E-Wrestling for Cagesiders: Wednesday Night Revival (Feb. 8, 2012)

After an abrupt departure by the visionary of RPW, the revival lives on!!!! As promised, Dannie and I have teamed up as new Executive Producers on this wonderful show and we are kicking it into overdrive. The End of the World is coming and the hype could not be getting hotter, could it!? Last night's show was epic and featured some great in ring action as well as some stunning turns of events. After the jump, you can read it in all it's glory.

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Check out the show after the jump!

The camera is rolling and Mr. Nice Guy is stood in front of Cinderella Castle at the Walt Disney World Resort on a beautiful day in Orlando, Florida. It soon becomes obvious that MNG is filming himself with a video camera. He is holding it in one hand with his arm at full stretch capturing his face and the stunning backdrop. The video wobbles slightly until Mr. Nice Guy is happy the shot will be straight.

MR. NICE GUY: Ah finally, just perfect.

A satisfied smile on his face.

MR. NICE GUY: I’m in town for a few days so I thought I’d see the sights and attractions. As you all can imagine I am eagerly anticipating my match against Malcolm Valenzuela at Wednesday Night Revival. He has been on my mind constantly but sometimes it can be a good thing to get away from wrestling. This is why I came here. The good news is I am fit and healthy now; the ankle has gotten a lot better. The RPW Doctors want one last check-up before the match on Wednesday, but I will get the green light to wrestle, I’m sure about that. The “Escape Artist” is in for a world of hurt when we meet in that ring. Having faced Valenzuela in tag team competition a couple of weeks back, I know what he is all about. I have him well scouted. This time he doesn’t have a partner to bail him out.

Points to his head with his free hand.

MR. NICE GUY: He is already in the MNG Memory Log Book. I can pull all of that information out when the bell rings and I am telling you now that I have his number. Don’t believe me? Then just go back and watch the first ever Wednesday Night Revival, which I am positive you all still have on your DVR.

His right arm begins to tire so he moves the camera into his left hand, during the switch the camera drops slightly revealing a grey sweatshirt with an evil Mickey Mouse motif on it.

MR. NICE GUY: Once you’ve seen the tag team match again you will realise I dominated Valenzuela and I plan on controlling the bout once more with my technical prowess.

Something catches the eye of Mr. Nice Guy; he turns the camera around and picks up a man wearing a Tom Brady, New England Patriots jersey, he directs the camera back to himself.

MR. NICE GUY: I watched the NFL Conference Championship games last week. Yeh, who’d have thought a Brit, would understand American Football. See that’s just it, we are smart. I can’t help but feel if only the New England Patriots dropped the words ‘new’ and ‘patriots’ from their name they would be even more successful than they have been. That name would strike fear into opponents and would stand for intelligence, power, speed and so many other superlatives.

MNG realises he has gone off topic slightly and pauses.

MR. NICE GUY: Returning to my original point. Valenzuela bring everything you got because I will be there and I will be the best. Ok I am going to wrap things up here as my battery is….

The camera cuts abruptly.

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CONGREGATION…. WELCOME…

TO THE REVIVAL

Saosin’s “Voices”

♪ Opening music ♪

John “The Brand” Brandenburg stretches his students at the Black Knight Gym while barely breaking a sweat. Sketchy Dan is in a dive bar chatting up a girl much younger than him. He spies the camera and offers the cameraman a PBR. Len “’Ard” Knox takes a pint from a bartender and smiles big into the camera. Mr. Nice Guy jumps rope in an empty gym, ever-present smile on his face.

♪ I miss the part, when weee were moving foooorward now ♪

Malcolm Valenzuela is in front of an RPW-logo bus. He crosses his arms and flashes a big smile. Aron Scythe is working up a sweat in the gym for his comeback wearing an anime T-shirt, taking the time to smile at the camera mid-workout.

♪ (Onnn our way dooown) ♪

Ian Jones bashes away at a punching bag in a dimly lit room, laughing maniacally.

♪ But maaaaaybe someday I'll be something moooore than loooove ♪

A cameraman approaches Magenta Moon, but she is too busy looking at herself in a handheld mirror to notice. Leanna “Sunshine” Moringside greets a camera with a wave and a smile.

♪ Just know I’ll never tell ♪

Brett Bannion is at a bar. He grins and lifts a shot as a toast.

♪ And when you’re on your way down, ♪

Kirk Cobain is in his room, legs crossed on his bed. He looks up to meet the camera’s gaze.

♪ and you’re waiting for your body’s reentry agaaain ♪

Hakai Dragon brutally assaults Ian Jones with kicks. Hakai applies a Muta Lock to Ian Jones. Hakai Dragon celebrates with the RPW Iron Man title.

♪ We speeeeak in diff-reeent voiceees! ♪

Damien Wolfe and Mr. Nice Guy stand back to back with arms crossed in front of the white and red English flag. Jafaar al-Sultan rings the opening bell on Wall Street, then stares into the camera with a smirk.

♪ When fighting with the ones we’ve loved! ♪

“The Grappler” Gary Graplin successfully tackles an inanimate training dummy while in full wrestling gear. He looks back at the camera with a laughable grimace on his face.

♪ We speeeeak in diff-reeent voiceees! ♪

Punk rock Ryan Mercy is headbanging at a rock show. San Diego Martin stands arms crossed with El Omega 23 towering behind him.

♪ Why can’t we say what we’re thinking oooof? ♪

Landon Jackson stands in front of the penitentiary that just recently held him prisoner. He tosses a punch at the camera, knocking the camera and its operator to the ground, ending the transmission!

The scene opens inside an arena in ORLANDO, FLORIDA where the fans are eager to see their first live RPW event! The crowd cheers wildly as fireworks erupt around the stage area and put up their signs for the camera to see as it pans around the building to catch the throng of RPW fans in attendance.

SAVE THE BRAND!

BAN THE BRAND!

KIRK COBAIN HAS HEAD LICE!

LEONARD KNOX IS #1!

I’D ORBIT MAGENTA MOON!

THE REVIVAL LIVES ON!!!!!

The camera cuts to the announcer’s booth where Harold Murphy and Dominic Golden are seated! Murph is in his simple black suit and tie and well-coiffed hair. Dominic Golden is in a black cut-off shirt and ripped jeans with a black bandana and black shades.

MURPHY: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Orlando where we are LIVE for Wednesday Night Revival and Revival Pro Wrestling! Tonight is the beginning of a new era here in RPW! I’m being informed we have a new executive General Manager with some incredible plans.

GOLDEN: More importantly Murph, It should be an excellent card because tonight is the night that John Brandenburg’s SIGNATURE BRAND is BANNED from RPW by Commissioner Dobbs?

MURPHY: Well now Mr. Dobbs hasn’t said one way or another yet whether it is banned or not!

GOLDEN: It’s illegal, and Dobbs is sometimes a smart guy! He’ll do the right thing!

MURPHY: While that’s big news for sure, we have a double main event that should rock this town! First the RPW Iron Man title goes up for grabs as the champion Hakai Dragon has to defend against not one, but TWO dangerous opponents in El Omega 23 and Landon Jackson!

GOLDEN: Hard to bet against the Dragon at this point, but I don’t like his chances against these two bruisers!

MURPHY: He certainly has his work cut out for him, Dom! Also, in the second main event Ian Jones will take on the plucky Kirk Cobain for a chance to go to The End of the World and a shot at the RPW Heavyweight Championship!

GOLDEN: Cobain has no chance! He blacked out (apparently) and took down Damien Wolfe and Mr. Nice Guy! Those two guys will be on the hunt tonight!

MURPHY: Speaking of Mr. Nice Guy, he will be taking on Malcolm Valenzuela! These two met the first week of Wednesday Night Revival, and Valenzuela came out on top while teaming with John Brandenburg. How will he stand on his own?

GOLDEN: I don’t know, we will have to see.

MURPHY: Nice Guy is just coming off a small injury, so we’ll see! We also have Jafaar al-Sultan against “The Grappler” Gary Graplin, Leonard Knox against Ryan Mercy and Sketchy Dan against Brett Bannion and more! Let’s get it started! Leonard Knox and Ryan Mercy are already in the ring, they have already been announced and they are about to lock up, joining up in commentary we have RPW Superstar “Ravishing” Ronnie Reynolds.

GOLDEN: Welcome Mr.Reynolds.

The shot switches to the ring where both Knox and Mercy have already locked up and are actively trying to overpower each other, Knox slowly starts getting the upper hand and Mercy sees himself backed up into a corner, the lock up is broken and Knox strikes with persistent forearm jabs, Mercy explodes out off the corner with a double leg, lifts up his opponent and delivers a powerful spinebuster in the middle of the ring.

MURPHY: Ryan Mercy showing tremendous athleticism.

REYNOLDS: Nothing I couldn’t do better.

Mercy sees himself ahead and quickly picks up Knox, puts him in a front facelock and transitions into a stalling vertical suplex, the crowd starts to count the seconds that Ryan is able to keep his opponent lifted up. Knox is able to reverse position and lands on his feet, behind Ryan. Knox takes advantage and uses a Russian leg sweep to get the fight to the mat, a follow up cover only nets 1.

Knox forcefully helps Mercy back to his feet and goes for the irish whip, REVERSAL! Mercy manages to turn the tide into an irish whip of his own and Knox goes back- first into the corner. Mercy is in his southpaw stance and delivers some hard straight lefts to the midsection of Knox, the English brawler. Now it is Knox who explodes out of the corner with a spinebuster.

MURPHY: Payback time!

REYNOLDS: Still not impressed.

Knox doesn’t lose one second and seems to be setting up the prone Mercy for a piledriver, both men struggle for it but in the end Mercy wins out with a Back Body Drop, Knox rushes back into his feet but is met with a dropkick to the leg and a discus punch that floors him. Mercy looks to continue his momentum by running into the ropes where he jumps and springboards back with a BACKFLIP LEG DROP!!

