AXW Presents: Night of Anonymous [LIVE]
Jul 9, 2019 2:32:24 GMT -5
Mongo the Destroyer, Curtis D. Kanyon, and 2 more like this
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ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS
..:: NIGHT OF ANONYMOUS ::..
..:: July 22nd ::..
..:: Wembley Arena, London, England ::..
0:00 A.M - Live on The XHF Network
We open on images of newcomer Draven biting various people through time, Darlene setting couches on fire and kicking ass with a blood-ridden grin upon her face.
Dreadvan and Primal hitting each other with bombs that shake the security pile that tear them apart.
Kanyon waving an American Flag at a press conference, and that flag slowing fading to a solid-black background with Raymond's face in a sniper's sights upon the same flag.
Brad Swann throwing Hawkfield over the top ropes at Civil War, cashing in his briefcase for the European Championship, holding it high in the air as a still of Joel hovers behind him, ready to strike at any given moment.
The entire arena goes pitch black and silent. Cheers are heard before the tron fizzles with static, and words can be made out.
WE
ARE
ANONYMOUS
The crowd roar again, as the "We Are" fade out and get replaced with "Night Of." The official theme for Night of Anonymous, "Dancing with the Devil" by Set It Off, kicks back in as camera shots pan to feature a tight-packed venue. 15,000 strong Londoneers stomp and scream in preperation for one of the biggest shows of AXW's tenure.
Welcome to, Night of Anonymous!
The following is the Number one Contender's match for the AXW Undisputed Championship! Introducing first from Cleveland Ohio, she weighs in at 150 pounds... Darlene Price!
Absolute Zero by Stone Sour starts to play over the speakers, Darlene comes out 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 her legs waiting for the match to start.
And her opponent, from the Darkness weighing 203 pounds, "The Vampiric Prince" Vincent Draven!
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.
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.
Derrick Donovan: And we're off! Darlene Price versus Vincent Draven, the winner goes on to challenge for the AXW Undisputed Championship in the future!
Both competitors circle the ring, drinking in the reactions of the crowd. This is the first match in one of AXW's biggest shows of the year and they're up for it! They lock up and Draven gets the upper hand fairly quickly. He has a fifty pound weight advantage so it's not much of a surprise. Holds are exchanged back and forth and Draven comes out on top. Price is finding herself in a side headlock. She backs herself into the ropes and throws Draven across the ring, he hits the opposite ropes and Darlene slides at his feet, but he jumps it. Draven off the opposite ropes and gets caught with an Armdrag. The crowd pop as Price's quick moving offence is getting the upper hand. Another Armdrag for Draven, followed by a dropkick from Darlene Price and Draven takes leave to the outside of the ring. Darlene gets the crowd fired up again as Draven collects his thoughts outside the ring. As Draven turns around, Price is flying over the top rope with a slingshot crossbody. Both competitors crumple to the ground!
BB Gunn: What a start here from the Daughter of the XHF Legend!
Derrick Donovan: I think this is what we wanted to see! Darlene is starting to step out of the shadow of her Father and emerge as a competitor in her own right!
BB Gunn: For sure! She's been on quite the streak lately!
Darlene is up again. She grabs Draven by the head and rolls him into the ring, unfortunately for Price, Draven was playing possum and stomps on her as she rolls in after him. Draven is on top and starts laying in the boots! Darlene tries to cover up, but Draven just hits her again and again as her misguided attempts at guards are brushed aside! Draven picks up Darlene and hits a snap suplex, going for the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW- KICKOUT!...]
Derrick Donovan: Early kickout by Price and again, Draven is right back on the offence! He has a taste of blood now and he isn't letting up!
BB Gunn: Don't talk about blood!
Draven picks up Darlene and hauls her up for Nevermore, but Price slips off his back. She stumbles to the far corner and comes back with a flying head scissors! Draven rolls to the opposite side of the ring and charges Darlene, she jumps up for a Hurricanrana, but Draven dumps her into the buckles with a buckle bomb! Darlene stumbles out right into a lariat, levelling her!
BB Gunn: Draven got ALL of that!
Derrick Donovan: Price won't finish seeing stars for another week!
BB Gunn: If he hit her any harder, she'd change race, just like her old man!
Derrick Donovan: Wow!
Draven gets right back to Price, dropping the foot on her chest and allowing the Referee to make the count!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
Price grabs his ankle and rolls through into a leg grapevine! Draven tries to fight the hold, wailing against the leg of Price, but she's got it locked in and Draven screams out in pain! He reaches out and manages to reach the ropes!
