Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our main event of the evening and is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first, weighing in at 236 pounds... Blade!
Cohen: Here comes a man with ambition. A man who can take care of business.
Connor: A former EurAsian Champion, Blade has shown himself to be lethal in the ring against anyone at any level. A win against a former World Champion may shake some things up this close to the grand spectacle that is Kingdom Come.
Blade makes his way out onto the stage to a very mixed reaction from the crowd. Blade look around the audience for a moment before heading straight down the ramp. Fans boo and hiss at him as makes his way, eagerly, towards the ring. Blade solemnly walks, there seems to be no emotion on his face. He reaches the ring before pausing for a second, looking at the 4-cornered test that awaits him. After a second, he climbs the steps and gets into the ring. He takes another look at the crowd before turning back towards the ramp in preparation.
And his opponent, weighing in at 268 pounds... Big Dave!
Connor: Dave hasn't been the same since his return to WZCW only a few weeks ago, returning at the Lethal Lottery and then going down to John Constantine. One can only assume that his blood feud with Steven Holmes is beginning to take something out of Big Dave.
Cohen: Maybe. Or maybe it's that he doesn’t have what it takes any more. This is the man who lost the Heavyweight Championship only a few shows after winning it. The days of Big Dave are over and Blade will illustrate that perfectly tonight.
Dave emerges from behind the curtain with a smouldering look of seriousness on his features. He waits for a moment before signalling to Blade that it ends tonight. There is a determined attributed about Dave as he coolly saunters towards the ring. He shoots a look at the man waiting for him inside the ring before allowing himself to soak up the reaction from the crowd. He begins to circle the ring whilst Blade watches him from the inside. Dave continues his walk whilst Blade stands with a face void of emotion. Suddenly, Dave launches himself under the ropes and begins his assault on Blade. The referee signals for the bell and this one is under-way.
Connor: What a blistering start to this match. Care to take those words back, Jack?
Cohen: Hmph! Not likely.
Dave backs Blade up into the corner as the crowd begin to get into the match. He launches a volley of vicious chops to the chest of Blade, who recoils in pain. Dave grabs him by the shoulders and forces him back into the corner, much to the amusement of the crowd. There is a hush before each devastating chop and an excitement with every heavy hand that collides with the bare flesh of The Prodigal Son. Dave allows Blade a moment of relief as he steps away from the corner. Blade grasps his chest as moves out of the predicament. Dave keeps one eye on Blade as he steps out of the corner and before Blade has the time to earn a slither of revenge for the early onslaught brought his way, he is nailed with a pumphandle slam that sends a crash around the packed arena. Blade lets out a yell of pain as his back makes contact with the canvas for the first time and Dave covers him. The referee is quick to get to his position and count the pin. The Son is far too fresh however and manages to roll a shoulder out at 1.
Cohen: You're not going to put away Blade with a run-of-the-mill pumphandle slam, Dave. I would have thought that he would have picked that up by now.
Connor: Regardless, this one seems to be getting delightfully dangerous excessively quickly. One can only hope that these fans are in for a treat tonight.
Dave looks keen to put this match to bed early and attempts to continue his assault on the former EurAsian Champion. Blade, however, has other ideas. Dave grabs Blade by the hair and attempts to pull him to his feet but a concealed rake of the eyes sends Dave reeling in the opposite direction. Blade allows himself a moment to collect his thoughts before pressing on with an attack of his own. Dave turns towards his opponent, his eyes still stinging with pain. His vision seems to be impaired as he swing a blind arm in the direction of his opponent. Blade sees this coming and quickly ducks under the arm of the former World Champion, causing Dave to spin around. Blade seizes the opportunity and lands a very rapid belly-to-back suplex that seems like revenge for the pain that he suffered in the early goings of this match. Blade, however, does not try to cover Dave and instead opts into continuing the assault that could put his opponent away. Blade gets to his feet and, with some effort manages to pull his opponent with him. Blade backs Dave up into the ropes and sends him across the ring with an Irish whip. Dave returns to him with gusto and is immediately nailed with a knee to the gut that sends him flying over the limb of the Son and onto the canvas once more. The crowd boo as Blade presses home his advantage with some stiff shots to the face of his downed opponent before finally covering the man. The referee begins his count... 1... 2... Dave pushes Blade off of his torso and breaks the count!
