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Night Two of Relentless takes the air live on Pay-Per-View…








































The massive crowd ERUPTS!



”The opening contest of RELENTLESS NIGHT TWO is the second of Three Stages of Hell and is a NO HOLDS BARRED MATCH!”


All attention diverts to the top of the ramp.


”Introducing first, he enters tonight trailing 0-1 and is a MUST win situation. He is ROBERT “THE OMEGA” MAIN!”


The crowd erupts louder as Robert Main limps through the curtain and out to the top rope the ramp. His knee is heavily taped following last night’s brutal Ironman Match.


HHL: All eyes are locked on Robert Main as he enters tonight in a must-win situation as Tig Ol Bitties said during the introduction. Pip, if Main loses tonight his career is done.


Pip: Tonight is the crowning achievement for Chris Page; last night he took apart Robert’s knee and then put Main in a No Holds Barred Match! No rules, the only way to win is pinfall or submission. Robert Main is literally a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest!


Robert certainly wears the wounds of last night’s war as he makes his way towards the ringside area. The fans showing their respect along the way. Main reaches ringside where he rolls into the ring where he has to use the ropes to pull himself to his feet while keeping his right knee as straight as possible.


HHL: Has CCP really pulled this off? Has he devised the perfect game plan to eliminate Robert Main?


Pip: It looks like we are about to find out.


The lights go out causing the crowd to get louder and louder the longer the blackout lasts.































A massive mixed reception rings out from all over as a single spotlight hits the top of the ramp. White and Green strobe lights begin to flicker from all over. The reaction grows louder as Chris Page is shown walking out to the top of the ramp with Miss Fury on his arm. The power couple stop under the spotlight where they share a kiss with Chris saying the words.


” I love you.”


There’s a second kiss before Miss Fury mouths the words back before turning and walking back through the curtain leaving Chris to turn his attention towards the ring where he locks in on Robert Main.


HHL: It’s all business now.


The crowd responds as Page starts to walking at a slow pace towards the ring as he and Robert do not break eye contact.


Pip: You can see Page’s forehead is bandaged from last night’s Ironman Match, which let’s face the facts, it stole the show, but while Page lost some blood he was a pitbull on Main’s right knee, and now he can use anything at his disposal on a wounded Robert Main. Doesn’t look good if I am the Omega.


HHL: Over fifty-thousand strong are on hand as Page exudes confidence, taking his time getting to the ring, making Robert think about what his next move is going to be.


Pip: Oh you teed that one right up but I’ll give you a pass on this one, only because it’s too easy.


Chris reaches the ringside area as he climbs up on the ring apron and stares across the ring at Robert. Page is in jeans, black combat boots as he removes his ring jacket and drops it down to the floor. He reaches in the right pocket of his jeans where he pulls out a roll of white athletic tape.

Chris starts to tape his right hand heavily before moving over to the left. Once both fists are taped he tosses the roll into the crowd before stepping through the ropes and into the ring. The lights draw back up as “Judas” fades away.


HHL: Here we go!


The referee calls for the bell.







The crowd at Guaranteed Rate Field erupts as the opening bell sounds. We get a “LET’S GO MAIN” by his faithful followed by a “CCP!” from Chris’s fanbase. Chris points at Robert’s knee before motioning using his hands that he’s going to break it.


Pip: It’s Page versus Main Part Two- NO HOLDS BARRED


The referee steps back into a neutral corner as Chris walks out towards the middle of the ring calling Robert out motioning with both hands. Robert starts to limp out towards Page who begins to circle around Main before shooting in after the right knee! Main draws his leg back but Page easily snatches it taking Robert down to the mat where he begins dropping repeated elbows across the right knee!

Page drops four elbows before shifting to holding up the right leg where he starts stomping away at the right knee with repeated stomps! There’s nothing the referee can do but look on as Chris reaches down picking Main up off the mat where he hurls him with ease out through the ropes and down to the floor!


HHL: It certainly didn’t take it long to spill out to the floor.


Pip: I don’t see why you seem so shocked especially when CCP told us all that this was going to be Robert’s public execution.


Page drops down to the mat and rolls out to the floor where he reaches down picking Main up off the floor only to be gouged in the eyes! Main jabs Page in the ribcage before taking him and bouncing him face first off the ring apron! Main takes Page and hurls him into the barricade! Main is able to hammer Page with a right hand before ripping the bandage off his forehead!

Main swings with a right, Page blocks before kicking the right knee out from under Main!

Page looks to kick Main in the face, Main evades! Page spins back around where Main lands a right handed thrust to the throat before snatching Page by the hair where he drives him face first off the ring steps!


HHL: Main is going to have to try and end this one as early as possible.


Main drops to one knee tossing up the ring apron where he pulls out a steel chair. Main comes forward swinging the chair at Page’s head, Page throws his head up causing Robert to smash the chair into the top of the steel steps.

Robert spins around where Page kicks the right knee out from underneath him as Page’s stitched forehead has been opened back up. Page snatches the chair from Main and as Robert stands up he’s jabbed in the midsection which doubles him over for Page to waffle across the back of Main sending him falling down to the padding surrounding the ringside area.

Page raises the chair up in the air garnering more boos than cheers. He slides the chair into the ring before picking Robert up by the hair. Page screams in the face of Main.


” I’m going to end you TONIGHT!


Page hurls the injured Main back into the ring under the bottom rope. He slides into the ring where he pushes himself up to his feet. Chris picks up the steel chair where he cracks Main across the back a second time as he reaches all fours knocking Robert back down to the mat. Main rolls over on to his back as Chris positions himself over the right knee of Main.

He raises the chair up in the air before looking to jab the the rounded end down into the knee cap of Main! Robert throws his leg out of the way causing Page to drive the chair down into the mat and quickly locks in a Triangle Choke!


HHL: Triangle Choke from Robert Main!


The crowd cheers more than boos as Main locks in the Triangle like a madman as we see Page squirm in order to free himself! The referee comes out from the corner and slides into position where he asks Page to surrender while looking for a tap out.


Pip: Main digging out some new tricks within the early goings of what is going to be his final match in the XWF.


Page manages to reach with his free hand where he gouges the eyes of Main breaking the triangle as Robert reaches for his eyes which allows Page to snatch the right leg and quickly step over into a Single Legged Crab! The referee slides over looking down at Main asking him to surrender. Page cranks on the leg and knee as Robert screams out in pain.


HHL: This is going to get a lot worse for Main unless he can figure something out.


Pip: This plan from the mind of CCP start unfolding last night. He knew what he was doing when he isolate that right leg and now it’s all coming full circle. This is great! We are seeing the demise of Robert Main in front of our very eyes.


The referee once again asks Main to surrender and again he refuses as we see Chris continue cranking on the Single Leg Crab. A majority of the crowd rally behind Main as they start chanting his name which is quickly silenced as Page stands up before hoisting Main’s right leg up into the air before smashing it down into the mat. Boo’s fill the Stadium as Chris Page throws up the middle fingers on both his hands towards the hostile crowd. Page turns back around where he reaches down picking Robert up off the mat where he takes him back into a corner. Page props Main’s right leg over the middle rope before stomping away violently at the knee like a rabid pitbull!

The referee is powerless as Page lands six or seven violent kicks to the knee before bringing a hobbling Robert Main out towards the center of the ring only to deliver a knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the Stadium that sends Main crashing back down to the mat. Page backs up into a neutral corner where he climbs up on the middle rope. He looks down at Main before setting sail with a one of the most devastating high risk moves off all time… Second Rope Fist Drop!

Main rolls out of the way sending Page dropping the dreaded fist drop into the mat! The crowd pops as Robert starts to push himself up to his feet where he snatches the steel chair! Page gets up holding his right fist leaving him exposed for Main to smash the chair so hard into Page’s forehead the chair dents and wraps across his cranium! The crowd responds favorably as Page falls backward down to the mat!


HHL: You talk about a knock-out shot!


The ovation grows as Main staggers forward dropping down into the cover on Page!


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Page shoots a shoulder up off the mat to a massive gasp from the crowd. Camera’s get a tight shot of Page’s forehead which is busted openly badly with that chair shot. Main starts to roll towards the ropes where he manages to roll out to the floor dropping down to his left knee where he reaches under the ring pulling out a Table!


Pip: Main might actually have a shot here!


Robert starts to set the table up on the floor as the crowd continues to cheer wildly while inside the ring the bloody face of Chris Page is seen as he rolls towards the other side of the ring under the bottom rope and out to the floor.

Robert flips the table over before turning around back towards the ring only to find it empty. Page is shown on his side of the ring crawling underneath as Robert starts to limp around the ringside area looking for him in the process.

Robert comes around the ring where the fans get his attention. A group point under the ring which causes Robert to point at the apron that garners a thunderous ovation from the crowd. Robert. We see Main limp over where he tosses the ring apron back only to be shot in the face with a Fire Extinguisher!


HHL: Page with a fire extinguisher from under the ring!


Chris Page emerges back out from under the ring with a Barbwire Wrapped Steel Chair!


Pip: We’ve seen this before… it looks like things are about to get way worse for Robert Main.


Page emerges out from under the ring with the Barbwire Wrapped Steel Chair. He gets back to his feet as Main is temporarily blinded from the fire extinguisher which allows Page to waffle Main in the face with the Barbwire Wrapped Chair! The shot busts Main open in several places on his forehead as he collapses to the padding around the ring!

Page holds up the barbwire-wrapped chair for all to see drawing massive boos from the Chicago crowd.

