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The curtain is shown as empty, with no one in front of it as there usually is when entrance music hits the PA. Instead, the sound coming from inside the arena - the only to capture the foccus of all those in attendance was that of an old harmonica, first starting with a little ditty and progressively adding more flavor and soul until with it's final hard note it is joined, and eventually replaced by a guitar, playing just as much of it's guts out. During these first twenty seconds of Godsmack's 'Shine Down' the ring announcer, [Place name here], introduced the wrestler that had yet to arrive onto the scene to the entire GWA fan base. "Ladies and gentlemen, introducing tonight for the first time in a GWA ring, and coming all the way from the Emerald City, Seattle Washington... He stands at five feet - nine inches, and tips the scale at two hundred and ten pounds even, he is Mark Zout!" The enthusiasm in his tone, and all the information that wasn't neccisary to share, but was anyway, fueled the smile across Zout's face as he burst through the curtains with the hard-edge guitar solo opening from the harmonica.

His high-paced energy seemed to match that of the music. Every movement, every turn of his head was in time with the music. His energy seemed to give the fans a little pop and a bit of a buzz around the arena. He paced down the entryway in white adidas, black ankle socks, silver gym shorts, and a zebra-stripe wrist band. Around his neck hung a strand of pooka shells that almost reached the collar of his shirt. It was a black tee with the name MARK plastered on the front in red letters with a white arrow pointing up toward his face. His eyes expressed both his desire to be here, and his joy in getting the oppertunity. A young boy in the front row of the audience, not caring so much WHO he was, as what he was - a real life proffesional wrestler - reached over the steal guard rail with an arm extended. As he walked past, Zout reached back far, and swung forward at the boy's hand quickly. He slowed at the last second, making sure not to hurt the kid, but then fawned an injury to his hand, stopping where he was in front of the kid and shaking his hand quickly before 'nursing' it with his other. His facial expression when he looked up to the kid made it clear he was saying how great of a hi-five the boy had.

Blowing some air out of his mouth, Zout shook his hand some more and continued along the entryway. Near the ring, in the second row, Zout spotted a fan in the same black tee he was wearing and waved him foreward, posing next to him at the guard rail, both of them popping their collars for the GWA camera. After a three second shot, Zout slid into the ring under the bottom rope as the lyrics began to his entance theme.

So tired sleeping through the day
Bloodshot eyes and the sweat from my body
And I picked my head up yesterday
Found the reason of hope left inside of me

Zout gained his feet and ran forward, rotating one hundred eighty degress at the rope, and bounded back, repeating the process at the other side. He continued to run ropes like so as his music faded in the chorus.

Shine down, don't take it away from me, no
And I know you know how, yeah
Shine down, just give me a chance to feel it...

"Bring the violence!"
The man formally known as Cral Cool stood at the top of the entryway when 'Word Up' by KoRn pumped life through the members of the audience in attendance. The voice of the ring announcer, [again, insert name here], spoke over the lyrics. "And his opponent, appearing in his second GWA match, coming from Toranto, Ontario, standing at six foot even, and weighing in at two hundered twenty-five pounds... He is the Hardkore Ikon, Hunter Sullivan!"

There was a pop from the audience, and Hunter, standing half-way down the entryway, tapped his chest two times before extending his endex finger, pointing to his right side of the audience. The cheers from that section grew. He trailed his finger all the way around the arena, ending on his left side, and the fan's cheers grew and faded appropriately. Hunter then dropped his hand and began a lively jog down to the ring.

Veering left in his course, he slapped a fan's hand who was leaning over the stell barricade and continued near the left side of the ramp, climbing the stairs there. He walked along the apron closest to the entryway and pointed at Zout, who stood against the ropes on the opposite side of the ring, before making a cut-throat taunt and stepping through the ropes.

He took the corner to his right and nearest to him, climbing to the second rope, and threw two fists into the air, high above his head. The result was a loud pop from the audience members on the two side of the arena closest to the turnbuckle. He held this pose for a moment before hopping down and walking diagonally across the ring, pointing at Zout once again as he passed him, and saying something inaudible to him.

He now climbed to the second turnbuckle on this end of the ring, repeating the same taunt, which sent the fans on these two sides of the arena into a frenzy. It was not a moment later that he hopped down, and claimed that corner as his own.

Shooting another look of hostillaty toward Zout, he walked beside his opponent to the center of the ring, meeting with the ref as he requested both of them to do. He went quickly over the rules with the pair, and had a hand signal for each illegal activity or count. Due to the mic attached to his shirt, the audience got to listen in to the decided rules set as well. "Alright, you two. This is for one fall, either pin or submit. I don't want any hair pulling, eye gouching, fish hooking, or biting. Keep all the hits above the belt and below the thigh. If one of you reaches the ropes, the other has to the count of five to release the hold, or it's a DQ. Stay close to the ring, or I'm calling it a no Contest. Wrap it up in twenty minutes or it's a draw. Understood?" He was looking toward Sullivan, whom nodded. Then to Zout, whom also nodded. "Good." With this he signalled toward the bell table, initiating a sharp PANG!

The Ref shot back moving out of the way but staying on his feet for any quick pin’s, or sudden submissions. Hunter Steps back and makes a quick crack of his fingers before starting a tiny circling session. Zout a little nervous goes blank a second before making a reply to the situation extending his hand out for a shake. Hunter hadn’t moved very much but stopped in his tracks, giving Zout a curious look over. Zout doesn’t want to show disrespect to the vet and wants to start the match on a higher note.

Hunter looks around him to the fans looking to see what there reply to the situation was, he got a tiny pop of claps, maybe a row of seats in all. Hunter shrugged and shook the hand, readying himself for some sort of attack, nothing. Hunter pulled away with a smirk and nods to the new competitor. Zout grins as his small case of butterfly’s started to fade, Hunter seems to be making this a little easy for him.

The two start to circle, Hunter puts out his arm for a test of strength, Zout’s twitchy hand goes for the lock, however, upon contact pulls away. Hunter makes a small grunt and pulls back, they circle a tiny bit more before Hunter stops and attempts the test of strength once more. Zout goes to match it once more, he gets in a lock with one hand and goes for the other hand, his arm just as twitchy as before, and again, upon contact Zout pulls both arms away and backs off a bit, the fan’s let out a jeer towards Zout’s miner case of cowardly acts, and more so then that, they want action.

Zout, hearing and taking in the boo’s, finds it now a must to go for the TOS. Hunter tells him to hurry up. Zout quickly moves in, and moves a tad in a circular motion. Hunter starts the TOS again, putting out his arm he watches cautiously. Zout puts his arm out and locks hands, Hunter locks things in firmly as a safety precaution . Zout moves up his arm before Hunter and they Finally lock up.

They burst into the move and smash chest together, Hunter’s head next to Zout’s. Zout starts with a small advantage, but Hunter quickly fights back and knocks Zout to the floor with a firm push and a miner leg sweep. They still have hands locked as Hunter makes a small leap and drops a knee to Zout's abs, causing the young star to kick up as some air is knocked out from the move.

There is a mixed reation from the fans immediately after this move. While it was an impressing display of both match tactics and muscular strength, it was also considered to be slightly oppertunistic. To hush the jeerers in the audience, Hunter lifts his arms at his sides a couple times quickly, and points to one side of the arena, closest to him. He then walks across the ring, pointing to that side of the audience. Hunter then turns ninty degrees to his left, pointing out that section. By the time he had turned again, pointing out the last side of the audience, and told them all with his hand motions to bring the noise, the entire arena was chanting with support.

When Hunter turned back to his opponent, Zount was barely to a knee, finally having his breath back in his lungs. Hunter grabbed Zout by the side of the head, and from under an arm, helping him to his feet. From behind the younger athlete, Hunter lifts Zout up horizontally for his backbreaker.

As he brings Zout down toward a knee, however, Zout's legs slip from his grip, landing securely on the canvas, and Zout uses the oppertunity to flip Hunter over in a Headlock Takover. Hunter hits the mat with a light thud, and Zout immediately sprals as wide as he can, making it more difficult for Hunter to simply squirm away from the hold, and tightens up his grip on the other's head, looking to possibly wear down Hunter's neck strength - or at the very least, cut off some blood supply - in result making strategizing a more difficult task for the veteran. The crowd cheers, not seeing the reversal as a possibility after the previous display by the ring's veteran.

Zout smiles as the hold continues drawing on the suprised cheers, and the ref drops to the mat to check that the hold is being performed legally, and that Hunter is alright. The young Seattlite is confident with his hold, leaning back and arching his hips up for addition pressure. It's a rookies mistake, however, as Hunter proves by swinging his legs up quickly and catching Zout in a headsiccors. The crowd again let's loose a pop. Perhaps they're getting more of their money's worth than they had thought in the beginning of the match.

Hunter's hold is not meant to do anything more than escape, and this is made obvious as Zout's arms are peeled away from his head and he immediately rolls back and gains his feet. Rubbing his neck with a single hand, he gives a perplexed look toward Zout, who also rubbed his neck, as if to silently ask how the rookie had managed to best him in the match even once.

Zout's lips peeled back into a grin, and with a nod he stood. Zout had done something no one expected. Not the fans, not the Hardkore Ikon, not even himself. He saw now that he did have a chance in hell, and he planned to give tonight his best shot. And that's exactly what his eyes told Hunter. Hunter replied with a hard stare, challenging Zout to make his move....

Zout with new found confidence moves forward as Hunter and Zout enter another circling session. Hunter taps his arms forward looking for a opening, Zout matching the action before the both of them break forward and lock up. Zout quickly pushes Hunter back towards the turnbuckle. Hunter is well knowing of the rope break and tends to use that as a advantage. Hunter quickly touches the ropes and the ref calls a break getting in-between the to Wrestlers pushing them apart. Zout puts his arms up showing he is backing off. Hunter does the same but quickly as Zout is defenseless lets out a quick shot with a closed fist. Zout staggers back holding his face, the ref gets in Hunters face about the closed fist. Hunter nods as he moves past the ref who lets things pass. Hunter grabs Zouts shoulder and turns him around delivering a stinging Knife edge Chop, Zout holds his chest in pain as he staggers back a bit. Hunter follow’s pulling away Zout’s arms before delivering in another chop. Hunter quickly takes Zout’s arm and pulls him into a Irish whip sending him into the ropes. Zout is sent and makes the rebound, Hunter drops and zout jumps over head. Hunter spurts back to his feet as Zout makes the second turn round meeting Hunter whom Knocks him down with a arm drag. Zout pushes back to his feet and s met again by Hunter, this time round Zout hits a quick arm drag knocking Hunter to the mat. Hunter quickly gets to his feet aswell. Hunter and zout quickly lock up once again, Zout moving into a side head lock, wrenching at the neck. Zout pulls him away from the ropes as Hunter focus’s on reversing the hold, Hunter attempts to push into th ropes but has a change of mind, as Zout shifts the move, rolling along Hunter and grabbing his arm hooking him up into a hammer lock. Hunter makes a show of pain as he goes to his technical brain on how to counter this move. Hunter pushes himself through the move backwards to the side of Zout, reversing the hook into his own Hammer lock. However, the vet in Hunter clashed with the Ego and overconfidence as Zout reaches back with his right hand, finding Hunter's Head. Zout Takes hold of the other's head and falls quickly to one knee, stunning Hunter enough to release Zout's previously captured arm. Now using both hands, Zout flips Hunter over him in a snapmare and immediately siezes an arm, pinning a knee into the side of Hunter's head. The crowd lets out a whole new whoop with this reversal into an armbar. Hunter winces momentarily before shooting four quick fists into the face of Zout, fending the younger away from him. Zout stands up, and considers holding his eye where the punches landed, but instead uses the time as an oppertunty to gloat, hiding the pain and looking down to Hunter with a smirk almost telling Him “Look’s like I have a chance, and how was that!”

Hunter was quick to his feet and a little angered to be out matched in the situation. Hunter, now at his feet looks to a smiling Zout, whom is gaining his barring’s in the match, places his arms on his hip and with a grunt calls for another lock up. Zout smirks seeing he is getting to Hunter. With a shrug and a nod, trying to pick at Hunters ego, gets himself ready and makes a small circle before the two of them lock up once more. Zout fakes a attempt at a side head lock taking grip of Hunters forearm as Hunter tug his head back trying to avoid a head lock. Zout with the arm gripped Wrenches it causing Hunter to double over, Zout makes a twist of the arm causing more pain to the vet. Hunter patted’s at his arm in pain as Zout delivers a small elbow before taking the arm and pulling it up and around a bit more, causing Hunter to move out of the doubled over state and to his feet leaning a bit back attempting to lower the pain. Zout smirks with confidence as he takes Hunter and whips him into the ropes, Hunter hits the rebound and head back to Zout whom falls to the floor, Hunter jumps over him and hits another rebound. With more mind about him Hunter set’s himself for a Clothesline and heads at a faster past, however, Zout was ready for such a move and drops to the floor again this time knocking Hunter tot he floor with a Drop toe hold!


Zout looked over his shoulder as he caught the more experianced Hunter Sullivan in one of his most practiced moves, the Drop Toe Hold. Hunter's face turned from an expression of attack, to unmistakable deffence. His entire face cringed as he watched the canvas come closer and closer, just barely able to sneak two hands in front of his face to reduce the impact he would take from Zout's sudden cunningness.

