W:UK Presents: The Battle of Britain II

[Mr. Blood]

From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remember’d;

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,

This day shall gentle his condition:

And gentlemen in England now a-bed

Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,

And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks

That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

--The Life of King Henry the Fifth, Act 4, Scene 3-

The scene opens up with The High Rollers Club’s stretch Hummer limo pulling up to the arena. After the limo stops, the driver gets out and walks to the back passenger side door. He opens it and out steps the newest “High Roller” Warrick. He is followed by the new WUK Commonwealth Champion Preston Andre Reese. Out next is Rage followed by his twin brother (even though they look nothing alike) Nicholas “Honest” Cage. Out next is Wesley Crane’s personal assistant, Henderson. Lastly, The High Roller himself steps out. He looks around and motions toward the door to the arena.

“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Let’s go. It’s time to do what we do… dominate.”

They walk in the door and find Frank Wormwood panicked. Wesley Crane walks up to him and pats him on the shoulder.

“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “What’s the problem, Frank?”

Frank Wormwood: “I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “About what?”

Frank Wormwood: “There’s a couple of wrestlers who might miss the show because of issues with their flights! They’re wrestlers in the Battle of Britain II Battle Royal Match. Ahh, I have no idea what I’m going to do.”

Frank storms off looking flustered. Wesley Crane looks at Preston Andre Reese. He gives him a fist bump.

“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “We’ll see whose fucking company this is.”

The High Rollers Club all walk off toward their luxurious, decked out locker room.

[Mr. Blood]

Match:The Battle of Britain (Celtic Warfare)

Salazar: The following contest is the Battle of Britain! The match is contested under Celtic Warfare rules! Every minute, another contestant will enter the match!

Eliminations is by pinfall or submission! The last person standing is the winner, and will receive a title shot of their choice at New Years Brawl!

The fans cheer, and Frank nods.

Fulton: High Roller’s Club about to own two Battle of Britain wins.

Tucker: Oh, we would never hear the end of that!

Torchwood: This is my absolute favorite match of the year!

The fans go silent as Frank looks up the ramp, and he shrugs.

The fans explode, as a single light lands on the ramp before MXG steps from the back. He spreads his arms wide, and then steps aside to reveal the Sheik standing there with a finger pointed at the sky.

Salazar: Entering first, representing HKW! Fighting out of the Empty Quarter, he is the Great King of Terror! This is the SHEEEEEEIK!

Tucker: One of the most dangerous men in the XHF entering at Number One! And these fans are going wild!

Fulton: Makes you wonder who is coming in at two!

The Sheik motions the fans away, waving an angry hand before he grabs a steel chair from the front row. He slams it against the barricade, snarling at the fan before he rolls inside the ring. The chair held high as he storms back and forth, and MXG shrugs at the nervous looking Frank.

Salazar: Entering at number two…

The fans explode as the lights go down, and then pyro explodes with bursts of flame along the ramp and stage. The Baroness steps from the back, and spreads her arms as the fans stomp their feet. Sinclair Godfrey smiles at them, then sweeps her long coat behind her as she heads down the ramp.

Tucker: Business is picking up already!

Fulton: WUK fans for whatever reason love the Baroness!

Torchwood: Sinclair Godfrey is a dangerous woman!

Sinclair flings off her coat, and stares at the Sheik with a faint grin before she climbs the stairs. Graves yells at the Sheik. Whose eyes narrow on her as they face off. The bell rings!

Tucker: A river of bad blood between the Sheik and Donzig-gun!

The Sheik charges in, clearly unamused as he sweeps the chair downward. Sinclair dives aside, and she snaps a few hard kicks into his legs and ribs as she draws back. The Sheik jerks around, and swipes at her with the chair again! Sinclair laughs, and she moves away again.

Torchwood: Sinclair using her speed to enrage the Sheik!

The Sheik charges at Sinclair again, and she hits a quick drop toe hold that sends him crashing into the corner. His head smacks against the steel, and Sinclair fires off a Superkick that drops him back into the corner as he staggers out!

Fulton: Sinclair battering away at the Great King of Terror!

Tucker: How long can she keep that up though?

A buzzer sounds!

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, OTTO RITTER!

The fans boo as the hated German charges down the ramp, his music blasting before he rolls inside. He grabs Sinclair, throwing a few quick kicks and punches before he flings her at the ropes. He drops low, driving his feet into her stomach to flip her across the ring.

She staggers to her feet, and is caught with a front Russian Legsweep! And the fans groan, and then he turns to be leveled with a brutal clothesline from the Sheik! Otto is down, and the Sheik glares around between them as Graves slaps his cane against the mat.

Torchwood: Ritter gave the Sheik a chance to recover!

Tucker: That is not good for anyone, Sir Arthur!

The Sheik stomps down on Sinclair’s back, and then locks on the Last Crusade! The Baroness grabs for the ropes, shaking her head as he wrenches it back!

Fulton: This could be the end for the Baroness!

The fans are booing, and Graves is laughing on the outside as Sinclair looks to be fading!

The Buzzer hits!

The lights go down, and then a blast of pyro erupts as Archenemy thunders from the speakers. Graves stares, and the fans are on their feet as the hulking form of Moloch starts to charge down the ramp.

Tucker: The Sheik is in trouble! Here comes one half of the XHF Tag Team Champions!

Graves tries to get in his way, but Moloch grabs him to fling him aside before he rolls into the ring. He delivers a huge boot to the Sheik who breaks the hold too late, and Moloch stalks back and forth roaring at the fans.

He grabs Ritter, and hits a thunderous Uru Nage! Then his eyes flick back to the Sheik, he tears the chair from his grip before he flings it aside. He kicks him in the gut, and then delivers a huge BUCKLE BOMB!

Fulton: The Sheik is broken in half!

Ritter is back on his feet, and caught with a DDT from Sinclair!

Sheik rolls to the outside, and the fans are going wild as the Buzzer goes off!

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, she is the fifth entrant to the Battle of Britain! This is Maxine Salt!

The fans boo, and Salt runs down to the ring. She looks around in confusion, before she backs off with a shake of her head. The fans mock her, but inside the ring Moloch grabs Ritter to deliver the OBLIVION SLAM!

Cover!

1…2…

……THREE!


Salazar: Otto Ritter has been eliminated!

The fans are going wild as Sinclair tries to beckon Salt inside the ring, grinning like a lunatic.

Tucker: The hatred between Donzig’s former minions and SKY Force is deep!

Fulton: Maxine don’t get in that ring!

Suddenly Moloch is rocked forward as he Sheik hits with a chair laden dropkick from the ringpost! The fans boo, and the Sheik rolls through before he catches the stunned Godfrey with a clothesline! The fans explode, and the Sheik looks around before he tosses the chair across the back of Moloch!

LEGDROP!

The Sheik rolls around in agony, holding his thigh before Salt rolls inside to steal a cover!

1….

..2…

…..KICKOUT!

BUZZER!

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, from the Old Zulstran Republic! He is a member of HARDCORE CITY SHINJUKU! Representing JROK, this is Shinkurain Kōtaishi!

The fans cheer as the small white clad man appears on the ramp, and Babymetal blasts over the speakers as he sweeps away his white cloak. He heads down the ramp, nodding to himself before he climbs the stairs to step inside!
Tucker: Salt looks like she has seen a ghost!

Fulton: The Sheik is mystified!

Shinkurain stares at Salt, and starts across the ring before he is whirled around by the Sheik! The Great King of Terror flings him at the ropes, and the white clad alien hits the ropes before he comes off with a hard elbow! The place erupts as he hits a low dropkick on the Sheik, and he drops across the middle rope!

GALRA RUN (619)!


The Sheik drops backwards, and the fans are going wild as Sinclair rises up! She nods at Shinkurain before she rolls Sheik over with a hard kick to the ribs! The O2 is on it’s feet, and she plants a boot between his shoulders!

Fulton: She is going to do it!

WITCH’S HAMMER!

Cover!

1…2….

THREE!

Torchwood: That has to be an upset!

Tucker: The Sheik rocked by a series of finishes!

Salazar: The Sheik has been eliminated!

BUZZER!

Archenemy hits once more, and the fans are on their feet! Mormo steps from the back, and he glares at the ring before he starts for it. Maxine Salt looks around in fear as Sinclair walks back and forth, before leaning in the corner.

Shinkurian shrugs, and he runs at the ropes!

SUICIDE DIVE ON MORMO!

Mormo grabs him, and flings him hard into the ring stairs! The fans groan!

Fulton: Maxine get out of there!

Tucker: Donzig-gun holding court here in the early going!

Torchwood: The XHF Tag Team Champions are merciless!

Salt looks around, and then runs right at Godfrey to deliver a Heartbreak Kick as she starts from the corner! Sinclair is down, and the fans jeer as Salt rolls away from the oncoming Moloch! She fires off a few kicks, and then howls as she is lifted into the air by the angry Mormo!

Buzzer!

The fans are stunned once more, and Pepper Hutchinson charges down the ramp! She dives onto the edge of the ring, and then comes off with a dropkick that makes Mormo drop Salt!

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, representing the Kingdom of Failures this is Pepper Hutchinson!

Fulton: Frank a little late on the draw!

Pepper looks around the ring, and then hits a Shining Wizard on the rising Sinclair! The fans are in disbelief as Salt fairly leaps on Moloch clawing at his face before he flings her aside. He grabs for Pepper, but Maxine cracks a chair across his broad back!

Pepper grins, and SALT AND PEPPER SHAKER!

Fulton: Ah, to be Moloch!

Tucker: Would you stop!

The fans are booing as Salt and Pepper mock them, and then Salt flings Pepper at the rising Mormo!

He catches her, and drops!

Fulton: No! No! Not Pepper!

The fans are going wild now, and Salt backs up looking around wildly before she grabs the chair.

BLACK MIST!

Salt grabs at her face, and Sinclair barks orders!

The ODS lift Salt and Pepper, and then hit the SUPER COLLIDER!


Double pins!

1…

….2…

…..

……THREE!

Salazar: Salt and Pepper have been eliminated!


The fans are going crazy, and the buzzer hits!

Tucker: Is this happening?

Fulton: It can’t be!

CM Punk walks from the back, kneeling down on the ramp as the fans are going crazy. He rises, spreading his arms wide before he starts to shrug off his jacket. And Donzig-gun stares from inside of the ring, their normally blank expressions full of surprise.

Salazar rises.

And then CM Punk stumbles as a chair cracks across his back! He drops to a knee, and then starts to rise before he is clobbered again. Donzig flings aside the chair, and spits out his cigar before he throws aside a ref.

STUNNER!

Punk is out cold!

Donzig: Take that Spike Kane, you piece of shit!

Referee: That is not Spike!


Donzig blinks.

Donzig: Fuck you, Justin Voss!

Referee: Who? Voss retired!

Donzig stares, then spits.

Donzig: Kye Heaven! You son of a bitch, stay dead!

Referee: What? This is CM Punk!

Donzig blinks, and grabs the ref before he points again.

Donzig: Who the fuck is CM Punk?

Referees and security pull Donzig away, and others drag off the dazed CM Punk.

Tucker: What just happened?

Fulton: What did I do to deserve this? Tell me what did I do?

Sinclair looks as befuddled as anyone else, and the buzzer hits!

