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XWF And FightNYC Presents: The Denzel Porter Invitational Night Two
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02-26-2022, 09:00 AM

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NIGHT 2
SATURDAY FEBRUARY 26TH





LIVE FROM ALLEGIANT STADIUM IN LAS VEGAS, NEVADA




Night Two Opening Segment



Denzel Porter stands in the center of the ring as the Pyro and fireworks go off in the arena, and the fans cheer with excitement. Porter smiles as he looks around the sold-out arena for Night Two. the70,000 fans in the stadium start to settle down as Denzel Porter lifts the microphone up to his lips.


Denzel Porter: Night One was Epic!


The Fans Chant IT WAS AWESOME repeatedly as the hard cam switches to the commentary table.


Johnny Hitmaker: Night one is in the books, and LOOK who’s back for night two! That’s right, it’s The Man With Two Brains himself, and, and-


He looks at Lewis and grimaces.


Johnny Hitmaker: YOU.


LCP: Hell yeah I’m back! I don’t think I slept. I’m hungover and this place is rocking!


The fans settle back down as the hard cam switches back to Denzel Porter in the ring.


Denzel Porter: I'm thrilled you all enjoyed last night. It was definitely a memorable event, and tonight we make more moments in history as we bring you more exciting action here tonight. The card is stacked with talent that will have you blowing the ruff off at the end. So get ready for THE Denzel Porter INVITATIONAL NIGHT TWO!!!


Denzel Porter steps through the ropes and walks down the steel steps, and takes his seat next to LC and Johnny Hitmaker. Johnny Hitmaker gets to his feet to be the first to shake Denzel Porter’s hand.


Johnny Hitmaker: GREAT to see you again, Mr. P, GREAT to see you again! VERY excited for this next night, VERY excited, if I do say so myself.


LC: Can we bring the volume down a notch or get me some aspirin?


Denzel Porter: Yes, gentlemen, I'm excited for tonight as well and can't wait for the first match of the night between the two half brothers, Dean Harper and Wraith. To the fans watching at home and who might not know, these two siblings have been rivals since Wraith started wrestling this year, and just recently, Wraith broke Deans Harper's record of being the youngest wrestler ever to win a World Title in IWF.


Johnny Hitmaker: Babies having babies.


LC: You see Johnny Hitmaker when a man and a woman…. Wait, I explained that on Twitter to you already.


Denzel Porter: I agree this one will be a very competitive match to start off what is guaranteed to be an epic night for Pro Wrestling. Now let's take it to the ring, where the announcer is ready to do the introduction for the match.


The hard cam switches to the inside ring, where the announcer stands, ready to introduce.


Match One


The lights throughout the arena go out row, by row by row, until the arena is shrouded in absolute darkness. The lights come on and Wraith is standing in the center of the ring — in unison, the crowd let out a heavy gasp. He tilts his head back and forth, eyeing the crowd, while waiting for the match to begin.


Denzel Porter: The son of Tara Fenix and the youngest World Champion in IWF history and breaking the record of his opponent here tonight Dean Harper.


LCP: Tara has a kid!??!? Who knew?


Johnny Hitmaker: How the fuck OLD is Ms. Fenix?! Conversely, how the fuck YOUNG is Mr. Harper?!





Lights flash randomly through the arena, and soon flashes of some of the most savage moments of Dean's career flash in flickering effect on the 'tron. Finally, a single white spotlight shines down in the center of the stage, where Dean is crouching as he shifts side to side along with the music, hoodie and leather jacket open to show a bare chest underneath. He smiles up at the camera, eyes alight with a savage mania before he leaps to his feet, the motion bringing a massive flash as every light in the arena flares. He holds that position for a few moments, fist raised in the air before sprinting down to ringside. He leaps up onto the Apron, vaulting over the top rope and flipping into a roll that carries him to the opposite side of the ring, where he catches himself in the ropes and lounges amongst them almost casually, bobbing his head along with the music.


I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son
They're one in the same
I must isolate you



Isolate and save you from yourselfWith the help of the ropes, he shrugs off the hoodie and jacket before sliding back into the ring, tossing the removed clothing into the crowd. He takes a slow turn, arms wide as he takes in the reaction from the crowd, before cracking his neck and settling into his corner.


Denzel Porter: Dean Harper looks like he came ready for a fight here tonight, the competitive bad family blood between these two is showing.


LCP: If all these matches have these long entrances I’m going to take a break.


Johnny Hitmaker: Why don’t you tell the kids how long YOUR entrance is!



At the sound of the bell, the two brothers bolt toward each other; Dean goes for a quick clothesline that Wraith is able to easily duck under, and bounce off the ropes...upon his return, Dean turns to face Wraith and leaps for a dropkick! Wraith is able to hook the top rope with both of his arms to stop his momentum. As Dean sits up, Wraith dashes forward to go for a running kick! Dean is able to roll backward with his leg in tow, beginning to transition it into a single leg crab...Wraith continues to roll through to fight and prevent Dean from getting the hold in; he sits up, and is able to get a grip on one of Dean’s arms to pull him down and roll him into an inside cradle!


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Dean shifts his weight so that Wraith’s shoulders are down!


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Wraith is able to kick out of it!


Denzel Porter: What a Kick-out by WRAITH!


LCP: Almost had him there…


Johnny Hitmaker: I’m just impressed a wraith has allowed a mortal being to touch them.


The brothers get back up to their feet, and Wraith is quicker on the draw with a knife edge chop that rings throughout the arena and gets a reaction out of the crowd. Dean fires back with an overhand chop of his own. Dean and Wraith continue exchanging chops with each other until Dean is able to gain the upper hand and gets various chops in rapid succession. Wraith is backed into the corner as his chest is reddening from the damage that he is taking.


Denzel Porter: You can hear those chops echo throughout this building, Harper is beating Wraiths chest in


LCP: you usually have to pay extra for that.


Johnny Hitmaker: This has been one chop-heavy event!


Just as Dean is firing in for another chop, Wraith is able to catch him with a back elbow; Dean is staggered by the shot but still leaning into Wraith, and Wraith takes the opportunity to turn things around. Wraith is firing in with alternating chops against Dean before driving a knee into Dean’s stomach then goes to take him over with a monkey flip--


Denzel Porter: Wraith turning the tide.


Johnny Hitmaker: Are there even beaches in Las Vegas?!


Dean is sailed over, and is able to keep the momentum going as he lands on his feet but stumbles forward anyway and is in the opposite corner...Wraith stands up within seconds after thinking that he had successfully hit a monkey flip, only to see his brother in the corner; he charges in and Dean is able to leap up far enough to roll Wraith up with a sunset flip!


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Wraith is able to break his shoulders free and rolls backward; he is the first to his feet and before Dean can react, he has already hit him with a front dropkick. Wraith quickly takes Dean’s arm and is looking to get a cross armbar in! Dean Harper is resisting giving up full control over his arm...Dean is able to scramble before Wraith can get it locked in, and hooks his free arm around the bottom rope. The referee is immediately calling for the rope break...Wraith is hesitant in letting go, but ultimately does, which leads to Dean pulling himself toward the apron of the ring and eventually outside to regroup.


Wraith is arguing with the referee insisting that Dean get back into the ring sooner rather than later, and the referee is trying to talk him down whilst simultaneously counting: ONE!


Dean is ignoring the referee’s beginning of the ten count that could bring this match to an end.


TWO!


Still inside of the ring, Wraith is pacing back and forth with his eyes locked on Dean as the two are mouthing off at each other but Dean is still waving him off.


THREE!


Wraith is already fed up with waiting and bounces off the ropes to gain some momentum -- FOUR! -- and charges toward the ropes again in an attempt to dive between the top and middle ropes for a suicide dive!


Denzel Porter: Going High Risk will see if it pays off.


Just as Wraith’s body is in flight, Dean is able to step to the side and connects with a standing enzuigiri that hits its mark! The kick stopped all of Wraith’s momentum, and he landed hard just off of the apron.


LCP: I know I’m not great…. But that doesn’t look good.


Johnny Hitmaker: You’re right… you’re NOT great!


The referee has restarted the count. ONE! Dean is quicker to his feet this time and forces Wraith back to a standing position before clubbing him with a forearm across the back; he then holds Wraith’s head in place and drives a knee to his skull -- TWO! -- and then finally charges him forward and sends him on a collision course with the steel steps! THREE! Wraith hits the steps hard, knocking them loose from the corner and tumbling over them...but he rolls through and is trying to get back to his feet, still dazed from the enzuigiri. Wraith is standing but holding the barricade to maintain his balance while Dean is closing the gap between them. Dean sprints forward and comes in hard and drives a knee to Wraith’s midsection that hits its mark again. FOUR! Dean then sets Wraith up and lifts him up for a suplex, but rather than taking him forward, hangs him out over the barricade. FIVE!


Denzel Porter:They better get back in the ring or they run the risk of a double count out.


LCP: Would that really be the worst outcome?


Johnny Hitmaker: We don’t want any duds at this special event; you’re already enough of one to begin with!!


Wraith is kneeling down on the crowd side, but Dean doesn’t let his head go; he pulls him up and is still mouthing off. SIX! Wraith takes Dean by the head and drives his head down into the barricade almost as a desperation. SEVEN! Dean staggers backward after and still manages to hear the count. EIGHT! He rolls under the bottom rope and onto his stomach, getting himself back to his feet. Meanwhile, Wraith climbs over the barricade. NINE! Wraith sprints toward the ring just as the referee is about to call ten and makes it JUST IN TIME!


Denzel Porter: They almost blew it.


LCP: Dang it…. I was hoping for a snack break!


Johnny Hitmaker: It’s already a snack break for Mr. Harper, as he dines on Wraith!


Before Wraith is able to get back to his feet, Dean Harper is already delivering stomps to his head and back; this only delays Wraith from eventually sitting up and Dean answers by starting to shoot kicks aimed for his chest. Dean fires a spinning roundhouse kick at him! But Wraith ducks! As Dean gives up his back, Wraith lunges forward and rolls Dean up into a schoolboy cover:


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Dean rolls out of it! Wraith is the first to his feet this time and measures Dean up for a roundhouse kick of his own; Dean ducks under it, and springs back to his feet to charge toward Wraith; he runs him against the ropes before pulling him back into a German Suplex! Dean keeps the bridge to attempt a cover of his own.



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Wraith is able to kick out! Wraith rolls backward but is lying on the mat; Dean is back to his feet and rushes to the ropes and holds one of them while gesturing for Wraith to get to his feet...when Wraith gets to his knees, Dean charges forward for a shining wizard! And hits his mark!


Denzel Porter: Bullseye


Johnny Hitmaker: Shades of the LEGENDARY Great Muta!


Dean immediately recovers to his feet, and leans down over Wraith to pull him back to a vertical position. Dean scoops Wraith up and walks him over toward the rope before dropping him across with the snake eyes maneuver, and then charges to the ropes to come back with a running bicycle knee! Wraith staggers back from the connection, but manages to stay on his feet. Dean forces him to stand up and fires with a knife edge chop. He repeats the knife edge chops several times before backing Wraith into a corner, and then starts using shoulder thrusts for Wraith’s stomach. After four of them, Wraith has all of his wind knocked out of him and Dean snags his arm to Irish whip him to the opposite corner…


When Wraith crashes into it, Dean is already following in with a running dropkick that hits Wraith square in the chest! Dean is back to his feet and hits the ropes to connect with a second running dropkick; this time Wraith goes down to a seated position, and Dean is already back to his feet...he hits the other ropes this time and comes back with a third running dropkick, this time dropping to hit him a third time square in the chest. Wraith looks like he’s about to topple over, but Dean holds him in place while beginning to rain in with a series of closed fist punches against his younger brother.


After a dozen punches, Dean presses his foot against Wraith’s neck and is choking him with his boot against the corner! The referee is beginning to count and threatening Dean with a disqualification if he doesn’t let go. One! Two! Three! Four! Dean Harper pulls his boot back just in time to avoid the disqualification. He mouths off with the referee for a moment, then returns his boot to Wraith’s neck! One! Two! Three! Four! Dean is still arguing with the referee who is still threatening to disqualify him if he does it again. Dean is almost daring the referee to do it.


Denzel Porter: Dean better respect the referees authority before he gets disqualified.


LCP: Orrrrrrrr he doesn’t and we call this match early? Sound good? Sounds good to me.


Johnny Hitmaker: Why do you want dear Mr. Porter’s hard work to be all for naught?!


During the distraction, Wraith begins to use the ropes to pull himself back to a vertical position. Dean turns back toward him and is met with a stiff kick to his abdomen! Dean clutches his stomach, and Wraith drives a second kick in; he charges forward and takes Dean’s arm in the process, spinning around to seemingly go for an Irish-whip, but Wraith pulls him back and brings Dean up onto his shoulders! He parades around the ring momentarily seeming to call for LIGHTS OUT gaining support from the crowd to hit the maneuver.


Denzel Porter: The Fans are asking for it.


Dean begins to throw some elbows back that connect with the side of Wraith’s head several times; after three, Dean is able to push himself off from the shoulders and is behind Wraith. He quickly lifts him up for a back suplex and is able to use the momentum to flip him the rest of the way to connect with PRODUCT OF WAR!


Dean goes for the cover, hooking the far leg:


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Wraith gets his shoulder up! Wraith immediately sits up, as Dean circles behind him before dropping in with a knee to his back; Dean reaches forward and begins to use a reverse chinlock against Wraith as the referee is asking if he would like to tap out…the current IWF World Champion refuses. Dean stands back up and connects with another knee strike to his back before returning with the reverse chinlock. Wraith is wriggling himself to get free, but to no avail; the referee is persistent in asking him if he would like to tap out, but he continues to refuse. Dean stands up a third time to go for another knee strike; this time, Wraith is able to avoid it and roll backward connecting with a shin kick against Dean’s head!


Denzel Porter:Nice counter by Wraith.


LCP: Okay…. That was pretty nice. Let’s see if he can put the finishing touches on this one.


Johnny Hitmaker: Now I don’t know if any of you guys have ever tried striking ANYTHING with your shins, but… that shit HURTS! This Wraith is a top-tier NUT!



Dean returns to a standing position, staggered by the kick to his skull, and tumbles into the ropes; he catches himself on them and hooks both of his arms over the top rope. Wraith kips up to his feet and turns to face Dean. Before Dean can untangle his arms from the ropes, Wraith delivers a knife edge chop that rings throughout the arena and earns a huge crowd reaction. Dean hunches over, but Wraith straightens him out before driving in a second chop, and a third, before he’s finally going in rapid succession.


Wraith finally takes Dean’s arm and goes to send him toward the opposite end with an Irish-whip, but Dean reverses near the middle, but Wraith counters the counter and takes Dean over with a Japanese Arm Drag! Wraith keeps a hold on Dean’s arm and looks to go straight into a cross armbar but Dean is already moving and trying to get up to his feet before Wraith can even drop for it. Wraith, still with Dean’s arm, begins to deliver a few stomps aimed for Dean’s shoulder.


Dean finally tugs his arm down, forcing Wraith to keel over; Dean sits up and rolls Wraith into an inside cradle.


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Wraith rolls out of it! Dean rolls over onto his stomach and is getting to his feet; Wraith was quicker to his feet this time and goes straight over to him; he gets one of Dean’s arms and starts to go for another armbar! Dean is holding his arm to prevent himself from losing control over his arm, but Wraith is continuing to tear at it; Wraith uses a couple of knee strikes to wear Dean down, until he finally does start to lose his arm control...Dean rolls backward, causing Wraith to fall on his back; Wraith looks to maintain his control by transitioning into a cross armbar, but Dean keeps the momentum going and has Wraith rolled up into a schoolboy.


The referee does not even get to start counting when Wraith already gets his shoulders from the mat; Wraith transitions and is looking to get the GOGOPLATA locked in! Dean is doing everything he can to fight his way out of the hold knowing that this is the same hold that Wraith had used to conquer Ulf Hednir and become the IWF World Champion.


Wraith is still trying to get him into position but Dean then dives forward and connects with a stiff punch square to Wraith’s jaw!


