Post by Lawrence Black on Apr 20, 2014 16:37:27 GMT 1
The camera zooms to the sold out Chicago crowd cheering and waving hands for the PPV. We then cut to the announcers table where Patrick and Hector are ready to kick off the show.
Hector Serano: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the second e WAW Pay Per View, Raising Hell. We are live from another historic venue such as the UIC Pavilion in Chicago Illinois, home of so many WCW events."
Patrick Sanders: "And we already kicked things off in a big way with an amazing pre-show where Los Uberadorables won the tag team titles after an epic battle against the team of Winter Love!"
Hector Serano: "Rick E. boys have been in full control for all the first part of the match with Luc's quick pace creating some troubles to the ladies. But when Klaus entered the ring, the music immediatly changed."
Patrick Sanders: "That's right, the Big German was pratically frozen, completely unable to raise a hand on his beloved Winter, who took advantage and almost got the win, but the Adorable Luchador saved his team."
Hector Serano: "Then, after some unrepeatable words from his manager, Ubermann changed the momentum of the match, setting things up for the final 12 feet Luchador, grabbing the gold for their team."
Patrick Sanders: "But now, I can see the stage is ready... Let's move on Hec, I can't wait to see this show..."
Hector Serano: "Me neither Patrick.. So let's officialy start the show with the theme song, performed live by Motorhead, "Born To Raise Hell"
The camera cuts back to the stage, after a quick pan to the fans one of them holding a "I Paid To See Motorhead" sign. On the entrance stage, the band is ready to play
The crowd burst out with a loud roar as the song ends, while the camera goes back to the commentators.
Patrick Sanders: "Wow, what a performance! You can feel the electricity still rocking through the entire Arena!"
Hector Serano: "A great boost of energy, perfect to start this anticipated night of wrestling!"
WAW Universe is ecstatic with the line of thrilling events for it's crowd. Suddenly the atmosphere in UIC Pavilion, Chicago IL changed and people throws a mixed reaction after seeing the flashy video clip of Gregory Star. Suddenly WAW lights changed into dim lights and a sexy and naughty voice of a lady can be heard asking WAW Universe
Woman's Voice: "CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?
The woman chuckles in a very naughty way and Greyhound by Swedish House Mafia burst out through the WAW Speakers. a series of colored spotlights creates a terrific lightshow bringing an upbeat atmosphere in WAW Gregory Star goes out through the curtains followed by several showgirls and they dance into the tune while the ladies of WAW gives a cheerful and graceful dance in-sync with the continues beats and ever changing lightshow that covers the whole stadium then fancy ladies of WAW scream and cheer for the Sexiest Man in WAW
A video clip is aired on the Titan Tron, showing some of Gregory Star's greatest victories and most powerful moves. Gregory Star makes his way to the ring together with his show girls dancing and filling the fans with their upbeat maneuver, wearing his Armani Shades and a fancy hooded jacket with his green and black tights
He stop in the middle of the ramp and he raise his two hands then series of multicolored pyrotechnics goes up in the sky and a light shines over him on then he continue walking heading straight to the ring. He hop inside the ring and he finish the dance with his and the showgirls final pose then sparkle came down the ring showering Gregory star and his showgirls. Several showgirls goes to the ring and extend the microphone to the Irresistible Charisma of Sports Entertainment. Gregory crack a smile and he circles the ring then he raise the microphone near to his lips.
Gregory Star: "Sweet crowd of Illinois... [Catching his breathe] What a wonderful chance for WAW to witness the debut of the greatest... the hottest... the most exciting and irresistible man of sports entertainment... [Showgirls are screaming] You heard this ladies, they scream on the top of their lungs... they shout for my name and yes this ladies are doing this for me as a form of their undying support."
Gregory Star looks at his showgirls and they move closer to Gregory and some of them are seen wrapping their arms around him.
Gregory Star: "People of WAW should be thankful to see me... Neal Stevenson, I know each and everyone of you know him well... He actually give a beep and yes! In short this Neal Stevenson is wise and he is a very good businessman... [Crowd gets excited] I know that most of you think who the hell is this man... Standing in WAW Stage talking and owning your ring... [Cracks a cocky smile] Let me educate each and everyone of you!"
Gregory Star points to the Titan Tron and a video clip roll showing a small preview with his career. The video shows his tenure with ORW being the Intercontinental Ore Champion defeating various superstars and walking together with his prime stable "The Calamity". The video clip cuts to another segment focusing his career highlight in IWA as the Global Tag Team Champion.
The video rolls in a fast sequence ending it with WAW Logo. Camera pans back to Gregory Star with his showgirls giving him an exemplary round of applause. The Crowd stand up and they also give him a commendation by chanting his name. "Gregory! Gregory! Gregory!"
Gregory Star: "Thank you for the warm welcome... Indeed, a very simple yet a very fruitful stay in those two brand... Now!!! [Gregory lit a smile] Greggadicts!!! My Showgirls!!! New Era of Greatness.... New Era of Excellence will be shown in WAW... To the thousands of attendants in Illinois and millions watching at their home.... [Pause for a second] Gregory Star will be performing the greatest debut in WAW Universe!!! Bring it and I will end it... The Irresistible Charm of Nordic Executioner will prevail!"
Gregory Star drops the microphone and the WAW Crowd gives him a huge pop. The Star Showgirls cling to Gregory Star and they wave to whole WAW Universe. Camera zoom in focusing on the face of the young and energetic Gregory Star then camera fades to black.
Steve Hawkins: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring, from Stockholm Sweden, standing at 6'0'' ft tall, weighing in 215 lbs, THE IRRESISTIBLE CHARISMA, GREGORYYYYYYYY STAAAAAAARRRRR!"
Gregory opens his arms wide, feeding from the cheers of the fans.
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, MISTEEEEERRRR TOOOOOOOTOOOO!!!!!!!"
Mister Toto walks to the ring, surrounded by the boos of the crowd.
Hector Serano: "We finally have the chance to see Greg Star in action, against Mr Toto"
Patrick Sanders: "Toto came up short in his debut match last week against Derek Gunslinger, and he certainly wants to improve his score with a win in his first Pay Per View"
Steve Hawkins: "The referee for this match, Anthony Rouse"
Anthony Rouse: "Ring the bell"
Toto goes on attack with a right hook, catching Greg off guard. After a quick series of uppercuts, Mr Toto throws the opponent on the ropes, and let himself fall on the mat. Star steps over him and continues his run, bouncing on the ropes once again and ducking under the opponent leapfrog. The third time, he got throw on the mat with a hip toss. Toto grabs Gregory's arm and applies a bar on it, but the Irresistible Charisma use his technical knowledge to quickly reverse it into an hammerlock. Toto tries to free himself with an elbow shot, but Gregory lowers his head and avoid the impact, finding himself with the opponent's arm behind his neck. From that position, he lifts the opponent and drops him on the arm behind the back.
Hector Serano: "Star immediatly changed the momentum of this match"
As Toto gets back on his feet, he attempts a kick to Greg's mid section, but the former IWA superstar grabs it and hold it in mid air, shaking his head and mocking the opponent, who goes for an enziguri kick, ducked by Star. Toto is once again on the mat, this time with his chest lying flat on it, and his right foot still held by Gregory, who twist it and place it between his own legs as he falls on the mat and wraps his arms around Toto's head, locking him in a STF.
Patrick Sanders: "The Irresistible Charisma seems to be always one step ahead of his opponent, who now is in early troubles, locked in this submission!"
As Toto is crawling to reach the ropes, Star suddenly releases the hold and grabs him by an ankle, dragging him back to the centre of the ring and sitting on his beg, bending the leg back in a innatural way. The crowd appreciates the technical show of Gregory Star, with some convinced applauses.
Hector Serano: "A relentless offense from Greg, who's not giving Toto any chance to breath, transitioning from a submission to another"
Toto finally reaches the ropes and the referee asks Gregory to let him go. Star releases the hold and waits for the opponent in the middle of the ring. avoiding his lariat ond placing himself behind Toto's shoulder, his back resting in the opponent's and after hooking both arms, he bends forward, making him slide until his shoulders are on the mat.
...1...
...2...
Toto kicks out, just to find himself on the receiving hands of a kick in the mid section, quickly followed by a suplex. Mr Toto rolls out of the ring, to catch his breath, causing a huge round of boos from the disappointed fans.
Anthony Rouse: "Come on Toto, back in the ring!"
...1...
Gregory rolls out too from the opposite part of the ring, and runs towards the rival leveling him with a clothesline, and a second one as soon as he gets up.
...2...
An irish whip attempt from the irresistible Charisma is countered by Toto, who's finally able to create some separation sending the former IWA superstar crushing against the steel steps.
...3...
After some stomps, Toto picks up Gregory and places him on the apron ring, with his head hanging to the outside, and drives his elbow multiple times on Star's sternum.,
...4...
With an evil grin, Toto rolls the opponent on his chest and wraps his head under his arm, dragging him forward, and now only Greg's feet are leaning on the apron.
Hector Serano: "Oh my God, is he really going to hit a DDT on the concrete?"
....5...
Gregory is able to slip forward, getting back to a vertical position. Toto pushes him towards the ring, causing Star's back to hit hard the edge of the ring. Toto now quickly enters the ting, breaking the ref's count and after a short run on the ropes, he connects a baseball slide on Greg's back, sending him face first on the floor.
Patrick Sanders: "And Toto turns the table with some outside action..."
Anthony Rouse: "Enough guys, get back now!"
...1...
Toto places the opponent in the barricades and chops him ard on the chest.
...2...
The crowd starts chanting Gregory's name, trying to help the Irresistible Charisma to get back in the match. The trick seems to work, as Star is able to parry a forearm shot and start a flurry of shots to the opponent's head.
...3...
Toto seems stunned as he stands groggily next to the ring. Gregory Star seize the opportunity and gets on the apron, and points to the opponent with an evil gaze from his eyes executing a You're Dead.
...4...
Hector Serano: "What does Gregory has in mind?"
...5...
Gregory jumps from the apron and grabs Toto's head, spinning in mid-air and usig the momentum to drive him head first on the floor.
Hector Serano: "An Overdose on the floor! Toto is out!"
The Irresistible Charisma picks up the opponent with some diffiicult, as Toto seems unable to stand on his own feer. He literally drags him closer to the ring and and rolls him back in, going for the cover.
...1...
...2...
......
Somehow Toto manages to pull up a shoulder.
Patrick Sanders: "How in the world did he kick out?"
Hector Serano: "This is gut check time for Mr Toto... He has to prove that he belongs in WAW, his own career is at stake!"
Gregory cannot believe that the match isn't over yet. He gives a quick look at the opponent, who's starting to get back on his feet, hanging on the ropes. As Toto, visibly stunned, walks in Gregory's direction, Star kicks him in the stomach and hops on the back of the bent down opponent, trapping him between his legs
. Then with great agility performs a somersault to project the opponent's head and neck first on the mat.
Hector Serano: "The Acoustic Finale! Now it's over!"
Patrick Sanders: "What a move! Thanks for coming, mr Toto!"
...1...
...2...
...3...
Anthony Rouse: "Ring the bell!"
Steve Hawkins: "The winner of this match, "THE IRRESISTIBLE CHARISMA, GREGORY STAR!"
Hector Serano: "A dominant performance by Gregory Star, picking up a win in his debut in WAW."
Patrick Sanders: "You know what? As much as I am sad about IWA closing down at the start of this season, I'm glad Greggory, Savior and Bford joined our company... Their ability and experience is raising the bar here in WAW!"
Hector Serano: "I agree, and later tonight, we'll witness a years-in-the-making match, as Bford and Enigmatic Savior are scheduled to set, once again, their issues in the ring, right here at Raising Hell"
The titantron shows Jimmy Jacobs on a football field smirking at the camera
Jimmy Jacobs: "Is Jimmy Jacobs really flawless?
"
The camera shows a football player holding the football as Jimmy backs up a bit and focuses taking a deep breath, he then runs up and kicks the football, it goes flying through the air as Jimmy admires his kick, it then goes through the goal posts as Jimmy turns facing the camera
Jimmy Jacobs: "80 yard field goal.... Flawless!"
The camerage Banner] Pansi in through a dimly lit room backstage before stopping on the Fallen Angel, who raises his head to look into the camera.
Fallen Angel: "After my last match with Brogue man, I was attacked after the bell had rung. What he doesn't know is that he messed with a power far above him. There is no escape from my judgement and Brogue man has brought it on himself."
Fallen Angel pauses, shaking his head and grabbing the camera, pulling it closer.
Fallen Angel:"You've messed with the wrong person Brogue. Tonight, you will face judgement and like all the others who my incur my judgement, you will fall. Since it appears our favorite announcer continues to confuse my message let me clear something up for all those watching, including- no, especially Brogue man. Damnation. Is. Salvation."
Fallen Angel covers the lens with his hand and the camera pans back to the ring.
Steve Hawkins: "Ladies and gentlemen. This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Trondheim, Norway. VICTOR KIIINGG!!"
The music of Victor King hits, as Victor King makes his way to the ring
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, from El Paso, Texas. Standing 6'3ft and weighing 197 lbs. DEREK GUNSLIINGEERRR"
An old-fashioned country ragtime tune is amplified - to the point of distortion - over the loudspeakers as Derek Gunslinger walks toward the ring. He stops half-way down the ramp, pulls out a pistol from its holster, fires upward once with a loud "bang", then continues down to the ring. Derek steps onto the apron, re-holstering the gun and spitting out a wad of something sticky. He steps into the ring, stops, and stares down the announcers. Derek abruptly pulls out his pistol and fires one more "bang" before whipping off his jacket, taking off his belt, and getting ready to fight.
Steve Hawkins: "Your referee for this match is, BOB DARREN"
Bob Darren: "Okay guys you know the rules. I want a clean fight.
Bob Darren looks towards the timekeeper
Bob Darren: " Ring the bell"
As soon as the bell ring Victor King runs at Derek going for a Clothesline, but Derek Gunslinger ducks it and thros some piunches at Victor send Victor back into the corner
Hector Serano: "Here we goes ladies and gentlemen, this match is underway"
Derek Gunslinger waits for his opponent to get out of the corner before going for Clothesline knocking down Victor King
Patrick Sanders: "Derek seems ready to fight tonight"
Hector Serano: "He also has to be, because if he ain't. Victor is just going to run over him"
Derek Gunslinger takes a few steps towards the knocked down Victor King and connects with a few stomps to the head of Victor King. Derek Gunslinger pulls up Victor King, but Victor King fights back and connects with a huge punchs to the the face of Derek Gunslinger, knocking him down onto the mat. Victor King pulls up Derek Gunslinger and sends him bouncing on the ropes, but Derek Gunslinger counters and connects with a flying clothesline on the rebound
Hector Serano: "Great counter by Derek, catching Victor off guards"
Derek Gunslinger climbs to the second ropes and jumps towards his opponent laying in the middle of the ring connecting with a fist drop, executing a Fist Drop From Second Rope
Hector Serano: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the second e WAW Pay Per View, Raising Hell. We are live from another historic venue such as the UIC Pavilion in Chicago Illinois, home of so many WCW events."
Patrick Sanders: "And we already kicked things off in a big way with an amazing pre-show where Los Uberadorables won the tag team titles after an epic battle against the team of Winter Love!"
Hector Serano: "Rick E. boys have been in full control for all the first part of the match with Luc's quick pace creating some troubles to the ladies. But when Klaus entered the ring, the music immediatly changed."
Patrick Sanders: "That's right, the Big German was pratically frozen, completely unable to raise a hand on his beloved Winter, who took advantage and almost got the win, but the Adorable Luchador saved his team."
Hector Serano: "Then, after some unrepeatable words from his manager, Ubermann changed the momentum of the match, setting things up for the final 12 feet Luchador, grabbing the gold for their team."
Patrick Sanders: "But now, I can see the stage is ready... Let's move on Hec, I can't wait to see this show..."
Hector Serano: "Me neither Patrick.. So let's officialy start the show with the theme song, performed live by Motorhead, "Born To Raise Hell"
The camera cuts back to the stage, after a quick pan to the fans one of them holding a "I Paid To See Motorhead" sign. On the entrance stage, the band is ready to play
The crowd burst out with a loud roar as the song ends, while the camera goes back to the commentators.
Patrick Sanders: "Wow, what a performance! You can feel the electricity still rocking through the entire Arena!"
Hector Serano: "A great boost of energy, perfect to start this anticipated night of wrestling!"
WAW Universe is ecstatic with the line of thrilling events for it's crowd. Suddenly the atmosphere in UIC Pavilion, Chicago IL changed and people throws a mixed reaction after seeing the flashy video clip of Gregory Star. Suddenly WAW lights changed into dim lights and a sexy and naughty voice of a lady can be heard asking WAW Universe
Woman's Voice: "CAN YOU FEEL THE BEAT?
