Post by Zack Goldman on Aug 18, 2016 0:07:26 GMT -6
Live From Dallas, Texas
American Airlines Center
The first match up of the evening, a dark match between Amok and new comer Patrick Fisher. The arena was half packed by the time the opening bell sounded, Amok had the size difference over Fisher but Fisher never backed down once. He wanted to prove to the Management that he had what it took to excel in Honor Wrestling and Fisher didn't disappoint. The match was a quick one, ending roughly around the six minute mark as Fisher taking up the victory over the bigger and stronger Amok.
The second Dark Match of the evening was suppose to be a triple threat match but last minute Jacob Cass had to pull from the match due to a stomach virus. The match turned into a one on one match up between Chris Air & Erik Dafoe. Erik's enters the company tonight seeking his first win while Chris Air is now in his second dark match with the company as he is seeking a victory. Both men came out to their respected theme songs and pops / boos. Chris being the lighter of the two men gave up some size difference to the bigger Dafoe but heart isn't measured in inches. The match had the fans going as the arena was now packed and ready for the live show.
The end of the match came for when Erik Dafoe was groggy getting up to his feet from a heel kick by Air. Air made his way up to the top of the turnbuckle and waited for Dafoe to turn around before leaping off. Thing was, Dafoe caught him mid air and spun around to try and plant him for a nice sit down power bomb but the quicker wrestler, Chris Air locked his legs around the head of Dafoe and took him over with a hurricrana. Chris, thinking fast on his feet went once again quickly up the turnbuckle and hit a shooting star press for the victory.
Hit me like a man by The Pretty Reckless hits the speakers and Ana Valentine walks out onto the stage. As she does so, she pauses and a group of large, muscular men all dressed in matching black pants and shirts, with SECURITY written in white across the back surround her. Most of them stay around her, but a couple break off and check the stage area.
As Ana starts to walk down the ramp, the security team continue to encircle her; the few that broke away walk the sides of the ramp, telling fans to keep their arms in and pushing away mobile phones as some fans try and snap pictures... Ana snarls at a couple of fans who voice their protest, before laughing and shaking her head. As she reaches the ring, four enter the ring and stand at each ring post, two more stand on the apron, holding the ropes down.
A fifth member takes her by the hand as she walks the steel steps, before entering the ring, one remains by her side as the rest circle the ring, looking all around as they do so.
Ana Valentine: As some of you may have noticed... I have taken some Very necessary steps towards protecting myself from Gabriel Griffin and any other ideas he may have...
The crowd begins to boo and Ana laughs, shrugging her shoulders slightly.
Ana Valentine: Oh, shut up! I have taken the steps I have because I will NOT allow that... Villain... That, untrustworthy... Dangerous... EVIL man to further endanger my unborn child.
Ana places her spare hand on her stomach and again the crowd boos, she rolls her eyes, turning on the spot to look up the ramp now and address the roster in the back.
Ana Valentine: Tonight, I am here to announce the lucky Women who will be competing to become the FIRST Ever Honor Wrestling Iron Maiden Champion..... The women who will be pioneers in this industry, these four women will break ground in Honor Wrestling and across this business as a whole. Each one of you, have been selected for your talent, promise and potential....
The first competitor will be: Melissa Reeves!
The crowd cheer and Ana smirks, applauding slightly before bringing the mic back to her lips.
Ana Valentine: She will be joined by, Demmie Mae and Shayne Prada at Wrestlebowl!
Again the crowd cheers and Ana smirks slightly, taking her time as she moves back and forth on the spot a little...
Ana Valentine: And the Final competitor in the Iron Maiden tournament will be Kaelen Quinn!
The crowd goes nuts as Hit me like a man hits the speakers and Ana's Security team begin to escort her from the ring.
As Ana starts to walk down the ramp, the security team continue to encircle her; the few that broke away walk the sides of the ramp, telling fans to keep their arms in and pushing away mobile phones as some fans try and snap pictures... Ana snarls at a couple of fans who voice their protest, before laughing and shaking her head. As she reaches the ring, four enter the ring and stand at each ring post, two more stand on the apron, holding the ropes down.
A fifth member takes her by the hand as she walks the steel steps, before entering the ring, one remains by her side as the rest circle the ring, looking all around as they do so.
Ana Valentine: As some of you may have noticed... I have taken some Very necessary steps towards protecting myself from Gabriel Griffin and any other ideas he may have...
The crowd begins to boo and Ana laughs, shrugging her shoulders slightly.
Ana Valentine: Oh, shut up! I have taken the steps I have because I will NOT allow that... Villain... That, untrustworthy... Dangerous... EVIL man to further endanger my unborn child.
Ana places her spare hand on her stomach and again the crowd boos, she rolls her eyes, turning on the spot to look up the ramp now and address the roster in the back.
Ana Valentine: Tonight, I am here to announce the lucky Women who will be competing to become the FIRST Ever Honor Wrestling Iron Maiden Champion..... The women who will be pioneers in this industry, these four women will break ground in Honor Wrestling and across this business as a whole. Each one of you, have been selected for your talent, promise and potential....
The first competitor will be: Melissa Reeves!
The crowd cheer and Ana smirks, applauding slightly before bringing the mic back to her lips.
Ana Valentine: She will be joined by, Demmie Mae and Shayne Prada at Wrestlebowl!
Again the crowd cheers and Ana smirks slightly, taking her time as she moves back and forth on the spot a little...
Ana Valentine: And the Final competitor in the Iron Maiden tournament will be Kaelen Quinn!
The crowd goes nuts as Hit me like a man hits the speakers and Ana's Security team begin to escort her from the ring.
The Showdown cameras cut backstage as “THE SAINT” JOSHUA DAVIDSON walks hand in hand with his newly revealed girlfriend JOANNA ATWOOD. The Saint is dressed in his wrestling gear and has a stoic, business-like expression on his face. Joanna is half-step behind him, holding his hand with both hands and using Joshua as a human shield. She is very cautious her surroundings. As they enter the backstage talent gathering area, RENEE WALKER steps up with a microphone in hand. Joanna is glued to the Saint as Renee stops them for a pre-match interview and pauses for her cue.
Renee WALKER: Ladies and gentlemen, “The Saint” Joshua Davidson.
The Dallas crowd gives the Saint a favorable solid pop. Even a few catcalls are heard with the presence of Joanna Atwood.
Renee WALKER: Joshua, congratulations on your debut victory against John Blade at Mayhem.
The Saint simply nods in acknowledgment but doesn’t break his stoic expression.
Renee WALKER: Before we get to your match tonight, who is this beautiful woman standing by your side? She was quite the talk of the FanFest last night. Introduce her to us.
The Saint looks back at Joanna and gives her a short but warm smile. She blushes a bit. When he speaks of her his tone is warm.
The SAINT: This gorgeous woman is Joanna Atwood. She is my divine blessing from heaven and… my girlfriend.
Renee smiles at her which Joanna returns.
Renee WALKER: Welcome to Honor Wrestling, Joanna. How’s it feel to be part of the world of professional wrestling?
Although Joanna is very cautious, she is poised in her stance as she speaks.
Joanna ATWOOD: I leave the wrestling to Josh. I’m not here to get involved. I’m just here to support him.
Renee nods in acknowledgment of her answer.
Renee WALKER: Well after last night at the FanFest and your appearance tonight, don’t be surprised if your phone starts ringing with offers to get you in front of the cameras again.
Joanna blushes and looks down before looking at the Saint.
Joanna ATWOOD: I don’t know about that. I’m here for Josh and that’s it.
Renee shrugs her shoulders and returns her attention to Joshua. Now that the attention is off Joanna, the stoic expression of the Saint returns.
Renee WALKER: In a few moments you are making your Showdown debut against the massive “Gypsy Warrior” Renee Pleasent. Both of you won your respective debuts in impressive fashion. But tonight only one of you can leave the ring with the victory. The physical advantage is completely on Pleasent’s side. How can you overcome the odds and topple this destructive giant?
The camera shows a quick glance of Joanna’s concerned expression before it focuses on Joshua. He gives the camera a cold stare.
The SAINT: I don’t plan on toppling a giant. I came to Honor Pro Wrestling to SLAY giants and become the best wrestler in the world. The Gypsy Warrior is simply the first of many giants that will fall at the feet of the Saint. He is not some immortal demi-god. He is a man that can be broken and break him I will. He believes I’m intimidated by his size. That’s the furthest thing from the truth. Yes, he will unleash a brutal onslaught on me but I will break his fragile soul when I rise up again and again. Giants are little men stuck in big bodies. Amber Richards can lie for him all he wants but she can’t hide the truth that he is nothing but a weak soul. Break his bravado and he will wilt like a weed in the sun. I don’t fear him and he thrives on fear. So tonight, I will expose Renee Pleasent for the coward he is. I’m not Amber who sits back and takes abuse. I will answer back with divine fury. I will break his spirit. Then I will break his body. And Amber, you dare call Joanna a whore? Well what’s worse than a person who rejects freedom because she doesn’t know better? A person who knows freedom yet joins the oppressor. Who is the true whore in this story? If you want to live by your husband’s actions, then you can die by them as well. I offered you mercy. You rejected it. Now live the consequences of your choice. Renee Pleasent… prepare to be broken. Prepare to be remembered as the giant slayed by the Saint. For I am the Rebirth of Professional Wrestling and I am a giant slayer.
The Saint gives the camera a steely look before he leads Joanna out of the picture. Renee watches them leave before smiling at the camera sending it back to the broadcast team.
Renee WALKER: No love loss there. Back to you, guys!
Renee WALKER: Ladies and gentlemen, “The Saint” Joshua Davidson.
The Dallas crowd gives the Saint a favorable solid pop. Even a few catcalls are heard with the presence of Joanna Atwood.
Renee WALKER: Joshua, congratulations on your debut victory against John Blade at Mayhem.
The Saint simply nods in acknowledgment but doesn’t break his stoic expression.
Renee WALKER: Before we get to your match tonight, who is this beautiful woman standing by your side? She was quite the talk of the FanFest last night. Introduce her to us.
The Saint looks back at Joanna and gives her a short but warm smile. She blushes a bit. When he speaks of her his tone is warm.
The SAINT: This gorgeous woman is Joanna Atwood. She is my divine blessing from heaven and… my girlfriend.
Renee smiles at her which Joanna returns.
Renee WALKER: Welcome to Honor Wrestling, Joanna. How’s it feel to be part of the world of professional wrestling?
Although Joanna is very cautious, she is poised in her stance as she speaks.
Joanna ATWOOD: I leave the wrestling to Josh. I’m not here to get involved. I’m just here to support him.
Renee nods in acknowledgment of her answer.
Renee WALKER: Well after last night at the FanFest and your appearance tonight, don’t be surprised if your phone starts ringing with offers to get you in front of the cameras again.
Joanna blushes and looks down before looking at the Saint.
Joanna ATWOOD: I don’t know about that. I’m here for Josh and that’s it.
Renee shrugs her shoulders and returns her attention to Joshua. Now that the attention is off Joanna, the stoic expression of the Saint returns.
Renee WALKER: In a few moments you are making your Showdown debut against the massive “Gypsy Warrior” Renee Pleasent. Both of you won your respective debuts in impressive fashion. But tonight only one of you can leave the ring with the victory. The physical advantage is completely on Pleasent’s side. How can you overcome the odds and topple this destructive giant?
The camera shows a quick glance of Joanna’s concerned expression before it focuses on Joshua. He gives the camera a cold stare.
The SAINT: I don’t plan on toppling a giant. I came to Honor Pro Wrestling to SLAY giants and become the best wrestler in the world. The Gypsy Warrior is simply the first of many giants that will fall at the feet of the Saint. He is not some immortal demi-god. He is a man that can be broken and break him I will. He believes I’m intimidated by his size. That’s the furthest thing from the truth. Yes, he will unleash a brutal onslaught on me but I will break his fragile soul when I rise up again and again. Giants are little men stuck in big bodies. Amber Richards can lie for him all he wants but she can’t hide the truth that he is nothing but a weak soul. Break his bravado and he will wilt like a weed in the sun. I don’t fear him and he thrives on fear. So tonight, I will expose Renee Pleasent for the coward he is. I’m not Amber who sits back and takes abuse. I will answer back with divine fury. I will break his spirit. Then I will break his body. And Amber, you dare call Joanna a whore? Well what’s worse than a person who rejects freedom because she doesn’t know better? A person who knows freedom yet joins the oppressor. Who is the true whore in this story? If you want to live by your husband’s actions, then you can die by them as well. I offered you mercy. You rejected it. Now live the consequences of your choice. Renee Pleasent… prepare to be broken. Prepare to be remembered as the giant slayed by the Saint. For I am the Rebirth of Professional Wrestling and I am a giant slayer.
The Saint gives the camera a steely look before he leads Joanna out of the picture. Renee watches them leave before smiling at the camera sending it back to the broadcast team.
Renee WALKER: No love loss there. Back to you, guys!
43 seconds into Aqua's "Barbie Girl Orchestra Remix" Polly Pocket comes fairy skipping into view. The fans cheer the Tiny Tornado as she makes her way down the ramp dressed in her blue and silver glittery tight-tight short shorts and matching top, with tutu around her waist. She is also sporting white wrestling boots with silver glitter all over them. Polly tags hands and does a few little cute cursy bows to the masses before stopping at ringside and raising her wand in the air. She presses a button and out shoots a bunch of glitter that wafts through the air and onto the fans. She skips around the ring tagging hands and hugging fans before finally sliding into the ring under the bottom rope and popping to her vertical base. Polly takes to the center of the ring as her name is officially announced, and rips off her tutu to show that magnificently built lower body. She then retreats to her corner.
Bill Richardson: Well, that's quite an entrance...
Terrell Hanley: Not really sure how to describe it...
Brittney Mueller: ..... Pretty.
The lights go down in the arena, and the hard guitar opening of Superchick's "Hey Hey" begins to filter through the sound system.
Samantha Tolson then steps out onto the entryway, throwing a couple of gentle punches at the air, then a kick or two before raising her arms to the cheering crowd.
Samantha slaps fives with those along the aisle, walking slowly toward the ring, then around it, continuing to greet the fans.
Tolson pumps her right hand, balled into a fist, into the air in time with the chant.
Samantha finally makes her way to ringside, leaping from a flat-footed stance on the floor straight onto the apron, then slingshots herself into the ring asthe announcer makes his announcement.
Daisie Dae: Coming to the ring/And her opponent….she is from Jefferson City, Missouri….the first female graduate of Camp Nightfall...standing five feet six inches tall and weighing in this morning at one-hundred fifty-eight pounds….she is….”NO GIMMICKS NEEDED” SAMANTHA TOLSON!!!
The rock anthem begins to fade out as Samantha stretches on the ropes, awaiting the bell.
Brittney Mueller: Samantha has a point to prove and it looks like she's planning on doing that this week...
Bill Richardson: Tolson was Robbed of her rightful place in the final at Wrestlebowl!
As the official calls for the bell Tolson charges Polly and knocks her square off her feet with a shoulder barge, Samantha instantly starts stomping on Polly, boots landing quick and hard to her midsection... Polly cries out as the official steps forward and forces Tolson to back off, who smirks as she takes a couple of steps back... Polly rolls up to her knees and the official backs off, allowing Samantha access to her opponent once more.
As Polly gets to her feet; Samantha is on her, landing several knife edge chops, forcing Polly into the corner, as Polly reaches the corner, Samantha backs up for a chick kick, but Polly catches her foot and throws it down, spinning Samantha into position for a spear straight out of the corner. Samantha pops back to her feet though and catches Polly on the bounce off the ropes, taking her down with a kick to the face this time.
Terrell Hanley: OUCH! That had to hurt!
Polly folds to the canvas but Tolson reaches down and grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her back to her feet Tolson pulls her in for a belly to belly suplex, sending Pocket straight back to the mat. Tolson goes for the pin, but only gets a 2 count before Polly kicks out... Samantha shakes her head and gets to her feet, leaning down and pulling Polly up by her hair once more.
Samantha now takes Polly down with a Snap DDT, as the pair hit the mat, Tolson shifts and locks Polly into a headlock, wrenching back hard and fast as the official takes a knee, asking Polly if she wants to give up... Polly holds her hands up in the air, waving them occasionally to show she is still fighting as Samantha begins to tighten her hold, Polly throws an elbow back, trying to force Tolson to break the hold... After a few connecting elbows, Samantha finally breaks the hold and steps away to regroup.
Brittney Mueller: Samantha is working hard and working fast...
Bill Richardson: She wanted to send a message to Kessler and Rivers, and I think she's sending one loud and clear.
As Polly finds feet her again Samantha drills her straight into the corner with a couple of upper cuts and a shoulder barge, almost bullying the blonde into the turnbuckle...Samantha traps Polly in the corner and systematically but rapidly breaks her down with hard kicks from both legs.
Brittney Mueller: She calls that the Ode to Japan.
Samantha pulls Polly from the corner and turns her into a short arm clothes line, taking her down onto her back in the middle of the ring now... As Polly gets back to her feet once again, Samantha grabs her arm and swings her, bouncing her off the ropes and slamming her back down to the mat with a drop toe hold, Samantha then rolls Polly up into a quick school girl pin, despite her struggle, Polly cannot break out and Tolson gets the three count!
Daisie Dae: Here is your winner... Samantha Tolson!
Bill Richardson: Well, that's quite an entrance...
Terrell Hanley: Not really sure how to describe it...
Brittney Mueller: ..... Pretty.
The lights go down in the arena, and the hard guitar opening of Superchick's "Hey Hey" begins to filter through the sound system.
Samantha Tolson then steps out onto the entryway, throwing a couple of gentle punches at the air, then a kick or two before raising her arms to the cheering crowd.
Samantha slaps fives with those along the aisle, walking slowly toward the ring, then around it, continuing to greet the fans.
Tolson pumps her right hand, balled into a fist, into the air in time with the chant.
Samantha finally makes her way to ringside, leaping from a flat-footed stance on the floor straight onto the apron, then slingshots herself into the ring asthe announcer makes his announcement.
Daisie Dae: Coming to the ring/And her opponent….she is from Jefferson City, Missouri….the first female graduate of Camp Nightfall...standing five feet six inches tall and weighing in this morning at one-hundred fifty-eight pounds….she is….”NO GIMMICKS NEEDED” SAMANTHA TOLSON!!!
The rock anthem begins to fade out as Samantha stretches on the ropes, awaiting the bell.
Brittney Mueller: Samantha has a point to prove and it looks like she's planning on doing that this week...
Bill Richardson: Tolson was Robbed of her rightful place in the final at Wrestlebowl!
As the official calls for the bell Tolson charges Polly and knocks her square off her feet with a shoulder barge, Samantha instantly starts stomping on Polly, boots landing quick and hard to her midsection... Polly cries out as the official steps forward and forces Tolson to back off, who smirks as she takes a couple of steps back... Polly rolls up to her knees and the official backs off, allowing Samantha access to her opponent once more.
As Polly gets to her feet; Samantha is on her, landing several knife edge chops, forcing Polly into the corner, as Polly reaches the corner, Samantha backs up for a chick kick, but Polly catches her foot and throws it down, spinning Samantha into position for a spear straight out of the corner. Samantha pops back to her feet though and catches Polly on the bounce off the ropes, taking her down with a kick to the face this time.