Dean winds up and comes in with a second haymaker that connects against Wraith’s jaw. Dean is able to get himself free from the encounter, and shakes his own head while the crowd seemed to be looking for blood, and looking to see Dean get locked into the hold in the center of the ring with no choice but to tap out.


Dean steps to Wraith’s side and stomps him once in the chest, and then a second time in the shoulder; the second stomp causes Wraith to sit up and clutch his shoulder. Dean grabs him by the head to drag him the rest of the way to his feet, and just then, Wraith drops down to land a sitout jawbreaker! Dean is staggered as Wraith gets right back up to his feet; when Wraith does get to his feet, he immediately jumps up to look for a front headlock position…Dean is able to get his arms under him to prevent the DDT, but this doesn’t stop Wraith from committing to a guillotine choke! Dean struggles as the hold is starting to apply and is trying to close as much distance to the ropes as he can before eventually tumbling over with Wraith still holding him in the choke hold. The crowd is roaring alive as Wraith applies more and more pressure; it looks like Dean is about to tap out, but he straightens his legs to relieve some of the pressure…Wraith still has it in…


Denzel Porter: Wraith applying pressure like an Anaconda.


Johnny Hitmaker: His anaconda don’t want none unless Dean gets stunned, hun!


Wraith is calling for Dean to tap out and the referee is checking but Dean refuses; Wraith has him in a grapevine to prevent him from being able to move so Dean is shoving Wraith against the mat to slide closer to the ropes…and closer…and closer…Dean stretches his arm out after traveling a fair distance with the dead weight, but manages to do it! ROPE BREAK! Wraith releases the hold without incident while Dean is holding the ropes and pulling himself toward them. Wraith has moved and gotten back to his feet; he tries to stop Dean from escaping, but Dean makes it under the bottom rope and onto the apron before Wraith has his arm and is forcing him back to a standing position.


The two are clinched over the top rope, but Dean delivers a knee between the top and middle ropes that connects with Wraith’s midsection; Dean then drives an elbow to his jaw causing Wraith to stagger back. Dean pulls back on the ropes to get some momentum as he springs to the top, and just as Wraith turns around, Dean takes him down with a springboard clothesline!


Dean immediately goes for the cover:


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Wraith kicks out! Wraith immediately sits up, and just as he does, Dean Harper looks to return the favor; he goes for a guillotine choke! Dean tries to drag Wraith backward so that he can get the grapevine in, but Wraith trips up one of his legs and circles to the weak side to alleviate a lot of the pressure…Wraith is able to stretch one of his legs out to force the rope break, but Dean Harper is not as quick to release the hold. He finally does at the count of four to prevent a disqualification and has to spring back to his feet quicker. Wraith is the first to his feet, but Dean is right behind him.


Dean fires the first strike!


Wraith catches it and takes him down with an arm drag and immediately transitions to go for ABSOLUTION (Figure-four Armlock)! Dean is able to hook his arms to prevent Wraith from being able to get the hold locked in. Dean, being aware of his surroundings, is able to roll backward, creating an awkward angle for himself while Wraith still has his arm, but able to score the rope break.


Denzel Porter: Great awareness from the young IWF Champion.


LCP: You don’t get titles by being lucky…. I would know.


Johnny Hitmaker: Correction: you don’t RETAIN titles by being lucky! …Or maybe you do! I dunno, who cares?


Wraith releases and is getting up to his feet; Dean uses the ropes to pull himself up but takes an immediate charge forward…Wraith is able to step to the side and shove Dean forward with extra momentum; Dean springs to the second rope and comes back in a moonsault fashion going right over Wraith but catching him to drop him in an inverted headlock before ultimately dropping down with the reverse DDT! UP IS DOWN!


Dean rolls Wraith into a cover:



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Wraith kicks out!


Denzel Porter: That was a close one!


Wraith is able to roll onto his stomach as Dean slithers back; the moment that Wraith is to his hands and knees, Dean lunges forward and gets him into a front headlock; Dean proceeds to drive hard knee strikes against Wraith’s skull and shoulders– Wraith covers his head the best he can, but the knees from Dean strike hard and without any restraint. Despite the knee strikes, Wraith does manage to get to his feet albeit still in a front headlock from Dean who is now continuously firing in with knee strikes to his midsection.


Dean takes Wraith over with a headlock takedown, but Wraith brings a leg up to get it over Dean’s neck; Dean rolls backward and out of the situation as he gets back to his feet…before Wraith can get up, Dean comes down with a front dropkick aimed for Wraith’s skull; Wraith is able to move, but not avoid it completely; the dropkick connects with his shoulder.


Dean returns to his feet while his younger brother is slower this time; he stretches out his own arm from the damage that Wraith had done to it earlier to work out some of the kinks, and just as Wraith does stand up, Dean connects with an uppercut that sends Wraith staggering into the ropes. Dean follows in and sets Wraith up for a belly-to-belly suplex, quickly spinning as he does knowing exactly where he intends to throw him; Dean completes the move and Wraith’s back hits the turnbuckle!


Denzel Porter: That will give you a concussion.


LCP: And those aren’t jokes. Isn’t that right Mr CTE Hitmaker?


Johnny Hitmaker: Wouldn’t know, Pinky, wouldn’t know!


Wraith uses the ropes to get himself back to a kneeling position, with one arm clutching his back after hitting the turnbuckle the way he did. Dean is already closing the gap and connects with a straight right hook that lands on his jaw; Wraith stumbles backward and falls into a seated position against the turnbuckle again whilst Dean continues in and continues with the right strikes against him. Wraith tries to block but the shots are repeated, and the right one gets through that makes Wraith appear knocked out while seated. Dean rushes back against the far ropes to gain some momentum before coming in with a dropkick that connects!


Dean rolls through and to the outside of the ring while the referee is ordering him to get back into the ring; Dean grabs Wraith and forces him to lay over the apron of the ring before driving an elbow against him with one arm and the other holds him in place– Dean pulls himself up to the apron by the middle rope, and then climbs even higher…up onto the turnbuckle.


Dean measures Wraith who is hanging slightly over the ring apron, but seems to be coming to; Dean leaps from the top rope, bringing his knees to his chest before hitting a double foot stop, landing on Wraith’s chest! Dean plops on the outside of the ring, and the connection from Dean to Wraith sends Wraith toppling off of the apron and to the outside of the ring.


Dean is holding his tailbone while getting to his feet, but moves as quickly as he can to be able to pull Wraith back up. The referee has already started counting the two out: ONE! Dean has grabbed Wraith by the hair, but Wraith throws a few weak strikes against Dean. They hit their mark, but with little to no power behind them as he is just trying to get a moment to regain his wind. TWO! Dean hits Wraith with another elbow to the back of his head to maintain his control. He then takes Wraith’s arm, and sends him into the steel post… THREE! Wraith is leaning against the post just to stay standing when Dean charges in and grabs a handful of Wraith’s hair again before slamming his head into the post; Dean doesn’t let go, and continues to drive little brother’s head into the post several more times.


FOUR!


FIVE!


SIX!


At the count of six is when Dean finally does stop, and Wraith’s face is a bloody mess.


Wraith falls down to a single knee and is holding the apron to keep himself from collapsing the rest of the way. Dean is shaking his head indicating that this is far from over; he slides into the ring just far enough to be considered inside before rolling back out and starting the count over.


Dean begins to deliver a few kicks to Wraith while he’s still down on one knee, and Wraith moves his hand to try to block the brunt of the impact; Dean is still relentless before snatching Wraith by the hair and forcing him back to a standing position then slams his head against the apron, then whips his head back up and takes him down with a neckbreaker! The referee has gotten back to the count of four to this point. Dean steps over Wraith, and leaps up to come down with a knee drop across Wraith’s chest with as much force as he can. FIVE! Dean moves his knee up using it to choke Wraith. The referee leans out from the ring and is beginning to threaten to disqualify Dean Harper, giving a faster count now in an indication to be ready to disqualify him; Dean releases the choke just in time to prevent it and begins mouthing off at the referee again.


Denzel Porter: Dean still not showing the referee any respect in this match.


LCP: It takes respect to earn respect.


Johnny Hitmaker: You don’t have to respect the ref, but you oughta at least pretend!


The count out resumes: SIX! Dean stands back up and slides back into the ring, and slithers back out just to force the count to start over.


Wraith is still down and coughing uncontrollably while trying to get the oxygen flow back throughout his body. Before he can even sit up, Dean delivers another stomp aimed directly at the open wound on his forehead (ONE!); Dean even keeps his boot there and grinds his heel against the opening causing Wraith to wince while simultaneously just trying to shove Dean’s boot from his head. TWO!


Denzel Porter: Talk about keeping your foot on someone’s neck.


LCP: Hope he gave him his safe word before the bell.


Johnny Hitmaker: Why does everything have to be sexual with you? Not getting enough at home?


Dean just has a smirk on his face and then leans down to pull Wraith back to a standing position (THREE!); he takes Wraith by the arm and pulls him with as much force with an Irish-whip to send him toward the barricade...REVERSAL! FOUR! Wraith is able to counter and sends Dean into the barricade and Dean arches his back from the impact. FIVE! The crowd cheers to try to bring some life back into Wraith, and he uses that energy to charge forward; Dean counters for a back body toss… SIX!


But in midair, Wraith is able to balance himself out and lands on the barricade; he is a little off-balance after the landing as Dean takes a couple steps out, assuming that his younger brother had crashed back into the crowd. SEVEN! Dean turns around just in time for Wraith to leap backward and catch him with WHISPER IN THE WIND!


The adrenaline is pumping throughout Wraith’s body as he hurries to his knees and toward the ring. EIGHT! Wraith uses the apron to pull himself up and slides under the bottom rope-- NINE! Wraith slides back out to force the count out timer to start back over; the crowd has a different response than when Dean has done it and are rather cheering for him on the decision not to let the match end via count out.


Wraith stumbles forward, snarling while he closes the distance to Dean who is holding his head. ONE! Wraith leans over Dean to start to pull him up, and Dean reaches his hand up to go for an eye poke...Wraith telegraphs it! TWO! He grabs Dean by the arm and shakes his head at him before dropping down with a leg drop across Dean’s arm and shoulder. THREE! Wraith is looking to transition into the ABSOLUTION but Dean is trying to resist it knowing the damage it could do to his arm, but still knowing that this match can only end inside of the ring…
Dean is unable to resist this time around as Wraith is able to get the hold locked in! Despite the match being unable to end outside of the ring, Dean Harper is still refusing to tap out even while Wraith is shouting for him to tap; he doesn’t care whether the match ends or not, he simply wants Dean to tap out.


FOUR!


FIVE!


SIX!


SEVEN!


Wraith releases the hold; he has a puzzled look on his face indicating that he may have tunnel visioned and almost cost the match to end in a count out, but springs to his feet. EIGHT! Wraith rushes for the ring...NINE! Wraith is just far enough to be considered inside, and right as the referee is about to count for the ten, Wraith is back out to restart the count! Neither brother wants the match to end that way.


Dean is clinging to his arm when Wraith closes the distance back in toward him; he reaches down and straightens out Dean’s arm before stepping on his hand to make it difficult for him to close up for defense… ONE! Wraith then stomps on Dean’s shoulder! TWO! He takes a step forward and Dean retracts his arm, still clinging to it and grimacing while trying to get to his knees without using his arms. THREE! Wraith is in front of Dean and gets him into a front headlock and pulls him back to a standing position; Dean wraps his arms around Wraith’s waist and takes him over with a releasing Northern Lights Suplex that sends Wraith crashing into the ring apron! FOUR!


Wraith crashes back outside of the ring as Dean recovers to his knees… FIVE! Dean stumbles toward the ring and rolls under the bottom rope. He lies down on the mat just looking toward the light while trying to regain his breath. SIX! Wraith is clinging to his back but using the apron to pull himself up. SEVEN! He pulls on the ring skirt, failing to get to his feet. EIGHT! Wraith stands on his own, and before the referee can even count to nine, he is under the bottom rope and back inside the ring.


Denzel Porter: Almost made a mistake right there.


Johnny Hitmaker: Sooooooo close to losing! Sooooo-ho-ho-ho close to losing!


Dean rolls over onto his stomach and throws his arm over Wraith to go for a weak cover.


1!



2!



3–


Wraith is able to get his shoulder up!


Dean moves slightly which allows Wraith to roll onto his stomach to prevent Dean from going for a second cover. Dean uses the ropes to pull himself up and is staggering as he gets to his feet; Wraith is leaning against the middle rope with his head hanging over when Dean takes a step back and launches forward with a swift kick against the middle rope; the rope rebounds back and hits Wraith square across the neck!


Denzel Porter: Right on Target



Johnny Hitmaker: That can legitimately kill a man! …Thankfully this is a wraith and therefore unkillable.


Wraith is clutching his neck now as Dean is trying to shake the cobwebs from himself. He has a sadistic smirk on his face but leans against the ropes to still regain his breath while Wraith is crawling toward the middle of the ring with one hand still on his windpipe.


Wraith tumbles forward, and Dean is starting to close the gap between them… there is a short stumble in his step as he goes forward, and just as he reaches toward Wraith, Wraith rolls onto his back and draws Dean in the rest of the way! Wraith is looking to get the GOGOPLATA locked in and Dean Harper did not see it coming!


Denzel Porter: Got to have your eyes on target Dean.


LCP: Any mistake can and will lead to a loss.


Johnny Hitmaker: Dean is liable to be HARPING during this! Ha ha ha!


The crowd is in a frenzy while Wraith is trying to transition to get the hold locked in, and Dean is doing everything in his power to prevent his younger brother from getting the hold locked in, but Dean has no fight left...Wraith is trying to get it locked in when Dean begins digging his thumb against the open wound causing Wraith to bleed more profusely and causing him to grimace and cry out in pain; the damage was enough to cause Wraith to give up on trying to get the hold locked in as Dean gets back to his feet and stumbles back against the ropes. The glazed look on his face indicates that he knew how close he was to being locked into the Gogoplata in the center of the ring.


Wraith sits up just in time for Dean to move forward and deliver a running kick in frustration for Wraith even attempting the hold; while Wraith is still flat on his back, Dean then stands over him and lands a standing moonsault! Wraith is able to bring his knees up, and Dean barely manages to shift his weight enough to be able to land on his feet; Dean takes a step back as Wraith’s adrenaline urges him to stand up… Dean and Wraith charge toward each other, Wraith going for a cross body; Dean catches him and takes Wraith over with REALITY BREAK! (Standing Moonsault Fallaway Slam.) Upon landing the move, Dean hooks the far leg:


1!



2!



3–


Kick out!


Dean pounds his fist against the mat in frustration, and takes a deep breath before starting to stand back up. Dean takes Wraith by the arm and pulls him to a standing position, but immediately circles to the back of him to go for a back suplex– Dean is looking to complete PRODUCT OF WAR!


During the back suplex section of the move, Wraith is able to keep the momentum going to land back on his feet…the landing gets a cheer from the crowd, and shocks Dean, who turns around and is met with ODE TO APHRODITE! Dean falls backward and Wraith falls over him, rolling him into the cover.


1!



2!



3–


KICK OUT! Dean is able to kick out, and the crowd lets out a reactionary gasp as it does not get much closer than that.


Denzel Porter: Wraith has to be asking himself what else does he have to do to put Harper away.


Johnny Hitmaker: Can they still cast Life Drain?


The crowd is chanting back and forth for both Wraith and Dean Harper, enticing both of them to get back to their feet to continue their war… The referee is glancing back and forth at both of them with both of them winded, and unsure if they are going to be able to continue. He begins to count: ONE! At the start of the count, the crowd gets even louder with their back and forth chanting. TWO! Wraith and Dean are both just lying down; Dean looks like he’s seeing stars after eating that vicious knee strike, and Wraith is still recovering from the Reality Break; he reaches his hand to his head to wipe some of the blood away. Meanwhile, Dean brings his hands to his own head where blood has started to come from a wound opened up by the Ode to Aphrodite. THREE! Wraith is able to sit up, but collapses back down. Dean rolls over onto his stomach. FOUR! Dean is crawling for the ropes, and Wraith sits up a second time but collapses back down. FIVE! Wraith finally does successfully roll over so that he’s on his stomach and starts pushing himself to a standing position. SIX! Dean is inching closer to the ropes… SEVEN! Dean pulls himself up first. EIGHT! And Wraith is back to his feet. With both men now standing, the crowd is in an uproar.