Derrick Donovan: If Darlene had managed to shift her position slightly in that roll through, this match could have been over!
Darlene breaks the hold on the Referee's instruction but gets right back to the leg of Draven, laying in the boots as Draven tries his best to avoid it. Darlene tries to drag Draven to the centre of the ring, presumably to re-apply the hold, but Draven uses both legs to kick her across the ring! Draven manages to use the ropes to start getting to his feet, but that's when:
[...FASH STOMP!...]
BB Gunn: Darlene just stomped the head of Draven like a damn Melon!
Darlene makes the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THR- ROPE BREAK!!...]
Derrick Donovan: Again the ropes come to the rescue of Draven! Price had that in the bag!
Darlene looks livid with the Referee for simply doing his job. The Referee argues back that Draven's leg was on the ropes and before we know it, Draven is behind Price! He grabs her arm and locks it in!
[...SWAN SONG!...]
Price fights the hold, flailing at anything she can find. Draven manages to stay clear enough of Price's strikes before leaping and locking his legs around her waist, taking her to the mat! The face of Price is turning purple from the lack of air as she uses her legs to look for a rope, anything to break this! Eventually she realises there's no way out and taps from the hold!
Derrick Donovan: We have a winner!
The winner of the match... Vincent Draven!!
Alpha: The following is a Non-Sanctioned Match, this match will consist of no pinfalls or submissions. The only way to win is to incapacitate your opponent until they cannot answer the referee's arm count of three!
Hail to chief starts to play, but after twenty seconds, it screeches to a halt. Then, "Amerika" by Rammstein begins to play.
"We're all living in Amerika,
Amerika ist wunderbar
We're all living in Amerika,
Amerika, Amerika"
Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain when the drums kick in. He's got a sledgehammer slung over one shoulder and the AXW title over the other.
"Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen
Die Freiheit spielt auf allen Geigen
Musik kommt aus dem Weißen Haus
und vor Paris steht Micky Maus"
Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs a "MAKING AMERICA BANG!" sign from a fan and shows it to the camera!
"We're all living in Amerika
Coca-Cola, Wonderbra
We're all living in Amerika
Amerika, Amerika"
Curtis then climbs into the ring and goes to the turnbuckles. He climbs a turnbuckle and pounds his chest. He points to the crowd with his hammer, then hoists it straight up into the air and yells "BANG!" He jumps down and looks ready for action!
Alpha: Introducing first, from Washington D.C, weighing in at 290lbs... "The President" Curtis D Kanyon!
"Styles Clash" begins to play as the spotlights shine out to the crowd and where we could see James Raymond hauling ass to the ring, he wears skinny black jeans and a white tank top. He makes his way to the ring and is in the face of Kanyon.
Alpha: And his opponent, from Coventry City, England, weighing in at 202lbs... "The Platinum Star" James Raymond!
Derrick Donovan: And the Non-Sanctioned War begins!
BB Gunn: I bet you 20 quid there will be blood shed all over this ring.
DING DING! DING DING!
Raymond kicks things off wit-
[...BAAAAAAAAAAANG!...]
(Gore)
BB Gunn: THE BANG!
Derrick Donovan: And Raymond is back up, what the hell?
Kanyon shocks Raymond! But Raymond is back to his feet in an instant! Staggering from the instant BANG that struck him. Kanyon goes for another BA-
[...THE BROKEN PLATINUM!...]
(V-Trigger)
Raymond with his own killshot! Kanyon falls to his hands and knees, Raymond staggers back into the ropes to compose himself, Kanyon begins to get back to his feet and Raymond takes notice, he runs at the ropes and leaps onto the top rope, looking for The Raymond Effect…
Derrick Donovan: Raymond's going to fini-
BB Gunn: Oh my god!
KANYON PUSHES HIM OUT INTO THE CROWD! RAYMOND LANDS ON TOP OF THE CROWD, KNOCKING SOME PEOPLE OVER! Kanyon rolls out of the ring and climbs over the guard rail, looking for Raymond.
[...CRACK!...]
