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Harris: I am Paige Harris here with Lucas Quinton. Lucas, you, John Irons, and Asp have shared a lot of heated words over this last week or two, do you think that they will transfer into the ring tonight?
Lucas Quinton: Well hello, little dolly. Well basically, talking skills and ring skills are entirely two different things.
Paige Harris: What about your first match at Insomnia? Do you think your second match, tonight, will fair any better?
Lucas Quinton: That is a silly question, little dolly. You know, I know, and everyone else knows the answer to this question. Tonight, tonight is when I destroy The Motor City Marine, the IronMan, the blah and blah and blah, John Irons can call himself anything he wants, he may be the biggest bloke in the wrestling biz, but he sure doesn’t have the brains to match his strength. He slanders me and calls me a pedophile and all that jazz, I was a little shocked by that, because he knows and I know that he has nothing left to say about me. He sits there after his matches thinks about how he could do things better, he goes home and tries to think out a way to outwit his rivals. It is really what this game is all about, little dolly. It is a game of wits, a game of the minds, and if he has to restort to call me a pedophile, so be it. I know he has nothing else, he is on his last breathes, he can’t go on any longer. It will be his last hurrah tonight. And that isn’t just a promise, it’s just how it goes. At the end of the day it is the hunter that becomes the prey. Can you handle that John? When you are on that canvas and the three count goes by, can you tell who the victor is? Me of course. Now that is what I call Perfection.
Lucas moves Paiges hair away from her face, he smiles.
Lucas Quinton: Have a spectacular day, my little dolly.
Fade
Stormy: The following match is your opening contest here tonight at Burning Point!!! Introducing first, from Des Moines, Iowa, weighing in at 375 pounds…John Henry Irons!!!
The entire arena goes dark. There is a faint light coming from the Tron, however the only thing on screen is a haze of black, red and gold smoke. Lightning hits the Tron and all four ringposts as "Ironman" By Black Sababth plays. John Irons is seen walking out to the rampway entrance, wearing a black leather jacket, a white tank top, and his Oakleys with his usual blue jeans and boots. He stands there for a moment as there is a loud explosion behind him. Gold sparks begin to rain down the entry way as John begins his decent to the ring. As John gets to the ring he hops up and over the top rope with ease and makes his way to a turnbuckle where he raises a fist into the air for a moment before slowly bringing both arms out in front of him flexing. He stays in the position for a moment before he takes off his jacket and Oakleys and, nodding his head. He then looks towards the AWA Globaltron, awaiting for the arrival of his opponents, with a fierce intensity in his eyes.
Tex: That is NOT a happy camper right there after what went down last week. He’s been calling out our General Manager all week long, blaming him for the loss of the International Championship.
Duff: As he should! Jay Gold had no business restarting that match!
Tex: As much as you don’t like it Duff, Jay Gold is our General Manager and he has the authority.
Duff: Not in my book!
Irons’ music fades out as we hear a loud hissing sound. From out of the back Asp comes and he just simply walks down the ramp, showing his tongue and hissing like a snake the whole way down to the ring. Some swampy sounds are heard over the P.A. as Asp slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope. He doesn’t even get the chance to be introduced by Stormy as “Breakdown” by Tantric immediately starts to play.
Stormy: And finally coming to the ring, from London, England, weighing in at 220 pounds…Lucaaas Quintoooon!!!
Flashbulbs go off around Wembley Stadium as the hometown boy Lucas Quinton comes from out of the back. He gets cheered like crazy as he makes his way to the ring with purpose. He slides in under the bottom rope and raises his arms above his head. His entrance is cut off however as Irons comes up from behind Lucas and cuts him down to the knees. Asp backs off a bit, but he loves what he sees as Irons immediately begins to pound Lucas harder and harder.
The referee comes in now to break it up, but Irons menacingly looks at Referee Simon Jones. Simon backs off and Irons immediately goes back to where he left off. Only now Asp has interjected, coming close to behind Irons. He waits for a second for Irons to turn around and once Irons does, Asp locks him into the Squeeze!
Tex: Asp taking advantage of Irons trying to take advantage of Lucas!
