..::THE XHF NETWORK PRESENTS: OVERHEATED::..
Jul 12, 2020 13:53:38 GMT -5
Mongo the Destroyer, Kira Izumi, and 2 more like this
Post by Dave D-Flipz on Jul 12, 2020 13:53:38 GMT -5
The XHF Network Proudly Presents: OVERHEATED
Date: July 12th, 2020
Sinfonia del Mar, Acapulco, Guerrero, Mexico
Attendance: 0
The camera fades in on the beautiful Sinfonia del Mar with a wide sweeping shot. A makeshift Xtremetron and stage setup has been built with a ramp leading to the stage overlooking the water where a ring has been constructed surrounded by the stone walls of the stage. There is a set of portable trailers behind that where the stars are staying until moving to gorilla position for their entrances. The camera sweeps to the seating where the fans normally sit but there is only a makeshift commentary desk and some speakers. Sitting at the desk are Joey Hawke and Jerry "The King" Lawler. "Smooth" by Santana and Rob Thomas plays as some fireworks go off over the water.
Hawke: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Welcome to Mexico where the XHF Network has descended for tonight's Overheated and also Night of Champions in two weeks time!
King: That's right Joey and we have six matches set up featuring the representatives for the feds within the network and also the five members of Team Fuck Mongo who earned their way into this event at Call to Arms! Six of these twelve wrestlers will get the chance to go to Night of Champions and try to dethrone Death Trap for the X*Crown title!
Hawke: It's going to be a barnstormer for sure King. Let's get to the first match featuring a returning XHF Legend and former X*Crown Champion, Rob Arnold taking on the leader of J-ROK's SKY Force, Nausicaa Suzuki!
Bonnie Jenkins: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with the winner going on to the X*Crown match at Night of Champions! Featuring first the challenger...Rob Arnold!
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 (despite there not being a crowd) 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 up and making his way to the ring
"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."
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)"
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, ready for action.
Hawke: You would have thought that Rob Arnold would have been in this match with his team losing round one at a Call to Arms, but here he is.
King: And he’s ready to redeem his loss to head on to that X*Crown match and kick some Team Fuck Mongo ass!
Hawke: It could be that no one from Team Fuck Mongo make it to the X*Crown match.
King: True enough I suppose. We will just have to wait and see.
Bonnie Jenkins: And his opponent...Nausicaa Suzuki!
"Tsuki to Hanataba" by Sayuri begins playing as Nausicaa Suzuki walks out from the back. She waves happily, but realizes that there's no crowd waiting for her to cheer. She heads down to the ring regardless, stopping in the ring to look out over the Pacific Ocean that goes on endlessly in the distance.
King: This is one heck of a location. I wonder how long it'll be before someone is tossed over that stone barrier and into the ocean?
Hawke: Hopefully not tonight. That would be bad I think. Bad for insurance rates anyway.
ONE FALL STANDARD MATCH
Rob Arnold (GUNS) vs Nausicaa Suzuki (J-ROK)
As the bell sounds to start the match, Rob Arnold and Nausicaa Suzuki get to the middle of the ring and begin circling around one another as they look for an opening. Rob smiles as he watches the smaller Nausicaa, eventually putting a hand in the air in a clear challenge for a test of strength. Nausicaa looks to the crowd for support, but doesn't find any. She shrugs and locks the one hand up. She looks uncertain, but lets the other hand lock up to begin the test of strength. Nausicaa Suzuki almost immediately drops to her knees from the combination of weight and power from Rob Arnold. He keeps her down to her knees, applying pressure to her arms and wrists.
King: She should have known to not accept that test of strength! She gives away like a hundred pounds or more to the man.
Hawke: It would seem so. Maybe she had a plan?
Rob Arnold kicks Nausicaa in the gut while keeping hold of the move. Nausicaa responds by ramming her head into Rob's midsection to break the hold. She grabs Rob around the midsection while keeping her head firmly in his gut, stands up to lift Rob off of his feet, and then brings Rob down in a spinebuster/power bomb type move.
Hawke: Rob outweighs Nausicaa by around a hundred pounds! How did she get him up like that?
King: Power of the Puppies! Don't underestimate them.
Rob starts to get up, Nausicaa grabs him for a side headlock, and cranks on the pressure. Rob lifts Nausicaa up into the air and drops her down into an atomic drop. Rob grabs Nausicaa into a side headlock and pulls her down into a bulldog before going for the pinfall.
One
Tw-Nausicaa kicks out!
Rob Arnold pulls Nausicaa up and hitting a double underhook backbreaker. Rob watches Nausicaa sit up and then punt kicks her in the side of the head!
Hawke: The power of puppies really working well now, eh?
King: You just wait. The power of the puppies compels you!
Rob pulls Nausicaa and hits a few European uppercuts before whipping her into the ropes. On the rebound, Rob goes for a superkick, but Nausicaa grabs the leg. She brings Rob down with a dragon screw takedown. Rob hops back up, but is dropped to the mat again with a bodyslam! Nausicaa goes to the ropes and on the rebound, brings Rob back down to the mat with a drop kick to the knee! While Rob is laying on the mat, Nausicaa pays him back for the kick to the side to the head earlier with one of her own! This catches Rob right in the nose, busting it, and sending a splatter of blood across the mat!
King: See? Power of the Puppies!
Hawke: I see that Suzuki is on the offensive right now. Yes.
Nausicaa applies a rear naked choke, the ref checking to see if he submits. Naturally, he refuses. Nausicaa shifts her control of Rob Arnold to apply a camel clutch. The ref checks again ans again, Rob refuses to submit. This time though, Rob manages to get a foot onto the ropes and force a break of the hold. Nausicaa jumps up, runs to the ropes, and hits a drop kick on the rebound. Nausicaa Suzuki climbs to the top rope, waits for Rob Arnold to get to his feet, and leaps into the air for a missile drop kick! Rob Arnold sidesteps and catches her instead! He flips her over, slamming her onto the mat!
Hawke: I think we're going to see Shattered Ice!
King: You would think so, but puppy power!
Nausicaa Suzuki gets up to all fours while Rob Arnold jumps into the air and stomps the back of Nausicaa's head to send her face straight to the mat! Rob rolls her over for the pinfall!
One
Two
Three!
Bonnie Jenkins: Winner of the match and going on to the Night of Champions X*Crown match...Rob Arnold!
Rob Arnold raises his arms in victory while the referee checks on the still downed Nausicaa Suzuki.
Bonnie Jenkins: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first the challenger...Anthony Caffrey!
The arena's lights go off and "My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark" by Fall Out Boy begins to play. Anthony Caffrey walks out onto the entrance, looking out over the empty arena. He looks down to the ring and begins making his way down to it. He steps into the ring, walking over to his corner, and handing his glasses off to the timekeeper. Caffrey looks to where his opponent will appear from backstage, doing a few last minute stretches.
