AXW: Open Fight Night! 13/05/2019 LIVE!
May 1, 2019 4:18:14 GMT -5
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Post by Bobby Barratt on May 1, 2019 4:18:14 GMT -5
ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS:
..::OPEN FIGHT NIGHT IV::..
.::Live from The Coventry SkyDome, Coventry, England::.
.::13th May 2019::.
.::0:00 AM - Live on the XHF Network::.
The lights in the arena come up and Throne by Bring me the Horizon plays as the fans go mad. Lights swirl around the arena, picking up signs and whatever other items the fans have brought with them.
Derrick Donovan: Welcome folks to Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling: Open Fight Night!
BB Gunn: Welcome indeed, Dono! We took off the restrictions, we let these guys sign up for their own fights and here we are tonight!
Derrick Donovan: You know, the roster of AXW get some criticism, but when we let them decide who their next opponent is, they always come up good!
BB Gunn: And as a result, tonight you're going to get some of the best fights you could buy a ticket to see!
The arena falls silent for a few moments and the crowd wonder what's going on. After a few moments the crowd roars up as the lights of the building fade to pitch black and a large screen comes to life.
The scene is a dark one, after a few seconds of your eyes adjusting you can tell it is of a dark highway with a long stretch of woods down the visible side. Along the edge of it you can see the darkened figure of a man walking, the moonlight reflecting off his leather jacket and his long blondish hair seems highlighted by the same light. His left arm is bent up beside his head as he grips tight on a large duffel bag as he continues to walk towards the camera. He posture doesn't change, his face still seems posed towards the road ahead of him...not the camera.
"When I was a little boy, my momma used to hold me by the chin and peer in my little blue eyes and say...Son, you are destined for great things." he begins, his voice on the deeper side with a little rasp to it.
"But you know... I am sure that is a lie many mothers tell their children when they're young. Not to break their spirits before they have a chance to stretch their metaphoric wings out. But my momma... she wasn't a liar. My momma was a Seer...and Prophet." he continues, you can see his head sway very slightly as the words leave his lips.
"She would say...my son. You're path is a lonely one. A sad one... A hard one. Your path will lead you past many faces. Many faces that will look at you with discontent, hatred and many many hands that poise to assault you. But my son, you must stay on this path." He paused again, his paces still the same as he walks forward.
"And this is when I would interrupt her, this is when my young naive soft heart would ask. Momma...when they hate me. When they hurt me.... Will you still love me? Should would always place her hand on my cheek and shake her head, and she would always answer the same... My son, do not fight for my love. Do not hesitate a step for my love... and never turn and look back for my love. I am an old crone... a witch who hermits deep in the woods. My love means nothing, I am only here to bear you from my body and point you to path..." he continued.
"The first few times of hearing this, I shed tears. Many tears. But with ever lash from that belt...that extension cord...that thorned switch or that paddle, she molded me. She took that weak human heart and strengthened it. She gave no reprieve until I finally grew into a stern face at the presence of pain. She never lessened the blow until my whimpers turned into the creak of gritted teeth. My mother...she bore me...broke me...rebuilt me...and put me on my destined path." he adjusted his hand holding the duffel bag slightly.
"Son, she would say, your path is the path of the buzzard. To eat the dead so that new beautiful life will grow. Your path is the path of the maggot, clean the bones of the dead so that they may decorate the world in honor of their sacrifice. Your reason to be born into this world is to cleanse it of it's filth so that new, pure life can grow. It is not glorious... it is not pretty... it is not appreciated... but it is needed. Now go son, and don't you dare weep for me when you smell the smoke of my shack. My time here is done. Now go forth and clean this worlds bones so that I may be honored for my sacrifice." He said, this time coming to a stop before looking up to the stars above him. He looks across the stars for a second before returning his gaze back towards the road ahead.
"So now here I am. The Vagabond... the bastard of no man... a man from nowhere, coming to you... AXW. I come to you as the physical manifestation of consequence...the agent of karma. To cleanse you. To eat away the dead flesh so that purity may grow back and to clean the bones of the unforgivable so their bones my pave the road before me. I have read the stars and walked the path they set before me. I have laid my cards and signed my decree for each of you. Prepare yourselves...The Carrion King marches for your gates. Because when you hear the call of the Carrion, you know I have arrived." he finishes, a slight chuckle cracking out through the night as he starts walking forward again. The screen fades to black to leave a loud excited buzz through the arena.
The crowd starts looking around, discussing among themselves the meaning of the video they just saw. Though as they do, the lights of the arena flash rapidly as the sound of a large murder of Crows fill the room. A few seconds it all haults and in the middle of the ring is a very dim spotlight. Standing in the middle of said spot light is the silhouette of a man. Though just as quickly as you see it the lights flicker then stop with the arena filling with it's normal light to reveal, no one standing in the middle of the ring...
