Blood Factory 2010
Posted: May 21st, 2010 | Category: Supercard Results | No Comments »
The Card:
[MTLC] The Revolution (c) vs. The Hardcore Icons
[SC] Jade vs. Jordan Keyser
[HLC] Gras-Dawg vs. Amariie
AWS Man vs. Adam Pyre
[ASC] Father Nathan (c) vs. 4 in the Blood Factory match
[GLC] Kronin (c) vs. Valora vs. Druscilla
Opening Commentary
Jack Gene - Hello and welcome to WMW Blood Factory 2010!
[More pyro goes off. It's excellent pyro. The lights fade as build music begins to play. A set of spotlights shine onto the Blood Factory cage that hangs 20 feet above the ring.]
Jack Gene - Tonight, 5 fighters will enter the merciless structure that is the Blood Factory to compete for the Ace Superior Championship. Father Nathan will defend his prize against, the founder of the Blood Factory match Matrix, Eric Dillinger, Wone and, as we found out earlier this week, Hecate.
[The lights fade back up as on the stage, stagehands finish up constructing the Lion's Den.]
Jack Gene - This is Blood Factory 2010 and we are coming to you live from the WMW Arena here in Cleveland, Ohio. Welcome folks. Four awesome matches are happening here tonight. My name is Jack Gene, and I'm alongside Bill Hughes.
[He waves.]
Bill Hughes - Good to be here. You know, I've always been a big fan of the Blood Factory match. Probably one of my favorite supercards to commentate for.
Jack Gene - And, there's just so much going on. You could say that that 5-man match inside of the cell is the biggest match of the night, but so many matches on the show that you could argue are right there. First of all, we've got Jade, once again defending her Shoot Championship against Jordan Keyser, a man who will just not give up on his quest to being the next Champion. That will be inside of the Lion's Den.
Bill Hughes - Good match up. Jordan has a second chance.
Jack Gene - Adam Pyre and AWS Man will square off in the much anticipated First Blood, First Fall match, where you must make your opponent bleed before you can go for a pin or a submission. This match could very well end either of their careers. And on top of that, tonight, we will crown a new Heartlands Championship as Amariie, yes - Amariie who earlier tonight defeated Outlaw Biker on Fuel 34, takes on Gras-Dawg to finally put the title into someone's hands.
Bill Hughes - And, Outlaw Biker gave it everything he had, and legitimately took a lot out of Amariie. It will be a match to watch, that's for sure, to see if she can perservere, but Gras-Dawg has a lot of momentum. Hell, this is his first singles match in a while.
Jack Gene - We also saw Lester Cartwright, The Lucky Ones, The Pirate Ninjas and 7 other competitors go at it in an Over-the-Top Challenge to decide who will take on the loser in the Heartlands Championship match to decide the #1 Contender going into Party in the Plaza, and that match won by Black Friar.
Bill Hughes - Black Friar gave it his all, and truly showed that he's here to stay. A really great effort by him.
Jack Gene - And of course, in tonight's Main Event, it will be Kronin defending the Great Lakes Championship against not only Valora Salinas, in her rematch, but also Druscilla. Right now, we're getting ready for our opening contest, the Midwest Tag League Championship is on the line, Bill.
Sponsor Break
Writer: Garvin
[Just then, a graphic flashes across the screen.]
Jack Gene - But first, tonight's Blood Factory supercard has been brought to you commercial free by the FTW Podcast. Listen to Joe, Harrison, Rob and Adam every Thursday on FTW. Wrestling at it's finest.
[The scene fades.]
BF10 Buildup > The Revolution (c) vs. The Hardcore Icons
Writer: Garvin[The shot opens up backstage where John and Stephen Squires sit in the production truck outside of the WMW Arena in Mall B. Both are wearing suits. Stephen smiles as he looks towards the camera.]
Stephen Squires - This is Blood Factory 2010! My name is Stephen Squires, this is my brother John, and we now help build up the Midwest Tag League Championship match. The Hardcore Icons defeated every other team in WMW, including the current Champions, to earn this title shot. They take on The Revolution, a team they have yet to defeat in a titles match. John, is tonight their night?
Stephen Squires - Well, you've heard John's pick. Now, we turn it back to Jack and Bill at ringside. The Midwest Tag League Championship match starts now.
Stephen Squires - This is Blood Factory 2010! My name is Stephen Squires, this is my brother John, and we now help build up the Midwest Tag League Championship match. The Hardcore Icons defeated every other team in WMW, including the current Champions, to earn this title shot. They take on The Revolution, a team they have yet to defeat in a titles match. John, is tonight their night?
John Squires - Well, tonight is their best opportunity.
Stephen Squires - Really?
John Squires - For sure. Ryven has been basically MIA for the last few weeks. Who knows how much ring rust he's got on him, while Kronin has his hands full with the Great Lakes Championship around his waist and, knowing that he'll defend that title later on tonight. Everyone involved in this match, I look at Umbrage as the deciding factor. He's a veteran. He knows what it takes to become a Tag Team Champion here, and I see him showing his focus to lead the Hardcore Icons to victory.
Stephen Squires - Well, you've heard John's pick. Now, we turn it back to Jack and Bill at ringside. The Midwest Tag League Championship match starts now.
[The scene fades.]
The Revolution (c) vs. The Hardcore Icons
Writer: Harrison
[The shot opens back up in the ring.]
Jack Gene - Now let's start this show off with a bang!
Bill Hughes - A double-tap to the back of Whyven's head? Count me in.
Jack Gene - Woah, Bill. No, we can't....that's just wrong, man.
Bill Hughes - I swear, if Kronin and Ryven walk out with the belts around their waist again, I'm going to strangle someone.
Jack Gene - How do you think Umbrage and Valora feel? Both of them made it clear that they deserve that gold, and they have yet to defeat the team of Ryven and Kronin when the titles are on the line. Will tonight be any different? Let's-
Bill Hughes - Hope so! Ryven's been out of town for a while, and I'm not buying this 'preparation' thing he's going on and on about. He's not some kind of zen monk guy who goes off into the woods to eat berries and commune with nature. And Kronin's got to save some gas in the tank because he's got a triple threat match tonight for the Great Lakes Championship! Both Umbrage and Valora have the best opportunity available to them to take these two out tonight! And Valora may even be able to pick up two belts in one day!
Jack Gene - That would be something! Valora swooping in like a hawk and plucking both titles from one man in a single night? I don't like to pick sides, but I for one would love to see that happen.
['Burn it to the Ground' by Nickelback plays over the PA and Valora and Umbrage walk out from the backstage area. Valora carries her trusty lead pipe and finishes a bottle of tequila before throwing it into the stands. Umbrage carries a steel chair and finishes off a bottle of Jack before tossing it aside. Valora plays to the crowd as they cheer loudly, pumping them as they make their way to ringside and climb into the ring, as Valora paces back and forth eager for the match to begin.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the Tag Team Championship, and is scheduled for one fall! Currently heading to the ring, with a combined weight of 388 pounds, they are Umbrage and Valora - The Hardcore Icons!!!!!
Bill Hughes - And here we go! Look at how good Valora is looking tonight! Tell me you think that those other idiots stand a chance!
Jack Gene - Well, they are currently -
Bill Hughes - It was rhetorical, Jack. Rhetorical. Just shut up and let us enjoy watching her walk down to the ring.
["Uprising" by Muse explodes over the PA and the crowd goes nuts as Kronin comes out, Ryven walking out with him with Lily standing between the two men. Kronin takes a few moments to play along with the song using his guitar before lifting it up in the air as the group starts to make their way down to the ring]
Wayne Inkster - And their opponents, with a combined weight of 475 pounds, they are Ryven and Kronin, and your Tag Team Champions - The Revolution!!!!!
Jack Gene - Well this just got the crowd fired up! Now we're talking! Four legendary wrestlers in the ring at the same time, with a belt on the line? The fans are definitely happy to see this as the opening contest!
Bill Hughes - I'm going to agree with you there, Jack. Although I personally only see two legendary -
Jack Gene - Yeah, we get it, you don't like Kronin or Ryven. Whatever.
[Ding, ding]
Jack Gene - Well, it looks like it's going to be Ryven and Valora going at it in the opening fight, which this crowd does not want to see.
Bill Hughes - Oh no, they're like me, they want to see either Umbrage wipe the floor with him, or get Kronin in there to be crushed by Valora!
Jack Gene - Either way, these two have a rather checkered history in matches against one another; Ryven's one and only hardcore match was a win over Valora, and Valora stripped Ryven of his Ace Superior belt! It may not be the pairing the fans want to see, but it'll still guarantee a good match!
[Valora and Ryven circle the ring, both of them refusing to make the first move. Valora feints to the left before quickly diving to the right and nearly catching Ryven flat-footed. The fans begin to grow restless as they continue to circle. Valora smirks and quickly shifts position only to dive straight at Ryven for a spear to the cheers of the crowd. Ryven throws his legs back and catches her in the waist as she impacts his midsection, both wrestlers hitting the mat. Valora tries to fight her way out of this dominant position, but Ryven keeps her held in, his legs moving to put him in a better position to capitalize.]
Jack Gene - This is not what Valora wanted - a ground-game MMA fight against Ryven. She better act soon or Ryven is going to make quick work of her!
Bill Hughes - Don't worry about it! Look, Umbrage is shouting instructions to her, and she seems to be listening - she's pivoting to the side and forcing Ryven to strain against his grip! It's not like Kronin can really help him at all!
Jack Gene - That's somewhat true, Umbrage is an MMA veteran as well, and if you were facing off against a master of mixed martial arts like Ryven, you'd want to have him helping you along.
[Valora twists further and manages to get an elbow free which she buries into Ryven's ribcage. Before he takes another quick strike he releases the hold and allows Valora to return to her feet. The crowd cheers as Valora smiles and nods her head at Ryven, confident she can combat one of his advantages. They continue to circle, but Ryven gets to close to Umbrage's corner, and he shoves Ryven, getting his attention. Ryven spins around towards Umbrage, and Valora capitalizes by hitting the ropes and nailing Ryven in the side with a massive drop kick as he was turning back. Ryven hits the mat and Valora jumps him immediately, pounding a rapid flurry of fists before he's even aware of what's happening. The ref breaks up the hold and Valora stands, tagging in Umbrage before hitting a final kick to Ryven's midsection. The crowd explodes as Umbrage walks into the ring slowly and picks up a dazed Ryven.]
Bill Hughes - Now here we go! Umbrage and Ryven going after each other once again! This is going to be a fight!
Jack Gene - Do you know that these two have never faced one another in a singles match?
Bill Hughes - No, I think you're wrong, there.
Jack Gene - I did the research. They have been at the other's throat for over a year, but they have yet to have any kind of a singles match where it's just the two of them in the ring.
Bill Hughes - Wow, that would be incredible!
Jack Gene - And I don't think you're alone on that one, the fans are going crazy with these two in there!
[Umbrage pulls Ryven to his feet and nails him with an elbow shot to his head. He bounces Ryven off of the ropes and whips him to the opposite side. Bouncing off of the nearside ropes for momentum, he charges a running Ryven for a clothesline, but Ryven leaps forward and spears Umbrage with an impact that nearly splits the man in half. Ryven pulls himself up and buries fist after fist into Umbrage's face to the deafening cheers of the crowd. Umbrage gets a block up and fights a fist through, pulling Ryven against him and rolling him over to slam fist after fist into Ryven in kind. The arena grows even louder as the two fight for dominance, trading blows back and forth. Ryven manages to get ahold of Umbrage's arm and bends it out and back in a Kimura, to which Umbrage fights to stop. The crowd begins to stop and clap in time, anticipating Ryven locking in a dangerous submission move and forcing his rival to tap out.]
Jack Gene - Ryven is about to end it! He could make the big man tap out and retain the belts if he can get that Kimura locked in!
Bill Hughes - The ref has to stop this! That's an illegal move, right?
[Umbrage proves his veteran status and catches and overly-focused Ryven with an elbow to the side of the head, breaking the hold. Umbrage quickly gets to his feet and moves to tag in Valora. Ryven scrambles to his feet and leaps onto the larger Umbrage, burying the man to the mat and trying to snake in another submission hold. Umbrage smartly rolls under Ryven so he's no longer showing his back, and shoves Ryven's back beyond his legs, protecting his torso and head from any more punishment Ryven could inflict. Ryven desperately tries to fight through Umbrage's guard, but Umbrage shows he has far more experience in this area, and refuses to let Ryven gain an upper-hand. Ryven gets a solid grip on one of Umbrage's legs, falling to the mat to try for a leg-lock submission, but Umbrage rewards his effort with a solid kick to the stomach, forcing Ryven to let go and roll away.]
Jack Gene - Again with this shoot slash MMA fighting! We have got to get these two into a match, this crowd is eating it up!
Bill Hughes - Hopefully in a cage with many weapons so we can see how creative Umbrage can become!
[Umbrage scrambles to his feet and dives for the tag, but Ryven charges, looking to bury the big man before he can. Umbrage quickly drops and catches Ryven off-guard with a drop toe hold and scrambles on top, slamming an elbow into the side of Ryven's head. Ryven tries to throw up a defense, but Umbrage continues to find a way in, burying his massive fists into the face and body of Ryven before diving forward and tagging in Valora.]
Jack Gene - The Hardcore Icons definitely came prepared for this match, and you can tell that Umbrage's coaching is working on Valora. They are operating like a genuine tag team should.
Bill Hughes - Go ahead and say it, Jack! They're operating like a CHAMPION tag team should!
Jack Gene - Well the match isn't over, but at this rate, I think they honestly are!
[Valora whips Ryven into a turnbuckle and charges forward. She flips forward, twists and leaps backwards with a monster elbow strike to Ryven, who stumbles forward and lands in the middle of the ring. Kronin climbs onto the second rope and reaches his hand out, struggling to get Ryven to tag. Ryven sees the outstretched hand and Valora capitalizes with a running kick to Ryven's head. The impact is sickening as she laughs looking at Kronin while she picks up Ryven. She throws a few strikes to Ryven for good measure before throwing him into the ropes. She hits the opposite side for momentum and charges Ryven, leaping into the air for a spear. Ryven quickly drops down and does a baseball slide underneath her, Valora flying over and hitting empty air on the other side. Ryven twists and rolls quickly, leaping to smack the awaiting hand of Kronin and the crowd goes wild.]
Jack Gene - Now here we go! The Great Lakes Champion has been tagged in!
Bill Hughes - Good! Now Valora can grind him down before she faces him again tonight!
[Valora is up and turns around to see Kronin on the opposite side. Adopting her trademark sadistic smirk she chuckles and moves forward, signaling Kronin to bring it on. Kronin smiles back and they charge each other. Kronin tries for a clothesline, but the quicker Valora ducks and shoves him in the back toward the ropes. Umbrage drops down and pulls the top rope with him, causing both Kronin and Valora to tumble over and onto the outside of the ring.]
Jack Gene - Oh man! That had to have been planned!
Bill Hughes - Of course it was! It was too perfect not to be!
[The referee charges forward to make sure both wrestlers can compete, and warns Umbrage to keep his distance. Umbrage smiles and throws up his hands in an innocent gesture before looking over at a winded Ryven and flipping him the bird. Valora is the first to stir, slowly getting to her feet and pulling Kronin to his. She gets a grip on his arm and tries to throw him into the barrier, but Kronin responds by planting his feet and pulling Valora into a clothesline. Valora hits the mat with a sickening thud as Kronin staggers to the barrier, taking a momentary break as the referee continues to count.]
Jack Gene - Kronin obviously wasn't prepared for that move Valora and Umbrage just pulled!
Bill Hughes - Think about it - Valora has another match against Kronin tonight, the more damage she can do to him, the better!
Jack Gene - Don't forget Druscilla is in that match as well, if Valora isn't careful, she may injure herself too much and end up costing her a title.
Bill Hughes - Jack, when has Valora ever injured herself 'too much'?
Jack Gene - Good point.
[Valora stirs and Kronin turns to meet her. Umbrage drops down, which draws the referee outside to get between him and the competitors, his back to Valora. Kronin goes to grab Valora, but she grips Kronin and nails him with a kick to the groin. Kronin immediately drops to his knees from the low-blow and Valora smirks before nodding toward Umbrage. Her face looks confused as Umbrage begins to frantically point. Valora turns just in time to be nailed by a spinning heel kick from Ryven directly into the side of her head. She slams into the side of the ring and bounces down, landing on Kronin. Umbrage swears and threatens Ryven as they both return to their corners.]
Bill Hughes - Illegal move! Ryven did an illegal move! This match is over!
Jack Gene - That was only after Valora did one to Kronin, Bill! And the referee didn't see either!
Bill Hughes - Oh, I see how it is, that law in Arizona passes, and now it's got to be the Latino woman who is guilty, right Jack? You are such a racist!
[Valora gets to her feet first, slowly pulling herself up, using the ring as help. She rolls into the ring and back out, resetting the referee's count and causing the arena to cheer as the Queen of Hardcore returns to the outside. Kronin gets to his feet just in time to be nailed by a drop kick from Valora, staggering him back. Valora growls in frustration and throws a monster haymaker into Kronin, but he refuses to fall, instead stumbling away toward the announcer's table. Valora lets out a rapid-fire string of curses in Spanish before lifting up the curtain and pulling out a chair.]
Bill Hughes - This match just got real, Jack!
Jack Gene - Valora better be careful! She hits anyone with that chair, and she costs her team the match!
Bill Hughes - Unless she's thinking about later tonight! A few good chair shots from Valora, and I think Kronin will definitely be losing the belt later tonight!
[The referee drops down quickly and puts himself in front of Valora, warning her if she hits anyone with that chair the match is over. Kronin sees this and takes a moment to compose himself, using the opportunity to take a short break. Umbrage looks back and sees the referee busy and maneuvers around the ring post so he's on the same side as Kronin. He sizes up Kronin and runs down the side of the ring towards him, ready to leap and catch the Great Lakes Champion off-guard.]
Jack Gene - Oh man, Umbrage is about to nail Kronin right in front of us! Kronin has no idea what's about to happen!
Bill Hughes - Umbrage is going to jump - but what the-! OhmyGodlookout!!!!
Jack Gene - Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Ryven just charged through the ring and jumped through the ropes, spearing Umbrage in mid-air! Oh my God! Both men are outside the ring! They are out! I can't believe I just saw that!
Bill Hughes - Valora's turning the corner with the chair! She is determined to take out Kronin and weaken him for tonight!
Jack Gene - The referee is warning her! If she hits Kronin with that chair it's all over! Wait, Kronin is-
Bill Hughes - NO!! Kronin just drop-kicked Valora as she was readying herself for the swing! The chair goes flying! The ref is saying the match is still on since the chair was never used! That's bull! Kronin clearly used it against Valora!
[Kronin pulls up a dazed Valora and throws her into the ring, following her as the chants of the crowd deafen all noise. Valora struggles to her feet, but Kronin pulls her up with a boot to her midsection. He signals to the crowd and puts her in position.]
Jack Gene - He's calling for it! Kronin is calling for Shock Therapy! He's going to hit his finisher on Valora!
Bill Hughes - No! No! Someone do something!
Jack Gene - Listen to the crowd! He does it! Kronin nails Valora with Shock Therapy! Unbelievable! The ref is there for the pin! 1....2....3!!!! The Revolution retains the belts!
Wayne Inkster - Your winners, and still tag team champions, The Revolution!!!!
Bill Hughes - I call shenanigans! There were illegal moves done throughout this match!
Jack Gene - I can't believe this! Is this a preview of what's going to happen tonight? Kronin managed to keep Valora from taking one of his belts, can he keep her from taking another?
Bill Hughes - I don't think so, Jack. I think after this match, Valora would go through this entire roster for the chance at taking down Kronin! I would not want to be him in that ring against Valora tonight. You saw her! She was willing to lose the tag team titles just to injure him enough to win the Great Lakes Championship! That's a competitor, Jack! That's someone who you don't want to get on the wrong side of!
Jack Gene - And as you watch Kronin help Ryven back up the ramp, you can see the look on Valora's face, Bill. You're right, you definitely do not want to be on the wrong side of her. What is she going to do to Kronin tonight? And what about Druscilla? She had to be watching this entire match! If there's any kind of advantage she can get from these two to pick up the win, she'll find it! Find out later tonight as Kronin, Valora, and Druscilla all face off for the Great Lakes Championship!
[The scene fades.]
Sponsor Break
Writer: Garvin
[Just then, a graphic flashes across the screen.]
Jack Gene - Well, we are just moments away from the Shoot Championship match where Jade will once again defend her title against Jordan Keyser. This part of Blood Factory 2010 has been brought to you commercial free by FTW.
[The scene fades.]
BF10 Buildup > Jade (c) vs. Jordan Keyser
Writer: Garvin
[The shot opens back up backstage where Stephen Squires and John Squires stand looking at the camera. Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the BF10 logo with a shot of the Shoot Championship, along with Jade and Jordan Keyser.]
Stephen Squires - John, it is now time to talk about the 2nd title match of the evening. Let's talk about the the Shoot Championship match, a rematch, between the reigning Champion Jade and Jordan Keyser. Who you got?
John Squires - Well, as we all know, both have been preoccupied with MTL3. It wasn't really sure for Jade that she'd be defending tonight until the Celestial Avatars were eliminated. And Jordan didn't earn his shot until last week when he defeated Adam Pyre. So, this match, yeah, it may seem a bit rushed. But, that goes in the favor of the Champion.
Stephen Squires - Yes, that is one thing I can agree with you on. But, can you ever bet against the Champion?
John Squires - Sure, but it's not recommended. I mean, of course, I chose The Hardcore Icons to win earlier tonight. That was probably wrong of me, but my reasons were sound. This match, though, I just can't see Keyser winning. He just doesn't have it yet. There is just something there, something stopping him from really succeeding here in WMW. Tonight, it will be Jade, retaining her title, to keep him under the glass ceiling here in the Shoot Championship race.
Stephen Squires - We turn it back over to Jack and Bill to call this match.
[The scene fades.]
Jade (c) vs. Jordan Keyser
Writer: Amanda
Jack Gene - And here we go again, folks.Jade vs Jordan Keyser II in the Lion's Den for the WMW Shoot Championship. As we get ready for the pre-match introductions and overview, I don't see this match ending differently then the last one, Jade is the overwhelming favorite in my mind. Bill?
Bill Hughes - Well, I like Jordan Keyser. I love Druscilla training him, but it's going to be a tough road for Jordan to get the win here tonight. Unless, of course, Jade follows the example of her Chicago Cubs and chokes big time. But I think Jordan can win this match. He has size and strength on Jade and if he can catch her off guard, he can score a big victory.
Jack Gene - Perhaps, but he still needs a knockout. Jade has never tapped out before and I don't believe Jordan is skilled enough yet to win on points. He has to K.O. Jade. Once again folks, our judges for the match will be Jane Coughlin, Mischa Barnes and WMW's Director of Talent Relations Alexander Matheson. And it looks like Wayne Inkster is ready to get this ball rolling so let's go to the Lion's Den and Wayne Inkster.
[The shot moves to the ring where Wayne Inkster stands.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is a Lion's Den match for the WMW Shoot Championship! Once again, the rules of this match: The fighters will fight in up to 3 5minute rounds. There are no pinfalls in this match as it is a Mixed Martial Arts rules match. Fighters may win only by Knockout, Submission, or judges decision at the end of the third round of combat. Our judges tonight are as follows: First, She is WMW New Reporter and a WMW certified MMA Judge, JANE COUGHLIN! Next, he is the WMW Director of Talent and a former Mixed Martial Arts competitor versed in the Pankration style of fighting, he is ALEXANDER MATHESON! And finally, she is the hostess of Mat Briefs and a WMW Certified MMA Judge, MISCHA BARNES!!!
And now, for your competitors in this Lion's Den match for the Shoot Championship! Introducing first, the challenger. Hailing from Neuces County, Texas. He stands 6 feet, 5 inches tall and weighs in at 230lbs. He is the Executioner JORDAN KEYSER!!!
['Critical Acclaim' by Avenged Sevenfold plays over the speakers as the crowd boos heavily and Jordan Keyser makes his way down to the ring. He wears black knee length black work-out shorts with a gold X at the bottom of each leg. He also sports a long sleeve hooded t-shirt with EXECUTIONER written in gold across the front. On the back it says PERFECT EXECUTION in bleeding gold script. He climbs into the Lion's Den, moving to his corner, eyes locked on the entryway.]
Jack Gene - And here is the challenger for the Shoot Title, Jordan Keyser. As we've mentioned, he has been doing some training with Druscilla to prepare for this match. We're a few seconds away from finding out how successful that's been so far.
Bill Hughes - Yeah, well, Jordan knows what's at stake here. He may not have had as much training time as he would like, but the differences between him and Jade have really elevated. Jordan knows that another big match loss to Jade will force him to admit that she just might be right. And Jordan does not seem like a man who likes to swallow his pride..
Wayne Inkster - And introducing his opponent. Hailing from Lhasa, Tibet, China. She stands 5 feet, 8 inches tall and weighs in at 150lbs. She is the reigning and defending WMW Shoot Champion, she is JADE!!!
[A sound of lightning breaks out and the lights in the arena flash to simulate a lightning bolt. After a few seconds, the Videotron comes to life. On the video tron, Jade's name appears with a Chinese Character in the background. Then a great Easten Jade dragon is shown circling around a landscape, then lightning seems to come down and strike the stage in front of the entryway causing a burst of green, silver and gold pyro have the dragon lunge towards the camera with mouth open as a roar escapes it's mouth, echoing through the arena
After a few moments, Music from the Jade Dragon Concerto (Great Muta Concerto) plays over the PA and Jade seemingly walks through the pyro and flames of the Dragon, walking out in a determined, methodical pace before finally stopping in a fighting stance as her overcoat flutters in the air before displaying a flurry of punches and kicks, ending up with her making a few martial arts movement and clinching her fist as a final burst of pyro goes off behind her. She then narrows her eyes and runs down towards the ring, one foot barely touching the ground before lifting off and moving, her black overcoat fluttering around her Chinese style boots and black hot pants with a silvery white owl symbol on her hip, while her Black halter top bears the Jade Dragon wrapped around her right breast, the WMW Shoot Title around her waist.
Once she reaches the ring, Jade jumps up and lands on the apron in a handstand before vaulting over the ropes and landing in a fighting stance, in one motion taking her overcoat off and tossing it aside as she retakes her fighting stance, eyes locked on her opponent.]
Jack Gene - And here comes the champ. Jade has had a stranglehold on the Shoot Championship for 5 months now. She defeated Jack Reynolds for the belt on December 18th, 2009 and has yet to be defeated. She's almost half way to beating the record Guy Kinski set for longest reigning Shoot Champion. If she makes it, it would be the second record setting title reign she has had. She was the longest reigning Heartlands Champion until Hecate broke that record.
Bill Hughes - I like Jade. She, to me, deserves to be a champion. She's so confident. People have called her preachy and arrogant, but she says she's going to kick someone's ass and then she goes and does it. I thought she was getting soft but then last month happened and she nearly broke Jordan's leg in their last title match.