The fans turn, and the lights strobe wildly before the form of the one and only ‘Outback’ Dick Johnson stalks from the back. He points at the ring, and he frowns before he storms down the ramp. He walks back and forth, and then climbs the stairs to where Donzig-gun waits.

Salazar: Entering the ring, Outback Dick Johnson!

Tucker: Wesley Crane’s first opponent in WUK!

Fulton: Ah, the most dangerous man from Oz!

Dick Johnson steps into the ring, and looks around nervously before he screams as Mormo grbs him!

REALITY FALLS!

Sinclair plants a foot on his chest, sneering.

1….

2….

…..THREE!

Torchwood: I just got a message from Wormwood that says his relationship with Dick Johnson ended long before I paid all of his bills.

Tucker: Donzig-gun is laying waste to the Battle of Britain!

The buzzer sounds again, and the fans cheer.

Salazar: Entering the ring from – whatever, it’s the Seven Dwarves!

The Oblivion Death Squad stare as the Seven Dwarves clad in full costume march down the ramp. Sinclair stares at them with narrowed eyes, and flinches back when her eyes land on Happy.

Fulton: Huh. You ever notice that everyone in Donzig-gun is scared to death of that guy.

Torchwood: Happiness is their kryptonite, lad.

Tucker: Speaking of Loki, Season Two streaming now on Disney Plus!

Fulton: What in the hell? Was that gimmick infringement?

Torchwood: Lad!

Tucker: What? Loki Two has a 91% audience score, and stars Tom Hiddleston as the God of Mischief!

Fulton: Unbelievable. I hope Marty sues you.

Meanwhile, Sinclair yells orders as the Seven Dwarves swarm the ring. The first few are flung aside by the furious ODS! But soon enough one of them is wrapped around Mormo’s legs as he staggers, and one of them wraps his arms around his neck and face as he tries to yank him off.

Moloch is tripped by what appears to be Dopey, and is dogpiled as the baffled Godfrey looks on!

Tucker: This is chaos!

Fulton: I blame all of this on Kasper!

The Baroness snaps a spin kick across the face of what appears to be Grumpy, and then starts raining punches on the face of Happy before she flings him at the ropes. But a white clad figure appears on the turnbuckle, and dives off at her to deliver a brutal looking hurricarana!

That figure is only slightly larger then a dwarf!

Torchwood: Shinkurain!

The Man from the Constellation of Capricorn is on his feet, and the fans cheer wildly as he stares at the Seven Dwarves in confusion. Then Mormo staggers back to his feet, flinging aside Dwarves with a snarl.

The Buzzer hits!

‘Out of Exile’ blasts over the arena, and the imposing form of Grant Van Zant starts down the ramp. His eyes narrowed on the ring, and he frowns at the swirling melee of Dwarves!

Salazar: Hailing from Cedar Creek, Louisiana at 315 pounds this is Grant Van Zant!

Tucker: Grant doesn’t look happy to see ODS again after last night in Normandy!

Torchwood: That was a wild ride!

The Heir to the Drexels pulls himself up the apron, and steps across the ropes before he delivers a big boot to a drowsy looking dwarf. And then he runs at the staggering Moloch who is still trying to shake off some dwarves!

A thunderous clothesline sends Moloch to the mat, and Grant grins. He starts forward for the pin, but is whirled around to be battered by huge blows from the angry Mormo. The place is going wild as Sinclair is back on her feet, eyes wild as she rakes back her hair as she stares at Shinrukian!

The small man backs up, and then hits a low dropkick that sends the Baroness to the mat! And one of the dwarves goes for the cover!

1….

2….

……Kickout!

Fulton: Shout out to referee Eric Praline for handling this chaos!

Tucker: The hardest working man in WUK!

Torchwood: Praline is a bloody idiot! He can’t tell a live parrot from a bloody dead one!

The fans are on their feet once more as the buzzer sounds!

Salazar: He is the man from the Shadow Regions, this is the MONSTER ONI!

The fans boo as the wild looking Oni heads for the ring, hissing and snarling before he rolls inside the ring. The Seven Dwarves of Kasper charge at him, but Oni flings them aside before he grabs one with an Iron Claw to drop them across the ropes! He roars in challenge, slapping his chest before he is caught by tackle from Mormo.

The four big men are brawling among the dwarves, while Sinclair and Shinrukain are facing off! The fans are going wild!

Torchwood: Keeping Godfrey out of the fight keeps the ODS on the back foot!

Tucker: Are the Seven Dwarves going to make a run?

Oni clamps an Iron Claw on Mormo, bending him across the ropes! But Moloch grabs Grant to fling him across the ring, causing all three to topple in a heap. He stomps forward, delivering a few brutal kicks to any dwarves in his way!

Shinrukain runs at him, but is leveled with a Big Boot!

BUZZER!

Confusion!

Salazar: Entering the ring from Tokyo, Japan! He is the man with no face, this is Kogane no doragon!

A masked man wearing a golden mask marked with inlaid white designs, and a pair of long tails descending from the back of the mask poses at the top of the ramp! The fans cheer, though they seem a little confused.

Tucker: Who?

Fulton: The Golden Dragon! He is huge in Japan! This is great!

Torchwood: I have never heard of the Golden Dragon!

Fulton: Well, something Sir Arthur doesn’t know! This is a big day for us!

The Golden Dragon lurks around ring side, staring at the chaos inside before he rolls inside. He looks around, before he sees an opening! And he charges in, delivering a running knee that seems oddly familiar to the rising Happy!

Fulton: He calls that the DRAGON TRIGGER!

The fans explode, as he covers Happy!

1….

…..2….

…..THREE!

Everyone looks at Frank.

He sighs.

Salazar: The Seven Dwarves have been eliminated!

The fans boo, seeming to have really come around on the little guys. Sinclair smirks as she watches them, and then turns to blink at Shinrukain.

Sinclair Godfrey: Aren’t you leaving?

The small man delivers a low dropkick, and Sinclair topples! He comes off the ropes, crashing down with an elbow! The fans cheer, and he comes to his feet before the Golden Dragon swoops in to catch him with a DDT!

Meanwhile, the Monster Oni is flung across the ring!

REALITY FALLS!

Cover!

1….

2….

…..THREE!

Salazar: Oni has been eliminated!

BUZZER!

The fans boo, and the Red Slayer appears on the ramp. His eyes narrowed on the ring, and then he flings his coat wide with a mocking bow before he saunters down the ramp. A quick nod given to Oni, and then he sprints inside the ring.

Salazar: Hailing from Kyoto, Japan! They call him the Red Slayer! This is Takaru Matsui!

Torchwood: You think Matsui has heard of the Golden Dragon?

Fulton: Of course he has!

The fans are going wild as Matsui grabs the rising Sinclair, and delivers a backsploder! The Baroness sprawls in a heap, and then starts to rise as the Golden Dragon grabs at Moloch to deliver a few quick chops to drive him towards the corner.

Mormo is brawling with Grant!

Matsui drops back, and flashes a wicked grin!

KINSHASA!

Tucker: The Baroness is down!

Fulton: He took her head off!

COVER!

1….2….

…….THREE!

Salazar: Sinclair Godfrey has been eliminated!

The fans give a mixed reaction, and Matsui grins before he is suddenly grabbed by the angry Mormo!

OBLIVION SLAM!

Torchwood: Dear God!

The fans are going wild as Mormo makes the pin!

1….

2….

……KICKOUT!

Mormo drags Matsui upwards, furious before he is leveled with a missile dropkick from Shinrukain! He staggers back, and Grant Van Zant grabs him for a high angle back drop! The fans groan, and Grant grins as he comes to his feet.

CLOTHESLINE FROM MOLOCH!

The Golden Dragon charges in, and nails the turning ODS member with an RKO! The fans cheer, and Moloch starts to rise before slumping across the middle rope.

GALRA RUN!

Fulton: The men in the ring are turning on the ODS!

Torchwood: Brilliant Strategy! The XHF Tag Team Champions are too dangerous for anyone to face one on one!

Moloch starts to rise again, though slowly as he shakes his head.

KINSHASA!

Cover!

1….

2….

…….THREE!

Salazar: Moloch has been eliminated!

The four men look at each other, and turn as Mormo starts to rise with a low growl.

The buzzer hits!

The UFC Theme blasts across the O2 arena, and the fans cheer as Phantam Fairtex comes charging down the ramp. He rolls inside,and wastes no time in delivering hard kicks to the back and ribs of the rising Mormo.

Tucker: Fairtex bringing the fight to Mormo!

The Golden Dragon drops back, and he pauses before he points a finger gun at the rising Mormo. The fans cheer!

Tucker: What was that!

Fulton: What was what?

DRAGON TRIGGER but the Dragon misses Mormo and flattens Fairtex!

The fans groan, and Mormo grabs the Dragon to fling him aside. Grant charges in, but Mormo buries a boot in his stomach before he he hits the Underhook Driver! The fans explode, and Mormo slams a fist to his chest as he makes the cover!

1….

2….

……THREE!

Salazar: Grant Van Zant has been eliminated!

Mormo snarls, and he look around before he is caught by a Tornado DDT from Shinrukain! He flings the little man off, and starts to rise before he is leapt on by the Dragon and Matsui. They kick and batter away, and he shoves them aside.

Phantam rolls to the outside, grabbing a chair before he rolls inside. Mormo stalks forward, and he throws the chair! Mormo catches it, and then is leveled with the MARKET CRASH!

Cover!

1….

2….

……THREE!

Salazar: Mormo has been eliminated!

[Mr. Blood]

Matsui smiles, and turns only to be caught with an RKO!

Cover!

1…

2….

……THREE!

Salazar: Takaru Matsui has been eliminated!

The Dragon flashes a cocky grin, shrugging at the other two as he rises.

Fulton: Every man for himself!

Torchwood: There is something off about that Dragon!

Tucker: Right?

Buzzer!

The fans explode, cheering as Spike Kane walks out on the stage. He stares at the ring, frowning before he starts heading down the ramp with a shake of his head. And the place is going wild as he points at them.

He pauses to stare at the huge mound of dirt with a gravestone atop it, and he smiles.

‘Soon.’ he mouths.

Then he starts towards the ring again.

Tucker: The God of Xtreme is here!

Fulton: Spike is ready to put in some work here in London!

Shinrukain runs across the ring, and suicide dives at Spike! But Spike catches him, delivering a Blood God’s Wrath on the stairs! The fans groan, and then he kicks him aside before he climbs into the ring.

Phantom charges at Spike before he is free of the ropes, delivering kick after kick! Battering away at him before he drives a stiff knee into his head! The fans groan, and he rips Spike free before he flings him at the ropes!

High Running Knee!

Torchwood: Phantom reminding us all that he is one of the best strikers in WUK!


Spike staggers to his feet, and Phantam charges in!

BLOOD GOD’S WRATH ON THE CHAIR!

Tucker: Oh, my god!

The fans are in disbelief, and Spike starts to rise!

DRAGON TRIGGER!

Cover!

1…

2….

……KICKOUT!

Fulton: Dragon telling Praline about that slow count!

Torchwood: Is he speaking English?

Tucker: He sounds like he is from New York!

Fulton: I resent that implication! He is an American Dragon!

Buzzer!


Salazar: Entering the ring from Hesston, Kansas! This is Austin Beckett!


