Harrys: The following contest is a singles match and is set for one fall.
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Harrys: Introducing first from St Louis, Missouri, weighing 265 pounds, he is one half of the reigning WZCW Tag Team Champions... Constantine!
After a moment or two of the music playing to the arena, Constantine makes his first appearance on the stage. Constantine slowly paces from side to side on the stage before stopping on the middle of stage; he unclips the championship and hangs it over his shoulder. He dips his chin to his chest as the chorus kicks in. The lights dim in the arena save for one spotlight that shines down on The Power Trip. As the music continues, Constantine raises the title into the air as the light begin circling in the arena and the lights come back up. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant smirk on his face, looking extremely confident about tonight’s match. He enters the ring via the steps and mounts the turnbuckles; holding his WZCW Tag Team Championship proudly above his head.
Copeland: It was a rough week for Constantine last week when he and Abel Hunnicutt lost to the makeshift team of Noah Ryder and Matt Tastic. Vis Imperium has been so dominant during their time in the company but last week exposed that they are not unstoppable. I’m sure Constantine will be looking to get back on track against Logan McAllister, who has become a thorn in the side of Vis Imperium over the last few weeks.
Cohen: Don’t be so ridiculous, Seabass! Vis Imperium wasn’t exposed last week. They had an off night, the official clearly had no idea what they were doing. Vis Imperium is still as strong as ever. Just look at Constantine, he’s a champion, a man of legacy and he’s one half of the best damn tag team in the world! You see him, Seabass? Enjoy the greatness!
Copeland: I see a man, who for whatever reason, looks very confident right now. He’s got an extra strut in his step tonight. I not liking what I’m seeing from a man as dangerous as Constantine. If he’s confident it can only mean bad things for Logan McAllister.
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Harrys: Introducing first from Boston, MA, weighing 275lbs pounds, "The Son of Boston" Logan McAllister!
The lights flicker red, before switching over to a blue, pulsating to the beat of the song. Logan walks out with a look of determination on his face. He’s focused; walking down to the ring ready to fight with his eyes locked on Constantine. The crowd cheers as Logan climbs onto the ring apron and points towards Constantine, the champion still smirking.
Cohen: Look at this guy trying to get in the head of Constantine. He can’t make Constantine feel nervous. Constantine has beaten the very best in the business and he’ll defeat Logan McAllister here tonight.
Copeland: Logan McAllister looks like he has a fire about him tonight. He came within seconds of winning the Elite Openweight Championship last week. You can see how much he wants to become a champion and a win over Constantine would put him back into the conversation for the Elite Openweight Championship against fellow Vis Imperium member, Austin Reynolds. He wants to get even for the assault last week and I wouldn’t want to be in the ring with Logan right now.
Cohen: Constantine fears no one. Logan McAllister failed last week just like he’s going to fail this week. He can’t hang with the very best and Vis Imperium is the best. And---
Without warning Austin Reynolds and Abel Hunnicutt rush down towards the ring and grab hold of Logan McAllister. Steve Holmes follows them, walking down to the ring, barking orders to attack. Inside the ring Constantine remains silent, leaning back on the ring ropes and enjoying the assault taking place. Logan is yanked off the apron and falls to the ground where Reynolds begins laying in the boots. The crowd boos loudly as Reynolds goes into the mount and slashes his forearm across the face of McAllister over and over again. He yells in McAllister’s face before standing up and passing him to Hunnicutt who slings McAllister into the steel steps.
Copeland: What the hell is this? This attack by Vis Imperium is sickening. They’re destroying this poor man. Somebody has to do something.
Cohen: Oh please, everything is fair in love and professional wrestling. Logan McAllister picked a fight with Vis Imperium and now he’s paying the price for that fight. You don’t target the guys with the numbers advantage and think you’re going to get a fair fight. This is a lesson he needs to learn!