MURPHY: Mercy with the Pounce, but Mercy crashes and burns as Knox is able to roll out of the way just in time.

GOLDEN: Pretty even and exciting match up thus far.

REYNOLDS: Not as exciting as a match involving me would be.

Ryan Mercy tries to recover but Knox now goes for a powerbomb, he’s able to lift Mercy all the way to his shoulders. Mercy tries to punch his way out but Knox ends up elevating him further and making him crash into the mat.

GOLDEN: Elevated Powerbomb! He calls that “The Dart”

MURPHY: Will it be enough? The ref dives for a cover!

1…

2…..

3!!

The bell rings

DUCKY: the winner of this match by the way of pinfall, Len…….ard……….. Knox!

Knox has his arms raised in victory as he receives the cheer of the crowd.

MURPHY: Excellent match to start of this week’s edition of Wednesday Night Revival, what did you think of it Ronnie?

REYNOLDS: I could walk through that British brawler in less than 5 minutes.

Ronnie Reynolds takes off his head set and asks for a mic before climbing on top of the announce table, where he stands tall.

REYNOLDS: Len, you are just like every other old horse I've met around my trips in-ring. It's time to take you out back and... *mimes pulling a trigger*

GOLDEN: Strong words by Ronnie Reynolds, stay tuned, as Sketchy Dan will go one on one with Brett Bannion right now!

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SKETCHY DAN vs. BRETT BANNION

DUCKY: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first!

Slayer – “Mandatory Suicide”

DUCKY: Hailing from Seattle, Washington and weighing in at 250 pounds, BRETT “THE CHIEF” BANNNNNNIOOONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!

Bannion shows up at the top of the stage, flanked by Last Call Erica. He holds up a shot glass, points to her and yells to the crowd, “Time for

another shot!!!!” to which LCE pours it up, Bannion gives the filled shot glass to Erica and she takes it around the ringside area offering toasts to the crowd.

Bannion enters the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd and there he awaits his opponent.

DUCKY: And his opponent.

Justice – “Genesis”

DUCKY: From Silverlake, California and weighing in at 190 lbs…. SKETCHYYYYYYY DAAAAAN!

GOLDEN: Last week Dan got a payout, this week I am sure he’ll get a victory!

Sketchy Dan comes out with PBR cans in both hands!. He strides languidly in his skinny jeans and busted vans. And the sunglasses? Already on.

Dan walks down to the ring showered by boos, he slides into the ring and walks right to Brett Bannion, staring right into his face. Tension starts to build but, but suddenly Sketchy Dan yells “SHOTGUN TIME” and he throws one of the PBRs to Bannion, who swiftly catches it. Dan walks towards Bannion and whispers him something inaudible, they set up their beers and quickly shotgun them.

MURPHY: This is what happens when a Barman meets someone like Sketchy Dan.

Bannion climbs to the top turnbuckle and yells: “TIME FOR ANOTHER SHOT”. Last Call Erica enters the ring and offers Dan the shot, she pulls another Shot Glass and fills it up for Bannion, both men toast and take the shot.

GOLDEN: Those two gentlemen appear to have hit it off.

Now it’s Sketchy Dan who climbs to a corner and calls for another shot, LCE obliges and serves them both up. Both wrestlers quickly down it and Bannion only has one word “AGAIN”, Erica serves them up again and both competitors down the shot, Dan calls for another one and another shot is poured and drank.

MURPHY: Good lord, is this a wrestling match or a Drinking contest.

GOLDEN: I haven’t heard a bell ringing yet

MUPRHY: Well, it’s time for our first commercial break of the night, hopefully when we return this match gets on its way, stay tuned for more WNR!

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We come back from commercials just in time to see Sketchy Dan in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand and ready to address Brett Bannion.

SKETCHY DAN: Brett, you and I, that’s a good combination you know, you serve drinks for a living, I take drinks for fun. You and I shouldn’t have to be foes, we shouldn’t have to wrestle one another. I say we just bail, get my crew and redefine this city’s nightlife.

Bannion has a huge smile on his face as he nods, the crowd boos at the lack of a wrestling match.

SKETCHY DAN: Awesome, after you my friend, this way.

Dan points to the outside of the ring in courtesy, Bannion turns around and opens the ropes for Erica, but while she gets out Sketchy Dan signals something to the referee. The Bell suddenly rings and Dan takes Bannion to the mat with a schoolboy pin.

1…

2…..Dan’s feet are on the rope for leverage.

3!!

The bell rings again, and more boos can be heard, Sketchy Dan quickly exits the ring and spanks Last Call Erica on his way out.

GOLDEN: Dan pulls a fast one on Bannion, that was like drinking without paying.

MURPHY: And for a second week on a row Sketchy Dan avoids wrestling via nefarious means.

GOLDEN: What are you talking about, Dan just won a wrestling match, in fact that was probably the fastest victory in RPW history

MURPHY: Well nevermind, we have more footage from our mystery man

GOLDEN: Apparently he’s big! Very big, Murph!

MURPHY: When will we see this mystery man in action?

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Footage cuts to smoking rubble being shown, a city in ruins is the background. You can see people running around on the ground level apparently in terror.

VOICE: The Giant has no fear. The tree has fallen. His wrath is upon us. There is nothing that can stop him. There are no superstars in this federation that can match up with my wrestler’s physical capabilities.

Video cuts to a wrestling ring. A shadow slowly emerges from the bottom of the shot until there is nothing but a shadow over the ring.

VOICE: Giants have come before him but there has NEVER been anyone with his wrestling prowess. He is THE force to be reckoned with. Some say the end of the world is coming, I say it has yet to begin, when my wrestler arrives to RPW, nothing will ever be the same again.

The shadow encompassing the ring gets larger. A monstrous hand appears, easily grabs the top rope and a giant leg emerges into the scene.

VOICE: My big man is ready. You have awakened a beast you cannot tame. Fear is your friend, it will keep you safe. Running is the best course of action. It is in your best interest to call the commissioner and beg him not to be put in the path of my giant because he will make sure he rises to the top, no matter how. I’m telling you, you do not want to be collateral damage.

VOICE: Good luck on the Revival, but you have not seen anything yet.

As the large leg grabs purchase on the ringside, his back emerges and covers the entire camera’s scope of view and everything goes back.

VOICE: He is awake. And he is angry… MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Fades out on maniacal laugh…

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MURPHY: Yikes!

GOLDEN: Well let’s see this killer giant already!

MURPHY: I’m fine with him holding off as long as possible!

GOLDEN: *sigh* Let’s go to Ducky Smith for our next match’s announcement.

!!! DING DING DING !!!

DUCKY: Our next match is scheduled for one fall and has a 15 minute time limit! Already in the ring and weighing 175 pounds… “THE GRAAAAPLER” GARY GRAAAAPLIN!

GOLDEN: When did he show up?

Gary Graplin is in the ring wearing his usual green singlet and white wrestling head gear. He is down in shoot position and looks ready to go!

DUCKY: And his opponent…

Nelly – “Must Be the Money”

DUCKY: Hailing from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia and weighing in at 190 pounds… JAFAAAAR AL-SULLLLTAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN!

Jafaar comes out from the entrance wearing flowing right robes with gold trimming! The crowd is unsure how to react to the oil magnate from Saudi Arabia. Jafaar slowly walks down the ramp after a moment of surveying his surroundings. After a few steps he whips out a wad of $50 bills! He starts handing out money to both sides of the ring entrance!

GOLDEN: Here he is, Murph! The most generous man in Revival Pro Wrestling!

MURPHY: If he keeps handing out money like this, he’ll be broke soon!

GOLDEN: This guy made more than he’s giving out during his entrance alone.

He approaches the ring and the ring attendant meets him. He carefully removes his robes revealing white and gold wrestling trunks with JaS embroidered on the back in gold and white wrestling boots. He speaks very sternly and perhaps disrespectfully to the female attendant, who manages to take the verbal lashing in stride. He stuffs $100 in her waistline and slides into the ring.

MURPHY: Hey, I don’t know about that. He needs to start treating the attendant better!

GOLDEN: When you’re that rich, Murph, you do what you like! And over there that’s being NICE to a woman.

MURPHY: Oh it is not!

Jafaar asks for a microphone, and Ducky Smith hands one to him. Gary Graplin looks ready to wrestle, but Jafaar al-Sultan has something to say!

al-SULTAN: Before we start this match, I just want to let everybody here know something. I can bring it, as you Americans say, with the best of them. I'm not like the metaphorical pretty cheerleader whose looks open up all of the doors for her, and as such she doesn't develop actual life skills beyond what it takes to be a trophy wife. I might offer my opponent’s financial incentives to convince them it would be in everyone's best interests to let me win, but that doesn't mean that I am to be taken lightly. Tonight, I am going to show everyone why. Locker room, be on notice. And, Mr. Graplin, no offense to you, but you're simply my opponent at the wrong time.

Gary Graplin charges and gets a boot to the midsection for his troubles! Big knee lift and Gary Graplin falls backwards holding his face!

!!! DING DING DING !!!

MURPHY: Ouch!

GOLDEN: We’re about to witness just how talented Mr. al-Sultan is!

Al-Sultan drops a leg over his opponent and goes for the pin!

1…

2…..

KICKOUT!

MURPHY: That’s the thing, Dom: if he is so talented, why does he feel the need to bribe wrestlers like Sketchy Dan to get ahead? He’s obviously a fine talent!

GOLDEN: I think he just wants to show that he can buy anything he wants! He’s a man to be feared in all respects!

Al-Sultan walks over to a corner as Gary Graplin slowly gets to his feet. In one smooth motion, Jafaar LEAPS up to the TOP TURNBUCKLE! He quickly turns around and FLIES off of the turnbuckle with a beautiful MISSLE DROPKICK! Graplin flies backwards and is under one of the ropes!

GOLDEN: What grace!

