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Narrator: The power of choice…
(The video package starts to show people lining up to poll booths, making choices on what team to root for, and other various choices.)
Narrator: Sometimes, it is a gift that we take for granted. However, when spring draws near, democracy reigns supreme.
(The American flag is shown in the video with Cody Marshall placing his hand over his heart with the EAW American Breed Championship wrapped around his waist.)
Narrator: Tonight, you have the power to change the future of the industry… to change the direction of Dynasty… and to bring change to the career of the chosen few.
(Various people are shown on their phones, computers, and other digital devices voting on the EAW Network for the choices they make!)
Narrator: When Dynasty invades The Tokyo Dome, you will have your voice heard to where you will choose the stipulations!
(The video highlights EAW Interwire Champion Drake Jaeger and Methuselah in their feud plus the options that were made for the match in the polls.)
Narrator: You will chose the fighters that represent you!
(Highlights are shown the mass amount of elitist that were put on the poll of the Hell’s Warpath Match, along with Cody Marshall and Jacob Moore who were chosen beforehand.)
Narrator: You will choose what course of action Dynasty takes and who will represent us on the road to Pain for Pride X!
(Finally, the video shows the EAW World Heavyweight Champion Jacob Senn and Xavier Williams in their battle to determine who is the rightful champion between them.)
Narrator: For tonight… WE WELCOME YOU TO THE DYNASTY-EXCLUSIVE EVENT AND THE NINTH ANNUAL… RECKLESS WIRING!
(The video fades out — Return to the Tokyo Dome with a massive amount of fans that have filled almost the entire arena, the camera showcasing the mass ocean of people that have joined to watch this show! “The Resistance” by Skillet plays in the background while we finally turn towards the commentary table with Stew-O and Jake Mercer!)
Stew-O: Hello everyone AND WELCOME TO THE DYNASTY-EXCLUSIVE EVENT OF RECKLESS WIRING, LIVE IN THE FAMOUS TOKYO DOME! THIS IS A MASSIVE CROWD THAT JOINS US HERE AND WE ARE READY FOR AN AMAZING EVENT THAT WILL TAKE PLACE! AMAZING MATCHES WITH MAJOR IMPLICATIONS THAT ARE ON THE LINE!
Jake Mercer: That’s right, Stew-O! You have Jacob Senn defending his World Heavyweight Championship inside of a Barbed-Wire Steel Cage, voted by you the fans, against Xavier Williams! I don’t know how much more you can ask from a match, but it doesn’t get any better than this!
Stew-O: Not only that, but we have Drake Jaeger defending his EAW Interwire Championship inside of a Steel Cage himself against Methuselah! It seems like the EAW Universe has a thing for steel cages tonight! Nevertheless, we’re going to go ahead and get the show on the road with our first match of the evening! LET’S GET IT ON!
(A graphics appears across the scene with both Jamie O’Hara and Lucian. The crowd rises to their feet and cheer as a video package plays. It follows O’Hara returning to Dynasty and laying out Lucian Black through to the events of King of Elite and everything in recent weeks)
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! And the winner of the match will become the new number one contender to the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!!!
(“Pentience” by Brutality Will Prevail plays. The Tokyo Dome descends into darkness for all but a few red lights. Lucian steps onto the stage alone as he stares, nearly emotionless into the crowd. Donning a leather jacket with “Good” and “Evil” both scratched out, he makes the long walk to the ring)
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, from Peoria, Illinois! Weighing in at two hundred and eight pounds! LLLLUUUUUCCCCCIIIIIAAAAAANNNNNN!!!!
Stew-O: Tough would be an understatement to describe the climb this man has had to regain the World Heavyweight Championship. But tough isn’t something this man has hid from. He’s had obstacles thrown in his way before and he’s conquered them all; this just another.
Jake Mercer: Doing what he needed to do in order to survive; Lucian cutting a deal with the man he never saw eye to eye with in Sebastian Monroe. Brought in to restore and maintain peace on this brand as the Head of Security. He walks to that ring alone now but there’s every chance they’re waiting for his word, his signal.
Stew-O: I don’t doubt it at all. Shaking hands with Monroe, questionable at least but every job has it’s perks.
(“Pentience” by Brutality Will Prevail dies down but the arena remains swept in darkness except for a few lights shining on the ring. A loud “O’Hara” chant begins to resonate in the Tokyo Dome. The intro for “Exist” by Avenged Sevenfold plays as a lone blue light shines down on a figure standing on the stage and a white pedestal in front of him. Two smaller lights at their feet fade in to reveal a crowd of bullets resting on his head and the crowd erupts in an ovation. Slowly the man removes the crown from his head and places it on the marble surface before dropping to a knee. “Exist” comes to an abrupt halt as the camera focuses on crown. Slowly the lights fade away)
Stew-O: The King of Bullets…no more perhaps. O’Hara feeling as if he must let go of what he wanted to achieve over a month ago to move on.
(“The Stage” by Avenged Sevenfold echoes throughout the Tokyo Dome and the crowd again comes to life. An array of golden, orange and white lights fill the arena revealing Jamie O’Hara standing in place of the pedestal. Focused and determined, he soaks in the warm reception before making his way down the ramp)
Ring Announcer: And his opponent! From Melbourne, Australia!! Weighing in at two hundred and forty one pounds!!! JJAAAAMMMMIIIIEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOO’HHHAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRAAAAAAA!!!!!
Stew-O: Frustration and bitterness have defined this man since King of Elite. He doesn’t want this, we don’t want Lucian. He wants Xavier Williams; the man that took so much away from him at King of Elite. A match that might have ended differently, a match where the King of Bullets could have become a reality and something more than a moniker. Jamie O’Hara has sought to reclaim the spot he lost well over a year ago and tonight he has the chance. The people, the fans knew that, they voted for the stipulation he wanted, a landslide victory in the polls. I doubt he’s going to waste it.
Jake Mercer: But stew, he’s walking into a battle once again alone! What if Lucian calls on his security to assist him? Nobody is going to help him. These people may have turned on a dime to cheer for him once again but he spent MONTHS destroying people. Xavier Williams, Mexican Samurai, Tig Kelly, Lucian himself. NOBODY is going to save him just like EVERY other time he’s been, in his mind, “screwed”. He might have regained the trust and faith of the crowd but it’s the people who could actually help that he’s lost!
Stew-O: You’re not wrong there Mercer. His back is up against it but it always has been.
(O’Hara slowly steps into the ring and removes his long trench coat, handed it over to the ringside attendant. Lucian remains backed into a corner, seemingly unimpressed. The official pats down both men and calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell tolls and we’re underway! A match considered vital to both men; an opportunity to face the World Heavyweight Champion awaits, can only assume the implications of failure will be considerable. Jamie O’Hara breaks free from his corner and cautiously steps towards the middle of the ring, Lucian remains backed into his. O’Hara with a grin of confidence raising his hand for a test of strength. Both men trading inaudible words back and forth; Lucian steps out of his corner and raises the hand. O’Hara steps forward for the test of strength but Lucian drops the hand and brushes past the now former King of Bullets. Such confidence being shown by both men, O’Hara laughs it off as Lucian begins to circle around him. The official reminding them the match is underway but neither man is taking any note as O’Hara steps in front of Lucian and both men come face to face, again trading words back and forth and it seems to be Lucian getting the best of the verbal assault as it seems to be getting under the skin of Jamie O’Hara — AND O’HARA FIRES AWAY WITH A FOREARM SHOT! Lucian tries to respond in kind but O’Hara manages to block it and connect with a second! Again Lucian tries to connect with a forearm of his own but again O’Hara blocks it and connects with a third! Lucian reeling, backing himself into the corner. But O’Hara gives him zero reprieve! Continuing to connect with repeated forearm shots, Lucian trying to cover up but he can’t as he slumps further and further to the canvas. O’HARA DRAGS Lucian BACK TO HIS FEET AND CONNECTS WITH A STANDING HIGH KNEE TO THE JAW! LUCIAN ROLLS AWAY BUT RACES BACK TO HIS FEET — BICYCLE KNEE! LUCIAN SLUMPS TO HIS HAUNCHES!!! IN EXCELSIS!!! THE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! NOOO!! LUCIAN ROLLS AWAY AND OUT OF THE RING WITHIN SECONDS AND O’HARA STANDS TALL WITH THE GUN GESTURE POINTED RIGHT AT HIM! THE GRIN RETURNS AS LUCIAN SLAMS HIS FISTS ON THE RING APRON.
Jake Mercer: Monroe’s Head of Security has shown plenty of confidence and perhaps arrogance since taking the position. O’Hara left him concussed, he’s wanted this match for weeks but perhaps he’s biting off more than he can chew! Jamie O’Hara backs himself away and taunts Lucian back into the ring as the official demands him to do so. Lucian cautiously pulls himself back onto the ring apron and steps into the ring at an extremely slow pace; his eyes fixated on O’Hara. AAANNNDDDD WE’RE BACK TO SQUARE ONE! Both men circle the ring; you cannot wipe the grin off the face of Jamie O’Hara but it seems almost impossible to break the gaze, the focus of Lucian! And both men lunge forward and meet in a collar and elbow tie up. Lucian with the early advantage as he manages to slip out from the arms of O’Hara and float around to the back! O’Hara fires away with an elbow immediately and it connects flush on the jaw! A split second opening and O’Hara capitalises, breaking the grip and transitions into a waist lock of his own! Lucian immediately manages to free himself and transitions into a front facelock and drags O’Hara down to the canvas! Lucian floats over the back of O’Hara and once again locks in the waistlock! O’Hara tries to fight out of his but Lucian keeps him on the canvas, pinning both men on their backside. O’Hara again tries to fight out of it, shooting back to a vertical base but Lucian remains well aware; he floats back into the front facelock driving O’Hara back to the canvas before switching back to the waistlock! Brilliant chain wrestling by Lucian! Jamie O’Hara unable to predict the movement of his opponent and Lucian doing a fine job keeping him grounded on the canvas. Once again O’Hara shoots back to his feet; Lucian tries to transition back to the front facelock but O’Hara connects with a stiff elbow! The go behind by O’Hara – Lucian breaks the lock immediately and clutches the right arm of O’Hara! Straight arm lock! NO! O’Hara manages to twist himself free and clutches the left wrist of Lucian – double wrist lock! Lucian quickly backs himself onto the ropes to force the break.
Stew-O: The official swiftly steps in and demands O’Hara to release the hold and he complies with both hands raised. Lucian connects with a stiff forearm shot!! Immediately follows it up with a clubbing blow to the back with a second and then a third! O’Hara desperately trying to cover up but Lucian doesn’t give him a moment to breath! He drags him away from the ropes and whips him across the other side of the ring! O’Hara rebounds off the other side and Lucian is there to connect with a knee to the mid section! Lucian drops into the cover with the forearm being driven across the face!
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWO–KICKOUT!!!
Jake Mercer: O’Hara manages to power out, slip out from under Lucian and shoots back to his feet, stumbling into the ropes. Lucian quickly rises back to his and immediately looks to again whip O’Hara back across to the other side of the ring – O’Hara with the reversal! But Lucian counters it and pulls O’Hara in for a side headlock! Lucian drops to a knee and drags O’Hara with him but for only a moment; O’Hara shoots back to a vertical base and drags both himself and Lucian to the ropes forcing the referee to intervene!!
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Stew-O: O’Hara on the inside shoulder; now it’s Lucian forced to release and he too raises his hand to signal to the referee of no foul play. As O’Hara cautious steps forward and turns aroun– A WICKED SLAP ACROSS THE FACE BY JAMIE O’HARA ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE TOKYO DOME! LUCIAN’S CHEEK IMMEDIATELY TURNING CRIMSON AFTER THE CONTACT AND O’HARA BACK AWAY INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING, LOOKING TO GET UNDER THE SKIN OF HIS OPPONENT EARLY IN THIS CONTEST. LUCIAN PAUSES FOR A MOMENT AND SMILES BEFORE LAUNCHING AN ALMIGHTY RIGHT FOREARM TO THE JAW OF JAMIE O’HARA! BUT O’HARA FIRES BACK! O’HARA! LUCIAN! O’HARA! LUCIAN! AND BOTH MEN CONNECT SIMULTANEOUSLY! THEY STAGGER BACKWARDS AND IT’S LUCIAN FIRST BACK ON THE OFFENSE BUT O’HARA TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A SIDE HEADLOCK! Lucian shoots back to his feet and backs O’Hara onto the ropes; Lucian manages to to shove O’Hara but not before O’Hara reverses it and whips Lucian across the ring! Lucian comes charging back, O’Hara drops to the canvas and Lucian steps over O’Hara! O’Hara pops back up to his feet looking for the basement dropkick but there’s nobody home! Lucian manages to clutch the ropes! O’Hara sits back – PENALTY KICK! NO! O’HARA DROPS BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS AND THE PK BARELY MISSES HIM! O’HARA QUICKLY SCURRIES TO HIS FEET; LUCIAN WITH CONFIDENCE WRITTEN ACROSS HIS FACE AS HE TAUNTS O’HARA, JUST LIKE O’HARA DID MOMENTS AGO!
Jake Mercer: A real game of human chess unfolding before us Stew. Each move, each mind game attempted; all keys to victory. O’Hara probably expected an easy fight. He outlasted the man in the Elimination Chamber, he defeated him on Dynasty only a few weeks ago. I don’t think he was expecting this from Lucian and it’s telling! O’Hara the first man to break the gaze and step back towards his opponent! Again both men collide and lock up in a collar and elbow tie up! This time O’Hara quickly overpowers Lucian and forces him back into the corner! O’Hara drops the tie up and connects with a forearm, immediately followed up with a stiff uppercut! The combination strikes once again and he connects for a third time! But Lucian seems barely phased! He switches the positions and does likewise! Forearm by Lucian followed by an uppercut! FOREARM! UPPERCUT! FOREARM! UPPERCUT! FOREARM! UPP– NO O’HARA BLOCKS IT AND FIGHTS OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A KNEE TO THE MID SECTION FOLLOWED BY A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! O’HARA OBTAINS THE UPPER HAND AND TOSSES LUCIAN BACK INTO THE CORNER! MORE AND MORE FOREARMS, REPEATED STIFF SHOTS! PULLING NO PUNCHES! O’Hara drives the shoulder into the mid section and drives Lucian into the corner! Repeated charges with the shoulder folding Lucian in half with each shot. Possible cracked ribs as O’Hara backs away and Lucian sucks in deep, deep breathes. But O’Hara isn’t done! O’Hara exits the ring and climbs to the top rope, Lucian still slumped in the corner as O’Hara takes a seat on the top turnbuckle! Jamie O’Hara dragging Lucian back upright by the hair; Lucian gripping the top rope to keep himself up and O’Hara wisely wraps his legs, locking Lucian’s arms! AND O’HARA BEGINS TO FIRE AWAY WITH REPEATED LEFT AND RIGHT FISTS! LUCIAN’S ARMS ARE TIED UP, HE CAN’T DEFEND HIMSELF! THE OFFICIAL STEPS INTO FORCE O’HARA TO RELEASE.
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI–
Stew-O: And O’Hara releases Lucian’s arm but only for a moment! O’HARA DRAGS LUCIAN BY THE HAIR AND AGAIN WRAPS THE LEGS AROUND THE ARMS; FIRING AWAY WITH SHOTS! THE CLOSED FIST SHOTS BECOMING SLAPS, MOCKING, TAUNTING SLAPS AS O’HARA GRINS. BUT LUCIAN ISN’T STANDING FOR IT! HE HOISTS O’HARA UP INTO THE ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION! O’HARA’S GRIN FADES AWAY IN AN INSTANT AND BEGINS TO FIRE AWAY! TO BREAK HIMSELF FREE BUT LUCIAN TRANSITIONS AND DRIVES O’HARA BACK TO THE CANVAS WITH A SITOUT POWERBOMB! Back and forth this match rocks unrelentlessly. Neither man truly capable of holding the momentum for longer than a moment in time but O’Hara landed hard on the canvas. Lucian wasting little time as he rolls O’Hara over; he clutches the leg and locks in the kneebar before transitioning into the heel lock! O’Hara realising the danger tries to drag himself to the bottom rope but he’s in a God awful position of the ring! Lucian could possibly tear the achilles tendon of Jamie O’Hara! O’Hara makes a desperate bid for the ropes but Lucian manages to roll himself and his opponent away; he cinches the hold in more and pressure is starting to hit O’Hara, scratching and clawing his way towards the ropes. Lucian demanding the referee to ask O’Hara if he wants to quit but this man has shown since day one there’s little quit within him! Jamie O’Hara waves the official away and bares his teeth, digs his fingernails into the canvas! Lucian cinching the hold in tighter and tighter; every time it brings O’Hara’s journey to the ropes to a pause but he pushes himself on! O’Hara merely inches away!!! BUT LUCIAN RELEASES THE HOLD AND DROPS THE KNEE ACROSS THE SPINE OF O’HARA! O’Hara tries to scramble back to his feet AND LUCIAN CONNECTS WITH A SHOTGUN KICK TO THE FACE SENDING UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE! O’HARA CRASHES ON THE OUTSIDE!
Jake Mercer: For Lucian, kicks and knees, every possible part of his body he can use as a weapon is an instrumental ingredient to his arsenal. O’Hara feeling the full effects of every blow as he stirs on the outside; Lucian drops to the canvas and rolls under the bottom rope. O’Hara desperately trying to keep some distance between himself and Lucian, backing away but Lucian, like a beast stalking it’s prey being calm and patient, following O’Hara’s footsteps around the ringside arena. But O’Hara realises he can’t run forever, he charges back towards Lucian but Lucian cuts him off with a stiff uppercut! AND HE BOUNCES THE HEAD OF JAMIE O’HARA OFF THE RING APRON!! O’Hara using the apron itself to keep himself on his haunches at least. Lucian makes his way up the steel steps; he has only eyes for O’Hara as he charges and connects with the Penalty Kick to the chest!! O’Hara barely had time to react, Lucian cold and calculated in landing the vicious kick. The official threatens to begin the ten count; Lucian drops off the apron, drags O’Hara back to his feet and rolls him under the bottom rope. Lucian slides back in and straight into the cover!!
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEE–KICKOUT!!!
Stew-O: O’Hara manages to get the shoulder off the canvas! Lucian taking complete control of this contest as O’Hara tries to hurry back to his feet, climbing on all fours towards the ropes to force the official to create separation between himself and Lucian. But Lucian connects with a stiff shoot kick to the exposed rib cage!! O’Hara quickly drops back down to the canvas but Lucian drags him back to his feet against his will. He drags O’Hara in and connects with an exploder suplex! Truly bringing Jamie O’Hara’s momentum to a considerable halt. No more confidence, no more grin; just desperation to stay alive in this contest. Lucian slow to rise back to his feet but it’s merely to conserve energy; he knows his opponent won’t be put down with such ease. Lucian fires away with another shoot kick connecting with the upper arm of O’Hara. O’Hara trying to cover up but Lucian continues to fire away with kicks to exposed limbs of his opponent. O’Hara rolls himself to the corner and clutches the ropes, the bottom turnbuckle, anything to force the referee to step in but Lucian makes good use of the surroundings, pushing against the ropes and driving both boots into the side of O’Hara, forcing the left rib cage into the steel post!!
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Jake Mercer: The official forces Lucian to grant O’Hara a reprieve but only for a moment! Lucian steps onto the ring apron and drops the elbow across the throat of O’Hara! The bottom turnbuckle making it impossible for O’Hara body to follow the direction of his head!! Again, desperation from O’Hara as he tries to roll away but Lucian doesn’t allow it! He reaches in and drags O’Hara back to the ringpost and drives the boot against O’Hara’s skull; crushing it between his leather boot and the steel ringpost! Again the official steps in to intervene!!
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Jake Mercer: And Lucian complies. O’Hara immediately rolls away and tries to climb back to his feet but tumbles back to the canvas, trying to shake the cobwebs from his head. Lucian near methodical as he slides back into the ring. Watching as O’Hara tries to again reach his feet– AND LUCIAN WITH THE RUNNING KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! BUT O’HARA SHOWING GRIT TO PULL HIMSELF BACK UP IMMEDIATELY! HE RISES BACK TO HIS FEET, CLENCHING HIS FISTS, READY FOR A FIGHT AS LUCIAN CONNECTS WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE CHEST! O’HARA SCREAMS BACK IN HIS FACE TO DO IT AGAIN AND LUCIAN CONNECTS WITH A SECOND ROUNDHOUSE KICK, BACK TO THE CHEST. AGAIN, O’HARA DEMANDS LUCIAN TO DO IT AGAIN. LUCIAN SWITCHES LEGS AND CONNECTS WITH A LEFT ROUNDHOUSE KICK!! BUT NO! O’HARA CATCHES THIS TIME AND DRIVES THE ELBOW INTO THE KNEE!! LUCIAN STUMBLES BACK BUT FIRES AWAY AND O’HARA IS MET WITH A THIRD ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE CHEST! The wind must be taken out of Jamie O’Hara with each nasty kick.Lucian sends him for the ropes BUT O’HARA COMES BACK AND CONNECTS WITH A FLYING FOREARM SMASH!
Stew-O: Lucian can’t allow O’Hara to build any momentum! He races back to his feet but O’Hara meets him there and connects with a basement dropkick to the left knee! Lucian again races back to his feet! Looking for a spinning back heel but he can’t pivot on his left! Valuable time being wasted; that might have been everything O’Hara had in him as he struggles to get back to his feet! O’Hara rises back to his and Lucian pivots on his right, looking for the spinning heel kick!! NO! O’Hara clutches it! Oh no! DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP!! O’Hara distorting the knee, the left leg of Lucian in an ungodly manner!! But O’Hara scrambles to again clutch the left leg only to be met with a boot fair square to the face! O’Hara out on his feet momentarily but it’s enough for Lucian to climb back to his! Lucian meets O’Hara in the center of the ring and connects with a stiff fist to the skull! O’Hara responds in kind! O’Hara the first man to fire away with a second but it’s blocked AND LUCIAN DRIVES HIS KNUCKLES INTO THE RIGHT EYE OF O’HARA! O’HARA’S VISION COULD BE IMPAIRED, LUCIAN PULLS HIM IN AND LIFTS HIM UP FOR A VERTICAL SUPLEX! LOOKING FOR THE BRAINBUSTER! BUT O’HARA CONNECTS WITH A KNEE TO THE TOP OF THE SKULL! DESPERATE KNEES, DESPERATION TO BREAK FREE! AND HE DOES! LUCIAN CAN’T CONNECT WITH THE BRAINBUSTER! NOW IT’S O’HARA WHO LIFTS LUCIAN UP!! DUST TO DUST!! VERTICAL SUPLEX INTO A NECKBREAKER ACROSS THE KNEE!! O’HARA CLIMBS INTO THE COVER!!
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEE–KICKOUT!!
Jake Mercer: Lucian gets the shoulder up before the three count. Both men dead center of the ring on their backs, sucking in as many deep breathes as possible but O’Hara begins to stir first. He eyes the top turnbuckle as he drags himself off the canvas. Lucian starting to stir as O’Hara looks back at him before ascending to the top! AND LUCIAN LAUNCHES HIMSELF TOWARDS THE CORNER AND CUTS THE FEET OF JAMIE O’HARA OUT FROM UNDER HIM! O’Hara barely able to stop himself from tumbling to the outside! Lucian pulls himself back to a vertical base using the ropes and climbs to the second rope! Lucian fires away with repeated left and right fists, trying to bust O’Hara open via his own two hands. O’Hara fires back with a stiff shot to the ribs! HE CLUTCHES A HANDFUL OF LUCIAN’S HAIR AND SLIPS THROUGH HIS LEGS; O’HARA TRAPPING THE HEAD OF LUCIAN AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLE! BICYCLE KNEE!! THE KNEE CRUSHING LUCIAN’S SKULL BETWEEN IT AND THE TURNBUCKLE! LUCIAN TEETERING ON THE SECOND ROPE – O’HARA HOISTS HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS IN THE ELECTRIC CHAIR!! O’HARA BRINGS LUCIAN TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!! ELECTRIC CHAIR DRIVER! SPIKING LUCIAN ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK; THIS IS SURELY IT!
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEEEEE!!!! KICKOUT!!!
