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Fame from David Bowie starts as we see Connor and Harold standing on the rampway, they say nothing but lift their arms as pyro goes off all over the arena and the crowd go crazy.
RW and JC take their places
RW: Ladies and Gents welcome to Immortality, a show that will surely not be forgotten any time soon.
JC: Lets get it started.
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m a t c h o n e .
w i n n e r = J A C K S O N
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m a t c h t w o .
RW: Now its time for Legend vs. Simon Jacobs.
"Creep" by Radiohead slowly fades in - a voice comes on and says, "Bow Down Blockheads!"
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Fireworks go off ontop of the ramp. "Creep" by Radiohead really kicks in, as the mist slowly fades away from the fireworks. Suddenly, Johnny Legend walks through the mist. Sporting flashy purple tights and jacket, as he stands ontop of the ramp.
"Coming down to the ring at this time, (Legend walks down the ramp) weighing in at 250 pounds, hailing from Fire Island, New York... JOHNNY LEGEND!" Amanda Summers says into the mic.
Johnny Legend slowly walks up the steps, and gives a few words to the fans... Some unkind words. He then gets into the ring and steps into the middle... Fireworks burst to the sides of the ring - Legend turns slowly around in a full circle and shows his winning smile. The mist clears after a few seconds, and Johnny Legend takes his jacket off, and his United States title, which he tosses to the ringside staff. Legend then awaits his opponent, while he rests his back in a corner of the ring.
Simon Jacobs doesn’t even wait for his intro as he comes running down to the ring and starts attacking Legend, first with a double axe handle then some kicks to the midsection.
The ref calls for the bell.
Simon is on the offense with a series of quick chops to the chest of Legend as the crowd goes whoo ala Flair mode.
JC: Simon wasted no time starting the match
Legend finally gets a kick in on Jacobs. And nails a Russian leg sweep, followed by a pedigree as he covers 1,2,kickout by Jacobs!
RW: That was close!
Legend now with a DDT on Jacobs but doesn’t cover. Legend gets up slowly and gets behind Simon. Simon slowly and dazed gets up as he turns around he gets hit with Johnny’s finisher The Resolution.
JC: Sweet mother of god, what great chin music that was. I hear the jaw pop even over here!
Legend smiles as he slowly covers Simon as the ref counts 1, 2, ,,,,3!
RW: Legend wins!
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i n n e r = Johnny Legend
Legend raises his arm in victory, suddenly Wait and Bleed hits as a green mist arises from the rampway. From it we see Shadow, Brass Martin, and Louis Cypher all appear. Legend looks at them with concern, ready for anything.
JC: Uh oh, this could mean trouble.
Brass mouths the words “join us”. Legend only stares at Shadow. Shadow smiles lightly and nods with his head for Legend to come up to them.
RW: What is Legend thinking?
Legend lowers his head for a moment then looks back up at the Dead Pac, he slowly gets out of the ring and walks up to The Dead Pac, they say nothing as all 4 walk away together.
JC: Oh my God! Legend appears to have rejoined the Dead Pac!
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No One Knows by Queens Of The Stone Age hits the
PA as Rachel Pitt walks >from behind the ring curtain. She's wearing her normal
street clothes with >an altered crown, in her arms is her new puppy. She waves
to the fans as >she walks down the ramp and enters the ring. She\s quickly
handed a mic and >smiles as she gets on it.
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I’m good at being badd” by TLC plays over the PA system and Precious comes out
with Sweetheart and Harold. She goes to the ring and she puts one leg >on the
ring then the other doing a split and then slides under the ropes as >Sweetheart
slowly gets in the ring and Harold watches Precious from behind.
Nigga throw ya hood up.
Nigga throw ya side up.
Nigga throw ya wad up.
We gone see who harder!
A blue strobe light effect begins flashing through the arena.
Sean Rollins then emerges from behing the curtains and begins walking down to the ring.
Standing at 5'11 and weighing in at 229 pounds, hailing from Baton Rouge, Louisiana..."The Gangstas Disciple" Sean Rollins!
Sean then slides in to the ring and Precious then begins to stomp on him as he slides in.
Sean then gets up, he bitch slaps Precious like and old school pimp!
