Harrys: This match is scheduled for one fall.
Harrys: Introducing first, weighing in at 192 pounds, Stephenville, Texas... He is The Warblade, Theron Daggershield!
Theron makes his way out a rapturous applause and cheering from the crowd. He looks a little banged up from the Ladder match only a couple of weeks ago but he also looks as though he is in good spirits. He has his signature sword draped over his shoulder as he begins to make his way down the ramp.
Cohen: You're back? Man, I thought I'd have the pretty girl here longer.
Copeland: Shut up. 6 years and zero moves on your part. But what a match Theron found himself embroiled in at Kingdom Come. Maybe it didn't go his way but it was a very strong showing from The Warblade. Onto bigger and better things hopefully.
Theron finally makes the ring, slashing his sword as he goes. He goes up the steps before rolling his dice in the centre of the canvas. Giving a warm smile as he looks at the result, he waits for his opponent.
Harrys: And his opponent, weighing in at 285 pounds... The Beard!
The Beard storms down the ramp, not stopping at al. He looks absolutely driven and intense as he does so. He reaches the ring within seconds and climbs the steel steps with purpose. He moves towards Theron but the referee quickly intervenes and sends him back to his corner.
Cohen: Well, I guess we know what kind of mood The Beard is in tonight, Seabass.
Copeland: A disappointing loss for The Beard at Kingdom Come as he looked to reclaim the World Heavyweight Championship from Matt Tastic. In what was an amazing match, he just couldn't get the job done.
Cohen: I wouldn't like to be Theron tonight, that's for sure.
Both men stand in their respective corners as referee calls for the bell. Without hesitation, The Beard rushes Theron, who is unprepared for the beast that he is about to face. Beard immediately drives Theron back into the corner, clubbing at him with heavy shots as Daggershield is reduced to a seated position. The Beard continues the beating, stomping a mud-hole in Theron as the referee signals for him to stop. He begins his five count as Beard finally stops the beating. He comes out of the corner and roars loudly into the crowd; an act that is met with fierce animosity from the assembled masses. The Beard looks absolutely intense as he menacingly lurches towards Theron, who is finally getting back to his vertical base. Beard looks to continue the onslaught but Theron is in no mood to be the whipping boy in this match. As Beard stomps towards him, Theron quickly drops him with a drop-toe hold; Beard's hairy face smashing into the turn-buckle. The crowd roars with appreciation as The Beard finally gets a taste of his own medicine. Theron rolls out of the corner as The Beard gets onto his knees. Without a seconds hesitation, Theron nails him with a swift kick to the jaw; sending a resounding “snap” around the arena. Beard's eyes roll as his brain gets scrambled with the tremendous impact. With Beard now lying flat on the canvas, Theron pulls him out of the corner for the first cover of the match.
1... 2... Kick out! The Beard powers a shoulder off of the mat.
Copeland: What a start from both of these competitors. We told you that both would have something to prove after their performances at Kingdom Come and it was turned out that way already.
Cohen: The Beard looks intense tonight, Seabass. I feel sorry for Daggershield. He could get hurt.
Copeland: Don't worry about Theron, Jack. As he has shown tonight and every other night he performs, he can look after himself. And he is on top here.
Theron pulls The Beard to his feet, his brain still scrambled. Backing him into the corner this time, Theron whips him across the ring. Without a seconds hesitation, Theron runs after him and as The Beard's back hits the corner, his chest is absolutely pulverised by a running drop-kick from The Warblade! The Beard once again falls to his knees. Theron marches across the ring before unleashing an “X” as he targets his downed opponent. He walks back towards his adversary as the crowd get excited about what is to come. Once again, he looks to nail The Beard with a devastating kick to the skull but as Theron swings his leg, The Beard ducks under. Theron losing his bearings for a moment but he soon knows where he is when The Bears absolutely crushes him with a beautifully executed meat-hook clothesline. The Beard gets to his feet quickly and puts a finger to his mouth. As he takes it away, the crimson shade of his blood greets him as the anger within The Beard begins to grow. With Theron toiling on the canvas, The Beard moves back towards him, picking him up; he looks like he is in no mood to waste time anymore. He backs him into the corner before ramming him with some repeated shoulder strikes that take the air from Theron's lungs.