The Prizefighter runs down the ramp, rolling inside the ring. He comes inside, and drives a few quick knees into the side of the rising Fairtex. Then he flings him at the ropes, hitting a quick back elbow! Then he turns!

THUNDERSTRUCK!

Spike covers.

1….2….THREE!

Salazar: Austin Beckett has been eliminated!

The fans groan, and Spike shrugs before he turns his attention back to the Golden Dragon. Dragon backs up, shaking his head before Phantam whirls Spike around to deliver a few stiff chops that rock him backwards!

Tucker: Phantom bringing the fight to Spike!

Torchwood: This is madness!

Spike is driven into the corner, and then he flings Fairtex aside.

EUROPEAN UPPERCUT FROM THE GOLDEN DRAGON!

The fans groan, and the Dragon smirks as he drops back to level the finger gun once more!

Tucker: That is alot of finger guns!

Fulton: What are you trying to say!

DRAGON TRIGGER!

But Spike moves, and the Dragon slams hard into the corner! German Suplex!

The fans explode, and Fairtex runs at Spike only to get a Spinebuster onto the chair!

Cover!

1…

2….
…….THREE!

Salazar: Phantom Fairtex has been eliminated!

Spike rises, and stares hard at the Golden Dragon.

BUZZER!

POP!

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, he is the man known as GPT!

A cheer as the fans always love the mouthy GPT, and he runs down the ramp! He starts inside the ring, but before he clear the ropes he is leveled by the DRAGON TRIGGER!

He drops, and the Dragon steals a quick cover!

1….2….THREE!

Salazar: GPT has been eliminated!

The fans explode, and the Dragon shrugs as he shoves GPT from the ring. Spike laughs, and starts forward before a white clad figure leaps from the ropes to deliver a Hurricarana! The place goes wild, and Shinrukain storms back and forth before he points a finger at the Dragon.

The Dragon backs up, shaking his head before Shinkurain runs at him! Dragons grabs for him, but the Alien Prince dodges to come off the ropes with a crossbody! The place explodes, and he scrambles to lock on the CAPRICORN DEATHLOCK (Lockjaw)!

The Dragon grabs for the ropes, and Shinkurain yanks him backwards as he tears at the mask. The place is going wild, and he tightens the hold. The Dragon shakes his head, and the mask pulls loose to reveal blonde curling locks!

The fans make a surprised sound!

Tucker: Is that? Is that a perm?

Fulton: How dare you!

Torchwood: The Dragon is fading!

The Golden Dragon grabs Praline the Referee, and yanks him off balance! The ref topples, and the three come apart in a tangle as Spike looks on with a frown.

BUZZER!

Salazar: Hailing from beyond the known galaxy, he is one half of the Dark Stars! This is KONO!

Annihilator blasts across the O2, and lasers cut the air as Kono walks from the back. He shakes his head angrily at the ring, and then he starts down the ramp. He rolls inside the ring, and shoves aside the rising referee with a glance at Spike.

He yanks the Dragon upwards, and tears off the mask!

WESLEY CRANE!

The fans explode chanting ‘HOLY SHIT’!

Kono and Spike glare, and Crane shrugs before he shoves Kono away.

Tucker: You were in on this! You knew!

Fulton: Me!

Torchwood: You!

Crane looks around defiantly, and then is yanked backwards by the Small Man from JROK!

1…

2….

……KICKOUT!

The fans cheer, and Crane curses as he rolls to his feet before he catches Shinrukain with a quick suplex! And then Kono starts wailing on him, battering away with knees and elbows before he snaps Crane at the ropes!

Suplex!

Kono rises, and is then leveled with a clothesline from nowhere from Spike!

Tucker: Every man for himself here at the Battle of Britain!

Torchwood: We are down to the final ten!

Buzzer!

The fans explode as a mobility scooter appears on the stage, and inside of it with his WUK Tag Title draped across his shoulder is the Florida Man. He cradles a bucket of chicken in his arm, and he chews on a leg thoughtfully as the scooter rolls down the ramp.

The place is going crazy, and then the scooter stops.

Spike glares at Florida, and motions him inside of the ring. Crane waits for Spike to turn, and hits the RKO!

Fulton: Crane out of nowhere!

Tucker: I hate you!

Crane laughs, smirking at Florida before he goes for the cover. But instead he gets a bucket of fried chicken thrown at his face. He staggers back, and Kono grabs him to deliver a lightning suplex!

Chicken is scattered across the ring, and Florida rolls inside to start battering away at the rising Spike. He grabs a chicken thigh and smacks it across his head, and the fans in London are eating it up!

Spike drives a fist into Florida’s face, knocking him backwards before he flings him into the ropes!

SUPERKICK!

The fans groan, and Spike laughs before he is caught with a dropkick that sends him across the middle rope!

GULRA RUN FROM SHINKURAIN!

Torchwood: The Pride of Hardcore City Shinjuku! The fans are going wild, and the Little Man comes face to face with Kono.

The Dark Star bows slightly, and Shinkurain inclines his head. They lock up, pushing back and forth before Kono flings him at the ropes! The small man comes off the rebound with a cross body, and Kono is down!

He leaps onto the ropes!

CAPRICORN WARPDRIVE 630!

Tucker: YES!

Shinkurain crawls to his feet, and turns for the cover….

IN DA FACE!

Cover!

1….

2…..

…..THREE!

Salazar: Shinkurain Kotaishi has been eliminated!

The fans boo, and Crane laughs as he makes the guns at downed white clad figure. And then he plants a foot on Kono, and the ref counts again!

1….

2,,,

….THREE!

Salazar: Kono has been eliminated!

The fans boo again, and Crane flips them off before he drops back as the buzzer sounds!

Tucker: The Empty Hand of Donzig-gun is here!

The fans explode, though most boo as the menacing Gavin Drake stalks from the back. He glares around angrily, and then he stomps for the ring. Pausing to stare at the scooter, before he turns an annoyed look to Crane.

But his eyes then narrow on Spike who glares back.

Fulton: Spike and Donzig-gun about to tear the O2 apart!

Tucker: Crane lucks out again you mean!

Crane gets out of the way, turning his attention to the rising Florida. Spike and Drake meet in the center of the ring, face to face as they start talking trash. Then Spike starts throwing punches, and Drake fires back as they battle back and forth. The fans are going crazy, and Drake flings Spike at the ropes!

Clothesline!

Drake drops down, smirking as he motions for Spike to rise.

SPEAR!

Torchwood: Spike broken in half!

The fans jeer, and Drake smirks as he grabs Spike to haul him to his feet!

REIGNMAKER!

But Spike slips from his shoulders, and shoves Drake towards the ropes! Drake turns, and THUNDERSTRUCK!

Torchwood: You ever notice no one in Donzig-gun knows how to avoid a stunner?

Tucker: What?

Torchwood: Well, they counter anything except that one move.

Inside the ring, Spike grins down at Drake before the buzzer hits as Crane and Florida still brawl in the corner.

Yeah

Um

(DJ Durel)

Yes sir (Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (fuck it, win)

Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (skrrt)

"How he get that?" Shh, just know we got it in (brrt)

Gave my partner fifty cent, he shot many men (brrt)

If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)

Fulton: Yes! Yes! The Good Guys are here!

Tucker: Ugh.

Salazar: Entering the ring, he is the reigning Commonwealth Champion! This is PRESTON REEEEEEEESE!

The fans boo, jeering as Preston Reese appears with a burst of pyros before he throws off his coat. He waves a hand at the Commonwealth title around his waist, and then he starts for the ring with a smirk cast at the still grinning Spike.

Crane nods approving, and Florida frowns before he flings Crane at the ropes. He hits a side slam on the rebound, but is then dropped by the oncoming Spike! The fans are going wild as Reese climbs inside, and he nods at Crane before they run at Spike and Florida.

Torchwood: Numbers game!

Spike breaks free, flinging Preston at the ropes! But he comes off, and hits the PRESTON CUTTER!

Crane flings Florida at the ropes, and he hits a huge Superkick that nearly knocks his head off. The fans boo, and Preston hauls Florida upwards to smack his cheek before he drops him with the STARKILLER!

IN DA FACE ON DRAKE!

The pair exchange high fives, laughing and grinning!

Tucker: This is trash! The High Roller’s Club are trying to steal the Battle of Britain!

Fulton: All the Gold is coming home, baby!

Tucker: Oh, my god!

Fulton: NO! NO! NO!

The fans in the O2 are on their feet, cheering as the monstrous forms of the Brothers Gluck start down the ramp. The two big men from Mississippi heading right for the ring! Crane and Reese stare at each other, and then the ramp before they head for the ropes! Carlton flings a steel chair inside, and then rolls in after it!

The High Rollers are on him, punching and kicking before Chapps comes inside to pull Reese off. He spins him around, planting him with a thunderous Belly to Belly Gluckplex! The Commonwealth Champion rolls around, starting to rise before he grabbed again to be flung aside with another Gluckplex!

Crane is thrown across the ring by Carlton, and leveled by a shoulder on the rebound. Carlton points, and motions for Chapps before he throws Crane at him!

REAL TALK IN MOTION!

Reese is dragged back to his feet, and he is tossed atop Crane by the Glucks.

Torchwood: The Brothers Gluck have laid waste to Crane and Reese!

Carlton looks at the rising Florida Man, nodding slowly before the pair move from the ring with a shrug. They bump fists, and then head off through the roaring crowd before Florida makes the cover!

1….

2….

……..THREE!

Salazar: Wesley Crane and Preston Reese have been eliminated!


The three men in the ring stare at each other across the scattered chairs and pieces of chicken, and Florida grabs one of the legs to gnaw on it absently before he flings the bone outside. A nod to Spike, and the pair charge at Drake.

BUZZER!

Fuck You

I can't say what I want to

Even if I'm not serious

I can't say what I want to

Even if I'm not serious

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, entrant number twenty five! This is Kasper Van Zant!

The Bayou Princess basks in the cheers of the fans before he slides into the ring, she joins in the attack on Drake who is firing back with all the grim determination of Donzig-gun. The three soon batter him into the corner, and Spike hits a super kick!

The big man is rocked, and Florida Man drops backwards before he hits KIRA’S JAWBREAKER!

The Empty Hand is rocked, but he starts to rise again in the corner.

Tucker: Drake is a monster!

Torchwood: Gavin Drake is still trying to rise!

Fulton: Were the Glucks even in this match?

SWAMP KICK!

Drake hangs limp, and the fans cheer before he shakes his head as he starts to drag himself upwards.

BUZZER!

The fans turn and a slender figure appears on the ramp, heading right for the ring amidst flashing lights. The Lady Lana Windsor climbs the stairs, stepping between the ropes before waving at the fans.

Salazar: Lady Lana Windsor!

A Chicken Leg snaps across her head, then another, and then a third blow before she is flung towards Kasper!

SWAMP KICK!

Cover!

1….2……THREE!

Salazar: Lana Windsor has been eliminated!

Drake staggers from the corner, clearly dazed before he throws a huge punch at Spike. Spike staggers back, and Drake turns his fury on Kasper delivering a quick Double Arm DDT! And then he starts to rise, before he ducks low to grab the charging Florida Man!

REIGNMAKER!

Florida Man is down, sprawled on the mat as Drake looks at him confused.

Fulton: Drake don’t do it!

Drake goes for the cover!

POSSUM!

ROLL UP!

1…..2…

…..

…….THREE!

