Harrys: Ladies and Gentlemen, please rise for the singing of America The Beautiful where it will be dedicated to the many men and women proudly serving our country overseas!
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The crowd pops loudly as the Air Force Jets come screaming over the stadium and continues to cheer as the screen fades away to black and the crowd's voices being drowned out.
The WZCW logo flashes across the screen before cutting into a black screen until the Kingdom Come logo comes up on the screen briefly and then a shot of Steven Kurtesy and Ty Burna staring each other down comes up on the screen.
What if I told you, that there truly was a battle for power between the forces of good and evil?
The video cuts to shots of Team WZCW and the Apostles of Chaos.
Evil threatens to reign supreme. One man has single handedly stood up to the challenge and the crushing wave of despair, the one glowing beacon of hope in the face of darkness, can he defeat the Chaos and lead the people to the promise of peace?
A photo of Steven Kurtesy standing tall with the WZCW World Heavyweight Championship being held high into the air.
Or has the momentum been far too much for the great champion. The devil himself awaits the hero, ready to crush the light and let Chaos invade all. He hungers for what the champion holds, what will he be willing to sacrifice to earn it all once again?
A shot of Ty Burna standing tall at Kingdom Come III holding the WZCW World Heavyweight Title.
The video fades out the crowd continues to cheer as the Kingdom Come Music begins to play. Pyro goes off from the Kingdom Come Entrance stage, multiple colors and pyro arrangements continue to go off through the opened roof of Dallas Cowboys Stadium. The pyro ends with a massive explosion of colors and the crowd is still fired up as the camera pans around to see the people in attendance before switching to the announcer's booth.
Copeland:The day has finally come, and we're here at the luxurious Dallas Cowboys Stadium for an epic night. Kingdom Come 4 has arrived and with it some of the biggest matches in this company's history.
Connor:Absolutely Sebastian. Tonight we will bring an end to the struggle between Vance Bateman and Ty Burna as Team WZCW faces off with the Apostles of Chaos, the winning team delivering total control of the company to their sponsor.
Cohen:Not to mention the one prize everyone wishes to hold, that of course is the WZCW World Heavyweight Championship. A prize so few have held, and tonight we will find out if Steven Kurtesy has the chops to battle back the former World Heavyweight Champion and Lethal Lottery winner Ty Burna from taking back the gold.
Copeland:It is sure to be a big night for WZCW. Every match has something important on the line, a championship, an opportunity, or just simply respect and honor.
Connor:With that said, let's get to our first match of the evening, Stevenson Marquel will be defending his Mayhem Championship against Ace Stevens, in a Brooklyn Street Fight!
Cohen:I can't believe we've finally reached Kingdom Come! I'm so excited I could kiss you Seabass! But I don't know where that mouth has been so I'll keep it to myself.
Truman Harrys stands alone in the center of the ring, the bright Dallas sun beating down with the roof open. He holds a small card that he begins to read off.
Harrys: Ladies and gentleman, this is your opening contest for Kingdom Come IV!
The raucous Dallas crowd roars its approval.
Harrys: The following contest...is a Brooklyn Street Fight for the WZCW Mayhem Championship! The rules of the contest are as follows. There are no count outs and no disqualifications. Falls will count anywhere. A wrestler will win the match when he scores a fall on his opponent and his opponent fails to answer the count of ten.
Copeland: Ladies and gentleman, we welcome you to this opening contest here at Kingdom Come, and we can guarantee it will be a brutal one. Two men from the streets of Brooklyn but with two very different paths to WZCW will enter the ring tonight for the next chapter of a feud that has quickly escalated to an all out war.
With the rules laid out, the crowd's focus is redirected toward the entrance-way.
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Harrys: Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 228 pounds...Ace Stevens!
The massive crowd roars in disapproval as Ace Stevens makes his way out with the biggest smirk of his life on his face. In his hand is a steel chair, already bringing the weapons to the ring with him. On his way down the long entrance-way he motions around his waist, signalling to the crowd that he believes he will be the champion by night's end. The crowd disagrees, but Stevens is irrepressible, his smirk never leaving his face. He continues pumping his fist to the beat of his music as he makes his way up the entrance steps. He hurls the chair into the ring before entering himself, where he calmly yet arrogantly adjusts his jacket and hair, preparing for the match.
Connor: Stevens doesn't seem outwardly concerned about his match, but one does wonder what is truly going through his mind.
Cohen:The only thing going through his mind is a gameplan to finish off Stevenson Marquel once and for all. He's had his 15 minutes, well and good, but Ace Stevens is the new face of Mayhem, and it's time to prove it on the grandest stage of them all.
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Harrys: And introducing his opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 282 pounds, he is the WZCW Mayhem Champion...Stevenson Marquel!
Marquel slowly makes his way out to the entrance-way, appearing contemplative as he takes in the enormous crowd that is presently voicing its approval for him, his Mayhem Championship firmly strapped around his waist. In his hands is a steel chain; he's also come prepared for tonight's contest. He stops at the top of the stage to take it all in, before locking his eyes on Ace Stevens, waiting for him in the ring. Stevens barks something at Marquel, which gets Stevenson yelling back. Heated, Marquel begins making his way to the ring, but Stevens isn't interested in waiting, as he runs out of the ring to charge Marquel, and the two meet brawling on the ramp as this contest is underway!
Connor:It doesn't seem either man was interested in waiting for the ring to come into play tonight, and with the Falls Count Anywhere stipulation attached to this contest, it's hard to blame them.
Cohen:Why don't we do all of our matches like this? Rings are so boring! Just them fight, I say.
Cohen gets his wish, as the two throws punches at one another furiously, beating each other senseless within a minute of this contest starting. A vicious shot from Marquel sends Stevens reeling just long enough for him to pick up his fallen chain. He wraps it around Stevens' neck and immediately begins choking him with it! The love lost between these two is evidently absent as Marquel returns to his roots, viciously trying to strangle the life out of Stevens. Marquel gets over to the ring itself and slams Stevens face into it before releasing the chokehold and tossing the chain aside. He pulls Stevens by the hair back toward the entrance ramp and tosses him into the ramp, flipping him over as Stevens back makes a sickening collision with the ramp. Stevens thrashes in pain on the ramp while Marquel backs off, yelling at the crowd and considering his next move. Stevens pulls himself up on the blockades separating the crowd from the stage, but as he leans on them, Marquel charges him with a clothesline from behind and knocks them both into the crowd! Security rushes to clear some room as the two stagger to their feet.
Copeland:And it was probably only a matter of time before we saw this! Fans getting an up close and personal look at this one.
Cohen:You better hope that street hooligan doesn't hurt any fans out there! The last thing this company needs is a lawsuit on its hands.
The two brawl their way up into the crowd and up a set of steps, back and forth with shots landing on the back and head of each man. They come to a steel chain fence separating some equipment where Marquel hurls Stevens headfirst into the fence. Stevens staggers away toward another wall, this one of concrete, which Marquel also smashes his face into mercilessly. Stevens collapses and Marquel shouts with rage and fury toward the crowd, currently eating up this display of violence. Marquel picks up Stevens to go for another shot, but Stevens kicks him in the groin to get out of the predicament, taking control now. Marquel staggers a bit and Stevens shakes his head to get his wits back, before following Marquel through the crowd and starting to lay into him with shots. The two continue brawling toward another set of steps. Marquel gets the upper hand for just a moment, long enough to try to hurl Stevens down the steps. Stevens falls down a few, but balances himself with the support rail. The two brawl down the steps a ways, Marquel mostly in control, before Stevens separates himself a bit. Marquel closes, but Stevens grabs a drink from a fan and throws it headlong into Marquel's face, blinding him with beer. Stevens hits a few hard right hands to the head of Marquel before trying to whip into a nearby wall - but Marquel reverses it, sending Stevens into the wall! Marquel recovers himself and makes his way back over the barriers and into the ring, realizing his still has his Mayhem title strapped on. He unhooks it and offers it to the crowd, roaring their approval as Marquel stands in the middle of the ring with his title held high, awaiting Ace Stevens.
Copeland:The early going is all for the champ, who I think surprised Stevens with his display of extreme violence.
Cohen:Did you ever think that maybe Stevens wants Marquel to tire himself out? That criminal is so riddled with bullet holes that he's bound to collapse any minute. Let him push himself hard now - when we get into the stretch, Stevens will have no problem dispatching him.
Marquel glances over at what's happening with Stevens, who is getting to his feet and making his way towards the barricade. Marquel, a mad gleam in his eye, suddenly mounts the turnbuckle! The crowd is in disbelief! Stevens is at the barricade, about to cross, and Marquel flies off the top rope with a crossbody over the rail, taking out Stevens with authority! Both men are down and Marquel looks to be in just as much pain as Stevens is, the champion clutching his right leg! The crowd is going wild at the incredibly display from Marquel!
Connor:Ladies and gentleman, welcome to Kingdom Come! This is the stage where anything can happen, and it just did. Stevenson Marquel, going all out in the defense of his championship, blindsiding Stevens with a move Ace couldn't possibly have scouted.
Cohen:So the big thug jumped off a rope. Good for him. Now his legs probably hurt, and Stevens' superior conditioning will take over sooner rather than later.
Marquel, grimacing, staggers over to the immobile Stevens and covers him! The ref is there, and he counts...1...2...3! Marquel rolls off and tries to stagger to his feet, clutching his leg as he grasps at the rail. Meanwhile, Harrys makes the announcement.
Harrys: Ladies and gentleman, Stevenson Marquel has won the fall. Ace Stevens now has to the count of ten to get to his feet, starting now.
Marquel makes his way back into the ring to recover while Stevens tries to get up. The ref counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
And at 8, Stevens is up! He staggers toward the barricade, and gets over it, where he meets Marquel, who has shaken feeling back into his leg and meets Stevens. Marquel tosses Stevens into the ring and gets up on the apron. He takes a look at the turnbuckle again, and decides to mount it! The crowd is going insane and Marquel smiles, no doubt thinking that if it worked once, it can work again. He forgets, however, about the steel chair in the ring! Stevens doesn't, and hurls it straight into Marquel's face, the champion collapsing on the turnbuckle. Marquel gets hung up on the outside of the ropes, his head right next to the ring post. Stevens slides out and grabs the chair...and SMASHES it into Marquel's head, with only the unforgiving ring post on the other side! The sickening thud reverberates throughout the arena as the crowd gasps in collective shock and disgust.
Copeland:Oh my God! There is simply nowhere for Marquel's head to go, and I'll be shocked if he isn't at least concussed from that blow.
Stevens smiles sickeningly as he clutches at his arm, apparently hurt somewhat from the blow as well, but everyone's concern is justifiably on Marquel, who has gotten out of the ropes to roll onto the ring apron. Stevens shows no mercy, smashes his fist into Marquel's head as well. The camera reveals that Marquel has now been busted wide open from the chair shot, as Stevens continues to work over Marquel, laying into him with punches to the head from the outside. Stevens gets a series of shots in before backing off to search underneath the ring. He roots around and finds...a table! Stevens sets the table up in the center of the ring, plenty of time afforded to him by Marquel, it being all the champ can do to stagger to his feet. When he does, Stevens is ready, meeting him instantly with shots to the head, opening up the wound as blood streams down Marquel's face. Stevens forces Marquel over to the corner and gets him up on the ropes a bit. He follows up to the top rope and signals to the crowd....he goes for a hurricanrana, but Marquel holds on, leaving Stevens flying backwards all alone, crashing just in front of the table.
Copeland:It seems Marquel isn't the only one who added high risk to his offense tonight in an attempt to do everything to win the Mayhem title. The difference is that Marquel's high risk offense worked.
Cohen: If you can call directly leading to a concussion working, sure.
Stevens retreats to the opposite corner and Marquel, still dazed, charges him with a clothesline, but Stevens answers with an elbow smash into the head. Marquel staggers away and Stevens jumps up into the corner. Marquel turns and charges again, this time meeting a sunset flip attempt from Stevens, but Marquel is too big and stops it. When he has control, he stomps on Stevens' face and backs off. Stevens rolls under the table. Marquel takes a look at him and grabs his legs...and hits a catapult that sends Stevens head first into the table! The table flips over and Stevens grasps at his head, Marquel falling to the ground with the follow through. The camera focuses on Stevens and we see he too is now busted open, his head apparently catching something on the underside of the table! The gash is sick and Stevens is bleeding like a stuck pig. Marquel staggers to his knees and gets over to the table, setting it back up and standing up in the process. Stevens gets to the corner and lifts himself up, where he is quickly met by Marquel's fist directly into his open wound. Marquel positions Stevens in front of the table, hooks him for a suplex attempt...but Stevens fights it, and gets out of it with another low blow! Marquel collapses and Stevens reels off to a corner to recover.
Connor:It may be no disqualifications, but it's still decidedly unsportsmanlike to see that happen in a match.
Cohen:Unsportsmanlike? This isn't about sportsmanship! This is the Mayhem Championship! This is about attempted murder in the name of gold! Wake up, woman!
Stevens takes a moment to clear some blood away from his face as he turns back to face Marquel, only now on his knees. Stevens hits a sick striking kick to Marquel's head, then picks him up for a facebreaker knee smash! Marquel reels, on his feet, and Stevens smashes him in the face and lays him out on the table. He gets in a few more for good measure before retreating to the corner, where he gets to the top rope, signals to the crowd, slicks his hair back...and comes flying off with a diving elbow drop, sending Marquel crashing through the table with Stevens on top! Stevens quickly gets back to his feet and pulls Marquel out of the wreckage, going immediately for a pin. The ref counts...one...two...three! Harrys makes the announcement.
Harrys: Ladies and gentleman, Ace Stevens has won the fall. Stevenson Marquel now has to the count of ten to get to his feet, starting now.
Stevens backs off, on his knees, while Marquel lays out in the center of the ring, dazed, his face a crimson mask.
And at the count of nine, Marquel somehow does stagger to his feet! He wildly flails until he's in the corner where he leans back to gather himself. Just as he does so, Stevens is there, another smash to the face waiting for the champ. Stevens clears away the wreckage of the table before going out for another one. Stevens sets the table up outside, slowly, blood pouring from his head as he does so. Stevens gets back in and grabs Marquel, trying to run and hurl him over the top rope and onto the table, but Marquel just manages to put the brakes on. With Marquel caught up in the ropes and still dazed, Stevens reconsiders. He backs off and charges with a clothesline that lifts Marquel over the ropes, but the champ hangs on on the outside. Stevens backs up again for a charging move, this time Marquel tries to spear him through the ropes, but Stevens catches it at the last minute and kicks him in the face. Marquel is hung up in the ropes and Stevens hangs on, pulls him out a bit...and drops him with a DDT! He slides out of the ring and roots around underneath, coming up with a trash can and a small velvet bag. He labors to toss two lids and the trash can in, the blood loss obviously draining him. He goes back underneath and comes up with a kendo stick as well that he also tosses in. Stevens gets up on the ring apron, about to re-enter the ring...but Marquel suddenly charges him, spears him, RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE! Marquel goes for the pin...STEVENS KICKS OUT!
Copeland:How on earth Ace Stevens had the strength to kick out of that, I'll never know. I would have thought that he'd have been down for the pin and the ten count there!
Cohen:I'll tell you what it is - the will of a true champion to never say die - something Stevenson Marquel doesn't know the first thing about.
Marquel, disbelieving, staggers off while Stevens tries to get to his feet. Marquel slides into the ring and picks up the small bag from earlier, looking inside...and a smile comes over his face. He opens it up, tips it over...and out comes tacks! Marquel spread them over the ring in a small area, ready to use them for vicious purposes. Marquel also grabs a chair from under the ring, while Stevens tries desperately to get back inside. The two re-enter the ring on opposite sides, Marquel with a chair in hand. Marquel briefly considers the trash can but tosses it aside, preferring to swing for the fences at Stevens...who ducks! Stevens misses wildly, staggers away turns around, brings the chair up...Stevens has grabbed the trash can! Stevens SMASHES both the trash can and Marquel's own chair into the champ's face! He goes for the pin...MARQUEL KICKS OUT!
Connor:You said something about the will of a champion, Jack?
Cohen: Dumb luck! Look at him, he's an ox! The big dumb oaf doesn't know when to give up!
Stevens is up with a trash can lid, ignoring his disbelief, which he quickly smashes over Marquel's head. As soon as Marquel is up, he gets another! Marquel is up again...this time with a trash can lid of his own, which he smashes into Stevens' face! Another! Stevens returns one of his own! Another from Marquel! Marquel tosses it aside, readies himself for Stevens to return...as soon as Stevens is up, he meets the Jail Time to the discarded trash can! He goes for the pin...STEVENS KICKS OUT! Marquel is in disbelief! Both men wear the crimson mask! The crowd is on their feet! Marquel rolls away and stares at the lights, shocked. Stevens crawls away to the other side. Marquel crawls to a corner, looks at what he sees...unbelieving, he comes up with something he discarded earlier...the Mayhem Championship itself! Stevens grabs a steel chair, both men are up and swinging...and it's Marquel that connects with the Mayhem title! Marquel goes for the pin! 1...2...3!
Harrys: Ladies and gentleman, Stevenson Marquel has won the fall. Ace Stevens now has to the count of ten to get to his feet, starting now.
Marquel rolls away, his strength expired. Stevens stares at the lights through a river of blood. The ref counts, a grimace on his face!
STEVENS IS ON HIS FEET! It's incredible! The crowd can barely contain themselves! Marquel isn't even on his feet - he can only look over at Stevens in total disbelief of what is occurring. Stevens is disoriented, no idea where he is, holding himself up with the ropes. Marquel staggers to his feet while Stevens turns around...he goes big for the Brooklyn Big Boot, but Stevens ducks at the last possible second, sending Marquel reeling! When he turns around, it's only to meet the Last Laugh from Ace Stevens! Stevens isn't done, though, as he drags Marquel, practically out cold, over to the pile of tacks! The crowd is booing uproariously, screaming at Stevens to stop, but Stevens pushes Marquel's face into the pile of tacks, and locking in the YAP! Marquel's bad leg is tied up in knots, his face is pressed into a pile of tacks, and he has no choice but to tap out! There is blood everywhere as Stevens holds onto the hold viciously until the ref tears him off. Stevens collapses into a corner and licks blood away as Harrys makes the announcement.
Harrys: Ladies and gentleman, Ace Stevens has won the fall. Stevenson Marquel now has to the count of ten to get to his feet, starting now.
Stevens sits back and waits. Marquel is unresponsive, covered in blood, tacks pressed into his forehead.
Marquel is still out cold on top of the tacks and cannot respond to the count of ten. Stevens can only manage the slightest of smiles as the ref, half raising his arm and half pulling him to his feet, places the Mayhem title into his hands.
Harrys: Ladies and gentleman, your winner...and the NEW WZCW Mayhem Champion...Ace Stevens!
Copeland:I don't know if there are any words to adequately describe what we just witnessed.
Cohen:Car wreck? Massacre? All out war? What do they pay you for here, Seabass?
Connor:Without a doubt, an epic contest worthy of one of WZCW's most storied titles. One wonders if either man is ever going to be the same.
Copeland:And it could be a while before we even see either man competing again, after a match like this one.
Stevens collapses as soon as he gets hold of the belt. It's all he can do to roll his way out of the ring. Referees and medical staff make their way down to the ring, a few helping Stevens limp out of the arena, but most checking on the condition of the vanquished champion, who is still unresponsive. The last scene before the camera fades out is of Stevens standing at the top of the ramp, his face covered in blood, desperately clutching his hard won prize.
Anderson: Ladies and Gentleman, this next contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Elite X Championship!
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Anderson: Introducing first, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 223 pounds, JOHNNY SCUMM!
The crowd gives a very warm response to Johnny Scumm as he hops excitedly onto the stage. Scumm stands on the top of the ramp and points out to the crowd. He raises his arms up and then runs down to the ring. Scumm slides in and stands on the turnbuckle and points again to the crowd.
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The crowd erupts as Triple X runs out with the Elite X Title around his waist. He points at the audience and then does his signature taunt. Pyro shoots off across the stage and he walks down to the ring after it ends, giving high fives to some in the crowd.
Anderson: And his opponent, from Phoenix Arizona, he weighs 220 lbs, the Elite X Champion, Triple X!!!
Copeland: Two fan favourites competing for the Elite X Title. Very similar in size and weight, this match could be a sleeper match that steals the show.
Cohen: Seabass lets not get ahead of ourselves. These two have never competed, therefore they may disappoint us tonight.
Connor: Now Jack they don't need to have fought each other before. That makes this match more unpredictable. These two represent the WZCW that's ready to enter the spotlight.
Triple X slides in and hands the belt to the ref and starts to hop around in the ring while Scumm can hardly contain himself in the opposite corner. The ref raises the Elite X Title up and then hands it off to the ring announcer as the bell rings. X and Scumm quickly shake hands and then start to circle the ring. The crowd is still hot from the match before as Scumm takes a second to enjoy the moment and starts clapping and gets the crowd to clap along. Both opponents lock up at centre. They are evenly strength and neither is able to back the other into the ropes. Scumm gains control and moves behind X and has him locked around the waist. Scumm goes to lift X off the mat. X uses his legs to block the move. Scumm with a forearm to the back breaks the block. Scumm tucks his head under his opponents arm and goes for a Backbody Drop. X flips over and lands on his feet. X grabs Scum by the waist and runs him towards the ropes. X goes for a roll-up, but Scumm grabs onto the ropes as his opponent rolls backwards in the ring. X gets to his feet and the two lock up again. X gains control by twisting the arm of Scumm behind his back. Scumm swings elbows back with his free arm and eventually lands a shot to the head. Scumm turns around and quickly goes for a Jawbreaker. X swats both of Scumm’s arms away. X with a Spinning Heel Kick. Scumm ducks under it. Scumm with a quick Spear. X just barely leaps over. Scumm is quickly back to his feet and catches a foot kicked out by X. Enzigiri by Triple X misses. X lands on his foot turned around. He quickly flips forward and kicks his foot back, breaking Scumm’s grip on his other foot and rolling to safety. X turns back and the crowd applauds their series of reversals.
Copeland: Both these men are evenly matched physically with neither having the advantage in speed or strength so far in this contest.
Cohen: So far Seabass, but the one thing that will separate these two in the ring is stamina. Because let’s face it, while one of them may be a champion, neither of these guys has any experience defending or capturing a belt, let along competing at the biggest PPV in WZCW.
Connor: Jack don’t be so quick to dismiss. I think Scumm and Triple X will both put out a strong effort here tonight.
Both men meet at centre and lock up again. Scumm gains the advantage and puts X in a Headlock. Scumm and X backup into the ropes where X is able to push off Scumm. Scumm runs and bounces off the ropes. X goes to strike, but Scumm knocks him down with a Standing Shoulder Block. Scumm bounces off the side ropes. Triple X rolls over. Scumm jumps over and comes back the other way. X leaps over Scumm and then drops down to the mat. Scumm rebounds and jumps over again. X stands up and two steps towards Scumm. Scumm comes off the ropes. Hurricanrana from Triple X as the audience cameras flash on that move. Scumm is thrown across the ring. X gets to him quickly and kicks Scumm in the gut. The Punk from Manchester is against the ropes as X goes for an Irish Whip. Scumm reverses. He bends down to flip his opponent over coming back. X rolls over Scumms back, landing on his feet, and continues towards the ropes. X bounces back and Scumm with a chop to the chest puts X down to the mat. Scumm is fired up and follows up the move with a Dropkick. X is back to his feet and Scumm connects with a shot to the jaw. Johnny follows this up with a Jawbreaker. Triple X stays on his feet after the move. Scumm grabs his opponent and Suplexs him back to the mat. He quickly rolls on top for the first cover. 1... 2.. X kicks out!
Connor: Quick offense by both men. Scumm able to get the first cover and this match is just starting to get cooking.
Scumm lifts Triple X to his feet. Scumm chops the chest of his opponent, who shows life and strikes back. Scumm stops the attack with a punch to the jaw and then bends down and lifts X up onto his shoulder. Scumm goes for the Electric Chair, much to the crowds excitement. He takes too long moving away from the ropes and X rolls him forward into a cover. 1... 2 kick out by Scumm. X runs at Scumm. Johnny with a Clothesline. He misses as X ducks under it. Triple X comes running off the ropes and hits a Flying Forearm. The crowd is cheering both men as Triple X nips back up to his feet with Scumm not far behind. Scumm goes for a punch. X blocks the punch and kicks Scumm in the gut. Swinging Neck Breaker. X goes for the cover. 1... 2. Scumm kicks out! Scumm to his feet quickly. X goes for another Spinning Heel Kick. This time he connects, knocking Johnny back into the corner. Triple X with a kicking strike backs Scumm into the corner. Triple X with an Irish Whip. Scumm reverses. X hits the corner and Scumm goes for a Turnbuckle Splash. Triple X moves at the last second and Scumm eats corner. X takes a few moments and then jumps onto the nearby second rope. Flying Chuck kick misses as Scumm ducks. X stumbles upon landing as Scumm bounces off the ropes. X turns around right into a Big Boot, taking him off his feet. X rolls under the ropes and stands up on the apron. Scumm bounces off the far ropes and comes charging with a Spear. He sends the Elite X Champion flying into the ring barrier side first.
Copeland: Triple X just had his quick offense flowing and now the wind has been literally taken out of him.
Cohen: The Elite X Champion has been deflated, but I wouldn’t necessarily be calling Johnny Scumm genius yet. Not when he has to get his opponent back into the ring to win the title.
Scumm looks from the ring to his opponent. At first he seems concerned, but then remembers what’s at stake and exits the ring. Scumm stands on the outside waiting for triple X to stand. He jumps around outside the ring and is really pumped up for his next move. X is to his feet and Scumm runs up from behind. Bulldog connects! Scumm is on the ground and is very pleased with how well he is doing. He hears the refs count and rolls in and out of the ring to break it. He grabs Triple X and drags him to the ring and rolls him in. Scumm slides in after and crawls for the cover. 1... 2... Triple X kicks out!
Connor: So close that was to crowning a second new champion here tonight.
Johnny grabs one of his opponents legs and kicks at it a couple of times. He then turns around and goes for a Figure Four Leg Lock. As his back is turned, Triple X uses his other foot and pushes Scumm away. Scumm turns back and bends over to grab X. Triple X again kicks his foot out and hits Scumm in the face, knocking him back. This allows him time to roll onto his feet. Scumm goes and hits X with a punch. The Elite X Champion fires back with a big right. Scumm with another punch. X blocks the punch and hits a spinning back kick into the gut of Scumm. X runs backwards into the ropes and Sunset Flips over Scumm. Scumm grabs the legs of X as he flys over and tries to flip him backwards onto the mat. He gets Triple X about halfway into the air before tucks forward and flips him and Scumm onto the mat, Yoshi Tonic! Triple X has Scumm pinned. 1... 2.... Scumm kicks out. Both men are slow getting up to their feet. Scumm runs towards X and goes for a Clothesline. X ducks the move. Scumm bounces back off the ropes. X turns around and hits a Samoan Drop! Triple X gets to his feet. Standing Moonsault connects on Scumm. X stands up and goes for a Shootingstar Press. It connects as well.
Copeland: X-Press! This could be over.
X with the cover. 1... 2..... Scumm just kicks out. Triple X looks exhausted but nods his head at the refs call. X lifts Scumm onto his feet. He grabs his head and moves behind Scumm. Triple X goes for the Adrenaline Rush. Scumm elbows out of it. He grabs X from behind and has him in a Half Nelson. Scumm then moves his foot forward and trips Scumm, face planting him in the process. Scumm doesn’t go for the cover and grabs the arm of his opponent as the crowd cheers. Scumm has Triple X in the LeBell Lock.
