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Opening
Precious is backstage as she gets a memo paper she smiles at the delivery guy, as she reads the memo her smiles fades. Harold comes in and sees the paper, he picks it up and reads it, he gets mad as says “Damn it Shadow, no you wont!”
RW: uh oh, now this is getting serious.
Match Number One Daniel Mendoza vs.
Precious ( Standard Match )
AS-“This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by Sweetheart and Harold, she hails from Greenwich, Connecticut, Precious!”
As ‘I’m Good At Being Badd’ plays, Precious comes out with Sweetheart and Harold and she goes to the ring and she puts on leg on the ring then the other doing the splits and then slides under the tope rope as Sweetheart slowly gets in the ring and Harold watches Precious from behind.
JC-“This Harold enjoys that entrance a little too much?”
RW-“How about a lot too much?”
JC-“That’s even better!”
AS-“Introducing next, he is the Tag Team Champion and her opponent, he hails from Los Angeles, California, he is Daniel Mendoza!”
‘Blood In My Hair’ hits the pa as Daniel Mendoza walks down to the ring waving to the crowd or with determination on his face. He enters the ring by walking up the steps and crouching between the second and third ropes.
JC-“This man has been impressive throughout the year as he has taken his opportunities by storm.”
RW-“That’s correct. He has won the Tag titles in his first attempt, and in doing so, defeated both of the tag champions! Now he single-handedly holds both titles.”
JC-“The bell sounds and the match is underway!”
Daniel and Precious go for a lock up but Precious takes him by surprise as she body-slides and gets a reverse body lockup. She takes Daniel down with a quick body slam and slides around his body. She stops herself and locks in a front headlock. From there she balances herself in the air and drops a quick knee on the back of his head. She releases the headlock and stands up.
RW-“Precious is quickly taking it to Daniel in this match!”
JC-“He should be more respectful of females anyway!”
Daniel makes his way up as Precious charges. He quickly takes the upper hand with an arm toss. She gets up while holding her back and he takes her down with another. She remains to get up and he drops her with a body drop. He rushes over to her and drops an elbow. She rolls out of the way but Daniel is back up, the drop seemingly ineffective to his arm. He grabs Precious and lifts her for a dominator-like maneuver. Precious thinks quickly and shifts her weight down, bringing Daniel down with an inverted reverse DDT, similar to the Eye of the Hurricane. Precious hits hard as well though, her lower back taking damage on the fall. However, she is able to get an arm over Daniels chest for the pin. The results an extremely close two count.
JC-“Come on! Slow counting on the refs part!”
RW-“Actually, I think the count was rather fair.”
JC-“What do you know? He knows how to think!”
Precious is slow to get up, as is Daniel. Sweetheart sneaks onto the apron and grabs Daniel by the arms. The ref is unknowing of this as he is checking on Precious. Precious quickly gets up and runs at Daniel. She goes for a dropkick as Daniel moves out of the way, causing the impact to only hit Sweetheart. Sweetheart flies out of the ring and hits the ground hard. Precious, however, is caught on the ropes. Daniel grabs her by the head and takes advantage.
RW-“What is he doing?”
JC-“Oh my Lord. It looks like he’s setting her up for…”
RW/JC-“Lethal Injection!”
Daniel has her head placed in between his legs and as he comes down, her body flails in the air as they reflect off the ropes. She is clearly completely unconscious. Daniel takes her remaining leg off the ropes and pins.
One… Two… Three!
Winner: Daniel Mendoza
AS-“Here’s your winner, Daniel Mendoza!”
JC-“That’s one way to use the ropes.”
RW-“It’s also one way to severely injure an opponent. Precious isn’t even moving.”
Match Number Two Nirvana vs.
DVD ( Non Title Match )
The crowd begins to shout as the arena goes black and pictures of a morgue appear on the striketron. Pictures of bodies ripped apart, bodies crawling with maggots, etc. As the fans begin to boo a light shines onto the ramp as the pictures on the jumbotron change to a big grey screen.
The Ghost In The Shell Theme hits the pa as a beutiful image of a butterfly emerging from it's cacoon appears on the jumbotron. The arena is plunged into gold which flashes into silver every other second, than back into gold. Images of babies being born and people filing into churches and other social places to appear on the jumbotron. First just a child walking, and than a bear attacking a wolf and ripping it's guts out. A sigh is sent out over the pa as white powder begins to call from the arena celing. Soon, the jumbotron shows images of past Jeff King matches from SFT and RWA. Finaly, the last image shown is of Jeff King holding the SFT title above his head after his first world title win.
