WZCW Presents: Kingdom Come III

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Will once again attempts a WILLENNIUM, only for Rios to catch Will's foot, spin him around and kick him in the gut, going for his own finisher, the PERFECT SHOT! Will suddenly trips Rios' up by sweeping his feet, then rolling into a cradle pin, as the official makes the count. 1................................ 2................................ 3!!!! The fans erupt with cheers, as Rios kicks out just right after the 3 count, seemingly stunned at what's just happened!!

The moment...

Everest climbs up and sets Titus up for a superplex! Everest hits a few shots to the midsection but Titus counters with shots of his own before standing up on the turnbuckle with Everest and trading blows. Titus finally kicks Everest off the turnbuckle. He steadies himself and comes off the top rope and connects with the Red Comet! The ref crawls over as Titus covers Everest and gets the three count!

...has come...

...some will rise...

...and some will fall...

...and Legends are made...


Shots of Madison Square Garden and various WZCW Superstars

Kingdom Come is my time to shine!

Everyone is going to know my name once that bell rings!

I have tasted Kingdom Come and I want it again!

You haven't lived until you've been at Kingdom Come!

Madison Square Garden, April 2nd, Kingdom Come III, it's the time for everyone to up their game


The wait is no longer over...




And now, Meltdown and Ascension present
THE GRANDEST STAGE OF THEM ALL!


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A series of huge pryos shoot around the World's Most Famous Arena, firing up a pumped up crowd who are ready for the biggest night of their lives! The camera pans around viewing all the different signs in place and the stage set up to the side of the famous entrance, until arriving upon our famous trios.

Copeland: Kingdom Come has finally arrived and it could not have come at a better time in the best arena made possible for it. Hello again everybody I'm Sebastian Copeland alongside Jack Cohen and Cat Connors and boy we are pumped up for tonight!

Cohen: Seabass! It's here! Kingdom Come is here! And we're in Madison Square Garden! What a beautiful sight!

Connor: I'll let him settle down but this is an amazing sight, I think this could be one of the best Kingdom Comes we ever set our eyes on!

Copeland: We got all the titles on the line as well a Three Stages of Hell Match and the returning King For A Day. It's a show not to be missed, let's get right into it!
 
One section of the audience dims into darkness as the lights switch off. The crowd becomes confused as the opposite side have the same thing happen to them. Eventually, the entire audience is covered with darkness until ringside fades to black as well. At this point, the entire arena is darkened with only multiple camera flashes providing for light. The entire audience is screaming in anticipation for the first match when suddenly, orange lasers dart across the top of the stage... reflecting the smoke that rises from the ground. The titantron pops up with an image of a blizzard. The camera shot in the video begins ascending upwards through it. Slowly, but surely, the blizzard begins fading and an image starts to appear behind it. Some sections of the crowd cheers as they recognise what it might be, which turns into a roar as the blizzard has finally passed to reveal the shape of a rocky formation known as...

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As the main guitar riff kicks in, orange pyro shoots from the stage with the lights coming back to normal simultaneously. The crowd delivers a huge amount of cheers as they see Everest standing on the stage semi-emerged from the smoke screen. He stands there soaking in all the cheers, looking around the huge audience with a smile on his face. He raises his hand in the air and they cheer louder than before. He begins walking down the ramp, interacting with the audience members on the way down.

Harrys: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your opening contest for Kingdom Come III! This is a Kingdom Come II rematch, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 205 pounds, from Los Angeles, California... he is the "Pinnacle of Perfection," EVEREST!

Copeland: What a way to kick off the show by having this exciting match up first.

Connor: Considering that this upcoming encounter was the main event of last year's Kingdom Come, it only seems fitting that this same match starts off the show for this year as a symbol of passing over the torch.

Cohen: Yeah, because the old guys like Everest can't keep up anymore.

Everest enters the ring and goes to the nearest turnbuckle to taunt for the fans. He hops down and waits for his opponent. The music dies down and a line of people wearing red masks and the new Titus t-shirts (available at WZCW.com) walk out from the curtain. They assemble in three lines on the stage and stand there. Eventually, police siren's that are heard from a distance flow through the speakers. They slowly become louder with the lights slowly dimming down to a visible, yet dark lighting. A single spotlight follows the path of the rampway before climbing the titantron to the top. A familiar symbol appears that gets the crowd roaring.

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The people in masks begin singing as a choir along with the song as Titus emerges from the back to an ovation similar to Everest's. He goes down to the middle of the ramp and sparks fall down from the ceiling as Titus poses for the fans. He high-fives the fans at ringside before heading into the ring.

Harrys: And his opponent, from Keystone City, Kansas, weighing in at 225 pounds... TITUS!

Connor: The history between these two are amazing, dating all the way back to the start of WZCW, and they are still fighting each other.

Cohen: But for what? There is no championship on the line... not even a grudge! They're just two old-timers who want their last taste of the spotlight.

Copeland: Titus and Everest are sure-fire Hall of Famers. They deserve to be here as much as everyone else. Regardless, this should be an epic battle.

Titus is posing on the ropes to a cheering crowd, jumping off after his taunt. The music dies down and the referee asks both men if they are ready. The crowd go insane with noise, drowning the sound of everything else. Both Titus and Everest look around the arena at the amount of respect shown by the audience. When the crowd dies down for other sounds to be audible, the referee signals for the bell and the two men shake hands to wish each other luck.

They begin to circle each other but are stopped when the crowd re-ignites their passion to begin chanting "Let's go Everest, Let's go Titus." The two nod and encourage the audience to keep cheering as they start circling around. Eventually, they lock up in the centre of the ring, struggling for dominance. Both men try to gain the advantage but they remain at a stalemate before letting go. The crowd cheer as they circle and lock up again, this time Everest having a little bit more success who pushes Titus into the corner. He gives a clean break and Titus gives Everest the seal of approval along with the crowd before tying up again. Titus is the one who gains the advantage and puts Everest in the other corner, also providing a clean break. Everest claps for Titus who takes a bow in return. They circle the ring once more and go for another tie-up with Titus twisting the arm of Everest around to perform a hammerlock. Everest feels a little pain but quickly switches behind Titus to have his own hammerlock applied. Titus attempts for a switch but Everest catches him with a side headlock, taking Titus by surprise. He keeps it locked in and eventually uses it to perform a headlock takedown with the pressure still in tact. Titus tries exiting the submission via escaping but Everest clings on, forcing Titus to uses his legs to trap Everest's head between them and perform a head-scissors submission. Everest quickly kips-up out of it with Titus getting to his feet just as fast. Everest runs at Titus to gain an advantage but Titus catches him a delivers his own headlock takedown, forcing Everest to uses his legs to trap Titus' head but he kips-up to escape. Both men get up and Titus runs at Everest, who performs an arm drag. Everest gets up and runs at Titus who arm drags him as well. They both get up and simultaneously try to perform a spinning kick but end up kicking their kicks. Titus and Everest stand opposite each other in defensive stances for a moment before the crowd goes wild in admiration of the two.

Connor: These guys might be the old vets on the roster but they can still perform as if they were 10 years younger.

Cohen: Are we watching the same match CC? All I saw in the ring was boring.

The two lock-up once more with Titus gaining the advantage to twist Everest into an arm bar submission, taking him down to the canvas. Before Titus can completely ground him, Everest rolls out of the arm bar and tries to hit a short arm clothesline. Titus ducks and trips Everest, going straight for the ankle lock submission. Everest kicks Titus away and gets up, waiting for Titus. Once up, Everest sweeps the feet of Titus and tries going for a cloverleaf submission hold but Titus turns the situation into a small package... 1... 2... kick-out by Everest. They get up and Titus hits a European uppercut to Everest, slowly him down. Titus hits another couple of uppercuts to take Everest to the ropes. He tries whipping Everest across the ring but its countered and he sends Titus running. Everest tries for another clothesline but Titus ducks, spring-boarding off the ropes behind Everest to hit a bulldog. The crowd cheers as Titus goes into another cover... 1... 2... kick-out. Titus measures up Everest as he gets up, running off the ropes to deliver a spinning heel kick. He follows it up with a classic Titus knee drop and pins him down... 1... 2... kick-out. Titus begins helping Everest up to set him up for a move but Everest begins mounting some offense. He is stopped however, with a chop to the neck, allowing Titus to perform a swinging neckbreaker. He goes for another cover... 1... 2... kick-out again by Everest. The crowd cheers as Titus points to the turnbuckles and begins his ascent. He waits for Everest to get in position and he jumps off the top looking for his signature clothesline but Everest catches him as he lands and then proceeds to hit a belly to belly suplex on Titus. The crowd applauds the reversal as Everest goes to the cover a bit slower than expected... 1... 2... kick-out by Titus. Everest takes a moment to catch his breath while Titus tries recovering from the recent throw.

Cohen: Wow... a suplex? Never seen that one before. Do us a favor Seabass and wake me up when this match has finished.

Copeland: Sure. I think everyone would appreciate this match more without your commentary. Let alone every other match...

Both men are up with Titus looking to re-gain his momentum by mounting some offense of his own but Everest is quick to the punch with an enzuigiri kick, stunning him for a few seconds. Everest capitalizes with a Russian leg sweep, rolling through into a pin as he hits the ground... 1... 2... kick-out. Everest picks up Titus and whips him across the ring, catching him to perform a Samoan drop. He goes for another pin... 1... 2... kick-out. Everest locks in a body scissors with his hands to apply pressure to the back of Titus. He tries getting out but it's useless on the mat. Titus manages to get to his feet and tries to unlock the clasped hands of Everest, getting very close until Everest re-clenches his grip and performs a German suplex. Titus gasps for air as Everest still has the grip locked. Seeing this done before, Titus gets to his feet and escapes the hold, prompting Everest to switch positions and tries for another belly-to-belly suplex. Titus blocks the attempt by wrapping his leg around Everest's. He tries again and the same thing happens. He tries a third but before Titus can wrap his leg, Everest hooks it and quickly delivers a Fisherman's suplex with a bridging pin... 1... 2... kick-out again by Titus. Everest pounces and locks in the Cloverleaf submission, this time doing so successfully. Titus screams in pain as he realizes where he is as Everest keeps the pressure tight. The crowd begins getting behind Titus, eventually turning into an uproar of support for Titus. Titus pushes his body up from the canvas to alleviate the pressure but instead of going to the ropes to break the hold, Titus twists his body around to lock his arms around Everest's leg to cause Everest to fall down as Titus twists the ankle. Titus has the ankle lock cinched in but is slow to get to his feet. Everest is in pain this time and the crowd continue their cheering towards Everest to escape. Seeing Titus wearily holding in the submission, Everest picks himself up off the mat and rolls through, sending Titus into the corner. Everest is up as Titus walks backwards stunned from hitting his head and locks in the MOUNTAIN CLIMBER! The crowd get to their feet as Titus is flailing about as he knows the move very well. This time he tries getting to the ropes to break the submission but is unable to get there. The crowd is torn as to who to cheer for as Everest gains control of Titus in the center of the ring. Just as Titus is about to fade, he bends his knees and jumps over Everest in a flipping motion to land behind Everest in the same position, dropping Everest for a reverse DDT. The crowd applauds the reversal as both men begin recovering with the referee counting to 10.

Connor: These men know each other so well that it's hard for them to establish any sort of momentum or properly perform their finishers.

Copeland: And that's what makes these matches great... the unpredictability these men will bring to the table to try and surprise each other.

The count is up to 4 and both men begin stirring along the canvas trying to get up. The crowd begins duel chanting "Let's go Everest, let's go Titus" as both men are slowly getting up. It gets to the count of 8 before they break the referee's count. Suddenly, Everest floats over Titus and hits the fallaway reverse DDT! He goes for the pin...... 1........ 2............ kick-out by Titus! Everyone is shocked that the match is still going, especially Everest as he thought he had it. He gets up and measures up Titus, waiting for him to get up. Titus slowly gets up and Everest sets up for the Rock Slide. As Everest lifts him up, Titus reverses the move into a hurricanrana. Titus shakes the cobwebs as Everest recovers from the quick counter. He goes over to Titus to try for something else but Titus delivers a Northern Lights Suplex on Everest, bridging the pin at the end.... 1...... 2........ kick-out by Everest. Titus breathes heavily as he gets up and signals for the turnbuckle one more time. As he climbs to the top, he notices Everest stirring and decides to change game-plan. He is perched on the top and waits for Everest to get up, delivering a flying clothesline! Both men are downed but only for a moment as they slowly get up at the same time. Titus is up first and attempts the Tit Drop but Everest reverses it into a spine-buster on Titus. He goes for the pin....... 1......... 2............ kick-out by Titus.

Copeland: It seems the only way either man is going to gain a victory is by hitting their finisher successfully but neither man will let each other get to that point!

Connor: The fans are anticipating that moment too... they are all on their feet for this one.

Both men are exhausted from the back and forth battling but Everest manages to get up first. He picks up Titus and tries for a standing neckbreaker but he reverses into a devastating DDT. Everest almost looks out as Titus slowly gets up. He looks out to the crowd, then to Everest and then to the turnbuckle. They cheer as he slowly makes his way to the corner and gets on the top. He jumps off and goes for the RED COMET......... but at the last second Everest rolls out of the way with Titus crashes into the canvas. Titus gets up to try and redeem the situation but Everest is there to deliver the ROCK SLIDE!!! He goes for the cover...... 1................ 2................... Titus misses kick-out by half a second as the referee reaches 3 and rings the bell.

The crowd remain standing and cheering/applauding the performance of both men to open the show. Everest's music hits the speakers as the referee checks on both men before raising the hand of Everest who is just getting to his knees.

Harrys: Here is your winner of the match... the "Pinnacle of Perfection," EVEREST!


Copeland: Wow... what an amazing match! Congratulations to Everest on the first victory of the night!

Connor: We shouldn't take anything away from Titus either as he was only a few milliseconds from kicking out. He gave his all against Everest and held his own but tonight belonged to him.

Cohen: ... huh... *ahem*... yes, yes... Everest won... bring on the next match quickly or I might miss out!

Copeland: You know Jack, with Everest winning tonight and Titus winning last year, that puts both men at 1-1 for victories against each other at Kingdom Come. Maybe next year we will see the tie-breaker.

Cohen: ...

Everest is up on his feet looking at Titus starting to get up. He looks up to see Everest extending a hand out to him. Titus accepts and Everest lifts him up before shaking hands and embracing. The crowd cheers as Titus raises the arm of Everest, posing for the fans. In return, Everest claps and Titus bows once more. They exit the ring and head up the ramp together, posing one more time for the fans on the ramp before heading back.
 
Leon Kensworthy is with Phoenix, one of two contenders for Michael Winters' Elite X championship.

"This is it Phoenix....Kingdom Come 3 and your very own championship opportunity is upon us. Your thoughts on this moment please?"