Torchwood: I can’t believe that finally worked!

Salazar: Gavin Drake has been eliminated!

The fans are going wild, and Drake heads for the back. Florida gives a thumbs up, and is spun around by Kasper. She fires a few quick forearms into his face, and then flings him at the ropes!

JAWCLACKER!

Fulton: Florida is in trouble!

Spike hits a German on Kasper, and the fans boo as he slashes his throat with a grin as he looks between the pair.

BUZZER!

The arena is plunged into darkness, the only source of light coming from the countless cellphones in the crowd, their screens illuminating the sea of faces. The anticipation in the air is palpable as the opening guitar licks of "Rolling with the Punches" by The Blue Stones echo throughout the arena. The bass-heavy, bluesy tune reverberate, setting the stage for the entrance of El Karas. Smoke begins to billow from the stage, partially obscuring the view. Through the haze emerges a figure draped in a long, ornate pink, blue, and gold robe. It shimmers with sequins and reflects the arena's lights, creating a dazzling effect. As the figure draws closer, it becomes apparent that this is none other than El Karas.

He slowly makes his way to the ring, his every step oozing with confidence. His face is obscured by a cyan, pink, and purple mask adorned with intricate designs, leaving only his eyes visible. The eyes, however, convey a deep intensity and determination that pierces the camera as he stares into it. With every step, El Karas' presence seems to grow larger. His muscular frame and stature make him an imposing figure.

As he reaches the ring, El Karas ascends the steel steps with a purpose.

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, and making his WUK debut! Weighing in at 231 pounds, he is the King of Crows! This is EL KARAAAAAS!

Spike stares at him, and then snorts before turning his attention back to the rising Kasper. But El Karas grabs his arm, spinning him around to deliver chop after chop. He rocks Spike backwards, and then snaps him at the corner!

BIONIC ELBOW!

Torchwood: El Karas with the lightning offense!

Fulton: Spike looks staggered!

El Karas drops back, hitting the ropes before he comes off with a huge Running Pump Kick! Spike drops to a knee, shaking his head before Karas drops back for another from the front! But Spike grabs his foot as he rolls through, locking on the ankle lock!

The fans explode, and Karas twists and kicks as he tries to get free!


Tucker: Burning Hell!

The fans are booing as Karas tries to escape, but Spike laughs and shakes his head.

Torchwood: Spike Kane showing a more vicious and sadistic side since his return!

Tucker: Going to Hell does that to you!

Fulton: Dealing with Donzig does that to you! Look at what Fox has been doing since their match! Or even what he made DT do at End of Days Week Two!

Knee to the face from Florida! The hold is broken, and Karas rubs at his ankle before he pulls himself up the ropes. Florida is meanwhile stomping away at Spike, before he grabs him by the legs to start spinning!

BUZZER!


The lights go down and the lasers slice the air once more as Annihilator blasts over the fans. And Niko of the Dark Stars appears at the top of the ramp, he shrugs and heads for the ring as the fans cheer wildly. He rolls inside, and he wastes no time in locking up with El Karas!

Salazar: Hailing from the other side of the Galaxy, he is one half of the Dark Stars! This is NIKO!

Tucker: Niko of the Dark Stars looking furious after the events of End of Days!

The fans cheer as they fight back and forth, and then Karas is tossed at the ropes. He comes off with a spin, and drops Niko with a kick! The fans cheer, and Karas wastes no time in hauling him upwards for a DDT!

But he is then ripped away, and dropped with a gutwrench from Kasper!

Cover!

1….

2…..

……KICKOUT!


Fulton: El Karas is a lucky man!

Tucker: Would you stop!

The fans are cheering meanwhile as Spike and Florida are still brawling! And the Buzzer hits!


The UFC theme plays again, and Tong Fairtex wastes no time in storming the ring! Barely waiting for an announcement, and he rolls inside to leap atop Florida with kicks and strikes. Battering away at him, before he flings him at the ropes! High Knee Strike!

Salazar: TOOOONG FAIRTEX!

Spike grabs for Tong, and is hit with a quick snap to the face from the man’s forehead! Belly to Belly!

The fans explode, and Tong cheers before he is grabbed by Niko who flings him at the corner!

KNEE BLASTER!

Torchwood: Niko just leveled Tong!
Niko crawls to his feet, and nods before he caught by a pump kick from El Karas! The fans explode, and he grabs Niko before he hits ‘EVERYBODY EATS!’

Cover!

1…..2….THREE!

Salazar: NIKO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

El Karas shrugs and turns his attention to the rising Tong, before he is dropped by Florida Man! The fans explode, and Florida shrugs in reply before he turns to be leveled by a SWAMP KICK from Kasper!

BUZZER!

Salazar: Entering the ring at this time, he is the final entrant to the Battle of Britain! This is WARRICK!

The Enforcer of the High Roller’ Club steps inside the ring, and smirks before he grabs Karas to fling him aside. Then he turns his attention to the rising Tong, who starts firing off kicks and knee strikes before Warrick delivers a quick head butt!

Tong is rocked backwards, and then he dropped with a kick to the stomach!

THE DOWNFALL!

Cover!

1…

2…

…..THREE!

The fans boo, and Warrick flings Tong from the ring before he grabs Florida Man! The fans boo as Florida is sent sprawling by a German Suplex! And then Kasper leaps at the Enforcer, he flings her aside to catch her with a Big Boot as she comes back in!

Torchwood: The power of this man!

Tucker: Warrick is tearing these people apart!

Warrick looks around, and then turns to find Spike staring at him! Boot to the gut!

THUNDERSTRUCK!

The fans cheer, and Spike smirks before Warrick starts to rise once more!

BLACK MASS!

Cover!

1….

2….

…….THREE!

Salazar: Warrick has been eliminated!

Fulton: Damn you, Spike! This is bullshit!

Tucker: I don’t think Warrick is going to let this go!

Torchwood: Warrick was on a rampage before he ran afoul of the XHF Legend!

Spike smirks at the fans, and then he points a finger at the rising Florida before he slashes across his throat. He walks over, driving a few quick knees into the face of the WUK Tag Team Champion before he lifts him upwards.

SUPLEX!

Florida sprawls, and Spike shoves a boot under his chin to lift him!

BLACK MASS!

Tucker: Spike Kane is just brutalizing Florida Man!

Torchwood: He is not even going for a pin!

The booing fans seem to annoy Spike, and he shakes his head before he turns his attention to the rising Kasper!

Knee to the head, and Spike throws her at the ropes!

BLOOD GOD’S WRATH!

Fulton: No!

Spike throws back his head, laughing as the O2 arena jeers at him. They are on their feet booing as Spike walks across the ring to grab the rising Karas. He yanks on his mask, talking trash to him before he shoves him into the corner. He delivers chop after chop, battering away at him before he drops back.

He charges in, delivering a hard elbow to his face! Then he drops back to hit another!

The fans boo, and Spike laughs as he drags El Karas from the corner.

Tucker: This is a disgusting display! I can’t believe what has gotten into Spike Kane!

Torchwood: Indeed!

Spike grabs Karas once more, lifts him into the air for the Spike Impaler! The fans boo, and Spike walks around slowly before Karas suddenly twists to deliver a few quick knees to Spike’s head before he falls away! Spike turns, and Karas hits a huge dropkick!

The fans explode, and Karas rolls aside as Spike barrels in!

And he hooks him for the roll up!

Torchwood: I can’t believe it!

PIN!


1….

…..2…

……

…….THREE!


Salazar: Spike Kane has been eliminated!

The fans cheer, and Spike is furious as he rolls from the ring. He throws the ring stairs, and curses at the fans before he flings a chair at the ring. Then he starts up the ramp, and he fumes. El Karas comes to his feet, and is caught by Kasper who drops him with a Full Nelson Slam!


Cover!

1….

2….

…..KICKOUT!

Tucker: A close one for sure!

Kasper hits the mat in frustration, and comes to her feet dragging Karas up as well. She throws him at the ropes, and SPINEBUSTER! Florida Man charges in, grabbing Kasper to fling her across his shoulders!

DEATHROLL!

Fulton: This has to be over!

Cover!

1…

2….

…..KICKOUT!

Florida comes to his feet, shaking his head before he spun around by El Karas!

EVERYBODY EATS!

Florida sprawls, and referee Eric Praline stares at him. Then looks at Karas who stares at Florida Man, he waits another minute and steps in for the cover!

POSSUM!

Roll up from Florida!


1…2….

…..

……KICKOUT!
Tucker: I can’t believe what I am seeing!

Torchwood: This is the final three of the Battle of Britain! The stakes are high!

Karas rolls to his feet, and Florida shrugs at him.

JAWCLACKER!

Kasper rocks Karas backwards, and he staggers before she grabs him!

DISASSOCIATION!

Cover!

1….2….

…..

……THREE!

Salazar: El Karas has been eliminated!

Fulton: Then there were two!

Torchwood: Kasper and Florida!

The two stare at each other, and then the fists start flying. They batter each other back and forth, and then Kasper drops back to throw Florida at the ropes!

JAWCLACK– But Florida ducks aside!

Kasper spins, and Florida blasts across the jaw with Kira’s Jaw Breaker! Kasper is rocked, and Florida shrugs before he grabs her!

DEATH ROLL!

COVER!

1….

…….

….2…..

……THREE!

Salazar: Your winner and facing the WUK Champion of his choice at New Years Brawl!

FLORIDA MAN!

The fans are going wild as Florida holds his hands in the air, he grabs a piece of chicken which has seen better days and starts to chomp on it! Kasper rises, shaking her head before she grabs his shoulder to whip him around.

The pair face off, and then she grabs his hand to shake it!

Tucker: What a display of sportsmanship! Fulton?

Fulton: I’m not crying! You’re crying!

Torchwood: I’m old and tired, and work with children!

[Mr. Blood]

(The tron shows Psychotic Goth and Vampira surrounded by smoke and in the foreground some hooded goths.)

Vampira: "Kalmin Watts and Eron Hunter the moments tick away for your three way battle with my husband Psychotic Goth and we shall see who the better man is."

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight Kalmin Watts and Eron Hunter the three of us shall be stepping into the ring to do battle for the Wrestle: UK World Heavyweight Championship. One of us shall be crowned the champion or Kalmin Watts shall prove he is the best or Eron Hunter shall cap off a miracle comeback. Then again I, 'The Psychotic One,' shall pull off an upset so epic that nobody thought possible."

(He roars like a berserker as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "It should have been me and Kalmin Watts but then again Mr. Torchwood is running things for the moment. He made this decision and this decision could comeback to haunt him when and if I prevail and I shall be relentless and unmerciful and everyone shall see what I can do when the odds are two against one."

(Psychotic Goth roars as does the ringsiders.)

Psychotic Goth: "Then again I know Kalmin is thinking the same thing as is Eron Hunter. All three of us shall be thinking it's a three on one and there shall be no give and all pain and agony for all three of us but then again what's a little pain and agony along with bloodshed if you win."

(He laughs sadistically.)

Psychotic Goth: "But it shall all be worth it in order to win the championship and be crowned the new champion or to retain the championship."

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

Psychotic Goth: "Tonight three shall step into the ring and do battle for the honor of representing Wrestle: UK and one shall be having their hand raised for the victory. Who shall it be. It shall be me, Psychotic Goth, that shall prevail as new champion. Thus I have spoken and thus I shall make my vow come true."

