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A shot of an empty Legacy ring. It seems to be waiting for the action. Begging for it and as the music to AOnyx's "Slam" begins to play the ring explodes with life. A crowd suddenly appears surrounding the ring almost jumping and bobbing with the music. "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!)" A quick series of shots: Issac with a chokeslam. X-Calibur with a suplex.
"Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!) " Adam Davis nailing the "Cold Shoulder". Laura hitting "Perfection". "Well, it's another one(What!?) In the gutter one(What!?) Ghetto
runnin' 'em The AoD Beating down Cade Sydal. "Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em - so what if that I'm cheatin'?" A shot of Stephen Rawlings nailing an opponent with a low blow. "Now everyone wanna say I'm grimy (Yeah, I know!)" "I'm-a show ya' how; Come on! (All in together now!) Loco Martinez standing in the ring with a mic in his hand. Talking over an irate crowd. "Think about it! Playin' Russian roulette with an automatic, Justin Moreno on the top rope... launches himself, we cut away before we see if he hits the high risk move. "Toughest step, and I rep and I run; Packin' a weapon is wild!" Chivalric flashing his asp baton, before driving it into Crazy Boy. "Peace to the brothers on Ryker's Isle - Toughen up; A-tremble-em-ba-lin Issac walks to the ring with a menacing look on his face. Elizabeth Gaunt walking by his side. "Just they say, "Hey, Rodney," say, "You look like
a - - Grem-a-lin!" We go ringside and we see a mosh pit in the crowd. Crazed Legacy fans bouncing to the music. "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!) We see Crazy Boy in the ring looking out at the crowd, and leaps up
to the top rope and stage
dives into the audience. They catch him and "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!) Same thing with Justin Moreno, who launches himself into the crowd who catch him and body surf him out.
The VIP standing over Patrick Kidd. "That I provide - I provide that you was cheap! A shot of Kenji at his debut slowly melts back to the unstable man pushed over the edge by Stephen Rawlings. "I come across with the pure, for sure Hazard hoisting the FX Title after beating John Thomas. "You forgot, you're not ready! Your head could get ruptured!" Frank Garvin nailing Hazard with a chair shot. "I supply the static (I roll with the bad guys!) A shot of Madison Seton hanging with Loco Martinez. "See the big wreck? Could ya' if ya' look inside of Thomas Manchester Black cradles his No Limits Championship making his way to the ring. "Directed it. When ya' least expected it "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!) DJ Cassidy takes an opponent down with a beautiful greco roman throw. "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!) A quick flash to the moshing crowd. Chris Turner standing on the
apron. He looks out at the crowd like he MAY make the suicide
crowd "I'm a b-boy We see Baptiste in the ring upon his return. Microphone in hand. "The mad author of anguish; my language, polluted Issac is handed the World Heavyweight Title. The Albino Abomination "He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my
shoes A shot of Cade Sydal struggling to get off the mat. But he gets up. "And I'm.... so confused We see Laura Seton in her #15 jersey signing autographs for a group of little girls outside a show. "And unless you got 10 SSsssticky Fingers Rawlings and Kenji are shown brawling. "A figment, of your imagination Greyson Kill Shotting Kidd... and next thing we see is VIP with Matthew Dawson beating down Greyson and Kidd. "I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst Another shot of that raucous Legacy crowd bouncing and moshing to the music. "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!) X-Calibur with the X-terminator. Jester Smiles with the Side
Splitter. Crazy Boy hitting "Crazy Airlines: Destination
Somoa". "Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Make noise b-boys!) Ledge hitting the Insomnia. DJ Cassidy with the CKO. Frank Garvin
nails the "Think Happy Thoughts". John Thomas with
his sick falling Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!) One more shot of that moshing crowd outside the Legacy ring as the
music slowly fades away, but we fade into the arena and see the
live
The show opens on a live shot of Alan Ducard, Bryan Harris and Jimmy Yates sitting behind the announce table at ringside area. Behind them are the excited fans in the Verizon Center, cheering and waiting for things to get started. Alan Ducard: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to LEGACY XV where we are
LIVE here in Washington D.C.! I am Alan Ducard sitting next to my broadcasting
partners Jimmy Yates and Bryan Harris, and we are excited to be here
in the jam packed Verizon Center, bringing all of the high impact LEGACY
action into households across the world! Bryan Harris: That match is surely going to be a David vs. Goliath
showdown between two mainstays of the LEGACY roster! Bryan Harris: The third title that will be going on the line tonight is the No Limits title… and trying to win his first piece of gold here in LEGACY, the always “Strangerous” Frank Garvin will go toe to toe against the current reigning No Limits Champion Thomas Manchester Black. Jimmy Yates: Really? “Strangerous”?! Bryan Harris: Yes. Drink it in, Jimbo... Alan Ducard: Regardless of my colleague’s bizarre terminology, that No Limits match is going to be absolutely brutal. Jimmy Yates: And finally, judging by the amount of signs out there in the audience, I think this capacity crowd is extremely psyched to see Matthew Dawson’s Tao of Valor title go up for grabs in the four-way Ultimate X match. Bryan Harris: I think you’re right, Jimbo. With the “Wisconsin Wonder” Laura Seton, the technically gifted D.J. Cassidy, and of course, who has to be the odds-on favorite, the former World Champion himself, Loco Martinez, all climbing the high-wire for championship gold in one match, you better not BLINK during that one! Alan Ducard: All of this plus more… so let’s not waste any more time here tonight and get things started at LEGACY XV!
Alan Ducard: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is going to be one of the most intense and brutal matches we’ve seen in Legacy. Anyone who has been watching the ongoing saga of Stephen Rawlings and Kenji Yamada knows that this will not be a technically sound match with rear naked choke holds and chinlocks. Bryan Harris: Kenji has finally snapped, he went so far as to bleed himself all over Rawlings at STRIFE 59. I’m not talking Rawlings bloodied Kenji either, Kenji tackled Rawlings to the mat and cut his own damn forehead open with a piece of glass and bled himself all over Rawlings. Jimmy Yates: But Rawlings didn’t seem to really get the message as the next week he prevented Kenji from possibly winning the F/X Network Title by taking the ladder from Kenji last week. But, the real story here is the fact that Kenji isn’t playing by the rules anymore. It seems that Kenji’s inner demons have won his internal war and we’re looking at the same Kenji Yamada that was so feared in OPW. “ALIVE” by girugamesh erupts throughout the arena and the fans immediately rise to their feet and start roaring loudly. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and Gentlemen, now making his way to the ring, standing at 5’9” and weighing in at 210 pounds, he hails from Kyoto, Japan…KENJI YAMAAAAAAAAAADA! Kenji makes his way through the curtain and the roar of the fans erupts even louder because Kenji is carrying a large cylindrical stack of about fifteen light tubes on his shoulder held together by two long strips of duct tape. Kenji doesn’t acknowledge the numerous hands reaching out to him, his face is twisted in sheer contempt for the reaction he is getting as he walks down to the ring. Kenji walks around the ring and places the stack of light tubes right in front of the commentator’s table. Jimmy Yates: Kenji not looking at all happy right now as he slides into the ring after putting that ominous bundle of light tubes in front of us. Bryan Harris: That man came to play for keeps, Jimmy, and if there was ever a time you don’t want to be Stephen Rawlings then NOW is that time. But you could say he brought it on himself, Kenji wasn’t like this when he got to Legacy he wanted to out and out wrestle but Rawlings kept pushing his buttons until…well…just look at him. Kenji is pacing back and forth in the ring like a caged animal with a disgusting scowl on his face as he screams for Rawlings to come out. “Points of Authority” by Linkin Park floods into the arena and the fan’s cheers turn into harsh boos, but even more so when they actually see Stephen Rawlings clad in a football helmet and shoulder pads. Rawlings cautiously looks around as he slowly makes his way down to the ring towards a seething Kenji Yamada. The boos are almost deafening as Rawlings stops midway down the ramp just staring into the ring at Kenji. Josephina Colbert: And his opponent, standing at 5’11” and weighing in at 195 pounds, he hails from Grand Rapids, Michigan…STEPHEN RAWWWWWWWLINGS! Jimmy Yates: What the hell is that?! Rawlings is wearing pads and a helmet to a No Limits Match!? What kind of nonsense is that!? Come on, how is that fair!? Bryan Harris: There are no rules in a No Limits match, it’s just a matter of doing what you have to do to survive and it looks to me like Rawlings increased his chances. Alan Ducard: While you may not agree with it, there isn’t anything in the rules that says he can’t wear protection to a No Limits match. Rawlings finally slides into the ring but quickly shuffles to his corner so that the referee is between him and Kenji. As soon as the bell rings Kenji shoots out of his corner like he was blasted out of a cannon and, without even a word or warning, spears Rawlings to the mat before he even has a chance to react. Kenji mounts Rawlings and rips at the cage on the front of Rawlings’ helmet. Kenji wildly shakes Rawlings’ head from side to side but Rawlings lunges his head forward and slams the cage of the helmet into Kenji’s face! But Kenji seems to be in an almost trance like state and keeps clawing and ripping at Rawlings helmet! Rawlings blindly swings his hands hitting Kenji in the ribs and mid section, desperate to get Kenji off of him. Alan Ducard: Kenji absolutely relentless in trying to get the helmet off of Rawlings and probably a smart move considering the distinct advantage Rawlings will have if he keeps the helmet and pads on. Jimmy Yates: But Kenji is ripping at that helmet like some kind of crazed animal! Nothing Rawling does seems to have any real affect on Kenji. We’ve all heard stories about the amount of punishment Kenji has endured before and I have to imagine it’s going to take a lot more than what Rawlings is doing now to get Kenji off him! Rawlings continues thrashing and kicking trying to get Kenji off of him as his head is lashed from side to side by Kenji until finally he manages to rip the helmet off Rawlings! Rawlings’ fearful expression is now more than apparent and Kenji practically rips the shoulder pads clean off Rawlings’ body with one forceful tug. Kenji throws both the helmet and shoulder pads clear out of the ring and almost half way up the entrance ramp before he gets up off of Rawlings. Kenji licks his chops, a black and blue mark on his temple now noticeable, and paces back and forth in front of the now unpadded Rawlings just waiting for him to get back to his feet. Jimmy Yates: So much for protection, Kenji was having NONE of that and now he has Rawlings RIGHT where he wants him! Bryan Harris: Don’t show any bias or anything there, Yates. But it does look like Rawlings little plan to get an edge in the match didn’t pan out quite the way he had hoped. However, it does look like that headbutt Rawlings gave Kenji while wearing the helmet did leave quite the bump on Kenji’s temple. Alan Ducard: Regardless, Rawlings has a furious Kenji coiled up and ready to strike the second he gets to his feet. As soon as Rawlings gets up he turns around and Kenji ROCKS him with a Yakuza Kick that sends Rawlings stumbling back to the turnbuckle. Kenji doesn’t even give him a second to catch his breath before he lurches forward