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EVIL INTENTIONS 2015!!!!
Topic Started: Dec 22 2015, 02:10 AM (150 Views)
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Pre-Show opener
KENT BRADDOCK vs TODD SNYDER


The opening match is short and sweet. Braddock mostly dominates with his technical skills while Snyder gets a few cheap shots in. It all comes to and end though when Jeeves gets involved and clotheslines Braddock. Snyder atempts to instigate some kind of two on one beat down but Braddock is able to fight back and send Jeeves out of the ring and Snyder running. Braddock stands tall but the match has been thrown out.


An extravagant pyro display opens the proper show. "Darkhorses by Switchfoot plays in the background.

Daniels:Welcome to EVIL INTENTIONS!!! What a night we have planned! So much action to come.

Masters:We don't often agree but for once I have to, this is going to be a night to remember.

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K.C. Kash vs Ricky Riot

“Money Talks” hits and the arena is filled with boos as K.C. Kash makes his re-debut in CZW. He strides out from behind the curtains in a long green and gold robe, flanked by his butler Andreas. Golden pyro like none other goes off and dancers rise up on platforms in the stage as Kash confidently marches to the ring

Towers:Ladies and Gentlemen, making his re-debut, weighing in at 235 lbs, this is K.C. Kash!!!!

Kash hold his arms open, allowing Andreas to remove his robe. Kash stands in his corner and waits.

“Dead American” pumps through the PA system signaling the arrival of Kash's long time rival, Ricky Riot. Towers waits to intro him but after a minute there is clearly something up as Riot is not out here. His music stops and starts over but once again there is no sign of Riot.


We cut to the back and see Riot in a heap, being attended to by the medical staff.

We cut back to Kash who can be seen miming obviously fake concern. After a few seconds he approaches Towers and leans over to speak into her mic.

Kash:Well then, seeing as it looks like my opponent for tonight is down and how, how about you go ahead and announce me as winner.

Towers looks hesitant but she knows this is really the only thing she can do. She puts the mic back to her mouth to speak when “Back in Black” rings out.

The man with all the power, Derek Damage makes his way out onto the stage with a mic in one hand. He does not look pleased.

Damage:You know, I had a feeling something like this might happen. I've read up on all your nasty little tricks and the incidents you've caused since the last time you were here. You're quite the headache for people like me.

Kash, trying to look innocent questions this by pointing at himself and feining shock


Damage:Yeah, you. Like I said, I thought this might happen so I lined up a little surprise just in case. I've already had enough people ruining matches, I didn't need one being completely called off.

Towers is handed an index card by the bellman and Damage steps to the side of the entrance way.

Towers:And introducing his opponent. He is a former CZW TAG TEAM CHAMPION!

The crowd pops and Kash motions like it's no big deal.

Towers:He is a former CZW X-DIVISION CHAMPION!

The crowd pops again and Kash looks mildly interested.

Towers:He is a former CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!

The crowd gets even louder and Kash is clearly bothered now as he barks “what!” outloud and tries to look over Towers' shoulder at the index card.

Towers:He is THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR, EL PABLO!!!!!!!!

“Party Hard” rings out and the crowd goes wild as El Pablo enters the arena, returning for one night only. Kash, meanwhile is in the ring, pacing back and forth, almost frothing at the mouth. Pablo lets all the love sink in as he come down the ramp, clearly loving the fan reaction. He stops in front of the ring and makes eye contact with Kash, who now looks to be ready for him.

Daniels: Bah gawd! CZW Icon El Pablo, the man they call “The Technicolour Tecnico” is back in a CZW ring!

Masters: I would have bet money on Kash tonight….but things are looking grim for the upstart. El Pablo is one of the most decorated men in CZW’s history. Kash entered into the ring expecting to face a man, but he’s got a certifiable legend.

Pablo charges and slides in under the ropes and it's on. Pablo and Kash start trading punches right off the bat. Kash gets the advantage though and pushes Pablo back into the rope. He whips Pablo off and goes for a sidewalk slam but Pablo is able to turn it into a beautiful head-scissors takedown, flipping Kash over and sending him out of the ring.

Kash slams his hands on the outside and charges back in but Pablo catches him with a drop-toe hold sending him down and then transitions into a Dragon sleeper.

Daniels: Pablo back in the game early as he drops Kash and locks in a beautiful hold! Kash is struggling!

Kash manages to get to his feet and reaches up for EP's face. He tries to gouge the eyes but settles on grabbing the mask and twisting it. Pablo quickly lets go of the hold and starts to realign his eye holes with his eyes.

In this moment of weakness Kash strikes, drilling Pablo with a running knee to the gut, doubling The Technicolor Tecnico over. Kash follows this up by grabbing pablo and ramming him into the ring post. He pulls Pablo out and he goes for the pin.

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Masters: Kash showing that killer instinct that has brought him all of his success, but it will take more than a ring post to put down El Pablo.

Kash immediately starts in on Pabs again, slapping him and rubbing his palm into EP's face. He pulls Pabs up by the mask then gives him a hard scoop slam followed up with a jumping knee drop and a pin.

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Pablo kicks out again but Kash is still on him, grabbing a headlock. Pablo fights up but Kash takes him back down with a headlock-takeover. Kash starts to verbally attack Pablo in the hold but he's shut up when Pablo is able to roll him into a pin.

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Daniels: What a back and forth by these men!

Masters: And it’s still going!

Both men are up to a degree but Pabs is still bent over when Kash charges and kicks him in the shoulder, the same one that his the post earlier. Pablo goes down holding his shoulder and Kash goes for the pin again.

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Kash doesn't look to bothered by this kickout as he just grabs the mask once more and slams Pablo's head down. He heads into the corner and starts winding up his arm, measuring for a lariat, waiting to strike. EP turns and see Kash charging at him, thinking quickly EP front flips forward real quickly, bringing the back of his foot into contact with Kash's dome. The Rolling Koppu Kick clearly knocks Kash loopy. Pablo sees this and hits the ropes, and drops Kash with a jumping Frankensteiner, slamming him onto his head. EP quickly makes the cover

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Kash kicks out hard, completely turning his body over but he's still out of it. He crawls to the corner as the antsy El Pablo jumps up and down a bit, waiting for Kash to be in position for something. Kash collapses completely in the corner and EP nails him with a running dropkick to the chest. Kash falls over but Pablo quickly pushes him back into a seated position. EP looks around at the crowd then point to the corner across from Kash.

Daniels: The people know what Pablo’s looking for! This squirrel dragon ninja can fly, and he’s lethal from the top rope!

Pablo pulls himself up onto that top rope and looks at Kash and the tightrope between them. Andreas on the outside of the ring starts yelling at EP but Pablo just looks at him and sticks his tongue out before running across the rope and coming off with a huge missile dropkick to Kash's chest.

The fans go nuts but both men are now blown. Pabs is unable to move Kash far but pushes him out of the corner so he can go for a pin

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Daniels: Get him out of there, ref! This is a one on one match! How underhanded!

Masters: No, this is genius! Kash knows the one weakness no one is prepared to cover: outside interference!

Andreas goes after EP but the ref is up and between them, trying to get him out. Pablo lets up the pin to see what's going on. After a few moments of arguing, Andreas leaves the ring. Pablo is now up and standing with his back to Kash who is on his way up. Before the walking hallucinogen that is El Pablo can turn around Kash is up and takes him up for a high-angle backdrop. Pablo however is able to counter it into a big arm drag. Both men quickly get to their feet and charge at each other.

WACK

Right in front of the referee, Kash hits EP with a punt between the legs. Pablo crumples and everyone, including Kash and the ref, are shocked. Kash looks sheepishly at the ref who now realizes what just happened. He raises his arm to call for the match to be thrown out but Kash quickly grabs his arm and starts begging for mercy. The ref and Kash argue for a few moments and the ref goes to signale again but Kash also grabs his arm again and motions for the exasperated ref to give him a moment.

Kash leans out of the ring and motions for Andreas to give him his robe. The giant Frenchman does so and hands the garment over. Kash digs around in it for a moment and comes out with a stack of cold hard cash in hand

Kash hand the money to the ref and starts begging again. The ref considers it a moment...before throwing the money in Kash's face!

Daniels: Now Kash finds himself in a position he’s never been in before, and that’s one he can’t just buy his way out of!

He goes for the bell a third time and for a third time Kash grabs him but this time it's put to an end before the begging can start again as EP is up and on Kash's shoulders, taking him over with a reverse Frankensteiner. Kash manages to avoid landing on his head so the move was just a roll but it brings the negotiating to an end. Kash and Pablo are coming at each other again but this time it's EP who lashes out with a dick kick.

Kash hits the ground and Pablo looks at the ref who quickly calls it as fair game. Pablo dashes to the corner and climbs up. Kash doesn't see this as he's still holding himself. Pablo flays off with The Pablo Splash.
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Towers:Here is your winner, El Pablo!!!

Daniels: Brilliant victory by the returning El Pablo! Great to have him back, even for one night!

Masters: Oh turnabout is fair play, apparently! This should have ended in a double disqualification!

Party hard resumes as EP celebrates his victorious one night return to CZW, ditching the ring and going into the fans.
Kash rolls out of the ring and slinks up the ramp, holding his family jewels and refusing help from his butler along the way. He falls to his knees in front of the curtain and crawls through to the back on all fours, clearly beaten.

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Feast or Fired!

Now it's time for Feast or Fired! This match hasn't been held in CZW since back at-

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After 30 minutes the feed resumes to an empty ring

Daniels: And that's what PROPER electrical failure is like, we have to apologize to all our family watching, that was NOT meant to happen, but the camera's were still rolling and captured all the action and i'm being told that it will be shown next Overdrive, once again, we offer our sincere apologies

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Mortius vs Nigrescence

Jessica: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be fought under OLD-SCHOOL CZW RULES!!!

The arena goes dark, the opening string of Tearing the Veil from Grace begin, as the lyrics start a light shines just in front of the curtain, Mortius is there, his head bowed. He slowly walks to the top of the ramp and stops looking up, attention focused on the ring. Finally the blast beat kicks in and frenetic purple lights matching the beat play over the arena as Mortius makes his way down the ramp and in to the ring, he sits on the top of one of the turnbuckles, his head once again bowed, his hair draping over his face

Jessica: Now in the ring, from San Antonio, Texas... He stands six foot, ten inches tall and weighs in at three hundred and seven pounds.... MORTIUS!!

The lights suddenly die, as the whole arena is seeped into a pit of darkness. The fans react by going deadly silent, whilst half of the crowd hold up their cell phones creating a galaxy of lights. The soft music at the start of Cokkha by Apocalyptica slowly plays as white smoke begins to filter out, surrounding the stage and infitrating the front row. From the smoke emerges two figures however not all can be seen. The bass kicks in as small bolts of lightening shoots down upon the stage, but still nothing can be seen. The music changes, as a huge bolt of lightening shoots down and the stage is lit up with an eerie scarlet glow. Standing on the stage is Jesse Montana, holding a leash. On the end of the leash is a chain, tightened around the neck of Nigrescence.

Jessica: And his opponent... Hailing from Parts Unknown, he weighed in earlier tonight at two hundred and seventy five pounds and stands at six-feet, two inches tall... Presented to you by Jesse Montana... NIGRESCENCE!!

The fans boo as they watch Montana parade Nigrescence down the ramp as though he was showcasing a circus attraction. They reach the ringside as the music calms down, the scarlet glow still present. Montana climbs into the ring with his creature, as he begins to unlock the chain. Another lightening bolt shoots down as the music tempo changes the scarlet glow turns to a white spotlight on the ring, the rest of the whole arena in darkness still. Nigrescence is free as Montana leaves the ring. The music fades as the lights return.... And the two monsters come face-to-face...

DING DING DING

The bell sounds, and the noise inside the arena peaks, holding at an excited level of loud cheers as two of CZW's true heavyweights size one another up... They circle one another, then come together with fists flying. Their brawl bounces from corner to corner, not threatened by rope-breaks or the suchlike.

First upper hand goes to Nigrescence as he breaks the pattern of wild, uncontrollable punching to sink his teeth into Mortius' arm. This draws a howl in pain from Mort, who fires off straight jabs to the nose in self-defence. It works, forcing a fairly-rapid break and backing off the masked man... But only temporarily, as he charges in with an attempted corner splash... Instead he gets flapjacked up, coming down face-first onto the turnbuckle. He bounces backwards into an elbow to the back of the head, before turning just in time to see the clothesline that sends him over the top to ringside.

