.:The XHF Network Presents End of Days (Finals) [10/29/17]:.
Oct 26, 2017 0:12:29 GMT -5
Rage (aka NoMercyMaster2001), Steele, and 4 more like this
Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Oct 26, 2017 0:12:29 GMT -5
The XHF Network Presents:
![](https://www.imageupload.co.uk/images/2017/08/19/EOD.png)
Live at
Heinz Field
Pittsburgh, PA
10/29/17
Capacity: 68,400
![](https://i.imgur.com/98DawDz.png)
Romano: Welcome to the final night of End of Days - the Pay Per View and where we will find out who the End of Days Champion is. I am Cassius Romano of the AWF and I'm joined by Joey Hawke.
Hawke: Yes, sir. Joey Hawke - Vice President of the XHF Network and the only one of us who has never and will never operate in a baseball field, unless I am playing baseball. In other news, I have never gone swimming in a bowling alley.
Romano: ...Anyways, we have a great lineup for you this evening. Kira Izumi will defend his Prestige Class Championship against three other men. The new kids in AWF, including many from ICW, are competing in a two-fall match to showcase their skills, and who could forget the heating rivalry between T-Bone and the AWF CEO, Felix Ziko, competing in a twenty-minute Ironman match?
Hawke: That's right. But no one has more to suffer than Jackson Steele, who is in the finals of the AWF tournament against the XHF's very own Shogun-Tron. Because win or lose, he has to defend his title against two others.
Romano: I certainly wouldn't want to be in his shoes. But enough of that, we have a dark match to start us off! Copycat against James Delaware!
Hawke: Or in other words - if you need to quickly go to the bathroom, now's the time!
Jessie Love: The first match of this evening is a dark match. Introducing first - from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... weighing in at 165 pounds: Copycat!
"Knights of Cydonia" by Muse plays. Immediately, Copycat runs toward the ring. He's wasting no time as he enters the ring in preparation for the start of the match.
Hawke: Why does this guy look familiar.
Romano: He spent like four years at the XHF.
Hawke: See, I think I would have remembered that.
Jessie Love: And his opponent - from Bethesda, Ohio, weighing in at 176 pounds: James Delaware!
"Kick The Dust Up" begins playing over the PA system. James Delaware walks out from behind the curtain waving to the crowd. He walks down to the ring and slides in.
Hawke: Now this guy looks like a guy you'd love to beat up.
Romano: You just can't like anyone, can you?
![](https://i.imgur.com/q18Iaa2.png)
Dark Match
Copycat Vs. James Delaware
The bell rings and both Copycat and James Delaware circle around the ring. They engage in a lock up and Delaware forces Copycat to the ropes. Copycat reaches back to grab the ropes and referee Steve Tyrell forces Delaware to back up. Delaware's hands are up, trying to show off his innocence. Copycat begins to break himself up off from the ropes and James Delaware moves forward with a punch out of nowhere! But Copycat was able to duck the punch, safely moving from harm's way. James Delaware spins around and finds Copycat throwing a punch. And another punch. And another. It pushes Delaware to the ropes. Copycat pushes James Delaware to the ropes hard enough to Irish whip him back to the opposite. On the rebound, Copycat grabs him and lands him a devastating spinebuster to the ground! Copycat goes for the pin:
One...
Two...
Kickout by James Delaware!
Romano: Wow. I actually think that Copycat has been upping up his game a little bit.
Hawke: Yeah, right. I think what you're thinking of is that he's going up against someone just as bad as he is, so it looks like he's in the same ballpark as the word "useful."
James Delaware boosts up. He goes after Copycat. He hits him with a dropkick and Copycat goes down. As Copycat gets up, he goes down again by another dropkick! Copycat gets up one more time and finds James Delaware going after Copycat. He has him ensnared between his legs and is being spun around with a flying headscissors, but Copycat is able to reverse it and reverses the move to a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. James Delaware's eyes nearly bulge out of its sockets and his mouth is agape. Copycat gets up and wipes the brow from his forehead. He finds Delaware getting off the mat again and goes back to his fighting stance. As soon as he gets vertical, Copycat runs to him, but Delaware thinks quickly and takes him down with a drop toe hold! Copycat lands on the floor! Delaware waits for Copycat to get up, but after a moment, realizes that Copycat was really winded from that last attack and so, he goes to pin him. Referee Steve Tyrell is at the ready:
One...
Two...
Th-Kickout by Copycat!
Hawke: See? Copycat is a fool, even by Delaware standards.
Romano: Well at least he's doing much better than he did in his last match.
After the kickout, James Delaware allows Copycat to get up. The homeless BANG member gets up and shakes his head, trying to get himself into gear and in a position to actually win this. Delaware allows Copycat to recover, but not indefinitely. Without much time to go to waste, Delaware brings Copycat to go to his feet. He then puts him in for a suplex position then lifts him up in the air. Copycat slams down! The crowd is beginning to pick up the heat, actually going as far as to yell "DELAWARE. DELAWARE. DELAWARE." This gives a lot of pep to the wrestler with a state for a last name, especially since the only thing he's used to have yelling at him was encouragements of suicide from T-Bone. Delaware slams Copycat down, but doesn't stop letting go of him. he keeps him in tow. James Delaware brings Copycat up once more and again takes him down! Copycat, at this point, is seeing stars! Delaware gets up one last time. He goes through the legally aesthetic route of moving forward in triplicate - a respectable move. Delaware goes to lift Copycat up, but Copycat sticks his foot in behind Delaware's leg, keeping that from happening. Copycat moves quickly and lifts Delaware, slamming him down instead! The crowd is in awe, seeing Copycat coming from behind. Delaware is down in the center of the ring and looks up. There's only one thing on his mind now.
Romano: The Copy!
Hawke: The what?
Romano: It's his finisher move!
Hawke: Yikes... With his win / loss record, I was surprised he even had a finisher.
Copycat stretches his arms out to the side and jumps around from one foot to the next. He then hops around in a half circle. When he gets across from Delaware he starts doing the worm toward Delaware and then gets back to his feet. He then brings his arm down to Delaware, hitting The Copy! Copycat crawls to James Delaware and flips him to his back. He's about to pin him when:
"Hold on just one minute!"
Someone walks out from the back with a microphone in his hand.
Hawke: The XHF Network Owner Mongo The Destroyer! In all his glory!
Romano: What could he want!?
Mongo: I don't know who you are, but only trained wrestlers who are signed to a promotion within the XHF Network may wrestle here.
Copycat gets up. He points to himself and tries to yell, "I'm Copycat! I work at AWF!" but his voice doesn't travel very far without a microphone.
Mongo: I'm not sure what you're trying to say, but I'm not in the mood to try to be hustled by some imposter. I know who's allowed here, and that most definitely doesn't include you. Now get out of my ring or I'll have you arrested and charged for trespassing.
Copycat looks around and gets very nervous. He looks down at James Delaware and hopes that he can afford three seconds for the pin. Referee Steve Tyrell goes for the pin count:
...One!
Mongo: Security!
...Two!
...Thre-The count is broken as security rushes the stage and grabs Copycat off of James Delaware. He's been taken out of the ring. Steve Tyrell shrugs his shoulders, confused. He can't stop the match due to interference as security counts as official XHF personnel. He begins the count out:
...One.
...Two.
...Three.
...Four.
...Five.
...Six.
...Seven.
...Eight.
...Nine.
...Ten!
Jessie Love: The winner of this match, by count-out, is James Delaware!
Romano: What!? Did he really not recognize Copycat?
Hawke: Mongo really made the right call there.
Romano: But Copycat is an AWF employee! He really belongs to be there!
Hawke: Obviously not. He just lost to a weakling like James Delaware!
Romano: BECAUSE HE WAS ESCORTED BY SECURITY!
Hawke: Pffft.
The camera switches to a security camera in the locker room. Randy Angel is carrying a cardboard box while Tequila Kitty II walks alongside him.
Randy: Phew! I can’t believe it, but we actually captured all these corn snakes running around the back. It’s like some sort of infestation or something. It’s a good thing we had some liquid bravery before showing up today, am I right TK II?
TK II: Meow!
Randy sets the box down on the bench.
Randy: I don’t really have the heart to kill all these friendly little guys, so we’ll just leave them here for somebody else to take care of.
TK II: Rweeeooow meow.
Randy: Hmmm, it does seem a bit lazy just to leave a box of snakes in a locker room. I know, I’ll write a warning!
Randy pulls out a permanent marker from his suit jacket, gets down on one knee and starts writing. He writes “CORN” in big letters, covering the entire side of the box.
Randy: Uh-oh, too big. I better write the rest on the other side.
Randy goes to the other side of the box and writes something (we can’t see what since it’s away from the camera).
Randy: Snakes! “CORN SNAKES.” That way people know it’s a box of snakes but not too dangerous to handle.
TK II: Mreow
Randy: Hmmm, I did put a lot of work into this and would like some credit; or at least knowledge that it was us who picked up the snakes.
Randy takes out a small notepad and pen and writes a note.
Randy: “No need to thank me, hyphen, Randy Angel.”
He puts the note on top of the box then dusts off his hands.
Randy: Well there we go, I’ve done my good deed for the day. Let’s go get wasted and then do lifts!
TK II: Meow meow!
As if on command, TK II jumps onto the bench and into Randy’s arms. The two walk off as we fade away from the box of “CORN” (SNAKES) and back to the action at End of Days
Jessie Love: Ladies and gentlemen: This following match is scheduled for two-fall! Introducing first... from Attitude City, weighing in at 176 pounds: Harry Sveetnutz!
A light fog billows out from the entrance area as the opening chords of "The Hit" sound through the arena. Harry struts out, his sunglasses on despite the lighting being dimmed for the entrance, as per his request. He pauses at the ramp, staring at the ring with what must surely be intense fury, and most definitely not trying to buy time and figure out how to walk to the ring without tripping.
Hawke: This guy's name seems vulgar.
Romano: His skill is what you should worry about - but yeah, his name is quite vulgar.
Jessie Love: And his opponent... from Cherokee, North Carolina - weighing in at 190 pounds: Jack Diamond!
The stadium lights dim and red strobes begin to flash as "Ace of Spades" by Motorhead feels the stadium. Diamond emerges from the back wearing his leather jacket and diamond shaped sunglasses and smiles big at the crowds reaction. Some boo, others chant "Diamond Club" as the Ace of Spades makes his way down to the ring. He rolls under the bottom rope and quickly pops up and throws his hands in the air in a diamond champ, again to some cheers and some boos and he gives a very smug grin as he awaits his opponent or for the match to start.
Hawke: This guy is smug. He's cocky and he doesn't look like he can play nice with anyone - I like him!
Romano: He came from the ICW and was a never defeated champion. If you're not watching him, you should. He can talk the talk and walk the walk.
Jessie Love: And his opponent... From Oak Ridge, Tennessee - weighing in at 230 pounds: Matthew Jewels!
"Ode to Joy" starts as Matthew Jewels is carried out by his loyal subject to the ring where they let him down onto the apron where he gets in the ring and bows
Hawke: This kind is like royalty!
Romano: And you know what? He acts the way one would.
Jessie Love: And his opponent... from Wexford Town, Ireland - weighing in at 212 pounds: Maverick!
Maverick enters the arena and stands there, stretches his arms out and soak up the crowds reaction.
He makes his way to the ring in a quick enough pace.
He enters the ring, kneels down in the middle of the ring and does his pose once again (Same pose he did on the stage)
Hawke: Maverick has some words to say against Jack Diamond here.
Romano: Everyone's assuming Jack Diamond is going to win and he wants to stop them.
Jessie Love: And his opponent... weighing in at 212 pounds: Minos!
The intro plays as the lights dim. Minos can arrive out of anywhere in the arena, depending on his mood. He might jump from the rafters, might pop in from under the ring, from the crowd, any place but the general entrance ramp.
Hawke: This guy is absolutely insane. But I love him!
Romano: I don't. I don't want to be anywhere near him. I think he wants to murder me.
Hawke: ...He probably does.
Jessie Love: And his opponent... weighing in at 220 pounds: RENT-A-HERO!
As the opening chords of ‘My Hero’ plays, the crowd begins to cheer for their favourite superhero. ‘The Crimson Defender’ walks out of the dugout, holding his wrench above his head for the crowd. He does some showboating as he walks to the ring, and stops before entering. He checks under the apron for any boobie traps or surprises, then slides in. He climbs one of the turnbuckles, and gives the crowd a show, flexing and posing until his opponent arrives.
Hawke: Did... Did you seriously hire him at the AWF?
Romano: We have, but he has a passion in his heart!
Jessie Love: And his opponent: Miles Kingsley!
All the lights go off in the arena. As the theme song kicks in, a single spotlight shines on Miles, dressed in an expensive suit and frozen in a snobby pose. As the song reaches 0:09, light floods back into the arena and Miles slowly begins to saunter towards the ring. Small fountains of money shoot up from the entrance ramp as he walks towards the squared circle.
Hawke: Miles Kingsley has a similar gimmick to Matthew Jewel.
Romano: They quite possibly are going to see who's going to come out victoriously between the two.
![](https://i.imgur.com/9PbH91F.png)
Two-Falls Match
Harry Sveetnutz vs. Jack Diamond vs. Matthew Jewels vs. Maverick vs. Minos vs. Miles Kingsley vs. RENT-A-HERO
The bell rings and the fearless Crimson Crusader RENT-A-HERO runs straight toward Minos. Even the insane man himself couldn't have predicted such a thing and is taken down by a super hero-like tackle. Minos takes the pounding of his life. The other five gentlemen in the ring just watch and are OK with stepping out of the fray to see all the excitement. That is, until Hero goes for the pin. That's when they remember they all only have two chances to get a pin in this match:
One...
Tw-Maverick breaks up the pin!
RENT-A-HERO gets up to his feet and goes chest to chest against Maverick, each one trying to intimate the other person. Words are exchanged between one another although the actual words aren't heard. They're super steamed about something. It's likely the fact that Maverick broke up the pin. That is, unless when breaking up the pin, Maverick said he was on Team Edward when clearly RENT-A-HERO is on Team Jacob. That's possible, but I think the more likely option is that HERO wanted to get the pin and Maverick decided that it wasn't going to happen. RENT-A-HERO got a little too close and Maverick retaliated by throwing a HARD forearm to HERO, throwing him back. He throws another. And another. Then pushes him to the ropes. Maverick throws Hero toward the ropes but in the center of the ring, Miles Kingsley jumps in and takes him down with a hip toss! The people boo and Miles eats it up with his shit-eating grin. He loves the hatred because he knows that the peasants are just jealous. He turns around... right into a flying headscissors by Harry Sveetnutz! The jeers turn to applause as everyone gets out of their chairs from this exciting match.
Hawke: What happened to all these boos? I want the people here to be angry!
Romano: Well it's hard to be angry when Harry Sveetnutz shows up and delivers! This match is electrifying and is only going to get hotter!
Hawke: This isn't the first thing you've comments about heat and I'm starting to think you have no idea how thermodynamics work.
