Legacy #19: Welsh Homecoming

[Mr. Blood]

Wrestle:UK Legacy 19

Welsh Homecoming

Principality Stadium

Cardiff, Wales

Match:Last Shot Battle Royale (Summary)

The match started with everyone in the ring and was immediately in chaos and Kasper Van Zant saw to the elimination of John Blade dropping him outside of the ring with a incredibly stiff JAWCLACKER, then it was Grant who almost eliminated Kasper before those two went bck and forth. The Fairtex's battled for the longest time with ODS before Sinclair came to the help ODS and all three eliminated the Fairtex's, turning their attention then on Otto Ritter and GPT. Beckett for a while was gaining the upper hand on Salt until Pepper hits a low blow on Beckett, Salt almost takes his head off with her Heart Break Kick! Pepper then comes from behind with the EoD (End of Dreams). Together both women send Beckett over the top rope for his elimination.

Florida Man still the ever crafty scaly thing had just hit the YOUR NAME HERE DRIVER (no sponsors on the name; rumor is Kasper Van Zant has such a wet spot for the reptile she's filed for the name of sponsor) on Angus Plauge. Lady Lana dodges a clothes line from both ODS who had abandoned Ritter and GPT to fight themselves, then in a surprise turn of events Lana and Florida Man eliminate ODS systematically one at a time with a drop kick (Lady) rope pull down (Florida Man) method. Ritter is then eliminated by GPT, GPT IS THEN ELIMINATED OVER A TURNBUCKLE BY MATSUI!

Kasper and Grant are trading chops, Kasper finally breaks away bouncing off the ropes hitting Grant with a shoulder tackle only to bounce off. She goes back again with the same result, before bouncing off the ropes something else seems to be happening Kasper is frustrated and it looks like she's charging up for something. Grant mocks his sister before slapping down a charging Salt and then Pepper, Kaspers just charging up, Oni take a chance at Grant but a big boot drops Oni, Grant mocks Kasper more, and this time Kasper let's out a ferocious scream bouncing off the ropes yelling, 'LOUISIANA CRASH!', and this time she jumps planting both her boots in the center of Grant's chest like a drop kick but instead she follows Grant down landing with both boots on his chest still!

Kasper then scoops Oni up lifting them above her head and tosses them outside the ring. Angus is eliminated by Otto Ritter by clothesline, Lady Lana eliminates Ritter with a running Hurricanrana, and Grant is eliminated by the same combo of Salt and Pepper! Sinclair then has an entanglement with Salt and Pepper, Florida Man and Matsui are fighting but it's tangent as Florida Man plays a good game of possum leaving Matsui in a confused state of mind.

Lana and Kasper are trading blows Lady Lana tries a back elbow but Kasper catches it and hits a quick DISASSOCIATION! Matsui, Florida Man, and Sinclair find themselves in a entanglement with Salt and Pepper but it's Matsui and Florida who eliminate the pair. As Matsui and Florida Man go back at it Sinclair backs off backing towards the ropes when Salt and Pepper pull the ropes down, Pepper grabs Sinclair by the hair pulling her over the top rope!

Kasper stalks the corner resting. Lana has climbed to the opposite corner of Kasper watching Florida Man and Matsui fight. It's Florida Man eliminates Matsui but before he can procure any other shenanigans Kasper connects a JAWCLACKER! She doesn't waste time picking the scaly things up and placing a magic 8 ball in the snoot of Florida Man before another JAWCLACKER!

Lana rushes Kasper only for Kasper to connect another JAWCLACKER! Florida Man is slow to his feet but Kasper helps him up and tosses him into the corner where she begins the fight to eliminate him and when it seems Florida is fighting back Kasper removes the eight ball connects three shots to the things head before finally tossing him out! She hadn't forgot about Lana either with whom Kasper picks up Lana drills Kasper a few times but a stiff kick doubles Lana over and into DISASSOCIATION only Kasper spills Lana over the top rope! Kasper begins to celebrate in the ring with a well earned victory but there was no bell and when she turned to sweep the ring WARRICK BLASTS KASPER WITH A SPEAR! Kasper is folded into the turnbuckle, Warrick rises to his feet and is met with a chorus of booing but the man doesn't waste any time going back at Kasper stomping her in the corner.

He goes to pick her up but Kasper isn't done, she kicks the man on the inside of his legs and seems to be stealing a move from her brother Grant. She lights him up with a series of punches aimed at the stomach and head, combos of low and high lefts and rights! Kasper goes to lock in for a exploding suplex but the little she does lift of Warrick he hammers her in the head with elbows until Kasper let's him go, a big boot doesn't drop Kasper but nobodies home! Warrick big boots her again dropping her this time, he finally wipes Kaspers punches away smirking as though nothing had even happened. Going to the opposite corner Warrick waits greedily for Kasper to rise and just as she stands not even turned around he spears her in the back driving her this tune front facing the turnbuckle!

Kasper comes stumbling backwards right into The Downfall but in reverse the back of her head ! With nothing left upstairs Warrick lifts Kasper like a gunne sack and politely dumps her over the rope...

The bell rings and Warrick is the victor!

Match:EVK vs. Victoria DiScorpio

Salazar: The following contest is a grudge match! It is set for one fall, with no time limit! Introducing first! Hailing from Cologne, Germany, and weighing in at 145 lbs! She is ESSSSMERELDA! VON! KRRRAAAAUUUSSSS!!!

Tucker: Fans, as Esmerelda von Krauss makes her way out to the ring for this grudge match, if you aren’t familiar with her you might think that smirk means she’s not taking the match seriously. But Arthur, Andrew, we’ve seen this before and it is never a good time for anyone when Esme’s got that kind of look on her face. She-

CLANK!

Fulton: What the hell?! A fan just jumped the guardrail and- where the hell is security bro, what the fuck is this?

The fan has two hands full of EVK’s hair. Strangely it seems that she wasn’t entirely unprepared, and is trying to get a grip on the fan’s neck. But the fan has a leverage advantage, and she places her boot against the guardrail for leverage and hotshots EVK neck first across it!

Tucker: Andrew, that’s no fan!

The ‘fan’ pulls off a wig and then removes a T-shirt.

Torchwood: Victoria DiScorpio was lying in wait! Esmerelda was ready for an attack from behind, so DiScorpio waited in the stands!

DiScorpio grabs the chair she was sitting on and slams it into EVK’s back. EVK recoils up to her hands and knees with the pain, and DiScorpio blasts her in the side. The chair now bent, DiScorpio throws it away and grabs Godfrey by the hair and waist and drags her towards the ring.

Tucker: This match is not hardcore rules or no-DQ, but you can’t be disqualified if the match hasn’t started yet! And fans, we haven’t had a chance to discuss Victoria DiScorpio on the air-

Fulton: Assassin’s Creed shit, bro!

Tucker: But she could have done a lot more damage with an ambush like that.

Torchwood: Two chair shots to the back aren’t usually going to be enough to cancel the match and call the medics, and Jeremy’s right - it seems DiScorpio wants to win the match in the ring.

DiScorpio throws EVK under the bottom rope and climbs into the ring herself. Just to be careful, she grabs a handful of the referee’s shirt and wads it up in her fist to threaten him. He calls for the bell. Pushing him backwards DiScorpio begins stomping furiously on EVK.

DING! DING! DING!

Tucker: So to recap this - we know nothing about what Victoria DiScorpio can do in the ring, but she’s responsible for severing the relationship between Esmerelda Von Krauss, her erstwhile husband Armand Von Krauss, and the rest of the Von Krauss dynasty.

Fulton: And judging by those kicks I’m thinking she wants to sever the relationship between Esme’s kidney and all the blood in it, or however that body kick knockout shit works.

Cross ring Irish whip. DiScorpio runs the ropes as EVK bounces out of the corner, so that DiScorpio can hit a corkscrew kick to the back of the head! Another cross-ring whip into the corner, and DiScorpio hits a running ‘facewash’ superkick! As DiScorpio stands on the bottom rope with one leg hanging over the top, EVK stumbles from the corner and falls to the mat. DiScorpio elegantly rolls backwards, doing the splits and showing that leg off. Kneeling next to EVK, DiScorpio grabs her by the head - and EVK slips out the back.

Torchwood: This is going to be a bit tough to call because Esmerelda actually knows DiScorpio better than we the commentators do. I’ve no idea what DiScorpio was setting up there, but Esme didn’t want any part of it and slipped away.

EVK pulls DiScorpio to her feet, DiScorpio hits a back elbow and spins around with a rolling elbow, but EVK ducks that and catches DiScorpio on the return with a palm strike!

Tucker: It is still very… eh, unsettling, to hear people cheering for Esmerelda Von Krauss.