The woman chuckles in a very naughty way and Greyhound by Swedish House Mafia burst out through the WAW Speakers. a series of colored spotlights creates a terrific lightshow bringing an upbeat atmosphere in WAW Gregory Star goes out through the curtains followed by several showgirls and they dance into the tune while the ladies of WAW gives a cheerful and graceful dance in-sync with the continues beats and ever changing lightshow that covers the whole stadium then fancy ladies of WAW scream and cheer for the Sexiest Man in WAW
A video clip is aired on the Titan Tron, showing some of Gregory Star's greatest victories and most powerful moves. Gregory Star makes his way to the ring together with his show girls dancing and filling the fans with their upbeat maneuver, wearing his Armani Shades and a fancy hooded jacket with his green and black tights
He stop in the middle of the ramp and he raise his two hands then series of multicolored pyrotechnics goes up in the sky and a light shines over him on then he continue walking heading straight to the ring. He hop inside the ring and he finish the dance with his and the showgirls final pose then sparkle came down the ring showering Gregory star and his showgirls. Several showgirls goes to the ring and extend the microphone to the Irresistible Charisma of Sports Entertainment. Gregory crack a smile and he circles the ring then he raise the microphone near to his lips.
Gregory Star: "Sweet crowd of Illinois... [Catching his breathe] What a wonderful chance for WAW to witness the debut of the greatest... the hottest... the most exciting and irresistible man of sports entertainment... [Showgirls are screaming] You heard this ladies, they scream on the top of their lungs... they shout for my name and yes this ladies are doing this for me as a form of their undying support."
Gregory Star looks at his showgirls and they move closer to Gregory and some of them are seen wrapping their arms around him.
Gregory Star: "People of WAW should be thankful to see me... Neal Stevenson, I know each and everyone of you know him well... He actually give a beep and yes! In short this Neal Stevenson is wise and he is a very good businessman... [Crowd gets excited] I know that most of you think who the hell is this man... Standing in WAW Stage talking and owning your ring... [Cracks a cocky smile] Let me educate each and everyone of you!"
Gregory Star points to the Titan Tron and a video clip roll showing a small preview with his career. The video shows his tenure with ORW being the Intercontinental Ore Champion defeating various superstars and walking together with his prime stable "The Calamity". The video clip cuts to another segment focusing his career highlight in IWA as the Global Tag Team Champion.
The video rolls in a fast sequence ending it with WAW Logo. Camera pans back to Gregory Star with his showgirls giving him an exemplary round of applause. The Crowd stand up and they also give him a commendation by chanting his name. "Gregory! Gregory! Gregory!"
Gregory Star: "Thank you for the warm welcome... Indeed, a very simple yet a very fruitful stay in those two brand... Now!!! [Gregory lit a smile] Greggadicts!!! My Showgirls!!! New Era of Greatness.... New Era of Excellence will be shown in WAW... To the thousands of attendants in Illinois and millions watching at their home.... [Pause for a second] Gregory Star will be performing the greatest debut in WAW Universe!!! Bring it and I will end it... The Irresistible Charm of Nordic Executioner will prevail!"
Gregory Star drops the microphone and the WAW Crowd gives him a huge pop. The Star Showgirls cling to Gregory Star and they wave to whole WAW Universe. Camera zoom in focusing on the face of the young and energetic Gregory Star then camera fades to black.
Steve Hawkins: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Already in the ring, from Stockholm Sweden, standing at 6'0'' ft tall, weighing in 215 lbs, THE IRRESISTIBLE CHARISMA, GREGORYYYYYYYY STAAAAAAARRRRR!"
Gregory opens his arms wide, feeding from the cheers of the fans.
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, MISTEEEEERRRR TOOOOOOOTOOOO!!!!!!!"
Mister Toto walks to the ring, surrounded by the boos of the crowd.
Hector Serano: "We finally have the chance to see Greg Star in action, against Mr Toto"
Patrick Sanders: "Toto came up short in his debut match last week against Derek Gunslinger, and he certainly wants to improve his score with a win in his first Pay Per View"
Steve Hawkins: "The referee for this match, Anthony Rouse"
Anthony Rouse: "Ring the bell"
Toto goes on attack with a right hook, catching Greg off guard. After a quick series of uppercuts, Mr Toto throws the opponent on the ropes, and let himself fall on the mat. Star steps over him and continues his run, bouncing on the ropes once again and ducking under the opponent leapfrog. The third time, he got throw on the mat with a hip toss. Toto grabs Gregory's arm and applies a bar on it, but the Irresistible Charisma use his technical knowledge to quickly reverse it into an hammerlock. Toto tries to free himself with an elbow shot, but Gregory lowers his head and avoid the impact, finding himself with the opponent's arm behind his neck. From that position, he lifts the opponent and drops him on the arm behind the back.
Hector Serano: "Star immediatly changed the momentum of this match"
As Toto gets back on his feet, he attempts a kick to Greg's mid section, but the former IWA superstar grabs it and hold it in mid air, shaking his head and mocking the opponent, who goes for an enziguri kick, ducked by Star. Toto is once again on the mat, this time with his chest lying flat on it, and his right foot still held by Gregory, who twist it and place it between his own legs as he falls on the mat and wraps his arms around Toto's head, locking him in a STF.
Patrick Sanders: "The Irresistible Charisma seems to be always one step ahead of his opponent, who now is in early troubles, locked in this submission!"
As Toto is crawling to reach the ropes, Star suddenly releases the hold and grabs him by an ankle, dragging him back to the centre of the ring and sitting on his beg, bending the leg back in a innatural way. The crowd appreciates the technical show of Gregory Star, with some convinced applauses.
Hector Serano: "A relentless offense from Greg, who's not giving Toto any chance to breath, transitioning from a submission to another"
Toto finally reaches the ropes and the referee asks Gregory to let him go. Star releases the hold and waits for the opponent in the middle of the ring. avoiding his lariat ond placing himself behind Toto's shoulder, his back resting in the opponent's and after hooking both arms, he bends forward, making him slide until his shoulders are on the mat.
...1...
...2...
Toto kicks out, just to find himself on the receiving hands of a kick in the mid section, quickly followed by a suplex. Mr Toto rolls out of the ring, to catch his breath, causing a huge round of boos from the disappointed fans.
Anthony Rouse: "Come on Toto, back in the ring!"
...1...
Gregory rolls out too from the opposite part of the ring, and runs towards the rival leveling him with a clothesline, and a second one as soon as he gets up.
...2...
An irish whip attempt from the irresistible Charisma is countered by Toto, who's finally able to create some separation sending the former IWA superstar crushing against the steel steps.
...3...
After some stomps, Toto picks up Gregory and places him on the apron ring, with his head hanging to the outside, and drives his elbow multiple times on Star's sternum.,
...4...
With an evil grin, Toto rolls the opponent on his chest and wraps his head under his arm, dragging him forward, and now only Greg's feet are leaning on the apron.
Hector Serano: "Oh my God, is he really going to hit a DDT on the concrete?"
....5...
Gregory is able to slip forward, getting back to a vertical position. Toto pushes him towards the ring, causing Star's back to hit hard the edge of the ring. Toto now quickly enters the ting, breaking the ref's count and after a short run on the ropes, he connects a baseball slide on Greg's back, sending him face first on the floor.
Patrick Sanders: "And Toto turns the table with some outside action..."
Anthony Rouse: "Enough guys, get back now!"
...1...
Toto places the opponent in the barricades and chops him ard on the chest.
...2...
The crowd starts chanting Gregory's name, trying to help the Irresistible Charisma to get back in the match. The trick seems to work, as Star is able to parry a forearm shot and start a flurry of shots to the opponent's head.
...3...
Toto seems stunned as he stands groggily next to the ring. Gregory Star seize the opportunity and gets on the apron, and points to the opponent with an evil gaze from his eyes executing a You're Dead.
...4...
Hector Serano: "What does Gregory has in mind?"
...5...
Gregory jumps from the apron and grabs Toto's head, spinning in mid-air and usig the momentum to drive him head first on the floor.
Hector Serano: "An Overdose on the floor! Toto is out!"
The Irresistible Charisma picks up the opponent with some diffiicult, as Toto seems unable to stand on his own feer. He literally drags him closer to the ring and and rolls him back in, going for the cover.
...1...
...2...
......
Somehow Toto manages to pull up a shoulder.
Patrick Sanders: "How in the world did he kick out?"
Hector Serano: "This is gut check time for Mr Toto... He has to prove that he belongs in WAW, his own career is at stake!"
Gregory cannot believe that the match isn't over yet. He gives a quick look at the opponent, who's starting to get back on his feet, hanging on the ropes. As Toto, visibly stunned, walks in Gregory's direction, Star kicks him in the stomach and hops on the back of the bent down opponent, trapping him between his legs
. Then with great agility performs a somersault to project the opponent's head and neck first on the mat.
Hector Serano: "The Acoustic Finale! Now it's over!"
Patrick Sanders: "What a move! Thanks for coming, mr Toto!"
...1...
...2...
...3...
Anthony Rouse: "Ring the bell!"
Steve Hawkins: "The winner of this match, "THE IRRESISTIBLE CHARISMA, GREGORY STAR!"
Hector Serano: "A dominant performance by Gregory Star, picking up a win in his debut in WAW."
Patrick Sanders: "You know what? As much as I am sad about IWA closing down at the start of this season, I'm glad Greggory, Savior and Bford joined our company... Their ability and experience is raising the bar here in WAW!"
Hector Serano: "I agree, and later tonight, we'll witness a years-in-the-making match, as Bford and Enigmatic Savior are scheduled to set, once again, their issues in the ring, right here at Raising Hell"
The titantron shows Jimmy Jacobs on a football field smirking at the camera
Jimmy Jacobs: "Is Jimmy Jacobs really flawless?
"
The camera shows a football player holding the football as Jimmy backs up a bit and focuses taking a deep breath, he then runs up and kicks the football, it goes flying through the air as Jimmy admires his kick, it then goes through the goal posts as Jimmy turns facing the camera
Jimmy Jacobs: "80 yard field goal.... Flawless!"
The camerage Banner] Pansi in through a dimly lit room backstage before stopping on the Fallen Angel, who raises his head to look into the camera.
Fallen Angel: "After my last match with Brogue man, I was attacked after the bell had rung. What he doesn't know is that he messed with a power far above him. There is no escape from my judgement and Brogue man has brought it on himself."
Fallen Angel pauses, shaking his head and grabbing the camera, pulling it closer.
Fallen Angel:"You've messed with the wrong person Brogue. Tonight, you will face judgement and like all the others who my incur my judgement, you will fall. Since it appears our favorite announcer continues to confuse my message let me clear something up for all those watching, including- no, especially Brogue man. Damnation. Is. Salvation."
Fallen Angel covers the lens with his hand and the camera pans back to the ring.
Steve Hawkins: "Ladies and gentlemen. This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Trondheim, Norway. VICTOR KIIINGG!!"
The music of Victor King hits, as Victor King makes his way to the ring
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, from El Paso, Texas. Standing 6'3ft and weighing 197 lbs. DEREK GUNSLIINGEERRR"
An old-fashioned country ragtime tune is amplified - to the point of distortion - over the loudspeakers as Derek Gunslinger walks toward the ring. He stops half-way down the ramp, pulls out a pistol from its holster, fires upward once with a loud "bang", then continues down to the ring. Derek steps onto the apron, re-holstering the gun and spitting out a wad of something sticky. He steps into the ring, stops, and stares down the announcers. Derek abruptly pulls out his pistol and fires one more "bang" before whipping off his jacket, taking off his belt, and getting ready to fight.
Steve Hawkins: "Your referee for this match is, BOB DARREN"
Bob Darren: "Okay guys you know the rules. I want a clean fight.
Bob Darren looks towards the timekeeper
Bob Darren: " Ring the bell"
As soon as the bell ring Victor King runs at Derek going for a Clothesline, but Derek Gunslinger ducks it and thros some piunches at Victor send Victor back into the corner
Hector Serano: "Here we goes ladies and gentlemen, this match is underway"
Derek Gunslinger waits for his opponent to get out of the corner before going for Clothesline knocking down Victor King
Patrick Sanders: "Derek seems ready to fight tonight"
Hector Serano: "He also has to be, because if he ain't. Victor is just going to run over him"
Derek Gunslinger takes a few steps towards the knocked down Victor King and connects with a few stomps to the head of Victor King. Derek Gunslinger pulls up Victor King, but Victor King fights back and connects with a huge punchs to the the face of Derek Gunslinger, knocking him down onto the mat. Victor King pulls up Derek Gunslinger and sends him bouncing on the ropes, but Derek Gunslinger counters and connects with a flying clothesline on the rebound
Hector Serano: "Great counter by Derek, catching Victor off guards"
Derek Gunslinger climbs to the second ropes and jumps towards his opponent laying in the middle of the ring connecting with a fist drop, executing a Fist Drop From Second Rope
Derek Gunslinger goes for the cover
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Victor King kicks out
Derek Gunslinger pulls up Victor King, but once again Victor King fights back and forces Derek Gunslinger into the corner, where Victor King throws some punches to the head and mid section of Derek Gunslinger
Bob Darren: "Come on VIctor, get him off the corner"
Victor King continues to to punch away on Derek Gunslinger
Bob Darren: "Come on Victor get him out of there"
Victor King continues to throw away his punches
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Hector Serano: "Victor has to beware, not being counted out here"
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Victor continuesly throws punches onto Derek Gunslinger
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Patrick Sanders: "I dont think Victor cares about this match anymore"
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Bob Darren: "Thats it ring the bell"
Steve Hawkins: "HERE IS YOUR WINNER. BY DISQUALIFICATION, DEREK GUNSLIINGEERR"
After the bell has sounded Victor King pulls Derek Gunslinger out of the corner and grabs the opponents head in his armpit while holding him by the hips with the other hand
Victor King lifts up his victim and slams him backwards to the mat executing Ragna Rok
Hector Serano: "Victor King never cared about this match. All he wanted to do was making a statement"
Victor King leaves Derek Gunslinger in the ring, who is trying to recover
The Iron Curtain walks in and takes a seat opposite of Olga Alkaeva.
Olga Alkaeva: "Well this is a rare treat we have here. First of all I'd like to thank you for taking a few minutes before the big Women's Title to answer some questions."
The Iron Curtain : " You're very welcome Olga. I know the fans like to hear about the wrestlers and with it being the big event PPV what better time ."
Olga Alkaeva : " So tell me a little about yourself."
The Iron Curtain : " As you know I'm from Russia. Just recently came to the United States. I wanted to experience wrestling in your great country. It's very exciting and the fans are amazing here I must say. "
Olga Alkaeva gives just the hint of a smile
Olga Alkaeva: "So one of the big questions the fans have been gossiping about is ... What's with you and Hector?"
The Iron Curtain blushes lightly for a moment then regains her ivory complexion.
The Iron Curtain : "Hector has been such a good sport with all the fun I have been having. Also he has shown a lot of support for my side." Smirking. "I do think my pretty little pets intimidate him a bit."
Olga Alkaeva : " I don't think he is the only one nervous around them... Tell me what are your thoughts going into this Triple Threat for the Women's Title?"
The Iron Curtain leans slightly forward fingers holding the arms of her chair.
The Iron Curtain : " I am very excited for it. I have had a strong season and I feel very confident for it. I intend to put on a good show for the fans. And can't wait to feel the title belt. "
Olga Alkaeva : "You have some strong competition going into this. The ladies are rather impressive this season. I wish you lots of luck and hope it's a good night for all the ladies."
The Iron Curtain gets up to leave pausing for a moment.
The Iron Curtain : " Wish the other luck. They are gonna need it when I enter the ring."
The Iron Curtain smiles and walks away humming.
Brogue Man makes his way to the ring
Crowd: "You suck! You suck! You suck!"
Brogue Man: "Shut up when i'm going to talk!"
Crowd: "Boo!"
Brogue Man: "In my childhood my only goal was to win. Whether it's football, basketball, boxing or kickboxing, i never accepted the loss. After my victorius WAW-debut, i have only lost and that's not right. I should be WAW Television Champion right now but i'm not. Tonight i have a rematch against Fallen Angel. All these people saw what i did to him last week and it felt good. I'm sure that he want some revenge, but i will not let it happen. Fallen Angel, i hope that the judge knows how to count to ten because our match is Last Man Standing match!"
Steve Hawkins: "The following contest is a Last Man Standing Match! Already in the ring, from Lohja Finland, standing at 5'9'' feet tall, weighing in 192 lbs, BROOOOGUEEE MAAAANNNNN!"
Patrick Sanders: "You want to know how to go from being one of the most beloved superstars to one of the most booed in one simple step? Ask this man..."
Hector Serano: "The sudden change of attitude of this young man took everyone by surprise.. His cheapshot to Fallen Angel last week certainly made an impact, not only on his relationship with the WAW Universe, but also on his opponent's mindset.. We heard his threatening words minutes ago"
Patrick Sanders: "I agree. He was damn serious and I can swear I'm not going to mistake the name of his finishing move again..."