We fade to a Golden Corral, somewhere in the middle of the USA, where a large fellow is shoving food down his gullet. From the side of the screen walks in Liam Bradly, strolling in wearing jeans and a tank top. He picks up a chair, yanking it from some guy and shouting out;
Liam Bradley: HEY FATASS!
The fat man turns around, strings of cheese dripping out of his mouth. This man is not Dreadvan, and Liam stares confused, before turning into a big fist from Dread! The Van barrels over him, laughing as he does it. He takes a plate and lifts it up, hurling it like a frisbee at Liam who narrowly dodges it. Liam takes his chair and charges at Dreadvan, jabbing the legs into Van before cracking it over his back!
Liam begins to lay Dread across the counter, hopping up and dropping a leg over the prone body. He takes a few slices of pizza, slapping them across the face of big Van before Dread hurls a tin of cotton candy at him! In the momentary distraction, Liam is lifted up and dropped head-first into a vat of oil!.. which thankfully for him, hasn't been heated up.
After his oil bath, Liam pushes the oil out of his eyes before getting smacked with a pizza pan! Dreadvan laughs, shoving chicken down his gullet and proclaiming about how Taco Bell is much better than this joint. Liam responds with a fist full of gravy, and a creme pie to the face of Dreadvan! One by one, the beast falls, but food is his energy source so with ease, he's right back up. Dreadvan isn't up for long though, as Liam throws a lobster at Dread.
The lobster clamps on, and Dread screams in horror! His perfect nose, squished away! Liam frantically looks around, looking for new weapons to use. He throws a few ice cream cones at Dread, and shoves a burger down his shirt before planting him with a neckbreaker! It's as Liam's sitting back up that he witnesses the holy grail of the Golden Corral line-up; the chocolate fountain.
Liam drags Dreadvan to the fountain, determined to embarrass the demon, and shoves his face right into the chocolate fountain, turning it into a Willy Wonka dream! Dreadvan laps up some chocolate, and picks up Liam, bodyslamming him into the buffet table! Everything collapses; the table, the food, even a wall. People run out screaming in terror, and Dreadvan lets out a mighty roar before storming of from the scene.
Derrick Donovan: What on earth did we just witness?
BB Gunn: We just witnessed Dreadvan costing us tons of money.
Dread hasn't a moment to breath before Darlene comes flying through the door, kicking it down and running at Dreadvan, hitting him with a bat! Dread crumples, a small bit of green blood oozing from his temple as Dar puts her foot on his throat, choking him out.
Darlene: You can't run from me forever, Vanny! I'll see you in two weeks for that title, bitch!
Dar walks off, lighting a match and dropping it to the ground. The cam quickly shifts back to the commentary booth, where BB and Dono look on in awe.
BB Gunn: So... Who won that match?
Derrick Donovan: I've no clue, let's just cut to commercial. M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T has to calculate how much royalties and sponserships we've lost in that match.
We go backstage and former X-Crown Champion Bobby Barratt is standing alongside a member of the AXW backstage team. Bobby doesn't look happy as you can imagine. He holds his End of Days briefcase in one hand and his other, the one that is used to cradling one of the titles he carried around to represent the X-Crown, hangs limply at his side.
Interviewer: So Bobby, the XHF Rumble saw you narrowly lose your X-Crown Championship to Seth Dillinger. Complete with the ICW Championship that you won from your close friend Jack Diamond. Any plans to chase it?
Bobby: I believe that opportunities for the X-Crown are earned. Only the best of the best get the chance to compete for that title and only the best of those bunch get far if they put themselves out there. As I've said before, I'm here in AXW on M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T's pay check for one reason, which is to solve the Anthony Caffrey problem. As for the X-
Caffrey: Solve this, bitch!
Bobby turns around but is immediately drilled in the side of the head by AXW Undisputed Champion, Anthony Caffrey! Bobby crumples to the ground clutching at his head as Caffrey lays waste to him with kicks.
BB Gunn: What the hell?! Get someone out there!
Derrick Donovan: Caffrey, you need to stop that, right now!
Caffrey continues to lay a beating down on Bobby. Bobby tries to fight back by grabbing the leg of Caffrey, but it infuriates Caffrey, who stomps on Bobby's head with his other leg as they both tumble to the floor. Bobby is out cold and blood seeps from inside his mouth as Anthony Caffrey gets to his feet. He picks his glasses up off the ground and puts them back on, readjusting himself.
Caffrey: You're not having a great time lately, are ya champ? Oh I forget. We don't call you that anymore, do we?
Caffrey bends down to pick up his Undisputed Championship and also picks up Bobby's End of Days briefcase! He looks at it, smiling.