Copeland: Scumm has The Memory Loss locked in.
Cohen: Am I seeing this right Seabass? Are we looking at another new champion here tonight?
Scumm pulls back and really is trying to keep Triple X grounded. The crowd is loudly cheering on both men. X begins to will himself forward towards the ropes. Triple X nearly gets there when it looks like he may tap out. With one final lung, X makes it the the ropes. The ref starts to count and Scumm lets go before 4. Scumm grabs at his hair. He looks around at the audience all cheering loudly. He points to them and says he’s going to do it. He waits for his opponent to stand and runs at him. Scumm goes for the FaceBreaker! X grabs onto the ropes and Scumm falls flat on hit back. X flips forwards onto Scumm. Standing Houston Hangover.
Connor: Skyfall! Can Triple X capitalize?
Both men are down on the mat. X is the first to move and starts crawling towards Scumm. He reaches out and drapes an arm over Summ. 1... 2.... Scumm just kicks out. Both men lie still on the mat, the crowd cheering on. X starts to move crawl away from Scumm towards a corner. X uses the corner to help lift himself to his feet. Scumm is by the ropes and lifts himself to his feet. X hasn’t left the corner yet as Scumm charges at his opponent. X bends down and lifts Scumm over the ropes. Scumm lands on the apron and hits X from behind, causing him to hobble away from the corner. Scumm climbs onto the top rope and waits for X to turn. Scumm flys at him with a spear. X jumps and kicks his foot out. X-Rated side kick off the face of Scumm.
Copeland: Scumm is out cold.
X crawls over Scumm for the cover. 1... 2.... 3.
Anderson: Here is your winner and still Elite X Champion, Triple X!
The crowd cheers as Triple X slowly gets up to his feet. The ref hands the belt to the Triple X and he holds it up to the crowd. X climbs onto thr turnbuckle and the crowd starts chanting his name.
Copeland: An exciting contest by both men here tonight.
Connor: I couldn't agree more. Both men put on an impressive display, but Triple X pulled it out and now shows why he deserves to be where he's at.
Cohen: Because of what CC. He beat Johnny Scumm. Good effort or not, until Scumm defends against someone worth defending against I don't buy into him as champion.
Triple X leaves the ring and high fives some of the fans. He sees Scumm getting to his feet with the ref. Scumm looks up and Triple X claps and applauds his opponents effort. Scumm nods his head and raises his arm which gets some applause. Triple X heads up the ramp and continues to celebrate with the fans.
Harrys: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
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The sound of Beastie Boy’s Sabotage is playing, but there is no sign of Saboteur anywhere. The camera eventually cuts to backstage where a camera approaches a backstage dressing room. Arguing is heard and as the songs vocals kick in, Saboteur is seen flying through the wall, breaking the cheap structure of it. Through the other side of the hole we see Action Saxton.
Saxton: I said I was entering first Sucka. I won the spin the bottle, rock paper scissors, pin the tail on the donkey game.
Saxton exits the room through the door and grabs Saboteur.
Saxton: And next time use the god damn door.
Saxton throws Saboteur through the door and then slams it behind. He is about to leave when he hear his phone vibrating and goes to answer it.
Saxton:Yea momma it’s me. Look I have a match I need to do first. Yes... I will call you after. Or have somebody call my momma.
Saxton turns off the phone. We see Saboteur’s face through the hole as he appears to be pushing the wall. Saxton turns around and sees the wall falling towards him. Thinking he’s with momma and not some bad ass wrestling show, Saxton ducks down. Luckily, his body was in line with the hole in the wall as he slips through. Saxton stands up relieved until Saboteur runs up and knocks him back first onto the wall and the two start to exchange punches. A group of refs and backstage officials try to separate them. Saxton and Saboteur turn there attentions to them and start punching and kicking them off until they are all down. Saxton turns Saboteur and goes to high five him. Saboteur gives him a high five and gets a knee to the gut for his troubles. Saxton clubs the back of Saboteur and he pushes him down the hall. Saxton grabs Saboteur by the back and throws him into a door and pushes him into a room. It is the backstage catering room. People rush to get out of the way as Saboteur is sent flying towards the table. He puts his hands out and stops himself. Saxton walks up from behind as Saboteur grabs a bowl on the table.
Saboteur:Soup’s up bitch!
Saboteur throws the bowl of soup at Saxton’s face. Saxton is blinded by the soup as Saboteur climbs onto the table. He looks around and grabs a Salad Bowl off the table. He immediately regrets grabbing that, but it is too late as Saxton has wiped his face and turns around. Super Saboteur Flying Lariat! The Salad flys over Saxton’s face as they land. Saboteur takes a moment to stand and then starts flipping over the tables set up. He grabs one and adjusts the legs flat. He lifts the table up and turns around. Saxton is up and goes for Black Lightening Kick. Saboteur just pulls the table up over his face and Saxton breaks it into two. Saboteur throws the pieces on the ground.
Saboteur:No fair I was going to use that.
The punching and kicking strikes continue as they both battle out of the room and head towards the parking lot. Meanwhile in the parking lot, we see Armando Paradyse carry his ring gear as we walks towards the entrance door. He gets there and then stops.
Paradyse:This is it... I’m going to be on Kingdom Come. Maybe I won’t have a match, but I’m going to leave a lasting impression on everyone here tonight.
Paradyse goes to open the door. Before he can, the door swings open in his face and knocks him into a dumpster right beside the door. Saxton and Saboteur come battling out. Saxton pushes Saboteur against the dumpster and hits a few clean punches. Saxton back up and goes for a Roundhouse Kick. Saboteur ducks and Saxton ends up hitting a standing Paradyse. Saboteur grabs Saxton’s head and throws half his body over the dumpster. Saboteur grabs the lid and goes to slam it down. Saxton just moves out of the way, but the lid smashes the head of Paradyse, knocking him out inside the dumpster. Saxton and Saboteur move away from the dumpster into the middle of the lot. European Uppercut from Saboteur. Knife Edge Chop followed by Saxton. They do a series of strikes until...
Saxton:Car!
The two opponents move to opposite sides and allow the car to drive through. Once the car passes, Saboteur leaps at Saxton for a Stinger Splash. Saxton grabs him and throws him back onto his feet. Devastating Overhand Chop connects and puts Saboteur on his knees. Saxton goes for the Kung Fu Kick. Saboteur ducks underneath as Saxton spins around. Saboteur with a Double Leg takedown puts Saxton on the concrete. Saboteur Bell Claps Saxton in the head and then completes More Cowbell with a big headbutt. Saboteur leaves Saxton lying on the ground and exits the parking lot.
Saboteur enters a hallway and looks around to see how to get to the ring. Saxton opens the door from behind and knocks down Saboteur. He then picks him up and throws him down the hall. Saboteur runs into just about everyone and everything, stumbling around as Saxton follows striking from behind. They approach and elevator and as it opens Saxton grabs Saboteur and traps his arms. 10 consecutive Headbutts connect. Saboteur falls down into the elevator as the people riding it. Saxton casually walks in and pushes a button. Saxton stares ahead as the door closes. Security camera shows inside and Saboteur gets to his feet and starts punching Saxton.
Saxton:Hey yo fool. Quit that off.
Saboteur:Now why should I do that?
Saxton:Sucka we are on an elevator. You want us to get stuck or plummet to the bottom and miss our match. Shit that is going to get us in trouble.
Saboteur:Hmmm... you do make a persuasive argument.
Saboteur stands still and patiently waits to get to the upper level with Saxton while elevator music is playing. He turns to him.
Saxton:You know... I think I saw Paradyse earlier.
Saboteur:Want some gum?
Saxton:Ya sure brother.
Saboteur hands Saxton and stick. Action puts it in his mouth and chews it as the elevator door opens. Saxton walks out and Saboteur hits him from behind, knocking him into a metal fire extinguisher box, denting it,
Saboteur:Tri-Dent Bitch!
Saboteur throws the box at Saxton and starts stomping on him. Saboteur grabs the fire extinguisher and tries to fire it on Saxton. He can’t seem to get it started. Saboteur points it at himself and it has no effect. Saxton reaches up and pulls the safety pin out as Saboteur squeezes the handle. Smoke blows into Saboteur’s face, blinding him. Saboteur stumbles away as Saxton gets up and chases him. Saxton hits Saboteur from behind and pushes him down the hall. Saboteur falls to the floor in front if the door. Saxton looks to the door and sees that it is Jerry Jones’ office. Saxton turns the handle but the door is locked.
Saxton:Damn.
Saboteur gets up and slaps Saxton across the face. Saxton gets Saboteur backwards through a hallway door and the battle continues. Saboteur and Saxton are fighting in a hallway to skybox’s. Sabotuer knees Saxton in the gut to stop him and opens one of the doors. He goes to throw Saxton in, but then stops. Instead of regular fans or business folks, they see that the room is full of Action Saxton and Saboteur fans, all dressed up as the wrestlers.
Saxton Fan #1: Hey... you guys made it just in time.
Saboteur and Saxton stop the fight and fix themselves up. Saxton turns to Saboteur.
Saxton:Alright be cool.
Saxton and Saboteur walk in. Many of the box attendants stand up, making both men nervous.
Saboteur:You damn right we made it. Wouldn’t miss this for the world.
Saboteur Fan #1: All right that’s what we want to hear.
He slaps high five with the real Saboteur.
Saxton Fan #2: All right guys... beers are in the fridge and foods on the table. We got wings, nachos, chicken strips, and chocolate fondue. Please use one of the thongs.
Saxton and Sabotuer turn and nod to one and other. Saboteur leaps onto an open space on the couch and lifts his mask up to eat some nachos. Saxton raids the fridge and grabs four beer bottles. He tosses one to Saboteur and then polishes off the other three all at once.
Saxton:So brother tell me, what match are we at?
Saxton Fan #3: What match? Brother like we said you made it just in time. Saxton and Saboteur are supposed to start any minute now.
Saboteur chocks on his beer as Saxton speaks for him.
Saxton:What sucka. Saxton and Saboteur is on right now?
Saboteur Fan #2: Yea, they played Saboteur’s music, but they started brawling backstage. Camera lost them after they entered the upperdeck area.
Saxton:Alright man lets get this started.
Saxton swing and strikes Saboteur in the face.
Saboteur Fan #3: Oww man... why did you hit me.
Saxton:That’s not you. Sabo... where you at?
Saboteur:I’m right over here.
Saboteur stands up and knocks into a few Saxton’s, not getting any reaction from them. He finally bumps into the real Action Saxton.
Saboteur:What do we do man?
Saxton:Fool what do you think we do?
Saboteur pauses for a second.
Saboteur:Oh right.
Saboteur and Saxton start swinging at each other as the whole box has been divided into a Saxton and Saboteur sides. The fans starts throwing their food and booze at one and other and Saxton and Sabotuer continue to fight in the middle.
Copeland: A huge commotion has erupted in one of the skybox’s.
Cohen: Seabass I don’t think you’re going to believe this.
Saxton and Saboteur move towards the rail and both fall off and land on some empty seats under the skybox. The fans move around them and cheer loudly as they brawl through the crowd to get to the stairs. They get to the stairs and Saxtons goes for a big kick. Saboteur grabs the foot and pushes Saxton back down a flight of stairs. Saboteur hops onto the rail and slides down it. Baseball Slide connects of the face of Saxton knocking him to the ground. Saboteur picks Saxton up. He grabs Saxton by the head and has him set up for a DDT. Saxton pulls his head out and pulls his fist back. Megaton Punch Connects. Saboteur flies off the stairs and rolls all the way down them to the main level. Saxton follows close behind and grabs Sabotuer and carries him to the guard rail. Saxton throws Saboteur over and onto the concrete. Saxton hops over the rail as Saboteur tries to pull himself into the ring. Saxton rolls his opponent into the ring and slides in as the bell rings.
Connor: And this match is officially underway.
Copeland: Both competitors look exhausted from their backstage brawl. Let’s see how much either of them has left.
Saxton stands up in the ring and readies himself as Saboteur rises to his knees. Kung Fu Kick connects off the face of Saboteur. Saxton covers him. 1... 2... Saboteur kicks out. Saxton lifts Saboteur up to his feet. Saxton swings his arms around wildly and posses before raising his elbow up to strike. Saboteur grabs the head of Saxton and Snapmares him to the mat. He follows up with a kick to the back of the head. Saboteur bounces off the ropes and goes for the Death Blow. Saxton ducks down and just dodges to. Saxton stands up. Big Roundhouse Kick catches the face of Saboteur looking back. Saboteur spins on his feet and stays upright now facing away from Saxton. Saxton goes to grab him. Saboteur flips backwards. Pele Kick!
Copeland: GOOOOOOOOAL!
Saboteur crawls for the cover. 1... 2.... Saxton kicks out. Saboteur crawls towards the corner. He grabs onto the turnbuckle and lifts himself up. Tired, he looks to the crowd and nods his head. Saboteur climbs to the top rope as Saxton slowly gets to his feet. Saboteur waits for Saxton to turn and flys at him with a Super Saboteur! Saxton catches him in mid air and holds him there.
Cohen: Is Saxton really lifting someone?
Connor: Action Saxtons normal move set contains no lifting moves. It would seem Saxton has added a new move of two.
Saxton looks around wondering what he can do with him. He spots the turnbuckle and walks towards it. Saxton turns his back to it and slowly climbs up still holding onto Saboteur. Saxton is on the top rope and Saboteur tries to elbow out of it. Saxton looks to the audience and then jumps off, sending his opponents body crashing to the floor with Saxton’s elbow driving into the chest of Saboteur.
Cohen: Black Dynamite! This should be over.
Saxton rolls over wipes the sweat off his arms. He then rolls back over and covers Saboteur. 1... 2.... Saboteur kicks out! The crowd booms loudly in surprise as Saxton raises his arms up.
Cohen: Saxton is probably wondering what sucks screwed up the count.
Copeland: Both men are showing us how much each man wants to win this match.
Cohen: It’s starting to look better than seeing which man wanted to come out first.
Saxton stands Saboteur up. Knife Edge Chop across the chest followed by a Mongolian Chop. Saxton stands Saboteur straight up and spins around before delivering a punch. Saxton misses the punch. Saboteur has Saxton locked into a Sleeperhold from behind and then locks in a body scissors. Saxton tries to grab Saboteur and throw him off but to no avail. Saxton then thinks and spins around really fast trying to throw his opponent off. Saboteur holds on tightly as Saxton begins to wobble and slow down. Saxton looks drunk in the ring with Saboteur on his back and Saxton falls backwards landing on Saboteur. Saxton is on top as the ref goes to count the pin. 1... 2.... Saboteur just kicks out!
Connor: The near falls continue to come. I’m starting to wonder is these two could fight all night here at Kingdom Come.
Saxton lifts Saboteur to his feet and strikes him in the head. Saboteur surprises Saxton by punching back. Saboteur then hits a Bell Clap and goes for a headbutt. Saxton Backhand strikes as Saboteurs head moves forward. The two collide and Sabotuer falls back against the ropes as Saxton holds his hand. Saxton Irish Whips him across the ring. Saboteur bounces back. Saxton goes for Black Lightening. Saboteur Baseball slides under to avoid it. Saxton turns around and runs at Saboteur. Sabotuer pulls down the ropes and his opponent goes flying over top and crashes on the floor. Saboteur holds himself up by the ropes. He turns and points to a corner and has the crowd buzzing. Saboteur climbs onto the top rope and has his back facing Saxton on the outside.
Copeland: If he hits Airborne Assassin this could end the match.
Saboteur leaps backwards. Saboteur hits the ground as Saxton rolls out of the way. Saboteur appears out as Saxton stands up and looks down at his opponent.
Connor: Oh My God. Saboteur may be seriously injured.
Saxton tries to pick up Saboteur who acts very much like dead weight. Saxton drags Saboteur towards the ring and lifts him up and rolls him into the ring. He starts to climb onto the apron when he sees Saboteur roll over and use what’s left of his strength to crawl to the opposite ropes. Saxton shakes his head and then enters the ring.
Cohen: Saxton has Saboteur finished. The only thing stopping Saxton now is how bad does he want to injure his former friend.
Saboteur is by the ropes when Saxton enters the ring. Saxton swings his leg as he readies himself to finish off Saboteur. Saboteur stands up and turns around. Saxton runs. Black Lightening connects on the top rope as Saboteur just moves to the side of it. Saxton’s leg bounces off the top rope and then becomes entangled in the middle and bottom rope. Saxton tries to pull his foot out, but is really trapped in the ropes. A loud damn is heard from Saxton and he looks back at Saboteur in the ring. The two have a long stare off before Saxton nods and Saboteur does too. Saboteur bounces off the ropes and runs at Saxton. Death Blow Shinning Wizard connects. The blow knocks Saxton out and frees his leg. Saboteur with the cover. 1... 2... 3!
Harrys: Here is your winner, Saboteur!
The ref raises Saboteur's hand. Saboteur falls to the mat exhausted but from his body expressions appears very happy. He jumps around the ring clapping at the battle that he just survived.
Copeland: These two put friendship in the rearview mirror for entertainment in the months leading up to Kingdom Come. I don't think we will ever see a match like this in WZCW.
Cohen: You're telling me Seabass. These two couldn't even wait to get it started in the ring.
Connor: Both men showed how much damage they could take. You could tell both really took this match personally. Even going so far as to fighting over who would enter first.
Saboteur sees the ref helping Saxton. Saboteur pushes the ref to the side and lifts Saxton to his feet. Action Saxton doesn't look pleased and can be heard shouting damn a lot. Saboteur extends a hand out. Saxton looks around and then shakes it. The two get a round of applause as Saxton leaves the ring with Saboteur a few seconds behind as he continues to celebrate.
The camera cuts back to the ring in the centre of this magnificent arena.
"This is an unadvertised bonus!"
Blade comes out to the top of the ramp with a microphone in hand. He strolls down to the ramp and while he is getting booed, he seems genuinely happy to be here. He gets in the ring quickly and begins to speak.
"Blade looks happy to be here, even if it isn't to wrestle."
“As some of you may know, a combination of accumulated injuries and due to other aspects of my life that need tending to, I have to leave WZCW…”
The crowd boo with a tone of sadness rather than the usual hatred reserved for the Son of Destiny.
“You guys know me as well as I know myself at this point, so you all know this isn’t how I wanted to leave. But no matter how much you love your career and trust me when I say I love this, there are still more important things in life. Just when I was getting to the top, Destiny blindsided me with a slap in the face where issues came up in both my personal and professional life. I was offered bags of money to stick around, but my contract is up and I need to step away.”
While still disappointed, the crowd begin to applaud out of respect.
“I want to make it clear this isn’t me quitting, nor am I fired. This is a mutual separation of sorts and there are no hard feelings between me and the company. I know the door is always open for me here, and I truly appreciate that from the bottom of my heart. “
Blade takes a deep breath, the emotion on his face apparent.
“I want to thank the people who run this place from the top to the bottom who allowed me to do what I loved for these last few years. Thanks to every opponent I’ve ever had for sharing this adventure with me. Thank you to all the newer guys in the back who I’ve never had a chance to face but still listened to all my advice. Thanks to Karnage, Rush, Chris Beckford and Big Dave. While I have sometimes gone too far to get one over on them, those are the guys who really made me step it up to become as good as I am today. Titus, Burna, Reynolds, Showtime, Kurtesy, I respect the hell out of you guys even if it doesn’t always seem like it and appreciate the advice from you all over the years. And thank you to Scott Hammond and Mick Overlast for being great friends both inside and outside the ring.”
Blade pauses and takes a moment to look around at the capacity crowd who are chanting ‘Please don’t go!’ which makes him smile and almost start to well up.
“And because I’m a sucker for clichés, I saved thanking you guys for last. Whether you cheered me or booed me, you were always respectful and that means a lot. You’ve heard it a hundred times but we do this for you and in return, you guys give us everything you have. It’s an incredible mutual relationship, one unique to this industry and it’s something I will miss while I’m gone so again, thank you all… And with that… I’m out. Goodnight!”
Blade puts down the microphone and reciprocates the applause from the crowd. As he goes to exit the ring...
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"I'm sick of this guy!"
"I agree, why can't he let Blade have his moment?"
"Mick Overlast has done nothing wrong! And Blade is his mentor! He's just here to say goodbye."
He walks down to the ring and slides in as Blade looks on. Overlast slides into the ring, looking upset over the departure of his mentor.
“I’ll be honest, I’m going to be gutted to see you go buddy.”
He holds out and a hand, Blade shakes it and they embrace. Overlast raises Blade’s arm to a big ovation until he suddenly pulls Blade in and hits the Overlasting Impression! Overlast kneels down over the stunned Blade and picks up the microphone.
"Hey! That's not right!"
“No need to thank me, buddy. The pleasure was all mine.”
"Mick Overlast has just sent Blade off in the best possible way!"
He drops the mic and leaves to thunderous boos from the crowd, posing on his way up the ramp and smiling with an evil smile.
"Blade wanted a unique Kingdom Come moment but Mick Overlast just ruined it for him!"
A familiar music begins to play ominously in the background, signalling that a caged structure is being lowered to the ground. The crowd slowly goes from a small cheer to a large one as the audience members soon realise that Chamber is in fact lowering. The lights do a little dimmer than usual and spotlights go off like strike lights, emphasising what type of demonic match is coming up.
Connor:Kingdom Come's most scariest traditions is descending from the heavens and down to our level as we get ready for the King For a Day Elimination Chamber.
Cohen:I can honestly say that it has been a privilege to sit here in the past and call a match such as this. A match that I find very intriguing and I place in my top 5 favourite matches.
Copeland:Although entertaining to watch, this match changes lives and can shorten careers. The only memories we have of the Chamber that are positive are those who are able to walk out the winner and still standing as many memories involve falls that most people could not endure... and I have a feeling that we won't be avoiding them tonight.
Connor:We have EMT's and multiple staff members on hand for any mishaps that happen here and can access the chamber in a flash.
The Chamber is now firmly in place on the ground and the workers are doing their final checks before they make their leave. The crowd inside the stadium give off one massive cheer as the music to symbolise the construction of the Elimination Chamber is finally finished. The arena lights return to the norm and the crowd is very excited for this match, especially when Truman Harrys stands up and begins the introductions.
Harrys: The following contest is the ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH!
The crowd roars in approval, not allowing Harrys to speak for a few seconds.
Harrys: The rules of the contest are as follows: two men will enter the ring whilst four others will be locked inside one of these steel pods. The match will begin and at every five minute intervals, one competitor will be released from their pod and into the match. After all six men have entered, the last remaining superstar will be declared the winner and will receive the King For a Day briefcase that allows the winner a World Title shot at any time after Redemption up until Kingdom Come V!
The crowd cheers once more, this time a little less as the rules have confused some of our younger audience members who are having their parents or older folks explain the situation. We wait a few moments before the lights dim a little, to a point where its dark enough to see everything.
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The crowd erupts as the green and red strobe lights go off and Matt Tastic jumps onto the stage full of energy. He points his arms into the crowd and nods his head as he digs the audience. He walks down the ramp clapping the hands of fans before he gets near ringside, stopping at the steel structure and give it a once over.
Harrys: Introducing first, from Puerto Rico, weighing in at 225 pounds; MATT TASTIC!
Copeland:Tastic seems to be starting at a good position here. He doesn't have to start the match and he's the predicted favourite.
Tastic enters the structure and gets into the furtherest pod where the referee's lock him inside. Tastic smacks the glass to test its strength as the lights brighten up.
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The crowd boos as Bomb slowly walks out on stage, keeping his head down. When the screams of the vocalist hit the speakers, Bomb pumps his arms out and an explosion goes off behind him. He walks down the ramp with a serious look on his face, not taking his eyes of the structure. He does not hesitate as he gets inside.
Harrys: From the United Kingdom, weighing in at 261 pounds; BRAD BOMB!
Connor:Bomb looks pretty focused tonight: it looks like he's prepared his mind for the onslaught that is coming.
Bomb takes the second pod on the other side of the structure and forces the door closed, allowing the refs to lock him inside. Tastic and Bomb stare at one another for a moment before they look at the stage to who is next.
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The crowd continues to boo as Mr. Baller walks out with a crown atop his head, slightly arched towards the side as well as massive amounts of jewellery along with a staff. He walks out with a hip in his step and orders the crowd to bow down to him as he goes down the ramp.
Harrys: From Miami, Florida, weighing in at 220 pounds; "Your Highness" MR. BALLER!
Cohen:Everyone should be on their knees as a sign of respect to this man... and they should not jeer, it should be cheers. It's heresy I tell you!
Baller is forced to take off his royal gear by the referees and he reluctantly does so, throwing everything at them to catch. He then orders one of them to hold the ropes open so he can enter. He gets into the third pod and it seals shut.
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The crowd roars as the man known as Drake Callahan walks out but instead of his normal black-coloured gear, it has been changed to pink and yellow and is wearing a Fluttershy t-shirt along with a pinkish-purple dyed hair. He walks down the aisle, hoofing the air along with the music and enters the chamber.
Connor:What is he wearing?
Cohen:Fluttershy is his favourite pony, can't you see?
Connor:Flutterwho?
Harrys: From Ponyville, Equestria, weighing in at 215 pounds; DRAKE CALLAHAN!
He gets himself into the pod and sits inside, waiting for his entrance into the match. He looks at the other three who just stare at him weirdly and he smiles and waves at them. The entire arena then goes down to almost darkness.
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The crowd boos as the big man Rush makes his presence in the arena felt as a single spotlight is the only thing that is illuminated in the stadium. The spotlight follows him just a bit in front of him, making a silhouette for Rush that keeps his face in the dark as he walks down massaging his palms. He looks into the audience with a sickening smile as he enters into the ring.
Harrys: From Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 322 pounds; RUSH!
Copeland:Last time Rush appeared at Kingdom Come, he suffered a heart attack that took him out of the game for over two years...
Cohen:And he came back and survived a Last Man Standing with Blade, picking up the victory. Concerning Rush, you shouldn't worry about his own health.
Rush walks around in a circle in the ring, looking at every man in their pods before he takes position centre stage, waiting for the final man. The crowd know who it is and a small chant breaks out in anticipation.
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The crowd cheers as the politician walks out slowly to the see the crowd on their feet. He looks around the entire arena and a small smile appears on his face. He tosses his arms into the air as the heavy part of the song hits and fireworks come up from behind Constantine. He walks down to the ramp and takes in the structure before entering.
Harrys: And finally, from Washington D.C., weighing in at 265 pounds; CONSTANTINE!
Copeland:It seems Rush and The Power Trip will be starting off the proceedings here. A terrible spot to start but not impossible to win.
Connor:Now we finally see how John gets to function without Steven Holmes by his side: what his true colours are.
As Constantine steps into the chamber, the referee's behind him close the only entrance to the structure and lock it up with a padlock. As they begin double-checking all the other pods, Constantine moves slowly towards and the ring and enters it. Rush is still standing dominant and gives little breathing room for Constantine as he tries getting near the middle. The referee separates both men and waits for the signal on the outside. Rush and Constantine continue staring at each other as the four watch on from their pods; Callahan still sitting; Baller leaning on the glass with a smirk; Tastic warming up; and Bomb pacing in his pod. The referees give the signal and the match bell is rung by the official on the inside.
Copeland:Here we go!
Cohen:And the five minutes starts now!
