Post by Hylian on Oct 9, 2007 20:06:52 GMT -5
Victoria: the following contest is a Triple Threat match and it is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit.
"Welcome Home" begins playing and the lights go out in the arena. The intro finishes and a spotlight appears on the entrance ramp.
Victoria: Our first contestant, hailing from San Jose, CA, Frankie G!
Frankie G walks out confidently struts out from behind the curtains. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp and looks over the crowd w/ a smirk on his face and then laughs to himself before continuing down the ramp. He makes his way into the ring between the 2nd and 3rd ropes and goes to the nearest turnbuckle. He climbs the turnbuckle and flashes a Randy Orton like pose to the crowd. After, he hops off the turnbuckle and talks trash while he waits for his opponent
Victoria: Introducing our second combatant....
The beginning of the song "Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin without rock plays as a wall of flame blocks the entrance. Once the hard rock begins to play, an explosion blows the flames as Tryant walks out and to the ring. He jumps onto the apron then over the ropes. Once in the middle, he rises his hands into the air and punches his palm as the lyrics “Only the Strongest will survive plays”, and flames blast like a volcano from each corner.
Victoria: From Miami, Florida...Tyrant! And our final warrior.....Fuse!
Fuse's promo clip from earlier plays throughout the arena as the arena itself goes dark. The lights come back up...and both Frankie G and Tyrant get clotheslined with authority by a game and ready Fuse! The referee officially starts the match!
Larry: Whoa!
Nigel: Only in XWE, Larry!
Fuse throws Frankie G off the ropes and nails him with a nice big Boot! Frankie G hits the mat hard as Fuse directs his attention toward Tyrant and plows him with a stiff lariat! Tyrant crumbles after basically backflipping and landing on his neck! Frankie G gains his footing once more. He runs toward Fuse...and Fuse catches him with a nice Snap Powerslam! Fuse, highly excited, pulls Tyrant up to a vetrtical base and hoists him into a Jackknife Powerbomb onto an unconscious Frankie G! Fuse pulls Tyrant on top of Frankie G and covers them both! Fuse for the pin! 1...2....3!
Victoria: The winner of the match....FUSE!
Fuse celebrates with great enthusiasm as the referee hoists his hand in victory! The crowd doesn't know quite what to make of what they just witnessed.
Victoria: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit!
Nigel: Oh boy...here we go! This' not gonna be pretty!
Larry: Nowhere near it! This match went from being a debut match to a grudge match in less time than it takes to lace up a pair of wrestling boots. DEFINITELY bad blood between these two.
"Enemy" begins to play and Damian appears from backstage. He stops at the top of the ramp and fixes his mask before looking into the crowd and beginning down the ramp. Satania then heads over towards the steel steps and walks up them before ducking under the top rope and entering the ring.
Victoria: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 215 pounds and hailing from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada.....DAMIAN SATANIA!
Damian stands dead center of the ring looking up towards the ramp way and raises his arms in the generic victory pose. As he lowers his arms fierce and suddenly a flame pyro comes out of the four ring posts and his music ends.
Victoria: And his opponent.......
"You're The Best" by Joe Esposito begins blaring throughout the arena...but Phate doesn't come out! Satania, expecting foul play or a possible ambush, gets himself into a set fighting stance and starts surveying the arena.
Nigel: This is interesting to say the least.
Larry: This has gotta be more mind games!
Satania, incensed, decides to hop out of the ring and head to the back to extract Phate the hard way! As Damian jumps off the apron and starts heading up the entrance aisle...and Phate pops up from under the ring, a bloodlust in his eyes! Before Satania can turn back around Phate runs down the ramp and nails a vicious Chop Block to the back of the right knee! Satania drops to his knees in pain as Phate mugs cockily and proceeds to drag him by the assaulted leg down the ramp and to the ring, stopping to yank and stomp the knee mercilously.
Nigel: That dirty sonava - - Satania never saw that coming!
Larry: Doctor Phate just enrolled Damian in Heel 101! Y'gotta love a guy who will do anything to win!
Phate tosses Satania into the ring and slinks in himself, the referee finally signalling for the bell and officially starting the match. Satania uses the top rope to pull himself upright - - and Phate runs in, landing a nasty kick to the back of Damian's right knee. Damian falls to the mat, a grimace of anguish permeating his face. Phate admires his handiwork momentarily, waiting for Damian to gain his footing once more. Phate runs in to land another kick to the knee....and Satania leapfrogs the Chop Block! Damian springboards off the middle and top ropes and connects with a modified Whisper In The Wind! Damian allows the momentum from the Whisper In The Wind to roll him through to the opposite end of the ring and springs off with a Lionsault on a prone Phate! Satania for the pin! 1...2...KICKOUT!
Nigel: Satania was looking to have a short evening but it didn't quite pan out.
Larry: He recovered from the leg damage very well but we still don't know if the damage has already been done.