Both of them stagger inside of the ring, but close the distance toward the center of the ring; Dean winds up for a haymaker and goes for the swing! Wraith ducks underneath it…he lifts Dean for a back body drop– Dean flips over him, and catches Wraith with the back suplex and into the bulldog! PRODUCT OF WAR lands this time!


The impact causes Wraith to roll onto his back, and Dean is searching for him; he crawls toward him before finally draping an arm over him:


1!



2!



3–


Wraith throws his shoulder up from the canvas!


Denzel Porter: So close


Dean grunts in frustration and lets out a heavy sigh while tugging at his hair; he seems to be wondering what it is going to take to put Wraith out for good, while Wraith is certainly having the same thoughts when it comes to Dean Harper. Dean is slow to get to his feet and wastes no time in leaning over Wraith, grabbing him by the head; Wraith lunges forward and pulls Dean into an inside cradle!


1!




… Dean squirms throughout the duration of the one-count.


2!




… Dean shifts his weight just enough so that Wraith’s shoulders are down!


1!




… Wraith is taking his turn to squirm.


2!




… Wraith is kicking his feet, and the referee is bringing his hand down for three.


3–


Wraith transitions the cover back in his favor!


1



2!


And Dean transitions it back, but this time is able to get himself free and out of it. Dean is on his knees as Wraith rolls away to get to a safe distance before getting back to his feet; he charges toward Dean, and goes for a clothesline which Dean is able to duck and hooks one of Wraith’s arms to keep him from getting too far away…he pulls him back, and hooks his other arm, before sliding him backward into a backslide cover!


1!



2!




… Wraith kicks his legs out and is able to get his arms free; he rolls backward, and launches forward to catch Dean around the neck going for a guillotine choke! Dean is doing everything in his power to keep himself at a good angle so that there is not as much pressure on his neck but it’s a fight that he’s slowly losing. Wraith is trying to get the grapevine, and Dean musters the strength he can before powering down with a heavy spinebuster!


Denzel Porter: What a hellacious Spinebuster!


Johnny Hitmaker: I think I just saw Wraith puke out their own backbone!


The impact does knock the wind from Wraith, and cause him to release the hold. Dean pushes himself away from Wraith while still on the ground and wearily does get back to his feet; he stomps Wraith a few times for good measure before finally pointing at the turnbuckle…


Denzel Porter: Bad Intentions by Harper here.


He stumbles forward but regains his balance and continues to the turnbuckle; he glances over his shoulder to ensure that Wraith is still down on the mat before stepping out onto the apron and then starts to ascend the turnbuckle. First the first rope, and then the second– he hesitates here and is heaving at this point…a crimson grin is across his face with the pearly whites behind the blood stained lips, and with a nod, he goes up to the third and final turnbuckle.


But he took too long!


Wraith was able to recover and in an act of desperation charges at the turnbuckle; he grabs Dean by the ankles to cause him to lose his balance on the top rope…Dean slips and hits his groin against the turnbuckle with the agony written all over his face.


Denzel Porter: Always protect the balls folks.


LCP: That’s why I always wear a cup!


Johnny Hitmaker: NO ONE wants to touch you down there, quit playin.


Wraith delivers a few straight strikes to Dean’s jaw while he’s hurting too much to be able to defend himself. After four, five, six strikes, Wraith climbs up to the first rope; he proceeds to deliver three more strikes against Dean Harper to keep him from being able to recover. The second rope, and four more strikes! Finally up to the top rope in which the crowd is going nuts for these two; Wraith pulls Dean to a standing position and is looking back, seeming to take him over with a superplex…


Dean defends himself by throwing a few shots to Wraith’s exposed ribs. Dean reaches up and goes for a rake of the eyes, but Wraith is able to avoid it…Wraith drives his head in for a headbutt, which staggers both of them. Dean still fires with a few more shots against his ribcage, causing Wraith to give up on the attempt for the superplex…Wraith still does get his arms around him and is looking for a belly-to-belly suplex! Dean gets his foot caught on the top rope to prevent him from being able to take him over.


Dean begins to use a bell clap against Wraith while he has no way of defending himself in this position. The move wears Wraith down enough that he soon gives up on the belly-to-belly suplex.


The brothers are now swinging wildly, but wearily against each other while trying to retain their own balance on the top turnbuckle. Dean is able to balance with one leg, and drives his knee to Wraith’s sternum…Dean then forces Wraith to lean over before going over for a sunset flip powerbomb! Wraith counters into a hurricanrana, and reaches back to get a hold on both of Dean Harper’s legs and have him rolled up into a cover…


1!



2!



3?!


No! Dean kicks out!


Wraith does get back to his feet and moves forward until he almost catches himself on the ropes to prevent himself from falling over… Dean is holding the back of his head whilst the referee is asking him if he would like to continue with the match; Dean is quite insistent that the match must go on, and the referee then goes over to Wraith to repeat the same question. Both of them are battered, bloodied, hurting, and it’s a wonder how either man has been able to persist throughout what they have put on the line.


Dean uses the ropes to pull himself up but is almost unsure of where he is… Wraith is looking over his shoulder, still holding the ropes to maintain his balance while he is looking for the opening that he needs. Dean stumbles backward and turns to face Wraith, and just as he does, Wraith launches for the GENOCIDE KICK!


Dean telegraphs it!


He is able to duck the kick, and is looking to capitalize with a maneuver of his own while Wraith is off-balance…Wraith is able to counter Dean with an arm drag, and immediately is looking to put Dean into Tara’s T-P-T, The Phoenix Triangle! Dean Harper is fighting to keep himself from getting locked into the arm triangle; while Dean is fighting to keep himself from getting put into the hold, Wraith is taking advantage by connecting with some elbows against the top of Dean’s skull…


Denzel Porter: He’s trying to smash the man's skull in.


LCP: No one is walking out of this match without a bottle of aspirin in their bags, that much is certain.



Johnny Hitmaker: Hopefully they’ve got a legally-prescribed bottle of Vicodin in there too!


Wraith gives up on the elbows and looks again to get the T-P-T locked, but Dean is still not caving. Dean is able to get his feet planted on the ground and is pushing him and Wraith toward the ropes…successfully. When both of them are finally close enough, Dean does reach forward with one arm and grab the middle ropes preventing Wraith from being able to lock the hold in legally!


Denzel Porter: Come on now ref? You can’t allow this.



Johnny Hitmaker: He can’t slight the man for not wanting to die!


The referee is informing Wraith about the rope break, as he has not seemed to notice, but as soon as the referee does tell him he is releasing the hold…Dean stumbles backward and does lose his footing, but slides himself the rest of the way to the ropes and uses them to get back up. Wraith, on the opposite end, uses the ropes to get himself up. They stare across the ring at each other, each one snarling at the other as if to assert themselves as the alpha; they march toward each other and Wraith is the first to go for a GENOCIDE KICK!


Dean is able to duck it this time, and calculates for Wraith to turn around; as soon as he does DANCE THE SPIRAL! The kick hits its mark, and Wraith goes down; Dean goes down beside him and throws his damn near lifeless body on top as the referee counts:


1!



2!



3–


No! No! NO! Wraith gets his shoulder up at the last possible second, and the two brothers have earned the chant from the crowd: “THIS IS AWESOME!” the crowd chants repeatedly.


Denzel Porter: Harper and Wraith are giving these fans their money worth.


LCP: I guess so…. If you’re into rasslin matches and whatnot.


Johnny Hitmaker: Thank GOD this is an interpretive dance competition we’re commentating at and not the alternative!


Dean Harper is looking at the referee in absolute disbelief, and even reaches forward to grab at the collar of his shirt and pull him in. “That was three! That was fucking three!” Dean Harper is shouting, but the referee pulls himself away and is holding the two fingers in Dean’s face assuring him that one-hundred percent, it was only a two-count.


Dean sits beside Wraith for a moment longer but then looks toward the ropes…he looks at Wraith, who is still down, before finally getting back to his feet and stumbling toward the ropes. Wraith is beginning to stir, but still down. Dean goes out onto the apron; he hesitates in making the jump from his own exhaustion but finally does spring himself to the top rope! He stalls for the briefest moment before launching himself forward for FATAL FRAME!


During mid-flight, Wraith is able to spring to his feet just enough to telegraph Dean’s landing and catches him for THE HOWLING (RKO)!


The impact causes Dean to roll onto his back, and Wraith is able to fling himself over covering Dean with a single draped arm.


1!



2!



3–


Dean gets his shoulder up!


Wraith rolls away from Dean and both of the brothers are just sprawled out in the ring, and both looking up toward the lights. The referee is down to check on both of them to see if either man can even get to their feet, or wants to continue…both of them are waiving the referee off, assuring him that they are good.


Since neither man is willing to yield, the referee has no choice but to start counting them out. The crowd counts along with the referee. ONE! Dean Harper and Wraith are both just lying on the mat; Wraith stomps a foot on the mat a few times while just trying to get himself energized to be able to get up. TWO! Neither competitor moves much beyond that. THREE! Still little to no movement; the occasional twitch. FOUR! Wraith is able to roll onto his stomach and plants his elbows into the canvas. Dean Harper still does not move. FIVE! Wraith is pulling himself forward on his elbows to inch himself toward the ropes. Dean has managed to get onto his side. SIX!


Dean is slowly rolling toward the ropes, and Wraith has gotten to the opposite end of the ropes. SEVEN! Wraith pulls on the bottom rope, getting himself to a seated position, and Dean reaches right for the middle ropes, trying to pull himself up. EIGHT! Wraith to a kneeling position, and Dean also in a kneeling position. NINE! Their legs are both wobbly as they plant their feet onto the mat, and just when the referee is about to finally count to ten, both are standing!



Denzel Porter: Neither man refusing to quit.


Wraith goes to the nearest corner and leans against the turnbuckle…Dean stumbles back into the opposite corner. The brothers stare across at each other, and despite everything that has occurred, both of the brothers have a sick, twisted smirk across their own face. Wraith manages to push himself to a full standing position, standing on his own strength; Dean does the same. Wraith makes a taunting gesture to dare Dean to attack him. Dean takes the bait and charges at Wraith; Wraith falls back and drives a back elbow to Dean’s jaw then connects with a leg sweep. He spins through and is now facing the turnbuckle, and begins to climb while Dean is reaching for Wraith’s legs to try and stop him.


Wraith does not even bother looking backward to see if Dean is still there, but he doesn’t need to…Dean is able to pull himself up by the turnbuckles and delivers a couple stiff punches to Wraith in order to slow him down, and then joins him in climbing the turnbuckle. The brothers are now throwing elbows back and forth with each other. Both of them are dazed from each elbow.


Wraith finally connects with an elbow that hits its mark perfectly, causing Dean to daze before tumbling backward and landing at the perfect angle. Wraith resumes; he does not look backward before launching himself off the top rope with THE FALLEN ONE (Coffin Drop)! Wraith hooks the near leg, and is barely able to hold on as the referee counts.


1!




2!



3!!!!!


Ring Announcer: Your winner, by way of pinfall: WRAITH!!


Denzel Porter: What a win by Wraith!


LCP: FINALLY!


Johnny Hitmaker: So does the winner consume the loser’s soul and memories?


“The Joker” is beginning to play throughout the PA but both brothers are completely laid out. The referee is trying to check on both of them whilst also signaling for medical assistance to come down to the ring… He still does manage to get Wraith to sit up long enough to be able to hold his arm up as a display to indicate him as the winner, but he is completely spent. There is no sign of medical help coming down, and the referee signals a second time.


Denzel Porter: We need to get some help out here.


Before anyone can come out, the lights do suddenly go out and when they come back on…Wraith is gone. Dean Harper is left inside of the ring and the referee is flabbergasted over Wraith’s sudden disappearance, but he turns his attention to Dean Harper trying to assist him to his feet. The crowd is in a sudden uproar as someone is jumping the railing and the individual slides under the bottom rope and into the ring…


The mystery assailant takes Dean down with a clothesline to the back of his head! The referee goes down as collateral damage before quickly escaping the ring and holds the back of his head in pain, and this mystery assailant stands tall in the center of the ring. The mystery man takes a moment to stalk Dean Harper; his face is covered by a metallic mask with slants for the eyes, a defined jawline, and five slits in front of the mouth but still covering enough to not let any part of the man’s face become visible.


Dean is crawling into the corner, an absolute bloody mess as he looks up at his attacker… He pushes himself up with his legs and his back to the turnbuckle, then raises his fists in a fighting stance. Even after all that he went through, Dean Harper is ready for a fight that he felt he may inevitably lose, but he was not going to go down without a fight.


The mystery assailant easily steps forward without fear, and Dean goes for a swing which is easily parried; the mystery assailant follows in with a right hook to the body, and a left hook to the body, then a right horizontal elbow to the temple! Dean falls back into the corner and is seated on the second turnbuckle.


Denzel Porter: What a disgusting assault on Dean after being in a hard fought match.


LCP: Kick a man while he’s down, but you better make sure he stays down.


Johnny Hitmaker: The best time to sucker punch a man is when they can’t fight back!


The lights suddenly go out again, and when they come back on: Wraith is back in the center of the ring standing behind the mystery assailant. The mystery assailant senses the presence and turns around to face the IWF Men’s World Champion; Wraith is the first to strike, but the man easily parried before coming in with an elbow…he gains the edge quite easily over him, as both of the competitors are exhausted, but now while he’s distracted with Wraith, Dean Harper does manage to charge forward and hit the man with a forearm strike to the back!


The two brothers are alternating punches from different angles against the mystery man who is now just defending himself from each strike. Wraith fires for a GENOCIDE KICK! But the man ducks it and goes forward against the ropes…at the same time, the brothers lock arms and take the man over the top rope with a double clothesline! The man’s head hits the apron at the same time which causes the mask to fling off of his face unveiling him as the former IWF superstar: MASON ST. CROIX.


LCP: Dean Harper looks like he just saw a ghost!


Denzel Porter:I feel like I'm looking at a ghost myself. I'm familiar with Mason's time in IWF he was one of their most beloved stars for years!


Johnny Hitmaker : I remember him too but he definitely didn't look like that. The last time anyone saw him he lost to Dean after Dean licked his… exposed skull.


LCP: That's gross.


Dean Harper looks fully astonished to see him after years of him being gone. Mason sees that both brothers are weakened, and feels confident that he could win the two-on-one fight, so slides back into the ring and just as he is getting into the ring…


LIGHTS OUT.


When the lights come back on, both Dean Harper and Wraith are gone this time. Mason St. Croix is left standing in the ring as he is looking around to see where the two brothers may have disappeared. He starts wringing the top rope in frustration that Dean Harper escaped his grasp.


Denzel Porter: I paid too much money for this venue for the Power to be all jacked up but one has to wonder what the hell did we just witness.


LCP: Earthquake?


Johnny Hitmaker: Just your average wrestling show, Pinko!



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Match Two





Halocenes cover of "Hail to the king" hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron.


Denzel Porter: Alex always so confident in his abilities.


LCP: There’s a difference between confidence and arrogance. Let’s see if he knows the difference.





Every light throughout the arena flickers out while the crowd gives a premature cheer; when the beginning of “The Eagle Flies Alone” begins to play, a blue spotlight comes in at the same sequence and is shining at the curtain which gets the crowd riled up further. The cheers that The Phoenix Queen is receiving from the audience is outweighing anyone in the crowd that opposes her. The sound of the fog machines can be heard going off heavily as the stage soon fills with fog. The lights in the arena are coming back up creating a blue hue and just as the chorus kicks in, the crowd lets out a huge roar when they finally see Tara Fenix emerge from behind the curtain.
I, I go my own way!
I swim against the stream!
(Forever) I will fight the powers that be!



