Riot Act 5/5/2023
Combat Presents: Riot Act!
The pyro explodes at the entrance ramp as the camera pans around the sold out arena before settling ringside with Alex Higgins and Arthur B. Glass. The pause a few seconds as the fans chant
“F N C, F N C,”
You can see large smiles across their faces before Alex finally speaks.
Higgins: As you can hear our fans, it IS time for FRIDAY NIGHT COMBAT and tonight is Riot Act which will be a major night for Combat as not only do we have a fantastic Card lined up for you tonight but we also have a Major Announcement from General Manager Kalvin Dayspring!
Glass: Top all that off with our EPIC main event tonight as two brothers look to squash a life long rivalry in the ring tonight with not just our FNC Global Championship but also the ECE World title on the line! Brother vs Brother, Winner Take All this is decades in the making and it promises to end it all TONIGHT!
Higgins: That’s right and our boys in the back have made a bit of a video tribute for that match so let’s give it a go!
As the video wraps up we rejoin the live arena but this time the camera is center ring as we can hear Higgins and Glass.
Glass: Now that is a main event that promises to bring the house down, and it was made official earlier today these two will clash not just in a regular match but a HELL IN A CELL!
Higgins: Oh I can’t wait! Thankfully though we have a few hours of incredible matches to watch while we wait, the first of which looks to be fun as uh… Florida Man? Finally made it to the show on time tonight and is set to make his in ring debut against FNC Vet El Landerson!!
Florida Man vs El Landerson
As the ring announcer Charity Langston enters the ring the fans go crazy, she gives a bit of a smile before starting the show.
Charity: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to RIOT ACT!!
The fans erupt in cheers as she addresses them.
Charity: It is time for our opening bout, a standard match scheduled for ONE FALL! First coming to the ring the one and only FLORIDA MAN!!!
“Bad Boys,” by Inner Circle blast over the PA as the fans give off an odd Pop for the newcomer. He makes his way down to the ring giving a few high gives before entering.
Charity: His opponent, the LIVING LEGEND, EL LANDERSON!!!
When Booyka 619 hit’s he walks out on stage and kneels down on one knee and prays. He gets up and points to the Fans in Pyro fireworks burst open and switch to the other side of the stage in does the same thing in after he was done he slowly walks down the ramp in slaps some little kids high fives and he stops and stares at the kid in hands him his Luchdor Mask to him and heads straight towards the ring and hops on the turnbuckle and pose both fingers in mid air and walks to the other side turnbuckle in does the same thing mid finger in the air in he gets down waiting for the match to start.
***Ding, Ding***
As the match is officially underway Landerson extends his hand and the two shake hands. After that they back up and circle a few moments before they lock up, once locked up Landerson quickly gets the upper hand and moves into a hammer lock. From there he pushes Florida man forward and into the ropes as Florida bounces back he is met by a gorgeous drop kick from Landerson sending him down to the mat hard. Landreson then bounces from the ropes himself hitting a flipping senton onto the downed rookie before he quickly goes for a pin.
.. Kick out!
Higgins: Landerson looks to put the rookie away with a quick pin attempt!
Glass: That Drop Kick was a Welcome to Combat moment you can see it dazed him pretty good, this is a moment that will tell you if Florida Man can get over this quick barrage and be ready for the big time!
Landerson stands up and waits for Florida Man to get to his feet, as he does Landerson rushes him from behind hitting a running bull dog on him. The fans let out a big cheer as Landerson points to the sky and moves to the ring apron stalking Florida Man. As the dazed Florida gets up Landerson once again is ready and hits a springboard sitout facebuster driving him head first into the mat. With that he begins to clap his hands to get the crowd into it as he climbs the top rope and gives a little shimmy.
HIggins: Looks like Landerson looks to end this with his signature Frog Splash!
Glass: Well maybe FloridaMan can get out of the parking lot without getting arrested at least.
As Landrson leaps off the top rope hitting a perfect frog splash it is just a little too late, Florida Man rolls out of the way and out of the ring causing Landerson to hit hard into the mat. Outside the ring Florida man gathers himself a bit as he takes a breather. He then slides in under the rope and sends a few hard stomps into the downed veteran. Florida Man then picks him up and kicks him in the gut, he bounces off the ropes to get a running start as he tries to hit his signature ‘Florida Destroyer’ (canadian destroyer) however Landreson is able to stop the momentum and turn it around hitting a Alabama Slam on him reversing the move. He goes for a quick cover afterwards.
..1,
.. Kick Out!
Higgins: We saw some life from Florida Man but it didn’t last long, still he is showing a lot of grit as he continues to hang in there!
Glass: Landerson is really showing this kid what it’s like to be in Combat.
Landerson doesn’t hesitate as he drags up Florida after him and Irish whips him hard into the corner. Landrson dashes forward and hits a flying clothesline on him in the corner. He then sends a series of shoulders into the gut of Florida Man before lifting him on the top rope, the fans go crazy as he signals he is going up with him. Florida man however still has some life in him and begins to fight back, sending a few punches into the head of landerson causing him to drop back down to the mat. Florida Man then sends a stiff kick to the head of Landerson dazing him for a few second
Glass: Florida Man has some gas left in the tank after all!!
While Landreson is dazed Florida man leaps off the top rope hitting “Sunshine Special” on landerson following through and hooking the legs as he does the ref i s quickly in position to count.
..1,
..2,
..3!!!
***Ding, Ding***
Charity: And the winner by pinfall Florida Man!!!!
Higgins; HE DID IT?! Oh My god Florida Man just pulled off an upset!
Glass: I can’t believe he managed to do that! What a great match, and an incredibly lucky ending for Florida Man!
Not Worried
(featuring Xavier Lux)
We cut to the backstage area where Ally Anderson is standing by with Xavier Lux, who is decked in his wrestling gear, wearing a CCPE T-shirt, looking ready to go for his match tonight.
Ally Anderson: Fans I am here with “Venom” Xavier Lux, who is about to have a first blood match against Jack Tyde. Xavier, this is your first Super Show with IIW, how are you feeling about it?
Xavier Lux: Well I must be honest with you, I would be feeling a lot better if we didn’t have to have the match in this piece of crap arena in this shitty city of Atlanta, Georgia…
The crowd boos.
Xavier Lux: Boo all you want; you know I’m right. How old is this damn building? Over 50 years old? Geez, blow it up already.
Asshole chants breakout in the crowd.
Xavier Lux: uh huh, right back at you. Look Ally, how I am feeling is perfectly fine… It may be my first ‘big match’ here in IIW, but it is not my first rodeo as that fake ass cowboy Tex Attwater would say… I’ve been in bigger, and tougher spots than this, this First Blood Match has nothing on me; I am more than ready for it.
Ally: Well that’s good to hear, but after what happened at the last Friday Night Combat, aren’t you worried that The Nightmare Court may get involved again?
Xavier Lux: No I am not worried, and I’m going to tell you why…. Because if they decide to come down and get involved, it will prove to the rest of the world what I already know… That they have no faith in one of their own beating me one-on-one. Anyone can beat up someone six-on-one, it doesn’t take a man but multiple cowards…. But when it comes to singles wrestling, there are very few that can say they are better than Xavier Lux, and so far nobody in Combat can say that… and Jack Tyde is most definitely not the one… But make no mistake about it Ally, I am prepared for the Nightmare Court tonight… If they want to come, let them come, I have something for their asses.
Ally: Care to speculate?
Xavier Lux: Nah, you are just going to have to wait and see like everyone else.
Ally: Well, there you have it fellas, Xavier Lux is ready to draw first blood tonight!
Xavier Lux: You damn right!
Ally: Back to you at ringside.
Chloe Morrison vs Melissa Thornton
The opening to “Whisper” begins to play over the PA system, as the IIWTron begins to show a winter type of setting, within what appears to be an empty and isolated tundra. The sound of snow whirling through the air is heard as it occurs on the screen, before changing to reveal a singular person standing alone. Dressed in a white and Lavender vest, white wrestling tights and black boots. Just as Chloe appears atop the stage, wearing the same attire, alongside a pair of sunglasses. Bowing her head, she curls her hands into a fist and slaps her chest thrice before raising her head as soon as the lyrics commence and slowly pulling her sunglasses off. Placing them into her vest’s pocket.
Walking down the ramp, she smiles, focused on the ring/her opponent (depending on if she comes out first or 2nd), as the Tron showcases some of her highlights from her career. At the top of the ramp, she drops down to her knees, extending her arms out to embrace the adulation of the crowd before taking off her vest, revealing that she is wearing a white/lavender sports bra. Handing the vest to a ring crew member, she slides into the ring where she does a forward roll into the arms extended pose, this time on one knee. Standing once more, she walks over to the turnbuckle, jumping atop it and scanning through the crowd before jumping down and preparing for the match as the music ends.
Melissa walks down to the ring, her theme song playing while she does so.
DING DINH DING
Melissa and Chloe look into one another’s eyes, the latter extending her right arm outward, holding it at shoulder level. Her eyes narrowing, Melissa shoots a thrust kick into Chloe’s right calf as a response, causing the woman to stagger slightly before two more thrust kicks come her way, this time connecting with her ribs and causing her to grit her teeth in pain as she falls to one knee, leaving herself open for Melissa to wrap her right arm around her head and fall backwards, driving her head into the mat with a DDT.
Higgins: Melissa wasting no time going on the offensive against the bigger and stronger opponent. Smart strategy as she knows she might have to end this early to have any chance of victory.
Glass: I don’t disagree, but I wouldn’t underestimate Melissa’s power either. Those fitness instructors are tough.