Cohen: The Beard is an unstoppable machine, ladies and gentlemen. It doesn't matter what you try against him, he is completely indestructible.
Copeland: I hate to have to agree with you, Jack. But The Beard does seem to have a huge amount of gas in the tank. His strength is a bonus because when you can simply outlast your opponent, you have every chance of taking every match.
Cohen: Think how motivated you have to be when The Beard just keeps coming at you. Probably safer and easier just to give up. Someone tell Theron that!
After six separate shoulders to the chest of his opponent, The Beard allows Theron to stumble out of the corner. But his mercy comes at a price for Theron as he is soon nailed by a belly to back suplex; The Beard throwing Theron halfway across the ring. Slowly and with a shade of menace, The Beard gets to one knee, looking across the ring at his downed opponent. He gets up and moves across the ring before dropping a devastating leg drop to the throat and chest of The Warblade. The crowd cannot hide their suspense as The Beard finally covers his opponent. The referee makes the count.
1... 2... Kick out! It was close but Theron just gets his shoulder out. The Beard shakes his head as he looks at the referee. With Theron struggling, The Beard knows that his time to make his advantage count is now. Without a moment's hesitation, he gets to his feet, turns Theron over and locks in a Boston Crab in the middle of the ring. The painful yells from The Warblade give everyone within earshot a reminder of the trouble that Theron now finds himself in. The Beard arches his back, mercilessly levering more and more pressure onto the lower back of his opponent. Theron reaches for the ropes but he is far too far away and showing no signs of getting closer.
Copeland: This is big trouble for Theron, folks. The Beard is merciless and he is not going to let Theron out of this without a fight.
Cohen: Do yourself a favour, Daggershield, give up! The Beard has got The Warblade right where he wants him. Theron should quit now whilst is still able to fight another day. The Beard isn't messing around tonight.
The hold carries on as Theron begins to drag himself across the ring, the manoeuvre taking it's toll on the smaller man. The crowd are right behind Theron as he inches closer and closer to the ropes and, in turn, his salvation. But just as Theron is about to reach the bottom rope, The Beard pulls him back into the middle of the ring. The crowd sigh in disbelief but Theron is in no mood to allow himself to be put in that situation again. He turns onto his back, The Beard struggling to control his opponent. Theron pulls his legs towards his chest and then kicks out at The Beard. The Beard tumbles across the ring and crashes into the ropes on his back. A look of pure hatred and venom as he rests on the ropes. He gets to his feet, almost completely synchronised with Theron. With both men finally back to their vertical base, the crowd shoe their appreciation. But The Beard is absolutely livid. He runs towards Theron, looking to put himself back in control of the match. But Theron has other ideas, nailing The Beard with an elbow smash to the side of the head. He follows it up with an enziguiri kick to the back of the Beard's head. The Beard stumbles forward as Theron presses home his advantage. He wastes no time in executing a brilliant hurricarana that finally puts Beard on his back and Theron back in control of the match. The crowd voice their excitement as Theron launches himself into the cover.
1... 2... Kick out! So close!
Copeland: Wow! The heart of Theron is just awe-inspiring. He simply will not give up or be beaten; even when the odds are well against him.
Cohen: That's not courage, Seabass. That's stupidity. Know when you're beat, Theron. Before The Beard takes you apart limb from limb.
