Theater of War 2023
The Fate of Andre Cash
(featuring Kalvin Dayspring & Andre Cash)
The show comes on the air as we are seemingly thrust into the office of one Kalvin Dayspring, he sits behind his desk looking at the camera waiting on it to go live. As we do he gives off a forced smile as he begins to address the audience.
Dayspring: Ladies and Gentlemen first off let me welcome you to Friday Night Combat’s first ever Pay Per View Event, Theater of War! Where we have a great line up for you tonight, where our Combatants will give their best in the ring to continue to move forward in our wonderful company. One very relevant Combatant you will not see tonight however is ‘The Alpha’ Andre Cash.
He pauses a moment shuffling the papers in front of him, appearing to read a few things from them then continues.
Dayspring: Since our inception Combat has fostered a sense of competition, created an environment where working hard and going above and beyond became a norm. Still due to this high stress, over achieving environment we have also had more than our fair share of loose cannons. Sean Raines, The Nightmare Court, and most recently Andre Cash. During our first three months of life many Combatants have suffered injuries, it is sadly a risk of the business. I however have to draw the line when none wrestling employees are starting to fear for their safety. After Raines heinous attack on Jason Byrd we have added strict rules about getting physical with any none wrestling staff. Andre Cash knew of these rules.
He cleared his throat, keeping a very somber look on his face as he continues.
Dayspring: After his lost to Raines on Ground Zero he destroyed the locker room and attacked several stage hands, producers and referees who tried to calm him down. For this offense he was fined 20,000 dollars and warned. His actions last Combat where he blatantly attacked not one but two referees directly and then assaulted over half a dozen more people in the brawl that ensued afterwards. For that he is now suspended, indefinitely!
He pauses for it all to sink in before finishing up his thoughts.
Dayspring: His actions will be brought before a board of directors, let this be a warning to anyone else in the back we must treat our none wrestling employees with the respect they deserve. Now lets get this show on the road.
The view transitions to the live audience at the Allstate Arena in Chicago, Illinois! The show is sold out and not a person is sitting as they stand and cheer, the chant of ‘Combat, Combat’ can already be heard amongst the near rabid fans before it settles on our ringside commentary team of Alex Higgins and Arthur B. Glass.
Higgins: Ladies and Gentlemen WELCOME TO THEATER OF WAR!!!! I am Alex Higgins and my good friend and companion here is the GREAT Arthur B. Glass!
Arthur does a bit of a flourish with his hands as he takes a bow, even turning and giving a few ringside fans high fives as Higgins continues.
Higgins: We are here to give you insight and play by play for FNC’s FIRST ever pay per view event Theater of War and I can be honest we have a hell of a card for you. Still before we get into that we just heard a huge announcement from our General Manager about the future, or lack of one in this case for one of our biggest stars Andre Cash!
Glass: This is the first time since Combat that Dayspring has addressed this entire ordeal, up until now all he has refused to comment.
Higgins: Well Andre Cash has had plenty to say about the whole thing, and with social media being such a large platform for the stars today he didn’t hesitate to share his stance on everything with his fans.
The screen begins to flash several of Andre Cash personal tweets as Higgins reads a few off.
Glass: Apparently the Hashtag Alpha Invasion went viral over the last week. The entire wrestling world has been buzzing over what is brewing with Andre Cash here on Combat.
Higgins: After Dayspring finally publicity addressing this whole thing I highly doubt it will be much longer before Cash makes his feelings known. We can all just hope …
The Jury is In
(featuring The Nightmare Court, Tex Attwater, & Bear-O-Dactyl!)
‘Hoist the Colours’ Epic Rap cover blast over the PA interrupting Higgins mid sentence. As it does the lights turn red and dims as mist begins to flood the entrance ramp. The fans recognize what is going on and quickly begin to flood the arena with boos.
Glass: Well looks like we are getting started early, seems like these guys don’t like to wait their turn.
From beneath the ramp we see the group known as the Nightmare Court Raise up from below. The group is in it’s entirety with Jack Tyde, Shante’ Waverly, Sebastian, Benjamin and Edward Hamilton all present. Along with them however is another hooded figure, smaller in stature it seems feminine as he walks down with the group. Once in the ring Jack Tyde request a mic and the music fades.
Higgins: Well I guess we are about to find out what is on their mind, between Sebastian’s quest for gold, Tyde’s ongoing conflict with Tex Attwatter and Shante’s tiff with Latoya Hixx no telling what they are about to say.
The fans boo a few moments as Tyde stares around at them in digust.
Tyde: I am not even going to give you rabble the honor of telling you to shut up! I have more important business to attend too!
The fans only up their boos making it hard to hear Tyde as he speaks.
Tyde: You see for three months now my path has been intertwined with that of one Tex Attwater! The lovable cowboy, last week though you miserable fans saw just a bit of his true self. As he was convinced..
Higgins: Brainwashed is more like it!
Tyde: To work with me in the main event, still though he struggles. His secrets buried deep, trying to deny even himself his true dark side. TONIGHT however he makes a decision, TONIGHT I tell everyone the truth. I will let everyone know how BAD of a person you really are, I will tell them about the fire, and how you fled fro…
‘Cowboy’ by Kid Rock blast over the PA and the fan’s let off a loud cheer as our attention is turned towards the entrance ramp. Tex Attwater appears but with him is the team of Bear-O-Dactyl! they seem to be trying to convince him not to head to the ring, but he seems determined to do so and the trio slowly make there way down the entrance ramp.
Tyde: So you brought your baby sitters with you Tex? Do they know what sort of bastard you really are? See I do, Shante’ does, the Hamilton brothers do, and of course so does Fiona..
Despite not having a mic you can hear Tex shout to the top of his lungs.
Tex: DON’T SAY THAT NAME GOD DAMN YOU!!
You can see Bear-O-Dactyl! still trying to keep him from engaging in conflict as they all three enter the ring, the numbers are clearly in advantage of the Nightmare Court.
Higgins: Bear-O-Dactyl! has been supporters of Tex over the past few months, trying to help him end this whole ordeal. It seems like they are clear enough headed to realize that he is walking into a trap and trying to help him out.
Glass: Yea but good enough friends that they are still in the ring with them even though they shouldn’t be. This doesn’t look good for the trio.
Union Jack grabs a mic and speaks.
Jack: Look Tyde, me and Dinosaurio have sit in the back week and week out and watched you torture Tex, We don’t know what kind of mind games your playing on him but we don’t like bullies and maybe it’s time if he can’t see clear enough to defend himself, we do it for him.
Tyde: So your willing to fight for this bastard? Do you know what kind of twisted horror he really is, do you know the real monster that lurks deep in him. The one he tries to hide, the one he fights to pretend he is not.
Jack: Your one to judge.
Tyde: I am actually, We at the Nightmare Court are judge, jury and executioners. But we are not looking for a death sentence, we are only looking for him to accept the darkness and join us. That’s right Tex, don’t fight it, let the horror take over and we will give you what you always wanted. What you have been searching for ever since the fire.
You see Tex shaking his head as he tries to tune out everything he is saying. You can tell he is conflicted and confused as Tyde continues to talk.
Tyde: We will give you acceptance and forgiveness..
He steps back as the cloaked woman steps forwards taking her cloak off showing a lovely blonde woman. She smiles a most twisted and sadistic smile as takes the mic, you can see the shock in Tex eyes as he mutters over and over.
Tex: Fiona, Fiona.. Fiona?!
Bear-O-Dactyl! seem confused as they turn to check on Tex, as they do the Nightmare Academy springs into action attacking them from behind. They begin to send a few large blows to the back sending them down before Sebastian steps forward with the brass knuckles that he has become known for and levels Jack. Dinosaurio turns to save him but Shante’ hits him with mist in the eye and Tyde blind sides him as well. Tex froze in the ring staring at Fiona.
Fiona: I forgive you Tex, stop hiding your true self. These people, they saved me, join me, Join the Court..
The Nightmare Court steps back leaving Bear-O-Dactyl! staggering in the center of the ring.
Higgins: What is going on?! There is no way he will join these sick bastards after everything they have put him through.
Glass: He needs to get his friends and get out of the ring before the Nightmare Court figures that out!
Tex shakes his head and seems to come to his sense as he points to the court ordering them to back up as he walks over to help Jack to his feet. As Jack is leaning on him however he knees him in the gut and lifts him on his shoulder hitting ‘High Noon’ (running dominator) on him sending him down hard. Dinosaurio tries to get up to his knees but as he does Tyde runs and hits ‘Walk the Plank’ (curb stomp) on him sending him back down.
Glass: Well I guess we are all wrong, it looks like Tex just did the unthinkable!
The Court surround Tex before all embracing him and holding his hands up in the air. The fans boo as Fiona and Tex kiss trash begins to get tossed in the ring.
Higgins: Well it looks like the Jury is in and Tex is now sold his soul to the Nightmare Court and whatever these mind games were seem to finally have paid off for Tyde!
As the Nightmare Court celebrates in the ring their logo flashes before it transitions to a prerecorded video.
“Earlier Today”
(featuring Crush)
We see an “Earlier Today” sign come across the screen. The scene fades to a nice fancy mansion in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia. It is immediately following the events of IIW Combat where Crush punched his ticket to Theater of War. There’s a lot to digest there, I know, but bare with me. It seems we are in the luxurious home of Crush himself as we see his 2022 Dodge Charger in the driveway along with a couple of other nice vehicles.
The camera pans inside the home as we go up the long winding staircase… Why doesn’t this guy have an elevator in such a big mansion, you ask? Well, he does. It’s on the other end of the house. Your dumbass just chose to take the stairs. As, you finally reach the top of the staircase, you notice the door to the master bedroom is wide open. As you creep in there, you see four individuals. His other brother, Maniac, and his cousins Andrew Huttman, Bryan Huttman, and the man himself, Crush. Crush is sitting in the chair with his ribs taped up as his family gathers around him.
Maniac: Bro, how are you feeling? You need to go to the hospital and get those ribs looked at.
Andrew: Yeah man.. Listen to Jake.. You took a nasty shot to those ribs. You could have internal bleeding after what you been through the last couple weeks. I’m sorry we couldn’t help you, man.
“I’m fine… Forget about it ..”
Ah .. there he is… The familiar voice of Crush… Crush gets up, very gingerly I might add, and goes to the bathroom.. He adjusts the tape around his ribs and rips the bandage off of his head.. He’s a stubborn one, ya know.. The ECE World Championship lies there on the bed as Crush washes some of the blood off of his hands ..
Bryan: Aaron, man.. Your brother is right. You have TWO big matches this week. You gotta defend your compete for the IIW Global Title and then you gotta hop on a plane to New York City to defend dat ECE Championship. Not to mention that Ring of Dreams match comin up. You need to be 100 percent, bro.
Crush looks at Bryan. Crush walks over and throws his Title belt against the wall and looks at his Huttman cousins. Crush goes to pick up his ECE World Title but winces a little bit. He’s gotta have broken ribs. Oh well, we’ll never know because he won’t go to the damn hospital.
Crush: I appreciate the concern cuz but this is something I have to do. Mike made this personal along time ago.. Caleb Scott has something that i want..That I NEED… I PROMISED my wife and my little one that i would end this.. I let them down before. Injuries or not, I’m making it to Combat to get my receipt.
Andrew: I get that, man. I do.. But you know how Mike is, man, and he knows you’re hurt. It’ll take less than 5 seconds for him to go after those ribs.
Crush: I’m counting on that. Look, Mike has gotten the jump on me not once but TWICE now. And after what he’s put my family through…The mother of my CHILD… It’s time to put him out of his misery. I’m tired of the sneak attacks. I’m tired of the games. This ENDS at Theater of War. I don’t give a damn If I have to crawl to that goddamn ring.
Bryan: I know that Aaron .. but you got two guys who know you’re hurt.. I want you to get that strap as well but you have to be smart about this ..
Crush cuts Bryan off as he does not look happy ..
Crush: Look, Bryan.. I don’t give a shit about being smart.. I gave my word that I would put an end to this and where I come from….Where WE…Come from, My word means everything to me.. There’s two others in the match. I don’t care… But he WILL respect me. I’m going to take that Title from Caleb Scott but Mike isn’t walking out of that building on his own two feet
A brief moment of silence ..
Maniac shakes his head as Andrew speaks up..
Andrew: All I can say is good luck bro. I really don’t think you should be doin this, Aaron, but you obviously gonna do whatever the hell you wanna do.
Crush: I’m glad you’ve finally figured that out after all these years of us being family. Look, cousin.. If I need you, I’ll call you. I got this. Trust me.
Andrew nods his head as he pats Crush on the back. Andrew and Bryan walk outta the room as Crush turns to his brother..