Before Harry Sveetnutz can follow up or even pry himself from the ring, Matthew Jewels slips Harry into a crippler crossface. He must have a really solid grip because within seconds, Sveetnutz already has the urge to tap out. His arms are spread out and he's in the center of the ring, but Minos breaks up the pin. How? BY A ASAI MOONSAULT! He calls it the Anti-Hero and it hit both Sveetnutz and Jewels. He rolls over Jewels, about to go for the pin but Miles Kingsley goes down on top of him with the middle-rope leg drop that he calls The Trickle Down! Now more than half of the members in the match are down, if you include Miles. He's about to go for the pin, but then RENT-A-HERO comes out of nowhere with a... well, a poor rendition of a leg drop. Normally, it wouldn't keep someone down by performing the move but RENT-A-HERO is an idiot who is in poor shape. He's actually in too poor of shape to roll over for the pin. Actually, even Miles is probably closer to getting up, but RENT-A-HERO... well, if there's one thing he can do, it's that he can make his weight really show.
Hawke: Why the hell did the AWF even hire this guy?
Romano: Well... He... ...he tries hard?
Hawke: This is why you perform out of a baseball field.
There's one person left in this match who isn't on the ground... who, well, hasn't really done anything yet. His name is Jack Diamond and he looks down to a canvas full of fallen bodies. He sighs, like this match has disappointed him. Like it hasn't brought him a challenge at all. He shrugs as he approaches RENT-A-HERO and puts his boot on him, not thinking that he's good enough for anything more than the scum off his boot. Referee Steve Tyrell slides for the pin:
One...
Two...
Three!
Jessie Love: The winner of the first fall: Jack Diamond!
Hawke: Come on, Cassidy!
Romano: Cassius.
Hawke: This is a GLOBAL Wrestling Promotion, and your newest guy got the win by not doing anything other than pinning him! How do you explain this?
Romano: ...Good timing?
Hawke: Your Crap Crusader got pinned AFTER he hit his finishing move! That's unacceptable!
Romano: Look, I'm not even in this match. We're just commentating it. If you want to yell at someone, yell at them.
Hawke: *Calmly gets up and flips the Spanish announcer table.*
Jose Kenusey: Dios Mio!
RENT-A-HERO quickly makes his way to his fee- Well, sitting up, unable to accept what he has seen. Jack grins until he gets taken down by a flying neckbreaker from Maverick! The one mistake Maverick made was climbing to the ropes and that was the only reason that he couldn't break up the pin that Diamond made. Maverick looks down at Jack Diamond with a smile and yells "Fuck off!" Maverick looks up to RENT-A-HERO and decides that he's not worth his time. He then turns to Minos and brings him to his feet. He then Irish Whips him to the corner. He runs to the corner and strikes him. The crowd counts along with him:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIG-
That's when Minos throws Maverick off of him with power and gusto. The force is actually so great that Maverick The Mercenary was thrown back about five feet. Minos gets himself off of the corner and runs to Maverick to get his revenge... that's when Maverick runs forward and slams into Minos with the Rainmaker into forearm strike! He calls it The Heavy Rainmaker! Minos is on the ground and likely not going to get up for the three count, but he's into more than that a likelihood. When he beats his opponent, he wants to beat them so hard that there's no likelihood of them kicking out. He climbs up the top rope into high-risk territory. He's about to jump off and that's when Jack Diamond comes out of nowhere and shakes the ropes. Maverick loses balance and falls off. He crashes into the mat, which elicits laughs from The Ace of Spades. He goes for the pin:
One...
Two...
Th-Interruption by Harry Sveetnutz!
Hawke: I like this guy! Jack Diamond, he knows how to get it done. I can tell you that much for sure.
Romano: He's underhanded! Back in my day, we wrestled with honor!
Hawke: Back in your day? OK. Whatever you say, old man.
Romano: I'm only TWO years older than you!
Jack Diamond got to his feet. He's sickened and disgusted that someone who considers himself as a Unicorn King or Unicorn Commander or some shit like that would try to touch him. He gets to his feet and sends a knee to Sveetnutz as he tries to get to his own feet as well. He gets him in position and then just suplexes him down. Jack Diamond gets up and spreads his arms to the audience, showing himself as the elite phenom that he is. Some people even cheer, knowing excellence when they see it. Jack Diamond turns around to a near hit from Matthew Jewels. He narrowly avoids the hit and instead eye rakes him! Referee Steve Tyrell gets up in Jack Diamond's fake and tells him that's not going to happen. He tells him that it's against the rules, that it's a cheap shot and that if he sees him doing that one more time that it would disqualify him from the match. Diamond has a grin on his face as if he's not really worried about the disqualification. Even if he does it, he has already won a fall. Matthew Jewel turned around, nearly recovered from the eye rake and into the grasp of Jack Diamond! He lifts him up in the air for a suplex but RENT-A-HERO jumps to life and spears The Ace of Spades! It takes him down... and Matthew Jewel falls forward, going back onto the spearing RENT-A-HERO. All three competitors in that exchange are on the canvas!
Hawke: That was NOT a smart idea.
Romano: Even I'm going to have to agree with you there...
Miles Kingsley sees Matthew Jewel on the canvas. The sneaky guy that he is, he pins him. Referee Steve Tyrell is quick with the pin count:
...One!
RENT-A-HERO rips a rancid fart. Miles Kingsley shakes his head, smelling the gas. He tries to hold his breath.
...Two!
...THRE-Miles, lets go and stops the pin. He quickly gets to his feet and runs to the other side of the ring, away from RENT-A-HERO's gaseous remains of Cheetos and other types of junk food.
Hawke: He was so close to victory!
Romano: Yes, but I can't blame him. I already feel like I want to leave. It's that bad.
Hawke: Oh, I wouldn't know. I lost my sense of smell smell in 'nam.
Miles, given that boost of adrenaline, sees the open field of wrestlers to go after. He goes after the fallen Jack Diamond, the behemoth in the match that has finally gotten off his feet. He grabs his hands on his shoulders, about to bring him to his feet, but that's when he gets a forearm to the back and falls to his knees. He looks behind him and finds Minos. Minos sends another forearm and sends him fully on the canvas on his stomach. Minos starts laughing. Miles gets back to his feet and throws a punch at Minos, but he ducks it and grabs a strategic hold onto his opponent. He puts him in position and takes him down with a Russian Leg Sweep! Miles goes down. Minos is about to pin him but hears some yelling:
"I AM THE UNICORN WIZARD!"
In all honesty, the yelling gave him away. Minos ducked the shining wizard and reversed the move with a spinning heel kick.
Romano: The Final Vote!
He goes for the pin onto Harry Sveetnutz:
...One!
...Two!
...THR-Maverick breaks up the pin!
Hawke: You know, this match is never going to end if everyone's just going to interrupt each other's pins.
Romano: You're right, but I have a feeling many of the individuals in the ring are just going off fumes at this point.
Maverick is angry. He's shaking his head, furious that this match has gone out as long as it has. He's bringing Minos to his feet, receiving punches and attacks every step along the way. But Maverick is a warrior. He can take it. Because he wants to win. Because he's a winner. He sends a kick to Minos and it sends him back. Minos shoots forward with another punch but Maverick brings the strike to a screeching halt. He grabs his arms. BOOM! A wheelbarrow neckbreaker!
Hawke: That's the Lethal Injection!
Maverick goes for the pin, but before Referee Steve Tyrell can make the count, Jack Diamond breaks it up! He brings Maverick to his feet and throws an uppercut from out of nowhere! It staggers Maverick back. Jack Diamond jumps for his cutter, to which he calls The Stacked Deck, but Maverick dodges but pushing him out of the way! Jack Diamond turns around RIGHT TO A SUPERKICK BY MAVERICK! ...Jack Diamond narrowly ducks the move! ...but it hits RENT-A-HERO who was standing right behind him! He goes down like a stack of bricks and falls down on top of Miles Kingsley! This technically counts as a pin:
...One.
Maverick notices this and goes to break up the pin, but gets taken down by a swinging neckbreaker by Jack Diamond who does not see the pin taking place.
...Two.
RENT-A-HERO is actually not aware he's in the middle of pinning someone else. He's kicking his legs and wiggling his shoulders to try to get off Miles - quite unsuccessfully, I might add. Harry Sveetnuts goes to break up the pin!
...Three!
The pin is broken right after the three!
Jessie Love: The winner of the second fall, by pinfall, is RENT-A-HERO!
Hawke: What!? That useless piece of crap won!?
Romano: Please give him some respect. After all, he won. We refer to them as wrestlers.
Hawke: What!? That useless wrestler of crap won!?
Romano: ...I see that civility is lost on you.
[The screen crackles and becomes messed up. A green, yellow and white texture begins to be plastered all over. We hear a loading sound. Green numbers begin to appear on the screen.]
..::You're being hacked::..
0010020012001
..::But by who? By what?::..
2000100010001002
..::An ear penetrating sound now, it screeches into your ear::..
..::What is this? Who is this?::..
40003100011
..::One name... One answer::..
..::V::..
..::He's here... Are you ready?::..
..::5::..
..::4::..
..::3::..
..::2::..
..::1::..
...
[Darkness. The arena is left in complete darkness. The crowd are cheering. It's their first ever time seeing "the entity", V. A lot of mysterious shrouds this thing. Who and what are they?]
[A spotlight now. Shining in the middle of the ring, a bright, white, blinding light shines upon V as he stands there, still and un-moving. Within his hands a plain black microphone, no logos, no endorsements, just black. The crowd have fallen silent, in awe of this thing.]
[He speaks, his voice nothing more than the american male voice from google translate.]
V: Good Evening. I am V.
[Silence.]
V: I come here to warn you. Dark days are coming to the XHF. The question is... Are you ready? We are ready... XHF: Anonymous Underground is ready... But are you?
[Silence once more.]
Mongo "The Destroyer"... Have you realized what you have done? With great power comes great responsibility. A lesson you of all people should have learned by now. Allowing us to leech off of your network. A mistake has been made.
[As though set in stone, the crowd stay silent.]
We will clean your mistake.
[The crowd react in shock, this thing is truly terrifying.]
Have a goodnight. For it's the End... of... Days...
[Darkness again.]
The arena lights focus on the ring, as our announcer Jessie Love enters with a microphone in her hand;
Jessie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls! Our next match is about to begin…
Hawke: Oh man, this is going to be great!
Romano: Already a great start to this PPV, the second match is going to have people on the edge of their seats!
Jessie Love: The following match is scheduled as a Fatal Fourway Elimination match, with the AWF Prestige Championship on the line! The first opponent to win by pinfall, submission, K.O. or time-out, will become the next Prestige Champion! For this match, we will have two referee’s, one inside and one on the floor.
The crowd cheers and shouts, chanting their favourite wrestlers names. A ‘Kira-Kira-Kira’ chants starts to win over the over cheers.
Romano: Sounds like Kira is the fan favourite coming into the one Joey.
Hawke: It sure does Cassius, he’s been a great Prestige champ since his victory over Copycat, Bradshaw and Assinator. And that was a Fatal Fourway match too!
Romano: It seems if the title is going to change hands, then we have the right match-up for it!
The lights go out as "We are Family" by Sister Sledge starts to play. A rainbow of different colored lights come back on flashing throughout the arena. The Family man walks down the aisle shaking hands as he heads towards the ring.
Romano: Our first contender here, Danny Ray, also known as ‘The Family Man”!
He slowly walks up the ring steps as he looks out among the crowd waving as he enters the ring and stands in his corner, waiting for who’s next.
"All of the Lights" begins playing on the PA system. The crowd begins to boo as Cobalt Lancer walks out smirking at the crowd.
Hawke: Not a fan favourite this time.
Romano: No Joey, Cobalt has made a name for himself, being a little too cocky and arrogant in his actions.
He walks down to the ring and slides in, climbing to the turnbuckle to pose for the crowd. He looks over to Danny Ray, mouthing off at him. Dany casually stays in his corner, leaning back against the turnbuckle and smiling.
Romano: Just look at Danny Ray, big smile on his face.
Hawke: This guy just loves his job, and loves the sport. I’ve heard him speaking backstage about how happy he is to meet his idols, and get to participate in matches with them.
Romano: What a swell guy. I like him already.
The lights in the arena dim and "Check My Brain" begins to harrow through the arena before a lone golden spotlight illuminates the entrance curtain. Sebastian swiftly creeps into the light, crawling along on all fours draped in a luxurious black jaguar pelt that covers his whole body. Once fully in the light Sebastian jumps to his feet, throwing the pelt off of himself to bask in the glorious glow. He soaks in the boo’s of the crowd and begins to skulk to the ring as if he was a hunter stalking his prey.
Hawke: Another set of boo’s for El Cazador now. These guys are new faces here in the XHF Network, but already they are building a reputation.
Romano: By the sounds of it, not a good one!
He quickly slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope and hops to his feet once more as the arena lights now come back on. He then goes to his turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope and raise his arms high into the air, flexing his heavily tattooed arms. He looks over to Cobalt, who is staring back. He looks over to Danny Ray, who is smiling. Danny shoots him a quick friendly wave.
Romano: Danny Ray is waving at El Cazador here. He is saying hello!
Hawke: Might be mind-games Cassius, he could be trying to get into the head of Sebastian Villalobos.
Romano: Or, he is just being a nice guy. Heck, I want to go grab a beer with that guy after tonight…
The opening riffs begin as we pan around the arena and focus on the stage. The champion Kira comes out from the back, his AWF Prestige Class Championship wrapped around his waist. He stops at the stage and begins to look around at the fans in attendance. He put up and "X" with his arms and spits out some blood mist into the air.
Hawke: The fans are just going nuts for this guy!
Romano: He’s been a favourite for a while now, his style and attitude are unorthodox, but he has won the crowd over.
You see I'm tired of trying to justify
Every decision that I make
If it's to save the people that I stand by
He heads down the ramp way acknowledging fans along the way. He slaps some of their outstretched hands and eats the boo’s from the others. He walks around the ring before he gets up the steps.
"Oh bum bum bum, watch out here I come
I said bum bum bum, you all better run
Oh bum bum bum, watch out here I come
So run!"
He gets in the ring and pats his belt gloating to the crowd. He climbs up to the top of the last remaining turnbuckle and takes off his belt. He raises it up and does an "X" motion with his arms before going down and handing his belt to Jessie Love.
Romano: All four men of this elimination match-up are now in the ring. Hold onto your seats!
Hawke: You could cut the tension in there with a knife, all men seem to be ready for a war….except Danny Ray. He looks like he wants autographs!
![](https://i.imgur.com/9i2T4LG.png)
AWF Prestige Class Championship Match
Fatal-Fourway
Kira Izumi© vs. Cobalt Lancer vs. El Cazador vs. Danny Ray
Before the beginning of the match, all formalities have been followed - specifically, handshakes have been exchanged, as difficult for them as it may have been.
DING! DING! DING!
This match is underway! The four men hold their place in their corners, no one edging out yet. They stare each other down, looking to see who will make the first move. The first man to progress is Danny Ray, he strolls to the centre of the ring, looking at each of his opponents. He holds out his fist, for a group fist bump….but is savagely drop kicked from the side by El Cazador!
Hawke: First move of the night there, a blind-sided dropkick by El Cazador.
Romano: Not very nice Joey…
With Sebastian attacking Danny, Cobalt makes a run for Kira, who easily one-arm suplexes him onto his back. Cobalt is back up, but Kira knocks him down with a punch to the head. Cobalt springs up again, and this time ducks Kira’s clothesline attempt, countering with a spinning heel kick back to Kira, knocking him down.
Romano: Lancer putting the hurt on the champion now!