Satania gets back to a vertical base but is still slightly favoring his right knee as he pulls Phate upward and nails a flurry of knife-edge chops, Phate cringing with each blow. Phate, obviously angered, begins popping Satania in the jaw with a flurry of stiff right jabs. Both men alternate shots, Satania chopping and Phate jabbing! The crowd gets louder and louder with each passing shot! Both men seemingly land at least 50 shots each before the both fall to the mat in exhaustion and pain!
Audience: XWE! XWE! XWE!
Nigel: Ohmigod! Eat your heart out Japan!
Larry: I have NEVER seen anything like that in my entire career! These guys are gonna need icepacks STAT!
Phate and Satania both slowly make it back to a vertical base, Satania rising first - - but getting hit with a Grizzly Clothesline to the back of the right knee via a rising Phate! Satania drops to one knee, the pain on his face, as Phate gets up, bounds off the ropes, and hits a Harley Race Knee to the jaw of the kneeling Damian! Before satania can recover Phate hits a nice Running Senton Splash! Phate for the pin! 1...2...2 1/2...KICKOUT! Phate slaps the mat in a moment of anger but then composes himself, stretches Satania's leg out, and hits IT with the Running Senton Splash! Satania screams slightly from the pain as Phate smiles cockily and struts around Damian's body, applying the Garvin Stomp.
Nigel: This is solid old-school wrestling, Larry.
Larry. Definitely. You've gotta keep someone with the speed and agility of Satania down on the mat and Phate is doing that with pretty good results thus far.
Phate finishes the Garvin Stomp, spitting at Satania! Phate bounces off the ropes to nail another Running Senton...and gets hit with a kip-up Hurracanrana counter by Satania! Phate lands on top of his head in a heap, giving Satania a moment to get back to a vertical base. Satania, noticing Phate holding his head while getting back up, hooks Phates head and nails a nice Swinging DDT! Satania for the pin! 1....2.....2 1/2....KICKOUT! Satania hops up to the second rope as Phate stands up and hits a nice Missile Dropkick to the back of Phate's head, followed up by a standing Dropkick to Phate's jaw! Satania for the pin! 1....2.....2 3/4....KICKOUT!
Nigel: That was close! It seems like neither man wants to go down!
Larry: There's a bit too much pride on the line with this one, Nigel. Neither one of these guys is gonna go down easy.
Satania waits for Phate to get to his knees and unleashes a nasty Knife-Edge Chop to Phate's face! Phate seemingly yelps as Satania unleashes four more chops to Phate's face! Damian goes for another Knife Egde Chop....and Phate dodges the blow, rolls behind Satania, and nails Damian with a powerful Polish Hammer to the back of the right knee! Damian goes down and Phate goes for the pin! 1....2....2 1/2.....KICKOUT! Phate, holding his head, and Damian, favoring his right leg, both make it to a vertical base at the same time, Damian hitting a nice Knife Edge Chop to Phate's chest! Phate, angered, eggs him on for more and Satania obliges, landing FORTY chops, the crowd chanting along and counting each shot! Damian gets a tad winded from the barrage...and Phate nails him with the hardest Giant Headbutt in the history of wrestling, busting himself open in the process! Both men fall on the canvas in a heap!
Audience: THIS IS AWESOME! clap-clap-clapclapclap! THIS IS AWESOME! clap-clap-clapclapclap!
The referee begins counting both men out; he gets to seven and both men are both up but on spaghetti legs and favoring their various injuries. Phate turns toward Satania...and gets nailed with The End Of The Line clothesline out of nowhere! Satania for the pin! 1....2....2 9/10....KICKOUT! Satania has a look of shock on his face as he gets back to a vertical base and limps over to the nearest corner to ascend the top rope. Damian looks as if he's going for his patented Fall From Heaven Corkscrew Moonsault...but because he has his back to Phate he doesn't notice Phate getting up! Phate crotches Damian on the top turnbuckle, steps out to the apron and scales the corner that Satania is perched on. He gains his footing...and Damian hits him in the gut! Phate is now ALSO crotched on the top rope! Damian positions Phate and appears to be going for the Frankensteiner...but Phate blocks it, leaving Damian upside-down and in Phate's arms! Phate smiles...and jumps out of the corner, nailing Damian with a Top-Rope Texas Piledriver! Damian is spiked emphatically and Phate is clutching his back and ass in agony!
Audience: Holy SHIT! Holy SHIT!
Nigel: Forget pinfalls! If both of these guys can walk out of this match ALIVE it'll be a miracle!
Phate slowly covers Satania! 1....2....2 2/3...KICKOUT! The crowd erupts as Phate is shocked! Phate gets back to a vertical base and screams "Phate-Sealer!:Phate begs for Satania to get up and goes for the Phate-Sealer - - but Satania blocks it and nails a nasty Enziguri! Phate falls to the mat Ric Flair Style as Satania signals to the corner for the Fall From Heaven! Satania lauches from the top and nails the Corkscrew Moonsault....and the referee that Phate pulled atop himself for cover! The referee is out cold! Damian, very aggravated, screams out "Phate-Sealer!" and motions for Phate to get up!