Caffrey: Can't cash this bad boy in if you're not holding onto it, right?
Caffrey laughs to himself as he walks off shot and the camera moves to Bobby, who is still lying motionless on the ground.
We cut to M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T Enforcer, Rob Arnold’s office. Arnold is sat on a plush leather sofa, dressed in full three piece suit. He is checking something on his phone when the door opens, causing him to look up, and with a smirk he stands up. King Edmund has entered with Mutt in tow, Rob stands to face Edmund, though passes a very quick glance at Mutt coupled with a look of moderate disgust.
Rob Arnold: Kind Edmund, the King of Supremia, thanks for coming to see me. You didn’t have to bring your...thing, but nonetheless, I appreciate you making the time.
Kind Edmund: He’s not a thing! He’s…
Rob Arnold: Yeah I really don’t care that much.
Suddenly Mutt starts shrieking, and both Rob and Edmund look at him.
Rob Arnold: Edmund, your thing, what the hell is wrong with it?
Edmund looks around and the camera focuses on Mutt pointing to something, which also causes Edmund to gasp in shock.
Edmund: What on earth is that?
The camera pans around to reveal a large canvas print on the wall:
Rob Arnold: Oh him? That’s my good friend, Goldbear II, I took a candid photo of him when we were touring Europe with the GUNS. He’s such a charming bear. Fun fact! That was originally a lot bigger, but I couldn’t find somebody to commission the whole thing considering he was about to lick his...you know…
King Edmund: That’s horrifying!
Rob Arnold: It’s natural. That though, that is horrifying right there.
Arnold gestures at Mutt.
Rob Arnold: Anyway, the reason I wanted you to come and see me was that M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T noted that you wanted a match tonight, and nobody took you up on that offer, but I have good news. As you know, one of my remits is to bring in more talent to AXW, and our newest talent, Xander Carrion is here tonight and also looking for a fight.
Edmund snorts.
King Edmund: Do you not think this is a little last minute? I’m not a performing monkey that you can just command to fight!
Rob Arnold: Oh now that’s where you’re wrong, I can do almost anything I like and you’ll accept it because otherwise I’ll find somebody else who will. Just ask James Raymond what happens when you fall out of my favour.
Rob smirks.
Rob Arnold: That said, let it be known that Rob Arnold is a fair man and will listen to feedback of the superstars we have here. So, you will face Carrion in two weeks’ time instead. Now get the hell out of my office, your gimp thing is giving me the fucking creeps.
Edmund sneers at Arnold and makes a hasty exit. Rob walks over to a table and pours himself a small glass of whiskey, before approaching the canvas of Goldbear II.
Rob Arnold: Horrifying? You’re the most charming bear I ever met!
Arnold tips his glass and sips, as we fade out.
The following is a LIGHTS OUT DEATHMATCH!!
The crowd scream and cheer in anticipation as "Sorry You're Not a Winner" starts to play, signalling our first entrant.
From Manchester... Weighing in at 81.6 Kilograms..."The Wizard" Caden Yung!!
Red, yellow, and blue lights dance across the stadium and meet towards the top of the stadium roof around the same time Enter Shikari's electronic prelude begins to blast from the different speakers. The primary colors break, then are replaced with darkness around the same time smoke from the smoke machine begin to crowd the entrance. Like a beacon of hope white light begins to shine from the entrance, the Yung Master's body slices through the smoke like a reaper's blade through a field of grass, launching himself off of a rising platform, spinning to face the crowd, just in time to land in a three-point stance. After landing, he synchs up with his song of choice with a mighty clap-clap-clap, before blasting white light covers him from behind, letting his silhoette project across the arena. After high-fiving with a few fans, he bolts down the ramp, dives into the ring with a slide, then masterfully flips himself to his feet. Both hands raise to the heavens, and he's ready for a battle!
Derrick Donovan: Love him or hate him, Caden Yung certainly knows how to make an entrance!
BB Gunn: Let's hope that entrance is as solid as his showing this time, eh?
And his opponent, also from Manchester... Weighing in at 217 pounds... Making his debut for AXW, "The Beautiful Disaster" Kyle Anderson!!
Break Stuff plays as Kyle Anderson enters the building, stretching his arms out before beating his chest and making his way to the ring. As he enters the ringside area, he climbs up the turnbuckle and stretches his arms out, hoping into the ring and squaring right up to Yung. The Referee takes a second to explain the rules of this match before backing them into their corners and calling for the bell.
[...DING!! DING!!...]
Yung and Anderson circle the ring. Both men looking to start this one clean it seems. They each put out feelers to try to latch onto a limb and grab the early advantage, but both men are too alert and thwart each respective attempt.