Theron looks disappointed by the count but he has Beard right where he wants him for the first time in the match. The Beard lies on his back as Theron gets back to his feet. He puts his right hand to the small of his back as the damage of the earlier submission takes its toll. But Theron needs to press home his advantage and put the Beard away once and for all. The crowd light up as Theron moves over to the near turn-buckle and begins to climb. With The Beard still toiling on the canvas, The Warblade has the match in his hands and he knows it. It looks as though Theron is looking for the
LIMIT BREAK! Theron steadies himself on the top rope as the crowd go wild. Finally, he launches himself from his elevated position, looking to put The Beard away. But The Beard manages to roll away at the last second, causing Theron to collide with the unforgiving canvas and, perhaps more importantly, give away his hard-fought advantage. The Beard now lies on the edge of the canvas and, as he comes around fully, decides to roll out onto the floor below. Finally reclaiming his vertical base, The Beard lets out an angered scream. He moves around the steel steps at ringside before grabbing a steel chair from beside the commentary table. He snaps it shut and looks at Theron lying helplessly in the ring.
Copeland: Oh no! This could be bad for Theron. It seems that The Beard has lost all patience for this match and just wants to take his anger out something or someone.
Cohen: I told you, Seabass. The Beard is not in the right frame of mind for this match. Theron had every opportunity to just leave the ring and none of this would have happened. But now he's going to have to pay the piper.
The referee signals for Beard to drop the chair but The Beard is completely transfixed with the steel that now rests in his hands. He allows a sick smile to cross his features as he finally goes up the steps and into the ring. The referee continues to remonstrate with The Beard as he moves further inside the ring, Theron now on his knees and at his mercy. A venomous looks crosses The Beard's features as he quickly elevates the steel above his head. The referee is taking none of it though and grabs the steel, only seconds before The Beard can bring it down onto the head of Theron Daggershield and possibly do more than lose the match. The referee tosses the steel out of the ring under the bottom rope as The Beard turns around to see him. From nowhere, Theron grabs the tights of his opponent and rolls him up with a schoolboy pin! The referee counts the fall.
1... 2... 3! Unbelievable! Theron quickly rolls out of the ring as The Beard launches himself to his feet, a look of utter shock on his features. Like everyone else in the arena, he simply cannot believe what has happened.
Copeland: I do not believe what I just witnessed. For all of his offence and fury, The Beard was not able to take Theron out of the game. And when you don't put the match away when you can, you always run the risk of something like this happening.
Cohen: What are you talking about, Seabass. The referee helped Theron Daggershield win the match. How about our referees simply learn to do their jobs?! They don't get involved in the match, they are just there to count the falls and that's it! There is something not right about all of this, The Beard has to feel hard done by.
Copeland: Hard done by? He could have ended Theron's career. I say good on the referee for looking out for our superstars.
Harrys: Here is your winner, Theron Daggershield!
Outside the ring, Theron gets his hand raised by the referee as The Beard begins to vent his fury in the ring. Yelling at Theron, The Beard can barely control his anger. He rolls out of the ring and pulls the cover from the top of the commentary table. He is absolutely furious!
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Backstage we see Stacey Madison with a mic at the parking lot for an interview.
Stacey: Ladies and gentlemen, last week breaking news came in as it was announced that Chuck Myles has resigned from his position as general manager of Ascension. Mr. Myles.... Why? And what's next?
Chuck: Stacey, I was once the most influential man in this company. For years np one could stop me. I then sold my shares to Ty Burna. I was then humiliated and turned into a pack mule. By my own idiocy. It humbled me in a way. I was then given a second chance to head Aftershock. Then Ascension. What's it been, 6 years of me running the circus in some way, shape or form? It's a stressful job, Stacey. With Becky, Vance and Mr. Banks around to carry the load, me leaving is no big deal. I think it's time a pursue my dreams, Stacey.
Stacey: What would that be, Mr. Myles?
Chuck: Chuggin' beers in Cancun and doing nothing for hours, Stacey. I'm stressed, old and rich. I've got investments here. I don't need a new job, I'm set for life.
A red Ferrari Murcielago rolls up to the shock of Stacey as a valet gets out and hands the keys to Chuck. Chuck is then winged from each side by James Aubrey and Dillon Morse. Both carrying big bags.
Chuck: You guys ready? Alright, Stacey. It's been nice knowing you.
The three men throw their bags in the truck and get in. Chuck peers his head out of the drivers seat.
Chuck: Good luck in all your future endeavors.
The Ferrari speeds off as Stacey waves them off.