Maniac: Brother.. You know I will support you in WHATEVER you decide to do… But are you sure about this? I mean, your ribs are taped.. Your head has a big bruise on it..
Crush: Jake.. I’m going to be fine brother. This business is in my blood.. I am the current ECE World Heavyweight Champion.. I knew what I signed up for when I decided to do this dual company thing. I broke my neck in that ring and what did I do? I came back. It’s what I do. This was just supposed to be a regular title match but as usual, Mike has to make it personal. I’m not coming back to this house on without BOTH the ECE Title and IIW Global Title.
Maniac: I like the confidence brother .. I’m just worried that’s all. What if he wins? Can you accept Mike beating you like this?
Crush: Don’t worry.. Leave everything to me. Only thing I’m pledging to after Theater of War is the IIW Global Championship to go along with this ECE one.
Maniac: Okay man.. Whatever you decide, you know I got your back.
Crush: I know baby brother.. I just gotta get ready for Caleb and Mike on Friday in Chicago and then catch that flight to tMadison Square Garden to whoop that ass.
Maniac: Yeah that’s right brother. Just make sure you are careful. The match at Theater of War is unpredictable. You got two guys on one side that want to hurt you and since we aren’t contracted IIW talent, we can’t be there to back you up so be careful out there. Don’t do anything foolish, bro. We are running outta tape and stitches here.
Crush: Then I guess I better go out there and do what I do best then isn’t it?
Maniac: You’re going to have to…Not just for your family…but for yourself ..
Crush: Don’t I always? ..
Maniac: Really?
Crush: Look Jake.. I already beat Mike before. Mike tried to get in my head by abducting Jess last year and it worked but let’s be honest.. He never stood a chance. Mike was dead the moment he put his hands on my wife.. There’s no Ifs…No ANDs…No BUTs…Jake, you saw first hand what I did to Mike for putting his hands on Jess last year.. The only reason i didnt put him in a bodybag was because JESS didn’t want me to. I won’t make that mistake come Theater of War. .
Maniac: But what about Caleb Scott? ..
Crush: Oh, Jake… Trust me.. I haven’t forgotten.. Caleb Scott has what I want.. I’ve made it my mission since i got here to be at the top of this place and come Theater of War, I finally put this issue to rest. I’ve been screwed time and again the last few months. My career in IIW has gone downhill ever since Mike beat me for My ECE Title on Mayhem last year. It’s time to get back on track and as God as my witness, that’s what i’m going to do. Now, If you guys will excuse me.. I have a plane to catch.
Crush grabs his bags and winces a bit before heading to the door. His cousins and brother just shake their heads as he closes the door behind him.
The camera returns to center ring with Charity Langston, microphone in hand. Standing in the corner already is Amir Yusaf as we get ready for the next match. Charity begins the annoucements.
Charity: Our first match of the evening is scheduled for one fall, first already in the ring Amir Yusaf!
He raises his hands and the fans give out a small cheer as she continues.
Charity: His opponent for the night from Toronto Ontario, Canada standing 6 foot 4 and weighing 265 pounds, undefeated so far in Combat he is Gavin Chambers!
‘Envy’ by Twisted blast over the PA as the fans let out a boo. The lights flash red when we finally see Chambers at the entrance ramp. He takes a few moments before marching down to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope. Before he gets in good Amir is already on the attack, stomping him while he is down.
***Ding, Ding***
Higgins: Well it seems like Amir is ready to make a name for himself at the expense of one of our fastest rising stars in Gavin Chambers.
Glass: You have to do things like that to get ahead in this business, a mean streak is mandatory to stay ahead.
With the upper hand Amir lifts Gavin to his feet and quickly goes to Irish whip him against the ropes, Gavin however is aware enough to reverse the move and send him against the ropes instead as he does this he runs towards the adjacent ropes bouncing off them to get a running start the two meet in the middle of the ring and..
Glass: What the hell?!
Higgins: Darkness Erupts! That’s his finisher, its only been a few seconds no way this can be over!
Gavin hits the Darkness Erupts (Diamond Cutter) and then quickly goes to pin Amir afterwards, the ref counts.
.1,
..2,
…3!!
***Ding, Ding***
Charity: Your winner by Pin fall and still undefeated Gavin Chambers!!!
Gavin stands up and kicks the still limp body of Amir out of the ring as he raises his hands in the air. His music blast as he stoically looks on at the crowd booing him.
Glass: He didn’t even break a sweat! I am honestly not sure if that should even count.
Higgins: I am just getting word from the back, apparently that is the quickest match in Combat History to date only lasting 15 seconds after the bell rung and three of those was for the ref to count!
Glass: I don’t see that as a record that will be broke any time soon.
Higgins: Well I guess it’s time to move on for the night, I do believe Jason Byrd is ready for Byrd’s eye view with a special announcement about the future of Combat.
Glass: I asked Jason several times backstage what this was about and he was very tight lipped about it, so for once I am eager to hear what he has to say.
Higgins: Me too, so without further adieu lets get back to the ring.
Byrd’s Eye View: Major Announcement
(featuring Beckett Marisol, Jasmine Raye)
The view returns to the ring as we can already see the podium set up in the middle of the ring, the lights dimmed with a spotlight directly on the podium and behind the podium our Host Jason Byrd. He leans forward to speak into the microphone,
Byrd: Ladies and gentlemen, gays and gals, fans of all ages, it is time for you to prepare yourself as I, your gracious host, prepares to bestow upon you just a small portion of my vast knowledge of the wrestling industry. A man of the people, who knows all the people and hears every little secret in the wrestling world is here to pull back the curtain just a smidge and give you the biggest scoop and hottest topic to date!
He grabs the mic as he walks out from behind the podium, the spotlight stays with him as he does so.
Byrd: And this week I don’t have a guest, instead I have a major announcement. One that is SURE to rock the foundation of this very brand, one that will bring excitement to Combat and…
Before he can finish his thought sound, unfamiliar to Combat, of “Woman like me” by Little mix (feat nikki minaj) hits the PA and the fans automatically give off a loud pop that is a mixture of boos and cheers at this point.
Higgins: Wait? Wait? Is that who I think it is?
Glass: It’s either that or Tex Attwater is having another identity crisis! The Undisputed, IIW Women’s World Champion! Beckett Marisol!
Higgins: It’s Daddy if you’re nasty!
About that time the lights in the arena flicker to normal and we see the Champ standing on the entrance way with her title wrapped snugly around her waist. She has a smirk on her face and mic in hand as she slowly struts up the ramp and towards the ring pausing on the steel steps to take a moment and speak.
‘Daddy’: Hold on you over the hill mouth breather. I know what your BIG announcement is, and you’re right it’s the biggest thing to hit Combat but if you think I am going to let you make a mockery out of the announcement you got it twisted.
She steps between the ring and walks up to the podium knocking it over and coming face to face with Byrd. She pokes him a few times in the chest as she speaks
‘Daddy’: Shove off gramps, Daddy’s got it from here.
Byrd doesn’t show any resistance as she shoos him from the ring he gladly exits leaving her in the center alone. She looks at the crowd and sighs
‘Daddy’: I don’t understand how all you fans always manage to look the same, regardless of if its Mayhem or the fans in Japan at Miracle Galaxy Pro you are all obese, pitiful virgins with nothing better to do with your friday’s then to come off her and catch a glimpse of ME so you can think of me when your alone in the shower tonight.
By the point the shock of her showing up has worn off and the fans remember why they disliked her so much, the boos flood in to show it.
‘Daddy’: I was hoping for more from you Combat fans but you’re all the same. Still you’re lucky, because that old buzzard’s big announcement is ME! That’s right, and this..,
She taps on the women’s title around her waist.
‘Daddy’: Just became exclusive to your little show. After traveling the globe defending this strap of gold I decided the only place left to find a challenge is here, and honestly so far it’s not looking that promising..
Soon the strains of Redeemer/Slept So Long begins to play over the speakers. The screen begins to come alive, showing the interior of an ancient Egyptian throne room. Seated wearing royal regalia from head to toe with her face immaculately made is the Beautiful Nightmare herself, Jasmine Raye.
Higgins: Oh My God! Jasmine Raye is here two? This match was supposed to happen at Keys to Success but for some reason didn’t appear, maybe we know why? Maybe because it was destined to Combat this whole time!
Glass: Man I don’t know about you but I am starting to enjoy this show more and more!
She smirks with an impish yet innocent look gracing her lovely face.
Raye: Hola ‘Papi’. Remember me?
A soft chuckle flows effortlessly through lips of a deep glossy red hue. Piercing ice blues twinkling as long lean legs cross and uncross again.
Raye: If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re purposefully trying to avoid me. What’s wrong, preciosa? Afraid that your ‘well deserved’ dream championship run here in IIW is about to become a Nightmare?
Beckett motions for her to bring it and Jasmine doesn’t hesitate in dashing down the ring and sliding into the ring but unexpectedly Beckett just bails out the other side mic still in hand she speaks, almost laughing as she does.
‘Daddy’: Did you really think I would give you the satisfaction of kicking your ass tonight? Did you think I would do that for these dolts in attendance. Besides you didn’t let me finish the announcement, you see tonight my good friend Shante’ Waverly is fighting some nobody Latoya Hixx for number one contender to THIS title..
She taps the belt with her hand
‘Daddy’: So that means you got to get in the back of the line ‘Papi’.
She tosses the mic down as her music plays and she exits, the fans cheering at this point and chanting ‘Jasmine, Jasmine’.
Higgins: Doesn’t look like we are getting that match after all, at least not YET but we do have a number one contender’s match later tonight and that should be an interesting bout.
Glass: I am just curious how good of friends her and Shante’ are, Shante’ has been near unstoppable here on Combat and if she wins tonight I doubt she will pull any punches in trying to take that title off ‘Daddy’, fighting of titles can be a real strain to a relationship.
Higgins: Well that was just TWO major debuts already with the IIW Women’s Champion Beckett Marisol and her Rival Jasmine Raye both coming to Combat which interjects a whole new layer to the Women’s competition here but that’s not the only big Combat Debut either.
Glass: not by a long shot because up next we have the IN RING DEBUT for Combat of Xavier Lux, a man who is notorious in the wrestling world and turned IIW Fans eyes when he entered the Ice Crown Rumble just 3 months ago, now he is in Combat to stay.
Higgins: That’s right and he takes on El Landerson next, a Veteran to not just Combat but the wrestling world in general. One who picked up a big win against John Tolly last week and looks to continue that trend and really put a damper on Lux’s big in ring debut.
The View switches to the ring as the match is about to begin. Booyka 619 hits and El Landerson walks out on stage and kneels down on one knee and prays. He gets up and points to the fans in the crowd. Pyro fireworks burst open and switch to the other side of the stage and does the same thing.
Charity: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 160 pounds. El Landerson!
After he is done he slowly walks down the ramp and slaps some little kids high fives and he stops and stares at the kid and hands his Luchador Mask to him and heads straight towards the ring.
Higgins: There’s El Landerson, handing off his mask, and coming off a victory over John Tolly in his last matchup.
Glass: Nevermind the interference by Raines but that’ll get settled later tonight in their Windy City Riot.
Landerson hops on the turnbuckle and poses with both fingers in mid air and walks to the other side turnbuckle and does the same thing, mid finger in the air then he gets down and waits for his opponent to arrive.
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. He looks around at the crowd who give him a mixed reaction, not knowing much of the “Man with Venom in his Veins”. He makes his way down the ramp, keeping his focus on the ring.
Charity: Introducing second, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 225 pounds. Xavier Lux!
Once he gets to ringside, he hops on the apron, wiping his boots, showing respect to the canvas where he is about to practice his craft. He then gets inside and makes his way to the corner, climbs to the second turnbuckle and again just looks around at the crowd who is still lukewarm on him. He takes off his CCPE T-shirt, and acknowledges a fan here and there before picking one whom he tosses the t-shirt too. Well that mark is now a fan, maybe Xavier is not that bad after all? The fan celebrates but fights off other fans who try to snatch the shirt away. He hops down as his music fades, the ref checks him and then gets ready for the match to start.
Higgins: Well, Xavier Lux did say after the Ice Crown Rumble that he would be back in IIW. Theater of War is a good place to make good on that promise. Although, I am surprised he didn’t go join his CCPE friends over on Mayhem.
Glass: Well, Combat is the place everyone wants to be, I get it. First, Ice Crown Rumble, now Theater of War. He definitely picks his appearances wisely, making sure everybody takes notice of him.
***Ding Ding***
Both men begin to make their way to the center of the ring, circling each other before locking up. Lux, having a foot and about 60 pounds on El Landerson, shoves Landerson back and he rolls back and onto one knee by the turnbuckle. Landerson gets back up and right back into a lock up with Lux, the same thing happens again.