Duff: If Asp wins this match, I think I’m going to throw up.
Tex: Too much information Duff. Way too much.
Irons does his best to fight out of the submission hold being applied to him. Luckily he’s the bigger man and he’s able to break out of it after a short bit. But by the time he does, Lucas Quinton is back up. Lucas runs at his two opponents. Asp is able to sidestep Lucas, however Irons is not. Lucas spears Irons right into the far corner. Asp licks his chops as he comes from behind Lucas and rolls him down into a schoolboy pin.
Referee Simon Jones: ONE…TWO…
Luckily for the home crowd, Lucas is able to kick out. Irons looks a bit dazed but he goes after the other two regardless. Asp however intercepts the Motor City Marine and executes a leg sweep, taking the big man off his feet. Asp now turns to Lucas Quinton and the two of them begin to exchange punches, Asp getting a bit of the upperhand…that is until Lucas nails Asp with a quick sudden spinning heel kick. The kick puts Asp down to the mat and Lucas goes for the cover.
Referee Simon Jones: ONE…TWO…
Asp kicks out but Irons takes advantage as he crawls over and boots Asp right in the head. Irons and Quinton both get up and start getting into a shoving match as the crowd starts to cheer Lucas on for going up against the bigger, more powerful Irons.
Duff: This isn’t smart from Quinton!
Tex: He’s probably working on pure adrenaline. Anybody would, especially in front of their home crowd! I know I would!
Duff: You would, because you’re an idiot!
Lucas and John continue to exchange punches as Asp slowly gets back up to a vertical base. Asp runs right at Lucas but Lucas ducks. Asp goes off the ropes and on the way back by Irons is able to club Asp down to the canvas with a thunderous clothesline. Lucas’s eyes bug open as he now is left alone again with Irons. Irons takes immediate advantage and lunges for Lucas. Lucas tries to stay out of Irons’ clutches, but this time he fails to do so as Irons scoops him up and gets him into a torture rack. Lucas screams out loud as the London crowd boos like crazy. Irons doesn’t keep him up there for long as he turns Lucas around and drops him with an Alabama Slam.
Tex: I think I know what’s about to happen here…
Duff: Me too! And I hope he does it! Grinder, the REAL General Manager will be very happy with him!
Irons wastes no time with hitting the second Alabama Slam and the third, therefore completing the Marine Corps Special. The crowd boos as Irons pins Lucas.
Referee Simon Jones: ONE…TWO…THR-
Asp kicks Irons in the back, breaking up the fall. Irons however stands up, turns around. Asp puts his tongue out as Irons just eyeballs the “Snake”. Irons just simply lets go a haymaker and puts Asp clean out on the canvas. Irons looks over to Lucas Quinton who is still out on the mat. Irons climbs on top of Asp and goes for the pin.
Referee Simon Jones: ONE…TWO…THREE!
Stormy: Here is your winner…John Henry Irons!
The crowd feverishly boos as “Iron Man” by Black Sabbath plays. Irons doesn’t look happy at all as he doesn’t even let the referee hold up his hand. He simply slides out of the ring and heads right to the backstage area. Both Asp and Lucas remain down on the mat.
Tex: Irons obviously doesn’t care about winning on the big stage.
Duff: This win doesn’t mean much. All it does is show that pest Jay Gold that he’s better than the opening match, which we already knew that anyways!
Tex: Whatever Duff. Anyways, we roll on here tonight in London, England.
The camera's move backstage
Paige Harris stand back stage with Hayden Moore. He is in his wrestling gear, with Eric Corrayo behind him.
Paige Harris: I’m back here with one of the men involved in the Tag Team Title match tonight, Hayden Moore. Hayden you have the chance to make a lot of history tonight. Your first title reign, you would be the youngest champion in AWA history at nineteen. Are you ready for this match?
