..:: Anonymous TV | 10/06/19 [LIVE] ::..
Jun 1, 2019 16:14:22 GMT -5
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ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS:
..::ANONYMOUS TV::..
.::Live from The Legion, London, England::.
.::10th June, 2019::.
.::0:00 AM - Live on the XHF Network::.
The camera pans around the arena, where a few hundred to a thousand loyal AXW fans are packed tightly into the legion, stomping and cheering for the high profile event about to go down. The camera pans down to ringside, where Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn are seated ringside, big grins on their faces as they begin to speak.
Derrick Donovan: Welcome to ANONYMOUS TV! I'm Derrick Donovan, the voice of all things AXW, and joining me as always is my loyal assistant in commentary, BB Gunn!
BB Gunn: Thanks Dono! We've got a star-studded line-up for you folks, as we always do. Starting things off... wait, what's that?
Derrick Donovan: Hm?
BB Gunn: Shit! Get a camera on that, stat!
Dono wears a look of confusion on his face, before the camera cuts to backstage, where Anomoly is laid out on the ground, not moving.
Derrick Donovan: Oh my god, it's the Anomoly! He's out cold!
BB Gunn: Yeah, and he was supposed to address his future with the company tonight! Who had enough beef to blindside him on a big personal night for him?
Derrick Donovan: I bet it's that swine Caffrey! He and Anomoly have had their issues in the past, so I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to one up him one last time!
As BB and Dono conspire, a gold shoe falls to the ground besides Anomoly's head. As in, a shoe made of solid gold. The camera pans up from Anomoly's prone body to the smug, cocky face of one young, arrogant Asian sensation.
[...]
Manchester's own Gucci God.
[...]
BB Gunn: IT'S CADEN YUNG!
Derrick Donovan: That slimy sonuvabitch! He shouldn't be in here, he quit AXW a month ago!
BB Gunn: Quitter or not, the Dolce Daddy is back in AXW, sending a message to one of his Battle of the Best opponents!
Derrick Donovan: Never say "Dolce Daddy" again, please.
Caden leans over Anomoly, ruffling where his hair would be if he wasn't wearing a mask, and picks up his golden Yeezy shoe.
Caden Yung: You brought this on yourself, Anomoly! You and your stupid sweat clothes!
He spikes Anomoly in the back of the head with the shoe, before grabbing at the sweat shirt Anomoly wears and tries to pull it off of his body. With some difficulty he accomplishes his goal, tearing the sweatshirt away and flinging it down the hall.
Caden Yung: For f*cks sake, wear some clothes that actually fit you! You're formally addressing your future with this shithole, dress like you mean it!
The crowd roar with boos, as Caden drives his elbow into the small of his back.
Caden Yung: Get a tailor!
Another elbow to his back.
Caden Yung: Don't make me grab my proton pack and cross my streams towards Gozer's portal, and blast you out of existence, Stay Puft!
He pulls at the sweat pants of Anomoly, angrily tossing them aside as they're not branded by anything noteworthy; rather, just some generic junk found at a thrift store. The sound of security clamouring down the hall catches Caden's ear, and he looks around, grabbing his gold shoe and turning, before looking down at Anomoly.
Caden Yung: Since you've put my through sooo much trouble tonight, Anoms, I think I'll take a trophy to remember you by.
Caden quickly unlaces the mask of Anomoly, and yanks it off! He holds it up in his hand, a big grin on his face, before looking down at Anomoly.
Caden Yung: See you at the show, buddy! Better be dressed in Prada for your formal ass-whooping! Ciao!
With that, Caden smacks Anomoly with the shoe one last time, and books it down the hall just seconds before security makes it to the area of assault. Elsewhere, Caden drops the mask in a trash bin, as even that iconic symbol isn't worthy of the touch of the Gucci...God...
Inception hits the PA, the crowd shocked at the sudden surprise of Maverick’s appearance as he strolls out with the XHF Tag Team Championship resting on his shoulder.