Terrell Hanley: OUCH! That had to hurt!
Polly folds to the canvas but Tolson reaches down and grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her back to her feet Tolson pulls her in for a belly to belly suplex, sending Pocket straight back to the mat. Tolson goes for the pin, but only gets a 2 count before Polly kicks out... Samantha shakes her head and gets to her feet, leaning down and pulling Polly up by her hair once more.
Samantha now takes Polly down with a Snap DDT, as the pair hit the mat, Tolson shifts and locks Polly into a headlock, wrenching back hard and fast as the official takes a knee, asking Polly if she wants to give up... Polly holds her hands up in the air, waving them occasionally to show she is still fighting as Samantha begins to tighten her hold, Polly throws an elbow back, trying to force Tolson to break the hold... After a few connecting elbows, Samantha finally breaks the hold and steps away to regroup.
Brittney Mueller: Samantha is working hard and working fast...
Bill Richardson: She wanted to send a message to Kessler and Rivers, and I think she's sending one loud and clear.
As Polly finds feet her again Samantha drills her straight into the corner with a couple of upper cuts and a shoulder barge, almost bullying the blonde into the turnbuckle...Samantha traps Polly in the corner and systematically but rapidly breaks her down with hard kicks from both legs.
Brittney Mueller: She calls that the Ode to Japan.
Samantha pulls Polly from the corner and turns her into a short arm clothes line, taking her down onto her back in the middle of the ring now... As Polly gets back to her feet once again, Samantha grabs her arm and swings her, bouncing her off the ropes and slamming her back down to the mat with a drop toe hold, Samantha then rolls Polly up into a quick school girl pin, despite her struggle, Polly cannot break out and Tolson gets the three count!
Daisie Dae: Here is your winner... Samantha Tolson!
Daisie Dae Daughtry: The following match is scedualed for one fall…
The arena lights drop into total darkness. Fans begin to light their cell phones and glow sticks as the opening of the Creed anthem "Are You Ready?" begins to play. A lone spotlight shines onto the entrance where a hooded figure in a long sleevelesss red/black/white leather robe stands with its head slightly lowered and its hands clasped in front as smoke rises from below. When the music vocals begin, the figure pulls back the hood to reveal its identity as Daisie Dae begins the introduction and the Saint heads to the ring stone-faced.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: From the City of Angels via Nazareth and Bethlehem, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, he is "THE SAINT"..... JOSHUA DAVIDSOOOOONNNNN!!!!!
"The Saint" Joshua Davidson slides under the ropes and quickly pops up to his feet as the arena lights return. In the middle of the ring, he lowers his head again and does the sign of the cross before lifting his head and outstretching his arms in the form of a human cross as the crowd gives him a favorable pop. The Saint removes his cloak and paces around the ring stoically, waiting for the match to begin.
Bill Richardson: This young man has been impressive since signing with Honor.
Terrell Hanley: Yeah he is but can he stand up to the storm we call Renee Pleasant?...
Brittney Mueller: We got the saint vs the gypsy king!
The opening bar of Throne hits the speakers as red lights swirl around the crowd, before settling on Reñee Pleasant who stands in the middle of the stage, Amber Richards and Mickey on either side, smirking at the crowd as a chorus of boos rise up.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now coming to the ring from Essex England, standing 7ft tall and weighing in at 325 pounds THE GYPSY KING RENNNNEEEE PLEASANT
Referee shrugs and walks down the ramp with purpose, he jumps up onto the apron and holds down the middle rope for amber before he enters the ring through the top and middle ropes. He pushes Mickey off the apron with a shake of the head, then steps over the top rope into the ring. He approaches the referee for a moment and towers over him with a laugh, before walking away, shaking his head still laughing as the music fades out.
Bill Richardson: The guy is so huge….
Brittney Mueller: Mmm yeah he is….
Bill Richardson: Why the hell do women like this guy?...he’s an abusive assho-
Terrell Hanley: Uh-tututut...shhhh
Renee walks over to Daisie Dae and licks his lips, Daisie slinks back into the corner and Davidson attacks Renee, he walks up and spins Renee around laying in hard right hands as Daisie leaves the ring quickly looking around. Amber winks and waves as Josh lays in more rights, he grabs Renee and goes to whip the huge man across the ring, Renee stops and plants his feet shaking his head, Josh tries again and this time Renee pulls him back and into the corner. Renee runs in going for a splash but Davidson slides out of the way.
Bill Richardson: Renee is so strong but Davidson took it to him….
Terrell Hanley: Josh Davidson needs to use his speed here, he’s a smaller man but he’s quick….
Bill Richardson: Davidson can do this he’s a tough guy….
Brittney Mueller: But Renee Pleasant is a monster….
Davidson hits the ropes and ducks a swinging clothesline from Renee, he hits the ropes and then leaps in the air planting both feet in Renee’s chest with a front dropkick, Renee stumbles back and Davidson pops up and runs, Renee catches Davidson and goes for a tilta whirl but Davidson spins and hits a DDT, Renee’s head bounces off the mat and he rolls the huge body over and goes for the pin 1….2….Renee kicks out and throws Davidson off with a bench press.
Josh pops to his feet quickly and stays on Renee, as Renee gets to one knee Davidson hits a superkick!, Renee falls down again and Davidson goes for a pin 1…..2….and again he kicks out throwing Josh off.
Brittney Mueller: wow again Josh gets thrown off…
Bill Richardson: Renee uses that crazy power…
Renee starts to get to his feet and Davidson hits the ropes, Renee ducks and picks Davidson up slamming him down in a power slam. Davidson holds his back as Pleasant moves around him. He pulls Davidson up and hits a few hard knees before throwing him in the corner, Renee slams in a hard right hand and lays in some knee’s before grabbing Davidson under the arm and launching him from the corner into the middle of the ring causing him to crash to the mat hard.
Bill Richardson: Renee Pleasant is a beast and he got a hold of Davidson there…
Terrell Hanley: Davidson needs to create some distance…
Brittney Mueller: If he doesn’t this could be over…
Davidson pulls himself up and Renee goes for the big boot, Davidson is able to avoid it by running under it, he stops and hits a back flip kick hitting Renee in the head, Renee stumbles back and Davidson goes back on the attack leaping up for a leg lariat, Renee catches Davidson and turns it into a power bomb slamming Davidson down hard!
Terrell Hanley: Oh no!...
Bill Richardson: Davidson went for that leg lariat but Renee had the brains to turn it into a power bomb!
Brittney Mueller: Renee is so smart….
Bill Richardson: But Davidson keeps fighting back he has so much heart….
Renee moves around and slaps his thigh calling for the big boot, Davidson pulls himself up and Renee runs in, Davidson though is able to duck again and hits a superkick, Renee stumbles back and Davidson leaps up trying to take him down in the hells gate, Renee shoves Davidson off and then grabs him for the RAV , Davidson slips down and rolls Renee up 1….2….3
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, JOSHUA DAVIDSON!!
The arena lights drop into total darkness. Fans begin to light their cell phones and glow sticks as the opening of the Creed anthem "Are You Ready?" begins to play. A lone spotlight shines onto the entrance where a hooded figure in a long sleevelesss red/black/white leather robe stands with its head slightly lowered and its hands clasped in front as smoke rises from below. When the music vocals begin, the figure pulls back the hood to reveal its identity as Daisie Dae begins the introduction and the Saint heads to the ring stone-faced.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: From the City of Angels via Nazareth and Bethlehem, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, he is "THE SAINT"..... JOSHUA DAVIDSOOOOONNNNN!!!!!
"The Saint" Joshua Davidson slides under the ropes and quickly pops up to his feet as the arena lights return. In the middle of the ring, he lowers his head again and does the sign of the cross before lifting his head and outstretching his arms in the form of a human cross as the crowd gives him a favorable pop. The Saint removes his cloak and paces around the ring stoically, waiting for the match to begin.
Bill Richardson: This young man has been impressive since signing with Honor.
Terrell Hanley: Yeah he is but can he stand up to the storm we call Renee Pleasant?...
Brittney Mueller: We got the saint vs the gypsy king!
The opening bar of Throne hits the speakers as red lights swirl around the crowd, before settling on Reñee Pleasant who stands in the middle of the stage, Amber Richards and Mickey on either side, smirking at the crowd as a chorus of boos rise up.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now coming to the ring from Essex England, standing 7ft tall and weighing in at 325 pounds THE GYPSY KING RENNNNEEEE PLEASANT
Referee shrugs and walks down the ramp with purpose, he jumps up onto the apron and holds down the middle rope for amber before he enters the ring through the top and middle ropes. He pushes Mickey off the apron with a shake of the head, then steps over the top rope into the ring. He approaches the referee for a moment and towers over him with a laugh, before walking away, shaking his head still laughing as the music fades out.
Bill Richardson: The guy is so huge….
Brittney Mueller: Mmm yeah he is….
Bill Richardson: Why the hell do women like this guy?...he’s an abusive assho-
Terrell Hanley: Uh-tututut...shhhh
Renee walks over to Daisie Dae and licks his lips, Daisie slinks back into the corner and Davidson attacks Renee, he walks up and spins Renee around laying in hard right hands as Daisie leaves the ring quickly looking around. Amber winks and waves as Josh lays in more rights, he grabs Renee and goes to whip the huge man across the ring, Renee stops and plants his feet shaking his head, Josh tries again and this time Renee pulls him back and into the corner. Renee runs in going for a splash but Davidson slides out of the way.
Bill Richardson: Renee is so strong but Davidson took it to him….
Terrell Hanley: Josh Davidson needs to use his speed here, he’s a smaller man but he’s quick….
Bill Richardson: Davidson can do this he’s a tough guy….
Brittney Mueller: But Renee Pleasant is a monster….
Davidson hits the ropes and ducks a swinging clothesline from Renee, he hits the ropes and then leaps in the air planting both feet in Renee’s chest with a front dropkick, Renee stumbles back and Davidson pops up and runs, Renee catches Davidson and goes for a tilta whirl but Davidson spins and hits a DDT, Renee’s head bounces off the mat and he rolls the huge body over and goes for the pin 1….2….Renee kicks out and throws Davidson off with a bench press.
Josh pops to his feet quickly and stays on Renee, as Renee gets to one knee Davidson hits a superkick!, Renee falls down again and Davidson goes for a pin 1…..2….and again he kicks out throwing Josh off.
Brittney Mueller: wow again Josh gets thrown off…
Bill Richardson: Renee uses that crazy power…
Renee starts to get to his feet and Davidson hits the ropes, Renee ducks and picks Davidson up slamming him down in a power slam. Davidson holds his back as Pleasant moves around him. He pulls Davidson up and hits a few hard knees before throwing him in the corner, Renee slams in a hard right hand and lays in some knee’s before grabbing Davidson under the arm and launching him from the corner into the middle of the ring causing him to crash to the mat hard.
Bill Richardson: Renee Pleasant is a beast and he got a hold of Davidson there…
Terrell Hanley: Davidson needs to create some distance…
Brittney Mueller: If he doesn’t this could be over…
Davidson pulls himself up and Renee goes for the big boot, Davidson is able to avoid it by running under it, he stops and hits a back flip kick hitting Renee in the head, Renee stumbles back and Davidson goes back on the attack leaping up for a leg lariat, Renee catches Davidson and turns it into a power bomb slamming Davidson down hard!
Terrell Hanley: Oh no!...
Bill Richardson: Davidson went for that leg lariat but Renee had the brains to turn it into a power bomb!
Brittney Mueller: Renee is so smart….
Bill Richardson: But Davidson keeps fighting back he has so much heart….
Renee moves around and slaps his thigh calling for the big boot, Davidson pulls himself up and Renee runs in, Davidson though is able to duck again and hits a superkick, Renee stumbles back and Davidson leaps up trying to take him down in the hells gate, Renee shoves Davidson off and then grabs him for the RAV , Davidson slips down and rolls Renee up 1….2….3
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, JOSHUA DAVIDSON!!
Three days grace "I am machine" hits and the crowd erupts. Alex Jones steps out onto the stage with a smile looking around before mouthing "wow". He heads down to the ring in a loose Dallas Cowboys jersey and his wrestling gear. He walks down towards the ring high fiving some fans with an even bigger grin.
Bill Richardson: Wow listen to that reaction....
Terrell Hanley: Well Alex is a Texas native....
Brittney Mueller: Born and raised people....
Alex walks up the ring steps and turns his back to the ring leaning on the ropes as the crowd pops again. He smirks and steps into the ring grabbing a mic, as the music dies down a loud chant can be heard.
Crowd: WEL-COME HOME WEL-COME HOME WEL-COME HOME.
Alex puts his hand to his ear and nods as the crowd chants louder.
Alex Jones: Alright Alright...I get it...you people seem..happy to see me....
They pop again and he lowers the mic before pointing to the Cowboys emblem.
Alex Jones: If I didn't know any better I'd say I was....home.....see I was born and raised in Arlington, not that far from here and hearing a reaction like that...no BS...it's straight from the heart and I want to say...thank you....
He lowers the mic and nods as the crowd pops again.
Alex Jones: And I'm sure you're all behind me now and will be later tonight when I whoop Finn Whelans ass right?....
Alex throws his arms out to the side and again the crowd goes insane.
Alex Jones: And you know...I look out here at all of you and I just...I just.....I'm reminded why I decided to...move to Vegas.....
The crowd boo's now as Alex lets out a cocky laugh. He takes off the Cowboys jersey and throws it to the side.
Alex Jones: Texas sucks......The Cowboys suck, the Texans suck, the astro's suck, the mavericks suck, the stars suck, the spurs suck....
Alex stops for a moment and laughs as the crowd boo's louder.
Alex Jones: The reason why I came out here is simple, see tonight I'm going to beat that little emo bitch Finn Whelan and send him back into the warm loving arms of his retired wife, then i'll go on to either beat that reject Mark Storm who..well lets face it this time next week he'll have his contract voided and he'll be off in..some shitty little club....or I'll have king nothing Dexter Anthony on his knee's before me worshipping a real king....and when I win the Honor championship and hold that beautiful belt over my head in MY REAL HOMETOWN of LAS VEGAS I'm not going to have any of you moronic rednecks thinking you can claim me as "texas' own".....
Alex laughs and drops the mic as the crowd boo's again, "I am machine" hits and Alex steps out of the ring and throws the cowboys jersey in a trash can near the announce desk to an even bigger reaction as he walks up the ramp.
Bill Richardson: Well...that gets a reaction....
Bill Richardson: Wow listen to that reaction....
Terrell Hanley: Well Alex is a Texas native....
Brittney Mueller: Born and raised people....
Alex walks up the ring steps and turns his back to the ring leaning on the ropes as the crowd pops again. He smirks and steps into the ring grabbing a mic, as the music dies down a loud chant can be heard.
Crowd: WEL-COME HOME WEL-COME HOME WEL-COME HOME.
Alex puts his hand to his ear and nods as the crowd chants louder.
Alex Jones: Alright Alright...I get it...you people seem..happy to see me....
They pop again and he lowers the mic before pointing to the Cowboys emblem.
Alex Jones: If I didn't know any better I'd say I was....home.....see I was born and raised in Arlington, not that far from here and hearing a reaction like that...no BS...it's straight from the heart and I want to say...thank you....
He lowers the mic and nods as the crowd pops again.
Alex Jones: And I'm sure you're all behind me now and will be later tonight when I whoop Finn Whelans ass right?....
Alex throws his arms out to the side and again the crowd goes insane.
Alex Jones: And you know...I look out here at all of you and I just...I just.....I'm reminded why I decided to...move to Vegas.....
The crowd boo's now as Alex lets out a cocky laugh. He takes off the Cowboys jersey and throws it to the side.
Alex Jones: Texas sucks......The Cowboys suck, the Texans suck, the astro's suck, the mavericks suck, the stars suck, the spurs suck....
Alex stops for a moment and laughs as the crowd boo's louder.
Alex Jones: The reason why I came out here is simple, see tonight I'm going to beat that little emo bitch Finn Whelan and send him back into the warm loving arms of his retired wife, then i'll go on to either beat that reject Mark Storm who..well lets face it this time next week he'll have his contract voided and he'll be off in..some shitty little club....or I'll have king nothing Dexter Anthony on his knee's before me worshipping a real king....and when I win the Honor championship and hold that beautiful belt over my head in MY REAL HOMETOWN of LAS VEGAS I'm not going to have any of you moronic rednecks thinking you can claim me as "texas' own".....
Alex laughs and drops the mic as the crowd boo's again, "I am machine" hits and Alex steps out of the ring and throws the cowboys jersey in a trash can near the announce desk to an even bigger reaction as he walks up the ramp.
Bill Richardson: Well...that gets a reaction....
Daisie Dae Daughtry: The following match is scheduled for one fall..
The crowd is tense within the Arena. The card has been great so far, but now the crowd can visibly be seen tensing, as the lights dim once more and the PA system crackling into life with the first sounds of 'Remember the Name' by Fort Minor.
3...2...1...Let's Go
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
AND A HUNDRED PERCENT REASON TO REMEMBER THE NAME!
As the music kicks in to high gear, a single golden light illuminates the stage, revealing the back of Ace Andrews in a leather light filled jacket. Ace stands there just for a moment, basking in the love from the crowd, before throwing his hands up high with the Ace of Spades handsign, causing a long row of pyro to explode on both sides of the stage. Ace stands there posing for a moment before spinning and facing the crowd with a grin. After a few moments the Billionaire Brawler starts to pace down the ramp, strolling over and slapping hands with some fans on his way to the ring, where the announcer raises a mic.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Introducing first, Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. He stands in at 6 feet 2 inches tall. He is The Platinum Made Playboy, ACE ANNNNNNDREWS!!!!
Ace now climbs the ring steps, and paces across the apron, looking out at the crowd with a smile. Ace then steps between the middle and top ropes, paces to the center of the ring, once more looking up at the rafters and raising his hands high with a smirk. After a brief few moments pause, Ace steps away from the center of the ring and undoes and then slips off his jacket, and hands it to a roadie on the outside. Now he is ready to wage war against his opponent.
Bill Richardson: Man Ace Andrews is a legend in this business and now here he is…..
Terrell Hanley: This dude is legit an he’s richer than god
Brittney Mueller: BLASPHEMY
I GOT TWO LETTERS FROM YOU...
LAST WORDS OF THE RUNAWAY..
As the guitar riff of "I hope you suffer" by AFI begins to play, the lights slowly dim until a pitch black aura surrounds the ring, bright lights suddenly started to flash across the rafters, searching for the man who this music was indication of his arrival, knowing full well he wouldn't make what was considered a usual entrance. As AFI starts picking up the pace, Randy Fields appears in the stands with the crowd, clad in his usual attire...jet black leather jacket, black pants and a basic Nirvana t-shirt from your local Target.
He made his way down the steps of the stands, fans trying to claw past security to get his hands on him, others backing away in genuine fear of the mysterious enigma haunting the darkness., his face stoic and emotionless as he slunk towards the barricade, jumping over it her turned back to face the fans, mumbling things the camera couldn't pick up before he rolled into the ring and started hitting the turnbuckle posing for the fans,as he waited for the match to begin…
Daisie Dae Daughtry: And now in the ring from St Louis missouri, weighing in at 216 pounds and standing 6’4 RAAANNNDY FIELDS….