Jack Gene - Jade is amazingly talented. Fighter of the Year and Rookie of the Year last year, a former Heartlands Champion, Great Lakes Champion and current Shoot Champion. But Jordan Keyser is a fierce competitor too. He's managed to get two title shots against Jade and a couple weeks ago, it was Jordan Keyser taking a metal bar to Jade's head, knocking her out and getting the pinfall.
[In the ring, Jade takes the belt off and hands it to Inkster. She then turns to Jordan reaching into her overcoat and producing a baseball and holds it out to him, with a grin. Jordan narrows his eyes and bats the ball out of her hand. Jade grins a bit wider and removes her over coat, handing it off to her corner team as Inkster leaves the ring and the cages are closed and locked. The bell rings and the two come back towards the middle of the ring, Jordan falling into a boxing stance and Jade dropping into her usual martial arts stance..]
Jack Gene - Round 1 starts now! Here we go, folks!
[Jordan throws a punch but Jade ducks it. Jordan fires off two more quick punches but Jade ducks and dodges through them easily. Jordan reaches back and goes for a haymaker but Jade bats it away, firing a counter strike puch to the left shoulder of Jordan Keyser. Jade keeps her hold on the left hand of Jordan Keyser as she kicks him in the left ribs with her first kick then lifts her foot up and places it under his shoulder, jerking the arm causing Jordan to grit his teeth in pain, holding his left shoulder with his free hand as he tries to free himself from the painful hold and then Jade grins and jumps into the air, slamming her free foot into Jordan Keyser's face sending him to the mat hard as she too tumbles to the mat, quickly and fluidly locking in an armbar on Jordan Keyser. Jordan Keyser cries out in pain and immediately tries to turn on his side to relieve the pressure on his arm. After some back and forth action as Keyser tries to break out of the hold and Jade fights to keep is cinched in, Jade rolls back to her feet, breaking the hold. Jordan Keyser fights to his feet, holding his shoulder and gritting his teeth in pain.]
Jack Gene - And Jade wasting no time here, Bill! She went right after that left shoulder of Jordan Keyser and really has found a way to unload some innovative offense here!
Bill Hughes - Wow! Jade could have ripped Jordan Keyser's arm out! I LOVE this new attitude from Jade! No fuss, no muss, just go in there and kick ass!
[Jade rushes forward and jumps into the air, going for her Tornado Kick but catches her first, lifting her up into the air and taking Jade to the mat hard with a spinebuster. Jordan wastes no time, pulling Jade to her feet and nailing her with a massive right hand haymaker punch, sending Jade crashing to the mat hard. Jordan backs up a few steps and yells for Jade to get up and she does. Jordan moves back in and throws a flurry of punches, but Jade easily blocks and deflects them, stepping inside his reach and slamming her fists into his ribs one right after the other, keeping her her elbow behind her fists, as blow after blow slams into his chest, driving him back in the ring before Jade pulls her fist back and delivers a punch straight to Jordan Keyser's solar plexus, dropping the big man to a knee. Jade backs up and does a Great Muta style hop/dance move before rushing forward and trying for a Shining Wizard but Jordan rushes forward, timing his attack right for the moment when Jade leaves her feet and he catches her with a big time clothesline, sending Jade inside out as she lands face first on the mat.]
Bill Hughes - That's what Druscilla can bring to Jordan's gameplan! She might not have had enough time to turn him into a complete MMA fighter, but she did have time to give Jordan scouting reports. Give him a leg up on what Jade likes to do in certain situations, and considering how fast Jade is, any advanced notice can make a crucial difference in how things play out.
Jack Gene - You're right there, Bill. Jordan Keyser caught Jade perfectly and let her have the full fury of that clothesline. He literally knocked Jade for a loop!
[Jordan resumes his boxing stance as Jade fights to a knee. Jordan urges her on and Jade smirks, rolling forward and coming out into an uppercut, keeping her hand open resulting in a slap that echoes throughout the arena. Jade follows up with a series of three rapid, sharp kicks to Jordan's ribs, A punch aimed for his chest which Jordan Keyser manages to catch, but Jade, unphased, fires a kick right into Jordan Keyser's left knee bringing a grimace of pain from the man, who maintains his hold on Jade's arm and counters with a straight punch to Jade's face, which sends the champ staggering backwards. Jordan follows in and fires a punch combination to Jade's body scoring two hits before Jade can recover enough to block and defend herself. Jordan Keyser grabs Jade and locks her in a bearhug, lifting the smaller Asian woman off her feet and focusing his strength and the weight of his body on her lower back, headbutting her every once in a while as well. Jade struggles against the hold, trying to free her arms and defend herself from the hold, squirming and wriggling. Finally Jade manages to escape.. as Jordan Keyser spins around and drives her into the mat, backing off and playing to the crowd who boos loudly.]
Jack Gene - Well Jordan Keyser is really starting to swing momentum his way here so far. He's been able to combine his wrestling skills with what he's learned from Dru effectively here and is at least competing with Jade here.
Bill Hughes - A bearhug? Seriously? Jordan Keyser has to reach back to the 80s to try to catch Jade off guard. Effective move on someone as small as she is, I guess...
[Jordan Keyser stalks Jade waiting for her to get to her feet. As she does, he charges in, going for a double leg takedown, but Jade counters by dropping her legs back and landing on Jordan Keyser's neck and upper back with her forearm, going immediately from the Sprawl into a headlock, bringing Jordan up to his knees and slamming her knees into his face, hitting him with 4 knee strikes before delivering a vicious final strike of a knee strike and an elbow strike to the back of Keyser's neck, both blows hitting at the same time. Referee John Law, backs Jade off as he checks on Keyser, who is bleeding from the face when he gets up. Keyser pushes Law away and comes charging at Jade, trying for a big bicycle kick but Jade counters by sliding under his kick and taking out his plant leg with a scissor move which Jade flows seamlessly into a fujiwara armbar, targeting Jordan Keyser's left arm once more, causing the man to cry out in pain as he tries to break the hold.]
Jack Gene - Jade taking control of the match back and slowing things down to her pace. More of that vicious side of Jade however as she's already busted Keyser open..
Bill Hughes - Hey, the name of this pay per view is called Blood Factory! Every match should have blood in it!
[In the ring, John Law is checking for the submission, but Keyser is able to get his knees under him and lift Jade up, rolling over and escaping the hold. As Jade gets up and turns around, Jordan nails her plush on the chin with a big time uppercut that sends Jade to the mat. John Law checks but Jade recovers quickly, nodding her head that she's alright, but is clearly stunned by the move. Jordan smirks and makes the motion of swinging a baseball bat and places his right hand over his eyes, simulating looking at a homerun. Jade narrows her eyes and takes her fighting stance once more, her eyes looking for her next point of attack. Jordan Keyser darts in and tries for another double leg takedown, but Jade is ready for it and delivers a sharp kick to the side of Keyser's head, bringing the Texan to his knees. Jade rolls behind him and turns as she gets to her feet nailing Jordan with a buzzsaw kick that sends the man face first into the mat. Jade moves to follow up but the bell rings, signaling the end of round 1 and both fighters move to their corners.]
Jack Gene - And with that, round one ends. A tightly contested round, you could almost argue that the opening round was a draw, which is a huge victory in itself for Jordan Keyser.
Bill Hughes - You could argue it was a draw... if you were an idiot. I have to give this round to Jordan Keyser. He put up a good fight, and managed to end a few moves that should have won the match for Jade.
Jack Gene - Well yes, there was that but Jordan Keyser is bleeding. Jade isn't. Jade managed to fight her way out of some tough spots too. All in all, I think neither fighter had a clear advantage this round, and speaking of Jordan's cut. The corner men are attending to it as best they can and John Law is checking the seriousness of the cut. And, after a short meeting with the WMW medical staff, it looks like John Law will let this match continue and we'll go into Round 2!
[The bell rings and Jordan and Jade head back towards each other. Jordan fires off a few probing punches, but Jade deflects or ducks out of the way, trying to counter but Jordan shifts his punches, using his reach advantage to keep Jade at bay. Jae circles her opponent, trying to find a way past his defenses, finally she strikes, as Jordan throws a punch, Jade sidesteps and fires a counter punch, hitting Jordan Keyser's outstretched arm at the elbow, causing Keyser to pull the arm back in, and leaving himself exposed. Jade darts in and hits Jordan Keyser with a right, left, spinning right backhand combination of punches, sending the bigger man staggering back a step or two. Jade comes in to follow up some more, but Jordan fires a front thrust kick at Jade, forcing her to pivot on her heel at the last second, her body twisting as she avoids the kick but is unable to strike her opponent as well. The crowd applauds as both fighters end up facing each other after the exchange.]
Jack Gene - Wow, nice exchange there to open round two. We see Jordan falling back onto that boxing technique of Dru's using his reach to keep Jade at bay and slow the match down. This should also help keep him from tiring out later in the match too. but Jade finally found a way in and nearly had a big attack going but Jordan countered and pulled a front thrust kick out that forced Jade to abandon her attack and shift to defense.
Bill Hughes - Yeah, but do you see how beautifully and fluidly Jade moves? I'm not much of an art guy but damn. Jade is just poetry in motion most times.
[Jordan throws a punch and Jade darts into a sidestep only to be knocked down by a big left elbow to the side of the head from Jordan Keyser. Jordan Keyser wastes no time as he pulls Jade to her feet and locks in a sleeperhold on her, tightening his grip as he looks to end the match. Jade struggles, trying to free herself, firing elbow shot after elbow shot into Jordan Keyser's ribs and chest, finally she is able to move into more of being in a side headlock position and from there, she immediately fires out a right hand right into a nerve point on Jordan's inner thigh, causing him to yelp in pain and release the hold. Jade immediately respond by kicking her leg straight up over her head and into Keyser's face, causing him to turn and stumble around the ring from the force of the blow. Jordan turns around and throws a wild backhand, trying to catch Jade but Jade is not there and instead darts in after the attempted blow and fires a strike under Keyser's left shoulder, hitting another nerve point and throws another punch, aiming for a throat strike but Jordan Keyser leans back and avoids the attempted blow, kicking out with his leg and catching Jade in the abdomen before mocking Jade's Muta style hop and then kicking Jade straight in the face as she recovers, sending her to the mat.]
Jack Gene - Just about 2 minutes into this round folks and things are starting to elevate. Jordan Keyser and Jade are playing an interesting chess match here and much like the first round, the momentum is seeming to shift on a dime here.
Bill Hughes - If I had a dime for every lame ass cliche you used during matches I'd be-
Jack Gene - Out of my hair?
[Jordan Keyser readies himself for his bext punch as Jade struggles to get to her feet. As she does he turns around and goes for a discus punch but Jade sees the blow coming and kicks him in the left kneWe with a sharp kick that echoes throughout the arena and disrupts his turn. Jade, without putting her foot down, kicks Keyser again in the rib cage and one more time in the head before finally allowing her kicking foot to touch the mat again. Jordan again, stumbles away from the blow, trying to clear his head. As he turns to face Jade, she runs forward at a dead sprint and jumps into the air, driving her left knee right into Jordan Keyser's chin and jaw as her right foot extends fully over his shoulder leaving in almost a dropkick position, Jordan Keyser hits the mat hard, the cut reopened and John Law comes in and checks on Jordan before calling for the bell.]
Jack Gene - Oh My GOD! What the hell was that?! Jade went airborne and it looks like...yes! John Law is signaling that Jade has knocked Jordan Keyser out cold once again! Using what i can only describe as a variation of the Shining Wizard kick, Jade jumped into the air and drove her knee right into the chin of Jordan Keyser! All 150lbs of Jade's weight and forward momentum went right to Jordan Keyser's chin, folks!
Bill Hughes - Holy Crap! That was great! This is what makes Jade so hard to beat. She has so many different weapons and can adjust and improvise her offense on the fly!
[Wayne Inkster walks into the ring with the Shoot Title Belt and a mic as he looks around and confers with John Law for a moment.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee, John Law, has called a stop to the fight. The winner, by way of Knockout.... and STILL WMW Shoot Champion, JADE!!!
[Jade takes her belt from Wayne Inkster and smiles, nodding to him before lifting the belt over her head. 'Flower of Carnage' by Meiko Kaji plays over the PA as Jade calmly leaves the ring and gathers up her overcoat, heading to the back.]
Jack Gene - And once again folks, Jade defends the Shoot Title. She just keeps finding ways to win the big matches. Jordan Keyser really stepped his game up this go around though, and with more time working with Druscilla, he could very well become a major threat to Jade's title reign. Time will tell, though.
Bill Hughes - Yeah, although this match came to about a round and a half,I think Jordan Keyser did much better, he actually caught Jade off guard a few times in that match and that is something we very rarely see. I think if Jordan Keyser had more time training with Druscilla and maybe wasn't so busy with the oil spill, he would have won for sure.
Jack Gene - Yes, Jordan Keyser does have an amazingly busy and full schedule on his plate at the moment, and yet still came here ready to fight and turned in a top notch effort. In the end, however, a new and unique knockout blow from Jade proves the difference and Jade retains the Shoot Championship.
[The scene fades.]
Stephen Squires - Longest reigning Heartlands Champion.
[The lights in the arena dim and Druscilla's voice speaks over the PA saying. "England Prevails!" 'Can Die No More' by Lake of Tears then plays over the PA and Druscilla walks out slowly, holding her chalice and stands at the entrance way, looking down her nose at the ring, a smug sneer on her face. The crowd boos but Druscilla ignores it as she makes her way down the ramp towards the ring. When she gets there, she sets her chalice aside and climbs into the ring, giving a sideways glance to the entryway as she leans back against one of the turnbuckles and glances towards the entrance, waiting to see the next entrant.]
Wayne Inkster - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be for the Great Lakes Championship! Introducing first, hailing from London, England and entering tonight’s contest at a height of 6’ and weighing in at 220lbs, she is a member of the Daughters of Darkness...she is the Dark Countess DRUSCILLAAAA!!!!!!!
Jack Gene – Druscilla is really taking a chance by accepting Sault St. Marie’s offer of working together, Sault St. Marie is not going to care about Druscilla’s friendship’s, he will use her as a weapon against anyone he can and that includes Hecate, who right now seems to be a huge thorn in Sault St. Marie’s side.
Bill Hughes – Although Hecate is the only member of the Daughters of Darkness that Sault St. Marie is not happy with, I wouldn’t put it past him to try to use Druscilla, turn her into his puppet and use her to take out the rest of the Daughters of Darkness to prove she is his. Just how well that would go over, I don’t know because you really don’t find a tighter knit group than the Daughters of Darkness.
[The arena darkens a bit. After a few moments, 'Meaning of Life' by Disturbed begins to play. The lights slowly grow to a dim lighting As soon as the light comes on a bit and Valora is seen walking out from the back, a jacket and hoodie colored black and with the green WMW logo on the back along with an image of the Mexican flag worn over her in ring attire, the hood pulled over her head as she walks out, pausing for a moment before removing the hood and then hopping forward a bit thrusting her chest forward a bit as her arms come out straight from her shoulders as she faces the ring, with the hoodie off and the jacket open, we can see that Valora is wearing a bandanna with the WMW logo, a plain black shirt with the Punisher skull colored the same colors as the Mexican Flag, baggy black torn denim cargo shorts and steel toed combat boots. Meanwhile, on the videotron, a clean blue Bandanna is shown with a gunshot ringing out and blood slowly forming on the bandanna as the name Valora appears and a quick cut shot of Valora laughing and smiling is shown. The video then moves to show some of her extreme moments in the ring from past matches, every few shots cutting back to Valora grinning sadistically and/or laughing.]
Wayne Inkster - The second participant of the match, hailing from South Central LA, CA and entering tonight’s contest at a height of 5’9” and weighing 165lbs, she is a member of That Damn Awesome!...the Queen of Extreme VALORAAA!!!!!
[Valora then then makes her way to the ring, walking about halfway down to the ring before running towards the ring, sliding into the ring and coming to her feet, repeating her entrance way pose for the crowd before climbing up onto a turnbuckle and thrusting her fist into the air over her head, before doing a backflip off the turnbuckle and landing in the ring, looking over to her opponent as she stands on her toes, taking off her jacket and hoodie combo and getting ready for her upcoming match.]
Jack Gene – Valora and Druscilla exchanging hate filled glares as they await the start of the match. There is no love loss between those two at all, and that will most definitely come into play during this match.
Bill Hughes - Valora wasn’t happy at all when she heard Druscilla joined with Sault St. Marie to get added to the match, but there is still going to be a third person out in the ring with them as well. If Druscilla and Valora get too focused on each other, they could end up costing themselves the Great Lakes Championship.
Jack Gene - Add into that the fact that Valora has already fought in one match tonight, although that was a tag team match, she’s can’t be at 100%
['Sonne' by the Rammstein plays over the PA and a blast of pyro goes off, and the crowd erupts into cheers as Kronin rise from the middle of the entryway. Lilly wears the armor of a Valkyrie and Kronin is on a knee in front of her, staring at the floor. Lilly stands up and places a hand on Kronin's shoulder and points towards the ring. Kronin stands and hops up into the air, driving his fist into the ground as a huge explosion of pyro goes off behind him and he makes his way down to the ring, looking around the arena as he makes his way to the ring.]
Wayne Inkster - And the final participant in this match, hailing from Berlin, Germany and entering tonight’s contest at a height of 6’6” and weighing 270lbs, he is the current Great Lakes Champion....the Master of Rock and Shock KRONINNN!!!
[Kronin climbs into the ring and jumps up onto the ring apron. He paces back and forth on the apron before hopping over the ropes and raising his fist in the air and catches his guitar from Lilly playing along with his entrance song.]
Jack Gene – Kronin is also in his second match of the night, just how much do either Kronin or Valora have left after the Midwest Tag match ealier tonight?
Bill Hughes – I don’t know about Crumpet here, but I am sure Valora still has plenty left in the tank, we’ve seen her pull this kind of duty many times before. Look for Valora to get herself pumped and take it both Crumpet and Druscilla
Jack Gene - Kronin will have the size advantage over both his opponents but Druscilla will be a close match for him strength wise while Valora will be the fastest of the three. Three very different styles here tonight in the ring with three competitors who know each other rather well.
[Suddenly the STO theme song plays through out the arena as Sault St. Marie slowly walks out of the back, adjusting his high dollar three piece suit.]
Jack Gene - Sault St. Marie? What is he doing out here?
Bill Hughes - He’s been listening to all the crap you’ve been saying about him Jack, now if Sault St. Marie actually comes over to help announce we would have the best announce team ever.
Jack Gene - Heaven help me if that’s the case.
[Sault St. Marie pulls out a microphone from his suit jacket and looks at the three wrestlers in the ring a moment before lifting the microphone to his lips as the STO Theme fades out.]
Sault St. Marie - After watching the matches all night long and thinking things over, I realized that a match as important as this one where the Great Lakes Championship is to be decided needs more than just a normal three way dance. Since I am the General Manager of WMW, I’ve decided that this match will now be a...
[Sault St. Marie pauses and lets the anticipation build a bit.]
Sault St. Marie - Falls count anywhere match!
Jack Gene - What a huge change of events, a falls count anywhere match brings a whole new level of strategy to a match like this.
Bill Hughes - See that’s why Sault St. Marie is the General Manager of WMW, Valora or Hecate wouldn’t have the balls to make a change like this right before the start of the match, what an awesome move by Sault St. Marie.
[Valora narrows her eyes, glaring hatefully at Sault St. Marie while Druscilla has a confident smirk on her face, Kronin just rolls his eyes and shakes his head at Sault St. Mariee. When the announcement is made, all three wrestlers look stunned for a moment before Kronin sighs and then proceeds to crack his knuckles and his neck, shifting his attention back to his two opponents. For their parts, Druscilla quickly gets that confident smirk back on her face while Valora lets that hateful expression turn into one of wicked sadistic glee. Sault St. Marie remains at the top of the ramp a moment longer before nodding to himself and heading back out of the arena area.]
Jack Gene - Referee John Law is calling for the bell, this match is about to get under way.
(Ring, ring, ring)
[Kronin, Druscilla and Valora spread out in a rough triangle in the ring, none of them taking their eyes off the others. Druscilla smirks, looking at Valora and then at Kronin before looking back to Valora and giving a slight nod of her head towards Kronin, who narrows his eyes and looks ready to take them both on at the same time.]
Jack Gene - Looks like Druscilla wants to put her animosity of Valora aside long enough for the two of them to take out Kronin together and Kronin looks ready for both of them.
Bill Hughes - You have to form temporary alliances in a match like this to take out the other person, the match becomes much more manageable with just two people as opposed to three.
[Valora hesitates a moment, giving Druscilla a long look before letting her trademark sadistic grin form on hre face again as she turns towards Kronin. The current and former Great Lakes Champions Valora and Kronin go to hook up, but Druscilla charges across the ring and takes Valora’s head off with a big boot, then gives Kronin a shrug along with her Noble smirk.]
Jack Gene - Druscilla suckered Valora in there, using Valora’s greater hatred of Kronin than herself and set Valora up for that big boot that Valora never saw coming.
Bill Hughes - Druscilla showing early why she will be one of the best Great Lakes champions ever, she’s thinking two and three steps ahead of her opponents at all times.
Jack Gene - Druscilla has Valora back up, sends the Latina into the ropes, Druscilla looking to end this one quick as she goes for a Black Hole Slam but Valora recovered enough to spot what Druscilla was doing and slides underneath Druscilla attempted grab with a baseball slide. That leaves Druscilla wide open for Kronin to catch the Brit with several hard clubbing blows to her back.
[Kronin delivers a final clubbing blow that sends Druscilla staggering to the ropes one hand reaching back to grab at the abused area of flesh while Kronin turns around and catches Valora as she comes off the ropes and takes her down with a clothesline. Valora quickly pops back up and dives into a forward roll that takes her under Kronin’s swing, extending out of the roll and jumping off of Druscilla’s thigh to spring up and connect with a jumping Enziguri to the back of Druscilla’s head.]
Jack Gene - Valora using her quickness there, and showing off a bit of the resiliency she is known for after that huge clothesline from Kronin. And Druscilla is reeling from that Enziguri, ending up face first on the mat after that wicked shot.
Bill Hughes - None of these three would be in this match if they were not damn good at it and at the top of their game, expect the back and forth action to keep up for awhile until either someone makes a mistake or something else comes into play.
Jack Gene - Valora spins around on one knee, hopping up and catching Kronin as he tries to hit her from behind, instead it’s Valora delivering a jawbreaker to Kronin, dazing the champion long enough for her to deliver a similar jumping Enziguri to the Great Lakes Champion, taking Kronin down to the mat as well, the impact resounding around the arena.
[Valora spots Druscilla getting up to hands and knees, moving over and using the middle drop to spring off of and drives her knee and shin into the back of Druscilla’s head and drives the Brit back down into the mat with a loud impact. Not taking any chances, Valora moves over and times it just right, waiting for Kronin to start to move before delivering a repeat of the knee to the back of Kronin’s head. With another one of her sadistic grins, Valora drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope and out to the arena floor.]
Jack Gene - Not one to leave the Great Lakes Champion feeling left out, Valora gave him the exact same thing Druscilla received, driving them both hard into the mat and for the moment getting the advantage, but why did she go outside the ring instead of pressing that advantage?
Bill Hughes - I’m actually rather torn on who the pick this match; Valora the spicy Latina firecracker or Druscilla, the elegant regal lady of the night. But if Valora is going outside the ring now, it can’t be good for either Druscilla or Crumpet.
Jack Gene - Valora is searching under the ring for something, wait looks like she found what she was looknig for...Dear God! it’s one of the weapon bins that was stashed under the ring after the earlier Blood Factory match. She’s got herself a kendo stick from the bin and is giving it a few test swings.
Bill Hughes - And in a “Falls Count Anywhere” match, it’s all legal, this is a no DQ, no countout match, all the ref is there to do is count the pinfall when and where it happens.
[After another swing or two, Valora rolls back into the ring, her face sporting a huge grin as she winds up several times and cracks the kendo stick across Druscilla’s back, making the Brit arch and contrort in pain, then Valora spins around, the kendo stick gaining momentum as she does and cracks it across Kronin’s back making him contort in pain as well. Another big wind up and the kendo stick comes crashing down over Kronin’s head, sending the champion staggering back a few paces.]
Jack Gene - Valora going to town on both Kronin and Druscilla with that kendo stick, laying into both of them with shot after shot. She has them both a bit dazed and in pain from the expressions on their faces.
Bill Hughes - Those kendo sticks can take the skin off your body and will leave some nasty welts not to mention the pain of actually getting hit by one.
Jack Gene - Valora has turned her attention back to Druscilla mainly for the moment, and she is giving Druscilla shot after wicked shot to the head with that kendo stick.
(The crowd starts counting along with the shots...”ONE”...TWO”...”THREE”...”FOUR”...”FIVE”!)
[Druscilla stumbles back, hitting the corner and literally sliding down unto she thumps on the mat and just sits there, a trickle of blood rolling down between her eyes and off the side of her nose. Still smirking evily, Valora spins around and brings the kendo stick down on top of Kronin’s skull, leaving the larger man wobbly before hauling back and driving the butt end of the kendo stick hard into his solar plexus, causing Kronin to bend over with the force of the blow. Valora bounces off the ropes and catches Kronin with a swinging neckbreaker, only placing the kendo stick across his throat as she does, the hard impact of the landing slamming the stick into his throat.]
Jack Gene - Good Lord! Valora could have done some serious damage to Kronin there, and she’s aready busted Druscilla open and it looks like Kronin wasn’t spared that fate either. Valora has drawn first blood in the match and in the process totally demolished a kendo stick.
Bill Hughes - Valora must have realized earlier that there was no way the crews could get everything removed from the Blood Factory match earlier in time to keep the show on schedule and running smoothly, great way to think ahead and I bet the weapons were the surprises she had in store for Kronin and Druscilla.
Jack Gene - Perhaps, but there was no way she could have known Sault St. Marie was going to make it a “Falls Count Anywhere” match, she must have been planning on finding a way to use them without getting caught. Valora is back outside the ring, Lily gets a bit to close and ...
Valora - (Gives Lily a wicked glare, threatening her with the kendo stick) Get in my way and I’ll spank that cute ass the way you’ve been wanting Kronin to spank it.
Bill Hughes - Hey! Don’t just talk about it...DO IT!
[Valora tosses the busted kendo stick away after Lily retreats to the other side of the ring and digs through the weapon bin again, this time she pulls out a baseball bat and grins as she rolls back into the ring again. Getting to her feet, the Latina spitfire spots Druscilla pulling herself up by the ropes and cuts the Brit off with a jabbing blow to the side of Druscilla’s head, causing the goth to slide back down to the mat once more. Valora follows it up by charging the corner, jumping onto the middle turnbuckling and using that to spring off into a back flip, extending her legs as she comes around and drives them into Druscilla’s helpless chest, and finishes off with another blast from the bat against the downed Druscilla for good measure.]