Phoenix smiles ever so slightly.

"This is what I am here for Leon. This is what we build up to for an entire year. And it's this kind of moment that I am so grateful that I was reborn. I am coming for that Elite X title, I am coming for anyone who gets in my way, I dont care who is in my way. Brad Bomb, Michael Winters, they are going to be burnt by the ashes of a Phoenix's Rebirth and it will leave me as the new Elite X Champion."

Phoenix walks off as he goes to prepare for his match.
 
Harrys: The following contest is scheduled for the one fall and it is for the Elite X championship!

The crowd pop for the match to decide one of the most beloved titles in the federation! The Beginning is the End is the Beginning hits to a big pop from the crowd as flames burst into the air and Phoenix emerges, a sly smirk on his face.

Harrys: Introducing first, weighing in at 213 pounds, the Eternal One, Phoenix!

Connor
: You have to wonder how Phoenix is feeling after getting attacked last week!

Copeland: Will he be able to concentrate on winning the Elite X title?

He makes his way down to the ring and slides in. He surveys the crowd and turns to face the ramp, awaiting his opponent. Becoming the Bull hits to a good reaction, Brad Bomb comes out smiling. He raises his arms and removes his hoody.

Harrys: And his first opponent, weighing in at 261 pounds, Brad Bomb!

He throws the hoody into the crowd and goes down to the ring. He gets inside and gives a nod of respect to Phoenix, who responds likewise, before going up to the second rope and raising his arms again.

Cohen: The man most undeserving of a title shot, in my opinion. He lost twice, let it go!

Copeland: He lost under strange circumstances. He won’t be giving up until he wins!

Invisible Wounds hits to another pop and the Elite X champion comes out. He crosses himself, looks to the sky then raises his title to the sky.

Harrys: And their opponent, weighing in at 267 pounds, the Elite X champion, Michael Winters!

Copeland: He’s only been Elite X champion for a week, but already he has a huge challenge before him!

Cohen: A hungry rookie and a wily veteran stand in the way of Winters’ Kingdom Come moment!

Connor: This is sure to be a great match!

The referee takes the title and calls for the bell. The three men all look at their opponents, hesitant about whom to go for first. Finally Phoenix charges at Bomb, unleashing a series of right hands. He follows up with a quick dropkick, and Bomb stumbles backwards into the corner. Winters goes for Phoenix, but he gets hit with a Spinning Heel Kick. Phoenix is looking pumped as he pulls Bomb out of the corner and hits a Snapmare followed by a quick kick to the back of his head. Bomb is dazed on the mat and Phoenix goes for a the first pin of the match, trying to end it quickly, 1... 2... Bomb kicks out. Winters grabs Phoenix’s hair from behind and picks him up and goes for a Full Nelson Slam, but Phoenix rolls through, sending Winters forward. Bomb pulls down the top rope and Winters goes over onto the apron. Phoenix runs at Bomb, but Bomb launches him over the top, but Phoenix lands on Winters’ shoulders, sending him off the apron onto the floor with a Headscissors! Phoenix gets up and raises his arm as the crowd cheer loudly for him, with even Bomb looking impressed. He rolls back into the ring and locks up with Bomb. Bomb uses his superior strength to push Phoenix back into the corner. The referee breaks it up but Bomb quickly hits a Shoulder Thrust on his opponent, knocking the air out of Phoenix. Bomb follows up by hitting a Sidewalk Slam and goes for a quick pin, 1.... 2..... Kick out by Phoenix. Bomb picks him up and Irish Whips him across the ring. Phoenix bounces off the ropes and ducks under Bomb’s clothesline and goes behind him before hitting a German Suplex!

Copeland: It is all Phoenix at the start of this match!

Cohen: I don’t know how he’s managing it after taking a beating last week!

Phoenix gets up and Winters slides back into the ring. Winters is on one knee, still recovering from the earlier onslaught. Phoenix runs forward and goes for a step-up Enziguiri, but Winters blocks it with both arms. Phoenix falls to the mat and Winters quickly gets to his feet. He runs off the ropes and catches Phoenix with a vicious clothesline. Winters takes a moment to catch his breath before stomping away on Phoenix. He then goes to Bomb and picks him up before hitting a quick DDT to keep Bomb down for a while. Winters turns around to find Phoenix on the top rope. He leaps off with a crossbody, connecting on Winters, but Winters rolls through to a pin, with his foot hanging off the bottom rope! 1... 2.... Phoenix manages to kick out. Winters takes his foot off the rope and shrugs before going back to work on Phoenix. He picks up Phoenix, going for an Elevated Firemans Carry, but Phoenix tries to fight out of it. He elbows Winters in the head, causing him to stumble backwards into the ropes. Winters bounces slightly off the ropes into the awaiting Bomb, who hits a Back Body Drop taking out both Phoenix and Winters! Bomb goes to pin Winters, 1... 2.... Kick out! He then tries to pin Phoenix, 1.... 2.... Kick out! Bomb starts to get frustrated as he picks up Phoenix and sets him up for a Powerbomb. He lifts Phoenix up but Phoenix hits him with a few right hands. Phoenix finally reverses into a Hurricanrana, sending Bomb forward into Winters, who goes for a Spinebuster, but Bomb reverses into a DDT!

Connor: We can barely keep up with this frantic action!

Cohen: See how determined Phoenix seems to be to hurt Bomb? I think Phoenix suspects Bomb is the attacker...

Copeland: Well, it’s not like he has no motive!

Both Bomb and Phoenix are slowly getting to their feet. They start exchanging right hands as Winters is stirring and begins to get up behind them. Bomb gets the advantage with a quick kick to the gut and he picks up Phoenix for a Suplex. Winters quickly gets up and dropkicks Bomb from behind. Bomb goes down and Phoenix manages to flip forward onto his feet, but he’s instantly caught with a clothesline from Winters! Winters goes for a pin, 1.... 2.... Phoenix kicks out! Winters looks a little frustrated but he picks up Phoenix and quickly hits a quick Neckbreaker before going for another pin, 1... 2..... Kick out by Phoenix. Winters gets up angrily and picks up Phoenix and Irish Whips him. Phoenix returns off the ropes and jumps up to Winters’ shoulders, attempting to reverse into a Hurricanrana, but Winters spins him and holds onto him, managing to get him into an Electric Chair position. Phoenix frantically tries to get out of it, delivering punches to Winters’s head, but Winters won’t let go. Bomb is up now and goes up to the top rope. He leaps off, going for a Cross Body on Phoenix, but Phoenix avoids it by rolling forward, dodging the move and rolling up Winters, 1... 2.... Kick out by Winters! Phoenix gets up and tries to continue the momentum, going for an Inverted Backbreaker, but Winters twists around and picks up Phoenix before hitting a Fallaway Slam! Winters gets up and goes to pick up Bomb, but Bomb hits him with a right hand and Winters stumbles backwards. Bomb quickly follows up with a big Elevated Spinebuster! He follows up with a pin, 1... .2... kick out by Winters. Bomb grabs Winters arm and locks in an Armbar. Winters tries to struggle out of it. He rolls backwards and manages to roll up Bomb, this time blatantly grabbing onto the ropes as Bomb is pinned! 1..... 2..... Phoenix breaks it up.

Copeland: Ok, there’s no way that was an accident! He was holding onto that bottom rope like his life depended on it!

Cohen: Anyone could make that mistake...

Phoenix gets angry, getting in Winters’ face for holding onto the ropes as the crowd starts booing Winters. Winters’ face remains expressionless as Phoenix shouts at him. Winters finally shrugs and kicks Phoenix in the groin! The crowd now starts booing Winters loudly as Phoenix falls to his knees in pain. Winters smirks and spits in Phoenix’s face before kicking him hard in the head. Phoenix keels over, looking knocked out as Winters stands over him. Suddenly Bomb comes from behind and tries to lock in the De-Activated submission hold as the crowd cheer him on loudly! Winters flails around frantically and manages to roll forward, sending Bomb stumbling forward. Bomb’s head hits the top turnbuckles and he stumbles backwards into Winters who hits the Crucifix! Winters covers Bomb, hooking both legs, 1.... 2..... 3!

Harrys: Here is your winner and STILL Elite X champion, Michael Winters!

The crowd boo mercilessly as Winters is handed his title.

Copeland: I don’t believe it!

Cohen: I believe it! And I’m loving it!

Connor: Why on earth would Winters do something like that? We felt a lot of mutual respect between these three men before and even during the match, and Winters ruined that with his disgusting display!

Cohen: He’s the Elite X champion now! He understands he cannot afford to show mercy or compassion anymore!

Winters raises his title above his head as plastic cups start getting thrown at him. He ignores them, surveying the scene in the ring. He gives a dark smirk before leaving the ring and making his way up the ramp. He stands at the top of the ring, his title raised and his eyes closed, soaking up the boos. Inside the ring, Phoenix looks on, looking furious. Winters sarcastically waves goodbye to him before going backstage.
 
We cut backstage to see Armando Paradyse and Sean Cruz in fashionable clothing talking in the make-up section.

Cruz: Look man, don't beat yourself up about it. Not everyone could have made it... they had to draw the line somewhere.

Paradyse: I know man but I still can't believe I didn't make the card for Kingdom Come. You'd think that Paradyse and KC would be synonymous with each other, like the senorita's and myself.

Cruz: I didn't make it either. Yeah, I'm bummed about it but who cares when we get to play extreme make-over! I haven't done one of these since high school... are you ready to come out Agony?

Cruz yells this behind a tall screen where eventually Agony comes out wearing the last fashion designs that are many sizes too small and a wig that doesn't match. Cruz is excitedly looking on, Paradyse begins laughing at the stupidity of it and Agony stands there with a blank look on his face, not agreeing with the look.

Agony: I don't like it Sean.

Cruz: That's non-sense, silly. You look like a scrumptious teddy bear.

Paradyse: That needs to lose a couple of kilo's. Agony, if you want to get the girls, you'll need to highlight what you've got. Sean, help us out here.

Armando and Sean begin adjusting the pants of Agony that looks and feels uncomfortable for him. At that moment, Action Saxton walks into scene to see what is transpiring. Agony taps the shoulder of both of them. They immediately stop and look at Saxton who is looking at them in a weird, disgusted way. He begins pondering for the right word to use for a moment before opening his mouth.

Saxton: BAMF!

Saxton clicks his fingers and multiple hot women come out from nowhere, hanging off the arms of Saxton. He walks away with Armando looking at him in shock at how quickly he got all those women and Sean Cruz following close behind mesmerized by the big man. Agony becomes upset to see Cruz leave and goes after his new acquaintance. Paradyse stands there watching all them walk off with a disappointed look on his face.

Paradyse: Man... I can't believe it! I'm not on the card for Kingdom Come!
 
The elimination chamber lowers from the ceiling of Madison Square Garden to a pop from the crowd. Once they quiet down, Truman Harrys begins announcing the rules of the match as the ring crew secures the chamber.

Harrys: It is now time for the King For a Day match. The men who drew numbers 1 and 2 will begin the match, and every 5 minutes a new competitor will enter the match. Participants can be eliminated by pinfall or submission. The last man remaining will become the King For a Day, and earn a contract for a WZCW World Championship match at any time of their choosing.

“Megaman 2” hits and Baez jumps out of the Gorilla position and lands crouching. After waiting and looking for a bit, he keeps walking on to the ring.

Harrys: From Rat’s Ass, America and weighing in at 225 pounds, Baez!


He enters a pod as “Always” plays through the arena and slowly walks do to the chamber.

Harrys: From London, England and weighing in at 268 pounds, Big Dave!

He taunts the already locked up Baez before entering a pod of his own.

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“Psychotically Deranged” blasts and Dr. Steven Kurtesy walks out and stands on the stage looking out into the crowd. He slowly takes off his sunglasses and places them on his head before walking down the ramp.

Harrys: From Sydney, Australia and weighing in at 235 pounds, Dr. Steven Kurtesy!

Kurtesy stares both Baez and Big Dave down before entering his pod. “End on 9” hits and Gordito comes out from behind the curtain and plays to the crowd as he heads toward the ring.

Harrys: From San Francisco, California and weighing in at 257 pounds, Gordito!

Gordito poses on the turnbuckle in front of all 3 of his opponents before entering his own. “Can’t Get You Out of My Head” plays and Barbosa heads toward the ring, full of energy this week.

Harrys: From Bedlam and weighing in at 237 pounds, Барбоса!

Barbosa stands in the ring, waiting for the last man in the match. “Ecstasy of Gold” hits and Hunter Kravinoff heads toward the ring, Sigmund Freud portrait in tow and wearing a crown from Burger King on his head.

Harrys: From Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada by way of the East African Republic of Uganda and weighing in at 245 pounds, he is accompanied to the ring by the father of psychoanalytic theory, Sigmund Freud, Hunter Kravinoff!

Kravinoff attempts to bring his portrait of Freud into the ring with him but the referee stops him. Kravinoff puts up an argument, but the referee audibly tells him that no managers are allowed inside the chamber. Hunter gives the portrait and his crown to one of the referees outside the ring as the chamber is locked and the bell rings.

Kravinoff and Barbosa circle each other, seemingly not wanting to lock up with a man that he had formed a relationship with recently. Kravinoff approaches Barbosa and begins saying something to him, to which Barbosa nods in agreement. They shake hands, which is greeted with a chorus of boos from the crowd. Kravinoff turns around to taunt the crowd and their opponents, but while his back is turned, Barbosa has a strong convulsion and the expression on his face changes to a creepy, evil grin. He sneaks up behind Kravinoff and rolls him up, 1…2.. Kravinoff is able to kick out. They both get back to their feet, with Kravinoff looking furious. He shakes his head and turns to walk away, but instead turns and connects with a right hand directly to the jaw of Barbosa, sending him stumbling backward. The two men stare each other down, and lock up furiously. Kravinoff gains the advantage with a side headlock, but Barbosa quickly slips out and grabs a rear waistlock. He tries to lock up Kravinoff’s arms for the Split Personality, but Kravinoff is able to drop down out of it and score with a double leg takedown on Barbosa, and both men quickly scramble back to their feet. They go for a lock up once more, but Kravinoff hits Barbosa with a knee to the midsection, doubling him over. Kravinoff grabs Barbosa by the back of the head and tries to throw him to the steel grating outside of the ring, but Barbosa is able to land on his feet. Kravinoff and Barbosa just stare at each other for a few moments as the countdown clock appears on the tron to prepare the crowd for the next entrant. The buzzer goes off, and Baez is released from his pod.

Cohen: Baez has shown his true colors lately, and I, for one, am a fan of the new Baez.

Copeland: I don’t understand what there is to be a fan of, Jack. Baez is just jealous of his former friend, Gordito’s success and is resorting cowardly attacks to try and prove a point.