Stew-O: NO! LUCIAN MANAGES TO ROLL THE SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS. O’Hara falls back to the canvas disappointed! These two showing how important a World Championship opportunity is; how few opportunities come and how you cannot waste them. The requirement, the expectation to fight on and pull out all the stops; to innovate and evolve, to find new methods to succeed. You can’t leave your heart at home, you can’t leave your will sitting in the locker room; you need to bring it to the ring, you need to ensure it’s there to get you across the line! O’Hara rises sits back up and drags Lucian to his feet; both men standing toe to toe and O’Hara connects with a shoot kick to the side of the left knee! Lucian buckles momentarily but connects with a backhand chop! O’Hara again with a shoot kick and Lucian connects with a leaping high knee! Almost crushing the face of O’Hara as he back peddles towards the ropes. Lucian charges but O’Hara races out and lifts him up and over the ropes!! NO! Lucian manages to clutch the top rope and save himself from crashing hard on the hardly forgiving ringside area! O’Hara turns and Lucian connects with a forearm to the jaw! O’Hara stumbles away as Lucian steps back into the ring — BUT O’HARA IS THERE TO CUT HIM OFF; THE LEFT LEG ISOLATED INSIDE THE RING. O’HARA WITH EVIL INTENTIONS IN MIND! A SECOND DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP WITH THE ADDED LEVERAGE OF THE SECOND ROPE! LUCIAN COLLAPSES TO THE APRON AND FALLS TO THE RINGSIDE AREA CLUTCHING HIS KNEE! Sick and twisted direction the knee was twisted!
Jake Mercer: And O’Hara pops back to his feet, readying himself, calling of Lucian to rise on the outside. Lucian drags himself to his feet using the barricade; O’Hara bounces off the ropes in front of him, darts back to the opposite side of the ring!! TOPE SUICIDA DE O’HARA!!! O’HARA DIVING THROUGH THE ROPES AS FAST, AS QUICK AS HE POSSIBLY CAN BUT LUCIAN STEPS OUT OF THE WAY AND GUIDES O’HARA CRASHING SPINE FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!!! THE CHEERS IN THE DOME HAVE QUICKLY FALLEN TO SILENCE; THE STEEL GUARD RAIL BENDING ON IMPACT!! JAMIE O’HARA COULD VERY WELL BE DONE. Sickening impact but Lucian might have just saved his ass from defeat. The official climbs out of the ring to check of Jamie O’Hara as Lucian rolls inside, demanding the official to climb back in and begin the ten count; he’ll take victory no matter the fashion. The official has no choice but to return to the ring…
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!
Jake Mercer: O’Hara starting to pull himself up to his feet but he’s on shaky ground. Eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head. Not just his back colliding with the barricade but also landing awkwardly on his head.
SIX! SEVEN!
Stew-O: O’Hara launches himself towards the ring but falls just short, clutching the ring apron to hold himself up!
EIGHT!!!! NINE!!!
Stew-O: AND O’HARA BEATS THE TEN COUNT BY MERE INCHES. AND LUCIAN JUMPS RIGHT BACK ON THE ATTACK, REPEATED STOMPS TARGETING THE SPINE OF JAMIE O’HARA. But stomps and kicks won’t put O’Hara away; Lucian locks in the waistlock and begins to drag O’Hara off the canvas! Lucian throwing his entire weight deadlifting O’Hara’s two hundred and forty one pound frame off the canvas! DEADLIFT GERMAN! AN IMPRESSIVE SHOW OF STRENGTH BY LUCIAN AS HE DROPS O’HARA ON THE BACK OF HEAD; HIGH ANGLE GERMAN MAKING IT EVEN MORE IMPRESSIVE. Lucian goes to hold the pin but can’t. He drops O’Hara to the canvas and releases the hold. Lucian surveys a near motionless Jamie O’Hara but knows he needs to do more to put the former World Champion away. Lucian ascends to the second rope! SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT! From incredible strength to brilliant athleticism, Lucian might have done enough, he drives the forearm across the face and makes the cover!
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEE–KICKOUT!!
Jake Mercer: NO! It wasn’t enough! Lucian contemplates his options but opts the path of wearing down O’Hara. A frantic pace for the vast majority of this contest but he brings it to a grind applying a chin lock; driving the knee in the back of O’Hara for added pressure! So much of the wind has been taken out of O’Hara’s sails it seems there’s little left for him to fight out of this to begin with! Jamie O’Hara with his arm raised, trying to reach the ropes but he’s a long, long way away. He tries to fight back to a vertical base but Lucian cinches the lock in more. Lucian taunting O’Hara to make a bid to reach the ropes but O’Hara tries to fight to a vertical base again and this time he’s able to fight to a knee! Lucian forced to follow him, trying to drive his boots in the back of O’Hara’s knees and force him back to the canvas! But O’Hara still fights, still pushes himself to his feet– AND LUCIAN TRANSITIONS IT INTO A CHICKENWING FACELOCK!! LUCIAN TRYING TO NOW RIP THE SHOULDER OUT OF THE SOCKET, O’HARA DESPERATELY TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, SHIFTING HIS BODY WEIGHT FORWARD TO PREVENT LUCIAN FROM TAKING HIM BACK TO THE CANVAS. LUCIAN LIFTED OFF HIS FEET, O’HARA CARRYING HIM ON HIS BACK BUT HE REFUSES TO RELEASE THE HOLD! O’HARA BEGINS TO STUMBLE TOWARDS THE ROPES; EACH STEP FEELING LIKE A MILE IN A DESERT AND THE ROPES BEING MORE AKIN TO A MIRAGE. AND LUCIAN MANAGES TO RELEASES THE FACELOCK TO DRAG HIMSELF AND O’HARA TO THE CANVAS! LUCIAN DRAGS O’HARA BACK TO HIS FEET, HE SPINS HIM AROUND LIFTS HIM UP AND CONNECTS WITH A SNAP BRAINBUSTER!!
Stew-O: The brains of Jamie O’Hara might have been scrambled. Spiked on his skull, so little time to counter; Lucian’s pace getting the better of him. Lucian not going for the cover instead he rises to his feet and stands over O’Hara with a grin on his face. He’s wanted this for so long and he finally has Jamie O’Hara where he wants him. The winner, again, to go on and face the World Heavyweight Champion. Lucian absolutely has to feel slighted for not getting his singles rematch. But he looks to secure that now! He backs himself away and into the corner; O’Hara’s laid out near dead middle of the ring. LUCIAN GOING UP TOP! O’HARA BARELY MOVING ON THE CANVAS AS LUCIAN IS PERCHED UP HIGH! HIS KNEE AS TAKEN EXTRAORDINARY DAMAGE, EXTREME CAUTION BEING SHOWN–
Jake Mercer: BUT HE WAS TOO CAUTIOUS! O’HARA RACES BACK TO HIS FEET AND LUNGES AT THE ROPES; LUCIAN LOSES HIS BALANCE AND COMES CRASHING DOWN ON THE TURNBUCKLE! JAMIE O’HARA OUT OF COMPLETE DESPERATION MIGHT HAVE STOPPED LUCIAN’S DEATH RESONANCE. IT MUST BE FUMES – BOTH MEN MUST BE RUNNING ON THEM – BUT O’HARA WILLS HIMSELF ONTO THE SECOND ROPE. LUCIAN ROCKS O’HARA WITH A STIFF LEFT HOOK BUT O’HARA CONNECTS WITH A SICKENING HEADBUT! THE CRACKING OF TWO HUMAN SKULLS, BONE OF BONE MAKING STOMACHS CHURN THROUGHOUT THE DOME. O’HARA ROCKING ON THE SECOND ROPE BUT HE REGATHERED HIS COMPOSURE! HE ASCENDS TO THE VERY TOP AND DRAGS LUCIAN BY THE HAIR. HE LOCKS HIM IN FOR A SUPERPLEX!! WAIT NO. HE CAN’T!! KINGS REGNUM!!! KINGS REGNUM!!! OH MY GOD, THE VERTICAL SUPLEX INTO THE DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER FROM THE VERY TOP!! O’HARA MIGHT HAVE JUST SNAPPED THE SPINE OF LUCIAN IN HALF BUT HE CAN’T CAPITALISE, LUCIAN ROLLS OUT OF THE RING AND COLLAPSES ON THE OUTSIDE.
(A slow motion replay shows the moment both knees of Jamie O’Hara are driven into Lucian’s back)
Stew-O: But even Jamie O’Hara needs the rest. They’ve both pushed each other to their limits; O’Hara risking it all. The official checking on both men; Lucian stirring on the outside…and he’s…signally? Lucian waving his hand to someone…
(Several members of security make their way from behind the curtain; several more jump the barricade around the ring)
Stew-O: Oh come on! Of course he’s going to call on his men. He’s surrounded himself with security officials for weeks; constantly there to deny O’Hara from interfering with matches involving Xavier Williams, to ensure peace and order but this is really abusing his power. A thrilling contest and that doesn’t need this. Several are helping Lucian to his feet, another has the referee distracted on the other side of the ring and two more have jumped on the barricade. O’Hara rises back to his feet and realises he’s surrounded. BUT O’HARA ISN’T GOING TO DIE WONDERING, HE CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM TO THE JAW OF ONE OF THE MEMBERS OF SECURITY, ANOTHER ONE LEAPS ONTO THE APRON BUT MEETS THE SAME FATE. THE OFFICIAL STILL ORDERING THEM TO LEAVE BUT LUCIAN ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING…NO, NO LUCIAN HAS A SLEDGEHAMMER, O’HARA IS UNAWARE. AND LUCIAN DRIVES THE LEAD END OF THE SLEDGEHAMMER INTO THE JAW OF JAMIE O’HARA; THE OFFICIAL DIDN’T SEE IT. O’HARA MIGHT BE OUT, LUCIAN MIGHT HAVE JUST STOLEN THIS VICTORY. OF COURSE, OF COURSE NOW THAT THE DAMAGE HAS BEEN DONE LUCIAN’S GOONS BACK AWAY. LUCIAN DROPS INTO THE COVER…
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!
Stew-O: NO DAMN IT NOT LIKE THIS.
TTTHHHRRREEEEEE!!!!!
…
KICKOUT!!!
Jake Mercer: O’HARA GETS THE SHOULDER UP. O’HARA IS STILL ALIVE, HE’S STILL BREATHING. LUCIAN IS LIVID, HE SCRAMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET AND STUMBLES TOWARDS THE CORNER; DESPERATE AND EAGER TO END THIS MATCH, TO GET HIS REVENGE ON JAMIE O’HARA FOR COSTING HIM WEEKS OF HIS CAREER. LUCIAN WASTING NO TIME!!! DEATH RESONANCE!!! THE DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!! AND HE CRASHES AND BURNS, O’HARA BARELY ABLE ROLL OUT OF THE WAY AND LUCIAN CAME CRASHING DOWN HARD ON THE BATTERED KNEE. HE TRIES TO SHOOT BACK TO HIS FEET BUT IT BUCKLES OUT FROM UNDER HIM. SECURITY AGAIN RUSH BACK DOWN TO THE RING; O’HARA SCRAMBLES ACROSS THE CANVAS, HE LUNGES FOR THE SLEDGEHAMMER; A SECURITY GUARD HAS IT, BUT O’HARA RIPS IT FROM HIS HANDS. O’HARA LOOKS LIKE A KID ON CHRISTMAS AS HIS EYES LIGHT UP, TWIRLING THE SLEDGEHAMMER IN HIS HAND. BRASH CONFIDENCE ON THE FACE OF LUCIAN’S MEN QUICKLY FADING AS HE BEINGS TO CIRCLE THE RING. O’HARA STOPS IN FRONT OF LUCIAN WHO COWERS IN THE CORNER. THE OFFICIAL DEMANDING O’HARA TO NOT USE IT ON LUCIAN, THREATENING HIM WITH DISQUALIFICATION. CHAOS, ABSOLUTE CHAOS HERE TONIGHT IN TOKYO. SEVERAL GUARDS LINE THE RING APRON….AND O’HARA CRACKS A WICKED AND CONFIDENT SMILE BEFORE DRIVING THE LEAD INTO THE FACE OF THE GUARD IN FRONT OF HIM. AND TURNS AND DOES THE SAME TO ANOTHER! AND THEN A THIRD!!! ONE TRYING TO STEP THROUGH THE ROPES AND O’HARA CUTS HIM OFF WITH A BICYCLE KNEE! JAMIE O’HARA FENDING THESE DOGS OFF WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS; BLOOD TRICKLING FROM THE MOUTH AND DOWN ONTO HIS CHEST BUT HE’S NOT SLOWING DOWN. O’HARA DRIVES THE SLEDGEHAMMER INTO THE STOMACH AND THEN THE TEMPLE OF A SIXTH AND A SEVENTH GUA–
Stew-O: NO! NO! NO! NO! LUCIAN STRIKES WHEN OPPORTUNITY PRESENTS ITSELF. HE CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING BACK HEEL KICK THAT SENDS O’HARA LOOPY; O’HARA DROPS THE SLEDGEHAMMER. LUCIAN FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A STANDING HIGH KNEE!! HE HOISTS O’HARA INTO THE FIREMAN’S CARRY, LOOKING TO SECURE HIS DATE WITH THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!! MASS OF THE PHOENIX!! THE GO TO SLEEP!! NO! O’HARA MANAGES TO LAND ON HIS FEET WITH THE WRIST OF LUCIAN CLUTCHED!!! ROMAN SKY!!! BUT LUCIAN BLOCKS IT WITH HIS OWN KNEE, FORCED TO USE THE ONE BATTERED AND BRUISED AS A SHIELD; THE ONLY WAY HE COULD STOP IT. BUT O’HARA IS REFUSING TO RELEASE THE WRISTLOCK!! HE FIRES AWAY WITH AN OPEN PALM STRIKE ACROSS THE FACE, SIMPLY A DISRESPECTFUL SLAP AND LUCIAN RESPONDS BY DRAGGING HIM IN AND CONNECTING WITH A KNEE TO THE STERNUM!! NEARLY CAVING THE CHEST OF JAMIE O’HARA IN, MAKING IT NEAR IMPOSSIBLE FOR HIM TO BREATH AS O’HARA RELEASES THE WRISTLOCK. LUCIAN AGAIN LOOKING TO PUT O’HARA AWAY WITH MASS OF THE PHOENIX!! HE LIFTS HIM BACK UP INTO THE FIREMAN’S CARRY!! GO TO SLEEP!!! NO! AGAIN! O’HARA COUNTERS IT AGAIN, THIS TIME WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND THE KNEE OF LUCIAN AND DROPPING TO THE CANVAS, DRAGGING LUCIAN DOWN WITH HIM! HE SWITCHES TO THE OPPOSITE KNEE, THE INJURED KNEE. KNEEBAR?? O’HARA PLACES HIS FOOT BEHIND THE KNEE OF LUCIAN, LIFTS IT UP BY THE FOOT AND DRIVES IT DOWN TO THE CANVAS!! TRYING TO TEAR THE TENDONS, THE LIGAMENTS UNPROTECTED BY THE KNEECAP. LUCIAN TRIES TO CLIMB BACK TO HIS FEET BUT STUMBLES; O’HARA BACKS HIMSELF AWAY BEHIND LUCIAN!!!
Jake Mercer: LUCIAN RISES TO A KNEE, HE HAS NO IDEA. O’HARA CHARGES!!! IN EXCELSIS!!! THE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! HE COULD PUT LUCIAN AWAY, SECURE HIS PLACE TO FACE THE CHAMPION AT GRAND RAMPAGE BUT HE’S GOING TO SEND A MESSAGE, ONE LOUD AND CLEAR. O’HARA PAUSING FOR A MOMENT, RESISTING THE URGE BUT HE CAN’T, THE GUN GESTURE PRESSED FIRMLY AGAINST THE SKULL OF THE KNEELED LUCIAN; HIS EYES STARING DEAD INTO THE CAMERA AS HE FIRES AWAY! HE DRAGS LUCIAN BY HIS TIGHTS BACK TO HIS FEET; THE WRISTLOCK LOCKED IN!! ROMAN!!! SKY!!! CONNECTS!!! THE RIPCORD INTO THE BICYCLE KNEE CONNECTING FLUSH ON THE JAW!! LUCIAN DROPS TO THE CANVAS AND O’HARA FALLS ONTO HIM, BARELY HOOKING A SINGLE LEG.
OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEEEEE!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“The Stage” by Avenged Sevenfold plays as Jamie O’Hara rises to his feet; the official assists him as he raises his hand in victory)
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen….the winner of the match….JJAAAAMMMMIIIIEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOO’HHHAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRAAAAAAA!!!!!
Stew-O: BACK AND FORTH THE TIDE OF THIS MATCH TURNED. BOTH MEN GIVING IT THEIR ALL, LUCIAN LEAVING NO CARD UNPLAYED BUT IT’S JAMIE O’HARA WITH THE GUTS AND THE WILL TO SURVIVE WALKING AWAY WITH A VICTORY BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, A SHOT AT THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!
Jake Mercer: Lucian put up one hell of a fight, had an answer for nearly everything O’Hara threw at him but it wasn’t enough. And you have to wonder what’s next for Lucian, wonder where he goes next. A heartbreaking loss.
(Lucian’s makes his way up the ramp clutching the back of his head. He turns back to the ring as O’Hara ascends to the second rope. Frustration, disappointment and sadness washes over Lucian as he casts his eyes around the arena. The two lock eyes and O’Hara simply nods. Lucian drops his head and makes his way onto the stage and disappears behind the curtain)
Stew-O: Whatever lies ahead for that man remains to be seen but for now Jamie O’Hara has his eyes set on 34 days from now, Barcelona Spain and whoever is the reigning, defending World Champion! A match he’s waited a long, long time for. Congratulations Jamie O’Hara!!
(“The Stage” continues to play as O’Hara with a confident look on his face soaks in the crowd. He raises the “two sweet” gesture at his waist with one hand and gestures the World Championship around his waist with the other to the delight of the fans.)
(In what has been called a match that will defy all logic and sense, two of the most eccentric elitist will wage war for the EAW Championship! Eclipse Diemos is challenged by the damaged one himself, Zack Crash, in an event that has been called “Ultimate Erase”! Next week ONLY ON VOLTAGE!)
(The camera pans over to ringside as we see the setup of glass tables surrounding the ring…)
Ring Announcer: This next contest …. IS THE GLASS TABLES MATCH ….. And it is for the EAW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!
(“Cry Thunder” by Dragonforce plays to a great ovation as Finnegan Wakefield and Kelly Hackenschmidt make their way out from behind the curtain. The two pose on the stage to a nice ovation from the fans before they make their way down the ramp…)
Stew-O: And Jake, we should be in for a very hellacious tag team championship match coming up next. The champs in The High Rollerz look to continue their winning ways as they take on The Knights of the Dawning in a Glass Tables Match!
Jake Mercer: This is a match not for the faint of heart. These four men better be ready to feel a lot of pain tonight, because one team is going to walk out as the tag team champions, and the other team won’t be walking out at all.
(Knights of the Dawning await in the ring for their opponents. “I Get Money” by 50 Cent hits to boos from the fans, as Jack Ripley and David Davidson make their way out onto the stage with the tag belts around their waist. They take a moment to assess the crowd, before snickering to each other, then make their way towards the ring…)
Jake Mercer: And over the past couple of weeks, these two teams have had a bit of war of words on Dynasty. The High Rollerz claim that there is no competition in the tag team division on Dynasty, but Knights of the Dawning might have something to say about that.
Stew-O: We all know how incredibly talented Sir Finnegan Wakefield and Sir Kelly Hackenschmidt are, and together the chemistry is astounding. I think The High Rollerz might be putting their money where their mouth is, but we’ll see!
(The High Rollerz stand in their corner as the music fades…)
Ring Announcer: Introducing first … the challengers! Weighing in at a combined weight of 370 pounds ….. The team of SIR FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD AND KELLY HACKENSCHMIDT ……… THE KNNIIIGGGGHHTTTSSS OFFFF THHEEEEE DAAAWWWWWNNNIIINNGG!!
(Knights of the Dawning pose in the ring to cheers, before the two begin to hype each other up…)
Ring Announcer: And their opponents … weighing in at a combined weight of 412 pounds …… the team of JACK RIPLEY AND DAVID DAVIDSON …. THHHHEEEEEEEE HIIIIIGGGGGGHHH ROOOOLLLLLLLEEEEERRRRRZZZZZZ!!!
Stew-O: And as our ring announcer leaves the ring, these two teams stare daggers into each other’s eyes. The four begin to circle the ring, sussing each other out as the bell rings…
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: Finnegan makes the attempt to lock up in the middle with David but- HEY!!! WAIT A MINUTE! JACK RIPLEY AND DAVID DAVIDSON ROLL OUT OF THE RING NOW TO BOOS. The two men look at each other and smirk, before grabbing two of those glass tables!!! Knights of the Dawning leave the ring and begin attacking the two men on the outside!! Finnegan irish whips David INTO THE STEEL STEPS AND HE GOES FLYING OVER THE TOP AND LANDS HARD ON HIS BACK! Meanwhile, Kelly begins using the environment as a weapon as throws Jack into the security barricade AND the ring post!
Jake Mercer: It’s all Knights of the Dawning in the early going, as the two now begin to double-team Jack with countless rights and lefts to the back! Jack drops to his knees, and Finnegan and Kelly begin to back up on opposite ends away from Jack! What have they got in mind here?!
Stew-O: I think I know, Jake. THEY LINE UP FOR THE COMMONWEALTH CLASH!! WAKEFIELD WITH THE SOCCER KICK TO THE CHEST, AND KELLY WITH THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! BUT NO TIME BEING WASTED NOW, AS FINNEGAN LIFTS JACK TO HIS FEET AND ROLLS HIM INTO THE RING! Jack looks like he doesn’t know where he is ALREADY! I don’t think we’re two minutes through this one yet. Jack sits up, shaking his head a little bit. But FINNEGAN FROM BEHIND DELIVERS A SNAPMERE!
Jake Mercer: But hold on Stew, David Davidson is climbing onto the ring apron to get into the ring, but Finnegan sees this and SPRINTS toward him for a PICTURE PERFECT RUNNING DROPKICK that knocks David back off it and he LANDS HARD on his back! Meanwhile though on the outside, Kelly Hackenschmidt is putting a glass table into the ring! THE TOYS ARE OUT TO PLAY! Finnegan begins to lift it up and position it in the corner! THIS MATCH MIGHT BE OVER BEFORE IT EVEN TRULY BEGINS!!
Stew-O: You could be right, Jake! Kelly and Finn now lift Jack to his feet! WAKEFIELD IS GETTING JACK IN POSITION FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX NOW! OH GOD I THINK THEY MIGHT END THIS WITH THE THAT WANKER’S DEAD SIGNATURE MOVE!! KELLY BEGINS TO BACK UP INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! HE RUNS TOWARD JACK NOW AND DELIVERS THE JOHN WOO DROPKICK!!!
Jake Mercer: HOLD ON A MINUTE, NO!! JACK WITH ALL THE FORCE HE HAS USES HIS BODY TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AND FINNEGAN EATS THE DROPKICK INSTEAD!! Kelly quickly checks on Finn, before jumping to his feet BUT NOW HE RECEIVES A DROPKICK OF HIS OWN, WITH THE FORCE SENDING HIM FLYING INTO THE ROPES! HE REBOUNDS BACK AND GETS A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE!
Stew-O: And just like that Jake, you could say The High Rollerz have taken control, however David is still laid out on the outside of the ring after taking a running dropkick on the apron! Jack throws Kelly out of the ring now, and now he begins to focus solely on Finnegan who is still laid out after receiving a dropkick from his own partner just before! Jack drags Finnegan to a corner and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle! Jack climbs up and delivers some elbows to the skull of Finnegan, before getting him into position for … OH NO, IS HE THINKING A BELLY TO BELLY FROM THE TOP ROPE?!
Jake Mercer: NO! FINNEGAN BEGINS TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, AND JACK STUMBLES OFF THE SECOND ROPE. The two continue to fight it out in that corner, while David Davidson is back to his feet! He’s putting another glass table into the ring and he slides in! He sets it up and drags it over to where Finnegan and Jack are fighting it out! David CLIMBS to the top rope to join his partner, and they begin to take control of this tangle! OH GOD THE HIGH ROLLERZ NOW … WHAT ARE THEY THINKING?! THEY’RE LOOKING TO DELIVER A DOUBLE SUPERPLEX FROM THE TOP THROUGH THAT GLASS TABLE!! THEY LIFT HIM UP HIGH IN THE AIR!–
Stew-O: NO HOLD ON JAKE! KELLY IS BACK UP TO HIS FEET AS HE JUMPS UP ONTO THE APRON WITH A KENDO STICK, AND SWINGS THAT CANE RIGHT INTO DAVID’S RIBCAGE, AND DAVID FALLS OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND— JESUS H. CHRIST!!! DAVID LET GO OF FINNEGAN AND FINNEGAN FALLS ON JACK AND BOTH OF THEM LAND ON THEIR HEADS IN THE CORNER OF THE RING THERE! THAT DIDN’T LOOK PRETTY AT ALL! THE TWO ROLL OUT OF THE RING AS THE REFEREE CHECKS ON THEM BOTH!