Terrell Hanley: Man Randy has felt slighted since signing here…
Britney Mueller: Well guys like Ace Andrews have legends deals and Randy is on a standard…
Bill Richardson: People shouldn’t underestimate him….
The bell rings and Ace steps into the center of the ring as Randy walks around him, the two men stare each other down and then go to lock up, Randy ducks under and slides from the ring to the floor, the crowd boo’s loudly and Randy just smiles and walks around the ring before pointing at his wrist and yelling.
Randy Fields: We’ll do this on MY TIME.
Randy steps up onto the steel steps and walks up slowly. The referee tells him to get in the ring in between counts. Randy tells Ace to step back and Ace obliges while doing the “just bring it”. Randy rolls his eyes and steps in the ring. They lock up and Randy ducks under into a reverse waistlock, Ace runs to the ropes and uses them to rebound Randy off, Randy rolls back to his feet and arrogantly smirks.
Britney Mueller: These two seem to know each other quite well…
Bill Richardson: Neither man has been able to get an advantage early…
Randy and Ace stare each other down and lock up again but this time Randy steps back and pulls Ace into a knee to the stomach before laying in a few hard forearms staggering Ace back into the ropes, he grabs Ace by the arm and whips him across the riung, Randy ducks down going for a back body drop, Ace stops and kicks Randy in the chest before hitting a clothesline taking Randy down, Randy gets to his feet and goes for an enzuguri, Randy ducks and Ace hits the mat hard.
Randy pulls Ace up to his feet and hits a russian legsweep before rolling over his shoulder holding Ace’s arm pulling him to his feet and then hitting a half nelson bulldog dropping Ace on his face, he rolls Ace over 1….2...Ace Andrews kicks out.
Bill Richardson: That was close!
Terrell Hanley: Randy fields is so smooth in that ring…
Bill Richardson: The guy is a veteran but Ace won’t take this lying down…
Randy pulls Ace up and goes for a flapjack, Ace though knee’s Randy in the face as he tries to pick him up, Randy stumbles back and Ace hits the enzugiri sending him down, And goes for a pin 1….2...Randy kicks out, Ace grabs Randy’s leg and as he stands up he turns Randy into a single leg crab, Randy however is able to roll spin and grab Ace’s leg pulling him into a schoolboy roll up, Ace kicks out right away gets to his feet and spins slamming a hard roaring elbow into Randy’s face causing Randy to collapse to the mat and the crowd to “oooo”
Bill Richardson: My god did you hear that shot?
Terrell Hanley: The sound of bone hitting flesh!
Brittney Mueller: Randy is down MAN DOWN MAN DOWN
Ace calls for the triple 7(codebreaker) as Randy gets to his feet Ace leaps up and grabs his head, but Randy catches Ace and throws him up for the flapjack causing Ace to crash to the mat, Randy rolls to his feet and pulls Ace up into the firemans carry before dropping him down with a roundhouse kick with his move the twinge, Ace crashes to the mat this time and the crowd goes silent, Randy pins 1….2….Ace kicks out.
Brittney Mueller: Jesus what a kick
Bill Richardson: Randy and Ace are killing one another
Terrell Hanley: I thought Randy hadf him….and so did Randy…
Randy gets to his feet and calls for Ace to get up, as he does Randy pulls Ace into the firemans carry again this time going for the blackout, he lifts Ace up but Ace catches Randy’s knee on the way down, he pulls him into the sin city slam (rock bottom) but Randy hits an elbow to the side of Ace’s head, Ace stumbles back and Randy runs in but Ace leaps in the air hitting the triple 7! He pins 1….2…..3
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, ACE ANDREWS!!
The crowd is tense within the Arena. The card has been great so far, but now the crowd can visibly be seen tensing, as the lights dim once more and the PA system crackling into life with the first sounds of 'Remember the Name' by Fort Minor.
3...2...1...Let's Go
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
AND A HUNDRED PERCENT REASON TO REMEMBER THE NAME!
As the music kicks in to high gear, a single golden light illuminates the stage, revealing the back of Ace Andrews in a leather light filled jacket. Ace stands there just for a moment, basking in the love from the crowd, before throwing his hands up high with the Ace of Spades handsign, causing a long row of pyro to explode on both sides of the stage. Ace stands there posing for a moment before spinning and facing the crowd with a grin. After a few moments the Billionaire Brawler starts to pace down the ramp, strolling over and slapping hands with some fans on his way to the ring, where the announcer raises a mic.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Introducing first, Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. He stands in at 6 feet 2 inches tall. He is The Platinum Made Playboy, ACE ANNNNNNDREWS!!!!
Ace now climbs the ring steps, and paces across the apron, looking out at the crowd with a smile. Ace then steps between the middle and top ropes, paces to the center of the ring, once more looking up at the rafters and raising his hands high with a smirk. After a brief few moments pause, Ace steps away from the center of the ring and undoes and then slips off his jacket, and hands it to a roadie on the outside. Now he is ready to wage war against his opponent.
Bill Richardson: Man Ace Andrews is a legend in this business and now here he is…..
Terrell Hanley: This dude is legit an he’s richer than god
Brittney Mueller: BLASPHEMY
I GOT TWO LETTERS FROM YOU...
LAST WORDS OF THE RUNAWAY..
As the guitar riff of "I hope you suffer" by AFI begins to play, the lights slowly dim until a pitch black aura surrounds the ring, bright lights suddenly started to flash across the rafters, searching for the man who this music was indication of his arrival, knowing full well he wouldn't make what was considered a usual entrance. As AFI starts picking up the pace, Randy Fields appears in the stands with the crowd, clad in his usual attire...jet black leather jacket, black pants and a basic Nirvana t-shirt from your local Target.
He made his way down the steps of the stands, fans trying to claw past security to get his hands on him, others backing away in genuine fear of the mysterious enigma haunting the darkness., his face stoic and emotionless as he slunk towards the barricade, jumping over it her turned back to face the fans, mumbling things the camera couldn't pick up before he rolled into the ring and started hitting the turnbuckle posing for the fans,as he waited for the match to begin…
Daisie Dae Daughtry: And now in the ring from St Louis missouri, weighing in at 216 pounds and standing 6’4 RAAANNNDY FIELDS….
Terrell Hanley: Man Randy has felt slighted since signing here…
Britney Mueller: Well guys like Ace Andrews have legends deals and Randy is on a standard…
Bill Richardson: People shouldn’t underestimate him….
The bell rings and Ace steps into the center of the ring as Randy walks around him, the two men stare each other down and then go to lock up, Randy ducks under and slides from the ring to the floor, the crowd boo’s loudly and Randy just smiles and walks around the ring before pointing at his wrist and yelling.
Randy Fields: We’ll do this on MY TIME.
Randy steps up onto the steel steps and walks up slowly. The referee tells him to get in the ring in between counts. Randy tells Ace to step back and Ace obliges while doing the “just bring it”. Randy rolls his eyes and steps in the ring. They lock up and Randy ducks under into a reverse waistlock, Ace runs to the ropes and uses them to rebound Randy off, Randy rolls back to his feet and arrogantly smirks.
Britney Mueller: These two seem to know each other quite well…
Bill Richardson: Neither man has been able to get an advantage early…
Randy and Ace stare each other down and lock up again but this time Randy steps back and pulls Ace into a knee to the stomach before laying in a few hard forearms staggering Ace back into the ropes, he grabs Ace by the arm and whips him across the riung, Randy ducks down going for a back body drop, Ace stops and kicks Randy in the chest before hitting a clothesline taking Randy down, Randy gets to his feet and goes for an enzuguri, Randy ducks and Ace hits the mat hard.
Randy pulls Ace up to his feet and hits a russian legsweep before rolling over his shoulder holding Ace’s arm pulling him to his feet and then hitting a half nelson bulldog dropping Ace on his face, he rolls Ace over 1….2...Ace Andrews kicks out.
Bill Richardson: That was close!
Terrell Hanley: Randy fields is so smooth in that ring…
Bill Richardson: The guy is a veteran but Ace won’t take this lying down…
Randy pulls Ace up and goes for a flapjack, Ace though knee’s Randy in the face as he tries to pick him up, Randy stumbles back and Ace hits the enzugiri sending him down, And goes for a pin 1….2...Randy kicks out, Ace grabs Randy’s leg and as he stands up he turns Randy into a single leg crab, Randy however is able to roll spin and grab Ace’s leg pulling him into a schoolboy roll up, Ace kicks out right away gets to his feet and spins slamming a hard roaring elbow into Randy’s face causing Randy to collapse to the mat and the crowd to “oooo”
Bill Richardson: My god did you hear that shot?
Terrell Hanley: The sound of bone hitting flesh!
Brittney Mueller: Randy is down MAN DOWN MAN DOWN
Ace calls for the triple 7(codebreaker) as Randy gets to his feet Ace leaps up and grabs his head, but Randy catches Ace and throws him up for the flapjack causing Ace to crash to the mat, Randy rolls to his feet and pulls Ace up into the firemans carry before dropping him down with a roundhouse kick with his move the twinge, Ace crashes to the mat this time and the crowd goes silent, Randy pins 1….2….Ace kicks out.
Brittney Mueller: Jesus what a kick
Bill Richardson: Randy and Ace are killing one another
Terrell Hanley: I thought Randy hadf him….and so did Randy…
Randy gets to his feet and calls for Ace to get up, as he does Randy pulls Ace into the firemans carry again this time going for the blackout, he lifts Ace up but Ace catches Randy’s knee on the way down, he pulls him into the sin city slam (rock bottom) but Randy hits an elbow to the side of Ace’s head, Ace stumbles back and Randy runs in but Ace leaps in the air hitting the triple 7! He pins 1….2…..3
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, ACE ANDREWS!!
Daisie Daughtry: The following match is scheduled for one fall, coming tot he ring at this time, MARISOL HAWKES!!
Angel of Afterlife) by Kamelot hits the speakers as Marisol Hawkes walks out on the ramp in her black and purple leather attire. She smirks as she glares around the theater at the fans. She then proceeds down the ramp and quickly up to the ring steps. She smiles at the crowd again as she gets in the ring and then looks back up the ramp. Marisol stretches and paces the ring as she waits for the match to begin.
Daisie Daughtry: And her opponent, TRIXIE!!
Take It Off By The Donnas plays as Trixie comes out and does a twirl to bend over and showcase her firm apple bottom to the crowd before turning around to flaunt her ring attire and bite her finger as she pauses on stage before walking in a straight line down the ramp to really sway her hips and get the attention of the guys in the crowd, blowing kisses at the guys and enjoying the jealousy of the girls in the crowd as she steps onto the apron and girates her hips before stepping into the ring very slowly to allow all the photos to be taken before stepping full in and giving a playful wink to the referee as she sits on the corner
Hawkes and Trixie start the match out slow, gently feeling each other out. The pace quickens really fast as Hawkes breaks first with a forearm to Trixie, Trixie staggers and Hawkes goes on the offensive with a scoop slam. Hawkes climbs on Trixie and begins slamming her head into the mat until the ref pulls Hawkes off. As Trixie gets to her feet, Hawkes takes a few shots to Trixie’s ribs and the fans erupt into a chorus of boos. Hawkes plays it up by taunting the fans, thus giving Trixie enough time to re-cooperate and Trixie rolls Hawkes up ::..
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Kickout
Bill Richardson: That was sure close!
Brittany Mueller: It sure was!
Hawkes gets up and swings on Trixie but Trixie ducks and once again rolls up Hawkes!
1…
2…
Kickout
Hawkes doesn’t allow any time for Trixie as she begins to put the boots to her. She lifts Trixie up by the hair and drags her to the corner and begins kicking her in the gut and then stomps and mud hole in her and walks it dry! She lifts Trixie up and suplexes her back down. She rolls over and covers her in a cocky manner without hooking a leg.
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Kickout
Hawkes argues with the Ref for a minute before goes back on the offensive with kicks and knees. She covers her again.
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Hawkes lifts Trixie’s shoulder off the mat and begins slamming her head into the mat again. Once again Hawkes goes to mock the crowd and giving Trixie time to wake up and she uses it wisely. She gets up slowly and begins to mount a comeback with shots to Hawkes’s face. She gives Hawke a superkick but doesn’t go for a cover instead lifts her up and spears her! Once again instead of covering her she lifts her up and scoop slams her. This time she covers her.
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Kickout
Trixie not wasting any time puts Hawkes into a figure four! Hawkes screams in pain but reaches up and slaps Trixie forcing her to let go of the hold. Hawkes stands up limping and kicks Trixie in the face. Trixie holds her nose.
Terrell Hanley: I think Trixie may either have a broken nose or some missing teeth!
Brittany Mueller: I second that at this point!
Hawkes grabs Trixie’s hair and shows the fans a bloody face of Trixie. Hawkes slaps Trixie and then kicks her in the head.
Bill Richardson: This is just getting sick! Trixie is already hurt but she isn't giving up a fight.
Terrell Hanley: Agree there dawg
Hawkes lifts Trixie up and slams her face first into the turn buckle about 6-7 times. She lifts Trixie onto the top turnbuckle and then superplexes her off! The fans erupt into a chorus of ‘HOLY SHIT!’. Trixie screams in pain as Hawkes stands tall. She drops to her knees and Covers Trixie.
1…
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Kickout!
Bill Richardson: What spunk this one has huh?
Brittany Mueller: Indeed Bill!
Hawkes begins to assault Trixie and the ref pulls Hawkes off, but Hawkes breaks way and once again slams Trixie’s head into the mat. Hawkes covers her.
1…
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Kickout!
Trixie starts to show some life but the life is knocked out of her by A shot to her throat by Hawkes. Trixie clutches her throat and Hawkes poses for the fans once again. Only this time Trixie doesn’t have enough time to make a come back as Hawkes gets meaner as the match progresses and the fans are noticing. Hawkes grabs a hold of Trixie’s throat and suddenly hits DIVINE INTERVENTION. The crowd boo's as he sits up on her knees looking down at her fallen foe with a smirk as she looks over to the turnbuckle. Now onto her feet she climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off of it landing DIVINE FORGIVENESS, she hooks a leg as the referee slides into position to make the pinfall.
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, MARISOL HAWKES!
Angel of Afterlife) by Kamelot hits the speakers as Marisol Hawkes walks out on the ramp in her black and purple leather attire. She smirks as she glares around the theater at the fans. She then proceeds down the ramp and quickly up to the ring steps. She smiles at the crowd again as she gets in the ring and then looks back up the ramp. Marisol stretches and paces the ring as she waits for the match to begin.
Daisie Daughtry: And her opponent, TRIXIE!!
Take It Off By The Donnas plays as Trixie comes out and does a twirl to bend over and showcase her firm apple bottom to the crowd before turning around to flaunt her ring attire and bite her finger as she pauses on stage before walking in a straight line down the ramp to really sway her hips and get the attention of the guys in the crowd, blowing kisses at the guys and enjoying the jealousy of the girls in the crowd as she steps onto the apron and girates her hips before stepping into the ring very slowly to allow all the photos to be taken before stepping full in and giving a playful wink to the referee as she sits on the corner
Hawkes and Trixie start the match out slow, gently feeling each other out. The pace quickens really fast as Hawkes breaks first with a forearm to Trixie, Trixie staggers and Hawkes goes on the offensive with a scoop slam. Hawkes climbs on Trixie and begins slamming her head into the mat until the ref pulls Hawkes off. As Trixie gets to her feet, Hawkes takes a few shots to Trixie’s ribs and the fans erupt into a chorus of boos. Hawkes plays it up by taunting the fans, thus giving Trixie enough time to re-cooperate and Trixie rolls Hawkes up ::..
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Kickout
Bill Richardson: That was sure close!
Brittany Mueller: It sure was!
Hawkes gets up and swings on Trixie but Trixie ducks and once again rolls up Hawkes!
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Kickout
Hawkes doesn’t allow any time for Trixie as she begins to put the boots to her. She lifts Trixie up by the hair and drags her to the corner and begins kicking her in the gut and then stomps and mud hole in her and walks it dry! She lifts Trixie up and suplexes her back down. She rolls over and covers her in a cocky manner without hooking a leg.
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Kickout
Hawkes argues with the Ref for a minute before goes back on the offensive with kicks and knees. She covers her again.
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Hawkes lifts Trixie’s shoulder off the mat and begins slamming her head into the mat again. Once again Hawkes goes to mock the crowd and giving Trixie time to wake up and she uses it wisely. She gets up slowly and begins to mount a comeback with shots to Hawkes’s face. She gives Hawke a superkick but doesn’t go for a cover instead lifts her up and spears her! Once again instead of covering her she lifts her up and scoop slams her. This time she covers her.
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Kickout
Trixie not wasting any time puts Hawkes into a figure four! Hawkes screams in pain but reaches up and slaps Trixie forcing her to let go of the hold. Hawkes stands up limping and kicks Trixie in the face. Trixie holds her nose.
Terrell Hanley: I think Trixie may either have a broken nose or some missing teeth!
Brittany Mueller: I second that at this point!
Hawkes grabs Trixie’s hair and shows the fans a bloody face of Trixie. Hawkes slaps Trixie and then kicks her in the head.
Bill Richardson: This is just getting sick! Trixie is already hurt but she isn't giving up a fight.
Terrell Hanley: Agree there dawg
Hawkes lifts Trixie up and slams her face first into the turn buckle about 6-7 times. She lifts Trixie onto the top turnbuckle and then superplexes her off! The fans erupt into a chorus of ‘HOLY SHIT!’. Trixie screams in pain as Hawkes stands tall. She drops to her knees and Covers Trixie.
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Kickout!
Bill Richardson: What spunk this one has huh?
Brittany Mueller: Indeed Bill!
Hawkes begins to assault Trixie and the ref pulls Hawkes off, but Hawkes breaks way and once again slams Trixie’s head into the mat. Hawkes covers her.
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Kickout!
Trixie starts to show some life but the life is knocked out of her by A shot to her throat by Hawkes. Trixie clutches her throat and Hawkes poses for the fans once again. Only this time Trixie doesn’t have enough time to make a come back as Hawkes gets meaner as the match progresses and the fans are noticing. Hawkes grabs a hold of Trixie’s throat and suddenly hits DIVINE INTERVENTION. The crowd boo's as he sits up on her knees looking down at her fallen foe with a smirk as she looks over to the turnbuckle. Now onto her feet she climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off of it landing DIVINE FORGIVENESS, she hooks a leg as the referee slides into position to make the pinfall.
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, MARISOL HAWKES!
Daisie Dae Daughtry: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall…
Hail to the king hits as the enforcers and manager of SOC step out, they turn as Kevin and Chris Hunter bring up the rear. They lead them down to the ring laughing and carrying on.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Coming to the ring at a combined weight of 450 pounds the sons of chaos Kevin and Chris Hunter!
Kevin and Chris slide up onto the ring apron and enter the ring.
Bill Richardson: The SOC making their presence felt as always
Brittney Mueller: They look ready to beat someone up…
Terrell Hanley: Lucky Ana has that security force….
The intro of "It Has Begun" plays, just as the main chorus hits Ryuji runs out and looks out at the fans. He smiles as he receives a warm reception before making his way toward the ring. He slaps a few hands before sliding into the ring. He walks around the inside of the ring before stopping and rushing into the middle and poses for the crowd.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now coming to the ring standing 6 foot tall and weighing in at 206 pounds from Kyoto Japan RYYYYYUUUJI TAKAHASHI
Bill Richardson: Ryuji looks ready to go here…
Terrell Hanley: Yeah but against the SOC?..and with Jackson Stewart as a partner?