Alpha: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome... One half of the XHF Tag Team Champions, "The Iconic Prince" Maverick!
BB Gunn: Well, well, well. You’d never know what to expect now, do you?
Derrick Donovan: There's been tension between what's Maverick's future looking like, has he chosen already?
BB Gunn: I'm sure this is all about his match with our Undisputed Champion, Dono.
BB Gunn: I'm sure this is all about his match with our Undisputed Champion, Dono.
Maverick makes his way into the ring as he grabs a microphone before entering the ring.
Maverick: The Legion is packed tonight, aren't you all! For those who may not know, this Sunday is Battle of The Best and I will battle for the AXW Undisputed Championship. Not only will I be fighting for the right to become the Undisputed Champion but... to also keep my hotel. Anthony thought it'll be smart to come towards the man he calls "The Father of The Icons" but he had no business helping the enemy.
The fans begin to chant "DIAMOND CLUB"
Maverick: The thing is, Anthony, you'll never turn an Icon against another one. You can turn anyone against us, even the people that hate us, you can turn them against us and yet nt one of them can stop us. As a group, we're fucking dangerous. More dangerous than how anyone could have portrayed The AVA, the group that everyone said were "The Heirs To The Icon's Throne" but look at us, we're still kicking. Anthony, you can talk to whoever. Say what you want and say what you will but this is our war. This is between myself and you, not Bobby or Jack or JFK or Drago. You want me, that's what you asked for.
BB Gunn: Strong words from Maverick, this match is getting personal by the minute with Caffrey's shenanigans.
Derrick Donovan: Maverick's only putting Caffrey in his place.
Maverick: I came out here tonight to go face to face with the man who I'll take the title from on Sunday, but you're not here, are you? It's a true shame you're not here, Caffrey. Afraid I'd take advantage once again? Let me play this out for you, Anthony. Everytime I've came to AXW, I've annihilated everyone in my wake. Bobby and Swann versus The New Age Killers? Destroyed. Challenging Brad Swann to a match? Dominated. Hellbound versus The Icons? Humiliated. Our first face to face encounter? Message sent. Every. Single. Time, Caffrey. I've stood tall, now, imagine how that'll be when I win the AXW Undisputed Championship from you. I'll be unstoppable. I'll be invincible. Everything you've only tried to be, I'm already going to be within my first night. Since you're not here, there's no rea--
The fans begin to chant "DIAMOND CLUB"
Maverick: The thing is, Anthony, you'll never turn an Icon against another one. You can turn anyone against us, even the people that hate us, you can turn them against us and yet nt one of them can stop us. As a group, we're fucking dangerous. More dangerous than how anyone could have portrayed The AVA, the group that everyone said were "The Heirs To The Icon's Throne" but look at us, we're still kicking. Anthony, you can talk to whoever. Say what you want and say what you will but this is our war. This is between myself and you, not Bobby or Jack or JFK or Drago. You want me, that's what you asked for.
BB Gunn: Strong words from Maverick, this match is getting personal by the minute with Caffrey's shenanigans.
Derrick Donovan: Maverick's only putting Caffrey in his place.
Maverick: I came out here tonight to go face to face with the man who I'll take the title from on Sunday, but you're not here, are you? It's a true shame you're not here, Caffrey. Afraid I'd take advantage once again? Let me play this out for you, Anthony. Everytime I've came to AXW, I've annihilated everyone in my wake. Bobby and Swann versus The New Age Killers? Destroyed. Challenging Brad Swann to a match? Dominated. Hellbound versus The Icons? Humiliated. Our first face to face encounter? Message sent. Every. Single. Time, Caffrey. I've stood tall, now, imagine how that'll be when I win the AXW Undisputed Championship from you. I'll be unstoppable. I'll be invincible. Everything you've only tried to be, I'm already going to be within my first night. Since you're not here, there's no rea--
The orchestral version of “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark” plays in the arena as the crowd boos furiously for their champion. Maverick puts his hands out and gestures, ready for the fight. He realizes it’s taking a little longer than usual and turns around, prepared for a sneak attack from Caffrey.
