Copeland: Well..... The time is upon us, guys. This is it. The main event.
The cage is lowered as the crowd begins to cheer loudly knowing what's to come.
Connor:Tonight has been all about remembering the Mayhem Division. I'll never forget the crazy things to come by this division. The intense battles, the insane promo's, the stars that rose from it.
Cohen: It really is historic. Not just the division, but the match here tonight. This kind of vibe is amazing. I have goosebumps waiting for this to happen.
Copeland: The cage is set. We're ready to go.
Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen..... The following contest is a Steel Cage Match! The only way to win the match is by pinfall, submission or escape of the cage with both feet touching the floor. The winner of this match will be crowned the FINAL WZCW MAYHEM CHAMPION!!
The crowd roars with anticipation as they are about to bear witness to the final Mayhem Title contest ever.
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A cloud of thick fog appears on stage, and it is so dense that the audience can’t see anything through it. From the fog proudly walks the Hero of Keystone City, Red Mask. He points to the steel cage that is hanging above the ring before walking down the ramp.
Copeland: After being brutally beaten by Vega at Redemption, the man known as Titus Avison decided that the only way he would be able to get revenge would be if he donned the mantle of Red Mask, the greatest hero WZCW has ever seen.
Cohen: Greatest hero? Hah! I can name at least a dozen bigger heroes, men like Constantine, Everest, and Steamboat Ricky.
Connor: Curious… all those men have something in common besides being Jack Cohen’s heroes: they’ve all been defeated by Titus.
Copeland: And I’m sure Titus would like to add Vega to that match tonight.
Red Mask slides into the ring and charges up the nearby turnbuckle. He looks up at the metal figure hanging above him, and from there he looks to the audience, confident that, with their support, he’ll be able to beat his rival.
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Vega comes out to the ramp with his Mayhem Title strapped securely around his waist. He removes the championship belt and holds it high above his head for the audience to see, and as he hoists the belt into the air a volley of fireworks ignite on either side of the champ. The audience does not seem to be as excited about the belt as Vega, as he is met with an onslaught of boos.
Cohen: Boo all you want, morons: Vega is going to be known as the greatest Mayhem Champion ever, and he’s going to solidify his legacy with a win tonight.
Copeland: There is no doubt that Vega’s Mayhem Reign has surpassed Baez's, and even Bowen’s in terms of greatness: but I wouldn’t be so quick to give Vega the match.
Connor: Titus has been waiting for weeks to get his revenge on Vega, and I guarantee you he will tonight.
Vega climbs into the ring between the top and middle rope. He locks eyes with Red Mask and taunts his opponent by laying the Mayhem Championship belt down on the ground in the middle of the ring.
The referee walks to the middle of the ring and calls both competitors to the middle. He begins pat downs of both men to ensure that neither man is bringing weapons of their own to this match that is guaranteed to have weapons aplenty. Satisfied with his search, the referee picks up the Mayhem Title and holds it above his head so that the whole world knows what is on the line. As crowd cheers as the steel cage descends from the ceiling.
Copeland: We are about to witness history here folks, a match that will be talked about as much in ten years as it will tomorrow: the final Mayhem Championship bout is about to be underway!
With the cage nearly secure, Red Mask and Vega begin taking stock of the weapons attached to the cage. There are some traditional weapons: a steel chair, a kendo stick, a set of brass knuckles; but there are also some uncommon weapons strewn about: a sledgehammer, a mysterious woven bag, and a fire extinguisher. The competitors also notice there are four weapons perched on the top of the cage in the four corners: a steel chair with light tubes duct taped to its underside, a staple gun, a 2x4 with nails coming out of its side, and a cattle prod.
Anderson: Introducing the participants, first from Keystone City, Kansas...... Weighing at a 225 pounds, he is the challenger.... The One.... The Only.... RED MASK!!
Red Mask raises his arms up to a roar from the crowd.
Anderson: And his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing at a 185 pounds..... He is the longest reigning and most successful to defend Mayhem Champion in history, the current reigning Mayhem Champion..... VEEEEGAAAA!!!
Vega simply looks on as the crowd boo's at him.
The cage is secured. The competitors are ready. The ref calls for the bell. The main event is under way.
* Ding Ding Ding *
Vega and Red Mask waste little time before they get their hands on each other. Both men charge to the middle of the ring and recklessly throw punches at one another, though few of them land cleanly. After a few moments of sloppy fighting, it is Red Mask that gains the advantage when he levels Vega with a left hook that drops the champion to the mat. Red Mask jumps on him and enters a full mount, firing fist after fist at his rival. Vega is helpless, struggling to cover his face with his arms, but Red Mask is relentless.
Connor: This is crazy! If Vega isn’t able to escape soon, this match could be over in mere seconds!