Jake Mercer: Meanwhile though Stew, Kelly sets up YET ANOTHER glass table but this time on the OUTSIDE of the ring! He positions it just below the top rope the three men were just on! He climbs into the ring now with his kendo stick and goes for another BRUTAL swing to the ribcage, BUT DAVID CATCHES IT THIS TIME AND PULLS IT OFF HIM! Kelly is frozen on his feet right now, and David looks at the kendo stick before SNAPPING IT IN TWO with his knee, throwing the bits away and flipping Kelly off!!! David knees Kelly in the gut three times, before SLAMMING his head right onto that glass table in the ring!! Kelly in a daze, turns around and— BE NO MORE!!! BE NO MORE!!! DAVID CONNECTS WITH THE SPINNING BACK KICK AND KELLY FALLS FLAT ON HIS FACE AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
Stew-O: WHAT A VICIOUS KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD BY DAVID DAVIDSON! HE IS SO DEADLY WITH THOSE KICKS! David leaves the ring to check on his partner quickly, who seems to be doing okay as he manages to rise to his feet on his own. Jack, holding his neck, begins to signal to his partner to end this! They both lift Finnegan to his feet, but instead of moving him to one of the glass tables, INSTEAD THEY THROW HIM OVER THE SECURITY BARRICADE AND INTO THE CROWD!!
Jake Mercer: I’ll tell you what, that is smart thinking! Finnegan is already out of it after falling on his head earlier. There is no way he’s going to be trying to help his own partner out here! The High Rollerz now, without haste, motion towards Kelly and lift him to his feet! They put him in the ring, and the two slide in! Once again, they bring Kelly to his feet and now lift him up onto the top turnbuckle! The two climb up and I THINK they are thinking ANOTHER double superplex from the top again! The two now LIFTS KELLY UP… AAAAAND …
Stew-O: NOOOO!! KELLY SOMEHOW KNEES JACK IN THE SKULL AND HE FALLS BACK ONTO THE TOP ROPE!! HE BEGINS TO FIGHT THE TWO OFF BY HIMSELF! HE GRABS DAVID BY THE THROAT AND THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE AND HE FALLS HARD ONTO THE APRON, BEFORE ROLLING OFF AND ONTO THAT GLASS TABLE!! KELLY SEES THIS, AND LOOKS UP AT THE CROWD AS THEY RISE TO THEIR FEET! KELLY NOW CLIMBS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND ONTO THE RING APRON, ALL WHILE HOLDING JACK BY HIS NECK AND …….. OH MY GOD JAKE! HE’S LOOKING TO SUPLEX JACK OFF THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH THAT GLASS TABLE, WITH JACK’S OWN DAMN PARTNER LAYING ON IT! THIS COULD BE IT! WE MIGHT HAVE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS RIGHT HERE!!!
Jake Mercer: WITH FINNEGAN SHOWING NO SIGNS OF GETTING BACK INTO THIS MATCH, KELLY KNOWS HE HAS TO END THIS THING NOW IN ORDER FOR KNIGHTS OF THE DAWNING TO BE THE NEW CHAMPIONS! HE LOOKS BACK AND SEES DAVID ROLL OFF THAT TABLE, BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER TO HIM RIGHT NOW! HE LIFTS JACK UP!! LOOK AT THE PURE STRENGTH ON DISPLAY HERE FROM KELLY HACKENSCHMIDT NOW! KELLY FALLS BACK AND— NOOOOO!!!! HOLY SHIT! SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, JACK MANAGES TO SLIDE DOWN KELLY’S BACK, AND FLIP ONTO HIS FEET!! OH GOD!!! AND JACK HAS KELLY IN POSITION FOR A POWERBOMB THROUGH THAT GLASS TABLE! HE LIFTS KELLY UP AND DELIVERS THE POWERBOMB!!! OH MY GOD YOU CAN HEAR THAT GLASS SHATTER! THIS MATCH IS OVER! THE HIGH ROLLERZ HAVE RETAINED!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“I Get Money” by 50 Cent plays as Jack lifts David to his feet as they are given their tag titles…)
Ring Announcer: The winner of this match … AAAAANNNDDDD STILL … EAW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS … TTTHHHEEEEE HIIIIIIIGGGGHHHH RRRROOOOLLLLLLLLEERRRRZZZZZ!!!
Stew-O: What a match! A lot of back and forth action but in the end, The High Rollerz continue to prove just WHY they are one of THE most dominant tag teams in this company!
Jake Mercer: No pun intended, but I am willing to wager with you Stew-O that they aren’t one of the best … they are THE best tag team in this company!! Congratulations to the champs for retaining!
(The camera cuts backstage where Max A. Million stands in the interview area with a microphone in hand.)
Max: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m the one and only Max A. Million, and at this time, I’d like to welcome my guest… the man that will be stepping inside that Barbed Wire Steel Cage against the World Heavyweight Champion! Xavier Williams!
(The camera pans across who stands blatantly unimpressed.)
Xavier: That’s it, Max? That’s the introduction that the man that’s going to walk into that Barbed Wire Steel Cage, slaughter Jacob Senn, and walk back out with the World Heavyweight Championship hanging from his shoulder gets?
Max: I– I’m sorry.
Xavier: Don’t be. I get it, Max. You’re paid to do your job, no matter how poorly you do it. If being good at your job mattered in this company, I’d already be the World Heavyweight Champion – but, instead we’re stuck with a weasel. Instead, I had to go through a man that clearly wasn’t on my level on Dynasty to even get into this position.
Max: With that being said, Xavier; how are you feeling heading into tonight?
Xavier: Jesus Christ, you’re already boring me to tears. You know what – give me that microphone, you’re not needed.
(Xavier takes the microphone out of the hand of Max A. Million.)
Xavier: Go, get out of here.
(Max slowly backs away as the hint of a smile crosses the face of Xavier.)
Xavier: You see, ladies and gentlemen, tonight going to be simple. I’m going to walk into that Barbed Wire Steel Cage, and I’m going to walk back out as the BRAND NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Then, I’m going on to whoever Monroe throws in my way at the Grand Rampage, and I’ll beat them too. Pain for Pride – Xavier Williams walks out STILL the World Heavyweight Champion. Territorial Invasion – Xavier Williams walks out STILL the World Heavyweight Champion. Anyone that’s willing to step up is going to fall down, because after tonight, I’m not going to lose that championship, not until I retire, and unfortunately for everyone not only on this brand but this company as a whole, that’s not any time soon.
(Xavier tossing the microphone over his shoulder and walks away as the camera cuts back to the ring.)
(The show returns back inside of The Tokyo Dome with the attention placed on the ring announcer that stands inside of the ring.)
Ring Announcer: The following contest … is the HEEELLLL’S WAAAARRRPPAAATTHHH MAAATTCCCHHH and it is for the EAW NEW BREED CHAAAAMMPPIONNSSSHHIIIPP!!! The rules are as follows … two superstars will start in the ring. Every two minutes, a new elitist will enter the match. This match will be contested with the intent of weapons being used, allowing elitists to enter with whatever foreign object they see fit. Eliminations occur when an elitist is pinned, submitted or is tossed over the top rope with both feet touching the floor. This will continue until all six participants are in the ring. The last man standing will be declared the winner of the match AND THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION!!
Stew-O: Oh Jake, I cannot WAIT for this match! We haven’t had a Hell’s Warpath match since Rising Tide 2016!
Jake Mercer: I am pumped with anticipation, and I can tell this jam-packed Tokyo Dome is pumped too! Let’s find out who drew number one!
(“That Ain’t My America” by Lynyrd Skynyrd plays as Cody Marshall confidently makes his way onto the stage. He has the New Breed Championship around his waist and carries an American Flag almost like a cape behind him! He makes his way down the ramp…)
Ring Announcer: Introducing entrant number one … from Austin, Texas! Weighing in at 308 pounds … HE IS THE PATRIOT… AND YOUR EAW AMERICAN BREED CHAMPION… COOOODDDYYYYY MAAAAARRRRSSHHHAAALLLL!!!
Stew-O: And unfortunately for our champ, he has drawn number one in this match! Drawing first in a Hell’s Warpath match doesn’t favour you at all, because you must do your best to survive the entire thing, and it isn’t easy!
Jake Mercer: Maybe not Stew-O, but this isn’t like a Grand Rampage Match. There aren’t 30 participants in this one, just 6. Cody Marshall is the New Breed Champion, and I am willing to bet he has a few tricks up his sleeve to survive this outing!
Ring Announcer: Now it’s time to figure out who drew number two!-
Cody Marshall: GIMME THAT MICROPHONE! Alright everybody, listen up … my name is Cody Marshall, and I am The Patriot! And as long as my heart’s still beating and I am still breathing fresh air into my lungs, I am, and I always will be, American made! I carry this American flag to the ring with great passion for the beautiful country that I am from! I bleed red, white and blue, and will ALWAYS bleed red, white and blue! I swear to each and every single one of you in attendance tonight, every single person in the back and every single person watching at home that I will not go down without a fight in this Hell’s Warpath Match! I only won this championship a few weeks ago, and I plan on holding it for a VERY long time, and as long as I am holding this belt with great pride, it should be known to everybody that this is a belt held by the American-kind! That’s why this title isn’t the New Breed Championship like this traitor wants to call it… BUT IT IS THE AMERICAN BREED CHAMPION MADE FOR AMERICANS ONLY! Now, bring out my opponents, so I can squash them all!
Stew-O: Bit of a statement made there by our champ! Let’s see who drew in at number two now!
(The lights go dark. “Fancy” by Iggy Azalea plays to a huge ovation from the fans! Out steps Mark Michaels from behind the curtain into a spotlight that appears on the stage, with a huge grin on his face. He confidently makes his way down to the ring, but gets side-tracked at by a hot, drunk Japanese girl wearing a schoolgirl uniform in the crowd…)
Mark Michaels: Konichiwa. I’m Mark, and you are?
Japanese Girl: (kawaii giggle) Konichiwa, my name Saki! I very drunk on saké! (kawaii giggle)
Mark Michaels: Fuck yeah… I mean, uh, nice to meet you Saki! How about we take a selfie for the big screen, hey?!
(Mark whips out his iPhone 7 and begins to get in position for a selfie. Just as he takes the photo, Saki flashes the camera showing her massive rack. It appears on the titantron to a huge ovation from the Japanese fans! Mark Michaels has a huge shit-eating grin on his face, before jumping up and down for joy!)
Mark Michaels: Gracias, Saki!!
Ring Announcer: And uh… f-from Beverly Hills, California! Weighing in at 240 pounds … MAAARRRKKKK MIIICCCCHHHAAAAEEELLLSSS!!!
Stew-O: Well, that was…
Jake Mercer: Erection-worthy.
Stew-O: I was gonna say odd, but whatever. Mark Michaels, still jumping for joy in the middle of the aisleway, sprints down to the ring now! He puts his phone on the apron, slides in AND GETS HIS ARMS WRAPPED AROUND IN THE AMERICAN FLAG BY CODY MARSHALL! CODY NOW DELIVERS A HARD RIGHT-HAND TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD AND MARK HITS THE CANVAS HARD!!! THIS MATCH IS UNDERWAY!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: Wasting no time, Cody unwraps Mark and rolls up the flag before sliding it away to the apron and lifts Mark to his feet and pushes him into the corner! Cody spins Mark around and delivers multiple back elbows to the head! The American Breed Champion taking control early on in what is sure to be a hellacious match! Cody has got to do everything he can to make sure this ring doesn’t get all men involved, and with that said, CODY MARSHALL IS LOOKING TO LIFT MARK MICHAELS OVER THE TOP ROPE! HE’S LOOKING TO ELIMINATE HIM EARLY!
Jake Mercer: But Mark thinking quick delivers some forearms to the skull of Cody, and Cody releases! Mark rushes towards Cody and delivers a shoulder tackle! Mark poses to cheers, before running the ropes! He rebounds and Cody dives onto his body and Mark leaps over him and runs to the other side. Cody jumps to his feet and attempts a big boot but Mark runs to the OTHER side of the ropes again! He comes back and attempts a clothesline but Cody now ducks it and HE RUNS TO THE ROPES NOW! CODY COMES ROARING BACK WITH FORCE AND- … WAIT A MINUTE.
Stew-O: JAKE, MARK MICHAELS IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH HIS PHONE, AND HE JUST TOOK A SELFIE WITH CODY IN THE BACKGROUND RUNNING TOWARD HIM! AND IT’S APPEARED ON THE TITANTRON!! THE FANS ROAR WITH APPROVAL! Cody Marshall, questioning his position in life after taking a glimpse at the titantron, turns toward Mark and MARK HITS CODY IN THE FACE WITH HIS IPHONE 7! CODY STUMBLES BACK TOWARDS THE ROPES! MARK RUNS TOWARDS CODY AND CLOTHESLINES HIM OVER!! OH MY GOD IS HE OUT?!?!
Jake Mercer: NO!! CODY HANGS ON TO THE TOP ROPE FOR DEAR LIFE, AND PULLS HIMSELF UP ONTO THE APRON! MARK GOES FOR ANOTHER FOREARM TO THE SKULL OF CODY, BUT CODY CATCHES MARK BY THE THROAT AND DELIVERS A CHOKESLAM!! CODY CLIMBS BACK IN AND PULLS MARK INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! HERE’S A COVER!
Referee: OOOONNNNEEE!!! TTTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: And a kickout!
Stew-O: But hold on Jake, here’s the countdown! Who is entry number 3?!
10 … 9 … 8 … 7 … 6 … 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 … BUUZZZZZZZ!!!
(The instrumental version of “Rocket Skates” by Deftones plays as the fans await the arrival of Jacob Moore…)
Jake Mercer: Oh Jesus where is this guy gonna come from this time? He’s come from the crowd, from behind us at commentary … hell he even jumped off the titantron and glided into the ring a few weeks back! What more can this man possibly do to surprise us?!
Stew-O: He’s just about done everything he can entrance-wise— AHHH HOLY SHIT!!!
(A camera pans over towards the commentary table as the top of the table falls off. All of a sudden, the table falls apart as Jacob Moore leaps up from within it and poses! Jacob Moore, with his cane, slides into the ring now…)
Jake Mercer: That scared the hell out of me! How long was he in our table for?!
Stew-O: Fuck knows, Jake! But now Jacob Moore wasting no time, our third entrant in this Hell’s Warpath Match SWINGS HIS CANE AT CODY! COUNTLESS SHOTS TO THE LEFT ARM, AND THEN ONE ON THE GUT! Jacob Moore won an opportunity to compete in this match a couple of weeks back against El Irónico! He is a talented individual and is looking to become the new American Breed Champion here tonight!
Jake Mercer: Jacob Moore is a much smaller man than Cody Marshall, and must try to use his quickness to his advantage over the more powerful opponent here! Jacob delivers swift kicks to the back of the legs, before running the ropes and coming back with a PICTURE PERFECT DROPKICK! Cody falls to the mat, and Jacob picks up his cane from the ground and backs himself into a corner! BUT LOOK OUT! MARK MICHAELS COMES RUNNING TOWARDS JACOB AND ATTEMPTS A BIG BOOT, BUT JACOB DUCKS AND—
Stew-O: OH MY! THIS HAS GOTTA HURT! JACOB HAD DUCKED UNDER THE BIG BOOT ATTEMPT BY MICHAELS, AND SMACKS MARK’S NUTS WITH HIS CANE!! MARK, HOLDING HIS GROIN IN PAIN, ROLLS UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING AND TO THE FLOOR! REMEMBER, MARK DID NOT GO OVER THE TOP ROPE SO HE IS NOT ELIMINATED!
Jake Mercer: I fear for what Jacob is thinking right now, as Cody sits up! Jacob lines Cody up and SWINGS HIS CANE RIGHT INTO THE JAW OF CODY!!! CODY FALLS BACK! I THINK HE’S BEEN KNOCKED OUT, STEW! I AM DEFINITELY CERTAIN I SAW A TOOTH FLY OUT OF HIS MOUTH AS WELL!
Stew-O: Jacob drops his cane and attempts to lift the big man up! It’s no use though! He just doesn’t have the strength for it! If Jacob manages to eliminate the champion from this match, it would do wonders for not only his confidence but his momentum in this match too!
Jake Mercer: He does realise he can pin him, right?
10 … 9 … 8 … 7 … 6 … 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 … BUUZZZZZZZ!!!
(“Es Irónico” by Bocca Myers plays to a big ovation as El Irónico sprints to the ring with his bottle of Buckfast and slides under the ropes…)
Stew-O: AND HERE IS EL IRÓNICO! AND LOOK AT THIS! THESE TWO HAVE A LITTLE SCORE TO SETTLE AFTER JACOB MOORE ENDED IRÓNICO’S UNDEFEATED STREAK JUST A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO ON DYNASTY! THE TWO NOW STARING DAGGERS INTO EACH OTHER’S EYES!
Jake Mercer: JACOB LOOKING TO MAKE THE FIRST MOVE AND– OH MY GOD!! EL IRÓNICO JUST POPPED OPEN THE BOTTLE OF THAT BUCKFAST AND IS NOW SPRAYING IT ALL OVER JACOB MOORE!! JACOB MOORE IS DRENCHED FROM HEAD TO TOE IN THAT TONIC WINE, AS THE FANS CHEER IT ON! Jacob is building up rage inside of him right now, AND LETS OUT A HUGE SCREAM! HE SPRINTS TOWARDS IRÓNICO BUT IT’S NO GOOD!!! IRÓNICO SMASHES THE GLASS BOTTLE OVER JACOB’S HEAD, AND JACOB FALLS TO THE MAT HARD HOLDING HIS FACE IN AGONY!!
Stew-O: OH MY GOD! THAT IS A LITTLE GRAPHIC! JACOB HAS A FEW GLASS SHARDS STUCK INTO HIS FOREHEAD, AS BLOOD DRIPS FROM THE GASHES DOWN HIS FACE! EL IRÓNICO POSES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING TO CHEERS. He looks quite proud of himself, as he puts his arms on his waist and nods in approval at the downed Jacob Moore! He turns around and— LOOK OUT NOW! CODY MARSHALL IS BACK TO HIS FEET AND HE GRABS IRÓNICO BY THE THROAT! IS HE THINKING ANOTHER CHOKESLAM?!
Jake Mercer: I think he is, Stew! Cody LIFTS him off the ground but NO! IRÓNICO SLAPS THE ARM OF CODY AND CODY RELEASES! EL IRÓNICO NOW BACKS UP AND DELIVERS A SUPERKICK TO CODY!!! TIIIIMMBBBBERRRR! CODY FALLS TO THE MAT! I CAN’T BELIEVE EL IRÓNICO WAS ABLE TO HIT A SUPERKICK SO PERFECTLY! THAT’S GOTTA BE A FIRST!
Stew-O: BUT HE’S NOT THROUGH YET, JAKE! HE EYES MARK MICHAELS ON THE OUTSIDE! IRÓNICO STARTS A SLOW CLAP AND THE CROWD JOINS IN! IRÓNICO RUNS THE ROPES AND GOES TO DELIVER A SUICIDE DIVE!!!! OHHH NO!!! GOOD GRIEF! IRÓNICO INSTEAD MIS-POSITIONED HIMSELF AND DIVED HEAD FIRST INTO THE SECOND ROPE, AND FLIPPED HIMSELF INSIDE OUT! IRÓNICO HOLDS HIS HEAD IN PAIN AS MARK CLIMBS INTO THE RING.
10 … 9 … 8 … 7 … 6 … 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 … BUUUUZZZZZZZZZZ!!!
(“Voices” by Rev Theory hits as the arena goes dark, and a green light in the shape of a question mark rolls around the arena. A spotlight appears on the ramp now as The Riddler makes his way onto the stage. He surveys the ring, as Mark Michaels is the only man standing, before slowly making his way down the ramp…)
Stew-O: And Jake … here comes THE RIDDLER! New to the EAW scene, he is one of the more unique yet scary individuals I’ve ever seen come through this company. The Green Demon gets to the bottom of the ramp now as the lights come back on and the music stops! It’s just an eerie staredown between Mark and The Riddler! The Riddler, offers a little smirk, before looking under the ring!!! What’s he thinking, Jake?!
Jake Mercer: Nobody knows, Stew – not even HE knows what he’s thinking! OHHH THIS IS GONNA BE BAD NEWS FOR EVERYONE IN THIS MATCH AS THE RIDDLER BRINGS A LADDER OUT FROM UNDER THE RING! The Riddler with a grin on his face, stares down Mark again! AND LOOK OUT FROM BEHIND!!! CODY MARSHALL BACK TO HIS FEET HAS JUST PULLED MARK AROUND AND DELIVERED THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE!!! THE ONE-ARM SPINEBUSTER!! AND IN THIS TIME, THE RIDDLER HAS THROWN THE LADDER INTO THE RING AND HAS SLID IN! The Riddler picks up the ladder and SLAMS it into the head of Cody, and Cody falls on his back!
Stew-O: And wasting no time, The Riddler positions that ladder on top of Cody and begins to ascend to the top rope! Jake, in a match like this, using the top rope is NOT a smart idea!
Jake Mercer: The Riddler doesn’t care, Stew! Nobody is on their feet right now, it’s JUST The Riddler! He turns around and faces the crowd BEFORE DELIVERING THE QUESTION MARK!!! THAT MOONSAULT DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FROM THE TOP ROPE RIGHT ONTO THE LADDER! CODY MARSHALL HOLDS HIS RIBS IN PAIN, AS THE RIDDLER SITS UP AND SMIRKS!
Stew-O: And now it’s El Irónico and Jacob Moore back to their feet, and they are actually working together! They start to beat down on The Riddler, knowing full well that keeping a man this mentally dangerous in this match is probably not a good idea! Irónico now manages to hit a SWINGING NECKBREAKER to The Riddler, and now Jacob Moore picks up that ladder! He sits The Riddler up in the middle of the ring, and makes him wrap his arms around his own ladder!! What on earth has Moore got in mind now?! Jacob Moore steps back into the corner BEFORE RUNNING AND DELIVERING A VICIOUS PENALTY KICK TO THAT LADDER, AND JACOB HOLDS HIS SHIN IN PAIN!!!
Jake Mercer: And El Irónico, noticing that Jacob has retreated to the ropes, sprints towards Jacob now!! Is Irónico thinking of getting the first elimination in this match?!?! NOOO! JACOB FALLS TO THE MAT JUST AS IRÓNICO WENT TO CLOTHESLINE HIM OUT, AND IRÓNICO FALLS OVER THE ROPES AND TO THE FLOOR!— NO, HOLD ON! HE HASN’T FALLEN TO THE FLOOR! IN FACT, THE TOP ROPE AND THE SECOND ROPE HAS WRAPPED AROUND HIS ANKLE AND IRÓNICO IS STUCK THERE!!! HE IS TANGLED UP IN THOSE ROPES RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: This man continues to have the worst luck, and yet somehow, the best luck! BUT LOOK AT THIS! JACOB MOORE STARTS TO GRAB HIS LEG AND TRY TO PUSH HIM OUT TO THE FLOOR! EL IRÓNICO COULD BE THE FIRST ELIMINATION STILL! DOES HE… HE DOES! MOORE IS ABLE TO SHOVE IRÓNICO’S LEG OUT OF THE ROPES AND HE LIFTS HIS HANDS UP IN ADULATION! HE HAS JUST DONE IT AGAIN!
Jake Mercer: NO, HE HASN’T! LOOK! EL IRÓNICO WAS ABLE TO DROP TO THE APRON AND SAVE HIMSELF! LOOK BEHIND YOU, MOORE! LOOK BEHIND YOU! El Irónico enters back in the ring when we see Jacob Moore turn around WHEN IRÓNICO GRABS MOORE AND LOOKS TO TOSS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! HE DOES IT! WITH THAT RIGHT THERE, JACOB MOORE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED FROM THE MATCH RIGHT THERE!
Ring Announcer: Jacob Moore has been eliminated!
Stew-O: We say goodbye and goodnight to our first hopeful in this match and Jacob Moore is livid! He can’t believe that his undefeated streak has come to an end from the man he beat to be in this match! El Irónico is just celebrating at his expense AND LISTEN TO THAT JAKE! THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS FOR OUR FINAL ENTRANT! OUR FIRST ELIMINATION HAS JUST HAPPENED, AND WE ALL KNOW WHO ENTRY NUMBER SIX IS …
10 … 9 … 8 … 7 … 6 … 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 … BUUUZZZZZZZZ!!!
(“Pain” by CFO$ plays to boos, as Lucas Johnson approaches the ring without warning, with brass knuckles on both hands…)
Stew-O: And no fucking around! Here comes Lucas Johnson with brass knuckles on both fists! He is ready and willing to take control of this match!
Jake Mercer: Lucas Johnson gets to the bottom of the ramp, and begins to circle it, surveying the carnage in the middle of the ring! The smashed iPhone 7, the shards of glass from the bottle of Buckfast wine, the ladder, that American Flag rolled up on the ring apron and Jacob Moore’s precious cane! All have been used in this one so far! Lucas Johnson is a hard-hitter, and when he has brass knuckles on, you are more than likely going to lose some teeth and get a broken jaw while you’re at it!