Hayden Moore: A lot of people asked me was I ready for my debut match. Could I be so young and make an impact in this man’s sport. Now you ask me am I ready for this match? Let me tell you, I am ready for every match. I will never walk into that ring unprepared because I would never allow myself to do that. This is going to be a historic night, in my first ever pay per view I am going to walk in with the hear of a champion and walk out with a championship belt drapped on my shoulder. Everyone wants to make a big deal about my age and what it means if a young man at the age of nineteen captures gold here in the AWA. Age is simply a number, we’ve all heard the cliché but we all know it’s true. I have talent and ability beyond my years and it’s time to prove that. Fang and Jason Stevens may have experience but they are face a team of destiny. We are destined to one day hold world championships, we both know this. One day we may even be rivals because two stars cannot exist in one company the level that we are at without conflicting. But before we get to that point we must work together. We must sweep away the crap that has been holding the AWA back and blaze a path toward the future. This is our destiny and it’s time that we take it. Fang and Jason Stevens just need to stay out of our way or we will take them out of our way. Tonight is the night that history will be made and destiny will take hold.
Eric stands with a huge smile on his face as Hayden stares into the camera with determination.
The scene opens up backstage at Burning Point, the show is well underway and the British fans where excited as all hell, we are taken to the locker room of Jason “The Sensation” Stevens who is inside sitting on the couch with Marty, Sophie and Carry are by the mini bar (which we can only guess was fit in today), we listen in on the conversation between Marty and Jason.
JS: Tonight’s the night Marty, tonight me and Fang put those punks in their place and win the tag team titles.
Marty laughs.
MM: Jason they may as well surrender the titles to us to save you and Fang the trouble because this is WAY too easy, we have a veteran and the best damn wrestler today and all they have is a bland Canadian who’s a degenerate and a crybaby,
Sophie looks at the time and turns to the two men.
Sophie: Guys, the match is next.
Marty, Jason and Carry run out of the room and the scene fades to the ringside.
Stormy Canyon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the AWA Tag Team Championhsip!!! The first team to enter the arena is the team of Fang and Jason Stevens!!!
Fang's entrance music hits as the two men walk to the ring, both of them staring at the ring as Stevens slides underneath the bottom rope, while Fang just stares at him before turning his attention to the fans and grins.
Tex Martin: Funny how to see that just recently they were opponents and now forced tag team partners.
Duff Travers: Yeah, but also having a chance to become tag team champions!!
Stormy Canyon: And their opponents, they are the tag team of Hayden Moore and Sean Slater!!!
Hayden Moore's music hits as the twosome walk out to the ring as they are accompanied to the ring by Eric Corrayo. The three men walk to the ring as Moore and Slater climb the turnbuckles and raise their arms to the fans who are cheering them on.
Tex Martin: A month before the big ppv, what a chance for these guys to capture their first AWA title in this company.
The bell rings as both fast paced Jason Stevens and Hayden Moore start the match off. Stevens and Moore circle each other before they lock arms. Stevens executes a hiptoss and follows it up with an armbar. Moore quckly moves out of the hold and the two stare at each other as the fans clap them.
Duff Travers: That's nice, now get to it!!!
The two lock arms again and this time it is Moore that manages to get the upper hand as he knees Stevens and then executes a Body Slam and follows it up by running to the ropes and goes for a running legdrop. But when he is about to hit the move it is Stevens that rolls out of the way and tags in Fang. The veteran comes in and grabs the arm of Hayden Moore and goes for a Body Slam, but it is Moore that reverses it in a victory roll where he gets a two count. Both men get up at the same time and Fang levels Moore with a clothesline as the fans cheers him on.
Tex Martin: Can Fang return to his glory days as he woret he tag titles with 4 different partners?
Fang grabs the arm of Moore and lifts him up to his feet before whipping him to the ropes. He bends down and gives Hayden Moore the chance to leapfrog over Fang and runs to the other side where he executes a blind tag to Sean Slater. Slater climbs the turnbuckles and we see Hayden Moore execute a Cross Body Block. Fang catches him, but then gets levelled as Sean Slater executes a Double Axhandle that drops Fang backwards with Hayden Moore on top of him. Moore slides out of the ring as Slade grabs Fang and turns him around before dropping him with an inverted neckbreaker.
Duff Travers: Nice move!!!
