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Prince Kira Ukonvasara
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:08 pm


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~M J O L N I R: Brave New World 2007~
Steve Twist vs. Darson Grays - [GWA Grand Championship]
Killa Kal vs. Cody Bogard
Ice vs. Sparco vs. Hated
Revision vs. Kid Chaos - [GWA Openweight Championship]
The Rejects vs. xWo vs. Sons of the Father - [GWA Tag Team Championship]
Alex Lords vs. Steven Cain
PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:34 pm


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Prince Kira Ukonvasara
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Prince Kira Ukonvasara
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:35 pm


Slam! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh let the boys be boys!
Slam! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh let the boys be boys!

Viral and Spyke stomp out from behind the curtain, each raising up their unofficial tag team belts….The crowd cheers enthusiastically

'Well heres another one (what!)
In the gutter one (what!)
Getting running up
Troblesome extra double double I come to feed them
The feed em then I shreed em
So what if that Im cheating.
Now everyone wanna sound (ya) grimey (yeah)'

Viral and Spykle each hand their championships to Dr. Loki, who hands Viral a beer and Spyke a light tube….Viral quickly bites into the side of the beer can and sucks out the contents as Spyke busts the light tube over his head, drawing blood and laughing maniacally.

'Im gonna show you how come on (all and together now!)
Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
Yeah!
Thats how we gotta be
So stop trying to beat loud as me cause you cant do that
Think about the payoffer so left with an automatic rifle
For last against the lighting last bullets first
On line'

Viral crushes the beer can on his head and throws it to the audience and Spyke discards his light tube….they both make their way to the ring, Dr. Loki in tow.

Roselyn: Making their way to the ring, being accompanied by Dr. Loki….they are the Unofficial GWA Tag Team Champions….’The A.D.D. Assasin’ Spyke Gein and ‘The Monster from Manchester’ Viral…….THE REJECTS!!!!

'Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine
Peace to the brothers on rikers isle
Pumping up a tremple and didnt like his
Criminal lickin buck my eye,
Oh my God Im so high
Just they say a rodney say you like a criminum, what!?
Just they say to make get'

Viral steps over the top rope while Spyke leapfrogs over it….They each run at a turnbuckle and jump to the top quickly they each raise both of their middle fingers to the audience. The audience cheers at them, accepting this as a sort of greeting from the Rejects.

"Headstrong" hits the arena, Heather "Ska Feather" Shannon entering the entrance ramp. She kneels, facing the ring, as Jaice and Chris enter from opposite sides of the entrance curtain. Jaice runs up and flips over Heather, Stopping just a few feet away from Shannon. Angel walks up, helping Shannon to her feet and they join Wilds, all three charging at the ring.

Roselyn: And their opponents, accompanied by Heather ‘Ska Feather’ Shannon…they are ‘The Wild One’ Jaice Wilds and ‘The Angel Effect’ Chris Angel…..THE XTREME WORLD ORDER!!!!

Angel and Wilds dive in under the bottom rope, jumping to their feet, Shannon walking up the steel steps. Jaice and Chris take opposite ends of the middle rope, bending it down to let Shannon through. They all wave to the crowd, and Shannon heads to ring center, pointing to the northeast and southwest turnbuckles. Jaice and Chris climb the turnbuckles, both waving before backflipping off, landing ring center. They gather into a corner, waiting for their opponents.

"Children of Decadence" By Children of Bodom hits the speakers as Jacob Figgins appears from behind the entrance curtain standing on the stage. With a bottle of energy drink in his hand he stared down to he ring intently. This time Danny isn’t with him, but Figgy doesn’t appear to care.

"Running under cover of the moonlight
shadow death row.At the night we're
running wild with no hope for tomorrow...

No tomorrow!!!"

Figgins then takes his first step onto the entrance aisle, taking a drink and then spitting the contents onto the ground infront of him. With a cocky smirk he flashes the Fig Effect symbol and begins his trek down the ring.

Roselyn: Making his way to the ring, he is one half of the Church of Daemon…….FIGGY!!!

"As we're walking through the fire,
That burns within us all. If ya wanna take
a glance to the blaze of pain
You'll never be the same

You wanna get closer and get a taste of death?
I know ya wanna ******** me down 'til I'm bleeding red
I couldn't care less, I'll end up rotting in the mud
So c'mon ******** and gimme yer best shot."

Figgins rolls into the ring after cricling it once and looks to the referee and his opponent yet again flashing a cocky smirk as he awaits the match…..

The ref is just about to ring the bell when…..

The stadium goes totally dark.
An ominous voice calls out
"Though he be a Demon, the scourge of the night. He shall be as a Star, the Earth's guiding light"

The beginning guitar riff of Raining blood plays.....the lights come one just as it picks up the pace to show Danny with his arms outstretched, Father Daemon behind him…

Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless object, Alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death will be their acquisition
The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, The sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone

Danny sprints to the ring and slides under the bottom rope... he grabs onto the ring ropes and headbangs.

Roselyn: Making his way to the ring, the second half of the Church of Daemon….Dnny Daemon….’THE DEMONSTAR!’

After Roselyns introduction, she bolts out of the ring, remembering her last encounter with Danny.

Claire: Well, good to see he actually showed up this time!
Drake: Hey, here’s a guy who knows what he wants…the guy is just sick of being in the midcard! If he turns his recent actions into a meanstreak…well, let’s just say the fans might not like him, but the cameras will LOVE him.
Claire: I doubt any camera could love that freaks face….

Pierced from below, Souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, Now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Danny steps to the top turnbuckle...the audience may hate the guy, but the buildup to this moment is just too intense to resist......Danny prepares his blood spit just as...

RAINING BLOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!
from a lacerated sky!
Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure
Now I shall reign in blood!

Father Daemon removes Dannys trenchcoat and Danny wipes blood from his mouth…..

Danny gives everyone in the ring the finger to make sure his opinion of them all is PERFECTLY clear.

The ref finally gets some order in the arena and it looks like Chris Angel and Spyke are going to start off the match…

*DING*

Spyke and Chris circle each other for a bit….Spyke reaches his hand out like he wants to tie up, a bad idea for one his size….

Chris looks at Spyke like he’s a zoo animal, then finally they lock up….the expected happens and Chris quickly hits Spyke with a vertical suplex!

Spyke is own the ground laughing for a moment….he nips up to his feet quickly….he sticks his chin out….for Chris to punch him in the face…..Chris complies with Spykes wishes and gives him a straight punch to the jaw…it sends Spyke reeling for a second, then he just starts laughing again….Spyke reaches out like he wants to grapple again, and when they do, Spyke hits a QUICK STO!!!

Spyke follows it up with a STANDING MOONSAULT INTO A PIN!

1…

Chris Angel quickly presses Spyke off of him….

Spyke waits for Chris to get up, waiting in a martial arts stance…when he makes it to his feet, Spyke attempts a NORRI-NO! Chris catches his foot and dragon whips him.

Chris whips Spyke into the corner, then runs right after him to hit him with a boot, Spyke drops to the ground and Chris starts choking Spyke with his boot……

Unfortunately for Chris, they’re in the Rejects corner, Viral tags himself in and the 7 foot Monster from Manchester quickly levels Chris with a clothesline.

When Chris gets up, Viral quickly body slams him back to the mat with a Biel throw, then comes down on him with a legdrop right across his throat…

Viral attempts a pin….

1…

Chris kicks out again!

Viral quickly locks Chris in a Cobra Clutch as he gets up, hoping to hit Death Comes Ripping….but Chris desperately flings his right elbow back, managing to hit Viral hard enough to break the hold….

Before Viral can do anymore Damage, Chris quickly drives his head into the canvas with a DDT.

Chris waits and Viral gets to his feet…the two are about to tie up when…..

JOHNNY CHAOS RUSHES THE RING! HE HAS A TOY LIGHTSABER IN HIS HANDS!!!

Johnny swings wildly at Viral and Chris with the toy lightsaber…..Viral and Chris both look at each other….Viral and Chris then each grab Johnny by the neck and choke slam him out of the ring. Everyone looks at Danny, knowing Johnny was his pupil….he shrugs his shoulders, for once in his life he looks honest about it…

Claire: What…the hell was that kid thinking?

Chris and Viral shrug it off and tie up…..
Chris tries to attempt another DDT on the monster, but instead gets picked up into a vertical suplex position. Angel begins to kick his feet in the air, attempting to gain momentum on his side. Viral tries to do the same, but Angel kicks his feet fast enough and lands on the ground behind Viral, still locked up. Chris then hits the inverted neckbreaker on the Monster from Manchester.

He goes for a pin attempt.

"1......2....."

The pin is broken up by Figgins, who continuously stomps on Chris Angel.

Viral takes the distraction, and makes his way into the corner to tag in Spyke, making this his second time in the ring with Angel. Figgins and Spyke begin to stomp repeatedly on Angel. Wilds begins to start a clap to help give a confidence boost to Angel. The crowd begins to clap too, but Chris having no luck in escaping the double team of Spyke and Figgins. Suddenly, JOHNNY CHAOS climbs into the ring and hits Spyke in the back of the head with his toy lightsaber. Taking advantage of the moment, Angel crawls over and makes a tag to "The Xtreme Agent" Jaice Wilds!

Wilds runs up to Figgins, while Spyke is busy getting Chaos out of the ring. He kicks him in the gut, then runs past him. Wilds rebounds on the ropes and hooks Figgy's head from behind, hitting a bulldog and crashing Figgy's face into the mat. THE WILD THING! Jaice goes for a quick cover.

"1.....2.....NO!"


Danny breaks up the pin! Johnny Chaos is finally tossed out of the ring again, and Viral gets back into the match.

Drake: That was a close one.

Claire: This match could've been over in a couple of minutes, had not Danny interuppted.

Danny grabs Jaice by the hair and lifts him up for the Ritual Disembowelment. Angel runs into the ring quickly, and dropkicks Danny's leg, making him drop Wilds onto the mat. Viral picks up Figgins and heatbutt him, causing Figgy to take a step back. Viral takes the chance and goes for a clothesline, but Figgy ducks and toe kicks the monster's gut, causing him to double-over. Figgins then gets under Viral and slowly begins to pick him up. The crowd goes wild at the strentgh of Jacob Figgins. He finally gets Manchester up in the air and struggles, but gets ready to attempt the CENTRIFUGE DDT!

Drake: NO!!!!

Spyke dives of the top rope with a missle dropkick on Figgy's stomach, causing him to drop Viral on top of him.

The ref counts this as a pin!

1......2.......2.99999.....!"

JOHNNY CHAOS GRABS THE REF AND BEGINS TO FIGHT HIM WITH THE SABER!

Claire: What the hell is that kid doing? This isn't a Star Wars convention!

Drake:Well, to him it is.

Figgins slowly gets up and walks over to Danny and pushes him slightly. Figgins begisn to argue with Danny, knowing that Chaos was in-fact his pupil. Danny tries to explain, but it blindsided by Jaice Wilds who hits another WILD THING, while Angel hits Figgins with the ANGEL STUNNER!!!! Viral and Spyke then come behind Angel and Wilds. Viral throws Angel against the ropes and connects with the BLACK ALE SLAM!!!! Sypke turns his direction towards Wilds, and turns him around and nails THE NORRIS!!!

Drake: Was that just a buffet of signature and finishing moves?

Claire: It looks like the Rejects are the only team standing here....What will happen next?!

Spyke takes the cover on Angel, and Viral takes the cover on Figgins.

Drake: THIS COULD BE A DOUBLE-TEAM PIN!

Claire: Wait a second....?

After a few seconds, Spyke realizes that the ref isn't in the ring anymore. Danny finally recovers and looks out of the ring to notice Chaos still teasing the ref. He slides under the bottom rope and walks up the Johnny, scoulding him and getting into a verbal arguement. The xWo is still knocked out from the Rejects, and the only anywhere close to standing is Jacob Figgins. Spyke grabs Figgins by the hair, but Figgy nails him in the stomach with a left fist. Viral comes from behind Figgy, and The Monster from Manchester gets nailed with a LOW BLOW BY FIGGINS! The ref doesn't see the low blow because he is busy with Danny and Johnny. Figgy holds off the Rejects as much as he can. He gets behind Spyke, wraps around his chest, lifts him over his head, and connects with THE FIG EFFECT!

Drake: That's gonna leave a mark.

The ref finally makes his way back into the ring as Figgins goes for the cover.

"1.....!"

Viral breaks up the pin with a stomp to Figgy's back. He them lifts up Figgs and throws him to the turnbuckle. Viral darts towards the turnbuckle and hits Figgy's head with full momentum on his elbow, knocking Figgins out. Viral then picks up Jacob and lifts him over his head, seeming to attempt his signature THE ALABAMA SLAM. NO!.....Spyke is standing on the top turnbuckle.

Drake: I think that they're going to hit it! I just think...!

Sypke then moves his hand around a bit and Viral places down Figgins, then grabs him and locks with a over-the-knee backbreaker submission.

Claire: There's been a change of plan! Everyone originally thought that the Rejects were going to hit their Tag Team Finisher "Where Eagles Dare!"

SPYKE IS GOING TO DO IT! He nods and then dives off the top rope. Spyke performs a somersault double boot stomp, hitting Figgins square in the gut. The Rejects go for a final pin attempt...

"1.......2.......2.999999.....!!!"

The xWo lifts Spyke and Viral off of Figgins. Angel hits his ANGEL STUNNER on Spyke, knocking him out cold. Wilds stuns Viral, long enough for Angel to wrap his arm around Viral's neck. He runs with The Monster of Manchester, towards the turnbuckle and runs up the top. Angle then, still holding Viral's neck, does a backflip off the top rope and slams the back of Viral's head into the mat. THE ARCHANGEL!!!! Jaice Wilds then covers the still knocked out Figgins.

THE REF BEGINS THE COUNT!

"1.......2......"

Danny starts the climb the ropes again to stop the pin, but Johnny grabs him and pulls him back down, then starts to nail him in the head constantly with the Toy Lightsaber.

".....2.9999999........THREEEEE!!!!"

Shannon slides into the ring and jumps aruond happily cheering, and hugs Angel and Wilds. The crowd begins to go wild!


Roselyn: YOUR WINNERS, AND NEW -GWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS-!!!! The Xtreme World Order, Chris Angel and Jaice Wilds!!!!!!

"Headstrong" by Trapt begins to play over the loud-speaker all around the arena. The crowd continues to cheer for the New Champions. All except for the Reject fans in the audience. The xWo then have a group hug in the middle of the ring. Angel, sweating, holds his belt high in the air. Wilds falls to his knees and holds the belt close to him, sweating as well.

Drake: That match was definately worth it, huh Claire? I mean, the xWo has improved greatly. Chris Angel making his debut return, and along with his popular partner, Jaice Wilds, and the beautiful, Heather Shannon, capturing the GWA Tag Team Championships.

Claire: Remeber though, Drake. Those titles are "unofficial". Besides, it's not only the xWo that has improved. The Rejects and the Sons of Father have improved quite greatly to. I believe this was a worthwhile match. But what happens now?


Angel, Wilds, and Shannon step out of the ring, holding the tag team titles in their hands, walking backwards up the entrance ramp. Spyke and Viral both slowly gets up and look at the three walking up the ramp. Spyke then laughs, as Viral does as well.

Danny grabs the toy lightsaber from Johnny and tells him to go to the back. Johnny complies and Danny slides into the ring. Danny helps Figgy up and they both look at the new champions. Danny turns to Figgy and stares deep into his eyes. Figgins looks back at Danny, panting from the battle. Danny then slaps Figgy hard across the face, then sets him up for a Vertebreaker! When he has him in position, he steps up to the second turnbuckle and drops Figgy right on his head and neck, hitting FROM HELL!!!!

Drake: It looks like the Rejects have finally found a team worthy of their rivalry. And as for the Church of Daemon, I think Danny just officially ended it.

Claire: All I can say is.....I want a toy lightsaber.....
PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:36 pm


Roselyn: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a forty-five minute time limit, and is for the GWA Openweight Championship! Your referee is Justin Mayfair.

Unlike most any place in Gaia, Mayfair gets no reaction whatsoever from the Japanese crowd, who really aren't at all interested in referees or in making themselves feel better by jeering them. Of course, there are a few die-hard GWA fans who have made the trip all the way to the Kakihara Memorial Hall to see this show attempting to boo loud enough to be heard by the cameras, but all they seem to be accomplishing is weird looks from the Japanese fans around them.

"Clenched Fist" by Sepultura suddenly begins to blare over the sound system, the crowd looking up and around for a few moments, not used to such an oppressive entrance theme compared to the normal themes heard in Japanese wrestling. After all, you couldn't have eight people doing a synchronized dance to thrash metal. The fans also seem confused at the fact that Kid Chaos isn't coming out through the entrance ramp.

Pain makes me stronger
Everyday
Life is chaos
You gotta deal with it

Expressing my aggressions
Through confusion
Face reality
Nothing is like it used to be

Don't tell me I don't know
You don't live in my war
Revolt and anger
I won't take it anymore


A figure in a black, hooded robe emerges out of one of the entrances in the stands, making his way down the steps, surrounded by four security guards. The crowd watches in wonder as they work their way down to the security barrier, where the figure climbs up over it and makes his way towards the ring, holding a bat wrapped in barbed wire high above his head. Once at the ring, he places it down near the corner, then climbs up onto the apron and further up onto the turnbuckles, reaching up for a dual throat-cut and throwing his arms out to the side, slowly turning his hands for a thumbs-down pose.