Connor: Attacks like the ones Baez has been using lately could prove to be gamechangers inside the chamber, however.

Baez is released right next to Barbosa, who charges at the masked man almost immediately. Kravinoff begins head toward the two men and they trade right hands just outside of the opened pod. Baez finally ducks a right hand from Barbosa, who screams out in pain as his hand connects with the steel entrance frame of the pod. Kravinoff charges past Barbosa, trying for a flying knee on Baez, but Baez grabs the sliding door of the pod and pulls it shut, slamming Kravinoff’s leg in it in the process. Baez opens the door as Kravinoff lets out yells of pure agony. Baez grabs the injured leg of Kravinoff and DDTs it hard onto the steel grating. Barbosa charges at Baez, but Baez ducks the attack and back body drops Barbosa on Kravinoff and his injured leg. Baez picks up Barbosa and throws him face first into the steel chain making up the outside walls of the chamber. Barbosa collapses into a heap as Baez goes back to work on Kravinoff. He grabs the injured leg and taunts Kravinoff before unleashing a strong kick directly to the side of the knee. Baez leans down to taunt Kravinoff more, but Kravinoff grabs Baez’s head and rolls him up in a schoolboy pin, 1…2.. Baez kicks out using a leg that Kravinoff couldn’t hook with his bad leg. Baez gets back to his feet, but right into the clutches of the bloodied Barbosa, who drops him with a DDT. Without releasing the facelock, Barbosa pulls himself and Baez back up and completes the Duplicity. Barbosa looks over at Kravinoff, but picks up Baez and throws him over the top rope and back into the ring. The countdown clock begins once again as Barbosa lifts up Baez for a bucklebomb. Baez crashes into the turnbuckle right as the buzzer goes off and Dr. Steven Kurtesy is released from his pod.

Copeland: Dr. Kurtesy has seemingly distanced himself from the rest of the Crashin Movement as of late, and winning King For a Day could help to really establish him as a World Title threat.

Connor: He’ll have to get through Barbosa who is currently in control of this match, though. And I can’t help but wonder how seriously Hunter Kravinoff is injured, as he is still unable to get up from Baez’s attack earlier.

Kurtesy enters the ring, but sees Kravinoff vulnerable on the outside still and makes a beeline for him. Barbosa drives Baez into the mat with a corner bulldog as Kurtesy climbs out of the ring on the other side. Barbosa goes for a cover on Baez, 1…2… Baez is able to get his shoulder up. On the outside, Kurtesy picks up Kravinoff, who can’t put any weight onto his right leg. Kravinoff is able to fight of Kurtesy, however, with a series of rights and lefts that stun the doctor. He then grabs Kurtesy’s head, and launches them with his good leg into a bulldog onto the steel. Back in the ring, Barbosa grabs Baez for the Doppelgänger, but Baez is able to escape and jump into a headscissors on Barbosa, and using his arms, Baez trips Barbosa and sends him headfirst into the mat. Both men are down, but Baez rolls toward the outside. Using the ropes, he pulls himself to his feet and waits for Barbosa to get back to his feet as well. Baez launches himself for a springboard dropkick, but Barbosa catches him on his shoulders and hits the Mood Stabilizer. Baez ends up motionless on the mat after the move, and Barbosa locks in the Bipolar Disorder. The referee sees that Baez is out cold and signals that Baez is out of the match.

Harrys: Baez has been eliminated!

The referee pulls Barbosa off of Baez, and more refs come in to help carry Baez to the back. On the outside, Kurtesy and Kravinoff both have made it back to their feet and trade right hands. Kurtesy blocks one from Kravinoff and connects with a palm strike to the chest of Kravinoff. While Kravinoff is stunned, Kurtesy grabs his bad leg and takes Kravinoff down with a dragon screw leg whip, and chains it into a single leg Boston crab. Kravinoff screams out in pain and looks ready to tap, but Barbosa comes out and grabs a front facelock on Kurtesy, pulls him off of Kravinoff, and begins driving knees into the skull of Kurtesy. Barbosa finally lets up when Kurtesy begins going limp. Barbosa drops Kurtesy into a heap and goes for a pin, 1…2.. Kurtesy gets his shoulder up. Barbosa looks at the ref in disbelief as the countdown clock begins once again. The buzzer sounds and out comes Big Dave.

Cohen: Dave has dominated a WZCW legend in Everest the past couple months, now he’s ready to prove that he is a legend in the making by taking the first step toward the WZCW Title: winning the King For a Day contract.

Copeland: I wouldn’t be so confident, Jack. Barbosa has been pretty dominant thus far in the chamber.

Connor: Don’t forget guys, this means that Gordito has the advantageous position of entering last. Let’s see how damaged his opponents are by the time he enters.

Dave exits his pod, and goes around the turnbuckle to go after Kravinoff. Kravinoff has started fighting back to his feet, but is met with a right hand from Dave. Kravinoff is stunned as Dave lifts Kravinoff up, locks in a pumphandle, and suplexes Hunter back into the ring. Before Dave can get in the ring, however, Barbosa charges at him and scores with a swinging neckbreaker on the grating. Barbosa tries to lock in the Bipolar Disorder on Dave, but Dave fights it off and slams Barbosa into the pod in the process. Dave sees Barbosa prone against the pod and charges for a spear, but Barbosa gets out of the way. Dave is able to stop in time, but doesn’t see Kravinoff picking up momentum in the ring, despite his bad leg. Kravinoff dives through the ropes and drives himself and Dave through the Plexiglas of the pod. The crowd chants “Holy Shit!” and Barbosa looks at the carnage with a stunned look on his face. From behind, however, Kurtesy sneaks up and locks in the Hypnosis on Barbosa. Barbosa tries fighting out of it, but is fading quickly. Out of nowhere, Barbosa grabs Kurtesy’s arms, slips out of the hold, and hits the Split Personality. All four men are down as the crowd cheers to root their favorite back to his feet.

Cohen: It looks as though you were right, CC. These guys all look spent and that idiot Gordito is seemingly going to have his pick as to who he wants to eliminate.

Copeland: Don’t get ahead of yourself, Jack. All four of these men have shown incredible resilience during their respective careers and I’m sure they all realize what is at stake here and can take it an even higher level tonight.

The four men all begin to stir at about the same time, intermittently throwing weak right hands at their nearest competitor. All four finally make it back to their feet and stumble into a group. They continue throwing punches, hoping they make contact with something. The countdown clock starts as Barbosa gets knocked down by Dave and Kurtesy sends Kravinoff into the ring. The buzzer goes off and Gordito charges into the ring, dropping Kurtesy with a crossbody block. He looks down and sees that he is standing between Kravinoff and Kurtesy, poses for the fans, and drops an elbow on each. Gordito stretches out and covers both men at the same time, 1…2… both men get a shoulder up just before 3. Neither man is getting up, however, so Gordito climbs to the top as Dave and Barbosa continue to slug it out on the outside. Gordito comes off for an elbow drop, but Kurtesy hops up and drills Gordito with a spin wheel kick to the jaw, sending Gordito backwards almost into a back senton onto Kravinoff. Kurtesy looks at both men, and decides to pin Kravinoff, 1…2… Kravinoff just gets his shoulder up at the last moment. Kurtesy looks at the referee in disbelief, but doesn’t see Gordito coming toward him until Gordito connects with an European uppercut. Big Dave climbs into the ring after dropping Barbosa with a big boot, but is sent back out as Gordito hits him with a dropkick. Kurtesy has stumbled back to his feet but Gordito charges at him as well and they both go to the outside from Gordito’s Cactus clothesline. Kravinoff has begun to stir, and hobbles his way out to join Gordito and Kurtesy. Gordito sees Kravinoff coming, and goes for a chop block as soon as Hunter gets outside the ring. Kravinoff avoids it, however, and Gordito’s skull bounces off the grating. He stumbles back to his feet, and right into a double-underhook DDT from Kravinoff. He rolls Gordito over into a pin, 1…2…3!

Harrys: Gordito has been eliminated!

Copeland: Gordito came in like a house of fire, but that energy might have been his downfall as he got a little too excited there at the end.

Connor: Hunter Kravinoff’s endurance through a potentially catastrophic knee injury is just remarkable to me right now.

Kurtesy sees Kravinoff lying prone on the ground and goes to roll him up. Both men’s shoulders are down, however and the referee begins counting for both men, 1…2…3!

Harrys: The referee has ruled both men’s shoulders were down for a count of three, therefore both Hunter Kravinoff and Dr. Steven Kurtesy have been eliminated!

Kurtesy cannot believe that he has been eliminated and starts questioning the referee, but the three eliminated men all leave the chamber. Dave and Barbosa have fought their way back into the ring. Dave whips Barbosa into the ropes and plants him with a powerslam. He follows up with a big leg drop and goes for the cover, 1…2… Barbosa gets a shoulder up. Dave picks up Barbosa and tries for the catatonic backbreaker, but Barbosa reverses into a DDT, holds on and completes the Duplicity. Barbosa goes for the pin, 1…2… Dave gets his shoulder up. Barbosa tries to quickly lock in the Bipolar Disorder, but Dave escapes and scrambles back to his feet. Barbosa meets him with a stiff right hand. Dave is dazed, and Barbosa goes for the Doppelgänger. Dave is able to escape, however, and connects with a roundhouse kick to the head of Barbosa. Barbosa stumbles back into the corner. Dave follows him in and lifts him onto the top rope. Dave climbs up, and lifts Barbosa higher on top of the pod. Dave climbs up as well and tries for a spider suplex. Barbosa blocks it, however, and maneuvers around and locks in the Bipolar Disorder. Dave prevents it from getting locked in too tight, and adjusts Barbosa. He stands, lets out a yell and hits a Stamp of Authority from the top of the pod to the mat! Both men lie prone for a moment, before Dave gets up and yells again, picks up Barbosa, and plants him with a second Stamp of Authority. Dave rolls him into the pin, 1…2…3!

Harrys: The winner of the King For a Day match, Big Dave!

Big Dave collapses onto the mat from exhaustion as referees come in to check on both men. Dave refuses help, however, and stands up to have his hand raised in victory. He makes his way out of the chamber and onto the stage where he poses, signals with his hands that he’s going to win the belt, and heads backstage. Barbosa is helped out of the ring as the chamber rises to the ceiling.
 
The PowerTrip John Constantine is backstage with Johnny Klamor.

"I think it's only fitting that one WZCW's biggest stage, the best interviewer in the company is with the biggest star in the company. Mr Constantine, it's my pleasure to be here with you."

They shake hands.

"The uncleaned masses are screaming in their unruly anticipation. But you and I both know that you are going to end Austin Reynolds' career tonight. Are you ready to end their delusion tonight?"

"Thank you Mr Klamor. You know, I couldn't put it any better. The shepherd has brought his sheep to New York and tainted the great streets of this city with their stench. I'm going to take their hero and drag him through torturous pain and lay him at the feet of his meek followers to expose him for the vanilla hick that he really is."

Constantine spreads his broad shoulders in a display of arrogant intimidation.

"The PowerTrip is going to emerge from Kingdom Come on the throne of success. I will lead his fans down a path of real success and I will not stop until John Constantine is a Champion that these fans can be proud of."

"And it begins tonight in hell for myself and Austin Reynolds."
 
Harrys: Introducing first, the challenger, from Sydney, Australia, Justin Cooper!

Copeland: He won the Battle Royale to earn this spot tonight!

Cohen: Here’s hoping he can get rid of that damn Juggalo.

He slides into the ring and frowns at the booing crowd. The Hills Have Eyes hit to a nice pop from the capacity crowd. Several seconds pass without the champion emerging until finally loud revving is heard and a pickup truck driven by Alex Bowen comes out, the back stacked with various weapons!

Cohen: What the....?

Connor: Looks like Bowen has more weapons than he can carry!

Harrys: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, the Mayhem Champion, Alex Bowen!

He gets out and climbs on top of the truck with the two bottles. He shakes them up and throws them into the cheering crowd before getting back into the truck and driving it down to ringside. He gets out again and walks around to the back of the truck and throws some weapons into and around the ring: chairs, tables, two by fours with and without barbwire, glass bottles, stop signs, trash cans and other items.

Copeland: Bowen is trying to bring the Mayhem back to the Mayhem division!

Connor: But don't underestimate Justin Cooper!

Cohen: Exactly, he beat 4 other men to get here!

Bowen rolls into the ring and holds his title up before handing it to the ref. He calls for the bell and the match is underway. The two men walk to the centre of the ring and Cooper smirks, talking some trash to the champion, not looking intimidated by the vast array of weapons surrounding him. Bowen shrugs and lays into his opponent with a series of right hands. Cooper stumbles backwards and Bowen hits a loud, echoing chop to Cooper’s chest, causing Cooper to fall to his knees. Bowen goes to kick Cooper in the head, but Cooper catches the foot and tackles his opponent before unleashing his own punches. The referee tries to separate them, and Cooper gets up and grabs a kendo stick. Bowen gets to his knees, and Cooper tries to hit Bowen in the head with the kendo stick, but Bowen catches the kendo stick mid-swing, and gets to his feet. The two men fight over the kendo stick in a tug of war until finally Bowen kicks Cooper in the crotch! The crowd let out a big cheer for the low blow and Cooper crumbles to the mat, leaving Bowen standing with the kendo stick. He holds it up and the crowd cheers again. He raises the stick above his head before hitting Cooper multiple times with it. Bowen then goes for a cover, 1... 2... Cooper kicks out. Bowen picks him up and Irish Whips him into the corner turnbuckle and runs after him, but Cooper kicks Bowen in the head. Bowen stumbles backwards and Cooper quickly rips the padding off the turnbuckle. Bowen runs at Cooper again and Cooper dropkicks him in the knee, sending him face first into the exposed turnbuckle! Cooper quickly rolls up Bowen, 1... 2.... He kicks out!

Copeland: It’s going to take a lot more than that to put the champ away!

Cooper gets up and kicks the weapons out of the ring, restricting Bowen’s greatest strength. He picks up his opponent and hits a Scoop Slam before going for an armbar. The crowd boo, wanting more weapons in this Mayhem match. Bowen manages to roll onto his side and elbows Cooper’s legs, causing him to break the armbar. The two men slowly get to their feet and Bowen runs at Cooper, delivering a Cactus style clothesline, sending both men over the top rope. They fall onto the truck bonnet on the outside and roll off onto the floor. Bowen uses the ring apron to get himself back to his feet before hitting Cooper with a Snap DDT on the outside. Bowen picks up some of the glass bottles, containing beer, and opens them. He shares one with a guy in the front row who is wearing an Alex Bowen T-shirt. They take a few gulps before Bowen takes and mouthful and turns around. Cooper gets to his feet and Bowen spits the beer into his face. Cooper stumbles backwards, trying to wipe his face before Bowen smashes the bottle over his head! A mixture of beer and blood trickles down Cooper’s face as he falls to the floor. Bowen goes for a pin, 1.... 2..... Cooper manages to get a shoulder up! Bowen picks up his opponent and tries to Irish Whip him into the steel steps but Cooper manages to get his foot up on the steps to stop himself. He turns around and runs at Bowen, clotheslining him. Cooper wipes some of the blood off his face as Bowen slowly gets up. Cooper grabs Bowen by the hair and throws him head first through the windshield of the pickup truck! The glass shatters as Bowen’s body hangs limply in the gaping hole where the windshield used to be. Cooper grabs Bowen’s leg and drags him out before going for a pin on the floor, 1... 2.... Bowen gets a shoulder up!