Connor: Blade has really taken control of this match and I don't think it will be too long before we see him setting up for The Halo.
Blade licks his lips with excitement as the thought of taking the former World Champion to task for more time becomes a real thought. He gets to his feet and aims a taunt in the direction of the crowd, who fail to allow him to not get under their skin. The booing and chanting obscures the sounds of Blade moving around in the ring, plotting his next savage attack on his recovering opponent. Finally, Dave begins to recover, the fans willing him on and then some. Blade, however, lies in wait. Stalking him with every movement, the fans at ringside try everything to warn Dave of the imminent attack. Blade, with no hesitation, runs towards Dave, looking to take him out with a German suplex. As Blade wraps his hands around the waist of Dave, the former KFAD winner grabs one wrist and circles round the back of the Son. He quickly nails him with a backbreaker that further targets the weakened back of his opponent. Blade squirms once more as Dave takes a moment to compose himself and catch his breath. He presses ahead and grabs Blade by the arm, pulling him to his feet. Dave feeds off of the energy supplied by the crowd and immediately hits Blade with a beautifully executed DDT that sends both men back towards the canvas once more. Dave quickly rolls on top of Blade, looking to put him away but Blade is still too fresh and the cover is broken at 1. Not disheartened though, Dave climbs to his feet, allowing the plan of attack to formulate in his thoughts. After a second, he seems to have reached a conclusion. Allowing Blade to his knee, Dave lands a heavy kick to the jaw of his uprising opponent that sends a slapping noise around the arena again. The crowd inhale sharply as a collective as Blade is sent to the canvas on his back.
Cohen: Ouch!
Connor: You can see that there is no love lost between these two men, Jack. You could go so far as to say that they hate each other. That hate is driving them on towards greatness here tonight. Everyone here is on tenterhooks, they've no idea which way this one is going to swing.
Dave immediately begins to climb to the top rope, his legs are more confident now than they looked at the early stages of the match as Blade held control of his fate. He sends a hand movement towards the crowd, who go crazy for his participation in that effort. Dave stands on the turnbuckle before launching himself off of his elevated position and into the air. Blade, realising that he is going to suffer the impact of his attacking opponent, just manages to get out of the way with no more time to spare, causing Dave to collide with the unforgiving canvas. Dave lets out a scream of agony as his torso takes the brunt of the impact. Blade, quickly understanding that he needs to take advantage of this rare lapse in judgement, covers Dave and manages to acquire a 2 count before Dave can roll a shoulder out once more. Both men struggle to get to their feet as the effects of this match begin to take their toll on their bodies. Dave, despite his collision, is the first to make it to a vertical basis but is joined by Blade a fraction later. Dave looks to land a heavy punch to the jaw of Blade but the wily former EurAsian Champion avoids contact and lands a devastating uppercut to the jaw of Dave. Dave recoils and, upon turning back to his opponent, is caught with an effortless chokeslam that sends the crowd into raptures. Blade, seemingly out on his feet lies on the canvas along with his opponent. The chokeslam that drove the air from Dave's lungs only seconds ago seems to have taken something out of the Son. Both men lie motionless as the referee begins his double count. Blade begins to stir and notices his downed opponent lying close to him. He slings a heavy arm across the chest of Dave and the referee begins his count. 1.. 2.. Dave manages to get a shoulder up with no time to spare.
Connor: Unbelievable! I can't tell you how many people would have given up there. Blade and Big Dave have been putting each other through the ringer tonight and it shows no signs of slowing down any time soon.
Cohen: And that's what we all paid to see, Cat.
The crowd leap to their feet in excitement as the longevity of this match seems to have been renewed with Dave's arm shooting off of the canvas. Blade, although tired, cannot believe what he is seeing. A look of shock is quickly wiped from memory as a look of anger crosses the features of the features of the Prodigal Son. Using his arms to help him, Blade hoists himself onto his knees. Dave lies motionless next to him as Blade mouths some words his opponent's way under his breath. Dave begins to stir now as, with another huge effort, Blade rises to his feet. The anger that once lined his face has now disappeared and a look of sheer hatred has replaced it. Waiting on Dave to move some more, Blade shakes his head in sheer disgust, fully in control of the match. He allows a sadistic smile to appear on his face as Dave pulls himself to his knees with the help of the bottom rope. Dave looks out-on-his-feet but his actions show that there is still some fight in the former world Champion yet. Blade waits, signalling to the crowd that The Halo will be arriving very shortly. Dave, although rising to his feet, is not aware of Blade cruel plans and upon getting to his feet, is placed in position for The Halo. Dave, using all of his experience, manages to squirm out of the hold and onto his feet. Blade launches a fist in the direction of his opponent but Dave, with instinct, avoids the collision. The momentum generated by Blade as he swings for Dave carries him well past his opponent and upon returning to face him is devastated by the Stamp Of Authority! The crowd go nuts as both men lie motionless on the canvas one more time. The referee checks on both parties before continuing his count once again.