Holmes stands proudly as Hunnicutt throws McAllister into the guard rail at ringside. His back smacks the thick black covering and McAllister collapses on the ground. The crowd is furious, Vis Imperium is without mercy here tonight. Reynolds saunters over to McAllister, places a hand under his chin and asks him if he wants some more. Out of nowhere Logan punches Reynolds in the face! A huge cheer comes from the crowd and Logan connects with another punch. McAllister charges towards Reynolds but gets taken out by a big boot from Hunnicutt. The crowd dies quickly as Reynolds rubs his jaw and leaps onto McAllister’s body, hammering away with punches and forearms to the back of his head.
Copeland: Damn it! Somebody stop this madness. Reynolds has gone insane, McAllister is hurt and Austin is attacking a defenceless man.
Cohen: Logan started all of this last week when he attempted to take away Austin’s Elite Openweight Championship. He’s just getting what he deserves as payback.
Holmes taps Reynolds on the shoulder and the champion steps off the lifeless body of Logan McAllister. Constantine remains in the ring, his championship handed over to the official as he awaits the start of this match. Homes turns towards the ring, Constantine gives him a nod and Hunnicutt quickly lifts McAllister up off the floor and throws him into the ring. The official looks disgusted and checks on McAllister who looks to be in all sorts of trouble. Constantine approaches the official and tells him to ring the bell right now or else. All three remaining members of Vis Imperium surround the ring, the official clearly feeling intimidated does as they request and begins the match!
Copeland: You’ve got to be kidding me? This match is going to take place. Logan McAllister can barely stand let alone compete against Constantine. This isn’t fair. This kid has been sent to the slaughter by those pack of wolves.
Cohen: It’s a learning experience, Seabass. It’ll teach him to keep his hands off other people’s possessions.
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The match begins and immediately Constantine goes for the cover. 1... 2... Kick Out! Logan McAllister has kicked out to the shock of Constantine and Vis Imperium. Reynolds looks ready to jump back into the ring and tear him in two but Constantine calls him off. Stalking his prey for the moment, Constantine watches as Logan McAllister tries to crawl towards the rope. It’s a slow process but he’s doing it. The fight in this man is strong as he grabs onto the middle rope and begins to pull himself off the canvas. Constantine approaches, ducking his head to avoid any possible punches, and he grabs hold of the top rope as he delivers stiff kicks to the body of McAllister. He backs Logan into the corner with the strikes and then connects with a standing clothesline.
Cohen: Somebody got a stopwatch? This isn’t going to take long.
Copeland: This match shouldn’t even be taking place. McAllister never stood a chance after the assault by Vis Imperium.
Constantine sends Logan into the opposite corner and strikes with a hard forearm. Logan stumbles forward, Constantine tells the referee to get in position and he lifts Logan up for the Collateral Damage! Constantine falls into the cover, placing a forearm on Logan’s face and doesn’t even hook the leg. 1... 2... 3!
Harrys: Here is your winner, Constantine!
The match is over but Vis Imperium are not finished with Logan McAllister just yet. On the outside of the ring Abel Hunnicutt begins rip the announce desk apart. Austin Reynolds slides into the ring and shoves the Elite Openweight Championship into McAllister’s face and screams “You wanted to take this from me? This is as close as you’re ever going to get!” He kicks Logan in the back and then rolls him to the outside. Constantine shoves past the official and exits the ring, helping clear the way and ordering the ring crew to get out of the way for Vis Imperium.
Copeland: Oh, come on! Enough is enough. How much more punishment is Vis Imperium going to put this guy through? He’s finished. You won the damn match, Constantine. You won the match. Just leave it be.
Cohen: I told you he picked a fight he couldn’t win and now he’s paying the price. Watch your mouth or you might be next, Seabass. Move out of the way, these guys mean business right now.
Reynolds and Constantine hold McAllister up as Holmes delivers instructions to Hunnicutt. The big man moves into position and appears to be looking for a powerbomb! They’re going to put McAllister through the table!
Vis Imperium is going to put Logan McAllister through the announce table.
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Huge pop from the crowd!
Mark Keaton comes sprinting down the entrance ramp, tossing his leather jacket into the crowd as he slides into the ring and then dives over the top rope! Keaton crashes down onto Constantine and Reynolds, all three men are down. Gingerly running, closer to a fast walk, is Justin Cooper but he’s got a steel chair! He meets Steven Holmes at ringside and slams the chair into his side! Holmes stumbles away as Cooper swings the chair at Hunnicutt! The chair smacks his arm but the monster doesn’t move. Cooper swings again but Hunnicutt grabs the chair and throws it into the crowd.