Cohen: I don’t believe it!

Connor: I don’t think anyone believes it!

Cooper angrily argues with the referee before turning around and grabbing a table before setting it up. He lays Bowen across the table and climbs up onto the apron. Bowen manages to roll off the table and Cooper jumps off the apron going for an axe-handle smash but Bowen grabs a two by four and nails Cooper in the gut in mid-air before dropping to his knees again, pulling shards of glass out of his face. Both men slowly get to their feet and start exchanging right hands. Cooper gains the advantage, backing Bowen into the crowd barricade. Cooper backs up before running at Bowen, but Bowen Back Body Drops him over the crowd barricade. Cooper lands on his feet without Bowen realising. He pushes a crowd member off their chair before picking it up. Bowen turns around and Cooper throws the chair with a lot of force at Bowen’s head. The chair smashes into his head and he falls backwards. Cooper climbs back over the crowd barricade and goes for a pin, 1.... 2..... Bowen gets a shoulder up! Cooper is getting seriously angry now as he sits Bowen up against the crowd barricade and puts a trash can over his head. He picks up the chair again and unleashes a series of chair shots to Bowen, denting the whole trash can. Cooper takes the trash can off Bowen’s head and goes for another pin, 1..... 2..... Bowen gets a shoulder up! Cooper cannot believe it, pounding the floor with his fists!

Connor: The crowd is speechless!

Copeland: Bowen can take a beating like no one else in this company!

Cooper signals for the end as he picks up the bloodied Mayhem champion. He drags Bowen over to the entrance ramp and hits Your Final Verse. Instead of going for the pin, Cooper climbs into the pick up truck and turns it on. He tries to reverse over Bowen on the ramp, but Bowen manages to roll out of the way. Cooper breaks and turns off the truck half way up the ramp looking frustrated as Bowen picks up the dented trash can before throwing it. It goes through the hole where the windshield used to be, hitting Cooper in the head. Cooper collapses over the steering wheel and Bowen crawls up the ramp. He pulls himself to his feet and opens the door. Cooper falls out of the truck and slowly starts rolling down the ramp. Bowen picks him up and goes for Ride the Lightning, but Cooper blocks it and grabs his opponent around the waist and charges forward, causing Bowen to go into the ring apron back first. Cooper rolls Bowen into the ring and drags him over to the corner. He places Bowen on the top rope and climbs up after him. Cooper tries to go for Your Final Verse off the top rope, but Bowen hits him with a stiff elbow and Cooper falls off the top rope onto the apron. Bowen gets off the top rope onto the apron as Cooper gets up. Bowen kicks his opponent in the stomach and goes for the End of Days, falling backwards with the Piledriver, sending both men crashing through the table at ringside! Both men lie motionless for several seconds before Bowen drapes an arm over Cooper, 1..... 2..... 3!

Harrys: Here is your winner, and STILL Mayhem Champion, Alex Bowen!

With both men bloody, the EMT’s run down to ringside. Cooper is barely moving as an EMT puts him in a neck brace but Bowen manages to pull himself to his feet. The referee hands him his title and he raises it up for the deafening crowd.

Copeland: I don’t think we’ve ever seen a match that violent, that dangerous and that brutal in the history of WZCW! Neither man will ever be the same again!
 
We see Becky Serra backstage with Eurasian Champion Chris Beckford with Becky Serra. Beckford readjusts his title belt as he waits.

“Chris, your upcoming match with Blade is next. You must be excited going into the match as champion, but Blade has always seemed to have the upper hand over you. Are you confident that you can see off his challenge?”

Beckford has a dead serious look on his face to show he cannot wait to get to the ring.

“I’m just eager to get out in front of that amazing crowd and show what I can do. Blade thinks he has me on the ropes but I can’t wait to show him that he is facing a champion and I will not fail like he has so often. This is the biggest match of our careers Blade. Are you going to be able to keep up with me?”

He walks off but then turns back around.

“It’s supposed to your destiny after all.”
 
The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the WZCW Eurasian Championship!

Bliss by Muse kicks in and the crowd boos as Blade emerges.

“On his way to the ring, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 235lbs, he is the Prodigal Son......BLADE!!”

“At no time has Blade seemed to have as much momentum as he does right now.”

“He has mostly dominated Chris Beckford, physically and mentally and it has to be his time as both men head into the biggest match of their careers.”

Blade strolls to the ring with a look of clear focus and determination on his face. As he reaches the far side of the ring, the ever popular “Enya Stomp” commences.

“And his opponent, from Leeds, England....he is the WZCW Eurasian Champion...Chris Beckford!!”

“But this young man wants to prove his mettle, to show he is a true champion and a great champion.”

“Beckford has been subject to immense pressure from Blade since the Lethal Lottery in additional to his own personal torment. Only at Meltdown 54, did he show that Blade will not have it entirely his own way tonight.”

“Not everyone is as willing to hand this title to Blade tonight Cohen”

Beckford emerges from behind the curtain to an immense reaction. He lacks a little of his usual bounce but he still makes time to slap the hands of fans around the side of the ring. He enters the ring, climbs the turnbuckle and points to the sky. He gets down as Blade slides into the ring. Beckford undoes his title and looks at it hesitantly before handing it to the referee.

“Beckford looks nervous.”

“And Blade looks as cool as a cucumber.”

Blade silently steps forward from his corner and ignores the ref as he shows him the title. The bell rings and Beckford circles him but Blade only moves a yard into the ring. Blade crouches and raises his arm. Beckford hesitantly agrees to the show of strength but quickly turns this into a high Greco-Roman wristlock and then into a tight hammerlock. Blade hooks a leg, taking Beckford down with a drop toe hold. He then pounces on Beckford’s head and locks in a headlock.

Blade presses himself up and still with the headlock on, drops Beckford back with a belly to back suplex. Beckford crashes to the mat and holds his neck. Blade gets up and moves to get a heel hook on Beckford but Beckford is fighting to escape the hold and he manages to grab a leg of Blade’s. Blade kicks out of the hold and turns it into a half Boston crab of his own, now Beckford is the one trying to fight out of the hold and he manages to crawl and reach the ropes.

“Blade has done an incredible job of imposing his dominant technical skill on Chris Beckford.”

“But I’m sure that Beckford will get his chance.”

Blade allows Beckford to get to his feet. They tie up only for Blade to continue his technical dominance and cinch in a side headlock, then a snap headlock takedown. Blade is then able to transition that into an arm bar. Beckford’s shoulders are on the mat because of the hold, 1...2, the right shoulder pops up. Blade keeps the arm bar locked in. Beckford tries to punch his knees to no effect. He then tries to reach the ropes and shows great determination and strength, despite Blade sitting back and really hyper extending his elbow, to reach the bottom rope with his foot.

The referee enforces another rope break. Both men get up and tie up again. Beckford gets a rear waistlock and tries to take down Blade. Blade moves to the ropes where Beckford releases the hold. Blade runs off of the ropes and catches Beckford with a powerful knee lift! Cover! 1...2...kick out by Beckford! Both men are quick to their feet. Blade runs at Beckford, only to get caught with a dropkick and then a swift arm drag! Beckford comes quickly off the ropes. Blade leapfrogs Beckford and as he comes back, Blade throws Beckford across the ring with a huge belly to belly throwl He crawls across to make a cover...1...2...kicked out by Beckford again!

“Great start to the match by both men. Blade has controlled the match but Chris Beckford has shown great spirit.”

“And he doesn’t appear to be frustrated by Blade’s control.”

“I am sure that he came into this match thinking that Blade would look to start well and he has.”

Blade brings Beckford upright as quickly as possible. He whips Beckford off of the ropes, who then ducks an attempted clothesline. As he turns, Beckford takes him to the floor with a drop kick to the knee. Beckford rolls out to the apron and grabs the rope. After the hit to the knee, Blade is slower to get up and Beckford flies in with a picture perfect springboard dropkick to his face, cover! 1...2...Blade kicks out and takes a second to roll out of the ring.

Beckford sees this and rolls out to the apron. Blade gets up, Beckford runs the full length of the apron and nails Blade with a pinpoint dropsault!! Beckford stomps Blade and then rolls him into the ring. Beckford follows him, he covers Blade, 1...2...Blade kicks out easily. Beckford goes to follow up with a faceplant DDT but Blade bends backwards and reverses it into a northern lights suplex! Blade bridges and goes for the pin, 1...2.....Beckford forces his shoulder up!!

“This has been all Blade so far.”

“It’s difficult to disagree. Beckford has barely been able to get going. The champion has tremendous staying power though.”

Blade rolls around and sits up. He pounds the mat with his fists. Beckford begins to get back up. Blade grabs and drapes him over his shoulder, going for a piledriver but Beckford struggles and flails about, eventually forcing Blade to fall backwards into a crucifix pin! Both men get up quickly and attacks each other with clotheslines. Blade goes to charge at Beckford but instead of clotheslining him over the ropes, Beckford back body drops him over!! Blade crashes and burns to the floor!

Beckford doesn’t think about stopping. He looks at the crowd, looks over the ropes to Blade and he smiles. He runs off of the opposite set of ropes and sprints towards Blade and then he launches himself over the top rope, onto Blade with an incredible look-no-hands variation of the Cross Country!!! Blade is crushed on the mat but Beckford is up almost immediately, having had his landing almost totally cushioned by Blade.

“Incredible move by Chris Beckford!”

“What amazing agility and skill – he made it look so simple!”

“That’s all well and good but what is he up to now?”

Beckford looks around at the audience and nods. He signals for the Cross Drop, which gets a big pop and then points to the table which gets a massive roar. Blade gets back up and pushes Beckford into the official. The ref gets squashed between Beckford and the edge of the ring.

Beckford turns, sees the consequences of Blade’s actions and is audibly frustrated. He turns to Blade but is met with a kick below the belt. He is bent over double but still stands; Blade whips him into the steel post and follows it with a massive enziguri!

Beckford finally crumples and he looks crushed, barely able to move. Blade looks down on him and shakes his head. He sees the official but instead of helping to bring him around, he begins to clear the announcers table. He removes the monitor and drops it to the floor. He then brings over Beckford and drapes him over the table. He slowly climbs up to the table and once he gets there, he goes to powerbomb Beckford but as he wraps his hands to lift him up, Beckford falls to his knees, becomes dead weight and hits Blade with a low blow of his own. Both men struggle with pain of the match so far but Beckford is the first to recover. He goes for the Cross Drop but Blade stops it and grapples him down to the table but the table doesn’t break! He immediately grabs the leg and transitions it into the Cloverleaf!

“Blade is bending Beckford into unimaginable positions, right in front of us!!”

“Blade has him tapping out! This should be over!”

“It’s not falls count anywhere and the ref’s unconscious!”

Beckford screams out and is tapping madly. Blade has it cinched in deep and is leaning back and pulling furiously. However the referee is still out. Blade now realises that he does need to the ref back to his feet. He releases Beckford then shakes the referee to bring him around. He puts Beckford on his shoulder and puts him into the ring. Blade follows him in but still has to look for the referee. He grabs the ref by the scruff of his shirt and pulls him in but Beckford grabs Blade’s legs and rolls him up! The referee is slowly getting back in the ring...and sees the cover, one....two...Blade kicks out just in time!

Both men are practically out on the feet. The crowd are very much into the match and they cheer both men as they rise slowly. Blade goes to punch Beckford but Beckford matches him and they exchange blows, matching each other strike for strike. Blade whips him to the ropes, as Beckford comes back he is grabbed around the throat by Blade, who lifts him up into a chokeslam but BECKFORD NAILS THE CROSS DROP!!! Both men fall to the mat, Blade is on his stomach, Beckford uses all the energy that he can muster to him over into a pin! 1..........2.............Blade kicks out!

“Cross Drop out of nowhere!”

“How did he hit that from a chokeslam!”

“And how did Blade kick out?”

Beckford is once again frustrated. He pounds the mat and then looks at Blade who has crawled to the edge of the ring. Beckford follows him and rolls to the outside. He drags Blade and drapes him over the ringside barrier. Beckford jumps onto the apron and then hits a quick Asai Moonsault press from the ropes but misses as Blade barely escapes! The referee begins to count out both men. Blade recovers slowly and climbs back over the barrier into the ringside area. As the referee reaches 5, he grabs Beckford and pushes him back into the ring. Instead of following him, he grabs Beckford’s ankle and drags him to the corner. He slams the ankle around the steel ring post. Beckford screams in agony but Blade is calm and remorseless. He grabs the leg again and Beckford’s scream is louder and more blood-curdling. A small smile curls up the edge of Blade’s lip and he gets back into the ring just before the referee reaches nine.

Realising that he now has an advantage, Blade takes his time as Beckford tries to crawl away. He grabs his knee and slams it down onto the canvas. He then grabs Beckford, drags him to the middle of the ring and locks him in a single leg crab. He immediately sits so far deep that Beckford is almost kicking his own head with his injured leg. Beckford screams as Blade manoeuvres the leg, bending the knee hard and applying ungodly pressure.

“This move wouldn’t normally be a tough move but for Beckford it must be horrible.”

“Not only has Blade targeted his legs through the match but his legs are key to his offense.”

Blade transitions into a STF, hooking the leg while also wrenching back on his neck. Beckford rolls across, slowly crawling on his belly.

“The way I see it, Chris Beckford has two chances of retaining his title here; slim and none! Blade has been great!”

Blade is frustrated as Beckford is refusing to quit and begins to poke his fingers in Beckfords’ eyes! The referee sees this and immediately breaks the hold. Blade gets in his face and pushes him away.

“The ref had a great view there.”

“Blade’s lucky not to be DQ’d”

After taking some time to intimidate the official, Blade turns to see Beckford charging at him. As he is significantly weakened, he is slower than normal and Blade dodges him. He rebounds off the ropes, Blade kicks him in the gut and sets up for the Halo! As he lifts him up, Beckford drops down behind him, catching him with a neckbreaker in one smooth motion! Beckford crawls over slowly but doesn’t hook the leg as he covers....1.......2......Blade kicks out!