Jack Gene - Valora has totally turned this match in her favor by dipping back to her hardcore roots, neither Kronin or Druscilla have gotten much in the way of offense these last few minutes.
Bill Hughes - She said she would get back what was hers, and it appears she will do whatever it takes to walk out of here the Great Lakes Champion.
Jack Gene - Valora has turned her attenion to Kronin now, stalking the current Great Lakes champion as he gets back to his feet and takes him down with a nasty looking chop block using the bat to the back of his knee. Kronin back up to one knee, Valora is ready for him and delivers a shot to the head with the bat and follows up with a second shot that sends Kronin face first into the mat.
[Valora moves to slip out of the ring, taking a moment to bash Druscilla with the bat to make sure she stays down before exiting the ring and walking to the time keepers table where she grabs a microphone. Valora slides into the ring with the mic and paces around her victims and pauses a moment playing to the crowd before taking the bat and slamming it into Kronin’s back, looking down at him.]
Valora - You wanna play, mother [bleep]er? How you like this [bleep] now?! You want MY Belt?!
[Valora ends the rant with another blow from the baseball bat and turns to the crowd.]
Valora - How many... How many [bleep]ing gringos I gotta cripple for people to get the [bleep]ing message? What the [bleep] you see in this German piece of-
[Valora cuts herself off as she stomps on Kronin. Druscilla fights to her feet and Valora cuts her off slamming the bat into her ribs and then takes a baseball swing, nailing Druscilla in the ribs.]
Valora - And you, you big dumb, British bitch! You wanna butt into [bleep]? You wanna take MY belt!?
[Valora walks around the ring and looks to the crowd, which actually boos a bit. Valora is unphased as she looks at them.]
Valora - Yes... I’m a bitch! I know this! More then that, I’m one [bleep]ing PISSED off Bitch! I TOLD you [bleep]ers I was coming to play for keeps! I told you I was gonna go balls out and [bleep] people’s [bleep] up! And now... now you’re both gonna bleed for me!!!
[Valora ends her impromptu promo by slamming the mic into Kronin’s forehead and face and screaming at him. “Come On! Show me you want the Belt! Quit [bleep]ing around!! Val turns away from Kronin, only to get hit with big spear from Druscilla, the Brit going for the first cover, but Valora kicks out at two. Druscilla sends Valora into the ropes, tries for another Black Hole Slam, but Valora reverses it and actually turns it into a tornado DDT.]
Jack Gene - This has just been a brutal last few minutes by Valora, she’s had her way pretty much with both Druscilla and Kronin and doesn’t look like she’s going to stop, a high impact move from Druscilla but Valora shuts her right back down with that DDT.
Bill Hughes - Valora has gotten in her zone and that can only mean trouble for both Druscilla and Kronin, this could turn out to be a very long night for the two of them.
Jack Gene - Valora checking and nodding as she sees Kronin is still down, she uses the corner to hop up to the top rope and comes off with an Asai Moonsault but Druscilla catches Valora on the way down, Druscilla with a shoulder breaker but she doesn’t let go of Valora, lifting her up and placing the former Great Lakes champion on her shoulders and Broken on the Rack!!
[Druscilla checks on Kronin briefly shows signs of life but not much, Druscilla pulls Valora to her feet and sends Valora into the ropes, catching Valora, lifting the former champion up into the air as she twists around violently and drops Valora neck first onto the top rope, leaving Valora writhing on the mat. Valora makes her way slowly to her feet, stumbling backwards a few steps and turns around just in time to get leveled with a Clothesline from Hell by Druscilla, the Queen of Extreme doing a full 360 in the air before crashing into the mat. Druscilla lets her arrogant smirk cross her lips as she walks towards the side of the ring, pausing to kick Kronin in the head.]
Jack Gene - Druscilla has turned this around on Valora after Valora’s high risk move didn’t work. Just shows you the level these three are at, you can never count any of them out at any time.
Bill Hughes - Druscilla just about took Valora’s head off with that clothesline as well, Valora might have just pissed the big Brit off more than anything with her actions previously.
Jack Gene - Druscilla outside the ring now and she’s pulling something from the bin as well, looks like a field hockey stick? Yes she has gotten a hold of a field hockey stick and she’s climbing back into the ring, in her normal methodical pace. Valora is up in the ring and tries to cut Druscilla off before the Brit can get back into the ring but Druscilla drives the field hockey stick into Valora’s midsection stopping Valora in her tracks.
[Druscilla follows up with a shot to Valora’s head with the field hockey stick, sending Valora stumbling across the ring as Druscilla climbs between the ropes. The goth Brit continuing her assault by bringing the field hockey stick down across Valora’s back, then moves and delivers a blow to Kronin’s back as well. Druscilla smirks again, standing over Valora before dropping to one knee and pulling Valora’s arms behind her, weaving the field hockey stick between Valora’s arms and back. Dragging Valora away from the ropes, Druscilla grins and drops down all the way, locking in the Noble Judgement on Valora, pulling back harshly on Valora’s head and neck, bringing a cry of pain from Valora. Druscilla snarls something into Valora’s ear, one hand ripping at the cut on Valora’s head making the cut bleed even more.]
Jack Gene - Druscilla has taken it up a notch to be sure, she’s showing just how vicious she can be as well, ripping and tearing at her flesh and that position, the stick...Valora has to be in extreme pain.
Bill Hughes - Everyone knows Druscilla has a mean wicked side to her and Valora has awoken it with a vengence that is for sure, Druscilla is trying to inflict as much damage as she can to Valora.
Jack Gene - Kronin is finally starting to stir, Druscilla spots him and she rises to her feet, pulling Valora up with her and lifting her up by in the air. NO! She can’t be thinking of doining it. OH!MY!GOD! Druscilla just sent Valora out to the floor with a modifited version of her Dark Endings!
[Druscilla peers over the ring ropes to see Valora barely moving on the outside, the toss sending up sending the Queen of Extreme past the protective mats on the outside. Kronin is back up and before Druscilla can spot him, the Great Lakes champion delivers a drop kick to Druscilla’s back that sends her over the top rope and after bouncing her back off the corner of the ring, Druscilla ends up sprawled next to Valora on the ground. Kronin, his face bloody, looks down at the two women and runs to the opposite ropes, bouncing off them and runs across the ring, jumping over the top rope and connecting with a suicide dive onto both Druscilla and Valora.]
Jack Gene - The match has spilled to outside the ring and I am not sure it will ever get back inside the ring at this rate. Kronin with a suicide drive, the champ is pulling out all the stops as well, bringing new things to his game to keep his challengers on their toes and off their game.
Bill Hughes - It was only a matter of time, although I expected Valora to be the one to take this outside the ring, Crumpet doing it surprises me as that move gives his opponents the advantage. Of course, if I was in his shoes I would have bashed Druscilla’s head in with the bat instead of just drop kicking her over the top.
Jack Gene - Kronin and Druscilla are back up to their feet, the two trading blows back and forth on the entry ramp, moving slowly up the ramp. And Valora has worked herself back to her feet, she just charged Kronin from behind and jumps into the air, delivering a flying forearm to the back of Kronin’s head.
[Kronin stumbles turning and side-stepping as Valora goes to follow up, turning Valora’s charge into a guided spear into Druscilla’s midsection, sending both women stumbling up further up the ramp. Moments later, Druscilla and Valora renew their hatred of each other, breaking down into a brawl that works it way up the ramp, each woman trading punches and heavy blows to each other until they reach the top of the entry ramp. Kronin stands back, watching and taking the time to catch his breath before following the two women up the ramp. At the top of the ramp, Valora catches Druscilla with knee to the midsection, then connects with a Pele kick that staggers Druscilla back a few feet.]
Jack Gene - All three of the fighters are at the top of the entry ramp, which could spell trouble if any of them fall or are pushed off the side, that is a big drop to the floor below.
Bill Hughes - Trust me, that is on all their minds as well and they will look for a way to use that to their advantage, I’m expecting someone will go for a dive off the top of the ramp.
Jack Gene - Kronin intercepts Valora before she could follow up on Druscilla, catching the former champ with a surprise manible claw and turns it into his claw slam, driving her down into the metal of the entry ramp and he’s not letting go. Referee John Law goes to count the pin...1...2...Valora gets her shoulder up but the claw has to be wearing on her.
[Druscilla gets back to her feet and breaks up the Mandible Claw, sending Kronin sprawling with a Knee Trembler out of no where. Kronin shakes his head and surges forward off his knees, catching Druscilla and driving her down into a spinning belly to belly suplex, making the goth Brit cry out as she arches off the metal ramp. Kronin growls out as he pulls Druscilla to her feet and setting her up with a boot to the midsection and lifting Druscilla over his head and drives her down back first into the metal ramp with a power bomb. Kronin goes for another pin, referee John Law dropping down into position...1...2...Valora breaks up the pin with a dive.]
Jack Gene - No sign of these three having any intention of taking this match anywhere else as the all three are now trying to end the match with some hard hitting moves but so far no one has managed to put someone away enough to get the pin.
Bill Hughes - Exactly, in this kind of match, someone needs to be taken out of the picture long enough to make it a one on one match so the pin can be reached, all three look like they are winded and realize it’s time to end this match.
Jack Gene - Kronin back up to his feet after Valora broke up his pin attempt and Valora just with a discus punch to Kronin who goes down like a sack of potatoes. What a punch, Valora just showed the brass knuckles she slipped on, Kronin may not even know what state he’s in after that punch and now Valora turns her attention to Druscilla, delivering a Five-Knuckle Shuffle to the downed Brit, complete with the brass knuckles. Both of them might be out, this could be Valora’s chance to claim the victory.
[Valora looks at Kronin, then turns and starts to climb the frame that surrounds the entryway, climbing all the way to the top and lining Druscilla up, smirking as she raises her hand in the air before turning around and jumping off the top of the frame, nearly 20 ft in the air and crashes down onto Druscilla with an Aztec Moonsault, but the Queen of Extreme hits to hard she bounces herself off and has to catch her own breath after the impact. Finally, Valora is able to crawl over and cover Druscilla...1...2...]
Jack Gene - GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY!! Valora with an Aztec Moonsault off the top of the framework around the entryway, this has to be it.
Bill Hughes - We have a new Great Lakes Champion, wait Druscilla kicked out and she actually just sat up with Valora in her arms.
Jack Gene - Druscilla just drove Valora’s head into the metal ramp, now she’s got the Queen of Extreme up and Dark Sacrifice on the ramp! Kronin is back up though and he breaks it up before Druscilla can do anything else, sending the goth Brit head first into the wall.
[Valora fights her way back to her feet slowly, shaking her head and trying to gather her wits but Kronin doesn’t allow her a chance, connecting with a running Enziguri to the back of Valora’s head, sending the Queen of Extreme staggering forward and after a moment of trying to stop herself, Valora looses her balance and falls to the floor 10 ft or so below and landing hard. Kronin nods his head, turning back and catching a wicked left hook from Druscilla but Kronin blasts back with a massive right fist of his own then follow up with a big boot that sends Druscilla stumbling a few steps backwards. Kronin makes the motion of a massive air guitar chord strum before connecting with a discus clothesline on Druscilla. Pulling the goth Brit back to her feet, Kronin hooks her up for a vertical suplex, lifting Druscilla high in the air and holding her there a few moments before letting her fall toward, turning the suplex into the Metal Meltdown.]
Jack Gene - Kronin just connected with the Metal Meltdown on Druscilla, he’s got the cover...1....2....3!!!
Wayne Inkster - And the winner of the match by pinfall and still the Great Lakes Champion...KRONIN!!!
Bill Hughes - I don’t believe it! Crumpet somehow actually managed to luck his way into retaining the belt? What a travesty!
[Medical staff quickly comes out and checks on all three competitors as John Law hands Kronin the Great Lakes Belt, Lily joining him at the top of the ramp, Kronin lifting the belt high above his head as Tera and Amariie come out of the back to check on Druscilla, escorting the Brit to the back as soon as she can move. Valora is helped to the back by medical and trainer staff.]
Sponsor Break
Writer: Garvin
[Just then, a graphic flashes across the screen.]
Jack Gene - Well, we are just moments away from the Heartlands Championship match. We need to tell you that this part of Blood Factory 2010 has been brought to you commercial free by FTW.
[The scene fades.]
BF10 Buildup > Gras Dawg vs. Amariie
Writer: Garvin[The shot opens back up backstage where Stephen Squires and John Squires stand looking at the camera. Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the BF10 logo with a shot of the Heartlands Championship, along with Gras-Dawg and Amariie.]
Stephen Squires - John, it is now time to talk about the 3rd title match of the evening. Gras-Dawg vs. Amariie to decide once and for all, who will walk into Party in the Plaza with the Heartlands Championship. John, Amariie competed earlier tonight against Outlaw Biker in the finals of the Heartlands Championship Tournament. How do you see her fairing in this next match?
John Squires - Well, actually. But first, let me start off by saying, if the rumors are true, and Outlaw Biker has infact quit WMW after what happened tonight, it's an absolute shame. Outlaw Biker is a hell of a competitor in that ring, and really looked like he was going to move on and into this match. And to see him lose, and then not even show up to the Over-the-Top Challenge? I mean, it's just a travesty. It's almost as big of a travesty to see him quit that it was to see the King quit in Game 5 against the Celtics last week.
Stephen Squires - Well, I wouldn't completely compare the two.
John Squires - I'm just saying, it's sad. That's a sad ending to a sad career. I wish the guy luck. He deserves a break and never got it. But tonight, talking about the actual match, Amariie is tired. There is no way she's walking into this match at 100%. Then again, there's no way that Gras-Dawg is walking in at 100%. Not after fighting in 4 straight handicap matches in MTL3. So, I see this match very even, and if anything, Amariie will have the advantage. She doesn't have to rely on strength and durability. She just has to rely on the fact that Gras-Dawg will make mistakes and she needs to act on them.
Stephen Squires - We turn it back over to Jack and Bill to call this match.
[The scene fades.]
Gras-Dawg vs. Amariie
Written by: Garvin[The shot opens up in the ring as Amariie and Gras-Dawg stand in oppisite corners. Wayne Inkster stands in the center of the ring.]
Wayne Inkster - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Heartlands Championship. Standing to my right, she stands at 5'6" and weighs in at 152lbs. From the country of Romania, she is Amariie Maerthos!
[She raises her hand as the crowd boos her.]
Wayne Inkster - And, standing to my right. He stands at 6'8" and weighs in at over 280lbs. From New Orleans, Lousiana, He is... Gras-Dawg!
[The crowd pops.]
Jack Gene - And we are just seconds away from the beginning of this match. The ref, once again, going over the rules with both of these competitors. The Heartlands Championship is on the line.
[Just then, the ref rings the bell.]
Jack Gene - And here we go. Gras-Dawg vs. Amariie at Blood Factory 2010!
[As the ref rings the bell, Gras-Dawg immediately charges across the ring. He goes to lock up, but Amariie ducks it and gets back to the center of the ring. Dawg turns around as the crowd becomes to get a bit unsettled. They go to meet up in the center, and again, Gras-Dawg reaches in, and Amariie ducks under him, walking into the corner.]
Jack Gene - Amariie, showing some caution as she starts this match.
Bill Hughes - Well, this is her second match tonight. Earlier, she took on Outlaw Biker, defeated him, but it was no easy battle.
[Gras-Dawg follows her in the corner, but Amariie slides her upperbody between the ropes causing the ref to quickly breaks it up. As the ref pushes Gras-Dawg back, Amariie slides back into the ring and meets him with a boot to the midsection.]
Jack Gene - Oh! And a cheapshot by Amariie Maerthos.
[She follows it up with a right hand, and then a left.]
Jack Gene - And Amariie quickly taking control over this match.
[She slams another boot into his midsection, then a right hand. He tries to get the advantage, but she knees him into the midsection, causing him to fall to one knee.]
Bill Hughes - When you have a guy like Gras-Dawg standing across from you and you're already tired, you have to start off fast, otherwise, you'll run out of gas before you know it.
[She raises her hand in dramatic fashion and again, drops a stiff right hand to the side of the Dawg's head. He powers up to his feet and rebounds with a clothesline.]
Jack Gene - And Gras-Dawg connects with a clothesline.
[She pops back up and spins back towards him and is met with another clothesline. She pops back up, but this time falls into the ropes. He meets her and sends her running across the ring. As he comes back, he lifts her up and drops her to the mat with a back body drop.]
Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg showing his strength here. What a beautiful back body drop and, Amariie is quickly losing her advantage. She needs to get back on him. Keep him close. Take him down to the mat and just go to town. That's the only way she'll win this match.
[Gras-Dawg patiently waits for her to get back to her feet, as she does, he catches her and slams her down with a sidewalk slam. He makes the cover.]
Jack Gene - Oh, and here's the first cover. ...1! And, she rolls out of it.
[She rolls to her knees and as she pushes up to her feet, Gras-Dawg meets her and backs her into the corner. He whips her across the ring, causing her to collide backfirst with the ring corner. He charges and goes for an avalanche, but she dodges, and he hits chest first.]
Jack Gene - Oof! Chest first into the corner.
Bill Hughes - That took the air out of Gras-Dawg.
[She immediately begins to throw rights and lefts, knocking him into a seating position on the second turnbuckle. He tries to stand back up, but she boots him in the midsection. She pulls him out of the corner and tries for an irish whip, but he blocks it. He then reverses it and sends her back into the corner. As she hits, he immediately lunges towards her and dives with a spear into the corner.]
Jack Gene - Spear!
Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg just slamming his shoulder into her midsection in the corner. There was no where for her to escape.
[As he gets back up, he jumps into the air, slamming his feet onto the mat, which sends a spark through the crowd. Amariie stumbles out of the corner, and he hits a high-angle spinebuster.]
Jack Gene - And Gras-Dawg again, sending Amariie down, this time with a spinebuster, and here's the pin! ...1! ...2! No! Amariie gets her shoulder up.
[Gras-Dawg slowly getting to his feet, showing some displeasure with the ref's count. He grabs Amariie by the back of the head and pulls her up and throws her against the ropes. He lands a hard right hand, before sending her flying across the ring. As she bounces off the ropes, she wraps her arms around the top rope.]
Jack Gene - Amariie, catching herself on the top rope. And here comes Gras-Dawg, no!
Bill Hughes - Amariie ducks and Gras-Dawg goes flying to the outside!
Jack Gene - Oh! What a huge turn of luck for Amariie. (...1!) Showing a bit of wear, as this is her second match of the night. Gras-Dawg, much faster and stronger then Outlaw Biker. (...2!)
Bill Hughes - Yeah, and she just barely snuck away with a win against Biker. (...3!)
[As Gras-Dawg pulls himself, using the apron for leverage, Amariie bounces off the opposite side of the ring. She charges and just as Gras-Dawg turns to get back into the ring, she executes a baseball slide, connecting with Gras-Dawg, and sends him falling backwards into the guardrail.]
Jack Gene - And Amariie, keeping Gras-Dawg down on the outside.
Bill Hughes - She's playing this smart. She didn't get out on the start she wanted, and now she's got the much bigger and stronger Gras-Dawg in a vulnerable position here.
Jack Gene - Looks like the ref is resetting the clock.
[(...1!) Amariie slides to the outside as Gras-Dawg lays on his side holding his shoulder.]
Bill Hughes - You can see Amariie's confidence rising. (...2!) Unfortunately, this isn't a confidence game. She needs to stay on him.
[Amariie reaches down and pulls up Gras-Dawg by the hair. (...3!) He pushes her off, and connects with a right hand that sends her spinning. She grabs onto the apron and the turnbuckle, trying to pull herself up, but Gras-Dawg charges. She sees him and quickly uses his momentum to push him past her, and he runs face first into the corner. (...4!]
Jack Gene - Oh no! Gras-Dawg, connecting with that ring post.
Bill Hughes - Yeah, he hit his arm, I think. Tried to avoid it and smashed it with his shoulder. (...5!)
Jack Gene - That's not good.
Bill Hughes - No. I think that's the same shoulder that he collided with the guardrail.
[(...6!) Amariie walks to him and stomps him on that shoulder. She grabs him by the dreads and pulls him up, rolling him under the ropes. She slides in after him, continuing to roll him towards the center of the ring as she crawls behind him. She makes the cover.]
Jack Gene - Here's the cover! ...1! ...2! and Gras-Dawg kicks out.
[Amariie quickly locks on an arm lock, putting loads of pressure on his injured shoulder.]
Bill Hughes - This is exactly where she needs to be. She's keeping him grounded, now working on his shoulder. We watched Gras-Dawg take himself out of this match, and Amariie doing the smart thing and that is, keeping him down.
[She wrenches back as Gras-Dawg continually tells the ref, 'No'. He tries to roll towards it to get into a position to stand, but she counters it, applying more pressure.]
Jack Gene - Amariie is known for her ground game. She's a submission specialist. And right now, she's got Gras-Dawg in that arm lock, Oh! But Gras-Dawg is fighting out of it. He's getting to his feet!
[Just then, Gras-Dawg powers up to his feet. He tries to grab her with his free arm, but she dodges it, continuing to wrench on the injured arm.]
Jack Gene - And Gras-Dawg, just not able to get out of the hold.
Bill Hughes - He's definitely showing he's in a lot of pain here.
[He reaches again, this time connects with a punch, and another. She lets go. She charges him, but he lifts her up into a powerslam, but she slides down his back. She pushes him with all of her might, and causes him to slam chest first into the corner.]
Jack Gene - And again, Gras-Dawg is set in the corner. Looks like Amariie is measuring him up for something.
[She jogs to the center of the ring before turning and charging. Gras-Dawg hears her and turns with a clothesline, but she ducks it and runs through.]
Jack Gene - Amariie ducks it and, she just ran up the corner, she's going for the Tepes Spike!!
Bill Hughes - He caught her!
Jack Gene - My god! Gras-Dawg caught her and, he's trying to turn this into a powerbomb... no! She connects with a right hand and... Gras-Dawg drops her, OH! DDT! She connected with a DDT!
Bill Hughes - Just, out of nowhere, with that DDT!
Jack Gene - And here's the cover! ...1! ...2! ...and Gras-Dawg powers out.
[Amariie gets to her feet and yells at the ref for the slow count. Gras-Dawg gets to his side and tries to power up to his knees, but Amariie sees him and connects with a right hand. She immediately gets him into a hammerlock.]
Jack Gene - And again, Amariie, targeting that left shoulder.
[Amariie, continues to wrench the arm, but Gras-Dawg quickly stands back up. He turns it around and slams a right hand into the side of her head. He pushe sher back into the ropes and sends her across the ring with an irish whip. She bounces back, and is met with a clothesline.]
Bill Hughes - Gras-Dawg with a shot of adreniline. He sees the finish line, Jack!
[She powers up and again, is met with a clothesline. This time, she slowly gets back to her feet and he runs towards her and goes for a spear, but she jumps up and over him, causing him to run into the corner. He stops himself before he hits the corner. He turns and just as he does, she charges with a clothesline, but he gets a boot up. She stumbles backwards.]
Jack Gene - Oh, boot to the face!
[Gras-Dawg slowly walks towards her. As she turns back towards him, he boots her in the midsection. He then lifts her up into a vertical suplex.]
Jack Gene - And Gras-Dawg has her up! He's going for it! Yes! Voodoo Plunge! And here's the cover!
The Crowd - ...1! ...2! ...3!
Jack Gene - 3, Bill! It's over!
["Get Up" by 50 Cent blasts from the PA as Gras-Dawg stands back up.]
["Get Up" by 50 Cent blasts from the PA as Gras-Dawg stands back up.]
Wayne Inkster - Here is your winner... and the New! Heartlands Champion! Gras-Dawg!
Jack Gene - We finally have a new Heartlands Champion, Bill, and it's Gras-Dawg!
Bill Hughes - Well, not yet. He doesn't have the title.
The Heartlands Champion is Crowned
Writer: Hecate
[At that moment the WMW Theme song plays as Hecate slowly makes her way out of the back, a black briefcase held in one hand as she makes her way down to the ring, stepping through the ropes and looking at both Gras-Dawg and Amariie. Walking to the side of the ring, she motions for a microphone, holding out her hand until one is pressed into it then turns back to look at the two wrestlers in the ring.]
Hecate - Well done both of you, first off congratulations to Amariie on fighting her way through another tournament to prove she's still got it and should never be counted out. And congratulations to you Gras-Dawg for making the most of the opportunities presented to you, both inside the ring and outside the ring.
[Hecate pause, looking around at all the fans in attendance.]
Hecate - I don't know about you all, but this tournament for the Heartlands title turned out to be every bit as exciting and eventful as I had hoped it would be when I proposed the idea to WMW Management several months ago.
[The fans cheer, showing their appreciation for the tournament and all the excitement the wrestlers provided during it. Hecate nods her head as she turns back to Gras-Dawg.]
Hecate - And here is the new Heartlands Champion...Gras-Dawg! It's your turn to guide the Heartlands Division, your turn to be the measuring stick for the new wrestlers to the WMW. So without adieu, allow me to present the Heartlands Champion belt to the new champion.
[Hecate lowers the mic, pulling up the briefcase, resting it on one forearm as she opens the case and lifts the top, turning slowly to show all the fans the Heartlands Title resting inside the briefcase before holding it out to Gras-Dawg, who for his part just pulls the belt out of the briefcase and lifts it above his head with one hand, the fans cheering loudly. Hecate smiles and closes the briefcase, climbing out of the ring and walking to the back side by side with Amariie while Gras-Dawg continues celebrating in the ring with his new belt.]
Hecate - Well done both of you, first off congratulations to Amariie on fighting her way through another tournament to prove she's still got it and should never be counted out. And congratulations to you Gras-Dawg for making the most of the opportunities presented to you, both inside the ring and outside the ring.
[Hecate pause, looking around at all the fans in attendance.]
Hecate - I don't know about you all, but this tournament for the Heartlands title turned out to be every bit as exciting and eventful as I had hoped it would be when I proposed the idea to WMW Management several months ago.
[The fans cheer, showing their appreciation for the tournament and all the excitement the wrestlers provided during it. Hecate nods her head as she turns back to Gras-Dawg.]
Hecate - And here is the new Heartlands Champion...Gras-Dawg! It's your turn to guide the Heartlands Division, your turn to be the measuring stick for the new wrestlers to the WMW. So without adieu, allow me to present the Heartlands Champion belt to the new champion.
[Hecate lowers the mic, pulling up the briefcase, resting it on one forearm as she opens the case and lifts the top, turning slowly to show all the fans the Heartlands Title resting inside the briefcase before holding it out to Gras-Dawg, who for his part just pulls the belt out of the briefcase and lifts it above his head with one hand, the fans cheering loudly. Hecate smiles and closes the briefcase, climbing out of the ring and walking to the back side by side with Amariie while Gras-Dawg continues celebrating in the ring with his new belt.]