DiScorpio reels away from EVK clutching her face. Her upper lip was split open by that palm strike. Stepping over DiScorpio’s shoulder, EVK rolls her forward into a judo style headscissor with one arm trapped. DiScorpio tries to bridge out of it, can’t, and has to drag herself to the ropes and drape an ankle over them. With a smirk, EVK twists DiScorpio’s arm into a Nikajo and brings her to her knees.

Torchwood: Esmerelda’s shown sadistic tendencies in her ring work before, and right now she’s enjoying the predicament she’s got DiScorpio in and not trying overly hard to do damage.

DiScorpio manages to get her ankle over the ropes while standing. Esme twists the arm a little bit harder, the ref steps in to tell her to break - and DiScorpio sneaks in an eye rake over the ref’s back, then pulls EVK down into a double arm DDT!

Tucker: I was about to say DiScorpio might be outmatched, but she just got herself back into it.

DiScorpio grabs EVK around the forehead with an Iron claw. Dragging her with it to the center of the ring, she bashes EVK’s head into the canvas several times, and then just leans her whole weight on the hold. EVK’s shoulders are down as she tries to pull DiScorpio’s hand loose and the ref counts! ONE… TWO… EVK has to twist and get a shoulder up. DiScorpio forces her back down! ONE… TWO… and the other shoulder goes up. Now DiScorpio climbs on top of EVK with a high top mount, leaning forward to add weight to the hold. ONE… TWO… and EVK bucks DiScorpio off! DiScorpio loses the claw but holds onto the hair though, and tries to pull EVK in for a ‘short hair’ DDT. But EVK blocks it, and slowly lifts DiScorpio up on her shoulders - and over with a northern lights suplex! And she transitions that into an armbar.

Torchwood: Victoria DiScorpio clearly has a lot of training and talent, but when it comes to these technical exchanges, Esmerelda has had her number most of the match, with Victoria holding on through sheer… grit?

Fulton: Anger, bro. She really reminds me of someone else around here, I just can’t quite put my finger on it. Eh, I’m sure it’ll… don on me.

Tucker: Would you stop?!

DiScorpio’s clutching her arm to her chest, EVK is nursing her head. Strike exchanges with EVK don’t work well, and when DiScorpio throws a slap, EVK feints, deflects it and hits a European uppercut to the back of the head! DiScorpio hits the ropes chest first, bounces back into EVK who grabs her by both sides of the neck - and DiScorpio quickly mule kicks her! Even if it doesn’t hurt her as much as it would hurt a dude, it’s still enough to stun EVK. DiScorpio butterflies the arms, and drops her HARD with a spinning sit-down pedigree!

Tucker: I don’t know if DiScorpio’s got a gimmick name for that, but that might be it!

ONE… TWO… THREEDISCORPIO PULLS HER UP!

Holding EVK by the hair, DiScorpio snarls something into her face and leans back.

And EVK throws a very precise jab right into DiScorpio’s throat!

DiScorpio reels back and falls to her knees, choking. Black liquid is oozing out of her mouth and down her chin.

Torchwood: I think she was going for the black mist, and Esme blocked it with that strike to the throat!

EVK then wraps her leg around DiScorpio’s arm, bending it back. She grabs the far arm so DiScorpio can’t roll out and leans forward, using her own stomach to bend DiScorpio’s arm up.

Tucker: Omo-plata shoulder lock by EVK! DiScorpio has nowhere to go - and yes, she’s tapping!

DING! DING! DING!

Salazar: Here is your winner, via submission: ESMERELDA! VON! KRAUSS!

Esme doesn’t drop the hold at first. As the referee gets in her face and threatens to reverse the decision, she lets go as roughly as possible, twisting the arm and earning a shriek from DiScorpio.

Fulton: And that’s a sprain.

The ref drops to one knee to tend to DiScorpio. Disdaining to even look at her foe, EVK steps out of the ring and walks up the aisle. Raising one eyebrow as the fans cheer, she performs an elegant curtsy before disappearing through the curtains.

Tucker: That looked rather like a farewell.

DiScorpio climbs to her feet, a pained snarl on her face as she holds her shoulder, slowly working her elbow and fingers. She whirls around and kicks the ref between the legs, then takes a running start and knees him in the face. Still clutching her shoulder she storms away.

Torchwood: DiScorpio retreating to lick her wounds. I doubt we’ve seen the last of her for good, but I suspect it will be some time before she returns.

Tucker: Fans we’ve got more coming at you, so don’t go away!

Inside the WUK catering area sat the Baroness of the WUK, Sinclair frowned at the tablet in her hands as she sipped at her tea. A faint frown on her pretty face, and she shook her head before looking up as a shadow fell across her. She looked up, lowering her cup absently as she looked at Kasper Van Zant.

Sinclair Godfrey: Miss Van Zant, what is it?

After all very few people addressed the servants of Donzig lightly. They were not nice people, or reasonable, and worst of all to speak to them was to get their attention. Kasper shrugged, and she leaned across the table.

Kasper: I just wanted to talk to you about Donzig.

Sinclair frowned.

Sinclair Godfrey: Well, since Armand wrested control of Donzig-gun from him he has been–

Sinclair waved a hand, and Kasper nodded.

Kasper: The old Donzig!

Sinclair Godfrey: I suppose.

Sinclair reached for her cup, and she lifted it slowly to take another delicate sip. She stared at Van Zant thoughtfully, and Kasper shrugged as she continued.

Kasper: Come on, he wasn’t all bad! I loved how he would stand up to the Icons of the BWA like they were nothing. And remember that time he put Draven on trial.

Sinclair Godfrey: He wasn’t all bad is the problem.

The Baroness said dryly.

Then the doors of the room banged open, and the Van Zant Brothers walked inside. They smirked at Kasper, and they walked closer as they shoved the chairs aside. Kasper turned, frowning at them as she leaned against the table. They stepped closer, and she lifted a hand which curled into a fist.

Van Zant Brothers: Come with us, Daddy wants to see you. Or don’t, we need a good fight!
Kasper looked between them, trying to decide what to do. Sinclair Godfrey’s eyes narrowed, and she sat down her tea cup as she rose from the table with a tilt of her chain. Her hands lifted, and gestured before they folded before her.

Sinclair Godfrey: Kasper and I were speaking, I know you gentlemen didn’t intend to be rude. But you should wait until –

The pair blinked at Sinclair, and then nudged each other. Then one of them pushed aside Kasper, pointing angrily.

Van Zant Brothers: Who do you think you are! This is family business! It’s none of your business, you’re–

Sinclair smiled slowly, and she let her hands fall to the table as she leaned forward. A wild grin forming on her lips as she purred.

Sinclair Godfrey: I think I am the Lady Sinclair Godfrey, First of the Children of the Fall, the Right Hand of the Scourge, and I just made it my business.

The brother stepped forward, and Kasper stepped back towards Sinclair who stared at the two men with indifference. And then from the shadows behind her stepped the hulking forms of the monsters known the Oblivion Death Squad.

Mormo and Moloch.

They stared at the Van Zant Brothers with cold angry eyes, and Sinclair smiled.

Sinclair Godfrey: I think you gentlemen forgot to be in Donzig-gun means you are never alone.

Van Zant Brothers: Ah, shit. You haven’t heard the last of this!

Sinclair Godfrey: See you soon.

Kasper blinked, watching her brothers retreat as she turned to the three as Sinclair stared after them. A hand lifting as Mormo took an angry step forward, and she slowly reclaimed her chair before frowning at her tea.

Sinclair Godfrey: Bother, it’s cold.

Kasper: That was AWESOME!

The three blinked, and Sinclair arched a brow. Kasper was delighted, and she leaned across the table with a smile before she looked back at the Death Squad. Then she shrugged, and just kept going.

Kasper: What would have happened if they hadn’t left? What if Donzig had been here?

Sinclair Godfrey: They would have left in pieces. And if Donzig was here? Well, that would have been unpleasant. The Scourge is very–

Mormo tilted his head.

Mormo: Tërësor.

Sinclair Godfrey: Thorough, yes. He would probably be on the way to express his displeasure to your father, dear. The Scourge doesn’t care for rudeness.

The three nodded slowly, and Kasper glanced at the door.

[Mr. Blood]

Commandrix: "Katie how can we accommodate you."

Katie Moss: "Well I just want your opinion on The Dark Stars World Tag Team Championship shot against Epcot Mafia."

Commandrix: "It's been a while coming but The Dark Stars are more than prepared and they shall be relentless in the ring against Epcot Mafia."

Katie Moss: "What do you think of the possibility that they may turn on each other."

Commandrix: "Frankly speaking we aren't falling for that one bit. You see 'The Genius of War' doesn't see that happening any time soon."

Niko: "If there's one thing we don't believe in and that's being fooled by anyone's claims of dissension in their ranks. The Dark Stars know what that is like and we know that anything is possible but Epcot Mafia isn't that kind of team."