Jafaar puts his arms out wide and calls to the crowd for support, but he’s met only with boos! The jovial look on al-Sultan’s face sours and he starts stomping the hapless Graplin! The referee starts counting and intervenes while Gary holds onto the bottom rope. al-Sultan shouts at the referee who backs down a bit. Graplin rolls over and tries to roll up, al-Sultan…. But instead eats a boot to the face for his troubles!

GOLDEN: He could buy that referee if he wanted!

MURPHY: No he could not! Commissioner Dobbs only hires the most honest of officials!

GOLDEN: Don’t get me started on that crook again!

Jafaar muscles Gary Graplin up and onto the second turnbuckle (facing the ring). He turns his back and Graplin subconsciously tries to stand, placing himself on the tope rope. Jafaar GRABS GARY AROUND THE HEAD and LEAPS FORWARD AND DOWN WITH A CUTTER! The crowd cringes at the impact! Gary Graplin is out cold! Jafaar rolls him over and pulls out a wad of $100 bills! He places one foot on him for the pin and shucks out bill after bill as the referee counts!

1…

2…..

3!!!

!!! DING DING DING !!!

DUCKY: Here is your winner….. JAFAAAAAAR ALLLLLL-SULTAAAAAAAANNNN!

Jafaar goes up to a turnbuckle and looks out to the crowd!

MURPHY: The crowd sure doesn’t approve of Jafaar’s methods!

GOLDEN: Show some class, Murph! That’s MISTER AL-SULTAN to you!

Jafaar looks back to his opponent who is covered in hundreds and laughs as he leaves the ring and walks to the back. The referee helps Gary Graplin to his feet and walks him to the back shortly thereafter.

MURPHY: Well like it or not, Jafaar al-Sultan is 2-0 in RPW!

GOLDEN: He’s the best! Just the best!

MURPHY: Are you on his payroll now?

GOLDEN: No comment about that Murph, but I’ll tell you that is time for a commercial break. Still to come, Mr. Nice Guy and “The Escape Artist” Malcolm Valenzuela will fight in a match that will determine where both men stand in the RPW rankings.

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The camera fades in to see Aron Scythe wearing a somewhat snazzy looking gray suit, white silks shirt and red tie. His long brown hair is a bit neater than normal, his green eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses with gold-colored frames.

SCYTHE: Hey there RPW fans! Unfortunately I can’t be at the show live tonight because I’m in Hollywood… Florida attending the official DVD launch party of last year’s SciFi/Action/Disaster smash “The Frozen Inferno!”

Anyway I hope that you fans are having a great time at the show. We have a tremendous Triple-Threat going on tonight and, another qualifier for the Heavyweight Tournament. A tournament that pretty much everyone in the sport will have their eyes on…

Aron smiles for a moment before lowering his head and taking a more serious tone of voice.

SCYTHE: Landon Jackson, call me old fashion but if a manager isn’t doing anything wrong at ringside you touch don’t lay your hands on him. Or her… *Especially* if that manager happens to be my wife. Though it seems I’m not the only person you offended last week.

So I’m personally going to enjoy watching you deal with Senor Vinte Três and Hakai Dragon. Oh and whether you manage to win or lose, don’t be surprised if we meet again in the ring.

Fade to black.

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MURPHY: Aron Scythe is on the fast track to super stardom in the ring after a win over Landon Jackson last week on Wednesday Night Revival! And it seems as if Hollywood… er… Florida sees him as a star as well!

GOLDEN: He’s a bum! He’s a hack! He cheated to beat Jackson!

MURPHY: WHAT?! How?!

GOLDEN: He had to of! There is no way he beats Jackson in a fair fight!

MURPHY: That is just silly! Well tonight we’ve already seen so much! And this international match up between Mexican Malcolm “The Escape Artist” Valenzuela and British Mr.Nice Guy is sure to keep up that pace of what has been a highly entertaining show.

DUCKY: The next match is set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit, introducing first from the Isle of Houdini, weighing in at 250 pounds… Malcom “THE ESCAPE ARTISTTTTTTTT” VALENZUELAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

Machine Gun Blues

Malcom comes flying out of the curtain gesticulating wildly to the raucous fans who are cheering him on! He continues jumping up and down trying to rev the fans up even more.

GOLDEN: Great, a flying monkey on the way to the ring, just what this show needs.

MURPHY: Don’t hate on him because he’s getting the fans into it. It’s what he does.

GOLDEN: Ugh….

Malcom hits the ring, bounces from one side of the ring ropes to the other raising his arms up on each side getting the sections of the crowd to react.

DUCKY: And his opponent, weighing in at 224 pounds, from London, England…… MR. NICE GUYYYYYYYY

Never Gunna Get It

MNG hits the ramp with his trademark double jump to the crowd then makes his way to ringside turning briefly with his back to the ring and gesturing to the crowd with the bullhorn symbol above his head. As he gets to the ring, he raises both arms to the sky pointing towards the heavens before turning, getting to the top of the steps and jumping over the top rope. He then goes to each side of the ring trying to get a rouse from the fans but is met with a mix of boos and cheers.

MURPHY: Crowd definitely doesn’t know what to think of this guy. He comes off a such a good guy but some of his tactics have been less than good natured.

GOLDEN: This guy is a competitor and he brings it in the ring every week, these fans need to give him some love!

Both men circle each other around the ring looking for an opening, they tease a lockup but it doesn’t come to fruition, Valenzuela dives for an ankle or a single leg, but Mr.Nice Guy moves out of the way. Both men finally lock horns and it’s Valenzuela who overpowers MNG and backs him up into a corner. Both men struggle for position and end up having a clean break.

GOLDEN: See, he is a nice guy. Clean break there!

Again both man are back circling each other but this time the Mexican Valenzuela dives in with a drop toe hold, Mr. Nice Guy tries to defend it but is ultimately sent into the mat, Valenzuela spins into a front facelock, Nice Guy immediately reverses into a hammerlock and holds it along with a front headlock of his own. Now Valenzuela sinks in the reversal and ends up securing a hammerlock, Mr. Nice Guy tries to get back to his feet, he works up to one knee but instead of continuing to work his way up, the brit surprises Valenzuela with a single leg takedown and starts working over the leg with a couple of stomps before falling back into what it looks to be an Achilles tendon hold. It is not fully locked in however and Valenzuela is able to roll and scramble to ropes securing a clean break.

MURPHY: Just as we expected, a very technical match up here. The key here for Valenzuela is to ground Nice Guy and stop his high flying offense.

GOLDEN: The problem is that the Londoner is very proficient when it comes to mat work too.

Both men work back to their feet and restart on the center, this time they tease a knuckle lock and go for it, Nice Guy takes advantage with a go-behind and a waistlock, he trips his opponent down and goes to work the rear chin lock. Both men struggle and Valenzuela goes to a sitting position, MNG switches the hold to a sidehead lock in an attempt to regain control and keep Valenzuela from rising, but Valenzuela sneaks out with a hammerlock attempt, he isn’t able to complete the hammerlock and settles for an arm wringer putting pressure on the wristlock.

MURPHY: Interesting stylistic match up, these two men are trading hold for hold right here on WNR.

Mr. Nice Guy finds his way out with a roll forward, he follows it up with a headstand flip forward and gets the arm wringer wristlock himself, Valenzuela is swift to copy the reversal and the headstand roll puts him back in control, Valenzuela doesn’t rest and turns his wristlock into a double wristlock, also known as a kimura in the MMA circles, and uses it to arm drag Nice Guy to the ground, MNG is able to wriggle free of the lock during the arm drag but he still finds himself trapped by Valenzuela’s headscissors. Valenzuela still has some sort of control of the Brit’s arm and he’s working for a bicep slicer variation, the pain is evident for Mr.Nice Guy but he works diligently trying to improve his position he seizes an opening and kips up and out of the hold.

GOLDEN: Nice Guy is back to his feet and hopefully he’ll start to fly.

Both men are still looking for an opening as they settle for a lock up, Valenzuela quickly breaks it and starts attacking with forearms and punches backing his opponent towards a corner, Valenzuela grabs Nice Guy’s head and bashes it against the corner. More forearms and chops are soon to follow as the Mexican takes control of this match, he goes for an irish whip and gets reversed, Valenzuela crashes back first against the corner, the Londoner comes forward with a handspring elbow and Valenzuela moves out of the way just in time. Mr. Nice guy is now trapped between the corner and a plethora of stomps courtesy of Valenzuela who once again goes for the irish whip, this time he is successful and sends Nice Guy to the opposite corner, he rushes in for a clothesline but he gets a boot to the face instead. Mr. Nice Guy propels himself to the second rope while Valenzuela staggers backwards.

GOLDEN: Here it is! Nice Guy is gonna fly!!

MNG vaults himself forward for a crossbody but ends up being powerslammed to the mat and a quick pin!

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KICKOUT!

MURPHY: Close call right there, Nice Guy took a risk and almost ended up costing him the match.

GOLDEN: Stay tuned for more action as WNR rolls on live.

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We cut back into the ring where Mr. Nice Guy is stomping away at a prone Valenzuela, he drops an elbow to the chest and goes for the cover but only gets 1.

MURPHY: Take a look at how Mr.Nice Guy took control of the match during the commercial break.

Dual screen pops and we are shown how Valenzuela was setting MNG up for a shotgun lariat when the Brit poked him in the eyes and followed up with a swinging neckbreaker.

GOLDEN: Smart move don’t you agree?

We are back to the live action and Mr. Nice Guy tags his opponent with an atomic drop followed closely by an enzugiri, MNG sees an opening and quickly jumps into the top rope, moonsault follows and connects, a pinfall ensues.

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KICKOUT!

GOLDEN: Nice Guy flew and connected this time, almost had the match too Murph.

MURPHY: I’ll give you that, this man can fly.

MNG is feeling himself in the zone and goes full stalk mode, waiting for Valenzuela to get back to his feet, we he finally does, he starts setting him up for his finishing maneuver, the front flip piledriver.

GOLDEN: This is it!

