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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:34 am
~FutureWrestle/ShankSounds~ Ice vs. Killa Kal - [GWA Grand Championship] Darson Grays vs. Cody Bogard - [Last Man Standing] Danny Demonstar vs. Kid Chaos - [GWA Openweight Championship] Sparco vs. Alex Lords Hunter Sullivan vs. Jacob Figgins - [Non-Title] Marcus Ender vs. Talon vs. Xw
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:34 am
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Prince Kira Ukonvasara Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:35 am
Tonight is Figgy’s chance to take back what is basically his. He was never pinned, he never submitted, by all rights in his mind it should be his. Hunter on the other hand, the new holder whom won the trophy at UCAII cares very little for Figgy and his thoughts on the trophy, and plain and simple will prove tonight, even if its not for the trophy, that he is plain better, and that’s why it’s his. So please read on, and see what happens this night in the bout of the former, and current IGTT champion, and who is best suited, to Guard the Threshold.
The lights in the venue dim as a hand becomes visible throwing the entrance curtain open. And out comes the Next Conspiracy receiving a mixed reaction from the audience as "An Ancient Sign of Coming Storm" blares into the speakers.
Yeahrrgh!!!
At the top of the entrance aisle, Figgins turns his back to the audience outstretching both of his arms and leaning back. Finally he spins on one foot and spits energy drink onto the aisle infront of him. Letting his arms fall back down to his side he began his trek towards the squared circle
Blood red bows plough the waves The dragon heads grin Twenty ships with Norsemen braves Riding the northern wind
"Making his way to the ring... Weighing in at 267 pounds...He is the Next Conspiracy...JACOB FIGGINS! "
They left their shores at early dawn As a red sun was rising in the east An ancient sign of coming storm Thunder of sword and shield
The lights returned to normal and Figgins raised his head letting the audience's eyes grace him. Looking from left to right, a smirk crawled across the features of Figgins as he runs up the ring steps and walks along the apron taking a swig of his energy drink before putting the bottle down next to the southeast turnbuckle. He leaned against the ropes outstretching his arms once more and spraying a light mist onto the floor outside the ring.
Sails appear in the south Now every man prepare The sea will be colored by blood Battle is drawing near Finally entering the ring, via the top and middle ropes, Figgins turns on one foot and extends his arms for a final time acting as if it was a privilege to the audience to watch him perform in the squared circle and within the venue itself. Dropping his arms he takes off his ring jacket and throws it outside of the ring to get prepared for his upcoming bout.
Hunter bursts out of the Guerilla’s position holding onto his IGTT trophy. Fans burst into cheers as Hunter starts to walk across the stage looking out to the fan’s noting a little more ‘Hunter’ Merchandise amongst the fans then usual. A smile creeps up one side of his face as he works his way down the ramp and tags a few fans with his free hand, going side to side doing this.
Take another second Turn your back on me and make believe that you're always happy It's safe to say you're never alive A big part of you has died and by the way, I hope you're satisfied
I'm alive, For you I'm awake Because of you I'm alive Told you I'm awake, Swallowing you
Hunter soon reached the bottom of the ramp and moved along the edge of the ring stepping onto the steel steps and working his way up the steel onto the apron of the ring. Hunter moved along climbing up the turnbuckle and raising the trophy to the air before shifting into the ring. Handing the trophy to the ref before looking to the announcer and to a few Stage hands making his way to the turnbuckle.
I'm alive, For you I'm awake Because of you I'm alive Told you I'm awake,
(go) turning your back on failing me taking a step back so i can breath hear the silence about to break feel resistance when im awake Hunter standing on the top rope looks out and around to all the fans the arena. Hunter made a simple taunt to the fans beating his chest a little pointing out to the fans before jumping down and turning to the announcer who starts making the announcement of his identity, which it clearly unneeded
“Introducing second, from Corner brook, Newfoundland, Canada. Standing in at six foot, and weighting in this morning at 227 He is The Inaugural Guardian of the Threshold, Hunter Sulllliiivvaaan.” Hunter kept his face wide with a grin as he looked at the ref holding the trophy up, The ref looks to both men before handing it to a stage hand.
Hunter looks to Figgy, growing a small grin as he shifts weight back and forth between his leg’s shifting side to side awaiting for the bell. Figgy is bent over hands on his knees looking directly at Hunter, If the fact that he was never beat for the belt isn’t a good enough reason for a title rematch, he’ll make sure that he give’s management a even better reason. Five of Hunters teeth on there desk. The IGTT will be his. The ref looks to both men, seeing they are clearly ready. DING DING!
The ref moves back as Hunter and Figgy move out of there turnbuckles ready to lock up at any moment. Sullivan and Jacob don’t make any attempts to lock up though, not truly trusting each other enough to move in and start it. Hunter makes a movement forward and Figgy will back up and vice versa. Figgy finally puts his arm out to signal a test of strength lock up. Hunter moves in and accepts the lock, interlocking his figures with Figgy. Figgy and Hunter smash together there chests trying to push each other back. Hunter seems to have a slight advantage but soon Figgy sends up a strong knee nailing Hunter in the abdomen causing him to double over. Figgy tugs on Hunter arm sending him into the ropes, coming back after meting the ropes in a rebound. Figgy has his elbow cocked back and goes for a strong shot but Hunter ducks under it as he keeps going to the other side of the ring. Figgy turns and goes to knock Hunter down this time with a big boot. The IGTT counters again sliding under the move as he drops to the mat. Figgy turns again into a flurry of left knuckle shots rocking Figgy back slightly. Hunter has a bit of the upper hand here so far as Hunter see’s Figgy dazed and runs back to the ropes rebounding off and coming in with a shoulder block. The move nails Figgy but he doesn’t go down. Hunter looks at him and makes a challenge holding out his shoulder. The next Conspiracy accepts and runs to the ropes coming off and hitting Hunter with a shoulder block, Hunter to, not leaving his feet. Figgy glares at the champ and sends in a stiff chop, Hunter feeling pain doesn’t show it as he returns the chop. Figgy not to be bested show’s no pain as well. The former champ sends in a elbow rocking Hunter back. Hunter comes back with one of his own rocking Figgy back. Jacob grabs Hunter by the head and sends in a high knee making the champ double over and stagger back. Hunter and Figgy seem to be in the middle of a “im better then you” contest as Hunter regains himself and sends in his own high knee. Figgy recovers and hits a nice toe kick. Hunter returns with one of his own. Figgy c**k’s back and hits a nice right hand staggering Hunter. The IGTT smirks as he returns with a nice left shot, clearly having more impact then Figgy’s punch as it staggers him back into the ropes. Figgy grunts and quickly comes up to Hunter grabbing him by his head and sends in a skull shattering Headbut knocking Hunter from his feet.
Hunter scatters away from Figgy grabbing the ropes and getting to his feet in the corner. Jacob smirks as he taunts Hunter scratching his head on impact point. Hunter starts to shift around a little more circling Figgy ready for a lock up. Figgy feeling he can out do Hunter in technical wrestling as he has just done with the brawling. The conspiracy smiles locking up with the IGTT pushing each other around a little. Figgy quickly shifts into a side headlock grinding at Hunters head. Hunter knows full well how to get out of the hold and unlocks Figgy’s hands and pulls back into a hammerlock. Jacob as well knows his way fully around the hammerlock pushing himself back, in and under Sullivan unhooking the arm and pulling back into his own hammerlock. Hunter drops to his knee’s with a grip on Figgy’s head and snapmares him over head to the mat in front of him. Figgy doesn’t stay down long as he boosts back to his feet and delivers a armdrag onto Hunter nailing him flat to the mat. Hunter in cliche’ technical fashion gets to his feet and knocks Figgy down with his own Armdrag. Jacob rolls through the armdrag and gets back to his feet, Hunter at this time has left for the ropes coming back to deliver a..headlock! Figgy counters Hunters attempt and locks him into a headlock. The former IGTT makes a twirl spinning Hunter and cutting of his running momentum. Hunter smirks recalling his Talon match as he pulls Figgy up for a backbreaker- no. Hunter lifted Figgy up, but the man use’s his momentum to roll it through and land a headlock takedown. Hunter quickly notes this match will be a lot harder then when he faced Talon as he push’s Figgy’s head back. The IGTT pulls his legs up and wraps in a successful head scissors. Figgy shifts around in the move soon moving himself around quickly attempting to counter the head scissors with a hand stand. Figgy goes up in the handstand but is caught off guard as Hunter unwraps his legs and place’s a kick to the back of Jacob’s head. Figgy drops to his shoulders, Hunter making a quick cover. 1..2 figgy kicks himself out of the pin getting himself to his feet being met by Hunter there. Jacob quickly nails a armdrag on Hunter as he attempted to hit a weak left knuckle punch. Figgy locks in a armbar as He hits the drag quickly shifting into a cross armbar! Hunter smirks as he shifts around managing to get to a standing position. Sullivan quickly hooks Figgy’s leg in under Fig’s other leg and hooking that leg under his own arm. Figgy quickly knows what is going on, letting out of the armbar and sending in quick shots and squirming himself to the ropes holding them desperately. Hunter laughs as he lets out and back away from Fig telling him he was so close to being locked in. The fans clap as Jacob gets to his feet and grunts getting ready to redeem himself. from that last exchange.
Hunter and Figgy seem to be fading out of the feel out process as they are getting a taste of what they are better in, or not as good in. Hunter notes about staying away from the headbuts, as Figgy notes staying away from his hard punch’s. Figgy not yet wanting to give the technical aspect to Hunter want’s to make another lock up to show in technical he can take Hunter down, and fast. Jacob move’s off the ropes circling around requesting Hunter to try it again. Sullivan smirks as he moves in locking up with Figgy once again. Figgy quickly breaks Hunters left arm away and push’s Hunter to the mat with a fujwara armbar. Jacob goes to hook the arm between his knee’s clearly attempting the Spectral Fig Effect! Hunter rolls himself getting away from Figgy’s grasp and getting to his feet. Figgy gets to his feet, the attempt clearly a message about the Texas clover attempt “I can do that to” is the basic message. Jacob isn’t at his feet very long as Hunter leaps nailing a dropkick planting Figgy back to the mat. Jacob is mildly dazed as he staggers himself to his feet quickly. Hunter with a knee clip knock’s Figgy right back to the mat, Jacob not liking the fact his knee has been hit, noting from Hunters last match. Fig knows that his knee being targeted is not a good thing to happen. Sullivan quickly takes a hold of Fig’s leg pulling it under his arm. Sullivan seems ready for maybe a single legged Boston crab, however, Jacob wants nothing of it as he kicks Hunter off. Figgy quickly gets back to his feet, trying to go after Hunter with a grapple. Hunter backs up fast getting away, Figgy keeps after him as the IGTT keeps moving backward out of his reach. Hunter starts panicking, not wanting Figgy to get a hold of him looking to back into the ropes. The champ gets to them as Fig grabs his leg and tries to pull him off. The ref gets in-between backing Figgy up off Hunter for the rope break. Jacob not making the impact that he wanted to that round. The former IGTT grunts and backs up, knowing that he may have made a small psychological impact. Hunter whom seems to have grown very skilled with the Texas clover rather quickly moves away from the ropes. The IGTT starts to move around the ring, staying close to the ropes to stop any quick assault from Fig. Figgy smirks noticing, however, the idea is a good one. Figgy stands in the middle of the ring waiting for Hunter to come and lock up.