Derrick Donovan: There's been a decent amount of heat surrounding this match. Both men have taken jabs at each others' lifestyles and this almost seems like it's about a battle of the upbringings as much as the fight itself.
BB Gunn: Too right, both of these guys are Manchester boys. Manchester life is about being the tough guy, the top Dog. Let's see who has this!
Both men lock up in the centre of the ring and it's Yung who comes out with the early advantage! He wrenches the arm of Anderson into a wristlock. Anderson rolls out of it without too much trouble. Both men trade holds until Anderson comes out on top with a headlock applied to Yung. Yung throws him into the opposite ropes, only to eat a running shoulder tackle as Anderson comes back, hitting him with his entire body weight and using the weight advantage to put Yung on his back. Anderson hits the ropes again, seemingly going for another tackle only for Yung to leapfrog him and hit him with an Arm drag of his own. Anderson is back up and gives Yung an Arm drag in return, both men to their feet and they each attempt a dropkick and it seems their feet actually hit each other before both men spring to their feet and stop for a second.
Derrick Donovan: These two aren't here to mess around!
BB Gunn: Would you be? In one corner we have a debutant here in AXW, looking to make his mark. In the other corner he have Caden Yung, who is looking to prove he's no joke after a weak showing in his debut! I expect these guys to leave it all out there tonight!
Yung and Anderson offer up a mutual nod of approval as they pace the ring. Yung charges in and hits Anderson with a running clothesline and before Anderson knows it, Yung has mounted him, delivering lefts and rights. Anderson tries as he may to cover up, but the onslaught is relentless. Yung just keeps throwing, hitting Anderson in the head, the arms and the torso. Finally, Yung relents and walks away. The Referee checks on Kyle Anderson, who signals that he's still good to continue the match and immediately Yung is back on Anderson, the boots start landing on Anderson's midsection as Yung chooses to give his arms a rest. Again, Anderson tries to cover up and finally manages to grab the leg of Yung, pulling him off his feet. Anderson mounts Yung and starts delivering shots of his own!
BB Gunn: Anderson is back on top but you can already see the swelling in his face. He took a hell of a beating there and his right eye looks as if it's starting to close up!
Anderson steps away from Yung and the Referee starts to check on Yung, who swiftly shoves the Referee aside and charges back at Anderson, who side steps and tosses Yung over the top rope and to the outside! Anderson hesitates, before running against the opposite ropes and coming back just in time for Yung to get to his feet and see the body of Anderson come crashing down on him with a beautifully executed somersault plancha!
[...HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!...]
Derrick Donovan: The crowd are eating up the high flying offence of Kyle Anderson, as it seems that he's feeding off their energy!
BB Gunn: Dono, it looks as if Yung went right at Anderson to try and take away this part of his game, but so far that plan hasn't turned out so well.
Anderson high fives a few of the fans at ringside until one of them grabs hold of his hand. Startled, he turns around and is ready to fight the fan, but is surprised to be offered a crutch! Anderson senses what's going on and takes the crutch from the fan and wallops Yung across the back with it!
BB Gunn: Holy shit! We're not even five minutes into this match and the fans are bringing the weapons!
Derrick Donovan: It goes to show, you never know what to expect with an AXW show!
Again, Anderson drops the crutch down on Yung, who is doing his best to crawl away from Anderson. Anderson follows him and goes to hit him again, but YUNG LOW BLOWS ANDERSON! Anderson crumples to the deck as Yung has just brought himself a few seconds to get his head back in the game! The Referee admonishes Yung, who just smiles in his face.
BB Gunn: No D-Q's here! As dirty as this tactic was, it's all legal until the other guy can't get up!
Derrick Donovan: I don't know about you, but I've been on the receiving end of that a few times and not been able to get up!
Yung lifts the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair! He uses the apron of the ring to get back to his feet and compose himself before standing over Anderson and drilling the end of the chair into his midsection. Anderson lets out a scream of pain as Yung laughs to himself, yelling out a few choice words about Anderson being a "commoner" before hitting him again. Again, Yung steps away from Anderson and the Referee is in to check on him. Anderson is slower this time and the reply isn't so defiant after the last assault, but still he says he is good to carry on! Yung tells the Referee to ask him again... Again Anderson comes back with a no. Yung heads over nonchalantly, still wielding the chair, but Anderson drags him down, his face connects with the guardrail and immediately, Yung's eyes glaze over. Both men are down! The Referee stays put. This match needs a winner and someone needs to take home the bragging rights! Eventually, Yung starts to crawl away. He gets half way up the ramp before Anderson composes himself to realise that his opponent seems to be high tailing it to the back. He gets to his feet, using the rail before starting to stumble along the ramp. As he gets to Yung, he grabs hold of the back of his tights, only for Yung to turn around and blow what looks like sand into the face of Anderson!!