Sponsor Break
Writer: Garvin
[Just then, a graphic flashes across the screen.]
Jack Gene - Well, we are just moments away from the First Blood/First Fall match between Adam Pyre and AWS Man
Bill Hughes - ...also known as Bill.
Jack Gene - This part of Blood Factory 2010 has been brought to you commercial free by FTW.
[The scene fades.]
Adam Pyre vs. AWS Man
Writer: Aaron
Jack Gene – Our next match is bound to be intense. It’s AWS Man (also known as Bill) vs. Adam Pyre in a First Blood, First Fall match. And like the name implies, we may see a blood bath.
Bill Hughes – How could we not? Last time we saw these two fight was at this very PPV last year, in the main event, and they nearly killed each other! No reason to think this time will be any different, except that Justin Evers isn’t around to interfere this time, so we might actually see an in-ring murder!
Jack Gene – I wouldn’t take it quite that far, but it won’t be for the faint of heart, I’m sure…
[Wayne Inkster is in the ring.]
Wayne Inkster – The following contest is a First Blood, First Fall match!
[The crowd pops.]
Wayne Inkster – In order to win this match, you must bust your opponent open, and then pin them while they’re still bleeding! Introducing first … from Long Beach, California … weighing 222 pounds and standing 5’11” … WMW’s resident King of Freaks, ADAAAAAM PYYYYYRRRRRE!!!
[The PA blasts a loud and heavy drum solo as "Kill You" by Dethklok starts up. The lights on the stage flicker and blink as finally, the solo ends, and the tempo kicks in. The lights continue to flicker with the rhythm as "Kill You" continues to play. Finally, as Pickles the Drummer begins to sing the lyrics over the PA system, Adam Pyre bursts through the curtain, a huge grin on his face. Pyre walks out to one side of the stage, yelling and gesturing at the fans to "get on their f**king feet". He runs to the other side of the stage and spit comes flying out of his mouth as he repeats his ritual. Finally, he marches down the ramp and high-fives a few fans, then slides into the ring, running up onto a turnbuckle and pumping the fans up even more.]
Jack Gene – The fans seem totally behind Adam Pyre tonight. He might be the underdog in the match, but by my estimation he has far more heart than his opponent.
Bill Hughes – Might be? Jack, have you forgotten who it is he’s facing? This isn’t some lower card bully like Hecate, or even a lower-tier Hall of Famer like Scott Vyper. This is AWS Man (also known as Bill), the best we’ve ever seen. Adam Pyre will need a truckload of miracles to pull this victory off.
Jack Gene – I’m curious, does AWS Man pay you in pornography to kiss his butt as much as you do, or do you just enjoy being his lapdog?
Bill Hughes – Hey, I’m not a lapdog! I threw his ass out of the All-In Challenge this year! No, I’m just calling this one like I see it.
Wayne Inkster – And his opponent … [Fans begin booing.] … hailing from Freakville, NC … weighing 236 pounds and standing at 6’1” … he is the self-proclaimed “living freakin’ legend” of WMW … he is AWS MAN (ALSO KNOWN AS BIIIILLLLLLL)!!!
[“Three Point One Four” by the Bloodhound Gang plays as AWS Man (also known as Bill) makes his way out as the boos continue to grow louder. The Insane One is carrying Pen in his right hand as always. He makes his way down to the ring, doing heelish stuff like telling the fans off, and not kissing babies. Seriously, there are two or three newborns in the front row, and he just won’t do it. What a cad.]
Jack Gene – AWS Man has taken every opportunity for the past several months to put Adam Pyre down, every chance to remind him that Pyre’s not as accomplished as AWS Man and, according to him, never will be. This is Pyre’s chance to finally shut his former stable leader up for good.
Bill Hughes – Why do you have such a problem with AWS Man telling the truth? There’s no shame in not being as good as the Insane One. Like AWS Man said, Pyre should have just known his place.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) rolls into the ring and pops up, glaring across the ring at Adam Pyre. Pyre returns his stare with a wicked grin.]
Jack Gene – Both men have arrived now, and the ring just became a powder keg that could go off at any moment!
Bill Hughes – Or, just whenever the bell rings. That seems more logical.
[At that moment, John Law does happen to call for the bell, and AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Adam Pyre explode into a fist fight, each throwing a barrage of right hands. Pyre gets a brief advantage with a sudden knee for the gut, and attempts a quick F-Bomb (arm capture cutter), but AWS Man (also known as Bill) shoves him off into the ropes and catches Pyre on the rebound with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that nearly throws Pyre out of the ring on the other side. As Pyre gets up, AWS Man (also known as Bill) lunges forward with the Knock Your Freakin’ Head Off (thrust kick), but Pyre ducks and back body drops the Insane One out of the kick, so that he tumbles over the top rope. The Insane One hangs on and lands on the apron, but is caught with an elbow from Pyre as he stands. The King of Freaks rebounds into the ropes on the other side, but on his way back AWS Man (also known as Bill) slingshots himself over the ropes into a spear on Pyre, driving them both into the mat.]
Jack Gene – Wow, this action’s been coming too fast to call! Pyre and AWS Man (also known as Bill) have already both gone for signature moves, only to be countered. But AWS Man did just score big with that slingshot spear!
Bill Hughes – Yep, now all he’s got to do is make Pyre bleed, and he can win this match in record time!
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) tries to transition out of the spear into a Slap the Freak Around, but Pyre kips his feet up and kicks the Insane One off. Holding his ribs, he rolls outside the ring for a breather. But the Insane One stays on him by following him to the outside with a suicide plancha over the top rope, taking both men out.]
Bill Hughes – And did you see that?! Pyre tries to run to the back, like the little girl he is, but AWS Man will have none of it! Pyre can’t escape his beating!
Jack Gene – I highly doubt that’s what Adam Pyre was looking to go just by leaving the ring, Bill. Most likely he was looking for a weapon, seeing how it’s very difficult to win this match without one.
Bill Hughes – AWS Man doesn’t need one, other than his steel-toed combat boots. He already said that’s how he’s going to make Pyre bleed.
Jack Gene – Right, and AWS Man is always a man of his word…
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) slowly stands up, a few moments before Pyre does so. The Insane One grabs Pyre by the arm and whips him into the crowd barricade, where Pyre collides back-first. The Hall of Famer backs up a few steps, then charges into Pyre with another spear, but this time Pyre dives out of the way at the last moment and catches AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s legs in a drop toe hold, causing him to fall throat-first over the steel guardrail. The Insane One bucks around on the ground, gasping to breath, as the fans cheer their approval.]
Bill Hughes – Listen to these fans! How bloodthirsty can you get? The heart and soul of WMW may have a crushed trachea after that, and they’re cheering for it!
Jack Gene – Yeah, well, this is wrestling. Fans cheer when somebody gets hurt. Nothing new there.
[While AWS Man (also known as Bill) struggles to get back up, Pyre finds a nearby chair and opens it up. He waits for his opponent to stand, then runs at him with the open chair. As he reaches the Insane One, he plants the chair on the ring mat, using the momentum to flip over the chair and grab AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s head with his legs, and delivering a hurricanrana into the open chair.]
Jack Gene – The Blackest Night! Pyre just hit one of his rare signature moves that can only be performed in a match like this!
Bill Hughes – Damn, I really don’t want to admit how cool that was. But … it really was, wasn’t it?
Jack Gene – Very cool, I’m afraid. And if it weren’t for that paintball mask, it’s a good bet AWS Man would be bleeding right now.
[This time Pyre is the one waiting on AWS Man (also known as Bill) to get up, as the Insane One uses the guardrail for support. Pyre charges, trying to sandwich his former stablemate’s head against the steel with Agent Orange (running kneelift), but AWS Man (also known as Bill) backs up out of the way, causing Pyre to crash his knee into the metal and drop to the floor in pain. With Pyre already getting back up, the Insane One staggers over to the ring and grabs Pen out of the corner in desperation. He turns around and waffles Pyre in the forehead with the supposedly deadly spatula.]
Bill Hughes – Inanimate bitchsmack! Now we’re talking!
Jack Gene – AWS Man doesn’t waste a lot of time in bringing out Pyre’s old “nemesis,” Pen the Semi-Evil Spatula. I don’t think it’s anything more than a regular spatula, mind you, but somehow Adam was beaten up by it once.
Bill Hughes – Keep talking like that, and Pen will come after you next. His thirst for violence knows no bounds.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) picks Pyre up and finally rolls him back into the ring, then sets Pen in the corner again. John Law checks on Pyre in the ring, but so far he’s not bleeding from the forehead, though he does have a largish dent. On the outside, the Insane One slides a table out from under the ring and sets it up against the guardrail.]
Jack Gene – AWS Man setting up a table now. I don’t think that will help him make Adam bleed, but it could certainly help with the “pinning” part of the match once that’s done.
Bill Hughes – He’s always thinking several steps ahead.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) climbs back on the apron now, but Pyre makes it to his feet and charges with a forearm, only for the Insane One to grab Pyre by the head and drop back off the apron to bounce Pyre’s throat off the ropes in a modified stungun that sends Pyre stumbling around in the other direction. AWS Man (also known as Bill) then climbs back onto the apron and reaches across the ropes, pulling Pyre backwards and over the top rope to hoist Pyre backfirst onto his shoulders. The Insane One glances behind him, then hops off the apron with a Break Your Freakin’ Neck (Burning Hammer-style reverse DVD) through the table. “Holy Shit!” chants break out from the WMW crowd.]
Jack Gene – MY … GOD, Bill! What did AWS Man just do?! I think he might’ve … he might have just really broken Pyre’s neck!
Bill Hughes – Yes! Yes! For the love of all that is holy, YES! That is how you teach someone not to stab you in the back! Take a good look, everyone that’s ever thought of crossing AWS Man (also known as Bill)! That’s what happens!
Jack Gene – Bill, please, a man’s career may have just been ended in front of us. Try to show a little humanity.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) slowly rolls Pyre over and tries to cover him, but John Law pulls the Insane One up and reminds him that Pyre isn’t bleeding yet, so there can be no pinfall. AWS Man (also known as Bill) stands and weakly pushes Law back in frustration, but the senior referee is back in the four-time GLC’s face admonishing him.]
Bill Hughes – What the hell is Law trying to pull here? AWS Man has Pyre pinned, dead to rights. Who cares if he’s bleeding? It’s not as if he’s getting back up any time soon!
Jack Gene – Well, AWS Man is the one who laid out the stipulations for this match, so he should be well aware of the rules. However, Law should really think about stopping this match anyway, for Pyre’s well-being. Even if his neck’s not literally broken, he must have some cracked vertebrae or … something.
[The Insane One lifts up Pyre and rolls him back in the ring again. He climbs up to the apron, and then to the top rope from there. After balancing himself for a moment, he flies off with the Win the Freakin’ Matchifier (shooting star press), landing knees-first on Pyre’s ribs. Pyre convulses on the mat, a slight trickle of red coming out of the side of his mouth.]
Jack Gene – AWS Man crashes down with his finishing move right onto Pyre’s ribs, the same ribs he pulverized earlier with that slingshot spear! For God’s sake, the man is helpless after being put through that table neck-first! This isn’t even a fight anymore!
Bill Hughes – Well, it should be eligible to be over now anyway! Look, Pyre’s bleeding out of his mouth!
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) pins Pyre again. When Law still doesn’t count, the Insane One impatiently points to Pyre’s mouth, but Law stubbornly shakes his head no.]
John Law – The rules of the match say the opponent must be bleeding heavily from the face before he can be pinned! No go!
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) pounds the mat several times in frustration.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Well, those are freakin’ stupidpants rules, and you know it!
John Law – [Shrugging] You made them!
Bill Hughes – Damn that biased referee!
Jack Gene – Once again, Law is technically right that AWS Man hasn’t met his own stipulations for winning the match. But even so, I’m going on record that I think this match should be stopped. Is Adam Pyre’s pride really worth jeopardizing his career over?
Bill Hughes – Adam Pyre’s? No, that’s not even worth the toy at the bottom of a Happy Meal.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) lifts Pyre’s limp body up and pulls it onto his shoulder for the Drop You On Your Freakin’ Face (Emerald Fusion). But as he’s about to drop the King of Freaks with his third big signature move in a row, Pyre starts to squirm free, elbowing the Insane One in the head and slipping off of his shoulder. He lands woozily on his feet, but tries for the Six Minute Miracle (skipping hook kick) as AWS Man (also known as Bill) turns around. However, his hurt ribs make him gasp in pain as he attempts the move, and his nemesis easily sidesteps the move and kicks Pyre in the ribs, doubling him over. The Insane One then hoists Pyre up from a standing headscissors into a crucifix position, holding him for several moments before bringing him down with a sitout powerbomb.]
Bill Hughes – Splash Freakin’ Mountain from AWS Man! And look, more blood being coughed up by powerbomb. Law’s being a borderline nahtzee not to let that count as bleeding.
Jack Gene – Bill, who’s even going to get that reference anymore? Really?
Bill Hughes – Your wife will…
Jack Gene – What’s that supposed to mean?
Bill Hughes – I don’t know. Something sexual, I’d assume.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) stands over Pyre for a few moments, breathing heavily and clearly considering what to do next. Apparently a light bulb goes off, as he slides out of the ring and looks under the ring until he finds another chair, seeing as Pyre pretty much ruined the other one with AWS Man’s face. He slides into the ring with it and waits on Pyre to get up once again. But unknown to the Insane One, Pyre has crawled over to the corner and retrieved Pen.]
Bill Hughes – Oh no, Pyre’s spatulanapped Pen once again! He must’ve felt he didn’t get his hands around Pen’s shaft long enough before, the sick freak!
Jack Gene – You don’t need to make something sexual out of everything, Bill.
Bill Hughes – Pretty sure that’s what they pay me for.
[Pyre turns to see AWS Man (also known as Bill) charging him with a chairshot, which he ducks. Pyre leans back and swings for a shot with Pen, but the Insane One bats Pen out of Pyre’s hand with the chair, before smashing the chair over Pyre’s head. Adam Pyre wobbles but doesn’t go down, as AWS Man (also known as Bill) looks down distraught at Pen now that he realizes what he’s done. He looks up just in time to see Pyre attempt another Six Minute Miracle, which he barely ducks, then wraps the chair around Pyre’s head. This time the King of Freaks collapses in a heap.]
Bill Hughes – Done! It’s over! Pyre’s got to be bleeding now! And he deserves it, damn it, after he sacrificed Pen like a coward!
Jack Gene – Well, it was AWS Man who hit Pen with the chair, not Adam Pyre. So he’s the one that hurt his little buddy … if a spatula could even feel pain, which they obviously can’t.
[Law crouches down and confirms that Pyre is bleeding from the forehead.]
Jack Gene – Mercifully, this one is over. Pyre could just never get back in the game after the neck damage he suffered from being put through that table, not to mention the apparent internal bleeding that started soon after.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) drops down for the cover.]
Bill Hughes – This one’s academic.
[Law makes the count. 1 … 2 … 3- But Pyre gets his shoulder up at the last second, drawing many cheers from the crowd.]
Bill Hughes – What?! No! Law is still dragging this match out by somehow manipulating Pyre’s body like a marionette! It’s the only explanation.
Jack Gene – That, or how like I said earlier, Pyre has more heart than AWS Man could ever imagine. It’s how he kept getting up in his Last Man Standing match against Scott Vyper, and it’s what’s allowing him to keep going now, against all logic.
Bill Hughes – Wait, weren’t you just saying a couple minutes ago that the match needs to be stopped because Pyre’s a little weakling who can’t take it anymore?
Jack Gene – Not in those exact words, but … maybe I was a bit hasty there. Somehow, he’s still in this thing.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) stands back up with the bent chair, eyes widening as Pyre forces himself up to his knees, and then to his feet. He collapses back against the ring ropes, daring the Insane One to attack with his eyes, even as blood trickles down into them. AWS Man (also known as Bill) nods and charges Pyre for one more chair shot, but this time Pyre springs forward and nails the Six Minute Miracle, knocking the chair back into his opponent’s paintball mask. The Insane One staggers for a moment before falling, giving Pyre enough time to scoop him onto his shoulders, and throw him off into the Go Insane (Go 2 Sleep variation, finishing with a roundhouse kick). He collapses upon performing the move, falling right on top of AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s prone body.]
Jack Gene – That would be 1 … 2 … 3! Adam Pyre could have this match won if AWS Man were bleeding, and he’d be bleeding if it weren’t for that damn paintball mask! I knew it would be an unfair advantage in this match, but this is getting ridiculous!
Bill Hughes – Hey, Pyre’s the one who agreed to it, acting all cocky! Apparently a steel mask isn’t as hard to break open as he thought it would be. AWS Man probably reinforced the whole thing with duct tape before the match, too. That stuff can do anything.
Jack Gene – Yes… Yes, it can.
[As the fans continue to cheer for him, Adam Pyre slowly pushes himself up and uses the ropes to climb to his feet. He takes the chair on the mat and stomps on it to bend it back to more or less straight. He then pulls AWS Man (also known as Bill) up by the hair and grabs him in a reverse facelock, before planting him with a lifting reverse DDT, colliding the back of the Insane One’s head with the chair.]
Jack Gene – OW!
Bill Hughes – He can’t do that! He could’ve just given AWS Man a concussion!
Jack Gene – Oh, but it’s perfectly fine for AWS Man to try to snap Pyre’s neck in two?
Bill Hughes – You don’t know he was trying to snap it in two. He might’ve just expected to shatter it into many little pieces. But Pyre’s bones must be unnaturally strong from all the crazy, stupid [bleep] he’s survived over the years, and it didn’t work!
[Pyre stands again and this time places the chair over AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s face, giving it a stomp for good measure. He then drops down and gingerly rolls out of the ring, obviously still feeling the pain in his ribs. He finds yet another chair and carries it with him onto the apron, then up to the top rope. Facing out towards the audience, he holds the chair behind his legs with one arm, raises the other arm to the crowd, then flies off with a corkscrew moonsault legdrop with a chair assist, landing on top of the other chair already over his opponent’s face. The move deservedly earns another “Holy Shit!” chant, as well as “This Is Awesome!”]
Jack Gene – THE KILLING JOKE! Pyre just sacrificed his own body with perhaps his rarest and most deadly signature move! I don’t see how either man can continue after that!
Bill Hughes – At the moment, I don’t either. But they’ll find a way, until this match is over. They’ve both been through too much at this point to let this end in a no contest.
[John Law is crouched down beside AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s body, feeling the back of his head. He looks at his hand, then moves over and shakes Adam Pyre’s shoulder. After Law says something to Pyre, the King of Freaks slowly raises his head and painstakingly crawls over to AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s body. After several excruciating moments, he drapes an arm over the Insane One, and Law checks the shoulders before making the count.]
Bill Hughes – Hey, what the hell’s he doing?! AWS Man’s not bleeding yet! His paintball mask isn’t even chipped!
Jack Gene – I’m not sure, but he’s counting, and AWS Man’s in trouble!
[1 … 2 … 3- But the Insane One barely gets a shoulder up, much to the crowd’s displeasure.]
Jack Gene – How in the hell did he kick out?!
Bill Hughes – No, the real question is what in the hell does John Law think he’s doing? This is blatant rule violation!
Jack Gene – Wait a minute, Bill… No, it’s not! AWS Man’s bleeding from the back or top of his head! It must have happened after Pyre slammed it down on the chair earlier! Oh, God, it looks like he’s bleeding fairly badly, too. The hair on the back of his head is matted with blood.
Bill Hughes – But … but the stipulations say he has to be bleeding from the face!
Jack Gene – I guess Law felt that should be extended to the entire head, especially since AWS Man’s face isn’t even visible.
Bill Hughes – Bull[bleep]tery!
[Both men slowly get to their feet, using each other for support and trading weak blows. Pyre gets a slight advantage, and with AWS Man (also known as Bill) dazed, he runs into the ropes and bounces off. The Insane One counters with a Knock Your Freakin’ Head Off, but Pyre stops and grabs the foot. He spins his opponent around and tries to hit him with a roaring elbow, but AWS Man (also known as Bill) ducks that and takes Pyre’s legs out from under him with a kick to the back of the knee. Pyre is quickly back up, but gets put right back down with a spear, followed by the Slap the Freak Around. This time Pyre can’t escape so quickly, and the Insane One bats him around for around 30 seconds before reaching up to feel the back of his head, and woozily sinking over onto his side.]
Bill Hughes – Oh, man, this isn’t good. I definitely think AWS Man has a concussion now. Maybe … maybe Law should stop this match after all.
Jack Gene – Wow, there is a human being in there after all. I would have to agree, Bill. There’s no way that AWS Man should be wrestling while bleeding like that from the back of the head. He could be risking brain damage … and considering what he’s already like, I wouldn’t want to see a brain damaged AWS Man (also known as Bill).
[Law hovers over AWS Man (also known as Bill) to check on him, but the Insane One roughly pushes him away as he fights up to his feet. He grabs a chair on the mat and uses it to steady himself, then turns as Pyre makes it up as well. AWS Man (also known as Bill) tosses the chair at Pyre’s face, forcing him to catch it, then nailing him with the Von Freakinator, staining the chair with blood and sending more flying out of the ring.]
Bill Hughes – Oh, sick! But also, awesome. Well, maybe Law can hold off just a biiit longer on ending the match, if AWS Man can still pull off moves like that.
Jack Gene – And, there goes the humanity again.
Bill Hughes – Hey, I tried.
[Instead of going for the pin, AWS Man (also known as Bill) rolls across the ring and under the bottom rope. He drags another table out from under the ring, and slides it in this time. The Insane One follows it back in the ring and stands up, stumbling a little from lack of blood as he does so. He shakes his head to clear it and opens the table’s legs, standing it up near a turnbuckle. Finally, he makes his way back over to Adam Pyre, who hasn’t moved since getting hit with AWS Man’s Van Daminator ripoff. The Insane One picks Pyre up and moves him over to the turnbuckle, lifting Pyre up to sit on the turnbuckle facing outwards. He climbs up behind him and hooks his arms around Pyre’s chest, then wraps his legs over the ropes on either side.]
Jack Gene – Hey, I know what he’s going for! AWS Man’s really pulling out all the stops here, probably before he passes out from loss of blood or a concussion. He’s attempting a spider German suplex on Pyre through the table, which is a perfect setup to pull himself back up on the top rope and use the Win the Freakin’ Matchifier! That would seal the match for him for sure!
Bill Hughes – But Pyre’s being a complete douche and blocking it! Come on, that would be such a great finish to this match! Just let AWS Man do it!
Bill Hughes – How could we not? Last time we saw these two fight was at this very PPV last year, in the main event, and they nearly killed each other! No reason to think this time will be any different, except that Justin Evers isn’t around to interfere this time, so we might actually see an in-ring murder!
Jack Gene – I wouldn’t take it quite that far, but it won’t be for the faint of heart, I’m sure…
[Wayne Inkster is in the ring.]
Wayne Inkster – The following contest is a First Blood, First Fall match!
[The crowd pops.]
Wayne Inkster – In order to win this match, you must bust your opponent open, and then pin them while they’re still bleeding! Introducing first … from Long Beach, California … weighing 222 pounds and standing 5’11” … WMW’s resident King of Freaks, ADAAAAAM PYYYYYRRRRRE!!!
[The PA blasts a loud and heavy drum solo as "Kill You" by Dethklok starts up. The lights on the stage flicker and blink as finally, the solo ends, and the tempo kicks in. The lights continue to flicker with the rhythm as "Kill You" continues to play. Finally, as Pickles the Drummer begins to sing the lyrics over the PA system, Adam Pyre bursts through the curtain, a huge grin on his face. Pyre walks out to one side of the stage, yelling and gesturing at the fans to "get on their f**king feet". He runs to the other side of the stage and spit comes flying out of his mouth as he repeats his ritual. Finally, he marches down the ramp and high-fives a few fans, then slides into the ring, running up onto a turnbuckle and pumping the fans up even more.]
Jack Gene – The fans seem totally behind Adam Pyre tonight. He might be the underdog in the match, but by my estimation he has far more heart than his opponent.
Bill Hughes – Might be? Jack, have you forgotten who it is he’s facing? This isn’t some lower card bully like Hecate, or even a lower-tier Hall of Famer like Scott Vyper. This is AWS Man (also known as Bill), the best we’ve ever seen. Adam Pyre will need a truckload of miracles to pull this victory off.
Jack Gene – I’m curious, does AWS Man pay you in pornography to kiss his butt as much as you do, or do you just enjoy being his lapdog?
Bill Hughes – Hey, I’m not a lapdog! I threw his ass out of the All-In Challenge this year! No, I’m just calling this one like I see it.
Wayne Inkster – And his opponent … [Fans begin booing.] … hailing from Freakville, NC … weighing 236 pounds and standing at 6’1” … he is the self-proclaimed “living freakin’ legend” of WMW … he is AWS MAN (ALSO KNOWN AS BIIIILLLLLLL)!!!
[“Three Point One Four” by the Bloodhound Gang plays as AWS Man (also known as Bill) makes his way out as the boos continue to grow louder. The Insane One is carrying Pen in his right hand as always. He makes his way down to the ring, doing heelish stuff like telling the fans off, and not kissing babies. Seriously, there are two or three newborns in the front row, and he just won’t do it. What a cad.]
Jack Gene – AWS Man has taken every opportunity for the past several months to put Adam Pyre down, every chance to remind him that Pyre’s not as accomplished as AWS Man and, according to him, never will be. This is Pyre’s chance to finally shut his former stable leader up for good.
Bill Hughes – Why do you have such a problem with AWS Man telling the truth? There’s no shame in not being as good as the Insane One. Like AWS Man said, Pyre should have just known his place.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) rolls into the ring and pops up, glaring across the ring at Adam Pyre. Pyre returns his stare with a wicked grin.]
Jack Gene – Both men have arrived now, and the ring just became a powder keg that could go off at any moment!
Bill Hughes – Or, just whenever the bell rings. That seems more logical.
[At that moment, John Law does happen to call for the bell, and AWS Man (also known as Bill) and Adam Pyre explode into a fist fight, each throwing a barrage of right hands. Pyre gets a brief advantage with a sudden knee for the gut, and attempts a quick F-Bomb (arm capture cutter), but AWS Man (also known as Bill) shoves him off into the ropes and catches Pyre on the rebound with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that nearly throws Pyre out of the ring on the other side. As Pyre gets up, AWS Man (also known as Bill) lunges forward with the Knock Your Freakin’ Head Off (thrust kick), but Pyre ducks and back body drops the Insane One out of the kick, so that he tumbles over the top rope. The Insane One hangs on and lands on the apron, but is caught with an elbow from Pyre as he stands. The King of Freaks rebounds into the ropes on the other side, but on his way back AWS Man (also known as Bill) slingshots himself over the ropes into a spear on Pyre, driving them both into the mat.]
Jack Gene – Wow, this action’s been coming too fast to call! Pyre and AWS Man (also known as Bill) have already both gone for signature moves, only to be countered. But AWS Man did just score big with that slingshot spear!