Tara is standing at the top of the stage wearing one of her designed jackets, and the hood pulled over her head. She is carrying a flagpole with a flag attached; she takes a moment to scan the crowd and see the number of her supporters and soon she raises the flag and waves it back and forth several times and the cameras do their own scan over the crowd and can see a number of people raising the same logo that is on the banner. The Age of the Phoenix. Tara continues to wave the banner for a few more seconds before holding it straight up and bringing the pole down to tap it against the stage and finally slings the pole over her shoulder while marching down to the ring. Some of the fans stretch their hands out for her, and she walks to one side with her arm held out slightly; however, her eyes remain locked on the ring. When she reaches the bottom of the ramp she goes to the nearby steel steps and quickly ascends. She stops for a moment and carefully attaches her own flagpole to the steel post where the Age of the Phoenix banner will be for the duration of the match.


I, I go my own way!
I swim against the stream!
(Forever) I will fight the pοwers that be!
The eagle flies alone!



After securing the flagpole to the ring pole, she takes two steps on the apron before sliding forward and down onto one knee; her head and eyes scan the crowd again while the crowd is chanting her name. She finally crawls between the middle and bottom ropes then charges to the far corner and as she lands on the second rope, she pulls her hood back and lets her arms go out with her palms up. She holds the pose for several seconds, then does a one-eighty off of the second rope to land back on her feet; she runs to the opposite end where the flagpole is, and repeats the process but this time holds the banner out for all to see the symbol. She does another one-eighty, lands inside the ring, and takes off her jacket while waiting for the match to begin.


Denzel Porter: This match should be hard hitting with all the personal bad blood attached to it.


Before the bell can sound, the two fighters are sharing their own words with each other; Alex Jones points over to the front row where Tara’s ex-husband / current boyfriend is seated…the camera flashes over to show Angel Blake sitting front row who does not look too pleased at the sight of Alex Jones. The bell does finally sound and the two fighters begin to circle the ring whilst looking for their own opening against the other.


LCP: I’m telling you Johnny Hitmaker…. You may be onto something with all these long drawn out entrances.


Johnny Hitmaker: Hey, when you’re about to put your life on the line, you’re never in a rush to storm the ring!


Alex Jones and Tara move toward the center of the ring, apparently to lock into a grapple, but Tara goes to the side to go for a scissor leg sweep; Alex is able to easily telegraph it and dashes backward so that Tara cannot hit the sweep; Tara is now on the ground and at a disadvantage, but she circles around to get back to her feet whereas Alex now grapples her and easily powers her back into the corner! Alex begins to use a few kicks aiming for Tara’s abdomen, but she turns her body just enough to protect herself from the kicks landing their mark and covers her stomach with her hand to also absolve most of the impact.


Alex answers by bringing a back elbow to Tara’s jaw, and then firing in with an uppercut; he follows through to take Tara by the head and take her over with a snapmare and soccer kick to her back! Tara cringes and arches her back from the impact of the kick, but doesn’t get a chance to retaliate when Alex takes a handful of the blue hair to start picking her up…he continues and lifts her up for a powerbomb, starting to run her toward the turnbuckle.
When they get to the center of the ring, Tara is able to reverse into a hurricanrana! She reaches back to take Alex’s legs and roll him into a cover when the referee counts:


ONE!



TWO!


Alex Jones is able to easily kick out.


Denzel Porter: Not enough Damage done just yet.


LCP: Even I know it’s too early for that.


Johnny Hitmaker: While it might seem like a smart move on the surface, it takes as much out of the pinner as it does the pinnee!


Tara moves forward and is back to her feet, and Alex is able to move forward and uses the ropes to pull himself up faster. Tara rushes forward to hit the ropes; Alex advances forward to meet with Tara back near the center of the ring which catches her off-guard, and Alex takes her over for a powerslam! He hooks the far leg:


ONE!



TWO!


Tara is able to kick out. Alex kneels beside Tara and connects with a few punches to keep her worn down. He picks her up after feeling confident that he can maintain control, and then grabs her around the waist and sails her over with a Northern Lights Suplex! Alex keeps the bridge to attempt another cover.


ONE!



TWO!


Tara kicks out again!


Alex stands back up and circles to Tara’s legs; he hovers over her momentarily while taking her legs and begins to circle for one of Tara’s old finishers, and a move that Alex has used; the Figure Four! Alex steps over to begin trying to get the hold applied…
Tara is able to shove Alex off with her free leg, and Alex’s chest hits the ropes; the ropes cause him to rebound, and Tara is able to roll Alex Jones up into a cover:


ONE!



TWO!
Alex Jones kicks out! Alex rolls backward as Tara gets up, and Tara is able to charge forward and connects with a shining wizard! Alex falls flat on his back after the knee strike, and Tara opts to go for another quick cover:


ONE!



TWO!


Alex Jones easily kicks out! Alex sits up, and Tara circles behind him driving a knee into his back, and then putting him into a sleeper hold; Alex flails his arms in the air before finally grabbing Tara’s arm and trying to power her off…but she has the hold expertly applied, and Alex is beginning to fade.


Denzel Porter: This could be it for Alex


The referee goes to check on Alex Jones and make sure that he is remaining conscious; Alex is shaking his head to refuse to tap out, but Tara does not look like she is about to release the hold anytime soon. Alex clenches his hand and pumps his fist a few times in an attempt to motivate himself since the crowd does not seem to want to get too far behind him. Alex successfully gets back to his feet, but Tara is still holding on with the sleeper hold…Alex drives an elbow back toward Tara’s stomach, but she adjusts her body so that he misses the mark again.


It still connects with her side, so he doesn’t care; Alex Jones repeats with another elbow, and then finally lifts Tara for a back body drop! Tara is able to continue with the momentum and land back on her feet; she launches herself forward going for the cobra clutch suplex that she would then typically transition into The Phoenix Triangle!


Alex counters with a hip toss that brings Tara forward and onto the mat; Alex takes one of her arms and looks to get Tara into the AJ Lock! Tara hooks her arms together to prevent Alex from being able to get the cross armbar locked in, but it doesn’t stop him from continuing to try.


Denzel Porter: Alex is very determined.


LCP: Looks like he’s leaning more towards Confidence than arrogance at this point.


Johnny Hitmaker: Confidence can’t straighten that arm, but a stiff shot to the solar plexus can!


Alex strikes Tara with a few forearm strikes, and looks to get the AJ Lock in, but Tara rolls him up again into the schoolboy cover:


ONE!



TWO!



THR–


Alex releases the hold just in time to avoid being pinned, and kicks out successfully. Alex Jones rolls backward to his feet again, but is quicker to his feet this time around; he stands ready for the next attack that Tara has to offer…but she doesn’t charge straight forward. He gestures for her to come at him, but she doesn’t take the bait. Both of the fighters start circling the ring again to look for another opening…


Alex is the first one to advance, and goes for a clothesline; Tara ducks underneath and catches Alex’s neck to drop him down with an inverted headlock backbreaker! Alex cringes but ends up back on his feet and into the corner. Tara follows in, instinctively going for a Stinger Splash– it’s clear that’s what she was going for, but she transitions it into a running shoulder block. Her shoulder hits Alex’s jaw, and then she commits to shoulder thrusts against Alex’s abdomen.
Five shoulder thrusts connect before Alex is able to sunset flip over her; he is trying to get the cover, but Tara rolls backward and then steps forward to go for a front dropkick! Alex is able to dodge to the side and is back on his feet; he leans over Tara, and Tara rolls him into an inside cradle!


ONE!



TWO!


Alex shifts his weight to cover Tara.


ONE!



TWO!


Tara shifts her weight back to get the cover back in her favor.


ONE!



TWO!


Alex kicks out this time to stop the cycle!


Denzel Porter: Not enough damage yet Tara, she’ll have to dig deep.


Tara and Alex return to their feet with Alex just one step ahead of her; he goes for a straight punch…Tara is able to deflect, and take him over with an arm drag takedown! She quickly transitions to look for T-P-T, but Alex is squirming and able to pull his arm free before Tara can get the hold locked in.


Alex bounces back against the ropes, and Tara rolls over to start pushing herself to her feet…while she is still leaning over, Alex moves forward and goes for a quick DRAGONS BREATH!


Tara avoids it!


Denzel Porter: Look at those reflexes.


LCP: She’s quick, I’ll give her that.


Johnny Hitmaker: If you can’t take the move, tell the move to FUCK OFF and that you’ve got work to do!


Alex is a little bit off-balance, and Tara fires for the GENOCIDE KICK!
Alex is able to duck under it! When Tara spins around, Alex connects with an AJ Guri! Tara continues standing, but she is out on her feet…wobbling slightly back and forth…Alex launches forward and rolls Tara into an inside cradle:


ONE!



TWO!





Tara is able to kick out of it!


Tara rolls onto her side before pushing herself back up to her feet…meanwhile, Alex has already gotten to his feet and charges forward for a spear! Tara is able to counter by leaping up and catching Alex into a front headlock, looking to take him into a guillotine choke. Alex is able to keep himself in a standing position and takes Tara over to the turnbuckle before sitting her on the post; she still has the hold applied but Alex connects with a few shots just enough to wear her down and pull himself free.


Alex connects with an uppercut while Tara is still seated on the turnbuckle, and then springs to the middle rope to launch himself toward Tara and connects with a dropkick that sends her toppling to the outside of the ring!


Tara has a hard landing on the outside of the ring, but manages to hit her back…the impact knocks the wind out of her, and Alex hovers over the top rope to see how hard she landed. The referee is looking over to check on her, causing him to hesitate until Alex Jones finally shoves him and demands that he starts counting.


Denzel Porter: Now he is just out of line right now!


LCP: Come on Denzel Porter, even you know any wasted time isn’t good for him. He’s just trying to get the ref to do his job more efficiently.


Johnny Hitmaker: Heeeeee’s stalling!


ONE! Tara reaches an arm to her back as Alex falls back to the center of the ring. He taunts out to the crowd momentarily but ultimately does count alongside the referee. TWO! Tara continues clutching her back. THREE! She starts reaching for the ring skirt and uses it to start pulling herself up and Alex Jones is shaking his head while telling her to stay down– FOUR! Alex Jones backs up to the far side of the ring. FIVE! Tara has successfully stood up but staggers away. SIX! Alex Jones charges forward– SEVEN! He dives between the ropes for a suicide dive!
Tara counters by catching Alex Jones with a vicious knee! Alex tumbles outside of the ring and is holding his head in a bit of pain; Tara is holding her leg and stomps it a few times against the mat as the move did a bit of damage to her leg as well.


The referee is restarting the count, but Tara shortly does recover and climbs up to the apron…she waits, and looks back to wait for Alex Jones to get back up, and just as she does, she springs off the middle rope and comes back for a moonsault! She catches his head and takes him down with a reverse DDT! The move earns a pop from the crowd. The count is up to five by the time this happens, and she pulls Alex back up to get him back into the ring; she slides underneath and makes the cover.


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TWO!





Alex kicks out!


Denzel Porter: almost the end.


Alex rolls over onto his stomach and gets up to his feet again…but Tara is quicker to her feet this time around; she goes for a roundhouse kick, and Alex catches it! He keeps Tara’s ankle held and looks to go for an ankle lock, but Tara rolls forward sending Alex toward the ropes– Alex comes back as Tara leans over to go for a back body toss, and he delivers a straight kick that hits Tara’s leg joint; she cringes and Alex pulls her in looking to end this match with THE DRAGON SLEEPS! He has both of Tara’s arms hooked, and…Tara reverses! She is able to power Alex up with a back body drop; she immediately reaches down to snag one of Alex’s arms, and goes for the T-P-T.


Alex is able to avoid it by snagging his arm back and delivers an elbow to Tara’s jaw; Tara staggers back giving Alex time to stand back up, and Alex closes the distance quickly…but is met with a stiff knee to his abdomen! Tara hooks both of his arms and jumps up before going backward and taking Alex Jones down with PHOENIX WINGS! She rolls Alex over and quickly makes the cover, hooking the leg:


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TWO!



THREE!!!!!


Ring Announcer: Your winner, by way of pinfall: TARA! FENIX!


Denzel Porter: Tara Fenix with the big win and what a match, I hate to be the one to have to follow up this performance.


LCP: Every match here has been better than the last one.


Johnny Hitmaker: That’s the last conspiracy theory Alex Jones will posit!



“The Eagle Flies Alone” is playing through the PA as Tara holds her arms up successfully. Alex Jones is laid out in the center of the ring, but already coming to just a little bit too late to be able to kick out of the maneuver…there’s a bit of frustration on his face and the referee holds Tara’s arm in the air momentarily; she finally does roll over toward Alex Jones and shares a few private words with him until she finally does get to her feet. She helps Alex back up to his feet, and the two veterans do give a faint nod to each other as Alex does leave the ring to let Tara celebrate her victory.


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Match Three


The crowd in Las Vegas is fired up, they're buzzing after the last contest and are ready for the next!

Johnny Hitmaker: Mr. P, lemme make one thing… PERFECTLY CLEAR when I say this next match promises to beggar belief!


Denzel Porter: Believe it Johnny Hitmaker, two of the top wrestlers in our industry are about to do battle! Druscilla White takes on Lissie Hope!


LC Pinkston: Let's send it down to Tig for competitor information!


A sweeping view of the ring and the crowd as Tig stands in the middle of the ring.


Tig: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!





The heavy synths of "You'll Miss Me When I'm Not Around" by Grimes begins. The child-like adlibs and the booming bass shakes the seats underneath each audience member. They rise to their feet in anticipation of the arrival of Lissie Hope!


"I shot myself yesterday / got to Heaven anyway"


The crowd jumps out of their seats as Grimes continues to sing into the pre-chorus. The anticipation is growing, and the cheers start to crescendo.


"If you don't bleed / then you don't die
Cross my heart / and hope to fly"



Finally, the curtains spread and Lissie Hope emerges at the top of the entrance stage, standing for a moment and appreciating all of the cheers being levied in her direction.


"If they could see me now / smiling six-feet underground"


She notices signs of support in the front rows, and she acknowledges those young fans with high-fives. She sprints down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope. She bounces to her feet and raises her arms to the crowd.


"You'll miss me when I'm not around"


Tig: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first - from New Orleans, Louisiana... standing 5'4" and weighing 143 pounds... she is "THE BLACKHEART"... LISSSSSSIEEEE HOOOOOOPE!


She enters the ring, wearing a cut-off "Hero" tee-shirt, revealing a black Under Armour exercise top and black and pink workout pants. She tosses the shirt into the front rows, watching the fans fight over the memorabilia. Climbing the corner to acknowledge the fans, the song fades to a hush and she awaits the opening bell.


Denzel Porter: An outstanding wrestler, Lissie Hope has really spread her wings and made a name for herself in the professional wrestling world beyond her home company.


Johnny Hitmaker: And the award for Understatement of the Year goes to…! This Ms. Hope’s been everywhere the last few months!


LC Pinkston: And now she's here at the first ever Denzel Porter Invitational to take on..


Booming voice over the speakers: “Brought to you by Dru Brew; for all your boozy cannabis needs, it’s Dru Brew, sit down and cast a spell, Dru Brew, now Hex Free!”





Pyros hit, blinding the arena briefly and "The Animal" by Disturbed begins to play, however the voices are different. It’s a Wolves of Odinn cover! Sung by none other than Dru herself!


As the video on the Jumbotron flickers to life. Dru; shrouded in a black cloak, head down stepped onto the ramp. 0:32 seconds; Dru’s arm is raised, 0:36 it pumps the air to the beat as she begins to move. Heavy boots made little to no noise as she made her way down the ramp.


“We both Shall Dine in Hell Tonight….”


The cloak burst open and billowed to the ground behind her, revealing that ripped, tight, Wolves of Odinn tank top. Pants, seemingly painted on, matched the ripped nature of her shirt. But once the lights made their way to her face; that wolf's mask was glaringly obvious. Obscuring her face.