Valenzuela is able to power out and send MNG flying with a backbody drop, MNG jumps right back to his feet and rushes his Mexican foe just to be grounded by a short clothesline, the same sequence repeats itself three times and met with increasing cheers from the crowd before Valenzuela goes to pick MNG up right after the final clothesline, he starts to set up a pumphandle slam but the Londoner frees himself during the lift and lands behind the Mexican, he gets a rear waistlock and uses it to push him into the ropes, Valenzuela grabs hold of the ropes foiling MNG’s attempts at a roll up, the Brit is sent rolling backwards alone to the middle of the ring where he makes it into his feet, Valenzuela runs forward and delivers a sound knee to the midsection of MNG that doubles him over, he whips him to the ropes and slaps the mat as he prepares to send MNG flying with a back body drop, he’s met with a running frontflip piledriver instead.

MURPHY: Whoa! Tremendous Reversal by Mr.Nice Guy.

GOLDEN: FRONT FLIP PILEDRIVER! FRONT FLIP PILEDRIVER!

The crowd is amazed by the impressive move that MNG just pulled off, but the boos start raining upon him when he goes for the pinfall.

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3!

DUCKY: And the winner of this match due to pinfall, Mr.Nice Guy!!

MURPHY: Impressive win here tonight for Nice Guy, a great match too.

GOLDEN: This is gonna send Nice Guy right to the top of the rankings, where he deserves to be.

MURPHY: But you cannot take anything away from Valenzuela who just gave Nice Guy all he could handle, there’s a bright future for both men in RPW. Tonight has really been exciting, what a great night on The Revival! The hype for our next match has already been called a potential match of the year, what do you think about that Dom?

GOLDEN: The story behind the match certainly has the elements of combustibility. The Iron Dragon will take on both El Omega 23 AND Landon Jackson. If you’ll recall, a couple weeks ago, Jackson really laid a pounding on the champ. He knows his weaknesses and will be much more prepared for this match.

MURPHY: But Dom, this week, a VERY impressive El Omega 23 led by The Alpha Brain, who you seem to have a special fondness for, is going to be involved and you can bet he is out for gold just like each of our other superstars.

GOLDEN: Not to mention, Diego San Martin is still fuming over the chairshot he took last week from a beaten Jackson. Will we see some kind of retaliation here tonight or is this the night the Iron Man Championship finally changes hands?!

DUCKY: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight’s first main event match is an elimination style Triple Threat match for the Iron Man Championship!!! The first man to be pinned or submit will be eliminated from the match leaving the last two contestants to fight for the championship!

Suddenly the lights black out into total darkness, drawing a gasp from the exhilarated crowd.

White letters flash brightly in the big screen, the voice of a woman can be heard reading them aloud.

"Resistance is futile"

Nightwish – “The End of All Hope”

The music takes over the house speakers and a blast of white pyro shoots out with the roll of the drums shattering the silence. There is an audible disparity amongst the crowd. DSM and his associate walk through the curtain in conjunction with the lights coming back on.

GOLDEN: There Diego with his chair looking sharp, you can’t even tell he was in a skirmish last week. What a warrior!

DUCKY: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by "The Alpha Brain" Diego San Martin ....from somewhere in South America, weighing in at 110 kilograms. The first challenger…………… ELLLLLLLLLL OMEGAAAAAAAAAA VAIN-TEE-TRESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!

DSM positions his chair at ringside as Omega slides into the ring with a look of pure business ready for his opponents.
DUCKY: And our second challenger for this contest…

The crowd is vehemently booing. The place is completely rocking with animosity!

Helicopter Showdown – “The Wrestler”

MURPHY: This man certainly has not endeared himself to our fans here in Seattle.

DUCKY: Weighing 276 pounds… from Cumberland, MD…. LANDON…. JAAAAACKSSSOOOOOON!!!

Out drops the beat and Jackson comes sprinting to the ring, baseball sliding to the center with his eyes locked on Omega. He flips off DSM without looking and then turns the favor over to Omega.

REFEREE: Jackson, get in your corner, now. Do not get yourself disqualified in this match before it even starts!

Jackson flips off the ref and slowly backs into the opposite corner awaiting the champion.

DUCKY: And now, weighing in at 221 pounds… he calls Sendai, Japan home…. He is the reigning RPW Iron Man Champion!!!!!!!!!

Janne da Arc – “Oasis”

Lights drop out again and the crowd immediately dials up the enthusiasm to ear shattering, earth shaking magnitudes.

GOLDEN: [inaudible]…… unbelievable….. [inaudible]….. insanity….

DUCKY: HAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKAAAAIIIIIIII DRRRRRRRRAAAAAGGGGOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!!!!

The center of the stage is illuminated in the trademark blue spotlight and in the center is the champ, title strapped to his waist with the rising sun against the white shinobi shozoko facing the crowd. He turns with incredible intensity towards the ring and steps up to the apron, brushes off his feet and enters the ring as the crowd comes down slightly from the deafening response.

GOLDEN: In the effort of bringing you this match uninterrupted, we will go to commercial break before the match starts, be sure to stay tuned as the Ironman Championship is on the line in a elimination style triple threat match.

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We return right back into the ring and the crowd is still hot for Hakai Dragon, the match has still to get under way.

MURPHY: It’s incredible the reaction our champion gets from city to city. People around our great country still appreciate the values he represents: honor, passion and dedication.

GOLDEN: Whatever, being a goody-goody will eventually catch up to him and someone will take advantage. I always believed to get somewhere in this industry, sometimes you just have to grab it by the balls and take what you want.

MURPHY: As always, interesting perspective… Looks like our competitors are in the ring and the ref is calling for the bell!

!!! DING DING DING !!!

As the bell rings, Omega sprints across the ring and spears Jackson! DSM is golf clapping from his seat at ringside. Omega is mounted on Jackson delivering punch after punch until the ref comes over and grabs his arm and Hakai comes over and pulls him off. Omega gives Hakai a look of warning then turns his attention back to Jackson with boots to the gut as Jackson puts his arms up to block. Hakai grabs Omega from behind, turns him around and whips him into the ropes. Leapfrog from Hakai, followed up by an attempted arm drag which is blocked and Hakai gets forearmed hard to the chest but Omega doesn’t let go and pulls him in for another forearm… and another… and another…

GOLDEN: This man is a monster! He’s completely dominating the early part of this match. How genius does DSM look? He really has his man ready for this match!

MURPHY: He certainly looks like he belongs in the main event conversation.

Omega pulls Hakai in one last time, wraps his arms around him and delivers a bruising powerslam to the champion. He’s to his feet quickly though and walks back over to Jackson who has found his feet in the corner. Jackson kicks out at the approaching Omega but Omega shoves his leg between the middle and bottom rope, he gives the other leg the same treatment and delivers a very explosive European uppercut that bounces Jackson around in the corner then tucks Jackson’s head under his arm and sets him up for a hangman DDT. Hakai is up now and runs to the corner and delivers a crushing splash to the back of Omega who drops Jackson with minimal impact and Jackson slips his leg out of the ropes and slides to the floor. Omega turns towards Hakai with an enraged look and Hakai quickly delivers a chop drawing a WOOOOOOO from the crowd. Followed up with another chop that seems to have no effect on the big man.

GOLDEN: The champ is in trouble here. He’s really riling up Omega here. If he was smart, he would just slide out of the ring and let those two settle their differences.

MURPHY: How many times do I have to tell you, he’s not going to just sit around and let things come to him. He will try to win this match on his terms not just picking up scraps.

GOLDEN: Stupid….

Hakai’s chops are having no affect and he goes for a standing dropkick but is brushed off by Omega and crashes to the mat. Omega is quickly on the offensive, picking up Hakai and punishing him with right after left as Hakai is backed into the corner. The ref yells a warning to Omega but he’s already lifting Hakai up on the turnbuckle. He hits a vicious European uppercut and steps up to the second turnbuckle while draping Hakai’s arm over his head, lifting him up and bringing him down with a punishing superplex! Hakai’s back bounces off the mat and the champ is down!!!!!

MURPHY: Omega should go for the cover here?! What is he doing!?!!

DSM barks some orders from the ringside area and Omega sees Jackson who has conveniently taken this opportunity to kneel down on the outside taking a breather.

GOLDEN: Jackson is such a smart man here. Taking his time getting in the ring. That is the move of a champion!

Omega climbs through the ropes and as he goes towards Jackson, Jackson pops up and delivers a stunning dropkick that drops Omega to the floor! Without skipping a beat, Jackson is on the big man delivering right after left and bouncing his head off the ringside mat with a vengeance.

GOLDEN: Like I said, the actions of a champion! He’s probably imagining that as Hakai’s head but I’m sure he’ll get there!

Jackson gets off Omega, slides into the ring to break the refs count and slides back out. He picks up Omega and whips him towards the steel ringpost and he hits with a sickening thud. Omega is out on his feet. Right on the attack, Jackson jumps up with his knees to the back of the dazed Omega and hits a double knee backbreaker on the concrete floor! There’s a “Holy Sh!t” chant from the crowd as Jackson gets back to his feet, lifts up Omega and slides him through the bottom rope. Just as Omega hits under the ropes, SMASH!!!!

MURPHY: Jackson was so occupied out there, it seems he forgot about the champion who just floored him with a sliding dropkick through the ropes!

Jackson slams back into the ringside railing and stays with his arms draped across the railing for support. The champion mounts the top turnbuckle as Jackson staggers to his feet and takes to flying!!! Double hammerfist to the top of Jackson’s head! Hakai winces as he straightens up after the jump.

MURPHY: He had to be 15 feet in the air there before he hit Jackson! What athleticism!