Kono: "You see Katie. The Dark Stars are focused on one thing and one thing only and that's those World Tag team Championships held by Epcot Mafia. We don't care what they are up to but we'll tell you this Katie. We aren't going to fall for anything they are pulling just to give us a false sense of confidence."

Niko: "You see we aren't that kind of team. The Dark Stars are going out there and we are going to conduct our business in the ring as we always do and we plan on three things and the first is annihilation."

Kono: "The next thing is committing desolation in the ring with no regrets whatsoever and we plan on doing it with relentless determination. There shall be no doubt who the real tag team champions are and that's The Dark Stars."

Niko: "That's what we do best and we do it with efficiency. Now to Kingdom of Failures you committed a crime against The Dark Stars and punishment shall be pure brutality Dark Star way."

Kono: "Tonight new tag team champions shall be crowned and it's going to be The Dark Stars. By the way Kingdom of Failures we haven't forgotten you and we plan on destroying your kingdom for what you did."

Commandrix: "Tonight there won't be no fairy tale ending for Epcot Mafia. Now we shall be on our way to conduct Dark Star business The Dark Star way and that goes for you too Kingdom of Failures."

(The Dark Stars and Dark Novas leave as the scene slowly fades to black.)

The fans in Cardiff were on their feet as Frank Wormwood walked from the back in his rumpled suit, he paused to adjust his tie before he waved a hand that was holding a leather binder. On cue a team of police clad in fatigues stalked from the back, they looked around at the crowd before they followed after Frank.

A moment later another small group of men came out, these ones wearing the uniforms of WUK Security as Frank climbed into the ring with the police. He walked around the table, and sat down at the head of it before he reached up to push his thick glasses on his nose.

‘GET ON YOUR KNEES AND BOW DOWN!!!’

The music hit, and the fans booed as Spike Kane stormed from the back. He stared at the security who backed up a few steps before he rolled his eyes. He headed for the ring, rolling under the ropes before he rose up to stare at the police. Then he shrugged, and laughed at Wormwood before he dropped down in the seat.

A moment later, Slipknot blasted across the arena. The fans were on their feet, and Donzig came from the back with an angry glare cast at the ring as he chewed on a cigar. He stared at the fans, then started down the ramp at a pace that alarmed the security guards. Spike laughed as Frank held up a hand.

Donzig rolled inside, and he stood a long moment looking at Spike before he dropped down in his own chair. Flicking ashes from the cigar, Frank frowned.

Frank Wormwood: You can’t smok–

Donzig flipped him off, and then he pointed the cigar at Spike.

Donzig: Finally getting what you want?

Spike grabbed a mic, and he shook his head as he pointed.

Spike: No! This isn’t what I want! Not even close, you, my friend are just in the way. Just a worthless cretin masquerading as the real Donzig, but you’re not him! You’re not! I want the REAL Donzig!

Donzig’s hand slammed down on the table, and the cops all flinched as Frank looked at him. Spike grinned, and leaned closer as he laughed.

Spike: Oh, you can scare those boys in the back! You scare these fucking pigs! But I have seen the real “you”, and you’re nothing!

Spike deliberately moves to lock eyes with Donzig.

Spike: You see Donzig, once upon a time I stood inside a steel cage in a double ring! And the legends of the XHF were laying all around, gods were bleeding inside of that cage, the Pillars of Violence were ready to fall! And a man looked at me covered in his own blood, and he laughed.

He laughed, Donzig! And you know what he said to me?

He said ‘if you fear dying, you’re already dead.’

Spike pointed angrily.

Spike: You’re not him! You’re his ghost! A fucking mask, yeah? A wild animal kept too long! But at the Battle of Britain? I am going to tear you apart, I am going to rip away this face you’re pretending is yours! And I will get my hands around that fucker’s throat!

Donzig grunted, and he puffed at his cigar before he spread his hands. Then he grabbed the mic, flicking it away.

Donzig: I want to be very clear, I want you to hear me! I want all of these people in the XHF to fucking hear me! I am not scared of you, of SKY Force, or –

Spike: No! No one said you were! You’re deflecting because you’re scared of him! And that is why I am going to end you! You’re holding back! You’re good, sure, you’re real good, but you’re not HIM.

He’s great! And you need to be great to even be in my league, Donzig!

Donzig stared, eyes narrowing.

Donzig: You’re full of shit!

Spike: Only one person in this ring is full of shit, Donzig! We all saw you attack Zoran, and we all know that wasn’t you! Your grip is slipping!

Donzig said nothing, but he grabbed the contract to fling it towards Spike.

Donzig: Sign the motherfucker so I can send you back to Hell!

Spike grinned as he lifted the pen.

Spike: Back, as if I never left…..fine. Your funeral!

Donzig: Buried alive?

Spike: Done.

The pen slashed, and he slid it to Donzig who signed it as well. Frank watched them, and then Donzig flung it at him. He grabbed the contract, holding it high as he looked around before he grabbed the mic.

Frank Wormwood: Donzig vs Spike! Buried Alive at Battle of Britain!

Frank grinned, and Spike rose with a shrug. Donzig stared at him, and then his hand snapped forward to grab his arm as his head tilted slowly to the side. His face seemed to twitch, and he gave a cold dead smile.

Donzig: See you soon, Spike. See you soon.

Spike jerked his arm away, and laughed as he shoved past the security.

Donzig stared after him, blinking slowly as Frank looked on in dismay.

Match: Armand Von Krauss vs. Armand Hunter

Last Man Standing

Tucker: We’re back at ringside, and these two didn’t even wait for the bell! This is bedlam!

Armand rushes at Hunter, but Hunter sees him coming and stops him in his tracks with a spinning back kick. He grabs the side headlock, Armand shoots him to the ropes and bends down for a back drop, Hunter kicks him in the chest, grabs the arm and pulls him in to throw him with a wrist clutch exploder!

Tucker: To be a good hunter you’ve got to have eyes in the back of your head, and those sneak attacks very rarely work on Eron Hunter!

A european uppercut and a roundhouse kick knock Armand back into the corner. Hunter follows Armand in with some more roundhouse kicks to the chest, but when he jumps to the middle rope and tries a roundhouse to the face, Armand catches the leg and dumps him with a modified powerbomb! Hunter tries to recover quickly but Armand rushes out of the corner and face smashes Hunter into the mat. Without letting go of the head he tries pulling Hunter into a camel clutch, but Hunter elbows Armand in the leg and slips out the back of the hold.

Torchwood: Armand Von Krauss is possibly the best submissionist in W:UK at the moment and almost as dangerous when it comes to throws, but despite his power his striking game is one of his weaker points. Whereas Hunter-

Fulton: Has two knees on each leg.

Torchwood: With his striking versatility I sometimes wonder, Andrew.

Armand whirls around with a big lariat that Hunter ducks. Hunter picks the leg and dragon screw legwhips Armand to the ground before dropping a knee on the knee.

Tucker: Of course this isn’t a normal match, this is Last Man Standing.

Hunter tries to turn Armand over into a single leg Boston crab, but Armand wraps his legs around one of Hunter’s and manages to take Hunter down into an achilles hold. Hunter begins kicking before Armand can properly cinch the hold in, and ends up kicking him underneath the ropes. Armand lands on his feet and pulls Hunter out after him. He wraps Hunter up in an arm trapped bearhug and belly to belly suplexes him overhead

Tucker: There are a lot of hard, dangerous objects at ringside, and in this particular match they’re all legal!

Armand drags Hunter up and Irish whips him into the barricade. He grabs a chair from ringside and jabs Hunter in the gut with it, then smashes it over his back. Leaving Hunter down he moves to the foot of the entrance ramp where he starts pulling the ringside mats back.

Torchwood: As many suplexes as Armand Von Krauss knows, every last one of them will be even more devastating if Hunter takes them on that exposed concrete floor. And although Armand often stays above the fray when it comes to deathmatches, let us not forget that he promoted both a stable and an entire promotion focused on them.

Armand grabs Hunter and sets up a snap suplex. Hunter blocks! But Armand overpowers him with a knee lift. He tries the suplex again - and this time Hunter twists out of it and lands behind him! Hunter grabs a waistlock and tries a German suplex. Armand spreads his legs to lower his weight. He tries to elbow out but Hunter has also gone low to dodge strikes. Then Armand rolls forward, trying to trap Hunter in a rolling knee bar! Hunter hangs onto the turnbuckle to try and avoid going to the mat, and manages to shake his ankle loose.

Fulton: They’re both looking for big shots, but they’re both too fresh. It’s kind of like they’re swinging for the fences and missing.

And right as Andrew Fulton says that, Hunter manages to recover fast enough that he’s able to catch Armand rising and deliver a shining wizard!

Torchwood: You were saying?

Tucker: Eron Hunter’s going after the stairs now! What’s he got in mind? He’s trying to put them in the ring!