Stew-O: Lucas Johnson jumps on the apron and sees El Irónico, who is still celebrating about the elimination of Moore, and BEGINS TO PULL HIM DOWN TOWARDS BY BY THE BACK OF HIS NECK! LUCAS TRIES TO PULL HIM TO THE FLOOR, BUT IRÓNICO ELBOWS HIM BACK! IRÓNICO TRIES TO FIGHT BACK INTO THE RING TO BE SAFE FROM ELIMINATION!
Jake Mercer: NOT SO FAST THOUGH, STEW! LUCAS FLIPS IRÓNICO OVER AND DROPS DOWN WITH HIM! HE LANDS ON LUCAS’ SHOULDERS IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION ON THE TRIP DOWN!! LUCAS LOOKS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS, AND SMASHES IRÓNICO RIB-FIRST INTO THE RING POST! GOOD LORD, THAT LOOKED VICIOUS! LUCAS JUST TOYING WITH IRÓNICO RIGHT NOW! LUCAS CAN DROP HIM AT ANY TIME AND HE WILL BE THE SECOND ELIMINATION FROM THIS MATCH!
Lucas Johnson: THIS … IS MY TIME!!!! YOU HEAR ME, YOU MASKED IDIOT?! MY TIME!!!
Stew-O: OH MY GOD!!!!! LUCAS JOHNSON JUST THREW IRÓNICO INTO THE CROWD!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IS HE ELIMINATED?! DID HE TOUCH THE FLOOR?! ARE THE FANS OKAY?! THE REFEREES ARE TRYING TO SEE AS LUCAS JOHNSON CLIMBS INTO THE RING AND BEGINS TO BEAT ON MARK MICHAELS IN THE CORNER, AS CODY MARSHALL AND THE RIDDLER TRADE FISTS IN THE OTHER CORNER!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S GREAT AND ALL STEW, BUT WHERE THE HELL IS IRÓNICO?!
Stew-O: LOOK!!! THERE HE IS! HE’S BEING HELD UP BY FANS!!! IRÓNICO LOOKS AROUND AND REALISES THE SITUATION HE IS IN RIGHT NOW! HIS FEET NEVER TOUCHED THE GROUND ACCORDING TO REFEREES!
Jake Mercer: Wait a minute… what on earth?! El Irónico is signalling the fans TO CARRY HIM! HE IS ASKING THEM TO CROWD SURF HIM TO THE BARRICADE! THE FANS COMPLY AS THEY BEGIN TO CARRY HIM AROUND THE ARENA AND THEN FORWARD TO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA!!!
Stew-O: THIS IS ABSOLUTELY SURREAL! I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS IN MY LIFE! IRÓNICO GETS TO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA AND NOW BALANCES HIMSELF AND SLOWLY WALKS OVER TO THE EDGE OF THE BARRICADE! HE BEGINS TO NOTICE THE DISTANCE BETWEEN HIMSELF AND THE STEEL STAIRS! EVERYONE IN THE RING IS TAKING NOTICE OF THIS NOW! THE FANS ARE ON THEIR FEET, CHEERING HIM ON! IRÓNICO TAKES A FEW DEEP BREATHS, AND BEGINS TO COUNT DOWN FROM THREE.
El Irónico: Three ….. Two ….. ONE!!!
Jake Mercer: HE JUMPS AND— OHHHH MAN!! HE DIDN’T SEEM TO GET ENOUGH LENGTH IN THAT JUMP AS HE LANDS HEAD FIRST ON THE STEEL STAIRS AND FALLS TO THE FLOOR! EL IRÓNICO IS OUR SECOND ELIMINATION IN THIS ONE, AND IT HAS COME VERY LATE TOO!!
Ring Announcer: El Irónico has been eliminated!!
Stew-O: It’s a tragedy, but we have to say that he has been taken out of this match and joins Jacob Moore for the people that have had their dreams of being New Breed Champion dashed! We turn our attention to Cody Marshall WHO HAS THE RIDDLER TEETERED ON THE TURNBUCKLE TO ATTEMPT TO ELIMINATE HIM FROM THE MATCH RIGHT HERE AND NOW! CODY MARSHALL TIPS THE RIDDLER ON THE TOP ROPE AND IS ABOUT TO THROW HIM OUT OF THE RING FOR AN ELIMINATION!
Jake Mercer: NO! THE RIDDLER KICKS BACK LIKE A MULE TO SHOVE CODY MARSHALL OFF OF HIM AS HE LANDS BACK TO HIS FEET IN THE RING! The Riddler turns his attention back to the dazed American Breed Champion SPINNING AROUND TO LOOK TO DOT THE QUESTION MARK ON CODY’S FACE! CODY CATCHES HIS FIST! CODY STOPS HIM RIGHT THERE AND DEAD IN HIS TRACKS BEFORE HE SPINS HIM AROUND AND GRABS HIM BY THE THROAT! WE MIGHT HAVE SOME TROUBLE! RAPTURE! CODY MARSHALL PLANTS THE RIDDLE INTO THE CANVAS WITH THE CHOKEBOMB! OUR THIRD ELIMINATION IS JUST A MATTER OF SECONDS AWAY WITH CODY DROPPING DOWN AND HOOKING THE LEG FOR THE MYSTERIOUS RIDDLER!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!!
Ring Announcer: The Riddler has been eliminated!
Stew-O: SHOWDOWN’S CODY MARSHALL HAS ELIMINATED THE RIDDLER, ONE OF THE PROMISING YOUNG TALENTS THAT HAS REALLY IMPRESSED IN THIS HELL’S WARPATH MATCH! It might just be the lack of experience that The Riddler has in EAW, but we have to bid our farewell to him in this match! We are down to the final three in this match as Cody Marshall uses this opportunity to recharge his batteries from the brawl that has taken place while Lucas Johnson still has Mark Michaels trapped in the corner BEATING INTO HIM WITH THOSE STRIKES AS HE WEARS THOSE BRASS KNUCKLES!
Jake Mercer: Lucas Johnson has firm control in this match STRIKING WITH A STIFF SHOT INTO MARK MICHAELS WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES BEFORE HE RUNS BACK INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! Lucas removes his brass knuckles from his hands before he launches himself towards Mark MEETING HIM WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW BEFORE MAKING A SNAP SPIN WITH THE ENZIGURI RIGHT INTO HIS FACE! A NICE COMBINATION FROM THE WRESTLING MACHINE!
Stew-O: DID YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF THAT KICK? HE COULD HAVE BLASTED HIS HEAD OFF OF HIS SHOULDERS WITH THAT! Mark Michaels staggers around the ring from the sheer velocity of that kick when Lucas Johnson rolls back to his feet GRABBING MARK BY THE ARM BEFORE HE FORCES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND AND LOCKS HIM INTO THE MACHINE BREAK!
Jake Mercer: OH MY! MARK MICHAELS KICKS LUCAS JOHNSON’S ARM AWAY FROM HIM BEFORE HE RUSHES IN HIMSELF! SCREEN CRACKER! HE HAS HIM FOR TH– WHAT? LOOK AT THE SHEER POWER AND STRENGTH FROM LUCAS JOHNSON! LUCAS HAS CAUGHT MARK IN HIS ARMS BEFORE THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER COULD CONNECT AND THROWS MARK ON HIS SHOULDERS! HE HAS HIM WHERE HE WANTS HIM! F-5! FIREMAN’S CARRY FACEBUSTER! LUCAS DROPS MARK ON HIS HEAD WITH THAT AND WE COULD HAVE ANOTHER ELIMINATION RIGHT HERE! LUCAS HOOKS THE LEG OF MARK FOR TO TRY AND ELIMINATE HIM FROM THIS MATCH!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRREEE!!!
Ring Announcer: Mark Michaels has been eliminated!
Stew-O: THIS IS IT! WE ARE DOWN TO THE FINAL TWO! DYNASTY VERSUS SHOWDOWN! LUCAS JOHNSON VERSUS CODY MARSHALL! THE WRESTLING MACHINE VERSUS THE AMERICAN BREED CHAMPION! Lucas Johnson revels in his work in this match as he has already gained two eliminations in this match, but quickly tries to find out where the champion has done with himself, before he finds him RUSHING TO HIM WITH A BIG BOOT TO DROP HIM TO THE CANVAS! CODY MARSHALL HAS JUST SWUNG THIS MATCH HEAVILY IN HIS FAVOR WITH ONE MAJOR MOVE!
Jake Mercer: Cody Marshall smiles and walks over to pick up his American flag, waving it around for all to see as the Japanese fans aren’t really interested in this, before he places the flag down and returns to Lucas Johnson! He bends over to pick up Lucas GRABBING HIM BY THROAT AS HE LOOKS TO PUT HIM AWAY WITH THE RAPTURE! HE LIFTS HIM UP FOR THE CHOKEBOMB TO PUT HIM AWAY AND RETAIN HIS AMERICAN BREED CHAMPIONSHIP!
Stew-O: HUGE SHOT TO THE JAW WITH THOSE BRASS KNUCKLES BY LUCAS JOHNSON! LUCAS WAS ABLE TO GRAB ONE OF THE BRASS KNUCKLES HE TOSSED EARLIER IN THE MATCH AND JUST JACKED THE JAW OF CODY MARSHALL! Lucas lands on his feet while Cody collapses right down into the ring when Lucas looks over and sees the ladder that The Riddler brought into the ring! Lucas walks over and drags the ladder towards the center of the ring as he turns his head to face his opponent! What devious plans does he have for The Patriot?
Jake Mercer: Lucas Johnson brings Cody Marshall up to his feet HOISTING HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS AS HE LOOKS TO PUT HIM AWAY WITH THE F-5! CODY IS STILL KNOCKED OUT COLD FROM THE BRASS KNUCKLES! FIREMAN’S CARRY FACEBUSTER INTO THE LADDER! THAT HAS TO BE IT! CODY HAS TAKEN TOO MUCH TO BE ABLE TO SURVIVE THIS! LUCAS ROLLS CODY ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND HOOKS HIS LEG FOR THE PIN!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Pain” by CFO$ plays in the background as a tidal wave emotion washes over Lucas Johnson as he rises out of the carnage that has been wrought in this Hell’s Warpath match as he stands above Cody Marshall and handed the EAW New Breed Championship.)
Ring Announcer: Here is your winner AND NNNNNEEEEEEEWWWWWW EAW NEW BREED CHHHHHAAAMMMMPPPIOOOOONNN… LUUCCCAAAASSSSS JOOHHHNNNSSSOOOONNNNN!!!
Stew-O: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! LUCAS JOHNSON HAS FINALLY BECOME A CHAMPION HERE IN EAW! HE HAS FINALLY CAPTURED WHAT HAS ELUDED HIM FOR SO LONG AND HAS BEEN CROWNED THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT IN THE TOKYO DOME NO LESS!
Jake Mercer: He went to extraordinary lengths tonight and has been chasing after championship gold for the past few months to no avail, but he has finally been able to claim the EAW New Breed Championship for himself in what was a truly testing match for him! Congratulations Lucas Johnson, as you have finally done what you have sought so long to do here!
(Lucas Johnson stands on his feet and holds the EAW New Breed Championship high in the middle of the ring, with a bold look on intensity on his face when the camera tries to get close to him, before he throws the title on his shoulder and starts to make his departure from the ring.)
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(The camera returns back to the ring area with the ring announcer standing in the middle of the ring.)
Ring Announcer: The following match is scheduled for one fall… AND THE LOSER WILL ENTER THE GRAND RAMPAGE MATCH AT NUMBER ONE!!!
(“You Will Know Our Name” composed by ACE+ plays as Moongoose McQueen comes out to mixed reactions. McQueen feeding off the energy of his theme as he runs down the ramp and slides into the ring.)
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, from Austin, Texas… weighing in at 236 pounds… he is the Shiroyasha…. MOOOOOOOOONGOOOOOOOOOOOSE MCQUEEEEEEEN!!
Stew-O: Moongoose McQueen is all fired up for this match! Note this is his debut match on a Free-Per-View event, and in a way, this match acts as an exhibition match for the upcoming Grand Rampage FPV in April!
Jake Mercer: And what better way to get on the hype train than with these two talents right here! Remember, Sebastian Monroe wanted to give TLA a real shot at the world title. He made this match promising a potential number 30 spot to the winner, but the fans have spoken! The loser will get the number one spot instead!
Stew-O: You think they voted that way in spite of McQueen?
Jake Mercer: Trust me, with the following TLA has, that is most likely the case!
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac plays as TLA comes out with his harem to a huge pop. TLA takes his sweet time interacting with the fans.)
Ring Announcer: Introducing his opponent… making his way to the ring from the Poon Palace of Miami, Florida… weighing in at 220 pounds… he is the Sexual Panther… TTTTT-LLLLL-AAAAAAAAA!!!
Stew-O: Man, TLA has been on a real rollercoaster of a career since he dropped that Interwire Championship to Drake Jaeger, getting caught in high profile match up and still not being given a shot for the world title!
Jake Mercer: TLA sending his harem to the back as McQueen starts to taunt TLA that he’ll get that number one spot in the Grand Rampage! Personally, I think Sebastian Monroe wants to see TLA lose this match, and what better than to hire the mercenary himself, Moongoose McQueen!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: This match is underway as both men step up to the center of the ring! Both men with their faces just mere inches from each other as they start to talk trash! Moongoose McQueen throws the first punch!
Jake Mercer: But TLA blocks, and throws a punch of his own! Both men are just swing fists at each other, but TLA is backing Moongoose into the corner! TLA WITH A SWAG SHOT RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE OF MOONGOOSE!
Stew-O: Moongoose grabs TLA and toss him into the corner where McQueen hits with a chop across the chest! McQueen goes for Irish whip to the opposite corner now right when charges after him BUT TLA UTILIZING THE MOMENTUM TO LEAP ONTO THE TOP ROPE AND LEAP BACKWARDS FOR A FLYING CROSSBODY!
Jake Mercer: MCQUEEN ROLLS BACK WITH IT! Moongoose gets back to his feet, TLA still caught in his arm, McQueen swings for a side slam BUT TLA REVERSES INTO A HEAD SCISSOR! McQueen stumbles to get back to his feet, BUT TLA WITH A PICTURE PERFECT DROP KICK TO SEND MCQUEEN OVER THE ROPES!
Stew-O: Moongoose hanging on to the top ropes and managing to get his footing on the ring apron, BUT TLA CHARGES WITH A SPEAR BETWEEN THE ROPES, SENDING BOTH MEN FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE!
Jake Mercer: TLA wastes little time as he instantly starts jumping all over McQueen with Moongoose trying to block all the shots, but TLA is getting some good hits in! TLA picking McQueen back up now, and with all his might, HE TOSSES MOONGOOSE STRAIGHT INTO THOSE STEEL STEPS WITH AUTHORITY! TLA WANTS NOTHING MORE THAN TO WIN THIS MATCH TONIGHT AND FORCE MOONGOOSE TO BE THE FIRST ENTRY IN THE GRAND RAMPAGE MATCH!
Stew-O: MCQUEEN CRASHES SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS AS IT ALMOST LOOKS LIKE A CAR CRASH TOOK PLACE! TLA strikes with kick to the head of McQueen before grabbing him by the hair and DRIVING HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE STEPS!
Jake Mercer: Nasty shot right there that Moongoose just took, but TLA isn’t allowing him a chance to take a break with TLA grabbing Moongoose by the tights now to steer McQueen right back into the steel steps RAMMING MOONGOOSE INTO THOSE STEPS LIKE A BATTERING RAM! THOSE STEEL STEPS EXPLODE TO PIECES RIGHT NOW!
Stew-O: TLA walks around the Tokyo Dome and tries to hype up the crowd, taking a moment to indulge in their cheers, before he turns around to pick McQueen back up. He grabs Moongoose from behind and positions to have the steel steps behind him WHERE HE GOES FOR THE PANTERPLEX ON TOP OF THE STEEL STEPS!
Jake Mercer: TLA RELEASES! BUT MCQUEEN ROLLS OUT OF IT AND IS BACK ON HIS FEET! MOONGOOSE STEPS UP FROM THE STEEL STEPS AND NAILS THE ENZIGURI ON TLA! YOU COULD HEAR THE CRACKLE FROM THAT IN THE CHEAP SEATS! Moongoose pulls TLA up onto the steel steps and hooks him between his legs as something sinister is afoot!
Stew-O: MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN WITH THE SPIKE PILEDRIVER ON TOP OF THE STEEL STEPS! DEAR GOD! MCQUEEN COULD HAVE BROKEN TLA’S NECK RIGHT THERE! McQueen strikes a huge grin on his face before he drags TLA back to his feet and rolls him into the ring before climbing to the top rope now! OH MY GOD! WILL THIS REALLY BE IT!
Jake Mercer: McQueen on the top rope now… HE LEAPS! THE RAIGEKI SPLASH CONNECTS!! FROG SPLASH RIGHT INTO TLA! THIS COULD BE OVER! HOOKS THE LEG!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!…
Stew-O: TLA KICKS OUT! A SPIKE PILEDRIVER ON THE STEPS AND A RAIGEKI SPLASH, BUT TLA STILL REFUSING TO STAY DOWN! IMPRESSIVE! McQueen doesn’t dwell on this as he applies the sleeper hold on TLA now to be begin to wear him down! Despite kicking out, TLA wasn’t showing too much life even after that and this could be serious!
Jake Mercer: The hold is locked in and TLA still isn’t showing signs of struggle! The ref is checking on TLA as he raises his arm!
Referee: ONE!… TWO!…
Stew-O: IF THE ARM DROPS, THIS MATCH IS OVER AND TLA WILL ENTER THE GRAND RAMPAGE AT NUMBER ONE!
Referee: THR– NO! THE ARM DOESN’T DROP!
Jake Mercer: TLA SHOWS LIFE WHEN HE STARTS TO SHAKE HIS FIST NOW AS MCQUEEN STARTS TO TIGHTEN HIS GRIP! McQueen refusing to release the hold as TLA attempts to get back to his feet! TLA managing to get on one foot, carrying Moongoose across his back!
Stew-O: With Moongoose on his back still applying the sleeper hold, TLA RUNS BACKWARDS TO SEND MCQUEEN CRASHING INTO THE TURNBUCKLE CORNER! McQueen is forced to release the hold WHEN TLA SPINS AROUND AND STRIKES HIM ON THE CHIN WITH A VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT! OH MY! TLA DOESN’T WASTE TIME TO LAND ANOTHER ONE INTO MCQUEEN!
Jake Mercer: TLA grabs Moongoose and throws him with an Irish whip to the opposite corner as McQueen flips into the corner before rolling back… YOU’RE DONE! THE ZIG ZAG CONNECTS AS TLA SENDS MCQUEEN NECK CRASHING INTO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: TLA HAS THE SHOULDERS DOWN, BUT MOONGOOSE ALMOST IMMEDIATELY POPS THE SHOULDER UP! TLA grabs Moongoose and brings him back on his feet WITH MOONGOOSE GOING FOR A BIG SWING, BUT TLA DUCKS UNDER AND STRIKES MOONGOOSE WITH THE CARTEL KICK! MCQUEEN IS STILL STANDING, BUT DAZED, WITH TLA LANDING A SECOND CARTEL KICK TO HIS HEAD!
Jake Mercer: McQueen drops to his knees now, and TLA with a strong kick to the chest of McQueen! The crowd is in awe as the sound echoes in the arena. TLA with another strong kick to the chest, and the crowd is in awe once more!
Stew-O: TLA basking in the reaction of the crowd! He prepares to deliver one more big kick… BUT MCQUEEN BLOCKS THE KICK AND GRABS THE LEG…. DRAGON SCREW!! AND MCQUEEN TWISTING THE LEG OF TLA!
Jake Mercer: TLA grabbing a hold of his knee now, as McQueen grabs the leg once more, and does another Dragon Screw! McQueen focusing on the knee now and flips him over to his belly, AND MCQUEEN LOCKING IN AR15!! Moongoose McQueen is using TLA’s own submission move against him as he presses his knee against the spine of TLA and pulls on the leg!
McQueen: TAP! TAP!!
Stew-O: McQueen yelling at TLA to tap, but he refuses! TLA attempting to push McQueen off, but Moongoose shifts position and pulling TLA at a higher angle now! TLA screaming in agony, but continues to try to shake McQueen off! TLA manages to move one is leg from position, and McQueen settles for a Half Boston Crab to have TLA still caught in a submission hold!
Jake Mercer: TLA now pulling McQueen by the leg to try and pull himself out from under him as he attempts to roll back to his feet!TLA beginning to fight back with his other foot as he kicks McQueen off, but the damage to the knee may already be done!
Stew-O: McQueen targets the knee once more, but TLA kicks him off again! TLA staggering as he tries to get back to his feet, and he throws a big right hand! McQueen answers with one of his own!
Jake Mercer: Moongoose and TLA exchanging blows now, but TLA begins to have the upper hand with a flurry of punches! TLA with a big swing, but McQueen ducks…. AND NAILS TLA WITH THE SUPERKICK OUT OF NOWHERE!! HOOKS THE LEG!!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!…
Stew-O: TLA KICKS OUT AGAIN! McQueen starting to show signs of frustration, but TOSSES TLA SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL POST IN THE CORNER! McQueen pulling TLA from the tights, and he pulls back STRIKING WITH KIDNEY SHOTS!
Jake Mercer: Moongoose McQueen is now lifting TLA on to the top rope and striking with clubbing blows to the back of TLA! McQueen makes his way up to the second rope now, as McQueen continues strike the back of TLA’s head with a series of punches!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!
Stew-O: McQueen goes for the inverted frankensteiner from the top rope… BUT TLA HOLDS ON AND MCQUEEN LANDS ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! TLA quickly trying to get up on the top rope, McQueen back on his feet, TLA leaps and turns an 180… FLYING ACROSS THE RING FOR FOR THE BURNOUT!
Jake Mercer: THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON CONNECTS AND DOWN GOES MCQUEEN!! TLA CRAWLING OVER TO MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN NOW… HE PLACES HIS ARM ON TOP OF MOONGOOSE FOR THE PIN! COULD THIS BE IT!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!
Stew-O: NO! THE MATCH CONTINUES AS MCQUEEN RAISES HIS SHOULDER! SO CLOSE!! But TLA is limping his way back to the top rope once more… TLA is signaling for the Sexual Splash… HE LEAPS! MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
Jake Mercer: BUT TLA LANDS ON HIS FEET! TLA staggers as he grabs onto his knee! He might had tweaked it there with that landing! McQueen trying to catch his breath outside the ring, however!
Stew-O: TLA begins to run off the ropes as he attempts to pick up speed! HE MAY BE GOING FOR THE YOLO PLUNGE, BUT MCQUEEN SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING! TLA FAKES MCQUEEN OUT WITH A 305 FEINT TIGER KICK AND RETURNS INSIDE THE RING INSTEAD!
Jake Mercer: MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN WITH THE CLOTHESLINE TO SEND TLA OVER THE TOP ROPE!! TLA HOLDS ON… BUT LOOK AT MCQUEEN RUNNING OFF THE ROPES… LEAPING OVER THE TOP ROPE…. WRAPPING HIS ARM AROUND TLA’S NECK… AND SLINGBLADE TO THE OUTSIDE!! AMAZING SEQUENCE RIGHT THERE!
Stew-O: McQueen wasting little time as he makes his way back to the ring apron to climb the top rope now! MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN TAKES ANOTHER LEAP! THE RAIGEKI FROG SPLASH CONNECTS ONCE MORE!
Jake Mercer: THAT MUST HAD BEEN AN OVER TWENTY FOOT DROP TO THE OUTSIDE, AND MCQUEEN MIGHT HAD HURT HIMSELF THERE AS WELL! Moongoose trying to catch his breath, but TLA probably got the worst of it!
Stew-O: McQueen fights his way back to his feet before rolling TLA back into the ring… McQueen crawls over and hooks the leg once more! THIS COULD BE IT!!
Referee: ONNNEEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRR–
Jake Mercer: WHAT?!! KICKOUT AGAIN!! McQueen hooks the leg once more, BUT TLA KICKS OUT AGAIN! Moongoose starts dropping elbows now and turns to climb to the top rope once more! McQueen going for another splash… AND HE TAKES THE LEAP!!
Stew-O: TLA LIFTS THE KNEES AND MCQUEEN HITS ALL OF IT AS HE CLUTCHES TO HIS RIBS AND GASPS FOR AIR! TLA leaping on top of McQueen now with a forearm smash to the head… APPLYING THE PANTHER PAIN TO MCQUEEN!!
Jake Mercer: TLA, PINCHING THAT NERVE OF MCQUEEN NOW AS MOONGOOSE FLAILS! McQueen with knee strikes to the head of TLA forcing TLA to break the hold!
Stew-O: Both men are back up on their feet, TLA with a kick to the gut GOING FOR THE MEXICAN DESTROYER! BUT MOONGOOSE FLIPS TLA OVER! Moongoose McQueen flips TLA the bird and gives a kick to the gut GOING FOR THE BLACKOUT, BUT TLA PUSHES MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN INTO THE REFEREE!!