Higgins: They are, but look at Chloe. She is all power.
Standing up immediately, Melissa follows up by toe kicking Chloe in the ribcage while she is on all fours, knocking her back down to the mat in a prone position on the mat as she bends over, grabbing the right wrist of Chloe and lifting her up, though she leaves herself open for a forearm strike to the left temple as she does so, causing her to stagger and release her grip. Taking two brisk steps forward, Chloe lifts her right foot to knock Melissa down to the mat with a big boot before dropping a knee on her when she falls supine onto the mat. Smiling, she delivers another knee drop to the sternum before yanking Melissa to her feet by the left wrist, wrapping her into a bear hug before twisting her hips and flipping her over for a side belly-to-belly suplex, much to the delight of the crowd in attendance.
Higgins: Just like that, it’s now Chloe in control. What did I tell you about the power game? She’s throwing Melissa around like she’s nothing right now. A paperweight.
Glass: I wouldn’t count my chickens before they hatch if I was you or Chloe. She might be on top now, but we know wrestling momentum can change in an instant.
Placing her palms on the mat, she pushes herself upward, acknowledging the crowd’s reception with a smile before turning back to face a slowly rising Melissa, attempting to send her back down to the mat, only for Melissa to notice her charging in her direction, side stepping then connecting with a rapid palm strike to the solar plexus, causing Chloe to double over and leaving her open to the toe kick/thrust kick combination that first causes her to return to a standing position, then drops her to the mat, grasping at her chest as she struggles to breathe.
Glass: Just like that. Now Melissa’s the one back on top.
Higgins: Her strikes look brutal. I wouldn’t want to be the one on the receiving end of them. I’ll give you that. They can turn the tide in an instant.
Not wanting to give her an inch of freedom, Melissa hoists her to her feet by her right wrist, releasing and spinning before balling her right hand into a fist and nailing Morrison across the jaw, before striking with a vicious roundhouse kick to cause the latter’s eyes to almost roll back into her head as she crumples downward onto the mat. Grabbing her nearest arm, the left, Melissa locks in an armbar, pulling back as Chloe is still feeling the effects from the kick, but Melissa releases the hold after about ten seconds, having used it to determine how Chloe would react, electing to instead lift her up by the same wrist and pull her in for an elbow strike to the temple. Nor releasing the wrist, she connects with three more to the temple in succession, Chloe’s head rocking from side to side with each one before nailing a sole kick and back kick combination to force her opponent to the mat once more. This time, she rolls her over for the pin.
Higgins: Could this be it? Could Melissa take the ring right here?
ONE…TWO…
Chloe manages to raise her right shoulder up right as the referee’s hand connects with the mat for the count of two, causing Melissa to glance downward in disappointment as she rises, the fans cheering on both competitors in an equal measure.
Glass: No. Chloe’s tougher than that. The crowd are loving this though.
Higgins: Why wouldn’t they be? Two top level competitors going head to head. What isn’t there to love?
Glass: You’re right on the money there.
They both make their way back to a vertical base, Melissa a little quicker to do so than Chloe, but it is the latter who is able to strike faster, managing to grab Melissa in a muay thai clinch and use it as leverage in order to deliver a trio of well placed knees. One to the solar plexus and the other two to the sternum before wrapping her arms around her waist and hoisting her up into the air, then back down with a gutwrench suplex, taking the wind out of Thornton’s sails, even if she herself is breathing heavily. This time, Morrison is the first one to her feet and calmly wanders over to the still rising Melissa, ducking down so that she can get her head under her armpit and her arms in position around the waist of the older woman, pulling herself upward and using the momentum to execute a northern lights suplex.
Higgins: Chloe is so fluid when she’s in her zone. That northern lights suplex is a thing of beauty. I’d posit that there are people in the back who can learn from it.
Glass: I’m sure they’d disagree with you.
Higgins: I don’t care if they do. They know I’m right.
Not releasing, she goes for a second, this time looking to connect with a northern lights bomb, but Melissa manages to wiggle free from her grip, lifting her leg and connecting with a stiffer than usual thrust kick as soon as Chloe turns around. Just as she had earlier, she staggers but manages to maintain her balance, though all that achieves is enabling Melissa to take her down to the mat with a STO takedown. Melissa uses her hands to push herself up, but doesn’t let up on Chloe, delivering a barrage of five stomps to the head before obtaining control of both her wrists and looking to lift her into prime position for an uppercut elbow strike, though anticipating this, Chloe is able to get her forearms up to block, then surprise Melissa with a firm straight left hand in retaliation before spinning and connecting with a European uppercut that drops Thornton to the mat in prime position for the resultant cover.
Higgins: WHIRLING DELUXE. This could be it.
ONE… TWO… THRE
Glass: Could have been is one hundred percent correct. I thought that was it for sure there.
Melissa manages to use her legs in order to thrust her body upward and push Chloe off her, much to the chagrin of the latter, whose frustration is visible. Though that turns to her falling back first onto the mat the moment the two rise back to their feet, Melissa catching her with an axe kick immediately, then falling on top for the pin.
Higgins: HIGH VOLTAGE OUT OF NOWHERE!
Glass: Just like an electric shock. I’m not sure Chloe’s getting back up from this one.
ONE… TWO… THREE.
DING DING DING.
Langston: The winner of this match… MELISSA THORNTON!!!
La Muerta & The White Rabbit
(featuring Jasmine Raye)
The soft, melodic voices of children sing out as bright, haunting green eyes blink. The camera turns to reveal La Muerta. A deliciously seductive smile played at her visage.
La Muerta: You ready?
Jasmine stepped into the frame, holding the white rabbit mask. Her eyes burning bright as she seemed to follow the rhythm of the song with each step. The young woman stopped at a door as a black gloved hand reached out for it. The hand snatched the mask and pulled it back into the threshold. The door opened and the rabbit charged the camera.
The white Rabbit: Run..
The lights around the ringside area seemed to go out simultaneously. Incoherent images flashed over the tron as ‘white rabbit’ by Egypt central began to play.
‘Your magic.. white rabbit has left it’s writing on the wall. And we follow like Alice… And just keep diving down the hole!’
A single spot light landed on La Muerta as she sensually swayed her sculpted hips. A second landed on Jasmine Raye as she held a queen of hearts trading card over her left eye.
The attention was then brought to a shadowy figure center of them, a dim light from a lantern obscured their features. The trio formed a triangle with their stance. The Rabbit lifted the lantern and the two women bolted toward the squared circle. Both women slid into the ring followed by the White Rabbit. After receiving microphones, La Muerta began to speak.
La Muerta: IIW Universe… you knew we’d come. You had to have known that White Rabbit and I were going to come sooner rather than later. Our arrival was originally intended for later but once we saw that our Reina was correct in all she relayed to us about IIW… well what can we say? We just couldn’t get here fast enough. We couldn’t possibly miss out on all the revelry here. The delicious chaos, the titillating warfare, the endless sources of discord.. this is our kind of party. How rude of me. In all my jubilation I forgot to make a proper introduction to some and a reintroduction to others. I’m La Muerta. Some of you know me from my earlier days as Dark Seduction herself.
La Muerta flashed an eerily sexy smile at the camera and winked.
La Muerta: Heyyyyyy Libby…… remember me? I bet you do. For those not getting the dots I’m none other than the Venezuelan Bombshell herself Serai Leone. Now that my introduction is done. I’ll allow White Rabbit here to get his piece in.
She gave White Rabbit a knowing nod while Jasmine looked on silently.
The rabbit made their way much more slowly to the ring. Their gaze locked and the only hint at their identity was the blazing blue optics hidden within the shadows of the mask. The rabbit sat their lantern on the apron and slide into the ring.
The white rabbit: We… Have been waiting.. for, oh, so long. Feeding on the discontent.. the agony and negative emotions of the oppressed. We took it upon ourselves to teach La Reina de Corazon… First from a distance.. then up close.. finally in person. She has learned quickly.
The rabbit paused for a moment or two, their ears twitched in sporadic movements.
The white rabbit: This industry.. It is little more than a hodgepodge of haves and have nots. Of people who think to have it their way and not do the work to get to their goals. People who are little more than… Flawed potential.
The rabbit stopped and turned their attention to Jasmine.
The White Rabbit: As proud as we are… We must give you this reminder. You have tapped into your potential. But you cannot confuse potential with success as many of these others have.
Jasmine locked eyes with both of them, nodding solemnly. Her facial expression brooding and stoic.
Jasmine Raye: I will not make the same mistakes others have. I’m constantly watching and listening at all times. Don’t mistake my silence for absentmindedness or weakness. The moment you let your guard down is the moment I’ll strike..
The rabbit nodded lightly. Their eyes locked on Jasmine fully.
The white Rabbit: We are here to usher IIW into a new era. And..
They gave Serai a glance.
The White rabbit; Libby, was it? We look forward to… Introducing ourselves to you.
The statement was followed by loud laughter.
Serai playfully punched the Rabbit while laughing.
La Muerta: Be nice, Conejo. We can’t go into full terror mode just yet. We just got here! But consider this a warning shot… the locker rooms are officially on notice. You can’t say that you weren’t adequately prepared and warned when Destruction and Judgment come knocking on your doors.. but until then hasta la vista…
With those last haunting words, the trio vanished. When the smoke cleared, the only signs of their presence were two bouquets of black and purple lotuses and the Queen of Hearts card…
Shante Waverly vs Kyla Irvine
The opening of “Cannibal” begins to play as ambient pink and gold strobe lighting begins to flash around the arena, as a spotlight rolls on the stage, followed by the screen showing images of people having fun and some gymnastics. Cameras panning around, they stop on the stage as white strobe lights are splashed in with the pink and gold, making for a visual spectacular display, complemented by the flashing of cameras.