Mort climbs over the top rope and drops down to join his opponent. A flashed glare backs off Montana, who was sneaking around the ring to join his client.... But it provides the gap Nigrescence needed to recover his senses, flicking off a swift kick that connects between Mort's legs. He follows up with a whip into the steps, and then a whip into the barrier, which Mort takes hard, flipping over into the front row of the crowd.

Nigrescence uses this space to go under the apron, pulling out a pair of garbage cans filled with weapons, and throwing both into the ring. He then pulls out a pair of chairs, which then are also thrown in.. The final thing out is a kendo stick, which he gives a test swing while searching for Mortius.

He finds him now at ringside... Or more accurately, holding the other end of the kendo stick. A tug-of-war ensues, which Nigrescence appears to win, pulling the stick from Mort's hands.... However, it seems it was a tactical move, as Mort charges in with a big boot that completely flattens Nigrescense. The stick goes flying into the air, allowing the big man to catch it on the way down, swinging it straight into his opponent.

Shot after shot follows, the cracks ringing out. Mort doesn't stop until the kendo stick is literally unusable any further. He then takes a turn at gathering toys, pulling a pair of tables from under the ring. One is placed into the ring, the other set up where it is. Mort then grabs Nigrescence and lifts him for a powerslam... Turning he rushes the table, only to have his opponent slip out of the back. A superkick attempt follows, but is caught, and used for a capture suplex... THROUGH THE TABLE!!!

With his upper hand cemented, Mort slides his opponent into the ring. Following in, he kicks the table to one corner, then tips out the content of one of the trashcans. A variety of weapons fall out, and the real fun begins.

Mort works his way around a selection of the offerings, taking a few potshots with each... A baseball bat, some 2x4, a cookie sheet... Even a lightsabre, drawing a STAR WARS chant from the fans for the topical guest-appearance...

When the cheesegrater comes out, the real fun begins... As does the blood flow.

The crimson mask, a weakness to some, seems to give Nigrescence a second wind. He fires off his second low blow of the match, and then picks up the cheesegrater, using it for a stiff headshot, before emptying the other trashcan. Taking his turn to work through the offerings, the follow up is a brutal array of barbed wire chokes, a light-tube smashing, more kendo sticks shots (with Mort this time being the victim until it breaks) and then another light tube for good measure.... This one the landing point of a double-arm DDT.

Nigrescence sets up the table, then looks around the ring. He finds a canvas bag, and grabs it excitedly. Opening it, he pours its contents onto the table....


Thumbtacks.

The crowd once again roars in excitement... Grabbing his opponent, Nigrescence sets for a powerbomb... He lifts up Mort, but finds himself unbalanced... Falling backwards, the move quickly ends as his signature Fade to Black, with Mort's throat going across the top rope stun-gun style.

Not satisfied with the outcome, Nigrescence looks for a way to follow up... A chair gets thrown across Mort's head, and then Nigrescence steps out to the apron. He looks at Montana, who nods in approval... Turning back to the ring, he sees that Mort has pushed the chair off himself and rolled over, pushing himself up to all fours...

Nigrescence climbs to the top, staggering slightly for balance due to the blood loss. He pauses for a second, waiting for Mort to finish rising and turn.... But just as he goes to dive, Mort rushes the ropes, causing him to fall and crotch himself.... Moving surprisingly quick for a big man, Mortius races out to the apron, grabbing Nigrescence by the throat.... and chokeslamming him through the barrier at ringside!

The Fans go WILD!

Mort drops down and pulls Nigrescence back to his feet and into the ring. Before he can do anything with the monster though he's smashed over the back of the head with a chair that's in the hands of Jesse Montana. With both men down Montana grabs a mic.

JM:Not as easy as you thought it would be, is it? I know you you thought you'd come crush my monster and walk out of here victoriously but that's not going to happen and you know it now.

Mort has now pushed himself to his knees but his back is to Jesse. Nigrescence has pulled himself up in a corner

JM:I'm not a bad guy though. I'm not going to have punished for a mistake like that. You're a champion, of course you thought you'd be able to win. Instead of ending you right here right now I'm going to make you an offer. Join with me and Nigrescence. Be mine and we will rule this place.

Jesse takes a second mic from his back pocket and tosses it beside Mort. Mort looks down at it and then takes it into his hands.

Mort:Montana...you can go fuck yourself.

Mortius stands up and begins to turn to Jesse but Montana catches him with a Montana express. The big man doesnt go down though! He's out on his feet but he's up!

Nigrescence Express!

Mortius is still up but staggering around!

Jesse and his monster look at each other then...

Montanana AND Nigrescence Express!!

The duel superkick final sends Mort down. Nigrescence falls into the pin..

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Montana looks down at Mortius and just shakes his head at the sight.

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Jigga Covey vs Robbie King

Lights flash from black and white as Covey appears on the ramp and slowly walks to the ring not looking away from the ring. He slowly stomps up the steps and into the ring where he gets in and just stands there staring blankly up the ramp.

The Joe Perry guitar opening of "Living on the Edge" blast through the arena as Mike King leads his protege Robbie King to the ring. Robbie rolls into the ring and poses on the middle and bottom ropes posing for the crowd. King walks to his corner where Mike King gives him some pointers on the match.

The King clan stay on their side of the ring ever after the bell has rung, speaking a bit. They seem to be more than a little confused about the personailty change in Jigga Covey. Mike is obviously worried but Robbie however seems to shake it all off saying “He can't be that different”.

Robbie walks out to the middle of the ring where Jigga is and extends a hand for a handshake while having a big smile onhis face. Jigga looks down at King's hand for a second before striking out and kicking him in the gut, doubbling the younger King over.


Jigga clubs King over the back a few times but he doesn't let Robbie fall. He manuvers around behind King and takes him over with a big back suplex. A quick cover is made

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Jigga immeditaly grabs a hand full of Robbie's hair and starts pounding away with the other hand. After a few blows he stops and pulls Robbie up. Jigga backs him into a nutral corner and blasts him with an elbow under the chin. After two more of these Jigga backs up to the opposite corner and charges at Robbie. Robbie however gets a boot up that connects to Jigga's chest.

Jigga stumbles back and Robbie dashes out at him. Jigga, swings for a clothesline but Robbie rolls under and hits the ropes. He comes off full force going for a big move but Jigga catches him with a big boot of his own. Jigga once again quickly covers.

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Jigga once again grabs the long locks of Robbie and pulls him up by them. He throws Robbie's arm overfor a veriical suplex and points out to Mke at ringside. Jigga hauls Robbie up and kepps him up in the air for a 4 count before falling back and slamming Robbie to the mat. Jigga floats over into a pin
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Ribbie kcks out and this seems to tick Jigga off a bit. Covey starts shoving the face of the younger King brother, who is trying to get up. Jigga stand and punts Robbie in the ribs. Jigga spots Mike half way up onto the apron. He rolls out and begins to menacingly walk towards the eldest King, who backs away with every step.


Before Jigga can get to Mike though, he's caught offgaurd and blasted with a suicide dive from Robbie. Robbie, now back in the match grabs Jigga up and tosses him in the ring. Jigga swings for a punch but Robbie blocks and counters with a handstand Enziguiri. Jigga who is now out of it, gets peppered with rights and lefts, one after the other.


Robbie lets up on the punches and shoots Jigga off into the corner. He charges and drills Jigga with a big body splash. Jigga stumbles out but King isn't done, he puts his arm under Jigga's chin and arm and pulls him down into a reverse STO backbreaker, he then pulls Jigga back up and swings all the way around and connects with a lariet to the back of Covey's head. He rolls Jigga over and goes for the pin

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Jigga just barely makes it out. King sets up a distance away from Jigga, measuring the man. He charges for a Yakuza kick but shockingly Covey catches it. He shoves King back a bit, trying to put him on the ground but Robbie back flips to avoid falling. King charges at Jigga but Jigga is ready, he pushes King into the air and catches him for a popup powerbomb but King is somehow able to counter it into a rana pin.

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Both men come at each other again, Robbie swings, Covey ducks and takes him over with a school boy pin.
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Jigga goes to grab King again but Ribbie jumps up, slamming his knee into Jigga's chin. He falls forward, almost out cold, onto Robbie's now waiting shoulders. Robbie points himself at a corner and hits a rolling Fireman's carry, leaving Jigga in perfect position for what comes next, a stunning ropeflip moonsault
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It's all over! Robbie King has defeated Covey! Mike Kng enters the ring and raises his brother's arm.

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X-Division Championship
Glass Tables Match
Eddie Rowan vs Carnage


Towers: The falling is a GLASS TABLES MATCH

The cheers begin, loud, Towers has to speak up to speak over

Towers: And it's for... the X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

‘Slip Slide Melting’ by For Love Not Lisa starts to play and the fans are on their feet

Towers: Introducing first

Daniels: Why first? I hate it hen the Champ is introduced first

Masters: Damage going out of his ay to put Rowan in his place

Daniels: That could be it

Eddie heads out through the curtain full of energy, pumping up the crowd

Towers: he weighs in at 6 feet tall... and hails from SEATTLE WASHINGTON

Towers cannot continue as the home crowd start stamping their feet, beating their seats and cheering crazy loud, she drops the mic and waits for it to subside a little as Eddie, now on the ramp gestures to the ground at his feet mouthing “right here” in to the camera

Towers: And he is the X-DIVISION CHAMPION.... EDDIE... ROWAN!!!

he makes his way to the ring, pausing now and then to look out to the crowd, he tags a few hands.then shrugs and hops on to the barrier, he points to the ring, nods his head and leaps in to the crowd, they lift him up and starts surfing him around the ring, the wide shot camera zooms in on a huge smile on Eddie's face

Daniels: quite a juxtaposition to how he entered the arena earlier today, but he's feeding off the energy of this home crowd, but I guarantee back in that ring he'll be all business

Masters:Yeah, the business of getting beat to a bloody, glassy, pulp

Eddie lands at the corner, running up the stairs, the whole ring being hugged on all sides by glass tables. He gets into the ring and poses in the center of the second rope, holding his championship belt high. He bounces a bit and basks in the cheers of the Seattle crowd

Towers: AND THE CHALLENGER

Immediately multi coloured candle apps light up the arena, the light go down and “ Sweet Dreams” starts to play it's creepy melody

Towers: CARNAGE

Carnage steps on to the stage with his fiery pentagram t-shirt, to a huge chorus of boos

Daniels: No sign of those cheers for Carnage tonight

Masters: He's playing against a home crowd, I take comfort from the fact this arena is still alight with candles

Daniels; It really in


Carnage makes his way down the ramp, dis acknowledging the fans reactions. He makes his way to the stairs, the only way in and out of the ring safely, and walks along the apron

SMASH!

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT

Daniels: Holy shit! Eddie Rowan just dropkicked the unsuspecting Carnage from the apron to one of the glass tables surrounding this ring

Masters: The match hadn't even started, DISQUALIFY HIM REF

Daniels: Yeah cause that happens, Eddie promised a hard hitting match full of OMG moments, and he's started with a bang, and it could end that way in just a second

DING DING DING

Eddie goes to the apron and frog splashes on to the down Carnage

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Daniels: NO! Carnage kicked out, and this crowd are booing the place down

Rowan, resolute, gets to his feet and picks Carnage up, there's no blood at all, but glass is sticking out of the t-shirt in places, perplexed Eddie starts ripping at Carnages t-shirt, it comes off in a strip

Masters: KEVLAR VEST! GENIUS

Daniels: That was incredibly smart on the part of Carnage, some of these fans cheering the revelation, but Eddie does not look happy

Carnage smiles wickedly grabbing Rowan by theback of the head and slinging him in to the ring, Following in after, the glass breaking by the rolling action of Carnage, so only fragments are left in the vest. He gets to his feet but Eddie's already there, the hits a few punches and Carnage simply smiles at the X-Division Champion. He sends Eddie in to the ropes, who ducks the clothesline attempt and comes back with a flying forearm. Carnage stays standing and Rowan rolls back to his feet, running straight for the ropes and coming back in the an Avalanche, Carnage stagges back a step but catches Rowan by the throat

Daniels: Oh no!... phew, gut kick by Rowan breaks that precarious situation, Rowan heads to the ropes a THIRD time... Low dropkick, Carnage is on a knee...