Sebastian finishes his stomps on Danny Ray, and picks him up from the mat. He whips him off the ropes, and follows with a flying knee, knocking Danny Ray down hard. He quickly springs from the second rope, into a lionsault onto Danny. With the others occupied, he goes for a quick pin count…
...One!
...Two!
...Kickout by Danny Ray!
Hawke: Early pin attempt by El Cazador there!
Romano: It’s every-man for himself, you have to take the shot when given it.
Sebastian starts to pick Danny up by the hair, but is clotheslined from behind by Cobalt. Kira immediately follows up with a clothesline from behind to Cobalt, both men now knocked down. Danny stands up and faces Kira. He shoots him a smile, then immediately drops him with a powerful clothesline too!
Romano: Danny Ray taking down the champ there! I thought they were going to shake hands!
Kira rolls to his hands and knees, but Danny whips off the ropes, and hits him with a sliding DDT. He helps picks Kira up, and drops him again quickly with a neckbreaker.
Hawke: Danny Ray taking control here!
Cobalt and Sebastian are trading blows by the ropes, leaning over the edge. Cobalt grapples El Cazador and whips him to the turnbuckle, chasing him there. El Cazador counters, using his arms to spring backwards over the head of Cobalt, letting him run face first into the turnbuckle. He collides and stumbles out of the corner backwards. El Cazador picks him up and delivers a reverse spinebuster.
Hawke: A facebuster move there to Cobalt!
Danny Ray is running off the ropes, looking to drop a leg onto the neck of Kira, but he rolls away, Danny falling onto the mat. Kira begins to stand, but front drop kicks Danny quickly again. Kira rolls onto his back, as El Cazador picks up Danny Ray. He whips him towards Kira, who hits him with a running lariat, spinning Danny Ray around in the air (just like Rikishi used to do it!).
Romano: Some impromptu teamwork there by El Cazador and the Champ!
Hawke: Not for long, Romano!
El Cazador walks to Kira, who immediately kicks him to the lower abdomen, and bends him forward. He continues his stomach kicks, pushing El Cazador into the turnbuckle. Kira steps onto the second rope, above Sebastian’s head, and starts to rain down punches on his head.
Hawke: The Champ is fighting for his belt here tonight!
Romano: But look at Cobalt!
With the others distracted, Lancer crawls over to Danny Ray, and climbs on top of him. The referee starts to count..
...One!
...Two!
...Thr-Kickout!
Romano: Close call there by Danny Ray!
Hawke: Cobalt isn't quitting though!
Cobalt pulls up Danny’s leg, this time trying to bridge the pin, but Danny is fighting back. Cobalt gets the upper hand, slightly.
...One!
Danny Ray fights him off, breaking the pin. A double fist hammerblow to Danny knocks him back, and Cobalt pins the shoulders again…
...One!
...Two!
Danny Ray kicks Cobalt off him again, as the two exchange floor-punches.
Romano: Cobalt is really trying to sneak the win in here!
Hawke: He is relentless, trying to cover Danny at every chance…
As Kira continues to control Sebastian in the corner, the referee is distracted, and doesn't notice the low-blow he receives from Sebastian. Kira loses control, and Sebastian grabs him by the legs, primed for a powerbomb. Blinded by his victim, he cannot see where he is going, and falls forward... right onto Danny Ray on the mat!
Hawke: Holy Shit! El Cazador just powerbombed the champ ONTO Danny Ray!
Romano: Both men look like they are out of it!
A crumpled mess of limbs, Danny and Kira lay motionless in the center of the mat. As Sebastian gets back to his feet, Cobalt meets him with a dropkick, pushing him back to the corner again. Cobalt runs at him, but Sebastian reveres his momentum into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Lancer bounces to the mat, holding his back in agony!
Romano: Great reversal there by Sebastian, Lancer is downed on the mat!
Hawke: El Cazador is really putting his best foot forward here. He really wants that belt!
Sebastian is first to his feet, he nears Cobalt but drops him with a big kick to the side of the head, almost knocking him out. The referee gets into his face, shouting at him for reckless endangerment of his opponent. In the center, Kira is getting to his feet, with Danny Ray still on one knee. Kira sees an opportunity, and whips off the ropes. He rebounds towards Danny, but dodges the counter clothesline. He rebounds again, but stops just short of Danny Ray, bent over looking for the overhead press. He kicks Danny Ray to the face, lashing him backwards on his feet. With the referee distracted, Lancer quickly rises, and hits a low blow on Kira from behind, making the champ lean forward holding his groin. Sebastian sees this and hits a running, swinging neckbreaker on the champ!
Romano: Kira is absolutely getting slaughtered in the match-up, everyone is gunning for the champ!
Hawke: Two low blows and a neckbreaker….that man is earning his wage tonight!
Sebastian is back to his feet, laying down boots on the floored Kira. Lancer is doing the same on the other side, helping to control the champ on the mat. With his back turning, Sebastian doesn't see Danny Ray approach from behind, and he rolls over backwards for a sneaky pin!
...One!
...Two!
...Thr- Broken up in time by Lancer! Lancer picks up Danny Ray, and body slams him on the mat. Sebastian gets up, and starts to beat down on Danny Ray also. He signals for Cobalt to get ready….Sebastian picks up Danny Ray and whips him off the ropes, picking him up for a flapjack….but Lancer joins in, making it a flapjack facebuster!
Romano: Teamwork here by the two baddies!
Hawke: Looks like the powers of evil are working together!
Sebastian signals for Lancer to picks up Kira, and whips him off the ropes too. Lancer is bent forward waiting to flapjack Kira, but Kira forecasts it, and slides on his knees, hitting Lancer with a perfect uppercut jab to the face! Cobalt staggers backwards, where Sebastian catches him in a reverse headlock, and hits a massive reverse DDT!
Hawke: Thrill of the Hunt! That’s one of Sebastian's signatures!
Romano: He’s crushed the head of Cobalt Lancer with that move! Looks like they weren’t working together for long!
Quickly back to his feet, El Cazador and Kira lock eyes. They approach each other again slowly, shouting and cursing each other in the center of the ring. Kira lands the first punch, but Sebastian counters. Kira with another, and Sebastian with another.
Hawke: This has turned into an all-out brawl!
Romano: Both men are even size, even weight. Thi fight is anyone's guess!
Both men ferociously attack each other in the ring, with Kira landing a knee to the ribs of El Cazador, bending him over. He tries to drag him to the turnbuckle, but Sebastian breaks the grasp, and headbutts Kira, dazing him. Sebastian runs to the ropes to irish whip back to Kira….but flies over the top!
Hawke: Look! Danny Ray just pulled down the top rope! El Cazador didn't see him move!
Romano: El Cazador flailing to the outside floor mat here, I bet he did expect that!
Danny Ray uses the ropes to get to his feet, as Kira launches at him with a flying knee! Danny Ray sidesteps it, accidently knocking the referee down to the mat. As Kira turns around, and with the referee temporarily distracted, Danny Ray lands a very heavy kick to the groin of Kira! He falls to his knees, audibly screeching from the pain!
Hawke: Kira is going to need testicle transplants after tonight!
Romano: Three different low-blows, from three different men….don't ever give me a title belt!
Danny Ray uses this opportunity to lock the arms of Kira, and hits him with a massive pedigree!
Hawke: The Sitter!
Romano: You have a babysitter? You don’t even have kids.
Hawke: No, that move...it's the Sitter!
Kira is sprawled out on the mat after Danny Ray’s finisher. Danny Ray tries to roll him over onto his back for the pin, but doesn't see El Cazador slide in behind him. Lancer is also to his feet, very unsteady, but he starts to climb the turnbuckle. Sebastian spins Danny Ray around and hooks his arm up, hitting a massive Falcon Arrow!
Romano: Ladies and Gentlemen, that is the Killshot!
Hawke: Oh my, Kira and Danny Ray are both knocked out on the mat, side by side!
Romano: And here is Lancer on the top turnbuckle now! He looks too wobbly to be up there…
Preparing himself for the big move, Lancer judges the gap between him and the floored opponents, and jumps for it….but miscalculates! He flails through the air, but accidentally connects head on with El Cazador too! They clash heads, and both men fall limply to the mat!
Hawke: I can’t believe it! Lancer just flung himself off the top rope, like a Flying Deadweight!
Romano: Maybe he should name it that….and practise it more too!
Hawke: Cassius, all four men are now down on the mat, all hurting badly after this incredible fourway!
Romano: Whoever is first to their feet here could take the win!
After a while of nothing happening, Kira is the first to make it to his feet. He looks around, his eyes stretched open. He can't believe he's the only one up. He's so close to retaining his belt. He sees Cobalt Lancer on the canvas. He sees Danny Ray trying to get up, although he's still pretty much on the canvas. He sees El Cazador on the can- wait. Where is he!?
Romano: Look out!
Kira only sees El Cazador from his peripheral before the Mexican wrestler throws him out of the ring. El Cazador has a breath of relief before the wind gets knocked out of him before getting SPEARED by Danny Ray! There's the pin:
...One!
...Two!
...THREE!
The referee signals to the timekeeper who rings the bell and sends the message to Jessie Love.
Jessie Love: Here's your winner of the match and NEW AWF Prestige Class Champion: El Cazador!
Hawke: The new champion - Dannny Ra- Wait. WHAT!?
Romano: The referee saw it too. So what happened was Danny Ray speared El Cazador ONTO Cobalt Lancer, but Danny didn't have the energy to actually keep his body onto Cazador. He's laying right in front of him. It's sad - Danny didn't keep him from being Prestige Class Champion; he ensured it!
The camera cuts to the locker room. Michael Clark Duncan is writhing around on the floor, covered in snakes. Naturally he’s crying. Moments later, Michael Storm walks in and is immediately aghast at what he sees.
Storm: What is going on in here!?
MCD: Storm, get your ass over here! I'm being attacked by snakes and this time, it ain't my own!
Storm: Thanks for bringing back that pleasant memory. Anyway, why are you covered in snakes?
MCD shakily points to an open cardboard box sitting on a bench in the locker room. The box has “CORN” written on the side of it. The hilariously friendly and docile snakes slither around Duncan, happy with their new friend; he continues to shiver and shake while speaking.
MCD: I…I came in…and I saw that there box of corn! I thought that maybe some kind fellow had purchased some of it locally for us all here. An you know me, Storm. Corn is delicious as fuck!
MCD is blubbering as Michael Storm starts to get wise to the situation. He walks over to the box and looks in, there’s still a couple snakes inside.
Storm: So you….opened the box and it was full of snakes.
MCD: Yeah!
There’s a pause, Duncan is still rolling with the snakes.
Storm: ….Wait, why are you covered in the snakes then? How did they get out of the box?
MCD: I thought the corn was at the bottom of the snakes like how the prizes are at the bottom of the cereal. Don't I look stupid? Who the hell would do that to me?!
Michael Storm spots a note next to the box, he picks it up.
Storm: “No need to thank me” signed “Randy Angel.”
Suddenly Storm’s face crumples up with anger as his fist crumples the paper.
Storm: ...Randy.
Jessie Love: The following contest is a twenty-minute Iron Man match, where the winner will be the competitor who scores the most decisions before the time limit expires!
"Ravenous" By X-Ray Dog begins to blare throughout Heinz Field and the crowd roar for the arrival of AWF CEO Felix Ziko. The seven-and-a-half foot mammoth of a man steps through the curtain, wearing a simple black singlet rather than his usual attire of a business suit. He raises his hands to greet the fans as he walks the aisle to the ring. He climbs up to the apron, stepping straight over the top rope and into the ring as he readies himself to face T-bone.
Jessie Love: Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in tonight at 511 lbs, he is the owner of Ascension Wrestling Federation - Felix Ziko!
Romano stands up to applaud Felix as best he can manage with his still-injured arm.
Romano: This is a huge match for Felix Ziko - his first in nearly fourteen years and I'm duty-bound to stay impartial but I hope he knocks the stuffing out of T-Bone.
Hawke: See this is why nobody likes you AWF guys! You're supposed to stay impartial, you even acknowledge as much, and then you just go and tell the world who you want to win!
"Sahara" by Nightwish comes over the stadium PA System and all eyes turn to the entranceway... for almost a full minute it plays but T-Bone doesn't show.
Eventually, the music stops.
Romano: Ha! I knew T-Bone would flake! He acts like a tough guy but he isn't willing to follow through!
Hawke: Don't be so sure of that... can you hear what I hear?
Romano listens out and sure enough above the roar of the crowd a faint droning noise can be heard. Suddenly the stadium is engulfed in a mighty downdraft as the spotlight of a helicopter appears over the tops of the North bank of seats.
Romano: What the-
The chopper hovers over the middle of the arena, over the ring itself, and the side door opens. Fans are having to hold onto their hats, their hot dogs and their hideous children to avoid losing them to the winds. A rope descends from the helicopter and hangs about two feet above the ring, and clad in a stealthy black bodysuit and balaclava, T-Bone rappels down the rope.
Hawke: Now THAT'S an entrance, Romano! Though I never woulda thought Mongo would clear another AWF star going anywhere NEAR a helicopter again after what happened with Bradshaw!
Romano: Leave it to T-Bone to go with the flashy, over-the-top entrance!
![](https://i.imgur.com/QtcHLpk.png)
Twenty-Minute Ironman Match
AWF CEO Felix Ziko vs. T-Bone
T-Bone lands in the ring and goes to unhook himself from the rope - but he seems to be having trouble. He pulls and pulls at the clip but he can't get himself free. Felix grins and orders the referee;
Felix: Ring the bell, I'll help him unhook himself!
And the bell rings as the giant advances on the imperiled T-Bone.
Hawke: What? That's not fair! This is a shocking abuse of power from the boss!
Felix grabs a hold of T-Bone and delivers a furious chop across the chest. He pushes him back into the corner - still attached to the hovering chopper mind you - and pulls the mask off. A huge gasp goes up from everybody inside the arena.
Romano: That's not T-Bone!
The impostor winces in pain as a result of Felix's huge chop - just as the real T-Bone comes out from underneath with a steel chair and waffles Felix across the back, earning himself an instant DQ!
Romano: What the hell is he playing at?
Hawke: I don't know but my guess is he's planning for the long haul!
FELIX 1-0 T-BONE
It looks like Hawke's theory is right as T-Bone gets a couple more chair shots in on Felix before the referee can wrestle the chair away from him and throw it out of the ring as the impostor is winched back up to the chopper, which flies off into the distance.
T-Bone backs up into his corner, proudly declaring himself a genius for taking out Felix so early on and that the one-point deficit won't hold him back as he still has nearly twenty minutes to pin this old fart twice.
Felix struggles as he gets back up, the years out of the ring combined with his advancing age evidently contributing to his slow start. T-Bone lets him nearly get back to his feet before stamping on the back of his left knee, bringing him back down again.
Hawke: You might not like T-Bone Cassius-
Romano: Now there's an understatement!
Hawke: -but you have to admit that he's a damn smart wrestler.
Romano: I will do no such thing.
Down on the mat, Felix is no longer seven feet tall and T-Bone is giving him no time to breathe as he works over the legs, driving his knee into the canvas, then stamping on the knee, then trying to wrap Felix's leg around the ring post from outside the ring - earning himself a warning from the referee that he will incur a second disqualification, T-Bone relents and releases Felix's leg.