Larry: He's gonna go for the Phate-Sealer! Satania is looking for the ultimate spit in the face! This match is absolutely crazy!
Satania goes for the Phate-Sealer...and Phate blocks Damian's shot, Dragon Screwing his right leg! Damian falls awkwardly on the mat as Phate slides out of the ring and grabs a chair! Phate slides in, weapon in hand...and Damian nails a Leg Drop to the back of Phate's head, forcing his face into the chair! Phate clutches his face as he rises to a vertical base. Satania springboards off the ropes and goes for a Sunset Flip - - but Phate counters it by sitting down on Damian! Another referee slides into the ring to count the pin - - and Phate grabs the top-rope after the ref slides in for leverage! 1....2...3!
Victoria: Here is your winner...DOCTOR PHATE!
Nigel: The ref never saw it!
Larry: What a despicable ending for a great match!
Phate flees the rings before Damian can lay hands on him! The crowd boos emphatically as Phate gets his hand raised by the referee! Damian sits in the ring in disbelief and anger at the idea of just being screwed out of a victory!
Victoria: The following contest is the TLC Match for the XWE Middleweight Championship!
(The crowd cheered!)
Larry: Here we go!
(Right Now by SR-71 plays. Loud boos can be heard throughout the arena.)
Victoria: Introducing the challenger, accompanied by his bodyguard, Vladimir Schomofsky, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 230 pounds, Mr. Great!
(Boos go louder as Mr. Great makes his usual entrance.)
Nigel: As you hear from our capacity crowd, they do not appreciate his actions in Hylian's office earlier tonight.
Larry: He took part of TPW's hardcore advantage by breaking into the chairman's office and stealing all of TPW's custom weapons. He even tricked poor Stacey Fraiser along the way.
Nigel: Ooh! I just can't wait to see Mr. Great's face as soon as he finds out who Stacey's with right now!
(Mr. Great snatches the microphone from Jose Wilson. Vladimir shoves Wilson to the turnbuckle. Fans did not appreciate that at all.)
Mr. Great: Before we get this match started, I want all of you Atlanta hicks to take a look at what your next XWE Middleweight Champion looks like!
(Crowd boos)
Mr. Great: TPW, I took every advantage I can from you. I took all of your custom-made weapons. I even have Vladimir Schomofsky at my corner. Face it, Platinum. Pride will fail and greatness will prevail. Bring your ass to this ring right now and kiss that Middleweight title goodbye!
(Mr. Great drops the microphone. Jose Wilson cautiously grabs the microphone since he was not to far from Vladimir Schomofsky. Pride by Saliva plays. The crowd goes crazy. Chants of "TPW" goes louder and louder. Finally, TPW makes his way onto the stage.)
Victoria: And the opponent, from the centennial state of Colorado, weighing 245 pounds, he is the XWE Middleweight Champion, The Platinum Warrior!
(TPW points his barbed wired baseball bat at Vladimir. Vladimir didn't seem to be scared at all. TPW pointed to the entry way of the stage, out comes Stacey Fraiser.)
Larry: There she is. Let's get the cameras back to Mr. Great.
(Mr. Great is furious! He goes to the ropes screaming and yelling and wants to get out of the ring and charge after TPW but Vladimir pulled him back to prevent it from happening. TPW, holding Stacey's hand walks down the ramp and stopped at ringside. TPW asks Stacey to hold the bat, gives her the bat, takes off the belt around his waist and kisses it before handing it to the referee.)
Nigel: You can see TPW kissing his belt because he doesn't know if tonight will be his last night as Middleweight Champion.
(The referee adjusts the belt onto the hook before it was hovered 15 feet above the ring. Stacey pleads TPW to be careful. TPW tells her that he can't be to sure of that. TPW slides in the ring, Vladimir lets go of Mr. Great, Mr. Great charges at TPW and stomps him rapidly.)
(The Bell Rings)
Mr. Great continues to stomp TPW. He then gets to his knees and proceded to deliver punches to the head. Mr. Great helps TPW to get back on his feet. Mr. Great gives TPW a few more punches before tossing TPW to the ropes. TPW bounces off the ropes, Mr. Great executes a running spinning heel kick to TPW's face at full speed. Mr. Great tries to help TPW up again but TPW lefts Mr. Great by the legs and delivers a thunderous spine buster. TPW gets on top of Mr. Great and delivered punches of his own!
Larry: This ain't your ordinary wrestling match anymore, this is a brawl!
Nigel: A brawl indeed!