The crowd cheer

Shining Wizard knocks Carnage back, but he keeps his balance, shaking the effects of the kick off, now on both knees

The crowd cheer more

Daniels: Flyover Facecrusher... Carnage is DOWN

The crowd explode as Eddie gets back to his feet nodding. He reaches down to unhook the velcro straps of the kevlar vest, but Carnage stops him with a throat thrust, knocking Eddie down. Both men get back to their feet and tie up

Masters: Idiot, Carnage easily winning out, suplex

Daniels: No, Rowan wriggles free and lands on his feet behind Carnage, a kick to the back of Carnage's leg... and another... and another

Carnage limps away from the onslaught with Eddie following behind, trying to sweep the feet from Carnage, as they near the corner Carnage turns with a scream, grabbing Eddie by the head and throwing him in to the turnbuckle, he unleashes an assault of punches to Rowans ribs making Rowan sing to his knees. Carnage aims in a kick, like the one that nearly decapitated Mortius last Overdrive but Eddie catches the leg, and springs to his feet, he sweeps the other leg and, with Carnage now down he takes the grabbed leg and sails over Carnage's body

Daniels: Ouch, hyper extending those hamstrings, Carnage grabbing that right knee, which has been the focus of most of Eddie's offense,

Eddie is quick to drop a leg over Carnage's throat, he quickly skips to the apron and down the stairs, the crowd pick up as he heaves a heavy glass table on to it's side, folding the legs. He grunts as he lifts it and slides it in to the ring

Masters: That isn't no sugar glass

Daniels: Indeed not, Carnage back to his feet before Eddie has a chance to open the legs of the table, if that's what he had in mind

The murmuring in the crowd quietens back down as Eddie heads back towards Carnage, straight in to a scoop slam, Carnage looks angry as he limps about the ring, trying to get some feeling back in his legs. He sees the table and lifts it, much more easily than Rowan, setting it up in the corner before heading back to Eddie

Daniels: Eddie up in time, another low dropkick, but Carnage spots it, sidestepping and bring a boot down on to Rowan

Carnage grimaces after the boot, shaking his right knee back and forth, Eddie is quickly back to vertical but Carnage is ready...

Masters:: Irish Whip to the table

Daniels: Rowan puts on the brakes

The fans breath a sigh of relief as the Champ turns and drops for a leg sweep on his oncoming opponent. Carnage stops in time and backs off. Both men stare at each other across the ring. Eddie swiftly rolls outside in the gap where the table was, he goes under the ring and brings out a kendo stick wrapped in barbed wire

Daniels: I love the little toys we have under there, I assume that was for the old school CZW match earlier

Masters: This is a glass tables match, he needs to put that down

Daniels: YOU put it down

Masters: YOUR FACE out it down

Daniels: Your MOMS FACE put it down

Masters claps slowly

Back in the ring and Carnage is wearily stepping around Rowan, who I clicking the end of the kendo stick off the matt, waiting for his chance

Daniels: Eddie eyeing that vest of Carnage's, that's a huge target effectively cut off from weapon attacks

Carnage runs in with a flying clothesline, taking Eddie down to the matt, the kendo stick dropping from his hand. Carnage mounts Eddie and starts throwing elbows in to his face with scary focus and timing. The crowd start chanting for Eddie, who's face is taking a pounding, Eddie turns his cheek to take the focus from his eyes and nose. He spies the kendo stick a foot from his hand and tries to reach for it, but Carnage's weight is proving too much. The crowd spot hat he's doing and raise their voices, egging their favourite on. Eddie's fingers start inching their way to their target, while his cheek starts blossoming purple
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Daniels: BARBED WIRE STICK STRAIGHT TO CARNAGES HEAD... That's not protected!

Carnage stops the assault, grabbing at his torn head, blood pouring, he quickly moves his hands though when the second strike hits his fingers full force, only to receive another crack to the forehead. He rolls off Rowan, cursing

Masters: Glass tables match NOT barbed wire Kendo sticks match

Daniels: Let it go, if Carnage got hold of that stick you'd be singing a different tune

Masters: Well yes, Rowan DESERVES to be hit with it now

Rowan gets to his feet, his cheek swollen out, he brings the stick down across Carnage's legs, again and again, every time Carnage tries to protect his hands get it, his pants are torn open and blood is coming from his legs and face. Carnage sits up in reaction to a leg shoot to receive one last almighty crack over the top of his head. The sticks finally breaks and the crowd are in a frenzy

Daniels: This isn't going exactly the way Damage had imagined

Masters: Carnage is a beast, this won't keep him down!

Carnage, in pain, holding his head, tries to roll to the outside, but instead rolls straight on to a glass table. Rowan climbs to the top, the roof being lifted off the building, and points down at Carnage
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Who rolls back in to the ring. Eddie shrugs and sails off with a double leg drop, landing squarely across Carnages chest

Masters: HA that was a mistake

Daniels: Indeed, Eddie momentarily forgetting about that Kevlar vest, and he must have done some damage to his legs there.

Eddie rolls off holding both legs, he scrambles over to Carnage and undoes one of the velcro straps of that vest, he reaches over for the second and gets trapped in a headlock from Carnage, who rolls through, applying a crossface. Eddie struggles, prying at the huge hands of the challenger to no avail.

Masters: REF, ASK HIM REF!

The referee is in front of of the men, signalling to Carnage he can't ask Eddie, pointing to the glass table

Daniels: Carnage forgetting that in order to win his opponent must first go through a table, a rule Damage out in place to make Eddie suffer

Masters: Dammit, well that backfired

Daniels: Maybe, Rowan has a strong resolve, even asked I'm not sure if he'd give up

Carnage wrenches the hold as hard as he can, eliciting scream from Eddie, before dropping the hold and stuggling to his feet, he tests his own legs and the picks up Rowan by the hair. Eddie quickly kicks forward, straight on to one of the gashes in Carnages legs, Carnage hops, but keep hold of Eddie, Eddie kicks again and Carnage plants him on the matt with a facecrusher

Daniels: Carnage, and his legs, have taken all they can stand... pun intended

Carnage rolls to his back, grabbing his legs. Eddie crawls over and sends wide arching fists in to Carnage, Carnage returns the blows, both men get to their knees and the fans pick up, cheering Eddie on... Both men get to their feet and continue trading

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Eddie punches in a brutal fast combination, even knocking the huge Carnage back a step or two, closer to the glass table in the corner. He attempts one punch too many and Carnage blocks it with his forearm, still off kilter, Eddie sends a boot to the right knee, making Carnage hop, the Champ then runs back quickly and comes in with a dropkick, Carnage waves his arms for balance, so Eddie runs back once more, taking a breath and sprinting in with a shoulder tackle
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Daniels: Carnage goes through his second table tonight, and that vest STILL doing it's job, though his face and legs are a mess.

Eddie doesn't even try for a cover, instead using the force of the impact and it's effect on Carnage to slide over and undo the straps on the vest, lifting it over Carnage's head. Carnage clings on at the last moment, desperately trying to keep his safety net

Masters: Oh NO! A stomp to his head, that blood is flowing freely once more, no way Carnage could have held on

Carnage clings to his face, and starts stamping his fist to the canvas

Daniels: No matter what anyone says about Eddie you can't deny he had Carnage scouted, this looked like it was going to be a complete train wreck for the champ, and instead he 's managed to effectively take down a monster

Masters: Mortius has to bee watching this and thinking of what he would have to do to take him out... if he ever gets the chance. In saying that, it's not over yet, there's still plenty of glass tables around the ring

Daniels: This is true

Eddie capitalises on Carnages position, lifting the big man's knee and SLAMMING it on the broken shards of glass. The crowd oooh

Daniels: Ouch, I'd be very surprised if Carnage can stand after all that

Masters: Even I have my doubts

Daniels: Oh god

Carnage rolls over, glass sticking out of his knee, all down the the shin, his pants are in tatters and his leg is a crimson, glass filled, mess. Rowan looks down at Carnage and the looks up the ramp to the back, his face set as stone he picks up Carnages legs

Daniels: FIGURE FOUR BY GOD, HE'S DRIVING THAT GLASS IN TO CARNAGE'S LEGS!!

Carnage fits and convulses, screaming in anger and pain, he slams his arms over and over again on the matt, the crowd all hiss in sympathy but Eddie looks resolute, clinches the hold in as hard as he can, screaming with the pressure, the pent up rage, everything

The lights go out

Masters: Speaking of Mortius...

Daniels: NO EDDIE HAS THIS WON!!!

The lights come back on

WHEEE

Nigrescence lets out his pig like scream as he jumps on Eddie Rowan,

Daniels: What the hell is HE doing here?

Masters: I have no idea, but i love it

Daniels: The man who beat Mortius earlier in the middle of that very ring is now back out here, he's dragged Eddie Rowan off of Carnage and is now beating him back against the ropes

Nigrescence Irish whips Eddie to the other side, and is met with a Nigrescence Express on the return, the fans boo louder than any other time tonight as Eddie is knocked down and momentarily out. He picks Rowan up by the head and leads him to the ropes once more, Nigrescence steps to the apron, right beside a glass table, and grabs Eddie over the ropes, hooking his arm for a suplex

Daniels: Wait...

Mortius runs down from the back, jumping to the apron where Carnage went through the table right at the top of the match, he runs around the apron to Nigrescence and spins him, catching him unawares, Eddie falls to the matt as Nigrescence gets hiked to Mortius' shoulder
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Daniels: RUNNING POWERSLAM THROUGH THE TABLE

Mortius jumps back up on pure adrenaline, blood running down his arm where the table caught him

Daniels: Why the hell is he helping Eddie?

Masters: I can't make any of this out to be honest, but it's making for great viewing!

Back in the ring Mortius grabs up Eddie

Daniels: HARD SHOT TO THE SWOLLEN CHEEK!

Masters: Now he's NOT helping him out? What?

The crowd go NUTS as these two men finally come to blows in the ring, Eddie, brought to life by the pain and adrenaline of being punched on his already injured face, punches back at Mortius, they trade shots until Mortius hits a gut check and turns Eddie round

Daniels: He's setting up for the Downward Spiral...

He lifts Eddie in a reverse suplex

Daniels: STUNNER, HE REVERSED IN TO A STUNNER, and holy shit, from that height it might have must broken Mortius' jaw!!!

The crowd are on their feet as Mortius staggers from the stunner back against the ropes Eddie stares at his foe and runs
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Daniels: CACTUS CLOTHESLINE! BOTH MEN THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE EVERYONE IS DOWN!!!

The camera pans out on the devastation, four men all down, glass everywhere inside and outside the ring, it changes shot to Carnage, using his elbows to crawl to the edge that Mortius and Eddie went over, he lets himself drop ungracefully and drapes his arm over the fallen Rowan

Daniels: Wait, it wasn't Carnage that out Eddie through the table... it was Eddie himself, does that count?

Masters: Of COURSE it does, and even if it didn't, he can take it up with Damage

The ref gets too the outside, picking his way carefully among the debris

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Masters: WE HAVE A NEW CHA....

Daniels: KICKOUT!!!

Masters: Are you SHITTING me?

The crowd come unglued as Carnage slumps down and Eddie, covered in fresh blood, this time his own, crawls to his knees, he looks to the other, intact, glass table next to himself, Carnage and Mortius, he uses it to get to his feet, grabbing the end width wise, for support, once standing he screams, his muscles tensing as he uses his grip to suplex the glass table on top of Mortius and Carnage
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Daniels: UNBELIEVABLE!!!

Eddie slips and slides backwards through the debris using his heels and finally comes to rest over the dismantled Carnage

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Daniels: It's all over, it's all over. Eddie Rowan retains the CZW X-Division Championship

Eddie smiles before grimacing, and rolls to his knees, using the apron he crawls inside the ring, and once in the middle he uses the last of is energy to get to his feet as the referee hand him his belt

Masters: If Nigrescence had been allowed to finish the job Eddie wouldn't bechamp right now, damn Mortius' interference

Eddie Rowan sinks to his knees, blood all over his body, and his X-Division title clasped to his chest, the fans let out a huge roar

Daniels: Mortius' interference meant nothing, he's laid out on the outside, and someone better call in the medical unit for him, and everyone else. Eddie Rowan is triumphant after a hard fought match, and even Mortius can't say Rowan didn't bring his all to the table, and through the table, to hell and back, to keep that title. He's definitely earned it

Masters: We'll agree too disagree

Daniels: Don't we always?