Jake Mercer: The referee is out cold but TLA and McQueen continue to fight! TLA GOES FOR THE SWAG SHOT, BUT MCQUEEN CATCHES HIM FROM BEHIND AND THROWS HIM WITH A STRAIGHT JACKET SUPLEX! MCQUEEN IS BRIDGES IT WITH THE SHOULDERS DOWN!
Stew-O: BUT THE REFEREE CAN’T MAKE THE COUNT! McQueen releases the bridge and shakes the ref, but no reaction. McQueen turns around with a kick to the head of TLA once more before moving TLA back into the turnbuckle corner!
Jake Mercer: McQueen resting TLA on the top rope and makes way his way up and TLA up on the top rope! Both men are standing on the top rope now as McQueen turns to his side from that precarious position!
Stew-O: MCQUEEN GOING FOR A SUPER DRAGON SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE!!.. BUT TLA WITH LOW BLOW, LIFTING HIS LEGS BEHIND! McQueen drops the hold… BUT TLA WITH A BODY BLOW! TLA FLIPS OVER…. AND I CAN’T BELIEVE MY EYES!!
Jake Mercer: A MEXICAN DESTROYER OFF THE TOP ROPE!! A MEXICAN DESTROYER FROM THE TOP ROPE, AND MCQUEEN’S HEAD BEING DRIVEN STRAIGHT DOWN INTO THE CANVAS!! TLA hooks the leg!
Crowd: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!!
Stew-O: THAT’S WHAT IT SHOULD BE NOW! BUT THE REFEREE IS STILL OUT!! COME ON REF! MAKE THE COUNT!! TLA HAD THIS WON!
Jake Mercer: The referee crawling over to now! Slowly but surely, he is making his way.. TLA still has the legs hooked… AND THE REFEREE STARTS TO MAKE THE COUNT NOW!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT BY MCQUEEN!! KICKOUT! THE REFEREE TOOK TOO LONG TO MAKE THE COUNT! The match continues, but how much more do both these men got in them? McQueen struggling to get back to his feet, and TLA from behind has he goes for the Pantherplex… BUT MCQUEEN REVERSES INTO THE BREAKING POINT SUBMISSION! THE CROSS FACE IS LOCKED IN!
Jake Mercer: McQueen pulling the neck of TLA backwards now! TLA possibly on the verge of tapping out now! Both men, dead center of the ring now! TLA screaming in agony now…. McQueen screaming for TLA to tap!
Stew-O: TLA attempting to drag himself and McQueen to the bottom rope, but McQueen pulls back harder… BUT TLA MANAGES TO PUSH HIMSELF UP, THE BREAKING POINT IS STILL LOCKED IN, BUT MCQUEEN IS ON HIS SHOULDERS NOW!!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac plays as McQueen continues to apply the move. The referee pulling McQueen off as he raises TLA’s arms in the air.)
Ring Announcer: The winner of this match… TTTTT-LLLLL-AAAAAAAAA!!!
Stew-O: TLA did it!! He beat Moongoose McQueen and put McQueen in the number one spot at Grand Rampage!
Jake Mercer: There is no need for replay of that folks, we all saw it. TLA got the pin first before McQueen could even think of submitting him! TLA won this one fair in square in what was a hard fought match between the competitor!
Stew-O: McQueen in the ring alone with eyes wide open as he lets the reality of the situation sinks in! Moongoose McQueen has himself in the worst position possible in the Grand Rampage match, and the man that put him there is none other than La Pantera Sexual! Congratulations, TLA. Let’s hope there is more to come of you as your journey for a world title shot continues!
(TLA is shown getting the crowd to chant, “You’re Number One!” to McQueen in order to mock him as he celebrates with the crowd while McQueen continues to process the situation that he has been left with.)
(It started with eight people… it ends with only one! The Gold Rush Tournament, hosted by Showdown, will come to a conclusion AT A SHOWDOWN SUPERSHOW! ON MARCH 18TH, WITNESS THE FINALS OF THE GOLD RUSH TOURNAMENT AS SHOWDOWN PRESENTS TO YOU… GOLD MINE! LIVE FROM THE GREENSBORO COLISEUM COMPLEX IN GREENSBORO, NORTH CAROLINA!)
(A match graphic is shown for Drake Jaeger versus Methuselah for the InterWire Championship in a Steel Cage Match)
Mercer: Ohhh yeah, Stew! I’ve been waiting for this one! I think it’s about time for Drake Jaeger to make history by proving all of those doubters wrong that think he’s got no chance of beating a man like Methuselah!
(The Steel Cage structure above the ring begins to descend)
Stew: Drake has proven time and time again, especially during his current tenure, that he’s a force to be reckoned with, but is that enough to compete with the likes of Methuselah? I’m not so sure. I suppose we’ll find out. You can’t deny this is certainly the biggest match of his career, especially inside a Steel Cage, where he’s completely on his own.
Mercer: And the biggest victory of his career too!
Stew: Or the biggest defeat of his career.
(The Steel Cage fully descends as the Tokyo crowd looks on)
Announcer: The following contest is a STEEL CAGE MATCH…. And it is for the EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!….
“I shoot the lights out”…
(The crowd lights up with cheers as the lights throughout the Tokyo Dome dim while smoke starts to appear upon the stage and down the ramp)
“Hide til it’s bright out”…
“Whoa, just another lonely night”…
“Are you willing to sacrifice your life?”
(“Monster” by Kanye West continues to play all throughout the Tokyo Dome as a determined Methuselah makes his way out to the stage in black and white tights and a crimson red trench coat on)
Announcer: First, the challenger!…. Making his way towards the ring…. From The Solitary Candle in The Villa of Ormen!…. Weighing in at 16.47 Stone!…. THIS IS MEEEETTTTTHHHHHHUUUUUSSSSEEEELLLLLAAAAAHHHHH!!!….
Stew: Methuselah has certainly changed over the course of these past few months from what we’re used to seeing out of him, and I’m not sure if that’s for the better or not, but it may have made him even MORE dangerous, especially in a match like this. I believe this is also the first time he’s ever challenged for a Championship such as the InterWire Championship, so it’ll certainly be interesting to see what he’s willing to do to walk out of Japan with it around his waist. The odds are definitely in his favor in a structure like this.
(Methuselah takes off his trench coat, enters the Steel Cage, and paces back and forth inside as the lights in the Tokyo Dome dim once more)
Stew: And here comes the Champion…
( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tp0jj20dZbc begins to play all throughout the Tokyo Dome)
Stew: Oh boy…
“I….”
“I shoot the lights out”…
“Hide til it’s bright out”…
“Whoa, just another lonely night”…
“Are you willing to sacrifice your life?”
(“Monster” by Kanye West [Karetus Remix] continues to play all throughout the Tokyo Dome as Drake Jaeger makes his way out to the stage in his usual dark boots and dark tights, but with a dark trench coat as well, and a fake beard on with the InterWire Championship wrapped around his waist)
Announcer: And his opponent, making his way towards the ring!….. From Japantown, Vancouver, Canada!…. Weighing in at 203 Pounds!…. HE IS THE REIGNING AND DEFENDING EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION…. “THE FINAL BOSS”, DRAKE JAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEGGGGGGEEEERRRRRRRRR!!!….
Mercer: Haha, I love this! But that Announcer got it wrong! That’s not Drake Jaeger! That’s Edgelord! Drake’s alternate persona! He’s been absolutely right about everything since this all began! Everything he’s preached about Methuselah! He’s here to mock everything that man in the ring represents, and he’s gonna top it all off by delivering him the biggest defeat of his life!
(“Monster” by Kanye West [Karetus Remix] fades out as Drake Jaeger takes off his trench coat and enters the ring, taking off his fake beard and throwing it across the ring at Methuselah)
Stew: Drake wasting no time trying to poke the proverbial bear here… Is he trying to climb the Cage wall? What on Earth is he doing?!
(The Referee scolds Drake, telling him to get off the Cage wall while Methuselah plays around with the fake beard Drake threw at him)
Drake (no microphone): I want to start the match from up here!
Mercer: Methuselah’s telling the Ref to let him?! Has he lost his mind? I guess that’s a stupid question… But nonetheless, this match will be over in seconds if he lets Drake start this from the top of the Cage!
Stew: The Ref’s reluctant, but Methuselah seems oddly fine with it… The Official picks up the InterWire Championship off the canvas and holds it up for the crowd and Methuselah to see before handing it off, telling them to lock up the Cage door, and calling for the bell to start this off!
Mercer: Drake’s gonna end this in record time!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew: WHOA, MAYBE NOT AS METHUSELAH IS LIGHTNING QUICK TO CLIMB UP THE STEEL CAGE WALL WHERE DRAKE IS!! DRAKE’S TRYING TO ESCAPE, BUT METHUSELAH IS RIGHT ON HIS TAIL! THE INCREDIBLE SPEED OF METHUSELAH DESPITE HIS AGE AND EXPERIENCE!! DRAKE’S GOT TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CAGE, BUT HE’S STILL AT THE TOP! METHUSELAH’S THERE! HE’S ALREADY THERE AS HE REACHES OVER THE TOP OF THE CAGE TO GRAB DRAKE BY THE HAIR!! HE’S PULLING HIM BACK INTO THIS! HE DRAGS DRAKE BACK UP TO THE TOP! DRAKE WITH A SHOT TO METHUSELAH! METHUSELAH WITH A SHOT OF HIS OWN! DRAKE WITH ANOTHER STIFF SHOT TO METHUSELAH, BUT METHUSELAH REPLIES WITH AN ONSLAUGHT OF SICKENING HEADBUTTS! DRAKE’S LOOKING DAZED! METHUSELAH NOW… NOW LIFTING DRAKE… OH NO… OH LOOK OUT!!
(Methuselah hits a Falcon Arrow on Drake Jaeger from off the top of the wall of the Steel Cage)
Mercer: JESUS CHRIST, NO!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOMEBODY CHECK ON DRAKE JAEGER!
Stew: METH DRIVER!!! AN INCREDIBLE METH DRIVER FROM SO HIGH UP IN THE AIR AS DRAKE JAEGER HAS BEEN NOT ONLY BROUGHT BACK INTO THE RING, BUT EMPHATICALLY WITH THE MOST DEVASTATING FALCON ARROW I’VE EVER SEEN!! DRAKE ISN’T MOVING AN INCH! METHUSELAH MAY HAVE HURT HIMSELF ON THAT LANDING, BUT IT MAY HAVE BEEN WORTH IT IF HE CAN FINISH THIS OFF RIGHT HERE AND NOW! HE MAY BE THE ONE ENDING THIS CONTEST IN RECORD TIME! METHUSELAH CRAWLS OVER TO DRAKE’S LIFELESS BODY! HE COVERS HIM TO CROWN A NEW INTERWIRE CHAMPION!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!!……… TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!………… THREE!!!!!
Mercer: DRAKE JAEGER KICKS OUT! HE KICKS OUT! DRAKE JAEGER IS ALIVE, STEW! He had me going there! I genuinely thought this contest was over there! Phew! Not just ANYONE could survive taking a massive maneuver like that, Stew! Drake Jaeger’s already proving he’s not to be underestimated!
(A slow-motion replay is shown of Methuselah hitting Drake with a Falcon Arrow from the top of the Steel Cage)
Stew: Yeah, but it may not last too long if this keeps up! Methuselah shoots right back up to his knees with that familiar, animalistic look gleaming in his eyes! He’s pulling at his hair! He’s rambling incoherent words as he rises back to his feet, and slowly starts backing into the nearest corner! How many times have we seen this? We know what’s coming next, but I don’t think Drake does! The InterWire Champion – for the time being – is at the mercy of his opponent at this moment, still recovering from that career-threatening Meth Driver he took! He’s barely able to comprehend where he is from the look on his face… Methuselah knows exactly where he is though! He’s on the prowl! He’s a hungry animal, stalking his prey as he watches from the corner! Drake’s stirring, slowly getting up! Drake with a glazed over look in his eyes as he grabs the clothes of the Referee to help himself up! Is he trying to call for a time out?! He is! I don’t think you’re gonna get one of those here, Drake! DRAKE TURNS AROUND AS METHUSELAH COMES CHARGING FOR HIM! SPEAR!!!!!!
Mercer: DRAKE PULLS THE REFEREE INTO THE WAY OF THE ONCOMING METHUSELAH!!!
Stew: NO–METHUSELAH MANAGES TO STOP HIMSELF FROM HITTING THE OFFICIAL WITH THE SPEAR, NOT LETTING WHAT HAPPENED LAST DYNASTY REPEAT ITSELF!!
Mercer: DRAKE CATCHES METHUSELAH BY SURPRISE FROM BEHIND! HE’S GOT HIM! NOBLE PHANTASM!!!!! NO–METHUSELAH’S FIGHTING IT WITH A STIFF ELBOW TO THE FACE OF DRAKE! A second elbow into Drake, but the InterWire Champion refuses to let go! A third elbow connects as Methuselah breaks from Drake’s grip for a standing switch! SNAP German Suplex connects on Drake! Come on, Drake! I don’t know if he can take much more of this! Drake refuses to give up! He refuses to die in this contest despite all the damage he’s taken as he struggles to get back to his feet… But unfortunately, Methuselah is already back on his feet, and he’s waiting for him! Methuselah with a hard right hand to the face of a dazed Drake! He pulls Drake in for a second shot! A LOUD spinning backfist connects across the face of the Champion! Come on! Drake’s reeling! He goes back into the nearest corner! METHUSELAH COMES CHARGING! RAPTURE!!!
Stew: That VIOLENT Helluva Kick across the face of Drake connects!! Drake is absolutely STUNNED! He’s barely able to keep it together and it may not last much longer as Methuselah keeps him in his feet, grabbing ahold of him! HE BRINGS DRAKE WITH HIM AS THEY PICK UP MOMENTUM! METHUSELAH SENDS DRAKE FACE-FIRST INTO THE CAGE WALL! WHAT IMPACT! A DAZED AND CONFUSED GOES BACKPEDALING INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING, WHERE A CRAZED METHUSELAH AWAITS HIM! HE CATCHES DRAKE FROM BEHIND!! KRISHNA LOCK!!!!! HE’S GOT THAT KATAHAJIME IN ON DRAKE JAEGER AS THIS SPELLS THE END FOR THE CHAMPION!!! THE LIFE OF DRAKE FADING HERE AS HE–
Mercer: DRAKE SWINGS A LEG BACKWARDS INTO THE GROIN OF METHUSELAH?!! HE GOT HIM!! THE HOLD IS BROKEN! THE KRISHNA LOCK IS NO MORE!! METHUSELAH’S NOT DOWN THOUGH! HE’S STILL STANDING, BUT HE’S DEFINITELY IN PAIN!! YAMCHA’D!!! DRAKE JAEGER WITH A BEAUTIFUL SUPERKICK TO METHUSELAH AS BOTH MEN DROP TO THE CANVAS! I can’t believe he pulled that off! What a comeback! Drake Jaeger is alive and kicking! He’s crawling his way towards a nearby corner of the ring as a damaged Methuselah crawls to the opposite corner! Both men dragging themselves up in their respective corners!
Stew: DRAKE JAEGER EXPLODES OUT OF HIS CORNER! INCOMING! A BIG RUNNING CORNER DROPKICK CONNECTS INTO THE BODY OF METHUSELAH!! HE’S NOT FINISHED AS HE RUNS BACK TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER AND CHARGES BACK! A SECOND BRUTAL RUNNING DROPKICK TO METHUSELAH CONNECTS IN THAT CORNER!! HE’S STILL GOING! DRAKE IS STILL GOING AS HE RUSHES BACK TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! HERE HE COMES AGAIN! NO–METHUSELAH BURSTS FROM THE CORNER AND NAILS THE INCOMING DRAKE JAEGER WITH A MASSIVE YAKUZA KICK THAT TURNS DRAKE INSIDE OUT!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN ONCE MORE! NO–METHUSELAH SHOOTS BACK UP! HE’S SHAKING THE COBWEBS OUT! HE WANTS TO TAKE BACK FULL CONTROL!
Mercer: Drake had it, damn it! He turned the tables! Methuselah’s right back on the prowl! He’s got that crazed look in his eyes again as he reaches down, grabbing a handful of Drake’s glorious hair, and pulls him up! Methuselah with a knee to the skull of Drake as he pulls him up! Another knee into the skull of the InterWire Champion! Come on, he’s defenseless! He’s got Drake up to his feet! AND A LOUD KNIFE-EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST OF DRAKE!! DRAKE DROPS TO HIS KNEES FROM THE SHEER PAIN OF THAT CHOP! METHUSELAH PULLS HIM BACK UP! ANOTHER SICKENING KNIFE-EDGE CHOP CONNECTS! DRAKE DOESN’T DROP THIS TIME AS HE JUMPS WITH A KNEE TO THE SKULL OF METHUSELAH! HE REFUSES TO GIVE UP! METHUSELAH WITH A POWERFUL FOREARM INTO THE FACE OF DRAKE! DRAKE WITH A BICYCLE KICK TO THE FACE OF METHUSELAH! METHUSELAH FIRES BACK WITH BIG BOOT TO THE FACE OF DRAKE! BOTH MEN NOT WANTING TO BE THE FIRST TO FALL! THEY’RE BOTH WOOZY! DRAKE SWINGS WITH LARIAT!
Stew: DRAKE’S LARIAT IS BLOCKED! METHUSELAH RETALIATES WITH A LARIAT OF HIS OWN!! DRAKE DUCKS THE INCOMING ARM OF METHUSELAH AND CATCHES HIM FROM BEHIND! ROCK THE DRAGON SUPLEX CONNECTS!!! A VIOLENT ROCK THE DRAGON SUPLEX THERE AS DRAKE KEEPS METHUSELAH IN HIS GRASP! HE’S LOOKING FOR NUMBER TWO HERE! HE DRAGS METHUSELAH UP WITH HIM! Hold on, Methuselah’s not letting it happen that easily! He’s fighting! Methuselah’s got that wild look again as he swings an elbow into the side of Drake’s head! A second elbow! METHUSELAH BREAKS FROM DRAKE’S GRASP! HE SPINS AROUND TO–
Mercer: ANOTHER LOUD JUMPING KNEE TO THE FACE OF METHUSELAH FROM DRAKE! METHUSELAH’S DAZED, BUT ON HIS FEET! DRAKE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A BIG MASENKO CHOP AS METHUSELAH GOES STUMBLING BACKWARDS INTO THE NEAREST CORNER! DRAKE’S FEELING IT! HE’S GOT LIFE BACK IN HIM! HE STARTS PANTOMIMING ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS AS HE EYES METHUSELAH! DRAKE COMES CHARGING IN FOR JAJANKEN!!! A BIG DISCUS PALM STRIKE CONNECTS ACROSS THE FACE OF A CORNERED METHUSELAH!!! DRAKE’S NOT DONE! HE’S NOT DONE YET AS HE PICKS METHUSELAH UP, ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! HE’S GONNA FINISH THIS!
Stew: Drake would love nothing more than to end this, and he may just do it! He had been on the receiving end of offense for the most part in this contest, but he’s managed to take control! He may be able to pull this off as he climbs to the top turnbuckle with Methuselah! HE’S PICKING HIM UP! LOOKING FOR THE GIGA DRILL BREAKER!!! NO–Methuselah’s fighting! He’s fighting with everything he’s got to avoid this Brainbuster to the top turnbuckle! He scratches at the eyes of Drake, allowing himself to escape that precarious position! A temporarily blinded Drake nails Methuselah with a hard shot! A second shot connects! Methuselah grabs the head of Drake and drives it right into the Steel Cage wall! METHUSELAH PUSHES DRAKE OFF, SENDING HIM LANDING GROIN-FIRST ON THE TOP ROPE!! The pain on the face of Drake says it all there! He had control and let it slip through his fingers!
Mercer: Damn it! Methuselah looks like he’s already right back on the offense here as he sets himself up on top! Drake’s a sitting duck here! METHUSELAH JUMPS FOR A BIG LARIAT TO DRAKE JAEGER OFF THAT TOP ROPE!! DRAKE FALLS RIGHT BETWEEN THE ROPES AND THE CAGE WALL! This crowd is definitely on Methuselah’s side! Drake needs to think of something and fast! He needs some sort of saving grace if he has any hope of surviving this! Methuselah rises back to his feet as a dazed Drake clutches the ropes to pull himself up, still right up against that Cage wall… METHUSELAH’S UP AND WASTES NO TIME CHARGES INTO THE OPPOSITE ROPES! HE’S PICKING UP MOMENTUM AS HE COMES BARRELING TOWARDS DRAKE! SPEAR!!!!! DRAKE MOVES!! DRAKE DODGES AT THE LAST SECOND AS METHUSELAH CRASHES SKULL-FIRST INTO THE CAGE WALL!! YES! DRAKE CATCHES HIM WITH AN IMMEDIATE KNEE TO THE SKULL!! METHUSELAH GOES REELING INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! HE’S FALTERING! DRAKE’S GOT A CHANCE TO TURN THIS AROUND!
Stew: YES HE DOES! DRAKE’S GOT METHUSELAH IN HIS SIGHTS! HE LEAPS TO THE TOP ROPE! BAO ZAKERUGA!!! A HEINOUS DIVING DDT AS METHUSELAH IS PLANTED RIGHT ON TOP OF HIS SKULL!! WHAT A MOVE! DRAKE STILL ALIVE IN THIS! HE ROLLS METHUSELAH OVER AND HOOKS A LEG, HOPING THAT’S IT!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!……… TWO!!!!!!!!
Mercer: And Methuselah kicks out! He’s not done just yet! It’ll unfortunately take more than that to keep a guy like this down, Drake! You’re gonna have to borderline kill the man! We’ve seen what he’s taken and still survived! Drake looks like he’s about had all he can take of this man, Methuselah! He looks livid! Drake grabs Methuselah by his head, driving it down into the canvas! Again! And again! Drake pulls Methuselah up with him now… DRIVING THE CHALLENGER STRAIGHT INTO THE CAGE WALL! DRAKE NOW GRATING THE FACE OF METHUSELAH UP AGAINST THAT STEEL MESH!! DRAKE JAEGER JUST TORTURING HIS OPPONENT! Methuselah drops to one knee as Drake proceeds to press a knee against the back of his skull, pressing his face against the Cage wall!! Drake is doing absolutely everything he can to hurt this man! He finally lets up as he brings Methuselah with him to the nearest corner…
Stew: DRAKE WITH A LOUD KNIFE-EDGE CHOP AND AN IMMEDIATE ELBOW SMASH TO THE SKULL OF METHUSELAH! KNIFE-EDGE CHOP! ELBOW SMASH! HEADBUTT TO METHUSELAH! MULTIPLE HEADBUTTS TO THE SKULL OF THE CHALLENGER! A SNAPMARE NOW TO METHUSELAH! DRAKE WITH FOOTBALL KICKS RIGHT INTO THE SPINE OF HIS OPPONENT!! DRAKE GRABS THE HEAD OF METHUSELAH FOR A KNEE STRIKE! ANOTHER KNEE STRIKE! ANOTHER! SHOOT KICKS NOW! HE PULLS METHUSELAH UP! A KNEE TO THE GUT! DRAKE HITS THE ROPES, LOOKING TO FINISH OFF THE JUSTICE EXECUTION!! SCISSORS KICK!!! NOBODY’S HOME! METHUSELAH BARELY DODGES IT! DRAKE TURNS AROUND AS METHUSELAH SWINGS! DRAKE CATCHES HIM, PICKING HIM UP!! CHAPTER BLACK!!! A VIOLENT SIT-OUT TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS AS DRAKE COVERS METHUSELAH TO FINISH THIS CONTEST!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!!!
(Methuselah kicks out at one as the shocked Tokyo crowd cheers)
Mercer: WHAT?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?! HOW?! HOW DID HE–COME ON! THIS GUY IS INHUMAN! DRAKE IS BAFFLED! ABSOLUTELY BAFFLED, AND SO AM I! DRAKE IS SCREAMING AT THE REFEREE, BUT IT’LL DO HIM NO GOOD! THERE’S NO DOUBT THAT WAS A MERE ONE COUNT! How Methuselah pulled that off is beyond me, but he did! He’s absolutely still alive here! Drake needs to think of something else! He needs something! A furious Drake Jaeger climbs back to his feet, pushing the Referee out of his way! He looks unsure of what to do! I can’t blame him! How do you keep a man like Methuselah down?! Drake makes his way to the nearby corner, making his ascent… He’s on the top turnbuckle, looking down at his battered opponent! A stream of blood running down the forehead of Methuselah from a mix of those maneuvers against the Cage wall and that brutal assault earlier as Drake looks to finish this off! Methuselah’s trying to get back up! He’s still going!
