..:: Lay Rest to the Wicked [FINALE] ::..
Sept 17, 2019 21:42:48 GMT -5
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Post by Dylan on Sept 17, 2019 21:42:48 GMT -5
A quick video of BB Gunn and Dono backstage, sharing drinks and donuts, lights up the tron.
BB Gunn: Well shit, this is it Dono. Our last commentary job working together.
Derrick Donovan: It's a sad day, Boom Boom. The day where AXW closes for good.
He checks his watch.
Derrick Donovan: They're about to announce us out. See you out there, let's knock it out of the park one more time.
BB Gunn: For AXW!
Dono walks off, and BB finishes off his donut. He then shivers.
BB Gunn: Weird. Feels like I'm being watched.
BB walks off next, and in the background hung up on the wall is a mask. A V mask. With beady little eyes peering through it.
The arena goes dark as "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran plays throughout the arena, pyros start to goes off lighting up the place with red and Gold flames. A throne with the man known as Duke Kosloff rises from the ground and is lifted high into the air by several men in robes as they begin to carry the him and the thrown to the ring. As they reach the ring he steps over the top rope making his way to the center of the ring where he holds his arms high into the air like the one true God of AXW he is as he waits for the bell to ring.
BB Gunn: The formidable Duke Kosloff is here to break down the walls of AXW once more and make AXW feel the burn!
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.
Derrick Donovan: AXW's resident villain has arrived! He hasn't had much of an impact throughout his short tenure within AXW but was willing to come back for one more match.
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, 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.
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 in the ring and gets right in the face of Duke Kosloff, mouthing off to him. Duke remains stone faced as the defiant Dunne walks over to Liam and shoves him back into the corner!
BB Gunn: A barbaric Dunne is making no friends, getting a little early work in on Bradley with that devilish shove!
Sang-Hyun Lee comes out dressed in a fur coat, gucci shoes and the finest in wrestling gear. He looks around before making his way down the ramp way. He continues making is way down to the ring, giving the fans nasty looks and avoiding them like the plague. He gets in the ring.
Sang-Hyun Lee: Cut my music, cut my music! Now that i have your attention let me show you ugly pigs what a real man looks like! Now play my music again!
He takes off his jacket as the music plays and does a seductive dance and pose.
Sang-Hyun Lee: And now that you ladies know what a real man looks like, you can all cry at the fact you'll never get one!
He goes to his corner as he waits for the match to start.
Derrick Donovan: Four very, very bad men are in this ring ready to rumble. Our two End of Days reps, the former muscle of the AVA, and... Liam Bradley.
DING DING! DING DING!
The four people in the ring look around at each other, squaring each other up before trading blows. Dunne is the first to charge, tackling Duke and beginning to rain punches on the giant. This momentarily distracts Lee, who gets low blowed by Bradley to some boos from the crowd!
BB Gunn: That's a shit move, Bradley!
Derrick Donovan: Despite its legality, this is a fatal 4way, meaning there are no disqualifications and no count outs!
BB Gunn: Good thing there's no DQ's, because look who's ringside!
The camera pans to focus on all four members of the Saga mugging Duke! Johnny Sniper; Dunne's cohort in the AWF branch and current AWF United States Champion, Joe Nobody; the shareholder of DW, and critically acclaimed author Travis Monroe. All four of them are putting the hurt on Duke. Dunne holds Duke up by the chin, and the other three step back...
Derrick Donovan: MONROE, SNIPER AND NOBODY JUST HIT ALL OF THEIR SIGNATURE MOVES AT ONCE! LOCK 'N' LOAD, PERFECT PLACEMENT AND SAVING THE DOCUMENT ALL LOOKING TO CONNECT AT ONCE!
BB Gunn: NOOOOO! DUKE BROKE FREE AND STEAMROLLS THE SAGA!
With Duke barreling over his cohorts, Dunne looks to make a hasty retreat, right into a double foot stomp from Liam Bradley!
Duke turns, a murderous gleam in his eyes, and Liam shoots him a thumbs up and points to Dunne on the floor before rolling out of harms way. But he rolls instead into Sang-Hyun Lees tender, loving and caring arms... rather, he rolls into a sleeper hold from the Korean Rick Rude! He flails his arms about, trying to break free, but Lee tightens his grip and flips around him like a snake for the PERFECT LOCK!
Derrick Donovan: What an innovative technical maneuver!
BB Gunn: Sang-Hyun Lee is all about technicality and innovation! ...and flaunting his body at everyone.
Liam delivers a few stiff elbows to Lee, and rolls off, before hitting a step-up enzugiri on the Korean frontman. He ducks it, and connects with a deadly dropkick that topples him to the floor, right beside Duke who's throwing everything at Dunne, except the kitchen sink of course. Chairs litter the floor, and a kendo stick makes it to Dunne's hand, which he cracks over Duke's back! But Duke counters with a baseball bat, clocking Dunne in the jaw! His head flies through as Duke runs to first base to the ring, as Lee superkicks Liam in the jaw. Then, Sang-Hyun Lee and Duke Kosloff are face to face once again.
Derrick Donovan: The crowd is electric, these two know each other very well and have had many battles across the network.
BB Gunn: And they're squaring off again, here and now! Look at them go!
Duke and Lee trade blows. These two have quite the history. Duke killed Lee almost two years ago, but Lee battled back from near-death to rise up and face Duke again. This year, they were both AXW entrants in the 2019 End of Days tournament, and here they are squaring off one more time. You can hear them both screaming at each other, saying "YOU SCREWED AXW OUT OF THE END OF DAYS TOURNAMENT" / "NO, YOU SCREWED US OUT" with each bomb thrown at the other. Liam Bradley rolls back into the ring and tries to give Lee an edge, low blowing Duke. But Duke is a god, and he feels no pain. He grabs Lee and Bradley by the throats, and lifts them both high into the air for a devastating double chokeslam!
Derrick Donovan: Duke's cleaning house! But that wrecking ball Dunne is trying a stealthy move off the top!
Dunne jumps off the turnbuckle and locks in a sleeper on Duke! Duke struggles for a moment, possibly even beginning to fade, when he suddenly spins Dunne around and plants him with a BLACK HOLE SLAM!
BB Gunn: Innovative offence from the ever-evolving Duke!
Duke rolls Dunne out of the ring, going out with him, then takes the stairs beside him and smashes them into Dunne's torso. He then gets back into the ring and picks up Sang-Hyun Lee and Liam Bradley, lifting them both on his shoulders and climbing the ropes...
BB Gunn: KILLING SPREE! KILLING SPREE! HE JUST KILLED THOSE TWO AT THE SAME TIME!
Derrick Donovan: DUKE LEVELED BOTH MEN WITH HIS DEADLY POWERBOMB FINISHER!
Shoving Lee out of the way, Duke plants his foot firmly on the throat of Bradley and demands the referee counts the count.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
Alpha: The winner of this match, "The Soviet Nightmare" Duke Kosloff!
BB Gunn: Duke with a dominant victory here tonight! Sending a message to-LOOK OUT!
A hooded figure runs out and spears Duke right out of his boots! Some lucky fan gets to go home with some Duke shoes, but another fan got to spear him! Security begins to surround the ring as the fan looks around, and dehoods himself.
Derrick Donovan: THAT'S CURTIS D. KANYON!
"BANG!" chants drown the arena as the President of the United States is tackled and dragged out by security! He screams of the injustices, and Duke is curled in a ball leveled after that devestating BANG!
BB Gunn: What a return on the final show for Kanyon! We'll cut to commercial real quick, and in a moment we'll watch the Zaibutsu Death Squad implode!
CA-CAN YOU FEEL IT!?
CAN YOU TOUCH IT!?
GET READY, CAUSE HERE WE GO!
James Dragon stands atop the ramp, holding up the brim of his ZDS cap to look around the rapturous crowd of Lay Rest To The Wicked. He maintains his bored expression and lackadaisical saunter down the ramp but extends both of his arms to touch the knuckles of the AXW faithful.
SEED IS SOWN - I’M CHIPPIN’ IN
ROLL THE BONES - I’M CHIPPIN’ IN
RIP THE CODE - I’M CHIPPIN’ IN
MAYHEM FLOWS!!
Dragon enters the ring and throws his hat into the crowd to a chorus of “ZDS” and “NO ONE GREATER!” He moves over to the corner and slumps down, stoically eyeing the entrance ramp.
BB Gunn: He may not be an AXW guy, but you’d be hard pressed to find anyone on the network more of a renegade than that man James Dragon.
Derrick Donovan: This will be Dragon’s first match back in some time, you have to wonder how solid his technical ability will be against someone like The Anomoly.
As the thrashing guitar riffs begin pulsing into the Legion arena, the crowd becomes unglued cheering for Mr. Undisputed. Anomoly soaks in the admiration atop the stage for what may be the last time in AXW. He foregoes his usual disinterest as part of the ZDS and high fives the fans on the guard rails, even posing with a few wearing ZDS shirts or Anomoly masks, the crowd loudly chants his name as he makes his way towards the ring.
A NEW LEVELLLLLLLL
OF CONFIDEEENCE
AND POWER!
Anomoly climbs on the arpon and scales the turnbuckle from the outside, slowly raising both his arms outwards as the cheers for him somehow ascends, he looks towards his opponent James Dragon and points, before turning his hand into a ‘bring it’ gesture which Dragon smirks at.
BB Gunn: Whether you love him or you hate him, it really doesn’t matter, you can’t have a final AXW show without including this man.
Derrick Donovan: The Anomoly has had, some would argue, the highest number of stand-out moments within the AXW, but tonight the moment he wants is to prove he’s still Mr. Undisputed, against his best friend James Dragon.
[...DING DING! DING DING!...]
Anomoly and Dragon circle one another as the crowd chant ‘ZDS’. Both men glance out into the crowd and seem to loosen up slightly, Dragon raises a fist into the air causing the crowd to cheer, Anomoly laughs under his mask and raises his own, the two touch fists in the air to the delight of the AXW audience.
Only for both men to immediately gut kick the other.
BB Gunn: Ha! There’s no love lost between the ZDS tonight.
Derrick Donovan: Both Anomoly and Dragon have said how important this match-up is to them, I don’t think either can risk hesitation.
After a few seconds clutching their respective stomachs, Dragon and Anomoly charge forward and lock up, Dragon immediately dropping down to flip Anomoly over him with an arm drag. Anomoly is quick back to his feet and runs back towards Dragon who gracefully grabs Anomoly’s arm again and twirls to wrench it, only for Anomoly to flip forward, then back, then roll forward and break Dragon’s hold, deftly getting back up and leaping with a dropkick to Dragon’s chest that sends him to the floor.
Just as quickly, Dragon rises back up and charges shoulder first into Anomoly, backing him into the corner with a thud. Anomoly begins battering Dragon’s back with elbow strikes but doesn’t stop Dragon wrapping his arms around Anomoly’s waist and lifting him overhead for a Northern Lights Suplex!