T-Bone parades at ringside and taunts the fans, while Felix struggles to his feet inside the ring. Sliding underneath the bottom rope, T-Bone launches another attack on the giant AWF owner, a forearm smash across the back has reduced impact against Felix's massive torso but it still draws a cry of pain from him. Felix spins round, drops a shoulder and fires off a punch that T-Bone easily dodges.
Hawke: Jackson Steele's not the only one who's been doing his homework this week! T-Bone noticed Felix's "tell" when he's about to throw punches and he knows exactly where to anticipate the shot coming from!
Felix grunts with frustration as T-Bone again acts like a bothersome fly, his speed far too much for the big man to cope with. Felix fires off a backward elbow as T-Bone buzzes round behind him but fails to make contact and then falls prey to a sleeper hold - T-Bone jumping up onto Felix's back to be able to reach his neck.
Felix wobbles and tries to throw T-Bone off but he cannot grab him, he takes the next best opportunity and backs into the turnbuckle - HARD - and T-Bone feels the wind forcibly squeezed out of his lungs, both men gasping for breath as T-Bone drops to the mat and Felix staggers into the middle of the ring.
T-Bone gets up and charges Felix - who throws another punch, this time without a tell-tale shoulder drop, and T-Bone knows it's coming from the right. He ducks easily, rolling through behind Felix and then grabs a tight hold of the big man's left leg, tugging hard at it and trying to throw him off-balance. Felix teeters and supports himself using the top rope, as T-Bone is still straining to lift the huge man up.
Hawke: T-Bone's gonna dump Fezzik over the top rope! If Humpty Dumpty falls then I don't think Mongo will have enough horses OR men to put him back together again!
Romano: It's Felix. And what in the hell are you talking about?
Hawke: It's a metaphor, Cass. Try to keep up.
Despite T-Bone's best efforts, Felix manages to turn himself around so he is facing his opponent and get his free leg up, planting it into T-Bone's chest and pushing him hard. T-Bone goes flying into the middle of the ring, stops, then launches himself into the ropes and comes careering back at Felix - he lifts a big boot but T-Bone ducks it, runs into the opposite set of ropes and rebounds with a flying body press - Felix catches him easily and launches him overhead with a fallaway slam!
Romano: Yes! Huge fallaway slam there from the boss!
T-Bone hits the mat and rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope and has a mini-tantrum on the outside - Felix is having none of this and he reaches over the top rope, grabs a handful of T-Bone's hair and drags him back up onto the apron with his back to him. Felix grins as he gives him ten beats of the Bodhrán, narrowly avoiding the five-count from the referee as he lets T-Bone go and he drops to the floor, clutching his red-raw chest.
Hawke: Fezzik was close to getting himself DQ'd there, those are dirty underhanded tactis being employed by YOUR BOSS Cass, and you're cheering for this guy?
Romano: ...and T-Bone empolying a ringer to distract FELIX and attacking him from behind with a chair isn't underhanded?
The referee makes it to a count of five and T-Bone is still stalling outside the ring, so Felix decides to follow him to the outside. For a man who prefers his wrestling to be traditional, old-school and decided in the ring, Felix pushes the envelope as he grabs T-Bone and slams him into the guard rail which shifts it back a good foot or so, then immediately turns him round and into the ring apron.
T-Bone's lower back crunches against the edge of the ring and Felix rolls him back into the ring underneath the bottom rope. T-Bone rolls into the middle of the ring as Felix hauls himself up onto the apron - referee Steve Tyrell notices T-Bone reaching into his trunks as he gets up to his knees and goes over to investigate.
Romano: Come on - T-Bone's going for another weapon now!
Hawke: Hey, if you wanna call that a weapon that's between you and T-Bone, buddy!
Romano: You know damn well what I mean!
T-Bone pulls out a pair of brass knuckles and is trying to get them onto his fist right in front of the referee, who wrestles T-Bone for the knux and they get dropped, skidding across the canvas and Tyrell gives chase to remove them from play.
At the same time, Felix steps over the top rope and finds T-Bone in front of him on his knees... but T-Bone takes advantage of the referee's distraction to fire a devastating low blow into the crotch of the AWF chairman!
The crowd boo as Felix doubles over clutching his throbbing danglers and T-Bone leaps up, plants him with a DDT and then pushes hard to turn him over and into a pin;
One!
Two!
Three!
Hawke: Yes! One each!
Romano: Yeah, and they BOTH came off of T-Bone cheating!
Hawke: Who CARES? T-Bone is the ONLY guy in your company who actually gives a damn about it! He can make AWF great instead of being the tiny fish in the huge AWF pond!
FELIX 1-1 T-BONE
T-Bone celebrates his equalizer as Steve Tyrell leads him back to his corner to allow Felix to get back to his feet. Felix voices his opinion on the low-blow to Tyrell who holds his hands up, unable to go back and reverse the decision without evidence.
With the crowd firmly on his side Felix mounts an attack against T-Bone, with mixed success as he manages to grab him only for T-Bone to wriggle free either unscathed or at least managing to negate the majority of the damage from Felix's moves.
Felix goes to the well looking for a hip toss one too many times and T-Bone rolls through the landing, quickly coming back up to his feet and then rebounding off the ropes which culminates in a baseball slide underneath the bi man's legs, leaving him stranded and then as Felix turns round T-Bone is in prime position to hit a big dropkick, sending the giant reeling backwards into the ropes.
T-Bone keeps his offence up as he nimbly runs up to the top rope and lies in wait for Felix... he staggers off the ropes and T-Bone launches an aerial attack in the way of an ax-handle smash - but a big mitt finds itself wrapped round T-Bone's throat and he is in a bad place!
Romano: Ascension! And now will come the Fall!
T-Bone's eyes widen in fear and he kicks out in desperation, halting the chokeslam and he manages to pop off a kick to Felix's head - still holding T-Bone in the chokeslam lift Felix falters, and T-Bone kicks again which knocks him further off balance, before wrapping one leg around Felix's arm and his 241-pound frame goes into free-fall, only this time the offense belongs to T-Bone and he drags Felix down, deftly wrapping him up in a double Omoplata shoulder lock!
Romano: Impressive counter by T-Bone, as much as I hate to admit it - if only this guy could focus his efforts on wrestling rather than trying to run roughshod over management he could be the Champion!
Hawke: I'm sorry what? Did you just praise T-Bone? Perhaps you're smarter than you look! And now T-Bone's throwing those elbow shots ito Fezzick's head trying to force a submission!
Felix is immobilized as T-Bone rains elbows into his head, and he feels his shoulders being wrenched by the submission move at the same time. He holds out for an ungodly amount of time until;
Felix: OK! Ok, I give!
Steve Tyrell hears the submission and he frantically tries to get T-Bone to relent and unhook the move, but T-Bone keeps the hold locked in. Tyrell starts to administer a five-count, which T-Bone rides out until the absolute last second before releasing and proudly taking up his position in his corner.
FELIX 1-2 T-BONE
Hawke: T-Bone now leads two-to-one and finally the natural order of things is restored! T-Bone on top, where he deserves to be!
The pain in Felix's upper body is clear as he trudges back into his corner and turns to face T-Bone, a look of hatred etched across his face. T-Bone gives him a smirk and Steve Tyrell orders the match to continue, and immediately T-Bone is back on the attack as he pushes Felix into the turnbuckle and starts firing at him with haymakers. He climbs onto the middle rope with his feet either side of Felix and tries to wrench at his shoulders, Felix tries to duck and dodge as best he can but he can't get his arms away from him until he gives a huge shove and T-Bone flies backward into the middle of the ring, landing on his back and performing an involuntary backward roll.
Felix is supercharged but his speed isn't as he lumbers, looking rather tired, into the middle after T-Bone but he catches up with him and gives him a stiff kick as T-Bone is getting up, T-Bone rolls over and Felix kicks again, almost chasing him round the ring and laying in kicks every time T-Bone tries to pull himself up using the ropes.
The crowd start to get behind Felix again as he looks to be getting back into this match. He grabs T-Bone and picks him up by the head, and levels him with a thunderous headbutt. Felix looks for an equalizer as he goes for a pin;
One!
Two!
Kick out!
T-Bone isn't done yet and he manages to sqeeze a shoulder up underneath Felix's weight. Felix grunts and pushes him back down, Steve Tyrell makes the count again;
One!
Tw- kick out!
T-Bone kicks out a bit easier this time and manages to squirm away from Felix, crawling over to the turnbuckle and looking to climb up to the top. Felix gets to his feet as T-Bone prepares to launch another aerial assault - but before he can jump Felix calls on a sudden burst of speed, rushing to the corner and grabbing T-Bone, giving him a huge beal toss off of the top rope!
Romano: Wow! I don't think I remember Felix moving like that even in his heyday!
T-Bone slams into the canvas and favors his back as he comes up, he turns to see Felix bearing down on him, his left fist balled - the shoulder drops and T-Bone dodges - but suddenly Felix pulls off a bait-and-switch and throws the right fist, smashing T-Bone square in the jaw as he dodges into it and T-Bone goes flat on his back!
Felix drops to his knees and places himself over T-Bones chest;
One!
Two!
Three!
The crowd pop as Felix draws leve; and there's a buzz in the air now as they anticipate a huge victory for Felix in his first match for a decade and a half.
FELIX 2-2 T-BONE
Romano: And the score is tied with just five minutes left!
Hawke: Felix cheated AGAIN to get that pin!
Romano: What!? He didn't cheat, he got him with a feint!
Hawke: Classic misdirection! I thought he was supposed to have more integrity than that!
Romano: Oh please! You just can't accept that Felix is keeping up with T-Bone!
T-Bone groggily comes to his senses and it takes him a good few seconds to realize that he just got pinned and that his lead is gone. He grabs the shirt of Steve Tyrell and screams in his face as Felix rushes over to save his employee. T-Bone throws Tyrell into Felix and he takes a huge bump off of the big man, spiralling down to the mat and rolling out to the floor down next to the commentary table.
Hawke: Now Felix is attacking the referee! Timekeeper - ring the bell! That's a DQ and this is over!
Romano: Will you shut up? Felix didn't do anything! T-Bone just shoved him into Felix and he crumpled like a paper cup!
Hawke: Why are all these referees so injury-prone anyway? You guys need to invest in some REAL men!
Felix is distracted by his concern for Tyrell and T-Bone capitalizes as he pushes into him from behind, ramming him into the corner and dropping him to the mat. He drops a knee onto Felix's head and then goes to hook on an armbar, hoping to do more damage to the injured shoulders.
Felix struggles but he manages to wheedle his way over to the ropes - though without a referee, a rope break would be ineffective in halting the submission, as would tapping out. Felix can only escape by pulling himself out of the ring and he drags T-Bone with him but the two men are separated at least.
Felix props himself up on the guard rail as he takes a breather but T-Bone has no intention of letting him get any of his wind back, going straight for Felix and leading him to the ring post and bashing his face into it.
Not letting up, T-Bone takes full advantage of the referee being incapacitated as he picks up the top section of the ring steps and charges Felix, who narrowly avoids being crushed up against the ring post. T-Bone drops the steps as the impact jars his arms and Felix grabs him, bashing him into the ring apron and T-Bone starts to retreat.
Dropping to one knee, T-Bone searches under the ring apron and comes back up wielding a steel chair, he swings in a huge overhead arc and brings it crashing down on top of Felix's head, and he goes down to all fours.
Romano: This is despicable! T-Bone is taking full advantage of there being no referee! We need to get Valentine out here!
Hawke: Nah, don't listen to him Gabe! You enjoy your break, you've got work to do later! Rest up!
T-Bone goes for broke repeatedly slamming the chair into Felix's back as he crawls along, trying to get back up to his feet but having no success.
Romano: I can't stand for this! T-Bone is a truly disgusting human being!
Felix pulls himself up to his feet once more using the ring post with T-Bone still bearing down on him swinging the chair. Crying out in pain, Felix arches his back as huge red welts are visible on his exposed skin, and they find themselves around the side of the ring near to the commentary table.
Romano stands up behind the commentary desk as T-Bone fixes him with an enormous smirk, trash-talking him and outlining his intentions for Felix.
Romano: Well you better get your ass back in the ring then and stop messing about with chairs!
Hawke: There's a minute and a half left, he's got LOADS of time, Cass"
T-Bone gives Felix one last huge smack of the chair over the top of the head and then heaves the big man up and onto the apron, where Felix rolls into the middle of the ring and looks completely out of it as he tries to get to his feet.
Romano: Not this way! I can't stand for this!
As Felix rolls across the mat, there is a huge roar from the crowd and T-Bone turns back round to try and wake Tyrell up - but as he turns round, he feels the smash of steel across his face as Cassius Romano blasts him with the steel chair!
Hawke: WHAT THE FUCK!
The roof comes off the building as Romano throws T-Bone underneath the bottom rope and Felix is completely clueless as he comes to his feet - Steve Tyrell soon follows, also rolled into the ring by Romano (who returns to his commentary position to face a grilling from Hawke) and T-Bone picks himself up, walking straight into a huuuuge chokeslam from Felix!
Romano: You stay down!
Felix covers:
One!
Two!
Three!
And by a pure coincidence the buzzer goes to end the match!
FELIX 3-2 T-BONE
Hawke: I don't believe this!
Romano: You better believe it!
Hawke: After everything you said!
Romano: T-Bone absolutely deserved that! For breaking my arm! For antagonizing Felix Ziko! And for all his shenanigans throughout this match!
Jessie Love: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of the match three falls to two - Felix Ziko!
Felix stands and rubs his head in a daze as he raises his hand, both he and the referee completely unaware of the circumstances surrounding his victory. T-Bone lays unconscious on the mat.
Hawke: This is absolute bullshit! Bullshit!
Romano: I don't even care! I did it for the people! I did it for Felix!
Hawke: You're gonna have a lot to answer for when T-Bone comes round!
Romano: I'll cross that bridge when it comes to it! I don't regret a thing! If T-Bone hadn't got himself DQ'd right at the start then he would have at least earned a draw! Hell, if he'd actually showed some self-constraint and not gone for all that hardcore nonsense at the end as well he would have outright won!
Hawke: Ladies and gentlemen, we at the XHF would like to apologize profusely for the travesty we just brought to you! This is not our normal M.O!
Romano: Oh come on! Get a load of this everybody - The Xtreme Hardcore Federation shill suddenly grows a damn conscience when a little chicanery doesn't go his way!
Hawke: Run me down all you want but that wasn't a hardcore match!
Romano: It certainly didn't stop T-Bone from making it into one when he thought it would benefit HIM!
Hawke: Well I can tell you one thing for sure, this result doesn't benefit YOU in any way, shape or form outside of the short-term catharsis! All I have to say to you is - run. Because this is NOT over. Not by a long shot.
Romano: Here it is! The big finale we’ve been waiting on all month!
Hawke: That’s right Cassius, the penultimate finale of the End of Day’s tournament. It has been a long trek getting here!
Romano: It sure has Joey. These men have put their bodies on the line, fought themselves to the edge and came out guns blazing. Tonight, two of the network's top stars will meet in the ring, only one of them walking away with the prize….the End of Days Winner!
Jessie Love makes her way to the center of the ring with a microphone, to catcalls and cheers from the crowd.
Jessie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one-fall! After five long nights of competition, tonight we crown our victor of the End of Days tournament! Introducing first….from Tron Headquarters, in the FUTURE, but currently residing in Minnesota - he is an XHF Legends Entry: Shogun-Tron!