with a HARD closed fist right to the face of Rawlings. Kenji follows it up with another wicked closed fist shot right to the chin of Rawlings before grabbing him by the shoulder and tossing him to the mat. At this point, Rawlings instinctively turtles into a ball to try to protect his face and mid-section from the vicious assault of Kenji. Kenji takes a few steps backwards before, with a running start, PUNTING Rawlings right in the ribs! Rawlings moans loudly as he manages to roll out of the ring from the momentum of the punt to try and catch his breath. Alan Ducard: Kenji Yamada shaking Rawlings to the very core with some of the stiffest closed fisted shots I’ve seen in a long time. He isn’t looking to score any wrestling holds or submissions, ladies and gentleman, Kenji is looking to cause some serious damage. A vicious smile can be seen on Kenji’s face as he follows Rawlings outside the ring, Kenji stalks Rawlings as he tries to crawl away. Kenji grabs Rawlings by the shoulders and DRIVES him face first into the barricade, much to the delight of the front row fans. While Rawlings is gripping his head on the mat the fans go wild as Kenji starts searching under the ring and when he comes back up the fans ERUPT when they see he has a barb wire wrapped kendo stick. Jimmy Yates: That’s the trademark weapon Kenji used back when he gained most of his infamy in OPW, the very weapon that helped Kenji cement his blood stained reputation! Bryan Harris: I don’t think Rawlings even realizes the match started, this thing has been all Kenji from the get go. Rawlings hasn’t been able to do so much as throw a punch since those pads were ripped off. Kenji raises the barb wire wrapped kendo stick high in the air and SLAMS it down across Rawlings’ back! Rawlings cries out in pain, but Kenji doesn’t just lift the kendo stick off Rawlings’ back he draaaaags the kendo stick off his back allowing the barbs to catch more and more flesh as Rawlings’ back starts to bleed. Jimmy Yates: Oh my god…Rawlings’ back looks like a mess! Bryan Harris: it didn’t take Kenji long to draw first blood… Kenji’s eyes grow wide and his vicious smile spreads across the length of his face upon seeing the blood of Rawlings. Kenji turns his attention back to the barb wire kendo stick and starts ripping the barb wire off the kendo stick, shredding his own hands in the process as blood drips from his palms. He tosses the kendo stick to the side and starts to wrap his boot with the barb wire. He waits until Rawlings makes it back up to his knees, clutching his back in agony, before running towards Rawlings and delivering an enziguri to the head of Rawlings with his barb wire covered boot! Rawlings is busted WIDE open! Jimmy Yates: My god, Kenji just…unrelenting on the punishment he is dealing to Rawlings right now. Kenji hasn’t even tried for a pinfall this entire match. He shredded his own hands on that barb wire and he looked like he didn’t even care! This man is just…SICK! Alan Harris: There is no doubt that Kenji has Rawlings in the palm of his hands and unless Rawlings can mount some sort of offense then he won’t last very much longer. Kenji gets on all fours and leans over Rawlings’ face as Rawlings grips at the cut on his face from the barb wire. Kenji: You waaaaanted this…you waaaaaanted this…how does it FEEL!? Kenji stands up and grabs a chair from ringside and returns to Rawlings. Kenji pushes the top of the chair down hard against Rawlings’ throat. Rawlings thrashes his legs and tries to push the chair off of his throat, but Kenji simply looks down at Rawlings holding the chair tightly at his throat with a sick grin on his face. Kenji finally lifts the chair and hoists Rawlings to his feet then forcing him up against the ring post. Rawlings barely has the energy to stand as Kenji rears back with the chair and swings as hard as he can… CLAAAAAAANG! Rawlings juuust manages to duck out of the way and all Kenji hits is solid steel, the vibrations from the chair slamming against the steel post and Kenji’s already shredded hands causes Kenji to drop the chair and wince in pain. Rawlings takes this opportunity to grab the chair Kenji was holding and SLAMS it hard into Kenji’s midsection doubling him over, Rawlings follows up by crashing the chair right into the back of Kenji’s skull dropping him like a brick! Rawlings takes a second to wipe the blood out of his eyes before quickly dropping down for a pin! 1… 2… Th…Kickout by Kenji! Alan Duncan: Rawlings finally getting some offense in on Kenji and two well timed and placed chair shots almost got Rawlings what many would consider a huge upset here. Rawlings groans as he gets up from the pin, he grabs the steel chair again and lifts it high in the air and SLAMS it down with a loud THUD right into Kenji’s face! Upon lifting the chair it is obvious that Kenji has also been busted open as blood starts to pour from his forehead. For good measure Rawlings SLAMS the chair into Kenji’s skull one more time. Rawlings drops down for yet another pin attempt! 1… 2… Thre…KICKOUT by Kenji! Rawlings rolls off Kenji with a look of disbelief as he wipes more blood out of his eyes. Rawlings stumbles slightly to get back to his feet and heads over to the nearby steel steps and pushes them off their moorings on the ring post. Rawlings pushes them close to Kenji and manages to drag Kenji to his feet. Rawlings walks up onto the steel steps with Kenji and lifts him into a tombstone position…but before he can Kenji wriggles free behind Rawlings, but Rawlings feels Kenji break free and quickly dives off the steel steps to avoid a counter! Rawlings scurries back into the ring but Kenji is hot on his trail. Rawlings tries to fight off Kenji with a right hand but Kenji blocks it and smashes a closed fist into Rawlings temple! Kenji whips Rawlings to the ropes, but Rawlings holds onto the top rope to stop his forward momentum! Kenji wildly rushes at Rawlings but, after taking a quick glance behind him, manages to hurracanrana Kenji over the top rope! Kenji flies over the top rope and his head SMASHES into the sharp edge of the steel steps on the outside! Kenji is REALLY bleeding now, his face is a crimson mask as Kenji now lays motionless on the outside! Bryan Harris: Oh my god…Kenji collided right with one of the edges on the steel steps. He could have permanent brain damage or much worse. This is getting horribly dangerous. I know we were supposed to have a No Limits match to remember but…this is getting out of hand. Jimmy Yates: It looked to me like Rawlings knew exactly what he was doing because he took a half second to look behind him to make sure he knew damn well where those steel steps were! This could easily signal the end of the match, but can Rawlings capitalize? Rawlings is still down inside the ring trying to catch his breath and clear his eyes of the blood that is still pouring from his head. Rawlings finally gets back to his feet and is quick to roll out of the ring and take his time rolling Kenji back into the ring. Rawlings takes a moment to gloat to the crowd and take a slight bow before dropping down to cover the bloody Kenji Yamada. 1… 2… Thre…KICKOUT BY KENJI! Rawling cannot believe that Kenji kicked out! Rawlings grabs the ref and pleads with him, Rawlings holds up three fingers hoping that somehow the ref made a mistake. Jimmy Yates: INCREDIBLE! How in the world did Kenji kick out after colliding with the steel steps like that? What sort of brutality does it take to keep this man down!? Alan Ducard: Maybe it’s pure adrenaline or maybe it’s just the will to finish off Rawlings after all the time he spent being tormented when he was trying to avoid this style of wrestling. All I know is that it’s going to take a herculean effort to keep Kenji down long enough to win. Amazingly, Kenji has made it to his feet again while Rawlings is pleading with the ref. His entire face covered in a crimson mask, he grabs Rawlings from behind, spins him around and tackles him to the ground! Kenji relentlessly slams his closed fists into the skull of Rawlings! Kenji only stops to smash his forehead right into Rawlings’ sending a splash of their blood into the air. Kenji stumbles off of Rawlings and holds himself up using the ropes. Kenji looks down at his boot still covered in barb wire and, with a loud groan, unravels the barb wire from his leg and walks over to the nearby turnbuckle and rips the padding off, replacing it with barb wire! Kenji pulls Rawlings to his feet and whips him as hard as he can into the barb wire covered turnbuckle! Rawlings howls out as the raw flesh on his back connects with the barb wire and hard metal on the turnbuckle. Kenji turns Rawlings around and SLAMS Rawlings head right into the exposed barb wire turnbuckle! Rawlings immediately falls limp after contact without a sound. A sadistic grin twists onto Kenji’s face when he sees Rawlings fall limp. Jimmy Yates: I don’t know how to comment…love or hate Rawlings this is just too much. The way he went limp…it’s horrifying. I mean it looked for a little while there like Rawlings would pull it off but now…I…don’t even know what to say anymore. Alan Ducard: We were all well aware of what could happen when a man like Kenji Yamada was given free rein in a match… Bryan Harris: That’s no man…that’s a god damn monster, look at the sick grin on his face. He’s covered in blood, looks like he’s trying to kill Rawlings and he’s smiling. Kenji lets out a primal howl into the air before rolling out of the ring and grabbing the stack of light tubes he had brought with him to ring side. Kenji rolls back into the ring with it and places it next to Rawlings. Kenji grabs Rawlings by the legs and wraps Rawlings’ legs around his waist and lifts Rawlings up so that Rawlings back is to Kenji’s stomach. Rawlings has no expression on his face, he is totally out of it. Kenji holds Rawlings above the stack of light tubs in this position before SLAMMING him down into the light tubes with the Onifuusha Storm Driver! The light tubes EXPLODE into Rawlings face and mid section while also shredding Kenji’s legs! But Kenji doesn’t go for a cover, instead he rolls off of Rawlings and mounts him one more time and starts pounding his fist into Rawlings face over and over again, blood from Kenji’s fist and Rawlings’ head mix and make a disgusting sloshing sound. Kenji finally wraps his hands around Rawlings neck and starts SLAMMING his head against the canvas while choking him! Rawlings’ and Kenji’s blood seem to pour and spray like a crimson mist as Kenji continues to slam Rawlings head against the canvas while Rawlings’ body offers no resistance. Jimmy Yates: Kenji has gone absolutely crazy…this is insane…someone has to stop this! The referee should have stopped this match before Kenji could even get those light tubes! Bryan Harris: I love a brawl as much as the next guy but…this is just…this is sick… The ref literally has to pry Kenji off of Rawlings in order to even check on him. Kenji stares down at Rawlings through his crimson mask while the ref checks on Rawlings and desperately tries to get any kind of response from him. The ref immediately signals for the bell and waves frantically backstage for the EMTs. The ref heads to Josephina and yells something at her. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that Stephen Rawlings is no longer fit to compete, therefore, your winner of this match, via referee stoppage…KENJI YAMADA! The EMTs frantically try to get to Rawlings but Kenji is staring them all down like a wolf around its prey. Kenji mounts Rawlings again and leans in close to his face… Kenji: I warned you…I told you…I told you… Kenji’s eyes glow with rage as he looks down at the bloodied and battered Rawlings, then he looks up and at the crowd now chanting and cheering. Kenji: I warned…all of you… Jimmy Yates: Kenji never went for a cover that ENTIRE match…he never had it in his mind that he’d just win this match with a three count. Kenji Yamada didn’t come here looking to wrestle, he came here with one sadistic goal in mind… Bryan Harris: And…he achieved it, I’d say. Alan Ducard: I don’t know what else to say about that…what can anyone really say about that? Kenji has officially made HIS mark on Legacy. Bryan Harris: Yeah…and he made it in blood. Kenji finally rolls out of the ring and allows the EMTs to frantically attend to Rawlings.