Hayden Moore stands on the apron as he watches Slater going for a Snap Suplex and then goes for the cover. The referee goes down, but only manages to slap his hand for the count of two as Fang kicks out. Slater tags in Moore. Slater whips Fang in the ropes as Moore goes for a dropkick as Fang returns and connects with it. Moore jumps up and showboats as Corrayo warns him for Stevens who has crept behind him and executes a Back to Back Overhead Suplex that causes Moore to hit hard on the canvas with his head. Stevens slide out of the ring as he grins while watching Fang crawling over to his opponent and dropping his arm over his chest.
Tex Martin: Will they win? No!!!
Moore somehow manages to get the shoulder up in time to break the count. both men are strugglign to get to their feet. Moore turns around and storms towards Fang, who sidesteps and we see Moore jump on the middle turnbuckle and turns around. Fang turns towards his direction and gets dropped with a big time DDT off the top turnbuckles that sends Fang's head bouncing up and down the canvas before Hayden Moore hooks the legs and going for the three count as he gets the victory and the newly crowned AWA tag team champions.
Stormy Canyon: The winners of this match and the current AWA Tag Team Champions of the World!!!! Sean Slater and Hayden Moore!!!!
Sean Slater and Hayden Moore raise the tag team titles high above their heads before leaving the ring and heading to the back with an ecstatic Eric Corrayo walks in front of them.
font color=silver> The scene switches backstage where John Irons can be seen on his cell phone. He has cleaned up and is dressed in his street clothes, sporting a new t-shirt never seen before. We listen in as we hear the tail end of the conversation on his end.
Irons: Yeah I got it. If there's trouble I'll be there in a flash. Later Bro.
Irons shuts his phone and begins walking to the door. He goes to open the door and it doesn't want to open. He wiggles the knob and begins to yank back and forth on it, trying to get it open. Finally, the knob busts off the door completely, however the door remains shut. Irons flings back a few feet before looking at the broken knob in his right hand. He curses and tries to kick in the door. After a few attempts, he stops and opens his cell phone again.
Irons: Damn reinforced steel doors. That's a fire hazard if there were a fire. I better call him back and see if they can get a maintenence tech out here to open it. What the fu**?
Irons checks his phone, and it says "NO SIGNAL". Bewildered, He again begins to try and kick the door down with his massive feet, but is unsuccessful. The camera switches to another feed, from what appears to be on the other side of the door. We can still hear the loud thumps, and yells from The Titan of Titans, but as the camera pans out we see a forklift blocking the steel door. Jay Gold is in the drivers seat, and smiles as he closes a case that has some sort of electronic device in it. He hops down from the forklift and almost runs into his cousin, Stacy Kissinger.
Stacy: Well, good. At least he won't interfere now. Are ya sure that reinforced door will hold him? He's an awfully big man.
Jay: Of course it will. At least for a while though. I've heard that he's quite capable of getting out of situations worse than this. But without a cell phone he will be in there for quite some time. No one to call and no one that can move this but me.
Stacy: Now how in the world did you manage to get that device thare? Ain't that some type of signal blocker fer cell phones?
Jay: Of course it is cuz! No one within a twentry foot range of this room will be able to use a cell phone. It's a jamming device I picked up at a Surplus store, just for this occassion. Now we are free to succeed with our plans. Shall we?
Stacy: We shall.
Jay Gold and Stacy are seen walking away, as the muffled sounds of thumping and yelling can be heard as the scene switches back to the ring.
In the ring stands Grinder in a referee’s shirt and Stormy Canyon with her microphone. Slowly the Hell in a Cell lowers around the ring.
Stormy: The following match is a Hell in a Cell match for the International Championship. Introducing first the special guest referee Grinder.
The lights go out as "Guilty" by Since October blares through the arena. A blast rocks the stage as pyros shoot into the air while Rex Butler and Alisha Hicks walk onto the stage. Red strobe lights flash throughout the arena as Rex stops at the end of the stage and looks around before the two of them make their way down the ramp. Rex steps onto the ring apron and over the top rope as Alisha stands outside the cell. The lights come back on as Rex stands on the corner, rubbing his hands together.
