The lights dim for a very short time. The fans are loud, red and orange pyro goes off all over the arena. Harold stands at the top of the rampway, he has on a red tshirt that makes his big pot belly stick out like a sore. On it, says one sentence only in black. “There’s no place like home.” He has a mic in his hands and a big stupid grin on his face. He lifts the mic and says “Well well well, what we have here is a failure to communicate. But this aint no civil war. And im not gonna say people need to fix their shit. Nah. I don’t need to state the obvious. I don’t need say other places should burn. What am I six years old? I don’t need to say that most people cant be trusted to ever do the right thin, cause everyone knows it. Its been said that I treat people badly? Now let me understand something, when did I ever mistreat people? I don’t even talk to anyone, mostly cause I hate everyone hahaha. But SFT has to go back to the fast in order to reach its future. And the future’s so bright I got to wear shades..” Harold puts on some Rayban shades. With a huge grin on their faces, he says “enjoy the show.”
Harold wobbles away on the back of the shirt it says Fix your shit!
RW: Well you just heard from SFT’s top reporter and well if you haven’t figured it out by yet the big man is the one running the show right now.
JC: Yeah much has been said bout him being the one who so many have blamed for the things going on in SFT right now.
RW: Yeah many people are pointing the fingers at him.
JC: I think its much easier to point the finger at him than themselves. God forbid they ever take an ounce of responsibility. Pathetic.
RW: For once I agree with you John.
MATCH
NUMBER ONE
RW: WELL LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT'S GOING TO BE OUR OPENING CONTEST OF THE EVENING TO GET US STARTED.
JC: YEA, IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, BUT RENO ONCE AGAIN HAS DECIDED NOT TO SHOW HERE TONIGHT, SO INSTEAD IT'LL BE A ONE ON ONE MATCH UP WITH THE LION TAKING ON REDD.
RW: LAST WEEK THE LION HAD HIS HANDS FULL WITH DVD, BUT HE PUT UP A REALLY GOOD SHOWING.
JC: LION MAY HAVE WON THAT MATCH IF IT WASN'T FOR THE ICON.
THE JUMANJI THEME HITS THE PA AS LION WALKS OUT, BEARING HIS CHEST AND STARING PROUDLY INTO THE HORIZON. AS HE WALKS DOWN TO THE RING A LOUD LION'S ROAR IS HEARD. HIS WALK IS STAGGERED AND TIMID, AS IF STALKING PREY. HE THEN CLIMBS ONTO THE APRON JUST BY STEPPING ONTO IT, HE THEN STEPS OVER THE ROPES AND INTO THE RING. FROM THERE, HE WAITS.
RW: I'M ALWAYS IMPRESSED WITH THE LION WHEN HE MAKES HIS ENTRANCE. HE IS A MASSIVE HUMAN BEING.
JC: IT'LL BE INTERESTING TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS HERE TONIGHT, RANDY. AS WE'VE SAID, LION WAS IN A WAR LAST WEEK AGAINST DVD AND ALTHOUGH REDD WAS BOOKED LAST WEEK, HIS OPPONENT NO-SHOWED BASICALLY GIVING REDD A WEEK OFF.
RW: REDD WILL DEFINITELY BE THE FRESHER OF THE TWO MEN HERE TONIGHT, YOU'D HAVE TO THINK.
THE BALLAD STARTS THE LIGHTS DIM AND REDD WALKS TO THE RING SLOWLY WITH HIS HEAD LOWERED AND JUST ENTERS THE RING.
RW: BOTH MEN ARE IN THE RING AND THE BELL HAS SOUNDED, SO HERE WE GO!
THE LION AND REDD APPROACH EACH OTHER AND STARE EACH OTHER DOWN. THE LION LOOKS DOWN ON REDD. THE TWO LOCKUP AND LION REACHES BACK AND SHOVES REDD DOWN HARD TO THE MAT, AS REDD HITS ON HIS BACK AND THE MOMENTUM ROLLS HEELS OVER HEAD BACKWARD INTO THE CORNER. REDD GETS UP SLOWLY WITH A PUZZLED LOOK ON HIS FACE AS THE LION ROARS. REDD ANGERLY CHARGES LION AND LION ATTEMPTS A CLOTHESLINE BUT REDD DUCKS, BOUNCES OFF THE OPPOSITE ROPE AND SHOULDER BLOCKS LION. LION DOESN'T BUDGE. REDD BOUNCES OFF THE ROPE AGAIN WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK AND LION DOESN'T BUDGE AGAIN. A FRUSTRATED REDD ATTEMPTS IT ONE MORE TIME BUT IS CAUGHT WITH A SWINGING SIDEWALK SLAM ALA THE BIG BOSS MAN.
RW: WELL IT SEEMS REDD MIGHT BE OVER MATCHED HERE TONIGHT.
JC: EITHER THAT OR HE'S GOT SOME RING RUST FROM NOT BEING IN ACTION.
LION PUTS REDD INTO A HEADLOCK. REDD QUICKLY GETS TO HIS FEET AND HITS LION WITH ELBOWS TO THE ABDOMEN TO BREAK THE HOLD. REDD RAKES THE LION'S EYES TO GAIN AN ADVANTAGE. WITH LION DAZED, REDD DROPKICKS LION'S KNEE AND PUTS HIM DOWN. REDD HITS AN ENZIGURI TO LION AND LION FALLS FACE FIRST TO THE MAT. REDD FOLLOWS WITH A LEG DROP TO THE BACK OF LION'S NECK. AND ANOTHER QUICK ONE. REDD GRABS LION BY THE HAIR AND WHIPS HIM INTO THE ROPES NAILING A SPINNING HEEL KICK AND LION CRASHES BACK TO THE MAT. REDD PUTS A FIGURE FOUR ON LION AS KINGSTON SCREAMS IN PAIN.
RW: WE SAW THIS LAST WEEK WITH DVD. THE BEST WAY TO GET AN ADVANTAGE ON LION IS TO TAKE HIS LEGS OUT.
JC: AND IT WORKED TOO. THAT'S HOW THEY BEAT LION LAST WEEK.
RW: THEY?
JC: THE IMMORTAL ICONS. IT TOOK TWO MEN TO BEAT HIM.
RW: WELL OBVIOUSLY REDD HAS DONE HIS HOMEWORK BECAUSE HE'S FOLLOWING THE STRATEGY THAT WORKED FOR THE ICON'S LAST WEEK.
LION INCHES TO THE ROPES AND GRABS A HOLD. THE REF ORDERS REDD TO BREAK THE HOLD AND HE DOES SO AT THE COUNT OF FOUR. REDD GETS UP AND STOMPS LION'S LEG. REDD GOES OUTSIDE THE RING AND PULLS LION TO THE CORNER RING POST. REDD GRABS LION'S LEG AND SLAMS IT ACROSS THE RING POST. REDD TURNS AROUND TO THE CROWD WITH A SMUG LOOK AS THE CROWD BOO'S HIM. KINGSTON INCHES AWAY FROM THE RING POST AS REDD CLIMBS THE TURNBUCKLE AND COMES CRASHING DOWN WITH AN ELBOW DROP.