BB Gunn: Anthony Caffrey is here!
The camera boos loudly as the music cuts. Caffrey is shown on the big screen, dressed in a Hawaiian shirt with a pair of sunglasses on. He is kicking back in a hammock and sipping an expensive drink out of half a coconut. His AXW Undisputed Championship is laying on his lap. He gestures for the camera to come closer as he lays in the hammock.
Caffrey: Maverick! Chances are, you showed up to Anonymous TV! Chances are, you’re super pissed at me. Chances are, you’re probably calling for me in the ring right now, actually! There’s just one slight problem: I’m not there!
Caffrey laughs.
Caffrey: Oh yes, you see, I was so stressed out, that I took some of my anger out on your best beloved mentor, Jack Diamond! So much anger, in fact, that MANAGEMENT suspended for me a show without pay. What a crying shame. So no, I won’t be there to mock your stupid hair in person.
Caffrey smiles. The loud crowd boos fiercely as their champion enjoys his drink.
Caffrey: I figured I could use a vacation anyway, so here I am, on the B-E-A-U-TI-FUL beaches of Maui. You see, Bobby B can bend his knee another week. I’ll still be the champion after Battle of the Best, and he’ll still be an annoying fly on my wall. As for you, Maverick… our match and Father’s Day is only six days away now. And since I kicked the ass of Father of the Icons, I guess the next question is simple.
Caffrey lowers his sunglasses and puts on his trademark frames. He gives as much of a mocking shimmy as he can to not risk tipping the hammock.
Caffrey: Who’s your DAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDY?
The last thing the scene shows is Caffrey’s sinister smile and him miming jingling keys as the camera cuts back to Maverick and then to black.
The lights go dark for a few moments as the titantron shows a bright moon illuminating the room, then the song starts with an eerie twilight glow in the arena as Draven in his long cloak. He makes his way towards the ring with a evil smile on his face.
Alpha: Introducing first, "The Vampire Prince" Vincent Draven!
His eyes survey the crowd, feeding off their fear and hatred of him with a smug look. He then turns back to his opponent and hisses, baring his sharp fangs as a threat. He then laughs with amusement at their reaction.
Once he slowly crawls through the ropes, he pulls off his cloak to reveal himself. He raises his arms then bows his head in a mocking manner towards the crowd before getting ready.
BB Gunn: It's time for Draven's debut, the former Destiny Wrestling star that went undefeated is about to make his name known with another debuting star and one returning star.
Derrick Donovan: Returning isn't a word I'd use...
The horns starts, and the lights cut, Suddenly the words "Time for Bed" Echo throughout the arena. Raymond appears on the ramp dress in his PJ's and makes his way to the ring. He yawns before entering the ring, and getting ready for the match.
Alpha: His opponent, "The King of Broken Dreams" Raymond Harding!
BB Gunn: People will be sleeping when Harding's in town.
Derrick Donovan: I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
"Plebians - silence yourselves as the heavens gift you with this special occasion. Your eyes will feast like it never has before. The one. The only. King Edmund William Hickenbottom IV".
The lights dim. Two uniformed gentlemen step forward. They blow on their trumpets to signal the introduction of the King of Supremia. After the royal tune, Preliator by Globus plays. After the introduction to the song, Mutt walks out, holding a throne above his heads and shoulders. As he marches down the ring, the two uniformed guards follow. Mutt climbs up the stairs, where the uniformed guards lower the top rope for Mutt to climb over. Mutt places the throne down the center of the ring and then lies on all fours in front of the throne. There, King Hickenbottom steps on the back of Mutt as a stepping stool on the way down.
Alpha: And finally, being accompanied by King Edmund IV, Mutt!
With a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand, he climbs the ropes to the fans. They all boo him. The king smiles as he descends and exits the ring to allow Mutt to show off exactly what King Hickenbottom IV can do.
Derrick Donovan: Ugh... he's back.
BB Gunn: What's wrong with King Edmund? He's a great guy!