Hunter watch’s Figgys movement as he moves in and locks up with the former IGTT. Figgy push’s up against Hunter hard, the champ being pushed quickly into the turnbuckle. Figgy ignores the ref’s warnings as he sends in a hard knee. Figgy starts to brawl in the corner with chops and elbows rabidly, sending Sullivan for a loop. Figgy backs up taunting Hunter before the dazed man lets out a toe kick! Sullivan comes out of the turnbuckle and switch’s place’s with Figgy starting to send in Mudhole stomps and pushing the man to the bottom of the turnbuckle. The IGTT letting out the Middle finger in text book Stone cold. Hunter moves on as he starts pouring in Mudhole punch’s rapidly. The ref finally pushed Hunter away threatening a DQ as the IGTT pushed him away to go back to Figgy, getting a eye poke for his troubles! Hunter turns around and holds his eyes as Figgy pulls himself up to his feet, holding his face as he pulls himself to the second rope. The IGTT makes a turn to Figgy wiping his eye, things still to blurry to see anything coming. Figgy smirks as he c**k’s back his forearm and jumps and nailing a leaping forearm shot! Hunter is knocked hard to the mat. Figgy rolls Hunter onto his back, quickly pulling down his knee pad as he jumps up and lands a harsh knee on the face. Hunter reacted holding his face kicking at the mat as Figgy smirked getting to his feet. Figgy steps back and falling backwards into the ropes coming back and landing another knee to Hunters chest this time. Figginese is working it’s part well as Hunter is being bomb barded with the knees. Figgy smirks as he grabs Hunter and pulls him closer to the ropes for part three. Figgy turns around and starts climbing, getting to the top and turning himself around in time to see Hunter hit the ropes, knocking away his balance and causing him to fall upon his nads! The IGTT put a end to the combo of knees as Hunter moves towards Figgy. Sullivan soon sends in a weak left shot before grabbing him by his pant helm and neck, tossing him from the top rope onto his back with a thump.
Jacob moves to a seated position holding his lower back in pain as The IGTT charge’s adding more pain with a soccer kick. The former IGTT shows that pain as Hunter push’s him to the mat hard and makes a cover, hooking the leg. 1..2..kick out. Figgy pushed his shoulder up as he holds his back and makes a roll to all fours. Sullivan pulls fig to his feet delivering a chop staggering Jacob back. The IGTT delivers another chop as Fig staggers back into the ropes holding his chest. Hunter quickly grabs the former champ by the arm and proceeds to whip the man across the ring in an Irish whip, moving forward waiting for the rebound. The Next Conspiracy makes that rebound and returns into a stiff back elbow knocking him back to the mat. Hunter makes a decision to go madly after the back after making a nice shot to it with the top rope toss. Sullivan takes Figgy by his legs and turns him locking in a boston crab. Figgy quickly looks for the ropes, finding them not that far off. Hunter pulls back making sure that both the thigh’s and the back are being hurt. Figgy makes a groan of pain as he starts to crawl along the matting getting a hold of the bottom rope. Fig ends the submission sooner then Hunter would have liked it to have lasted. Hunter lets out of the hold and gets to his feet, grabbing Figgy by his head and pulling Jacob to his feet along with. Sullivan grabs Figgy by his wrist and goes to whips him to the other side of the ring. The IGTT moves to the center of the ring readying himself to launch Figgy with a hiptoss! No, Fig stops himself from being tossed. The Conspiracy quickly sending in a knee, doubling over Hunter and hooking him in a double underhook, or butterfly lock! Hunter quickly drops down, slipping his left arm out and back up, Clothesline! No, Figgy ducks under it turning around and at the same time Hunter does, delivering a Toe kick to the champ. Fig quickly locks in another double underhook! BUTTERFLY SUPLEX!!! Figgy quickly scurries to the cover, ONE, Two, Thr, no Hunter toss’s his shoulder into the air breaking the count.
Jacob is disappointed in not being able to put Hunter away with the Suplex. The man now knowing that Hunter would require a little more then what he had thought to put him away. Figgy possibly underestimating the man who holds “his” IGTT. Jacob grabs Hunters Moehawk and starts pulling him to his feet pushing him into the turnbuckle. The former IGTT starts laying in well aimed elbow shots connecting hard on the jaw of the champ. Fig lets up for a moment laying in a signature Headbut before backing up a tad and taunting to the man. “I hope you’ve kept it warm and clean for me.” The Former IGTT referring to the trophy, the words sent as a message that he will be gaining his trophy back. He may not get it this match, but proving to the fans, Hunter, and management that he is clearly the better, is one huge step to gaining a title shot. Sullivan pants in the corner as Jacob lands in a insult slap, seemingly waking Hunter up from his date with Figgy’s elbows. The Conspiracy grabs Hunters arms and whips him across the ring following him as they head towards the turnbuckle. Hunter met’s the turnbuckle with a counter attempt as he makes a small handstand on the ropes. Figgy hits the turnbuckle a little after The IGTT push’s himself over to the mat in a wobbly landing. Figgy staggers back into a reverse waistlock, quickly making his own standing switch into a reverse waistlock. Hunter sends back hard elbows allowing himself to switch it up once again. Hunters leg is a little behind the gap in Figgys to legs. Figgy tries the grab the leg and trip Hunter. Sullivan see’s it coming and grabs the wrists of both arms letting out of the waistlock and pulling on them. Figgy is flipped to his back as Hunter grabs the legs as they where swept off the mat. Hunter holds Figgy in a pin as the ref moves in for the count. 1..2 roll through! Figgy roll’s through the pin having Hunter down for the count this time. 1.2.th, No Hunter push’s out of it, storming to his feet meeting Figgy there. Sullivan takes Figgy down quick with a armdrag, Fig returns to his feet and delivers his own armdrag. Both men get quickly back to there feet, Sullivan sending Figgy quick into the ropes. Hunter Readies himself for a back body drop, Fig rebounding off the ropes and jumping over the IGTT in a sunset flip! Hunter roll’s through taking quick hold of the ankles of Figgy and pulling him up, crossing one leg behind the other. TEXAS- No!! Figgy grabs Hunter in a front face lock and rolls him back into a roll up!! ONE TWO THREE-NO Hunter lets go of Figgys legs and gets out of the pin attempt.
Fans cheer for the men as they both get to there feet, a “This is awesome.” chant starting up. The scientific wrestling impressing the fans. Nice Indy wrestling, just what they expect from the likes of Hunter Sullivan and Jacob Figgin’s. Hunter and Figgy back up glaring at each other, both making a impact and sending a message with that last exchange. Hunter showing yet again, you need merely blink and he’ll lock the Texas clover in. Figgy on the other hand, shows that even though Hunter can lock the move in a variety of ways, he can counter it. The fans settle down a bit from the clapping and chanting. Hunter starts to shift around circling around Figgy before extending his hand in a handshake. Figgy think’s directly to Talons mistake the week before and grows a smirk as he accepts the handshake, much to the dismay of some fans. Sullivan smirks feeling he has got Figgy in his trap as he launch’s for a clothesline! No, Figgy ducks under, now behind Hunter. Fig grabs The IGTT in a reverse waistlock sending him overhead with a German suplex! Hunter being shown up rolls out of the ring trying to regain himself. Fig has no intention of letting Hunter get out of his grasp and follows the man out of the ring. The former IGTT sends in a hard upperback forearm staggering Hunter into the apron. Figgy follows up, grabbing Hunter by the head and sending him face first into the apron. The IGTT staggers back holding his face as Figgy grabs his hand and pulls hard in a Irish whip sending him hard into the barricade! Figgy taunts at Hunter as he slowly comes up on him pulling him to his feet by his trademark moehawk. Jacob pulls Sullivan to the steel turnbuckle poll and c**k’s back Hunters arm smashing the limb to the metal! Hunter pulls away holding his arm as The former IGTT grabs the arm again and pulls it back making another swing! The IGTT holds his arm in pain as Figgy takes a hold of Hunters pant helm and hair, rolling him into the ring following after. The count comes to a end as Fig enters the ring. Hunter gets to his feet still holding the arm as Figgy grabs the arm and twirls into a wristlock. The conspiracy starts sending in hard elbows to Hunters elbow. Figgy follows up knocking Hunter back to the mat with a armdrag, keeping the arm for a armbar. Hunter kicks at the mat as his elbow is being torn at and pressured in directions it does not go. Sullivan starts to push himself to his feet, quickly looking to counter. Fig on the other hand seeing a counter in the mists quickly acts first whipping the champion into the ropes waiting for his return. the IGTT hits the ropes and returns in a rebound, Fig is waiting as he grabs Hunters arm upon meeting FUGIWAR- No Hunter has planted his feet not letting Figgy take him to the mat. Jacob send in forearms to Hunter shoulders only for the man to return with strong punch’s knocking Figgy away and into the corner in a stagger.
Hunter goes after with his good arm hitting a running forearm hitting him against the turnbuckle pads. Sullivan hooks Figgy into a suplex pulling him away from the turnbuckle a bit turning his back to the ropes, looking to 1.) suplex to the outside, 2.) suplex onto the ropes. the IGTT lifts the man up only to be nailed with a knee on the way up. Hunter drops Figgy back to the mat, The conspiracy lifts Hunter up staggering forward a bit stalling with the move. The IGTT making a counter shifting his momentum and falling back down! This time Hunter’s feet plant themselves on the apron, one man in the ring and one out. Sullivan tried to pull Figgy over but the man hooks the ropes in counter, Hunter being fed up with the suplex attempts pulls way and sends In a hard elbow shot. Fig staggers away holding his face, Hunter leaps to the Top rope was Figgy makes the turn, Hunter Springboards hitting the SPRING BOOARD SPI- Miss. The IGTT Goes right over Figgys head as the man drops to the mat. Hunter tumbles with the landing rolling to his feet turning around to Figgy........SPECTRAL FIG EFFFEECCT!!! Hunter is smashed to the mat, the move locked in perfectly. Hunter is moving around, squirming like a rat in a trap. Figgy worries not as the move is locked in perfect. Sullivans head is pulled back, his arm in the armbar. Is there any escape? The ropes... The ropes are half a arms length away, Hunter blindly tries to grab them getting nothing but air and the annoying voice of the ref. “Do you wish to tap out, do you submit?” Hunter screams a ‘No’ as he rolls Figgy to his back, his shoulders to the mat ONE TWO THR- No, Figgy puts himself back in position the move locked in well. The Champ can’t have himself tap out here, Hunter makes the roll one more time this time makes a full roll through back into the cross face this time closer to the ropes, Hunter reach’s out hooking his arm on the bottom rope. The ref moves in demanding Fig let out of the hold. Jacob makes a tug back before letting out glaring at the IGTT as he rolls himself from the ring staggering blindly into the barricade. The former IGTT looks at Hunter with a smirk as the Nightmare Architect backed up and held his arm in pain. Jacob quickly sped towards the ropes hitting a rebound and speeding back to the starting ropes. SUICIDA DIVVE- NO!! Hunter turned and ducked seeing the man dive out, Figgy coming a tad bit short of the barricade! Fig hits his lowerback off the top of the steel as he crashed to a heap on the mat.
The IGTT gets to his feet looking around in a daze, looking back and seeing Figgy holding his back in pain as he kicks at the matting. Sullivan see’s his opportunity as he moves to Figgy holding his arm slightly before pulling Jacob to his feet. Hunter quickly rams Fig forward to the apron forcing his lower back off it. The IGTT quickly hoisted Figgy up to his shoulder moving towards the steel turnbuckle poll and ramming the back into it causing more damage. Hunter lowers Fig to the mat and switch’s to a scoop. Sullivan moves to the steel steps ending with a slam onto the structure making a clear attack on the back. The Champ makes a quick roll in and out of the ring before retrieving Figgy, rolling him onto the apron and pushing him into the ring following him. The IGTT makes a quick cover hooking Figgys leg hoping the damage done outside was enough. 1..2 kick out. With a scoff Hunter moves to his feet pulling Figgy with him hoping to add the finishing touch’s to the back. Hunter nails in a European upper cut, causing Figgy to hold his chin, turn around a bit and staggering towards the ropes. Hunter follows him, pushing him to the ropes as he starts sending in rapid forearm shots! Figgy groans in pain as his back is attacked. Hunter quickly grabs Figgys arm a and whips him across the ring readying himself for his return. TILTA WHIRL BACK B-Figgy slides off the back and lands behind Hunter. The Next Conspiracy quickly drops Hunter in a neck breaker. Figgy rolls to all fours and starts to his feet, his back paining him as he staggers into the turnbuckle. Sullivan holds his neck slightly as he works to his feet eyeing Figgy. Hunter makes it fully to his feet as he charges Jacob with a forearm! However, The IGTT meets only turnbuckle as Fig dodged out of the way. Jacob slipping up behind Hunter grabbing him in a reverse waist lock. German suplex! Figgy holds it through! A second GERMAN! Figgy works himself back to his feet, THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX. Hunter is laid out on the mat parallel to the ropes. figgy staggers to his feet staggering to the ropes as he holds his back in pain. The former IGTT starts to climb to turnbuckle facing towards Hunter as he tossed is arms out in cross like fashion. DIVING HEAD BUT!!!! Hunter is knocked hard in the skull, sending him in to a small twitch fest ending with Hunter kicking at the mat holding his head in pain. The skull shattering head but taking its toll on both men as Figgy is unable to make a cover.