After holding this for several seconds, he steps back down to the apron, reaching into the void of his hood and removing a pair of sunglasses, folding them up and handing them to a waiting technician, then reaching down to pull his robe up over his head, revealing that the figure is indeed Kid Chaos. Tossing the robe down at the techie, Chaos quickly unzips his vest and hands that off as well before entering the ring, taking a seat in the corner and stretching his arms out along the second rope. He seems to be getting a fairly positive reaction from the crowd, partly from politeness, but no doubt his deathmatches have earned him respect amongst the Japanese fans. As his entrance theme fades out, the crowd turns back towards the ramp, waiting for the champ.

Rather than the usual fade-in drum intro, however, the crowd is met with a bludgeoning guitar riff as the lights in the arena begin to flash rapidly, some fans already recognizing the song, up on their feet and bursting into cheers. Pretty soon, though, the crowd catches on to the song itself as it comes into the first verse begins, a spotlight flashing towards the entrance ramp. Celebrating the first show in the Kakihara Memorial Hall, Revision has apparently decided to use as his entrance theme the first single from one of Japan's biggest metal bands..."Burn (Ai No Honoo Wo Moyase)" by the SEX MACHINEGUNS!

Watashi ni ai wo kudasai (Please give me love)
Shibireru hodo no...(To the point that I go numb...)
Anata no ude, no naka de (Within your arms)
ROLLING THUNDER!


Revision walks out into the spotlight on the top of the ramp, the arena bathed in a dark blue glow as the strobe lights flash everywhere but the ramp itself, letting the crowd see him fairly clearly. Rather than his typical outfit, Revision is dressed simply in a pair of his typical white leather pants and a white headband, adorned with various kanji and the symbol of the Japanese flag in the center. For all intents and purposes, a glam rock karate kid. Slowly, he makes his way down the ramp, smiling out towards the fans who seem to be giving him a great reaction, especially the female members of the crowd.

Yuuki wo kudasai (Please give me courage)
Dare ni mo makenai (I won't lose to anyone)
Anata ni ubawaretai (I want to be taken by you into the)
BURNING FIRE!

Konna ni made mo, watashi no
Kokoro wo kuruwaseta (My heart has gone mad, to this extent...)


Sprinting down the last few feet of the ramp, Revision jumps all the way from the floor onto the bottom rope, quickly grabbing the top one to steady himself and stepping one foot onto the second rope, throwing an arm up into the air and bouncing down on the ropes repeatedly, banging his head to the music. Chaos seems to be annoyed by all of this, just shaking his head as he watches his opponent from his position in the corner. Finally, the icon jumps off the ropes and into the ring, rapidly unclipping his belt and holding it up high in the air.

Ai - honnou no mama (Love - on instinct)
Ai - hashiri nukero (Love - run through them)
Ai - honoo tsura nuke (Love - go through the flames)
Tadori, tadori, tadori tsuku made! (Until you, until you, until you arrive there!)


Eventually, Revision lowers the title and walks over to his own corner, handing the belt to Mayfair and quickly ripping his pants off to gasps from some of the crowd members, Revision just grinning as he tosses them out of the ring. Unlike usual, his tights are mainly white tonight, with red stripes down the sides, and white boots and pads rather than his usual black. The champ quickly stretches out as his theme fades.

BURN...

Roselyn: Introducing first, to my right, the challenger...From Boston, Massachusetts, USA, weighing in at 246 lbs., he is the True Innovator of Violence...KIIIIIIIID CHAAAAAOOOOOOSSSS!!!

Chaos stands up and holds his bat up in the air once again, the crowd cheering loudly for him, but not with as much energy as they had for Revision's entrance. Eventually, Chaos lowers the bat and sets it back down in the corner, Mayfair looking at it a little dubiously, but not wanting to challenge the intimidating Chaos about it just yet. Turning to her left, Roselyn continues.

Roselyn: And his opponent, to my left...From the Sunset Strip, weighing in at 190 lbs., he is the Rock Icon and your GWA Openweight Champion...REEEEEVIIIIISIOOOONNNN!!!

Revision walks forward and throws both arms up in the air, jumping up and down and spinning in a quick circle, shaking his head back and forth rapidly as the crowd erupts into cheers, obviously behind the champion tonight. Slowly, the icon lowers his arms, nodding towards Chaos as Mayfair steps forward to the middle of the ring, showing the title to all four sides and quickly flashing it to Chaos before handing it out to an official. The ref checks for foreign objects on both men and after finding none, lets the match get underway.

The bell rings...

Revision and Chaos begin to circle one another, the crowd still cheering in excitement for the match, but that quickly dies down, leaving a silence not typically heard at a GWA show. Soon, the two men come together for a grapple, quickly moving down as if they're about to try and work some amateur wrestling on the mat, but Revision suddenly slides away, apparently deciding against it. Chaos stands up, not looking too bothered by it, rolling his shoulders as they start to circle again. Finally, Revision stops and offers up a Knucklelock. Chaos accepts, knowing he has a huge strength advantage here, reaching out to begin the test of strength. Revision suddenly drops down before they can get it completely locked in, looking like he's trying to pick Chaos' legs out from under him, but instead has to throw himself back to avoid a sharp kick aimed at his skull. Revision quickly scoots back further, looking up at Chaos with a surprised expression, the bigger man just stepping back. Revision quickly pops up to his feet, suddenly running forward and throwing a kick into the outside of Chaos' leg. The icon almost gets knocked over with a retaliatory punch from Chaos, the champ looking at him with an entirely shocked expression this time. "That was an invitation for a kicking contest! You're supposed to kick me!" Chaos looks at the icon like he's nuts, replying with a simple "Screw that." Revision throws another kick into Chaos' leg, only to nearly fall over again from the counter-punch. "No! NO! KICK. ME." Revision throws a kick into Chaos' ribs this time, and Chaos, possibly out of exasperation, retaliates with a kick of his own, only for Revision to drop down and duck it, sweeping Chaos' leg out from under him and rolling up to his feet, quickly attacking Chaos with stomps to the head, the crowd letting out cries of excitement at the attack.

Chaos moves back towards the corner, attempting to get up, but Revision keeps going after him with kicks to the mid-section, stunning him with a forearm as he stands up and quickly grabbing the middle ropes, throwing his shoulder into Chaos' gut. The icon grabs Chaos' head and pulls him out towards the middle of the ring, jumping up and nailing him with a Dropkick at point-blank, sending Chaos back a foot or so before he falls down onto his back, Revision quickly jumping up to his feet and throwing his arms in the air, the crowd cheering in response. Revision quickly runs to the ropes, coming back and jumping up high in the air to come down hard on Chaos with a Knee Drop, following it with a pin. 1...Chaos kicks out, the crowd letting out an "OHHHH", the DISRESPECT much more potent here in Japan than it would be in Gaia. Revision pulls Chaos up to his feet, grabbing him by the head and quickly pulling him over to the corner to slam him face-first into the top turnbuckle, taking him back out towards the center and pulling him over with a Snapmare. The icon follows up with a hard kick to Chaos' back, but the innovator of violence seems to barely register it, just closing his eyes for a moment. Revision pulls Chaos back up to his feet, this time coming at him with forearm strikes, hitting three of them before stepping back, spinning around for a ROARING SHOTE-NO! Chaos stops that very quickly with a right cross straight into Revision's face, sending him stumbling back all the way into the ropes, where he falls down, sitting in them practically. Chaos suddenly runs to the opposite set of ropes, coming back and KNOCKING REVISION OUT OF THE RING WITH A RUNNING BOOT SCRAPE!!!

Revision goes flying out through the ropes and down to the floor outside, the crowd gasping as the icon rolls over onto his side, cringing. Chaos stands and watches him from the middle of the ring, Revision slowly getting up to his feet, only to be met with the sight of a charging Chaos - TOPE SUICIDAAAAAAA!!! Chaos bowls into Revision, sending him crashing back against the steel barrier, the fans cheering as the icon slowly slumps over to the side, holding the back of his head and laying motionless on the ground. Chaos gets up, rolling his neck and dusting himself off before grabbing Revision and hauling him up to his feet, grabbing his arm and whipping him towards the opposite barrier. Suddenly, the icon flings himself up in the air to jump over the barricade, turning around as Chaos charges and stopping him dead in his tracks with a forearm shot. Chaos stumbles backwards, turning around as Revision jumps up onto the barrier, throwing himself off into a FLYING SHOTEI! The flying palm strike knocks Chaos clean off his feet, the crowd cheering once again for the high-flying attack, both men taking a breather on the ground after that one. Finally, though, Revision brings himself to his feet, pulling Chaos up as well and rolling him into the ring. Both men get up around the same time, but Revision quickly takes control with a kick to the gut, grabbing Chaos' head and hooking his leg, dropping back in a Leg-Hook DDT! Revision quickly rolls him onto his back following the move, hooking his leg for a pin. 1...2, Chaos kicks out. Revision stays on the offensive, rolling Chaos onto his stomach and quickly tucking his leg in to lock it between his, dropping down and applying a crossface hold to Chaos, leaning back for an STF! Revision seems to be having a little bit of trouble with applying to the hold to a much larger man, but does his best with it, pulling back as much as he can on Chaos' neck. Unfortunately for him, he hadn't taken notice of where Chaos' arm was prior to locking the move in - this leads to Revision getting an elbow thrown right into his nose. The icon holds onto the move for a few more moments, but the second strike sends him rolling off of Chaos, clutching his face.

Revision refuses to let Chaos get in control, however, quickly rolling up to his feet and bashing him with a forearm strike as he gets up to one knee, pulling him into a Side Headlock immediately after. Chaos takes a few moments to gather his wits, then stands up, shoving Revision off of him and into the ropes, knocking him down hard with a Shoulderblock as he comes back. As the innovator of violence approaches him, however, Revision flings his legs up and throws Chaos over with a Kip-Up Rana! Revision stands up, waiting for Chaos to do the same and calling for him to attack. Chaos takes the bait, charging forward only for Revision to leapfrog over him, doing it again as he comes from behind, but as he flings himself up for a Dropkick, Chaos merely grabs the ropes, killing his momentum and making Revision land hard on his face. The icon quickly rolls back up to his feet, running forward. Chaos grabs him and goes to throw him up out of the ring, but Revision grabs the top rope and swings his legs back, the momentum barely keeping him in the ring, leaving him standing right in front of Chaos. The icon quickly throws a knee up into his mid-section to stun him, following it up with a forearm before trying to Clothesline Chaos over the ropes to the outside. It doesn't work, but Revision keeps trying, throwing another few forearms before hitting the Clothesline again, Revision just not strong enough to send the bigger man over the ropes. Hitting another forearm, Revision decides to try it running, and heads across the ring. As he comes back, though, Chaos grabs him, spinning him around into a TILT-A-WHIRL URANAGE! Revision gets slammed down into the mat hard, the crowd cringing as the icon arches up in pain. Chaos picks Revision up, back in control now as he whips him into the corner, charging forward and knocking Revision silly with a Clothesline, the icon falling down to a seated position in the corner. Chaos follows up with several stomps to his face and chest, only breaking away due to Mayfair telling him to. This only lasts a few seconds, though, as Chaos runs back across the ring, coming off the ropes for a RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! Revision nearly gets blown out through the ropes again, the ringpost the only thing stopping him as he gets hit with a knee at the force equivalent to a speeding train.

Chaos pulls Revision out of the corner and up to his feet, the icon suddenly attempting to fight back with shots to Chaos' ribs, hitting a forearm strike to follow up, only to be knocked right off his feet with a vicious right hand. Chaos drops down, hooking Revision's leg for a pin afterwards. 1...2...Revision kicks out. Chaos pulls him back up again, this time flipping him over onto his back with a Snapmare, stomping hard on his chest and running to the ropes, coming back with a big Elbow Drop straight down into Revision's face. The icon rolls over onto his side, clutching his nose in pain, but Chaos doesn't give him much time to recover, quickly rolling him onto his back for a pin. 1...2...Revision kicks out. Chaos rolls Revision over into a seated position, kneeling behind him and shoving a knee up into his back as he locks his hands beneath Revision's chin, pulling him into a Rear Chinlock, but cranking back on it far more than usual. Revision at first just flails his arms in pain, but slowly starts to rock to the side, finally managing to turn enough to start pushing himself up to his feet. Chaos does his best to keep up the hold, but soon Revision starts throwing his elbows into his mid-section, finally breaking it enough for him to run to the ropes, only to get knocked down by a Shoulderblock. As Chaos comes forward, Revision flings his legs up for another Kip-Up Ran-NO! Chaos grabs Revision's legs, throwing them back and causing him to roll backwards, the innovator of violence quickly reaching down and pulling Revision forward into a Standing Head Scissors, rolling him up onto his shoulders to drive him down into the mat with a Powerbomb! Chaos doesn't stop there, pulling Revision back up and locking his arms around his waist, spinning him all the way around to drive him down into the mat with a Spinebuster, giving him a RIDE ON THE ORANGE LINE!!! Chaos remains on top of Revision for the pin, the crowd looking nervous. 1...2...TH-NO! Revision kicks out, but due to the position he's in, Chaos easily turns the move around into a BOSTON CRAB WITH MEGA-VIOLENCE CRANK!!!

Chaos locks his hands beneath Revision's knees, along his thighs, pulling back much farther than usual, putting all the pressure on the icon's back. Revision cries out in pain, shaking his head as Mayfair asks him if he wants to tap, but obviously in a lot of pain. Unfortunately, Revision is facing away from the ropes, unable to get out of this hold through a rope break. Finally, he shoves himself upwards, actually managing to push himself up on his arms, but quickly drops back down. In the process, though, Chaos loses his grip on his legs, breaking the hold. Before Revision can go anywhere, though, Chaos quickly turns around, stepping into the backs of the icon's knees and pulling him up to a kneeling position, locking his arm beneath his chin and pulling him back into the RUGGLES LOCK!!! This puts even more pressure onto Revision's back, the icon now cringing as he tries to shift out of the hold, Chaos all the while pulling back harder and harder on it. Finally, the champ manages to shift his legs out from under Chaos' feet. Chaos stumbles a bit, but keeps part of the hold on. Before he can get it locked back in fully, Revision throws his legs back and manages to drape one over the bottom rope, forcing Chaos to break it. Chaos holds on for a good four seconds, though, finally throwing the champ down in disgust at having to break the hold that could've won him the match. Chaos walks across the ring, waiting for Revision to get back up to his feet, charging forward with a LARIA-NO! Revision ducks under it, dropping down to dodge a second one from behind as Chaos comes off the ropes, quickly jumping up to his feet and throwing himself up in the air for a Spinning Wheel Kick! Revision connects solidly with Chaos' jaw, sending both men down to the mat, the crowd letting out a cheer for the champ's attempt to get back into the match. Both men get up around the same time, Revision suddenly running straight past Chaos, but grabbing his head as he does, dashing up the ropes and flipping back into the FULL CIRCLE!!! Chaos lands right on his head, Revision quickly pushing him over onto his back to hook his leg for a pin. 1...2...TH-NO! Chaos kicks out.

Revision sits up, holding his head for a few moments and letting out a sigh of frustration, but quickly gets up afterwards, pulling Chaos over towards the corner. Leaving him on the mat, he climbs to the outside, starting up the turnbuckles. Before he can get steadied on the top rope, Chaos is up on his feet, moving forward to throw a shoulder right up into Revision's mid-section. Chaos climbs up onto the second rope, but Revision quickly grabs his head to try and stun him with forearm strikes. Chaos responds with punches, however, Revision quickly coming back with more forearms. The two start to climb up to the top rope, but still fighting over control, but Revision manages to win it with a final clubbing forearm, immediately shoving Chaos down from the corner afterwards. Revision quickly drops down, turning to face the crowd and spreading his legs out to hit the top rope, flipping back into a CORKSCREW SPLIT-LEGGED MOONSAULT!!! The crowd bursts into cheers for the high-flying move, Revision clutching his stomach for a few moments afterwards, but quickly drops back down over him and hooks his leg. 1...2...TH-NOOO!!! Chaos manages to get a shoulder up, the crowd and Revision looking surprised at that one. The icon starts to pull Chaos back up to his feet, but the innovator of violence quickly hits him with a hard right hand, sending Revision stumbling away from him. As he turns around, Chaos runs toward him, throwing out another LARIA-NO! Revision ducks under it, flinging himself backwards into a BACKFLIP KICK! The icon lands it right on Chaos' forehead, sending him hard down to the mat, once again managing to use his quickness to his advantage here. The icon quickly crawls over him for another pin. 1...2...Chaos kicks out. Revision quickly rolls up to his feet, though, turning away from Chaos and throwing both arms in the air, jumping back into a Sky Twister Press to show the crowd he does TOO MANY FLI-NO! Chaos throws his leg up and KICKS REVISION'S HEAD OUT OF THE AIR! Chaos' boot connects with the back of Revision's head as he starts to flip back for the move, sending him sprawling down to the mat, the crowd cringing at that as Revision flops onto his side and clutches his head in pain.