The stairs barely fit under the bottom rope but Hunter slides them in anyway. He then grabs Armand and throws him into the ring after them. Instead of entering the ring Hunter climbs the turnbuckle and hits Armand with a missile dropkick. Armand actually trips over the stairs and lands on them. Hunter runs to a perpendicular turnbuckle, jumps off - and hits the stairs with the big splash as Armand rolls out of the way in desperation!

Torchwood: A rare miscue from Hunter there, trying to finish the match a little bit early.

Armand grabs Hunter in a double claw hold around the head and then pulls him to his feet. With Hunter’s toes scraping the mat, Armand hurls him this way into the corner and then, balling up his fist, just goes to town. Hunter gets his arm up to block, but Armand has all the leverage and the referee can’t step in. Punch after punch lands, and finally Hunter slumps over on the ground, bleeding both from the nose and a cut under the eye. The fans are heartily booing as Armand adjusts lapels on the suit he isn’t wearing and waits for the count.

ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Hunter wipes some blood off his face and then grabs the ropes.

FIVE.. SIX… SEVEN…

Slowly, Hunter pulls himself up to his feet.

As the fans start cheering, Armand is tipped off. But, overly arrogant, he assumes that Hunter hasn’t got much left. And so when he turns around, instead of seeing a mostly beaten man wobbling on his feet, he sees a man in mid-air, arm extended, launching towards him too fast to dodge.

Tucker: White Tiger Lariat!

Hunter doesn’t play to the fans - much. Just a quick ‘that’s it’ motion. Then Armand is pulled to the corner. Hunter positions him for a powerbomb, lifts him up, runs-

KLANK!!

Tucker: And a White Tiger Bomb right on the stairs!

The fans explode, and Armand sprawls in a bleeding heap as Hunter leans against the barricade as the referee starts a count. Armand is out cold, and the fans are counting with the ref.

1….2….3….4….5….

Armnd stirs, and starts to rise before he drops once more.

….6….7….8….

The fans in Cardiff are stomping their feet, and Armand shakes his head as he tries to stir again.

….9….10!

Salazar: Your winner, and the last man standing! ERON HUNTER!

Then the lights go down, and Cardiff is silent in confusion. And then the lights flare back to life, a horrid dull red as figures stand around the downed Armand. They stand there silently, and Hunter steps forward before Sinclair Godfrey steps from between them. Her hand lifts, and she stares at Hunter before muttering something.

Tucker: I don’t like the looks of this!

The figure are all wearing masks except Sinclair, one of them is clearly Gavin Drake. Flanking him are the skull masked brutes of the Oblivion Death Squad. Across from them, face hidden behind a bandanna is Carbrey. His head tilts, and two huge men wearing what appear to lamb covered in hoses and a wolf skull under their hoods look down at Armand who stares between them.

Sinclair steps forward.

Sinclair Godfrey: I warned you, Armand. I warned you that if you failed once more there would be consequences. That the Abyss would have it’s price, and yet?

You failed.

Armand rises, and he sneers as he wipes blood from his face.

Armand: I am Armand-gun!

Sinclair Godfrey: You were.

Armand goes to step forward, and darkness falls once more. There is a shout, and then the sound of a struggle. And then the lights go back up, and they are all gone.

Fulton: Someone do something those monsters have taken Armand!

Tucker: Oh, no. How sad.

(The tron shows Psychotic Goth and Vampira surrounded by eerie green mist.)

Vampira: "High Rollers Club you have made a fatal error as to provoke my husband Psychotic Goth to rescue Kalmin Watts and now you shall pay the price."

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight High Rollers Club you shall find out what kind of monster you have unleashed. Tonight you shall see what happens when 'The King of the Goths' unleashes his fury upon you and you shall see what happens when you have suffered the consequences."

(He roars like a berserker along with the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "You see Crane and Reese you should have left well enough alone and not pick on Kalmin Watts. Now you have me involved and I don't show mercy on anyone and that includes you or Reese. I don't show compassion against any opponent nor do I let up on an opponent and you shall see I don't make any exceptions to that rule."

(Psychotic Goth bellows like a beast as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "You shall find that I do keep my vows and I do go through with my threats to beat one or the other down. You can bring the pain and agony but to me it's just motivation and pleasure since I've been subjected to that all my life and this shall be no exception."

(He4 laughs sadistically.)

Psychotic Goth: "You shall find that out too little too late when I show you what kinds of punishment I have in store for you as well as Kalmin Watt's plans for you too. Then you shall learn that Psychotic Goth is most intense and serious when provoked.)

(He lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging back his head revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks.)

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight High Rollers Club is your end and Reese and Crane you shall realize that you should have left Kalmin Watts alone and moved on. You shall find Kalmin dropping you on your head while I show you horrors that you never and I mean never ever have seen before in your dreams and nightmares. Beware of the consequences yet to come. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make my vow come true."

(The tron goes dark as the scene slowly fades to black.)

[Mr. Blood]

("UFC Remix" plays as Team Fairtex comes to ringside wearing casual wear as they enter the ring with cordless mics and walk around as the ringsiders cheer them.)

Tong Fairtex: "First of all to Hardkore World we are back home where we never left or forgot you."

(The ringsiders from Hardkore World cheer them.)

Phantam Fairtex: "That's right we are back home."

Tong Fairtex: "When we heard that our names were placed in the battle royal. We didn't object because..hey we always believed in any match or event and we are going to be all in. That's what Team Fairtex is all about and shall always be all about."

Phantam Fairtex: "There's never any doubt that when Team Fairtex makes a promise we always keep our word."

(Tong looks at Phantam with a little concern.)

Tong Fairtex: "What's wrong."

(Phantam whispers in his ear.)

Tong Fairtex: "You what?!"

(Phantam shrugs sheepishly.)

Phantam Fairtex: "I couldn't help it."

Tong Fairtex: "Bro you are still in the battle royal since we both signed the contract and we Wrestle: UK has it on file."

Phantam Fairtex: "Then in that care I'm ready to rumble in that battle royal and we are going to win no matter which one of us is going to remain. We are going to show all that Team Fairtex is still a team to be dealing with and we plan on regaining our tag team championships in a future time."

Tong Fairtex: "Because we are a tag team fighting machine and we plan on showing it all the way."

Phantam Fairtex: "Our word is our honor and we do believe in honor."

(Tong looks at him dubiously.)

Tong Fairtex: "So with that said we are out of here."

Phantam Fairtex: "Right with you bro."

(The leave the ring as the scene slowly fades to black.)

Match:Epcot Mafia vs. The Dark Stars

WUK Tag Team Championship

The Tron shows a dying star that explodes and two spinning graphics that turn into The Dark Stars as "Sixes and Sevens" by Annihilator plays and The Dark Stars enter and come to ringside marching with purpose accompanied by The Dark Novas through lasers shooting upwards. They have intense and ominous and murderous expressions on their faces. They hold the ropes open as The Dark Novas enter the ring and are joined by Niko in the center of the ring while Kono mount the top turnbuckle and they roar as they shot their weapons up and Kono backflips off the turnbuckle into a fighting crouch as lasers shoot upwards rom the ringposts. The Dark Stars remove their futuristic gladiator armor and place their weapons in their corner as Commandrix gives final instructions the same intense and ominous and murderous looks still on their faces

Tucker: The Dark Stars are a constant threat to any Tag Team Champions, and this is no different! They could very well walk out of Cardiff as champions.

Fulton: I am so torn, I love Marty! But Florida Man–

Tucker: I think Commandrix would happily rip your heart out if that helps.

Fulton: That is an outrage!

Tucker: I heard that hating you is the only thing Commandrix and Sinclair agree on.

Torchwood: Lads!

Salazar: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the WUK Tag Team Titles! Entering the ring first the challengers! Hailing from beyond the stars at 450 pounds! Accompanied by the Commandrix! They are the DARK STARS!

A burst of pyro hits, a loud pop of golden sparks as a mobility scooter rumbles onto the ramp. The fans cheer as Marty stands behind Florida Man, and he holds up the belt as Florida Man drives it forward. His own tag team belt around his neck, covering the front of his mask as he revs the electric motor before it starts heading down again.

Fulton: How do they keep getting that thing through customs!

Tucker: What?

Florida Man rolls into the ring first, and he shrugs at the Dark Stars before he walks over to the ref. He reaches into his tights, and produces a wad of food stamps which draws a cheer from the crowd as the ref tries to wave him off. Florida shoves it inside his shirt, patting the lump before he stares at the Dark Stars.

Marty looks on, shaking his head before he offers a hand to the Dark Stars. Kono stares down at it, and the fans cheer before he gives him the briefest of handshakes.

Tucker: A rare display of sportsmanship! Epcot Mafia demanded this match, feeling the Dark Stars were cheated back at Revolution.

Torchwood: I am not sure that was the wisest decision!