Higgins: Lux clearly has the size advantage here, Landerson won’t be able to go on pure strength here.
Glass: We haven’t seen Lux since his IIW debut at the Ice Crown Rumble, sure seems to be staying ring ready.
Standing up one more time, Landerson runs at Lux and Lux goes for a clothesline but Landerson ducks under, hits the ropes and comes back to a boot to the gut and a headlock from Lux. Landerson spins out into a hammerlock on Lux who reaches back, grabs Landerson’s head and flips up and over, landing behind Landerson. Lux pushes Landerson forward into the ropes but Landerson wrap his arms around the ropes and bounces Lux off of him. Landerson charges at Lux who goes for a clothesline but Landerson ducks under and hits the opposite ropes, coming back with a spinning heel kick, knocking Lux to the mat but he pops back up right away. Landerson stays on Lux and delivers a few rights, backing him into the ropes and whips Lux. Landerson jumps over Lux on the rebound and when he lands he rolls back and brings his feet to the air. Lux runs into Landerson’s feet and gets sent flying across the mat to his back. Again, Lux gets back to his feet and is quickly met with a wheel kick from Landerson. Landerson gets up and plays to the crowd as they cheer. Landerson moves Lux back to the ropes and whips him but Lux reverses. Landerson jumps to the ropes and fires back at Lux with a springboard somersault and goes for a pin.
1…
2…
Kickout.
Higgins: Those educated feet putting in some work early on from the former Uprising Champion.
Glass: The crowd really seems to be enjoying it, listen to them cheer for him.
Landerson grabs Lux and goes to whip him into the corner but Lux reverses and quickly follows behind Landerson, hitting him with a big splash in the corner then pulling him out and hitting a snap suplex on Landerson. Picking Landerson back up, Lux hits multiple kicks to the legs and midsection, finishing off with a head scissors which sends Landerson to the floor on the outside. Lux bounces off the opposite ropes and goes flying over the top rope, landing a Pescado on Landerson. Lux quickly tosses Landerson back in the ring and slides in after him. Landerson is trying to get to his feet but Lux stays on him as he comes flying in with a Shining Wizard and goes for the cover.
1…
2…
Th…kickout.
Higgins: Impressive streak of moves there from Lux but unable to keep Landerson down.
Glass: Landerson better get it together, he can’t take a lot more like that.
Lux starts to pick up Landerson by the head but Landerson starts to swing a few elbows to the midsection of Lux. Landerson runs for the ropes, bounces off, but runs right into a Spanish Fly from Lux. Not wasting any time, Lux makes his way to the turnbuckle and hops up. Standing up, he then launches himself off, flipping back for a Shooting Star Press but Landerson, out of desperation, gets his knees up. With Lux on the ground grabbing his midsection, Landerson makes his way to his feet. Lux is pulling himself up in the corner with the ref checking to make sure he’s ok. Landerson then runs at Lux but Lux quickly slides out of the way and as he does, pulls the ref into Landerson’s path. The ref takes a splash from Landerson and gets knocked to the ground followed by a strong head kick from Lux to the head of Landerson as the crowd erupts with boos for Lux.
Higgins: Oh my god, Lux just pulled the ref over to take that splash from Landerson. What a cheap move.
Glass: He’s a man that is going to do what he can to win. No matter what it takes. It looks like he isn’t done though.
Taking advantage of the ref being knocked out, Lux exits the rings, grabs a chair from ringside and slides back in the ring. He sizes Landerson up as he makes his way back to his feet. Stumbling and turning around, Landerson sees Lux ready to swing the chair but Landerson thinks quickly and drops down, hitting a drop toe hold which sends Lux onto the second rope. Landerson quickly hits the opposite ropes. Returning, he jumps and swings around connecting with a 619 which shoots Lux back to the mat. Landerson hits the Landerson Frog Splash and goes for the pin. The crowd screams the three count but the ref is still down. Landerson sees this and gets off Lux. He goes to the ref and starts to try to shake him awake. The ref, waking up groggy, starts to come to and get back to his feet. Landerson turns around but all he sees is the foot of Lux as he connects hard with a Pele Kick. Landerson’s body goes stiff and he falls flat on his back and Lux goes for the cover.
1…
2…
3.
***Ding, Ding***
Charity: Your winner by pinfall, Xavier Lux!
Higgins: Well, it wasn’t the cleanest victory but a victory nonetheless for Xavier Lux as he comes out on top after a vicious kick to the head of El Landerson.
Glass: We might want to get the medical team to make sure Landerson still knows who he is after that kick.
Xavier rolls out of the ring and celebrates as he walks up the ramp while being showered with boos from the Chicago fans. As he celebrate the camera transitions to the back where they have caught up with Gavin Chambers in the locker room.
Game Time Over
(featuring Gavin Chambers)
A war is what they had asked for between Gavin Chambers and Amir Yusuf, but one man was not up to the task. Gavin Chambers proved he was head and shoulders above Amir on Theater of War, as he has each and every opponent Combat has put in front of him thus far.
Lucifer Nightshade: What we need to understand is that the actions we have taken are what have got us to this moment, right, Gavin?
He looked over at Gavin with an intense smile on his face as he tapped his shoulder a few times. Gavin turned his head towards Lucifer and began to plead his case about how he felt after the match.
Gavin: Yes, Lucifer… I always seem to hold up my end of the bargain and go out there in the combat ring and fight. I know the grass hasn’t always been green since we walked in the door of the organization, but at least we are doing something right.
What he was saying was all so true, since last time we heard from Gavin and Lucifer, they were pretty harsh about Dayspring, who runs the entire Combat brand. No matter what you want to say about Gavin and Lucifer or how much you hate them, you need to respect them.
Lucifer: It’s all good, Gavin… We know you have been going out there and doing your job; that was never in question. I am also hoping we find out more from Mr. Dayspring on where exactly you stand on this roster after tonight.
Lucifer began to smirk after he was done speaking; he also has taken his hand off the shoulder of Gavin at this point. Gavin raises his head from looking down and stares directly into the camera before he starts speaking again.
Gavin: It should have already been figured out by now where I exactly stand on the combat roster. It should never have taken this long to see that Combat has the complete package standing right in front of their very own eyes. I am making it public knowledge from here on out that I am no longer going to suffer from underbooking. I am making a plea to Mr. Dayspring that I would like to face some of the very best that Combat has to offer, and it will be worth booking those matches.
Sitting down in his chair, Gavin began to take off his wrist tape, unwinding it slowly as Lucifer began to speak.
Lucifer: As you can see, my puppet has grown impatient, and that usually means bad news for anyone who steps in his way. However, I do have to agree with what he is saying one hundred percent because he is right.
At this time, Gavin has started to untie his wrestling boots now that he is finished with his wrist tape. Handing the wrist tape to Lucifer, he signals for him to walk over and place it in the trash bin on the other side of the room. As Lucifer is walking, Gavin takes over with his eye wide open and his focus on the camera.
Gavin: It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt; that’s what they always say, correct? I am telling you that, starting from this point on, superstars are going to start getting hurt because I am done playing these cat and mouse games with management here on Combat.
Unzipping his wrestling bag, he places his boots inside the bag and throws his ring gear in the bag since he has already taken his shower after the match. Zipping it up tightly, he looks at the camera and shouts into the microphone.
“GET OUT NOW WE’RE DONE.“
The view switches from the back as we see Charity in the ring getting ready for our next bout.
Charity : The following contest is a singles match between Latoya Hixx and Shante’ Waverly to determine the #1 contender for the women’s title, introducing first Latoya Hixx!
She looks Good to me hit’s when she comes out on stage and poses her arm in heel toe in the air she walks down and slaps a few kids high fives and gets inside of the Intense Enough ring and climbs on the top rope and pose her hand in the mid air and gets down off the rope and waits for her opponent to arrive.
Charity: Introducing next her opponent, Shante’ Waverly!
Mutiny by Neoni hits and we see Shante’ Waverly make her way to the ring as Charity exits and the bell rings!
***Ding, Ding***
Higgins: This is how you kick off the women’s division being on Combat now, we are working our way on to crown a new number one contender!
Glass: You say that as if it’s supposed to be exciting?
None the less we see the two women lock up and Shante’ gets the advantage on Hixx as she backs her into the corner and begins to hit Hixx across her chest with a flurry of chops as Shante’ backs up and begins to taunt Latoya, as the crowd begins to boo Shante’ but it’s clear that she does not care. Hixx moves herself out of the corner and up against the ropes as she bounces off and catches Shante’ with a swinging neckbreaker and goes for the cover but Shante’ kicks out. None the less Hixx leans down and picks up Shante’ by the head of her hair and Shante’ quickly begins to elbow Hixx’s midsection as she gets a little bit of offense finally going as she sends Hixx up against the ropes and Shante’ catches Hixx with a clothesline as Hixx comes back and Shante’ begins to stomp at Hixx.
Higgins: These two women seem to have a little animosity between the two of them.
Glass: I mean eventually no matter how much you do or do not know someone when a shot for a title is on the line, a different side of each individual will come out.
We now see that Hixx has managed to grab Shante’ by the leg and push her down on the ground as Hixx quickly takes advantage with a school girl roll up on Shante’ but is only able to get a count of two. Shante’ turns around and begins to argue with the ref but Hixx turns her around and sends her up against the ropes and catches her with a running enzuguri as we see Hixx’s knee go into Shante’s face. Shante’s goes down on the mat and Hixx leans over and attempts to pick her up but Shante’ quickly rakes the eyes of Hixx who turns around and tries to gain her composure.
Higgins: That damn witch, she’s always trying to cheat.
Glass: As she should. If you want to make it anywhere in this business, hold up, a second…
The crowd starts to get a little rowdy as Shante’ and Hixx are still going at it in the ring, now that Hixx has gathered her composure, when we see the current I.I.W Women’s Champion, Beckett make her way out and stand up a little ways outside the ring and begin to watch the match.
Higgins: Well looks like we have a visitor?
Glass: Seems so and rightfully. When a champion is invested in what is going on of course they want an up close view of what is going on.
We see that Hixx has pulled Shante’ into the middle of the ring and is going up to the top rope. Hixx beautifully executes the Latoya Moonsault and goes for the pin!
1
2
3!
***Ding, Ding***
Hixx hand is raised in victory as we hear Charity Langston.
Charity: Ladies and gentlemen your winner and number one contender, Latoya Hixx! Hixx’s music hits as we see Beckett make her way towards the back.
Higgins: Well I guess she got what she came for.
The Miracle Save
(featuring Latoya Hixx, Shante’ Waverly, Beckett Marisol, & Junko Souma)
As Hixx hand is raised you can see Beckett quickly march towards the ring talking smack to her new number one contender, as she does however Shante’ is up and hits Hixx from behind. As she does Beckett rushes and slides in the ring and the two ladies begin to give the boots to the downed Hixx.
Higgins: Beckett said it earlier, that Shante was her close friend and now that the match is over it seems like Shante’ has no issue in softening up her friend’s next opponent.
Glass: The women’s champion has come to Theater of War and decided to make a statement about the state of Combat’s new Women’s division.
Beckett motions for Shante’ to pick up Hixx but as she does the crowd lets out a pop and from the entrance comes a young lady that is familiar to long time IIW Fans.
Glass: that… what the hell! That is Junko Souma! She hasn’t been seen on IIW Television since 2021!
Higgins: Now she is currently wrestling for an all female promotion based out of Japan known as Miracle Galaxy Pro, a place our Champion Beckett just came back from where these two had a world class match.
Beckett doesn’t seem to pay attention to the crowd, Junko takes this chance to climb to the top rope from the apron and hit a flying cross body onto Beckett sending her out of the ring. Shante’ charges her but Junko gives her a stiff kick and hits her “JNK Driver” (Ki Krusher 99) on to Shante’. Beckett pulls her friend out of the ring and the two exit up the ramp as Junko helps Hixx to her feet.
Higgins: Well we went from a couple of hours ago not having a women’s division to 3 of the best just showing up! It will be interesting to see where this goes but it all looks positive to me!
Glass: That’s for sure, but right now we need to get to the back, I think Ally Anderson has tracked down PG-13 to see if he has any comments about his brothers video from earlier and his title match later tonight!
Rated R for Ready
(featuring PG-13)
The scene fades backstage. The camera man is walking down the hallway until it comes to the locker room that says “PG-13”. Ally Anderson is seen outside of the locker room with a microphone as she begins to speak.
Ally Anderson: I am outside the locker room of PG-13 moments before his big match tonight for the IIW Global Title against his brother, Crush, and current Global Champion Caleb Scott. I’m hoping to get a few words with him after that video package we saw of Crush earlier in the day.