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

Match: ‘The High Roller’ Wesley Crane vs. The ‘Real’ Lord Dominicus

Torchwood: I wonder if that intermission was long enough for the Golden Dragon to get a nap?

Tucker: I hope so! It’s time for Crane to meet his savior!

Fulton: You two should be managing a Target!

Salazar: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Entering the ring at this time!

The metal cover of Sim City's "Metropolis" theme starts banging away as THE DARK LORD OF THE XHF NETWORK, Lord Dominicus makes his way out onto the ramp. Behind him the screen shows pictures of him rolling up other superstars and driving the DominiCruiser. He gestures to his GRAND VICTORIES on display before strutting down to the ring.

Salazar: Fighting out of Parts Unknown at 180 pounds! He is the DARK LORD OF LONDON! This is the Vantablack Savior of the WUK! This is LORD DOMINICUUUUUUUS!

The fans give a mixed reaction as after all, quite a few love LD! But WUK fans also resent him! And Lord Dominicus just waves a hand, and looks around before he looks towards the ramp with a ‘go ahead’ motion to Frank.

The arena lights turn plum purple. They begin pulsing with the beat of Wesley’s theme music.

Salazar: And his opponent fighting out of Syracuse, New York! Representing the High Roller’s Club, and weighing in at 223 pounds! He is the longest reigning World Heavyweight Champion in WUK History, this is the High Roller! This is WESLEY CRAAAAAAAANE!

“Rubbing on that Italian leather

'Dem Konvict jeans on!

Ay yo Weezy! You Ready, yeah!

I get it in 'till sunrise

Doing ninety in a sixty five

Windows rolled down screaming ah!

Hey-ey-ey' I'm so paid

Number one hustla' gettin' money

Why do you wanna count my money

I'm a hustla' and I don't need them! One of them y'all see! I'm so paid”

The lights go back to normal and out steps “The High Roller” Wesley Crane to a mixed reaction from the fans. He stands on the stage and looks around at everyone. He lowers his aviator sunglasses and gives everyone a cocky grin. He slowly makes his way to the ring, the entire time looking around at the fans. Once ringside he climbs up the steps and holds onto the ring ropes. He wipes his feet off on the ring apron before entering the ring. Once inside he stands in the center of the ring and holds his arms wide open.

Tucker: Anticipation is high for this one! This is a dream match of the XHF!

Torchwood: Absolutely!

The pair face off, Crane talking trash as Lord Dominicus leans in the corner. It is clear that LD is doing his fair share, but it is hidden behind his mask. Finally they meet in the center of the ring, pushing back and forth before Crane spreads his arms wide as though in challenge.

Fulton: Crane don’t trust him!

Tucker: Crane playing with fire as he taunts Dominicus!

Dominicus has had enough clearly and fires off a quick punch that rocks Crane backwards, he starts firing off more punches before he fires Crane into the ropes! The fans are on their feet, and LD hits a Spinebuster that leaves Crane sprawled on the mat.

Pin!

1…

2….

……KICKOUT!

Torchwood: Crane forced to waste energy breaking the pin in the early going!

Dominicus drags Crane to his feet, and fires him off into the corner. And then he drops back, shrugging at the ref before he charges in for the European Uppercut! But Crane has it scouted, and he moves aside before he grabs LD for a quick German Suplex! The fans cheer, and LD sprawls before Crane steps into the corner.

He levels the finger guns, and then drives a SUPERKICK into the face of Lord Dominicus!

Tucker: Crane took LD’s head off!


Fulton: There goes the Vantablack Savior!

The Dark Lord is down, and Crane looks around before he leaps onto the ropes. He climbs to the turnbuckle, and then leaps off the ropes with the diving elbow!

But LD rolls aside at the last minute! The High Roller crashes down, and rolls around holding at his arm before he stumbles to his feet. Dominicus hits a dropkick that sends Crane back into the corner, and the fans give a mixed reaction as LD hauls him outwards before he points at the fans.

Torchwood: Dominicus calling for the Darkness!

Fulton: This can’t be happening!

THe DARKNESS!

Fulton: NO!

Crane rolls to the outside as Dominicus goes for the cover, and the fans groan. LD curses, saying something which sounds oddly like ‘Foiled again’ before he goes after him. Crane is down, and LD gets him back up before he delivers a few chops before he runs at the ringpost with Crane!

But Crane comes to and flings Dominicus into the steel!

Tucker: Crane narrowly escapes disaster!

Crane grabs Lord Dominicus as he stumbles back, and drops a huge backdrop that crashes LD down on the edge of the ring! Dominicus drops to the floor, and the fans are going wild as Crane rolls under the ropes to break the count.

Torchwood: Crane breaking the count!

Fulton: Lord Dominicus could be finished!

Crane delivered a few stomps and kicks, and then he dragged the Dark Lord upwards before he tossed him inside the ring. He smirked at the LD fans in the front row, and then rolled inside after him. He dropped back into the corner, and crouched down as he waited for Dominicus to slowly rise holding his back.

SPEAR!

Tucker: Dominicus never saw it coming!

Fulton: This one is over!

Crane makes the cover!

1…

….2….

…..

…..Foot on the rope!

The fans are cheering, and Crane stares at the foot before he rises to curse at the ref. He swears, pushing the man into the corner as he holds up three fingers. And then Lord Dominicus rolls over, and hits the DICK PUNCH!

Fulton: Where if the ref! This is crap!

Tucker: LD hitting Crane where he lives!

Crane stumbles, and falls against the ropes as he panted. And he staggered a few steps as Domincicus feigned confusion to the questioning ref. He grabbed Crane, and locked on the DOMINI-LOCK!

The fans groaned, and Crane cursed as he shook his head at the ref.

Torchwood: Crane in trouble! Every second in that hold is taking away his energy! It’s agony!

Fulton: Crane don’t tap! WUK needs you!

Tucker: For what?

Crane grabs the ropes, and the ref calls for the break! LD holds it until the four, and he gets up to dust off his hands before he walked back and forth. Crane rose slowly, cursing as LD runs in to hit the DDT!


Crane sprawls, and LD drags him to his feet. He throws him into the corner, nailing a few quick European Uppercuts! Crane is rocked, and the fans are once again divided before Dominicus calls once more for the Darkness!

Tucker: This could be it for the High Roller!

Crane shoves LD into the corner, and the Dark Lord staggers back before he turns!

IN DA FACE!

Torchwood: Crane with the finisher out of nowhere!

Fulton: LD just stay down!

The fans were going wild as Crane made the cover!

1…

…2…

……KICKOUT!

Crane can’t believe it, and stares at the ref as Dominicus drags himself upwards. He shakes his head, looking around before he stares at Crane. The two start throwing punches, going back and forth in the middle of the ring before Crane fires LD into the corner.

European Uppercut!

And another! And a Third!

Tucker: Crane punishing LD!

Crane comes in again, but LD leaps upwards to catch him with the Demon’s Invert!

1…

2…

…..KICKOUT!

Torchwood: So close! Neither one of these men are backing down!

The pair are back on their feet, and Crane shakes his head as he glares at the Dark Lord. The Vantablack Savior comes forward, and they lock up once more. They struggled back and forth, and the fans are going wild as Crane flings LD back.

He goes for IN DA FACE!

But LD moves aside, and Crane clobbers the ref! The place explodes, and Crane looks around before he steps aside of the charging LD! Dominicus hits the corner and stumbles back, and Crane grabs him to start bouncing his head against the turnbuckle! He yanks on his mask, twisting it around!

Tucker: Typical! As soon as the ref is down! Crane goes back to his usual tactics!

Fulton: This is war!


Lord Dominicus struggles with his mask, and Crane hits him with a leg sweep before he rolls to the outside. He grabs a chair, and smirks at the fans before he comes back inside. He taps it against the mat, and then starts leveling it across the back of the rising Dominicus!

The fans are going wild, booing as Crane laughs as he tosses the chair down. He grabs Dominicus clearly lining up for the DDT! The ref stumbles to his feet, and starts shaking his head as he points and pushes at Crane.

Torchwood: The ref still looking a little confused! But he saw what Crane was doing!

The ref argues with Crane! Meanwhile Lord Dominicus reaches behind his back, and holds a finger across his mask where his mouth should be. And he produces the MIDNIGHT CLAW GAUNTLET!

Fulton: REF! REF! NO!


Crane pushed past the ref, arguing before LD drops back before he throws the punch!

VANTABLACK PUNCH!

Crane drops, and the ref stares even as LD makes the cover making sure to hide the gauntlet behind Crane.

1….

2….

……

………THREE!

The fans explode, and Lord Dominicus rises with a shrug as he holds his hands high. The ref blinks at the Gauntlet before turning in confusion back to Crane who is starting to stir.

Tucker: Crane’s attempt to cheat cost him tonight in London!

Fulton: Dominicus stole this win! This is bullshit!

Torchwood: If I know the High Roller’s Club and Crane? This isn’t over!

Salazar: Your Winner LORD DOMINNNNNICUUUUUUUUUS!

[Mr. Blood]

Match: Spike Kane vs. Donzig

Buried Alive

The fans in London are on their feet as the lights go down, and then the spotlights settle on the massive mound of dirt beside the ramp. A hole gapes near the top with a Tombstone standing near the head of it. A massive gleaming yellow backhoe stands behind it, the bucket hanging over the grave.

Pyro hits, and Frank stands in the ring as he lifts the mic.

Salazar: The following match is a BURIED ALIVE Match, and will continue until one man is buried in the grave!

The fans cheer, and Frank nods as he continues.

Salazar: Entering the ring first, fighting out of Belfast, Ireland at 220 pounds! He is a Pillar of Violence, he is the God of Xtreme! This is SPIKE KANE!

The fans were on their feet, cheering and booing as Spike steps through the flames to bellow at the fans. He spreads his arms, yelling before he stomps back and forth across the top of the ramp. He yells again, and he smirks before he starts down the ramp.

A small cluster of fans along the ramp unfurl an Irish flag, and wave it proudly as one of them holds up a sign that reads ‘REPUBLIC OF SPIKE’! He nods at them, pointing before he heads down the ramp to roll inside. He stalks back and forth, hitting the ropes before he crouches in the middle of the ring eyes on the ramp as he mutters to himself.

Tucker: The Irish fans here in London greeting Spike proudly!

Fulton: This crowd seems divided here as to whether Spike is a hero or a villain!

Torchwood: Those Irish fans are ruffians! One of them flipped me off when I was coming inside the O2!

Salazar: And his opponent hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 210 pounds! He is the American Destroyer, he is the King of the Death Matches! He is the Chairman of Hardcore City Shinjuku! THIS IS DOOOOOOOONZIIIIIIIG!

The fans explode, and a blast of pyros thunders over the arena as Donzig stalks from the back. He stops at the top of the ramp, a chair dangling from one hand as he looks out across the fans with a faint frown around the cigar in his teeth. He takes a final drag, and then flicks it away before he starts down the ramp, The chair still held loosely, and he stares at Spike who grins wildly.

Tucker: Donzig looks ready for business!

Fulton: He looks serious, Andrew.

Torchwood: He’s here for a war, lads! London is about to become a battlefield.

The fans are not disappointed as Spike drops back before he comes flying through the ropes to crash down on Donzig! But he staggers back, and cracks the chair across the head of Spike causing the God of Xtreme to stumble on the ramp.