Did Mark even consider granting a moment's rest to Hunter? Not in this life time, but he did grant one to himself. Zout scrambled to his feet, returning the knee drop Hunter had delivered to his abs early in the match now to his left ribs along his back. The crowd, just as they had for Hunter, now offered a mixed reaction to Zout. Attacking you opponent on the ground with striking moves not formed from an ariel base were frowned on by not only most of the GWA's fans, but by fans world-wide. Both of these men knew this, but they both also knew what it takes to win sometimes, thus the near-tweener attacks coming into play sparrotically. Hunter's face twisted again with the blow, this time to a look of pain, although how much of it one saw depended on their place in the audience. Hunter did a good job to conciel most of his discomfort, even as Zout connected two shaky, but unmistably frim, hands over his chin and pull back hard, a knee still planted in the place of impact.

The ref slid down to the mat beside Hunter, checking the move's saftey and Hunter's status. Although the mic attached to his referee jersey had since been disabled, everyone could tell what he was asking the Hardkore Ikon as Sullivan shook his head as best he could. Zout, smelling blood in the water, cranked back hard. Perhaps he had gotten slightly over-zellous, sensing a near - victory, but he pulled back hard enough that even the Hardkore Ikon let out a pained and angry cry, simoultaniously slamming two fists hard against the mat and instinctively screaming a "NO!!" without even hearing the ref's question of concern. Again, Zout cranked back on the head and neck of his veteran opponent, and again Hunter responded with a shout. The ref asked again, getting nothing in return. It was better to say nothing at all sometimes than to say what you felt was best for your career.

It was good it happened that way, too, Hunter found as he opened his eyes for the first time the knee had dropped on him. He reached forward as far as he could, nearly tagging the bottom rope. He was short just an inch. The ref asked again, being interuped halfway through with a response even the crowd heard, "No, damn it!" Zout cranked back again, putting some pressure now on the back of the current BTWF Tag Team Champion. Hunter screamed in pain, but punched through the strain, using the most momentum he could phathem in reaching for the rope again. He barely connected with it, but he got enough of it that the ref warned for Zout to let go by beginning his count, "One! Two!" Zout released the hold with an entire three seconds to spare, backing off of Hunter only as long as he was instructed to. At this point the fans in attendance let loose a wallup of cheers for Sullivan, who had just escaped a Side Camel Clutch due to strong ring awareness.

Hunter slowly climbed to his feet, using the ropes for support. Zout slowly walked over to his hurt foe trying to sneak behind him and possibly grab a quick pin fall. The fans screamed, jeered, and yelled at Hunter to turn around and see a rapidly approuching Zout. In one fatal turn Sullivan spun around and swung a heavy haymaker, catching Mark square in the jaw and rocking him back on his heels, stumbling forward into a cocked left handed jab to the jaw. Zout reeled on his heels, stumbling backwards, trying to move away from his attacking opponent to no avail. Hunter had re-gained alot of his strength and stanima from the adreniline rush of the screaming fans. Hunter advanced on his enemy, quickly delivering hard body blows and forearms to the face, Zout no longer knowing where he was slipped into a corner and railed the back of his head hard against the turnbuckle. Hunter ran to the center of the ring and then looked at his hurting opponent in the corner. He gave a grin and charged at him. Zout didn't know what to do. He saw his opponent charge, but too late. Hunter swung in with a huge clothesline, knocking Zout back into the corner with so much force it caused him to bounce off the turnbuckle and fall hard on his face.

The tide of this match had turned in an abruptly quick manor through the fans onto a roller coaster ride they were in no way expecting. Zout laid on his stomach gasping for breath, looking for a sign of relief, only to find a boot to the back of the head. Hunter was firmly in control of this match-up now, and he knew it. Sullivan, with a stroke of genius, decided to humiliate Zout by putting him in his own submission. So with a violent speed Hunter jummped and sat onto Zouts back knocking the wind out of him again and grabbed his jaw and pulled up putting Zout into a camel clutch.

The fans started to jeer him for being a little pompus and arrogant, but it was a smile that quirked at the corner of his mouth. Sometimes the fans just didn't understand how good it felt to get even after becoming so frusterated. As Zout now shook his head to the ref's questioning to the best of his ability and squirmed for a rope, Sullivan simply leaned back further. It was good to have a rest hold for himself.

Zout reached out hard for the rope nearest to him on the right side, not even attempting to hide the expression of pain glued across his face. The refferee asked him again if he opted to submit. Zout shouted a short and frusterated "No!" Reaching again for the rope, and realizing it was too far for hi to reach by six inches, Zout formed a fist with his right hand and slammed it into the canvas, then again and again in a rythem. The fans surrounding the two atheletes began to clap to and stomp their feet to match the rythem, and Zout lunged out for the bottom rope once more, managing to scoot himself and Hunter Sullivan closer to it. Zout, now reaching with everything in him, was just an inch from that bottom rope, and comming closer by the milisecond.

Some quick thinking and superior technical ability allowed Sullivan to stand with the move, crank Zout's neck far back to removed the man from his base, and sunk in a sleeper, grapevining his legs between Zout's. Zout was now in the top possition, but even that was no good, as he was now two feet away from the closest rope in any direction and trapped by Hunter Sullivan in a Rear Naked Choke. Zout's spirits now sank visibly as his struggle became futile in the possition. Rocking and fighting were doing nothing to allow him to escape, and this knowledge pressed Sullivan to tighten the hold. The referee dropped down by Zout's side, making the same inquary as when the rookie found himself in the last move. Zout attempted to shake his head, but it barely moved. His eyes became led and nopw refused to open. "Zout, I need an answer."

"He says he taps," Hunter told the official. The official took the arm of Mark Zout and raised it into the air, then let it fall. It hit the mat and the official showed everyone in attendance a single finger, shouting, "ONE!" The ref took Zout's arm again, raising it and letting it fall, "TWO!" The referee raised Mark Zout's arm for the third and final time, letting it fall -- except it didn't. It stayed in the air exactly where the official had released it. The arm began to shake slightly, and was met in the air by it's counter-part. Zout, with both arms shaking with adrenilain, moved his hands down to his throat where Sullivan, who wore a look of befuddlement, had his arms wrenched. Zout then Gained his legs under himself and thrust backwards, forcing the shoulder blades of Hunter Sullivan to the mat. Catching site of this, the referee slid into possition at Sullivan's shoulders and slammed a quick hand against the mat, "ONE!" Hunter, trapped and unable to get a shoulder up, watched in horror as the ref's hand tagged the mat for a second time, "TWO!" The ref's hand sped toward the mat in a third count, and in an act of desperation, Sullivan released Zout from the hold and thrust a fist as hard into the air as possible, popping his shoulder up for a quick second. The ref's hand slapped the mat, but he was quick to show the people in the arena only two fingers. "TWO!" was the official count. Sullivan looked relieved as he took to his feet, but Zout didn't see to even notice he had been close to a fall as he crawled to the ropes, using them as a brace to stand with.

Sullivan aproached him from the other side of the ring. Hunter moved Mark's arms out to the sides and layed into the youngster with a hard open-handed chop. Zout's arms went to his chest, his face torqued with pain, and he doubled over. Hunter stood him back up, moved his arms again, and punished the rookie with another chop, identical to the first. Again, Zout moved to guard his chest from a third attack. Hunter took Mark's arm and took a step back, throwing Zout toward the opposite ropes. Zout bounded off them, and was met in center ring by Hunter, who caught him and violently spun, driving Zout into the mat with a tight powerslam. Zout swallowed the pain and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the blinding pain in his abs, which Sullivan had been targetting all night. Sullivan stood, backed into the closest set of ropes, and came back, double stomping the abdomen of Zout to punctuate the attack. As Zout lay now on his side, holding his mid section, Hunter picked him up by the head, back him into the ropes, and shot him off. Zout rebounded, heading back to center ring where Sullivan waited with a cocked clothesline.

Sullivan released a deadly clothesline that quite possibly could have taken the head of Zout clean off, but didn't connect with anything at all. Zout rolled under the attack, and then with a jumping pivit, planted two feet into the sternum of Hunter Sullivan, who was knocked off ballance by the move as he turned around. Sullivan bumped back to the mat, and Zout didn't even take the time to stand up, getting to Sullivan. He kneeled on one knee near the veteran, holding the other man's head with his left arm, and shooting fist after fist into his face with the right. Hunter, taken completely off guard by this entire assult by Zout coming out of no where left him with a single defense, putting both arms up to his own face to attempt to ward off the blows. Zout pulled the last punch, though Hunter flinched anyway. Sullivan dropped his guard now, but as soon as he did, Zout dropped a light finger into his eye with a comical styling. Hunter's hands immediately flew to his eyes in aid while Zout stood, waving the fans to their feet.

The fans let loose a round of cheersfor the back and forth action that was to be expected from a much higher card slot. Zout turned back to Sullivan now, who held his eye as he made his way to his feet. Zout went to him, helping to lift him to his feet by the head, to be met by a jab to the abs. He retaliated with a quick knee into the ribs of Hunter before whipping the man into the coner. Hunter sunk down in the corner slightly, trying to regain his barings. Zout ran toward the corner, hopping up to the second turnbuckle and pumping fist after fist into the skull of Sullivan as the crowd counted along, "ONE!" Another fist, "TWO!" Again, "THREE!" This one landed near Hunter's left temple, "FOUR!" Zout cocked his arm back for a fifth, but Hunter had other plans, lifting Zout higher into the air and jumping forward, slamming Zout against the center of the mat with a brutal Spine Buster.

Another eruption from the fans. Either man refused to back down from this fight now, but it seemed that one of their luck was running out as Hunter mounted the top turnbuckle, signalling for his signature Top Rope Elbow Drop. As Mark Zout lay in the center of the ring, barely able to move, Hunter Sullivan took flight. He seemed to move almost in slow motion as he reached the peak of his jump and began to soar down to the center of the ring. It was poetry in motion, like a fantastic elegant bird diving at it's prey. Hunter's elbow crashed beautifully into the chest of Zout, and sent the other's feet into the air with the impact. Hunter rolled to his stomach, covering Zout as the ref slid into possition right next to them. "ONE!" The ref slapped the mat again, joined by the fans in his count ,"TWO!" The third slap to the mat, and the the final count by the fans, "THREE!"

However, the ref did not signal for the bell. Zout's arm was high in the air, and the official pointed to the rookie's shoulder blade, which was barely, but clearly not in contact with the mat. Hunter went to his knees, taking a peek at the shoulder himself. Throwing his arms out, Hunter looked betrayed, taking his agressions first out on the ref, "What?!" The official told him firmly that it was a near pinfall, but only a two count. Hunter placed a hand to his head, sighing heavily. With an angry grunt, he lifted Zout to his feet and sent him to the ropes. Zout bounced off the ropes, coming to center ring, to meet a speeding Hunter, running at him from the other side of the ring. Hunter plowed into the rookie hard with Shoulder Tackle. Zout bumped back to the mat, and Hunter looked down to him, "Yeah, you like that? Stay there!" With those words, Sullivan turned, running to the nearest set of ropes. As soon as his back was to Zout, Mark jumped up, diving infront of the feet of Sullivan as he came off the ropes. Sullivan lept over the body of Zout, running to the opposite ropes. As soon as Hunter had passed over him. Zout jumped to his feet and stalked after the veteran. As Hunter came off this set of ropes his arm was caught and he found himself flipping forward through the air in a Hip Toss. Zout lost his grip on the arm of Hunter, and was barely able to re-clasp the other's arm by the wrist. At his highest point, Hunter was fifteen feet above the mat before he came crashing down, his back colliding with the canvas at no less than twenty miles an hour.

Hunter placed a hand to his back, grunting in pain as he battled for his feet. Zout, exhausted from the beating Hunter had already inflicted on him, used the ropes to aid him to his feet. Zout pointed to the fans, and as he turned to Sullivan, pointed around the entire arena, then he crouched down just a few feet away from his opponent, waving for Sullivan to stand and turn to face him. As Hunter won the battle to reach his feet and turned, a band supporting his now aching back, he was surprised to be lifted in a fireman's carry.

Zout squatted all two hundred twenty-five pounds of Hunter Sullivan into the air, Spun his torso counter-clockwise, and released the legs of the Hardkore Ikon, falling to his own back and trapping Sullivan's head in the Markout. Both men crashed into the mat, but it was Zout who rolled Sullivan over in a pin. The referee slid into possition at Sullivan's shoulders and shot a hand to the mat, the fans counting with him, "ONE!" Again, the hand tagged the mat, "TWO!" The referee's hand slapped the mat once more, accompanied by the fan's chant, "THREE!"

The official turned to the bell table, signalling for the bell. There was a sharp DING! DING! DING! In quick succesion. Mark gained his feet to the harmonica of "Shine Down," and for the first time in his GWA career felt his hand raised by the match official. The voice of the ring announcer, [name], came over the PA, introducing once more, the match victor. "Your winner, by pinfall, Mark Zout!"