Jacob holds his skull as he drags himself to the cover. ONE TWO THR-No. Hunter kicks out! Figgy was unable to make the cover in time, Hunter was able to get himself to recover enough to kick out at the last moment. Figgy pounds the ground in anger and frustration as he gets to his feet with help from the ropes. The conspiracy wants to end this, and end it now as he taunts to the fans, pointing to Hunter right after as he goes to Hunter and pulls him to his feet. Figgy holds Hunter in a gutwrench and pulls him up onto his shoulder, the crowd goes wild as Figgy drops the champ in the fig effect mk I- NO!!! Hunter rolls off the back! Fuggy turn’s! Hunter bounce’s off the ropes!! VIPPERR- No! Figgy dodge’s Hunter catching air as he gets back to his feet into a LAR- No, Hunter turns it into a Roll up!! ONE TWO- No Figgy roll’s it through!! ONE TWO, figgy grabs the ropes, THREEE.
The ref doesn’t catch it as Figgy gets off of Hunter, the ref calling for the bell as Hunter gets to his feet horrified on his loss. Figgy quickly leaves the ring moving up the ramp as Figgy music plays. Hunter is kicking the bottom rope as the match is cut somewhat short with the cheap pin, Hunter hadn’t noticed the arm himself, cursing himself for the pin. Figgy taunts back at The IGTT as The ref hands Hunter his Trophy. Sullivan lifts his trophy up towards Figgy yelling out that its still his, Figgy giving a smiky reply “For now.” Hunter quickly calls for a microphone. The stage hand quickly gives the Item to the man as Hunter starts up.”
“Figgy, Look at me, Look! You may have won this week, but it shall never, NEVER, happen again! (Pant, pant) You know Im better then you, (pant) it’s a simple fact, and if I really need to Prove it. (pause pant) I will defend My trophy up against you.” Figgins grows a smile as he sends a glare towards the IGTT trophy. A stage hand hands Figgy a Mic as he strikes up a reply.
“Hunter, it took a simple solitary second for me to beat you tonight and it will surely be the same next time, I’ll tell you it was a tough going, but not... that tough. I can beat you each and every day of the week. I am the true IGTT, you hold what’s mine on simple fluke. what make you think you can defeat me?” Figgy said hiding the fact he had cheated
Hunter looks down to the trophy then back at Figgy. Hunter holds his arm as he looks at Figgy hold his back. “ I’ll tell you why you beat me here tonight, you avoided my Viper snap, you have avoided my Texas Clover, you have avoided my left hook, You avoiding my Kick, Figgy, all it’s going to take is for me to hit one of those moves and your finished. There will be no more avoiding anything time we meet, You WILL see my best, and your going to regret stepping in the ring with me for this trophy for the second time. Your back tells the tale of how I work, And my arm, of yours. I know how you do things, and I know how to get around them. Next tiem, you wont be so lucky.” Hunter smirks.
Figgy is looking at Sullivan knowing Hunter is a tough man to face, maybe he can’t be- no he has this in the bag it’s a easy win, the win he just had prove’s it. “Next time Hunter, You wont be so lucky to be grace the ability to walk after the match.”
Hunter makes one last reply, "And I won’t give you the blessing of Life, I can see it now..... “FIGGY TAPS.”“
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:37 am
Introducing the Challenger from Boston, Massachusetts he stands six feet four inches tall and weighing in at 246 pounds, He is the “Terror King” Kid Chaos
The pounding drums start to play and the bass kicks in
Enter the arena and hit the lights Step up now you’re in for a ride This is war, ain’t no fun and games We get it up, you go down in flames
Party time, going down You better not mess us around The stakes are rich, take a hit or stay The price is high, someone’s gonna pay Heads I win, tails you lose Out of my way Im coming through Roll the dice don’t think twice And we crush, crush em
Then a figure dressed in a black hooded rob emerges in the crowd surrounded by four security guards. The Figure Stands there for a second before beginning to makes their way down the aisle in-between the chairs.
Looking for trouble, well you’ve found it You’re a drum and were gonna pound it
As the figure makes their way down the aisle to the security rail. The security guards have to push back some fans that are trying to mob the figure in the black robe. As this is going on boos are raining down from the GWA fans that made the trip onto the figure in the black robe as well as empty cups and food.
Last one standing wins the fight Hear us scream and shout all night Down on the floor and eat the grit This is gonna hurt a little bit
The figure in the black robe reaches the security rail and stands with one on top of it and the other on the bottom of the rail. They have their right hand raised high above their head holding a barbed-wire bat.
Heads I win, tails you lose Out of my way Im coming through Roll the dice don’t think twice And we crush, crush em
Then they then hop over the security rail making their way to the ring. The figure then places the barbed-wire bat in one of the corners behind the posts, and onto the apron then from their they climb the turnbuckle form the outside. They place one foot on the second turnbuckle, and the other foot on the top turnbuckle. Then they do a duel throat cut, and stretch out their arms doing duel thumbs down they hold this pose
Now we lay you down to rest You’ll never be more than second best Step inside you’re in for a ride And we crush, crush em
for five seconds before climbing down getting back on the apron. They reach into the black void where a face should be, and pull out a pair of black sunglasses folding them up. They Figure then hands the sunglasses to the waiting technician. They then takes off their robe by pulling it over their head. Revealing the Figures Black and Orange camo pants and his matching Black and Orange camo vest.
Don’t need reason, don’t want names Just a john doe to put to shame Step aside let me explain The name of the game is pain
Kid Chaos then throws his black robe to the technician. Kid Chaos then unzips his Camo vest revealing his trademark shirt. Chaos then hands over the vest to the technician he then he gets in the ring.
Now we’ve found you Were gonna pound you Were gonna beat you Gonna defeat you Were gonna bust you Were gonna crush you Were gonna crush em
Kid Chaos walks over to the nearest corner, and leans his back against the corner before sliding down into a sitting position with both of his arms stretched out over the second rope waiting Danny Demonstar
“THOUGH HE BE A DEMON THE SCOURGE OF THE NIGHT….HE SAHLL BE AS A STAR, THE EARTHS GUIDING LIGHT” is heard….. All of a sudden the opening bass line of ‘The Crimson Ghost’ by the Misfits kicks in….
Out walks Danny in a red trenchcoat, and wearing the iconic mask of ‘The Crimson Ghost’, his devilock hanging in front of his face….there is a mixture of cheers and boos for Danny.
‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!’
As soon as the music picks up in speed, Danny sprints to the ring like a madman…the lights in the arena are all blood red…. ‘I know your every move behind this face I have control of expendable slaves When confrontation comes down to the wire I’ll use my cylcotrode to commece the fire!
You’re never gonna get me never gonna get me never gonna get me never gonna get me’
Danny slides under the bottom rope and quickly stands up, in a flash he takes off his Crimson Ghost mask to reveal his iconic black cowl, as soon as the ghost mask is off Danny spits a mist of blood into the air followed by maniacal laughter……
“And his opponent, weighing in at 275 pounds…..’The Crimson Ghost’…DANNY DEMONSTAR!”
‘Being followed, I get quick to the chase I take my cyclotrode right out of the case Atomic force electrocutes your motor Leaving dead in flames - I always escape!’
‘You’re never gonna get me never gonna get me never gonna get me I’M THE CRIMSON GHOST!’ x2
Danny steps to the second turnbuckle and raises his head to the air, spitting another mist of blood…..he jumps off the turnbuckle, takes off his trenchcoat, and faces his opponent, looking like a hungry beast. The ref looks at both men and nods calling for the bell
...Ding Ding Ding
Chaos pulls himself up to his feet using the top ropes. Chaos walks to the center of the ring. Danny fallows suit, and the two men circle each other. They lock up with Danny using his size to gain the upper hand whipping Chaos off into the far ropes. Chaos bounces off of the ropes, and comes back at Danny who tries to decapitate him. Chaos is about to duck under the clothesline. Chaos keeps charging towards the other of ropes. Chaos hits the ropes and comes back at Danny. Danny spins around and, tries to takes Chaos out with a discus clothesline. Chaos is caught off guard, and is barely able to get his head under Danny’s arm. Chaos once more runs to the ropes and bounces off. Chaos charges Danny, and leaps into the air. Danny turns around just in time to be smashed in the face by a leaping fore-arm smash from Chaos.
Both men land hard onto the mat with Danny landing the hardest. Chaos quickly rolls over, and gets back up to his feet. Chaos reaches down and grabs Danny’s hair. Chaos pulls Danny up to his feet, and locks his hands behind Danny’s head. Chaos locks Danny in a Muay Thai clinch. Chaos uses the clinch to forces Danny’s head down as he brings his knee up slamming it into Danny’s head with sickening impact. Chaos repeats this three more times, but seems to hit Danny with a harder knee each time. As Danny is doubled over from that last knee chaos quickly transitions from the clinch to a front face lock. Chaos then falls backwards driving Danny head first into the matt with a DDT. Chaos reaches down grabbing Danny by the wrist and pulls him up to his feet. Chaos then tucks his head under Danny's closest arm, and then reaches across the Danny’s chest and around his neck with his near arm. Chaos takes hold of the Danny’s closest leg with his other arm. Chaos then falls backwards throwing Danny overhead with a big T-Bone Suplex.
Chaos gets up to his feet, and reaches down grabs Danny’s hair. Chaos pulls Danny back up to his feet. Chaos kicks Danny in the stomach doubling him over. Chaos bends to the side, and drapes Danny over his shoulder. Chaos then stands straight up. Chaos goes to throw Danny off of his shoulder, but Danny slides out of the attempted Death Valley Driver landing behind Chaos. Danny spins Chaos around and kicks him in the stomach doubling him over Danny bends to the side, and drapes Chaos over his shoulder. Danny throws Chaos off of his shoulder driving him into the matt with a Death Valley Driver.
Danny gets to his feet, and reaches down grabbing Chaos’ hair. Danny pulls Chaos back up to his feet. Danny turns Chaos around, and bends him backwards. Danny then locks Chaos in a reverse front face lock. Danny then lifts Chaos straight up, and falls backwards driving Chaos chest first into the matt with an inverted suplex. Chaos rolls away from Danny grabbing his chest. Danny gets back up to his feet. Danny gets back up to his feet, and stalks Chaos waiting for him to get back to his feet. Chaos slowly gets to his feet using the ropes unaware that Danny is right behinds him. Danny locks his arms around Chaos’ waist, and pulls back trying to German suplex Chaos. However Chaos is able to hold onto the ropes and block the German suplex attempt. Danny pulls back harder, and is able to over comes Chaos’ grip. Danny pulls back so hard that he isn’t able to hold onto Chaos, and send him flying over head with a release German suplex.