Rah!
As soon as the first word is heard, Kyla appears on the stage, taking her place in the middle of the spotlight, soaking in all the cameras flashing with a beaming smile, while dancing to the beat of the music and strobe lights.
Rah!
She then leans forward, placing her right hand in front of her pursed lips and blowing, before standing and beginning to saunter her way toward the ring.
I have a heart, I swear I do
But just not baby when it comes to you
I get so hungry when you say you love me
(Hush!) If you know what’s good for you
Doing a handstand, she swings her legs in the air for the audience before flipping forward and smiling as she juts out her right hip, swinging her body in a circular motion as the lights flash in unison to the beat, going from pink to gold to white.
I think you’re hot, I think you’re cool
You’re the kinda guy I’d stalk in school
But now that I’m famous, you’re up my anus
Now I’m gonna eat you, fool
Taking her time, she approaches the middle of the ramp, stopping to sway her hides from side to side before jutting out her right hip once more, this time quickly shifting to jutting out her left, then her right again as she places her arms behind her head.
I eat boys up, breakfast and lunch
Then when I’m thirsty, I drink their blood
Carnivore, animal, I am a cannibal
I eat boys up, you better run
Reaching the end of the ramp, she jumps to the lift, twisting her body in mid-air so that she is side on with the ring apron, swaying herself hack and forth rapidly.
I am cannibal (cannibal, cannibal, I am)
I am cannibal (cannibal)
(I’ll eat you up) I am
I am cannibal (cannibal, cannibal, I am)
I am cannibal (cannibal)
(I’ll eat you up)
As soon as “I am Cannibal” is heard, she thrusts her arms downward and leans back and a pink and white pyro display does off around her, looking up at the lights smiling as she holds the pose, laughing.
Charity Langston: “Introducing… From Bellevue, Washington… She is KYLA IRVINE!!!”
She returns to a standing position and resumes dancing while sauntering her way to the ring apron.
Whenever you tell me I’m pretty
That’s when the hunger really hits me
Your little heart goes pitter-patter
I want your liver on a platter
Pivoting on her heels, she mockingly extends her right arm out, flicking her wrist downward and laughing as she wanders clockwise, doing a cartwheel before extending her arms out once she stands, laughing while continuing her dancing.
Use your finger to stir my tea
And for dessert I’ll suck your teeth
Be too sweet and you’ll be a goner
Yeah, I’ll pull a Jeffrey Dahmer
Sweetly smiling at the audience, she continues her walk around the ring, doing a cartwheel when she reaches the center of each section, directly in front of the logo on the Apron. Returning to the side closest to the ramp, she leaps up onto the apron, turning so that she is facing the stage and hooking her arms around the ropes.
I eat boys up, breakfast and lunch
Then when I’m thirsty, I drink their blood
Carnivore, animal, I am a cannibal
I eat boys up, you better run
Flipping over the ropes, she lands on her feet, raising her arms over her head and flicking her wrists outward, then making her way to the center of the ring.
I am cannibal (cannibal, cannibal, I am)
I am cannibal (cannibal)
(I’ll eat you up) I am
I am cannibal (cannibal, cannibal, I am)
I am cannibal (cannibal)
(I’ll eat you up)
Pyro explodes from all four turnbuckle poles as she leans back once again, this time extending her hands outward with the wrists bend and her hands planted against the mat, enabling her to transition into a seamless handstand before pushing off them to land on her feet, briskly walking toward the right-hand side turnbuckle facing the stage.
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, whoa
Jumping on it, she sways her hips to the music before jutting out her right hip and raising her left arm to the sky, pointing upward as she pushes off, doing a backflip, extending her arms out upon landing. She follows up by hand springing off the ropes closest to the fans at the back of the ring, then once more extending her hands upon reaching the center of the ring.
I am cannibal (cannibal, cannibal, I am)
I am cannibal (cannibal)
(I’ll eat you up) I am
I am cannibal (cannibal, cannibal, I am)
I am cannibal (cannibal)
(I’ll eat you up)
Placing her hands behind her head once more, she begins to move her buttchecks up and down before swaying her body side to side slowly as she crouches, then springs back upward, pirouetting as she does.
I love you, ha-ha-ha
I warned you
She laughs before focusing her attention on the fans on the left-hand side of the arena and leaning forward, placing her right hand in front of her pursed lips.
Rah!
Blowing a kiss toward them, she heads to her corner as the music fades out, leaning against it with her left knee bent and positioned so that a “4” figure is made with her legs.
Higgins: Well ladies and gentlemen as you can see, here on combat we have some unique entrances. This next match will feature Shante’ Waverly versus Kyla Irvine! These two ladies have a lot of dislike seemingly brewing between them.
Glass: As they should, the competition on Combat is the best and even then it is only getting better.
“Mutiny” by Neoni hits and we see Shante’ Waverly make her way to the ring, walking with purpose.
Higgins: Wow it looks like Shante has a score to settle with the way she is walking.
Glass: Well Kyla is one up on her in previous matches, she probably feels like no one will take her seriously now.
Higgins: All understandable.
Just as Higgins finish speaking we see Shante has made her way into the ring and we see the ref call for the bell. No time wasted as the two women lock up and we see Shante’ get the advantage over Irvine as she tries to back Irvine into the corner and does so succesfully as she lays a chop across Irvine’s chest.
Irvine seems only slightly phased by it as she turns the tables and puts Shante’ in the corner and delivers not one but two chops of her own as we see Shante’ go down into the corner. After a few seconds Irvine grabs Shante’ and hits her with a snap suplex into the middle of the ring as we see Shante’ roll out and flip Kyla the bird as the fans begin to boo.
The ref begins to count and the ref has gotten to a count of two before we see Shante’ slide back into the ring and begin to mercilessly attack Kyla with a set of closed fist punches and then follows up by putting Kyla into a choke hold with an attempt to bite her ear off but we see Kyla quickly reverse and send Shante up against the ropes and hits Shante’ with a springboard ddt, going for the cover. The ref only gets to a count of one before Shante’ kicks out.
Higgins: Both of these women are heels so this is actually an interesting twist. Neither one of them gives off a very never say die attitude and with good reason.
Glass: They also love beating the hell out of each other here on Combat which makes them not only tough but well trained individuals as well.
We see that Shante’ has gotten the upper advantage and has put Kyla once again in the ropes and has begin to punch her as the audience refuses to count along. None the less Shante’ gets down and takes a minute to grab Kyla and monkey flip her to the center of the ring. She then picks up Kyla and irish whips her into a scoop slam. The crowd boos but we see that Shante’ seems to be feeding off of the boos of the crowd as she picks Kyla up and appears to be going for a drop kick but Kyla quickly revereses it and catches Shante with a standing moonsault!
Higgins: Beautiful reversal from Irvine.
Glass: Even that is something that I can agree with,
Glass said as he pan back up and see Kyla picking up Shante by the hair of her head. Kyla looks like she is about to set up for the Sparkling Finale as she puts her foot up and Shante’ catches it and Kyla is able to nail the Sparkling Finale and roll Shante’ up, as the ref begins to count and Kyla uses the ropes for advantage to keep Shante’ down. 1..2..3!
Irvine quickly slides out of the ring as Shante gets to her feet and we hear Charity Langston.
Charity: Your winner, Kyla Irvine!
Jack Tyde vs Xavier Lux
Higgins: What a night we have had so far and we are really just getting started!
Glass: That’s right and the next match promises to up the ante as Jack Tyde and Xavier Lux are scheduled to fight in a FIRST BLOOD match! This is the first one we have done in Combat so it will be interesting to see how it all plays out.
Higgins: That’s right now let’s get to the ring!
The lights in the building start to flicker, matching the opening riffs and drums of Disturbed’s ‘The Infection’ which startles the crowd because of the song’s fast start. They get to their feet just as a brief pyro explosion goes off in the entrance and as lyrics of the song begin, “Venom” Xavier Lux steps out from behind the smoke left by the pyro. He stands there sporting his finest black and green gear and a black CCPE T-shirt. As he starts down the ramp from behind him comes the large figure of Jack Tyde who wastes no time with an attack sending big clubbing forearms into the back of Lux and sending him down on the ground.
Higgins; well looks like Tyde is ready to get things underway as he goes to prove the Nightmare Court’s dominance here on Combat.
Glass: Both these men have mean streaks and it will be interesting to see it come to life tonight as they clash for the first time!
Tyde continues to attack Lux down the entrance ramp sending him into the guardrail and such until they make it to the ring. As they get near the outside of the ring Lux begins to fire back, sending a series of left and rights before grabbing Tyde and sending him hard into the steel steps breaking them in half in the process. The ref is finally in the ring and signals for the bell.
***Ding, Ding***
Xavier takes a few steps back as he runs forward at Tyde who is still crumpled on top of the steps, Lux jumps in the air and hits a flying european uppercut on Tyde sending him over the steps. Xavier climbs over the steps to follow him but as he goes to pick up Tyde by the hair Tyde grabs him around the waist and lifes him in the air and slams him hard back first on the top of the steps he was just standing on. Tyde shakes the cobwebs out just a bit before climbing up on the steps with Lux and sending a series of hard right hands into the forehead of lux.
Higgins: Tyde is trying to bust him open as quickly as possible, he knows Lux can be a dangerous man and is ready to get this over with.