The lyrics of Zout's theme played overhead as he signalled to the fans, resulting in a pop. Behind him and noticed by Zout, Hunter had risen to his feet. Zout, with a wide smile across his face, turned, nearly running into the Hardkore Ikon. Hunter's stare was intense, and made of stone. Zout's smile faded with the crowd's noise. The two stood toe to toe for a long moment before Sullivan nodded and turned, taking his leave from the ring, and going up the walkway. Zout turned back to the fans, waving them up, which resulted in a cheer. The rookie mounted the middle turnbuckle, and pointed to the people in celebration once more before ducking between the top and middle ropes, and taking his own leave, the lyrics from "Shine Down" now fading amound the people's chatter....

Roselyn: The following match is set for one fall. Your referee for this match is Dave Nichols.

*Nichols raises his arms in an attempt for cheers, but gets nothing but silence from the Kakihara Memorial Hall crowd in attendance.*

The opening to “Kill the Rock by Mindless Self Indulgence” is heard throughout the Kakihara Memorial Hall.

Spyke walks out holding a light tube and he raises it to the air. The audience boos him.

Roselyn: Making his way to the ring, weighting in at 190 lbs; the Spunky Super Sexy Soldier, SPYKE GEIN!!!

�I can handle this but I can't handle anything else
it's my own mistake - it's based on me and not on my groin
it's the little things in my pants that we're all living for
I never really knew what that thing down there was used for�

Spyke kneels to one knee, holding up the light tube in one hand, giving the audience the finger with the other.

�Yo yo yo yo yo yo - I kill the rock rock rock rock rock yo
then she killed my brain brain brain brain brain brain brain brain
nothing hurts anymore - nevermind... then she killed my�

�you�re wicked gay but then today i think i'll be hardcore
if i forget to take my medicine then i'll be sick
I'm so hot to trot I'm stealing all my beats from the blacks
and from all the young girls is where I steal my act�

Spyke stands up and breaks the light tube over his head and begins laughing maniacally.

�Yo yo yo yo yo yo - I kill the rock rock rock rock yo then
then she killed my brain brain brain brain brain brain brain brain
nothing hurts anymore - nevermind... then she killed my brain�

�I can't stand it x4�

Spyke rushes to the ring and slides under the bottom rope, he waits for his opponent.

*The lights suddenly dim down as the opening guitar intro to "Lose Control" pick ups and smoke shoots from near the entrance way. A figure in a navy shiny long jacket emerges, standing while looking at the fans as he stands in the shadows. The figure emerges as strobe lights go off to reveal....CODY BOGARD!!!!! Cody begins making his way to the ring with Sofia right beside him, both appearing with new attires.*

Roselyn: His tag team partner, accompanied to the ring by Sofia, weighing in at 204 lbs. The King of Hearts, CODY BOGARD!!!

I can't stop- can't stop thinking
About you at all I called you up
to come on round tonight
You wouldn't give a straight answer
But you wouldn't say no
Even though you're going with him

Here comes the night
Lead me on
In your veins
Warm inside
Heart beats fast
Lights are low
I want you
Let it go

Cody makes his way over to the ring, springing up to the ring apron, climbing the turnbuckle and posing with his arms open in a pose.

You arrive with cool in your eyes
And explain to me
How he makes you feel inside
So safe, secure
Later on as the night is falling
You bring me on with violent words
Desire and being young

Here comes the night
Lead me on
In your veins
Warm inside
Heart beats fast
Lights are low
I want you
Let it go

Cody jumps from the turnbuckle as he looks at his opponent.

Here comes the night- it is coming on
The lights are low and our records on
Inside your veins and you lead me on
Here comes the night- it is coming on

*Cody turns over to see the crowd, as they shower him with a wave of navy and gold streamers, to match his new attire color scheme. The fans chanting “CODY! CODY! CODY!” while the referee clears the ring of the streamers lying in the ring.*

DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!

The former rivals back from the Rejects/Samurai Army feud in the past, facing off once again as Spyke sticks his hand out for a handshake, balling his hand into a fist behind his back. Bogard stands there looking at the hand, then brining his head up, shooting a cold as ice stare into Spyke’s eyes. Gein then tells Cody to trust him, not knowing what he has in store for him and hoping that his opponent makes his move. Cody reaches in for the handshake, locking hands with the Spunky Super Sexy Soldier, but then sees Spyke whipping out his other arm in a sneak attack opportunity. The moment he connects with Cody’s face, Spyke tries to go for the ropes but feels something pulling his arm back. Turning his head back, he looks over at the King of Hearts almost unfazed by the sucker punch, pulling him back by the arm and straight away flings him across the ring with an armdrag. Thinking two steps ahead, Bogard adjusts his hold on Spyke’s arm for an armbar attempt, but Gein manages to wiggle free and brings Cody down to the mat with a basic wrestling takedown, a surprising move for someone like Spyke. Gein continues to shock the crowd by locking on a headlock, a move than no one would expect Spyke to ever know, but the shock wouldn’t last long as Cody starts rising back up while headlocked. Cody fires a few punches to the stomach of Gein, weakening the hold around Cody’s neck, pushing Spyke to the ropes and bending over for a back body drop, but Spkye leapfrogs over him and rebounds off the ropes, only for Bogard to lay on the mat to make Gein hurdle over him. Spyke comes off the ropes once more while Cody rises back up from the mat and nails a dropkick smack dab on Spyke’s chest, brining him down to the mat.

Reaching in for Spyke’s legs, Cody comes closer to him only for Gein to spring in a fast roll up attempt…

1…

Bogard kicks out nearly immediately after the one count, turning over and seeing Spyke flashing an insane smile across his face. The Burning Avenger looks to wipe the grin off his face with a forearm smash, but Gein slowly turns his head and starts chuckling. Cody doesn’t find any of this amusing and fires off another forearm smash, but Spyke keeps laughing, almost using his emotions to shield his pain. Looking to go for broke, Cody winds up for a Shotei strike, but the Spunky Super Sexy Soldier blocks the strike and counters with a judo chop to the neck. The strike stuns Bogard in his tracks, leaving him open for another judo chop from Spyke but this time to the head. Spyke leads Bogard over to the ropes, throwing an arm over one of Cody’s free arms, lifting him over his hips and throwing him down onto the mat with a lifting judo hip throw. Bogard tries to roll over but exposes his back for Spyke to retaliate with some kicks to the back, rolling in front of Bogard’s face and nailing him with a front dropkick to the face. Spyke continues to smile like a psycho, lifting Cody up to his feet only to sweep him back down to the mat with a wrestling takedown. Gein leaps on top of the Burning Avenger and goes for some punches, but Bogard quickly throws up a guard to block the punches. After a while of trying to pound away at Cody’s guard, the Spunky Super Sexy Soldier reaches back and wraps Bogard’s legs around his waist, a move that confuses Cody and leaves him open for Spyke to latch onto his arms. Gein begins to plant his feet in order to gain stability, slowly lifting up the heavier King of Hearts and slamming him back on the mat with a Daki-age judo slam. Cody arches his back, yelling in excruciating pain, as Sypke drags his body toward the center of the ring, jogging over the ropes and springs off the top for an Asai Moo-NO! Bogard gets his knees up in time to bash Gein’s mid-section and chest. Thinking on his feet, Cody fights his way back up and faces away from Spyke, flipping backwards and landing on him with a standing moonsault pin attempt.

1… 2…

Spyke kicks out of the pin. Looking to spring back into the fight, Bogard quickly rolls back up and pushes Spkye away to the ropes and gains running room. As Cody charges at Gein, Spyke goes for a clothesline counter but is ducked by Cody, allowing him to bounce back off and leap up, spinning and latching onto Gein’s arm, whipping across the ring with an armdrag. While Spyke was still on the ground, Bogard runs over and goes for a dropkick to the face, but Spyke pulls his body up to avoid the hit and goes for a pin. Cody immediately pushes him off his body to avoid any pin count, flipping forward to his feet and takes a swinging kick attempt at Gein’s head, but he ducks right under it. The Spunky Super Sexy Soldier reaches in and takes hold of Cody’s arm, going for a Tsurikomi Goshi judo throw but Bogard fully flows with the throw, landing on his feet in some way. The Burning Avenger somehow manages to slide behind Spyke and goes for a backdrop lift, only for Gein to flip backwards to his feet. Going for the advantage, Gein takes hold of Cody’s head in a reverse headlock and jumps up to the ropes for a springboard bulldog, but Bogard stays up and drops him back down to the ropes to rise him up again. Cody throws him across the ring, only for Gein to land back to his feet and turning around to fire off a dropkick, connecting with a dropkick by Bogard as both men rise to one knee in a face off pose, to a surprising round of applause from the Japanese fans in attendance. Both men take their time to rise up, with Spyke firing off kicks to the legs, but Cody pulls his knees up each time to block each strike and counters with a Shotei strike to stun him. The Burning Avenger goes off by firing a pair of quick forearm smashes, spinning for a third but the moment his back is turned, Spyke locks up a crossface chickenwing.

The King of Hearts flairs his arms in the air in an attempt to reach the ropes, but Gein leaps up and wraps his leg around Bogard’s waist, pulling him down to the mat. As much as he tries, Cody swings his free arm but fails to make any progress toward any rope, while Spyke continues to lock on the hold tighter and tighter across Cody’s neck. Bogard begins to fade as his movements become fewer and slower. As he starts to lose consciousness, chants of “Bo-Gardu! Bo-Gardu! Bo-Gardu!” ring through his ears, slowly regaining motion back in his arms. All of the sudden, Spyke releases his legs from Bogard’s waist and rolls to his side, slowly rising up from the mat and delivering knee shots to the back, releasing the chickenwing and turning him around, wrapping his arms around Cody and throws him over his hip with a O Goshi judo throw. The Spunky Super Sexy Soldier continues with his questionable tactics by backing away from the Burning Avenger, slowly circling around his body and stalking right in front of Cody. Spyke, in his smug, cocky arrogance, goes into a crane style stance a la the Karate Kid, almost awaiting the moment for Bogard to rise up in front of him. Once Bogard got to his feet, Gein launches a crane kick……but his leg is caught by Cody, forcing Spyke to beg and plead with Cody to let go. After listening to Spyke’s pleas, Bogard decides to almost wrench out Gein’s leg with a Dragon Screw. The Spunky Super Sexy Soldier starts scurrying over to the corner while holding his leg, looking scared in an attempt to play some mind games with Cody, unfortunately it doesn’t work as Bogard begins stomping on him. Cody grabs hold of the ropes while pressing the sole of his boot across the face of Spyke, hesitating for a moment and scrapes the boot across Spyke’s face. Bogard takes a moment to try to get the crowd cheering, going back with more boot scrapes on Gein’s face. Once the Burning Avenger does the ninth boot scrape, Bogard races over off the ropes and charges straight at Spyke, driving his boot straight across the face and nearly tearing off Gein’s face with a brutal Facewash.

The Burning Avenger pulls Spyke away from the corner, pulling him up by his head and delivering a couple of knee strikes to the midsection, following up with forearm smashes into the corner. Cody takes hold of Spykes arm and goes for an Irish Whip to the turnbuckle, but Spyke counters whips him into the corner instead. Gein runs up and lunges his body at Cody, but he ducks under Spyke, causing him to crash into the corner. Right away, the King of Hearts hits the ropes and rebounds back at Spyke, launching his body and connecting with a leaping double knee smash to the chest. As Spyke staggers forward from the impact of the last move, Bogard lifts Spyke in the air, dropping him over the ropes and leaving him straddling. Making sure that Gein wouldn’t move, Cody leaps up and nails a back brain kick which rattles the already loopy mind of Spyke Gein. Somehow, Spyke remains on the ropes, albeit leaning backwards and slightly knocked out, as Cody all of the sudden slides out of the ring and climbs up to the big entrance ramp which connects the ring to the stage. Cody marches his way all the way across the ring over to the entranceway, turning his attention back over to Spyke, who is still on the ropes and slowly leaning back forward, as the King of Hearts begins sprinting the length of the entrance ramp. Just as he reaches Spyke, Bogard throws his leg up in the air and drills his boot to the side of Gein’s head with a Running Kenka Kick, knocking him back into the ring. Looking over at the Spunky Super Sexy Soldier’s fallen body, Cody makes his way to the turnbuckle, climbing up to the top to the cheers of the crowd. Once reaching the top, Cody rises straight up while using his hands to get the crowd to cheer louder and louder, then diving off the top and crashes on top of Spyke with a frog splash, staying on top for the cover.

1… 2… TH….Spyke gets the shoulder up at two and a half!!!

Cody violently yanks Spyke up to his feet and whips him into the ropes…..Spyke returns and HITS HIM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A FURIOUS RUNNING STO!!!!!!!

Spyke waits in a corner and Cody gets into a kneeling position, only to be immediately leveled by a shining wizard kick, Spyke had hit him with TACO FUSION 42!!!!!!

With Cody on the ground, Spyke turns around and does a standing moonsault and lands on Cody in a pinning position…

1…2…

Cody kicks out.

As Cody starts to get up, Spyke reaches his hand down his pants and starts scratching his genital region….when Cody turns around he gets a mouthful of THE STANK CLAW!!!!!!! The audience groans in disgust in unison……

Cody finally breaks free of the hold and starts gagging…..Spyke is jumping up and down with glee…..