JC: REDD IS REALLY IN CONTROL NOW.
RW: HE SURE IS.
THE FORGOTTEN ONE PICKS UP LION AND NAILS HIM WITH A DDT, FOLLOWED BY A BRAINBUSTER. REDD GOES FOR THE PIN.
1...2...KICKOUT.
A FRUSTRATED REDD SIGNALS THAT IT'S OVER AND GOES TO THE TOP ROPE.
RW: HE MAY BE LOOKING FOR THE SUICIDE JUMP.
JC: IF HE HITS IT, THIS THING IS OVER.
REDD ATTEMPTS THE SUICIDE JUMP AND LION MOVES OUTTA THE WAY AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND AS THE CROWD POPS LOUD! REDD'S HEAD IS BUSTED OPEN FROM THE ATTEMPT AND MISS. REDD SEEMS REALLY DAZED. LION CRAWLS TO THE ROPES TO HELP HIMSELF UP. REDD STUMBLES TO HIS FEET AND CHARGES LION ONCE AGAIN, BUT LION COUNTERS WITH A BIG BOOT SENDING REDD CRASHING TO THE MAT. LION PICKS UP REDD AND SENDS HIM INTO THE ROPES HITTING A SAMOAN SLAM ON HIM. LION FOLLOWS UP WITH A HUGE LEG DROP OF HIS OWN SENDING THE LOWER HALF OF REDD'S BODY TO FLY UP INTO THE AIR. LION CLIMBS THE TOP ROPE AND HITS THE KINGDOM COME, A TOP ROPE MOONSAULT, ALMOST COLLAPSING THE RING!
RW: HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THAT FROM A MAN THAT SIZE?!!!!
JC: ::SPEECHLESS AND BEWILDERED::
RW: REDD HAS BEEN CRUSHED UNDERNEATH THE LION!
LION ATTEMPTS A PIN.
1...2........KICKOUT!!!!
RW: OH MY GOD! HOW DID REDD KICK OUT?!
JC: WHAT A MATCH! WHAT A WAY TO KICK OFF BREAKDOWN!
THE LION CAN ABSOLUTELY NOT BELIEVE THAT REDD KICKED OUT. THE LION GETS ENRAGED. HE PICKS UP REDD FORCEFULLY BY THE HAIR AND MOVES HIM TO THE ROPES. HE PICKS UP REDD AND CHOKESLAMS HIM OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!!
RW: WOW, THAT WAS VICIOUS.
THE LION THROWS HIS ARMS UP INTO THE AIR AS THE CROWD CHEERS HIM. THE REF BEGINS TO COUNT OUT REDD.
1...2....3....4...5....6...7....
REDD BEGINS TO GET TO HIS FEET PULLING HIMSELF UP WITH THE APRON...
8...9...
REDD GETS ONE LEG ONTO THE RING BUT COLLAPSES BACK TO THE FLOOR.
10!!
RW: REDD HAS BEEN COUNTED OUT!
JC: WHAT A GREAT BACK AND FORTH MATCH BUT THE TURN AROUND HAD TO BE WHEN REDD MISSED THE SUICIDE JUMP.
RW: HE WASN'T THE SAME AFTER THAT AND LION TOOK COMPLETE ADVANTAGE.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Lion via Countout!!! The camera cuts backstage where we can see multiple wrestlers standing in the distance, talking amongst themselves. The camera begins to make its way towards to men slowly, taking time to examine the backstage, as if it was left on or not supposed to be airing at the time being. But as the camera man got approximately thirty feet from the men, he is grabbed roughly and pulled into a hallway by the one and only, World Heavyweight Champion, Dameon. Dameon now clutches the camera man by his shirt looking into the camera deep.Dameon: So appearently we're back in kindergarten now aren't we SFT? Playing little school ground games, so silly of you all, because well... Dameon begins to laugh as he peers from side to side as if looking to see if anyone is around at the time besides him and the camera guy. Dameon: The simple fact of the matter is... If you boys all wanted to play... Dameon's laughter continues as he pulls the camera man from the wall and slowly begins to guide him down the hallway. Through the camera about half of Dameon's partially scarred, and usually always scabbed face glancing back and forth from the camera to the path both men now walk. Dameon: If you all wanted to play, then you just had to ask... I like games, I enjoy games... But I don't know if your little games are quite up to the games I like to play, I mean sure you like to play a classic round of ya know "two-on-one"... Laughing again, slowing down his pace, and lightly slapping his kendo stick against his head Dameon continues his rant. Dameon: Or, or, or, how about this classic little ditty, "Beat the dead dog with a...cross...?" Oh ya, gotta love that one, cause who doesn't enjoy only being able to feel more powerful than something after that certain something is already half incapacitated... Oh boy oh boy, the games are just racking up now aren't they... Now stopping near a door Dameon spins the camera man back around as he continues to glare at the door, and after a moment returns his eyes back to the camera. Dameon: But you see, the game I think I enjoyed most this past week, was an interesting foreign game to me, it must be ya know... Irish or something... Laughs quietly for a moment before slapping his free hand over his mouth to silence himself further. Dameon: It's called "Steal the Strap" and SFT's own Kyle Murphy, well he just seems to be the master of this now doesn't he? Well lemme answer that, he sure as shit thinks he is, but ya know, I care not to play the little games like that, instead however... If Mr. Murphy really wants to play that way... Let's play... The sounds of "The Beast's" World Heavyweight Title being unbuckled and set down along with his kendo stick can slightly be heard as Dameon turns back to the camera, slowly beginning to drag it along behind him, the whole time motioning for the camera-man to stay silent with his index finger over his mouth, the classic "shh" sign if you will. As both men approach the door it is made obvious that they are entering a men's restroom. The door slightly creeks but nothing to fairly audible is release as the men enter the room, slowly making their way to the first stall, as they arrive at it Dameon is quick to stop the camera man, and lean down near the ground looking under the stall doors. Spending a moment to examine the stalls Dameon lunges to his feet as silently as possible and in a very excited fashion begins to saunter the camera-man over two more stalls. Turning to the camera man one more time Dameon leans in close to the lens and begins to whisper. Dameon: Game on, Murph... As these words fall Dameon turns back to the stall and throws his body into the air, crashing hard into the stall door, knocking it clean off its hinges and landing it directly on an "awww-struck" Kyle Murphy who in this situation so happened to be literally caught with his pants down. Dameon then begins to manuever off of the door and begins to continually reign blows down upon Kyle Murphy. Right, left, right, left, right, right, right, and a headbutt are all released before Dameon slightly stumbles backwards holding his head for a moment before yelling out at Kyle Murphy. Dameon: Come on Murph! Fight me now Murphy! You wanna jump someone and take their title? You wanna play games? I'll play games all day you son of a... Without another word Dameon leans down grabbing the stall door once more and throwing down against the body and head of Kyle Murphy who now lies next to the toilet on which just a moment prior he had been using for the "daily constitutional". Then checking the ground for a moment Dameon locates his Hardcore Title, retrieves it and then begins to make his way out of the restroom, dragging the camera-man along once again. Dameon: Your coming with me, there are more games to come, and your not leaving my sight, for once one of you is earning your pay around here... As both men exit the restroom Dameon is quick to retrieve his World Title and Kendo stick from the ground as he begins to make his way back towards the locker rooms.