Emily: SHIT! Sean fuckin slapped the shit out of precious!
RW: That echoed through the arena!
Harold then jumps up on the apron and begins yelling at Sean! Sean runs and punches Harold, he then uses his momentum off the ropes and jumps and clotheslines Precious to the mat.
Sweetheart then climbs up on the ropes, the referee goes to her telling her to get down. As this happens, Sean Rollins picks up Precious but is low blowed by her.
RW: OWW! The family jewels are crushed.
Emily: I wonder if what they say is true...if they really are "bigger". Guess I will have to ask her after the match!
Sean is rolling around in pain on the mat, Precious then goes over to him and attempts a pin as Sweetheart jumps off the apron now the damage done.
1...2...Sean kicks out at the last second. Precious then throws a fit, yelling at the referee in disgust. Precious then goes to pick Sean up, but is then stopped quickly by a punch to the stomache.
Sean then bodyslams Precious to the mat, he then puts her in the Prison Lockdown right in front of Harold!
Precious struggles for a few seconds as the referee goes to check on her. Harold then reaches in to his pocket. We hear a spraying sound, Sean Rollins cluthes his eyes!
Emily: He just maced Sean Rollins!
RW: Thats the only way to stop a theif from stealing a victory!
Harold is jumping up and down in joy, Sean is raking his eyes trying to get the mace out!
Precious covers for the pin 1...2...3! The match is over Precious wins. w i n n e r = P R E C I O U S
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m a t c h f o u r
‘No One Knows’ by QOTSA starts up over the PA. Jesus Christ, it sounds good >as
the sexy Rachel Pitt walks out. Dressed in red, she has a little devil >headband
on with tiny cute horns on the top. Her pants have a pointed tail >protruding
out. And she’s holding a kid’s Halloween fork. w i n n e r = R A C H E L P I T T
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m a t c h f i v e .
The lights in the arena black out and smoke fills the entrance ramp as "Crawlin"
by Linkin Park ft Staind plays over the speakers. "Trust and Believe" in white
lettering flashes on the screen. Venom makes his way to the top of the ramp,
waits a few seconds before slowly making his way down the ramp and into the
ring.
w i n n e r = T H E G R E A T M A L I N K O
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. m a t c h s i x .
As the sound of "Immortal" by Adema plays over the P.A. system, the arena >goes
dark. At the entrance way a lone red light shines from under the >steel, and out
steps Hekutsu. He stands for a moment, and then fire erupts >at his sides from
the stage. Hekutsu then walks slowly to the ring, >entering under the bottom
rope and simply goes to a corner and kneels.
w i n n e r = H E K U T S O
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JC: Im not sure but im sure we'll know in the near future what that was all about.
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RW: Ok time for the IC title match!
JC: I just got word that Shane Clemmens is hurt and will not be in the match.
RW: Tough luck for Shane he was really a threat for the title.
Out of nowhere, "Ebolarama" by Every Time I Die blares to life, sending the fans into a roar of approval. Seth Dryden appears on the ramp, grinning from ear to ear. He trots down to the ring as green pyro shoots off on either side of the ramp. He slides in the ring, and poses on the turnbuckle for the crowd, playing it up.
JC: Theres Seth, now here comes Grizzly Z.
The hauntingly minor downbeat of Slip Out the Back tears through the speakers as the arena dims to black. Intels flicker in alternating red and blue as Grizzly Z charges out of the back and down the ramp like a bat out of Hell. Pyro missiles fire from the base of the ring, lighting the intense wrestler's way as he barrels toward the ring. He slides inside, jumps to his feet and raises a
fist in the air, snarling with belligerent ferocity.
The bell rings. And the action starts.
Grizzly starts it off with a spinning heel kick on Seth, knocking Seth down. Grizzly now with his Grizzly Swing, he covers 1,,,,,2,,,kickout by Seth!
Grizzly tries a sit down powerbomb but Seth counters into an X-Factor!
The crowd boos and cheers as they are divided evenly between both men.
RW: Each has their own fans that’s for sure.
Seth with a body slam on Grizzly as a few fans throw trash at Seth who only smiles. Seth picks up Grizzly and hits an uppercut followed by a right hook then a left hook. Grizzly counters back with a sweep of the legs of Seth then nails a knee across Seth’s head.