Page tosses the chair into the ring before turning his attention back towards Main where he screams out at his former partner.


” ARE WE HAVING FUN YET?!?!


Page snatches up Main by the hair before hurling him back into the ring. Page slides in after Main where he gets back up to a vertical. Page unbuckles his belt buckle before yanking it from the belt loops. He starts smacking Main across his chest causing Main to roll over to his stomach and expose his back to more lashing from Chris Page!


HHL: This is the most vile, the most vicious I have ever see CCP!


Pip: He’s a man possessed with exercising the demon that is Robert Main.


Page throws his belt to the mat before turns his attention back towards the Barbwire Wrapped Steel Chair. He walks over to it, reaches down and picks it up off the mat. Page turns towards Main where he rushes towards him using the chair as an elbow as he attempts to drive it into the forehead of Main!

Robert rolls out of the way causing Page to miss and drive the chair down into the mat!

Robert finds a way back to his feet where he is able to hit a left-footed Curb Stomp driving Page face first down into the Barbwire Wrapped Chair! Main falls backward on to the mat as he starts pounding on his right knee before willing himself into rolling Page over making a cover.


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Page kicks out to a huge gasp from the crowd! Robert reaches both knees as the blood flows down the side of his face. Robert slowly starts to negotiate his way back up to his feet where he takes the barbwire wrapped chair and lays it over the face of Chris Page. Main picks up the regular chair and starts smashing it into the barbwire wrapped chair placed over Page’s face!

Repeated shot after shot after shot is delivered as the crowd roars for Main with every shot into the barbwire wrapped chair! Main tosses the regular chair down to the mat before ripping the barbwire wrapped chair exposing the now blood-soaked face of Chris Page! Page starts to roll towards the ropes where he rolls out to the ring apron as Main hobbles across the ring! Main reaches the ropes where he steps out to the ring apron.

Page is shown pulling himself up by the ropes before Main snatches Page by the throat! Main hoists Page up in the air where he Chokeslams Page off the ring apron through the table he set up previously! The Chicago crowd erupts with a massive ovation as Main looks down at a bloody Page laying within the debris of the table.


HHL: OH MY GOD!!


We get an obligatory “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” chant as Robert drops down to a seated position on the apron before getting on the floor. The crowd continues to chant as Robert staggers towards Page. He reaches down picking Chris up out of the debris of the broken table. Robert rolls the bloody Chris Page back into the ring. He rolls in after him making another cover.


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Page pops a shoulder up off the mat to a huge gasp from the crowd.


Pip: Night One was about professional wrestling, Night Two is about nothing more than a fight between Robert Main and Chris Page. Who’s body is going to be able to take the most amount of punishment.


Robert starts to make his way back up to his feet. He reaches down picking up Chris Page by his blood soaked hair, as he picks up Page we see Chris land a low blow! The crowd erupts with massive boos as Main falls backward to the mat clutching his groin. The referee checks in on both Page and Main before backing away while Page slowly negotiates his way to his feet.

Page snatches up the right leg of Main where he drags him towards a neutral corner.

Page drops down to the mat rolling out to the floor where he pulls Main towards the ring post by the legs. Page takes the right leg of Main where he wraps it around the ring post! Page takes Main’s right leg and wraps it around the ring post a second time and then a third before locking in a Figure Four around the ring post!


Pip: Going back to that Night One well with the Figure Four around the ring post! There’s nothing the referee can do but look on!


Robert screams out in severe pain as Page continues with the figure four around the ring post for as long as he can hold it before he releases the hold dropping down to the floor before starting to get to his feet. Page snatches the right leg of Main where he snatches off the bandages and then the knee brace before tossing it to the ground.


HHL: Both men have lost a lot of blood, and now Main’s brace has been removed!


Page goes under the ring where he pulls out a large black sack. He puts the black sack in the corner before sliding back into the ring. He gets back to his feet where his attention draws towards the Barbwire Chair. Page picks up the Barbwire Wrapped Chair as he waits for Main to start pushing himself back up to his feet only to have Page violently smash him in the skull with the barbwire wrapped chair dropping Main to the mat!

The boos ring out from all over as CCP tosses the chair down to the mat.

Page reaches down picking up his belt. He snatches Main up off the mat where he wraps the belt around the throat of Main before hurling him over the top rope essentially hanging Robert Main!


Pip: Main’s being hung by Page!


The referee steps out to the ring apron asking Robert to surrender! He refuses as Page cranks back with all he’s got to the degree the belt snaps and Main falls down to the floor!


HHL: Thank goodness that belt snapped or Main would have passed out, and his career would be over.


Page rolls over to the floor where he stomps on the back of Main’s head before he makes his way to the set of steel steps. Chris separates the steps where he picks up the top portion of the stairs themselves. He measures Main who starts to get back up pulling himself using the ropes and ring apron. Page charges towards Robert looking the smash him in the face!

Main counters with a drop toe hold that sends Page falling face first down into the steel steps!

Page rolls off the top portion of the stairs as Main drags himself back away from Page where starts to get back up to his feet. Main limps heavily towards Page where he reaches down picking up Page where he drives his bloody face first off the ring apron before being thrown back into the ring. Main slowly slides back into the ring where he uses the ropes to get back up his feet before backing up into a neutral corner.

Main steps up on the middle ropes where pain is firmly etched upon his face.

Main looks down on Page where he leaps off with an Ice Pick Elbow drop! Main makes the cover hooking the nearest leg.


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Page kicks out yet again to a massive gasp from the crowd.


HHL: What the hell does Robert Main have to do to score the victory?!?!


Pip: Simple answer, nothing.


Robert gets back to his feet where he limps over to Page. He reaches down picking Chris up off the mat. He nails Page with a hard right hand second Chris back into a neutral corner. Main comes forward where he steps up on the middle rope where he starts hammering down with right hands to the face of Page. The crowd counts along and as lands six Page hooks up both legs of Main before running out from the corner delivering a running powerbomb!

Both men lay on the mat for several seconds before Chris is able to make a cover hooking the right leg.


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Main manages to escape to a huge pop from the crowd! Page wipes a lot of blood from his face as he starts to get to his feet. There’s a mixed reception as Page calls for the Page Plant!


Pip: Kiss your career goodbye Robert Main!


Page staggers forward where he reaches down snatching up Main. He boots him in the midsection doubling Robert over where Page looks to under hook the arms! Main yanks his arms free where he takes Page down with a double leg take down! Main then keeps the legs of Page where he catapults Page over the turnbuckles off a neutral corner where Page’s head smacks the top of the ring post!

Page staggers backward were Robert Main rolls Page up with a school boy!


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Page kicks out to another collective gasp from the crowd! Main works his way back up to a vertical base where his eyes catch the black sack in the neutral corner. Main limps over towards the corner where he reaches down picking up the black sack. Robert unties the black sack where he unties the sack and peers inside the bag before smirking towards the crowd. Robert walks out towards the center of the ring where he opens up the sack and empties the contents of Thumbtacks and Broken glass in a large pile! The gasp from the crowd is audible from all over the stadium.


HHL: This is going too far!


Pip: Incorrect because there’s no such thing.


Robert Main reaches down picking CCP up off the mat. He attempts to hoist him up for a body slam only to see his right knee give way which allows for Page to hook up Main and deliver a Hangman’s DDT into the pile of thumbtacks and shattered glass! There’s another massive “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” as both Page and Main have essentially made themselves human pin cushions.

They both lay motionless before Page slowly starts to roll over where he is able to drape an arm over the chest of Main!


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If there was a roof it would have exploded with the massive ovation from the crowd!


Pip: Slow freaking count!


The blood soaked face of Chris Page reaches both knees gazing up at the referee with a glazed over look in his eyes. The referee shows him two fingers and inches as we see Chris slowly steps back up to his feet.

He reaches down picking Main up off the mat, both men wearing thumbtacks and bleeding from various parts of their backs. Chris takes a front waist lock on Main before attempting to deliver a Release Over Head Suplex into the glass and tacks!

Main puts on the brakes and blocks before countering with a series of repeated headbuts across the bridge of the nose eventually breaking Page’s grasp of the front waist lock where he quickly spins Page around locking in a Full Nelson where he delivers a Full Nelson Slam to Chris Page into the thumbtacks and glass!

“HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” echoes from all over as Main collapses on top of Page!


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Page narrowly escapes the near fall! The crowd explodes into a massive “THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!” chant directed at Page and Main with what is unfolding in front of their very eyes.


HHL: I have no more words...


Pip: Neither man is willing to concede to the other as they have lost buckets of blood. You can’t be speechless now Heather, we are just getting started tonight at Relentless Night Two.


The chant gets louder and louder from the crowd as bloodshed by Page and Main in this war is unbelievable. Robert rolls towards the ropes where he pulls himself up by the bottom rope before reaching up and grabbing the top rope to fully pull himself up to his feet.

Main backs up in a corner as CCP starts to roll out of the tacks and shards of glass.


Pip: Human pincushion doesn’t even describe Chris Page right now.


Main sizes up Page who is getting back up to his feet. Main comes out of the corner looking to deliver a superkick! Page catches the right foot of Main! He delivers a Japanese Leg Whip onto the Barbwire Wrapped Chair!

Main’s back is planted on the chair as Page is shown getting back up to his feet where he runs his thumb across his throat! Page reaches down picking Main up off the mat where he takes him up in position for the DEAD MAN’S HAND!

Main reaches and rakes the eyes of Page which allows him to slides down the back of CCP! Main spins him around booting him in the midsection before delivering the PAGE PLANT to Chris Page into the thumbtacks and glass that causes the crowd to explode with a thunderous ovation while Robert Main rolls over Chris Page making a cover.