Chaos takes some time getting up to his feet, letting himself recover, knowing that he has some extra time to spare. As Revision makes it to his feet, Chaos charges forward, only to be hit with a ROARING SHOTE-NO! Chaos ducks under it, coming back off the ropes and grabbing Revision, jumping over him and pulling him down into a SUNSET FLIP! 1...2...Revision kicks out, but Chaos holds onto him, immediately beginning to spin them both rapidly around the ring in a ROLLING CRADLE!!! 1...2...TH-NO! Revision kicks out, the crowd letting out a sigh of relief at that. Both men seem a little bit dizzy getting up to their feet, but Chaos has the help of the ropes, Revision stumbling up to a vertical base. He looks back over his shoulder, then suddenly throws himself into another BACKFLIP KICK...But misses Chaos entirely! Apparently his dizziness threw Revision off, seeing as the kick was about three feet to the left of where Chaos was standing. As Revision gets up to his feet, Chaos nonchalantly moves to the ropes, coming off of them to take Revision's head off with a huge LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Revision goes flying over to land face-down from the force of the move, Chaos quickly turning him over for a pin. 1...2...THR-NOOOO!!! Somehow, Revision manages to get his shoulder up off the mat, refusing to stay down and lose his title. Chaos slowly shakes his head, dropping down over Revision for another pin to make sure. 1...2...TH-NO! Again, just barely, Revision manages to get his shoulder up. Chaos gets up to his feet, watching as Revision slowly starts to do the same, then mockingly kicks him in the face a few times. The strikes are just hard enough to annoy the champ, finally making him block one of the kicks and shove Chaos' leg away, only to get a powerful one right into the jaw, sending him stumbling back into the ropes. However, Revision comes right back off the ropes, this time knocking Chaos back hard with a SHOTEI!

Chaos quickly recovers from it, responding with a hard right hand, only to get a forearm in return, the two men trading strikes for a few moments until Revision manages to get a flurry of forearms going, throwing knees into Chaos' mid-section to keep the pressure on, knocking him all the way back into the corner. Unfortunately for him, Chaos soon fights back with some vicious punches right into Revision's jaw, sending him back towards the middle of the ring, where Chaos spins around to take him out with a DISCUS PUN-NO! Revision ducks under it, spinning around to blow Chaos away with a ROARING SHOTEEEEEEEIIIIIIII!!!! Both men go down after that one, the crowd cheering loudly now for the intensity of the two wrestlers. Both men get back up to their feet, but Chaos is the first to act, suddenly throwing a boot into Revision's stomach, pulling him into a Standing Head Scissors and hooking one arm, the crowd already up on their feet as he hooks Revision's leg, lifting him up for the SOUTHIE PRIDE DRIVAAAAAAHHHH-NOOOO!!! Revision widens his base, refusing to be lifted up for the move, finally managing to pull back and hit Chaos with a few forearms, suddenly connecting with a Dropkick that sends him hard into the turnbuckles. Chaos stumbles out of the corner, Revision getting up at the same time to duck under a wild punch, pulling him up into a Half Nelson Clutch, crying out in exertion as he manages to fall back and send Chaos back with a WE'RENOTGONNATAKEITPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! The crowd bursts into cheers at the counter, Chaos slowly crawling out from the corner and starting to get up to one knee after several moments, Revision lying on the ground almost the entire time as he tries to recover. Finally, the icon runs past Chaos, coming back to finish the match with the ONE HIT WONDEROOOOOO-NOOOOO!!! Chaos turns around at the last second, grabbing Revision and spinning him around right into the BUNKER HILL BUSTAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH-NOOOOOOO!!! REVISION COUNTERS IT INTO A SATELLITE HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN!!!

Chaos quickly rolls up to his feet with the momentum of the move, only to get hit right across the jaw with a running SHOTEEEIIIII!!! The challenger stumbles back a step, but turns around...Right into a SUPERKICK! This one sends Chaos stumbling back into the corner, his arms wrapped around the top rope, the only thing keeping him up. Revision takes a few deep breaths, then throws one arm up in the air, quickly launching himself into a cartwheel, then a back-handspring, spinning around one more time to slam his forearm into Chaos' jaw LIKE A HURRICANE~! Revision falls into the ropes beside Chaos, the match having taken its toll on the champion as well as Chaos slowly walks out of the corner, then drops down to one knee, trying as hard as he can to stand up, but seeming to be fighting unconsciousness at this point. Revision sees his chance, running to the ropes once more and coming back to connect with the ONE HIT WONDEROOOOOOOO!!!! Chaos drops down face-first to the mat, Revision slowly turning to push him over onto his back, dropping down over him weakly for a pin. 1...2...THREE!!!

The crowd lets out a huge cheer as Revision rolls off of Chaos, breathing heavily and shaking his head, the match having taken a lot out of the champion.

Roselyn: Here is your winner, and STILL GWA Openweight Champion...REEEEEVIIIIISIOOOOONNNN!!!

The champ is helped to his feet by the referee, who also hands him his title belt, raising his arm up in the air. Revision clutches the belt to his chest one with one hand, still panting, but seeming to be getting into the celebration now as he smiles widely, walking away from the ref to raise his belt up in the air towards the crowd. Laying it over one shoulder, he walks over to Chaos, who is just now starting to get up, and grins down at him for a few moments before giving the challenger a nod and heading over to exit the ring. Reaching up, the icon pulls his headband off and tosses it into the crowd, holding the belt high up in the air as he makes his way to the back.

Prince Kira Ukonvasara
Captain


Prince Kira Ukonvasara
Captain

PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:38 pm


The ring has been cleared after the prior match and the GWA crowd waits patiently for the next big match to start. The lights dim quietly on the gym as “Hide” by RED starts up on the speaker. Flashes of white the blue circle the back curtain as the crowd begins to cheer for who they know will step out from behind the ring soon. The guitar and bass kick in as the lights seem to meet at the base of the curtain.

Waste away, I'm crawling blind
Followed by what I left inside
For you, just you
I'm caught in place
But I ignore
What I can't erase

The first verse finishes and none other then the Silver Flame him self steps out from behind the curtain pushing it to the side and absorbing all of the crowd’s cheers for him. He plats his feet and hits his signature pose, his arms out and above his head.

I will run and hide 'til
Memories fade away
And I will leave behind a
Love so strong

The chorus hits and he holds the pose till the end of it giving the fans a bit of a treat. He drops the pose as the second verse begins.

Close my eyes, these voices stay
Haunting me, I can't escape
And for you, just you
Time will always wait
While I throw away
What I can't replace

He makes his way down the isle slapping hands with as many of his loving fans as he possibly can, showing them just how much they really do mean to him.

I will run and hide 'til
Memories fade away
And I will leave behind a
Love so strong

I will run and hide 'til
Memories fade away
And I will leave behind a
Love so strong

He leaps up onto the ring apron and leaps over the ropes into it. The crowd at this point is all over him cheering his name as he takes it all in feeding off of them.

I will run and hide
And I will leave behind

Finally Ice hops onto the top of a turnbuckle and hits his pose one more time as the final chorus plays, catching it just as it starts. The blue and white lights all focus on him for a second as the music fades and he hops off of the turnbuckle ready for his opponents. He doesn’t have to wait long as the quiet introduction of “Wake Up” by the Lost Prophets plays and the lights in the arena dim. Blue light fills the room as white spotlights search the crowd and eventually settle down on the deep blue curtain. The drums and bass kick in to the song and Sparco walks out from behind the curtain energetically. He slaps hands at the top of the aisle while the white spotlights flash and a couple searches the crowd around the room.
“So are we lost or do we know,
which direction we should go?
Sit around and wait for someone,
To take our hands and lead the way.”


The first verse plays and the white lights slow down and follow Sparco’s slow descent down the aisle, slapping hands as he walks. He stops at the bottom of aisle just as the pre-chorus starts to play.
“Cause every day we're getting older,
and every day we all get colder,
we’re sick of waiting for our answers...”


As soon as the chorus hits in, Sparco flies under the bottom rope and runs across the ring and poses at the two furthest turnbuckles while the chorus plays.
“Wake up, Wake up, Wake up,
Yeah I'm so tired of waiting, waiting for us to
Wake up, Wake up, Wake up,
Yeah I'm so sick of waiting, for us to make a move.”

The former Openweight Champion stands up in the ring and look at his fellow team GWA member. Ice and Sparco look to be about to share a couple of words but they are cut off as Rammstein’s "Reise, Reise" hits the speakers signaling the arrival of one man.

dOhh...whe...
dOhh...whe...
dOhh...whe...
dOhh...whe...

the intro to Reise Reise soars throughout the arena like a hawk with a chivalrous cry. The spotlight is quickly hurried over into the direction of the illustrious black curtain. Hated then swats the curtain away with his arm, moving along, entering the sight of everyone in attendance. An equal amount of both cheers and sorrows fill the venue, reflecting off of each wall, back and forth, up and down::

Auch auf den Wellen wird gefochten
Wo Fisch und Fleisch zur See geflochten
Der eine sticht die Lanz' im Heer
Der andere wirft sie in das Meer

Ah.......Ahoi...

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Jeder tut's auf seine Weise
Der eine st��t den Speer zum Mann
Der andere zum Fische dann

::Hated halts his movement in the middle of the isle to extend his arms outward, with his head facing the ground. With his pose still in effect, Hated turns in a 360 to show off his poised position to the crowd. After the turn is through, AC brings his head back up to face the ring. Roselyn Peters steps out of the squared circle, as Hated scales up the steel steps into the ring::

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Und die Wellen weinen leise
In ihrem Blute steckt ein Speer
Bluten leise in das Meer

Die Lanze muss im Fleisch ertrinken
Fisch und Mann zur Tiefe sinken
Wo die schwarze Seele wohnt
ist kein Licht am Horizont

Ah........Ahoi...


:The Cynical Shogun enters the ring, and stays mobile, climbing onto the left turnbuckle of the south ropes. AC again extends his arms with his head facing downward. He then quickly brings his head up to look up into the air, and then hops down from the turnbuckle right into a three way stare off between the three members of team GWA standing the ring. The crowd is hot seeing three of their favorite men standing the ring about the square off in a match that can only be assumed to show us who the leader of team GWA is. The referee for the match Justin Mayfair enters the ring and quickly checks everyone before signaling the ringing of the bell.

DING DING DING

The bell rings but there is no rush to get things started between the three team mates. Instead Sparco stands forward and offers up the first handshake of the match to Ice. Ice looks down at it for a second the then accepts the handshake. Sparco then does the same for Hated leaving Hated and Ice to shake. The two former rivals share a tension filled hand shake before SPARCO SUDDENLY ROLLS UP HATED! Out of nowhere, the “Prolixus” rolls up Hated into a small package looking to end the match quickly. Ice is pushed back a bit as Mayfair hits the mat but isn’t able to get his hand down once before Hated pushes up. Both men get to their feet Sparco ready for a little retaliation, but Hated with an interesting look on his face. “I can’t decide if I’m mad at you for trying that, or kind of proud that you’d have to balls to-“ Hated is cut off suddenly by Ice who grabs his shoulders out of nowhere and falls to the mat driving his knees into his back nailing a LUNGBLOWER! Hated rolls off of Ice and arches his back to try and dull the pain as The Silver Flame nips up wastes no time in going after Sparco, trying to nail a lariat which the former Openweight Champion ducks and turns around as Ice hits the ropes behind him and comes back right into a big back body drop from Sparco. Ice gets serious air before landing hard RIGHT ONTOP OF HATED. This knocks the breath out of Hated and he pushes Ice off of him before rolling under one of the ropes, not leaving the ring, but hoping for a second to catch his breath. Sparco doesn’t let Hated have much time however as he hits the ropes behind him and nails the Cynical Shogun in the side with a Baseball Slide sending him off of the ring apron and crashing out onto the floor below. Sparco stands to his feet before turning around and NAILING ICE IN THE NECK WITH A BIG ENZURGURI TO THE NECK dropping the Silver Flame again to the mat.

This time, it’s his turn to n** back up and play to the crowd a little showing everyone that he is in control of this match-up. He decides not to play around too much though after he remembers the craftiness of his two competitors and he grabs Ice and whips him into the ropes before leaping into the air and planting him into the mat with a big Hurricarana. This dazes Ice leaving him open for Sparco to wrap his arms around the Silver Flame’s neck and apply a deep sleeper hold. Now this isn’t normally Sparco’s game, but Sparco knows that he has to really ground Ice before he gets fired up. Sparco holds on long enough to give Ice keep Ice a little dazed and then drops the hold before delivering a low dropkick to the back of his head. Ice’s head whiplashes hard and he lies back down on the mat holding it. Sparco still doesn’t let up, hitting the ropes, and then coming back to land a leg drop right onto the neck of Ice before covering him. Mayfair is able to get his hand down once before The Silver Flame kicks up. Sparco gets back to his feet and IS JUMPED FROM BEHIND BY HATED. Hated delivers a couple of quick forearm shots to the back of the neck of Sparco before turning him around and throwing the lighter man over his head in a belly to bell Suplex that sends Sparco half way across the ring. He then decides to continue to work on ice by lifting him to his feet and nailing a couple of right hands right to his jaw before planting him back down to the mat with a big DDT. Hated then continues Sparco’s work by wrapping his arms around the neck of ice and squeezing hard trying to cut off his air supply and make him faint. Unlike Sparco, Clearwater is going for the win. He isn’t able to lock the hold in very long though as from behind him Sparco walks up and wraps his legs around the neck of Hated and drops to the mat locking in a wicked leg scissors on Hated who continues to hold onto the sleep applied to Ice.

Sparco continues to use his strong legs to choke the Cynical Shogun out as Hated him self uses all of his energy to squeeze the air from Ice’s lungs. After a couple of more seconds of this hated decides that not fainting is more important then picking up the victory right now and he drops the hold on Ice in an effort to get out of the hold that Sparco has him in. Andrew Clearwater pries his arms in-between Sparco’s leg and his neck and manages to pull apart his legs releasing the hold. Hated pulls his head out and tries to be the first to his feet but Sparco, being the faster of the two, manages to n** up quickly but decides not to do anything and let Hated get to his feet instead. The two have a small stare off which is interrupted by Ice suddenly who turns Clearwater around and STARTS A HAIL OF KICKS TO BOTH MEN! He delivers kick after kick alternating legs and targets sending shock waves through the bodies of both Hated and Sparco before turning to Sparco and NAILING HIM WITH AN ARTIC FLASH! Sparco goes down hard and Ice turns to Hated and tries the same thing but Hated has it scouted and ducks it lifting Ice up onto his shoulders in an Electric Chair position. Hated then stumbles over to the ropes and attempts to throw Ice off of his shoulders and out of the ring but Ice locks his legs, uses the momentum and brings Hated with him in a reverse Hurricarana sending both men tumbling over the top rope only to crash to the hard floor below them. The crowd pops loud for the sick bump that both hated and Ice take as they lay on the floor trying to regain their strength. Various chants for all three men start up as the o0ne who gets to his feet first will surly have the advantage. Slowly Hated and Ice both make it to their feet and start to trade blows, Hated with stiff stiff STIFF punches to the jaw of Ice, and Ice with stiff stiff STIFF kicks to the leg and side. The strike fest doesn’t last long because out of nowhere SPARCO FLIES THROUGH THE ROPES NAILING A TOPE SUICIDA on Hated and Ice. Together all three of the men crash to the floor again and again the crowd pops for the amazing stunt they have just witnessed.

Sparco is the first of the three to his feet and he again motions to the crowd a bit before deciding to go back to work on Ice and picking him up. Sparco pulls him over to the ring and smashes his head against the apron before sliding him back into the ring. Sparco follows him in and grabs the Silver Flame, whipping him into the corner before running at him and leaping up nailing Ice with a flying Leg Lariat. Sparco recovers quickly and grabs Ice’s shoulders before sending him flying with a big Monkey Flip that lands Ice in the center of the ring. Sparco then hops up on top of the turnbuckle and sets up for a Moonsault. He takes a look back to make sure that Ice is still there and then flies backwards looking to nail Ice with the Moonsault. Ice has this scouted and rolls forward to escape the move and make Sparco cause some damage to him self. This works half of the way as Sparco sees that ice has moved and completes the flip landing on his feet. He then drops a couple of quick boots to the head of Ice before hitting the ropes and dropping a knee to the back of his head. This almost knocks out Ice leaving plenty of time for the Prolixus to climb up onto the turnbuckle again this time setting up for the DISASTER NOT ADVERTED-HATED PULLES SPARCO OFF OF THE TURNBUCKLE. At the last second before Sparco would have jumped, Hated leaps onto the ring apron and grabs him pulling him backwards and off of the turnbuckle causing him to falls to the floor. Sparco lands hard and Hated climbs the turnbuckle pointing to his elbow showing that he is going to land a quick MOONSHINE-ICE LANDS A KILLER ENZURGURI KNOCKING HATED OFF OF THE TURNBUCKLE! Out of nowhere, Ice jumps onto the second buckle and leaps up sending his foot crashing into the side of Hated’s head. Hated is knocked off of the turnbuckle and lands in the ring completely out of it.

Ice now has total advantage of the match and looks outside the ring to check if Sparco is still down. ‘The Prolixus’ is still down, so Ice goes to work on Hated. He drops the knee on Hated’s chest a couple of times before pulling him to his feet. There, Ice smacks him in the head with a couple of fore-arms before bending down, grabbing Hated around the waist and bending back into a Northern Light Suplex! Ice quickly covers his ex-rival but referee Mayfair can only get a count of two before Hated rolls the shoulder. Ice then lifts Hated from the mat and kicks him a couple of times in the knees before whipping him against the ropes. As Hated comes running back at Ice, The Silver Flame goes for a lariat but Clearwater ducks underneath it and bounces of the opposite ropes. Luckily Ice catches Hated off guard as he comes back at him again and ICEBERG SPEARS HIM INTO THE MAT! Ice quickly goes for the cover again, but again Mayfair only manages to a count of two. Ice slowly gets to his feet but he stays cool and calm and picks Hated up from the floor mat and throws him into the turnbuckle. Ice walks after him and begins a vicious assault of kicks starting low until after a dozen kicks he jumps up and NAILS HATED WITH A VICIOUS KICK TO THE HEAD! Clearwater looks almost unconscious as he falls out of the corner and onto the mat. Ice smiles and slowly climbs the same turnbuckle and turns to face Hated. He signals that he’s going for a shooting star press! He turns to see if Sparco is watching him about to use The Prolixus’ own finisher but as he does he receives a huge kick to the face! Sparco had jumped onto the apron, onto the top rope and hit Ice with a SPRINGBOARD ENZURGURI TO THE HEAD!! Ice’s body falls high from the top turnbuckle and lands motionless next to Hated’s stirring body. Sparco quickly stands next to ‘The Silver Flame’ and jokily shouts “I told you I’m better at Enziguris than you!”