Spyke puts some boots to Cody while he’s down…..

Spyke’s celebration is cut short by a straight punch to the gut….followed by another….Cody gets to his feet and sends another stiff punch into Spyke’s gut….then one to his ribs…then rears back and palms him in the face……Spyke falls to the ground, his nose now bleeding….

Cody heads to the top rope and gets seated to attempt a high flying move, but Spyke quickly runs and sets him up for a superplex! Cody fights out of it and quickly locks a butterfly hold on Spyke…….he then gestures for the audience to move out of the way, and, making sure not to lose his balance and fall as well, DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEXES SPYKE OUTSIDE OF THE RING AND INTO THE AUDIENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A cameraman frantically makes his way through the audience to get a shot of the destroyed Spyke….he isn’t moving….Cody jumps down from the turnbuckle and goes out to get a handful of Spykes liberty spikes in an attempt to get him to his feet….but he isn’t budging….

Drake: I….think he killed him….

Cody grabs Spyke by the arm and drags him out as several Japanese fans pat him on the back…..he picks Spyke up and rolls him into the ring, then quickly hooks his leg for a pin….

1……2……thr….

SPYKE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!!!!!

The Japanese crowd lets out a collective surprised UHWAH!

Cody pins Spyke again, just to be sure…

1…2…

SPYKE KICKS OUT!!!!!

Drake: Could…Spyke win?
Claire: I don’t know…but can you imagine what a victory for the ADD Assasin over the former Gambino AND Openweight champion would do for his career?

Spyke gets up and Cody punches him in the face hard,….but Spyke just starts laughing…..Cody hits him again and Spykes laughter becomes uproarious….

Cody hits him one last time to be hit out of nowhere with THE NORRIS!!!!!!

Cody falls over and Spyke erupts into an odd insane laughter that fills the Kakahira Memorial Hall….

Claire: This is….kind of disturbing….

Spyke raises his arm in victory and starts to walk out of the ring….Dr. Loki manages to walk out and makes sure Spyke turns around and heads back to the ring. Before he sends him off, Loki slips some medication to Spyke, as he swallows them and begins looking a little buzzed….

Spyke begrudgingly rolls back into the ring and climbs up to the top turnbuckle….he waits for Cody to get up and attempts a Hurricanrana only to be POWERBOMBED HARD as soon as his legs wrap around Cody’s neck…

Cody then picks Spyke back up…..he points his finger out to the audience who gives him a big cheer…..

Cody lifts Spyke in a vertical Suplex….then lands in a sitout piledriver, hitting the DAI GOKŌJIN DRIVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cody quickly pins Spyke….

1…2…3!!!

*DINGDINGDING*

Roselyn: Here is Your winner…..The Burning Avenger….CODY…BOGARD!!!!

*The Japanese fans voice their huge appreciation for Cody. As Bogard faces the fans and raising his arms while on the turnbuckle, Dr. Loki enters the ring armed with a stun gun. The moment Cody turns around and notices Loki, the Doctor’s movement screeches to a halt…. Sofia had slid into the ring and caught him with a low blow, dropping the stun gun. The moment Loki drops to one knee, Sofia steps in front of him and locks up his arms, while the Japanese fans let out huge cheers and Cody standing near the corner smiling. Once the Sexy Goddess gets Loki onto her shoulders, she send him crashing to the mat with the PARADISE BOMBSHELL!!! Dave heads over and raises both the arms of Cody and Sofia, as the crowd pulls an unlikely “SAM-U-RAI!!! SAM-U-RAI!!! SAM-U-RAI!!!” Both the King of Hearts and the Sexy Goddess exit the ring, walking their way back to the entrance while taking moments to celebrate with the fans. Meanwhile in the ring, Spyke comes to and begins raising his arms in victory, a side effect of the medication that Loki slipped him earlier. Dave and the other referees come out and take the rare opportunity to help him out of the ring while he’s still in this state of joy…*

Roselyn waits patiently for the the signal to announce the next match. "The following contest is THE Ladder match. The only way to win is by climbing the ladder and pulling down the briefcase with a contract that will allow the winner to challenge for the GWA Grand Championship at any time or place they so choose."

The murmuring that fills the air of the building is silenced as a veil of black quickly sweeps over the fans in attendance. There is a pause for a moment of two, but two silence is broken by a steady bassline floating out over the arena. The fans begin to jeer as they have little doubt as to who's music this belongs to. The bass is accompanied by an organ, but as soon as the bass is returned to dominance, a spotlight falls on the beginning of the entrance aisle, resting on a new curtain which proudly boasts the Chambers Family Broken Heart Crest. The fans begin to boo and cheer wildly as the lyrics begin and Roy Chambers, Chamber Maids at his side, burst though the curtain following the first line.

The light in the window is a crack in the sky....
A stairway to heaven in the blink of an eye....
I look to your tears to know she'll never be coming back....
The man in the dark will bring another attack....

Chambers is clad in his trademark sunglasses, and garbed in a long, glossy, sleeveless longcoat, decorated with a purple design pattern flowing around the length of the coat. Roy slowly makes his way down the entrance aisle with a cocky smile that seems to reflect his entire demeanor. He pays no attention to the fans screaming at him from not three feet away, be they fans or just plain assholes. As he reaches the base of the ring, he tilts his head up and slightly spreads his arms, cuing the Maids to remove his coat and shades. As they place it on the time-keeper's table, Roy stands on the ring apron, looking out into the sea of fans.

You're mama told you that you're not supposed to talk to strangers.
Look in the mirror, tell me, do you think your life's in danger?
NO MORE TEARS!

Chambers leads the fans in an interjection of "No More Tears" as the Chamber maids climb onto the apron on either side of Roy. They each lie back along the second rope, holding onto the top rope while pushing it up with their leg nearest to the crowd, using the other for balance, allowing Roy room to move comfortable into the ring. Roy ducks under the top rope and enters the ring as the Maids drop to the floor. Roy takes the time out of his choreographed entrance to ascent the turnbuckle and deliver some not-so-casual fan interaction, the nice guy that he is.

Another day passes as the light closes in...
The red light goes on to say it's time to begin...
I see the man around the corner waiting there he's singing,
I close my eyes and I can hear the sounds of someone screaming....
NO MORE TEARS!

Again, Chambers leads the crowd in a chant of No More Tears which the Japanese surprisingly know before hopping off the apron and going to one knee in the center of the ring as high-pitched violins take the place of Ozzy's vocals. The lights die out and the arena is cast in darkness again until the song finishes. As the light returns, Roy is seen lying spread out atop the turnbuckle in a somewhat provocative pose, waiting lazily for his opponent.

The lights in the arena immediately dim and the entrance flashes and sparkles as the opening spacey hip-hop beat produced by Timbaland from "SexyBack" by Justin Timberlake booms out through the speakers, almost moving the arena. The strobe lights flicker on and off, lighting up the stage with flashes of white. A crowd of females dressed provocative clothing come out, a straight line across the stage horizontally, while two long rows walk on the entrance ramp parallel of each other. The lights on the side of the curtain up on the stage twinkle almost like diamonds. The fans are then literally rained on with a storm of real money. Two backstage crew members run from behind the curtains, rolling out what seems to be a mile long, red carpet that stops at the ring. For the viewers at home, their screen cuts down to a widescreen view, much like those for movies in theaters as a thick fog covers the entire entrance.

I'm bringing sexy back (yeah)
Them other boys don't know how to act (yeah)
I think you're special whats behind your back (yeah)
So turn around and ill pick up the slack. (yeah)
Take em' to the bridge

Dirty babe (uh huh)
You see these shackles baby I'm your slave (uh huh)
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave (uh huh)
It's just that no one makes me feel this way (uh huh)
Take em' to the chorus

To the crowd's surprise, Prince followed by Killa Kal comes out from behind the curtains, accompanied by his gorgeous girlfriend, Lana, to overwhelming, ear-deafening boos and some applause by the Japanese audience, wearing a signature white leather DMC trenchcoat, purposely wearing it open to expose his highly defined abs that appear to be carved from granite, special match white and black Cage inspired tights, and matching Adidas. Prince remixes the song with his own dash of guitar solo. A crowd of photographers swarm them in a giant crowd, taking photos of their picture perfect looks. His brown eyes roam the crowd in attendance for the show. The crowd stands up on their feet, greeting him, some with cheers, but mostly with a shower of jeers. Killa takes a few steps up, searching the crowd through his stunna shades, not even caring about this type of reception from the crowd, but actually loving every second of it. A small smirk springs across his face. He throws his arms up in the air as he breathes in the fresh air. He begins to walk forward with his lady latched on to the side of his arm, her hand lingering around his torso, and further down to his ab's as she rubs all over them with a hint of lust in her eyes. They make their way to the GWA ring, laughing at the crowd along the way, prepared for the battle ahead.

Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you're tourkin with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child

Killa strides past the booing fans, stopping at the ring. The darling Lana removes his stunna shades from his face. She kisses him passionately and wildly before letting him go. Killa walks along the apron, standing up on the second turnbuckle. He raises his head, closing his eyes and breathing in the electricity and ignoring the thousands of boos. He enters the ring going through the middle rope. Once in the squared circle Killa takes another moment to look at the crowd. He walks past the ref and steps up on the second rope on the upper right turnbuckle, throwing his right arm up in the air again, getting another reaction from the huge audience. He steps down and goes to the left turnbuckle opposite of the one he was on, repeating the same taunt. Killa jumps down from that turnbuckle and turns to face the entrance, waiting for his opponent. He looks down at the people in the first row, looking around at the crowd with his eyes squinted. Lana steps into the ring, bending over in front of Kal as he yanks her back up by her long black hair, kissing each other again. A sense of satisfaction comes across his face as he removes his trenchcoat, handing it Lana as she exits the ring and he listens to Prince continue to play his guitar to his entrance theme.

Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it
Get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it
Get your sexy on

I'm bringing sexy back (yeah)
The mothers ******** watch how I attack (yeah)
If that's your girl better watch your back (yeah)
Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact (yeah)
Take em' to the chorus

Prince ends with a guitar solo, ending the last riff with a huge pryo explosion at the stage. "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Prince moans as he and Kal shake hands, Prince leaving the ring along with all the sexy women following after him to the backstage area. Killa and Chambers both take a different turnbuckle, stretching, and pumping themselves for the match that they are about to go through. The announcer stands in the middle of the ring with the briefcase that holds a contract that will allow the winner to cash in to face the GWA Grand Champion any time and any place. "In the left corner, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, hailing from the Isre of Gambino, he is the Heartbreaker, ROOOOOOOOY CHAMBAAAAAAHSSSSS!!!!" A cloud of confetti and streamers burst from behind Chambers corner as he steps forward, raising his arm into the air. "In the right corner, weighing in at two-hundred and seventy pounds, currently residing in Hollywood, California, the Horrywood Highlight, KIRRAAAAAAAA KAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!!" Killa definitely gets more streamers than Chambers, all of them covering the ring as the crew sweeps them all out before the referee signals for the bell.

DING. DING. DING.

The match has officially begun, but neither man has yet to make a move, instead choosing to keep their attention on the piece of eye candy hoisted high above the ring. Both men realize what that briefcase can do for their careers and without any hesitation they charge at each other, beginning this match with a straight up brawl. Kal places his hand behind Chambers head while Roy does the same as the two blast each other with simultaneous punches. Kal forces Chambers back with a quick push, following it up with a EuroCut, but Roy blocks it, chopping Killa across his rock hard pecs. Killa merely brushes this off, going for a chop of his own which connects, but not before Chambers can land another stiff chop. The two now engage in a battle of the chops, seeing which man will stand down. Chambers seems to be landing more chops due to his quickness, but Kal's are definitely having more of an effect as Roy's pale chest slowly forms a cherry red bruise. Kal now takes the advantage with Chambers fearing that Killa already has his number. Never one to play it fair, Chambers catches Killa off guard with a thumb to the eye! Chambers makes a run for the ropes, coming off to land a Yakuza Kick-denied! Kal manages to dodge to the side, bouncing off the ropes behind Chambers and attempting to Lariat the jive wrestler. The Heartbreaker instinctively ducks, running past Killa, and rebounding off the ropes only to receive a EuroCut! To Killa's dismay Chambers doesn't succumb to the pain, and instead lashes out with a Discus Lariat! The crowd goes into awe at the sight of Kal no-selling the strike, waving his finger in front of Chambers' face in a mocking motion. Roy comes at Killa hastily, but the Highlight drops him with a flawless armdrag. Chambers kips back up to his feet, surprising Kal with an armdrag of his own. Both men easily get to a standing position, coasting off the ropes without paying attention to the other only to meet right back in the center of the ring, together having the same intention for a Lariat.