MATCH
NUMBER TWO
First match is Jack Jones vs. The newcomer Livewire.
Both men are in the ring as the bell rings. Livewire starts it off with a running forearm, Jack gets up and is nailed again by Livewire with clothesline. Livewire shot-puts Jack into the corner!
RW: Ouch some real power there from the smaller stature of Livewire.
Jack fights back with a running elbow to the head of Livewire, he falls down then Jack with a leg drop across the neck of Livewire. Jack covers him 1…………2…………….kickout!
JC: Close one there.
Jack Jones with a spinebuster! But he doesn’t cover. Jack goes up into the ropes and flies off with a swandive, he flies off but Livewire greets him with boot to the face!
RW: Oh my gawd that almost took Jack’s head off!
Livewire goes for a pin…1………….2…………….kickout by Jack! The Loose Cannon is now on the offensive with a snapmare, he climbs the ropes and flies off with a springboard Hurricana! Livewire hits it perfectly. He covers Jack Jones 1…………2……….kickout! How the hell did Jack kick out of that?
RW: Sheer willpower and resiliency.
Livewire waits and hits his Prelude but doesn’t cover he locks in and nails his 619, now he covers 1……………….2………………..3!
JC: There you go! Its over and Livewire wins a great match!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Livewire via Pinfall!!! MATCH
NUMBER THREE
Greenday begins to play as Twilight makes his way to the ring slowly.
RW: kind of weird not seeing TK Money alongside Twilight.
Twilight gets in the ring. The lights dim, but no music comes out. We see the figure of Johnny Legend coming to the ring. White lights begin to flicker, looks pretty eerily. He stands outside the ring just looking up at Twilight.
Twilight is in the center of the ring takes a step back and Johnny gets in. The bell rings and Twilight with a running missle dropkick. Twilight now with an elbow drop, he does a drop toe hold on Legend. He covers 1…………..2…………..kickout!
JC: A close one there on the Legend.
Twilight tries a vertabreaker but Legend counters it and slips out and rolls up Twilight in a small package 1………..2………….kickout by Twilight.
RW: Wow in a nice turn of events Legend almost caught Twilight by surprise.
Legend with a spear. He locks in an armlock. Putting pressure on the left side. The ref keeps asking Twilight if he wants to give up. Twilight shakes his head. Twilight stands up and flips himself over nails Legend with a mule kick!
JC: There go the family jewels.
Legend with fights back with a bionic elbow followed it up by a running powerbomb! The ring almost buckles under the force of the planted move. Legend covers Twilight 1…………2………….kickout by Twilight!
RW: Legend showing some gumption with that move.
JC: Whats gumption?
RW: Look it up.
Legend locks in a cradled suplex into a pin 1………..2……………3!
JC: Legend wins his first match back?
RW: I guess Legend won his first match back!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Johnny Legend via Pinfall!!! As both Twilight and Johnny Legend begin to exit the ringside area "Revolution Begins" can be heard coming through the loud speakers as red strobe lights flare throughout the arena, this of course signalling the forthcoming of the World Heavyweight Champion, Dameon. Who is quick to pop through the curtains, dragging his personal camera-man for the night along with him.RW: Ok John, what the hell is this? JC: Well we saw what Dameon did earlier to Kyle Murphy, one can only hope he doesn't do the same to both the men that just got done with their match. Twilight is first to pass Dameon on the ramp, and as all know, both men have quite some history, but with not much more than a glance towards eachother the men continue their seperate paths. Johnny Legend is quick to follow in suit with Twilight, but not before pointing at Dameon's World Title and motioning his own waist. In turn Dameon takes offense to this and raises his kendo stick, Johnny Legend then bolts the rest of the way up the ramp avoiding a hardcore confrontation after a hard fought match. JC: Big mistake almost from Johnny Legend. RW: That definately would have spelt bad for the "legend". The music begins to fade as Dameon begins shoving the camera-man towards the ring before sliding in himself. Then Dameon begins to steadily pace around the ring, clutching at his hair and breathing into the microphone heavily. Dameon: Well, ya know what, I am going to make this as easy as possible... The crowd sits in a confused sat awaiting more words to flow from within the champion. RW: Make what easy? Dameon: You see, I had a bit of a discussion with SFT managment, and well... Dameon lowers his right shoulder which adorns the Hardcore Title, sliding the belt to his hand. Looking around slowly Dameon begins to shake his head back and forth slightly, as if not wanting to say what he is about to say. Dameon: We have come to a "mutual agreement", that I, your World Champion... Half and half the crowd boo's and cheer's "their" champion. Dameon: Am going to relinquish this title to the SFT, and to a certain wrestler... RW: Who could it be? JC: Has Dameon gone soft or something? Dameon: But not just any wrestler, this man has to be a man of true innovation, a man with a true violent nature, and man not will to simply just take shit from anyone... And how will I decide this man you might ask...? The crowd begins to cheer anticipating a big announcment from the champion. Dameon: Well it's even more simple than you could imagine... I explained to SFT managment the only way I would relinquish MY title, is if we had a bit of a... rumble... The crowd erupts knowing what is soon to come. JC: Could he mean...? RW: I think he does John, Hardcore Rumble maybe? Dameon: That's right folks, next week here on Breakdown we are gonna have a bit of a battle royal, anyone in that locker room... Yes, all you idiots, any one of you, can participate, just drag your sorry asses down to the ring next week, and after all is said and done, and your the last one standing... Well then, I will walk this title down that ramp. Dameon points out to the ramp as the crowd begins to silence itself. Dameon then releases a slight sigh. Dameon: And hand it off to the NEW Hardcore Champion, just so all of you are aware though, this makes the second time now in my SFT history that yours truly has not lost this title, and I want a certain "Cross-bearing" individual to take that into account when he thinks about who he decided to shit talk next time... Speaking of that whole thing... Excuse me all if you will. "Revolution Begins" once again begins to play as Dameon drops the microphone and begins to guide the camera-man back out of the ring and up the ramp, turning back about halfway up to throw his hardcore title and kendo stick in the air in a large "X". RW: Well you heard it from the champs mouth John, next week Hardcore Battle Royal, for the GOLD! JC: Oh man Randy, that is going to be absolutely insane, and I love it. RW: Don't we both partner, but on to more important matters, for the time being, we have Intercontinental Gold on the line, and that match is now!