Glass: That’s the worst part about the first blood match, you can’t control if you get busted open so it can come from some random hits or bumps so that means you really have to cover up and be more defensive in some ways than normal.
After a few good punches Tyde pulls Lux up to his feet and lifts him up, getting him in position for a DDT on the top of the steel, but as he does Lux sends a few stiff shots to the ribs of Tyde. This halts Tydes’ attempt and a few seconds later Lux is able to grab him around the waist and northern lights suplex him from the top of the steps to the hard floor outside the ring. Xavier Lux then climbs to the ring apron and gets a running start jumping in the air with a flipping senton right as Tyde starts to get up, sending him back down hard to the ground. Xavier then lifts Tyde to a sitting position, Lux then sends a hard kick to the chest of Tyde, two to the back then a spinning kick right to the face of Tyde that sends him hard into the mat. Tyde covers his face from impact and the ref checks but signals that there is no blood.
Glass: ONE good kick like that to the nose and this could be over.
Higgins: You would think Lux’s proficiency with kicks would give him an advantage in making his opponent bleed.
Lux grabs up Tyde again and rolls him into the ring under the bottom rope. As he does he then turns his attention and begins to dig under the ring, after a few seconds he tosses not one, but two metal chairs into the ring. Lux rolls in the ring and grabs one of the chairs, raising it above his head and slamming it onto the downed Tyde, three hard times across his back. Lux then sets up the chair, he picks up Tyde and sits him in position for a piledriver onto the chair but as he starts to go back Tyde fights with him and lifts him up sending him over Tyde’s head with a back body drop hard onto the mat. Tyde drops to one knee as he catches his breath he grabs the chair and right as Lux starts to stand he nails him across the head with it. He drops hard and the ref checks on him but signals no blood.
Higgins: Such a hard blow to the head of Lux, I’m shocked that didn’t bust him open!
Glass: If you look closely I think Lux was able to get his hand up just in time to try to block it, it still nailed him but that might be why it didn’t bust him open.
Tyde steps outside of the ropes to the apron and waits, as Xaiver gets up the large man hits ‘The Jolly Rogers” (springboard ddt) onto Lux sending him hard into the mat. Tyde then slowly gets up and mounts him with a series of vicious punches to the head trying to bust him open. When that doesn’t seem to work he drags him up and gets him in position for “Final Verdict” but as he has him up Lux begins to send a few elbows into the head of Tyde staggering him. This cause’s Tyde to drop him and somehow Xavier muscles Tyde up on his shoulders and hits “The Cure” (DVD). Suddenly the lights go out in the arena, causing half of the fans in attendance to scream and the other half to gasp. When the lights come back on, The Nightmare Court has made an appearance in full force, standing at the top of the entrance.
Higgins: Well we should have known, this is exactly why Cyrus wanted this group caged for his title match later tonight!
Glass: The longer this group is allowed to do this, the more they take advantage of it.
Xavier locks eyes with them and right away goes to grab a steel chair, then gets ready to welcome them in. They all just stare at him for now and he slams the chair against the ring mat, begging them to bring it. The Court look at each other, nod and begin to make their way to the ring. As they are about halfway down the ramp the lights go out again… The crowd reacts the same way but this time, the lights take a little bit longer to come back on… But when they do, standing between The Nightmare Court and Xavier Lux in the ring are Kat Jones, Mac Bane, Chris Page of all people and JOE F’N MONTOURI!
Higgins: What on earth! It looks like Xavier got his allies ready to watch his back this time.
Glass: Fool him once shame on him, but Xavier Lux is no Fool he brought back up!
The Nightmare Court doesn’t back down but doesn’t move either and we are in a standoff. Inside the ring Xavier Lux laughs, as he has now revealed what his plan was should the Court decide to make an appearance. After what appears forever, the lights go out again, and the crowd is heard groaning, clearly getting restless… When the lights come back on, both The Nightmare Court and CCPE have gone and Xavier quickly moves returns his attention to the ring but by this time Tyde is up and charges forward with an attempt to lariat him, Lux however ducks the move but as the two spin around to look at each other Tyde is able to grab him and nail the “Keelhaul” (Spinebuster) he springs to his feet as he signals to end it.
Higgins: Well the Court wasn’t able to get their hands dirty but it appears they have done enough to turn this match around, I think Tyde is about to steal this one from Lux!
Glass: It’s first blood with no rules, it’s not stealing, it’s doing your damn job!
Tyde moves over and sits up the metal chair on the ground as he positions for his ‘Walk the Plank’ (curb stomp) the same way he busted him open on Combat the last time they met. He bounces off the ropes as he goes for the move but Lux moves out of the way. Lux is quickly on his feet and takes advantage of the shocked Tyde. Lux kicks him in the gut and lifts him back up for “The Cure” this time turning and landing directly on the chair that Tyde set up. As they crash down it doesn’t take but a few seconds before you can see the blood trickling onto the mat from Tyde’s head. The ref quickly signals for the bell.
***Ding, Ding***
Charity: Your winner of this First blood match XAVIER LUX!!!
Higgins: Well somehow despite all the Nightmare Court’s best efforts Lux brings home the win!
As Lux music plays and celebrates Chris Page returns to the ring with him, holding Lux hand in victory as you can see Xavier talking shit to the downed Tyde.
Higgins: Well Tyde told him that there was no one here to help him but it would seem he was wrong, at least for the night because Chris Page came through to even things up and help Lux bring home the victory.
Glass: Still Lux has to come back to Combat next week and the next week and the next. The Court will be here, will his friends always be? I’m not sure this is over yet
Sebastian Hamilton vs Cyrus Youngblood
Charity Langston: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next bout is scheduled for one fall and is for both the IIW FNC Hardcore and IIW FNC Uprising Championships! With The Nightmare Court being LOCKED UP at ringside! Firstly, from Helena, Montana by way of Galway Ireland, weighing 200lbs, this is Cyrus Youngblood!
The lights in the arena flicker out and “Broadway Girls” by Lil Durk Ft Morgan Wallace begins to play, as the shadowy figure exits the curtain a spotlight shines directly down, onto Cyrus Youngblood. He stretches out his arms, as though giving a hug to the crowd, he walks down the aisle and as he reaches the end of the aisle he looks over at the large caged off area that houses the members of The Nightmare Court. He smirks at them, then lets out a laugh as he climbs into the ring, falling to his knees leaning forward as if in prayer, before stretching his arms out again and leaning back looking up at the sky.
Higgins: Kalvin Dayspring has given Cyrus a chance to get his own back on both Sebastian Hamilton and The Nightmare Court here tonight Arthur, with The Court locked up here.
Glass: That he has, Alex the only thing is, Cyrus has to make sure he takes this opportunity as Sebastian told him during the week he’s never going to get a better shot than this!
Charity: And his opponent, from London England, weighing in at 190lbs, he is the current and defending IIW FNC Hardcore AND Uprising Champion… Sebastian Hamilton!
The lights dim ever so slightly and “When the man comes down” by Robert J. Walsh hits the speaker system. Sebastian Hamilton steps out from behind the curtain dressed head to toe in formal attire consisting of a three piece suit, with tie and a long thick black tweed coat and just stops at the top of the ramp, on his own for obvious reasons. He unbuttons his coat and takes it off along with his tie, at the top of the ramp, before making his way down the aisle slowly as the fans boo him.
He looks over at The Nightmare Court in the cage and nods ever so slightly but enough to be visible, as he climbs the ring steps unbuttoning his shirt and chucking it on the floor… Sebastian leans against the turnbuckle, back to Cyrus but before the bell rings he launches himself at him but Cyrus is too quick and catches his arm, twisting it up behind his back in an armbar type hold.
Higgins: Cyrus Youngblood already on the front foot here against Sebastian Hamilton as he slaps his shoulder blade and sends him into the ropes.
Sebastian hits the ropes and comes back towards Cyrus, they bash shoulders but nothing happens. Cyrus tells Sebastian to hit another rope, he does and they bash shoulders again, still nothing. Sebastian this time hits the ropes and Cyrus drops to the floor… Sebastian jumps over him hitting the ropes again, this time Cyrus is back on his feet and leapfrogs Hamilton who hits the ropes again, Cyrus drops to the floor this time, lifting his legs and monkey flipping Sebastian who lands on his feet, but before he can turn around Cyrus has kipped up and clotheslines Sebastian to the canvas! He gets up and Cyrus clotheslines him again.
Higgins: Cyrus Youngblood really is on the offensive here, it’s as though he grew some confidence knowing that The Nightmare Court won’t be able to affect this match!
Glass: It seems that’s definitely the case, Alex and as if on queue, both Jack Tyde and Benjamin Hamilton are both exchanging pleasantries with Cyrus, well I say exchanging he’s completely ignoring them!
Cyrus stands there, waving his arm at Sebastian, urging him to get up again. He hits the ropes as Sebastian climbs to his feet and introduces him to a missile dropkick that sends Sebastian to the outside. As Sebastian Hamilton is fumbling around outside, Cyrus hits the ropes again, full throttle and launches himself between the ropes in a suicide dive sending Sebastian into the guardrail. Fans cheer Cyrus on as the official begins a count…
1…
2…
Cyrus picks up Sebastian and attempts to irish whip him into the turnbuckle, but Sebastian reverses it and sends Cyrus crashing into the post.
3…
4…
Shaking the cobwebs from his head, Sebastian Hamilton runs at Cyrus who doesn’t see him coming and lamps him with a spinning elbow! He picks Cyrus up and nails him with a Tilt-A-Whirl face first slam onto the floor! He rolls into the ring then rolls out again.