Derrick Donovan: Anomoly and Dragon coming out of the gates with ferocity.
BB Gunn: They’re bringing out effort we haven’t seen from either of these guys in a long time Dono.
Dragon lifts up Anomoly’s arms and begins stomping on his chest. Stopping after a sixth and letting Anomoly’s arms fall limply to the floor. With the momentum on his side, Dragon lifts up Anomoly by his mask and pushes him back into the turnbuckle. He moves Anomoly’s arms over the ropes exposing his chest, to which Dragon then rears back his arm!
...Only to then stop mid-motion and patronizingly pat Anomoly on the chest.
Derrick Donovan: Dragon likes toying with opponents, seems that even extends to his friends.
BB Gunn: Not the wisest choice to- OH BIG RIGHT HAND!
Dragon staggers back as Anomoly, no doubt taking offense to James’ typical way of fighting, charges forward and continues whaling on Dragon with rights and lefts, hitting him back enough to put Dragon into the opposite turnbuckle across the ring. As Dragon finds himself grasping onto the ropes his chest is lit up with a knife edge chop from Anomoly that definitely connects.
SMACK!
Crowd: Ohhhh!
SMACK!
Crowd: Ohhhh!
SMA-
Dragon grabs Anomoly’s arm as he goes for a fourth chop and spins them both around, pushing Anomoly into the corner and blasting him with a stiff slap. With Anomoly dazed, Dragon grabs his arm, moves forward and then irish whips Anomoly into the opposite corner.
Anomoly hits the turnbuckles hard but has enough sense to see Dragon charging at him with ferocious speed, in the last second Anomoly manages to move out the way, Dragon connecting with a dropkick that hits nothing, he uses his agility to utilize the momentum of his missed attack and falls to his feet, but rises clutching his knee in pain. Dragon looks up just in time to notice Anomoly now running towards him, laying Dragon and Anomoly himself out and over the ropes with a cactus clothesline, where they both crash violently against the canvas and onto the floor.
BB Gunn: Anomoly takes the fight to the outside!
Running no doubt on pure adrenaline, Anomoly rises to his feet first and yanks Dragon up by his hair, irish whipping him into the steel steps which the referee admonishes before he can even start the count.
[...1…]
Anomoly puts the boots to Dragon to weaken him further, though decides not to use the steps to inflict more damage lest the match end in a dq.
[...2…]
[...3…]
Anomoly picks Dragon up but James attempts to get back in the fight by grabbing Anomoly’s mask and yanking it down, blinding him as his eye holes disappear from view. As Anomoly scrambles to re-adjust his mask, Dragon hits him with a boot to gut, then follows up with some stiff forearms to Anomoly’s back.
[...4…]
[...5…]
Dragon quickly pulls Anomoly away from the apron and hoists one of his arms over Dragon’s neck before lifting The Anomoly up into a vertical suplex position.
[...6…]
Derrick Donovan: Dragon letting the blood rush to Anomoly’s head. Wait, I think he’s about to-!
BB Gunn: OH SHI-
Donovan and Gunn rush to the side, throwing off their headsets as Dragon tosses Anomoly back first over the announce table, where he crashes hard against the monitors, chairs and finally the concrete floor.
[...7…]
Dragon rolls into the ring and then back out, resetting the count.
[...1…]
James runs a hand through his hair as he walks around the announcer’s desk to see Anomoly in a heap under the commentator’s chairs and wiring, both Gunn and Donovan stand over Anomoly, talking indistinguishably. Dragon picks Anomoly up by his mask, pulling him out of the wreckage and back onto the outside. With some effort, Dragon picks up the limp weight of Anomoly and rolls him into the ring, following suit and then covering Anomoly for the pin.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO...]
[...NO!...]
Anomoly powers out, Dragon doesn’t appear too surprised at his friend’s resiliency, opting to pick Anomoly up by his mask again and continue the attack. Dragon knees Anomoly a few times in the chest and irish whips him into the ropes. He drops down forcing Anomoly to jump over him, then leapfrogs over Anomoly on the return, as Dragon jumps for a dropkick his face is smashed by the flying boot of Anomoly.
Derrick Donovan: A hellacious claymore kick by Anomoly!
BB Gunn: He rang Dragon’s bell without having to almost break our damn equipment.
Anomoly feels another burst of strength, as Dragon tries to quickly get back to his feet he is dropped by a dropkick from Anomoly, he attempts to get vertical again only to be hit with another dropkick. Anomoly grabs the hair of Dragon attempting to rise once again and smashes his head once more with a headbutt, stunning Dragon and Anomoly himself for a few seconds. Anomoly quickly recovers and pulls Dragon close, grabbing him by his shoulders, then his legs and hoisting him up in a piledriver position….
ROYALE MASSACRE!
Anomoly holds the position for the cover.
[...ONE…]
[...TWO…]
[...KICKOUT!...]
Dragon kicks out but seems too rocked to try and get back to his feet, Anomoly seems unphased as he places two boots to Dragon’s head. Anomoly slams his boot down on Dragon’s head a third time but keeps it there and slowly raises a fist into the air.
BB Gunn: Anomoly’s in control, now he’s decided to do a little mocking of his own!
The crowd cheer Anomoly who then gestures with his fingers for them to yell louder but suddenly he is dropped to the floor as Dragon pulls out his free leg from under him, like a snake Dragon spins Anomoly on the floor and grabs the leg that was previously pinning Dragon down, to which he then-
Derrick Donovan: Oh my god!
BB Gunn: You talk about disrespect!
DRAGON LOCKS ANOMOLY IN, THE PROCESS!
Derrick Donovan: Dragon using Caffrey’s finisher against The Anomoly!
BB Gunn: Hey it’s worked against Anomoly in the past, I think Dragon’s decided to use it for himself!
Dragon wrenches the ankle of Anomoly with a frown on his face, the emotions of the match running high even for someone like himself. Anomoly flails his arms for the closest ropes but they’re close to the centre of the ring with nowhere to go. Anomoly, even with his mask, is visibly in pain but clenches his fist, trying to summon every bit of willpower to not tap to this move of all things.
Derrick Donovan: This might be it for Anomoly, I think he’s close to the edge, WAIT A MINUTE!
Suddenly Anomoly rolls forward, throwing Dragon forward by proxy. Anomoly slips underneath Dragon and grabs his legs to apply a submission of his own!
PULL THE PLUG!
BB Gunn: Anomoly’s patented sharpshooter! Dragon’s in trouble now!
Almost immediately Dragon feels the effects of Anomoly’s finishing submission, he now finds himself struggling to reach the ropes, though slightly closer after Anomoly’s roll through it’s too far to realistically grab. Dragon, painfully, begins crawling forward to try and reach the ropes.
But Anomoly let’s go of the hold, drags him back to the centre and locks it back in!
The normally stoic and disinterested Dragon yells out in pain as Anomoly, sensing victory, leans back to wrench the hold in further!
The referee leans forward to check on Dragon, who’s hand now hovers above the mat struggling not to tap.
BB Gunn: Dragon’s gonna do it! Dragon’s gonna tap! Anomoly’s got him!
Derrick Donovan: Wait, watch out!
Dragon grabs the collar of the Ref and pulls him forward! Sending the referee crashing into Anomoly and making him lose his grip on the hold!
Anomoly forces himself up quickly and moves towards Dragon as fast as possible to not lose momentum but when he gets close to Dragon, the leader of the Zaibatsu shoots his leg up and low blows Anomoly!
Crowd: Ohhhh!
Derrick Donovan: The referee didn’t see it after being used as a weapon, but I think James Dragon just put himself back in this thing.
BB Gunn: Never take your eye off the ball with this guy haha!
As Anomoly crumples to the floor in a heap clutching his groin, Dragon gingerly gets back up, limping slightly as moves towards Anomoly and slaps the back of his head a few times just to further mock his downed friend.
Dragon: Are you Mr. Undisputed?
Dragon’s tone is as emotionless and distant as it usually is but he kneels down, slapping Anomoly’s head one more time and repeats himself with a notable amount of aggression mixed in.
Dragon: Are you Mr. Undisputed!?
Anomoly charges up! Grabbing Dragon by the hair and putting him on his shoulders as he ascends! Anomoly takes Dragon’s other leg and wraps it around his head, putting James in an electric chair position!
Derrick Donovan: Here it comes!
BB Gunn: RAGNA-
Dragon grabs the ropes the pulls himself forward, getting off Anomoly’s shoulders before he could hit his finish!
Dragon rocks Anomoly with a spinning backfist, then drapes Anomoly’s arm over his neck, he hooks Anomoly’s leg and hoists him up!
BB Gunn: DRAGON’S CAUGHT HIM!
Derrick Donovan: FORTU-
Anomoly throws himself forward! Sliding out of Dragon’s grip just as he was prepared to spike Anomoly to the floor, Anomoly raises a leg!
TAKIN’ IT EASY!
Derrick Donovan: SUPERKICK! TO THE JAW OF DRAGON!
Dazed, Dragon stumbles to the side but Anomoly is quick to move under him and put Dragon back onto his shoulders!
RAGNAROK! RAGNAROK!
BB Gunn: THAT’S IT! THAT’S IT!
Derrick Donovan: ANOMOLY JUST DROVE HIS FRIEND’S SKULL DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!
Anomoly, breathlessly, hooks Dragon’s leg for the cover.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THR-...]
The count stops.
The referee stands up and shakes his head to the confusion of the crowd, the commentary team and The Anomoly. The referee points down at Dragon, who has rose shoulder just enough to hover above the canvas.
Anomoly slowly scoots backwards and stares at his friend in what can only be assumed is bafflement.
Derrick Donovan: I DON’T BELIEVE IT, IN ALL MY TIME WITH THE AXW, NOT A SINGLE PERSON HAS EVER KICKED OUT OF THE RAGNAROK!
BB Gunn: The only person to do it was Anomoly himself against his imposter! I don’t think he knows what else to do!
The crowd cheer raucously at the unprecedented durability shown by Dragon.
Crowd: NO ONE GREATER!
CLAP CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP!
Crowd: NO ONE GREATER!
CLAP CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP!
Anomoly shakes his head slightly and rises back to his feet. He stalks Dragon and stares down at him for a few seconds, almost contemplatively. He grabs a handful of Dragon’s hair and slowly begins pulling him up. He slaps Dragon across the face and audibly speaks.
Anomoly: Are you the greatest?
Anomoly kneels down. He slaps Dragon, still dazed and clearly out of it, yet again.
Anomoly: Are you th-
Dragon spits in Anomoly’s face!
Seemingly playing possum, Dragon springs upward and hooks Anomoly’s leg and arm, he hoists Anomoly up and follows suit, wrapping his leg around Anomoly’s and driving him headfirst into the mat!
FORTUNA!
Derrick Donovan: DRAGON WAS REELING HIM IN, GUNN!
BB Gunn: HE’S NOT DONE!
Dragon deftly rolls through, still holding on to Anomoly’s leg and arm and lifts him up yet again!