TPW gets back up, still having some effects from that spinning heel kick, helps Mr. Great up, tosses him to the turnbuckle, delivers more punches to Mr. Great's abdominal area and giving the final punch to Mr. Great's jaw. Mr. Great looked as if he was gonna fall back down to the mat but TPW pushes him back to the turnbuckle. TPW delivered three thunderous chops to the chest. TPW goes to the opposite turnbuckle from Mr. Great's location. TPW charges at full speed but stops as soon as he spotted Vladimir pulling Mr. Great out of the ring.
(Crowd boos)
Larry: Oh come on!
The referee tries to talk to Vladimir but Vladimir knocks the ref out cold! Vladimir shakes Mr. Great up so he can quickly recover from TPW's punches he received. TPW couldn't take it anymore. TPW bounces off the ropes, jumps over the ropes, Mr. Great ducks and TPW lands on top of Vladimir.
(Crowd cheers)
Nigel: He missed but the crowd doesn't seem to care.
Mr. Great, looking like he recovered from TPW's attacks, quickly grabs a chair from ringside, goes to TPW and whacks his back with the steel chair before TPW got back up. Mr. Great continued to slam the chair onto TPW's back.
Larry: He's really taking advantage of TPW's bad back.
Nigel: Keep in mind that it was a back injury that kept TPW out of the squared circle for over a year and if Mr. Great keeps this up, we could see TPW's career come to an end.
Stacey looks terrified. She leaves the baseball bat at the timekeeper's table. As soon as Mr. Great has the chair in the air for another blow, Stacey tries to grab the chair but she just does not have enough strength to yank it from Mr. Great. Mr. Great turns around and looks annoyed with the situlation. Mr. Great keeps walking towards Stacey, she keeps stepping back and then she eventually gets cornered by the timekeeper's table. She grabs the baseball bat but Mr. Great laughs and attempts to swing the chair at her.
Larry: Don't do it!
Luckily, TPW recovered from his chair shots while Mr. Great was cornering Stacey. TPW moved as fast as he could to get to Mr. Great. Mr. Great felt that TPW is right behind him. He turned around and tried to swing but TPW catches the chair. The two had a power struggle until TPW kicked Mr. Great in the gut. Mr. Great drops the chair, TPW picks up the chair, swings the chair, Mr. Great ducks again and TPW came very close from hitting Stacey. TPW stopped on time but when TPW tried to calm Stacey down, Mr. Great kicked TPW in the back. TPW groaned in pain. Mr. Great got the chair and smacked TPW's head with it. TPW is now laying on the mat flat on his back with no signs of conciousness.
Nigel: I think TPW is out cold.
Mr. Great grasps Stacey by the hair.
Larry: Let go of her dammit!
Van: Yeah, why would you do that?
Stacey screams in pain. Mr. Great smirks and chuckled.
Mr. Great: I'll take care of you later.
Mr. Great tosses her out of his way. He goes to the opposite side of the ring to grab a ladder. He tosses the ladder into the ring. Mr. Great sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring. While he was setting up the ladder,
Nigel: Well, Stacey better wake TPW up as fast as she could otherwise we could see a new champion.
Stacey tries desperatley to get TPW back to conciousness. He eventually wakes up and finds Mr. Great taking his first step on the ladder. TPW moved as fast as he could to get back in the ring without hurting his weak back. He slides into the ring and climbs the other side of the ladder. The two exchanged blows 10 feet feet in the air. TPW goes for a punch but Mr. Great gets off on time. Mr. Great pushes the ladder aside. TPW jumps of the ladder and lands on his feet but it didn't really look like it did any good for his back.
Larry: Uh oh.
Nigel: That doesn't look good.
TPW staggered backwards and sits on the middle rope holding his back. Mr. Great charges for TPW, TPW managed to toss Mr. Great over his shoulders but Mr. Great grabbed the top rope on time and landed feet first onto the apron. Mr. Great turns TPW around and pokes TPW's left eye with one finger. TPW is now holding his back and his eye, meaning there could be no way he could defend himself. Mr. Great jumps onto the top rope, then he jumps of it and attempts a springboard clothesline. TPW sees him coming with his right eye and executes a perfect shuffle side kick onto Mr. Great. Both man fall onto the mat at the same time but Mr. Great gets the worst of it!
(Crowd goes crazy and chants "this is awesome!")
Larry: That was incredible!
TPW and Mr. Great strugguled to get back on their feet. They exchanged blows again and again. Cheers for TPW's punches. Boos for Mr. Great's punches. TPW blocked one of Mr. Great's punches and delivers three more punches before tossing Mr. Great to the ropes. TPW attempts a clothesline but misses. Mr. Great jumps onto the middle the rope and performs a Lionsault. TPW catches him but Mr. Great counters with a Reverse DDT almsot immediatley after being caught. Mr. Great grabs the ladder and sets it against a turnbuckle. However, he wasn't going to use it just yet. He was waiting for TPW to get to his knee.