As Sparco taunts Ice, Hated has managed to get to a vertical base. Sparco and Hated stare each other down as Ice lays motionless between them and after a few seconds they nod and bend down to pick Ice up. Doubling teaming the Silver Flame they throw him against the ropes and as he comes back they both hold out their elbows and Ice runs straight into them knocking himself to the mat. Again, the two men pick Ice from the floor and lift Ice high into the air in a double-team vertical Suplex! After a few seconds of swaying in the air the two GWA patriots let Ice fall down to the mat. Once more, they lift Ice to his feet and throw him into one of the corners and the Silver Flame lies against the turnbuckle. Just as Hated was about to run into the corner with a big boot, Sparco holds out his arm and stops him. Hated looks confused and is about to ask him why he stopped him but Sparco grins and runs into the corner himself, hitting Ice with a big body splash! Sparco stays on his feet and turns expecting to see a big ‘thumbs up’ from Hated but instead receives a kick to the lower abdomen and sharp DDT INTO THE MAT! Hated looks down at Sparco smiling but as he gives his attention back to Ice he’s hit with an ARTIC FLASH! Sparco is quick to his feet from the DDT but as he turns around he’s met with another ARTIC FLASH!! Ice then stands between the two me lying on the mat and begins to soccer kick them in the stomach’s alternating between the two wrestlers. Each time he let out one of the vicious kicks he shouted a word with it. “DOUBLE-TEAMING-IS-FOR-WIMPS!” After giving Hated the final kick he walks over to Sparco, lifts him via his hair and throws him against the ropes. As Sparco comes running back he drops him with a RUNNING ICEBERG SPEAR!

Ice literally dives over his team-mate to get the pin and referee Mayfair begins the count. ONE TWO TH-HATED BREAKS UP THE PIN! From what looks like it could be the end of the match, Hated runs out and breaks up the pin attempt before Ice could win the match. He then lifts Ice up and begins chopping him like crazy in the chest! He backs Ice into a corner as Sparco slips out the ring for a breather. Hated then climbs onto the bottom rope and begins to punch Ice in the head much to the appreciation of the audience. The crowd begins to count the punches: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! And just as Hated was about to land the eighth punch Ice manages to throw Hated off from on top of him and Hated stumbles out into the centre of the ring. But before Ice has chance to even take a breath. Hated runs back into the corner with a BIG KNEE RIGHT INTO THE GUT OF ICE! Ice keels over and Hated drags him out into the centre of the ring. There he grabs Ice and lifts him into a vertical suplex! But he keeps the hold locked as they hit the floor and he quickly lifts Ice into a SECOND vertical suplex! Again he keeps the hold tightly locked and finally he lifts Ice up INTO A THIRD VERTICAL SUPLEX! He quickly gets to his knees next to Ice and exhausted, he flops on top of Ice for the pin. Mayfair quickly dives down in his over-exaggerated way and begins the count. ONE TWO-KICKOUT! Ice quickly rolls the shoulder out from underneath Hated. Clearwater is in disbelief but tries to stay calm and lifts Ice to his feet once more. Hated is out of breath but he chops Ice in the chest a couple of times before attempting to hit him with an AIR SUPPLY TO ICE-NO! Sparco jumps from the top rope with a SPRINGBOARD 360 LEG LARIAT RIGHT INTO BOTH MEN! This receives a huge pop from the crowd as the three team-mates lie motionless on the ground as the ref stands above them hoping they are ok.

The crowd in attendance start to chant “GWA! GWA! GWA!” as all three men begin to shakily make it to their feet. They all manage a vertical base at about to the same time and Ice acts first, hitting Hated with a forearm shot, however as he does so Sparco turns to him and hits him with a chop. Hated then open hands Sparco and three of them go at it. Eventually Hated evades a fore-arm strike from Sparco, stepping out of the triangle. Sparco tries to quickly turn to Ice but he’s too late and is hit with another ARTIC FLASH! But less than a second after the foot connects with Sparco face, Hated runs in-between Ice’s legs lifting him up into a HUGE RUNNING POWERBOMB! Hated is now in control, but leaves Ice to roll beneath the ropes to take a breather. He turns to Sparco who is just about on his feet and runs in with a big knee sending the lightweight to his knees. Hated lifts Sparco back to his feet using The Prolixus’ hair and quickly uses a fireman’s carry on Sparco to put him on the floor. Clearwater then walks to The Prolixus’ powerful legs and locks them up in a Boston Crab! Sparco begins to squeal in agony and he looks for a set of ropes but realises he’s in the centre of the ring. Surprisingly Hated lets go of the hold after a few seconds and Sparco begins to crawl towards the nearest set of ropes to haul himself up. Clearwater stops him and stomps on the left ankle several times before LOCKING IT UP IN AN ANKLE LOCK!! Unluckily for Hated, Sparco read it coming and used the ropes, his arms and his right leg to stand up although Hated still had the very painful move locked in place. Sparco fought the pain putting both hands on the top rope and LITERALLY THREW HIMSELF AND HATED OVER THE TOP ROPE! Sparco’s body crashes down against the hard floor but he’s better off than Hated who slams hard against the metal guard rail before dropping to the floor. The crowd standing next to guard rail all get out of their seats, cheering for the wrestlers and showing their appreciation. Sparco is first up and leans against the guard rail to catch his breath while Hated is kneeling on the floor seeming to have hurt his leg when he was flung against the guard rail. Sparco lifts his head after hearing the crowd cheering wildly to see a massive leg make contact with his face and he falls to the floor limp as ICE HITS HIM WITH A STEP-UP ENZURGURI USING HATED AS THE STEP UP!

“I THINK I’M BETTER AT ENZURGURIS, DON’T YOU AGREE?!” Ice calls to the limp Sparco, smiling as the crowd nearby laugh and cheer. Hated starts to get to his feet still dazed from the hit against the guard rail. Ice notices that Hated is starting to get up facing away from him and Sparco. Ice smiles and whispers something to the crowd nearby him and Hated slowly turns... DIIIIIAMOND STORRRM TO HATED ON THE OUTSIDE! Ice gets up from on top of Hated and looks chuffed with what he just pulled off, but suddenly he’s hit from behind with an elbow and thrown into the ring by Sparco. Sparco rolls under the bottom rope, following Ice. The two men stand in the ring with a quick stare down before they lock up and go into a test of strength. Ice starts to take advantage and slowly pushes Sparco back into a corner. Ice squares up a powerful chop but just as he releases it, Sparco ducks underneath the swinging arm and uses a quick roll-up on Ice! ONE TWO-KICKOUT! A sigh of relief is heard from the audience, no-one wanting the match to end with an anti-climax. The two friends lock up again but this time Ice takes advantage early, hitting him with a knee but Sparco grabs a hold of the raised leg and flips him back in a Fisherman Suplex! Sparco holds the pin and the referee begins the count. ONE TWO TH-KICKOUT! Ice quickly kicks out of the pin attempt and Sparco starts to get frustrated. He swiftly pins Ice again but The Silver Flame kicks out at two. Sparco starts ‘pointing the finger’ at the ref, accusing him of slow counts. But Sparco didn’t manage to get his argument out as Ice catches him with a school boy! Referee Mayfair dives down and counts a little quicker than usual. ONE TWO TH-KICKOUT! Sparco kicks out and stands up shocked but as he turns to Ice he’s hit in the stomach with an ARTIC FLASH and Sparco keels over, for Ice to grab him IN A POWERFUL ZEEEEEERRO DRIVERRRR!! Sparco’s body lies limp on the mat as Ice dives over him for the winning pin.
ONE-TWO-THR-WHAT THE?!

Just as the entire crowd thinks Ice has won, Hated reaches into the ring, pulls Ice’s leg and pulls him out onto the floor thus breaking the pinfall. Hated wants revenge for the Diamond Storm earlier and the two men go at it outside the ring. Sparco is still lying motionless in the ring as Hated begins to take advantage outside. He grabs Ice by the hair and smacks his head of the apron before lifting him up and dropping him with a powerslam. Hated then goes down on the floor with Ice and grabs him in a front headlock. He slowly lifts Ice to his feet, keeping the headlock tightly in place and Hated them aims up and charges at the steel guard rail attempting to slam Ice’s head into it. The Silver Flame manages to evade the move put his foot out against the rail and the momentum of the charge SENT HATED OVER THE GUARD RAIL AND INTO THE CROWD! The crowd quickly moved away from the area leaving Hated in a pile of steel chairs as Ice slowly standing of the guard rail finding his balance. Once he’s found it he puts one foot on an erected chair and the other on the rail. Ice bends down and offers a hand to Hated who appears to accept it but doesn’t get chance to as out of nowhere SPARCO HITS A SPRINGBOARD DEE-ENN-AAY OFF THE TOP ROPE, TAKING ICE FROM THE TOP OF THE RAIL!!! The three wrestlers again lie motionless in a pile of tangled limbs, chairs and discarded food carton as the arena is filled with the chant of: “HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t!”

Hated is the first one to untangle him self from the others and he pulls him self over the rail and back into the ring area. Sparco is next, the first to actually stand, and he steps over the rail and goes back to work on Hated delivering a couple of hard forearms before sliding him back into the ring. Sparco follows him in and catches him as he gets to his feet, grabbing Hated and whipping him into the ropes before leaping up and nailing the Cynical one with a killer standing dropkick which the Prolixus follows with a pin. Mayfair is only able to hit the mat once before hated slides his shoulder up proving that he still has a bit of life left in him. Sparco is about to follow up with another big move but Ice has finally gotten to his feet and is trying to pull him self into the ring. Instead of letting the Silver Flame get back into the game, Sparco nails him with a huge Baseball Slide sending Ice back to the ground hard. Sparco then turns back to Hated who is back to his feet suddenly and right in Sparco’s face slapping him hard in the face before grabbing him and turning him upside down looking for the BIG-O-SPARCO ROLLS HATED UP BLOCKING THE MOVE! 1….2….ICE GRABS SPARCO AT THE LAST MOMENT! Just when it looked like Sparco had the match won, Ice slid into the ring and grabbed Sparco breaking the hold. The crowd goes into a frenzy, half because of the close call and the other half because the match gets to continue. Sparco stays on the mat still reeling a bit from the smack Hated gave him, Hated is catching his breath in one of the corners and Ice in the other.

Slowly Sparco gets to his feet and the other two men look ready as well. The chants start up again as each member of the audience picks their respective team GWA member to root for. The cheering only gets louder as all three men meet in the center once again in a bit of a stare off. The tension grows as all three of these respected men run their battle plans through their heads, each one knowing that they are in the final act of this match. Finally the cease fire is broken by Hated who lashes out stiffly striking Sparco in the jaw who in return chops Ice hard across the chest who turns around and completes the circle by kicking Hated hard in the chest. PUNCH-CHOP-KICK-PUNCH-CHOP-KICK, this pattern continues as the crowd begins to mark out to this new development. They go at it in a three way circle for a couple of minutes before Hated breaks the chain and LARAITS THE HELL OUT OF ICE dropping him to the mat. He then turns back around and unleashes a torrent of rights and lefts at Sparco backing him into the turnbuckle. Hated lifts him up and sets up for a Superplex but before he can complete the move, Ice comes up from behind him and drills him in the lower back with a dropkick causing him to drop his hold on Sparco. Ice then gets back to his feet and leaps up grabbing the back of his head and falling back into a SUPER FALLING NECKBREAKER. Sparco sees his chance and flies off of the turnbuckle NAILING THE DNA ON HATED! The crowd pops loud for this maybe seeing a pin in Sparco’s future. However Ice is back to his feet by now and delivers a hard kick to the back of Sparco’s head before the count can even begin.

Sparco shrugs off the kick and leaps to his feet before jumping up and smashing Ice in the side of his head with a big ENZURGURI! Ice stumbles a bit to his left but doesn’t go down, instead he turns to Sparco and says “Too weak, let me show you how it’s done!” At this ice him self leaps up and nails Sparco with an ENZURGURI of his own. Sparco mimics Ice, stumbling a bit but refusing to go down. He then comes back with a powerful STEP UP ENZURGURI and again Ice refuses to fall and comes back with a STEP UP ENZURGURI of his own-BUT SPARCO CATCHES HIS LEG AND LIFTS HIM UP IN A POWERBOMB POSITION BEFORE KILLING ICE WITH THE INSUFFISANCE A SUIVRE!!!! The Powerbomb to Facebuster floors the Silver Flame and Sparco is about to go for a pin but Hated manages to get to his feet holding his ribs and nails the Prolixus in the face with a heavy forearm. Sparco stumbles back a bit but comes back with a forearm of his own starting a brutal physical exchange of forearms, kicks, and chops, as both men try to topple their opponent and gain the ultimate advantage in the match.

Finally Hated gets the upper hand with a stiff shot to the jaw making Sparco hesitate a second, just long enough for Hated to grab him up for a quick SUPLEX, and then A SECOND SUPLEX, and then a THIRD SUPLEX. Hated stands to his feet leaving Sparco on the ground, stares out into the crowd, and then picks him back up nailing a FOURTH SUPLEX, and a FIFTH SUPLEX, and a SIXTH SUP-SPARCO SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT AND FALLS BACKWARD LANDING BEHIND HATED AND RIGHT INTO A DIAMOND STORM FROM ICE! The Silver Flame waited until Sparco had reversed Hated and then went in for the kill dropping Sparco to the mat with his spinning spear. Hated comes to his senses quickly and turns around only to be kicked hard in the stomach by Ice who sets him up for the ZERO DRIV-HATED SPINS OUT OF IT AND GOES FOR A BIG LARAIT-ICE DUCKS THE LARAIT and hits the ropes coming back right into an ICEBERG SPEA-FAKE! At the last second Ice stops in his tracks and sticks his head in-between Hated’s knees before lifting up and dropping hated on his head NAILING THE DAI GUREN HYORINMARU DRIVER!!

The trump card of Ice drops Hated on his head leaving Ice to go for the pin. 1…..2…..3!!!!!!! The crowd goes into an uproar as Ice rolls off of Hated and stands to his feet trying to catch his breath. Mayfair grabs Ice’s hand and throws it up into the air to honor the victor of this contest between friends. With the GWA fans already riled up, Ice climbs the nearest turnbuckle and gives them a pose thanking them for their support. Ice spends a few seconds playing to the crowd before hopping off catching a breather as Hated and Sparco lick their wounds. He rolls out of the ring and looks out as the crowd continues to cheer for him and his opponents, each getting to their feet, look down at the man who took them both by surprise.

As Ice heads up towards the back, though, he is met on the middle of the entrance ramp by none other than Darson Grays! The crowd cheers loudly for the appearence of the newly-turned favorite, the Samoan smiling at Ice as he lifts up a microphone. Ice seems wary of him despite the fans' immediate acceptance, but willing to listen to what he has to say.

Dar: "We were enemies in the past, Ice. And I'm not here to make peace just this moment. Instead, I want to congratulate you on your win. And I want to let you know that I have a lot of respect for you, kid. You've shown some amazing spirit here. Tonight, I'm going to be taking the title from Steve Twist. And I'm announcing it right now that when I get that belt, you will be my first challenger!"

The crowd bursts into cheers for that, Ice looking surprised, then grateful, giving his thanks to Dar as the Samoan nods, both men reaching out to shake one another's hands. Dar quickly turns and raises Ice's arm up in the air for the crowd, then lets him go, heading backstage while Ice celebrates a little while longer, basking in the idea of his bright future.
PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:39 pm


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Prince Kira Ukonvasara
Captain


Prince Kira Ukonvasara
Captain

PostPosted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:43 pm


Roselyn Peters: "The following contest is the main event of the evening, scheduled for one fall with a 60 minute time limit, and is for the GWA Grand Championship!"

The lights in the arena rapidly dim down as an unfamiliar guitar riff comes over the sound system, mist rapidly shooting out of two jets aimed from either side of the entrance area. As the lights cut out fully, green laser lights begin to beam through the fog, sporadically changing their pattern to go with the beat of the song. The song briefly lowers in pace as the first verse begins, and out from the fog walks Darson Grays.

Animal grace in form and power
Dignity; a conscious thought
The judgement hour


An uproarious burst of cheers comes from the crowd at the appearence of Dar, a spotlight shining down on him. His attire is much different tonight, in fact having gone back to the same attire he wore at the beginning of his time in the GWA, with the leather jacket rather than a longcoat on. He hops from foot to foot a few times, shaking his head as he swivels his wrists, seeming to be loosening himself up for the match, then starts his way down the ramp.

To live in honor, quoting freedom's name
A noble stance, bearing a proudful mane
NOBLE SAVAGE


The Samoan seems very happy about the positive reactions he's getting from the fans, turning to smile out at the crowd as he works his way down towards the ring, finally stopping at the bottom of the ramp and looking up towards the ring for a few moments. After a deep breath, he charges forward and hops up onto the apron straight from the floor, quickly climbing through the ropes and straightening up to throw both arms up in the air.

Hope is born, a changing dawn
Bringing strange power
Transform, change form
Blend mind and matter


Walking across the ring, Dar gets up in the corner, pulling himself onto the second ropes and raising both arms high up in the air again, encouraging more cheers from the enthusiastic crowd, even cupping his hand to his ear to continue the praise. Dropping down from that corner, he heads to the opposite one, still wanting to hear more from the fans, shaking the top rope a few times to get them more riled up.