Bill Hughes – Yep, now all he’s got to do is make Pyre bleed, and he can win this match in record time!
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) tries to transition out of the spear into a Slap the Freak Around, but Pyre kips his feet up and kicks the Insane One off. Holding his ribs, he rolls outside the ring for a breather. But the Insane One stays on him by following him to the outside with a suicide plancha over the top rope, taking both men out.]
Bill Hughes – And did you see that?! Pyre tries to run to the back, like the little girl he is, but AWS Man will have none of it! Pyre can’t escape his beating!
Jack Gene – I highly doubt that’s what Adam Pyre was looking to go just by leaving the ring, Bill. Most likely he was looking for a weapon, seeing how it’s very difficult to win this match without one.
Bill Hughes – AWS Man doesn’t need one, other than his steel-toed combat boots. He already said that’s how he’s going to make Pyre bleed.
Jack Gene – Right, and AWS Man is always a man of his word…
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) slowly stands up, a few moments before Pyre does so. The Insane One grabs Pyre by the arm and whips him into the crowd barricade, where Pyre collides back-first. The Hall of Famer backs up a few steps, then charges into Pyre with another spear, but this time Pyre dives out of the way at the last moment and catches AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s legs in a drop toe hold, causing him to fall throat-first over the steel guardrail. The Insane One bucks around on the ground, gasping to breath, as the fans cheer their approval.]
Bill Hughes – Listen to these fans! How bloodthirsty can you get? The heart and soul of WMW may have a crushed trachea after that, and they’re cheering for it!
Jack Gene – Yeah, well, this is wrestling. Fans cheer when somebody gets hurt. Nothing new there.
[While AWS Man (also known as Bill) struggles to get back up, Pyre finds a nearby chair and opens it up. He waits for his opponent to stand, then runs at him with the open chair. As he reaches the Insane One, he plants the chair on the ring mat, using the momentum to flip over the chair and grab AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s head with his legs, and delivering a hurricanrana into the open chair.]
Jack Gene – The Blackest Night! Pyre just hit one of his rare signature moves that can only be performed in a match like this!
Bill Hughes – Damn, I really don’t want to admit how cool that was. But … it really was, wasn’t it?
Jack Gene – Very cool, I’m afraid. And if it weren’t for that paintball mask, it’s a good bet AWS Man would be bleeding right now.
[This time Pyre is the one waiting on AWS Man (also known as Bill) to get up, as the Insane One uses the guardrail for support. Pyre charges, trying to sandwich his former stablemate’s head against the steel with Agent Orange (running kneelift), but AWS Man (also known as Bill) backs up out of the way, causing Pyre to crash his knee into the metal and drop to the floor in pain. With Pyre already getting back up, the Insane One staggers over to the ring and grabs Pen out of the corner in desperation. He turns around and waffles Pyre in the forehead with the supposedly deadly spatula.]
Bill Hughes – Inanimate bitchsmack! Now we’re talking!
Jack Gene – AWS Man doesn’t waste a lot of time in bringing out Pyre’s old “nemesis,” Pen the Semi-Evil Spatula. I don’t think it’s anything more than a regular spatula, mind you, but somehow Adam was beaten up by it once.
Bill Hughes – Keep talking like that, and Pen will come after you next. His thirst for violence knows no bounds.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) picks Pyre up and finally rolls him back into the ring, then sets Pen in the corner again. John Law checks on Pyre in the ring, but so far he’s not bleeding from the forehead, though he does have a largish dent. On the outside, the Insane One slides a table out from under the ring and sets it up against the guardrail.]
Jack Gene – AWS Man setting up a table now. I don’t think that will help him make Adam bleed, but it could certainly help with the “pinning” part of the match once that’s done.
Bill Hughes – He’s always thinking several steps ahead.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) climbs back on the apron now, but Pyre makes it to his feet and charges with a forearm, only for the Insane One to grab Pyre by the head and drop back off the apron to bounce Pyre’s throat off the ropes in a modified stungun that sends Pyre stumbling around in the other direction. AWS Man (also known as Bill) then climbs back onto the apron and reaches across the ropes, pulling Pyre backwards and over the top rope to hoist Pyre backfirst onto his shoulders. The Insane One glances behind him, then hops off the apron with a Break Your Freakin’ Neck (Burning Hammer-style reverse DVD) through the table. “Holy Shit!” chants break out from the WMW crowd.]
Jack Gene – MY … GOD, Bill! What did AWS Man just do?! I think he might’ve … he might have just really broken Pyre’s neck!
Bill Hughes – Yes! Yes! For the love of all that is holy, YES! That is how you teach someone not to stab you in the back! Take a good look, everyone that’s ever thought of crossing AWS Man (also known as Bill)! That’s what happens!
Jack Gene – Bill, please, a man’s career may have just been ended in front of us. Try to show a little humanity.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) slowly rolls Pyre over and tries to cover him, but John Law pulls the Insane One up and reminds him that Pyre isn’t bleeding yet, so there can be no pinfall. AWS Man (also known as Bill) stands and weakly pushes Law back in frustration, but the senior referee is back in the four-time GLC’s face admonishing him.]
Bill Hughes – What the hell is Law trying to pull here? AWS Man has Pyre pinned, dead to rights. Who cares if he’s bleeding? It’s not as if he’s getting back up any time soon!
Jack Gene – Well, AWS Man is the one who laid out the stipulations for this match, so he should be well aware of the rules. However, Law should really think about stopping this match anyway, for Pyre’s well-being. Even if his neck’s not literally broken, he must have some cracked vertebrae or … something.
[The Insane One lifts up Pyre and rolls him back in the ring again. He climbs up to the apron, and then to the top rope from there. After balancing himself for a moment, he flies off with the Win the Freakin’ Matchifier (shooting star press), landing knees-first on Pyre’s ribs. Pyre convulses on the mat, a slight trickle of red coming out of the side of his mouth.]
Jack Gene – AWS Man crashes down with his finishing move right onto Pyre’s ribs, the same ribs he pulverized earlier with that slingshot spear! For God’s sake, the man is helpless after being put through that table neck-first! This isn’t even a fight anymore!
Bill Hughes – Well, it should be eligible to be over now anyway! Look, Pyre’s bleeding out of his mouth!
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) pins Pyre again. When Law still doesn’t count, the Insane One impatiently points to Pyre’s mouth, but Law stubbornly shakes his head no.]
John Law – The rules of the match say the opponent must be bleeding heavily from the face before he can be pinned! No go!
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) pounds the mat several times in frustration.]
AWS Man (also known as Bill) – Well, those are freakin’ stupidpants rules, and you know it!
John Law – [Shrugging] You made them!
Bill Hughes – Damn that biased referee!
Jack Gene – Once again, Law is technically right that AWS Man hasn’t met his own stipulations for winning the match. But even so, I’m going on record that I think this match should be stopped. Is Adam Pyre’s pride really worth jeopardizing his career over?
Bill Hughes – Adam Pyre’s? No, that’s not even worth the toy at the bottom of a Happy Meal.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) lifts Pyre’s limp body up and pulls it onto his shoulder for the Drop You On Your Freakin’ Face (Emerald Fusion). But as he’s about to drop the King of Freaks with his third big signature move in a row, Pyre starts to squirm free, elbowing the Insane One in the head and slipping off of his shoulder. He lands woozily on his feet, but tries for the Six Minute Miracle (skipping hook kick) as AWS Man (also known as Bill) turns around. However, his hurt ribs make him gasp in pain as he attempts the move, and his nemesis easily sidesteps the move and kicks Pyre in the ribs, doubling him over. The Insane One then hoists Pyre up from a standing headscissors into a crucifix position, holding him for several moments before bringing him down with a sitout powerbomb.]
Bill Hughes – Splash Freakin’ Mountain from AWS Man! And look, more blood being coughed up by powerbomb. Law’s being a borderline nahtzee not to let that count as bleeding.
Jack Gene – Bill, who’s even going to get that reference anymore? Really?
Bill Hughes – Your wife will…
Jack Gene – What’s that supposed to mean?
Bill Hughes – I don’t know. Something sexual, I’d assume.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) stands over Pyre for a few moments, breathing heavily and clearly considering what to do next. Apparently a light bulb goes off, as he slides out of the ring and looks under the ring until he finds another chair, seeing as Pyre pretty much ruined the other one with AWS Man’s face. He slides into the ring with it and waits on Pyre to get up once again. But unknown to the Insane One, Pyre has crawled over to the corner and retrieved Pen.]
Bill Hughes – Oh no, Pyre’s spatulanapped Pen once again! He must’ve felt he didn’t get his hands around Pen’s shaft long enough before, the sick freak!
Jack Gene – You don’t need to make something sexual out of everything, Bill.
Bill Hughes – Pretty sure that’s what they pay me for.
[Pyre turns to see AWS Man (also known as Bill) charging him with a chairshot, which he ducks. Pyre leans back and swings for a shot with Pen, but the Insane One bats Pen out of Pyre’s hand with the chair, before smashing the chair over Pyre’s head. Adam Pyre wobbles but doesn’t go down, as AWS Man (also known as Bill) looks down distraught at Pen now that he realizes what he’s done. He looks up just in time to see Pyre attempt another Six Minute Miracle, which he barely ducks, then wraps the chair around Pyre’s head. This time the King of Freaks collapses in a heap.]
Bill Hughes – Done! It’s over! Pyre’s got to be bleeding now! And he deserves it, damn it, after he sacrificed Pen like a coward!
Jack Gene – Well, it was AWS Man who hit Pen with the chair, not Adam Pyre. So he’s the one that hurt his little buddy … if a spatula could even feel pain, which they obviously can’t.
[Law crouches down and confirms that Pyre is bleeding from the forehead.]
Jack Gene – Mercifully, this one is over. Pyre could just never get back in the game after the neck damage he suffered from being put through that table, not to mention the apparent internal bleeding that started soon after.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) drops down for the cover.]
Bill Hughes – This one’s academic.
[Law makes the count. 1 … 2 … 3- But Pyre gets his shoulder up at the last second, drawing many cheers from the crowd.]
Bill Hughes – What?! No! Law is still dragging this match out by somehow manipulating Pyre’s body like a marionette! It’s the only explanation.
Jack Gene – That, or how like I said earlier, Pyre has more heart than AWS Man could ever imagine. It’s how he kept getting up in his Last Man Standing match against Scott Vyper, and it’s what’s allowing him to keep going now, against all logic.
Bill Hughes – Wait, weren’t you just saying a couple minutes ago that the match needs to be stopped because Pyre’s a little weakling who can’t take it anymore?
Jack Gene – Not in those exact words, but … maybe I was a bit hasty there. Somehow, he’s still in this thing.
[AWS Man (also known as Bill) stands back up with the bent chair, eyes widening as Pyre forces himself up to his knees, and then to his feet. He collapses back against the ring ropes, daring the Insane One to attack with his eyes, even as blood trickles down into them. AWS Man (also known as Bill) nods and charges Pyre for one more chair shot, but this time Pyre springs forward and nails the Six Minute Miracle, knocking the chair back into his opponent’s paintball mask. The Insane One staggers for a moment before falling, giving Pyre enough time to scoop him onto his shoulders, and throw him off into the Go Insane (Go 2 Sleep variation, finishing with a roundhouse kick). He collapses upon performing the move, falling right on top of AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s prone body.]
Jack Gene – That would be 1 … 2 … 3! Adam Pyre could have this match won if AWS Man were bleeding, and he’d be bleeding if it weren’t for that damn paintball mask! I knew it would be an unfair advantage in this match, but this is getting ridiculous!
Bill Hughes – Hey, Pyre’s the one who agreed to it, acting all cocky! Apparently a steel mask isn’t as hard to break open as he thought it would be. AWS Man probably reinforced the whole thing with duct tape before the match, too. That stuff can do anything.
Jack Gene – Yes… Yes, it can.
[As the fans continue to cheer for him, Adam Pyre slowly pushes himself up and uses the ropes to climb to his feet. He takes the chair on the mat and stomps on it to bend it back to more or less straight. He then pulls AWS Man (also known as Bill) up by the hair and grabs him in a reverse facelock, before planting him with a lifting reverse DDT, colliding the back of the Insane One’s head with the chair.]
Jack Gene – OW!
Bill Hughes – He can’t do that! He could’ve just given AWS Man a concussion!
Jack Gene – Oh, but it’s perfectly fine for AWS Man to try to snap Pyre’s neck in two?
Bill Hughes – You don’t know he was trying to snap it in two. He might’ve just expected to shatter it into many little pieces. But Pyre’s bones must be unnaturally strong from all the crazy, stupid [bleep] he’s survived over the years, and it didn’t work!
[Pyre stands again and this time places the chair over AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s face, giving it a stomp for good measure. He then drops down and gingerly rolls out of the ring, obviously still feeling the pain in his ribs. He finds yet another chair and carries it with him onto the apron, then up to the top rope. Facing out towards the audience, he holds the chair behind his legs with one arm, raises the other arm to the crowd, then flies off with a corkscrew moonsault legdrop with a chair assist, landing on top of the other chair already over his opponent’s face. The move deservedly earns another “Holy Shit!” chant, as well as “This Is Awesome!”]
Jack Gene – THE KILLING JOKE! Pyre just sacrificed his own body with perhaps his rarest and most deadly signature move! I don’t see how either man can continue after that!
Bill Hughes – At the moment, I don’t either. But they’ll find a way, until this match is over. They’ve both been through too much at this point to let this end in a no contest.
[John Law is crouched down beside AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s body, feeling the back of his head. He looks at his hand, then moves over and shakes Adam Pyre’s shoulder. After Law says something to Pyre, the King of Freaks slowly raises his head and painstakingly crawls over to AWS Man (also known as Bill)’s body. After several excruciating moments, he drapes an arm over the Insane One, and Law checks the shoulders before making the count.]
Bill Hughes – Hey, what the hell’s he doing?! AWS Man’s not bleeding yet! His paintball mask isn’t even chipped!
Jack Gene – I’m not sure, but he’s counting, and AWS Man’s in trouble!
[1 … 2 … 3- But the Insane One barely gets a shoulder up, much to the crowd’s displeasure.]
Jack Gene – How in the hell did he kick out?!
Bill Hughes – No, the real question is what in the hell does John Law think he’s doing? This is blatant rule violation!
Jack Gene – Wait a minute, Bill… No, it’s not! AWS Man’s bleeding from the back or top of his head! It must have happened after Pyre slammed it down on the chair earlier! Oh, God, it looks like he’s bleeding fairly badly, too. The hair on the back of his head is matted with blood.
Bill Hughes – But … but the stipulations say he has to be bleeding from the face!
Jack Gene – I guess Law felt that should be extended to the entire head, especially since AWS Man’s face isn’t even visible.
Bill Hughes – Bull[bleep]tery!
[Both men slowly get to their feet, using each other for support and trading weak blows. Pyre gets a slight advantage, and with AWS Man (also known as Bill) dazed, he runs into the ropes and bounces off. The Insane One counters with a Knock Your Freakin’ Head Off, but Pyre stops and grabs the foot. He spins his opponent around and tries to hit him with a roaring elbow, but AWS Man (also known as Bill) ducks that and takes Pyre’s legs out from under him with a kick to the back of the knee. Pyre is quickly back up, but gets put right back down with a spear, followed by the Slap the Freak Around. This time Pyre can’t escape so quickly, and the Insane One bats him around for around 30 seconds before reaching up to feel the back of his head, and woozily sinking over onto his side.]
Bill Hughes – Oh, man, this isn’t good. I definitely think AWS Man has a concussion now. Maybe … maybe Law should stop this match after all.
Jack Gene – Wow, there is a human being in there after all. I would have to agree, Bill. There’s no way that AWS Man should be wrestling while bleeding like that from the back of the head. He could be risking brain damage … and considering what he’s already like, I wouldn’t want to see a brain damaged AWS Man (also known as Bill).
[Law hovers over AWS Man (also known as Bill) to check on him, but the Insane One roughly pushes him away as he fights up to his feet. He grabs a chair on the mat and uses it to steady himself, then turns as Pyre makes it up as well. AWS Man (also known as Bill) tosses the chair at Pyre’s face, forcing him to catch it, then nailing him with the Von Freakinator, staining the chair with blood and sending more flying out of the ring.]
Bill Hughes – Oh, sick! But also, awesome. Well, maybe Law can hold off just a biiit longer on ending the match, if AWS Man can still pull off moves like that.
Jack Gene – And, there goes the humanity again.
Bill Hughes – Hey, I tried.
[Instead of going for the pin, AWS Man (also known as Bill) rolls across the ring and under the bottom rope. He drags another table out from under the ring, and slides it in this time. The Insane One follows it back in the ring and stands up, stumbling a little from lack of blood as he does so. He shakes his head to clear it and opens the table’s legs, standing it up near a turnbuckle. Finally, he makes his way back over to Adam Pyre, who hasn’t moved since getting hit with AWS Man’s Van Daminator ripoff. The Insane One picks Pyre up and moves him over to the turnbuckle, lifting Pyre up to sit on the turnbuckle facing outwards. He climbs up behind him and hooks his arms around Pyre’s chest, then wraps his legs over the ropes on either side.]
Jack Gene – Hey, I know what he’s going for! AWS Man’s really pulling out all the stops here, probably before he passes out from loss of blood or a concussion. He’s attempting a spider German suplex on Pyre through the table, which is a perfect setup to pull himself back up on the top rope and use the Win the Freakin’ Matchifier! That would seal the match for him for sure!
Bill Hughes – But Pyre’s being a complete douche and blocking it! Come on, that would be such a great finish to this match! Just let AWS Man do it!
[Pyre holds onto the ropes, not allowing AWS Man (also known as Bill) to fall back with the German suplex and send him through the table. He then rocks the Insane One with a few back elbows. Pyre loosens his opponent’s grip enough to start to climb to his feet, forcing AWS Man (also known as Bill) to follow suit to try to keep his hold on. Suddenly, Pyre breaks completely free and turns, grabbing the Insane One’s head and arm before leaping off the turnbuckle for a top rope F-Bomb. But AWS Man (also known as Bill) shoves him away in midair, so that only Pyre goes crashing through the table. The former TDA! leader then leaps off as well, crashing down on Pyre’s body in the wreckage of the table with the second Win the Freakin’ Matchifier of the night.]
Jack Gene – NO! Pyre tried to counter AWS Man with a top rope F-Bomb, but it didn’t pay off! AWS Man further destroys Pyre’s insides with another shooting star press!
Bill Hughes – He warned him! He warned Pyre this exact thing would happen!
[Law has no choice but to drop down and make the count. 1 … 2 … 3! The boos are deafening as “Three Point One Four” plays, and Law helps AWS Man (also known as Bill) up to his feet.]
Bill Hughes – AWS Man did what he said he was going to do. Adam Pyre tried to fly too high, and now, maybe, he’ll learn his place. Of course, that won’t be by AWS Man’s side anymore. He blew that opportunity.
Jack Gene – He didn’t want it anyway, Bill. AWS Man may have walked away the winner tonight, just barely, but Pyre stood up for himself and proved he was a man. This victory didn’t come nearly as easy for him as he wanted people to think it would.
Bill Hughes – Oh, what do you know?
[With one arm raised by John Law, AWS Man (also known as Bill) gingerly holds the back of his head with his other hand. He glances down triumphantly at Pyre’s body, then pulls away from Law and slowly limps out of the ring.]
Jack Gene – And AWS Man could be setting his sights once more on the GLC after tonight’s big win. Only time will tell...
Jack Gene – NO! Pyre tried to counter AWS Man with a top rope F-Bomb, but it didn’t pay off! AWS Man further destroys Pyre’s insides with another shooting star press!
Bill Hughes – He warned him! He warned Pyre this exact thing would happen!
[Law has no choice but to drop down and make the count. 1 … 2 … 3! The boos are deafening as “Three Point One Four” plays, and Law helps AWS Man (also known as Bill) up to his feet.]
Bill Hughes – AWS Man did what he said he was going to do. Adam Pyre tried to fly too high, and now, maybe, he’ll learn his place. Of course, that won’t be by AWS Man’s side anymore. He blew that opportunity.
Jack Gene – He didn’t want it anyway, Bill. AWS Man may have walked away the winner tonight, just barely, but Pyre stood up for himself and proved he was a man. This victory didn’t come nearly as easy for him as he wanted people to think it would.
Bill Hughes – Oh, what do you know?
[With one arm raised by John Law, AWS Man (also known as Bill) gingerly holds the back of his head with his other hand. He glances down triumphantly at Pyre’s body, then pulls away from Law and slowly limps out of the ring.]
Jack Gene – And AWS Man could be setting his sights once more on the GLC after tonight’s big win. Only time will tell...
[The scene fades.]
BF10 Buildup > The Blood Factory Match
Writer: Gavin
[The shot opens back up backstage where Stephen Squires and John Squires stand looking at the camera. Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the BF10 logo with a shot of the Ace Superior Championship, along with Father Nathan, Matrix, Wone, Eric Dillinger and Hecate.]
Stephen Squires - This it it, John. This is the match that tonight's supercard was named after. The Blood Factory match. 5 competitors, locked in a domed cage, weapons line the wall, with the Ace Superior Championship on the line. Who will survive?
John Squires - First of all, I got to say that each and every competitor in this match is suited for this style of competition. If we had the Hardcore Championship still here, I could very well see Father Nathan, Wone, Matrix and Dillinger compete for it.
Stephen Squires - Father Nathan? Really?
John Squires - The only wildcard in this whole thing is Hecate. We don't know what she can do. Besides her ventures in administration and her failure at winning in the MTL, she hasn't done much since her reign as Heartlands Champion.
Stephen Squires - Longest reigning Heartlands Champion.
John Squires - And, don't get me wrong, Stephen. I'm not saying she can't be Champion. I'm saying... this is the Blood Factory match. This thing is unpredictable, and it's only her first ASC competition since joining the division. It's going to be difficult.
Stephen Squires - Who will win?
John Squires - You've got me on this one. I have no idea, I'm not even going to try. All 5 of them could. Matrix is the only one who's been in this match before. He's got the experience, so he's got the best chance, but that's the only plus for any of them.
Stephen Squires - The Blood Factory match is coming up next. Stay tuned.
Tera - Fine! Jus' dunnae go an get yerself killed ye daft fool!
[She storms passed Jane who glances to the locker room where we see Father Nathan emerge. He carries his cross and is wearing his shades as usual, but gone is the black robe of a priest. Instead he is wearing a purple colored Shamrock Rovers away jersey, purple shorts and a standard pair of wrestling boots. Jane looks at him and is about to speak when he holds up his hand.]
Father Nathan - Sorry, Jane. I got me somethin' to say first...
[Jane nods, and falls silent as Father Nathan removes his shades and narrows his eyes.]
Father Nathan - Dillinger, you piece of [bleep]... Carryin' the Ace Superior Division, is it? How do ya figure ya been doin that? Last I checked gettin' yer arse kicked by me doesn't count as carryin' a division. Know what it sounds like ta me? Sounds like a desperate, washed up wrestler tryin' to convince himself he's still half of the man he used to be. But yer not, are ye, Eric? Ya needed Jordan Keyser to knock Jade out with a metal bar and pin her so you could claim you beat Hecate. You need a washed up, drugged out, drunk pariah of the wrestling world to take yer money from you while 'helping' you to win matches. You attack me for referencing my past, then turn right around and bore us all with your own bloody past.. ya know we got a sayin' back in Ireland. Those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Well Eric.. ya threw one stone too many and I'm comin' to smash yer glass house ta bits. I told you boyos... you wanna beat me in this match... yer gonna have to kill me.
[Nathan turns to Jane and nods and she holds up her own mic]
Jane Coughlin - Well umm... aren't you worried about this match at all? I mean, Father... you're really risking a lot for that belt. Does the Ace Superior Championship really mean so much to you?
[Nathan turns and looks behind him at his cross, from which the Ace Superior Championship hangs. He then turns back and nods.]
Father Nathan - It does, Jane. I'm an athlete. Athlete's are defined by their need to be the best at what they do... ya know... my whole life, I've only ever been good at two things... Football, or soccer as you Americans call it, and fightin'. I like to think I make a fair to decent priest, but I can still do my duties as a priest if I get seriously injured here tonight... I'm also the champ. and Champs don't back away from a fight because they might get hurt. I'm goin straight on into that match and I'm gonna show 'em all what hell an Irishman can raise... I'm reminded of a saying. Raise no more demons then ye can put down. Well I got me three demons in that match. Eric Dillinger. Wone. Matrix. And I'm gonna put them all down right here tonight, or I'm gonna die tryin'.
[Jane shakes her head and starts to say something but Nathan cuts her off.]
Father Nathan - I know lass. But I gotta do this. I know what I'm riskin' but I'm going to prove once and for all that I am the Ace Superior Champion and that those three are just... well just pretenders instead of contenders.
[Nathan looks into the camera and narrows his eyes.]
Father Nathan - Get ready Lads. Cause yer sins carry a high price and I swear to God above that each and every one of you three demons is gonna pay the Price of Sin... And that's straight from the Gospel according to Father Nathan!
[Nathan nods to Jane and picks up his cross, replaces his shades and heads out of the camera shot heading towards the ring.]
[The circular dome from up above begins to lower suddenly, and the WMW fans wildly applause the movement. In the middle of the ring, Wayne Inkster is standing alone as the cage begins to close around him.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Blood Factory match, for the Ace Superior Championship! This match will take place under hardcore rules, inside this circular steel dome. On each side of the ring, entrapped between the dome and ring, are three weapon bins. The five challengers will compete inside this structure until one person is left standing, having outlasted all others.
[The lights in Arena dim and a Gregorian chant is heard echoing throughout the arena. The voice of Fr. Nathan is heard singing a brief line in Latin. The entrance music then starts as 'Elembivos' by Eluveitie plays over the speakers as Fr. Nathan walks out, his cross strapped to his back, dressed in a purple soccer uniform for his team, the Shamrock Rovers. He pauses a moment and looks around at the crowd,who is cheering for him, smiling as he nods his head to them and raises his hand in a catholic style blessing before he adjusts his dark colored shades, making his way down to the ring, slowly but steadily.]
Wayne Inkster - On his way to the ring, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio and standing at 6'4", 250 pounds...your defending WMW Ace Superior Champion...Father Nathan!
[Nathan pauses at the entrance to the cage, which has now dropped completely to the ground. He takes a moment to appreciate it's size, and then enters up the stairs and through the door. Wayne Inkster moves out of the way as he climbs into the ring.
Jack Gene - One of the most anticipated matches of the year is finally here! The most bloody, hardcore and extreme match to grace Wrestling Midwest, dating back to the early days! Father Nathan is going to be tested tonight, that's for sure.
Bill Hughes - I can feel it, Jack. Tonight's the end of the era. We will see a new champ tonight, mark my words.