Raymond raises a chair and cracks it over the head of Kanyon, Kanyon is nearly unconscious at this point from the sickening Chair Shot. Raymond grabs Kanyon’s carcass and throws him over the railing. He flops himself over the rail, still feeling the effects of being launched into the crowd. Raymond grabs the ring to give himself some leverage in pulling himself up, Kanyon does the same with the guard rail. Kanyon hits a Clothesline on Raymond, pushing him into the ring apron. Raymond is picked up into a Powerslam position by Kanyon, and driven right into the apron again. Raymond holds onto his back in agony, Kanyon then picks him and powerbombs him into the rail. Kanyon targets the back wisely as he throws Raymond at the ring apron. Kanyon tosses him into the ring and goes under to search for some weapons, he’s successful as he pulls out some chairs, a few tables, a steel chain, and a small black bag. He slides most of them into the ring and then brings himself in but as he does, he’s met with the cracking sound of a steel chair hitting his back. Raymond lays in the chair shots into the spine of Kanyon.
BB Gunn: Both of them, trying their damnest to kill each other.
Derrick Donovan: That's exactly what they want, BB.
Raymond brings Kanyon to his feet and looks to hit the Devil's Halo as he lays the chair down on the mat below them, Raymond lifts him up but Kanyon slides down his back and grabs the head on the way down. Kanyon lifts up Raymond
[...VICIOUS SPIRAL...]
(Lifted Cross Rhodes)
Derrick Donovan: Right down on the chair.
Kanyon hooks the leg of Raymond for a Single Leg Boston Crab but Raymond breaks free. Kanyon hooks the leg again but Raymond powers out once again. Kanyon picks up Raymond and hooks both arms, looking for The World Breaker as he goes over BUT NO! Raymond is able to keep Kanyon upside down somehow, he wobbles over to the center of the ring with Kanyon still on his back and bends forward, breaking out of Kanyon’s clutch and getting a hook on the legs of the President… DUDEBUSTER ONTO THE CHAIR!
Derrick Donovan: What a counter! Never would you see anything like that.
BB Gunn: But there’s no pinfalls, only knockout will decide this match
Derrick Donovan: Kanyon’s for sure stunned after that.
Kanyon is left laying on the mat as Raymond crawls towards the ropes to be used as leverage in order to pull himself up. Kanyon finally begins to stir as Raymond pulls himself back up to his feet, Kanyon gets to his hands and knees but Raymond hits a sickening Punt Kick to the jaw of Kanyon, followed by another
[...THE BROKEN PLATINUM!...]
BB Gunn: It’s over! It has to be!
Derrick Donovan: Maybe not, look at Raymond.
But Raymond has tweaked his knee as he falls over, holding his leg. Kanyon is knocked out as Raymond rolls out of the ring, the referee checks on Kanyon, lifting his arm once… and it falls. The referee lifts it for another time… Kanyon keeps the arm up. Kanyon goes to follow Raymond but he’s met with another sickening chair shot that covers the head of Kanyon in blood that spurts out of the wound across his head.
Derrick Donovan: You’ve got to wonder, how far is too far?
BB Gunn: Until someone isn’t breathing, and that’s how far they want to go.
Kanyon is picked up by Raymond, deadlifted and then
[...KING’S LANDING!...]
(Jackknife Powerbomb)
And Kanyon lands right on the ring apron. Raymond picks up the table that was left at ringside and sets it up right near the ring apron. Raymond brings Kanyon onto the apron and puts his head between his legs, looking for a Piledriver off the apron but Kanyon hits a low blow! Kanyon sets Raymond up for the Holy Shit Piledriver but Raymond pushes Kanyon back into the post. Raymond then hits Kanyon with a Suplex onto the apron, both men rolling into the ring. Kanyon and Raymond get back to their feet and Raymond connects a forearm to Kanyon, he backs up to the ropes and goes through the second rope, he’s about to rebound but Raymond pushes him back as Kanyon hangs on the ropes to keep himself up. Kanyon seems stuck in a Tree of Woe of some sorts and Raymond sets up the chair in front of Kanyon.
Derrick Donovan: What the hell is Raymond doing?
BB Gunn: I have no idea.
Raymond runs and rebounds off the ropes, leaping on the chair and over the ro- KANYON PULLS HIMSELF UP! GRABBING RAYMOND AND SENDING HIM OVER AND THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE WITH A OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
BB Gunn: Holy Sh*t!
Derrick Donovan: Dear god, this isn’t even a war anymore, is it?
BB Gunn: I told you, Dono. They’re out to kill.