Hawke: I think that Caffrey isn't used to coming out to a match first or without a crowd being around.
King: You think? He normally is taunting his opponent before even stepping into the ring.
Bonnie Jenkins: And his opponent...Rat Bastard!
The lights in the area go out and and red glow comes from the ramp as Sympathy for the Devil by The Rolling Stones begins to play through the speakers. As the words come through, the light gets darker.
"Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain"
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain"
Shadows mix in with the red glow now.
"Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game"
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game"
Rat Bastard steps through the curtain, a cocky smug look upon his face, with a tooth pick handing from his mouth.
"I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain"
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain"
Rat takes a deep breath in and runs his hands through his greasy black hair.
"I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah"
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah"
Rat begins his stalk to the ring, shooting dirty looks of disgust out at the empty arena
"I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the Kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me"
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the Kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me"
Rat climbs the stairs the ring, slowly climbing inside he begins to point toward the mat, lipping that he owns this place.
"Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby"
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby"
Hawke: He's a disgusting man.
King: He isn't as bad as Greg Adkins, whom he defeated recently at the Prince's Ball.
Hawke: The Prince only has one?
King: Really? You would think that I would come out with that joke.
Hawke: I did it first.
King: You did at that.
ONE FALL STANDARD MATCH
Anthony Caffrey (SWAT) vs Rat Bastard (TFM)
Rat Bastard and Anthony Caffrey begin circling one another while searching for an opening to attack. Caffrey takes a moment to tap his ankle and make a breaking motion with his hands.
King: Does Caffrey want Rat to break his ankle for him?
Hawke: I think that he's taunting that his finishing move is going to break Rat's ankle.
King: Is that the move of someone wanting to be cheered by the fans?
Hawke: The SWAT fans don't understand...things.
King: Right.
Rat Bastard crosses the distance between the two before Caffrey can put his foot down and lays into Caffrey with lefts and rights, finishing with an uppercut that sends Caffrey to the mat. Caffrey hops back up to his feet, but is grabbed by Rat, and sent back to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Caffrey rolls to his feet, but is grabbed by Rat Bastard. Caffrey is whipped to the ropes, Rat meets him at the ropes for a clothesline over the ropes. Caffrey bounces off of the ring apron and hits the padded stone floor.
Hawke: Rat Bastard on the offensive!
King: Now that Caffrey is on the outside, this could get bloody quick.
Hawke: They shouldn't make use of that stone barrier. It's dangerous!
King: I think they know that.
Rat Bastard steps over the ropes and drops down to the padded floor. He grabs at Caffrey, but catches several elbow strikes to the gut before he whips Rat shoulder first into the stone barrier! Caffrey grabs at Rat Bastard to whip him into the ring apron, but Rat Bastard reverses it. He sends Caffrey into the ring apron. He grabs Caffrey again and sends him head first into the stone barrier.
King: You think that Rat Bastard would win by default if he sends Caffrey into the Pacific Ocean far down below?
Hawke: I think they would pause the match until they can get him back into the ring or count him out. Yeah.
Rat Bastard drags the side of Caffrey's face along the stone barrier, leaving behind a trail of blood as he does so. Rat pulls Caffrey's head back away from the barrier, but Caffrey sneaks in a throat thrust. He hot shots Rat Bastard onto the stone barrier! Rat Bastard bounces off of the stone barrier with a splatter of blood and lands on the matted stone floor.
King: I called it.
Hawke: That you did. You see the road rash on Caffrey's face?
King: I think Rat Bastard left a tooth on the stone barrier!
Rat Bastard drags himself to his feet, using the ring skirt as support. He sneers at Anthony Caffrey, blood pouring from his mouth. Caffrey grits his teeth in pain, blood dripping off of the side of his face where he had been scraped.
Rat Bastard: I think you knocked out a tooth, you fucker!
Caffrey: I was trying to knock sense into you. Did it work?
Caffrey hits a European uppercut to stun Rat and then starts slapping the shit out of him, sending blood splattering everywhere from Rat's bleeding mouth. Caffrey drop kicks Rat Bastard over the stone barrier and rolls into the ring.
Hawke: Is the match over now? Rat Bastard is gone?
King: I think so-wait!
Rat Bastard is holding onto the stone barrier by the tips of his fingers. He pulls himself up and back into the ringside area, falling to the padded stone floor.
King: Rat Bastard is back in the match!
Hawke: That was lucky!
Caffrey runs to the ropes, bounces off, and as Rat Bastard gets up to the ring apron, baseball slide drop kicks him in the right ankle! With Rat's feet taken out from underneath him, he falls forward to drop his own throat across the top rope, and falls to the outside of the ring again.
Hawke: What a drop kick!
King: Think that knocked some sense into Rat Bastard.
Hawke: Was he senseless before?
King: Maybe.
Anthony Caffrey stands in the middle of the ring, waiting while Rat Bastard makes his way back into the ring. Caffrey meets him at the side of the ring with a drop toe hold. Caffrey jumps up and stomps on the right ankle! He follows this up with a foot ddt to the right foot!
King: Caffrey working on that ankle.
Hawke: Softening him up for the Process.
Caffrey grabs Rat's right ankle and begins twisting, but Rat gets his left foot up and kicks Caffrey in the face to break the hold! Rat Bastard gets up to his feet, looking angry. He locks up with Caffrey, whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound, Caffrey ducks under a clothesline and hits the ropes on the opposite side. He rebounds again and nails a drop kick in the center of the ring. Caffrey goes for the right ankle again, but is kicked in the face again to break the hold. Rat Bastard gets up to his feet and grabs Caffrey by the shoulders. He delivers several stunning headbutts before biting into Caffrey's face where the road rash is. The ref yells at Rat Bastard, eventually dragging him off of Caffery.
Rat Bastard grins, blood trickling from his mouth, though it's not his blood. Caffrey holds his hand to his face where he bleeds from the bite.
Caffrey: Are you crazy?
Rat Bastard: What you gonna do about it?
Caffrey rushes at Rat Bastard, rage in his eyes as he lays into Rat with lefts and rights before bringing him down with a dragon leg screw. He grabs Rat by the right foot and drags him to the corner. Caffrey slides under the bottom rope, grabs Rat by the right foot again, and slams the ankle into the ring post! He does it again and again.
King: These do not look like the actions of a guy wanting to be cheered by the fans.
Hawke: Sometimes you have to do the hard thing to get the job done. Bret Hart still used his corner figure four lock as a face.
King: I suppose.
Rat Bastard rolls away from the corner, clutching at his right ankle in agony. Caffrey rolls back into the ring with a wide grin, looking like he senses victory. He reaches for the right foot, but Rat Bastard rolls out of the ring. Caffrey quickly climbs to the top rope and dives off, hitting Rat Bastard with a flying clothesline. Both men lay on the padded stone floor as if dead. The ref stands in the middle of the ring, looking uncertain at what to do.