JC: ouch that has to hurt!
Grizzly climbs the ropes and goes for a top rope elbow drop and flies off but Seth rolls out of the way, he nails Grizzly quickly with a shining wizard kick, he picks up Grizzly and climbs the turnbuckles.
RW: uh no Seth is going for his Aces Full!
As Seth is about to Execute he loses his center and footing and Grizzly falls hard out of the ring from high off the top turnbuckle. Ace falls backwards onto his back. Slowly Seth is getting up but Grizzly is not moving, the ref starts a 10 count on Grizzly. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and finally 10. The ref asks for the bell as Seth is up, the ref hands Seth the IC title as he raises it in victory.
JC: ladies and gentlemen our new Intercontinental Champion!
w i n n e r = S E T H
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m a t c h e i g h t .
JC: We're getting ready for a crazy triple threat now.
RW: This is gonna be fun.
The arena is plunged into darkness, but a with a gold spotlight shining
down
on the stage directly in front of the video wall. The opening notes of
"Welcome To The Jungle" by Guns N' Roses echo over the arena's PA
system and
as the vocal part of the song starts, Christian Cage walks out and
stands
underneath the spotlight with his back to the ring and to a deafening
negative reaction (interspersed with "asshole" chants from the crowd).
Cage
stretches his arms out to his sides, level with his shoulders so as to
assume a crucifix position, and as he does so it triggers a series of
pyrotechnic explosions on either side of him. As the smoke from the
pyro
dies away, Cage turns to face the ring and begins a slow, purposeful
strut
down the aisle.
But as he walks to the ring Allisa heads out from the back and runs
down the
entrance way and catches Cage behind the head with a forearm. Allisa
hammers
down on Cage's back and pulls him to the ring and rolls him in.
JC: Jesus where'd she come from?
Jesus: She came from the back.
RW:...
As Allisa pounds on Cage inside the ring "Look at me now" by Reveille
hits
the PA system and out from the back runs Erik Dean. He slides into the
ring,
where Allisa is waiting for him. They exchange punches and chops. Dean
goes
for a spinning back chop but Allisa ducks and hits a lowblow.
RW: OHHHHH!
JC: Where was the ref?
RW: The ref was checking on Cage.
As Dean's hunched over in pain Allisa hits a DDT on Dean. She goes for
a pin
but the ref is still with Cage. Allisa yells and the ref turns and runs
to
make a count but only makes a 1 before Dean gets a shoulder up. Allisa
gets
up and walks over to Cage and stomps on him once and walks for Dean to
get
up. As Dean gets to a knee Allisa walks over and hits a Shining
Ebezard. She
makes another cover but the pin is broken up by Cage. Allisa punches
Cage,
who rebounds off the ropes from the punch and then ducks behind Allisa
off
the rebound to hit a big german suplex.
JC: Ouch!
Cage picks up Allisa and shoots her to the ropes. On the rebound Cage
hits a
spinebuster and goes for a cover but only gets a 2 count because Allisa
was
to close to the ropes and grabbed the bottom one. As Cage gets up off
Allisa
Dean runs over, jumps, springs off the middle rope and hits Cage with a
gammengiri (look it up). Dean quickly goes for a pin but it's broken up
by
Allisa. Dean and Allisa trade punches before Dean kicks her and sets
her up
for a piledriver.Out of no where Cage rebounds off the far ropes, and
as
Allisa is bent over ready for the piledriver, Cage ends up hitting Dean
with
a spear. As Dean goes down from the spear, Cage stays on top for the
pin,
but at that very moment, with Dean going down, Allisa holds onto Dean's
legs
and rolls over with a jackknife pin, with her back on top of Cage's
back,
who's pinning Dean.
1...
2....
3....
JC: What the hell??
RW: Who got the pin?
JC...I guess they both did?
w i n n e r = Christian Cage and Allisa
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JC: Well folks Gust and Connor are just looking at each other now, I wonder what is going through there head right now?
RW: Maybe there trying to figure out who’s the baby’s daddy?
JC: Wait what’s going on?