“We begin the hunt tonight… Till the power calls, and the creatures take flight. For the kill is close now… We’ll be satisfied.”


Two more bodies stepped in behind Dru; cast in shadows, who were they?


“For the smell of fear tonight, is an ancient lust that will not be denied….”


The duo behind her howled; Dru, halfway down the ramp, threw her head back and howled in return. An eerie sound echoed throughout the arena. As her howl ended, her mask went flying back to the duo. Her face, lit by the flash of the pyro around her, was smiling. The 5’9” Bayou Playboy was in her element. Boots now would thud over the ramp with each step she took, the video on the monitor behind her showed wolves running for the kill, her movements were calculated like above. Lithe frame moved with an odd grace; a fear-instilling air of deadly mystery in the crowd.


“For the animal's soul is mine…”


As the wolves, on the monitor, leapt to attack, Dru stepped into the ring. One boot up on the ropes, leaning her frame over the turnbuckle, yelling to the crowd. She laughed, tossing her long hair back, she looked at the cameras, winked and flipped the bird.


3:55 “And now, we both shall Dine, In Hell Tonight…”


As the song began to end, Dru threw herself into a terrifying howl; which echoed over the din. The woman’s presence was intimidating. It was vicious. Standing back up straight, Dru, glaring back at the cameras, pointed those claws of hers at her shirt, and cackled as she yelled: “I’d rather be a Wolf of Odinn, than a Lamb of God!
!”


Then… the lights go out. The song ends, the arena went wild with screams and cheers. The crowd began chanting “Prophet!!” as the blackout continued.


Once the lights come back up, Dru is standing in the center of the ring. Like a predator, awaiting their prey… Ready for blood.


Tig: And her opponent! Standing five feet, nine inches! Weighing in tonight at one hundred and thirty five pounds! This is THE PROPHET - DRUSCILLA WHITE!


Denzel Porter: Buckle up boys, this one is going to be special.


LC Pinkston: Druscilla White, one of the most dangerous competitors I've ever laid eyes upon. If looks could kill I’d be dead thrice over- look out!


DING
DING
DING!


The crowd swells as the two wrestlers look out, knowing full well what this means in the grand scheme. Lissie skips to her left, Dru turns on a heel to match the movement. They both hesitate and then go in for a traditional collar and elbow tie-up.


Johnny Hitmaker: Feelers aren’t just for caterpillars anymore, folks; I'm confident these two aren't exactly familiar with one another, so consider the motions officially being gone through!


Denzel Porter: That's the beauty of it, Johnny Hitmaker, everyone is out of their comfort zone here!


Lissie backs Dru into a corner, ref calls for a clean break and gets one. Lissie backs off, Dru licks her teeth and walks forward, forcefully applying another tie=up! Lissie spins out, grabs a wristlock. Dru shakes her head, rolls backward and captures Lissie's wrist! Dru cranks, Lissie looks around and begins walking in a circle. Then jogging - she drags Dru to the corner where Lissie leaps off the middle rope but Dru was having none of it! Dru yanks downward, pulling Lissie off the rope and toward the mat onto her stomach!


Denzel Porter: Lissie tried to get fancy but Druscilla was ready for it!


As quickly as she can, Dru floats over into a double armbar! Lissie flails in pain but she's close enough to the ropes to kick her toes over the bottom!


Johnny Hitmaker: Ms. White was looking to write that ending and it’s not even chapter two!


LC Pinkston: I would too!


Lissie slides under the bottom to the apron, Dru goes to snatch her but Lissie hits a forearm! Dru stumbles back, flips her hair back over and rushes in again but Lissie steps up to the bottom and uses the momentum to unload another big forearm! This one staggers Dru, Lissie pulls her between the middle and top ropes facing up and Hope drops off the apron hitting a neckbreaker into it!


Denzel Porter: Holy jeez whoa what a move!


Johnny Hitmaker: That’s all she wrote if she can follow through!


Dru crumbles to the apron, Lissie slides her back in from the floor and climbs to the top - flashbulbs pop off as Lissie hits a leg-drop off the top rope and scurries into a pinfall!






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NO Druscilla kicks out!


LC Pinkston: Damn I thought it was over!


Dru is still stunned, Lissie doesn't let up, rolling over in an elevated Boston Crab! Dru is arched back in an unusual angle, Lissie with the knee on the back of the neck for torque! Our ref is in checking; Dru isn't giving it up! She grabs Lissie's ankle, pulls it down at an angle and forces Lissie to drop the hold! She does, Dru is kicked and drops the ankle but gets up, Lissie off the ropes looking for a kick but Dru ducks under, she spins quickly and hoists Lissie up onto her shoulder in a big belly to back suplex!


Johnny Hitmaker: You can’t spell “fun” without “fundamentals”!


White pulls Hope up and begins unloading chops, backing Lissie into the corner. She tries to fight free but Dru absorbs whatever Lissie dishes, rocking Hope with a roundhouse to the dome! Dru guides Lissie up to the middle rope and climbs up after her, Lissie with shots to the stomach with Dru now standing on the top!


LC Pinkston: She's trying to break out!


Lissie tries to drop down but Dru grabs a handful of hair, keeping her on the top and leaps out, executing a picture perfect top rope Frankensteiner!


Denzel Porter: Incredible move!


Lissie sits up after the move, unsure where she is anymore, and Dru takes it! A running punt style kick between the shoulder blades! Lissie winces and goes to stand but Dru hits a North to South elbow to the neck, then scoops Lissie up!


LC Pinkston: The neck seems to be the focal point!


Dru has Lissie upside down, but Lissie kicks her feet and makes Dru lose her balance, falling backward! Lissie uses the momentum to pull Dru up now, and she sits out with a tombstone driver!


Denzel Porter: OH NO!


Instinctively, Dru rolls over to her stomach, extending her long leg to be under the bottom rope. Lissie notices it, the crowd cheering on both, Lissie sits Dru up and fires off a stiff kick to the chest! Dru absorbs it as much as she can, Lissie does another! Dru falls back from her knees but raises herself back up to a kneel! Lissie goes for another kick but Dru blocks the ankle again! Lissie winces, hops away giving Dru just a moment and that's all she needed, she explodes up and out with a shotgun dropkick sending Lissie tumbling to the floor!


Johnny Hitmaker: These ladies are wrestling like they’re fighting for the last tampon!!!


Lissie shakes the ankle to life, Dru hits the ropes and goes for a baseball slide but Lissie moves! Both on the floor now, Lissie grabs the back of Dru's neck and tries to launch her into the barricade but Dru reverses, sending Lissie head over heels into the crowd!


Denzel Porter: It's take a wrestler home night here in Las Vegas!


Lissie gets to her feet but is clutched, lifted over the barricade back to ringside and dropped with a suplex on the floor! Inside the ring, the ref has been counting and he's up to 6!


LC Pinkston: They better be careful that ref seems to be counting a little fast. Tho I’d probably be quick on the draw with these two ladies too.


Dru kicks Lissie and slides into the ring, the ref's count it at 7! Hope is stirring, the crowd cheering her on. Ref is at 8, Lissie is rolled over!


Denzel Porter: A countout is still a win!


Ref is at 9, Lissie isn't even off the floor yet! He reels back, Lissie gets her feet under her and then flies into the ring as he hits ten!


LC Pinkston: Damn that was a close one!


Wasting no time and cracking her neck in the process, Dru walks over and slaps the holy hell out of Lissie Hope, scoops her dazed body up and SPIKES her with a Tombstone! But Dru holds on?!


Johnny Hitmaker: That was insane on its own, but what’s… she… doin-


Dru stands up, holding Hope upside down still! A SECOND TOMBSTONE!


Denzel Porter: Oh hell!


Dru kneels in a pin, the crowd losing their minds!





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3?!


Johnny Hitmaker: NO!!!


LISSIE KICKED OUT! She kicked out! The crowd is stunned, our announcers are stunned but most of all, probably, Druscilla White is stunned!


LC Pinkston: There's still fight in her yet!


Dru calls for it, running her thumb over her throat. She's gonna end this one. Dru peels Lissie up, bending her over and hooking her arms.


Johnny Hitmaker: Ohhhhhh no, she wouldn't…


She would; Druscilla White leaps up and hits Lissie Hope with her own finish, the Pedigree!


Denzel Porter: CROWN OF THORNS! CROWN OF THORNS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!


Dru laughs, turning the lifeless body of Lissie Hope over. It's academic.


LC Pinkston: Thanks for coming.


The ref kneels down and hits the count.








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KICKOUT.


THE CROWD IGNITES.


Denzel Porter: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!


Dru can't believe it, again, as Lissie Hope's shoulder rockets off the mat, and she spins to her knees to meet Dru on hers! A SLAP! A CHOP! A CHOP FROM DRU! CHOP, CHOP, BACK AND FORTH!


LC Pinkston: THEY'RE UNLEASHING HELL!


The crowd is at a fever pitch, these ladies slugging the heck out of one another, eventually getting to their feet! A hand behind each other's neck! PUNCHES TO THE HEAD! Dru with a forearm that stops Lissie, LISSIE SCREAMS RIGHT IN HER FACE AND SPINS, HITTING A CORKSCREW KICK TO THE HEAD!


Denzel Porter: Queen's Dead!


Dru falls face first into the canvas and Lissie steps over her head! She grabs an arm. Then the other. Pulls Dru up - LEAPS THROUGH THE AIR AND HITS THE PEDIGREE!


Johnny Hitmaker: CROWN OF THORNS FROM THE ORIGINATOR!


Lissie rolls Druscilla over! The ref dives in!











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DRUSCILLA

KICKS

OUT!


Denzel Porter: WHAT?!


The crowd here in Vegas has audibly lost their frickin' mind. Lissie's eyes darted around, she can't believe someone kicked out of her finish. Dru is laughing on the ground, she flips Lissie off!


LC Pinkston: Yeah? YEAH!


Lissie grabs a handful of Dru's hair, pulling her up to a seated position. Dru is still laughing, still has the finger up. Lissie backs up a step. Another. Two more. She crouches down to get to eye level with Dru and flips her off too, then closes the distance in a couple lunges and SWINGS HER ELBOW THROUGH DRU'S FUCKING SKULL!


Denzel Porter: GOOD LORD WHAT IMPACT!


Dru's head bounces off the canvas, Lissie corkscrews through the air and lands on her back. Lizzie follows up by picking Dru up by her hair talking smack before kicking her directly in the gut then pushing her down between her legs to hit Crown of Thorns" - Pedigree and goes for the cover.




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As the referee's hands hit the mat for the final count Lissie Hope stands tall in the ring.


Denzel Porter: What a match by two of the baddest ladies in the business today. White gave it all but Lissie Hope showed she was the better competitor tonight.



LCP: Lisse stands tall, and Dru has nothing to be ashamed about. Lisse is one of the best around.


Ring Announcer: Here is your winner by pinfall Lissie Hope!!!!


The referee raises Lissie Hope hand in the air as White gets to her feet finally shaking her head in frustration. She goes to exit the ring but Lissie Hope grabs her hand and raises it int air with hers to a standing ovation from the fans as the two ladies embrace the moment.


Denzel Porter: What a show of respect from Lissie Hope to White.


LCP: Would you expect anything less?


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Drew Rogers Segment



Before we go to his match, we see Drew Rogers, standing backstage in a secluded area. His face is covered with a mask, protecting him from the burns that he received a couple of days ago. He starts speaking very eerie.


Drew Rogers: Erin Blue….


He paces back and forth


Drew Rogers: ….if there was one person else that I would despise so much, it would be YOU! Kieran Quinn is the first one, Samantha Tolson is the second one, the Harrisons are the third one, but you actually bumped Kieran to be the first one. You came into Five Boroughs Wrestling for one last shot, which I didn’t mind, but once you got into my business regarding the Harrisons’, something YOU don’t know about…


Drew Rogers sits on the floor.


Drew Rogers: It became personal. You didn’t stay out of MY BUSINESS! You kept nagging me and nagging me, calling me by my childhood name of my mother, who shouldn’t have been a mother in the first place. You kept on shutting me down when I EXPOSED you for the truth when you got discharged. I have respect for EVERYONE that served, but once someone gets discharged dishonorably, I don’t have respect.


Drew starts shaking as we see his leather face mask. His face leans up.


Drew Rogers: Tonight, this all ends. This was a war that YOU started. There won’t be any referee stoppages, there won’t be any rules tossed out. It’s all fair game and WHEN I destroy you, you have NOBODY and I mean, NOBODY but to blame but yourself!


Drew stands up and goes to his match with that eerie feeling done and over with.


Match Four



Ring Announcer: “The following contest is a Five Boroughs Wrestling presentation, and they bring to you a Last Person Standing Match! The only way to win this match is make sure your opponent does NOT reach the count of ten! Introducing first….”





The fans are sitting in silence for this as LOUD (Fuck it) by Motionless in White kicks in as the fans are giving the biggest boos that rock the core. Out comes Drew Rogers as he looks at the fans that are booing at him and walks to the ring with his face in a mask from being burned from Total Ambition.


Ring Announcer: “From Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 252 pounds, Drew Rogers!”





The fans are still booing as this is a Pro Erin crowd. He rips up a sign and tosses it away before getting in the ring. Drew rolls in the ring and looks at the fans that are booing at him. I Like the Way You Die by Black Honey kicks in as the fans give a standing ovation. Out comes Erin Blue with Drew looking angry about this. He is ready for a fight.


Ring Announcer: “His opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada, WELCOME Home, Erin Blue!”


Erin Blue comes out wearing pink, blue and white and has the transgender flag with her. Drew is looking at this and tells her to get down here, but she is giving every minute for him to weigh. She then gets into the ring with Drew coming up to her, but the referee stops him as Erin waves the flag and mocks at him while flipping the bird. Drew looks angry and says “FUCK YOU” so loud and that he is ready to kill her in the ring. Erin drops her stuff and the flag, but Drew cannot wait that long and takes her out of the ring!


The fans are booing as Drew picks up Erin and looks at her in the face and SLAPS her very hard. Erin does not budge and HITS him right in the face even harder and RIPS off the mask. Drew’s face is blistering, but Erin does not care about his well-being and BEATS in his face, causing the blisters to pop. The fans are cheering for this as Erin goes under the ring and grabs out a razer and is about to cut him open, but Drew kicks it and tosses her into the barricade. The fans are booing as he comes running at her, but she moves out of the way and Drew goes crashing into the barricade! The fans are cheering with Erin going over to him and telling the referee to count for this.





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Drew gets up at the three and tosses a chair RIGHT into the face of Erin! It bounces off as she goes on the ground. He then grabs the same chair and starts beating her down with it. Smack after smack after hit after hit as the fans are booing. Erin’s face is bleeding as Drew is wiping the water that came out of his blisters. He gets on top of her and STARTS elbowing her right in the head. The same way he got himself in trouble for assault, but this time, Erin is smart and starts elbowing him right in the face. The blisters are bleeding now as the fans are cheering for this. She then picks him up and again, throws him into the crowd! The fans are cheering as Drew is in the crowd.


Erin comes running towards him, but Drew goes for a spinning back kick to the face of Erin! She stumbles, but Drew grabs her and THROWS her into the second row. Erin goes sliding and lands on the railing as the fans are holding their heads. Drew pushes Erin OFF the railing and lands on the chair. Drew gets a sick and twisted look on his face and goes on the railing. He is not really a high flier, but goes for a moonsault and lands on Erin Blue! The fans are in shock with this as he starts beating her down even more and starts elbowing her in the face. He then tells the referee to start counting and that she is done for as the fans are booing for this….






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Erin is starting to come back! Drew comes back at her as she sees this. Drew goes to swing at her. She ducks and goes for a clothesline, knocking him down the steps! Drew rolls down one by one, but Erin stops his fall and picks him up to put her over his head! The fans are in shock with this as she walks over to the camera and tables side! She puts him on the table and goes up to the railing. She looks at the Vegas Crowd and goes for a somersault OFF, but Drew moves out of the way and SHE crashes through! The fans are in shock with this as Drew has a sick smirk across his face. The referee begins to count with this….