King: Shouldn't he be counting them both out since they're both down?
Hawke: You would think so.
King: Hey, ref! Start counting!
The ref walks over to the side of the ring where Caffrey and Rat Bastard are laying on the ground and begins to count.
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Anthony Caffrey stands up. He grabs Rat Bastard and rolls him into the ring. He follows up and drags Rat Bastard to the center of the ring where he grabs that right foot and begins twisting the foot. Rat Bastard manages to get his other foot into position and shoves Caffrey away. Rat Bastard gets up to his feet, sneering as he limps toward Caffrey. He hits a low blow and brings Caffrey down to apply a crippler cross face! Caffrey refuses to submit, but it isn't able to break out of the hold. After a few minutes, Rat Bastard breaks the hold. He stands up, pulling Caffrey up with him. He lifts Caffrey up into a power bomb position and his right ankle gives out on him so that he drops Caffrey onto the back of his neck! He goes for the cover!
One
Two
Three!
King: Rat Bastard for the win with a botched Bastard Bomb!
Hawke: I hope he didn't break Caffrey's neck trying to get into Night of Champions.
Bonnie Jenkins: Winner of the match and going on to the X*Crown match at the Night of Champions...Rat Bastard!
Rat Bastard celebrates his win in the center of the ring while the ref checks on Anthony Caffrey.
The lights go for a light shade of pink as "Save That Shit" by Lil Peep begins to play for everyone to hear.
"Fuck my life, can't say that girl
Don't tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit
You ain't getting nothing, now I'm saying
Don't tell me you is
Nothin' like them other motherfuckers"
Don't tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit
You ain't getting nothing, now I'm saying
Don't tell me you is
Nothin' like them other motherfuckers"
Ryan Young steps out from behind the curtain to nothing, he gives off a smirk as he crouches down and scans through the 0 fans in attendance. He slowly gets back to a vertical position, adjusting his kneepads before making his slow walk down to ringside. Soaking in the sound of silence.
"I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
I can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back
Growing sick of this and I don't wanna make you sad
Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back?"
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
I can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back
Growing sick of this and I don't wanna make you sad
Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back?"
Young makes his way down the ramp and to ringside where he runs at the ring apron and slides along it on one knee, entering the ring and climbing up to the second rope where beats his chest with his hands before stretching his arms out and giving a smirk to the camera where fans at home presumably continue to rain the boos down for him.
King: And here comes AWF's representative for tonight!
Hawke: Well, really, if you want to think about it- you could argue that AWF has a few representatives considering that some of Team....Forget...Mongo call AWF home
King: That's not the team name
Hawke: Why don't you focus on what's happening in the ring
King: ....The match hasn't started yet.
Hawke: OH LOOK SOMETHING IS HAPPENING!
The stadium lights dim and red strobes begin to flash as "Legendary" by Skillet feels the stadium. Diamond emerges from the back wearing his leather jacket and diamond shaped sunglasses and smiles big at the camera. Chants of "Icon" and "Diamond Club" would normally rain out as the Ace of Spades makes his way down to the ring. Diamond plays to the fans at home, mocking them by covering his face with his hands and coughing. He rolls under the bottom rope and quickly pops up and throws his hands in the air in a diamond sign. He gives a very smug grin as he awaits the match to start.
Bonnie Jenkins: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a qualifying match. The winner will advance to the main event of Night of Champions 11, where they will challenge for the X*Crown Championship!
Bonnie pauses a moment, to let the fans at home absorb everything. She shuffles her cards and picks one up, pointing it to her left.
Bonnie Jenkins: Introducing first, to my left, from Anaheim, California, he weighed in this evening at 227 pounds. Standing at 5 feet 11 inches tall, "THE MESSIAH OF THE KNEEEESTRIKE," RYYYYANNNNNNNNN YOUNG!
She takes that card and tosses it into the ringside area, for some lucky staffmember to snatch up and keep. She takes the other card and points to her right.
Bonnie Jenkins: And to my right, from Cherokee, North Carolina, he weighed in this evening at 210 pounds. Standing at 5 feet 11 inches tall, "THE ACE OF SPAAAAAAADES," JAAAAAAAACK DIIIIIIIIIAMOOOOOND!
Hawke: Jack is an easy favorite tonight, if Ryan could overcome him it'd be a huge feather in his cap
King: You never know, any match could go either way
She tossed the other card to the opposite side of the ring and exits. The referee pats down Ryan and Jack, to make sure this bout will be as clean as can be. He leans over and warns Selena that any sniff of interference will result in her boyfriend losing out on the biggest opportunity of his career, and she nods somberly. He then stands between the two, holding arms out to keep them separate, and motions for the bell.
ONE FALL STANDARD MATCH
Ryan Young (AWF) vs Jack Diamond (TFM)
DING DING! DING DING!
Jack and Ryan meet each other in the middle of the ring. They both look to one side of the arena, and then the other. Their eyes lock, and they stare a moment. Jack sticks a hand out, a respectful handshake. Ryan looks down at it, an eyebrow raised, and cautiously accepts it. He then quickly is pulled into a clothesline, but he ducks and rolls through. He smirks and looks back at Jack, shaking his head. Jack shrugs, and reaches out one hand. Ryan accepts it, and the other hand comes out. Ryan takes a slow breath, and takes it, and the contest of strength begins.
Hawke: Look at these two go! This is real wrestling!
King: This is technical superiority! Jack and Ryan are two of the very best at keeping up with the new trends, but their roots belong to the tech stuff.
Hawke: No they don't, but at least you pay attention to AWF.
Neither man is able to budge! They drop everything a second, and then a collar and elbow tie up is introduced.
King: Nobody's moving!
Hawke: Well let's run down their physical stats. Both men are the same height, yet Ryan has 17 pounds on Jack. Jack's got 6 years of experience on him, though.
King: That's 6 extra years of natural rusting though.
Jack torques Ryan's elbow uncomfortably, which gives him needed leverage to back Ryan into a corner. Jack holds him there as the ref counts, letting him out before the 5 count. He holds his arms up, before hitting Ryan with a playful slap across the face. The ringside attendants "oooh" and Ryan grimaces, not allowing Jack the pleasure of watching him touch his face in pain. Jack smirks, motioning him to bring it on. Ryan leaps out of the corner with a knee to Jack's torso, then proceeds to nail a lightning-fast series of spinny kicks and lifting knees that daze Jack.
King: Look at that beautiful combination by Ryan! Letting all his anger out after all these months of grievances.
Hawke: But his anger has just lead him to one glaring mistake, check it out! He turned his back on Jack! Look out, chop block!
Ryan falls to the floor, holding his knee. The critical component to his arsenal, and Jack knows this all to well. He unleashes a few stomps, before rolling Ryan over and slapping on a knee bar.