"Earlier Today" Patrick Kidd and Greyson walk down the hall backstage. Both fighters are wearing men are wearing t-shirts with the LEGACY logo on the front with Kidd's name stamped on top of it, as they continue down the hall we can see the back says "To Be Continued...". They get to the dressing room and set their bags down when there is almost immediately a knock on the door. Kidd answers the door and Intern Avery is standing there. Kidd: Give us a few minutes to get settled in and we can tape an interview. Intern Avery: Actually I'm not here for an interview, Patrick. A Mr. Murphy asked when you arrived to let you know that he is waiting to speak to you in the cafeteria. Kidd's eyes go wide, and he turns to look at Greyson. Kidd: I'll be right back. Greyson gets to his feet, and Kidd knows he isn't going alone. The Outlaw: I think I'll tag along ... I'm suddenly feeling kind of hungry. Neither man is happy at the possibility of Murphy being there - and with good reason considering the living hell that he had put their family through. They quickly make their way towards the cafeteria. As Kidd steps into the cafeteria he takes a half a step back as he recognizes a bunch of familiar faces from days gone by. He doesn't see Murphy, but he does see a handmade sign hanging from the ceiling that says KICK SOME ASS KIDD! A smile comes to his face as he looks over to Greyson who is smiling but shrugs his shoulders and gives a I had nothing to do with this look. Suddenly we see a guy in ... well ... a Hippo suit pushing a large cake towards Kidd when a "little person" bursts out of the top and everyone screams surprise. Kidd recognizes Harvey the Hardcore Hippo as the one pushing the cake but the person who jumped out wasn't who he expected. Another little person enters from a hallway in the back of the cafeteria. Shorty: Ok let's get me in the cake before he gets here. Shorty looks up and sees the other "little person" already standing in the cake. He runs and jumps on to a table diaves off it onto the other "little person" screaming. Shorty: I was supposed to jump out of the cake! While the two "little people" wrestle in the cake Harvey tries to pull Shorty away, someone else steps up and we recognize him as former DIWF/OPW/SHOOT wrestler Psycho and we realize the other "little person" is his sidekick Spike. Psycho pokes Spyke in the eye and pulls him away as Harvey pulls Shorty in the other direction. Kidd: Save it for the ring you two, if this new idea of Mr. Belote's works out you two could end up facing off for the "LEGACY Little People World Title". This gets a laugh from a few people and Kidd turns to scan the room to see who else is in attendance. He sees Elliot Landry and Marc Stanton by the wall talking. Eric Dillinger is sitting at a table talking to Saurious, and next to him is a 4 foot robotic stuffed teddy bear on leash that keeps eyeing up Shorty like he's about to go after him, some might remember this bear to be Salarious. Kidd sees Greyson walk off towards a back corner and when he turns around he's standing face to face with Chris Chimaria who hands him a soda. Kidd takes it with a look of confusion on his face. Kidd: I'll have to admit I didn't expect to see you here, being friends with Ledge and all. Chris Chimaira: Well truth be told while me and Ledge go way back, I think Adam Davis is a giant douche bag, and with Ledge teaming with him and Matthew Dawson and the things they've done the past few months, I'm kind of looking forward to watching you give those guys an ass kicking. Kidd: Thanks, I appreciate the support. Let me go make the rounds and I'll catch up with you in moment. Kidd starts to go see who Greyson went to talk to but gets distracted as he sees Marc Stanton and Elliot Landry who look up at him. Marc Stanton: Landry and I were discussing about when you first showed up in Atlanta many years ago. He bet me $10 that you'd leave the business in a year. Elliot Landry: Guess I was wrong on that one. Marc Stanton: Yeah you were, and you still owe me $10. Elliot Landry: Put it on my tab. Marc Stanton: Ten years later here we are, still doing this risking our necks night after night. Kidd: Wouldn't have it any other way. Elliot Landry: Damn right, you said it Kidd. Let'em get you a beer. Kidd: Maybe after the show. Patrick Kidd starts to make his way towards Greyson, he looks to his left and he sees Salarious the giant teddy bear sneaking up on Shorty and Saurius yanks his leash and pulls him back and the two start arguing. Kidd laughs and turns around to see Eric Dillinger standing in front of him. Eric Dillinger: I'll keep this short Crimson - and yeah, to me that'll always been your name. We've been on both sides of that ring against each other and helping each other. Everyone in this room has been to hell and back in the world of wrestling, and if any of them tells you that in your position they would have stayed retired they are full of shit. Ledge and Adam Davis always thought they were better than everybody else, and for all us who have been put in a position like you're in - go out there and shut them up. When it's all said and done clean off the blood and I'll be the first to buy you a beer. Kidd: That's the game plan, I have a feeling I'm going to need a drink when this is all said and done. Kidd looks past Dillinger and finally sees who Greyson went to talk to. In a back corner of the cafeteria wearing a long duster style trench coat stands former SHOOT and OPW Champion Ichiro Seppuku. Greyson walks up to Ichiro quite surprised to see him here. Ichiro looks at Greyson with what one might almost call a look of concern. Ichiro Seppuku: None of us have ever backed down from a fight Greyson, and you knew Kidd wouldn't. You as well as I knew this day would come long before Kidd wiggled his big toe in the hospital room after the Human Torch match with Murphy, but do you think he's ready for this - just how far VIP might go? You saw the things I did to win gold ... and this may be bigger than even that. Greyson: I know Ichiro, and I know what they might try, and I'm not sure how ready he is physically for this - but his heart is ready. It's always been ready for this, and tonight - I have a feeling tonight this will be his moment. A chant started from somewhere in the cafeteria and got louder. SPEECH! SPEECH! SPEECH! Kidd finally nodded and walked up to the front of the cafeteria and motioned for Greyson to come up front which he did. Kidd: I feel like half of my face should be painted blue as we get ready to go to war. Almost as if on cue Shorty hops up on a nearby table and smears blue cake icing down the left side of Kidd's face. Kidd: Thanks, I think. I stand here in a place many of you have been before - broken and battered, but knowing there is no other choice to go to that ring and kick some ass. Greyson and I plan to do just that tonight when we show VIP that there are some of us out there who just won't roll over for those no good sons of bitches. Most of you here have stood across the ring from me and one point or another, and I couldn't help but get the feeling when I walked in here earlier that this was some kind of going away/retirement party, but I realized that is not the case. You all know if you were in my shoes you'd be doing the same thing, and that's why you came to show your support, and I honestly appreciate that. The only way I can repay you guys is to go out there and watch this guy's back, and for both of us to beat the living hell out of VIP for thinking they could my career, because we all know, no matter what happens, that the Spirit Never Dies. Kidd takes a napkin and wipes the icing off his face. Kidd: Now enough talk, it's about time to go kick some ass. With that the "crowd" gives a cheer and Kidd gives a nod to his friends and former co-workers, and begins to take his leave with Greyson. Kidd leaves with a steely resolve etched on his face. Patrick Kidd was fired up and ready to meet a deathmatch head on. Greyson takes one look back at the group in some amazement. He knew that if this made the air on PPV that there was a good chance that many LEGACY viewers may not know or may not remember that colorful and unique cast of characters that had come to support Patrick Kidd tonight, but in reality that isn't important. What truly mattered is how that show of respect seemed to be fueling Kidd. The fact that his former co-workers and many who had stepped into the ring with him had come to cheer him on showed a respect that Kidd perhaps thought was long gone. Now he wasn't fighting just for himself or for Greyson, but for the pride of a much larger family. The Outlaw wasn't sure what would happen in that ring tonight, but he was damn sure that for VIP there would be hell to pay.
A stop motion shots of thes Ultimate X rigging and ropes being assembled over the Legacy XV ring. We see various road crew members testing the ropes. Hanging from them. Climbing and swinging all over them. We hear Florence Welsh's vocals on Florence + the Machine's "Kiss with a Fist" "You hit me once - i hit you back Loco Martinez drives a fist into Laura Seton. DJ Cassidy kicks Loco. Laura Slaps Matthew Dawson. "you smashed a plate over my head Matthew Dawson swings a chair over his head leveling an opponent. The kick drum counts out a four beat before the fuzzy guitars come launching in. "you hit me once - i hit you back Matthew Dawson levels Laura with a clothesline. Loco drops DJ Cassidy with a cruiserweight chokeslam. Laura nails Loco with a Thesz press and begins pummeling him with rights and lefts. "you smashed a plate over my head Loco drives Laura into the ring post. She stumbles away, bloodied. Madison Seton looks on worriedly. "My black eye guess - no shirt on DJ Cassidy torques an opponent down with a dragon screw leg whip and then seamlessly rolls that through into a single legged crab. "your slaps dont stick -your kicks dont hit Laura and loco eye to eye engaged in a heated exchange... quickly crossfaded with Loco grabbing Madison Seton by the hand. "break the lock if it don't fit Loco nailing the Locapitator. "a kiss with a fist is better than none Laura pulling Madison away from Loco... crossfaded with her nailing Perfection on an opponent. "broke your jaw once before spilt your blood upon the floor Matthew Dawson nails an inverted DDT on an opponent before planting him with a nasty snapping DDT. We jump to DJ Cassidy wrenching back on that single legged crab, his opponent writhing in pain. "sit back and watch the bed burn A shot of the Tao of Valor Title glistening as it dangles. The film is eaten by films as we get a flurry of action shots. "a kick in the teeth is good for some" Cassidy hitting a shining wizard. "a kiss with a fist is better than none" Loco Martinez pumping right hands into Laura's forehead. "a-woah a kiss woth a fist is better than none" Matthew Dawson nails a top rope bulldog, and then gets into a sidemount driving rights into his opponent's face. "you hit me once - i hit you back Laura hoisting the Tao of Valor .... becomes "you smashed a plate over my head Loco costing Laura the Tao of Valor title against Matthew Dawson. "you hit me once - i hit you back " DJ's opponent swings, but he quickly ducks. Nails a Cobra Clutch Russian Leg Sweep, and then locks in the Quad City Stretch, his Cross arm Camel Clutch. "you gave a kick" Loco levels an opponent with the Locapitator. "i gave a slap" Laura nails Perfection on her opponent "you smashed a plate over my head" Matthew Dawson launching with an opponent with his moonsault fall awayslam called the "Ultimate Highlight" "then i set fire to our bed" One more shot of that Tao of Valor Championship dangling above the ring... beckoning those that desire to possess it. The music fades out and we come live into the arena to see the Tao of Valor Championship hanging from the Ultimate X ropes.