Higgins: The Champ here using some intelligence as he rolls in then out of the ring, to break up the count. He slowly moves towards Cyrus who lashes out with a couple of swift blows!
Glass: Sebastian tries pulling Cyrus up but no! He dropped down and slammed Sebastian’s Jaw into his skull. Cyrus pulls on Sebastian’s belt and yanks him into the turnbuckle!
Cyrus turns and grabs Sebastian by the pants, throwing him back into the ring. Sebastian pulls himself up at the turnbuckle as Cyrus walks gingerly to the centre of the ring. Sebastian stumbles out and Cyrus grabs his arm, runs at the ropes with him and jumps up, performing a Springboard Reverse DDT, he makes the cover!
1…
2…
Th…
Sebastian kicks out, at a hair’s notice! Cyrus jumps up and runs toward the turnbuckle, climbing up, turning and flying off with a Moonsault! He covers again.
1…
2……
Kickout! This time it’s a little quicker but Cyrus isn’t done trying yet. He points up to the sky and the crowd cheer, chanting his name as he idles himself back up the turnbuckle. He raises his hands in the air, and leaps off with another Moonsault, but NO!! This time, Sebastian gets the knees up just in time and Cyrus flies off of him in pain, rolling around as Sebastian struggles to get himself into a kneeling position.
Glass: Now what is this, Alex? Shante looked like she pulled something from her top, she’s handing it to Edward Hamilton! Is that a hairpin or something??
Higgins: It looks like it may be, Arthur! And Edward Hamilton appears to be trying to pick that lock! The ref has seen now and he’s going over to have a word with The Nightmare Court. But look, behind Cyrus!
Sebastian Hamilton, still down on his knees, is rummaging in the pocket of his suit pants, he pulls something out and begins messing with it… As he bends over again we see it’s a pair of knuckle dusters! Cyrus walks over to Sebastian as the ref is still engaged with his crew in the cage, he goes to pick him up and BAM! Sebastian nails Cyrus straight in the nuts with the dusters! He then clocks him twice in the head and throws the knuckle dusters out of the ring.
Glass: Wow! Even without the Court, Hamilton has found a way to cheat a win!
Higgins: He’s definitely going to steal another victory here!
Sebastian gets up and hits the ropes, levelling Cyrus who’s down on his knees, with a vicious knee strike. He then picks him up from behind and SLAMS him into the mat with the “Broadside” (German Suplex) as the referee turns, Sebastian holding his shoulders down…
One..,
Two……
……THREE!!!
***DING DING DING***
Charity: Here is your winner and STILL IIW FNC Hardcore and Uprising Champion, Sebastian Hamilton!
Sebastian stands up and dusts himself off, as the crowd boo incessantly. He looks over at the cage and slowly approaches it, rifling through his pockets again, this time he pulls out a huge padlock key. He steps through the ropes and toward the cage… Unlocking it and stepping aside, allowing Tex Attwater, Jack Tyde and both Hamilton brothers to climb into the ring… The group just begin to lay down an unprovoked beatdown as Sebastian demands a microphone…
The Tydes of change!
Sebastian paces the ring, microphone in hand as he watches his brothers, Jack Tyde, Tex Attwater and Shante Waverley all drag Cyrus Youngblood back up the aisle, to the back. The crowd boo heavier as he just laughs and shakes his head.
Sebastian: You see? Even with my boys and girls caged up like animals, thanks to Kalvin Dayspring, I STILL managed to retain my belts! And nobody could stop me… Now, I’m getting a little bored of this so, I think perhaps we should get Kal out here to dis… Oh, wait no, I’m getting some information!
Sebastian puts his hand to his ear, faking communication from the back, as the crowd continue to boo and jeer.
Sebastian: Okay so I’m being told that right now Kalvin Dayspring is indisposed as he’s cleaning out his office! Check it out…
Sebastian laughs as he directs his hand towards the big screen at the top of the ramp and a scene appears of Kalvin Dayspring indeed, emptying his belongings into cardboard boxes…
Higgins: What the hell is happening here??! Why is Kalvin Dayspring clearing out?
Glass: I can bet that this man right here is somehow behind all of this!
Sebastian stops pacing and taps his chin a few times before striking up an idea, that he poses to the crowd.
Sebastian: So I know what’s happened here… You guys remember this day, right?
He points back to the screen where it cuts to a few weeks ago when Dayspring walked into his office to find Sebastian and Tex in the room. He kicks them out but the camera continues rolling showing Kalvin sitting at his desk, grabbing papers from the “To sign off” tray without even looking. The screen blacks out and Sebastian wags his finger with a smirk…
Sebastian: So what you just saw there, was the beginning of a plan I put in place weeks ago now with tonight being the culmination. You see that very first paper Kalvin signed that night, that he didn’t even pay attention to, was an addendum to my next match contract, which was this… Thing, against Cyrus. And that addendum basically said in no uncertain terms, that should I beat Cyrus Youngblood, Dayspring would relinquish his place as the General Manager of IIW Friday Night Combat… TO ME! And would leave with immediate effect! You see I told you I was getting bored of just taking and keeping belts, so I chose to take an entire brand! And I’m not GM or whatever, no I am THE GUV’NOR! And if you guys in the back don’t like the way this is going… I’ve got a few words for you…
I… DON’T… CARE!
Sebastian drops the mic and “The man comes down” kicks up again. He flexes his muscles as he looks around the arena and smirks once more, before he flips over the top rope in a handstand, dropping to the floor and making his way up the ramp, leaving everyone gobsmacked.
Higgins: Well, God knows what the hell is going on here, Arthur!
Glass: You’ve got that right, Alex! Let’s just hope we wake up with jobs tomorrow!
Beckett Marisol vs Jasmine Raye
Charity Langston steps into the ring with the microphone and walks to the centre as the crowd continue to go wild as they have all night
Higgins: Well, I’m not quite sure what to say here, this is our first match under a new boss and a new regime and it’s slightly awkward.
Glass: I’m not sure what to tell you, Alex but let’s get back to ringside with Charity and just hope these jobs are still ours next Combat…
“Redeemer” begins to play over the arena speaker system as the crowd cheers, Jasmine Raye steps out from behind the curtain looking quiet and distracted. As she begins to walk down the aisle La Muerta and the White Rabbit step out from behind the curtain behind her and stand at the top of the aisle, watching her head for the ring but don’t quite follow.
Charity: Ladies and Gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall and is for the IIW FNC WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP! Firstly making her way towards the ring, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 120lbs! This is… Jasmine Raye!!
Raye slides into the ring, walks to the corner and climbs a turnbuckle, looking around at the crowd and up the aisle behind her, which is now empty.
Charity: And her opponent! From Micanopy, Florida… Weighing 117 lbs, she is the IIW FNC WOMEN’S Champion! “Daddy” Beckett Marisol!
Daddy Marisol comes walking out from behind the curtain, wearing the IIW FNC Women’s Title and the fans boo her intensely. She struts to the ring, patting the title as she glares at Jasmine Raye in the ring. She climbs the steps, handing over the belt and before the bell can ring, she’s whipped herself around and slams a double axe handle into the back of Raye.
Higgins: And our Women’s Champion wastes no time here as she pounds her closed hands into the back of Jasmine Raye!
Marisol sends Raye into the turnbuckle and follows her close behind, she spins Raye around and delivers a European Uppercut, followed by another and then another that transitions into a headlock takedown. She slides off and upto her feet and stomps once, twice, but Jasmine Raye rolls off towards the rope as Marisol is backed up by the referee. Raye gets to her feet and Daddy runs at her for a clothesline but Jasmine Raye ducks it and jumps up into a Crucifix rollup…
1…
T… Kickout by Beckett Marisol!
Glass: And the pin attempts have started early here, as Jasmine Raye thought she could tie up Marisol there!
Higgins: Anyone who knows Daddy, knows there’s no early pins!
Jasmine Raye catches Marisol with a kick to her knee as both women get to their feet, then again turning them into martial arts strikes and kicks, the crowd really getting behind her. She sends Marisol into the ropes and catches her with a clothesline on her return. She pulls Marisol up and attempts a scoop slam, but Daddy Marisol slides down taking out Jasmine’s knee and rolls her up for a cover!
1…
2…
Kickout by Jasmine Raye this time!
Both women back to their feet and a forearm on Beckett Marisol by Jasmine Raye, she keeps going, moving Marisol into the corner, as she does. Raye backs off then runs up the turnbuckle… MONKEY FLIP! Sending Marisol over into the centre of the ring.
Glass: Marisol struggling to get to her feet here, Jasmine Raye comes over to give a helping hand but NO! Jumping jawbreaker by the Women’s World Champion!
Higgins: That move came out of nowhere but has given Daddy a slight reprieve here.
Glass: She certainly has bought herself some more time, Alex.
Daddy sends Raye into the ropes and as she comes back Marisol scoops her up into a Fireman’s Carry, then drops her with a Flapjack! She covers!
One… Two… Th, KICKOUT! By Jasmine Raye, but just barely. Marisol picks her up slowly by her head then DROPS her with a Single Arm DDT! Marisol is straight to her feet and grabbing the leg of Jasmine Raye as she attempts a single leg Boston Crab. Jasmine is able to kick out at Marisol however and sends her reeling into the ropes and she flies back with a quick elbow onto the back and neck of Raye. Once again Marisol brings Jasmine Raye up to her feet, hooks her from behind and executes a belly to back suplex.