The ref calls for the bell, and Marty circles around Kono before they lock up. They push back and forth, testing strength before Kono shoves Marty into the corner. They call for the break, and Kono backs up with a shrug. Marty nods, and the pair lock up once more as they start to struggle. Then Kono breaks, going behind for a suplex! Marty counters, and shoves Kono into the ropes.

Back drop!

The fans pop, and Kono is back on his feet as Marty comes in. Hip Toss! Hip Toss!

He goes for a third, but Marty rolls away.

Tucker: Kono is one of the most dangerous ring technicians in the WUK!

Fulton: Oh, here we go!

Kono comes back in, and Marty drops back before he throws a kick at Kono! But Kono catches it, and Marty fires off an Enzugiri! Kono staggers back, and Marty wastes no time as he hits a few quick forearms before he hits a quick inverted atomic drop! The fans cheer, and Marty leaps onto the turnbuckle!

ODE TO ROMERO!

But Kono rolls away, and Marty comes up holding his ribs!

Torchwood: High risk, no reward for Marty!

Kono grabs Marty, and hits a quick bridging suplex!

1…

….2…

…..KICKOUT!

Tucker: Kono almost stole that!

Marty staggers towards the belt, trying to get to his corner. Kono drags him back, but Marty twists to drive a few quick kicks at him. Kono falls back, and makes a tag of his own! But Marty lunges to tag Florida!

Fulton: Tag!

Florida comes inside the ring, and charges across the ring to meet Niko. The pair start swinging, fighting back and forth before Niko fires Florida at the corner. Florida hits the turnbcukle, and stumbles back to be caught with a thunderous belly to back!

The fans groan, and Niko drops a quick elbow on Florida!

He locks on the RINGS OF PAIN!

Torchwood: Niko looking to put this one away!

Tucker: Florida trying to get free!

Niko tightens the hold, twisting Florida’s arms as he tries to push him towards the center of the ring. Florida shakes his head at the ref, cursing before he manages to hook his foot on the ropes! The ref calls for the break, and the fans cheer as he rolls to his feet. Niko comes in, and Florida ducks low to fling him across his shoulders.

And tosses him to the outside!


Tag to Marty!

And Florida runs back, diving between the ropes to the outside!

Fulton: This match is breaking down!

The fans are going wild as Niko and Florida brawl on the outside, and Florida grabs a drink from a fan. Tossing it on the floor before the oncoming Niko who slips before Florida catches him to toss him backwards into the corner of the mat!

A groan, and he flings Niko inside!

Torchwood: Florida Man up to his normal tricks!

Niko staggers to his feet, holding his back before he is leveled with a DIS-KNEE!

Marty: MARVELS COMING NOVEMBER 10TH, 20231

Fulton: Hero.

Cover!

1….

….2….

…..KICKOUT!

The fans cheer as Niko shakes his head, then starts crawling across the mat as the fans stomp their feet. Commandrix yells at him, slapping the mat as Kono leans across the ropes. Marty grabs for Niko, but Niko hammers an elbow into his face before he lunges!

Tucker: Tag!

Kono runs in, delivering a clothesline to Marty before he runs across the ring. He snaps a quick elbow into the face of Florida, and drops to the corner as he waits for Marty to rise! Marty comes to his feet, and Kono hits the chopblock! Marty drops to a knee, and Kono hits a quick snap suplex!

Torchwood: Kono on a rampage!

He scoops up Marty, and points at the corner as he scoops him up before he nails a quick snake eyes!

KONO DRIVER!

COVER!

1….

…..

…..2….

…..Thhhhhhhhr……

……FOOT ON THE ROPES!

Tucker: Ring awareness from Disney’s Own!

Torchwood: Marty Donovan one of the most underrated superstars on the WUK Roster!

Kono drags Marty back to his feet, delivering a few quick elbows before he snaps him at the ropes. He hits a side slam, and makes another cover!

1….

….2…

……KICKOUT!

The fans cheer, and Kono frowns as Commandrix yells at him before he drags Marty upwards to lock on a Dragon Sleeper! The ref checks on Marty, who shakes his head as he tries to get towards the ropes. But Kono holds him in place, and tightens the hold as the ref keeps an eye on Florida.

The ref lifts Marty’s arm once, then twice…..

And then it stays up!

The fans cheer wildly as Marty starts to push himself upwards, and Kono breaks the hold to fire Marty at the corner. Marty hits, and Kono charge in after him before Marty flips upwards before he delivers the REEDY CREEK RACING!

The fans explode, and both men are down as the ref starts a count. Marty starts to crawl for his corner, and he lifts his head to bellow.

Marty: DISNEY’S LORCANA AVAILABLE NOW!

Then he lunges as Kono grabs for him!

TAG TO FLORIDA!

Tucker: Florida Man back inside the ring!

Florida fairly leaps on Kono, battering away at him with knees and elbows before he grabs his legs!

NEVER STOP SPINNING AIRPLANE SPIN!

The fans start counting as Cardiff is coming unglued!

Fulton: Come on, everyone knows this move won’t affect the Dark Stars! Their alien physiology is immune to centrifugal force!

Tucker: What?

Florida let’s Kono go, and the Dark Star staggers to his feet with a glare before he makes a tag to Niko! Niko leaps across the ropes, and charges at Florida who scoops him up with a quick duck! And he starts biting at his neck and shoulders before he delivers the DEATH ROLL!

Torchwood: Niko is down!

Niko starts to rise, but Florida makes the tag to Marty!

DIS-KNEE!

Fulton: Niko looks dazed!

Marty leaps onto the turnbuckle, and he waits as Niko starts to rise. Kono runs along the ropes, clearly looking to break it up before he is tripped as Florida dives back inside to charge at him! The pair crash to the mat outside, and the fans are going crazy as Marty flips off Fulton!

Tucker: Marty doesn’t like you either!

Fulton: That was meant for you!

Marty: No, it was for Fulton!

COSTA PACIFICA SUNRISE!

The fans explode, and Marty makes the cover!

1…

…..2….

…….Thhhhhhhr…..

……

…..rrrrrrreeee!

The bell rings, and Kono rolls inside to check on Niko. Marty helps Niko up, and the fans are going wild even as Florida Man shrugs before he hands the confused looking Commandrix an EBT card.

She stares at it, and then shrugs as Salazar speaks.

Salazar: Your winners and still WUK Tag Team Champions, EPCOT MAFIA!

The fans cheer as the one and only Commissioner of the WUK Frank Wormwood comes from the back. He waddles down the ramp, and climbs the stairs before he steps between the ropes. He waves at the crowd, and calls for a mic before he smooths his rumpled and stained tie. A grin, and he adjusts his glasses.

Frank Wormwood: I am out here to make a huge announcement, a blockbuster announcement! And that is that on September 15th, WUK will be hosting Week Three of XHF End of Days before the Battle of Britain!

The fans cheer, and Frank nods as he paces back and forth.

Frank Wormwood: In addition to the great matches featuring stars from across the XHF? End of Days will feature a match demanded by Commandrix, and that will be: The Dark Stars vs. the Kingdom of Failure in a six man tag match!

The fans pop, and Frank beams.

Frank Wormwood: The WUK Commonwealth Championship will be on the line as Cheez faces Olympia!

The fans again cheer, and then turn to boos as ‘We be Clubbin’ blasts across the speakers. Frank blinks, staring up the ramp as pyros blast as Preston Andre Reese saunters from the back. He frowns, tugging at his jacket as he stares at the ring even as the newest member of the High Roller’s Club Warrick steps out behind him.

Reese shakes his head, heading down the ramp as he steps between the ropes. He undoes his middle button, and takes the mic from Frank.

Reese: Are you shitting me? Are you for real? Cheez? That video gaming jack ass? Cheez? Is this a joke?

The fans boo, and Reese glares.

Reese: All of you losers cheer for Cheez because he reminds you of yourselves! That shot should be mine! You can’t possible be leaving the hottest property in the WUK off of the End of Days!

Frank blinked.

Frank Wormwood: Salt and Pepper are on the card.

Warrick grabbed Reese when he lunged forward, and Frank laughed.

Frank Wormwood: You know what Reese? You’re on! At End of Days! Battle of Britain Night One! It will be Cheez vs. Olympia vs. Preston Reese! Triple Threat Elimination match for the WUK Commonwealth Title!

The fans explode, and Reese nods as he claps the shoulder of the glaring Warrick. And then they turn to go. Then the lights flicker and die, before flaring an angry red as Sinclair Godfrey sweeps down the ramp.

Reese and Warrick look at each other, and get out of Dodge as the Baroness steps inside of the ring. She frowns down at Wormwood, and then leans closer to whisper before she pats his head. Then steps from the ring as Frank swallows.

A shrug, and he lifts the mic.

Frank Wormwood: The Oblivion Death Squad vs. Bull & Bird just added in a Normandy Street Fight!