Derrick Donovan: Where the hell did that come from?!
BB Gunn: I have no idea! No one handed that to him, but we can't put it past Yung to have snuck that into his gear before the match!
Anderson reels from the sand, trying to use the rail to hold himself steady while his eyesight comes back, but Yung hops onto the rail, runs across the top and drops the leg on Anderson, who takes the rail across his chest, as well as Yung's entire bodyweight onto the top of his neck! He crumples onto the rail and Yung again instructs the Referee to make a count, but the Referee explains that since Anderson is still technically standing, he can't count him as out! Yung is incensed! He yells at the Referee for a few seconds until he gets his with a Bulldog from Anderson! Anderson steps away and the Referee is in to check on the prone Yung, who yells that he's still in this match and not to ring the bell! Anderson grabs Yung by the head and drags him along the aisle to the stage where fighters make their entrances. He throws Yung to the ground, who rolls from the momentum and gets back to his knees, only to be met with a knee to the face from Anderson! Yung is busted open!
BB Gunn: NO!! NOT THE FACE!!
Derrick Donovan: Will you grow up?
Yung's head bounces off the stage as Anderson again steps away. The Referee checks on Yung again and it takes a few seconds, but again, Yung answers with a NO. You can sense the frustration building from both men as Yung drags himself to all fours...
BB Gunn: WAIT!
All of a sudden, Anderson jumps and twists in the air and drills Yung across the air with a kick to the back of the head!
[...MOMENT OF THE NIGHT!!...]
Yung is down. The Referee is in and checking on Yung. Anderson is celebrating like this one's over and he might have a case, BUT WAIT! YUNG IS GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET!!
BB Gunn: Holy shit!
The crowd cheer as a sign of respect for Yung, who has taken a beating this last few minutes and still managed to get back to his feet! Yung wipes the blood from his eyes as Anderson looks on, a mix of frustration and surprise etched on his face. Yung beckons Anderson to come on and give him his best shot. Anderson obliges and charges in only to be met with a bicycle knee strike from Yung to the nose!
[...FU TANKO!!...]
Anderson is dazed as Yung smiles a sinister smile standing across him. Yung again wipes the blood from his face and flicks it across Anderson!
Derrick Donovan: Come on! That's just vile!
The Referee comes to check on Anderson, but he swats the hand of the Referee away immediately! Kyle sits up!! He looks FURIOUS!
BB Gunn: Uh-oh. Looks like Yung just awoke the fighting spirit in Anderson!
Yung looks shocked to the core and tries to high tail it! Anderson is hot on his tail and Yung starts scaling the stage structure to get away! Anderson isn't far behind him as he wastes no time in trying to get his hands on the man who is giving him every much in terms of brutality as he's got! Yung stops at the top of the structure and looks down, only to see a determined, blood spattered Kyle Anderson bearing down on him! Yung shuffles off the ladder of the structure and seats himself on the top and catches Kyle as he manages to get level with him. A right to the face and Anderson is swaying a little. Kyle comes back with one of his own. Yung sways a little, using his right hand to hold himself steady. Yung headbutts Anderson and both men look a little unsteady on there!
Derrick Donovan: This is true grit showing now! Which man can hold on the longest!
BB Gunn: Two absolute warriors going at it! These AXW fans got a treat with this card tonight!
Yung is the first to regain his composure and looks down. It's a fifteen foot drop to the floor below! He swings at Anderson, but Anderson blocks it and answers with a few shots of his own! Yung is looking seriously in danger of taking a fall here! Anderson grabs hold of Yung and hoists his legs over his shoulders.
Derrick Donovan: He's not going to...
BB Gunn: He's going to powerbomb him off the structure!
Anderson sets his weight and lifts Yung up, who at the last second rakes the eyes of Anderson and SENDS HIM OFF THE STRUCTURE WITH A HURRICANRANA!! Yung held onto the structure with a free hand and Anderson hit the production desks!! Sparks still fly everywhere as the Referee makes the decision formal and we have a winner!!
Here is your winner.... Caden Yung!
"Sorry You're Not a Winner" echoes throughout the arena again as Yung makes his way down the structure. The Referee approaches him and raises his hand and-
BB Gunn: Hold on!
All of a sudden, Xander Carrion emerges from the back and lays out Yung with a Mafia Kick!! The Referee tries to get in Carrion's face, but he gets brushed aside!
Derrick Donovan: What's the meaning of this?!
BB Gunn: Simple! Xander Carrion wants to send a message!
Carrion grabs hold of Caden Yung and basks in the boos and jeers from the crowd. Two warriors just laid it all on the line and he came in and picked at the bones! Carrion smiles as he has Caden Yung by the hair and tosses him off the other side of the stage! Medics don't know which way to turn!