As soon as Ally finishes, the door swings open and out walks Michael Hill, the Super Agent for PG-13. Michael Hill gives Ally Anderson a disgusted look but puts on a fake smile as Ally begins to speak.
Ally Anderson: Mr. Hill. I was wondering if I could get a word with your client before his big match later tonight?
Michael Hill: Is that why you’re here, Ally? To hear my client tell you how he’s going to decimate Caleb Scott and his piece of crap brother tonight? How my client will finally realize his destiny tonight and become the IIW Global Champion here in the slums of Chicago. Is that what you wanna hear, Ally?
Ally Anderson: Well I was moreso trying to get his thoughts on what his brother said earlier today?
Michael Hill goes to speak again but the door once again opens and out walks PG-13, in his ring gear, with a towel around his neck. He nods to Michael Hill and Hill goes back into the locker room. PG-13 then looks Ally up and down before starting to speak.
PG-13: So, you want my thoughts on my brother? What is there to say that I haven’t already said for months now?
Ally Anderson: Well, earlier today in his home in Atlanta, Crush mentioned finally putting this issue to rest. What are your thoughts on that?
PG-13: I’ve told Aaron time and time again. This is over when I say it’s over. This issue between us isn’t over until I take EVERYTHING from him. That includes that ECE World Championship. Tonight is just a small sample when I take that Global Title.
Ally Anderson: What about Caleb Scott? He is the Global Champion.
PG-13: Caleb has felt my wrath before. He knows what I am capable of. He’s just a placeholder. He’s simply holding that Title until I am ready to take it and tonight? I’m cashing in that receipt.
Ally Anderson: With all due respect PG, how did it get here? You and Crush are brothers and yet all you two seem to want to do is kill each other.
PG-13: A LIFETIME of resentment, Ally. Aaron has been a pain in my ass since childhood. He has always been jealous of me. I broke his neck back in 2020, hoping that would be the last time I had to deal with him trying to hold down my career. That changed last year when he returned to ECE. Aaron may have these idiots in the audience fooled. He may have our brother and cousins lookin stupid.. But I see right through that bullshit. I told Aaron to stay away. I told him it was best for his little son and his wife to stay away. I KIDNAPPED his wife to teach him a lesson. That this isn’t the place for him anymore. As usual, he doesn’t listen. So now I have to put the dog down myself and tonight that I END his career, take out Caleb scott, and claim MY destiny as IIW Global Champion. Now get away from my locker room.
PG-13 goes back inside and slams the door as Ally jumps a bit as the scene transitions back to ringside with Alex Higgins and Arthur Glass.
Higgins: This has been a fantastic night for Combat, the addition of the Women’s Title to our ranks brought with it several incredibly talented Combatants to our ranks, that along with the Combat Debut of Xavier Lux has saw our already talented roster swell.
Glass: And that has just been the first portion of our show we are on the final stretch now as we have 4 title matches and a Windy City Riot left on the agenda still for the biggest event in Combat history to date!
Higgins: Yes we do and the first of those titles defense is coming up as our newly crowned Television Champion is set to take on The Silence in what promises to be a clash of styles as the High Flyer defends against the monster that is the Silence.
Glass: Speed vs Power, lets go to the ring and see it for ourselves though!
The view switches to the ring where we see Charity preparing to bring out the next combatants.
Charity: The next bout is for the FNC Television Championship! First coming to the ring, is the challenger towering at 6 foot 8 inches and tipping the scales at 280 pounds he is known simply as .. The Silence!!
The lights dim as hush comes over everything, after several eerie moments the large beast known as The Silence appears at the entrance ramp. He stalks towards the ring before stepping over the top rope and taking his spot in his corner awaiting the champ.
Charity: And his opponent tonight, he IS the FNC TELEVISION CHAMPION, THE GAME CHANGER, KIDD KRAZY himself! TJ ALEXANDER!!
‘The Touch’ by Stan Bush hits and is barely audible however as the cheers for one of the most popular men on Combat flood the arena. After a bit of smoke and pyro we see TJ himself at the entrance ramp. he gives high fives to the fans ringside before getting in and holding the title high in the air to another thunderous pop.
Higgins: To date the only man ever to beat Caleb Scott on Combat, he took the Television title in the process and solidified himself as a force in our industry.
Glass: The Silence has a 2 foot height advantage and almost double the weight, THAT is a force of nature. It will be interesting to see if Alexander can beat him before killing himself in the process.
***Ding, Ding***
As soon as the bell ring TJ starts the action rushing towards the ropes next to Silence and spring boarding off and launching his body at the bigger man with a flying clothesline. He hits with all his weight and still only manages to cause the Silence to stumble back a few seconds. Still TJ keeps it going full speed sending a series of quick jabs into the head of silence, having to jump up each punch to even reach his face. After about 4 he lands a kick to the big man’s mid section. This causes him to lean forward just a bit, TJ then bounces off the ropes once again jumping in the air for a calf kick to the side of his head this causes the silence to finally drop to one knee.
Higgins: There is the fire, the speed, the intensity that has not just made TJ a star but helped him capture the heart of the millions of fans that watch Combat.
Glass: Still he hasn’t even managed to put this Goliath of a man on his back yet, you can make wishes on unicorn horns all you want too but some times reality strikes and the reality is the Silence is three of TJ in one this is basically a handicap match!
With Silence on one knee TJ jumps up on the top rope turning quickly as he comes off trying to wrap up the Silence for a Tornado DDT. As the Silence begins to spin he manages to stop all the motion taking control of TJ and slamming him hard on the ground. Silence staggers back a second shaking his head and getting his wits now that he has slowed down TJ’s rapid fire offense. Once he regains his composer he reaches down grabbing TJ around the throat and lifting him up by his neck. TJ tries to fire back with a few punches but the Silence’s reach is so long that TJ can’t reach his the Silence’s body so instead fires at the massive arm trying to break the hold. The Silence responses by landing a massive headbutt on the man dazing him again. The Silence then lifts him up and walks him over to the ropes dropping his neck across the top rope.
Glass: And there is the size and strength that tips the scales in favor of the massive beast known as The Silence.
Higgins: TJ is tough it will take more than that to take the champ down, still he is only human we will have to see how much he can endure.
The Silence kneels down next to TJ grabbing his hair and sending a series of large meaty punches into the face of TJ. Once he gets finished pounding his face he drags him up to his feet, he then grabs TJ and begins to hit a military press him above his head. He presses him three times dropping him down on his shoulder and driving him into the mat. He then hooks his leg for the cover.
.1,
.. Kick Out!
Silence doesn’t show any emotion by the kick out, instead just dragging TJ back up to his feet once again. This time he hits a giant biel toss sending TJ all the way across the ring and into the far corner. The big man waits for a second as he watches TJ slowly claw himself up, using the ropes to try to gain his balance. The Silence charges forward sending a big boot at TJ for his effort, this flips TJ over the top rope and onto the apron, TJ barely holding on to the rope keeps him from crashing down to the floor outside.
Higgins: He almost took his head off with that one! I can’t believe TJ is still conscience right now, but this is the man we seen put his body on the line in Siege Perilous.
Glass: TJ is a hell of a competitor, but I have said it before there is wisdom in knowing when your beaten. One of these days TJ is going to refuse to quit and get himself hurt bad enough to end his career, and with a man like Silence in the ring tonight might be that night.
The Silence leans over the top rope to pull TJ up but as he does some how TJ reaches up and grabs his head falling down and giving a massive Jaw breaker to Silence causing him to release his grip and stagger back a few feet. Some how this gives TJ a big enough opening to spring board over the top rope and attempt a hurracarrana on him but Silence isn’t stunned long enough and he turns it into a massive powerbomb sending TJ hard almost through the mat. As he hits hard Silence quickly stacks up on him for the pin.
.1,
..2,
… KICK OUT!!
At the last possible second some how TJ kicks out. Once again the Silence sends a few punches to the head of TJ before returning to his feet. He gives a couple of big boots to TJ while he is down for good measure before bringing him up. Silence picks him up and tosses him into the corner, from here he turns him around and sits him up backwards on the top turnbuckle. Silence climbs up behind him and sits him up for what would appear to be a top rope back suplex but as he is getting him in position the fans begin to chant ‘T J T J T J,” and its as if it brings him back from the dead. He sends a few stiff elbows into the face of Silence slowing him just long enough for TJ to take control, them seemingly out of no where he hits a top rope version of his signature ‘Crash Landing,” (Standing shiranui) sending Silence down hard. TJ scurries to make the pin.
.1,
.. The strength of Silence is apparent as he literally tosses TJ off him to break up the cover. TJ however lands in a three point stance and waits for the big man to stagger up. Once Silence is on one knee TJ springs up and sends a stiff kick to the side of his head. TJ then bounces off the rope once again jumping in the air to land a stiff Axe kick to the back of his head.
Glass: The Champ has a second wind and really needs to take advantage of this if he plans to come away from this thing with his title.
TJ goes to drag him to his feet but the silence sends a stiff punch to his gut. Silence then grabs him around the waist lifts him in the air and charges slamming him back first into the turnbuckle. Silence gives a few stiff elbows to him now in the corner before he takes a second to try to regain himself after the flurry of attacks from TJ. Once ready he wraps his big hand around the neck of TJ and lifts him in the air for what would appear to be a chokeslam, but as he does TJ sends a series of sharp kicks to the head of Silence. This causes Silence to loosen his grip and TJ lands safely on the top turnbuckle with Silence dazed a bit in front of him. From a sitting position TJ sends a few more kicks to the head of Silence before pulling him closer and hooking him up for a top rope ‘Game Over’ (angel wings) sending him face first into the mat in the center of the ring.
Higgins: What the hell! That was out of no where, and it looked like it hurt like hell!
TJ quickly covers making sure to hook the leg while the ref counts.
.1,
..2,
…3!!!
***Ding, Ding***
Charity: Your winner and still Television Champion TJ Alexander!!
Glass: I be damned he did it! TJ Alexander not only retained his title but it looks like can still walk after that bout with the monster known as the Silence.
#AlphaInvasion
(featuring TJ Alexander, & Andre Cash)
As the music plays and TJ celebrates oddly enough a Camera man seems to enter the ring with him, TJ doesn’t notice it at first.
Higgins: What is that camera man doing? This isn’t the time to ask for auto graphs if that’s what he is up too.
Glass: that sure is a big camera man..
As the words come out of his mouth you can see the Camera man pull the camera back and slam it hard into the back of TJ. The camera shatters and TJ crumbles to the ground as the could gasp at what just happened. The camera man picks up the limp body of TJ lifting him on his shoulders and hitting the ‘Omega’. As he does his hat flies off and the fans get a glimpse of the face of none other than Andre Cash. The fans boo like crazy as we can see the security begin to come from the back. He smiles as he leans over the picks up the TV title.
Higgins: Cash believes this should of been his title shot, he believes he would of been able to do that to TJ if he had the match, HE BELIEVES that should be his title and you can see it in his eyes as he glares at it.
The first wave of security 2-3 men hit the ring and Andre easily cleans hit out, hitting one with a big boot, the other with the belt and toss the last over the top rope with a back body drop. As the rest start to get close he smiles and rolls under the bottom rope exiting, heading through the crowd as he does. He does however KEEP the FNC Television Title in his possession.
Glass: Wait, he is keeping the title?! Did Andre Cash just steal the TV title?
Higgins: I am not going to try to stop him! As the medical staff checks on TJ and the security try to track down Cash with TJ’s belt we will take a moment to watch a video for yet another stellar edition to our roster!
Propa Introduction:
(featuring Aria Knight)
The scene fades as it transitions we hear an unfamiliar female voice with a thick British accent.
“Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Aria Knight. I’m The Propa’ Villain. I come to you from Oldham, England by way of Tokyo, Japan.”
A blurry shot fades into focus with Aria Knight front and center. The newest signee to Friday Night Combat and IIW, Aria sports a black t-shirt and jeans. A stripe painted blue runs vertically down her right eye.
“I know all about the women’s division. I’ve seen a few of ’em in Miracle Galaxy Pro. Ol’ Beckett even defended her title on their first show against IIW’s own in Junko, and Latoya Hixx is everywhere you turn around. Besides the familiar faces, I was told this division needed a shot in the arm since it’s Combat-exclusive and all. It needed some fresh air breathed into it.”
She extends her arms out to her sides as far as they go and then makes a ‘come here’ gesture.
“That’s where I come in.”
A pause.
“Every where I go, I set out to be on top of the bloody food chain, and IIW is gonna’ be no different. I’ve been doin’ this a lot of years and have wrestled in a lot of places. Your future has arrived. Beckett Marisol, you can be Daddy all you want.”
She smirks.