MATCH
NUMBER FOUR
Changes by Tupac begins to play over the arena oundsystem. Dave walks out from the back and pyro explodes throughout the arena. Focused on the ring he stands outside the ring with the IC belt over hsi shoulder. Ringside pyro in the pattern of DVD shoots off into the air as everyone takes pictures. He hits the ring and the word Icon blazes the ringside area.
RW: DVD looking in firm shape for his match tonight Against Grizzly Z.
JC: Indeed.
The fans start to chant DVD ... DVD ... DVD ... over and over and a grin comes sidelong across his face.
RW: Love him or hate him DVD Has his fan following. And no one can stop that .
The guitar intro to Plowed by Sponge begins as the arena stands on its feet. Fans with their signs peer to get a glimpse of The Dark Wolf. Then the Drum beat picks up The lights dim and as the vocals start The Dark Wolf swiftly lunges out from backstage to a roar from the crowd. He stands there somewhat transformed by who he was and who is is meant to be.
As the arena welcomes him, his focus changes from his re-found fans. To the ring. Slowly he heads to the ring as he lifts a microphone to his mouth.
DW: Dave Van Dam, Sorry but Grizzly Z couldn't make it ehre tonight, so I thought whiel you were standing so alone in that very ring. That I, would come and pay you a visit. You see we have been around this company for a while, me and you, you and I, us, we two. Funny your bio says you are twenty five... When I joined SFW ten years ago, you were twenty five.
The Dark Wolf slowly gets into the ring with the US Championship over his shoulder. They stand across the ring from each other one. Dave Van Dam holding the Intercontinental belt.
RW: Rare occasion, US and IC champion occupying the ring at the same time.
DW: My point is that someone would think you don't respect these fans enough to let them watch me beat the piss out of Dameon fair and square and teach him what its like to be a champion. You have to disrespect me and them by hauling your sorry ass to the ring and interfere, wich liek liquid courage lets every other former champion decide they have the balls to do the same damn thing.
DVD: Wolf, you know...
DW: Shut up, this isn't the DVD Show. This is the place where the fans stop chamting DVD and start chanting TDW!
As if called upon by god the fans start to chant TDW .... TDW ... TDW over and over.. when slowly from half the arena a DVD Chant starts to battle it out as the two just look sidelong at each other, then at the arena.
DW: While the fans may argue there is one thing no one can argue against this, roll the footage...
JC: Oh, come on! Now the other half of the Immortal Icons is out here?! What gives?!
RW: This whole situation with The Immortal Icons, Josh Konnely, and Dameon is just out of control!
Dave Van Dam uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet, holding and shaking his head. He and The ICON work over The Beast until Josh Konnely hits the ring to even the odds. The self-proclaimed Butcher of Bridgeport brings The ICON down with a double leg takedown and mounts him for a series of punches to the head. ICON desperately kicks Konnely off of him, and then hits Josh with a clothesline that sends both men over the top rope and out of the ring. They get to their feet again and continue to fight alongside the ramp and clear out of the arena. In the ring, Dameon is repeatedly punching Dave Van Dam, until DVD ducks underneath one and hoists The Beast up in position for the Total Vandamnation. With Dameon on his shoulders, Van Dam turns and is about to drive The Beast's head into the mat when he suddenly gets drilled with a Super Kick from The Dark Wolf!
JC: Super Kick from The Dark Wolf on Van Dam! All Hell has broken loose!
RW: In a way Van Dam was responsible for Dameon hitting Dark Wolf with that kendo stick and ending this match in a disqualification. I don't think he took too kindly to that!
DW: Now dave, you deserved that, and I am not here to start a fight right now... I am here to finish it.
With the speed of light Dark Wolf nails DVD with teh microphone and as DVD stubles backwards Dark Wolf just pounds on him over and over and over again. From backstage, Kyle Murphy runs out.
RW: What the hell could he possibly care about in this.. unless he wants a piece of DVD too!
Dark Wolf Turns around and Swings Kyle Ducks and drills wolf with a clothsline of his own. DVD Slowly gets up and Kyle spins and punches kyle murphy in the face. From out of nowhere Dameon slides into the ring and starts swinging the kendo stick Kyle goes down, Dark Wolf Goes Down, DVD Bull Dogs Dameon and starts whailing when finally about 7 refs get into the ring along with other officials and start breaking up the chaos.
RW: Ladies and Gentlemen we will be right back after we go to this commercial break while the refs try to settle this mess down.
scene cuts away.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: No Contest via Method!!! WoMan: Do you have problems with gas, you know I do.Man: yes and when I get that bad gas feeling I take the pill tha takes it all away. WoMan: Oh, that pill?
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RW: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen
MATCH
NUMBER FIVE
"NEVER BACK DOWN IN THE FACE ANGER!" The lights flicker, then go out as "In The Face Of Anger" by Shattersphere blares through the arena. A yellow light illuminates the stage area as two rockets of pyro fly from the far side of the arena to explode on the stage. Josh Konnely steps out into the smoke left by the exploding pyro, and raises his arms as the crowd boos. The SFT Championship belt is around his waist. With his fists clenched and a scowl on his face, Konnely walks down the aisle to ringside. He runs up the steps, walks to the center of the apron, and climbs through the ropes into the ring. Going to the opposite corner, he steps onto the second rope and removes the championship belt. Josh raises the title up about shoulder high in front of him as the crowd boos loudly. He steps down out of the corner and hands the title to the referee before leaning back against the ropes, ready to fight.
RW: Here we go US Title time!
The guitar intro to Plowed by Sponge begins as the arena stands on its feet. Fans with their signs peer to get a glimpse of The Dark Wolf. Then the Drum beat picks up The lights dim and as the vocals start The Dark Wolf swiftly lunges out from backstage to a roar from the crowd. He stands there somewhat transformed by who he was and who is is meant to be.
As the arena welcomes him, his focus changes from his re-found fans. To the ring. A smirk runs sidelong on his face as he charges the ring and circles the ring once.Then leaping hepivots turning and sliding his knee on the apron and looks over the crowd once more.
He nods his head and goes into the ring through the ropes to the far side of the ring.The Dark Wolf climbs the corner turnbuckle and poses as the arena lights up with the flash of cameras that is like a free entrance lightshow. He then drops to the ring as the lights come back up.
Dark Wolf hands the US Title to the ref as he holds it up letting the world know its a title match.
The bell rings, Dark Wolf starts it off with a knee to the gut of Josh. Dark Wolf with a spinning heel kick. His black pants look like a blur. Dark Wolf now walking on the top rope balancing himself he lunges with a clothesline off the ropes and seems to fly over the top of Josh. Josh is catapulted almost up and over doing a 360 landing on his face and upper body.