The crowd have become unhinged at what they've seen! Fans are standing on their feet, mostly clapping.
Derrick Donovan: Well Battle of The Best has just picked up!
BB Gunn: But what business does he have to come back so soon?
Funeral for A Son starts as normal, when all of a sudden record scratch is heard throughout the arena.
Suddenly, an attractive young woman comes out on stage with a microphone
Female: "Ladies and Gentlemen, Please welcome…The Muscle-Bound Freak of Nature, The Scotland Slayer, The Bagpipe Playing Son-of-a-Bitch, The Glasgow Bull. Weeellllliiiinngggtooooonnn Duuuuuuuuunnnnneeeee!!!!"
The lights dim to black and Done is Done starts to play.
As the opening guitar rifts plays 2 spotlights scan the audience, but ignore the main stage.
The violin kicks in, and the audience sings along with violin.
Suddenly the lights go out, leaving the arena in pitch black darkness.
You don't know what you're looking for
Lights suddenly hit Dunne who is standing on stage with is arms spread out.
Song continues ask he makes his down the ramp.
Then it's certainly time to make it so, yeah ...
At these words, Dunne performs a Cut Throat gesture, and the lights go out again.
What's done is done
The lights suddenly flash back on, this time Dunne is ring.
BB Gunn: Dunne is looking to retaliate against his former stablemate of The AVA
Derrick Donovan: But at the cost of his career?
The arena's lights go off and the fans immediately begins to boo at the top of their lungs as the violins of the orchestra swell to cover the ever-familiar Fall Out Boy song. The man behind the music rises out of an opening in the floor, facing the entranceway rather than the ring. The technician's black and red tights read "Bow to the Emperor" on the back.
When the music hits the My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark/Light 'Em Up Beat, he holds his championship up over his head, so the world can get a view of the nameplate: Anthony Caffrey. The AXW Undisputed Champion has arrived. His entrance is also heralded by a stream of pyro shooting off behind him.
Caffrey turns to face his detractors and has his trademark sinister smile running across his face. The champion throws his championship over his shoulder and walks down to the ring, ignoring the fans screaming and jeering. He does not break eye contact with tonight's opponent as he walks with a laser focus, at least until he makes it to the ring steps. He reaches down and taps his ankle before pointing at his opponent. He then makes a simple motion to mime breaking it in half as if his opponent's ankle was a simple wishbone.
Derrick Donovan: If Caffrey retains tonight, he becomes the longest reigning Champion in the history of AXW.
BB Gunn: But I’m sure Dunne isn’t going to be a walk in the park.
Caffrey steps into the ring and moves past his opponent, handing his glasses and championship off to the timekeeper. He looks back at his opponent and gives him one more sinister smile. He's ready for what tonight has to bring.
Alpha: The following fight is scheduled under I Quit rules!
The crowd applaud.
Alpha: And is your Main Event for Open Fight Night, for the AXW Undisputed Championship! The first man that brings their opponent to say the words “I Quit” wins the match. Introducing first, the challenger. Fighting out of Glasgow, Scotland. Weighing in tonight at 284 pounds… He is “The Glasgow Bull” Wellington Dunne!
Dunne stands there, a smile on his face but he’s more focused on his opponent.
Alpha: And next, the champion. Fighting out of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Weighing in tonight at 223 pounds. He is the current, reigning and defending AXW Undisputed Champion! “The Wrestling Emperor” Anthony Caffrey!
Caffrey raises his title high, the crowd are quick to boo the champion. The referee is handed the championship by Caffrey before showing it to Dunne, who places a hand on the main plate before the referee takes the title back to the middle of the ring and raising it high for everyone to see. The crowd are fully chanting for Dunne, there is no love for the Asshole in Coventry.
DING DING DING
The bell has been rung and both men are staring each other down in their own corners, they circle around the ring before meeting in the middle for a Collar and Elbow Tie Up. Dunne gets the advantage and pushes Caffrey back up against the ropes, Dunne goes for the Irish Whip but Caffrey slides and turns and connects a Dropkick to Dunne that pushes him back against the ropes but he bounces back and comes at Caffrey with a roaring Lariat that turns the Champion inside out. Dunne quickly gets to his feet and comes at Caffrey with a Senton but Caffrey rolls out of the way and drops the knee to the head of Dunne. Dunne sits up and Caffrey applies a headlock to Dunne, Dunne starts to sit up and pushes Caffrey forward towards the ropes, he rebounds and is caught by Dunne with a Shoulder Tackle that lays Caffrey out, he goes for the Senton again and this time it connects.
BB Gunn: Dunne is showing off strong against Caffrey, maybe this was what was held back in The AVA.