NIRVANA appears on the jumbotron as King walks from behind the curtains with Lucretia at his side, dressed in torn and tattered battle clothes. They are black and show wear from any battles, As if it's tradition to wear them in each battle he had. The crowd beings to cheer, but most of them are in awe of him as he walks towards the ring with great stride. He has his trademark cane at his side, the tip sharpened into a spike. Around his neck is barbed wire, tied together into a huge rope of wire. He smiles to the crowd with all the pizazze of a salesman, but with the personality of a shark. Comfortable, yet slightly unsettling images display on the jumbotron, Traditional families eating traditional dinners, watching traditional television, playing with traditional toys...but nobody looks happy. They all have a sullen-eyed look about them which underlies the true feelings inside of them. Jeff makes his way to the ring, spitting in the fans direction, and nodding towards the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring with Lucretia, he removes his shirt, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. Lucretia raises his arm above his head and goes in for a passionate kiss, than leaves the ring to take her place at the side. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and nods to the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring with his barbed wire.
RW: The man known as Nirvana is in SFT, after quite a long road back, and it has been hard but this match can mean allot to him and his return.
DVD’s music hits as he comes to the ring.
The bell rings. Both men brawl uncontrollably till the ref calls for the bell when neither listen to him.
Winner: No Contest
RW: Double dq, ah well.
Match Number Three Kyle Murphy vs.
Lucretia Black ( Standard Match)
AS: “The following match is for one fall. Introducing the first contestant, hailing from Greenwich, Connecticut, Kyle Murphy!”
A burst of pyro explodes at the entrance and "This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage blares across the loudspeakers. Kyle Murphy steps confidently out to the stage to a huge pop. Kyle looks around at the crowd but only nods. Turning his attention to the ring, he starts down the aisle. He walks down to ringside just staring into the ring, his face intense and focused. At ringside he simply steps right up onto the apron from the floor. Kyle now looks around at the crowd again before stepping between the ropes into the ring. Crossing the ring, he steps onto the middle rope and with his fists clenched holds his arms out to his sides like a man on a cross. The crowd erupts again and Kyle gives a half-smile as if in spite of himself before stepping down off the ropes.
AS: “And introducing his opponent, who is already in the ring, Ms. Black!”
The two lock up with Murphy getting the upper hand. He successfully locks in a side headlock, however Black is out quick as she shoves Murphy toward the ropes. He goes for a shoulder block but she steps out of the way, allowing him to run past and rebound chest-first off the ropes. As he stumbles back, Lucretia hits a very hard back chop onto his upper back. He stumbles into the ropes placing a hand on his back. She proceeds with the punishment by driving a stiff elbow into the lower back of Murphy; he now falls to a knee. She jumps into the air and dropkicks him in the back again, sending him off the ropes and smacking hard onto the canvas.
JC: “Did you see that? His whole body whip lashed!”
RW: “Yes I did. It looked painful.”
Lucretia pins Murphy for a short one count. She grabs Murphy by the neck and lifts him up, giving him a welcoming Flair-style slap to his chest, which echoes through the room. He holds his chest as she whips him to the ropes. On rebound he surprises her with a spinning DDT. She goes down hard as he tries to pin her, receiving a short count as well. He brings her up and hits a nice body slam before heading to the ropes. He dives off as she slowly gets up, hitting a great flying-clothesline. Lucretia hits the mat hard as Murphy goes for his pin attempt again; this time receiving a slow two count.
Lucretia is brought back up by her hair as Murphy smiles whilst doing the pulling. Murphy knees Lucretia in the stomach and grabs her around the neck, while doing so he lifts her in the air. She however diverts her bodyweight and slides down his back. She then proceeds to hit a flashback slam. She hurries to her feet and runs at the ropes and on rebound she jumps high into the air, only to come down with a drop of the knee on Murphy’s throat. He rolls away from her while holding his throat, coughing in due process.
JC: “He’s getting it taken to him!”
RW: “Well, Lucretia is the manliest out of everyone in the business…”
JC: “You mean out of all the women, right?”
RW: “Uh… sure!”
Lucretia brings Murphy to his feet allowing Murphy to break her hold and counter with a great legsweep-clothesline combo. Lucretia hits the mat hard; Murphy takes his time to pin, which proves a bad decision as he barely gets a two count. Murphy takes his time in bringing Lucretia up, catching his breath as he does so. Lucretia breaks the hold and swings a wild right but Murphy stays on his game as he ducks the maneuver, coming up with a European uppercut. She stumbles back as Murphy rebounds off the ropes. Lucretia is dazed as Murphy comes at her with his Belt in the Gob maneuver. She ducks the move and catches Murphy with a quick chokehold. She quickly switches it into a tazzmission maneuver. She begins the torture, as Murphy seems to fade out. Instead, Murphy stumbles back, seemingly out of it, and rams her into the turnbuckle. She lets off some pressure and Murphy breaks the hold. As soon as he does this, he quickly rolls her up with a small package; the ref is also surprised as it takes him a second to drop. One… two… THREE!