A SECOND FORTUNA!
Almost for dear life, Dragon wraps his legs as tight as possible around Anomoly’s and holds him in the package position, the ref slides in to make the count.
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THREE!...]
The winner of this match, James. Dragon!
Dragon lays on the floor for a few moments, his chest rising and falling as he sucks in lungfuls of air and his skull on fire after powering through Anomoly’s Ragnarok.
Derrick Donovan: Both members of the Zaibatsu Death Squad beat the hell out of each other tonight, to prove they’ve still got it.
BB Gunn: Well, James Dragon did what he set out to do and did something nobody else in AXW’s done before. That’s not even talking about how it took everything Dragon had and then two Fortuna’s to make sure Anomoly stayed down for the count!
Derrick Donovan: Folks that was one HELL of a fight!
Dragon sits up, with some considerable effort, and looks over at The Anomoly, who has his body draped on the bottom rope by the officials for support.
Dragon scoots towards Anomoly and extends out his fist which Anomoly reciprocates. Again, with effort, Dragon moves forward and grabs Anomoly’s arm, draping it over his neck and helping his masked friend to his feet.
The war is over, and both men have came out with a stronger bond than ever. Anomoly sticks his hand out to Dragon, and James takes his hand and shakes it.
Derrick Donovan: What a display of sportsmanship between two best friends!
Dragon goes to pull away, but then Anomoly yanks him back and stares him down.
BB Gunn: That sportsmanship's gone, Dono. These two are about to go to war again!
Anomoly lets go of Dragon and points to his mask. Dragon coyly raises an eyebrow, and Anomoly turns around and drops to his knees, bending his head forward. Dragon gets the message, and begins to go to work on the mask.
BB Gunn: Dono... Anomoly is unmasking!
Derrick Donovan: This is one of the AXW's best kept secrets! Who is under the Anomoly mask?
Dragon quickly undoes the strings. For someone so non-enthused by everything, even he is eager to unmask this mystery. He rips the mask away, as a shroud of black hair falls over his face. He flips his hair back...
{Spoiler}
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...
BB Gunn: IT'S DYLAN BLACK!
The AXW Crowd erupt into a mix of cheer’s and boo’s, some in disbelief, some in annoyance and some simply enjoying the secret finally being revealed. For his part the normally stoic Dragon can’t help but chuckle as he and Dylan hug and raise each other’s arms, which seems to get the crowd back into the spirit of things with a collective cheer.
Crowd: ZDS! ZDS! ZDS!
Both men exit the ring and head to the back, clearly supporting one another after a hell of a fight.
...
...
BB Gunn: IT'S DYLAN BLACK!
The AXW Crowd erupt into a mix of cheer’s and boo’s, some in disbelief, some in annoyance and some simply enjoying the secret finally being revealed. For his part the normally stoic Dragon can’t help but chuckle as he and Dylan hug and raise each other’s arms, which seems to get the crowd back into the spirit of things with a collective cheer.
Crowd: ZDS! ZDS! ZDS!
Both men exit the ring and head to the back, clearly supporting one another after a hell of a fight.
We cut to the back and see AXW Hall of famer, Scorpion. He’s making his way ready for his match, face focused, determined. He suddenly stops and slowly looks to something off camera. The camera pans around, following his line of sight to reveal Rob Arnold leaning on a wall, his trademark smirk all over his face.
Rob Arnold: Scorps.
His town one of acknowledgement.
Scorpion: Rob.
Scorpion Acknowledges back, to which Rob’s smirk fades and he walks over to his fellow former European Champion. They stand almost eye to eye, not a further word said.
And then…they embrace.
Derrick Donovan: For a moment there I thought...well with these two you don't know what to ever think!
Rob steps back and pats his old friend on the chest.
Rob Arnold: Bring it home.
Scorpion nods, and they go their separate ways.
BB Gunn: I can't believe that these two just stepped in the same room and nothing got broken! Anyway, Scorpion is in action next!
The following contest is for the XHF European Championship!
[...CHEERING...]
Introducing first, from Blackfish, South Dakota. He weighs in at 550lbs... "The Demon" Dreadvan!!
Derrick Donovan: I'm going to miss seeing the monstrosity that is Dreadvan come through that curtain!
BB Gunn: Stop being a bitch! Dreadvan is the longest reigning XHF European Champion in AXW History. That alone qualifies him for one more shot at the title!
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.
And his opponents, first from Seattle, Washington weighing in at 202lbs.... The Stormcrow!!
BB Gunn: HE'S BACK! CROW IS BACK!
Derrick Donovan: For one night only, the Stormcrow, one of the original AXW roster members is back to reclaim what he always said was his, the XHF European Championship!
As the arena darkens, RATM begins to play. The screen plays old images of crows flying through the skies, as the music builds up. As the music kicks in, StormCrow walks out from the gorilla position with his arms outstretched, to cheers from the fans. In one hand he is holding a bottle of whiskey, swishing it as he takes a spin on stage before continuing to the ring.
He circles the ring and slaps hands with fans before getting to the announcers table, depositing his coat and alcohol before sliding into the ring. He mounts the corner turnbuckle, arm in the air for the fans before turning and sitting on the top rope.
Next, from Liverpool, England...
[..CHEERS..]
He weighs in at 250lbs. Please welcome AXW Hall of Fame member... Scorpion!!
"Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people"
Plays over the P.A. system and the crowd begins to roar as the camera pans around the arena showing all of the lonely people while the Beatles sing about Eleanor. The arena lights dim and a spotlight appears on the stage.
"All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?"
Derrick Donovan: The man who started this whole chapter. Scorpion is the guy who brought the XHF European Championship to AXW!
BB Gunn: Only right he gets a chance to leave with it on this final night!
Suddenly Scorpion appears in the spotlight. He whips his hair back and looks around at all the lonely people and smiles for sprinting down to the ring and sliding in. He pops up to his feet and heads over to each side of the ring, drinking in the adoration from fans who are happy to see Scorpion back in action at all, let alone in an AXW ring.
Finally, introducing the Champion. He is from London, England...
[..LOUDER CHEERS..]
Weighing in at 219lbs, he is the XHF European Champion... "The Bullet" Brad Swann!!
'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. 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: Brad Swann. The current reigning and defending XHF European Champion.
BB Gunn: He's had a rough run as of late, but Brad Swann has a habit of coming through when the stakes are high. Well they've never been higher, can he do it tonight?
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.
The Referee checks each man over individually, ending at Swann. He takes the title from Swann and shows it to each corner before raising it up in the middle of the ring as the crowd cheer and the bell rings.
[...DING! DING!...]
All four men look around. No one knows who's going to make the first move and tension hangs in the air as the fans are going wild.
Derrick Donovan: Just look at it! The calibre of athletes in the ring there! If we're shutting up shop, this is the send off you want to give the title!
All of a sudden, we see StormCrow shrug his shoulders and say "Fuck it!" before drilling Scorpion in the side of the head. The crowd pop and Swann immediately jumps on Dreadvan.
Scorpion falls against the ropes, not expecting the attack as Crow goes to work on him. Swann is across the ring hammering on Dreadvan while backing him into the corner. Crow and Swann look at each other and nod.
BB Gunn: Wait did they set this up?!
Swann whips Dreadvan as Crow whips Scorpion across the ring, but Scorpion manages to reverse the whip, sending Crow across the ring into the meaty right arm of Dreadvan! Dreadvan turns around and hits an advancing Swann with another line! Swann and Crow roll to the outside of the ring and Dreadvan feels a tap on the shoulder from Scorpion! Both men stand face to face and the fans are popping as two Legends of the European Championship stand nose to nose!
Derrick Donovan: Oh shit!
BB Gunn: Wait, did you just SWEAR?! Shit Dono, didn't know you had it in ya!
Scorpion and Dreadvan square up as the tension builds. Scorpion gives Dreadvan a nod and Dreadvan reciprcate before both men start hitting each other with rights and lefts! Scorpion is giving as good as he gets against a man who has the edge on him in terms of ring conditioning and size!
BB Gunn: Never thought I'd see the day I said the Demon had a ring conditioning edge on someone!
Derrick Donovan: Well let's be honest, it's been nearly 12 months since Scorpion was in a ring, when he had that titanic battle with Rob Arnold, who we see return to the ring once more later tonight!
Dreadvan starts to get the edge on the veteran Scorpion just as Crow and Swann storm the ring and take out both men! Dreadvan and Scorpion crumple to the ground and Dreadvan slowly rolls out of the ring. Scorpion tries to do the same thing, but Swann has his leg! Scorpion tries to fight off Swann but before he knows it, he sees the boot of Crow heading towards his face!
[..OOF!..]
Scorpion recoils from the kick to the face as Swann sneers at him. All of a sudden Swann is spun around by Crow and drilled with a right to the face! Swann hits the mat hard and Crow covers Scorpion!
[...ONE!...]
The pin gets broken up by Brad Swann! Stormcrow doesn't look happy!
BB Gunn: He can't complain! He hit Swann in the face and this isn't about partnerships!
Derrick Donovan: Of course not, but let's remember Stormcrow never got pinned for that title! He just off and left the ring one night!
BB Gunn: Yeah I remember that a little too well.
Stormcrow gets back to his feet in time to be hit by a running dropkick to the knee from Swann! Crow falls down onto his face and Swann goads him about being the "Real King of Europe!" Swann drops an elbow onto the back of Crow's head and goes for the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW- KICKOUT!...]
Swann looks disappointed that he didn't get the fall there and argues with the Referee, who says it wasn't even close to a near fall! Swann grabs a handful of Crow's hair and tries to pull him back to his feet but gets met with Whiskey Bliss!
Derrick Donovan: Stormcrow back up to his old tricks again!
BB Gunn: He must have snuck a hipflash into the ring!
Swann staggers backwards as the searing pain of the alcohol in his eyes blinds him temporarily. Stormcrow chases him down and clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside! Dreadvan and Scorpion are waiting and start laying into Swann; tossing him into the barrier and then knocking him over into the crowd! Even the crowd start wailing on Swann as Stormcrow looks on, taking in the surroundings of the Legion one more time. He raises his hipflask and toasts the crowd before taking a sip.
[...WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!...]
The crowd surrounding Swann are doing their best to hold him still so Scorpion and Dreadvan can continue their assault. Swann can't defend himself and break free at the same time, so the whole thing becomes scrappy.
BB Gunn: You know I'm surprised how well Scorpion and Dreadvan seem to be getting along at this point!
Derrick Donovan: It's respect! One legend to another. It'll break down when things get messy!
Sure enough a second or two later, the brawl is still continuing then they hear something...
HEY FUCKERS!!
Dreadvan looks up where the noise came from and sees Stormcrow standing on the same balcony he's stood on many times in his AXW tenure.
Derrick Donovan: We all know how this is going to end!
With that, Stormcrow leaps off the balcony, landing on Dreadvan, Scorpion, Swann and a handful of the crowd and Security!!