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Drew looks at this and BREAKS it up because he does not want to win this way! The fans are booing as he drags Erin towards the sound area. Everyone is yelling at him as he is walking by. Someone then SHOVES Drew and he looks at them, but in the process, drops Erin as the fans. Drew starts jaw jacking and yelling at the fan until they shove him. Drew becomes PISSED off and goes after him, but Erin grabs him and goes for a backbody driver onto the ground! The fans are cheering as Drew’s head hits hard on the ground. The referee looks as the fans are cheering for this.





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Erin Blue grabs Drew Rogers and has barbed wire that she grabbed and WRAPS it around his mouth! The fans are cheering with Erin now locking in Nine Line! She cannot win by submission but can make Drew pass out again for the third time this month. Drew, however, is getting towards his feet and PLOWS ERIN into the stage to get her off. The referee starts counting the both of them as they are both down with the fans wanting to know who gets up first!





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Both get to their knees and start throwing fists while in the stage area, but Erin is getting the best of it and HEADBUTTS him as the fans are cheering for this! Erin grabs Drew and tosses him up the ramp. Drew rolls on the ground with Erin coming up right at him. She looks down and sees a lot of tables. Erin goes back to Drew and has anger in her eyes, but Dew drop toe holds her onto the stage. He gets to his feet and picks her up and looks down and sets up for the Maximum! Drew goes for it…..


BUT ERIN BLUE GETS TO HER FEET, JUMPS ON THE STAGE AND FLIES OFF WITH THE DETONATION EFFECT ON DREW!


Drew goes down as the fans are cheering, but it was NOT enough to take him off the stage! The fans are in shock with Erin and him throwing fists now to each other’s faces and Erin getting the advantage! Erin goes to run and goes for The Detonation Effect again….


DREW DUCKS AND THEN GRABS HER AS HE GOES FOR THE MAXIMUM OFF THE STAGE!!


The fans are in shock with this with both Erin and Drew landing on the tables to the ground! A loud “Holy Shit” chant is going through the arena! The referee is holding his head, but begins to count…




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Drew is getting to his feet and leans on the ramp as Erin is down!





TEN!!



DING
DING
DING!!!


The fans are in shock and sit in silence. Drew Rogers won the match and defeated Erin Blue. The announcement is made.


Ring Announcer: Here is your winner, Drew Rogers!


Drew Rogers looks at Erin Blue with a satisfied, but sadistic smirk as his blisters are swelling up again. The EMTs are checking on both with Erin Blue getting helped off the arena by medics. Drew smirks with the cameras coming up to his face.


Drew Rogers: Let it be known that two losses in a row make me more dangerous than ever. It fuels my blood and fuels me to become a monster! Erin, you may have come in with a purpose and kicked my ass like no other. Now you will learn to NEVER FUCK WITH ME AGAIN because I just kicked your ass harder!


As Drew leaves, he looks at the camera again.


Drew: And Andy is DEAD. My name is DREW ROGERS and that’s what you’ll call me!


His theme song keeps on playing as everyone is looking in shock about him. He ends the month.



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Match Five





Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is your NIGHT TWO Main Event of the evening!!


Allegiant Stadium of over 70,000 erupts with sheer anticipation. The lights in the stadium suddenly go dark garnering an even louder ovation from the crowd. The blackout lasts for roughly ten seconds before the Denzel Porter-Tron lights up…





Las Vegas pops huge upon the countdown clock ticking down to zero as a massive fireball erupts up into the skies above dissipating into the Las Vegas skies as “Judas” by Fozzy hits the speakers. The drums and guitar kick in as a spotlight hits the top of the ramp where…


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Vegas gets louder with their reception upon Chris Page walking out to the top of the ramp.


“Introducing first; making his way to the ring, hailing from Tampa, Florida by way of “the motor city” Detroit, Michigan… His face is known the world over, his presence is felt around the globe, and tonight he looks to do what very few have. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the one, the only, “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE!”


Chris stands at the top of the ramp as he looks over the FASTEST SELLOUT of the three nights, all in anticipation of what is about to unfold before their very eyes. Chris starts to make the long walk towards the ring. We see some fans bowing down as he passes by out of respect.


Johnny Hitmaker: What an absolutely disGUSTING display from those simps! Chris Page is someone you bow to the same way SATAN is someone you bow to.


Denzel Porter: I've never known Page to have horns on his head or carry a pitch work, but yeah he can possess the public with his star power.

LCP: I’m just saying if Satan was in front of me…. Yeah I’m gonna bow, homie has some mad powers. You ever see the show Supernatural?


Chris Page reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron where he steps through the ropes taking the ring. CCP takes off his fedora tossing it out into the crowd before sliding off his ring jacket dropping it down to the ring apron.


Johnny Hitmaker: Aaaaaaaany time now, asshole! We’re waiting for a WRESTLING match, not a fashion show! The aisle isn’t a catwalk, you cocky FUCK!


Denzel Porter: That would've been a great idea next time, I'm getting a catwalk for myself.


The music fades away as 70,000 strong continue to sing the chorus.


”I’m become, I’m become, I’m becoming…


“I’m become I’m become I’m becoming….


JUDAS IN! JUDAS IN YOUR MIND!!




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“AND HIS OPPONENT….”


The sold-out Las Vegas crowd gets to their feet, they all anticipate the arrival of Chris’s opponent.





“About to make his way to the ring; he’s hailing from the Great White North from Toronto, Canada… His face is synonymous with success, he’s referred to as THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME, ladies and gentleman, the one, the only… JAMES RAVEN!”


Las Vegas erupts as all attention hits the top of the ramp where they get louder upon seeing the arrival of James Raven.


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Allegiant Stadium is rocking as James Raven stands at the top of the ramp as he looks towards the ring to see Chris Page slowly pacing back and forth as he gazes back up the ramp at The GOAT starts to make the walk towards the ring garnering a louder ovation from the Las Vegas crowd.


Johnny Hitmaker: SPEAKING of insufferable bastards, we’ve got THIS guy, James Raven, who I doubt is cleared to compete tonight.


Denzel Porter: I didn’t know anything was wrong with him.


Johnny Hitmaker: Well, of COURSE there is. Who ELSE would, with a lucid mind, refer to themselves as “The Greatest of All Time” when we’re already IN the presence of The Greatest of All Time?!


LCP: …Chris Page?


Johnny Hitmaker: NO, YOU PRICK!! ME! All right? You got it? Canada’s Greatest Everything?


No reaction.


Johnny Hitmaker: OH, FUCK YOU!!!


James Raven reaches ringside where he makes his way up the steel steps to the ring apron. He scales up to the second rope where he throws his arms out in the air garnering a massive ovation. Raven jumps down into the ring as pyro shoots up from all over the rim of the stadium. The music fades away leaving a solid ovation from the crowd as Raven and Page look across the ring from each other. You hear the crowd breaking out into a “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!”.


Johnny Hitmaker: What, WHAT is? Them FINALLY both being inside the ring? What a low metric for what awesome is!


LCP: I hate it when he makes a point. Almost makes me not want to do this.


Denzel Porter: Hell just might have frozen over after that.


The chant from the crowd gets louder and louder as Page and Raven haven’t broken eye contact. The referee walks over to the center of the ring where he points over at Page who gives him a head nod. He turns and points towards Raven who responds with a head nod. The referee signals for the opening bell.





Johnny Hitmaker: TWENTY MINUTES LATER!!!


Denzel Porter: That's my mistake for telling them they could have all the time they want. I didn't think they would both have slow-motion entrances.


The chant of “THIS IS AWESOME” shifts into a “LET’S GO RAVEN- CCP! LET’S GO RAVEN- CCP!” dueling chant directed towards both legends as they take center stage. They walk out from their corners towards the center of the ring. The flashbulbs from cameras and cell phone’s flood the stadium as Chris Page and James Raven reach the center of the ring. They go face to face as the crowd gets louder and louder.


We can see Chris and James speaking back and forth with each other.


Johnny Hitmaker: I don’t know who more I want to see get their head kicked in.


Then Johnny Hitmaker gets a message on his cell. He looks at it, rolls his eyes, and sighs.


Johnny Hitmaker: I’m told the answer to that is for sure Chris Page.


Denzel Porter: Who told you that?


Johnny Hitmaker: …Atara.


LCP: Oh yeah that seems like a reliable source.



Raven and Page bump fists before backing away from the center of the ring. They circle each other until locking up. They jockey for position, back and forth until shoving off each other to a nice reception from the crowd. They start to circle each other where they lock up a second time. Page snatches a side headlock on Raven. He cranks on his head of Raven where he snaps him over to the mat with a headlock takeover forcing Raven’s shoulders to the mat.


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Easily James Raven counters with head scissors that see Page work up to both knees where he flips over Raven stacking his shoulders on the mat a second time.


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Page escapes as both men are back to a vertical base where Raven snatches Page over with a headlock takeover just to fuck with him as his shoulders hit the mat.


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Page rolls his shoulder off the mat while Raven maintains control of the side headlock as the Vegas crowd finally starts to settle in. Page starts working his way to one knee before stepping up to his feet where he backs Raven up against the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Raven bounces off the ropes ducking under a Page lariat, he bounces off the far side, Page spins around to Raven with a baseball slide between his legs.


Raven pops back up to his feet where he catches Page with a deep arm-drag takeover which he locks in an armbar.


The referee slides into position asking CCP to surrender; naturally, he refuses as he starts to work his way back up to his feet. He backs Raven into a neutral corner where the referee calls for the break. Raven releases as Page maintains his position as he holds Raven against the buckles before backing out towards the center of the ring. Raven takes another second before coming out from the corner. He and CCP start to circle each other once more, they lock up in the center of the ring, jockeying for position before Raven takes a back waist lock before taking the legs out from under Page. Raven quickly tries to transition into an STF submission which Page escapes to the ropes where he rolls out to the floor to create some space.


Johnny Hitmaker: Cowardice personified.


Denzel Porter: That's just great veteran awareness.


LCP: Avoid submissions. *Pulls out notebook and scribbles*


The referee starts to lay the count to Chris Page who takes his time walking back up the steel steps to the ring apron. It’s at the six-count that Chris steps back through the ropes. He and Raven circle once again, neither man rushing into things as they look to lock up, Page drops down under the lock-up latching onto a back waist lock that Raven breaks with a reverse elbow to the temple! Raven spins around landing a series of stiff forearm shots mixed with European Uppercuts that sends Page into the ropes. Raven comes forward where he met with a boot to the midsection from Page. It’s CCP who reverses the positioning with Raven on the ropes where he laces him across the chest with a stiff knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the stadium!


He follows with a second knife-edge chop that echoes louder throughout the stadium. Page drives Raven back into a neutral corner where he starts driving a series of shoulder blocks to the midsection. Page rears back swinging with a right hand! Raven ducks out of the way, reversing the positioning with Page now back against the buckles and Raven peppering Page with right and left jabs to the chin! Page swings again, Raven ducks and now it’s left-handed jabs followed by disc’s lariat knocking Page off his feet! Raven waits for Page to get back to his feet where he drives a boot into the midsection. He locks in a front face lock where he delivers a vertical suplex which he floats over into a cover!


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Page shoots a shoulder up off the mat as Raven transitions into a rear chin lock.


Denzel Porter: My God it was was almost over, Page almost got put away early.


Johnny Hitmaker: This match almost wound up being shorter than their combined entrances!


LCP: Okay. I’ll give you that one.


The official asks Page to surrender, but he refuses. Instead, he starts to work his way back to his feet where he’s able to turn into the James Raven headlock, he backs Raven up against the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Raven bounces off the near side into a front waist lock by CCP who delivers an overhead release Belly-to-Belly Suplex! Page scurries into a cover hooking the far leg.


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Raven kicks out to a pop from the crowd as Page pops back up to his feet. He snatches up Raven where he laces him across the chest with another knife-edge chop followed by a right hand, a second right hand, Raven fires back with a right, followed by a second, he swings for a third that Page ducks and locks in a Million Dollar Dream!


Johnny Hitmaker: Do Ravens sleep? We might find out in a sec here!


LCP: I heard Raven’s sleep on a mattress fitted for kings but then complain about the thread count and pass out on the lazy boy in the living room.


Denzel Porter: Reminds me when my late wife used to send me to the couch.


The referee is in perfect positioning as Page controls Raven with the Million Dollar Dream as the official asks Raven to surrender, which he refuses as he tries to work his way to the ropes, Page yanks him back out towards the center of the ring where Raven drops to one knee. The referee checks for a choke yet it’s clean as Page locks in deeper on the Million Dollar Dream.


James Raven steps up from one knee and breaks the million-dollar dream with a sit-out draw breaker!


The Vegas crowd pops for Raven as he gets back to his feet, sending CCP down to the mat with a Running Lariat. Page pops back up to his feet where he’s met with a boot to the midsection followed by being planted with a DDT!


Johnny Hitmaker: Bust that DICK’S face open, Raven!!


Denzel Porter: Very poor choice of words Johnny Hitmaker.


Raven begins getting back to his feet where he looks down at Page before charging towards the ropes where he delivers a picture-perfect springboard moonsault! Another cover from Raven as the crowd explodes with a huge ovation.


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Page pops a shoulder up off the mat to a pop from the crowd as Raven starts hammering down with right hands to the forehead before he steps back up to his feet. He picks Page up off the mat where he hurls him into a neutral corner! Raven charges in after Page where he eats a reverse elbow that rocks him back out towards the middle of the ring. CCP climbs up on the middle turnbuckle where he leaps off with a spinning reverse elbow to the face of Raven, sending them both crashing down to the mat.


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Raven escapes the near fall to a huge ovation from the crowd which immediately starts shifting towards cheers mixed with boos as Chris Page starts choking Raven with both hands across his throat. The referee starts laying the count to CCP who breaks at the four-count, he goes right back to the choke drawing more boos than cheers while the referee lays the count to CCP a second time. Once again Page breaks at the four-count before stepping back up to a vertical base. The referee admonishes Chris Page who doesn’t acknowledge it. Page stomps away at Raven’s sternum before moving up to James’s forehead.


Chris reaches down, picking Raven up off the mat. He laces Raven across the chest with another stiff knife-edge chop once again echoing throughout Allegiant Stadium. Page lands a second knife-edge chop as James Raven’s chest starts to turn a bright shade of red as Raven backs up into the ropes. Page charges towards the Goat where he looks to send him over the top rope with a clothesline, Raven counters as he sends Page sailing up and over the top rope down to the floor with a back body drop! Raven sizes up Chris Page and as Page starts getting to his feet Raven bounces off the far side gaining a full head of steam where he dives through the top and middle rope with a Suicide Dive crashing into CCP which sends him flying back into the security barrier lower back first to add a little insult to injury.

Raven pops back up to his feet where Atara Themis can be seen ringside watching as Raven takes Page by the hair and drives him face-first off the ring apron before he scoops him up over his shoulder where he charges towards a corner post! Page slides down the back of Raven while shoving him forward sending the Goat smacking face and shoulder first off the steel post! Page rolls into the ring breaking the referee’s count only to roll back out to the floor.


Denzel Porter: That might be the mistake needed right there! Chris Page just posted Raven!


Johnny Hitmaker: That is NOT a prop; it’s straight stainless steel, and last I checked, steel is stronger than bone!


LCP: Thanks Mr Wizard. Any other grass is green facts you want to share?


Page reaches down, picking Raven up off the floor where he sends him crashing right shoulder first into the steel steps. Page snatches the camera from a cameraman placing it on his shoulder…



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More boos than cheers continue to be heard as Page takes the camera off his shoulder where he shoves it back into the chest of the cameraman before turning his attention back around towards James Raven. He reaches down, picking him up off the floor where he tosses him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Page climbs up on the ring apron where he starts to size up Raven from the apron itself as he teases a top rope springboard only to step through the ropes garnering more boos.