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, from parts unknown, standing at 5'9'' feet tall, weighing in 190 lbs, FALLEEEEEEEENNN AAAAAAANGEEEEELLLLLL"
"Messiah" by Mejibray starts filling the Areana, as the lights fade off. A single spotlight enlightens the middle of the ramp, where Fallen Angel usually gets lowered from above. Seconds are passing, but nothing happens and Angel is nowhere to be seen. His music slowly fades, as all the Arena including Brogue Man and the referee are staring at the entrance ramp.
Hector Serano: "This doesn't look good.. Not at all..."
Patrick Sanders: "Don't tell me Fallen Angel has been knocked down once again..."
Suddenly the fans mumbling turns into cheers, as Fallen Angel is seen hopping the barricade and sliding in the ring behind Brogue's back. As the finnish superstar realizes it and turns back the referee Ellen Donovan calls for the bell, and Fallen Angel kicks the opponent in the mid-section and taunts to the audience before hitting his opponent with a small package driver.
Patrick Sanders: "Wow! Fallen Angel took everybody by surprise and hit the Damnation"
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Hector Serano: "Is it enough to keep B-Man down for ten seconds?"
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Patrick Sanders: "Maybe so.::"
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Brogue Man seems stunned as he gets to one knee
...9...
Brogue is now standing, and Ellen stops the count. The crowd starts chanting "Fallen Angel" over and over, as he jumps at the opponet with his legs apart, tossing him to the other side of the ring with a hurricanrana. As B-Man is getting back to a vertical position, Angel runs to the ropes and grabs him by the back of his head, slamming his face on the canvas with a Bulldog. Brogue is once again down, and the ref starts the count.
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Hector Serano: "I haven't seen Fallen Angel this focused in a while."
...2...
Angel stalks the opponent, moving behind his back as he starts getting up
...3...
Brogue is now back on his feet and Fallen Angel wraps his arms around his head in a three-quarter facelock and runs towards the corner for the Angel Drop. The finnish wrestler is able to free himself by pushing the opponent backwards as his feet touch the top turnbuckle. With great agility, Fallen Angel lands on his feet, but he gets literally turned inside out by a wicked clothesline.
Patrick Sanders: "Some lucky fan in the front row might be able to catch Fallen Angel's head, after B-Man decapitated him with this sick clothesline!"
Brogue now sits on the opponent's chest and starts punching him on the face. He then picks him up and drags him to the corner, taking off the protection with his free hand and using the other to smash Angel's face on the exposed turnbuckle ten times, letting him fall on the mat.
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Patrick Sanders: "I can't believe I actually liked this guy... He's so vicious"
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Fallen Angel gets up. Brogue drops to his knees and hits him with a Low Blow, before lifting him in a powerbomb and throwing hm against the exposed turnbuckle. Angel is once again lying on the canvas.
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Hector Serano: "He's surely taking advantage of the no DQ rule!"
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Angel starts moving dragging himself to the ropes to get up. Brogue Man then rolls under the bottom rope, stopping by a fan who's booing him, before grabbing a chair from under the ring.
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Fallen Angel is back on his feet, while Brogue Man is going back in the ring holding the steel chair. Suddenly the lights go out in the entire Arena.
Patrick Sanders: "This is getting monotonous... Someone stops him"
As the lights come back, both Angel and Brogue are laying on the mat. The hooded man is standing on the ramp, with a chais in his hand and a microphone in the other.
Hooded Man: "And I inquired, "Who are those two drudges,
Steaming like wet hands in wintertime?
They lie close to you on your right-hand side."
The camera cuts to the ring showing both wrestler lying on the right of Ellen Donovan.
Hooded Man: "Liars, that's what they are... One of them fooled everyone pretending to be a good guy... But there's no place for good guys in Hell... The other hangs around telling everyone that Damnation is Salvation... Damnation is Damnation, and you all deserved it. There's no salvation for any of you, when Hell rises tonight. Now ref, make us a favor and count to ten. When these two liars will wake up, tell them that I'm personally coming and take care of them, next season..."
The referee starts the count, reaching "ten" without anyone of them moving, calling for the bell.
Steve Hawkins: "This match has ended up in a no contest"
Hector Serano: "This is getting disturbing.."
Patrick Sanders: "At least we now know what's in this guy's agenda.. It looks like that Fallen Angel and Brogue Man have made a new enemy tonight!"
Hector Serano: "Well my dear friend Patrick. . . things are really getting interesting here tonight"
Patrick Sanders: "And so much more has yet to take place, including the great Three Stage Of Hell between Jay Douglas and Jon Moxley. Let's take a closer look at it"
Suddenly the titantron lights on, showing a video.
Jon Moxley: "I'm better than Jay Douglas and I can beat him"
Jay Douglas: "I'm better than Jon Moxley and I can hit it."
Jon Moxley: "We all know that Jay Douglas is nothing compared to me... Tonight I will be Raising Hell, and everyone will recognize me as the future of WAW"
Voice of Narrator: "The competition that lasts more than a season... We will discover tonight who's the best"
Jon Moxley: "Douglas you may think that you're better than me, but you do not know how to face someone like me, I devoted most of my career to end the good guys like you, and if possible I will make the whole arena fall upon you."
Voice of Narrator: "Three stages of hell."
A clip shows the three stipulations of each stage
Jon Moxley: "And then my friend Douglas you better get ready to drown in HELL!"
Jon Moxley pushes a camera with one hand destroying the equipment.
Voice of Narrator: "No disqualification!"
Jay Douglas: "You're a clown if you think I'm somehow scared by you... Tonight, I'lI leave a broken table in the middle of the ring, with you laying on it, I'll crush your head with an iron bar and t in the end I'll be the only one standing!"
Voice of Narrator: "Two young men, ready to take a walk in the depths of hell. Only one will survive, only one will stand and walk on his own feet, after passing through three stages of hell"
The camera cuts back to the ring
A man dressed in black tactical gear wearing a red balaclava and carrying a duffel bag was making his way through the crowd outside the arena as Sam Haff notices this man traveling among the crowd.
Sam Haff: "Vahn? Its Vahn get the camera."
As a camera crew started running to Sam did Sam try to get the attention of the this man.
Sam Haff: "Vahn! Vahn! A word if you may?"
The man in the red balaclava and black tactical gear stopped stepped closer to Sam as various people in the crowds gave him room as the man got close enough did he spoke.
Vahn: "Sure Sam what is it?"
Sam Haff: "What with red balaclava? Don't you usually wear black?"
Vahn: "The referee won't tell the difference between blood and red...Besides its my special blood letting balaclava."
Sam Haff: "You are going to be fighting against Chris Zane, Rex Archer and The Wall in a first blood elimination match what are your thoughts about this match?"
Vahn: "It was made for me, there is one simple fact that these fans know and even you know...These men are stepping into the ring with the... "
Vahn then point to the fans as they shout.
Crowd: "Homicidal,genocidal suicidal police officer of wrestling!"
Vahn: "And the fact of the matter is that I don't care if I'm bleeding, or they are bleeding or even if the referee is bleeding cause this match grantees there will be blood."
Sam Haff: "What about when Neal the general manager said to bring your own weapon...So is your friend coming?"
It would seem like Sam had a big smile on his face when he asked that question. Vahn would nod before slowly opening his duffel bag and slowly removing a weapon.
Vahn: "Been years since I brought the only friend I had that understood me, who just like me doesn't care who bleeds."
Vahn would then reveal a nightstick with a smiley face on it
Vahn: "Say hello to Mister Nicestick and he is here to crack skulls and spill blood."
Sam Haff: "It's been so long since I seen Mister Nicestick after a long absence in the eyes of the public Mister Nicestick finally returns"
Vahn would then tip Mister Nicestick to the side of his head.
Vahn: "Oh yes I understand."
Sam Haff: "So umm what did Mister Nicestick say?"
Vahn: "Hmm Oh he was getting a little cold, time for me to help him put on his coat."
Vahn would then open his duffel bag once again and remove barb wire as he begun to wrap it around Mister Nicestick.
Sam Haff:"What are you doing?"
Vahn: "Just increasing my chances to see blood in this match. Chris Zane, Rex Archer and The Wall... Mister Nicestick is going to say hello to all of you up close and personal."
Vahn would then enter the arena as Sam Haff looked on before turning back to the camera before speaking.
Sam Haff: "That's Vahn."
The camera would then fade to black.
"Stunning" Scott Rich walks out to the entry ramp; back to the crowd with arms outstretched to show the silver lettering. A small section of the crowd shouts out . . .
Crowd: "Simply Stunning"
"Stunning" Scott Rich casually makes his way to the ring to a chorus of boos and that one small section cheering. He picks up a microphone and slides into the ring.
Stunning Scott Rich: "Tonight we face little Vanessa Dynamite. A cute little firecracker; but that's all she is, a firecracker and I am the bomb!"
"Stunning" Scott Rich leans lazily against the ropes.
Stunning Scott Rich: "So come on down little Vanessa. Come on down and meet your maker."
"Stunning" Scott Rich flexes his bicep and kisses the peak.
Stunning Scott Rich: "Tonight marks the first night of the era of greatness. Your new TV Champion, the wrestling god "Stunning" Scott Rich! That's just how it has to be because I am . . ."
That small section of the crowd once again shouts . . .
Crowd: "Simply Stunning"
Stunning Scott Rich: ". . . Simply Stunning!"
"Stunning" Scott Rich sits down in the corner, casually waiting for little Vanessa Dynamite as the boos rain down on him.
Steve Hawkins: "The following contest is held for one fall and it is for the We Are Wrestling Television Championship!!"
Patrick Sanders: "Oh yeah, I was waiting for this match since the start of Raising Hell."
Hector Serano: "Yes Pat, It will be great to see what the self proclaimed "Wrestling God" can do against a cow girl."
Patrick Sanders: "Yes, Will Scott overpower Vanessa with his strength? Well speaking about Vanessa, She too does Hard strikes as well as submissions.. And ahe she's Hot!!"
Hector Serano: "Pat beauty is separate from wrestling. So let this match get started."
Steve Hawkins: "Already in the ring, the challenger, weighing 285 lbs and stands 6 foot 5 inches tall, The WRESTLING GOD, "Stunning" SCOTTTT RIIIIIICCCCCCH!!!"
Hector Serano : "Look at Scott's face. He is very confident that he will win the title."
Patrick Sanders: "Yes but dont underestimate Vanessa either. She too is powerful yet she's a girl. And she's HOT!!"
Hector Serano: "Hmm....."
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, from Quebec, Canada,standing 5 foot 6 inches tall, weighing just 135 lbs, She is the Television champion, VANNEEESSSSSAAA DYNAMMIIIIITTEEEE!!!!"
The crowd erupts huge cheers as Vanessa's Theme song hits. He enters the ring interacting with the fans and jumps on the turnbuckle pointing her intex finger towards the crowd. She gets down and waits for the match to start as the crowd chants "Vanessa,Vanessa"
Hector Serano: "Wow, Look how the fans cheer for Vanessa, She is really electrifying the crowd"
Patrick Sanders: "Yes Hec, everyone likes her because she's HOT!"
Ring Announcer: "And the referee of the match is Ellen Donovan"
Ellen Donovan: "Come here Scott and Vanessa, Let this match be as fair as possible, Now go to your respective. RING THE BELL!!"
The bell rings as the crowd's cheers can be heard very loud and it is heard even in the outside of the building.
Patrick Sanders: "How nervous it will feel for the both participants when they are fighting in front of so much people, And for TV title!"
Vanessa and Scott approach each other. Vanessa tries to hit Scott with a punch but Scott ducks beneath and screams to Vanessa "I am the wrestling god!". Then he flexes his biceps and kisses on its peak where suddenly Vanessa charges at him and does a forearm knocking Scott down. Vanessa approaches the grounded Scott and hits him with an array of punches on the face of Scott.
Patrick Sanders: "Ouch, That will hurt. Never show off when you are with a woman in the ring. Especially womens like Vanessa."
Vanessa grabs Scott's arm and puts her legs around the Scott's left arm executing an armbar. Scott slowly tries for the ropes but he lifts his hand along with Vanessa and runs towards the turnbuckle hitting Vanessa on the turnbuckle making her to sit down in the corner.
Hector Serano: "Oooh, What a move by Scott. And this is for the TV title. So every move matters."
Scott uses his foot and kicks on Vanessa's mid section with mudhole stomps and stops it at the count of 9. Scott turns away of Vanessa and flexes his muscles to the crowd. Vanessa stops acting as if she's hurt and kick's on Scott's ass making him to fall down. Now Vanessa approaches and kicks him to the face. Then Vanessa runs towards the ropes and hits on Scott's face with a knee smash after a rebound. Vanessa wraps her right arm around Scott's neck and applies pressure executing a sleeper hold.
Hector Serano: "Vanessa dominating the match after taking the advantage of what Scott did."
Patrick Sanders: "Scott must watch out. He is costing himself the match."
Vanessa continues to apply the pressure but Scott leans back trying to get a pin fall on Vanessa. The referee starts counting
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Vanessa lifts her shoulders and suddenly Scott stands on his feet where Vanessa is on his back. Scott moves his body forward making Vanessa to fall forwards and escaping the hold. As Vanessa tries to get on her feet Scott runs towards her and does a punt to her face knocking her down.
Crowd: "Oooooh"
Hector Serano: "Ouch, What a comeback by Scott Rich. Will he keep this throughout the match?"
Scott goes for the cover. The referee starts counting
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Hector Serano: Will it be the end for Vanessa?
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Vanessa manages to rise her shoulder up
Patrick Sanders: "What? Did she kick out? Its just unbelievable after that blow from Scott Rich."
Scott rich is enraged and starts to argue with Donovan. Vanessa takes the advantage and rolls Scott up. Ref starts counting
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Scott kicks out
Vanessa lifts Scott up and puts his head under her armpit and falls back executing a DDT. Vanessa quickly runs towards the turnbuckle as the crowd cheers for her. She climbs the top turnbuckle. She screams looking at the crowd as crowd replies "Dynamite Knee Drop". She dives towards Scott Rich but he effectively dodges it. As Vanessa gets up Stunning Scott Rich takes his opponent's head upside down in his arms and falls back driving his head to the mat then casually lays across his prone opponent for the pin executing a "Simply Stunning".
Hector Serano: "Simply Stunning! Simply Stunning! Its game over for sure. She will never get her shoulder up after that."
The Crowd becomes silent as referee starts counting
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Vanessa manages to get her shoulder up with great difficulty.
Patrick Sanders: "What?!?! Did she kick out?!?! I havent seen anybody kick out after a move like that."
As Vanessa is knocked out but barely having consiousness Scott runs towards the ropes and falls on her with a body splash. Scott lifts her up and lifts her in a olkohoma clutch and does it with great power.Stunning Scott Rich stands over his opponent, runs his hands up his perfect abs and flicks sweat at Vanessa.
Patrick Sanders: "What a disrespect for Vanessa. She is already knocked out."
Suddenly Vanessa grabs Scott's left ankle and moves her body backwards causing Scott to fall down and she does her Dynamite Lock!!!
Hector Serano: "Wait a minute! Vanessa got him! Vanessa got him in a Dynamite Lock!"
Vanessa twists his ankle with great aggresion and her face is filled with tears as Scott screams helplessly. Scott taps the ground 2 times but he does not at the third time. Scott crawls towards the ropes with great pain but Vanessa pulls back with great effort. Now Scott's face is also filled in tears as he seems as if his ankle is broken. With great pain, Scott rolls forward throwing Vanessa to the ropes thus escaping the hold.
Hector Serano: "Yes! He escaped it! He did it!"
Patrick Sanders: "Look at the heat of this match. The intensity is as high as it can get."
Vanessa and Scott both get up with great difficulty. Vanessa Dynamite grabs Scott to the corner before charging at him
and nailing him with a stiff clothesline. Vanessa hooks Scott Rich into a headlock before running out of the corner and leaping trying to execute her Dynamite breaker, But Scott pushes her away making her to hit on the turnbuckle face first. When she comes back and faces Scott Rich,Stunning Scott Rich takes his opponent's head upside down in his arms and falls back driving his head to the mat then lays across his prone opponent with tremendous pain for the pin executing a "Simply Stunning"
Patrick Sanders: "Simply Stunning again!? The title's gonna change hands, There is no way she can kick out"
The crowd becomes incredibly silent and some boos are heard
The Referee starts counting
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Patrick Sanders: "There is no way she can kick out. Poor Vanessa.."
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Hector Serano: "Her title reign is over"
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Ellen Donovan: "Ring the bell! Ring the bell!"
Steve Hawkins: "The winner of this match and NEEEWW WAW Television Champion, STUNNING SCOTT RICH!"
Hector Serano; "That's it, after three weeks Vanessa has to drop the TV Title to the winner of the Tyro Tryouts, "Stunning" Scott Rich!"
