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Opening
A red limousine pulls up to the Ceasars Palace. The camera goes around the limo and shows the license plate and it says "LEGEND". Only the driver gets out. He walks to the back door and opens it but whoever is inside quickly slams it back shut. The camera fades to the ring.
RW and JC are already at their posts as pyro goes off as the crowd go nuts.
RW: This will definately be a changing of the guards so to speak, the name tells you what to expect.
JC: So lets get this show on the road!
Match Number One
Jasyn Baine vs.
Jack Jones
( Standard Match )
Chimpo the Chimp: The following match is out opening contest! Introducing first... from Morioka, Japan... Jasyn Baine!
The opening riffs of "War Machine" by KISS blare over the arena's PA system and the crowd immediately begins to boo in a frenzy. Jasyn Baine wastes little time in making himself visible to the fans, stepping into view wearing his wrestling attire and black hoodie with a red crosshair on the chest and Shooter written over the front of the hood. The hood is pulled up, casting his face in shadow as he looks around the arena. He slowly and methodically makes his way down the ramp, focused on the ring. He steps between the middle and top rope and removes his hoodie, looking at the crowd with a sneer.
Chimpo the Chimp: and his opponent... from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma... "Cowboy" Jack Jones!
Garth Brooks' I got Friends in Low Places plays on the PA system, and Jack Jones comes out to the ring. He slides in and Jasyn jumps him. He starts kicking, Jack, but Jack fights to his feet. Jack Jones then grabs Baine and nails him with a powerslam. Jack climbsthe top rope and then nails the a flying headbutt.
JC: This match just started, and Jack already hit 'The Cows Come Home'!
Jack then goes to the top-rope again and hits an elbow drop!
RW: Oh my! and there is the "Out to Graze"!
JC: I think Jaysn Baine is 'Out to Graze' as well.
Jack then pins Baine.
1.....
2.....
3!
Winner: Jack Jones
JC: This match is over!
RW: So quick! What a way to start this PPV!
Match Number Two
Aidan Morag vs.
Daniel Mendoza vs.
Johnny Legend
( Triple Threat Match )
"The Lord Is a Monkey" by Butthole Surfers slowly fades in - a voice comes on and says, "Bow Down Blockheads!"
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Fireworks go off ontop of the ramp. "The Lord Is a Monkey" by Butthole Surfers 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 Legend awaits his opponent, while he rests his back in a corner of the ring.
RW: You gotta love Johnny hah!
"Pain Inside" By Adema blasts over the pa system as The lights black out. As the song picks up the lights begin to flash off and on. Aidan comes out from the backstage area and soaks up the crowds loud pop before slowly making his way to the ring. Once outside the ring Aidan slides in under the bottom rope and the lights come back on. Aidan kneels in the middle of the ring looking towards the sky as his music fades away.
JC: And Aidan is looking not to shabby either.
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.
Daniel, Aidan and Johnny are all in the ring as the bell rings.
Daniel doesnt waste time as he nails Aidan with a back kick, then a sidekick on Johnny Legend. Danny now with a back body drop followed by a hurricana on Legend.
The crowd are going nuts. Danny now with a piledriver on Aidan, then as Legend tries to get in the match hes met with a clothesline followed by a neckbreaker, he covers 1.2..save by Aidan. Aidan now with a summersault suplex on Aidan, as Aidan is in big time pain.
RW: Daniel is dismantling two veterans as if they were rookies.
Daniel with a tombstone piledriver on Legend, but this time he doesnt cover. He locks in his Hard Goodbye in Legend as he has to give up, with Aidan to slow to break it up.
Daniel celebrates in the ring.
JC: Huge win for Mendoza tonight.
Winner: Daniel Mendoza
"Blood in my Hair" continues to play and Daniel Mendoza is celebrating his victory in the ring. Johnny Legend starts to get up and looks as if he is about to charge at Daniel Mendoza, and he does. He spins Mendoza around to face him, the music cuts out, and kicks him in the gut.