The medical units indeed start coming to the ring as we go to commenrcial, fading out on Rowan holding that belt close, his forehead, now on the mat.

Edited by Mortius, Dec 31 2015, 04:40 PM.
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Queen of Combat Championship
Ruthless Aggresion vs Allyson Thorn


Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the first part of your CO-MAIN EVENT! It is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is for the CZW QUEEN OF COMBAT CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first…”

“Centuries” plays, and Ruth heads out onto the stage slowly to a loud chorus of cheers. She takes her time, letting the moment soak in before striding confidently down toward the ring.

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, Ruthann Park…RUTHLESS AGGRESSION!!”

Daniels: “You’ll be hard pressed to find any other superstar past or present who has as much love and loyalty to CZW as Ruthless Aggression. The puts an unparalleled amount of passion into her craft.”

Masters: “She’s as tough as they come for certain, and she’s going to need every bit of that tonight. The two most recognizable faces from the QoC division, facing off to see how takes the belt home for the last time…it’s bittersweet, Daniels. Almost poetic, even.”

Ruthless enters the ring posing for the crowd atop all four corners before the music changes. “Big Bad Wolf” blares out over the PA and Allyson Thorn strides out through the curtain to a very loud, partially mixed reaction.

Towers: “And her opponent…’the Dark Kiss,’ ALLYSON THORN!!”

Ally practically stalks to the ring, her smile a mix of confidence and arrogance. She gracefully enters the ring, her smile widening just slightly at the loud “welcome back” chant.

Daniels: “It’s been quite some time since Allyson Thorn competed in CZW, though you wouldn’t guess it just by looking at her…she seems perfectly at home, like she never left.”

Masters: “And that’s bad news for her opponent, Jarred. Allyson is the first name many people think of when ‘Queen of Combat’ is mentioned. And that reputation is well-earned.”

Daniels: “With no question.”

*DING-DING!*

Daniels: “There’s the opening bell and the co-main event of the night is now underway!” Remember, it was Allyson Thorn who forced Damage’s hand into making this, the final match of the prestigious Queen of Combat title the co-headlining bout, whereas Damage originally had planned on placing it as the opener!”

Masters: “Are you insinuating that this match doesn’t deserve its spot, Daniels?”

Daniels: “Not at all! What I *AM* insinuating is that Allyson Thorn is well-versed in the art of manipulation and is the last woman on the planet anyone should take lightly!”

Masters: “Nice save. Sexist bastard.”

Daniels: “False…anyway, Thorn and Ruthless have been nearly nose-to-nose since the bell, and I doubt they’re having friendly banter! The war of words heating up…OH and a stiff forearm from Thorn! Ruthless glares and retaliates with one of her own! Thorn with another forearm, and another retaliation from Ruth!”

Masters: “They’re swinging for the fences!”

Ally and Ruth alternate taking stiff shots at one-another, each shot being thrown with more force behind it than the last. Ruthless eventually staggers Thorn, throwing two shots in rapid succession, getting the fans behind her. As she throws a third, Thorn ducks and hooks the arm, spinning her into a front face-lock. A stiff knee to the face stands Ruth upright again and Ally fires her into the corner with an Irish whip! Thorn follows in and connects with a running shoulder tackle to the midsection that nearly folds Ruth in half in the corner.

Daniels: “Great move there from Allyson Thorn, and that had to drive all of the wind from the lungs of Ruthless Aggression! Thorn drags her out and hits a BEAUTIFUL suplex! She rolls it over…lifts her up…another suplex! Allyson rolling again, back up…and there’s the third! Picture perfect execution!”

Masters: “She’s clearly kept her craft honed since leaving, Jarred!”

Ally takes a second to smirk out to the crowd, many of whom cheer the technical display. She delivers a stomp to Ruth, taunting her a bit before delivering a second. Thorn pulls Ruth from the mat by the hair and sends her into the ropes with another Irish whip, but Ruth with the reversal! Ruthless ducks for the backdrop and tosses Thorn…who lands on her feet! Ruth turns just in time to take a stiff boot to the gut, doubling her over, and Ally takes her back to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker!

Daniels: “Well-scouted there by Thorn, and here’s the cover!”

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Daniels: “Barely got a two count there. Thorn is in firm control but Ruth is still very much in this. Allyson now locking in a Dragon Sleeper! Ruthless is caught in the center of the ring and this is a very difficult move to break free from!”

Masters: “Oh, you k now that from personal experience, do you, Jarred?”

Ruth struggles, reaching for the ropes, but Ally holds her fast. Fighting, Ruth manages to bridge up, with Thorn caught a little off-guard by the tactic. Ruth manages to get her feet underneath her, showing great strength and flexibility while Ally keeps the sleeper locked in. Shoving back off the ground, Ruth flips up and OVER Ally, landing on her feet! The shift in leverage leaves Ruth with the advantage, and she uses that momentum to dead-lift Thorn up into a powerslam position before DRIVING her to the mat!!

Daniels: “INCREDIBLE counter there from Ruthless Aggression, spiking Thorn to the mat with that powerslam!! Ruth now trying to shake off the effects of that sleeper as Thorn makes her way back to her feet…Ally advances and Ruth takes her BACK down with a spinning heel kick!! The fans now firmly behind Ruthless as she pulls Thorn off the mat…side headlock…RUNNING BULLDOG!! Ruth with the cover now!”

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Daniels: “A lot of fight in Ally still. Ruth pulls Thorn back to her feet and whips her into the turnbuckle…following in with a HUGE running splash! Ruth now unloading with strikes…back elbow..body punch…knife-edge chop…she’s going ballistic!!”

Ruthless punishes Ally in the corner with rapid-fire strikes, then backs up, charging in with another big splash! Ally tumbles out of the way, but Ruthless manages to land on her feet on the middle turnbuckle!! Ruth jumps off, twisting in midair, catching Ally in a hurricanrana…which is reversed immediately into a huge JACKNIFE powerbomb!!”

Masters: “Bloody hell, Jarred I think she just killed her!!”

Daniels: “Ruth hit the mat so hard that she bounced and rolled over her shoulder and onto her stomach!! Absolutely decimating!! Thorn though takes a few extra seconds to recover before making the pin…that might cost her!!”

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The fans cheer in surprise and Ally gets back to her feet, once more wiping at her lip which seems to have been busted open during the brawl. Glaring at her opponent, Thorn steps out onto the ring apron, measuring Ruth before slingshotting herself back into the ring, landing atop Ruthless with a senton.

Daniels: “More calculated offense from Thorn, targeting the midsection, making it difficult for Ruth to catch her breath.”

Masters: “Much less stand.”

Thorn hits Ruth with another stomp to the midsection for good measure before pulling her back to her feet. She wrenches Ruth’s arm and, using every ounce of strength she possesses, flings Ruthless into the turnbuckle. Ruth strikes viciously, connecting so hard that she rebounds out of the corner and falls to the mat.

Masters: “Ally smells blood in the water here, Daniels. She’s picking Ruth apart!”

Daniels: “She is certainly imposing her will at the moment to be sure, but if there’s one thing we’ve learned over the years, it’s that Ruthless Aggression will never give up!”

Thorn pulls Ruth back up again, delivering a stiff forearm shot before winding her up for another whip. She throws Ruth, but upon reaching the corner, Ruthless steps up onto the middle buckle, pushing off and redirecting herself back to Thorn, turning Ally inside-out with a vicious lariat!! Ruth drops to a knee briefly, clutching her ribs, but Thorn is slow to recover, trying desperately to push herself up off the mat.

Daniels: “The fans here erupting in cheers for Ruthless, cheering her on as she tries to come back from that assault! Both women now back to their feet…HURRICANRANA BY RUTHLESS!! She hooks both legs for the pin!! This is it!!”

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Daniels: “SO CLOSE!! Ruth now arguing the count with the ref before pulling Thorn back to her feet…ALLY WITH A NORTHERN LIGHT’S SUPLEX!!”

Masters: “SHE’S GOT THE PIN!!

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Daniels: “Kick-out at the last second!! Allyson Thorn continues to make the most out of every opportunity Ruthless has given her, but Ruthless refusing to stay down! What a match!!”

Thorn again pulls Ruth up by the hair, dragging her to the corner and driving her head-first into the turnbuckle. Thorn hoists Ruth up to the top buckle and follows up as well, looking for a superplex.

Daniels: “Precarious positioning here, one wrong step could be disastrous! Thorn hooks Ruth up for a superplex, but Ruth has her foot hooked and now delivering stiff shots to the ribs…OH MY!!”

Breaking the superplex hold, Ruth manages to knock Ally back, hanging her up in a tree of woe position in the process! The fans go nuts as Ruth steps onto the top buckle and leaps off, delivering a DEVASTATING double-foot stomp to the chest of Thorn, DRIVING her to the mat in the process!!

Masters: “Sweet Christmas, that has to be all!”

Daniels: “Ruth with the cover!”

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The fans are going nuts at this point after another near fall.

Masters: “For the sake of Pete…I don’t know if my heart can handle this, Jarred!”

Daniels: “This is a war for sure, and it’s not over yet! Ruth can’t believe it, either!”

Ruthless looks around at the screaming fans, and then to her opponent…and then to the turnbuckle. Scrambling to her feet, she moves out onto the apron, slowly beginning the climb.

Daniels: “Another high-risk maneuver on the way from Ruthless Aggression, but she’s slow to ascend and Allyson is stirring! Ruth on the top turnbuckle but Ally throws herself into the ropes!! Ruth tumbles off the turnbuckle, BOUNCING on the apron, nearly falling off onto the floor!! What sickening impact!!”

Ruthless pulls herself up from the apron slowly as Ally catches her breath in the ring. She eyes Ruth, pushing herself away from the ropes…running to the far side, rebounding and PLOWING into Ruth with a massive SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES, causing both women to crash to the floor below!
Daniels: “Thorn using her own body as a weapon, taking both Ruthless AND herself all the way to the floor! Both of them are slow to move, let alone get back to their feet at this point!”

It takes a little bit, but Ally is able to make it to her feet first, with Ruth slowly pulling herself up by the guard railing. Thorn glares at her opponent and then the crowd and then heads over to the ring apron, yanking it aside, much to the delight of the crowd.

Daniels: “Thorn looking for a weapon, maybe? What’s she…?”

Masters: “Bloody hell, Daniels, and I do mean ‘bloody!’ She’s got one of the glass tables that somehow survived the tables match!”

The crowd is loving it as Ally hoists the table up and slides it into the ring. She rolls in after and sets it up in the center of the ring, grinning wickedly towards the crowd before rolling back out after Ruth. She grabs Ruthless by the hair, but Ruth quickly reverses and drive’s Ally head-first into the barricade!

Daniels: “Ruth able to get something of a second wind there! She drives Thorn into the barricade AGAIN! A third time! Thorn with a thumb to the eye, turning the tables once again. Ally with a knee-lift, but Ruth caught it! She lifts Allyson and DRIVES her spine-first into the ring apron!! The AGONY on Ally’s face tells it all after that move! Ruth now…SNAP SUPLEX on the floor!!”

The fans are firmly behind Ruth as she gets back up, gritting her teeth in grim determination, trying to ignore the pain in her ribs. She rolls Thorn over, hooking her up into a wheelbarrow hold, gnashing her teeth in pain as she lifts Ally from the ground, SWINGING her like a human weapon into the barricade! Twice! Three times!! Then once into the ring apron for good measure!

Masters: “She just used her like a human maul, Jarred!”

Daniels: “Great show of power there by Ruthless Aggression, who now pulls Thorn up and shoves her into the ring! She climbs to the apron…slingshots in with a flipping legdrop!! Ruth with the cover!!

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Daniels: “Still no!!”

Masters: “If there was any doubt that these two deserved to co-headline before, I guarantee it’s gone by the wayside some time ago!”

Daniels: “Ruth pulls Thorn up and shoves her into the corner…hefting her up for maybe a superplex attempt of her own…Thorn fighting back now, throwing Headbutts!! Ruth falls and crashes to the mat, less than a foot away from that glass table!! That could’ve been it!! Thorn now pulling herself to her feet…DIVING HEADBUTT!! BEAUTIFULLY EXECUTED!! HERE’S THE COVER!!”