Cardiff explodes, and Frank flashes a grin again. Then he heads for the ropes with a final wave of his stubby hand.

[Mr. Blood]

Match:Crane & Reese vs. Watts & Goth

The fans in Cardiff boo, jeering as they make their feelings known. And a burst of pyros and a rain of golden sparks announces the arrival of ‘the High Roller’ Wesley Crane and Preston Reese! The fans are still booing as the pair come from the back, urging the fans on as they walk back and forth on the ramp.  Then Reese drops to his knees, spreading his arms wide as he laughs. Crane stands behind him, leveling the finger gun at the ring with a smirk. Then they head down the ramp, mocking the fans before they climb inside.

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time at a combined weight of 448 pounds! Representing the High Roller’s Club, they are Wesley Crane and Preston Andre Reese!

The pair smirk at the booing fans, Crane shaking his head as Reese laughs.

Tucker: These two make me sick!

Fulton: Haters have to hate!

Evil green mist bellows out of the ring entrance as a woman screams and Psychotic Goth laughing maniacally as "Welcome To Your Death" by Annihilator plays and Vampira leads Psychotic Goth to ringside in chains while holding Psychotic Goth's homemade weapon. He ignores the ringsiders and stops at the ring for Vampira to unlock the chains and Psychotic Goth rubs his wrists hard as he climbs the ringsteps and enters the ring and stands in his corner. He slowly takes off his trenchcoat and jewelry before he lowers his head and raises his arms before throwing his head back revealing his pale handsome gothlike looks looking and snarling like a demonic maniac crazed and intimidating as he is given his homemade weapon and he caresses it before placing it in his corner for Vampira to hold until it's time for Psychotic Goth to use it.


Salazar: Introducing now, hailing from The Depths of Hell. Coming in at 6’5 and 235 pounds ....accompanied by Vampira .....The King of Goths .... PSYCHOTIC GOTH!!!

The fans give a mixed reaction as Goth stops at the bottom of the ramp, Vampira pressing a hand to his chest as he glares up at the pair in the ring. The King of Goths is clearly furious, and he points at Reese as he yells something.

Fulton: Goth is furious because Reese exposed his scheme to sneak attack Watts! I can tell!

Tucker: Maybe Goth is sick of watching the High Rollers act like they run the WUK!

Torchwood: Lads!

The fans cheer now, and Cardiff is on it’s feet as Anthony Jordan leads the way from the back. Behind him walks Kalmin Watts, who pauses at the top of the ramp to glare at the ring from beneath a towel. Then he tears it off,flinging it aside as he flexes with a burst of pyro before he gestures at the WUK World Title around his waist.  Anthony Jordan keeps an eye on the ring as the pair head down the ramp, Watts high fiving the fans before he stops to exchange a long look with Goth. Then he points at the ring, heading for the stairs as Goth follows.

Fulton: I hope Watts is keeping an eye out for Eron Hunter! I heard him and Goth were in league!

Tucker: This again? Who told you that? Reese?

Fulton: A journalist never reveals his sources, Tucker.
Tucker: You can’t be serious!

Torchwood: Gentlemen! Please!

The fans were going wild as Watts held up the WUK World Heavyweight Title in one hand as he walked towards Crane. Crane glared at him, staring at the belt before he was pushed back as the ref as Watts shook his head.  Meanwhile, Goth was clearly threatening Reese as he stepped closer. The pair nearly nose to nose, and the fans are going crazy as Watts tries to draw Goth back. Goth shoves him off with a glare, and frowns at the laughing Reese.  The ref gets them pulled apart, and motions for the corners.

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Tucker: What the hell?

Fulton: Oh, no!

Crane is furious inside the ring, shoving past Watts to lean over the ropes as he yells up the ramp. He pushes at the ref, pointing at him angrily as the fans are on their feet. And Lord Dominicus appears on the ramp, staring at the ring from behind his mask before he shrugs. He sweeps down the ramp, ignoring the fans before he heads for the announce table.  Crane yells at him, glaring which prompts LD to wave at him.

Tucker: Crane needs to be careful, that could be Donzig in an LD mask.

Fulton: I am not going to sit here and dea–

LD grabs headphones, and motions for a chair. Fulton stares at him, before he licks his lips.

Fulton: –deal with you insulting our Vantablack Savior!

LD: Ah wonderful! At least one of you COMMENTARY CRONIES understand the new order of things!

Torchwood: Wesley Crane already not at a 100% after his war with the Sheik! This is just going to be another distraction heading into this huge match!

LD: Are you calling ME a distraction!?

Fulton: No, I think he's talking about the match.

LD: Good, because I'd consider myself as a reason for people to watch this.

The fans cheer as Goth looks to start against Reese, and Goth is clearly looking to finish what they started before Revolution. But Reese backs away from the lock up, and makes a quick tag to Crane. Crane laughs as Reese smirks at Goth before he flips him off!

Tucker: Holy shit.

Goth explodes, charging across the ring in a rage! Crane moves aside, and Goth grabs for Reese before he is hammered from behind with a series of quick elbows from Crane. The High Roller battering Goth into the corner, and Reese grabs Goth’s arms!

EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!

The ref calls for Reese to break, and he holds up his hands. Crane drops back, levels the finger gun!

ANOTHER EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!

Fulton: Look at this continuity! Look at this teamwork!

Torchwood: The High Rollers cutting Goth off in the early going!

LD: Generally I'd say something snarky but I'm a big fan of European uppercuts.

The fans are booing as Crane charges in, delivering another European Uppercut! Goth sags against the ropes, and Reese points at the other corner with a yell. The ref turns his back, and Reese starts choking Goth which makes Watts starts to come inside!

Tucker: This is ridiculous! Where is the referee!

Torchwood: Watts needs to get back under control!

Reese is still choking Goth, and Crane is running kicks down on him! The fans are furious, and Reese backs off as AJ gets the referee to look away from the angry Watts. And tag!

Tucker: After Goth is worn down by their blatant cheating, he makes a tag!

Torchwood: I wouldn’t say cheating, maybe just a little liberty with the rules!

Fulton: Don’t mind him, he is just upset Goth’s betrayal will be delayed!

Reese drops back, eyes narrowed on the rising Goth before he bounces off the ropes to hit Hammer Bay (bionic elbow)! Goth staggers, dropping to the mat before Reese wastes no time locking on a chin lock! The fans boo, as he talks trash to Goth who snarls in defiance! Reese tightens the hold, and Crane grins.

Torchwood: Reese looking to wear down Goth!

LD: I came to watch Crane wrestle but this seems to be the Reese show. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, Crane is probably tired from HardKore World signings or whatever he does when he's not on the clock here.

But Goth starts to rise slowly, shaking his head as he shoves to his feet dragging Reese up with him. And then he starts firing elbows back at him, and Reese staggers back as Goth whirls around to grab him!

BELLY TO BELLY!

Reese sprawls as Goth roars at the fans as he stalks back and forth. The place is going nuts, and Goth waits for Reese to rise. Then he charges in, throwing a few hard punches before he grabs Reese to flung him onto his shoulder before he runs at the corner.

SNAKE EYES!

Reese is down, and Goth glares at him before he tags to Watts!

LD: Ugh, just as Goth gets his time in he tags in another HardKore part-timer. Does this company have any any full time stars?

Fulton: You mean besides you?

Tucker: We have a lot of exclusive stars!

LD: Me plus Eron Hunter does not equal "a lot."

Tucker: Ugh. Goth battering away at Reese, and the Enforcer is down!

Fulton: You need more than Goth’s greatest hits to shut down Preston Andre Reese!

Watts comes inside, and grabs Reese as he rises to deliver a few hard shots across his back. Clubbing the enforcer down before he starts delivering a hard knees to his ribs, and the fans are going wild as the WUK Champ drags Reese around before he flings him at the ropes.

OKLAHOMA HAMMER!

Torchwood: Watts targeting the ribs, softening Reese up for the Sooner Squeeze!

Fulton: Watts needs to be watching for his partner!

Reese is down, and starts to crawl for his corner as Watts drops back to wait for him to rise! Reese rolls to the outside, and the fans boo! Crane jumps down, heading over to his partner as the ref holds Watts back.

Tucker: Reese hiding from the tackle!

Fulton: Hiding? Are you serious? That was a tactical decision!

LD: This referee seems to be quite biased. Just another SHAMEFUL REMINDER of what WUK has become without the strong leadership I'll bring.

The ref held Watts back, but Goth had seen enough! He comes through the ropes, and launches himself between them to tackle both of the High Rollers into the barricade! The fans explode, and Cardiff is going wild as Goth is on his feet to grab Reese. He batters him against the barrier, and then scoops him up to drive him into the side of the ring. He flings him inside, and glares at Crane before he grabs him to throw him into the stairs!

Fulton: Where is the referee! This is an outrage!

Torchwood: Arguing with Watts?