JC: Legend just dropped Mendoza with a DDT.
Johnny Legend walks over to Mendoza's legs and locks in The Legendary. Daniel Mendoza is trying to scratch and crawl but the pain becomes to much.
RW: He's gonna pass out from the pain.
All of a sudden the lights begin to dim and then go out. Two quarters drop on a table on the Tron. "Shit Hits The Fan" by Obie Trice ft. Dre and Eminem hits the PA system. Gold, silver, and green lights flash throughout the arena. A single red spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp and out from behind the curtain walks "The Icon" "The Legend" Big T.
JC: Holy Shit!!
RW: Big T is in the house!!
He begins making his way down the ramp and the fans are cheering him so loud its deafening. But the crowd's reaction phases him not. Big T walks up the stairs and enters the ring. Big T jumps up on the middle turnbuckle, yells out to the crowd, and takes in their love for him. "Shit Hits The Fan" fades off and the lights come back on as Big T steps off the rope and stares at Johnny Legend who has now released The Legendary off of Daniel Mendoza.
RW: This is gonna be interesting.
Big T and Johnny Legend start circling around the ring. They engage but Big T shows no rust when he kicks Legend in the gut and almost all in the same movement hits Change the Game on Johnny Legend dropping him on his head.
JC: Change the Game, that evenflo ddt, is vicious.
Big T walks over to Daniel Mendoza and begins to bring him to his feet. Johnny Legend stands up and as quick as a snap of the fingers he gets dropped with the Game Over.
RW: And just like that.... Game Over!
Big T then stands Daniel Mendoza up and raises his hand in the air in victory.
JC: They got history going back to NCW days.
Big T says something to Daniel Mendoza it looks like "I never forget a friend." The PPV fades to promo for next months PPV.
Match Number Three
Accountant vs.
Dark Wolf vs. Mike Zybala
( Hardcore Title Triple threat Match )
Phil Stevens: So I was browsing the SFT website the other day, and I noticed it makes no clear distinction as to who the commentators for Pay-Per-Views are.
Randy White: You mean there's more than porn online?
Phil rolls his eyes as Mike Zybala makes his way through the crowd.
RW:: You gotta give it to him- he's a man of the people!
JC: Yes, and you are a man off the peep-hole, so I guess you two have something in common.
Randy's face scowls at the attack. The Accountant walks to the ring carrying a silver briefcase and wearing spectacles. The Accountant enters the ring via the middle rope and then he sets the briefcase down under one of the corner turnbuckles, pops it open, places his glasses in it, closes it, and gives Zybala a nasty smirk from his corner.
JC: Two of three are already in the ring. With the hardcore title on the line, it looks like they can't wait to get it on!
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.
JC: And the referee calls for the bell! The Dark Wolf is out fast, spearing Zybala to the mat. It looks like the Accountant wants no part of the match at this point.
RW:: Damn paper-pusher!
TDW wears Zybala down with a flurry of punches before the latter swings wildly upward with his leg and connects with TDW's crotch.
JC: Messy, but effective.
RW:: What do you think this is? A pansy-ass match? It's a Hardcore title match!
The Accountant suddenly makes his presence felt, taking his briefcase to the head of an unsuspecting Mike Zybala. The tax man smiles in that "you're about to get audited" way that a jerk from the IRS does, and opens the briefcase to reveal a pair of free-weights.
RW:: I think Zybala is unconscious!
JC: Sounds like his Friday night.
RW:: Stop being a judgmental prick and commentate the match!
JC: Commentate the match? Do you even know proper English?
RW:: Better than Zybala will after that brick-case to the head! Get it? Brick-case?
The Dark Wolf, in the meantime, had recovered by sliding out of the ring and has since reentered with a steel chair. He makes an attempt to sneak up on the Accountant, but the tax man swivels around and tosses the brick at TDW's midsection in a last ditch effort to stop him, but TDW is so close that he actually drops the chair on The Accountant's head.
JC: What a turn of events! All three competitors are down!