Cohen: Justin Cooper wanted to play the hero but now he’s going to get punished for sticking his nose in other people’s business.
Copeland: Here comes Keaton!
Flying over the top of them comes Mark Keaton taking out both men. He pounds away on Hunnicutt, who then uses his strength to shove Keaton away and the big man escapes to safety along with Steven Holmes. They watch from the top of the entrance ramp as Constantine stumbles to his feet, grabs the tag titles and rushes for safety. Keaton tries to cut him off but Constantine manages to slip by.
Keaton enters the ring and waves Vis Imperium down to the ring but Constantine, Hunnicutt and Holmes are safely on the entrance ramp and have no intention of doing battle so close to Lethal Lottery. The crowd boos for a moment until something on the titantron catches Keaton’s attention. He turns around and sees that Austin Reynolds has only just recovered from the suicide dive. He’s alone! He’s isolated from the other members of Vis Imperium. Reynolds is dazed but begins to realize the situation. He picks up the Elite Openweight Championship and sprints for the left side of the ring but Justin Cooper cuts him off.
Copeland: Nowhere to go now! Austin Reynolds is about to get what he deserves. The numbers game is no longer in the favour of Vis Imperium. It’s payback time.
Cohen: No! They’ve got to help him.
Copeland: I don’t think any of them are going to risk injury with Lethal Lottery and a berth in the main event of Kingdom Come less than a week away. Reynolds is all alone and I like it!
Reynolds tries to cut through the ring but Keaton tackles him and the two begin trading punches. Keaton blocks a shot and connects with an uppercut to knock Reynolds down. The champion drops the title belt and Justin Cooper enters the ring. Cooper and Keaton close in on Reynolds, the crowd cheering wildly and Vis Imperium can only watch on the top of the entrance. Reynolds is on his knees and shakes his head, pleading with them for mercy.
He tries to scurry off but Cooper grabs hold of his leg and pulls Reynolds back and connects with a neckbreaker. Keaton points towards Vis Imperium and signals they want the WZCW Tag Team Championships back before climbing the top rope. Cooper holds Reynolds in a squat bear hug position while Keaton jumps off the top rope and delivers a devastating leg drop -
Dysfunctionality! The crowd cheers like mad as Keaton stands up and embraces Cooper, the duo taking out Austin Reynolds! The crowd cheers even louder as Logan McAllister fights his way back into the ring, his entire body aching and he embraces Cooper and Keaton. All three man turn toward the members of Vis Imperium standing on the entrance ramp and they receive a look of fury from Constantine as he clutches the WZCW Tag Team Championship to his chest.
Copeland: Ladies and gentlemen, we may have just seen the confirmation of an alliance. Vis Imperium have been dominant throughout this company but tonight we have seen them bested by Cooper, Keaton and McAllister. What does this mean for Lethal Lottery? What does this mean for the future of Vis Imperium and the championships which they hold?
Cohen: It’s disgusting. Cooper and Keaton had no reason to be out here tonight. They stuck their noses in Vis Imperium’s business and as Logan McAllister can tell you, that doesn’t end well.
Copeland: This rivalry will surely continue to explode when Mark Keaton faces Abel Hunnicutt and Justin Cooper goes one on one with Austin Reynolds on Ascension this week. Be sure to tune into that for the fallout of this newly formed alliance. The numbers game has been in the favour of Vis Imperium this entire time but I wonder what will happen now that these three men have come together?
Reynolds rolls to the outside of the ring, holding his head. His championship remains in the ring and Logan McAllister picks it up and holds it high above his heads to the applause of the crowd. Reynolds retreats to the top of the entrance ramp and is furious, yelling that’s his damn title. McAllister clutches his mid-section and leans over the top rope with the Elite Openweight Championship in his hand as Cooper and Keaton stand on the second rope in opposite corners, signalling they are coming for the tag team titles.