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The crowd is coming positively unglued now as both Ruth and Allyson refuse to stay down. Thorn staggers up, pulling Ruth back up…who promptly rolls her up with an inside cradle!!

Crowd: “THIS IS AWESOME-THIS IS WRESTLING-THIS IS AWESOME-THIS IS WRESTLING!”

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Daniels: “Again, both get to their feet, quicker this time, the rush of adrenaline and the need to defeat the other driving them forward. They get to their feet and Ruth scoops Ally up onto her shoulders, approaching the glass table…Allyson escapes, dropping behind Ruth, booting her in the gut as she turns and looking for a powerbomb!! Ruth reverses as she’s lifted up, rolling Thorn up with a sunset flip!!”

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Masters: “ANOTHER NEAR FALL!! THIS IS MADNESS!!”

Back to their feet, Ally quickly hooks Ruth up and DRILLS her face-first into the middle turnbuckle with a reverse STO!!

Daniels: “That might have been it, William, Ruth isn’t moving, just staying there slumped in the corner!! Allyson repositioning that table and now…hoisting Ruth up onto the top turnbuckle, Ruth still not moving…Thorn pretty much dead-lifting her up there!! Ally climbing up as well, thinking Frankensteiner!?”

Masters: “I can’t watch this, Daniels! Tell me when it’s over!”

Allyson Thorn glances back once to make sure of the table placement and then leaps up, hooking Ruth with her legs to throw her with a top rope hurricanrana…But Ruth blocks it!! The fans go NUTS as Ruth holds Ally in place, upside-down for a long moment, then dead-lifts her back up with a scream of determination…and then LEAPS FORWARD.

Masters: “AAAAAAAAAH!!!!”

Daniels: “DEAR LORD, NO!!!”

*CRAAAAAAAAAASH!!!*

Glass shatters and flies everywhere as Ruth POWERBOMBS Allyson through the glass from the top rope, both women absolutely motionless, piled in the glass shards, their bodies adorned with a dozen cuts or more.

Daniels: “Ruth has landed partially atop Allyson!! The ref is counting!!”

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*DING-DING-DING!*

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, the UNDISPUTED Queen of Combat Champion…RUTHLESS AGGRESSION!!”

“Centuries” plays again as EMTs hit the ring to tend to both Ruthless and Ally. After a minute or so they are mostly coherent, being helped to their feet. Ruth is handed the title belt and she looks as though even she can barely believe it’s over. Allyson shoves the EMT away from her and gets right up in Ruth’s face, causing the arena to collectively hold their breath...and then extends a hand. After only a momentary hesitation, Ruth shakes it and the two hug as the crowd gives them a standing ovation.

Daniels: “A mutual show of respect from two of the best and most storied wrestlers to ever grace CZW with their presence. This ovation is well-deserved.”

Masters: “It isn’t often we agree, Jarred, but on this matter, I could not concur more! Hats off to these ladies, they’re both Queens of Combat as far as I’m concerned.”

Allyson finishes congratulating Ruth and leaves her to celebrate her victory in the ring. Ruthless Aggression proudly holds aloft the prize that the women of CZW have fought, bled and warred over in days gone by; the Queen of Combat title.

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CZW World Heavyweight Championship
4-Way Ladder Match
Krimzon Blaze vs Brian Blaze vs Jackson Justice vs Freddie Styles



Evil Intentions comes back from the last commercial break of the evening. The arena is filled with noise in antiscipation for the main event. Around the ring area and along the stage sits several ladders. Jessica Towers is standing inside the ring as she holds the microphone up to her lips.

Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is our MAIN EVENT of the evening and it is for the CZW World Heavyweight Championship.

The fans scream in excitement as they get ready for the main event to begin.

Suddenly, 'LET ME ENTERTAIN YOU' begins to play around the arena. The fans roar in excitement for their beloved fan favourite. Brian waits until the chorus kicks in and then runs out onto the stage as the fans get louder, jumping off their seats to try and catch sight of the superstar. Brian air guitars to his theme song on the stage, his hips frantically moving around in sync with the music.

Masters: Who the bloody hell does he think he is, Shakira? Robbie Williams?

Daniels: I don't know but he could be the next CZW World heavyweight champion.

Masters: Please don't remind me Jarred, I've been losing sleep for days with that horrid thought.

Daniels: I don't think the fans would agree with you, William. The atmosphere in here is tremendous, our very own rock star at the KeyArena.

Masters: I wouldn't want these buffoons to agree with me.

Daniels: Come on William, show me your moves.

Masters: I'll show you my finishing move soon if you don't shut up!

Brian walks with confidence down the ramp avoiding the ladders littered around, slapping the hands of his adoring fans, kissing the hands of the good looking female fans.

Daniels: Just for everyone who didn't catch Assault, Styles who had the advantage of choosing the match stipulation, chose this match to be a Ladders match. The man who reaches up and grabs the belt will be the NEW CZW World Heavyweight champion.

Masters: Only, they can't actually grab the REAL CZW World title, can they?

Daniels: That's right, as it was revealed not too long ago, that someone managed to break into the CZW headquarters and steal the belt. We are using a new title for this match. Anyone who knows the whereabouts of the original CZW World title please get in touch with us straight away.

Masters: Damn thieves everywhere. It's happened to me before, I've had my belt stolen, my pants dropped right down to my ankles. I was in the bloody supermarket at the time.

Daniels: Is that when you got into trouble for indecent exposure.

Masters: That's right, I tried to tell the cops someone stole my belt and my pants fell down, not my bloody fault at all.

Daniels: Yes, I'm sure that happened.

Masters: Shut up Jarred, what you do know about losing your pants, the last time you took off those pair of pants your wearing now was 1985.

Daniels: Fair point. One man who does know about losing his pants, Brian Blaze. Look how these fans love this man.

Masters: I know how he must feel, women try to rip my pants off with their teeth daily!

Daniels: Yes. ahem. Anyway.

Brian stops in his tracks as reaches the ringside, looking up the tallest ladder. He begins to climb the ladder as he stands at the top, showing off to all the fans at ringside, winking to the females in the crowd. His music slowly fades as he climbs down the ladder and rolls into the ring next to Jessica, slapping her backside as she jumps in shock, though with a slight smirk on her face.

Suddenly, 'Raised by the Tide' begins to play as the fans once again jump to their feet as they cheer for the superstar. Jackson Justice walks out onto the ramp, looking around the packed arena, taking the whole occasion in. He points to Blaze inside the ring as he nods his head to him, then lifts his finger up now pointing at the title hanging above the ring.

Daniels: That's right Jackson, it's all about that Title belt, the chance to be crowned New CZW World heavyweight champion.

Masters: Quite a first couple of months he has had in this Company, he could top it all off tonight with the biggest win of his career. Or he could crash and burn at the very last hurdle.

Daniels: So poetically put, William.

Masters: Someone had to.

Daniels: And of course, this man we now know is the cousin to CZW's very own KC Kash.

Masters: Maybe Kash could of given his cousin some of his rolls of money to buy himself some proper clothes.

Daniels: They live very different lifestyles, but it is true, they are cousins.

Jackson walks down the ramp as the fans lean over and clap him on the back, Jackson not taking his eyes off Brian and the hanging belt inside the ring, however still managing to slap the hands of the fans who lean over. Jackson climbs up onto the apron and slips into the ring through the ropes, Brian making gestures across the ring, Jessica now standing against the corner so Brian can't get behind her again. Jackson climbs the turnbuckle as he sits on the top opposite to Brian.

Daniels: Two contenders out, two to go.

Masters: Well done, you can count.

The arena falls into a sea of darkness, he fans already cheering heavily as they know who is entering the arena next. 'Taking you down' begins to play as again the crowd pop into a frenzy of cheers. Krimzon Blaze runs out onto the stage as he poses to the fans, the whole arena creating noise for the Aerial specialist.

Daniels: I just want to take this time to say, before this match begins, from myself and everyone here in CZW, our thoughts and prayers go out to Krimzon and the Blaze family after suffering their tragic loss this past week. And we all, including the fans here, fully appreciate him being out here tonight.

Masters: Ahem to that.

Daniels: And I tell you, William, I'm looking forward to seeing this man compete in a ladders match, especially as it's for the biggest prize in this business. Will this be the day KB finally realises his dreams of becoming the CZW World Heavyweight Champion. He's held all the other titles.

Masters: That's right, and who knows what this man is capable of. The lengths he is willing to go to achieve his dream.

Daniels: So many legendary X Division matches. Now this is for the top prize. And by the looks of him, The Aerial Specialist is here to impress tonight.

Masters: Well I have to say, that's his first mistake, it's not about impressing these fans with exciting and innovative maneuvers, it's about doing what you need to do, to win that belt.

Daniels: This man puts his heart and body on the line everytime he steps foot in that ring, how can you say it's a mistake to do what he loves for these fans.

Masters: Blah blah blah, I mean look at him, giving his glasses to the resident poor kid in the front row, what a suck up.

Krimzon is in the ring now after giving his shades to a young male fan in the front row. He is staring at his opponents who are in turn glaring back. Jessica still standing in the same corner with her back to the turnbuckle. The music fades as the fans continue to chant for Blaze.

Masters: These morons are chanting for Blaze, but which one?!

Daniels: I don't suppose it matters, William. They are both fan favourites and legends within this business.

Masters: Then you have Jackson the dark horse within this match and then this man coming out right now, my pick to take the big one home tonight.

Daniels: It could be anyone of these four competitors.

Masters: Thank you Jarred, for again, pointing out the obvious. Wow, you should place a bet on that.

The fans deliver a mixed reaction this time as 'Believe in Me' begins to play throughout the arena and Freddie Styles struts onto the stage. He stands still as he looks around the fans, looking unfazed even though the occasion is huge. He begins bouncing from one foot to another, his eyes now peeled on the men inside the ring.

Daniels: Look at the confidence in this young man, William.

Masters: He has every reason to be confident, Jarred. His mentor is a true legend of CZW, not like the two jumping beans you referred to as legends earlier.

Daniels: Ronnie McNeil, of course the mentor of this young man, who could win the very title that evaded Ronnie throughout his career.

Styles swaggers confidently down the aisle passing by the ladders, then eventually, reaching the last ladder and walking underneath it, a slight smirk on his face.

Daniels: Bad luck.

Masters: This man doesn't believe in luck, Jarred. He believes in talent and hard work. Something you wouldn't know anything about.

Daniels: Really? Because I think working alongside you is the hardest job out there.

Masters: For once I agree with you, Jarred. It must be nigh on impossible to be able to keep to my level of charisma, charm and sophistication. Don't worry, Jarred. I don't mind carrying you.

Styles walks up the steps as the fans continue to deliver a mixed reaction, fans still chanting for Blaze as Styles just shrugs it off. Freddie climbs through the ropes as he walks past the three competitors, towards the other side as he mounts the middle rope and raises one arm in the air, then signals to the crowd and his opponents he will be the champion, thrusting his hand from side to side across his waist.

Daniels: There we have it, all four men are now in the same ring. We are almost ready to get this Main event up and running.

Masters: Thank God. I've got a date at 12 o'clock, with my future ex wife.

The fans settle down as Jessica stands in the center of the ring, the four competitors in a corner each. Jessica holds up the microphone to her mouth as she announces the men who are battling for this CZW World title.

Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for the CZW World Heavyweight Championship. The winner of this match will be the first man to grab the CZW World Heavyweight Title belt. Introducing first, from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, he is Mr. Entertainment himself...BRIAN BLAZE!!!

Brian holds his hands up in the air as the fans go crazy, frantically chanting and cheering him.

Towers: Introducing next, from Rockport, Texas...JACKSON JUSTICE!!!

Jackson holds his arms up in the air, then signals to all three opponents he will be wearing the gold at the end of the match. The fans jump to their feet and cheer, the atmosphere tremendous.

Towers: Introducing next, hailing from Detroit, Michigan, the Aerial Specialist...KRIMZON BLAZE!!!

Krimzon points to the title hanging above the ring as the fans begin to chant for Blaze, Freddie begins mouthing off signalling he will be the champion. Blaze and Jackson get involved in the argument as Jessica quickly announces the fourth and final competitor, before the fight kicks off.

Towers: Introducing last, from Atlanta, Georgia...FREDDIE STYLES!!!