Glass: Ouch! Jasmine Raye was just dropped on the back of her head. Beckett Marisol is now setting up for the “Moment’s Peace” (Curb Stomp) but Jasmine rolls out of the way and jumps up to her feet!
Jasmine Raye attempts a super kick on Marisol, who ducks it. She tries the same move but Raye also ducks the kick. Raye runs straight at the ropes, comes back and attempts “Dusted” (Claymore kick), but Daddy Marisol pushes her legs away as she comes flying. Raye drops to the floor on her stomach, having spun in the air and as she does, Marisol comes down on top of her and applies the “Apex Devastator” (STF)
Higgins: Oh my! Arthur, Jasmine Raye has been sucked into the Apex Devastator, by Beckett Marisol and she is not letting go!
Glass: But wait a minute, who’s this Alex?! It’s… It’s…
Higgins: I believe what you’re trying to say Arthur, is that “The proper Villainess” Aria Knight! And she looks fired up!
Glass: Well if you recall Alex, less than a week ago Beckett Marisol called Aria out at MGP but they were interrupted before Ariana could respond but now… I think she is!
Beckett Marisol shrugs herself off of Jasmine Raye, throwing her to the floor as she stands up, glaring down at an approaching Ariana Knight, both women mouthing off at one another, pointing at each other back and forth.
Glass: What are you doing Daddy?! Why didn’t you continue to apply the pressure?!
As Beckett approaches the ropes and shares a few inaudible words with Ariana Knight the crowd go insane with cheers as Jasmine Raye has pulled herself back up and is just waiting for Marisol to turn… As soon as she does, Jasmine Raye turns her own back on Beckett Marisol and grabs her head launching into the “Sun’s Rays” (Snapmare into a Tornado Kick) which catches Beckett Marisol completely off guard. Raye covers her..
One…
Two……
…….THREE!!!
***DING DING DING***
Charity: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner and the NEW IIW FNC Women’s Champion… Jasmine Raye!
Jasmine Raye can’t believe it, Beckett Marisol can’t believe it and as the official hands Jasmine the belt and raises her hand, Marisol turns to ambush her but Aria Knight is already in the ring behind her! She spins her around and goes for a Discus Lariat but Marisol ducks under Aria’s arm and drops through the ropes, looking back into the ring furious as she backs up the aisle. Aria looks at Jasmine, then slides under the ropes following Beckett Marisol up the aisle, as Raye is left in the ring holding up the IIW FNC Women’s title to the approval of the crowd.
Caleb Scott vs Sean Raines
Charity: The Following Contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! And is a No Disqualification Match! First coming to the ring, the first ever FNC Global Champion, the Granite City Sadist CALEB SCOTT!!!
Lights go black as Ze Nigmar plays. Caleb’s four hooded drudges come out with torches on stage and line up two on either side of the ramp. Lights stay off as the song intro plays. Once the drums in the song start, a single beam of light from above the ring shoots to the stage as Caleb Scott walks into the light amidst a layer of thick fog. Holding his chain-wrapped bat, Caleb stands there for a few seconds looking at the crowd. Caleb begins to slowly walk to the ring as a short row of fire ignites on either side of the entrance ramp. Caleb approaches the steel steps and places his bat on the top step. He then places his hand on top of it and closes his eyes for a few seconds before going up the steps and into the ring, the single beam of light follows him the entire time. He walks towards the corner and stands on the middle rope. He stares out into the crowd for a few seconds before taking a deep breath, extending his arms out to the side, and unleashing a loud, thunderous scream before the lights come back on.
Charity: His Opponent, FROM CHICAGO ILLINOIS, SEAN RAINES!
“Fire it Up” begins to play as the fans go crazy, but then suddenly the music cuts and lights go out making everything black.
Higgins: Well this is getting way too familiar…
As the lights return you see Jack Tyde now in the ring with Caleb Scott. His head bandaged from his earlier match with Xavier Lux and a very irritated look on his face. He paces a bit mic in hand waiting a moment for the boos to die down before he speaks.
Tyde: Congratulations, I just received word from our new General Manager…
The boos flood out as he makes mention of the power change from earlier in the show.
Tyde: Excuse me, The Guv’nor just informed me that your opponent is no longer able to compete and Thus you’re the Winner.
Caleb looks confused and frustrated, as he motions to Tyde to Explain.
Tyde: he’s not physically able to compete..
Tyde motions to the screen as he speaks. It lights up and we see a shot of the backstage area, we see Sean Raines handcuffed to a cage and Tex Attwater standing next to him, a steel pole in his hand he whacks Raines in the ribs a handful of times as you can see blood trickling from the mouth of Sean. He is battered and bruised and you can tell there was a hell of a fight but Raines was more than likely outnumbered and taken by surprise. The footage fades and we return to the ring as Tyde continues.
Tyde: please this is official business, Charity Dear if you could just make this official so we can move on to more important issues..
Charity looks confused but she clears her throat and speak
Charity: Your Winner, by… uh No Contest? Caleb Scott!!
Guilty as Charged
(featuring Jack Tyde, Caleb Scott)
Higgins: Well Sean Raines hasn’t made a lot of friends since his debut on Combat, hell half the people he has encountered has been sent to the hospital and not come back but still this is low.
Glass: The Nightmare Court have had their attention laser focused on Caleb Scott for over a month now, Raines, Lux, even the CCPE have just been distractions as they have pursued their real target. The question is, what happens next?
Tyde: So after a long and careful deliberation the Nightmare Court has come to a Verdict in the Case of Caleb Scott..
The fans began to chant the name of Scott as the two stared at each other.
Tyde: Caleb Scott is guilty, guilty of being a dark sadistic bastard. You are guilty of having an immense evil growing inside of you, a darkness that if not controlled can consume you and everyone around you. You are more evil than good and as of order of the Court you are deemed worthy to serve amongst your peers on the bench.
Caleb looks confused now, he looks around at the fans who are chanting “ F U TYDE F U TYDE,” and “Caleb, Caleb,” He grits his teeth as he reaches out for the mic.
Caleb: So what you’re saying, in your over dramatic way is you want me to join your little … cult?
Tyde: Don’t act so high and mighty Caleb, you’re a self proclaimed Sadist. The Purge has abandoned you, alone with everyone against you it is time to embrace your inner demons. I am the King Maker, and you Caleb are a King in need of a Crown. Join us and with our help you will reclaim what means most to you in this world. We did it for Tex, reunited him with his love. Surely you do not doubt our ability to bring you back to your Global Title.
“Just say no,” “Just Say No” the fans chant but Caleb looks conflicted. He shakes his head as he slowly exits the ring without saying another world.
TJ Alexander vs Andre Cash
Charity: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IIW Television Championship. Introducing first from Marietta, Georgia, weighing 297 lbs, Andre Cash!
‘Killer’ by Eminem blasts over the speakers as the fans let out a loud reaction, there is a long pause before Andre appears at the top of the entrance ramp holding the Television title. He takes a few seconds looking down at the ground as pyro explodes in front of him, once it finishes he shouts loudly jumping in the air as he does before marching to the ring.
Higgins: Cash with the Television Championship that he stole from TJ Alexander.
Glass: We’re about to find out if he can actually earn the right to carry that title.
Charity: And his opponent from London, England, weighing 188 lbs, he is the IIW Television Champion, TJ Alexander!
“The Touch” by Stan Bush hits the speakers and TJ Alexander comes out, pointing at Andre Cash while walking down the ramp. TJ makes the belt motion around his waist before getting in the ring and telling Cash he’s taking his title back. TJ goes to his corner, ready to take on Cash.
Higgins: TJ has his work cut out for him tonight. Andre coming in with a 100+ pound advantage.
Glass: You got that right, Higgins. No way TJ can go at Cash straight up. Hope he came up with a game plan.
** Ding Ding **
Both men begin to circle the ring as the crowd gets on their feet. Cash lunges for a lockup but the agile Alexander slips underneath and gets behind Cash. He then begins to kick away at Cash’s knee briefly before Cash turns and swings attempting a strong clothesline but, again, TJ slips under. TJ hits the ropes and this time drives his shoulder into the back of Cash’s knee, dropping him down to the knee. TJ then delivers a few shots to the back of Cash before bouncing off the ropes again. This time though Andre is ready and when TJ rebounds Andre lifts him into the air and back down to the mat with a hard spinebuster.
Higgins: Smart move by TJ trying to chop down that big tree by going after Cash’s knees right away.
Glass: Going to be hard to do now when he can’t breathe after that spinebuster.
Cash picks up TJ and shoves him back into the corner. Cash then grabs the middle rope on either side of TJ and begins to drive his shoulder into the midsection of TJ. One after another until he grabs TJ by the throat with his right hand and puts his left into TJ’s armpit. With a big step and heave, Cash throws TJ halfway across the ring. Cash lets out a yell and flexes for the crowd while TJ rolls around on the mat in pain. The crowd begins to boo Andre and he steps up onto the middle turnbuckle to taunt the crowd. By this time, TJ has begun to recover and is leaning on the opposite turnbuckle. He sees Andre at the opposite end and charges, TJ flies at Cash and each foot kicks the back of both of Cash’s knees. This causes Cash to buckle and fall to the mat all while TJ rolled under the ropes and made his way to the top turnbuckle. TJ then jumps and lands a perfect 450 Splash on Andre, hooking his leg immediately after landing.
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Kickout.
Higgins: And just like that, TJ is back in control after going for Andre’s knees again.
Glass: Mistake going to the middle rope like that. He may have over 100 lbs on TJ but that just means he’s going to fall harder.
TJ gets up and immediately puts the boots to Cash until he rolls out of the ring. The ref backs TJ up from the ropes and begins to count.