[...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...]
BB Gunn: Well Stormcrow is as Stormcrow does! One more time for the Legion and the fans are going crazy!
Derrick Donovan: The ones still standing anyway!
Stormcrow gets back to his feet and accepts a drink from one of the fans, taking a sip and handing it back to them before throwing Swann back over the barrier and into the ring! Crow goes for the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[..TH-KICKOUT!...]
Derrick Donovan: So close!
Crow sits up, looking shocked and staring at the Referee, who simply looks back and shakes his head. Crow decides not to press the matter and heads to the top rope! The fans go quiet in anticipation as Crow poses on top of the ropes before feeling something on his leg! Scorpion shoves Stormcrow off the top rope and into the barrier! Scorpion slides into the ring and covers Swann!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW- NO DREADVAN BREAKS UP THE FALL!...]
Scorpion and Dreadvan both stand up and face each other again. Scorpion throws a shot and Van replies with one of his own! It goes back and forth until Swann manages to get to his feet and approach the fight, only for both Dreadvan and Scorpion to drill him with dual strikes before going back to their fight! Finally, Dreadvan gets the upper hand and hits Scorpion with two rights before hauling him up and slamming him! Van makes the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW-KICKOUT!...]
Dreadvan goes for another cover, but before me manages to get all of his weight onto Scorpion, he rolls through and locks in a rushed version of the Scorpion Lock! Dreadvan screams in pain as he tries to fight the hold to no avail as Scorpion lowers his weight onto the lower back of the Demon. BUT WAIT, STORMCROW IS OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A FLYING ELBOW!!
BB Gunn: NEVERMORE! NEVERMORE!
Stormcrow lies on Dreadvan and makes the cover! Scorpion must have slipped away just in time!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...TH- THE FALL GETS BROKEN BY SCORPION!!...]
Scorpion hauls Stormcrow to his feet and drops him with the Scorpion Plex!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THR-NO!!!!...]
Derrick Donovan: STORMCROW GOT HIS FOOT ONTO THE ROPE!! HE BROKE THE COUNT!!
BB Gunn: Scorpion looks livid! He's in the Referee's face about it!
All of a sudden, Swann is back on his feet and spins Scorpion around!
[...INTELLECTUAL IM-NO!!...]
Scorpion managed to escape...
[...DESPERATE MEASURES!!!...]
Scorpion makes the cover!!
[...ONE!!...]
Dreadvan manages to make it to the top rope....
[...TWO!!...]
The ringpost starts to bow
[...GUARDRAILER!!!!!!...]
BB Gunn: Holy shit! Dreadvan hit a Phoenix Splash but Scorpion saw it and managed to roll out of the way!!
Dreadvan is hurt from the impact of the Guardrailer and Stormcrow tosses Scorpion out of the ring!! He makes the cover on Swann!
[...ONE!!...]
[...TWO!!...]
[...THREE!!!...]
[...DING! DING!...]
The winner of the match and the NEW XHF European Champion...Stormcrow!!
BB Gunn: He did it! Stormcrow regained what he said was his all along!
Stormcrow rolls off Swann and kneels in the middle of the ring catching his breath. The Referee hands him the European Championship and he screams, holding it up high as his music plays.
We cut backstage.
Dustin Deflippo: Hi guys, I’m glad you asked me back for the last episode! Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here to introduce a couple of guys who had a special good bye message to AXW…
The camera pans to a red curtained stage. A drum roll plays and then some music as the curtain raises. It’s President Curtis D. Kanyon!
Curtis Kanyon: I am so high, I can hear heaven
I am so high, I can hear heaven
Whoa, but heaven no, heaven don't hear me
And they say
That a hero could save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I'll hold onto the wings of the eagles
Watch as we all fly away!
Curtis points to his left and the camera pans to see Price! He stands in front of a microphone and is staring a hole in Curtis. His music cue comes up, the music still playing, but he says nothing. Curtis motions with his hands to continue. Price just looks agitated.
Curtis Kanyon: Dude, come one. Sing goodbye!
Price shakes his head. The music scratches to a halt.
Curtis Kanyon: But, this is a great song! It’s got eagles, the show is “flying away.” I even gave you the parts about the blood spilling to honor our hardcore feud over the AXW world title! Which I think is very big of me considering I still think you’re an imposter.
Price: Ugh. I thought when you invited me to this last show, it was for a match, or maybe a beat down on someone else, or even honoring my daughter for all her hard work.
Curtis Kanyon: She has been doing great as the head of the Department of Hardcore. You should be proud. You know, if you were her real father.
Price: I am! Damnit, this is the last damn episode of AXW, I don’t have time to re-explain all of this shit to you! Just let it go already!
Curtis Kanyon: Fine, fine, fine. It’s the last show, no need to keep it up I suppose. You’re no fun. I should have invited Anom-O-ly’s twin brother instead.
Price: And I should have came back to find that jerk Akeed instead of doing this.
Curtis Kanyon: We’re just going to fight forever aren’t we?
Price: Any time you want it meat head.
Curtis and Price get face to face and snarl at each other for a tense few seconds. Then they break and chuckle. They look at the camera.
Price: But that’s not what tonight is about. Tonight, we say thank you.
Curtis Kanyon: Yes, thank you to the loyal viewers. Thank you to the incredible staff.
Price: Thank you to the talent that brought out the best of us. Fuck that V guy.
Curtis Kanyon: Yeah, V sucks. But everyone else has been great. Thank you AXW for giving me the opportunity to make people feel… the… BANG!
Price: And I got to maim sooo many people! AXW left a mark on this industry like no other, and don’t dare try to dispute that. Because, I have spoken.
Price throws his arms into a crucifix pose and Curtis throws up the diamond hand symbol as we fade to the next segment.
The Referee checks each man over individually, ending at Swann. He takes the title from Swann and shows it to each corner before raising it up in the middle of the ring as the crowd cheer and the bell rings.
[...DING! DING!...]
All four men look around. No one knows who's going to make the first move and tension hangs in the air as the fans are going wild.
Derrick Donovan: Just look at it! The calibre of athletes in the ring there! If we're shutting up shop, this is the send off you want to give the title!
All of a sudden, we see StormCrow shrug his shoulders and say "Fuck it!" before drilling Scorpion in the side of the head. The crowd pop and Swann immediately jumps on Dreadvan.
Scorpion falls against the ropes, not expecting the attack as Crow goes to work on him. Swann is across the ring hammering on Dreadvan while backing him into the corner. Crow and Swann look at each other and nod.
BB Gunn: Wait did they set this up?!
Swann whips Dreadvan as Crow whips Scorpion across the ring, but Scorpion manages to reverse the whip, sending Crow across the ring into the meaty right arm of Dreadvan! Dreadvan turns around and hits an advancing Swann with another line! Swann and Crow roll to the outside of the ring and Dreadvan feels a tap on the shoulder from Scorpion! Both men stand face to face and the fans are popping as two Legends of the European Championship stand nose to nose!
Derrick Donovan: Oh shit!
BB Gunn: Wait, did you just SWEAR?! Shit Dono, didn't know you had it in ya!
Scorpion and Dreadvan square up as the tension builds. Scorpion gives Dreadvan a nod and Dreadvan reciprcate before both men start hitting each other with rights and lefts! Scorpion is giving as good as he gets against a man who has the edge on him in terms of ring conditioning and size!
BB Gunn: Never thought I'd see the day I said the Demon had a ring conditioning edge on someone!
Derrick Donovan: Well let's be honest, it's been nearly 12 months since Scorpion was in a ring, when he had that titanic battle with Rob Arnold, who we see return to the ring once more later tonight!
Dreadvan starts to get the edge on the veteran Scorpion just as Crow and Swann storm the ring and take out both men! Dreadvan and Scorpion crumple to the ground and Dreadvan slowly rolls out of the ring. Scorpion tries to do the same thing, but Swann has his leg! Scorpion tries to fight off Swann but before he knows it, he sees the boot of Crow heading towards his face!
[..OOF!..]
Scorpion recoils from the kick to the face as Swann sneers at him. All of a sudden Swann is spun around by Crow and drilled with a right to the face! Swann hits the mat hard and Crow covers Scorpion!
[...ONE!...]
The pin gets broken up by Brad Swann! Stormcrow doesn't look happy!
BB Gunn: He can't complain! He hit Swann in the face and this isn't about partnerships!
Derrick Donovan: Of course not, but let's remember Stormcrow never got pinned for that title! He just off and left the ring one night!
BB Gunn: Yeah I remember that a little too well.
Stormcrow gets back to his feet in time to be hit by a running dropkick to the knee from Swann! Crow falls down onto his face and Swann goads him about being the "Real King of Europe!" Swann drops an elbow onto the back of Crow's head and goes for the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW- KICKOUT!...]
Swann looks disappointed that he didn't get the fall there and argues with the Referee, who says it wasn't even close to a near fall! Swann grabs a handful of Crow's hair and tries to pull him back to his feet but gets met with Whiskey Bliss!
Derrick Donovan: Stormcrow back up to his old tricks again!
BB Gunn: He must have snuck a hipflash into the ring!
Swann staggers backwards as the searing pain of the alcohol in his eyes blinds him temporarily. Stormcrow chases him down and clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside! Dreadvan and Scorpion are waiting and start laying into Swann; tossing him into the barrier and then knocking him over into the crowd! Even the crowd start wailing on Swann as Stormcrow looks on, taking in the surroundings of the Legion one more time. He raises his hipflask and toasts the crowd before taking a sip.
[...WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!...]
The crowd surrounding Swann are doing their best to hold him still so Scorpion and Dreadvan can continue their assault. Swann can't defend himself and break free at the same time, so the whole thing becomes scrappy.
BB Gunn: You know I'm surprised how well Scorpion and Dreadvan seem to be getting along at this point!
Derrick Donovan: It's respect! One legend to another. It'll break down when things get messy!
Sure enough a second or two later, the brawl is still continuing then they hear something...
HEY FUCKERS!!
Dreadvan looks up where the noise came from and sees Stormcrow standing on the same balcony he's stood on many times in his AXW tenure.
Derrick Donovan: We all know how this is going to end!
With that, Stormcrow leaps off the balcony, landing on Dreadvan, Scorpion, Swann and a handful of the crowd and Security!!
[...HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!...]
BB Gunn: Well Stormcrow is as Stormcrow does! One more time for the Legion and the fans are going crazy!
Derrick Donovan: The ones still standing anyway!
Stormcrow gets back to his feet and accepts a drink from one of the fans, taking a sip and handing it back to them before throwing Swann back over the barrier and into the ring! Crow goes for the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[..TH-KICKOUT!...]
Derrick Donovan: So close!
Crow sits up, looking shocked and staring at the Referee, who simply looks back and shakes his head. Crow decides not to press the matter and heads to the top rope! The fans go quiet in anticipation as Crow poses on top of the ropes before feeling something on his leg! Scorpion shoves Stormcrow off the top rope and into the barrier! Scorpion slides into the ring and covers Swann!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW- NO DREADVAN BREAKS UP THE FALL!...]