The fans give another mixed reaction, parts of the fans cheering massively, others booing furiously. Styles doesn't acknowledge the fans at all as all four men are still shouting words at each other. Jessica exits the ring as the referee talks to all four men, telling them the rules and making sure everyone is ready.

Daniels: Here it is, ladies and gentleman, the main event of Evil Intentions, who will be the first CZW World Heavyweight champion of the new Era?

**DING DING**

The match begins as all four men begin to circle each other around the ring, looking for the first moment to strike. The fans make a ruccus of sound as the main event kicks off. Jackson is first to strike, getting stuck in to Brian with right fists, sending the Sleazy one back into the corner, trying to shake off the early flurry of Jackson. Meanwhile, Freddie and Krimzon start the match differently, locking up, Freddie with the clear power advantage as he walks Krimzon back into the corner, the referee walking between them to seperate the pair. Freddie cheap shots Krimzon as the fans begin to boo, clearly showing where their loyalty lie.

Daniels: Cheap shot there by the cocky Styles.

Masters: Like I said, my pick to win that belt here tonight. I love seeing Krimzon getting the taste slapped out of his mouth.

Daniels: Meanwhile on the other side, Brian got several tastes knocked out of his mouth.

Masters: Yes, I hate to think what tastes Brian has in his mouth, Jarred.

Daniels: Ew...

Brian smirks as he wipes off the blows by Jackson, now trying to get into the head of the Texan, winking at him. Jackson doesn't act at all pleased as he goes in for another right hand, but Brian ducks and connects with a European uppercut and another, then a third. Jackson is looking dizzy as he goes for a right hand, swinging but missing completely as Brian ducks again, then jumps into the air...

Daniels: Standing Enziguiri and what an impact!!

Masters: And I thought Jackson was a Texan redneck, but he just got out fought then by that sleazy bastard.

Daniels: The fans on their feet, but hang on, so is Jackson, straight back up.

Jackson jumps back up to his feet as Brian hasn't even noticed, posing to the fans on the front row. Jackson runs in...

Daniels: Clothesline and Brian goes flying over the top rope and crashes straight into the barricade!

Masters: I think the fans have their wish on the front row there, ladies keep your hands to yourselves please.

Daniels: He's a popular guy, William.

Jackson smirks back at Brian who is composing himself, down on one knee at the barricade.

Masters: No lady, he's not proposing to you.

Daniels: I think she has fainted, someone get a doctor out here.

Meanwhile, Krimzon and Freddie are still grappling in the middle of the ring, Freddie continues to get the upper hand on Krimzon with his mat wrestling ability, Krimzon getting cheered on by the fans as Freddie currently has him locked up in a front facelock. Krimzon gains some momentum, as Freddie begins to loose the grip on the hold, Krimzon with a fist to the gut and another, the hold is broken as Krimzon flies off and bouncing back off the ropes...CRASH!!

Daniels: My goodness, what impact. Freddie seems to have Krimzon scouted.

Masters: Freddie with a huge belly to back overhead suplex, Krimzon ran straight into that one.

Freddie leans on the middle rope as he raises his arm up to the fans, again getting a mixed reacion, Krimzon rolling out of the ring. Freddie turns round as Jackson is now staring into the eyes of Styles. The fans cheer as the two men lock up, Freddie switching round as he manuevers himself round the back of Jackson, his hands around the Texan's waist. Jackson smashes Freddie straight in the jaw with a hard elbow as the fans cheer. Jackson now getting the upper hand as he throws right fists at Freddie, knocking him back into the ropes. Freddie can't recover as Jackson irish whips him across the ring with force, Freddie comes bouncing back...

Daniels: SIDEWALK SLAM!!

Masters: Freddie might have all the technical ability in the World, but when you go toe to toe with a Texan, 9 times out of 10 your going to be lying on your back.

Daniels: Isn't Freddie your pick to win, still?

Masters: No, it's always been Jackson.

Daniels: Wah

Jackson gets the fans hyped up as he celebrates the big move. However, his celebrations don't last long as Brian is back in the ring as he flies in with a flying forearm, Jackson stumbles backwards as Brian irish whips the bigger man. Jackson reverses though, sending Brian back towards the ropes, ducks a right hand from Jackson, coming back gaining momentum now as he bounces off the ropes again...

Daniels: FREDDIE OUT OF NO WHERE!

Masters: Great awareness from Styles, knowing that Brian didn't even see him coming.

Daniels: What a great T-Bone suplex that was, timed to perfection.

Masters: Mmm, T-bone, I can't wait for my steak tonight.

Daniels: Ah yes, your big date. You need to let me know how it goes.

Masters: I'll let your wife tell ya.

Daniels: Wait, what?!

The fans boo as their favourite just got thrown across the ring from Freddie who came out of no where. Jackson and Freddie stare down one another again, until...

Daniels: THE AERIAL SPECIALIST!!

Masters: Oh lord, he's off. Once he starts doing his jumping attacks I get dizzy.

Daniels: Krimzon springboard attack on Freddie, knocking him down with a perfectly time move of his own, a springboard Hurricarana.

That attacks leaves Krimzon and Jackson squaring off against each other. Blaze hits Jackson with a sharp kick to the right knee, then another to the left knee, Jackson loses his footing as he goes down to one knee. Jackson starts to get back up but Krimzon bounces back off the ropes and hits Jackson with a spinning heel kick. The fans are on their feet as the two men collide. Jackson quickly gets back to his feet as Krimzon keeps the pressure on, with sharp kicks to the legs once more, Jackson pushes Krimzon off but he comes straight back with a standing dropkick. Jackson doesn't go down but stumbles backwards, as Krimzon grabs hold of him and goes for a Russian leg sweep...

Daniels: REVERSED...JACKSON HITS A RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP OF HIS OWN!

Masters: Take that you jumping bean.

Both men lie motionless in the center of the ring as they try to recover. Freddie and Blaze are back up on there feet, as Blaze hits Freddie with a drop toe hold, his head happening to land right on the groin of Jackson Justice.

Masters: Oh blimey, there ain't no justice in the world for Jackson.

Daniels: I think Blaze enjoyed that manoeuvre.

Masters: He would the sick freak. Anything that connects a man's head to another man's groin is going to excite that sexual predator.

The fans enjoyed the move too as Jackson rolls out of the ring holding his groin. Freddie makes it back to his feet as Brian grabs Freddie from behind...

Daniels: Back suplex...NO REVERSED!

Freddie moonsaults over and lands on his feet as Brian turns round CRASH!

Masters: Beautiful, Double Arm DDT. Like poetry in motion.

Daniels: And I think Brian is hurt, Jackson on the outside still not recovered from the earlier attack. Freddie has the upper hand here left on his own in the middle of the ring. And I think he might be signalling for the ladder.

Masters: The ladders not yet been used in this match, but I think that's about to change here.

The fans cheer as Freddie climbs to the outside and grabs a medium sized ladder. However before he can place it in the ring, Krimzon is also on the outside and making a dart towards Freddie.

Masters: Look out Freddie, there's flying satsuma coming towards you!!

Daniels: LOOK OUT!!

Krimzon gets the arena up on their feet as he bounces up onto the ring apron and launches himself off towards Freddie Styles, hitting a flying dropkick, his feet crashing into the ladder as Freddie crashes backwards, the ladder being driven into his sternum, his spine crashing against the guardrail. The arena fills out with Krimzon Blaze chants, as the high flyer stands back to his feet and grabs the ladder, placing it inside the ring.

Daniels: He might be looking to go for the win here. The CZW World title hangs aloft. The fans are on their feet. Krimson Blaze could be the next World champion.

Masters: I'm cancelling my date, I'm getting depressed.

Krimzon begins to set up the ladder, placing it right underneath the belt. However, it doesn't go to plan as Jackson slides back into the ring and throws Krimzon head first into the steel ladder, knocking the ladder to the ground, Krimzon following.

Masters: Did I ever mention I'm quite fond of this newcomer.

Daniels: And Krimzon not so fond of that ladder then, his head went crashing off the metal, I think he might be busted open here.

Masters: Haha perfect. Krimzon Blaze is going to be renamed Crimson Mess. Go on Jackson, make him bleed.

Daniels: You scare me sometimes, William.

Krimzon feels his head as blood trickles down his face, the impact from the ladder creating a gash in his forehead. Jackson keeps on the attack, stomping the body of Blaze into the mat. Jackson picks Blaze up as he stun guns his head straight into the turnbuckle, Blaze now falling backwards as Jackson catches him...

Daniels: My God. Devastating neckbreaker. KRIMZON FALLING ONTO THE LADDER!! He could of broken Krimzon's spine with that impact.

Masters: *whispers* We can only hope.

Krimzon lies motionless in the center of the ring as Jackson slowly makes his way back to his feet, however is met with a snap DDT by Styles who is now back in the ring, holding his ribs from the previous attack on him. Brian is now back in the ring too as he hits Freddie with an uppercut, then another. Freddie stumbles into the corner as Brian climbs to the middle rope, hitting Freddie with right after right.

ONE...TWO...THREE...FOUR...

Daniels: This arena is electifying, William.

Masters: I'm just shocked these fans can actually count. Remarkeable.

SEVEN...EIGHT...Freddie blocks the ninth punch, as he maneuvers himself underneath Brian who is left stuck on the second rope...

Daniels: SPINEBUSTER...ONTO THE LADDER!!! MY GOD THAT ECHOED AROUND THE ARENA!!!

Masters: YES! I love it, two Blaze's down and out.

Daniels: I wouldn't count them out just yet, William. However, Brian is definitely feeling that one, rolling to the outside and he looks to be in serious pain.

Freddie looks to take full advantage of the situtation as he begins to set the ladder up in the center of the ring. He manages to position it nicely as for the first time in the match, one of the competitors begin to climb up the ladder to retrieve the CZW Title.

Daniels: Could this be it? Could he achieve everything his Uncle wanted so badly?

Masters: I had my money on this man from the very start.

Daniels: But you said earlier it was Jackso-

Masters: I said Styles was my pick to win, Jarred. You need your ears cleaning. *whispers* jackass.

Daniels: What?!

Masters: You see.

A chorus of cheers and boos echo around the KeyArena as Freddie makes his way up the ladder. However, Jackson begins to rise, getting back to his feet and pulling Freddie off from the ladder...CRASH!!

Masters: This guy is unreal. Jackson pulls his feet from underneath him and as he was falling from the ladder, he hits a scissors kick right on the top of the Texan's cranium.

Daniels: Very impressive. This young man might be just moments away from achieving his dream.

Freddie makes his way back to his feet at the base of the ladder, however Brian is back into the ring now as he kicks Freddie back down to one knee. Brian jiggles his hips around as Freddie looks on in pure confusion, then kicks Freddie in the gut. Then again in the head.

Daniels: I think I know what's coming here, Brian's famous combination strikes with those deadly feet of his.

Masters: Duck Freddie, Duck.

CRASH!!! MONEY SHOT!!!

Freddie gets smashed in the jaw with Brian's superkick as his head bounces off the boot of Blaze and smashes into the steel of the ladder, dropping down to the floor as does the ladder. Brian celebrates the big move with his adoring fans who cheer on, as Brian looks across at the ladder, with some form of plan in mind.

Daniels: What could possibly be going through the mind of Brian here?!

Masters: I would hazard a guess at perhaps, some sort of dwarf fetish porn?

Daniels: I was thinking more, he's looking to utilise the ladder.

The fans cheer as Brian grabs hold of the ladder with both hands and keeps it in his clutches. Freddie is currently down near the ropes, Jackson is down near the opposite side, Krimzon is making his way back to his feet on the outside. Brian eventually seems to have a plan, as he leans the ladder up against the ropes nearest to Krimzon on the outside. The fans look on in awe of the most entertaining superstar in CZW...BRIAN BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES...AND RUNS UP THE LADDER...FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE...

Daniels: BRIAN BLAZE WITH A FLYING DONKEY PUNCH TO KRIMZON ON THE OUTSIDE!!!!!!

Masters: My goodness me, I never thought I would hear those words, Jarred. What has this World come to?!

Daniels: I DON'T KNOW BUT THESE FANS ARE ON THEIR FEET IN APPRECIATION!!

HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT!!