Rush moves towards Constantine, towering over him as Constantine goes in the defensive and begins circling around Rush trying to avoid an attacks. Rush runs at Constantine due to annoyance and goes for an attack but Constantine ducks, immediately going for a chop block on the big man. There is little effect but it gives time for Constantine to hit another chop block. Rush staggers a little, allowing Constantine to run off the ropes and go a lariat. It connects but Rush isn't knocked down. He goes for another lariat but Rush counters with a big boot that knocks Constantine to the canvas. Rush shakes his leg trying to rid of the cobwebs as Constantine slowly gets up, shaking his head from the impact. Rush grabs the head of Constantine and knees him in the stomach along with a clubbing blow to the back. He then picks up Tine and whips him across the ring, catching him with a spinning sidewalk slam. He goes for the cover early on... 1... kick-out by Constantine. Rush smiles as he gets up to his feet, helping Constantine as well. He then spins Constantine around and throws him through the ropes to the steel meshing floor of the chamber. Constantine clutches his back as it took most of the hit as Rush steps over the ropes towards Constantine. He picks up Constantine slowly and then whips him into Tastic's pod. Rush smiles at Tastic and points to him. Matt just waves as he continues to wave as he brings Constantine over to the centre, looking to whip him into the caged walls. Constantine reverses the whip into a drop toe hold which Rush falls over from and goes face/chest first onto the floor. Rush holds his face as Constantine uses this time to attempt an STF. However, Rush is too fresh and hits a few elbow shots to Constantine's head to stop him.
Copeland:Both men looking for the early submission to end the other early.
Connor:The less competitors, the better... and it gives time for a break.
Constantine falls backwards and gives Rush breathing room as he gets to his feet. Rush slowly gets to his feet as well and turns around to see Constantine near the ropes. He runs at him, forgetting that Constantine is fresh and it allows John to back body drop Rush back into the ring. Constantine gets back into the ring as Rush gets up, allowing Constantine to hit a flowing DDT in the middle of the ring. He goes for a pin but only gets a 1 count. Constantine instantly mounts the big man and starts hitting mounted punches on Rush who tries covering up from the shots as best he can. Constantine stops for a second, allowing Rush to go unguarded as Constantine hits one big slobber-knocker. Rush holds his jaw as Constantine quickly switches behind Rush, getting enough time to lock in a sleeper hold with a leg vine around his body. Rush is nowhere near out at this point but the pressure of Constantine fades the big man fast. He is able to get to his knees and use the ropes to get to his feet, reversing Constantine into the corner. Constantine let's go as he hits the turnbuckle and Rush walks forward, clutching his head/neck. He walks forward, turns around and runs at Constantine looking for a splash. Constantine evades the contact at the last second, with Rush's head hitting Baller's pod on the way. Rush bounces off and Constantine quickly hits another chop block to knock the big man down, locking in an STF properly this time. Rush tries to escape and reach for the ropes but there is no use as they will not break the hold. He holds on as the lights dim in the arena and the spotlights flash at the pods with a countdown timer starting from five.
Cohen:Who's first?
5... 4... 3... 2... 1..... WAHHHHH!
The spotlights stop at Brad Bomb's cage which is opened immediately.
Copeland:Brad Bomb is the first out of his pod.
Cohen:This isn't looking too good for Constantine right now.
Bomb rushes out and quickly into the ring, breaking up the submission and attacking Constantine viciously with rights and lefts. Bomb stops the fury for a moment and allows Constantine to get up, enabling Bomb to get a dropkick on Constantine. Constantine staggers back and Bomb follows, whipping John across the ring and hits a belly-to-belly suplex on Constantine. Bomb goes for a quick cover... 1... 2... kick-out by Constantine. Bomb slaps the mat and looks over at Rush who is slowly recovering. Bomb goes over to Constantine, picks him up and puts him in the corner, using repeated chop on John, each one more devastating than the last. Constantine's chest turns red from the impacts as Bomb backs up and manages to successfully hit a stinger splash followed by another belly-to-belly suplex. Bomb stands up and sees Rush almost at his feet, going over to him and helping him up. Bomb and Rush exchange a few words and point over at Constantine who is stirring. Rush nods his head in agreement and he goes over to Constantine, picking him up along with Bomb. The two men then whip him across the ring, double teaming Constantine with a double spinebuster. Constantine clutches his back from the hit as Bomb goes down for the pin... 1... 2... kick-out again by Constantine. Rush picks up Constantine and the both of them throw him out of the ring. Bomb tells Rush to go out of the ring with him and Rush obliges, only for Bomb to backstab Rush as soon as he has one foot over the ropes: kicking the ropes to hit Rush in the groin area.
Connor:Well, that alliance didn't last long.
Cohen:I don't know whether that was a smart or a stupid move by Bomb.
Bomb goes to the nearest turnbuckle and goes to the second rope, hitting a crossbody off the turnbuckles to knock Rush down from the ropes. Both men crash in the ring with Bomb able to get the pin on Rush... 1... 2... kick-out by Rush. Frustrated, Bomb hits the canvas and complains to the referee. The referee shrugs at him saying he can't do anything. Bomb sees Constantine on the outside still recovering and shakes his head. He turns back to Rush who is stirring and delivers a few kicks to Rush. Bomb gets the big man close to the ropes and stands on him, using the ropes as extra leverage to put pressure on Rush's back. Rush feels the pain but does not scream in agony like most people as Bomb digs the heel of his shoes in Rush's back. He eventually gets off Rush as Constantine is almost to his feet and looks to enter back into the ring. He goes over to the ropes and grabs Constantine by the shoulder. Bad move as John grabs Bomb by the head and delivers a mean headbutt. Bomb backs off as Constantine enters the ring but comes back for more and Constantine hits another headbutt. A little dazed, Constantine uses this time to hit a vertical suplex on Bomb and goes for the cover... 1... 2... Bomb kicks out. Constantine slowly gets up as well as Bomb. Rush is using the ropes to also get to his feet, all three men saving as much energy as they can for the next encounter... which will come very shortly as the spotlights begin flickering again as the arena dims, initiating the count-down with the crowd chanting:
5... 4... 3... 2... 1..... WAHHHHH!
Cohen:Oh sweet Celestia.
The crowd roars as the spotlight lands on Drake but he is still in his comfortable sitting position. It takes a moment for Callahan to realise his pod has opened.
Cohen:And he isn't even ready!
At that moment, Callahan jumps up, runs out of the pod, launches himself onto the middle of the top rope and manages to pull off a Shooting Star Press onto Brad Bomb, the freshest of the three men.
Connor:What were you saying, Jack?
Copeland:Callahan is totally not ready.
Callahan is up and goes straight for Constantine who tries to hit Callahan with an attack but he ducks and manages to behind him and hit a falling reverse DDT to Constantine. Callahan is up and sees Rush poised to take him with a big boot but Drake easily rolls out of the way, hitting a low dropkick to Rush's already attacked knee. He drops to one knee and Callahan manages a snap DDT on the big man. He holds his leg and tries for a single leg boston crab but it is no use as Bomb is up and knocks down Callahan from attempting anything, saving Rush a second time in this match from a submission. The knock barrels Callahan threw the ropes and is on the outside area. Bomb follows after but Drake is up and hits a quick enzuigiri to the face of Bomb. He drops to one knee as Callahan falls for his finisher. He tries going for the Hangover but Bomb manages to hit a couple of shots to counter. Callahan backs off and hits a stiff couple of kicks to Bomb, hitting a running big boot to back Bomb off near Baller's pod. Callahan ascends to the top turnbuckle and jumps off, locking to hit a dropkick from one pod to another (virtually) but Bomb pushes off the glass and catches Callahan, priming him for the Detonator, slamming Callahan straight through the glass of an empty pod. The crowd chants "Holy Shit" as there is glass everywhere and Callahan is in a heap. Bomb manages to put an arm over Drake for a pin attempt... 1... 2... 3!
Harrys: Drake Callahan has been eliminated!
Cohen:Easy come, easy go.
Connor:Have a heart, Jack. Callahan just went through the glass and looks to be cut up. I see blood.
Cohen:Not my fault he decided to go high-risk for the entire match. That is what happens when you fail.
The cage door opens as a few referee's and an EMT come to the aid of Callahan, checking on him with one referee updating Bomb on his condition. Brad says he is fine and staggers towards the ropes, looking to get back into the ring as the staff look after Drake who is beginning to stir. Back in the ring, Bomb enters and Constantine is recovering, nearly to his feet. Rush looks to be on the ground not moving and Bomb looks to go for another pinfall. Suddenly, Rush grabs the throat of Bomb and chokes him. Bomb cannot do anything as Rush gets up with a hand around Bomb's neck, hitting a Double Handed Chokeslam onto Bomb. They hit the ground with a huge impact and Rush pins Bomb.... 1.... 2.... 3! Bomb kicks out at three but the referee declares a pinfall.
Cohen:What!?
Harrys: Brad Bomb has been eliminated!
Cohen:How can that happen? He just pinned Callahan?
Copeland:Rush's veteran experience allowed him to capitalise on the possum play.
Bomb is irate that he got eliminated and goes off at the referee. The ref said he is eliminated and there is nothing more. More refs from Drake's position come over to escort Bomb out of the match who is reluctant to do so. They manage to get Bomb and Callahan out of the chamber in one piece, closing the door shut behind them. Callahan is being helped out and Bomb shakes his head, walking up the ramp furiously. In the ring, Rush and Constantine are fully recovered but do not attack as the spotlights go off once more.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1..... WAHHHHH!
The lights show that Mr. Baller is the next one to be released and wishes for the crowd to bow to him as he enters the match slowly.
Cohen:Thank God: this match was getting really brutal. Maybe Baller can restore some integrity.
Copeland:That leaves us with Matt Tastic as the last imprisoned competitor.
Baller finally gets into the ring and he points at both John and Rush to bow down before their royal highness and asks them to kiss his rings. He does so with an arrogant air about him whilst Rush and Constantine just look at each other and shake their heads. Both men grab the hands of Baller but instead of kissing his rings, they whip him across the ring and press him into the air, allowing Baller to fly up and crash into the canvas below. Baller clutches his gut as Rush and Constantine turn on each other, both men hitting strike after strike. Constantine gets the upper hand and tries whipping Rush but again he reverses it to whip Constantine. Rush goes for a boot, Constantine ducks and runs into Baller who has just gotten up, hitting a lariat clothesline to knock him down. He continues on, rebounding off the ropes and Rush is there, waiting for John as he lifts him up and nails an Atomic Drop, followed up by a clothesline. He goes to capitalise but the fresh Baller is up and runs in front of Rush, running up the turnbuckles and hitting Whisper in the Wind. Rush gets knocked down as Constantine is gets to his feet. Baller sees this and is able to get off a dropsault, knocking Constantine back. Baller is quick to get up and hits a hurricanrana off the groggy Constantine, going for a pin... 1... 2... kick-out by Constantine. Baller turns his attention to the rising Rush, hitting him with a couple of elbows to the shoulder before locking in an armbar to keep the big man down. It works for a short while until Rush is able to get to his feet: the leverage to great for Baller to keep the hold locked in effectively. He let's go and tries a dropkick. Rush staggers back as Baller gets up, who runs at Rush but he is able to counter by picking up Baller for a bodyslam. Rush looks down at Baller and picks him up, delivering another bodyslam. He goes to give Baller a third but sees Constantine up and goes over to him. He kicks him in the stomach, picking up Constantine and bodyslamming him into Baller. Constantine rolls off as Rush pins Baller... 1... 2... kick-out.
Connor:Good series of slams there using Constantine's weight to crush Baller further.
Cohen:That's how Rush is operating: no-one else can match his power so why not use that to his advantage?
Rush is still on his knees with his hands on his hips, catching a breather as he gets to his feet. Although he has taken punishment, Baller is almost to his feet thanks to the use of the ropes. Rush goes towards Baller and throws him to the outside with Baller's body crashing into the metal flooring. Rush then eyes out Constantine who is having trouble getting to his feet. Rush kicks Constantine down and follows up with a standing elbow drop. He goes for the pin... 1... 2... kick-out by Constantine. Rush slowly gets up, guiding Constantine along as well. He kicks him in the gut and lifts Constantine for a stalling vertical suplex. He stands there for a while, keeping John in the air as the fans snapshot this moment for the strength of Rush. However, at that moment, Baller can be seen in the corner ascending the turnbuckles and quickly jumps off, hitting a crossbody that covers both Rush and Constantine. All three men crash to the canvas with an applause from the crowd as Baller covers Constantine... 1... 2... kick-out. He goes for Rush... 1... 2... power-off by Rush, sending Baller aback. Baller does not appreciate this show of strength and goes after Rush, getting a headlock on. This does not prove to be effect as Rush is able to get to his feet. However, before Rush can counter, Baller hits a swinging neckbreaker from his position and leverage, taking down the big man. He goes for another cover... 1... 2... kick-out by Baller. His highness begins to lose stamina as he stops for a second to catch his breath before after Rush once more. Another headlock is able to bait Rush into getting up to remove the submission, allowing Baller to hit a jumping DDT. Another cover and again another 2 count.
Cohen:Baller has total control of this match, taking apart the two weakest competitors limb by limb.
Copeland:I wouldn't count on that strategy continuing as we haven't heard that countdown timer for a while.
Sure enough, the countdown timers hits and we see Tastic all amped up to enter the match. Baller knows exactly what is about to happen and does his best to get in front of Tastic's pod door in time.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1..... WAHHHHH!
Tastic's door opens as Baller gets in a position to attack. Baller runs into the pod to attack Tastic but Matt waits there and the two brawl with each other inside the pods. The crowd is loving the fight as they continue with Baller getting the upper hand. He grabs the head of Tastic and goes to smack him into the steel walls but Tastic reverses and smashes Baller's head in. He pushes him back, trying to create some distance but Baller recovers quickly and runs at Tastic, prompting Matt to deliver a flapjack where Baller crashes into pod glass but it does not break. Tastic exits the pod and manages to re-close the door, leaving Baller inside. As soon as Baller recovers and realises, he tries opening the door but Tastic prevents him and begins taunting. Baller cannot exit and demands Tastic opens the door. Matt laughs and turns around, keeping the door closed. To his dismay, he sees a recovered Rush lining him up and runs at Tastic. He goes for a big boot but Tastic ducks and Rush's leg goes straight through the pod glass. Baller sees a chance to open the door but he instead smashes Rush's leg into one of the steel beams supporting the pod, further injuring his leg. Rush pulls his leg out and drops to the floor holding his leg; thankfully without the bleeding.
Copeland:Did you see Rush's leg go through that pod glass? I hope his leg isn't broken.
Connor:He should be lucky the glass didn't pierce his skin.
Baller finally escapes the pod but Tastic greets him with a dropkick, sending him back into the pod again. Tastic closes the door again and the positions Rush in a way that blocks the door for Baller. He laughs and turns around, seeing Constantine basically recovered as he has been ignored for the past couple of minutes. Tastic ascends to the top quickly and jumps off with a clothesline. Constantine catches Tastic however and hits him with his fallaway slam. Tastic clutches his back as he gets up, almost beating Constantine to his feet. Tastic goes for a strike but John ducks and tries locking in a sleeper hold. Tastic is too fresh however and easily slips out of the hold, running off the ropes to hit a clothesline, knocking down Constantine. John tries getting up but Tastic runs off the ropes again and manages a running neckbreaker. Tastic covers... 1... 2... kick-out. As Tastic gets up, we see Baller doing his best to escape the pod again, barking at Rush to move who is still recovering. Tastic is up on his feet and gets Constantine, throwing him to the outside. Tastic exits the ring and picks up Constantine, whipping Constantine straight into the steel mesh walls. Constantine hits it and falls down on his back. Tastic smiles as he looks around the crowd and begins ascending the walls. The crowd cheers and are on their feet as Tastic gets high enough, pumps his fist in the air and hits a modified Treble Boost. At the last second, Constantine moves out of the way and Tastic eats nothing but cold, hard steel. Matt writhes in pain as Constantine slowly goes to the ropes.
Cohen:And that's what happens when you take stupid risks: you crash and burn. Play it safe, guys.
Connor:I'm amazed at the resiliency of Constantine. He and Rush are still managing to keep up.
We switch to Baller who has finally found a way out by smashing the glass down, delivering a few shots to Rush for not moving before going after the fallen Tastic. He enters the ring only to exit the ring again, pinning Tastic... 1... 2... kick-out by Matt. Baller cannot believe it and stands up, waving his hands at Tastic to not even bother with him. He turns his attention to Constantine, getting him into the ring. He positions Constantine, turns 180 and hits a standing moonsault for good measure. He connects and goes for a pinfall... 1... 2... kick-out. Baller shakes his head and cannot understand it. He decides to ascend the turnbuckles and re-position himself, jumping off to hit a leg drop from the top on Constantine..... 1.............. 2..................... kick-out. Baller is almost irate as he cannot believe John is still in this thing. He almost runs out of ideas until he turns behind him and looks at the pod. He licks his lips as he ascends the turnbuckles and then ascends onto the top of the pod. Baller then tells the fans to bow down to him as he positions himself, launching off to hit the Buzzerbeater... but again, Constantine has the wherewithal to move with Baller hitting nothing but canvas. This sparks a huge reaction and people begin chanting "holy shit" once more. Baller is barely moving from the fall as Constantine slowly crawls towards Baller
Copeland:My God! Baller just took a huge fall... almost 16 feet!
Cohen:Someone get a medic for Baller, he might be gone.
Constantine lays an arm across Baller ... 1... 2... 3!
Harrys: Mr. Baller has been eliminated!
Cohen:In normal circumstances, I'd be furious here but Baller needed to be eliminated. He needs medical attention.
Connor:This structure is getting very dangerous and I fear it is getting worse.
The door has opened and EMT's and referee's are at the aid of Baller, helping him out of the structure as soon as possible. Although Baller has been hated for most of his career, the crowd is on their feet as soon as Baller is put on a stretcher and slowly taken out of the ring, who lifts up his pinky finger to show that he is okay. Some crowd members even bow down as well as Baller is taken out. As soon as Baller is taken out, the three men in the ring slowly begin to recover with Tastic being the first one to his feet. He shakes off the cobwebs from his neck before he enters the ring. Rush is next to his feet and also enters the ring. Constantine is still on his knees and seeks refuge in the corner. Tastic goes after Rush and hits him with a quick judo sweep, taking out the injured leg of Rush. Tastic then grabs the leg and hits a DDT, causing further pain for the big man. Tastic tries to capitalise by using a leg submission but Tastic is too little and not strong enough to do anything damaging so he leaves Rush and goes straight for Constantine. He picks up John and gets him in his signature Twisted-T move, nailing it on Constantine. He goes for the cover... 1... 2... kick-out again by Constantine. Tastic shakes his head and contemplates for a moment as to what he could do to take either man out. His thoughts are stopped however as Rush is using the ropes to get up so Tastic by default goes after Rush. As Tastic goes to target Rush, he gets kicked in the gut by the big man and immediately gets lifted up. Rush turns 180 and hits the Rushing Powerbomb (without the running due to his leg injury), where Tastic hits the steel floor on the outside whilst Rush remains inside the ring. Rush crawls through the ropes and pins Tastic... 1... 2... 3!
Harrys: Matt Tastic has been eliminated!
Connor: Rush hit that bomb out of nowhere just to eliminate Tastic. An almost sickening thud to the back of Tastic's head.
Cohen: One too many crashes into that steel for Matt unfortunately and he's now out.
We see staff members help Tastic get out of the ring, getting another stretcher to help him out as soon as possible to keep the action going. Matt is able to wave to the fans in his slight consciousness as he is escorted out. The fans appreciate Tastic's efforts in the match and then focus their attention on Constantine and Rush doing their best to get up. Both of them eventually make it to their feet and turn around to stare at each other. Rush holds his leg as Constantine clutches his stomach and his head.
Copeland:And we are left with two competitor's ladies and gentlemen: the first two to start off the match are the last two to end it. Only one man can walk out with the prize.
Constantine goes to lock-up with Rush but the big man hits him with a strike. John retaliates with his own hit. The two men then go back and forth slowly with the crowd booing and cheering at the appropriate times. They keep going until Rush gets the upper hand and hits Constantine with a big hit, knocking him back. Rush grabs Constantine and kicks the back of his knee, making him kneel. Rush hooks an arm around Constantine's neck and begins a series of clubbing blows across the chest. As the crowd reluctantly counts along, Rush reaches to ten before he stops and Constantine drops. Rush picks up John and manages to get him in the Torture Rack submission. Constantine is almost helpless as Rush locks in the submission tight, squeezing the life out of Constantine. However, the leg of Rush gives way and is forced to drop Constantine to recover. John manages to drop down near the ropes and uses them to stay standing. Rush shakes his leg and then goes over to Constantine, trying to pull him into the centre but Constantine manages to pull Rush to the outside, over the top rope. Rush drops to the floor as Constantine waits for Rush. As he gets up, he goes to kick Rush but he catches it and tries to lift Constantine up again into the Torture Rack. Constantine is able to counter out of the move before it is locked in this time and manages to hit the Collateral Damage on Rush, bouncing Rush into the steel walls. Constantine manages to use the momentum of Rush bouncing off to throw him back into the ring. John slowly follows Rush back into the ring who is tries to get to his feet. Constantine, with final bit of strength, manages to hit the Axis of Evil on Rush in the centre of the ring and drapes an arm across the body of Rush... 1... 2... 3!
The crowd goes absolutely wild as the bell finally rings and the referee raises the hand of Constantine, who is completely drained of energy. The ref checks on both men as the two of them lay in the centre of the ring.
Harrys: Here is your winner and the 2012 King For a Day winner; CONSTANTINE!
Copeland:John did it! Constantine won the Elimination Chamber and has received the contract to face the World champion any time after Redemption!
Connor:An excellent performance by both men to outlast everyone in this match and make it to the final moments. Win or lose; both men earned this moment.
Cohen:It's a shame for Rush but he did phenomenal tonight. Congratulations to John for the win.
Constantine has finally managed to get to his knees and is breathing very heavy. The ref raises his hand one more time and the crowd roars in approval, applauding both men. He gets to his feet and slowly exits the ring, raising his arm into the air. Rush is starting to stir and referee's check on his conditions.
We cut to the locker-room of one Professor Steven Kurtesy. He is sat, legs folded in an Indian sitting style. He is meditating, attempting to relax himself ahead of the biggest match of his life. Silence rules in the room thought the fans are cheering loudly. Then the door handle can be heard turning and one of Kurtesy’s eyes pops open to peer at the door. Then the other opens as he recognises the person stood before him.
Kurtesy: What do you want?
In steps Celeste Crimson. She is ready in her ring gear while Kurtesy has his backstage attire.
Celeste: I just wanted to make sure you were ready for tonight.
Kurtesy raises an eyebrow to question her thinking.
Kurtesy: Of course I’m ready, we’re at Kingdom Come. We’ve reached the pinnacle and I for one await the chance to go in front of that crowd and retain my championship.
Celeste: You mention the word pinnacle, well remember that there’s a long way down from the top of the mountain. Burna will be just as ready as you are, keep that in mind.
Kurtesy: Are you trying to suggest that Ty is more prepared than I?
Celeste: Well let’s face it Steven, he’s been here before. He walked out of KC with that championship around his waist last year and he’s capable of doing it again. And while we’re at it, you’re not really anything more than a paper champion anyway.
Kurtesy’s eyes widen in surprise and shock at these comments. The fans boo mercilessly.
Celeste: You got it when it was a hot potato and got lucky against Barbosa at the Lottery. You’re doomed.
Seething, Kurtesy’s calm mental preparation is practically destroyed as the “submission queen’s" harsh words.
Kurtesy: How dare you! I am the WZCW World Heavyweight Champion not because I “got lucky”, but because I am the best wrestler alive today...
The crowd cheers those thoughts. Kurtesy continues.
Kurtesy: ...and you my dear will watch just like these fans here in Texas, and you shall witness not the complete reign of darkness, but the victory of the pure. I am Professor Steven Kurtesy and I am walking out of this arena still the World Heavyweight Champion.
Kurtesy storms off, perhaps to calm himself and collect his thoughts. The camera goes shows Celeste, grinning from ear-to-ear, happy with the motivation she has just provided.
Harrys: The following match is scheduled for TWO falls. The first fall will decide who is the WZCW EurAsian Champion. The second fall will crown a new number one contender for the WZCW Heavyweight Championship!
Showtime appears on the stage, a determined look on his face. He walks across the huge stage to the left and signals out to the fans. He mirrors that and does the same to the right hand side, The crowd seem really appreciative of the gesture and a crowd chant of “Showtime” begins to circulate.
Connor: One has to think that, of all the competitors, Showtime has the advantage. He is a former Kingdom Come main event competitor and Lethal Lottery winner. He knows what it takes to get through high-importance and long haul matches.
Copeland:You may be right, Cat. But let's not forget that he has never did what Barbosa has did. He has never been the World Champion.
Cohen:We'll see how long that lasts after Redemption, ladies.
Harrys: Introducing first, weighing in at 213 pounds... “Showtime” David Cougar!
Showtime gets to the ring and immediately climbs the steps. He looks resolutely stern in his features and as he bounces off the ropes, he looks up at the ramp.
Barbosa emerges from behind the curtain. He looks unsure of his mood but there seems to be something different about him. He seems motivated and driven as he stomps down to the ring, each step a signal to Showtime in the middle of the ring. He does not allow his eyes to shift from the sight of Showtime in the ring as he nears the ring.
Harrys: And now introducing, weighing in at 237 pounds... Barbosa!
Cohen: This is my pick for both falls. He's been to the mountain top. He knows how sweet the nipple of success is and he wants to taste it more than anything.
Copeland:The same can be said of anyone in this match, Jack. None of these guys have been failures in any regard. They are the best we have to offer.
Connor: I have to agree with, Seabass. All three of these men know how important this match is. There is no doubt in my mind that we are going to see three men go for this one.
Soul Of The Shadow hits as Barbosa enters the ring, circling around Showtime. Both men in the ring stop for a second as Dragon appears on the stage, the EurAsian Championship draped over his shoulder elegantly. Dragon looks around the vast arena as he casts away his trademark cigarette. He takes one last look at the crowd and begins walking down the huge Kingdom Come ramp.
Harrys: And introducing finally... Weighing in at 180 pounds... He is the EurAsian Champion... Black Dragon!
Cohen:Here we have the man with most to lose in this match.
Copeland:But Dragon also has the most to fight for, Jack. That is going to be a strong motivation for him heading into this. He is the only one fighting to keep something.
Black Dragon finally enters the ring and with that, the tense stare-down between the three men can get under way. The crowd are on there feet and the loud cheers of sheer anticipation can be heard over everything. All three men size each other up before the referee holds up the EurAsian Championship in the middle of the ring. He lowers it and walks to the edge of the ring. He hands the Championship that is to be contested for off to a stage-hand and signals for the bell. Immediately, Barbosa launches an attack on Black Dragon and is quickly joined by Showtime as both men try to dethrone the Champion in the early sta ges of the match. Dragon tries his best to put up a good fight but he is quickly overpowered as Showtime and Barbosa land heavy punches to his head and chest. Dragon is forced down to one knee as the alliance between Barbosa and Showtime begins to dominate the masked competitor. Showtime urges Barbosa to pick up the Champion and whip him across the ring. Barbosa obliges after some hesitation. Showtime smiles Barbosa runs across the ring after Dragon and nails him, in the corner, with a heavy clothesline. Barbosa turns around and is nailed with a tremendous lariat from the golden-haired “Showtime”. Show immediately covers Barbosa but Barbosa simply kicks out and rises to his feet. Barbosa looks at Showtime, fully aware that the truce they had in the early goings of the match is now lost. There is a ripple of tension that swells throughout the crowd as both men stare-down the other. From nowhere, Dragon, appears and takes Barbosa to the canvas with a beautiful dropkick.