Stew: Indescribable resilience from the former 6-time World Champion! He’s proving just how much he wants to walk out of Tokyo with that InterWire Championship! He just refuses to stay down for anything! DRAKE SWITCHES DIRECTIONS AS HE STARTS CLIMBING THE CAGE WALL! DRAKE IS LOOKING TO ESCAPE ONCE MORE! HE’S CLIMBING AS FAST AS HE POSSIBLY CAN, BUT HIS BODY HAS TAKEN SO MUCH PUNISHMENT AND EXHAUSTION HAS SET IN! HE’S NOT GOING AS FAST AS HE’D LIKE TO, AND METHUSELAH IS BACK TO HIS FEET, COMING RIGHT AFTER HIM! DRAKE’S GOING AS FAST AS HIS BODY CAN CARRY HIM! HE’S AT THE TOP! METHUSELAH’S SPED UP! HE’S CAUGHT DRAKE JUST BEFORE HE COULD CLIMB OVER! METHUSELAH PULLS DRAKE DOWN, BACK INTO THE CAGE! METHUSELAH WITH CLUBBING SHOTS INTO THE LOWER BACK OF THE CHAMPION!
Mercer: DRAKE’S KICKING AT HIM! COME ON, KNOCK HIM OFF, DRAKE! THIS IS OVER IF YOU CAN GET HIM OFF!
Stew: METHUSELAH PULLS DRAKE ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, IN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION?! WHAT’S HE THINKING?! HE’S NOT GOING FOR AN ELECTRIC CHAIR DRIVER, IS HE?! HE IS! METHUSELAH’S GOING FOR IT FROM THE TOP ROPE AS DRAKE IS PANICKING!! EGO DEATH DRIVER FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!
Mercer: NO–DRAKE’S FIGHTING IT! HE’S FIGHTING IT WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS LEFT IN HIS BODY! A STORM OF HARD LEFT SHOTS RIGHT INTO THAT LACERATION ON THE FOREHEAD OF METHUSELAH! AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN! METHUSELAH’S FEET ARE WOBBLING ON THE TOP ROPE!! DRAKE–
Stew: REVERSE FRANKENSTEINER FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!! DRAKE JAEGER SENDS METHUSELAH LANDING RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD VIOLENTLY ON THE CANVAS!!! MY GOD!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN IN THE RING! SOMETHING’S GOTTA GIVE! SOMEONE HAS LEAVE HERE AS INTERWIRE CHAMPION, AND RIGHT NOW, IT LOOKS AS THOUGH THAT MAN MAY BE DRAKE JAEGER, WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! His chest is heaving as he scratches at the canvas! Sweat dripping down the face of Drake as he struggles to move! Forcing his body to keep going if he wants to win this! I’ve never seen a man with so much hate in his eyes as Drake Jaeger does right now as he glares at Methuselah! Methuselah still somehow able to move after that Frankensteiner!
(A slow-motion replay is shown of Drake Jaeger hitting Methuselah with a top rope Reverse Frankensteiner)
Mercer: Don’t act surprised that Drake is once more in control, Stew! I told you from the very beginning how you and Methuselah and all of these people were underestimating Drake! Now look! He’s on the verge of finishing this! Methuselah’s propped up against the middle rope as Drake gets to his feet! I’ve never seen a man to determined to end a match as Drake is right now! He points to Methuselah with a gun hand gesture!
Drake (no microphone): BANG!
Mercer: DRAKE HITS THE ROPES AND COMES CHARGING WITH ALL HIS MIGHT TO END THIS!! DEVIL TRIGGER!!!!!!
Stew: SPEAR!!!!!!! SPEAR!!!! METHUSELAH SPRUNG TO HIS FEET AND DAMN NEAR BROKE THE INCOMING DRAKE JAEGER IN HALF WITH A SPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE!!! METHUSELAH COVERS HIM TO FINISH THIS!!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!……… TWO!!!!!!!!!!!……….. THREE!!!
Mercer: DRAKE JAEGER KICKS OUT! HE GOT A SHOULDER UP! HE’S STILL IN THIS! HE HASN’T LOST ANYTHING JUST YET, STEW! METHUSELAH EVEN LOOKS LIKE HE’S IN DISBELIEF FROM THAT! I TOLD YOU HE UNDERESTIMATED DRAKE!
Stew: Incredible resilience from the InterWire Champion in this contest, no doubt about it! But he may not last much longer with Methuselah back in the driver’s seat! Methuselah’s practically salivating at the mouth as he climbs back to his feet, eying his prey in Drake Jaeger! Methuselah’s right back in the corner with Drake locked in his sights! Drake is dazed and confused here! I don’t think he has much of anything left in the tank! He struggles back to his feet! DRAKE TURNS AROUND AS METHUSELAH EXPLODES FROM THE CORNER WITH MOMENTUM AT HIS BACK! SPEAR!!!!!
Mercer: DRAKE SIDESTEPS THE INCOMING SPEAR AS METHUSELAH GOES INTO THE CAGE WALL!!
Stew: NO! METHUSELAH STOPS HIMSELF BEFORE HE COLLIDES WITH THE WALL! AN EXHAUSTED DRAKE COMES BARRELING TOWARDS THE CHALLENGER! HE’S CAUGHT! METHUSELAH CATCHES THE INCOMING DRAKE! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX AS DRAKE JAEGER GOES FLYING STRAIGHT INTO THE CAGE WALL!! DRAKE IS HURT!! WHAT A MOVE THAT WAS! Methuselah shoots right back up, right back on the attack! He can feel the potential end on the horizon! He would love to finish Drake right here and now! Methuselah gets back to his feet and makes his way over to Drake, pulling him up where he is between the ropes and the Cage wall… Hold on… Methuselah’s climbing the ropes… He’s got Drake… METHUSELAH PULLING DRAKE UP! HE PULLS HIM OUT FROM BEHIND THE ROPES AND BRINGS HIM DOWN INTO THE CANVAS WITH A HUGE IMPALER DDT FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! DRAKE MAY BE OUT!
Mercer: DAMN IT, NO! COME ON, DRAKE! DO SOMETHING!
Stew: I don’t think there’s much left he can do! Methuselah has taken back full control! Methuselah rises back to his feet, contemplating what to do… HE GRABS THE LEGS OF DRAKE!! HE’S GOT HIM! HE TURNS DRAKE OVER, LOOKING FOR SOMETHING BIG!! NAZAR LOCK!!!!! HE’S LOOKING FOR IT, BUT DRAKE IS STILL CONSCIOUS, STILL FIGHTING! HE’S PANICKING AS DRAKE STRUGGLES DESPERATELY TO NOT LET METHUSELAH LOCK THIS HOLD IN!! DRAKE’S FIGHTING WITH EVERYTHING HE’S GOT LEFT! HE MANAGES TO TURN HIMSELF ONTO HIS BACK!! METHUSELAH CHANGES COURSE… SLINGSHOT!!! A SLINGSHOT SENDS DRAKE FACE-FIRST INTO THE CAGE WALL!! HE DROPS TO THE CANVAS LIKE A SACK OF BRICKS AS METHUSELAH SITS UP! THIS CROWD FIRMLY BEHIND METHUSELAH! He wants to end this! More than anything! He wants the InterWire Championship, and he just may get it if he keeps this up! Methuselah gets to his feet, making his way to the nearby corner…
Mercer: I don’t like where this is going at all, Stew… Methuselah’s perched on the top… NO–HE CLIMBING HIGHER! IS HE ESCAPING THE CAGE?! WHAT A COWARD! Come on, Drake, stop him! Not like this! Methuselah climbs to the top of the Cage as Drake slowly rises back to his feet, unable to stop him! Methuselah… What the Hell is he… No way… No way is he… METHUSELAH’S LOOKING DOWN AT DRAKE… OH MAN… DRAKE, DO SOMETHING! METHUSELAH’S GOT DRAKE LOCKED IN HIS SIGHTS!
Stew: IT MAY NOT BE A WISE DECISION, BUT METHUSELAH ISN’T ESCAPING THE CAGE! HE’S GOT SOMETHING BIGGER IN MIND, BUT WHAT?! DRAKE’S ON HIS FEET AS HE SLOWLY TURNS AROUND… METHUSELAH LEAPS!!! DIVING SPEAAAARRRR!!!!!!!
(Drake Jaeger hits the incoming Methuselah with a Devil Trigger knee as the stunned crowd erupts)
Mercer: HOLY SHIT!! DEVIL TRIGGER!!!!! DRAKE JAEGER WITH A DEVIL TRIGGER RIGHT INTO THE DIVING METHUSELAH!!!! I DON’T KNOW IF HE GOT ALL OF IT, BUT HE GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH!!! METHUSELAH IS HURT, AND HE’S HURT BAD!! MY GOD WHAT A COUNTER!!
Stew: AN INCREDIBLE COUNTER THAT MAY HAVE EVEN HURT DRAKE WITH HIS KNEE COLLIDING WITH THE SKULL OF METHUSELAH COMING FROM SUCH A HEIGHT!! DRAKE PULLS HIMSELF UP AS METHUSELAH IS MIRACULOUSLY STILL MOVING!
(A slow-motion replay is shown of Drake Jaeger countering the Diving Spear from the top of the Steel Cage into a Devil Trigger)
Mercer: Absolutely astonishing, Stew! Drake has done it! He has Methuselah right where he wants him! Drake now… He’s backing into the corner! DRAKE’S STALKING HIS PREY! HE’S MOCKING METHUSELAH’S MANNERISMS! METHUSELAH PULLS HIMSELF UP AGAINST THE NEAREST SECOND ROPE! DRAKE CHARGES WITH ALL HE’S GOT!!! DEVIL TRIGGER!!!!! A VIOLENT SECOND DEVIL TRIGGER CONNECTS TO THE SKULL OF METHUSELAH!!! DRAKE COVERS HIM!!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!……. TWO!!!!!!!!!!!……… THREE!!!!
Stew: HE KICKS OUT!! METHUSELAH KICKS OUT! DRAKE IS BAFFLED! HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT! SOMEHOW, SOME WAY! METHUSELAH IS STILL IN THIS! DRAKE IS SMACKING THE CANVAS, ABSOLUTELY FURIOUS! HE THOUGHT THAT WAS IT! HE PULLS OFF HIS ELBOW PAD AND THROWS IT IN HIS RAGE BEFORE GRABBING A HOLD OF METHUSELAH ONCE MORE! SOMETHING’S GOTTA GIVE! IT’S GOTTA END! DRAKE DRAGS METHUSELAH UP! HE’S GOT HIM FROM BEHIND! NOBLE PHANTASM!!!!! NO–METHUSELAH ROLLS OFF THE BACK OF DRAKE?! DRAKE TURNS AROUND TO SWING AT METHUSELAH, BUT IT’S DUCKED AS METHUSELAH HITS THE ROPES! DRAKE TURNS AROUND AS METHUSELAH CHARGES!! SPEAR!!!!!
Mercer: DEVIL TRIGGER!!!!! A THIRD DEVIL TRIGGER CONNECTS AS A SHOCKED DRAKE JAEGER LOOKS AT THE ONCE MORE DOWNED METHUSELAH!! I DON’T THINK HE CAN EVEN BELIEVE ANY OF THIS! HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!!……. TWO!!!!!!!!!!……… THREE!!!!!
Stew: METHUSELAH KICKS OUT AGAIN?! HOW?! I CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE WHAT I’M SEEING HERE! DRAKE JAEGER IS AT A LOSS FOR WORDS! HE JUST CAN’T KEEP THIS MAN DOWN! NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES! METHUSELAH WON’T STAY DOWN! DRAKE LOOKS SHAKEN AT SOMEONE WAS INHUMAN AS THE ONE BEFORE HIM! HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO MAKE OF THIS!
Mercer: Drake climbs back to his feet, shaking his head… He doesn’t seem to want anymore of this! He goes to the Cage wall, looking to escape this! Methuselah’s stirring! Drake’s given up entirely on trying to finish this with a pinfall! Methuselah refuses to die! Drake’s climbing as fast as he possibly can, desperate to win this by any means! Methuselah somehow forces himself up, immediately stumbling into the ropes to keep himself on his feet! He looks completely out of it! He’s bloodied and battered! He lumbers his way across the ring, looking to stop Drake! Drake needs to move faster! Come on! METHUSELAH IS CLIMBING! HE’S FASTER THAN I EXPECTED TOO! COME ON, DRAKE, GET OUT OF THERE BEFORE THINGS GO SOUTH! DRAKE’S DOING ALL HE CAN TO ESCAPE FROM THIS MONSTER OF A CHALLENGER! METHUSELAH IS CATCHING UP!!
Stew: DRAKE MAKES IT TO THE TOP!! HE’S UP ON HIS FEET, HE ISN’T SURE WHAT TO DO! METHUSELAH ISN’T FAR BEHIND! METHUSELAH’S GONNA PULL HIM IN IF HE TRIES TO CLIMB DOWN BY THIS POINT! DRAKE–
(Drake Jaeger leaps off the top of the Steel Cage and through the English Dynasty Announce Table as Stew-O and Jake Mercer jump out of the way)
Stew: JESUS CHRIST!!! DRAKE JAEGER–HE JUST JUMPED OFF THE TOP AND THROUGH THE TABLE!! WHAT IS HE–
(DING! DING! DING!)
Mercer: He did it? HE DID IT! DRAKE JAEGER DID IT! HE WON! DRAKE JAEGER JUST WON THIS CONTEST! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! DRAKE JAEGER HAS BEATEN METHUSELAH HERE TONIGHT!
(A surprised Methuselah looks on from near the top of the Steel Cage as “The Final Boss” by contRoVersy plays all throughout the Tokyo Dome)
Announcer: The Winner of this contest… AND STTTTTIIIIIIILLLLLL INTERWIRE CHAMPION…. DRAKE JAAAAAAEEEEEEEGGGGGEEERRRR!!!!
Mercer: HAHAHA! I told you, Stew! I told you! By hook or by crook, Drake Jaeger has beaten Methuselah tonight at Reckless Wiring! He’s still the undisputed InterWire Champion whether you like it or not!
Stew: I… I can’t say I really agree with how this just came to an end, but…
(Medical staff rush down to ringside to check on an unmoving Drake Jaeger laying in the shattered remains of the Dynasty Announce Table)
Stew: I suppose it was a smart strategy when it comes down to it… Not a very noble one, but… Definitely won that worked. Drake Jaeger has, in fact, retained the InterWire Championship here tonight against Methuselah.
(An exhausted, disappointed Methuselah paces around in the ring as the Steel Cage begins to lift)
Mercer: You didn’t want to believe me, Stew, but here’s your proof! He may not be in the best of health right now, but Drake Jaeger is still YOUR InterWire Champion! He just proved thousands, if not millions of people wrong! Drake Jaeger has done it! The biggest victory of his career!
Stew: I’ll definitely give you that, Jake, this is the biggest win Drake Jaeger has ever had, though… I’m not so sure he feels like a winner right now.
(The Referee raises the hand of Drake Jaeger and hands him the InterWire Championship as he’s lifted onto a stretcher)
Mercer: What a night! What a win! Congratulations to that man, Drake Jaeger! Edgelord has prevailed over Methuselah!
(The camera turns away from the ring where we are met with Sebastian Monroe sitting in his office with an enormous smile on his face with as he watches the results of his hard work through a flat screen television in his office.)
Sebastian Monroe: This show has been amazing! Every match has been spectacular, well except for the first match of the night with that Jamie O’Hara picking up a world title shot, but nevertheless! I won’t stress about one match! A great Hell’s Warpath Match, a phenomenal Interwire Championship Steel Cage Match, and we still have the Barbed-Wire Steel Cage Match with the EAW World Heavyweight Championship to end on! It’s just been a fantastic night! There’s literally nothing that co–
(The door swings open with furious intent when we’re met with TLA smiling towards the General Manager, before he slams his hands down on the desk and gets right into his face.)
TLA: So, how was that, Monroe? Did that match right there impress you enough?
Sebastian Monroe: Well, congratulations, TLA! You won in the Tokyo Dome against Moongoose McQueen, who has been given the opportunity to be in the Grand Rampage Match! However, you should be worried about getting in the Grand Rampage Match yourself!
TLA: What are you talking about? I proved that there should be no other participant from Dynasty to be in that match THAN LA PANTERA SEXUAL! If you don’t put me in there, The TLArmy will be bringing the fight to you, Monroe!
Sebastian Monroe: Oooohhhh, I’m scared of some Internet fans that are going to blast my social media with all of their cries about the injustice of having TLA not be involved in the Grand Rampage! OH TLA, SPARE ME FROM THIS FATE! Get over yourself, fool! I don’t care about your TLArmy or what you think! You won the match, but you failed to qualify in the match! Better luck next time!
TLA: What kind of backwards logic are you trying to pull on me? I should be entering into that Grand Rampage RIGHT NOW! Whatever, maybe I just pull what some other person has been doing to you and trash this office to get some damn attention around here. Seems to be the only thing that works around here.
Sebastian Monroe: UGH! Fine! You want to be in the Grand Rampage? I can make that happen! However, just like the chance to compete for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship YOU HAVE TO EARN IT! Next week, I’ll put you in a match.., but your opponent will be announced after Reckless Wiring! Now, get out of my office before I call security in here!
(TLA ponders this for a second and challenges him to do it, as Sebastian Monroe starts to grab his cell phone, before TLA finally turns around and marches out of his office.)
(A video highlighting the feud between The Heart Break Boy and Devan Dubian plays….)
(The camera cuts back to the Tokyo Dome where thousands of Japanese fans in attendance are seen cheering and clapping for the match that is to unfold, as Dynasty’s ring announcer stands in the ring.)
Ring Announcer: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS AN IRON MAN MATCH SET FOR A 30 MINUTE TIME LIMIT AND IT IS FOR THE EAW HALL OF FAME CHAMPIONSHIP! If Devan Dubian wins, he will retain the EAW Hall of Fame Championship! If Heart Break Boy wins, the series will be tied 1-1!
(“Multiply” by A$AP Rocky sounds throughout the arena as The Heart Break Boy comes out to a down the middle reaction. He wears a shiny, glittery, and gleamy red and black attire, proceeds to the ring, and flexes his muscles.)
Ring Announcer: INTRODUCING THE CHALLENGER!!! From Ferguson, Missouri! Weighing in at 220 POUNDSSS!!….”THE GOLDEN BOY” THE! HEART! BREAK! BOOOOOOYYYYYY!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: I CAN’T EVEN EXPLAIN THE FEELING I HAVE RIGHT NOW! I’m so excited and hyped for this match just like this Tokyo Dome crowd! This match is going to be absolutely ELECTRIC!
Stew-O: I’m excited as well! This match has so much tension and hype surrounding the two men, and the grand reward is the Hall of Fame Championship! The Heart Break Boy has been chasing that title for quite a few months, and he is now desperate! Tonight, if he doesn’t win and is unable to capture that championship, Damien Murrow says that another opportunity at the title is gone! There is a lot of pressure on HBB’s shoulders, but let’s see if he can overcome the odds tonight!
(The Heart Break Boy gets ready in the ring, until all of a sudden the light goes pitch black. Distant feet stomping is heard, getting faster and louder. It builds to a climax, and then “This Means War” by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play as the fans erupt in cheers. Devan Dubian steps out, his championship over his shoulder as he stares The Heart Break Boy with intensity.)
Ring Announcer: INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT!!! From Leicester, England, United Kingdom! Weighing in at 230 POUNDSS!!!! HE IS YOUR EAW HALL OF FAME CHAMPIONNN!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE WELCOME “THE AMAZING EMIR” DEVAAAAANNNNN DUBIAAANNNNN!!!!!
Stew-O: THE HALL OF FAME CHAMPION HAS ARRIVED! Devan Dubian is one of the best performers to step foot in this ring, and that Hall of Fame Championship is his evidence to show for it! Tonight, Devan Dubian is faced with one of the toughest challenges of his career, facing off against a legend in Heart Break Boy, in an ironman match!
Jake Mercer: I’d say Showdown scum, but I’m not a Pierre McGuire. Devan will definitely have to pull out all stops in order to retain his title, because one pin is not going to keep that win for Dubian!
(Devan gets in the ring, as him and Heart Break Boy get up close, trash talking one another as Dubian raises his title high. The referee pushes both of them back, as Dubian hands his title to him. The referee shows it to The Heart Break Boy, then raises it up for the crowd to see. A 30 minute timer graphic appears on the screen.)
Jake Mercer: I absolutely cannot wait for his match to start! It’s been hyped for weeks and now it’s arrived!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(30:00 minutes remaining…..)
Stew-O: AND HERE WE GO! DEVAN DUBIAN VS HEART BREAK BOY, IN AN IRON MAN MATCH HAS BEGUN! Both men are now circling each other, staring each other down, as they meet in the middle of the ring and… The Heart Break Boy is offering a hand?! What?! The Heart Break Boy wants to shake hands with Devan Dubian, in some weird form of respect? Dubian looks at the hand and at the crowd, clearly dumbfounded by this too! He’s looking back and forth at HBB’s hand and the Japanese fans, and now he’s reluctantly reaching out his hand. This is madness! Dubian and Heart Break Boy shake hands, as The Heart Break Boy smiles-BUT WAIT! HEART BREAK BOY STEPS BACK AND LIFTS HIS LEG! GOLDPRINT! GOLDPRINT! NO! DUBIAN CATCHES THE LEG! HE CATCHES IT BEFORE SERIOUS DAMAGE COULD HAVE BEEN DONE! THAT’S WHY YOU NEVER TRUST A SNAKE LIKE THE HEART BREAK BOY! Dubian looks at his opponent with anger and rage, spins him around, AND A LARGE LARIAT CONNECTS TO THE HEART BREAK BOY! HBB IS DOWN! Dubian just saved himself from the trickster, as he now picks Heart Break Boy off his feet AND HITS HIM WITH A STIFF EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Devan cocks his fist back, AND ANOTHER UPPERCUT! HE’S GOING TO CLOSE HIS JAW PERMANENTLY IF THIS KEEPS UP! Dubian moves forward, slowly as The Heart Break Boy is putting his hands up, acting like he’s innocent!
HBB (no mic): It was just a prank bro! Calm down!
Jake Mercer: But Dubian is not having it, and grabs HBB by the hair! He places him in the corner AND BEGINS TO HAMMER HIM WITH STIFF RIGHTS TO THE HEAD! DUBIAN’S HAND IS LIKE A MACHINE GUN RIGHT NOW, AND IS GOING RAPID FIRE! If Devan keeps this up, he’s going to get disqualified, and a point will go to The Heart Break Boy! The referee is now getting in the way of Dubian and Heart Break Boy, seperating the two opponents, but The Hall of Fame Champion is still staring at The Golden Boy with malicious eyes! He’s clearly mad after almost falling for that trick the Heart Break Boy tried to pull off, but he shouldn’t let his emotions cloud his actions, especially in a match like this! HBB collects himself in the corner, clearly shook after that BRUTAL assault by The Amazing One…..BUT DUBIAN IS NOT GOING TO LET HIM REST AS HE CHARGES AT HIM! HEART BREAK BOY WITH A KICK! A light kick to the chest, BUT DUBIAN COMES RUSHING AGAIN! ANOTHER KICK TO THE CHEST! HBB is using everything to keep himself away from Devan, BUT HE GRABS THE HEART BREAK BOY BY HIS WRIST! HE IRISH WHIPS HIM INTO THE CORNER, BUT THE HEART BREAK BOY REVERSES MID-WAY! Dubian is now in the corner AS HBB COMES RUNNING AT HIM WITH A STIFF KNIFE-EDGED CHOP! MY GOD! YOU COULD HEAR THAT FROM ANOTHER CONTINENT! DEVAN’S CHEST IS ALREADY RED, BUT HBB WILL NOT STOP AS HE LANDS ANOTHER VICIOUS CHOP TO THE STERNUM! Dubian is now gripping his chest tightly, because that was HARD!