[The arena suddenly goes black as the opening cords of "Wytches" by Inkubus Sukkubus start to play through the arena while on the videotron images start to flash past; images of 3 candles, owls, black sheep, crossroads, 3 masks, 3 torches, groves of willow and yew trees, the images cycling through as the song plays. Suddenly as a single spot light shines down on a figure at the top of the entry ramp completely concealed by a full black cloak, who remains still for several moments as the song plays through the arena, then tosses the cloak off and lifting one hand to the sky holding a dark yew wood scepter. The figure is Hecate who is dressed in black hot pants with the image of a jade dragon wrapping around the waist band of the hot pants. Hecate also is wearing a matching black halter style crop top with a silvery white owl over her left breast. Her face paint is done up in black with a silver-white owl's head.]
Wayne Inkster - Coming out to the cage next, hailing from Delphi, Greece and competing at 5'10" and 157 pounds...The Dark Priestess, Hecate!
[Hecate slowly makes her way down to the ring, the single spot light following her as makes her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd, breaking out into a jog about ten feet from the ring and when she reaches the ring, jumps up and lands in a splits on the ring apron before bending over at the waist and sliding her head and torso under the bottom rope and slithering into the ring before rising to both knees where she mutters a prayer to her Goddess with her scepter raised high. As the lights slowly raise in luminance, Hecate rises to her feet and moves over to stand on the middle turnbuckle, lifting her scepter one more time to the mixed cheers and boos of the fans before hopping off the middle turnbuckle. Moving to her corner, Hecate pulls off the silver crescent moon shaped arm bands which encircle her upper arms, placing them in the corner with her scepter and follows up by pulling the golden dragon shaped bracelets from around her wrists, revealing the black leather straps which encircle her hands and forearms in place of normal athletic tape. The Greek warrior squats and stretches using the ring ropes, her thigh high black leather boots creaking a bit as she does and the silver owl and jade dragon on each boot moves as if it were almost alive while she waits for the match to start.]
Bill Hughes - Hecate was added to this match at the last minute, so it's anybody's guess what kind of role she'll play. I'm sure she'd be making three enemies if she were to swoop in and steal the title from the challengers.
Jack Gene - Well, like it or not, she is a contender just like the others and she deserves as much of a chance as the next gal.
[The lights in the arena dim as a guitar solo begins. The big screen shows a 'Countdown to Cyber Jump' starting from 5 and moving downwards. Once it gets to 0, "Handlebars" by The Flobots begins to play. The lights flash blue and white as Matrix walks out wearing a black trenchcoat, sneakers and gloves. He heads down to the ring without much glamor or drama.]
Wayne Inkster - The third challenger hails from Tampa, Florida and stands at 6 foot and 200 pounds...Scotty Kames, the Matrix 2.0!
[Without pausing to glance at the cage, Matrix enters through the stairs and just smirks as he keeps his eyes firmly locked on Father Nathan. He enters the ring, still keeping a head up and staring at the priest. Hecate, off to the side, just watches the stare-down.]
Jack Gene - Well, the Matrix considers himself upgraded now, billed as 2.0. But since he's changed his name and clothing, Bill, he hasn't really done anything impressive other then some almost-wins with Father Nathan.
Bill Hughes - Like he said, Jack, it's better to be someone who goes down in the history books as doing something, then a winner who everybody just forgets. Like him or hate him, he's Hall of Fame.
["Never Let It Die," by Hatebreed starts up as Eric Dillinger steps out onto the ramp way. He seemingly moves to the pounding rhythm of the music as he slaps the hands of a few fans, keeping focused on the cage.]
Wayne Inkster - On his way to the ring now, standing at 6'5" and 255 pounds, from San Antonio, TX...Eric "The Bastard Icon" Dillinger!
[The crowd lets out a cheer as he pauses at the entrance to the cage and raises a fist up towards them. After the appreciative pop, he enters the ring and glances at Hecate, who moves away temporarily. Matrix and Nathan have, by now, each adopted a corner.]
Jack Gene - The Bastard Icon is right at home in the hellish structure. He's not phased one bit.
Bill Hughes - He's probably scoping out those weapon bins.
[The scene fades.]
Father Nathan has Something to Say
[The scene moves backstage where we see Jane standing with a worried look on her face outside of Father Nathan's locker room. After a few seconds, the door opens and Tera storms out turning around and shouting into the locker room.]
Tera - Fine! Jus' dunnae go an get yerself killed ye daft fool!
[She storms passed Jane who glances to the locker room where we see Father Nathan emerge. He carries his cross and is wearing his shades as usual, but gone is the black robe of a priest. Instead he is wearing a purple colored Shamrock Rovers away jersey, purple shorts and a standard pair of wrestling boots. Jane looks at him and is about to speak when he holds up his hand.]
Father Nathan - Sorry, Jane. I got me somethin' to say first...
[Jane nods, and falls silent as Father Nathan removes his shades and narrows his eyes.]
Father Nathan - Dillinger, you piece of [bleep]... Carryin' the Ace Superior Division, is it? How do ya figure ya been doin that? Last I checked gettin' yer arse kicked by me doesn't count as carryin' a division. Know what it sounds like ta me? Sounds like a desperate, washed up wrestler tryin' to convince himself he's still half of the man he used to be. But yer not, are ye, Eric? Ya needed Jordan Keyser to knock Jade out with a metal bar and pin her so you could claim you beat Hecate. You need a washed up, drugged out, drunk pariah of the wrestling world to take yer money from you while 'helping' you to win matches. You attack me for referencing my past, then turn right around and bore us all with your own bloody past.. ya know we got a sayin' back in Ireland. Those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Well Eric.. ya threw one stone too many and I'm comin' to smash yer glass house ta bits. I told you boyos... you wanna beat me in this match... yer gonna have to kill me.
[Nathan turns to Jane and nods and she holds up her own mic]
Jane Coughlin - Well umm... aren't you worried about this match at all? I mean, Father... you're really risking a lot for that belt. Does the Ace Superior Championship really mean so much to you?
[Nathan turns and looks behind him at his cross, from which the Ace Superior Championship hangs. He then turns back and nods.]
Father Nathan - It does, Jane. I'm an athlete. Athlete's are defined by their need to be the best at what they do... ya know... my whole life, I've only ever been good at two things... Football, or soccer as you Americans call it, and fightin'. I like to think I make a fair to decent priest, but I can still do my duties as a priest if I get seriously injured here tonight... I'm also the champ. and Champs don't back away from a fight because they might get hurt. I'm goin straight on into that match and I'm gonna show 'em all what hell an Irishman can raise... I'm reminded of a saying. Raise no more demons then ye can put down. Well I got me three demons in that match. Eric Dillinger. Wone. Matrix. And I'm gonna put them all down right here tonight, or I'm gonna die tryin'.
[Jane shakes her head and starts to say something but Nathan cuts her off.]
Father Nathan - I know lass. But I gotta do this. I know what I'm riskin' but I'm going to prove once and for all that I am the Ace Superior Champion and that those three are just... well just pretenders instead of contenders.
[Nathan looks into the camera and narrows his eyes.]
Father Nathan - Get ready Lads. Cause yer sins carry a high price and I swear to God above that each and every one of you three demons is gonna pay the Price of Sin... And that's straight from the Gospel according to Father Nathan!
[Nathan nods to Jane and picks up his cross, replaces his shades and heads out of the camera shot heading towards the ring.]
Father Nathan (c) vs. Matrix vs. Eric Dillinger vs. Wone vs. Hecate
Written by: Reb
[The circular dome from up above begins to lower suddenly, and the WMW fans wildly applause the movement. In the middle of the ring, Wayne Inkster is standing alone as the cage begins to close around him.]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Blood Factory match, for the Ace Superior Championship! This match will take place under hardcore rules, inside this circular steel dome. On each side of the ring, entrapped between the dome and ring, are three weapon bins. The five challengers will compete inside this structure until one person is left standing, having outlasted all others.
[The lights in Arena dim and a Gregorian chant is heard echoing throughout the arena. The voice of Fr. Nathan is heard singing a brief line in Latin. The entrance music then starts as 'Elembivos' by Eluveitie plays over the speakers as Fr. Nathan walks out, his cross strapped to his back, dressed in a purple soccer uniform for his team, the Shamrock Rovers. He pauses a moment and looks around at the crowd,who is cheering for him, smiling as he nods his head to them and raises his hand in a catholic style blessing before he adjusts his dark colored shades, making his way down to the ring, slowly but steadily.]
Wayne Inkster - On his way to the ring, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio and standing at 6'4", 250 pounds...your defending WMW Ace Superior Champion...Father Nathan!
[Nathan pauses at the entrance to the cage, which has now dropped completely to the ground. He takes a moment to appreciate it's size, and then enters up the stairs and through the door. Wayne Inkster moves out of the way as he climbs into the ring.
Jack Gene - One of the most anticipated matches of the year is finally here! The most bloody, hardcore and extreme match to grace Wrestling Midwest, dating back to the early days! Father Nathan is going to be tested tonight, that's for sure.
Bill Hughes - I can feel it, Jack. Tonight's the end of the era. We will see a new champ tonight, mark my words.
[The arena suddenly goes black as the opening cords of "Wytches" by Inkubus Sukkubus start to play through the arena while on the videotron images start to flash past; images of 3 candles, owls, black sheep, crossroads, 3 masks, 3 torches, groves of willow and yew trees, the images cycling through as the song plays. Suddenly as a single spot light shines down on a figure at the top of the entry ramp completely concealed by a full black cloak, who remains still for several moments as the song plays through the arena, then tosses the cloak off and lifting one hand to the sky holding a dark yew wood scepter. The figure is Hecate who is dressed in black hot pants with the image of a jade dragon wrapping around the waist band of the hot pants. Hecate also is wearing a matching black halter style crop top with a silvery white owl over her left breast. Her face paint is done up in black with a silver-white owl's head.]
Wayne Inkster - Coming out to the cage next, hailing from Delphi, Greece and competing at 5'10" and 157 pounds...The Dark Priestess, Hecate!
[Hecate slowly makes her way down to the ring, the single spot light following her as makes her way down towards the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd, breaking out into a jog about ten feet from the ring and when she reaches the ring, jumps up and lands in a splits on the ring apron before bending over at the waist and sliding her head and torso under the bottom rope and slithering into the ring before rising to both knees where she mutters a prayer to her Goddess with her scepter raised high. As the lights slowly raise in luminance, Hecate rises to her feet and moves over to stand on the middle turnbuckle, lifting her scepter one more time to the mixed cheers and boos of the fans before hopping off the middle turnbuckle. Moving to her corner, Hecate pulls off the silver crescent moon shaped arm bands which encircle her upper arms, placing them in the corner with her scepter and follows up by pulling the golden dragon shaped bracelets from around her wrists, revealing the black leather straps which encircle her hands and forearms in place of normal athletic tape. The Greek warrior squats and stretches using the ring ropes, her thigh high black leather boots creaking a bit as she does and the silver owl and jade dragon on each boot moves as if it were almost alive while she waits for the match to start.]
Bill Hughes - Hecate was added to this match at the last minute, so it's anybody's guess what kind of role she'll play. I'm sure she'd be making three enemies if she were to swoop in and steal the title from the challengers.
Jack Gene - Well, like it or not, she is a contender just like the others and she deserves as much of a chance as the next gal.
[The lights in the arena dim as a guitar solo begins. The big screen shows a 'Countdown to Cyber Jump' starting from 5 and moving downwards. Once it gets to 0, "Handlebars" by The Flobots begins to play. The lights flash blue and white as Matrix walks out wearing a black trenchcoat, sneakers and gloves. He heads down to the ring without much glamor or drama.]
Wayne Inkster - The third challenger hails from Tampa, Florida and stands at 6 foot and 200 pounds...Scotty Kames, the Matrix 2.0!
[Without pausing to glance at the cage, Matrix enters through the stairs and just smirks as he keeps his eyes firmly locked on Father Nathan. He enters the ring, still keeping a head up and staring at the priest. Hecate, off to the side, just watches the stare-down.]
Jack Gene - Well, the Matrix considers himself upgraded now, billed as 2.0. But since he's changed his name and clothing, Bill, he hasn't really done anything impressive other then some almost-wins with Father Nathan.
Bill Hughes - Like he said, Jack, it's better to be someone who goes down in the history books as doing something, then a winner who everybody just forgets. Like him or hate him, he's Hall of Fame.
["Never Let It Die," by Hatebreed starts up as Eric Dillinger steps out onto the ramp way. He seemingly moves to the pounding rhythm of the music as he slaps the hands of a few fans, keeping focused on the cage.]
Wayne Inkster - On his way to the ring now, standing at 6'5" and 255 pounds, from San Antonio, TX...Eric "The Bastard Icon" Dillinger!
[The crowd lets out a cheer as he pauses at the entrance to the cage and raises a fist up towards them. After the appreciative pop, he enters the ring and glances at Hecate, who moves away temporarily. Matrix and Nathan have, by now, each adopted a corner.]
Jack Gene - The Bastard Icon is right at home in the hellish structure. He's not phased one bit.
Bill Hughes - He's probably scoping out those weapon bins.
["Our Truth" by Lacuna Coil begins to play over the speakers. As the lead singer begins to wail Wone steps through the curtain and stands at the top of the entrance. His black, matted hair covers his white painted face as he stares down at this feet. After a few seconds he looks up and focuses on the ring as he walks deliberately towards it. He pays no attention the fans or their reactions.]
Wayne Inkster - The final participant, standing at 6'2" and 226 pounds, hailing from Purgatory, Maine...Wone!
[Wone reaches the ring apron via the cage entrance and leaps up on to it grabbing the top rope with both hands. Finally he gazes out over the crowd before leaping over the top rope and in to the ring. He heads for the far corner and puts his back up against the turnbuckles. He kneels down on one knee to wait for the start of the match.]
Jack Gene - Wone is certainly a dark horse tonight. Any other night, I'd have money on him to steal the show, but he might be over-shadowed tonight.
Bill Hughes - Over-shadowed? He's up against Hecate. She can't do hardcore matches, you know that.
Jack Gene - We must not know the same Hecate.
[The bell rings and the match is under way. The referee is Senior Ref John Law. Eric Dillinger and Wone lock up in the corner, where Eric gets the advantage and pushes Wone against the turnbuckle. He begins to lay on the rights and left until Wone gives up on resisting, and then follows up with an elbow. As this continues, Matrix steps towards Hecate, but Nathan intercepts him and hits a surprise scissors kick to the martial artist. Hecate backs away out of the confrontation as Matrix elbows Nathan to get back at him. With him bent over, however, he's easy pickings for a knee to the face, and then a DDT to the mat.]
Jack Gene - It's already starting off crazy, as Matrix and Wone are forced onto the defensive! Hecate is allowing the men to do all the work for now.
Bill Hughes - No surprise that Nathan went right after Matrix.
[Eric Dillinger hits a haymaker to the face of Wone, sending him into the corner, facing away. When he staggers backwards, Dillinger catches him in a belly-to-back suplex and lays him in the center of the ring. Meanwhile, Matrix has taken advantage of Nathan by laying some hits on his forehead as he climbs to his feet. Nathan tries to fight back, but he's whipped into the ropes, and returns to get a dropkick to the face, knocking him to the mat. When Matrix gets up, he's greeted with a haymaker from the Hardcore Icon, staggering him backwards...into a chairshot from Hecate!]
Jack Gene - The weapons come out early and it's Matrix who's the first victim! Hecate has started chaos early!
[Matrix drops to one knee from the wicked chairshot to his back. Hecate moves past him and at Eric Dillinger, who just prepares for the swing of the weapon. Wone suddenly kicks at the back of his leg, causing him to drop to one knee as well. When he falls to a kneeling position, Hecate lays the chair across his face, causing him to stagger, wobble and then drop to the side. Wone throws a high kick at The Dark Priestess, but she steps backwards and tosses the chair aside to be more defensive. Wone moves forward again and throws three punches, but the quick-moving Hecate avoids all of them and flings herself back at the ropes, coming back just in time for a cross-body, which sends Wone to the mat for a pinfall. John Law moves closer and counts to 2 before the kick-out.]
Bill Hughes - Wone and Hecate are pretty evenly matched. Just don't get her on the mat.
Jack Gene - Wone is no push-over as a technician either.
[On the opposite side of the ring, Father Nathan is stomping Matrix into the corner. He pulls Matrix to his feet and lays some punches on him to keep him from reversing this time, and then drives him back down with a Russsian Leg Sweep. Nathan and Hecate exchange a sudden glance, as if they're about to face off, but then each go about their respective opponents. Hecate turns around to take a kick to the gut by Wone, and then is shoved backwards into the turnbuckle. Wone charges the staggered priestess, but she jumps up to mount his shoulders, only for him to drop her in a sudden powerbomb. He moves away and stands up.]
Jack Gene - Everybody seems to have forgotten about the Bastard Icon, and he's baaaaaack!
[Eric Dillinger has pulled some weapons to the side of the ring from the nearest bin to his body. He gets up with a trash can lid and smacks it across the face of Wone, causing the man to stumble into the ropes. Hecate stumbles a bit and moves towards Dillinger to catch him off guard, but he ducks her attempt to catch his upper body, and slams her head with the trash can lid, sending her to her back. He doesn't get to do much, however, as Wone suddenly hits a dropkick to his face, driving the lid into his skull. This lets Wone splash on top of Hecate and get a pinfall. John Law counts 2.]
Bill Hughes - Still nobody getting an edge, but Matrix and Nathan haven't stopped trading blows since we started!
[Nathan has just body slammed Matrix against the turnbuckle and let him fall to the mat. He backs up to get one of the weapons Eric retrieved from the bins, a large encyclopedia-sized book, and moves to get at Matrix. The Master of Cyberspace rolls onto his back, revealing he's grabbed a bottle of spray of some kind, and lets it release in Nathan's face. The preacher lets out a pained howl and backs up, right into a back drop by Wone. Wone doesn't get much chance to breathe as Eric Dillinger is back up, now holding a small, empty crate in one hand.]
Jack Gene - Father Nathan is down! I'd say Matrix is using under-handed tactics as usual, but...it's all legal tonight.
[Dillinger hurls the crate at Wone, but the man catches it with surprising quickness. Eric instead charges in with his body, tackling Wone into the corner. Wone hits him with the crate, bringing him to one knee, and then the face which makes him release his grip. Wone drags the Bastard Icon to the center of the ring, but before he can perform a move, Matrix suddenly viciously assaults him with a steel pipe, bringing Wone to the ground with a thud. Dillinger stands up, but Trix hits as well, though this time Dillinger doesn't fall, only staggers. Hecate has recovered by now, but is only spectating.]
Jack Gene - Holy crap! What a shot from Matrix with that pipe!
Bill Hughes - Eric Dillinger didn't budge one bit!
[Matrix hits Dillinger with the steel pipe again, this time in the gut, and then backhands him with it. Again, the Icon doesn't fall and only staggers sideways into the ropes. Matrix brings the pipe down to the forehead of Eric Dillinger, busting him open. The crowd lets out a groan, the Bastard Icon now bleeding profusely, but refuses to drop down. In frustration, Matrix suddenly throws the pipe aside and whips Eric into the ropes. When he bounces off the ropes and returns, Matrix raises the Bastard Icon into the air and slams down into the Cyberspace! Now with Eric finally on the ground, he goes for the pin.]
Jack Gene - The Bastard Icon is finally laid out! 1...2...3! That's it, we've got our first elimination!
[Matrix gets up after the pinfall and turns around to go towards a weapons bin, but Hecate has beaten him to it. She slams the kendo stick into his side, followed by a neckbreaker. Meanwhile, Wone is slammed into the turnbuckle closest to the cage door by Father Nathan, and then thrown over the ropes onto the platform separating the cage from the ring. The cage door is opened as John Law escorts Eric Dillinger out, past Wone. Back inside the ring, Hecate has pulled a familiar weapon from the bin: her sceptor, and is twirling it in her fingers.]
Bill Hughes - Okay, I'll admit it, Hecate might be a little underrated.
Jack Gene - She may not have hardcore experience, but she is hardcore.
[Matrix holds his side as Father Nathan and Hecate surround him. He stands up, still hurting from the neckbreaker, and analyzes his situation.]
Jack Gene - Not a good situation for Matrix 2.0. Two of his biggest obstacles on either side of him.
[Father Nathan moves in on him first, but Scotty Kames lay in on him with rights, forcing him back. Hecate catches him from behind, however, slamming the sceptor into his already hurt side. Matrix groans as he falls to one knee, and then right back up to attempt to fight back. Hecate then brings the rod up like a hammer and plows Trix in the head, cracking the skull and causing blood to flow. He falls backwards, but he's caught by Nathan, who spins around, lifts him up and then brings him back around for The Price of Sin! Hecate watches as Nathan goes for a pin.]
Bill Hughes - No! That's gonna be it for Matrix!
[Out of nowhere, Wone launches off of the top turnbuckle and hits a hurricarana on Hecate, flipping her across the ring. Nathan doesn't get the pin entirely, instead quickly snatching a nearby chair to attack Wone before he can do more damage. Wone ducks, lifts the priest up and brings him down in a Reverse DDT position. He then quickly hits the Fall From Grace! Wone doesn't go for a pinfall, however, instead opting to fish out more weapons. He finally chooses to stick with a shovel.]
Jack Gene - Wone wants to be completely sure he's laying all three out. Right now, he's the one in charge.
[Hecate is the first to recover, being the only one who hadn't just been laid with a finisher. However her resolve doesn't last long, as immediately upon raising up from the mat, she's laid out once more with the shovel, dropping like a sack of potatoes. Wone opts to go for the pin this time, laying the shovel aside and covering her. John Law counts it: 1...2...Th-nope!]
Bill Hughes - You've got to be kidding me.
[As Wone tries to find a new weapon to do the trick, Matrix has recovered and is stumbling his bloody body towards the turnbuckle. Wone also climbs on the turnbuckle, this on the opposite side, as both men seem to be planning to do a high risk move. Nathan stirs a bit, but Hecate appears to be completely laid out.]
Jack Gene - Matrix is about to show Father Nathan the Touch of Reality! At the same time Wone is planning to take Hecate out with a moonsault of his own! We're about to see bodies fly!
[The crowd cheers wildly as both men leap off. Matrix goes for a Shooting Star Press while Wone tries a standard moonsault at the same time. Nathan and Hecate both grab a weapon; for Nathan it's a trash can lid and for Hecate it's the shovel, and slam both men with the blunt objects as they attempt to finish their opponents off. The crowd lets out a loud groan as both men bounce off and painfully roll away from their targets. Wone is now bleeding.]
Bill Hughes - Holy crap! Both men are busted open now! What a ridiculous failure, but it was totally awesome!
Jack Gene - Both Nathan and Hecate were playing dead!
[Father Nathan stumbles up to his feet and into the turnbuckle. Hecate, meanwhile, is very quick to jump onto the ropes, balancing for a moment. Wone stumbles up, holding his bloody wound from the shovel hit, but isn't expecting it when Hecate leaps onto his shoulders in a hand-stand motion for a moment, and then brings herself down for a ridiculously hard Spike DDT.]
Jack Gene - Lunar Eclipse! What a connection!
[Hecate covers Wone in the middle of the ring, in a blood-stain. John Law counts the pin. 1...2...3!]
Bill Hughes - Wone is outta there! We're down to three!
[On the opposite side of the ring, Father Nathan hits a suplex on Matrix, which only furthers the pain on the martial artist's already injured side. Hecate recovers her breath as she watches Wone gets escorted out of the cage. Father Nathan once again lifts Matrix up. He notices Hecate is up, and whips Matrix into her, where she also hits a suplex, this time into the turnbuckle, laying Matrix out in front of it. She backs up, and Nathan says something to her. The fans pop as they go for the weapons and Matrix can only look up helplessly.]
Jack Gene - Matrix is in a bad way right now.
Bill Hughes - This is so unfair. Two on one? What a joke. This should be illegal.
[Hecate grabs the shovel and Father Nathan grabs a chair. The crowd cheers again as they move next to each other, ready to work together. However, they bump into each other on their way towards Matrix, and in a defensive state both attack the other. Nathan ducks the shovel and Hecate side-steps the chair, so both fighters are standing with their weapons out over their opponent. The crowd goes quiet for a moment as they lock eyes.]
Jack Gene - No more partners anymore.
[They both nod to each other, and suddenly the weapons drop to the ground as fists fly. Matrix begins to pull himself up via the ropes as Father Nathan forces Hecate back against the ropes and whips her across the ring. When she returns, she jumps up for a scissors takedown, but he grabs her body and hurls her in the opposite direction. Both fighters end up going down and they land awkwardly on the mat. Matrix takes advantage of the confusion and runs at the recovering Nathan, landing a kick to his forehead. When Hecate gets up, he throws a superkick in her direction, but she catches it and throws a kick of her own to bring him to the ground. She maintains position over the leg, but only long enough for Nathan to recover and slam the chair he had previously over top her head.]
Bill Hughes - The partnership is officially over!
[Hecate drops to the ground in a thud next to Matrix. Father Nathan brings the chair up and drives it down at Matrix, who raises his feet up and catches it at the bottom of his shoes. He brings his feet out and kicks Nathan in the knees, causing enough confusion for him to get up. He limps away to the opposite ropes on his now-hurt feet, to get something to defend himself with. He grabs a kendo stick and drives himself towards Father Nathan, who has recovered long enough to catch Matrix in mid-charge and lift him up.]
Jack Gene - I don't care how tough Matrix is in his own match. Nobody gets up from two Prices of Sin!
[Father Nathan spins Matrix around and hits the Price of Sin once again, busting Matrix open even more. He quickly covers Scotty Kames and John Law drops to the ground to make the pinfall. 1...2...]
Bill Hughes - Three! Once again, Matrix loses his own match, but once again he's the most bloodied guy in the cage. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing yet.
Jack Gene - Either way, we're down to two fighters! Hecate and the champion himself, Father Nathan!
[As Matrix is rolled towards the cage exit, the crowd cheers for the fight about to take place. Hecate has gotten up again, holding her busted head, now spouting some blood. Father Nathan is bruised up but not bleeding. They face off for a moment, allowing themselves to catch their breath. When the cage has been re-locked, the two move in on each other. Hecate ducks the grapple and picks Nathan up, but he drops behind her onto his feet. He catches her in a reverse headlock, but she spins out of it. She reaches for the nearest weapon, a single chain, but Nathan suddenly drops an elbow upon her shoulder upper back and brings her to the ground.]
Jack Gene - Both of these are injured and tired by now, so you have to wonder how much longer they've got in them.
[Father Nathan allows Hecate to get back up. He reaches into the nearest to get a tall fighting staff he notices, backing up to allow Hecate to attack him. She's already on the move, having bounced off the ropes and launches towards him. He catches her cross-body with his staff, but the momentum still sends him over the top rope, and both of them land on the platform in front of the cage entrance.]
Bill Hughes - The cold steel is unforgiving, especially out of the ring.