Cohen:I think that sets the tone for the rest of this match.
Connor:Which could be trouble for everyone involved in this match. It will be hard to tie down any real momentum when you don't know where the next hit is going to come from.
Showtime senses an opportunity to take the fight back to Dragon and runs at him as he is rising to his feet. However, the wily EurAsian Champion is ready for the attack and drops Showtime to the canvas with a drop-toe hold. Dragon continues the assault with some stiff forearms to the back of Showtime's head as he pivots around and onto the back of his opponent. In the corner, Barbosa is still recovering from the unexpected dropkick as Cougar struggles to get back to his feet. Dragon looks is the picture of danger though, as he continues to land heavy shot after heavy shot to Cougar. Sensing that he is in some trouble, Showtime slides out of the ring and lands on the unforgiving stone floor some feet below. The crowd launch an assault on the hearing as they begin cheering loudly for the EurAsian Champion and his efforts. Barbosa though, is not amongst those cheering. He begins an assault on the unexpectant Dragon as he drives him into the corner with some heavy chops to the chest. Dragon attempts to fight his way out with a shot of his own, catching Barbosa by surprise. This moment of uncertainty proves to be telling as Dragon begins to fight his way out of the corner, landing a few kicks and punches to the retreating Barbosa. With some time to spare, Dragon launches himself off the ropes and looks to inflict some punishment on the challenger to his Championship. Barbosa seems to have a sixth sense for Dragon's attacks tonight and lands a beautiful Samoan drop that takes Dragon to the canvas. Barbosa is quickly is on top of his opponent and looking to secure the Championship quickly. After a count of two, Dragon gets a shoulder up and the match continues.
Copeland:A near fall there for Barbosa, who looks eager to get ahead early in this match.
Cohen: This match is chaos.
Both men quickly rise to their feet and it is, again, Barbosa who gets the upper hand when he takes Dragon down with a scoop slam. Barbosa takes some time to incite the crowd's intrigue as he begins to stalk his opponent. Barbosa gets down into his opponent's face and then attempts to lock in the Bipolar Disorder. There is a struggle in the middle of the ring as Barbosa looks to win the first fall in a matter of moments. The crowd are resolutely on the fence as Black Dragon struggles to hold onto his Championship. Showtime finally lifts his head above the apron and notices the struggle going on in the ring and quickly slides under the bottom rope. He nails Barbosa with a falling punch to his unprotected face that breaks the submission attempt. Showtime drags Barbosa over to the corner of the ring and begins to stomp furiously on the torso of the bipolar superstar. He picks Barbosa up, after finishing his brutal attack and attempts to whip Barbosa into the ropes. Barbosa manages to reverse the Irish whip and instead whips Showtime into the ropes. Barbosa is not ready for the blonde-haired superstar's return though as he eventually lands a beautiful lariat to the throat of the unhinged challenger. He quickly picks up Barbosa and attempts to continue his attack. Barbosa manages to mount some offence this time as he rallies back with some punches of his own. Showtime tries to land another lariat but Barbosa ducks under the flailing arm and nails Showtime with a swinging neckbreaker. Barbosa shoots right to his feet and gives a hearty laugh in the direction of Showtime. Black Dragon is back on his feet however, much to the annoyance of Barbosa, who cannot seem to lock down any serious offence. Barbosa moves over to Dragon, who immediately hits Barbosa with an unexpected roundhouse kick and follows up with Shades Of Gray. The crowd bursts into life once more as Barbosa gets a taste of his own medicine.
Cohen:Shades Of Gray! This could be it right here!
Copeland:We've seen that end so many matches in WZCW. This could be another on the growing list.
Showtime is groggy after his brush with Barbosa but realises the danger of the match slipping out of his grasp. He quickly gets to his feet and launches himself into the mass of humanity with a fist flying in the direction of the Champion. Dragon is caught by Show's offensive and immediately springs to his feet, where an agitated Showtime is waiting for him. Both men share a moment of deep contemplation as they stare-down the other with Barbosa seemingly incapacitated on the canvas. Dragon looks keen to restart his attack on Barbosa and takes a moment to look down at his fallen challenger. Showtime is quick to take advantage of this elementary mistake, however, and hits Dragon with a fine enziguri kick that sends the Champion through the ropes and onto the floor below. Barbosa struggles to his feet as Showtime looks down onto the floor below. Dragon looks to have taken a bad fall but any concern, or lack thereof, for the Champion's well-being are quickly wiped from his mind as Barbosa begins an attack on the Kingdom Come 3 main event superstar. Barbosa and Showtime begin to trade stiff shots as both men look to land the EurAsian Championship. Somewhat surprisingly for the crowd, it is the unstable superstar that begins to gain momentum with every shot. He attempts one final devastating blow to Showtime but Show manages to duck under his arm. He Irish whips Barbosa into the corner but Barbosa springs back out and hits Show with a magnificently executed running knee to the jaw. Barbosa slowly climbs to his feet, the back and forth nature of this match is taking it's toll now. Picking Showtime up once more, he pulls him by the hair to the corner. Step after step, Barbosa and Showtime get higher and higher up the turnbuckle. Barbosa gives a s****** to the crowd and signals that the end of the first fall is nigh. However, there seems to be a struggle brewing and without much warning, Barbosa falls prey to the Final Act. The crowd do not know what to make of this revelation as both men lie motionless on the canvas.
Connor:Oh my goodness, this match is going to kill someone. One fall is not worth this level of effort, surely?
Cohen:In what world, Cat? These guys are WZCW superstars and they'll give anything to get to the top of the mountain.
Barbosa slowly but surely begins to roll towards the ropes, seeking some refuge from any further attacks. In the other corner, Showtime seems a little dazed as he uses the bottom rope to get back to his vertical basis. Showtime hoists himself towards Barbosa when suddenly, Dragon launches himself back into the action with a springboard dropkick from outside of the ring and hits Showtime flush. The crowd explode with joy as Dragon waits for Showtime to get back to his feet and, upon rushing at Dragon, is ejected from the match with an intelligent drop of the shoulder from the Champion and his own momentum taking him to the stone floor below. Dragon immediately focuses his attack on Barbosa now, a fire has been started in his stomach as he now gains control of the match and the destination of his championship. He waits for the unstable superstar to begin getting to his feet, knowing that it is a race against time until Showtime is back in the match. Slowly but surely, Barbosa begins to pull himself up, not realising that Dragon is waiting for him. Barbosa finally manages to get himself vertical again but is suddenly met with Darkness Falls! The crowd cannot contain their excitement as Dragon slowly crawls on top of the man with many personalities. Showtime notices the furore in ring as he makes an attempt to stop the count, the referee counts... 1... 2... 3!
Cohen:Unreal!
Harrys: Here is the winner of the first fall and still EurAsian Champion... Black Dragon!
Copeland:There you have it, folks! Black Dragon has remained the EurAsian Champion and now he will look to walk away with it all!
Cohen:He looks good for that now, Seabass.
Showtime cannot believe what has just happened. He looks down at the Dragon, who is holding one arm up in the air. Quickly, Showtime is on his EurAsian Champion. He launches into a scathing attack as he unleashes his fury of Dragon taking the win after he did a lot of the hard work. Stiff shot after stiff shot rains down on Dragon as Showtime's face turns into a picture of frustration and anger. Dragon is helpless as Showtime continues his assault as he gets to his feet, sneering as he does so. Showtime runs off of the far away ropes and hits Dragon with a baseball slide that sends Dragon flying out of the ring and onto the floor once again. He quickly climbs on top of Barbosa, who has remained motionless through the full assault on Dragon. The referee counts the fall.1...2... Kick out! Barbosa manages to roll a shoulder out, just when many people in the audience thought the match was over. Showtime immediately gets to his knees, a look of sheer rage plastered all over his face. His features are bright red in frustration as he looks down at Barbosa, who is beginning to come round from his attack earlier in the match. Showtime rallies and gets to his feet. He mouths something towards Barbosa and picks him up by the hair. The referee pleads with Showtime to let go of his hair as Show seems to be in another universe entirely. The referee intervenes as Showtime tugs on the short hair of Barbosa, blatantly disregarding the rules of the match and the official. The referee gets in between the two men and the hold on Barbosa is broken. Showtime immediately pushes past the official, only to be met with the Doppelgänger from Barbosa. The crowd utterly explodes with excitement as Barbosa and Showtime lie motionless on the canvas. There is a silent exasperation around the crowd as Barbosa eventually begins to stir. With a final stretch of his arm, Barbosa covers his opponent. 1... 2...
Connor:This one is over quickly!
With that, Black Dragon launches himself through the middle rope and lands a heavy smash to the back of Barbosa's head. The crowd cannot believe what they are seeing. Some of them have their hands up in the air in celebration already, certain that the match was over. Dragon quickly gains control of the match as Barbosa continues to rue his luck in the match. Dragon pulls Barbosa to his feet and lands a few excellently placed kicks and punches to the body of his opponent. Dragon looks to be in control of the match now, as he sends Barbosa into the ropes and upon his return nails him with a snap suplex. The crowd cheer loudly as Dragon remains in position to cover the unhinged superstar. 1... 2... Barbosa rolls a shoulder out with no time to spare. Dragon gets to his feet with no hesitation and quickly plans the continuation of his attack on Barbosa. With Showtime still on the canvas nearby, Dragon looks at both men before settling on Barbosa for his attack. He picks up The Ultimate Inmate and attempts to Irish whip him into the far away ropes. Barbosa, however, has plans to change the momentum of this match and manages to reverse the situation, sending Dragon careening into the ropes instead. Dragon looks expectant and is ready to launch a running attack of his own until Showtime throws a hand out that connects with Dragon's leg. Dragon loses his balance and stumbles into the welcoming arms of Barbosa who immediately lands the Doppelgänger once again. The crowd cannot believe their eyes as Barbosa quickly, this time, gets into a pinning predicament. 1... 2... 3!
Cohen:IT'S OVER! BARBOSA HAS DONE IT!
Harrys: Here is your winner and new number one contender for the WZCW Heavyweight Championship... Barbo-
Connor:Not so fast, Jack!
Barbosa is already on his feet, both of his hands held high in the air on his own accord. The referee is waving his arms in the air behind Barbosa, which is missed by the celebrating the former unstable World Champion. The referee makes a dash for the apron as he signals for Truman Harrys to come towards him. The referee and the announcer have a brief discussion as Barbosa finally becomes aware of the situation going on behind him. He walks over to the referee, who immediately sends him away as he continues to talk to Harrys at ringside. A moment later, the announcer takes up the microphone again and begins to speak.
Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has informed that his count of 3 will be overturned as Black Dragon had his leg on the bottom rope. The second fall will continue until the conclusion.
Copeland:What a turnaround! Barbosa has been to Hell and is night back in this match, It really isn't his night tonight.
Barbosa is absolutely furious. His mind seems absolutely wrecked by the sudden shift from adulation and celebration to disappointment and anger. He goes over to Dragon and pulls his right foot from the bottom rope. He begins mercilessly stomping on the aforementioned leg, as if hoping that by detaching it from it's owner, that the decision would somehow stand. Barbosa lands a few more stomps and then becomes more erratic, landing stomps to the full body of Black Dragon, each shot seeming to be more cathartic than the last. Barbosa continues landing shots to Dragon as the assault continues. After a while, Barbosa backs off, throwing his arms out to the side in frustration and anger, his temperament is worsening by the minute. A sick smile begins to crawl across the features of the former King For A Day as a plot begins to formulate. Almost immediately, he is crouched down, waiting for Black Dragon to get to his feet. Dragon is unresponsive though, and a frustrated Barbosa is not willing to wait for him to rise. Barbosa begins pulling Dragon up but Dragon throws his hands out and tosses Barbosa backwards. The Ultimate Inmate staggers backwards, only to be met with a recuperated Showtime Cougar, who nails him with Backstage. The crowd go wild at the sight of Showtime and even more so at his offensive. He quickly crawls on top of Barbosa, hoping to put the match to bed. 1... 2... Kick out! Barbosa somehow manages to get a shoulder off of the canvas with absolutely no time to spare.
Connor:I cannot believe what I am seeing. These three men are warriors. It has been up and down, back and forth.
Barbosa slowly but surely rolls out of the ring as Showtime slowly rises to his feet, the exertions of the match now finally coming to the front of everyone's minds. The crowd gather their thoughts once more as the race between Black Dragon and Showtime to get to their feet first becomes a tightly contested race. On the referee's count of 8, both men are on their feet and quickly launch into throwing stiff shots at one another. The crowd do not know who to cheer or boo for as each man takes a turn at volleying a forearm to the other man's face. Eventually, it is Black Dragon who begins to take control as he lands a quick spinning elbow to the jaw of his opponent. He quickly manoeuvres into position and takes Showtime down with a snap neckbreaker. The crowd holds it's collective breath as Dragon gets on top of his opponent and looks for the cover. However, it is only a count of 2 for the EurAsian Champion as Showtime rolls out a shoulder. Dragon gets to his feet, consciously thinking that he has to take advantage of the one-on-one situation whilst he has it. He hoists Showtime to his feet and looks to take him down with a standing side slam. Showtime, however, has other plans and pulls at the mask of the current Champion. Dragon panics and drops Showtime as fixes his covering. Showtime wastes no time in recuperating and launching an attack of his own. After a few knife-edge chops, Showtime whips Dragon into the corner and follows up with a beautiful running dropkick that folds Dragon up. The crumpled body of the EurAsian Champion tumbles through the ropes and onto the floor below. With only one man in the ring, the referee begins his count. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5...
Cohen:This is it, surely?
Showtime is almost certain of his win. He hods one of his hands behind his head, nursing an injury from earlier in the match. He looks out at Dragon, who is clutching his stomach in agony as he yells. The referee continues his count as both Dragon and Barbosa are on the outside. 6... 7... 8...
Copeland:You could be right, Jack!
Showtime mounts the turnbuckle and allows a wry smile to cross his face as he sneers down at Black Dragon, who is desperately trying to get to his feet and save the match. It is clear to Showtime, however, that he is not going to make it. Showtime puts his hands in the air as the referee goes to continue his count. That is until Barbosa rills under the bottom rope from behind Showtime. Show, who is too consumed with watching Dragon, doesn't the former King For A Day and only realises that something is wrong when the “9” doesn't come from the referee. Showtime turns around quickly, just as Barbosa runs at him. Barbosa is merciless and tosses Showtime from the top rope. Showtime tumbles to the ground, landing directly on his neck. The referee is worried as Barbosa rolls under the bottom rope and begins an attack on both men on the outside. He nails Dragon with a great combo, starting with a heavy knee to his chin and following up with a running bulldog. Showtime lies motionless on the floor with swarms of officials around him. One referee, obviously worried about Showtime puts his arms up in an “X” fashion, to signal that he is not all right. Meanwhile, Barbosa continues the savage display on his opponent, landing vicious blow after vicious blow to Dragon. Dragon tries to cover up but the demented competitor attacking him will not relent. Barbosa's features seem to have shifted to an altogether more sinister look as he allows his frustrations to boil over into a loud and blood-curdling scream at Dragon.
Connor:I simply cannot believe what I am seeing here tonight. Barbosa has blown a fuse. There is no way it is safe to get in the ring with him now.
Cohen:It was never safe to get into the ring with that man. He has serious issues.
Barbosa moves around the ring now, making an approach to the side of the commentator's table. The look in his eyes could be mistaken for sheer possession as one of the referee's tries to calm him down. With a shrug of his shoulders, Barbosa tosses the referee out of the way before grabbing the EurAsian Championship from it's position. He slowly and methodically walks back around the ring, waiting for Dragon to get back to his feet. He waits for the Champion to rise, with intent on hitting him with his own Championship. Dragon slowly rises, unaware of the deranged weapon-wielding individual behind him. As he turns around, Barbosa runs at him, putting all of his remaining power and effort into the strike that connects with Dragon's skull. A loud crack goes around the arena as Dragon hits the floor once more, blood beginning to creep out of the bottom of his mask. Barbosa drops the belt immediately and is soon cornered by referees. One referee runs over to Truman Harrys and whispers in his ear.
Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, due to Barbosa assaulting an official and making use of an illegal weapon, he has been banned for the second fall!
Copeland:Well the odds just got a Hell of a lot better for Dragon and Showtime.
Cohen:Barbosa has blown his opportunity. He might live to regret that decision.
Connor:I doubt it was a conscious decision, Jack. He's clearly gone insane. Beyond control.
Barbosa has completely lost it, his emotions are all over the place as some of the braver officials try to usher him away from ringside. More security and officials run down the ramp as Barbosa stares down the existing ones. His eyes tell a story as he turns away, making his way slowly up the ramp. He walks backwards up the ramp, staring at the decimation that lies in his wake. He allows a smile shake of his head to happen before turning away and stomping up the ramp. Referees follow him as he rounds the curtain and out of sight. On the outside of the ring, Dragon is slowly beginning to stir. Blood is still pouring from under his mask and he seems groggy. Showtime has still not moved since landing on his neck from the turnbuckle. A stretcher is called for the former World Champion as fans put their hands to their faces, unsure of what the future holds for Showtime. As the emergency team arrives, a shock happens. Showtime's hand shoots up into the air, there is life in him yet. He slowly begins to turn on his side as the referees and medical officials try to help him. He uses one of them for leverage as he attempts to get one his feet. Finally, he pulls on the apron, allowing himself to get back onto shaky feet and under the bottom rope. There is a stunned silence as Dragon joins him, both men lying on their backs in the middle of the ring. A huge cheer goes around now, as both men struggle to get to their feet. They throw one arm around the other, using each other to regain their vertical basis. Both men are exhausted and can barely stand. But then, a right from Showtime hits the mark and is slowly followed up by a right hand from Dragon. The two men rally back and forth, picking up the pace with each passing shot. Dragon attempts to nail Showtime with a spinning kick but his leg is too slow.. Showtime manages to dodge the attack and takes Dragon to canvas, locking in the Commercial Break after some struggle.
Cohen:This is insane. This match has taken so much out of everyone. It is a mystery to me how Showtime can even pull on the legs of Dragon!
Dragon yells in agony as the hold takes away use of his legs. He tries and tries to pull himself across the ring and to the safety of the bottom rope. Outside of the ring, fans urge him to make it there. People hold their hands over their eyes or yell to make their feelings heard. In the middle of the ring, Dragon is in trouble. Yells of pain echo around the arena as Showtime levers the hold in even further, putting everything he has left in the depleted energy tank to use. He pulls and pulls on the legs of Dragon as he stretches out a hand once more. He is mere inches from the bottom rope as Showtime struggles to keep the hold locked in. With one final pull on Dragon's legs, Showtime arches his back into a contorted angle and Dragon is helpless. The referee urges Dragon for an answer to his question.
Referee:Do you want to give up?
Cohen:What a silly question!
There is silence as Dragon lies motionless now. His eyes are glazed over and he is unresponsive to any attention. Showtime holds the lock in for longer, hoping that Dragon has faded. Hoping that pain threshold of the Champion has been breached. The referee holds up Dragon's hands and allows it to fall. The Champion is completely incapacitated. The referee gets to his feet and signals for the bell.
Connor:This one, finally, is over!
Copeland: And what a war we had on our hands. So many talking points to get through. But all we know now is that Black Dragon is still the EurAsian Champion and Showtime is the new number one contender!
Harrys: Here is your winner by way of submission... And new Number 1 contender for the WZCW Heavyweight Championship... Showtime David Cougar!
Showtime finally releases the hold and stumbles forward, dropping to his knees and raising his arms up high in victory. The ref raises his arm as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to the result. Showtime stands up and climbs up to the second turnbuckle, celebrating his victory as Dragon remains motionless in the center of the ring. EMT's and trainers begin to run down to the ring to check on Dragon, and Showtime steps off the turnbuckle. The medical staff quickly but carefully get Dragon out of the ring and onto a stretcher. Showtime climbs out of the ring and grabs the Eurasian Championship from the ringside assistant, quickly walking over to where Dragon is strapped in. The trainers and EMT's warn Showtime to stay away but Showtime shoves past them. He raises the Eurasian Title high into the air before draping it gently across Dragon, a sign of respect as the crowd cheers loudly.
Copeland: A rare showing of respect from Showtime Cougar.
Cohen:What does he care? He's won the right to be the next one to challenge for the world title!
Connor:That being said, Showtime has shown a lot of class with this gesture.
The EMT's begin to roll Black Dragon out as Showtime watches on, clapping along with the crowd.
We are in the back when we cut to Leon Kensworth dressed to impress with his suit and bow-tie. He smiles broadly before speaking into the microphone.
Leon: It’s a pleasure to be here in Arlington, Texas for Kingdom Come IV, and it’s an even bigger pleasure to be joined by the 2012 King for a Day; John Constantine. Mr. Constantine...
Staggering in, still somewhat exhausted and drained, Constantine enters to a loud roar. He smiles, nodding.
Constantine: Leon.
Leon: So Mr. Constantine, what does it feel like to have earned yourself and opportunity at the World’s Heavyweight Champion at any time for up to the next Kingdom Come?
Constantine: It’s an amazing feeling to walk out there and prove that I am the true king of WZC...
Constantine stops and stares. Leon follows his eye-line and backs out of the shot as a slow, deliberate clap can be heard. Enter Steven Holmes. “The Elite” has an ever so smarmy look on his face.
Constantine: What do you want Holmes?
Holmes: My dear Constantine is that anyway to greet a friend such as myself?
Constantine: Well then “friend”, what do you want?
Holmes: I just came to offer you my warmest and dearest congratulations and to tell you that come the end of the evening, while you celebrate you’re supposed superiority; I will be the only man the world will be talking about...and Big Dave of course. You see, you can call yourself a King here in WZCW all you like but that doesn’t make it so. I am a King in life and in WZCW, and I shall make that apparent this evening with my bloody, brutal victory over Dave. It’s time for me to cast my shadow over you once more.
Holmes snickers away and a sour look crosses Constantine’s face. Just as it seems we’re finished and Constantine goes to turn, Holmes’ voice is heard off camera.
Holmes: Oh and before I forget...
Constantine turns, then he stretches his arms out, ready to catch something; his King for a Day briefcase.
Holmes: Enjoy your petty “moment”.
Holmes’ snide laughter echoes in the halls of Cowboys Stadium as Constantine grits his teeth and shakes his head.
Big Dave makes his way out from the back, a serious tone across his face. The crowd cheers loudly as Big Dave stares out at the crowd before nodding his head towards them. He begins walking down the ramp but suddenly the cheers turn to boos as Steven Holmes and John Constantine attack Big Dave from behind! Dave is sent sprawling down the ramp as Holmes and Constantine pounce on their prey. Constantine positions Dave, lifting him up and with assistance from Holmes, delivers a spiked piledriver, dropping Dave neck first onto the entrance ramp! Gordito and Titus are already out of the ring and go to fend off Constantine and Holmes but it's too late as the damage has been done. The crowd showers boos down around the Elite X Champion and his ally as they walk back up the ramp with smug looks on their faces as Dave remains motionless on the ramp.
Copeland:What in the blue hell was that all about? They had no business in this match Cohen!
Cohen:They wanted to finish what they started Seabass. Meltdown 66 they didn't completely eliminate Dave. Tonight however, they have taken out the former World Champion, and I love it!
Barbosa suddenly comes storming out from the back, the WZCW World Heavyweight Championship hanging from his grasp as he brushes past Holmes and Constantine. The diabolical duo exit to the back as Barbosa stomps his way down the ramp. He stops as he looks down at Big Dave, the World Title dangling right above Dave's face. Barbosa cracks a sick grin as he suddenly delivers a heavy stomp to Big Dave's chest before quickly rushing to the ring and sliding in. Gordito and Titus follow, entering the ring as well. A referee checking on Dave runs over to Harrys and whispers something to him. Meanwhile medics have places Dave on a stretcher, gently securing a neck brace on Big Dave before rolling him up the ramp. The crowd claps as Big Dave remains motionless on the ramp, his eyes open however. Attention turns back to Harrys as he speaks:
Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, due to injury Big Dave will not be able to compete tonight. There fore it will be a three way elimination match between Gordito, Titus, and your new WZCW World Heavyweight Champion, BARBOSA!!!!!!!!
Saxton and Holmes are in a grapple struggle in the middle of the ring, but Saxton is quickly deflated by a kick to the gut from Holmes. Holmes uses this opportunity and quickly turns it into an Imperial Impaler! Saxton hits the mat hard as Holmes is hunched over him on the ground. He looks up and pushes his hair back. The crowd boos him heavily as he smiles. Holmes grabs Saxton’s arm and drags him over to the ropes. Suddenly the lights go rather dim. A video begins playing on the titantron. This causes everyone in the ring to cease what they are doing.
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Unknown Man:A crime has been committed.
The video shows a large bulletin board, full of pictures of several WZCW superstars. Above them all is a large bold word, “Suspects.”
Unknown Man:The truth must be revealed.
The video shows a man in a Sherlock outfit looking at the board with a corncob pipe sticking out of his shadowed face.
Unknown Man:I have come to wrong the rights.
The man in the video begins to take down pictures and discards them to the floor,slowly eliminating the pictures on the board to a select few.
Unknown Man:Justice must be served!
The video goes black as the man dressed as Sherlock comes out onto the entrance stage. The lights in the arena are still dim as a musty blue light shines on him. His hat shadows his face as a small spotlight suddenly shines down on the ring. It begins changing from superstar to superstar. They all look confused as each one in the ring gets spot lighted. The speed of the spotlight begins to slowdown as the unknown man raises a mic to his mouth.
Unknown Man:The culprit is…
The camera shows Holmes as the spotlight stops on him. Holmes looks at the unknown man with a curious look. There is something about this man that Holmes can’t figure out. Suddenly the countdown begins on the screen.
The Sherlock threads are shed as Big Dave reveals himself as the mysterious detective! The crowd loses it as Big Dave holds the mic to his mouth. Holmes mouth is ajar as he looks at Big Dave in fear.
Dave:The culprit is you!
Dave drops the mic and runs towards the ring. Holmes quickly runs to the backside and slides under the ropes. He attempts to hop over the barricade, but it is too late! Dave has already caught his leg before he can get over it! Dave grabs Holmes and delivers a pumphandle suplex on the outside mat! The crowd cheers Dave as he quickly mounts Holmes and doesn’t let up the assault.
Cohen:He is an animal!
Copeland:I don’t believe it! Big Dave is back and he has made Steven Holmes his target!
Connors:He hasn’t even officially entered into the match yet, but he is giving Holmes the beating of his life!
Dave picks up Holmes and slams his head on to the announcer’s table. Holmes grabs his head in pain as Dave grabs his hair and throws him into the ring. Holmes rolls in and bumbles his way to his feet. He finds that his ally, Constantine, has finally re-entered the ring. He frantically tells Constantine to take out Dave, but Constantine is still recovering from previous wounds. Dave slides into the ring as Holmes turns around and is scared out of his wits. Dave runs towards Holmes and leaps up for a dropkick! Holmes dodges like a coward and Constantine stumbles into the devastating maneuver! We see Constantine fly over the ropes and into the outside mat!
Copeland:Holmes just allowed his ally, Constantine, to be eliminated instead of him!