Watts pushes aside the ref, once more grabbing a hold of Reese. He delivers a few stiff forearms, before he hits a huge suplex! The fans cheer, and Watts goes for the cover!

1…

…2….

…..FOOT UNDER THE ROPE!

Tucker: So close!

Watts shakes his head, and waits for Reese to rise before he comes back in. Reese ‘accidentally’ knocks the ref into him, and nails the low blow! The fans boo, and Goth is furious as Watts staggers before Reese catches him with a DDT!

LD: THIS IS A TRAVESTY! HE CLEARLY HIT HIM IN THE BALLS, NOT THE DICK!

Tucker: Does that make a difference?

LD: OF COURSE IT DOES!

He smirks at Goth, laughing as he drops back to wait for Watts to rise!

SUPERKICK!

Fulton: Win for the good guys!

Torchwood: Reese is on a rampage!

The Enforcer of the High Roller’s Club wastes no time, making the cover!

1…

2….

….

…..The ref points suddenly, and glares as he sees Reese’s feet on the ropes! Reese protests, and then drags Watts across the ring before he makes the tag to Crane.

Tucker: Could these two just wrestle a clean match?

Fulton: Why would they ever do that!

Crane smirks a he looks down at the rising Watts, and he drops back a step before he nails the HRKO! The wind goes out of Cardiff as Watts drops, and Crane laughs as he rolls him up for the pin!

1…

2….

…..Goth kicks Crane off with a boot to the head before the ref shoves him back. Crane glares at Goth, and then he rises yelling at the ref before he drags Watts back to his feet. He slaps his cheek a few times, and then he hits the Brainbuster!

Torchwood: It has to be over!

Fulton: Watts is down, and these fans are jealous of Wes Crane!

LD: Jealous of Crane? Are they brain damaged?

Fulton: Ah, well, uh, some of them might be, this is Wales.

Tucker: Do you have any scruples?

Crane makes the tag to Reese, and the fans boo as he smirks down at the downed champ as he rubs his hands together.

KNEE DROP!

The fans boo, and Reese pulls Watts to his feet pausing only to flip off Anthony Jordan! And then he hits the STARKILLER!

Tucker: This is enough!

Reese makes the tag to Crane, pointing at the corner! Crane nods, grinning as he climbs the ropes before he points at his elbow before looking back down at Watts! And he leaps off, driving the elbow towards Watts’ heart!

WATTS ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!

Torchwood: Where is Watts getting this from!

Tucker: The champ is not giving up here in Cardiff, Wales!

LD: Wake me up when the Wrestle: United Kingdom match is back on.

The fans explode, cheering wildly as Watts rolls across the ring. His arm reaching for the tag as Goth leans over the ropes. Crane holds his arm, cradling it to him before he rolls over to stumble for his own corner!

TAG!

Reese dives across the ropes, running at Watts who has already tagged Goth! The King of Goths nails a lariat, and Reese is turned inside out as Goth charges across the ring. He throws a hard elbow into the face of Crane! The High Roller drops from the apron, and Reese staggers to his feet!

TAZZMISSION FROM GOTH!

Fulton: That is a chokehold! Where is the ref!

Torchwood: Reese needs to get to the ropes!

Reese flails, trying to escape Goth as he grabs for the ropes. But the Dragon of WUK locks his legs around him, yanking him away as the fans cheer Goth on. Reese rolls again, trying to hook his foot on the ropes! Goth drags him away, laughing as Reese starts to fade!

CRANE RIPS THE REF FROM THE RING, BOUNCING HIS HEAD INTO THE APRON!

Tucker: There should be fines!

LD: I agree, this is a travesty! Who even agreed to let this guy wrestle here?

The fans are furious as Crane laughs at Goth who breaks the hold. He comes to his feet, eyes narrowed as he walks towards the ropes. Crane motions for him to bring it on, and Goth starts through the ropes before Crane yanks his foot from under him! Goth topples, tangled up in the ropes as Crane starts hammering away at him.

Tucker: Goth is hanging upside down tangled in the ropes, he can’t even fight back!

Fulton: That is kind of the point!

Torchwood: He has a point, lad!

The fans are beside themselves as Watts leaps off the apron, and charges around the ring towards Crane! Crane steps back, and hits a drop toe hold on the oncoming Watts to send him crashing into the ring stairs! Cardiff is not happy as Crane levels the finger gun at Goth who is still struggling with the ropes!

IN DA FACE!

Reese rubs his neck, laughing as he rolls to his feet. He comes from under the ropes, and the pair exchange high fives before they drag Watts from the stairs. Crane smacks him a few times, and Reese laughs as he yanks a chair from the crowd.

SMACK!

LD: I don't think I can take this any more. It is time that the DARK LORD OF WUK show this mudshow how we deal with nonsense like this!

Watts is down, blood pouring from his head as the High Roller’s do the dice roll. Then Reese points at LD, laughing as he talks smack. Crane leans across the table, getting in his face as the fans are going wild!

Dominicus reaches under the desk, and rises! And he holds up his fist which is now covered in the MIDNIGHT CLAW GAUNTLET! Crane steps back, and Reese gapes before Crane’s head snaps backwards as LD cracks it across Crane’s jaw!

Fulton: NO! WHY!

The fans are chanting ‘LD! LD! LD!’ as Reese comes forward, pointing and cursing at Dominicus before LD calmly points with the gauntlet. Goth grabs him, spinning Reese around before he buries a boot in his stomach!

POWERBOMB TO THE EDGE OF THE APRON!

Fulton: NO!

Torchwood: Reese is broken in half!

The fans are going crazy as Goth stares at LD before he flings Reese inside of the ring, and he checks on the rising and bleeding Watts before he rolls inside of the ring. Reese is holding at his back as he rises, and Goth grabs him to deliver another SNAKE EYES!

Tucker: Goth showing no mercy here in Wales!

LD: As it should be, at least when against the likes of Crane and Reese.

The Dragon of WUK glares at Reese, nodding at Watts as he climbs the turnbuckle. Tag from Watts, and then Goth comes flying off the ropes with SATAN’S JUDGMENT! Reese drops, and Goth smirks as he steps back over the ropes as Watts comes inside.

He wipes blood from his face, and drops down in a crouch as Reese rises.

SPEAR!

The fans go crazy as Watts makes the cover! The ref looking confused still, makes the count!

1….

…..2….

……

…..THREE!

Watts rises to his feet, and holds his arm in the air. And Goth stares at him for a long moment as Crane holding his jaw drags the battered Reese from the ring, heading up the ramp as he glares pure murder in the direction of the Vantablack Savior.

LD: Yeah you just keep walking. You don't want to injure yourself before your next HardKore appearance.

The ref comes inside, holding the WUK World Heavyweight Title but Goth rips it from his hands. He stares down at it, the fans falling silent as Watts looks on. Then he crosses the ring, and stares up at Watts before he shoves it into his chest. He leans close, saying something before he walks off with a final glance over his shoulder at the staring Watts.

Torchwood: The Dragon of WUK telling the Champ that the alliance is over!

Tucker: Watts and Goth are on a collision course!

Fulton: Why did Lord Dominicus do this?

Tucker: You'll have to ask him later as he's already made his way to the back.

[Mr. Blood]

Match:Cut Throat Chaos vs. The Oblivion Death Squad

XHF Tag Team Championships

Tucker: These fans in Cardiff are ready for a war! And the Oblivion Death Squad are here!

The fans were cheering the home team as Sinclair Godfrey walked from the back, pausing at the top of the ramp before she tossed back her hood. Then she lifted her arms, spreading them slowly as she flashed a wicked smile.

A blast of pyro, and then the hulking forms of the ODS walked from the back to stand beside her. They glared at the fans from behind their masks, and then Moloch slammed a hand against his chest as he started down the ramp. Mormo followed.

The pair tossed off their masks, and climbed into the ring under the watchful eye of the Baroness before they glared towards the ramp. Mormo roaring a challenge as Moloch glared at the fans.

Torchwood: The Death Squad seem furious after dealing with Armand earlier tonight.

Fulton: Do you think Armand will be okay?

Tucker: No.

The lights dimmed down for a brief moment before returning to their usual brightness as the drums and hard riffs explode into the song. Walking out from the back is the combined duo of Hunter Storms and Daigo Arakawa. The former bears his usual stoic expression while Daigo wears the same smug grin he carries on himself. Making their way down the ramp, the two ignore the fans in the aisle though Daigo does take a few moments to simply jaw the crowd as Storms rolls into the ring while Daigo slides after him. Rising to their feet, Storms gives a simple cut-throat gesture to the crowd, retreating to their corner right after though Daigo takes the time to ascend one of the corners and taunt the crowd, smug grin still on his lips before he moves to join Storms in their respective corner.

The two teams face off, and the fans cheer as Frank steps forward.

Torchwood: The champs don’t like intimidated at all!