Page waits for Raven who starts getting back up to a vertical base. Raven is met with a boot to the midsection where Page quickly sets up for the Page Plant! Raven spins out into a Flight of the Raven attempt that Page counters by slipping out of his grasp while shoving Raven forward bouncing off the ropes and into T-Bone Suplex by CCP! Chris makes the cover hooking the near leg!


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Raven kicks out to a pop from the crowd!


Johnny Hitmaker: I can’t BELIEVE I’m saying this, and I’ll deny it later, but THANK GOD!!


LCP: Dude… it’s being recorded.


Denzel Porter: Yep Millions will be able to see that clip on Youtube and maybe even Tik Toc.


CCP barks out towards the referee as he steps back up to a vertical base, he reaches down picking Raven back up off the mat. Chris locks in a front face lock. He spouts off towards the crowd which proves to be costly as when he attempts to snap off the suplex, Raven blocks and he hoists Page up in the air vertically before dropping straight down into the mat with a Brainbuster Suplex to CCP!


The crowd responds with a huge ovation as both men lay on the mat.


The referee starts to execute his standing ten-count to both men with the crowd counting along with each respective count. It’s at the four-count that Raven starts to stir. He begins to work himself up to one knee before stepping up to a vertical base before backing up into a neutral corner as he sizes up Page who now starts to roll over to his chest. He pushes himself up off the mat as Raven crouches down against the buckles.


Page pushes himself up to his feet where Raven explodes out from the corner with a Spear nearly cutting CCP in half that pops the Stadium!


Denzel Porter: THE DIVEBOMB BY RAVEN!!


Johnny Hitmaker: Chris just found out for himself if he can suck his own dick!


LCP: Graphic…. But also not wrong.


James makes the cover by hooking the near leg.


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Page pops a shoulder up off the mat to a mixed reaction from the over 70,000 that are on hand for this instant classic. It’s Raven who cuts his eyes towards the referee as he is back to both knees before stepping back up to his feet. Raven picks up Page where he hurls him back out to the floor through the ropes. Page lands hard on the protective padding covering the field. Raven steps out to the ring apron as he sizes up Page once again who is starting to get back to his feet.


Raven runs the ring apron where he leaps off with a rolling senton crashing down on top of Page taking him back down to the floor with the Goat’s weight crashing down on top of him. Raven is the first to his feet as the referee starts counting them both out. The crowd responds as Raven yanks up a section of the protective padding exposing the lush green field of the Stadium.


Denzel Porter: What the hell has Raven got on his mind?!?!


Johnny Hitmaker: KILL HIM! KILL HIM, RAVEN!!!


LCP: Oh god…. Another snuff film?!?


James turns his attention back towards Page as he stomps away at his face and upper body before he picks him up off the padding. The crowd responds as Raven positions Page for a Piledriver! Raven picks up CCP, holding him upside down allowing the blood to rush down to his head before spiking him into the field with a Piledriver!


“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” echoes throughout Las Vegas as Raven starts to pick up the dead weight that is CCP. He rolls him into the ring. Raven rolls in as well making another cover.


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The crowd gasps as Page drapes the right boot across the bottom rope to break the count.


Johnny Hitmaker: HOW… in the FUCK…


LCP: I guess you could say this Chris Page guy hasn’t turned the page yet… no? That one didn’t land.


Denzel Porter: Haha, I found it amusing but yes, Page better found himself in a new strategy book. Ok, mine was just as bad.


Raven uses the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet. He stomps down on the back of Page’s neck before reaching down, picking him up off the mat. Raven rocks Page with a stiff European Uppercut knocking Chris back into a neutral corner. Raven charges forward with a step-up knee to the jaw that he follows up with a running bulldog driving Page faces first into the mat!


The crowd roars as Raven kips up to his feet where he backs up into a neutral corner where he starts to slam his right boot down on the mat! With each stomp of the boot the crowd claps along, the faster he stomps the faster they clap while Page is shown working his way back to his feet. He stands and it’s Raven who comes out from the corner with FUCK YOU SHANK Superkick! Page ducks underneath, Raven spins back around walking into a Code Breaker from Page! Both men lay on the mat where the official once again starts to execute his standing ten-count.


Johnny Hitmaker: Time for a much-needed nap for both men!


Denzel Porter: CPR wake them up, it can't end like this.


Both Page and Raven are laid out on the mat as the official continues his count. It’s not until he reaches the count of eight that Page starts to crawl towards Raven where he drapes his left arm over the chest.


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Raven pops a shoulder up off the mat to a thunderous ovation from the crowd.


Johnny Hitmaker: Come on, you’re not gonna win THIS big a match THAT way!



LCP: We’ve all seen matches won with lesser moves.


Denzel Porter: Lewis is an expert.


CCP slowly starts to push himself up off the mat where he gets to his feet while James Raven begins to stir, Page waits for Raven to reach his feet where he drives a boot into the midsection, he hoists up Raven where he delivers a running buckle bomb! Raven bounces off the buckles staggering forward towards CCP who takes a back waist lock and delivers a German Suplex! He rolls through picking himself and Raven up off the mat where a second German Suplex is delivered! He rolls back through picking up himself and Raven where a third and final Release German Suplex is delivered!


CCP rolls under the bottom rope and out to the ring apron where he pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes. The crowd is on fire for the action on display as Chris Page starts to climb up to the top rope.


Johnny Hitmaker: Wouldn’t it be funny if he slipped right about now?


Denzel Porter: I believe it be more pain then funny, especially from that height.


LCP: Old dudes shouldn’t be climbing the ropes like this…


Page sizes up Raven who is laid out on the mat. He stands up on the top turnbuckle where he sets sail with a Diving Headbutt! Raven rolls out of the way, sending Page crashing and burning into the mat! The crowd rallies behind both participants as they are laid out on the mat. The official starts to lay the ten-count. He reaches a six-count before both men start to stir. It’s at the eight-count they each reach a vertical base where Raven comes forward rocking Page with a right hand, Page comes back with a right hand knocking Raven back several feet only to see Raven comeback drilling Page with a vicious open-handed chop that echoes throughout the Stadium that Page sells hardcore with his facial before coming back with a knife-edge chop equally as loud as it echoes throughout the stadium.


Johnny Hitmaker: Now one to the jugular!


Denzel Porter: You can hear that one up in the nosebleeds




Raven comes forward with another vicious knife edge chop across the chest rocking Page backward several feet, Page comes back with a right hand that’s blocked by Raven and countered with a series of right hands that back Page up against the ropes, Raven looks for an Irish Whip, Page reverses and sends Raven bouncing off the near side as he ducks under a Page lariat, Raven runs towards the far side where he springboards off the middle rope with a picture-perfect Moonsault that he transitions into a Reverse DDT driving CCP down into the mat to a huge roar from the Las Vegas crowd.


Raven crawls into the cover with a front press managing to hook the nearest leg.


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Page kicks out to a collective gasp from the crowd! The crowd erupts with a huge ovation directed towards the ring at both competitors.



Johnny Hitmaker: BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!


Denzel Porter:How the hell did he kick out of that?





Raven starts pushing himself back up to his feet, he reaches down picking Page up by the hair where he drives him back into a neutral corner. He then drives several shoulder blocks to the midsection of CCP before following up with another vicious open-handed chop echoing throughout the stadium as Page’s chest is starting to turn a purplish tint.


Raven twists the right arm yanking Page out from the corner into a Guillotine Choke as he jumps on Page, wrapping his legs around the waists as he locks in the Guillotine! Page scrambles towards the ropes only to have Raven shift his weight as he cranks on the Guillotine! The referee is in prime position asking for Page to surrender.


CCP refuses as he drops to one knee while Raven maintains control of Page as he starts to fade while dropping to his other knee and then he goes down to the mat.


Johnny Hitmaker: Could this be the end of someone who totally deserves it?!


LCP: You need to chill a bit Johnny Hitmaker….


The referee raises the left hand of Page up in the air, he drops down to the mat.



Johnny Hitmaker: That’s one floppy arm there, guys!


LCP: Sounds like you know from experience.


The referee reaches down, picking up the left arm again as the crowd is on fire. He raises it up, it drops down to the mat a second time.


Johnny Hitmaker: Fun fact: in early-90’s squash matches, he wouldn’t have gotten this many chances to keep the arm up!


LCP: No one cares about the early 90’s and your hey day Johnny Hitmaker.


Denzel Porter: I love all the generations of wrestling.


The referee reaches down picking up CCP’s arm for the third time, he raises it up in the air, releases it, it drops down towards the mat before shooting back up in the air keeping the match alive.


Johnny Hitmaker: OH COME ON!!!!!!!!


LCP: And we are still going here in this match for the ages.


Denzel Porter: Just giving the fans their money's worth.


The crowd responds as Page gets back to one knee as Raven continues to crank on the guillotine! Page stands up before pancaking down on top of Raven into the mat to break the hold… or did he because Raven transitions into a Triangle Choke!


Johnny Hitmaker: From one submission hold to another! Raven’s ALMOST as good at applying holds as ME!


Denzel Porter: They don't call him The GOAT for no reason Johnny Hitmaker.


The crowd roars as Raven is relentless as the referee is once again starts asking Page to surrender! Chris manages to lock his hands together as he stands back up, hoisting up Raven in the process where he is able to deliver a Running Powerbomb to finally break the hold to a massive ovation from the Las Vegas crowd!


Johnny Hitmaker: I want Chris Page tested for PCP after this match! There’s NO WAY he’s not on the stuff, all that he’s been through and can still pull out a big-time move like that!


LCP: PCP doesn’t do what you think it does… I would know.


Denzel Porter: I didn't even think to do a drug test, now that you mention it.


LCP: I’ve got my ways around them.


Both Page and Raven are on the mat as the referee starts to lay the count to both men as the crowd once again begins a “THIS IS AWESOME!” chant. Raven starts to stir followed by Page, Raven is the first to a vertical base followed by Page. Raven looks for a running clothesline, Page ducks, Raven spins around into CCP and his own version of FUCK YOU, SHANK!


Raven crumbles to the mat with Page coming down on top of him with a back press hooking the near leg!


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Raven kicks out to a massive ovation from the over 70,000 fans that occupy the stadium.


Johnny Hitmaker: OH!!! I was not ready to have to console Ms. Themis!


Denzel Porter: An angry Atara is not good for anyone.


Page sits on the mat shaking his head as the referee shows him two fingers. Chris gets back up to his feet, he reaches down picking Raven up off the mat. He drives a boot to the midsection where he looks to deliver the Page Plant, Raven spins out for a second time only this time he blasts Page with his own version of a Judas Effect to the jaw of Page dropping him where he stands!


Johnny Hitmaker: This has GOT to be it for REAL this time!!

Denzel Porter: It has to be!


The crowd responds favorably as Raven drops down into the cover.



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Page pops a shoulder off the mat to another ovation from the crowd!


Johnny Hitmaker: SON!!! OF A BITCH!!!


Denzel Porter: Chris Page simply will not die!


LCP: Can’t win on someone else’s move in a big match like this… that’s like day one shit Johnny Hitmaker.


Raven cuts his eyes towards the referee as he begins working his way to a vertical base. He stomps away at Page’s chest before backing himself up into a neutral corner. Raven steps up to the middle rope, he raises his right hand up in the air turning it into a fist. Raven gazes at his fist before cocking it as he shifts his gaze down towards Page where he leaps off the middle rope with the damnedest second rope fist drop one has ever witnessed as the crowd erupts!


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Page shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a massive gasp from the crowd as Raven smirks.


Johnny Hitmaker: THAT’S NOT ENOUGH, YOU FUCK!! STOP SCREWING AROUND WITH LATE-80’S MOVES!!


Denzel Porter: I see you are just as invested as the fans are, these two legends are making magic in the ring.


Raven slides back towards a neutral corner as he starts to size up Page as we see CCP roll over to his chest pushing himself up off the mat, and as he does Raven comes out from the corner looking to hit Flight of the Raven! Page pushes Raven forward sending him bouncing off the ropes where Raven ducks a Page lariat, Page spins around and is met with FUCK YOU, SHANK that brings a massive eruption from the crowd!


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Page escapes the near fall at the final moment before the hand of the official slaps the mat for that all important three count.


Johnny Hitmaker: This is LITERALLY killing me, Mr. P! How many more times can we see them doing that same move over and over again before they realize they can’t beat each other with it?!


Denzel Porter: It's their will to continue.


LCP: I’m with the crowd on this one Johnny Hitmaker. I’m on the edge of my seat and I might need a new pair of shorts after this.


The crowd breaks back out into a “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!” chant directed towards the ring at both competitors while we see Raven beginning to get back to a vertical base. He reaches down picking Page up off the mat where he takes him back into the ropes before shooting him across the ring towards the ropes, as Page bounces off the ropes he latches onto the top rope which prompts Raven to charge towards Page who elevates Raven over the top rope seeing him land on the ring apron. Page spins around where he catches a shoulder block to the midsection through the ropes by Raven that doubles him over. James slingshots over the top rope looking for a slingshot DDT that Page blocks as he wraps his arms around the top rope sending Raven crashing down to the mat.


Page snatches the right ankle of Raven where he locks in an Ankle Lock submission!


The referee is in position as he starts asking Raven to surrender while Page cranks violently on the right ankle! Raven refuses as pain is etched across his face while Page continues to apply the pressure to the hold.


Johnny Hitmaker: You let him break your ankle if you need to, Raven, but DO NOT QUIT!!!


Denzel Porter: This would be a first for Raven if he quits, but I don't believe he has that on his mind.


The referee asks Raven once again to surrender and once again he refuses as Page screams out for Raven to Tap Out. The crowd’s in a frenzy as Page drops down to the mat trapping the right leg of Raven’s with his own as he continues to crank on the ankle of Raven who refused to surrender! The crowd is on fire as Raven starts to inch his way towards the ropes!


Johnny Hitmaker: I don’t like his odds, being in that move for so long.


Denzel Porter:I don't know it looks like Raven is using everything he has to break this hold.


LCP: He will get there. Goats are notoriously stubborn. *Turns around to the crowd and laughs at his horrible joke*


The closer and closer he gets the louder and louder the crowd responds until he is fingertips away while Page refuses to let go of the hold in the attempt to get a tap out. The referee is in prime position as Raven’s hand suddenly goes up off the mat!


Johnny Hitmaker: OH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-


Denzel Porter:Holy Shit!

LCP: *Turning back from the crowd* What did I miss?


Raven nearly taps out but snatches the bottom rope to a thunderous ovation from the crowd as the referee immediately calls for the break which Page does upon request. Raven slips out to the floor where he has a limp on the right ankle that he tries to walk off but is spun around by Page who immediately hurls him right back into the ring. Page slides back in after Raven where he gets back to his feet before stomping down several times on the right ankle of Raven before reaching down to pick him up off the mat to find Raven snagging an inside cradle!



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Page escapes the near fall with a kick out. He’s the first to his feet where he once again reaches down to pick Raven up off the mat who counters the pickup attempt with a jawbreaker that sends Page back into the ropes where he bounces forward into a T-Bone Suplex by Raven!


Johnny Hitmaker: Do Ravens even HAVE t-bones?


Denzel Porter: I'll leave that answer up to Lewis.

LCP: Uhhhhhh I’m gonna go with….yes?


Page and Raven are both laid out on the mat as the official starts laying the count to both men once again. He reaches the five-count before Raven starts to stir. Raven reaches his feet at the eight-count as we see Page roll out to the floor breaking one ten-count while forcing a new one while Raven limps over towards the ropes. He waits for a few seconds, and as Page starts to turn around towards the ring Raven slingshots himself over the top rope down on top of CCP with a flying cross-body block taking Page down with James Raven crashing down on top of him.


The crowd roars as Raven pops back up to his feet where he snatches both the legs of CCP, he falls backward catapulting Page face first off the ring post! The smack echoes throughout the Stadium as Page crumbles down to the floor with Raven starting to get himself back up to his feet. He comes around the corner of the ring to find CCP a crimson mask as the steel split his forehead wide open!


Johnny Hitmaker: That’s RIGHT, you arrogant jagoff! Bleed!