All of a sudden Maury Povich walks out from backstage with a microphone! The fans are going nuts in excitement. Gust and MacDaddy look confused as he enters the ring and pulls out a piece of paper.
Maury Povich: Connor…. You are not the father!
All of a sudden Connor starts jumping around yelling “yea! Fuck yea! Told your skank ass” and all that fun stuff.
Maury Povich: Nathan… you… are… not the father!
Gust looks shocked at the news, and Connor starts laughing at him, all of a sudden Nathan decks Connor. Now Povich calls for his bodyguards and they move in and just destroys Gust.
Povich and his men walk to the back with a standing ovation as referees try and get the fallen bodies of Gust and MacDaddy to the back.
RW: So I guess Povich won?
JC: I guess…
w i n n e r = No one RW: So both leave SFT or neither? LOL
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m a i n e v e n t . Chimpo the Chimp: Ladies and Gentleman... the following match is scheduled for one-fall... and is for the SFT World Heavyweight Championship! ... introducing first... from Osaka, Japan... "The Lord of SFT"... Nirvana!
Evolve. Escape. Devour
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. Hurt by Cash hits the pa as a beutiful image of a butterfly emerging from it's cacoon appears on the jumbotron. The arena is plunged into deep green which flashes into red every other second, than back into green. Images of babies being born and animals attacking other animals begint 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 a group of freakish humans appear from behind the curtain. Some have distorted and torn faces, but they all take spots at the side of the ramp way and bow. "The Lord of SFT" appears on the jumbotron as Lord Nirvana walks from behin the curtains, dressed in a ceremonial robe. It's red and drags the ground behind him for a good ten feet. The crowd beings to boo, 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 a huge swastika, covered in barbed 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, spinning his cane, and nodding towards the fans, who, in turn, boo him. Climbing into the ring, he removes his robe, revealing his wrestling gear beneath it. He goes to the to the back turnbuckle and taunts the fans with his cane, which he drops outside the ring with his swastika. Before the match starts he puts his hands on the sides of his face and tears at the skin. He stops when the blood starts to appear on his hands and smiles as he holds his hands up for the bloodthirsty crowd. He licks the blood from his hands in one last act of sin.
Chimpo the Chimp: and his opponent... from The City of Dis... Havoc!
The arena is completely dark as "Bullet-Proof Skin" begins. The only light now comes from the illuminated screen as words appear and pass.. "Carnal"..."Fatal"...."Immortal" The guitar riffs and the crowd pops insanely. Smoke sifts through the entrence ramp, the lights beneath it illuminating it. As the lights are turned on Havoc walks through the smoke to another pop. He walks slowly and gracefully down the ramp, stopping for a moment to gently roll a tuft of smoke from his mouth and look at the "Havoc" signs dispersed amongst the crowd. He slides into the ring and walks to one turnbuckle standing atop it and raising one arm; the crowd pops again. He walks to the corner diagonal from that and poses again, to another pop. Havoc laughs in Nirvana face. Nirvana frowns and proceeds to slap Havoc in the face and the bell sounds for the match. Nirvana throws a right hand, and connects. Havoc stumbles back, and Nirvana again nails Havoc with a right, he grabs his left arm whips him against the ropes, Havoc ducks the clothesline. Nirvana quickly spins around and is floored with a stiff right hand. Nirvana clutches his jaw and quickly rolls out of the ring to the disapproval of the fans.
JC: Boy, the fans love to hate Nirvana..
RW: They usually hate Havoc just as much, but I think Nirvana is hated a little more in Madison Square Garden tonight.
Havoc commands Nirvana to get into the ring, but Nirvana is a stubborn guy and simple shakes his head and stays put. Havoc isn’t going to play any games and he exits the ring, but as he does that Nirvana quickly slides in the ring. Havoc shakes his head as if to say “I can’t believe this” and slides back in the ring, Nirvana takes advantage and begins to stomp Havoc into the canvas. He grabs Havoc by the hair and picks him up. Havoc pushes Nirvana away and goes for a right hand, and connects. Havoc goes for another, and again it is successful. Havoc then whips Nirvana into the corner and charges at him looking to take his head off with a clothesline, but Nirvana ducks under and Havoc pounces onto the second rope and springs back and takes Nirvana down with a springboard lariat. Nirvana quickly gets to his feet and sarcastically applauds Havoc. Havoc doesn’t look happy as the two lock up. With Nirvana gets the upper hand and pushes Havoc into the corner, and Havoc falls on his ass. Nirvana laughs and turns to the crowd and raises his arms in the air. Havoc gets to his feet, but is still in the corner and Nirvana charges for him, Havoc ducks and sends Nirvana over the top rope and out of the ring.