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WINNER OF THE SECOND STAGE OF HELL: ROBERT MAIN

HHL: Robert Main has tied the series at one match a piece which means contrary to what Chris Page had to say this will see a NIGHT THREE!


Pip: I can’t believe what we just witnessed. Robert Main just pinned Chris Page with his own finishing move, his own Page Plant.


Robert struggles to get to his feet but when he does his arm is raised in victory.


HHL: This also means that Robert Main will name the stipulation for what will arguably be THE Final Battle with XWF Careers at stake.


Main looks down on a bloody Page where he spits down on him to a huge pop!


Pip: Some sentiments are being shown much like Page showed last night.


Main staggers towards the ropes, wearing the wounds of war as thumbtacks are all over his back, his face is a crimson mask, his right knee has taken a beating as he drops down to the mat and rolls out to the floor where he starts to make the walk back up the ramp.


HHL: If these two have gone this far in matches one and two just how far are they going to go tomorrow night with it all being on the line.


Pip: As much as I hate to admit it, with Robert Main being able to dictate the final stipulation it puts all the power in his hands.


Robert reaches the top of the ramp where he throws his right arm up in the air garnering a huge reception before he walks back through the curtain. Chris Page slowly starts to stir as he is equally as battered and bruised.

Main’s music fades away as the crowd starts to give Chris Page a round of applause over the sheer effort alone.


HHL: The Chicago crowd loves to hate CCP but they respect the hell out of him for this tremendous effort.


Page shakes his head as he makes his way to the ropes and gingerly exits the ring as attention draws to the top of the ramp where Miss Fury walks out applauding her man.


Pip: Even Miss Fury is out applauding the effort of CCP.


Chris starts to carefully make the walk back up the ramp. Miss Fury meets him halfway and helps him hold himself up as thumbtacks still are stuck in his face and body.


HHL: How do we top this?


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HHL: For the sake of parity, I will be opening the ‘Ladies and Gentlemen' intro to this match, and with that- Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is the only other Tag Team contest during Relentless Weekend.


[white]PC: That’ right Heather - and great job by the way -


HHL: Thank you


PC: - this upcoming tag team contest will most certainly not be a following act to the epic main event last night that saw Them No Good Bastards retain the championships over Betsy Granger and Lycana - but this is indeed a match with some billing.


HHL: Two months ago at WarGames the vaunted Can-Jap Connection met up with The Disintegrators in a match that saw Billy Blankeship’s boys continue their ascent in the tag team division, but tonight at the granddaddy of them all, we get Act 2 of what is becoming a storied rivalry.


PC: Last night we saw the managers of these teams, Freddy Fabulous and Billy B. Blankenship, square off in a tuxedo match. Do you think this rivalry isn’t heated? Tonight, we get the real deal. Tornado Tag action is coming your way!





As Megadeth shrieks through the arena, "Dangerous" Dave Mustang and Johnny "Twisted" Steele roar down the entrance ramp on their twin Harleys. Freddy Fabulous appearing on foot between the two bikes with a big smile on his face, confident, having outdone Billy B. Blankenship the night before. They circle the ring once and then park their bikes on either side of the ramp and strut to the ring, giving each other a massive high ten once they are on the apron together. Mustang gets in the ring first and waits for the match to start. Freddy directs Dave to the corner and stands outside.





The Can-Jap Connection makes their way to the ramp receiving a sizable ovation from the sold out crowd in Chicago. Ricky is carrying a Canadian flag, Kyodai carrying a Japanese flag. They wave the flags at the top of the ramp as Billy B. Blankenship and Mr. Fikki appears behind them. Down at ringside, Freddy looks disgusted. Billy marches towards the ring and The Can Jap Connection follows behind. Ricky and Kyodia each make it to their corner and plant their flags in the turnbuckle post. This enrages Freddy who walks over to argue with John X, appealing for the flags to be removed, stating that they’re a distraction, and a cover for The Can-Jap’s possible racist undertones. But John X is having none of it, he threatens to kick Freddy out of ringside if he doesn’t shut his mouth. This pulls a laugh from Billy and Fikki at ringside who lean on one another, tears in their eyes as Freddy’s face turns red.


Being Tornado Tag rules, both teams enter the ring and John X calls for the bell.






PC: A lot of fireworks before the match there, Heather, but I can assure you it will be nothing compared to what we’re about to witness.


HHL: These teams do not like each other, Pip. At WarGames, the Can-Jap was victorious in standard tag action, can the Mustang brothers even the score here tonight in tornado tag?


The match is underway, and right off top, Kyodai whips Ricky towards Johnny and Dave. Johnny moves out of the way, but Dave is too slow, and Ricky leaps in the air, taking Dave down with a flying cross body.


Kyodai is approaching, but Johnny has already turned and raked Ricky across the back, and powered Goldhart into a headlock. The move is effective, but Ricky is able to counter with a beautiful backdrop. As Johnny hits the mat from the backdrop, Kyodai is there, dropping across Johnny’s neck and chest with a leg drop.


Monsuta covers while Billy, Fikki and Ricky all cheer. Freddy is outside screaming at Dave to get up,


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Dave has recovered and plants a big boot to Kyodai’s head, breaking the fall.


Ricky rushes over and wraps his arms around Dave, going for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Dave plants a headbut on Ricky breaking the wrap-up, and possibly breaking Ricky’s nose.


BUT A MASSIVE URA-NAGE SLAM FROM KYODAI LEVELS BIG DAVE!


Before Kyodai can capitalize he’s met by a recovered Johnny who rushes in with a clothesline. The move doesn’t drop Kyodai, but it does make him stumble back. Johnny steps back and hits another clothesline, this time sending Kyodai into the ropes. Meanwhile Dave is getting up to his knees, and has taken a word of advice from Freddy. Dave nods and looks over at John X who is studying the action. Dave stands up and spins X around, trying to tell the official that he has an issue with his crotch.


As John X listens to Dave in disgust while Freddy scurries over to the other side of the ring where Johnny has Kyodai worked into the ropes, sending knife edge chops into the giant man’s chest. Freddy climbs up on the apron behind Kyodai…


PC: Look at this, Heather!


HHL: Freddy has - - Is that a chain?


Freddy wraps a chain around Kyodai’s throat and begins strangling him. John X is still distracted by Dave complaining about a low blow that never happened, and Ricky is standing in the corner, blinded, clutching his bleeding nose as Mr. Fiiki tries tending to him. Billy’s eyes look like they’re about to pop out of his head. He runs over with his tennis racket and takes a swing at Freddy’s back.


The loaded tennis racket cracks Freddy right in the spine causing the big man to fall from the apron and releases the hold on Kyodai. The sound of Monsuta tumbling to the mat catches John X’s attention, and Johnny acts quickly, also falling to the mat and covering his face, pointing at bIlly on the outside who is holding the tennis racket. John X is incensed. He leans over the top rope shouting at Billy, but the crowd starts to roar in reaction to something.


PC: Look at Ricky Goldhart!


Ricky comes off the top rope with a beautiful missile dropkick that catches Dave right in the head. John X turns around as Ricky makes the cover.


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Johnny kicks Ricky in the side, breaking the hold, then falls on top of Ricky, choking him and slamming his head into the mat over and over. But an enraged Kyodai Monsuta has stood up now and is stalking the situation. Freddy is on the outside screaming at his team to get their attention, but it’s too late. Kyodai picks Johnny up off of Ricky and slams down with a crushing belly to belly. Dave scurries up to his feet to go assist Johnny, BUT A SUNSET FLIP PILEDRIVER FROM RICKY - - - IS REVERSED!


PC: AN OUTSTANDING REVERSAL THERE BY DAVE!


Ricky’s head plants into the mat, and Dave leverages up for the pinfall.


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Kyodai couldn’t make it over in time, but luckily Ricky was able to kick out on his own strength. Dave stands up to see Kyodai barrelling towards him. Dave backs up, pleading with the big man and holding his hands out, but it does no good. Dave takes off running as Kyodai gives chase and backs Dave into the corner. A big splash from Kyodai levels Dave and sends him falling to the mat on his back.


HHL: Uh oh! Kyodai has it setup here! A think I feel a Divine Wind!


With Dave laying underneath of him, Kyodai climbs up to the middle rope, he’s about to bounce off of the rope and end this match, BUT IT’S FREDDY AGAIN! A handful of white powder flies into Kyodai’s eyes, blinding the big man. Freddy pulls the Japanese flag from the holster in the turnbuckle and rears back to hit Kyodai, hoping to get out of here with a DQ, but Mr. Fikki grabs the flag from behind Freddy.


Freddy spins around and eats another tennis racket shot from Billy B. Blankenship. In the ring, Kyodai is still prone on the turnbuckle and Dave has stood up behind the big man, and now Johnny is with him. Both men get under Kyodai and lift with all their might, one of Kyodai’s massive legs on each shoulder!


PC: OH MY GOD! A DOUBLE POWER-


Ricky Goldhart rushes in! A shotgun dropkick to each chest of Johnny and Dave!


Kyodai jumps backward and lands on his feet.


A SUPERKICK TO JOHNNY SENDS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!


Monsuta turns, ANOTHER SUPERKICK TO DAVE! Ricky catches Dave from behind and plants him with a backstabber and holds Dave Mustang in place! Kyodai runs toward them - -


PC: TORONTOKYO!-


Kyodai crushes Dave with a running leg drop, Ricky flips him over and covers him with a leverage pin!