A voice of reason crying in the dark
A raging fire from a spark
Breathe through me

I'M A SAVAGE, I'M A KING
I fought deceivers, I conquered evil!
I'M A SAVAGE, I'M A KING
I fought deceivers, I conquered evil!


Finally, Dar drops back down from the corner, removing his jacket and handing it out to an official, stretching out quickly as "Noble Savage" by Virgin Steele goes into its guitar solo, slowly fading out as the lights come back up, leaving the fans ready for the entrance of the champion.

Saa saa yotte oide nozoite mi na (Come, come on, come over, look in)
Koyoi minasama ni o-okuri suru wa baby (Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, I present to you, baby)
Ari to arayuru ai nurari (Every bit smeared over with love)
Otanoshimi are (Enjoy!)


|Onto the large ramp that makes it's way directly to the ring steps the GWA Grand Champion, Steve "Savior" Twist, as DIABOLO -Lucifer- by BUCK-TICK plays to signal his arrival. Along with him is Saria Nalick, dressed in an outfit that seems made simply to exemplify her beauty. Besides having the GWA Grand Championship belt around his waist, Steve also has a bag full of something that he is dragging down the aisle with him. About a quarter of the way down the ramp Twist pauses as he looks out at the crowd and opens the bag.|

Uta ni dansu ayashii sake (Dance to the song, the bewitching sake)
Teeburu no shita harisakesou na (Looks like it will break open under the table)
Hashitanai mono hikarasete (Lighting up the vulgar things)
O-ki no mesu mama (The way they're ordered)


|From the inside of the bag Twist pulls out what appear to be t-shirts and starts handing them out to select members of the crowd. All these crowd members, for some reason, are female and it is shown why as the first few to receive these shirts open them up. Along with being Riona Langly t-shirts, someone who anyone following the GWA knows was fired recently, they have large bold letters placed on them in a way not to interfere with the original t-shirt design that say simply: NO TITS.|

Anata no yume ni (To your dreams)
Anata no sono hakanai (To your transience)
Kanpai shimashou (Let's make a toast)
Hora tenshi ga naiteiru (Look, the angels are crying)


|Laughing as he makes his way down the ramp while handing out more t-shirts, Twist doesn't even pay attention to his opponent in the ring. It's clear he's trying to get the advantage when it comes to mind games and this certainly may give him it. Meanwhile, the women in the crowd who don't know English, or at least what the letters Steve has placed on these shirts are, try to figure out what the meaning is behind them. The ones who do don't seem pleased although some of the single males in the crowd are very amused by this act.|

Aa konya mo chi ni mamireta (Ah, covered in blood again tonight)
Maou no hane buruu berubetto baby (The Devil's wings are blue velvet baby)
Togaru shippo muragaru shukujo (Pointed tail and swarming ladies)
Nemurenai yoru (A sleepless night)


|Getting closer to the ring, Steve notices that he's running out of shirts already. "********, I forgot this is Japan." Steve says to Saria who just nods at him, trying to hold in the laughter created by the reactions of the women in the crowd. When it appears Twist has run out of t-shirts he just starts pointing at women who haven't got one and says "Don't worry, we still have Hated shirts in stock. He's just as titless as you despite being a huge p***y."|

Anata no yami ni (To your dark)
Anata no sono kurayami ni (To that darkness of yours)
Kanpai shimashou (Let's make a toast)
Saigo no chi ga kareru made (Till the last of our blood has dried up)


|With the crowd now jeering him a lot when compared to how little Japanese wrestling crowds usually boo, Steve makes it the rest of the way down the ramp and steps onto the bottom rope of the ring. Deciding against entering, Steve turns back to Saria and kisses her for the hell of it and to make Darson wait a bit longer before this match can get underway.|

Anata no yume ni (To your dreams)
Anata no sono hakanai (To your transience)
Kanpai shimashou (Let's make a toast)
Hora tenshi ga naiteiru (Look, the angels are crying)
Namida karehateru made (Until the tears dry up)
O-kigen you sayonara (Adieu, goodbye)


|Finally, Steve enters the ring and prepares himself for what will no doubt be a grueling match ahead. Not having faced Darson in the ring for well over a year makes him a bit wary of what he will have to go against here tonight, but he has everything planned out in his head. Making sure that plan comes into action is the only thing he has to worry about now.|

Anata no yami ni (To your dark)
Anata no sono kurayami ni (To the darkness of yours)
Kanpai shimashou (Let's make a toast)
Saigo no chi ga kareru made (Raise up the last of the blood)
Anata no yume ni (To your dreams)
Anata no yami ni (To your darkness)
Kanpai! (Cheers!)


|As DIABOLO fades out, Roselyn Peters steps into the center of the ring to introduce the competitors in this contest.|

"Introducing first, from American Samoa, weighing in at 290 pounds and standing 6 feet 7 inches tall, he is a former BTWF World Heavyweight Champion, he is 'The Archetypal Assassin' DARSON GRAYS!!!"

|Darson steps out of his corner with his hand raised, sneering at the champion as the crowd cheers loudly for him. Considering Gaia's location compared to Japan's it's not too surprising that so many people know Dar, but even he seems a bit surprised by how much support he has gotten after just seeing the light again recently.|

"And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Saria Nalick, from Muskegon, Michigan, weighing in at 242 pounds and standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, he is the GWA Grand Champion, 'The Aphotic Rose' STEVE 'SAVIOR' TWIST!!!"

|Jeers come naturally for the GWA Grand Champion, who has held that crown for over a year now, and it's not surprising as to why when he keeps bickering with an audience who doesn't necessarily know what he's saying. All they know is that it isn't good and they're 100% correct on that as Steve finishes up cussing them out and hands his belt over to senior official Peter London who just seems happy that the heat isn't directed towards him for once. "You still suck London!" comes the ever familiar voice of the Chips Ahoy Samurai, who has lost a few of his outfit pieces due to various circumstances but has somehow made the trip to Kakihara Memorial Hall. Sighing, London hands the belt to the outside of the ring and signals for this match, quite possibly the biggest match Gaia wrestling has ever seen, to get underway.|

The bell rings...

Immediately things get heated as Twist and Darson rush at each other, a JUMPING KNEE meeting a CHARGING ELBOW!! Both men stumble back as this exchange comes up a draw, but Steve wastes no time in coming back towards Grays in his fighting stance, showing that he's decided to take this match a bit more seriously than usual. Dar also keeps himself ready for whatever may come at him as the two come towards the middle of the ring. A low kick from the champ catches the outside of Darson's left calf but it doesn't seem to effect the challenger at all. Hurting Darson wasn't what Twist was attempting anyway. All Steve wants is to find a way to get inside of Darson's range and take the pace of the match, but the elbows of the challenger will be difficult to get past. Taking a chance, Twist dives in shoulder first, only to end up getting pummeled in the head by an elbow from Grays. Standing his ground, Steve throws a chop at the chest of the challenger which actually rocks the big man slightly, but another elbow from Dar gets Steve to move away in a hurry. The crowd seems intrigued by the start of this match, not knowing what it will evolve into as it goes on, but being excited nonetheless. Circling around the ring, the two wrestlers seem to agree on trying out some actual wrestling rather than keeping to this striking as they move into the center again. A straight up collar and elbow tie-up between the two seems to show that they've calmed down a bit. This doesn't last as Darson throws a knee to the stomach of Twist that makes the champ fall on all fours. Suddenly, Grays goes down to the mat as well and attempts to hit Twist with some FIERCE KNEES!!! It's is highly unorthodox for Darson to use these so early, but he wants that championship belt now as he shows Steve by driving the first knee into the champion's head! A second knee comes close to connecting, but Twist slips out as he then stands quickly to his feet and gives the challenger a knee to the face of his own! Darson easily shrugs this off and gets to his feet as well, but Twist isn't going to let him off with such a simplistic display of resistance and chops the challenger in the chest prior to locking him in a front facelock.

Whether this will hold or not is anybody's guess as Grays attempts to throw "The Aphotic Rose" off of him by swinging back and forth. Holding his ground, Steve manages to get Darson to stop by repeatedly slamming him in the back of the neck with clubbing forearms. After this Twist grabs onto Darson's arm with his now free arm and locks the challenger into a Hammerlock as well prior to dropping down with a Hammerlock DDT. Keeping the Hammerlock applied after letting go of the front facelock, Steve rides the back of Grays as he tries to damage the right arm of his challenger by bending it into an extremely painful position. "C'mon Darson, you can do better than this!" Twist taunts as he nearly touches the back of Darson's hand to the back of his head with the hold. Angered by the arrogance of his old ally, Grays uses his strength to free his arm from Steve's grasp and then flings the champion off his back as he gets to his knees. "Now that's more like it." Steve says while standing back up. His cockiness ends up costing him however, as Darson turns around and rams Steve into the nearest corner with his shoulder. Feeling as if he was just gutted, Twist doesn't know what to do as Darson gets ready to unload on him. Elbows rain down on the face of the "Savior" as the crowd in the Kakihara Memorial Hall gives a loud ovation. After only a few elbows however, Twist slips out by dropping down to his bottom and exiting the ring as quickly as possible. "Time out referee." Shouts Steve as he is swiftly handed a towel and water bottle by Saria. Oddly enough, Darson doesn't even seem concerned by this as he waits inside the ring, knowing that Steve can't stay outside forever. Twist's confidence appears to fade slightly as he takes his time out due to Darson being unshaken by what almost seems to be a signature action of Steve now. Giving the water and towel back to Saria, Twist slides back into the ring where Darson doesn't bother to take advantage of him. "Wow, you really are taking the high route Dar." Twist says as he circles around the ring. "Unlike you." Darson replies as he closes in on Steve in a hurry and kicks the champion in the stomach, making him spew out the water he was going to spit at Dar.

"s**t..." Is the only thing Steve can mutter before Darson elbows him in the face and knocks him to the ground. "You should spend less time opening your big mouth if you want to trick me with something like that." Grays tells the champion before grabbing his right leg and turning him over into a Half Crab. Of course Darson doesn't forget to add the SAMOAN CRANK to this which keeps Twist in plenty of pain as he desperately tries to grab the near bottom rope. A few more moments of struggling allow Steve his reprieve from the Half Crab as he hangs on tightly to the bottom rope. Some booing comes from the crowd thanks to this break, most wanting to see the pained expression on Steve's face longer. Sensing their displeasure, Dar ignores the count from Peter London prior to dragging Twist into the center of the ring and placing him into an STF! It's pretty clear by the immense cheering that comes for this that the crowd is definitely behind Darson, not just for this match, but for a nice run at the top of the GWA when he wins. Even so, he still has the most dominate champion in Gaia history to get through. This is proving to be more troublesome than he expected as Twist manages to pull the 290 pound Darson along on his back to grab the bottom rope. 1...2...Grays breaks the hold, but doesn't let Steve get away by grabbing his legs and going to drag him back into the center of the ring again. Twist goes along with this just long enough to slip his right leg free from "The Archetypal Assassin" and turn over onto his back. From here Steve kicks the arm Darson has his other leg with away before rolling backwards to his knees. Grays isn't going to let Twist get away with this however as he goes to punt the head of Steve when he sits up. Luckily for Steve, he planned for such an action and grabs the leg of Darson before springing up and hitting Dar with a Single Leg Takedown. Swiftly passing the guard Dar puts up, Twist makes it around to the side of the challenger and nails him in the ribs with a couple of knees along with throwing a few closed fists into his face. Peter London tries to stop this assault by Steve due to it's possible illegality in wrestling, but Twist does so himself as he gets to a vertical base and stands on the throat of Darson.

1...2...3...4...London counts as Twist keeps his position until the last second where he steps off, only to step right back onto Dar's throat again. 1...2...3...4...This time, along with standing on his throat, Steve also wipes his other foot across the face of Grays until he has to get off to stop the DQ count. Laughing at the challenger, Steve then grabs onto Darson's near arm and quickly places him into a Jujigatame! "How do you like your favorite Pacific Islander now assholes?" Twist shouts at the fans who don't all get what he said, but jeer him anyway. Those who traveled from Gaia seem to lead the jeering squad for the "Savior" as they attempt to start a "Twist sucks" chant. Unfortunately "Twist" isn't the easiest word for the Japanese fans to pronounce and it fails shortly after it is started, amusing the GWA Grand Champion more as he tries to tear Darson's arm out. Not too long after this Grays is able to grab the near bottom rope which he has been slowly inching towards and Twist is forced to let go of the hold at a count of 4 by London. Upon getting to his feet Steve tries to drag Darson to his, but the large Samoan shoves Steve away towards the ropes and stands up where he shakes his arm out slightly. Not liking this impolite gesture by his former partner, Twist walks up to Grays and smacks him across the chest with a chop. This gets a smirk from Dar who checks his chest to see if something just hit him before he goes back to shaking out his arm like nothing happened. The fans find this act by the challenger quite funny as Steve hits another chop on Dar that gets a similar response. Being the only one not amused by Darson, Twist spits in the challenger's face and walks away. This proves to be a mistake as Darson quickly places Steve into a waistlock and dumps him on his head with a German Suplex! The champion rolls around in pain on the ground from this as Darson makes the first cover of the match, 1...2...Steve kicks out. Twist rolls out of the ring as fast as he can after this, not wanting to allow Dar with a chance to follow up on what may have not been the best move by the champion. Taking a seat down on the ground, Steve thinks about what to do next as Saria comforts him. Once again Grays doesn't seem to have any intentions of coming out to the floor, being perfectly fine with his spot inside the ring.

Standing up to his feet after Peter London tells him to get into the ring, Twist grabs the nearest microphone to him and starts berating Darson. "C'mon Kiwakaleuim Kemanloiewan c**t, get out of that ring and face me like a man! Because this time the only way you're going to get this belt is if you beat me for it, not some other schmoe like Omega!" This seems to get under the skin of Darson somewhat as he goes towards the ropes to exit the ring, only to move back away from them to annoy Steve. "I knew it, you don't have any ******** balls. You may be able to beat people who couldn't make it in the GWA and beat people back in the days of the BTWF who weren't any good at wrestling, but you ca-" Twist is suddenly cut off as Darson runs across the ring and nails Steve with a Baseball Slide that knocks him into the ring barricade! With the crowd fully behind him, Darson waits until Steve is back on his feet outside of the ring before diving through the ropes with an ELBOW SUICIDA!! The challenger nearly beheads the champ with this as they collide and end up in a heap on the outside of the ring. Saria is quick in pulling Steve away from Darson, but it's clear he has been knocked loopy with that last move and it's going to take a bit for him to revive. Darson, on the other hand, stands to his feet and shoves Saria away from "The Aphotic Rose" prior to lifting him off the ground and throwing him back into the ring. "If you don't want to get hurt you best stay the ******** out of this." Grays tells Saria prior to turning back towards the ring and sliding in. Not wasting anymore time than this, Dar covers the stationary body of Steve once he is back in the ring, 1...2...Twist kicks out. Not being surprised by this, Darson gets back to a vertical base and brings Steve up into a standing head scissors. This excites the crowd some at first, but when Dar hooks the arms of Steve it gets them really hyped for what is to come next. Unfortunately for them, Twist manages to snap out of his daze and begins to fight free of Darson's grasp. Steve stands up after wriggling his arms free, but the challenger isn't going to let him get away that easily as he knees Steve in the abdomen. Grabbing onto the near arm of Twist, Dar whips his opponent across the ring and waits for him to come back to hit a Snap Powersl-NO! Twist jumps up at the last second as he is coming back towards Dar and nails the challenger with a JUMPING KNEE!! Down Darson goes as Steve dives onto him for a cover, 1...2...Darson kicks out.

Twist isn't used to seeing somebody kick out of the Jumping Knee without any trouble, obviously annoyed as he pulls Dar back up to a vertical base. Perhaps this anger is what allows Dar to knock his arms away, quickly grabbing one and whipping Steve into the ropes, coming off the opposite set and knocking him down with a Flying Elbow! Dar connects solidly with Twist's face on that, the crowd letting out a cheer as the Samoan quickly crawls over him for a pin. 1...2...Steve kicks out. Dar quickly gets up to his feet, then shrugs, throwing himself up in the air for a Senton! Two hundred ninety pounds of Samoan crashing down onto Twist is enough to get him stunned pretty bad, clutching his mid-section and trying to get his breathing started back up again. Dar quickly goes for another cover, hooking the leg this time. 1...2...Steve kicks out again. Dar quickly pushes Twist up into a seated position, then locks him in a Rear Facelock, wrapping his arm around Steve's head and compressing around his temples. Dar twists the champ's head to the side along with the hold, adding some pressure to his neck as well. As big as Dar's arms are, this move is pretty effective, Twist's face turning red from all the blood getting trapped up in it. Slowly, he shifts himself down onto his side, able to move a bit better in this position, inching himself over towards the ropes. Dar doesn't focus too much on keeping him away from the ropes, instead just applying more pressure to the hold, wanting to get as much out of it as he can. Steve seems to be having trouble moving because of this, but finally manages to fling his leg out and get one foot on the bottom rope, forcing Dar to break the hold. The challenger doesn't seem too bothered by it, rolling his neck as he lifts Twist back up, taking the punishment to him now as he bends the champ over and throws his knee up into his face, pulling him right back down for another. Straightening him up now, Dar moves on to elbows, the strikes looking particularly vicious from the Samoan tonight, obviously putting a lot of force behind his quest for the title, a third elbow knocking Twist clean off his feet. Dar reaches down and lifts Steve up, the champion still pretty dazed after that last strike flurry, then suddenly shows off a great feat of strength as he tosses the Aphotic Rose up in the air with a Gorilla Press, grabbing him and pulling him down out of the air with an ACE CRUSHER! The move hits with a lot more impact because of that toss beforehand, the crowd letting out a big cheer for it as Steve flops over onto his back from the impact, Dar quickly hooking his leg for a cover. 1...2...This time, Twist only gets a shoulder up.