“Because soona’ ratha’ than lata’, I’m gonna’ be the Champ. The Champ that actually defends the belt in IIW and all ova’ the world. The Champ that makes the title mean somethin’ b’sides bein’ used as a prop or a bargaining chip. I’m comin’ to IIW to be THE UNDENIABLE BEST! So Daddy, enjoy your time while you can, because the sand is pourly quick outta’ the hour glass on your reign.”
ARIA KNIGHT – COMING SOON TO FRIDAY NIGHT COMBAT
When we return to the live action we are center ring with Charity ready for our next match up.
Charity Langston: “Ladies and Gentlemen! The following match THE WINDY CITY RIOT! Scheduled as a best two out of three falls. The two contestants in this match will start in a No Disqualification Falls Count Anywhere Match. All rules are out the window, and falls can count from anywhere a referee is present. The second fall in this contest is won by Submission only. In order to gain the second fall one of the contestants must make the other tap out. And if by the end of two falls we still do not have a victor then we will go into the third fall. To win this you must put you opponent into an ambulance and close the door.”
Arthur Glass: “Alex, there is no chance that this thing is not going to be absolutely brutal.”
Alex Higgin: “That’s for sure Arthur, John Tolly and Sean Raines defiantly have a bloody history. There is nothing either men have going into this match other than the want to destroy the other.”
Arthur Glass: “Former tag partners, but before that they have had two extremely bloody battles for the Hardcore Title back over when both men were on Mayhem.”
Blind by Korn hits the loud speakers as John Tolly walks out from the entrance. Tolly looks around at the crowd, tilts his head to crack his neck and begins to make his way to the ring. As John Tolly climbs up on the turnbuckle, he poses for a second before hoping in the ring. Tolly begins to secure his wrist tape, focused and feeling the energy of the live Chicago crowd, about to take on the challenge of three falls and defeating a menace that has run through the Combat roster as he sees fit.
Charity Langston: “First to the ring! From Champagne Illinois, The Franchise! JOHN TOLLY!”
Alex Higgin: “The Windy City Riot. Arthur that is exactly what this thing is going to be. Without any uncertain words, a riot will take place between the two. Only one man can walk out with the victory but both of these two are going to give everything they possibly can.”
Arthur Glass: “For those at home, the two of these guy both representing Illinois. John Tolly from the south in Champagne, and Sean Raines from right here in Chicago.”
Charity Langston: “And his opponent. Hailing from right here in Chicago Illiniois!”
The arena crowd erupts
Charity Langston: “SEAN RAINES!”
The arena lights suddenly go black. A cold blast of air can be felt flowing through the arena. Slowly blue lights are brought up to a level that barely illuminates the stage, as a fog starts to fill the entrance ramp. Out of the darkness a voice begins to play over the house speakers.
Voice Over: “There are two kinds of monsters, the kind that hunts the streets and the kind that lives in your head. You could fight the first, but the second is more dangerous. They are always, always, always a step ahead.”
Legion of Monsters by Disturbed pounds out of the loud speakers, echoing of the rafters and nosebleed seats. Flames start to burn along the edges of the stage. From the backdrop emerges a hooded figure. A long leather trench coat over a Chicago Blackhawks jersey, hood pulled up over their head. His wrists with each wrapped in a cold steel cuff with two long chains dragging along beside his boots. Under the hood no face is seen, only the dark twisted shadows of an aged wooden mask. The mask shows no real facial features. Aged and worn wood, the edges capped with iron straps with iron rivets securing them to the damaged wood. The grain dark and split over time, but not allowing sight all the way through. The only break of the weathered mask is the two holes cut around the eyes to allow sight. The focused stare of Sean Raines can be seen through the eyes, which also show no distinctive character due to the blackout contacts he is wearing. Raines takes a few steps and makes his way across the stage to the ramp. As he approaches the decline, he stops . The live crowd erupts as he begins to look around, scanning from one side to the other.
With the rise of his hand a small circle starts to burn at the corner of the stage, rising from the center is seen an old wooden crate of items and tools. Raines looks down into the crate before pulling out a small leather bag. He once again looks out at the crowd and begins his decent down the ramp.
Raines reaches ringside, and drags himself up onto the ring apron before standing and stepping into the ring below the top rope. Dropping his leather coat and stepping up onto the middle rope of one turnbuckle, Raines stands staring out at the crowd for a moment before removing his mask. The demonic smirk punctuated by the blackout contacts the leave his eye sockets as dark hollow pits. The energetic Chicago crowd goes crazy. As Raines steps back down he turns and pushes back against the turnbuckle allows him to lower to a seated position in the corner.
Alex Higgin: “Alright, Let’s get this thing started.”
DING DING DING
John Tolly & Sean Raines jump right into it, the two men lock up in the center of the ring. The two trying to struggle to get the upper hand, but neither seems to be able to overpower the other. They struggle back and forth, but John Tolly brings up a knee into the midsection of Sean Raines.
Tolly reaching out, grabs Raines by the hair and throws a right hand that he appears to have tried to throw all the way through. Raines staggers back as Tolly throws another one. Raines still not off of his feet, but feeling the effects. Tolly with a quick step back, lunges forwards and connects with a huge clothesline that sends both men to the mat. Raines is down. Tolly quickly back to his knees, continuing the assault of right hands. Tolly back to his feet, grabbing Raines by the hair and lifting him to his feet as well. Tolly with the whip to the corner. Raines slams chest first, driving his sternum hard into the corner turnbuckle. Raines falls back, clenching his chest. Tolly turns to gloat to the crowd. Mouthing off and pointing at his head to signify that he is smarter than Sean Raines.
Returning to the action Tolly attempts a knee drop to the forehead of Raines. Tolly takes no time to nurse the pain in his knee and proceeds to start another series of fists. This time Raines gets his left hand up onto Tolly’s throat and starts throwing fist hands himself. Raines with the forearm smash across the bridge of the nose, forcing Tolly attack back. With John Tolly leaning back against the ropes, Raines uses the ropes along the connecting side to bring himself back to his feet.
Both men now back on their feet and staring at each other across the ring. The hatred and anger of these two men can be felt throughout the arena.
They go for the lock up once again, but no Raines with the quick uppercut. John Tolly staggers back from the impact and Sean Raines takes the opportunity, charging at Tolly and the two men go barrelling over the top rope to the floor. Raines with the upperhand ad he is the first back to his feet, Tolly still dazed after landing head first on the arena floor. Raines with a series of kicks to the upper body of John Tolly.
1..2..3..4…the kicks keep coming. And one directly the the forehead of Tolly. Raines takes a step back, laughing to himself at the injured Tolly who has begun crawling away.
Raines runs, and with every bit of strength he has, delivers a massive kick directly into the ribcage of John Tolly. Tolly falls face first flat to the mat on impact. Raines reaches down and grabs Tolly by the hair, picking him up and throwing him head first into the side of the steel ring steps.
Arthur Glass: “Sean Raines isn’t actually interested in pinning John Tolly. He just looks like he is out there soley to hurt him. There is not rhyme or reason to this attack, all it is doing is inflicting pain.”
Alex Higgins: “Arthur where the hell have you been for the last month? Have you not seen any other interaction these two have had with each other? There is a reason this match escalated to the Windy City Riot rather than a simple single pin fall. These two have some anger issues to get out of their systems. One of these men could be leaving in an ambulance tonight! And it is all part of the game plan. Raines just got in there, he is in no way ready to end it yet. I have a feeling there is a lot more chaos to happen before he even attempts to move on.”
Sean Raines again on the attack, this time picking up John Tolly and huge haymaker. Raines turning towards the crowd against the steel barrier. Raines, out of range of the camera mic, says something to somebody in the front row and points to their chair. The audience member stands, a Raines t-shirt clearly seen, and hands Sean his chair. Raines with chair in hand turns back towards John Tolly. As Tolly tries to use the barrier to help himself to his feet, he is met by the sound of a folding chair crushing against his skull. Raines takes no time to follow this up with yet another one. Wham! Tolly goes down as the third chair shot bounces through his brain. Raines unfolds the chair standing it in the sitting position next to the barrier. Picking up Tolly, he drops him backwards, crashing down and driving the steel barrier into his throat. Tolly’s body goes motionless, still kneeling against the barrier with his head still lying across the top, his arms the only thing holding him in position. Raines laughs again, this time stepping up onto the chair that he just sat up. Looking out and around the live crowd, Raines reaches out and takes a beer from another audience member in the front row. Taking a mouthful before pouring the rest down on top of John Tolly. A quick smirk before jumping off of the chair and landing a big leg drop across the head of his opponent who is driven down into the steel barrier. Raines falls back onto the floor mats, he rolls off his back and once again gains his position on his feet. Tolly rolling around the floor in pain as he grabs at his throat. Raines back to his feet, and in a split second takes a run towards the slightly kneeling John Tolly. BANG! Big running boot to drive Tolly’s head into the steel ring barricade.
Alex Higgin: “He tried to crush his head in with that kick!”
Sean Raines stands looking down at John Tolly. Raines bends down and grabs Tolly by the back of the hair, turning his head to look him in the eyes.
“I told you John! I told you this wasn’t going to end well for you! You need to remember that you volunteered for this. You requested this.”
Raines lets go of Tolly, as he falls back to the floor.
Raines stands up and looks out at the Chicago crowd. He proceeds to grab onto Tolly once again, this time helping him to his feet. Raines, holding Tolly up under his arm, shakes his head in disappointment before spinning around and throwing John Tolly head first into the steel ring post. Tolly is split wide open.
Arthur Glass: “There you have it! The crimson mask that we have all come to expect out of a Sean Raines fight.”
Alex Higgin: “We rarely see a match that this familiar scene isn’t a factor. Do you think he plans this?”
Arthur Glass: “Plan it? No. But I do believe it is a personal goal.”
Raines in complete control of the match picks up the fallen John Tolly once again. Raines is just making a mockery right now, tossing Tolly around without any fear or thought of anything. Raines throws Tolly into the ring announcers table, Tolly goes smashing through the table just narrowly missing Charity Langston.
Alex Higgin: “Come on Sean! That was just unnecessary, she has nothing to do with this grudge.”
Raines just laughs to himself as he makes his way back over to where Tolly is laying. As he bends down to once again pick up his opponent, Tolly raises to one knee. Raines grabbing the hair in an attempt to humiliate John Tolly again, but he is taken off guard. As Tolly rises to his feet, he reaches out grabbing the ring bell between both hands.
BANG! Tolly smashes the steel ring bell against the forehead of Sean Raines. Raines taken by surprise, and feeling the effects of the weapon. He stumbles back, trying to get his bearings once again but he doesn’t get the chance! Bang! Another shot from John Tolly and the ring bell. Bang! Raines is wobbling. Bang! And Raines can’t resist anymore, he falls flat to his back with blood now pumping wildly out of his forehead.
The Chicago crowd goes crazy.
Arthur Glass: “Alex, just listen to this crowd!”
John Tolly leans over Sean Raines, and without missing a beat starts to rain down punches. Left, Right, Left, Right. Tolly, stands up, picking Raines up in a strange turn of events. Tolly, throwing Raines into the ring under the bottom rope. Raines still dazed from the ring bell connecting with his cranium. As Tolly slides in under the rope, and makes his way to his feet Sean Raines is using the rope to try and pull himself up. Tolly with a running start, slamming into Sean Raines with a spear. Tolly quickly back up to his feet in celebration. Tolly has found some energy from deep down, he is going crazy in the ring. Yelling, smashing both arms down on the top rope, he is energized and ready to go. Tolly picking Raines up, he tosses him chest first into the corner. Before Raines can fall Tolly is behind him and catches him, Tolly turns and takes a seat of the top rope, throwing his arm over the neck and shoulder of Sean Raines. Tolly slowly, taking step after step, is making his way up the ropes with Raines being dragged behind. Tolly perched on the top, and he starts to power lift Raines. The two men perched high on the top rope, With a shift of his body Tolly lifts Raines high in the air before starting to allow himself to freefall! SLAM! Alex Higgin and Arthur Glass barely have time to get out of the way before the two men come crashing down through their ringside table. John Tolly suplexes Sean Raines out of the ring, slamming his body through the commentators table. Both men are down.
Alex Higgin: “Ladies and Gentlemen, I don’t know if either of these two men are going to be able to continue here tonight. No human being would be able to walk away from what we just witnessed.”
The referee rushes over, medical staff start to run down the ramp. Neither man has moved very much since the impact. As the two are being checked on, John Tolly rolls over to his knees and begins trying to use the barricade to stand. Sean Raines starts to push the staff back as he himself begins to stir and stand, all while still dazed. The broken chunks of the tables, scattered around ringside. Blood pouring from the back of Sean Raines as table pieces stick out of his torn flesh. As the two warriors both make it to their feet, they are surrounded by security and event staff trying to sort out the chaos. Raines starts to grab people and throw them out of his way, John Tolly throwing punches trying to get back at Raines.