Together they stop, the japanese fans showing their appreciation for the even duel. As comedic as their last encounter was, they've made it clear that tonight they are all business. The two have a stand off, with Kal butting heads with Chambers as they continue to add more gasoline to the fire with some trash talk only for Chambers to haul back and go for a b***h Slap! But Kal's pimp hand is too strong, easily blocking this and sending Chambers reeling with a Pimp Smack of his own! Killa throws Chambers up on his shoulder, slamming his back to the canvas with a Back Suplex. Kal gets a good hand full of Chambers' precious hair, dragging him over to one of the corners, and stands him up. Killa begins to work Roy's previously cherry chest, chopping away as if he was trying to cut down a tree until Chambers' pec's were beaming red. Killa ends his flurry of chops, causing Chambers to slump down into the corner. Losing himself in the moment, Killa violently knees away at Chambers face, backing away from the corner to give Roy time to eat a face wash right across his jaw. With Roy hanging face down over the bottom rope, Kal takes this moment to go for the ladder for the first time in the match. With all the ladders set up and laying around the ring, this doesn't make Killa's job too hard. Taking one of the already set up ladders and closing it, Kal walks over to where Chambers is still lingering, throwing the ladder directly into his face. Allowing for the ladder to fall Kal takes a slight break to boast to the crowd, walking over to one of the Asian men in the crowd and mocking him by pointing at his attire. "Do you see this bulge b***h? I got Godzilla harbored in my pants homie. Crouching tiger hidden dragon kid." Unfortunately, taking his eyes off of Roy proves to be a foolish move as Kal picks that ladder back up just as Roy comes full force from the ropes, drilling the ladder into Killa while putting his own body on the line with a beautiful SIDEWAYS CORKSCREW PLANCHA!!!

The two go tumbling over on the floor, Killa getting his first taste of metal in a while. Lana looks on with some concern, peering from behind one of the ring posts. The referee steps out the ring to see if either man is capable of continuing the match to which both respond by standing back up. Chambers is able to get to his feet before Kal can though, taking the ladder and sliding it into the ring so he can set up shop. Roy looks back to see if Kal is in the ring yet before beginning his steps towards success, getting close before Kal comes from behind, pulling Roy down from his spot by his tights. Before Killa can get a word in, Chambers fires back with some step kicks to his washboard abs, pushing his creativity to the limit by using the first few steps of the ladder to land one last stiff kick to the Highlight's jaw, and sending him staggering around the ring. Chambers then knees Killa in the stomach, forcing him to double over and hitting a swinging neckbreaker! Chambers patiently waits for his opponent to come around, watching as he sits up so he can unload a thunderous soccer kick to the sternum of the Highlight. The Heartbreaker continues his onslaught of kicks, taking shots at Killa's chest, back, and even his face. Roy takes precautions this time around instead of returning to the ladder as he lifts Killa back up, throwing him to the farthest set of ropes. The larger man of the two comes running back, countering with a Big Boot to Chambers face, if only Roy hadn't moved. Chambers breaks into a stance, sending Killa falling to the mat with a sickening kick aimed at the back of Kal's neck. Roy runs his hands through his obsidian hair, pacing over to Kal, and applying a well known move of his, the Cravate. It now appears that Chambers is targeting Kal's neck, knowing that he might just have to actually kill Kal in order to win this match. With submissions meaning next to nothing in this bout, Roy releases the hold, only to put Killa in place for some more kicks to his jaw and face. Roy dashes for the ropes, forcing himself towards Killa to hit a Running Knee Lift! Chambers continues his stride, coming off the ropes not facing Kal as he lands another neckbreaker! However Killa interrupts the move by wrapping his right arm around Chambers' neck, twisting his body some to snap back into a modified backbreaker!

Killa plays off the pain in his neck, grinning to the crowd after his magnificent reversal. In the back of his mind there is only one goal and that's to walk away with that briefcase in his arms. There is no other option inside the head of the Hollywood Highlight, failure will not be accepted. To some, they believe it's another foolish mistake on Kal's part for not climbing the ladder while the opportunity is out there, but Killa only believes that the time will be right when Chambers is sprawled out in a bloody heap or even worse, dead. Allowing the former Prime Time Champ to regain his footing, Kal turns him around to tear that chest up even more with some knife-edged chops. Chambers tries to fight back with chops of his own, but Kal dispenses this with a jaw shattering EuroCut. Killa immediately locks in a air tight front waistlock, flipping Chambers over his head with a powerful Belly to Belly Suplex. Kal, truly believing that the Belly to Belly had enough power behind it to keep Chambers down for a few, walks over to the ladder still standing in the center of the ring, and begins his ascension. Wasting no time in his efforts to reach the top, Kal starts to stretch those long arms of his out, reaching for the briefcase that hangs quite a few feet away from his fingertips. Killa takes another step, not wanting to get too far to the top, but that's what ends up happening, and at that very moment, Chambers has returned to a standing position. Killa who is too caught up trying to capture the briefcase is unable to notice that there's a slight slant and that's when he realizes that Roy is pushing the ladder over, causing Kal to land balls first on the top rope! Lana and many of the fans let out a shriek since anything could've happened to Killa on his way down. Chambers takes advantage of this situation, pushing and pulling the ropes up and down as he causes further insult to injury. With Killa still sitting on the top rope, Chambers walks over to the turnbuckle facing Kal, leaping high up on the top, and knocking Killa out the ring with another vicious kick to his handsome face. Roy doesn't hesitate to take the ladder, placing it back in the center of the ring while he tries his luck for the second time as he climbs.

Chambers doesn't care too much about his opponent as he keeps his attention on the briefcase that could give him the rematch he's been seeking for so long. As Roy makes it to the top of the ladder, he and the fans start to figure out that it might take a taller ladder to get to the briefcase without jumping for it. This proves to be too late a thought though, as Killa slides back into the ring, and this time with a ladder of his own. Killa holds the ladder in his arms as if he was preparing to have a jousting contest against someone, ramming it's metal end right into the lower spine of Chambers, forcing him to plummet back to the canvas with an echoing thud. Killa carries the ladder over to Chambers, using it to stomp out the air from the Heartbreaker's lungs with shots to his lower abdomen with the ladder, finally throwing it down on him. Killa picks the ladder up off of Chambers' body, taunting him to stand back up, watching him carefully as he stirs around. Roy gets a good base, solely to turn around right in time for Killa to smash the ladder square into his face. Killa, who still has the ladder, carries it to one of the corners, setting it there. On his way back over to Chambers, he catches a glimpse of the cut above Roy's eyes, and like a shark goes straight for the blood. The Highlight mounts his groggy opponent, hammering away at his forehead, and specifically the cut with some hard right hands. Succeeding in opening the cut, Killa smiles like a fat kid with gluttony, throwing Chambers up on his shoulders with his body facing him. Using that brute strength of his, Kal gets a running start towards the corner, hurling Chambers like a spear head-first into the ladder! Killa makes sure to grind Roy's face into the ladder, his flesh tearing open thanks to the metal on the ladder. Snatching him away from the ladder by his amazingly groomed, but blood stained hair, Kal shows off the bloody mess he has created to the crowd, the Japanese showing how appalled they are, unlike the Americans who cheer for the gore. Keeping Chambers held in place, Killa looks back at the ladder almost as if an idea just hit him. Killa, being the wrestling mastermind that he is, locks in a reverse waistlock, hurling Chambers back for a GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE LADDER!!!

The arena appears to be consumed with thousands of "Ooooooooo's" and "Ahhhhhhhhh's", while the drunk Americans in attendance start up the first "Holy s**t" chants. Killa looks back at Chambers motionless carcass briefly, but soon turning back to face the ladder as he attends to the matter at hands, removing that briefcase from it's place. The Apostle member returns to his climbing, one step...two steps...three steps...four steps...Killa reaches the top now and tries his hand at bringing the briefcase down, but his efforts are foiled when The Heartbreaker shows up on the other side of the ladder, serving him with a right hand to his defined chin. The Hollywood Highlight strikes back with a right hand of his own, sending Chambers tittering, but Roy counters with another jab. So Kal nails the GWA veteran with a right hook that would make Mike Tyson proud. None of these shots are enough to knock either man off the ladder however, till Chambers attempts a risky kick to the temple of Kal! Killa would be on dream street right now, but instead chose to jump down from his position, causing Roy to miss. Kal immediately smirks as he pushes the ladder over, forcing Chambers to fall from the ladder and all the way down to the floor! Killa thinks about ascending the ladder once more, but notices Chambers moving about on the outside. Killa rolls out the other side of the ring, picking up one of the ladders out there, gazing to the fans and giving a maniacal grin that hasn't been seen since his last ladder match against Steve Twist. Killa lies that very ladder on the apron and barricade, making sure it stays in place. As he looks for Chambers, the Heartbreaker pops out from the side of the ringpost, blasting Killa with a Yakuza Kick right to the face! Chambers lifts Killa back up by his chin, the Highlight unsuspectingly retaliating with slow hooks that Chambers manages to duck under, until Kal tackles Roy, and smashes his back into the steel ringpost! Killa then drives the former Prime Time champs exposed skull into the post, smearing the blood of Chambers across his chest as he rolls him onto the ring apron. Standing over him, Kal drags Chambers over to that ladder he laid down a few moments ago, looking to position The Heartbreaker on top of it, but Roy proves that he is no pushover by placing Killa's head between his shoulder and arm for an ACE CRUSHER ON THE LADD-LOW BLOW!!!

Being just inches away from the receiving end of devastating move, Kal drags Roy's onto the ladder, hammering away at him to make sure he doesn't go anywhere. Killa steps back into the ring, taking that tipped ladder, and directing it back to the center of the ring. Making his way up the ladder, the former CTC World Champion regrettably looks back, taking another glance at the briefcase before sighing heavily as he does the unthinkable, and leaps off the ladder, hitting a FROGSPLASH THROUGH THE LADDER!!! The entire audience is captivated, standing in awe at the boldness and stupidity of the move Kal just landed. A mixture of "HOLY s**t" and "HORY s**t" are all that can be heard after the deft-defying car wreck that was the frogsplash. The ref checks on both man, primarily Chambers, as the ladder he was laying on has completely caved in, both men lying motionless on the cold cement floor. Killa tries to pull himself together, but is only able to slug himself around on the outside, clinching at his ribs the whole time. Killa painfully crawls back into squared circle, his pace slowing down considerably, allowing Chambers enough time to suck up his injury. Killa tries his hardest to climb the ladder, still holding those ribs while he makes his way closer to the top. Chambers on the other hand, has risen to the turnbuckle at this point, diving off and flooring Kal with a dropkick to his spine! The two fighting competitors are now showing the results of working with ladders now as Chambers takes the ladder that was in one of the corners, throwing it down on the canvas. Kal is standing once again, facing Chambers as he charges him head on, only to taste more metal courtesy of the Heartbreaker dropping him face-first with a Drop Toe Hold! Chambers now holds the dubious duty of placing the Highlight's head between the steps of the ladder, locking in his signature Crippler Cravate!! The fans cringe and clap in respect for this unique way of doing his submission. Killa screams out in agony, while also losing air as the steel steps of the ladder steal away his oxygen supply as it chokes him. Chambers finally breaks the hold, throwing the ladder at his side, and laying Killa's head on the part of the ladder that's on the canvas. With the ladder opened up, Chambers now begins to crush Killa's neck by slamming the other part of the ladder down over him. Roy keeps Kal's head between the ladder, jumping up on the second rope in the nearest corner, and killing him with a LEG DRO-NOOOOO!! Roy's a** hits nothing but metal unfortunately.

With Kal swiftly moving out the way, he keeps Chambers on the ladder, hopping up into the air and crushing his abdomen with his bum. Kal mounts Chambers again while both are on top of the ladder, aiming his punches at Roy's wound, and trying to get as much blood out of him as possible. Chambers uses those durable legs of his to kick Killa in the back of his head and neck, forcing him off. Chambers stands up only for a chop to sweep across his chest, sending a stinging sensation throughout the area. Kal unloads another chop, right hand, another chop, then a EuroCut! Luckily Roy uses the ropes to his advantage as he leans against them, bouncing back with a Lariat! But Kal doesn't go down, so Chambers fires off some kicks to his knees, hoping for Killa to buckle, but the Feature Attraction doesn't respond the way he had hoped. Killa goes for another EuroCut, but Roy stops him before he can land it with Mongolian Chop! Kal no sells this, doubling Chambers over with a knee to the midsection. Killa comes running off the ropes, planning to Lariat, but Roy dodges, coming off the ropes with anther brutal Yakuza Kick! Amazingly, Kal is STILL standing, angering Chambers to the point where he tries for a Super Kick-Denied! Kal catches the HeartBreaker's foot, telling him "I don't think so b***h!", only for Kal to eat those very words when Chambers lands a Enzuigiri that FINALLY knocks Killa down! The fans give a huge pop, supporting Chambers all the way as they chant his name while he makes a run for the ropes, sending himself back towards Killa Crossbody-CAUGHT-POWERSLAM!!! Kal picks Chambers back up, who has been wearing a crimson mask for some time now, and locks in a front facelock. Killa whips him over with a smooth snap suplex. Kal opens up that ladder on the canvas that Chambers had used earlier for his Cravate, dragging Chambers over to it. He makes sure to having him facing the ring as he sandwiches him between the ladder, hooking Chambers leg, and locking in a STF! Chambers body is contorted between the ladder as Killa shouts "TAAAAAAAAAAP!!! TAAAAAAAP!!! DO IT YOU b***h!! TAAAAAAAAP!!!" The Heartbreaker refuses to tap out, even if it doesn't mean anything in this match, his pride just won't allow him to do that. Chambers limbs become lazy, his eyes slowly roll into the back of his head, and all his sporadic movements come to a sudden halt.