Cohen:It is for the greater good, Seabass!
Dave looks out at Constantine as the crowd cheers. He turns around and begins walking towards Holmes, who is scooting backwards on his butt and trying to get away from Dave.
Ty is looking at Showtime and Dave is looking at Holmes. They begin backing up and stop abruptly when the two of them bump backs together. They both swiftly turn around and realize that they are the only two left. Ty points at himself and says something to Dave, which Dave negatively shakes his head at and points at himself. Ty responds by grabbing Dave’s arm and thrusting his own shoulder into Dave’s shoulder. Dave drops to his knees, but Ty quickly makes him rise to his feet. Another shoulder to shoulder encounter occurs and Dave once again drops to his knees. Once again, Ty brings him to his feet. They meet shoulders again and Dave drops to his knees. Ty releases the arm hold grapples Dave’s head. He picks him up and successfully performs a brainbuster! Dave is sent hard into the mat and he grips his head in pain!
Connors:So far, Ty has been dominant and looks like he could win this thing.
Copeland:These two men have to be both tired, but you have to be impressed with Ty Burna in particular. He came in as #7 and has bull dozed his way into the final two of 30 different superstars.
Cohen:Finally, you see what I see!
Ty grabs Dave’s head and slowly drags him to his feet. He pulls him over to the ropes and props him up. Dave now has his back against the top rope as Ty steps back from him. Ty signals for a Consecrated Banishment as the crowd boos heavily. He steps forward and lifts his leg, but Dave moves out of the way and Ty misses the move! Ty’s right leg is now stuck on the top rope as Dave quickly recovers and runs over to Ty. He lifts Ty’s other leg and flips him over the ropes. Ty frantically grabs on to the top rope as one of his feet graze the outside mat. The referee signals that he is still good as the crowd is now in a full on chant of “Big Dave!” Dave pulls Ty up from the ropes and grapples the head of WZCW’s co-owner and sends his back hard into the inside ring mat as he executes a suplex! Ty grips his back in pain as the crowd erupts even more. Dave gets to his feet as Ty also slowly rises. Dave steps back and gets in a ready position. Ty finally gets to his feet as Dave steps up and hooks his arm around Ty. Checking Out! Dave hits his finisher as the crowd goes wild!
Cohen:No! This is not good!
Connors:Talk about turning the tides! Big Dave is now back on top!
Copeland:He is one toss away from main eventing Kingdom Come!
Dave plays to the crowd as he jumps up and down in the ring. The crowd is fully behind him as everyone is standing on their feet. However, the celebration is soured as Dave notices that someone is now standing on the outside apron. Holmes has returned and is pointing and yelling at Dave.
Copeland:What the hell is he doing back here?
Dave walks over to the Holmes, but Holmes immediately jumps off of the apron and onto the mat. Dave extends his arm out and points at Holmes, telling him to leave ringside. Holmes snarls at him and then suddenly jumps up and grabs Dave’s arm. The crowd becomes crazy as Holmes attempts to pull Dave out of the ring. Dave pushes on the top rope as he tries to remain inside of the ring. Meanwhile, Ty is slowly making his way to his feet. Dave notices this and begins shaking his arm, trying to get Holmes to relinquish the hold. Ty is now at his knees as he shakes out the cob webs. Dave’s face is red from pulling back his arm. Holmes grits his teeth in anger as he continues to pull. The crowd is deafening as they are extremely excited about the current situation. Ty is now on one knee! Dave is slowly regaining his footing inside of the ring as he is actually lifting Holmes up. Holmes screams as he refuses to let go! Ty is now at his feet! With one quick jerk, Dave whips Holmes off his arm and grips it in pain as he turns around! The crowd jumps up in excitement over Dave’s triumph. But that moment is short lived! Ty pump kicks his leg and a Consecrated Banishment lands in the face of Dave. The impact sends Dave staggering back and into the ropes. His feet lift up from underneath him as he begins spiraling backwards. The entire crowd gasps as Dave flips over the ropes and lands hard onto the outside mat! The referee looks at Dave and then signals for the bell!
Holmes holds onto X in an inverted position as the crowd boos him heavily. Finally, he drops to his knees and executes his finisher, the Imperial Impaler! X’s head hits hard on the mat as he is now sprawled out. Holmes goes for the cover,
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Holmes stands up and yells at the referee to sound the bell and call the DQ! The referee looks down at Holmes, then at Dave, then at the roaring crowd. He proceeds to turn around towards the announcer’s booth, but instead of calling for the bell, he puts his hands behind his back and whistles into the air casually. Miraculously, the crowd becomes even louder!
Holmes’ face turns blood red as he runs over to where Dave is and begins swinging at him from over the top rope. Dave watches him from below as he smiles and takes a few steps back. Holmes is absolutely furious as Dave begins to slowly walk up the entrance ramp. All of this has camouflaged a crawling X who has made his way behind a fuming Holmes. A quick hook in-between the legs and Holmes feels his feet escape from underneath him. His back hits the mat as his legs curl over his torso, preventing him from escaping his position.
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Anderson: Here is your winner, and new WZCW Elite “X” Champion, Triple X!
X pulls away from the roll-up as the crowd is jumping up and down. Holmes rolls onto his stomach as he clinches his hair in disbelief. We see the ref bringing X the belt as he grabs it and exits the ring underneath the bottom rope. He jumps up onto the barricade and dives into the crowd while clenching the WZCW Elite Championship to his chest!
Connor:Oh my gosh! Cohen , can you believe this? Cohen? Can you speak?!?
We see a shocked Cohen sitting at the announcer's table. Holmes is staring at the entrance ramp as Dave smiles and exits through the back.
Holmes appears at the top of the ramp with the contract in hand. He walks down slowly, with a sour glare on his face. As he gets in the ring, he ignores any offer from Reynolds to get in the ring and instead goes in on the other side. He places the contract on the table and snatches a mic from ringside.
“Here I am in a zoo in the middle of nowhere, in front the ringleader monkey here and I have to sign up for the biggest match of the year, right here, right now? I should be able to do this from the comfort of my home office in my mansion!”
“Well Dave arranged for it to be done here and said he was looking forward to appearing once more in front of the fans.”
“Well Dave is going to be saying much after Kingdom Come and his days of arranging anything besides wheelchairs races with Ace are going to come to an end. Get him out here and let’s get this out of the way!”
Dave’s music gets a loud pop but the man himself doesn’t appear. Holmes is seething as it appears Dave is wasting his time. When the lights come back on, Dave is in the ring.
“What’s the meaning of this? Reynolds, if you are behind this!”
Holmes gets in Austin’s face. Austin smiles and replies calmly.
“Holmesy, I’m just here to make sure that this passes without incident. I want to see you two go into Kingdom Come 100%. Steven, look behind you.”
Holmes turns slowly and Dave is in his face. The crowd are going mental at the staredown and are rabid as they expect Dave to throw the first punch but Austin gets in between the two. Holmes scarpers but Dave just keeps staring. Austin whispers to him, gestures to the contract and he sits down. Eventually Holmes enters the ring. Dave takes Austin’s mic.
“Steven Holmes, you’ve taken months off my career. You cost me the World Heavyweight Championship and at Kingdom Come, I’m going to pay you back tenfold. You will be fortunate to have a career left once I am done with you. I’m going to stain the streets of Dallas, Texas with your blood, sweat and tears.”
“This match is when I wake up from the nightmare that you started at All or Nothing.”
“Stop talking Dave.”
“I’m just giving you fair warning.”
“I don’t need fair warning. I’ve already taken you out once and cost your lifes’ dream. Thrashing you within an inch of your life at Kingdom Come and finally ending your career in the middle of the ring will be my greatest achievement.”
Dave goes to sign the contract but hesitates.
“A normal match isn’t good enough. This isn’t going to contain us. This isn't going to give me redemption for your action. This normal match won't be enough. It's Kingdom Come. Let's make it something suitable for the occasion."
"So let's make this right. Let’s make this No Holds Barred.”
The crowd pop massively for that suggestion.
“Dave, are you serious? That’s crazy.”
“I’m just thinking that we get to beat each all over the stadium and the referee is only there to make the decision.”
Holmes shakes his head. Dave continues.
”No count outs Steven.” Holmes is unshaken.
"Why on earth should I? What possible motivation do I have to agree to this stipulation! I know I can end you in a one on one match. Why would I subject myself to facing you in a match that suits you."
”No disqualifications.” Holmes tips his head. “You can damn near kill me if you have to.”
Holmes gets out of his seat and looks as if he is getting out of the ring. He has a look of concern on his face. He stares at Dave who returns his glare with a fierce determination.
“You don't scare me Dave. I've killed your career once, I can do it.
Holmes eventually nods and signs the contract.
That seems quite agreeable.”
Dave then signs the contract. They barely look at the paper as they sign as their eyes stay locked. Holmes gets in Dave's trying to start something. He pushes Dave away gently talking smack to him the whole time but Dave stands firm before pushing him hard back towards the ropes. Holmes throws a punch but fakes, not actually hitting it. Dave in unflinching and ends up daring Holmes to follow through with it. Dave pushes Holmes away again and as he comes Dave looks to throw a punch but Holmes stays by the ropes and exits the ring, not seeking any more contact and audibly telling him that he is looking forward to ending him at Kingdom Come. Dave climbs the turnbuckle and responds with a pointed finger before firing up the crowd some more.
Dave rises to his feet as K.O. charges right at the former Full House Dave. He eats a clothesline for his troubles. They repeat the process a second and third time. By the forth, Dave has upgraded his offence to a powerslam. He yells, feeling a whole lot better and seeking to launch his comeback. K.O. climbs to his feet, but walks right into the catatonic backbreaker. Rather than go for a cover, Dave wants to complete the big comeback and signals for the ultimate end; the Stamp of Authority! He ushers the winded, confused and startled K.O. to his feet, where he turns him around for the big finish. However just as he gets him onto his shoulders, a dark presence enters the arena; Steven Holmes. Dave looks surprisingly pleased with this and believes the result shall be the same as Blade’s fate on Ascension last time round. Holmes on the other hand looks unmoved, and even offers a smarmy smirk. Concerned, Dave delays the finisher, buying K.O. enough time to sneak off of his back. He spins Dave around, kicks him in the gut and executes a swift, if not sloppy, Butterfly Effect. K.O. makes the cover. 1...2...3! Holmes grins wildly, starting to make his way into the ring.
Harrys: Here is your winner; Chris K.O.!
Copeland: I can’t believe it! Dave was just about to win the match when Holmes’ appearance cost him.
Cohen: Yes and it seems our favourite Englishman has something else planned also.
K.O. slides out of the ring, still celebrating this big win for him, but wary that Holmes is deeply unstable. Meanwhile, Dave is crawling towards the corner, still bewildered. He puts his hand out to grab the turnbuckles for leverage when a shiny object strikes his wrist. Scratch that, the object wraps around his wrist. He glances at it; handcuffs! Holmes has wrapped one end to Dave’s wrist and quickly wraps the other end around the steel post Dave smashed into earlier. There is concern in Dave’s eyes as he is in real trouble here. Sliding into the ring, Holmes has a vast, sinister grin. He slips off his jacket and folds it neatly, delicately, taking his time to prepare for what is to come.
Copeland: I don’t like the looks of this at all.
Dipping into his trouser pocket, Holmes pulls something shiny out. Whatever it is it’s dangerous, and that’s apparent as Dave who is trying to free himself and attack Holmes’ concern grows. Holmes sticks his fingers into what can now be confirmed as brass knuckles. His grin now escalating into a brutal laughter that would make any man’s skin crawl. Dave attempts to dodge the first swing, and while Holmes does not connect on the temple, he still strikes with enough force to cause visible damage. A chunk of Dave’s flesh is missing and in its place is a slowly rising claret. Holmes strikes again, but with a cleaner punch. Still he does not connect with the full fist, enraging him. It’s third time lucky however as the third is clean and brutal. The crowd is booing mercilessly with nothing but hatred ringing out. Dave tries to slump to the ground but the handcuffs hold him up. Holmes holds Dave’s near unconscious head up in order to execute an even more devastating forth strike. He repeats the process over and over, not stopping for anything. Many in the audience are stunned as Dave’s face is engulfed by a mass of red.
Copeland: Where are the officials? The other wrestlers? Why does no one stop this? DAMMIT STOP IT!
Cohen: Holmes has deep pockets and we already speculated that Ty would assist in Dave’s demise in any way possible Seabass.
Completely out of his mind, Holmes’s strikes are more sloppy though no less sinister. The look on his face is pure insanity. It appears that Dave may even...die in the ring until a figure sprints into the ring; John Constantine. He spins Holmes around before he can land what may as well be a death blow. Constantine stares right into Holmes’ eyes. The two “allies” audibly yell at one –another.
Constantine: What on earth is wrong with you? What happened to you?
Holmes’ face drops from its’ blissfully joyous state to one of anger, perhaps ready to strike Constantine, but instead he verbally responds.
Holmes: What has happened to me? My dear John, what has happened to you? You were once a war machine built to destroy and conquer much like myself, only my direction was much better than yours. I steered you towards the path of greatness that you deserve to be on. No you question me. If I knew anything, I’d say I see fear in your eyes. You fear that I may kill Dave right here in the ring. Well I shan’t. I will save the final blow, the curtain call for Kingdom Come. Save your sympathy for then.
The following match is scheduled for one fall.....
"Boy oh boy!!"
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“To say I’m hyped for this in an understatement of Elite proportion.”
There is a mixed reaction as the orchestra begins the piece. They understand both what it means and what is coming up. When Steven Holmes makes his way out onto the stage as the orchestra build to their crescendo, he stands at the top of the ramp, admires their work and rubs his hands with pleasure as he ignores the thunderous shower of boos of the jam-packed stadium. Holmes disrobes at the top of the stage to reveal fully bandaged forearms and thick kneepads. He sweeps down to ringside full of pomp and arrogance while the orchestra sweeps through the iconic tune and by the time he gets in the ring, he bows gracefully to them. When the music ends, it is the sign for 100,000 fans to show their feelings to Holmes who seems peaceful and at ease with his surroundings despite the negativity.
“And does he look ready. Holmes looks in spectacular shape”
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“And this man looks prepared to dole out some serious vengeance!”
“Dave looks like a badass in that protective mask.”
“Holmes is going to rip that off and cause him some serious pain.”
Big Dave’s music begins to a roar that only gets louder when he finally appears at the top of the stage. Dave is wearing the same outfit that he wore at the Lethal Lottery and his new mask. He pauses before pointing with an accusing finger at Holmes. He tears down the ramp and Holmes scatters outside of the ring. Dave glares at him before going to pose on the turnbuckle for his fans. Truman Harrys enters the ring.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the No Holds Barred grudge match! In the corner to my left from Buckingham, England, he weighed in tonight at 235 lbs, he is The Elite Steven Holmes!!”
Boos rain down on him but he seems to be bathing in it and enjoying the moment.
“And to my right, from London, England, he weighed in at 268 lbs, he is the former WZCW World Heavyweight Champion, Big Dave!!!”
“This match has been brewing since All or Nothing and now it is set to explode on the biggest stage in WZCW history.”
“To call this a blood feud demeans everything that is about to happen. This will not be for the faint of heart.”
The crowd roar with delight and as Holmes rolls into the ring. Dave is instantly on the prowl, circling around him even before the bell rings. When it does, Dave looks to dive in but Holmes fires off a kick. Dave is unperturbed and tackles Holmes down to the mat with all his might. Dave punches at him fiercely and Holmes can only cover up. They roll into the ropes, Dave gets caught up and Holmes falls outside. Holmes backs away from the ring, shocked but he gets dropped as Dave comes flying over the ropes!! Holmes gets battered by a combination of Dave’s mask and his entire furious 268 pound frame. The capacity crowd roar in appreciation and it draws Dave to his feet in remarkable speed.
“Big Dave is a machine!”
“Unsurprisingly this has started at 100 miles an hour!”
Holmes tries to crawl away but Dave is after him quickly. Dave whips him into the ring steps and the impact echoes loudly. Holmes arches his back in agony but Dave is relentless and grabs him again, only to whip him into the barriers! Dave drags him back towards the ring where he lays Holmes just inside the ring and drapes his head across the middle rope. Dave gets onto the apron and begins to choke Holmes out. The Elite kicks, screams and flails helplessly at the hands of Dave’s wrath. Dave stops, only to pummel him some more with kicks to the head. He then climbs to the top rope and drops an elbow on Holmes’ head!
“This has been mental!”
“Steven Holmes has really struggled to get a foothold on this match.”
“This is not fair!!”
Dave moves as if to cover but he gives up on that, choosing to exit the ring once more and grabs a chair that he slides into the ring. He then pulls a small bag from underneath the ring and moves that into the corner. As he lifts the apron again, he sees something that catches his eye and pulls out a barbed wire chair! The crowd react with both awe and anticipation. Dave brings the chair over to Holmes and wields it over him as he scrambles around. It is clear that Holmes is very concerned for his wellbeing. Dave lifts the chair but Holmes snaps forward and nails a powerful low blow that folds Dave in half!
“This is more like it!”
“Disgusting by Steven Holmes but I suspect this is only the start.”
Holmes kicks the barbed wire chair away and it falls out of the ring. Holmes drags himself up and aims straight punches at Dave’s chin, taking great care not to catch the mask. Holmes hits punch after punch and soon Dave’s on his knees. Holmes backs off to the ropes where he hits a running knee smash to the face. He picks Dave up, clinches him and hits a series of lifting knee strikes to the face. Dave falls to the floor. Holmes limps away as the strikes to the knee has hurt a little. He peels away his knee pads and reveals a pair of steel plates that he discards with no care to ringside.
“No wonder Dave has been devastated by this offence by Holmes! He may as well have had brass knuckles on his knees!”
“Are you surprised that someone as smart as Steven Holmes has utilised such a unique tactic?”
“Not really, this man is repulsive.”
Dave crawls back to Holmes and the Elite slaps him down. Dave gets back up and is slapped in the face again for good measure. The former World Champ doesn’t back down and Holmes whips him into the corner where he hits an impeccable suplex style throw coming out of it! Holmes goes for the first cover of the match but Dave kicks out at two! Holmes drags Dave to the whips and pushes him off. Holmes goes for a dropkick but Dave holds the ropes and then goes after Holmes. He hits a DDT but doesn’t follow up with a cover. Instead he brings over the chair he introduced earlier and moves it to the middle of the ring. He sets Holmes up to hit another DDT but Holmes back drops out of it with a modified Northern Lights suplex!
“I don’t like the guy but that was a remarkable counter!”
Holmes covers Dave, 1.....2.......Dave kicks out but that was a much longer two count for Holmes. Holmes pushes him away and Dave falls outside of the ring. Holmes brings the ring steps away from the ring. Dave is brought close to them by his nemesis who lifts him up with ease and then crushes his rib cage by dropping him stomach first across them! Holmes backs away with a half satisfied look on his face. He reaches into his trunks and pulls out the brass knuckles. That draws inevitable booing but Holmes then reaches into his boots and reveals the shining silver handcuffs and this gets an even louder reaction.
“Oh no! Come on, this is too much!”
“This is No Holds Barred; it is only going to get worse.”
Holmes pauses as he stops to look at the knucks some more. He lowers his hand to his side and they fall to the floor. Holmes walks away from the knucks and goes around from Dave. Holmes picks up the barbed wire chair. This draws a significantly more negative reaction. Holmes looks at the chair with great affection as he walks back around to Dave. Holmes drops the chair and then he drags Dave back across the ring steps. Dave is near-lifeless and so Holmes has no problem moving him around, he barely winces. Holmes then picks up the barbed wire and with great care, he raises it above it his head.
Suddenly John Constantine sprints down to ringside. The new King for a Day tries to intervene and remonstrates with his associate. Holmes is silent and looks past Constantine with a deathly stare. Constantine tries to prevent Holmes from continuing his assault but Holmes moves past him. Constantine drags the chair out of Holmes’ hand and this draws further wrath from Holmes who pushes his ally away. Constantine reacts and this time pushes Holmes back again before walking back up the ramp with a furious, seething look on his face. Holmes goes back to planning on ending Dave. Dave is nearly upto his feet but Holmes quickly pounces on him, attacking with stomps and kicks and within seconds Dave has been tied up in the ropes thanks to the Holmes’ evil intentions and the handcuffs that he picked back up.
“The new King for a Day has just made an appearance that I don’t think anyone expected!”
“If Steven wanted Constantine out here, he would have utilised the Power Trip! I think it’s clear that Holmes feels as if he is quite capable!”
“But Constantine looks thoroughly unimpressed with how The Elite treated him there.”
“Well Holmes has confirmed that he only thought of Constantine as a tool, that just confirms it.”
The ominous situation only gets worse when Holmes rediscovers the barbed wire chair. The disgusting yet peaceful look on Steven Holmes’ face reappears. Holmes goes to raise the chair again but suddenly Holmes falls to the floor. John Constantine has reappeared and has crushed with Steven Holmes with the King for a Day briefcase driven against the back of his skull! The crowd roars with appreciation but Constantine is not quite done. He picks up the keys and releases Dave from the restrictive bracelets. He picks up the briefcase and goes to leave but before he does, he picks up the barbed wire chair and the brass knuckles and drops them at Dave’s feet!
“What the hell!!!”
“John Constantine has just changed the face of this match!”
”John Constantine is an asshole who just finished the best thing that had ever happened to him!”
As Constantine walks up the ramp, the crowd comes back to life in inspired fashion and cheers his name to the rafters. Dave comes back to life slowly, somewhat inspired by Constantine’s brave and selfless act and brought on further by the remarkable crowd noise. Dave’s fingers slowly grasp the barbed wire chair and it becomes clear that he is becoming fuelled. Holmes is crawling on the floor but is getting up slowly, Dave lunges forward and smashes The Elite in the forehead with the knucks!!! Dave sneers at Holmes as he is sprawled out on the floor. He fetches the barbed wire chair and stands over Holmes as he is barely on his hands and knees. Dave doesn’t hesitate and smashes the chair over Holmes’ back!!! The barbs tear at his skin and small spots of blood appears as Dave recklessly pulls the chair away before driving the edge of the chair on the back of his neck! Holmes’ attempts at crawling away have been foiled. Dave’s eyes are wide with rage despite this release of his pent up rage.
“That shot to the head will have rung Steven Holmes’ bell like never before.”
“I don’t see how Steven can stop Dave doing what he wants now!”
“I think you are all crazy for discounting Mr Holmes out so easily. This is not over!”
Dave shoves Holmes back into the ring with no care at all. Dave goes for a cover that seems academic, 1....2.....Holmes gets a weak shoulder up. The crowd can’t quite believe it but Dave doesn’t show his feelings much. He pulls Holmes up and instead of whipping him to the ropes or hitting a move to end the match, he begins to pummel Holmes with headbutts! These fierce blows are only amplified by the stiff mask that surrounds Dave’s eyes! Blood flows steadily now from Holmes’ forehead and nose. Dave turns to picks up the bag that he discarded earlier but as he turns Holmes tackles him to the floor. Before he knows it, Dave has been shoved shoulder first into the corner post and that is followed up by a crude belly to back suplex that folds Dave up. Holmes goes for a cover, 1....2.....Dave kicks out. With a crimson mask forming rapidly, Holmes is unimpressed. He picks up Dave’s dropped sack and opens it. When he does, an evil glare transforms into a devious smile. He puts the sack back on the mat and goes to collect the barbed wire chair. He places this next to Dave in the middle of the ring. He picks Dave up again, locks in a Full Nelson and hits the Superiority Execution on Dave, planting his abdomen right on the chair. Holmes hooks the leg, 1....2..... Dave kicks out again.
“The crowd are helping to drive Big Dave on!!”
“Big Dave is stupid, I mean, he just doesn’t know when to give up to the better man and save himself from more punishment!”
Holmes kicks Dave more in frustration than intent. He pauses and then grabs Dave again. This time he sets up for the Piledriver but stops himself. He drops Dave and empties the bag onto the mat by the corner. The crowd reaction is amazing as they observe thousands of shards of glass dropped onto the canvas. More chants of “Dave, Dave, Dave” echo around the coliseum as the fans rally around one of the companys’ favourite sons.
“This is remarkable!”
“The atmosphere in the Cowboys Stadium is insane!!”
Holmes drags Dave’s limp body to the corner and over the glass. Holmes begins to climb the turnbuckle and has to drag Dave up with him. Holmes struggles with the extra weight, as he pulls, Dave begins to fight it. Holmes meets his weak punches with powerful strikes that enable him to be moved into position for a piledriver in this dangerous position. Holmes tries to lift him up and almost succeeds but Dave manages to take out his legs! Dave hits a low blow!! Holmes is now in a precarious position, Dave hooks his own legs within the ropes and then grabs Holmes. Managing to summon an inhuman amount of strength from within his battered body, he manages to hit a Spider Suplex on Holmes! The Elite has his skin punctured by the glass!!
“Big Dave has another Kingdom Come Holy SHIT moment!!”
“Poor Steven!!”
Dave falls to the floor, showing his extreme lack of energy. Crawling slowly across the blood stained glass himself, he drapes an arm across the pincushion that is Holmes’ torso! 1.............2.............somehow Holmes kicks out again!!
“How did he find the balls to kick out of that!!”
Both men crawl out of the corner. Holmes’ back is covered with small bits of glass and is streaked with blood. Dave crawls through them to pursue him. Dave grabs his ankle, Holmes lashes out but misses Dave’s head. He turns and lashes out again, this time catching him with a sharp kick to the masked area of Dave’s face. The impact stuns him, long enough for Holmes to turn, run off the rope and hit a high knee to the face. Dave stumbles away, as he comes back Holmes tries to hit the piledriver but Dave blocks it and counters with the Checking Out but Holmes slips out of it and quickly launches his boot straight between Dave’s legs! Dave falls to his knees and Holmes hits the Imperial Impaler with relative ease!! Holmes goes to cover and slowly gets across Dave, 1.....2......Dave kicks out!!
“Another low blow lets Holmes hit that devastating piledriver!”
“And Jack Cohen is speechless, he cannot believe it!”
Holmes goes mental; he pounds the canvas fiercely and kicks the ropes. He then gets in the officials’ face; the man in the striped shirt only reaffirms his count. Holmes pushes him away and goes to lock in the Aristocracy Reigns! Dave is in the centre of the ring and in real trouble, the crowd rally behind him once more as this contest bounces back in the control of The Elitist. Having seen the match swing from one side to another, the crowds’ interest has piqued to fever pitch.
“I think Jack is trying to speak but we can’t hear him over this damn crowd!”
“This is insane! It’s like they are helping Dave fight this submission!”
Dave is struggling to breathe as Holmes wrenches his neck and sits deep on his back. His legs flap about and his hands are kept in position well by the submission expert. Dave clenches his fist and shows mild signs of life and Holmes wrenches his neck back and forth, not unlike an alligator in a death roll. This shakes one of Daves’ arms free yet forces Holmes to bite in the submission with even more force. The hold is now loose and the crowds’ reaction is intense. Dave is trying to fight it, grimacing hard and trying to find something to grip. His fingers crawl down to the mat until they reach Holmes’ boot and they clamp hold. Holmes feels the pressure and unleashes some crossface shots across Dave’s cheek. The clutch is almost fully released and Dave has seized onto the ankle, trying to turn his body weight around. Holmes shakes his ankle loose but Dave has begun to turn his weight and faces up to Holmes, Dave pulls Holmes in and before the Elite can escape, Dave has pulled him and is headbutting Holmes with every ounce of strength that he can muster. The force of the strikes cut Dave’s forehead but also further exacerbate Holmes’ deep lacerations.