DING DING DING
The bell rings and instantly Draven goes to work on Harding, uppercut after uppercut. Mutt grabs Draven and throws him outside the ring, he lands hard on the ring apron. Mutt grabs Harding and slams him to the mat with a Running Powerslam. Draven stands on the ring apron and springboards into the ring with a knee to the head of Mutt. Mutt falls backwards and out of the ring, leaving only the fallen Harding in the ring with Draven.
Derrick Donovan: Draven looking very impressive since the bell rang.
BB Gunn: I wouldn't count out Mutt
Derrick Donovan: I would.
Harding looks to get back to his feet, Draven is eyeing up Harding for the Shadow of Death but Harding ducks underneath the Superkick, hits a Shotgun Knee to the jaw of Draven. Harding picks up Draven...
[...NIGHTMARE BUSTER!...]
(Deadlift Brainbuster)
Harding connects the Brainbuster but from nowhere is Mutt
[...THE MIGHT OF SUPREMIA!...]
(Scissors Kick)
Mutt goes for the pin!
[...ONE!...]
A kickout by Harding. Mutt looks to end it all too quick with the Royal Execution but Draven gets back into things. Step Up Enziguri on Mutt, Harding throws Draven over the ropes but he lands on the ring apron. An enziguri by Draven as Harding tries to knock him off the apron, Harding falls backwards and Draven slingshots through the ropes, rolling into a X-Factor!
Derrick Donovan: What a move!
BB Gunn: And he's looking to do it to Mutt...
Draven goes out to the ring apron again, slingshots and rolls over to Mutt. This time he goes for a Cutter, he leaps and wraps the arms around his head but Mutt counters.
[...ROYAL EXECUTION!...]
(Double Underhook Piledriver)
BB Gunn: OH. MY. LORD.
Derrick Donovan: WHAT A COUNTER FROM MUTT! He makes a pinfall, seizing the moment!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THR--...]
Harding breaks it up, he somehow finds the strength to pick up Mutt.
[...SHEET SET!...]
(Fallaway Slam)
Harding gets to a knee after hitting the Fallaway Slam but Draven comes back to life with
[...SHADOW OF DEATH!...]
(Superkick)
BB Gunn: Draven's back in this!
Derrick Donovan: And he might win this.
Mutt is getting back to his feet...
[...SHADOW OF DEATH!...]
...and he falls through the ropes. Harding is struggling to his feet, using the ropes to his leverage. Draven picks him up to his shoulders.
[...NEVERMORE!...]
(Firemans Carry + Codebreaker Combo)
He hooks the legs of Harding.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THREE!...]
DING DING!
Alpha: Here is your winner, Vincent Draven!
The Ring bell signifies the end of the opening bout of Anonymous TV, the finish creating a mix chorus of boos and cheers all over the arena. Though the fanfare is quickly cut by the voice of one BB Gunn and the entrance tron coming to life.
BB Gunn: Ladies and Gentlemen, it seems as though we have an incident backstage that we need to turn your attention too.
Derrick Donovan: What is going on?
The scene switches to one of a camera man moving quickly to the scene of a large group of people crowded around something. Someone steps from the crowd looking to a place off screen.
AXW Staff: (Shouting) Can we get the paramedics over here! Hurry!
The camera man pushes through the crowd and the scene is fill with what looks to be The Carrion King, Xander Carrion, laid out on the floor in a large pool of his own blood formed around him. The crowd in the arena can be heard roaring in the backstage area.
BB Gunn: Oh, that looks bad! Who is behind this?
Almost as if on cue, a member of the crowd can be heard talking to another.
Crowd Member: The man was wearing a mask, a hockey mask I think. Carrion was headed to the guerilla position and the man walked up behind him and blasted him with the bat...then took off down the hall...
Derrick Donovan: A hockey mask? I don't believe...