Killa Kal releases the crucial submission, satisfied that Chambers' back has to be injured by now. Normally this would be a good time to attend to the ladder, but Killa wants to make sure the job is totally finished, lifting Chambers up as bends him over with a kick to the stomach. The Highlight hooks both of his arms, violently striking his abdomen with his knees prior to hitting a Double Arm Suplex! The Heartbreaker licks his wounds, holding his back as he struggles to sit up. Killa refuses to give him any breaks though, leaning against the ropes as he comes back to execute a Corkscrew EuroCut! The Japanese strangely applaud this, but then again they don't much care for the concept of face and heels. The Americans and Gaians in attendance on the other hand, jeer wildly at Killa, drowning out most of the clapping. The Highlight drinks in the moment, slapping Chambers across the back of his skull, mocking him disrespectfully. The jeers suddenly turn into an explosion of cheers as Chambers strikes back, kicking and slapping on some echoing knife-edged chops on Killa. Chambers second wind shows how much desire he has to come out on top, sending Killa straight into one of the turnbuckles. Chambers gets a running head start prior to using the second rope to boost himself into the air to hitting his RC ENZUIRIRI-NOOOO!!! Kal just barely manages to dodge this, and in that very instant, Chambers turns right into a SHORYUEUROCUT!!! Those cheers and cries of hope are killed just like that. Chambers proceeds to slump down into the turnbuckle, Killa having to pull him up, waking him with a resounding chop across the Heartbreaker's chest, focusing back on that midsection by pumping him with some shoulder thrusts. The Godfather of Wrestling as he calls himself, takes a few steps away from the corner, charging head on again for a Big Boot-dodged! Chambers rolls under Kal's leg, causing Killa to get caught up in the corner. Chambers snatches him away, believing this to be his opening and capturing Killa in his GOD COM-PLEX-NOOOOOOOO!!! Killa drives his elbow into Chambers temple enough to force him to release the hold, Killa returning the favor with a HALF NELSON BACKBREAKER!!! The former CTC World Champ wipes his forehead, sighing out of relief, but keeping up his offense by dragging Chambers body, and leaving his head and upper torso exposed on the outside apron. Killa walks along the apron, prior to jumping up into the air and crushing his winded opponent with a Guillotine Leg Drop!

With shades of the Undertaker, Killa slides back into the ring, asking some of the cameramen at ringside, "Did you get a shot of that? Betta had homie, I'm not doing a second take." The Hollywood Highlight laughs at the sight of Chambers rolling around the ring in complete agony. Killa undoubtedly has control of the match now as he makes his way back up the ladder. One step...two steps...three steps...four steps...five steps...Killa is at the top when Chambers is back to a vertical base and climbing up another ladder he just set up a few inches away from Kal's. The fans are in an uproar, everyone standing to their feet as Killa stretches his arms out for the briefcase. What Killa doesn't see is that Chambers is at the top of the other ladder, sizing him up as he takes a leap of faith, hooking Kal's head for a...BLOCKBUSTER OFF THE LADDER!!!!! The fans explode again as Kakihara Hall literally moves with how much applause the audience unleashes. Both men come crashing down to the canvas in a sickening scene that looks like something straight from a car crash. Killa's body merely convulses freakishly, while Chambers hasn't moved an inch since. The Americans and Gaians begin the infamous "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!" chant as neither man has yet to get to their feet. Killa cringes and gripes as he clinches at the back of his neck, kicking the canvas to show exactly how much pain he is currently experiencing. Chambers, to the delight of the fans, has just risen from the canvas, proclaiming, "This match is over!" Chambers slowly beings to climb the ladder, the briefcase being in his reach now, until a cloud of jeers hangs over his head, leading Chambers to realize that Kal is making his way up on the other side of the ladder. Killa and Chambers go into another exchange, Killa, smashing his elbow into the side of Roy's head, just as Chambers chops Kal all over his chest. The two start to show the results of this contest, their attacks being much slower than before. Killa's elbows are now forcing the challenger to lean back and just at the last minute, Chambers decides that if he's going to go down, he's taking Kal with him. Chambers allows Killa to bite off one more echoing chop as he tips the ladder over, dumping both men over the top rope and onto the entrance ramp!

The two stir to life, truly agonizing over that vicious bump. Kal and Chambers stand up in unison, continuing their brawl from the ladder. Killa slaps his hands together for a Axe Handle EuroCut, but Chambers takes his breath away with a kick directed right at his abdomen. Chambers pulls him close in a front facelock, using what strength he has to lift Killa into the air, prior to spiking him down with a BRAINBUSTAH!!! Chambers stumbles around, trying to make sense out of what's going , and get his head back in the game as he enters the ring. The Heartbreaker goes for a ladder, but the outburst of jeers from the crowd distracts Chambers as he gazes over to Killa, who sends him a look much like the one he sent Steve Twist in their ladder match, worrying that the big man just won't stay down. "What the hell are you made of?" Killa responds with, "I'm Killa Kal b***h! I got more testosterone than this entire audience combined! Not to mention a 30 inch p***s baby!" Killa leaps forward for a Lariat, but Chambers easily counters by stretching Kal's arm behind his back, twisting his body prior to landing a Hammerlock DDT! After Killa's head was drilled into the canvas, Chambers rolls out the ring, pushing one of the ringside members out of their chair, and taking it with him into the ring. The Highlight stands to his feet, only to receive a skull shattering chair shot from Chambers! Killa immediately drops to the mat like a sac of rocks. The former CTC World Champ strains to even sit up as a horrible gash across his forehead has been opened up thanks to the impact of the steel. The fans cheer loudly for the sight of Killa's blood while the Japanese watch with fear. Even after a chair shot like that, Killa still has too much pride to just lay down, struggling to pull himself up with the support of the ropes. Chambers stomps Killa over to the nearest corner, leaving him groggy with a soccer kick to the chest. Chambers oddly places the chair over Kal's face, grabbing hold of both his arms, and then smashing the hair into Kal's already crimson skull with a CURB STOMP INTO THE CHAIR!!! If the crowd wasn't rowdy now, they certainly are after that, everyone screaming out "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!" Killa is a bloody heap now, left face down on the canvas as more blood pours from his lethal wound.

Chambers tosses the chair to the side, reclaiming the ladder and placing it's position right in the center where it belongs. One step...two steps...three steps...four steps...five steps...six steps...Everything seems to be going so thus far as Chambers days of glory are slowly beginning to consume his mind, but those memories soon fade as Killa, sending chills down everyone's spine with the image of him lurching towards the ladder which Chambers currently stands on. Killa has a hard time scaling the ladder, which gives Chambers ample time to reach for the briefcase, almost losing his footing in the process. Killa sends a message to Chambers when he almost knocks him off with a EuroCut, but the Heartbreaker holds on, flinging his head forward, using it as a weapon. Chambers head and Killa's neck meet on a collision course as Chambers continues to try to dethrone Killa with headbutts. First he slaps on a front facelock, lifting Kal off the ladder for a BRAINBUSTNOOOOOOO!!! Kal sneaks in some rib shots, stopping Chambers from dropping him on his head, but Chambers returns to his headbutts. One headbutt, Kal's left arm loses it's grip, two headbutts, Kal is pushed back, three headbutts, Killa is losing balance! Four headbutts...Killa plummets to the canvas below with a harsh thud! The fans are on their feet, willing Chambers on with their incredible response. However, Chambers seizes this opportunity to take another chance like previously in the match, pushing forward, and putting his body on the line after landing a flawless DIVING HEADBUTT FROM THE LADDER!!! A great feeling ushers over the crowd and the 8,000 fans in attendance-KILLA MOVES AT THE LAST SECOND!!! Chambers face directly eats the hard canvas, some more of the blood from his head leaking onto the now red stained mat. Killa rushes over to the ladder like a kid in a candy store, fans booing him actively as he inches closer and closer, but Chambers is still carrying the torch of hope for the GWA, clubbing Kal from behind. Chambers accompanies Kal on the same side of the ladder, climbing up behind him as he hooks his arms behind his head, drilling him on his neck with a DRAGON SUPLEX OFF THE-DENIED. Kal fights back, getting controls of his arms again as he tries to turn around, but Chambers simply elbows him in the back of that weak neck. Roy crosses Kal's arms around his neck, twisting his body to face the crowd, and just like that he hits a CROSS ARM NECKBREAKER!!!

The impact of this move causes the ladder to give way and tip over. The Heartbreaker gets an extra boost from the ropes as he uses them to help himself back up. Killa isn't too far behind Chambers, trying to keep his balance on sitting on his knees. Chambers walks over to him, going for a kick, but Killa stops this with another low blow! The fans boo this heavily and even the Japanese are starting to get the idea that a low blow is a bad thing. Killa lifts the doubled over Chambers up on his shoulder, flipping him back to catch him with the REMIX-NO!! Chambers lands on his feet, quickly lifting Killa up on his shoulders on his back in a torture rack, prior to hitting a Argentine Neck-Killa counters this, landing on his feet and swiftly chaining Chambers into a Fisherman Suplex! Chambers fights out by kneeing away at Killa's head with his free leg, falling behind the Highlight and finishing him off with his CARDIAC ARREST!?!? NOOOOOOOO!!! Killa once again counters this, chaining this into a Northern Lights Suplex! The fans can't believe that Killa actually had that in him, but Killa strives on proving people wrong. Killa stalks Chambers like a tiger, pouncing him with a kick to his gut, pulling him right into a standing head scissors. Killa hooks both the arms, prior to his RATED SEXYBACKBODY DROP!!! Chambers, to the fans pleasure, reverses the finisher, making a dash for the ropes as he hits a LARIAT-DODGED!!! This doesn't stop Chambers momentum as he rebounds off the ropes to the left, mounting Killa with LOU THEZ PRESSPINEBUSTAAAAAAAAAH ON THE LADDER!!!! The shifting of cheering and booing continues to change as each man just continues to counter the other. Killa notices the placement of Chambers body on the ladder, right in the middle of the ring. Killa points to the thousands of fans in attendance, and the millions(fat chance, indy...) watching at home. The Highlight runs to the ropes on the right, coming off and jumping over Chambers body, bouncing off the ropes to the left to stop before his body as he screams "BALLIN", hitting the most electrifying move in all of sports entertainment, the HOLLYWOOD ELBOW!!! Killa rolls Chambers lifeless body off the ladder, moving it out the way as he places the still standing ladder into the center of the ring. Killa then picks up the other ladder and positions it diagonally on the erect ladder. The Highlight throws the motionless Chambers up on his shoulders, running forward to smash his body into the diagonal ladder with a Running Powerslam-DENIED!!! Chambers pushes Kal forward into the ladder, but Kal makes a sudden halt, turning around to Lariat Chambers head off, but Roy is too swift, ducking while holding the top rope down as Killa is dumped out the ring!

The fans are once again regaining their hope in Team GWA's Roy Chambers as he strains to make it over to the ladder. With blood all over his face, his body aching, and his stamina drained, Chambers starts what he and the fans hope is his final ascension of the ladder. One step...two steps...three steps...four steps...five steps...six steps...Killa is back in the ring from behind, running around to the nearest turnbuckle facing the diagonal ladder, measuring it up as if he was creating a plan or idea in his rattled brain. Chambers looks down, shaking his head in disbelief as Killa turns heads as he runs up the diagonal ladder, the crowd dart up to their feet, Killa obliterating Chambers with a DANGEROUS KA-ME-HA-ME-HA KNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Along with Chambers, Killa comes crashing down to the solid canvas, the fans bursting into a frenzy after that sickening spot. "HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t!" Once again those chants grace Kakihara Hall as the Hollywood Highlight doesn't climb the ladder, but instead chooses to leave the ring and search for something more important: tables. With the help of his devious girlfriend Lana, they begin to set up tables on the entrance ramp, two on the bottom, and two more stacked on top. "This *****'s a** is grass, and Kal is about to smoke it!" Killa is back into the ring and climbing the ladder, one step...two steps...three steps...four steps...five steps...six steps...Killa takes more time than he thought climbing the ladder, giving Chambers enough rest to pick himself back up, grabbing the ladder Killa ran up and setting it up behind him as Killa fiddles with the briefcase, which now is out of reach since he doesn't want to stand on the very top. Chambers makes sure the ladder is close enough to Kal's, pulling himself up the steps with the help of the higher steps of the ladder. Turning around, Chambers' eyes burn with retribution as he snatches Killa away from his chance at victory, placing him in a reverse facelock, drilling Killa with a CARDIAC ARREST OFF THE LADDERS!!! This move gets an even louder pop just because the face, Roy Chambers, executed it. Chambers usually doesn't play to the crowd, but after the ovation he gets for his finisher, he can't help but yell out as he pumps his fist into the air, making it back up the ladder. One step...two steps...three steps...four steps...five steps...Chair Shot by Lana! Chambers cringes at first, but then slowly turns around to Lana's dismay, hopping off the ladder to yank Lana up by the roots of her hair. Her screams of horror are not answered, but were all just a distraction to allow Killa enough time to get back up and climb the ladder! Chambers whips his head around and chooses to throw Lana to the side in order to stop Killa from pulling a win for Team AoA. The men square off into a duel at the top of the mountain that is the ladder, both men striking with punches to the jaw or face, trying for a straight KO. Killa switches it up into chops, but these chops don't pack the same power like earlier in the match.