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Winners - The Can-Jap Connection

Billy Blankenship jumps up and down with joy as Freddy Fabulous kicks the side of the ring. Blankenship rolls inside the ring and joins his team in celebration while The Disintigrators and their manager hurry up the aisle in shame.


PC: "Billy may have lost his match last night, but his team ends up winning the one that matters!"

HHL: "You surely gotta think the Can-Jap Connection will be top contenders for the Tag Team Titles after this one!"

PC: "That's what Billy's been saying all along!"

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As the night progress on Relentless Day 2, we see an helicopter shot of the baseball field where the fans where packed in their seats. Then the camera cuts to different parts of the field, until it landed on JB who was in a THUGS/White Sox inspired jersey, decked in his black jeans and sneakers where he was standing on top of the Fan deck, where he’s being hounded by the fans of Chicago as he speaks on the mic.

JB: What’s up night two of relentless fans! I know that night one was something to be hold, with all the matches and what have you. As I stand here with you all, I am here to tell you that night two will be fucking epic then night one, also fuck Chris Page too I hope to see that buster get his assed kicked hard by my boy Robert Main, and if that had already taken place well fuck it, I don’t care about it. What I am here for tonight is worth more than fucking silver nickels into the streets of Chicago, I am here to face my fears in dethroning the white girl who you all may know in for awhile now. You all know her for her tweets, thirst traps with half the damn roster, and even her times as champions upon champions. You all know who it is?

Then the fans shout out “ATTY” in unison, as he nodded along with them. Then he gets a beer from one of the fans, and he takes a sip of it and handed it back to him. One of the fans managed to flash her huge titties in front of him and the camera, and he signs her tits with a black marker as she gleefully walks away as he speaks again.

JB: Looks like my snow bunny training video had spread over the net, and I didn’t need to have to tweet about it. She kinda looked like Atty in the face, but big on the tits and no ass, I bet you all that if I told her to twerk sumthin, she finna bust down. You see people of Chicago, you all chant and rave for ATTY like if she’s some kinda goddess, which she is and I anit gonna lie. She makes me think that I have no chances in hell to dig up in her guts, and walk out after the morning sun rises. Better yet, she’d be doing the walk of shame back to her bitch ass baby daddy Thunder Knuckles, oh shit I went there?

JB then “gasped” at his slip up on air, and he grabs another drink and this time it’s a Budweiser, and he opens up the two cans and bust them together and chugs it down like he’s Austin. Then he tosses it to side that spilled on one of the female fans, who happened to have a sign of #ATTY in her hands. Before he could speak, the fan comes up to him to confront him about it. As soon it almost got heated, the two jockey bros take her away from the scene as he cusses her out, then focuses back to speak.

JB: Looks like I have pissed off a fan of Atara’s here tonight in Chicago, I know I have said fucked up things against her, and I don’t blame her for wanting to defend her e-girl. But, she didn’t need to come up in my face like that, I would have gone to jail for putting my hands on a fan. I can’t afford bail at this moment, so I am keeping my shit together and focus on what’s at task at here tonight.

So, as I stand here in this field full of fans who crave violence, and want to see some bloodshed in the baseball field grass.. I’m your hook up, word to Papa Pump. I finna make sure that you people won’t forget the name of John Fuckin Black, and no I anit talkin about that racist piece of shit G****** either who’s WAS the F’n show. I am going to lead this X-Treme division into the zone that it hadn’t gone before, and if my homeboys T-Wish and Reg got the strap; den it’s my turn to be the one to get my undue share of the X-Treme pie here tonight.

I will make sure that I will put the fear onto either Dolly Waters OR Jim Caedus by the time this show ends, I will make it be known that I will come after them with their own respective title. It’s a shame that in night one the higher ups didn’t bother updating the X-Treme title unlike the others, but it’s considered the step child of this place, and it looks like I am in that position too. I am the man who’s been on the haunt for singles titles for so long, that I will not let this numba one contendership for the title go to waste. I might have said I don’t give a fuck about titles, but now I do… this is the one that will put me on top of the X-Treme game.

Then the fans started to chant “JB” in unison, as he noticed on the giant LED screen of Atara Themis in all her glory, then he ignores her face on the screen and even tosses a chair that ended up cracking part of it.

JB: Atara, you might be a model, influencer and all that other shit… but to me, you are nothing more than some wannabe wrestler chick who needs to know her place. You might have gotten all the praises, and the titles under your waist more than I can count. But what you don’t got is the fire, to see that this once in a life time shot can be gone until November or so. I know you are back in the locker room watching this or sucking dicks, but I want you to this…

I might want to love you, but I got hurt you beyond recognition in this thing here tonight..

I have to make an imprint that you won’t forget by the time our little bloody dance is over, while I c-walk into the next few weeks of TV chasing after the X-Treme championship, you can waltz or even tip toe yourself away back into twitter verse or Bonnaroo type places you can flex yourself in, like a privileged brat you iz. Since you don’t want to try, I guess I’ll have to lead by example… and take this shit to the streets of Chicago, where you don’t want to roam in at night or day.

Before I party in the streets, I will be honest and say that even if I don’t win this shit tonight… I’ll still be proud enough to roam the streets as the THUG I BE… FUCK ATTY!

Then after he drops the mic on the ground, he walks away from the crowd as they all started to give the finger on camera and saying “FUCK ATTY!”, then it cuts back to the where the next segment will take place in.

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red]HHL: “And next, a Last Man Standing match between former allies in APEX Prophecy! After a spree of violence against APEX, Drew has challenged Ned to this match to see if Ned is truly lost. If Archyle wins, Ned must leave Avalanche, losing one of his greatest tools since succumbing to darkness, but if Kaye wins, Drew must leave APEX as well as join Avalanche. It’s a high stakes match here and the winner could decide the course of these two factions for years to come!”[/red]

Drew walks out from the back as the opening chords of "Ready For This" hit the airwaves. Drew slaps hands with some of the fans that are lined up along the entry ramp. Once Drew reaches the ring he quickly walks up the steps and climbs in between the top and middle rope and into the ring. Drew removes his leather jacket and tosses it outside of the ring while he leans against the turnbuckles and waits for Ned Kaye.

The stadium goes black all of a sudden, prompting some preemptive boos from the audience as they begin to grasp what's coming. Slowly, the X-Tron begins to be filled with little flecks of frost, snow traveling downward as a blue glow begins to increase before "Shit Mirror" by Nine Inch Nails blares out over the speakers, followed closely by the Nefarious Ned Kaye. The crowd gives a just chorus of disapproval at the slightly smirking Kaye who steps out holding an extra, crumpled Avalanche T-shirt. Despite the smirk, there is clearly some unease in his steps, a focus clear to see for everyone in the arena. He steps carefully down the ramp, tossing the T-shirt to the side before entering the ring, staring down Drew Archyle with a heated intensity.

HHL: “Well, it’s all down to this moment. Drew thinks he might be able to draw some humanity out of the fallen Kaye, but I wouldn’t get your hopes up people.”

PC: “The only thing Drew is going to be able to draw after this match is a bath for his new boss, Avalanche leader Mr. Ned Kaye! Archyle can spout platitudes all he wants, but all it does is make him look even weaker after he gets his ass beat here.”

*DING, DING*



The bell rings as the two men slowly approach one another, not even preparing a fighting stance, merely eyeing the other over as the crowd begins to chant.

“ARCHYLE’S GONNA KILL YOU”

Kaye smirks at the enthusiasm from the crowd for his opponent before slapping his chest, inviting his former stablemate to take a swing. Drew hesitates for a moment before winding up an elbow and planting it firmly into Ned’s ribs, knocking the wind out of Kaye as he leans over, coughing a bit. Drew gives Kaye some time to recover before inviting Ned to strike him in return. Kaye begins to wind up his elbow, much to the surprise of the crowd.

HHL: “What is Ned thinking? He’s not much of a striker in the slightest!”

But instead of going to hit Drew with a forearm, Ned quickly changes his stance and launches a kick to the side of Drew’s midsection, causing him to clutch it in pain.

PC: “Maybe not an upper body striker, but his legs are where the real power lies! They have to be in order to hit the Ego Crusher!”

HHL: “Fair point, Pip.”

Drew shakes the pain off, going for another elbow! Ned trades with another kick! The crowd seems to gasp at the echoing impact of each blow, each man trading without even so much as falling to a knee before Drew catches Ned’s leg, preparing to bring him down to the mat, only to be caught by a step up enzuigiri! Drew stumbles back into the ropes as Ned picks himself up, allowing himself to be propelled off to hit Kaye with a nasty clothesline that drops The Nefarious One to the canvas to thunderous approval from the fans! Drew drops to the mat to try and lock in his Arm-Trap Crossface!

HHL: “Drew’s going for the Nighty Night! He knows he can’t win by submission in this match, but he can wear Ned down immensely! Plus, it keeps the pace of this match more manageable for him!”

PC: “All I see is hideous disrespect for Ned as an opponent from that bastard Archyle! He thinks so little of him that he’s gonna try and get him with a finisher in the first few minutes of the match! This disrespect is why Ned left APEX Prophecy to begin with!”

As Drew attempts to lock in Nighty Night, Ned struggles out of the hold, rolling out of the ring for a quick moment of respite from the offense by Drew! But as he catches a breath, Drew bounces off the opposite ropes and suicide dives into ned on the outside, leaving Kaye toppled and bringing a large roar of approval from the crowd! He lifts Kaye up by the hair, whipping him into the barricade in ringside area, Kaye favoring his spine before tumbling to the floor again! Once more, Archyle brings him to his feet, attempting to whip him into the barricade opposite to them, only to have his whip reversed! but due to his sheer power advantage, Drew reverses the whip again, sending Ned dashing over the steel barricade and tumbling into the audience that boos him directly in his face!