The Lights drop out and two yellow spotlights land on the stage as the Von Bondies' erupt. "On another Day, C'mon C'mon" Loco Martinez steps out into the spotlight wearing his black baggy vinyl wrestling pants, yellow boots. He's wearing a St. Joe's basketball Jersey. The crowd greets him with heavy negativity. Bryan Harris: I don't get these idiots. Don't they understand greatness when they see it? Jimmy Yates: As strong as your bromance is with Loco, these people want no part of it, Bry. He has done and, more recently, SAID some absolutely vile and hateful things about most of the roster members in Legacy. Most recently going out of his way to degrade and humiliate Laura Seton. Josephina Colbert: Introducing first... he is THE LEGACY Superstar... hailing from Philadelphia - home of the Eagles... Jimmy Yates: Nice little rip at this D.C. crowd... Josephina Colbert: Locooooo.... Martinez!!!! Loco smirks looking up at the Ultimate X structure and slides into the ring. He points up and mouths "I GOT THIS" and gives a cocky wink, which only further infuriates the live audience. Alan Ducard: He's never short on confidence. Bryan Harris: Why should he be? He's THE Greatest Show on Earth! Generations from now we'll be discussing the feats of amazement that took place on this very night. Jimmy Yates: Stop. The lights dim as a purple & white lights start flashing on the
stage while "Hero" by Skillet begins to play over the P.A.
System with smoke coming out from the sides of the stage. After the
guitar opening to the song, the drum-beat kicks in and an explosion
of purple pyrotechnics goes off on the sides of the stage as "The
Essence Of Excellence" D.J. Cassidy emerges from the curtain wearing
a black and purple long-sleeve rhinestone robe with his fists pumped
in the air for a moment, staring out at the crowd with a confident yet
serious demeanor on his face before he heads to the ring as the lyrics
start. The opening of "Whatever Gets You Through Today" by The Radio starts up and the cheers for DJ become reinvigorated for the next fan favorite about to make her way out. Jimmy Yates: About to make her way to the ring is LEGACY's sweetheart, Laura Seton. Judging by the crowd, she's more than earned their respect in her two years here and has become quite beloved. Alan Ducard: No doubt there, Jimbo. She's worked just as hard and possibly harder to get as far as she has and with her mindset I'm sure she's doing everything possible to take that next possible step. Jimmy Yates: The last Ultimate X match we had in LEGACY also saw Dawson enter as the champ. It also a multi-person match. It also included Ms. Seton. Laura won then-what does she have to do this time? Bryan Harris: Hope Loco and Dawson both drop dead. Laura is "okay" in the ring, but she's not Loco or Dawson. Last time in this type of match? I'll give her credit-she won. Don't think Loco or Dawson will let it happen this time. Alan Ducard: I do think that's going to be a problem tonight. Neither show any concern for an opponent and she's had major heat with both of them. It's not going to be an easy task to outwit them and D.J. Cassidy at the same time. Even with a strong focus to win, we've seen from her basketball playing she can have an awfully short fuse when provoked during a contest so she's going to have to control her emotions. If I know Laura like I think I do, she'll get it done. The LEGACY-tron is our focus as it pans up a feminine body; starting at the legs, moving upwards to a pair of red shorts, up to a red jersey with "45" on it, up to a lowered head, brown hair hanging down. "Someone said today..." The head raises to reveal a shining smile upon the face of Laura as the letters of her name rain down to the right of her head. "...there's no other way of playin'." Laura comes from the back in a red tearaway suit and black hightop-style boots as the cheers grow louder. At her side is her four inch taller sister Madison, dressed in semi-short black shorts, a purple short-sleeved V-neck shirt and black dressy-casual shoes. She has a silver choker around her neck and brown hair, carrying a blonde frosting, worn down but with bangs clipped to the side of her head. Laura stops after a couple steps and leans forward. She pats her hands on the steel in front of her before 'exploding' upwards, arms straight out to her sides. Blasts of red, white, blue and one of all three colors mixed together go off as she gives a quick nod of her head in time with each explosion. A smile appears as she eyes the crowd and the two head for the ring. Josephina Colbert: And the last challenger....accompanied by sister Madison....from Oshkosh, Wisconsin......LAU-RAAAAAA SETONNNNN!! Bryan Harris: That is one delicious person at her side tonight. Jimmy Yates: Oh come ON! Already? Bryan Harris: What? She looks terrific tonight. I wish I was that tool she's going out with. I mean, every night that guy gets to fuc- Jimmy Yates: STOP! "All the time we had for life..." They reach the end of the ramp and Laura hops down to the floor and gives high fives to a section of ringside fans-even doing a mini Lambeau Leap over the barrier to bask in the fans' love for a second. She nods at Madison, who climbs in the ring as Laura dives under the bottom rope. In midring they go to a crouched stance and exchange three "mid fives" before rushing to opposite sets of ropes, bouncing off and leap into the air, connecting with an "air bump." Upon landing, Laura looks directly in Loco's direction and, as if her way of saying "F You," emphatically strikes her "I Am All That Is Woman" pose, causing more camera flashes going off. "Whatever gets you through today..." As Madison heads out of the ring in front of the broadcast table and turns her back to them, Laura climbs to an empty corner and holds her arms in an "L" shape before heading across the ring to the corner by Madison and repeats the pose as more cameras go off. Bryan Harris: Oh I like this view! The only thing better than Laura's ass is Madison's. And wow, she has a LOT of leg. I'm sure that's not only great on the basketball court, but in bed too... Jimmy Yates: Will you stop about Madison for ONE MINUTE!!?? She's a teenager! She's still in high school!! Bryan Harris: (with glee) Eighteen as of March 12. Alan Ducard: He's right. She's legal now. He can say whatever he wants. Laura rips off her tearaway shirt revealing a replica red basketball jersey of her high school team with "45" on it then rips off the pants revealing matching red shorts. Alan Ducard: It looks like Laura is paying tribute to Madison by wearing "45." Jimmy Yates: Indeed. Madison set the Wisconsin state scoring record right after Darkest Days. A rather touching moment to see Laura wear her sister's number instead of her usual "34." Madison gathers the clothing and carries it to the timekeeper area as Laura ties her hair into a ponytail and has a quick prayer in the corner. Off mic we hear Harris's voice, "Hi Maddie." She wastes no time in flipping him off. Bryan Harris: She's just playing "hard to get." Jimmy Yates: You're unbelievable. Bryan Harris: That's what she said. Alan Ducard: Three challengers down, and now we await the arrival of the Champion. Bryan Harris: Not just any Champion ... He's one in a million ... The ELITE Champion ... The Highlight of the Night ... The ... Jimmy Yates: Spare me. The scene shifts back to the ring for a moment to get a shot of the lovely Josephina Colbert as she makes her final introduction. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and gentlemen, now introducing your Tao of Valor Champion, hailing from Valley Forge, Pennsylvania, this is The Highlight of the Night, Matthew Dawson! There is not introductory theme, at least not yet. First "they appear" - they being the procession of world-caliber beauty that is filing from the back. One by one they begin lining the entrance way creating a wall of classic, yet mesmerizing femininity. Perfect hair, perfect lips, perfect curves - the perfect package all dressed up in and accentuated by classic burgundy satin evening gowns. Jimmy Yates: Wow ... Bryan Harris: Hellooooooooo nurse! Alan Ducard: I agree gentlemen this is quite a sight to behold. The perfect balance of elegance and sensuality is receiving a greatly positive ovation from the capacity crowd, but that is about to change as the lights in the area are dimmed. *Static* Riches Status Championships The Highlight of the Night The following is brought to you by the V…I …P. *Static* The opening chords of the Hendrix classic "Voodoo Chile" begin to blast through the arena, and suddenly a spotlight shines down at the top of the entrance ramp and we see The Highlight of the Night rise up from out of the stage. Head to toe he's dressed in gold - the long, buttoned suit jacket is gold. The pants are gold - yes even the footwear and sunglasses are gold, but most importantly there is gold over his shoulder in form of the Tao of Valor Championship. Dawson stands smirking at the top of the rampway just for a moment as the traditional Hendrix introduction is joined by Jay-Z. "If you're havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son. I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one." It's at that point that "Voodoo Problems" (The Voodoo Chile/99 Problems Mash-Up) begins to kick into its full awesome potential. If you haven't heard this one before, YouTube kiddies! The beauties lining the ring turn to him with arms pointing to the Champion in his greatness as if to say that is exactly where all eyes belong. It is in the midst of this spectacle that Dawson begins to make his way slowly towards the ring under the Champion's spotlight, his head bobbing a bit to the beat and his step in time with the music. The smirk never leaves his lips as makes his entrance, and he stops for a moment during the chorus and raises his hands to the magnificence surrounding him - as if to just accentuate the spectacle and draw even more attention to himself. Bryan Harris: Now this is a championship entrance! Jimmy Yates: Well, LEGACY PPV does kick it up a notch. Dawson proceeds down the entrance way to the end where the last four beauties are waiting for him. One takes the belt from his shoulder and holds it high up to the crowd as Dawson removes his golden glasses and slips them into the suit pocket. Then the third and fourth proceed to in a fluid motion tear away his golden shirt and pants, revealing burgundy wrestling pants w/golden spotlights down each leg, with golden wrestling boots. Immediately Dawson takes his belt and runs up the buckles outside the ring, holding the belts up high above his head, soaking in the hatred of the crowd as his "Entourage" returns to the back. Alan Ducard: It just goes to show just how loathed this man his when he can have an entrance like that with great music and beautiful women, and somehow he still manages to keep this crowd solidly against him. Bryan Harris: Maybe that's just how he likes it Ducard - The Elite aren't apt to associate themselves with commoners. I mean I make an exception every time I call a match here with Jimbo. Jimmy Yates: Well, if you're "elite" I think I'll take "commoner" as a compliment. Dawson drops off the turnbuckles, and he hands the belt to the official as he keeps to his corner away from the three challengers as the music fades. Alan Ducard: The energy here live, it’s incredible. These fans know that they’re about to witness a fine display. The