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TJ tries to move the ref out of the way to get outside as Andre begins to make his way to his feet. However, the ref again backs a frustrated TJ up so he can continue his count on Cash. The ref walks back over to the ropes and stick his head between the top and middle ropes towards Cash and continues counting.
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Higgins: I don’t know what the ref is doing here. TJ trying to go after Cash but the ref insists on him backing off while he counts.
Glass: Sounds like the ref is on a power trip, he better watch himself.
Cash is back to his feet and suddenly TJ comes flying over the ref, over the top rope, and crashes down on Andre as they both fall to the floor. The crowd gets on their feet and cheers as TJ hops back up, grabbing Cash and rolling him back into the ring as he pulls himself onto the apron. Cash gets up and TJ jumps to the top rope, launching off going for a springboard hurricanrana but Cash catches TJ when he lands on his shoulders. He then backs up to the corner and puts his hands into TJ’s armpits while moving him behind his head. He then runs and launches TJ to the mat with an Alpha’s Edge (Running Crucifix Bomb) then rolls into a cover.
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Thr…kickout.
Andre gets up and begins to argue with the ref with a loud boo from the crowd, a noticeable limp as Cash walks the ref back into the corner. Suddenly, Andre falls backwards as TJ slides in with a Schoolboy pin.
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Kickout.
Both men quickly get back to their feet but Cash gains the advantage first and stiffly clotheslines TJ back to the mat. TJ begins to pull himself up in the corner and Cash walks over and turns TJ around and lands a couple strong forearms to his spine before wrapping his arms around TJ’s waist, backing them out of the corner and slamming TJ back with a hard German Suplex. TJ lies on the mat, face down, exhausted and breathing heavily as Cash walks over to him.
Higgins: Cash’s power might be getting to be too much for TJ.
Glass: It’s starting to look that way. Speed and agility will only get you so far.
Cash picks up TJ by the hair and yells at him “That belt is mine!” before turning him around and locking his arms around his waist again. As Cash lifts TJ, TJ grabs Cash’s head and flips his legs up, breaking Cash’s grip. TJ flips back while holding Cash’s head and nails a Crash Landing (Standing Shiranui) on Cash and quickly pins him as the crowd gets to their feet.
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Thre…kickout!
The crowd lets out a loud, collective mixture of shock and disappointment. Thinking the match was surely finished, just as a shocked TJ had. Both men slowly make their way to their feet. Unsure what it’ll take to keep each other down, both men begin to just exchange right hands out of frustration. Each blow taking every bit of energy they have. TJ swings again but Andre hooks his arm and slides behind him trying to hook his other arm, attempting to lock in the Alpha Lock (Full Nelson) but TJ fights to keep his other arm down before throwing some elbows back at Andre until he lets go. Andre stumbles back, trying to collect himself while TJ makes his way to the top rope. Perched and waiting, TJ points to Andre as he stumbles back towards TJ. TJ jumps off the top, going for a big crossbody but Andre catches him. Andre then heaves TJ up onto his shoulders but rolls TJ onto his back as he does. The crowd knows what’s coming as they get on their feet, getting louder. Andre then flips TJ and brings his knee hard to TJ’s face. Connecting with an OMEGA (Inverted Ushigoroshi). As TJ’s lifeless body falls back to the mat, Andre rushes for the pin, holding on as tight as he can.
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** Ding Ding Ding **
Charity: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and new IIW Television Champion, Andre Cash!
Higgins: I can’t believe it. Andre did it! We have a new Television Champion.
Glass: It’ll actually make sense for him to be carrying that belt around now.
Andre celebrates in the ring while his music plays before rolling out of the ring and heading up the ramp.
PG-13 vs Crush
Arthur Glass: Well It is time for our main event and since the ECE World Heavyweight Championship is one of the titles on the line in this one, we have a special guest on commentary tonight. We’ve kicked Higgins to the curb and welcome the Voice of Extreme Championship Entertainment, Jackhammer to the desk.
Jackhammer: It’s a pleasure to be here, Arthur. I’ve been on the call for most of these young men’s careers and tonight ends the latest chapter in what has been a bloody and heated rivalry over the last 15 months.
We go to the ring as # KINGDOM hits as the crowd erupts.. Suddenly, The King of Extreme Crush steps out on to the stage with Jessica Huttman by his side.. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp and just stares out in to the audience as the crowd cheers before he kisses his wife and walks down the ramp. Crush isn’t his usual charismatic self as he seems stoic and focused on the task at hand. The crowd is singing along with his song as he raises his ECE World Title high and pyro shoots off in the background.
Jackhammer: Tonight is the night Arthur. It is the last ECE World Title match you will see between two brothers who have grown to despise one another over the last year plus. They have faced each other FOUR Times for Championships over the last 15 months. At ECE Sign of Victory in August of last year, Crush opened the show by successfully defending his IIW United Kingdom Championship against PG-13 shortly after PG kidnapped his wife. At Crash and Burn in October, also in Hell in a Cell, Crush vanquished his brother and won back the ECE World Championship that he still holds today.
Arthur Glass: PG-13 is The IIW Global Champion. He defeated Crush and Caleb Scott for the Title at Theater of War. He’s also defeated Crush for the ECE Title on IIW soil before, at Mayhem in August of 2022. He’s in the driver’s seat Hammer.
Jackhammer: That maybe true, Arthur. However, Crush has nothing else to lose. His brother wants to take everything from him.. This is Crush’s last chance at the FNC Global Championship. Tonight, in front of his hometown Atlanta crowd, he has the chance to right a wrong.
Arthur Glass: He better hope so, Hammer, because win or lose, this is his last shot.
Crush climbs in the ring and looks at the ominous cell above him. Crush says something to his wife as she climbs out of the ring. Crush looks focused as he jogs in place in the corner, waiting on his opponent. # HERO # hits as the crowd boos in anticipation of the FNC Global Champion. After a few seconds, PG-13 emerges from the backstage area along with Michael Hill as both have smiles on their faces. PG-13 jogs in place as he has the FNC Global Title strapped to his waist before continuing down the ramp.
Arthur Glass: Here comes THE MAN, Hammer. The FNC Global Heavyweight Champion, PG-13!
Jackhammer: That’s right. The man who has made Crush’s life a living hell for roughly two decades in this business. It was PG breaking his own brother’s neck three years ago that made many think Crush was done in this business. Crush fought and trained for over a year to make his come back and 2022 was a banner year for both men. The last 15 months have been hell for the Huttman family. Hopefully, it ends tonight.
Arthur Glass: Yeah and It all comes to a head tonight. Hell in a Cell. I can’t think of a better ending. Like it or not, Hammer. PG-13 is OUR Champion.. And tonight, I can’t wait to see him finish his brother once and for all.
Jackhammer: We’ll see about that. Crush is a man in search of vengeance. Not just for himself but for his family. His wife and kid who were subjected to PG’s antics. They want this over just as much as he does.
PG slides into the ring, staring holes through Crush. His music continues to play as the cell lowers. PG-13 looks up and laughs evilly. His music stops as the cage covers the men and the ring. PG-13 looks over at Crush, grinning. The bell rings, and Crush charges PG-13. Forearm, forearm, forearm to the chin. But PG-13 barely budges, and stops Crush’s attack with a knee to the gut. PG-13 grabs Crush by the hair and takes his over to the corner, where he slams his head into the turnbuckle. PG-13 spins Crush around and hits another knee, sandwiching Crush into the corner. PG-13 pulls back and hits another. One more seems to be enough, as PG-13 backs off. But he turns around and comes right back, hitting Crush with an uppercut into the chin. Crush holds his face and stumbles out of the corner. PG-13 sizes him up and Crush turns around. DDT! Crush goes down flat on his back. PG-13 drops down and makes the lateral press. 1… 2… Crush gets the shoulder up. PG-13 wastes no time and picks Crush right up, leaning him against the ropes. He takes Crush by the arm and whips him to the other side of the ring. PG-13 bends down for a back toss, but Crush puts his hands on PG-13’s back and leap frogs over him. Crush pauses for a second, then heads back to the ropes. With PG-13 still facing the other direction, Crush comes back and hits a running club to the back. PG-13 stumbles forward only a little. Crush hits another club to the back with the same outcome. Crush steps back a little and hits a swift kick to the knee. PG-13 holds his leg in pain as he hops to the ropes. Crush chases after him and hits a stomp into PG-13’s leg. Finally, Crush has gotten frustrated, and drops down, grabbing PG-13 by the leg, and sweeping it out from under him. PG-13 hits the mat with a thud and rolls over. Crush holds onto the leg and stands up, looking to be going for the sharpshooter of all things. Crush steps through and hooks the legs, but PG-13 spins and sends Crush through the ropes, onto the apron. PG-13 and Crush both get to their feet, on either side of the ropes. PG-13 goes to grab Crush, but he hits a shoulder block through the ropes into PG-13’s gut. Crush rests a moment, then rears back, looking to be going for a sunset flip, but PG-13 cuts him off short with a punch. PG-13 steps through the ropes, holding onto Crush by the throat. PG-13 points at the cage and picks Crush up, sending him crashing into the unforgiving steel! Crush drops down to the floor, having had the wind knocked out of him. PG-13 jumps down beside him, laughing. Crush begins to stir a little, and PG-13 grabs him by the head. PG-13 grabs Crush by the throat with both hands and lifts him up, kicking and screaming, against the cage.