Hawke: Jack trying to cripple Ryan, tackling his biggest weapon, his mobility and his standing base!
King: They don't call Ryan the "Messiah of the Knee Strike" for nothing! And Jack wants to make sure the leader of knee-based combat cannot do what he's prophesied to do!
Ryan screams and reaches for the ropes, but Jack has him square in the center of the ring. Nowhere to go, Ryan raises his hand up! Is he gonna tap? The ref questions him, and Ryan uses that hand to inch himself closer and lock a sleeper on Jack!
Hawke: Beautiful transition by Ryan!
Jack is yanked back, letting go of Ryan's knee and he squirms, trying to break free. He rolls around in an effort to break out, but Ryan has that grip cinched in tight! He gets an idea, and rolls himself backwards, pinning Ryan's shoulders to the mat while that sleeper is preoccupying him! The ref slides in!
ONE!
KICKOUT!
King: Veteran instincts on display there! Jack knew just where he was, how Ryan had him, and how to properly escape!
Jack is coughing in the center of the ring, gasping for air as Ryan stalks him. He grabs Jack's hair and lifts him to his feet, but Jack takes a liberty and drives his thumb into Ryan's eye while his hand can be concealed by Ryan's arms! The ref displays visual confusion, as Ryan holds his palm over his poked eye. Jack takes a moment to stretch, and keeps a watchful eye as Ryan backs himself into a corner. Selena checks on Ryan, but then pushes the referee out of harms way as Jack comes storming through with a DIAMOND SPLASH!
King: WOW! Out of nowhere, I don't think anyone had an eye on Jack there.
Hawke: Selena sure did.
Sputtering, Ryan is oblivious to what's going on as Jack lifts him up. No way he's going for this move this early. He grabs Ryans neck, STACKED DE-NO! RYAN PUSHED HIM AWAY! RYAN PUSHED JACK OFF THE TOP TO THE MAT BELOW! Regaining his sight and seeing what's below him, Ryan looks around wildly before leaping for a RAIN OVER ANAHEIM!
King: FROG SPLASH! FROG SPLASH! RYAN TURNED EVERYTHING AROUND WITH EASE!
Hawke: HE'S GOING FOR THE COVER NOW!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Hawke: JACK GETS THE SHOULDER UP! STILL HAS SOME ROOM TO WIGGLE BACK INTO THIS MATCH!
King: If Ryan had jumped a little higher and dropped with a bit more force, I guarantee you that would've been the end of it!
Ryan looks at the ref, holding up two fingers, to which the ref nods. Jack rolls over, holding his stomach. He pulls himself to his feet and looks up at Ryan, who knees him in the face.
King: Perhaps old age is catching up to old man Jack?
Hawke: Ryan's not that much younger than him.
Ryan mounts Jack's back, who immediately covers his head. Ryan delivers a few stiff-looking elbows to Jack's ribs, with intent to crack one just for fun. Jack manages to roll, sending Ryan off. They both get to their feet, Jack a little quicker. He shoves Ryan into a corner and bombards him with strikes. Stiff lefts and rights, payback for those elbows. He swings Ryan's arm around the rope and begins to twist it like a pretzel. Ryan lifts his feet, shoving him away, but that messes up his shoulder a bit. He crouches in the corner, holding it, but runs at Jack with a lariat with his good arm!
King: He just turned Jack inside out!
Hawke: Like folding your favorite shirt and then realizing it's inside-out!
Jack lays in a heap on the ground, Ryan standing over him. He taunts to the camera for a moment, before standing over Jack. As Jack begins to sit up, Ryan runs the ropes. PENALTY KICK! NO! JACK GRABS HIS ANKLE AND DRAGS HIM DOWN! IS HE GOING FOR AN ANKLE LOCK? NO! FIGURE FOUR! ACES WILD!
Hawke: JACK'S GOT RYAN BACK DOWN AGAIN! ANOTHER LETHAL SUBMISSION BY THE LEGEND, CAN HE SECURE VICTORY HERE?
Ryan's screaming more than ever now, he digs down deep and claws his way to the ropes. Jack tries to keep him in place, but RYAN TURNS IT OVER! THE CARDS ARE REVERSED AND JACK DIAMOND IS IN A WORLD OF HURT!
King: THIS IS A MAKE OR BREAK MOMENT FOR RYAN HERE! IF HE CAN GET JACK TO TAP, HE SPRINGS HIS CAREER FORWARD IN UNIMAGINABLE WAYS!
Jack is able to pull himself to the ropes, being on his stomach and all. Ryan is back to his feet first and bounces off the ropes-CALIFORNIA DREAM! JACK FALLS TO THE FLOOR! RYAN CLIMBS THE ROPES, HE LEAPS FOR THE RAIN OVER ANAHEIM, BUT JACK GETS THE KNEES UP! RYAN IS SLUMPED ON THE FLOOR, JACK PICKS HIM UP AND BEGINS TO CHOKE HIM OUT! THE REF COMES OVER, BUT RYAN TAKES A SWING! JACK DUCKS! THE REF TAKES THE FULL FORCE OF A SOLID RIGHT FROM RYAN!
Hawke: Down goes the ref!
King: AWF is tearing down the house for a chance to main event Night of Champions!
Both men are sat on the mat, and the ref is lights out! Jack grabs Ryan by the hair but RYAN KICKS HIM! RYAN LANDED A SOLID KICK SQUARE IN JACK'S DIAMONDS! Jack slumps over, holding his family jewels, and Ryan senses the end is near. He lifts Jack up in a fireman's carry, and DROPS HIM! THE MESSIAH OF THE KNEESTRIKE DROPS JACK WITH AN X-KNEE!
King: MOONLIGHT! MOONLIGHT!
Hawke: JACK'S SEEING MORE THAN STARS NOW! THIS IS IT FOR THE LAST ICON!
Ryan isn't done, he lifts Jack up, holds his wrist, and NAILS A WRISTLOCK CALIFORNIA DREAM! JACK IS OUT COLD AND FLOPS ONTO HIS BACK! RYAN MAKES THE COVER! THE REF IS SLOWLY COMING BACK TO CONSCIOUSNESS AND COUNTS EVER SO SLOWLY!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING! DING DING!
Hawke: He did it! The Juggernaut prevails!
King: He just pinned Jack Diamond, former 2-time X*Crown Champion, clean in the middle of the ring!
Bonnie Jenkins: The winner of this match, and advancing to the X*Crown Championship Match at Night of Champions 11, RYAAAAAAAAAAAN YOOOOOOOUNG!
We focus on Ryan celebrating, and Jack being helped up by a ringside doctor as we fade to a backstage promo.
Backstage. Gordon Carlson. "What's the difference" by Dr. Dre is playing in the background. We watch as the Canadian Grappler completes the final few moments of a calisthenics. Once Gordon realizes that there is a camera on him, he gathers himself before focusing directly on the task that lies ahead.