Sure enough, Vega looks less and less capable with each strike that Red Mask lands. Then, suddenly, Red Mask stands up and allows Vega to crawl away! Vega spits out a stream of blood, perhaps from a busted lip or perhaps a newly missing tooth, but he seems to take solace in the fact that he got away. He slowly gets to his feet and turns around…
*CLANG*
Titus smacks Vega in the face with the steel chair! The champ drops the floor and Titus makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TWO AND HALF!
KICK OUT!
Vega gets his shoulder up in the nick of time and Red Mask gets up. Vega attempts to get back to his feet, but can do no better than get to his shoulders when Titus smashes the steel chair over Vega’s back. Vega drops right back to the mat and Titus drops the steel chair on his opponent’s midsection before jumping in the air and stomping down on the steel chair on his landing. He covers Vega again.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Copeland: It has been all Titus here early in the match, and you have to wonder if Vega will be able to outlast this opening barrage. And if he does survive, can he recover?
Cohen: Of course he can! He didn’t become the greatest Mayhem Champion of all time by going down after one punch!
Connor: Even if he can overcome this opening onslaught, this is just proof that Titus wants this win more than Vega.
Vega has crawled to the corner and has used the ropes to help him get to his feet. Red Mask has retreated to a corner wall there he is trying to pull down the fire extinguisher for personal use, but the plastic tie holding the extinguisher up won’t budge. Vega sees this as an opportunity and starts scaling the cage wall! Red Mask turns around and sees what’s happening, and with one last yank he rips the fire extinguisher from the wall! He aims the hose at Vega and pulls the lever, coating the champion and the cage wall in chalky white fluid. Vega is unable to keep his grasp of the slippery wall, and he walls backwards onto the mat. Titus dives at Vega in an attempt to make a cover, but Vega gets his feet up and throws Titus backwards with a modified monkey flip! Both men quickly roll to their feet, but Titus is a little quicker and he bounces off the ropes and charges at Vega. He extends his arm for a lariat, but Vega ducks the attack, causing Red Mask to bounce off the other set of ropes. Red Mask attacks Vega with an elbow on the rebound, but the champ is able to parry the attack with his right arm before planting a huge superman punch on Titus with his left! Titus is spun around, but he doesn’t drop, but Vega will soon put an end to Red Mask’s verticality when he rolls Titus up from behind.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Titus escapes the sneaky pin attempt, and Vega’s effort has seemed to do nothing but only enrage the masked hero even more. Titus starts dropping elbow strikes on Vega before he can make it all the way up to his feet. Vega drops to a knee, and Red Mask takes advantage, hooking Vega’s arm over his shoulder, and lifting him up for a vertical suplex! Red Mask deplays finishing the suplex… but perhaps he holds for a moment too long as Vega uses his knee to strike Red Mask in the head. Red Mask releases the hold and Vega falls safely to the floor as Titus tries to shake the butterflies out of his head. Vega sees an opening and hits the ropes, but instead of rebounding on the ground he takes to the air and springboards into his opponent with a Flying Guillotine Choke! Titus is down on the mat, and Vega has his signature submission locked in!
Cohen: There is it! Titus waited a heartbeat too long and Vega capitalized! Like Peyton Manning threading the needle, Vega only needs the tiniest window to make you suffer!
Vega is on his back with Red Mask’s neck buried in his arms. Red Mask’s legs are flailing as he attempts to power his way out of the submission, but Vega’s legs are wrapped around the hero’s waist, and there’s nowhere for Titus to go!
Copeland: Red Mask appears to be fading… is this how the lineage of the Mayhem Title is going to end? With a submission victory in favor of the defending champ?
Red Mask’s legs have stopped flailing, and his arms have stopped moving. Vega cinches the submission tighter, and the ref asks Titus is he wants to quit. Titus responds by planting his feet and using all his remaining strength to lift Vega up and body slam him from about 4 inches above the mat. This does little to break up the hold, but Vega’s legs have loosened, and that’s all Red Mask needs to spring forward and roll over Vega’s shoulders.
ONE!
TWO!
Vega releases the hold and breaks the pin up. Titus rolls away to the ropes and starts to pull himself up, but he is a shadow of the fighter he was before the submission was snapped on. Vega walks towards a cage wall and steps on the middle rope as he reaches for the mysterious woven bag.
Cohen: Oh boy, now we finally get to see what’s in that bag!
Vega tosses the bag back and forth between his hands a few times to tease the audience. He unties the top of the bag and pours its contents out onto the floor of the ring: thumbtacks. Hundreds of thumbtacks.