RW: Did you see that?
Dark Wolf with a Tequila Sunrise as he covers Josh 1..............2.............kickout!
Dark Wolf with a top rope elbow droip but Josh rolls out of the way barely. Dark Wolf is holding his left elbow in pain. Now Josh picks up Dark Wolf and locks in a Triangle choke. The ref seeing Dark Wolf turning red makes Josh break the hold. A sleeper type choke would of been appropriate but Josh had it in a way that could of hurt Dark Wolf permanently. Josh hails Dark Wolf with a nasty looking inverted back breaker he covers Dark Wolf 1.............2.................kickout!
Josh now with his Egocide the fans are booing as he covers Dark Wolf once again 1............................2..................kickout!
RW: That was damn close there, it seemed it was over.
JC: Dark Wolf is stronger than we thought.
Josh appears to be signaling for his Pentagram but Dark Wolf is able to lunge with a shoulder block after he slips out of Josh's grasp. Both men seem pretty out of it. Dark Wolf scoop slam, he picks up Josh and nails him with a suplex. Dark Wolf sets up and nails his Midnight!
RW: This could be it right here folks!
Dark Wolf covers, we see ICON jump the barricade as the ref is at 1..................(ICON in the ring!) ......2................he breaks the hold, the ref picks his head up and Icon nails him with a devasting forearm!
JC: What the hell!
Kyle Murphy runs into the ring as well, he nails ICON with a lariat, as we Josh gets up slowly only to be met by a superkick from ICON! Dark Wolf nails ICON with a double axe handle! Ray Cross now running to the ring. Josh is up again and he nails Dark Wolf with a drop kick! Ray Cross now nails Josh with a knee to the back! Kyle Murphy with a clothesline now on Dark Wolf! All five men are brawling as security has to seperate them! The four security arent enough, now we see another 5 security guards. Thats not enough, The security guards are wearing black jackets and they see to canvas the whole ring as finally some order is restored. We see Dark Wolf bleeding from the back of his head. Josh's nose is spilling blood too.
RW: Chaos has engulfed these men once again, when this finally comes to a conclusion, no one will be whole and no one will be remotely ok.
JC: I love this game!
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: No Contest via !! MATCH
NUMBER SIX
RW: Well that was an interesting way to end out that match... Onto our next match!
JC: The ICON is already waiting in the ring for his opponent, kinda handy having a partner that wrestled before you isn't it.
RW: Ya, but at the same time some of those wrestlers let their music pump em up.
The Icon stands near the corner of the ring, looking down outside at his bruised partner, trying to share words of confidence to bring up emotions. But before much can be said, "Hey man nice shot" by Filter can be heard echoing throughout the arena over the loudspeakers signalling the coming arrival of one Ray Cross.
RW: Here he come's, the man with a very personal problem with the now well, FORMER Hardcore and CURRENT World Champion, Dameon. Infact he ended the week off last week being the last thing seen by all the viewers before going off the air, with his hand raised high above our World Champion.
JC: Take into account though Randy, it took a match and four different men to get the World Champ to the point he was last week at the end of the night. And I mean, look at what he did to Kyle Murphy earlier, everyone should know how much that sick **** means business.
With an unblinking eye towards the crowd Cross makes his way down the ramp and without hesitation slides into the ring, and makes a break for The Icon, who not expectingly gets whacked hard in the back of his head by a clubbing forearm from Ray, sending Icon face first into the top turnbuckle. Cross is quick to capitalize by spinning the larger Icon around and deliver first a series of right chops, followed by a boot to the gut, but when Cross tries to hoist the heavier man onto the ropes Icon is quick to deliver a boot to the gut of his own, bending Cross at the waist. Clutching his forehead for a moment The Icon recollects himself before sending Ray Cross shoudler first into the turnbuckle post.
JC: Great openning offense by Ray Cross, but he was quickly cut off by a man simply known as an "ICON".
RW: You don't get the monicker without the talent.
Lifting Cross back to a vertical base The Icon sends Cross into the ropes with an irish whip, then attempting a clothesline Icon is lost when he connects with nothing, Cross had ducked under the clothesline only to return with a big boot to the chest of The Icon, taking the bigger man off his feet and to his back, but it is only a passing moment before The Icon is back to his feet and both men are exchanging rights and lefts.
RW: Both men trying to show what their made of!
JC: Which might just end in a bit of brain damage...
Being more adept to fighting Cross is steadily backing The Icon into the ropes, but as both men make their way back The Icon switches it up and delivers a thumb to the eye of Ray Cross, sending Cross reeling backwards. He is then met with a swift STO sending him flat to his back The Icon then attempts a pin.
1...!
2..Kickout!
RW: A short two, The Icon can't be happy with that.
JC: Ya, but its still so early in the match Randy.
Complaing with the ref for a moment The Icon then moves towards a near turnbuckle dragging Cross along behind him, then ascending the ropes The Icon stares out at the crowd jesturing for some fancy flying move, but before anything can be executed he is cut off by the smaller Cross who delivers a wicked combination of kidney shots and forearm blows, sitting The Icon down on the top turnbuckle momentarily. But that moment is just long enough for Cross to move up to the second turnbuckle and pull The Icon from the top with a super belly-to-back suplex, landing The Icon flat on his back near the center of the ring. Holding his ribs slightly Cross then moves over for a pin of his own.
1...!
2...!
Kickout!
RW: Two count for Ray Cross as well, these men just don't realize you need to beat your opponent a little more than this before the pin.
JC: You never know Randy, shit happens...
RW: True partner, very true.
Removing his arm from The Icon, Cross returns to his feet picking up his fallen opponent and standing him in the center of the ring staggering back and forth, Ray Cross then takes a step back and attempts his "SnapJaw" super-kick, which is ducked by The Icon who then grabs the waistband of Cross and falls backwards sending the smaller man hurdling out of the ring through the middle and top ropes and down to the floor below near Dave Van Dam, who still sit sore after his match prior. The Icon then slowly begins trying to return to his feet, but the whole time is left clutching at his back, the referee then goes in to check on the seemingly injured Icon.
RW: The Icon might have landed a bit wrong during that suplex. Could be bad...
JC: Ya, but as we all know The Icon is a fighter, thats for sure.
But as the referee is making his checks on the downed Icon we see DVD rise up to his feet glance into the ring, take a few steps and deliver a vicious shining wizard to Ray Cross, landing the flat of his foot square on the point of Ray Cross' jaw, laying the big man out on the ground below. The Icon seemingly knowing the whole time the actions going on outside the ring continues to distract the ref as DVD hoists Ray Cross up and into the ring, under the bottom rope, leaving him half concious and limp. DVD then returns to the "injured" position around the corner of the ring from the "point of impact" he had previously been in, as The Icon slowly begins to make his way to his feet.