Again, Dar pushes Twist up into a seated position, this time shoving his knee into the champ's back and locking his arm around his neck, pulling him back in a Dragon Sleeper. More pressure gets put onto Steve's back with this variation, wrenching his neck back with the hold along with curving his spine out. Twist, meanwhile, can still try and turn himself from side to side to try and get out of it, and eagerly does so, wanting to try and break the hold. Finally, he manages to twist himself to the side off of Dar's knee, but Dar rolls over with him, ending up laying across Twist's back, quickly locking his legs around one arm and pulling up on the other, locking in a Rings of Saturn! The crowd "OHHH"s at that, having not seen Dar use that hold in a match before. Steve seems pretty surprised by it as well, cringing as he tries to shift himself over towards the ropes once again. Of course, with the Samoan's full weight on his back, it isn't a very easy process. Meanwhile, Dar pulls back further and further on his arm, wrenching it painfully. Finally, though, Twist manages to get his foot on the ropes once again, saving himself from a desperate situation. Dar breaks the hold quickly, sitting back off of Steve and running a hand back through his hair, seeming to be thinking over a strategy quickly. As he reaches down and lifts the champ back up, though, he's met with a hard chop across the chest. Dar is a little surprised by this one, but not enough that he can't respond with an elbow, only to have Twist throw out another chop, these ones seeming to affect the challenger a little. The elbows win out, though, as a few more of them send Steve into the ropes, wrapping his arm around the top one so that he doesn't slump down to the mat. Saria calls for Steve to get his wits together, but the champ seems to be having trouble getting his head cleared after those elbows, allowing Dar to pull him back towards the middle of the ring in a Front Facelock. Dar sets him up for a suplex, but Steve manages to block it, grabbing Dar's tights and suddenly lifting him up instead! Unfortunately for the champ, Dar manages to float over and land behind him, grabbing him in a Reverse Waistlock. Twist quickly elbows out of it, however, running to the ropes, only to come back right into a ROARING ELBOW!

Twist drops down and rolls to the outside, taking another one of his signature breaks, but Dar isn't about to let this continue, running forward for another ELBOW SUICID-NO! Steve dodges out of the way, but Dar still manages to save himself, grabbing the top rope and flipping over it, killing his momentum as he lands standing on the apron. Dar quickly runs forward, diving off with a FLYING EL-NO! Twist knocks him right out of the air with a Dropkick! Both men go down hard after that one, Dar clutching his mid-section while Steve takes several moments to recover from that Roaring Elbow, Saria coming over to check on him. Eventually, Twist gets up, lifting Dar up to his feet as well and moving him over to the guard rail, laying him across it. Steve quickly clasps his hands together, then slams them down on Dar's back with an Axehandle, crushing his mid-section against the steel. Lifting his arms up, the champ hits it again before Dar slumps off the barrier, preventing further attacks. Twist just pulls him back over to roll him onto the apron, though, climbing into the ring and reaching down to drape Dar over the middle rope, taking a few steps back and running forward to jump up and Guillotine his chest down against the middle rope with a Knee Drop! The move connects with the back of Dar's neck, adding even more pain to the attack, but Steve doesn't stop there, getting up to hit a second one, Dar pushing himself through the ropes to get inside the ring after that one. Twist reaches down, quickly pulling Dar up to his feet, then puts him in a Reverse Waistlock, falling back to drop him on his head with a German Suplex! Steve holds on, though, turning them over to lift Dar up for ROLLING HEAD-DROPS! Twist bridges on the second German for the pin. 1...2...Dar kicks out, that Samoan neck preventing him from staying down so easily. The sight of head drops immediately gets the immigrant GWA fans from Gaia riled up, one of them beginning the dreaded "THIS IS AWESOME!" chant. The Japanese fans join in soon enough, able to pronounce this decently well, immediately angering the champion. Twist pulls Dar up into a seated position, quickly taking his head back into the CHINLOCK!!! "You don't get any special ******** treatment!" yells Steve as he kills the excitement of the match with the simple hold.

While the hold doesn't look too devastating, it's more effective after two head drops in a row, causing Dar to seek out the ropes with his legs. Unfortunately for him, Steve has this locked in towards the middle of the ring, starting that long trek towards the rope break. Of course, Twist loves killing the crowd's energy, doing his best to keep Dar away from the ropes, but the hold simply doesn't offer much leverage as the Samoan shifts over towards the edge of the ring, finally managing to get one foot over the bottom rope to break the hold, though not without holding on for a good four seconds. The champ stands up, stomping across the side of Dar's head in frustration before lifting him up to his feet, only to get his arms knocked away and receive another elbow to the jaw! Of course, this is nothing compared to Twist quickly grabbing Dar around the waist for another HEAD-DROP GERMAN! But Dar NO-SELLS, rolling right up to his feet and charging forward...INTO A SLEEPER HOLD! Steve quickly pushes Dar down to a seated position, locking in the hold tightly as the crowd boos, the excitement having been kicked up again only to be brought back down with this hold. "I don't know what you're complaining about, this is ******** wrestling!" Twist, of course, has a huge grin on his face as he works the hold. Unlike the Chinlock, however, this move is very effective, Dar's struggling beginning to weaken as he loses oxygen and blood flow. Steve keeps the move on as tight as he can, occasionally jerking Dar's head to the side to disorient him. Pretty soon, the crowd begins to rally, starting up a slow clap for Dar as he reaches a hand out, clenching and unclenching his fist as he tries to get up the energy to break the hold. Finally, the Samoan starts to make his way up to his feet, pushing himself slowly up while the champ forces him to lift up both their weights. Eventually, Dar makes it to his feet, reaching up to hold Steve's head above his own as he drops down for a Jawbreaker! This breaks the hold, but Twist quickly hits a Dropkick into Dar's back to stun him, walking around to the front and CHOPPING HIS FACE! Dar cries out and falls back, clutching his face after the unexpected strike, Twist quickly following with a pin. 1...2...Dar kicks out, clearing his head enough to do that.

Steve slowly gets up to his feet, looking down at Dar for a few moments, then grinning widely as he figures out what he wants to do. Reaching down, he lifts the Samoan up, sending a quick kick into his stomach before pulling him into a Standing Head Scissors, reaching down to hook his arms around Dar's legs, lifting him up for the KAZE NI NAR-NO! Dar blocks it, attempting to pull Twist's legs out from under him, but Steve quickly changes to a regular Piledriver set up, bringing him up for it...Only for it to be reversed in a Hurricanran-NO! With Dar's height, Twist just bends forward, sending Dar right down onto the mat neck-first, quickly stepping forward over his arms and locking in a SUPER-WHITE-MAN CRANK BOSTON CRAB!!! Steve locks his arms just above Dar's knees, along his thighs, but stands up, leaving Dar only touching the mat from his chest up, severely adding to the curve of his spine. The amount of torque on this hold is almost ridiculous, Dar crying out in agony as he tries to claw his way towards the ropes. Twist just walks him right out to the middle of the ring, though, seeing as he's standing with this hold, continuing it from there. Now, Dar's only hope is to try and jerk out of it, whipping his body from side to side as he tries to break Steve's grip. The one problem with the hold is, of course, the lack of good grip Twist has on it, and the Samoan finally gets lucky on that, his legs suddenly slipping out of the champ's hold. Dar quickly pulls them away before Steve can re-apply the lock, but he still gets hauled right up to a vertical base anyway, Steve angrily knocking him back into the corner with hard knees to the mid-section, following it up with a few chops in the corner. After these, Steve steps back for a few moments, then suddenly launches into a flurry of MACHINE GUN CHOPS! The rapid barrage of strikes ends with Dar slumping down to a nearly-seated position, Twist quickly grabbing his arm and whipping him hard into the opposite corner. Walking over casually, Steve raises his arm up and slices a chop right across the side of Dar's neck, making the Samoan cringe in pain. Another neck chop, and Twist whips Dar into the opposite corner again, but gets hit with a back elbow as he charges. As he comes again, Dar catches him with a boot, quickly turning around and pulling himself onto the second rope, jumping off for a FLYING BACK EL-NO! STEVE CATCHES HIM FOR A DANGEROUS BACKDROPPAAAAAAAAHHHHHH-NOOOOO!!! Dar quickly charges them both into the corner, Twist's head connecting with the top turnbuckle and sending him stumbling off to the side, the challenger having barely avoided his own signature move.

Darson doesn't have any time to rest however, as Twist gets to his feet rather quickly while holding his head with both hands. "That hurt you stupid ********." Twist tells Dar as he leans up against the near ropes. Not caring to hear whatever else will come out of Steve's mouth, the challenger rushes forward at him before suddenly dropping down to go for a low flying dropkick to the legs of Twist. While this is quite surprising, it isn't something that the champion can't react to which he shows by leaping to the side and letting Grays land on the ground prior to attempting to stomp Dar's Samoan head in. This big stomp by Steve misses though as Darson shifts the position of his head at the last second and then grabs onto the right leg of Twist as he gets to his feet. Once up, Grays has to dodge constant chops from his opponent as Steve attempts to get his leg away from Darson. Just when it seems Twist will succeed in this due to a couple of chops landing, Dar whips him around so Steve's back is left facing Darson who locks in a straight jacket waistlock on the champ. The crowd, who has been hot for this sequence of moves and counters, comes unglued as Darson lifts "The Aphotic Rose" up to hit the GEE-TEE-OHH-NOOO!! Unlike Darson, who took an arguably legal way out of Steve's attempt to steal a signature move of his, Twist doesn't bother as he delivers a vicious low blow to the challenger. No matter how tough Dar is, a blow below the belt is going to hurt him which shows quickly as he releases Steve who is immediately scolded by Peter London. Upon shoving the pesky official out of the way, the "Savior" goes right back to work on Grays by kicking him several times in the chest to knock him to his back. From here, Twist mounts the challenger and starts to slam right hands into both Darson's face and the canvas as the hurt challenger is still able to move out of the way to some extent. London continually attempts to get Twist off of Darson, but it is "The Archetypal Assassin" himself that manages to get Twist off of him by sitting up and shoving him away. The fans are impressed with the power that it took to do such a thing, but Steve shows that it was only him baiting Dar in as he comes back and locks on a Front Guillotine Choke to possibly finish off his challenger.

This hold coupled with the lingering effects of the low blow leaves Dar in a bad situation as the fans in the Kakihara Memorial Hall try to cheer him on. Chants of "Darson" start up as Grays inches towards the ropes, but Steve isn't going to let him go just like that. Right when it seems the challenger will be able to free himself from the hold, Twist places his foot on the near bottom rope and starts to push the two of them back away from it. 1...2...3...4...The DQ count stops Steve's progress before he can really get the two of them away from the ropes, but the couple of seconds longer that Dar is stuck in the hold is beneficial to Twist. 1...2...3...4...Taking another DQ count after Dar has grabbed the near bottom rope, Steve finally lets the hold go as he gets to his feet. Thinking that he has everything under control, Steve kneels down in front of Dar who is holding his throat and trying to catch his breath before slapping the Samoan across the face. This angers Darson who stands up to his feet in a hurry, causing Twist to jump backwards onto the ropes. Despite it being hard for him to breathe still, Dar rushes at Steve with elbows that the champ barely avoids by moving back and forth across the ropes until he realizes he has been trapped in the corner. This time when Steve tries to drop down Dar hits him with a knee that makes Twist stand right back up with a dazed look in his eye. Elbows collide with the head of Steve, one after another as the crowd yells out with each one to encourage Darson to keep going. After an ample amount of elbows, the challenger finishes with a BURNING ELBOW SMASH that drops the champion! Seeing that Steve won't be getting up in a quick hurry after taking that barrage, Darson finally gets a chance to catch his breath as the crowd shows him their support through a massive amount of cheering. Once Dar is done with this, he grabs Twist by the hair and drags him to his feet where he places him into a front facelock prior to lifting him up and dropping him on his head with a brutal BRAINBUSTER! Not long after this Dar rolls Twist onto his back and hooks his leg for a cover, 1...2...Steve kicks out. Rather than wasting time getting back to his feet when Twist kicks out, Dar decides to grab onto the near arm of Steve and places him in a Jujigatame of his own to pay the "Pound for Pound King" back for earlier.

Feeling his arm being slowly ripped from his body is just the thing Steve needed to get back into the game, or at least wake up out of his elbow induced haze. It will take a little more than being placed in a hold for the champion to get out of it and thus Twist starts to work on that as Grays keeps the hold locked in tight. "You call this a Jujigatame Dar? Mine was 10 times better than this flaccid arm-hug." Steve spits in order to taunt his challenger, but Dar doesn't respond with words, just by applying the armbar so it is even tighter than before. Swinging his body out as far as he can without really screwing himself over, Twist is able to place his foot on the bottom rope as London gets Darson to break the hold. 1...2...3...Grays lets go a little later than usual as he wanted to inflict a bit more punishment for that taunt by Steve, but he still is back to his feet before a count of five would've been reached. Twist on the other hand doesn't get to his feet, instead rolling out onto the ring apron where he checks his arm. For some reason Steve doesn't go the rest of the way to the floor and, once he has reassured himself that his arm is fine, he gets to his feet on the ring apron. Jumping up on the second rope, Twist teases the fans that he is going to go for some aerial maneuver against Darson prior to jumping back down on the ring apron and re-entering the ring. What he doesn't expect is his meeting with Darson's foot upon re-entry that knocks him back out of the ring and almost to the floor. Steve saves himself by grabbing the top rope and pulling himself back up onto the ring apron, but he still isn't safe from Dar. The Samoan elbows "The Aphotic Rose" in the head several times as he tries to keep from falling to the floor where Saria is waiting for him if he does. When Dar tries to finish this with a Burning Elbow Smash like he did his flurry in the corner earlier, Steve ducks down before springing back up and hitting the challenger with a small ton of chops that seem to stagger Grays. Before Darson can fight back Steve grabs him in a front facelock and signals that he's going to lift him up. Some in the crowd cheer this although that is quickly overridden by boos, the Gaia fans keeping the hate for Twist at full force.

Of course there is another person who has a say in this, that being Dar who isn't going to let Steve lift him without a fight. Being a two hundred and ninety pound Samoan gives him a hell of a lot of fight to put up too which Twist finds out on his first attempt to lift Grays. "LET'S GO DARSON!" chant the fans from Gaia with the Japanese fans following them shortly after as Steve gives it another go, only to fail once again. Letting Darson go from the front facelock momentarily, Steve unloads with chops on the challenger, only for Darson to come back with elbows! This exchange gets the fans going as jeers try to dampen chops while cheers accompany elbows. Strike after strike connects with the flesh of both wrestlers as they lay into each other. Darson gets the advantage after a while, his size allowing him to be much more durable in a striking contest. Luckily for Steve his strength isn't the only thing going for him as he suddenly fakes a chop in order to rake the eyes of Darson prior to placing him back in a front facelock. Unreal amounts of verbal flak come raining down on the champion for this low move, but he doesn't care as he manages to finally lift Darson up to hit him with the FINISH BUSTER!!! This deflates everyone in the crowd except for the few cool move lovers who, for some reason, didn't leave after Revision's match. Even so, Twist seems to be enjoying it as he taunts the crowd and raises his hands in the air to claim victory over his once friend and longtime rival. What he and no one else expects happens next as Darson regains a vertical base on the outside already! The deflated crowd finds the wind back underneath their sails as cheers fill the Kakihara Memorial Hall and Darson gets back up on the ring apron behind Twist who seems oblivious to what is going on. By the time Twist does figure it out it's too late as Darson tucks his head under Steve's arm to hit the champion with a DANGEROUS BACKDROPPAH OFF THE RING APRON!!!!! The crowd goes insane as Twist's head is spiked down onto the concrete flooring of the Hall and both wrestlers are laid out on the outside of the ring. "DAR-SON, DAR-SON, DAR-SON!" is the only chant the entire crowd finds appropriate this time and the Samoan doubtlessly appreciates such a chant even if he doesn't really hear it at the moment.