Nigel: I think he is ready to show TPW the Great Finale!
"Welcome Home" begins playing and the lights go out in the arena. The intro finishes and a spotlight appears on the entrance ramp.
Victoria: Our first contestant, hailing from San Jose, CA, Frankie G!
Frankie G walks out confidently struts out from behind the curtains. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp and looks over the crowd w/ a smirk on his face and then laughs to himself before continuing down the ramp. He makes his way into the ring between the 2nd and 3rd ropes and goes to the nearest turnbuckle. He climbs the turnbuckle and flashes a Randy Orton like pose to the crowd. After, he hops off the turnbuckle and talks trash while he waits for his opponent
Victoria: Introducing our second combatant....
The beginning of the song "Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin without rock plays as a wall of flame blocks the entrance. Once the hard rock begins to play, an explosion blows the flames as Tryant walks out and to the ring. He jumps onto the apron then over the ropes. Once in the middle, he rises his hands into the air and punches his palm as the lyrics “Only the Strongest will survive plays”, and flames blast like a volcano from each corner.
Victoria: From Miami, Florida...Tyrant! And our final warrior.....Fuse!
Fuse's promo clip from earlier plays throughout the arena as the arena itself goes dark. The lights come back up...and both Frankie G and Tyrant get clotheslined with authority by a game and ready Fuse! The referee officially starts the match!
Larry: Whoa!
Nigel: Only in XWE, Larry!
Fuse throws Frankie G off the ropes and nails him with a nice big Boot! Frankie G hits the mat hard as Fuse directs his attention toward Tyrant and plows him with a stiff lariat! Tyrant crumbles after basically backflipping and landing on his neck! Frankie G gains his footing once more. He runs toward Fuse...and Fuse catches him with a nice Snap Powerslam! Fuse, highly excited, pulls Tyrant up to a vetrtical base and hoists him into a Jackknife Powerbomb onto an unconscious Frankie G! Fuse pulls Tyrant on top of Frankie G and covers them both! Fuse for the pin! 1...2....3!
Victoria: The winner of the match....FUSE!
Fuse celebrates with great enthusiasm as the referee hoists his hand in victory! The crowd doesn't know quite what to make of what they just witnessed.
Victoria: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit!
Nigel: Oh boy...here we go! This' not gonna be pretty!
Larry: Nowhere near it! This match went from being a debut match to a grudge match in less time than it takes to lace up a pair of wrestling boots. DEFINITELY bad blood between these two.
"Enemy" begins to play and Damian appears from backstage. He stops at the top of the ramp and fixes his mask before looking into the crowd and beginning down the ramp. Satania then heads over towards the steel steps and walks up them before ducking under the top rope and entering the ring.
Victoria: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 215 pounds and hailing from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada.....DAMIAN SATANIA!
Damian stands dead center of the ring looking up towards the ramp way and raises his arms in the generic victory pose. As he lowers his arms fierce and suddenly a flame pyro comes out of the four ring posts and his music ends.
Victoria: And his opponent.......
"You're The Best" by Joe Esposito begins blaring throughout the arena...but Phate doesn't come out! Satania, expecting foul play or a possible ambush, gets himself into a set fighting stance and starts surveying the arena.
Nigel: This is interesting to say the least.
Larry: This has gotta be more mind games!
Satania, incensed, decides to hop out of the ring and head to the back to extract Phate the hard way! As Damian jumps off the apron and starts heading up the entrance aisle...and Phate pops up from under the ring, a bloodlust in his eyes! Before Satania can turn back around Phate runs down the ramp and nails a vicious Chop Block to the back of the right knee! Satania drops to his knees in pain as Phate mugs cockily and proceeds to drag him by the assaulted leg down the ramp and to the ring, stopping to yank and stomp the knee mercilously.
Nigel: That dirty sonava - - Satania never saw that coming!
Larry: Doctor Phate just enrolled Damian in Heel 101! Y'gotta love a guy who will do anything to win!
Phate tosses Satania into the ring and slinks in himself, the referee finally signalling for the bell and officially starting the match. Satania uses the top rope to pull himself upright - - and Phate runs in, landing a nasty kick to the back of Damian's right knee. Damian falls to the mat, a grimace of anguish permeating his face. Phate admires his handiwork momentarily, waiting for Damian to gain his footing once more. Phate runs in to land another kick to the knee....and Satania leapfrogs the Chop Block! Damian springboards off the middle and top ropes and connects with a modified Whisper In The Wind! Damian allows the momentum from the Whisper In The Wind to roll him through to the opposite end of the ring and springs off with a Lionsault on a prone Phate! Satania for the pin! 1...2...KICKOUT!
Nigel: Satania was looking to have a short evening but it didn't quite pan out.
Larry: He recovered from the leg damage very well but we still don't know if the damage has already been done.