About that time the feed cuts back to the ring to see "The Vampire Prince" Draven standing in the center of the ring, wore out from his match watching the Tron. Stalking in the background is a man wearing a hockey mask, a Crimson baseball bat held poised at his side. The crowd roars as their attention changes from the Tron, to the man who had made his way through the crowd and into the ring. Though before Draven has a chance to react and turn, the man steps forward and sends a hard shot with the bat across his shoulder blades. The impact drives the air out of Draven's lungs and makes him drop to his knees. The masked man takes off past Draven and rebounds off the ropes then dives forward driving the tip of the bat into Draven's forehead.
BB Gunn: Can we get some security out here!? This man has now assaulted two AXW roster members with that bat!
The man taunts the crowd with the bat for a few seconds before turning to lean it against a turnbuckles. He makes his way back to Draven and lifts him off the mat, tucking his head between his thighs and hooking both arms behind his back. He head shakes as if saying something behind the mask before lifting him up into the air and driving him down with a hard Double Underhook Piledriver.
Derrick Donovan: Oh my! That was a sick landing!
The man pushes Draven over onto the mat and gets up, walking to the edge of the ring and calling for a mic. An AXW staff member quickly brings him one, the guy turns and walks back over to Draven standing over him. Reaching up he pushes the hockey mask back up to the top of his head exposing his face.
Tommy Holiday: YEEOOOOWWWW, now THAT...is how you make an Impact! Not only have I taken out, and possibly ended the career of one of the AXW representatives of the Rookie Ladder Ladder Match and Battle of the Best. But I have now taken out a second representatives of said match, but one of the favorites for winning said match. You see XHF, You see AXW....THIS is what happens when you cross the Holiday family. THIS is what happens when you deny the application for said match by the best damn rookie alive all because it was a couple weeks late. It's fine, it's fine...it really is. Because, while I may not be taking part in said match...my mark will be seen in it. I'll hang around this shit-hole and have some more fun then.
Looks back down at Draven, putting a boot underneath his chin and pushing down on it. Dravens hands automatically shoot to his foot to try and push it off his neck.
Tommy Holiday: Oh...Pardon me ya'll. I swear my momma taught me better manners then that. Let me introduce myself. I am the Son of a Hardcore Legend...Third Generation Ass Kicker...The Subject of you Girlfriends Wet Dreams...I have been Hardcore since 98'...I am the Outlaw...I am Tommy Holiday!
Tommy holds the crimson bat high overhead, but is greeted with an arena full of boos. He just awnsers with a smile, looking back down to Draven who is still fighting to get the boot off his neck.
Tommy Holiday: (Laughing) It's fine...it's fine. I don't mind the boos. It feeds me, I love that you all hate me. Anyways, Guess I should finish what I came to do...time to put the little goth boy here down like the mother fucker in the back.
Derrick Donovan: No no no!
Tommy pulls the bat up high, aiming it for the top of Dravens head. Though right as he is about to swing down and obliterate the skull of Draven. A crew of security slides into the ring, causing Tommy to recoil out of the ring and quickly jump into the crowd. None of the security take pursuit, just create a wall between Draven and Tommy. Medical crew quickly rushes the ring and attempt to help Draven, but he swats them away as they try to help. Instead he sets up, looking through the security members to lock eyes with Tommy as he exits backwards through the crowd...
Absolute Zero by Stone Sour starts to play over the speakers, Darlene comes out wearing a new jean jacket that says "The Price is BACK!" at the "The bloody angle, the symmetry Your cheap adhesive isn't holding me" eyeing the crowd for a second before she makes her way down to the ring, high-fiveing a few random fans here and there, she circles the ring slowly as her song plays, she then steps back, runs and slides onto the ring apron on her knee at "I can bleed if I want to bleed" she rests her back on the top rope her arms draped over it, she sticks her tongue out to the crowd, she then throws her arms out into the crucifix pose at "You're looking at an absolute zero I'm not the devil but I won't be your hero" She then turns and leaps into the ring, tossing her jean vest off either out of the ring or towards her opponent if they are already in the ring. She goes to her corner and starts to stretch legs waiting for the match to start.