Patrick Sanders: "I'm so disappointed with Vanessa losing to such a jerk, but I must admit this was a great match, and Rich won it fair and square"
The crowd is going crazy in anticipation for the rest of the Pay-per-View, suddenly the lights shut off leaving everyone in darkness, suddenly the following words are heard
Bford: "I'm Gonna WHOOP THAT ASS!!!"
"Earthquake" by Labrinth blares through the speakers as the lights come on and Bford comes running out to a hurricane of cheers shaking the rafters. He grin raising a fist up then throws it down causing fireworks to go off. He then runs down the ramp and slides into the ring
Bford grabs a mic and climbs a turnbuckle, and proceeds to sit down on it looking around at the fans
Bford: "WAW fans.... Welcome! To Raising Hell!!!"
Crowd: "Raising Hell! Raising Hell! Raising Hell!"
Bford: "Not only is this the Second Pay-per-View of WAW... but it is the first to feature... The most Charismatic Man in WaW History... Mr. 24/7... The Innovator of Greatness! B....FOOOOOORD!"
Another uproar of cheers comes from the crowd
Bford: "Alright let's do a little recap boys & girls! Two weeks ago I made my official WAW debut against Rod the Crippler... which of course I won... only to be surprised to find out that former IWA rival Enigmatic Savior would also be signed to WAW..."
Crowd: "Let's go Savior! Bford's Greatness! Let's go Savior! Bford's Greatness!"
Bford: "For the last two weeks he's been trying to do anything to get in my head... but later on tonight we go one on one... and I plan to WHOOP THAT..."
Crowd: "ASS!!!"
The lights flicker in the arena and when they return to normal Enigmatic Savior is seated on top of the turnbuckle with a microphone in his hand. He looks at Bford and waves.
Enigmatic Savior: "Bford, you don't get it do you? You don't get what this, this is all about do you?"
Enigmatic Savior looks at Bford quizzically.
Enigmatic Savior: "Do you remember what I told you the first time I met you? I looked you in the eye and told you that you had the ability, the natural charisma to become one of the greats."
Enigmatic Savior jumps off the turnbuckle and heads towards Bford and stands face to face to him.
Enigmatic Savior: "You have won four..."
Crowd: "Four!!!"
Enigmatic Savior: "Four championships but never the big one, never the world title. You know what you need? You need a guy that will take you to the next step, and that guy, that guy is me."
Enigmatic Savior takes a step back.
Enigmatic Savior: "And there's two ways that's going to happen. Either we beat the hell out of each other on the way to the big one or...or we beat the hell out of everyone."
Bford looks around at the fans who share mixed emotions, he then turns his attention to. Savior
Bford: "Really? You? Take me to the next level huh? Let me tell you something my friend... the man who took me to the levelt that I'm at is my father...Nick "C4" Ford!"
The fans cheer at the metion of the Hall of Famer
Bford: "And tonight I avenge his career practically ending by you... I also avenge my loss in IWA for the Titlte... so honestly... I think that first option is exactly what we need to do...so I suggest you get ready later tonight!"
Bford bumps into Savior purposely with his shoulder and exits the ring beginning to head up the ramp
WAW returns from commercial and the camera pans around showing the sold out "Raising Hell" crowd. The camera then settles on the announce table where WAW commentators Hector Serrano and Patrick Sanders are sitting.
Hector Serano: "What a night we've had so far."
Patrick Sanders: "It's still relatively early in the night but we've already seen some great action. I can't wait to see what happens next"
All of a sudden, Blow Me Away by Breaking Benjamin begins to play on the PA system as the fans all rise to their feet in anticipation.
Hector Serano: "Is that who I think it is?"
Patrick Sanders: "I think it is Hector."
Duke emerges from backstage and out to the stage with his championship belt draped over his shoulder and a mic in hand.
Hector Serano: "It's the champ, Duke! We haven't heard from him in a while."
Patrick Sanders: "Maybe he's worn out from all those attacks at the hands of Skull DeBones."
Duke makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.
Duke: "What's up everybody?"
The crowd remains silent
Duke: "So I know there's a lot you want to hear from me after I went silent last week and there's a lot I need to say too. First off, I'm sorry. As the champion, I know you expect more from me week in and week out. I haven't been on top of my game the past couple of weeks but it's not completely my own fault. But we'll get to that in a bit.
I want to first address Morteth. What makes Morteth think that he has any chance in Hell to take this title off of me? I have seen no evidence that Morteth is a worthy opponent for me nor anything that suggests he is even remotely talented enough to survive more than a few minutes in this ring against me."
Duke looks into the camera
Duke: "Morteth, I would wish you good luck tonight, but that would be pointless."
Hector Serano: "The champ seems to have his head screwed on alright even with all the things he's been through this season."
Patrick Sandes: "Maybe, or maybe it's just an act"
Duke turns his attention away from the camera
Duke: "Now onto some more important business. Skull...DeBones... It's too bad that the GM fired your ass last week, I wanted to personally kick it once I'm done with this wolf kid... And on a side note, since you were whining and crying saying something like I didn't lose. 'I wasn't pinned. He didn't beat me. He beat Vince...' But let me refresh your memory. You should recall that, while I did only pin Vince, I laid both of them out with two Duke bombs. If I wanted, I could have pinned the both of them and still won."
Hector Serano: "The champ has made a good point here.."
Patrick Sanders: "I hope Skull is watching wherever he is... This should explain to him why Neal Stevenson never considered him as a legit contender!"
Duke: "But since you're no longer with us, I'll leave this message to everyone in the locker room. You want to have a chance at MY Title? You don't have to come and find me. I'll find you!"
Duke tosses the mic aside and leaves the ring, heading back up the ramp and backstage.
Patrick Sanders: "This could get interesting. Looks like the champs ready to turn the tables on Skull."
Hector Serano: "Duke's tired of being the hunted. He's a hunter and Skull's in for some trouble"
Steve Hawkins: "This match is scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first..."
The lights suddenly turn off. A massive cheer sweeps over the crowd as a voice rings out across the arena.
Bford: "I'm gonna whoop! That! Ass!"
Hector Serano: "And there's that familiar chant!"
"Earthquake" by Labyrinth blasts out the speakers as the lights come on, revealing Bford walking out from backstage. He raises his fist and drops it, causing fireworks to go off.
Steve Hawkins: "... Introducing first... from Terell, Texas... weighing in at 195 pounds... "The Innovator of Greatness"... BFOOOOOOOORD!"
Patrick Sanders: "He's so confident in himself, he doesn't even wait for Hawkins to finish... Not that the fans mind..."
Bford enters the ring and sits on the turnbuckle, hyping up the fans.
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent... from San Antonio Texas... standing at 6-foot-1 and 209 pounds... ENIGMATIC SAAAAAAAVIOR!"
"No More Heroes" by Slash and Myles Kennedy plays throughout the arena as gold, black and silver pyrotechnics go off. Smoke cover the entrance ramp as Enigmatic Savior walks out.
Patrick Sanders: "So, these two have some history, right?"
Hector Serano: "Bford and Enigmatic Savior don't have any history specific to We Are Wrestling... but going into their history elsewhere would be plumetting down a rabbit-hole of family history, titles, and so on."
He makes his way down to the ring high fiving some fans. He climbs the turnbuckle and looks around the arena. He jumps down.
Patrick Sanders: "Ah, who cares. We've got a match to see!"
Steve Hawkins: "The referee of this match is Anthony Rouse."
Anthony Rouse: "Are... you two ready to fight?..."
Enigmatic Savior nods. Bford lightly slams his fists together.
Patrick Sanders: "What kind of question is that? Of course they're ready!... They'd better be ready! We're at Raising Hell! The big one!"
Anthony Rouse: "Okay... Go! Ring the bell!"
The two wrestlers face off in the center of the ring. Bford lifts up an arm, indicating a Test of Strength. Enigmatic Savior approaches Bford, and strikes him in the neck with a Throat Thrust!
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior comes right out of the gate with a vicious strike! He's not playing any games tonight..."
Enigmatic Savior runs to the ropes, bounces off the top rope, and smashes his feet into Bford with a Springboard Dropkick! Bford is flung to the mat.
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior takes to the air fast and early!"
Enigmatic Savior grabs Bford around the legs and falls backwards, launching Bford to the turnbuckle with a Rocket Launcher! Bford smashes into the turnbuckle and settles there. Enigmatic Savior runs at Bford, does a cartwheel, springs onto his shoulders... But Bford counters the Handspring Hurricanrana with a thunderous Powerbomb, slamming Enigmatic Savior to the mat with great force!
Patrick Sanders: "Boom! That'll make him think twice about that one!"
Hector Serano: "A powerful counter by Bford, and not too early, either. Enigmatic Savior was starting to get on a roll!"
Bford grabs Enigmatic Savior's legs, opens them, and kicks him straight in the groin! The crowd pops.
Hector Serano: "A cheap shot from Bford..."
Patrick Sanders: "Not many wrestlers can do that and keep high relations with their fans... Somehow, Bford does it just fine."
Bford leaps into the air and lands his leg across Enigmatic Savior's throat with a Leg Drop! After flexing for the fans, Bford shuffles excitedly to the corner, where he waits in anticipation...
Hector Serano: "Bford is... waiting."
Patrick Sanders: "Wow. Such stunning commentary, Hec."
Hector Serano: "Not sure what the sarcasm is for, Pat... Play-by-play can only allow for so much embellishment..."
Enigmatic Savior stumbles to his feet. Bford charges at Enigmatic Savior. Bford slams into Enigmatic Savior's gut with his shoulder, driving Enigmatic Savior straight into the opposite turnbuckle. Bford steps onto the second turnbuckle and looks up, posing for the crowd.
Hector Serano: "Bford is preparing for the Ten Punches!"
Patrick Sanders: "Wait, what's Enigmatic Savior doing?"
Enigmatic Savior slips downward, sneaking beneath and past the unknowing Bford. Bford looks down, surprised by Enigmatic Savior's disappearance.
Hector Serano: "He slipped away!"
Enigmatic Savior leaps up and connects with both feet, sending Bford flopping out of the ring with an Over-the-Turnbuckle Dropkick!
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior just knocked Bford straight out of the ring!"
Patrick Sanders: "... is the action coming to us again?"
Enigmatic Savior leaps onto the turnbuckle, poses for the audience, and leaps towards Bford, rotating backwards in mid-air, and finishing off the Skytwister Press out of the ring by slamming into the grounded Bford!
Patrick Sanders: "Whoa!"
Hector Serano: "Bford got hit hard by that high-flying maneuver!"
Anthony Rouse starts the count-out.
...1...
Enigmatic Savior stands up. Enigmatic Savior grabs Bford by the head and leads him over to the commentary tables.
Patrick Sanders: "...Yup. The action is coming to us!"
Enigmatic smashes Bford's head into the announcers' table!
Patrick Sanders: "I could hear that impact."
Hector Serano: "...they're three feet away, Pat."
Enigmatic Savior shoves Bford against the announcers' table and leans against him as he grabs Bford's arm. Enigmatic Savior hyperextends Bford's arm while leaning against the commentary table, executing a Leaning Fujiwara Armbar.
Hector Serano: "Oh! That Fujiwara Armbar could break his arm!"
Bford: "I already know!... You're not helpi- gah! Ow!"
...2...
Bford howls in pain while reaching about for the ropes that don't exist. He accidentally grabs Patrick Sanders by the collar.
Patrick Sanders: "Whoa, whoa! Hey-hey-HEY-..."
Enigmatic Savior pulls Bford's arm further back, causing Bford to yank Patrick Sanders out of his seat!
Patrick Sanders: "AUGH!"
Hector Serano: "Oh God... Pat!"
Bford, struggling, quickly moves away from the table, giving him enough leverage to break free of the hold. Bford flings Patrick Sanders into Enigmatic Savior, knocking both of them to the floor!
Hector Serano: "Oh my god, Pat! Are you okay?!"
...3...
Bford picks Enigmatic Savior up and throws him back into the ring. Bford climbs into the ring. Bford walks to the turnbuckle and crouches down, waiting.
Enigmatic Savior clambers to his feet. Bford launches himself, arm extended, into Enigmatic Savior, knocking him down with a Clothesline!
Patrick Sanders: "ugh..."
Hector Serano: "Welcome back, Pat."
Bford poses for the audience as Enigmatic Savior stumbles back to his feet. Bford bounces off the ropes, runs toward Enigmatic Savior, and leaps at him, hitting him with a spinning elbow!
Patrick Sanders: "What'd I miss?"
Enigmatic Savior groggily stands up, only to stumble into Bford's arms! Bford lifts Enigmatic Savior up and slams him into the mat, finishing off the Bford Combo!
Hector Serano: "Bford just finished the Bford Combo! You know what that means..."
Bford looks around at the crowd, his eyes wide open from sheer adrenaline and aggression. His fans chant:
Bford Fans: "E! D! G!... E! D! G!... E! D! G!... WHOOP! THAT! ASS!"
Bford climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his fist...
Hector Serano: "He's going for the Elbow Drop of Greatness!"
Bford leaps from the top rope... only to have Enigmatic Savior roll out of the way, avoiding the Elbow Drop of Greatness entirely. Bford flops onto the mat, hurting his elbow.
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior avoids the elbow just in time!"
Patrick Sanders: "So, for now, it's the Elbow Drop of Great Failure..."
Enigmatic Savior rises, bounces off the ropes, and runs up to Bford's head, hitting him with a Dropkick. Bford stands up, only to have Enigmatic Savior Irish Whip him against the ropes. Bford bounces off the ropes. Bford runs and attempts a Clothesline, but Enigmatic Savior ducks the clothesline. Bford bounces off the ropes. Enigmatic Savior ducks for a Back Body Drop, but Bford leaps into the air, smashing Enigmatic Savior's back with his feet, executing a Flying Double Stomp and causing Enigmatic Savior to collapse to the mat.
Patrick Sanders: "They're running all over the ring..."
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior was in control of that exchange, but it seems like Bford has the advantage..."
Bford climbs the turnbuckle. Enigmatic Savior gets to his feet. Enigmatic Saviornotices Bford on the turnbuckle, races over, and leaps onto the top rope!
Patrick Sanders: "Looks like it's going to be a battle on the top turnbuckle..."
Enigmatic Savior leaps even higher, wrapping his legs around Bford's head. Bford counters the Super Hurricanrana by shoving Enigmatic Savior off. Enigmatic Savior falls off the turnbuckle, but lands on his feet. Bford raises a fist.
Hector Serano: "Bford avoids the Hurricanrana off the turnbuckle... he may be going for a high-flying move of his own!"
Bford leaps from the turnbuckle, arm outstretched. Enigmatic Savior rolls out of the way, causing Bford to miss the Flying Clothesline.
Patrick Sanders: "He misses!"
Bford turns around... and gets hit in the throat by Enigmatic Savior's Sudden Impact Superkick!
Patrick Sanders: "What?! Whoa!"
Hector Serano: "Out of nowhere! A Sudden Impact Superkick! Out of absolute thin air! Where in the world did Enigmatic Savior pull that from?"
Enigmatic Savior goes for the pin.
...1...
...2...
Bford throws Enigmatic Savior off!
Patrick Sanders: "... but Bford kicks out with authority."
Bford rises to his feet, beating his chest in anger!
Hector Serano: "Bford's anger and adrenaline seems to be rising..."
Enigmatic Savior throws a punch. Bford catches the punch, and throws one of his own, throwing Enigmatic Savior completely off-balance.
Patrick Sanders: "He's coming back..."
Bford bounces off the ropes, charges the leg... but Enigmatic Savior avoids the kicking motion.
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior dodges the Bford and After just in time!"
Enigmatic Savior hits the stumbling Bford with a Roundhouse Kick, knocking him to the ground. Enigmatic Savior hops onto the top turnbuckle.
Patrick Sanders: "Enigmatic Savior looks like he wants to fly with the birds..."
Enigmatic Savior prepares himself... he leaps, performing a frontflip... and another, landing back-first on Bford with an Enigmaticution!
Hector Serano: "Enigmaticution! What a difficult move to pull off!"
Enigmatic Savior goes for the pin.
Patrick Sanders: "... but is it really enough for a pin?"
...1...
...2...
...3-
Bford kicks out at the last moment! Anthony Rouse calls for the match to continue.
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior gets a near-fall. This match was almost over!"
Patrick Sanders: "Bford has to watch out..."
Enigmatic Savior grabs Bford by the head and lifts him up to his feet. Enigmatic Savior locks Bford in a front headlock, twists his neck... but Bford pushes Enigmatic Savior away, stopping the Enigmaticator.
Hector Serano: "Bford narrowly avoids defeat yet again! That Enigmaticator could've ended him right then and there!"
Enigmatic Savior bounces off the ropes. Enigmatic Savior runs at Bford, arm outstretched. Suddenly, Bford ducks the clothesline and flanks his arm across Enigmatic Savior's chest...
Patrick Sanders: "Uh oh..."