Chambers winces with each chop, but fires back with chops of his own, trying to fight through the pain and keep himself on the ladder. Killa smacks a chop on Chambers, but Roy headbutts Kal. Chambers changes over to a right hand, but Kal moves away, dodgin the blow and coming back with a EuroCu-TRIANGLE CHOKE!!! Chambers has the submission locked while on the ladder, strangling the oxygen away from Killa's body, and attempting to end the blood flow to his head. The Heartbreaker keeps applying more pressure, the determination to win written all over his face. Killa tries to fight back at first, but slowly, he becomes drowsy, giving in to the tight lock Chambers has on him. Killa's free arm loses it's movement as it signals that Killa is completely out by falling to his side. Chambers, keeping the hold secure, he looks up to see Killa is totally knocked out, but then Killa's arm springs back to life!?! Killa, yelling from the brute strength he uses to lift Chambers up with his capture arm, and in the blind of an eye Killa POWERBOMBS CHAMBERS TO THE CANVAS!!! However Chambers kept the hold in the entire way down, only breaking it upon impact, causing both men to suffer. Neither man seems to be moving as the ref checks to see if either man is seriously injured, or still wants to continue. Lana starts to look for the better interest of her boyfriend, taking the HUGE LADDER OF DOOM, and pushing it into the ring. 1 second passes...2...3...4...5...6...7...8 seconds pass, and finally both men are moving, sluggishly at that. Using each other to stand, the fans show how much they're into the match, beating on the barricades, stomping their feet, and clapping their hands as the two dreary and exhausted wrestlers are standing once again. Killa comes at Chambers with everything he has left, landing a EuroCut. Roy staggers, only to come back with a Discus Lariat! Killa NO SELLS the move, firing off another EuroCut! This time though, Chambers NO SELLS the strike, retaliating with a Discus Lariat! Killa blasts with another Euro-Chambers blocks it with his arms, hitting an ACECRUSHER!! Chambers immediately follows it up by lifting Kal back up for the CARDIAC ARRE-COUNTERED-BOXOFFICE BOM-NOOOOOOOO!!! Chambers cleverly sneaks behind Killa to hit a DRAGON SUPLEX!!! It would've been a great one too, but Killa keeps his legs wrapped around Chambers legs, stopping him from flexing him. Killa breaks free from the hold, torquing his body to slam his foot into Chambers' stomach, throwing him into a standing head scissors for one powerbomb. Killa uses his strength to lift him up for a second powerbomb. Once more Killa drains the last of his strength for FINAL DESTINATIONOOOOOOOO!!!! Chambers wiggles free from Kal's clutches, landing behind him and prepping him for another CARDIAAAAAAC AREEEEEEEESSSST!!!!

The fans erupt into with a mammoth sized cheer as Chambers lifts the huge ladder, setting it up in the middle of the ring, pushing the other ladder by the ropes where the entrance is. Chambers climbs and climbs, making it closer with each step. The fans in the arena can taste it, the guys in the back can taste it, and more importantly, Chambers himself can taste victory. He pushes and pulls himself, with all the grueling pain coursing through his body after all those devastating bumps he's took through out the match, reaching the tap as the briefcase is right there in his face. Roy grabs it, struggling to slide the briefcase off it's hook, but after moments with messing with it, Roy pushes up the briefcase...AND CHAMBERS HAS DONE IT!!! ROY CHAMBERS WINS THE MATCH!!! ROY CHAMBERS WINS THE MATCH!!!

LOW BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOW FROM LANA!!!! Chambers would've had the briefcase, had he been paying attention to Killa's girlfriend who entered the ring again, climbing the ladder behind him. Chambers holds his groin in his hands, still standing on the ladder, but definitely taken down a notch. To the surprise of many, Killa sets up the ladder that's by the entrance, facing away from Chambers as he ascends it, making it to the top before wrapping his arms around Chambers legs and pulling him off the huge ladder and onto his shoulders, lifting him up over him by his tights and finishing him off with a FINAL DESTINATION OFF THE LADDER AND CRASHING THROUGH THE FOUR TABLES!!!!!!!!!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH" and "HOLY ********! HOLY ********!" were just two of the chants and responses screamed by the fans as Killa turns around and merely switches from his ladder to the huge one, climbing it while Lana holds it steady, Killa grabbing the briefcase and TAKING IT DOWN!!! Killa Kal is now the proverbial Mr. Money in the Bank. The fans may not like Killa, but all of them stand and clap in respect for how both just laid their bodies on the line, proving they would do anything to win this match.

"Your winner of the match, the Horrywood Highright, KIRRA KARRRRRRRR!!!!" Killa jumps down from the ladder, briefcase in hand as the referee raises his hand in the air. Killa looks around in amazement, his face covered with his own blood as Lana helps him to his feet, Killa raising his newfound trophy into the air. The EMT's in the back come rushing to Chamber's aid as he lies motionless in a bloody heap, and broken tables, the wood burying his body underneath. Killa and Lana pass by, taking a glance at Roy, but not for long as they make their way to the back with Killa Kal given the right to challenge the Grand Champ any time, anywhere.

The crowd is suddenly silenced as the lights in the Kakihara Memorial Hall go black and the familiar first chords of ‘Hide’ by RED begin to echo through out the Hall. This brings a tremendous pop from the audience who knows with out a doubt who is about to come push through 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

Suddenly two small blue lights come back to life and focus on the curtain. The fans around the curtain are ecstatic to get the first glimpse of the challenger as with out warning, silver sparks begin to fall from the structure holding up the curtain. It is only then that the Dragonslayer him self steps from behind the curtain and steps through the sparks.

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

Ice takes a couple of steps off of the platform and walks to the center of the isle where he throws his arms up over his head in his usual pose. As a change though, as he does this white flames rise up from holes in the platform that he was just standing on illumining the arena. Only after the flames have passed, do the sparks stop, and the lights return.

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

Ice takes more time then he usually does slapping hands with the fans. He does a full lap around the ring slapping as many hands as he can. The Dragonslayer seems to want to get as much fan support for this, the biggest match of his life.

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

Ice finally hops onto the ring apron and leaps over the ropes into the ring. At this point the fans have already started a “NEW CHAMP, NEW CHAMP” chant for the Dragonslayer. The lights follow him into the ring where he stands motionless for a few seconds as the bridge plays.

I will run and hide
And I will leave behind

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

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 awaiting the Champ.

Whistle.......

Tsubasa no oreta hito-tachi wo mita (I saw the people with broken hearts.)
Machi no naka de mushibamareru koto bakari wo osoreteiru (I'm just afraid of my flesh being eaten away.)

|Fans of the visual kei band 12012 know that the song the champion is coming out to is their ever popular single Icy ~Cold City~ but that doesn't stop them from booing Twist. Of course these boos come a bit prematurely since the GWA Grand Champion hasn't even stepped out onto the ramp that leads to the ring yet.|

Whistle.......

Sakebi tsuduketa kunou no hate ni machi no naka wa chitsujou no nai ishiki tomo ga waratteru (At the end of the anguish that continued to scream, inside the town, the chaotic senses are laughing.)

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|Finally, after letting the crowd wait for his arrival, Twist appears from the back. He is, as always, accompanied by Saria Nalick and has the GWA Grand Championship placed around his waist. Unlike his last visit to Japan though he hasn't brought any goodies for the crowd. Instead he seems to be looking forward to having a match that he doesn't already know the outcome of unlike his last match here.|

Kako ni naita waratta arifureta toki no naka (I cried over the past. I laughed in the midst of ordinary time.)
Saa sekai no hate e kimi wo matsu (Hey, I'll wait for you at the end of the world.)
Naichainai naichainai naichainai naichainai naichainai naichainai (I won't cry at all.)
Kotae wa (The answer will probably)
Mirai no naka de utsushite netsu wo ubau darou (Be reflected inside the future and snatch away the fever.)

He said "It's the stone cold WORLD!"

|The champ makes his way to the end of the entrance ramp and grabs onto the top rope as some fans find themselves singing along to the last part of the chorus. "And it's MY stone cold world." Steve tells them with a smirk on his face prior to entering the ring.|

Tsubasa no oreta hane yumemiru tori-tachi ga iki wo hisome sora wo (The birds whose broken feathers I dream of continue to conceal their breaths...)
Miage tsudukete waratteru (...looking up at the sky and laughing.)

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Too mean to break
Kotaete kure (Please answer me.)
Too mean to break
Ore no subete (All of me.)
Too mean to break
Bakageteru to (If I appear foolish...)
Kuchibiru wo kami (...I'll bite my lip.)

|Twist grabs the belt off his waist and holds it up to the crowd before putting it right up to Ice's face and jerking it away. "If you've finally got what it takes to grab this belt you had better show me tonight." Twist tells Ice prior to going back over to his corner and embracing Saria as the second chorus starts up.|

Kako ni saita mirai to deaubeki genjitsu yo (I bloomed in the past. Future must meet with reality.)
Saa sekai no hate e ho wo egaku (Hey, I'll draw sails to the end of the world.)
Naichainai naichainai naichainai naichainai naichainai naichainai (I won't cry at all.)
Kokoro wa (My heart will probably)
Mirai no umi e nagashite asu wo ikiru darou (Flow to the sea of the future and live out tomorrow.)

He said "It's the stone cold WORLD!"

|With this Roselyn Peters steps into the center of the ring to make the announcements for this much anticipated title match.|

"The following match is for the GWA Grand Championship and has a 60 minute time limit. Introducing first, weighing in at 210 pounds and hailing from Charlotte North Carolina. He is the Dragonslayer, ICE!"

Her announcement is quickly cut off by a torrent of cheers for the challenger, and Ice him self takes a step into the center of the ring and gives them one last pose before the start of the match. The fans appreciate this to no end and it seems to take forever for Roselyn to get to Twist.

"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!"

As to be expected, Twist's name is not followed by cheers from the crowd. Instead the usual jeers and boos rain out from the crowd intensified by the fact that his opponent is Ice. Twist ignores them as usual, deciding to use this moment to retie one of his boots as Roselyn leaves the ring replaced by one Peter London to ref the match. After checking both men for any weapons they may have on them, he calls for the match bell to officially start the match.

DING DING DING

Saria leaves the ring with the Grand Championship in hand and this epic match gets under way. The two men keep their distance at first, nether one really wanting to give the other an opening to exploit. They circle the ring not once, but twice before Twist finally takes a step forward to start the first lock up of the match. Ice agrees to this and follows suite taking a step forward only for Twist to quickly turn around and slide out of the ring walking toward Saria. The fans boo this heavily, waiting the whole night to see this and not wanting to wait for Twist to be ready. The Champ makes his way to Saria before grabbing her quickly and yelling out "Everyone watch, this is something you GWAdroids will never experience." Twist then kisses Saria passionately with the whole arena booing the whole thing. Ice watches on, refusing to let Twist get into his head. Steve ends the kiss and then says "Now I’m ready to kick this ******** p***k's a**." Before leaving Saria and climbing back into the ring. Ice rolls his eyes as Twist stands up and again offers the lock up to start the match. Ice holds his arms up to lock up, and then comes out of nowhere with a BARRAGE OF KICKS! The crowd cheers loudly for this as Ice comes out of the gates early by delivering kick after kick to the legs and side of the Champ, backing him into the ropes. Ice then pushes Steve against the cables and whips him into the opposite set where he hits the ropes, and runs back right into a big Flying Leg Lariat from Ice that drops Twist to the mat. Ice wastes no time in getting back to his feet and hitting the ropes before hitting a low drop kick to the side of Steve’s head before covering him. "1..." Twist doesn’t even allow for the two count, kicking out with ease despite the nasty kick he had just taken to the head. Ice doesn't waste any time getting to his feet and lifting the Champ up with him only to have Steve drive his knee deep into Ice's gut before whipping him into the ropes and knocking him to the ground with a high knee to Ice's face. Twist then hits the ropes him self before coming back and dropping a knee to Ice's head much the same way Ice hit him with the low dropkick moments earlier.

Twist decides against the cover and instead picks Ice up and whips him into the corner where Twist then unleashes a torrent of chops to the chest of Ice paying him back for the kicks he had to endure earlier. After Twist is sure that Ice's chest will turn red from the chops, the Aphotic Rose ends his attack with a vicious Neck Chop that causes Ice to slide down in the turnbuckle holding his throat. Twist then makes his way to the opposite corner and then sprints at Ice with the intent of hitting him with another knee to the head but stops himself suddenly as Ice manages to come to his senses and rolls out of the ring to avoid the attack. Ice lands on his feet on the outside; still holding his neck, and manages to turn around just in time for a BASEBALL SLIDE- ICE DODGES IT! Ice manages to side step as the Champ attempts a Baseball slide on the challenger and his momentum carries him to the outside. Twist lands with his back to the Challenger and is caught by a big JUMPING ENZUGURI by Ice to the back of his head. Twist stumbles over to the barricade which he uses for support to avoid falling to the ground. Ice is just fine with this as it leaves Twist's legs wide open to another barrage of kicks by the Dragonslayer. This time though Ice picks a target, Steve's right leg, and wails away at it trying to do as much damage as he can before grabbing the Champ and sending him head first into the perpendicular barricade to Ice's left. Twist collides with the unforgiving steel hard and the fans around him can't help but yell random obscenities and jeers at the Champ as he holds his head on the ground. Ice picks Twist back up only for Twist to suddenly connect with a stiff chop to the side of Ice's head. Ice is taken by surprise and stumbles back before getting knocked to the ground himself by a JUMPING KNEE from the Champ.