JC: Great reversal by Havoc, sending Nirvana out of the ring..
RW: I didn’t like the look at that.. Nirvana landed horribly there I think he has hurt his knee..
With that said the referee gets out of the ring to check on Nirvana, who looks to be legitimately hurt. Havoc stand on the middle rope and looks out to Nirvana, who is struggling to get up, but out of nowhere he flys up and grabs Havoc and DDTs him over the ropes to the outside!
JC: OH SHIT!
RW: Nirvana was playing possum... that's just like him to use cheap tactics.
RW: Cheap tactics my ass... he's the master of mind games.
Nirvana picks a limp Havoc up and rolls him into the ring. He crawls ina nd hen makes the cover.
1…
2……
KICK OUT!
Nirvana looks up at the referee and snarls. Nirvana gets up and screams at Havoc telling him to get up. Havoc gets to his feet and is met by a boot to the gut. Nirvana grabs Havoc and sets him up for "Lucretia's Death”. He leans back ready to nail it when suddenly Havoc grabs the arm of Nirvana, twists it around and almost yanks it out of its socket taking Nirvana to the mat. A great reversal. Havoc then grabs the feet of Nirvana, but Nirvana grabs Havoc by his hair and begins pounding away at his head and then quickly rolls him up into a cover.
1…
2………
KICK OUT!
JC: Nirvana looking to end this match very quickly. He’s not wasting any time trying to get the win.
Nirvana punches the canvas in frustration. He is desperate to win, and every time Havoc pops back up, Nirvana’s rage increases. They’re back to square one, and the start to circle each other. They lunge into a lock up and now the power struggle continues. Havoc gets the upper hand this time and gets Nirvana in a nice wrist-lock. However his advantage is short lives as Nirvana reverses that by spinning behind Havoc and locking him around the waist. He hoists Havoc up looking to connect with a German suplex but like a cat, Havoc lands on his feet. He grabs the Nirvans and hoists him up and hits a Decide!!
JC: Out of no where comes the Decide! Havoc covers..
1.....
2.....
Nirvana's foot is on the ropes.
Havoc thinks he’s got it won, when he realizes just what is going on. Havoc gets up and starts argueing with the referee. Nirvana slides out of the ring and grabs a kendo stick from underneath the ring. Havoc gets into the ring and Nirvana stands in the corner with his arms behind his back concealing the kendo Stick. Havoc charges towards him and suddenly he is blasted with the stick taking him down to the canvas. Nirvana throws the Stick out of the ring, Nirvana looks down at Havoc and begins to smile. Looking very proud of himself. He decides to taunt the crowd a little as he figures he has this match in the bag. He puts one foot on Havoc and the ref makes a count...
1.....
2.....
KICKOUT!
Havoc manages to get up as Nirvana looks pissed... straight off the bat the furious Nirvana charges at Havoc and takes him down with a spear. He mounts on top of him and begins to rain on him with rights and lefts. Havoc tries to block them but they’re coming at him so fast it’s impossible to block them all. Nirvana then gets off and grabs Havoc by the hair and throws him out of the ring. Nirvana runs against the ropes and leaps over and knocks Havoc back down to the floor with a suicide dive. Nirvana quickly gets to his feet and again grabs Havoc by the hair to pick him up. He grabs his face and looks to smash his head off of the announce table, but Havoc blocks it and drives Nirvana’ head into it. Nirvana stumbles around a little and Havoc takes him down with a clothesline. Havoc slides in the ring and climbs the apron to the top rope. The crowd get to their feet, but so does Nirvana. Havoc stalks Nirvana, just waiting for him to turn around, and he does and Havoc leaps off the top rope to the outside locks his legs around Nirvana’ neck and takes him down to the floor with an amazing hurricanranna.