Scorpion and Dreadvan both stand up and face each other again. Scorpion throws a shot and Van replies with one of his own! It goes back and forth until Swann manages to get to his feet and approach the fight, only for both Dreadvan and Scorpion to drill him with dual strikes before going back to their fight! Finally, Dreadvan gets the upper hand and hits Scorpion with two rights before hauling him up and slamming him! Van makes the cover!
[...ONE!...]
[...TW-KICKOUT!...]
Dreadvan goes for another cover, but before me manages to get all of his weight onto Scorpion, he rolls through and locks in a rushed version of the Scorpion Lock! Dreadvan screams in pain as he tries to fight the hold to no avail as Scorpion lowers his weight onto the lower back of the Demon. BUT WAIT, STORMCROW IS OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A FLYING ELBOW!!
BB Gunn: NEVERMORE! NEVERMORE!
Stormcrow lies on Dreadvan and makes the cover! Scorpion must have slipped away just in time!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...TH- THE FALL GETS BROKEN BY SCORPION!!...]
Scorpion hauls Stormcrow to his feet and drops him with the Scorpion Plex!
[...ONE!...]
[...TWO!...]
[...THR-NO!!!!...]
Derrick Donovan: STORMCROW GOT HIS FOOT ONTO THE ROPE!! HE BROKE THE COUNT!!
BB Gunn: Scorpion looks livid! He's in the Referee's face about it!
All of a sudden, Swann is back on his feet and spins Scorpion around!
[...INTELLECTUAL IM-NO!!...]
Scorpion managed to escape...
[...DESPERATE MEASURES!!!...]
Scorpion makes the cover!!
[...ONE!!...]
Dreadvan manages to make it to the top rope....
[...TWO!!...]
The ringpost starts to bow
[...GUARDRAILER!!!!!!...]
BB Gunn: Holy shit! Dreadvan hit a Phoenix Splash but Scorpion saw it and managed to roll out of the way!!
Dreadvan is hurt from the impact of the Guardrailer and Stormcrow tosses Scorpion out of the ring!! He makes the cover on Swann!
[...ONE!!...]
[...TWO!!...]
[...THREE!!!...]
[...DING! DING!...]
The winner of the match and the NEW XHF European Champion...Stormcrow!!
BB Gunn: He did it! Stormcrow regained what he said was his all along!
Stormcrow rolls off Swann and kneels in the middle of the ring catching his breath. The Referee hands him the European Championship and he screams, holding it up high as his music plays.
We cut backstage.
Dustin Deflippo: Hi guys, I’m glad you asked me back for the last episode! Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here to introduce a couple of guys who had a special good bye message to AXW…
The camera pans to a red curtained stage. A drum roll plays and then some music as the curtain raises. It’s President Curtis D. Kanyon!
Curtis Kanyon: I am so high, I can hear heaven
I am so high, I can hear heaven
Whoa, but heaven no, heaven don't hear me
And they say
That a hero could save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I'll hold onto the wings of the eagles
Watch as we all fly away!
Curtis points to his left and the camera pans to see Price! He stands in front of a microphone and is staring a hole in Curtis. His music cue comes up, the music still playing, but he says nothing. Curtis motions with his hands to continue. Price just looks agitated.
Curtis Kanyon: Dude, come one. Sing goodbye!
Price shakes his head. The music scratches to a halt.
Curtis Kanyon: But, this is a great song! It’s got eagles, the show is “flying away.” I even gave you the parts about the blood spilling to honor our hardcore feud over the AXW world title! Which I think is very big of me considering I still think you’re an imposter.
Price: Ugh. I thought when you invited me to this last show, it was for a match, or maybe a beat down on someone else, or even honoring my daughter for all her hard work.
Curtis Kanyon: She has been doing great as the head of the Department of Hardcore. You should be proud. You know, if you were her real father.
Price: I am! Damnit, this is the last damn episode of AXW, I don’t have time to re-explain all of this shit to you! Just let it go already!
Curtis Kanyon: Fine, fine, fine. It’s the last show, no need to keep it up I suppose. You’re no fun. I should have invited Anom-O-ly’s twin brother instead.
Price: And I should have came back to find that jerk Akeed instead of doing this.
Curtis Kanyon: We’re just going to fight forever aren’t we?
Price: Any time you want it meat head.
Curtis and Price get face to face and snarl at each other for a tense few seconds. Then they break and chuckle. They look at the camera.
Price: But that’s not what tonight is about. Tonight, we say thank you.
Curtis Kanyon: Yes, thank you to the loyal viewers. Thank you to the incredible staff.
Price: Thank you to the talent that brought out the best of us. Fuck that V guy.
Curtis Kanyon: Yeah, V sucks. But everyone else has been great. Thank you AXW for giving me the opportunity to make people feel… the… BANG!
Price: And I got to maim sooo many people! AXW left a mark on this industry like no other, and don’t dare try to dispute that. Because, I have spoken.
Price throws his arms into a crucifix pose and Curtis throws up the diamond hand symbol as we fade to the next segment.
Alpha: The following contest is set for one fall!
[...ONE FALL!...]
Alpha: And it is your Main Event for Lay Rest To The Wicked, a Triple Threat Match for the AXW Undisputed Championship! Introducing the challengers, first...
The entire arena goes dark. Dead silence beside the murmuring of the crowd. However, the sounds of an eerie night are played. The sound of wildlife rustling, the sound of movement and the wind blowing by in a haunting pattern, and then eventually the sound of a wolf howling before the lights turn back on, bathing the arena in a dim, royal purple. Suddenly...
"Video Kid" by The Birthday Massacre plays. The quiet, electronic notes at the beginning of the song are accompanied by a rising, ethereal mist over the stage. The purple lights brighten as a dark, skinny silhouette begins to rise from seemingly nowhere as a mixture of cheers and boos are heard from the crowd once they realize who it is as he steps forward to reveal himself.
Next phase, next craze, next nothing new.
Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue.
Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two.
Turned him into a video kid like you.
I know we're just pretending.
The Prince of Darkness, Vincent Draven's red eyes scan the crowd slowly and carefully. Seemingly surprised by the cheers he hears, evident on the look on the pale prince's face. The crowd has somewhat a liking for him, not as much as they do for Rob Arnold- But they had hope. Hope that Anthony Caffrey will finally be beaten, and this match seems like it will finally happen. The vampire wears a cape over his dress shirt, vest, and tie as he walks forward from the ramp. His eyes focusing on the squared circle ahead, he knows what he has to do- And the confidence on his face shows that he plans on doing exactly that: Winning.
I know we're just pretending.
There's no window for escape.
I know you see right through me.
There's no promise left to break.
He climbs up the steps onto the apron. Briefly looking around, baring his fangs with a loud hiss- And then a sharp-toothed grin as he enters the ring through the middle rope. Draven undoes the cape chained around his shoulders and tossed it over. He is more than ready to begin, as he moves to his corner of the ring.
This was it. This was his moment, and he was ready for it.
Alpha: Hailing from "The Darkness" and weighing in tonight at two-hundred and nineteen pounds... He is "The Vampire Prince" VIIIIINCENNNNNT DRAAAAAAVENNNN!
The lights dim down as the echoing intro to "St Patrick" by PVRIS begins to fill the arena and a single spotlight hits the entrance.
"You give me something to talk about (something to talk about), HEY."
The song bursts into life, and Rob Arnold slowly enters the arena. Dressed in ring gear and an all black hoodie which restricts the view of his face, he surveys his surroundings, nodding as he can feel the crowd cheering as he steps towards the top of the ramp. Staring ahead of him, offering little but a trademark smirk he places his right foot forward and takes to a knee and then flings back his hood with his right hand. Arnold stares straight ahead towards the ring once more, before slowly standing. Before he walks down the ramp, he looks to the camera and walks up to it, he mouths "one last time" before turning and walking confidently down the ramp.
"I know it's chemicals, that make me cling to you (cling to you)
Oh and I need a miracle, to get away from you (way from you)
I know it's chemicals (that make me cling to you, cling to you)
And I need a miracle (to make me stay with you, stay with you)
And I'm not spiritual (but please stay)
'Cause I think you're a saint, and I think you're an angel."
Rob approaches the ring and runs his hand along the apron before approaching and walking up the steps, and then through the ropes and into the ring.
"I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to talk about (something to talk about)
I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to think about, that's not the shit in my head
You're a miracle
You're a miracle (a miracle)"
Arnold heads straight for the opposite corner and climbs the second turnbuckle and smirks, before slowly raising his arms out wide, feeding from the crowd's energy in the process. Another smirk, and he hops back down, removing his hoodie and preparing for the match.
Alpha: From Bristol, England...
[...LOUD CHEERS...]
Alpha: He weighs in tonight at two-hundred and thirty-eight pounds... ROBBBBBBBB ARRRRRRNOLLLLLLD!
The attention in the arena focuses on the screen as "London Bridge is Falling Down" begins to play. It is not the wholesome children's tune we all know, but instead a fully-grown man singing as a creepy vibe radiates throughout the arena. The music suddenly stops as the music shuts off.
Two live violinists announce their presence by playing as loud as physically possible, and with fire shooting out of their violins. Their volume is matched by the roaring engine of a vehicle. The vehicle revs up its engine louder as it makes its way out to the arena. The car is a rusted and beaten V8 Interceptor, but it still makes a hell of a lot of noise as the camera zooms in to reveal the driver.
The driver emerges from the vehicle. It is the AXW Undisputed Champion, Anthony Caffrey, dressed in a black leather jacket with black "Bend the Knee" trunks. He is wearing the Immortan Joe mask, complete with large tubes, as he looks on at the crowd. Underneath the mask is his sinister smile as the crowd boos for one last time, and he heads down to the ring.
Caffrey stops at the ring steps, before looking back up at his two opponents, already in the ring. He removes the mask, revealing the smile to the rest of the crowd as they continue to boo the champion. His championship is wrapped firmly around the waist as he points to both men and proclaims that "three men enter, one will be able to walk". He points to their ankles and mimics a snapping as he has done throughout his AXW career as he steps in.
Caffrey unstraps the championship for perhaps its final time after removing his leather jacket. A lot of emotions swell up in him at once: frustration, anger, and disappointment are just three of them. He looks up at the booing crowd, and a fourth one fills him: pride. He kisses the championship, knowing it will be waiting for him on the other side of this match, and gives one last sinister smile as he stands in his corner.
BB Gunn: It all comes down to this, our final ever AXW match.
Derrick Donovan: Let it begin!
[...DING DING...]