opening bell rings and the camera zooms out to show the entire ring and the structures in each corner supporting the Ultimate X ropes. Immediately Matthew Dawson drops down to the mat and exits the ring. Bryan Harris: Great strategy by the champ here to start things off, conserving some energy and letting the fight get started without him. Jimmy Yates: By doing this, he’s risking possibly losing his belt. Bryan Harris: Don’t be ridiculous, no one’s going to climb up there without The Highlight Of The Night getting the chance to stop them. Alan Ducard: Speaking of Dawson’s nickname, in this match, he and his fellow competitors will get the opportunity to be the highlight of the evening, as plenty is bound to happen in this contest. The remaining trio in the ring size one-another up. When D.J. Cassidy looks at Laura Seton to see what she is planning on doing, Loco Martinez rushes in and lands a flying forearm shot that knocks Cassidy to the mat. After driving a mounted forearm shot into D.J.’s face, Loco starts to get up, but he’s pulled to his feet by Laura Seton, who rocks him with a hard right hand. A hooking left sends Martinez stumbling backwards into the ropes, and on the return he ducks underneath a clothesline attempt, spins around and drills Laura with a right hand. Before Loco can land another punch, Laura connects with a return shot, then she grabs Loco around the back of the head, puts her head under his chin, jumps up and drops to the mat with a split-legged jawbreaker. The impact sends Loco reeling backwards, right into the waiting arms of DJ Cassidy, who locks Loco into his arms and drops him backwards with a modified Side Russian Leg Sweep. Jimmy Yates: Nice execution by DJ, showing some patience and not trying to fight his way into the fray too quickly. Bryan Harris: I was afraid something like this would happen, with Laura Seton and DJ Cassidy teaming up… but if they want to make the idiotic move, that’s up to them. They can’t BOTH win the match, so eventually they’ll have to change up the strategy. Alan Ducard: Speaking of which, that opportunity is at hand as Loco Martinez rolls out of the ring, leaving Laura and DJ alone in the ring. After a moment’s conversing between Cassidy and Seton, DJ Cassidy slides out of the ring, headed for Matthew Dawson. Seeing that he’s being chased, Dawson starts jogging around the ring, with Cassidy quickly following. After they turn a corner, Dawson hops up and grabs onto the steel structure, planting his legs on the apron, then springing backwards, tackling DJ down to the arena floor with a modified European Uppercut. On the other side of the ring, Laura Seton measures up Loco, runs and attempts a baseball slide, but Martinez avoids it and then hops up onto the entrance walkway, easily putting himself out of harms way. Madison approaches her sister and Laura takes a moment and begins to talk to her. After a couple moments, Maddie takes Laura's hand and the two turn and rush over and hit a double clothesline on an unsuspecting Matthew Dawson. Bryan Harris: Hey! Now that’s not fair, Madison Seton isn’t in this match! Jimmy Yates: You won’t be saying that when Ledge or Adam Davis show up to help out their V.I.P. cohort! Bryan Harris: Don’t just start assuming that’s going to happen! In one of the corners, we find that Loco Martinez has started climbing the steel structure, now having worked his way up to where he has a hold of one of the ropes. D.J. Cassidy gets up onto the apron and spots what’s happening, so he rushes over to that corner, puts one foot onto the middle turnbuckle, pulls up to put his other foot onto the top rope and then he springs outwards, grabbing Loco and sending him CRASHING down to the mat with a spinebuster, and the cheers erupt from the crowd. Alan Ducard: What a move by DJ Cassidy to take down Loco Martinez! If he had been a couple moments later, we might have a new Tao of Valor Champion! For the second time in the match, Loco Martinez rolls out onto the apron underneath the bottom rope. Across the ring, Laura Seton starts climbing the turnbuckles, looking up at the steel support structure she must ascend to get to the Ultimate X cables. Once on the top turnbuckle, Laura tries to start ascending the support structure, but her foot slips and gets caught in the first rung. The delay in Laura’s climbing provides an opportunity, and DJ Cassidy comes across the ring and climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle, grabs Laura from behind, pulls and throws her backwards, falling to the mat in the process, taking her down with a German suplex. Bryan Harris: Great job, Cassidy, you took down Seton, but you hit the mat hard in the process, and you’re not in any position to do anything to follow up! Jimmy Yates: Oh, and like a shark in the water, the Champ smells blood! Sensing the opportunity, Matthew Dawson hops to it, immediately stomping down onto DJ Cassidy to keep him on the mat. Just barely picking DJ up off the mat, Dawson tosses Cassidy into the far corner where he slumps down to the mat. Spotting that Loco Martinez has worked his way back up to his feet on the apron, Dawson moves in and drills Martinez with a hooking right, dropping Loco back down to the apron before The Highlight of the Night goes back over to DJ Cassidy. After a few more stomps, Matthew drops to the mat and exits the ring, grabbing Cassidy’s leg and pulling it out with him. Alan Ducard: I do believe I see some evil intentions brewing… Standing on the outside, Matthew Dawson has pulled DJ Cassidy into the corner almost as far as he can go. Teasing that he’s going to crotch Cassidy on the ring pole, Dawson just slams the left leg into the side of the post, then grabs DJ by the arm and pulls him out onto the apron. Moving DJ’s right leg up over the bottom rope, Dawson then hooks Cassidy’s ankle underneath the other bottom rope, effectively trapping him. Bryan Harris: Brilliant! Not only does that put some strain on Cassidy’s leg, but it’s also going to slow any attempts for him to get involved in the match again! Inside the ring, Laura Seton works her way back to a vertical base, and she notices as Loco Martinez is doing the same out on the apron. As she’s back up first, she moves over and grabs Loco by the head as he tries to enter the ring over the middle rope, and she pulls back until Loco is extended like a table from her front facelock all the way to where his feet are draped on the middle rope. Holding him there for a moment, Laura then drops straight down… Jimmy Yates: DDT! Bryan Harris: Oh, and now she’s got a look in her eye… I think Laura might be thinking about punting Loco’s head! You gotta get up, Loco!! Alan Ducard: I might be more familiar with Futbol than Football, but wouldn’t that be more of a place-kick? Just before Laura is ready to charge in, she spots DJ Cassidy in a prone position in the corner, so she reaches over and unhooks his leg, letting him get free. She then turns her attention on Loco, who is now on his hands and knees. When she charges in and kicks, Loco rolls sideways at the last moment, getting back out onto the apron and avoiding the kick. Looking frustrated, Laura just glares at Loco on the outside. Looking up, Laura notices that Matthew Dawson is up on the support structure, trying to move closer to the belt, so she moves over to the opposite corner and starts climbing. Jimmy Yates: It’s a race now, let’s see who can get there first! Bryan Harris: Well stupid Laura Seton, she didn’t even target the same corner that Matthew Dawson was on anyway, how does she expect to catch him!? Alan Ducard: It appears that might not be her only strategy. Getting a foot onto the structure, Laura leaps up and grabs onto the Ultimate X cable, sending a rippled shake all the way across, stopping Dawson in his tracks, making it impossible to move. Behind him, Matthew Dawson spots DJ Cassidy climbing up the structure. Turning around, The Highlight Of The Night starts kicking out at DJ Cassidy, who retaliates with some kicks of his own. As their legs intertwine, both Matthew Dawson and DJ Cassidy lose their grip, and they both fall down to the mat. Cassidy lands first, taking the brunt of the impact and Dawson gets the least of it, landing on his opponent. The camera pans up, and we see that Laura Seton is now hanging from the overhead rope, her feet dangling as she tries to start shimmying across the ring. Jimmy Yates: Laura’s going to try to get that belt now, and Matthew Dawson is now back on his feet, and he’s looking to stop her! On the Ultimate X cables all by herself, Laura looks down and notices that the only one who is likely to stop her is Dawson, who stands beneath her on the mat, trying to figure out the best way to put her back down. Raising her feet, Laura soon realizes that an attack would be her best option, so she pulls herself up a bit with her arms, then shoots herself downwards, connecting with a dropkick that sends Dawson down to the mat. Energized by the fans’ reaction, Seton pops back up to her feet, a bit shaky, but she pumps her fist, increasing the intensity of the reaction. Their cheers are short-lived, however, as Loco Martinez moves up from behind her and when she turns around, Loco thrusts out his arm, grabbing her by the throat, then lifts up… CRUISERWEIGHT CHOKESLAM!! Spotting DJ Cassidy on the mat, Loco Martinez beats his own chest for a moment then picks Cassidy up, puts his head between his knees, then hooks Cassidy’s arms into a butterfly position… Bryan Harris: Here we go, Loco’s going to hit his Loco-Driver-Of-Doom…! As Martinez attempts to lift Cassidy up off the mat for the elevated Pedigree, DJ starts wildly swinging his feet, blocking the move, getting his feet back on the mat before sending Loco up and over his head with a back body drop. When Matthew Dawson gets back to his feet, he waits and watches as DJ Cassidy returns back to a vertical base, and then he takes DJ by the head and arm, rushes him over to the corner and throws him between the ropes, sending his shoulder into the corner ringpost, and Cassidy falls through the ropes out onto the apron. Dawson turns around, spots Loco getting up off the mat, picks him up and hits a quick scoop gut-buster, then throws him backwards with a quick fallaway slam. From there, Dawson turns his attention on Laura Seton. Jimmy Yates: Oh look at the smirk on Matthew Dawson’s face… I don’t like that look in his eyes. Bryan Harris: If you don’t like him beating up on women, you should help Laura Seton find a job elsewhere, or at least stop targeting Matthew Dawson, because her prospects aren’t good any time she’s in the ring with him! When Laura gets back up to a knee, Matthew Dawson moves in and drills her with a hard right hand, but she doesn’t budge. A bit shocked, Dawson again hits her with a right hand, but this time Laura’s head just starts shaking wildly side to side, and the fans start to get excited as she plants a foot underneath of herself, pushing back up to her feet. Shocked, Dawson takes a step back, but then he moves forward and lands another shot, and this time it seems to energize her even more. Alan Ducard: Is Laura Seton… Hulking Up?! Matt Dawson goes for another hard right hand, but this time Laura blocks it, gets hugely wide eyed and sends a kick into Dawson’s gut, doubling him over. As the Tao of Valor Champion tries to stand back up fully, Laura leaps and swings her head and connects with an enzuigiri to the