Stormy: Introducing first the challenger. Weighing in at 275 pounds Rex Butler.
Tex: Butler one this opportunity by pinning Fang in a triple threat last week. Many believe he stole the victory from Sean Slater.
Duff: Who cares who did the work in the match, he got the one two three and he gets the title shot. Like I said last week he’s going to do whatever it takes to take this title from Chaos.
Lights fade as "Blow Me Away'' by Breaking Benjamin begins with the lights flashing in the darkness to the music and then as soon as the song gets going full swing the arena lights come on and Chaos appears and stands at the top/center of the stage with the International title on his shoulder... as he holds his hands above his head fireworks once... twice... three times as they go off behind him and then he continues to walk down the ramp at a slow and ominous pace. Chaos then makes his way up onto the apron climbing through the second rope and ascends to the top rope where he poses for a moment with his hands raised in the air….from behind Butler rips Chaos of the top rope and uppercuts him into the corner. The title flies over the top rope and Grinder calls for the bell to ring. Stormy ducks out of the ring and the cell door closes.
Tex: Butler has the upper hand.
Duff: I can’t believe Chaos was stupid enough to turn his back on Rex.
Butler begins to beat Chaos with body blows in the corner. Grinder tries to break it up and he pulls Butler to the center of the ring. Butler pushes past Grinder, but Grinder swings Butler back around and points to the referee’s shirt. Butler dismisses him and turns around and goes to the corner. Chaos kicks Butler in the gut, he gets two hard head shots in, but Butler comes back with a huge thrust to the throat. Butler picks Chaos up and plants him in the center of the ring with a big side walk slam. He goes into a cover, there’s no count. Butler looks up and Grinder is adjusting a turnbuckle pad. Butler yells to get his attention. Grinder turns around and walks towards the pin, but walks by it and starts adjusting another turnbuckle pad.
Tex: Are you kidding me? This match is too important for Grinder to be goofing around.
Duff: Part of the referee’s job is to make sure the ring is safe for the wrestlers.
Butler pounds the ground in frustration and gets up. He walks over to Grinder and spins him around. They begin to yell at one another and Butler pushes Grinder. Grinder smiles and punches Butler hard. Butler staggers over to Chaos who has gotten back to one knee. In his daze Butler tries to grab Chaos, but Chaos gives a quick low blow. Chaos jumps to his feet and spears Butler. They both go through the ropes and collide with the side of the cell. Both men are stunned on the ground. Chaos uses the cage to slowly pull himself up. He starts stomping on Butler. Chaos looks around and sees his International title laying on the ground and he picks it up. Chaos readies himself with the title in his hand and is yelling at Butler to get up.
Tex: This doesn’t look good for Rex Butler. The momentum has shifted and Chaos looks ready to smash him with the belt.
Duff: This is a must win match for both men, so you can’t fault him for pulling out all the stops.
Butler wobbles to his feet. He turns around and is smashed in the face with the championship belt, busting him open. The blood begins to flow and Chaos keeps beating Butler in the head with the belt until it is covered in his blood. Chaos rolls into the ring and holds his title high with a smile on his face. He turns around to Grinder and flaunts his title. Grinder yells to him to keep his eyes on his opponent. Butler pulls himself up with the middle rope. Chaos goes over to hit him with the title again, but Grinder comes in from behind and yank the title out of his hands. Chaos turns around and begins to yell and Grinder. He tries to take the title back and they both pull for the belt.
Tex: This is another time Grinder is interjecting himself when he shouldn’t be. This is a title match let them fight it.
Duff: He is a referee he can do what he wants. Neither of these guys have shown the respect they should.
Finally Grinder lets go of the title and Chaos stumbles back. Butler pulls the top rope down and Chaos falls to the ground on top of his head. Butler picks Chaos up and hurls him into the cell wall. He then picks Chaos up on his shoulder and throws him head first into the ring post busting him open. Butler tries to wipe the blood out of his eyes and rolls Chaos back into the ring. He follows quickly and puts Chaos on the top rope. Butler looks like he is going for the extreme measure as he climbs the ropes. He tries to pick Chaos up in the power bomb, but Chaos grabs the ropes. Butler tries to over power him, but Chaos counters with a huge top rope back body drop.