"Words" blares through the sound system as Jackson walks out to a standing ovation with his girl Felicia on his arm. She steps to the side while clapping for him as he spins around to shake his ass a bit. He eventually starts to walk down the ramp while she is sexually walking along side him. When they reach the bottom of the ramp, Felicia gives Jackson a kiss that nearly sends him into a frenzy. After the kiss, he shoots into the ring, hops up and down on the ring ropes while fist pumping the crowd up. She remains on the arena floor just clapping away.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: And now in the ring from San Jose california, standing 6’1 weighing in at 234 pounds JACCCCKKKSOOOONNN STEEWWAAAART
Bill Richardson: Stewart doesn’t look to happy about teaming with Takahasi….
Brittney Mueller: Who knows...but they have to face the hunters…
The bell rings but the Hunters attack Takahashi and Stewart. Stewart falls from the ring and the referee pushes Kevin Hunter back making Chris the legal man with Takahashi. Chris grabs the top rope and stomps Takahashi down in the corner over and over again. Chris smirks and steps back throwing his arms up, the crowd boo’s as Kevin applauds his brother. Chris leans down and pulls Takahashi to his feet whipping him into the ropes, Chris ducks and Takahashi stops, kicks him in the chest and as he stands up Takahashi grabs Chris and hits an exploder suplex.
Bill Richardson: Wow what a move!
Terrell Hanley: That was a great move from Ryuji….
Bill Richardson: The guy is pure talent…
Ryuji crouches down and measures Chris hunter up, Jackson stewart though hits a blind tag and Takahashi turns around confused, the referee pushes him towards the corner and Stewart tells him to get out of the ring, as all this is going on Chris Hunter starts to pull himself up, Jackson runs up and hits the leg drop bulldog, Chris hits the mat and Jackson poses for the crowd, Kevin hunter distracts the referee and one of the SOC enforcers get on the apron, Jackson goes for him and he jumps down.
Brittney Mueller: Oh come on SOC at it again…
Bill Richardson: Right?....
Chris Hunter tags in Kevin who hops in the ring and slams into Jackson stewart, Ryuji shakes his head as Kevin kicks him over and over again. He pulls Jackson up and hits a power bomb. Jackson bounces off the mat and Kevin hunter laughs, he taunts Ryuji and it causes him to try and storm the ring, Chris Hunter gets in the ring and hits hits brain buster on stewart before sliding from the ring, Kevin hunter then pulls Jackson stewart up and hits the buried alive! He pins 1…..2….3
Bill Richardson: Oh wow...the hunter brothers are so in sync….
The rest of SOC storm the ring and start to beat down Jackson Stewart, Ryuji gets into the ring and tries to help as the crowd pops he hits anything that moves with chops, punches and kicks, he starts to help and get the upper hand until Kevin Hunter hits a buried alive on him to! Kevin laughs and crouches down over Ryuji Takahashi talking trash.
Bill Richardson: The SOC have made a statement….
Terell Hanley: Yeah don’t mess with them!
Daisie Dae Daughtry: The following women’s division match is scheduled for one fall.
The crowd seems already fired up, looking forward to whatever Honor Wrestling had planned for them tonight. You can hear them chant for their favourite superstars, or start chants every now and then.
With the arena lights going out they are left in complete darkness. Moments later a single purple spot falling on top of the entrance ramp before the tron starts to flicker. The words Hail the Pale Queen flashing one after the other. Combined with words spoken with some sort of echo effect. A husky female voice spoke.
And I looked, and behold a pale horse. And his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed him.
A dark laughter was heard when the music set in. A strong beat. ‘Painkiller’ by Judas Priest was blasting out of the speakers. When a female figure stepped through the curtain, inhaling the atmosphere.
Planets devastated
Mankind's on its knees
A saviour comes from out the skies
In answer to their pleas
ELENA DEDRACA. Observing the crowd for a moment before starting to walk down the ramp. With more light applied to the ramp they got a better view of the the british bombshell. Her leather attire painting a perfect picture of the young athlete.
Moving to the rhythm of the music before reaching the ring, sliding in. With her head held high she was lazily leaning against the turnbuckle, giving that wicked grin. Looking through the crowd before she stretched her body and rolled her neck, awaiting the next challenge…
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now standing in the ring being accompanied by Frankie Harwood from London England, standing 5’8 weighing 120n pounds ELLLLLENA DEDRACAAA
Brittney Mueller: Elena came so close to beating Alyce Kessler
Bill Richardson: Elena is such a great talent she’ll bounce back….
Bad Girls World by Halestorm starts playing, as Serenity Wilson would walk out. She stops at the top of the ramp, as she looks at everyone, before throwing her hands up, as she bends her knee slightly. She soon snaps her hands down, before walking down to the ramp, as she climbs the stairs. She would climb into the ring, as she goes over to her corner, as she waits for the match to start.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now in the ring standing 5’5 weighing in at 120 pounds from Boisie Idaho SEEERREEEENITY WIIILSON.
Terrell Hanley: Serenity is the diamonds champion an she has been great…
Bill Richardson: She won the title and has already defended it...she has been a great ambassodor for the womens division…
Serenity and Elena size each other up as the crowd starts dueling “let’s go elena” “go ser-en-ity” chants. They stand face to face and talk back and forth before exploding into each other with hard rights, each woman tagging the other over and over again as the crowd responds in cheers. Serenity blocks a shot from Elena and gets in a few backing Elena into the ropes, she whips Elena across the ring and spins hitting the wilson kick on Elena sending her down.
Wilson then pulls her up by the hair and lays in a few headbutts before picking Elena up in a suplex, Serenity then rolls her hips gets to her feet and lets one of Elena’s arms down dropping Elena with a ddt, she rolls Elena over and pins 1,,,,2,,,,Elena kicks out
Brittney Mueller: Wow Serenity is on fire….
Bill Richardson: Yeah but it’ll take more than that to keep DeDraca down….
Serenity grabs Elena by the head and runs up the corner spinning going for a tornado ddt, Elena holds Serenity up and turns the tornado ddt into a cradle ddt dropping serenity down, she pins 1.,....2….serenity kicks out. Elana stays on the attack flipping onto serenity with a senton, she then slides across her body pulling serenity to her feet, serenity though attacks with hard right hands and hits her modified head scissors the wilson leg trap.
Bill Richardson: wow these women are amazing…
Brittney Mueller: I know right?...
Serenity hits the ropes again but Elena leaps up and hits a front dropkick she calls the god save the queen sending serenity down hard. Elena pins 1….2...Serenity kicks out, Elena pulls her up and hits a hard roundhouse sending Serenity stumbling backwards into the corner, Elena runs in and hits a running knee to the face of wilson who stumbles out right into the british wave! Firearms carry slam! She pins 1….2….3!
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, ELENA DEDRACA!
The crowd seems already fired up, looking forward to whatever Honor Wrestling had planned for them tonight. You can hear them chant for their favourite superstars, or start chants every now and then.
With the arena lights going out they are left in complete darkness. Moments later a single purple spot falling on top of the entrance ramp before the tron starts to flicker. The words Hail the Pale Queen flashing one after the other. Combined with words spoken with some sort of echo effect. A husky female voice spoke.
And I looked, and behold a pale horse. And his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed him.
A dark laughter was heard when the music set in. A strong beat. ‘Painkiller’ by Judas Priest was blasting out of the speakers. When a female figure stepped through the curtain, inhaling the atmosphere.
Planets devastated
Mankind's on its knees
A saviour comes from out the skies
In answer to their pleas
ELENA DEDRACA. Observing the crowd for a moment before starting to walk down the ramp. With more light applied to the ramp they got a better view of the the british bombshell. Her leather attire painting a perfect picture of the young athlete.
Moving to the rhythm of the music before reaching the ring, sliding in. With her head held high she was lazily leaning against the turnbuckle, giving that wicked grin. Looking through the crowd before she stretched her body and rolled her neck, awaiting the next challenge…
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now standing in the ring being accompanied by Frankie Harwood from London England, standing 5’8 weighing 120n pounds ELLLLLENA DEDRACAAA
Brittney Mueller: Elena came so close to beating Alyce Kessler
Bill Richardson: Elena is such a great talent she’ll bounce back….
Bad Girls World by Halestorm starts playing, as Serenity Wilson would walk out. She stops at the top of the ramp, as she looks at everyone, before throwing her hands up, as she bends her knee slightly. She soon snaps her hands down, before walking down to the ramp, as she climbs the stairs. She would climb into the ring, as she goes over to her corner, as she waits for the match to start.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now in the ring standing 5’5 weighing in at 120 pounds from Boisie Idaho SEEERREEEENITY WIIILSON.
Terrell Hanley: Serenity is the diamonds champion an she has been great…
Bill Richardson: She won the title and has already defended it...she has been a great ambassodor for the womens division…
Serenity and Elena size each other up as the crowd starts dueling “let’s go elena” “go ser-en-ity” chants. They stand face to face and talk back and forth before exploding into each other with hard rights, each woman tagging the other over and over again as the crowd responds in cheers. Serenity blocks a shot from Elena and gets in a few backing Elena into the ropes, she whips Elena across the ring and spins hitting the wilson kick on Elena sending her down.
Wilson then pulls her up by the hair and lays in a few headbutts before picking Elena up in a suplex, Serenity then rolls her hips gets to her feet and lets one of Elena’s arms down dropping Elena with a ddt, she rolls Elena over and pins 1,,,,2,,,,Elena kicks out
Brittney Mueller: Wow Serenity is on fire….
Bill Richardson: Yeah but it’ll take more than that to keep DeDraca down….
Serenity grabs Elena by the head and runs up the corner spinning going for a tornado ddt, Elena holds Serenity up and turns the tornado ddt into a cradle ddt dropping serenity down, she pins 1.,....2….serenity kicks out. Elana stays on the attack flipping onto serenity with a senton, she then slides across her body pulling serenity to her feet, serenity though attacks with hard right hands and hits her modified head scissors the wilson leg trap.
Bill Richardson: wow these women are amazing…
Brittney Mueller: I know right?...
Serenity hits the ropes again but Elena leaps up and hits a front dropkick she calls the god save the queen sending serenity down hard. Elena pins 1….2...Serenity kicks out, Elena pulls her up and hits a hard roundhouse sending Serenity stumbling backwards into the corner, Elena runs in and hits a running knee to the face of wilson who stumbles out right into the british wave! Firearms carry slam! She pins 1….2….3!
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, ELENA DEDRACA!
Daisie Daughtry: Coming to the ring at this time, from Seattle Washington, JUSTIN SPIRIT!
The guitar chords slam into the speakers in the same instant that white strobe flutters across the dim arena. The crowd shout and call with enough force to equal the blasting music of Trust Co. “Downfall”.
Fear in me so deep it gets the best of me,
In the fear I fall, here it comes face to face with me,
Here I stand hold back so no one can see,
I feel these wounds, step down, step down,
step down.
The cameras sweep from ringside to the ramp, giving a first person perspective of the ramp from the floor. The shot zooms in up the ramp way as the vocals hit the raging chorus. At this moment, Justin Spirit…THE ICEMAN…walks out onto the stage! Dressed in a white, unbuttoned silk shirt and black pants with a pair of Oakleys sunglasses covering his baby blues...there is a boyish grin on his face as he acknowledges the crowd.
(am I) Breaking Down!!!
Can I break away
Push me away, make me fall,
Just to see, another side of me,
Push me away, you can see,
what I see, the other side of me.
He walks to stage right with an arm outstretched, pointing to the fans who acknowledge him. Justin then heads stage left to do the same as the chorus closes. He descends the ramp and his focus snaps to the ring. With a practiced flick of his wrist he lifts the Oakleys off the bridge of his nose and rests them high on his head, seated comfortably behind the frosted tips of his gelled hair. His cool blue eyes focus intently on the ring as Justin gets his “game face’ on.
Fall back on me, and I’ll be the strength I need, to save me now, just come face to face with me, stay in place you'll be the first to see, me heal these wounds, step down, step down, step down, down!!
He walks up the ring steps and heads down the apron a bit. With one look back over the crowd, Justin slips into the ring through the middle ropes. Once on the canvas he acknowledges the ref with a nod.
I’m not breaking, down
can I break away
push me away, make me fall,
just to see another side of me,
push me away you can see,
what I see, the other side of me
Go!
The music ends and the lights return to their normal brilliance. He removes the sunglasses and silk shirt, promptly handing them off to the ring crew. Justin walks to the corner and leans back nonchalantly against the turnbuckle...the grin doesn't leave his face...
Daisie Daughtry: And his opponent, from Santa Fe New Mexico! Keegan RYAN!!
The lights went out in the arena, there was some reaction coming from the crowds as they are wondering what is going on? The first guitar riff starts to play through the sound system, the crowds are on their feet trying to see who is coming out as the spotlight went on the ramp.
"Speak to me
Of those days I won't forget
Your worst dream
Has just returned - to pay you back
I'm still laughing
There's not much else I can do
But one's thing's certain
I'm coming back for you"
The crowds are starting to get more into it as they waited with anticipation, on the arrival of this person. As the song continue on the crowds are getting more and more anxious about this, not sure what is going to happen at this very moment.
"Say my name
I can hear you whisper
Not to blame?
You are going to blister
Scream in the night
I've been counting the days
It's so amusing
To see you again"
The light started to flash a little, getting the crowd all worked up for what is about to happen next.
"Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who d'ya use it on
You're going to burn in Hell"
Keegan Ryan came from the curtain as he stand on the ramp, the crowds are showering him with boos which doesn't bother him at all. He walked down the ramp ignoring all the name calling and what not, he stopped as he turned around to look at one fan in the front row who was yelling and saying other things. Keegan argued with the fan, after a while he flipped that fan off as he walked up the steel stairs he went through the second rope. The crowds continued to boo him and Keegan just let a smirk, as he walked over to the left turnbuckle as his music stopped playing he waited with a sadistic smirk on his face.
The referee calls for the bell. spirit and ryan up. spirit puts ryan into a headlock. ryan pushes him into the ropes. spirit hops over ryan as he hits the mat. When spirit comes back, ryan leap frogs over him. When spirit returns, ryan delivers a drop kick that hits spirit in the chin. Spirit falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Keegan is looking at him as Justin checks himself. Keegan gives chase to Justin. Justin runs around the ring with Keegan giving chase. Justin slides into the ring and runs towards the ropes. When Ryan slides in, he is met with a running clothesline. Justin picks Keegan up and delivers a back-hand chop to Keegan. Followed by another one. And another. Keegan is holding his chest. Justin then lariats Keegan into the ropes. When Keegan returns, Justin delivers a standing drop kick. Keegan falls to the mat. Justin hops back up and walks over to Ryan. Justin starts stomping on the back of Keegan. Then Justin rolls Keegan over, and goes for the pin. The ref counts.
...1
...2
..Keegan kicks out.
Bill Richardson: There is no way that Spirit can honestly think he can win the match that easily.
Terrell Hanley: Why not? The man is a legend
Bill Richardson: Yea, but look who you are talking about.
Justin picks Keegan up. On the way up, Keegan hits Justin's hand off of him and delivers a right hand to his face. Justin looks stunned. Keegan delivers another right hand. Followed by two more. Justin has no idea what just happened. Justin spins around and finds a boot delivered by Keegan right to his gut. Followed quickly by a DDT. Keegan gets up and celebrates to the crowd followed by a roar of boos. Keegan points to the top turnbuckle.
Brittany Muelller: It looks like he is going high risk.
Keegan climbs his way to the top turnbuckle and points right at Justin. Keean goes to deliver an elbow. Justin moves quickly and Keegan tastes nothing but mat. Both guys are on the ground. The referee checks on both competitors and begins counting;
...1
...2
...3
...4
..Justin gets up.
Justin grabs Keegan and delivers a single arm DDT. Keegan grabs his arm in agony. Justin grabs Keegan's arm and stretches it out. Justin stomps right on the elbow of Keegan's arm. He repeats this 3 or 4 times. Keegan is screaming in agony. Justin starts show boating. When Justin reaches down to pick up Keegan, Keegan reverses it into a small package. THe referee drops.
...1
...2
..Justin kicks out.
Justin quickly gets up and kicks Keegan dead in his chest. Keegan falls back down to the mat. Justin picks Keegan up and lariats him. When Keegan comes back, Justin delivers an arm drag take down. As he is taking Keegan down, he turns it right into a crossface. Focusing more on the arm, then the face. Keegan is doing whatever is possible to get out. Justin wrenches more and more on the hold. Keegan starts kicking around and finds the ropes. The referee sees Keegan's foot on the ropes and tells Justin to break the hold. Justin ignores and pulls even tighter.
...1
...2
...3
...4
..Justin releases the hold.
The referee gets into Justin's face and tells him to release the hold when he tells him to. Justin just grins at the ref and goes for Keegan. He picks Keegan up and throws him into the corner. Justin show boats over to the opposing corner. He runs towards Keegan and leaps to deliver a splash. Keegan moves and Justin lands face first into the metal post. Justin falls back to the mat and looks to be knocked out. Keegan stumbles around and notices that Justin is laying flat on the mat. Keegan quickly hops up to the top rope and delivers a flying elbow drop. Keegan connects but it took just as much out of Keegan as it did Justin. Both men are left laying on the mat.
...1
...2
...3
...4
...5 Both men start slowly reaching for the ropes.
...6
...7 They are slowly getting to thier feet.
...8
...9
..Keegan makes it all the way to his feet shortly there followed by Justin.
Keegan runs and delivers a running clothesline to Justin. Justin quickly gets up and receives another one. Followed up by another one from Keegan. It looks like Keegan is getting a second wind. Keegan grabs Justin and kicks him in the gut. Keegan looks around and grabs Justin and sets him up for spinning Neckbreaker. When Keegan goes for it, Justin throws him off and delivers a bulldog. Justin slowly rolls over and stands up. He picks Keegan up and lifts him up on his shoudlers. Justin quickly delivers a shoulder breaker. Keegan is holding his arm again. Justin grabs Keegan's arm and twists it between his legs. Justin jumps up and lands on his knees with Keegan's arm between his legs. Keegan rolls in pain. Justin stands back up and starts laughing. Justin looks to end the match as he brings Keegan to his feet and nails Spirit Driver, falling onto the lifeless body of Keegan Ryan as the referee counts the three count.
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, JUSTIN SPIRIT!
The guitar chords slam into the speakers in the same instant that white strobe flutters across the dim arena. The crowd shout and call with enough force to equal the blasting music of Trust Co. “Downfall”.
Fear in me so deep it gets the best of me,
In the fear I fall, here it comes face to face with me,
Here I stand hold back so no one can see,
I feel these wounds, step down, step down,
step down.
The cameras sweep from ringside to the ramp, giving a first person perspective of the ramp from the floor. The shot zooms in up the ramp way as the vocals hit the raging chorus. At this moment, Justin Spirit…THE ICEMAN…walks out onto the stage! Dressed in a white, unbuttoned silk shirt and black pants with a pair of Oakleys sunglasses covering his baby blues...there is a boyish grin on his face as he acknowledges the crowd.