The White Stripes "Seven Nation Army (Team Tron Mix)" blasts over the speakers as the Xtremetron shows the words, "THE FUTURE!!" then clicks to show the words "SHOGUN" and "TRON" one on top of the other. The gunman from . . . THE FUTURE emerges and does some really awesome gun play (like Ocelot in Metal Gear Solid 3) using his FUTURE Blaster! . . . A toy six shooter straight from the toy collection of John Wayne memorabilia. He moves to the ring and tosses the gun to the mat below his corner turnbuckle. The crowd is loving it, as Shogun-Tron breaks it down in the center of the ring, doing his best techno dance moves. Shogun-Tron backs into a corner and poses as everything returns to normal, awaiting his opponent.
Jessie Love: And now, his opponent….from Niagara Fall in Ontario - he is an AWF Entry and the AWF World Heavyweight Champion….Jackson Steele!
Pornosonic's "Spyderpussy" hits and the house lights dim, filtered spotlights cast a warm pink and purple haze on the curtain. At the ten-second mark, Jackson Steele steps onto the stage to catcalls and whistling from the women - a few men boo him, a few bow down in mock hero-worship. He stretches out his arms and turns a full circle, showing off his toned and oiled body before swaggering down the aisle in time with the music.
He takes a meandering course down the aisle, flitting from woman to woman as he ogles, flirts, and even manages to scrawl a phone number across the top of one ecstatic fan's boob before making the "call me" gesture to her. Sliding under the bottom rope he struts alongside one set of ring ropes, gyrating and thrusting his hips and making eye contact with the women who cheer him, before hopping up to the top turnbuckle, once more flexing and posing before giving a "suck it!" crotch chop to Shogun-Tron.
Romano: And here it is folks, the match you have all been waiting for. After one long tournament, we are about to find out who is going to be our winner!
Both men stand in center ring, waiting for the match to formally begin…
![](https://i.imgur.com/mndqO8O.png)
End of Days FinalsSingles Match
Jackson Steele vs. Shogun-Tron
DING! DING!
The bell rings, and Shogun is immediately attacking Jackson, shooting some long karate kicks at the champ. Jackson blocks them off, deflecting them with his forearms, and backs off a bit. Shogun jumps into a Bruce Lee pose, and taunts the champ to come at him.
Hawke: This Shogun-Tron is nuts! He has no fear whatsoever of the champ!
Shogun shuffles forward a bit, Jackson now pacing side to side, trying to figure out his attack. He bends and goes for the grapple, but Shogun jumps and does a spinning Ryu heel kick. He follows with a fluttering scissors kick, none hitting Jackson but worrying him. Shogun does one more backwards roundhouse kick, but loses his footing while showing off, and Jackson pounces, and takes him down with a spear!
Romano: Both men should be playing this safe, looks like the champ has that planned but Shogun is all flair.
Jackson pins Shogun down, and mounts him, raining down blows to his face. His metal helmet takes most of the blows, as Jackson soon realises, so he rolls off him and lets Shogun get back to his feet. Shogun dusts himself off, and gets back into his Bruce Lee position. Jackson attacks first, deflecting an incoming crossbody kick, and shoulders Shogun to the ground. He whips off the south ropes and drops a quick elbow onto Shogun. Jackson pops up, and lifts Shogun by the helmet, the tron holding onto his mask for dear life.
Hawke: Have we ever seen who’s underneath that helmet?
Romano: Not yet Joey, but according to Reddit, its Bruce Jenner.
Hawke: Woman of the Year 2016 Bruce Jenner??
Romano: Apparently so. Maybe Jackson will get that helmet off and we can see.
Jackson brings Shogun to his feet, but blasts him again with a powerful clothesline. Using his size advantage, Jackson drags Shogun to the corner, and uses the ropes to apply extra pressure as he presses down on Shoguns neck with his foot. Shogun kicks and struggles to break free. Jackson drags him to a seated position in the corner, and runs across to the opposite side. He runs back and hits Shogun with a front dropkick, smashing him against the turnbuckle pads.
Romano: Jackson doing a very good job of working his opponent down here.
Jackson picks him up, and body slams him on the mat right by the corner. He then climbs up the turnbuckle, and goes for a leg drop, landing perfectly on Shogun-Tron. Jackson goes for the pin…
ONE...
TWO...
Kickout by Shogun, who is still very much in this match. Jackson gets to his feet, annoyed that Shogun is putting up a fight, and he whips him into the same corner. Shogun hits the pads hard, and Jackson in immediately behind him with a flying body press. Jackson whips Shogun across the ring to the opposite turnbuckles, but he counters and springs over the top rope, landing on the apron. Jackson crosses the ring to him but Shogun leaps to the top rope, and flies at Jackson with a wild twisting elbow attack, knocking the champ down.
Hawke: Quick thinking and fast flying by Shogun just now!
Shogun gets to his feet, and whips off the ropes. Jackson lays on the mat so Shogun leaps over him, and whips off the opposite side. As Shogun is coming back, Jackson jumps up and goes for a dropkick….but Shogun caught the ropes, so Jackson gets nothing but air! As Jackson is getting up, confused, Shogun connects with a flying knee to the side of his head, blazing the champ down to the mat! The crowd roar for the robot-man!
Romano: Nice work from Shogun here, working the champ down.
Hawke: He’s really going to have to think of something to keep Jackson down.
Shogun runs to the ropes, and vaults back for a moonsault on the floored champ. He hooks his leg for a pin attempt, but let’s go and instead runs to the corner and begins climbing.
Hawke: Shogun looked like he was about to go for the pin, but changed his mind. He’s now at the top rope, what is he planning!
Shogun stays crouched on the top rope, waiting for Jackson to stand. As the champ shakily
gets to his feet, Shogun jumps at him for a hurricanranna...but Jackson catches him, and instead counters it into a diving powerbomb!
Romano: Huge strength here from Jackson!
Jackson gets up first, and lifts Shogun from behind. He hooks his arm over his head, and slams him with a back suplex. He rises first again, and lifts up Shogun from behind, landing another back suplex! Shogun is beat on the mat. Jackson gets up again, tired but moving, and from behind lifts up Shogun for another back suplex….but he drops him forward this time into an atomic drop! Shogun wobbles forward, holding his tailbone, and turns around slowly, to be hit with a massive busaiku knee strike! Jackson goes for the pin!
ONE...
TWO...
TH-Shogun’s foot is on the ropes! He got his foot onto the bottom rope!
Romano: Jackson was almost free there Joey!
Hawke: Jackson needs this win, and fast! He has another huge match following this, he cannot afford to waste time here.
Jackson, furious, stands up and crosses Shogun to the ropes. He twists the ropes around Shogun’s foot that broke the pin fall, and starts to stomp down hard on his leg. Shogun screams out in pain, as the champ tries to break his leg in half. The referee comes over to pull Jackson away, but he pushes the referee aside. He continues to stomp on the leg of Shogun, until the ref forces him away. Shogun is favoring that injured leg now, as Jackson pulls him to the center of the ring. Jackson immediately elbow drops onto the same leg, injuring it further.
Romano: Those legs of Shogun-Tron are his best weapons. He has destroyed each of his opponents with his kicks.
Hawke: Jackson doing a very good job of removing those kicks as threats here.
Jackson brings Shogun to his feet, but Shogun hits him with a jab to the midsection. Jackson still with a grip on Shoguns shirt, takes another jab to the midsection. Shogun tries to hit Jackson with a kick now to the midsection, but Jackson catches it! Hopping on one foot, Jackson laughs at Shogun-Tron. He spins Shogun around on one foot, and attempts to haymaker him, but Shogun dodges the attack, and locks in his own move...he hits a massive side slam! Jackson is down and Shogun is with him!
Hawke: That is the Space-Time Continuum!
Romano: The what?
Shogun rolls away from Jackson, trying to get his energy back, Jackson is lying on his back, breathing hard. Shogun using the ropes to climb to his feet, he looks at Jackson, then the top rope, then back to Jackson….and starts to climb. Shogun is making his way up the corner turnbuckle, climbing to the top rope, but Jackson hasn’t moved yet! Shogun signals to the crowd, and jumps! He soars through the air for his signature FUTURE Shock!....he hits it on Jackson….but Jackson had his knees up!
Romano: Huge move there by Shogun-Tron, but Jackson got his knees up at the last second. He may have broken the back of Shogun-Tron!
Hawke: Jackson is rolling on his back Cassius, holding his knee….looks like both men took a bad impact from that move!
Jackson rises first, but is sore, favoring his knee. Shogun-Tron has rolled away, back into his original corner. Jackson crosses the ring to him, but Shogun feels behind him and gets it ready….the FUTURE Blaster! He has the six-shooter pointed straight at Jackson’s head. Confused, Jackson stops near him, waiting to see what he will do. Shogun pulls the trigger….and a t-shirt shoots out at Jackson! It hits hit right in the face! He pulls it off his face and looks at it…
![](https://i.imgur.com/BMVj1sC.png)
He smiles while checking it out, but the distraction allows Shogun some time to get to this feet. He tosses the t-shirt out to the crowd and marches at Shoun, who fires off another blast….getting Jackson in the face with a slice of pizza!
Hawke: What the hell is that thing! FUTURE Blaster is the bomb, I want one!
Romano: I thought that was just a toy…
Jackson, flings the pizza away and attacks Shogun with a front kick, driving him back to the turnbuckle. He tries to wrestling the FUTURE Blaster from Shogun-Trons hand...but a shot goes off, and a big floppy, flying purple ‘ladies best friend’ hits the referee in the head, knocking him over the ropes to the outside!
Hawke: ...did Shogun-Tron just shoot the ref into the face with a dil-
Romano: Yes. Yes he did.
As Jackson gets the gun from Shoguns hand, he hits him over the head with it, the heavy weapon knocking Shogun onto the ropes. Jackson uses it again to demobilize Shogun, and he slumps over the top rope like a wet towel. Jackson pulls him to the corner and presses him against the pads. He separates Shoguns legs, and puts them on the ropes, so he is seated legs apart. Jackson takes a few steps back, and kicks Shogun right into the groin, full force! POP SHOT!
Romano:...I think I am going to be sick…
Hawke: Shogun-Tron can forget about having kids after that….
Shogun falls forward, flat on his face. Jackson looks around, but the referee is still outside of the ring. He slides out and goes to help the referee, who is trying to get to his feet. The referee is still holding the ‘purple warrior’ as Jackson leaves him to rest against the apron. Shogun is stirring inside the ring, as Jackson slides back in and walk over to him….but Shogun has the FUTURE Blaster again! He shoots one more shot at Jackson, and hits him right between the eyes….with a can of BANG! Fish Attractant Spray! Jackson collapses, practically knocked out. Shogun drops the gun, and falls back to the mat, equally fatigued.
Romano: And now both men are downed on the mat! With no referee to count them out!
Hawke: ...I wonder if he will let me borrow that Blaster….seems mildly absurd, but incredibly useful….
Shogun stirs first, crawling his way over to Jackson. He gets to the champ, and limply tosses his hand onto Jackson’s chest, the weakest pin attempt ever, but the referee is still outside of the ring! The crowd chants the pin-count for Shogun…
ONE...
TWO ...
THREE ...
FOUR ...
FIVE…
Hearing the fans chanting, the referee focuses and slides back in, but too late. Jackson has rolled away from Shogun now, try to get up. Shogun does the same, using the ropes to help him climb to his feet….Jackson is up first, he runs at Shogun and plants him in the lower back with a heavy spear. Shogun is slung on the ropes, hanging lifelessly. Jackson tries for the roll-up pin, but Shogun is holding onto the ropes, staying on his feet….kind of. Jackson hammers him to the back of the head, trying to break his grip. Shogun strikes out with a hard back-elbow, stunning Jackson. He hits back, slamming Jackson with sloppy strikes, loose forearms. Shogun quickly runs back to the ropes, and springboards over to Jackson, wrapping his legs for a hurricanrana again...and gets it!
Hawke: Shogun-Tron coming back to life again!
Jackson flies to the mat, but gets up again. Shogun dropkicks him back to the ropes, and he hangs on them. Shogun whips him across the ring, going for the back body drop….but Jackson stops in time, and lifts him up for a powerbomb, but doesn’t get Shogun all the way up….he hits Shogun with the Ganzobomb! Shogun is out cold on the mat! Jackson collapses on top of him, and the ref counts the pin…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Jackson can’t believe his luck, as he jumps up in the air, and stumbles to the ropes for support, still weak from his fight! Jessie Love enters the ring with her microphone, and grabs his hand…
Jessie Love: The winner of the match and of the 2017 End of Day’s tournament: Jackson Steele!
Jessie raises Jackson’s arm into the air, as the four turnbuckles explode, shooting gold sparkles into the air. Steele slides out, hurt and bruised, and celebrates some more, doing weird, erotic dance moves up the ramp to the back. Shogun-Tron remains in the ring, knocked out.
Romano: A huge, huge victory for the champ today!
Hawke: Sure is Cassius, he put up one hell of a fight, and show true grit the whole way through this tournament. From Curtis Kanyon to Michael Storm, to Scorpion and now Shogun-Tron….Jackson Steele has been spectacular.
Medics come down to the ring to aid Shogun-Tron, as we fade out to a commercial.
The camera cuts from the last match to this following promotional video:
Jessie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls….the following match is for the AWF World Heavyweight Championship! It is scheduled for one fall, and will be be a triple threat match. Introducing first: from Walsall, England - ’The Prodigy’, Bobby Barrett!!
‘Motherfucker of the Year’ starts playing over the sound system. The lights drop apart from purple spotlights, which appear to swirl around as if they are looking for someone. Suddenly, they all converge on one spot, revealing "The Prodigy" Bobby Barratt standing square in the middle of the ramp. His arms spread wide and his head back, drinking in the jeers from the crowd. He slowly makes his way toward the ring, on the whole ignoring the fans reaction.
Romano: Bobby Barrett making big waves in a short time. He’s not gathered many fans however.
Hawke: No he has not.
Hopping onto the apron and wiping his feet, he hops over the top rope, ascending to the second buckle to mouth along with the fans. He points to the crowd, smirking and lapping up the boo’s.
Jessie Love: And the next contender: from Glasgow, Scotland: ’The Dark Apostle’, Ezriel!!
"Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done."
A low trembling voice in a whispered tone floats through the arena as the lights fade to a pitch black.
Silence.
"Bleed" by Meshuggah pulsates from the speakers around the audience, the bass vibrating the ground, as the camera spirals up the runway past many flickering bright white strobe lights. It pans up to the entranceway where a dark shadowy figure raises their hands above their head and gazes up at the rafters. After a few seconds he tilts his head forward and brings his hands down by his side. He is in full body paint and is sporting blood red tights with a small cross printed on either side. He stares intensely ahead of him as the vocals from Bleed kick in. He points once more to the sky as he begins to make his way toward the ring.
Hawke: Ezriel has really made an impact on everyone in his short time here, and impressed many of the doubters along the way.
Romano: Both men introduced so far are going to be BIG trouble for Jackson, and both are very capable of stealing a win here tonight.