Danny gets back up to his feet, and walks over to Chaos who is laid out in the center of the ring. Danny gets to his feet, and walks over to Chaos who is still on the ground grabbing his neck in agony. Danny reaches down and grabs the collar of Chaos’ shirt. Danny pulls Chaos up to his feet before getting behind him. Danny reaches around Chaos’ Chest placing it under both arms. Danny then uses his other arm, and places it under the Chaos’ legs. Danny’ then lifts Chaos up holding him out horizontally for a few seconds. Then Danny jumps up, and comes crashing down to the mat in a sitting position, slamming the Chaos hard back first into the mat with a sidewalk slam. Danny goes for a pin making sure to hook Chaos’ leg. The ref slides into position to count the pin. 1. Chaos kicks out. Danny imedeatly locks Chaos in a side head lock, and starts to fire punches right into his fore head. After five or six punches Danny tries to pin Chaos again. Once more the ref slides into position to count the pin 1.. Chaos once more kicks out of the pin. Danny gets to his feet, and looks down at Chaos. Danny then gets an evil smirk across his face. Danny starts to stomp away at Chaos. After ten stomps Danny stomps.
Danny reaches down grabs Chaos’ hair using it to pull him up to his feet. Danny grabs Chaos’ shirt and pants using them to get a hold of Chaos as Danny press him over his head. Danny then pushes Chaos forward, and falls down to one knee. Chaos lands hard stomach first onto Danny’s knee. Danny pushes Chaos off of his knee, and fallows up the Ritual Disembowelment with a pin attempt. The ref slides into position to count the pin 1...2.. The count is broken as Chaos manages to get a shoulder up off of the matt. Danny gets up to his feet, and looks a little disappointed. Danny once more goes back to stalking Chaos waiting for him to get back up to his feet. Slowly Chaos gets back up holding his stomach. Danny charges forward placing Chaos in a side headlock. Danny charges forward , but Chaos manages to slip his head out of the side headlock. Chaos pushes Danny on the back sending him forward even faster towards the ropes. Danny hits the ropes chest first, and turns around right after hitting the ropes. Danny rushes forward. and is grabbed by Chaos who slams Danny hard back first into the matt with a Snap Powerslam. Chaos quickly hooks Danny’s leg going for the pin. The ref gets into position to make the count 1... Danny manages to kick out.
Chaos grabs Danny’s hair with his right hand, and uses it to pull Danny up to his knees. Chaos then switches holding onto Danny’s hair with his left hand before throwing a hard right that nails Danny in the center of the forehead. Chaos then fires off four more shoots that nails Danny in the face, and rock him. The ref yells at Chaos to knock it off. Chaos lets go of Danny, and shrugs his shoulders. Chaos then walks behind Danny who is still on his knees. Chaos walks up to Danny from behind, and places his feet horizontally on the backs of Danny’s knees. Chaos grabs the Danny’s hair, and uses it to pull back his head. Chaos then locks his right arm around the Danny’s throat placing them in a dragon sleeper. Chaos then pulls back on the move which is not only a dragon sleeper it’s also a modified Bow and Arrow so Chaos is stretching Danny’s back as well as choking them out. Danny tries to struggle out of the hold once he comes back to his senses, but Chaos has the Ruggles Lock cinched in tight. Danny tries to move sliding forward on his knee and makes it about a half a foot before giving up. The effort of carrying Chaos along is taking too much out of him. Danny seems to be fading fast, and almost out of it.
The ref comes over to Danny asking if he wants to give up. Danny doesn’t respond. So the ref grabs Danny’s right arm, and lifts it up. The ref lets go of Danny’s arm, and it drops down to his side. The ref counts one holding up one finger. The ref grabs Danny’s right arm a second time, and lifts it up. The ref lets go of Danny’s arm a second time, and once more it drops down to his side. This time the ref holds up two fingers. The ref grabs Danny’s right arm a third and final time, and lifts it up. The ref lets go of Danny’s arm a third time, and it drops down half way before it stops Danny is has stopped his arm from dropping a third time. Danny once more inches his way to the ropes seeming to have caught a second wind from somewhere. Inch by inch fighting for every gasp of air Danny makes his way to them ropes. Danny reaches out, and grabs the ropes. The ref tells Chaos the break the hold. Chaos in response looks at the ref, and using his free hand flips him off.
Chaos turns his attention back to Danny the ref starts to count Chaos towards disqualification. 1...2...3 Chaos uses his left hand grabs Danny’s hair...4 Chaos lets go of the Dragon Sleeper part of the hold keeping Danny’s head bent back. Chaos delivers a quick clubbing forearm to Danny’s throat, before the ref can start to yell at him about the hair pulling. Danny falls forward onto the ropes clenching his throat as Chaos steps off of the back of Danny’s knee caps as he walks away from Danny for a second before coming back. Chaos grabs Danny’s hair, and pulls Danny back up to his knees. Chaos then drapes Danny throat first over the middle rope. Chaos then turns from Danny, and runs to the opposite set of ropes. Chaos hits the ropes, and bounces off bolting full force towards Danny. Chaos lands his right leg across the back of Danny’s neck driving his throat into the ropes. Chaos bounce a few times on Danny before getting off of him. Danny grabbing his throat rolls out of the ring. Chaos looks at Danny who is still down on the matt. Chaos waits for Danny to get back up. Slowly Danny gets back up to his knees. Chaos sees this, and runs to the opposite set of ropes. Chaos hits the ropes, and bounces off of them. Chaos then rushes full force at the ropes. As Chaos hears the ropes he leaps forward. Chaos goes in-between the top and middle rope. Chaos smashes into Danny who has Just gotten back up to his feet. Chaos’ Suicide Dive sends Danny hard back first into the steel guard rail.
Chaos slowly gets back up to his feet. Chaos is rubbing his right shoulder. Chaos rubs it three times then slaps it. Chaos then turns his attention back to Danny. Danny is slumped over next to the guardrail. Chaos walks over to Danny. Chaos reaches down, and grabs Danny’s arm. Chaos pulls Danny up into a sitting position. Once Danny is in a sitting position Chaos starts to stomp away on his chest. After ten stops Chaos stops and looks down at Danny. Chaos paint brush slaps Danny’s forehead. Chaos yells at Danny to fight back. Chaos grabs Danny’s hair, and uses it to pull him up to his feet. Chaos throws a right hook, but Danny blocks it. Danny then hits Chaos with a headbutt. Chaos stumbles back Danny spins Chaos around, and grabs his arm. Danny then Irish whips Chaos back first into the guardrail. Chaos hits hard back first into the steel guardrail. Chaos yells out in pain, and slumps down to a seated position. Danny walks over to Chaos, and grabs his arm. Danny pulls Chaos back up to his feet. Danny looks over to the to the steel steps, and gets an evil smirk across his face. Danny Irish whips Chaos towards the steel steps. Chaos crashes full force into the steel steps. Chaos hits the steps and goes up and overs them landing on the opposite side of the stairs. Danny walks to the other side of the steel steps, and finds Chaos laid out.
Danny grabs Chaos’ arms and drags him to the center of the gap between the ring and the guard rail. Danny crouches down waiting for Chaos to get up. Chaos is slow to raise up to his feet, and as soon as he turns around Danny explodes out of his stances. Chaos see this in time, and is able to side step Danny. Chaos hits Danny with a drop toe hold sending Danny fore-head first into the steel guard rail. Chaos gets to his feet, and walks over to Danny who is on his knees grabbing his fore-head. Chaos grabs the back of Danny’s head, and uses it to slam Danny’s forehead five more times into the steel guard rail. Danny falls back from the guard rail there is a small spot of blood on his fore-head. Chaos then grabs Danny’s hair, and pulls him back up to his feet. Then Chaos places Danny in a fireman’s carry in such a way that Danny’s head and neck are hanging off of Chaos’ right shoulder. Chaos then positions him self next to the guard rail. Chaos falls to his knees driving Danny throat first into the steel guard rail. Danny falls off of Chaos’ shoulders grabbing at his throat. Chaos gets back up to his feet, and looks down at Danny who is gasping for air like a fish out of water. Chaos grabs Danny’s hair. Chaos pulls Danny back up to his feet, and rolls him into the ring. Chaos rolls into the ring after Danny.
Chaos gets to his feet looking at Danny who is still holding his throat. Chaos walks over to Danny, and grabs one of his arms. Chaos then brings Danny back up to a vertical base. Chaos locks his hands behind Danny’s head. Chaos once more locks Danny in a Muay Thai clinch. Chaos delivers six hard knees to Danny’s fore-head. Chaos delivers one swift knee to the stomach before stopping. With Danny still doubled over Chaos lets go of the clinch. Chaos then locks Danny in a double underhook position. Then Chaos jumps up hitting Danny hard in the face with a double knee lift. Chaos holds onto the double under hook, and falls backwards driving Danny’s face into his knees a second time. Chaos pushes Danny off of him as the Banned in Boston really seemed to rock Danny. Chaos gets to his feet. Then Chaos grabs both of Danny’s arms, and grabs him towards the nearest corner. Once Danny is in position. Chaos turns to the corner, and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Once on the top turnbuckle Chaos flips off the crowd, but get almost no reaction from the Japanese crowd. Chaos then dives backwards flipping off the crowd the whole way. Chaos looks to over shoot Danny a little with the moonsault, but instead Chaos drives his elbow hard into Danny’s chest landing a Moonsault Elbow Drop instead. Chaos quickly takes advantage of hitting the Mooninites’ Revenge, and goes for a pin. The ref gets into position to count the pin. 1...2...thr somehow Danny manages to get his shoulder up off the matt. Chaos stands up with his arms raised in victory thinking he has won the match. Chaos grabs the refs arm, and places the hand on his wrist raising his arm in victory. The ref is able to pull out of Chaos’ grip, and tell him that it was only a 2 count.
Chaos doesn’t take this news very well Chaos gets right in the refs facing yelling at him that it was a 3 count. The ref insist that Chaos got a 2 count. Chaos then shoves the ref, and yells at him that it was a 3 count. Then ref shoves Chaos back insisting that it was a 2 count. Chaos looks away from the ref, and then turns back, and is winding up to throw a right hook. Out of nowhere Danny places Chaos in a sidehead lock, and runs forward. After a few steps Danny leaps up into the air driving Chaos face first into the matt with a bulldog. Danny gets up to his feet and seems pumped up. Danny reaches down, and grabs Chaos’ shirt using it to pull him up to his feet. Danny kicks Chaos in the stomach doubling him over. Danny then hooks both of Chaos’ arms, and falls backward driving Chaos head first into the matt with a Double-Arm DDT.
Danny gets to his feet, and looks down at Chaos who is laid down on the matt. Danny looks pissed at Chaos as he starts to stomp on Chaos’ chest. Danny gets in ten solid stomps before stopping his onslaught. Danny grabs Chaos’ hair using it to pull him up to his feet. Danny then kicks Chaos in the stomach doubling him over. Danny then sets Chaos up in a standing head scissors. Danny lifts Chaos up into the air. Danny then falls down into a sitting position slamming Chaos hard back first into the matt with a Sit-down Powerbomb. Danny rolls away from Chaos rather then going for the pin. Danny grabs Chaos’ arms and drags him over toward the nearest corner. Once Chaos is in position Danny turns around, and walks over to the turnbuckle. Danny climbs to the top turnbuckle, and leaps off. As Danny travels through the air he backflips. Danny lands his two-hundred and seventy five pound frame right onto Chaos’ chest driving the air from his lungs. Danny hooks Chaos’ leg going for a pin. The ref drops down and starts to count the pin 1...2... Chaos manages to get his shoulder up off the matt. Danny gets to his feet a bit unsure what to do.