Bford lifts Enigmatic Savior up in a Spinebuster fashion... but Enigmatic Savior counters the C4 Bomb by wrapping his arm around Bford's head and falling to the mat with a DDT! Bford has a cut!
Hector Serano: "What a counter! Enigmatic Savior avoids what could've cost him the match!"
Patrick Sanders: "It looks like Bford got busted open too!"
Enigmatic Savior grabs Bford by the ankle and twists, locking in the Ankle Lock.
Hector Serano: "And Enigmatic Savior cranks up the... Ankle Lock?"
Patrick Sanders: "That's not a normal move in his arsenal... Enigmatic Savior is really throwing moves at the wall to see what sticks here."
Bford cringes and stretches for the ropes. Bford begins to crawl, but Enigmatic Savior yanks him back!
Hector Serano: "Enigmatic Savior seems very adamant about this submission hold."
Bford pushes against the ground with his hands, fighting to lift the rest of his body with the limited leverage.
Hector Serano: "Bford's looking for a different way to fight back..."
Bford contracts and extends his arms, pushing his body back and launching his uninhibited foot straight into Enigmatic Savior's jaw, knocking him away and releasing the hold!
Patrick Sanders: "Blam! That's how you get out of a hold!"
Bford crawls to the ropes and uses them to climb to his feet. Enigmatic Savior runs at Bford... but Bford lifts the running Enigmatic Savior, dropping him onto the top rope with an Atomic Drop!
Hector Serano: "Ouch! Enigmatic Savior was just sat down straight on top of the ropes!"
Patrick Sanders: "Is that not considered "dirty"? Bford's fans are eating that up!"
Enigmatic Savior is sitting painfully on the top rope. Bford bounces off the opposite ropes, runs at Enigmatic Savior... and sends his leg straight into him with a thunderous Bford and After, causing Enigmatic Savior to tumble over the ropes!
Hector Serano: "The Bford and After! Enigmatic Savior was sent careening from that shot!"
Enigmatic Savior lands on the apron, gripping onto the top rope. Bford grabs the woozy Enigmatic Savior and lifts him uncerimoniously into the ring, dropping him onto the mat.
Patrick Sanders: "Bford's not done with him yet..."
Bford looks at Enigmatic Savior, then looks at the crowd. His fans cheer, knowing what comes next.
Hector Serano: "Bford could be going for his high-flying finisher..."
Bford leaps onto the top turnbuckle... Bford leaps at Enigmatic Savior, leg extended... and crashes his leg across Enigmatic Savior's neck with a destructive Starstruck Leg Drop!
Hector Serano: "... and he connects! Starstruck Leg Drop!"
Patrick Sanders: "Right across the neck! That looked painful!"
Bford goes for the pin.
...1...
...2...
...3...
Anthony Rouse: "The match is over! Ring the bell!"
Steve Hawkins: "Here's your winner... BFOOOOOOOOOOOORD!"
Hector Serano: "What a match! A hard-fought battle from both sides, but, in the end, Bford definitely deserved to win that match. Don't you agree, Pat?"
Patrick Sanders: "..."
Hector Serano: "... right. For anyone just now tuning in, please forgive Patrick for withholding his enthusiasm... Bford... kind of... used him as a weapon."
Patrick Sanders: "It was... a varied match. Lots of high-flying moves, some lifts and throws and power moves, and even a few submission holds."
Hector Serano: "Despite Enigmatic Savior's talents in all of those categories and more, Bford proved to be the more consistent of the two... and the more aggressive!"
Patrick Sanders: "Bford has, in my book, at least, proved his ability to be more than just a legend from another federation - he's a definite threat within We Are Wrestling as well."
"Come On" by waterproof blonde as the crowd boos him. A spotlight falls on him who is standing on the ramp. He wears a long trenchcoat with a hood which almost covers his entire face. He enters the ring resisting all the boos and quickly grabs a mic from the outside and takes a steel chair
Hector Serano: "What is he going to do with that chair? I have no idea."
Patrick Sanders: "I too have no idea. Is he gonna beat someone again?"
Hector Serano: "Pat i think you are afraid because he hit you in the face."
Patrick Sanders: "Shut up Hec
"
Chriz Zane sets the chair in the ring and sits on it. He starts to speak after clearing his throat
Chriz Zane: "You all saw what happened last night. I lost to the wall."
The crowd erupts a huge cheer for the Wall.
Chriz Zane: "Shut up your (censored) mouth. I cant take this anymore. I suffered two straight loses that my opponents dont deserve. Rex defeated me with a roll-up in which he struck me without and notice and for wall? Well he did beat me...
"
Chriz Zane ducks his head down as the crowd starts booing him and the crowd chants "You are weak","You are weak". Chriz Zane acts as if he heeds their words and starts to speak
Chriz Zane:"Yes the wall DID defeat me. But I wasnt giving my best. Well i was giving my best but something went wrong. It felt like I was having a war between myself than having with the Wall. I did not concentrate so that must me unfair right?
"
Crowd: "No!! No!! No!!"
Patrick Sanders: Well Zane lost that match. The only person he must blame must be himself.
"
Hector Serano: I agree with you Pat. I think that loss did hurt him a lot. Thats why he is giving this mich excuses.
"
Chriz Zane:"So i am sitting in the middle of the ring at the PPV Rising Hell right? I have taken enough what has happened to me this long. My route was very rough. But now I have understood myself that I have to bring the tools and make the route smooth before It reaches a dead end. Tonight I still have a match in a fatal 4 first blood elimination match that you people think it will be the greatest match tonight. Many people., I mean many people think that since I have lost against Rex and the Wall you think I would be the first man eliminated. But Ill prove all of them wrong. I will be the star on top of the christmas tree. I will be the Brightest star that ever shown in this universe. And I will be the Lion in the forest because I put all stakes in this match. I will win and make all your intentions wrong. I will never be the same again.
"
Chriz Zane throws the mic and takes the steel chair and throws it on the commentary table as crowd boos him and his theme song plays and walks back
Patrick Sanders: "Hec are you alright?
"
Hector Serano: "Yes only hit the hand but Im good. Very tough words thrown out by Chriz Zane."
Patrick Sanders: "Yes, Zane is shaken a lot. Two consecutive loses. I think that kills him.
"
Hector Serano: "Yes that does for sure. I hope he does something in the match.
"
Suddenly the song 'We Own It' by Wiz Khalifa and 2 Chainz starts playing in the arena. A huge roar goes up as the wildly popular superstar "The Wall", in his customary bling and with his diamond knucklebuster on appears on camera backstage.
The fans starts chanting in unison: Supa! Hot! Fire!!.... Supa! Hot! Fire!!
The Wall: "Wassup Chris !! Ya, Im sorry about interrupting your monologue, but the audience was getting restless booing, so I decided to give them some reason to cheer. That right, folks?
"
The fans set up a huge cheer for the Wall.
The Wall: "So, coming back, I wanted to say that since you said that you could not fight at your full potential, I would like to add that I wasn't stretched to my full potential anyway. So if you feel you've conquered yourself completely, and feel like a rematch, you know Im ready ! And if people upstairs decide to act on my orginal demand for a 'Last Blood' match, well ......(admires his diamond knucklebuster and starts laughing). As for the Fatal Four-Way first blood elimination tonight, well ......(starts laughing again)."
Chriz Zane snaches the mic from the wall as the crowd boos him. He starts to speak
Chriz Zane: "Well wall i know you think youre better than me but the truth is you are not. You still can't understand who I am. Im the right hand of devil and the only reason I lost to you last week is because i was afraid that my beating would be intense in this stupid TV channel and had to limit myself. So If i had shown my full potential you probally would not have been standing in this ring such easily. But unfortunately Wall, Even if I cut you I will destroy you. And Wall I request a rematch after what happened last week. I want a match against you in the first show of the next season in a last blood match. I hope you are not a crybaby to throw my request.And I dont care if Neal agrees or not. If he does not, then this will be an unofficial brawl. So what do you say? Remain as a crybaby?"
The Wall: "Exactly what i wanted, dude ! I like the sound of that. I say, bring it, yo !! I'll be looking forward to this, especially the last blood match. Well, we all know the outcome though, dont we ? (motions to the audience)
"
Crowd: "Supa! Hot! Fire!!......Supa! Hot! Fire!!"
The camera fades to black.
Steve Hawkins: "The following contest is a Three Stages Of Hell Match!"
The crowd bursts out with a huge cheer.
Hector Serano: "One of the most anticipated matches in WAW history. These two young bright stars started hating on each other from the very first time they squared off, back in the third week's show of first season."
Patrick Sanders: "To be more precise, Jon became quite obsessed with Jay after the Florida's own won their match fair and square"
Steve Hawkins: "Introducing first, from Cincinnati Ohio, standing at 6'3'' feet tall, weighing in 224 lbs, JOOOOOON MOOOOOOXLEEEEEYYYYYY!"
"War of Change" by Thousand Foot Krutch starts playing over the UIC Pavilion, as Jon Moxley walks to the ring between the ramps. As he jumps over the barricade and climbs the steps, another man jumps from between the fans and sends Moxley head first on the steel post.
Hector Serano: "Hey that's Jay Douglas!"
Patrick Sanders: "No need for more introductions Steve, get out of that ring!"
Hector Serano: "So let's remember how this match works. The first stage is a table match, ou drive your opponent into one of these tables surronding the ring and you win it."
Patrick Sanders: "The second one is a Falls Count Anywhere. That means that these guys will lead us to a free tour of the UIC Pavilion while they beat the hell out of each other. And whoever pins the opponent everyhere in the Arena, gets the second point"
Hector Serano: "If at that moment they will be 1 point even, they are supposed to get back into the ring for the final round, who's going to be contested under Last man Standing rules. This means that whoever can incapacitate the opponent to answer a ten count is the winner. So get ready WAW, this is going to be a long match!"
Patrick Sanders: "Or maybe not... The first table comes in play early!"
After pummeling Moxley all over the ringside area, Jay tosses him in the ring, and goes back in the ring with a table, placing it in a corner, and irish whips Jon towards him. The Cincinnati wrestler is able to slides out of the ring avoiding the impact with the table. Douglas follows him outside but he gets kicked in the stomach by his opponent who now grabs him by an arm and tosses him on the barricades, charging at him with a clothesline.
Patrick Sanders: "Just to inform you guys, that stage is next, you're now still in the tables match!"
The two wrestlers are still brawling on the outside with Jay getting a small advantage andsmashing his opponent's head on the apron ring. Douglas now lifts him in a front powerslam and looks at the announcer's table.
Patrick Sanders: "Don't do it, Jay, this one doesn't count to win the match..."
Jay slams Moxley on the announcer's table, who doesn't break.
Patrick Sanders: "Thank God our table is still in one piece!"
After some elbow shots to the chest, Jay throws the opponent back in the ring before picking up a second table and sliding it into the ring. He sets the table up and places Moxley on it, climbing to the second rope ready to jump on him. Moxley slides down of the table, forcing Douglas to change his gameplan. As Jay gets closer to him, he pushes the table down to the mat, and hits him with a low blow.
Hector Serano: "Another shortcut taken by Jon Moxley. And the referee can't do anything but let it go!"
Moxley punches Jay with a series of quick jabs, circling around the stunned opponent. Moxley raises his fist in the air, taunting the crowd before delivering the final blow. Jay anticipates him with a superkick that sends Moxley on the ropes. As he bounces back, Jon spins and connects a discus forearm on Jay, who's now standing groggily in front of him. After connecting a neckbreaker, Jon walks back to the corner and waits for Jay to get back on his feet. Once the Florida's wrestler is up again, Moxley charges at him and hits a dropkick.
Hector Serano: "Right now Jon Moxley is controlling the pace in this very even contest. And look, he's setting up the table!"
Jon picks up the table he was laying before, and sets it up three-quarter way on the ring, right under the corner in front of another table that's laying on the turnbuckle. As he picks up Jay, he got caught by an arm and irish whipped with his back against the table. Jay Douglas charges at him and jumps with a Stinger Splash, but Moxley moves away, as Jay crashes on the table breaking it in half!"
Patrick Sanders: "What? Did Jay just commited a sporting suicide, giving the first point to Moxley?"
Hector Serano: "I don't believe Pat.. Look the referee is telling Jon that the rule says that he must drive his opponent through a table to be awarded with the point!"
Moxley then drags the opponent back to the ring and, after a quick look on his back, he connects a suplex dropping Jay Douglas on the table and breaking it in half.
Hector Serano: "Now the first stage is over.."
Steve Hawkins: The winner of the First Stage is JON MOXLEY. Right now, Next will be wrestled under the Falls Count Anywhere rules."
Jon kicks Jay hard on the ribs, making him roll out of the ring. As the opponent is down on the floor, Moxley exits from over the second rope and stands on the apron, pointing at Douglas and jumping on him with a double foot stomp, hooking the leg right after.
...1...
...2...
Jay kicks out. Jon picks him up and grabs him by his hand, rish whipping him on the barricade. Douglas is able to reverse it and quickly charges Moxley, as soon as his back hits the barrier. Moxley bend down and back body drops him over the barricade and through the fans.
Patrick Sanders: "WAW really brings the action to his fans!"
Hector Serano: "That was a nasty landing for Douglas.. That part of the Arena floor has no protections, just pure concrete!"
Moxley jumps over the barrier mocking the crowd booing him and stomps Jay before picking him up and dragging him towards an exit; Elijah Mitchell is following from a close distance. Some fans are extending their hands patting both men in the back showing their appreciation for what they're seeing. Jon stops halfway on the ramp and grabs the hopponent in a side headlock, punching him multiple times in the face. Jay seems helpless and unable to find a counter to Moxley's offence, but suddenly he grabs some pop corn from a fans and throws them in Jon's eyes, creating some separation and counterattacking with some punches on the stomach and the rib cage area.
Patrick Sanders: "Some innovative offence from the Florida Kid.. I'm pretty sure that it was Sam Haff who taught him that trick"
Jay grabs the opponent by the hair and drops him face first on the steps.
Hector Serano: "I knew that Jay did noy like Jon's face, but that was kinda a hard way to change it!"
Jay grabs the laying opponent's arm and drags him up the remaining steps, smiling at each and every grunt of pain of the opponent. Once the steps are finished, he picks him up and delivers an european uppercut right behind his chin, and literally tosses him through the exit.
Patrick Sanders: "Watch out back there... A rolling Moxley is on your way!"
The camera follows Jon as he rolls down the exit ramp, then it suddenly cuts to another one in the merchandise area, where Moxley lands badly on his back. Jay follows him with a calm and maybe overconfident pace, the ref is still behind him. Jay now goes for a cover.
...1...
...2...
......
Somehow Moxley lifts a shoulder.
Hector Serano: "Jon is showing how tough he is by kicking out after all the punishment he has suffered."
Patrick Sanders: "Jay should have been faster to go for the cover."
Douglas grabs a box full of Moxley T-Shirts and tosses it over the opponent, hitting him on the already bruised chest. Jay rolls away and tries to get using some prop boxes to lift himself up. As Jay approaches him, Jon kicks him in the gut and walks away, trying to recuperate some energy. But Douglas is immediatly behind him, applying a waist lock and trying a german suplex. Jonny blocks the attempt with his leg and uses the elbow to get free from the hold, and buying some more times, moving into another hallway which we understand from a sign on the wall, leads to the locker room.
Hector Serano: "Jon is hurting, I can tell you... Look at how he's bent forward, he could be suffering some broken ribs!"
Jon passes over a door with GM Office written on it. Douglas grabs him by a shoulder and stops him, forcing him to turn back. After two straight right hands to the face, Jay picks him up from under his armpit and throws him back first on the office door. From inside, we hear Neal's voice.
Neal Stevenson: "Yeah, come in!"
Jay takes a short run and kicks Jon through the door with a big boot. The camera follows the action inside the Office, catching a shocked expression on the General Manager's face.
Neal Stevenson: "What the hell??"
Douglus jumps on the grounded opponent and sits on his chest, punching him on the face.
Jay Douglas: "Hi boss, I just want you to let you know that me and Jon are really appreciating this chance you gave us... Well, maybe he's regretting something right now..."
Neal Stevenson: "That was nice, thanks... now get out of my office!"
Jay picks Jon up by his hair and walks out of the room yelling in his ears.
Jay Douglas: "You heard the boss? Move!"
Neal Stevenson: "And close the door as you l... Nevermind!"
Jon is slowly recuperating his forces, and he now figths back Jay's attacks. They pass through all the locker room area, with some of the WAW superstar looking at them and cheering for either man and finally they reach the entrance stage.
Patrick Sanders: "Hey, they're back!"
Jay blocks Jon's right hook and kicks his opponent twice on the right leg, then again two times on the right one before hitting him with a huge Roundhouse Kick to the side of the head.
Hector Serano: "Jay's back in control with the Douglas Style!"
He then carries the opponent over his shoulders in a fireman carry position and throws the opponent on the area right in front of the stage, 4 feet under.