“Dave has battered, bruised and stretched but he is fighting back with everything he has.”
“That mask is only causing more blood to flow!”
“He shouldn’t be able to wear it!”
Both men struggle to their feet and are using the ropes on the opposite sides of the ring. Dave is struggling with his mask and rips it off to clear his face. He stares at Holmes across the ring whose crimson mask is now fully formed and he returns the stare before charging at Dave. He stays at the ropes and back body drops Holmes over to ringside!! Holmes crashes and burns, barely missing the ring steps that were used earlier. Dave falls under the ring and rolls outside, eager to pursue his foe. Dave measures Holmes and hits some seriously stiff punches to his face that knock the Elite for a loop. Dave lifts Holmes, hits a brutal Stamp of Authority that he takes great pleasure in dropping Holmes on the discarded ring steps from earlier in the fight.
“Somehow, through all that blood, Dave hit his brutal finisher on the ring steps!”
“The Stamp of Authority is painful enough but on the ring steps, that is going to leave some serious damage!”
Dave collapses against the ring apron as Holmes is still, not moving as Dave’s rage has run riot. Using the side of the ring and bleeding, Dave limps towards his opponent. He picks up the barbed wire from earlier and throws it into the ring. Holmes is picked up and shoved into the ring before he follows. Dave goes to hit the Checking Out but Holmes slips out. Dave tries to counter but is hit with an uppercut that rocks him. Holmes then hits a snap vertical suplex and Dave lands back first on the barbed wire chair!! Dave manages to roll away and Holmes can’t capitalise as his beating begins to take its’ toll.
“Cliché alert but this fight, this battle is going to change both men forever and will leave its mark on them both.”
“I can’t believe they are even still going!”
Both men are again off their feet and showing remarkable endurance by even moving. Using the ropes they wearily get to their knees. Holmes snaps a jab only to be met by a haymaker from Dave, punches are exchanged before Holmes catches Dave’s arm and tries to drop to the floor, with a kind of kimura style submission locked in but Dave blocks the fall and shoves Holmes into the corner. Holmes holds on tigerishly but Dave has to flip his entire body over, crushing Holmes and his own arm. Dave screams as both fall to the mat; he rolls away from the impact and holds his arm as it falls limp to his side.
“I think Big Dave broke his arm right there!”
”But that was a brilliant counter!”
Dave gets up and pulls Holmes back to his feet. Despite his arm, he goes to lift Holmes into the Stamp of Authority but Holmes fights out of it by hitting the injured arm with his knee and raking the eyes! Holmes goes for the Impaler but Dave blocks that and returns the favour by hitting Holmes with a low blow! Dave backs away, seeking safety by the rope while Holmes is crumpled up!! He sees the barbed wire chair and kicks it towards Holmes. Dave hits the Stamp of Authority! He goes for the cover, 1......2........Holmes kicks out, or does he? No! Dave has pulled Holmes up by the scruff of his neck! Dave has an wicked glare on his face that turns into a crooked smile and the fans react to this with immense volume. He picks Holmes up and moves over the barbed wire chair, Dave moves into position and hits Holmes with a piledriver on the barbed wire chair!!!!!
“Piledriver!! Piledriver!!!”
“Dave hit the move that started this whole thing off! And he did it on a barbed wire chair!!!”
“That’s brilliant and sickening at the same time!”
Dave falls away as Holmes flops to the mat. With blood streaming from both men, Dave is the first to move and capitalise on this devastating move!! Dave crawls across him and hooks the leg, 1........2........3!!!!!!
Dave has won the war!!
Your winner by pinfall......BIG DAVE!!!!!!!!!!
“WHAT A MATCH!!!”
“Dave has come back and claimed vengeance for the sick attack that ended his dream of being World Champion!”
“That was one of, if not the most brutal match in WZCW history. What a way to blow off such a personal and bitter rivalry”
The arena erupts as Big Dave somehow manages to crawl to his feet and he gets a massive ovation. He climbs to his feet using the corner and raises his arm in victory. A few EMTs rush down with a pair of stretchers. Holmes is rolled on to a stretcher and doesn’t fight it. Dave is offered one also but he refuses, instead he leans a couple of the EMTs who help him slowly up the ramp.
“Big Dave wins at Kingdom Come yet again and Holmes is left waiting for that first victory on this stage!”
“But there is no doubt that both men can be extremely proud of their efforts here. Dave had to dig so deep to pull this one out and that’s because Steven Holmes brought everything and more to this fight.”
Dave reaches the top of the ramp and is turned around by the EMT’s so he can take in the crowd one more time.
“But the former World Champion Big Dave was finally able to claim revenge on The Elitist for his actions since All or Nothing!”
The lights dim and a video begins rolling on the tron as the crowd pops loudly. The video starts with a shot of the WZCW logo and the Chaos symbol sitting side by side as the voice over man speaks.
Voice Over:Good and Evil, two forces that have been in constant battle with one another over the course of humanity's existence. Yet some say, one cannot exist without the other, while others say one must be the eventual winner. Two forces, finally clashing for ultimate control.
The video moves to a shot of Vance Bateman and Ty Burna staring each other down.
Voice Over:With Vance Bateman making Ty Burna's life a hell, Ty made the ultimate power play, purchasing Meltdown and undercutting Vance's power in WZCW. An equal playing field, yet it was Ty's sheer power of will that put his own take on the job of General Manager, making life hell for his enemies and beneficial for his allies, the Apostles of Chaos.
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K.O is telling Celeste to get out of harms way but she ignores him as she slowly gets to her feet. Ty, however, beats her to the vertical position and picks her up. She pushes him away and creates enough space to hit the shuffle side kick she missed earlier. Ty is a little dazed as Celeste staggers towards Ty and hits a backflip kick, sending Ty to the corner. Celeste gets up and runs at Ty, hitting a flip kick off Ty's body, followed up by a back handspring. Celeste almost botches the land of the spring and gets back to a vertical position, allowing Ty to stagger out of the corner himself. She quickly uses the turnbuckles to hit a flying trust kick from the top rope. Both competitors are down but Celeste manages to crawl over and get an arm draped over Ty... 1... 2... kick-out by Ty. Celeste slams the mat and gets to a standing position, stalking Ty as he gets up. She goes for the Spirit Crusher but Ty evades the attack, back peddling towards the ropes near K.O. who is doing his best to get the key. Celeste turns around and runs at Ty, going for a dropkick. Ty avoids the contact again and Celeste accidentally lands and kicks K.O in the head underneath the bottom rope. K.O. is knocked down to his knees and Celeste observes what she has done, covering her mouth. K.O looks up in despair as she turns around with Ty hitting the Consecrated Banishment on Celeste. She drops to the ground with Ty following up by locking in the Final Seance. The referee sees no response from Celeste and automatically calls for the bell.
The crowd boo's as Ty continues to lock in the submission hold. K.O gets up and sees what Ty is doing, conflicted at the sight. The referee tries breaking it up.
Harry: Celeste Crimson is unable to continue: therefore, your winner; Ty Burna!
Cohen:Did Ty just defeat the submission queen with a submission?
Copeland:Forget about the victory: someone needs to stop this.
The referee cannot stop the submission as K.O watches on, trying to get him to stop. K.O calls out to the referee and asks him for the key to help. The ref is hesitant but exits the ring to assist K.O. He grabs the key and goes to unlock the cuffs: however, at that moment, Mister Alhazred and S.H.I.T. come down the ramp to help out with containing K.O. The crowd boos as they reach K.O and S.H.I.T. holds back K.O as Alhazred pushes away the referee. Ty still has the lock on Celeste as K.O does his best to struggle.
After the recap of Meltdown 70 the video goes on to show the various attacks by the Apostles of Chaos, leading with a final shot of the five Apostles standing tall in the ring, Chris K.O. standing slightly ahead of the others.
Voice Over:A dangerous group formed by the owner of Meltdown, with the power to inflict damage without fear of repercussions, Vance Bateman was forced into a corner, putting up his half of WZCW to entice Ty into doing the same.
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Bateman:Yes it will be a great show this week. My only wish was that every show could be like this, free from the wrath of Ty Burna and his Apost-
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Myles:Vance... I couldn't agree with you any more. I thought I'd be happy to sell WZCW and be free from all the stress that goes on here, but after having to work with Ty Burna for these past months, I don't wanna leave WZCW anymore, not with Ty Burna running this ship down off the edge of map. This company is our legacy and Ty is going to end it if he becomes champion again at Kingdom Come.
Bateman:What do you suppose we do then?
Myles:We buy it back from Ty Burna... he won't sell it to me again, but maybe with our combined worth. I know this will put us in a hole, but I know you can't stand working with Ty any more than I-
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Burna:I think the words that I'm looking for that you people use often is.... upset. I'm upset that you, Vance, are out here having a shareholders meeting with a former member and you did not invite me to be included in your discussions. At least I would be upset if I could feel what you two feel. WZCW is mine and it always was when I was champion and now that I hold half ownership of WZCW in my hand I am never going to let it go. Not for any sum of money that you two clowns could ever put together. You better just get used to the way I run things around here because I am here to stay for a long time and given your guy's age and health, I don't think it will be long before I run the whole company.
Ty Burna goes to leave the stage.
Bateman:Wait a minute Ty. Wait a damn minute for a second you sniveling pug.
The words and anger in Bateman's voice have gotten Ty's attention and he turns around to listen.
Bateman:Now I agree with Myles that WZCW is our legacy. Together we made it into the best wrestling company in the world and I don't want to see you for one second destroy what we have created...... However, unlike Myles who says he doesn't want to leave anymore, I have had enough of working alongside and I don't want to sit by and watch this disaster in the making happen while you wait for me to crock. If you want control of WZCW so much why don't he settle the matter at Kingdom Come.
The crowd pops and Ty Burna seems curious about what Bateman has to say.
Burna:I'm surprised you're willing to settle this Vance in such gentlemanly manner... and just to be fair because you wouldn't stand a chance verse me, I'll happily fight you after I beat Kurtesy for the...
Bateman:Don't think for a second I'm going to get into the ring and dirty my hands with your wretched soul. You have a match at Kingdom Come so we are not going to have you wrestle a second match. What you do have though is a team of followers ready to fight for you and I have a whole roster of wrestlers who can't wait to get their hands on you and your Apostles. So what I'm proposing is a 4 on 4 elimination tag team match. You and your Apostles against 4 of WZCW's stars. If my team wins you have to relinquish your ownership of WZCW and if my team loses... I will give you my share of the company.
The crowd buzzes at the proposed match up.
Burna:It sounds appealing Bateman, but if I have you on the verge of cracking already, why would I give you a guaranteed out come Kingdom Come.
Myles:Burna it sounds like you’re not confident that the men you have alongside can get the job done.
Bateman:Ty you’re right that we can wait this out till god knows when, however you can’t deny that your team has not been performing up to your standards. They have begun to crack and after Barbosa decimated Toyota, I doubt you would even be able to find a fourth person who would want to be on your team. If you don’t want to accept this match because you know you’ll lose, I’ll understand.
Burna:You both think you’re having a good laugh out of this. You know what... I accept your guys little challenge. My team at Kingdom Come will be victorious over what ever group of guys you can put together and I will rule WZCW.
Bateman:It’s not just guys that will be on our team Ty Burna. Let me introduce you to our first member of Team WZCW.....
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Celeste comes out to a loud ovation and stands right beside Ty. The two have a stare off until Ty looks back at Bateman and Myles and returns to the back.
Voice Over:With Ty's team already set, it was up to Celeste Crimson to recruit a team capable of combating the viciousness of the Apostles of Chaos. Her search led her to a pair of two time former WZCW World Heavyweight Champions in Titus and Everest, and the fun loving Gordito, a man who is familiar with Ty Burna's teachings. However, it would be Ty who once again upped the ante, bringing back a Mayhem legend in Alex Bowen. With Bowen firmly in his pocket, Team WZCW was running out of options to fill their final spot. With the sound of the final hour approaching, one legend stepped forward.
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Copeland:This does not look good at all for Kurtesy and Celeste.
Ty nods his head and his men start to attack the two. Kurtesy and Celeste begin to fight valiently, but the numbers game is beginning to over power them. S.H.I.T. and his mighty arms grabs onto Celeste and pulls her towards a corner while K.O., King, Alhazred, and Bowen continue to stomp on Kurtesy. They all then lift Kurtesy up to his feet and hold him so that he faces Ty.
Cohen:Ty Burna has Steven Kurtesy right where he wants him. It does not look good for our champion.
Copeland:Gordito is not here this evening. Titus and Everest are both in the back receiving medical attention. Is there anyone who can save Kurtesy.
Ty holds Kurtesy by the neck and then laughs. The lights flicker on and off and Ty lets go of Kurtesy and looks back at the stage.
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The crowd explodes at the big return of a WZCW legend. Carrying a 2x4 wrapped in Barbed Wire, and leaner and meaner looking Steamboat Ricky walks down the entrance ramp.
Copeland:Ricky has returned to WZCW and looks like he'll be evening the odds here tonight.
Ty points to him and K.O., King, and Alhazred all leave the ring to attack Ricky. K.O. gets there first and Steamboat knocks him down with a shot to the mid section. King is next and Ricky knees him in the gut and then throws him over the barricade and into the audience. Alhazred hits Steamboat from behind. Ricky turns and smashes the 2x4 off the masked face of Alhazred. Steamboat looks back at the ring and continues to march there. Steamboat slides into the ring and Ty rolls out so Bowen can attack Ricky. Bowen dtrikes Ricky, causing him to drop the weapon. The two exchange strikes until Bowen starts to cause Ricky to stumble back. Bowen bends over to grab the 2x4. He does and raises it to strike. Ricky kicks the midsection of Bowen and hits the The Blunderbuss! The crowd pops as Bowen springs off the mat and rolls out of the ring. Steamboat picks up the 2x4 and looks at S.H.I.T. still holding Celeste. S.H.I.T. looks back at Ty and then releases Celeste and exits the ring. The AOC regroups on the stage ramp as Steamboat Ricky checks on Celeste and Steven.
Copeland:What a return by Steamboat who saves the day for Steven Kurtesy and Celeste Crimson. Could we be looking at the final member of Team WZCW?
Cohen:It would look that was Seabass, and it looks like Ty is not at all happy about what has transpired.
Voice Over:With the return of Steamboat Ricky, Team WZCW looks to take control away from Ty Burna and his Apostles of Chaos, to set WZCW back to where it was before the Chaos began. The Apostles however have taken their master's words to heart, prepared to follow orders and cast WZCW into the very depths of the abyss. Tonight, we find out who will prevail in this battle of Good vs. Evil.
Rapid shots of each participant flicker on the tron before finally stopping on a shot of each team standing together and staring the other down.
Voice Over:The future of WZCW lies in the hand of these ten. Will Team WZCW bring order back to the company, or will the Apostles deliver full control of WZCW to their master Ty Burna? The time has come.
The crowd pops loudly as the lights come back on and the tron turns off. Harrys steps into the middle of the ring, mic in hand.
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Harrys: The following contest is a five verse five elimination tag match! If Team WZCW is victorious, Vance Bateman will assume full control of WZCW. If the Apostles of Chaos win, Ty Burna will become the sole owner of WZCW!
Celeste Crimson makes her way out to the top of the entrance ramp as the crowd pops loudly once again. She looks towards the back as Titus, Everest, Gordito, and of course Steamboat Ricky all make their way out as well. The five stand at the top of the entrance stage for a few moments, soaking in the moment before making their way down the ramp. All five of them enter the ring, Everest, Titus, Celeste and Gordito each hitting a corner as Ricky stands in the center of the ring, each of them playing to the crowd. The crowd reacts strongly, cheering for Team WZCW with all they have.
Harrys: Introducing first, Titus, Everest, Gordito, Steamboat Ricky, and the team captain Celeste Crimson, Team WZCW!
Copeland:This match may very well be the most important match in WZCW history.
Connor:We are all depending on Team WZCW tonight. Should they fail....
Cohen:WZCW will fall into the hands of Chaos if they lose. The magnitude certainly isn't lost on those five in the ring. Three former World Heavyweight Champions, a man who has been in multiple World Title matches, and the greatest wrestler to never hold the World Title. I say the Apostles don't stand a chance.
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The lights go out as the crowd switches gears and begins booing immediately. Five hooded figures all walk out to the top of the entrance stage, their heads slightly lowered. The five stand side by side until Serafina walks between them, standing in front of the five wearing a dark red cloak of her own. The hood is pulled up, her face concealed slightly as her raven locks spill out from the hood. She raises her hands up and the lights slowly come back up as the five men pull back their hoods, revealing the Apostles of Chaos. They make their way down the entrance ramp and circle the ring, each member staring down Team WZCW in the ring. They all enter the ring and remove their cloaks, with Serafina remaining on the outside.
Harrys: And their opponents, Alex Bowen, S.H.I.T. James King, Mr. Alhazred, and the team captain Chris K.O., the Apostles of Chaos!
Copeland:Ruthless, devastating, destructive, just a few of the words to describe this group.
Connor:With their allegiance firmly entrenched with Ty, with only one goal in mind, are they more focused then Team WZCW?
Cohen:If they are, then I fear dark days will lie ahead for this great company.
The teams begin to bicker immediately, but the ref sensing that an all out brawl would begin separates the teams and orders them to their corners. Gordito and James King start out as the crowd is at a fever pitch. The two lock up and James quickly gains advantage with shots to the midsection. He backs Gordito up into the ropes and whips him across, hitting a knee to the midsection causing him to flip over onto his back. James goes for a quick cover but Gordito kicks out immediately. James throws Gordito's head back into the canvas and covers again, 1....Gordito kicks out quickly. King pulls him back to his feet, hitting a quick elbow to the face and staggering Gordito backwards into the ropes. S.H.I.T. smacks Gordito in the back of the head, forcing the Dirty One to turn around and argue with the robot. This sets up King however and he hits a hard clothesline into the back of Gordito's head, knocking him through the ropes and to the outside. The ref goes over to warn S.H.I.T. but King pulls the ref away and begins arguing with him, keeping the ref's back to the Apostles corner. S.H.I.T., Alhazred, and Bowen all hop off the corner and stalk Gordito. Bowen lifts him up for Alhazred and S.H.I.T., and the two hit stereo Level 5's followed by Bowen hitting The End of Days piledriver! Team WZCW hits the ring but King backs up as the ref warns them back to their corners as the Apostles quickly hop back up onto their corner. Chris looks slightly disturbed at the attack as they all look down at Gordito, who appears to be out cold.
Copeland:What a despicable attack by the Apostles!
Connor:Worse off, the ref didn't see any of it!
Cohen:Team WZCW has to know these tactics are going to come. Gordito hasn't moved since The End of Days, he's out cold.
The ref turns and sees Gordito on the outside and begins the ten count. The crowd is imploring Gordito to get up, yet there is no response. King and the rest of the Apostles stare across the ring at Team WZCW as the ref's count reaches five. Gordito's hand starts to slowly move as he holds his hand to his head, the ref's count continuing and is now up to eight. Gordito still does not move and is soon counted out by the referee.
Harrys: Gordito has been eliminated via countout!
Copeland:Team WZCW is down four to five and we've barely begun.
Cohen:As much as I hate to admit it, that was great strategy by the Apostles. Ty must have developed an outstanding game plan for them.
Officials and medical staff quickly rush to Gordito's side and begin checking him out as King tags Bowen into the match and Titus enters the ring to a loud pop from the crowd. Bowen comes in swinging but Titus blocks and connects with strikes of his own. The crowd gets fired up as Titus backs Bowen into a corner, hitting shot after shot until the ref backs Titus away from the corner. Titus holds his hands up but Bowen comes out of the corner with a kick to the midsection, hitting a right of his own this time. Bowen hits a hard chop but Titus returns the favor with a Kesagiri Chop and Bowen quickly covers his neck but Titus doesn't let him go, hitting a quick DDT as the crowd is fired up yet again. Titus goes for the cover, 1........2......Bowen kicks out! Meanwhile on the outside Gordito is helped up by the medical staff and is taken around the ring to the entrance ramp to applause from the crowd. Titus quickly drags Bowen to his corner and tags in Everest and the veteran delivers an elbow across the chest. Everest lifts up the former Mayhem champion and hits a forearm to the face before whipping him into the ropes. Everest hits a hard clothesline and downs Bowen. Everest looks towards the corner and points to the top turnbuckle as the crowd pops once more. Everest exits to the apron and begins climbing to the top but Bowen is able to get to his feet and hit the ropes, causing Everest to lose his balance and drop down onto the turnbuckle. Bowen tags in S.H.I.T. before climbing the turnbuckle, while S.H.I.T. climbs another turnbuckle. Bowen superplexes Everest into the middle of the ring and S.H.I.T. comes flying off with the Frog Splash! He connects and Everest is crushed under the weight of the robot. The ref forces Bowen to his corner as S.H.I.T. covers Everest. The ref turns around and begins the count late, 1.........2.........Everest kicks out at the last second! A look of relief comes over the faces of Team WZCW while the Apostles of Chaos begin to yell at the referee for the late count. S.H.I.T. looks towards Alhazred for instructions and Alhazred motions for him to tag out. S.H.I.T. obliges and tags in Alhazred. Alhazred delivers a quick fist drop across the forehead and goes for a cover of his own, 1..........2........Everest kicks out again! Alhazred is beside himself as he slams his fist into the mat. He stares down at Everest before picking him up. Alhazred yells at Everest, telling him his time is up but Everest gets an eye poke in as Alhazred yells. Alhazred let's go of Everest as he covers his eyes, rubbing them and trying to get his vision back to normal. He stumbles forward and Everest delivers a stiff Enziguiri Kick and both men are down on the mat. The crowd pops loudly as Titus slams on the turnbuckle, getting the crowd behind Everest.
Copeland:We caught a break with the ref not seeing the pin immediately, and now Everest has turned the tables.
Connor:Everest needs to make a tag immediately, he's been in that ring for too long and has taken too much damage.
Cohen: Everest took a page from his old playbook with the eye poke there.
With both men down Everest looks towards his corner and sees three arms extending for the tag. He slowly crawls towards his corner as Alhazred is still down on the mat. As Everest gets close to his corner, S.H.I.T. and King run into the ring and distract the referee. Everest makes the tag to Celeste and she comes roaring into the ring. Meanwhile Bowen pulls Everest the outside and throws him back first into the barricade. Titus and Ricky run Bowen off but the damage has been done. The ref turns around and sees Celeste in the ring and orders her back to the corner, saying there was no tag. The crowd boos loudly as Celeste argues with him. Meanwhile Alhazred has made it back to his feet. Celeste begrudgingly exits to the apron. The ref turns around in time to see Alhazred tag in Chris K.O. into the match. Everest has slowly crawled back into the ring right to the waiting Chris, who delivers a stiff kick to the midsection before delivering the The Butterfly Effect! He flips Everest over and covers him, 1...........2........Chris suddenly lifts Everest's head up as the rest of the Apostles look confused. Chris looks down at Everest then the Apostles and points to James King. Chris walks over and tags him in and yells at him to finish him off. King looks towards the others and looks confused but walks confidently over to Everest. He goes to pick him up but Everest suddenly rolls him up! 1...............2..............3!
Harrys: James King has been eliminated!
Copeland:Unbelievable!
Connor: Chris had Everest dead for rights, instead wanting King to make the pin, only for Everest to catch him off guard with the roll up!
Cohen:Team WZCW just evened the odds, but what is left of Everest?
True enough as Cohen mentions it, Bowen is quickly in the ring as Everest is slowly pulling himself back up. Ride The Lighting hits and Bowen quickly covers Everest, 1..............2............3!
Harrys: Everest has been eliminated!
King is barely outside of the ring when the pin is counted on Everest. He turns around and sees Everest eliminated and a sick grin forms on his face. He walks around the ring and backs up the entrance ramp as Bowen kicks Everest out of the ring, yelling that this ring belongs to him. The crowd begins cheering loudly as Bowen continues talking trash to Everest. Bowen backs up and runs into Steamboat Ricky. Ricky spins him around and begins connecting with rights and lefts. Bowen is getting overwhelmed immediately as Ricky whips him into the ropes, sending Bowen over with a belly to belly overhead suplex! Bowen is sent flying across the ring, landing hard on his back as Ricky is all fired up and the crowd reacting accordingly. Bowen rolls out of the ring as Ricky goes to pick him up, eliciting loud jeers from the crowd. Ricky exits the ring to the outside after Bowen. Bowen suddenly pulls Ricky forward by his pants and sends everyone's favorite pirate shoulder first into the steel steps. Ricky holds his shoulder in pain as Bowen slowly pulls himself back up on the barricade. A vicious look forms on Bowen's face as he grabs hold of Ricky and tossing him back first into the barricade. He goes for a hard right but Ricky ducks under and lifts Bowen up, dropping him face first onto the barricade. Bowen covers his face and it becomes immediately clear he's been busted open, blood is running down his face as Ricky holds his arms up high for the crowd. He turns towards Bowen and grabs him, tossing him into the ring and sliding in himself. He pulls Bowen towards Team WZCW's corner and tags in Celeste before exiting to the apron and climbing up to the top rope. The crowd buzzes loudly as they know what's coming next. Ricky yells out Man over board! The crowd echos his words as he comes flying off with a huge elbow drop! He crushes Bowen as Celeste enters the ring. She crouches in the corner, waiting for Bowen to stand back up. As Bowen stumbles back up to his feet Celeste goes for the Spirit Crusher but Bowen gets his arms up in time and shoves Celeste's leg back away from him and turns, diving and tagging Chris K.O's hand. Chris looks down not prepared to be tagged in. Chris looks over across the ring at Celeste Crimson, the two lock eyes and the tension mounts as Chris slowly enters the ring.
Connor:The two team captains are going to square off! The story between these two has been quite intriguing.
Copeland:Celeste gave Chris her Lethal Lottery spot, while Chris has shown to be concerned for her well being.
Cohen:I have a feeling Celeste isn't going to be concerned about his tonight. There's too much on the line to play nice tonight.
The two captains slowly circle one another in the center of the ring. Chris looks hesitant but Celeste is in full gear. She goes to lock up with Chris but Chris backs up into the ropes. The ref orders Celeste to back up as Chris slowly reenters the ring. The lights suddenly go out briefly and the crowd begins booing, knowing exactly what that signifies. They return back up and between Chris and Celeste a white rose sitting on the mat. Chris looks down at the rose and his eyes widen. He doesn't get a chance to react though as Celeste hits a knee to the midsection before delivering a leg cradle suplex, sending Chris crashing into the mat. Celeste gets up and kicks the rose out of the ring as she stalks over to Chris, lifting him back up by the ears. She gazes into his eyes before delivering a belly to belly suplex. Chris is down and Celeste goes for the cover, 1............2........Chris kicks out! Serafina looks concerned on the outside, running up to where Chris is lying on the mat, yelling at him to get up and fight. She covers her mouth as she gazes into the ring, Celeste pulling Chris back up to his feet. She shoves him into the corner and hits a flip kick, and follows up with a back spring but Chris is prepared for it, wrapping his arms around her waist. He quickly turns out from the corner and delivers a devastating German suplex! He bridges the suplex for the pin attempt, 1...........2.....Celeste kicks out! Chris is flipped onto his stomach from the kick out and slowly peels himself off the mat as Serafina continues to yell for Chris to get up. Both Celeste and Chris are back to their feet and Chris gains the advantage with an European uppercut, somehow someway his vigor returning to him from Serafina cheering him on. He whips Celeste across the ring into the ropes and connects with a spinning wheel kick, knocking Celeste to the mat. He follows up by flipping her over and applying a surfboard stretch, his hand pressed under Celeste's chin. He suddenly grabs her arms and lifts her up into the air, pressing his legs up into hers and pulling down on her arms. Celeste yells out in pain as Chris applies the submission. The ref asks if she wants to quit and she shakes her head no. Titus and Ricky are yelling for Celeste to not tap while Serafina is cheering on Chris.