GC: The difference between you and I, is that I trained for the best version of Hyperion. Based on your comments, you've lulled yourself into a false sense of self belief.
Gordon's tone turns more rabid.
GC: Hyperion has been convincing himself that he should be able to run right though me, just because you don't know who I am.
We watch as Gordon paces back and forth.
GC: I learned along time ago that you must always assume that you're wrestling your opponent on their best day and prepare accordingly. Based on what Hyperion has promoted, he assumes he'll walk right through me with little resistance. It's clear that he spent very little time doing his research. But hey, ignorance is bliss.
...
GC: Hyperion's refusal to give any credence to myself or Northern Pro Wrestling speaks volumes to the level of ignorance that emanates from his being.
Cold.
GC: Mistake. Made.
...
GC: While he worries about his ankle, and 'who' he's going to present himself as today... He has glossed over the fact that completing his journey from Call to Arms to Night of Champions isn't a foregone conclusion. Hyperion's outlook speaks to his inherent narcissism that I'm sure he's too oblivious to understand.
Based on Gordon's tone of voice and body language, we can see that's he's not playing.
GC: The messiah complex that he flexes might be enough to intimidate some, but I see right through it.
Gordon rubs his hands together with purpose.
GC: Tonight, when you do your best to put me away, and I'm still right in your face...
Pause.
GC: You'll understand that I took the preparation for our bout much more seriously than you had the capacity for.
Gordon takes a step forward and delivers his next message with force.
GC: Gus Arnold didn't send me to Overheated merely to 'take part'.
Carlson rolls his neck, and snaps at the camera.
GC: After tonight, I will walk out of Overheated as the most talked about wrestler in the world today.
Serious.
GC: Count on it.
King: Welcome back folks, we are just moments away from our next match and it is sure to be something interesting.
Hawke: CW World Champion, "The Messiah of Mayhem" Dylan Black will be taking on the Voice of CW, Standerson.
King: It's not every day you see wrestlers and commentators going toe to toe in the ring. Be sure to- WHAT THE?!
Standerson's head pops up between the two.
Standerson: PARDON ME GENTLEMEN FOR I HAVE A MATCH TO PARTAKE IN! FOR EYETOLOGY!
Standerson does a sloppy somersault over the booth and rolls into the ring.
Hawke: What a weirdo.
Dylan Viper slowly strolls out as the arena grows loud with his song. He reaches out to where the crowd would be, to touch hands and make himself think people are reaching out to touch their God. He doesn't smirk at all, or show any emotion save deadly precision. For he is one edgy son of a gun. He slowly walks down the ramp, taking his time, making Standerson wait. Eventually he reaches the ringside area, and walks around the ring a few times before pulling himself through the ropes and over to Stan, who he stares down with utter despair. He unclasps the CW World Championship from around his waist and holds it up for all to see.
King: Perhaps the biggest mismatch all night.
Hawke: You can say that again! Standerson has no right to be in that ring, any more than you or me!
King:
Bonnie Jenkins makes her way into the ring.
Bonnie Jenkins: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a qualifying match. The winner will advance to the main event of Night of Champions 11, where they will challenge for the X*Crown Championship!
She points to her left.
Bonnie Jenkins: Introducing first, to my left, hailing from the Commentary Booth, weighing in this evening at 3,180 headsets. Standing at 12 microphones tall, "THE VOICE OF CHAMPOON," STAAAAAAAANDERSOOOOON!
She then points to her right.
Bonnie Jenkins: And to my right is his opponent. Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in this evening at 218 pounds. Standing at 6 feet two inches tall, he is "THE MESSIAH OF MAYHEM," DYLAAAAAAAAN BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
She exits the ring as Dylan stares methodically at Stan. Stan is shaking in his boots but stands as fearlessly as he can. The ref offers a word of encouragement but to no avail. Stan won't have it. The ref shrugs and rings the bell.
ONE FALL STANDARD MATCH
Standerson (CW) vs Dylan Black (TFM)
DING DING! DING DING!
The bell rings and Standerson immediately rolls out of the ring. Dylan takes a few steps towards him and he bolts to the opposite side of the ring. The ref stares at Dylan and he tells him to not bother counting Stan out, this will be a short enough match as is. He sticks his hands in his pockets and rolls out of the ring, walking around and "chasing" after Stan. Stan tried his hardest to get away, but like in any horror movie the menace is never too far behind their fleeing victim.
King: This is the worlds biggest game of cat and mouse.
Standerson: IT SURE IS KING AND I AM AFRAID OF MICE SO IF YOU SEE ONE PLEASE LET ME KNOW SO I CAN AVOID IT AT ALL COSTS!
Hawke: Why does he still have a headset on? How does he still have it?
King: I think it's wireless or something.
Hawke: Why did Mongo invest in a wireless headset for him but not us?
King: There's no way that's a Mongo investment.
Dylan casually rolls back into the ring. He kips up and hides behind the ref. Stan stops and looks around for Dylan, he can't see him anywhere. He didn't look up though, because DYLAN FLIES IN WITH A TOPÉ SUICIDA!
Standerson: OW THAT HURT!
Hawke: Good! I'm glad it hurt.
Dylan picks up Stan by the hair, amidst many cries of pain, and rolls him into the ring. Standerson is crawling on the wrestling mat towards the ring ropes just trying to escape, begging for mercy. Dylan methodically and slowly stalks him, laughing the entire time with a malicious gleam in his eyes.
Standerson: PLEASE! I HAVE A FAMILY! I HAVE A JOB, AND A COOL COMPANY YOU COULD JOIN! I'VE GOT KIDS! WOULD YOU TAKE SOME DONUTS?
King: Would someone please get him to stop talking?
Dylan grabs him by the hair, picking him up and sneering. He pulls his glove off to reveal his metal hand, and rears back... and lightly slaps Stan across the face.
Standerson: OOF!
King: There is some very bad blood between Dylan and Standerson, and it's all on display right here!
Hawke: You said it best King! Stan is the head of commentary within Champoon Wrestling, and represents bad memories for Dylan during his time in CW.
Stan is out on the mat. Dylan stands over him, left hand behind his back and right hand drawing a shaka across his throat. His hands latch around Standerson's torso, and he deadlifts him for a huge German Suplex! Standerson does lands on his stomach, but the momentum carries him back to his feet and into the ropes, which he bounces off of TO HIT DYLAN WITH A THUNDEROUS LARIAT!
Standerson: YOWIE WOWIE I DID SOMETHING!
Hawke: Yeah, you pissed off Dylan.
King: Dylan didn't even budge!
Stan turns around and his face drops. Dylan just stands there, READING A BOOK!
King: Where did that book come from?