Patrick Sanders: "All the way down in the Jay's Way! I think Moxley is dead!"
Douglas jumps down and hook the motionless' opponent leg.
...1...
...2...
...3...
Steve Hawkins: "The winner of the second stage, JAY DOUGLAS! Whoever will score the last point in a Last Man Standing match, will be declared the winner!"
The crowd is firmly behind Jay Douglas, chanting his name as well as some This is Awesome chants.
Hector Serano: "Both men were wrong.. They are going to need the third stage to find out who's the better man!"
Patrick Sanders: "Right, but at the moment, I think Douglas is in the driver's seat to win it!"
Jay asks the ref to count out Moxley, but Mitchell answers him that they must be inside the ring in order for the match to start. Jay shakes his head and deadlifts Jon, who hasnt moved yet, over his shoulders, heading to the ring.
Hector Serano: "Douglas is not human.. Where is he finding the stength to do this, after the brutal match he has been throug?
Jay rolls his opponent in the ring and enter it soon after. But instead of waiting for the ref to count, he picks him up and lifts him over his head in a Gorilla Press Position, and let him fall down, catching him in mid air with a Cutter.
Patrick Sanders: "The GPC! This match is over!"
The light s go out for some seconds, and when they come back, Douglas is laying right next to his opponent. Mitchell starts a double count.
...1...
...2...
Hector Serano: "Seems lke our masked friend strike again! This match could now ends without a winner!"
...3...
...4...
Crowd: "Bull(censored)! Bull(censored)!"
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Patrick Sanders: "I must agree with the fans... This match can't end like this, Jay had it won!"
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Hector Serano: "Wait Moxley s moving!"
Jon rolls towards the ropes.
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He slides out of the ring landing on his feet and keeping himself up leaning on the apron.
...10...
Elijah Mitchell: "He's out, ring the bell!"
The referee goes out of the ring and raises Jon's hand, while the crowd heavily boos for the outcome of the match.
Steve Hawkins: "The winner of this match, JON MOXLEY!"
Patrick Sanders: "This is ridiculous! I thought we were done with these masked man attacks!"
Hector Serano: "This great match deserved a better end than this! But nonetheless Jon Moxley has finally defeated Douglas, and can now move on to the next chapter of his career."
Patrick Sanders: "I don't know if Jay is done with Moxley, but I'm sure that he already has his next objective clear in his mind. Find out who cost him the match and beat the hell out of him."
Shyla walks down the ramp towards the ring in her "geeky" attire, seemingly embracing who she is at heart. Shyla's entrance theme is "Break" by Two Mix a favorite song of hers from childhood.
The crowd mostly female fans and a few males cheering "Shyla Shyla" fully aware that she cant not physically hear them but the cheering faces should be sufficient to make her feel welcome.
Shyla grabs a microphone from the announcers table and clips it close to her shirt ribbon,she starts waving her hands towards her best friend Faith, whom no one still knows exactly who she looks like.
Shyla: "I wanted to thank everyone in the crowd for embracing who I am, especially you women in the audience. Two weeks ago I sent a letter to another determined female named Raiden Hood, I've seen her over the past few weeks, and can tell she's gone though all the blood and sacrifice the truly passionate wrestlers endure, and Raiden followed suite in submitting her victim Ares like i did Kylon. *Giggles* Raiden I respect the sacrifices you endured to be the woman you are, last week we started a female submission only match, without gimmicks or cheating, I respected you . However Iron Curtain decided to show her colors, and what is wrong with wrestling in general, when she interrupted what was sure to be a classic match. Ms. Curtain, I call you "Ms" because from your attitude will never be married *giggles*, you speak of poison as if it's your friend, however I know otherwise, I just a woman hiding from herself. Curtain you want to act misanthropic,and cold, I truly think you have no idea what "cold"is. Science is a cold mistress not you, your little "pets" are all show, sorry to break it to you honey *Shyla flicks her blue hair back and rest a hand on her hip* tarantulas are non venomous, if you show them respect they will not harm you, nor can they once you come to pass the psychological aspects. You should have never interrupted mine and Raidens match, I maybe a geek and a science freak but you are a woman who hides behind brute force, I ask you Iron what do you know about love? can you wear a skirt? or walk in heels and not fall flat on your nose? "
Shyla walks into the ring while the crow dis silently cheering waiting for her to finish her statement. Shyla sits on the second turnbuckle and in a hyper feminine way crosses her legs showing her thigh muscles to the crowd and Iron.
Shyla: "Iron, you may not fear me, or as you called me a "little lady" but I also do not fear you, it's a shame I wont be able to physically hear you scream when you submit the title to me, *with a girlish giggle* I guess I'll just have to squeeze your skull so hard i can feel your agony in my thighs. You will learn Iron that spiders brute force and venom is not a womans strength, and will realize why I can make even the strongest men cry, while science has unmasked you. If you want after the match I can give you a "finishing school" to be a woman, you might even get a man if i help you, but tonight I will show you how this "geeky schoolgirl" will teach you a womans true strength when i make you submit (but I cant guarantee I will release right away, i can let my girlish ways sink in hehehe) to one of my feminine locks.
"
Shyla in a seductive manner pushes up her glasses, to raving cheers from the women in the crowd, while most men are silent, except the ones who are intoxicated with her. Shyla smirks at Curtain and strikes a feminine pose. Awaiting the entrance of Raiden Hood to start this contest for the women's title. Shyla waits eagerly, returning the microphone from her ribbon, ready for action.
The Iron Curtain waits smirking as Princess Shyla finished her little fit.
The Iron Curtain : "No one knows my pets better than me little lady. Never said they were poisonous. I am and once I deliver you will be looking up from the mat lacking . As for the rest of your education, last I checked we were here for wrestling. I save my sexy lady traits for the off season sweetie. You may be a princess but remember I am the Queen. I'm here now to win. So bring your best and I'll finish the rest."
The Iron Curtain blows a kiss to Princess Shyla... The kiss of poison.
Shyla presses on her shirt ribbon, and then adjusts her silver frame glasses with a smile at the crowd, as Shyla begins to sign a response for her friend Faith.
Shyla: "Curtain I don't think you have a feminine bone in your body *giggles* a great scientist once said "Those who are first to dismiss education, are also the first to fall." seems to fit you quite nicely I think. As you said,yes this is a wrestling match, and I wouldn't want to face you in anything else, nothing quite like beating a brute in a physical contest. So while you may claim to be poisonous, you aren't to me, just a brute in the shape of a woman without any feminine skills or education... perhaps all that "poison" rotted your brain. One last thing Iron, thanks but no thanks for the kiss, even your not masculine enough to kiss me, but I do plan to show you how a real lady does her damage, in a powerful yet feminine way "
Shyla presses a hand against her hip while she makes a big L for loser with her free hand signing to Iron Curtain. Shyla sits femininely on the 2nd turnbuckle while the crowd waits to start this triple threat match.
The Iron Curtain rolls her eyes as she waves her hand.
The Iron Curtain : "Could we please just wrestle already before Princess Shyla bores me to death with these monotonous rantings. "
The Iron Curtain uncharacteristically giggles then laughs loudly.
The Iron Curtain : "Tomorrow's headlines .. Entire wrestling arena - Death by boredom from wrestler's endless banter - The Iron Curtain barely survives and wins the Women's Title !!! Read all about it in the delightfully short and edited article !!!"
The crowd chuckles in amusement, as we cut to commercial.
Steve Hawkins: "The following contest is a Fatal 4-way First Blood Elimination Match. There are no disqualifications, no count-outs and elimination occurs whenever one of the contestant is bleeding. The last man left will be declared as the winner."
Patrick Sanders: "To quote the Police Officer Vahn, there will be blood in this match... A lot of it!"
Hector Serano: "This is going to be brutal. There's no love lost between these four guys, and giving them the chance to beat the hell out of each other with no rules is like inviting them to a party."
Steve Hawkins: "Introducing first, from the middle of nowhere, standing at 6'2'' feet tall, weighing in 259 lbs, CHRIIIIIIIIIIZZZZ ZAAAAAAANEEEEEE!"
Suddenly all lights go dark.The camera faces towards the titan tron where a big spider is seen.His theme song "Come On" by waterproof blonde plays.A tiny spotlight falls on him where he is seen walking towards the ring with a strange smile on his face.He wears a long trench coat.When he enters the ring.the arena is filled in a red light.He removes his trench coat to reveal his strong body.
Patrick Sanders: "Now that Skull has finally been fired, this kid should feel lonely, with only the devil on his side..."
Steve Hawkins: "Introducing next, participant number 2. From the Isle of Skye, Scotland, standing at 6'8'' feet tall, weighing in 300 lbs, REEEEEEXXXXXX ARCHEEEEEERRRRRR!"
Hector Serano: "A lot of ups and downs in this kid's season. From what we saw back at Written In The Stars, I should say that I was expecting something more from him."
Steve Hawkins: "Introducing now, from Where The Sun Doesn't Shine, standing at 5'10'' feet tall, weighing in 200 lbs, the SUPA HOT FIRE, THE WAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLL!"
Patrick Sanders: "The Supa Hot Fire Iz In Da House Baby! And look at him, immediatly going in Zane's face..."
Steve Hawkins: "And now, the final participant in this match. From Transylvania Romania, standing at 5'10'' feet tall, weighing in 225 lbs, the Police Officer of Pro Wrestling, VAAAAHNNN!"
"This Is War" by 30 Seconds To Mars starts playing in the Arena as Vahn comes out on the stage and runs down the ramp, slides in the ring and immediatly throw a fist right to Archer's face, without even waiting for the bell to ring. At the same time, Chriz Zane uses his staff to hit The Wall in the stomach, forcing him to bend down and then striking him on the back.
The ref calls for the bell.
Hector Serano: "And hell just break loose before the match has even started!"
Patrick Sanders: "I was about to say that the referee Anthony Rouse is going to have some hard times to keep things under control, but there are almost no rules in this match... He will be fine I guess..."
Vahn is unleashing his fury with a brutal series of fists right to Archer's unprotected head. Meanwhile The Wall is able to block Zane's shot by grabbing his staff and taking it away from his hands. He then breaks it in half on his knee and tosses the two parts to the outside, before kicking the surprised opponent in the guts and pushing him against the ropes with two devastating uppercuts. As Zane is groggily standing with his back leaning on the ropes, the Wall charges at him with an arm extended, knocking him out of the ring. Behind his back, Vahn has already tossed Rex on the ringside area, and he's now waiting for the Supa Hot Fire to turn back while placing something in his mouth. When the opponent is facing him, he spits a black liquid on his face.
Hector Serano: "Vahn with the Black Mist.. And It's legal!"
Vahn kicks his opponent gut so that once The Wall slouches down in pain, He places his head between his legs and grab his opponents torso.Vahn then jumps in the air and piledrives the opponents head down to the mat landing to a seated position on the mat
Patrick Sanders: "The Game Over! If this one was a one fall match, I think it would already be over!"
Hector Serano: "You're ptobably right, but no pinfalls here tonight.. You have to make someone bleed in order to eliminate him from this contest!"
Out on instinct, The Wall rolls out of the ring and Vahn tries to catch him not noticing that Chriz Zane is back in the squared circle, with a steel chair in hs hands. Rex is slowly getting back with the help of the ropes. Zane smashes the chair on Vahn's skull. The impact is somehow absorbed by the police officer's arm, lifted at the very last second. Chriz paces arounf the knocked down opponent, with a synister smile on his face and dropping the chair on him multiple times. Archer is now standing on the apron ring, ready to get back in action. But the devil worshipper notice it and, after having dropped the chair, he superkicks him, sending the scottish crashing on the announcer's tabel.
Patrick Sanders: "This is nice from Rex to came here at our table just to say hi!"
Hector Serano: "I don't think he's as happy as you are for this unexpected visit..."
The Wall slams Zane on the steel chair with a Death Valley Driver, befor ducking Vahn's right hook and lifting him over his shoulders in a fireman's carry position and dropping him on Chriz' chest.
Crowd: "WALL! WALL! WALL!"
As he's soaking in the crowd's cheering, he doesn't notice that Archer is looking for moething under the ring. The scottish pulls out an extinguisher and unloads his content on The Wall, sliding back in the ring still holding it.
Patrick Sanders: "Nothing better than an extinguisher to put out a fire, even a Supa Hot one!"
A huge white cloud is covering almost everything in the ring, and the cameras have some troubles showing what's going on in the ring. A thud can be heard, and once the smog fades away, The Wall is down on the mat, holding his head in pain. Rex now focus on the police officer, using the extinguisher to hit him in the mid secion dropping him to his knees. Archer lets the extinguisher fall down and seems ready to hit the Final Fatality on Vahn, but Zane hits him with a low blow. He quickly positions the chair next to him and lifts the opponend in a samoan drop clutch. He now moves sideways driving Rex head first on the chair with a DDT.
Hector Serano: "A Stroke Of Inzanity on the chair! That was absolutely insane!"
Patrick Sanders: "...Inzane..."
Crowd: "HOLY (CENSORED)! HOLY (CENSORED)!"
The referee goes closer to Rex, who now rolls over revealing a cut on his forehead.
Steve Hawkins: "Rex Archer has been eliminated!"
Hector Serano: "And that just got the job done. We're down to three men!"
As Archer rolls under the bottom rope, Zane foreruns him on the outside and grabs a phial from the pocket of his trenchcoat, ready to collect his opponent's blood.
Patrick Sanders: "This is disgusting..."
The Wall grabs Zane from his shoulders and tosses head first against the ring post.
Patrick Sanders: "Thanks Wall for interrupting this crap!"
Again the Supa Hot Fire tries to bash his opponent's skull on the steel post, but Zane is able to stop the momentum with his arms strength, connecting a Mule Kick on the Wall's groin.
Hector Serano: "Another forbidden blow by Chriz Zane, who's taking full advantage of the no DQ's rule"
Zane takes out a table from under the ring apron, and sets him up on the outside. He picks up The Wall and places him laying over it, climbing to the ropes and ready to jump on him. Vahne takes a run to the ropes on the opposite side of the ring and dropkicks him on the back, sending him crashing ankwardly on the rapper and through the table. Both men are laying on the floor, and the police officer takes advantage by setting up the ring to inflict more punishment. He wedges in a folded chair between the second and the third rope, and tosses a trash can full of stuff inside the ring, as well as a couple more chairs.
Hector Serano: " I think Vahn has a plan for both Zane and the Wall"
Patrick Sanders: "Do you? I think he's just throwing inside the ring everyting he finds under the ring"
The referee is checking if anyone of the two men has cuts in his body after the impact, and signals that neither one of them has to be eliminated. The crowd is chanting for Vahn, who now drives Zane head first on the steel steps, before dragging The Wall inside the ring stomping him on the back. Vahn smashes the top of the trash can on the opponent head. He then turns the can upside down, letting everything inside it fall on the mat. As Zane is climbng back to the apron ring, Vahn tosses it right on his face, knocking him down once again. Meanwhile, The Wall has recuperate enough energy to connect a dropkick to the police officer's chest. The Supa Hot Fire now grabs a kendo stick and starts punishing Vahn with several shots, untile the stick gets broken in half.
Hector Serano: "A relentless attack from The Wall"
The Wall turns his attention back to Zane, once again on the apron ring, and drags him in between the second and the top rope, holding him wth his feet resting on the rope and his head under his arm, driving him down to the mat with a silver spoon DDT. Not satisfied, he picks him up and throws him on a corner. Chriz is now resting with his back on the turnbuckle when The Wall jumps on the second rope and with his knuckle buster on, he's ready to punch him on the forehead, and eventually eliminate him from the competition. But the police officer sneaks behind him, and lifts him seated over his shoulders. Realizing what's happening, Zane quickly goes on the top rope and dives towards The wall knocking him off from Vahn's shoulders with a Doomsday Device.
Patrick Sanders: "Some double team maneuver from this odd couple!"
As the Wall is rolling over in pain, Zane drops an elbow on him. As he's back on his feet, he gets caught by Vahn, who throws him with his head first on the chair placed in a corner.
Patrick Sanders: "I guess this means their coalition is already over..."
Vahn slides out of the ring and looks for something after it. Seconds later, he seems to finally have found what he was looking for; a small back. Once back on the ring, he flips it upside down, and thumbtacks are now covering a portion of the canvas. He goes back where The Wall is laying down, picks him up and drags him closer to the thumbtacks. The Supa Hot Fire tries a reaction with some punches to the stomach, creating some separation between him and the opponent. Vahn goes for a lariat, ducked by the opponent who now lifts him over his shoulder.
Hector Serano: "Wall is ready for his Big Ending... And it looks like he's going to deliver it over the thumbtacks!"
Patrick Sanders: "Vahn is possibly six feet away from his elimination..."
As the Wall is moving pointing the tacks, soaking in the crowd's adulation, Zane charges at him and breaks him in half with a spear. Vahn falls inches away from the tacks, saving himself from a pretty sure elimination. Chriz holds his opponent grounded with a headlock, using the free hand to take something out of his boot.