side of Matthew’s head, and they both end up back on the mat. Moving in, Loco Martinez grabs Matthew Dawson and hoists him up to his feet. Not wasting any time, Loco twists him around into an inverted facelock, then throws a hand into the air before dropping down with an inverted DDT. Bryan Harris: Stellar Drop! Returning to his feet just slightly, Loco grabs hold of the middle rope with his arms and then uses his feet to shove Dawson out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Turning his attention on Laura Seton, Loco grabs her by the head and starts to lift her up, but she quickly starts driving her feet, sending Martinez back first into the corner before peppering him with rights and lefts to the gut. Moving him halfway across the ring apron, Laura then shoots him off across the ring into the opposite ropes. Loco grabs hold of the top rope with his arms, stopping his momentum, but Laura charges in anyway and plants a dropkick that sends Loco up and over the top rope, down to the outside! Outside the ring Dawson and Cassidy have both returned to a vertical base and due to their close proximity, they brawl a bit. The crow roars noticing Laura has climbed up to the top rope. Eyeballs the rope above her, and jumps and grabs. She starts sliding hand over hand. Alan Ducard: She's gonna do it! Her left hand slips a bit and she has to take a few moments to readjust. We cut to the outside and see Loco Martinez watching this with an evil glint in his eye. Jimmy Yates: I don't like that look. Loco quickly runs and shoves the time keeper off his chair. He snatches it and folds it up and b-lines for the ring, making sure to not be in Laura's sight line. He slides the chair in, as the crowd boos. Some i the front row try desperately to get Laura's attention... its too late. Bryan Harris: Dare I say it? Pinata TIME! THWACK! With all his might Loco leaps and swings the chair over his head like an eight year old jacked up on Mountain Dew and Crystal Meth. He drives the chair into Laura's lower back and hips. The force of the shot swings her body. She tries desperately to gold on, but as she swings back towards Loco he again leaps and swings with malicious intent. She can't hold on and comes crashing down to the mat. Loco giggles as he watches Laura writhing in pain. He goes to swing the chair down onto her, but the chair is ripped out of his hand by DJ Cassidy. Alan Ducard: Thank god! I coudn't take watching that poor girl take another vile shot at the hands of that monster. Bryan Harris: If she wants to play? She's gonna pay! Cassidy goes to swing the chair at Loco who quickly ducks and leaps with a spinning thrust kick (Van Daminator) driving the chair into DJ's face. Not wasting any time, Loco looks to the corner where he finds Matthew Dawson climbing the steel structure, having climbed up from the outside. Loco gets up onto the middle turnbuckle where he can reach Dawson, hooks his own leg over the top rope for extra balance, then he sends a hard right hand into Matthew’s head. Dawson reels back but doesn’t fall, instead hooks his arm in the structure and sends an equally hard shot that rocks Loco back a bit. Jimmy Yates: One of these two guys is going to get the advantage, and that individual might have a great chance at winning this match! Loco retaliates with a right hand once he rights himself, and Dawson starts to slip. Reaching out around the structure, Loco tries and tries to pry Matthew’s grip off the structure, and Dawson fights back. When it’s obvious to Dawson that he’s not going to be able to hold his grip, he instead grabs on to Loco’s arm instead. Sensing that this might not be something he can get out of, Loco repositions his legs, hooking them around the top rope on the opposite side of the ring apron from where Matthew Dawson is hanging on, turning himself sideways. This frees up Loco’s other arm, and he starts sending elbow shots into Dawson, forcing him to let go of his grip, falling down a few feet to the arena floor. Bryan Harris: Brilliant move by the Loc-ster!! Alan Ducard: There’s an interesting nickname… Bryan Harris: Well he is an interesting guy, so why not, right?! Don’t be jealous just because I thought of it first and Loco might give me some royalties if it goes onto a tshirt. Jimmy Yates: I doubt that’s going to happen. After righting himself, Loco Martinez climbs up the steel structure and starts heading towards the middle of the ring, only to find that he’s not the only one attempting the trek. Both Laura and Loco are on the same side of the ring, but coming from different-yet-adjacent corners. Each one starts to go hand over hand towards the title, getting closer and closer. Loco shifts his grip, so he can face Laura. He snaps his leg up and into her ribcage. Laura, winces, but doesn't let go. Loco again drives his right leg up into her ribcage. Her right hand slips off the Ultimate X rope. Loco smelling blood launches one more violent kick into her ribcage, sending her crashing to the mat. She lay flat on her back clutching her ribs, and Loco smirks. He grabs the U.X. Rope and lets himself dangle lke he's holding onto a trapeze. He swings his legs back... and then forward building momentum. The crowd begins to murmur with excitement. Bryan Harris: We've seen this before inside Hell in the Cells, and other closed cages. Alan Ducard: Remember, for a time, Loco traveled with Ringling Brothers. Loco continues to swing and build momentum, and as his legs get near the other "X" rope, he releases and flips reverse style, into a Shooting Star Press. He comes crashing down with all his weight on the prone Laura Seton. Loco also, feeling the effects of the move, clutches at his ribs, rolling on the mat. Jimmy Yates: I...I... I'm stunned... It was more important to potentially break Laura Seton than to get the Tao of Valor Championship. Having rested for a few moments on the outside, Matthew Dawson spots the big move done by Loco Martinez, and he slides back into the ring. Avoiding being seen, Dawson keeps his focus on Martinez, who slowly starts to work his way up off the mat. When Loco is back to his vertical base, Dawson leaps up, grabs from behind and falls backwards with a “lung blower” style maneuver, only his knees are right behind the base of Loco’s skull. Alan Ducard: A hugely impactful move by Matthew Dawson, and I would be surprised if Loco gets up from that, especially as he was likely feeling the effects of his own high risk maneuver he just completed on Laura Seton! Jimmy Yates: Well Dawson might’ve just hit that move, but if he doesn’t act quickly, we’re going to have a new champion! Looking up, Matthew Dawson notices that DJ Cassidy is now at the cable structure and he starts trying to shimmy across the cable. Acting quickly, Dawson moves to the nearest corner and begins climbing. Cassidy is having trouble with his hands slipping slightly, but he does his best to keep his grip, keeping his focus on the belt, which is nearing ever closer. Dawson gets to the top of the steel structure, and realizing he won’t be able to shimmy across fast enough, he continues climbing. Alan Ducard: What is Matthew Dawson doing? Is he… climbing to the TOP of the structure?! Having hoisted his abdomen over the top of the support structure, Dawson pulls his legs up, and he does everything he can to force himself all the way up to his feet. The crowd grows silent as Dawson now stands atop the structure, and they let out a collective gasp as the Champion leaps out towards the middle of the ring… AND HE GRABS THE CENTER OF THE ULTIMATE X!! THE IMPACT SHAKES THE ROPES OF THE ULTIMATE X… DJ CASSIDY LOSES HIS GRIP AND FALLS TO THE MAT… Bryan Harris: There it is! There it is…. YES!! Matthew Dawson is somehow able to unhook the Tao of Valor Championship, and after slinging it over his shoulder, Dawson drops down to the mat and the bell rings. Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner and STILL Tao of Valor Champion… Matthew… Dawson!! Jimmy Yates: I can’t believe it! Matthew Dawson just leaped halfway across the ring and ends up retaining the championship! Alan Ducard: Even more surprisingly, I think, is that he did it without any assistance from the rest of the V.I.P. Bryan Harris: Well that doesn’t surprise me one bit! Ledge and Adam Davis have enough on their mind tonight with Family Values, so why should the come to the ring?! Jimmy Yates: You have to wonder if maybe that played a bit of a role in distracting Laura and DJ Cassidy and Loco Martinez enough, wondering if they were going to be attacked from behind, that it gave Matthew Dawson enough of an edge to win this match. Alan Ducard: This match certainly could’ve ended a number of times, but let’s credit Matthew Dawson with this victory here tonight, a valiant effort to retain his championship, and also pick up his third Tao of Valor token, meaning that if he wins one more... Bryan Harris: WHEN he wins one more, he'll get that guaranteed World Championship match! Just barely able to stay in a kneeling position, Matthew Dawson raises the championship up over his head before leaving the ring, almost crawling out onto the entrance ramp, exhausted.
The camera cuts backstage where we find backstage interviewer Intern Avery George with a mic in his hand, facing Jester Smiles. Both have solemn looks on their faces. Intern Avery George: Tonight, we were slated to see the number one contendership match to determine who would face the World Champion at Glimmer of Hope 2010, but we’ve recently learned that Jean Gerard Baptiste is not in attendance here tonight, and his match will not occur. Audible booing of the live crowd can be heard echoing through the hallways of the arena. Intern Avery George: I’m here at this time with the man who would’ve been Baptiste’s opponent for that match – the winner of the 2009 Hawkins Memorial Tournament, Jester Smiles. Jester gives a slight nod. Intern Avery: I haven’t heard anything yet from the front office as to what they planned to do to make a new match for the #1 Contenders spot headed towards Glimmer of Hope, but I did hear that they do intend to have it contested in a match. I wanted to get your thoughts on… Avery is interrupted as Jester Smiles suddenly lurches forward and falls to the ground, now standing above him with a sadistic smile on his face...is Kenji Yamada. Smiles is trying to recover but before he does Kenji grabs him by the trunks and DRIVES him right into the nearby wall with a sickening THUD. But Kenji doesn't stop there, he mounts Jester and slams his closed fists right into the temples of Jester. Over and over until a terrible cut is opened up on the head of Smiles. Kenji stands up off of Jester and looks down at him, his smile chilling to the bone. Kenji Yamada: So good...so pure...so beautiful... Kenji sneers, rollings Jester onto his stomach, and grabs both of Jester's arms and pulls them back so that Jester's face is elevated a foot off the ground. Kenji holds Jester in this position, Jester's blood dripping from his head and making a crimson stain on the concrete. Kenji: So...so...beautiful... Kenji smashes his knee into the back of Jester's head and causes Jester's face to SLAM right into the concrete floor with a horrific sloshing sound. A pool of blood can be seen oozing around Smiles' head. Security bursts into the scene and pulls Kenji away from Jester Smiles, and the parting image is of Yamada getting wide eyes as he glares at his handiwork.