Zybala is the first to stir and makes a half-ast attempt to pin the Accountant, but the tax man kicks out. Frustrated, and with vengeance for the brick-case on his mind, Zybala ducks out of the ring and begins to fumble around under the mat. In that strange way that things happen to be under the ring during any hardcore match, he soon emerges with barbwire.
RW:: Jesus Christ! The guy is wrapping it around both his fists! He's making himself bleed his own blood!
JC: Nobody ever said Zybala was normal.
Zybala slides back into the ring as both the Accountant and TDW begin to battle it out, the former wielding his briefcase and the latter using the brick that felled him. The Accountant bats away the brick as it is tossed at him but is then taken down by a shot to the head from Zybala! Blood flows freely from the Accountants tattered head as the Dark Wolf goes on the offensive. He grabs the brick and throws it at Zybala, who ducks out of the way but cannot miss a subsequent chair shot.
JC: The Dark Wolf is making Zybala hit himself!
RW:: Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself!
Zybala's face soon resembles diced liver. The Dark Wolf goes on the offensive against a revived Accountant, taking the tax man out with his own briefcase before disposing of him by tossing him out of the ring. TDW then grabs the brick, dangles it over Zybala and drops it on Mike's midsection.
JC: Ouch-ke-bibble!
The Dark Wolf takes the chair he wielded earlier, slides out of the ring, and pummels the Accountant with it before using the chair to crush the tax man's throat. The intended effect is almost instantaneous- the Accountant taps out of a hardcore match!
Winner: Dark Wolf
JC: Looks like Big T has decided to stay and take in the show.
RW: Gotta wonder what he has on his mind. He's got so much damn history with these two guys. Friendships, Partnerships, and even a Battle or two.
JC: I can't wait to see what, if anything, Big T does.
Match Number Four
Nathan Gust vs.
Kyle Murphy
( #1 to World Title )
RW: Heres a match that determines who faces the champ in two weeks.
Guilty by Gravity Kills as Nathan Gust comes to the ring to a mix of boos and cheers.
Suddenly 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.
JC: Nathan Gust has an uphill battle tonight to get that #1 spot for the World Title.
RW: I think he can do it. He can beat Kyle Murphy...COME ON GUST!
The referee calls for the bell to start the match. Gust runs at Kyle Murphy and hits a few forearm shots to his head. Gust hits a dropkick to Kyle's knee and runs to the ropes and jump to the top, going for a springboard moonsault. Kyle moves forward quickly and catches Gust in midair with Murphy's Law.
RW & JC: WTF!!!!!!!!!!
Murphy pins.
1....
2...
3....
JC: Holy crap. We need an EMT or something out here, Nathan Gust hasn't moved since getting hit with Murphy's Law.
RW: DAMN!
Winner: Kyle Murphy
Big T stands up and stares into the ring.
JC: Big T is just nodding his head in approval.
RW: Another classic battle that even had a cameo by Big T.
JC: Who nobody has seen in like two years.
RW: Only in the SFT can somebody disappear off the face of the planet and show up out the clear blue sky.
Main Event
DVD vs.
Xavier Anderson
( IC Title Match )
Dave Van Dam is already in the ring, waiting on the Champion. He throws some punches and kicks at the air in preparation as he waits.
Amanda Summers: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is for the INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in 240 pounds... DAVE... VAN... DAM!
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 Gt To Ya" hits the PA. Xavier Anderson walks out and walks under the X-shaped pyro.
Amanda Summers: And introducing his opponent, he is the current Intercontinental Champion, hailing from Sanford, North Carolina and weighing in at 245 pounds... XAVIER... ANDERSON!
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 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.
JC: Here we go!
RW: This should be a pretty good one with the title on the line!
The bell sounds and Dave Van Dam immediately jumps all over Xavier Anderson, first kicking him in the gut to double him over, then reigning forearms down across his head, neck and back.
JC: The bell rang and Van Dam went quickly on the attack!
RW: Well you had to know the challenger would come hard out of the gates in this match, he doesn't want to leave here tonight empty-handed!