Arthur Glass: “Oh it doesn’t look like they are ready to be done yet!”
As the two men fight through the crowd they finally get face to face, the moment doesn’t stay calm very long as the two quickly lock up and start exchanging punches.
As the two continue to exchange punches, in a hockey fight style of manner, they begin unknowingly backing their way up the entrance ramp.
The fight finally stops moving on the top of the ramp, but John Tolly and Sean Raines continue to throw punches. Raines takes the upper hand as his quickly delivers a low blow kick, wraps his arm around Tolly’s head and slamming him down on the ramp with a powerful DDT. Tolly lay across the ramp, Raines sitting on the ramp processing his next move. Raines finally realizes where he was in the arena. On top of the ramp, where earlier he had left a crate of gadgets for his disposal. Raines gets back to his feet, and goes to inspect the wooden crate. He begins pulling items out of the wood crate. A bat, some barbwire, a rubber chicken. After pulling out the chicken Raines looks out at the crowd very confused. He makes a strange confused smirk and tosses it out into the crowd before continuing to dig. He pulls out a small pouch and a little wooden box, tossing them all onto the stage. Raines gets an excited look on his face as he reaches into the crate, he pulls out a shiny metal stapler! But Raines was too concentrated on the box, he didn’t take notice of John Tolly getting back to his feet. Tolly spins Raines around and delivers low blow of his own. Raines drops the stapler and drops to his knees in pain. Tolly’s frustration is now getting the best of him. Out of pure rage and resentment John Tolly lets go of any amount of technical wrestling he has and just goes for a blatant choke. He hooks Sean in a rear naked choke, dropping backwards he locks in the hold. The pair roll around, Raines trying desperately to break the hold, all while the life it draining from his body and the room starts to fade.
Alex Higgin: “Arthur I don’t think this is the strategy John Tolly should be looking for here. This fall is by pin fall only. He has to pin Sean Raines before he can force a submission.”
Raines tries frantically to grab Tolly’s arm, trying everything he can to break the choke hold. As the arena lights start to fade from his eyes, Raines makes one last attempt to save himself. Sean reaches around the stage around him, stretching as far as his arms will reach when he feels the cold metal of an object just within reach. Raines grabs the items and brings it back towards his neck. Just as the last breathes are starting to leave his body, and as he can feel himself draining into the unconscious, Raines brings the stapler up onto John Tolly’s death grip around his neck and starts hammering in staples into the back of his hands. Tolly releases his grip, seven staples sticking out of his hand. Raines with a few deep breathes to try and fill his lungs once again. Raines stands on the stage looking out onto the crowd, noticing a tables set up on the concrete floor of the arena, eight feet below the stage. A look washes over his face, and the entire crowd knows what the madman is planning. Raines turns to make his way back over to Toll,y who is now back on his feet and preparing his own offense. Tolly takes a running lead, but is met by a big boot to the head by Sean Raines. Tolly instantly stopped in his tracks; Raines lifts him to his feet. Tolly now standing, unable to stand straight up as Raines holds him in place with a headlock similar to a ddt. Raines looks out at the crowd, smirks and starts to make his way to the side of the stage. As the two men inch closer to the stage edge, it becomes very evident as to what the game plan is.
Arthur Glass: “Oh shit Alex. This is an all too familiar sight in the Tolly and Raines battles. Raines noticed that table.”
Alex Higgins: “Yeah but he isn’t going to attempt it off of the stage is he?”
Arthur Glass: “It certainly looks like it.”
Raines pauses at the stage edge for a split second to look and see where the table is sitting one more time. Then with all his strength he vertically lifts Tolly in the air. The two fall over the edge. SKYFALL THROUGH THE TABLE!
Both men lay motionless in the broken mess that was a table only a few seconds ago.
EMT now fill the area below the stage that is set up as the control booth for the electronics of the show. Raines and Tolly both covered in blood still lay motionless on the concrete. As the EMT load Tolly onto a stretcher and begin to strap him in, Raines swings at the EMT and pushes them away. Raines is completely dazed, he doesn’t seem to really know what is happening at the moment. Raines lifts his body from a sitting position, turning over onto his knee, head still hung low as the chaos of the match now starts to take hold of his body. Raines attempts to get back to his feet, shaky and off balance he knows he is not done yet. Looking around, Raines slowly realizes that Tolly is gone.
Raines: “I don’t fucking think so!”
Raines yells as he starts to stumble his way to the backstage area. He can be seen walking through the halls looking to see where Tolly has gone. As Raines finally makes his way into the parking structure he sees the EMT loading Tolly into the back of an ambulance.
Raines: “Fuck that! I’m not done yet.”
Raines runs up on the stretcher, and with a quick lift with his arms flips the stretcher over with Tolly still strapped to it. As Raines starts to throw a series of kicks, Tolly begins to try and free his way off of the stretcher.
Tolly still pouring blood from his head, gets free of the stretcher. Making his way to his feet all while Sean Raines continues his attack. Raines and Tolly now stand face to face and immediately start trading punches again. Raines, Tolly, Raines, Tolly, punch after punch. The blood rolling out of both of their faces. The two continue to strike back and forth as they make their way out of the arena and onto Mannheim Road.
Outside the arena a crowd is gathering as the two men battle out into the public. Raines with an uppercut, catching John Tolly off guard. Raines grabs the back of Tolly’s head and drives him face first into a parking meter. As blood starts to pour out of a fresh head wound, Sean Raines looks down at the no bloody parking meter.
Raines: “Looks like you are out of time old pal”
Raines reaches into his pocket and pulls out a quarter, reaching out and putting it in the parking meter which switches to fifteen minutes.
Raines: “There you go buddy.” Raines turns and smiles at the bloody John Tolly before ramming his head into the parking meter one more time. Tolly crumbles to the ground. Raines picks him up off the sidewalk, hooks the head and lifts him vertical again before dropping him with the Skyfall onto the cold Chicago sidewalk. Raines goes for the cover.
1..
2..
3…
Arthur Glass: “Round one goes to Raines. But how in the hell are these officials going to get these two back into the ring for the second fall?”
Alex Higgins: “Just let them do what they do where they are.”
The referee puts his hand up to his earpiece, trying to block the wind from outside the Allstate Arena. As he seems to finish whatever was being said, the ref leans down to Sean Raines & John Tolly.
Referee: “I am being told that match continues as is.”
Raines looks very confused as Tolly does not look like he is in any shape to continue. But the match is the match, and Tolly requested a submission match be the second fall. Raines kneels down beside John Tolly and throws him in cross face. As Raines starts to really lean into the hold, John Tolly is not moving. The referee checks on Tolly, but quickly makes an attempt to break the hold. Sean Raines releases the hold and sits up with a puzzled look. What is happening? As the ref begins to explain that John Tolly is not resisting the tap out, he is simply passed out from the pain and loss of blood. Sean Raines slowly gets back up to his feet, trying to figure out what to do. He makes his way over to a sidewalk food vendor, grabbing a bottle of water Raines begins to our it over his opponents head. John Tolly begins once again to regain consciousness, looking up at the ref like he has no idea what is happening. Raines quickly drops down and hooks on the cross face again. It doesn’t take John Tolly long before he understands he has no cards left in the game and taps out.
***Ding, Ding***
Charity Langston: “Ladies and gentlemen your winner! With two out of three falls, SEAN RAINES.”
Raines shifts his weight, kneeling on one leg to help lift him up while grabbing John Tolly by the hair at the same time.
Raines now standing in the middle of the street, notices an ambulance stopped in traffic. He begins to make his way towards the bus. As Raines approaches the back doors he reaches out and slams them open before tossing John Tolly inside.
Alex Higgin: “Ah. I don’t think that is the correct Ambulance?”
John Tolly tries desperately to kick the doors open, but Raines is ahead of him and slams his foot between the two doors.
Arthur Glass: “Well it looks like Sean Raines did everything in this one. Falls count anywhere, Submission and now He has sent John Tolly in the ambulance.”
Raines dusts off his hands as if it was simply another job done.
Tick, Tock
(featuring Caleb Scott)
Caleb is seen sitting on a large crate in a corridor of Allstate Arena. The Global Championship rests on his shoulder as his legs dangle off the edge of the crate. Ally Anderson approaches as her footsteps grow louder with each passing second.
Ally: Caleb Scott, you have your Global Championship match tonight against brothers Crush and PG-13, how are you feeling leading up to it?
Caleb’s concentration is broken and an annoyed look covers his face as he glares over at Ally.
Caleb: How am I feeling? I’m about to step in the ring with two multi time champions, inside a ring that will be surrounded by a barbed wire cage filled with weapons. So I feel…great.
Caleb begins to get a menacing smirk on his face. He sits up and adjusts his Global Championship before continuing to speak.
Caleb: See, Ally, I have torn through every opponent I have faced. I have been searching for that challenge that will really push me to be more creative, more brutal with the tools that I will be provided. With a self-proclaimed King of Extreme and a Destroyer, I can only hope one of them is the opponent I’ve been searching for.
Ally: This barbed wire cage was your idea for the match. Why put your title on the line in such an extreme match?
Caleb gives Ally a look of shock. Almost as if offended by the question.
Caleb: You haven’t been paying attention, Ally. This is what I’ve wanted since I got to IIW. This match will give me everything I want in a match. A place where my victims cannot escape, plenty of tools of my trade and the freedom to use everything I can to cause the most pain. Ultimately leading to me continuing to be the first and only Global Champion.
Ally becomes a bit uncomfortable and tries to end the interview quickly.
Ally: OK, Well, thank you Caleb. Any last words to say to your opponents tonight?
Caleb: The sands of time have already begun to pour against the brothers Huttman. This Gruesome Finale will be an appropriate send-off for them after a long career. Sweat will pour, blood will flow and I will continue to be the IIW Global Champion.
Ally walks off camera and the cameraman begins to back away from Caleb as he puts his head down. He then sticks one finger in the air and moves it side to side.
Caleb: Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Caleb continues this until the audio cuts and the camera fades to black.
As the view fades back in we see Charity Langston in the ring, she smiles as she prepares to introduce the next match.
Charity: The Next bout will be for both the FNC Hardcore AND FNC Uprising Championships! First making his way to the ring representing the Nightmare Court, standing 5 foot 10 inches and weighing in at 195 pounds he hails from London, England he is the Current and Defending FNC Hardcore 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 the large gold Hardcore title stands out on his shoulder, with a tie and a long thick black tweed coat he just stops at the top of the ramp, his brothers Edward and Benjamin stood behind him. The fans are booing loudly as the trio make their way towards the ring.
Higgins: You can tell the fans still have a sour taste in their mouths for these guys after the beat down on Bear-O-Dactyl! earlier tonight.
Glass: You can’t blame the guys for expanding their numbers and sending a message to anyone who may stand in their way.
The three men make their way down the aisle, fixated on the ring and who the next victim of the Establishment is going to be. Sebastian steps methodically up the ring steps, climbs through the ropes removing the coat, which he hands to one of his brothers before undoing his tie and removing his shirt, waiting on the bell to ring. You can see Sebastian Directing his brothers to leave ringside, they hesitate but eventually do as told.
Higgins: Looks like Sebastian seems to have something to prove tonight and wants to do this solo.
Glass: He shouldn’t feel that way, as the a 4 time Hardcore Champion Sebastian is a legit name on our roster and has proven it despite Kalvin seemingly wanting him to fail at every corner!
Charity: And his opponent for the night, from Galway, Ireland standing 6 foot 1 inch and weighing 200 pounds he is the FNC Uprising Champion, Cyrus Youngblood!!
The lights go black as ‘Broadway Girls’ by Lil Durk hits the PAs and a loud reaction is heard for the Champ. He appears at the top of the ramp with his Title on his shoulder at first he walks out holding the championship behind him as he slowly walks towards the ring. Inside the ring he lays the title in front of him before going into a prayer position on his knees and then spreading his arms.
Glass: Now this is not a merger, simply both men risking their respective championship in order to capture EVEN more gold. The two talented stars are really trying to make a name for themselves tonight.
Higgins: That is right typically IIW doesn’t allow double champions but due to the decision Dayspring made on the TV title when Caleb won the Global title it has opened up a door and Sebastian jumped at the chance to add to his accolades.