Never in his entire title reign has Twist been in as much trouble as he seems to be now as Saria tries to revive him on the floor while Darson slowly pulls himself to his feet. Everyone had been waiting for the big guns to be pulled out in this match, but most probably didn't expect such a move to be hit right after Dar had been hit with a devastating move as well. Still, no one is complaining as Saria quickly backs away from Steve when Darson comes over to him to throw him back into the ring prior to rolling into the ring himself. Making sure to hook the champion's leg, Darson gets a nice tight cover going as the fans count along, 1...2...2.8...Twist kicks out! Despite three being what the crowd was hoping to hear they don't seem to mind this match continuing as Grays slowly gets to his feet. "The Archetypal Assassin" can already feel the belt around his waist as he drags Steve to his feet and sets him into a standing head scissors. Not wasting any time, Dar lifts Twist out of this position onto his shoulder as he goes for the X-DRIL-NO!! Somehow Twist manages to slip off of Darson's shoulder and stumbles forward to the ropes which he holds onto for dear life as Darson hunts him down once more. Upon slamming a couple of elbows into the spine of Steve, Dar pulls the champion off the ropes as he then sets him up for another DANGEROUS BACKDRO-NOOO!!! Twist flips over onto his feet when Dar lifts him up before swiftly locking Dar into a Half Nelson and Half Chickenwing to hit a HEAD DROP ZODIAC SUPLEX!!! Both wrestlers are down once again as Steve can't follow up on this move, but he has at least leveled the playing field for the moment as he catches his breath. In a short period of time both men have done a lot of damage to one another, but that doesn't stop them from making it to their feet once more to continue this match to the delight of the thousands of fans in attendance. Slowly the two move to the center of the ring where Steve immediately dives onto the near arm of Darson to pull him down for a Wakigatame! Somehow the big man rolls through on this however, and gets back to his feet where he nails Twist with a knee to the face! Steve goes down onto his back and Darson hits him with a couple of vicious stomps to his chest and head before circling around the champ and sitting him up to apply a Dragon Sleeper!
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Dar doesn't keep the hold in for long, though, instead standing up and lifting Twist off his feet, bringing him all the way over for a Reverse Suplex. Steve rolls over onto his back, holding his mid-section and cringing as Dar stands up, looking over towards the corner and nodding as the crowd lets out a cheer. The Samoan climbs to the apron, then starts up the turnbuckles, but seems to be having some trouble getting up quickly, still woozy from that Zodiac Suplex. Because of this, Steve manages to get up to his feet right about the time Dar steadies himself on the top rope. Unfortunately for the champion, he doesn't have enough time to get over to the corner before Dar throws himself off for a DIVING ELBOW! The strike connects hard with Steve's face, sending him flying over onto his stomach from the force of the move. Dar doesn't cover right away, though, taking this time to recover from the Zodiac Suplex, laying on the mat and breathing heavily with his eyes closed. After several seconds, though, he rolls over and covers Twist, hooking his leg. 1...2...Steve kicks out. Dar gets up, this time pulling the champ up to his feet and into a Standing Head Scissors, reaching down to hook both of his arms, spinning him up for the FOLDOVER TIGERBO-NO! Twist manages to block it, widening his base and throwing himself upward, sending Dar over to land on the mat with a Back Body Drop. Steve has some trouble staying on his feet, though, still dizzy from the Diving Elbow, and Dar manages to get up and catch him with another of the strikes as he turns around. However, Twist comes right back with chops to the neck of Dar, leaving him cringing for a second or two, but another elbow dazes Steve, and Dar quickly pulls him back for a HEAD DROP GERMAN...BUT IT'S NO-SOLD! Steve immediately rolls up to his feet, charging forward with a LARIAT-NOOO! DAR CUTS HIM OFF WITH A ROARING ELBOW!!! This time, Dar reaches down and pulls Steve right back into the Standing Head Scissors, but Twist can't block the move this time, getting planted down into the mat with the FOLDOVER TIGERBOMB!!! 1...2...TH-NO! Steve kicks out, Dar looking rather surprised at that one. The Samoan looks back towards the ropes this time, then points to the corner, the crowd bursting into cheers as he climbs out onto the apron, then heads up top...Steve stays on the mat, not getting up after that combo of moves. Dar quickly steadies himself on the top rope, then flings himself off into a forward flip, crushing Twist beneath him with the SENTON BOMB!!! Dar doesn't bother to roll off of Steve, instead just reaching over to hook his leg. 1...2...2.5...Twist gets a shoulder up!

Another big shock as the champion manages to kick out even after that combo, Dar rolling off of him and looking towards Steve in awe. Neither men get up for a while after that one, Dar seeming to be at a loss to do for a while. Finally, though, he gets back up, looking towards the ropes and quickly heading back out onto the apron, apparently deciding to try and finish this with another aerial move. However, that time on the mat leaves Twist with enough time to get on his feet. Again, he's just a second too late to stop Dar from hitting a DIVING EL-NO! TWIST KNOCKS HIM OUT OF THE AIR WITH A BURNING LARIATOOOOO!!! Both men hit the mat hard after that, the crowd booing the counter from the champion. Steve stays down, taking his time now to recover from the recent attacks by Dar. Finally, he crawls over to the ropes, using them to help himself up to his feet, leaning back against the corner as he watches Dar slowly make his way to a vertical base. Seeing the champ in the corner, Dar immediately goes for the offensive, cocking his arm for the CHARGING ELBOOOO-NO! TWIST CATCHES HIM WITH A SNAKE EYES FLAPJACK!!! The Samoan's forehead comes straight down on the top turnbuckle, and even Dar can't completely ignore this one, stumbling back away from the corner with a hand on his face...AND GETS PULLED INTO A SECOND HEAD-DROP ZODIAC SUPLEX!!! Twist now has all the time in the world to recover, Dar sprawled out on his stomach, barely moving after that attack. Finally, Steve gets up to his feet, walking over to Dar and hauling him up as well, taking him into a Standing Head Scissors and announcing for the crowd his next move..."GANSO BOMB!" The crowd is immediately up on their feet as Twist locks his arms around Dar's waist, lifting him up for the GANSO BOOOOOO-NOOO!!! Dar blocks it, dropping his weight and widening his base, knowing the danger of that finisher. Twist tries his best to try and get him lifted up for the move, but Dar continues to resist. Finally, the champ throws a few knees up into Dar's mid-section, this time able to pull Dar up for the GANSO BOOOO-NOOO!!! Dar lifts his body up to prevent himself from going vertical, so Steve merely turns and POWERBOMBS HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!!

Dar lands slumped down in the corner, arching his back and crying out in shocked agony as Twist lays against the ropes for a few seconds, breathing heavily. Dar slowly rolls himself over to the side and out onto the apron, but doesn't go the floor. Steve waits for Dar to start to get up to his feet again, then quickly climbs out onto the apron himself, catching Dar with a boot to the mid-section, throwing his forearm down onto the back of Dar's neck. Pulling him into a Front Facelock, Twist then reaches down to grab his tights, lifting him up for a SECOND FINISH BUSTAAAHHH-NOOO!!! Dar blocks it, dropping down to one knee and hammering the champ's ribs with punches, slowly loosening the hold he has on him and getting back up to throw a knee into Twist's stomach. Both men are having trouble balancing on the apron at this point, but that doesn't matter much, as Dar quickly grabs Steve and pulls him off the apron with the EXPLODERDEATH!!! The crowd bursts into cheers as Twist gets planted on the floor with an Exploder Suplex, rolling onto his back and clutching his head, crying out in pain. Dar remains on the floor as well, taking some time to recover, but slowly starting to get up to his feet as the crowd begins another "DAR! DAR! DAR!" chant. Rolling in under the bottom rope, Dar goes to one knee and watches Steve as he slowly gets up to his feet with some help from Saria, holding his head with one hand while the other is wrapped around her shoulder. Even though Saria is in the killzone, Dar doesn't seem to mind as he charges into the ropes and flings himself through them with an ELBOW SUICIDAAAAAAA-NOOOO!!! TWIST AND SARIA DUCK TO THE SIDE AND DAR HITS THE RING BARRIER ELBOW-FIRST!!! The crowd cringes at that, knowing how badly the pain must be shooting through Dar's arm now. Steve immediately goes on the attack like a shark smelling blood, pulling Dar up to his feet and laying his arm over the guard rail, then slamming a chop down into it, hurting the limb even more. After this, he grabs Dar and rolls him back into the ring, a grin on the champion's face now as he knows what to go after.

Twist goes to pull Dar up to a vertical base, but Dar cuts him off with an elbow to the jaw, only to stumble back and clutch his arm, pain shooting through it because of the strike. The champ still stumbles back because of it, and Dar manages to get himself up to run forward for the CHARGING EL-NOOO!!! TWIST PULLS HIM DOWN IN A FUJIWARA ARMBAR!!! Dar cries out in shock and pain as his arm gets wrenched up to the side, Steve putting all his effort into the hold, jerking and wrenching it upwards as Dar flails his free limbs, trying to find a rope. Slowly, he manages to get up on his knees and shift himself back, having to pull Steve's entire weight on his arm in order to do so, flinging his leg out towards the rope...And managing to drape it on the bottom one, forcing the champ to break the hold. Of course, Twist hangs on for a good four seconds, finally letting go of the Samoan's arm reluctantly. Steve stomps on the arm angrily, quickly pulling Dar away from the ropes and up to his feet, stretching his arm out to the side and chopping once on the arm, then once to Dar's neck, then back to the arm, switching between the two places until finally pulling the limb up over his shoulder, slamming it down with an Armbreaker! Dar stumbles back, holding his arm and gasping, but Twist quickly turns him around, pulling him up for a Full Nelson and sending him back with a RELEASED DRAGON SUP-NO! Dar manages to land on his feet, running forward with a CHARGING EL-NOOOO!!! TWIST FLIPS HIM OVER WITH AN ARM DRAG AND LOCKS IN A JUJIGATAME!!! Dar quickly tries to reach up and grab his arm, but he's too slow, Steve locking in the hold fully and pulling on the limb as hard as he can. Dar flails his legs out wildly, crying out and whipping his head back and forth as London asks him if he wants to give up, relentlessly dragging himself towards the ropes. All the while, the Aphotic Rose works the hold as much as he can, screaming at Dar to tap, but to no avail. Finally, Dar manages to reach out and sling his leg over the bottom rope. As usual, Twist holds on for a four count...But then keeps the hold on, refusing to let go! "******** you, London!" cries the champ as he keeps wrenching back on Dar's arm, agony shooting through the limb. Unfortunately for Dar, Steve knows that with the importance of this match, London won't disqualify him so easily. Finally, though, Twist breaks the hold out of sheer disgust.

Yelling curses down at the Samoan all the while, Steve pulls Dar back up to his feet, chopping his shoulder a few times before getting a sudden back elbow to the stomach from the good arm of Dar, followed immediately by a ROARING EL-NO! Twist catches Dar from the side and pulls him back in a HEAD DROP SAITO SUPLEX! The crowd isn't used to seeing that suplex from Steve, and neither is Dar, seeing as he was caught entirely off-guard by it. Twist heads to the corner, watching Dar as he slowly drags himself up to his feet, shaking his head a few times to try and clear it. He doesn't have much time, though, before the champ is running at him with a LARIATOOOOO-NO! Dar blocks it with a boot straight to Steve's face, sending him stumbling back. Twist doesn't stop, though, coming right back for another LARIATOOOO-NO! This time, Dar blocks it with an elbow to Steve's arm, sending them both down to the mat with arm injuries. Twist's is less severe, though, allowing him to be the first one up. Heading for the ropes, the champ quickly comes off of them, aiming Dar's arm with a BAKATARE SLIDING KI-NOOO!!! DAR CUTS HIM OFF WITH A RUNNING KNEE!!! Without giving Steve any time to recover, Dar pulls him up into a doubled-over position and wraps Twist's arms around the front of his body, flipping him up for the ACHERON BO-NO! Dar stumbles back away from Twist, pain flaring up in his arm the moment he tried to lift the champion up for the move. Steve quickly straightens up and plants a kick into Dar's arm, slapping his hands together and leaning back for the BURNING AXE HANDLE CHO-NOOO!!! Dar blocks it with an elbow once again, fighting through the pain to quickly pull Steve's arms up around his neck, flinging him back in a HOSTILEPLEX!!! The champion lands horribly from that suplex, his head getting drilled down into the mat, leaving him motionless on the canvas as Dar drops down to one knee and holds his arm, panting as he tries to get himself together and take that title, knowing he has Steve in a bad place. Reaching down, Dar hauls him back up again, slowly crossing his arms across his body once more, taking a few deep breaths before rolling Twist up and into the ACHERON BOMB!!! The ring shakes from the force of the maneuver, Steve arching up and shaking before slumping down to the canvas...But Dar rolls away, unable to cover because of his arm!

Even with the crowd attempting to get Dar to cover Twist it's useless as the challenger continues to hold onto his arm. At this point Darson seems fine with just getting back to his feet, which he does. After shaking out his injured arm, Grays goes over to Steve and lifts him up off the canvas in an attempt to put him away once and for all. What he gets instead, upon placing Twist in a front facelock, is an AKUMA NO YADORU SMALL PACKAGE!!! NO! Steve rolls through with this move and stands to his feet with Darson in a sitting position before swiftly placing in a Triangle Choke! While it certainly was an awkward position to place it in from, Steve took the appropriate measures to have his back on the ground while Grays writhes in pain above him as "The Aphotic Rose" works Dar's hurt arm along with choking him out at the same time. Despite the skill it took to lock in this move, the fans don't give Steve anything besides jeers for it as Darson continues looking for a way out of it. Finally it seems that, between his two options, the Samoan will take the power option as he grabs onto Twist's wrestling attire with his good arm while pulling him up with his hurt arm to slam Steve into the canvas with a Powerbomb! This doesn't work however, as Steve keeps the hold locked in as tight as he had it before. Grays didn't expect such a powerful defense from the champ due to his lack of experience using this move, but that doesn't stop him. Repeating the process he just did, Darson gets Steve as far as he can off the ground this time prior to dropping him HEAD FIRST with a second Powerbomb!! To the surprise of no one this does the trick, but once again Darson is having trouble following up as he holds his arm in pain while catching his breath. Fortunately for Dar, Steve isn't getting up anytime quick so once he has recovered enough he is easily able to pick the champion up to his feet. Steve tries to fight away from Dar when he is back up, but Grays doesn't allow this as he grabs onto Twist's throat and slams him to the mat with a NODOWA OTOSHI!!! Dar isn't done yet though, as he then rolls Twist onto his front side in order to lock in the KOJI CLAAAAAAATCH!!!

An odd combination of moves from Darson might be just what the challenger needs as Steve writhes in pain while trying desperately to get out of this hold. The crowd is in a frenzy as it seems to be only mere moments until the champ taps out, but even with oxygen not reaching his lungs so it can be distributed throughout his body Twist is resilient. It also doesn't help that Darson's arm is still hurting, thus making it difficult for him to apply the full force of this hold. In the end it is Dar's arms that gives out first as he lets go of the hold, much to the dismay of the fans. There is still hope left however, as Steve lies motionless on the ground after this hold which allows Darson to cover him, 1...2...2.5...Twist kicks out. Not being happy with this result, Darson thinks about pinning Steve again, but decides against it. Whatever ends up winning this match is going to have to be a decisive move and Darson knows this. Back up to his feet, the challenger grabs onto the arms of Steve and drags him into the near corner, not bothering to stand him back up again. Getting the crowd behind him, not that they weren't beforehand, Darson moves to the corner opposite from Twist before charging forward to hit the DAI BOSOU!!! NO! Twist rolls out of the way at the last second, leaving Dar to slam back first into the turnbuckle, re-aggravating the pain from earlier when he was Powerbombed into them. Upon getting back to a vertical base, Steve simply stalks Dar as the challenger pulls himself up to his knees in the corner prior to Twist running forward to hit the BAKATARE SLIDING KICK!!! This, unlike the Dai Bosou, connects and Twist practically leaps onto Grays for a cover, 1...2...2.8...Darson grabs the ropes! While he would've been able to get out anyway judging from the look in his eyes, Dar opts to use the ropes to conserve energy. This angers Steve who pulls Dar out of the corner for another cover, 1...2...Darson kicks out. Another cover seems to be coming, but Steve changes it up suddenly as he grabs Darson's injured arm to place him in the KIMURA LOCK!!! While it is usually known as a Hammerlock in pro wrestling, Twist has it applied like a straight up Jiu-Jitsu hold instead of the lazy, ineffective way most pro wrestlers use it nowadays.

Even with the Kimura applied firmly, Darson shows that he has no intentions of submitting by attempting to fight out. The damage done to his arm so far makes this much more difficult than it would usually be though. After allowing Dar to struggle a little longer, Steve breaks the hold and gets to his feet in a hurry where he stomps Dar in the face to break up the reunion between Grays and the feeling in his arm. A few more stomps come from the champion who then pulls Dar into a reverse standing head scissors. "Skull BUSTAH!!!" Twist shouts to the fans before dropping Dar face first onto the canvas and following it up with five repetitions of the ********. Turning over onto his back with Darson still in the head scissors, Steve sees that it didn't have much effect on the Samoan who attempts to grab the throat of Twist. Quickly turning back over, Steve addresses the crowd once again. "What I meant to say is...special variation: Canvas BUSTAH!" Twist tells the fans who don't seem to appreciate this humor. What they do appreciate is Grays slipping out of the head scissors and back to his feet where he places Steve into a Side Headlock. This may not have been the best idea as Twist goes right for Darson's hurt arm, causing Dar to break the Headlock rather quickly. The two now stand facing each other in the center of the ring, but they don't take a break for a stare down. Instead Darson is forced to avoid a DEMPSEY SMASH that comes out of nowhere! It seems odd for Twist to throw this move without any kind of lead-in, but it is shown why he did so as he suddenly stops his fist and hooks his arm around Darson's before taking the challenger down to the canvas with a Wakigatame! There is no way for Dar to escape this as it came out of a totally unexpected position, allowing Twist to really lock it in to try and finish Darson off. With his arm at it's limit Dar seriously contemplates ending the match right here as pushing any further could leave him with permanent damage. The cheers from the crowd won't let "The Archetypal Assassin" do that however, and he slowly is able to pull himself to the ropes to get a break. 1...2...3...4...Steve decides to give Darson a little break this time as he lets go at about 4.2 instead of the usual 4.5 or so. Not that it makes much difference when the muscles in Darson's arm feel like they're going to rip apart.