Copeland:Celeste is in the worst position possible right now. Escaping the surfboard is a difficult challenge.
Connor:She's the heart and soul of Team WZCW, if she falters we may be facing the darkest days.
Cohen:Ty clearly sent a message to Chris, it's like he's transformed himself into the wrestler we all know him as. He's going after Celeste like he would anyone else.
Celeste yells out in pain as the hold remains in place. She begins to rock back and forth, trying to shake off the hold as Chris grits his teeth, trying to stretch her as much as he can. Suddenly Celeste is able to tip over Chris's leg, breaking Chris's grip on her arm enough to snag the bottom rope. The ref tells Chris to break the hold, which he does at the count of four. Chris motions for Celeste get up. Celeste pulls her self up and turns towards Chris. Chris goes for a running dropkick but Celeste moves at the last second, Chris dropkicking the ref right in the head, sending him careening out of the ring. Alhazred, Bowen, and S.H.I.T. immediately enter the ring, Bowen hitting a bulldog on Celeste. Titus and Ricky enter as well, succeeding in knocking Alhazred out of the ring. Ricky turns around and out of nowhere hits the Blunderbuss on S.H.I.T! He gets sent to the outside as Celeste rolls to the outside as well. Titus and Chris begin to brawl, and soon that spills to the outside.. Bowen and Ricky meet in the center of the ring again. They begin exchanging blows before knocking each other back to the ropes. Titus reaches under the ropes and hands Ricky a chair while Alhazred slips one to Bowen as well. Both former Mayhem champions turn and blast each other with a vicious chair shot to the head. Both men collapse from their respective chair shots, each landing with an arm across the other's chest. A new ref comes running down from the back and slides into the ring. He looks down at both and begins a double count, 1...........2............3!
Harrys: Steamboat Ricky and Alex Bowen have both been eliminated!
Copeland:A double elimination now leaves this match a 3 on 2 affair.
Connor:Bowen and Ricky took each other out with dueling chair shots, what will happen now?
Cohen:All hell has broken loose as final remaining five are all brawling on the floor.
With S.H.I.T. still down on the ground, Titus and Celeste are taking the fight to Chris and Alhazred. Celeste sends Chris into the barricade but Chris spins her around and begins delivering shots of his own. Alhazred escapes Titus and slides into the ring but Titus is right behind him. Alhazred turns around and is hit with a spinning heel kick! Titus looks up to the turnbuckle and crowd pops loudly. He points out to the fans before climbing the top turnbuckle. He looks out at the crowd one more time before flying off the top rope with the Red Comet! He connects right across the chest of Alhazred and covers him, 1.............2............3!
Harrys: Mister Alhazred has been eliminated!
Titus has no time to relish in the pinfal however as S.H.I.T. is suddenly back in the ring. Titus turns around and gets decked with a vicious Head Chop, sending the former world champion to the ground. S.H.I.T. climbs the turnbuckle again as Celeste and Chris continue to do battle on the outside. Serafina watches on closely, concerned for Chris but not wanting to get involved. S.H.I.T. meanwhile comes flying off the top rope with a frog splash but Titus rolls out of the way at the last second! S.H.I.T. crashes into the mat hard and Titus slowly gets back up, turning towards S.H.I.T. and goes for the Tit Drop! S.H.I.T. holds on however and lifts him up for a powerbomb, but Titus counters into a huracanrana! He hooks both legs, 1.............2.........S.H.I.T. kicks out! As S.H.I.T. kicks out however, Titus grabs hold of his leg and applies the Ankle Lock! S.H.I.T. has no where to go as he is in the middle of the ring and Titus applies all the torque he can to the robot's ankle. The crowd is roaring as Titus keeps the lock in tight, but S.H.I.T. slowly drags himself towards the ropes, the crowd yelling for him to tap out. The robot reaches out desperately for the ropes, but Titus suddenly pulls him back towards the center of the ring. S.H.I.T. however uses the opportunity to turn over onto his back and kick Titus off of him. S.H.I.T. slowly gets to his feet but Titus goes for a swinging neckbreaker, only for S.H.I.T. to counter it into one of his own. As S.H.I.T. starts to stand he delivers another head chop, only this time he delivers chop after chop, holding Titus in place for each attack. Celeste sees Titus is in trouble and goes to help him, kicking Chris away from her. She goes to slide into the ring but Serafina grabs hold of her leg and prevents her from entering. Celeste becomes angry at the interference and with a forceful kick sends Serafina right into the steel steps, her head bouncing off the middle step. She collapses to the ground as Chris sees what happened and anger immediately spreads over his face. He rushes to Celeste and pulls her out of the ring and delivers a brutal DDT, sending Celeste's face right into the barricade. Chris quickly gets up and rushes over to Serafina, holding her in his arms as S.H.I.T. delivers one final chop to the head of Titus who is now busted open. Titus collapses to the ground unconscious as the crowd boos loudly. S.H.I.T. climbs up the turnbuckle again and this time connects with the frog splash off the top rope. He covers Titus, 1............2..........3!
Harrys: Titus has been eliminated!
Copeland:Team WZCW is down to one member only now, and she just went face first into the barricade.
Cohen:The chops from S.H.I.T. were unrelenting, he truly is a machine!
Connor:Titus gave a valiant effort out there, he had S.H.I.T. right where he wanted him in the ankle lock, but the machine was able to get out and deliver the final blow. Serafina however took a bad shot with the back of her head bouncing off the steel steps.
With Chris tending to Serafina, S.H.I.T. stands tall in the center of the ring. Celeste has pulled herself away from the barricade, turning towards the ring and slowly sliding herself in. S.H.I.T. intercepts her and begins delivering kicks to the midsection, not letting the femme fatale a chance to gain her footing. He lifts her up and whips her into the ropes, going for a shuffle side kick but Celeste ducks under her own move and counters with a jumping enzuigiri! The robot crashes to the mat as Celeste is slow to recover, her breathing ragged from the battle on the outside. S.H.I.T. slowly pulls himself up as well as Celeste is back to her feet. She connects with the shuffle side kick, sending him into the corner. Celeste doubles over for a moment before rushing towards the corner, going for a big dropkick but S.H.I.T. counters with Celeste's own Spirit Crusher, catching her in midair! Celeste crumbles to the mat as S.H.I.T drops down, taking a moment to go for the cover. Chris meanwhile sees what's going on and sets Serafina down. The ref begins the count, 1.........2...Chris slides into the ring and dives, trying to break up the pin attempt..........3! Just as the ref's hand hits the mat Chris dives on top of his partner, just missing the pin attempt breakup by a mere moment. The ref signals for the bell as Chris has a horrified look on his face from what just happened.
Harrys: Here are your winners, The Apostles of Chaos, and therefore, the sole owner of WZCW is now Ty Burna!
Copeland:Oh my god....
Connor:This can't be real, this is a nightmare. Ty Burna is now the sole owner of WZCW.
Cohen:That damn robot just sent the entire company to hell.
Chris backs up into a corner, a shocked look on his face as he holds his hands up to his head. S.H.I.T. slowly stands up, the referee raising his hand into the air. S.H.I.T. turns towards Chris, tilting his head slightly unsure of Chris's reaction. S.H.I.T. walks over to Chris and offers a hand to help him up, but Chris shoves it away. S.H.I.T. exits the ring as Chris first checks on Celeste, who is out cold. Serafina slowly enters the ring now, as Chris tries to awaken Celeste. He turns towards Serafina and rushes to her side, helping her slowly stand up.
Copeland:What is going on with Chris?
Cohen:You would think he'd be elated that his master is now the sole owner of WZCW.
Connor:Something isn't right here....
Chris slowly helps Serafina out of the ring before lifting her up and carrying her up the entrance ramp. He stops at the top and looks towards the ring, Celeste Crimson slowly coming to and staring out towards Chris and Serafina. Chris mouths the words I'm sorry to Celeste before turning and exiting towards the back.
Harrys: The following contest...is the first ever Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match in WZCW history! The match will have no disqualifications, no countouts, and will only be won by a wrestler retrieving the tag team championship belts, suspended above the ring!
A shot of the tag team titles dangling above the ring is shown. The camera cuts to the surrounding ring, where a plethora of tables, ladders, and chairs are scattered about.
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Harrys: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 550 pounds, the team of the Beard and the Local Talent...BLT!
The music hits and The Local Talent comes out favoring the crowd as he slaps hands with the audience. The Beard is all serious as he is completely focused on taking down their opponents. The Local Talent tries to drag The Beard into buying into the fans, but The Beard just glares at his partner as The Local Talent backs up, respecting his partner's space. A tense moment passes before the Beard cracks a smile and slaps TLT's back, the two continuing to play to the fans on their way to the ring. They enter the ring with their eyes above, on the titles, the seriousness of the moment curbing their enthusiasm.
Copeland:No doubt tonight's underdogs in this tag team contest, and yet the only team with momentum coming in. Will WZCW's delicatessen heroes overcome the odds and become tag team champions tonight?
Cohen:Let's see. One's too old to last five minutes, the other's too fat and big to climb the ladder. You wanna make a bet on them, Seabass?
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Harrys: Introducing next, at a combined weight of 538 pounds, James Howard and Mikey Stormrage...Strikeforce!
Howard and Stormrage walk onto the ramp, as Howard makes his way to the ring stretching and psyching himself up, Stormrage runs down one side of the ramp and up the other high-fiving fans and shadow boxing as he runs. Howard slides into the ring and runs to the far turnbuckle with one arm raised in the air as Stormrage ascends to the middle of the near turnbuckle signalling “Game Over”. BLT obligingly abandons the ring to allow Strikeforce their moment in the glory. Howard and Stormrage drop down from the turnbuckles and share a long glance at each other, before nodding and pointing toward the tag team titles, then turning their eyes on the entrance ramp.
Connor:A quickly rising team here in WZCW is many people's favorites to walk away tonight with the tag team championships.
Cohen:They better hope that it's Howard that grabs them, because the fat one won't get past the first rung on a ladder. That is, unless Howard breaks into a psychotic rage and tries to murder someone. What a great talent relations department we have.
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Harrys: And finally, weighing in at a combined weight of 390 pounds, they are the WZCW World Tag Team Champions...Ricky Runn and Austin Reynolds...Runn Reynolds Runn!
Austin and Ricky emerge on to the stage with their arms spread out and keen smiles on their faces as the crowd react. As the music booms, Ricky sprints down to the ring while Austin takes his time, tapping hands with fans as he goes down the ramp. Strikeforce clears the ring for the champions who slide into the ring and take a long look up at their belts. They shake hands before the match and share some last minute strategy.
Copeland:So with all the negativity for the challengers, surely you must like Runn Reynolds Runn in this match, Jack?
Cohen:Not at all! Reynolds is likely to break his neck any moment and Runn would rather jump off the ladder than use it to get the belts.
Connor:So what is it you expect to happen here, Jack?
Cohen:With any luck? Mind Over Matter will return as surprise entrants, take the belts, and convince Ty to fire all six of these morons. Then maybe we can talk about building a proper tag team division.
The referee gets all three teams into the ring and separates them into corners. They stare each other down and he rings the bell. Strikeforce immediately slide out while RRR and BLT close, brawling with one another. Strikeforce are back quickly, but with chairs in hand, clearly executing a predetermined strategy. RRR notice quickly, however, and Runn himself wrestles the chair away from Howard quickly while Reynolds does the same to Stormrage. RRR takes control of the ring with the chairs, beating their opponents all into separate corners. Runn punches Stormrage in the face and lifts his head up into position. He rolls away quickly and Reynolds tosses a chair straight into Stormrage's face. Stormrage, dazed, picks up the chair and lifts it to his face, only for Runn to come flying at him with a dropkick that smashes it into Stormrage's head! Runn and Stormrage are both down as BLT recovers. Reynolds notices and tries to take out the Beard, but the duo overwhelms him quickly. They take control of the ring themselves, tossing Reynolds out and focusing on Howard. They take hold of him and double whip him into the opposite corner. TLT keeps Howard in place while the Beard slides out for a chair, returning quickly to the ring with it in hand. The Beard holds the chair in place in front of Howard's head while TLT charges in with a running clothesline! He smashes both the chair and himself into Howard. The Beard drops the chair in front of Howard quickly and trips him up with a drop toehold that leads to Howard falling and smashing his face right into the chair. RRR are now back on their feet and join the brawl. It's TLT that maintains control and the Beard holds Ricky Runn still in a corner while TLT goes out for a ladder!
Copeland:So far a fairly evenly matched contest, though it seems like BLT is off to a hot start.
Cohen: Would it be a problem if I went for popcorn? You two can handle this by yourselves, right?
TLT starts to set up the ladder, but Stormrage gets out of the corner and tries to stop him. TLT smashes him into the ladder for his efforts, then starts to set him up for a move. With Stormrage leaning against the ladder on the ropes, TLT backs up for a splash, but Stormrage ducks aside at the last moment and TLT crashes into the ladder alone. Stormrage clears his head and sees the Beard coming his way and meets him with a snap suplex. Stormrage sets up the ladder, takes a deep breath and begins to climb. He climbs slowly, however, and by the third rung, Runn Reynolds Runn is on him and beating him down. The two get on either side of him and send him crashing to the mat with an improvised powerbomb. Runn runs crowd interference while Reynolds begins to ascend the ladder, but quickly, Howard is in the ring with a ladder of his own which he sets up next to Reynolds. Howard then begins to beat on Reynolds from behind, halting his advance. The two ascend their pair of ladders in tandem...but suddenly, TLT is there and drops them both with a double Russian legsweep, sending them all crashing down to the mat.
Connor:Not sure if that was the smartest move from TLT, as it did a lot of damage to him as well as his opponents.
Cohen:Did you expect better?
The Beard is back now and begins to climb the ladders, using both of them for stability. Stormrage is behind him before long and stops him, however. He ascends alongside the Beard, the two at the middle of the ladder before Stormrage summons his courage, wrestles with the Beard...and takes him down in a huge way with a belly to belly suplex off the ladder, sending both men into the mat! Everyone is down as the crowd goes wild for the big move they just witness. Reynolds is to his feet first and decides to change the complexion of the match, spilling over the ladders and then taking one for himself as a weapon. The ring clears of all but RRR and TLT as everyone gets their senses back. Runn tries to reposition the other ladder, not noticing his partner's attempt at strategy. While doing so, TLT jumps on Reynolds with surprising ferocity, stripping him of his ladder and beating him down to lay next to the fallen ladder. Runn, meanwhile, has ascended a fair way when TLT notices. He goes around and pushes Runn's ladder over, sending Runn crashing...onto the fallen ladder, which then crashes up to smash the stumbling Reynolds right in the face! The Beard and Stormrage both roll into the ring, everyone with chairs. Beard tosses on to TLT and the two go for an attempt at sandwiching Stormrage between them, but Stormrage ducks aside and BLT's tandem chairshots meet each other, stunning them both. They are soon met then by Howard, who's taken up a ladder as a weapon and uses it to take them both out.
Copeland:Strikeforce now has positioned themselves nicely to make a move at the titles.
Cohen:The anticipation is simply killing me, Seabass.
Strikeforce surveys the ring and decides to target TLT. Stormrage sets up a ladder in the corner and climbs it partway, while Howard hits the TKO on TLT...followed by a Stormrage Splash off the middle of the ladder onto TLT! It's a ladder assisted Rage Quit from Strikeforce and TLT writhes in pain while Stormrage struggles back to his feet himself. Strikeforce meets for a moment to discuss their next move, and Howard rolls out to grab something while Stormrage keeps everyone down. Howard returns with a table and Stormrage lifts up the Beard for a powerbomb standing on the opposite side of the table while Howard ascends to the corner...and they hit the Headshot through the table! Stormrage hangs on for the pin out of sheer instinct but Howard quickly reminds him of the rules and they both get up. The crowd cheers for them wildly but they look only to capitalize on their momentum. Strikeforce both opt to head out of the ring and look for more hardware. They look at two tables set up next to one another on the outside and set two new ones up on top of the old ones, creating a structure of four tables. Stormrage rolls back into the ring and grabs Ricky Runn, looking as if he we were setting him up for Game Over...but TLT is behind him suddenly with a chair, hitting Stormrage in the back to break up the move. Howard turns to face him and gets the chair right to the face for his efforts.
Connor:Strikeforce's obsession with tables may have cost them here, as they might have been better served by going after the titles.
Cohen:Are you kidding me? That fancy through the table thing they hit was actually entertaining. Just when the match gets good, you want to ruin it?
Howard hits Stormrage in the head with the table as well and takes a moment to breathe...but Reynolds is behind him suddenly, spins him around, and drops him with the Ego Crusher! Reynolds calls to Ricky on the outside of the ring and the two converge on the ladder in the corner. Reynolds is up first and comes off of it with a big diving headbutt. Runn quickly follows with a leg drop from the very top of the ladder! Reynolds stays in the ring while Runn works outside. Reynolds sets up the ladder such that TLT can be put inside it, then uses the upper half of the ladder to smash into TLT's face. Meanwhile, from behind, the Beard is ascending the top rope, but Reynolds notices in time! He runs over and strikes the Beard, then uses the leverage of his position...to send the Beard hurtling into the ladder, crushing TLT with his own partner! Runn meanwhile has beaten Stormrage onto a pair of two tables set up outside the ring from the initial set up, using a ladder as his weapon of choice. Confusingly, Runn sets up the ladder outside in front of the table. Runn climbs the ladder, Reynolds not noticing...Runn is at the top of the ladder! The ladder is huge, taller than any used yet. Runn poses for the crowd, sets himself up, and flies off with the R&R! But Stormrage rolls off at the last second, leaving Runn to crash through the tables alone!
Cohen: I think I said something about some idiot monkey wanting to fly off the ladder earlier? But what do I know.
Copeland:A disastrous turn for the champions, as Runn's signature daredevil offense has cost him here.
The refs run over to check on Runn, barely mobile in the wreckage of the tables. Reynolds takes a long look over with a grim look on his face, but presses on, apparently alone for now. He clears the ring of the smaller ladders previously used, then goes out for the ladder his partner had just flown off. He grabs it and sets it up in the center of the ring. On the outside, Stormrage and the Beard are brawling. The Beard gets the upper hand for a moment and BLT grab chairs, rolling into the ring to go after Reynolds apparently. Stormrage stops the Beard, however, but for his efforts, the Beard rolls out and smashes him in the face with a chair. Reynolds starts to ascend, Howard rolls into the ring and starts to climb the other side...suddenly BLT is behind them both, the Beard climbing behind Howard, TLT behind Howard! The Beard uses his positioning to take Reynolds off the ladder with a big powerbomb, while TLT uses a little more finesse to drop Howard with a reverse DDT off the ladder. Everyone is down...except Mikey Stormrage, stirring on the outside of the ring! A bit dazed looking, Stormrage rolls into the ring and looks at the towering ladder...and begins to ascend, his fears forgotten in pursuit of the glory! Stormrage has a hand on the belts...but suddenly, TLT is up, pushing the ladder over...and SEND STORMRAGE CRASHING THROUGH THE FOUR STACKED TABLES ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!
Copeland:Oh my! Strikeforce's earlier planning has returned to haunt them and Stormrage may be done in this match already.
Cohen:Looks like his fear in getting to the top of that ladder were pretty justified, huh?
The ref is over to check on Stormrage who is totally immobile in the wreckage of the tables. BLT is alone in the center of the ring and the two begin to ascend opposite sides of the ladder, working slowly as the match has taken its toll. As they ascend, Howard is back stumbling to his feet and pushes the ladder over in revenge of Stormrage. The fall isn't as high for BLT and they crash into the ropes, staying inside the ring. Howard is still dazed, however, and takes a moment to collect himself, long enough for Reynolds to make his way back into the ring. Reynolds begins to climb first, Howard still oddly slow to make his way to the ladder...but as Reynolds nears the top, one hand on the belts,H Howard, with a sudden burst of energy, dumps the ladder over on itself and sends Reynolds crashing through yet another set of tables on the outside of the ring! His neck takes a disturbing bend and the crowd gasps in collective shock, and the ref is over to check on Reynolds who is barely moving. Howard looks over with a combination of grimness and satisfaction, a slight smile betraying that perhaps he was only playing possum. Howard begins to climb, but incredibly, Ricky Runn is back to his feet and begins to climb opposite Howard. Howard and Runn fight at the very top, both of them clutching the titles before the other knocks them away with a hard fist. The two struggle, each grabbing onto a title...and suddenly, the ladder is kicked away, and the two are left to dangle at the top, clutching onto the titles for dear life!
Copeland:This is incredibly dangerous territory for these two!
Cohen:What are the odds they both fall and suffer permanent injury? Good, I hope?
Howard and Runn continue to fight, and Runn kicks Howard hard, hard enough to send him crashing off the titles into the mat. BLT are both up now and realize the desperate situation, and swat Runn off the titles with a ladder. The two act quickly to set up the big ladder, climb it quickly...but Stormrage is back! Reynolds is back! Both men are suddenly on the heels of BLT, who each have a hand on the titles! Reynolds and Stormrage, for the briefest of moments, collaborate to toss the ladder over, sending BLT both to the mat outside in a heap of human wreckage! The brief alliance of necessity ends and the two climb the opposite sides of the ladder, meeting at the top. It's an arena where Reynolds should win, and the champ looks good, controlling Stormrage at the top and looking very near to knocking him off the ladder! Runn and Howard are both back on their feet, however! Runn is behind Stormrage, trying to assist his partner, but Howard is on top of him, lays him out with a TKO! Stormrage is hanging on for dear life at the top and Reynolds looks ready to grab the titles! Howard dashes around the ladder, leaps behind Reynolds and pulls him down viciously! Stormrage is only at the top of the ladder, dazed and confused, Howard shouting for his life at him to grab the titles! Stormrage swallows, summons his courage, takes the last few steps to the very top...he wobbles at the top!...but hangs on, he's clutching the titles, and he's pulled them down! The match is over!
Harrys:Ladies and gentleman, here are your winners...and the NEW WZCW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...STRIKEFORCE!
Copeland:An incredible contest that lived up to the hype here - this was a non stop, adrenaline filled thriller that has given us new tag team champions.
Cohen:I realized the best part of a match where I hate everyone is that at least someone I hate gets beat up a lot. It does my heart good to see Runn Reynolds Runn dethroned as champions.
Connor:Have you no respect for one of the most impressive tag team championship teams in our history?
Cohen:...Not really, no.
Stormrage gets off the ladder as quick as humanly possible and collapses with Howard in the center of the ring in celebration. Reynolds, highly cognizant, looks furious and disappointed, in a corner with Ricky Runn who appears not to have processed the information yet. BLT remains in a heap on the outside, referees attending to them. Reynolds stares a hole through Strikeforce as they retreat from the arena with their titles in hang, Stormrage leaning on Howard for support as they make their way out, relishing their victory.
Harrys: Here is your winner, and new WZCW World Heavyweight Champion, Steven Kurtesy!
Copeland:I don’t believe it! Kurtesy has done it! Kurtesy has won the world title!
An official brings the belt into the ring and hands it to the stunned Steven Kurtesy. He gazes at the belt as his cheeks begin to house tears of joy. The crowd begins to chant Kurtesy’s name amidst the enormous applause. Burna is now making his way up the ramp, but he stops at the top and looks back at the ring. Kurtsey stares at him and stands on the bottom rope and raises the belt high to a huge pop from the crowd. Burna responds with a cold stare, but then slowly curls his lips into an evil smile...
Ty pump kicks his leg and a Consecrated Banishment lands in the face of Dave. The impact sends Dave staggering back and into the ropes. His feet lift up from underneath him as he begins spiraling backwards. The entire crowd gasps as Dave flips over the ropes and lands hard onto the outside mat! The referee looks at Dave and then signals for the bell!
Harrys: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner, and the man who will compete for the WZCW World Heavyweight Title at Kingdom Come IV, Ty Burna!
An orchestra of boos begin playing as Ty drops to his knees in the middle of the ring.
Cohen:He did it! He did it!
Connor:The co-owner of this company just won a ticket to the main event of Kingdom Come!
Copeland:I don’t believe it.
Holmes points and laughs at Dave as he slowly makes his way up the ramp. The crowd is absolutely stunned as the lights dim and Ty’s music blares through the PA system. The Kingdom Come IV logo shines brightly on the titantron amidst the dimmed arena. Ty slowly rises to his feet. He looks at the logo and curls his lips into a wicked grin.
From this point on, we see a variety of clips, all focused on Kurtesy’s destruction at the hands of Ty and the Apostles and all the tasks and gauntlets he’s had to overcome. These include the Steel Cage match with Barbosa, the gauntlet against S.H.I.T., Alhazred and K.O., the match with “Showtime” and the match with Celeste. The music builds as we keep cutting to clips of Ty smiling sinisterly, observing the destruction he has caused. Then, we move onto Meltdown 72 and the Celeste/Kurtesy vs. Ty/K.O. main event:
Meltdown 72 said:
Kurtesy is calling for the tag and K.O. is ready, though not eager, as he knows his master is worse off than he is. Ty staggers to K.O. as Celeste is a hair's breadth away from tagging in Kurtesy. Ty could reach K.O...but as Ty looks into K.O.'s face, pain etched across it from the beating he's already taken, Ty recoils his arm and refuses to make the tag! K.O. forgets himself, screams at him to make the tag, but it's too late! Kurtesy is in, and rips Ty away from the corner! Ty gets to his feet and is met by the Prescribed Sedation! Kurtesy makes the cover as K.O. looks on dazed...1...2...3!
Over this is narration from Meltdown 71 and the confrontation between Kurtesy and Burna:
Meltdown 71 said:
Kurtesy:Pain... a physical suffering or distress, as due to injury, illness, etc., a distressing sensation*in a particular part of the body, mental or emotional suffering or torment. Pain is a word to me Ty Burna, not something you can taunt me with. Do you want to know what pain is like, you’ll have to wait until Kingdom Come when I deliver to you the pain of defeat. You think I am confident know, just what until Meltdown 75 when I’m dancing in a WZCW owned ring still champion, and all you will be able to do is just suffer and watch. There is one other form of pain, the informal kind, annoying or troublesome pain and Burna you are troubled inside about that predicament, and believe me I would know I used to be a doctor. Tell me Ty, do you find me annoying? Does this scenario sound troublesome to you?
Burna:I suggest you take your cue Kurtesy and leave my ring. It was a pleasure to have you stop by, but if you really believed your little fairy tale has any truth to it you would be wise to step away.
Kurtesy:Ty you can hide behind your men today, but Kingdom Come you will be done.
We cut to one final, defining shot of the two men stand opposite one-another, Kurtesy holding his championship high in the sky and Ty grinning like Satan himself. Then the music reaches its end and we close the package also.
We are re-introduced to Cowboys Stadium with a wide shot with the fans well and truly hyped following that magnificent build-up package. Truman Harrys stays dead centre in the ring and prepares for possibly the biggest introduction in his long, illustrious career.
Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for your MAIN EVENT!
The crowd goes wild as Harrys brings the night into full focus with this final match. He pulls the microphone away from his face as suddenly, empathically, the lights are extinguished. They die to the sound of 100,000 boos from anxious WZCW fans. Then, flames rise up all across the stage, all at the same time. Then, the flames die, momentarily, just as the lights did. The flames abruptly return, forming a different path to the basic sequence they appeared in earlier. From the shot of the stage it’s difficult to recognise what’s going on. As the flames fully form their designated shape, we cut to a birds-eyes view, showing the pattern; The Chaos Symbol! Suddenly, a sound familiar to most plays, shocking many;
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The titantron bursts into life, showcasing highlights of the devastation that Ty Burna has left in his wake since forming his Apostles and taking over Meltdown. Very clearly, we see a platform starting to move in the partially lit darkness, a figure is rising. As the highlight package continues, proceeding towards it’s inevitable climax, the figure comes into full view. This figure is knelt, dwelling within the centre of the symbol. Those same flames partially light up the figure, revealing a blood-red robe, with the Chaos Symbol embedded into it. The flames suddenly engulf the figure as the music reaches its conclusion. Then, nothing. A brief pause as the fans look on, concerned though still hasty. Then, a red filter comes across the arena and the theme of chaos begins;
The boos begin as the flames ignite all around the figure. He rises to the beat of the music, the robe still draped completely over him. Then, as he finally reaches his feet completely, the flames cover his body! The robe burns, practically melts away, revealing the challenger for this evening; Ty Burna! The capacity crowd lets their hatred of the Lethal Lottery winner known as he stands in the midst of the chaos. The symbol opens up for him to walk down the ramp, the arena mainly in darkness, though the red filter offering some light. With each step Burna takes, flames climb to his sides. It is not too long before he reaches the ring apron. Fire envelopes his body once more. Channelling this fire, Burna slams it into the ground, raising the lights in the arena for a mere moment. He eyes up the steps, choosing to enter in this manner. After taking a step on to the cold metallic entrance devices, Burna extends his arms outwards and then upwards, raising the lights once more. Climbing into the ring, Burna does not care to pose for the audience, instead choosing to ignore their jibes and jeers and make his way to his corner.
At this point, the 300 Violin Orchestra dies down and a complete contrast begins. Suddenly, a holy-esc white light begins to slowly bring itself onto the tron. Then unknown music hits the speakers and then the audience;
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The arena is lit up by a white filter as the tron now shows a montage of Professor Steven Kurtesy’s activities as champion. From winning the title to defending it against Barbosa, his achievements as the top man are all there. Then, as the music builds, smoke begins to fill the arena. However, a silhouette descends in the mist. Almost ancient and saintly, a figure floats down to the top of the ramp, shrouded in mystery and clouded by fog. The fans are waiting in anticipation. The music ceases. Then the true music hits;
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Flash lighting blasts around the arena. With the mist fading, as the lyrics are screamed out, the heavyweight champion bounces out in white and gold adorned attire for this evening. His championship belt glistens brightly, his name standing tall on the championship. Rather than his normal calm demeanour, Kurtesy seems excited and amped up to be in Arlington tonight. He charges to the ring, focusing on the task at hand, and leaps to the ring apron, before climbing the ring post to pose. He drops into the ring and stands in his corner.
After the pomp and the pageantry, at the end it is two men staring across from one another inside a squared circle. It’s time for the biggest match of the year, possibly the biggest match WZCW has ever seen. The referee stands in the ring alongside Truman Harrys who offers us some big match introductions.
Harrys: This match, scheduled for one fall, is for the WZCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
Harrys pauses for a moment, allowing these rabid fans inside Cowboys Stadium time to absorb the atmosphere. He then continues:
Harrys: Introducing the participants, first, the challenger...
Thunderous boos echo throughout the massive stadium as the crowd is fully aware of whom this man is.
Harrys: ...weighing in at 235 pounds, he is the Master of Chaos, the Owner of Meltdown and the 2012 Lethal Lottery Winner; T-Y-BUR-NA!
Burna raises his arms skyward almost as if to signal the volume increase in the arena as the booing becomes completely and utterly deafening. Ty shows little emotion aside from an ever so slight smirk lingering on his face. After a loud few moments, the audience quietens down for the final introduction.
Harrys: And his opponent...
The crowd roars with might approval, willing their hero on even before the battle has begun.
Harrys: From Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 228 pounds, he is the reigning WZCW Heavyweight Champion of the World; PROFESSOR STEVEN KURTESY!
Kurtesy raises his championship high above his head. The crowd reaction is the complete polar opposite of the Burna one. They love Kurtesy and will give him every ounce of energy they have to will him to the championship win tonight. After a few moments he moves his arm down. Truman Harrys exits the ring and the referee walks up to Kurtesy. He asks for the championship from the Australian. He gives the title one long stare and kisses it softly, almost as if to say goodbye, at least for the time being. The official shows both men the championship, with the devilish smirk on Ty’s face expanding upon seeing the title shown to him. The referee then raises the title above his head for all in the stadium to see. He hands the title to Harrys who is perfectly positioned outside the ring to receive the gold. And with that the referee calls for the bell to signify the start of the main event.
Connor: And here we go.
Copeland: Either Steven Kurtesy saves WZCW from the brink or we fall into the abyss.
Cohen: It’s matches like this that make WZCW the greatest wrestling federation the world over. This is going to be good.
The crowd is completely and utterly rabid for this match as various scattered chants mix to create one large wall of noise which collapses atop the main event participants. They meet in the centre of the ring, but do not unleash any physicality just yet as they stare directly into one another’s eyes. Then, both men are caught off guard by the flashing bulbs of so many cameras as the world waits to capture this moment. They both turn their heads ninety degrees or so to see the sea of people taking pictures to relive this moment over and over again. Then they catch each other’s eyes again. Burna smirks, Kurtesy nods. They back off for a brief moment but both lunge directly into a lock-up, looking to catch the other off guard. The arena explodes just for this mere basic start to a match-up. The two gladiators tussle and push with their might, but neither truly moves. It’s dead even to start. Realising that this is likely going nowhere, Kurtesy goes for a leg sweep, while Ty unleashes a couple of quick, stiff kicks to the ribs. Burna goes down, but Kurtesy has been dealt damage. Ty rises quickly and charges at Kurtesy, backing him into the corner. He applies a choke for a few moments. The referee counts the illegal hold. 1-2-3-4-TY RELEASES!
Ty grins wildly, but it is soon wiped clean off when Kurtesy unleashes a palm strike upon his foe. Staggering back, Ty looks to regain his composure, but instead takes a nasty kick right into the left arm. Kurtesy then targets the left leg with a similar strike. Dropping to one knee, Ty appears to be in deep trouble early on as Kurtesy backs off and loads up for something. He’s backed up to the ropes now, and launches himself forward, but rather than what he had intended, he is met with a shocking and dastardly twist. The entire arena holds its breath as Ty pops up swiftly...
Cohen: He was playing possum!
Connor: Is that what I think it is?
It is indeed as Burna pumps his legs and no more than a good ninety seconds into this match he has hit his finishing manoeuvre; Consecrated Banishment! Burna floats over into a cover, seeking an abrupt end. 1...2...
Copeland: KICK-OUT!
...KICK-OUT! As Sebastian Copeland screams for the champion to kick out he does so, much to the relief of the capacity crowd who roars with delight. Ty is displeased to say the least and a sour look is etched onto his face. He stares right at the official who offers him only a confirmation of the two count.
Connor: Well that’s one way to kick off a main event match.
Rising to his feet, Ty grabs Kurtesy by the skull and drags him to his feet. He kicks him right in the back of the knee, bringing Kurtesy down again, and setting up for a second Consecrated Banishment, but this time, Kurtesy is ready, and grabs the leg. He smiles wildly for a moment as he quickly turns things around with a dragon screw. He does not relinquish the leg however and looks to turn Burna onto his belly for a half Boston crab. Burna flails like a fish out of water, desperate to not be turned over and onto his back. Kurtesy dips his head down to assist in turning over Burna. Ever the master strategist, Burna again turns the odds in his favour, as he starts to rap his long legs around the throat of the champion; The Final Séance! Or at least an attempt as Kurtesy quickly realises the danger and ducks out, releasing the leg. The former doctor loads up a big kick however in a bid to regain the advantage, but it seems that Ty has a similar objective, also connecting with a big roundhouse style kick. Both men fall flat onto their backs. The crowd approves of this mostly even contest so far, as they offer some resounding applause.
Copeland: This thing has been dead even so far.
Cohen: I dispute that Seabass. Kurtsey got nailed straight with that very early Consecrated Banishment. There’s no way he’s 100% anymore, if he ever was.
Both men get to their feet, a little groggy, but to Jack Cohen’s point, it is Ty who recovers fully first, and he clobbers a forearm right into Kurtesy’s back. With Steven knelt, Ty decides to take it upon himself to cause some damage and pain. He drops to his knees and torpedoes a number of elbow shots right into Kurtesy’s shoulder. One, two, three, four, FIVE devastating blows before the arm gives out on Kurtesy and he falls right to the mat. Burna however wants to target this limb and as such, yanks it from Kurtesy’s control. He lays the full arm out on the mat, allowing him to drop repeated knee strikes right across the arm and in particular the shoulder. This assault culminates when Burna drops the entire 235 pounds of himself on top of the arm. Kurtesy screams in pure agony and rolls around, clutching the arm. Ty goes direct for a cover. 1...2...KICK-OUT! Kurtesy is forced to use the weakened arm to kick out and Ty laughs malevolently at the pain clearly enveloping the professor’s arm.
Ever the pleasant human being he is, Ty exploits the arm further, applying a somewhat uncharacteristic Fujiwara armbar. The referee is immediately at Kurtesy’s side, asking if he wants to give in. The champion shakes his head with gritted teeth. Applying some more torque to the armbar, Kurtesy desperately seeks a way out of this hold, digging his nails right into the mat, trying to alleviate the pain somehow. He drags not only himself, but Burna towards the ropes momentarily, but Ty again wrenches the arm, breaking the momentum of Kurtesy. Burna grins wildly and mutters something about submitting to Kurtesy. This however may well be a mistake for the “Harbinger of Chaos” as it seems to trigger something in Kurtesy who uses his good arm to stretch out and grab Ty’s closest leg, tipping him backwards into a schoolboy position. 1...2...KICK-OUT! Ty is forced to release the hold in order to escape the pin, though he knows that may well have caused further damage.
Connor: Did you guys see the angle Kurtesy’s arm was contorted at during that pin attempt.
Copeland: Sickening would barely cover it.
Cohen: It’s a masterful strategy from Ty though.
Kurtesy rolls around the ring clutching his arm, looking to keep it from Ty’s attempts at exploiting the injury further. As Kurtesy looks to fight him off, Ty deals with the sat-up champion by simply blasting him in the face with a swift boot. The arm again becomes vulnerable and Ty sits down across the arm. He takes his time to make his next move, talking a little trash in Kurtesy’s ear quite intimately. Rage fills Kurtesy’s face, mixed with the pain, but he cannot get the Lethal Lottery winner off of him. In a deeply nasty move, Ty turns himself so his legs face Kurtesy’s side and proceeds, with his body still atop the arm, to push Kurtesy’s shoulder with his foot. As the potential separation of the arm commences, Kurtesy screams out. He nails the mat repeatedly with a closed fist, as Ty laughs, knowing he is in full control. The referee checks with Kurtesy, asking if he wishes to submit. For a second time in the match, Kurtesy declines the opportunity. His body is weakening, but his will remains ironclad and as the pace of his fist hitting the mat quickens, the crowd catches on, clapping alongside him. This share of wills allows Kurtesy to feed somewhat off the crowd, overcoming the pain at least for the moment. In one fluid moment, the former tag team champion shoves Ty off the arm and into a roll-up. 1...2...KICK-OUT! Or at least that’s what it seems.
Connor: Only two for the champion as Ty...wait a second...
Copeland: Could it be?
Cohen: THE FINAL SEANCE!
Sure enough, Ty looks to wrap his powerful limbs around the head and throat of Kurtesy. As our Meltdown owner seeks to lock the move in, he also captures the weakened arm of Kurtesy. He locks the devastating hold in, with only one of his shoulders on the mat. Burna’s eyes light up with complete madness. He seems almost possessed by his quest for victory and feels it is within his reach when suddenly this illusion is shattered. Kurtesy had predicted such a move from the former heavyweight champion and as such, flips over into another roll-up. 1...2...KICK-OUT! In a bid to save his hopes, Ty is forced to release his adversary. Both men rise, but with some momentum on his side, Kurtesy is the one who goes on the offense. He lights Ty up with a knife-edge chop which creates a vile sound. He repeats as Ty continues to back-off. After a couple of shots, Ty tries to kick his way out of trouble, but the first kick is blocked with a second being caught. To follow up, Kurtsey smashes Burna’s chest with an almighty third chop. This reduces Ty to his knees. Feeling the power flow through him, Kurtesy holds his hand up high before bringing it down to make a fist. He loads up a HUGE kick, but before a connection can be made, Ty ducks and rolls out of the ring. The fans boo the apparent cowardice.
Several of our WZCW followers in the first row scream some nasty words at Burna. His face contorts into one of rage. And he appears to engage in an argument briefly. Such a move allows Kurtesy to plot his next move. With the adrenaline running, Kurtesy’s arm is numbed significantly, allowing him to pull himself onto the top rope, using it as a springboard, just as this happens, Ty turns, seeking to return to the match. What he finds is a man falling directly on top of him. Kurtesy delivers a masterful seated senton onto the outside. The fans cheer wildly for such a show of bravery. The referee begins to count both men as they lie on the outside. It is not long before Kurtesy is up though and he looks ready to hand out some punishment to Ty. Burna himself is crawling, attempting to take a breather rather than a beating. Kurtesy is in hot pursuit though and lashes out with a kick to the ribs. Ty grimaces in pain, shuffling backwards, taking refuge against the steel ring steps. Kurtesy re-enters the ring to break the count at seven. He exits again to resume his assault. He stretches his weakened arm out to grab Burna, only to be grabbed and yanked straight into the steps, arm first!
All the adrenaline that had been flowing in Kurtesy’s system is basically flushed out by that one move. Ty pants, relieved that he has regained the advantage. He uses the ring apron to stand back up. His black locks dangle in front of his face, a sign of partial fatigue. Kurtesy is clearly in agony, so what does a gentleman like Ty Burna do? Why he attacks. Crushing the arm further, Ty boots the appendage right into the steps. The referee stops counting to try and tell Burna off, but the Ouija Scroll’s master hisses at him, serpent like. Disturbed, the official back away. Ty grabs the wounded warrior and rolls him back into the ring, breaking whatever count the referee had reached. With his head and neck still exposed, Ty goes for the jugular, quite literally as he chokes away once more. The referee counts. 1-2-3-4-TY RELEASES! Kurtesy uses his good arm to grasp his throat, leaving the other arm fully exposed. Something Ty desires to exploit time and time again, this time slamming it right into the apron. Ty slides back into the ring now, rolling Kurtesy over for a cover. 1...2...KICK-OUT! Wasting no time, Ty decides to bring Kurtesy to his feet. He follows up by hoisting him off of his feet. After a moment of getting him in position, Ty drops Kurtesy down with a cruel shoulder-breaker! Ty makes the cover. 1...2...KICK-OUT!
Cohen: How does Kurtesy keep kicking out?
Copeland: Heart, sprit, the will to survive. That’s how.
Connor: he’s showing us all why he’s a champion for sure.
Displeased, Ty fires a straight fist into the face of the former Crashin Movement member. He rises to his feet, and brings Kurtesy with him, looking to repeat the shoulder-breaker. He takes the chance to taunt the fans in the arena at this time as well, allowing Kurtesy a few moments to strategise through the pain. These key moments make Kurtesy think of an out, which he takes, wriggling, forcing Ty to manoeuvre his legs further apart, and creating an opening for Kurtesy. He crawls through Ty’s legs and flips him over into a roll-up! 1...2...KICK-OUT! Astonished, Ty is to his feet, where he fires a wild shot at Kurtesy who grabs the sloppy shot. He then grabs Ty’s other arm, looking to hook in Solitary Confinement. However, before he can wrap his legs around Ty’s body and execute the hold effectively, Ty wrenches the weakened arm, forcing a release. Both men separate, with Kurtesy backing into the ropes for support. Ty is enraged and looks to end it all once and for all with an attempt at Consecrated Banishment. Kurtesy detects it however and with his one good arm, drops the top rope, sending Ty tumbling over. He hits the mat on the outside hard. Kurtesy sees this as an opportunity, but he’s severe agony. He’s unsure of what to do next. The crowd are behind him however. Then, he looks at the top rope and smiles.
Cohen: What’s that look?
Connor: I think our dear doctor just got an idea.
Cohen: He’s not a doctor anymore my dear, he’s a professor and a nutty one at that.
The fans noise level rises as Kurtesy prepares to ascend the turnbuckles. With each progressing step, the decibel level increases. Ty stirs on the outside after his fall. Reaching to top rope, Kurtsey still clutches his wounded arm. He rotates very, very carefully as Ty staggers a little. With the dark lord to his feet, Kurtsey has his back to him, takes a deep breath and risks it all with one breathtaking move!
Copeland: OH MY GOD!
Flipping over, Kurtesy lands almost complete atop Ty with a moonsault. With the brief lunacy over, the crowd is going nuts over such a move in the Kingdom Come main event. Both men are down and the referee begins the count. The crowd remains rabid until they start to realise that the match is in real danger of ending as a double countout.
1...2...3...
Both men begin to stir.
4...5...
Steven Kurtesy begins to rise to his feet. He slumps against the apron, dying to enter the ring. Ty still tries to get to a standing position.
6...7...
Kurtesy rolls into the ring, safe from the countout. Burna is to his feet, but still out of it.
8...9...
Ty snaps out of his funk briefly, diving into the ring to avoid a countout loss. The fans sigh with relief, hoping for a true conclusion to this battle of attrition. Kurtesy is using the ropes to get to his feet, his weak arm still hanging limp. Ty is still somewhat out of it, lying on his back. He tries to use the ropes to make his way up. As he gets to a standing position, Kurtesy grabs the unsteady Burna and pulls him into a submission position with Hypnosis! It takes a few moments, but Ty finally realises what’s going on and how much trouble he’s in. He tries desperately to hook back onto the ropes, but it’s no good as Kurtesy pulls him further away from safety. Ty shakes his head at the notion of giving up when asked, and looks to break out of the hold by attacking the severely weakened arm of Kurtesy. Once more adrenaline runs high however and as such, Kurtesy feels little pain from the blows, choking the life out of the champion practically. Ty struggles, dying to reach those ropes, using all his might to stretch and elongate himself. He is within touching distance when Kurtesy changes things up! He wraps both his legs around Burna’s sternum, forcing both men backwards. He modifies the positioning of both his opponent and his own arms. The result is; Solitary Confinement!
Copeland: Now the roles are reversed, will Ty be able to free himself from Solitary Confinement?
Once more, Ty is attempting to make sure his body is as long as possible, using every fibre of his being to try and get something on the ropes. His foot is close, painfully so in fact. The hand is considering a tap and you can see Ty thinking about it. The fans in Cowboys Stadium are practically screaming at him to submit. Then, Burna resorts to the most barbaric form of escapism. He smashes his skull into Kurtesy’s face not once, but twice. That loosens the hold enough for the former Mayhem Champion to escape. Ty may regret that decision however as the tumble earlier seems to have made him supremely groggy. He may well be concussed after those headbutts, but at least it bought him time. Kurtesy pushes himself off the mat, ending up in a standing position while Ty continues to grasp his skull, though getting to his feet. Seeking to apply Hypnosis again, Kurtesy goes in to lock it up, but Ty senses it may well be coming. He grabs the weak arm and jumps downwards, cracking it off his shoulder. Kurtesy stumbles backwards, clutching the arm. Ty comes up, pumps his legs and prepares to deliver another Consecrated Banishment, but our resident psychiatrist ducks in the nick of time. However, he turns around into a kick to the midsection. Mo’ Murda is hit on the follow up as Ty floats over into a loose pin. 1...2...KICK-OUT!
Both men are horribly fatigued after spending time in submission holds and picking up injuries along the way. Getting to his feet, Ty holds his head, still in obvious pain. The crowd is displeased with him. With a grim look he turns to the audience and shakes his head. He cares not what they think and turn to them to taunt momentarily. He bounces off the ropes, perhaps looking to deliver a running knee drop, but it doesn’t matter what he thinks as Kurtesy pops up to deliver a quick Prescribed Sedation! Not the greatest version ever, but the crowd erupts with approval. Kurtesy drops an arm over Burna. The arena counts along with the referee. 1...2...
Connor: Is this it?
Copeland: I THINK SO!
...KICK-OUT!
Cohen: Or not Seabass.
Ty has popped out at the last second, digging deep within the recesses of his soul to fathom something. Whatever it was, it helped him kick-out and Kurtesy looks at the referee in disbelief. Much like Ty’s Consecrated Banishment was greeted with a two count, so is the Prescribed Sedation. Sweat drips off of the champion’s forehead at a rapid rate as he stares at his foe and shakes his head. What can he do next that he has not already? He tries to bring the surely unconscious Burna to his feet, but the challenger shoves Kurtesy off of his person. He pumps the legs and executes Consecrated Banishment to the wounded arm as Kurtesy bounces into the ropes. He is whipped back into the centre, though he drops to a knee in utter anguish. Ty bounces off the ropes and with whatever he has left, pumps the legs, executing an almighty Consecrated Banishment! The third one of the match and the second proper. Kurtesy rolls a little before Ty stops him and essentially collapses into a pin. 1...
Cohen: Now it’s over.
Copeland: no...
2...
Connor: What a match.
...FOOT-ON-THE-ROPES!
The hand of the official even slaps the mat a third time as he only catches the foot at the very last moment. The noise of that third mat slap is not heard though as the crowd’s glee is the only apparent noise in the stadium.
Connor: And it is NOT over!
Cohen: How on earth..?
Copeland: YES!
Ty is so exhausted and his screws have been rattled so much he can’t even dispute the decision. He merely lies motionless. Kurtesy is much the same. The referee, still knelt, takes a deep breath, realising just how close this one came to being over. He has a job to do though and stands up tall, starting the count as both men are down. The crowd is still going ballistic as the ref counts.
Copeland: Remember folks, should we reach a count of ten the match is rendered a draw and Kurtesy WILL retain his championship.
Cohen: Yes, but rest assured, Ty will seek vengeance for these actions should that be the case.
As the official counts to five, Ty starts to move somewhat, as does Kurtesy. Up to seven now and Ty is on all fours. Kurtesy with his good arm grasps the middle rope, looking to hoist himself to his feet. Nine and Ty is to his feet to break the count. He can barely stand however and Kurtesy is up at what would be eleven, only stable due to the ropes he has for leverage. Through tired eyes, the two sweaty, wounded, weary warriors look at one another. Despite the good and evil connotations that could be made, they are both the same right now and they know it. They are both tired and want it to end. Neither is willing to give in though and neither will perhaps ever forgive themselves should they do so. Ty motions with his hand for Kurtesy to bring himself over. Kurtesy nods and slowly drags himself towards Burna. Ty says something, not derogatory or nasty, or even necessarily nice, but perhaps a challenge. Kurtesy nods and takes a weak step back. Ty does the same and as if to repeat the start of the match, the pair locks up. Compared to the titanic clash that started this match, this lock-up is far sloppier. Burna may be close to being, if he is not already concussed, but he’s still intelligent and he thrusts that weakened arm of Kurtesy’s downwards.
The pain is numbed by the fatigue, but it still remains at least partially. The professor ducks down to grab the injury, allowing Burna to try and hook the other arm. He falls backwards, and Kurtesy follows him down. He seeks to wrap his large, brutish legs around the head, seeking the coup de grace; The Final Séance! Burna tries desperately to lock the move in, but Kurtesy is fighting with the mere might he has left. The attempts of both men are feeble, but the crowd is still fully into this, running high on their own adrenaline. It is Kurtesy however who manages to outthink his now narrow minded nemesis by flipping Ty onto his belly. Noting this, he leaps onto the year long champion and wraps his legs around the waste, and then crosses Ty’s arms; Solitary Confinement! The referee is in position as Ty tries weakly to fight out of the move. He so badly wants to win, but he can’t, he simply can’t get out. His brain is no doubt bruised and lord knows what other injuries he has sustained never mind his opponent. He tries to reach the bottom rope with his foot, fighting destiny, defying fate. He tries and tries, but he fades and fades. His efforts become weaker and Kurtesy nods. The referee checks Ty one more time. He’s unresponsive. He calls for the bell. It is over. Good has triumphed over supposed evil. The fans are jubilant.
Copeland: IT’S OVER WZCW HAS WON!
Connor: Steven Kurtesy remains the Heavyweight Champion!
Cohen: You know what? I’m standing up...
Cohen does just that as nearly the entire arena rises to it’s feet to applaud such a match. Pure, brilliant wrestling has won as have the fans even if this is Steven Kurtesy’s moment. Barely able to respond himself, Kurtesy relinquishes the submission. Cohen applauds the match as do Copeland and Connor. Even Truman Harrys and all those at ringside are to their feet to applaud. The referee receives the world championship from Harrys who has the official result.
Harrys: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL THE WZCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION; PROFESSOR STEVEN KURTESY!
Once more the crowd is completely absorbed by the moment cheering their hero in the face of evil, defying the king of the castle as his holy grail is held from him once more. Burna remains motionless, though his chest movements indicate he is still with us. Kurtesy holds the belt up, still on his back. Confetti begins to descend in this historic moment. Kurtesy begins to rise to a knee, before getting fully to his feet. Pyrotechnics explode around the arena, creating the feeling of a mighty victory Kurtesy stumbles with his crowning glory. He gingerly climbs a turnbuckle as even more pyro blows up around the Dallas Cowboys home.
Connor: Well ladies and gentlemen, Steven Kurtesy has retained his World Heavyweight Championship tonight on the grandest stage and it was an absolute war.
Cohen: I have to say I respect both men so much for what they left in that ring. A fantastic match to cap off a fantastic evening.
Copeland: I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I agree with you Jack. Ladies and gentlemen, it was the greatest Kingdom Come of all time and I think this record breaking crowd may agree with us. We thank you for being with us. From Cowboys Stadium, we wish you all the best, goodnight!
Steven Kurtesy still stands tall, barely. The crowd roars are still mighty and Ty remains barely mobile in the ring. Our final shot of the night and of the show is Steven Kurtesy smiling, with sweat pouring down, one arm hanging limp, but the other majestically holding his championship high.
Dave - Showtime vs. Black Dragon vs. Barbosa, Graphics Showtime - Johnny Scumm vs. Triple X, Saboteur vs. Action Saxton Harthan - Ace Stevens vs. Stevenson Marquel, Runn Reynolds Runn vs. TLC vs. Strikeforce Funkay - Ty Burna vs. Steven Kurtesy, Music, Backstage Falkon - King for a Day Numbers - Big Dave vs. Steven Holmes Ty Burna - Opening, Team WZCW vs. Apostles of Chaos
Thank you all for joining us for Kingdom Come IV. It's been a hell of a year fed wise for us, as we've seen our biggest growth and roster size ever. Congratulations to all those winning tonight, and also thank you Dave for the outstanding graphics. Rep everyone who put in a ton of work for the show. We will be taking a week off to reset and prepare for the next cycle.
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