Alan Ducard: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match will be a No Limits match, and the title will be on the line. Jimmy Yates: TMB said he wanted to use this match to teach Garvin a lesson, but from what we've seen, I think Garvin is pretty learned in violence. Bryan Harris: I'll give TMB credit – he's got the confidence it takes to take on a monster like Garvin, but we still have to find out if he has what it takes to withstand a monster's onslaught and retain the title. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and will be for the No Limits Championship! The yellow smiley face slides across the LEGACY Vision tron, and “Rain Parade” by Atomic Opera hits the PA system. As the lights flash around the arena, Garvin appears at the top of the rampway. Josephina Colbert: Introducing first the challenger, hailing from Colorado Springs, here is Frank Garvin! Josephina heads far across the ring from where Frank enters, just in case she needs to make a hasty exit. Luckily for her, Frank is focused on the entranceway and the arrival of the No Limits Champion. "If I Was Your Vampire" by Marilyn Manson now hits the PA system. Josephina Colbert: Now introducing the Champion, hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina, here is Thomas Manchester Black … TMB! TMB appears at the top of the rampway with the belt over his shoulder and his eyes focused on Garvin, who shoots him back a wide eyed, anticipatory smile. TMB wastes no time heading to the ring, and handing the belt to the official as Josephina exits the ring. The bell sounds and the two men circle each other slowly before coming face to face in the center of the ring. Garvin's edge in size is magnified as Black looks up at him at close range, and TMB is by no means small. The corners of Garvin's mouth are twitching, as if he's enjoying the very anticipation of what is about to unfold. He tilts his head ever so slightly to one side and lets his mouth spread into a full fledged grin. That's all the invitation Black needs, as he reaches back into somewhere near the third row to deliver a thudding right hand to Garvin's jaw. Garvin's head snaps around, but he doesn't take a backwards step. Instead, what sounds like a small giggle escapes him. Alan Ducard:...laughing? Jimmy Yates: Are you really surprised by that? Black drops another pair of right hands on Garvin, who is rocked, but keeps his feet planted firmly in front of TMB. Black takes a step backwards and refocuses himself, catching Garvin off guard by stepping in, cradling the back of his neck, and driving a series of knees into his midsection before cranking down on Garvin's neck and bringing a knee up to his face and releasing his head. Garvin steps back and shakes the cobwebs out before pulling his tangled mass of hair back away from his face. As he does, we get a glimpse blood smeared across his face from what may or may not be a broken nose. Bryan Harris: That may have been a mistake by Black. Alan Ducard: Why? Bryan Harris: Have you ever actually seen Garvin before? Garvin lets out a disturbing, high pitched laugh, but makes no movement towards offense. TMB reaches in to cradle Garvin again for another series of Muay Thai knees, but as he brings the first knee up, Frank crosses his arms in front of his face to block the impact, swatting the knee back down. He raises his head quickly and brings his arms up with him, swatting away the No Limits Champion's arms. In a motion that defies his size, Garvin reaches up and hooks his thumbs into Black's mouth, forcing him into a Crooked Smile. Usually not one to vocally express pain, a yell escapes TMB as the flesh on his face is stretched almost to ripping point as Garvin maintains a glassy calm on his face. Bryan Harris: What do you think he's thinking about? Alan Ducard: Likely how much harder he can pull without ripping Bryan Harris: Yeah.. either that or kittens. Garvin marches Black back into a corner, still pulling at the corners of his mouth. TMB's futile efforts to remove Garvin's hands from his mouth begin to slow until Frank leans back and drives his head into Black's, a wicked headbutt that sends him slumping between the top and middle rope and onto the arena floor. Without hesitation, Garvin steps over the top rope and follows him down. Instead of continuing the offense, though, Garvin simply sits down Indian style in front of Black and observes him as he tries to pull himself together. Bryan Harris: Ever get the feeling this is like a science fair project for Frank? Black looks up and sees Frank immediately in front of him and drives the top of his own head into Garvin's chest, knocking him of balance and onto the floor. He immediately springs forward and on top of Garvin into what would be called a "full mount" position in mixed martial arts. From there he begins to rain hammer fists down onto Garvin where ever he can find an inch of open flesh. After a dozen or so shots, Black rolls off of Garvin and goes to find two folding chairs. As Garvin stands, he pitches one to Garvin. Frank, acting on instinct, catches the chair. TMB winds up and uses the other chair to drive it into Frank's head, actually sending him down to one knee. Jimmy Yates: Huge chair shot! Alan Ducard: And this is right up Frank's alley..he's bleeding some more. Black rolls Garvin into the ring, bringing the blood smeared chair with him. He takes a moment to wedge it between the top two turnbuckles in the corner before returning his attention to Garvin. Frank is making his way back to his feet, and TMB sprints forward, extends his arm and connects flush with a Chin Checker. Garvin hits the mat and Black falls across his torso for the pin. One! Two! Alan Ducard: Emphatic kickout by Garvin! Jimmy Yates: It looks like TMB getting into a rhythm here, though. Black rolls Garvin over and locks a front facelock on him, cutting off blood flow to his head. And given the circumstances of the match, the hold slips closer and closer to being an all-out choke as he begins to stand up. Frank manages to make his way to at least a crouched position, trying to relieve the pressure. Black continues his focus on the head and neck of Garvin, leaning back and bringing his legs up quickly for the Death Row Choke. Jimmy Yates: Death Row Choke is locked in! Garvin may not tap.. Alan Ducard: But he MAY pass out Within seconds, Garvin's arms go limp. Black keeps wiggling his shoulders, making sure he doesn't get caught in a pin inadvertently, as the referee moves in to check Garvin's arms. Lifted once...and drops. Lifted twice..and drops. Lifted a third time...and drops. Alan Ducard: Black just won this match! Jimmy Yates: Why isn't the referee calling for the bell? Bryan Harris: Better yet..why is he backing away? Garvin's fists are pinned to the mat, but his back is clearly shaking. As the cameraman tightens the view, muffled laughter can be heard from Garvin. Black realizes a split second too late that he's in a very bad position all of a sudden. Garvin brings one fist up and blindly drives it into TMB's stomach, loosening the choke. Garvin reaches forward and wraps his arms around Black's waist and stands up abruptly, lifting him into a powerbomb position before tossing him foward and into the turnbuckles. As Black bounces out of the corner, he's met with a boot to the face that sends him sprawling over the top rope and down to the floor with a thump. Jimmy Yates: I thought Garvin was out of it in that choke. Bryan Harris: You may want to think that about Black right about now. He's in bad shape. Alan Ducard: And Frankie's not done yet, gents. Garvin is giggling to himself as he sets up a table just in front of the ring apron. He pulls the slumped form of Black off the ground and scoops him up with one hand, dumping him onto the table. The table sags a little in the middle, but doesn't break. Frank grabs two handfuls of his own hair and takes a deep breath through clenched teeth as he finds his way to the apron and looks almost lovingly down at Black on the table, hesitating long enough for Black's eyes to look up and register the sight of nearly 7 feet of Frank Garvin staring down at him from the ring apron. Bryan Harris: Am I the only one thinking - Jimmy Yates: It puts the lotion in the basket? Bryan Harris: Guess not. Black attempts to sit up, but Garvin has him timed out. He raises one knee and simply drops from the ring apron, driving his foot into TMB's chest, sending him through the table. A dozen more stomps follow, Frank's huge foot repeatedly driving into his opponent's chest. He takes a minute to survey the carnage, then lets his foot rest on Black for a pin attempt. One! Two! Thre--no! Black's shoulder jumps off of the concrete just enough to justify stopping the count, as Garvin smiles warmly and begins prying him off the arena floor. Alan Ducard: Incredible resiliance by Black to kick out there. Bryan Harris: He's going to wish he had stayed down pretty soon. Garvin leans way back and headbutts Black, splitting his eyebrow open. The sight of blood gets Frank's motor revving and he quickly lifts Black into a 3/4 press and drops him face first onto the ring apron. As he lands, Garvin is already in motion, picking TMB up and delivering a sidewalk slam. Showing his incredible brute strength, Garvin reaches down and latches his hands around Black's throat, lifting him up - from a prone position - and pitching him spine-first against the steel ringpost. Garvin simply sits down on Black's chest for his pin attempt. One! Two! Thr---no! Alan Ducard: How did Black get out of that? Jimmy Yates: I think Frank is wondering that too. Bryan Harris: I think this entire arena is wondering that Garvin rolls Black's still mostly-unconscious body into the ring, following him in while carrying one of the warped, broken legs from the table that TMB was driven through a few moments ago. Black is pushing away from Garvin, trying to buy time, pulling himself up in the corner, realizing he's essentially trapped himself. Garvin swings the metal table leg at Black, who curls forward into an almost fetal position, trying to absorb the blows. Each swing brings the leg down with a sharp smack, and soon, raised welts are visible along the back and ribs of TMB. After eight or so blows, Garvin drops the table leg and admires his handiwork. He admires a moment too long, though, as Black raises his head, seething. Jimmy Yates: Those blows stung, but i don't think they damaged Black Alan Ducard: If anything they may have been a wake up call Black leans forward and headbutts Garvin in the middle of his sternum, and follows with a knee to the midsection. As Garvin doubles over, a simple kick to the face straightens him back up and moves him towards the middle of the ring. A right hand to the face gets Garvin's nose bleeding again, and the two bloody men resort to trading rights and lefts in the middle of the ring. Bryan Harris: I don't know if this is a game that Black wants to play. Alan Ducard: He's not as big as Garvin, but he's strong. And he knows how to hit. Jimmy Yates: And Frankie knows he likes being hit. Right hand by Garvin. Left by Black. Right by Garvin. Left by Black. Right by Black as blood from Garvin spreads to the mat. Left by Garvin, leaving Black's blood on his fist. Left by Black. Right by Garvin. Left by Black. Left by Garvin. Right by Garvin. Right by Garvin. Jimmy Yates: Frank taking over here! Left by Garvin. Right by Black. Right by Black. Right by Black. Left by Black, as Garvin's beard and chest are staining red from the blood seeping from his nose. Jimmy Yates: TMB isn't dead yet! The crowd goes from a buzz to a roar as another half dozen punches are exchanged between these two men. Blood is flying from every punch, both men's hands are stained with the other's blood. The pace of the punches slows as both men are clearly wearing down, both from punishment absorbed and energy expended. Alan Ducard: No way to keep up this pace much longer. Jimmy Yates: What a physical display put on here by these two Black reaches way back, just as he started the match, and delivers a sharp right to the jaw of Garvin, who immediately responds with a right hand of his own. He comes up empty, though, as TMB ducks under and sends Garvin staggering forward, just slightly off balance. Black sees his opportunity, pushing Garvin forward into the corner, where he stops himself just short of the chair that has long been wedged into the turnbuckle. Before he can come out of the corner, though, Black has sprinted forward and uncorked a Yakuza kick into the corner, driving Garvin's bloody head into the steel chair, smearing blood onto the seat of the chair and leaving Garvin slumped in the corner. Black's leg is hanging over the middle rope as he looks down with disgust at Garvin. He steps back into the ring and hooks both legs, rolling Garvin back onto his own shoulders for a pin attempt. One! Two! Three! Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner and STILL No Limits Champion, Thomas Manchesteeeeeer... Blaaaack!!! Jimmy Yates: Huge win for Thomas Manchester Black here! Alan Ducard: Anybody that can dole out enough punishment to keep Garvin down for a three count has certainly earned his pay.