Archyle walks towards Kaye, leaning over the divider to lift Ned up, only for Kaye to catch grip of his head and slam Drew’s throat in the metal barrier! Drew gasps for breath as Ned pulls himself back into the ringside area. While Archyle lean against a ringpost for stability as he clutches his neck, Kaye balances himself on the timekeeper’s table, taking a few short steps off of it and leaping into a dropkick that sandwiches Drew’s face between his heels and the ringpost! Ned pulls Drew up, rolling him back into the ring before climbing back in himself, ordering for the referee to begin counting!

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Drew begins to get his feet, nodding as the ref asks him if he’s still able to continue fighting! The audience cheers loudly for Drew’s hasty recovery, though a large gash has manifested itself on his scalp from the rough connection he made with steel! Ned gives a devilish smirk as he approaches his former ally, superkicking Drew square in the jaw, sending the tough as nails seafarer down to one knee. Ned sees his opportunity and rushes towards Drew, hitting him with the Nefarious Knee, causing Drew to collapse onto the middle rope, his body looking limp from just the one knee! Ned quickly runs the ropes again, launching his knee into Drew’s head a second time, the crowd chanting Archyle’s name in desperation as Ned goes for his signature move once more!

But Drew moves to intercept! As Ned misses his Nefarious Knee attempt, bouncing backwards off of the ropes, Drew goes for Ned’s legs, hitting a double leg takedown, buying him some time to recover, as both men get to their feet, Ned turns to him to regain momentum, only for his neck to be hooked by Drew, who plunges Kaye’s face into the mat for a snap DDT! Ned, dazed, looks to pick himself up, only to be met with some unwanted assistance by Drew, who hits the younger man with a double underhook suplex! ned reaches an arm up instinctively, desperate to not have the ref begin to count him down as Drew travels to the top rope, stalking Ned as he gets to his feet! Funny Bone!!! Drew’s flying elbow connects firmly with Ned, sending Kaye nearly spinning as he collapses, motionless for a moment as the referee begins to count! The bloodied face of archyle stares down at his friend as the crowd roars in approval of Drew’s mounting comeback!

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PC: “Ned’s not moving! This is awful!”

HHL: “Maybe there isn’t good in him any more, but at least some common sense!”

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...NED’S STIRRING!



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Ned pops up, as if possessed by the devil himself, an angered look in his eyes as he begins to grasp all that’s happened! The referee asks for confirmation of Ned’s ability to continue, only to see the response of a single, solemn nod.

HHL: “Oh dear… that’s the face of The Nefarious One as we’ve understood him recently. VIolent and murderous. Drew better be careful here!”

PC: “Archyle made his grave! Now he gets to sleep in it!”

The referee steps out of the way of the two men as they stare each other down, both certain of the increasing violence of this encounter. tHey fall back into the ropes simultaneously and attempt to hit each other with running crossbodies, colliding in the air and slamming down on the canvas. ned picks himself up slightly sooner than Drew, giving him enough time to set up for a missile dropkick that makes blood fly off of Archyle’s growing crimson mask! Drew tries to regain his composure, but the blood dripping into his eyes is harming his ability to even counter based off of anything but instinct! Before he can fully make it to his feet, his spine is crushed with a double stomp from The Nefarious One! Ned lifts Drew, breathing heavy as he yanks his friend over to the corner, forcing Drew’s face into the turnbuckle repeated as the audience watches in utter horror, the turnbuckle being painted a darker and deeper scarlet with every collision of Drew’s head. But during this violent onslaught, Drew manages to bring an elbow into Ned’s jaw and off of his pure experience alone, hook’s Ned’s throat and hits a Tornado DDT! Ned’s is spiked like a lawn dart, face down on the mat as Drew stumbles over himself, the referee beginning the double countout!

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Both men begin to move, Drew’s head lifting up as he rests on his knees and Ned’s hand slapping against the mat to find more energy!



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Ned gets to his feet, staring down Archyle as he does the same, wiping his own blood from his eyes and beckoning Ned to come at him further to a thunderous applause from the arena!

HHL: “Archyle is actually asking for more! He can hardly see, but he’s still trying to draw out whatever aggression is deep inside of Ned! What does he have planned here?”

PC: “Maybe he’s given up and accepted that it’s over for him in APEX?”

HHL: “...Wishful thinking on your part, Pip.”

Ned goes to rush archyle, but is stopped by the ref who is trying to get a response out of them! In pure frustration, Ned shoves the referee out of the ring, allowing the poor XWF employee to tumble to the floor, clutching his poorly paid head! Blood continues to agitate the eyes of APEX’s heart as Ned undoes a turnbuckle pad, exposing the tough steel beneath before approaching Drew to whip him into the exposed steel!





...But Ned hesitates!


The crowd is utterly confused at the sight, the motion seeming to unsettle Ned himself as he tries to find strength in himself to pull Archyle into the turnbuckle, but he just can’t seem to.

PC: “Don’t tell me you’re getting soft now, Ned! Kill him!”

HHL: “Th-this is impossible! Is there actually some truth to what Archyle was saying? Was this whole Nefarious chapter of Ned’s life something more than what we all saw!”

PC: “I don’t know about that, but all I see right now in that ring are two cowards! One who’s too scared to go as far as he needs to and another who’s about to get all scared because his old buddy said a few nice things to him!”

Ned gulps, settling for whipping Archyle into the ropes and hitting him with a bicycle kick as he returns, the impact of Ned’s boot sending drops of his old friend’s blood careening out of the ring. Kaye dashes for the ropes, hopping onto the top rope and landing a shooting star press right onto Drew! While Drew lies motionless on the mat, Ned prepares to go and get the referee up.





...BUT DREW GETS BACK TO HIS FEET BEFORE NED HAS A CHANCE TO EXIT THE RING! THE CROWD EXPLODES FOR HIS FIGHTING SPIRIT AS NED’S HEART SEEMS TO RISE TO HIS THROAT!

Drew pounds on his own chest, inviting Ned to take another shot at him! Enraged, Ned goes for a double knee only to be caught by Drew who has in position for a powerbomb! Yet before he can hit a move on the once future of APEX Prophecy, Ned hits him with a precision hurricanrana! Ned rushes to the top rope, setting himself up as Drew struggles back to his feet! EGO CRUSHER! Ned locks in the headscissors, trying to make Drew pass out as blood pours from the gash on his forehead, his body becoming more limp as Kaye keeps the hold in before finally appearing to lose consciousness! Ned is showered with boos as he rolls to the outside, leaving the motionless Archyle to lie in the ring. He lifts the referee up into the ring, yelling at him to begin the count! The ref, finally getting his bearings back starts the count slowly, struggling to think properly as Ned stares on, devoid of even the slightest hint of amusement.

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Ned leans on the ropes, catching his breath after the grueling fight.



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DREW’S ARM SHOOTS UP, SHOCKING NED AND SENDING THE AUDIENCE INTO A FRENZY!



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The ref checks with Drew, getting the go ahead before Ned leaps back to the top rope, catapulting himself off for another Ego Crusher!

HHL: “It’s rare to see someone survive one Ego Crusher, but no one has eaten two and managed to make it to the end of the match! archyle better hope he has a counter prepared!”

PC: “He’s done for!”

THE EGO CRUSHER CONNECTS! Drew is planted right back on his injured head, his throat being tightly constrained by Ned’s legs as the referee has to order Ned off, the hold going for too long considering the match type. As Ned finally gets off of Drew to a cavalcade of booing, the referee raise his arms and his voice once more.


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DREW’S ARM IS UP AGAIN! HIS EYES SHOOT OPEN AS THE FANS BEGIN STANDING, ALL CHEERING IN SUPPORT OF NOT ONLY ARCHYLE, BUT HIS MISSION! NED FALLS OVER IN SHOCK!

HHL: “ARCHYLE DID IT! HE SURVIVED TWO EGO CRUSHERS!”

PC: “Th-there must be some cheating afoot! This is preposterous!”

Ned slips out to the outside of the ring, rummaging through the items placed underneath the apron before bringing a steel chair in to the clear disapproval of the referee and fans! However, Drew merely outstretches his arms, as if to goad The Nefarious One to strike him! Ned lifts the chair up, but hesitates again, an anguished expression glued to his face. Drew screams at the reluctant Kaye!

“DO IT! HIT ME!”

Ned raises the chair higher, the referee trying to get in between the two APEX brethren!

“ISN’T THAT WHAT YOU WANT?”

“NO!”

Ned screams out, his cry of pain and regret silencing the crowd almost immediately.

“This… this isn’t what I wanted…”

He drops the chair, letting it fall to the canvas as he turns away from Drew and exits the ring, walking back up the ramp in silence. As the referee is trying to decide whether to begin counting Ned out, Drew’s adrenaline finally wears off as he falls backwards, an XWF medical team quickly converging to see to him and to bring him to the back.

RESULT OF MATCH: NO CONTEST

PC: “What a disappointment from Ned… He had the victory and he squandered it!”

HHL: “You can think that, Pip, but I think that was the first truly noble thing Ned has done in months. Maybe there’s hope for him after all.”

PC: “Fat chance.”