Tex: I think Rex Butler might have broken his back. What a huge back body drop.
Duff: Both of these guys have given it all for this match. They are both bloody messes. This match takes it out of you there’s a reason it’s called hell in a cell.
Grinder is checking on Butler who is barely aware of his surroundings. Chaos is curled up in the corner reaching for something in his jeans. Both men begin to get to their feet. Chaos still has his back turned to Butler. Butler is trying to shake the cob webs lose when Chaos runs at him. Chaos throws some kind of powder, but Butler ducks out of the way and Grinder is blinded by the powder
Duff: Good God!! Grinder is blinded!!!!
Both Chaos and Rex start to stare at each other before looking at the now blinded Grinder who is waving his arms in the air, trying to reach out for the two men when suddenly both men attack him. Chaos kicks Grinder in the midsection as suddenlly both men grab Grinder and they simultaniously deliver a Double DDT on Grinder before starting to lay the boots on him.
Tex: Payback is a bitch!!!!
Duff: What are you talking about? Grinder did nothing wrong!!!
Suddenly the sounds of chainsaws hits through the arena as suddenly the song Lumberjack by Jackall hits and the arena stands up as they are hearing this.
Tex: What the? I haven't heard this song in ages!!!!
Suddenly the camera's pan out to the entrance way where we see Al Cohol walk out to a huge ovation from the fans as he is dressed in street clothing. He undoes his jacket to reveal a refree shirt underneath and the react to it.
Duff: I think we got another ref!!!!
Tex: I don't know if this is a good or a bad thing for the two men in this match!!!
Al Cohol runs to the Cell and demands the official on the outside to open the door and he gets in. He climbs in the ring where he grabs Rex Butler from behind and whips him in the turnbuckles before turning his attention to Chaos and hitting him with his patented Three Stepper Triple Powerbomb. The fans go wild as Al gets up and turns his attention to the out of the corner stumbling Rex Butler and kicks him in the gut before positioning him for a Spike Piledriver. Both men are out as Al Cohol starts to use the ten count on both men
Tex: What is going on around here? First Al Cohol comes in and wastes no time to do a double count out??
Duff: Finally a ref that knows when to do what Al did!!!
Al continues the ten count when suddenly Grinder starts to stirr around and his foot kicks the left arm of Rex Butler and that causes the arm to drop on top of he chest of Chaos. Al looks at his partner and reluctantly goes down and starts to call for the three count and calls for the bell.
Tex: Does this think what I think it means?
Stormy: The winner of this match and NEW!!! International Champion!!! Rex Butler!!!!
Al walks to the side and grabs something from underneath the ring. He gets back to Grinder as he hands him a beer. Grinder washes the beer away in his face before getting up. The two raise each other's hand in the air while Al has the International championship belt in his other hand.
Duff: Oh yeah!! The Tormentors are back baby!!!
The fans do not know how to react to the current situation as Grinder grabs the belt and places it on top of Rex Butler as the twosome walk out of the Cell as their music starts playing.
Erik Black sits at a small desk. he has a peice of paper and a pen. He grins to himself and begins to write.
Black: Tonight, Bill, tonight you fall. Tonight you quite. Tonight you submit to me and give me your title. You arent good enough to even begin to compete with me in that ring. You are too slow. You are too stupid. Hell..You'll probably get lost on the way to the ring.. But that's ok..I'll be sure to find you. I'm going to enjoy making you scream. I'm going to enjoy utterly humiliating you tonight...
Erik finishes his writing and looks at his work. The note reads. "Bill Barnhart. it's time to come and get your ass whooped" Erik then folds the paper and leaves out of his locker room.
TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hits the speakers. The TRON crackles to life and we see a close-up shot of Bill Barnhart and Iris the English Bulldog. The TRON then shifts scenes to seversl clips of Bill's wrestling matches where he is either administering his Bulldog or Piledriver to his opponent. The spotlights focus on the backstage curtains and we see Bulldog Bill Barnhart step through the curtains leading Iris on her leash (Iris is not always present at Bill's matches though). Bill walks confidently along the entrance walkway and under the TRON. As he walks under the TRON, pink pyros erupt causing a cascade of pink sparks to spill down on the entrance walkway around Bill (and Iris if she is accompanying him). Bill stops at the landing at the top of the entrance ramp to play the crowd. He then takes off with a quick pace to the ring. When Bill arrives at the ring he (hands the leash of Iris to an attendant at ringside) climbs the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and then ducks through the ropes into the ring. Bill then takes up residence in a corner to await the arrival of his opponent.
Stormy Canyon: The champion, from Oakland, California weighing in at 240ibs, BULLDOG BILL BARNHART!!!!
The lights go out before white strobe lights kick on. "MMM I said the fish dont fry in the kitchen". and BOOM! Huge pyros go off. Out steps Erik Black. He has a black towel drapped over his head. He looks around to the crowd and then to the ring. he takes a deep breathe and slowly makes his way down to the ring. He never takes his eyes off of it. He is in full concentration. He slides under the bottom rope. He gets up and stands in the center of the ring. A smirk crosses his face but quickly fades. He takes the black towel off of his head and throws it into the crowd
Stormy Canyon: And the opponent, from Los Angelous, California, weighing at 225ibs, ERICK BLACK!!!!
Erick and Bill grin at each other and shake each other’s hand, however the attention is quickly diverted to the entrance ramp where Toxic Angel, who will face the winner of the match two weeks from now, the ref shrugs and calls for the bell not bothering to explain the rules as there’s only one, the looser must quit, and the two men charge at each other slugging it out firing rights and lefts at eachother’s head, Erick catches one fist and goes for a Fujiwa Armbar only for Bill to roll through, Bill goes for an exploder suplex but Erick blocks and goes for a t-bone suplex but it to is blocked.
Texx: These two men know eachother so well that they’ll have to bust out something new just to gain an advantage.
Bill, apparently hearing Texx, does just that by lifting him up for a chokeslam and turning it into a barinbuster, the crowd already erupts into Holy Shit chants and the ref asks if Erick is ready to quit but a hearty HELL NO erupts from Erick’s mouth and he picks himself up and rolls out to the outside, he throws the timekeeper to the side and takes the chair and rolls back in, he swings and hits Bill in the head with the chair busting him open, not satisfied he presses the edge of the chair against Bill’s throat choking him, the ref asks if Bill wants to quit but he shakes his head no, Toxic Angel can be seen grinning at the carnage that’s going on in the ring, Erick stops choking him not wanting to risk killing a teammate/tag team partner and spots Toxic at the top of the ramp.
Texx: Erick sees Angel and he’s not happy about it.
Duff: I am!
Erick points the chair towards Toxic not noticing that Bill is back up, Bill takes the chair from him and nails Erick in the stomach with it and drops it, and Erick, with a DDT busting Erik open in the process, whilst the ref asks if Erick wants to quit Toxic catches Bill’s attention but unlike Erick he stays focussed especially since Erick has refused to quit, picking the chair up again he bounces of the ropes and does a running senton with the chair, or attempts to as Erick has enough sense to roll out of the way causing Bill to crash into only the chair, Erick forces himself up and measures up usingBill before sitting him up and levelling him with a kick, he doesn’t give the ref a chance to ask Bill as he rolls out of the ring and puts Bill on the Spanish Announcer’s Table.
Texx: What’s Erick up to? .....OH MY GOD!
Erick climbs the turnbuckles and leaps off, looking for his trademark Shooting Star Press , he hits it sending both men through the announcer’s table, the crowd erupts into Holy Shit chants and the ref rolls out to check on them, both men refuse to quit however and the ref is confused as to what to do, Toxic is really interested now and both men get up and start brawling into the crowd, Toxic follows them from a distance wanting to let them duke it out without getting involved, they eventually make their way to the ring and they duke it out again and Toxic returns to her position on the ramp.
Texx: Tables, chairs, they’ve used everything but the kitchen sink in this match, and it’s far from over!
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