Twist decides to get the action back into the ring and wastes no time in rolling Ice under the bottom rope. Inside of the ring, Twist grabs Ice as he gets to his knees and continues the assault on Ice's head by driving knee after knee into his skull. After he does this, he lifts Ice the rest of the way to his feet and then hooks him in the Full Nelson for a DRAGON SUPLEX-ICE LANDS ON HIS FEET! Ice manages to do the full back flip before landing on his feet and hitting the ropes behind him in order to nail Twist with a running kick right to the back of his head as he sits up. The crowd cheers for this, as the Champ rolls over holding his head much like he was moments before on the outside. Ice shakes out some of the cobwebs before going right back to work on Steve, not wanting to give him time to regain himself. As Twist gets to his knees, Ice starts to land kick after kick to his back making both Twist and even some of the crowd cry out. Ice then hits the ropes behind him before coming forward for another running kick to the back of Steve's head- STEVE DUCKS IT and reaches out to grab both of Ice's legs and pull them out from under him causing the Dragonslayer to fall face first to the mat. Twist wastes no time in continuing to work on slowing down Ice by applying a Sleeper Hold with a body scissors to restrict his movement. Ice gasps for breath as Steve squeezes harder to cut of his oxygen and force the Dragonslayer to either pass out of tap. Ice tries to make his way to the ropes but the body scissors keeps Ice where he is. The crowd begins another Ice chant to encourage Ice even more but Twist won't have any of it and just squeezes harder. Finally though Ice devises a way to escape the hold and begins to drill Steve's right leg again and again with his elbow knowing that it's Steve’s right leg that he has been targeting for this match. After about the 10th vicious elbow from Ice, Steve loosens his grip just enough for Ice to break the hold and roll away. Both men get to their feet quickly but it is the slightly more nimble Ice who is able to instinctively fire out with an ARTIC FLASH!

The crowd is shocked however, when Steve not only catches Ice's leg in midair, but follows up with a Dragon Screw to take the challenger right back down to the canvas! "As if I haven't seen that move ten thousand times by now." Twist tells Ice as he goes over to the "Dragonslayer" and kicks away at Ice's right leg as a bit of payback for Ice going after his leg. Ice isn't going to just stay down and accept this punishment from Steve. Instead Ice gets the timing down for Twist's stomps and suddenly moves his leg after one, making the champ stumble slightly and allowing Ice to roll through to his feet. This upsets Twist who immediately goes to kick Ice when he is back up, but this proves to be a bad idea as Ice grabs onto Steve's leg rather than being hit by the kick. Ice signals for a Dragon Screw not long after this, but Twist simply rakes the eyes of the challenger who has both his arms tied up, making Ice release his leg and fall to his knees. "Don't get cocky brat." Twist tells the challenger as he wipes his boot off on the side of Ice's head. "You should take your own advice." Ice mutters prior to grabbing onto Steve's leg and pulling him down to the canvas where it doesn't take long for Ice to place Twist into a Half Boston Crab! "Not bad." Steve replies, only to grab onto the ropes that are much too close for Ice to accomplish anything with the hold. No count is needed for Ice to release the Half Boston Crab, but Ice makes it quite clear that he didn't want to release that hold by showing a bit of attitude to Peter London. Not being one to let people regain their composure, Steve springs to his feet as quickly as possible and slams Ice in the back of the head with a clubbing forearm that knocks him down to the canvas. Ice didn't expect Steve to be able to get up nearly as fast as he did and this allows the champion to take control of the match once more as he stands on the back of Ice's head and taunts the crowd. "Where is all the chanting Japonise Pehpol! How about from you GWAdroids! C'mon bitches, chant it with me - Ice Ice Baby! Ice Ice Baby!" Twist yells to the crowd as Ice moves Twist off of him, only for "The Aphotic Rose" to drop down on his back with a knee and pull the challenger's hair. "You've got pretty nice hair for a guy not named Roy Chambers. Too bad you're going to lose just like he did." Steve tells Ice to continue his nonstop mind games.

After getting off of Ice's back, Twist drags him to his feet by his hair. As Steve expected Ice goes to attack, but the champion is one step ahead of him as he elbows the challenger in the throat! Peter London doesn't seem to see this as he continues being the lazy a*****e he is and the fans give him plenty of flak for that. Still, it doesn't help their favorite wrestler who is in trouble as Twist places him into a front facelock. There are numerous moves Steve could go for out of this position, but he picks a simple, extremely effective on in this case - a Brainbuster! The challenger's head is driven into the canvas as Steve goes for his first cover of this match, 1...Ice kicks out. The challenger repays Twist's kick out at one from the beginning of the match, trying to anger the champion. "Aww, isn't that adorable folks?" Steve asks the crowd prior to raining down on Ice's face with hammer fists that punish the challenger. Luckily for Ice, Peter London does his job for once and gets Twist off the challenger before too long. "******** off fatass!" Twist shouts at London before going to hit Ice with more hammer fists, only for Ice to roll away to the outside of the ring. Steve doesn't try to calm himself at all, clearly not worrying about Ice as much as most people would be after he beat Darson Grays at the previous show. Instead Twist seems to be trying to make an example out of Ice as he goes to the outside of the ring and gears up for a LARIA-NO! Ice moves out of the way and Twist nearly beheads someone in the crowd prior to stopping himself. Steve still slaps the crowd member for good measure, figuring he can write it off later as good fortune or some bullshit. That doesn't change the fact that Ice is behind him and as Twist whirls around he finds himself on the end of an ARTIC FLA-NO! Ice fakes this as Steve makes it clear he would've caught it again, and instead Ice charges at Steve with a JUMPING KNEE!! Ice takes a page out of Twist's book and the two end up falling into the crowd who is cheering loudly for that move by the "Dragonslayer." Ice chants fill the Kakihara Memorial Hall as he and Steve get to their feet. Neither makes a move to get back into the designated wrestling area however, and instead they begin to fight further into the crowd after Ice snaps a kick out that cuts into Twist's right leg.

Steve isn't going to allow himself to be taken out in front of all these worthless fans however, which he shows by avoiding a kick from Ice that nearly decapitates a crowd member like Steve's attempted Lariat earlier. Unlike Twist, Ice actually cares about these fans and stops his kick to the best of his ability, allowing the GWA Grand Champion to smack Ice across the chest with a vicious chop prior to whipping him into the chairs at ringside! Ice takes out several rows of these chairs, which are stuck together in groups of four, much to the dismay of people who spent ridiculous amounts of money on GWA souvenirs. Twist sees these shirts and whatnot lying around on the ground and, if only to cause more trouble, grabs an Ice one which he takes over to the challenger and places it around his neck to try and choke him out! Even Chips Ahoy [Afro] Samurai can be heard saying, "Man, that is low..." at this act of dickishness by Steve. Ice tries to free himself by grabbing a nearby Steve Twist keychain and attempting to smash Steve in the face with it. Twist is just able to catch this, which might have saved Ice from being DQed if London wasn't such a useless ref and Steve wasn't already doing something illegal to Ice. "s**t, I didn't know they even made these." Twist says to himself as he inspects the keychain, allowing Ice to elbow him in the ribs and get out of the t-shirt induced choke hold. Upon throwing the keychain away, Steve tries to stop Ice from getting to his feet with a few clubbing forearms, but the challenger refuses to go back down. Finally, Steve backs up and allows Ice to get to his feet prior to charging at him with a LARIA-NO! It's countered by an ARTIC FLASH from Ice that connects with Twist's arm! With the champion hurt, Ice grabs onto the arm of Steve he just kicked and places him in a Wrist-Clutch in order to hit the CRYSTAL SMASH INTO A ROW OF CHAIRS!!! The fans are going insane for this move by Ice, especially since it used to be Twist who would do something like this. Thoughts that maybe, just maybe, Ice could get that belt tonight start to come into the minds of everyone in the Kakihara Memorial Hall as Ice chants fill the arena once more.

Ice gets back to his feet pretty quickly and pulls the champ up by his hair. He starts to drag him back toward the ring and a couple of fans boo this but are quickly told by Ice “Hey, I can’t pin him out here you know.” This seems to please the crowd and Ice is able to send Twist back over the barricade. Ice manages to roll Twist back into the ring and leaps up onto the ring apron where he nails a SPRING BOARD SHOOTING STAR PRESS landing right on his target. “Oh I’m sorry Twist, only you do that move, I forgot” Ice says giving the crowd quite a laugh as he hooks Steve's leg looking for the pin. Peter London realizes that he actually has to do something and hits the mat “1...TWIST KICKS UP!” Refusing to be the first to concede a two count, Steve pushes his shoulder up off of the mat after the first count. The crowd is of course disappointed by this but is content with Ice still being in control of the match for now. Ice however knows that this could change at any moment and he quickly gets to his feet and lifts up Twist and sets up for another CRYSTAL SMAS-Twist delivers a hard elbow right to the jaw of Ice stopping the Dragonslayer's momentum going into the move causing Ice to stumble just long enough for Twist to plant him to the mat with an STO! The challenger’s head is driven hard into the mat and the crowd instantly falls silent as Twist bends down to cover Ice. "1...ICE KICKS OUT!" Twist had barely hooked Ice's leg by the time he shot his arm up to stop the count. The crowd comes back to life for this happy to see that Ice isn't going to be the first to allow a two count either, let alone the pin. "Oh give me a break I'm just gonna beat him eventually anyway." Twist yells at the crowd as he lifts Ice back up to his feet after the failed pin attempt.

Twist whips Ice into the nearest corner where he begins an assault of rights and lefts to the jaw of Ice. Ice gets smart and covers up with his arms boxer style as Twist continues to unload on him mixing a few body shots into it as well. Peter London attempts to get Twist to back away but Twist completely ignores the useless ref opting instead to kick Ice hard in the gut to drop his guard and then go for the DEMPSEY SMASH!! The vicious right hand completely drops Ice and he collapses in a heap in the turnbuckle. "Your hero has a glass ******** jaw." Twist says to the crowd generating quite a few boos and jeers as he grabs one of Ice's arms and pulls him to the center of the ring. Steve then spits in the face of Ice to spite him and the crowd before hooking his leg for the cover. "1...2...ICE KICKS OUT!" The crowd cheers as London holds up only two fingers signaling that Ice had indeed kicked out of the Dempsey Smash. "Oh HELL no." Twist says before picking Ice up and hitting another DEMPSEY SMAS-ICE DUCKS IT! Ice comes to his senses just in time to see the punch coming and ducks under it running into the ropes behind Twist and spring boarding off of the middle rope to land the GUARDIAN BLADE!! The twisting spinning side kick hits its mark, the jaw of Twist, and this time it is the champs turn to fall to the mat. Ice is noticeably slower to his feet showing that he did indeed feel the effects of the first Dempsey Smash and he takes a second to catch his breath before looking down at Twist and saying "And I’m supposed to be the one with the glass jaw." This gets a few more laughs from the crowd as Ice holds his jaw and grabs the ropes to keep his balance for a few more seconds of rest. Although normally Ice would continue at the breakneck pace he tends to work best with, it’s more important that he be able to go the distance with Twist so a small breather is in order.

It isn’t long before the now more then annoyed Twist starts to get to his feet. At this point Ice goes back to work by hitting the ropes again and nailing a low dropkick to the head of Twist as he gets to a knee. Twist takes the dropkick hard and rolls to his left holding his head, before rolling out of the ring to get away from Ice. "Come on Steve, lets go." Ice yells out at the Champ as he takes another stroll toward Saria who is still holding the GWA Grand Championship. The fans boo the hell out of this causing Twist to turn around and slap the closest one to him hard across the cheek. The poor fan stumbles back and a few fans sitting next to him begin to yell out at Twist who looks like he is about to do worse to them but doesn't get the chance as Ice comes at him fast and hits him hard in the head with a forearm causing the Champ to stumble away from the fans. Ice grabs Twist before walking him back to the ring and rolling him under the ropes while saying "No quickie for you champ." Twist gets to his feet and proceeds to complain to Peter London about how Ice "Is an annoying p***k who should be disqualified for interrupting my time out." This serves as a distraction as Saria comes up behind Ice and BASHES HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE GOLD-NO ICE DUCKS IT! Ice, having fallen victim to her sneak attacks twice before, saw the underhanded move coming and ducks quick enough to turn around and kick the gold right into her face with an ARTIC FLASH! The girlfriend of Steve Twist drops to the ground in a heap having to suffer from having the gold super kicked in her face and Ice turns to the nearest crowd member before giving him a high five and saying "Yeah like I didn’t see that-" BASEBALL SLIDE FROM TWIST!!!!!!