The chair cracks down across his back again and again, and Spike falls against the barrier as Donzig lunges at him to bury the edge in his ribs with a howl of demonic glee.

Tucker: No one wields a chair quite like Donzig!

Fulton: I heard for a span in the mid 2000s, the chair was his finisher.

Donzig yells at the fans, stomping his foot as he drops back before he levels the chair at Spike who is still on the barricade. And then he charges forward, the chair aimed at Spike’s head before he steps back suddenly to fire off a superkick that sends the chair cracking into Donzig’s face!

Fulton: He took his head off!

Torchwood: Spike Kane weathering the early storm and using Donzig’s ego against him!

Donzig meanwhile stumbles forward, and Spike wastes no time in grabbing him to fling him into the barricade! The fans are going wild along the ramp, and Spike grabs the chair to hold it high before he cracks it across Donzig’s head as he rises! Then he buries the edge of it in Donzig’s throat, choking him as he snarls and spits.

Donzig snarls back, glaring at him as he tries to escape.

Tucker: These men are trying to kill each other!

Donzig’s face reddens, and he struggles to escape as Spike leans closer. And then Donzig grabs at him, trying to rip him loose. Spike shakes him off, laughing before Donzig’s hand suddenly grabs his face. The fingers tighten and twist, and Spike grabs at his arm as he drops the chair which allows Donzig to start to rise.

THE SICILIAN CLAW!

Torchwood: Donzig escapes using the Sicilian Claw! And London can’t believe it!


Spike is bent backwards across the top of the barricade, and Donzig finally shoves him away. His eyes wild as he looks around before he grabs Spike to drag him towards the ring with a stream of curses. He flings Spike at the ring, driving his back against the edge of it!

Fulton: Even the ring has become a weapon!

The fans are going wild as Spike holds at his back, and Donzig slams his hands against the mat. He drops backwards, and he fires the guns at Spike with a roar of ‘BANG! BANG!’ before he charges in with a knee aimed at his ribs.

But Spike moves, grabbing his leg as he lifts him to hurl Donzig into the ringpost! Blood flows, and the fans groan as Donzig stumbles back with a snarl only to be grabbed once more by Spike who hits a quick backdrop on the edge of the apron!

Tucker: I can’t believe how aggressive these men are here tonight!

Donzig sprawls on the mat, struggling to rise before Spike grabs his beard to haul him upwards. He shakes his head, laughing before he delivers a hard slap across the face of Donzig. He tosses him inside the ring, and then climbs the ringpost with a snarl.

Fulton: What is Spike doing?

Tucker: Spike Kane is looking to inflict punishment on Donzig! He wants to beat the Scourge out of him tonight in London!

Torchwood: Spike looking for the Senton! But he could be taking too long, no one in the XHF recovers quite as fast as Donzig!

Spike spreads his arms, and then leaps into the air!

SENTON!

The fans groan, and Donzig rolls around holding at his ribs. Spike rolls through, laughing before he walks over to place a boot under Donzig’s chin as he drags him upwards. The fans cheer, and Spike measures before he fires off the BLACK MASS!

But Donzig ducks low, and grab him to whirl him around to deliver a thunderous Spinebuster!


Tucker: Both men are down!

The ref looks around bewildered as London is going wild. And they are stomping their feet as the pair start to stir. Donzig drags himself up the ropes, and he flashes a wild grin before he tugs at his blood streaked beard. His eyes narrowed on Spike.

FACEBUSTER ACROSS THE KNEE!

Torchwood: I don’t like the look in Donzig’s eyes!

Fulton: Spike might get his wish!

Donzig leaps on Spike, grabbing him to bounce his head against the mat. Hammering away at him before he starts firing off punch after punch, battering away at Spike before he drags him back to his feet. He looks around, eyes wild before he flings him at the ropes!

LOU THESZ PRESS!

Tucker: Donzig just dishing out the punishment!

Torchwood: Few people in the WUK can take these kind of punches from Donzig!

Fulton: Is Spike laughing?

Spike was indeed laughing, and Donzig snarled at him before he leaned down to bit at his eyebrow. Donzig’s head shook from side to side as Spike tried to tear him off, and then Donzig jerked away laughing now as Spike was bleeding as well.

Spike started to rise, but Donzig snapped a kick across his face.

Tucker: Jesus!

MIDDLE ROPE LIONSAULT!

Spike’s knees come up, and Donzig falls aside grabbing at his ribs once more. He rolls around, cursing as he hits the mat before he starts to rise again.

Torchwood: Spike had that well scouted!

Spike grabs him around the waist, and hits a German Suplex! Donzig sprawls, and Spike laughs as he walks over to grab him once more! GERMAN!

The fans groan, and Spike stares out at them before he walks over to deliver a few stomps to Donzig’s back before he grabs him again. He is dragged upwards, and he laughs before he delivers a third German Suplex!

Fulton: Spike Kane has just made London into Suplex City!

Torchwood: This is what Spike has to do! If he wants to beat Donzig he has to deliver punishment, he has to do enough damage that Donzig can’t shrug it off! No one can take the amount of damage, or punishment as Donzig and keep going!

Tucker: Spike Kane going to the outside.

Spike smirks at the fans, and he digs around under the ring before he drags out a table. He flings it inside, and then as the fans explode he pulls out another. He laughs, leaning against the ring before he rolls back inside.

He sets up a table, and then props one in the corner before he turns his attention to the slowly rising Donzig. He grabs him by the head, and he points at the table before he drops back as he scoops up Donzig before lining up for a Powerslam!

He heads for the table, mayhem in mind!

Donzig slips free, landing behind Spike! The fans explode, and Donzig hits the EVENT HORIZON as Spike turns and the God of Xtreme sprawls across the table propped against the ropes!

Fulton: HOW?

Tucker: This is a war! These men are fighting for survival!

Donzig looks around wildly, tugging at his beard before he runs over to batter away at Spike’s head with elbow after elbow. Then he rolls to the outside, and he digs under the ring.

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

Donzig rises, and he is cradling something before he thrusts it high into the air. Lights gleam off wrapped barbed wire as he holds the bat over his head. The fans explode, coming to their feet as he nods to himself before he produces a lighter.

Flames leap to life, and the bat and barbed wire burn as he rolls back inside the ring.

Fulton: Lightbringer has returned to WUK!

Torchwood: Spike Kane may have indeed brought back the Scourge! Lightbringer is his favorite weapon!

Donzig stared at Spike, and then he started to wail away on Spike. The burning barbed wire tearing away Spike’s t-shirt, flames swirling and burning as Donzig hammered away at him. Then he slammed it down across the other table that Spike had set up.

Fire rolled across its surface, and he tossed Lightbringer aside as he stared at Spike with a face suddenly expressionless as his eyes went cold and distant.

His mouth moved.

Donzig: Time to die.

REAPER’S TOUCH THROUGH THE TABLE!

Tucker: OH MY GOD! NO! NO!

Torchwood: I hope the King isn’t watching this!

The table was burning and broken, and Donzig still wore that icy expression as he stared down at the smoking and bleeding Spike before he grabbed him. He flung him through the ropes, and he spat before he bounced the head of the God of Xtreme against the barricade before he started up the ramp.

Towards the grave!

Fulton: Spike Kane was right! Donzig couldn’t beat him without giving into the Scourge!

Donzig drags Spike up the ramp, pausing every so often to hammer a few punches into his face. And then he stops, looking around blankly before he looks back at Spike. Then he starts forward again, but Spike takes advantage of the confusion!

He drives a stiff elbow into the head of Donzig, and then flings him into the barricade. He batters him into it a few times, and then he grabs the irish flag from his fans. And he wraps it around Donzig’s throat, and buries a knee in between his shoulders.

Yanking back hard as Donzig claws at it, face reddening as blood flows!

Tucker: Spike is trying to murder him!

Fulton: You know, he has a way of bringing out the worst in people!

Torchwood: Didn’t he torture both of you for laughs, lads?

Spike let’s Donzig fall, and he holds the now bloodied Irish Flag high before he tosses it back to his fans. Then he grabs Donzig, pulling him towards the mound of dirt before flinging him across the ground.

Donzig starts to rise, staggering to his feet before Spike runs at him to drive a few quick knees into his ribs. And then he flings him into the pile of dirt with another German! Dirt slides down the hole as Donzig rolls over.

Torchwood: Spike Kane aiming for the ribs again, he knows that even Donzig has to breath!

Fulton: They are very close to that grave, Sir Arthur!

Spike grabs a shovel from the dirt, and nods before he brings it back over his head. And he swings it at Donzig who rolls aside at the last minute! The edge of the shovel sinks deep, and he tackles Spike to send them both rolling across the ground.

Tucker: He nearly decapitated him!

Donzig batters away at Spike as he rolls on top, dropping quick blows before he staggers to his feet. He delivers a few stomps for good measure, and looks around wildly before he drags Spike upwards to deliver a quick short arm lariat! Spike drops, and Donzig starts battering with him kicks to send him teetering to the edge of the grave. The fans are going wild, and Donzig drops down to start talking trash!

Then he rises, and goes to fire off a final kick!

Fulton: This is it! This the end of the God of Xtreme!

But it wasn’t! Spike grabs Donzig’s foot and knocks him backwards, and locks on the Burning Hell! The place is going wild as Spike tightens the hold, twisting his ankle as Donzig claws at the ground as he tries to crawl forward.

Tucker: Spike just punishing Donzig now!

He twisted the limb again, and then released it before he grabbed a cable that ran across the mound. He drove a kick into Donzig’s back as he rose limping, and looped it around his throat. He yanked it tight, choking him as he leaned back hard as Donzig yanked him forward. But Spike held on, ripping backwards before he lunged forward.

And Donzig went over the edge, the cable tight around his throat!

Tucker: Oh, my god!

Torchwood: Spike Kane is hanging Donzig for what he has done!

Fulton: Someone stop this!

Donzig flails, and Spike hauls backwards. And then Donzig reaches up, grabbing the cable before he yanks Spike forward. Both of them topple into the grave, and the crowd is going wild. An overhead camera shows them brawling inside, and then cuts away as a hand lands on top of the grave.

Spike crawls out, streaked with blood and dirt. Donzig follows a minute later, laughing as he stares at Spike before he runs over to drive a high knee into his head as he rises. Spike sags back to the ground, and Donzig grabs the shovel. He slides it under Spike’s throat, pressing it to him as Spike chokes as he is forced upwards.

They stagger to the edge of the grave, and struggle as Donzig yanks back again.

Torchwood: This is insane!

Fulton: This has gone too far!

Spike throws a few elbows, and breaks free to nearly fall into the grave. He spins around as Donzig swings the shovel, and he narrowly dodges the blow! Donzig spins, and the shovel lashes out again before Spike drives a boot into his gut!

Blood God’s Wrath!

Donzig is hurled downwards, falling into the grave as the O2 is on it’s feet. Spike howls with laughter, and hits a thumbs down!

Dirt falls from the backhoe’s shovel to drop into the grave, and it turns to grab more to dump into the grave. Spike snatches up the shovel, throwing dirt inside as well as the bell rings!

Tucker: Spike has done it! He has buried Donzig alive!

Torchwood: I can’t believe it!

The bell rang, and the backhoe kept dumping dirt into the grave as the fans cheered wildly.