JC: What a move!
RW: Havoc is going all out to beat Nirvana here. Remember, this is a World Title match, Havoc could become the first 5 time SFT World Champion.
Nirvana uses the barricade to help him get to his feet, but Havoc is quickly onto him and he nails Nirvana with a stiff kick to his back knocking him down once again. Havoc climbs the announce table and waits for Nirvana to get up. Slowly but surely, he does, and he turns to see Havoc standing on the table mocking him by imitating his taunts. Nirvana shakes his head in disapproval and climbs the barricade and shows Havoc how it’s done, causing the fans to boo. Nirvana turns his back on Havoc and goes to flip the fans off, but much to Havoc’s surprises Nirvana quickly turns back around and charges at him he leaps off the barricade and drives Havoc’s head into the canvas with an amazing jumping swinging DDT. The crowd are going nuts and the arena fills with “HOLY SHIT!!” chants as both men lay down on top the what used to be the announce table. Nirvana slowly gets to his feet, a little worse for wear, but not as bad as Havoc who is still on the floor after having his head driven through the table. Nirvana picks up Havoc and looks to throw him into the ring-steps, but Havoc reveres it with an irish whip of his own sending Nirvana crashing into the steps with a sickening thud. Havoc staggers around trying to get his head together before continuing his assault. He slowly walks towards Nirvana, he picks him up and boots him in the gut, he flips him up for a vertical suplex… and connects on the outside, causing more pain to the back of Nirvana. Havoc isn’t finished though, as he doesn’t let go of Nirvana as he drags him back to his feet in the vertical suplex position once again and light lightning he quickly drives him to the floor once again. Havoc still isn’t though as he goes for one more, he again drags Nirvana to his feet and for the final time he drives him back first onto that cold hard mat on the outside, just wearing Nirvana down before he goes for the eventual kill.
JC: Havoc is wearing him down... this one must be close to being over.
Havoc methodically continues to work on the back of Nirvana as he proceeds to put the boots to him. He picks Nirvana up and throws him into the ring. Havoc firmly in control now slowly enters the ring and climbs to the middle rope. Nirvana his on his hands and knees trying to get up and Havoc jumps off the second rope and drives a boot right into the lower back of Nirvana. Nirvana rolls around the ring in complete pain, but Havoc doesn’t let up. He picks Nirvana up to his feet lifts him up and connects with a backbreaker sending Nirvana back down to the canvas holding his back.
JC: Great ring-work by Havoc here.
RW: He isn't a four-time champ for nuthin
Havoc again picks Nirvana up and this time he whips him into the corner. Havoc charges at Nirvana, but out of no where Nirvana nails Havoc with a beautiful Super kick. Nirvana drops to his knees that took a lot out of him with the back pain. Nirvana rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring for something to help him to victory. He finds a steel chair. He climbs back in the ring and Havoc is just getting to his feet. Havoc turns around and is met with a steel chair being jabbed into his lower abdomen followed by a stiff shot over his back.
JC: C'mon you don't need a steel chair!
RW: This is a PPV World Title match, it's No DQ!
And the assault continues. One shot to the back, followed by another, and another, and another. Nirvana stops to catch his breath and he adjusts the chair so that the edge of it is facing downwards, and now he drives the edge of the chair into Havoc’s back jab after jab, after jab, after jab. Nirvana has gone trigger happy with a steal chair and there is nothing anyone can do to stop him. Nirvana drops the chair and lifts Havoc to his feet and throws him over the top rope to the outside. Nirvana climbs out of the ring and boots Havoc in the gut edging him closer up to the ramp. Havoc rolls back so he is able to get up. Nirvana also takes a step back and he smiles. The smile is returned and they both charge at each other They begin to brawl uncontrollably as rights and lefts are flying everywhere from both parties. Havoc begins to get the upper hand so out of desperation Nirvana nails Havoc with a knee to the midsection and knocks Havoc to the floor with an elbow to the head. Nirvana picks Havoc up and throws him further up the ramp, they begin to get closer to the windows. Obviously Nirvana is looking to end it soon with the pain on his back increasing. At the edge of the ramp the two begin to brawl once again, and again Havoc gets the upper hand. The more Havoc hits Nirvana, the more he stumbles closer to the edge of the ramp. Dangerously close now, Nirvana is close to the end of the stage. Havoc swings at Nirvana looking to knock him down, but Nirvana blocks it and nails Havoc with a cold hard kick to the groin. He grabs the head of Havoc and hoists him up and drives him 20 feet down to to the floor, and much to the delight of the crowds blood lust, through 2 tables. Nirvana drops to one knee and clutches his back once again.