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The thumping beats of Bonnie Tyler's classic hit crank up and the fans cheer as Captain Slaymore bounces out onto the ramp like he's all jacked up on Mountain Dew. He then points to his right and out steps the "fan of the night" who gets the honor of escorting him to the ring for his entrance. The fan comes out super excited and is having the time of their life as Captain Slaymore leads them down the aisle with him. The pair tag hands and hug fans. Captain Slaymore and the fan of the night gives over their sunshades to lucky fans at ringside before Captain Slaymore escorts the fan into the ring. Once inside the ring, the fan of the night and Captain Slaymore showboat with their ridiculous and borderline comical impromptu improvised dance moves. The ring announcer then introduces the fan of the night before announcing Captain Slaymore. The Captain then escorts the fan of the night to their vip seat in the first row of the fans and slides back into the ring ready to fight!


PIP: “I forgot Captain Slaymore existed.”

HHL: “So did he.”





The show goes to the back of the arena where someone knocks on a dressing room door marked “Jimson.”


Crewman: “C’mon Jimson, it’s time.”


A toilet flushes and then the door opens. Jim Jimson walks out in a pair of tighty whities and crocs without a single hair anywhere on his body. He also seems wetter than he should be, like he’s already started sweating.

PIP: “Ah, the pinecone king himself, the enemy of all dolphins… Triple J, Jim “James” Jimson!”

HHL: “Nice.”

Jimson heads out from the back as his music plays. He eventually marches out to the entrance ramp with a focused and determined look on his face. Then, his pyro hits. It’s like this:





But with crocs.

Jimson stomps his way to the ring and he gets into his corner, then referee Virginia Hymen calls for the bell!






DING! DING! DING!!!


Right at the start, Jimson takes off a croc and sends it whizzing across the ring like a boomerang. It smacks Slaymore right between the eyes!

Slaymore falls forward, completely knocked out cold… and Jimson catches him in a hug.

A long hug.

An uncomfortably long hug.

An awkward, gently, sexually ambiguous, and like I said…. LOOOOOONG hug.







AND THEN JIMSON GOES FOR THE BELLY TO BELLY!



PIP: “Jimson landed awkwardly right there, Heather.”

HHL: “I think he injured his shoulder doing his own move!”


Jimson rolls around on the mat crabbing at his shoulder as Slaymore continues to just be completely knocked out cold from the croc shot.

Referee Hymen checks on Jimson and then stands up quick, waving off the match!

NO CONTEST

The crowd boos heavily while someone in the front row audibly shouts “WHO BOOKED THIS SHIT?”

Somewhere, Big D is listening and replies.





PIP: “What an unfortunate series of events for Jimson… all he had to do was execute SOMETHING and he could have walked away with a big win here!”

HHL: “The real losers here are the fans of the XWF, Pip. Now we need to find out the next contender for the Television Championship some other way!”


Back in the ring, EMTs are strapping Jim Jimson to a backboard and sliding him onto a gurney as the fans continue to boo like hometown fans at a New York Jets game.


PIP: “I’ve just been informed that all salaries for this match will instead be donated to a dolphin preservation group. How nice!”

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PC: "Coming up next is an XWF first, as Rampage puts his TV Title on the line against Vita Valenteen in a Stake Through the Heart Match."

HHL: "That's right, Pip, Rampage claims he's going to put an end to the Vita Valenteen and feels this is the best way to do it."

PC: "Well he's certainly done his homework, I just hope, for his sake, it doesn't backfire!"

HHL: "You know Vita's gonna be looking for revenge after the way she lost her belt, but will it come at the ultimate price? We're about to find out!"




As the opening riff of "Wicked Child" tears through the arena the crowd jumps to their feet! Vita makes her way down to the ring, taking time to interact with her adoring fans along the way. She then slides into the ring and postures for the crowd as her music dies down.


PC: "I'm very curious to see how Vita intends to fend off Rampage, especially with a stipulation tailor made to take her out with ease."

HHL: "A stake through the heart of should have just as much effect on Rampage as it will her, Pip."

PC: "But............ he's not a vampire!"




As his theme music begins to play, Rampage walks out onto the ramp with the TV Title slung over his shoulder and a metal stake in hand. He stops for a moment to hold the weapon high above his head before making his way down the aisle.


HHL: "If you ask me, this was a big mistake on the part of the Champion. He has the size AND power advantage, but is giving Vita a chance by allowing the use of weapons."

PC: "Sometimes it's not about getting the upper hand, but proving a point, and he's looking to prove the ultimate point here tonight!"


Rampage reaches ringside and pulls himself up onto the apron, as VV runs over and Dropkicks his legs out from under him as the fans cheer! The shot causes the Champion to fall off the side of the ring, smacking his head against it and dropping both the stake AND TV Title.


PC: "Looks like Vita isn't gonna give him the chance to use that stake at all!"


The referee walks over and grabs the Title from the apron and walks it over to the time keeper, calling for the bell as he does so.





HHL: "And the ref has no intention of stopping her, either!"


Rampage stumbles backwards out on the floor as Vita Springboards up onto the top rope and dives in his direction with a Moonsault........................








.........................only to be caught in mid-air and thrown into the barricade!


PC: "Not the kind of momentum she was looking for!"

HHL: "Not at all, Pip. She may have just opened herself up for a quick loss, as Rampage has the stake and is looking to strike!"


The Champion approaches the challenger and attempts to stab her with the stake, only for Valenteen to move out of the way! This causes Rampage's thick fist to get caught between the metal bars of the barricade, trapping him in place and allowing Vita to steal the stake from him.


PC: "And, just like that, the tide has turned!"

HHL: "If Rampage doesn't find a way out, Vita's gonna win her belt back................ and possibly kill a man!"


A vengeful Valenteen thrusts the weapon forward, but Rampage JUST manages to move his body enough to avoid being pierced with it. Despite having his chest sliced open with the stake, he's able to retaliate with a monstrous Left to the jaw of his opponent that lays her out on the floor!


HHL: "Weapon of Mass Destruction!!!!"

PC: "The barricade kept him from putting more force behind it, but it's enough to buy him some time!"


Rampage yanks at the barrier, but all it does is move the entire section with him. He then grabs one of the bars with his free hand and begins to pull at it, while also pushing the opposite bar with his trapped one. After a little bit of a struggle, Rampage is able to widen the bars enough to slip his hand out and escape!


PC: "Vita's in trouble now!"

HHL: "Looks like she knows it, too!"


We see VV crawling on the floor as her opponent escapes, eventually making it to the side of the ring and crawling underneath the skirt as Rampage grabs the stake and heads in her direction.


PC: "There isn't really anywhere to hide under the ring; if anything, she's backing herself into a corner!"


An irritated Rampage grabs hold of the ring skirt and flips it up, only to be met with a face full of fire extinguisher fluid!!!!! This backs the Champion up against the barricade, where Vita slides out from under the ring and continues to cover him.


HHL: "Looks like she had a plan all along!"

PC: "Or got lucky."


Despite being unable to see, Rampage furiously swings the stake back and forth, nearly clipping a fan in the front row. The extinguisher eventually runs out of juice, so Vita runs forward and WHACKs Rampage in the back of the head with it. The shot knocks him forward, causing him to drop the stake and drape his arms over the top of the barricade.


PC: "She better hurry before he recovers!"


VV wastes no time, picking up the stake and stepping forward as a blind Rampage turns around and rests his back against the barrier. Before Valenteen can drive the stake into his heart, though, Rampage begins frantically Kicking, forcing his opponent to keep her distance. This buys him enough time to wipe the foam from his eyes, allowing him to see again, much to Vita's chagrin.


PC: "A missed opportunity for the former Champion."

HHL: "She's still doing alot better than I ever expected her to. I think every minute that passes will only favor her more."


Vita tries to bypass Rampage's leg, but ends up getting pushed back into the side of the ring with his other one. She takes a step forward and tries again, only to wind up with Rampage's massive hand around her tiny throat!!!!


HHL: "This doesn't look good!"


Rampage goes to lift his opponent up for a Chokeslam, but Vita is able to drive the stake into his arm, forcing him to drop her!!!!!


PC: "Oh my God! I think she might've hit bone!!!"


Rampage grabs his arm, screaming, as he backs away from Valenteen. With a bit of distance between her and her opponent, Vita rushes towards him, only to be caught with a Big Boot out of nowhere!


PC: "I can't believe he was able to fight back with that stake in his arm!"

HHL: "A real testament to the Champion's toughness."


Rampage yanks the stake out of his arm and tosses it aside, as blood gushes out of the wound. He then grabs hold of VV and hurls her, full force, into the steel steps. The sheer impact moves the stairs nearly two feet from their original position. The TV Champion gives the challenger little time to recover, grabbing her around the neck, once again, and picking her up high above his head.


HHL: "She's not escaping this one!"


Rampage holds Vita there for a moment before Slamming her down, spine first, onto the stairs!!!!!


PC: "That should keep her down long enough to drive the stake through her heart!"


Rampage shakes his injured arm a few times, sending blood flying everywhere, before turning and picking the stake back up. With the front of his opponent facing up to towards heavens, Rampage lifts the stake above her before bringing it down..................................................

















...................................only for Vita to roll out of the way at the last second!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HHL: "I can't believe she has anything left after that Chokeslam!"

PC: "Me either! It must be that vampiric strength coursing through her veins!"


The stake collides with the steel of the steps, sending it flying out of Rampage's clutches. As he attempts to catch it, Valenteen is able to get her hands on a steel chair and whack him from behind with it, causing the stake to land harmlessly on the floor. Despite the shot, Rampage stays on his feet, leaving Vita no choice but to swing again! And again! And a fourth time, this one finally dropping the Champion to a knee!!!!!