Stan runs the ropes, and hits Dylan with a LAAAAAAAARIAT... but he doesn't even acknowledge it. He takes a step back, winds his arm back for a VICKIE GUERRERO SLAP that Dylan ducks right under. He bounces off the ropes, Dylan does a somersault under his jump, Stan rebounds again, and he hits a sloppy crossbody on Dylan. DYLAN GOES DOWN!
Hawke: He actually did it.
King: Wow! Now pin him you idiot!
Stan jumps around celebrating, and Dylan lays motionless. Stan leans over, but Dylan kips up! Dylan was feigning being down! He irish whips Stan to the corner and drapes his legs over the second rope. He stands across the ring, stretching his legs out, laser focused on Stan.
Standerson: Please let go of me, I can feel myself dying, you're gonna hurt me. There's no god is there, fuck, FUUUUUUUCK! OOF!
Hawke: GOLD RUUUUUUSH!
King: Stan won't be having kids anytime soon now!
Standerson crumples over on the floor. Dylan stares down, almost with a look of pity on his face. He just nudges Stan with his foot until Stan rests on his back, and Dylan places his foot on Stan's chest.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING! DING DING!
Bonnie stands up as Dylan removes his foot from Stan.
Bonnie Jenkins: The winner of this match, and advancing to the X*Crown Championship match at Night of Champions, DYLAAAAAAAAAAN BLAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
Dylan collects his jacket and CW World Championship, and as he walks back up the ramp a crew of referee's check on Stan as we fade to commercial.
Bonnie Jenkins: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Featuring first the challenger...Hyperion!
As the opening chords of 'Gently' begin to play, the arena lights darken completely, evening sky being the only light throughout the arena. Hyperion appears from a distance, walking through where a crowd would have been if they were there. A single golden spotlight shines on him as he makes his way to the ring. He steps into the ring with a scowl on his face, raising his fist over his head. He stands in the corner of the ring, preparing for Gordon Carlson.
Hawke: I thought that he was cured of being Hyperion in prison?
King: I suppose that the cure didn't take. He's going to crush poor Gordon. Where's he from again?
Hawke: Northern Pro Wrestling.
Bonnie Jenkins: And his opponent...Gordon Carlson!
Gordon Carlson walks out from the back in his "Eastern Elite" gear, no music playing. He makes his way down to the ring with his eyes trained on Hyperion the entire time.
Hawke: Gordon Carlson is the Canadian Heritage champion of Northern Pro Wrestling so he's got to be some kind of good.
King: I think not. He might be a big fish in a small pond, but Hyperion is a freaking shark!
Hawke: You mean Titan?
King: A Titan where Gordon is mere mortal.
Hawke: Let's just see how this plays out?
King: It's going to play out with Hyperion crushing Gordon!
ONE FALL STANDARD MATCH
Hyperion (TFM) vs Gordon Carlson (NPW)
The bell rings to start the match, Hyperion and Gordon Carlson circling around one another while looking for an opening by which to attack. Hyperion feints a charge, causing Gordon to withdraw. Hyperion shifts to the left, heading to the ropes. On the rebound, Hyperion hits a shoulder charge, knocking Gordon to the mat. Hyperion continues to run to the ropes as Gordon gets back to his feet. He levels Gordon with another shoulder charge. Hyperion goes to the ropes, coming back for another shoulder charge. This time, Gordon drops early, taking Hyperion down with a drop toe hold.
Hawke: Hyperion going to that move far too many times.
King: Maybe it was Hyperion's plan all along?
Gordon Carlson grabs the rising Hyperion, hitting a cobra clutch suplex. He goes for the camel clutch, but Hyperion stands up with Gordon holding onto his back for dear life. Hyperion throws himself backward into the corner to crush Gordon between him and the corner. Hyperion spins around and begins laying into Gordon with lefts and rights before grabbing him by the back of the head and slamming his face into the mat from a standing position. Hyperion walks around the downed Gordon and pulls him up into a power bomb position. He turns around and brings Gordon down onto the turnbuckles, bouncing him off the turnbuckles. Gordon lands on the mat and rolls out of the ring, holding onto the ring apron for support as he tries to steady himself.
King: The Titan has the mortal on the run!
Hawke: Probably for the best. Gordon needs to reclaim himself to be able to get back into this match.
Hyperion steps over the ropes and drops down to the padded stone floor. He seizes Gordon by the shoulder, but Gordon drops down to a squat out of his grip. Gordon leaps up into the air, hitting an uppercut that drags his fist across Hyperion's chest before slamming him in the chin. Hyperion is toppled over backwards to the padded stone floor.
King: Dragon uppercut!
Hawke: Is that what he calls that?
King: Street Fighter moves, man.
Hawke: Oh, right.
Hyperion is quick to get to his feet, but Gordon grabs him around the head, and sends him face first into the stone barrier over which lies the Pacific Ocean.
Hawke: Is someone going to be going into the ocean?
King: I certainly hope so and think it might be Gordon.
Hawke: Why is that?
King: Because Hyperion looks pissed.
Hyperion stands back up, using the stone barrier for support. He sees blood on the barrier and feels the blood running down his face from a gash in his forehead. He sneers at Gordon Carlson.
Hyperion: Playtime is over.
Hyperion reaches for Gordon, but Gordon ducks under Hyperion's grasp and slips behind him. He brings Hyperion down to the matted stone floor with a Release German suplex.
Hawke: I feel like the ref should have been counting them out.
King: Don't worry overmuch on the rules. The ref sure isn't.
Hawke: I suppose.
Gordon rolls into the ring, watching as Hyperion is slower to get up. Hyperion rolls into the ring where he is set upon by Gordon with stomps and kicks. Gordon gets Hyperion rolled over and applies the camel clutch, but doesn't get to hold it long as Hyperion's feet easily reach the ropes for a break. Gordon gets Hyperion back up into a side headlock, but Hyperion pushes Gordon off and into the ropes. Hyperion hits a big boot on the rebound, sending Gordon straight to the mat. Hyperion gets Gordon up and hurls him into the corner. That's where he turns to the side to get his boot up and choke Gordon in the corner. The ref gets on Hyperion right away, counting to five and threatening to disqualify him. Hyperion releases the choke move, grabbing Gordon by the head, and sending him across the ring to the other corner. Hyperion charges into the corner, slamming the top of his head into Gordon's face for a running headbutt with an explosion of blood!
Hawke: Oh jeeze! Did you see the ring shift with that impact?
King: That was a hard headbutt. The Titan will reign over mortals.
Hyperion pulls the crushed Gordon up over his head into a press slam position with blood raining down to the mat from Gordon's injuries. He hurls Gordon through the air to the mat before casually going for the cover.
Hawke: Hyperion thinks he has this all wrapped up.
King: And why not? He clearly outpowers Gordon.
Hawke: Gordon is technically proficient.
King: Yeah, but who getting crushed? Not the Titan!