Kanyon lumps over and out of the ring, and then laying the stomps into Raymond. He picks him up and rolls him into the ring, Kanyon slides in and takes Raymond down with a lariat, and then another as soon as Raymond gets back up again, and then a Scoop Slam from Kanyon. Raymond still moves around as Kanyon heads outside and brings in a barbed wire board and the black velvet bag. He leans the board in the corner and opens up the bag but before any contents can come out, Raymond hits an Axe Handle onto the back of Kanyon. Raymond picks up Kanyon in the Powerbomb position and runs at the barbed wire board but Kanyon manages to hit a Hurricanrana using the momentum of Raymonds. Raymond avoids the board, but as he turns around to Kanyon
[...BAAAAAAAAANG!!...]
Derrick Donovan: Jesus!
BB Gunn: Oh my god!
Raymond crashes through the board and his back is ripped to shreds, blood pouring from the deep cuts along his back. Kanyon grabs the steel chain, he wraps it around the neck of Raymond and applies a Camel Clutch. Raymond is gasping for air but Kanyon lets him free. He reaches for the bag and empties it out onto the mat, nothing but thumbtacks cover the ring. Kanyon grabs Raymond and hooks both arms.
[...THE WORLD BREAKER!...]
(Double Underhook Canadian Destroyer)
Raymond’s head is filled with thumbtacks as he's right back to his feet! Kanyon still sitting on the tacks til he looks up at Raymo-
[...THE BROKEN PLATINUM!...]
Both men fall! The referee gives them up to the count of ten to get up.
[...ONE...]
No movement from both of them. Kanyon seems to not be breathing.
[...TWO...]
There's a slight bit of movement in the head of Raymond, again… no movement from Kanyon.
[...THREE...]
Derrick Donovan: Can someone check on Kanyon?
BB Gunn: I don’t think he’s breathing.
From the commentary booth, Derrick Donovan throws up the X but he knows that nobody is allowed to come out until there is a winner.
[...FOUR...]
Raymond begins to move his arms and tries to sit up but is in too much pain.
[...FIVE...]
Raymond finally sits up, still no movement from Kanyon.
[...SIX...]
BB Gunn: Can we get someone out here, please!
Derrick Donovan: He’s not breathing!
Raymond drags himself over to the ropes.
[...SEVEN...]
Raymond brings himself up using the ropes, still in agony from the match that’s ongoing.
[...EIGHT...]
Raymond is up to one foot, Kanyon still has no movement.
[...NINE...]
Raymond is back up to his two feet, finally standing all by himself.
[...TE-...]
[...BAAAAAAAAANG!...]
Derrick Donovan: WHAT THE...
BB Gunn: Holy f*ck!
Kanyon shot back to his feet and charged at Raymond, sending both through the ropes and outside the ring. Kanyon is possessed with killing James Raymond! Kanyon slides a table into the ring, and then another. Kanyon brings Raymond up to the apron with himself, Raymond pushes Kanyon back into the post once again but Kanyon saw it coming, leaping upward and placing himself onto the second rope, hooking both arms of Raymond.
[...THE WORLD BREAKER!...]
Right onto the ring apron! Raymond is rolled into the ring and Kanyon enters, he squats in the corner as Raymond brings himself up to his feet…
[...BAAAAA- THE BROKEN PLATINUM!...]
Somehow, Raymond countered and shades of Final Frontier has set in. Raymond rolls out of the ring and heads over to the announce table side of the ring, looking underneath the ring and pulling out the wig of Curtis D. Kanyon!
BB Gunn: It's the wig!
Derrick Donovan: Raymond's about to trigger Kanyon.
Kanyon is back up and grabs the hair of Raymond, but he swings and hits Kanyon with the wig right on the jaw, Kanyon's reaction gives an off vibe after a hit from the wig, and Raymond pulls out the Brass Knuckles from the wig along with a small object, Raymond pulls Kanyon by the hair to outside of the ring, he takes the small object and we find out it's a pocket knife! Raymond begins to carve into the forehead of Kanyon, blood shooting everywhere. Raymond hoists Kanyon up
[...KING'S LANDING...]
AND RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE! Both men are a wearing a mask of their own crimson color. Raymond wastes no time and tosses the lifeless Kanyon into the ring, he sits in the corner to deal the final blow, once Kanyon is up to his feet, Raymond charges...
[...THE BROKEN PLATINUM!...]