(am I) Breaking Down!!!
Can I break away
Push me away, make me fall,
Just to see, another side of me,
Push me away, you can see,
what I see, the other side of me.
He walks to stage right with an arm outstretched, pointing to the fans who acknowledge him. Justin then heads stage left to do the same as the chorus closes. He descends the ramp and his focus snaps to the ring. With a practiced flick of his wrist he lifts the Oakleys off the bridge of his nose and rests them high on his head, seated comfortably behind the frosted tips of his gelled hair. His cool blue eyes focus intently on the ring as Justin gets his “game face’ on.
Fall back on me, and I’ll be the strength I need, to save me now, just come face to face with me, stay in place you'll be the first to see, me heal these wounds, step down, step down, step down, down!!
He walks up the ring steps and heads down the apron a bit. With one look back over the crowd, Justin slips into the ring through the middle ropes. Once on the canvas he acknowledges the ref with a nod.
I’m not breaking, down
can I break away
push me away, make me fall,
just to see another side of me,
push me away you can see,
what I see, the other side of me
Go!
The music ends and the lights return to their normal brilliance. He removes the sunglasses and silk shirt, promptly handing them off to the ring crew. Justin walks to the corner and leans back nonchalantly against the turnbuckle...the grin doesn't leave his face...
Daisie Daughtry: And his opponent, from Santa Fe New Mexico! Keegan RYAN!!
The lights went out in the arena, there was some reaction coming from the crowds as they are wondering what is going on? The first guitar riff starts to play through the sound system, the crowds are on their feet trying to see who is coming out as the spotlight went on the ramp.
"Speak to me
Of those days I won't forget
Your worst dream
Has just returned - to pay you back
I'm still laughing
There's not much else I can do
But one's thing's certain
I'm coming back for you"
The crowds are starting to get more into it as they waited with anticipation, on the arrival of this person. As the song continue on the crowds are getting more and more anxious about this, not sure what is going to happen at this very moment.
"Say my name
I can hear you whisper
Not to blame?
You are going to blister
Scream in the night
I've been counting the days
It's so amusing
To see you again"
The light started to flash a little, getting the crowd all worked up for what is about to happen next.
"Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who d'ya use it on
You're going to burn in Hell"
Keegan Ryan came from the curtain as he stand on the ramp, the crowds are showering him with boos which doesn't bother him at all. He walked down the ramp ignoring all the name calling and what not, he stopped as he turned around to look at one fan in the front row who was yelling and saying other things. Keegan argued with the fan, after a while he flipped that fan off as he walked up the steel stairs he went through the second rope. The crowds continued to boo him and Keegan just let a smirk, as he walked over to the left turnbuckle as his music stopped playing he waited with a sadistic smirk on his face.
The referee calls for the bell. spirit and ryan up. spirit puts ryan into a headlock. ryan pushes him into the ropes. spirit hops over ryan as he hits the mat. When spirit comes back, ryan leap frogs over him. When spirit returns, ryan delivers a drop kick that hits spirit in the chin. Spirit falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Keegan is looking at him as Justin checks himself. Keegan gives chase to Justin. Justin runs around the ring with Keegan giving chase. Justin slides into the ring and runs towards the ropes. When Ryan slides in, he is met with a running clothesline. Justin picks Keegan up and delivers a back-hand chop to Keegan. Followed by another one. And another. Keegan is holding his chest. Justin then lariats Keegan into the ropes. When Keegan returns, Justin delivers a standing drop kick. Keegan falls to the mat. Justin hops back up and walks over to Ryan. Justin starts stomping on the back of Keegan. Then Justin rolls Keegan over, and goes for the pin. The ref counts.
...1
...2
..Keegan kicks out.
Bill Richardson: There is no way that Spirit can honestly think he can win the match that easily.
Terrell Hanley: Why not? The man is a legend
Bill Richardson: Yea, but look who you are talking about.
Justin picks Keegan up. On the way up, Keegan hits Justin's hand off of him and delivers a right hand to his face. Justin looks stunned. Keegan delivers another right hand. Followed by two more. Justin has no idea what just happened. Justin spins around and finds a boot delivered by Keegan right to his gut. Followed quickly by a DDT. Keegan gets up and celebrates to the crowd followed by a roar of boos. Keegan points to the top turnbuckle.
Brittany Muelller: It looks like he is going high risk.
Keegan climbs his way to the top turnbuckle and points right at Justin. Keean goes to deliver an elbow. Justin moves quickly and Keegan tastes nothing but mat. Both guys are on the ground. The referee checks on both competitors and begins counting;
...1
...2
...3
...4
..Justin gets up.
Justin grabs Keegan and delivers a single arm DDT. Keegan grabs his arm in agony. Justin grabs Keegan's arm and stretches it out. Justin stomps right on the elbow of Keegan's arm. He repeats this 3 or 4 times. Keegan is screaming in agony. Justin starts show boating. When Justin reaches down to pick up Keegan, Keegan reverses it into a small package. THe referee drops.
...1
...2
..Justin kicks out.
Justin quickly gets up and kicks Keegan dead in his chest. Keegan falls back down to the mat. Justin picks Keegan up and lariats him. When Keegan comes back, Justin delivers an arm drag take down. As he is taking Keegan down, he turns it right into a crossface. Focusing more on the arm, then the face. Keegan is doing whatever is possible to get out. Justin wrenches more and more on the hold. Keegan starts kicking around and finds the ropes. The referee sees Keegan's foot on the ropes and tells Justin to break the hold. Justin ignores and pulls even tighter.
...1
...2
...3
...4
..Justin releases the hold.
The referee gets into Justin's face and tells him to release the hold when he tells him to. Justin just grins at the ref and goes for Keegan. He picks Keegan up and throws him into the corner. Justin show boats over to the opposing corner. He runs towards Keegan and leaps to deliver a splash. Keegan moves and Justin lands face first into the metal post. Justin falls back to the mat and looks to be knocked out. Keegan stumbles around and notices that Justin is laying flat on the mat. Keegan quickly hops up to the top rope and delivers a flying elbow drop. Keegan connects but it took just as much out of Keegan as it did Justin. Both men are left laying on the mat.
...1
...2
...3
...4
...5 Both men start slowly reaching for the ropes.
...6
...7 They are slowly getting to thier feet.
...8
...9
..Keegan makes it all the way to his feet shortly there followed by Justin.
Keegan runs and delivers a running clothesline to Justin. Justin quickly gets up and receives another one. Followed up by another one from Keegan. It looks like Keegan is getting a second wind. Keegan grabs Justin and kicks him in the gut. Keegan looks around and grabs Justin and sets him up for spinning Neckbreaker. When Keegan goes for it, Justin throws him off and delivers a bulldog. Justin slowly rolls over and stands up. He picks Keegan up and lifts him up on his shoudlers. Justin quickly delivers a shoulder breaker. Keegan is holding his arm again. Justin grabs Keegan's arm and twists it between his legs. Justin jumps up and lands on his knees with Keegan's arm between his legs. Keegan rolls in pain. Justin stands back up and starts laughing. Justin looks to end the match as he brings Keegan to his feet and nails Spirit Driver, falling onto the lifeless body of Keegan Ryan as the referee counts the three count.
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, JUSTIN SPIRIT!
Daisie Daughtry: The following match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring at this time, DEXTER ANTHONY!!
The lights go out as the beginning rift of "Kings Never Die" begins to play threw the speakers, once the main rap begin to play the lights begin to strobe, suddenly one light appears at the top of the arena and out from the top of the crowed appears Dexter Anthony. He makes his way down to the ring threw the crowed and finally jumps the barricade and then slides into the ring. He walks to the ropes and screams "FEED ME YOUR DREAMS!" before he goes to one corner and sits down back against the bottom turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.
The lights in the arena begin to dim and the Honor Wrestling audience rise to their feet, as the nostalgic melody of "Paradise Circus" by Massive Attack begins to play through the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the stage and the audience begin to applaud, as emerging from the clouded mist is the self proclaimed "reckoning of professional wrestling" - Mark Storm, who stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp. A smile is plastered on his face as he marvels at the scenery, embracing all the cheers as he closes his eyes and widens his arms before coming down the ramp.
Daisie Daughtry: From New York, Brooklyn; weighing in a two hundred and twenty seven pounds.. He is the reckoning of professional wrestling.. ladies and gentlemen give it up for, MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!
Standing by the edge of the ring, he lets out a triumphant roar, with the audience roaring back to him as he jumps onto the apron before he slingshots his way over the top rope. Dressed in his usual wrestling attire; consisting on black boots, with black knee pads, wrestling trunks with his name written on them and with stars coming down both sides, tape wrapped around his elbows, and mixed martial arts styled gloves. He falls to his knees in the middle of the ring, looking up at the heavens as his theme music slowly begins to fade out.
Bill Richardson: Well, here we go. Which one of these two will make it into the final two..
Terrell Hanley: Storm has been on fire but Dexter has been opening his mouth about being one of the best here in this company..
Storm fires off a right, connecting to the face of Dexter, Dexter then fires off a right of his own, hitting the face of Storm in response. The two men continue this series until Storm ducks an errant right from Dexter, spinning the dazzled foe around and hitting a swinging neck breaker, taking him to the mat. then floats over the top of Dexter and begins to wrap his legs up.
Bull Richardson: What a move!
Terrell Hanley: Eh it was alright.
Storm torques the legs now, locking in a FULL Figure Four Leg Lock. Dexter cries out in pain already, scooting backwards rapidly towards the ropes. He clasps the ropes tight in his hands, and the ref calls for the break. Storm releases the hold as Dexter holds his leg.
Brittany Mueller: Lucky break for Dex.
Bill Richardson: I'd say so..
Storm smiles as he crosses the ring over to Dexter, grabbing him up and firing him across the ring with an Irish Whip. Dexter rebounds off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from Storm. Dexter rebounds off the opposite ropes and grabs the back of Storm’s head, taking him to the mat with a SICKENING running bulldog.
Bill Richardson: What ring presence there by Dexter, he knew exactly how to counter that one.
Terrell Hanley: He is a seasoned veteran
Storm writhes in pain on the mat, holding his head, rolling to his back. Dexter stalks forward and drops a fist, connecting square between the eyes of his downed opponent, the crowd heard booing a bit now. Dexter then goes to the legs of Storm and wraps them up. He delivers a quick kick to the side before then grabbing both arms behind his foe’s back. He smiles broadly and then delivers a SWIFT Curb Stomp!
Bill Richardson: What a VILE move there by Dexter… and here’s the COVER!!
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2...
Storm kicks out, the crowd heard cheering a bit now as Dexter looks back at the ref a moment. Dexter stands, bringing Storm up with him. Dexter whips Storm across the ring, making him rebound off the ropes. Dexter looks for the Yakuza kick, but Storm ducks and spins on his heel, grabbing the back of Dexter’s skull under his arm, falling to the mat.
Storm lifts Dexter up now, still holding onto his arm. Storm careens into Dexter with a HUGE clothesline, but still doesn’t release. He then swirls Dexter around in the air, dropping him across his own knee with a SICK back breaker!
Bill Richardson: Really vicious move there, and here comes the cover!
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2...
Dexter kicks out, the crowd heard booing a bit as Storm looks to the ref for a three count. The ref holds up two fingers, and Storm rolls to his feet, stalking his downed pray. Dexter gets to his feet wearily, and turns around. Storm drops his arms across the chest of Dexter, spinning him around in mid air!
Brittany Mueller: What's he doing?
Dexter twists around further, trapping Storm’s head under his own arm, FALLING to the mat, SPIKING his head into the canvas!
Bill Richardson: NO! He countered the swinging slam with a Implant DDT!! What a move!!
The crowd boos as Storm falls limp to the mat, Dexter seen spinning forward a bit. Dexter then backs up, hooking the leg of his lifeless opponent.
1...
2...
NO!
Storm has his foot on the ropes, the crowd heard cheering as the ref points it out.
Bill Richardson: That would have been it!
Dexter glares down on his foe with mal-intent, gazing at him with almost a sadistic grin. Dexter then rolls from the ring and swats Daisie away from her chair at ringside, folding it up with a slap, and then rolling in the ring as Storm is now loopy on his feet, recovering. Dexter holds the chair up, but the ref SEIZES the weapon from his hands, walking to the ropes to dispose of it. With this distraction, Storm lunges forward, trapping Dexter in a headlock. Dexter drops down and deliberately puts a forearm to the groin of Storm, crossing his eyes and making him sink to his knees, the crowd heard booing.
Bill Richardson: OH COME ON!! That was CHEAP!! The referee was distracted with that weapon, he didn’t see the illegal shot!
Terrell Hanley: That was an interesting move there. It’s like they say, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade… mm, that sounds good.
Dexter stands slowly, looking down at the pained Storm on the mat. Dexter then rebounds off the ropes and connects a boot SQUARE into the reeling face of Storm, taking him flush to the mat. The ref turns back around as Dexter looks over at the turnbuckle, and begins to mount it. Dexter smiles wickedly and then pats the point of his elbow. He then dives, extending the elbow out. At the LAST second, Storm rolls out of harm’s way, making Dexter crash into the canvas, elbow first, the crowd heard cheering.
Bill Richardson: HE MISSED!! The elbow drop didn’t connect!!
Storm gets to his feet, right behind the recovering Dexter. He hooks in Joe’s head and then…
Terrell Hanley: What the Ba-Jesus!!!
Bill Richardson: WHAT A MOVE!! Dystopia!!
The crowd cheers as a spaghetti legged Storm falls over the lifeless Dexter.
1...
2...
THRE-NO!!!
Dexter gets his hand on the ropes almost subconsciously as the crowd is heard booing rather loudly now. Storm sits up, pulling at his hair, almost as if asking “what will it take?” Storm uses the ropes to get to his feet, and recovers a moment, breathing heavily. Dexter finally starts to roll about on the mat, finally getting his senses back. Storm, however, doesn’t let this happen as he begins to viciously stomp away at the writhing Dexter. The ref tries to get Storm to stop, but Storm only laughs and starts stomping more harshly. The ref then steps up once more, getting in Storm’s face. Storm shoves the ref back, stopping the stomping. The ref then shoves a finger into Storm’s chest.
Brittany Mueller: The ref giving Storm a lecture here.
The crowd boos now as Storm glares at the ref. The ref points to his shirt and then urges Storm to get back into the game. Dexter is now in the corner, propped up against the turnbuckle. Storm glances back and then crouches low, then rushing forward towards the corner grounded Dexter. He looks for the face wash, but Dexter is able to roll out of the corner at the last moment, leaving Storm to get caught up in the second rope. Storm limps about a moment before then turning around into an advancing Dexter, who RAILS Storm with a lariat before then gripping his head and rushing forward, PLANTING him skull first into the canvas.
Brittany Mueller: Dexter looking for the win...
Dexter YANKS Storm to his feet, the crowd heard booing massively. Dexter hooks both of Storms’s arms behind his back, putting Storms’s head between his own legs. He lifts up his opponent, SLAMMING Storms’s head into the canvas!!
Bill Richardson: The Nightmare!!!!
Dexter smiles widely now as he floats over the lifeless Storm, hooking the leg.
1...
2...
3!!
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, DEXTER ANTHONY!
The lights go out as the beginning rift of "Kings Never Die" begins to play threw the speakers, once the main rap begin to play the lights begin to strobe, suddenly one light appears at the top of the arena and out from the top of the crowed appears Dexter Anthony. He makes his way down to the ring threw the crowed and finally jumps the barricade and then slides into the ring. He walks to the ropes and screams "FEED ME YOUR DREAMS!" before he goes to one corner and sits down back against the bottom turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.
The lights in the arena begin to dim and the Honor Wrestling audience rise to their feet, as the nostalgic melody of "Paradise Circus" by Massive Attack begins to play through the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the stage and the audience begin to applaud, as emerging from the clouded mist is the self proclaimed "reckoning of professional wrestling" - Mark Storm, who stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp. A smile is plastered on his face as he marvels at the scenery, embracing all the cheers as he closes his eyes and widens his arms before coming down the ramp.
Daisie Daughtry: From New York, Brooklyn; weighing in a two hundred and twenty seven pounds.. He is the reckoning of professional wrestling.. ladies and gentlemen give it up for, MARRKKKK STORMMMMMM!
Standing by the edge of the ring, he lets out a triumphant roar, with the audience roaring back to him as he jumps onto the apron before he slingshots his way over the top rope. Dressed in his usual wrestling attire; consisting on black boots, with black knee pads, wrestling trunks with his name written on them and with stars coming down both sides, tape wrapped around his elbows, and mixed martial arts styled gloves. He falls to his knees in the middle of the ring, looking up at the heavens as his theme music slowly begins to fade out.
Bill Richardson: Well, here we go. Which one of these two will make it into the final two..
Terrell Hanley: Storm has been on fire but Dexter has been opening his mouth about being one of the best here in this company..
Storm fires off a right, connecting to the face of Dexter, Dexter then fires off a right of his own, hitting the face of Storm in response. The two men continue this series until Storm ducks an errant right from Dexter, spinning the dazzled foe around and hitting a swinging neck breaker, taking him to the mat. then floats over the top of Dexter and begins to wrap his legs up.
Bull Richardson: What a move!
Terrell Hanley: Eh it was alright.
Storm torques the legs now, locking in a FULL Figure Four Leg Lock. Dexter cries out in pain already, scooting backwards rapidly towards the ropes. He clasps the ropes tight in his hands, and the ref calls for the break. Storm releases the hold as Dexter holds his leg.
Brittany Mueller: Lucky break for Dex.
Bill Richardson: I'd say so..
Storm smiles as he crosses the ring over to Dexter, grabbing him up and firing him across the ring with an Irish Whip. Dexter rebounds off the ropes and ducks a clothesline from Storm. Dexter rebounds off the opposite ropes and grabs the back of Storm’s head, taking him to the mat with a SICKENING running bulldog.
Bill Richardson: What ring presence there by Dexter, he knew exactly how to counter that one.
Terrell Hanley: He is a seasoned veteran
Storm writhes in pain on the mat, holding his head, rolling to his back. Dexter stalks forward and drops a fist, connecting square between the eyes of his downed opponent, the crowd heard booing a bit now. Dexter then goes to the legs of Storm and wraps them up. He delivers a quick kick to the side before then grabbing both arms behind his foe’s back. He smiles broadly and then delivers a SWIFT Curb Stomp!
Bill Richardson: What a VILE move there by Dexter… and here’s the COVER!!
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2...
Storm kicks out, the crowd heard cheering a bit now as Dexter looks back at the ref a moment. Dexter stands, bringing Storm up with him. Dexter whips Storm across the ring, making him rebound off the ropes. Dexter looks for the Yakuza kick, but Storm ducks and spins on his heel, grabbing the back of Dexter’s skull under his arm, falling to the mat.
Storm lifts Dexter up now, still holding onto his arm. Storm careens into Dexter with a HUGE clothesline, but still doesn’t release. He then swirls Dexter around in the air, dropping him across his own knee with a SICK back breaker!
Bill Richardson: Really vicious move there, and here comes the cover!
1...
2...
Dexter kicks out, the crowd heard booing a bit as Storm looks to the ref for a three count. The ref holds up two fingers, and Storm rolls to his feet, stalking his downed pray. Dexter gets to his feet wearily, and turns around. Storm drops his arms across the chest of Dexter, spinning him around in mid air!