One
Two
Thr-Gordon kicks out!
Hyperion stands up, looking to the referee, who flashes two fingers. He pulls Gordon up, steps back, and hits a Spartan kick that sends Gordon over the ropes to the matted stone floor below.
Hawke: You see Gordon hit the ring apron on the way down?
King: Yup. Another mortal crushed by the Titan.
Hyperion steps out of the ring and drops down to the floor. He grabs Gordon up and flings him into the ring steps, demolishing them. Gordon Carlson gets up to his knees as Hyperion walks over to him with a cruel grin.
Hyperion: That's it. Bow before your God.
As Hyperion reaches for him, Gordon lunges from his kneeling position to palm strike Hyperion in the right knee cap in a move that makes the Titan's eyes bulge in pain before he falls into the wreckage of the ring steps. Gordon stands up, grabbing the top of the steps, and lifting it overhead.
Carlson: You wanna play? Let's play.
Hyperion sits up, but Gordon drills him with the top of the ring steps in a release move that sees Hyperion laying on the matted stone floor with the ring steps on top of him. Gordon looks to the ref in the ring, who is essentially like "What?". Gordon hits the top of the ring steps with a splash, crushing Hyperion underneath them.
Hawke: That's bound to hurt his ribcage, but Hyperion even more!
King: Right? It was an insane move! They still need to bring it into the ring for the match to be able to end.
Gordon lifts the section of ring steps up off of Hyperion, allowing him to start to sit up, but then drops the ring steps back onto him to send him back down to the matted floor. Gordon Carlson rolls back into the ring and wipes at the blood still trickling down from his face. Hyperion pushes the ring steps off of him and to the side, his face a mask of red. Hyperion climbs up onto the ring apron and steps into the ring while keeping his eyes on Gordon. Hyperion walks with a little bit of a limp, his eyes blazing with fury.
Hyperion: You won't walk from this day, boy.
Gordon shrugs, rushing at Hyperion, ducking under outstretched arms, turns, and slamming his shin into Hyperion's right knee to bring him down to the mat. Gordon applies a spinning toe hold on the right leg before dropping an elbow to the side of the knee. Gordon stands up, grabbing Hyperion to apply a figure four leglock. Hyperion manages to get a foot to Gordon's butt and kick him away. Hyperion stands up, wincing as he puts weight onto the right leg. Gordon comes at him again, going for the leg again, but Hyperion slams the knee into Gordon's face with a grunt of pain. Hyperion shifts his weight to his left foot as he pulls Gordon up into a power bomb position and power bombs him to the mat! He keeps hold of Gordon so that he can do it again. and again. and again! Hyperion looks down at Gordon Carlson, who lays on the mat as if dead with a satisfied smile.
Hawke: Hyperion looks to have this one wrapped up!
King: Like I told you. The Titan will win!
Hyperion gets Gordon up into a high choke slam position, holding him in the air for what feels like forever. Before slamming him down, Gordon manages to kick Hyperion right in the right knee cap. Gordon Carlson drops down to the match where he starts the process of wrapping up Hyperion in a Kimura Arm Lock and Tiger Suplex Hold!
Hawke: Gordon has that move locked in!
King: The Titan's in trouble!
The move is locked in for a long time as Hyperion refuses to submit and tries to break free. Unfortunately, Hyperion's seemingly infinite strength finds its limits as he weakens from the hold being applied. The ref checks Hyperion's free arm and it drops. The ref checks Hyperion's arm for a second time. It drops. He checks Hyperion's arm for a third time. It drops. The ref signals for the bell and notifies Gordon to break the move.
Bonnie Jenkins: Winner of the match and moving on to the Night of Champion's X*Crown match...Gordon Carlson!
Gordon Carlson celebrates in the ring while Hyperion rolls out of the ring and works on limping his way to the back.
Hawke: Well here it is and it’s time for our main event of the evening. Who will join Rob Arnold, Rat Bastard, Ryan Young, Dylan Black and Gordon Carlson at Night of Champions?
King: That’s right it’s Yuki Sakaraba, the Destiny Wrestling world champ versus XHF Legend Steve Awesome, a former X*Crown Champ in his own right.
Bonnie Jenkins: This match is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the Night of Champions 11 main event for the X*Crown Championship. Entering first, from Hirosaki-Shi, Aomori Prefecture, Japan … at 5’6” and 120 pounds, representing Destiny Wrestling, she is the DW World Champion … “The Kawaii Supernova” … YUKI SAKARABA!
“Ride on Shooting Star” by the Pillows hits the speakers as Yuki emerges on the stage and holds up her belt and the V symbol with her other hand. She marches her way to the ring with a huge smile on her face as she looks out over the ocean. She rolls into the ring and blows a kiss to the camera before handing her belt off to the timekeeper and stretching in the corner.
King: Isn’t she an image of radiance! Think she’ll autograph my body pillow?
Hawke: KING! She is a world champion show some respect!
Bonnie Jenkins: And her opponent, representing Team Fuck Mongo, from Detroit, Michigan … at 6’2” and 238 pounds … “The Face of the Franchise” … STEVE AWESOME!
{All the lights in the arena die out and the pre-recorded piped in crowd noise starts chanting his name.}
"AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME!"
{Dramatic Pause.}
"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"
{The hastily set up boom lights in the arena explode to life as they flash green and black to the beat as Steve Awesome comes running out with intensity to the hyped up chorus of "Full of Regrets" by Danko Jones.}
“Lonely nights/ and a whole lot of wasted time!
If you see her wont you tell her for me/
It's better this way to avoid all the misery”
{The chorus plays again as Steve walks down to the ring. The guitar starts soloing and Steve hops into the ring and he provocatively slips off his jacket and then spins and drops into a kneel and he flexes his arms. He gets a slow motion effect as pyro sprays behind him.}
King: What a show put on by the movie star!
Hawke: We use that term very lightly.
ONE FALL STANDARD MATCH
Yuki Sakaraba (DW) vs Steve Awesome (TFM)
Ding Ding Ding! The bell rings and the two begin circling each other. Yuki feints in looking for an opening. Steve sees this and just crotch chops at her. She recoils in disgust. He uses this to charge in and hit her with a clothesline.
Steve Awesome: You may think you can beat me … but Yukan’t!
King: Oh that was awful.
Hawke: That’s what happens when someone who makes bad jokes tries to put bad jokes in another man’s mouth. Ugh.
King: What?
Hawke: Hmm?
King: Nevermind.
Yuki climbs back to her feet and both competitors circle around the ring as Steve slowly makes his way to the middle to try and corner Yuki Sakaraba but she’s too smart for what Steve puts her off as, crawling under his legs and getting back to her feet, dropkicking him into the corner and sending him head first into the turnbuckles but Awesome catches himself, placing his hands right in front of his face from connecting the buckles. Yuki comes running in with another dropkick but Steve moves out of the way and throws Yuki into the corner, boots to the gut land before Steve goes for the Irish Whip and sends Yuki into the corner. Steve runs into Yuki with the Gamengiri to Yuki but she ducks the kick and Awesome goes over the ropes and hops over them again, into the ring before hopping onto the top rope and laying there, being cocky and in the face of the Destiny Wrestling Heavyweight Champion.