Ezriel slowly and purposefully strides up the metal stairs and drops to his knees, gazing into the crowd. He smiles and nods as he rolls under the ropes into the ring. Ezriel rises to his feet and cracks his neck as he swings his arms around in a windmill movement. He goes to the furthest away turnbuckle from Barrett and leans on it, bent over but facing straight ahead of him as he breathes heavily.
Jessie Love: And out last participant - from Niagara Falls, Ontario - he is the AWF Heavyweight Champion: ’The King of Dog Style’, Jackson Steele!
Pornosonic's "Spyderpussy" hits and the house lights dim, filtered spotlights cast a warm pink and purple haze on the curtain. At the ten-second mark, eXXXstacy slips seductively through the curtain to a great response from the men in the crowd. She eyes the crowd and then gestures back to the curtain as just as the song kicks in fully - Jackson Steele steps onto the stage to catcalls and whistling from the women - a few men boo him, a few bow down in mock hero-worship. He looks absolutely exhausted from his previous match, his belt slung over his shoulder, but almost looks too heavy for him to carry.
Romano: Jackson is looking absolutely beat up from his last match with Shogun-Tron!
Hawke: He put on one hell of a show, but maybe he exerted too much.
Jackson and eXXXstacy walk down to the ramp, less energetic and jovial as he normally is. He gets to the ring, and gives eXXXstacy a kiss, before climbing the stairs, and getting in through the ropes. He goes to a vacant corner, climbs the turnbuckle, and shoots a big sexy smile to all his fans. He jumps down, and hands his belt to Jessie, who exits the ring.
Romano: This is going to be one of the biggest matches in AWF, and the XHF Network.
Hawke: It certainly is a benchmark for Barrett and Ezriel. Both men are going to want to take that title from Jackson tonight.
![](https://i.imgur.com/ieLpRAz.png)
AWF Championship Match
Triple-Threat Match
Jackson Steele© vs. Ezriel vs. Bobby Barratt
DING! DING! The match kicks off, with Jackson still in his corner. Barrett immediately rushes him, attacking with hard forearms and kicks. Ezriel charges in, doing the same, turning into a two on one right from the start. Jackson is too tired to fight both men off, and gets pushed into the corner. Barrett stomps him down, and Ezriel copies, Jackson falling to his ass against the bottom turnbuckle, stomps raining down on him.
Hawke: Both me taking it to the champ! Not giving him a moment to move!
Ezriel pushes Barrett away, and drags Jackson out to the center of the ring. He orders Barrett to the top rope, to see how this good this high flyer is. Barrett gets to the top rope….but Ezriel runs at him, and dropkicks him off, down to the hard floor outside! Ezriel runs over to Jackson and covers him…
ONE…
TWO…
Kickout by Jackson! Too early, as the champ is still fighting. Ezriel gets up and stomps on Jackson some more. He whips off the ropes, but Barrett catches his ankle, tripping him up. Barrett slides back in and starts immediately stomping down on Ezriel.
Romano: Barrett getting his revenge now on Ezriel.
Barrett picks Ezriel from the mat, but receives a hard punch to the stomach. Ezriel grabs Barrett and whips him off the ropes, and follows up with a hard clothesline. He runs himself off the south ropes, and comes back with a hard knee drop to the head of Barrett. Ezriel runs to the ropes, vaults from the middle rope, and flies backwards for a big splash to Barrett….but Jackson is on his feet! He catches Ezriel crossbody, and hits his him a hard rib-breaker. He holds onto him still, and body slams Ezriel down hard onto Barrett!
Hawke: The champ is back in control!
Jackson quickly runs to the corner, and scales the turnbuckle. eXXXstacy cheers at him, and he blows a kiss to her, and many more to the crowd. In an unorthodox move from the champ, Jackson soars through the air and hits the two floored men with a huge senton bomb!
Romano: Jackson is pulling out all the stops!
He drags Ezriel off of Barrett, and hooks his leg for the pin.
ONE...
TWO...
Broken up by Barrett! Jackson gets to his feet, as does Barrett. Jackson kicks Barrett back, and jumps over Ezriel to follow him. He hits him across the chest with a bad chop….and another….and another! Jackson chops Barrett back to the ropes, and goes to clothesline him over the top....but Barrett ducks, and flips Jackson to the outside! But Jackson grabs the top rope, and manages to land on the apron!
Romano: Great flexibility from the champ.
Hawke: He can be very flexible, and hard to beat off.
Romano: ...what?
Barrett fore-arms Jackson, but he hangs on still. He hits him again, but still Jackson holds on. Behind them, Ezriel is on his feet; he whips off the opposite ropes and come at them, launching into a spear….but Barrett jumps out of the way, and Ezriel goes right through the ropes, spearing Jackson to the outside! Both men are down on the floor outside, lying flat beside each other. Barrett grabs the top rope, squats down...and jumps up, springing himself into a huge rotating shooting star press!
Hawke: Prodigal Press! To the outside! Holy shit!
Romano: All three men are downed outside the ring! The ref is counting…
One…
Two…
Three…
Barrett is first to move, slowly rolling off the other men, trying to use the apron to get up…
Four…
Five…
Six…
eXXXstacy is beside the downed men, screaming at Jackson to get up.
Seven..
Eight…
Nine….
Barrett slides into the ring, enough to break the count at least. He turns around and helps picks up Jackson, then immediately whips him into the steel stairs on the corner of the ring! Jackson hits them with enough force to fly over the top, almost colliding with eXXXstacy! She screams insults at Barrett, who shoots her the finger.
Romano: eXXXstacy is not happy with Bobby, she’s is saying some bad things...just be thankful at home that cameras can't pick it up!
Hawke: ...eXXXstacy just told Bobby to suck a donkey dick! Romano...oh sorry, did you say something?
Bobby walks to the stairs, but suddenly Ezriel catches him from behind, lifting him for a back suplex, but instead flapjacks him face first onto the same stairs! Barrett collides with a loud thud! The referee is counting them out again….
...FIVE…
SIX…
SEVEN…
Ezriel slides in and out of the ring, resetting the count again. He pulls Bobby up by the hair, and 270° whips him into the apron! Bobby connects ribs first, keeling over. Ezriel follows with with a double-under armed back suplex, bombing Barrett onto the hard surface! Ezriel slides into the ring, and turns around, standing by the ropes. He stands there, watching Bobby roll on the floor, and Jackson trying to get to his feet.
Romano: Ezriel playing it safe here, biding his time and saving his energy.
eXXXstacy helps Jackson to stand, who is visibly fatigued. He slides into the ring, but is greeted by stomps from Ezriel. He grabs Jackson by the ankle and pulls him to the center of the ring. Ezriel punches him hard into the forehead, right into the same spot he was shot earlier by a BANG! Fish Attractant spray can! Jackson drops down, practically knocked out. Ezriel puts his foot on Jackson’s chest, barely holding him down for the pin…
ONE….
TWO…..
THR-Broken again by Barrett! Bobby, unnoticed slid into the ring behind Ezriel and hit a neckbreaker on Ezriel to stop the count.
Hawke: This is bad, Jackson is not defending anymore! He looks like he’s dreaming!
Bobby gets to his feet, and tries to grab Ezriel, but from his knees, Ezriel starts punching Barrett to the lower abdomen. Barrett, hits Ezriel on his head, to take back control, and drags him to his feet. Barrett grabs Ezriel by the head, and runs up the ropes, and over Ezriel’s shoulder, landing a powerful slam on Ezriel!
Hawke: Prodigal Arrival! Barrett is pulling out all the stops, using his secret weapons here!
Ezriel is motionless on the mat, as Barrett gets to his feet. He tries to catch his breath, stumbling from his move….and right into Jackson, who rolls him up for a pin!
ON-Kickout immediately by Barrett. Bobby is getting to his feet, but Jackson leaps again from the mat, and locks in his submission around the head of Barrett!
Romano: Jackson coming alive now, locking in the Pearl Necklace!
Hawke: I would say he’s on his last legs, but Jackson hasn’t stood in about 5 minutes! He’s fighting from the floor!
Jackson locks in the maneuver, and manages to weaken Bobby, breaking him down to the mat. The referee pays close attention to Bobby, who is starting to go dark...the referee picks up his hand, and lets go…..it falls… the referee lifts the hand once more, and releases….it falls again…..
Romano: Things are NOT looking good for Bobby Barrett here!
Ezriel stirs as Jackson is within moments of retaining his title. The referee lifts the hand of Bobby once more, and releases….it falls, but Ezriel is also there, diving in with a double axehandle smash to Steele! Jackson loosens the hold, as Bobby slumps down fully to the mat!
Hawke: Maybe I’m wrong here, but I think Bobby’s hand fell there….Jackson should have gotten the win….
Romano: The referee doesn't think so, as the match is still going on!
Hawke: Bobby looks like he is unconscious in the ring!
Ezriel forces himself to his feet, as Jackson does the same across from Bobby. Jackson once more using the ropes to help him get to a standing position, eXXXstacy shouting on support from the outside. Ezriel is standing in the center ring, just still, breathing hard.
Romano: Ezriel is playing it safe this match, and it’s paying off. Out of the three men, he seems to be in the best state!
Ezriel crosses Barrett’s lifeless body, and hammer blows Jackson to the back of the head, driving him into the ropes. Ezriel hits another, as Jackson is turning around. He drives a hard elbow into the face of Jackson, who completely collapses over the top rope now, hanging there completely weakened, his legs dangling. Ezriel rounds him and gets to the turnbuckle; he grabs Jackson by the back and lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd.
Hawke: I think we all know what Ezriel is planning here! Mass Hysteria time!
Exhausted, Ezriel goes back to Bobby and drags him into position under Jackson. He scales the turnbuckle now, slowly trying to get up top. Jackson weakly tries to hit him off, his punches no longer holding any power. Ezriel is too tired to block, and receives a number of lighter hits to the face and chest. He elbows Jackson once more, and moves his climb to the top rope, getting into position. He pulls Jackson up, trying to get him into the right angle…
Romano: Ezriel is looking to end this match right here and right now.
Hawke: If he lands this on Bobby, then it's game over!
Ezriel, still forcing Jackson up, raises his arm into the air, getting some cheers from the fans. Even heels get cheers when they put on a show! He pulls Jackson between his legs, lifts him up and jumps forward…...BAM! MASS HYSTERIA! Ezriel with a huge sitout powerbomb from the top rope!!
Romano: OH MA LAWD!
Hawke: Ezriel just killed the champ! But look, Barrett rolled out of the way!!
Moving at the last minute, Bobby manages to avoid getting connected with that huge two-man ton of bricks. Ezriel notices this and rolls backwards to his feet...but Barrett has burst into action! He hops up from prone to standing, then launches at Ezriel at hits him with a loud code breaker!
Hawke: And Bobby now with the Iconbreaker!! Ezriel’s skull just make the worst sound ever!
Romano: I am all too familiar with that sound Joey….the sound of broken bone.
Ezriel rolls on the mat, blood now gushing from his face. It’s hard to determine which part is injured, or even broken, but he looks to be in agony. Barrett falls back to the mat, the quick burst of energy seemingly the last he had! The referee starts to count them all out….
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
FOUR…
Romano: This match could up with all three men lying on the mat!
Hawke: I hope not!
FIVE…
SIX…
SEVEN….
Bobby gets to his feet, as Ezriel tries to do the same. The count is stopped. Ezriel is now covered in blood, his face a mess of black white and red. He wipes his face, but seems to be blinded. Seeing this, Bobby crosses the ring, but Ezriel kicks out wildly, hitting Bobby right to the hip, dropping him down to one knee. He kicks again, but misses completely.
Hawke: Ezriel looks to be blinded by his own blood. Not a pretty sight.
Romano: Ba dum tshh.
Ezriel swings a couple more fists, but Bobby is dodging them, using Ezriel’s temporary loss of vision to his advantage. He sees and opening, and goes for it….downward spiral! Bobby hits Ezriel with a huge move, smashing his already injured face into the mat! Bobby goes for the cover….but breaks it. He breaks his own cover!
Romano: What the heck! Bobby could have won this right now!
Hawke: He’s got a crazy look in his eyes!
Still downed and knocked out pretty much, Bobby drags Ezriel over beside Jackson, and lines them up side by side. In one final burst of energy, Bobby runs to the corner and vaults to the top rope. He stands up…
Romano: No way, he wouldn't...
Hawke: He couldn’t...
Bobby Barrett jumps for a shooting star splash on both men at once - but wait!
Romano: Jackson got his knees up!
Hawke: Barrett just went face first into Jackson’s knee!
Barrett is knocked out cold, now on the mat beside Ezriel! Jackson is crawling. He struggles, but manages to drape his arm over the body of Ezriel. The referee is going for the count:
ONE…
TWO….
THREE! Jackson Steele wins and retains his AWF World Heavyweight Championship! The arena goes crazy! Pink and purple spotlights start flashing around the ring, as ‘Spyderpussy’ starts blasting.
Hawke: I cannot believe it! Jackson did it!
Romano: Despite all the odds, and fighting two matches back to back, Jackson Steele holds onto his belt!
Jessie Love gets on the microphone.
Jessie Love: Your winner, and STILL AWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…….’BIG POPPA SHOT’, JACKSON STEELE!!
Absolutely exhausted, Jackson slides out of the ring, to where eXXXstacy is waiting, the belt in her hand. She is cheering and shouting with happiness, as Jackson throws an arm around her for support. They leave immediately, scaling the ramp. They get to the top, turn around, and Jackson raises the belt over his head, his arm held up by eXXXstacy.
Hawke: Huge victory for Jackson Steele tonight, as he defeats not one, but two of the AWF’s biggest stars. This is one for the record books! Stay tuned as we have one more match to come….the Gold Wars match for the X*Crown Championship! We’ll be right back after this commercial break.
The fans cheer and applaud as "Ravenous" by X-Ray Dog plays. Felix Ziko steps out, bandaged and bruised from his earlier match with, who he describes as AWF's bully, T-Bone. He's actually even still in his wrestling gear. He has a microphone in hand and his expression is far from a happy one; he's displaying a grimace. He stops at the entrance.
Felix: Fans of both the XHF and the AWF alike, it is with mixed emotions that I'm here in front of you all right now.
The cheers begin to dwindle with confusion.
Felix: I love to be here and I love to provide you with entertainment, but I have some news with all of you tonight that was going to change things.
The cheers have nearly deafened at this point.
Felix: It is breaking my heart to say this, but at the end of the year... As of January 1st, 2018, the AWF will be no more.
Gasps are very audible. The crowd immediately transition to boos. Felix tries to shake off the tears.
Felix: I hate with every ounce of my soul that I'm saying this to you. Believe me when I say this: We tried everything we could to avoid doing this. Spector and I ran through the numbers every which way we could, but there's no avoiding it. Based on overhead costs, a lack of funding by our former CFO Terry Bradshaw and because we're a new business, we weren't projected to do well anyway. They say that fifty-percent of all new businesses fail within five-years. Well, it's destined for us to end.
The crowd begins to boo. Not at Felix, but because Felix spoke of the end of the AWF.
Felix: The Ascension Wrestling Federation is my lifeblood and I promise you, this news hurts me a lot more than it hurts you. So for all of you out there, I express my most heart-felt apologies. But thank you - THANK YOU for everything.
"Ravenous" by X-Ray Dog hits. Felix turns around and drags his feet to the back.
Jessie Love: Ladies and gentlemen: It is now time for the main event for the evening, the Gold Wars match to decide the X*Crown Championship! First...