PC: "One more should put him down for good!"


As VV takes a fifth swing, Rampage punches at the chair, propelling it into his opponent's face instead!!!!!


PC: "Well, it WOULD'VE."


Vita drops the chair and stumbles backwards, turning to use the announce table to prop herself up. As she does this, Rampage picks the stake back up and turns back around. Seeing Valenteen leaning with her back against the table, Rampage holds the stake like a javelin and proceeds to chuck it at her................................













..........................................except she ducks, causing the stake to wizz past Pip's head and into the back of his chair!!!!!!!!!!


PC: "Am................. am I dead?!?"

HHL: "Unfortunately not."

PC: "I think I'm gonna have to change my pantaloons after this match!"

HHL: "So THAT'S what that smell is!"


Vita reaches across the table and takes the stake out of the chair, before turning around and swinging it at the approaching Rampage. The point of it grazes the Champion's chest, but doesn't stop him from grabbing hold of it and yanking it out of Valenteen's hands. He goes to stab the weapon into her skull, but VV dodges it and slides into the ring. She gets up and runs to the opposite side, coming back for a Baseball Slide....................................................... which Rampage sidesteps as he drives the stake into her forehead!!!!!!!! The blow immediately slices her open, causing blood to pour down her face as even some of the more hardcore fans in attendance cringe.


HHL: "It's gonna be awfully hard to see with a face full of blood."

PC: "This is Rampage's revenge for the fire extinguisher!"


Vita's back smacks against the floor as Rampage wastes little time, heading directly for her upon impact. He attempts to pierce her heart, but VV manages to flip over onto her stomach, causing him to stab her back, instead.


PC: "It's not the heart, but is it really any better?"

HHL: "It is if she wants to stay alive in this match."


An irritated Rampage grabs his opponent's shoulder and flips her back over, only to get Kicked in the face. He shakes it off, but is met with another one as he tries to bend back down! Before he can try again, Vita brings her feet up, wraps them around Rampage's head, and uses all the leg strength she can muster to toss him, head first, into the announce table!!!!!


PC: "First they try to take my life, now my table!"

HHL: "Our table."

PC: "That's what I said!"


Vita gets to her hands and knees, before eventually working her way to a vertical base. She grabs hold of the stake and uses it to cut the top of her opponent's head open, showing no mercy as she slices away at Rampage's flesh. Blood gushes out, prompting VV's instincts to kick in and lick it up as everyone in attendance looks on in shock.


PC: "That ain't ketchup, folks, that's Rampage's DNA that Vita's slurping like a.............. well, Slurpee!!!!!!"


Valenteen eventually let's go of her opponent, staring into the camera with a frightening look in her undead eyes. She turns her back to Rampage and tries to drive the stake into his chest, but the TV Champion is able to block it, despite barely being able to see!


HHL: "Rampage had to feel where his opponent was!"

PC: "He got lucky!"


Rampage keeps the stake JUST out of reach of his chest, before shoving Vita backwards. She manages to use the push to help her slide into the ring, where she motions for her opponent to follow. As he tries to climb up onto the apron, though, she rushes forward with a Superkick............................................ which Rampage catches!!!! He holds her leg with one hand, and lifts the stake up with the other, before bringing it down at her appendage! Thankfully, Vita is able to yank her leg free, causing the stake to go flying out of Rampage's hand and down to the mat. She then charges forward, again, and does a Crossbody OVER the top rope.................................................... right into Rampage's open arms!!!!!!!!!!


PC: "Uh oh!"

HHL: "I don't think Vita thought this one through!"


Rampage presses Vita HIGH above his head and tosses her back into the ring. He then steps over the top rope and picks the stake back up, before heading towards his opponent. Valenteen makes it to her feet before he gets there, allowing her to actually connect with the previously attempted Superkick! The shot dazes Rampage, causing him to drop the stake once more, but he manages to stay on his feet. Vita picks up the stake and forces it down towards her opponent's chest, but he manages to catch her hand and swing at her with his other one! Valenteen ducks it and, in one fluid motion, jumps through the top two ropes, out onto the apron. Rampage turns around and reaches for her, but Vita jabs the stake into his forehead. The giant grabs his new gash, backing up as his opponent prepares for a Springboard. With the stake in hand, Valenteen pulls herself up onto the top rope and dives at Rampage with a Dropkick!


HHL: "Eat Defeat!!!!!"

PC: "Rampage is still standing!!!!!!!


The Champion is more dazed than before, but STILL refuses to go down! Vita Valenteen does a full 360 and swings the stake right at her opponent's heart, but Rampage is somehow able to catch it!!!!!! The Challenger pushes the stake towards him, but he fights back and begins forcing it in her direction!


PC: "Were about to witness a murder, Heather!"

HHL: "Shit! We forgot to turn off the lights and tell people we don't condone what they're doing, even though we do!"

PC: "Oh well, won't be our first lawsuit, and certainly won't be the last!"


The two competitors go back and forth, each of them teasing potentially piercing their opponents' flesh, and possibly organs! Eventually, Rampage gains the advantage back, with the point of the stake directly over Vita's heart. However, as he goes to impale her, the lights suddenly go out and a blood curdling scream fills the stadium as the crowd gasps.


PC: "What happened?!? I can't see!"


All of a sudden, the lights come back on, revealing Vita Valenteen standing in the middle of the ring with the stake in her hand, absolutely drenched in blood............................................ Rampage nowhere to be found!!!!!!!! The referee looks around ringside, trying to find the TV Champion, to no avail. Seeing no sign of a wound on Vita's chest, along with the amount of blood covering her, the ref turns and calls for the bell!

Winner and NEW XWF Television Champion, VITA VALENTEEN!!!!!"

HHL: "She did it! Vita Valenteen is TV Champion, once again!!!!"

PC: "It won't quench her hunger for blood, but it'll be a nice distraction!"


The referee brings the belt over to it's new Champion, who holds it above her head and exposes her fangs with a beautiful smile. Vita runs her hand down the plate of the Title, smearing blood down it as she does so.


HHL: "This is disturbing."

PC: "I think it's kind of hot!"

HHL(sighing): "Of COURSE you do!"


Vita takes her Championship and rolls out of the ring, and is about to heads back up the ramp, when suddenly from both sides of the aisle she is surrounded by hooded figures.

PC: "Oh no what's going on here,"

Vita takes one look at the hooded figure in front of her and then one look at the one behind her, and smiles and holds up the TV Championship, suddenly from out of the crowd, another hooded figure jumps up on the railing, and then uses the railing to catapult onto Vita and down they go. The other two join in the attack.

HHL: "This can't be right damn it, Vita is the new Television Champion, some one help her

Once the three hooded people stop their attack, the camera sees Vita is down moaning in pain. The one who attacked her first, picks up the tv belt looks at it, and shakes their head. The hooded figure then drops it onto Vita, and the three once again jump back over the railings, and disappear into the crowd.

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The scene opens to a nice happy family sitting in their living room, enjoying life. We see the dad casually reclining in his chair, checking the newspaper for the latest scores. The mom is relaxing on the couch next to her son, who happens to be typing his parents' credit card information into a sketchy website. Upon completing his order, the card appears out of thin air and floats above them for a second. The mother and child look up at it, smiles on their face, until a creepy man sneaks in their front door, runs over, and steals it!!!!!



MOM: "Oh no! Someone just stole our credit card information!"

The dad looks over his newspaper, shocked to see the man in his house. Before he can do anything, though, the man makes his way towards the door............................
















..........................where he bumps into the chest of MeFisto!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FAMILY(simultaneously): "MEFISTO!"

MeFisto: "OOOOOOOOOO MEFISTO DOESN'T LIKE FRAUD BROTHER!"

MeFisto grabs hold of the thief and tosses him out the door, causing him to drop the card upon lifting him.

MeFisto: "AND THE BEST WAY TO PROTECT YOURSELF FROM FRAUD AND CARD THEFT IS TO USE LIFE-LOCK, BROTHERS!!!"

MeFisto walks over to the mother and child, where he hands the card over before sitting down between 'em and putting his arms around their shoulders.

MeFisto: "WITH LIFE-LOCK, YOUR LIFE IS UNDER LOCKS............... LIKE BIG D WHEN MEFISTO PUTS HIM IN THE DOUBLE HOOKS!!!!!!"

KID: "WOW, thanks MeFisto!"

MeFisto(standing up): "OOOOOOOOO, BROTHER, DON'T THANK ME, THANK THE FINE PEOPLE AT LIFE ALERT.............. I MEAN, LIFE-LOCK!!!!!"



FEMALE VOICE: "Life Lock. Because dealing with us, is better than dealing with fraud................... or MeFisto."

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PC: "That music means it's time to find out who will be next in line for an Xtreme Title shot!"


We see the X-Tron come to life, and we see "John Black" name shot up with the .38 special, and we see him at the stage in a black and white setting as he standing there taking in the mixed reactions. Then he walks down to the ramp, and gives them some high fives, then he climbs on the steel steps and enters the ring, and he raises his fist in the air as he pounds his chest around the ring as his theme cuts off.


HHL: "This will be a true test for JB, as he will be going up against a former XWF Xtreme Champion in Atara Themis."





The honeyed rasp of Atara's voice blares over the facility's PA in unison with those words appearing on the multitude of screens and displays littering the arena.

HELLO DOVES

The crowd pops and gets to their feet shouting in near total unison a single word.

OPA!