[Both fighters begin to recover, but Hecate is quicker, using the fighting staff to knock Nathan into the cage. She lands an uppercut, and then grinds his face into the chain-link cage in order to draw blood. He lets out a pained groan as she knees him in the gut, and then snap-suplexes him into the steel platform outside the ring. Now with the upper hand, she rolls him into the ring and then jumps over the top rope to splash on top into a pinfall. John Law counts it, and it goes to 2.]
Jack Gene - Not enough! Father Nathan is not looking to lose his belt tonight!
[Hecate recovers even more weapons, including a ring bell, which she hangs onto. Nathan climbs to his feet and is quickly planted backwards by the dinging of the bell against his bloodied skull. She wipes some of her own blood off before trading the bell with the shovel she had previously used. Nathan stumbles back towards her and is hit with the shovel, which does finally bring him to one knee. When she pulls back to hit him again, he suddenly hits a hard shot to her exposed belly, causing her to stumble. With her in a decent position, he quickly headlocks her and drives her down into a DDT, which he turns into a roll-up pin.]
Bill Hughes - This is it, he's gonna retain! 1...2..no! Are you kidding me?
[Both fighters take a moment to catch their breath as they're worn out from the hardcore brawling. They pull each other by the ropes, each grabbing for the nearest weapons. Hecate has secured her skepter, while Father Nathan gets the large book he never got to use prior. They move towards each other, both limping, ready to attack. Hecate swings with her skepter and catches Nathan in the side, but it allows him to bring the book sideways upside the back of her head. This sends her into the turnbuckle, where Nathan charges her. He limps backwards to let her stumble out. He lifts the Dark Priestess up, spins her around and slams her head right into his knee, causing her to bounce back into the steel chair.]
Jack Gene - Hecate has just paid the Price of Sin!
[The fans go wild as Father Nathan covers Hecate, knowing what's about to happen. John Law counts the slow pin. 1...2...3! The bell rings as Father Nathan rolls off of his opponent, breathing deep and looking up at the flashing lights. The cage door opens as his entrance music begins to play. Wayne Inkster enters and passes the Ace Superior title to John Law]
Bill Hughes - What a way to end the bloodiest fight of the year!
Jack Gene - You can't argue with results, that's for damn sure. Father Nathan has bested everybody, from Eric Dillinger to Wone to Matrix and finally Hecate herself.
[John Law picks Father Nathan up and puts the belt around his waist]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL the Wrestling Midwest Ace Superior Champion...Father Nathan!
[The bloodied priest is zoomed in on as he climbs up one of the turnbuckles, his soccer jersey covered in his own red liquid. He holds up the title belt, lets out a roar of approval and then drops down to his feet painfully.]
Jack Gene - You can say what you want about any of the competitors...everybody put everything they had into that match. I'll be surprised if any of those five come out of this at 100%. They'll be feeling this match for weeks.
Bill Hughes - Yea, well something tells me Father Nathan will be feeling it a lot less. Victory soothes the pain, they say.
Jack Gene - Father Nathan, still the champ at the end of this war.
[Scene fade on Father Nathan helping Hecate up.]
Wayne Inkster - The final participant, standing at 6'2" and 226 pounds, hailing from Purgatory, Maine...Wone!
[Wone reaches the ring apron via the cage entrance and leaps up on to it grabbing the top rope with both hands. Finally he gazes out over the crowd before leaping over the top rope and in to the ring. He heads for the far corner and puts his back up against the turnbuckles. He kneels down on one knee to wait for the start of the match.]
Jack Gene - Wone is certainly a dark horse tonight. Any other night, I'd have money on him to steal the show, but he might be over-shadowed tonight.
Bill Hughes - Over-shadowed? He's up against Hecate. She can't do hardcore matches, you know that.
Jack Gene - We must not know the same Hecate.
[The bell rings and the match is under way. The referee is Senior Ref John Law. Eric Dillinger and Wone lock up in the corner, where Eric gets the advantage and pushes Wone against the turnbuckle. He begins to lay on the rights and left until Wone gives up on resisting, and then follows up with an elbow. As this continues, Matrix steps towards Hecate, but Nathan intercepts him and hits a surprise scissors kick to the martial artist. Hecate backs away out of the confrontation as Matrix elbows Nathan to get back at him. With him bent over, however, he's easy pickings for a knee to the face, and then a DDT to the mat.]
Jack Gene - It's already starting off crazy, as Matrix and Wone are forced onto the defensive! Hecate is allowing the men to do all the work for now.
Bill Hughes - No surprise that Nathan went right after Matrix.
[Eric Dillinger hits a haymaker to the face of Wone, sending him into the corner, facing away. When he staggers backwards, Dillinger catches him in a belly-to-back suplex and lays him in the center of the ring. Meanwhile, Matrix has taken advantage of Nathan by laying some hits on his forehead as he climbs to his feet. Nathan tries to fight back, but he's whipped into the ropes, and returns to get a dropkick to the face, knocking him to the mat. When Matrix gets up, he's greeted with a haymaker from the Hardcore Icon, staggering him backwards...into a chairshot from Hecate!]
Jack Gene - The weapons come out early and it's Matrix who's the first victim! Hecate has started chaos early!
[Matrix drops to one knee from the wicked chairshot to his back. Hecate moves past him and at Eric Dillinger, who just prepares for the swing of the weapon. Wone suddenly kicks at the back of his leg, causing him to drop to one knee as well. When he falls to a kneeling position, Hecate lays the chair across his face, causing him to stagger, wobble and then drop to the side. Wone throws a high kick at The Dark Priestess, but she steps backwards and tosses the chair aside to be more defensive. Wone moves forward again and throws three punches, but the quick-moving Hecate avoids all of them and flings herself back at the ropes, coming back just in time for a cross-body, which sends Wone to the mat for a pinfall. John Law moves closer and counts to 2 before the kick-out.]
Bill Hughes - Wone and Hecate are pretty evenly matched. Just don't get her on the mat.
Jack Gene - Wone is no push-over as a technician either.
[On the opposite side of the ring, Father Nathan is stomping Matrix into the corner. He pulls Matrix to his feet and lays some punches on him to keep him from reversing this time, and then drives him back down with a Russsian Leg Sweep. Nathan and Hecate exchange a sudden glance, as if they're about to face off, but then each go about their respective opponents. Hecate turns around to take a kick to the gut by Wone, and then is shoved backwards into the turnbuckle. Wone charges the staggered priestess, but she jumps up to mount his shoulders, only for him to drop her in a sudden powerbomb. He moves away and stands up.]
Jack Gene - Everybody seems to have forgotten about the Bastard Icon, and he's baaaaaack!
[Eric Dillinger has pulled some weapons to the side of the ring from the nearest bin to his body. He gets up with a trash can lid and smacks it across the face of Wone, causing the man to stumble into the ropes. Hecate stumbles a bit and moves towards Dillinger to catch him off guard, but he ducks her attempt to catch his upper body, and slams her head with the trash can lid, sending her to her back. He doesn't get to do much, however, as Wone suddenly hits a dropkick to his face, driving the lid into his skull. This lets Wone splash on top of Hecate and get a pinfall. John Law counts 2.]
Bill Hughes - Still nobody getting an edge, but Matrix and Nathan haven't stopped trading blows since we started!
[Nathan has just body slammed Matrix against the turnbuckle and let him fall to the mat. He backs up to get one of the weapons Eric retrieved from the bins, a large encyclopedia-sized book, and moves to get at Matrix. The Master of Cyberspace rolls onto his back, revealing he's grabbed a bottle of spray of some kind, and lets it release in Nathan's face. The preacher lets out a pained howl and backs up, right into a back drop by Wone. Wone doesn't get much chance to breathe as Eric Dillinger is back up, now holding a small, empty crate in one hand.]
Jack Gene - Father Nathan is down! I'd say Matrix is using under-handed tactics as usual, but...it's all legal tonight.
[Dillinger hurls the crate at Wone, but the man catches it with surprising quickness. Eric instead charges in with his body, tackling Wone into the corner. Wone hits him with the crate, bringing him to one knee, and then the face which makes him release his grip. Wone drags the Bastard Icon to the center of the ring, but before he can perform a move, Matrix suddenly viciously assaults him with a steel pipe, bringing Wone to the ground with a thud. Dillinger stands up, but Trix hits as well, though this time Dillinger doesn't fall, only staggers. Hecate has recovered by now, but is only spectating.]
Jack Gene - Holy crap! What a shot from Matrix with that pipe!
Bill Hughes - Eric Dillinger didn't budge one bit!
[Matrix hits Dillinger with the steel pipe again, this time in the gut, and then backhands him with it. Again, the Icon doesn't fall and only staggers sideways into the ropes. Matrix brings the pipe down to the forehead of Eric Dillinger, busting him open. The crowd lets out a groan, the Bastard Icon now bleeding profusely, but refuses to drop down. In frustration, Matrix suddenly throws the pipe aside and whips Eric into the ropes. When he bounces off the ropes and returns, Matrix raises the Bastard Icon into the air and slams down into the Cyberspace! Now with Eric finally on the ground, he goes for the pin.]
Jack Gene - The Bastard Icon is finally laid out! 1...2...3! That's it, we've got our first elimination!
[Matrix gets up after the pinfall and turns around to go towards a weapons bin, but Hecate has beaten him to it. She slams the kendo stick into his side, followed by a neckbreaker. Meanwhile, Wone is slammed into the turnbuckle closest to the cage door by Father Nathan, and then thrown over the ropes onto the platform separating the cage from the ring. The cage door is opened as John Law escorts Eric Dillinger out, past Wone. Back inside the ring, Hecate has pulled a familiar weapon from the bin: her sceptor, and is twirling it in her fingers.]
Bill Hughes - Okay, I'll admit it, Hecate might be a little underrated.
Jack Gene - She may not have hardcore experience, but she is hardcore.
[Matrix holds his side as Father Nathan and Hecate surround him. He stands up, still hurting from the neckbreaker, and analyzes his situation.]
Jack Gene - Not a good situation for Matrix 2.0. Two of his biggest obstacles on either side of him.
[Father Nathan moves in on him first, but Scotty Kames lay in on him with rights, forcing him back. Hecate catches him from behind, however, slamming the sceptor into his already hurt side. Matrix groans as he falls to one knee, and then right back up to attempt to fight back. Hecate then brings the rod up like a hammer and plows Trix in the head, cracking the skull and causing blood to flow. He falls backwards, but he's caught by Nathan, who spins around, lifts him up and then brings him back around for The Price of Sin! Hecate watches as Nathan goes for a pin.]
Bill Hughes - No! That's gonna be it for Matrix!
[Out of nowhere, Wone launches off of the top turnbuckle and hits a hurricarana on Hecate, flipping her across the ring. Nathan doesn't get the pin entirely, instead quickly snatching a nearby chair to attack Wone before he can do more damage. Wone ducks, lifts the priest up and brings him down in a Reverse DDT position. He then quickly hits the Fall From Grace! Wone doesn't go for a pinfall, however, instead opting to fish out more weapons. He finally chooses to stick with a shovel.]
Jack Gene - Wone wants to be completely sure he's laying all three out. Right now, he's the one in charge.
[Hecate is the first to recover, being the only one who hadn't just been laid with a finisher. However her resolve doesn't last long, as immediately upon raising up from the mat, she's laid out once more with the shovel, dropping like a sack of potatoes. Wone opts to go for the pin this time, laying the shovel aside and covering her. John Law counts it: 1...2...Th-nope!]
Bill Hughes - You've got to be kidding me.
[As Wone tries to find a new weapon to do the trick, Matrix has recovered and is stumbling his bloody body towards the turnbuckle. Wone also climbs on the turnbuckle, this on the opposite side, as both men seem to be planning to do a high risk move. Nathan stirs a bit, but Hecate appears to be completely laid out.]
Jack Gene - Matrix is about to show Father Nathan the Touch of Reality! At the same time Wone is planning to take Hecate out with a moonsault of his own! We're about to see bodies fly!
[The crowd cheers wildly as both men leap off. Matrix goes for a Shooting Star Press while Wone tries a standard moonsault at the same time. Nathan and Hecate both grab a weapon; for Nathan it's a trash can lid and for Hecate it's the shovel, and slam both men with the blunt objects as they attempt to finish their opponents off. The crowd lets out a loud groan as both men bounce off and painfully roll away from their targets. Wone is now bleeding.]
Bill Hughes - Holy crap! Both men are busted open now! What a ridiculous failure, but it was totally awesome!
Jack Gene - Both Nathan and Hecate were playing dead!
[Father Nathan stumbles up to his feet and into the turnbuckle. Hecate, meanwhile, is very quick to jump onto the ropes, balancing for a moment. Wone stumbles up, holding his bloody wound from the shovel hit, but isn't expecting it when Hecate leaps onto his shoulders in a hand-stand motion for a moment, and then brings herself down for a ridiculously hard Spike DDT.]
Jack Gene - Lunar Eclipse! What a connection!
[Hecate covers Wone in the middle of the ring, in a blood-stain. John Law counts the pin. 1...2...3!]
Bill Hughes - Wone is outta there! We're down to three!
[On the opposite side of the ring, Father Nathan hits a suplex on Matrix, which only furthers the pain on the martial artist's already injured side. Hecate recovers her breath as she watches Wone gets escorted out of the cage. Father Nathan once again lifts Matrix up. He notices Hecate is up, and whips Matrix into her, where she also hits a suplex, this time into the turnbuckle, laying Matrix out in front of it. She backs up, and Nathan says something to her. The fans pop as they go for the weapons and Matrix can only look up helplessly.]
Jack Gene - Matrix is in a bad way right now.
Bill Hughes - This is so unfair. Two on one? What a joke. This should be illegal.
[Hecate grabs the shovel and Father Nathan grabs a chair. The crowd cheers again as they move next to each other, ready to work together. However, they bump into each other on their way towards Matrix, and in a defensive state both attack the other. Nathan ducks the shovel and Hecate side-steps the chair, so both fighters are standing with their weapons out over their opponent. The crowd goes quiet for a moment as they lock eyes.]
Jack Gene - No more partners anymore.
[They both nod to each other, and suddenly the weapons drop to the ground as fists fly. Matrix begins to pull himself up via the ropes as Father Nathan forces Hecate back against the ropes and whips her across the ring. When she returns, she jumps up for a scissors takedown, but he grabs her body and hurls her in the opposite direction. Both fighters end up going down and they land awkwardly on the mat. Matrix takes advantage of the confusion and runs at the recovering Nathan, landing a kick to his forehead. When Hecate gets up, he throws a superkick in her direction, but she catches it and throws a kick of her own to bring him to the ground. She maintains position over the leg, but only long enough for Nathan to recover and slam the chair he had previously over top her head.]
Bill Hughes - The partnership is officially over!
[Hecate drops to the ground in a thud next to Matrix. Father Nathan brings the chair up and drives it down at Matrix, who raises his feet up and catches it at the bottom of his shoes. He brings his feet out and kicks Nathan in the knees, causing enough confusion for him to get up. He limps away to the opposite ropes on his now-hurt feet, to get something to defend himself with. He grabs a kendo stick and drives himself towards Father Nathan, who has recovered long enough to catch Matrix in mid-charge and lift him up.]
Jack Gene - I don't care how tough Matrix is in his own match. Nobody gets up from two Prices of Sin!
[Father Nathan spins Matrix around and hits the Price of Sin once again, busting Matrix open even more. He quickly covers Scotty Kames and John Law drops to the ground to make the pinfall. 1...2...]
Bill Hughes - Three! Once again, Matrix loses his own match, but once again he's the most bloodied guy in the cage. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing yet.
Jack Gene - Either way, we're down to two fighters! Hecate and the champion himself, Father Nathan!
[As Matrix is rolled towards the cage exit, the crowd cheers for the fight about to take place. Hecate has gotten up again, holding her busted head, now spouting some blood. Father Nathan is bruised up but not bleeding. They face off for a moment, allowing themselves to catch their breath. When the cage has been re-locked, the two move in on each other. Hecate ducks the grapple and picks Nathan up, but he drops behind her onto his feet. He catches her in a reverse headlock, but she spins out of it. She reaches for the nearest weapon, a single chain, but Nathan suddenly drops an elbow upon her shoulder upper back and brings her to the ground.]
Jack Gene - Both of these are injured and tired by now, so you have to wonder how much longer they've got in them.
[Father Nathan allows Hecate to get back up. He reaches into the nearest to get a tall fighting staff he notices, backing up to allow Hecate to attack him. She's already on the move, having bounced off the ropes and launches towards him. He catches her cross-body with his staff, but the momentum still sends him over the top rope, and both of them land on the platform in front of the cage entrance.]
Bill Hughes - The cold steel is unforgiving, especially out of the ring.
[Both fighters begin to recover, but Hecate is quicker, using the fighting staff to knock Nathan into the cage. She lands an uppercut, and then grinds his face into the chain-link cage in order to draw blood. He lets out a pained groan as she knees him in the gut, and then snap-suplexes him into the steel platform outside the ring. Now with the upper hand, she rolls him into the ring and then jumps over the top rope to splash on top into a pinfall. John Law counts it, and it goes to 2.]
Jack Gene - Not enough! Father Nathan is not looking to lose his belt tonight!
[Hecate recovers even more weapons, including a ring bell, which she hangs onto. Nathan climbs to his feet and is quickly planted backwards by the dinging of the bell against his bloodied skull. She wipes some of her own blood off before trading the bell with the shovel she had previously used. Nathan stumbles back towards her and is hit with the shovel, which does finally bring him to one knee. When she pulls back to hit him again, he suddenly hits a hard shot to her exposed belly, causing her to stumble. With her in a decent position, he quickly headlocks her and drives her down into a DDT, which he turns into a roll-up pin.]
Bill Hughes - This is it, he's gonna retain! 1...2..no! Are you kidding me?
[Both fighters take a moment to catch their breath as they're worn out from the hardcore brawling. They pull each other by the ropes, each grabbing for the nearest weapons. Hecate has secured her skepter, while Father Nathan gets the large book he never got to use prior. They move towards each other, both limping, ready to attack. Hecate swings with her skepter and catches Nathan in the side, but it allows him to bring the book sideways upside the back of her head. This sends her into the turnbuckle, where Nathan charges her. He limps backwards to let her stumble out. He lifts the Dark Priestess up, spins her around and slams her head right into his knee, causing her to bounce back into the steel chair.]
Jack Gene - Hecate has just paid the Price of Sin!
[The fans go wild as Father Nathan covers Hecate, knowing what's about to happen. John Law counts the slow pin. 1...2...3! The bell rings as Father Nathan rolls off of his opponent, breathing deep and looking up at the flashing lights. The cage door opens as his entrance music begins to play. Wayne Inkster enters and passes the Ace Superior title to John Law]
Bill Hughes - What a way to end the bloodiest fight of the year!
Jack Gene - You can't argue with results, that's for damn sure. Father Nathan has bested everybody, from Eric Dillinger to Wone to Matrix and finally Hecate herself.
[John Law picks Father Nathan up and puts the belt around his waist]
Wayne Inkster - Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL the Wrestling Midwest Ace Superior Champion...Father Nathan!
[The bloodied priest is zoomed in on as he climbs up one of the turnbuckles, his soccer jersey covered in his own red liquid. He holds up the title belt, lets out a roar of approval and then drops down to his feet painfully.]
Jack Gene - You can say what you want about any of the competitors...everybody put everything they had into that match. I'll be surprised if any of those five come out of this at 100%. They'll be feeling this match for weeks.
Bill Hughes - Yea, well something tells me Father Nathan will be feeling it a lot less. Victory soothes the pain, they say.
Jack Gene - Father Nathan, still the champ at the end of this war.
[Scene fade on Father Nathan helping Hecate up.]
Stephen Squires Talks with Druscilla
Written by: Amanda and Rob
[The scene opens up backstage. Druscilla walks out of her locker room and quickly is stopped by Stephen Squires.]
Stephen Squires - Hey, Druscilla! Do you happen to have a few moments for questions?
[Druscilla sighs and rolls her eyes, checking her watch.]
Druscilla - I suppose. What insipid questions do you have for me this time, Stephen?
Stephen Squires - Umm well, I was wondering if you really think you have a chance. You're in the ring tonight against two of the very best fighters in the WMW. What makes you so sure that your 'Golden Age of Druscilla' will start tonight?
[Druscilla sighs and narrows her eyes.]
Druscilla - Are you an idiot? Is your hearing deficient? Were you just maybe not paying bloody attention to my words in my promo? I mean, my Lord, Stephen, we really all do know you're worthless, you don't have to prove it on a weekly basis! Yes. I really think, no I know I will win tonight. I have a few surprises for my opponents after they beat each other senseless in their tag team match. You see, Stephen. Kronin and Valora are not only going to be tired and less then 100% after their tag team match, but they're also totally fixated on beating each other. That, combined with my surprises virtually guarantees my victory. Tonight, the WMW will finally crown a Great Lakes Champion it can be proud of. Now get out of my way, I need to prepare for my coronation.
[Druscilla starts to push past Stephen but Valora steps out from around the corner, lead pipe in hand.]
Valora - Yeah? Well, gonna be kinda [bleep]in' hard to be Great Lakes Champ if I lay your pompous ass out right here, ain't it Gringa?
[Stephen Squires makes a nervous gulp and backpedals out of the way as Druscilla narrows her eyes and waves Valora on.]
Druscilla - Try it, you little Mexican Cockroach. I can make you go splat here as well as in the ring.
[Stephen finally takes a risk and steps in between the two.]
Stephen - Umm Valora... why you're here, I was wondering if you had anything to say about the Black Friar... he was... very less then complimentary to your people..
[Valora piefaces Stephen and shoves him into the wall.]
Valora - Mother [bleep]er stay outta my way unless you wanna get hurt! I'll kill me a sorry excuse for a Spanish conquistador later. [bleep], I'll even kill him Aztec style and cut his [bleep]ing heart out.
[Valora turns back to Dru.]
Valora - You, you [bleep]ing goth reject, Just be lucky this match isn't Hardcore. I got a few [bleep]ing ideas to end your career.
[Druscilla smirks.]
Druscilla - Be careful what you wish for, mongrel. Someone might just put you down like the rabid bitch you are...
[The two women take a fighting stance when Kronin comes walking into the scene, Great Lakes Championship belt draped over his shoulder, singing to himself.]
Kronin - Hier kommt die sonne...
[He starts to move into the next part but sees the battle happening and Stephen Squires stumbles over to him.]
Stephen Squires - Thank God you're here! You gonna do something bout those two?
[Kronin shrugs and looks to Stephen.]
Kronin - We could pop some popcorn, place bets on which gal wins?
[Kroniin grins before patting Stephen on the back and walking up to Dru and Valora.]
Kronin - Seriously though. Don't start the fun early girls. It'd really suck if you two wore yourselves out and I was left with no one to Rock and Shock out there. Dru, nice history lesson there, but you know...History's funny. It can always change. You're outclassed here and you picked the wrong damn time to get in the middle of Valora and I.
[Kronin narrows his eyes and walks up to Valora, looking down at her.]
Kronin - As for you. You better hope you got something special in your arsenal. You kinda underperformed in the tag title match. Combine that with well, the general lack of success you've found lately and the fact you have pretty much everyone pissed at you... if you go out there and lay another goose egg, might be the last GLC shot you get for awhile. But just so you know I-
[Kronin is cut off as Valora clocks him with the lead pipe. Druscilla grabs Valora and turns her in a circle throwing her face first into the wall. A brawl breaks out before WMW security quickly rushes in, breaking it up and separating the three fighters as Stephen runs for cover from the melee.]
Stephen Squires - Hey, Druscilla! Do you happen to have a few moments for questions?
[Druscilla sighs and rolls her eyes, checking her watch.]
Druscilla - I suppose. What insipid questions do you have for me this time, Stephen?
Stephen Squires - Umm well, I was wondering if you really think you have a chance. You're in the ring tonight against two of the very best fighters in the WMW. What makes you so sure that your 'Golden Age of Druscilla' will start tonight?
[Druscilla sighs and narrows her eyes.]
Druscilla - Are you an idiot? Is your hearing deficient? Were you just maybe not paying bloody attention to my words in my promo? I mean, my Lord, Stephen, we really all do know you're worthless, you don't have to prove it on a weekly basis! Yes. I really think, no I know I will win tonight. I have a few surprises for my opponents after they beat each other senseless in their tag team match. You see, Stephen. Kronin and Valora are not only going to be tired and less then 100% after their tag team match, but they're also totally fixated on beating each other. That, combined with my surprises virtually guarantees my victory. Tonight, the WMW will finally crown a Great Lakes Champion it can be proud of. Now get out of my way, I need to prepare for my coronation.
[Druscilla starts to push past Stephen but Valora steps out from around the corner, lead pipe in hand.]
Valora - Yeah? Well, gonna be kinda [bleep]in' hard to be Great Lakes Champ if I lay your pompous ass out right here, ain't it Gringa?
[Stephen Squires makes a nervous gulp and backpedals out of the way as Druscilla narrows her eyes and waves Valora on.]
Druscilla - Try it, you little Mexican Cockroach. I can make you go splat here as well as in the ring.
[Stephen finally takes a risk and steps in between the two.]
Stephen - Umm Valora... why you're here, I was wondering if you had anything to say about the Black Friar... he was... very less then complimentary to your people..
[Valora piefaces Stephen and shoves him into the wall.]
Valora - Mother [bleep]er stay outta my way unless you wanna get hurt! I'll kill me a sorry excuse for a Spanish conquistador later. [bleep], I'll even kill him Aztec style and cut his [bleep]ing heart out.
[Valora turns back to Dru.]
Valora - You, you [bleep]ing goth reject, Just be lucky this match isn't Hardcore. I got a few [bleep]ing ideas to end your career.
[Druscilla smirks.]
Druscilla - Be careful what you wish for, mongrel. Someone might just put you down like the rabid bitch you are...
[The two women take a fighting stance when Kronin comes walking into the scene, Great Lakes Championship belt draped over his shoulder, singing to himself.]
Kronin - Hier kommt die sonne...
[He starts to move into the next part but sees the battle happening and Stephen Squires stumbles over to him.]
Stephen Squires - Thank God you're here! You gonna do something bout those two?
[Kronin shrugs and looks to Stephen.]
Kronin - We could pop some popcorn, place bets on which gal wins?
[Kroniin grins before patting Stephen on the back and walking up to Dru and Valora.]
Kronin - Seriously though. Don't start the fun early girls. It'd really suck if you two wore yourselves out and I was left with no one to Rock and Shock out there. Dru, nice history lesson there, but you know...History's funny. It can always change. You're outclassed here and you picked the wrong damn time to get in the middle of Valora and I.
[Kronin narrows his eyes and walks up to Valora, looking down at her.]
Kronin - As for you. You better hope you got something special in your arsenal. You kinda underperformed in the tag title match. Combine that with well, the general lack of success you've found lately and the fact you have pretty much everyone pissed at you... if you go out there and lay another goose egg, might be the last GLC shot you get for awhile. But just so you know I-
[Kronin is cut off as Valora clocks him with the lead pipe. Druscilla grabs Valora and turns her in a circle throwing her face first into the wall. A brawl breaks out before WMW security quickly rushes in, breaking it up and separating the three fighters as Stephen runs for cover from the melee.]