FROM KANYON HIMSELF! KANYON TOOK RAYMOND'S V-TRIGGER AND USED IT AGAINST HIM! Kanyon grabs a table and sets it near the corner, he sees another table and stacks it on the already standing table! Kanyon picks up Raymond, and drags him to the corner as he scales up to the top rope, he brings Raymond up with him as Kanyon looks down at the stacked tables below.
BB Gunn: He's not...
Derrick Donovan: He is.
But Raymond is back to life! Laying in the lefts and rights to Kanyon but is pushed to the side by Kanyon, Raymond comes back with an Enzugiuri to Kanyon as he sits on the top. Raymond looks at the tables and then up at Kanyon, he leaps onto the top rope and grabs the head of Kanyon...
[...THE RAYMOND EFFECT...]
(Springboard Ace Crusher)
Raymond bounces right back up to his feet upon impact and holds himself up using the ropes, Kanyon is checked by the referee, The arm goes up, and it falls!
BB Gunn: This is it, it has to be the end.
The arm goes up again, and it falls!
Derrick Donovan: Kanyon might not ever wake up.
The arm goes up one more time.... AND IT FALLS! THE BELL RINGS AND RAYMOND WINS THE HARDCORE WAR!
[...DING DING DING!...]
Alpha: Here is your winner by knockout, James Raymond!
Raymond slumps over in the corner he stumbles back into, medicall staff finally being able to seek attention to both men.
The music plays and instantly everyone in the arena the fans scream so hard they spit up blood after a few seconds. Eventually, Dreadvan's large frame makes it's way through the curtain. He does his best to antagonize the fans, but they scream harder still for the Dreadvan. He makes his way slowly towards the ring, his size makes it a long, drawn out process, but he makes it and waits.
Alpha: The following contest is for one fall! Introducing first, from Blackfish, South Dakota, weighing in at 550lbs, "The Demon" Dreadvan!
"Am I Savage" by Metallica hits the PA. The lights dim and mist forms around the ramp. The tron shows images of a deep dense jungle slowly being traversed and ends up on an image of Primal's hideous mask. His "true face". Primal slowly slinks out of the back and to the stage as the heavy riffs kick in. He looks around until the lyrics start then he lets out a growl and spits on the stage then walks with purpose to the ring where he rolls under the ropes and to his knees. He looks around in pity at the humans who watch him, decked in the horrid trappings of this false "civilization". He slinks to the corner and sits down awaiting his foe.
Alpha: And his opponent, from Deep in The Jungle, weighing in at 288lbs, Primal!
The match begins and the bell rings, both men circle around each other as Dreadvan and Primal meet in the middle with a Collar and Elbow Tie Up but Primal is pushed back into the corner before being whipped into the opposite corner, and crushed with a Corner Splash. Dreadvan goes for the Carwreck early on but Primal counters with a bite down on the head of Dreadvan. Primal falls back and goes for the Corrosion of Conformity but as he strikes, he bounces right back and stumbles over. Dreadvan goes for the Demons Pit, countered and Primal connects a Flatliner. Primal, not satisfied with just that, he locks in a Crossface on Dread but he rolls Primal over and the leg is hooked.
[...ONE…]
[...TW-...]
Derrick Donovan: Dreadvan with the close pinfall, maybe this match might not go on as long as we had hoped.
BB Gunn: Time will tell, Dono.
A kickout by Primal with the shoulder going up. Primal is back to his feet and is met with a flying Dreadvan going for a Hip Attack but he narrowly avoids it. Primal leaps and connects a High Knee to the head of Dreadvan, and then another, and then another. Primal goes for a Lou Thesz Press but Dreadvan counters…
[...THE CARWRECK!...]
BB Gunn: The Carwreck!
Derrick Donovan: This match may as well be over.
But Primal rolls out of the ring, albeit if it’s a smart strategy or taking the effects from the impact of The Carwreck. The referee begins the count for Primal who’s quick to answer and rolls back in at the count of two, Dreadvan goes for a lariat but Primal ducks the arm, leading to Primal going for another High Knee as he leaps into the air. Primal rebounds again and this time for the Lou Thesz Press and The Demon falls! Primal lays in the heavy and lethal headbutts to the skull of Dreadvan. Primal moves to the corner and looks to set up the Corrosion of Conformity once more, hoping for it to strike. Dreadvan makes it back to his feet and…
[...DEMON’S PIT!...]
The Impaler DDT connects and this time, Dreadvan can get the pin.
[...ONE…]
[...TW-...]
Derrick Donovan: Dreadvan might be edging close to victory.