The match begins, all three men stands in their respected corners as the crowd are loud and ecstatic for this match. Both Draven and Arnold look at each other before walking closer and closer to each other until they're nose to nose with one another. Caffrey watches on from his corner, crouching down and hoping both men start their fight but they don't... They both slowly turn to Caffrey and that leaves a terrified look on his face as he slides underneath the bottom rope. Arnold gives chase on Caffrey, leading him around the ring before an unexpected Suicide Dive from Draven onto Caffrey sends him over the barricades. Arnold climbs over the cade and comes right after Caffrey, bringing each punch down onto his skull with more force on every strike. Arnold grabs him and picks him up, throwing him back to ringside where Caffrey meets the same fate with Draven, punching with sadistic intent on his mind.
BB Gunn: I've never seen Caffrey so vulnerable before in my life, he's going through hell and back with both these men and you can definitely see that.
Derrick Donovan: But I've seen Caffrey bounce back from worse, he still has it in him, BB.
Draven tosses Caffrey back into the ring, pulling a Steel Chair from underneath the ring and then entering along with Rob. Draven brings the chair up high but is stopped by Rob, pulling the chair from Draven's hands and then-
CRACK!
Rob smashes the chair on the head of Draven, kicking the lifeless body of Draven out of the ring before turning back to Caffrey, leaving it to be himself and Caffrey alone. A moment he's waited a long time for. Rob walks over and places a foot on the ankle of Caffrey, who's trying his best to drag himself to the ropes. Caffrey looks behind him and sees it to be Rob Arnold but he sweeps the leg of Arnold and then pounces onto Arnold with some forearm strikes that rock Arnold. Caffrey gets back to his feet and begins his stomping stampede on the rib cage of Arnold. Draven comes back into the match with a Springboard Dropkick onto Caffrey.
Derrick Donovan: And Draven flies! Dropkicking Caffrey right off of Rob.
BB Gunn: He's not one to bounce off the ropes but maybe he could have taught himself some new tricks to show off.
Caffrey goes back onto the ropes, but Draven is back to his feet and striking Caffrey in the abdomen in the corner. Draven runs to the opposite corner, and comes running back at Caffrey with a full head of steam as he goes for a Dropkick right to the head! Caffrey slumps over in the corner as Draven goes back to the corner for some momentum, running right back and leaping for a Hesitation Dropkick to Caffrey! Draven drags Caffrey out of the corner, leaving him sitting upright before he rebounds off the ropes with a sickening Penalty Kick! Draven goes for the cover on Caffrey, with a leg hooked.
[...ONE...]
[...TW-...]
Kickout by Caffrey, absolutely stunned with the flurry of offense by Draven. Draven brings Caffrey back to the seated position once again, rebounding off the ropes once again and connecti-
SUPERKIIIICK!
Arnold comes out of nowhere with the Superkick that sends Draven back and through the ropes, right to the outside. Rob looks over the ropes and sees the slumped over body of Draven laid out on the floor, but he feels arms around his waist, it's Caffrey's and he goes for a German Suplex on Arnold but he lands on his feet and delivers a kick to Caffrey. Arnold takes a few steps back, watching Caffrey get up onto his hands and knees.
BB Gunn: Are we going to see it?! Is this the end of Caffrey?
Derrick Donovan: Shaaaaaateredddddd...
Arnold runs, leaps with one foot hovering over Caffrey's head but Caffrey grabs the ankle! He's looking for The Process but Arnold is too smart for that, kicking Caffrey off before he could grapevine the leg of Arnold. Arnold gets back to his feet and wraps his arms around the waist of Caffrey, dropping him right on his neck with a sickening German Suplex. But Arnold doesn't let go! Keeping a hold of Caffrey's waist, he brings him back onto his feet and drops Caffrey again on his neck with another German Suplex, but like before, Arnold brings him back to his feet to finish the trifecta of German Suplexes on Caffrey! Keeping a bridge on the final as he lands down on his neck with the shoulders down.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
Draven breaks up the count as he once again re-enters the match. Caffrey rolls out of the ring, leaving just Draven and Arnold in the ring. Draven goes for the Step Up Enzuigiri but Rob moves out of the way and attempts the German on Draven but he shows his fangs and bites down on the hand of Arnold! He's quick to let go of Draven, who wastes no time connecting the Superkick on Rob as he falls down onto one knee, Draven swings the leg to finish the Pendulum Blade but Arnold grabs the leg at the last second, applying the Ankle Lock on Draven! But with Draven close to the ropes, he uses them to bring himself up to one foot but Arnold connects a Dragon Screw Leg Whip on Draven, sending him across the ring.
Derrick Donovan: This is already looking to be a hell of a main event, and it looks like Rob Arnold is always one step further than everyone else.
BB Gunn: He's got the most experience in that ring, those are just one of the many perks to have.
Arnold grabs the waist of Draven, looking for those trifecta of German Suplexes again, but as he brings Draven overhead, he lands on his feet, grabbing the wrist of Arnold and twisting him around for
DRAVEN'S INFERNO!
Ripcord Knee Strike
Arnold falls flat on his back as Draven goes for a Jackknife cover!
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THR-...]
Arnold kicks out in time, all the while, Caffrey was rushing to get back into the ring as he only was able to make it half way under the bottom rope and too far away out of Draven's count. Draven takes notice of Caffrey trying to get back into the ring, grabbing his hair and dragging him further into the ring but Caffrey goes low! Leaving Draven laying on the mat holding his jewels, Caffrey finally gets back to his feet and begins to survey his surroundings. He looks to Rob, grabbing the bottom rope as he begins to pull himself up and then walks slowly over to him, grabbing him by the head and pulling him into the middle of the ring. He grabs the head into a DDT position, possibly looking for Brotherly Love but Draven comes back to life and still feeling the effects of the low blow but he's stopped by Caffrey dropping Arnold and near taking Draven's head off with a Lariat.
Derrick Donovan: And this is where Caffrey is at his best, standing tall with nobody to stop him.
BB Gunn: And he might pull it off now, that Draven's Inferno rocked Rob and the low blow surely took it's effects on Draven.
Derrick Donovan: Well, The Philadelphia Phighter has always been one for throwing his dirty tactics around to turn the tide of a match.
Caffrey looks to Arnold, getting to his feet, waiting in the corner as swirls his arm around like he's preparing the Imperial Seal. Caffrey runs, Arnold ducks, Draven connects the Superkick...
PLUNGE INTO DARKNESS!
Codebreaker
Caffrey is laid out once again! Never would he have thought his opponents would team to take him out! Draven then grabs the wrist of Arnold once again, twisting him aroun-
PLUNGE INTO DARKNESS!
This time on Draven! Arnold backs himself into a corner, watching Draven rise to his hands and knees as he runs up and leaps for
SHATTERED ICE!
Curb Stomp
BB Gunn: Holy shit! Rob connects Shattered Ice!
Derrick Donovan: Cover him, Rob! Cover him!
Arnold turns the lifeless body of Draven over, covering and hooking his leg for the count.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
NO! Caffrey breaks the count! Caffrey saves his reign by a millisecond and Arnold is livid! He takes a few steps back, watching Caffrey do the same as Draven just a moment ago.
SHATTERED ICE!!
Arnold takes no time to cover Caffrey!
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
NO! AGAIN WITH DRAVEN! Breaking the pinfall and leaving Arnold livid as both attempts to become Undisputed Champion are stopped as the milliseconds!
BB Gunn: Good lord almighty! How am I seeing this all happen with my very own eyes!?
Derrick Donovan: Because you have them open but both Curb Stomps stopped! Nobody wants to give this up as soon as they could! This will be a fight to the death if they don't give up soon!
Arnold grabs Draven's leg, grapevining it as he locks in the Ankle Lock! It's applied in the middle of the ring with nowhere to go for Draven to go! Draven begins to squirm his way to the ropes for leverage but Rob Arnold wrapped around his leg like the anchor of a ship, he cannot move from where he lays. Caffrey gains consciousness and notices what's happening in front of him, crawling his way over and grabbing Draven's other leg...
THE PROCESS IS LOCKED IN!
Caffrey twists and torques at the ankle as much as he could, hoping for a tap out victory but Arnold is still wrapped around the leg of Draven with his own version of the hold. Caffrey grapevines as he gives a nod to Arnold. Now both men hold Draven down with an Ankle Lock! Draven is screaming in pain! Caffrey notices Arnold not giving up the hold and then swings for a punch on Arnold and he answers back with a punch of his own. They both let go of the hold as Draven rolls out of the way and onto the apron and both men raise to their knees, exchanging blows on one another.
Derrick Donovan: And now Rob and Caffrey are trading blows until one passes out, this is really showing how badly they need this win!
BB Gunn: They all want to be the final Undisputed Champion, and it might come down to these two men.
Both men are now back to their feet exchanging blows until Caffrey seems to take the advantage, striking down on Arnold with great force but Arnold answers back with a shot to the abdomen, going behind Caffrey and grabbing his waist but Caffrey grabs the arm and breaks free, pulling Arnold in for
IMPERIAL SEAL!
Bullhammer Elbow
Arnold falls down into a seated position, Caffrey points to the top rope and heads to the ropes, going to the apron and begins his climb but Draven meets him on the other end, going shot for shot on Caffrey as they both stand on the top rope, Draven then bare his fangs once again, biting into the neck of Anthony Caffrey! His eyes begin to roll into the back of his head as Draven turns him around. Arnold gets back to his feet, and climbs onto the second rope from the outside. Draven goes overhead as Arnold goes for a Sunset Flip into a Powerbomb on Caffrey whilst Draven connects
ALL NIGHTER DDT!
Avalanche Shiranui
Spiking Caffrey's head to the mat as he falls! All three men are laid out on their backs, the war starting to take effect on them.
Derrick Donovan: This match is one of the finest Main Events I have ever seen!
BB Gunn: But who'll be the first to their feet? They might have a chance if they look down at the fallen Caffrey in the ring!
It is Draven who's first to move, followed by Arnold. Draven strikes with a kick to the rib cage, but Arnold answers back with his own, they begin to trade kicks with both trading Roundhouse Kicks to the head. Draven goes for the Superkick but Arnold ducks, going for his ow-
BLOOD MIST FOLLOWED BY CAPRE NOCTEM!
Draven hooks the legs of Arnold!
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE-...]
NO! HE KICKED OUT! ARNOLD KICKED OUT! Draven is STUNNED by the fact that Rob kicked out of the Capre Noctem, but again, wastes no time to bring him to his feet.
PLUNGE INTO DARKNESS!
Draven stumbles back, right into position for
SHATTERED ICE!!!!
Derrick Donovan: THIS IS IT! ROB ARNOLD IS THE NEW...
[...ONE...]
Derrick Donovan: UNDISPUTED...
[...TWO...]
Derrick Donovan: CHAMPION...
[...THREE-...]
BB Gunn: HOW!?
Draven kicked out at the last millisecond, and again, Rob is stunned and in awe over what he's seeing! Arnold gets back to his feet, watching Draven like a hawk as he looks for another Shattered Ice... CAFFREY! GRABBING ARNOLD IN THE DDT POSITION...
BROTHERLY LOVE!
Legsweep DDT
Derrick Donovan: Not like this! Not like this!