Danny looks back at the turnbuckle and seems to get an idea. Danny walks back over to the turnbuckle, and climbs to the top this time facing in toward the ring. Chaos slowly gets to his feet, and turns around just in time to see Danny leaping from the top turnbuckle. Chaos drops down to the matt as Danny flies over him missing a Missile Dropkick. Danny crashes hard into the matt. Chaos gets to his feet and walks over towards Danny. Chaos stops short, and stalks Danny waiting form him to get up. Danny gets to his feet, and Chaos spins him around. Chaos kicks Danny in the stomach. Chaos places his head under Danny’s arm then places his arm across Danny’s chest. Chaos grabs Danny’s pants and goes to lift him, but Danny wanting no part of a Terrorizer Alpha elbows Chaos in the back of the head. Danny elbows Chaos three more times Chaos lets go of Danny, and stumbles forward. Danny quickly turns around, and grabs Chaos’ hair bending him backwards. Danny then places Chaos in a reverse front face lock before yelling out “Twist of Cain”. Danny then lifts Chaos up. Chaos has other plains, and manages to slip out of the reverse suplex. Chaos lands on his feet behind Danny. Chaos kicks Danny in the stomach making him grab his gut in pain. Chaos then grabs Danny around the waist, and lifts him up to his right shoulder. Danny sits up on Chaos’ shoulder before he can finish the Dismay DDT. Danny throws three hard elbows into the back of Chaos’ head. Danny then locks Chaos in a front face lock, and swings his legs off of Chaos’ shoulder. Then two men spin in a half circle before Danny spikes Chaos head first into the matt with a DDT.
Chaos roll away for Danny holding his head. Danny is laid out at the point of impact. Danny is breathing heavy as he look up at the ceiling. Both of men are on the matt for some time, but Danny is the first to get up to his feet. Danny walks over to Chaos, and drops down to his knees going for the pin. The ref slides into place 1...2. Chaos gets his shoulder up off the matt. Danny looks pissed that he just can’t seem to put Chaos away. Danny grabs Chaos’ hair, and pulls him up to his knees. Chaos fires off a few shoots into Danny’s gut. Danny backs away from Chaos hold his stomach. Chaos pull off his gloves, and walks towards his arms in-front of his head. Danny see this, and throws a punch at Chaos who blocks the punch, and throws a right hook of his own. Danny is rocked by the right hook, and hits Chaos off guard with a straight left. Chaos drops his hands and starts just throwing punches at Danny who is doing the same as this wrestling match has turned into a 19th century bare knuckle boxing match. Both men are beating the crap out of each other Chaos hit an uppercut that opened up a cut right above Danny’s right eye. Also the cut on Danny’s forehead is now pouring blood. Danny managed to open up a bad gash on Chaos’ nose. The ref is yelling at them to stop, but neither one is listening. Chaos gains the upper hand with a thumb to the eye that the ref doesn’t see.
Danny turns his back on Chaos grabbing his eye. Chaos grabs Danny’s shoulder, and spin him around. Chaos gets a face full of blood from Danny’s blood spit. Chaos turns around blinded, and grabbing his face. Danny grabs Chaos’ shoulder, and spins him around. Chaos attempts to decapitate Danny with a clothesline, but Danny is able to easily duck under it. Danny grabs Chaos’ hair bending him backwards. Danny then places Chaos in a reverse front face lock. Danny lifts Chaos up in the Reverse Suplex, and slams him down facebuster. The GWA fans in a crowd cheer as Danny hit the Twist of Cain, but stop when the look back into the ring. Chaos has rolled away from Danny who is laying on his back. Danny is holding his head. It seems that the bare knuckle brawl took something out of him. Danny slowly gets to his feet, and walks over to Chaos who has rolled over toward the ropes. Danny drops down, and hooks Chaos’ near leg. The ref is in position to count the pin 1...2...3 Danny gets to his feet, and the GWA fans are cheering wildly, but something is wrong the ref is waving his hands and shaking his head at Danny. Danny seems confused as to what is wrong he has just won this brutal match. The ref holds up to fingers then points to Chaos who has his foot on the bottom rope.
The look on Danny’s face goes from absolute joy to total disheartenment. Danny can’t believe that he hasn’t won this match. Danny is looking around in disbelief when he sees something that makes him smile. Danny grabs Chaos by the hair yanking him up to his feet. Danny then places Chaos in a side headlock, and walks him over to the turnbuckle. Danny lifts Chaos up, and sits him on the top turnbuckle. Danny then climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Danny then bends Chaos backwards before leaning forward under Chaos. Danny then hooks both of Chaos’ arms. Danny then tries to lean back into a vertical position, but Chaos has locked his feet around the top turnbuckle. Danny stops pulling back for a second. The Danny tries to pull Chaos back, but Chaos still has his feet locked together under the top turnbuckle. Chaos manages to slip once of his arms free. Chaos then pounds hammer fists into the side of Danny’s head. Danny lets go of Chaos’ other arm, and Chaos stands up. Chaos turns and faces Danny. Chaos hits an elbow right onto the back of Danny’s head. In reaction Danny uses both hands to cover the back of his head. Chaos then hooks both of Danny arms Chaos then lifts his Danny up onto his shoulder Chaos then jumps off of the turnbuckle as Chaos plummets to earth he flips Danny over his shoulder and drives them head first into the matt with a Diving Double Arm DDT off the top turnbuckle. The Japanese fans slightly cheer the big moves as the GWA fan gasp in horror that Chaos hit the Welcome to Terror-ferma b***h. Danny bounces upon impact, and rolls away from Chaos.
Both men are laid out in the center of the ring. Neither man shows any sings of moving, and the only signs of life is the fact that both men are breathing. Then ref checks on Chaos who looks to be out of it. The ref then walks over to Danny who seems to be knocked out cold the ref stands in the middle of the two men not sure what to do. Then he starts to count both men out. 1...2...3... Chaos starts to stir...4 ...5 Chaos rolls over as Danny starts to move...6...7...8.. Chaos gets back up to his feet...9.... Danny is back up to his feet. Danny charges towards Chaos. It looks like Danny is going to try and clothesline Chaos, but Chaos steps right in front of Danny. Chaos then grabs a hold of Danny’ waist. Then twirls him around for a half rotation so that Danny is up side down. Then Chaos quickly hooks his right arm around Danny’s left leg. Then Chaos jumps up and falls into a sitting position driving Danny hard head first into the matt with a Tilt-a-whirl Reverse Cradle-Piledriver. Danny bounces up into the air, and comes back down hard. Chaos fallows up Terrorizer Beta by crawling over to Danny, and hooking his leg going for the pin. The ref drops down to his knees, and counts the pin. 1...2...thre some how Danny manages to get his shoulder up off the matt.
Chaos gets back up to his feet, and looks pissed off then he gets a weird look in his eye. Chaos looks around, and yells out “ It’s time for the OMEGA” . Chaos reaches down, and grabs Danny’s hair yanking him up ro his feet. Chaos kicks Danny in the stomach doubling him over. Then Chaos applies a front face lock to Danny, draping the Danny's near arm over his shoulder. Chaos then lifts up Danny, and falls backwards slamming him back first into the matt. Chaos holds onto Danny, and turns his hips get back to his feet taking Danny with him. Chaos lifts Danny straight up into the air again. Chaos leaps into the air, and fall flat onto his back driving Danny right onto the top of there head with a Brainbuster DDT. Once more Chaos rolls his hips bring himself and Danny back up to their feet. Chaos lets go of the front facelock, and grabs Danny around the waist. Chaos lifts Danny up to his shoulder. Chaos then spins in place completing a full circle before leaping up into the air, and driving Danny back first into the mat with a spinning sit-out Gutwrench Powerbomb. Chaos holds onto Danny’s legs as the ref slides into position 1...2...3
...Ding Ding Ding
The announcer sits up, and grabs the mic “ Your winner and New GWA Openweight Champion. “The Terror King” Kid Chaos.”
Chaos gets to his feet, and the ref raise his arm in victory. The Japanese fans cheer for the hard fought match. The GWA fan boo the fact that Chaos won. The ref walks over to the ropes, and the ring announcer hands him the belt. The ref turns back to Chaos, and hands him the belt. Chaos drops to his knees hugging the belt. Chaos stay like this for about ten second then rolls out of the ring, and slings the belt over his right shoulder. Chaos walks up the aisle to the curtain. Then ref is checking on Danny who has sat up, and is looking as Chaos leaves with the Openweight belt.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:39 am
The excitement from the title change still coursing through them, the GWA crowd is already pumped for the next match, knowing that it's the first time it's happened in the Indy GWA. As Roselyn enters the ring, several cheers already come up from the fans.
Roselyn: "The following contest is a Last Man Standing match! Once an opponent has two shoulders flat on the mat, a count will begin. If that wrestler cannot get to one knee before the count of ten, he loses. There is no time limit. Your referee is Peter London."
The lights immediately flash with the opening cymbal crashes of Dar's entrance theme, the fans getting to their feet, but booing loudly, few singing along with the opening and pounding the barriers as the lights dim down.
I crush your bones I kill your face I rip your flesh I AM THE CHASE!
You meet with terror You draw the ace I rule the world The rats that race
Muahahahaha...
As Eric Adams's sinister laugh fades out, it's replaced by a heavy thrash riff, the lights strobing along to the beat. For a second, everything calms down as the song goes silent...Only to explode again with renewed fury, Dar throwing open the curtains and walking out into the aisle. Obviously the Generally Hostile one has come here for business tonight, not wearing his entrance coat, dressed in only his tights and a black Apostles of Amaranthine t-shirt. Looking even more grim than usual, the Samoan heads down the aisle towards the ring, knocking a few hands out of his way in the process.
I have come to unfold your mind In my veins runs the poison wild In the streams of mountains, I flow
Not affected by the jeers from the crowd, Dar stops at the end of the aisle, looking up into the ring for a few moments before walking all the way around to the other side, climbing up the steel steps and walking across the apron before stepping through the ropes and into the ring.
I have opened the doors for unleashed and endless hate It will burn like the raging green flames Inside a man dwells secrets so cold
Roselyn: "Introducing first, from American Samoa...Weighing in at two hundred ninety pounds...He is the Archetypal Assassin, and a member of the Apostles of Amaranthine...'Generally Hostile' DARSON GRAYS!!!"
Through the dreadful storms, across the frozen oceans I have come from the dark lands, with sorrow in my hands The firewind rages in the sky... And my luminous sword hungers for more I will leave no one alive!
FOR I AM THE SLAYER OF LIGHT!
After a quick walk around the inside of the ring, Dar heads toward his usual corner, climbing up onto the middle ropes and pulling his shirt off, whipping it down at an official before flexing menacingly, finally taking the time to show some emotion about the match, making sure the crowd understands that he's going to "tear that little b***h up" and that he's "going to ******** die". The crowd doesn't seem to agree, booing louder for the Samoan.
I...I will break your will I...I will crush your faith I...I will slay your dreams I will reclaim the stars
AND I WILL TEAR YOUR PRECIOUS WORLD APART!!!
Dropping down from the ropes, Dar turns his back to the corner, stretching his neck out and tightening his gloves, working himself up for the match at hand as his theme fades out and the lights return to normal.
...Only to dim down once again as a Spanish guitar intro begins to play over the speakers, the crowd's reactions doing a complete 180, cheering loudly as the intro heats up, only to be replaced by electric guitars, changing to a rock style for the last couple of seconds before Cody comes rushing out through the curtains. The cheers double in volume as he comes out, followed closely by Sofia, who steps to the side and holds her arms out, displaying her man like a work of art. Cody's wearing a different outfight tonight, a shiny navy blue longcoat covering gold trunks, gold wristbands, and navy boots. Cody throws one arm up in the air, holding his bokken up, the fans responding with even louder cheers, obviously showing their favorite for this match.
The edge of the moment, the glory of the kill Thirsting for excitement and hunger for the thrill Screams around the corners Sound like demons in the wind Their voices pushing me to where I've never been
Roselyn: "Being accompanied to the ring by Sofia, his opponent, from San Mateo, California...Weighing in at two hundred four pounds...He is the King of Hearts...the 'Burning Avenger' CODY BOGARD!!!"
At the end of his introduction, Cody runs down the aisle, slapping hands with fans on one side while Sofia takes care of the other, stopping at the end of the aisle and looking up towards the ring. Suddenly, the Burning Avenger sprints forward and springs up to the apron, quickly moving to the corner and climbing up the turnbuckles, tossing his bokken down before throwing both arms up in the air, working the crowd up more while Sofia claps for him.