Blade is up quicker than Beckford who is suffering from taking a massive amount of punishment. Blade lays into him with a series of stiff European uppercuts that leaves Beckford seeing stars in seconds. Blade grabs Beckford and lifts in a big suplex and holds him up...and holds him....and holds him....and then drops him hard onto the mat!!!

Blade goes for the cover, hooks the leg and wraps his own tightly around it! 1..........2..........Beckford somehow slides out. Blade reacts with furious temper again but this time it’s aimed at Beckford and he is devastated by another uppercut. But Beckford fires back with one of his own. Beckford aims a forearm smash but Blade ducks it and hits a German suplex, he bridges it, 1.......2........Beckford kicks out again!

“This is a battle of guts and determination. Beckford has absorbed some remarkable punishment!”

“Does he have the energy to ride it out and take his chances?”

They get up slowly but at the same time. Blade whips him into the corners, Beckford bounces right back out and goes to connect with a hurracanrana but Blade stops his momentum, he tries to powerbomb him but Beckford counters it into a headscissors takedown! Beckford is ready as Blade comes straight back and he goes for the Cross Drop but Blade pushes him and hits the Blade Runner!!! Blade covers, 1.........2..........Beckford kicks out!

“Beckford kicked out of the Blade Runner!?”

“Holy crap.....what a match! These two are giving it everything!”

Blade gets to his feet and unceremoniously drags Beckford with him. He pushes him to a corner and softens him further with kicks to the midsection, he then goes for the Halo, Beckford tries to fight and successful forces Blade to prop him on the top rope. From there, Blade is kicked away and Beckford launches himself across the ring with a dive that sends Blade crashing. He follows up with an atomic drop and a springboard kick to the head of Blade. This time Blade doesn’t get up. Beckford climbs the top rope, steadies himself and then crushes Blade with Cross Country! Beckford hooks the leg! 1........2..............Blade KICKS OUT!!!

“He kicked out.....Blade survived Cross Country!”

“I’m not quite sure how he did that!”

With the entire arena in shock, both men show some energy and get to their feet. Remarkably, both men go to fight immediately, Blade gets the advantage after a series of punches. He makes to hit the Cross Drop, Beckford’s own finisher against him but Beckford blocks it, only to go for the Blade Runner but his attempt at embarrassment fails also. Blade elbows him away and then whips him into the corner. Blade lifts up Beckford as if to set up for a superplex but Beckford kicks him in the gut and nails the Cross Drop!!

“Go for the cover Chris!!”

“No!!”

Beckford stands up and instead going for a pin, he sets up for Cross Country. He nips up to the top rope and prepares himself. As he flies off, Blade gets his knees up! Beckford is stunned, clearly devastated by the intelligent move and almost unable to move! Blade gets up slowly, forces Beckford into the double underhook and hits The Halo! The pin is inevitable, Blade hooks the leg, 1.....2.......3!!!!

“That is it.....he has reached his destiny!”

”Your winner.........and NEW WZCW EURASIAN CHAMPION.......BLADE!!!!”

“The Prodigal Son has done it!”

“New champ, new champ!!”

"Blade has ended Chris Beckford's run as Eurasian champ and in doing achieved his own destiny."

Blade celebrates by embracing the title, as he does Beckford is being helped out of the ring by a pair of officials. Blade climbs the corner, posing with a degree of arrogance as both men get a standing ovation.
 
Johnny Klamor is backstage with Mr Baller who is dribbling a basketball between his legs.

"Baller, this is like a full circle for yourself. You have an amazing opportunity to go for either of WZCW's brand exclusive titles. How do you feel about having this great chance on a stage like Kingdom Come 3?"

Baller smiles as he stops dribbling and begins to roll it across his shoulders.

"I know I've come a long way Mr Klamor. From shooting hoops in the park to Madison Square Garden, from being a joke in the Lethal Lottery to being a credible threat at Kingdom Come. This is what dreams are made of and this is where I take the dreams of Sam Smith and crush them!"

Baller stops showing off with the ball.

"Sam, you can't do what I do with a basketball and you definitely can't take me down in the ring. Tonight, in this incredible arena, I'm taking this opportunity because you don't deserve it!"

Baller walks away, spinning the ball as he does.
 
Harrys: "The following match is scheduled for one fall..."

Introducing first, from Washington D.C., weighing in at 235 pounds, Sam Smith!


“C.R.E.A.M.” hits to a good reaction from the crowd as Sam Smith emerges from behind the curtain, he looks around and surveys the scene before heading down the ramp, he slaps some hands with a couple of the ramp side fans before continuing to the ring.

“Sam Smith has the opportunity on the big stage that he craved so much.”

“And the kid has earned it. I’m glad he is here. He has great potential.”

“Smith has about as much potential as my left thumb and he shouldn’t win tonight.”

Smith climbs into the ring and paces around a bit. He looks up as the familiar tune of “Mr. Baller” begins. He comes out very pumped and with his basketball. He starts getting cocky in front of the fans. He heads down the ramp and grabs the attention of the crowd, by spinning the ball on his finger on his way to the ring.

Harrys: His opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing 220 pounds, this is MISTER...BALLER!!!!

“Baller has progressed so much since last year.”

“He has added consistency to his game and is now a huge threat here.”

“And he is going be a big threat to either champion after tonight.”

Baller strides upto Smith who seems relaxed but the arrogant Baller slaps him in the face. Baller smiles and Smith lashes out, steaming forward with a wild lariat but Baller ducks it and peppers him with jabs. Smith is stunned by Baller’s speed and is floored with a clothesline. Baller picks him up and whips him to the ropes, he goes for a dropsault but Smith hooks his arms around the ropes and Baller crashes to the mat. Smith picks him as Baller clutches his chest.

“Baller’s early arrogance hasn’t paid off.”

“He may regret that in the morning! I think he broke a rib!”

Smith drops him a hard body slam and follows it up with an elbow drop to the chest. Smith covers and gets a quick one count on his winded opponent. Smith picks him up and moves him over to the corner and kicks him in the gut. He whips him hard across the ring. Baller collapses and Smith pounces, immediately hitting a sidewalk slam and then a backbreaker in quick succession. He goes for a cover, 1...2...Baller fights him off.

“Both guys have it all on the line here.”

“And they are moving so quickly just to get an advantage!”

Smith then drapes him over his should to go for a piledriver but Baller wraps his legs around Smith’s neck and twists around violently into a head scissors. He gets good torque in the move and Smith rolls out of the ring. He tries to re-enter the ring but Baller dives between the bottom and second rope with a swinging front dropkick! Baller goes back into the ring and as Smith gets back up, Baller throws himself over the top rope with a plancha crossbody to crash into Smith!

Baller gets up slowly and pushes Smith back into the ring. He climbs onto the apron and then onto the top rope. He steadies himself and then flies off, hitting a huge leg drop! Cover by Baller, 1...2....Smith kicks out!!

“What a great move by Baller.”

“I tell ya, this kid’s got everything!!”

Baller slams the mat in frustration and reaches for Smith’s arm before wrapping around it and hooking in a standing armbar. Smith screams out and slaps out at Baller but this only makes him sit out on the armbar, forcing even more pressure onto the elbow. Smith screams but doesn’t tap, instead he shows great determination to sway his body so that his right leg barely falls onto the bottom rope. The ref immediately intervenes but Baller keeps the hold on. The ref begins to count, 1...2...3...Baller is screaming “FIVE!!! FIVE!!” and only releases the hold just before the official reaches five.

“I think he is saying that he has until five.”

“I’m gutted he let go. I think he was about to choke him with a tie.”

Smith is struggling to get up with one good arm. Baller smells blood and grabs the wrist of the bad arm. Smith kicks him and tries to put some space in between him and Baller. Baller kicks out at his arm but Smith sidesteps it and pushes him away, Baller charges again and Smith drops him with a big spinebuster! Smith falls on him and weakly grabs the leg, 1...2...Baller kicks out!

“This had been mostly Baller so far...but his cockiness didn’t pay off there.”

“Smith hit that move with one good arm...that’s pretty impressive.”

Both men get up slowly. Smith hits out first and Baller retaliates. The crowd get into this exchange of blows and follow it with boos for Baller and cheers for Smith. Smith gets the advantage, goes to whip Baller who reverses it, Smith tries to hit a clothesline but Baller ducks it then bounces off the ropes himself and hits a springboard back elbow just as Smith comes back! Baller covers, 1...2...Noooo! Smith kicks out again!

Baller is seething. He drags Smith to a corner and hits his trademark double leg drop. Instead of going for a cover, he jumps to the turnbuckle and hits the Buzzerbeater! He covers again! 1....2...........Smith kicked out again!!

“How did he...?”

“Smith kicked out of the Buzzerbeater!”

“And Baller cant believe it! He thought he had this won.”

Baller looks aghast and disbelieving of what he just witnessed. Smith appeared to be there for the taking. It takes him some time to realise what he has to do. Soon enough he picks up Smith and whips him into the opposite corner. Baller goes for the Whisper in the Wind but Smith tackles him as he gets to the top turnbuckle. It’s enough for Baller to crash over the top rope. He lands on the apron but is dazed enough for a second, long enough for Smith to grab him, drag him over the top rope and hit a suplex! Sam Smith covers!! 1......2.....Baller gets a leg beneath the ropes!

“Now we have to see what Sam Smith can do to answer back.”

“If either man truly wants this spot then we have to see a killer instinct here tonight”

Both men are showing their exhaustion at this point. Baller is up first and looks to go to the top rope but as he gets there, Smith intercepts him and tackles his legs! He gets Baller in a headlock and goes to hit the Final Judgement but Baller hangs onto the ropes! He forces Smith to climb the ropes but as Baller tries to push Smith away, Smith hangs on and then pounds on Ballers’ back! Smith pulls back, lifts him up and nails the Final Judgement with huge impact from the corner!!

“Smith hit Final Judgement and did it from the top rope!! I’ve never seen him do that before. What a move!”

“Cover him Sam!!”

Smith hooks the leg!!!! 1........2.............3!!!

“Your winner by pinfall, SAM....SMITH!!!!”

“A huge move pays off for Sam Smith, he is the number one contender to either Meltdown’s or Ascension’s exclusive championship!”

“This is really going to kick on Sam’s career but what’s next for Baller?”

“He will come back like he did from the disappointment last year.”

“These guys are studs no doubt but tonight is Sam Smith’s!”
 
We see The Saviour Chris Jones backstage with Leon Kensworth.

"Mr Jones, you must be gutted about not having a match here tonight. How do y-"

Jones grabs the mic from Leon and shoves him off screen, before looking solemnly into the camera.

"I am a two time Mayhem Champion. I dominated the division from the moment I arrived. I took name after name and while I was on top, I turned the division around. I proved it didnt need to be a joke and it could be about the wrestling."

His face paints an angry picture - he is fuming.

"But that - somehow - is not good enough? Somehow, Chris Jones gets overlooked on the biggest show of all time. I am determined to show that I deserve much more than this! I will not let this travesty go without punishment. Because for every time that I have gone out there and busted my ass to save this company, there is a superstar who is unworthy of their spot on this show."

"This is a t-"

From behind Jones, Sam Smith appears with a huge beaming smile on his face after success in his match earlier. Smith is pissed off that he had been interrupted and he broods as Smith walks in front of him. Sam gives him a look but doesn't get in his face and walks away.

"That right there, is just one example of an ungrateful being who had his chance given to him on a plate and he took it. Sam Smith is lucky that I have not had the chance to end him."

Sam walks back into the picture and both men get in each others face.

"They are mighty big words. Have you actually achieved anything to back that up?

"Sam, you don't have anything on me except being in the right place at the right time!"

Smith shakes his head.

"Chris, why don't you let me be the judge that?"

Smith walks off again.

"To make up for not being on the show, maybe I'll give you a shot when I'm a champion."

Smith's beaming smile returns and as he walks away, Jones, who is an unhealthy shade of seething purple, hits a wall with his elbow and unleashes an angry yell.
 
Harrys: The following contest is a Three Stages of Hell match! The first fall is a standard match, the second fall is a street fight, and the final fall is an I Quit match!


Constantine makes his way out to the top of the entrance ramp to deafening boos from the crowd. He lowers his head to his chin just soaking in the reaction before throwing his arms up and a large pyro display goes off behind him. He walks down the ramp with a determined look on his face. He reaches the ring and hops up to the apron and stares out to the crowd before throwing his arms up once more. He enters the ring and climbs up to the second turnbuckle and poses once more.

Harrys: Introducing first, from Washington D.C. He stands 6'4" and weighs 265 lbs, Constantine!


Reynolds makes his way out to the entrance ramp with the chair from Lethal Lottery in hand, the blood stains still prominent on it. He walks down the ramp and raises the chair high into the air as Gold and Silver pyro shoots out in an arch at the top of the entrance ramp. The crowd roars as Reynolds points the chair at Constantine. Reynolds slides into the ring and the ref immediately grabs the chair and drops it to the outside as Reynolds stares down Constantine.

Harrys: And his opponent, from London, England. He stands 6'0" and weighs 190 lbs, Austin Reynolds!

Copeland: This is what it's come to. Two out of three falls. The winner can put the other in the rear view mirror. Constantine looking to finish Reynolds off once and for all, Reynolds carrying the weight of the attack on his friends on his shoulders.

Cohen: It's time for Constantine to put Reynolds in his place finally. This is just the match to do it. Constantine picked the stipulations, he has to be the favorite.

Connor: Just remember though, Reynolds is coming in with all the momentum after scoring the pinfall victory over Constantine in their tag team war on Ascension.

The ref signals for the bell and the two walk to the center of the ring and stare down, their faces just mere inches from one another. Constantine suddenly slaps Reynolds who staggers momentarily before turning and rushing Constantine. Constantine is prepared however and suddenly rolls up Reynolds and grabs a hold of Reynold's tights. The ref doesn't see it and starts the count..1......2.......3!

Harrys: The winner of the first fall, Constantine!

Cohen: Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you two idiots? Constantine was fully prepared for this match, and now he's just one fall away from ending any hope Reynolds had!

Copeland: A big mistake by Reynolds. Constantine used his anger against him and a bit of underhanded tactics to boot.

Reynolds is to his knees and his hands raised to the back of his head, not believing what just happened. Constantine gets to his feet as well and smirks as the ref signals for the bell for the second fall. Reynolds is already on top of Constantine, throwing rights and lefts as Constantine backs up into the corner. Reynolds hits a roaring elbow and dazes Constantine before whipping Constantine across the ring. Constantine quickly rolls out of the ring to collect himself, but Reynolds immediately slides out and grabs the chair. He goes straight for Constantine and swings for the fences but Constantine ducks and Reynolds hits the ring post. Constantine tackles Reynolds and begins unloading rights on Reynolds. He gets up and stomps away at him before grabbing the chair off the ground. He raises it up and swings down but Reynolds rolls out of the way and hits a kick to the midsection before sending Constantine into the barrier, the chair dropping to the ground once more. Reynolds climbs to the apron and looks back at Constantine before springboarding off the ropes and connecting with an Asai moonsault! Both men are down after the high flying attack.