SPIKING ARNOLD ON HIS HEAD! THE COVER AND THE COUNT...
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THRE-...]
DRAVEN BREAKS UP THE COUNT!
Once again, all three men are left laying down and out of breath... Everyone but Caffrey, down on his knees as he keeps his eyes on Arnold. He gets back to his feet and walks over, pulling Arnold back up to his feet, swinging for the Imperial Seal but Arnold ducks, Superkick! Caffrey stumbles back onto the ropes, rebounding with a discus version of the Imerpial Seal! Arnold falls and rolls out of the ring, Caffrey slamming down on the mat with frustration and anger. He then places his focus on a prone Vincent Draven, walking over and standing on his right ankle before stomping at it multiple times, Caffrey has snapped and is going to make sure that Draven will not walk again. He grabs the leg, and then the ankle before applying The Process! It's locked in but Caffrey doesn't grapevine immediately, instead watching Draven sqirm in agony. Draven grabs the ropes but they don't break the hold and Caffrey knows that, but Draven grabs the wrist of Caffrey from underneath before going between Caffrey's legs whilst still holding onto the wrist, grabbing the other arm and running towards the middle of the ring for
CARPE NOCTEM!
THE FANS EXPLODE IN A CHAOTIC POP! DRAVEN HOOKS THE LEG!
Derrick Donovan: Hold on! Wait a second...
[...ONE...]
Arnold slides back into the ring, he then takes notice of the pinfall happening...
[...TWO...]
He gets back to his feet, leaping in the air to break the count...
[...THREE!...]
HE'S TOO LATE! THE BELL IS RUNG AND THE FANS HAVE ERUPTED IN A MASSIVE AMOUNT OF CHEERS!
BB Gunn: WHATTTTT?
Derrick Donovan: VINCENT DRAVEN! THE IMPOSSIBLE! THE REIGN OF CAFFREY IS OVERRRRRR!!!
Alpha: Here is your winner, and NEWWWWWWWWWW AXW Undisputed Champion... VINCENT DRAAAAAVENNNNN!
Vincent Draven cannot believe it, he's beaten Caffrey for the AXW Undisputed Championship. The referee hands Draven the belt as he raises it up high for everyone to see.
Derrick Donovan: What a monumental way to end Lay Rest To The Wicked, what a way to end AXW, what a show, Boom Boom!
BB Gunn: Dono, tonight was full of holy shit moments and this one... Tops it all off.
Derrick Donovan: We want to thank you everyone at home for watching, supporting and staying true to AXW for the last two years. For the final time ever, my name is Derrick Donovan...
BB Gunn: And I'm Boom Boom, B.B. Gunn...
Derrick Donovan: Goodnight, and farewell to AXW.
The final show we see is of Vincent Draven surrounded by his Cure brethren, and the AXW Undisputed Championship raised over his head before the shows fades... to black.
"Video Kid" by The Birthday Massacre plays. The quiet, electronic notes at the beginning of the song are accompanied by a rising, ethereal mist over the stage. The purple lights brighten as a dark, skinny silhouette begins to rise from seemingly nowhere as a mixture of cheers and boos are heard from the crowd once they realize who it is as he steps forward to reveal himself.
Next phase, next craze, next nothing new.
Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue.
Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two.
Turned him into a video kid like you.
I know we're just pretending.
The Prince of Darkness, Vincent Draven's red eyes scan the crowd slowly and carefully. Seemingly surprised by the cheers he hears, evident on the look on the pale prince's face. The crowd has somewhat a liking for him, not as much as they do for Rob Arnold- But they had hope. Hope that Anthony Caffrey will finally be beaten, and this match seems like it will finally happen. The vampire wears a cape over his dress shirt, vest, and tie as he walks forward from the ramp. His eyes focusing on the squared circle ahead, he knows what he has to do- And the confidence on his face shows that he plans on doing exactly that: Winning.
I know we're just pretending.
There's no window for escape.
I know you see right through me.
There's no promise left to break.
He climbs up the steps onto the apron. Briefly looking around, baring his fangs with a loud hiss- And then a sharp-toothed grin as he enters the ring through the middle rope. Draven undoes the cape chained around his shoulders and tossed it over. He is more than ready to begin, as he moves to his corner of the ring.
This was it. This was his moment, and he was ready for it.
Alpha: Hailing from "The Darkness" and weighing in tonight at two-hundred and nineteen pounds... He is "The Vampire Prince" VIIIIINCENNNNNT DRAAAAAAVENNNN!
The lights dim down as the echoing intro to "St Patrick" by PVRIS begins to fill the arena and a single spotlight hits the entrance.
"You give me something to talk about (something to talk about), HEY."
The song bursts into life, and Rob Arnold slowly enters the arena. Dressed in ring gear and an all black hoodie which restricts the view of his face, he surveys his surroundings, nodding as he can feel the crowd cheering as he steps towards the top of the ramp. Staring ahead of him, offering little but a trademark smirk he places his right foot forward and takes to a knee and then flings back his hood with his right hand. Arnold stares straight ahead towards the ring once more, before slowly standing. Before he walks down the ramp, he looks to the camera and walks up to it, he mouths "one last time" before turning and walking confidently down the ramp.
"I know it's chemicals, that make me cling to you (cling to you)
Oh and I need a miracle, to get away from you (way from you)
I know it's chemicals (that make me cling to you, cling to you)
And I need a miracle (to make me stay with you, stay with you)
And I'm not spiritual (but please stay)
'Cause I think you're a saint, and I think you're an angel."
Rob approaches the ring and runs his hand along the apron before approaching and walking up the steps, and then through the ropes and into the ring.
"I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to talk about (something to talk about)
I said ooh, oooh, you give me something to think about, that's not the shit in my head
You're a miracle
You're a miracle (a miracle)"
Arnold heads straight for the opposite corner and climbs the second turnbuckle and smirks, before slowly raising his arms out wide, feeding from the crowd's energy in the process. Another smirk, and he hops back down, removing his hoodie and preparing for the match.
Alpha: From Bristol, England...
[...LOUD CHEERS...]
Alpha: He weighs in tonight at two-hundred and thirty-eight pounds... ROBBBBBBBB ARRRRRRNOLLLLLLD!
The attention in the arena focuses on the screen as "London Bridge is Falling Down" begins to play. It is not the wholesome children's tune we all know, but instead a fully-grown man singing as a creepy vibe radiates throughout the arena. The music suddenly stops as the music shuts off.
Two live violinists announce their presence by playing as loud as physically possible, and with fire shooting out of their violins. Their volume is matched by the roaring engine of a vehicle. The vehicle revs up its engine louder as it makes its way out to the arena. The car is a rusted and beaten V8 Interceptor, but it still makes a hell of a lot of noise as the camera zooms in to reveal the driver.
The driver emerges from the vehicle. It is the AXW Undisputed Champion, Anthony Caffrey, dressed in a black leather jacket with black "Bend the Knee" trunks. He is wearing the Immortan Joe mask, complete with large tubes, as he looks on at the crowd. Underneath the mask is his sinister smile as the crowd boos for one last time, and he heads down to the ring.
Caffrey stops at the ring steps, before looking back up at his two opponents, already in the ring. He removes the mask, revealing the smile to the rest of the crowd as they continue to boo the champion. His championship is wrapped firmly around the waist as he points to both men and proclaims that "three men enter, one will be able to walk". He points to their ankles and mimics a snapping as he has done throughout his AXW career as he steps in.
Caffrey unstraps the championship for perhaps its final time after removing his leather jacket. A lot of emotions swell up in him at once: frustration, anger, and disappointment are just three of them. He looks up at the booing crowd, and a fourth one fills him: pride. He kisses the championship, knowing it will be waiting for him on the other side of this match, and gives one last sinister smile as he stands in his corner.
BB Gunn: It all comes down to this, our final ever AXW match.
Derrick Donovan: Let it begin!
[...DING DING...]
The match begins, all three men stands in their respected corners as the crowd are loud and ecstatic for this match. Both Draven and Arnold look at each other before walking closer and closer to each other until they're nose to nose with one another. Caffrey watches on from his corner, crouching down and hoping both men start their fight but they don't... They both slowly turn to Caffrey and that leaves a terrified look on his face as he slides underneath the bottom rope. Arnold gives chase on Caffrey, leading him around the ring before an unexpected Suicide Dive from Draven onto Caffrey sends him over the barricades. Arnold climbs over the cade and comes right after Caffrey, bringing each punch down onto his skull with more force on every strike. Arnold grabs him and picks him up, throwing him back to ringside where Caffrey meets the same fate with Draven, punching with sadistic intent on his mind.
BB Gunn: I've never seen Caffrey so vulnerable before in my life, he's going through hell and back with both these men and you can definitely see that.
Derrick Donovan: But I've seen Caffrey bounce back from worse, he still has it in him, BB.
Draven tosses Caffrey back into the ring, pulling a Steel Chair from underneath the ring and then entering along with Rob. Draven brings the chair up high but is stopped by Rob, pulling the chair from Draven's hands and then-
CRACK!
Rob smashes the chair on the head of Draven, kicking the lifeless body of Draven out of the ring before turning back to Caffrey, leaving it to be himself and Caffrey alone. A moment he's waited a long time for. Rob walks over and places a foot on the ankle of Caffrey, who's trying his best to drag himself to the ropes. Caffrey looks behind him and sees it to be Rob Arnold but he sweeps the leg of Arnold and then pounces onto Arnold with some forearm strikes that rock Arnold. Caffrey gets back to his feet and begins his stomping stampede on the rib cage of Arnold. Draven comes back into the match with a Springboard Dropkick onto Caffrey.
Derrick Donovan: And Draven flies! Dropkicking Caffrey right off of Rob.
BB Gunn: He's not one to bounce off the ropes but maybe he could have taught himself some new tricks to show off.
Caffrey goes back onto the ropes, but Draven is back to his feet and striking Caffrey in the abdomen in the corner. Draven runs to the opposite corner, and comes running back at Caffrey with a full head of steam as he goes for a Dropkick right to the head! Caffrey slumps over in the corner as Draven goes back to the corner for some momentum, running right back and leaping for a Hesitation Dropkick to Caffrey! Draven drags Caffrey out of the corner, leaving him sitting upright before he rebounds off the ropes with a sickening Penalty Kick! Draven goes for the cover on Caffrey, with a leg hooked.
[...ONE...]
[...TW-...]
Kickout by Caffrey, absolutely stunned with the flurry of offense by Draven. Draven brings Caffrey back to the seated position once again, rebounding off the ropes once again and connecti-
SUPERKIIIICK!
Arnold comes out of nowhere with the Superkick that sends Draven back and through the ropes, right to the outside. Rob looks over the ropes and sees the slumped over body of Draven laid out on the floor, but he feels arms around his waist, it's Caffrey's and he goes for a German Suplex on Arnold but he lands on his feet and delivers a kick to Caffrey. Arnold takes a few steps back, watching Caffrey get up onto his hands and knees.