Brian gets up and jumps into the front row of the fans as the whole arena is electrifying. Krimzon lies motionless on the floor as the ladder bounces back into the center of the ring. Both Freddie and Jackson look on then back at each other, as they both get to their feet at the same time. Jackson with a right fist, then another. Jackson finishes the attack off with a headbutt as Freddie falls backwards bouncing off the ropes and straight into the clutches of Jackson...

Daniels: SCOOP SLAM...NO...REVERSED!

Freddie reverses the scoop slam as he slips behind Jackson who is caught with a GERMAN SUPLEX.

Masters: I love this attack, look what Styles is doing here, rolling through with the german suplex keeping the grip on.

Daniels: SECOND GERMAN SUPLEX...And I think Freddie is looking for a third.

Jackson is dazed now as Freddie lifts him up for a third and...

Daniels: MY GOD HE HAS JUST DROPPED HIM HEAD FIRST ONTO THE LADDER.

Masters: Say goodnight, Jackson.

Daniels: Speaking of ladders, Brian has got one of his own here.

Blaze tries to place a second ladder into the ring as Freddie his him scouted...BASEBALL SLIDE INTO THE LADDER. The fans boo as their favourite gets knocked down. Freddie now outside the ring as he pick up the ladder and starts to slam it into the body of Brian.

Masters: Haha I'm not sure Brian will be able to wiggle those hips of his much after this match is over with.

Daniels: Freddie relentless here with these ladder attacks, assaulting Mr. Entertainment.

Freddie finally stops the assault as he slides a second ladder into the ring. Freddie goes back to Brian as he lifts him up to his feet and throws him head first into the ring apron, then places him back into the ring. Freddie keeps hold of the head of Brian as he chops at his chest, then rolls back into the ring himself. The fans boo Styles as he struts around, with a smirk on his face. Styles lifts Brian back to his feet as he hits him in the gut with a knee, then lifts him up...

Daniels: GUTWRENCH SUPLEX...NO...BRIAN LANDS ON HIS FEET...

Masters: ANOTHER ENZIGUIRI!! MY GOODNESS I THINK HE JUST KNOCKED FREDDIE'S TEETH OUT!

Daniels: Both men down here, the other two competitors down on the outside, who is going to walk out of this match with the CZW World heavyweight championship.

Masters: I'd be shocked if any of these can even walk away after this match. They are killing each other here tonight.

Daniels: And the fans here in Washington love every second of it.

Masters: The sick twisted freaks!

Daniels: Just a moment ago you were yelling at Jackson to make Krimzon bleed.

Blaze makes his way to his feet first, as he begins positioning the ladder underneath the hanging belt. The fans roar Brian on as he starts to make his way up the ladder, edging closer and closer.

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Daniels: I think he's going to make it, William.

Masters: Come on Freddie, get up before our new CZW World Heavyweight champion is a sex pest!

Freddie makes it to his feet as he begins to climb the other side, however looking to late at Brian has his fingertips on the belt.

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Freddie is up at the top of the ladder also as he smashes Brian in the jaw with a right hand, another, a third, Brian falls down a ledge. Freddie now reaches up the title.

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Masters: Nearly there, Freddie.

Styles has his fingertips on the belt as Brian lays a right hand on Freddie, cracking him square in the jaw. Both men start pummelling each other with rights and lefts, nothing between them. Freddie gets the upperhand as he tries to prize Brian off the ladder, however Brian pokes Freddie in the eye.

Masters: That's a damn right blatant cheat. Ring the bell. Disqualify this wretched creature.

Daniels: It's a no DQ match William, Brian just doing anything he can to remain on that ladder.

Masters: And what's worse, these demonic fans are cheering it. Freddie could be blind after that.

Brian now with the clear upper hand, however instead of reaching for the title, he grabs Freddie...

Daniels: CELINE DION DRIVER OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER...ONTO THE SECOND LADDER!!!

Masters: HOLY SHI-

Daniels: Your echoing the words of these fans, William.

HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLT SHIT!

Daniels: Both men are down, Freddie could be out of this one, he might need medical attention. Brian isn't moving either.

Masters: That damn imbecile, he had the match won, he could of just grabbed the belt and climbed down the ladder, match over. But no, now he has taken both himself and Freddie out of this match.

Daniels: I guess that's just what Mr. Entertainment does.

The fans are still going wild after that last attack. Both Brian and Freddie haven't moved since the attack, as the attention turns to both Krimzon and Jackson on the outside. Jackson is up as he pulls Krimzon up to his feet, picking him up into a spinebuster position and running him back first into the turnpost.

Daniels: Both of these men must sense victory being so close now.

Masters: And I think Jackson might have just took the initiative here to win this one.

Krimzon is down holding his back as Jackson finds a third ladder. He places it into the ring and rolls in himself. The other two ladders were knocked down from the previous attack, as was Brian and Freddie. Jackson now sets up the third ladder under the belt and begins to climb.

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Daniels: Krimzon is back in the ring!!

Masters: He's a bloody mess yet he's still fighting, what does it take to keep this jumping bean down? A bloody atomic bomb?!

Daniels: These men are laying everything on the line for the most coveted prize in this organisation, William. And I'm just glad we get to witness it.

Masters: It is an extraordinary contest. Shame I'm sitting next to you though.

Krimzon skips up the ladder meeting Jackson three quarters of the way up. Blaze pulls Jackson's head towards the ladder as it crashes into the metal. Jackson is tough though, still staying up there. Krimzon goes for it a second time, but Justice is too strong as he blocks, shrugging Krimzon off him and climbing up one more step. Jackson reaches for the belt
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Krimzon with a right hand, another, a third, a fourth. Justice with a right hand back.

Daniels: Wait, what in the World is this?! Brian is back up and he is setting up a ladder right next to the one with Jackson and Krimzon on.

Masters: Who knows that he has in mind, I don't think he even knows.

Daniels: Whatever it is, it can't be about reaching for the title, his ladder isn't even under the belt.

Brian climbs up gradually as the fans cheer in antiscipation. Jackson looks round as Blaze hits a standing roundhouse kick to him, keeping him from reaching for the title.

Masters: What the hell is Brian doing here? The moron.

Daniels: I can't believe it, he seems to be climbing onto the shoulders of Jackson, I guess that gives him more leverage to reach for the title.

Masters: Jackson doesn't know a damn thing about it because he's out cold after that roundhouse kick. He's stuck up that ladder like a big sack of potatoes.

The fans are on their feet as Brian is actually on the shoulders of Jackson, now reaching for the belt.
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Brian with his fingertips on the gold.
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Daniels: Krimzon is back into the fight, now delivering blows to Brian.

Masters: Wait I think Jackson is back into the fight also, delivering blows to Krimzon, whilst Blaze is on his shoulders.

Daniels: My God, what is Krimzon doing here?

Masters: I'm watching Jackson, I think he has evil plans for Blaze on top of him, maneuvring into position.

Daniels: NO WAIT...LOOK AT KRIMZON...MY GOD...

Masters: THE LUNATIC!!!!!!!

Daniels: KIP UP HURRICARANA ON BLAZE AND JACKSON GOES WITH HIM!!!!!!

Masters: BOTH JACKSON AND BRIAN HAVE JUST BEEN PLANTED THROUGH THE RING!!!!!!

HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT....

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Daniels: I can't believe what I just saw, William. Krimzon jumped up and connected with a hurricarana on Brian, however as Brian's legs were firmly attached around the shoulders of Jackson, he crashed down also and I think Jackson got the worst of that too!

Masters: Literally crashing down to the floor, he must of fell all of fifteen feet.

THIS IS AWESOME...THIS IS AWESOME...THIS IS AWESOME...

Daniels: Now we have a situation where all four men are down and I'm not sure any of them will be able to stand after this.

Masters: Call the match off. None of these lunatics deserve that title, they should all be bloody sectioned.

The fans are still making a chorus of noise, chants flying throughout the sellout arena. All four men still down, no signs of any movement in either one. The referee begins to check on them, to see if the match can continue. He signals to the timekeeper that the match will carry on. Brian is first to make a movement, as he rolls over to his front. Freddie also starts to move as he crawls towards the ropes. All three ladders are scattered around the ring also. Brian starts to make signs of getting to his feet as he powers himself up to his knees.

Daniels: Somehow, someway, Brian and Freddie still have some fight left and it looks like they are both getting back to their feet.

Masters: They must be cyborgs, Jarred. How can they withstand this much punishment.

Daniels: Brian is first to his feet, followed closely by Freddie, which man will reach the golden gates at the top of the stairway.

Brian lays a right hand on Freddie, as he stumbles back, the fans cheering. Freddie fights back with a right of his own. The fans booing. Brian with another right, Freddie with another right, both men going back and forth. Brian kicks Freddie in the leg, then again, Freddie drops down to one knee. Brian runs off and bounces from the ropes as Freddie gets up...Clothesline. Brian is knocked down as Freddie lifts him up, then into a suplex, stalling as the fans boo Styles, holding up their beloved Babyface in the suplex position, but Brian reverses as he falls down behind Freddie...

Daniels: COUNTERS...AND...THIS IS WHAT I DID TO YOUR MOTHER LAST NIGHT!!

Masters: My Mother's dead you insensitive clod!

Daniels: NO, it's Brian's finisher...WAIT...NO...FREDDIE COUNTERS AND SLIPS BEHIND BRIAN...THIS IS AMAZING...

Masters: Styles with... TIGER SUPLEX!

Brian's head crashes off the mat as Freddie gets a major upperhand.

Daniels: What is Freddie doing, he is setting up the ladder, but not under the title, he is ledging it in the corner on the first rope.

Masters: I think I know what's he's thinking, great minds think alike.

Daniels: What's he doing?!

Freddie drags the lifeless body of Brian Blaze over towards the perched ladder on the first rope in the corner. Freddie positions Brian as he drapes him over the ladder, his head and throat draped over the metallic implement.

Daniels: My God, don't do this, Styles. This could kill him.

Masters: DO IT...DO IT!

The fans breathe in a gasp of nervousness as Freddie runs off bouncing off the ropes, then comes back to the lifeless body of Brian...

Daniels: NO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD...ATL STOMP ON THE LADDER...WAIT...

Masters: AHH...

Daniels: BRIAN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY...THANK GOD...HE WAS ABOUT TO BE CURB STOMPED THROUGH THE LADDER...

Masters: Brian is up...

WHO'S THE BOSS...The fans scream out the words along with Brian as he goes for...

THE TONY DANZA!!!!!
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And CONNECTS!!!!!

Daniels: Freddie is out of it, what a connection with that superkick by Brian Blaze.

Masters: Damn him, damn him to hell. Although I have a feeling that sick pervert would like the feeling of hell.

The fans cheer Brian on as he grabs the ladder and begins to position it underneath the title. However, Jackson and Krimzon somehow are beginning to stir. Brian notices this and instead of climbing for the title, he kicks Jackson out of the ring. Krimzon on the other side is up though as he kicks Brian in the leg, again and another, powerful kicks by the Aerial Specialist. Krimzon now irish whips Brian across the ring as he grabs him...MICHINOKU DRIVER!!

Daniels: The tide as turned here, Blaze vs. Blaze...

Masters: And Blaze has the upperhand.

Daniels: Uh.

Krimzon now begins to climb the ladder as no one is around to stop him. The fans chant for Krimzon, now just moments away from reaching the title.
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Daniels: Krimzon is going to do it, he is going to become the CZW World heavyweight champion.

Masters: I'm cancelling my date tonight, I need a swift bottle of bourbon after this.

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Daniels: Wait, Jackson rolls back into the ring...Krimzon sees him...

HOLY SHOT OFF THE LADDER!!!!!

Masters: You can't say that, blaspheem.

Daniels: Holy shot, not holy sh-

Masters: Yes I know, I know.

Daniels: The fans are going wild, this match continues and I'm not sure what else could happen here.

Masters: Someone could win that bloody title so I can go home.

The fans are on their feet as is Krimzon as he holds his hands up in the air saluting the fans, bloody pouring down his face and dripping onto his chest.

LET'S GO KRIMZON...LET'S GO KRIMZON...

Krimzon begins to climb back up the ladder, again with an opportunity to grab the World title whilst all the other superstars are down. Krimzon though climbs to the top of the ladder and perches on the top, his eyes on all three men below him.

Masters: Grab the bloody title then, get it over with.

Daniels: I think he has something else in mind, William. He can see all three opponents beginning to stir, I think he wants to end this contest in style.

Masters: He's a bloody lunatic. He needs psychological help.