Up on his feet Twist waits for Dar to get up as well, stalking the challenger as the crowd continues to jeer him. Right when Darson has made it to his feet Steve strikes as he locks in his patented SLEEPER!!! Unlike earlier in the match, Twist is going for the kill with it this time, simply waiting it out as Grays tries to get to the near ropes in order to break the hold. Just when it seems Dar will get a handful of freedom, Twist jumps backwards in order to bring them both to the mat where Steve applies a body scissors in addition to the Sleeper! Now things are looking bad for the challenger as nearly everyone in the packed Kakihara Memorial Hall attempts to will him on to the ropes so he can continue the match. No matter how much Dar struggles though, he just can't seem to make it as he finally stays still while London picks up his near arm. "ONE!" London counts as Darson's arm drops to the canvas. "C'mon Darson-chan, ******** they say in Japan!" Steve yells at the challenger as London lifts his arm up again. "TWO!" Says London as Dar's arm drops again. The tension in the Hall is at a peak now as everyone wonders whether or not this will be the end of what seems to be the GWA's last chance to get the title off of Twist. "THREE!" NO! Darson somehow manages to keep his arm held up slightly on the last drop as the crowd wills him back to life. Gaining what might be his last gust of wind, Dar fights back up to his feet in a hurry despite Twist refusing to let go of the Sleeper. Finally, the two are back up to a standing position, but TWIST DROPS DAR BACK INTO THE SLEEPER!!! London immediately turns around to call for the bell, but suddenly he hears cheers from the crowd and turns to find Darson has rolled backwards onto Twist to pin his shoulders to the canvas! 1...2...2.999...3-NOOOO!!! Twist relinquishes the Sleeper at the last possible second and manages to get his shoulders off the mat, leaving the crowd deflated once more. Even if he's heaving air, Dar isn't going to give up the chance he has now. Right when Steve gets back to his feet the Samoan runs full force at him to hit a CHARGING ELBOOOW!!! The challenger isn't done yet however, as he drops down onto Steve to hit his signature FIERCE KNEEEEES!!!

"DAR! DAR! DAR! DAR!" the crowd shouts after each knee by the challenger, a total of four hitting in all before he covers the champion, 1...2...2.8...Steve kicks out! "The Aphotic Rose" isn't done yet, but rather than wasting time Darson rolls him back over to hit MORE FIERCE KNEEEEEES!!! "DAR! DAR! DAR! DAR! DAR! DAR!" everyone shouts as the challenger crushes Twist with six more knees that should end the match. Before Grays can pin Steve though, the champion suddenly rolls out of the hold Dar has him in and drops down on Darson with a flurry of AXE HANDLE CHOOOOPS!!! "BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!" yells the crowd as Twist brutalizes "The Archetypal Assassin" with this assault. Steve doesn't even realize that blood is running down his face from the knees of Darson as he finishes throwing chops and stands to his feet where he runs to the ropes to hit Darson with another BAKATARE SLIDING KICK!!! "MADA MADA!" Twist shouts at the Japanese fans in a taunting fashion as he holds his head and yells for Darson to stand to his feet. Not one to be outdone, Dar gets up shortly after the kick, only for Twist to run at him with a JUMPING KNEE!!! NOOO!!! Darson avoids the Jumping Knee by moving out of the way before suddenly grabbing the disoriented Twist and KILLING HIM DEAD WITH A DANGEROUUUUUUUSSSS BACKDROPPAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!! Both wrestlers are down, but Dar refuses to leave it at that as he slowly inches his way towards the battered champion. Unable to hook Steve's leg due to his arm being so messed up, Dar simply slumps down onto the corpse of Steve as the fans count along, 1...2...2.999...Twist shoots a shoulder up! Barely anyone can believe it as Steve keeps his hand raised for sometime after this count, but out of everyone in the crowd Darson actually looks the least surprised. Just because he doesn't look surprised doesn't mean he isn't frustrated however as he pulls himself back up to his feet with what strength he can still muster. "LOVE LIES BLEEEEEEEDING!" Darson shouts to announce his next move as he picks Twist back up to his feet and places him in a reverse standing head scissors. When Grays goes to hook Steve's arms however, Twist slips free and stands tall. Whirling around due to this, Dar finds himself on the end of a BURNING AXE HANDLE CHOOOOP!!! Both wrestlers fall back to the canvas after this, neither being able to follow up as the exchange from earlier has really taken a toll on them.

Roselyn: "Ten minutes remain in the time limit!"

Both men start to show some life at this announcement, Dar thinking back to One Shot at Glory, where sixty minutes all came to nothing because of the time limit. But even Twist seems shocked into action by that announcement, apparently wanting to beat Dar for this match, not just let the time limit win it for him. As the two men push their way up to their feet, Dar stumbles, his head swimming from that strike to the side of it, allowing the champ to quickly hook his arms in a Half Nelson and Chickenwing, pulling him back for a ZODIAC SUPLEX!!! For the third time in this match, Dar's head gets dumped down into the canvas with that move, leaving him motionless on the mat once again as Twist slowly crawls over to push him onto his back for the pin. 1...2...2.5...Dar manages to get a shoulder up! Steve crawls off of him, looking down at the mat for several moments and shaking his head, breathing heavily. Finally, though, he reaches over to yank the Samoan up by his hair, pulling him into a Front Facelock and announcing his next move: "BRAINBUSTERS!" This turns out to be a mistake, however, as Dar apparently has enough time to gather his wits and shove Twist back a step, straightening up and bashing him with an elbow. Though this hurts the challenger, it doesn't stop him from spinning around for a ROARING EL-NO! Steve stops that attack dead with a THROAT CHOP! Dar's eyes go wide as he clutches at his throat, his mouth open, but no air coming in for a few seconds. Not bothering to wait for him to catch his breath, the champ pulls Dar down into a Standing Head Scissors, reaching down to hook his legs and lifting him up into the KAZE NI NAREEEEEEEE!!! The Samoan gets PLANTED with the Gotch-style Piledriver, his neck compressing up into his head as the move connects. Pushing him down onto the mat and rolling him onto his back, dropping backwards over onto Dar and laying over him for a pin. As London drops down to count, Twist lifts his hand up, counting out on his fingers with the ref. 1...2...2.9...Dar gets a shoulder up!

The champ nearly jumps off of Dar in surprise, rolling over onto all fours in a flash and staring down at the Samoan, unable to believe that that wasn't enough to put him away after all the punishment he's taken in this match. That shock quickly turns into rage as Twist grabs Dar by the hair once again, yanking him up to his feet and baring his teeth in anger. "TIME TO KILL THIS ******** DEAD!" Steve turns the nearly limp Dar away from him, reaching down to lock one of his hands in a wrist-clutch, the crowd immediately getting to their feet as they realize what he's about to do, the champ leaning down to bring Dar up on his shoulders into the BURNING TWISTER MACH ON-NOOO!!! Dar slams his elbow down into Twist's head a few times, finally forcing him to let go, leaving Dar to stumble forward towards the corner. Steve recovers fairly quickly, however, slamming Dar forward into the turnbuckles suddenly. This leaves the Samoan stunned, allowing Twist to quickly lift him up and set him on the top rope, facing him out towards the crowd. Reaching down, the champ once again hooks Dar's arm in a wrist-clutch, pulling him down onto his shoulders and off the ropes! Twist walks out towards the middle of the ring with Dar in the Wrist-Clutch Torture Rack, not taking any chances of a rope break as he brings the contest to an end with the BURNING TWISTER MACH ON-NOOOOOO!!! The crowd's spirits rise again as Dar manages to shake off the wrist-clutch, allowing him to flip off of Twist's shoulders with the momentum of the mood, landing on his feet. Steve immediately lets go, the crowd wondering if this could be a mistake to Dar's advantage, but the champion quickly shows this is all part of the plan as he comes off the ropes behind Dar with a HEAD-DESTROYING ENZUI LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! Dar reacts as if he just got hit from behind with a speeding bus, flying off his feet to crash down into the canvas. Twist drops to his knees, panting as his opponent lays motionless next to him. Finally, Steve turns to roll him over onto his back, dropping down over him in a lateral press. 1...2...2.5...2.9...DAR GETS A SHOULDER UP!!!

The wonders never cease in this match as Dar pulls it out from within him to kick out of the pin. Twist slowly sits back on his knees, looking down at the Samoan for a few moments, then suddenly covers him again, this time hooking his leg. 1...2...2.9...Again, Dar gets a shoulder up! Even the energy to just kick out of these pins is killing Dar, Steve possibly knowing that, but also just wanting to see if that last near fall wasn't just a fluke. Twist slowly stands up, the camera zooming in on his face for a few moments, where the cockiness and the arrogance have disappeared. A shadow seems to have fallen over the champion's face, his expression one of complete contempt for Dar. Slowly, he brings Dar closer to the corner. Suddenly going to the ropes, Steve comes back with a Leg Drop, making sure the Samoan stays stunned, though it doesn't seem like he's getting up any time soon. Getting back up, Twist heads for the corner this time, the match's length obviously taking its toll now as he slowly climbs out onto the apron and up the turnbuckles, perching himself on top as he faces out towards the crowd. The champ isn't known for going to the ropes, but it's a thing to see as he busts out a move the crowd hasn't seen in a while - THE DIVING MOONSAULT!!!!! With all the grace it seems the champ wouldn't have after this odyssey of a match, Twist lands perfectly on top of Dar, weakly hooking his leg for the pin. 1...2...2.5...2.7...2.9...DAR GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!!! Steve reacts almost immediately, pulling Dar back towards the middle of the ring and hooking his leg again. 1...2...2.5...2.9...DAR GETS A SHOULDER UP!!! "YOU'RE DONE, DAR!" Twist curses down at the challenger as he pulls him up to a vertical base, stepping back and leaning way back for the final haymaker. "YOU'RE ******** DO-" DAR BLOCKS THE DEMPSEY SMASH WITH AN ELBOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!! Both men collapse down to their knees with cries of agony, the pain shooting up through Dar's injured arm, while Steve may have broken his knuckles on Dar's elbow. But the champ appears to be more tenacious than the challenger at this point, fighting through the pain to stand up and pull Dar into a Standing Head Scissors, KILLING HIM ******** DEAD WITH THE GAAAAAAAAANSO BOOOOOOO-NOOOOO!!! Dar rolls his body up again to block the move, ONLY FOR TWIST TO POWERBOMB HIM INTO THE TURNBUCK-NOOOO!!! DAR THROWS HIM WITH A HURRICANRANA INTO THE BUCKLES!!!

The crowd is nuked as Twist goes flying straight into the buckles, collapsing down onto the canvas and ending his control of the match. Both men remain on the mat for quite a while, Steve having the most recent injury, but Dar having more to recover from. The crowd cheers the entire time, urging them up to their feet, wanting to see this huge contest come to a decisive end. Finally, the two start getting up to a vertical base, reaching their feet at about the same time. Dar is the first to strike this time, hitting Twist with an elbow, then cringing. Luckily for him, Steve hasn't worked his arm for the last several minutes, allowing him to use it a bit more freely. But the strikes really don't have much behind them at this point in the match, Twist retaliatory chop coming quickly and not really doing much. Another elbow from Dar, and another chop from Twist, but both men seem to be fighting more to stay on their feet than to win the striking contest. Finally, Dar pulls out his trump card from nowhere with a ROARING BACK ELBOOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!!! Steve drops to all fours, his eyes wide and blank as he stares down at the mat, shaking from the effort of just holding himself up and the toll this match has taken on him. The challenger doesn't seem to be in any better shape, doubled over with his hands on his knees, panting. Finally, though, he straightens up, grabbing Twist and rolling him up onto one shoulder, quickly pulling his body down across and dropping into the X-DRILLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! No one in the crowd is sitting down as Dar hits his finisher, lethargically pushing Twist over onto his back and falling over him in the same motion, London dropping down for the pin. 1...2...2.5...2.7...2.8...2.9...TWIST GETS A SHOULDER UP!!! Slowly, Dar rolls off of the champion, looking up towards the ceiling with a blank expression, just mouthing the word "how" to the air as the crowd roars around him. But as always, the two make their way back to their feet again, albeit very slowly. Dar uses the ropes to help himself, waiting in the corner this time as Twist slowly reaches a vertical base. Finally, as he gets about steady, the Samoan dashes forward, cocking his arm to finish this with the CHARGING ELBOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW-NOOOOOOO!!!!! In what seems to be an almost slow motion segment, Twist brings his arm back, shooting it forward like a piston straight past Dar's defences - DEMPSEY SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!!!!!!!!!

Blood flies out of Dar's nose as he goes spinning down to the canvas, Steve dropping next to him and crying in pain as he clutches his hand, his knuckles pretty much destroyed after getting the Smash blocked with an elbow and then throwing it straight into a charging Samoan all within the span of two minutes. Eventually, though, he manages to crawl over Dar for the pin. 1...2...2.5...2.9...THREE!!! NOOOO!!! DAR HAS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!!! London quickly makes sure the timekeeper doesn't ring the bell, letting them know that the challenger managed to get the rope break in time. Twist's expression is almost painful to see, but he still hauls Dar up again, apparently not willing to just roll over and let the time run out. The Samoan is practically dead weight at this point, all of Steve's effort going into just keeping him from dropping back down to the mat. Twist turns him away, then pulls his arms across his chest in a straightjacket - GEEEEE TEEEEEEEE OHHHHH!!!!!!! Dar's head hits the canvas ridiculously hard with that move, the crowd gasping as Twist lets go of him and slowly crawls over for the pin. 1...2...2.5...2.8...2.9...THR-NOOOOO!!!! DAR GETS A SHOULDER UP!!! Steve doesn't even stop to wonder about this one, knowing that the time is quickly running down. Pulling the Samoan back up again, he takes him into a Standing Head Scissors, reaching down and locking his arms around his waist, bringing him up vertical - GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANSO BOOOOOOOOOOOMB!!!!!!!!!!! This, finally, is the end as Steve pushes Dar down flat on his back, covering him one last time. ONE...TWO...THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! DAR GETS A SHOULDER UP!!! It's the champion's turn to ask "how" now, sitting back on his knees and looking down at Dar incredulously.

Roselyn: "One minute remaining!"

At first, it seems as though Steve is really just going to let the time run out after hearing that announcement, sitting back further and shaking his head, running his hand back through his hair. But after several seconds, Dar starts to show signs of life, slowly starting to sit up, despite all the punishment he's taken. Seeing this, Twist finally starts to stand up, grabbing Dar and pulling him up in a Front Facelock as well. Looking out over the crowd for a few seconds, Steve can't help but take one last shot at them. "So much for the Samoan Death-Tank!" Reaching down, he hooks one of Dar's arms in a wrist-clutch, the crowd already knowing what's coming, and shouting at Dar to try and break out of it and get away. It seems he really can't do anything, though, Twist soon throwing his other arm back behind his head, bringing him up and shattering the dreams of the fans with the GATES OF AMARANTHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! Dar somehow manages to keep himself from getting lifted up with the move, suddenly breaking his hand free of the wrist-clutch and grabbing the champ's leg, ducking down and lifting him up instead! Steve quickly tries to get out of it, but can't shift away in time to keep from getting brought up into a Fireman's Carry, Dar locking him in place to prevent any further movement. Twist tries everything he can to get away, but in the end, he finds he has nowhere to go IN THE ARMS OF THE DEATH GOD!!!!!!!!!!! The impact of the move literally shakes the ring as Twist nearly bounces off the canvas from the force, the sound almost drowned out entirely under the cheers and screams of 8,000 fans. For the longest time, Dar doesn't even move, and the crowd starts to get nervous, screaming for him to follow up with the pin. Finally, the Samoan sits up just as Roselyn makes her last announcement.

Roselyn: "Ten seconds remaining!"

With Steve right next to him, it's very easy for Dar to simply fall over onto him...But he doesn't. Instead, a smirk slowly spreads across the challenger's face as he raises both his hands, counting down along with the crowd with his fingers. 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...

Roselyn: "...The match has come to a time limit draw!"

Most of the fans already seem to have figured out what Dar has done, the boos in the arena even louder than the wave of cheers was earlier, cries of rage coming from certain members of the crowd. Dar lowers his hands, laughing mockingly at the fans.

Roselyn: "By default...STILL GWA Grand Champion...STEVE TWIST!!!"

Dar laughs even harder at that, Twist now slowly starting to roll over and look towards him, grinning as soon as he realizes what's going on. After several seconds, Dar pushes himself up to his feet, then reaches down to help Steve as well, the champ taking his hand readily. Meanwhile, London returns the title belt to Twist, Dar raising his free arm up in the air as Steve brings the belt up as well, both men celebrating despite the crowd's horribly negative reactions to being tricked. Both men are laughing now, obviously glad that their ruse worked. After a few more moments, Steve goes and retrieves a microphone, the crowd eventually quieting down to hear him.

Twist: "Happy Holidays, GWAdroids! We got you the best match that you've ever seen, and a brand new arena to see it in! It's a little late, but I think you can forgive us for that. All it needed was a proper finish, but, seeing as Dar and I are partners, it'd be disrespectful for one of us to pin the other."

The crowd responds with even more boos, Steve handing the microphone over to Dar.

Dar: "Are you all that stupid? Did you really think that I'd just turn on this whole idea that quickly? The only reason we even bothered to give you ungrateful pricks this little drama was to sell more tickets! And, Ice!"

The Samoan turns back towards the entrance area.

Dar: "If you think you are ever coming near the title belt again, you are sorely mistaken. You've had your chance, kid. And if you ever want to get a shot at it again, you're going to have to come through me. And that isn't happening."

The crowd meets this with loud jeers, having been very excited at the prospect of seeing a match between Dar and Ice for the title belt.

Dar: "The Apostles of Amaranthine: Co-rulers of the wrestling world! And don't you ever forget it!"

Dar tosses the mic back to Steve one last time.

Twist: "You may now rejoice, ******** that, the champ drops the microphone, he and Dar exiting the ring and making their way back towards the exit, all the while being showered by boos from the crowd. Like M J O L N I R hammering the ogres, the Apostles have hammered the hopes of the GWA fans for a new champion and a destabilization of the Apostles' reign of terror into dust. Now only a small glimmer of hope remains that the GWA can take down the tyrants and lead the GWA into a Brave New World...

Prince Kira Ukonvasara
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