Connor: This could be it, Jack!
1... 2... 3... 4... 5
Dave begins to stir and crawl towards his opponent...
Cohen: No way!?
6... 7... 8
He raises an arm as he nears the motionless body of one of his fiercest opponents.
Connor: Almost there!
9...
He drops his arm with no time to spare and covers Blade. The referee falls to his position and begins the count as the crowd holds it's collective breath.
1... 2...
Connor: Oh my goodness! This is absolutely breathtaking stuff from these two men. Neither man will give in until they are being wheeled out of here on a stretcher. That's what makes these two men legends in the business.
From nowhere, Steven Holmes pulls the leg of the referee, causing him to fall out of the ring. Homes stands facing the official as a barrage of abuse is send his way. Holmes has mischievous and lethal look in his eye as the referee questions his role in the match. With absolutely no hesitation, Holmes nails the referee with a callous punch that almost breaks his jaw. The referee falls to the ground as Holmes divert s his attention towards the two men in the middle of the ring. There is a look in his eye that would frighten even the most hardened of men. He slowly crawls under the bottom rope and into the ring, his face only centimetres from that of Big Dave. He sneers an evil grin as he purposely rises to his feet, standing over Big Dave. There is a commotion as more referees head towards the ring in an effort to stop Holmes from carrying out whatever sadistic thoughts are crossing his unstable mind. With no time to spare, Holmes lands a heavy kick to the jaw of Dave and pulls the arm of Blade across his opponent. He slides out of the ring and allows a vicious smile to cross his features as he slowly paces up the ramp, always facing the action. One of the referees that ran to the ring has now assumed control of the match and notices the pin attempt from Blade. 1... 2... Dave manages to roll the shoulder out! The crowd explode once more as Dave defies the odds once again. On the outside of the ring, a shocked Steven Holmes struggles to believe what he is seeing.
Connor: Holmes shouldn't even be out here tonight, never mind getting involved in this damn match. His psychotic tendencies are beginning to play havoc with the chances of Big Dave.
Cohen: Steven Holmes can do whatever the Hell he likes, Cat. Hell, he might even climb in there again and beat Dave to a pulp and there's nothing any of us can do about it.
Connor: He'll have to get over his shock first...
Blade and Dave seem finished but both men will not give up. This close to Kingdom Come, they simply can't. Both men pull themselves to their knees and then, after a glance at the exhausted face of the other man, rise to their shaky feet. Dave throws a punch at Blade which connects and is then mirrored by Blade, The crowd seem engrossed in what has shaped up to be a devastating match and are living and dying on every punch. The back and forth continues as Steven Holmes lets the officials on the outside of the ring have a piece of his mind. Blade throws another right in the direction of his opponent but Dave catches him arm before nailing him with The Stamp Of Authority. Holmes' mouth is ajar as Dave slowly but surely crawls across his opponent for the 1... 2... 3!
Connor: An astounding contest from these two men that will surely go down in the history books as one of the hard-fought encounters to ever grace a WZCW ring. Truly amazing stuff.
Anderson: Here is your winner, Big Dave!
Cohen: No! This can't be happening! Blade had everything going his way in this match!
Dave slowly pulls himself back up to his feet as the referee raises his hand. Dave turns and stares down Holmes while having his arm raised. Holmes curses under his breath as he paces around the ring to the entrance ramp. Dave's eyes don't move from Holmes the whole time.
Connor: These two are on a crash course for an epic battle at Kingdom Come. But we're out of time here on Ascension, for Jack Cohen, I'm Cat Connor, goodnight!
The camera cuts between Holmes and Dave as they continue their staredown as Ascension goes off the air.