GOLDEN: Yea but the idiot has a bum back and he’s trying to fly around the arena! This is exactly what I’m talking about!!! His title reign was great while it lasted…

Hakai gingerly gets into the ring but Omega is back up, grabs the champion and Irish whips him into the ropes, he chases him following closely and ultimately delivering a clothesline that sends Dragon over the top rope. Landon Jackson sees an opening, slides back into the ring and blindsides Omega, pummeling with hard forearm shots to the back. Omega is whipped across the ring courtesy of Jackson's Irish whip. El Omega hugs the ropes on the opposite side to stop all of his momentum and then puts a hard elbow to the face of the charging Jackson, Jackson tries to come back with a clothesline but Omega ducks under it and ends up behind him, locking him up in a double chicken wing.

GOLDEN: I know what's coming! Get ready for some Tiger suplexes!

Golden turns out to be prophetic as El Omega delivers a picture perfect Tiger suplex, he doesn't release the chicken wing though and rolls backwards getting both back up into a standing position and delivers a second brutal Tiger Suplex.

GOLDEN: Numero Tres, coming up!

MURPHY: Wait! Dragon is back in the ring, what is he doing?

El Omega is all but set up for his third and final Tiger Suplex but Hakai Dragon has him on a waist lock, the physical strain show's in Hakai's face as he roars and lifts up both of his opponents, El Omega is victim of a Hakai Dragon German Suplex and the momentum sends Landon Jackson flying on a Release Tiger Suplex, Jackson is catapulted over the top rope and crashes hard outside of the ring sending the crowd into a frenzy.

GOLDEN: Holy (CENSORED)!

The crowd reciprocates with another chant of their own!!!

MURPHY: Landon Jackson might be down and out Dom.

Dragon favors his back as he gets back on his feet, and the strain the big move put on him is easily noticeable. Regardless he stalks Omega who's trying to regain his vertical base.

Omega makes it back to his feet and it's immediately met with a... handshake offering?

GOLDEN: What is this?

MURPHY: These are two warriors bound by honor who have been absolutely taking it to each other. I don’t expect you to understand what that means, Dom.

El Omega obliges and the crowd cheers, it's one on one now and both men go to their wrestling stances, the crowd builds with anticipation until finally both men lock up in the middle of the ring, Omega uses superior muscle to back his opponent into a corner but the follow up chop is ducked under. The 240 pounds Luchador turns away from the corner and falls victim to a swift arm drag, Dragon keeps the pressure on by keeping an arm bar in the ground but Omega uses his free arm to deliver a clobbering blow to the face of Hakai Dragon, Omega swiftly spins back to his feet grabbing a reverse waistlock for a second before pushing him into the ropes. Dragon bounces off the ropes and catches Omega ducking early for a back body drop allowing the high flying champion to turn and backflip over him, Omega turns around and eats a picture perfect dropkick courtesy of the Dragon, sending him staggering towards the corner.

MURPHY: The resiliency of our competitors here is on display but the champion's speed seems to be a big factor in this match up.

The Iron Dragon charges towards the corner and leaps to grab Omega’s head but Omega has the move scouted and side steps the champ. He caught him in a sort of Thai clinch and crashes back first into the turnbuckles, the Masked Latino follows up with a barrage of kicks to the midsection that draw boos from the crowd. Omega easily lifts the champion and sets him up sitting in the top turnbuckle but there's still a lot of fight left in Dragon who fights back using his legs to shove his opponent away, Dragon swiftly climbs to a standing position before taking off to the sky, connecting with a perfect flying scissors takedown. Dragon is back in control now and attacks with a kick to the stomach of Omega who has staggered to his feet, a second kick connects, a third kick is thrown but Omega catches it! BAAAAAAM!

MURPHY: OH MY GOD! HAKAI WITH A FEROCIOUS ENZIGURI!

After the impact Omega finds himself staggering around, barely keeping himself standing. Dragon takes advantage and gets him on a front headlock, delivering a thundering snap DDT. Hakai is fired up and the crowd is eating it up, Dragon signals for the finish and the crowd is on its feet.

MURPHY: I think the Tsunami is about to hit South America Dom.

GOLDEN: Shut Up.

Dragon picks up Omega and in an impressive feat of strength lifts him up into a vertical suplex position hoping to plant him down on his head with a piledriver, but El Omega 23 goes up and over and slips to the back of the Dragon and locks a Standing Dragon Sleeper on his way down.

GOLDEN: YES! YES! YES!

MURPHY: A Dragon Sleeper, this is the same move Hakai used to retain his title last week!

The Dragon sleeper is short-lived though, as Omega lifts up Hakai Dragon in an inverted vertical suplex position and drops him into the top rope, Hakai hits the rope stomach first and its left hanging, Omega bounces off the perpendicular ropes and comes back with a hard flying knee to the side of Dragon's head, boos from the crowd ensue.

Omega drags the champion to the middle of the ring, but Landon Jackson is back in the ring with a stomping charge towards the back of Omega who sides steps him and catches him in a pumphandle position.

MURPHY: One would have thought that Dragon had taught him not to be so damn noisy when trying to ambush someone.

Diego San Martin yells some instructions in spanish to Omega, who delivers a pumphandle gutbuster to Landon Jackson, a lariat soon follows but Jackson has his foe scouted and reverses it into a crossface attempt, he's looking for his finisher move that he calls The Finale! Jackson and Omega both struggle – one to fully lock the move in and the other to avoid it.

ALMOST LOCKED IN……..

ALMOST………..

AND YES! Landon Jackson wins the battle and The Finale is fully locked in!!!!

MURPHY: Omega is in trouble here! He’s locked in with no way to escape!!!

Omega is trying his best to reach the ropes while resisting the tap out. WAIT! Dragon in for the save!? He drops a hard elbow to the back of Jackson who is forced to release the hold. El Omega rolls below the bottom rope while Dragon picks up Jackson and kicks him on the midsection. Both men trade punches with the crowd cheering for each punch from Dragon and booing each punch from Jackson. Both men are sent to the ground when El Omega charges in with a double clothesline! Omega whips Dragon into a corner, he quickly picks up Jackson and whips him to the same corner, Jackson lands awkwardly on Dragon accidentally headbutting him right in the face, blood immediately starts to pour out of the champions nose.

MURPHY: The Champ might have a broken nose!

The referee keeps a close eye on Dragon's face, but the match continues. Omega charges into the corner for his running splash trying to get both men in the corner. Landon Jackson uses the ref to get out of the corner pulling him into harm’s way and the striped man is pancaked between Omega and Dragon! Jackson rolls out of the ring as El Omega checks on the referee.

GOLDEN: Why is Omega checking on the ref, that wasn't his fault, he should be still going after his opponents.

MURPHY: If you like Diego San Martin so much you should ask him to explain you what honor means.

Speaking of Don Diego, Jackson walks up to him and violently shoves him off his folding chair. Landon Jackson picks up the chair and rolls back into the ring, Omega sees him entering and tries to go on the offensive but a chairshot to the head stops him dead in his tracks!!! Jackson delivers three more unprotected chair shots to the head and back of the Omega, effectively eliminating him from contention for the time being. The crowd is vehemently showing Jackson with boos and Jackson dumps El Omega 23 out of the ring and throws the chair out with him.

The Dragon has somewhat recovered and was checking on the referee but realizes it is his chance to strike and he jumps into the fray dominating Landon Jackson with a plethora of strikes. The crowd is fired up and a big chant erupts for our champion, “IRON DRAGON!” Landon Jackson needs a way to get back into the match and he finds it in a low blow kick, with the referee down, this goes unpunished.

The crowd voices quickly turn to discontent "LANDON SUCKS, LANDON SUCKS"

Jackson doesn't care what the crowd thinks of him and he puts up Dragon in a torture rack, he spins around and looks straight at Diego San Martin before hoisting Dragon into a vertical position and dropping him into a cutter.

MURPHY: The Omega Cutter!!!

GOLDEN: That's 23's finishing move!

MURPHY: What a scoundrel!!!

The Champion looks limp on the ground and Landon looks for a pin, no ref though, he looks at the ref slowly regaining his senses and drags him near Dragon, yelling at him to count, he goes for the pin again and the referee obliges.

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CHAIRSHOT!?!

Diego San Martin has taken matters into his own hands by diving of the top rope and delivering a chair assisted leg drop into Landon Jackson! Diego picks up the chair and continues to blast Jackson with it, while the ref tries to restrain him! The referee is still not completely coherent and is having a hard time trying to stand up. There's no stopping Diego San Martin now! The Alpha Brain is seeking retribution and ten chairshots to the prone Jackson seem to have sated his anger. San Martin picks Jackson up and twists his arm before throwing a leg over it and planting Landon Jackson facefirst into the chair with a Scissored DDT!!! Diego has a huge grin on his face as he picks up his signature black folding chair and rolls out of the ring, while the referee waves to the time keeper.

DUCKY: Due to Disqualification, El Omega 23 has been eliminated from this match up. This match will continue one on one between Hakai Dragon and Landon Jackson.

With both men down, the referee has no choice but to start a ten count for both men

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GOLDEN: This match is going to end with both men down and out!!!!

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MURPHY: Don’t look now! The champ is stirring… He’s got an arm drapped on the rope trying to pull himself up…

5….

6…. Hakai gets to a wobbly knee but falls forward on all fours!

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GOLDEN: THE CHAMP IS DOWN! THE CHAMP IS DOWN!!!!

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The ref throws his arms up for the 10 count but pulls back at the split second!!!! Hakai has made it to his feet! He looks to the fallen Jackson, then to the ref with a puzzling look.

GOLDEN: This just isn’t fair! How could the ref do this to Jackson!? This match should be over with Jackson holding the title!

MURPHY: Stuff it Dom! The title won’t change hands on a disqualification anyways. At least the ref is giving Jackson a chance to pull off a stunning comeback here.

GOLDEN: He hasn’t moved since being obliterated by DSM’s chair shots. I don’t understand what just happened here.

Hakai tries to pick up the limp Jackson but when he lets go, Jackson just slumps back to the ground. Hakai looks out to the crowd and then to the top rope, the crowd erupts with excitement. He quickly jumps to the top rope, turns his back to the ring and leaps into a backflip spinning 450 splash immediately into the pin.