Another kickout near two, Dreadvan gets up and heads to the corner. He turns and pats on the turnbuckle and begins scaling up to the top, all 550 pounds stand on the top rope as he connects a Phoeni- NO! Primal moves out of the way, he stalks Dreadvan in the corner and runs at him…
[...CORROSION OF CONFORMITY!...]
Now, Primal goes for the pin on Dreadvan.
[...ONE…]
[...TW-...]
This time it’s Dreadvan that kicks out, Primal sets his sights on the top rope and begins to climb, Primal sees the dropzone and leaps in the air for The Hair Ball but there’s nobody at home! Dreadvan scales the ropes this time, back turned to Primal and then he leaps…
[...GUARDRAILER!...]
Derrick Donovan: spits out drink
BB Gunn: Man, I need to stop smoking weed before shows.
A Phoenix Splash completely flattens Primal, Dreadvan picks up the lifeless carcass of Primal and lets out a roar
Dreadvan: BE CAUTIOUS OF DEMONS!
And with that said, he plants Primal with…
[...DEMON’S PIT!...]
But Dreadvan keeps Primal in his clutches, lifts him up and plants him down again…
[...DEMON’S PIT!...]
Now, Primal is placed above the head of Dreadvan…
BB Gunn: It's over now...
[...THE CARWRECK!...]
And a pinfall is made.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE...]
Alpha: Here is your winner via pinfall, Dreadvan!
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.
BB Gunn: Hawkfield is pumped and ready, but can he live up to the hype he's been garnering lately?
'Bohemian Rhapsody' hits the PA as the fans loudly boo, albeit despite some minuscule cheers from the nostalgic hardcore fans (Whether they are cheering for the song or Brad Swann, is unclear). "Is this the real life... Is this just fantasy?". The lights dim black with a spotlight shining lonesomely on the ramp. Out from the back strolls the self-proclaimed "Bullet", "The Investor" Brad Swann. Over his shoulder is the XHF European Championship, which he clutches onto tightly, eerily smirking. From behind him stumbles internet sensation Lucas Miller and his father Perry. The crowd roars for Lucas, and Swann turns and stares bullet holes through his apprentice. The business entrepreneur slowly strolls down the ramp, hunched over like a gremlin... The single spotlight following his every move. He looks around at the fans and almost sneers his nose, keeping his cool and clutching the championship tight. When he reaches the ringside area he makes a few slow laps of the ring, still just only the spotlight following him.
Derrick Donovan: How eerie.
BB Gunn: What a freak. I hate everything about Brad Swann.
He eventually walks up the ring steps and enters through the middle rope, wiping his feet on the apron before doing so. He slowly hands the title to the referee, staring him down as though threatening his very existence. The hardcam zooms into his face under the spotlight. Slowly he raises his middle fingers up, garnering a big boo from the live crowd. The lights come back on and Swann, pleased with himself, heads over to his corner.
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Derrick Donovan: Main event time! Last year, the European Championship was outshined by two of the strongest belt holders and AXW Hall of Famers Rob Arnold and Scorpion! Tonight, it takes center stage as the future of this company, Brad Swann and Joel Hawkfield duke it out with the highest prize in the company on the line!
BB Gunn: Isn't the Undisputed Cham-
Derrick Donovan: No. No it's not, BB.
Brad immediately ducks out, and Lucas rushes over on Perry's orders, bringing him a towel to pat out the sweat and a bottle of water for hydration in this god-forsaken heatwave. Swann downs some water, before spitting it in Lucas' face, screaming about how warm it is, and asking if it's tap water because it tastes like piss. Swann rolls back in, and walks towards Hawkfield before being decapitated by a devastating lariat! Swann falls head over heels, and Lucas runs over to ask if he's okay. But he can't get a response as Joel yanks Swann to the center for a firm pinfall.
[...ONE!...]
[...KICKOUT!...]
BB Gunn: Too early for Brad to be put away!
Derrick Donovan: The former majority owner of Champion Wrestling has a lot more in him. If Joel wishes to upset him, he better have taken notes from Dylan Viper!
Swann tries to pull himself up, and Joel beings a ferocious series of offence. A knee to the gut, wristlock shoulder block, and a hard right to lay Swann out on the ropes. Joel runs the ropes, and Swann pulls them down! Joel gets hung over the ropes, balls to the rubber-encased steel cables, and Swann does his family jewels no favors as he yanks them up and down, sending Joel on a ride he won't want to remember. As Joel falls down, Swann spins for a roundhouse kick and topples Joel completely. He quickly scrambles for a cover, but Joel benchpresses him up and lifts him high for a gorilla press drop.