A look at the cards and they just see the red I say it's all in the head Fear's a skin that you have to shed If not you're better off dead
Cody pulls off his longcoat, handing it down to Sofia as he looks across the ring to Dar, both men staring each other down for a few moments before Cody drops down into the ring, doing some last-minute stretches.
Time's on the edge Means I'm on the edge of time...
As his entrance theme fades out, Roselyn exits the ring, London taking her place, quickly checking to see if both men are ready. Able to tell that they're more than ready to start this, London quickly steps back and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!!!
Dar and Cody immediately begin to circle around the ring, stalking, their gazes locked, neither one showing any fear or trepidation. There's no trying to fake-out the other, no second-guessed movements - these men have plans, and are waiting for the right moment to put them into play. On the outside of the ring, Sofia starts to slap her hand down on the ring apron, getting the crowd pumped up and beginning a slow clap. As Dar passes her, though, he stops and turns. Sofia is facing the crowd, who quickly warn her of the danger, but the Sexy Goddess turns around too late to avoid the huge boot stomping right into her face. Sofia stumbles back into the ring barrier, the crowd immediately letting forth a wave of jeers on Dar, but Cody soon avenges his friend with a Kenka Kick! As Dar stumbles back away from the ropes, Cody knocks him clean off his feet with an Uraken, stomping him hard in the chest and face. The crowd's boos immediately turn to cheers, glad to see Cody starting out with the advantage this time, Dar frantically trying to cover up and rolling outside to escape the attack. Cody follows without hesitation, though, grabbing Dar and bashing him with forearms, staggering the Samoan and finally pulling him down into a Front Facelock, dropping back for a DDT on the floor! The crowd jumps to their feet, pounding the barriers in appreciation from the onslaught by the King of Hearts, Cody quickly rolling up to his feet and throwing one arm up in the air, yelling out a war cry, the crowd responding in kind. While Dar recovers, Cody quickly moves over to check on Sofia, seeing that she's fine, the boot having not done much damage, only surprising and dishonoring her. Once sure she's okay, Cody quickly hops up onto the apron, watching Dar get up to his feet and running forward to dive off with a Flying Forearm!
Despite having taken a little damage from hitting the floor, Cody's adrenaline rush has yet to wear off, and he's back up on his feet in a few seconds, rolling Dar over to a seated position and stomping down on the back of his neck. Dar rolls over to the side, reaching up to protect his head, but Cody just grabs him again, going to roll him back into the ring...Only for Dar to break his hold, slamming an elbow into his jaw. Dar follows up with a few more, Cody stumbling back a few steps, but the Burning Avenger fights back, bashing him with hard forearms, finally ending it with a Lariat that sends Dar stumbling away. Cody quickly follows after him, grabbing Dar by the back of the head and running him forward to slam his forehead straight into the ringpost! Dar cries out in pain, falling over onto the floor and holding his head, cringing. The Samoan lifts his hand away for a few moments, seemingly checking if he's bleeding, but his Samoan skull has served him well; no blood. Finally, Cody picks up Dar and rolls him back into the ring, climbing up onto the apron and going to move through the ropes, only for Dar to reach up and begin throwing elbows again, never giving the Burning Avenger a chance to follow up. Cody moves through the ropes, guarding and fighting back, managing to mount Dar and throw punches right down into his face. Gaining control from here, Cody eventually stands up and follows up with hard kicks to Dar's back and head, the Samoan finally grabbing the ropes, London forcing Cody to back off and give him some room. The crowd doesn't really care though, still ecstatic that Cody has been in complete control of the match so far.
Dar takes a few moments to breathe and get his thoughts together, glaring angrily up at Cody, who is already trying to approach him again, London holding him back to make sure the rules are followed. Eventually, Dar rolls away from the ropes, Cody immediately moving forward and stomping him again before lifting him up to his feet, grabbing his arm and pulling it over his shoulder, bringing it down with an Arm Breaker! It seems that the Burning Avenger is going for Dar's striking arm in a solid tactic, managing to get a second one off before Dar twists out of the hold, grabbing Cody with his other arm and pulling him forward into a few headbutts. Cody goes stumbling back into the ropes, but comes off with a Lariat, knocking Dar off his feet! Stepping back, Cody motions for London to start the first count of the match. "1...2...3..." Dar takes a few seconds to recover rather than getting up right away. "4...5..." Reaching down, he pushes himself up to his feet, beating the count with no trouble. Cody, however, is waiting for him, and quickly moves in to pull him into a Side Headlock. The Burning Avenger quickly drops down to one knee and moves the hold down to the mat, knowing that Dar has a perfect and very dangerous counter to this hold while on his feet. Cody leans over Dar, making him carry his weight as well as try and fight off the hold, putting a lot of pressure on the Samoan. Eventually, though, Dar gets a hold of one of Cody's legs, pulling it over and beginning to stretch it, Cody quickly swinging his fist over to pound it into the top of Dar's head. It takes several strikes, but Dar finally breaks the hold, and Cody cinches the headlock back in. Disgusted, Dar slowly begins to push himself back up to his feet, Cody fighting as hard as he can to keep it on the mat, but unable to hold off the Samoan's strength. Once up to his feet, Dar quickly reaches over and hooks his arms around Cody's waist, lifting him up for the DANGEROUS BACKDROP-NO! Cody kicks his legs hard in mid-air, throwing off Dar's balance and forcing him to hit the move as a simple Back Suplex. What's more, the move isn't even enough to get Cody to break the hold!
Dar is stuck on the mat again, with Cody tightening the hold even further. Finally, the Samoan begins to fade, his movements slowing and eventually stopping altogether. Although Cody can't get a win via the usual unconsciousness fall, he might've put Dar out long enough for the ten-count, breaking the hold and moving away to allow London to begin counting. "1...2...3...4..." Dar snaps out of it, seeing what's happening and quickly rolling over. "5...6..." Dar is back up, dodging the bullet. Before Cody can attack again, though, Dar drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring, needing some more time to recover. Cody isn't about to give it to him, though, quickly following him out of the ring and kicking him into the guard rail, following up with a Bionic Elbow that leaves Dar slumped against the barrier. Cody moves back towards the apron, then dashes forward for another Kenka Kick, this one crushing Dar's head between Cody's boot and the steel barrier! Dar slumps down off the barrier, Cody hitting him with a few more stomps for good measure before picking him up and rolling him back into the ring again, climbing in and telling London to count. "1...2...3...4..." Dar doesn't screw around this time, immediately picking himself up, his face set. Cody runs forward and hits him with a Dropkick, Dar stumbling back into the corner and dropping down to a seated position, shaking his head. The Burning Avenger moves back towards the center of the ring, zeroing in on the Samoan, then charges forward...Only to get a boot right to the face! Cody runs right into it, and the momentum sends him reeling to the side, dropping down to lay beneath the bottom rope. The Samoan takes a little while to recover, finally having the chance to do so, getting up as Cody rolls out of the ring. London seems to be getting annoyed with all the movement to the outside, but can't do anything to stop Dar as he climbs out on the apron, waiting for Cody to get up and returning the favor from earlier with a Flying Elbow!
It doesn't take long for Dar to get to his feet, though he shakes his arm out with a little wince, the Samoan quickly moving into kill mode as he hauls Cody back up, slamming a knee into his face before pulling him into a Standing Head Scissors. The crowd looks very nervous as this happens, Dar flipping Cody up to his shoulders before Powerbombing him on the floor! The crowd cringes at the impact, Cody arching up in pain and crying out. Dar rolls back into the ring rather than following up, instead taking the time to mock Cody from a safe position, taunting him ruthlessly. Eventually, though, he climbs back out onto the apron as Cody gets onto all fours, coming off with a Diving Knee Drop! Dar lands right on the back of Cody's neck, slamming him face-first down onto the floor, the crowd not at all happy to see the Samoan finally gaining control. Dar gets up after a few seconds, slapping Cody hard across the back of the neck before picking him up and rolling him into the ring, following and yelling for London to count. "1...2...3...4..." Cody only takes a second or so of rest before he starts to pick himself up, not wasting any time, also not wanting to show any weakness to the Archetypal Assassin. Dar comes off the ropes with a Lariat, though, knocking Cody to the mat and running to the ropes to follow up with another Knee Drop, landing hard on Cody's face, moving back to start another count. "1...2...3...4..." Cody is slower getting up this time, holding his face for a few moments before shaking it off. "5...6..." Cody gets back up, fighting through the pain. Unfortunately, the King of Hearts doesn't have enough time to finish getting to his feet and and to move out of the way of the oncoming CHARGING ELBOOOWWW! Cody goes down, Dar stepping back and yelling for London to count yet again, apparently intent on continuing this as long as he can. "1...2...3..." Cody pushes himself up, shaking his head and glaring up at Dar. "4...5..." Cody is back up even quicker this time, in full defiance of Dar's power. The little staring contest Cody started has distracted Dar from attacking right away, however, and Cody has an extra few seconds to collect himself, the crowd already chanting his name.
Dar steps right up to Bogard and swings at him with an elbow smash but Cody brings up his arms to block the shot. The force from the block strike does send Cody backwards a bit, giving Grays the chance to grab him with a grapple but Cody ducks under the arms. The Burning Avenger leaps onto the Samoan Death Tank’s back and looks to wrestle him down with a sleeper hold. When the sleeper would appear to be working, Grays manages to get his hands on Cody’s head and throwing him over his shoulder, slamming him to the mat. Straight from throwing him over, Darson locks on a submission of his own, a dragon sleeper, which makes Bogard’s eyes shoot straight towards a stare at the ring lights. Grays begins wrenching the neck harder and harder, slowly killing away at any remaining momentum that Cody had left from the start and suddenly releasing the hold to let him fall to the mat. As London approaches for a count, the Samoan growls and sends him away as he pulls up to his feet and to a hunched position and throws a knee strike at him, but suddenly Cody catches the leg and snaps him with a dragon screw. The sudden re-spark of momentum in Bogard makes him run off the ropes and catch the Archetypal Assassin with a running kick to the back of the head. As Cody turns over to the corner and stalking Darson, London starts the count again “1… 2… 3… 4…“ Dar begins to use his hands to push himself up and seeing Cody beginning to run right at him. “5…” Bogard has Dar locked on for the SHINK-NO! Grays rolls to the side as the King of Hearts runs past him and halting in his tracks to turn around. Once locking on to Dar again, Bogard tries another running with the EXCAL-NO! Dar ducks under and gets an arm around his neck, lifting him up and dropping Bogard over his knee with a backbreaker.
Grays shoves Bogard off his knee, letting his body hit the mat and slides next to him, locking on a side headlock. The Samoan Death Tank then shakes his head, leaving the crowd wondering what he was doing as he takes one of his arms and commences to bash Cody’s face with a flurry of elbow smashes. The crowd boos in disapproval, despite being a legal move as Dar continues to pound at Cody more and more with elbow smashes. After bashing the Burning Avenger with numerous elbows to the face, Grays releases the hold and drags him to his knees, holding him up by his hair. Dar pulls him into another standing head scissors, taunting the crowd as he reaches down to get his arms around Bogard and lifting him to his shoulders. Right before Darson can throw him down to the mat, Dar sees a pair of hands in front of his face and rake him across the eyes by none other than Cody. The eye rake allows Bogard to get of the Assassin’s shoulders and catches a rolling sole butt kick to the midsection, doubling Dar over and catching him with a lifting knee strike. The crowd goes back to slamming the guardrails at the sight of the King of Hearts sending Grays to the mat with a rising knee, while Cody waves off London as he bounces off the ropes and lands across Darson’s neck with a jumping leg drop. Bogard rolls to the side and signaling London to start the count “1… 2… 3…” Dar starts coming to and begins to sit up “4… 5…” While Grays continues to bring himself up, Cody makes his climb to the top of the turnbuckle and launches himself towards Grays for a diving bionic elbow, only to get caught in the Archetypal Assassin’s arms and thrown across the ring with a release overhead belly-to-belly suplex.