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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The crowd EXPLODES with excitement to the point you can barely hear Ducky…

DUCKY: [inaudible] champion…… [inaudible]…… GGGGGOOOONNNNNNNN

MURPHY: [inaudible]…. Richter Scale…. [inaudible]….. 9.0

Hakai is in the ring being handed the championship belt, he grabs it, steps up to the second turnbuckle and raises it to the fans with one arm while holding his ribs with the other, blood drops down his face showing that this is a victory he fought hard for. The crowd dies down as Hakai steps through the ropes and makes his way up the ramp.

GOLDEN: I just don’t get it. DSM cost Landon that match, I know he was upset about the chairshot last week but wow. He single handedly cost El Omega 23 and Landon Jackson that match.

MURPHY: So once again, you’re going to discredit our champion and say he’s undeserving of standing in that ring with the title?

GOLDEN: So what, he’s won some matches, but tonight, Diego San Martin gave him this match, wrapped in a pretty little bow.

MURPHY: Whatever Dom, it’s time to move on we still have our championship qualification match!

GOLDEN: Where Ian Jones is gonna brutalize Kirk Cobain and get one step closer to become the RPW heavyweight champion, you are right, I can get behind that.

MURPHY: It would be foolish to count out Cobain, he has a great shot. Remember, we already have a qualifier for the RPW heavyweight match, last episode of WNR we saw John “The Brand” Bradenburg defeat Damian Wolfe by way of submission to become the first qualifier for our RPW heavyweight match.

GOLDEN: And that’s the last time he’s gonna do so with that move, because The Signature Brand is gonna get banned tonight.

MURPHY: That’s yet to be decided Dom, stay with us because after our last commercial break of the evening we will get the veredict on the Signature Brand and our Main Event of Jones vs Cobain.

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!!! DING DING DING !!!

DUCKY: Our next match is scheduled for one fall and has a 15 minute time limit! First…

Guns ‘n’ Roses – “November Rain”

MURPHY: What is this? I thought this match was cancelled, this cannot be happening.

DUCKY: Weighing 175 pounds and hailing from Hollywood, California… JUMPIN JIMMYYYYYY FLAAAAAAME!

Jimmy Flame comes out looking confident and strolling to the ring to the weirdest ring entrance music ever. He slaps the hands of those at ringside who are cheering him and steps into the ring. He’s wearing black wrestling trunks and red tassels everywhere – boots, arms, off his trunks.

GOLDEN: What’s going on Murph, why are you so scared?

THE LIGHTS GO OUT COMPLETELY. The only illumination comes from those fans taking pictures with their camera phones. FLAMES ERUPT FROM EITHER SIDE OF THE ENTRANCE AND STAY UP as a dark shadow walks out from the entrance.

Age of the Fall theme

DUCKY: From parts unknown, weighing 320 pounds… AAABEEERNAAAAAAATHYYYYY!

GOLDEN: Abernathy?!

MURPHY: Oh god no!

As the mysterious figure walks between the flames, the house lights come back on and the flames die down. Standing there with a demented look on his face is THE MAN THAT HAS BEEN STANDING IN THE CROWD AT THE END OF EVERY WEDNESDAY NIGHT REVIVAL! He’s not wearing his usual blue trench coat, just white gym shorts. His body is…. sickening. His black skin is already glistening with sweat, and he is equal parts muscle and fat and sinew. His skin is covered in Satanic-looking tattoos and scars that look like half self-inflicted/half inflicted upon him. The crowd goes silent as he makes his way to the ring.

GOLDEN: Christ, Murph.

When he reaches the ring, he walks up the stairs and into the ring.

MURPHY: Jimmy Flame looks unsure about all of this. Can you blame him, Dom?

GOLDEN: I’m not happy being this close to this Demon that goes by the name of Abernathy, Murph!

!!! DING DING DING !!!

COMMISSIONER DOBBS and a couple of officials and suits walk VERY quickly to the ring!

MURPHY: What is Commissioner Dobbs doing here?

Abernathy stands in the center of the ring and just glares at Jimmy Flame. Flame looks very worried, but goes to punch Abernathy! A solid shot to the face, and ABERNATHY DOESN’T FLINCH! Commissioner Dobbs and the officials are standing at ringside speaking very excitedly, Abernathy turns and glares at Dobbs!

GOLDEN: He didn’t even blink!

Flame starts throwing forearms to Abernathy, who is a brick wall! He doesn’t move an inch! Abernathy grabs Flame’s arms in double overhooks while standing and lets out a mighty yell!

MURPHY: Okay, this match isn’t fair and probably needs to be stopped. Abernathy is like 3 of Jimmy Flame!

GOLDEN: Well the little twerp signed the match!

HEADBUTT! Jimmy Flame is immediately UNCONSCIOUS!

HEADBUTT! His nose get busted and blood flows down his face.

HEADBUTT!

Blood flies everywhere and the referee calls for the bell!

!!! DING DING DING !!!

HEADBUTT!

HEADBUTT!

Flame’s face is a disgusting mess! He has slumped down and is obviously out cold, but Abernathy’s freak strength keeps his up at headbutt level!

HEADBUTT!

!!! DING DING DING DING DING !!!

Commissioner Dobbs has a microphone and he and the officials run into the ring! Security comes to the ring and surround it. Abernathy drops Flame’s body to the mat and LEVELS one of the officials with a right hand! And the other! Jack Dobbs huddles in a corner!

DOBBS: Abernathy! Abernathy! What are you doing here?! I told you your services wouldn’t be needed. I’m sorry, but I stand by that!

Abernathy walks up uncomfortably close to Commissioner Dobbs. His voice sounds like he’s gargling gravel while trying to speak!

ABERNATHY: YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD HAVE A DIVISION IN THIS FEDERATION FOR ME, DOBBS. I LEFT MY HOME AND JOB AND EVERYTHING FOR YOU. AND THEN YOU LEFT ME OUT TO DRY. AND SINCE YOU WANT TO TAKE YOUR TIME, I’M HERE TO TAKE OVER, IM HERE TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT!

DOBBS: We want to be taken seriously as a sports organization, Abernathy!

ABERNATHY: That’s not my problem Dobbs, we have a contract and it states clearly that I get to have matches in RPW, and if this piece of garbage is the best you have, your little revival is DEAD. You know the details of my contract Dobbs, you don’t have the money to cover my compensation clause, if you were to break my contract RPW would go bankrupt, and you don’t want that Dobbs, do you? We are bound old friend, never forget … we are bound by BLOOD.

Abernathy’s face is covered with the blood of Jimmy Flame, and as he huffs and puffs, flecks of blood fly onto the mat.

MURPHY: I’m curious to know how Dobbs is related to this monster.

Commissioner Dobbs has a troubled look on his face but remains confident as he looks into the eyes of the monster.

DOBBS: You need to go now Abernathy, or my security will take you out!

ABERNATHY: I HAVE BEEN HERE, IN THE AUDIENCE WAITING PATIENTLY BUT DOBBS, I AM NOT A PATIENT MAN. YOUR TIME IS UP. I HAVE ALREADY EXTINGUISHED THIS FLAME HERE. I GAVE UP A LIFE UP FOR YOU JACK DOBBS, AND YOU OWE ME A NEW ONE… OR I WILL KEEP TAKING ALL YOUR WRESTLERS OUT, ONE BY ONE, ONE LIFE AFTER ANOTHER.

A few brave security guards take the opportunity to slide into the ring and ABERNATHY LEVELS ONE WITH A RIGHT HAND! Headbutt to another! Headbutt to another! All three roll out and to the ground on the outside. The rest of security stays put. Abernathy turns to Commissioner Dobbs and walks towards him menacely.

DOBBS: WAIT. WAIT. OKAY! Fine, you’re right. Screwing you over was not my intent, but apparently I did just that.

ABERNATHY: YOU (CENSORED) DID, DOBBS.

DOBBS: Fine, fine. I have been trying to figure out how to structure the new division within the legality with our existing contracts but you want a division Abernathy? You want a place where the onslaught is legal… I can make that happen.

Abernathy stands very close to Dobbs and seems to await his response.

ABERNATHY: It is too late for that my old friend, this is not about making things right for me anymore, this is about retribution, this is about screwing you over, you kiss your precious federation goodbye because I’m going to make sure it crumbles to the ground. Piece by Piece, I’m going to end RPW’s world, the end of the world is coming and I’ve warned you enough about it.

DOBBS: Abernathy, listen, this isn’t about a war of words, you want to end the RPW? You want to take away your only shot at legally hurting people? What is it that you really want?

A huge smiles takes over Abernathy’s face, he seems to have heard just what he wanted to hear.

ABERNATHY: Control, that’s what I want Dobbs. You had a chance to build this place where I could be the main attraction now I just want you gone. If you care about your precious wrestlers here in RPW you will quit, and let it live through me. Give me control of everything, I will be the master, I WILL BE RPW’s OVERLORD.

Abernathy lets go a maniacal laugh as the crowd boos him.

DOBBS: What about this? If you leave RPW alone until the end of the world, you will be in the main event of End of the world against one RPW superstar of my choosing, if you win this match then I’ll quit and give you full control of RPW.

Abernathy shows a twisted smile as the crowd boos some more.

DOBBS: However, if you were to lose. Your RPW contract will be rendered void and you will leave us alone, forever!!

The crowd cheers at this thought and Abernathy doesn’t move for a moment… then cracks a gruesome smile! His teeth are all different sizes and stained different colors.

MURPHY: Ballsy move by Commissioner Dobbs laying the challenge to this awful monster, this is huge Dom.

ABERNATHY: FINE! WHATEVER WEAK PIECE OF MEAT YOU WANT ME TO SLAUGHTER WILL BE ON YOUR CONSCIENCE FOREVER, DOBBS. BLOOD WILL BE ON YOUR HANDS, AND YOUR COMPANY WILL BE MINE, AFTER I BEAT YOUR HERO IT WILL TRULY BE THE END OF THE WORLD FOR RPW.