Salazar: The winner of this match SPIIIIIIIIIIKE KAAAAAAAANEEEEEE!

[Mr. Blood]

Match:Epcot Mafia vs. Rage & Cage

WUK Tag Team Championship

“Woke” Wesley Rage and Nicholas Honest Cage walk out to boos. Cage is in his neon UFC-style shorts with an Oscar statue airbrushed over the crotch. Rage is wearing plain red tights along with red boots. He has the hammer in yellow on his left boot and the sickle in yellow on his right boot. His entire left arm is taped up and sports pro-worker/left-wing slogans on it. He is wearing a black gaiter over his nose and mouth. Rage has a serious look in his eyes and marches to the ring while Cage is full of energy. Cage jumps around and hypes up his brother. They roll into the ring, then hop up and hug each other.

Disney's Marty Donovan is next to enter, only his partner isn't with him but the show must go on for the man dressed as Quasimodo from Hunchback of Notre Dame. Actually Marty is pretty resilient against the very disgusted looks on R&C who are arguing with the ref about the gimmicked entrance, almost in woke fashion they demand the ref deal with this to which. He does, he climbs out of the ring with the weight of pure wokeness and shame besmirched by R& C.

Fulton: Pure guilt.

Tucker: Would you stop!

Fulton: That man is a monster! We all know what he did!

Torchwood: You could be arrested for that here!

As the ref climbs to meet Marty and explain the huge micro transgression he was committing, something was happening behind the waiting R&C (let's be honest Karenesque fury) from under the ring comes the one and literally only Florida Man shushing the crowd as he holds a sack. Reaching in he pulls out a can and tosses at someone out front then another..he holds it up to the camera mumbling something about adaptation. overcome. It was cans of Dole Pineapples 'On the Dole' was surprisingly overly highlighted.

Torchwood: What a cheeky little creature with his cans, 'On the Dole', twat

Fulton: On the Dole?

Torchwood: It's how we Brits refer to our unemployment benefits.

Fulton: hahaha-ha

In fact the rest of the commentators had a good row over that one.

The commotion did draw R&C to FM!

Tucker: This is chaos!

Who dropped the bag and held up his scratchers/hands. R&C took this moment to use the shaming of the referee to level the field. Climbing out of the ring they confront FM with a good old fashioned beat down!

Tucker: Disgusting and a typical display from the High Roller’s Club! They are working overtime tonight!

Torchwood: All is fair in life and war, Tucker!

Fulton: The referee doesn’t see it, Jeremy!

The crowd boos as they toss FML into the ring to continue the old fashioned really pounding the locally loved gator man, Marty shoves past the ref when he sees his "friend" (tolerated at best), ripping off his Quasimodo outfit dashing toward the ring (signature wink and addressing of the floating lantern too) Marty hits the ring like Bagheera saving Mowgli from those crazy apes; Flying forearm smash to Rage!

Tucker: Marty makes the save! He is on fire!

Fulton: Think he knows you stole his gimmick? I am gonna tell him!

Tucker: That reminds me! Loki Season Two!

Torchwood: Marty on a rampage!

Ducks a heavy hand from Cage rebounds off the ropes with a sunset flip into a ankle lock! Tinto's Trap!

Fulton: No! No! You could hurt him!

Tucker: That would be awful!

Only by now the ref has hit he ring and breaks the hold clearing the ring, even though FM has retreated outside the ring from his massive beat down. Marty and Cage start the match as the bell is finally called for. Cage fires from his corner at Marty who goes for the tie up before Cage uses that momentum to toss Marty head over heels with a monkey flip. Rage has climbed down from his perch ever watchful of the illustrious schemer Florida Man, but ol'bo was still lake flaccid from his beat down. Marty had turned the tables with a neckbreaker followed by a dragon suplex just before shouting 'I LOVE DISNEY PLUS!'

Tucker: Me too!

Torchwood: I prefer Britbox!

Rage had got brave and poked FM with his foot, nothing. Leaning down SURPRISE! CRACK the old brick in a t-shirt trick caught Rage dead to rights and he tittered then tottered before collapsing. FML quickly went to work putting the shirt on Rage.

Fulton: This is ridiculous! Where’s the referee! Who is that? Is that Arthur Jarritt?

Torchwood: Surely not!

Cage meanwhile had hit a handspring elbow turning the table on Marty. As he went to set up his next move FML climbs onto the ring apron in his respected corner as does a slow dazed Rage, Cage pushes Marty away pointing at the t-shirt upon Rage. Rage kinda reads it 'BLUE LIVES MATTER' and the fury!

Tucker: Oh, my! I don’t think Rage is going to like that!

Fulton: This is an outrage!

Wesley Rage: TAKE IT OFF!

Rage tries. But it was an extremely comically small t-shirt. There was no getting it off, so Cage tags Rage in stepping out with arms crossed.

Tucker: This is madness!

Fulton: There should be fines! Heavy fines!

Seething. Rage begrudgingly climbs in as Marty comes sailing in with a high rising knee dead to rights square on that brick strike from earlier! The crowd cheers Marty on as he shouts yet again about Disney Plus! Rage rakes the eyes of Marty when he tried to get him up followed by a few punches and a series of kicks, Marty retreats for a tag and Flo hits the ring with no gusto.

Torchwood: Florida Man has Rage and Cage off balance!

Tucker: Psychological warfare!

Rage is in a rage with his tiny shirt gag and takes it out on Florida Man tossing him into his corner fully expecting Cage to knee him in the back but Cage has his back turned ignoring the disgusting t-shirt.

Fulton: That shirt is an affront! I am disgusted!

Rage just stomps FM into a mud hole anyways, then pleads the shenanigans of FM to Cage who grudgingly decides to help Rage climbing into the ring, both men however take care of a charging Marty with twin drop kicks high and low ones.

Tucker: Marty in trouble!

Torchwood: Rage and Cage are in a fury now!

R&C begins a chain of competing body slams on Florida Man, two....three...four...on five Flo rolls out of the ring as Rage and Cage take this sixth one to the ropes climbing up so that Rage can lifts Cage from the second turnbuckle, FLO HAS SWAPPED HIMSELF WITH A ALLIGATOR DRESSED AS HIMSELF! R&C see this, everyone does, Flo is literally hiding under the ring.

Fulton: That is animal cruelty! There should be fines!

Tucker: Is that Alligator Loki? Is he back for Season 2?

Torchwood: The referee looks like he is losing his mind!

The ref, clearly annoyed, drops out of the ring, tosses the apron up and demands Florida Man to get the gator out of here and compete!

FM disappointed does as the ref asks (Cage has jumped in the arms of Rage flabbergasted about the abuse of an animal! Marty is recovering but not moving out of fear of the giant alligator in the ring) but somehow dupes the ref into getting rid of the gator.

Fulton: You know if a WUK Referee was eaten by an Alligator? That would be a new level of abuse!

Tucker: Here comes Florida Man!

Using the distraction he bricks both Rage and Cage! EPCOT Mafia springs into action as FM goes to the top rope hitting an atomic drop on Rage! As both men are still in the air Marty who also went high comes out with a Ace breaker on the falling Rage!

TOWER OF TERROR SIMULATOR UNLOCKED!
Torchwood: Dear god! It’s over!

Fulton: This is bullshit!

But the ref is distracted with the gator as Reese comes running down the ramp, when he hits the ring a rising Marty is kneed square in the nose, he picks up the brick and smashes Florida Man with the brick! The crowd is thunderous with their anger! Reese drags Rage over Flo before he climbs out with the brick and dives under the ring. The ref quickly dives under the ropes!

Tucker: Not like this! No!

Fulton: ALL THE GOLD BABY! ALL THE GOLD!

Torchwood: Florida is out cold!

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3!

Tucker: Dammit!

Salazar: The winner of this match and NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS RAGE AND CAGE!

The fans boo, jeering loudly as Rage and Cage hold the titles high. And then Frank Wormwood storms from the back, and he pauses on the ramp with an angry scowl as he points a thick finger at Reese. Then he gestures back at Rage and Cage.

Frank Wormwood: You all think you’re pretty slick don’t you!

Reese nods grinning, and Cage shakes his head before he is silenced by Rage.

Frank Wormwood: At Legacy Twenty in Birmingham, you wanted Florida Man, Preston? Fine! It will be FLORIDA MAN VS. PRESTON REESE for the WUK COMMONWEALTH TITLE!

Reese yells ‘no’! He shakes his head, cursing as he shakes his fist at Frank. Florida Man laughs, pointing as he leans against Marty with an arm around him as they wait by the barricade, Rage tries to calm down Reese, who shrugs him off as he leans across the ropes to yell at Florida.

Frank Wormwood: And at Legacy 21? Epcot Mafia will get their rematch! INSIDE OF A STEEL CAGE!

Rage and Cage protest angrily, and Marty snickers before he grabs the mic from the timekeeper.

Disney’s Marty Donovan: Marvels coming soon!

He tosses the mic, walking off with Florida Man who calls for the alligator which follows them up the ramp. Rage, Cage, and Reese argue in the ring behind them as the fans cheer!

[Mr. Blood]

Match: Psychotic Goth vs. Eron Hunter vs. Kalmin Watts

WUK World Heavyweight Championship Triple Threat

Salazar: The following contest is your MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING! It is a three way dance, set for one fall, with a one hour time limit, and is for the W:UK World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first…!

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.

Salazar: Accompanied to the ring by Vampira! Hailing from the Depths of Hell, and weighing in at 235 lbs! PSYYYYYYYCHOTIC! GOOOOOTTTHHH!!!!

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 next! Hailing from Sicily, Italy, and weighing in at 210 lbs! EEEEEEEERRRROONNNN…. HHHHHUUUUUNNNNTTTTEEERRRR!!!!!

Eron Hunter makes his normal, fanfare-lacking entrance. He does slap a few hands on the way to the ring, but he just slides in and stretches in the corner, not taking his eyes off Psychotic Goth.

Salazar: And now! Introducing the reigning Wrestle:UK World Heavyweight Champion! Accompanied to the ring by ‘The Role Model’ Anthony Jordan! Hailing from Tulsa, Oklahoma, and weighing in at 260 lbs even! KAAAAALLLLMIIINNN…. WWWWAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTSSSS!!!

Another no-nonsense entrance. Kalmin Watts appears with the World Title belted around his waist, Anthony Jordan stepping out to his side a second later. Watts slaps hands with the fans on his way down to the ring as Jordan whispers last-second advice into Watts’ ear. As they reach the ring Watts jogs up the ringside stairs, wipes his boots on the apron, steps into the ring and hands the Championship to the referee.

DING! DING! DING!

Fulton: Let’s fucking GOOOOO lads!

The three men slowly circle, sizing each other up.

Tucker: The defending champion, Watts, has the size advantage and the technical skill advantage. Eron Hunter definitely has the striking advantage and the speed advantage. And you never know exactly what you’re going to get with Psychotic Goth, who’s got a shallower but much broader skillset compared to his opponents.