***Ding, Ding***
The two men circle each other a bit first both having a great technical foundation you can see them sizing each other up before the two decide to lock up. Once they do Cyrus gets the quick advantage sliding to the side a bit and placing Hamilton into a side headlock. Hamilton however muscles him against the ropes Hamilton then grabs the hands of Cyrus and Irish whips him across the ring, Cyrus bounces off and however nailing Hamilton with a shoulder block and sending him hard into the mat. Cyrus then bounces off the ropes again but as he does Hamilton is able to get up and meets him in the ring with a large elbow sending Cyrus down this time. Hamilton then quickly pulls Cyrus back to his feet with another Irish whip attempt, as Cyrus comes off the ropes however this time Cyrus manages to duck an attempted clothesline by Hamilton, the two turn back towards each other and Hamilton explodes forward again this time making contact with the Clothesline. Cyrus hits the ground hard and pops up in a sitting position where Hamilton follows up kicking him in the spine.
Higgins: The two are really giving us an old school wrestling clinic right now at the start of this bout with this both deciding to start a little slower and try to control the pace.
Glass: Both men are methodical, precise and deadly. I could see a world where these two worked together and could take over the wrestling industry but that isn’t tonight, instead these two ultra talented men work to take what is dearest to each other and ONE of them is walking out with two belts tonight.
A couple more stomps from Sebastian causes Cyrus to roll out of the ring and to the outside to get a breather. Sebastian however decides to follow behind him, when Cyrus notices this he rushes away from him going around the corner of the ring and back inside under the bottom rope on the other side of the ring. Sebastian chases after him and follows him back in the ring as well. This brief moment however changes things as Cyrus is now able to send a few vicious stomps at Sebastian as he tries to return to the ring. As Sebastian tries to get to his feet Cyrus continues to kick him, finally stunning him with a kick directly to the side of his head. Cyrus then grabs him by the head and pulls him up to his feet, Cyrus then lifts him up and hits a side back breaker to Sebastian. Once back on the ground Sebastian quickly rolls under the bottom rope himself to get some separation.
Higgins: Again one of the men sliding out of the ring to get a break from the action, its old school but smart. These two know what is on the line and don’t want to risk anything to early that might cost them their title down the line.
Glass: Still a match like this is for Sebastian’s Hardcore title thus its under Hardcore rules so the outside of the ring isn’t always as safe as in a normal match where one might worry about being counted out.
As Sebastian shakes out the Cobwebs outside the ring, inside the ring Cyrus bounces off the opposite ropes getting up speed and dives over the top rope with a suicide dive hitting Hamilton and sending both men hard against the guard rail. Cyrus manages to get up but you can tell he rung his own bell in the process, he drags up Sebastian with him and Irish whips him again hard into the guard rail. You can then see Cyrus rip the advertising off the Guard rails exposing the pure metal. As he does he wraps Sebastian’s left arm through it and elbows it in rapid succession four times. The pain is seen in Hamiltons faces as he screams. Cyrus then points to the air as he climbs on top of the steel steels and jumps off hitting a senton onto Sebastian sending both Sebastian and himself tumbling over the guard rail and into the fans.
Higgins: OH My god, I think Hamilton’s arm was still trapped in the guard rail when he went over it snapped in an odd direction it may be broken!
Glass: Cyrus didn’t do himself much of a favor either I think his head clipped the top of the guard rail as he flipped over, this went from slow and methodical to something else really quick.
The security is out trying to keep the fans away from where the two men have crashed and after a few seconds Cyrus begins to get up, Sebastian still on the ground clutching his left arm in pain. Cyrus smiles a very wicked looking smile as he drags Sebastian up and begins to walk up the stairs deeper into the crowd with him. Every few steps making sure to punch him to keep him staggered he eventually makes it to the top of the stairs where he turns to sit him up in a pile driver position. As he does however Sebastian manages to lift Cyrus up over his head with a back body drop sending him hard on the concrete ground. Still clutching his arm Sebastian takes a few minutes before sending a series of stomps in the direction of Cyrus. He then picks him up and slams him head first a few times against the brick wall, then begins to maul him with right hand punches. He grabs him by the hair of the head and begins to drag him deeper into the arena corridors. As he does the fans all begin to huddle around trying to see what is going on, making hard for the Camera to keep up with the action.
Higgins: Where the hell are they going?! Our camera man is getting pushed around these two might be taking this a bit far!
Glass: These two both are hungry for blood and gold, and if they can’t get one they are sure to get the other. I think security is finally got a trail for the camera man to keep up with the fight, this isn’t a match anymore its a fight!
As the Camera man gets back to the action we can see Sebastian dragging Cyrus into the men’s bath room. Several fans still in the shot cheering on the two and trying to get a look at the insanity that is happening before them. Sebastian takes Cyrus to a stall and slams his head against the door knocking it wide open. As he does he sticks his head into the stall and then slams the door shut on it three times, he looks directly at the camera and shouts ‘This is my bloody world, welcome to my nightmare,” He then drags Cyrus up off the ground and heads towards the urinals slamming his head hard into the wall above them, he proceeds to attempt to shoves his head in one of them but as he does Cyrus fights back sending a few elbows into gut Sebastian. He then grabs the hurt left arm and snaps it over his shoulder sending Sebastian down on the ground in pain holding it. Cyrus collapses too in a sitting position trying to get his wits about him after being slammed in the stall door.
Higgins: This is crazy! The fans are still huddling around one of them are going to end up getting hurt, I doubt either Cyrus or Sebastian will be able to walk again after this, some one really needs to get this under control.
Glass: This is a hardcore match, there is no such thing as control. Anything goes and everything on the line, you shouldn’t expect any less on Combat.
Cyrus and Sebastian get to their feet about the same time as the begin to exchange large blows at each other, eventually however Cyrus gets the advantage and grabs the arm of Sebastian twisting it and slamming it hard into the wall of the bath room. He then tosses him on the ground and back into the corridor out of the bath room. Stomping him a few times before dragging him to his feet and hitting a vicious headbutt to the man he then picks him up for a vicious backdrop driver!
Glass: Deliverance! is he really going to try to do three of those on this hard concrete floor? They got to be hurting him almost as bad as Sebastian.
Higgins: The way Sebastian’s head snapped when he hit the concrete his neck may of snapped this is getting grim.
After hitting the full move Cyrus goes for a pin, the ref had been out of sight quickly slides down and makes a count.
.1,
..2,
… KICK OUT!
Cyrus seems in awe as he looks up and seems to be talking to god, questioning what he has left to do. He takes a deep breath and goes to pick him up sitting him up he goes to pick him up for what appears to be the Judgement Day but as he does a large metal trashcan comes from off screen and slams in the back of his head. A few seconds later we see the Hamilton Establishment (Benjamin & Edward Hamilton) Come into the screen and begin putting the boots to Cyrus. Benjamin begins to check on his brother, helping him to his feet as Edward continues to assault Cyrus. Once Sebastian is on his feet he drags Cyrus to his feet and hits the man with Established 1808 (Reverse DDT) and goes for a pin after.
.1,
..2,
…3!!!
***Ding, Ding***
Higgins: Well Charity isn’t around to make it official but your winner and now DOUBLE champion is Sebastian Hamilton!
Glass: The Nightmare Court stole one tonight, but after kicking out from those three drops on his head I can’t say he didn’t earn it in some ways.
Higgins: Well as the medical team checks on them and we get ready for our Gruesome Finale to cap things off lets take a look at what’s to come for Combat.
Riot Act
Glass: That’s right we are here in Chicago making headlines tonight with so may debuts, the addition of the women’s division and brutal matches like the one we just saw but this Combat train keeps moving so where are we headed next Alex?
Higgins: Our Next Combat will be at the Civic Center Arena in Mobile Alabama, where we already have one exciting match lined up. I was just told that Junko Souma will be in action, in a tag team match alongside Latoya Hixx as the two take on Women’s Champion Beckett Marisol and her partner Shante’ Waverly!
Glass: Incredible match, after that we will be headed to the Donald L. Tucker Civic Center in Tallahassee Florida as a lead up show to our very next super card event known as Riot Act!
Higgins: That’s right May 5th, Combat will have it’s second ever Super Card an incredible three hour special that will come to you from the Omni Coliseum in Atlanta, Georgia! This very special event promises to be a must see as our first super card featured the book end matches of Caleb Scott and TJ Alexander.
Glass: Kalvin Dayspring has already told me he plans for all the titles to be defended AND to have a very major announcement for that show.
Higgins: Well that is a ton to look forward to but tonight, it has come to bring this Theater of War to a close and the only way we can do that is with our Gruesome Finale!
Charity Langston: “Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall. And the IIW Global Championship will be on the line. First to the ring, one of the challengers, Crush!”
‘Kingdom’ by Downstait blast over the PA and the fans in the arena go berserk. The cheers are so loud that it drowns out both Glass and Higgins at first. A chant of ‘Crush, Crush, Crush’ can be heard before the big man appears at the top of the entrance ramp. He looks around the crowd and smiles before raising his fist above his head, he slams it into the ground and pyro explodes on either side of him.
Charity Langston: “And now making his way to the ring, the second challenger in this Global Championship Match….PG13!”
‘Hero’ By Skillet blast as the beast appears on the entrance ramp. He pauses for a moment as his Pyro blast behind him before he takes a moment to march down the ramp and into the ring.
Charity Langston: “And the defending 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 song intro plays. Once the drums in the song start, a single beam of light from above the ring shoots to the stage. A thick layer of fog fills the stage, the music crackles and the light goes out. The arena falls silent. The curiosity of the crowd can be felt, what happened? As the music starts playing over again, the arena is still in pitch black. A single beam of light from above the ring shoots straight down to the cage below. Holding his chain-wrapped bat, Caleb starts to descend from the rafters above the arena. You can see he shimmer of the Global Title wrapped tightly around his waist. As Caleb begins to lower to the ring as a short row of fire ignites on all four sides of the ring. As Caleb reaches the top of the cage he walks to one side, looking down at his two opponents below. Turning his back to the crowd he lifts both arms one empty, the other with his bat and lets himself fall from the cage, the cable keeping him suspended as he lowers. After hitting the ground, Caleb releases his cable and makes his way around to the cage door, the spotlight following him the entire way around. As Caleb makes his way in through the cage door he looks around at the weapon hanging, but not taking his eyes off of his opponents. 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.
Glass: “This promises to be a record setter!”
Higgins: “Ladies and Gentlemen this is the Gruesome Finale! A match unlike anything we have seen before here on IIW Combat. The Global Title, the top prize of this brand is up for grabs. The three combatants in the ring will fight without allies. Will set out on their own against two other opponents. Each of the three men with personal grudges involved, but we are hoping to squash at least a couple of those here tonight. The three will be locked into that steel structure. And if that wasn’t enough the walls are wrapped in razor sharp barbwire, that is guaranteed to shred whatever flesh happens to come in contact. Hooked to the walls and ceiling are various toold and weapons for the contestants to use at their own disposal. Three walk in, one Champion walks out. PG13 and Crush both want that title, but both also want nothing more than to destroy each other. Cal Caleb Scott survive the carnage? Who will walk out victorious with so much on the line?”
Ding! Ding! Ding!
As the bell rings PG13 runs directly at his brother Crush.
Glass: “Obviously these two are gunning for eat other in this one. I just hope they keep their eye on the prize, there is plenty of time to kick the shit out of each other later, there is a title on the line here.”
As PG13 and Crush trade blows, Celeb takes a run and nails the two of them with double clotheslines. Not wasting any time knowing the Global Championship is on the line. With both opponents down, Caleb has to make a split second decision, which opponent does he try to break down first.
Caleb quickly turns his attention to Crush, dropping down and grabbing him by the hair throwing punch after punch. Crush on the defensive reaches up and gouges at the eyes of Caleb Scott. Caleb backs off, temporarily blinded by the eye gouge.
PG Now back on his feet, turns his attention to his brother. As Crush attempts to sit up in order to get to his feet, he is met by a boot to the face from PG13. Crush takes the hit, quickly rolling over and getting to his feet. The anger on the face of Crush sends a chill through the first two rows of the arena. The fans start to chant knowing that this thing is about to get wild.
IIW! IIW! IIW!
Crush and PG meet nose to nose. Both men running their mouth, both with a vengeance towards each other. PG makes the first move, drawing his fist back but he is just a little bit too slow as he is met by a Crush with a punch of his own. A second by Crush, a third. Crush takes a step back and jumps in with a huge right haymaker. PG is pushed back and into the defensive. Crush capitalizes with a midsection kick, followed up with a lock up. Crush overpowering the dazed PG13, throwing him with an Irish whip face first into the side of the cage. As PG’s cranium bounces off the steel structure and the wall of barbed wire, Caleb Scott jumps at Crush and attacking him from behind. Caleb Scott is the first to utilize the armory that hangs around the gruesome structure. Armed with a baseball bat, Caleb hammers Crush in the back of the legs, sending him crashing to the mat. Caleb driving the bat down into the stomach of Crush, who has no choice but to crawl into a ball to protect himself. As Caleb takes one step back he seems to be looking for another shot. He points the bat out in front of him lining it up with the bridge of Crush’s nose.