The patriarch of LEGACY's only family stable stands infront of a LEGACY backdrop, behind a lecturn holding just one mic. Flanking him on one side is his redhaired son Harrison, and on the other side is Paul Jr. and the humongous Boyd. Paul Saunders Sr: The scheduling officials in LEGACY were gracious enough to afford me this opportunity to talk for a moment about the Saunders Family here on the LEGACY XV pay per view. Paul holds out his hand to the side where two of his boys are standing. Paul Saunders Sr: These two of my boys were successful at the pre show event against the International Incident, for those of you who didn't see it. My boy Boyd finished off Mostafa Bashir in a match he won't soon forget, with Junior showing off some of his abilities in the process. On the other hand... Paul holds his hand out to the other side, and Harrison's face becomes a bit more solemn. Paul Saunders Sr: My other son, Harrison, was less fortunate in his match against Gryffin Anselm. I have talked to him, and he has learned something in defeat, and I believe that next time he will be more crisp in his moves, better on the lookout for opponents' key moves, sharper to respond and more effective in using his talents. That being said, none of my boys performed as well as I wanted them to - as well as they are capable of doing - and thusly the future performances shall be better fought. That, we promise. Thank you for your time.
Preparing for responsibilities, backstage reporter reviews notes. Unprepared is Andrew Kelley as No Limits monster approaches. Shocked by grizzled presence, cornered into interview. frank GARVIN: Manchester Black, tonight, he opened my eyes to a Warrior's Violence. And I liked it. Long smooth legs saunter, joining to make a three-some. Frightened of uncertainty, reporter provides opportunity in silence. tabitha: Aww... look at you tremble, Andrew. You don't have any reason to worry, though. My Frankie won't hurt you, he's just a tad energized right now from the battlefield. But Manchester Black? He should be trembling, because the No Limits Warrior was taken to his limits tonight... and we now know what it takes to push him PAST those limits... and that's what we're going to be preparing for from now on... day... and night. Glances to assess danger, reporter breaks his silence. Andrew Kelley: So does this mean you're keeping your sights set on the No Limits Championship? Devilish smile from rosey lips, stark contrast to intense glare through grizzled beard. tabitha: Our focus is not on a championship. Our focus is on destroying a Warrior. We cut back to the ringside area's announce table. Alan Ducard: Because of the fact that the Number One Contenders Match between Jean-Gerard Baptiste and Jester Smiles has been cancelled, there's a bit of extra time left in this pay per view broadcast, so I just received word that the main event from Friday Night's pre-show will be aired instead. Jimmy Yates: The match was for the FX Network Championship, as John Thomas looked to regain champion status for the first time since LEGACY started 4 years ago. Hazard has been on a roll as of late, however, pulling off a string of victories since about a month before he got the Network Championship. Bryan Harris: Going into the match, I knew John Thomas had it in him to win, given the motivation set in place by his girlfriend - the HOT Anastasia Ewing, who said she'd break up with John if he were to lose the match. Alan Ducard: To see what transpired, let's presently get to the footage.
We join the match already in progress. We join the match already in progress with John Thomas applying a standing armbar to Hazard before transitioning into a hammerlock submission hold. John Thomas spins around and performs a body-slam to Hazard with the hammerlock still applied. Not wasting any time, John Thomas transitions into a Jujigatame armbar as Hazard tries to fight the move. As referee Klinton Porter asks Hazard if he wants to submit, the Network Champion inches his way toward the ropes. Porter signals a rope break and John Thomas hesitantly lets go of the hold. Alan Ducard: It looked like John Thomas was a bit tentative that time to break the ropes, but he did the gentlemanly thing and relinquished the hold. Bryan Harris: Come on, John! We ain’t fighting under the Marquis of Queensbury rules here! Jimmy Yates: That reference probably went sailing over 95 percent of our audience’s heads there, Bryan! Bryan Harris: Shut it, Jimbo! John Thomas then picks up Hazard to his feet, but is met with a couple of knee-lifts by Hazard before the Network Champion lands some forearms to the face of John Thomas. He then charges off the ropes and hits a vicious running STO and goes for a quick cover. Alan Ducard: Hazard with the pin attempt here! One… Two… Bryan Harris: No sir! Not gonna put away "The Durable One" that easily! Jimmy Yates: And considering what is at stake for John if he loses, that has to provide him with some incentive to win the Network Championship! I mean, Anastasia Ewing threatened to break up with John if he lost this match! Alan Ducard: And judging by her demeanor at the last STRIFE taping, she was none too keen about John making this challenge! Bryan Harris: Maybe if he loses, I’ll have a chance with that fine piece of a- Jimmy Yates: THAT’S enough there, Bryan! Hazard then applies a Butterfly Lock to John Thomas as he keeps the hold cinched in before getting John back to his feet and landing a Butterfly Suplex. Hazard then quickly goes for a cover. Alan Ducard: Hazard once again trying to put John Thomas away, can he do it this time? One… Two… Bryan Harris: Close, but no cigar! Hazard then motions to the crowd he’s going to the top rope as he positions himself for a Fist Drop, but John Thomas rolls out of the way and Hazard goes down holding his wrist. John Thomas quickly moves in and applies a ground Hammerlock Submission to Hazard and drives his knee continuously into the arm and shoulder of the Network Champion. Jimmy Yates: While I don’t agree with a lot of things John Thomas has done in the past, I have to give him credit on being a brilliant mat technician as he is like Hazard in the aspect of knowing how to focus on a body part and attack it, much like the Andersons of the 70’s and 80’s. Alan Ducard: Hazard has had a brilliant run as the Network Champion and the F/X executives have to be thrilled with the amount of presitge this young lad has brought to this esteemed title. Bryan Harris: Yeah, but he’s not faced anyone as well-rounded as John Thomas! Hazard tries to get up, but John Thomas puts the champion in a front face-lock while keeping the hammerlock applied before dropping him with a vicious Hammerlock DDT. John Thomas then goes for the quick pin. Jimmy Yates: Whoa, what a Hammerlock DDT by John Thomas! Could we have a new champion here? One… Two… Alan Ducard: And Hazard manages to get his good shoulder up! You can see him clutching the right arm and shoulder that John Thomas has been so meticulously working on. Bryan Harris: Like you said, Hazard has had a good run as Network Champion, but I think we’re about to crown a new champion! John Thomas then climbs the top rope, albeit haltingly, pondering his next move. He then leaps backwards for the Not Your Average Moonsault, but Hazard manages to get his knees up, knocking the wind out of the sails of the challenger. Jimmy Yates: What a veteran move there by Hazard! He had that very well scouted! Hazard then whips John into the ropes and hits a Snap Powerslam, but instead of going for a pin, he follows it up with a High Angle Boston Crab, torquing the spine of John Thomas much like Chris Jericho used to do with the Lion Tamer. Alan Ducard: Hazard is hell-bent to break John Thomas in half! Bryan Harris: Fight it, man, fight it! Jimmy Yates: John has so much riding on this match, yet he has to be near his breaking point here! John tries to use every ounce of his upper body strength to maneuver his way toward the ropes. He slowly manages to inch his way to the ring rope and with one final lunge, he grabs it, forcing Hazard to break the hold. Hazard then goes to pick up John, but is met with a modified Armbreaker that sends a jolt of pain through Hazard’s arm. Alan Ducard: And once again, you have to give credit to John Thomas whether you love him or hate him as he knows exactly what to do in a wrestling ring! Bryan Harris: The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree in that family, huh? Catching his breath, John Thomas applies a standing armbar again before he climbs the top rope and leaps down, driving a knee into the back of Hazard’s shoulder as he’s writhing in pain now. John Thomas stands behind Hazard, crouched in position to strike with the Cross-face Chicken Wing. Jimmy Yates: Uh oh, this could be bad news for Hazard! Alan Ducard: I’m afraid so, chaps, as it looks like John Thomas is ready to apply his famous Croos-face Chicken Wing. As Hazard gets to his feet, John applies the hold, but knowing where he is in the ring, Hazard pushes himself back into the turnbuckles where John Thomas takes the brunt of the impact, allowing Hazard to get a second wind. Bryan Harris: How in the world did Hazard get out of that? Jimmy Yates: I don’t know if it was a lucky break or ring awareness, but it sure worked in the Network Champion’s favor! Just as John gets to his feet, he is met with a vicious running clothesline in the corner and follows it up with an Overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex, flooring "The Durable One". Alan Ducard: What a Hazardous Combo there by the Network Champion! Bryan Harris: NO! Get up, John! Hazard then positions himself for the Shining Wizard and connects full-bore as John Thomas slumps down face-first to the canvas, Hazard then signals "It’s Over!" as he walks behind a still loopy John Thomas and hits his trademark Back Drop Driver and keeps the bridge into a pinning predicament. Jimmy Yates: FLAT-SCAN! That could be it! ONE… TWO… THREE!!! Klinton Porter rings the bell as Josephina Colbert makes the announcement. Josephina Colbert: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… Here is your winner… and STILL LEGACY F/X Network Champion… HAZARD!!! Alan Ducard: John Thomas gave it all he had, but in the end, