then comes in for a spinning back kick, but Damage catches her leg, blocking it! He then steps forward, still holding her leg, and grabs her by the throat, slamming her down onto her back with a vicious sweep!! Mansley rolls away, hurting, as Damage takes a few seconds to recover, rubbing his throat.
With Mansley rolling out of the ring, Damage follows, stepping over the ropes and waiting on the apron for her to turn around. He then leaps, going for a double axehandle, but Mansley is able to roll aside, avoiding it. Damage doesn’t crash too hard, though, catching himself. He turns, as Mansley comes in with a bionic elbow, knocking him backwards towards one of the ladders set around the ring. Damage recovers, even as Mansley reaches under the ring, quickly pulling out a steel chair! She smacks it on the ground for emphasis, before turning and coming at Damage… who turns and boots the chair right back into her face!! Mansley’s down, rolling in pain, as Damage glares down at her.
CJJ: What a dirty move!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Seriously?
CJJ: It just shows how much of a coward Damage really is, using weapons against a lady nearly half his size. I have zero respect for him.
PATRICK MATHEWS: … Amber was still HOLDING the weapon!!
CJJ: And Damage could have just dodged!
Damage has now picked up the steel chair, staring at it, as the crowd cheers him on. They love seeing any member of The Fortunate Ones take a beating. But Damage just tosses the steel chair away, throwing it out of range, before he pulls Mansley back up. She tries to land a shot or two on him, but Damage blocks them with his arm, then kicks Mansley in the stomach. He then locks onto her, lifting Mansley up and tossing her with a release gutwrench suplex!! Mansley crashes hard, ending up against the guardrail, leaning there as she tries to focus after that horrendous landing. Damage, meanwhile, turns his attention away from her, instead walking over and grabbing the nearest ladder!!
The crowd cheers as Damage slides the ladder under the ropes, then climbs his way back in. He looks up at the championship, making sure he knows where it’s placed, before picking up the folded ladder and stepping over that direction. He lifts the ladder up into place, opening it, before planting it right underneath… and the ladder suddenly comes apart, breaking into two pieces!!! Damage, in disbelief, holds onto one part, which is more of a leaning ladder style now, as the other half has fallen backwards to the mat!! Damage angrily tosses it away, throwing it to the side, where some alert staff quickly remove the pieces from the field of play.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What on Earth happened there?!?!
CJJ: Wow, they just don’t make ladders like they used to, do they?
PATRICK MATHEWS: That ladder was sabotaged! It fell apart WAY too easily!
CJJ: C’mon, Patrick, do we need to start up conspiracy theories already tonight? We just started!
Looking a bit frustrated, Damage steps back out of the ring, towards where another ladder is waiting. He goes to grab it… and Mansley appears out of nowhere, smashing a kendo stick across his back!! Damage drops to his knees, stung, as Mansley swings again and again, splintering the kendo stick as she breaks it across Damage’s back with every shot! She throws away the remains of the stick, then jumps upwards onto the lowered Damage’s neck, smashing him down with Ate & Left No Crumbs (Curbstomp)!!!! Damage is down, not moving, as Mansley laughs victoriously over him. She then looks at the ladder, considering it, before grabbing hold of Damage instead and dragging him hard off to the side, near the ropes. She then reaches into a back pocket… pulling out a pair of handcuffs!!
The crowd boos, remembering these being used in the Xtreme Cage match at Last Dance. Mansley pays them no mind, pulling Damage’s arm up and working to get it close enough to the ropes so she can handcuff him, taking him out of the match! But Damage fights it, pulling his arm away, and as Mansley tries to bring him in closer, he wraps her up, surprising Mansley by tossing her over him… straight onto the steel steps!! Mansley rolls down them, ending up on the ground, in agony, as Damage holds his head and pulls himself up. He’s bleeding from the curbstomp, but ignores it, as he picks up the handcuffs and launches them away, sending them deep into the crowd!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Yes! No handcuffs used today!
CJJ: Hey, c’mon, fans, those are someone else’s property. You’ll return them, right? … Please?
With Mansley in a lot of pain, Damage stumbles over to her, grabbing hold. He quickly takes her down with The Demon’s Wrath (Scorpion death drop), taking her to the outside mat!! Mansley’s down and not moving, as Damage pulls himself up again, wiping some blood from his lip. He staggers over to the next ladder, giving it a quick shake to make sure it’s holding together. It seems to be doing okay, so Damage turns and puts it inside the ring. He rolls in, getting up and grabbing the ladder, lifting it into position underneath the championship. He looks out at Mansley, who has sat up, but doesn’t appear to be in a hurry to get in. Nodding to himself, Damage starts up, mindful of any Fortunate Ones appearing. But as Damage reaches the third rung, it gives way, causing Damage to crash back down to the second one, which also breaks! Damage, furious, kicks at the last rung, which comes loose as well!! He angrily throws the ladder aside, knowing that it’s useless to him!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is starting to look impossible! Someone has tampered with all of the ladders at ringside!!
CJJ: I think Chris Page just bought all of these at a discount and never checked on them. Sometimes a sale isn’t what you think it is, boss!
Damage steps out of the ring, dropping to the floor, where he corners a helpless attendant, grabbing him by the shirt. He yells at the man to go get him a proper ladder from the back, but the attendant is too terrified to respond, so Damage just shoves him away. He angrily begins looking under the ring, searching for a ladder there. He checks one side, but there’s nothing. A second side, still nothing. He comes around to check the third… and Mansley comes leaping at him, smashing Damage in the head with the ring bell!!! Damage goes down hard, as Mansley stands over him. She tosses the bell aside, posing for a second as she looks at the man she’s knocked down. This isn’t enough for her, though, as Mansley moves backwards, lining up her shot. As Damage struggles to get up, bleeding now from the side of his head, Mansley flies in, nailing him with the Slay Boo (Running Bicycle Kick)!!!!
Damage lays on the mat, barely moving, as Mansley stands over him. She then looks to the apron, making her way over to it and climbing up. She stands there, but shakes her head, thinking that it’s still not enough. She then turns and pulls herself up onto the turnbuckle, climbing to the top. The fans, in spite of themselves, start to cheer, knowing something wild is going to happen here. Mansley raises both arms, energized, before leaping off all the way to the outside, going Viral by crashing down onto Damage with a diving shooting star splash!!! The place goes wild, even as Mansley writhes in pain from the impact she just caused. She’s still in much better shape, though, than Damage, who hasn’t moved an inch.
CJJ: What a move!! You HAVE to give it to her on that one, Patrick!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That was definitely an incredible maneuver that Amber Mansley just pulled off. There’s only one problem that I see…
CJJ: What’s that?
PATRICK MATHEWS: If Damage can’t find a usable ladder, the same thing applies to Amber!
Slowly, Mansley pulls herself up, holding her midsection. She looks down at Damage, finally nodding her head, before staggering past him. She heads to the other side of the ring, near the entranceway, where she waves at some fans to get up. They don’t seem too inclined to help her at first, but they eventually both slide to the sides, even as Mansley reaches underneath their row of seats… and slides out a hidden ladder!! The crowd is booing now, even as Mansley gets the ladder over the barricade and brings it to the ring. She slides it into the ring, smiling victoriously, as she climbs in after it. With Damage still nowhere to be seen, Mansley confidently lifts the ladder up, setting it into place. She shakes it, as if testing it, but she then laughs, before starting on her way up!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I knew it!! Mansley set this whole thing up! It’s a Fortunate Ones trick!
CJJ: Oh, c’mon, Patrick, always assuming the worst. Maybe Amber is just a big believer in being prepared?
PATRICK MATHEWS: You’re going to pretend that this whole thing WASN’T set up for Mansley to win??
CJJ: No, it was set up for Mansley to win… as soon as she signed the contract for this match. Go, Amber, go!
With the ladder staying absolutely stable, Mansley makes her way to the top one rung at a time. She’s still smiling as she reaches out with her hand, touching the X-Division Title… as a hand grabs her from behind, hanging onto her! Mansley, shocked, turns and looks back into the bloodshot eyes of Damage, who glares furiously at her! She tries to pull free, reaching out towards the gold, but Damage doesn’t release his hold. He yanks her backwards, catching her in a crucifix position, with Mansley desperately shaking her head. But Damage has no mercy, taking her down with the Demon’s Curse (Crucifix Powerbomb)!!! Mansley’s down, as the crowd cheers wildly for the bloody Damage as he stays on his hands and knees for a few moments before slowly looking upwards at the ladder set up before him, and the championship hanging above that.
PATRICK MATHEWS: It’s all even now!!
CJJ: Hey, no, Damage can’t use that ladder!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Why on Earth not??
CJJ: Because, uh, it’s Amber’s! She found it, so, umm, finders keepers!
Damage starts on his way up the ladder, loving the sight of the prize up above him. He walks up the stable ladder, getting higher, and reaching out his arm… until two arms grab him from behind, yanking him back down! He drops to his feet, turning, to see Rocco Mont there, grinning at him! Damage angrily swings, but Rocco blocks it, then starts landing haymakers, keeping Damage off-balance. He sends Damage reeling back into the corner, then grabs hold of Mansley, helping her up. He points to Damage, and she nods, stepping forward with him… only for Damage to come out of the corner, grabbing both of them by the throat!! The fans cheer, wanting to see a double chokeslam, but both Mansley and Rocco kick forward at the same time, nailing Damage with a double low blow!!! Damage drops to his knees, as the two wrestlers now put the boots to him, looking to wear out the challenger.
PATRICK MATHEWS: C’mon, get him out of there!! Rocco has no place in this one!!
CJJ: Apparently he disagrees with you, Patrick. Rocco got helped by Amber, winning the Blood Bath Title, and now he’s returning the favor! What’s wrong with that?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Two can play at that game!
CJJ: Huh?
The cameras catch a blur running by them in the aisleway, as Corey Bull charges to the ring! He slides under the ropes and pops up, with Rocco turning his way, only for Bull to nail him with the Boot Check, knocking Rocco straight out over the ropes and to the floor!! Mansley, surprised, spins and launches herself at Bull, but he’s ready, catching Mansley by the throat, then delivering a chokeslam, followed by two more! It’s the Kingsbury Run!! Mansley is out on the mat, as Bull tells Damage to take care of business, and then jumps out of the ring, going after Rocco, who meets him with a shot of his own. The two men are brawling now, with Bull’s fury allowing him to stay in control, as Damage painfully pulls himself up, looking down at Mansley. He grins, stepping forward and grabbing hold of Mansley. He pulls her up, glaring at her, telling her that she’s not getting away this time.
CJJ: This is completely unfair to Amber!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh, please…
CJJ: Corey Bull should be suspended!!
With Mansley struggling, trying to pull free, Damage signals for the end. He locks Mansley up, lifting her into the air for the Rust In Pieces (Tombstone Piledriver)!! He puts both arms out, then locks them around Mansley… as another figure runs in from behind, nailing Damage in the back with a steel chair!!! Damage winces, dropping Mansley forward to the mat. He turns around, as the chair is thrown at his feet,,, so that Joe Montuori can drop Damage onto the chair with the JKO!!!! Damage is out, as the crowd is booing furiously now. JMont just shrugs his shoulders, smirking, before grabbing Mansley and hauling her up towards the still-standing ladder.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not like this!! NOT AGAIN!!!
CJJ: Yes! YES! YEEEESSS!!!
Damage’s feet are moving, as he struggles to try and get up, even after such a hellacious move. But there’s nothing he can do, as JMont quickly boosts Mansley up the ladder, and she reaches out her arms, grabbing hold of the X-Division Championship… pulling it down into her arms!! The bell rings, much to the dismay of the audience here in Dallas.
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WINNER VIA LADDER CLIMB: AMBER MANSLEY
Match Time: 17:58
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage was robbed! Again!! Damn The Fortunate Ones!!
CJJ: I tell you, no matter what adversity hits them, they just keep rolling on all cylinders!! Three championships, Patrick! THREE!!
Amber Mansley painfully raises the championship in one arm, as JMont supports her. But he’s quickly sending her out of the ring, as a bloody, furious Damage is slowly getting back to his feet. He turns, grabbing the ladder and folding it up, before launching it over the top rope towards Mansley & JMont! They manage to run out of range in time, with JMont quickly heading for the exit, already summoning their limo as it’s time to get out of there. Damage lets out a roar of frustration as we cut away.
We see Pogo and Stitches in their locker room, juggling with balls in preparation for their tag team title defence against the Cassette Collective.
Pogo: Hey Stitches, what is the chance that a cassette can beat a clown??
Stitches stops his juggling and starts to think about the question from his tiny friend.
Stitches Good question Pogo, to be honest I see two chances. Slim and none….
Pogo throws a few balls high up in the air before looking at Stitches with a huge smile on his face.
Pogo: Let me guess, slim just left town??
The two clowns laugh until the two balls fall on top of Pogo’s head, causing him to scream in agony as Stitches put his hand in front of his mouth not wanting to show his friend that he thought it was very funny.
Stitches You are absolutely right Pogo, None is the best opportunity that these two will ever have against us.
The two give each other a high five as the shot fades.
MEMPHIS BELLE: The next match is a Bullrope Match scheduled for one fall.
”Invade Destroy Repeat” by Powerman 5000 hits the PA system. The crowd, having just heard this tune for the opener, turn to see what comes out of the back… and surprisingly, Rocco Mont comes flying through the curtains, crashing hard on the stage!! He rolls forward, down the ramp, as both Corey Bull and a blood-covered Damage step through after him!!! They storm down the ramp, as Rocco tries to ask for more time, struggling to get up, only for the two men to both attack him together, beating him down hard!
CJJ: Hey! Stop it!! The match hasn’t even started yet!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’re seeing Corey Bull & Damage getting some revenge from what happened earlier. Rocco cost Damage the X-Division Title along with Joe, and since Joe & Amber escaped, it looks like Rocco is taking the brunt of the assault!
CJJ: This is totally unfair! Barrows needs to do something!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’m sure he’ll write a strongly-worded memo or something on the matter…
CJJ: Damn it!!
Memphis Belle, normally one to finish her introductions, makes the correct choice and gets out of the ring as the two teammates toss Rocco through the ropes. He tries to get up, holding his side, but Bull is already in there, picking Rocco up and landing an atomic drop!! As Rocco staggers forward, Bull then lands a lariat, knocking Rocco forward onto his face! Bull reaches down, grabbing at the Blood Bath Championship, and basically ripping it off of Rocco, tossing it aside. Bull looks back, as Damage has yanked the bullrope from the terrified referee. He throws it into the ring, with Bull quickly tying one end onto his wrist, and then getting the other onto Rocco. Damage then grabs the referee and tells him to start this one. The referee, not wanting to take a trip to the hospital, immediately signals for the bell, and this one is on!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And we’ve got ourselves a bull rope match!!
CJJ: No! This should have never been started!! ROCCO ISN’T READY!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That’s just too damn bad…
As Damage pushes away a medic who wants to check on his bloody forehead, Bull yanks Rocco off the mat with the bull rope. He turns Rocco around, twisting the rope around Rocco’s throat!! Rocco’s eyes go wide as he’s deprived of oxygen, desperately trying to free himself from the choke hold. Bull, furious, doesn’t let go, knowing that it’s completely legal in a bull rope match to choke him into unconsciousness. Rocco is still struggling, grabbing at the ropes, but the referee just shakes his head, as this won’t break the choke. Bull, grinning, tightens the rope even more, with Rocco’s eyes rolling back in his head. But Rocco manages to climb the ropes, pushing himself backwards, and landing on top of Bull in a pinning combination!! The ref, shocked, dives down to make the count…
1…
2…
THR-and Bull releases the rope and gets his shoulder up, avoiding the loss!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Wow!! Rocco nearly shocked the world right there!
CJJ: It’s all in his bloodline, Patrick! C’mon, Rocco! Win in spite of these two traitorous thugs!
PATRICK MATHEWS: You are truly blind, you know that, CJJ?
CJJ: Please, I see better than most…
Both wrestlers get up, with Bull taking control again by whipping Rocco hard into the corner, using the rope. He then grabs Rocco and picks him up as he comes out, delivering a pendulum backbreaker!! Rocco’s down, groaning, as Bull steps over him, leaning down. He places a large foot just behind Rocco’s knee, stomping away at it, as if trying to break it off from the rest of Rocco’s body! Rocco is in a lot of pain, trying to get away, as Bull continues the assault. He locks onto Rocco’s leg, pulling him up in the air, before pulling off a leg DDT to add to the destruction!! Rocco rolls in agony, even as Damage looks on from outside, cheering on his partner to destroy the man.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Rocco may be our Blood Bath champion, but he’s taken a lot of abuse over the last two days. This is going to be hard to come back from at this point.
CJJ: Has anyone called J-Mont and told him what’s going on? I’m sure he’d have them turn that limo right away and get back here for his cousin!
Rocco is rolling away now, trying to look for any eye of the storm he’s currently in. He grabs at the ropes, trying to get up, as Bull is right there, reaching for him. But Rocco has rigged the bull rope to lay at just the right spot, yanking it upwards to send it careening into Bull for a low blow!! Bull staggers in pain, grabbing to pull the rope away and get clear of it. Rocco takes full advantage, diving into Bull with a running uppercut, knocking him back. Rocco gets up, giving a quick flex of his arm, before he runs forward again with a second uppercut, knocking Bull back to the ropes. Rocco’s feeling it now, slapping at his arm as if to say it’s unstoppable. He runs forward a third time… and gets devastated by a Bull lariat, knocking him onto his back as Bull straightens himself back up.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Rocco was rallying there, but the rally came up short!
CJJ: Bull shouldn’t have moved, he should have taken that shot to prove once and for all that a Montuori is unstoppable!!
Bull looks out at Damage, who is still refusing any medical treatment. He points to his teammate, then steps forward, putting both feet onto Rocco’s back, crushing him into the mat!! The crowd is loving it, but Rocco is yelling out, as Bull finally steps off. He twirls the bull rope around his hand, getting ready for another lethal strike, as he drags Rocco back up… and Rocco lashes out with the cow bell on the end of the rope, cracking it against Bull’s forehead!!!! Bull stumbles back, stunned, as Rocco desperately fires again and again, smashing Bull repeatedly with the bell!!! Bull drops to his knees, holding an arm up for protection, as Rocco lets out a final yell and jumps in the air, bringing the bell crashing down onto Bull and knocking him to the mat!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh my god!
CJJ: Yes!! Fight back, Rocco!! You can do it, Champ!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’ll give Rocco this, how he found the intestinal fortitude to get back in this is beyond me!
CJJ: It’s easy: he’s a Montuori!!
With Bull now staggered, Damage starts to get up on the apron, wanting his own piece of Rocco. But the Montuori cousin turns and swings the cowbell at him as well, knocking Damage back down! Rocco then turns, getting a running start and bashing Bull once more, causing Bull to fall forward to the mat! With Bull down, Rocco slides in for the cover, trying to keep the monster down…
1…
2…
TH-NO!! Bull kicks out!! Rocco can’t believe it, as he looks at the state of the cowbell after those strikes. He looks back out of the ring, where Damage is once again looking to climb in. Rocco charges him, swinging again, but this time Damage drops back down in time to avoid the strike, pointing a large hand at Rocco and cursing him out!!
CJJ: This isn’t a handicap match!! Security, get him out of there!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not going to happen, CJJ. Anything goes in a Bullrope match!
Rocco raises up the battered cowbell in one hand, yelling out. He points outside the ring to where Damage is glaring at him, telling him that he’s next, taunting the big man. The crowd begins to cheer, as Rocco goads them on, wanting them to yell out his name. But he soon realizes that they’re not cheering for him. He slowly turns… to see Corey Bull back on his feet, steaming mad!! Rocco tries to swing the cowbell again, but Bull catches his arm, blocking it. He jumps up, landing a big kick that sends Rocco reeling away, towards the ropes. Rocco moves as if to jump through them, but Bull just yanks back hard, bringing the wounded wrestler back towards him… and lands the Downward Spiral!!! Damage cheers as Bull stays on top, hanging on, even as the referee makes the count…
1…
2…
THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: COREY BULL
Match Time: 8:41
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PATRICK MATHEWS: And Corey Bull gets the victory!!!
CJJ: DAMN!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: D.E.A.T.H. gets some revenge from what The Fortunate Ones did earlier tonight!
CJJ: It’s not fair! They both attacked Rocco before the match even began! And then Damage distracted Rocco at the end there! What cheaters!! What a tainted win!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What’s good for the goose is good for the gander!
CJJ: What the hell does that even mean??
PATRICK MATHEWS: It means that if The Fortunate Ones can do it, so can D.E.A.T.H.!
CJJ: Son of a…
Damage comes into the ring, celebrating with his partner, Bull. He turns, seeing something on the ground, and reaches down to pick it up. It’s the Blood Bath Championship. Damage hands it over to Bull, who proudly raises it into the air, showing it off to the cheering crowd.
CJJ: Hey! HEY!! PUT THAT DOWN!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Corey Bull DID win the match…
CJJ: The championship was NEVER on the line!! He can’t take that belt!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well, apparently he is. Do you want to stop him?
CJJ: ….
Bull and Damage step through the ropes and head towards the back, with Bull placing the Blood Bath Championship on his shoulder. Rocco, meanwhile, is putting himself up, showing remarkable resilience despite everything he’s been through lately. He hangs onto the ropes, looking off, finally realizing that they have his championship. He lets out a yell, demanding that they bring back his gold, but neither Bull nor Damage stop as they head out the back. Furious, Rocco yells at the referee, telling him that they can’t do that. When the referee just raises his hands, Rocco grabs him, delivering Rock Solid (Diamond Cutter)!!! The ref is out, as Rocco rolls himself out of the ring and stumbles down the way, wanting to get his championship back. We cut away.
The lights in the arena fade to an eerie blue glow as opening heavy notes of "Down" by Stone Temple Pilots begins to play which somehow sucks the color from the broadcast rendering the image on the screen black and white. The song hauntingly continues as the man known as the KRAKEN Kazmerick stands in the center of the entrance with both hands over his face, as the song continues to play he slowly pulls his hands down revealing his signature sinister smile across his face and flashes the silver metal staple gun. He begins to head towards the ring with a slow pace, yet his body is a constant variation of tremors and tics that seems unnatural in its being.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Here is the first entry of this triple threat!!
CJJ: Look at the intencity, he knows what is at stake.
Black Tide’s “Warriors of Time” hits the sound system with the beginning “woooo-ooooo-ooooh” being sung by the crowd as the screens at the top of the ramp light up with scenes of anime that slowly transition to footage of our man in action in the ring and back again. Reginald Blake steps out from the backstage area, smiles and gestures behind him as “The Cold-Hearted Angel” Kenji Miyamoto steps out from behind the curtain dressed in a pair of jeans, t-shirt and a pair of sneakers, giving a small head nod bow to the left side of the arena, then the right.
CJJ: The people sure love Kenji!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And what is not to love about this guy?? He is amazing
Danza Kuduro hits and Hanari spins and dances his way out to the ramp in traditional latin Bachata style. He is carrying the flag of the Dominican Republic on a flag pole over his shoulder. He swings his hips and points at the ladies in the front row, winking and making the gun symbol with his thumb and index finger of his free hand. He spins again and walks his way down to the ring with a cocky head swing and a million dollar smile. Climbing the ring steps he gets into the ring, getting on the top rope and waving the flag a few times before jumping down and preparing for the match.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I can’t pick a winner in this one
CJJ: It’s one of the three Pat!!!
All the three Superstars circle locking eyes with each other as the bell rang, and the match erupted into action. Hanari immediately targeted Kenji, aiming to ground the agile wrestler with his technical prowess. Kenji countered with lightning-fast strikes, forcing Hanari to rethink his strategy. Meanwhile, Kraken waited in the wings, biding his time, observing his opponents' every move and smiling at both the wrestlers he runs towards both the wrestlers and successfully delivers a powerful double clothesline as the both Kenji and Carnes gets slammed to the apron with heavy “THUD” that shook the ring. Now with only Kraken standing he picks up Kenji and delivers a huge headbut followed by Suplex again shaking the ring. As Kenji writhed in pain due to the impact, Kraken wasting no time, goes for the cover by hooking the leg of Kenji.
1!!!
2!!!
Hanari breaks the pin by pulling the leg of Kraken followed by elbow drop on Kraken. Hanari soon gets to his feet and seized an opportunity and locked Kraken in a tight armbar from behind, wrenching his joints with precision. Kraken writhed in pain but refused to submit, summoning his resilience to escape the hold. As Hanari attempted to transition into a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker, Kenji intervened, driving both competitors into the mat with a thunderous double suplex.
With Hanari and Kraken momentarily incapacitated, Kenji seized control of the match. He unleashed a barrage of ruthless strikes and High flying moves. Kenji climbs the corner turnbuckle to deliver Top Rope Moonsault.
Kenji's onslaught culminated in a breathtaking Top Rope Moonsault, crashing down onto Kraken with incredible force. The impact sent shockwaves through the ring, leaving Kraken stunned on the canvas. Sensing an opportunity, Hanari swiftly capitalized, locking Kraken in his signature submission hold, the Jumping Armbreaker.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Great opener so far!!!
Kraken roared in agony as Hanari torqued his arm with merciless precision. But before Kraken could tap out, Kenji intervened, breaking up the submission with a devastating Palm Strike to Hanari's jaw. The momentum shifted once again as Kenji ascended the ropes, aiming for a high-risk maneuver.
As Kenji leaped from the top rope, Kraken intercepted him mid-air with a bone-crushing knee strike, sending Kenji crashing to the mat. With both his opponents down, Kraken seized the opportunity to go for the pin.The referee counted,
1!!!
2!!!
but Kenji kicked out just in the nick of time, keeping the match alive.
CJJ: That was a close one
With the tension mounting, each competitor dug deep, unleashing their most punishing moves in a bid for victory. Hanari executed a picture-perfect Avalanche Double Knee Arm Breaker on Kraken, leaving Kraken reeling. Kenji countered with a lightning-fast Poisonrana, nearly securing the pinfall on Hanari.
1!!!
2!!!
Hanari kicks out
PATRICK MATHEWS: Great kick out!!!
Kraken attempted to cheat his way to victory with a handful of tights during a pin attempt on Hanari, but the crafty technician managed to kick out just in time. Kenji soared through the air with a breathtaking Top Rope Vertical Splash, but Kraken narrowly avoided defeat by rolling out of harm's way.
As the match reached its climax, Hanari seized control once more, trapping Kraken in a devastating Fireman's Carry Gutbuster. With Kraken incapacitated, Hanari capitalized on the opportunity, hooking his opponent's leg for the pinfall.
1!!!
2!!!
But before the referee's hand could strike the canvas for the third time, Kenji intervened, breaking up the pin with a well-timed Missile Dropkick to Hanari's back. The match raged on, each competitor refusing to back down, determined to emerge victorious.
CJJ: That was close!!!!
Kenji executes a Standing Moonsault on top of Hanari before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Kraken pulls Kenji off of Hanari, pulling him over on his back before setting him up for a submission hold. But Kenji uses his leg strength to push Kraken off of him, sending him into the ropes as the impact sends him to the outside. Hanari has gotten to his feet at the same time as Kenji, going for a clothesline on Kenji who ducks and then jumps the ropes for a Springboard back elbow that connects to the jaw of Hanari. Kenji immediately turns his attention towards Hamari as he sets him up for his finishing move.
CJJ: Angel Wings!!!!
Kenji lifts Hanari up in the air before dropping him hard on the canvas as he goes for the cover hooking both legs.
1!!!
2!!!
THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: KENJI MIYAMOTO
Match Time: 14:42
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell has rang as the official grabs the left hand of Kenji and raises it in the air in victory, making him the number one contender for the Xtreme Championshiop belt.
PATRICK MATHEWS: KENJI DID IT!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This one is going to be interesting, for sure.
CJJ: Gideon may be in for more than he can handle here.
As "There's Only One King" blares through the arena speakers, the atmosphere crackles with anticipation. The lights dim, save for a single spotlight illuminating the entrance ramp. Out steps Gideon King, draped in a regal robe that billows behind him with each step. He strides forward with purpose, the fabric of his robe gleaming under the arena lights.
MEMPHIS BELLE: This match is set for one fall. Introducing first, standing six feet five inches tall and weighing in at 240 pounds, from Jacksonville, Florida........GIDEON KING!
With a swift flourish, Gideon casts off his robe, revealing the chiseled physique beneath. His muscles ripple as he flexes, a testament to his strength and determination. The crowd erupts into cheers as he makes his way down the ramp, his presence commanding attention.
Gideon reaches out to the fans lining the barricades, exchanging high-fives and fist bumps with those eager to touch greatness. He exudes confidence and charisma, his gaze fixed firmly on the ring ahead.
Ascending the steel steps, Gideon enters the ring with a fluid grace, his every movement radiating power and poise. He ascends upwards. In this moment, Gideon King stands as the undisputed monarch of the squared circle, ready to conquer all challengers and cement his legacy as the one true king of the ring.
The lights cut. Smoke envelops the ramp way.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Here we go.
"You're the sin that I've been waitin' for
The hands around my throat
It's all I can think about and blood"
MEMPHIS BELLE: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM ANCHORAGE, ALASKA. THE DEMON QUEEN OF EXTREMMMMEE ............SYNNNNNNNNNNNN
SYNN walks out onto the ramp, a deadpan expression as she stares at the ring, tilting her head side to side.
CJJ Something about this chick.......gives me chills.
PATRICK MATHEWS: She told Johnny Stylez and Ms Behave she wanted to do this alone. She didn't want interference from them. She has a point to prove out here tonight.
She slowly walks to the ring like impending death, before sliding into the ring under the ropes and slithering to the middle.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Those eyes are locked onto Gideon King
CJJ: I am sweating for him right now.
As the referee signaled for the match to begin, the crowd erupted into cheers and chants, filling the arena with an electric atmosphere. Synn and Gideon locked eyes, their determination evident as they circled each other in the center of the ring. With a sudden burst of energy, they lunged forward, ready to unleash their fury upon one another.
Gideon was the first to strike, launching himself at Synn with a series of quick jabs and kicks. But Synn was unfazed, effortlessly dodging his attacks with a grace that belied her immense strength. With a swift counter, she caught Gideon off guard, delivering a powerful clothesline that sent him crashing to the mat.
But Gideon was not one to stay down for long. With a determined glare, he rose to his feet, shaking off the impact of Synn's blow. Channeling his inner strength, he launched himself at Synn once more, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks in a relentless assault.
Synn, however, was prepared for his onslaught. With lightning-fast reflexes, she deftly blocked each of Gideon's strikes, sweeping his legs out with a leg sweep. He gets up again, and Synn snarls, turning her head side to side.
Patrick Matthews: I am not sure Gideon fully knows how to approach this match, this opponent.
CJJ: Flamethrower? -
He charges again and this time the two of them tumble over the ropes onto the unforgiving floor outside the ring. They both landed on their feet, and continued their back and forth exchange of punches on the outside. Synn seemed unphased by even Gideon's hardest haymakers. When a few hard rights seemed to land better, Gideon saw an opportunity. With a quick burst of speed, he maneuvered behind Synn, seizing her by the waist before hurling her with all his might towards the steel steps at ringside. The impact was thunderous as Synn's back collided with the unforgiving metal, eliciting a gasp of pain from the crowd.
For a brief moment, Gideon had the upper hand. As Synn crumpled to the ground, stunned by the force of the blow, he took a precious moment to catch his breath, his chest heaving with exertion.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That took a lot out of Gideon.
CJJ: He's in phenomenal shape but when you're putting your everything into blows for no result it's exhausting. It's like hitting a heavy bag.
The ref was in the ring and began his count, but it didn't seem as if either cared.
The respite was short-lived, however, as Synn slowly began to rise, her eyes blazing with a fiery determination.
With a fierce growl, Synn charged at Gideon once more, her resolve unshaken by the pain coursing through her body. The two warriors clashed with renewed intensity, their bodies colliding in a brutal dance of strength and agility. Each blow resonated with the force of their determination, echoing through the arena as they fought tooth and nail for supremacy.
Synn, grabbing him by the head, sent him head first into the barricade. He stumbles back and, to the surprise of many, she grabs him head again and rolls him into the ring.
She's crazy but also calculated, she can't win the match on the outside.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think being calculated makes her even more intimidating.
Gideon climbs to his feet inside the ring, and Synn slides in after him. He stomps on her a few times before she gets to her feet. When she does, he whips her into the turnbuckle on the far side. He runs, connecting with a splash that stumbles her toward the middle of the ring and follows it up with a Tilt-a-Whirl backbreaker, spinning Synn around before driving her spine-first onto his knee with bone-jarring force. The impact reverberated through the arena, sending shockwaves of pain coursing through Synn's body.
For a moment, the arena fell silent as Synn lay sprawled on the ground, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to recover from the devastating blow. Gideon, his chest heaving with exertion, stood over her triumphantly. He doesn’t, however, go for the pinfall.
As Gideon gloated over his seemingly victorious maneuver, Synn, fueled by sheer determination, rose to her feet with a relentless resolve. With a steely gaze fixed on her opponent, she bided her time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
As Gideon turned around, a smug grin etched across his face, he was caught completely off guard by Synn's sudden burst of speed. With a primal roar, she launched herself forward, her body hurtling through the air like a speeding locomotive.
The crowd erupted into a frenzy as Synn connected with a thunderous spear, driving her shoulder with bone-crushing force into Gideon's midsection. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the arena as Gideon crumpled to the mat, the wind knocked clean out of his lungs.
With a fierce determination burning in her eyes, Synn wasted no time in capitalizing on her advantage. As Gideon lay dazed and disoriented on the canvas, she quickly moved to cover him, her muscles tensed with anticipation as the referee slid into position to make the count.
1!!!...
2!!!"
But to the shock and disbelief of the crowd, Gideon summoned every ounce of his resilience and willpower, managing to kick out just before the referee's hand could come down for the three-count. The arena reverberated with the roar of the crowd as Gideon, his chest heaving with exertion, refused to concede defeat.
PATRICK MATHEWS: He almost got caught there.
CJJ: But look at SYNN’s face. Is that a smile? Is she HAPPY that he kicked out?
As Gideon's resilience shone through with his kick-out, Synn's demeanor shifted. A twisted grin spread across her face, her eyes alight with a strange mix of admiration and sadistic glee. It was as though she reveled in the challenge, finding joy in the sheer determination displayed by her opponent.
With a sinister chuckle, Synn wasted no time in seizing her advantage. As Gideon struggled to regain his bearings, she pounced with lightning speed, latching onto his arm and leg with a vicious intent. With expert precision, she twisted his limbs into a painful contortion, locking in her signature submission hold—the Lotus Lock.
The crowd gasped in horror as Gideon's face contorted in agony, his muscles straining against the relentless pressure of Synn's hold. The pain was excruciating, coursing through his body like a tidal wave of torment. Yet, despite the overwhelming agony, Gideon refused to submit, his willpower unbroken even in the face of such brutal punishment.
Synn, her grin widening with each passing moment, applied even more pressure, determined to break her opponent's spirit once and for all. With a sadistic delight, she reveled in the sight of Gideon's suffering, relishing every moment of his torment.
But Gideon, with a Herculean effort, refused to give in. Summoning every ounce of strength and resilience within him, he fought through the pain, his determination burning bright even in the darkest of moments. With a primal roar, he pushed himself to his limits, inch by agonizing inch, until finally, with a burst of sheer willpower, he managed to break free from Synn's clutches.
With a surge of adrenaline fueled by his defiance, Gideon summoned reserves of strength he didn't know he had. As Synn's grip loosened, he seized the opportunity, his movements swift and decisive. With a fluid motion, he twisted their positions, reversing the hold until it was he who had Synn trapped on the mat.
The crowd erupted into a cacophony of cheers and gasps as Gideon, his face contorted with determination, applied the Lotus Lock on Synn. The tables had turned, and now it was Synn who found herself in a world of agony, her muscles screaming in protest as Gideon exerted pressure on her limbs.
Synn, caught off guard by Gideon's sudden reversal, gritted her teeth against the pain, her expression a mixture of shock and frustration. But even in the throes of agony, she refused to submit, her indomitable willpower driving her to endure the torment.
The arena trembled with the intensity of their struggle as Gideon poured every ounce of his strength into maintaining the hold, his muscles straining with the effort. Synn, her breath coming in ragged gasps, fought tooth and nail to break free from his grasp, her mind ablaze with a fierce determination to overcome the odds once more!
PATRICK MATHEWS: He's reversed the hold on her! And he is going to work on that back! She tweaked it on the backbreaker, and now he's trying to wear her down!
CJJ: Probably the only chance he has here.
As Gideon tightened his grip on the Lotus Lock, a primal roar of agony escaped Synn's lips. The pain surged through her body like a wildfire, engulfing her senses in a haze of torment. Every fiber of her being screamed for release, but she refused to succumb to the agony, her willpower unyielding in the face of overwhelming pain.
With a fierce determination burning in her eyes, Synn gritted her teeth against the searing pain, her muscles trembling with exertion as she fought to endure Gideon's relentless assault. Despite the agony coursing through her veins, she refused to tap out, her pride and resilience driving her to endure the torment no matter the cost.
But Gideon, fueled by his own determination and the fervor of the crowd, showed no signs of relenting. With a relentless resolve, he poured every ounce of his strength into maintaining the hold, his muscles bulging with the effort as he sought to break his opponent's spirit once and for all.
The arena trembled with the intensity of their struggle as Synn and Gideon remained locked in a brutal battle of wills. The crowd watched on in awe as the two warriors pushed themselves to their limits, their bodies wracked with pain but their spirits unbroken.
For what felt like an eternity, they remained locked in a deadly embrace, neither willing to back down in the face of adversity.
As Gideon continued to wrench Synn's body into an agonizing backwards C shape, the intensity of her pain reached unimaginable levels. With each passing moment, it felt as though her very bones were being crushed beneath the relentless pressure of his hold. Her muscles screamed in protest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to endure the excruciating torment.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Holy hell, I’ve never seen a human body bend that way that far before!
CJJ: I am not even sure she is human, Pat.
Gideon, fueled by his own determination and the fervor of the crowd, remained resolute in his assault. He refused to relent, his grip unyielding as he sought to break his opponent's spirit once and for all.
The crowd watched in stunned silence as Synn's body was contorted to its limits, her back arched so far that the top of her head almost touched the ground. It was a sight both horrifying and mesmerizing, a testament to the sheer brutality of the battle unfolding before them.
But even as Synn's body screamed for release, her spirit remained unbroken. With every fiber of her being, she fought against the pain, her willpower unwavering in the face of adversity. Though her strength may have been waning, her determination burned bright as a beacon of defiance.
With a primal roar of determination, Synn summoned reserves of strength she didn't know she had, her muscles straining against the relentless pressure of Gideon's hold. With one final burst of energy, she pushed herself beyond her limits, her body trembling with exertion as she fought to break free from his grasp.
But in the end, it was Synn who emerged victorious. With a sudden burst of energy, she summoned reserves of strength she didn't know she had, her muscles bulging with effort as she powered out of Gideon's grasp. As Synn powered out of Gideon's hold, a surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins. With lightning-fast reflexes, he seized the opportunity, moving swiftly to capitalize on her momentary vulnerability. With expert precision, he locked in the Sharpshooter, his muscles bulging with the effort as he applied excruciating pressure to Synn's lower back.
CJJ: Gideon did his homework. He isn't usually a submission specialist but he is trying to wear the demon down, take her out of the game here.
The crowd erupted into cheers as Gideon, his face a mask of determination, arched Synn's body backwards once more, intensifying the agony coursing through her veins. Every muscle in her body screamed in protest as she found herself trapped in the unforgiving hold, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to endure the pain.
As Gideon applied the Sharpshooter with precision, Synn's body contorted in the agonizing hold, her muscles straining against the relentless pressure. Yet, amidst the searing pain, an unexpected sound echoed through the arena—a low, eerie laughter that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it.
The crowd fell silent as Synn's laughter grew louder, filling the air with a chilling intensity. It was a sound unlike anything they had ever heard before—a sick, maniacal laughter that seemed to reverberate with an otherworldly energy.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Is she.......laughing?
CJJ: Oh god, I think so.
Synn is cackling as Gideon looks around, taken aback.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Has she been toying with him this whole time?
CJJ: Her back was bent in an otherworldy alignment a moment ago, now is being contorted again......there is nothing funny about this.
Just then, the lights go out.
As the arena plunged into darkness, the atmosphere crackled with tension and anticipation. The crowd held its breath, unsure of what was happening as the spotlight focused on the ring, illuminating a hooded figure standing menacingly in the center.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What in the hell........
Strands of blonde hair peeked out from beneath the hood, adding to the mystique of the mysterious intruder. The figure exuded an aura of darkness and malevolence, sending a chill down the spines of those who watched on in awe and trepidation.
CJJ: Blonde hair...I see blonde hair.....but who the hell......
Suddenly, with a swift and deliberate motion, the hooded figure reached up, pulling back the fabric to reveal the face hidden within. Gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd as they beheld the familiar features of none other than Synn herself, her devilish smirk sending a shiver down their spines.
PATRICK MATHEWS: ITS.............SYNN?!
CJJ: Or someone wearing SYNN's face paint. A blonde woman wearing SYNN's face........
But before anyone could react, the hooded Synn unleashed a torrent of black mist from her mouth, aiming it directly at Gideon, who was still grappling with the effects of the laughing victim in Sharpshooter. The mist engulfed him in a veil of darkness, blinding him and causing him to release Synn from the hold.
With a triumphant cackle, Synn rose up behind Gideon, her eyes gleaming with malevolent glee.
Taking advantage of his disorientation, she seized him by the shoulders, spinning him around to face her with a sinister grin.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Uh oh.....
CJJ: Amen.
And as Gideon, blinded and disoriented, struggled to regain his bearings, Synn wasted no time in unleashing her full fury upon him. With a swift and merciless assault, she pummeled him with a barrage of strikes, each one delivered with the precision of a seasoned warrior.
He stumbled back, still holding his eyes. She lifted Gideon off his feet, hoisting him high above her head before slamming him down to the mat with a thunderous spinebuster. Dragging him to the corner she hits
A cackling laugh again as she turns her head side to side, snarling. Gideon is getting up, his eyes still burning from the mist. The hooded figure is nowhere to be seen. Synn stands in the center of the ring. He stumbles back, holding his face, and bumps into her. Her turns around, she grins and waves.
BRAM STOKER!!!!!
CJJ: Good night nurse!
Synn hooks the leg
1!!
2!!!
3!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: SYNN
Match Time: 16:49
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Another win for SYNN, who stays unbeaten, but I think the burning question here is who the hell was the blonde girl wearing Synn's face?
CJJ: And why did Synn ALLOW herself to be two in two gruesome submission holds JUST to bait Gideon into letting his guard down? She could have beaten him herself but why the mind games?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Does anyone ever know why she does what she does?
Woman in Green: The WGWF Television Championship Match is next. Stay tuned for a special announcement from the champ herself.
*winks*
The camera cuts backstage, where we see a reporter waiting anxiously at the doorway of the Smash General Manager. After a few moments, the door opens, with Jonathan Barrows stepping out, making sure his suit is perfectly crisp.
Reporter: Mr. Barrows! Do you have time for a quick word?
Jonathan Barrows: Well, of course I do, son. Why would I have asked you to be out here if I was going to just ignore you?
Reporter: Well, I… guess that’s a good point. How do you feel about how the matches for your brand, Monday Night Smash, have been this weekend?
Barrows smiles to himself, thinking for a moment as always before responding. You know he’s making sure he says the most politically clear message possible.
Jonathan Barrows: It has been a record-breaking weekend for Smash. We have a brand-new X-Division Champion. Our representative won the newly-created Blood Bath Championship. And, once again, everyone was able to see the true power of our Smash Heavyweight Champion, Enigma.
Reporter: Those are great points, Mr. Barrows, but what of those who have pointed out that the Smash brand is not represented in any of the World Championship matches tonight? It does seem a shame that they are all being fought by wrestlers from Monday Night Brawl.
The smile falters for a moment, but Barrows shrugs it off.
Jonathan Barrows: The competitors in the WGWF are some of the best wrestlers in the world. It’s clear that we have tremendous talent lining up on both rosters. But never fear, the Smash brand will be competing for those championships soon enough.
Reporter: Okay. So let’s move back to Enigma. You know that he has been commenting recently about not being given the challenges he has been looking for. Do you have a remedy for that situation?
Barrows nods, as if this is reaching the heart of what he wanted to talk about.
Jonathan Barrows: Well, son, you may have noticed that while an X-Division #1 contender was chosen earlier tonight, we have not done the same for the Smash Heavyweight Championship. That is by design. You see, on our first Monday Night Smash after WrestleWars, I’m planning to give Enigma… the champion’s choice.
Reporter: The… champion’s choice?
Jonathan Barrows: That’s right. Enigma will have the option of choosing the wrestler, or wrestlers, he wants to defend the Smash Heavyweight Championship against. It will be up to Enigma on who he tests his might against. It could be anyone on the Smash roster. In fact, I’ll put it even further out: it could be any wrestler he’s able to get to agree to face him. I will sign their contract that night. Suffice to say, this is an open door for Enigma to get the ultimate challenge he’s been striving for. It’s up to him to take advantage of it.
The reporter seems to have no words regarding this announcement. In the meantime, Barrows checks his watch and nods.
Jonathan Barrows: Now, I’ve got to get back. I want to watch the final contests tonight, considering how historic they might be. Talk to you later, alright?
Barrows turns and heads back inside his office, as the reporter continues to look astonished. He turns to the camera.
Reporter: I guess… back to you guys?
The camera takes us back to ringside.
MEMPHIS BELLE The next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Triple Threat match for the WGWF Television Championship of the World!! Introducing first, the challengers…
A simulated sunset brings the arena in darkness, the opening notes of Ennio Morricone’s immortal western theme “Ecstasy of Gold” begins to ring out over the arena as storm clouds on the tron begin to rumble with thunder and lightning simulating one of those Texas desert nights.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’3” and weighing 225 lbs, from Texarkana, Texas, here is “PURE PISS AND VINEGAR” BOBBY RAY WILLIS!!
As the song builds up, out steps Bobby Ray Willis who is flanked on either side by his girlfriend Doll E. and her brother Cooper who is holding a dented briefcase in his hand. Bobby Ray begins to stride towards the ring making sure to run his hands through his perfect looking blonde hair, Doll E nearly loses it right there with pure ecstasy as does this. Bobby Ray stands on the outside of the ring and pulls away his chaps and takes off his leather jacket.
MEMPHIS BELLE And now, his opponent.
MEMPHIS BELLE About to enter the arena being accompanied by his wife Melissa and Kat Jones, standing in at 6’4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!
The words fade as we hear the guitar play from the legendary singer before Johnny Cash starts to sing. This brings out Melissa and Kat Jones upon the entrance ramp, both stand on either side before Goth walks out wearing a dark overall and a mask with a crown of thorns attached to it as he stares towards the ring.
MEMPHIS BELLE Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the Messiah of Pain!!!!! Goth!!!!
Goth raises his head towards the air as he extends his arms, both Melissa and Kat walk towards the ring as he follows them shortly towards the ring. The two women walk up the ramp as they open up the ropes for Goth. He slowly steps through the ropes before the lights go down when Johnny Cash sings that There Ain’t No Grave Can Hold My Body Down. The lights come back up again as Goth has taken off the overall and can be seen standing in the middle of the ring still wearing the crown. Melissa slowly takes it off as this gives Goth the chance to look at the entrance ramp to stare down Bobby Ray Willis. The two men then turn, awaiting the champion.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And here we go, only one more left. The champ! This one is going to be fantastic Flash!
FLASH ROTTEN: We've seen this match now how many times? How many iterations of the same thing are we going to see before it gets stale?
Just then, as the lights dimmed for what seemed to be the start of Jenny's entrance, they came back on and the tron screen lit up with the face of the woman in green from earlier.
Woman: "Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Anna May. I am the newly hired Marketing Coordinator for the Television Champion Jenny Myst, and I am from right here in Dallas Texas!"
The crowd cheers at the cheap pop.
Anna May: You are all probably wondering what I am doing on your screen, right now, before a title match, with two competitors already in the ring. Well, let me cut right to the chase, then.
Every single one of you today, on your way into the arena, had to scan your ticket and choose a winner for this match on the provided tablet. Ms. Myst is confident you all made the right choice. As it was stated, you were selecting your winner with a chance to win a prize. I am here to announce that winner, and give out that prize.
DERRICK DIAMOND: We love prizes, Cent!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mind games from the champ. Goth and Bobby were focused on the match, and now this is taking them out of that element and wasting their time making them stand around.
Anna May: I have partnered up with Patience Tempur, Jenny's publicist, and we have made the deal of a lifetime to make sure that this prize was worth interrupting this match for. I think we succeeded. Patience and I have signed a contract to partner up, for one night, with the southwest distribution offices for Entenmann's--Jenny's favorite brand of sweet treats. It just so happens that that distribution office is right here in Arlington, Texas!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Is she saying that I think she's saying right now?!
FLASH ROTTEN: God I hope not.
The crowd was distracted by the beautiful woman on the screen and didn't see the vendors pushing massive carts at the top of each aisle.
Anna May: For those of you who made the right choice and chose the clear winner of this match, your seats have been registered. You are all invited to enjoy Entenmann's Sponge Cake, for free, while you watch the match!
The vendors began to make their way down EVERY isle, handing out a box of premium Entenmann's Sponge Cake to the seats who chose Jenny to win the match. By the end, EVERY seat in the arena was enjoying Spongecake!
Anna May: And, now, ladies and gentlemen of Arlington, Texas, turn your attention to the ring as we have another treat for you.
FLASH ROTTEN: God, what now!
A vendor walks over and hands Derrick Diamond a box of Spongecake over the barricade. Flash Rotten doesn't get one. He didn't choose correctly.
Goth and Bobby are complaining to the ref, throwing the arms up. The ref informs them there is nothing they can do.
In the ring, Michael Buffer stands there. The crowd cheers.
Derrick Diamond (eating Spongecake): This may be the most spectacular entrance we've seen in WGWF since the re-opening!
Buffer is reading off a notecard. Clearly prepared in advance for him.
Michael Buffer: Ladies and Gentlemen of Arlington Texas. Tonight we witness history. Tonight we witness perhaps the smallest champion, physically, in the history of professional wrestling, take on two men who have never defeated her. Two men tagged as 'OWEN' take on perhaps the most captivating, entertaining, and most likable champion on planet earth. Tonight, Jenny Myst defends her Television Title against the Owen brothers.......and the only question I have for you all......
Are you ready?!
The crowd cheers.
Michael Buffer: ARE YOU READY?!!!!!!!
The nearly 90 thousand in AT&T cheer rabildy again.
Michael Buffer: Then.......for the nearly 90 thousand in attendance, and the millions watching around the world.........Arlington............LETS GET READY TO RUMMMMBBBBBBLLLEEEEEEEEEE
Michael Buffer: Making her way to the ring........she has held this title for six months, and tonight vows to remain to longest tenured champion in this company....Standing 5 feet tall, from North Las Vegas Nevada.......she is the reigning, defending, undisputed, Television Champion of the Woooooorrrrrrlllddddd, Your Highness of Violence........JENNNNNY MYYYYSSSSSTTTT!
Jenny Myst's entrance music blares through the speakers, cutting through the tension like a knife through butter. The crowd's attention shifts immediately to the entrance ramp, where a procession of extravagant dancers, adorned in glittering costumes, leads the way for the champion herself.
Emerging from behind the curtains, Jenny Myst strides confidently down the ramp, her presence commanding the spotlight. She's flanked by her entourage of dolls, dressed like her doll Amby, who shower her with rose petals and hold aloft shimmering banners emblazoned with her name. Jenny's trademark confidence radiates from every step, her poise unshaken by the recent events.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This has the big fight feel to it, doesn't it? This feels like the Main Event.
FLASH ROTTEN: It didn't have to. She made it that way.
With a graceful flourish, Jenny ascends the ring steps, her gaze sweeping over the sea of faces before her. The sight of the audience indulging in sponge cake only adds to the surreal atmosphere of the moment. But Jenny, ever the professional, takes it all in stride.
As she steps through the ropes and into the ring, Jenny's presence electrifies the arena. The crowd erupts into cheers and applause, their admiration for the champion evident. Jenny basks in the adoration, her confidence soaring to new heights.
DERRICK DIAMOND: But there is something about her tonight. This feels like the old Myst. Where is the smock? The crazy makeup? The black lipstick?
FLASH ROTTEN: This is WrestleWars, D, Jenny is going back to what got her here, even if just for one night!
DERRICK DIAMOND: QUEEN MYST IS AMONG US, EVEN IF JUST FOR TONIGHT! ALL RISE AND ACKNOWLEDGE THE QUEEN!
FLASH ROTTEN: I'm gonna be sick.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bobby Ray has been a thorn in her side. Goth has been attacking her at every turn, and his goon stole her precious Amby doll. All of that is forgotten tonight. All of that is to be dealt with later. Tonight, she is here to handle business. The champ is here to retain!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell has rang as we see all three competitors standing in the ring, Goth is motioning towards Bobby Ray to help and attack Jenny so that they could fight for the championship amongst themselves. We can hear the crowd react to this in a mixed reaction as Jenny Myst stares them down in anticipation of what could happen. Goth turns his head after getting a nod of confirmation from Bobby Ray, only to have the man attack him from behind after Goth had turned his back to him causing the fans to cheer for Bobby. We see him drive forearm shots into the back of Goth before Jenny Myst attacks him from another angle as she kicks him straight in the mouth, almost sending a tooth flying out of it before delivering a dropkick that drops him on his back as Bobby Ray goes for the cover.
1!!
2!!!
Jenny pulls Bobby off the body of Goth, only for Bobby to rake her in the eyes after getting up and then sends her over the top rope as he sends her to the outside with an Irish Whip before turning his attention towards Goth.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth thought his alliance still stood with Bobby from the last Brawl, but Bobby has not forgotten him from betraying him during that show!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I hate Goths, so good for him!!!!
Goth surprised Bobby after blocking a punch, spinning him around as he sets him up for his finishing move. But Bobby manages to block the attempt to the Sinful Confessions and manages to push him into a pinning position as he executes a Backslide.
1!!!
2!!
Goth manages to get out of the predicament, only to walk straight into a clothesline from Bobby. This causes him to stagger into the ropes, there he gets caught by Jenny Myst who grabs him by the arms as Bobby gets a free shot to blast Goth in the midsection and face by hard strikes and kicks. Jenny finally lets go before jumping the ropes after seeing Goth stagger away from her as she jumps the top rope and executes a Springboard Bulldog Headlock in the middle of the ring. She rolls Goth over, but eats a boot from Bobby Ray as he had anticipated this and steals her pin attempt.
1!!
2!!!
Goth gets his shoulder off the canvas before the count of three could be administered, Goth starts to crawl towards the ropes as we see Bobby deliver Double Axhandles on the Messiah of Pain, only to have Jenny Myst spin him around and kicks him in the midsection before delivering a Spinning Neck Breaker. She then turns her attention towards the man that has caused Goth so many problems after his kidnapping of her doll Amby. She runs the ropes and comes off from it by driving a knee straight in the face of Goth, who drops him head first into the canvas. Jenny immediately jumps him, wrapping her hands across his throat as she starts to choke him while the official cannot do anything but watch along due to the rules of Triple Threat Matches. Goth manages to temporarily get Jenny off of him by blasting his wrist across the temple from the champion as that causes her to drop down on the canvas beside him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Hard shot from Goth, will this be the moment that he can have some offence in this match??
Goth slowly gets to his feet, notices Bobby Ray charging in on him as he catches him in a Spine Buster and plants him hard in the middle of the canvas before going for the three count.
1!!
2!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: There’s that evil woman again!!!!
Jenny jumps him from behind, sinking her fingers into his eyes as Goth gets pulled off from Bobby Ray Willis as he starts to scream in agonizing pain. We see the anguish and hatred upon the face of Jenny Myst as she starts to scream at the tormentor of her life as we see Jebediah run towards the ring while holding on to Jenny’s doll Amby.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh not that lowlife again!!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: He is a man of the faith!! Have respect!!!
Jenny turns her attention towards Jebediah, her eyes darkened underneath her makeup as that causes Jebediah to stop from entering the ring apron. He looks at Jenny as he starts to taunt her with putting his flame thrower to Amby’s head as in an attempt to stay away from him. But instead of backing off we see Jenny charge forward and executes a Suicide Dive that surprises Jebediah and sends him crashing into the steel barricades to a large pop from the crowd. Jenny goes ballistic, pounding away at the helper from Goth before ripping the doll out of his grasp to a huge pop from the audience.
FLASH ROTTEN: She got her doll back!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Great stuff, but she needs to pay attention to inside the ring as well!!!
And indeed, we see Bobby Ray crawl over towards Goth as he grabs hold of his left leg and locks him in a pinning position.
1!!!
2!!!
Goth manages to get his shoulder off the canvas before the three count to be administered, bobby immediately wraps his arm across the throat of Goth in a reverse chin lock. On the outside we see Pogo emerge as Jenny hands him the doll as she slides back in the ring, charges in on Bobby Ray from behind with a kick to the back of his head. She then runs the ropes and delivers a knee to the face of Goth before going for the cover on the Messiah of Pain.
1!!!
2!!!
Goth manages to get his shoulder off the canvas before the three count, Jenny waists no time to cover Bobby Ray instead.
1!!!
2!!!
This time it is Bobby Ray that gets his shoulder off the canvas as Jenny grabs him by the head and pushes him into the ropes for an Irish Whip after getting him back to his feet. There Bobby Ray reverses the move and sends Jenny into the ropes before setting her up for a Back Body Drop. There he lifts Jenny up in the air, only for Goth to catch her in mid air after getting back to his feet and drops her hard with a Powerbomb into a pinning position.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Jenny gets her shoulder off the canvas, causing Goth to sit up and eats a boot in the face by Bobby Ray Willis before grabbing him by the long hair as he tosses him out of the ring and turns his attention towards Jenny Myst. Watching her with a big time grin upon his face as he sees her still on her back after suffering a sudden Powerbomb. He drops down and starts to choke her with both hands, screaming at the champion that he is going to beat her and take home the championship belt as the crowd are booing him. On the outside we see Goth crawl over towards the ring apron, there he looks underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair from underneath it before sliding it into the ring as he follows it into the ring as well. There he grabs the weapon behind the back of Bobby Ray as he swings it into the back of the other challenger, causing him to drop down to the canvas besides the champion. Goth begins to blast the chair across the back of Bobby Ray before turning his attention towards Jenny Myst who is slowly crawling on her hands and knees towards the ring ropes. There Goth blasts the chair across her back before spinning her around and sets up the chair where her throat is placed underneath the chair as that prevents her from doing anything and choking her with it as he sits on top of the chair while staring down at the champion with a sicking smile on his face.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Good God!! I knew that Goth was a sick individual!! But this is beyond even that!!!
Goth spits in the face of Jenny Myst, angering her even more before standing up from the chair while pushing it still down on top of her as he walks over to the other end of the chair and sets Jenny up for a knee drop across the forehead. Only for Bobby Ray to catch him off guard as he executes a Cross Body Block past the chair and that sends him and Goth into he ropes before both men fall to the outside onto the concrete padded floor. There we see both men get up and starting to trade blows on the outside, giving Jenny Myst an opportunity to catch her breath while we see Bobby Ray reverse an Irish Whip from Goth as this sends him crash shoulder first into the steel steps. Causing the top part of the steps to fall from the bottom part and crashes hard on the floor. There we see Bobby Ray grab hold of Goth and lifts him up for a Body Slam on top of the bottom part of the steel steps before grabbing hold of the top part of the steps and hold it up high above his head while measuring Goth in front of him.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh this is nasty!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth is a real sick man, but he is still a living and breathing human being!!!
We see Goth cough out loud, slowly starting to stir before he looks up and sees the presence of Bobby Ray standing there about to decapitate him with the top part of the steps. Goth lifts his arms in the air, starting to beg for him not to do it. Only for Bobby Ray to be dropped by a sudden aerial assault from Jenny Myst who jumps the top rope and blasts the top part of the steps with the steel chair that Goth had brought into the ring. This causes him to drop the steps on the concrete floor as he also places his hands against his ears due to the pain of the sound must have given him. Jenny gets up, blasts the chair across his back as that sends him falling over the top steps in front of him. Jenny then turns her attention towards Goth, placing the top of the chair across the throat of Goth to repay him from what he had done to her with that same chair a few moments ago. Goth is trying to use his strength to push the chair from his throat, only to have Jenny Myst to kick him between the legs as that causes the remainder of his resistance to be stopped. Jenny then lifts the chair up in the air, setting it up to blasts it across the face of Goth while having it draped across the bottom part of the steel steps.
DERRICK DIAMOND: OH NO!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: OH YES!!!!
Jenny is about to blast Goth across the face, but the chair gets stopped by Bobby Ray who grabs it from behind her and yanks the chair out of her hands. He then blasts the chair across her back as that sends Jenny Myst dropping on top of Goth as Bobby then blasts the chair several times across her back on top of Goth while screaming in agony as he feels victory could be near. He finally throws the chair inside the ring before grabbing hold of the seemingly helpless body of Jenny Myst before sliding her inside the ring. He then rolls into the ring and grabs the chair that he had slid in the ring as well and drops it in the middle of the ring before grabbing hold of Jenny Myst and sets her up for a Powerbomb on top of the hair. He quickly lifts her up in the air and then drops her hard on the chair before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
The count is broken up by Goth, who somehow had managed to slide in the ring and drags bobby off of the champion. Goth spins Bobby around for a clothesline, but Bobby ducks it before setting himself up on a clothesline on Goth. Only for Goth to block it and turns it around into his dreaded Sinful Confession finisher. Only for Jenny to have gotten to her feet and blasts Goth in the eyes with a myst that blinds him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth is blinded!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: She is going to beat him again!!!
Jenny rolls Goth up for a pin attempt as the official is about to go for the three count, only for Bobby Ray to drop an elbow on the back of Jenny before grabbing hold of her arm and tosses her out of the ring. He then turns his attention towards Goth as he grabs hold of his head and lifts him up before dropping him with a DDT on top of the chair for the pin.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: BOBBY RAY WILLIS
Match Time: 17:51
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DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh my God! Willis took complete advantage of the situation and stole away the World Television Title!!
FLASH ROTTEN: All’s fair in love, war, and wrestling!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I can’t see Jenny Myst letting this stand for long!
Willis takes the championship quickly and leaves the ring, proud of what he’s done, as Jenny Myst furiously looks after him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I have been a part of WGWF for quite a while now Flash, I have seen a lot of strange matches. But this one HAS to be the weirdest!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: You know something Derrick?? I have been a part of a lot of twists in pro wrestling, more than I care to remember. But these clowns?? They make me want to put on a red nose!!!
The cameras turn to the outside of the arena. There we see a huge circus tent in the parking lot where we see clowns juggle in front of some of the fans. The camera turns inside the circus where the middle of the ring is a traditional circle that is completely surrounded by a huge cage that is normally used for tiger performances. We see Slapnuts stand in the middle of the area while holding onto his microphone.
Slapnuts: Welcome people to the unofficial Main Event of the WrestleWars extravaganza!!! Tonight we are going to entertain you with a Circus Deathmatch!!!
We hear the crowd react to the announcement as a lot of the fans are holding Cassette Collective signs, but also some of the fans are dressed like clowns who are cheering for the tag team champions.
Slapnuts: In order to win the match you have to knock both of your opponents down for a ten count!!
The crowd cheer and roar as they are expecting a lot of action as well as antics from the clowns that has their fandom get all excited.
Slapnuts: We have a cage that can be used as a weapon, we will have objects that are weapons!! And every five minutes we will have a circus act during our match to celebrate the legacy of the greatest tag team of the world!!! And of course the challengers who suck!!!
Crowd: Boo!!!!
Crowd: Let’s go Clowns!!
The camera pans towards the opening of the circus, revealing a vibrant retro comic book cover featuring The Cassette Collective in bold colours.
As "Spice Up Your Life" by The Spice Girls fills the air, the crowd erupts in cheers. The comic book cover springs to life, with KC and Pax bursting through with electrifying energy as they make their way to the arena.
Clad in flashy 80s-inspired wrestling attire adorned with cassette tapes, they strut around the arena, engaging with fans and posing for the cameras. KC tosses cassette tapes into the crowd while Pax soaks in the energy.
Upon reaching the middle of the arena, they taunt the fans once more before adopting a more serious demeanor, gearing up to make their mark tonight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The girls are ready!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: They THINK they are ready!!!
Suddenly we see clowns emerge on either side of the entrance, they are followed by acrobats and animal tamers. We see penguins emerge as well as the bearded lady that breathes fire that scares people off as we see one of the clowns catches fire and runs off before a second clown pours water over the first clown. We see stuffed lions being thrown into the crowd to cause them to get further excited before we see Pogo and Stitches walk into the circus arena while wearing the tag team championship belts around their waists. A large chorus of boos can be heard as well as some cheers from the crowd as the champs take off their belts and hand them over to Slapnuts who has hidden himself behind the bearded lady before running off to the back. All the circus performers leave the arena as a clown closes the door to the cage and we hear a clown hitting the claxon to start off the match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I have never seen anything like this EVER!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I remember this one time at bandcamp, but that’s a whole different story in its entirety.
We see Pogo and Stitches survey the surroundings, smile at the girls as they taunt them by taking off their tag team titles. Causing Pax and KC to charge at them, catching the clowns off guard as Pax kicks little Pogo in the stomach as that sends him crashing into the cage wall. We see him bounce off the cage wall as his face falls into the sand that covers the arena floor as Pax grabs hold of one of the clown's legs and starts to execute a miracle swing, spinning around as Pogo is holding his tiny hands in front of his mouth.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I am getting sea sick just watching this!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I’ve heard Pogo likes to eat seafood, I just wonder whether he has eaten prior to this match!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s disgusting Flash!!!
KC on the other end is trading blows with the larger clown Stitches, who blocks a punch and hits her in the midsection with the tip of his rather large shoe. This causes her to stagger backwards as a clock slowly emerges where we see a clock is ticking backwards from five minutes to zero. Signaling that when the clock has reached the count of zero that a circus performance will enter the fray and make this match even more entertaining. Stitches grabs hold of both of KC’s arms and starts to kick her in the stomach with his shoes before setting her up for a Catapult into the cage wall. There KC manages to grab hold of the wall and fakes a dive backwards, causing Stitches to fall flat into the ground as we hear the crowd laugh when he looks upwards again and some dirt has landed upon his face. KC then jumps off, hitting a Moonsault on top of Stitches as she rolls off of him while grabbing hold of her ribs due to a bad landing.
We turn our attention towards Pax, who has begun pounding away at little Pogo with closed fists. The tiny arms and hands are not enough for him to protect himself as he finally manages to alter the whole situation as he pushes his hand upon a button inside his glove, this button is apparently attached to a flower that consists of liquid that sprays in the face of Pax. She then staggers backwards, clearly blinded by it all as Pogo takes advantage of the given situation and executes a handstand, causing his feet to grab hold of the blinded face of a seated Pax and then sends her face first into the sand by a rather acrobatic move performed by the smaller clown.
FLASH ROTTEN: I don’t want to brag, but I taught him that.
DERRICK DIAMOND: YOU???!!!!!
Pogo follows it up with an elbow drop to the face of Pax before we see that the clock has reached the count of two minutes and thirty seconds as he turns his attention towards KC and his tag team partner Stitches. There we see KC duck a clothesline from Stitches, kicks him between the legs as she is stunned to see Stitches still standing there.
FLASH ROTTEN: I knew it!! These clowns are not from this planet!!!!
The moment distraction grants little Pogo to deliver a shot block to KC’s left knee, causing her to drop down as we see Stitches putting his hand inside his clowns outfit and pulls out a rather large pillow that somehow had protected his family jewels.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s unfair!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: No, that’s disgusting!!! That’s my pillow I borrowed those damn stinking clowns!!!!
Pogo and Stitches give each other a high five as Stitches turns his attention to KC, holding her in a bearhug as little Pogo puts on a rather large glove and goes for the Super Clown Punch. Only to get speared by Pax, who had gotten to her feet at the right time to come to the aid of her tag team partner. The spear sends both Pax and Pogo into the dirt as we see the rather large glove fly in the air and lands somewhere in the middle of the arena as the fans cheer for the comeback that Pax had made against the tag team champions. Pogo seems to be knocked out as Pax isn’t moving either as the camera turns back to Stitches and KC, who manages to break out of the tight grip that the clown had on her and follows it up with a kick in the midsection before delivering a spinning Neck Breaker as she turns her attention towards Pax. Who has slowly risen her head out of the dirt and from the lap of Pogo, who look at each other and we see a huge grin on Pogo’s face as he pushes the button once again but misses KC as she ducks the assault. She grabs his tiny legs, catapults him into the air before being caught by Pax and she drops him with a Brain Buster.
DERRICK DIAMOND: OHH!! Will we have our first competitor that will be counted out for a ten count???
We see an official run into the cage after opening the door, the official is wearing an acrobat outfit with a striped shirt as he starts to use a ten count on Pogo.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
We hear a claxon go off as the cage gets surrounded by platforms as we see a lion tamer walk into the arena holding a whip and a stick in his hand.
4!!!!
5!!!
6!!!
The door opens as clowns walk out while holding a chain in their hands as they are dragging something into the cage.
FLASH ROTTEN: Stuffed lions???
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m sorry folks, but we had some issues with PETA and we could not put our talent into the same arena with actual lions!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Well actually, the real reason is that the real lions play football in Detroit.
Pogo has managed to get up before the count of ten, telling the ladies from the Cassette Collective that he is part Samoan and cannot be knocked out. Pax and KC pull him up, tosses him in the air behind them in a Back Body Drop. Only for Stitches to catch him as the two clowns smile before Stitches gets double super kicked by The Cassette Collective while we see the lion tamer tell the first lion to have a roar, where we suddenly hear a loud roar coming from the sound system as the lion jumps off the stage that he was sitting on due to a clown throwing it in the air as it lands on top of Pax. Who screams out in reaction before realizing that it is just a fake lion. She holds it in her hands and smiles before we have Pogo charge in on her angrily, she shoves the lion into his face as that causes him to stagger off again in fear.
FLASH ROTTEN: From unnamed sources have informed me that clowns really fear stuffed lions.
Pogo backs off in fear as the girls walk towards him as now both hold a stuffed lion, only to have Pax drop to her knees with a loud scream as we see Stitches have grabbed hold of the whip of the lion tamer and hit it in the back of Pax. Stitches then wraps the whip across her throat and starts to choke her with it while Pogo is running around, still screaming as KC is chasing him with a stuffed lion in her hand. Pogo reaches the door to the cage, trying to get it open to get out of it but it is closed.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The door won’t open for another two minutes Pogo!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Run clown run!!!!!
Pogo turns around, we see him look up and swallows as the lion gets stuffed into his face before she grabs hold of him and drives him into the dirt before we hear another claxon hit as the door opens up.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The Bearded Lady!!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: And she is on fire!!!!
The bearded lady enters the arena, she has a bottle of liquid in one hand and a burning stick. She takes a sip of the liquid and blows into the burning fire that causes a flame to shoot in the air as Pogo’s eyes grow wider and wider. Begging towards KC not to hurt him, but she throws the stuffed lion into his face before grabbing hold of his tiny arms and throws him into the air just at the moment that the bearded lady hits another firebolt into the air that scorches the bottom end of Pogo’s jacket.
FLASH ROTTEN: Jenny Myst is going to be upset!! She gave him that jacket for his birthday!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He had his birthday???
FLASH ROTTEN: It’s what he told me, who am I to say a clown is a liar???
We see Pogo run around as the flame creeps up his tiny jacket before dropping down into the dirt and starts to roll around. This gives KC the opportunity to turn her attention towards Stitches, who has the grip tightened around the throat of her tag team partner as she runs past him towards the cage. She jumps the cage and jumps off with a Springboard Bulldog Headlock that sends Stitches crashing down into the ground as he falls over the seemingly faded Pax. KC reaches down into her outfit and has smelling salt in her hand that revives her tag team partner a little. The two girls discuss taking out Stitches as they grab hold of a leg and then falls backwards as that sends him crashing into the bearded lady, causing her to drop the bottle of liquid onto the ground and the liquid falls onto the floor. This causes the bearded lady to get upset, grabbing Stitches into a big time bearhug as the beard is smothering Stitches in the face.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Good God!! Stitches is being dominated by the bearded lady!!!
Stitches is pleading with the bearded lady, telling her any excuse that he can come up with as that causes her to smile all of the sudden.
FLASH ROTTEN: What is she doing???
DERRICK DIAMOND: Parents!! Close the eyes of your children!!!!
The bearded lady suddenly plants a sloppy kiss upon the mouth of Stitches, whose arms are being lift in the air in panic only for them to drop down as he seemingly passes out as the bearded lady drops him to the ground.
FLASH ROTTEN: YUCK!!!!!
We see the shock upon the faces of the crowd before the camera’s turn their attention towards both Pax and CC of the Cassette Collective, who can’t believe what happened as we hear a ten count from an official who looks on from the outside.
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We see Pogo slowly crawl over towards his tag team partner, having worries upon his face as he tries to revive his friend by waving a very small napkin over his face.
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The desperation on Pogo’s face starts to grow as he drops the napkin as he remembers that he has a bottle of water in his jacket. Running his hands inside every possible pocket that he has inside his jacket, pulling out fake flowers, a rabbit, even a family of Penguins walk out into the arena but seemingly he cannot find a bottle of water.
7!!!
8!!!
Pogo screams at Stitches, rubbing his shoulder while looking over his shoulder towards the Cassette Collective and asks them for a time out, only to receive a no from both of them as the ten count continues.
9!!!
Pogo realizes that Stitches is beyond being rescued, swallows hard as he looks ahead of him and nods his head. He reaches down inside his jacket as he turns around while holding something into his small hands.
10!!!
Slapnuts: The first wrestler being eliminated from this excited, ground breaking and quite possibly the best Clowns Death Match Ever!! Stitches the Clown!!!!
The crowd cheers as Stitches is still in lala land as the drool crawls out of his mouth while the girls grin at the small clown, believing that they have the match and the tag titles secured. Pogo suddenly opens his hands and shows something that nobody, including the girls has ever expected.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He has cassettes in his hands!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Brilliant move!! We all know that these broads cannot deny the old school cassettes!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Broads???!!! You mean girls!!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Yeah, whatever.
The girls look at each other, raising an eyebrow before turning their attention back to Pogo with a smile upon their faces. Pax bends down and reaches over to grab the cassettes, while KC warns Pogo not to try anything funny. Only for Pogo to grin as he notices that the five minutes just ended as we hear another large claxon. Causing the circus to go dark as a disco ball drops down and classic dancing music from the Bee Gees start to play. We hear a scream from one of the girls before it suddenly ends after a loud thud can be heard as the camera’s start to use an infrared option where we see Pogo standing with a rather large toy hammer as he had swung it against the back of Pax’s head. Pax due to the blow has fallen down face first into the dirt as the official on the outside starts to use a ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s unfair!!! Pogo knew what was going to happen!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh cry me a freaking river!! You cannot prove that!!!
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We see KC try to figure out where her tag team partner is, only to have her drop down to her knees as Pogo hit her in the stomach with the hammer. He then drops it, jumping on the back of KC and attempts to lock the Full Nelson around the neck of KC. But as always his small arms are too small for him to get them fully around the neck after wrapping them underneath the arms of KC. Desperately trying to somehow manage to get them to lock the fingers, but KC slowly gets up with an angry look on her face.
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KC is on her feet, still trying to find Pax but is unable to do so as Pogo managed to change his position and locks his tiny hands on the face of KC in order for her to be blinded as the official continues to use the ten count.
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Slapnuts: The second elimination in the Circus Death Match is Pax from the lousy Cassette Collective!!!
The crowd Boos, only to cheer to see KC reach behind her head and grabs hold of tiny Pogo and tosses him off her back by dropping him face first into the dirt. She has enough of it all, grabbing the burning object that the bearded lady had in her hands as she saw it burning somewhere close to her. She uses it to find her way towards the now turned Pogo. We see dirt splattered across his face, swallowing hard as he notices the destruction across the angry looking KC of the Cassette Collective. She screams at him, threatening him to be burned if he is going to pull another trick on her. Pogo looks around, trying to find something to combat the burning fire. Noticing one of the penguins, he holds it in front of him, only for the bird to go ballistic on him as it starts to wave its small wings and pecks towards the face of Pogo, causing him to fall down in fear. He hits his head against the stage of one of the stuffed lions, causing the amount of stuffed lions to drop on top of him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The little guy got himself squashed!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Poor clown!! He has a fear for dangerous animals!!!
Pogo screams out in agony, waving his hands in the air as he tries to push off the animals from his tiny body. KC sees more stuffed animals around her, tosses them on top of the clown who tries to escape the attack from the stuffed animals as that seems as if every possible escape route is blocked by an animal. The fear can be seen on his face as that causes him to pass out.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He is out!!!!
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
Slapnuts: The winners of the match and new WGWF tag team champions are the Cassette Collective!!!!!
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WINNER VIA KNOCKOUT: THE CASSETTE COLLECTIVE
Match Time: 18:28
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We see the lights come back up again as we see KC jumping around before running over towards Pax. We see clown nurses run over towards both Stitches and Pogo while the official runs over towards the Cassette Collective with the tag team titles before handing them over towards the girls. Who then celebrates their win with the fans as we see Pogo being rescued out of the pile of stuffed animals and Stitches being revived by the bearded lady who has a huge smile on her face.
FLASH ROTTEN: I’m just so glad that this match is over…..
Put it before the Main Event-
AT&T Stadium erupts.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Wait just a minute, this is unexpected.
The ovation grows louder as Chris Page walks out to the top of the stage. A smile graces his face upon laying his eyes on the WGWF Universe for the first time in three months. Page looks out across the Stadium before taking a deep breath and making the long walk towards the ring.
FLASH ROTTEN: And the owner of the company is headed towards the ring!
DERRICK DIAMOND: This isn’t on our run sheet, Flash. Why is the boss coming out here? What’s this all about?
The fans along the entryway bow down to Chris as he passes them while tagging a random hand of fans along the way. Chris reaches the ringside area and climbs up on the apron of his ring. Chris steps through the ropes entering the squared circle. Chris walks across the ring where he reaches through the ropes and is handed a microphone. The music fades away leaving a solid chant of “CCP! CCP! CCP!” echoing throughout the stadium. Chris raises his microphone in his left hand while holding out the palm of his right hand in an attempt to quiet the ruckus crowd.
CHRIS PAGE: I know that I’m probably the last person you’d expect to see here tonight when you take into consideration the hectic schedule that has come my way over the last several months, and that will take me through the rest of the year; but, I couldn’t miss the biggest show of the WGWF calendar year and tell the guys and gals behind that curtain how proud I am of all of you for the work put into making this TWO NIGHT event something special.
The crowd responds with a round of applause.
CHRIS PAGE: With that being said let me get to why I’m here, and no… it’s not to announce an attendance or a record-breaking gate because we don’t need to stroke ourselves like that. What I am out here for is to make a few announcements. I’m not sure if you’re aware of this or not but Candice has opened up a new Velvet Rabbit in Greece which explains why she’s been away. In the interest of Monday Night Brawl, we’ve decided that a new General Manager has been appointed, and they will start work effectively on the next Monday Night Brawl.
FLASH ROTTEN: I knew I should have held out a little longer!
CHRIS PAGE: And no Flash, it’s not you.
FLASH ROTTEN: Damnit!
CHRIS PAGE: Not only will the new General Manager be on deck for Monday Night Brawl but it will also mark the first of TWO nights of the WGWF draft! That’s right, it’s time to shake things up a bit and see where things land amongst the Monday Night Brawl and Monday Night Smash rosters, but unlike our last draft… ALL CHAMPIONS ARE ELIGIBLE to be drafted. With that being said, the World Heavyweight Champion, The Bloodbath Champion, and the World Tag Team Champions will still be traveling between both brands to defend their titles against Number One Contenders as they are named.
DERRICK DIAMOND: A new General Manager, a Shake-Up Draft, Champions are eligible to be drafted! Oh my!
CHRIS PAGE: The last thing I want to take a moment to address is… what’s next? How do we follow an event like WrestleWars? I’ll tell you, we follow it with WAR GAMES!
The crowd erupts!
CHRIS PAGE: Sunday Night, June 30th, CCPE Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada, we go HOME!
The crowd roars louder.
CHRIS PAGE: I can also tell you that the Main Event of that show will be CJ PHOENIX challenging for the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship against the winner of tonight’s Main Event, and I can also tell you the current captains for the War Games Match set to take place. On one side of the ring, JOE MONTUORI will captain one team of 5… and on the other side of the ring DEVLIN KNIGHT will captain the other team… but if for some reason Devlin isn’t inclined to accept…
Chris gazes intently into the camera.
CHRIS PAGE: THEN I WILL.
The crowd explodes with a thunderous ovation as Chris continues.
CHRIS PAGE: Two teams of five. You can PICK YOUR TEAM. You bring them to WAR. Oh, and uh, if Devlin DOES captain the team, consider my name thrown in the hat to be selected should you feel so inclined.
FLASH ROTTEN: Holy crap!
Chris then states.
CHRIS PAGE: Little pig, little pig. Let me in.
Chris flips the microphone
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MEMPHIS BELLE It is time for our main event of the evening! Tonight, a months’ long feud comes to a close. This one is for the WGWF Heavyweight Championship of the World!!
The crowd may be tired, but they don’t show it, erupting into wild cheers at the most anticipated contest of the night.
MEMPHIS BELLE Introducing first, the challenger…
The intro to "Mi Gente", the Re-Mix by Jay Balvin featuring Beyoncé and Willy William begins to play getting the crowd to jump to their feet. Once the beat drops, out steps "Cholo" Giovanni Santana looking as good as ever and flashing that million-dollar smile. He holds his usual mezcal cocktail on his hand as he soaks it all in, feeling the love from the fans.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 5’10” and weighing 230 lbs, from El Paso, Texas, here is “CHOLO” GIVOANNI SANTANA!!
After a few seconds, Cholo makes his way to the ring. He walks up the steps, walks on the apron and after wiping his boots, respecting the ring, he gets inside. He walks towards the middle nodding his head to the beat of the catchy song, making his afro wave back and forth. Some of the fans get into it, especially the ladies and Cholo points and winks to some. He goes to chill in one corner, and when the ref comes over to check him, instead he hands him his drink and asks for another. The ref shakes his head not amused and he hands the drink to an official on the outside and then checks Cholo while he, and some of the fans nearby share a laugh.
FLASH ROTTEN: The challenger, Cholo, who at the Denzel Porter Invitational came extremely close to recapturing the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship and probably should have won if it were not for outside influences will get his second shot here tonight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This series of three matches between these two will come to an end tonight. Mac Bane has defeated Cholo twice now, but if you recall the first time at First Dance it was a surprise distraction by Tristian Slater that allowed for Mac Bane to hit the Branded and get the victory. And then at the Denzel Porter Invitational it was Tristain Slater and a masked figure helping Bane steal another one. Needless to say this second shot here? It’s been well earned.
FLASH ROTTEN: All of that has to be weighing on the mind of Cholo here tonight, after all that these two have done back and forth to each other, it boils down to this match. Will Bane have outside help here tonight? Or will he face these three stages alone?
MEMPHIS BELLE And his opponent…
As the first cords of “The Enemy” by Godsmack begin to play, the big Texan is out on the stage, the hate from the crowd is real as they boo him. He is attired in all black, leather duster, trunks, cowboy hat and boots. The most striking item is around his waist: The WGWF World Heavyweight Championship. Mac stares downward as the pyro erupts behind him and on both sides.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’6” and weighing 280 lbs, from Port Arthur, Texas, here is the current reigning, defending, undisputed WGWF Heavyweight Champion of the World… “THE ONE-MAN WRECKING CREW” MAC BANE!!!
The lights go out and then a single spotlight shines on Mac Bane. He raises his head up to a more natural position and then looks to the sky. He raises both arms in the “Hook’em Horns” fashion and then snaps his arms back down by his side as pyro erupts from the ring post. He nods his head along with the music as he continues down the ramp as the irate crowd begins littering the ramp with garbage, he pauses there briefly as he stares out an angry crowd. He doesn't stop to wipe his feet on the ring apron before finally entering the ring.
FLASH ROTTEN: The champion, Mac Bane, who captured that title at First Dance earlier this year standing tall in Texas tonight. This will be a three stages of hell match, each of the first two stages have been picked by the opponents.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo getting the first stage here with a submission match. Bane going with a welcome to hell match or anything goes to you and I.
FLASH ROTTEN: And if a winner hasn’t been decided by then, we’re going to a third stage which will be a Texas Death Match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How fitting for this place, huh? Texas Death match. That would provide the perfect nail in the coffin to this feud.
FLASH ROTTEN: For the first fall, the challenger Cholo has decided to make this a submission match. Should be interesting to see how both the challenger and the champion decide to approach this first stage.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You’ve got to be strategic in a match like this. Say your opponent locks you into an incredibly dangerous painful move, do you tap out right away to save yourself for the next two stages? Or do you fight back risking possible injury? Especially when the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship is at stake.
FLASH ROTTEN: Here we go, the main event of what has been an incredible two nights in Texas!
DING DING DING
Wasting little title, the champion, Mac Bane charges across the ring trying to get the immediate advantage on the smaller Cholo. But the former champion is able to duck under and Bane connects with only the Texas Stadium air with a wild clubbing swing. Cholo takes advantage of this and rolls the six and a half footer over with a school boy and turns it immediately into a single leg crab!! The crowd cheers loudly as Cholo leans back holding on the leg of the champion. Mac Bane scrambles for the ropes within a second and is able to use his long arms to catch the bottom forcing the referee to make Cholo break the hold.
FLASH ROTTEN: The champion getting caught off guard by the challenger. Good to know that even with the number of times these two have faced each other recently, they are still able to pull off a surprise here and there.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo nearly getting that leg to snap. What a quick win that would have been here tonight.
Bane pulls himself into the corner as Cholo gives him room in the ring to pull himself back up to his feet, there’s a ton of jawing back and forth between the two as the champion stands in the corner. Cholo points towards the leg that he just had in the single leg, as Bane dares him to try it again. Bane goes for the collar and elbow tie-up and easily pushes the undersized Cholo back towards the opposite corner turnbuckle, however, just before the challenger’s shoulders hit the corner he is able to duck behind the champion and rolls through with another school boy roll-up! Cholo grabs for the same leg again, but this time Bane counters with a mule kick that lifts Cholo off of his feet and to the mat. The champion gets right back up to his feet and charges in..
“SMMMMMACK!”
…connecting with a clothesline!! The challenger flipping over onto the mat in the process.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane showing the power there with an absolute brutal clothesline.
FLASH ROTTEN: A huge size difference between these two, but Cholo has been able to use his speed to his advantage in a lot of these matches. He just got caught there.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Thankfully for him, pins aren’t an option in this stage of the match.
Bane doesn’t give the challenger the same amount of time to recover as he was given, and immediately connects with a backhanded chop as Cholo gets back up to his feet. Bane continues to serve up a plateful of chops backing Cholo up against the ring ropes in the process. Bane sends Cholo into the ropes with a with whip, but on the rebound Cholo is able to duck under a second clothesline attempt. Cholo leaps as Bane turns around and strikes him right in the chest with a leaping knee strike. Cholo follows this up with a series of chops of his own which back the champion somewhat, and that’s when Cholo goes from the one handed chops to the two handed chops!! Each strike lands onto the chest of the champion like hammers, the echos hitting all the decks of the massive stadium in the process.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my, those chops just leave marks across each other’s chest. You can see the red marks from here to go along with the echoes.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Neither man is willing to hold back with the attacks, they know each other so well so they know that they cannot hold back.
Cholo goes for a whip of his own, but Mac Bane is able to stop dead in his tracks in the middle of the ring and pulls the challenger in close before lifting him high up overhead…
“SLLLLLLLAMM!”
…and slamming him down onto the mat with a thundering belly-to-belly suplex! Cholo bounces from the impact of that shot, but the champion isn’t about to give him the chance to roll out of the ring to safety. Instead, Mac Bane grabs Cholo’s leg and hooks on a single leg crab of his own!! Cholo is trapped in the middle of the ring as swings his arms wildly for the ring ropes while Bane sinks the hold about as deep as possible. The referee goes in to check on the challenger, but Cholo shakes him off immediately. Bane wrenches harder down on the hold trying to rip the leg right off of its stump in the process, but Cholo continues to shake off the referee.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane might just be trying to tear the leg of Cholo off right now!
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo doing everything he can to reach the ropes or crawl out of the ring!
Cholo begins to pull himself towards the rope as Bane leans nearly horizontal to the mat forcing Cholo not to just carry his weight, but also all near three hundred pounds of Mac Bane’s weight towards that bottom ropes. Bane wrenches even more, almost screaming for the leg to snap in the process or hoping for a genie to pop out of the knee of his opponent. Cholo pulls himself with his upper body one more time and he’s able to grab the bottom ropes. Not that it matters, Mac Bane holds onto the single leg crab even as the referee tells him to break the hold. After a couple of more warnings and Cholo nearly pulling himself through the bottom ropes, Bane breaks the hold and slams the challenger’s knee straight down onto the mat! Cholo falls from the ring to the floor below holding his leg in excruciating pain as Bane yells at the referee for forcing him to break that hold.
FLASH ROTTEN: Not at all happy about the officiating, the champion thinking he should have more leeway in the ring and with the rules.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Well yeah, Mac Bane’s the champion and all. But let’s talk about the damage that that hold has put into the challenger. Cholo might be seriously hurt at this point, and this was his chosen match… wait until we get to what Mac picked for the second stage of this match.
FLASH ROTTEN: You’re referencing the welcome to hell portion of this match, which is pretty much anything goes and if Cholo can barely walk, this might be a quick one.
Mac Bane ducks under the top ropes and leaps down onto the floor, this is easy pickings at this point. With a couple of well placed stomps onto the leg, Bane continues the attack on the part of the body that he’s targeting in this match. Bane pulls Cholo back up to somewhat of a vertical base and with all of his strength throws the challenger towards the nearest ringpost…
“CLLLAAANG!!!”
...which Cholo hits shoulder first! He stumbles after the impact right into the guardrailing, all while still hobbling on the one leg and now holding his shoulder in pain. For Bane this is just seeing red, the six foot six Texan rears back like and charges like a longhorn at his challenger.
“THUUD!!!”
And hits the concrete on the other side of the guardrailing as Cholo was able to duck underneath and send the champion up and over into the crowd.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my!! Cholo possibly overexaggerating the injuries there as he might have just suckered Mac Bane into making a massive mistake in this match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: All that weight crashing down onto the shoulder of the champion right there on the concrete. The champion might be the one who is hurt now.
Bane rolls back up to his feet using the guardrailing to help prop himself up, there are definite signs that he landed mostly on his right shoulder as he tries to shake it off and get the pain out. Cholo’s not about to give him any more time to recover as he reaches over the guardrailing and locks in his full nelson!! The crowd pops for the move on the outside of the ring. Bane wildly swings his arms trying to fight off the move that has ended many matches for Cholo.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo’s got ‘El Matador’ locked in on the outside of the ring!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane struggling, but he’s in a really awkward position right now as between him and Cholo is that metal rail and Cholo is using that really pull back upon.
FLASH ROTTEN: Added leverage to an already devastating move, but a submission only counts within the confines of that squared circle. Cholo’s going to get Bane back into the ring for this one to work.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Wait, what is Cholo doing now? Is he… is he…
FLASH ROTTEN: Yeah, I think he’s actually tickling Mac Bane!
The crowd is in a bit of shock as well as Cholo frees one of his hands from the full nelson grip and tickles Mac Bane on the jaw and then on the arms. Bane doesn’t seem at all ticklish, but the crowd is getting a good laugh at his expense. Cholo breaks the hold and joins in with the laughter of the crowd as his tickling act.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This might have been poorly timed on Cholo’s part, then again I don’t know when a good time to tickle Mac Bane would ever be to be honest.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo laying in on the mind games here early on in this match for sure.
Bane turns around and is met with a clubbing right hand from Cholo, but the Texan is pissed and fires back with a right hand of his own! On either side of the guardrailing the two begin to unload haymakers at each other, shots that might normally cause someone to hit the mat but with the adrenaline running seem to be bouncing off each other with little effect! Bane reaches back and unloads a shot to the shoulder of Cholo, but it just so happens at the same time Cholo had the same thing in mind. The two back off holding their shoulders in pain, which gives Bane time to get back over the guardrailing and back to the ringside area. Cholo slips back into the ring, still showing some signs from that single leg crab from earlier.
FLASH ROTTEN: We’re getting this one back into the ring finally, these two just going back and forth here with the attacks. It’s been a war of attrition up to this point, and honestly I don’t see this one changing anytime soon.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Very reminiscent of their previous wars, that's for sure. This one is going to be an absolute meat grinder before it’s over.
FLASH ROTTEN: Someone’s going to have to submit first, that’s the only way we’re going to move onto the second stage and then possibly a third stage after that.
Bane slides into the ring and is met with a couple of snap boots by Cholo, but the big Texan is still able to pull himself back up to his feet which causes the challenger to switch to the jab shots and a couple of back handed chops. Bane responds with a couple of chops of his own, but Cholo ducks under a big swinging right hand and latches right onto the shoulder of Bane with a standing armbar that puts all of Cholo’s body weight right down onto the joint. Bane yells out in pain as he drops to a knee trying to fight off his challenger’s great counter move. The two begin to struggle a bit as the referee checks in on the champion to see if he’s going to give up, but Bane shakes off the referee.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Once again, does Mac Bane risk a shoulder injury going into the next stage? Or does he tap here and live to fight on?
FLASH ROTTEN: While that’s a great point by you, I don’t think the champion is putting that much thought into any strategy right now he’s just trying to fight off the pain.
Bane’s shoulder continues to be wrenched by the challenger as the referee makes sure that Bane doesn’t want to tap out. The champion shakes it off, a little less definitive this time compared to before, but before it looks like it is going to get worse the long free arm of the champion is able to hook the back leg of Cholo and he is able to trip him up and off of the hold. Bane gets right back up to his feet his shoulder dangling from the hold, Cholo turns around but the champion leaps up and connects with a flying knee strike! A second driving knee strike and Cholo is backed up into the corner where Bane reaches back with his other arm and unloads with an absolute blast of a backhanded chop! With that same good arm Bane sends Cholo flying across the ring backfirst into the farside corner…
“THUUUD!”
…and it’s Cholo who hits the pads extremely hard this time. Bane charges across and is somehow able to fight through the pain to pull his right arm up into a clothesline position and strike!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Absolutely vicious clothesline into the corner, but Bane using that arm that Cholo targeted earlier might not have been the best of ideas.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Instincts. Hard to change what you’ve done a thousand times before.
Bane stumbles back from the pain which gives the challenge a chance to recover and charge in and strike…
“SLLLLLLAMM!”
…but Bane was ready for that and counters with a scoop powerslam that might have driven Cholo through the mat if it was any worse constructed. Bane immediately gets back up and heads over into the corner climbing up to the middle ropes. He raises his massive ham hock of a right hand and leaps from the middle ropes but Cholo gets his leg up in time and catches Bane in the chest! Bane is able to wrap his arm around that leg, however, and turns Cholo’s counter into a counter of his own right into a Texas Cloverleaf!
FLASH ROTTEN: What an incredible counter to the counter by Mac Bane there and he’s got the challenger dead to rights in the middle of the ring in that devastating submission hold.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The Cloverleaf doesn’t give Cholo much of a chance to wiggle around and squirm his way towards the ring ropes.
FLASH ROTTEN: And we can hear Mac Bane just screaming towards the challenger to tap out as he leans back in that hold.
DERRICK DIAMOND: To get out of this Cholo’s going to have use his upper body strength to pull himself up and crawl to the ring ropes. Which probably feels like a mile away at this point.
Sure enough to fight this hold Cholo pushes down on the mat and pushes himself up trying to crawl forward. After a couple of feet the injured shoulder of Cholo gives out which leaves him to crawl with only the one. Mac Bane continues to yell and demands for Cholo to tap out, the referee keeps on checking but the challenger is not ready to give in just yet.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Maybe Cholo should tap here, he’s not going to be able to walk after this if he doesn’t.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo continuing to try and drag himself towards those ring ropes. He’s not ready to quit, not yet!
Slowly the hand of Cholo goes up into the air as Bane wrenches back on the cloverleaf putting and incredible amount of pressure on the legs and lower back of the challenger. Everyone in the crowd waits with bated breath as Cholo’s hand shakes ready to tap, but instead he reaches and grabs the bottom ropes. The referee informs the champion, but Bane doesn’t let go and instead pulls with his might taking Cholo back towards the middle to reassert the hold. However, just before Bane sits back down Cholo is able to take advantage of the lack of leverage and rolls under through Bane’s legs breaking the hold! Bane goes flipping as Cholo shows off his technical skill.
FLASH ROTTEN: A great counter there by the challenger and he has freed himself from that devastating hold.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You can see the effects that had on Cholo, though. He’s lucky to be standing.
But Cholo’s not standing for long as Mac Bane buries his injured shoulder right into the injured lower back of the challenger and sends him crashing chest first into the corner turnbuckle. Bane continues with a clubbing shots to attack that lower back of his challenger causing pain that races through all of Cholo’s limbs. Bane lifts up Cholo and places him onto the turnbuckle facing away from the ring, for good measure he hits a couple of more shots to the back and follows him up to the top. The crowd stirs to their feet as they know they’re about to see something that could be extremely bad for one of these two men. Bane wraps his arms around the waist of the challenger and lifts…
“SSSSSLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAMM!”
…but the sound you heard was only the body of Mac Bane hitting the mat as Cholo is somehow able to land on his feet after the attempted belly to back superplex!! The crowd pops as Cholo races up right behind the champion, who is stunned from the impact of the move, and wraps on the full nelson once again!
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo’s got him!! Cholo’s got him for a second time here with El Matador!! Bane’s got nowhere to go…
DERRICK DIAMOND: What an incredible counter from the top ropes and now the challenger has the champion dead center in the ring.
Mac Bane struggles as he tries to walk towards the ring ropes, but just before he’s able to touch the top ropes with those long arms Cholo wraps his legs around the champion and drops backwards onto the canvas holding onto that full nelson about as tight as possible. Bane’s face is beyond red and turning shades of purple as the referee checks in on him. Bane struggles, even grabbing the referee by the shirt at one point but then it happens, Bane taps out to El Matador!!
DING DING DING!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: The winner of the first stage of the match, Cholo!
FLASH ROTTEN: He did it! He did it! Cholo has put the champion in the defensive here as he takes the first stage of this match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: If I were him, I’d just hold onto that move since stage two welcomes us all to hell!
FLASH ROTTEN: There needs to be a reset to this match, and the referee is informing Cholo that he must break the hold before moving onto the next stage of this championship bout. Cholo doesn’t seem to be too happy about being forced to break the hold, but he does so…
Cholo is backed off into the corner as Mac Bane crawls towards the otherside of the ring, the referee stands between the challenger and the champion at this point and is doing his best to inform them both what the next stage of the match will be. Needless to say, Mac Bane isn’t listening as he struggles to even get to a vertical base after having the full nelson locked around his throat for a good amount of time. Cholo, on the other hand, acts like a wild bull just waiting for the gate to go up and charge. The referee turns towards the timekeeper at ringside and calls for the bell…
DING DING DING!!
…but before the third ding of the bell, Choilo is already across the ring and trying to once again hook on the full nelson!! The crowd gets to their feet thinking that this second stage might be over before it even begins. Mac Bane does everything possible to keep from letting Cholo lock his hands across his throat for a third time this match. In the struggle between the two, Mac Bane is able land a stunning back elbow to the midsection of Cholo, but with Cholo holding Mac is forced to up his counter attack and ducks between the top and middle ropes in the corner sending Cholo face first into the ring turnbuckle!
FLASH ROTTEN: Great counter by the champion able to escape from yet another El Matador attempt by the challenger.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane’s struggling with his shoulder now, you can see the toll holding out that long before submitting in the first stage has done to his body. Not being able to follow up that great counter right now is costing him a chance to get back into this match.
FLASH ROTTEN: And remember, Mac Bane picked this stage and what he picked was no rules, anything goes match. Which if you’ve been paying attention falls right into the champion’s wheelhouse as he’s been the one willing to do anything it takes to hold onto his title belt.
Cholo is back to his feet and Bane gears up and throws his first haymaker in a while, but with his off hand, he follows that up by attempting to drop another haymaker with is bad shoulder but Cholo is able to catch that and…
“SLLLLLAMM!”
…is able to counter with a neckbreaker! The champion hits the canvas hard, but has the awareness to roll out of the ring and to the floor to safety. Cholo’s not about to let the champion recover on the outside of the and he follows to the floor right after the champ.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane has made a living on the outside of the ring, and add to that the fact there are no rules? Well, if I were Cholo I’d just wait inside the ring.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo going after Mac Bane, probably thinking not to let a wounded dog have a chance to recover here on the outside.
Cholo charges around the side of the ring connecting with a double axehandle shot right between the shoulder blades of the champion. Bane stumbles forward, nearly falling into the steel steps leading into the ring, but is able to stop himself just in time. Cholo charges in again from behind…
“CRRRRRRRASSSHHH!”
…but somehow the champion is able to side step the challenger and he sends Cholo crahing right into the steel steps on the outside!! The top half is knocked off from the impact of Cholo’s body. Bane immediately picks up the challenger by the back of the head and for good measure slams Cholo down face first right onto the bottom half steel steps. Bane, now with a smile on his face, heads towards the ring apron with bad intentions.
FLASH ROTTEN: I can’t imagine what Mac Bane is looking for underneath that ring, but he’s had all day to plan for this part of the match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I think it truly is time for Mac Bane to welcome Cholo to hell.
And sure enough from under the ring Mac Bane slides out a sledgehammer. The crowd reacts loudly as Bane holds up the sledgehammer for all to see before turning his attention to a recovering Cholo. Bane charges in…
“SMMMACK!”
…landing a hammer shot right to the side of his opponent. The entire Texas crowd gasps in sudden silence as Cholo crumples back down onto the bottom part of the steps. Bane stands over his fallen opponent and lifts up the sledgehammer high over his head once again.
“SMMMMMACK!”
Connecting with a second shot right down onto the chest of his opponent. Bane then tosses the sledgehammer up and over his shoulders right into the ring as he stands over Cholo’s body on the steps. Blood is now pouring from the head of Cholo as Bane reaches down and wipes it over his hands.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my God. This is truly a disturbing sight to see here folks. Mac Bane using that sledgehammer and just busting open his opponent, possibly breaking some ribs with the second shot.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And now all he has to do is drag Cholo back into that ring and cover him up for an easy three count to win this stage of the match.
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane’s one step ahead of you there, as he begins to pull the absolute limp body of Cholo right off of that bottom half of the steel steps.
Bane is pulling his challenger by the arm, sliding him across the ring mat on the outside back towards the middle. Bane reaches down and scoops up Cholo who is sporting the crimson mask at this point and rolls him right back into the ring after some effort. Bane slides into the ring and with a quick crawl goes for a pin on Cholo.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE---KICKOUT!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Holy sh--
FLASH ROTTEN: Somehow Cholo kicked out! Somehow he got his shoulder up at the last possible moment and I think the only person even in more shock than this crowd is Mac Bane himself.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh, he’s confused alright.
Bane looks at the referee in shock and then gets back up to his feet not wanting to waste anymore time in this match. Bane scrambles around looking for the sledgehammer that he tossed in over his head earlier, locating in near the far side ropes. He picks it up waiting for Cholo to get back up to his feet and charges in at his opponent, but Cholo is able to duck under the shot. Cholo slings himself off of the ropes and flys through the air connecting with a flying forearm knocking the champion down and sending the sledgehammer out of the ring in the process. Both men lay on the ground in the middle of the ring sucking as much wind as possible. The crowd cheers loudly, gathering in support of Cholo and urging him to pick himself up.
FLASH ROTTEN: Both men are down, the toll of this match is showing on both of them.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s a real shame that that sledgehammer fell out of the ring, because I’m sure that Cholo would love to return the favor with that thing.
Both men begin to get back up to their feet, the blood still trickling down the face of the challenger while the champion uses the ropes to himself back up to a vertical base. Bane charges and swings wildly with a clothesline attempt, but Cholo is able to duck underneath that and from behind connects with a back stabber!! Cholo hooks the legs of Bane with a double stack and goes for a cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE?
NO!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane gets the shoulder up at the last possible moment! Cholo nearly pulling off this second stage and winning the WGWF Heavyweight Championship in the process.
DERRICK DIAMOND: By the looks of it, that cover must have surprised Bane more than anything else. I think the big Texan still has plenty left in the gas tank.
Cholo rolls to the oustide of the ring, and now he’s the one fishing under the ring apron eventually he’s able to take out a couple of steel chairs. One of which he slides into the ring, and the other he carries with him. Cholo waits for Bane to begin to stir in the ring as he winds up on the chair and unloads the moment the champion turns around…
“SMMMMMMMMACKK!”
…connecting with a shot right between the eyes!! Bane wasn’t able to even put a hand up in defense and the metal of the chair landed true. Bane falls to his knees in the ring, which gives Cholo another wide open shot to unload with that chair.
“SMMMMMMMMMMACK!”
What you didn’t think he would? Cholo nails Bane with a second chair shot leaving a massive dent in the chair itself and a dent in the forehead of Mac Bane. But before the blood begins to trickle downwards the champion falls face forwards and onto the mat. Cholo drops the chair and flips the champion over onto his back, he hooks the leg again and goes for the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!?
NO!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane gets the shoulder up somehow, someway! The champion kicks out and Cholo is complete and utter shock as is the rest of this crowd. They were all ready to celebrate a new champion here tonight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It wasn’t a slow count by any means, Bane just managed to throw that shoulder up. I don’t believe it either.
Cholo wipes the blood from the look of disbelief on his face as he gets up and heads over to the nearest corner of the ring. He picks up the extra chair and wedges it between the top and middle corner turnbuckles before back over to where Mac Bane is still having trouble trying to get back to his feet. Bane tries to pull himself up using Cholo, but Cholo grabs him by the back of the head and unloads of a couple of right hands before pulling the champion all the way back up to his feet. Cholo shows off the strength he has as he lifts up the champion over his shoulder and charges towards the corner with the chair in it…
“SMMMMMMMMMACKK!”
…but Mac Bane slips out of the running power slam attempt and shoves Cholo chest first into the steel chair instead!! Cholo spins around right into the waiting arms of the champion who lifts Cholo high into the air into a vertical suplex…
“SLLLLLLLLLLLLAMMMMM!”
…driving the champion damn near through the mat with the suplex slam!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Branded!! Branded!! Mac Bane hits that move that has ended hundreds of matches in his career on the challenger dead center in the ring!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: But Mac Bane is down on the mat as well, he’s not to make the pin attempt.
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane might still be dazed from those two chair shots and is taking some time trying to find where Cholo is in the ring.
Bane eventually reaches out with his hand and slowly drapes it over the chest of Cholo. The referee dives into position to make the count on the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE-SHOULDER UP!
FLASH ROTTEN: No! No! Cholo got the shoulder up!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane wasn’t able to put most of his weight on that pin attempt and that’s all the opening Cholo needed to flip that shoulder up right at the end.
FLASH ROTTEN: This stage has certainly pushed both men to their absolute limit. Truly both have been welcomed into the gates of hell here tonight.
Mac Bane slides out of the ring and heads to the ring apron where once again he goes digging for what’s underneath. This time he pulls out a long wooden table which makes this Texas crowd extremely happy, but before he sets the thing up his eyes meet up with that of the sledgehammer that he had earlier. Bane stops dealing with the table in favor of his trusty hammer. Bane slides back into the ring as Cholo is stumbling around in the ring trying to get his barrings. Cholo has managed to pick up a chair, but he drags it around like a caveman as he moves about. Bane sneaks up from behind and as Cholo spins around…
“SMMMACKK!”
…hits the chair in Cholo’s hands with the sledgehammer!! Cholo was able to block, Bane’s hand drives into the chair as a result. Bane drops the sledgehammer in pain and that gives Cholo an opening to wrap his arms around the champion with another full nelson hold!! Cholo locks the hold in tightly again.
FLASH ROTTEN: El Matador!! Once again Cholo has that full nelson locked in on Mac Bane, the same hold that won him the first stage of this match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo trying to once again choke the life out of his opponent here, everything on the line here now!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane struggling, but fading here. We’re going to have a new champion!!
Bane’s arms slow down and begin to droop a bit as Cholo squeezes so tightly that his own face turns beat red along with the champions’. Bane drops to one knee as he slowly stops fighting against the hold, the crowd begins to seize the moment to begin to rally to the possibility of a new champion here tonight.
“SMMMMMACKK!”
“SMMMMMACKK!”
Bane shocks that crowd as he is able to grab a hold of one of the chairs in the ring and smacks Cholo on the top of the head twice!! Bane is able to break free as Cholo grabs the top of his head in pain.
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane breaks free! The champion luckily got ahold of one of those chairs and used it to break free.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The breaks just keep on breaking in favor of the champion here tonight.
Bane gets back up to his feet coughing, and just as Cholo turns around he is hit by a pop-up powerbomb by the champion sending Cholo backfirst into the corner turnbuckles! Cholo bounces off the corner right into the arms of the champion one more time. Bane lifts him up into the air…
“SLLLLLLLLAMM!”
…and drives him to the mat for a second time with Branded! However, this time Cholo’s back lands directly onto that steel chair. The moment Cholo stops bouncing, Bane hooks the legs of the challenger for the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!
FLASH ROTTEN: And the winner of the second stage, the champion Mac Bane!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Incredible warfare through that stage, both men left bloody and beaten.
FLASH ROTTEN: But now, the final stage. The stage that will determine who will walk out of WrestleWar the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion.and how fitting will it be here in the heart of Texas we have ourselves a Texas Death Match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: An absolutely brutal match, not only do you have to pin your opponent but then hurt them enough that they can’t answer the ten count. From what we’ve seen so far in this match, that’s going to take a lot to keep either of these two down for a ten count.
FLASH ROTTEN: Both men have been battered, perhaps one of them can manage to keep the other down someway yet.
The referee gets between Mac Bane and Cholo, he directs Bane over towards the corner as Cholo crawls towards his. With some last minute words and going over the rules the referee calls for the bell to start the third stage.
DING DING DING!
Here we go! Both men pull themselves to the middle of the ring, equally drenched in sweat with crusted blood being overtaken by a dribble of the fresh stuff and just stand there nearly nose to nose. The challenger and the champion standing there as their chests heave in and out breath with a long stare down.
This goes on for a little bit. The crowd begins to stir once again, in the middle of what has been a war these two are refusing to back down to the other one. Even in a stare down. The roar of the crowd grows even louder, but neither man moves. Neither man gives an inch. In fact, the two both dare to take a step forward and now they’re nose to nose.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m getting chills here, absolute chills. If you think the hell these two have put each other through not just tonight, but over the course of this year and now in the midst of chaos they just stand there.
FLASH ROTTEN: This crowd seems to understand that too. Neither man has to utter a word here tonight, just looking through the others’ eyes right down into their soul. One of these two men will be defeated here tonight, but right now they are immortal.
If this were a hockey fight the gloves would have just come off. The stare down has ended, both men begin to unload on each other with haymakers dead center in the ring and the crowd loves every second of it. If this were a hockey fight, this would be Bob Probert vs. Marty McSorley who went nearly one hundred seconds throwing shots at each other. Neither man backs down from the other's attack and with each hit they seem only to swing harder. Both men have grown nearly feral at this point, their wounds have been reopened, hatred fills their eyes and they continue to swing with everything they’ve got left.
FLASH ROTTEN: The champion and the challenger go back and forth in the middle of the ring!! But after what has been a hell of a fight they are starting to slow down a little bit.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Arms get tired, even professional boxers can’t throw haymakers forever.
With more time in between shots the two begin to move around a bit, a big right hand from Mac Bane finally backs up the challenger. However, as Bane goes for a follow up Cholo is able to duck under the right hand again and he slings himself off the ropes. Cholo leaps into the air and for the second time tonight connects with that flying forearm of his that causes the champion to stumble backwards up against the ropes. Bane springs from the ropes right back towards his opponent…
“SLLLLLLLAMMM!”
…and eats a powerslam!! Cholo flipping Bane over extremely quick causing the huge impact of that slam. Cholo is right up to his feet again and eyes the steel chair which is still laying in the ring from the last stage. He quickly scoops that up and gets ready to unload one more time, the crowd gets ready one more time, but as Cholo turns around to knock the champion down, Bane is there and connects with a kick that sends the chair right into the face of the challenger!! Cholo is down on the mat and Bane falls on top of him for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FLASH ROTTEN: And now the question is can Cholo answer the ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That chair went right into the forehead of Cholo, it might have opened up another gash there as there is just blood oozing out all over the mat.
FLASH ROTTEN: The referee has begun his count here, Mac Bane is still pulling himself up to his feet but he’s going to have a chance to recover here now.
The referee has already gotten up to five. At six, Cholo begins to stir and begins to pull himself back up to his feet. The crowd begins to cheer in order to help push the challenger back up to a standing vertical base and by eight he’s once again standing. Standing well enough for the referee to allow the match to continue here. Bane unloads with a couple of right hands and then hits a running knee strike which causes Cholo to hit the mat once again. Bane looks around and heads to the outside of the ring as if an idea has just leapt into his brain. The champion picks up the table that he pulled out earlier in the match and slides it into the ring, much to the enjoyment of the crowd.
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane with that table, and this cannot be good for the challenger whatsoever. That man has evil intentions on his mind as he is just thinking of ways to keep Cholo down for the ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: So many ways he could go with this one, but anyway that he chooses I sure hope the WGWF medical staff is ready to go.
Bane sets up the table near the hard camera side of the ring and then turns his attention back towards his opponent. Bane kicks Cholo right in the midsection and sets him into a standing headscissor hold, with a lift he hoists the challenger high over his head into a powerbomb but his one shoulder still isn’t one hundred percent and the moment’s hesitation allows Cholo to free himself and Cholo quickly drops Bane to the mat with a DDT!! The crowd pops hard for that counter as Cholo saved himself and his hopes in this match. The challenger’s eyes look at the table in front of him and now he’s the one with bad ideas on the brain as he pulls Bane back up to his feet and sends him into the ropes…
“CRRRRRASSSSSHH!”
…driving the WGWF Champion through the table with a spinning spinebuster slam that causes the table to explode in half from the impact!! Cholo hooks the leg of the champion for the cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FLASH ROTTEN: And now it is Mac Bane who is going to have to answer before the count of ten.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He’s also going to have to pull splinters out for the next few days afterwards.
The referee has already gotten to the three, but Cholo isn’t going to wait around like Bane did to see what happens, instead Cholo dips to the outside of the ring over to where the steel steps have already been knocked over and he begins to dig under the ring. The referee’s count has gotten to seven and Bane begins to roll back up to his feet. He’s not looking too good, however, and crawls towards the referee to pull himself back up while stopping the referee from continuing the count. Bane rests up against the ropes, but the moment his eyes lay upon what Cholo has brought into the ring he can rest no more.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh my, Cholo has brought in from the under the ring the toolbox in which they keep the tools to put the ring together with.
FLASH ROTTEN: He’s going full Sears here tonight.
Cholo unclasps the toolbox and picks it into the air before slowly turning it over and dumping all the various ring tools onto the canvas. He then dumps the box to the outside as he looks over the heavy weaponry that lays at his feet. The first one up in his hands is an oversized wrench, Cholo doesn’t waste anytime and charges across the ring going for the knockout blow, but Bane is able to move out of the way avoiding a wrench to the face. However, Cholo is still quick and before Bane can counter he nails the champion in the ribs with the wrench not once, but twice. Bane doubles over in pain and stumbles as he attempts to run away from the challenger. Cholo goes after him, but Bane connects with a back elbow shot which causes Cholo to drop the wrench. From out of nowhere Bane then connects with a STO that drives Cholo to the mat, both men are down in pain.
FLASH ROTTEN: Both men are down, both men are in some serious pain now. We have waded out into the deep waters now.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m waiting for someone to use the kitchen sink at this point, to be honest.
Bane rolls to the outside of the ring and to safety, Cholo crawls over to where the rest of the ring tools are laying and grabs the mini-sledge. Bane, on the other hand, begins to dig under the ring and grabs a hold of a ladder!! The crowd gives some approval for the choice of the weapon as Bane slides the ladder back into the ring, The champion is able to pick up the ladder in time to prevent getting hit by the mini-sledge! Bane then lifts the ladder into his arms and heaves it across the back of the challenger! Cholo lets out a scream in pain as the metal bounces off. Bane picks up the ladder one more time and is about to drop the ladder one more time but Cholo slams the mini-sledge hammer right into his midsection instead!! Bane falls backwards in pain as Cholo rolls away.
FLASH ROTTEN: There has been carnage left all over this ring now. I don’t even know if there’s enough room to make a pin attempt at this point.
DERRICK DIAMOND: We might need some cleaning up here just in case, right?
Cholo looks at the mallet in his hands and then at the ladder, he drops the mallet and instead goes for the ladder in the ring. The referee, who hasn’t had much to do, has pushed out some of the pieces of the broken table to the floor. Cholo places his head through the ladder as Bane gets back up to his feet…
“SMMACK!”
“SMMACK!”
…and nails the champion twice as he spins around with the ladder over his shoulders!! Cholo then lifts up the ladder and places between the middle and top ropes as he heads over towards the champion and picks him up. The challenger throws Bane into the ropes, scoops, spins and…
“CRAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSH!”
...gives the champion a spinning sidewalk slam right down onto the propped up ladder!! There is so much impact from that slam that the metal ladder bent in a couple of places where Mac Bane’s back connected. Cholo immediately goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FLASH ROTTEN: Can the champion answer the ten count again?! That was one hell of a shot he just took crashing through the ladder
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo might have taken some of that as well, he just rolled off after that pin and isn’t moving around much himself. The toll of this match has made both men slow in getting up.
The referee hits six and Bane just now starts to move, he does his best to grab a hold of the ring ropes in order to pull himself up to his feet. Slowly he tries to pull himself back up to his feet as the referee continues to count.
SEVEN!!
EIGHT!!
NINE!!
TE--NO!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane is back up to his feet and the referee stops the count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How he made it I will never know.
However, Bane doesn’t have any time to recover as Cholo charges in and connects with a running clothesline that not only sends the champion up and over the top ropes, but also sends himself up and over to the outside of the ring!! Cholo eventually is the first one back up on the outside after a few moments, Bane is also somehow back to crawling across the floor. Cholo flips up the ring apron looking underneath the ring until he finds his target. As he slides out the object, the entire crowd erupts in unison.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And now this match is about to get crazy.
FLASH ROTTEN: It wouldn’t be a Texas Death Match without a little barbed wire! The challenger has a spool the wire out now and this is going to get bad.
Poking himself in the process, Cholo tosses the spool of barbed wire into the ring. He then makes his way over towards Mac Bane and hits him a couple of times for good measure before pulling the big Texan back up, but Bane hits the challenger in the ribs with a back elbow. Bane then lifts the challenger up onto his back…
“TTTHHHHHHHHHUMP!!”
…hitting him with a backdrop driver right onto the bottom half of the steel steps!! With Bane’s weight crashing down onto his body Cholo hits with a heavy thump. Bane eventually pulls himself up and throws the challenger back into the ring as he follows suit. It is at this moment that the champion’s eyes lock onto that of the spool of barbed wire that Cholo tossed into the ring earlier. Bane picks up the barbed wire and shoves it between the top and middle ropes, poking himself in the process.
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane’s set up that barbed wire, this might be the end here folks.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This isn’t going to be pretty no matter what happens.
Bane picks up the challenger and sends him for a ride!! Cholo hits the barbed wire chest first into the corner, but before he can pull himself away the champion crashing in right behind him shoving his chest even further into the wire!! Sure enough the barbs have dug into the chest at a number of points into Cholo’s chest, some as caught onto the forearm of the challenger as well. Bane rips the challenger right out of the corner causing the spool of barbed wire to tear itself apart as Cholo stumbles backwards, Bane grabs the barbed wire and throws it at Cholo just as he charges in…
“SMMMMMACKK!”
…and connects with an absolutely vicious head strike right to the side of the head that sandwiches the barbed wire against the challenger’s head! Cholo hits the mat hard as Bane thinks about a cover, but instead pulls the bloody challenger back up to his feet once again. Bane takes some of the barbed wire and begins to wrap it around the head and neck area of his challenger.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The champ is turning the challenger into a barbed wire mummy!
FLASH ROTTEN: These two just keep on upping the ante in this match, but this isn’t just a WGWF World Title match, this is beyond personal a feud that has raged for the entirety of the year.
Bane tosses the mummified Cholo into the corner and charges in going for another splash, but Cholo moves out of the way and Bane hits the corner turnbuckle hard. Cholo fires away with a couple of wild clotheslines into the corner, and then he stops and begins to wrap the barbed wire around his forearm. Cholo then begins to fire away with some more clotheslines!! Cholo then scoops up the big Texan and seats him up onto the top of the turnbuckle and begins to climbs up along with him. Cholo fires a couple of more barbed wire wrapped shots into the forehead of Bane until he decides to just grind away instead!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He’s ripping up flesh like a paper shredder!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Neither of these wrestlers will ever look the same after this one!
With Bane in a bad way, Cholo works to get around him, planting a massive move off of the turnbuckle. He gets to Bane’s side, starting to grab his arm to try and lift him into position for El Matador once again!! But Bane fights him off with an elbow, nearly sending Cholo flying. The challenger hangs on, then punches away at Bane, stunning him with the shots. Cholo then looks to the audience, calling for them to take flight off the top, as he starts to get under Bane… but Bane fires up with a barbed-wire-wrapped fist, right into Cholo’s nether regions!!!! Cholo (and every single male in the arena) groan in agony, as he slumps down onto the top rope, hanging there as Bane wipes blood out of his eyes.
FLASH ROTTEN: Good thing Cholo likes to help orphans, because I don’t know if he’s going to have any kids of his own now!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That had to be excruciating!!
FLASH ROTTEN: For him AND us!
As Cholo stays on the turnbuckle, hanging there, Bane slides off to the mat. He picks up a discarded chair, turning and viciously smashing Cholo in the head once more!! Cholo slumps, not moving, as Bane stumbles away, leaving the ring. He goes outside, pulling out another table from underneath the ring!! But this one looks to be special, as it’s got a brand marked right in the top of it. A brand that looks like Mac Bane’s symbol. Spikes are coming out of it, sticking up in the air. The table, which looks heavily fortified, is slid into the ring, with Bane coming back in after it and setting it up in the middle of the ring.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That table looks nasty!!
FLASH ROTTEN: This one’s not for Thanksgiving meals, this one’s for funeral details!
Bane looks around at the fans, putting an evil grin on his face, before he pulls out a small wick and lights it, throwing it on the table… which immediately goes up in flames!!! The crowd begins to chant “Holy Shit!!!” as the table stands tall, on fire, with Bane heading back to the turnbuckle.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh My God!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I was wrong, it’s not a funeral, it’s a cremation!!
As Bane climbs up next to Cholo, he says a few words to him, telling him that all of this could have been avoided if Cholo had just stayed away. He then grabs hold of Cholo, turning him so that he can set him in place for a top rope Branded!!! The crowd is going wild, terrified of what’s about to happen, as Bane lifts Cholo up… and in a stunning act of athleticism, Cholo twists free at the apex, landing on the turnbuckle post behind Bane!! Before Bane can react, Cholo grabs hold of him, locking his arms, and leaping them BOTH FORWARD!!!
“CRRRAAASSSHHH!!!!”
“KABOOOOMMMM!!!!”
The ring shakes, as both men going through the table apparently set off an explosive charge underneath!!!! The ring itself is on fire now, as the referee calls for help. Fire extinguishers begin going off around the outside from the alert attendants, putting things out before they get out of control.
DERRICK DIAMOND: HOLY SHIT!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: DAMN, that was loud!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s hard to see what happened, but obviously that table was rigged!
FLASH ROTTEN: What??
DERRICK DIAMOND: I SAID IT WAS RIGGED!!!
As the spray from the fire extinguishers dies down, the referee moves in, checking where both wrestlers have ended up. He then drops, making a count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Hold on, who just got counted there?? Was it Cholo or Mac? I can’t tell!!! Was it BOTH of them???
The referee pulls himself against the ropes, beginning to raise his hands in the air, counting away.
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Neither man appears to be stirring, as they took a tremendous impact from the table landing. The crowd seems on the edge of hysteria, waiting to see what’s going to happen.
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh, damn, tell me we’re not going to have a double countout!!! Not after all this!!!
SEVEN!!!
EIGHT!!!
There’s movement in the wreckage. The crowd gets on its feet, trying to see what’s going to happen.
NINE!!!
At the last second, a bloody, battered wrestler hauls himself to his feet, grabbing hold of the ropes in order to stay up…
DERRICK DIAMOND: IT’S CHOLO!!!! CHOLO’S UP!!!!
The crowd roars, even as the referee signals one more time…
TEN!!!!!!!
The referee waves his arms, signaling for the bell, as an absolutely exhausted Cholo drops to his knees, gasping for breath. The crowd is going absolutely bonkers, clapping and stomping so loud, it completely fills up the arena. It’s over. He’s done it.
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: CHOLO GIOVANNI SANTANA
Match Time: 1:03:47
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DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s over!!! CHOLO HAS RECLAIMED THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my God, what a match!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It was the fight of the year so far, and it’s hard to see anyone top it, as Cholo and Mac really went all out in this one!!! A war to end all wars, and it ends with Cholo becoming a World Champion for the second time!!
FLASH ROTTEN: My ears may never be the same…
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s been an unbelievable weekend, folks!! What a way to end it!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Time to hit the bar!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Congratulations once again to all of our competitors for putting on an awe-inspiring show!! Good night!!!
As Cholo is handed the World Heavyweight Championship, he cradles it like a lost friend, holding it tightly against himself. Medics are coming in now to check on both men, with Cholo pushing them off. It’s clear he wants to celebrate, no matter how much he’s hurting at the moment. He raises up the championship, showing it to the roaring crowd. We cut backstage, where we see CJ Phoenix, the new #1 Contender, slowly applauding. He smiles, ready for his turn, as we slowly fade out.
The atmosphere is electric as fans of all ages stream into the grand entrance of AT&T Stadium, buzzing with excitement for Night 2 of WrestleWars. The glow of lights and the echo of high-energy music fill the air. Banners featuring wrestling stars hang from the pillars, swaying slightly as cheers erupt sporadically throughout the crowd.
CUT TO: ENTRANCE GATE
At the gate, TICKET TAKERS in WGWF-branded gear hold sleek tablets. As fans approach, the ticket takers offer a warm, enthusiastic greeting.
TICKET TAKER #1
(to a FAMILY approaching)
Welcome to WrestleWars! Don’t forget to pick your champion for the Television Title Match tonight! Just scan your ticket right here and make your selection!
The FATHER of the family, sporting a vintage wrestling tee, beams as he scans their tickets. The tablet screen lights up, showing the contenders for the Television Title Match.
FATHER
Alright, team, who are we voting for?
The KIDS chime in excitedly, each shouting their favorite. They finally agree, and the father taps the screen. A CONFIRMATION MESSAGE pops up.
TABLET SCREEN
Thank you for your selection! Stay tuned, you might just win a prize tonight! EEEEE!
TICKET TAKER #1
(smiling)
Great choice! Enjoy the show and keep your fingers crossed!
The family moves on, buzzing with the added thrill of possibly winning something extra tonight.
CUT TO: ANOTHER TICKET TAKER
TICKET TAKER #2 hands a tablet to a GROUP OF FRIENDS, all in their twenties, debating their picks.
FRIEND #1
It's got to be the underdog, man. He’s due for a win!
FRIEND #2
Nah, I’m telling you, the champ’s retaining. No way she loses tonight!
They laugh and argue good-naturedly, each scanning their tickets and making their selections. Their excitement is palpable as they discuss the potential outcomes.
Friend 1 tries to select the small text of the contenders, but it doesn't let him click. He tries a few times, and it won't work. With a sigh, he clicks on the correct name--the champ.
TICKET TAKER #2
(locking in their choices)
All set! Good luck with your picks!
CUT TO: OVERHEAD SHOT
The flow of fans continues, each group stopping briefly at the gates to engage in this unique interactive experience. The camera pans over the crowd, capturing the vibrant energy and collective anticipation of a memorable night at WrestleWars.
SCENE 2:
INT. AT&T STADIUM ENTRANCE - NIGHT
The buzz of excitement at AT&T Stadium is palpable as fans in colorful wrestling gear queue eagerly, waiting to enter for Night 2 of WrestleWars. Bright lights flash, music pumps through the air, and large screens display highlights from last night's bouts.
CUT TO: ENTRANCE GATE
A large sign hangs above the ticket takers in the west gate, near the big parking lot: "Select Your Winner to Enter!" Each TICKET TAKER holds a sleek tablet here as well, ready to engage with the incoming fans.
TICKET TAKER #1
(welcoming a COUPLE in line)
Good evening! Before you scan your tickets, remember you have to pick the winner of tonight’s Television Title Match. No selection, no entry!
The COUPLE exchanges a look of surprise and slight anxiety, quickly huddling together to discuss their choice. The TICKET TAKER waits patiently, the tablet screen showing vibrant graphics of the two contenders.
WOMAN
(to MAN)
We better choose right, or we’re not getting in!
MAN
I say we go with the champ. She’s been unstoppable.
The WOMAN nods, and they scan their tickets. The MAN tentatively taps the champ’s image on the screen.
TABLET SCREEN
Selection Recorded. EEEEE! Enjoy WrestleWars!
The TICKET TAKER smiles and gestures them forward.
TICKET TAKER #1
Enjoy the show! Keep your ticket handy for a chance at a prize later!
CUT TO: ANOTHER TICKET TAKER with a FAMILY of four
TICKET TAKER #2
Alright, folks! Who are we cheering for tonight?
The YOUNG BOY, about eight years old, looks up worriedly.
YOUNG BOY
What if we pick the wrong one?
MOTHER
(hugging him gently)
There’s no wrong choice, honey. It’s all part of the fun!
The boy picks the obvious choice, as does his sister.
The FAMILY quickly comes to a consensus and makes their selection. The TICKET TAKER #2 assures them with a big grin.
TICKET TAKER #2
Great pick! Go on in and have a fantastic time!
CUT TO: GROUP OF FRIENDS at the gate, lively debate in progress
FRIEND #1
(urgent)
Come on, guys, we need to decide or they won’t let us in!
FRIEND #2
Just vote for the underdog. It’s more fun if there’s a surprise!
They quickly make their selection, the urgency adding to their excitement. To their surprise, however, the underdog names weren't letting them click. There was only one name available that actually allowed you to click on it.
TICKET TAKER #3
Alright, you’re all set! Maybe you'll even win the prize for picking the winner!
OVERHEAD SHOT
The camera captures the ongoing flow of fans, each group stopping at the gates to engage in the mandatory selection process. The vibrant energy turns to a mix of tension and thrill as each fan makes a crucial choice to gain entry.
As we cut away from the outside, we now see another torn, destroyed battlefield before us. The camera moves through it, as we begin to hear the same voice from yesterday evening.
”A war is not lost on a single battle. Sometimes the tide can turn in the most unexpected of ways.”
Another explosion is heard nearby, as we begin to see flashes in the fog of war.
”Sometimes the battles may head off in a new direction, taking the fight to places no one saw coming…”
“And sometimes the battle is just to decide where the war will turn next…”
“Sometimes… it’s the final battle.”
“The last time they will ever face off…”
“The one that truly… decides the war.”
“Welcome to WrestleWars… Night Two…”
The fighting gears up again, as the battle is once again joined. We cut away to Dallas once again, as the place appears just as sold out as it was last night, with many of the same fans taking in both nights. They’re still ravenous, ready for the action to begin, as we join our announcers once more.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Welcome to WrestleWar, Night Two!! We’ve already had one incredible night of action, where two new champions were crowned!
CJJ: I’m still celebrating Rocco Mont and J-Mont BOTH becoming champs on the same night!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That one won’t last, CJJ, we’re going to get our Intercontinental Title back!
CJJ: Not if J-Mont stays a free agent and takes it with him! Hah hah hah!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Ignoring my colleague here, we’ve got an even more action-packed night in store. Four championships will be on the line, including both the World Tag-Team Titles and the World Heavyweight Championship!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane has proven himself the superior champion in every way, and tonight, he puts a final nail in the coffin of the career of Cholo!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I would definitely not rule Cholo out! This is the man who won the Cannabis Cup! He’s the former champ, and tonight, he finally gets back what’s his!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Every match tonight is going to be a thrilling one, but right now, it’s time to find out who becomes the new X-Division Champion, which has laid vacant since the departure of one Clyde Newton! Who will hold the gold?
MEMPHIS BELLE Our first contest of the evening is scheduled for one fall, and will be for the vacated Smash X-Division Championship!!
The crowd gives a hearty cheer, knowing that they’re guaranteed to see a new champion in this one. The X-Division Title can be seen, hanging high above the ring.
MEMPHIS BELLE Introducing first…
“Break It Down” by Lil Debbie plays the venue’s interior surround systems. The audience immediately boos the young athlete coming out from the backstage area smiling at the hatred she receives. Amber stands center stage with her hands on her hips, staring out to the audience before doing a slow twirl where a spotlight shines only on her, creating the illusion of a silhouette. Once she faces the audience again, she snaps her fingers, and the lights return to normal before strutting down to the ring like on a model’s runway.
MEMPHIS BELLE Hailing from Boca Raton, Florida! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 143 pounds! She is “THE INFLUENCE” AMBER MANSLEY!
Amber stops before the apron facing the ring, then looks both ways at the fans at ringside booing her. She gently leans over the apron, shrugs her shoulders, and then kisses the camera. Amber holds onto the bottom rope with both hands before spinning herself into the ring, lying on the canvas in the center. The camera transitions to a sky-view with a single spotlight on her in the arena, and from the camera’s point of view, it looks like an artwork of Amber in a silhouette fashion. She gets back on her feet, snaps her finger to alert production to brighten the lights, and silences her music as she takes refuge in a corner, kicking her body up on the top rope to relax.
MEMPHIS BELLE And her opponent…
Before the Tron plays the Lights in the arena goes pitch black, The Tron play showing 3 little girls playing and looks at the camera and say, "They’re Here" and then slowly fades to black. A man's voice say" Run".
”Invade Destroy Repeat” by Powerman 5000 hits the PA system. The lights in the arena flicker in rhythm to the beats. As the theme builds more, Damage steps out of the back, followed by Corey Bull. The two men stand side-by-side on the stage, as the crowd goes crazy. Damage flips away his sunglasses, tossing them aside, before exchanging a fist bump with Bull and heading to the ring. Bull tells him to kick some ass before turning back.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’10” and weighing 328 lbs, from Detroit, Michigan, representing D.E.A.T.H., here is “THE UNTAMED DEMON” DAMAGE!!
With a smirk on his face, Damage starts walking down the ramp looking focused on the ring as he neglects the fans who were stretching their hand in hopes to touch his body. He reaches the end of the ramp and walks towards the ring apron. Damage pulls the top rope and climbs on the ring apron. He steps over the top rope with one leg and gets inside the ring. Damage walks to the center of the ring and looks at the fans of WGWF who were on their feet on seeing the untamed demon before as he raises his right hand in the air as the pyros goes on from all the corners of ring posts like a fountain. The crowd lets a huge pop in the arena. Damage removes his coolers and the Vest to handover them to stage hand as his music slowly dies. He paces to show that he is ready to dominate the match with the same smirk on his face.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage was expected to come into this one facing off against Clyde Newton. Instead, he’s fighting another member of The Fortunate Ones, with the vacated belt on the line!
CJJ: It’s one of those “Out of the frying pan, into the microwave” kind of things.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Into the microwave?
CJJ: You’ve got to modernize the sayings, Patrick. There aren’t fires under the frying pans anymore.
PATRICK MATHEWS: … So why not onto the heating coils?
CJJ: That’s just stupid. Microwave is much better.
As Mathews sputters, unsure how to answer that one, the bell rings. Both wrestlers walk forward, looking upwards at the championship hanging above them. Mansley, still showing some battle wounds from being in the Blood Bath match the night before, still looks extremely confident as she points upwards, claiming that championship as her own. Damage doesn’t take the bait, keeping his eyes locked on Mansley as he just shakes his head. Mansley glares at him, as he starts talking, telling her how he’s fine with her as a ‘substitute’ for the ass kicking he’s got planned. Mansley answer with a sharp strike across his face, with Damage taking it and quickly shaking it off, smirking. He swings himself, knocking Mansley against the ropes… but Mansley comes right back, slamming a knee upwards into Damage’s lower region, doubling him over!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oooooo, what a shot!
CJJ: Damage shouldn’t be underestimating Mansley. Didn’t he see her taking down Corey Bull, or how she did in the Blood Bath last night? Never doubt Amber again!
Mansley takes advantage of Damage being bent over, as she jumps up on the turnbuckle to the second rope, then jumps off, taking Damage down with the Verified diving tornado DDT into a guillotine choke!! She works to keep Damage on the mat, wanting to choke him out so that she can easily make her way up to the championship in peace. Damage is struggling against the hold, though, already beginning to fight his way out of it. He manages to shove Mansley off, breaking the hold, with Mansley looking surprised. She backs off, waiting, as Damage starts to get up. She then comes in for a spinning back kick, but Damage catches her leg, blocking it! He then steps forward, still holding her leg, and grabs her by the throat, slamming her down onto her back with a vicious sweep!! Mansley rolls away, hurting, as Damage takes a few seconds to recover, rubbing his throat.
With Mansley rolling out of the ring, Damage follows, stepping over the ropes and waiting on the apron for her to turn around. He then leaps, going for a double axehandle, but Mansley is able to roll aside, avoiding it. Damage doesn’t crash too hard, though, catching himself. He turns, as Mansley comes in with a bionic elbow, knocking him backwards towards one of the ladders set around the ring. Damage recovers, even as Mansley reaches under the ring, quickly pulling out a steel chair! She smacks it on the ground for emphasis, before turning and coming at Damage… who turns and boots the chair right back into her face!! Mansley’s down, rolling in pain, as Damage glares down at her.
CJJ: What a dirty move!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Seriously?
CJJ: It just shows how much of a coward Damage really is, using weapons against a lady nearly half his size. I have zero respect for him.
PATRICK MATHEWS: … Amber was still HOLDING the weapon!!
CJJ: And Damage could have just dodged!
Damage has now picked up the steel chair, staring at it, as the crowd cheers him on. They love seeing any member of The Fortunate Ones take a beating. But Damage just tosses the steel chair away, throwing it out of range, before he pulls Mansley back up. She tries to land a shot or two on him, but Damage blocks them with his arm, then kicks Mansley in the stomach. He then locks onto her, lifting Mansley up and tossing her with a release gutwrench suplex!! Mansley crashes hard, ending up against the guardrail, leaning there as she tries to focus after that horrendous landing. Damage, meanwhile, turns his attention away from her, instead walking over and grabbing the nearest ladder!!
The crowd cheers as Damage slides the ladder under the ropes, then climbs his way back in. He looks up at the championship, making sure he knows where it’s placed, before picking up the folded ladder and stepping over that direction. He lifts the ladder up into place, opening it, before planting it right underneath… and the ladder suddenly comes apart, breaking into two pieces!!! Damage, in disbelief, holds onto one part, which is more of a leaning ladder style now, as the other half has fallen backwards to the mat!! Damage angrily tosses it away, throwing it to the side, where some alert staff quickly remove the pieces from the field of play.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What on Earth happened there?!?!
CJJ: Wow, they just don’t make ladders like they used to, do they?
PATRICK MATHEWS: That ladder was sabotaged! It fell apart WAY too easily!
CJJ: C’mon, Patrick, do we need to start up conspiracy theories already tonight? We just started!
Looking a bit frustrated, Damage steps back out of the ring, towards where another ladder is waiting. He goes to grab it… and Mansley appears out of nowhere, smashing a kendo stick across his back!! Damage drops to his knees, stung, as Mansley swings again and again, splintering the kendo stick as she breaks it across Damage’s back with every shot! She throws away the remains of the stick, then jumps upwards onto the lowered Damage’s neck, smashing him down with Ate & Left No Crumbs (Curbstomp)!!!! Damage is down, not moving, as Mansley laughs victoriously over him. She then looks at the ladder, considering it, before grabbing hold of Damage instead and dragging him hard off to the side, near the ropes. She then reaches into a back pocket… pulling out a pair of handcuffs!!
The crowd boos, remembering these being used in the Xtreme Cage match at Last Dance. Mansley pays them no mind, pulling Damage’s arm up and working to get it close enough to the ropes so she can handcuff him, taking him out of the match! But Damage fights it, pulling his arm away, and as Mansley tries to bring him in closer, he wraps her up, surprising Mansley by tossing her over him… straight onto the steel steps!! Mansley rolls down them, ending up on the ground, in agony, as Damage holds his head and pulls himself up. He’s bleeding from the curbstomp, but ignores it, as he picks up the handcuffs and launches them away, sending them deep into the crowd!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Yes! No handcuffs used today!
CJJ: Hey, c’mon, fans, those are someone else’s property. You’ll return them, right? … Please?
With Mansley in a lot of pain, Damage stumbles over to her, grabbing hold. He quickly takes her down with The Demon’s Wrath (Scorpion death drop), taking her to the outside mat!! Mansley’s down and not moving, as Damage pulls himself up again, wiping some blood from his lip. He staggers over to the next ladder, giving it a quick shake to make sure it’s holding together. It seems to be doing okay, so Damage turns and puts it inside the ring. He rolls in, getting up and grabbing the ladder, lifting it into position underneath the championship. He looks out at Mansley, who has sat up, but doesn’t appear to be in a hurry to get in. Nodding to himself, Damage starts up, mindful of any Fortunate Ones appearing. But as Damage reaches the third rung, it gives way, causing Damage to crash back down to the second one, which also breaks! Damage, furious, kicks at the last rung, which comes loose as well!! He angrily throws the ladder aside, knowing that it’s useless to him!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is starting to look impossible! Someone has tampered with all of the ladders at ringside!!
CJJ: I think Chris Page just bought all of these at a discount and never checked on them. Sometimes a sale isn’t what you think it is, boss!
Damage steps out of the ring, dropping to the floor, where he corners a helpless attendant, grabbing him by the shirt. He yells at the man to go get him a proper ladder from the back, but the attendant is too terrified to respond, so Damage just shoves him away. He angrily begins looking under the ring, searching for a ladder there. He checks one side, but there’s nothing. A second side, still nothing. He comes around to check the third… and Mansley comes leaping at him, smashing Damage in the head with the ring bell!!! Damage goes down hard, as Mansley stands over him. She tosses the bell aside, posing for a second as she looks at the man she’s knocked down. This isn’t enough for her, though, as Mansley moves backwards, lining up her shot. As Damage struggles to get up, bleeding now from the side of his head, Mansley flies in, nailing him with the Slay Boo (Running Bicycle Kick)!!!!
Damage lays on the mat, barely moving, as Mansley stands over him. She then looks to the apron, making her way over to it and climbing up. She stands there, but shakes her head, thinking that it’s still not enough. She then turns and pulls herself up onto the turnbuckle, climbing to the top. The fans, in spite of themselves, start to cheer, knowing something wild is going to happen here. Mansley raises both arms, energized, before leaping off all the way to the outside, going Viral by crashing down onto Damage with a diving shooting star splash!!! The place goes wild, even as Mansley writhes in pain from the impact she just caused. She’s still in much better shape, though, than Damage, who hasn’t moved an inch.
CJJ: What a move!! You HAVE to give it to her on that one, Patrick!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That was definitely an incredible maneuver that Amber Mansley just pulled off. There’s only one problem that I see…
CJJ: What’s that?
PATRICK MATHEWS: If Damage can’t find a usable ladder, the same thing applies to Amber!
Slowly, Mansley pulls herself up, holding her midsection. She looks down at Damage, finally nodding her head, before staggering past him. She heads to the other side of the ring, near the entranceway, where she waves at some fans to get up. They don’t seem too inclined to help her at first, but they eventually both slide to the sides, even as Mansley reaches underneath their row of seats… and slides out a hidden ladder!! The crowd is booing now, even as Mansley gets the ladder over the barricade and brings it to the ring. She slides it into the ring, smiling victoriously, as she climbs in after it. With Damage still nowhere to be seen, Mansley confidently lifts the ladder up, setting it into place. She shakes it, as if testing it, but she then laughs, before starting on her way up!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I knew it!! Mansley set this whole thing up! It’s a Fortunate Ones trick!
CJJ: Oh, c’mon, Patrick, always assuming the worst. Maybe Amber is just a big believer in being prepared?
PATRICK MATHEWS: You’re going to pretend that this whole thing WASN’T set up for Mansley to win??
CJJ: No, it was set up for Mansley to win… as soon as she signed the contract for this match. Go, Amber, go!
With the ladder staying absolutely stable, Mansley makes her way to the top one rung at a time. She’s still smiling as she reaches out with her hand, touching the X-Division Title… as a hand grabs her from behind, hanging onto her! Mansley, shocked, turns and looks back into the bloodshot eyes of Damage, who glares furiously at her! She tries to pull free, reaching out towards the gold, but Damage doesn’t release his hold. He yanks her backwards, catching her in a crucifix position, with Mansley desperately shaking her head. But Damage has no mercy, taking her down with the Demon’s Curse (Crucifix Powerbomb)!!! Mansley’s down, as the crowd cheers wildly for the bloody Damage as he stays on his hands and knees for a few moments before slowly looking upwards at the ladder set up before him, and the championship hanging above that.
PATRICK MATHEWS: It’s all even now!!
CJJ: Hey, no, Damage can’t use that ladder!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Why on Earth not??
CJJ: Because, uh, it’s Amber’s! She found it, so, umm, finders keepers!
Damage starts on his way up the ladder, loving the sight of the prize up above him. He walks up the stable ladder, getting higher, and reaching out his arm… until two arms grab him from behind, yanking him back down! He drops to his feet, turning, to see Rocco Mont there, grinning at him! Damage angrily swings, but Rocco blocks it, then starts landing haymakers, keeping Damage off-balance. He sends Damage reeling back into the corner, then grabs hold of Mansley, helping her up. He points to Damage, and she nods, stepping forward with him… only for Damage to come out of the corner, grabbing both of them by the throat!! The fans cheer, wanting to see a double chokeslam, but both Mansley and Rocco kick forward at the same time, nailing Damage with a double low blow!!! Damage drops to his knees, as the two wrestlers now put the boots to him, looking to wear out the challenger.
PATRICK MATHEWS: C’mon, get him out of there!! Rocco has no place in this one!!
CJJ: Apparently he disagrees with you, Patrick. Rocco got helped by Amber, winning the Blood Bath Title, and now he’s returning the favor! What’s wrong with that?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Two can play at that game!
CJJ: Huh?
The cameras catch a blur running by them in the aisleway, as Corey Bull charges to the ring! He slides under the ropes and pops up, with Rocco turning his way, only for Bull to nail him with the Boot Check, knocking Rocco straight out over the ropes and to the floor!! Mansley, surprised, spins and launches herself at Bull, but he’s ready, catching Mansley by the throat, then delivering a chokeslam, followed by two more! It’s the Kingsbury Run!! Mansley is out on the mat, as Bull tells Damage to take care of business, and then jumps out of the ring, going after Rocco, who meets him with a shot of his own. The two men are brawling now, with Bull’s fury allowing him to stay in control, as Damage painfully pulls himself up, looking down at Mansley. He grins, stepping forward and grabbing hold of Mansley. He pulls her up, glaring at her, telling her that she’s not getting away this time.
CJJ: This is completely unfair to Amber!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh, please…
CJJ: Corey Bull should be suspended!!
With Mansley struggling, trying to pull free, Damage signals for the end. He locks Mansley up, lifting her into the air for the Rust In Pieces (Tombstone Piledriver)!! He puts both arms out, then locks them around Mansley… as another figure runs in from behind, nailing Damage in the back with a steel chair!!! Damage winces, dropping Mansley forward to the mat. He turns around, as the chair is thrown at his feet,,, so that Joe Montuori can drop Damage onto the chair with the JKO!!!! Damage is out, as the crowd is booing furiously now. JMont just shrugs his shoulders, smirking, before grabbing Mansley and hauling her up towards the still-standing ladder.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not like this!! NOT AGAIN!!!
CJJ: Yes! YES! YEEEESSS!!!
Damage’s feet are moving, as he struggles to try and get up, even after such a hellacious move. But there’s nothing he can do, as JMont quickly boosts Mansley up the ladder, and she reaches out her arms, grabbing hold of the X-Division Championship… pulling it down into her arms!! The bell rings, much to the dismay of the audience here in Dallas.
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WINNER VIA LADDER CLIMB: AMBER MANSLEY
Match Time: 17:58
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage was robbed! Again!! Damn The Fortunate Ones!!
CJJ: I tell you, no matter what adversity hits them, they just keep rolling on all cylinders!! Three championships, Patrick! THREE!!
Amber Mansley painfully raises the championship in one arm, as JMont supports her. But he’s quickly sending her out of the ring, as a bloody, furious Damage is slowly getting back to his feet. He turns, grabbing the ladder and folding it up, before launching it over the top rope towards Mansley & JMont! They manage to run out of range in time, with JMont quickly heading for the exit, already summoning their limo as it’s time to get out of there. Damage lets out a roar of frustration as we cut away.
We see Pogo and Stitches in their locker room, juggling with balls in preparation for their tag team title defence against the Cassette Collective.
Pogo: Hey Stitches, what is the chance that a cassette can beat a clown??
Stitches stops his juggling and starts to think about the question from his tiny friend.
Stitches Good question Pogo, to be honest I see two chances. Slim and none….
Pogo throws a few balls high up in the air before looking at Stitches with a huge smile on his face.
Pogo: Let me guess, slim just left town??
The two clowns laugh until the two balls fall on top of Pogo’s head, causing him to scream in agony as Stitches put his hand in front of his mouth not wanting to show his friend that he thought it was very funny.
Stitches You are absolutely right Pogo, None is the best opportunity that these two will ever have against us.
The two give each other a high five as the shot fades.
MEMPHIS BELLE: The next match is a Bullrope Match scheduled for one fall.
”Invade Destroy Repeat” by Powerman 5000 hits the PA system. The crowd, having just heard this tune for the opener, turn to see what comes out of the back… and surprisingly, Rocco Mont comes flying through the curtains, crashing hard on the stage!! He rolls forward, down the ramp, as both Corey Bull and a blood-covered Damage step through after him!!! They storm down the ramp, as Rocco tries to ask for more time, struggling to get up, only for the two men to both attack him together, beating him down hard!
CJJ: Hey! Stop it!! The match hasn’t even started yet!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’re seeing Corey Bull & Damage getting some revenge from what happened earlier. Rocco cost Damage the X-Division Title along with Joe, and since Joe & Amber escaped, it looks like Rocco is taking the brunt of the assault!
CJJ: This is totally unfair! Barrows needs to do something!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’m sure he’ll write a strongly-worded memo or something on the matter…
CJJ: Damn it!!
Memphis Belle, normally one to finish her introductions, makes the correct choice and gets out of the ring as the two teammates toss Rocco through the ropes. He tries to get up, holding his side, but Bull is already in there, picking Rocco up and landing an atomic drop!! As Rocco staggers forward, Bull then lands a lariat, knocking Rocco forward onto his face! Bull reaches down, grabbing at the Blood Bath Championship, and basically ripping it off of Rocco, tossing it aside. Bull looks back, as Damage has yanked the bullrope from the terrified referee. He throws it into the ring, with Bull quickly tying one end onto his wrist, and then getting the other onto Rocco. Damage then grabs the referee and tells him to start this one. The referee, not wanting to take a trip to the hospital, immediately signals for the bell, and this one is on!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And we’ve got ourselves a bull rope match!!
CJJ: No! This should have never been started!! ROCCO ISN’T READY!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That’s just too damn bad…
As Damage pushes away a medic who wants to check on his bloody forehead, Bull yanks Rocco off the mat with the bull rope. He turns Rocco around, twisting the rope around Rocco’s throat!! Rocco’s eyes go wide as he’s deprived of oxygen, desperately trying to free himself from the choke hold. Bull, furious, doesn’t let go, knowing that it’s completely legal in a bull rope match to choke him into unconsciousness. Rocco is still struggling, grabbing at the ropes, but the referee just shakes his head, as this won’t break the choke. Bull, grinning, tightens the rope even more, with Rocco’s eyes rolling back in his head. But Rocco manages to climb the ropes, pushing himself backwards, and landing on top of Bull in a pinning combination!! The ref, shocked, dives down to make the count…
1…
2…
THR-and Bull releases the rope and gets his shoulder up, avoiding the loss!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Wow!! Rocco nearly shocked the world right there!
CJJ: It’s all in his bloodline, Patrick! C’mon, Rocco! Win in spite of these two traitorous thugs!
PATRICK MATHEWS: You are truly blind, you know that, CJJ?
CJJ: Please, I see better than most…
Both wrestlers get up, with Bull taking control again by whipping Rocco hard into the corner, using the rope. He then grabs Rocco and picks him up as he comes out, delivering a pendulum backbreaker!! Rocco’s down, groaning, as Bull steps over him, leaning down. He places a large foot just behind Rocco’s knee, stomping away at it, as if trying to break it off from the rest of Rocco’s body! Rocco is in a lot of pain, trying to get away, as Bull continues the assault. He locks onto Rocco’s leg, pulling him up in the air, before pulling off a leg DDT to add to the destruction!! Rocco rolls in agony, even as Damage looks on from outside, cheering on his partner to destroy the man.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Rocco may be our Blood Bath champion, but he’s taken a lot of abuse over the last two days. This is going to be hard to come back from at this point.
CJJ: Has anyone called J-Mont and told him what’s going on? I’m sure he’d have them turn that limo right away and get back here for his cousin!
Rocco is rolling away now, trying to look for any eye of the storm he’s currently in. He grabs at the ropes, trying to get up, as Bull is right there, reaching for him. But Rocco has rigged the bull rope to lay at just the right spot, yanking it upwards to send it careening into Bull for a low blow!! Bull staggers in pain, grabbing to pull the rope away and get clear of it. Rocco takes full advantage, diving into Bull with a running uppercut, knocking him back. Rocco gets up, giving a quick flex of his arm, before he runs forward again with a second uppercut, knocking Bull back to the ropes. Rocco’s feeling it now, slapping at his arm as if to say it’s unstoppable. He runs forward a third time… and gets devastated by a Bull lariat, knocking him onto his back as Bull straightens himself back up.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Rocco was rallying there, but the rally came up short!
CJJ: Bull shouldn’t have moved, he should have taken that shot to prove once and for all that a Montuori is unstoppable!!
Bull looks out at Damage, who is still refusing any medical treatment. He points to his teammate, then steps forward, putting both feet onto Rocco’s back, crushing him into the mat!! The crowd is loving it, but Rocco is yelling out, as Bull finally steps off. He twirls the bull rope around his hand, getting ready for another lethal strike, as he drags Rocco back up… and Rocco lashes out with the cow bell on the end of the rope, cracking it against Bull’s forehead!!!! Bull stumbles back, stunned, as Rocco desperately fires again and again, smashing Bull repeatedly with the bell!!! Bull drops to his knees, holding an arm up for protection, as Rocco lets out a final yell and jumps in the air, bringing the bell crashing down onto Bull and knocking him to the mat!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh my god!
CJJ: Yes!! Fight back, Rocco!! You can do it, Champ!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’ll give Rocco this, how he found the intestinal fortitude to get back in this is beyond me!
CJJ: It’s easy: he’s a Montuori!!
With Bull now staggered, Damage starts to get up on the apron, wanting his own piece of Rocco. But the Montuori cousin turns and swings the cowbell at him as well, knocking Damage back down! Rocco then turns, getting a running start and bashing Bull once more, causing Bull to fall forward to the mat! With Bull down, Rocco slides in for the cover, trying to keep the monster down…
1…
2…
TH-NO!! Bull kicks out!! Rocco can’t believe it, as he looks at the state of the cowbell after those strikes. He looks back out of the ring, where Damage is once again looking to climb in. Rocco charges him, swinging again, but this time Damage drops back down in time to avoid the strike, pointing a large hand at Rocco and cursing him out!!
CJJ: This isn’t a handicap match!! Security, get him out of there!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not going to happen, CJJ. Anything goes in a Bullrope match!
Rocco raises up the battered cowbell in one hand, yelling out. He points outside the ring to where Damage is glaring at him, telling him that he’s next, taunting the big man. The crowd begins to cheer, as Rocco goads them on, wanting them to yell out his name. But he soon realizes that they’re not cheering for him. He slowly turns… to see Corey Bull back on his feet, steaming mad!! Rocco tries to swing the cowbell again, but Bull catches his arm, blocking it. He jumps up, landing a big kick that sends Rocco reeling away, towards the ropes. Rocco moves as if to jump through them, but Bull just yanks back hard, bringing the wounded wrestler back towards him… and lands the Downward Spiral!!! Damage cheers as Bull stays on top, hanging on, even as the referee makes the count…
1…
2…
THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: COREY BULL
Match Time: 8:41
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PATRICK MATHEWS: And Corey Bull gets the victory!!!
CJJ: DAMN!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: D.E.A.T.H. gets some revenge from what The Fortunate Ones did earlier tonight!
CJJ: It’s not fair! They both attacked Rocco before the match even began! And then Damage distracted Rocco at the end there! What cheaters!! What a tainted win!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What’s good for the goose is good for the gander!
CJJ: What the hell does that even mean??
PATRICK MATHEWS: It means that if The Fortunate Ones can do it, so can D.E.A.T.H.!
CJJ: Son of a…
Damage comes into the ring, celebrating with his partner, Bull. He turns, seeing something on the ground, and reaches down to pick it up. It’s the Blood Bath Championship. Damage hands it over to Bull, who proudly raises it into the air, showing it off to the cheering crowd.
CJJ: Hey! HEY!! PUT THAT DOWN!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Corey Bull DID win the match…
CJJ: The championship was NEVER on the line!! He can’t take that belt!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well, apparently he is. Do you want to stop him?
CJJ: ….
Bull and Damage step through the ropes and head towards the back, with Bull placing the Blood Bath Championship on his shoulder. Rocco, meanwhile, is putting himself up, showing remarkable resilience despite everything he’s been through lately. He hangs onto the ropes, looking off, finally realizing that they have his championship. He lets out a yell, demanding that they bring back his gold, but neither Bull nor Damage stop as they head out the back. Furious, Rocco yells at the referee, telling him that they can’t do that. When the referee just raises his hands, Rocco grabs him, delivering Rock Solid (Diamond Cutter)!!! The ref is out, as Rocco rolls himself out of the ring and stumbles down the way, wanting to get his championship back. We cut away.
The lights in the arena fade to an eerie blue glow as opening heavy notes of "Down" by Stone Temple Pilots begins to play which somehow sucks the color from the broadcast rendering the image on the screen black and white. The song hauntingly continues as the man known as the KRAKEN Kazmerick stands in the center of the entrance with both hands over his face, as the song continues to play he slowly pulls his hands down revealing his signature sinister smile across his face and flashes the silver metal staple gun. He begins to head towards the ring with a slow pace, yet his body is a constant variation of tremors and tics that seems unnatural in its being.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Here is the first entry of this triple threat!!
CJJ: Look at the intencity, he knows what is at stake.
Black Tide’s “Warriors of Time” hits the sound system with the beginning “woooo-ooooo-ooooh” being sung by the crowd as the screens at the top of the ramp light up with scenes of anime that slowly transition to footage of our man in action in the ring and back again. Reginald Blake steps out from the backstage area, smiles and gestures behind him as “The Cold-Hearted Angel” Kenji Miyamoto steps out from behind the curtain dressed in a pair of jeans, t-shirt and a pair of sneakers, giving a small head nod bow to the left side of the arena, then the right.
CJJ: The people sure love Kenji!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And what is not to love about this guy?? He is amazing
Danza Kuduro hits and Hanari spins and dances his way out to the ramp in traditional latin Bachata style. He is carrying the flag of the Dominican Republic on a flag pole over his shoulder. He swings his hips and points at the ladies in the front row, winking and making the gun symbol with his thumb and index finger of his free hand. He spins again and walks his way down to the ring with a cocky head swing and a million dollar smile. Climbing the ring steps he gets into the ring, getting on the top rope and waving the flag a few times before jumping down and preparing for the match.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I can’t pick a winner in this one
CJJ: It’s one of the three Pat!!!
All the three Superstars circle locking eyes with each other as the bell rang, and the match erupted into action. Hanari immediately targeted Kenji, aiming to ground the agile wrestler with his technical prowess. Kenji countered with lightning-fast strikes, forcing Hanari to rethink his strategy. Meanwhile, Kraken waited in the wings, biding his time, observing his opponents' every move and smiling at both the wrestlers he runs towards both the wrestlers and successfully delivers a powerful double clothesline as the both Kenji and Carnes gets slammed to the apron with heavy “THUD” that shook the ring. Now with only Kraken standing he picks up Kenji and delivers a huge headbut followed by Suplex again shaking the ring. As Kenji writhed in pain due to the impact, Kraken wasting no time, goes for the cover by hooking the leg of Kenji.
1!!!
2!!!
Hanari breaks the pin by pulling the leg of Kraken followed by elbow drop on Kraken. Hanari soon gets to his feet and seized an opportunity and locked Kraken in a tight armbar from behind, wrenching his joints with precision. Kraken writhed in pain but refused to submit, summoning his resilience to escape the hold. As Hanari attempted to transition into a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker, Kenji intervened, driving both competitors into the mat with a thunderous double suplex.
With Hanari and Kraken momentarily incapacitated, Kenji seized control of the match. He unleashed a barrage of ruthless strikes and High flying moves. Kenji climbs the corner turnbuckle to deliver Top Rope Moonsault.
Kenji's onslaught culminated in a breathtaking Top Rope Moonsault, crashing down onto Kraken with incredible force. The impact sent shockwaves through the ring, leaving Kraken stunned on the canvas. Sensing an opportunity, Hanari swiftly capitalized, locking Kraken in his signature submission hold, the Jumping Armbreaker.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Great opener so far!!!
Kraken roared in agony as Hanari torqued his arm with merciless precision. But before Kraken could tap out, Kenji intervened, breaking up the submission with a devastating Palm Strike to Hanari's jaw. The momentum shifted once again as Kenji ascended the ropes, aiming for a high-risk maneuver.
As Kenji leaped from the top rope, Kraken intercepted him mid-air with a bone-crushing knee strike, sending Kenji crashing to the mat. With both his opponents down, Kraken seized the opportunity to go for the pin.The referee counted,
1!!!
2!!!
but Kenji kicked out just in the nick of time, keeping the match alive.
CJJ: That was a close one
With the tension mounting, each competitor dug deep, unleashing their most punishing moves in a bid for victory. Hanari executed a picture-perfect Avalanche Double Knee Arm Breaker on Kraken, leaving Kraken reeling. Kenji countered with a lightning-fast Poisonrana, nearly securing the pinfall on Hanari.
1!!!
2!!!
Hanari kicks out
PATRICK MATHEWS: Great kick out!!!
Kraken attempted to cheat his way to victory with a handful of tights during a pin attempt on Hanari, but the crafty technician managed to kick out just in time. Kenji soared through the air with a breathtaking Top Rope Vertical Splash, but Kraken narrowly avoided defeat by rolling out of harm's way.
As the match reached its climax, Hanari seized control once more, trapping Kraken in a devastating Fireman's Carry Gutbuster. With Kraken incapacitated, Hanari capitalized on the opportunity, hooking his opponent's leg for the pinfall.
1!!!
2!!!
But before the referee's hand could strike the canvas for the third time, Kenji intervened, breaking up the pin with a well-timed Missile Dropkick to Hanari's back. The match raged on, each competitor refusing to back down, determined to emerge victorious.
CJJ: That was close!!!!
Kenji executes a Standing Moonsault on top of Hanari before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Kraken pulls Kenji off of Hanari, pulling him over on his back before setting him up for a submission hold. But Kenji uses his leg strength to push Kraken off of him, sending him into the ropes as the impact sends him to the outside. Hanari has gotten to his feet at the same time as Kenji, going for a clothesline on Kenji who ducks and then jumps the ropes for a Springboard back elbow that connects to the jaw of Hanari. Kenji immediately turns his attention towards Hamari as he sets him up for his finishing move.
CJJ: Angel Wings!!!!
Kenji lifts Hanari up in the air before dropping him hard on the canvas as he goes for the cover hooking both legs.
1!!!
2!!!
THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: KENJI MIYAMOTO
Match Time: 14:42
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell has rang as the official grabs the left hand of Kenji and raises it in the air in victory, making him the number one contender for the Xtreme Championshiop belt.
PATRICK MATHEWS: KENJI DID IT!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This one is going to be interesting, for sure.
CJJ: Gideon may be in for more than he can handle here.
As "There's Only One King" blares through the arena speakers, the atmosphere crackles with anticipation. The lights dim, save for a single spotlight illuminating the entrance ramp. Out steps Gideon King, draped in a regal robe that billows behind him with each step. He strides forward with purpose, the fabric of his robe gleaming under the arena lights.
MEMPHIS BELLE: This match is set for one fall. Introducing first, standing six feet five inches tall and weighing in at 240 pounds, from Jacksonville, Florida........GIDEON KING!
With a swift flourish, Gideon casts off his robe, revealing the chiseled physique beneath. His muscles ripple as he flexes, a testament to his strength and determination. The crowd erupts into cheers as he makes his way down the ramp, his presence commanding attention.
Gideon reaches out to the fans lining the barricades, exchanging high-fives and fist bumps with those eager to touch greatness. He exudes confidence and charisma, his gaze fixed firmly on the ring ahead.
Ascending the steel steps, Gideon enters the ring with a fluid grace, his every movement radiating power and poise. He ascends upwards. In this moment, Gideon King stands as the undisputed monarch of the squared circle, ready to conquer all challengers and cement his legacy as the one true king of the ring.
The lights cut. Smoke envelops the ramp way.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Here we go.
"You're the sin that I've been waitin' for
The hands around my throat
It's all I can think about and blood"
MEMPHIS BELLE: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM ANCHORAGE, ALASKA. THE DEMON QUEEN OF EXTREMMMMEE ............SYNNNNNNNNNNNN
SYNN walks out onto the ramp, a deadpan expression as she stares at the ring, tilting her head side to side.
CJJ Something about this chick.......gives me chills.
PATRICK MATHEWS: She told Johnny Stylez and Ms Behave she wanted to do this alone. She didn't want interference from them. She has a point to prove out here tonight.
She slowly walks to the ring like impending death, before sliding into the ring under the ropes and slithering to the middle.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Those eyes are locked onto Gideon King
CJJ: I am sweating for him right now.
As the referee signaled for the match to begin, the crowd erupted into cheers and chants, filling the arena with an electric atmosphere. Synn and Gideon locked eyes, their determination evident as they circled each other in the center of the ring. With a sudden burst of energy, they lunged forward, ready to unleash their fury upon one another.
Gideon was the first to strike, launching himself at Synn with a series of quick jabs and kicks. But Synn was unfazed, effortlessly dodging his attacks with a grace that belied her immense strength. With a swift counter, she caught Gideon off guard, delivering a powerful clothesline that sent him crashing to the mat.
But Gideon was not one to stay down for long. With a determined glare, he rose to his feet, shaking off the impact of Synn's blow. Channeling his inner strength, he launched himself at Synn once more, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks in a relentless assault.
Synn, however, was prepared for his onslaught. With lightning-fast reflexes, she deftly blocked each of Gideon's strikes, sweeping his legs out with a leg sweep. He gets up again, and Synn snarls, turning her head side to side.
Patrick Matthews: I am not sure Gideon fully knows how to approach this match, this opponent.
CJJ: Flamethrower? -
He charges again and this time the two of them tumble over the ropes onto the unforgiving floor outside the ring. They both landed on their feet, and continued their back and forth exchange of punches on the outside. Synn seemed unphased by even Gideon's hardest haymakers. When a few hard rights seemed to land better, Gideon saw an opportunity. With a quick burst of speed, he maneuvered behind Synn, seizing her by the waist before hurling her with all his might towards the steel steps at ringside. The impact was thunderous as Synn's back collided with the unforgiving metal, eliciting a gasp of pain from the crowd.
For a brief moment, Gideon had the upper hand. As Synn crumpled to the ground, stunned by the force of the blow, he took a precious moment to catch his breath, his chest heaving with exertion.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That took a lot out of Gideon.
CJJ: He's in phenomenal shape but when you're putting your everything into blows for no result it's exhausting. It's like hitting a heavy bag.
The ref was in the ring and began his count, but it didn't seem as if either cared.
The respite was short-lived, however, as Synn slowly began to rise, her eyes blazing with a fiery determination.
With a fierce growl, Synn charged at Gideon once more, her resolve unshaken by the pain coursing through her body. The two warriors clashed with renewed intensity, their bodies colliding in a brutal dance of strength and agility. Each blow resonated with the force of their determination, echoing through the arena as they fought tooth and nail for supremacy.
Synn, grabbing him by the head, sent him head first into the barricade. He stumbles back and, to the surprise of many, she grabs him head again and rolls him into the ring.
She's crazy but also calculated, she can't win the match on the outside.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think being calculated makes her even more intimidating.
Gideon climbs to his feet inside the ring, and Synn slides in after him. He stomps on her a few times before she gets to her feet. When she does, he whips her into the turnbuckle on the far side. He runs, connecting with a splash that stumbles her toward the middle of the ring and follows it up with a Tilt-a-Whirl backbreaker, spinning Synn around before driving her spine-first onto his knee with bone-jarring force. The impact reverberated through the arena, sending shockwaves of pain coursing through Synn's body.
For a moment, the arena fell silent as Synn lay sprawled on the ground, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to recover from the devastating blow. Gideon, his chest heaving with exertion, stood over her triumphantly. He doesn’t, however, go for the pinfall.
As Gideon gloated over his seemingly victorious maneuver, Synn, fueled by sheer determination, rose to her feet with a relentless resolve. With a steely gaze fixed on her opponent, she bided her time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
As Gideon turned around, a smug grin etched across his face, he was caught completely off guard by Synn's sudden burst of speed. With a primal roar, she launched herself forward, her body hurtling through the air like a speeding locomotive.
The crowd erupted into a frenzy as Synn connected with a thunderous spear, driving her shoulder with bone-crushing force into Gideon's midsection. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the arena as Gideon crumpled to the mat, the wind knocked clean out of his lungs.
With a fierce determination burning in her eyes, Synn wasted no time in capitalizing on her advantage. As Gideon lay dazed and disoriented on the canvas, she quickly moved to cover him, her muscles tensed with anticipation as the referee slid into position to make the count.
1!!!...
2!!!"
But to the shock and disbelief of the crowd, Gideon summoned every ounce of his resilience and willpower, managing to kick out just before the referee's hand could come down for the three-count. The arena reverberated with the roar of the crowd as Gideon, his chest heaving with exertion, refused to concede defeat.
PATRICK MATHEWS: He almost got caught there.
CJJ: But look at SYNN’s face. Is that a smile? Is she HAPPY that he kicked out?
As Gideon's resilience shone through with his kick-out, Synn's demeanor shifted. A twisted grin spread across her face, her eyes alight with a strange mix of admiration and sadistic glee. It was as though she reveled in the challenge, finding joy in the sheer determination displayed by her opponent.
With a sinister chuckle, Synn wasted no time in seizing her advantage. As Gideon struggled to regain his bearings, she pounced with lightning speed, latching onto his arm and leg with a vicious intent. With expert precision, she twisted his limbs into a painful contortion, locking in her signature submission hold—the Lotus Lock.
The crowd gasped in horror as Gideon's face contorted in agony, his muscles straining against the relentless pressure of Synn's hold. The pain was excruciating, coursing through his body like a tidal wave of torment. Yet, despite the overwhelming agony, Gideon refused to submit, his willpower unbroken even in the face of such brutal punishment.
Synn, her grin widening with each passing moment, applied even more pressure, determined to break her opponent's spirit once and for all. With a sadistic delight, she reveled in the sight of Gideon's suffering, relishing every moment of his torment.
But Gideon, with a Herculean effort, refused to give in. Summoning every ounce of strength and resilience within him, he fought through the pain, his determination burning bright even in the darkest of moments. With a primal roar, he pushed himself to his limits, inch by agonizing inch, until finally, with a burst of sheer willpower, he managed to break free from Synn's clutches.
With a surge of adrenaline fueled by his defiance, Gideon summoned reserves of strength he didn't know he had. As Synn's grip loosened, he seized the opportunity, his movements swift and decisive. With a fluid motion, he twisted their positions, reversing the hold until it was he who had Synn trapped on the mat.
The crowd erupted into a cacophony of cheers and gasps as Gideon, his face contorted with determination, applied the Lotus Lock on Synn. The tables had turned, and now it was Synn who found herself in a world of agony, her muscles screaming in protest as Gideon exerted pressure on her limbs.
Synn, caught off guard by Gideon's sudden reversal, gritted her teeth against the pain, her expression a mixture of shock and frustration. But even in the throes of agony, she refused to submit, her indomitable willpower driving her to endure the torment.
The arena trembled with the intensity of their struggle as Gideon poured every ounce of his strength into maintaining the hold, his muscles straining with the effort. Synn, her breath coming in ragged gasps, fought tooth and nail to break free from his grasp, her mind ablaze with a fierce determination to overcome the odds once more!
PATRICK MATHEWS: He's reversed the hold on her! And he is going to work on that back! She tweaked it on the backbreaker, and now he's trying to wear her down!
CJJ: Probably the only chance he has here.
As Gideon tightened his grip on the Lotus Lock, a primal roar of agony escaped Synn's lips. The pain surged through her body like a wildfire, engulfing her senses in a haze of torment. Every fiber of her being screamed for release, but she refused to succumb to the agony, her willpower unyielding in the face of overwhelming pain.
With a fierce determination burning in her eyes, Synn gritted her teeth against the searing pain, her muscles trembling with exertion as she fought to endure Gideon's relentless assault. Despite the agony coursing through her veins, she refused to tap out, her pride and resilience driving her to endure the torment no matter the cost.
But Gideon, fueled by his own determination and the fervor of the crowd, showed no signs of relenting. With a relentless resolve, he poured every ounce of his strength into maintaining the hold, his muscles bulging with the effort as he sought to break his opponent's spirit once and for all.
The arena trembled with the intensity of their struggle as Synn and Gideon remained locked in a brutal battle of wills. The crowd watched on in awe as the two warriors pushed themselves to their limits, their bodies wracked with pain but their spirits unbroken.
For what felt like an eternity, they remained locked in a deadly embrace, neither willing to back down in the face of adversity.
As Gideon continued to wrench Synn's body into an agonizing backwards C shape, the intensity of her pain reached unimaginable levels. With each passing moment, it felt as though her very bones were being crushed beneath the relentless pressure of his hold. Her muscles screamed in protest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to endure the excruciating torment.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Holy hell, I’ve never seen a human body bend that way that far before!
CJJ: I am not even sure she is human, Pat.
Gideon, fueled by his own determination and the fervor of the crowd, remained resolute in his assault. He refused to relent, his grip unyielding as he sought to break his opponent's spirit once and for all.
The crowd watched in stunned silence as Synn's body was contorted to its limits, her back arched so far that the top of her head almost touched the ground. It was a sight both horrifying and mesmerizing, a testament to the sheer brutality of the battle unfolding before them.
But even as Synn's body screamed for release, her spirit remained unbroken. With every fiber of her being, she fought against the pain, her willpower unwavering in the face of adversity. Though her strength may have been waning, her determination burned bright as a beacon of defiance.
With a primal roar of determination, Synn summoned reserves of strength she didn't know she had, her muscles straining against the relentless pressure of Gideon's hold. With one final burst of energy, she pushed herself beyond her limits, her body trembling with exertion as she fought to break free from his grasp.
But in the end, it was Synn who emerged victorious. With a sudden burst of energy, she summoned reserves of strength she didn't know she had, her muscles bulging with effort as she powered out of Gideon's grasp. As Synn powered out of Gideon's hold, a surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins. With lightning-fast reflexes, he seized the opportunity, moving swiftly to capitalize on her momentary vulnerability. With expert precision, he locked in the Sharpshooter, his muscles bulging with the effort as he applied excruciating pressure to Synn's lower back.
CJJ: Gideon did his homework. He isn't usually a submission specialist but he is trying to wear the demon down, take her out of the game here.
The crowd erupted into cheers as Gideon, his face a mask of determination, arched Synn's body backwards once more, intensifying the agony coursing through her veins. Every muscle in her body screamed in protest as she found herself trapped in the unforgiving hold, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to endure the pain.
As Gideon applied the Sharpshooter with precision, Synn's body contorted in the agonizing hold, her muscles straining against the relentless pressure. Yet, amidst the searing pain, an unexpected sound echoed through the arena—a low, eerie laughter that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it.
The crowd fell silent as Synn's laughter grew louder, filling the air with a chilling intensity. It was a sound unlike anything they had ever heard before—a sick, maniacal laughter that seemed to reverberate with an otherworldly energy.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Is she.......laughing?
CJJ: Oh god, I think so.
Synn is cackling as Gideon looks around, taken aback.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Has she been toying with him this whole time?
CJJ: Her back was bent in an otherworldy alignment a moment ago, now is being contorted again......there is nothing funny about this.
Just then, the lights go out.
As the arena plunged into darkness, the atmosphere crackled with tension and anticipation. The crowd held its breath, unsure of what was happening as the spotlight focused on the ring, illuminating a hooded figure standing menacingly in the center.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What in the hell........
Strands of blonde hair peeked out from beneath the hood, adding to the mystique of the mysterious intruder. The figure exuded an aura of darkness and malevolence, sending a chill down the spines of those who watched on in awe and trepidation.
CJJ: Blonde hair...I see blonde hair.....but who the hell......
Suddenly, with a swift and deliberate motion, the hooded figure reached up, pulling back the fabric to reveal the face hidden within. Gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd as they beheld the familiar features of none other than Synn herself, her devilish smirk sending a shiver down their spines.
PATRICK MATHEWS: ITS.............SYNN?!
CJJ: Or someone wearing SYNN's face paint. A blonde woman wearing SYNN's face........
But before anyone could react, the hooded Synn unleashed a torrent of black mist from her mouth, aiming it directly at Gideon, who was still grappling with the effects of the laughing victim in Sharpshooter. The mist engulfed him in a veil of darkness, blinding him and causing him to release Synn from the hold.
With a triumphant cackle, Synn rose up behind Gideon, her eyes gleaming with malevolent glee.
Taking advantage of his disorientation, she seized him by the shoulders, spinning him around to face her with a sinister grin.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Uh oh.....
CJJ: Amen.
And as Gideon, blinded and disoriented, struggled to regain his bearings, Synn wasted no time in unleashing her full fury upon him. With a swift and merciless assault, she pummeled him with a barrage of strikes, each one delivered with the precision of a seasoned warrior.
He stumbled back, still holding his eyes. She lifted Gideon off his feet, hoisting him high above her head before slamming him down to the mat with a thunderous spinebuster. Dragging him to the corner she hits
A cackling laugh again as she turns her head side to side, snarling. Gideon is getting up, his eyes still burning from the mist. The hooded figure is nowhere to be seen. Synn stands in the center of the ring. He stumbles back, holding his face, and bumps into her. Her turns around, she grins and waves.
BRAM STOKER!!!!!
CJJ: Good night nurse!
Synn hooks the leg
1!!
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3!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: SYNN
Match Time: 16:49
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PATRICK MATHEWS: Another win for SYNN, who stays unbeaten, but I think the burning question here is who the hell was the blonde girl wearing Synn's face?
CJJ: And why did Synn ALLOW herself to be two in two gruesome submission holds JUST to bait Gideon into letting his guard down? She could have beaten him herself but why the mind games?
PATRICK MATHEWS: Does anyone ever know why she does what she does?
Woman in Green: The WGWF Television Championship Match is next. Stay tuned for a special announcement from the champ herself.
*winks*
The camera cuts backstage, where we see a reporter waiting anxiously at the doorway of the Smash General Manager. After a few moments, the door opens, with Jonathan Barrows stepping out, making sure his suit is perfectly crisp.
Reporter: Mr. Barrows! Do you have time for a quick word?
Jonathan Barrows: Well, of course I do, son. Why would I have asked you to be out here if I was going to just ignore you?
Reporter: Well, I… guess that’s a good point. How do you feel about how the matches for your brand, Monday Night Smash, have been this weekend?
Barrows smiles to himself, thinking for a moment as always before responding. You know he’s making sure he says the most politically clear message possible.
Jonathan Barrows: It has been a record-breaking weekend for Smash. We have a brand-new X-Division Champion. Our representative won the newly-created Blood Bath Championship. And, once again, everyone was able to see the true power of our Smash Heavyweight Champion, Enigma.
Reporter: Those are great points, Mr. Barrows, but what of those who have pointed out that the Smash brand is not represented in any of the World Championship matches tonight? It does seem a shame that they are all being fought by wrestlers from Monday Night Brawl.
The smile falters for a moment, but Barrows shrugs it off.
Jonathan Barrows: The competitors in the WGWF are some of the best wrestlers in the world. It’s clear that we have tremendous talent lining up on both rosters. But never fear, the Smash brand will be competing for those championships soon enough.
Reporter: Okay. So let’s move back to Enigma. You know that he has been commenting recently about not being given the challenges he has been looking for. Do you have a remedy for that situation?
Barrows nods, as if this is reaching the heart of what he wanted to talk about.
Jonathan Barrows: Well, son, you may have noticed that while an X-Division #1 contender was chosen earlier tonight, we have not done the same for the Smash Heavyweight Championship. That is by design. You see, on our first Monday Night Smash after WrestleWars, I’m planning to give Enigma… the champion’s choice.
Reporter: The… champion’s choice?
Jonathan Barrows: That’s right. Enigma will have the option of choosing the wrestler, or wrestlers, he wants to defend the Smash Heavyweight Championship against. It will be up to Enigma on who he tests his might against. It could be anyone on the Smash roster. In fact, I’ll put it even further out: it could be any wrestler he’s able to get to agree to face him. I will sign their contract that night. Suffice to say, this is an open door for Enigma to get the ultimate challenge he’s been striving for. It’s up to him to take advantage of it.
The reporter seems to have no words regarding this announcement. In the meantime, Barrows checks his watch and nods.
Jonathan Barrows: Now, I’ve got to get back. I want to watch the final contests tonight, considering how historic they might be. Talk to you later, alright?
Barrows turns and heads back inside his office, as the reporter continues to look astonished. He turns to the camera.
Reporter: I guess… back to you guys?
The camera takes us back to ringside.
MEMPHIS BELLE The next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Triple Threat match for the WGWF Television Championship of the World!! Introducing first, the challengers…
A simulated sunset brings the arena in darkness, the opening notes of Ennio Morricone’s immortal western theme “Ecstasy of Gold” begins to ring out over the arena as storm clouds on the tron begin to rumble with thunder and lightning simulating one of those Texas desert nights.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’3” and weighing 225 lbs, from Texarkana, Texas, here is “PURE PISS AND VINEGAR” BOBBY RAY WILLIS!!
As the song builds up, out steps Bobby Ray Willis who is flanked on either side by his girlfriend Doll E. and her brother Cooper who is holding a dented briefcase in his hand. Bobby Ray begins to stride towards the ring making sure to run his hands through his perfect looking blonde hair, Doll E nearly loses it right there with pure ecstasy as does this. Bobby Ray stands on the outside of the ring and pulls away his chaps and takes off his leather jacket.
MEMPHIS BELLE And now, his opponent.
MEMPHIS BELLE About to enter the arena being accompanied by his wife Melissa and Kat Jones, standing in at 6’4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!
The words fade as we hear the guitar play from the legendary singer before Johnny Cash starts to sing. This brings out Melissa and Kat Jones upon the entrance ramp, both stand on either side before Goth walks out wearing a dark overall and a mask with a crown of thorns attached to it as he stares towards the ring.
MEMPHIS BELLE Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the Messiah of Pain!!!!! Goth!!!!
Goth raises his head towards the air as he extends his arms, both Melissa and Kat walk towards the ring as he follows them shortly towards the ring. The two women walk up the ramp as they open up the ropes for Goth. He slowly steps through the ropes before the lights go down when Johnny Cash sings that There Ain’t No Grave Can Hold My Body Down. The lights come back up again as Goth has taken off the overall and can be seen standing in the middle of the ring still wearing the crown. Melissa slowly takes it off as this gives Goth the chance to look at the entrance ramp to stare down Bobby Ray Willis. The two men then turn, awaiting the champion.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And here we go, only one more left. The champ! This one is going to be fantastic Flash!
FLASH ROTTEN: We've seen this match now how many times? How many iterations of the same thing are we going to see before it gets stale?
Just then, as the lights dimmed for what seemed to be the start of Jenny's entrance, they came back on and the tron screen lit up with the face of the woman in green from earlier.
Woman: "Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Anna May. I am the newly hired Marketing Coordinator for the Television Champion Jenny Myst, and I am from right here in Dallas Texas!"
The crowd cheers at the cheap pop.
Anna May: You are all probably wondering what I am doing on your screen, right now, before a title match, with two competitors already in the ring. Well, let me cut right to the chase, then.
Every single one of you today, on your way into the arena, had to scan your ticket and choose a winner for this match on the provided tablet. Ms. Myst is confident you all made the right choice. As it was stated, you were selecting your winner with a chance to win a prize. I am here to announce that winner, and give out that prize.
DERRICK DIAMOND: We love prizes, Cent!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mind games from the champ. Goth and Bobby were focused on the match, and now this is taking them out of that element and wasting their time making them stand around.
Anna May: I have partnered up with Patience Tempur, Jenny's publicist, and we have made the deal of a lifetime to make sure that this prize was worth interrupting this match for. I think we succeeded. Patience and I have signed a contract to partner up, for one night, with the southwest distribution offices for Entenmann's--Jenny's favorite brand of sweet treats. It just so happens that that distribution office is right here in Arlington, Texas!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Is she saying that I think she's saying right now?!
FLASH ROTTEN: God I hope not.
The crowd was distracted by the beautiful woman on the screen and didn't see the vendors pushing massive carts at the top of each aisle.
Anna May: For those of you who made the right choice and chose the clear winner of this match, your seats have been registered. You are all invited to enjoy Entenmann's Sponge Cake, for free, while you watch the match!
The vendors began to make their way down EVERY isle, handing out a box of premium Entenmann's Sponge Cake to the seats who chose Jenny to win the match. By the end, EVERY seat in the arena was enjoying Spongecake!
Anna May: And, now, ladies and gentlemen of Arlington, Texas, turn your attention to the ring as we have another treat for you.
FLASH ROTTEN: God, what now!
A vendor walks over and hands Derrick Diamond a box of Spongecake over the barricade. Flash Rotten doesn't get one. He didn't choose correctly.
Goth and Bobby are complaining to the ref, throwing the arms up. The ref informs them there is nothing they can do.
In the ring, Michael Buffer stands there. The crowd cheers.
Derrick Diamond (eating Spongecake): This may be the most spectacular entrance we've seen in WGWF since the re-opening!
Buffer is reading off a notecard. Clearly prepared in advance for him.
Michael Buffer: Ladies and Gentlemen of Arlington Texas. Tonight we witness history. Tonight we witness perhaps the smallest champion, physically, in the history of professional wrestling, take on two men who have never defeated her. Two men tagged as 'OWEN' take on perhaps the most captivating, entertaining, and most likable champion on planet earth. Tonight, Jenny Myst defends her Television Title against the Owen brothers.......and the only question I have for you all......
Are you ready?!
The crowd cheers.
Michael Buffer: ARE YOU READY?!!!!!!!
The nearly 90 thousand in AT&T cheer rabildy again.
Michael Buffer: Then.......for the nearly 90 thousand in attendance, and the millions watching around the world.........Arlington............LETS GET READY TO RUMMMMBBBBBBLLLEEEEEEEEEE
Michael Buffer: Making her way to the ring........she has held this title for six months, and tonight vows to remain to longest tenured champion in this company....Standing 5 feet tall, from North Las Vegas Nevada.......she is the reigning, defending, undisputed, Television Champion of the Woooooorrrrrrlllddddd, Your Highness of Violence........JENNNNNY MYYYYSSSSSTTTT!
Jenny Myst's entrance music blares through the speakers, cutting through the tension like a knife through butter. The crowd's attention shifts immediately to the entrance ramp, where a procession of extravagant dancers, adorned in glittering costumes, leads the way for the champion herself.
Emerging from behind the curtains, Jenny Myst strides confidently down the ramp, her presence commanding the spotlight. She's flanked by her entourage of dolls, dressed like her doll Amby, who shower her with rose petals and hold aloft shimmering banners emblazoned with her name. Jenny's trademark confidence radiates from every step, her poise unshaken by the recent events.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This has the big fight feel to it, doesn't it? This feels like the Main Event.
FLASH ROTTEN: It didn't have to. She made it that way.
With a graceful flourish, Jenny ascends the ring steps, her gaze sweeping over the sea of faces before her. The sight of the audience indulging in sponge cake only adds to the surreal atmosphere of the moment. But Jenny, ever the professional, takes it all in stride.
As she steps through the ropes and into the ring, Jenny's presence electrifies the arena. The crowd erupts into cheers and applause, their admiration for the champion evident. Jenny basks in the adoration, her confidence soaring to new heights.
DERRICK DIAMOND: But there is something about her tonight. This feels like the old Myst. Where is the smock? The crazy makeup? The black lipstick?
FLASH ROTTEN: This is WrestleWars, D, Jenny is going back to what got her here, even if just for one night!
DERRICK DIAMOND: QUEEN MYST IS AMONG US, EVEN IF JUST FOR TONIGHT! ALL RISE AND ACKNOWLEDGE THE QUEEN!
FLASH ROTTEN: I'm gonna be sick.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bobby Ray has been a thorn in her side. Goth has been attacking her at every turn, and his goon stole her precious Amby doll. All of that is forgotten tonight. All of that is to be dealt with later. Tonight, she is here to handle business. The champ is here to retain!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell has rang as we see all three competitors standing in the ring, Goth is motioning towards Bobby Ray to help and attack Jenny so that they could fight for the championship amongst themselves. We can hear the crowd react to this in a mixed reaction as Jenny Myst stares them down in anticipation of what could happen. Goth turns his head after getting a nod of confirmation from Bobby Ray, only to have the man attack him from behind after Goth had turned his back to him causing the fans to cheer for Bobby. We see him drive forearm shots into the back of Goth before Jenny Myst attacks him from another angle as she kicks him straight in the mouth, almost sending a tooth flying out of it before delivering a dropkick that drops him on his back as Bobby Ray goes for the cover.
1!!
2!!!
Jenny pulls Bobby off the body of Goth, only for Bobby to rake her in the eyes after getting up and then sends her over the top rope as he sends her to the outside with an Irish Whip before turning his attention towards Goth.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth thought his alliance still stood with Bobby from the last Brawl, but Bobby has not forgotten him from betraying him during that show!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I hate Goths, so good for him!!!!
Goth surprised Bobby after blocking a punch, spinning him around as he sets him up for his finishing move. But Bobby manages to block the attempt to the Sinful Confessions and manages to push him into a pinning position as he executes a Backslide.
1!!!
2!!
Goth manages to get out of the predicament, only to walk straight into a clothesline from Bobby. This causes him to stagger into the ropes, there he gets caught by Jenny Myst who grabs him by the arms as Bobby gets a free shot to blast Goth in the midsection and face by hard strikes and kicks. Jenny finally lets go before jumping the ropes after seeing Goth stagger away from her as she jumps the top rope and executes a Springboard Bulldog Headlock in the middle of the ring. She rolls Goth over, but eats a boot from Bobby Ray as he had anticipated this and steals her pin attempt.
1!!
2!!!
Goth gets his shoulder off the canvas before the count of three could be administered, Goth starts to crawl towards the ropes as we see Bobby deliver Double Axhandles on the Messiah of Pain, only to have Jenny Myst spin him around and kicks him in the midsection before delivering a Spinning Neck Breaker. She then turns her attention towards the man that has caused Goth so many problems after his kidnapping of her doll Amby. She runs the ropes and comes off from it by driving a knee straight in the face of Goth, who drops him head first into the canvas. Jenny immediately jumps him, wrapping her hands across his throat as she starts to choke him while the official cannot do anything but watch along due to the rules of Triple Threat Matches. Goth manages to temporarily get Jenny off of him by blasting his wrist across the temple from the champion as that causes her to drop down on the canvas beside him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Hard shot from Goth, will this be the moment that he can have some offence in this match??
Goth slowly gets to his feet, notices Bobby Ray charging in on him as he catches him in a Spine Buster and plants him hard in the middle of the canvas before going for the three count.
1!!
2!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: There’s that evil woman again!!!!
Jenny jumps him from behind, sinking her fingers into his eyes as Goth gets pulled off from Bobby Ray Willis as he starts to scream in agonizing pain. We see the anguish and hatred upon the face of Jenny Myst as she starts to scream at the tormentor of her life as we see Jebediah run towards the ring while holding on to Jenny’s doll Amby.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh not that lowlife again!!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: He is a man of the faith!! Have respect!!!
Jenny turns her attention towards Jebediah, her eyes darkened underneath her makeup as that causes Jebediah to stop from entering the ring apron. He looks at Jenny as he starts to taunt her with putting his flame thrower to Amby’s head as in an attempt to stay away from him. But instead of backing off we see Jenny charge forward and executes a Suicide Dive that surprises Jebediah and sends him crashing into the steel barricades to a large pop from the crowd. Jenny goes ballistic, pounding away at the helper from Goth before ripping the doll out of his grasp to a huge pop from the audience.
FLASH ROTTEN: She got her doll back!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Great stuff, but she needs to pay attention to inside the ring as well!!!
And indeed, we see Bobby Ray crawl over towards Goth as he grabs hold of his left leg and locks him in a pinning position.
1!!!
2!!!
Goth manages to get his shoulder off the canvas before the three count to be administered, bobby immediately wraps his arm across the throat of Goth in a reverse chin lock. On the outside we see Pogo emerge as Jenny hands him the doll as she slides back in the ring, charges in on Bobby Ray from behind with a kick to the back of his head. She then runs the ropes and delivers a knee to the face of Goth before going for the cover on the Messiah of Pain.
1!!!
2!!!
Goth manages to get his shoulder off the canvas before the three count, Jenny waists no time to cover Bobby Ray instead.
1!!!
2!!!
This time it is Bobby Ray that gets his shoulder off the canvas as Jenny grabs him by the head and pushes him into the ropes for an Irish Whip after getting him back to his feet. There Bobby Ray reverses the move and sends Jenny into the ropes before setting her up for a Back Body Drop. There he lifts Jenny up in the air, only for Goth to catch her in mid air after getting back to his feet and drops her hard with a Powerbomb into a pinning position.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Jenny gets her shoulder off the canvas, causing Goth to sit up and eats a boot in the face by Bobby Ray Willis before grabbing him by the long hair as he tosses him out of the ring and turns his attention towards Jenny Myst. Watching her with a big time grin upon his face as he sees her still on her back after suffering a sudden Powerbomb. He drops down and starts to choke her with both hands, screaming at the champion that he is going to beat her and take home the championship belt as the crowd are booing him. On the outside we see Goth crawl over towards the ring apron, there he looks underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair from underneath it before sliding it into the ring as he follows it into the ring as well. There he grabs the weapon behind the back of Bobby Ray as he swings it into the back of the other challenger, causing him to drop down to the canvas besides the champion. Goth begins to blast the chair across the back of Bobby Ray before turning his attention towards Jenny Myst who is slowly crawling on her hands and knees towards the ring ropes. There Goth blasts the chair across her back before spinning her around and sets up the chair where her throat is placed underneath the chair as that prevents her from doing anything and choking her with it as he sits on top of the chair while staring down at the champion with a sicking smile on his face.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Good God!! I knew that Goth was a sick individual!! But this is beyond even that!!!
Goth spits in the face of Jenny Myst, angering her even more before standing up from the chair while pushing it still down on top of her as he walks over to the other end of the chair and sets Jenny up for a knee drop across the forehead. Only for Bobby Ray to catch him off guard as he executes a Cross Body Block past the chair and that sends him and Goth into he ropes before both men fall to the outside onto the concrete padded floor. There we see both men get up and starting to trade blows on the outside, giving Jenny Myst an opportunity to catch her breath while we see Bobby Ray reverse an Irish Whip from Goth as this sends him crash shoulder first into the steel steps. Causing the top part of the steps to fall from the bottom part and crashes hard on the floor. There we see Bobby Ray grab hold of Goth and lifts him up for a Body Slam on top of the bottom part of the steel steps before grabbing hold of the top part of the steps and hold it up high above his head while measuring Goth in front of him.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh this is nasty!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth is a real sick man, but he is still a living and breathing human being!!!
We see Goth cough out loud, slowly starting to stir before he looks up and sees the presence of Bobby Ray standing there about to decapitate him with the top part of the steps. Goth lifts his arms in the air, starting to beg for him not to do it. Only for Bobby Ray to be dropped by a sudden aerial assault from Jenny Myst who jumps the top rope and blasts the top part of the steps with the steel chair that Goth had brought into the ring. This causes him to drop the steps on the concrete floor as he also places his hands against his ears due to the pain of the sound must have given him. Jenny gets up, blasts the chair across his back as that sends him falling over the top steps in front of him. Jenny then turns her attention towards Goth, placing the top of the chair across the throat of Goth to repay him from what he had done to her with that same chair a few moments ago. Goth is trying to use his strength to push the chair from his throat, only to have Jenny Myst to kick him between the legs as that causes the remainder of his resistance to be stopped. Jenny then lifts the chair up in the air, setting it up to blasts it across the face of Goth while having it draped across the bottom part of the steel steps.
DERRICK DIAMOND: OH NO!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: OH YES!!!!
Jenny is about to blast Goth across the face, but the chair gets stopped by Bobby Ray who grabs it from behind her and yanks the chair out of her hands. He then blasts the chair across her back as that sends Jenny Myst dropping on top of Goth as Bobby then blasts the chair several times across her back on top of Goth while screaming in agony as he feels victory could be near. He finally throws the chair inside the ring before grabbing hold of the seemingly helpless body of Jenny Myst before sliding her inside the ring. He then rolls into the ring and grabs the chair that he had slid in the ring as well and drops it in the middle of the ring before grabbing hold of Jenny Myst and sets her up for a Powerbomb on top of the hair. He quickly lifts her up in the air and then drops her hard on the chair before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
The count is broken up by Goth, who somehow had managed to slide in the ring and drags bobby off of the champion. Goth spins Bobby around for a clothesline, but Bobby ducks it before setting himself up on a clothesline on Goth. Only for Goth to block it and turns it around into his dreaded Sinful Confession finisher. Only for Jenny to have gotten to her feet and blasts Goth in the eyes with a myst that blinds him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth is blinded!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: She is going to beat him again!!!
Jenny rolls Goth up for a pin attempt as the official is about to go for the three count, only for Bobby Ray to drop an elbow on the back of Jenny before grabbing hold of her arm and tosses her out of the ring. He then turns his attention towards Goth as he grabs hold of his head and lifts him up before dropping him with a DDT on top of the chair for the pin.
1!!!
2!!!
3!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: BOBBY RAY WILLIS
Match Time: 17:51
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DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh my God! Willis took complete advantage of the situation and stole away the World Television Title!!
FLASH ROTTEN: All’s fair in love, war, and wrestling!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I can’t see Jenny Myst letting this stand for long!
Willis takes the championship quickly and leaves the ring, proud of what he’s done, as Jenny Myst furiously looks after him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I have been a part of WGWF for quite a while now Flash, I have seen a lot of strange matches. But this one HAS to be the weirdest!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: You know something Derrick?? I have been a part of a lot of twists in pro wrestling, more than I care to remember. But these clowns?? They make me want to put on a red nose!!!
The cameras turn to the outside of the arena. There we see a huge circus tent in the parking lot where we see clowns juggle in front of some of the fans. The camera turns inside the circus where the middle of the ring is a traditional circle that is completely surrounded by a huge cage that is normally used for tiger performances. We see Slapnuts stand in the middle of the area while holding onto his microphone.
Slapnuts: Welcome people to the unofficial Main Event of the WrestleWars extravaganza!!! Tonight we are going to entertain you with a Circus Deathmatch!!!
We hear the crowd react to the announcement as a lot of the fans are holding Cassette Collective signs, but also some of the fans are dressed like clowns who are cheering for the tag team champions.
Slapnuts: In order to win the match you have to knock both of your opponents down for a ten count!!
The crowd cheer and roar as they are expecting a lot of action as well as antics from the clowns that has their fandom get all excited.
Slapnuts: We have a cage that can be used as a weapon, we will have objects that are weapons!! And every five minutes we will have a circus act during our match to celebrate the legacy of the greatest tag team of the world!!! And of course the challengers who suck!!!
Crowd: Boo!!!!
Crowd: Let’s go Clowns!!
The camera pans towards the opening of the circus, revealing a vibrant retro comic book cover featuring The Cassette Collective in bold colours.
As "Spice Up Your Life" by The Spice Girls fills the air, the crowd erupts in cheers. The comic book cover springs to life, with KC and Pax bursting through with electrifying energy as they make their way to the arena.
Clad in flashy 80s-inspired wrestling attire adorned with cassette tapes, they strut around the arena, engaging with fans and posing for the cameras. KC tosses cassette tapes into the crowd while Pax soaks in the energy.
Upon reaching the middle of the arena, they taunt the fans once more before adopting a more serious demeanor, gearing up to make their mark tonight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The girls are ready!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: They THINK they are ready!!!
Suddenly we see clowns emerge on either side of the entrance, they are followed by acrobats and animal tamers. We see penguins emerge as well as the bearded lady that breathes fire that scares people off as we see one of the clowns catches fire and runs off before a second clown pours water over the first clown. We see stuffed lions being thrown into the crowd to cause them to get further excited before we see Pogo and Stitches walk into the circus arena while wearing the tag team championship belts around their waists. A large chorus of boos can be heard as well as some cheers from the crowd as the champs take off their belts and hand them over to Slapnuts who has hidden himself behind the bearded lady before running off to the back. All the circus performers leave the arena as a clown closes the door to the cage and we hear a clown hitting the claxon to start off the match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I have never seen anything like this EVER!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I remember this one time at bandcamp, but that’s a whole different story in its entirety.
We see Pogo and Stitches survey the surroundings, smile at the girls as they taunt them by taking off their tag team titles. Causing Pax and KC to charge at them, catching the clowns off guard as Pax kicks little Pogo in the stomach as that sends him crashing into the cage wall. We see him bounce off the cage wall as his face falls into the sand that covers the arena floor as Pax grabs hold of one of the clown's legs and starts to execute a miracle swing, spinning around as Pogo is holding his tiny hands in front of his mouth.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I am getting sea sick just watching this!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I’ve heard Pogo likes to eat seafood, I just wonder whether he has eaten prior to this match!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s disgusting Flash!!!
KC on the other end is trading blows with the larger clown Stitches, who blocks a punch and hits her in the midsection with the tip of his rather large shoe. This causes her to stagger backwards as a clock slowly emerges where we see a clock is ticking backwards from five minutes to zero. Signaling that when the clock has reached the count of zero that a circus performance will enter the fray and make this match even more entertaining. Stitches grabs hold of both of KC’s arms and starts to kick her in the stomach with his shoes before setting her up for a Catapult into the cage wall. There KC manages to grab hold of the wall and fakes a dive backwards, causing Stitches to fall flat into the ground as we hear the crowd laugh when he looks upwards again and some dirt has landed upon his face. KC then jumps off, hitting a Moonsault on top of Stitches as she rolls off of him while grabbing hold of her ribs due to a bad landing.
We turn our attention towards Pax, who has begun pounding away at little Pogo with closed fists. The tiny arms and hands are not enough for him to protect himself as he finally manages to alter the whole situation as he pushes his hand upon a button inside his glove, this button is apparently attached to a flower that consists of liquid that sprays in the face of Pax. She then staggers backwards, clearly blinded by it all as Pogo takes advantage of the given situation and executes a handstand, causing his feet to grab hold of the blinded face of a seated Pax and then sends her face first into the sand by a rather acrobatic move performed by the smaller clown.
FLASH ROTTEN: I don’t want to brag, but I taught him that.
DERRICK DIAMOND: YOU???!!!!!
Pogo follows it up with an elbow drop to the face of Pax before we see that the clock has reached the count of two minutes and thirty seconds as he turns his attention towards KC and his tag team partner Stitches. There we see KC duck a clothesline from Stitches, kicks him between the legs as she is stunned to see Stitches still standing there.
FLASH ROTTEN: I knew it!! These clowns are not from this planet!!!!
The moment distraction grants little Pogo to deliver a shot block to KC’s left knee, causing her to drop down as we see Stitches putting his hand inside his clowns outfit and pulls out a rather large pillow that somehow had protected his family jewels.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s unfair!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: No, that’s disgusting!!! That’s my pillow I borrowed those damn stinking clowns!!!!
Pogo and Stitches give each other a high five as Stitches turns his attention to KC, holding her in a bearhug as little Pogo puts on a rather large glove and goes for the Super Clown Punch. Only to get speared by Pax, who had gotten to her feet at the right time to come to the aid of her tag team partner. The spear sends both Pax and Pogo into the dirt as we see the rather large glove fly in the air and lands somewhere in the middle of the arena as the fans cheer for the comeback that Pax had made against the tag team champions. Pogo seems to be knocked out as Pax isn’t moving either as the camera turns back to Stitches and KC, who manages to break out of the tight grip that the clown had on her and follows it up with a kick in the midsection before delivering a spinning Neck Breaker as she turns her attention towards Pax. Who has slowly risen her head out of the dirt and from the lap of Pogo, who look at each other and we see a huge grin on Pogo’s face as he pushes the button once again but misses KC as she ducks the assault. She grabs his tiny legs, catapults him into the air before being caught by Pax and she drops him with a Brain Buster.
DERRICK DIAMOND: OHH!! Will we have our first competitor that will be counted out for a ten count???
We see an official run into the cage after opening the door, the official is wearing an acrobat outfit with a striped shirt as he starts to use a ten count on Pogo.
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We hear a claxon go off as the cage gets surrounded by platforms as we see a lion tamer walk into the arena holding a whip and a stick in his hand.
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The door opens as clowns walk out while holding a chain in their hands as they are dragging something into the cage.
FLASH ROTTEN: Stuffed lions???
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m sorry folks, but we had some issues with PETA and we could not put our talent into the same arena with actual lions!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Well actually, the real reason is that the real lions play football in Detroit.
Pogo has managed to get up before the count of ten, telling the ladies from the Cassette Collective that he is part Samoan and cannot be knocked out. Pax and KC pull him up, tosses him in the air behind them in a Back Body Drop. Only for Stitches to catch him as the two clowns smile before Stitches gets double super kicked by The Cassette Collective while we see the lion tamer tell the first lion to have a roar, where we suddenly hear a loud roar coming from the sound system as the lion jumps off the stage that he was sitting on due to a clown throwing it in the air as it lands on top of Pax. Who screams out in reaction before realizing that it is just a fake lion. She holds it in her hands and smiles before we have Pogo charge in on her angrily, she shoves the lion into his face as that causes him to stagger off again in fear.
FLASH ROTTEN: From unnamed sources have informed me that clowns really fear stuffed lions.
Pogo backs off in fear as the girls walk towards him as now both hold a stuffed lion, only to have Pax drop to her knees with a loud scream as we see Stitches have grabbed hold of the whip of the lion tamer and hit it in the back of Pax. Stitches then wraps the whip across her throat and starts to choke her with it while Pogo is running around, still screaming as KC is chasing him with a stuffed lion in her hand. Pogo reaches the door to the cage, trying to get it open to get out of it but it is closed.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The door won’t open for another two minutes Pogo!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Run clown run!!!!!
Pogo turns around, we see him look up and swallows as the lion gets stuffed into his face before she grabs hold of him and drives him into the dirt before we hear another claxon hit as the door opens up.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The Bearded Lady!!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: And she is on fire!!!!
The bearded lady enters the arena, she has a bottle of liquid in one hand and a burning stick. She takes a sip of the liquid and blows into the burning fire that causes a flame to shoot in the air as Pogo’s eyes grow wider and wider. Begging towards KC not to hurt him, but she throws the stuffed lion into his face before grabbing hold of his tiny arms and throws him into the air just at the moment that the bearded lady hits another firebolt into the air that scorches the bottom end of Pogo’s jacket.
FLASH ROTTEN: Jenny Myst is going to be upset!! She gave him that jacket for his birthday!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He had his birthday???
FLASH ROTTEN: It’s what he told me, who am I to say a clown is a liar???
We see Pogo run around as the flame creeps up his tiny jacket before dropping down into the dirt and starts to roll around. This gives KC the opportunity to turn her attention towards Stitches, who has the grip tightened around the throat of her tag team partner as she runs past him towards the cage. She jumps the cage and jumps off with a Springboard Bulldog Headlock that sends Stitches crashing down into the ground as he falls over the seemingly faded Pax. KC reaches down into her outfit and has smelling salt in her hand that revives her tag team partner a little. The two girls discuss taking out Stitches as they grab hold of a leg and then falls backwards as that sends him crashing into the bearded lady, causing her to drop the bottle of liquid onto the ground and the liquid falls onto the floor. This causes the bearded lady to get upset, grabbing Stitches into a big time bearhug as the beard is smothering Stitches in the face.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Good God!! Stitches is being dominated by the bearded lady!!!
Stitches is pleading with the bearded lady, telling her any excuse that he can come up with as that causes her to smile all of the sudden.
FLASH ROTTEN: What is she doing???
DERRICK DIAMOND: Parents!! Close the eyes of your children!!!!
The bearded lady suddenly plants a sloppy kiss upon the mouth of Stitches, whose arms are being lift in the air in panic only for them to drop down as he seemingly passes out as the bearded lady drops him to the ground.
FLASH ROTTEN: YUCK!!!!!
We see the shock upon the faces of the crowd before the camera’s turn their attention towards both Pax and CC of the Cassette Collective, who can’t believe what happened as we hear a ten count from an official who looks on from the outside.
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We see Pogo slowly crawl over towards his tag team partner, having worries upon his face as he tries to revive his friend by waving a very small napkin over his face.
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The desperation on Pogo’s face starts to grow as he drops the napkin as he remembers that he has a bottle of water in his jacket. Running his hands inside every possible pocket that he has inside his jacket, pulling out fake flowers, a rabbit, even a family of Penguins walk out into the arena but seemingly he cannot find a bottle of water.
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Pogo screams at Stitches, rubbing his shoulder while looking over his shoulder towards the Cassette Collective and asks them for a time out, only to receive a no from both of them as the ten count continues.
9!!!
Pogo realizes that Stitches is beyond being rescued, swallows hard as he looks ahead of him and nods his head. He reaches down inside his jacket as he turns around while holding something into his small hands.
10!!!
Slapnuts: The first wrestler being eliminated from this excited, ground breaking and quite possibly the best Clowns Death Match Ever!! Stitches the Clown!!!!
The crowd cheers as Stitches is still in lala land as the drool crawls out of his mouth while the girls grin at the small clown, believing that they have the match and the tag titles secured. Pogo suddenly opens his hands and shows something that nobody, including the girls has ever expected.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He has cassettes in his hands!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Brilliant move!! We all know that these broads cannot deny the old school cassettes!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Broads???!!! You mean girls!!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Yeah, whatever.
The girls look at each other, raising an eyebrow before turning their attention back to Pogo with a smile upon their faces. Pax bends down and reaches over to grab the cassettes, while KC warns Pogo not to try anything funny. Only for Pogo to grin as he notices that the five minutes just ended as we hear another large claxon. Causing the circus to go dark as a disco ball drops down and classic dancing music from the Bee Gees start to play. We hear a scream from one of the girls before it suddenly ends after a loud thud can be heard as the camera’s start to use an infrared option where we see Pogo standing with a rather large toy hammer as he had swung it against the back of Pax’s head. Pax due to the blow has fallen down face first into the dirt as the official on the outside starts to use a ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s unfair!!! Pogo knew what was going to happen!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh cry me a freaking river!! You cannot prove that!!!
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We see KC try to figure out where her tag team partner is, only to have her drop down to her knees as Pogo hit her in the stomach with the hammer. He then drops it, jumping on the back of KC and attempts to lock the Full Nelson around the neck of KC. But as always his small arms are too small for him to get them fully around the neck after wrapping them underneath the arms of KC. Desperately trying to somehow manage to get them to lock the fingers, but KC slowly gets up with an angry look on her face.
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KC is on her feet, still trying to find Pax but is unable to do so as Pogo managed to change his position and locks his tiny hands on the face of KC in order for her to be blinded as the official continues to use the ten count.
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Slapnuts: The second elimination in the Circus Death Match is Pax from the lousy Cassette Collective!!!
The crowd Boos, only to cheer to see KC reach behind her head and grabs hold of tiny Pogo and tosses him off her back by dropping him face first into the dirt. She has enough of it all, grabbing the burning object that the bearded lady had in her hands as she saw it burning somewhere close to her. She uses it to find her way towards the now turned Pogo. We see dirt splattered across his face, swallowing hard as he notices the destruction across the angry looking KC of the Cassette Collective. She screams at him, threatening him to be burned if he is going to pull another trick on her. Pogo looks around, trying to find something to combat the burning fire. Noticing one of the penguins, he holds it in front of him, only for the bird to go ballistic on him as it starts to wave its small wings and pecks towards the face of Pogo, causing him to fall down in fear. He hits his head against the stage of one of the stuffed lions, causing the amount of stuffed lions to drop on top of him.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The little guy got himself squashed!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Poor clown!! He has a fear for dangerous animals!!!
Pogo screams out in agony, waving his hands in the air as he tries to push off the animals from his tiny body. KC sees more stuffed animals around her, tosses them on top of the clown who tries to escape the attack from the stuffed animals as that seems as if every possible escape route is blocked by an animal. The fear can be seen on his face as that causes him to pass out.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He is out!!!!
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
Slapnuts: The winners of the match and new WGWF tag team champions are the Cassette Collective!!!!!
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WINNER VIA KNOCKOUT: THE CASSETTE COLLECTIVE
Match Time: 18:28
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We see the lights come back up again as we see KC jumping around before running over towards Pax. We see clown nurses run over towards both Stitches and Pogo while the official runs over towards the Cassette Collective with the tag team titles before handing them over towards the girls. Who then celebrates their win with the fans as we see Pogo being rescued out of the pile of stuffed animals and Stitches being revived by the bearded lady who has a huge smile on her face.
FLASH ROTTEN: I’m just so glad that this match is over…..
Put it before the Main Event-
AT&T Stadium erupts.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Wait just a minute, this is unexpected.
The ovation grows louder as Chris Page walks out to the top of the stage. A smile graces his face upon laying his eyes on the WGWF Universe for the first time in three months. Page looks out across the Stadium before taking a deep breath and making the long walk towards the ring.
FLASH ROTTEN: And the owner of the company is headed towards the ring!
DERRICK DIAMOND: This isn’t on our run sheet, Flash. Why is the boss coming out here? What’s this all about?
The fans along the entryway bow down to Chris as he passes them while tagging a random hand of fans along the way. Chris reaches the ringside area and climbs up on the apron of his ring. Chris steps through the ropes entering the squared circle. Chris walks across the ring where he reaches through the ropes and is handed a microphone. The music fades away leaving a solid chant of “CCP! CCP! CCP!” echoing throughout the stadium. Chris raises his microphone in his left hand while holding out the palm of his right hand in an attempt to quiet the ruckus crowd.
CHRIS PAGE: I know that I’m probably the last person you’d expect to see here tonight when you take into consideration the hectic schedule that has come my way over the last several months, and that will take me through the rest of the year; but, I couldn’t miss the biggest show of the WGWF calendar year and tell the guys and gals behind that curtain how proud I am of all of you for the work put into making this TWO NIGHT event something special.
The crowd responds with a round of applause.
CHRIS PAGE: With that being said let me get to why I’m here, and no… it’s not to announce an attendance or a record-breaking gate because we don’t need to stroke ourselves like that. What I am out here for is to make a few announcements. I’m not sure if you’re aware of this or not but Candice has opened up a new Velvet Rabbit in Greece which explains why she’s been away. In the interest of Monday Night Brawl, we’ve decided that a new General Manager has been appointed, and they will start work effectively on the next Monday Night Brawl.
FLASH ROTTEN: I knew I should have held out a little longer!
CHRIS PAGE: And no Flash, it’s not you.
FLASH ROTTEN: Damnit!
CHRIS PAGE: Not only will the new General Manager be on deck for Monday Night Brawl but it will also mark the first of TWO nights of the WGWF draft! That’s right, it’s time to shake things up a bit and see where things land amongst the Monday Night Brawl and Monday Night Smash rosters, but unlike our last draft… ALL CHAMPIONS ARE ELIGIBLE to be drafted. With that being said, the World Heavyweight Champion, The Bloodbath Champion, and the World Tag Team Champions will still be traveling between both brands to defend their titles against Number One Contenders as they are named.
DERRICK DIAMOND: A new General Manager, a Shake-Up Draft, Champions are eligible to be drafted! Oh my!
CHRIS PAGE: The last thing I want to take a moment to address is… what’s next? How do we follow an event like WrestleWars? I’ll tell you, we follow it with WAR GAMES!
The crowd erupts!
CHRIS PAGE: Sunday Night, June 30th, CCPE Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada, we go HOME!
The crowd roars louder.
CHRIS PAGE: I can also tell you that the Main Event of that show will be CJ PHOENIX challenging for the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship against the winner of tonight’s Main Event, and I can also tell you the current captains for the War Games Match set to take place. On one side of the ring, JOE MONTUORI will captain one team of 5… and on the other side of the ring DEVLIN KNIGHT will captain the other team… but if for some reason Devlin isn’t inclined to accept…
Chris gazes intently into the camera.
CHRIS PAGE: THEN I WILL.
The crowd explodes with a thunderous ovation as Chris continues.
CHRIS PAGE: Two teams of five. You can PICK YOUR TEAM. You bring them to WAR. Oh, and uh, if Devlin DOES captain the team, consider my name thrown in the hat to be selected should you feel so inclined.
FLASH ROTTEN: Holy crap!
Chris then states.
CHRIS PAGE: Little pig, little pig. Let me in.
Chris flips the microphone
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MEMPHIS BELLE It is time for our main event of the evening! Tonight, a months’ long feud comes to a close. This one is for the WGWF Heavyweight Championship of the World!!
The crowd may be tired, but they don’t show it, erupting into wild cheers at the most anticipated contest of the night.
MEMPHIS BELLE Introducing first, the challenger…
The intro to "Mi Gente", the Re-Mix by Jay Balvin featuring Beyoncé and Willy William begins to play getting the crowd to jump to their feet. Once the beat drops, out steps "Cholo" Giovanni Santana looking as good as ever and flashing that million-dollar smile. He holds his usual mezcal cocktail on his hand as he soaks it all in, feeling the love from the fans.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 5’10” and weighing 230 lbs, from El Paso, Texas, here is “CHOLO” GIVOANNI SANTANA!!
After a few seconds, Cholo makes his way to the ring. He walks up the steps, walks on the apron and after wiping his boots, respecting the ring, he gets inside. He walks towards the middle nodding his head to the beat of the catchy song, making his afro wave back and forth. Some of the fans get into it, especially the ladies and Cholo points and winks to some. He goes to chill in one corner, and when the ref comes over to check him, instead he hands him his drink and asks for another. The ref shakes his head not amused and he hands the drink to an official on the outside and then checks Cholo while he, and some of the fans nearby share a laugh.
FLASH ROTTEN: The challenger, Cholo, who at the Denzel Porter Invitational came extremely close to recapturing the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship and probably should have won if it were not for outside influences will get his second shot here tonight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This series of three matches between these two will come to an end tonight. Mac Bane has defeated Cholo twice now, but if you recall the first time at First Dance it was a surprise distraction by Tristian Slater that allowed for Mac Bane to hit the Branded and get the victory. And then at the Denzel Porter Invitational it was Tristain Slater and a masked figure helping Bane steal another one. Needless to say this second shot here? It’s been well earned.
FLASH ROTTEN: All of that has to be weighing on the mind of Cholo here tonight, after all that these two have done back and forth to each other, it boils down to this match. Will Bane have outside help here tonight? Or will he face these three stages alone?
MEMPHIS BELLE And his opponent…
As the first cords of “The Enemy” by Godsmack begin to play, the big Texan is out on the stage, the hate from the crowd is real as they boo him. He is attired in all black, leather duster, trunks, cowboy hat and boots. The most striking item is around his waist: The WGWF World Heavyweight Championship. Mac stares downward as the pyro erupts behind him and on both sides.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’6” and weighing 280 lbs, from Port Arthur, Texas, here is the current reigning, defending, undisputed WGWF Heavyweight Champion of the World… “THE ONE-MAN WRECKING CREW” MAC BANE!!!
The lights go out and then a single spotlight shines on Mac Bane. He raises his head up to a more natural position and then looks to the sky. He raises both arms in the “Hook’em Horns” fashion and then snaps his arms back down by his side as pyro erupts from the ring post. He nods his head along with the music as he continues down the ramp as the irate crowd begins littering the ramp with garbage, he pauses there briefly as he stares out an angry crowd. He doesn't stop to wipe his feet on the ring apron before finally entering the ring.
FLASH ROTTEN: The champion, Mac Bane, who captured that title at First Dance earlier this year standing tall in Texas tonight. This will be a three stages of hell match, each of the first two stages have been picked by the opponents.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo getting the first stage here with a submission match. Bane going with a welcome to hell match or anything goes to you and I.
FLASH ROTTEN: And if a winner hasn’t been decided by then, we’re going to a third stage which will be a Texas Death Match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How fitting for this place, huh? Texas Death match. That would provide the perfect nail in the coffin to this feud.
FLASH ROTTEN: For the first fall, the challenger Cholo has decided to make this a submission match. Should be interesting to see how both the challenger and the champion decide to approach this first stage.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You’ve got to be strategic in a match like this. Say your opponent locks you into an incredibly dangerous painful move, do you tap out right away to save yourself for the next two stages? Or do you fight back risking possible injury? Especially when the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship is at stake.
FLASH ROTTEN: Here we go, the main event of what has been an incredible two nights in Texas!
DING DING DING
Wasting little title, the champion, Mac Bane charges across the ring trying to get the immediate advantage on the smaller Cholo. But the former champion is able to duck under and Bane connects with only the Texas Stadium air with a wild clubbing swing. Cholo takes advantage of this and rolls the six and a half footer over with a school boy and turns it immediately into a single leg crab!! The crowd cheers loudly as Cholo leans back holding on the leg of the champion. Mac Bane scrambles for the ropes within a second and is able to use his long arms to catch the bottom forcing the referee to make Cholo break the hold.
FLASH ROTTEN: The champion getting caught off guard by the challenger. Good to know that even with the number of times these two have faced each other recently, they are still able to pull off a surprise here and there.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo nearly getting that leg to snap. What a quick win that would have been here tonight.
Bane pulls himself into the corner as Cholo gives him room in the ring to pull himself back up to his feet, there’s a ton of jawing back and forth between the two as the champion stands in the corner. Cholo points towards the leg that he just had in the single leg, as Bane dares him to try it again. Bane goes for the collar and elbow tie-up and easily pushes the undersized Cholo back towards the opposite corner turnbuckle, however, just before the challenger’s shoulders hit the corner he is able to duck behind the champion and rolls through with another school boy roll-up! Cholo grabs for the same leg again, but this time Bane counters with a mule kick that lifts Cholo off of his feet and to the mat. The champion gets right back up to his feet and charges in..
“SMMMMMACK!”
…connecting with a clothesline!! The challenger flipping over onto the mat in the process.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane showing the power there with an absolute brutal clothesline.
FLASH ROTTEN: A huge size difference between these two, but Cholo has been able to use his speed to his advantage in a lot of these matches. He just got caught there.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Thankfully for him, pins aren’t an option in this stage of the match.
Bane doesn’t give the challenger the same amount of time to recover as he was given, and immediately connects with a backhanded chop as Cholo gets back up to his feet. Bane continues to serve up a plateful of chops backing Cholo up against the ring ropes in the process. Bane sends Cholo into the ropes with a with whip, but on the rebound Cholo is able to duck under a second clothesline attempt. Cholo leaps as Bane turns around and strikes him right in the chest with a leaping knee strike. Cholo follows this up with a series of chops of his own which back the champion somewhat, and that’s when Cholo goes from the one handed chops to the two handed chops!! Each strike lands onto the chest of the champion like hammers, the echos hitting all the decks of the massive stadium in the process.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my, those chops just leave marks across each other’s chest. You can see the red marks from here to go along with the echoes.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Neither man is willing to hold back with the attacks, they know each other so well so they know that they cannot hold back.
Cholo goes for a whip of his own, but Mac Bane is able to stop dead in his tracks in the middle of the ring and pulls the challenger in close before lifting him high up overhead…
“SLLLLLLLAMM!”
…and slamming him down onto the mat with a thundering belly-to-belly suplex! Cholo bounces from the impact of that shot, but the champion isn’t about to give him the chance to roll out of the ring to safety. Instead, Mac Bane grabs Cholo’s leg and hooks on a single leg crab of his own!! Cholo is trapped in the middle of the ring as swings his arms wildly for the ring ropes while Bane sinks the hold about as deep as possible. The referee goes in to check on the challenger, but Cholo shakes him off immediately. Bane wrenches harder down on the hold trying to rip the leg right off of its stump in the process, but Cholo continues to shake off the referee.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane might just be trying to tear the leg of Cholo off right now!
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo doing everything he can to reach the ropes or crawl out of the ring!
Cholo begins to pull himself towards the rope as Bane leans nearly horizontal to the mat forcing Cholo not to just carry his weight, but also all near three hundred pounds of Mac Bane’s weight towards that bottom ropes. Bane wrenches even more, almost screaming for the leg to snap in the process or hoping for a genie to pop out of the knee of his opponent. Cholo pulls himself with his upper body one more time and he’s able to grab the bottom ropes. Not that it matters, Mac Bane holds onto the single leg crab even as the referee tells him to break the hold. After a couple of more warnings and Cholo nearly pulling himself through the bottom ropes, Bane breaks the hold and slams the challenger’s knee straight down onto the mat! Cholo falls from the ring to the floor below holding his leg in excruciating pain as Bane yells at the referee for forcing him to break that hold.
FLASH ROTTEN: Not at all happy about the officiating, the champion thinking he should have more leeway in the ring and with the rules.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Well yeah, Mac Bane’s the champion and all. But let’s talk about the damage that that hold has put into the challenger. Cholo might be seriously hurt at this point, and this was his chosen match… wait until we get to what Mac picked for the second stage of this match.
FLASH ROTTEN: You’re referencing the welcome to hell portion of this match, which is pretty much anything goes and if Cholo can barely walk, this might be a quick one.
Mac Bane ducks under the top ropes and leaps down onto the floor, this is easy pickings at this point. With a couple of well placed stomps onto the leg, Bane continues the attack on the part of the body that he’s targeting in this match. Bane pulls Cholo back up to somewhat of a vertical base and with all of his strength throws the challenger towards the nearest ringpost…
“CLLLAAANG!!!”
...which Cholo hits shoulder first! He stumbles after the impact right into the guardrailing, all while still hobbling on the one leg and now holding his shoulder in pain. For Bane this is just seeing red, the six foot six Texan rears back like and charges like a longhorn at his challenger.
“THUUD!!!”
And hits the concrete on the other side of the guardrailing as Cholo was able to duck underneath and send the champion up and over into the crowd.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my!! Cholo possibly overexaggerating the injuries there as he might have just suckered Mac Bane into making a massive mistake in this match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: All that weight crashing down onto the shoulder of the champion right there on the concrete. The champion might be the one who is hurt now.
Bane rolls back up to his feet using the guardrailing to help prop himself up, there are definite signs that he landed mostly on his right shoulder as he tries to shake it off and get the pain out. Cholo’s not about to give him any more time to recover as he reaches over the guardrailing and locks in his full nelson!! The crowd pops for the move on the outside of the ring. Bane wildly swings his arms trying to fight off the move that has ended many matches for Cholo.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo’s got ‘El Matador’ locked in on the outside of the ring!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane struggling, but he’s in a really awkward position right now as between him and Cholo is that metal rail and Cholo is using that really pull back upon.
FLASH ROTTEN: Added leverage to an already devastating move, but a submission only counts within the confines of that squared circle. Cholo’s going to get Bane back into the ring for this one to work.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Wait, what is Cholo doing now? Is he… is he…
FLASH ROTTEN: Yeah, I think he’s actually tickling Mac Bane!
The crowd is in a bit of shock as well as Cholo frees one of his hands from the full nelson grip and tickles Mac Bane on the jaw and then on the arms. Bane doesn’t seem at all ticklish, but the crowd is getting a good laugh at his expense. Cholo breaks the hold and joins in with the laughter of the crowd as his tickling act.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This might have been poorly timed on Cholo’s part, then again I don’t know when a good time to tickle Mac Bane would ever be to be honest.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo laying in on the mind games here early on in this match for sure.
Bane turns around and is met with a clubbing right hand from Cholo, but the Texan is pissed and fires back with a right hand of his own! On either side of the guardrailing the two begin to unload haymakers at each other, shots that might normally cause someone to hit the mat but with the adrenaline running seem to be bouncing off each other with little effect! Bane reaches back and unloads a shot to the shoulder of Cholo, but it just so happens at the same time Cholo had the same thing in mind. The two back off holding their shoulders in pain, which gives Bane time to get back over the guardrailing and back to the ringside area. Cholo slips back into the ring, still showing some signs from that single leg crab from earlier.
FLASH ROTTEN: We’re getting this one back into the ring finally, these two just going back and forth here with the attacks. It’s been a war of attrition up to this point, and honestly I don’t see this one changing anytime soon.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Very reminiscent of their previous wars, that's for sure. This one is going to be an absolute meat grinder before it’s over.
FLASH ROTTEN: Someone’s going to have to submit first, that’s the only way we’re going to move onto the second stage and then possibly a third stage after that.
Bane slides into the ring and is met with a couple of snap boots by Cholo, but the big Texan is still able to pull himself back up to his feet which causes the challenger to switch to the jab shots and a couple of back handed chops. Bane responds with a couple of chops of his own, but Cholo ducks under a big swinging right hand and latches right onto the shoulder of Bane with a standing armbar that puts all of Cholo’s body weight right down onto the joint. Bane yells out in pain as he drops to a knee trying to fight off his challenger’s great counter move. The two begin to struggle a bit as the referee checks in on the champion to see if he’s going to give up, but Bane shakes off the referee.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Once again, does Mac Bane risk a shoulder injury going into the next stage? Or does he tap here and live to fight on?