Brittany Mueller: What's he doing?
Dexter twists around further, trapping Storm’s head under his own arm, FALLING to the mat, SPIKING his head into the canvas!
Bill Richardson: NO! He countered the swinging slam with a Implant DDT!! What a move!!
The crowd boos as Storm falls limp to the mat, Dexter seen spinning forward a bit. Dexter then backs up, hooking the leg of his lifeless opponent.
1...
2...
NO!
Storm has his foot on the ropes, the crowd heard cheering as the ref points it out.
Bill Richardson: That would have been it!
Dexter glares down on his foe with mal-intent, gazing at him with almost a sadistic grin. Dexter then rolls from the ring and swats Daisie away from her chair at ringside, folding it up with a slap, and then rolling in the ring as Storm is now loopy on his feet, recovering. Dexter holds the chair up, but the ref SEIZES the weapon from his hands, walking to the ropes to dispose of it. With this distraction, Storm lunges forward, trapping Dexter in a headlock. Dexter drops down and deliberately puts a forearm to the groin of Storm, crossing his eyes and making him sink to his knees, the crowd heard booing.
Bill Richardson: OH COME ON!! That was CHEAP!! The referee was distracted with that weapon, he didn’t see the illegal shot!
Terrell Hanley: That was an interesting move there. It’s like they say, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade… mm, that sounds good.
Dexter stands slowly, looking down at the pained Storm on the mat. Dexter then rebounds off the ropes and connects a boot SQUARE into the reeling face of Storm, taking him flush to the mat. The ref turns back around as Dexter looks over at the turnbuckle, and begins to mount it. Dexter smiles wickedly and then pats the point of his elbow. He then dives, extending the elbow out. At the LAST second, Storm rolls out of harm’s way, making Dexter crash into the canvas, elbow first, the crowd heard cheering.
Bill Richardson: HE MISSED!! The elbow drop didn’t connect!!
Storm gets to his feet, right behind the recovering Dexter. He hooks in Joe’s head and then…
Terrell Hanley: What the Ba-Jesus!!!
Bill Richardson: WHAT A MOVE!! Dystopia!!
The crowd cheers as a spaghetti legged Storm falls over the lifeless Dexter.
1...
2...
THRE-NO!!!
Dexter gets his hand on the ropes almost subconsciously as the crowd is heard booing rather loudly now. Storm sits up, pulling at his hair, almost as if asking “what will it take?” Storm uses the ropes to get to his feet, and recovers a moment, breathing heavily. Dexter finally starts to roll about on the mat, finally getting his senses back. Storm, however, doesn’t let this happen as he begins to viciously stomp away at the writhing Dexter. The ref tries to get Storm to stop, but Storm only laughs and starts stomping more harshly. The ref then steps up once more, getting in Storm’s face. Storm shoves the ref back, stopping the stomping. The ref then shoves a finger into Storm’s chest.
Brittany Mueller: The ref giving Storm a lecture here.
The crowd boos now as Storm glares at the ref. The ref points to his shirt and then urges Storm to get back into the game. Dexter is now in the corner, propped up against the turnbuckle. Storm glances back and then crouches low, then rushing forward towards the corner grounded Dexter. He looks for the face wash, but Dexter is able to roll out of the corner at the last moment, leaving Storm to get caught up in the second rope. Storm limps about a moment before then turning around into an advancing Dexter, who RAILS Storm with a lariat before then gripping his head and rushing forward, PLANTING him skull first into the canvas.
Brittany Mueller: Dexter looking for the win...
Dexter YANKS Storm to his feet, the crowd heard booing massively. Dexter hooks both of Storms’s arms behind his back, putting Storms’s head between his own legs. He lifts up his opponent, SLAMMING Storms’s head into the canvas!!
Bill Richardson: The Nightmare!!!!
Dexter smiles widely now as he floats over the lifeless Storm, hooking the leg.
1...
2...
3!!
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, DEXTER ANTHONY!
Ryuji Takahashi & his manager Aiden Watts come walking into the office of Zack Goldman which caught the Chairman off guard as he looks around while on his cell phone. He looks at the two men.
Zack Goldman: Going to have to call you back..
He looks over the two men as he smiles.
Zack Goldman: What can i do for you two gentlemen?
Ryuji begins to speak Japanese but Aiden cuts him off as he looks over towards Goldman.
Aiden Watts: I would like to suggest a match at WrestleBowl, Ryuji here going up against Kevin Hunter. But. But, We want to make sure the match is fair, we want to make sure that if Sons Of Chaos come down to the ring. ANY of them, he loses the match right there on the spot..
Zack Goldman: You know, that's not a bad idea there Aiden. I think that would be a hell of a match, you got yourself a deal..
Both men leave the office pleased getting the match they wanted.
Zack Goldman: Going to have to call you back..
He looks over the two men as he smiles.
Zack Goldman: What can i do for you two gentlemen?
Ryuji begins to speak Japanese but Aiden cuts him off as he looks over towards Goldman.
Aiden Watts: I would like to suggest a match at WrestleBowl, Ryuji here going up against Kevin Hunter. But. But, We want to make sure the match is fair, we want to make sure that if Sons Of Chaos come down to the ring. ANY of them, he loses the match right there on the spot..
Zack Goldman: You know, that's not a bad idea there Aiden. I think that would be a hell of a match, you got yourself a deal..
Both men leave the office pleased getting the match they wanted.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Ladies and gentlemen this is a semi final tournament match for the HONOR CHAMPIONSHIP and is scedualed for one fall….
As the crowd continues to cheer for the upcoming match, "How2Kill" by Death Valley High's xylophonic beginning plays over the arena's speaker system, followed by strong guitar rifts. To a loud, boisterous cheer as he appears, Finn Whelan walks out from under the curtain onto the stage, a grin sliding on his face from the crowd's reaction. He takes a couple steps forward, just before the ramp, and looks to both out to tonight's Honor Wrestling attendees on the left, and then to the right. He then pushes his fist to the sky, still grinning as he does so.
Do you remember when?
Remember closets and fear
Dreaming up images and scary ideas
Did you invent your own stories?
Just to scare, scare yourself
Mommy and Daddy were a room away
At this point, he's walked-slashed-jogged down the ramp, high-fiving a couple of fans and approaches the ring. Without stopping, he slides in, rising to his knees and pausing for a moment, showboating and looking arrogant as ever. He jumps to his feet and crosses the ring to the bottom right turnbuckle, climbing to the second rope.
We're learning
We're learning how
We're turn if we learn how to kill
Kill at will your enemies
The ones who live behind shadows
Feeding off all your fears
With a couple of seconds just spent gazing at the crowd, he rears back his head and lets out a scream, one that several attendees in the audience join along with him. He jumps back down to the ring floor, crosses diagonally and repeats. Then, as his music fades out, he lands, heading to the corner and leaning back on it, awaiting for the bell to ring.
Daisie Dae Daughtry:And now in the ring standing 6’4 and weighing in at 175 pounds from Seattle Washington by way of Killarney Ireland THE SEATTLE SAINT FINNNN WHEEEELAN
Bill Richardson: This young man has been so impressive….
Terrell Hanley: He has Bill, he defated Ryuji Takahashi and Tucker Bryant…
Brittney Mueller: But now he has to face a very very fresh Alex Jones…
Bill Richardson: This match should be amazing….
Three days grace "I am machine" blasts over the PA as Alex Jones steps out onto the stage. His long two tone hair wet down his back and sides. He wears a black Alex Jones shirt and his wrestling gear. He gets down to the ring and leaps onto the apron before wiping his feet off and getting into the ring, he throws his arms out to the side before slapping his chest
Daisie Dae Daughtry: And now in the ring from Las Vegas Nevada, standing six foot tall and weighing 220 pounds, The Black Dragon ALLLEX JOOOONNNES
Bill Richardson: Earlier tonight Alex jones didn’t really endear himself to his home crowd fans…
Brittney Mueller: This isn’t his home town anymore..he’s from Vegas Bill….
The bell rings and Alex looks over at Finn with a smirk, he rolls his wrists with his hands together as Finn paces a little, Alex walks out and offers his hand for a handshake. Finn looks around and the fans start chanting “No” over and over. Alex looks at the fans and shakes his head before flipping them off and putting his hand back out.
Alex Jones: Shake my hand……..come on shake my hand….
Finn looks at the fans again and takes a deep breath before going to shake Alex’s hand. Alex though pulls his hand back with a laugh, runs his hand through his hair and then flicks the water back at Finn as the crowd boo’s.. Alex laughs even louder and Finn explodes jumping on Alex taking him down. The crowd pops and Finn lays in a few hard right hands.
Bill Richardson: Uh oh Finn Whelan is mad!
Brittney Mueller: You don’t disrespect this kid!
Terrell Hanley: He’s whoopin Alex’s ass!
Alex pushes Finn off and tries to get to his feet but Finn runs in and clotheslines Alex over the top rope to the floor. Finn turns and gets the fans behind him as Alex sits on the floor against the ring barrier shellshocked at what just happened. Alex climbs to his feet as Finn smiles and looks down at Alex before walking over and holding the ropes open for him. The referee pulls Finn back as Alex sneers.
Brittney Mueller: Hey come on now Finn Alex is a damn legend…
Bill Richardson: A legend that just got put on his ass….
Alex steps up onto the ring apron and into the ring looking more tentative than before, he moves around the ring and he and Finn measure each other up, Finn being taller but Alex being more built. They lock up, Alex grabs Finns arm and goes up and under into a hammerlock, Finn is able to scoot over and grab the ropes with his long limbs. The referee counts and as he gets to 4 Alex lets go of the hold and steps back. Finn rubs his arm and rotates his shoulder as he steps out and he and Alex stare down again.
They move around one another and Alex shoots in picking a leg tripping Finn up taking him down before rolling over Finn into a side headlock, Finn though fights over to his stomach and pushes up to his knees and Alex again takes him down onto his back. Finn though scissors Alex’ head and bends him back, Alex leans back and kips up to his feet and Finn gets up to before meeting Alex with a heart punch causing Alex to double over and get hit with a hard overhead chop
Bill Richardson: Wow what a hit!
Terrell Hanley: dayum!
Brittney Mueller: That heart punch is dangerous!...
Bill Richardson: Finn is dangerous in general!
Finn steps over Alex and locks in the leg trap camel clutch, Alex reaches out at the ropes with his arms but can’t get there as Finn wrenches it in harder. Alex is able to free his leg and push down and out sliding through Finn’s legs, he pops to his feet and hits a hard forearm, Finn stumbles back and Alex runs in with a hard knee grabbing Finn’s head and laying in some muay thai style shots.
He barrells Finn into the corner and keeps slamming them in before snapmaring Finn into the ring and stepping forward with a hard shoot kick to his back, Finn arches his back in pain and Alex shoves him down for a pin 1…..2…..Finn kicks out. Alex smiles and pulls Finn up putting him into a hammerlock before spinning finn into a hard clothesline sending him down again.
Brittney Mueller: Alex has taken control…
Bill Richardson: This is what Finn didn’t want the veteran in control…
Brittney Mueller: Alex is a multi time world champ and he’s showing it….
Terrell Hanley: But Finn is an amazing prospect
Alex walks around the ring and calls for Whelan to get up, as Finn does Alex steps in going for a kick but Finn ducks out of the way and Alex spins all the way around, Finn kicks Alex in the stomach and sets him up for the gory special!. He finishes it off and Alex bounces off the mat, Finn rolls Alex over for a pin 1…..2….Alex kicks out, Finn gets to his feet and calls for the razors edge he calls the revelation 6:4 he picks Alex up and sets him up for it but Alex hooks his foot around the top rope and is able to pull himself behind Finn
Alex grabs the top rope and goes for a springboard DDT but Finn is able to catch Alex and slam him down before locking in a crucifix armbar. Alex struggles and moves to get out of it rolling over his back shoulder to his feet pulling his arm out just in time.
Bill Richardson: Damn Alex needed out of that….
Brittney Mueller: That is Alex’s submission to he knows how to get out….
Finn pops up to his feet as Alex holds his arm, he hits the ropes and springboards up and back for an asai ddt, Alex is able to spin out of it and he kicks Finn in the stomach and sets him up for the pedigree he calls the dragon sleeps, Finn gets out of it and flips Alex up and over his back before pulling himk up for the razors edge, Alex slides down and spins finn around kicking him in the stomach again and hitting the dragon sleeps! He pins 1…...2…….3
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, ALEX JONES!
As the crowd continues to cheer for the upcoming match, "How2Kill" by Death Valley High's xylophonic beginning plays over the arena's speaker system, followed by strong guitar rifts. To a loud, boisterous cheer as he appears, Finn Whelan walks out from under the curtain onto the stage, a grin sliding on his face from the crowd's reaction. He takes a couple steps forward, just before the ramp, and looks to both out to tonight's Honor Wrestling attendees on the left, and then to the right. He then pushes his fist to the sky, still grinning as he does so.
Do you remember when?
Remember closets and fear
Dreaming up images and scary ideas
Did you invent your own stories?
Just to scare, scare yourself
Mommy and Daddy were a room away
At this point, he's walked-slashed-jogged down the ramp, high-fiving a couple of fans and approaches the ring. Without stopping, he slides in, rising to his knees and pausing for a moment, showboating and looking arrogant as ever. He jumps to his feet and crosses the ring to the bottom right turnbuckle, climbing to the second rope.
We're learning
We're learning how
We're turn if we learn how to kill
Kill at will your enemies
The ones who live behind shadows
Feeding off all your fears
With a couple of seconds just spent gazing at the crowd, he rears back his head and lets out a scream, one that several attendees in the audience join along with him. He jumps back down to the ring floor, crosses diagonally and repeats. Then, as his music fades out, he lands, heading to the corner and leaning back on it, awaiting for the bell to ring.
Daisie Dae Daughtry:And now in the ring standing 6’4 and weighing in at 175 pounds from Seattle Washington by way of Killarney Ireland THE SEATTLE SAINT FINNNN WHEEEELAN
Bill Richardson: This young man has been so impressive….
Terrell Hanley: He has Bill, he defated Ryuji Takahashi and Tucker Bryant…
Brittney Mueller: But now he has to face a very very fresh Alex Jones…
Bill Richardson: This match should be amazing….
Three days grace "I am machine" blasts over the PA as Alex Jones steps out onto the stage. His long two tone hair wet down his back and sides. He wears a black Alex Jones shirt and his wrestling gear. He gets down to the ring and leaps onto the apron before wiping his feet off and getting into the ring, he throws his arms out to the side before slapping his chest
Daisie Dae Daughtry: And now in the ring from Las Vegas Nevada, standing six foot tall and weighing 220 pounds, The Black Dragon ALLLEX JOOOONNNES
Bill Richardson: Earlier tonight Alex jones didn’t really endear himself to his home crowd fans…
Brittney Mueller: This isn’t his home town anymore..he’s from Vegas Bill….
The bell rings and Alex looks over at Finn with a smirk, he rolls his wrists with his hands together as Finn paces a little, Alex walks out and offers his hand for a handshake. Finn looks around and the fans start chanting “No” over and over. Alex looks at the fans and shakes his head before flipping them off and putting his hand back out.
Alex Jones: Shake my hand……..come on shake my hand….
Finn looks at the fans again and takes a deep breath before going to shake Alex’s hand. Alex though pulls his hand back with a laugh, runs his hand through his hair and then flicks the water back at Finn as the crowd boo’s.. Alex laughs even louder and Finn explodes jumping on Alex taking him down. The crowd pops and Finn lays in a few hard right hands.
Bill Richardson: Uh oh Finn Whelan is mad!
Brittney Mueller: You don’t disrespect this kid!
Terrell Hanley: He’s whoopin Alex’s ass!
Alex pushes Finn off and tries to get to his feet but Finn runs in and clotheslines Alex over the top rope to the floor. Finn turns and gets the fans behind him as Alex sits on the floor against the ring barrier shellshocked at what just happened. Alex climbs to his feet as Finn smiles and looks down at Alex before walking over and holding the ropes open for him. The referee pulls Finn back as Alex sneers.
Brittney Mueller: Hey come on now Finn Alex is a damn legend…
Bill Richardson: A legend that just got put on his ass….
Alex steps up onto the ring apron and into the ring looking more tentative than before, he moves around the ring and he and Finn measure each other up, Finn being taller but Alex being more built. They lock up, Alex grabs Finns arm and goes up and under into a hammerlock, Finn is able to scoot over and grab the ropes with his long limbs. The referee counts and as he gets to 4 Alex lets go of the hold and steps back. Finn rubs his arm and rotates his shoulder as he steps out and he and Alex stare down again.
They move around one another and Alex shoots in picking a leg tripping Finn up taking him down before rolling over Finn into a side headlock, Finn though fights over to his stomach and pushes up to his knees and Alex again takes him down onto his back. Finn though scissors Alex’ head and bends him back, Alex leans back and kips up to his feet and Finn gets up to before meeting Alex with a heart punch causing Alex to double over and get hit with a hard overhead chop
Bill Richardson: Wow what a hit!
Terrell Hanley: dayum!
Brittney Mueller: That heart punch is dangerous!...
Bill Richardson: Finn is dangerous in general!
Finn steps over Alex and locks in the leg trap camel clutch, Alex reaches out at the ropes with his arms but can’t get there as Finn wrenches it in harder. Alex is able to free his leg and push down and out sliding through Finn’s legs, he pops to his feet and hits a hard forearm, Finn stumbles back and Alex runs in with a hard knee grabbing Finn’s head and laying in some muay thai style shots.
He barrells Finn into the corner and keeps slamming them in before snapmaring Finn into the ring and stepping forward with a hard shoot kick to his back, Finn arches his back in pain and Alex shoves him down for a pin 1…..2…..Finn kicks out. Alex smiles and pulls Finn up putting him into a hammerlock before spinning finn into a hard clothesline sending him down again.
Brittney Mueller: Alex has taken control…
Bill Richardson: This is what Finn didn’t want the veteran in control…
Brittney Mueller: Alex is a multi time world champ and he’s showing it….
Terrell Hanley: But Finn is an amazing prospect
Alex walks around the ring and calls for Whelan to get up, as Finn does Alex steps in going for a kick but Finn ducks out of the way and Alex spins all the way around, Finn kicks Alex in the stomach and sets him up for the gory special!. He finishes it off and Alex bounces off the mat, Finn rolls Alex over for a pin 1…..2….Alex kicks out, Finn gets to his feet and calls for the razors edge he calls the revelation 6:4 he picks Alex up and sets him up for it but Alex hooks his foot around the top rope and is able to pull himself behind Finn
Alex grabs the top rope and goes for a springboard DDT but Finn is able to catch Alex and slam him down before locking in a crucifix armbar. Alex struggles and moves to get out of it rolling over his back shoulder to his feet pulling his arm out just in time.
Bill Richardson: Damn Alex needed out of that….
Brittney Mueller: That is Alex’s submission to he knows how to get out….
Finn pops up to his feet as Alex holds his arm, he hits the ropes and springboards up and back for an asai ddt, Alex is able to spin out of it and he kicks Finn in the stomach and sets him up for the pedigree he calls the dragon sleeps, Finn gets out of it and flips Alex up and over his back before pulling himk up for the razors edge, Alex slides down and spins finn around kicking him in the stomach again and hitting the dragon sleeps! He pins 1…...2…….3
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, ALEX JONES!