Connor: Reynolds has to be careful here. One wrong move and Constantine can capitalize and end this match early.

Copeland: He's keeping the pressure on Constantine, that's what he has to do.

Cohen: What he needs to do Seabass is prepare for an early flight out of New York. Constantine has got this.

Reynolds is to his feet as the crowd cheers him on. He puts a foot to the face of the downed Constantine and uses the barrier for leverage. Constantine grabs hold of Reynolds boot and tries forcing him off but Reynolds suddenly removes his foot and hits a quick knee to the face. Reynolds pulls Constantine up and slams him head first into the ring post. He rolls him into the ring and drops an elbow across the chest before sliding in himself. He covers Constantine, 1....2....Constantine kicks out. Reynolds is up and brings Constantine with him, kicking him in the midsection before tossing him back to the outside. Reynolds rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring and starts to pull out a table. The crowd cheers loudly but is quieted when Constantine is up and blindsides Reynolds. Constantine takes control as he slams Reynolds face first into the apron before dragging over to the barrier, tossing him back first into it. Reynolds grasps at his back in pain before Constantine kicks him in the face. Constantine now looks under the ring and gets a sledgehammer! He steps back and sizes up Reynolds as he slowly gets to his feet. Constantine connects with the end of the sledgehammer to the midsection before setting up a Russian Legsweep with the handle across Reynold's throat. He drops him down and Reynolds immediately places a hand to his throat as he begins coughing violently.

Cohen: Well we certainly won't have to worry about Reynolds being a blowhard from here on out. I think Constantine just crushed his windpipe.

Copeland: This certainly does not look good. Reynolds is holding his throat after that vicious assault.

Constantine stands up and rises the sledgehammer high into the air to boos from the crowd. He drops it before pressing a foot to the throat of Reynolds. Constantine poses as Reynolds struggles underneath his foot. Constantine turns towards the table and walks to it, sliding it into the ring. He rolls into the ring and sets it up in the center of the ring before going to the outside and tossing Reynolds into the ring. Constantine follows and drags Reynolds to his feet before whipping him into the ropes. Constantine lifts him up for the Axis of Evil but Reynolds spins around and wraps an arm around Constantine's neck and bounces his foot off the table and drops down with a tornado DDT variation. Both men are on the ground as Reynolds wraps an arm over Constantine...1......2.....Constantine gets his shoulder up!

Copeland: What a reversal by Reynolds!

Cohen: I can't believe he got out of the Axis of Evil. That was supposed to be the end of this match!

Connor: Reynolds is still alive in this match, that took a lot out of Constantine, now can he capitalize?

Reynolds is slow to his feet as Constantine is to one knee. Reynolds meets Constantine with a few rights before attempting to roll him onto the table. Constantine resists and hits an elbow to the midsection. He throws Reynolds onto the table and climbs up himself. He sets Reynolds up for a piledriver but Reynolds resists and escapes the setup. Reynolds kicks Constantine square between the legs and suddenly lifts him up and hits the Ratings Killer! Constantine crashes through the table and Reynolds flips him over and hooks a leg 1....2.....3!

Harrys: The winner of the second fall, Austin Reynolds!

Copeland: This match has been tied up! We all know what the last fall is, an I Quit match!

Connor: It almost seems fitting that it comes to this.

Cohen: You're right CC. It is fitting that Constantine will get the opportunity to prove his determination and grit. He'll make Reynolds begging for him to stop now.

The fans are on their feet as Reynolds get to his feet, looking down at Constantine. He suddenly slides out of the ring and grabs the chair before sliding back in. He stands over Constantine and yells down at him. He raises the chair down and slams it down across his chest. Constantine yells out in pain as Reynolds presses the top of the chair down on his chest. The ref holds a mic to Constantine and asks if he wants to quit.

Constantine: Never!

Reynolds lifts the chair up for another attack but Constantine kicks him away. He gets to his feet as Reynolds goes to swing once more. Constantine ducks and suddenly catches Reynolds and drops him with the Axis of Evil! Constantine collapses backwards and shakes his head, trying to regain his senses after going through the table. He gets up once more and takes hold of the chair. He places it across the throat of Reynolds who struggles against the chair. Constantine yells at him to quit and the ref checks on Reynolds. Reynolds shakes his head and slowly lifts the chair from his throat before shoving Constantine off. Reynolds tries to rush Constantine but is met with the chair head first. Reynolds collapses and blood begins dripping down his forehead from the blow.

Cohen: Take him out Constantine!

Connor: Reynolds is busted open, how long can he hold out before being forced to quit for his own personal safety?

Copeland: I'm not sure he cares at this point Connor. He wants this victory badly but Constantine has the advantage right now.

Constantine holds up the chair, Reynolds blood now next to Constantine's from the Lottery. He tosses the chair to the outside and drops down, applying a Crossface on Reynolds. Reynolds reaches out instinctively for the ropes but it does no good as Constantine continues applying pressure. The ref checks on Reynolds with a mic and Reynolds emphatically yells out no. Constantine suddenly lifts Reynolds head up and slams it down into the mat. He moves out of the ring and drags Reynolds out with him. He whips him hard into the steel steps, Reynolds going shoulder first into them. Constantine lifts off the top step and sets it down before throwing Reynolds on to the bottom step. Constantine lifts up the other steps and holds it high, yelling at the ref to ask him. The ref holds the mic up to Reynolds.

Reynolds: Go to hell Constantine!

Constantine's face contorts in anger and brings the steps down hard onto Reynold's chest. Reynolds yells out in pain and rolls off the steps, clutching his chest while trying to crawl away. Constantine grabs Reynolds by the hair and drags him up the entrance ramp as the crowd boos loudly. They reach the entrance stage and Constantine throws Reynolds into the screen next to the entrance. Reynolds crashes hard into it and collapses against it. Constantine stomps away on him repeatedly before lifting him up and goes for Collateral Damage! Reynolds floats over and hits the spinning heel kick! Reynolds gets to his feet holding his midsection but grabs Constantine by the hair and drags him to the back stage area. He leads him through before sending him face first into a door. The door opens and Constantine goes sprawling to the ground.

Cohen: Where the hell are those two going?

Copeland: The ring can't contain this fight. They might go all over Madison Square Garden!

Cohen: This can't be good for our insurance premiums!

Constantine gets up to his knees but Reynolds wraps a cable around his neck and begins choking him out. The ref checks on him but Constantine waves him away. Reynolds leads him through the hallway but Constantine suddenly lifts him up and hits a sidewalk slam, breaking Reynolds hold on the cable. Constantine struggles to his feet as Reynolds remains on the ground. Constantine stumbles out the door and ends up in the outside parking lot. He turns around and Reynolds meets him with another roaring elbow. Constantine stumbles from the attack and Reynolds tries lifting Constantine up for a uranage backbreaker but Constantine dead weights and lifts him up, tossing him backwards with a fallaway slam onto the concrete. Constantine is to his feet again and drags Reynolds over to a light post. He tries to slam Reynolds head first into the post but Reynolds blocks and slams Constantine's head into it. Constantine leans against the post while Reynolds suddenly produces a pair of handcuffs from his trunks. He handcuffs Constantine to a handle on the post and punches away on him. He looks at Constantine before taking off into the parking lot. Constantine looks at the ref.

Constantine: He ran away, he quit! Give me the match ref!

Cohen: What a coward, Reynolds couldn't finish him off so he'd rather tie him up and run then try anymore.

Suddenly the roar of an engine can be heard and a Mercedes pulls around into view. It stops several hundred feet away from Constantine and his eyes suddenly go wide. The engine revs a few more times before it starts speeding right towards Constantine. Constantine tries to get out of the handcuffs as the car comes at him. He suddenly grabs the ref and yells out.

Constantine: I quit! I quit!

The ref signals for the bell as the car comes to a stop just short of the post. Reynolds pops out of the sun roof with a chair in hand. The bell rings inside the arena as Reynolds walks down the hood of the car and stands above Constantine. He brings the chair down and smashes it into Constantine's head which knocks him out and Constantine sprawls out on the ground, his arm raised up and still in the handcuffs. The crowd roars as Reynolds looks down at Constantine before raising the chair high into the air.

Harrys: The winner of the third and final fall, and the winner of the match, Austin Reynolds!

Copleand: Constantine quit! Reynolds has done it!

Cohen: He sure has. He just showed he's willing to commit vehicular manslaughter to get what he wants. What a great role model for our young fans.

Connor: It certainly is an innovative way to make an opponent quit, but it was effective!

The ref raises Reynolds hand as EMT's rush to Constantine and begin to check on him. Reynolds looks back at Constantine one last time when a big smile suddenly forms on his face as he makes his way back into the arena.
 
Copeland: It's almost time for the main event: the World Heavyweight Championship bout. However, we still have one more match to go.

Cohen: The anticipation is killing me!

Connor: Well Jack, as per Kingdom Come tradition, the Tag Team Championship will be contested prior to the last match.

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We cut backstage inside the locker room of the Crashin Movement where Steven Holmes is sitting in his chair with his eyes closed in an almost meditative position. Crashin walks up to him wearing his best robe with a huge amount of confidence.

Crashin: Looks good, doesn't it Holmes? Holmes!

Steven opens his eyes and glares at Crashin.

Holmes: Yes, it's fine Douglas. Although you did disturb me.

Crashin: You don't need any of Kurtesy's mind techniques anyway. You need to do, not think... like me.

Holmes: Clearly.

Holmes gets up and follows Crashin out the door where Chuck Myles is standing there to greet him.

Myles: Hey Dougie, going to win some gold tonight?

Crashin: Of course!

Myles: Great... because if you don't, you'll be fired.

Myles walks off as Crashin has a horrified look on his face.
 
We cut back to the arena.

Copeland: It seems like the Crashin Movement have been given their last rites! If they don't win the titles tonight, Doug Crashin will no longer be apart of WZCW.

Cohen: Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's get this match rolling!

"I Am... All of Me" begins playing through the speakers as James King comes out from the back slowly walking down to the ring with Dr. Alhazred and Mister behind them discussing strategy. The crowd gives a mixed reaction for them.

Harrys: The following contest is a Triple Threat Tag Team match scheduled for one fall and it is for the WZCW World Tag Team Championships! Making their way to the ring first, at a combined weight of 428 pounds... James King and Dr. Alhazred, The FORGOTTEN POWERS!

Connor: These two men have been steamrolling the competition for the past few weeks, even defeating the tag champs.

Cohen: And they are my pick to win tonight!

The two roll into the ring as Mister goes around ringside. "Black Betty" hits the arena and the crowd boos as Holmes and Crashin walk out together with Crashin leading the way. People heckle Doug as he walks down the ramp and he argues with them whilst Holmes shakes his head and keeps walking.

Harrys: Introducing next, at a combined weight of 480 pounds, Steven Holmes and Doug Crashin... the CRASHIN MOVEMENT!

Copeland: This is a difficult situation for the Movement. Winning seems their only option.

Both men use the stairs to enter the ring and prepare themselves as "We Are One" hits the speakers with the crowd erupting in cheers. Hammond makes his way out followed by Toyota. They stand on the stage and hold their titles in the air with a shot of pyro exploding from behind them. They walk down together, clapping the hands of fans on the way down.

Harrys: And finally, at a combined weight of 825 pounds, they are the WZCW World Tag Team Champions... Scott Hammond and Wasabi Toyota, the BROTHERS IN ARMS!

Connor: The champs are looking to defend their titles for the first time tonight, and what better place to do it then Kingdom Come?

Hammond slides underneath the ring as Toyota slowly walks up the steps. They hand their titles over to the referee who presents them to the competitors, then the crowd. The music dies down and the referee tells the Movement they need to get on the apron whilst a member of the Powers and Arms need to start the match. Crashin argues with the ref on the decision, which Holmes tries to calm down Doug but he won't listen. He insists on starting and blasts past the ref to attack Hammond who agreed to start the match. The ref shrugs and rings the bell.

As the Powers and Holmes join Toyota on the apron, Crashin explodes on Hammond with a flurry of lefts and rights. Crashin stops and moves back, then runs at Hammond who counters Crashin's attempt into the LONDON'S CALLING! The impact sends Crashin to the other side of the ring where Holmes looks disappointed and manages to tag Crashin out for himself. Holmes goes after Hammond with a high knee but Hammond avoids the contact and counter with a full nelson slam to Holmes. He goes for the quick pin but Holmes kicks out by 1. Hammond tags in the big Toyota and they double team Holmes with a double suplex. Hammond goes on the apron as Toyota gets up, picking up Holmes with him. He whips him across the ring and tries for a clothesline but Holmes ducks. James King blind tags himself in from Holmes but waits as Toyota hits a front powerslam on Holmes. He goes for the pin but the referee waves it off as King gets in and kicks the side of Toyota's head. He continuously stomps on Toyota as he gets up before switching to repeated elbows to the head. Toyota pushes him away but King uses the momentum to use a shoulder block on Toyota, which proves ineffective as the big man is still on one knee. King runs behind him and clotheslines him in the back of the head. Toyota is dazed but not fallen over, prompting King to quickly go to the top rope and go for a flying clothesline to take down Toyota. He goes for the cover... 1... power out by Toyota. Hammond calls for the tag as Toyota crawls towards him but King knocks him off the apron. Hammond gets into the ring and tries to attack King but the referee tells him to get back on the apron. Due to the distraction, Alhazred enters the ring with King and they hit the Protect Ya Neck on Toyota. Alhazred gets back on the apron and Kings goes for the cover, calling the ref. He counts the pin... 1... 2... kick-out by Toyota.

Copeland: Good strategy by the Forgotten Powers there, even though they are breaking the rules.

Cohen: Bending the rules, Seabass... bending. Nothing wrong with that!