King:Take a look at that, Steve Awesome being as cocky as he could ever be.
Hawke: And why would he not? He’s a multi-time World Champion, of course he has every right to do that.
Yuki charges in at Awesome but he pushes himself into the ring and places his feet on Yuki’s chest, slamming her down to the mat and stomping down onto the chest. Awesome walks away from the prone Yuki as he wags his finger to the cameras that are pointed right at him. He backs himself into the corner and watches Yuki get back to his feet, springing onto the ropes and going for the Roundhouse but Yuki ducks and goes for one of her own, springing onto the ropes with her own lariat! Yuki takes down Awesome and quickly gets to her feet, the Sliding Elbow from Yuki to the jaw of Awesome knocks him down once more. Yuki goes for the cover but Awesome forcefully kicks out.
King:Doesn’t matter what takes Awesome down, he’ll still show off as much as possible.
Hawke: He’ll make everything he does look… so god damn crap, no WONDER this man in AWF!
Yuki gets to her feet and looks to connect the Super Galactic Collider but Awesome falls back and kips up, landing the Superkick right on the jaw, a Flying Knee knocks the Kawaii Supernova off her feet and into the ropes but she rebounds and right into the Basement Dropkick, knocking Awesome off his feet and crashes down face first onto the mat. Yuki comes back to her feet and drops the knee onto the spine of the self-proclaimed AWF Tag Team Champion, and then another knee across the spine, and she drops the double knees onto the spine! Yuki looks to lock in the Bow and Arrow Submission but she can’t seem to be able to get a good hold onto Awesome’s legs, Yuki goes for the double knees but Awesome rolls out of the way, and rolls back in with a kick to the head! He kips up to his feet and springs to the ropes, the Lionsault connects across the back of Yuki Sakaraba.
King: Might as well call that the Awesome-sault, that was a thing of beauty!
Hawke: Agree to disagree, King, and that’s all I’ll say on the matter.
Awesome stands to stare into the lens of the camera with a smirk on his feet, strutting his stuff and turning back around to Yuki, awaiting for her to get back to her feet and as she does, Awesome is waiting in the corner with the Pump Kick and then the Flying Knee and then the Step Up Enzuigiri! She's immediately fired up! Spinning Backfist to Awesome and now the Irish Whip to the corner... Knife Edge Chop and Yuki is raining down the Machine Gun like chops onto the chest of Awesome! His chest is going red raw and Yuki throws him across the ring with another Irish Whip into the opposite corner and she comes running in with the chop across the chest! She pushes Awesome out of the corner and there's the Tornado Kick across the head of Steve. Yuki goes up to the top rope, her back turned against her opponent, and she goes for the Tsuki no Hane! She lands it! The cover and the count by Yuki...
ONE!
TWO!
T-
Hawke: Awesome kicks out with good timing, he had it well scouted with that pinfall.
King: Well, he won't go down so easily. If he does, he'll go down swinging, and knowing what Awesome can do in the ring, him going down swinging is the last thing you need.
Yuki looks to set up the arm, thinking of the Super Galactic Collider onto Awesome, she comes off the ropes but the Jawbreaker! A running elbow! And another! Awesome is looking to continue his comeback with the Scoop Slam and the Senton Splash! Awesome gets back to his feet, bouncing off of the ropes and begins to strut his stuff, slowly making his way over to the downed Yuki. He points up to the high heavens and cocks his arm back and into the flexing position before dropping down the elbow and posing on top of Yuki for the pin.
ONE!
Yuki's able to turn it around... Kimura Loc-- HOVERBOARD LOCK!! APPLIED ON THE ARM OF STEVE AWESOME, HE'S SHAKING HIS ARM, SEEMING TO TAP BUT HE ROLLS OVER AND INTO AN ARMBAR! Awesome rolls up Yuki with his arm trapped!
ONE!
Another kick out from the Kawaii Supernova as she gets back to her feet-- JAW BREAKER!!! YUKI CONTINUES TO STAND!! STEVE HAS THE ARM HOOKED, CROSS FACE CHICKEN WING SUPLEX!!! THE AWESOME-PLEX DROPS YUKI ON HER NECK BUT SHE'S BACK UP!!! SHE'S HULKING UP!! STEVE WITH THE AWESOME-SAULT!! THE COVER AND THE COUNT!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE--
YUKI POWERS OUT!!!
King: MY WORD! What a sequence! How has Yuki survived for so long?
Hawke: It's a good question, I'm guessing that there's a fire in Yuki that won't go out... or she rolled under 5 to kick out there.
Awesome pulls himself up to his feet, using the ropes for leverage as he takes notice of Yuki pulling back up to her feet, Awesome goes for the Curb Stomp but his foot slips... Death Valley Driver by Yuki! She bounces off the ropes and THIS TIME IT CONNECTS! THE SUPER GALACTIC COLLIDER TURNS AWESOME INSIDE OUT!! SHE'S GOING ALL THE WAY UP!! ALL THE WAY UP TO THE TOP!! STEVE IS SLOWLY GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET.... MASS EXTINCTION TO THE BACK OF AWESOME'S HEAD!!! YUKI IS SIGNALLING THE END OF THE NIGHT!!!
Hawke: IF SHE DOES THIS, THIS MIGHT BE THE BIGGEST UPSET I'VE EVER SEEN!!! SINCE THE LAST MATCH AT LEAST!
King: CAN YUKI SAKARABA DO IT?? CAN SHE ROLL THE DICE FOR DESTINY ONCE MORE?!
YUKI LIFTS UP AWESOME ONTO THE TOP ROPE, HE'S HUNG UP... DRAGON SCREW NECK WHIP!! THE KAWAII GINGA NO SHIZUKU!!!
King: PAYING HOMAGE TO SANG HYUN LEE WITH THAT NECK WHIP... SHE'S HOOKING THE LEGS!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Hawke: YUKI SAKARABA HAS JUST MADE UPSET OF THE DAMN NIGHT! Or she would have but … we’ve had a few…
Yuki rolls off of Steve Awesome as her music plays through the PA system and her hand is raised, her title being handed to her as the announcement comes in.
Bonnie Jenkins: Here is your winner and ADVANCING to the Main Event of Night of Champions Eleven... The Destiny Wrestling Heavyweight Champion... YUKI SAKARAAAABAAAAAA!!!!
Hawke: Ladies and gentlemen thanks for joining us for Overheated. We have a spectacular main event set up for Night of Champions 11 in two weeks and we hope to see you there.