BB Gunn: Joel looks more focused than he's ever been, Dono!
Derrick Donovan: The Mercenary of Destruction wants to brutalize Swann, BB! The title is on the line and he has to do everything he can do knock off Swann!
Joel is back onto Swann, crushing his previously broken nose with some heavy punches! Blood trickles out of Swann's nose, and Lucas goes to throw him a towel! Perry grabs his wrist and gives him a stern talking to on the art of "throwing in the towel."
Swann wipes the blood away and spits in Joel's face, prompting a final punch square in the jaw, knocking Swann silly. Swann rolls away, but Joel advances. Swann lands a few stiff kicks to various parts of Joel's body, stunning him. It gives Swann enough time to run the ropes, cracking Joel's own nose with the PULL-THE-TRIGGER!
Derrick Donovan: RIGHT ON THE KISSER!
BB Gunn: Stiff shot to give 'em both bloody faces!
Joel and Swann are back in their corners, panting, bleeding, planning their next moves. Lucas and Perry stand in Swann's corner, directing him. Or rather, Perry directs and Lucas kinda awkwardly nods and smiles weakly. The ref checks that both men can continue, and lets the two hosses go ham again. Joel quickly grabs Swann and lifts him up for a chokebomb, Swann's face turning shades of purple and red we usually only see when he's pissed. His feet dangle, and Joel plants him in the epicenter of an earthquake.
BB Gunn: Felt like another 5.3 from out in Cali with that impact!
Derrick Donovan: Too soon, BB. Randy's from Cali.
BB Gunn: Who?
Swann stirs, and Joel lifts him up. Swann shoves Joel back and goes for a superkick, but Hawkfield circle blocks the kick, and grabs Swann from behind, DEATHWATCH BRANDING! NO! Swann lands on his feet and sticks an arm between Joel's legs, it's questionable as if it's a low blow. He drives a shoulder into his knee and pulls him back for a roll-up! As the ref slides in, Brad pulls his tights for leverage and kips his feet up on the ropes!
[...ONE!...]
Derrick Donovan: Not like this, Swann can't win like this!
[...TWO!...]
BB Gunn: Ref, look up! See the blasphemy unfolding before you!
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[...THREE!...]
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Derrick Donovan: That son of a bitch!
Brad Swann quickly clambers to his feet and Lucas brings him his European Championship. The crowd chants LUCAS! LUCAS! LUCAS! as he holds the title, and he looks around scared. Swann curls his lip into a snarl, yanking the title from his hands and shoving him back.
Meanwhile, Joel's been arguing with the referee about the bogus call, but the ref saw nothing and refuses to reverse his decision. Enraged, Joel charges Swann and topples him, driving his shoulder into the small of Swann's back. Swann crumples to the mat, and Perry barks orders to Lucas to protect him. Lucas does only what he knows - he grabs Joel and lifts him for the most beautiful german suplex the world's ever seen!
But... he doesn't. He just kinda squirms and Joel looks back, his expression like the ones on Triple H and Stone Cold's faces when Hurricane tries to double chokeslam him. He grabs Lucas like a paperweight and lifts him up, slamming him into the nearest turnbuckle for a SPINAL ADJUSTMENT!
With both Swann and Lucas dead to rights, Joel picks up the European Championship, the championship he believes is rightfully his, and holds it up to the crowd! They roar in approval, and mouths this war isn't over to the camera. He spikes the title onto Swann's chest and storms out of the ring, a look of pure rage on his face.
Derrick Donovan: Well what a turn of events! I don't think Joel finds himself finished with Swann, not for a long time!
BB Gunn: That cheating, maniacal businessman took his shot and not only hit Joel, but pissed him the f*ck off!
Derrick Donovan: Regardless of how these two men feel about each other, their stories may be intertwined still to the future. But for now, we've reached the end of our run time tonight. We'll see you folks next Sunday at Night of Champions 10, as we call one of the highest profile matches on the card, Bobby Barratt vs Anthony Caffrey for the AXW Undisputed Championship! I'm Derrick Donovan...
BB Gunn: ...and I'm BB Gunn, and WE...
Derrick Donovan: ...are...
Derrick and BB: ...ANONYMOUS!
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