JC: Holy shit! Havoc could be dead!
Nirvana slowly walks down the ramp, and down to where Havoc lies, in a bed of cracked, and broken wood. He lifts him up a little and drops down and catapults Havoc right into the side of the stage.
JC: Oh my.. A sickening thud as Havoc’s head just bounces off that stage..
Nirvana looks on in jubilee. He lifts Havoc to his feet again and grabs him by his head and charges and slams him head first into the stage again. The crowd gasp. Nirvana gets to his feet. He puts Havoc’s head beneath his legs and lifts him up in a powerbomb position. The crowd rise to their feet, Nirvana stumbles back a little, but he charges forward but Havoc somehow jumps out of it, he hits Nirvana with a right, he whips Nirvana towards the stage, but Nirvana reverses it with a whip of his own, but that’s reversed as Havoc ducks under the arm of Nirvana, neither men are wanting to hit the stage. Havoc ducks behind him and lifts Nirvana up in what looks to be a back drop position but he is charging towards the stage, Nirvana flips over, Havoc quickly spins around and Nirvana nails him with a Spear and Havoc AND Nirvana go crashing though the side of the stage!
JC: OH MY GOD!!
RW: The stage has broken in two!
JC: HOLY SHIT, BOTH MEN ARE OUT OF IT! How about we call this a draw, Nirvana has another life after wrestling and Havoc has his whole career ahead of him.. this is crazy!
RW: No, this is the most heated rivalry in SFT history. This is what everyone wanted to see, and it’s living up to ALL expectations.
Both men are covered in blood, and neither are moving. A bunch of referee’s and EMT’s rush out to check on them, neither are willing to give this one up. The group of referee and EMT’s help both men up and escort them to the ring. The New York crowd are on their feet applauding both men for their effort and sheer resilience and willingness to continue after what war has been raged, and we’re not even finished yet. Both men are using the debris to help them to their feet. The crowd are on there feet willing them both to continue this epic battle. Nirvana is up first, but Havoc isn’t far behind. Nirvana stumbes to the ring and Havoc is in hot pursuit. They both turn around to each other at the same time; blood streaming down both men’s faces as they begin to trade blows in the middle of the ring. Nirvana gains the upper hand by blocking one of Havoc’s shots and nailing him with a solid upper cut causing him to fall back against the ropes. Nirvana takes a few steps back and charges at Havoc with a super kick, but Havoc ducks under it and sends Nirvana crashing down to the outside. Havoc with a sudden burst of adrenaline climbs on the edge of the apron and nails Nirvana with a very elegant Asia moonsault!
JC: You have to admire the condition of these two men, they’ve been through complete hell and back and this war still isn’t over.