King goes over to Alhazred and tags him in. The two begin stomping on Toyota until the referee is up to four and King quickly goes to the outside. Alhazred begins hitting elbow trikes to the grounded Toyota before going into a succession of fist drops. He climbs to the second rope and goes to finish off with a diving fist drop but Toyota grabs the hand of Alhazred as he comes down, preventing from executing the move. Toyota pushes Alhazred back and proceeds to get up which Alhazred tries to stop. Toyota pushes him back again and gets to his feet. He headbutts Alhazred as he charges at him, knocking him down. He runs to the ropes and is looking to perform a splash but Holmes slaps the back of Toyota hard to tag himself in, stopping Toyota in his tracks. Holmes runs past Toyota and hits a big knee drop on Alhazred. He goes for the cover... 1... 2... kick-out by Alhazred. Holmes quickly locks in a head scissors to try and make Alhazred submit but he refuses. He finds a way out of the submission and tries to tag in King but Holmes is quick to catch Alhazred's leg to stop him. He gets up and hooks in a German suplex on Alhazred, going for the cover again... 1... 2... kick-out. At this point, Crashin is recovered and back on the apron. He calls for Holmes for a tag and he reluctantly does so. Holmes drags Alhazred into their corner and hits a knee to the side of his head as Crashin steps in. Holmes steps out and Crashin picks up Alhazred to try for DDT but Alhazred escapes and levels him with the LEVEL 5! Holmes facepalms on the apron as he tags himself back in again. Alhazred quickly goes after Holmes on the apron but he counters it with a shoulder to the gut through the ropes. He grabs the head of Alhazred, brings it inbetween the second and top rope to deliver a neckbreaker, using the rope to deliver whiplash to Alhazred's neck. Holmes slides in and goes for the cover... 1... 2... King manages to break up the count.

Connor: Holmes with a unique maneuver that could have taken the match but King saves the day for his team and the BIA.

Copeland: Steven has got to be frustrated to be fighting the match for his partner's career yet Crashin's performance has been terrible thus far.

Holmes stares at King as he, without looking, picks up Alhazred and delivers a vertical suplex, keeping Alhazred in the air for a few seconds and still looking King's way. He slams him down and goes for another cover with Holmes' eyes on King... 1... 2... Hammond comes in to save the match this time. Holmes shakes his head as the referee admonishes Hammond. He picks up Alhazred and goes for an underhook suplex but Alhazred reverses it into a hurricanrana, sending Holmes across the ring. Holmes is dazed and gets up only to be met by a springboard clothesline from Alhazred, knocking him down. He goes for the pin... 1... 2... kick-out by Holmes. Alhazred goes over to King and tags him in, allowing himself to get some rest. King gets behind Holmes and goes for a reverse DDT but Holmes counters and goes to whip King to the corner. King reverses and whips Holmes into the corner, sandwiching him with a splash followed up by a European uppercut. He goes again for the reverse DDT and hits it, going for a pin... 1... 2... Hammond saves the match again, being anxious from remaining on the apron. King signals for the end of the match and waits for Holmes to get up to try for My Mystery... but Holmes counters and hits a devastating DDT of his own out of nowhere. Both men are downed and are looking for a tag. The referee begins counting as the two men begin crawling on the canvas. King seeks for Alhazred as Holmes looks for Crashin who isn't there. Instead he goes for Hammond who is wanting the tag badly. Alhazred tags in and Holmes tags Hammond in to a cheering audience. Alhazred tries for a strong right punch but Hammond counters into a snap suplex. King rushes at Hammond and is met with the same fate, rolling out of the ring from the suplex. Hammond picks up Alhazred and hits a huge military press. Alhazred clutches his back and gets up slowly to be met by a t-bone suplex by Hammond. He points to the turnbuckle and the crowd cheers as he ascends it, jumping off to deliver a diving headbutt. Toyota cheers on as Hammond goes for the cover... 1... 2... King and Holmes both rush in to break up the count and beat up on Hammond. Toyota enters the ring and steam rolls both men with a double shoulder block to protect Hammond. King and Holmes use the ropes to get up and Toyota runs at them but both of them low-bridge to send Toyota to the outside.

Connor: Some unusual team work done by King and Holmes there to remove of the big Toyota.

Cohen: Crashin's been out of the picture, so he needs someone to help him.

King and Holmes look back at the damage done and turn around to see Hammond deliver a double clothesline to take both men out of the match too. He goes over to Alhazred and tries picking him up but he is met with a strong right punch, dazing Hammond. He backs up a little and runs at Hammond with a pair of double knees to the face. Both men are downed and are exhausted. Crashin can be seen climbing the apron and he sees the opportunity to tag himself in, subbing out Alhazred. He goes over to Hammond and pins him... 1... 2... kick-out by Hammond. Crashin clutches his head and complains to the referee for the slow count. He sees Alhazred stirring and hits a couple of kicks to keep him down. King and Holmes are on the outside fighting each other, which King wins the exchange by whipping Holmes into the steps. He gets into the ring as Crashin picks up Hammond and gives him the one finger salute to try for the Crashin Cutter but Hammond pushes him away into King who hits him with a clothesline. Hammond tries to take out King but he is sent out of the ring by King instead. King goes over to Alhazred who is recovering and tells him to watch for the BIA who are both getting to their feet. Alhazred agrees and takes Mister with him as King distracts the referee. They take steel chairs and try blindsiding them but the two counter with a dropkick (Hammond to Alhazred) and a savate kick (Toyota to Mister) into the chairs that smack Alhazred and Mister in the face. King notices and picks up Crashin quickly for the MY MYSTERY finisher and pins him but the referee informs him he is not the legal man. Hammond slides in and King tries to get him with a clothesline but Hammond ducks and delivers a German suplex to King, sending him to the outside. Toyota gets onto the apron, prompting Hammond to tag in his partner. He sets up Crashin for Toyota to hit the BANZAI DROP! He goes for the pin as Hammond stands in the ring.

........ 1 ........

Holmes slides into the ring behind Hammond and begins running to break up the pin.

........ 2 ........

Hammond turns around to see Holmes jumping towards the pin and tackles him to the ground. Holmes screams out as all he can do is watch on.

3!

The crowd cheers loudly as the referee rings the bell and the BIA's music hits the speakers. Hammond gets up and embraces with Toyota on the victory. The referee hands them their belts and raises their hands, allowing them to celebrate in the ring. Holmes is left there stunned at the events, almost in a state of paralysis.

Harrys: Here are your winners and STILL WZCW World Tag Team Champions, the BROTHERS IN ARMS!

Copeland: Hammond and Toyota successfully retained their championships! It looked like the Forgotten Powers were going to take this one but it wasn't to be.

Connor: Both teams put in a solid effort as well as Holmes walking almost as a one man army as well.

Cohen: Unfortunately, the Elite one wasn't able to bring home the gold to the movement... you know what that means, right?

Hammond and Toyota exit the ring and begin up the ramp to celebrate with the titles. Alhazred, King and Mister are all helping each other out at ringside and begin to make their way up the ramp as well. Holmes finally begins stirring and looks over Crashin is just beginning to get up. The music dies down as Holmes just stands there with Crashin expecting to help him. He gets to his feet and the realisation hits him as the fans begin chanting:

"Na Na Na Na
Hey Hey Hey
GOODBYE!"​

Crashin puts his hands on his head as Holmes stands there shaking his head at him. Crashin sees this and points the blame on Holmes, berating him for not winning. He begins pushing Holmes who just stands there and does nothing. Eventually Crashin slaps the face of Holmes who wipes his cheek as Crashin gives him the one finger salute. Holmes snaps and kicks Crashin in the stomach and hits a devastating IMPERIAL IMPALER! The crowd cheers as Holmes looks at the damage done, then proceeds to lock in ARISTOCRACY REIGNS! He continues the hold until Crashin passes out into unconsciousness and let's go. He shakes his head and begins walking to the back with the audience cheering at what happened.


Connor: I guess this marks the end of the Crashin Movement?

Copeland: Thanks for coming "Mr. Incredible" Doug Crashin.

Cohen: Hope the door hits you on the way out!
 
We cut backstage and Ty Burna is walking towards the ring. His remains expressionless and focused as he walks through the halls as various people wish him luck. He grips his world title tightly in his hand as he reaches Gorilla Position. The camera cuts to Showtime Cougar pacing back and forth in his locker room, his face looking every bit as focused as his opponent. The stagehand lets him know it's time for the match and he takes a deep breath before leaving the locker room.

Copeland: Ladies and Gentlemen, it's nearly time for the main event of Kingdom Come III! Showtime vs Ty Burna for the WZCW World Heavyweight Championship is up next!
 
Ty hits at Barbosa with a SUPER CONSECRATED BANISHMENT!!! The force whiplashes Barbosa back through the ropes and he gets tangled on the bottom rope, unable to unlock his leg. Ty sees this and looks at the fallen Gordito, locking in the FINAL SEANCE! Gordito tries desperately to find something... anything to escape. Barbosa looks on the titantron what is happening and he too tries to escape his predicament. Gordito can't hold on any longer and begins tapping out.

Connor: In the end, it was Ty who stepped up and showed why he is carrying that title.

Showtime suddenly jumps forward and hits a huge Enziguri, sending both men off the turnbuckle to the outside! Showtime frantically reaches out and gets one hand on the middle rope, sending his body crashing hard into the side of the ring, his feet mere inches from the ground as Dave lands back first onto the outside mat.

Cohen: Do you realize what this means you two? We get Showtime Cougar vs. Ty Burna for the World Title at Kingdom Come!

Showtime: Ah... back at square one again, huh Tyrone? It always seems as if we can never get enough of each other.

Burna: I'm not surprised either that we're here, with you signing your death warrant in an attempt to gain something you'll never get from me


The two men stare at each other, leaning forward on the desk nearly going nose to nose. Showtime and mouths "I was the Elite X Champion and took on all comers", Ty counters by showing his World Title, reminding Showtime that he is fighting for the bigger prize.

During one of Ty's matches, Showtime Cougar runs down from the stage, he paces around the ring and stands behind Serafina with a black sack behind her, he pulls it over her unaware and takes her on his shoulder and heads back to where he’s come from, despite the resistant kicking from her. Showtime keeps nothing but a smile on his face knowing that’s getting away with daylight robbery, he turns back towards to his foe before continuing to head backstage.

Ty looks around and can’t find Serafina anywhere in sight, he asks the referee what came of her. Suddenly the titantron cuts to a live feed from the parking lot where Showtime Cougar is carrying the bagged Serafina over his shoulder still, with a limo nearby, he drops her off and throws her into the back area of the limo and shouts “Drive!” when he gets in with her it screeches out of the arena. Ty gets out of the ring and runs up the ramp without any hesitation, heading through the curtain and straight to the backstage area, with the carpark in sight, he reaches there and the limo is gone as Ty stands there staring intensely at the exit.

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With a grin on his face, Showtime climbs a turnbuckle and signals around his waist, making his intentions clear. "Blackened the Sun" interrupts him to a hugely popular reaction and as Ty enters, he has one hand on the title around his waist and immediately locks eyes with Cougar.

The music ends and only the roar of the crowd breaks the deathly stare that champion and challenger have focussed on each other. Ty undoes his belt and raises it high to a huge pop. The Showtime climbs to another turnbuckle and repeats his gesture. Showtime’s grin turns into a bellowing laugh. Ty appears confused and shakes his head.

As he turns to leave, he is met with a huge kick to the balls by SERAFINA!!! Ty crumples to the floor at the top of the ramp. The pain and shock on his face turns to furious anger as Serafina strolls down the ramp and into the waiting arms of David Cougar.

“What a horrific turn of events!! Ty’s career long associate and confidant has turned her back on the World Champion and she’s with David Cougar?”

“Oh yes, yes, yes, yes!!! Not only is Cougar primed to take his precious World Title, he has taken his woman, the one person who knows Ty better than anyone!! I love it!!”

The camera closes in on the incandescent rage on Ty’s before fading while focussing on the passionate embrace of Cougar and Serafina.

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Showtime and Serafina running through the area and out to the parking lot. They reach their limo which is already fired up and ready to go. They both look around nervously and Showtime opens the door when suddenly Ty's hand reaches out and grabs Showtime by the throat. He walks out of the limo and Show is down on his knees as Ty continues to choke him. He stares him dead in the eyes as he does so. Serafina tries to desperately pull Ty's arm away but he shrugs her off.[/I]

Ty: Now it's time for you to understand what you've truly done Showtime.

Showtime is fading fast in Ty's grip when Ty suddenly whirls around and slams Showtime hard into the limo. Ty begins pounding away on Show, and Showtime is busted open. Show drops to the ground and Ty looks down at him with no remorse whatsoever in his eyes. He steps back and readies for a low Consecrated Banishment but Serafina grabs him by the hair and pulls hard. Ty grabs her wrists and shoves her off of him to the ground.

Serafina: Stay away from him you monster! You're nothing more but a thug Ty, and this proves it.

Ty laughs and kneels down, his face mere inches from hers. His eyes begin to glow red as he licks his lips. Serafina cowers in fear and tries to kick him away to no avail.

Ty: I might be a monster or a thug, but a monster will always destroy those that oppose him.

Ty stands and turns towards Showtime who is slowly getting to one knee, his face donning the proverbial crimson mask. Ty grabs him by the hair and looks towards the limo.

Ty: This is but one punishment for your sins David. Thus it is written.

Ty suddenly slams Show head first into the limo's window, shattering it all around them. Showtime is slumped over the opening as Ty stares at the destruction he's caused. He walks away slowly but stops in front of the limo. He raises his hand slowly and Serafina gets up quickly and rushes to Showtime, desperately trying to drag him out of the window.

Serafina: No! Don't do this Ty!

Ty: So it shall come to pass!

Ty yells out as he drops his hand. At that moment Serafina is able to get Showtime out of the limo and the two collapse backwards away. The limo suddenly erupts in flames. The camera turns back towards where Ty was, yet there is no sign of him, other than the Chaos symbol burned into the ground. The camera turns back to Showtime and Serafina. Showtime is out cold and oozing blood with cuts all over his face. Serafina has a horrified look on her face as the flames continue to envelope the limo.

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???: Well done Ty, I'm impressed, with all your fancy fire works and near homicidal acts, I am truly impressed!

The crowd boos heavily as Showtime Cougar comes out, accompanied by Serafina and a large security force.

Showtime: You know, there's a place for someone like you, jail! Now I know I can't touch you, but I have every right to sue you for what you got, destruction of property, grievous bodily harm, assault, hell throw in rape with all the mind controlling against Serafina's will.

The crowd boos heavily and tries to mock Serafina

See, even these people are being manipulated, I'm sure there's something in Section 53 about possession with crowds of people, puppies and motor vehicles. So as a law abiding citizen, security, I instruct you to arrest that man and send him to jail!

The security team head forward as Ty smirks at the situation before the lights go out.

Cohen: Help! Security, I'm being possessed through the art of light switching!

Showtime: Very clever Ty! Just remember you can't touch me and...

The lights come back on to reveal the whole security group have been completely knocked out with the ring smoking from the effects of the Chaos symbol being freshly burnt into the canvas. Serafina clutches Showtime tightly as he too looks around in a tense fashion and can't see Ty anywhere. The crowd then roars and points, which grabs the attention of the couple as they look up to find Ty on top of the titantron, his hands are spread apart as he looks straight ahead with a demonic stare.