The sounds of Imagine Dragons "Believer" begin to play overhead and the lights in the venue dim.
As the first verse ends black spiders fill the screen until it is completely covered in black, then one spider leaps towards the screen and leaves bite holes in the screen and at the spider bits the screen blue flaming pyros shoot from the stage. As the Chorus hits the Pyros die down and Venom comes from behind them walking down the ramp wearing a full body hooded trench so the hood covers his face. Slowly he drops down to one knee in the middle of the ramp and spreads his arms.
Jessie Love: On his way to the ring - representing GXW - from Atlanta, Georgia and weighing in at 219 pounds - Venom!
Venom gets up to his feet and begins walking towards the ring and stops in front of the ring and looks from left to right with his hood still on and then enters the ring. Venom rolls into the center of the ring and pulls off his hood and drops to one knee again and points to the sky. Venom gets back up and takes off his trench and his T-Shirt as the song fades out.
Romano: The Venominal One!
Hawke: Did you come up with that?
*"Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse
Across the valley along the river where the hot blood flows.
Over the lakes and over the hills I follow the call of the wind uphold the legend and for my princess I will fight and win"
"Lord of the Thunder" by Rhapsody hits the speakers as Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain. He's wearing a suit and has a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder.
"Holy flame burn again for eternity burn my heart to win.
The holy war is awaiting another fiery king"
Jessie Love: Next: representing AWF, from Asbury Park, New Jersey weighing in at 260 pounds - Curtis Kanyon!
Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs an "AWF 4 Life" sign from a fan and shows it to the camera!
"Lord of the thunder please be my guide
before and after my last ride
I'll be your soldier serving the light
riding forever alive and proud"
Curtis then climbs into the ring and goes to the turnbuckles. He climbs a turnbuckle and pounds his chest. He points to the crowd with his hammer, then hoists it straight up into the air and yells "BANG!" He jumps down and looks ready for action!*
Hawke: The AWF’s unnoficial CFO!
Romano: Bring us some gold!
**The lights turn down.... As a ridiculous amount of fog creeps into the arena. As the music of pat benatar fills the ears of the hearing enabled in the arena. Invincible is what Harold campbell believes himself to be.... 20 seconds in and he finally emerges from the fog with his shopping cart of x* crown championships.
"This bloody road remains a mystery
This sudden darkness fills the air
What are we waiting for?
Won't anybody help us?
What are we waiting for?"
The fans are screaming and crying, except no one is sure if that's a good thing, as he pushes his championships down to the ring. Stopping and posing for a few moments. Soaking in the energy and making the fans hearts melt with excitement. He checks his wrist making sure his body is limber and the arthritis isn't bothering him at all.
Jessie Love: Next - from Joliet, Illinois - weighing in at 265 pounds - representing himself - Hardcore Harold Campbell!
"This shattered dream you cannot justify
We're gonna scream until we're satisfied
What are we running for?
We've got the right to be angry
What are we running for?
When there's no where we can run to anymore
Harold parks his cart at ringside and begins fighting through the fog, throwing punches to help brush it aside as he gets on the apron. Just before he gets in the ring...
"We can't afford to be innocent
Stand up and face the enemy
It's a do or die situation
We will be invincible
And with the power of conviction
There is no sacrifice
It's a do or die situation
We will be invincible
Won't anybody help us?
What are we running for?
When there's no where, no where we can run to anymore"
A big smirk comes across his face when the chorus is repeated. This man has been anything but innocent over the years. The grin on his face is disturbing, it would send shivers down your mother's spine. He enters the ring as the rest of the song plays out. Playing to the crowd and retreating to the corner singing the song.
Hawke: And her comes the former X*Crown Champion!
Romano: He’s got a lot to prove tonight!
Wasted Years by Iron Maiden plays into the venue as emissions from a smoke machine cover the entrance curtain. A monitor set up next to it shows the words þe olde boarg scrolling horizontally in front of a looped graphical simulation of Thob suiting up her armour Iron-Man style. Soon Slain bursts out into sight holding Thob high above his head. She is tilted right then left to survey her environment before she is taken to the ring and placed under the bottom rope onto the mat. Slain slides in after her and remains horizontal to deliver his pep talk before giving her a pat on the cheek. He then rolls outside and shouts encouragement.
Jessie Love: And lastly: representing the AWF - from The Inexecrable Bloodlands of Time Immemorial - she is the X*Crown Champion - Thob!
Hawke: And here she comes, the pig that runs the pen!
Romano: That...that was terrible.
![](https://i.imgur.com/re2fAfG.png)
No Disqualification, only pinfalls or submissions are scored. To win you must get the most falls out of 18; each fall representing a title in the X*Crown
Thob (AWF) vs Venom (GXW) vs Hardcore Harry (Independent) vs Curtis Kanyon (AWF)
The bell rings and we have one contestant on each of the four corners. Sizing each other up. On the first corner is the current X*Crown Champion, Thob. She is, of course, accompanied by her attendant and manager, Slain. On the adjacent corner is the most recent X*Crown Champion, Hardcore Harry. He is steaming mad and is looking for revenge. This is his utilization of the rematch clause. On the corner across from Thob is GXW's champion in the match, Venom. He does not hold gold there, but is the representative. Venom has held the X*Crown Championship in the past. In fact, he defeated Hardcore Harry among others in his conquest for the championship in April of 2005, holding it for two months before losing it to Cosmo, who is no longer with the company, although he still does have a hot mom. Last but not least, we have Curtis Kanyon, who does not care as much about Cosmo's hot mom as he does about pleasing the God of Thunder Thor Odinson. He is the most recent entry in the match as he fought for well over an hour in an elimination tag match to win his chance to get here. In fact, he had no help. Especially since his tag partner, Copycat, was eliminated within a minute. My God, I hate that son of a bitch. I hope he gets the death penalty, and so do you.
Romano: I feel like so much has happened so far and yet, nothing has happened.
Hawke: That's the power of background information!
Hardcore Harry and Venom are the first to approach one another. Seeing as they have the most recent beef with one another, they stare each other down, then they both turn to look at Slain, and by proxy, Thob. Slain begins to reach down for Thob when Curtis darts between Harry and Venom and hits Slain with a BANG! Slain goes down hard and the force sends him rolling out of the ring. Curtis stands and all three men are now standing around Thob. Curtis keeps looking at both the other men and slowly pushes Thob onto her back with his foot. He then falls into a cover on Thob:
...One!
Venom pushes him off and covers Thob:
...One!
Harry tanks Venom off and covers Thob:
...One! Curtis pushes Harry off and covers Venom jumps on Thob's back, and Harry on top of him. Thob squeals at the bottom of the pig pile, but the ref refuses a count for all three men at once.
Romano: What a start! Slain's already down and out, but there's too many other competitors to capitalize on the undefended Thob!
Hawke: Thob's luck is still going strong!
All three men get up to their feet and stare at each other again. Venom is first to strike with a forearm to Harry, then one to Curtis. Harry then hits Venom with a throat thrust. Curtis hits Harry with a jab, Venom kicks Curtis in the chest. Curtis jabs at Venom. Harry steps over Thob and hits Curtis with a big boot, knocking him to the ground. Venom hits a Pele Kick that rocks Harold back and he trips over Thob! With his feet up in the air, Venom jumps on top of Harry’s legs and folds him in half.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the first fall: Venom!
Hawke: Whoa! Just like that, Venom is on the board!
Romano: Damnit! I don’t want that dirty GXW representative to be in the lead!
Venom raises his arms in the air as Harold stands up in shock! He looks pretty damn pissed. He charges at Venom with a clothesline, but Venom ducks. Harold stops short and then swings his other arm back at Venom’s direction as he is getting up and gets clocked in the back of the head. Harold then sees Thob just standing there minding her business and quickly dives at her, pushing her over into a cover. One, Two—Slain makes the save! Slain starts rapid punching Harry in the back of the head.
Harry pushes himself up off the mat as Slain stays on his back, holding on with one arm and punching with the other. Harold grabs Slain and thrown him over with a snapmare. Slain rolls to his feet and turns around just to get two hands on his neck. Harold lifts him up for a two handed chokeslam and brings Slain's back across his knee. As Harold gets back to a vertical base, Curtis clubs him in the back with a double axe handle. Harry turns around and Curtis gives him a vicious headbutt. Both men stagger backward. Venom charges in and hits Harry with a Yakuza Kick. Then quickly hits Curtis with a Dropsault. This whole time, Thob has been stuck on her back and Venom lands on top!
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the second fall: Venom!
Hawke: Holy crap!
Romano: I think Slain is used to being the fastest man in the ring, and one on one.
Hawke: Venom starts strong and is very much in the lead!
Curtis looks enraged that he was stunned long enough to let that pinball happen, so when Venom gets to his feet, Kanyon attacks with a chop block to the right leg. Venom goes down holding the knee and Curtis stomps on the leg. Harold shakes the cob webs loose and realizes what's going on, so he shouts at Curtis to move. Harold grabs Venom's right ankle with both hands and lifts it into the air. With Venom upside-down, Curtis starts kicking Venom's exposed leg over and over. Then Harold lifts Venom higher and slams the knee into the mat.
Hawke: Oh my, the two brutes have gotten together to slow Venom down!
Romano: That makes sense, take out the man in the lead.
Venom rolls to the ropes trying to get away. Slain is back up and runs, sliding into Venom's back with a baseball slide, sending him out of the ring. Slain gets to his feet and Curtis and Harold charge at him with a double clothesline, but Slain rolls under the arms. Slain grabs Thob as he gets to his feet. Curtis and Harold turn around and Slain tosses Thob and she hits both men with a cross body. They go down and Slain picks up Thob by the armor and slams her into Chris's chest. He pushes on top. One, two, shoulder up! Slain tanks Thob up and brings her crashing down on Harold's chest.
...One!
...Two!
...Th-Shoulder is up!
Hawke: Slain trying to play catch up!
Romano: You mean Thob.
Slain picks up Thob and lifts her overhead, but didn't notice Venom climb the turnbuckles. Venom jumps off with a missle dropkick. Slain falls to the mat and Thob falls on top, squashing him. Venom holds his leg and gets up. Curtis was getting to his feet and Venom grabs him and lifts for a body slam. He throws Curtis into reverse DDT position, dropping for V-nominal Variation 1. He covers, One, two, break up by Harold. Harry clubs Venom in the back of the head a few more times. He pulls Venom off the mat by gutwrench and lifts him for a powerbomb. At the zenith, Venom hits a few pushes to Harry's head, then flips backward for a hurricanrana. But Harold used his strength to hold Venom upside down, then re-lifts him up and powerbomb him. Harold holds on for a pin. One, two, Venom pushes Harold's head down and flips him into a pin! One, two, kick out! Harry gets up hunched over, but Venom is already on his feet and leaps onto the back of Harry's head and delivers a Tribute (rocker dropper)! But he did it with the bad leg and gets up limping, and turns right into a BANG! Kanyon covers:
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the third fall: Curtis Kanyon!
Romano: And Kanyon gets on the board!
Hawke: This action is chaotic.
Venom rolls over to the ropes holding his ribs. Curtis pulls Harry to his feet and hooks him for a Suplex. He goes to lift, but Harold blocks. He hits a few kidney punches and Curtis let's go. Harold hits Curtis with a punch. Curtis hits him back with a chop. Then, they're both distracted by a whistle. They turn to see Slain with Thob in arms. Slain throws Thob at Harold. Harold catches her and Curtis punches Slain. Harold then throws Thob at Curtis. Curtis grabs her and Slain punches Harold. Curtis throws Thob at Slain. Slain catches her and Hard punches Curtis. Slain throws Thob at Harold again, and as he does, Curtis levels Slain with a haymaker. Before Harold can toss Thob again, Curtis shoves Thob and Harold, the with a few feet of space, charges in with a BANG! To Harold! As he gets up, Slain comes running from behind and hits the Slayer! Meanwhile, Thob is still on yop of Harry!
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the fourth fall: Thob!
Romano: And our champion is on the board!
Hawke: Harold is the odd man out at the moment.
Slain rolls Curtis over and then picks up Thob. He lays Thob on top of Curtis. One, two, Venom breaks the count. Slain hits Venom with a kick to the shoulder. He then grabs Venom and sets him up for a suplex. He lifts Venom, and Venom floats over Slain’s shoulder and lands behind Slain, grabs his arms from behind and hits an Xed Out! Venom then grabs Thob in a headlock and rolls her onto her back. One, two, Harold makes the save! Venom looks frustrated and gets to his feet and turns delivering a kick to Harry’s hamstring. Then another to the other leg. He goes for a third and Harold catches it. Unfortunately, it’s that right leg, and Harry brings an elbow down onto that knee cap. Venom bends over in pain and Harold clubs him across the back. He then grabs Venom from behind, lifts him into the air, and turns him upside down, spiking him with the Homewrecker! Harold holds on for the pin.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the fifth fall: Harold Campbell!
Hawke: Harold gets a win! No shut outs for him!
Romano: Everyone is in still in the hunt.
Curtis is slow to get to his feet, and Harold pushes Venom away and grabs Curtis, lifting him in the air and delivering a gorilla press slam. Venom uses the ropes to help himself up and Harold grabs Curtis and throws him into Venom, causing both men to tumble outside through the middle ropes. Behind Harry, Thob comes rolling, tripping Harold again! Slain rolled the pig into him. Slain then hits a quick leg drop. Slain grabs Thob and stalks Harry. Harry gets to his feet and Slain swings Thob, but Harry ducks. Slain swings again, but Harold grabs Thob and easily wins a tug of war to yank her away. Harry swing Thob at Slain, but he ducks. Harry turns around and Slain spin kicks Thob making her bounce off of Harry’s face with a Man Terminator! Slain lays on top of Thob on top of Harry.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the sixth fall: Thob!
Romano: Thob has caught up to Venom with two falls each, and Curtis and Harold only have one!
Hawke: That Man Terminator had to hurt!
Curtis slides into the ring with a chair. He cracks it across the back of Slain. Slain rolls over holding his back in pain. Curtis then jabs the chair downward into the ribs of Harry. Curtis then sees Thob and raises the chair, but hesitates. Venom is getting up on the apron. He leaps up to springboard, but Curtis sees him and jabs the chair into his leg! Venom falls backward out of the ring. Slain is on all fours and Curtis cracks him in the back again. And then again. Curtis pushes Slain out of the ring and throws the chair to the ground. Harry is on all fours and Curtis grabs him and positions Harry’s head between his legs right over the chair. He lifts Harry up and delivers a sitout piledriver on the chair. He covers Harry staring Thob in the face as she snorts.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the seventh fall: Curtis Kanyon!
Hawke: Curtis showing his vicious side.
Romano: Oh, he is not done!
Curtis then leaps off of Harry and onto Thob, rolls Thob over and covers.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the eighth fall: Curtis Kanyon!
Hawke: And just like that, Kanyon takes the lead!
Romano: Oh man, we can’t have the unofficial AWF CFO as the champion, can we! I’m still rooting for Thob!