Winner: Kyle Murphy
AS: “Here’s your winner, Kyle Murphy!”
JC: “Surprising win! I think Kyle is also somewhat surprised as he is sliding out of the ring!”
RW: “Well, Lucretia certainly seems angry as she is slamming her fists on the ground!”
Match Number Four Xavier Anderson vs.
Glenn Owen ( World Title Match )
JC: Our Main Event is up next. This one's been a long time in the making, but it should be a doozy.
RW: A doozy? Who talks like that anymore?
JC: You're mother did last night.
Randy White scowls.
An X made of pyro forms at the top of the ramp. From both sides pyro fires up from the stage into the air. They continue to stream up as DMX's X gon' give it to ya hits the pa. X walks out and walks under the X-shaped pyro. After a few seconds he continues to walk down the ramp. As everyone cheers he walks past slapping hands with the fans. Once at the ring he jumps up onto the apron, Brock Lesnar style and climbs into the ring. He then gets into the center and raises a fist, the music stops as he goes to his corner and awaits the bell.
Then.
The Boys are Back in Town by Lizzy hits as The Champ Glenn Owen comes to the ring bigger than life. He gets in the ring and hands over the title
JC: The Champ locks it up with Anderson. The champ with a boot to the gut to gain the upper hand; goes for a suplex.
Anderson slips out of Owen's grasp, landing behind the Champ. Anderson shoves Owen towards the ropes.
JC: Owen bounces off the ropes, Anderson heads in the other direction.
Both men take each other out with a flying clothesline and both are quick to get back on their feet. The King of Hardcore
reaches his opponent first and begins to assail him with a flurry of blows. Owen falls back momentarily before stopping a punch
in midair and battling back with right hands of his own. He then kicks Anderson in the gut before taking him down with a
swinging DDT.
JC: Good use of momentum by the Champ.
RW: Mr. Owen, would you like me to kiss the other cheek for you now? Oh, look at you, stomping away while your opponent
is down!
JC: Don't you usually condone that sort of thing?
RW: Shut up, that's what I condone.
Satisfied that his opponent has been kicked enough when down, Owen lifts Anderson up, hammers away with a few more right
hands, and again tries a suplex. Anderson again wriggles free and converts to a belly-to-back suplex.
JC: Looks like the suplex just isn't working out for the Champ tonight.
RW: But it looks like it's working out for Anderson.
Xavier Anderson has converted one belly-to-back into THREE, with a fourth on the way before Owen elbows Anderson in the
face. The King of Hardcore's grip slackens, he readjusts. Another elbow from Owen, Anderson is visibly stirred. Owen shoots
elbows backward desperately, finally breaking the grip of his opponent before taking him down with an arm drag.
JC: Anderson back up quickly, rushes at his opponent, goes down in a drop toe hold from the Champ.
Owen slaps Anderson into an ankle lock, but Anderson flips onto his back and kicks the Champ in the face, then gives him a
haymaker to the stomach.
JC: This doesn't look good for owen.
Anderson presses his advantage, taking Owen down with a kneeling fireman's carry. He covers.
RW: Not even a two count!
Owen kicks out with such ferocity that Anderson spills out of the ring. Owen quickly rolls out and goes on the assault. The
Champ and the King of Hardcore take turns whipping each other into the barricade, the steel steps, and even the ring itself.
Meanwhile, the referee counts them out.
JC: These two are obviously too engrossed in the match to notice that they're being counted out!
Owen gains the upper hand as the competitors battle it out to the top of the entrance ramp. They inch ever closer to the edge,
Owen steadily cornering his prey. He lays Anderson out with a piledriver.
RW: The count stands at six.
JC: What a move by the Champ!
The Champ picks his opponent up and delivers a few blows before going for a clothesline but the King of Hardcore collapses,
sending Owen flying over the edge of the ramp and onto the cement below.
Ref: 8...9...10!!
Winner: Draw/Double Countout
RW: Holy shit, Xavier didn’t win but he went the distance! Incredible match.
Ending
As Inferno is coming to an end, before we fade to black, we see Azreal standing on the rampway as the crowd see him. He just stands there, and before RW or JC can say a word we get cut off.
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