Ty: Hell hath no fury as a devil scorned! You have stolen all that has been proclaimed by those of the Ouija, except for one, that which matters most to the Ouija. Alas, the Ouija shall steal from you the one thing that no-one else shall steal for it is not an object of desire or is in a state of a solid form. Showtime, everything about you will be undone for at Kingdom Come, the flames of my rage will ensnare you like the animal that you are. When the bell toll strikes three, your body will be an empty channel for the Ouija will claim you as one of their own, there is no escape.

Ty deeply inhales and stares intensely at them.

THUS IT IS WRITTEN

SO IT SHALL COME TO PASS!


He extends his hands as flames spew out of the sides of the stage and the arena turns red as Ty fire-brewing eyes continue to stare intensely at Showtime and Serafina.

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Showtime: Ty this is your chance to turn yourself in. To come clean on the crimes you've committed. You have already just about everything. You've lost your humanity, you've lost the one person you never thought would turn on you, this beautiful flower Serafina. Ty, do the right thing, before you end up losing your title... and your dignity.

Showtime drops the mic and climbs to the top turnbuckle and sets Serafina up for the Final Act. She struggles against him as the security force closes in on the ring.

Bateman: That's enough now Showtime, there's no need for any of this. Just come quietly and everything will be fine.

Showtime looks at Serafina and runs a hand down her cheek before letting go and climbing from the turnbuckle. Ty slowly drags himself out of the rubble and starts to make way for the ring when Showtime spots him. A sick grin forms on his face and he hops up to the top turnbuckle and takes Serafina down with a reverse Final Act. Ty quickly slides into the ring and looks at Showtime then Serafina before kneeling down and checking on her. Security jumps in and grabs Showtime, restraining him and taking him out of the ring. Ty's hand trembles as he looks down at the out cold Serafina. Showtime begins laughing maniacally as he's carried up the ramp by security. Ty stands and his head is lowered before slowly looking up at Showtime at the top of the ramp, his eyes glowing an intense shade of red as fire erupts from the four ring corners and the Chaos symbol appears on the screen.

The series of montages of Showtime and Ty Burna hitting their moves on each other ends with the staredown over the World Heavyweight Championship.


The crowd get excited as Truman Harrys stands in centre of the ring.

Harrys: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is our Main Event. It is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WZCW World Heavyweight Championship!

The crowd make a huge uproar in anticipation of this match


The crowd’s cheers turn to boos as the lights go down except for one spotlight at the centre of the stage. Streamers slide all the way from the ring up to the ramp which leads into a series of colourful explosions which makes a sparkling curtain for the emerging challenger who is wearing a golden set of shorts and waistcoat who comes with a real big smile and feeling of confidence in his stride, despite the huge set of boos from the crowd.

Harrys: Introducing first, the challenger. From Winnipeg, Canada, weighing 219 pounds, Showtime Cougar!

Copeland: Despite all the setbacks, despite roadblocks in his path, Showtime Cougar is here in Madison Square Garden, achieving a dream of main eventing Kingdom Come. Now can he make his other dream happen, winning the World Heavyweight Championship?

Cohen: Of course he can, he has Ty Burna and the title in the palm of his hands!

Connor: You can see that determination, that drive in Showtime’s eyes; he wants that title and looks ready to take it!

Showtime paces around the ring, going “This is my moment” directly as some of the fans who give him some grief, but he continues to smile before climbing up onto the second rope on the left turnbuckle on the outside facing in and raises both arms, thumb tips together fingers straight up. He slowly moves his arms down to the side while he soaks up the atmosphere of the moment taking a deep breath before posing once again before getting into the ring and feels ready for action as he smirks proudly as his music fades out with the crowd giving a mixed reaction until the lights go out to a huge ovation. The stage starts glowing a dark red as the symbol of chaos ignites in flames on the centre of the stage through a bolt of lightning.


The crowd is excited in mystery as the mysterious music continues to play, then all attention turns to the chaos symbol as the World Heavyweight Champion emerges from within the centre in a new style cloak with the sleeves removed. His arms in a spiritual like pose, his head bowed down, only to look up at the ring, the face covered in darkness, he steps forward out of the flames a couple of steps before raising his hands and the lights return to the arena with a blaze let loose from the chaos symbol as the champion approaches.

Harrys: His opponent, weighing 235 pounds, he is the WZCW World Heavyweight Champion, Ty Burna!

Copeland: Since winning the championship at Unscripted, no-one has got under the champion’s skin like Showtime has, pushing the champion to a dark place like no other. Does this make him more dangerous or more vulnerable?

Connor: That’s what we’re about to find out.

Cohen: I would easily say vulnerable but throw any odds out here at Kingdom Come!

Ty reaches the steps and stops outside the ropes to stare at Showtime who stares right back with deep intensity as his opponent climbs in-between the ropes. He removes his hood and removes his cloak, throwing them to the outside, before doing his ritual kneeling into the corner. He turns back around with dry eyes, raising the World Heavyweight Championship high to the cheers of the crowd. He relinquishes the belt to the referee to present to both Showtime, Ty and the crowd before handing it to the timekeeper. He signals for the bell as both men just stand in opposite corners, not keeping an eye off each other, holding their ground. Showtime takes a step forward, Ty follows after, Showtime does so again as both men are at an arm’s length but Ty Burna cuts the moment by grabbing Showtime and throwing him into the corner, throwing rights at him which is eventually blocked by the challenger who hits them back at his adversary, having him up against the ropes before Irish whipping him and running after to knock down the champion with a clothesline, he is ready to intercept the champion who runs at the ropes and takes down Showtime with a high knee as this match is reaching high speeds from the get go.

Showtime gets back up and behind Ty to drop a neckbreaker to try and slow things down but Ty sits right up and gets to his feet as Showtime goes for a quick elbow but Ty lifts him up and slams him down to the mat going straight at the ropes and drops a knee, only to meet canvas as Showtime rolls out of the way. Showtime is quick up as has no hesitations in kicking the left knee of the champion to keep him off his feet, he goes for a second kick and Ty is already holding his knee with Showtime trying to go for a submission to stretch the knee but Ty keeps winching his teeth and uses the other leg to shove his challenger away as he takes a moment to get back to his feet. Showtime goes for a shoulder block on the bad knee and takes the champion down, but it’s useless to go for the submission as he’s in the ropes but it doesn’t stop the challenger from trying to pull him away from the ropes, the referee tries to stop him but Showtime ignores him and is shoved away once again, almost knocking into the referee who stumbles out of the way. Ty is quickly up and goes for a sluggish Consecrated Banishment which Showtime easily dodges but it knocks the referee down.

Copeland: Ty’s aiming must have been off thanks to the offence on his knee, but we got a referee down here.

Connor: Someone might want to check on him?

Cohen: Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!

Showtime is quick in to grab Ty’s leg and continue offence by slamming it into the mat and pulling it with full force, Ty is resistant to the attempts but the pain on his knee is getting exploited by Showtime who hasn’t checked on the referee, he turns to the ref and releases Ty to revive him but he’s knocked out. The challenger pauses to see Ty is taking some recovery time so he rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair from one of the announcers, he rolls back in and isn’t hesitant to use it on Ty’s knee and slams it one more time. He then takes the chair and puts Ty’s left leg in the fold of it as Showtime goes to climb the turnbuckle with one thing in mind. He lines up ready from the second rope and leaps off but Ty gets the right foot up in his foe’s chin, forcing to roll to the outside while Ty gets the chair off of his leg and tries his best to get back on his feet as Showtime takes a moment to recover from the defensive action by the champion. Ty is up but the pain in undeniable, he tries to walk to the chair, effectively hobbling, which allows Showtime to climb up onto the apron and makes a swing at Ty who blocks it and hits him with a left kick to the back of the neck, knocking Showtime to the floor. Ty winches after that offence but has no choice, he rolls to the outside and takes his time to get to Showtime who’s on his knees, the champion grabs the shoulder and is met with a kendo stick to the chin as Showtime reclaims offence with the champion down, he throws the sticks away as he gets a sick smile on his face and slowly turns to eye up the steel steps right behind him.

He goes and grabs the top half off, moving it to one side, he then grabs Ty’s left leg and pulls it over the lower step and puts his foot on it before pointing, which is met with a series of strong boos from the crowd. He yells back “You’re damn right I will!” he grabs the chair from ring and stands over Ty showing him where his knee’s fate lies as he turns and raises the chair, Ty quickly knees him in the crotch with his right, which takes Showtime down, allowing the champion to get back up, sluggishly, he stands by Showtime who is a bit quicker to get back up but is feeling the effects of the low blow, Ty then grabs him and turns him around, crossing his arms from behind and send his enemy flying into the steel steps with the X-plex as Showtime holds his abs in pain from the impact as the crowd cheers on the champion who stands over his challenger.

Cohen: Ty, have you no shame? X-plexing Showtime onto the steps?!

Copeland: He had it coming, Jack!

Connor: And a good thing too. It allows the champion’s knee some much needed recovery time.

Ty pulls himself up on the apron and rolls under the ropes as he checks his chin to see there’s a slight cut from the kendo stick shot, so he rolls back out and heads over to Showtime as best possible, pulls him up with an intense look on his face and as Showtime pulls out and hits a Ratings Crash on the steps which takes both men down. The crowd cheer the action on as there’s still no referee, slowly but surely they make it up as Showtime pulls him up on the barricade but is exhausted, eventually he gets himself up and as he turns, he is met with a sudden Consecrated Banishment which sends him over as Ty holds his knee in pain but the crowd cheer him on. He eventually makes it back up and hobbles around as Showtime is still down outside the barricade. Ty then rolls his eyes and does his signature Ouija Stance which gets the crowd rallied up, while doing this, Showtime has finally got himself leaning on the barricade as Ty stares intently at his long time adversary and makes his way towards Showtime who gets a rush off adrenaline and leaps up onto the barricade and takes down the champion with a dropkick, Showtime pulls his hair back with an obsessed look on his face and pulls Ty up and drags him into the ring, feeling ready to finish this off as soon as possible. He climbs in but Ty is too close to the ropes so he pulls him up one more time and goes for an Irish whip but Ty reverses it, he goes to catch him with the spinebuster, but Showtime uses the momentum to twist Ty in mid-motion to roll him on the floor, allowing Showtime to hit the Commercial Break, applying heavy pressure onto the back and knee as he notices the ref is slowly coming to.

Showtime leans in back as hard as he can as the champion winches at the pain and refuses to tap, the ref shakes his head and notices what’s going and slides right in front of Ty asking if he wants to quit, but he just grabs him and shoves him away in response. Ty tries reaching out to the ropes but Showtime continues to hold on for the dream and screams “Tap!” at his enemy, tasting the gold, Ty continues to reach but is too far away still, leans in and takes a deep breath, raising his hand before putting it down and the winching stops as he rolls his eyes, getting the crowd excited as he leans to the ground and pushes up with full might, sending Showtime forward and into the ropes which he leans against. He turns around and Ty grabs him with a small package, 1………..2………kickout by Showtime, the crowd that it was over.

Copeland: Wow, I’ve never seen Ty muster the strength like that. Has anyone ever escaped the Commercial Break?

Connor: Close call for both men here.

Cohen: But close enough for Showtime to win. With that knee out almost, Ty can’t hit the CB without causing further damage.

Showtime sits up and thinks to himself, what do I have to do to win this as Ty tries pulling him up but the knee is really badly hurt and he almost can’t put his weight on the leg. Showtime gets up and drags the champion into the centre of the ring as best he can and hits an immediate Showstopper, he eyes at the ref and goes for the cover, 1……..2……..Ty gets a shoulder up which gets Showtime annoyed so he drags his rival up and hits the Backstage and goes for a more pressing cover, 1……..2…….Ty rolls backwards and reverses the cover, 1………2…….Showtime shoves him off. Ty leans closer to the ropes as Showtime looks on in disbelief, holding his head in shock, he leans into the corner and sits watching Ty pull himself up once again as he keeps his eyes primed and locked on the champion, he pulls himself up and stands behind him at the ready to strike, Ty turns and kicks him the gut and lifts him up in the air, looking for the brainbuster, which everyone cheers on and Showtime reverses it into a high impact DDT and goes for another cover, 1………2………Ty just gets the arm up and Showtime is livid, slamming the mat in disbelief as he cannot get the vital three.

Ty rolls slowly rolls onto the apron as Showtime continues to slam the mat and looks disheartened that he can’t get the three. Ty pulls himself up on the outside of the apron and tries to keep himself steady despite the bad knee with his eyes focused on that as Showtime notices and launches him at the champion, grabbing his head and slamming into the top of the turnbuckle. He steps on the bottom rope and pulls his adversary up with him, pulling the champion up every step of the way. He gets his face right up into Ty, telling him the situation, Ty tries resisting but Showtime elbows him in the head and then holds his foe in position, ready for the Final Act, the look in his eyes is determined, he can feel the moment coming. He leaps off into the air with Ty, during which a struggle happens and they land but Ty is holding Showtime in the Final Séance which has both men planted far from the ropes and Showtime is screaming in pain, refusing to give up and continuously reaching for the ropes as Ty locks in the hold tightly. Showtime continues to reach for the ropes and looks determined not to give up, he looks over towards the championship belt sitting by the timekeeper, he then looks down and has no choice but to tap to the joy of the crowd.

Harrys: The winner of this match as a result of a submission, and still World Heavyweight Champion, Ty Burna!

Copeland: This rivalry has reached its end, Showtime tried his hardest. You can see the victory meant everything to him, but the power of the Final Séance was too much. Ty Burna is still your Champion!

Cohen: Seabass, as much as I would like to see it go the other way, there is no denying that this was one well fought match, the winner and loser should feel nothing but proud here!

Connor: And the crowd was into this one like no other!

Showtime is leaning on the apron, holding his head, looking hard fought and dejected as the crowd continues to applaud as Ty is presented with his title. He slowly pulls himself up with the ropes and raises the championship to the joy of the audience as pyros overhead go off and the lights turn red as the Master of the Ouija takes in the moment, presenting his prize to the crowd of Madison Square Garden.

Copeland: Ladies and Gentleman, it was a great honour to be here with for in the Garden for Kingdom Come, may the next one come again soon!

Kingdom Come fades out on a close up on Ty Burna giving dry eyes with his championship raised high once again.
 
Guys, I hope you enjoyed Kingdom Come III! It was great writing it and every RPer involved did great. Apart from Crashin. But that doesn't really matter anymore, does it?


Who did what:

Phoenix: Ty Burna vs Showtime
Numbers: Chris Beckford vs Blade, Sam Smith vs Baller, Backstage segments
Blade: Elite X Triple Thread, Bowen vs Cooper, Backstage segments
Ty: Constantine vs Reynolds, Backstage segments
Thriller: King For a Day
Falkon: Tag Titles, Titus vs Everest, Backstage segments.


Rep them. You know they deserve it. And make sure to give some feedback on the show. This isn't the end of the all the excitement, this is just the beginning!
 
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