The referee reprimands Van Dam, because he has dropped Anderson to all fours with the barrage and begun to stomp him while he's down. Dave raises both hands and backs away, allowing Xavier to get to his feet. Once X is up, he initiates a lock up. The two struggle in the ring, both trying to gain the upper hand but neither one having a noticeable power advantage over the other. They both try to push the other around, but neither one is able to do so due to their equal size and strength. Finally they break the tie-up, giving up on it.
JC: If that was any indication, this match is a stalemate!
Anderson now slaps Van Dam across the chest with a knife edge chop, to which Van Dam responds with a chop of his own. Anderson chops Van Dam again, and Van Dam chops Anderson again. Xavier sticks with the chops, this time connecting with a second and a third unanswered. Finally X kicks DVD in the mid-section, catches him by the head and takes him over with a snap suplex.
RW: That's more like it!
Xavier immediately pulls Dave to his feet, scoops him up on his shoulder and slams him down.
JC: Anderson with a body slam on Van Dam.
RW: Wait, where's he going?
Anderson heads over to the corner and climbs to the top, but as soon as he gets up top Van Dam pops to his feet, charges the corner and with a jump kicks Xavier in the head. Stepping up to the second rope, Dave hooks Anderson's arms and delivers a double underhook superplex.
JC: I think it may have been just a little too early for going to the top rope.
RW: Yeah, especially when you don't normally go up top.
DVD then waits for X to get up and when he does, Van Dam connects with a dropkick to knock him right back down.
JC: Some good offense by Van Dam now!
Anderson gets right back to his feet and Van Dam responds by dropping him with another dropkick. Dave pops right up and grabs Xavier by the head, pulling him to his feet as well. Van Dam whips Xavier to the ropes and tries to get him in a tilt-a-whirl, but X catches DVD with a headscissor takedown instead.
JC: Great counter by X-Fra... Xavier Anderson!
Van Dam pops up, slightly disoriented, and walks into a BK Bomb from Anderson. X goes for a cover, but DVD kicks out immediately at one. Acting quickly, X pulls DVD up and brings him over to the corner. There he lifts Dave up with a front facelock and sits him on the top rope. X then climbs to the top rope with him, leaps onto Dave's shoulder and takes him off the top with a frankensteiner, sending DVD crashing hard to the mat.
RW: Whoa!
JC: Great frankensteiner off the top by Anderson!
RW: Ya' got that right!
Van Dam sits up on the mat off the impact, and Anderson goes right back on the attack. Xavier charges the seated Dave and, flipping, executes a rolling neckbreaker. DVD snaps back, holding his neck, as X rolls to his feet. DVD is slow to get up, eventually using the ropes to do so. Once he's up, X charges only to run right into a back elbow to the face.
JC: Whoops! Xavier mistakenly thought he was in total control of this match!
RW: That taste of elbow surely changed his mind in a hurry!
Van Dam goes to kick Anderson in the gut with his left foot, but Xavier catches Dave's leg. Hopping up and down on one leg a moment, DVD leaps and connects with an enziguiri across the back of X's skull. DVD is a little slow to get to his feet, but pulls X to his feet and hooks him up for a vertical suplex. He hits one and holds on, rolling back to his feet to deliver a second and then again for a third before letting go.
JC: Triple verticals from Van Dam, not something we see every day in SFT!
Dave then runs to the ropes and delivers a rolling thunder across the chest of Xavier. Van Dam covers, but this time it's Anderson's turn to kick out at one.
RW: Is this match ever going to end?!
Van Dam now brings Anderson to his feet and scoops him up. Carrying him to the corner, Dave hangs Xavier in the tree of woe. Backing away to the opposite corner, DVD then runs forward, leaps in the air and delivers a hesitation dropkick to the defenseless X. X comes free from the tree of woe and falls to the mat. DVD quickly drags him to the middle of the ring and goes for a cover.
JC: 1...
RW: 2...
JC: NO!