Glass: “This is going to get a lot worse before this battle ends.”
Caleb raises the bat, high above his head. His intentions are not good, he maxes out his reach and starts to rapidly bring the bat hurling towards Crush’s face, but out of nowhere! PG13 with the spear! PG and Caleb slam to the ring apron and the bat is dropped from Caleb’s hands and rolls to the side of the ring. Crush looks up on confusion, he was as sure as everyone else in attendance that the bat was about to come flying down across his face. PG and Caleb both try to grab for control as the roll around trying to overpower each other like two cage fighters. Crush grabbing up to the middle rope, using them as leverage to help stand up while keeping an eye on his opponents.
Caleb manages to get both feet under PG, pushing him away. The momentum of the push allows PG to quickly get back to his feet, but it doesn’t last long as he is met by a running big boot from Crush. PG’s head once again slams off of the barbwire steel cage.
It is official, Crush draws first blood. PG13’s face starts to fun with a very familiar crimson mask, blood dripping down his face from the new wound that just busted open above his right eye. PG falls to one knee, as Crush turns his attention to the current champion. A running knee to the guts of Caleb, and Crush follows up with a forearm smash to the back of his head. Caleb is down to one knee as Crush continues his attacks of forearm smashes. Out of desperation, Caleb rises with his a low blow. Crush now bent over in a high amount of pain, Caleb pops up and delivers a drop kick that sends Crush flying back into the ropes. Caleb back to his knees, leaning against the ropes to get a quick breathe.
PG13 now back to his feet and determined to take his own brother out of this match. Crush still feeling a bit groggy from the dropkick is caught off guard by PG13. PG slams Crush against the cage, throwing a brutal elbow to his face. A second elbow, a third. PG picks Caleb up. Gorilla press above his head, after makes a complete circle to show off his strength to the crowd he slams Crush into the corner turnbuckle. Crush’s back smashes off the turnbuckle, his back bending around it before falling straight down onto the back of his head on the canvas. PG doesn’t seem to be done, making the few steps towards his brother he grabs him by the head and lifts him to a sitting position. Targeting the now injured neck, PG starts to twist Crush’s head past the extension of his neck.
Crush screams loudly in pain, PG then drops to one knee and applies the headlock into a full rear naked choke. The life slowly starts to drain from the eyes of Crush as PG13 uses his size and power to choke the life out of his own brother. As Crush fades out, Caleb is getting back to his feet and looking around the walls and ceiling of the cage for something he can use.
Crush now motionless, and PG decides to release the hold. Crush’s limp body collapses to the floor, EMT start running down the ramp to try and check on him. As they approach the cage door they are met by PG who is in no way intending on letting any of them into the cage.
Glass: “Yeah I don’t think that is going to work!”
Higgins: “They locked these guys in a cage for a reason, and it wasn’t so they could make sure each other were ok.”
PG crashes to the ground as he is levelled in the back of the head with a 2×4 by the current champion. Caleb drops the board and grabs a chain from the wall, making his way over to PG. He places the chain around PG’s arm, pulling the arm backwards between the second and middle rope. Caleb then uses the chain to pull on the wrist of PG, putting tension and torqueing the wrist counter clockwise at the elbow. All of that weight pushing on PG13’s elbow, it would feel like his elbow was about to blow into two pieces. Caleb finally releases the hold, growing tired and wanting a weapon. He starts looking around, just momentarily before spotting a ladder hanging horizontally along the roof on the opposite side of the cage. Leaving the injured PG13, Caleb manages to get the ladder off of its hooks and leans it on an angle in the opposite corner to where PG now lays clenching his elbow. With the ladder securely in place Caleb turns his attention back towards the match, but is met with the baseball bat to the top of his head. Caleb collapses to the ground. Crush now in control of the entire match. Crush rolls over the defenseless Caleb, blood not pouring out of his hair, flipping him over and covering for the pin while Caleb lay in a puddle of his own blood.
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Thr…
No! Caleb kicks out. Out of nowhere, the wit and every bit of energy he could from out of nowhere! Crush can’t believe it. He was sure that that was it, Crush turns towards the referee and begins to argue. Complaining of a slow count and grabbing the referee by the shirt, the referee just tells him know and the match continues.
Caleb starts to stir again, getting himself back to his feet. Blood running down his face, the black and white face paint barely noticeable under the thick layer of blood and the blood matted hair that is stick to his face. Crush takes a run at Caleb, big knee to the side of the head.
Standing over the current champion, Crush starts yelling at Caleb. His foot across the throat of the champion, simply showing his dominance as only Crush can. All of a sudden from out of nowhere Crush’s head bounces to the side, ricocheting off a steel chair that now sits in the hands of PG13. Crush collapses with the impact; PG drops the chair and is met by a clothesline from Caleb Scott. The two men crash to the mat and an all-out war once again breaks out as the two start exchanging fists.
PG13 and Caleb continue to exchange punches, neither man seeing to get head in the situation. Crush no back in the play as he joins in. Caleb and Crush hook PG’s arms and the two double suplex PG13 into the cage. Caleb and Crush now locked in once again to square off.
A right hand punch from Caleb, a return from Crush. Crush with a lock up, using his strength to push Caleb back into the corner. With a sudden release of the lock up, Crush drops his right should to the left, slamming his right elbow into the eye socket of Caleb Scott. Caleb grab at his face, but is met by Crush who grabs him by the arm and throws his weight into an irish whip towards the opposite corner. As Caleb flings with the momentum and starts sprinting into that direction he is met by a sudden metallic bell that is continuing to echo through his head.
As Caleb lay there staring up at the arena light, PG13 stands over him with a metal yield sign, Caleb starts to understand where the ringing originated. PG drops down for the pin.
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No! The pin is broken up with a kick to the ribs from Crush. The wound on his head now wider than ever, the blood completely covering his face. Crush grabs a handful of his blood soaked hair and pushes his back over his head. PG13 with the tackle from the mat, taking his brother down and delivers a couple of axe handle smashes to the face of Crush.
Off to the side of the ring, a young audience member notices a small leather bag that was dropped earlier in the evening close the barrier. Curious, he sticks his leg through the barrier and tries to reach the bag to bring it closer to him. It could end up being a nice little souvenir from his night at the PPV.
Caleb Scott has gotten back to his feet, Crush lay bleeding as PG13 leans on the corner turnbuckle to take a quick breathe. As PG13 turns around, as someone expected Caleb Scott smashes him across the head with the chair. PG falls flat to his back. Caleb now the one going for the pin.
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No PG manages to push Caleb off of him.
The young fan manages to get the leather bag closer to the barricade. He picks it up and looks inside. Puzzled by the bag the fan closes the bag once again and turns to tell the man with him what is in it. The two chat for a second before the man signals to toss it into the cage. Another ringside referee approaches the two men to ensure nothing it thrown at the cage.
PG13 now with the chair in his own hands. Kneeling over Caleb Scott he had the chair on its side pushing it down into the throat of Caleb, choking him. Caleb struggles to get free, the arena lights growing darker by the second. PG stares down over the chair, laughing at the panic of Caleb’s blood soaked face.
Crush standing back as his brother takes care of one of his opponents for him. As Crush turns looking out at the live crowd, he notices the small leather bag in the hand of the outside referee. Finding himself curious as to why the bag is there he remembers where it came from, and the type of person that was in possession of it earlier in the evening. Crush yells to the referee, telling him to hand him the bag. The confused ref, who has yet to look into the bag looks around and shrugs. Then handing the bag to Crush, as Crush forces it through a small hole in the cage he opens it up to see what was left inside. Pulling out a small bottle and a lighter, Crush gains a sickening smirk across his face.
Caleb somehow found a way to gain control of the situation once again. Fighting back PG13, the two stand toe to toe. Crush stashes the bag in the corner and prepares to once again get involved in the match. Caleb catches the movement out of the corner of his eye, Crush taking a running start with the intention to spear one or both of his opponents into the ladder that still stands on an angle in the corner of the ring behind them. Caleb pushed PG back before dropping to the mat. At Crush realizes the problem and tries to put on the breaks, Caleb slides under him and hooks the legs, rolling up until he is sitting on Crush’s back. Caleb has locked in a death lock on Crush! The submission is locked in tight, Crush face down on the ladder, Caleb rolled the two of them onto it with the offense. PG looks on as Caleb is part way up this angled ladder as it sits angled between the top rope and the ring mat. As Caleb applies as much pressure onto the back of Crush, who has nothing to help him lying face first on a metal ladder suspended only a foot or so above the ring.
PG notices the long cable originally used by Caleb to descend to the ring, he uses the cage to pull himself up onto the top rope, pulling the cable into the ring. A dangerous look now staring out of the eyes. The blood on his face clotted and matted. PG jumps down with the end of the cable in hand.
PG with a big running boot to the side of Celeb’s head sends the champion flying. PG turns his attention back towards the injured Crush. A series of punches, PG is now in control of the match.
Caleb reaching up the cage, using it to get back to his feet, he finds a small canvas sack attached to the cage, knowing exactly what it would be he opens it up and pours the contents all over the ring floor. Thumbtacks, not scattered everywhere.
Crush’s arms run red, the valleys of blood left as a reminder that the cage was wrapped in barbwire. PG13 with most of his upper body bleeding from the cage and weapons attacks happening throughout the match. Caleb’s face paint, almost completely worn off, replaced only by the blood dripping down his face. The gloves he wears on his hands being the only protection he has had from this match.
PG now standing over Crush, who is down on the mat and struggling to stand back up. The impact of the match playing havoc on his body. PG stands over him, Crush in an attempt to defend kicks wildly at his brother, who just catches the foot and flips him over before applying a figure four leg lock. As PG tries to break his brother’s leg, Caleb grabs a hold of the cable that hangs down into the ring, with the carbineer still attached Caleb wraps the cable around the neck of Crush and hooks it tight. Crush screaming in pain as PG13 forces the knees of Crush to almost buckle under his strength. Caleb, climbing up onto the turnbuckle, looking down on his opponents as PG starts to put together the pieces of what is about to happen. Caleb jumps from the turnbuckle, stretched out as much as he could. No intending to get the distance to land an offensive maneuverer. Caleb grabs another section of the cable that sticks through just inside the fence. Grabbing the cable and wrapping his body around it as tight as he could before falling towards the ring, Caleb forced the cable to pull up on the section that was pulled through the cage. Under the weight of Caleb’s body the cable pulls tight, lifting on Crush’s throat and pulling him upward. Crush momentarily suspended in the ring, hanging from the cable as PG13 flips over with the momentum and hangs below him still locked into the figure four. Caleb releases the cable and the two brothers go crashing to the mat.
Caleb taking his moment helps Crush to his feet before hooking his arm over his opponents neck and looking to onto the crowd to signal something is about to happen. In a quick second Caleb snaps a suplex, sending Crush landing into the pile of thumbtacks. Crush now with hundreds of tacks poking into his already bloody back, and a red burn where the cable pulled tight around his throat. As Caleb once again goes on the attack towards Crush, PG has found himself in possession of the leather bag that was stashed in the corner of the ring.
PG pulls out the small bottle and lighter. A sinister smile forms across his face.
Caleb picking up a beaten Crush, hooking him under the arm Caleb tosses Crush at the ropes and connects with a flying head-butt. With both men cut badly from the events of the match, blood sprays as their two heads collide. On impact Crush falls backwards into the barbwire cage. With a game plan in mind Caleb quickly entangles Crush’s arms. Wrapping them in the barbwire, trapping him to the wall. Caleb then slowly turns around the ring, looking for the steel chair that had made several appearances in the match.
PG13 had found the chair first. After dosing it with the lighter fluid from the bottle and setting it to flame, PG stood waiting for the moment as Caleb was turning around.
BAM!
The ignited chair smacks across the face of Caleb Scott, sending splattered lighter fluid and flame everywhere. Caleb falls to the mat, hair burning with a bit of the burning lighter fluid. Caleb is down but Crush manages to release from the barbed cage, his arms now running with his blood. A steady trail from the ring ropes as he runs at his brother. PG picks him up, turning and slamming him down with a powerbomb onto the stack of tacks. Both men screaming in pain, Crush with more in his back and now his neck and head, PG with tacks driven into his legs.
PG with the cover
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***DING, DING***
Charity Langston: “Ladies and Gentlemen! Your winner by pin fall….and NEW Global Champion! PG13!”
The Cage slowly lifts as PG is given the title and a wicked smile comes across his face as the show fades with a picture of our new champion.