Bill Richardson: Well here we, a historic moment right here…
Terrell Hanley: We’re going to have the two finalists in Honor Wrestling women’s championship tournament signing their contract for wrestlebowl!
Bill Richardson: What a night that will be…
Brittney Mueller: And what a match this will be!
In the ring Ana Valentine stands with her personal security around her, the ring has a table set up in the center and two chairs on either side. PlayGround by Trisha Paytas ft. Sean Van Der Wilt hits and the crowd pops as Alyce Grace Kessler steps out onto the stage, she smiles and makes her way down to the ring high fiving a few fans on the way.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now coming to the ring from Essex England…Alyce…Kessler…
Alyce stops at the ring steps and runs up them before throwing a fist in the air and stepping into the ring taking her place on the far side as Ana simply gives her a nod.
Daisie however glares at Alyce.
Terrell Hanley: Damn Alyce is happy to be here…
Bill Richardson: She’s a happy person Terell….
Mayhem by Halestorm hits as Quinn Rivers comes out to a slightly smaller pop that doesn’t seem to phase her at all. Quinn walks down to the ring a little slower staring in at Alyce and Ana.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Coming to the ring from St Louis Missouri QUINNNNNNN RIIIIVVVVVEEEERRRS
Quinn pulls herself up onto the apron and stands there for a moment before stepping in, she stays on her side of the table as she walks up to the chair and the music dies down. Ana steps forward picking up a microphone.
Ana Valentine: Ladies and gentlemen, or..whatever passes for ladies and gentlemen in..Texas….
The crowd boo’s loudly and Ana just rolls her eyes and brushes her shoulder. Alyce and Quinn look at each other then the crowd as Ana clears her throat.
Ana Valentine: Let’s try this again. Ignorant rednecks….we are here tonight because these two young…women…fought their way through a grueling tournament to reach the finals…Miss Quinn Rivers…and Mrs Alyce Grace Kessler….
The crowd pops again and Ana pauses and glares at the crowd for interrupting her.
Ana Valentine: These two competitors will battle it out at Honor Wrestling’s first Pay Per View WRESTLEBOWL that will take place in LAS VEGAS NEVADA…on the 18th of September….but before the match takes place I need both of you to sign…this…
Ana holds up a clipboard with a piece of paper brandishing both the Honor Wrestling and Wrestlebowl logos. She sets it down in front of Quinn Rivers with a pen and a microphone.
Quinn picks up the mic, as she looks at Alyce. She smiles, as she is looking at her, as she raises the mic up to her mouth.
Quinn: I have to say I am loving how it is you Alyce that I am looking across at for this contract signing. Nobody thought we would make it, yet here we are, we both proved everyone wrong. I know we can put on one hell of a match. One of respect, and honor. Here's to a great match.
Quinn sets the mic down, as she picks up the pen. She quickly signs her name on the line, signing the contract. She sets the pen down, as she looks back up at Alyce. Alyce smiles at Quinn as she picks up the microphone, nodding her head slightly as she looks down at the contract.
Alyce Kessler: It feels amazing to be standing here with you right now... And you're right, nobody expected it to be us; honestly, I didn't either but if anything, this proves that anyone can make it in Honor with the right attitude... We have both worked incredibly hard to be here and it will Definitely be an Honor to compete at WrestleBowl with you.
Alyce places the mic down as she signs the contract, Ana Valentine rolls her eyes and makes a gagging action in response to both Quinn and Alyce.
Terrell Hanley: We’re going to have the two finalists in Honor Wrestling women’s championship tournament signing their contract for wrestlebowl!
Bill Richardson: What a night that will be…
Brittney Mueller: And what a match this will be!
In the ring Ana Valentine stands with her personal security around her, the ring has a table set up in the center and two chairs on either side. PlayGround by Trisha Paytas ft. Sean Van Der Wilt hits and the crowd pops as Alyce Grace Kessler steps out onto the stage, she smiles and makes her way down to the ring high fiving a few fans on the way.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Now coming to the ring from Essex England…Alyce…Kessler…
Alyce stops at the ring steps and runs up them before throwing a fist in the air and stepping into the ring taking her place on the far side as Ana simply gives her a nod.
Daisie however glares at Alyce.
Terrell Hanley: Damn Alyce is happy to be here…
Bill Richardson: She’s a happy person Terell….
Mayhem by Halestorm hits as Quinn Rivers comes out to a slightly smaller pop that doesn’t seem to phase her at all. Quinn walks down to the ring a little slower staring in at Alyce and Ana.
Daisie Dae Daughtry: Coming to the ring from St Louis Missouri QUINNNNNNN RIIIIVVVVVEEEERRRS
Quinn pulls herself up onto the apron and stands there for a moment before stepping in, she stays on her side of the table as she walks up to the chair and the music dies down. Ana steps forward picking up a microphone.
Ana Valentine: Ladies and gentlemen, or..whatever passes for ladies and gentlemen in..Texas….
The crowd boo’s loudly and Ana just rolls her eyes and brushes her shoulder. Alyce and Quinn look at each other then the crowd as Ana clears her throat.
Ana Valentine: Let’s try this again. Ignorant rednecks….we are here tonight because these two young…women…fought their way through a grueling tournament to reach the finals…Miss Quinn Rivers…and Mrs Alyce Grace Kessler….
The crowd pops again and Ana pauses and glares at the crowd for interrupting her.
Ana Valentine: These two competitors will battle it out at Honor Wrestling’s first Pay Per View WRESTLEBOWL that will take place in LAS VEGAS NEVADA…on the 18th of September….but before the match takes place I need both of you to sign…this…
Ana holds up a clipboard with a piece of paper brandishing both the Honor Wrestling and Wrestlebowl logos. She sets it down in front of Quinn Rivers with a pen and a microphone.
Quinn picks up the mic, as she looks at Alyce. She smiles, as she is looking at her, as she raises the mic up to her mouth.
Quinn: I have to say I am loving how it is you Alyce that I am looking across at for this contract signing. Nobody thought we would make it, yet here we are, we both proved everyone wrong. I know we can put on one hell of a match. One of respect, and honor. Here's to a great match.
Quinn sets the mic down, as she picks up the pen. She quickly signs her name on the line, signing the contract. She sets the pen down, as she looks back up at Alyce. Alyce smiles at Quinn as she picks up the microphone, nodding her head slightly as she looks down at the contract.
Alyce Kessler: It feels amazing to be standing here with you right now... And you're right, nobody expected it to be us; honestly, I didn't either but if anything, this proves that anyone can make it in Honor with the right attitude... We have both worked incredibly hard to be here and it will Definitely be an Honor to compete at WrestleBowl with you.
Alyce places the mic down as she signs the contract, Ana Valentine rolls her eyes and makes a gagging action in response to both Quinn and Alyce.
We cut back to the ring following the final commercial break of the evening, and Daisie Daughtry is in the ring and waiting.
Daisie Daughtry: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for One Fall and it is your MAIN EVENT of the evening! Introducing first, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota. He is GABRIEL GRIFFIN!
'Pardon Me' by Incubus hits the loudspeaker and Gabe walks to his spot on the stage as the crowd pops loudly. Once the heavy riff begins fire works explode up from the stage as Gabe raises his arms. He begins to slowly walk to the ring as the first verse kicks in. Picking up Gabe runs the final few yards and slides into the ring under the bottom Rope, Standing quickly and circling to face the entire crowd. He Goes to the Ropes standing on the second raising his arm urging the crowd to cheer more.
Bill Richardson: Tonight Griffin goes up against a legend, the Honor Wrestling management has a lot of faith in him..
Brittany Mueller: IF and that's a big IF he can defeat Madison can you imagine what would happen..
The venue's lights cut out, causing the entire building to go dark. Static feedback screeches over the P.A. system, forcing the fans in the audience to cover their ears. The video screen near the entrance way lights up with a white snowy picture, barely illuminating the entrance ramp. A black handprint slowly fades into the picture with a red anarchy symbol carved into the palm of the handprint before the screen cuts to black with white lettering that spells out "Unstable". The crowd jumps to their feet, a 50/50 split between cheers and boos, as the static feedback is replaced by the opening chorus to Bullet For My Valentine's single You Want a Battle? (Here's A War).
"We will not take this anymore
These words will never be ignored
You want a battle
HERE'S A WAR!!"
A sole spotlight focuses on the curtain for the entranceway as Chris Madison steps out. His head is tucked down and covered by a black towel, focusing on the ground beneath him. The mixed crowd erupts in anticipation as Madison stands as still as a statue. He finally brings his fists up towards his face and punches himself on the jaw with both hands before ripping the towel from his head and spiking it down to the ground.
Daisie DAUGHTRY: "Coming to the ring from Long Island, New York, weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds and standing six feet tall, "Mayhem" CHRIS MAAADDIISSOONN!!!"
Madison charges to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before hopping up to his feet. He walks towards the nearest ropes corner and climbs up to the second rope, surveying the live crowd before holding his arms out horizontally.
Terrell Hanley: Here we go boys and girls, time to separate the boys from the men..
Bill Richardson: I believe in Gabriel, he's a great talent but I do agree, Chris Madison is a legend in this business and I think the match is going to be a hell of a main event.
With the entrances over, Daughtry exits the ring and now both men stare the other down. There's a tension in the air, but its an excited one. Neither holds any animosity towards the other. Neither is aiming for a kill, or coming in looking for anything other then a victory. And while that may seem like less of a reason to give it their all, neither man needs an excuse. Madison wants to defend his winning streak. Griffin wants to end it. Its that simple. A final glance from each man to the other and then the referee is raising his hand and calling for the bell.
The bell rings and both men start to circle one another. Griffin has the size advantage, but Madison has the experience and neither one is likely to under-estimate the other. Griffin starts to circle in, obviously looking for some kind of lock-up to start the match off, and is surprised when Madison gives it to him. The two men jostle in a test of strength and Griffin manages to use his size to push Madison back a step, but the veteran is a master at grappling, and he quickly slips free, shuffling behind Griffin and into a rear waistlock. Griffin tries to shuffle free, but Mayhem has him firmly under control, blocking Griffin's attempts to shuffle out of the lock. Finally Griffin reaches down, seizing the veteran by his wrists and pulling at them, breaking the rear waistlock with sheer strength alone! Griffin manages to get Madison's hands a few inches apart, and Madison yanks his hands back and slaps Griffin across the back of the head!
Brittany Mueller: Wow...
The crowd let out a loud Ooohhhh at that one and even Griffin turns around in a slight state of shock. Madison is having none of it though, waving Griffin on and demanding the youngster give him the fight he came to HW to have! Madison is clearly unimpressed right now, and Griffin puts his hands on his hips to stare Mayhem down, before reaching up to rub at the back of his skull, then glances at Madison and nods. If thats what Mayhem wants, he's going to get it. Madison grins now and waves Griffin on, fists raised and ready for the fight. Griffin steps forward to lock-up, and instantly pulls Mayhem into a side headlock. Madison shoves Griffin off, but Griffin just bounces off the ropes and comes back, crashing into Madison with a shoulder block that knocks him off his feet. With Madison down, Griffin flashes a grin and then charges into the ropes. Madison rolls onto his belly, and Griffin jumps over him. Off the opposite ropes and as he comes back to Madison, he tries to flip the younger man with a hiptoss, but Griffin slams on the break, swivels across and drops Madison with the Hip Toss! Madison bounces back to his feet, stumbling back towards Griffin, and the young Honor superstar is ready for him, catching with with a deep armdrag that sends Griffin rolling across the ring and out to ringside! Madison lands on his feet, staggering a couple of steps away from the ring, and looks back in at Griffin, who just flashes a big grin and pauses to hold his arms wide grinning, taking in the applause from the fans.
Bill Richardson: The fans showing their love here tonight for the match, seems both men have earned the respect of the crowd.
Terrell Hanley: I think this match may end up in a time limit draw...wouldn't that be something.
Madison steps towards the ringsteps and slowly climbs back into the ring. The two men start to circle each other again. They've each had a slight taste of what the other can do, and now the match truly begins. Griffin makes the first move, dashing in and trying to wrap his arms around Madison, but the Pride Champion is having none of that, catching him on the jaw with a right hand to stagger him backwards and into the corner. Madison presses the advantage, coming in and firing off a couple of glancing blows to Gabriel's chest, then takes a step back and spins around, slamming his foot into Griffin's chest with a spinning heel kick. The Minnesotan staggers from the corner and Mayhem greets him with a T-Bone suplex! Griffin sits up off the force of the impact, but Mayhem is right there to lay him back down and go for the cover. ONE.....T-NO! Griffin kicks out!
Madison wastes no time in climbing back to his feet and dragging Griffin up as well. Madison hooks an arm around Griffin's shoulders, and starts to lift him for a brainbuster, but Griffin kicks and squirms until his feet hit the floor again. Madison is determined though, letting go of Griffin's tights to slam a forearm down on Griffin's back, trying to break the rookie's resolve. After a few more blows, Madison tries to lift Griffin again, but again Griffin kicks and squirms until Madison has to let him back down. This time though, Griffin adjusts his stance and through sheer strength alone lifts Madison high and drops him with the brainbuster! Griffin rolls over into the cover ONE.....T-NO! Madison kicks out! Griffin is quick to switch into a reverse chinlock, slowly trying to wear down Madison. Madison manages to fight against the chinlock to climb back to his feet, throwing an elbow back into Griffin's stomach. And a second. And a third. With Griffin's grip broken, Madison slips free and charges into the rope for some momentum, but as he rebounds he's caught by Griffin and dropped with a Spinebuster!
Griffin takes a moment to catch his breath, before dragging Madison up and booting him in the gut. Hooking his head, The Minnesota grappler calls for a DDT, but before he can do anything, Madison breaks free and pulls Griffin down into an armbar! Griffin squirms under the pain of the hold, free hand stretched out towards the ropes, but Madison has the armbar in tight. Griffin scratches and claws at the mat, fighting against the pain in his arm, and after a few long moments he manages to get close enough to turn and drop a foot over the bottom rope. Madison lets it go after a couple of extra seconds and Griffin rolls away and into the ropes, shaking his arm to get the blood flow back into it. Griffin climbs up on the outside of the apron, but turns to look out at a crowd that is getting more into this match as it goes on, and Madison pounces, grabbing Griffin by his sore arm and then dropping down, yanking it over the top rope and sending Griffin flying back to ringside, clutching at his clearly sore shoulder!
Bill Richardson: There goes Gabriel ontot he outside...
Brittany Mueller: Looks like Madison is staying on his butt here..
Madison is quick to follow Griffin out to ringside, grabbing the Minnesotan Grappler from behind and shoving him shoulder first into the steel ringpost. The constant barrage on Griffins shoulder has him weakened, but Madison is too experi need to believe it's going to be over just yet. He rolls Griffin back into the ring and follows closely behind, waiting as Griffin pushes up into one knee and catching him with a shin kick right to the sore shoulder. Griffin lets out a howl of pain, but Madison senses blood in the water, seizing Griffins sore arm and twisting it into a wrist lock.
Griffin’s entire body arches away from the pain, resting his free palm on the mat to try and push up against the pressure. Mayhem is having none of that though and twists Griffin’s arm around and into an even tighter wrist lock. Griffin almost has his head on the mat from Mayhem’s angle on his wrist, and Madison makes it all the worse as he casually pushes on the back of Griffins shoulder with his boot, the extra pressure and tension enough to make Gabe scream out in pain once more.
Bill Richardson: Don't give up...
Brittany Mueller: Our entire company is watching you Gabriel. You can do IT!!!
Gabriel shakes his head as the referee asks if he wants to quit. This match is too big an opportunity and he knows it. Using what strength remains in his body, Griffin roars out loudly and pushes back against the pressure, squirming his way out from under the boot. Even with his shoulder screaming at him in pain, the youngster refuses to be denied and circles around Mayhem, finally managing to reach both feet. The crowd is getting behind their hometown boy, practically begging for him to Griffin to get back into it, but just as he reaches his feet, Madison throws his arm around, sending Griffin on a 360 spin that ends with the rolling elbow to the back of Griffin’s head that Madison calls Comatosed! Griffin crashes back into the mat and Madison rolls him over, hooking both legs for the pin. ONE…..TWO…..T-NO!!! Griffin gets a shoulder up!
Terrell Hanley: Never die attitude is going to earn the respect of his peers Bill and Brittany..
The first sign of frustration crosses Madison's face as he looks at the referee. Holding up three fingers but the referee just shakes his head and holds up two in response. With a small sigh Madison climbs back to his feet and backs upto a corner. Watching as Griffin pushes up and onto his hands and knees, Madison spots his chance, charging over and drilling Griffin with a dropkick to the side of his head. Griffin rolls away from the impact, slumping into the corner and Madison gives him no room to breathe, quickly rolling back to his feet and moving over to Griffin. Pulling the younger man to his feet, Madison hooks the head, lifts him high, and Brainbuster! Griffin pops up off the impact, his head shaken and rattled but he is quickly pulled back down into the pin. ONE…..TW-NO! Griffin kicks out!
Madison stares at the referee with a little shock in his eyes, but realising arguing won’t get him anywhere he turns around and grabs at Griffin dragging the youngster up. Madison fires off a forearm to Griffin’s jaw, quickly followed by a second and third, staggering the bigger man into the corner. Turning around, Madison takes a few steps away and runs his hands over his scalp before turning and charging in for a Yakuza Kick, but Griffin ducks to the side and Madison just manages to stop himself, clutching at both sides of the turnbuckle. Shaking his head and grinning in relief, he turns back around….and is greeted by a charging Griffin splash! Griffin crushes Madison into the corner, following up with a big forearm to Madison’s jaw! A Second! A Third! Griffin is getting the momentum now and he lets out a roar before lifting Madison up and sitting him on the top rope. Adrenaline flowing, Griffin turns and calls out for a Tornado DDT, but when he turns back around he’s greeted by a boot to the face from the seated Madison. The kick stuns Griffin, and it allows Madison to hook an arm around Griffin’s neck….and then he leaps off, spins, lands on his feet, and quickly drops Griffin with a snap suplex, crashing him down in the center of the ring!
Bill Richardson: Madison wiping the sweet from his face, looks like he is going to try and end it here..
Brittany Mueller: I don't think it is possible, still a lot of fight left in Gabe..
Madison takes a moment to wipe the sweat from his face, before rolling over on top of Griffin for another pin. ONE…..TWO…-NO! Griffin manages to kick out again! There’s a firm glare in Madison’s eyes as he turns to the referee for a long look, but then just shakes his head and climbs to his feet. Throwing his arms wide, Madison calls for it to be over, turning back towards Griffin and stepping towards him. Pulling the kneeling Griffin in, he hooks him in a front facelock and starts to drape a leg over his back….when Griffin sweeps the leg and stacks Madison up in a pin! ONE…..TWO…..T-NO! Madison lets go of the front facelock, just managing to get a shoulder up! Both men squirm upto their feet, and Griffin goes for a Lariat, but Madison sees it coming and ducks under the outstretched arm, slipping behind Griffin and locking on a sleeper hold. He doesn’t give Griffin much time to struggle though, and with an almighty roar he flips Griffin backwards and crashing down on top of his head with a Sleeper Suplex! Madison quickly scrambles to roll Griffin over and hooks the leg! ONE…..TWO…..TH-NO! The referee has spotted Griffin’s free foot is on the bottom rope!!