Vega bends over and spreads the thumbtacks around the center of the ring to make sure he has good coverage. Once he’s satisfied with the covered area, he turns his attention to Red Mask, whom still hasn’t managed to reach his feet. Vega violently grabs Red Mask by the neck and puts him into the clinch. He delivers a few knee strikes that drop Titus to his knees, and from there Vega shoves Titus’s head between his legs. He grabs Titus by the waist and pulls him up for a powerbomb!
Connor: Oh no… this is going to be ugly.
Vega throws Red Mask forward and down, but Red Mask has his legs wrapped around the back of Vega’s neck! Instead of Red Mask landing back-first into a pile of thumbtacks, he reverses the move and sends Vega flying into the puddle of tacks with a huricanrana! Vega crashes onto the tacks and is clearly in immediate pain. He springs to his feet immediately and releases a blood-curdling scream. A camera catches a shot of his back: a veritable pincushion with blood gushing from his newly acquired wounds. His knees buckle due to the pain, and Vega falls down face first onto the mat. Red Mask sees his opponent is going to be out of commission for the next few moments, and he realizes what he must do. He runs to the nearest turnbuckle and starts to climb.
Connor: Climb, Titus! Climb!
It only takes Titus a few seconds to get to the top of the cell. He throws one leg over the side of the cage and looks to the ground… and then to the weapon that is attached to the corner: the steel chair with light tubes taped to it. He looks to the crowd for their opinion on the matter, and his met with a mixed reaction. Some of Red Mask’s fans want to see him get back into action; others want to see him win the match. With the crowd split, the only man that can decide what happens next is Titus.
Red Mask grabs the steel chair with light tubes and the entire building roars in anticipation. He carefully positions himself over the ring and leaps…
*CRASH*
The chair and light tubes land flush on Vega’s back, and Titus bounces off and lands on the ring. Both men lay motionless for several moments, but Red Mask manages to wake up and crawls over to Vega. He rolls him over for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO AND A HALF!
KICKOUT!
Red Mask can’t believe it. He looks at the ref and holds up three fingers, but the ref waves it off. Vega crawls to the corner and starts to pull himself up. Red Mask puts the near-fall behind him and charges at Vega. He winds up for a punch, but Vega strikes first, throwing his entire weight into one punch that sends him flying forward, and Red Mask dropping backwards.
Copeland: That was one hell of a punch!
Connor: He had some help: look at his hand!
Sure enough, wrapped around Vega’s knuckles is the set of brass knuckles.
Cohen: That might have shattered Titus’ jaw! Now get out of there, Vega!
Vega slowly gets up to his feet and ascends the turnbuckle. He climbs with the speed of a one armed sloth, but he’s making progress. Unfortunately for Vega, Titus has gotten to his feet, and the masked hero is hot on his tail. Vega’s hands are over the cage wall now, and he uses all his remaining strength to pull himself up to the top… but Titus has his ankle. Titus gives Vega’s leg a good yank, and it’s all Vega can do to fall down and hug the top of the cage to prevent a catastrophic fall. Titus releases the ankle and climbs some more to the point where he, too, is peaking over the cage wall. Titus gets his arm over the cage wall and pulls himself up, but Vega grabs the weapon in the corner: the cattle prod. Vega whacks Red Mask’s arm a few times, but Titus fights through the pain and pulls himself up to the top bar! Now both men straddle the top of the cage: half in the ring, half out. Titus throws a punch at Vega, but Vega sticks the cattle prod into Red Mask’s ribs and pushes the button. 5000 volts surge through Red Mask’s body and all Vega has to do is push him back into the ring. Red Mask hits the mat on the inside of the ring, and a few seconds later, Vega hits the floor on the outside. He drops to his hands and knees, but he holds one arm up in the air in celebration.
Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, the final WZCW Mayhem Champion, VEGA!!!
A stagehand runs over to Vega and hands him the belt. Vega grabs the belt and pushes the stagehand away, slowly climbing to his feet before lifting the belt high into the air.
Copeland: After a hard fought match, it is Vega that walks away as the winner!
Connor: I… I don’t believe it. Red Mask had every opportunity to put Vega away, but Vega always found a way out. Titus has to be second-guessing his decision to jump back into the ring after scaling the cage wall.
Vega climbs to the top of the structure as confetti begins to shower the arena. Pyro off the stage follows. Red Mask is seen in the background with a somber look as Vega absorbs the atmosphere.
Cohen: The right man walked away with the win tonight, and now Vega will be forever known as THE WZCW Mayhem Champion.
Copeland: Well folks, we hope you enjoyed five years of Mayhem, because tonight is the last night the Mayhem Championship will ever be displayed. Saying goodnight for Jack Cohen, Cat Connor, and the WZCW Mayhem Championship, this is Sebastian Copeland signing off.
The camera cuts to Vega whom has fallen to his knees back down in the ring and is clutching the Mayhem Title closely to his chest. The WZCW logo is displayed as the scene fades to black.