Anderson gets the shoulder up, and Van Dam complains to the referee, clapping his hands three times indicating that he thinks he should have had a three. This allows Xavier to roll away and get to his feet. Acting quickly X charges DVD, who is still on his knees in frustration. At a run, X hits DVD in the face with a kick resembling a Big Boot.
RW: Ego and over-confidence just cost Van Dam right there!
X goes to pull DVD to his feet, but Van Dam gives him a thumb to the eye.
JC: Oh! How underhanded!
RW: Once a Renegade, always a Renegade! That's what the man said!
Van Dam goes for a standing spin kick, but Anderson ducks underneath. When DVD turns around, X hoists him up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry.
JC: Xibit!
X hits the Xibit and goes for the cover.
RW: 1!... 2!...
Before the referee can count the three, Anderson jumps to his feet!
JC: What's he doing?! He had it won!
RW: Wait, I see! Look who's coming down the ramp!
JC: What? Wait! That's Nathan Gust!
RW: Oh sure, he couldn't be bothered to cut a promo for his own match, but he can show up to help Van Dam?!
Van Dam rolls out of the ring. Anderson runs to the ropes opposite the ramp and performs a perfectly-timed suicide dive, slamming into Gust just as he gets to ringside!
JC: That takes care of Gust!
Angered, Anderson pulls Gust to his feet on the outside and tosses him into the ring. Xavier slides in himself. Now inside the ring, X pulls Gust up and gets him up on his shoulders.
RW: Another fireman's carry?!
JC: It's the FEAR FRACTION! X connects with the Fear Fraction on Gust! Thanks for coming!
RW: Rough night for Gust!
JC: That's what he gets!
X drags Gust up again and throws him back out of the ring over the top rope. As X is yelling at Gust, DVD slides in the ring behind him. Van Dam steps up behind Anderson, kicks him in the midsection to double him over and out of nowhere takes him down with an evenflow piledriver.
JC: OH MY GOD NO! SOUTHERN DISCOMFORT! Van Dam just hit Anderson with Gust's Southern Discomfort!
RW: Ha. I guess you could say Xavier's "hungover" after that move!
JC: Van Dam into the cover! I'll be damned! Those Renegades are going to steal one!
1...
2...
3!
Anderson gets the shoulder up just a fraction late, and the bell sounds.
Winner: DVD
RW: That's it! Van Dam wins! We've got a new Intercontinental Champion!
JC: Credit a huge assist to Nathan Gust, though! This match turned in a hurry once he came out here!
RW: Unfortunately, though, for Anderson he was never struck by Gust, so there wasn't a disqualification. And thus Dave Van Dam has won this match and is the new Intercontinental Champion!
JC: Well much like he was against Lucretia Black and The Dark Wolf last week, Dave Van Dam was an "Eternal" opportunist again this week, by God. And this time, as you said, it won him the Intercontinental Championship!
The referee hands the Intercontinental Championship to Dave Van Dam and Van Dam celebrates in the ring for awhile before going out to the aid of Gust.
Match Number Six
Lucretia Blackvs.
Sara Pettis
( Standard Match )
JC: Up next is our World Championship match!
RW: Nothing quite like some girl on girl!
JC: Both ladies are invested in this match. Ms. Pettis is intent on keeping her title only a week after having won it and Ms. Black has been vying for that title for quite some time now. It could be argued that no one deserves it more than she
The lights darken out and a green glow appears throughout the arena. When slowly you hear a music beat then it kicks into King Kill 33 by Marilyn Manson. From Backstage Lucretia Black Emerges. She overlooks the arena to a mixture of boos and cheers.. The Reaction would catch any normal person off guard. She enters the ring and goes to the corner turnbuckle and pulls on it as she turns the ref starts to check her.