Stew-O: DEFINITELY! The Heart Break Boy now grabs Devan, and irish whips him into the ropes…..AND A NICE DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF THE AMAZING EMIR! Dubian is down once more, as Heart Break Boy has now turned the tables against the champion! He now looks at Dubian, turns him over and begins stomping him like an animal! He’s stomping all over the back of Devan, and now he’s grabbed the legs and lifts them up….HBB IS GOING FOR THE BOSTON CRAB! THE CHAMPION’S LEGS ARE IN THE HEART BREAK BOY’S GRASP AS DUBIAN SCRAMBLES TO GET OUT! HBB IS USING ALL HIS STRENGTH TO TURN HIM OVER…..BUT IT DOESN’T WORK AS DUBIAN USES HIS LEGS TO FLIP THE HEART BREAK BOY! Devan saved himself from what was potentially more back pain as both competitors are now at their feet……GOLDPRINT! THE SUPERKICK-NO! DEVAN DUBIAN DODGES IT BARELY! THAT COULD’VE BEEN REALLY BAD BUT DUBIAN IS NOT WASTING TIME AS HE PICKS HBB FROM BEHIND HIM! OLYMPIC SLAM….BUT THE HEART BREAK BOY LANDS ON HIS FEET! BOTH MEN SAVING THEMSELVES FROM WHAT COULD BE DEVASTATING MOVES! Dubian turns around, and has a waistlock on the Heart Break Boy! He’s going to try to hit a german suplex, but The Heart Break Boy with a standing switch! Dubian realises he’s in a bad position, because Heart Break Boy is going to go for one of his signature moves! NOW HBB LIFTS DUBIAN UP WITH GREAT POWER, AND A GERMAN SUPLEX CONNECTS! DUBIAN WAS TOO LATE TO STOP THAT, BUT HEART BREAK BOY STILL HAS THE WAISTLOCK ON THE YOUNG FOX, AND LIFTS HIM UP ONCE AGAIN! ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX! IF THE HEART BREAK BOY HITS A THIRD ONE, HE’LL COMPLETE THE THREE AMIGOS! HE LIFTS HIM UP! THREE-DEVAN WITH A VICTORY ROLL! A VICTORY ROLL REVERSAL AND HBB’S SHOULDER’S ARE DOWN!
Referee: ONEEEE!!!!……TWOOOO!!!!
(25:00 minutes remaining…..)
Jake Mercer: KICKOUT BY THE GOLDEN BOY! Dubian almost got the point for himself there! It’s been around 5 minutes, and not one point has been scored yet. Devan rolls back as both adversaries are now on their feet, meeting in the middle of the ring, AND DUBIAN WITH ANOTHER EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! That rocked the jaw of Heart Break Boy but he retaliates with A STIFF FOREARM TO THE FACE OF DUBIAN! AND NOW AN UPPERCUT TO HBB! A FOREARM TO DEVAN! UPPERCUT! FOREARM! UPPERCUT! FOREARM! THESE TWO MEN ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH LIKE HELL, AND THERE DOESN’T SEEM TO BE AN END POINT! Dubian now grabs The Heart Break Boy by his head, and looks at him with so much disdain and hatred! HE JUMPS AND TURNS! BLEEDING EDGE! BUT NOOOO! HEART BREAK BOY PUSHES HIM BACK BEFORE HE COULD EXECUTE THE JUMPING CUTTER! Devan turns around, AND MEETS WITH AN ENZIGUIRI TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD BY HBB! Dubian is stunned and dazed, clearly having no idea where he is, BUT HE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND TRIES TO HIT A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE! HBB DUCKS THE CLOTHESLINE! DUBIAN HAS NO CLUE AS HE TURNS AROUND, AND MEETS A SUPERKICK TO THE GUT! Dubian grips his stomach tightly, clearly in pain, BUT WAIT! HE GRABS THE TOP AND MIDDLE ROPE, AND REBOUNDS BACK TO HBB! PENDULUM LARIAT! THAT CLOTHESLINE NEARLY TOOK THE HEAD OFF THE GOLDEN BOY AND NOW BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!
Stew-O: WHAT A SEQUENCE! These two men know each other so well, counter upon counter, and now they’re both down on the mat! These Japanese fans are clapping and cheering, applauding for what a match this has been so far! Both Devan Dubian and The Heart Break Boy are now starting to recover, using the ropes to get back up. Dubian is still gripping the ropes tightly, holding on, BUT HBB RUSHES FORWARD! GOLDPRINT-DUBIAN DODGES IT AGAIN! HEART BREAK BOY CANNOT HIT THAT SUPERKICK AS HE TURNS AROUND….INTO A BLEEDING EDGE! BLEEDING EDGE! THE JUMPING CUTTER CONNECTS AS DEVAN DUBIAN HOOKS THE LEG!
Referee: ONEEEE!!!!….TWOOOO!!!…THREEEE!!!!
Ring Announcer: The score is now Devan Dubian – 1, and Heart Break Boy – 0!
(18:00 minutes remaining)
Stew-O: DUBIAN DID IT! DUBIAN GOT THE FIRST POINT IN THE MATCH! This gives him a BIG advantage over HBB, as The Heart Break Boy has to get two points in order to go over Dubian! Now all he has to do is to keep that score!
Jake Mercer: That’s true, but that’s hard! 20 minutes of straight fighting and battling? Things are bound to happen! Devan is now standing, looking at The Heart Break Boy, talking trash and now he’s stomping at the limbs of HBB! Stomp on the arm, leg, and head! Dubian is trying to disassemble him as he bounces off the ropes…. AND A HUGE KNEE DROP TO THE FACE OF THE HEART BREAK BOY CONNECTS! The Golden Boy is stunned, and now he rolls out of the ring to recover! He’s gripping his face and limbs, clearly aching, BUT DUBIAN WILL NOT LET HIM RECUPERATE AS HE ROLLS OUT OF THE RING AS WELL! He grabs Heart Break Boy, and hits him with a stiff right hand! He places his fist back, and fires off with another right hand! HBB is trying to retreat to our announce table, grabbing it, BUT DUBIAN GRABS HIM BY THE HAIR! HE SLAMS HIS FACE ON OUR TABLE! AND THEN HE SLAMS HIM AGAIN! AGAIN! Devan is shouting at the face of HBB, enraged!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Stew-O: Our referee has begun counting, but I don’t think I’m liking what Dubian is planning here! He’s grabbing HBB, pulling him up AND NOW BOTH MEN ARE STANDING ON OUR TABLE! I THINK I HAVE AN IDEA WHAT DEVAN IS TRYING TO DO HERE! HE WANTS TO PERFORM A BLEEDING EDGE CUTTER ON THIS TABLE! HE’S LOOKING AT THE HEART BREAK BOY WITH DEATH IN HIS EYES!
Devan Dubian (no mic): EAT THIS YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Stew-O: DEVAN DUBIAN JUMPS! BLEEDING EDGE ON OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE…NOOO!!! THE HEART BREAK BOY PUSHES HIM AWAY, SAVING HIMSELF!!
Referee: FOUR! FIVE!
Dubian turns around AND HBB KICKS HIM IN THE GUT! WHAT IS HEART BREAK BOY THINKING HERE?!! HE’S LIFTING HIM UP! OH MY GOD!!! BRAINBUSTAAAA!!! A BRAINBUSTER ON OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE AND DUBIAN’S NECK HAS BEEN DESTROYED! ABSOLUTELY DEMOLISHED BY THE HEART BREAK BOY!
Referee: SIX! SEVEN!
Jake Mercer: The Heart Break Boy has just absolutely destroyed Dubian with that brainbuster! But it won’t matter unless HBB somehow brings both himself and Devan back in the ring! He’s scrambling, grasping at anything so he can get up, crawling like an insect!
Referee: EIGHTT!!!
HBB IS UP! HE GRABS DUBIAN BY HIS HEAD, LIFTS HIM UP, BUT HE’S MOVING SLOW! WILL HE GET BACK IN THE RING?!
Referee: NINEEE!!!!
AND THE HEART BREAK BOY BARELY GETS BOTH HIM AND DUBIAN BACK IN THE RING! That was close! Dubian is lifeless on the canvas, as HBB HOOKS HIS LEG FOR THE PIN!
Referee: ONEEE!!!!! TWOOO!!!!! THREEE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: NOOOOOOOO!!!!! DUBIAN KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT! HOW DID DEVAN DUBIAN KICK OUT OF THAT BRAINBUSTER ON THE TABLE?!!! HE SHOULD BE KNOCKED OUT! HOWW??!!!! THE HEART BREAK BOY IS LOOKING AT DUBIAN WITH THE SAME SENSE OF DISBELIEF WE ALL HAVE! HE’S DUMBFOUNDED! But now The Heart Break Boy’s expression of shock has now turned into rage, as he looks at Dubian with disgust! He lifts him off the ground, AND PLACES HIM ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! DUBIAN IS STILL DAZED AND CANNOT DEFEND HIMSELF! HBB IS GRABBING DEVAN IN A PENDULUM POSITION! NOO! HE’S GOING TO DO IT! THE BACKBREAKER ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! OUCH!!! DUBIAN’S SPINE WAS SPREAD ACROSS THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE AND NOW HE’S SCREAMING IN ABSOLUTE AGONY!!! The Heart Break Boy is a sadistic man! But he’s not going to waste any time as Dubian lies in the ring, in obvious pain, Heart Break Boy lifts up the ring skirt! What’s he getting?!……..WHAT?!! THE HEART BREAK BOY HAS A CHAIR! HE HAS A STEEL CHAIR IN HIS HANDS! WHY WOULD HE DO THIS?! IF HE USES THIS HE’LL GET DISQUALIFIED AND A POINT WILL GO TO DEVAN DUBIAN! BUT I DON’T THINK OUR WORDS ARE GOING TO STOP THIS TWISTED MAN, AS HE GETS IN THE RING! HE’S LIFTING UP THE CHAIR! THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO STOP HIM BUT IT’S TOO LATE! THE HEART BREAK BOY SLAMS THE CHAIR INTO THE BACK OF DUBIAN! AND THEN AGAIN! AGAIN! MY GOODNESS HE’S ATTACKING THAT BACK THAT WAS JUST HURT AFTER BEING DROPPED HE’S MAULING DUBIAN WITH THE CHAIR AND NOW THE REFEREE HAS TO DISQUALIFY HIM!!!
(12:00 minutes remaining…..)
Ring Announcer: The score is now Devan Dubian – 2, and The Heart Break Boy – 0!
Stew-O: WHYY??!! WHY WOULD HEART BREAK BOY SACRIFICE A POINT?!!!
Jake Mercer: IT’S OBVIOUS, STEW!! HBB has attacked Dubian’s back, and especially after that backbreaker on the top turnbuckle, it’s now in a LOT more pain than it was! The Heart Break Boy is targeting Dubian’s back, trying to immobilise him! If his assault continues, Devan might not be able to walk AT ALL! The Heart Break Boy now drops the chair, as the referee is now in the face of The Golden Boy! He’s just shouting at him! But The Heart Break Boy is just ignoring him! He’s clearly only focused on Devan Dubian and nothing else! With 12 minutes left on the clock, HBB is determined to win that championship, and if he has to use a foreign weapon to do so? Then so be it! The referee is trying to remind Heart Break Boy about the rules, BUT HE DOESN’T CARE AND HE BEGINS STOMPING AT THE BACK OF DUBIAN! THAT’S JUST ADDING INSULT TO INJURY RIGHT THERE!!! AND HE LIFTS DEVAN’S LEGS UP! NO! NO, DON’T DO THIS HBB! NO! HE’S WRAPPING DUBIAN’S LEGS AROUND HIS LEG, AND HE TURNS DEVAN OVER!!! AHHH!!!! SHARPSHOOTER! SHARPSHOOTER!!! MY GOD! THE HEART BREAK BOY HAS THE SHARPSHOOTER LOCKED ON DEVAN DUBIAN! WHY?!!! HE’S GOING TO SNAP HIS DAMN SPINE!!! AND DUBIAN HAS NO CHOICE! HE’S IN ABSOLUTE PAIN! HE TAPS! DEVAN DUBIAN TAPS FROM THE SHARPSHOOTER!!!
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the score is now Devan Dubian – 2, and The Heart Break Boy – 1!
(7:00 minutes remaining….)
Stew-O: AND THE HEART BREAK BOY GETS BACK IN THE GAME! HE GETS HIS FIRST POINT IN THIS IRONMAN MATCH WITH 7 MINUTES LEFT! While I may not like how he got the point, a point’s a point, right? Devan Dubian is lying on the mat, gripping his back, in absolute agony! I’m not sure he can even stand, let alone perform wrestling manuevers! But The Heart Break Boy will not waste any moment, because he’s only got a few minutes to really take control of the match! HBB is slowly lifting Dubian back up to a vertical base, but that’s hard because Dubian is in unknown pain! He finally gets him up, BUT HE TAKES HIM DOWN AGAIN! HE’S LOOKING FOR A BOSTON CRAB! HE’S TRYING TO TURN THE WEAKENED DUBIAN-BUT DEVAN WITH RESILIENCY! HE’S KICKING HBB IN THE HEAD, TRYING TO GET HIM AWAY! He eventually does, and now Heart Break Boy is reeling……DUBIAN COMES RUSHING IN! HE GRABS HIM BY THE NECK AND POSITIONS HIM BEHIND HIS BACK! INVERTED HEADLOCK BACKBREAKER ON HBB! THAT CLASSIC DUBIAN MOVE AND NOW IT’S HEART BREAK BOY GRIPPING HIS SPINE! How is Devan even able to stand? He got demolished by that back attack by The Heart Break Boy!
Jake Mercer: Adrenaline, Stew! Adrenaline is fueling this man tonight! HBB is now walking on wobbly legs, AS DUBIAN GRABS HIM AND LIFTS HIM UP! WOW! OLYMPIC SLAM ONTO THE HEART BREAK BOY! WHAT STRENGTH FROM THE AMAZING ONE! But now Dubian is feeling the effects of performing a move like that, and now he’s wincing in pain from his back! He used his back to lift HBB up, which was probably not a good idea! BUT WAIT! DEVAN DUBIAN KIPS UP! HE KIPS UP! HOW??!! HOW IS HE STILL STANDING?!! WHAT KIND OF DRUGS IS THIS MAN ON?!! DEVAN IS NOW STANDING ON HIS TWO LEGS, AS THE JAPANESE FANS HERE IN TOKYO ARE CHEERING AND CLAPPING! LOOK AT THIS! DUBIAN IS GETTING THE CROWD FIRED UP! HE’S WAITING IN THE CORNER, GETTING READY FOR THE ULTIMATE MOVE!! DEVAN IS LOOKING TO HIT THAT MOVE THAT HE RARELY EVER GETS OUT, THE MOVE HE ONLY USES IN TIMES OF NEED! HE’S LOOKING INTENSELY AT THE HEART BREAK BOY, AND HE CHARGES! LAST RESORT! LAST RESORT PUNT KICK-NOOOO!!!! GOLDPRINT! GOLDPRINT! THE SUPERKICK TO THE FACE OF DUBIAN FINALLY CONNECTS PERFECTLY! HE RAN STRAIGHT INTO THAT KICK, AS DUBIAN’S BODY DROPS DOWN, AND HBB HOOKS A LEG!
Referee: ONEEEE!!!!!!…..TWOOO!!!!!!…..THREEE!!!!!!
Ring Announcer: THE SCORE IS NOW DEVAN DUBIAN – 2, AND THE HEART BREAK BOY – 2!
(1:00 minutes remaining…..)
Stew-O: AND HBB HAS TIED UP THE SCORES! BOTH OF THEM HAVE THE SAME AMOUNT OF POINTS NOW! NOW ALL THEY HAVE TO DO IS GET ONE POINT OVER ONE ANOTHER! DEVAN IS DOWN ON THE MAT, LIFELESS, BUT THE HEART BREAK BOY WILL NOT STOP! HE’S GOING TO TRY AND GET ANOTHER POINT! HE’S GRABBING THE ROPES IN THE CORNER, AND STOMPING HIS FEET! WE ALL KNOW WHAT HE’S LOOKING FOR HERE! HE’S LOOKING FOR ANOTHER GOLDPRINT, A GOLDPRINT TO FINALLY SEAL THE DEAL! ONE STOMP! TWO STOMPS! THREE STOMPS! FOUR STOMPS! FIVE STOMPS! WITH ONLY A FEW SECONDS LEFT, HBB NEEDS TO HIT THIS! IF HE DOESN’T, HE’LL LOSE CONTROL OVER THE ENTIRE MATCH! DEVAN DUBIAN IS STANDING UP, WOBBLY BUT STANDING, AND THE HEART BREAK BOY SIDESTEPS TOWARDS DEVAN! GOLDPRINT! SUPERKICK-NOOOOO!!! DISCUS ELBOW SMASH TO THE FACE OF THE GOLDEN BOY! DUBIAN SAVING HIMSELF, AS HBB IS STUNNED, AND DEVAN DUBIAN JUMPS! BLEEDING EDGE! NOOO!!!! THE HEART BREAK BOY WITH A KNEE TO THE BACK! HE PUSHES DUBIAN AWAY, AS HE TURNS AROUND-GOLDPRINT! GOLDPRINT! A SECOND GOLDPRINT CONNECTS TO THE FACE OF DEVAN DUBIAN!!!
(5 seconds remaining…..)
Jake Mercer: DEVAN IS KNOCKED OUT COLD AS THE HEART BREAK BOY FALLS ON TOP OF HIM!!! 5 SECONDS LEFTT!!!!!
Referee: ONEEEEE!!!!!!!!……….TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
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THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ring Announcer: AND THE FINAL SCORES….DEVAN DUBIAN – 2, AND THE HEART BREAK BOY – 3!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Multiply” by A$AP Rocky erupts in the arena as The Heart Break Boy stands up, joyful and happy. The Japanese fans clap, as the referee hands the EAW Hall of Fame Championship to The Heart Break Boy. He raises it high in the air, and performs his taunt, celebrating.
Ring Announcer: AND THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY THREE FALLS TO TWO, AND YOUR NEEEEEWWW EAW HAALLL OF FAAAMEEEE CHAAAAMPIOOONNN……THE HEAAARTTTT BREAAAKKK BOOOOOOYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: HE DID IT! THE HEART BREAK BOY DID IT! HE BEAT DEVAN DUBIAN AND HAS WON THE EAW HALL OF FAME CHAMPIONSHIP! WHAT A MATCH THIS WAS! Both men fought like hell, fought to the end, and now The Heart Break Boy is champion! The one championship that has eluded HBB for his entire career, and now he has been rewarded for it!
Jake Mercer: He truly does deserve that championship, Stew! But don’t forget about Devan Dubian! It takes two to create a great match, and Dubian was the other half! He was resilient, and possessed intelligence that managed to keep himself in the game this entire match. I applaud both men, because this match was nothing short of excellence.
(The camera focuses on The Heart Break Boy, holding up his championship and dancing around the ring in delight of his victory.)
(It’s a night of unpredictability… a night where anything can happen… a night where one man’s dream will be realized! The dream to headline the biggest event in EAW history in the tenth annual Pain for Pride! One man will go through the largest match to ever happen in EAW and it will be broadcast LIVE FROM CAMP NOU IN BARCELONA, SPAIN ON APRIL 15TH, 2017!)
(The camera pans back inside of The Tokyo Dome, packed with an international crowd that has flown from around the world to see this event, cheering and celebrating when the barbed-wire steel cage is shown on the camera, followed by dramatic music while the cage descends down to the ring.)
(Footage is shown of Jacob Senn’s actions leading up to him finally retaining the World Heavyweight Championship against The Heart Break Boy and calling for an open challenge, answered by Xavier Williams and TLA, setting up a contender’s match.)
Jacob Senn: All of you can chase this championship, but no one shall put this reign to rest.
(We are shown images of the match between Xavier Williams and TLA, with Xavier prevailing and earning the right to challenge for the championship, leading to the next week when both men would proclaim the stipulations for the match.)
Xavier Williams: At Reckless Wiring, the World Heavyweight Championship will finally have the champion that it actually deserves.
(Xavier Williams is shown to grab Jacob Senn after his match with Anthony Leonhart, driving him into the mat with the End of the World powerbomb, before repeating this vicious act and bouncing him off of the ring apron to leave him with EMTs.)
Jacob Senn: The EAW World Heavyweight Champion has the champion that it deserves, and it’s not someone who has ruined their chance from the start.
(The video shows Jacob Senn meeting Xavier Williams during his match with The Heart Break Boy with a steel chair, while Xavier rolled out of the ring and backtracked towards the stage, with Jacob ready for the fight to unfold.)
Xavier Williams: All eyes go from who should be champion to who is the champion in an instant.
Jacob Senn: For when you look back on that moment you answered my challenge, that will be the time when you are forced to tell yourself that it wasn’t worth it.
Xavier Williams: I’m going to make you go home and reevaluate whether all of this is still worth it. I’m going to make you question whether putting yourself through these kinds of torture is still worth it. I’m going to make you ask yourself if pissing away everything that you worked to create is still worth it.
Jacob Senn: You made a massive mistake when you decided to return from that assault that Jamie O’Hara into the Elimination Chamber, a horrendous error when you took on Methuselah and left in victory, because all of those actions led you to the demise that will constantly play throughout your mind with that single question that we’ve spoken about throughout this week. Was it all worth it?
(Highlights of both men’s careers play out before we are finally left with a scene of intensity shared between the two as the camera returns to the ring to show the cage fully lowered and prepared for the match ahead.)
Ring Announcer: The following main event match IS FOR THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIIIIIIIPPPP… AND IS A BARBED-WIRE STTTTEEEEEEELLLLLL CAGE MAAAAATTTCCCCCHHHH!!!
(“Last Kings” by 2Pac feat. Eminem fills the entire Tokyo Dome before the crowd start to grow a bit of disdain when we are met with the sight of Xavier Williams stepping out to the stage, screaming at the fans about this being his night, before he finally walks down the ramp with an aura of confidence that is shattered when he meets the barbed-wire steel cage.)
Ring Announcer: Introducing first, he is THE CHALLENGER… HE IS FROM DETROIT, MICHIGAN… WEIGHING IN AT 259 POUNDS… “SHI NO TENSHI” XAAVVVIIIEEEERRRRR WIILLLLLLIIIAAAAMMMMSSSSS!!!
Stew-O: IT IS FINALLY HERE, MERCER! THIS IS THE NIGHT THAT WE HAVE BEEN ANTICIPATING FOR THE PAST MONTH! TWO MEN WHO HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO BE BITTER RIVALS AGAINST EACH OTHER WILL SQUARE OFF FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SINGLES COMPETITION WITH THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP HANGING IN THE BALANCE!
Jake Mercer: DON’T FORGET THAT UNFORGIVING BARBED-WIRE STEEL CAGE! Both men will be locked inside of this structure of pure malice that will destroy both of their bodies, leaving them broken at the end of this match, all for the right to call themselves the rightful champion!
(“S.O.A.R.” by Devour The Day echoes throughout The Tokyo Dome with the crowd starting to give a similar reaction, not showing their support for the EAW World Heavyweight Champion, as he walks out in blue-and-black attire as he wears the title around his waist while sizing up the cage.)
Ring Announcer: Introducing his opponent, HE IS FROM CHICAGO, ILLINOIS… WEIGHING IN AT 218 POUNDS… HE IS THE EAW WOOORRRRRRLLLLDDDDDD HEAVYWEIGHT CHHHAAAAMMMMMPPPIIOONNNN… “THE PUNISHER” JAACCCOOOOBBBBB SEENNNNNNNN!!!
Jake Mercer: THERE HE IS! THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION HIMSELF! This man has went through the Elimination Chamber, a technical clinic with one of the most legendary figures in EAW history, and now he must step inside of this structure with one of the people that have been seriously against him since the moment they laid eyes upon one another!
Stew-O: This is going to be a match of pure destruction, Jake! Both men are going to go to extraordinary lengths, taking their bodies to the sheer limit, before one man is able to finally be able to proclaim themselves the EAW World Heavyweight Champion! I know one thing will be certain, it will be a test that will prove who is truly deserving of that championship.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell signals the start of this epic EAW World Heavyweight Championship Match and everyone is just excited about this match! The match is about brutally beating your opponent to the point of pinfall or submission and that will be the only way that this match will end as the door to the cage has been padlocked to prevent either men from forcing their way out! Xavier Williams and Jacob Senn stand across from each other with Xavier screaming about him actually think he has a chance of beating him, while Jacob responds back with telling him that he can and show him why he’s never going to be champion again!
Jake Mercer: Both of them are just throwing insults towards one another in the middle of the ring BEFORE XAVIER WILLIAMS SHOWS THAT HE’S HAD ENOUGH AND SHOVES JACOB SENN AWAY! Jacob starts to stumble back from the push and lets out a chuckle in response WHEN HE REPEATS THE SAME ACTION AND SHOVES HIM BACK! Xavier starts to get a bit heated from that response AND STRIKES WITH A HARD SHOT TO THE FACE OF JACOB! Xavier asks him how does he like the taste of that WHEN SENN FIRES BACK WITH AN ELBOW STRIKE TO HIS JAW! STIFF SHOT RIGHT THERE FROM THE CHAMP!
Stew-O: Xavier Williams is forced back from the blow BUT THINGS COME TO A HEAD WHEN BOTH MEN CHARGE AT ONE ANOTHER AND START TEEING OFF AGAINST EACH OTHER! A FIGHT HAS ERUPTED BETWEEN THESE TWO AND THE ONLY MAN THAT COULD DO SOMETHING IS THE REFEREE, BUT THIS MATCH ALLOWS ALL OF THIS! OH! XAVIER FINALLY PUTS AN END TO IT WITH A SNEAKY KNEE STRIKE TO THE STOMACH OF SENN BEFORE HE TOSSES HIM ACROSS THE RING INTO THE ROPES!