Daniels: GOOD GOD...FIRES OVER DEL RAY OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!

Masters: Who did he hit?! Who did he hit?!

Daniels: JACKSON JUSTICE JUST GOT CRUSHED. HE IS HOLDING HIS RIBS...OH MY I THINK HE IS COUGHING UP BLOOD!!!

KRIMZON BLAZE...KRIMZON BLAZE...KRIMZON BLAZE...

Masters: Well done you bloody idiot, you have just taken yourself out of the match, you could of just grabbed that title but instead you wanted your name chanted by all these fans.

Daniels: I wouldn't say he's out of it, William.

Krimzon is rolling around holding his sternum, as Jackson has rolled out of the ring looking like he's in a critical way, coughing up blood by ringside. Meanwhile, it's Freddie Styles who looks to be first to his feet, pulling himself up on the ropes. Brian looks to be right behind him though now up on one knee. Freddie begins to climb the ladder as Brian gets to his feet. Brian staggers towards Freddie looking like a drunk man. He stands underneath Freddie as he grabs Styles' testicles from behind and pulls on them.

Masters: What the bloody hell is this pervert doing? Since when has pulling on a man's private parts been a part of wrestling.

Daniels: I guess Brian is open to doing just about anything to get his hands around that title.

Masters: It's despicable, Freddie is in agony and my eyes are watering.

Brian begins to climb the ladder as the fans cheer him on despite is underhanded tactics. Brian reaches the top of the ladder as Freddie and Krimzon are still down. Brian reaches high...
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Masters: You're joking, he is about to win after putting his greasy hands all over Freddie Styles. This match should be stopped dammit.

Daniels: As I've said, this is a no holds barred contest. And Brian has his fingertips on the gold.
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Brian Blaze has his hand on the title...

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Daniels: Krimzon is up...Krimzon is up...

Masters: YANK HIS CHAIN!

Daniels: Dirty man.

Krimzon literally leaps up two thirds of the way up the ladder, as Brian is distracted. Krimzon smashes Brian's head into the ladder, then again. Brian stumbles as Krimzon climbs up perching on the same step as Brian.

Daniels: One of these men are going to do it...

Masters: Not necessarily...

Freddie climbs back to his feet as he begins pushing on the ladder. The fans make a huge roaring sound full of boos and cheers as Styles pushes with all his might, toppling the ladder over, both Blaze's fall from the top...

Daniels: THERE'S GOING TO BE A BLAZE SANDWICH!!

Masters: WHAT IMPACT...BRIAN CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE...

Daniels: Yes but Krimzon, my God...he has landed on the top rope and kept his balance, this man is an acrobatic genius...

Masters: Wow, I've not seen anything like that before...

Freddie celebrates as he thinks he's took both Blaze's out of the contest, turns round as Krimzon catapults himself off the top rope and springboard attacks Freddie...

Daniels: FREDDIE COUNTERS WITH TROUBLE IN PARADISE...MID AIR COLLISION!!!!

Masters: Haha, Krimzon might be an acrobatic genius, but Styles is a Wrestling genius! Now climb that ladder my son and claim your rightful spot at the top of the mountain.

Daniels: I think he is going for it, William. Freddie is climbing the ladder...

Masters: Haha he doesn't need to hit Ballgame, him grabbing the title will be Ballgame!

Freddie climbs one step at a time, the fans in a frenzy of cheers and boos. Freddie is clearly hurt, his every movement is in almost slow motion, agony on his face just to climb the ladder. He finally makes it to the top, as Krimzon is showing absolutely no sign of movement. Freddie reaches for the gold...
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Daniels: He's going to do it! He's going to be the champion.

Masters: Fingertips on the gold.
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Krimzon is still out cold...
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But Jackson somehow is back up to his knees, however still on the outside...
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Daniels: Jackson can't make it into the ring, his ribs are shattered, he just can't muster up enough strength to do anything about this...
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Freddie Styles has one hand on the title...
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Daniels: Brian Blaze is up...Brian Blaze is up...rolling into the ring but is it too late?!
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Masters: Jackson Justice is back in the ring too, but I'm not sure he's even able to stand.

Daniels: Either way, Freddie Styles has got both hands around the title!
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Daniels: BRIAN LUNGES AT FREDDIE BUT IS IT TOO LATE...DOES HE HAVE THE BELT DETATCHED?!

Masters: I don't know I can't see any better than you can you bloody cretin.

Daniels: NO...FREDDIE DIDN'T REACH IT...THIS MATCH CONTINUES...

The fans are confused but once they realise the match is carrying on they cheer and chant for Brian. Jackson limps over to Brian who also makes his way back up to his feet.

Daniels: Jackson hits Brian with a headbutt, then another and another, another, another, Jackson has lost it.

Masters: How many beers has this mad man had?!

Brian is out of it as Jackson picks him up...

Daniels: WILD RIDE...WILD RIDE...

Masters: No...Brian reverses, managing to jump off the shoulders of Justice, landing on the ladder.

Daniels: What atheticism.

Masters: Speaking of athleticism, Jackson isn't done with Brian just yet...

Daniels: SUPERMAN PUNCH...CRACKING BRIAN STRAIGHT IN THE JAW!!

Masters: And he ain't pretty no more.

The fans react with a chorus of boos, obviously backing Brian after a hellacious contest, Jackson doesn't let it bother him though. He swipes Brian off the ladder as he begins to climb...
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Jackson now with fingertips on the belt...

Daniels: We said he was the dark horse to win and it looks like this horse might just win it by a nose.
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Krimzon Blaze is now back in the ring and grabs hold of the right foot of Jackson, who shrugs him off. Krimzon falls backwards as Freddie gets back up...

Daniels: BALLGAME TO KRIMZON!!!!!!!

Masters: But this allows Jackson to reach once more for the title, by God I think he has it...
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Jackson now with both hands on the belt and yanks...
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Daniels: NO...FREDDIE SOMEHOW PULLS JACKSON OFF...

Jackson growls as he lands to his feet, falling awkwardly on his left ankle.

Daniels: WAIT...THAT'S BRIAN BLAZE BACK IN THE RING...GOES FOR A SECOND TONY DANZA!!

Masters: FREDDIE DUCKS...AND BLAZE HITS JACKSON SQUARE IN THE JAW, KNOCKING HIM OUT OF THE RING!!!

Daniels: Blaze watch out...FREDDIE GRABS HIM...BALLGAME ON BLAZE!!

Masters: Freddie has hit Ballgame on both the jumping bean Blaze's and I feel like I've had all my birthdays at once.

Daniels: You look like you've had all your birthdays at once too.

Masters: Bah. Eyes on the match you fool. Look, Freddie is making his way up the ladder, surely this time no one can stop him...
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Freddie Styles has both hands around the title as he pulls, with all three opponents still down and out.
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**DING DING**


'Believe in Me' begins to play throughout the arena, as the fans jump to their feet mainly cheering un respect to the four competitors whom made this such a spectacle. Freddie drops to the floor, his legs giving way, as he kneels on the floor, the new CZW World heavyweight title in his grasps, his head pressed against it as all his pain and emotions are coming through.

Towers: And here is your winner, and NEW CZW World Heavyweight Champion...FREDDDDDIIIEEEEE STYLES!!!!!!!!!

The fans jump to their feet once more as Freddie musters up enough strength to pose on the ropes, leaving over to show the fans what he's earnt, holding the new title aloft above his head.

Daniels: There we have it, our new CZW World heavyweight champion, Freddie Styles has got the big one.

Masters: My pick all along might I add.

Daniels: And what a valiant effort these other three men made, putting their bodies and livelihoods on the line for these fans.

Masters: Bah, for these fans. Get real Jarred, it was solely for themselves. And I respect that. They put up one hell of a fight but at the end of the day, when the dust settles, we have crowned ourselves a NEW CZW World Heavyweight champion, and that man stands right in front of us. Too bad it's a new title he's holding and not outr original.

Damage enters the ring and shake's Freddie's hand. He hold up the new champion's arm. The celebration is cut short though when St Anger hits, inturupting the moment. Mike King makes his way out onto the ramp with a black sack in hand.

MK:Derek, Derek, Derek. You think it's that easy? Just make a new title and hand it over? You have failed this promotion time and time again and you've done it again tonight by trying to pass off a fake champioship as the real thing, making all these men fight over nothing. You think you own us but you don't. You think you own me but you are a false prophet. You profit off of us until we outlive our useful life. Matt Stylez, Ace King, Mike Monroe, Jacob Havok, Mack Beaudin, Shawn Waters, Brian Kirkland and myself are ran into the ground until we are broken. Even men I don't respect like Alan Fiscus and Ryan Shane. In a matter of months, Krimzon Blaze and Brian Blaze will be there and in a few years we'll see Freddie Stylez and Jackson Justice there too. You don't care about the fraternity of the boys in the back. When I injured myself to the point that I have to sit on the sidelines because of the amount that you pushed me since 2008, you didn't care. Concussions, knee injuries, shatter ankles, they all add up, especially the medical bills. Remember that millions I had in 2010? All gone due to medical procedures to keep me walking. I'd use a cane to walk right now but my hands are full.

MK looks down at the sack in hand

MK:You don't deserve to know where the real title is because you can't be trusted to honor it this but I'm going to do it anyway because those men down there with you deserve it.

King opens the sack and removes the true CZW World Heavyweight Championship title.

Masters:He's got the bloody belt! Of all the people...
MK:You see, I was the last CZW champion. Sure it was called Combat Pro then but it was the same thing. I had a different belt but asked for this one. I never got it because you took the money and ran leaving us in the dust. Now that you've brought CZW back a little birdy told me that I actually have all the rights to this. I never was beaten for any version of it.

Derek stands in the ring with Styles, both watching King. Styles looks confused but Derek just looks infuriated.

MK: The thing is though, I can't really defend this because like I said earlier, you ran me into the ground and crippled me. I'm told though-

DD:TOLD BY WHO?! WHO TELLS YOU ANNYTHING!? I'M IN CHARGE HERE!

MK:Apparently not. I had my legal team look over the papers that came with this title and it all looks legit. Now as to what I was saying, I'm told that I'm perfectly within my rights to chose someone to hold this in my stead. I could come down there and hand it to Styles but I can't in good conscience hand it to someone who stands by Derek Damage.

Styles looks at Damage then back at King.

MK:Instead I chose to do this. Robbie, come on out here.

After a moment Robbie King walks out beside his brother, looking royally confused.

MK:Robbie, I know this is coming out of nowhere really fast but I want you to know why I'm doing it like this. Since you signed on here to follow in my footsteps all I've wanted you to do is man up and grow up. I wanted to motivate you to take this seriously. I've made progress there but not enough so I choose to do this to give you the biggest motivator possible.

Mike slowly lays the title over the shoulder of his younger brother, who is still astounded.

MK:This is yours now. I won it but now it's up to you to keep it

Damage starts cackling

DD:That's sweet and all but what exactly makes you think I'm going to go along with this? Even if it is legal for you to give the CZW World Heavyweight Championship to him that doesn't mean we have to continue reconizing that title. I could send that thing to the Hall of Fame and recognize Freddie as the CZW World Championship, a completely different title.

The fans boo at the idea of this.

MK:See, that's what I meant when I said you couldn't be trusted to honor the title. You try to find cheap ways to make things go your way instead or doing it fairly. As to why you won't just create a new title? Well the answer is in that ring with you.

Mike points and Derek turns to see both Blazes and Justice back in the ring, all beaten to hell but standing and listening.

MK:You see, those men in the ring with you don't want a new title, they want this one. This is what they fought for all those weeks leading up to tonight.

DD:It doesn't much matter what these three want, they didn't win. Styles here is fine with the title he has!

Styles walks over to DD and gingerly takes the mic.

Styles:You may be the boss but you don't speak for me.

Damages eyes begin to bug out of his head.

Styles:See it's like this, the title I have on my shoulder right now looks real nice and I fought like hell for it tonight...but it's not the title that I came here for. I'm going to keep this one because I earned it, it's mine but I want that one too.

The crowd goes nuts.

Styles:King, get you little brother ready because I'm getting ready to come at him hard to get what I want.

Freddie drops the mic and the show ends with the King brothers and Freddie Styles exchanging glares while the CZW theme song plays.


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Edited by -BK-, Dec 23 2015, 01:57 AM.
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