"Don't Stop Believing" by Journey hits the p.a. And as the arena lights go down to black. Yet again The stage lights flash between pink and blue, as Sara steps out from the back. A spotlight hits her as she stands at the top of the ramp, before "blowing a kiss" into the sky. She starts to walk down the ramp, with the spotlight following her, slapping hands with fans on both sides. When she gets to the bottom the arena lights come back up, as she climbs the stairs and enters the ring. And Lucretia charges her and nails her with a shoulder to the stomach then pulls her into the ring. Caught off guard the ref calls for the bell. Lucretia rips the belt off Pettis and tosses it outside the ring. She picks Pettis up by the hair and Pettis knocks her hands aside and kicks her to the gut then chops her across the chest and grabs her and whips her towards the ropes.
RW: Wow what a start tot his world title match
Lucretia reverses and Pettis ducks a short arm clothsline grabbing her wrist and turning it into a wrest lock… then she pulls the arm back into a hammerlock postion. Lucretia.
JC: Lucretia looking for a way out. This started out a beating and turned into a technical match up.
RW: Well these two have such a variety of moves and styles and such a rich diverse background in this industry that I think they have any move to their disposal tonight.
JC: Lucretia looking to keep this match slow and on the ground in order to wear her opponent out and perhaps get her to tap. While Pettis needs to keep this a fast paced match in order to hold the upper hand.
RW: Guaranteed Shadow is watching this match up there in his skybox.
JC: yes you can see him there. Lucretia with a drop Toe hold now. And grabs a headlock on Pettis.
RW: This is not where Pettis watns to be. On the ground in a submission hold of any sorts.
JC: Notice how Lucretia still has her legs wrapped on the leg she got the drop toe hold with while holding the headlock.
RW: Now that’s a submission.
Pettis manages to get her leg free and positions herself and tucks her head under and pivots putting the front of Lucretias shoulder to the mat. Pettis now somewhat behind lacertian and pulls her head out and now has Lucretia back in the hammerlock.
RW: that was amazing, I don’t think Lucretia even saw that coming.
Lucretia to her feet now about to go for that drop toe hold again but Pettis lets go and grabs a headlock. Lucretia backs her into the ropes and pushes her off and Pettis with a shoulder tackle and Lucretia goes down. Petyis off the ropes and Lucretia slides across the mat with Pettis going over Lucretia to her feet and ducks as Pettis leapfrogs over Lucretia turns around and Ducks a clothsline. Pettis back now and Lucretia with a hip toss. Pettis Blocks it and to the other side goes for a hip toss of her own. Lucretia stops her. Pettis with a knee to the gut does a flip over behind for momentum and finally a hip toss to Lucertia. Lucretia rolls out of the ring to regain her composure. Pettis off the ropes gains some speed and leaps with a suicide senton and Lucretia barely dives out of the way as Pettis goes head first into the steel guard rail.
RW: And that is the match folks
JC: That is the risk in high risk that is involved and Pettis may be done now.
RW: Lucretia has to get her back into that ring to win the title though.
Lucretia grabs Pettis and slams her head into the steel steps then drags her by the hair dragging her knees across the floor to the outside as the ref is on the 5 count. Lucretia rolls into the ring then back out again to break the count. Lucretia pulls the protective floor covering off the ground to the side.
JC: that legal.
RW: Well, its not really a weapon.
Lucretia walks over and grabs Pettis and picks her up into a stallign suplex.
RW: no…
JC: Umm this the Black Independence?
RW: god I hope not.
Pettis pivots and lands on her feet behind Black then dropkicks her to the back lacertian goes belly first into the ring apron. Pettis to her feet rolls Black into the ring.
Lucretia on her hands and knees as Sara springboards into a leg drop to lacertian and covers for the pin.. One…. Two…. Thr kickout. Pettis slowly to her feet grabs Lucretia and picks her up for a scoop slam that will place well for a high flying move.. But Lucretia reverses it into a Diamond Cutter. Both are down… the ref begins to count.. One….. Two…… Three….. Four…. Lucretia drops an arm over Pettis.. The ref counts.. One….. Two…. Th the ref then sees Pettis’ leg on the bottom rope.