And like he heard Jeremy Tucker, Goth turns towards Watts, throws a misdirected superkick into Hunter’s face and then just leaps on Watts, biting him on the forehead while hitting him in the neck and ear with punches! Watts stumbles back to the corner and Goth grabs the ropes, first delivering repeated shoulder barges and then repeated stomps, and then he bounces off the middle rope, flips in the air and lands on Watts with a cannonball splash! Goth gets to his feet and tries to decide what next to do, and Hunter comes flying in with a Euro uppercut to the back of the head. Hunter spins Goth around and begins laying in chops. He whips Goth across the ring, whips Watts across the ring after him - but Watts reverses! Hunter crashes into Goth in the corner and Watts follows them in with a running chest press. He bearhugs Hunter and belly to belly suplexes him to the middle of the ring. Getting back up he hooks Goth up for the vertical suplex. He stalls at the top of the lift, walks a quick circle and dumps Goth hard.

Tucker: So Arthur, break this match down for us.

Torchwood: Well, the big thing that the champion’s going to need to do is keep Eron Hunter close. Hunter’s more dangerous in close than many other cruiserweights because he’s got an assortment of knee and elbow strikes, and one or two of those can create enough distance for him to start throwing kicks. Watts is going to want to get Hunter on the ground and lean that sixty pound advantage on him.

Watts picks up Hunter and delivers two rib breakers followed by a fall away slam. But when he goes to pick up Goth, Goth slips out the back! Goth grabs a waistlock and tries to lift Watts. He can’t get him up at first, but lands a stiff elbow to the back of the head and then a rapid German on the champion. Glancing at Hunter, Goth walks to the ropes near where Vampira is holding one of his homemade weapons.

Torchwood: And of course Goth is the wildcard in this match. Is he going to try to lean on his striking game? Try to go the submission route? Watts’ mat game, despite the Sooner Squeeze is more about control than trying to earn taps.

It’s not a good time for that because Hunter gets to his knees, rolls towards Goth and hits him with a leaping uppercut! A roundhouse kick sends Goth to the apron, and then a quick dropkick sends him spilling to the floor. Hunter runs the far ropes, Goth grabs the weapon from Vampira and brandishes it, Hunter flips over the top rope to land on the apron, ignores Goth to run down the apron, jump to the turnbuckle and deliver a missile dropkick to Watts! Pulling Watts to a seated position, Hunter rears back and drills him with a spinal tap. Watts clenches his arms, roars, and stomps back to his feet!

Fulton: Man it’s gonna take more than just a shot or two to cut that big boy down.

Watts tries to grab Hunter for a suplex. Hunter counters by grabbing the arm, ducking behind Watts and tying him up in a hammerlock. He pushes Watts forward towards the ropes, just as Goth jumps up on the apron! Goth elbows Watts. Hunter German suplexes Watts with a bridge, but Goth springboards in with a dropkick to Watts’ upside down lower back and lands on Hunter with a sit down splash! Goth then reaches into the pocket of his pants and starts pulling out some kind of glove.

Tucker: I don’t know what Psychotic Goth’s up to-

Fulton: Neither does he probably.

The ref knows Goth’s routine and starts trying to pull the glove away. In fact, the camera gets a close enough look to see sharp metal bits embedded in the glove’s fingertips. Goth gives up the glove to the ref and hits Watts with a big front kick that sends Watts reeling back but doesn’t drop him. He then slips behind Watts and hits the Russian legsweep into a float over pin! ONE… TWO… broken up by Hunter! Goth turns on Hunter with a barrage of haymakers, boots and clubs before running to the corner. He jumps to the middle rope, rebounds, and rocks Hunter with the Demon Strike (superman punch)! Goth tries to quickly roll Hunter up. ONE… TWO… Watts breaks the pinfall with a sledge to the back. Goth shakes it off and screams, stomping around instead of following up with more offense.

Torchwood: The thing with triple threat matches is that it is so hard to build momentum because when you’re focused on one opponent, the other one’s having time to recover. At least in four ways, your opponents will be distracting each other.

As Goth throws his fit, Watts slowly recovers, and when Goth advances on him, Watts scoops him up in a gorilla press! Turning in circles, repping him twice to get the crowd going even louder, Watts throws Goth over the top ropes and down at Vampira’s feet at ringside. Turning back on Hunter, Watts hits a knee lift and power Irish whips him at the ropes. But Hunter forward rolls under the Oklahoma Hammer!

Tucker: Watts thinking Sooner Squeeze but Hunter two steps ahead avoiding the setup! Hunter handstands off the ropes, leaping ganmengiri - blocked by Watts!

Torchwood: When it comes to suplexes and throws, Watts is at least Hunter’s equal and he’s a lot bigger. Hunter has to focus more on his striking game, but the fewer things you have to defend against the easier it is. Plus the champ has such an analytical mindset when he gets into the ring.

Fulton: You also gotta think Jordan drilled Watts on those desperation headkicks.

Watts grabs Hunter around the waist while he’s still on the mat. Gutwrenches him - deadlifts him - takes a look around to verify Goth’s position - and then drops Hunter with the K-lift style gutwrench suplex straight into a lateral press! ONE… TWO…. THREKICKOUT! Watts quickly shifts gears, ties one of Hunter’s arms up behind his back and hits him with a hammerlock backdrop driver! Goth is sliding into the ring and he bolts at Watts, but Watts spins and throws a discus punch. Goth stumbles and Watts leaps, catches him with the flying bodyscissor and takes him to the mat with the Sooner Squeeze! The fans come unglued.

Tucker: Watts has his finisher locked on Goth! Can he get the tap before Hunter gets his pins? Can Goth fight to the ropes?

Fulton: Does Goth even realize that there’s no oxygen reaching his brain? The world may never know!

Goth makes a noise that might be either a laugh or a cough. Hunter is slowly struggling to his feet. Goth, seeing Hunter up, makes a risky decision - instead of trying to break free, he scissors Watts’ ankles between his own legs, locking in the hold but also keeping Watts from being able to break it. Hunter jumps over the two others, hits the middle rope and rebounds. He seems to be showing legdrop, but as Watts moves his arms to block Hunter switches and hits a precision elbow drop to the head. Goth, still holding onto Watts’ ankles, stumbles to his feet and gets Watts into a trapped leg half crab! (Eddie Guererro used to call this move the Lasso from El Paso).

Torchwood: With a flip of a switch it’s now Goth threatening with a submission on Watts, and as we’ve said before you just never know what Goth’s got in his bag of tricks.

Hunter grabs Goth by the head and starts landing forearms. Goth laughs in his face and fires back. Watts roars with pain and makes a lunge for the ropes, but Goth drags him back to mid ring still snarling at Hunter! Hunter throws a big Kenka kick at Goth, but Goth just shakes his head and roars! (In an ancient dialect no less). Undeterred, Hunter throws a left roundhouse kick followed immediately by a right wheel kick. This combination drops Goth to the ground. Hunter immediately grabs Watts’ leg and cranks it into a half crab!

Tucker: Out of the frying pan into the fire for the champion! Hunter is trying to finish what Goth started!

Torchwood: Hunter’s lighter than Goth and Watts has a lot of upper body strength, but does he have what it takes to make it to the ropes after having already endured Goth’s hold?

Watts is dragging himself on his forearms and elbows. Goth is lying on the mat breathing heavily. Goth’s ankles are under the ring ropes, and Vampira comes running over. With everyone watching to see if Watts will hang on even the cameraman doesn’t properly catch this, but astute watchers might see her in the background doing something with one of Goth’s feet. As Watts almost reaches the ropes, Hunter pulls him back - and Watts switches from crawling to extending his legs! Hunter overbalances and is somersaulted forward! He hangs onto Watts legs, but Watts scoots back into a schoolboy press. ONE… TWOHunter bridges out! Hunter throws a buzzsaw kick at Watts’ head. Watts intercepts the leg, climbs to his feet and plants Hunter with a slingshot suplex!

LET’S GO HUNTER! LET’S GO WATTS!
LET’S GO HUNTER! LET’S GO WATTS!

Fulton: Oh lord we got the dueling chants now! C’mon Goth! Send ‘em home sorry! SWAT represent!

Watts slams his fist into his chest and then pulls Hunter into a standing headscissor.

Torchwood: It’s so tough to get a submission in these three way dances that I think Watts is switching finisher gears and looking for his piledriver!

Watts tries wrenching Hunter up but Hunter’s doing his best to fight it. Goth is slowly gathering himself. Watts hits Hunter in the lower back with a pair of sledges, then pulls again. He’s got him up - and Goth places a running boot right in Watts’ face! Watts flops backwards. The piledriver hits, but more of a glancing blow than a direct spike into the mat.

Fulton: Wait, wait, was that boot loaded? Something went flying!

The camera switches to outside the ring just in time to see Vampira nudge a boot-shaped metal plate with straps on it under the ring.

Goth picks up Hunter as though he’s going for a back drop or atomic drop. Instead he runs across the ring, holding Hunter, and drives him sternum into the ringpost. He sets Hunter on the top rope and makes a sign with his hands.

BBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Tucker: Psychotic Goth setting up Satan’s Judgment and the fans not liking it at all! Watts in a heap by the ropes!

Goth climbs up to the middle rope behind Hunter, hooks one of Hunter’s arms with his own. He jumps to snag Hunter’s other arm with his leg-

-and Hunter captures the leg and somehow muscles Goth over his back and into a front carry!

Tucker: Eron Hunter just used Psychotic Goth’s momentum against him, and what’s he setting up now…?

Torchwood: SPIDER FALL ALWAY SLAM!

With his feet and ankles laced into the ropes, Hunter drops backwards, throwing Goth over his head. Goth lands perpendicular to the turnbuckle. Hunter takes a deep breath, pulls himself up, and then turns around on the turnbuckle.

Tucker: Hunter going for it all! He’s got Goth lined up for it - AND THE SHOOTING STAR PRESS CONNECTS! RISING STAR DIVE! RISING STAR DIVE!

Torchwood: THE COVER!

ONE…!


…TWO…!


……THREE…


………EEEEE…


…………EEEEE!!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Tucker: HE’S DONE IT! NEW CHAMP! ERON HUNTER IS THE NEW WRESTLE:UK HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

Torchwood: Frank Salazar is just about to make it official!

Fulton: Take it away Frankieboy! I mean, boo, Goth lost, I’m not impressed or anything.

Salazar: Here is your winner, AND NEEEEWWW Wrestle:UK WORLD! HEAVYWEIGHT! CHAMPION!

The ref is helping Eron Hunter to his feet as Hunter clutches the belt to his ribs, staring at it as if he can barely believe it.

Salazar: EEEERRRRRROOOONNNNNN…. HUUUUUUUNNNNNNNTTTTTEEEERRRR!!!!!!

The ref raises his arm. As soon as he lets go Hunter collapses to his knees, looking at the title.

YOU DESERVE IT! *clap clap clapclapclap*
YOU DESERVE IT! *clap clap clapclapclap*

Tucker: Kalmin Watts isn’t going anywhere. Psychotic Goth proved he deserves to be in the main event scene. But tonight, one man had both the skill and tenacity to survive and that was Eron Hunter.

Torchwood: Hunter had an unprecedented reign as the Commonwealth Champion and an award-winning rivalry with Ronnie Long and Rob Riot over that belt. If he can bring that same level of prestige to the W:UK World Heavyweight Championship, W:UK will be in a very good place going forward.

Gold pyros blast off from the ringposts, and a second later blue and white confetti and streamers begin falling.

Tucker: For Andrew Fulton and Sir Arthur Torchwood, I’m Jeremy Tucker! Fans, we’ll see you on Legacy!