Arthur Glass:PG-13 just too strong for Crush here
Jackhammer: I don’t think Crush anticipated this early on
Crush groans in pain as he struggles to breathe. He looks at the steel steps and heads toward them, his hands still around Crush’s neck. He roars and tosses Crush hip first into the unmoving steps. Finally, The referee jumps down out of the ring to check on Crush. Crush grabs onto him, trying to stand up. The camera catches Crush unhook the cell keys from The referee’s belt in the process. He quickly hides them in his tights as he gets to his feet. PG-13 shoves the referee out of his way and grabs Crush. He quickly lifts him up onto his shoulder. He points to the turnbuckle post and slowly approaches it. He begins to charge, but Crush slides down PG-13’s back and pushes him face first into the post instead. PG-13 stumbles back into the cage and falls to the floor, holding his head. Crush catches his breath and steps over PG-13, heading to the cage door. He pulls the keys out of his tights and fumbles with them for a moment. He finds the right one and unlocks the door. He shakes it, but it still won’t open. Crush stands back and kicks it. The door flies open and Crush stumbles out into freedom. Crush leans on the announce table for a moment before heading after the timekeeper’s chair. He folds it up and watches as PG-13 gets to his feet inside the cell. He sees Crush outside the cage and makes his way to the door. PG-13 steps out, his blood boiling and gets a hard shot in the head with the steel chair. PG-13 stumbles back, barely able to stay on his feet. But he shakes it off and comes back after Crush. Crush swings again, but PG-13 grabs the chair and rips it from his hands. Crush looks at his empty hands, and then at PG-13 clutching the chair. Crush makes it around the cage and grabs onto it. He gets a good grip and starts to climb. PG-13 makes his way around, as Crush is already half way up. PG-13 looks up and reaches for Crush’s foot, but Crush kicks him away, climbing faster. PG-13 looks down at the chair, then up at the cage as Crush gets to the top. PG-13 pulls his arm back and tosses the chair into the air, barely making it onto the cage, and narrowly missing Crush. PG-13 grabs onto the cage and begins his journey up. Crush grabs the chair he lost earlier and awaits PG-13’s arrival. Crush eggs PG-13 on, telling him to “Come on!” PG-13 makes it almost all the way, his fingertips reaching the top. Crush lifts the chair in the air and slams it into the back of PG-13.
Jackhammer: My God these two men are killing each other!
PG-13 cries out in pain, but manages not to fall. Crush makes a pivotal mistake by turning his back on PG-13 and taking a breath. PG-13 shakes the cobwebs and continues to climb, pulling himself onto the top of the cell. He gets to a knee as Crush comes back around, and is shocked that PG-13 is still there. PG-13 reaches up and once again grabs Crush by the throat. PG-13 gets to both feet and walks Crush to the center of the cage, the crowd going nuts. PG-13 tosses Crush’s arm over and lifts him up. REVELATION!!! On the top of the cage! PG-13 drops down and hooks the leg. The referee is still in the ring, looking up at the pin and not knowing what to do. PG-13 yells at him to make the count. The referee shrugs his shoulders and drops down to the mat, almost breaking his neck looking up. He makes the count.
ONE!!!…….
TWO!!……..
THREE!NO! Crush gets the shoulder up! PG-13 slams his fists on the cage. He grabs Crush by the hair and yanks him to his feet. He grabs him and lifts him up over his head! PG-13 slowly walks towards the edge of the cage, cruel intentions obviously in mind. Crush sees what is going on and immediately wriggles free, dropping down behind PG-13. A swift kick between the legs from behind buys Crush some time. PG-13 doubles over, holding his groin. Crush drops down and schoolboys PG-13 down onto the cage. Crush stands back up, taking PG-13 by the legs. Crush steps through and over! SHARPSHOOTER!!! The referee squints, trying to see if PG-13 taps through the cage above him. Crush wrenches back on the move as PG-13 grimaces in pain, his face pressed firmly against the steel. Crush lets go and immediately heads to the edge of the cage. He drops down and begins his descent. He climbs about halfway down and drops the rest of the way, landing on his feet. Crush re-enters the cell and climbs into the ring. He grabs the referee and points up at PG-13, telling him something. The referee looks concerned, but shrugs his shoulders and steps into the middle of the ring. He looks up at PG-13 rolls over onto his back. PG-13 does the zombie sit-up. PG-13 quickly turns over and gets to his feet.
Arthur Glass: Hammer, I think these guys are gonna kill each other
Crush is livid in the ring. Wait…Michael Hill just got in the ring..Crush turns around and just runs and SPEARS THE CRAP OUT OF MICHAEL HILL!. In the confusion,PG-13 begins his own descent down the cage. Crush sees him and prepares himself in the ring. PG-13 slides into the ring. PG-13 charges at Crush, but Crush goes behind and hits a double-leg takedown on the mat. Crush spins around into a front face lock on PG-13, but quickly stands up and hits a few stomps into the back. Crush runs to the ropes when he sees PG-13 about to get up. Crush comes at him but PG-13 hits a huge clothesline, spinning Crush in mid air. Keeping with the fast-paced action, PG-13 quickly picks Crush up and whips him into the corner. PG-13 charges in and hits the corner clothesline on Crush. Crush stumbles out into the middle of the ring. PG-13 grabs him by the head and pulls him down in between his legs. PG-13 adjusts his glove and leans down, going for the powerbomb. He lifts Crush up in the air, holding him there for a moment. Crush hits a couple of shots to the head. Crush wriggles his way out of the powerbomb and rolls through, but PG-13 stays on his feet. Crush tries to pull him down, but PG-13 reaches down and grabs Crush by his neck but Crush closelines him down.
Jackhammer: That’s the attitude of Crush. Never back down, never surrender.
Arthur Glass: He’s gonna have to tonight
Crush picks PG-13 up…and rams him into the turnbuckle, Crush rolls out of the ring and goes to the corner of the cell, he see’s a hole in the bottom…he starts kicking it making it looser…he laughs…and rolls back into the ring, he grabs PG-13’s head and pulls him out of the ring, and throws him face first into the cell breaking it! PG-13 goes through the cell and is busted open, Crush then slaps on another SHARPSHOOTER on PG-13. PG-13 is screaming in pain but refuses to tap! Crush has done everything to put the Beast down..Finally, Crush lets go as he stumbles into the ring. PG-13 staggers…and slowly follows Crush…Both men are busted open…and the referee shortly follows…PG-13 then falls after a loss of energy, Crush takes advantage! And sets him up for the Curse Breaker but PG-13 was playing possum and LOW BLOWS CRUSH! The Ref looks in shock! And thinks about something!
Jackhammer: That damn PG-13 with the Low blow!
Arthur Glass: Perfectly legal, Hammer.
PG-13 rolls Crush into the ring as he slides in with the FNC Global Title. He picks Crush up on to his shoulders and drops Crush with a REVELATION RIGHT ON THE TITLE BELT! Crush is out! PG-13 crawls over for the cover.
ONE!!……………
TWO!!…………
THREE!!NO! Crush got his goddamn shoulder up! PG-13 is pissed. Suddenly he waves his hand at the ramp and here comes the damn Enterprise from ECE! Real Deal, Ronnie Styles, and Sean Matthews make their way out as the crowd boos. They all surround the cell until THE DYNASTY run through the crowd! Bryan Huttman, Andrew Huttman, and Maniac come running out and attack The Enterprise as the crowd erupts! PG-13 is pissed as the Dynasty and The Enterprise battle back through the crowd. Through the confusion, Michael Hill slides in the ECE World Title
Jackhammer: Dammit! PG-13 is gonna screw his brother again.
Arthur Glass: Everything is legal, Hammer. How many times I gotta tell you that?
PG-13 grabs the ECE World Title as he waits for Crush to get to his feet. PG-13 is smiling from ear to ear as Crush pulls himself to his feet. Crush’s face is a crimson mask right now. PG-13 runs at Crush with that ECE World Title but Crush ducks and runs to one side of the ring. He bounces off the ropes as PG goes to hit him again but Crush ducks again and hits the other side of the rope. He bounces off as PG looks to take him out again but Crush leaps in the air!! BONE CRUSHER! CRUSH NAILED PG-13 WITH THE BIGGEST DAMN BONECRUSHER I’VE EVER SEEN! MY GOD WHAT AN IMPACT! Crush falls on top of PG-13 and hooks the leg. The referee drops down to count.
ONE!!!……..
TWO!!!…..
THREE!!
Jackhammer: CRUSH DID IT! BY GOD CRUSH HAS SLAYED THE BEAST! CRUSH IS THE FRIDAY NIGHT COMBAT GLOBAL CHAMPION!
Arthur Glass: Dammit! Crush cheated! PG-13 was screwed!!
Jackhammer: In front of his hometown crowd, Crush has conquered The Destroyer! After the last fifteen months of pure hell that PG-13 put his brother through, it has all come to a head tonight! What a Match! What a damn story!
Arthur Glass: Dammit Hammer PG should’ve won and you know it!
Crush collapses in the ring in exhaustion as the referee counts three. PG-13 gets pulled outta the ring by Michael Hill as the cell raises up. Jessica Huttman, Crush’s wife, grabs the ECE World Title and FNC Global Title and slides in the ring as The Dynasty run back to the ring. Jessica hugs her husband, who is bleeding profusely as she hands him the world title. Michael Hill is out on the outside as he looks pissed. Andrew and Bryan Huttman all hug their cousin as they lift him on their shoulders. PG-13 backs up the ramp, holding his ribs furious that he lost his Title. What a night! The crowd is going nuts as a bloody Crush holds up the ECE World Title and FNC Global Title! What a damn match!