Arena lights start to pulse in time with the music and multiple vertical streams of pyro erupt across the front of stage. Strutting with purpose Atara emerges from the back taking spot centerstage atop the ramp. Posing for the camera, a wink and kiss is given to the viewers at home.

Grunge walking to the ringsteps, she climbs and stops at the top to posture again for her adoring public. Hand on her hip, the Grecian moves to the middle of the apron to blows a final kiss to the camera and enters the ring through the middle rope.


PC: "I'd give anything to be Atty's Greek God."

HHL: "Hate to break it to ya, but you're more like Danny Devito in Hercules, Pip."

PC: "A guy can dream, can't he?"

HHL: "As long as you keep your hands where I can see 'em."


With both Atty and JB ready to earn their shot at the Xtreme Title, the referee calls for the bell and the match gets underway.

DING! DING! DING!





PC: "In spirit with the belt the winner will be competing for, this is an Xtreme Rules Match and I expect it to be a brutal one!"


John and Atara tie-up in the center of the ring, with Atty gaining the early advantage with a Headlock. JB drops back to the ropes and tries to push Themis off him, but she just drags him down to the mat, keeping the hold intact as her fans cheer. Black doesn't give up, though, slowly working his way to his feet until they're both back to a vertical base. Once there, JB lifts Atara up and goes for a Backdrop, but she's able to flip out of it, land on her feet, and wrap her arms around his head, once more. John responds by using the ropes to push her off him towards the other side, where she slides under the bottom rope to the outside. She poses for the crowd as her opponent rushes over and joins her...................... only for Atty to slide back in! An annoyed John follows her and takes a swing upon making it to his feet, but Atara ducks it and connects with a Birth of Venus!!!!! She wastes little time rolling John onto his back and hooking a leg for the cover.

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HHL: "This has been more of a wrestling match than it's been extreme, thus far."

PC: "Yeah, well they need to remember that I paid to see some blood, dammit!"

HHL: "You didn't pay for shit, Pip!"

PC: "I paid for my nachos! And it's hard to enjoy them without a side of violence!"

HHL: "That's strange............ my nachos were free."

PC: "Mine would be, too, if I had tits!"


The sound of Heather smacking Pip can be heard as Atara brings John to his feet. She goes to Irish Whip him towards the ropes, but he's able to reverse it and send her towards them instead. JB goes for a Dropkick, but Atty never comes back, using the top rope to keep her in place. John hits the mat following his phantom Dropkick, allowing Atara to run forward, grab his legs, and flip over him for a pin attempt.

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HHL: "It's been all counters and reversals, so far, and I am loving it!"

PC(annoyed): "I'm about to throw my chair in the ring just to see something interesting."


Both competitors get up at the same time, with Black throwing a Punch at Themis. Atara manages to duck it and grab at John's arms, going for a Backslide, but he's able to slip out of her grasp and drag her down for a pin instead.

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


As soon as Atty goes to get up, JB steps forward and traps her head between his arm. Before he can hit a DDT, though, she's able to escape and jump at him with a Judgement of Paris. Luckily for Black, he's able to sidestep it and lift Themis up onto his shoulders for a Torture Rack. He holds her there for a moment, before planting her with a DDT!


PC: "The RaWkUs Driver!!!!!"

HHL: "He's got the cover, this could be over before anyone could even guess it was an Xtreme Rules Match!"

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


John Black signals for the end before picking Atara up onto his shoulders. Before he can deliver his trademark Death Valley Driver, though, Atty's able to slip behind him and go for another Birth of Venus! She attempts to lift him up, but a hard Elbow forces her to let go. JB then bends Themis over and goes for a Piledriver, but Atara flips him over her shoulders! John immediately gets back to his feet and catches a Kick from his opponent, which he reverses into a Liontamer!!!!!!!!


PC: "Real Raw! He's got her on the mat, can he flip her over?!"


Despite much protest from his opponent, John Black IS able to flip Atara over and lock in his patented submission hold as the fans go nuts.


PC: "He's got it!"


JB applies pressure as Atty reaches out for the bottom rope and uses it to pull them closer to the side of the ring. Black hangs on, knowing he won't be disqualified for doing so, forcing Themis to come up with another plan. She decides to pull herself so that her body is hanging halfway out of the ring, leaving John in an awkward position. Left with no other choice, JB breaks the hold, causing Atara to fall to the floor below.


HHL: "Quick thinking by Atty!"

PC: "Big deal! She probably got the idea from Miss Fury's match with Big D at Sin After Sin!"

HHL: "Whatever works, Pip; whatever works!"


John Black follows his opponent out of the ring, where an eager Pip offers up his chair for a weapon. JB refuses, choosing to take a metal folding chair from a fan instead, which he smacks across the back of Atara.


PC(sadly): "Guess my chair wasn't good enough............."


JB follows that shot up with a second one, sending Atty rolling around on the floor in agony. He tosses the chair aside and rolls her back in the ring, but chooses to search underneath it rather than follow her. Black eventually comes up with his signature Kendo Stick, which he holds up for a moment before rolling into the ring with it. Atara goes to get up, but John puts her back down with a vicious shot to the face!


HHL: "Is it getting extreme enough for ya, Pip?"

PC: "Not 'til I see some bloodshed, Heather!"


A close-up reveals a massive knot on Atty's forehead, the blood covering her face like crimson make-up.


PC: "NOW it's extreme enough!"


John begins violently whacking away at Atty's back as she desperately covers up her face. After about 4 or 5 shots, he tosses the broken stick aside, drops down, and rolls her over for a cover.

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

John grabs Atara by the hair and uses it to drag her to her feet. He then lifts her up for a Brainbusta, but Atty fights back with a Knee to the top of his head. This almost causes Black to drop her, but he manages to regain his balance. Before he can make another attempt, though, Atara delivers two more knees, this time escaping! She manages to land on her feet and hit a Judgement of Paris out of nowhere!!!!! Upon connecting with the move, both her AND JB drop to the mat.


HHL: "Atara's unable to follow it up with a pin!"

PC: "What a shame, John Black looks like he could be out cold!"


Neither competitor moves for a good chunk of time, until Atty is finally able to start crawling towards her opponent. After what feels like forever, she's eventually able to turn him onto his back and drape an arm across him for the cover.

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THRE---SHOULDER UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HHL: "John Black gets a shoulder up at 2.9!!!!!!"

PC: "If only Atara could've covered him sooner, we'd have a new #1 Contender!"


Atty rolls towards the side of the ring and uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet. She then hobbles over to JB and goes to pick him up, but he rolls her up for a surprise pin!!!!!

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Both competitors stand up, with Atara coming at John with another Judgement of Paris! JB manages to block this one and shove her leg down, using the momentum to place her head between his legs and pull her backwards for a Piledriver!!!!!!


HHL: "Tha Underground Noise!!!"

PC: "John Black just spiked Atara on her head, there's no way she's kicking out of this!!!!!"

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THRE-NO KICKOUT!!!!?!!??!!!!!!!?!


PC: "I don't believe it! Atara will NOT stay down!!!!!"

HHL: "Not only is she a Goddess, Pip, she's a warrior, as well!"


A frustrated John Black slaps the mat a couple times and puts his hands on his hips in disbelief. He then rolls out of the ring and begins searching under it for something to put his opponent away with for good. Eventually, he comes up with a table, which he goes to slide in the ring......................................... only for Atty to Dropkick it into his chest! The blow sends him flying backwards into the barricade, allowing Atara the time to set the table up in the ring, herself.


PC: "I don't think this is what JB had in mind!"


Atty sets the table up before joining her opponent outside the ring. She grabs hold of him, but John fights back with multiple rights to the gut. He then wraps his arms around Atara and rams her, back first, into the side of the ring! Black follows it up with an Irish Whip towards the steel steps, which Atty dives over top of! She rolls to her feet on the other side and Kicks the stairs into JB's knees as he runs towards her!!! This sends him toppling over them, allowing Atara to pick him up and roll him into the ring with ease. She follows him in and delivers a couple Stomps to the back of his head, before bringing him to his feet and dragging him over to the corner closest to the table.


PC: "She could be thinking From a Dove through that table!"

HHL: "You might be right!"


Atara lifts JB up and perches him on the top turnbuckle, before climbing up to the second rope. Atty wraps her arms around Black and attempts to jump off with him, but John manages to prevent it by grabbing hold of the top rope. She tries again, but JB's grip on the rope is just too tight. He begins fighting back, Punching Themis over and over again, until she hunches over in pain. This allows John the opportunity to adjust himself, picking Atty up onto his shoulders as the fans in attendance get to their feet.


PC: "Atara's about to get Blacklisted!"


Before John can jump off, though, Atty fights back with a couple Elbows to the side of his head. She follows it up with a Knee to the other side, before crushing his cranium between a simultaneous Eblow/Knee combination! This shot allows her to escape back into position for a From a Dove, which she immediately goes for as the audience looks on in amazement!


HHL: "From a Dove!"

PC: "Through the table!!!!!"


John Black goes crashing through the table, with Atara landing on top of him in prime position for a pinfall.

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3!!!

Winner and next in line for a shot at the XWF Xtreme Championship, ATARA THEMIS

HHL: "What a match!"

PC: "It wasn't too extreme at first, but in the end, it was a table that made the difference!"

HHL: "Atara just showed us she can be more than a Greco-Roman specialist! Great win for Atty!"


The referee raises Atara's hand as she gets to her feet. She heads on over to one of the corners and climbs onto the second rope, where she cherishes her victory for a moment before leaving the ring.

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