Cody rolls over and arching his back in pain, finding a way to keep himself from being counted on by London. Darson walks right up to Cody’s back and gives him a swift kick to said back, making the Burning Avenger scream in pain. Grays pulls Cody to an all fours position and begins to strike the back with painful elbow jabs to the middle of the back and pulling him up after hitting the mat to continue the strikes. After a couple strikes, Grays brings his arms down to hook Cody’s arms and lifts him to a bent over position, the Samoan Death Tank teases the Foldover Tigerbomb by lifting him up, but on the descent Dar drops him over his knee with a double underhook backbreaker. Not wasting any time, Grays turns Bogard over and to make sure he wouldn’t move, he stomps on his back for good measure. Darson climbs up to the top of the turnbuckle and almost immediately flips forward across Bogard’s back with a Senton Bomb, leaving the King of Hearts reaching out for the ropes but then laying on the mat motionless. Darson gets into London’s face and shouts at him to “START COUNTING!!!” London scrambles out of fear and starts the count “1… 2… 3…” Cody tries to bring his body up, but having a hard time getting his body to react. “4… 5…” Once hearing the count reaching five, Bogard manages to get his hands and knees finally planted on the mat, slowly pushing off the mat. “6… 7…” The King of Hearts makes it up right as London reaches seven, his eyes seeing Dar glaring at him with murderous intent after recovering.
The Archetypal Assassin comes straight up to snatch Cody’s arm and whips him to the ropes, trying to knock his head off with an elbow smash, but ducks under it and returns off the ropes with a spinning wheel kick. Both Dar and Cody roll back to their feet as the crowd again gets behind the King of Hearts, connecting with a dropkick to knock Dars down again. As Grays attempts to rise up, Bogard gives him a swift kick to the chest and making his gasp for air, much to the surprise of the crowd seeing the big Samoan being the one that’s gasping for air since it is usually Darson that is making the opponent want air badly. Taking the advantage, the Burning Avenger pulls Grays up by the arm and begins firing body blows followed by a savate kick, right into two very familiar looking slaps to the head, spinning back chop, and a high head kick, surprising some of the fans by pulling out his former partner, Kale Amoh’s Blitz Rush. The Samoan Death Tank starts wobbling from the high head kick, as the crowd begin to stand up and out of their seats, Cody bouncing off the ropes and goes for the EXCALI-DAR BLOCKS WITH HIS ARMS!!! Cody and the crowd are frozen in shock to see Grays pull a desperation block, allowing him to shove him back with his arms and spins for a ROAR-BACK BRAIN KICK OUT OF NOWHERE BY CODY!!! The frozen shock turns into sudden cheering and guardrail banging, the Archetypal Assassin slowly dropping down to one knee and Cody going into a fighting pose, letting out a big yell and clocking the side of Dar’s head with a Buzzsaw Kick. The cheers get even louder as the Samoan is face down on the mat and not immediately moving, Bogard moving towards the ropes and London stepping him to get the count started “1… 2… 3…” Cody begins to lean on the ropes as he doesn’t see any movement from Dar yet “4… 5… “Just before the King of Hearts can take a moment to relax, Grays starts coming to and begins rising “6… 7… ”Once Grays gets his feet planted, Bogard rushes in and tries for a DDT, but Grays manages to lift him up and drops him onto the ropes to the apron. Right as Cody brings his head up after bouncing off the ropes, he gets caught with a Burning Elbow Smash, knocking off the apron to the floor.
The Samoan Death Tank shakes his head a little while glancing over the ropes and seeing Cody laying on the floor, waiting for him to rise up. Once witnessing the Burning Avenger start to rise, the Archetypal Assassin runs over to the ropes and builds momentum, launching himself through the ropes and catches a turning Bogard with an elbow suicida. Both men are left on the floor, trying to recover from the high risk attack by Grays and taking the advantage of the rules by not being able to get counted out on the outside. Dar makes it to his feet first, followed by Cody not far behind, the Samoan grabs hold of Cody’s hair and leads him over to the ring apron, throwing him onto it but not enough to re-enter the ring. Grays climbs up the apron and pulls up Cody with him, reaching his arms around him in an Exploder Suplex hold and looking behind him, looking for an EXPLODERDEATH, but Cody begins fighting back out of desperation with elbows to the back of the head. Bogard breaks free from the hold and goes for a running strike, but Grays counters into a POWERSLAM OFF THE APRON!!! As the King of Hearts shouts in agony, Grays catches a quick breather while keeping hold of him and drags him over to one of the guardrails in the corner, pulling him up just a bit before driving him against one of them with a shoulder drive to the midsection. Once turning him around, Darson lifts Cody high up in the air and dropping him right on the guardrails with an atomic drop. Bogard is left straddling the guardrail as Dar begins walking away from him to the other side of the floor, suddenly turning back to face Bogard and charges at him, nailing him HARD with a Charging Elbow, sending him over the guardrail into the crowd.
The fans quickly gather around Cody, seeing if he's okay, trying to give him some encouragement. Most of them flee when Dar reaches over the barrier to grab him, though, pulling the Burning Avenger over the guard rail and back into the ringside area, rolling him into the ring and calling for the count as he climbs up to follow. "1...2...3...4..." Cody is barely stirring at this point, obviously out of it after those last few attacks. "5...6..." Cody finally begins to get up, but it's slow going as he tries to force himself to a vertical base. "7...8..." Just before the count of nine, Cody makes it to one knee, ending the count. Dar is right on him, though, pissed that that wasn't enough to keep him down, grabbing the King of Hearts's head and nailing him with a hard knee strike. Cody goes right back down, allowing Dar to run to the ropes, coming off with an Elbow Drop right onto Cody's face. Dar yells for London to begin the count as he stands up. "1...2...3..." Dar suddenly interrupts the ref, telling him to forget it as he pulls Cody up to a seated position, slamming his knee twice into the back of the Burning Avenger's skull. The crowd doesn't appreciate that one, booing loudly as Cody rolls over onto all fours, trying to push himself up to a vertical base, only for Dar to come down on the back of his neck with another Elbow Drop, sending him down into the canvas. This time, Dar stands up and calls for the count again, not interrupting. "1...2...3..." Cody is slow on getting up, but doesn't seem too out of it yet. "4...5..." Nearly up now, Cody glares at Dar. "6..." The King of Hearts is on his feet, but Dar knocks a strike away as he moves in, pulling Cody's head down for a knee to the face. Cody stumbles back a step, but then swings a leg up into the side of Dar's head, the crowd cheering for the comeback...Only to be shut down as Dar knocks Cody back down with an elbow.
From there, he pulls him up to his feet, whipping him into the ropes. The Samoan bends down too early, however, and Cody is able to stop himself and fire off a kick right up into Dar's chest and face, Dar snapping upwards only to get a Dropkick, sending him stumbling back into the corner. Dar drops down to one knee, shaking his head, but Cody takes advantage of the opening, charging forward with the SHINKUU BUDDHA-GIRI!!! Dar's head gets slammed back into the turnbuckle with the move, the crowd bursting into cheers as Cody rolls to the side and holds onto his knees for a few moments, paying the price for connecting with Dar's Samoan head. Dar has undoubtedly taken the worse of it, though, only able to stay seated because of his arms wrapped around the ropes. After several seconds, Cody gets to his feet, walking over to Dar and pulling him up to a vertical base, slicing a chop across his chest before throwing one arm up in the air, the crowd quickly getting up, knowing what's coming. Cody begins to slam his palm into Dar's exposed chest, swinging his other arm back for momentum as he fires off a full magazine of MACHINE GUN SLAPS!!! "ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORAAAAA!!!" Finally, Cody ends the assault, backing up from Dar, who seems to be having trouble standing, the redness of his chest standing out even against his dark skin. The Burning Avenger shakes off his hand, blowing on it a few times (which gets some laughs from the crowd) before he runs forward and jumps towards Dar, looking for a Flying Clothesli-NO! Dar grabs him in mid-air and sends him slamming down into the ring with an STO! Cody lands hard on his back and neck, rolling over and sitting up, but not getting up any further from there, just wanting to make sure he's not being counted.
Unfortunately for him, this leaves his back open to the angry Samoan, who takes full advantage of it with a vicious kick to his spine. Cody arches up, letting out a cry of pain, but Dar shows no mercy, hitting him with a second kick. Cody takes a few deep breaths, then rolls up to his feet, staring down Dar, daring him to attack again. Eager to oblige, Dar throws a flurry slaps and elbows, having Cody stumbling back, but the King of Hearts fights back, shooting off some forearms into Dar's face. The Samoan shrugs it off, though, grabbing Cody by the head and slamming him down into the canvas, only for Cody to roll right back up to his feet, not backing down. Dar grabs his head again, this time pulling him into several jarring headbutts, finally ending it with a huge elbow, sending Cody reeling...Only to charge forward with a LARIAT! Dar goes down to the shock of the crowd, Cody stumbling over to the ropes and wrapping one arm around them to make sure he stays on his feet, motioning for London to begin counting. "1...2...3...4..." It doesn't seem the Lariat was too hard on Dar, as he begins to get up fairly quickly, though he's obviously shaky. Cody ends this by running up behind him and taking him down with a Bulldog, quickly rolling Dar on his back and yelling for another count. "1...2...3..." Dar doesn't get up as quickly this time, clutching his face as he sits up. "4...5..." But he makes it to his feet again, beating the count.Cody immediately moves into a grapple, but Dar is ready for him, spinning around as he closes in for a ROARING EL-NO! Cody ducks under it, grabbing Dar from behind in a Sleeper Hold! Rather than sticking with the hold itself, Cody seems to be trying for a suplex, pulling back on Dar a few times before he finally gets him off his feet for the RAGE OF THE DRAG-NO! Dar swings his legs and comes back down to the mat, the momentum lifting Cody up off the canvas and allowing Dar to flip him over his shoulder and down onto the mat. Cody quickly rolls to his feet, turning around and ducking another elbow from Dar, quickly pulling him into a Side Headlock and forcing him down to one knee. The Samoan suddenly powers out of it with a cry of rage, though, wrapping both arms around Cody and pulling him back into the DANGEROUS BACKDROPPAAAAHHHH!!!
Both men are down after that one, prompting London to begin a count. "1...2...3..." Dar begins to stir, starting to push himself up, but Cody is barely moving at all. "4...5..." Dar is nearly to his feet by now, Cody just beginning to roll over. "6...7..." Cody realizes how close he is to being counted out and moves quicker. "8...9" Just as the nine count is announced, Cody is up on his feet, still in the match. However, he's right back down after getting hit by a Shoulderblock from Dar, who then moves to his corner, slapping his arm and cocking it back as Cody gets up again, running forward for a CHARGING EL-NO! Cody counters with a Drop Toe Hold, planting Dar's face on the mat. The Burning Avenger gets back to his feet, then looks toward the ropes, nodding to himself as he runs up to them, jumping on the second rope and turning in mid-air to land a SPRINGBOARD LEG DROP! Cody comes down hard, right on the back of Dar's neck, and rolls him over onto his back as soon as he can for the count. "1...2...3..." Dar is slow to move this time, holding the back of his neck and rolling over with noticeable effort. "4...5..." The Samoan still hasn't made it to his feet yet, shaking his head. "6...7..." Finally, Dar gets up, the longest count so far for the Archetypal Assassin. Cody is on him right away, though, grabbing Dar with a Front Facelock and slamming a knee up into his stomach before grabbing his tights. After a few deep breaths, Cody begins to lift Dar up off his feet, trying a few times before finally swinging him back for a suplex! The crowd is surprised to see Cody be able to hit the move, what with the weight difference, but it's taken its toll on the King of Hearts. Still, Cody doesn't miss his chance, getting up to his feet and climbing out onto the apron and up onto the top rope, steadying himself for a few seconds before jumping off with a DIVING DOUBLE KNEE DROP! Cody lands hard on Dar's chest, the Samoan spasming in pain before going still, Cody yelling to the ref to count while he clutches his knees. "1...2...3...4..." Dar coughs as he rolls over onto his stomach, seeming to be more focused on breathing through his pained ribcage rather than answering the count. "5...6..." Shakily, Dar begins to get up, the crowd hoping that he won't be able to make it. "7...8..." Just before the count of nine, Dar reaches his feet, the fans disappointed that it wasn't over.