A Short crazy laugh from Abernathy serves as a pause.

ABERNATHY: SEE YOU AT THE END OF THE WORLD.

Abernathy drops the mic and it makes a loud noise as it hits the ground, Commissioner Dobbs breathes a sigh of relief as Abernathy steps over a bloodied Jimmy Flame and leaves the ring. Security gets out of his way as a team of RPW medics with a stretcher rushes to the ring. They carefully avoid Abernathy (who doesn’t move out of their way) and get into the ring. Flame is quickly placed upon a stretcher and they, the officials who came to the ring with Dobbs, and security walk away to the back and leave the ring area.

MURPHY: I hope Jim is okay.

GOLDEN: Say what you will about the guy, but… wow.

Commissioner Dobbs stands upright and dusts his suit off. He looks visibly shaken and takes a moment to compose himself.

GOLDEN: It was fun to see THE Jack Dobbs trembling in his boots.

MURPHY: Oh, Dom, that’s low, you’ve got jokes about this situation!? Our jobs are at stake here man. Everything as we know it might end here in RPW. The End of the World is more than just a iPPV seller, it may as well be prophesy. Who is in the world is going to be able to stand toe to toe with this monster and save our jobs!?

Dobbs puts the microphone to his lips and suddenly looks as if nothing had just happened to him. While standing on the bloodied mat canvas, he is about to address the crowd when the lights go out in the arena.

A video starts rolling in the big screen, a space view of the earth is shown, it quickly zooms into the twin towers burning and falling, that’s followed by clips of wars, terrorist attacks and natural catastrophes.

GOLDEN: What is this? Will things ever return to normal in RPW?

A Mayan calendar is shown, 2012 flashes over the screen which quickly turns back into a space view of the earth, the earth explodes making a loud noise in the arena, the stars on space start moving and words can be made of it.

“SAVE THE BRAND, SAVE THE WORLD”

The crowd erupts into cheers!

The Video starts rewinding at fast speed until we are back at the space view of the earth, the video fades to black.

GOLDEN: You gotta be kidding me!

The lights go back up, and Dominic Golden stands up and grabs a mic and tries to start a chant.

GOLDEN: BAN THE BRAND! BAN THE BRAND! BAN THE BRAND! BAN THE BRAND!

A couple of people follow Golden but there are quickly drowned by the incessant boos from the crowd. A “SAVE THE BRAND” chant starts taking over.

DOBBS: Dom, if you can get back into your position, I’m going to address the fate of The Signature Brand.

The crowd cheers loudly at the mention of John Brandenburg’s finisher! Golden gets back down to the announce table and puts on his headset.

GOLDEN: Here we go, Murph! I am gonna enjoy this.

Quickly there is a cut to backstage where Damien Wolfe watches a small monitor in his locker room. Mr. Nice Guy is in the background, putting ice on his shoulder and Ian Jones stands by him with his arms crossed and watching the monitor as well. Back to the ring…

DOBBS: After much deliberation, viewing video, and conferring with experts in submissions maneuvers…

GOLDEN: The end of John Brandenburg! The one trick pony!

DOBBS: It’s been determined… that The Signature Brand…

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There is a large contingent of the crowd voicing their approval of the move… “SAVE THE BRAND, SAVE THE BRAND” but you can definitely hear the dissenters’ screaming their point of view. “BAN THE BRAND, BAN THE BRAND!!!”

GOLDEN: If Jack Dobbs has an ounce of respect for this business, he will end the lunacy and ban that stupid illegal choke hold.

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DOBBS: …is a PERFECTLY LEGAL SUBMISSION HOLD.

The crowd erupts with cheers and Dominic Golden stands from his seat and slams his headset on the table!

MURPHY: Dom, sit down! Don’t do anything rash!

Backstage Damien Wolfe starts losing it and TRASHING THE LOCKER ROOM! Ian Jones joins in with him, tearing down lockers and smashing chairs. Mr. Nice Guy shakes his head and tells Wolfe how lame that was. He continues to rubbing his shoulder and just shakes his head. Wolfe SMASHES the monitor on the ground and starts stomping it like mad! Back to the ring, Dominic Golden is in the ring!

GOLDEN: Jack, what the hell?

DOBBS: It’s a manuever that cuts off the carotid artery much like a sleeper hold and is therefore completely legal!

GOLDEN: It’s obviously a choke!

DOBBS: I have made my ruling. This is over, Dominic.

Jack Dobbs steps out of the ropes and walks to the back! Golden just shakes his head and mouths the words “It’s not over…” Cut to backstage where the British wrestlers are out of their locker room, and it is DESTROYED. The monitor is smoking, all of the lockers are trashed, and the bench Mr. Nice Guy was sitting on is snapped in half! The camera cuts to the announcer’s booth.

MURPHY: Well, my breath is taken away. Abernathy nearly kills Jimmy Flame and attempts to take over RPW, then Commissioner Dobbs confirms the legality of The Signature Brand! A Damning future followed by a glimpse of hope!

Dominic sits down in a huff and reluctantly puts on his headset.

GOLDEN: What a (CENSORED) jip.

MURPHY: Language, Dom.

GOLDEN: I STAND BY WHAT I SAID – I will NOT announce another Brandenburg match and I will MAKE SURE he doesn’t use The Signature Brand to become RPW Heavyweight Champion!

MURPHY: You are paid to announce, Dominic! Stop getting so personally involved in the matches.

GOLDEN: You don’t know what you’re talking about, old man.

MURPHY: You’ve retired! Accept your new role in pro wrestling!

GOLDEN: Brandenburg is done.

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Ian is taping his wrists in preparation for his match in the backstage area. As he tightens the tape the thick veins on the back of his hand pulsate. He takes a deep breath and stretches out his right shoulder.

Mr. Nice Guy and Damien Wolfe flank him as Jones starts his walk towards the ring.

MNG: "Make sure you hurt Cobain tonight, Jones." (smiles) "But not too bad."

Jones looks at MNG and returns a smile, but a wry one. Wolfe steps forward close to Ian's face.

Wolfe: End him.

Jones briefly stares eye to eye with Wolfe before acknowledging his sentiment with a nod of approval and goes back to his pre-match preparation.

Wolfe and Mr. Nice Guy exit.

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DUCKY: It is time for the World Heavyweight Championship qualifying match! Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington weighing in at 210 pounds….

“Half Past You” – Love Battery

DUCKY: KIRKKKKKKKK COOOOOBBBAAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!

Cobain slouches through the curtain completely enthralled in his music as he makes his was to ringside with his hands in his pockets. He gets up the steps, into the ring and he slouches into a corner as his music fades out.

GOLDEN: What a weird character this guy is. Blacks out one week and goes on a rampage but then comes back perfectly calm and normal this week.

MURPHY: He’s got his work cut out for him tonight with the motivated Brit ready to take action. Will Wolfe and MNG somehow insert themselves into this match?

DUCKY: And his opponent, weighing in at 260 pounds from London, England……

“Guns of Brixton” – The Clash

DUCKY: He is IAAAAAAANNNNNNNNN JOOOOONNNNNEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!

Jones hits the ramp in a calm, cool way and walks to the ring with a very focused look on his opponent. Before he steps into the ring, he flashes an evil, chilling look out to the crowd who has already been showering him with boooooooos.

GOLDEN: These people do not know a champion when they see one. Jones is going to take out the grunge trash tonight!

MURPHY: How do you really feel about our Seattle native Dom? Sometimes, you should just keep your opinion to yourself because no one cares.

The two men are in the ring and the ref calls for the bell.

!!! DING DING DING !!!

Jones immediately goes on the offensive by slapping Cobain so hard, he drops to his knee.

MURPHY: No respect here from the maniacal Jones. Vicious slap that echoed throughout this arena.

Jones picks Cobain up to his feet and drops him to the mat with a body slam followed up with a snap elbow to the sternum. He gets to his feet and lays the boots to Cobain one after the other after the other. The ref moves in and pushes Jones back creating some separation between the two. Cobain looks up from the mat with a look of intensity as he makes his way to his feet. Jones is back on the offensive having shrugged of the ref and grabbed Cobain with a sense of ferocity, he whips Cobain into the corner so hard, Cobain bounces out and eats a belly to belly suplex.

GOLDEN: You have to admit here, Jones has a game plan and is working it to perfection.

MURPHY: Very aggressive Jones here. You can tell he has his eyes on the prize. Cobain has not been able to do anything!

Jones picks up Cobain, lifts him high into the air into a military press.

MURPHY: Impressive show of strength here but Jones isn’t trying to show off, he just dropped him unceremoniously behind him.

Cobain bounces off the mat with a sickening thud but somehow has the wherewithal to roll to the outside and drop to the floor.

GOLDEN: Definitely not a smart move here as Jones is not going to give him any time for the breather he is going for.

Jones rolls outside the opposite side of the ring and strolls casually around to where Cobain was sprawled on the floor. He turns the corner BUT WAIT… There is no one there!

GOLDEN: Where the hell did he go?!?!

Jones pulls up the ring apron but looks completely befuddled.

MURPHY: Oh look! Cobain is coming out from under the ring! He’s behind Jones!!!!

Before Jones sees him, Cobain is running at full tilt delivering a shoulder block to the back of Jones who stumbles forward, hits his knee hard into the ring steps and flips over them landing spread eagle on the other side.

MURPHY: He took him completely by surprise there! Can he follow it up though? It looks like he is on a knee trying to catch his breath.

GOLDEN: Sneak attack, that’s all that was. He couldn’t face him man to man so he hits him in the back.

MURPHY: I remember calling plenty of your matches where you did whatever it took to get an advantage.

GOLDEN: Shut up Murph, who asked your opinion.

Cobain is up on the ring apron, he mounts the top turnbuckle looking waaaaaaaaay down at Jones who is using the ringside barrier to get to his feet.