Patrick Sanders: "What is Zane holding in his hand? It looks like a screwdriver or something!"
Zane starts pushing it into Wall's forehead, causing him to scream in pain. After some shots and a bit more of scratching, he's finally able to cut the opponent's forehead, eliminating him from the match. After tossing the screwdriver out of the ring, Zane pulls out a phial from another pocket and collect the opponent's blood, raising the phial high in the air, mumbling some unintelligible words.
Patrick Sanders: "I don't know if it was more sick what he did with the Supa Hot Fire, or what he did next with that ritual."
Steve Hawkins: "The Wall has been eliminated."
Zane disrespectfully kicks him out of the ring, not realizing that Vahn is already standing and stalking him behind his back.
Hector Serano: "His obsession for the Wall is about to cost him this match..."
Vahn kicks his opponent gut so that once he slouches down in pain Vahn places his opponents head between his legs and grab his opponents torso. He then jumps in the air and piledrives the opponents head down to the mat ending down to a seated position on the mat. He then yells Game Over at the cheering fans.
Patrick Sanders: "Another Game Over! Lights out for Zane!"
Hector Serano: "Proably, but he's still in this match... Remember no pinfalls tonight!"
Vahn goes once again on the outside and looks for something underneath the ring. He goes back inside holding a bag.
Vahn: "There Will Be Blood!"
Once opened it, he picks out his weapon of choice, Mr Nicestick wrapped in barbwire.
Hector Serano: "Say hello to Mr Nicestick!"
Patrick Sanders: "Old school Vahn!"
Zane is on his knees, as Vahn admires his weapon, before driving it right in Chriz Zane's forehead. Blood starts pouring and the referee calls for the bell.
Steve Hawkins: "Chriz Zane has been eliminated. Therefore, the winner of this match is VAHN!"
Vahn moves behind Chriz' back and starts scratching the barbwire bat on his face, opening the woun. The ref tries to stop him, and in the end, Vahn let him go, watching Chriz Zane fall almost consciousless on the mat.
Hector Serano: "We have a winner, and it's the police officer Vahn!"
Patrick Sanders: "He delivered what he was promising... He's back, and I guess that his bloody road to the top has only just started."
Hector Serano: "Zane did a great job in this match too.. He eliminated both Archer and Wall, but he turns his attention away in the crucial moment, ending up with nothing."
Lights go out across the arena."Poison" by Alice Cooper fills the stadium as strobe lights start flashing. The Iron Curtain appears center arena dressed in black leather. Her two tarantulas crawling her arms to her hands as she reaches out.
The Iron Curtain : "Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the event of the season. The Triple Threat for the Women's Title!!!"
The Iron Curtain pauses and reaches her hand behind her back. As it comes back around a third larger tarantula is revealed. She raises it high.
The Iron Curtain : " I introduce you all to my favorite pet, Cyanide, reserved for very special occasions!! And this is a very special night!!! My first American title !!!!"
The Iron Curtain walks to the cage placing her pets in kissing Cyanide before placing him inside. She walks back to the center of the ring addressing the crowd.
The Iron Curtain licks her lips : "Mmm the sweet taste of poison I shall deliver tonight when I paralyze my opponents claiming the Title Belt!!!! "
The Iron Curtain approaches the ropes giving Hector a wicked grin.
The Iron Curtain : "Sweet Hector, tonight when I put on that belt I expect an answer to the proposition I gave you weeks ago. And I believe the fans agree!! Fans let Hector know your excitement tonight!!! Let's hear poison leaving your lips!!!"
The crowd chanting "Poison!! Poison!!"
The Iron Curtain goes to the turnbuckle.
The Iron Curtain : "Tonight two women will fall and I will be left standing!!! Your champion !!!!"
The crowd goes wild as The Iron Curtain laughs diabolically fireworks going off behind her.
Steve Hawkins: "The following Triple Threat Match is for the WAW Women’s Championship! Already in the ring, from Russia… standing at 5 feet, 8 inches… weighing 150 pounds… THE IRON CURTAAAAAAAAAIN!”
Steve Hawkins: "On her way to the ring… from Boston, Massachusetts… standing in at 5 feet, 5 inches… weighing 115 pounds… “LITTLE RED” RAIDEN HOOOOOOOOOD!”
“Rocket” by Goldfrapp plays over the speakers as Raiden Hood skips down to the ring wearing a red cape and hood. She steps up the turnbuckle stairs, smiling all the while. Once in the ring, Raiden Hood blows air-kisses at her cheering fans.
Steve Hawkins: "And their opponent… from Kyoto, Japan… at 5 feet, 3 inches and 118 pounds… PRINCESS SHYLAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
Princess Shyla skips down to the ring to an assortment of cheers, mostly coming from the female audience.
Princess Shyla slides into the ring, standing up and looking directly at The Iron Curtain.
Steve Hawkins: "And your referee for this match… Anthony Rouse!”
Anthony Rouse: “Okay, so… This fight is a Triple Threat match… so, the first pin or submission wins the match, alright? Disqualifications are still in play, so I want a clean match… All right?... All right. Ring the bell!”
The bell rings. Nobody moves.
Raiden Hood and Princess Shyla look at each other. They nod.
Raiden Hood runs at The Iron Curtain while Princess Shyla tries to get behind The Iron Curtain. Raiden Hood kicks upwards with an Axe Kick, but The Iron Curtain catches the foot and shoves her away! Princess Shyla sneaks up to The Iron Curtain and kicks her in the back of the knee. The Iron Curtain is unaffected, and grabs Princess Shyla by the throat.
The Iron Curtain lifts Princess Shyla up by the neck and throws her down with a Chokeslam!
Raiden Hood throws herself at the back of The Iron Curtain’s legs, knocking her down to her knees! Raiden Hood gets behind The Iron Curtain, grabs her arm, and wraps it around her head, choking The Iron Curtain with a Buffalo Sleeper Hold. Princess Shyla gets up and approaches the struggling Iron Curtain, obviously angry.
Princess Shyla slaps The Iron Curtain in the face. The crowd pops! Princess Shyla hits The Iron Curtain with a Forearm Smash. The Iron Curtain struggles to free herself from Raiden Hood’s hold.
Princess Shyla grabs The Iron Curtain by the head and pushes inwards, applying the Brain Squeezer! The Iron Curtain uses her free arm to try and pry Princess Shyla’s hands off her head.
The Iron Curtain continues to struggle against the simultaneous submission holds. Princess Shyla ramps up the pressure. The Iron Curtain yelps in pain!
The Iron Curtain shakily extends her knees, trying to rise to her feet.
The Iron Curtain stands up, lifting the shorter Raiden Hood up with her! The Iron Curtain shoves Princess Shyla away with her free hand. The Iron Curtain falls backwards, slamming Raiden Hood down to the mat!
The Iron Curtain gets up, still groggy. Princess Shyla kicks The Iron Curtain in the stomach, knocking her to one knee. Princess Shyla bounces off the opposite ropes, runs at the bent over Iron Curtain, grabs her by the head and slams her to the mat with a Bulldog. Princess Shyla drops her knee on The Iron Curtain’s head.
Raiden Hood gets up. Raiden Hood grabs The Iron Curtain’s leg… and locks it in a Wolf’s Trap!
Princess Shyla sits The Iron Curtain up and pulls her back in a Sitting Headlock. The Iron Curtain is caught in two simultaneous submission holds!
The Iron Curtain throws her arms around, just managing to grab Princess Shyla’s hair with one hand.
The Iron Curtain grabs Princess Shyla’s arm and tries to yank it away from her head. The Iron Curtain struggles and eventually manages to break free of the hold. Raiden Hood applies more pressure, causing The Iron Curtain to seize up, giving Princess Shyla enough time to grab her in a Sleeper Hold!
The Iron Curtain grabs Princess Shyla’s arms and kicks around at Raiden Hood, trying to break free from the submission holds.
The Iron Curtain’s kicking begins to lose steam.
The Iron Curtain stops moving entirely. Princess Shyla lets go, causing The Iron Curtain’s head to flop to the mat. Raiden Hood also releases her hold, standing up.
Princess Shyla and Raiden Hood walk to the center of the ring. They turn to face one another, sizing each other up.
Princess Shyla and Raiden Hood lock up. Raiden Hood throws a punch. Princess Shyla ducks the punch, grabs Raiden Hood by the back, and sends her knee into Raiden Hood’s gut. Princess Shyla grabs the bent-over Raiden Hood by the hips and tosses her with a Gutwrench Suplex!
Raiden Hood clambers to her feet. Princess Shyla goes for a Forearm Smash, but Raiden Hood catches her by the wrist and kicks her in the stomach. Princess Shyla falls to one knee. Raiden Hood, still holding onto Princess Shyla’s wrist, kicks off Princess Shyla’s extended knee, wrapping a leg over Princess Shyla’s arm and falling to the mat, locking in an impressive Enzuigiri Armbar!
Princess Shyla rolls backwards, slipping her arm free of the Armbar, rolling Raiden Hood onto her back, and smoothly transitioning into an Ankle Hold, wrenching at Raiden Hood’s left foot.
Raiden Hood reaches for the ropes… she misses. Princess Shyla drags Raiden Hood away from the ropes. Princess Shyla accidentally brings Raiden Hood too close to an adjacent edge of the ring, allowing Raiden Hood to grab the bottom rope there. Anthony Rouse calls for a rope break, and Princess Shyla obliges.
Raiden Hood slowly rises to her feet. Princess Shyla climbs the turnbuckle. Suddenly, The Iron Curtain springs to her feet!
Princess Shyla sees The Iron Curtain and leaps toward her… But The Iron Curtain reverses the Flying Hurricanrana, and catches her in a Powerbomb position… but Princess Shyla locks her thighs together, performing an impromptu raised Princess Lock!
The Iron Curtain screams from the pressure and stumbles forward, allowing Princess Shyla to reach behind and use the turnbuckle as leverage!
Anthony Rouse checks The Iron Curtain, who appears to be on the verge of tapping out!
Raiden Hood races toward the other fighters, chopping at Princess Shyla’s legs and loosening the hold!
The Iron Curtain yanks Princess Shyla away from the turnbuckle - still holding Princess Shyla on her shoulders - and launches Princess Shyla over the ropes with a Powerbomb out of the ring!
Raiden Hood runs towards The Iron Curtain. The Iron Curtain ducks down, grabs Raiden Hood by the legs, and rises, launching Raiden Hood out of the ring with a Back Body Drop over the ropes!
The Iron Curtain casually exits the ring. Anthony Rouse begins the count-out.
…1…
Princess Shyla uses the announcers’ table to help her stand up. The Iron Curtain grabs Princess Shyla by the head and slams it into the announcers’ table! Princess Shyla has a cut!
Raiden Hood gets to her feet. The Iron Curtain grabs Raiden Hood by the head… but Raiden Hood reaches out her arms and catches herself on the commentary table, fighting back against The Iron Curtain with an elbow to the midsection. The Iron Curtain wraps her arm over Raiden Hood’s head, flops Raiden Hood’s arm over her own head, lifts Raiden Hood up, and launches Raiden Hood backwards with a Suplex into the Steel Steps!
…2…
Princess Shyla stands up and leaps onto the commentary table.
The Iron Curtain walks over to the commentary table. Princess Shyla leaps toward The Iron Curtain, arms raised above her head, but The Iron Curtain catches Princess Shyla and unceremoniously throws her over the announcers’ table, causing Princess Shyla to crash into Patrick Sanders!
The Iron Curtain menacingly strides toward Raiden Hood, who scrambles up the steps and stumbles into the ring.
…3…
The Iron Curtain enters the ring. Princess Shyla is left outside the ring.
The Iron Curtain walks toward Raiden Hood, who tries to strategize a plan. Raiden Hood runs at The Iron Curtain and drops down, hitting her in the legs with a low Dropkick. The Iron Curtain stumbles into the turnbuckle. Raiden Hood races toward The Iron Curtain and leaps onto the second turnbuckle.
…4…
Raiden Hood grabs The Iron Curtain by the head and drops off the second rope, kicking towards The Iron Curtain’s gut and rolling backwards, launching The Iron Curtain with a Monkey Flip!
Raiden Hood runs toward the grounded Iron Curtain and leaps onto her back with one knee, yanking back on her arms while pressing her torso into the mat with a uniquely-modified Surfboard Stretch.
…5…
Princess Shyla stumbles to her feet. Iron Curtain is completely pinned down by Raiden Hood’s move, but isn’t in any noticeable pain.
Princess Shyla slides into the ring. Princess Shyla runs at Raiden Hood and hits her in the back, breaking the hold.
Princess Shyla grabs Raiden Hood by the hair and drags her to the turnbuckle. Princess Shyla throws a leg up and uses her foot to choke Raiden Hood in the corner! Raiden Hood flails trying to fight back.
Anthony Rouse yells at Princess Shyla to break the choke! Princess Shyla continues choking Raiden Hood as The Iron Curtain stands up. Anthony Rouse continues trying to get Princess Shyla’s attention.
The Iron Curtain walks to the turnbuckle sheltering her box of tarantulas. The turnbuckle is opposite to the one Raiden Hood is being choked against, where Anthony Rouse is starting to get physical trying to break up the action.
The Iron Curtain opens her box and pulls her tarantulas out of their cage.
The Iron Curtain throws the tarantulas at the distracted Anthony Rouse! Anthony Rouse freaks out and beginnings howling and rolling around on the mat!
Princess Shyla releases her Foot Choke. Raiden Hood slumps to the mat. The Iron Curtain picks up the empty tarantula cage.
The Iron Curtain swings the tarantula cage… and connects with Princess Shyla’s skull! Princess Shyla is bleeding profusely!
Raiden Hood shakily rises to her feet. Several ring crewmembers arrive to help remove the tarantulas from Anthony Rouse.
The Iron Curtain waits patiently by the turnbuckle. Raiden Hood stumbles into the center of the ring. The Iron Curtain suddenly sprints at Raiden Hood, driving her shoulder directly into Raiden Hood’s stomach, knocking her down with a vicious Devourer!
The Iron Curtain goes for the pin.
… The Iron Curtain gets up, grabs the perturbed Anthony Rouse by the collar and shakes him, demanding for him to count the pin!
The Iron Curtain goes for the pin.
…1…
…2…
…3…
Anthony Rouse: “Okay, match over. Ring the bell!”
Till I Colapse by Eminem is blasting in the speakers. The camera zooms in the entrance of the stage where Morteth and his white wolf make their appearances, smoke floods the ramp. Morteth as usually wearing black jeans, an white t-shirt and white sneakers, moves slowly toward the ring followed by Grivei. Slides in the ring and looks at the fans and applause towards them as his wolf circle the ring and goes near the commentators table and sits. Morteth ask for a mic.
The arena is trembling by the noise made by fans cheering for Morteth.
Crowd: "MORT...TETH, clap clap MORT...TETH."
Morteth: "Good evening, and finally WELCOME to the RAISING HELL PPV. Tonight i have a shot to get the WAW HEAVYWEIGHT Championship, THE KING Duke Badass vs THE WOLFBOY Morteth."
Morteth lifts a arm in the air showing he has goosebumps.
Morteh: "Yeah i'm incredible excited about this match tonight, i think you all feel the electricity in the air created by match, it floods the arena and makes us all be on our edge. When i came here i promised i will give it all in this ring and tonight i plan to go berserk and with your help we will have one of the most entertaining matches in WAW history."
Morteth thakes a break looking around the arena.
Morteth: "People around here might think i have NO CHANCE against him, but i prove i can take on everyone in this fed and after the tonight match they will have to recognize that i'm among the best, that i give all bit of strenght i have to beat my opponent, win or lose i don't care as long my fans are happy and i'm 100% certain that tonight you will get the absolute best MORTETH possible and tonight two unstoppable forces collide and only one will stand tall at the end of our match."
Morteth drops the mic as Till I Collapse by Eminem blasts in the speakers.
Hector Serano: "We are now seconds away from the biggest match of this amazing night!"
Patrick Sanders: "This night has been amazing.. We already saw a title changing hands, and two, or better three new champions have been crowned.. Can Duke retain his championship from the assault of the undefeated WolfBoy?"
Hector Serano: "The champ looked pretty confident earlier, maybe too overconfident... As you said, Morteth never lost a match in his career here in WAW, and should be considered a serious threat"
Patrick Sanders: "You know Hec, as much as I like Morteth, I honestly don't know if he's ready for such a big stage... Sure he had an impressive run thus far, but he never faced someone like Duke.. In the end I think that the experience edge of the champ will make the difference tonight!"
Hector Serano: "That's a good point, but I can't stop thinking at his words... He looks already too focused on who will the next challenger be, not considering who's facing tonight. I think that if Morteth uses this as his advantage, he can possibly pull out a major upset, and walk out of the match with the big prize. Right now, let's go to Wonderful Steve for the introductions.
Steve Hawkins: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following is your Main Event of the evening, and it's a Hell In A Cell Match for the WAW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!"