RW: Oh come on, this could have been a great match, but now we got this shit.
JC: It's not over till the fat lady sings Randy.
RW: Oh god, where's Megan?!?
Ray Cross is now slowly beginning to move and rise to his feet as The Icon is fully arriving to his, outside the ring unbenounced to those in the ring a man can be seen jumping the guardrail, but not just any man...
RW: It's Dameon!!! Our World Champion, our twisted, sick, crazed, luny...
JC: Ya we get it, its our lunatic of a Champion Dameon, he has already caused one wrestler harm, and possibly an announcer his life tonight, what else does he want?
RW: My guess would be, revenge from last week.
As DVD turns around to see what the crowd is roaring at he is met in the temple with a set of handcuffs that Dameon has wrapped tightly around his right hand, this splits DVD's head clean open, about a two-inch gash above the eye. In the ring The Icon is standing Ray Cross to his feet before hitting a hard suplex on the already half concious Cross, leaving him more incapable than before.
JC: Outside the ring we have Dave Van Dam being split WIDE open, and now in the ring...
RW: We have The Icon taking complete advantage of the situation.
As The Icon once again begins to lift Ray Cross up Dameon can be seen outside of the ring draggin the bleeding body of DVD over near the guardrail. Dameon then unlatches the handcuffs and slaps them on the wrists of DVD effectively handcuffing him directly to the guardrail Dameon had just jumped a moment ago. The Icon now notices the action going on outside the ring and begins to make his way over towards his partner and the World Champion, but as he passes Ray Cross, Cross goes for his "Scaly Surprise" small package, but The Icon stops his weight from falling, causing Cross to slam flat on his back, halfway knocking the wind out of the competitor, also leaving some time for The Icon to make his way towards the ropes, Dameon notices this and after stomping on the back and shoulders of Dave Van Dam a time or two Dameon turns around and steps closer to the ropes.
RW: This could spell bad for everyone involved John, I think Dameon views all of these men, especially the "Immortal Icon's" as costing him his match last week.
JC: Who wouldn't want some revenge after that...
The Icon reaches the ropes and leans over the top rope yelling out at Dameon that he needs to back off, but the champ continues to taunt one half of the world tag-team champions, stepping closer to the ring. The Icon takes this as an insult and takes a slight step back before ducking his head between the top and middle ropes trying to reach out and grab the champion, who attempts to punch the lights out on The Icon but his fist and arm are blocked and latched onto by the referee who has now been pulled clean from the ring by Dameon. Capitalizing on the situation Ray Cross attempts a school boy, not noticing the ref isn't even in the ring.
...!
JC: Someone is out of it I would say...
...!
RW: Cross doesn't realize there's no ref!
...!
The Icon kicks out of the uncounted pin and as both men begin to rise to their feet The Icon raises his arm up landing it between the legs of Ray Cross, leaning the smaller man over in severe groin pain. Then rising to his feet and taking a step back The Icon lunges forward with leg raised hits "The Showstoppa" super kick on Ray Cross, landing him flat on his back, with eyes rolled back. Dameon then lifts the ref up and tosses him into the ring, he then moves over to make the count.
RW: Does The Icon have it?
1...!
2...!
3...!
JC: And there you have it folks your winner, one half of the tag-team champions The... Dameon has hit the ring and The Icon in the back of the head with his World Heavyweight Title!
RW: Not even allowed to have his hand raised or get up off the man he is pinning before getting a beating.
As the ref tries to pull Dameon from on top of the two men who last week had attacked him Dameon is quick to shove the ref off and call out towards the rampway where "his" camera man soon appears and begins to jaunt down to ringside. Dameon then picks up the larger Icon tossing one of The Icon's arms over his head and hoisting The Icon into the air Dameon rotates a one-eighty dropping The Icon directly on the back of his head.
RW: Dameon with some sort of spinning brainbuster like move, with vicious consequences.
Dameon then returns to his feet lifting up the limp body of Ray Cross, sending him into the turnbuckle hard chest first, but Dameon is following behind steadily and before Cross can fall out of the corner Dameon has left his feet and lands two knees flat into the back of Cross sending him face first into the turnbuckle then crumple to the ground below. Dameon then begins to pace around the ring throwing his arms up and down in the air as if pumping himself and the crowd up.
JC: What other sick plans could this maniac champion of ours have here tonight?
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: ICON via !! Looking around briefly Dameon moves near the apron reaching under it and retrieving two items; a large stapler and a three foot leather strap. Dropping the strap on top of The Icon, Dameon moves towards Ray Cross, dropping to one knee and bouncing the stapler hard off the top of his head, but not stapling him. Looking out to the crowd for a moment Dameon clutches the hair of Ray Cross and raises the stapler high into the air, the crowd erupts before Dameon leans down, placing Cross' head on the bottom turnbuckle and sending a staple through Cross' lip directly into the turnbuckle, causing Cross' legs to kick frantically in pain. The crowd once again blows up.RW: Oh my GAWDZ!!! Dameon using a stapler on RAY CROSS!!! Beginning to laugh Dameon drops the stapler on the back of Cross and returns his attention to The Icon who has barely moved since the brainbuster like move, Dameon grabs the strap from the chest of The Icon as he places his heel against the ribs of The Icon rolling him over onto his stomach, then planting a knee in the middle of The Icon's spine Dameon latches the strap around the throat of The Icon and begins to wrench back, causing The Icon to slowly begin to turn blue as oxygen leaves his body. The Icon frantically grabs at the strap which is tightly wrapped around his throat, but this is to no avail as he is slowly slipping away. Dameon once again begins to laugh like a mad man while he continues pulling on the strap, screaming down at The Icon. Dameon: You all think you can jump me!?! YOU ALL WANT TO PLAY GAMES?!?! LETS PLAY SOME GOD DAMN GAMES!!! JC: Dameon, sounds almost possessed in his nature at the moment, fairly frightening. RW: I'm just glad it isn't me in that ring with him right now. As The Icon stops reaching for the leather strap Dameon releases on of his hands sending The Icon's head flopping to the mat below, Dameon takes a minute to look around at the destruction he has caused, continuing his laughter. He reaches down grabbing his World Heavyweight Title, motioning as if he is going to leave the ring, but before he does he has a couple of parting strap shots for both The Icon and Ray Cross. Sliding out of the ring Dameon then makes his way towards Dave only to deliver a couple of shots to the back of DVD before raising his arm into the air and waving towards the back. RW: Whats the World Champ calling for now? Dameon then slides back into the ring placing himself across the ring from the rampway in a corner, looking at the destruction placed before him, by his own hand. JC: This has been a crazy night, and we are just NOW getting to the main event!!!
MAIN EVENT
JC: Main Event time!! But it seems as if Dameon has gotten to the ring way earlier than anticipated.