Denzel Porter: MY GOD HE'S BUSTED WIDE OPEN!


LCP: It’s sooooo red.


Raven reaches down, picking Page up off the floor where he hurls him back into the ring before climbing up on the ring apron where he starts to climb up to the top turnbuckle. Page rolls out towards the center of the ring as Raven sizes up Page where he leaps off the top rope with a Diving Elbow Drop across the sternum of Page! The crowd roars as Raven makes the cover by hooking the near leg!


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Page shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a huge gasp from the crowd!


Johnny Hitmaker: WHAT MORE DOES RAVEN HAVE TO DO TO KEEP PISS CAGE DOWN?!


Denzel Porter: Both men must be getting desperate and frustrated at this point.


LCP: When I get desperate I just reach for a can of “Fresh To Death” energy drink….


Denzel Porter: They didn’t pay for that sponsorship…


LCP: Mah Bad D.


Raven has a look of shock etched on his face as he looks down at a bloody Chris Page while the crowd is on fire for what’s unfolded in front of their very eyes. James Raven steps up to his feet where he stomps on the bloody forehead of Page. He reaches down, picking up CCP off the mat. Raven takes Page back into a neutral corner where he lands a stiff European Uppercut, he takes Page shooting him across the ring into the opposite set of buckles.


Page lands against the buckles as we see James Raven charge across the ring where he is looking for Divebomb!


Page manages to side step Raven at the final second which sends James diving through the top and middle rope where he drives his right shoulder into the ring post! Page whips some blood from his forehead, he pulls Raven back into the ring where he hits a backstabber! Chris Page and James Raven lay on the mat where the referee starts to lay the count to both men once again.


Johnny Hitmaker: Another opportunity for a bit of a nap for the two.


LCP: In my expert opinion, napping during matches isn’t a good way to win.



The referee reaches the seven count before Chris Page crawls over draping an arm over the chest of James Raven.



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Raven shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a massive gasp from the crowd as the crowd erupts with a huge “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!” directed at Page and Raven yet again as it’s so loud in Las Vegas you can hardly hear yourselves think. Chris Page starts pushing himself up off the mat to one knee, he steps up to a vertical base as he backs away from Raven, measuring him as he starts to roll over to his chest on the mat.


Johnny Hitmaker: Okay, NOW the fans’ chants are justified!


Denzel Porter:I couldn't agree more this Main Event is living up to it's legendary hype.


Raven starts to push himself up to one knee, he steps up to his feet where Page comes forward with a Judas Effect elbow strike!


Raven crumbles down to the mat with Page collapsing down on top of him!



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Raven kicks out!!


Johnny Hitmaker: Solely pure instinct at this point from James Raven.


Denzel Porter: A Raven always knows they say.


LCP: I thought it was something else….


The noise from the crowd is insanely loud as Page gets to both knees before pounding the mat out of frustration. Ringside we see Atara Themis standing clapping her hands while at the top of the ramp we see participants from tonight’s matches bringing chairs out and taking seats at the top of the ramp.


Johnny Hitmaker: Oh, THERE’S Atara! Ms. Themis! Over here!! Look at me!! I’m cheering for James Raven!


Johnny Hitmaker tried hiding a look of disgust.


Denzel Porter: Everyone is coming out to see this Classic.


LCP: I’m not giving up my seat.


Page steps up to his feet where he starts to size up James Raven. He calls for the Page Plant garnering a louder reception from the Las Vegas crowd. Page reaches down, picking Raven up off the mat. He puts him in position with his head between his legs before underhooking both arms of James Raven!


Raven suddenly spins out of the Page Plant attempt while countering with a FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!


Both Page and Raven are once again laid out on the mat with Raven starting to crawl towards Page where he’s able to roll him over and execute the cover with a side press, hooking the nearest leg.


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Page kicks out to a huge ovation from the sold out crowd. The state of shock reverberates throughout Sin City as Raven can’t even believe it as he hits both knees where he holds out three fingers.


Johnny Hitmaker: He’s holding up how many brain cells Page has left! What a guy!


Denzel Porter: I'm almost certain that is not the reason.


LCP: But he’s also not wrong.


The referee shows James two fingers and motions a shoulder pop which has the Goat shaking his head in disbelief. The crowd roars loudly for both participants as Raven is the first to start making his way back up to a vertical base as Chris Page is shown rolling towards the ropes where he rolls out to the ring apron before rolling off the apron where he lands on his feet.


Raven rushes across the ring for a baseball slide dropkick, Page spins around and yanks the ring apron back trapping Raven’s lower body between the apron and the apron skirt exposing his upper body where Page starts to unload with a flurry of right hands before taking Raven by the head where he repeatedly drives him face first off the apron five times before Raven drops down to the floor.


Page raises up the apron where he picks up Raven, he hurls him back into the ring.


Page climbs up on the ring apron where he steadies himself as he sizes up James Raven. CCP springboards off the top rope with an unbelievable 450 Splash crashing down on top of James Raven! The crowd explodes as Page executes the cover hooking the far leg!



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Raven kicks out as this rollercoaster ride continues!


Johnny Hitmaker: You can’t lose with Atara at ringside! It’ll emasculate you!!!


Denzel Porter: Nobody likes to lose in front of the one they love.


LCP: Eh…. They get used to it eventually.



Page makes his way back up to his feet where he immediately picks up James Raven where he sets him up and delivers the HIGH TIMES Flip Piledriver spiking Raven head first into the canvas! Page signals “THAT’S IT!” as he makes the cover hooking both legs of James Raven!


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JAMES RAVEN KICKS OUT to a MASSIVE ovation from the crowd!


Johnny Hitmaker: HOW?????


Denzel Porter: GOAT RAVEN


LCP: You See Johnny Hitmaker if you get your shoulder up before three the match continues. It’s not that hard really.


Page, dried blood on his face as he steps back up to his feet. Page reaches down, picking Raven up off the mat where he drives him back into a neutral corner. Page laces Raven across the chest with a stiff knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the stadium. He sets Raven up and delivers a second knife-edge chop that’s louder than the first.


Page hoists Raven up to a seated position on the top turnbuckle.


He decks Raven with a right hand before stepping up to the middle rope. He locks in a front face lock before stepping up to the very top rope. The crowd starts to buzz as Page picks Raven up to a standing position, both men are standing on the top rope.


Johnny Hitmaker: Ohhhhhh, be careful, everyone but Page!


Denzel Porter:This is going to end badly.


LCP: So if it ends badly does this match end? Because if it doesn’t I vote for them not to do this.


Page has Raven set for a Superplex that sees Raven hoist Page up and send both men crashing down to the canvas with a Falcon Arrow off the top! “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” explodes from all over the stadium!


Johnny Hitmaker: Somebody call the paramedics - Raven just killed Page for real this time!


Denzel Porter:God I hope not I will be liable for this.


LCP: Nah waivers and such D, you’re good.



The official starts to lay the count to both men as they are laid out. Reaction shots from various shots of the crowd as well as some of the talent that are gathered at the top of the ramp. The referee hits the five count and neither man is moving.


Johnny Hitmaker: Ohhhhhkay now, Raven, fun’s fun, but it’s time to get up now!

Denzel Porter: That took a lot out of them and that count is not stopping.


The referee’s count reaches eight before Raven starts to crawl towards Page’s prone body where he drops his right arm over the chest.


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CHRIS PAGE KICKS OUT!



Johnny Hitmaker: I’m OFFICIALLY sick to my STOMACH!!


Denzel Porter: My heart can't take any much more of this excitement. I haven't felt like this since the Patriots came back against the Falcons.


LCP: What’s that a reference to? I don’t get it.



“LET’S GO RAVEN! CCP! LET’S GO RAVEN! CCP!” chants start to duel back and forth getting louder and louder as these two legends have given us everything they have. Raven begins to stir as he rolls over onto his back while taking some deep breaths while we see Page starting to slowly stir as well. The chants from the crowd get louder and louder while we see Raven slowly starting to get back to his feet while Page pushes himself up off the mat.


Both men reach their feet breaking the referee’s count.


It’s Raven who decks Page rocking him back several feet.


Page comes forward with a hard right hand rocking Raven back several feet.


Raven gathers himself and comes back with another hard right hand rocking Page back for a second time.


Page comes back with an open-handed chop across the chest of Raven!


Johnny Hitmaker: Page has got the ketchup on his face; all that’s missing are those chops… PORK chops, that is!!


Johnny Hitmaker laughs.


Denzel Porter: I love a good pork sandwich.


LCP: Oh we getting food? I’ll take a burger.


Raven comes back swinging with a right hand, Page ducks and looks to deliver a Side Suplex, Raven flips over the back of Page where he lands on his feet, Page spins around into another Flight of the Raven attempt! Page shoves Raven off and into the ropes where he bounces off and into a boot to the midsection from Page who underhooks the arms and plants Raven with the PAGE PLANT!

Las Vegas explodes as Page rolls the Goat over onto his back executing a front press hooking the far leg!


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RAVEN POPS A SHOULDER UP OFF THE MAT!


Johnny Hitmaker: FUCK YOU, PAGE!!!


Denzel Porter: James Raven is not going quietly into the night.


LCP: That looks like just a normal ass suplex…. What’s the big deal?


Insanity overcomes the stadium in Las Vegas as this historic battle indeed continues! Chris Page slides back into a corner in a seated position with complete and utter shock on his face, he starts to question himself with what to do next in an attempt to slay the Goat. We see Page roll out to the floor where he drops down to one knee, tossing back the ring apron.

Chris reaches under the ring where he pulls out a Barbedwire Wrapped Steel Chair!


Johnny Hitmaker: See, I KNEW he couldn’t do it without a crutch!!


Denzel Porter: Desperate times call for desperate measures.


Page slides the Barbedwire Wrapped Chair into the ring before sliding back into the ring under the bottom rope. Page gets to his feet where he reaches down picking up the barbed-wire wrapped chair. The crowd starts to boo intently as Page looks down at Raven with the referee desperately trying to get Page to unarm himself.


Chris tilts his head towards the referee where he raises the chair to swing at him causing him to bail out to the floor. Chris turns his attention back towards Raven where he walks over, barbed-wire wrapped chair in hand. He looks at the chair, back at Raven who starts pushing himself up off the mat to all fours. Page raises the chair in the air above his head… but he can’t swing it down across Raven’s back! Page walks towards the ropes tossing the chair out to the floor.


Johnny Hitmaker: His battery’s at 1%!


Denzel Porter: This match has drained both of them.


LCP: I only get drained in one way…. And Pheely isn’t here right now. And I’m all amped up on “Fresh…”


Denzel Porter: I already told you.


LCP: Can’t get mad at me for trying.


CCP spins back around to pick up Raven only to see Raven has rolled out to the ring apron where he springboards off the top rope with a Springboard Flight of the Raven! Las Vegas erupts but Raven isn’t capable of making the cover.


Johnny Hitmaker: PIN HIM!! PIN HIM, YOU SONOVABITCH!!!


Denzel Porter: They out of juice.


LCP: You got the Juice now…. Y’all ever see that movie?


Several critical seconds pass before Raven executes the cover hooking the far leg.




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Page is close enough to the ropes where he drapes his left leg across the bottom rope breaking the count of the official to a massively loud gasp from the crowd.


Johnny Hitmaker pounds his fist onto the desk and wails.


Johnny Hitmaker: HE WAITED TOO LONG!!!


Denzel Porter: Too much time was given for Page to recover.



Raven sees the left leg on the rope where he pulls it off hooking it back!


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Page kicks out to a massive gasp from the crowd in Las Vegas and the dismay of all the talent at the top of the ramp! The gasp transitions back into another chant of “THIS IS AWESOME!” in unison from all over the Stadium.


Johnny Hitmaker: You know something, guys? I think this IS awesome!


Denzel Porter: I'm happy finally came around to our side.


LCP: It’s a fleeting thought D, he will be back to normal in a moment.


The referee starts to once again lay the standing ten-count to both competitors in the ring. He reaches a seven count before Raven gets to one knee while Page saves himself once again by rolling out to the floor under the ropes out to the floor where he drops to one knee as he tries to get himself up to his feet. Raven is up where he sizes up Page, he bounces off the far side where he gains a full head of steam diving through the top and middle rope with a Suicide Dive only he dives into a stiff jumping European Uppercut from Page knocking Raven out of midair!


Page seizes the moment as he picks up Raven and hurls him back into the ring.

Page pulls himself together as he slides back into the ring himself where he gets to a vertical base. Page picks up Raven where he attempts a Flight of the Raven! Raven shoves Page away, Page spins around into a boot to the midsection by Raven who sets Page up for a Page Plant. Page counters with a double leg takedown!


Raven pops back up to his feet where he walks into a FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN by Chris Page!



Johnny Hitmaker: Please be over, please be over, please be over-


Denzel Porter: IT'S GOT TO BE!


LCP: I said it earlier. Can’t win like that. It’s a cardinal sin.



Chris Page rolls James Raven over, executing the cover and hooking the near leg.


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Raven kicks out at the very last possible second to a thunderous shock from the massive crowd! Chris Page rolls off Raven as he pushes himself up and back to a vertical base. Page reaches down picking up Raven. He takes him back into a neutral corner where he shoots him across the ring and into the opposite buckles.


Page charges across the ring where he eats a reverse elbow by Raven that rocks him back out towards the center, Raven comes out from the corner with a boot to the midsection of Page where he drives Chris Page into the mat with a PAGE PLANT!



Johnny Hitmaker: Please don’t be over, please don’t be over, please don’t be over-


Denzel Porter: I thought you just wanted it to be over?


LCP: Told you he’d flip flop.



Raven rolls over Page making the cover, hooking the leg!

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Chris Page kicks out!



Johnny Hitmaker: Raven needs to up the ante by busting some, if not all of Page’s teeth!!


LCP: I would like to see that.


The crowd is rocking in Las Vegas as this tremendous Main Event rages on. James Raven and Chris Page have left everything in the ring as we see Raven get back to his feet first as the crowd roars with approval as he is followed by Page. The two gladiators gaze across the ring at each other as they both raise up their fists garnering a louder ovation from the crowd…


DING….
DING….
DING…


Ring Announcer: 60 MINUTE TIME LIMIT HAS EXPIRED!!



“Ladies and Gentleman, the sixty minute time limit has expired… This match is ruled a Time Limit Draw.”

A mixed reception from the crowd is heard as Page and Raven lower their fists.


Johnny Hitmaker: ……………………………..what


Denzel Porter: THIS CAN NOT END LIKE THIS.


LCP: Wait this is a thing?



The two men walk towards the center of the ring where they engage in a heated staredown as the crowd starts to stand and give a standing ovation to both of these two greats. No words are exchanged between the two, Page offers his hand. Raven looks down at Page’s hand then up at Page before finally shaking Chris’s hand.

Page raises Raven’s arm in the air…



Johnny Hitmaker: What a SICKENING display of “sportsmanship”!


Denzel Porter: Great show of respect for both men.


LCP: No one raises my hand in defeat.



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James Raven knows the tune… he cuts his eyes towards Chris Page who backs away into a neutral corner. All attention diverted towards the top of the ramp at all of the talents that have gathered. They start to part like the red seas as the emergence of RANMA SAOTOME is seen sauntering out to the top of the ramp.


Denzel Porter: That.. that’s… That’s RANMA SAOTOME!


Johnny Hitmaker: He hasn’t been seen in nearly eight years!! He’s on his way to the ring!


LCP: The anime character?


Ranma Saotome, walks past the talent as he and James Raven lock eyes. James Raven backs across the ring as Ranma reaches ringside where he climbs up on the ring apron. Ranma cuts his attention towards Chris Page who applauds him.


He slowly tilted his head back towards James Raven before stepping through the ropes and into the ring! “Finale” by SADS fades out leaving a solid chant of “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” echoing throughout the stadium. Ranma and Page share a bump of the fist before Chris steps out of the ring dropping down to the floor as Ranma and James Raven take center stage with a staredown that leads to Night Two of the Denzel Porter Invitational to a close.

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