Satania gets back to a vertical base but is still slightly favoring his right knee as he pulls Phate upward and nails a flurry of knife-edge chops, Phate cringing with each blow. Phate, obviously angered, begins popping Satania in the jaw with a flurry of stiff right jabs. Both men alternate shots, Satania chopping and Phate jabbing! The crowd gets louder and louder with each passing shot! Both men seemingly land at least 50 shots each before the both fall to the mat in exhaustion and pain!
Audience: XWE! XWE! XWE!
Nigel: Ohmigod! Eat your heart out Japan!
Larry: I have NEVER seen anything like that in my entire career! These guys are gonna need icepacks STAT!
Phate and Satania both slowly make it back to a vertical base, Satania rising first - - but getting hit with a Grizzly Clothesline to the back of the right knee via a rising Phate! Satania drops to one knee, the pain on his face, as Phate gets up, bounds off the ropes, and hits a Harley Race Knee to the jaw of the kneeling Damian! Before satania can recover Phate hits a nice Running Senton Splash! Phate for the pin! 1...2...2 1/2...KICKOUT! Phate slaps the mat in a moment of anger but then composes himself, stretches Satania's leg out, and hits IT with the Running Senton Splash! Satania screams slightly from the pain as Phate smiles cockily and struts around Damian's body, applying the Garvin Stomp.
Nigel: This is solid old-school wrestling, Larry.
Larry. Definitely. You've gotta keep someone with the speed and agility of Satania down on the mat and Phate is doing that with pretty good results thus far.
Phate finishes the Garvin Stomp, spitting at Satania! Phate bounces off the ropes to nail another Running Senton...and gets hit with a kip-up Hurracanrana counter by Satania! Phate lands on top of his head in a heap, giving Satania a moment to get back to a vertical base. Satania, noticing Phate holding his head while getting back up, hooks Phates head and nails a nice Swinging DDT! Satania for the pin! 1....2.....2 1/2....KICKOUT! Satania hops up to the second rope as Phate stands up and hits a nice Missile Dropkick to the back of Phate's head, followed up by a standing Dropkick to Phate's jaw! Satania for the pin! 1....2.....2 3/4....KICKOUT!
Nigel: That was close! It seems like neither man wants to go down!
Larry: There's a bit too much pride on the line with this one, Nigel. Neither one of these guys is gonna go down easy.
Satania waits for Phate to get to his knees and unleashes a nasty Knife-Edge Chop to Phate's face! Phate seemingly yelps as Satania unleashes four more chops to Phate's face! Damian goes for another Knife Egde Chop....and Phate dodges the blow, rolls behind Satania, and nails Damian with a powerful Polish Hammer to the back of the right knee! Damian goes down and Phate goes for the pin! 1....2....2 1/2.....KICKOUT! Phate, holding his head, and Damian, favoring his right leg, both make it to a vertical base at the same time, Damian hitting a nice Knife Edge Chop to Phate's chest! Phate, angered, eggs him on for more and Satania obliges, landing FORTY chops, the crowd chanting along and counting each shot! Damian gets a tad winded from the barrage...and Phate nails him with the hardest Giant Headbutt in the history of wrestling, busting himself open in the process! Both men fall on the canvas in a heap!
Audience: THIS IS AWESOME! clap-clap-clapclapclap! THIS IS AWESOME! clap-clap-clapclapclap!
The referee begins counting both men out; he gets to seven and both men are both up but on spaghetti legs and favoring their various injuries. Phate turns toward Satania...and gets nailed with The End Of The Line clothesline out of nowhere! Satania for the pin! 1....2....2 9/10....KICKOUT! Satania has a look of shock on his face as he gets back to a vertical base and limps over to the nearest corner to ascend the top rope. Damian looks as if he's going for his patented Fall From Heaven Corkscrew Moonsault...but because he has his back to Phate he doesn't notice Phate getting up! Phate crotches Damian on the top turnbuckle, steps out to the apron and scales the corner that Satania is perched on. He gains his footing...and Damian hits him in the gut! Phate is now ALSO crotched on the top rope! Damian positions Phate and appears to be going for the Frankensteiner...but Phate blocks it, leaving Damian upside-down and in Phate's arms! Phate smiles...and jumps out of the corner, nailing Damian with a Top-Rope Texas Piledriver! Damian is spiked emphatically and Phate is clutching his back and ass in agony!
Audience: Holy SHIT! Holy SHIT!
Nigel: Forget pinfalls! If both of these guys can walk out of this match ALIVE it'll be a miracle!
Phate slowly covers Satania! 1....2....2 2/3...KICKOUT! The crowd erupts as Phate is shocked! Phate gets back to a vertical base and screams "Phate-Sealer!:Phate begs for Satania to get up and goes for the Phate-Sealer - - but Satania blocks it and nails a nasty Enziguri! Phate falls to the mat Ric Flair Style as Satania signals to the corner for the Fall From Heaven! Satania lauches from the top and nails the Corkscrew Moonsault....and the referee that Phate pulled atop himself for cover! The referee is out cold! Damian, very aggravated, screams out "Phate-Sealer!" and motions for Phate to get up!