BF10 Buildup > Kronin (c) vs. Valora vs. Druscilla
Writer: Gavin
[The shot opens back up backstage where Stephen Squires and John Squires stand looking at the camera. Behind them, a wide screen TV shows the BF10 logo with a shot of the Ace Superior Championship, along with Father Nathan, Matrix, Wone, Eric Dillinger and Hecate.]
Stephen Squires - And now... we preview tonight's Main Event. The Great Lakes Championship on the line in Kronin's first defense since stealing the title from Valora with his Ace in the Hole shot. John, we're looking at Valora getting her revenge, Kronin trying to prove that he deserves to hold that title and... Druscilla? Does any of this make sense?
John Squires - Its a soap opera is what it's become. The war between Valora and Sault St. Marie has now extended into the Great Lakes Championship match. And, it's disappointing, for sure, that its come to this. But, at the same time, Druscilla is a former Ace Superior Championship. She could do very well tonight.
Stephen Squires - So, are you calling a Druscilla win?
John Squires - I can't. Unfortunately, this one is hard to call because Druscilla was just added. She had no time to prepare. And, really, she's in this match to stop Valora to win. So, I forsee her taking out Valora, but neither will be able to take out Kronin. And yet, I don't see how Valora can lose. She was the reigning GLC. She won every time she defended the title, minus the time Kronin used the Ace in the Hole, and basically hit her from behind. Totally, not fair to really judge that.
Stephen Squires - Once again, John is stumped. We turn it to the ring as our Main Event is now.
[The scene fades.]
Kronin (c) vs. Valora vs. Druscilla
Writer: Tabi
Wayne Inkster - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be for the Great Lakes Championship! Introducing first, hailing from London, England and entering tonight’s contest at a height of 6’ and weighing in at 220lbs, she is a member of the Daughters of Darkness...she is the Dark Countess DRUSCILLAAAA!!!!!!!
Jack Gene – Druscilla is really taking a chance by accepting Sault St. Marie’s offer of working together, Sault St. Marie is not going to care about Druscilla’s friendship’s, he will use her as a weapon against anyone he can and that includes Hecate, who right now seems to be a huge thorn in Sault St. Marie’s side.
Bill Hughes – Although Hecate is the only member of the Daughters of Darkness that Sault St. Marie is not happy with, I wouldn’t put it past him to try to use Druscilla, turn her into his puppet and use her to take out the rest of the Daughters of Darkness to prove she is his. Just how well that would go over, I don’t know because you really don’t find a tighter knit group than the Daughters of Darkness.
[The arena darkens a bit. After a few moments, 'Meaning of Life' by Disturbed begins to play. The lights slowly grow to a dim lighting As soon as the light comes on a bit and Valora is seen walking out from the back, a jacket and hoodie colored black and with the green WMW logo on the back along with an image of the Mexican flag worn over her in ring attire, the hood pulled over her head as she walks out, pausing for a moment before removing the hood and then hopping forward a bit thrusting her chest forward a bit as her arms come out straight from her shoulders as she faces the ring, with the hoodie off and the jacket open, we can see that Valora is wearing a bandanna with the WMW logo, a plain black shirt with the Punisher skull colored the same colors as the Mexican Flag, baggy black torn denim cargo shorts and steel toed combat boots. Meanwhile, on the videotron, a clean blue Bandanna is shown with a gunshot ringing out and blood slowly forming on the bandanna as the name Valora appears and a quick cut shot of Valora laughing and smiling is shown. The video then moves to show some of her extreme moments in the ring from past matches, every few shots cutting back to Valora grinning sadistically and/or laughing.]
Wayne Inkster - The second participant of the match, hailing from South Central LA, CA and entering tonight’s contest at a height of 5’9” and weighing 165lbs, she is a member of That Damn Awesome!...the Queen of Extreme VALORAAA!!!!!
[Valora then then makes her way to the ring, walking about halfway down to the ring before running towards the ring, sliding into the ring and coming to her feet, repeating her entrance way pose for the crowd before climbing up onto a turnbuckle and thrusting her fist into the air over her head, before doing a backflip off the turnbuckle and landing in the ring, looking over to her opponent as she stands on her toes, taking off her jacket and hoodie combo and getting ready for her upcoming match.]
Jack Gene – Valora and Druscilla exchanging hate filled glares as they await the start of the match. There is no love loss between those two at all, and that will most definitely come into play during this match.
Bill Hughes - Valora wasn’t happy at all when she heard Druscilla joined with Sault St. Marie to get added to the match, but there is still going to be a third person out in the ring with them as well. If Druscilla and Valora get too focused on each other, they could end up costing themselves the Great Lakes Championship.
Jack Gene - Add into that the fact that Valora has already fought in one match tonight, although that was a tag team match, she’s can’t be at 100%
['Sonne' by the Rammstein plays over the PA and a blast of pyro goes off, and the crowd erupts into cheers as Kronin rise from the middle of the entryway. Lilly wears the armor of a Valkyrie and Kronin is on a knee in front of her, staring at the floor. Lilly stands up and places a hand on Kronin's shoulder and points towards the ring. Kronin stands and hops up into the air, driving his fist into the ground as a huge explosion of pyro goes off behind him and he makes his way down to the ring, looking around the arena as he makes his way to the ring.]
Wayne Inkster - And the final participant in this match, hailing from Berlin, Germany and entering tonight’s contest at a height of 6’6” and weighing 270lbs, he is the current Great Lakes Champion....the Master of Rock and Shock KRONINNN!!!
[Kronin climbs into the ring and jumps up onto the ring apron. He paces back and forth on the apron before hopping over the ropes and raising his fist in the air and catches his guitar from Lilly playing along with his entrance song.]
Jack Gene – Kronin is also in his second match of the night, just how much do either Kronin or Valora have left after the Midwest Tag match ealier tonight?
Bill Hughes – I don’t know about Crumpet here, but I am sure Valora still has plenty left in the tank, we’ve seen her pull this kind of duty many times before. Look for Valora to get herself pumped and take it both Crumpet and Druscilla
Jack Gene - Kronin will have the size advantage over both his opponents but Druscilla will be a close match for him strength wise while Valora will be the fastest of the three. Three very different styles here tonight in the ring with three competitors who know each other rather well.
[Suddenly the STO theme song plays through out the arena as Sault St. Marie slowly walks out of the back, adjusting his high dollar three piece suit.]
Jack Gene - Sault St. Marie? What is he doing out here?
Bill Hughes - He’s been listening to all the crap you’ve been saying about him Jack, now if Sault St. Marie actually comes over to help announce we would have the best announce team ever.
Jack Gene - Heaven help me if that’s the case.
[Sault St. Marie pulls out a microphone from his suit jacket and looks at the three wrestlers in the ring a moment before lifting the microphone to his lips as the STO Theme fades out.]
Sault St. Marie - After watching the matches all night long and thinking things over, I realized that a match as important as this one where the Great Lakes Championship is to be decided needs more than just a normal three way dance. Since I am the General Manager of WMW, I’ve decided that this match will now be a...
[Sault St. Marie pauses and lets the anticipation build a bit.]
Sault St. Marie - Falls count anywhere match!
Jack Gene - What a huge change of events, a falls count anywhere match brings a whole new level of strategy to a match like this.
Bill Hughes - See that’s why Sault St. Marie is the General Manager of WMW, Valora or Hecate wouldn’t have the balls to make a change like this right before the start of the match, what an awesome move by Sault St. Marie.
[Valora narrows her eyes, glaring hatefully at Sault St. Marie while Druscilla has a confident smirk on her face, Kronin just rolls his eyes and shakes his head at Sault St. Mariee. When the announcement is made, all three wrestlers look stunned for a moment before Kronin sighs and then proceeds to crack his knuckles and his neck, shifting his attention back to his two opponents. For their parts, Druscilla quickly gets that confident smirk back on her face while Valora lets that hateful expression turn into one of wicked sadistic glee. Sault St. Marie remains at the top of the ramp a moment longer before nodding to himself and heading back out of the arena area.]
Jack Gene - Referee John Law is calling for the bell, this match is about to get under way.
(Ring, ring, ring)
[Kronin, Druscilla and Valora spread out in a rough triangle in the ring, none of them taking their eyes off the others. Druscilla smirks, looking at Valora and then at Kronin before looking back to Valora and giving a slight nod of her head towards Kronin, who narrows his eyes and looks ready to take them both on at the same time.]
Jack Gene - Looks like Druscilla wants to put her animosity of Valora aside long enough for the two of them to take out Kronin together and Kronin looks ready for both of them.
Bill Hughes - You have to form temporary alliances in a match like this to take out the other person, the match becomes much more manageable with just two people as opposed to three.
[Valora hesitates a moment, giving Druscilla a long look before letting her trademark sadistic grin form on hre face again as she turns towards Kronin. The current and former Great Lakes Champions Valora and Kronin go to hook up, but Druscilla charges across the ring and takes Valora’s head off with a big boot, then gives Kronin a shrug along with her Noble smirk.]
Jack Gene - Druscilla suckered Valora in there, using Valora’s greater hatred of Kronin than herself and set Valora up for that big boot that Valora never saw coming.
Bill Hughes - Druscilla showing early why she will be one of the best Great Lakes champions ever, she’s thinking two and three steps ahead of her opponents at all times.
Jack Gene - Druscilla has Valora back up, sends the Latina into the ropes, Druscilla looking to end this one quick as she goes for a Black Hole Slam but Valora recovered enough to spot what Druscilla was doing and slides underneath Druscilla attempted grab with a baseball slide. That leaves Druscilla wide open for Kronin to catch the Brit with several hard clubbing blows to her back.
[Kronin delivers a final clubbing blow that sends Druscilla staggering to the ropes one hand reaching back to grab at the abused area of flesh while Kronin turns around and catches Valora as she comes off the ropes and takes her down with a clothesline. Valora quickly pops back up and dives into a forward roll that takes her under Kronin’s swing, extending out of the roll and jumping off of Druscilla’s thigh to spring up and connect with a jumping Enziguri to the back of Druscilla’s head.]
Jack Gene - Valora using her quickness there, and showing off a bit of the resiliency she is known for after that huge clothesline from Kronin. And Druscilla is reeling from that Enziguri, ending up face first on the mat after that wicked shot.
Bill Hughes - None of these three would be in this match if they were not damn good at it and at the top of their game, expect the back and forth action to keep up for awhile until either someone makes a mistake or something else comes into play.
Jack Gene - Valora spins around on one knee, hopping up and catching Kronin as he tries to hit her from behind, instead it’s Valora delivering a jawbreaker to Kronin, dazing the champion long enough for her to deliver a similar jumping Enziguri to the Great Lakes Champion, taking Kronin down to the mat as well, the impact resounding around the arena.
[Valora spots Druscilla getting up to hands and knees, moving over and using the middle drop to spring off of and drives her knee and shin into the back of Druscilla’s head and drives the Brit back down into the mat with a loud impact. Not taking any chances, Valora moves over and times it just right, waiting for Kronin to start to move before delivering a repeat of the knee to the back of Kronin’s head. With another one of her sadistic grins, Valora drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope and out to the arena floor.]
Jack Gene - Not one to leave the Great Lakes Champion feeling left out, Valora gave him the exact same thing Druscilla received, driving them both hard into the mat and for the moment getting the advantage, but why did she go outside the ring instead of pressing that advantage?
Bill Hughes - I’m actually rather torn on who the pick this match; Valora the spicy Latina firecracker or Druscilla, the elegant regal lady of the night. But if Valora is going outside the ring now, it can’t be good for either Druscilla or Crumpet.
Jack Gene - Valora is searching under the ring for something, wait looks like she found what she was looknig for...Dear God! it’s one of the weapon bins that was stashed under the ring after the earlier Blood Factory match. She’s got herself a kendo stick from the bin and is giving it a few test swings.
Bill Hughes - And in a “Falls Count Anywhere” match, it’s all legal, this is a no DQ, no countout match, all the ref is there to do is count the pinfall when and where it happens.
[After another swing or two, Valora rolls back into the ring, her face sporting a huge grin as she winds up several times and cracks the kendo stick across Druscilla’s back, making the Brit arch and contrort in pain, then Valora spins around, the kendo stick gaining momentum as she does and cracks it across Kronin’s back making him contort in pain as well. Another big wind up and the kendo stick comes crashing down over Kronin’s head, sending the champion staggering back a few paces.]
Jack Gene - Valora going to town on both Kronin and Druscilla with that kendo stick, laying into both of them with shot after shot. She has them both a bit dazed and in pain from the expressions on their faces.
Bill Hughes - Those kendo sticks can take the skin off your body and will leave some nasty welts not to mention the pain of actually getting hit by one.
Jack Gene - Valora has turned her attention back to Druscilla mainly for the moment, and she is giving Druscilla shot after wicked shot to the head with that kendo stick.
(The crowd starts counting along with the shots...”ONE”...TWO”...”THREE”...”FOUR”...”FIVE”!)
[Druscilla stumbles back, hitting the corner and literally sliding down unto she thumps on the mat and just sits there, a trickle of blood rolling down between her eyes and off the side of her nose. Still smirking evily, Valora spins around and brings the kendo stick down on top of Kronin’s skull, leaving the larger man wobbly before hauling back and driving the butt end of the kendo stick hard into his solar plexus, causing Kronin to bend over with the force of the blow. Valora bounces off the ropes and catches Kronin with a swinging neckbreaker, only placing the kendo stick across his throat as she does, the hard impact of the landing slamming the stick into his throat.]
Jack Gene - Good Lord! Valora could have done some serious damage to Kronin there, and she’s aready busted Druscilla open and it looks like Kronin wasn’t spared that fate either. Valora has drawn first blood in the match and in the process totally demolished a kendo stick.
Bill Hughes - Valora must have realized earlier that there was no way the crews could get everything removed from the Blood Factory match earlier in time to keep the show on schedule and running smoothly, great way to think ahead and I bet the weapons were the surprises she had in store for Kronin and Druscilla.
Jack Gene - Perhaps, but there was no way she could have known Sault St. Marie was going to make it a “Falls Count Anywhere” match, she must have been planning on finding a way to use them without getting caught. Valora is back outside the ring, Lily gets a bit to close and ...
Valora - (Gives Lily a wicked glare, threatening her with the kendo stick) Get in my way and I’ll spank that cute ass the way you’ve been wanting Kronin to spank it.
Bill Hughes - Hey! Don’t just talk about it...DO IT!
[Valora tosses the busted kendo stick away after Lily retreats to the other side of the ring and digs through the weapon bin again, this time she pulls out a baseball bat and grins as she rolls back into the ring again. Getting to her feet, the Latina spitfire spots Druscilla pulling herself up by the ropes and cuts the Brit off with a jabbing blow to the side of Druscilla’s head, causing the goth to slide back down to the mat once more. Valora follows it up by charging the corner, jumping onto the middle turnbuckling and using that to spring off into a back flip, extending her legs as she comes around and drives them into Druscilla’s helpless chest, and finishes off with another blast from the bat against the downed Druscilla for good measure.]
Jack Gene - Valora has totally turned this match in her favor by dipping back to her hardcore roots, neither Kronin or Druscilla have gotten much in the way of offense these last few minutes.
Bill Hughes - She said she would get back what was hers, and it appears she will do whatever it takes to walk out of here the Great Lakes Champion.
Jack Gene - Valora has turned her attenion to Kronin now, stalking the current Great Lakes champion as he gets back to his feet and takes him down with a nasty looking chop block using the bat to the back of his knee. Kronin back up to one knee, Valora is ready for him and delivers a shot to the head with the bat and follows up with a second shot that sends Kronin face first into the mat.
[Valora moves to slip out of the ring, taking a moment to bash Druscilla with the bat to make sure she stays down before exiting the ring and walking to the time keepers table where she grabs a microphone. Valora slides into the ring with the mic and paces around her victims and pauses a moment playing to the crowd before taking the bat and slamming it into Kronin’s back, looking down at him.]
Valora - You wanna play, mother [bleep]er? How you like this [bleep] now?! You want MY Belt?!
[Valora ends the rant with another blow from the baseball bat and turns to the crowd.]
Valora - How many... How many [bleep]ing gringos I gotta cripple for people to get the [bleep]ing message? What the [bleep] you see in this German piece of-
[Valora cuts herself off as she stomps on Kronin. Druscilla fights to her feet and Valora cuts her off slamming the bat into her ribs and then takes a baseball swing, nailing Druscilla in the ribs.]
Valora - And you, you big dumb, British bitch! You wanna butt into [bleep]? You wanna take MY belt!?
[Valora walks around the ring and looks to the crowd, which actually boos a bit. Valora is unphased as she looks at them.]
Valora - Yes... I’m a bitch! I know this! More then that, I’m one [bleep]ing PISSED off Bitch! I TOLD you [bleep]ers I was coming to play for keeps! I told you I was gonna go balls out and [bleep] people’s [bleep] up! And now... now you’re both gonna bleed for me!!!
[Valora ends her impromptu promo by slamming the mic into Kronin’s forehead and face and screaming at him. “Come On! Show me you want the Belt! Quit [bleep]ing around!! Val turns away from Kronin, only to get hit with big spear from Druscilla, the Brit going for the first cover, but Valora kicks out at two. Druscilla sends Valora into the ropes, tries for another Black Hole Slam, but Valora reverses it and actually turns it into a tornado DDT.]
Jack Gene - This has just been a brutal last few minutes by Valora, she’s had her way pretty much with both Druscilla and Kronin and doesn’t look like she’s going to stop, a high impact move from Druscilla but Valora shuts her right back down with that DDT.
Bill Hughes - Valora has gotten in her zone and that can only mean trouble for both Druscilla and Kronin, this could turn out to be a very long night for the two of them.
Jack Gene - Valora checking and nodding as she sees Kronin is still down, she uses the corner to hop up to the top rope and comes off with an Asai Moonsault but Druscilla catches Valora on the way down, Druscilla with a shoulder breaker but she doesn’t let go of Valora, lifting her up and placing the former Great Lakes champion on her shoulders and Broken on the Rack!!
[Druscilla checks on Kronin briefly shows signs of life but not much, Druscilla pulls Valora to her feet and sends Valora into the ropes, catching Valora, lifting the former champion up into the air as she twists around violently and drops Valora neck first onto the top rope, leaving Valora writhing on the mat. Valora makes her way slowly to her feet, stumbling backwards a few steps and turns around just in time to get leveled with a Clothesline from Hell by Druscilla, the Queen of Extreme doing a full 360 in the air before crashing into the mat. Druscilla lets her arrogant smirk cross her lips as she walks towards the side of the ring, pausing to kick Kronin in the head.]
Jack Gene - Druscilla has turned this around on Valora after Valora’s high risk move didn’t work. Just shows you the level these three are at, you can never count any of them out at any time.
Bill Hughes - Druscilla just about took Valora’s head off with that clothesline as well, Valora might have just pissed the big Brit off more than anything with her actions previously.
Jack Gene - Druscilla outside the ring now and she’s pulling something from the bin as well, looks like a field hockey stick? Yes she has gotten a hold of a field hockey stick and she’s climbing back into the ring, in her normal methodical pace. Valora is up in the ring and tries to cut Druscilla off before the Brit can get back into the ring but Druscilla drives the field hockey stick into Valora’s midsection stopping Valora in her tracks.
[Druscilla follows up with a shot to Valora’s head with the field hockey stick, sending Valora stumbling across the ring as Druscilla climbs between the ropes. The goth Brit continuing her assault by bringing the field hockey stick down across Valora’s back, then moves and delivers a blow to Kronin’s back as well. Druscilla smirks again, standing over Valora before dropping to one knee and pulling Valora’s arms behind her, weaving the field hockey stick between Valora’s arms and back. Dragging Valora away from the ropes, Druscilla grins and drops down all the way, locking in the Noble Judgement on Valora, pulling back harshly on Valora’s head and neck, bringing a cry of pain from Valora. Druscilla snarls something into Valora’s ear, one hand ripping at the cut on Valora’s head making the cut bleed even more.]
Jack Gene - Druscilla has taken it up a notch to be sure, she’s showing just how vicious she can be as well, ripping and tearing at her flesh and that position, the stick...Valora has to be in extreme pain.
Bill Hughes - Everyone knows Druscilla has a mean wicked side to her and Valora has awoken it with a vengence that is for sure, Druscilla is trying to inflict as much damage as she can to Valora.
Jack Gene - Kronin is finally starting to stir, Druscilla spots him and she rises to her feet, pulling Valora up with her and lifting her up by in the air. NO! She can’t be thinking of doining it. OH!MY!GOD! Druscilla just sent Valora out to the floor with a modifited version of her Dark Endings!
[Druscilla peers over the ring ropes to see Valora barely moving on the outside, the toss sending up sending the Queen of Extreme past the protective mats on the outside. Kronin is back up and before Druscilla can spot him, the Great Lakes champion delivers a drop kick to Druscilla’s back that sends her over the top rope and after bouncing her back off the corner of the ring, Druscilla ends up sprawled next to Valora on the ground. Kronin, his face bloody, looks down at the two women and runs to the opposite ropes, bouncing off them and runs across the ring, jumping over the top rope and connecting with a suicide dive onto both Druscilla and Valora.]
Jack Gene - The match has spilled to outside the ring and I am not sure it will ever get back inside the ring at this rate. Kronin with a suicide drive, the champ is pulling out all the stops as well, bringing new things to his game to keep his challengers on their toes and off their game.
Bill Hughes - It was only a matter of time, although I expected Valora to be the one to take this outside the ring, Crumpet doing it surprises me as that move gives his opponents the advantage. Of course, if I was in his shoes I would have bashed Druscilla’s head in with the bat instead of just drop kicking her over the top.
Jack Gene - Kronin and Druscilla are back up to their feet, the two trading blows back and forth on the entry ramp, moving slowly up the ramp. And Valora has worked herself back to her feet, she just charged Kronin from behind and jumps into the air, delivering a flying forearm to the back of Kronin’s head.
[Kronin stumbles turning and side-stepping as Valora goes to follow up, turning Valora’s charge into a guided spear into Druscilla’s midsection, sending both women stumbling up further up the ramp. Moments later, Druscilla and Valora renew their hatred of each other, breaking down into a brawl that works it way up the ramp, each woman trading punches and heavy blows to each other until they reach the top of the entry ramp. Kronin stands back, watching and taking the time to catch his breath before following the two women up the ramp. At the top of the ramp, Valora catches Druscilla with knee to the midsection, then connects with a Pele kick that staggers Druscilla back a few feet.]
Jack Gene - All three of the fighters are at the top of the entry ramp, which could spell trouble if any of them fall or are pushed off the side, that is a big drop to the floor below.
Bill Hughes - Trust me, that is on all their minds as well and they will look for a way to use that to their advantage, I’m expecting someone will go for a dive off the top of the ramp.
Jack Gene - Kronin intercepts Valora before she could follow up on Druscilla, catching the former champ with a surprise manible claw and turns it into his claw slam, driving her down into the metal of the entry ramp and he’s not letting go. Referee John Law goes to count the pin...1...2...Valora gets her shoulder up but the claw has to be wearing on her.
[Druscilla gets back to her feet and breaks up the Mandible Claw, sending Kronin sprawling with a Knee Trembler out of no where. Kronin shakes his head and surges forward off his knees, catching Druscilla and driving her down into a spinning belly to belly suplex, making the goth Brit cry out as she arches off the metal ramp. Kronin growls out as he pulls Druscilla to her feet and setting her up with a boot to the midsection and lifting Druscilla over his head and drives her down back first into the metal ramp with a power bomb. Kronin goes for another pin, referee John Law dropping down into position...1...2...Valora breaks up the pin with a dive.]
Jack Gene - No sign of these three having any intention of taking this match anywhere else as the all three are now trying to end the match with some hard hitting moves but so far no one has managed to put someone away enough to get the pin.
Bill Hughes - Exactly, in this kind of match, someone needs to be taken out of the picture long enough to make it a one on one match so the pin can be reached, all three look like they are winded and realize it’s time to end this match.
Jack Gene - Kronin back up to his feet after Valora broke up his pin attempt and Valora just with a discus punch to Kronin who goes down like a sack of potatoes. What a punch, Valora just showed the brass knuckles she slipped on, Kronin may not even know what state he’s in after that punch and now Valora turns her attention to Druscilla, delivering a Five-Knuckle Shuffle to the downed Brit, complete with the brass knuckles. Both of them might be out, this could be Valora’s chance to claim the victory.
[Valora looks at Kronin, then turns and starts to climb the frame that surrounds the entryway, climbing all the way to the top and lining Druscilla up, smirking as she raises her hand in the air before turning around and jumping off the top of the frame, nearly 20 ft in the air and crashes down onto Druscilla with an Aztec Moonsault, but the Queen of Extreme hits to hard she bounces herself off and has to catch her own breath after the impact. Finally, Valora is able to crawl over and cover Druscilla...1...2...]
Jack Gene - GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY!! Valora with an Aztec Moonsault off the top of the framework around the entryway, this has to be it.
Bill Hughes - We have a new Great Lakes Champion, wait Druscilla kicked out and she actually just sat up with Valora in her arms.
Jack Gene - Druscilla just drove Valora’s head into the metal ramp, now she’s got the Queen of Extreme up and Dark Sacrifice on the ramp! Kronin is back up though and he breaks it up before Druscilla can do anything else, sending the goth Brit head first into the wall.
[Valora fights her way back to her feet slowly, shaking her head and trying to gather her wits but Kronin doesn’t allow her a chance, connecting with a running Enziguri to the back of Valora’s head, sending the Queen of Extreme staggering forward and after a moment of trying to stop herself, Valora looses her balance and falls to the floor 10 ft or so below and landing hard. Kronin nods his head, turning back and catching a wicked left hook from Druscilla but Kronin blasts back with a massive right fist of his own then follow up with a big boot that sends Druscilla stumbling a few steps backwards. Kronin makes the motion of a massive air guitar chord strum before connecting with a discus clothesline on Druscilla. Pulling the goth Brit back to her feet, Kronin hooks her up for a vertical suplex, lifting Druscilla high in the air and holding her there a few moments before letting her fall toward, turning the suplex into the Metal Meltdown.]
Jack Gene - Kronin just connected with the Metal Meltdown on Druscilla, he’s got the cover...1....2....3!!!
Wayne Inkster - And the winner of the match by pinfall and still the Great Lakes Champion...KRONIN!!!
Bill Hughes - I don’t believe it! Crumpet somehow actually managed to luck his way into retaining the belt? What a travesty!
[Medical staff quickly comes out and checks on all three competitors as John Law hands Kronin the Great Lakes Belt, Lily joining him at the top of the ramp, Kronin lifting the belt high above his head as Tera and Amariie come out of the back to check on Druscilla, escorting the Brit to the back as soon as she can move. Valora is helped to the back by medical and trainer staff.]
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