We see Dameon in the ring surveying the damange, as Icon and DVD are helped by the ring crew away from the ring. While Ray Cross is attended to by the Medics.
RW: I’ve been waiting all night for this! Kinda like
JC: Unh… Let’s go to the ring with Amanda Summers!
Amanda in the ring.
Amanda Summers: Ladies and gentlemen our main event for tonight will be the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!
***Crowd goes crazy***
Amanda Summers: Coming to the ring first is our challenger, hailing from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing in at 275 pounds, “THE SUPERIOR ONE” KYLE MURPHY!!!!
“Motherfucker of the Year” by Motley Crue hits the loudspeakers and gold pyro erupts at the stage area! Kyle Murphy walks down the ramp to ringside, where leaps to the top of the steps, then walks backward to the middle of the apron. From there he goes to the far corner and climbs to the second rope. The crowd roars its approval, and Murphy steps down off the second rope. He holds up his right arm and prepares himself for a fight.
Amanda Summers: And his opponent, already in the ring hailing from Seattle, Washington, standing at 6 feet 5 inches tall, weighing in at 249 pounds, HE IS THE SFT’S WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! “THE BEAST” DAAAAAAMEONNN!!
RW: Here we go, baby!!!
JC: It’s now official!
Harold: (Grabs a microphone) Okay guys, this is for the World Heavyweight Title, I would also like to add that will be NO COUNTOUTS, AND NO DISQUALIFICATION!
**Crowd erupts and goes ape shit**
JC: WOW!
RW: That’s what I’m talking about, let them fight it out!
Hendrix: MAY THE BEST MAN WIN!
We then see the ref toss the microphone outside the ring and then holds up the World Heavyweight title and the crowd continues to go ape shit! The ref then hands the title over to Amanda and signals the bell man to ring the bell.
**DING, DING, DING**
Dameon wastes no time and takes down Kyle with a big boot to the jaw! Kyle goes down as the crowd begins to boo Dameon!
JC: Did you see that shit!?
RW: Meet my boot Mr. Murphy!
Dameon then picks up Kyle by his hair and gets him in position; all of a sudden Kyle slaps the taste out of Dameon’s mouth, Kyle then gives some right and left jabs to Dameon’s face. Kyle then irish whips Dameon off the ropes, with Dameon coming back Kyle executes a side slam backbreaker! He makes the cover…
1……KICK OUT!
JC: Damn!
RW: Didn’t even make it to 2, Dameon is pissed!
Dameon charges at Murphy and executes a strong irish whip to the right turnbuckle. Kyle is holding his back as Dameon then runs at Kyle and connects with a running double-knee to the upper chest!
JC: I think Dameon didn’t see that pin-fall come so early in the match!
RW: Kyle didn’t see two knees coming toward his chest!
Kyle falls down to his knees and Dameon connects a low standing drop kick to the face, sending Kyle face down to the mat! The crowd awes as Dameon hops to his feet and makes his way to the back of Kyle’s head.
RW: UNH-OH!
Dameon stands over the back of Kyle’s head and beings to mudhole stomp Murphy! Dameon then sits down on the mat and locks in his Fragile X!
JC: THIS COULD BE IT!!
RW: Look at Murphy’s leg!!!
We then see that Kyle sets his left leg on the bottom rope. The ref sees this and orders Dameon to release the hold. The crowd goes crazy as Dameon sees this….
Dameon: SHIT!
Dameon then gets up from off the mat with a handful of Kyle’s hair to get him up as well. Kyle then starts to pick up steam and kicks Dameon really hard in the gut. Kyle gives another hard kick to the gut and bounces off the ropes. Kyle then executes a sun-set flip for the count...
1…..2...KICK OUT!
Dameon and Kyle rise to their feet very quickly, Kyle then charges at Dameon and connects with a SPEAR!! The crowd erupts as Kyle makes another cover…
1……2…….KICK OUT!
RW: Dameon looks tired out there!
JC: We’ve never seen that before!
Kyle then picks up Dameon by his long hair; he sets him up – DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX!! Kyle then quickly gets to his feet and makes his way outside the ring. He looks to the crowd and has a light smirk on his face. He looks under the ring and pulls out a steal chair. The fans in the front row are going crazy, and some of them are yelling to get a table, ladder, etc.
JC: Taking a page out of Dameon’s book!
RW: I see lots of pain in both of these guys future…
Dameon sees the that the chair is inside the ring but Kyle runs at him and connects a kick to Dameon’s face, sending him down to the mat holding his mouth. Kyle then walks over to the where the chair and begins to pick it up. Dameon then rises to his feet slowly but doesn’t see what Kyle is planning to do. As Kyle cocks the chair back, the crowd is waiting in anticipation, then – SMACK! Chair shot right on top of Dameon’s head.
RW: HOLY TOLEDO!
JC: I think Sara Palin heard that in Alaska!
Dameon doesn’t go down!!?!?! Kyle leans back and – SMACK! Another chair shot to Dameon’s head! The crowd erupts in this chant:
**Crowd chants:” HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!!”**
JC: STILL ON HIS FEET!?!?!
RW: ARE YOU KIDDING!?!
Kyle has a shocked but excited look on his face! We then hear Dameon screaming at the top of his lungs.
Dameon: C’MON!! HIT ME AGAIN!!! HIT ME AGAIN!!!
JC: He loves the pain!!
Kyle then cocks way back and the crowd waits in anticipation – Dameon kicks Kyle real hard in the groin making him drop the chair into position, without a split second – THE GALLOW’S END RIGHT ON TOP OF THE CHIAR!! The crowd continues to go wild as both are out cold, not even making a sudden move!
RW: HE’S DEAD!!!
JC: Which one!?! Dameon from those chair shots or Murphy from that devastating finishing move from Dameon!?!?
RW & JC: BOTH!!
Hendrix looks to both men and they appear to be breathing so the match continues. We see Dameon’s eyes rolling in the back of his head as he tries to gather strength to make it to his feet but it’s taking him some time. Murphy on the other hand is still on the ground and we then hear the crowd of trying to encourage him to get up.
JC: What a match!
RW: Look!
Dameon then grabs the middle rope with his right hand and then grabs with his left hand. He then pulls himself up to the top rope and lies across trying to catch his breath.
RW: This could be trouble for Murphy!
JC: Murphy is still out!!
Dameon then gathers himself and turns to look and see that Murphy is still out on the mat. Hendrix checks out Dameon and asks if he’s ready to go. Dameon then waves him off and walks very fast toward Murphy. The crowd yells for Kyle to get up as Dameon grabs him by his head, but very quickly – ROLL UP PIN…
1…………………………………..
2…………………………………..
THR- NO, NO, KICKOUT!!!
The crowd awes as Murphy and Dameon roll away quickly from each other and we see the frustration with him hitting the mat with his left fist. We then see Dameon wide-eyed as he gathers himself and looks at Hendrix hold up two fingers to indicate the pin fall.