Madison can’t believe his bad luck, eyes going to the foot and then out to the crowd and shaking his head slowly. He’s hit Griffin with so much, but the Minnesotan Grappler just refuses to stay down. Slowly climbing to his feet Madison lets out another deep breath, before reaching down to pull Griffin up. A european uppercut sends Griffin stumbling back into the corner, arms draped over the top rope to keep him from collapsing to the floor again, and seizing his chance, this time Madison’s Yakuza Kick lands perfectly! Griffin is practically dead in the corner, and Madison leaves him there for a moment before pulling him from the corner for a short-arm clothesline….only for Griffin to flip under the arm and over Madison’s body. And drop him with the Float Over DDT!
Bill Richardson: HERE WE GO! PIN HIM! PIN HIM!!
The crowd roars for the DDT, sensing this may be Griffin's chance but the Minnesotan native has to get his second wind and by the time he’s reaching the ropes to pull himself up, Madison is sitting up as well. Both men reach their feet at the same time, but it's Griffen with a first big right hand, only for Madison to counter with a big right left combo! There are few in the business with better strikes then Madison, and realising a striking contest won’t end well for him, Griffen blocks the third blow, countering with a knee into Madison’s ribs to drive the wind from him. Griffin whips Madison into the ropes and on the rebound catches him with a big powerslam. ONE…..TW-NO! Madison kicks out! Griffen is feeling it though, dragging Mayhem back to his feet and drilling him with a Northern Lights suplex! ONE…..TWO-NO! Again Madison kicks out.
The chance is clearly there for Griffin, a shot at immortality if he can end Madison’s winning streak. Sensing his chance Griffin pulls Madison up, hooks a leg, and then drills him with a shinbreaker. He doesn’t let it go though, instead picking Madison up and doing a second and then a third before he lets Madison collapse back to the mat clutching at his leg. Griffen gets a big grin on his face as he turns to the crowd and adjusts his wrists like a certain Iceman use to do, calling for his Cloverleaf!
Griffin turns back to Madison and steps over to his legs, dragging The Pride Champion into the center of the ring. He grabs his legs and bends over, adjusting his stance and grip to turn Madison over, and Madison’s hand darts out and clutches him by the back of the neck! Pulling Griffin in close enough and roaring loudly, Mayhem fires off a big series of right elbows, each shot slamming across Griffin's nose until Griffen is shocked enough to lose his grip, and quick as a snake Mayhem slips the arms and legs around Griffin's body and pulls him down into the Peruvian Necktie!!!
Bill Richardson: What a hell of a match up, the fans are going insane! Stand your ground Gabe..
The crowd are on their feet roaring. Begging. Pleading for the Miracle! Throughout this entire match Griffen has refused to stay down. Refused to quit. But Mayhem has the Necktie on tightly in the center of the ring, and his head falls back as he roars out loudly. There’s no doubt in his own mind, as there shouldn’t be in any others. If Griffin doesn’t tap, then he’s going to be choked out! Madison’s entire body is wrapped around Griffen, giving the Minnesotan absolutely no room to squirm or struggle. All he's doing is fighting the darkness now. Fighting the inevitable. There’s nowhere to go. No hope for relief! After a few moments the referee drops down to check on Griffin…...and he calls for the bell! Griffin has passed out in the hold! He refused to tap!
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, CHRIS MADISON!
Daisie Daughtry: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for One Fall and it is your MAIN EVENT of the evening! Introducing first, hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota. He is GABRIEL GRIFFIN!
'Pardon Me' by Incubus hits the loudspeaker and Gabe walks to his spot on the stage as the crowd pops loudly. Once the heavy riff begins fire works explode up from the stage as Gabe raises his arms. He begins to slowly walk to the ring as the first verse kicks in. Picking up Gabe runs the final few yards and slides into the ring under the bottom Rope, Standing quickly and circling to face the entire crowd. He Goes to the Ropes standing on the second raising his arm urging the crowd to cheer more.
Bill Richardson: Tonight Griffin goes up against a legend, the Honor Wrestling management has a lot of faith in him..
Brittany Mueller: IF and that's a big IF he can defeat Madison can you imagine what would happen..
The venue's lights cut out, causing the entire building to go dark. Static feedback screeches over the P.A. system, forcing the fans in the audience to cover their ears. The video screen near the entrance way lights up with a white snowy picture, barely illuminating the entrance ramp. A black handprint slowly fades into the picture with a red anarchy symbol carved into the palm of the handprint before the screen cuts to black with white lettering that spells out "Unstable". The crowd jumps to their feet, a 50/50 split between cheers and boos, as the static feedback is replaced by the opening chorus to Bullet For My Valentine's single You Want a Battle? (Here's A War).
"We will not take this anymore
These words will never be ignored
You want a battle
HERE'S A WAR!!"
A sole spotlight focuses on the curtain for the entranceway as Chris Madison steps out. His head is tucked down and covered by a black towel, focusing on the ground beneath him. The mixed crowd erupts in anticipation as Madison stands as still as a statue. He finally brings his fists up towards his face and punches himself on the jaw with both hands before ripping the towel from his head and spiking it down to the ground.
Daisie DAUGHTRY: "Coming to the ring from Long Island, New York, weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds and standing six feet tall, "Mayhem" CHRIS MAAADDIISSOONN!!!"
Madison charges to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before hopping up to his feet. He walks towards the nearest ropes corner and climbs up to the second rope, surveying the live crowd before holding his arms out horizontally.
Terrell Hanley: Here we go boys and girls, time to separate the boys from the men..
Bill Richardson: I believe in Gabriel, he's a great talent but I do agree, Chris Madison is a legend in this business and I think the match is going to be a hell of a main event.
With the entrances over, Daughtry exits the ring and now both men stare the other down. There's a tension in the air, but its an excited one. Neither holds any animosity towards the other. Neither is aiming for a kill, or coming in looking for anything other then a victory. And while that may seem like less of a reason to give it their all, neither man needs an excuse. Madison wants to defend his winning streak. Griffin wants to end it. Its that simple. A final glance from each man to the other and then the referee is raising his hand and calling for the bell.
The bell rings and both men start to circle one another. Griffin has the size advantage, but Madison has the experience and neither one is likely to under-estimate the other. Griffin starts to circle in, obviously looking for some kind of lock-up to start the match off, and is surprised when Madison gives it to him. The two men jostle in a test of strength and Griffin manages to use his size to push Madison back a step, but the veteran is a master at grappling, and he quickly slips free, shuffling behind Griffin and into a rear waistlock. Griffin tries to shuffle free, but Mayhem has him firmly under control, blocking Griffin's attempts to shuffle out of the lock. Finally Griffin reaches down, seizing the veteran by his wrists and pulling at them, breaking the rear waistlock with sheer strength alone! Griffin manages to get Madison's hands a few inches apart, and Madison yanks his hands back and slaps Griffin across the back of the head!
Brittany Mueller: Wow...
The crowd let out a loud Ooohhhh at that one and even Griffin turns around in a slight state of shock. Madison is having none of it though, waving Griffin on and demanding the youngster give him the fight he came to HW to have! Madison is clearly unimpressed right now, and Griffin puts his hands on his hips to stare Mayhem down, before reaching up to rub at the back of his skull, then glances at Madison and nods. If thats what Mayhem wants, he's going to get it. Madison grins now and waves Griffin on, fists raised and ready for the fight. Griffin steps forward to lock-up, and instantly pulls Mayhem into a side headlock. Madison shoves Griffin off, but Griffin just bounces off the ropes and comes back, crashing into Madison with a shoulder block that knocks him off his feet. With Madison down, Griffin flashes a grin and then charges into the ropes. Madison rolls onto his belly, and Griffin jumps over him. Off the opposite ropes and as he comes back to Madison, he tries to flip the younger man with a hiptoss, but Griffin slams on the break, swivels across and drops Madison with the Hip Toss! Madison bounces back to his feet, stumbling back towards Griffin, and the young Honor superstar is ready for him, catching with with a deep armdrag that sends Griffin rolling across the ring and out to ringside! Madison lands on his feet, staggering a couple of steps away from the ring, and looks back in at Griffin, who just flashes a big grin and pauses to hold his arms wide grinning, taking in the applause from the fans.
Bill Richardson: The fans showing their love here tonight for the match, seems both men have earned the respect of the crowd.
Terrell Hanley: I think this match may end up in a time limit draw...wouldn't that be something.
Madison steps towards the ringsteps and slowly climbs back into the ring. The two men start to circle each other again. They've each had a slight taste of what the other can do, and now the match truly begins. Griffin makes the first move, dashing in and trying to wrap his arms around Madison, but the Pride Champion is having none of that, catching him on the jaw with a right hand to stagger him backwards and into the corner. Madison presses the advantage, coming in and firing off a couple of glancing blows to Gabriel's chest, then takes a step back and spins around, slamming his foot into Griffin's chest with a spinning heel kick. The Minnesotan staggers from the corner and Mayhem greets him with a T-Bone suplex! Griffin sits up off the force of the impact, but Mayhem is right there to lay him back down and go for the cover. ONE.....T-NO! Griffin kicks out!
Madison wastes no time in climbing back to his feet and dragging Griffin up as well. Madison hooks an arm around Griffin's shoulders, and starts to lift him for a brainbuster, but Griffin kicks and squirms until his feet hit the floor again. Madison is determined though, letting go of Griffin's tights to slam a forearm down on Griffin's back, trying to break the rookie's resolve. After a few more blows, Madison tries to lift Griffin again, but again Griffin kicks and squirms until Madison has to let him back down. This time though, Griffin adjusts his stance and through sheer strength alone lifts Madison high and drops him with the brainbuster! Griffin rolls over into the cover ONE.....T-NO! Madison kicks out! Griffin is quick to switch into a reverse chinlock, slowly trying to wear down Madison. Madison manages to fight against the chinlock to climb back to his feet, throwing an elbow back into Griffin's stomach. And a second. And a third. With Griffin's grip broken, Madison slips free and charges into the rope for some momentum, but as he rebounds he's caught by Griffin and dropped with a Spinebuster!
Griffin takes a moment to catch his breath, before dragging Madison up and booting him in the gut. Hooking his head, The Minnesota grappler calls for a DDT, but before he can do anything, Madison breaks free and pulls Griffin down into an armbar! Griffin squirms under the pain of the hold, free hand stretched out towards the ropes, but Madison has the armbar in tight. Griffin scratches and claws at the mat, fighting against the pain in his arm, and after a few long moments he manages to get close enough to turn and drop a foot over the bottom rope. Madison lets it go after a couple of extra seconds and Griffin rolls away and into the ropes, shaking his arm to get the blood flow back into it. Griffin climbs up on the outside of the apron, but turns to look out at a crowd that is getting more into this match as it goes on, and Madison pounces, grabbing Griffin by his sore arm and then dropping down, yanking it over the top rope and sending Griffin flying back to ringside, clutching at his clearly sore shoulder!
Bill Richardson: There goes Gabriel ontot he outside...
Brittany Mueller: Looks like Madison is staying on his butt here..
Madison is quick to follow Griffin out to ringside, grabbing the Minnesotan Grappler from behind and shoving him shoulder first into the steel ringpost. The constant barrage on Griffins shoulder has him weakened, but Madison is too experi need to believe it's going to be over just yet. He rolls Griffin back into the ring and follows closely behind, waiting as Griffin pushes up into one knee and catching him with a shin kick right to the sore shoulder. Griffin lets out a howl of pain, but Madison senses blood in the water, seizing Griffins sore arm and twisting it into a wrist lock.
Griffin’s entire body arches away from the pain, resting his free palm on the mat to try and push up against the pressure. Mayhem is having none of that though and twists Griffin’s arm around and into an even tighter wrist lock. Griffin almost has his head on the mat from Mayhem’s angle on his wrist, and Madison makes it all the worse as he casually pushes on the back of Griffins shoulder with his boot, the extra pressure and tension enough to make Gabe scream out in pain once more.
Bill Richardson: Don't give up...
Brittany Mueller: Our entire company is watching you Gabriel. You can do IT!!!
Gabriel shakes his head as the referee asks if he wants to quit. This match is too big an opportunity and he knows it. Using what strength remains in his body, Griffin roars out loudly and pushes back against the pressure, squirming his way out from under the boot. Even with his shoulder screaming at him in pain, the youngster refuses to be denied and circles around Mayhem, finally managing to reach both feet. The crowd is getting behind their hometown boy, practically begging for him to Griffin to get back into it, but just as he reaches his feet, Madison throws his arm around, sending Griffin on a 360 spin that ends with the rolling elbow to the back of Griffin’s head that Madison calls Comatosed! Griffin crashes back into the mat and Madison rolls him over, hooking both legs for the pin. ONE…..TWO…..T-NO!!! Griffin gets a shoulder up!
Terrell Hanley: Never die attitude is going to earn the respect of his peers Bill and Brittany..
The first sign of frustration crosses Madison's face as he looks at the referee. Holding up three fingers but the referee just shakes his head and holds up two in response. With a small sigh Madison climbs back to his feet and backs upto a corner. Watching as Griffin pushes up and onto his hands and knees, Madison spots his chance, charging over and drilling Griffin with a dropkick to the side of his head. Griffin rolls away from the impact, slumping into the corner and Madison gives him no room to breathe, quickly rolling back to his feet and moving over to Griffin. Pulling the younger man to his feet, Madison hooks the head, lifts him high, and Brainbuster! Griffin pops up off the impact, his head shaken and rattled but he is quickly pulled back down into the pin. ONE…..TW-NO! Griffin kicks out!
Madison stares at the referee with a little shock in his eyes, but realising arguing won’t get him anywhere he turns around and grabs at Griffin dragging the youngster up. Madison fires off a forearm to Griffin’s jaw, quickly followed by a second and third, staggering the bigger man into the corner. Turning around, Madison takes a few steps away and runs his hands over his scalp before turning and charging in for a Yakuza Kick, but Griffin ducks to the side and Madison just manages to stop himself, clutching at both sides of the turnbuckle. Shaking his head and grinning in relief, he turns back around….and is greeted by a charging Griffin splash! Griffin crushes Madison into the corner, following up with a big forearm to Madison’s jaw! A Second! A Third! Griffin is getting the momentum now and he lets out a roar before lifting Madison up and sitting him on the top rope. Adrenaline flowing, Griffin turns and calls out for a Tornado DDT, but when he turns back around he’s greeted by a boot to the face from the seated Madison. The kick stuns Griffin, and it allows Madison to hook an arm around Griffin’s neck….and then he leaps off, spins, lands on his feet, and quickly drops Griffin with a snap suplex, crashing him down in the center of the ring!
Bill Richardson: Madison wiping the sweet from his face, looks like he is going to try and end it here..
Brittany Mueller: I don't think it is possible, still a lot of fight left in Gabe..
Madison takes a moment to wipe the sweat from his face, before rolling over on top of Griffin for another pin. ONE…..TWO…-NO! Griffin manages to kick out again! There’s a firm glare in Madison’s eyes as he turns to the referee for a long look, but then just shakes his head and climbs to his feet. Throwing his arms wide, Madison calls for it to be over, turning back towards Griffin and stepping towards him. Pulling the kneeling Griffin in, he hooks him in a front facelock and starts to drape a leg over his back….when Griffin sweeps the leg and stacks Madison up in a pin! ONE…..TWO…..T-NO! Madison lets go of the front facelock, just managing to get a shoulder up! Both men squirm upto their feet, and Griffin goes for a Lariat, but Madison sees it coming and ducks under the outstretched arm, slipping behind Griffin and locking on a sleeper hold. He doesn’t give Griffin much time to struggle though, and with an almighty roar he flips Griffin backwards and crashing down on top of his head with a Sleeper Suplex! Madison quickly scrambles to roll Griffin over and hooks the leg! ONE…..TWO…..TH-NO! The referee has spotted Griffin’s free foot is on the bottom rope!!
Madison can’t believe his bad luck, eyes going to the foot and then out to the crowd and shaking his head slowly. He’s hit Griffin with so much, but the Minnesotan Grappler just refuses to stay down. Slowly climbing to his feet Madison lets out another deep breath, before reaching down to pull Griffin up. A european uppercut sends Griffin stumbling back into the corner, arms draped over the top rope to keep him from collapsing to the floor again, and seizing his chance, this time Madison’s Yakuza Kick lands perfectly! Griffin is practically dead in the corner, and Madison leaves him there for a moment before pulling him from the corner for a short-arm clothesline….only for Griffin to flip under the arm and over Madison’s body. And drop him with the Float Over DDT!
Bill Richardson: HERE WE GO! PIN HIM! PIN HIM!!
The crowd roars for the DDT, sensing this may be Griffin's chance but the Minnesotan native has to get his second wind and by the time he’s reaching the ropes to pull himself up, Madison is sitting up as well. Both men reach their feet at the same time, but it's Griffen with a first big right hand, only for Madison to counter with a big right left combo! There are few in the business with better strikes then Madison, and realising a striking contest won’t end well for him, Griffen blocks the third blow, countering with a knee into Madison’s ribs to drive the wind from him. Griffin whips Madison into the ropes and on the rebound catches him with a big powerslam. ONE…..TW-NO! Madison kicks out! Griffen is feeling it though, dragging Mayhem back to his feet and drilling him with a Northern Lights suplex! ONE…..TWO-NO! Again Madison kicks out.
The chance is clearly there for Griffin, a shot at immortality if he can end Madison’s winning streak. Sensing his chance Griffin pulls Madison up, hooks a leg, and then drills him with a shinbreaker. He doesn’t let it go though, instead picking Madison up and doing a second and then a third before he lets Madison collapse back to the mat clutching at his leg. Griffen gets a big grin on his face as he turns to the crowd and adjusts his wrists like a certain Iceman use to do, calling for his Cloverleaf!
Griffin turns back to Madison and steps over to his legs, dragging The Pride Champion into the center of the ring. He grabs his legs and bends over, adjusting his stance and grip to turn Madison over, and Madison’s hand darts out and clutches him by the back of the neck! Pulling Griffin in close enough and roaring loudly, Mayhem fires off a big series of right elbows, each shot slamming across Griffin's nose until Griffen is shocked enough to lose his grip, and quick as a snake Mayhem slips the arms and legs around Griffin's body and pulls him down into the Peruvian Necktie!!!
Bill Richardson: What a hell of a match up, the fans are going insane! Stand your ground Gabe..
The crowd are on their feet roaring. Begging. Pleading for the Miracle! Throughout this entire match Griffen has refused to stay down. Refused to quit. But Mayhem has the Necktie on tightly in the center of the ring, and his head falls back as he roars out loudly. There’s no doubt in his own mind, as there shouldn’t be in any others. If Griffin doesn’t tap, then he’s going to be choked out! Madison’s entire body is wrapped around Griffen, giving the Minnesotan absolutely no room to squirm or struggle. All he's doing is fighting the darkness now. Fighting the inevitable. There’s nowhere to go. No hope for relief! After a few moments the referee drops down to check on Griffin…...and he calls for the bell! Griffin has passed out in the hold! He refused to tap!
Daisie Daughtry: Your winner of the match, CHRIS MADISON!