Jake Mercer: WAIT! JACOB SENN IS ABLE TO SPIN OUT AND SHOVE XAVIER WILLIAMS INTO THE ROPES HIMSELF! Xavier bounces off the ropes back to Senn as he ducks under him as he continues his dash towards the ropes! Xavier runs off the ropes once again into Jacob only for him to leapfrog over him to continue to showcase that major agility that he has with his opponent continuing to head into the ropes! Xavier is on the ropes AS WE SEE SENN LEAP UP IN THE AIR FOR A BEAUTIFUL DROPKICK TO KNOCK THE CHALLENGER DOWN! NO! XAVIER IS ABLE TO HOLD ON TO THE ROPES WHILE SENN DROPS DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: Xavier Williams stands over the World Heavyweight Champion as he mocks him by clapping and telling him how much of a great job he’s doing in this match BEFORE HE SPRINTS OFF AND BOUNCES ON THE ROPES BEFORE RETURNING IN WITH A RUNNING SENTON INTO JACOB SENN! JACOB ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AS XAVIER LANDS FLAT ON HIS BACK WITH THE SENTON WHILE SENN GETS TO HIS FEET! Jacob sprints back into the ropes while Xavier starts to get to a seated position WHEN SENN NAILS XAVIER IN THE FACE WITH A RUNNING ELBOW TO HIM! JACOB DROPS DOWN AND COVERS XAVIER IN HOPES OF ENDING THIS MATCH EARLY WITH THIS PIN ATTEMPT!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!…
Jake Mercer: YOU KNOW THAT’S NOT ENOUGH! XAVIER WILLIAMS QUICKLY KICKS OUT OF THE PIN, BUT JACOB SENN MIGHT BE TRYING TO CAUSE HIM TO EXPEND ENERGY INTO THAT PIN ATTEMPT! Jacob grabs Xavier by the head and pulls him up to his feet as he looks over to the steel cage RUSHING TOWARDS IT WITH XAVIER IN HAND TO BOUNCE HIS HEAD RIGHT OFF THE CAGE WALL! XAVIER WON’T ALLOW! XAVIER SHOVES SENN STRAIGHT INTO THE CAGE HIMSELF WITH SENN MEETING STEEL ON THAT ONE!
Stew-O: Jacob Senn recoils off the cage wall and turns around with a bit of stumbling to him WHEN HE’S PUT BACK DOWN INTO THE CANVAS WITH A HUGE SHOULDER TACKLE BY XAVIER WILLIAMS! Xavier starts to call for Jacob to get back to his feet and when he does SENN LOOKS FOR THE DISCUS LARIAT TO PUT XAVIER OUT! XAVIER DUCKS UNDER AND WRAPS HIS HANDS AROUND THE WAIST OF SENN FOR THE GERMAN SUPLEX! JACOB IS DUMPED RIGHT ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDERS WITH THAT SUPLEX FROM THE CHALLENGER AS XAVIER SHOOTS BACK TO HIS FEET AND FEEDS OFF THE ENERGY OF THE CROWD AS HE RILES THEM UP!
Jake Mercer: Xavier Williams starts to berate the crowd as they turn against him before he grabs Jacob Senn by the hair and lift him up TOSSING STRAIGHT INTO ONE OF THE CAGE WALLS WITH NO HESITATION! Jacob stumbles back into the arms of Xavier WHO THROWS HIM ACROSS THE RING INTO THE STEEL ONCE MORE! Jacob falters around a bit before he’s able to turn his attention around WHEN JACOB IS CAUGHT BY XAVIER AGAIN TO BE TOSSED TO THE SIDE OF THE CAGE ONCE MORE! Xavier continues to apply the pressure into this match DOING A FINAL THROW INTO THE CAGE WALL BEFORE HE LIFTS A DAZED SENN ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! HE STARTS TO SHIFT HIM OVER FOR THE KNEEDROP BRAINBUSTER!
Stew-O: LOOK AT THIS! JACOB SENN STARTS TO WRIGGLE AROUND IN THE ARMS OF XAVIER WILLIAMS BEFORE HE FLIPS OUT TO HIS FEET! JACOB SENN LANDS RIGHT DOWN ON HIS FEET AND RUNS BEHIND XAVIER TO HOOK HIM IN FOR THE GERMAN SUPLEX! HE COULD BE LOOKING TO HIT THE SENN SUPLEX SPECIAL! WOW! XAVIER GOES UNDER HIS LEGS AND PULLS SENN’S LEG OUT FROM UNDER HIM TO FORCE HIM DOWN TO THE CANVAS! Xavier steps towards the ropes and taunts to the crowd, chewing on the steel cage in a mocking manner, before he snatches off and turns around to see Senn still down and holding his leg! Xavier walks over to go pick him up BUT SENN KIPS UP AND THROWS HIM BACK WITH THE KIP-UP HURRICANRANA!
Jake Mercer: XAVIER WILLIAMS IS THROWN BACK INTO THE CANVAS AND ALMOST INSTANTLY ROLLS UP TO HIS FEET! He turns around RUSHING IN FOR THE DISCUS LARIAT! JACOB SENN GRABS HIM BY THE ARM AND SLAMS HIS HEAD RIGHT OFF THE STEEL CAGE! Xavier stumbles back and holds his face from the shot when Jacob leaps onto the ropes FLIPPING BACK FOR THE PHENOMENON DDT! WAIT… WHAT? XAVIER CATCHES SENN ON HIS SHOULDER AND STOPS HIM FROM LANDING THAT FLIP REVERSE DDT! XAVIER RUSHES IN TOWARDS THE CAGE… DRIVING HIM RIGHT INTO THE CAGE WALL BEFORE HE TURNS AROUND AND PLANTS HIM INTO THE CANVAS WITH THE RUNNING POWERSLAM! Xavier stands up and stomps on the head of Senn in a mocking manner BOUNCING OFF THE CANVAS AS HE RETURNS WITH THE RUNNING SENTON! XAVIER JUST FALLS RIGHT ONTO THE STOMACH OF JACOB AS HE ROLLS OVER ON HIM FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!
Stew-O: NO! JACOB SENN IS ABLE TO POP HIS SHOULDER UP AS HE CONTINUES TO SHOWCASE THE RESILIENCY THAT HE’S KNOWN FOR! Xavier Williams starts to argue with the referee about the speed of the count, but the referee isn’t having it and tells him to focus on the match, when Xavier shrugs him off and drags Jacob Senn by his legs close to the steel cage! Xavier looks back as he holds his legs in his arms DROPPING BACK WITH THE SLINGSHOT INTO THE CAGE WALL!
Jake Mercer: LOOK AT THIS! JACOB SENN HAS COME BACK TO LIFE AND CATCHES HIMSELF ON THE STEEL CAGE WALL! Jacob starts to try and climbs his way towards the barbed-wire, but Senn starts to hesitate about this, making it known that he might not want to go through the agony of climbing through barbed-wire to escape his opponent! Jacob starts to look around for an escape, but he can’t seem to find one as he’s trapped inside of the steel cage with Xavier, as he JUMPS UP ON THE TOP ROPE AND BASHES SENN’S HEAD STRAIGHT INTO THE CAGE WALL! XAVIER HAS BEEN PUTTING THIS STEEL CAGE TO GOOD USE AGAINST THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
Stew-O: Xavier Williams continues to bounce Jacob Senn’s head off of the steel cage OVER AND OVER AGAIN AS HE STARTS TO LET HIS RAGE VENT OUT THROUGH THIS! Xavier finally decides to hook his head in between his arm as he latches onto the steel cage wall to keep him balance on the top rope! Xavier lifts Jacob in the air LEAPING OFF OF THE TOP ROPE TO THE CANVAS WITH THE AVALANCHE SPINNING FISHERMAN’S BUSTER IN AMAZING FASHION! JUST FLYING OFF THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR WITH SUCH GRACEFUL AND DEADLY TECHNIQUE THAT ONLY A TRUE MASTER OF THE MOVE COULD PULL THAT OFF! XAVIER USES THIS MOMENT TO CRAWL OVER TO SENN AND ROLL HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT TO POTENTIALLY PUT HIM AWAY!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!…
Jake Mercer: NO WAY! JACOB SENN WAS STILL ABLE TO KICK OUT OF THE PIN AS XAVIER WILLIAMS HAS NOW BEEN LEFT TO CONTINUE THIS MATCH! Xavier starts to show signs of frustration with Jacob not giving into his assault AS HE MOUNTS HIM AND STARTS BEATING INTO HIM WITH FEROCIOUS PUNCHES BEFORE FINALLY SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS WHILE HE JUMPS TO HIS FEET IN RAGE!
Stew-O: Xavier Williams calms himself down and shakes his head to not let it get to his head before he turns around to see Jacob Senn trying to pull himself back to his feet with the assistance of the ropes! Xavier marches in on his way to take the fight back to him, which he has been on top of this match for the majority of it, BUT JACOB ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND RESPONDS WITH A MAJOR PELÉ KICK! HOLD UP! XAVIER IS ABLE TO CATCH SENN ON HIS SHOULDERS AS HE TURNS AROUND WITH TO HOLD HIM FOR THE KNEEDROP BRAINBUSTER!
Jake Mercer: LOOK AT THIS! JACOB STARTS STRIKING WITH KNEES INTO THE SIDE OF XAVIER’S HEAD TO BE ABLE TO DROP DOWN TO HIS FEET WITH A LITTLE BIT A FUMBLE FROM HIM, BUT STILL ABLE TO CATCH HIMSELF! Xavier staggers a bit from the knees shots BEFORE BEING MET WITH A HUGE KNEE LIFT THAT STUNS HIM EVEN MORE BEFORE HE LOOKS TO THE ROPES AND MAKES THE SPRINT FOR IT! HE LEAPS ON THE ROPES AND HE FLIPS BACK! PHENOMENON DDT! THE SPRINGBOARD FLIP REVERSE DDT DROPS XAVIER DOWN TO THE CANVAS! JACOB HAS HIM WHERE HE WANTS HIM AS HE LOOKS TO PUT HIM AWAY WITH THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!
Stew-O: THE CHALLENGER KICKS OUT OF THE PIN! XAVIER WILLIAMS STILL FIGHTS ON IN THIS MATCH AS JACOB SENN MUST CONTINUE TO DEFEND HIS CHAMPIONSHIP IN THESE EXTREME CONDITIONS! Jacob turns around towards the referee with anger, a massive scowl appearing on his face, before he drags himself up to his feet and watches as Xavier starts to stand back to his own! Xavier finally is about to get to a vertical base and turns around WHEN JACOB STRIKES HIM WITH A HARD STIFF ELBOW STRIKE TO THE JAW! XAVIER STRIKES BACK WITH A HARD RIGHT HAND OF HIS OWN TO MEET HIM WITH AS HE IS SURELY BRINGING A FIGHT WITH HIM!
Jake Mercer: JACOB SENN GIVES HIM A RECIEPT WITH THE ELBOW STRIKE! XAVIER WILLIAMS RESPONDS WITH ANOTHER STRIKE TO THE JAW! ELBOW STRIKE! RIGHT PUNCH! ELBOW STRIKE! RIGHT PUNCH! RIGHT PUNCH! RIGHT PUNCH! XAVIER IS FIRING BACK WITH A MULTITUDE OF PUNCHES! NO! A DISCUS FOREARM STRIKE RIGHT INTO XAVIER THAT NEARLY KNOCKED HIM SLAM OUT! JACOB GRABS XAVIER BY THE HEAD AND LOOKS TO THE CAGE WALL AND HE HOPES TO TOSS HIM RIGHT INTO IT! XAVIER HAD IT SCOUTED! XAVIER SPINS OUT AND TOSSES SENN INTO THE ROPES BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN WITH A MASSIVE DISCUS LARIAT!
Stew-O: XAVIER WILLIAMS NEARLY TOOK JACOB SENN’S HEAD CLEAN OFF OF HIS SHOULDERS AND NOW HAS THE OPPORTUNITY THAT HE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR IN THIS MATCH! Xavier leans on the steel cage, this match between these two finally taking a toll on him as he’s shown to have taken some wear, with Jacob trying to pick himself back up to his feet to continue to his war with Xavier! He stands up to his feet and calls Xavier to bring it to him, with Xavier shrugging in response, as he rushes in STRIKING WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT INTO THE JAW OF JACOB SENN! JACOB IS WOBBLING ON HIS LEGS AND BARELY ABLE TO STAND AT THIS POINT WHEN XAVIER THROWS HIM ON HIS SHOULDER AND LOOKS TO PUT HIM AWAY! CAN HE HIT IT THIS TIME? HE DOES! XAVIER DROPS JACOB ON HIS KNEE BY HIS NECK AND HEAD WITH THE KNEEDROP BRAINBUSTER! THIS IS IT! XAVIER HAS TO BE ABLE TO PUT THIS MAN AWAY WITH THIS!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!…
Stew-O: JACOB SENN IS NOT GOING DOWN! HE WILL NOT QUIT IN THIS BARBED-WIRE STEEL CAGE MATCH! XAVIER WILLIAMS SLAMS HIS HANDS IN FRUSTRATION BEFORE STRIKING JACOB IN THE FACE WITH THE OPEN-HANDED SLAP! HE DOES IT AGAIN! AGAIN! HE’S JUST GOING OFF ON SENN! Xavier screams at him about how he’s going to fail and regret the choices he has made before he turns around to the crowd that is showing their lack of support to the Michigan native, as he starts shooting insults towards them too! Xavier turns his head around and notices that Jacob is crawling over to the turnbuckle, maybe trying to pick himself up after the punishment that he’s endured in this match, when Xavier makes his way across the ring LOOKING TO LINE JACOB UP FOR THE CANNONBALL SENTON AS HE SHOWS THAT LOOK OF MALICE IN HIS EYES! Jacob leans up against the turnbuckle in hopes of a little reprieve from the battle BUT XAVIER WON’T GIVE IT TO HIM AS HE RUSHES IN FOR THE CANNONBALL SENTON TO PUT HIM AWAY!
Jake Mercer: WHAT IS THIS? IN SOME SORT OF SECOND WIND FROM JACOB SENN, HE SHOOTS UP TO HIS FEET AND GRABS XAVIER INTO HIS GRASP FOR THE EXPLODER SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLE CORNER! HOLD UP! JACOB STOPS HIMSELF AND LOOKS OVER TO THE CAGE WALL! HE CARRIES XAVIER OVER TO A BETTER POSITION AND… HE JUST FLINGS XAVIER BACK INTO THE CAGE WALL WITH AUTHORITY! JACOB USING THE STEEL WALL THAT CONTAINS OUR COMBATANTS AGAINST XAVIER IN GRAND FASHION WITH THAT SUPLEX!
Stew-O: Yeah, but look that this, Mercer! Jacob Senn almost collapses himself to the floor as the destruction that Xavier Williams has done to him throughout this match has begun to settle in! Jacob has endured a major amount of pain and destruction from Xavier and has now only been able to put gain some sort of offensive in this contest! Jacob and Xavier are both down and taken a beating from each other, but something tells me that we still have much more in store for us! We finally see movement starting WITH JACOB SENN ROLLING ONTO THE ROPES AND USING THEM TO SUPPORT HIMSELF ON HIS WAY BACK TO HIS FEET! XAVIER SHOWS SIGNS OF LIFE TOO AS HE ROLLS OVER TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING! Jacob has this look of pure wrath in his eyes, able to finally pick himself back to his feet, watching and stalking his opponent as he tries to get himself up WHEN HE RUSHES IN FOR THE SHADOW STEP! HE HAS HIM WHERE HE WANTS HIM FOR THAT CURB STOMP!
Jake Mercer: DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER! XAVIER WILLIAMS WAS ABLE TO POWER HIS WAY BACK TO HIS FEET AND DROPS JACOB SENN’S FACE INTO HIS KNEES TO FORCE HIM BACK DOWN ON HIS BACK! I almost thought the journey of Xavier Williams towards the EAW World Heavyweight Championship was over right there, but he was able to use that instinct of his to know that the stomp was coming! Xavier rolls around towards the turnbuckle while Senn is still lying out cold from the facebreaker when we see Xavier start to make the climb to the top rope! Xavier doing all he can to make his way to the top of the turnbuckle as he starts to make a sinister grin on his face BEFORE HE FLIES IN THE AIR LIKE I RARELY HAVE SEEN HIM DO! FROG SPLASH!
Stew-O: NOTHING BUT CANVAS! XAVIER WILLIAMS JUST PANCAKES RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS AS YOU CAN HEAR HIM HOWL IN PAIN! JACOB SENN WAS ABLE TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY TOWARDS THE CAGE WALL WHEN WE SEE HIM MAKE HIS WAY OVER TO THE TURNBUCKLE! Jacob makes his own climb up to the top rope as he doesn’t waste much time FLYING OFF WITH THE VINDICATION INTO XAVIER! SPIRAL TAP RIGHT INTO XAVIER AS HE HOOKS HIS LEG ON IMPACT FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!…
Jake Mercer: IT’S NOT OVER! IT’S NOT OVER! XAVIER WILLIAMS HAS KICKED OUT OF THE PIN AND JACOB SENN IS JUST LEFT SPEECHLESS FROM THAT! HE THOUGHT HE COULD PUT THE CHALLENGER AWAY, BUT XAVIER IS DETERMINED TO BE THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IN THIS MATCH! Jacob starts to pick himself on his feet when he drags Xavier back up to his feet STRIKING WITH A STIFF ELBOW STRIKE TO THE JAW BEFORE HOOKING HIM BETWEEN HIS LEGS! JACOB RAISES HIS ARMS TO HIS SIDE AS HE MAKES IT KNOWN TO THE WORLD THAT HE’S GOING TO PUT HIM AWAY WITH JACOB’S LADDER! THE STYLES CLASH!
Stew-O: XAVIER WILLIAMS JUST SAVES HIMSELF FROM JACOB’S LADDER AS HE JUST FLIPS HIM BACK AND DOWN TO THE FLOOR! Xavier starts to try and recover from that Vindication he suffered earlier as he turned around TO BE STRUCK WITH THE PELÉ KICK FROM JACOB RIGHT THERE! CLOSE CALL! XAVIER WAS ABLE TO SIDESTEP OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME BEFORE HE GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD AND SHOVES HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE ROPES! Jacob stumbles back and bounces off the ropes RETURNING TO XAVIER AS HE THROWS HIM UP IN THE AIR FOR THE END OF THE WORLD! POP-UP POWERBOMB! XAVIER DRIVES JACOB RIGHT DOWN INTO THE CANVAS WITH THAT POWERBOMB AS HE HAS IT! THIS IS THE END OF SENN’S REIGN RIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES! XAVIER DROPS DOWN AND HOOKS JACOB’S LEG AS THE REFEREE COUNTS FOR THE PIN!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!
Jake Mercer: YES! YES! JACOB SENN JUST POPPED HIS SHOULDER UP MILLISECONDS BEFORE THE REFEREE WAS ABLE TO MAKE THE COUNT! Xavier Williams shoots up to his feet and grabs the referee by the shirt, pushing him against the steel cage as he starts to screaming in his face that the count was three, but the referee continues to deny him the victory! Xavier is on the edge of just dumping this man on his head, but he suddenly turns attention over to Jacob as he tries to fight his way back to his feet, marching over as he hooks his arms and legs TO PUT HIM OUT OF HIS MISERY WITH THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER!
(“The Stage” by Avenged Sevenfold interrupts when we see Jamie O’Hara bolting out of the stage and rushing to the cage with a pair of bolt cutters in his hands!)
Stew-O: IT’S JAMIE O’HARA! JAMIE O’HARA! HE EARNED A WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP EARLIER TONIGHT AGAINST LUCIAN BLACK! He’s got those bolt cutters in his hands and the referees try to keep him back BUT JAMIE JUST SHOVES THEM OUT OF THE WAY! Jamie makes his way to the door and Xavier is just begging him to get in the ring with him! Jamie takes the cutters and places them on the chain, using all of his force to try and break the chain, doing all he can BEFORE THE CHAIN SNAPS IN TWO LINKS! JAMIE MAKES A SCRAMBLE ON THE CHAIN TO PULL IT OFF OF THE DOOR BEFORE HE RUSHES INTO THE BARBED-WIRE STEEL CAGE!
Jake Mercer: XAVIER WILLIAMS RUSHES IN TO TRY AND TAKE THE AUSTRALIAN DOWN BY SURPRISE, BUT JAMIE O’HARA DUCKS UNDER HIM AND SPRINTS TO THE ROPES! HE REBOUNDS OFF AS XAVIER TURNS AROUND TO BE STRUCK WITH A BICYCLE KNEE LIFT! XAVIER COLLAPSES DOWN TO HIS KNEES AS JAMIE HAS HIM RIGHT WHERE HE WANTS HIM! Jamie takes a few steps back SPRINTING IN FOR THE KILL SHOT WITH IN EXCELSIS! RUNNING KNEE STRIKE RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF XAVIER TO FINISH THE JOB THAT HE CAME INTO THE STEEL CAGE FOR! THIS IS INSANE! THIS IS MADNESS! THIS IS LUNACY! AND I LOVE IT!
Stew-O: THIS IS A DISASTER! THIS BARBED-WIRE STEEL CAGE WAS SUPPOSED TO KEEP THESE TWO IN THE RING AND MAKE NO EXCUSES, NOT ALLOW JAMIE O’HARA TO INTERVENE AND TAKE HIS REVENGE ON XAVIER WILLIAMS! Even though I’m happy he got that revenge and gave Xavier a taste of his own medicine, he has potentially just cost him the EAW World Heavyweight Championship right here! Jacob Senn starts to climb his way back to his feet with a shocked face donned upon him as he sees Jamie inside of the ring with him! Jamie looks to him and motions to him that he’s next on the list, moving his hands around his waist for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship, before Jamie makes his departure from the cage! Jacob Senn could use this opportunity to finish the job, to put a nail in the coffin of this match and retain his championship! Wait… no… JACOB SENN IS SMILING AS HE STARTS TO HYPE HIMSELF UP! HE WANTS TO ADD SOME HUMILIATION TO THIS AS HE MOTIONS FOR XAVIER TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET!
Jake Mercer: Xavier Williams is still seeing stars from that attack from Jamie O’Hara earlier when we see Xavier roll on his hands and knees to start and push himself back to his feet! Jacob Senn is seething at the mouth of be able to knock him down WHEN HE SEES THE PERFECT MOMENT TO RUSH IN LIKE A SHARK THAT SMELLS BLOOD IN THE WATER FOR THE SHADOW STEP! JACOB DRIVES HIS BOOT IN THE BACK OF XAVIER’S HEAD WITH THAT NASTY CURB STOMP OF HIS! IT’S OVER! IT’S DONE! JACOB ROLLS XAVIER ON HIS SHOULDERS AND HOOKS HIS LEG FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT!
Referee: ONNNEEE!!!… TWWWOOO!!!… THHHRRREEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“S.O.A.R.” by Devour The Day plays in the background when we see a broken and depleted Jacob Senn rise to his feet in aching pain, handed the EAW World Heavyweight Championship to hold up in the air, as he celebrates in victory much to the disdain of the fans.)
Ring Announcer: Here is your winner AND STTTTTIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLL EAW WOOORRRRRRLLLLDDDDDD HEAVYWEIGHT CHHHAAAAMMMMMPPPIIOONNNN… JAACCCOOOOBBBBB SEEENNNNN!!!
Jake Mercer: HE HAS DONE IT! IT HAS BEEN DONE! THROW UP THE STREAMERS, SHOOT THE PYROTECHNICS, AND MAKE IT RAIN IN HERE! JACOB SENN HAS RETAINED THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP IN ONE OF THE MOST LEGENDARY ARENAS KNOWN TO MAN! BOW TO THIS MAN, STEW!
Stew-O: He might have, but just look at how he did it, Mercer! Xavier was about to drop him on his head with the Package Piledriver and if it wasn’t for Jamie O’Hara’s intervention, we might have crowned a NEW EAW World Heavyweight Champion tonight! However, he told Xavier that his resourcefulness would play a factor in this match and it absolutely did! Like a vulture, he took the title and left the bones in the middle of the ring!
Jake Mercer: It doesn’t matter how he did it, Stew! At the end of the night, Jacob Senn is the EAW World Heavyweight Champion and he will remain that champion for as long as he wills it! You just make sure that you keep close attention on him because you never know what the EAW World Heavyweight Champion could do next!
Stew-O: Well, I do! It’s Jamie O’Hara as he became the new number one contender tonight, but this is all the time we have for you! However, tune in next week to our return to the United States as we are on the road to Grand Rampage! Goodbye and goodnight!
(Jacob Senn stands in the middle of the ring, hoisting his EAW World Heavyweight Championship high in the air with a massive smile around his face, with Xavier Williams still out cold in the middle of the ring and Jamie O’Hara standing on the stage taking it all in and relishing the revenge he gained.)
( EAW logo buzzes )