Larry: He's gonna go for the Phate-Sealer! Satania is looking for the ultimate spit in the face! This match is absolutely crazy!
Satania goes for the Phate-Sealer...and Phate blocks Damian's shot, Dragon Screwing his right leg! Damian falls awkwardly on the mat as Phate slides out of the ring and grabs a chair! Phate slides in, weapon in hand...and Damian nails a Leg Drop to the back of Phate's head, forcing his face into the chair! Phate clutches his face as he rises to a vertical base. Satania springboards off the ropes and goes for a Sunset Flip - - but Phate counters it by sitting down on Damian! Another referee slides into the ring to count the pin - - and Phate grabs the top-rope after the ref slides in for leverage! 1....2...3!
Victoria: Here is your winner...DOCTOR PHATE!
Nigel: The ref never saw it!
Larry: What a despicable ending for a great match!
Phate flees the rings before Damian can lay hands on him! The crowd boos emphatically as Phate gets his hand raised by the referee! Damian sits in the ring in disbelief and anger at the idea of just being screwed out of a victory!
Victoria: The following contest is the TLC Match for the XWE Middleweight Championship!
(The crowd cheered!)
Larry: Here we go!
(Right Now by SR-71 plays. Loud boos can be heard throughout the arena.)
Victoria: Introducing the challenger, accompanied by his bodyguard, Vladimir Schomofsky, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 230 pounds, Mr. Great!
(Boos go louder as Mr. Great makes his usual entrance.)
Nigel: As you hear from our capacity crowd, they do not appreciate his actions in Hylian's office earlier tonight.
Larry: He took part of TPW's hardcore advantage by breaking into the chairman's office and stealing all of TPW's custom weapons. He even tricked poor Stacey Fraiser along the way.
Nigel: Ooh! I just can't wait to see Mr. Great's face as soon as he finds out who Stacey's with right now!
(Mr. Great snatches the microphone from Jose Wilson. Vladimir shoves Wilson to the turnbuckle. Fans did not appreciate that at all.)
Mr. Great: Before we get this match started, I want all of you Atlanta hicks to take a look at what your next XWE Middleweight Champion looks like!
(Crowd boos)
Mr. Great: TPW, I took every advantage I can from you. I took all of your custom-made weapons. I even have Vladimir Schomofsky at my corner. Face it, Platinum. Pride will fail and greatness will prevail. Bring your ass to this ring right now and kiss that Middleweight title goodbye!
(Mr. Great drops the microphone. Jose Wilson cautiously grabs the microphone since he was not to far from Vladimir Schomofsky. Pride by Saliva plays. The crowd goes crazy. Chants of "TPW" goes louder and louder. Finally, TPW makes his way onto the stage.)
Victoria: And the opponent, from the centennial state of Colorado, weighing 245 pounds, he is the XWE Middleweight Champion, The Platinum Warrior!
(TPW points his barbed wired baseball bat at Vladimir. Vladimir didn't seem to be scared at all. TPW pointed to the entry way of the stage, out comes Stacey Fraiser.)
Larry: There she is. Let's get the cameras back to Mr. Great.
(Mr. Great is furious! He goes to the ropes screaming and yelling and wants to get out of the ring and charge after TPW but Vladimir pulled him back to prevent it from happening. TPW, holding Stacey's hand walks down the ramp and stopped at ringside. TPW asks Stacey to hold the bat, gives her the bat, takes off the belt around his waist and kisses it before handing it to the referee.)
Nigel: You can see TPW kissing his belt because he doesn't know if tonight will be his last night as Middleweight Champion.
(The referee adjusts the belt onto the hook before it was hovered 15 feet above the ring. Stacey pleads TPW to be careful. TPW tells her that he can't be to sure of that. TPW slides in the ring, Vladimir lets go of Mr. Great, Mr. Great charges at TPW and stomps him rapidly.)
(The Bell Rings)
Mr. Great continues to stomp TPW. He then gets to his knees and proceded to deliver punches to the head. Mr. Great helps TPW to get back on his feet. Mr. Great gives TPW a few more punches before tossing TPW to the ropes. TPW bounces off the ropes, Mr. Great executes a running spinning heel kick to TPW's face at full speed. Mr. Great tries to help TPW up again but TPW lefts Mr. Great by the legs and delivers a thunderous spine buster. TPW gets on top of Mr. Great and delivered punches of his own!
Larry: This ain't your ordinary wrestling match anymore, this is a brawl!
Nigel: A brawl indeed!