FLASH ROTTEN: While that’s a great point by you, I don’t think the champion is putting that much thought into any strategy right now he’s just trying to fight off the pain.
Bane’s shoulder continues to be wrenched by the challenger as the referee makes sure that Bane doesn’t want to tap out. The champion shakes it off, a little less definitive this time compared to before, but before it looks like it is going to get worse the long free arm of the champion is able to hook the back leg of Cholo and he is able to trip him up and off of the hold. Bane gets right back up to his feet his shoulder dangling from the hold, Cholo turns around but the champion leaps up and connects with a flying knee strike! A second driving knee strike and Cholo is backed up into the corner where Bane reaches back with his other arm and unloads with an absolute blast of a backhanded chop! With that same good arm Bane sends Cholo flying across the ring backfirst into the farside corner…
“THUUUD!”
…and it’s Cholo who hits the pads extremely hard this time. Bane charges across and is somehow able to fight through the pain to pull his right arm up into a clothesline position and strike!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Absolutely vicious clothesline into the corner, but Bane using that arm that Cholo targeted earlier might not have been the best of ideas.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Instincts. Hard to change what you’ve done a thousand times before.
Bane stumbles back from the pain which gives the challenge a chance to recover and charge in and strike…
“SLLLLLLAMM!”
…but Bane was ready for that and counters with a scoop powerslam that might have driven Cholo through the mat if it was any worse constructed. Bane immediately gets back up and heads over into the corner climbing up to the middle ropes. He raises his massive ham hock of a right hand and leaps from the middle ropes but Cholo gets his leg up in time and catches Bane in the chest! Bane is able to wrap his arm around that leg, however, and turns Cholo’s counter into a counter of his own right into a Texas Cloverleaf!
FLASH ROTTEN: What an incredible counter to the counter by Mac Bane there and he’s got the challenger dead to rights in the middle of the ring in that devastating submission hold.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The Cloverleaf doesn’t give Cholo much of a chance to wiggle around and squirm his way towards the ring ropes.
FLASH ROTTEN: And we can hear Mac Bane just screaming towards the challenger to tap out as he leans back in that hold.
DERRICK DIAMOND: To get out of this Cholo’s going to have use his upper body strength to pull himself up and crawl to the ring ropes. Which probably feels like a mile away at this point.
Sure enough to fight this hold Cholo pushes down on the mat and pushes himself up trying to crawl forward. After a couple of feet the injured shoulder of Cholo gives out which leaves him to crawl with only the one. Mac Bane continues to yell and demands for Cholo to tap out, the referee keeps on checking but the challenger is not ready to give in just yet.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Maybe Cholo should tap here, he’s not going to be able to walk after this if he doesn’t.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo continuing to try and drag himself towards those ring ropes. He’s not ready to quit, not yet!
Slowly the hand of Cholo goes up into the air as Bane wrenches back on the cloverleaf putting and incredible amount of pressure on the legs and lower back of the challenger. Everyone in the crowd waits with bated breath as Cholo’s hand shakes ready to tap, but instead he reaches and grabs the bottom ropes. The referee informs the champion, but Bane doesn’t let go and instead pulls with his might taking Cholo back towards the middle to reassert the hold. However, just before Bane sits back down Cholo is able to take advantage of the lack of leverage and rolls under through Bane’s legs breaking the hold! Bane goes flipping as Cholo shows off his technical skill.
FLASH ROTTEN: A great counter there by the challenger and he has freed himself from that devastating hold.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You can see the effects that had on Cholo, though. He’s lucky to be standing.
But Cholo’s not standing for long as Mac Bane buries his injured shoulder right into the injured lower back of the challenger and sends him crashing chest first into the corner turnbuckle. Bane continues with a clubbing shots to attack that lower back of his challenger causing pain that races through all of Cholo’s limbs. Bane lifts up Cholo and places him onto the turnbuckle facing away from the ring, for good measure he hits a couple of more shots to the back and follows him up to the top. The crowd stirs to their feet as they know they’re about to see something that could be extremely bad for one of these two men. Bane wraps his arms around the waist of the challenger and lifts…
“SSSSSLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAMM!”
…but the sound you heard was only the body of Mac Bane hitting the mat as Cholo is somehow able to land on his feet after the attempted belly to back superplex!! The crowd pops as Cholo races up right behind the champion, who is stunned from the impact of the move, and wraps on the full nelson once again!
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo’s got him!! Cholo’s got him for a second time here with El Matador!! Bane’s got nowhere to go…
DERRICK DIAMOND: What an incredible counter from the top ropes and now the challenger has the champion dead center in the ring.
Mac Bane struggles as he tries to walk towards the ring ropes, but just before he’s able to touch the top ropes with those long arms Cholo wraps his legs around the champion and drops backwards onto the canvas holding onto that full nelson about as tight as possible. Bane’s face is beyond red and turning shades of purple as the referee checks in on him. Bane struggles, even grabbing the referee by the shirt at one point but then it happens, Bane taps out to El Matador!!
DING DING DING!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: The winner of the first stage of the match, Cholo!
FLASH ROTTEN: He did it! He did it! Cholo has put the champion in the defensive here as he takes the first stage of this match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: If I were him, I’d just hold onto that move since stage two welcomes us all to hell!
FLASH ROTTEN: There needs to be a reset to this match, and the referee is informing Cholo that he must break the hold before moving onto the next stage of this championship bout. Cholo doesn’t seem to be too happy about being forced to break the hold, but he does so…
Cholo is backed off into the corner as Mac Bane crawls towards the otherside of the ring, the referee stands between the challenger and the champion at this point and is doing his best to inform them both what the next stage of the match will be. Needless to say, Mac Bane isn’t listening as he struggles to even get to a vertical base after having the full nelson locked around his throat for a good amount of time. Cholo, on the other hand, acts like a wild bull just waiting for the gate to go up and charge. The referee turns towards the timekeeper at ringside and calls for the bell…
DING DING DING!!
…but before the third ding of the bell, Choilo is already across the ring and trying to once again hook on the full nelson!! The crowd gets to their feet thinking that this second stage might be over before it even begins. Mac Bane does everything possible to keep from letting Cholo lock his hands across his throat for a third time this match. In the struggle between the two, Mac Bane is able land a stunning back elbow to the midsection of Cholo, but with Cholo holding Mac is forced to up his counter attack and ducks between the top and middle ropes in the corner sending Cholo face first into the ring turnbuckle!
FLASH ROTTEN: Great counter by the champion able to escape from yet another El Matador attempt by the challenger.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane’s struggling with his shoulder now, you can see the toll holding out that long before submitting in the first stage has done to his body. Not being able to follow up that great counter right now is costing him a chance to get back into this match.
FLASH ROTTEN: And remember, Mac Bane picked this stage and what he picked was no rules, anything goes match. Which if you’ve been paying attention falls right into the champion’s wheelhouse as he’s been the one willing to do anything it takes to hold onto his title belt.
Cholo is back to his feet and Bane gears up and throws his first haymaker in a while, but with his off hand, he follows that up by attempting to drop another haymaker with is bad shoulder but Cholo is able to catch that and…
“SLLLLLAMM!”
…is able to counter with a neckbreaker! The champion hits the canvas hard, but has the awareness to roll out of the ring and to the floor to safety. Cholo’s not about to let the champion recover on the outside of the and he follows to the floor right after the champ.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane has made a living on the outside of the ring, and add to that the fact there are no rules? Well, if I were Cholo I’d just wait inside the ring.
FLASH ROTTEN: Cholo going after Mac Bane, probably thinking not to let a wounded dog have a chance to recover here on the outside.
Cholo charges around the side of the ring connecting with a double axehandle shot right between the shoulder blades of the champion. Bane stumbles forward, nearly falling into the steel steps leading into the ring, but is able to stop himself just in time. Cholo charges in again from behind…
“CRRRRRRRASSSHHH!”
…but somehow the champion is able to side step the challenger and he sends Cholo crahing right into the steel steps on the outside!! The top half is knocked off from the impact of Cholo’s body. Bane immediately picks up the challenger by the back of the head and for good measure slams Cholo down face first right onto the bottom half steel steps. Bane, now with a smile on his face, heads towards the ring apron with bad intentions.
FLASH ROTTEN: I can’t imagine what Mac Bane is looking for underneath that ring, but he’s had all day to plan for this part of the match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I think it truly is time for Mac Bane to welcome Cholo to hell.
And sure enough from under the ring Mac Bane slides out a sledgehammer. The crowd reacts loudly as Bane holds up the sledgehammer for all to see before turning his attention to a recovering Cholo. Bane charges in…
“SMMMACK!”
…landing a hammer shot right to the side of his opponent. The entire Texas crowd gasps in sudden silence as Cholo crumples back down onto the bottom part of the steps. Bane stands over his fallen opponent and lifts up the sledgehammer high over his head once again.
“SMMMMMACK!”
Connecting with a second shot right down onto the chest of his opponent. Bane then tosses the sledgehammer up and over his shoulders right into the ring as he stands over Cholo’s body on the steps. Blood is now pouring from the head of Cholo as Bane reaches down and wipes it over his hands.
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my God. This is truly a disturbing sight to see here folks. Mac Bane using that sledgehammer and just busting open his opponent, possibly breaking some ribs with the second shot.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And now all he has to do is drag Cholo back into that ring and cover him up for an easy three count to win this stage of the match.
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane’s one step ahead of you there, as he begins to pull the absolute limp body of Cholo right off of that bottom half of the steel steps.
Bane is pulling his challenger by the arm, sliding him across the ring mat on the outside back towards the middle. Bane reaches down and scoops up Cholo who is sporting the crimson mask at this point and rolls him right back into the ring after some effort. Bane slides into the ring and with a quick crawl goes for a pin on Cholo.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE---KICKOUT!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Holy sh--
FLASH ROTTEN: Somehow Cholo kicked out! Somehow he got his shoulder up at the last possible moment and I think the only person even in more shock than this crowd is Mac Bane himself.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh, he’s confused alright.
Bane looks at the referee in shock and then gets back up to his feet not wanting to waste anymore time in this match. Bane scrambles around looking for the sledgehammer that he tossed in over his head earlier, locating in near the far side ropes. He picks it up waiting for Cholo to get back up to his feet and charges in at his opponent, but Cholo is able to duck under the shot. Cholo slings himself off of the ropes and flys through the air connecting with a flying forearm knocking the champion down and sending the sledgehammer out of the ring in the process. Both men lay on the ground in the middle of the ring sucking as much wind as possible. The crowd cheers loudly, gathering in support of Cholo and urging him to pick himself up.
FLASH ROTTEN: Both men are down, the toll of this match is showing on both of them.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s a real shame that that sledgehammer fell out of the ring, because I’m sure that Cholo would love to return the favor with that thing.
Both men begin to get back up to their feet, the blood still trickling down the face of the challenger while the champion uses the ropes to himself back up to a vertical base. Bane charges and swings wildly with a clothesline attempt, but Cholo is able to duck underneath that and from behind connects with a back stabber!! Cholo hooks the legs of Bane with a double stack and goes for a cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE?
NO!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane gets the shoulder up at the last possible moment! Cholo nearly pulling off this second stage and winning the WGWF Heavyweight Championship in the process.
DERRICK DIAMOND: By the looks of it, that cover must have surprised Bane more than anything else. I think the big Texan still has plenty left in the gas tank.
Cholo rolls to the oustide of the ring, and now he’s the one fishing under the ring apron eventually he’s able to take out a couple of steel chairs. One of which he slides into the ring, and the other he carries with him. Cholo waits for Bane to begin to stir in the ring as he winds up on the chair and unloads the moment the champion turns around…
“SMMMMMMMMACKK!”
…connecting with a shot right between the eyes!! Bane wasn’t able to even put a hand up in defense and the metal of the chair landed true. Bane falls to his knees in the ring, which gives Cholo another wide open shot to unload with that chair.
“SMMMMMMMMMMACK!”
What you didn’t think he would? Cholo nails Bane with a second chair shot leaving a massive dent in the chair itself and a dent in the forehead of Mac Bane. But before the blood begins to trickle downwards the champion falls face forwards and onto the mat. Cholo drops the chair and flips the champion over onto his back, he hooks the leg again and goes for the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!?
NO!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane gets the shoulder up somehow, someway! The champion kicks out and Cholo is complete and utter shock as is the rest of this crowd. They were all ready to celebrate a new champion here tonight.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It wasn’t a slow count by any means, Bane just managed to throw that shoulder up. I don’t believe it either.
Cholo wipes the blood from the look of disbelief on his face as he gets up and heads over to the nearest corner of the ring. He picks up the extra chair and wedges it between the top and middle corner turnbuckles before back over to where Mac Bane is still having trouble trying to get back to his feet. Bane tries to pull himself up using Cholo, but Cholo grabs him by the back of the head and unloads of a couple of right hands before pulling the champion all the way back up to his feet. Cholo shows off the strength he has as he lifts up the champion over his shoulder and charges towards the corner with the chair in it…
“SMMMMMMMMMACKK!”
…but Mac Bane slips out of the running power slam attempt and shoves Cholo chest first into the steel chair instead!! Cholo spins around right into the waiting arms of the champion who lifts Cholo high into the air into a vertical suplex…
“SLLLLLLLLLLLLAMMMMM!”
…driving the champion damn near through the mat with the suplex slam!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Branded!! Branded!! Mac Bane hits that move that has ended hundreds of matches in his career on the challenger dead center in the ring!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: But Mac Bane is down on the mat as well, he’s not to make the pin attempt.
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane might still be dazed from those two chair shots and is taking some time trying to find where Cholo is in the ring.
Bane eventually reaches out with his hand and slowly drapes it over the chest of Cholo. The referee dives into position to make the count on the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THRE-SHOULDER UP!
FLASH ROTTEN: No! No! Cholo got the shoulder up!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane wasn’t able to put most of his weight on that pin attempt and that’s all the opening Cholo needed to flip that shoulder up right at the end.
FLASH ROTTEN: This stage has certainly pushed both men to their absolute limit. Truly both have been welcomed into the gates of hell here tonight.
Mac Bane slides out of the ring and heads to the ring apron where once again he goes digging for what’s underneath. This time he pulls out a long wooden table which makes this Texas crowd extremely happy, but before he sets the thing up his eyes meet up with that of the sledgehammer that he had earlier. Bane stops dealing with the table in favor of his trusty hammer. Bane slides back into the ring as Cholo is stumbling around in the ring trying to get his barrings. Cholo has managed to pick up a chair, but he drags it around like a caveman as he moves about. Bane sneaks up from behind and as Cholo spins around…
“SMMMACKK!”
…hits the chair in Cholo’s hands with the sledgehammer!! Cholo was able to block, Bane’s hand drives into the chair as a result. Bane drops the sledgehammer in pain and that gives Cholo an opening to wrap his arms around the champion with another full nelson hold!! Cholo locks the hold in tightly again.
FLASH ROTTEN: El Matador!! Once again Cholo has that full nelson locked in on Mac Bane, the same hold that won him the first stage of this match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo trying to once again choke the life out of his opponent here, everything on the line here now!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane struggling, but fading here. We’re going to have a new champion!!
Bane’s arms slow down and begin to droop a bit as Cholo squeezes so tightly that his own face turns beat red along with the champions’. Bane drops to one knee as he slowly stops fighting against the hold, the crowd begins to seize the moment to begin to rally to the possibility of a new champion here tonight.
“SMMMMMACKK!”
“SMMMMMACKK!”
Bane shocks that crowd as he is able to grab a hold of one of the chairs in the ring and smacks Cholo on the top of the head twice!! Bane is able to break free as Cholo grabs the top of his head in pain.
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane breaks free! The champion luckily got ahold of one of those chairs and used it to break free.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The breaks just keep on breaking in favor of the champion here tonight.
Bane gets back up to his feet coughing, and just as Cholo turns around he is hit by a pop-up powerbomb by the champion sending Cholo backfirst into the corner turnbuckles! Cholo bounces off the corner right into the arms of the champion one more time. Bane lifts him up into the air…
“SLLLLLLLLAMM!”
…and drives him to the mat for a second time with Branded! However, this time Cholo’s back lands directly onto that steel chair. The moment Cholo stops bouncing, Bane hooks the legs of the challenger for the cover.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
DING DING DING!!
FLASH ROTTEN: And the winner of the second stage, the champion Mac Bane!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Incredible warfare through that stage, both men left bloody and beaten.
FLASH ROTTEN: But now, the final stage. The stage that will determine who will walk out of WrestleWar the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion.and how fitting will it be here in the heart of Texas we have ourselves a Texas Death Match.
DERRICK DIAMOND: An absolutely brutal match, not only do you have to pin your opponent but then hurt them enough that they can’t answer the ten count. From what we’ve seen so far in this match, that’s going to take a lot to keep either of these two down for a ten count.
FLASH ROTTEN: Both men have been battered, perhaps one of them can manage to keep the other down someway yet.
The referee gets between Mac Bane and Cholo, he directs Bane over towards the corner as Cholo crawls towards his. With some last minute words and going over the rules the referee calls for the bell to start the third stage.
DING DING DING!
Here we go! Both men pull themselves to the middle of the ring, equally drenched in sweat with crusted blood being overtaken by a dribble of the fresh stuff and just stand there nearly nose to nose. The challenger and the champion standing there as their chests heave in and out breath with a long stare down.
This goes on for a little bit. The crowd begins to stir once again, in the middle of what has been a war these two are refusing to back down to the other one. Even in a stare down. The roar of the crowd grows even louder, but neither man moves. Neither man gives an inch. In fact, the two both dare to take a step forward and now they’re nose to nose.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m getting chills here, absolute chills. If you think the hell these two have put each other through not just tonight, but over the course of this year and now in the midst of chaos they just stand there.
FLASH ROTTEN: This crowd seems to understand that too. Neither man has to utter a word here tonight, just looking through the others’ eyes right down into their soul. One of these two men will be defeated here tonight, but right now they are immortal.
If this were a hockey fight the gloves would have just come off. The stare down has ended, both men begin to unload on each other with haymakers dead center in the ring and the crowd loves every second of it. If this were a hockey fight, this would be Bob Probert vs. Marty McSorley who went nearly one hundred seconds throwing shots at each other. Neither man backs down from the other's attack and with each hit they seem only to swing harder. Both men have grown nearly feral at this point, their wounds have been reopened, hatred fills their eyes and they continue to swing with everything they’ve got left.
FLASH ROTTEN: The champion and the challenger go back and forth in the middle of the ring!! But after what has been a hell of a fight they are starting to slow down a little bit.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Arms get tired, even professional boxers can’t throw haymakers forever.
With more time in between shots the two begin to move around a bit, a big right hand from Mac Bane finally backs up the challenger. However, as Bane goes for a follow up Cholo is able to duck under the right hand again and he slings himself off the ropes. Cholo leaps into the air and for the second time tonight connects with that flying forearm of his that causes the champion to stumble backwards up against the ropes. Bane springs from the ropes right back towards his opponent…
“SLLLLLLLAMMM!”
…and eats a powerslam!! Cholo flipping Bane over extremely quick causing the huge impact of that slam. Cholo is right up to his feet again and eyes the steel chair which is still laying in the ring from the last stage. He quickly scoops that up and gets ready to unload one more time, the crowd gets ready one more time, but as Cholo turns around to knock the champion down, Bane is there and connects with a kick that sends the chair right into the face of the challenger!! Cholo is down on the mat and Bane falls on top of him for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FLASH ROTTEN: And now the question is can Cholo answer the ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That chair went right into the forehead of Cholo, it might have opened up another gash there as there is just blood oozing out all over the mat.
FLASH ROTTEN: The referee has begun his count here, Mac Bane is still pulling himself up to his feet but he’s going to have a chance to recover here now.
The referee has already gotten up to five. At six, Cholo begins to stir and begins to pull himself back up to his feet. The crowd begins to cheer in order to help push the challenger back up to a standing vertical base and by eight he’s once again standing. Standing well enough for the referee to allow the match to continue here. Bane unloads with a couple of right hands and then hits a running knee strike which causes Cholo to hit the mat once again. Bane looks around and heads to the outside of the ring as if an idea has just leapt into his brain. The champion picks up the table that he pulled out earlier in the match and slides it into the ring, much to the enjoyment of the crowd.
FLASH ROTTEN: Mac Bane with that table, and this cannot be good for the challenger whatsoever. That man has evil intentions on his mind as he is just thinking of ways to keep Cholo down for the ten count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: So many ways he could go with this one, but anyway that he chooses I sure hope the WGWF medical staff is ready to go.
Bane sets up the table near the hard camera side of the ring and then turns his attention back towards his opponent. Bane kicks Cholo right in the midsection and sets him into a standing headscissor hold, with a lift he hoists the challenger high over his head into a powerbomb but his one shoulder still isn’t one hundred percent and the moment’s hesitation allows Cholo to free himself and Cholo quickly drops Bane to the mat with a DDT!! The crowd pops hard for that counter as Cholo saved himself and his hopes in this match. The challenger’s eyes look at the table in front of him and now he’s the one with bad ideas on the brain as he pulls Bane back up to his feet and sends him into the ropes…
“CRRRRRASSSSSHH!”
…driving the WGWF Champion through the table with a spinning spinebuster slam that causes the table to explode in half from the impact!! Cholo hooks the leg of the champion for the cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FLASH ROTTEN: And now it is Mac Bane who is going to have to answer before the count of ten.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He’s also going to have to pull splinters out for the next few days afterwards.
The referee has already gotten to the three, but Cholo isn’t going to wait around like Bane did to see what happens, instead Cholo dips to the outside of the ring over to where the steel steps have already been knocked over and he begins to dig under the ring. The referee’s count has gotten to seven and Bane begins to roll back up to his feet. He’s not looking too good, however, and crawls towards the referee to pull himself back up while stopping the referee from continuing the count. Bane rests up against the ropes, but the moment his eyes lay upon what Cholo has brought into the ring he can rest no more.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh my, Cholo has brought in from the under the ring the toolbox in which they keep the tools to put the ring together with.
FLASH ROTTEN: He’s going full Sears here tonight.
Cholo unclasps the toolbox and picks it into the air before slowly turning it over and dumping all the various ring tools onto the canvas. He then dumps the box to the outside as he looks over the heavy weaponry that lays at his feet. The first one up in his hands is an oversized wrench, Cholo doesn’t waste anytime and charges across the ring going for the knockout blow, but Bane is able to move out of the way avoiding a wrench to the face. However, Cholo is still quick and before Bane can counter he nails the champion in the ribs with the wrench not once, but twice. Bane doubles over in pain and stumbles as he attempts to run away from the challenger. Cholo goes after him, but Bane connects with a back elbow shot which causes Cholo to drop the wrench. From out of nowhere Bane then connects with a STO that drives Cholo to the mat, both men are down in pain.
FLASH ROTTEN: Both men are down, both men are in some serious pain now. We have waded out into the deep waters now.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I’m waiting for someone to use the kitchen sink at this point, to be honest.
Bane rolls to the outside of the ring and to safety, Cholo crawls over to where the rest of the ring tools are laying and grabs the mini-sledge. Bane, on the other hand, begins to dig under the ring and grabs a hold of a ladder!! The crowd gives some approval for the choice of the weapon as Bane slides the ladder back into the ring, The champion is able to pick up the ladder in time to prevent getting hit by the mini-sledge! Bane then lifts the ladder into his arms and heaves it across the back of the challenger! Cholo lets out a scream in pain as the metal bounces off. Bane picks up the ladder one more time and is about to drop the ladder one more time but Cholo slams the mini-sledge hammer right into his midsection instead!! Bane falls backwards in pain as Cholo rolls away.
FLASH ROTTEN: There has been carnage left all over this ring now. I don’t even know if there’s enough room to make a pin attempt at this point.
DERRICK DIAMOND: We might need some cleaning up here just in case, right?
Cholo looks at the mallet in his hands and then at the ladder, he drops the mallet and instead goes for the ladder in the ring. The referee, who hasn’t had much to do, has pushed out some of the pieces of the broken table to the floor. Cholo places his head through the ladder as Bane gets back up to his feet…
“SMMACK!”
“SMMACK!”
…and nails the champion twice as he spins around with the ladder over his shoulders!! Cholo then lifts up the ladder and places between the middle and top ropes as he heads over towards the champion and picks him up. The challenger throws Bane into the ropes, scoops, spins and…
“CRAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSH!”
...gives the champion a spinning sidewalk slam right down onto the propped up ladder!! There is so much impact from that slam that the metal ladder bent in a couple of places where Mac Bane’s back connected. Cholo immediately goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FLASH ROTTEN: Can the champion answer the ten count again?! That was one hell of a shot he just took crashing through the ladder
DERRICK DIAMOND: Cholo might have taken some of that as well, he just rolled off after that pin and isn’t moving around much himself. The toll of this match has made both men slow in getting up.
The referee hits six and Bane just now starts to move, he does his best to grab a hold of the ring ropes in order to pull himself up to his feet. Slowly he tries to pull himself back up to his feet as the referee continues to count.
SEVEN!!
EIGHT!!
NINE!!
TE--NO!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane is back up to his feet and the referee stops the count.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How he made it I will never know.
However, Bane doesn’t have any time to recover as Cholo charges in and connects with a running clothesline that not only sends the champion up and over the top ropes, but also sends himself up and over to the outside of the ring!! Cholo eventually is the first one back up on the outside after a few moments, Bane is also somehow back to crawling across the floor. Cholo flips up the ring apron looking underneath the ring until he finds his target. As he slides out the object, the entire crowd erupts in unison.
DERRICK DIAMOND: And now this match is about to get crazy.
FLASH ROTTEN: It wouldn’t be a Texas Death Match without a little barbed wire! The challenger has a spool the wire out now and this is going to get bad.
Poking himself in the process, Cholo tosses the spool of barbed wire into the ring. He then makes his way over towards Mac Bane and hits him a couple of times for good measure before pulling the big Texan back up, but Bane hits the challenger in the ribs with a back elbow. Bane then lifts the challenger up onto his back…
“TTTHHHHHHHHHUMP!!”
…hitting him with a backdrop driver right onto the bottom half of the steel steps!! With Bane’s weight crashing down onto his body Cholo hits with a heavy thump. Bane eventually pulls himself up and throws the challenger back into the ring as he follows suit. It is at this moment that the champion’s eyes lock onto that of the spool of barbed wire that Cholo tossed into the ring earlier. Bane picks up the barbed wire and shoves it between the top and middle ropes, poking himself in the process.
FLASH ROTTEN: Bane’s set up that barbed wire, this might be the end here folks.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This isn’t going to be pretty no matter what happens.
Bane picks up the challenger and sends him for a ride!! Cholo hits the barbed wire chest first into the corner, but before he can pull himself away the champion crashing in right behind him shoving his chest even further into the wire!! Sure enough the barbs have dug into the chest at a number of points into Cholo’s chest, some as caught onto the forearm of the challenger as well. Bane rips the challenger right out of the corner causing the spool of barbed wire to tear itself apart as Cholo stumbles backwards, Bane grabs the barbed wire and throws it at Cholo just as he charges in…
“SMMMMMACKK!”
…and connects with an absolutely vicious head strike right to the side of the head that sandwiches the barbed wire against the challenger’s head! Cholo hits the mat hard as Bane thinks about a cover, but instead pulls the bloody challenger back up to his feet once again. Bane takes some of the barbed wire and begins to wrap it around the head and neck area of his challenger.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The champ is turning the challenger into a barbed wire mummy!
FLASH ROTTEN: These two just keep on upping the ante in this match, but this isn’t just a WGWF World Title match, this is beyond personal a feud that has raged for the entirety of the year.
Bane tosses the mummified Cholo into the corner and charges in going for another splash, but Cholo moves out of the way and Bane hits the corner turnbuckle hard. Cholo fires away with a couple of wild clotheslines into the corner, and then he stops and begins to wrap the barbed wire around his forearm. Cholo then begins to fire away with some more clotheslines!! Cholo then scoops up the big Texan and seats him up onto the top of the turnbuckle and begins to climbs up along with him. Cholo fires a couple of more barbed wire wrapped shots into the forehead of Bane until he decides to just grind away instead!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He’s ripping up flesh like a paper shredder!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Neither of these wrestlers will ever look the same after this one!
With Bane in a bad way, Cholo works to get around him, planting a massive move off of the turnbuckle. He gets to Bane’s side, starting to grab his arm to try and lift him into position for El Matador once again!! But Bane fights him off with an elbow, nearly sending Cholo flying. The challenger hangs on, then punches away at Bane, stunning him with the shots. Cholo then looks to the audience, calling for them to take flight off the top, as he starts to get under Bane… but Bane fires up with a barbed-wire-wrapped fist, right into Cholo’s nether regions!!!! Cholo (and every single male in the arena) groan in agony, as he slumps down onto the top rope, hanging there as Bane wipes blood out of his eyes.
FLASH ROTTEN: Good thing Cholo likes to help orphans, because I don’t know if he’s going to have any kids of his own now!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: That had to be excruciating!!
FLASH ROTTEN: For him AND us!
As Cholo stays on the turnbuckle, hanging there, Bane slides off to the mat. He picks up a discarded chair, turning and viciously smashing Cholo in the head once more!! Cholo slumps, not moving, as Bane stumbles away, leaving the ring. He goes outside, pulling out another table from underneath the ring!! But this one looks to be special, as it’s got a brand marked right in the top of it. A brand that looks like Mac Bane’s symbol. Spikes are coming out of it, sticking up in the air. The table, which looks heavily fortified, is slid into the ring, with Bane coming back in after it and setting it up in the middle of the ring.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That table looks nasty!!
FLASH ROTTEN: This one’s not for Thanksgiving meals, this one’s for funeral details!
Bane looks around at the fans, putting an evil grin on his face, before he pulls out a small wick and lights it, throwing it on the table… which immediately goes up in flames!!! The crowd begins to chant “Holy Shit!!!” as the table stands tall, on fire, with Bane heading back to the turnbuckle.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh My God!!
FLASH ROTTEN: I was wrong, it’s not a funeral, it’s a cremation!!
As Bane climbs up next to Cholo, he says a few words to him, telling him that all of this could have been avoided if Cholo had just stayed away. He then grabs hold of Cholo, turning him so that he can set him in place for a top rope Branded!!! The crowd is going wild, terrified of what’s about to happen, as Bane lifts Cholo up… and in a stunning act of athleticism, Cholo twists free at the apex, landing on the turnbuckle post behind Bane!! Before Bane can react, Cholo grabs hold of him, locking his arms, and leaping them BOTH FORWARD!!!
“CRRRAAASSSHHH!!!!”
“KABOOOOMMMM!!!!”
The ring shakes, as both men going through the table apparently set off an explosive charge underneath!!!! The ring itself is on fire now, as the referee calls for help. Fire extinguishers begin going off around the outside from the alert attendants, putting things out before they get out of control.
DERRICK DIAMOND: HOLY SHIT!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: DAMN, that was loud!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s hard to see what happened, but obviously that table was rigged!
FLASH ROTTEN: What??
DERRICK DIAMOND: I SAID IT WAS RIGGED!!!
As the spray from the fire extinguishers dies down, the referee moves in, checking where both wrestlers have ended up. He then drops, making a count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Hold on, who just got counted there?? Was it Cholo or Mac? I can’t tell!!! Was it BOTH of them???
The referee pulls himself against the ropes, beginning to raise his hands in the air, counting away.
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Neither man appears to be stirring, as they took a tremendous impact from the table landing. The crowd seems on the edge of hysteria, waiting to see what’s going to happen.
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh, damn, tell me we’re not going to have a double countout!!! Not after all this!!!
SEVEN!!!
EIGHT!!!
There’s movement in the wreckage. The crowd gets on its feet, trying to see what’s going to happen.
NINE!!!
At the last second, a bloody, battered wrestler hauls himself to his feet, grabbing hold of the ropes in order to stay up…
DERRICK DIAMOND: IT’S CHOLO!!!! CHOLO’S UP!!!!
The crowd roars, even as the referee signals one more time…
TEN!!!!!!!
The referee waves his arms, signaling for the bell, as an absolutely exhausted Cholo drops to his knees, gasping for breath. The crowd is going absolutely bonkers, clapping and stomping so loud, it completely fills up the arena. It’s over. He’s done it.
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: CHOLO GIOVANNI SANTANA
Match Time: 1:03:47
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DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s over!!! CHOLO HAS RECLAIMED THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Oh my God, what a match!!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It was the fight of the year so far, and it’s hard to see anyone top it, as Cholo and Mac really went all out in this one!!! A war to end all wars, and it ends with Cholo becoming a World Champion for the second time!!
FLASH ROTTEN: My ears may never be the same…
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s been an unbelievable weekend, folks!! What a way to end it!!!
FLASH ROTTEN: Time to hit the bar!!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Congratulations once again to all of our competitors for putting on an awe-inspiring show!! Good night!!!
As Cholo is handed the World Heavyweight Championship, he cradles it like a lost friend, holding it tightly against himself. Medics are coming in now to check on both men, with Cholo pushing them off. It’s clear he wants to celebrate, no matter how much he’s hurting at the moment. He raises up the championship, showing it to the roaring crowd. We cut backstage, where we see CJ Phoenix, the new #1 Contender, slowly applauding. He smiles, ready for his turn, as we slowly fade out.