MURPHY: That shot to the knee really took a toll on him. What a great move from the man with a brutal figure four leg lock in his repertoire.

Cobain lifts his arms as the crowd cheers him on. Jones’ back is to Cobain as he takes to the air!

MURPHY: HE HAS TO BE 20 FEET IN THE AIR HERE!

Jones falls to the side as Cobain connects with the steel guard rail!!!! Cobain is hung up on the rail having missed his splash attempt. Jones hobbles to his feet and pulls Cobain off the railing and slides him back into the ring. Jones rolls under the ropes and use them to get back to his feet. Cobain is writhing in the ring holding his ribs with a look of excruciating pain on his face.

GOLDEN: What a dumb move from the kid here. He’s probably got a couple of broken ribs now and there’s no way he’s going to be able to go much longer in this match.

Jones goes for the cover!

1

2

KICKOUT!

MURPHY: There’s still some fight left in this young man but you’re right Dom, he couldn’t have much more after that big miss.

Jones gets back to his feet and tries shaking off his knee which causes him to wince in main but he staggers to Cobain, goes to pick him up but gets met with a punch to the face that startles him and makes him take a couple steps back. Cobain holds his ribs after the shot but rolls over to his knees and gets to a vertical base. Jones looks across with rage in his eyes now.

GOLDEN: Looks like that punch woke up the big man here. Cobain may have just signed his own death warrant.

Jones steps towards Cobain but in the blink of an eye, Cobain drops a beautiful dropkick to the knee of Jones who goes down like a sack of bricks. Cobain stays on the mat holding his ribs after the impact of the movement.

MURPHY: Smart move here from Cobain but it looks like again, he won’t be able to follow-up.

Cobain gets to his feet, walks over to Jones and kicks him in the back of the knee repeatedly. The ref comes over and pulls Cobain back but suddenly, Cobain SNAPS, he ducks under the ref and grabs the leg of Jones and slams it into the mat. He does it again and again until Jones gets his arms on the ropes and the ref tries to break it up. Again, Cobain ducks under the ref, grabs Jones’ leg, pulls him to the center of the ring and drops a spinning elbow into the crook of the knee of Jones. He drops two more elbows grabbing Jones’ leg and just pulling outward!

GOLDEN: HE IS GOING TO BREAK HIS LEG HERE! THIS GUY HAS LOST HIS MIND!

MURPHY: Calm down Dom, he’s doing everything within the rules, he is just showing Jones he has a mean streak as well. Jones is in serious trouble here.

Cobain walks over to the turnbuckle, gets to the second one, looks like he is going to leap off but decides to go up one more turnbuckle before leaping off without further hesitation and delivering a brutal splash to the outstretched leg of the prone Jones. He immediately grabs his ribs and falls to the mat.

GOLDEN: Apparently whatever adrenaline he had is gone because he got what he deserved there. He should have known better than that.

Jones is holding his knee and Cobain is holding his ribs as the ref initiates the 10 count.

1…….

2…….

MURPHY: Both men are down here and with their injuries, who knows if either man can actually stand up anymore!

3……

4…… Ian Jones is trying to use the ropes to pull himself up.

5……

6…… Cobain is across the ring, pulling himself up but is having a hard time…

7…… Jones is almost up to his feet, lets go of the ropes and immediately falls back to the canvas holding his knee!!!!!

8……

MURPHY: Is it possible for both men to lose this match and no one will get to End of the World? As bad as they both want it, neither of them may make it out of this match!

9…….

…………………………… Ref looks to both men and… wait… could it be?!

COBAIN MAKES IT TO HIS FEET!!!!! The crowd goes nuts as Cobain starts to feed off of their energy. You can see him getting pumped up and he walks towards Jones who is still on his hands and knees. As he approaches, Jones lashes out, grabs his head and STUNNER!

GOLDEN: Out of no-where! He has put Cobain back on the mat. Just when you thought he was done, he comes back with that! FOLLOW IT UP JONES!!!

MURPHY: Dom, your impartiality is amazing.

Jones uses the corner to pull himself up to one leg and he hops up to the second turnbuckle.

GOLDEN: Big man on the second turnbuckle here! This is new… Looks like he will do anything to win!

Jones jumps off with his good leg and drops an elbow to the ribs of Cobain, then covers him!

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2

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NO!!!!!!!!!! KICKOUT at the last second!

Jones looks frustrated and Cobain rolls to the ropes and starts pulling himself up with one arm, holding his ribs with the other.

MURPHY: What is this now!? Why are Mr. Nice Guy and Damian Wolfe coming out here?!

GOLDEN: Well, the TV they had in the back somehow got broken so maybe they just want to watch the match in person and scout potential opponents.

MURPHY: You know good and well they are here to somehow screw Cobain out of his title shot!

Wolfe and MNG saunter to ringside as Cobain gets to his feet. Jones is on his feet and the two men are in a stare down. Jones takes a step forward and Cobain tries for the dropkick again but Jones deftly dodges it but before Jones can take advantage, Cobain hits a spinning kick to knock the feet out from under Jones. Cobain rolls over and grabs his left, stands up and motions to the crowd for the figure four!

MURPHY: It looks like Cobain is focused here and has not even seen the two intruders here. Or maybe he’s just ignoring them, either way, Jones is in trouble.

Cobain steps into the figure four and falls to the mat as he locks it in! Jones is trying to roll out but he’s screaming in pain as his knee is contorted in a very painful manner. MNG steps up on the apron and the ref goes over to admonish him and get him back to the floor. While the ref is distracted, Wolfe reaches through the bottom rope on the other side and helps Jones flip the hold so the pressure is on Cobain. As the ref turns, Wolfe lets go and pretends like nothing happened while in the ring Jones is stepping out of the figure four and hopping on one foot towards Cobain. He goes to drop another elbow on the ribs of Cobain but Cobain moves and Jones hits nothing but air. Cobain is back to his feet looking out at Wolfe and MNG with a piercing stare. He turns his attention back to Jones and picks him up then drops him with a crushing double arm DDT. He pulls him towards the center of the ring and locks in the figure four again!

MURPHY: The ref told those guys, if either of them interfered again, Jones would forfeit the match! They can only watch as the hold is locked in again. Can Jones hold out!? Is there too much pressure on his knee?!

Cobain sits up in the hold then wrenches back causing Jones to flail about on the mat in pain. Cobain sits up again and digs an elbow into the knee of Jones to inflict more pain. The ref is checking in on Jones who is refusing to tap!

GOLDEN: He’s a tough man. Jones is going to hold out until he can break out of the hold.

Cobain drops back again wrenching on the leg of Jones who is now holding his head and trying his best not to tap out. Wolfe and MNG are pacing around the ring, they don’t want to cost their buddy the match but they are trying to do something. Cobain sits up again and Jones is sitting up. They trade punches with the big man getting the better of the exchange. Cobain drops back before another punch can weaken his grip causing Jones’s knee to be contorted even further…

Damien Wolfe has had enough and he climbs on that apron, the referee quickly intercepts him and advises him to get out of the ring, meanwhile Jones can’t hold on anymore and taps.

MURPHY: JONES TAPPED OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!! JONES TAPPED OUT!!!!!!!!! This match is OVER!!!!!

GOLDEN: No, it’s not, it´s not over until the referee says it is and the referee has not seen the tap.

MURPHY: This is a robbery…..

Cobain releases the hold and raises his arms in victory before realizing the referee is arguing with Wolfe. Jones crawls into a corner. Cobain tries to tell the ref that Jones taps and Wolfe just mocks him. Jones uses the ropes to climb up and starts exposing the top turnbuckle. Cobain has had it with Wolfe and knocks him off the apron with a vicious right hand that floors him, this cues the referee to get back on the match. Jones limps to the middle of the ring and the referee notices the exposed turnbuckle and goes to fix it. Mr Nice Guy slides a chair into the ring, right next to Ian Jones.

GOLDEN: Things just got interesting!

Ian Jones picks up the chair and smashes it against the canvas before throwing it to Cobain and back bumping into the mat holding his head, Cobain catches the chair just in time for the referee to turn around and notice him. The ref looks furious, Cobain drops the chair and tries to explain but the ref isn’t having it and he waves to the time keeper.

!!! DING DING DING !!!

DUCKY: As a result of a disqualification, the winner of this match, who will go on the End of the World for the Heavyweight Championship, Ian Jones.

The crowd’s boos seem to be at an all time high here on RPW as everyone realizes that Kirk Cobain has been utterly screwed.

Cobain stands in the middle of the ring perplexed and notices MNG is on the apron looking directly at Cobain with a huge cocky smile on his face. Cobain goes to confront him when WHAM! From behind, Wolfe nails him with the same steel chair that led to the finish. Cobain hits the ground and is hit in the ribs three more times by Wolfe while MNG is on the outside still smiling.

MURPHY: WHAT IN THE HELL!? What’s going on here? This has been complete anarchy tonight!

Wolfe sets up Cobain carefully, trapping his throat in between the still chair. The crowd boos relentlessly and Wolfe only replies with a sadistic smile.

MURPHY: I don’t like this one bit.

The fears of the crowd become a reality as Wolfe stomps on the chair, and blood starts to come out of the mouth of Kirk Cobain, his throat crushed by the steel chair, EMTs rush down the ramp as Wolfe and MNG help a limping Ian Jones go up the ramp, as we reach the top of the ramp we notice Wolfe has a mic in his hand.

WOLFE: It didn’t have to be this way Kirk, you brought this on yourself. Brandenburg, THIS is what you have coming.”

And the booing keep getting more and more intense after Wolfe’s short announcement.

The paramedics tend to the man who should’ve been the winner of the match but instead lays prone in the center of the ring, covered in blood.

MURPHY: We are out of time tonight. I cannot believe what we’ve seen. For Dominic Golden and the rest of our crew, we hope to see you next week when who knows what will happen!?

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