Havoc picks Nirvana up and slams his head into the ring post. Blood splats all over the place as Nirvana falls to the floor again. Havoc, looking very fatigued throws Nirvana into the ring barrier, adding to the pain on Nirvana’ back. Havoc is looking to clothesline Nirvana over the barrier, but Nirvana has other plans as he ducks and catapults Havoc over the top and into the crowd. Nirvana grabs a beer from one of the fans and throws it in the face of Havoc before knocking him to the floor with a solid right hand. Nirvana grabs Havoc’s arm and helps him to his feet, very out of character, but the kindness was just a deception as Nirvana whips Havoc into, and over the barrier back to ringside. Nirvana climbs on top of the barrier looking to nail Havoc with an aerial move, but Havoc is wise to it and rushes at Nirvana and trips him causing him to trip and land on the barrier in a VERY painful position. The crowd love it. Nirvana falls on the floor. Havoc wisely climbs in the ring to give him time to rest a little. Nirvana slowly crawls towards the ring and rolls inside; both men are exhausted as they lay on the canvas. Havoc this time is the first to his feet as he goes to nail Nirvana with a boot to the midsection, but Nirvana grabs his foot and takes him down with a beautiful dragon screw. A huge rush of adrenaline surges though Nirvana’ body as he leaps to his feet and locks Havoc in a Sharpshooter! The MSG crowd go completely nuts as Havoc begins to scream in pain. Nirvana is yelling at Havoc, telling him to tap as the blood continues to stroll down his face. Havoc with whatever strength he has left begins to slowly crawl towards the ropes, but Nirvana pulls him to the center of the ring and the crowd begin to boo their hometown boy as he is just seconds away from winning the match, but Havoc isn’t giving it up that easy as again he starts to crawl to the ropes. Nirvana is trying his hardest to keep Havoc away from those ropes, but it’s no use as he edges closer and closer. The determination and will to win is edging him closer to the ropes. Nirvana is shaking his head, desperately trying to pull Havoc back, but it’s no use as he makes it to the ropes as the crowd breathes as sigh of relief.
JC: My god what a match. What a fucking match!
Nirvana’ frustration gets the better of him as he goes to bitch at the referee after he is forced to break the hold. The relief on Havoc’s face is priceless as he slowly uses the ropes to once again get to his feet, but the damage as been done with the sharpshooter. Havoc gets to his feet, and Nirvana is still arguing with the referee. Havoc hobbles behind Nirvana and grabs him looking for the Decide… and he connects! The crowd jump up in sheer delight as Havoc drops down for the cover.
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3!!
Havoc jumps up in the air, but then the red notices that Nirvana's foot was on the ropes. The referee stops Havoc in his celebration to tell him that it was only a two-count. Havoc looks pissed.
JC: He had his foot on the ropes! It was only a two-count!
Havoc cannot believe it. He puts his head in his hands and looks up at the sky in complete disbelief. He thought it was it, and the crowd damn sure did, but this match still continues. Havoc picks up Nirvana and spins him around looking for another Decide., he lifts him up, put Nirvana wriggles out and locks his hands around Havoc’s waist, he pushes him into the ropes not letting go and rolls Havoc up and grabs the tights..
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Another sigh of relief goes around the arena as Havoc and Nirvana both leap to their feet. Havoc swings for Nirvana, Nirvana ducks it and boots Havoc in the gut. He puts his head between his legs and hooks Havoc’s arms; he lifts him up and plants Havoc head first into the canvas with Lucreita's Death!. He hooks Havoc’s leg and the referee drops down into position.
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3!!!!
JC: Nirv got him!
The referee then notices that Havoc's foot was on the ropes., just like Nirvana's was earlier. He stops Nirvana in his celebration that it was only a two-count!
RW: DEJA-FREAKIN-VU!
JC: This match is not over! Havoc had the ropes!
Nirvana begins to pound the canvas in frustration. He leaps to his feet and begins to jump up and down yelling at Havoc, begging him to get up. And he does, and he is met with another boot to the gut, and again he finds himself in the Difference maker set-up position. Nirvana hooks the arms, but Havoc flips Nirvana over his head. Nirvana gets up and turns round. He charges at Havoc, and Havoc side steps and directs him into the turnbuckle. Nirvana facing the crowd in the corner completely exhausted. Havoc charges at him and nails him with a forearm to that injured back. Havoc then lifts him up to the top rope looking to go for a super-backdrop, Havoc thinks about it, but he changes his mind. Instead he lifts Nirvana on his shoulders. The crowd jump up to their feet and begin to chant Havoc’s name, he lifts Nirvana up in the air and leaps off the rope role and comes crashing down onto the canvas with Nirvana chin/neck smashing off his shoulder with such velocity Nirvana goes flying into the other corner. The crowd begin to go absolutely crazy and erupt in a “HOLY SHIT!!” Chant
JC: WOAH! Top-rope Decide!
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3!!!
JC: It's over, we have a new World Champion!
RW: Havoc is the five-time SFT World Champion! What a match!
Jake: WOOO 1... 2... 3!
w i n n e r = H A V O C
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