Alpha: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Cleveland Ohio, she's the "Absolute Zero," Darlene Price!
As the music starts, “Hammerhand” Blake Luthor walks out from the back, looking angry at the entire world. He makes his way down to the ring, ignoring the boos from the fans.
Alpha: And her opponent, from the Unknown, he is "Hammerhand" Blake Luthor!
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Dar simply smirks at the man with hammer hands, and he beats his chest in defiant response. They meet and lock up in the ring, but are at equal footing. Neither is willing to budge.
Derrick Donovan: This is like David meets Goliath. The unstoppable force meets the immovable object.
The two break up, and Dar lands a cheap jab to the face of the Luthor! Luthor just touches his face, smirks, and rocks her with a lethal blow from his metal injected fist! She drops to the mat and Luthor spits on her.
BB Gunn: The disrespect!
Derrick Donovan: That's assault, that's illegal!
Dar wipes the spit off her face, and kicks her adversary in the gut! With Luthor bent over, she grabs his head and plants him into the mat! But that's not all, she takes his head and delivers some lethal knees to the side of his skull! Vicious knees, that take a lot out of Luthor in the early goings. Luthor looks like he's seen a ghost, the look in his eyes tells a story that he was ill prepared for this onslaught. She stands up, and goes to drop an elbow on the back of Luthor.
But Luthor rolls out of the way! Dar eats dirt, and Luthor takes the time to smash both fists right into the side of Dar's head. She crumples to the mat in a heap, not moving an inch, and when the ref checks up on her, the whole side of her face is bloody!
BB Gunn: Shit, Dar's off bad!
The camera switches to Luthor, where a large piece of metal is sticking out of his hand. He pushes it back in, laughing at the state of Dar!
Derrick Donovan: That bastard! He did that on purpose didn't he? Disqualify him, ref!
BB Gunn: The ref doesn't have just purpose to prove it was him! Dar's just going to have to try to survive against an insane brute like Luthor!
Dar begins to stir, wiping blood off of her head, which is absolutely pouring now, and uses that bloody hand to slap Luthor across the face! The crowd pops, and Luthor staggers back, as Dar uses a second wind to begin beating the tar our of him! She rocks him with a punch to the nose, a spinning back fist, and a pele kick sending him right to the floor!
BB Gunn: She calls that the "Give'Em The Boot!"
Derrick Donovan: And she's giving Luthor the boot for blading her!
Dar lifts up Luthor, sticking a middle finger in his face, before spinning for...
[...RU486...]
(RKO)
Luthor faceplants onto the mat, and Dar slithers over for a pin.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Alpha: The winner of this match, Darlene Price!
Derrick Donovan: Darlene picks up a big win following her big loss last week! You have to wonder if a loss to the fatman curbed her confidence!
BB Gunn: I certainly don't think so, Dono. I think a loss infact helped her find a new attitude!
The camera focuses on Dar, a new aura about her. Perhaps it's the Dusty Rhodes-esque blood stained face. She staggers out of the ring, nearly collapsing up the ramp due to blood loss as she celebrates with her fans. She looks pretty bad off, but regardless, she looks better then ever as we fade to commercial.
The hard riffs of "Liberate" by Slipknot start to reverberate around the arena and the moment the song screams "LIBERATE!", Joel Hawkfield walks out from behind the curtain to resounding boos from the audience as he pays them no mind, his attention solely focused on the ring. Reaching the bottom of the ramp, Joel spits at some of the people in the front row before rolling into the ring, the boos increasing by a few decibels as he stands back up. Casually, he flips the bird to the crowd before slinking into his corner, removing his vest and tossing it to the outside, cracking his knuckles as he waits for the match to start.
Alpha: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, is your main event of the evening, and is for the number one contendership to the XHF European Championship! Now in the ring, hailing from The Land of the Lost, he is the one, the only, Joel Hawkfield!