Derrick Donovan: That's for sure.
Dunne begins to lift Caffrey back up to his feet but Caffrey plays dirty and rakes the eyes of Dunne, a kick to the shin before hitting a knee to the jaw of Dunne that rocks him. Caffrey stretches his arms out in front of the crowd as they boo, he then turns around and lays the boot into Dunne a few times but Dunne trips over Caffrey before rolling onto him and laying into Caffrey with some MMA strikes. Caffrey covers his face as Dunne starts to bring the elbows down but he gets one punch to the side of Caffrey’s jaw that knocks him out for the time being. Dunne rolls out of the ring and begins searching underneath. Pulling out a few chairs, a chain, three tables and finally a 10-foot ladder. Dunne brings the chairs and a table into the ring just as Caffrey is using the ropes to his leverage to pull himself back up to his feet.
Dunne picks up one of the chairs as Caffrey has his back turned to The Glasgow Bull, he starts to bang it off the apron in wait for Caffrey to turn around. As Caffrey turns around, Dunne swings with the chair but to no avail as Caffrey ducks. Caffrey picks up another chair and quickly uses it against Dunne, smashing it into his face. Both men fall, Caffrey lands on the ropes and is quick to pull himself up, he grabs the chair one more time and slams it down on the back of Dunne… and again… and again. Caffrey lifts up Dunne in a headlock and connects the Brotherly Love DDT, spiking Dunne’s head to the mat. Caffrey then grabs the chair and attacks the foot of Dunne, more so the ankle, he keeps bringing it down as Dunne groans in pain. Dunne, looking for some way out of this, kicks the knee of Caffrey. Caffrey falls to one knee, using the chair to keep him up, Dunne gets back up and connects a Roundhouse Kick to the head of Caffrey, knocking him down.
Derrick Donovan: I have never seen Dunne giving off such a strong showing, he might just walk out Undisputed Champion!
BB Gunn: One thing's for sure, I don't want to see him leave AXW.
Dunne grabs the chair and brings it down to the head of Caffrey, and then gives Caffrey the same treatment he received. Dunne turns him over and pushes the backrest of the chair down onto the neck of Caffrey, he tries to push it upwards but Dunne looks to be the stronger man coming in at 284. Dunne drives the foot into the gut of Caffrey and then swings the chair down one more time before throwing it away. Dunne then grabs the table in the ring and sets it up, leaning on the turnbuckles in the corner, Dunne picks up Caffrey in the Powerslam position and runs to the corner with the table but Caffrey slides off and pushes Dunne towards the corner. Dunne is quick to react and places his hands forward to stop him from going through. Caffrey comes running at Dunne as he turns around but he catches Caffrey and hits a German Suplex that sends Caffrey through the table, his head bouncing off the bottom turnbuckle as he crashes through the table.
Derrick Donovan: German through the table!
BB Gunn: The champ is getting thrown around the ring, he has be be worried.
Dunne then grabs the chain, wrapping it around his wrists and begins to pummel Caffrey. A few strikes to the head later and Caffrey is bleeding, Dunne is relentless and isn’t stopping as he keeps bashing into Caffrey’s skull. The referee sees an opportunity and pulls Dunne off of Caffrey before leaning in and asking Caffrey “Do you quit?” Caffrey is fatigued but is able to stutter out a response of “No.” Dunne drags Caffrey by the foot into the centre of the ring, he brings Caffrey up to his feet and leaps onto the second rope, he springboards back in an effort to connect the Scottish Face Breaker but Caffrey comes out of nowhere with a sickening chair shot that lands on the top of Dunne’s head and knocking him out for now. The referee comes in to ask Dunne the question but Caffrey pushes the referee away, he places his foot on the neck of Dunne as he squirms for a breath of air.
Caffrey brings the foot down to the head of Dunne and then brings him to his feet, only to throw him over the ropes and onto the floor. Caffrey follows in pursuit and brings the chair with him, Dunne crawls away from Caffrey but he cracks the chair along the back of Dunne. Dunne keeps crawling away but once again, Caffrey cracks the chair along the spine of Dunne. Dunne turns onto his back and attempts to kick the knee of Caffrey but he saw it coming and moves out of the way, bringing the chair down to the abdomen of Dunne. Caffrey sees the ladder and moves it towards Dunne, bringing the ladder up onto the ring apron and then balancing it on the steel barricade, forming a bridge with the ladder. Caffrey brings Dunne to his feet and throws him face first to the ladder, his face coming into contact with the side of the ladder.
Derrick Donovan: Holy...
BB Gunn: Oh my lord!