RW: That was close!
JC: I almost shit my pants!
Kyle then rushes to feet and so does Dameon. Kyle rushes at but Dameon grabs his shoulders and shoves him outside ring making Murphy land very hard on his back. Dameon hops outside and walks over to where his kendo stick is. He then picks it up and then creeps over to where Murphy is.
JC: Kendo sticks, chairs, what else is next!?
RW: A hobo with a shotgun!
JC: Sick!
Dameon is now standing over Murphy and leans back and – SMACK! Right across the bare back of Murphy! The crowd sneers loudly as if it was them that got hit. Murphy holds his back in pain as Dameon cocks back again – SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, vicious shots to the back as Murphy cringes in pain!
RW: Look at his back!
We then see the whelp marks the kendo stick left on the back of Murphy. Dameon then leans back to hit him again but this time Kyle delivers a low blow to Dameon making him fall to his knees. He then drops the kendo stick and with Murphy making it to his feet promptly he then grabs the kendo stick and looks over Dameon with a crazed look in his eyes.
JC: Kyle has gone crazy!
RW: Dameon has that effect on people!
Murphy then lines him up with the kendo stick and – SMACK! Right across Dameon’s face! Dameon falls to his face. He then spits out blood to the floor and Murphy hovers over him.
RW: That was the sickest sound I’ve ever heard! FUBAR’D! FUCKED UP BEYOND ALL RECOGNITION!
JC: Nice!
Murphy then grabs Dameon by his hair and directs him back to the ring. Kyle places Dameon back inside the ring and he slides in as well. When Murphy gets up he kicks Dameon in the gut making him roll over on his back. Murphy then drives the end of the kendo stick right into Dameon’s gut! He delivers another hard blow making him roll over griping his stomach. Kyle then turns around and sets his sights on the steal chair.
**CROWD CHANTS: “FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP! FUCK HIM UP!”
Murphy then unfolds the chair and sets it right in the middle of the ring. He turns to Dameon’s back as he is making his way to his feet. Kyle then begins to choke Dameon with the kendo stick! We can hear Dameon grasping for air as Murphy directs him to the chair that is in the middle of the ring. Murphy gets in position and hooks his right leg over Dameon’s left, both men lean back but – ELBOW SHOT TO THE FACE by Dameon followed by him driving the front of Murphy’s face to the chair!
JC: Ouch!
With Kyle on the floor holding his face Dameon makes the cover.
1………………….
2…………………
KICK OUT!
RW: Another close one.
Dameon gets to his feet and walks over to pick up his kendo stick. He then turns to Murphy who is staggering his feet. As Dameon raises the stick back, Murphy gives him a right hook shot to gut! Murphy takes away the stick and delivers a low blow shot with the kendo stick!
RW: NOT THE BEAN BAG!
As the crowd awes Murphy leans back and – CRACK!!
JC: HE BROKE THE STICK!
RW: WHAT THE FUCK!?!
A thunderous smack to the back of Dameon’s head breaks the kendo stick in two pieces! The crowd continues to go crazy as Dameon falls flat on his face. Kyle then rolls him over and makes the cover.
1……………………..
2……………………….
KICK OUT!
RW: How did he kick out of that!?!
Kyle then shakes his head as he can’t believe what Dameon did. With Dameon still down Kyle catches a breather by resting on the turnbuckle.
JC: This is where the fatigue factor kicks in.
RW: Both men feeling the effects of this match, but there must be a winner!
Kyle then makes his way outside the ring and looks under the ring. The front row insists on him bringing a table inside the ring. He continues to search
RW: Could he be getting….
Kyle then pulls out o table and everyone goes nuts! He then slides it inside the ring and makes his way back in too.
JC: It wouldn’t be a World title match without a table thrown in the mix.
As Dameon makes his way to his feet, he doesn’t see that Kyle is setting up the table. Dameon grabs the steal chair, folds it up, and – SMACK! Hard shot to Kyle’s back! Kyle is still on his feet and Dameon cocks back for another. Kyle then delivers a hard kick to Dameon’s gut, making him drop the chair, Murphy sets up- WHAM!! CAR BOMB RIGHT ON TOP OF THE CHAIR!! Murphy falls down hard as well by it taking a lot of his energy.
RW: WHOA!!!
JC: CAR BOMB BY MURPHY!!
The crowd continues to go wild as Kyle slowly drapes his left arm on top of Dameon.
1……………………………………..
2………………………………………
THR-, NO, KICKOUT!!
JC: What is it going to take!?!?!?!
The crowd lets out a huge awe as both men continue to lie down on the mat. Both men attempt to get to their feet but both sore and tired from the match. Kyle gets to his feet first, followed by Dameon. Kyle’s back is turned and Dameon just waits for him to turn around.
RW: He’s over there by the table!
Kyle staggers to where Dameon is as checks to see the table right behind him. Kyle turns around and – CRASH! REVERSE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!
**CROWD AWES LOUDLY**
RW: HOLY SHIT!
Dameon then makes the count.
1…………………………………..
2…………………………………..
KICKOUT!!!
JC: BOTH MEN WON’T STAY DOWN!!
The crowd continues to cheer on Kyle as he rolls over to get outside the ring but doesn’t. Murphy then starts to get to his feet and so does Dameon. As Kyle is holding his inner body he charges at Dameon. Dameon then grabs his left arm and does a 360 degree turn, making both of them fall to the mat. Dameon locks on – THE FRAGILE X!!!!
RW: HE LOCKED IT ON!!
JC: Murphy is by the ropes though!
As Dameon locks on hard we can see that Kyle isn’t that far the bottom rope. He reaches out his right arm and tries to grab the rope. He’s just inches away from the rope and the crowd cheers him on to grab it.
JC: Just a little bit more!
Dameon nails his The Gallow's End, he covers Murphy! 1...........2..........3!!!!!
DING, DING, DING!!
Amanda Summers: YOU’RE WINNER AND STILL… SFT WORLD HEAVEYWEIGHT CHAMPION... DDDAAAAMMMMEEEOOOONNNN!!!
The crowd continues to boo loudly as Dameon stands over Kyle Murphy and raises his World Title in the air.
WINNER OF THIS MATCH: Dameon via Pinfall!! RW: All I can say is im exhausted and I didn’t do anything but talk.
Dameon stands in the ring exhausted and seeming to breath a sigh of relief. But it doesn’t last long as Dark Wolf comes sliding into the ring with a steel chair. Dameon turns and is instantly met by that same steel chair! We hear a chattering sound of bone meeting steel as blood splashes everywhere even a few drops land on the camera lense. Wolf stands over Dameon as security once again come running down.
JC: Ladies and Gentlmen hell has broken loose out here and no one and I mean no one is safe anymore in the ring our outside of them!
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