A deafening roar from the fans shake the Arena's walls, as the lights dim out. The only enlightened part is the steel structure, hanging over the ring.
Steve Hawkins: "Introducing first, the challenger. From Constanta Romania, standing at 6'3'' feet tall, weighing in 187 pounds, MOOOOORTEEEEEEEETH!!!!"
Till I Colapse by Eminem is blasting in the speakers. The camera zooms in the entrance of the stage where Morteth and his white wolf make their appearances, smoke floods the ramp. Morteth as usually wearing black jeans, an white t-shirt and white sneakers, moves slowly toward the ring followed by Grivei. Slides in the ring and looks at the fans and applause towards them as his wolf circle the ring and goes near the commentators table and sits.
Steve Hawkins: "And his opponent, from Philadelphia Pennsylvania, standing at 6'5'' feet tall, weighing in 250 lbs, he is the reigning and defending WAW Heavyweight Champion, DUUUUUKEEE BADAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSS!"
"Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin blares through the speakers, as the champion walks to the ring, his title resting on the shoulder. He's confident as always as he enters the squared curcle, hearing at the splitted crowd's chant.
Steve Hawkins: "The man in charge for this main event is WAW senior official, Elijah Mitchell."
As Steve exit the ring, the Cell is slowly lowered over the ring. The almost dark Arena is suddenly enlightened by thousands of flashes from the fans. Duke is following the steel structure with his eyes, until it touches the floor. Morteth is still looking around, amazed and excited about performing in front of such an amazing crowd.
Elijah Mitchell: "Champ, are you ready?"
Duke nods
Elijah Mitchell: "Morteth, are you ready? Morteth?"
The wolf boy shake himself and takes a step to Duke, extending his hand towards him. Duke smiles full of confidence, before accepting the handshake. The referee calls for the opening bell.
Hector Serano: "A great show of sportsmanship and respect to start things off"
Patrick Sanders: "Sportsmanship? That's for sure... Respect? I don't know, Duke still looks like he's tinking Morteth isn't a big threat for him."
Duke turns his back to the opponent, and takes some step in the opposite direction before suddnly turn once again and going for a lariat. Morteth Ducks it and grabs the champion's arms, pinning him with a Backslide.
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...2...
Duke kicks out and Morteth gesture him with his thumb and index, that he was this close to the 3 count
Hector Serano: "Duke tried to catch Morteth off guard, but the wolf boy proved that he should be taken seriously by the champion"
Duke slaps him on the face. Morteth takes it with a smile and chops him twice on the chest. Duke reacts with a middle kick but the wolf boy blocks it and pushes the leg aside, causing the champ to spin. The challenger hits a neckbreaker and quickly goes over Badass.
...1...
Duke pushes him away with authority.
Patrick Sanders: "You'll need way more than this to keep him down!"
Hector Serano: "Indeed, but these are all signals to the champion... There's a reason why Morteth is still undefeated."
As the champion stands up, Mort knocks him down again with a beautiful standing dropkick. Duke rolls under the bottom rope and paces in the area between the ring and the cage, regrouping his ideas.
Patrick Sanders: "The champ must rethink his strategy"
Morteth wastes no time and after gaining speed from the ropes, goes for a baseball slide. The champ moves away avoiding the impact and connects with an european uppercut, grabbing his arm right after and irish whipping the wolf boy against the cage wall. Morteth lifts his boot and blocks the impact, connecting a back elbow to the charging champ.leveling him with a clothesline. As Duke is back up, he's able to block a right hand from his challenger and connect one of his own, leaving him stunned enough to slam his face first on the ring post, and then on the steel structure.
Hector Serano: "Duke immediatly uses the surrounding enviroment at his advantage"
Duke drags Morteth's face from right to left on the cage, The wolf boy is screaming in pain, but he finally is able to create some separation with an elbow shot to the ribs.The champ gets back in the ring, followed by Morteth right after he touches his forehead with the hand, checking if he's eventually bleeding. Once back in the ring, they lock in a test of strength, with Duke prevaleing. Morteth is thrown on the ropes, and caught by a spinebuster by the champion, who now hooks the leg.
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...2...
The challenger lifts a shoulder. Duke picks him up and throws him on the corner, climbing to the second rope and starting punching him in the face, as the fans count each and every shot, to a total of 10. Badass now jumps down and sends the opponent to the opposite corner, charging and hiitting him with a high knee. Dueke wraps his arms around the opponent's head going for a bulldog, but Morteth lifts him up in a side suplex and drops him hard on his knee.
Hector Serano: "Great counter by Morteth!"
Patrick Sanders: "Just what he needed to create an opening"
Morteth rolls out of the ring and gets back in with a steel chair.
Patrick Sanders: "The All-Time equalizer comes in play.. Now things are going to get interesting!"
Morteth swings the chair, but Duke avoids being hit and moves behind the opponent, wrapping his arms around his waist and lifting him in a Bridged German Suplex.
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...2...
Morteth kicks out. Duke reaches the chair near the corner while Mort is holding him by an ankle, pulling him in his direction. Badass smash the chair on top of the wolfboy's head, knocking him out and causing him to bleed.
Hector Serano: "He's out! Morteth is out cold! Duke just needs to pin him"
Patrick Sanders: "That chairshot was absolutely nasty, Morteth wasn't even able to protect himself!"
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...2...
...3-
Just inches before Elijah's hand touched the mat for the third time, the romanian wrestler is able to lift a shoulder.
Hector Serano: "I can't believe he's still in this match, and neither can Duke!"
Mitchell is explaining to an incredulous Duke that that was just a two count. Badass grabs the opponent head as he gets to one knee and position himself next to the chair, ready to go for a DDT.
Patrick Sanders: "Morteth is in troubles... He's already busted open, he barely kicked out from the last shot... A DDT on the chair can mean the end for his hopes."
Morteth reacts lifting his opponent and carrying him all the way to the corner, where he spears him repeatedly
Hector Serano: "Amazing counter for the wolf boy with the Breakdown!"
Duke is now sitting in the corner, and the chllenger places the steel chair right on his face, connecting a low dropkick on it. He then drags him to the middle of the ring and hooks the leg.
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...2...
Duke kicks out.
As the champ gets back to his feet, Morteth kicks him in the stomach and hooks the opponent's arms back in a reverse nelson, placing his forearms in the crooks of the his elbows, with his hands on top of the opponent's back in a butcher's grip. Morteth then lifts the champ into an upside-down vertical position and falls back, shifting the opponent to one side as the opponent flips over.
Hector Serano: "Wonderful butterfly suplex from the wolf boy!"
Morteth asks for the crowd's support, as he charges to his opponent with a big boot. Duke moves away and quickly goes behind him, applying a sleeper hold.
Patrick Sanders: "I never saw Badass going for this kind of submission"
Hector Serano: "I agree, he usually prefer a very direct wrestling style, with a MMA background. But Morteth already showed how much punishment he can afford, so maybe switching gears and go for a submission can be a smart move from the champ."
Mitchell checks on Morteth, who's not moving and looks like he's fainting.. The ref then raises his right hand and let it fall.
...1...
The fans start chanting Morteth's name, trying to help him in this situation. For the second time, his right arm falls with no signs of life coming from the wolf boy.
...2...
Patrick Sanders: "I think he's passed out..."
The third time, Morteth stops his arm from falling. Duke shakes his head in disbelief, jumping on his opponent's back to apply more pressure. Morteth with his last energy walks to the nearest corner, and walk backward driving Duke's back to the turnbuckle. The champ finally breaks the hold, as the wolf boy falls on his knees, catching his breath. Duke, on the other hand, looks like he's feeling that the end f the match is near, as he stalks the opponent. As Morteth gets up, he kicks him in the gut and places his head under his armpit lifting him into a stalling vertical suplex. After stalling for a few seconds, Duke pushes his opponents head forward and grabs the waist of his opponent and slams him down in a sitout powerbomb.
Hector Serano: "The Duke Bomb connects!"
Duke goes over Morteth.
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...2...
Patrick Sanders: "A gutsy performance by Morteth, but I told you that Duke was just too much for him!"
...3..-
Again Morteth raises a shoulder before the 3.
Patrick Sanders: "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"
Hector Serano: "HE KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT! i CAN'T BELIEVE IT!"
The UIC Pavilion literally explodes, while Duke grabs the referee's shirt yelling at Mitchell how was it possible that Morteth kicked out. Hearing the crowd completely behind him, Morteth gets back on hi feet pumping himself up and cleaning his face from the blood pouring from the cut on his head. As Duke realizes it, he hit him with a forearm to the jaw. Morteth answer with the same move. The fans are going crazy with huge cheers at every single blow Morteth connects on the champion. Despite being beaten to a pulp, Morteth wins the exchange and throws Duke on the ropes, waiting for him on the opposite side of the ring. As Badass reaches him, the wolf boy sends him flying out of the ring with a backbody drop, reaching him outside right after. He picks the Heavyweight champion up and throw him against the steel steps.
Patrick Sanders: "Where is he finding this boost of energy?"
Hector Serano: "This young man has the hearth of a champion! There's afire burning inside him, a flame fueled by this amazing fans!"
Duke his resting with his back on the cage wall when Morteth picks up the upper part of the steel steps and runs to the champion, squashing him between the steps and the Hell In A Cell structure. As the wolf boy drops his weapon, the camera zooms on Duke's face, now covered with blood. Morteth rolls him back in the ring and look at the cheering fans.
Patrick Sanders: "What are you doing? Cover him!"
Morteth points his finger to the turnbuckle, smiling at the crowd who respond with a huge pop.
Hector Serano: "He's going for his finishing maneuver!"
Morteth goes on the turnbuckle waits for the dizzy opponent to stand up and jumps with his arm open hiting the opponent in his throat. Grivei lets out a long howl.
Hector Serano: " No Chance! We have a new champ!"
Patrick Sanders: "This is going to be the biggest upset of WAW history!"
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...2..
...3..-
Again Mitchell's hand stops right before touching the mat for the third time.
Crowd: "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!"
Patrick Sanders: "I'm speechless... I don't know what else to say!"
Morteth is on his knees, desperate. H 's holding hs face in disbelief, as he leans his head back looking at the rafters. Suddenly he gets to his feet, drags the champion out of the ring by an arm and orders the referee to open the door. On the outside, Bob Darren unlocks the door and opens it. Mort gets out of the steel structure and starts climbing it, as the fans are going wild imagining what's going to happen.
Patrick Sanders: "I always wondered what leads wrestlers to go on the Hell In A Cell roof... This is silly!"
Once on top Morteth shouts something to the champ.
Morteth: "Get over here Duke! let's end this thing. Come on, get here!"
Patrick Sanders: "Don't do it Duke!"
Duke Badass reaches Morteth on the top of the cage, as they start brawling.
Patrick Sanders: "Sweet Jesus, why didn't he listen me?"
An european uppercut from the wolf boy makes the champ stumble. Morteth lifts him with a body slam, making the roof of HIAC shake.
Hector Serano: "This is so dangerous.. These guys are putting their career on the line."
Duke is screaming in pain, holding his back. Morteth picks him up and connects headbutt. The champ respond with one of his own, quickly followed by another. Duke Badass Kicks his opponent in the gut and places his opponent's head under his armpit lifting him into a stalling vertical suplex.
Patrick Sanders: "Oh no, not another Duke Bomb please..."
The entire Arena is holding his breath. After stalling for a few seconds, Duke pushes his opponents head forward and grabs the waist of his opponent and slams him down in a sitout powerbomb. The roof of the cage collapses under the force of the impact, and both men fall on the mat. Not a single whisper can be heard in the UIC Pavilion, as Mitchell checks the condition of both men, deciding not to stop the match. Duke drags himself closer to Morteth and places a hand on the opponent's chest.
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...2...
...3...
Elijah Mitchell: "Ring the bell and get the doctor out here... Move MOVE!!"
The techncians start lifting the steel structure as Doc Lowell runs to the ring followed by some paramedics with a stretcher. Duke gets back on his feet with a big effort, his eyes always on Morteth while the ref raises his hand in victory.
Steve Hawkins: "The winner of this match and STILL WAW Heavyweight Champion, DUKE BADASS!"
Duke grabs his title and place it over his shoulder, still staring at his opponent. Morteth refuses to be carried away on the stretcher and asks for some help to get up on his own feet. A huge applause spontaneously comes out from the fans, as Morteth walks to the backstage. Duke places a hand on his shoulder, asking him to turn back. As the wolf boy is facing the champion, Duke extends his hand towards him, and Morteth shakes it.
Crowd: "THANK YOU MORTETH! THANK YOU DUKE! THANK YOU MORTETH! THANK YOU DUKE!"
Hector Serano: "What a perfect way to end this amazing night.. Morteth finally earned the respect of Duke Badass!"
Patrick Sanders: "Morteth definitely earned everybody's respect tonight... But Duke still has the title around his waist!"
Hector Serano: "This was probably one of the toughest battle in Duke's career, but he came up on top!"
As Morteth disappears backstage, Duke Badass can finally celebrate in the middle of the ring. Colored Confetti are covering the ring, as Duke raises his title over his head.
Hector Serano: "On this beatiful image, Hector Serano..."
Patrick Sanders: "And Patrick Sanders.."
Hector Serano: "Wish you all a good..."
Pink Floyd's "Money" starts laying in the Arena and the whole fans turns to the entrance stage, where a smiling and clapping Terry Wothington starts walking to the ring, welcomed by the cheers of the fans.
Terry enters the ring and whisper something in Duke's ears. A smile comes up on the champion's face.
Patrick Sanders: "And right when you think the night is over, here comes the boss... We rarely see him around, so this means something big!"
Mr Worthington asks for a microphone.
Terry Worthington: "I came out here to personally congratulate with you Duke, for retaining the title. This was, no pun intended, one hell of a match!"
The fans cheer in agreement, and Duke nods, patting the title resting on his shoulder.
Terry Worthington: "You looked impressive, and so was your challenger Morteth..."
Again Duke nods, and clap his hands showing his respect for the challenger, inviting the crowd to do the same.
Terry Worthington: "... Even if we all know that he was going to lose, because let's be honest, the kid is not even close to your level"
A mix of some boos and a chant for Morteth can be heard now.
Terry Worthington: "In my opinion, he should not have been in the main event tonight.. There's only one guy deserving that spot, and that's the Devil Messenger, or should I say MY MESSENGER!"
"Graveyard Symphony" plays out from the speakers, as Skull DeBones quickly walk to the ring, not caring about the boos from the fans
Patrick Sanders: "What? He was fired, what is he doing here? And what in the hell is Mr Worthington saying?"
Hector Serano: "He just said MY Messenger.. Does this mean..."
Terry Worthington: "Yes, you heard me right... I am the Devil, I was the Devil since day one, and everything Skull did in these two seasons was following my orders, doing what I told him to do to fulfill my plan.. And I'm sorry to tell you, but in my vision of WAW, you're no longer the champion.. So with my authority, I order you, mister Mitchell, to start a new match, between Skull DeBones and Duke Badass for the WAW Heavyweight Champion."
Hector Serano: "I'm speechless..."
Patrick Sanders: "This is bullsh..."
The masked man jumps over the barricade and pull off the headset from Patrick.
Hooded Man: "You can go now guys, your commentary is no longer needed."
Hector and Patrick run away, as the masked man threatens them with a steel chair.
Terry Worthington: "So, Mr, Mitchell, this is the last warning. Start the match or go find another job... I have no problems on finding a more cooperative referee.."
Neal Stevenson is now running to the ring.
Neal Stevenson: "What the fuck is this?"
Terry Worthington: "You were a great wrestler Neal, but you're not a business man. Your ideals of respect and sportsmanship are not putting these fat asses on the seats."
He points to the whole crowd, who immediatly cover him with boos.
Terry Worthington: "Controversy does it. Guys like Skull DeBones are the one selling tickets, not Jay Douglas or Los Uberadorables"
Neal Stevenson "This is bullshit and you know it. WAW is..."
From behind his back, Chriz Zane hits the GM with his staff, knocking him down.
Terry Worthington: "Thank you Chriz. Now, if you don't mind Mitchell.."
Reluctantly, the ref calls for the bell. Skull gets closer to the champ mocking him by extending his hand. Duke kicks him in the gut and starts throwing punches to Debones' face. Skull wraps one arm across his opponents chest and they other on his back
and turns 180 degrees and slams his opponent back first onto the mat, executing a Death Hole Slam, going for the cover.
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...2...
...3...
The hooded man jumps on the apron ring and gives to Skull the WAW Heavyweight Title. Zane, goes next to Steve Hawkins and threatens him.
Chriz Zane: "Say it!"
Steve Hawkins: "Here is your winner and the NEW WAW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, SKULL DEBONES"
The fans start throwing every kind of trash to the ring, as the new Champion mocks them raising the title over his head, as Mr Worthington, Chriz Zane and the hooded man are clapping him. The camera slowly fades to black.