Seeing Dar reaching his feet, Bogard fires off a volley of kicks to the midsection followed with a savate kick to double Dar over, and kicking him in the head to shoot him up to a stand. Looking to have the Samoan Death Tank stunned, Cody builds momentum from the ropes and brings his foot up for a Kenka Kick, but Dar manages to move his head slightly to have the leg land over the shoulder. Upon feeling the Burning Avenger’s leg on his shoulder, Grays snaps to attention and gets his arms around him, lifting Cody up high and slamming him backwards with an Exploder Suplex. Dar takes a moment to regain his composure and grabs hold of Cody by the hair, smashing the side of his head with a few elbow smashes to the head. The Archetypal Assassin gets his grasp around Cody’s neck, lifting him up fast and slamming him with a NODAWA OTOSHI, but he’s not done just yet. Darson reaches down and flips Cody onto his stomach, firing a barrage of FOUR FIERCE KNEES TO THE HEAD!!! Looking a bit worn down from pulling off two strong moves back to back, Dar crawls over to the ropes and pointing at Cody’s fallen body for London, signaling him to start counting. “1… 2…” Cody shows no signs of movement as the crowd start a “Cody!” chant again in hopes of getting the King of Hearts back to his feet. “3… 4… 5…” Dar uses the ropes to help position himself to get a glimpse of his impending victory. “6…” Upon hearing London reaching six, Cody begins to show a sign of life, moving his fingers and moving his hand forward to a planted spot. “7… 8…” Once the count reached eight, Cody slowly but surely pushes himself up just enough to stop the count, much to the joy of the crowd and the dismay of the Archetypal Assassin.
Dar approaches Cody to place him in a standing headscissors, wrapping his arms up in a straightjacket hold and lifts him onto his shoulders for the ACHERON BOMB, but the Burning Avenger kicks his legs wildly and managing to get in some blows to the back. The kicks somehow strike a tender spot along the back of Grays, releasing the Bomb and letting Cody land on his feet, suddenly reaching behind him to get his arms around the neck of the Archetypal Assassin and catching him with a sitout hangman’s neckbreaker. The King of Hearts stays in a seated position and starts shaking his arms, grabing hold of Dar by the hair to lpull him to his feet. Reaching out and grabbing hold of Grays’ hair, Cody takes a moment to c**k his head back and slams a Gran Hamada Headbutt right at the Samoan Death Tank’s noggin. The headbutt rocks the big man but not enough to knock him down, but it doesn’t stop Cody from turning slightly and drilling Dar with a Standing Spinning Heel Kick. The last strike knocks Darson dizzy, sending him stumbling a few steps, the King of Hearts bends him over and locks him in a Here We Go Driver setup, pulling off a shocking feat in lifting him off the mat and turning him to drop Grays neck across Cody’s knee with THE RON SIMMONS!!! The crowd is in total shock, some of them even replying with “DAMN!!! ” from the sight of Bogard’s last move and screaming at London to start counting while Cody was making his way to his knees. “1… 2… 3… 4…” Grays gets his hands over the back of his neck and looks to make a small amount of movement. “5… 6…” Dar manages to roll over to his stomach, raising his head up and seeing Cody standing hunched over, catching his breath. “7… 8…” Upon London reaching eight, the Archetypal Assassin gets his feet placed firm on the mat and pushes himself up to a standing position.
Wasting no time, Cody fires off two quick Shotei strikes at the now standing Dar, followed by placing his head under Dar’s jaw, dropping to his knees and jacking up the jaw with a jawbreaker. Grays shoots his head up looking dazed and stunned, the Burning Avenger races to the ring apron, stomping his feet on the mat to a hail of cheers. Bogard leaps onto the ropes and lauches at Darson’s shoulders, going for a springboard hurricarana, but Grays blocks the move and starts pulling him up to his shoulders, drilling him hard with the X-DRILLER!!! The Archetypal Assassin swings his arms in a “no more” motion towards the crowd as they are in shock, Sofia turning away and looking like she was going to break into tears at seeing her friend nearly get murdered with the X-Driller. London passes by Dar, who was dusting off his shoulders and heading towards the corner, watching London starting his count. “1… 2… 3…” No movement is seen from the King of Hearts while the crowd shout as loud as they can in hopes of getting the GWA team member up “4… 5… 6…” Dar turns over to the crowd, telling him “He’s not getting up! He is no more! Your hero is nothing but a weak sack of meat!” “7… 8…” Unseen by everyone in the arena, Cody opens his eyes and looks around, suddenly seeing London out of the corner of his eye bringing his arm down “9…” The King of Hearts shoots up to a sitting position as London stops the count and waving his arms, the crowd going right into a large hail of cheers. Dar slowly turns his head towards the middle of the ring wondering what was going on, getting a good look and going into straight disgust. The Samoan Death Tank, looking pissed off, bolts off the ropes and nails Cody with a Charging Elbow, but he doesn’t go down and just turns his head back at Dar. Not wasting any time, Grays gets behind Bogard and pulls his arms across his neck with a choke, flexing back and slams him with the HOSTILEPLEX!!! Just as Dar rolls over and reaching his feet, he turns to see Cody back up looking unaffected and shakes his head. Going for broke, Grays spins Cody around to grabs his waist and leg, lifting him up and spiking him with the DANGEROUS BACKDROPPAH!!!!! Right as Cody’s neck slams on the canvas, he rolls backwards to his feet and gets right into Dar’s face the moment he looks over, roaring like a man possessed. The Samoan Death Tank can’t take the madness any longer, shouting “******** DIE ALREADY!!!” as he winds up and swings at him with ROARING BA- BOGARD DUCKS AND CONNECTS WITH AN EXCALIBUR SLASH!!!
The foreign crowd in the arena is popping like mad, some in the front row yelling at Sofia to turn back around and see what was going on. Once turning around, she witnesses the Burning Avenger standing with some difficulty over the fallen AOA powerhouse. Cody pulls Dar up from the neck, turning him slightly and up to his feet, grabbing hold of his head, driving it down to his knee. However, Cody doesn’t stop with one knee strike as he drives his knee to Dar’s head again and again and again, stopping to witness Dar bring his head up looking like a wreck. The King of Hearts reaches at Grays to grab hold of his hair, winding up and nailing a big Gran Hamada Headbutt, stunning the big man again, Cody rushing to the ropes and drills him with a Jumbo Tsuruta Jumping Knee. Once getting the Archetypal Assassin down on the mat, Bogard gets hold of him from the shoulders and drags him towards the corner, planting him against the corner in a seated position. The King of Hearts throws his fist in the air, getting a response of cheers from the fans, bringing his boot up to Dar’s face and thrusting it as hard as he could. Cody pulls back and drives his foot across Dar’s face repeatedly, after a couple more scrapes, the Burning Avenger races to the opposite ropes and drills the boot HARD to complete the Facewash. As it appears Dar would fall face down into the mat, Cody keeps him up by pushing him against the corner again, leaving the crowd wondering why he didn’t allow the crowd to happen, the King of Hearts heading to the opposite diagonal corner, building momentum and smashes him in the corner with the SHINKUU BUDDHA-GIRI!!! Stepping away from the corner rubbing his knees, Bogard reaches down while making the throat slash motion, bringing Grays up to a standing head scissors hold then placing both of his arms behind him and grabbing hold of his waist, the King of Hearts fighting hard to lift the big Samoan up. Using all the drive he can muster, Cody does the unthinkable and gets Darson up, dropping to his knees and hitting the HYAKU RYŨ SENJIN HA REVENGER!!!!!! Bogard remains on his knees, looking up at the ceiling and back down, crawling to the ropes while London steps in and begins his count “1… 2… 3…” Dar looks to be down for the count at the moment, getting some fans to count with London “4… 5… 6…” The fans count stops to a silence, noticing Grays beginning to move one of his arms to the side “7… 8…” Grays rolls onto his shoulder, placing a hand against the mat and starting his push “9…” Upon seeing London’s arm come down from nine, Dar pushes to his knees and gets up just enough to beat the count.
Both men approach each other in the middle of the ring, each taking turns to destroy the other with their respective strikes, Dar’s elbows and Cody’s Shotei strikes. As it appears no one has an advantage, Grays goes right for the throat and tries to lift Cody up for a Nodawa Otoshi, but Bogard fires off a couple elbows to the side of the head to release the hold. Once breaking free, Cody gets behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist, attempting a German Suplex, but Dar gets a leg around Bogard’s leg and blocks the move. Grays lifts his arms up and then throwing them down and away, breaking out of the hold and counter-switches with Cody, ending up behind him and set up for a Dangerous Backdroppah, only for Bogard to flip through the backdrop to his feet. Recovering fast after landing on his feet, Bogard bounces off the ropes and runs into a Rolling Elbow, knocking him down. Grays gets hold of Bogard and carries him to the corner, placing him on the top turnbuckle and climbing up to meet him at the top. Looking to repeat the finish from their previous singles encounter, Dar strikes Cody in the guy and has him in a pumphandle setup, lifting up for the AVICHI TEN-NO! Bogard manages to slip past the shoulders and behind him. The Samoan Death Tank makes his turn over and meets a BIG Hamada Headbutt, rocking him almost off the turnbuckle, but Cody pulls him in and over his shoulders. The crowd all of the sudden begin to stand up and bang on the guardrail, the King of Hearts trying with all his might and somehow lifts him up, using all his strength to keep hold in order to grab his wrist and head, diving off the top…. SEKIHA TENKYOKEN BUSTER-HEAT…….ENDO!!!!!! The crowd is in near frenzy, banging the guardrails and cheering, the seated Cody calling over London to start counting. “1… 2…3…” Cody attempts to stand but falls to his knees, bringing some concern to the fans “4… 5…” Cody looks over behind him, seeing Darson still down on the mat and makes another effort to bring himself up “6… 7…” Fighting his way up, Cody manages to make it standing, stumbling right into the corner, while Dar slowly picks up his head, seeing Cody up and worn out. “8… 9…” Grays to make one final attempt to bring himself up……..”TEN!” Dar’s head goes back down, he doesn’t beat the count!
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
*The crowd in the Kakihara Memorial Hall is exploding with monstrous cheers, The King of Hearts surviving through the grueling hell both he and Darson Grays created, as he turns around to see Dar down and beat, while breathing heavily.*
Roselyn: The winner……of the Last Man Standing match…..THE BURNING AVENGER!!!! CODY BOGARD!!!!
*Cody slumps down to his knees, as Sofia and members of the ring crew rush into the ring. The ring crew aids both competitors with water pours and air sprays to their necks. As Sofia helps him up to his feet, Cody gets a hold of a bottle of water and approaches the fallen Grays. Uncapping the water, Cody pours water over Dar in a sign of respect, telling him “I don’t care if you don’t respect me, I have you give you some props for driving me to the limits.” The Samoan Death Tank looks on, still somewhat out of it after the finishing move, looks on as the GWA representative and his friend exit the ring, receiving pats on the back by the fans as they make their way towards the entranceway. Darson attempts to get to his feet, but a few of the ring crew aid him as a precaution, the Kakihara Memorial Hall crowd clapping for the Archetypal Assassin for busting his a**, even though he was representing the AOA. The clapping would die down a little as Grays finally comes to and shoves the crew away, walking to the back under his own power.*
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Prince Kira Ukonvasara Captain
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Prince Kira Ukonvasara Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 11:40 am
LIKE A RAINBOW IN THE DARK
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