BB Gunn: Are we going to see it?! Is this the end of Caffrey?
Derrick Donovan: Shaaaaaateredddddd...
Arnold runs, leaps with one foot hovering over Caffrey's head but Caffrey grabs the ankle! He's looking for The Process but Arnold is too smart for that, kicking Caffrey off before he could grapevine the leg of Arnold. Arnold gets back to his feet and wraps his arms around the waist of Caffrey, dropping him right on his neck with a sickening German Suplex. But Arnold doesn't let go! Keeping a hold of Caffrey's waist, he brings him back onto his feet and drops Caffrey again on his neck with another German Suplex, but like before, Arnold brings him back to his feet to finish the trifecta of German Suplexes on Caffrey! Keeping a bridge on the final as he lands down on his neck with the shoulders down.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
Draven breaks up the count as he once again re-enters the match. Caffrey rolls out of the ring, leaving just Draven and Arnold in the ring. Draven goes for the Step Up Enzuigiri but Rob moves out of the way and attempts the German on Draven but he shows his fangs and bites down on the hand of Arnold! He's quick to let go of Draven, who wastes no time connecting the Superkick on Rob as he falls down onto one knee, Draven swings the leg to finish the Pendulum Blade but Arnold grabs the leg at the last second, applying the Ankle Lock on Draven! But with Draven close to the ropes, he uses them to bring himself up to one foot but Arnold connects a Dragon Screw Leg Whip on Draven, sending him across the ring.
Derrick Donovan: This is already looking to be a hell of a main event, and it looks like Rob Arnold is always one step further than everyone else.
BB Gunn: He's got the most experience in that ring, those are just one of the many perks to have.
Arnold grabs the waist of Draven, looking for those trifecta of German Suplexes again, but as he brings Draven overhead, he lands on his feet, grabbing the wrist of Arnold and twisting him around for
DRAVEN'S INFERNO!
Ripcord Knee Strike
Arnold falls flat on his back as Draven goes for a Jackknife cover!
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THR-...]
Arnold kicks out in time, all the while, Caffrey was rushing to get back into the ring as he only was able to make it half way under the bottom rope and too far away out of Draven's count. Draven takes notice of Caffrey trying to get back into the ring, grabbing his hair and dragging him further into the ring but Caffrey goes low! Leaving Draven laying on the mat holding his jewels, Caffrey finally gets back to his feet and begins to survey his surroundings. He looks to Rob, grabbing the bottom rope as he begins to pull himself up and then walks slowly over to him, grabbing him by the head and pulling him into the middle of the ring. He grabs the head into a DDT position, possibly looking for Brotherly Love but Draven comes back to life and still feeling the effects of the low blow but he's stopped by Caffrey dropping Arnold and near taking Draven's head off with a Lariat.
Derrick Donovan: And this is where Caffrey is at his best, standing tall with nobody to stop him.
BB Gunn: And he might pull it off now, that Draven's Inferno rocked Rob and the low blow surely took it's effects on Draven.
Derrick Donovan: Well, The Philadelphia Phighter has always been one for throwing his dirty tactics around to turn the tide of a match.
Caffrey looks to Arnold, getting to his feet, waiting in the corner as swirls his arm around like he's preparing the Imperial Seal. Caffrey runs, Arnold ducks, Draven connects the Superkick...
PLUNGE INTO DARKNESS!
Codebreaker
Caffrey is laid out once again! Never would he have thought his opponents would team to take him out! Draven then grabs the wrist of Arnold once again, twisting him aroun-
PLUNGE INTO DARKNESS!
This time on Draven! Arnold backs himself into a corner, watching Draven rise to his hands and knees as he runs up and leaps for
SHATTERED ICE!
Curb Stomp
BB Gunn: Holy shit! Rob connects Shattered Ice!
Derrick Donovan: Cover him, Rob! Cover him!
Arnold turns the lifeless body of Draven over, covering and hooking his leg for the count.
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
NO! Caffrey breaks the count! Caffrey saves his reign by a millisecond and Arnold is livid! He takes a few steps back, watching Caffrey do the same as Draven just a moment ago.
SHATTERED ICE!!
Arnold takes no time to cover Caffrey!
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE!...]
NO! AGAIN WITH DRAVEN! Breaking the pinfall and leaving Arnold livid as both attempts to become Undisputed Champion are stopped as the milliseconds!
BB Gunn: Good lord almighty! How am I seeing this all happen with my very own eyes!?
Derrick Donovan: Because you have them open but both Curb Stomps stopped! Nobody wants to give this up as soon as they could! This will be a fight to the death if they don't give up soon!
Arnold grabs Draven's leg, grapevining it as he locks in the Ankle Lock! It's applied in the middle of the ring with nowhere to go for Draven to go! Draven begins to squirm his way to the ropes for leverage but Rob Arnold wrapped around his leg like the anchor of a ship, he cannot move from where he lays. Caffrey gains consciousness and notices what's happening in front of him, crawling his way over and grabbing Draven's other leg...
THE PROCESS IS LOCKED IN!
Caffrey twists and torques at the ankle as much as he could, hoping for a tap out victory but Arnold is still wrapped around the leg of Draven with his own version of the hold. Caffrey grapevines as he gives a nod to Arnold. Now both men hold Draven down with an Ankle Lock! Draven is screaming in pain! Caffrey notices Arnold not giving up the hold and then swings for a punch on Arnold and he answers back with a punch of his own. They both let go of the hold as Draven rolls out of the way and onto the apron and both men raise to their knees, exchanging blows on one another.
Derrick Donovan: And now Rob and Caffrey are trading blows until one passes out, this is really showing how badly they need this win!
BB Gunn: They all want to be the final Undisputed Champion, and it might come down to these two men.
Both men are now back to their feet exchanging blows until Caffrey seems to take the advantage, striking down on Arnold with great force but Arnold answers back with a shot to the abdomen, going behind Caffrey and grabbing his waist but Caffrey grabs the arm and breaks free, pulling Arnold in for
IMPERIAL SEAL!
Bullhammer Elbow
Arnold falls down into a seated position, Caffrey points to the top rope and heads to the ropes, going to the apron and begins his climb but Draven meets him on the other end, going shot for shot on Caffrey as they both stand on the top rope, Draven then bare his fangs once again, biting into the neck of Anthony Caffrey! His eyes begin to roll into the back of his head as Draven turns him around. Arnold gets back to his feet, and climbs onto the second rope from the outside. Draven goes overhead as Arnold goes for a Sunset Flip into a Powerbomb on Caffrey whilst Draven connects
ALL NIGHTER DDT!
Avalanche Shiranui
Spiking Caffrey's head to the mat as he falls! All three men are laid out on their backs, the war starting to take effect on them.
Derrick Donovan: This match is one of the finest Main Events I have ever seen!
BB Gunn: But who'll be the first to their feet? They might have a chance if they look down at the fallen Caffrey in the ring!
It is Draven who's first to move, followed by Arnold. Draven strikes with a kick to the rib cage, but Arnold answers back with his own, they begin to trade kicks with both trading Roundhouse Kicks to the head. Draven goes for the Superkick but Arnold ducks, going for his ow-
BLOOD MIST FOLLOWED BY CAPRE NOCTEM!
Draven hooks the legs of Arnold!
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THREE-...]
NO! HE KICKED OUT! ARNOLD KICKED OUT! Draven is STUNNED by the fact that Rob kicked out of the Capre Noctem, but again, wastes no time to bring him to his feet.
PLUNGE INTO DARKNESS!
Draven stumbles back, right into position for
SHATTERED ICE!!!!
Derrick Donovan: THIS IS IT! ROB ARNOLD IS THE NEW...
[...ONE...]
Derrick Donovan: UNDISPUTED...
[...TWO...]
Derrick Donovan: CHAMPION...
[...THREE-...]
BB Gunn: HOW!?
Draven kicked out at the last millisecond, and again, Rob is stunned and in awe over what he's seeing! Arnold gets back to his feet, watching Draven like a hawk as he looks for another Shattered Ice... CAFFREY! GRABBING ARNOLD IN THE DDT POSITION...
BROTHERLY LOVE!
Legsweep DDT
Derrick Donovan: Not like this! Not like this!
SPIKING ARNOLD ON HIS HEAD! THE COVER AND THE COUNT...
[...ONE...]
[...TWO...]
[...THRE-...]
DRAVEN BREAKS UP THE COUNT!
Once again, all three men are left laying down and out of breath... Everyone but Caffrey, down on his knees as he keeps his eyes on Arnold. He gets back to his feet and walks over, pulling Arnold back up to his feet, swinging for the Imperial Seal but Arnold ducks, Superkick! Caffrey stumbles back onto the ropes, rebounding with a discus version of the Imerpial Seal! Arnold falls and rolls out of the ring, Caffrey slamming down on the mat with frustration and anger. He then places his focus on a prone Vincent Draven, walking over and standing on his right ankle before stomping at it multiple times, Caffrey has snapped and is going to make sure that Draven will not walk again. He grabs the leg, and then the ankle before applying The Process! It's locked in but Caffrey doesn't grapevine immediately, instead watching Draven sqirm in agony. Draven grabs the ropes but they don't break the hold and Caffrey knows that, but Draven grabs the wrist of Caffrey from underneath before going between Caffrey's legs whilst still holding onto the wrist, grabbing the other arm and running towards the middle of the ring for
CARPE NOCTEM!
THE FANS EXPLODE IN A CHAOTIC POP! DRAVEN HOOKS THE LEG!
Derrick Donovan: Hold on! Wait a second...
[...ONE...]
Arnold slides back into the ring, he then takes notice of the pinfall happening...
[...TWO...]
He gets back to his feet, leaping in the air to break the count...
[...THREE!...]
HE'S TOO LATE! THE BELL IS RUNG AND THE FANS HAVE ERUPTED IN A MASSIVE AMOUNT OF CHEERS!
BB Gunn: WHATTTTT?
Derrick Donovan: VINCENT DRAVEN! THE IMPOSSIBLE! THE REIGN OF CAFFREY IS OVERRRRRR!!!
Alpha: Here is your winner, and NEWWWWWWWWWW AXW Undisputed Champion... VINCENT DRAAAAAVENNNNN!
Vincent Draven cannot believe it, he's beaten Caffrey for the AXW Undisputed Championship. The referee hands Draven the belt as he raises it up high for everyone to see.
Derrick Donovan: What a monumental way to end Lay Rest To The Wicked, what a way to end AXW, what a show, Boom Boom!
BB Gunn: Dono, tonight was full of holy shit moments and this one... Tops it all off.
Derrick Donovan: We want to thank you everyone at home for watching, supporting and staying true to AXW for the last two years. For the final time ever, my name is Derrick Donovan...
BB Gunn: And I'm Boom Boom, B.B. Gunn...
Derrick Donovan: Goodnight, and farewell to AXW.
The final show we see is of Vincent Draven surrounded by his Cure brethren, and the AXW Undisputed Championship raised over his head before the shows fades... to black.