The referee wants to ask Dunne the question but Caffrey won’t allow it, he wants to make sure he doesn’t say no. Caffrey brings Dunne up again and throws him forward to the ladder but Dunne counters and sends Caffrey into the ladder, Dunne then pulls the hair of Caffrey and lifts his head up, slamming it down onto the ladder again and again and again. Dunne lets out a roar, he’s fired up to win the Undisputed Championship. Dunne lifts up Caffrey in the air and his face comes first into the ladder and he falls back, Dunne picks him back up and places him along the ladder. Dunne then climbs onto the apron and scales up to the second rope, Caffrey rolls off the ladder just before Dunne flies and leaps onto the ring apron, attacking Dunne on the ropes. Caffrey puts Dunne in a Suplex position and lifts him up but he’s too weak, Dunne lands some strikes to the gut of Caffrey and pushed him off. Caffrey only lands on the apron but he low blows Dunne, he falls forward and lands on top of Caffrey’s shoulders. Caffrey walks over and faces the ladder and drops Dunne with a Michinoku Driver through the ladder.
BB Gunn: Caffrey is fighting back! Michinoku Driver through the ladder!
Derrick Donovan: The champ may have had his doubts on Dunne, maybe he's rethinking of letting him go from The AVA
The crowd are at an uproar to the sheer brutality these two are putting themselves through. Caffrey gestures to the referee to ask Dunne, but Dunne shakes his head no and the match continues. Caffrey rolls Dunne into the ring and also brings another table into the ring, he slides into the ring and sets up the table in the center of the ring. Caffrey goes to pick up Dunne but Dunne strikes back with a fist to the abdomen, Dunne strikes again but Caffrey puts a stop to it with a boot to the head that knocks over Dunne. Caffrey picks up Dunne in the Powerbomb position and then drops him down through the table, Caffrey stumbles backwards and onto the ropes. The referee asks once again but Dunne refuses to give in. The fight continues on as Caffrey begins to stomp into Dunne once more before scaling up to the top, slowly making his way up as he looks down at Dunne struggling to get to his feet. Caffrey looks out to the crowd and roars out “I’m the best!” but once he turns back to Dunne, he’s sprung up to the second rope and grabs Caffrey by the head… Scottish Face Breaker from the top!
Derrick Donovan: Dunne is trying to make sure he wins, by any means necessary!
Both men are down, the referee begins to count.
ONE!
Nobody is moving, both are barely able to breathe.
TWO!
The crowd stomp their feet for Dunne to move.
THREE!
BB Gunn: Come on Dunne!
Still no sign of life from both men.
FOUR!
Derrick Donovan: Look!
Caffrey moves! He twitches his arm!
FIVE!
Now Dunne moves! He lifts his head up and the crowd keep cheering him on!
SIX!
Derrick Donovan: Both men are moving!
Caffrey crawls over to the ropes.
SEVEN!
And so does Dunne, looking to pull himself up to his feet.
EIGHT!
Caffrey pulls himself up but falls over, the crowd are in their feet.
NINE!
Dunne is still struggling to get to his feet, even with using the ropes to his leverage.
BB Gunn: It's all over, a lousy draw.
TE-
BB Gunn: Dunne!
Dunne leaps onto the referee! In avail to save the match from a draw, he lands onto the ref. The referee rolls out of the ring, Dunne finally is able to get to his feet but once he turns to Caffrey, Caffrey lands a punt kick to the crotch of Dunne. Caffrey then attempts the Brotherly Love DDT but Dunne trips him over. He grabs the chain and locks in the Arm Trap STF, using the chain across the face of Caffrey. With the Bastard Breaker locked in, Dunne pulls the chain back and also pull the head of Caffrey back. Dunne then wraps the chain around the neck of Caffrey but no referee in the ring. Caffrey shouts “I Quit! I Quit! I Quit!” and Dunne lets go but the referee didn’t hear it because of him still down. Dunne rolls out of the ring and wakes the referee back up and rolls him out of the ring, sliding back in himself but once he gets back to his feet, Caffrey slams the chair right into the head of Dunne. He falls over and Caffrey locks in the C.A.L, grapevining the leg. The referee checks on Dunne as he crawls over, he lifts the arm once and it falls.
Derrick Donovan: Not like this!
He lifts the arm twice, and it falls.
BB Gunn: No, no, no!
He lifts it once more… and it falls. The referee calls for the bell to end the match.
Alpha: Here is your winner, and STILL AXW Undisputed Champion, Anthony Caffrey!
Derrick Donovan: Wellington Dunne’s career is all over here in AXW, but what a fight this was.
BB Gunn: A fight indeed, both men will never forget this night.
Derrick Donovan: And with that, we come to a close. I’ve been Derrick Donovan and he’s BB Gunn and we’ll see you soon for another Anonymous TV. Goodnight.
The last show we see is of Anthony Caffrey holding the title up high in the middle of the ring.
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