TPW gets back up, still having some effects from that spinning heel kick, helps Mr. Great up, tosses him to the turnbuckle, delivers more punches to Mr. Great's abdominal area and giving the final punch to Mr. Great's jaw. Mr. Great looked as if he was gonna fall back down to the mat but TPW pushes him back to the turnbuckle. TPW delivered three thunderous chops to the chest. TPW goes to the opposite turnbuckle from Mr. Great's location. TPW charges at full speed but stops as soon as he spotted Vladimir pulling Mr. Great out of the ring.
(Crowd boos)
Larry: Oh come on!
The referee tries to talk to Vladimir but Vladimir knocks the ref out cold! Vladimir shakes Mr. Great up so he can quickly recover from TPW's punches he received. TPW couldn't take it anymore. TPW bounces off the ropes, jumps over the ropes, Mr. Great ducks and TPW lands on top of Vladimir.
(Crowd cheers)
Nigel: He missed but the crowd doesn't seem to care.
Mr. Great, looking like he recovered from TPW's attacks, quickly grabs a chair from ringside, goes to TPW and whacks his back with the steel chair before TPW got back up. Mr. Great continued to slam the chair onto TPW's back.
Larry: He's really taking advantage of TPW's bad back.
Nigel: Keep in mind that it was a back injury that kept TPW out of the squared circle for over a year and if Mr. Great keeps this up, we could see TPW's career come to an end.
Stacey looks terrified. She leaves the baseball bat at the timekeeper's table. As soon as Mr. Great has the chair in the air for another blow, Stacey tries to grab the chair but she just does not have enough strength to yank it from Mr. Great. Mr. Great turns around and looks annoyed with the situlation. Mr. Great keeps walking towards Stacey, she keeps stepping back and then she eventually gets cornered by the timekeeper's table. She grabs the baseball bat but Mr. Great laughs and attempts to swing the chair at her.
Larry: Don't do it!
Luckily, TPW recovered from his chair shots while Mr. Great was cornering Stacey. TPW moved as fast as he could to get to Mr. Great. Mr. Great felt that TPW is right behind him. He turned around and tried to swing but TPW catches the chair. The two had a power struggle until TPW kicked Mr. Great in the gut. Mr. Great drops the chair, TPW picks up the chair, swings the chair, Mr. Great ducks again and TPW came very close from hitting Stacey. TPW stopped on time but when TPW tried to calm Stacey down, Mr. Great kicked TPW in the back. TPW groaned in pain. Mr. Great got the chair and smacked TPW's head with it. TPW is now laying on the mat flat on his back with no signs of conciousness.
Nigel: I think TPW is out cold.
Mr. Great grasps Stacey by the hair.
Larry: Let go of her dammit!
Van: Yeah, why would you do that?
Stacey screams in pain. Mr. Great smirks and chuckled.
Mr. Great: I'll take care of you later.
Mr. Great tosses her out of his way. He goes to the opposite side of the ring to grab a ladder. He tosses the ladder into the ring. Mr. Great sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring. While he was setting up the ladder,
Nigel: Well, Stacey better wake TPW up as fast as she could otherwise we could see a new champion.
Stacey tries desperatley to get TPW back to conciousness. He eventually wakes up and finds Mr. Great taking his first step on the ladder. TPW moved as fast as he could to get back in the ring without hurting his weak back. He slides into the ring and climbs the other side of the ladder. The two exchanged blows 10 feet feet in the air. TPW goes for a punch but Mr. Great gets off on time. Mr. Great pushes the ladder aside. TPW jumps of the ladder and lands on his feet but it didn't really look like it did any good for his back.
Larry: Uh oh.
Nigel: That doesn't look good.
TPW staggered backwards and sits on the middle rope holding his back. Mr. Great charges for TPW, TPW managed to toss Mr. Great over his shoulders but Mr. Great grabbed the top rope on time and landed feet first onto the apron. Mr. Great turns TPW around and pokes TPW's left eye with one finger. TPW is now holding his back and his eye, meaning there could be no way he could defend himself. Mr. Great jumps onto the top rope, then he jumps of it and attempts a springboard clothesline. TPW sees him coming with his right eye and executes a perfect shuffle side kick onto Mr. Great. Both man fall onto the mat at the same time but Mr. Great gets the worst of it!
(Crowd goes crazy and chants "this is awesome!")
Larry: That was incredible!
TPW and Mr. Great strugguled to get back on their feet. They exchanged blows again and again. Cheers for TPW's punches. Boos for Mr. Great's punches. TPW blocked one of Mr. Great's punches and delivers three more punches before tossing Mr. Great to the ropes. TPW attempts a clothesline but misses. Mr. Great jumps onto the middle the rope and performs a Lionsault. TPW catches him but Mr. Great counters with a Reverse DDT almsot immediatley after being caught. Mr. Great grabs the ladder and sets it against a turnbuckle. However, he wasn't going to use it just yet. He was waiting for TPW to get to his knee.
Nigel: I think he is ready to show TPW the Great Finale!