Lucretia to her knees takes in a deep breath and slowly gets to her feet uses the rope for momentum and then drives a knee into the throat of Pettis. Pettis starts to kick like an animal from the impact.
The ref pulls Lucretia aside to yell at her for illegal contact to the throat. Lucretia argues that it was meant for the head. The ref yells at her and warns her not to do it again. Lucretia goes down and starts to blatantly choke Pettis. The ref begins to hell at her. Then begins to count one… two… three… four… fiv Lucretia stops and looks at the ref as she stands on her knees and argues with the ref as she does she takes a few steps forward and while arguing with the ref strangles Pettis with her shin bone.
RW: Oh come on ref she is going to kill Pettis cant you see that?
JC: What, I cant see what is going on.
The ref finally notices it and starts the five count again but Lucretia stops right away and goes for a cover.. One…. Two….. Thr shoulder up. Lucretia picks Pettis up and irish-whip into the corner turnbuckle but Pettis instinctively reverses it backwards and lacertian goes head first into the ref who falls down and out of the ring through the ropes Pettis stumbles backwards and falls to the mat. Lucretia gets up first and sees the ref down and grins. Sara leans forward and is in upright sitting position as Lucretia with a side soccor kick to the chest knocks Pettis back to her back. Lucretia then picks drops a fist to the face of Sara. Lucretia then picks Sara up and tosses her out the far side of the ring. Lucretia follows and grabs a steel folding chair while she is at it. Black walks over to Pettis and watches as Sara slowly gets to her knees. Lucretia then swings at Sara who punches her in the gut. The chair gets tossed and Sara punches her to the gut again. And again and again.. Then slowly working her way to her feet as the crowd starts to get behind her she is whailing away on Lucretia then with a standing dropkick lacertian falls back. Pettis to the ring gets in and climbs the top turnbuckle.. Lucretia slowly getting to her feet and Pettis with a Swantan Bomb nails a now Standing Lucretia and both crash to the ground.
RW: Amazing she had the wherewithal to pull that off.
JC: Amazing she didn’t kill them both.
Pettis to her feet grabs Lucertia and rolls her into the ring and grabs the ref to wake him up. Pettis rolls into the ring slowly still worn out and takes breath grabbing Lucretia and Plants her with a Michinoku Driver. Pettis then gets to her feet and heads for the turnbuckle again.
RW: NO! go for the cover.
JC: it’s a woman thing. I will never figure it out.
She climbs slowly still and finally gets up there she holds her balance when Lucretia to her feet stumbles toward Pettis knocking her footing loose. Lucretia climbs the turnbuckle and grabs Pettis for a German Suplex.. Pettis with an elbow and another one and Lucretia drops off the turnbuckle to her feet. Gains her balance and Pettis jumps pivoting and Nails Lucretia with a jumping tornado DDT. Lucretia has been drilled to the mat.
RW: Wow out of nowhere.
JC: Pfft whatever.
Pettis covers.. One……… two……. And three.. No shoulder up. The arena is on its feet the ref looks to the timekeepr and holds up his hand “TWO”
RW: That’s gotta be bogus soo close.
JC: Its right there two shoudler up at the last minute.
Pettis grabs Lucretia and nails her with a Northern Lights Suplex and bridges for the pin… one….. Two….. Three. Pettis lets go and raises her hands in the air. But as she does the ref knocks her hands down. And Says “NO” Then the ref Raises Lucretias hand in the air. He points at Pettis and counts one two three, then points to lacertian and gives the “shoulders up” motion.
RW: apparently Sara was too worn out to hold the bridge that well and pined herself while Lucretia got the shoulder up.
JC: what? How does that work.
They show the replay and close up shows Pettis shoulders down and Lucretia and the last half second gets one shoulder up off the mat. Pettis rolls to the outside in disbelief with tears welled up.
Winner: Lucretia Black
Ending
When the ref hands Lucretia the belt. Jeff King runs into the ring to help celebrate the win as she holds the belt up and points to the skybox where shadow sits. You see his shadow in the window watching down.
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