Salazar: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is our main event! It is for the XHF Tag Team Championships!

The challengers hailing from Arm–’

Mormo stepped towards Frank, and Moloch tried to restrain his brother. Sinclair frowned, a brow arching.

Salazar: – Er, Donzig-gun! Representing Wrestle:UK, weighing in at 620 pounds! They are Mormo and Moloch! THIS IS THE OBLIVION DEATH SQUAD!

The fans in Wales cheered wildly, and the Death Squad stared at the champions without expression.

Salazar: And their opponents weighing in at 433 pounds! They are the reigning and defending XHF Tag Team Champions! They are DAIGO ARAKAWA and HUNTER STORMS! THIS IS CUT THROAT CHAOS!

The fans boo, jeering as the champs mock them.

Storms stomps for the middle of the ring, smirking as he motions for the ODS to bring it which draws more ire from the fans. And Mormo steps forward, rolling his shoulders as he gets in the face of Storms. The two big men glaring at each other as the ref calls for the bell.

The two start trading punches, stalking back and forth as the ref scrambles out of the way,

Tucker: Oh, my god! This is a hoss fight!

Storms fires off a thunderous punch, and flings Mormo at the ropes! But Mormo reverses, and nails a huge belly to belly on the rebound! The fans explode, and Mormo charges after Storms with a murderous glare as Storms is back on his feet. He flings Mormo into the corner, and charges in after him!

Torchwood: Storms trying to use his speed to an advantage over Mormo! They need to keep the pace of this match to their favor!

Mormo is hit with a few big charging elbows from Storms, and then yanked from the corner as Storms calls for the Buckle Bomb! He struggles for a second, and then gets Mormo up but the ODS member fires off a few punches to break free before he drives a quick knee into Storms ribs.

He flings him at the ropes, and hits a spinebuster!

Fulton: I think I just saw the ring shake!

Tucker: This is a clash of the titans here in Cardiff!

Sinclair slaps the ring, barking orders as Mormo glares down at Storms before making the cover!

1…

…..KICKOUT!

Torchwood: The ODS going for the quick pins to wear down their opponents! The longer this thing goes the more it favors the Death Squad!

Tucker: Hunter Storms looks angry!

The fans are eating it up as Storms rolls back to his feet. And Mormo comes in after him, Storms ducks low, and hits a quick drop that sends Mormo sprawling. Storms grabs him, dragging him to his feet before he hits a quick German Suplex! The fans boo, and Storms glares at them as he makes the tag!

Fulton: Daigo Arakawa making the tag! Storms is calling the shots!

Storms hauls Mormo upwards, motioning to Daigo with a smirk.

CHAOTIC DESTRUCTION!

Torchwood: Mormo is broken in half!
Fulton: This wouldn’t happen if Armand was here!

1…

2….

…..

…..Daigo is flung off by Mormo, and Daigo stares as the big man lumbers slowly back to his feet with a scowl. He comes in, firing off a few stiff kicks into his ribs and legs before he hits a huge dropkick that rocks Mormo backwards.

CLOTHESLINE!

Daigo is sent sprawling, and Mormo drags him back to the ODS corner.

Tucker: Tag to Moloch!

The fans were going wild as Moloch came inside the ring, and he ran at the rising Daigo! But the champ delivered a shotgun dropkick that sent the ODS member sprawling! The fans boo, and Arakawa dusted his hands before he came off the ropes, delivering another dropkick into the head of Moloch as he started to rise!

Torchwood: Arakawa keeping the pressure on! That is what he needs to do against men the size of the Death Squad!

Fulton: Daigo showing no mercy!

Daigo locks on the Fujiwara Armbar, leaning back hard as he twists the massive arm of the monstrous Moloch! The fans boo, and he pushes himself towards the rope as Daigo leaned back hard on the move! Moloch grabbed for the ropes, missing as he snarled at the ref!

Tucker: Moloch as his faults, but the man doesn’t quit!

Moloch lunges and grabs the bottom rope, and the fans explode as Daigo tightens the hold as the ref starts a five count! Daigo shakes his head, mocking him as he drags the count out to the last minute! He comes off the arm, smirking as he shakes his head at the ref as Moloch pulls himself up the ropes. He holds at his shoulder, shaking his arm as Daigo comes back in.

He starts firing off kicks into arm and shoulder, battering away at Moloch who tries to shove him off. Daigo grabs his arm, yanking it outwards before he starts hammering elbows into it. The place is filled with boos, and Moloch snarls before he rips his arm away. He whirls around, and grabs Daigo with his free hand!

Fulton: Oh no!

Moloch shakes his head, choking Daigo before he flings him into the ropes.

SHOULDERTACKLE!

Arakawa is sent flying to the mat, and Moloch shakes his wounded arm before he glares around. Then he drops back, nodding as he waits for Daigo to rise before he comes running off the ropes to deliver a thunderous Big Boot!

Tucker: Daigo turned inside out!

Moloch shakes his arm again, shaking his head before he goes for the cover. Daigo grabs him, yanking on his a wounded arm as he twists, locking on the armbar! The fans explode, and he wrenches back on it! Moloch snarls, shaking his head at the ref as he grabs for the ropes! He tries to get his fingers on it, and Daigo yanks him away.

Torchwood: Daigo trying to wear down Moloch, and lessen the bigger man’s power!

Fulton: Brilliant is what it is!

Mormo comes between the ropes, and delivers a stomp to Daigo to break the hold! The place explodes, and the monster snarls as the ref pushes him back towards the corner. And Daigo wastes no time, going back after the rising Moloch who flings him to the outside! The ref gapes, and Moloch turns only to be leveled by Storms!

Tucker: This match is breaking down!

The fans were furious as Storms delivers a few more hard shots across the back of Moloch, and then he delivers the Falling Star! Moloch sprawls on the mat, and the ref looks stunned as Hunter backs away.

Daigo leaps off the turnbuckle with the Claw Marks!

Fulton: This one is over!


Torchwood: Not even Moloch can kick out of this!

1…

….2….

….

……KICKOUT!

Fulton: How!

Tucker: I don’t believe it!

Daigo looks stunned, staring before he looks to the baffled Storms. Sinclair hits the mat, yelling as Mormo leans across the ropes with a bellow. Moloch looks around, bewildered as he holds at his ribs before he rolls over. He stares, and then starts to crawl for their corner as he holds at his shoulder.

Daigo tags Storms!

Torchwood: Cut Throat Chaos looking to put this away!

Hunter Storms poses, and then grabs Moloch to fling him backwards with a huge backdrop. Mormo fumes, and Storms starts stomping away at Moloch before he drags him to his feet. He snaps him at the ropes, laughing.

Torchwood: Blind tag! I don’t think Storms saw it!

Epicenter (Spinning Sitout Spinebuster) on the rebound and he makes the cover, but Storms misses the blind tag to Mormo!

The fans are going crazy.

Tucker: He missed the tag! He didn’t see it!

Fulton: No!


The ref shakes his head, pointing as Storms yells at him. Then he starts to rise, before being cut in half by a massive spear from Mormo! Cardiff goes wild as Storms staggers to his feet, holding his ribs as Mormo starts throwing punches at his head. Then he locks on the full nelson, and the fans pop.

ODS SLAM!

Torchwood: Storms is in trouble!

Tucker: He’s broken in half!

The fans are going wild as Mormo makes the cover, and the ref dives!

1….

…..

….2….

……

……The ref is ripped from the ring by Daigo! The fans jeer, and Daigo smirks before he finds himself spun around by Sinclair Godfrey. Her eyes blaze with fury, and she shoves him back before he comes off with a slap!

Godfrey blocks it, and shoves him away before she throws back her head. It snaps forward, and BLACK MIST! Daigo howls, clawing at his eyes as he stumbles around as the Baroness laughs wildly.

Fulton: Blatant interference!

Tucker: Arakawa asked for it!

Inside the ring Storms is rising to his feet, staring at Sinclair and Daigo before he turns. Mormo grabbed him, and tossed him….

REALITY FALLS!

Torchwood: Storms is levelled!

Tucker: Global Gold could be coming back to XHF!

The fans are going wild as Mormo makes the cover, and Sinclair flings the dazed ref back inside as Moloch leans hard against the corner with his hand on his shoulder. He leans hard on it, and the ref makes the count.

1….

….

….2…

……Daigo dives under the ropes, trying to make the save but is ripped backwards by Sinclair.

……THREE!

Fulton: What?!
Tucker: They’ve done it! They’ve done it!

Cardiff is on their feet, and the fans are going wild as the ref grabs the belts to hold them high. Then he hands them off to Mormo and Moloch, and they stare at them before they hold the belts high. Sinclair rolls inside the ring, lifting their arms before she hugs them both.

Torchwood: The Oblivion Death Squad have won the XHF Tag Team titles!

Tucker: Global gold has come to WUK at last!