Curtis gets up and see’s the still motion-less Harold and jumps back on top of him. One, Two, Yoink! Venom pulls the referee out of the ring! The ref yells at him. Venom waives the man off and Curtis goes over to the ropes to also yell at Venom. Venom pulls Curtis out of the ring and then hits him with a forearm. Curtis hits Venom back. They trade fists back and forth, while in the ring Thob rolls to her feet and saunters over to Harold, sniffing around his face. She snorts and gets some pig mucus on Harold, which is alarming enough to wake him up. A groggy Harold rolls over on top of Thob’s back, almost trying to use Thob as a means to push himself up, but being so much bigger, ends up pushing Thob downward onto her belly. His support out from under him, Harry falls on Thob’s back, making her squeal. Harry is reaching around and grabs a rear leg of Thob. He still looks groggy as he pulls on the leg, not sure what’s going on. But the ref has slid back in the ring and seeing what’s happening. He looks befuddled, but the normally docile Thob is squealing and flailing her front legs. The ref shrugs and calls for the bell, signaling a tap out!
Jessie Love: Winner of the ninth fall: Harold Campbell!
Hawke: Harold just made the champ tap out!
Romano: Um… did he?
Harold sits up and shakes his head. Venom and Curtis stop hitting when they hear the announcement of the ninth fall. They turn their attention to the ring. They both charge, but then Venom takes a step back. Curtis climbs onto the apron and Venom yanks at his ankle, making Curtis’s head smack into the apron. Venom then slides in and stomps on Harold. Thob squirms away from the two and gets near a returning Slain. Venom lifts Harold up and put shim between his legs. He lifts Harry upside-down and then gets his legs in front of Harry’s arms and falls forward with the Casualty to Society! He rolls over and pins. One, two, Thob breaks the count! How so? Slain threw her into Venom’s face. Thob bounces off Venom and lands on Harry. One, two, Venom shoves Thob off Harold. Slain jumps over Thob and hits a shining wizard to Venom! Outside the ring, Curtis pulls a table out from under the ring and sets it up next to the apron. He then pulls another table out from under the ring and slides it into the ring. Slain is on top of Venom throwing punches. Harry once again uses Thob as a tool to help himself up. Thob squeals, but Slain sees it happening and turns to hit Harry with a forearm, getting him off the pig.
Romano: Slain’s been off his game so far, but it looks like he’s finally getting his groove! About damn time!
Hawke: Can he keep it up?
Curtis leans the table he brought in into the corner. Slain is now raining punches on Harry, then as Venom sits up, Slain gives him a soccer ball kick to the back. Curtis comes from behind and forearms Slain in the back. Curtis spins Slain around and picks him up by the waist over his shoulder. Curtis turns around and starts to run toward the table. Slain rains fists onto Curtis’s face and causes him to stumble into a stop. Slain then hits Curtis with some knees to the chest. Curtis drops Slain and takes a few steps back. Slain hits a jumping knee to the face. Venom is back up and runs to the ropes, then springboards with a moonsault off the ropes, grabs Curtis by the head, and hits the V-Nominal Variation 2! Slain grabs Thob and as Venom gets up, Thob is smacked into his face! Harry is barely back on all fours and Thob comes down across his back. Then Slain runs to the ropes and does a springboard moonsault of his own with Thob in hand and comes crashing down Thob-first onto the chest of Curtis! Venom comes running toward Thob but Slain catches him with a hurricanrana pin! Slain’s pin does nothing as he’s not officially in the match, but Thob is still on top of Curtis!
...One!
...Two! Venom kicks out of Slain's pin-three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the tenth fall: Thob!
Romano: Thob takes the lead! Thob takes the lead!
Hawke: These men are brutalizing each other!
Harold uses the turnbuckles to climb to his feet. He does not look happy. Harold reaches into his tights and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles. Slain stands up and Harold hits him right in the chest with Power of the Heart Punch. Slain goes down hard coughing and holding his chest. Venom is getting gup from the mat and Harold meets him with a Heart Punch as well! Harold pushes Thob to the side and pulls Curtis off the mat and gives him a Heart Punch with the brass knuckles too! All three other men are now down holding their chests in pain. Harold can’t figure out who to pin when he realizes Thob is the only competitor standing. Harold gets down on his knees in front of the pig and sneers in her face. Then, to the shock of everyone in attendance, he hits her in the face with the brass knuckles! Thob slumps down to her side and Harold pushes her all the way onto her back for a pin.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the eleventh fall: Harold Campbell
Hawke: That Harold is the most despicable person I’ve ever seen! There was no reason to do that to poor Thob!
Romano: WWWWWWHHHHHHHYYYYYYY!?!?!?!?
Harold has a huge smile on his face as he gets off of the knocked out Thob. Slain is up just enough to see what’s happened to his precious pig boss, and his adrenaline starts pumping. He jumps to his feet and Harold turns into a superkick. Harold goes down and Slain checks on Thob, shaking her. He peels her armor off and starts to attempt to perform CPR. Push push push, breathe breathe. Push push push, breathe breathe. Slain pushes Thob to the apron and then rolls out of the ring and picks her up and takes her over to the ringside doctor. He shrugs as he’s not a veterinarian. Back in the ring, Curtis and Venom are back up and Curtis kicks Venom in the gut. Then he pulls Venom in and double underhooks the arms, but Venom won’t let his arms be locked in place, and then back body drops Curtis. He turns around and Harold hits Venom with a running big boot. Curtis is back up and grabs Harry from behind with a full nelson. Harold shakes his arms and hip checks Curtis, getting out of it. Venom charges at Harry and jumps up for a hurricanrana, but Harry uses Venom’s momentum and pushes him up into the air. Curtis catches Venom and hits a powerbomb! Harry turns around and Curtis jumps over Venom and charges in with a BANG! But not just any BANG!, a BANG! into the table!
Romano: What a maneuver!
Hawke: Oh no, look out!
Curtis pulls Harry out of the debris and covers. One, two, Venom has the chair from earlier and jumps into the air, delivering a leg drop on top of the chair on top of Curtis to break the pin! Venom opens the chair and places it around Curtis’s neck. He then pulls back on the chair with one arm and hooks one of Curtis’s arms with his free arm, locking in a vicious variation on the Matsuzaka Lock! Curtis screams in pain and punches the downed Harry with his free arm, trying to awaken him. Venom wrenches back even harder and Curtis has no choice but to tap!
Jessie Love: Winner of the twelfth fall: Venom!
Romano: And Venom ties it up, three falls a piece!
Hawke: That was torture, just watching it!
Romano: And now it’s all tied up at three each, it’s an even playing field again!
Venom lets go and stomps on Curtis’s back. Outside, Slain is yelling at the doctors. Venom sees Thob and Slain outside so he slides out and hits Slain from behind with a forearm. He pulls the naked Thob away from the doctor and rolls her into the ring before following. Slain grabs the whistle around the docs neck and starts blowing into it. The doc is looking at Slain a little weird and is trying to push him off, but Slain keeps going and starts waiving to the back for someone to come out. Venom looks perplexed at Slain as he holds Thob in his arms. We here a loud recurring “BEEP!” A farming truck comes out from the entryway and backs up toward the ring, full of bails of hey in its bed. It stops next to the ring and Slain opens the back door. Dozens of pigs come running out!
Hawke: Slain brought Thob’s family!
Romano: What the heck!
The pigs run into Venom, tripping him and dropping Thob! He pushes pigs left and right off of him. Curtis and Harold are trying to get back up, but the pigs seem to be knocking them over as well! Harold grabs at a pig and covers it. The ref waves it off as he’s not sure if it’s Thob or not. Curtis grabs at a pig and tries to do the same. The ref refuses that count as well, still unsure which one is Thob. Venom tries to get up, but they just keep knocking him down. He finally gets to his knees and Slain dives with a dropkick, but with an armored Thob between his feet and Venom’s face! He puts Thob on top of Venom and sits on top of Thob:
...One!
Harry and Curtis see what’s happening.
...Two!
They try to run over, but there’s just so many pigs. They trip!
Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the thirteenth fall: Thob!
There are just so many pigs! Curtis and Harold push a few of them out of the ring, but before they can stand, another one knocks them down! It's so many piggies even Slain is having a hard time moving around. Venom doesn't even try to get up. Instead, his hand raises above the pigs and waves for something. The lights go out. A spotlight shines at the entryway. Gold confetti reigns down from the ceiling. We hear a loud roar.
Hawke: What is this, what is going on?
Romano: It can't be? It's got to be! It is!
Goldear II comes charging out of the entryway! He's running on all fours as the spot light tries to follow! The regular house lights finally go back on and Goldbear II lunges into the ring and lets out a mighty roar! All the pigs start freaking out and scrambling around! Goldbear II swats at one and sends it flying out of the ring and into the crowd. Goldbear II grabs another with his mouth and shakes it violently! Many of the other pigs run back into the farming truck and are squealing with fear. Thob is trying to run away with them, but Slain is holding her back. Goldbear II slashes a few more pigs as Curtis and Harold are now sitting in a corner, trying to keep out of Goldbear II's reach. Venom gets to his feet as Goldbear II lets out another mighty roar! Venom pulls a piece of bacon out of his trunks and throws it to Goldbear II, so he eats it. Venom kicks Slain in the gut and Irish whips him toward Goldbear II. Slain throws Thob away from himself to save her. Goldbear II swats Slain down to the mat and puts his paws on Slain's chest. Slain is shrieking in terror. Venom smirks and grabs Thob. He rolls her over and looks directly at Curtis and Harry and covers Thob. Curtis and Harold move toward Venom, but Goldbear II roars in their direction.
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of fall fourteen: Venom!
Hawke: Goldbear II makes a huge difference!
Romano: Venom has this in the bag now!
Venom gets up and pushes Thob around, playing with her as Slain is still held under the might of Goldbear II. Curtis and Harold look at each other, then at Goldbear II. Harold grips his brass knuckles tight and Curtis readies himself. Venom laughs as he rolls Thob around and then lays her on her back again. But he's moved Thob close to Goldbear II and the bear sniffs at Thob and snaps at her, Slain begging for the bear not to eat her. But that moment of distraction was all that Curtis and Harold needed as Curtis grabs the chair that was in the ring and swings it into Goldbear II's back. Goldbear II turns around right into a brass knuckle punch to the face from Harold. The bear lumbers backward and Curtis smacks Goldbear with a chair again. Then Harold hits him in the chest with the brass knuckles! Goldbear II leans against the ropes in front of the farmer truck. Slain runs up and dropkicks the bear in the face and he falls out of the ring into the bed of the truck with the pigs! Goldbear II roars and starts biting at all the pigs in the truck. Slain whistles and the truck starts up and drives off. Slain turns around and Curtis hits him with the chair! He falls to the floor and rolls out of the ring. Harold kicks Venom off of Thob.
Romano: They narrowly escaped that disaster! Venom must be pissed though.
Hawke: Goldbear II is not to be fucked with.
Venom gets up and kicks at Harold. Curtis comes in and jabs the chair into Venom's ribs. Venom goes tumbling into the corner and Harold positions Venom into a sitting position on the top rope. Curtis says something to Harry and they grab Thob and place her on Venom's lap. Harry and Curtis climb up and then Curtis stops as if he's remembered something. He goes down as Harold locks Venom into a superplex position with Thob in the other arm. Curtis then hits Harold in the back with the chair! Harold lets go of Venom and Curtis pushes Harold over the top rope to the outside. Curtis then jabs Venom in the gut again and climbs up to hook Venom into a superplex position and grabs Thob with his free arm. Curtis lifts Venom up in the air and Curtis falls back with a superplex, with Thob landing on top of Venom's chest! Curtis rolls over and pushes Thob out of the way:
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the fifteenth fall: Curtis Kanyon!
Harold pulls himself up to his feet on the outside and rolls back into the ring. Slain is up on the apron. Harold rolls into the ring and Slain jumps up onto the rope for a springboard. Harold is up and Slain goes toward him for a dropkick, but Harold catches him and hits a massive powerbomb! Harold then stomps on Venom and gives Thob a quick kick. Curtis is sitting in the corner and pulls himself up. He charges at Harold for a BANG!, but Harold kicks him in the shoulder, Curtis shoots up and then delivers a clothesline. He grabs Venom and then hits The Resolution. Harold then picks up Thob and chucks her at Slain, making her land on his back. Curtis is back up and hits Harold with a low blow! Harold goes down gasping for air. Curtis then grabs Venom and lifts him upside down, then hits Venom's own Casualty to Society! He rolls him over:
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the sixteenth fall: Curtis Kanyon!
Hawke: We are getting down to the wire here!
Romano: This is getting intense!
Curtis gets up off of Venom and Harold hits a low blow on him! Harold then gets up and hits the Homewrecker on Curtis!
...One!
...Two!
...Three!
Jessie Love: Winner of the Seventeenth fall: Harold Campbell!
Romano: And just like that, Harold is back in the race!
Hawke: Oh my goodness! At the moment, if Curtis Kanyon gets one more fall, he wins, anyone else gets the next win, and they go to sudden death with him!
Harold gets up and moves over to Venom, who hasn't moved, and covers him! One, two, Slain makes the save! Slain pounds on Harold's back as Harold slowly gets to his feet. Slain hits more punches and kicks. Harold looks like he's too tired to care, and reels back and punches Slain. Slain stumbled backward and Harold goes for a big boot, but Slain side steps it and and sweeps the other leg. Slain then grabs Thob and slams her onto Harry. One, two, Venom pushes Thob off! Slain looks angry and kicks Venom in the ribs. He pulls Venom off the floor and hooks him for a suplex, then lifts and falls forward with an awkward looking "Suplex." He puts Thob on top of Venom, One, two, Curtis makes the save! Slain gets even more aggravated and kicks him in the ribs. Then pulls Curtis up and whips him into the corner. Slain then grabs Thob and charges at Curtis, Curtis dodges and Slain hits the turnbuckle, with Thob between his chest and the top one. He staggers out of the corner and Curtis lifts Slain and Thob up onto his shoulders and hits a Death Valley Driver! He jumps on top of Thob:
...One!
...Two!
...Th-Harold breaks the pin!
Hawke: These guys are going all out!
Romano: The suspense!
Harold pulls Curtis off of the pig before getting to his feet. Curtis gets to his knees. They punch each other back and forth while still on their knees. Venom jumps in with a double dropkick to both men. He lands on Harold. One, two, kickout. Venom rolls onto Curtis. One, two, kickout. All four men are on the ground, slowly stirring. Slain uses Thob to help himself up. The other three men are using ropes to pull themselves to their feet. Slain charges at Harold, while Venom charges at Curtis. Slain throws Thob at Harold, Harry catches her. Harry swings Thob at Slain, but he ducks and zooms behind Harold and bounces off the ropes. Before Harold can turn around, Slain jumps up, grabs Harold by the neck, and hits the Slayer, bounces Harold's face off Thob's armor! Meanwhile, Venom hits Curtis with a forearm. Venom pulls Curtis up onto his shoulders, then goes for a V-nominal Variation 3, but Curtis lands on his feet! Venom turns and Curtis grabs him around the neck and hits a Kanyon Cutter! Venom pops up to his feet and Curtis puts him on his shoulders and throws Venom over the top rope with a death valley driver through the table he set up so long ago! Curtis turns and Slain throws Thob at him, Curtis catches Thob and Slain goes for the Man Terminator, but Curtis ducks! Curtis throws Thob back at Slain, as he catches her, Curtis hits the BANG! Curtis covers Slain and Thob:
...One!
...Two!
...THREE!
Jessie Love: Winner of the eighteenth fall and your new X*Crown Champion: Curtis Kanyon!