MANTRA plays through the PA as Liam Bradley makes his way to the ring, sporting the black fur coat and sunglasses. He makes his way to ringside and enters the ring, streamers thrown into the ring as he slowly spins around with his arms stretched out
Alpha: Introducing the next competitor, from Queen's island of the United Kingdom, he is "The Villain," Liam Bradley!
Lights flash in time with the drums, as the vocals kick in, Johnny Ojo bursts through the curtain to a loud pop. He immediately jumps the railing into the crowd and usually spends so long jumping around with the crowd that his entrance song loops two to three times, much to the annoyance of the opponents. When Ojo is satisfied he will jump back over the railing and slide into the ring where he poses in the corner before taking up position for the match to start.
Alpha: And the final opponent, hailing from the capital of Earth, Philidelphia, he is "Rockerboy" Johnny Ojo!
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Liam Bradley immediately goes after Ojo, clotheslining him into the corner and stomping a literal hole into the corner of the rockerboy!
BB Gunn: Liam is taking out lots of frustration on Johnny Ojo!
Derrick Donovan: Well after their match last week, you'd think he'd be frustrated that Ojo is getting an opportunity despite being pinned by Liam!
Johnny Ojo is most certainly out of it, and Liam turns around, satisfied, only to take a savage boot to the face from Joel Hawkfield! He forgot Joel was in the match! Joel flattens Liam to the mat, and drops a stiff elbow right to the back of the neck of Bradley! Bradley lays limp on the mat, and Joel turns his attention to Ojo, who's beginning to stir on the mat. With ease, he picks Ojo up and German Suplexes him! But Johnny flips out, he kicks the knee of Hawkfield and nails a stiff punch right to the heart.
BB Gunn: Joel's known for his heart issues, he had a big health scare last October at an event in Braga, Portugal. Nearly ended his entire career!
Derrick Donovan: It should have ended his life, BB! Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome, I believe is what it's called. He's a walking dead man!
BB Gunn: Dead man or not, he's got the balls to keep competing in the industry. And I respect that!
Ojo runs the ropes, going for a hurricanrana but Joel catches him, and powerbombs him damn near through the mat! This is a muscle bound freak of nature, desperate for the W. Anything to help him bring home what he believes is rightfully his. With the wind taken dutifully out of Ojo, Joel turns back to Bradley. He picks The Villain up, turning towards the farthest turnbuckle and gathering the most speed possible for...
[...THE SPINAL ADJUSTMENT!...]
(Turnbuckle Powerbomb)
Liam and Johnny are both damn near out of it; the monster opponent they face is a bigger challenge then either of them had anticipated. The grimace painted on Joel Hawkfield's face remains the same. Cold, calculated. Uncaring. Deadly. He takes a moment to rest, his quick beating heart pestering him badly, and walks over to Ojo. Ojo makes a weak stand against The Destroyer, but is no match when Joel locks his 24 inch pythons around Ojo's skinny neck for...
[...THE SPIRIT CRUSHING FINALE!...]
(Half Nelson Wheelbarrow Driver)
His work isn't done yet, as he picks up Bradley, spinning him to disorient him before grabbing him in a german suplex position for...
[...THE DEATHWATCH BRANDING!...]
(Back-to-Belly Piledriver)
Derrick Donovan: Joel looks absolutely DOMINANT tonight!
BB Gunn: You'd think after his last loss to Bobby his confidence would have dwindled majorly. But nope! He's an utter beast right now, the absolute definition of DESTRUCTION!
Joel, now satisfied with his handiwork, pulls Liam to Ojo, and lays him over Ojo in an "X" shape. Both men's shoulders are on the mat, and Hawkfield lays one meaty hand on each competitor's chest before demanding the referee come make the pinfall.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of this match, and NEW number one contender to the XHF European Championship, Joel Hawkfield.
BB Gunn: Oh boy, I can't wait for that! A rematch from Civil War!
Derrick Donovan: I tell you, Joel and Swann will certainly tear the house down, once they finally get their hands on one another. But until then, this is Derrick Donovan and BB Gunn, you've been watching Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling!
BB Gunn: Good night, folks!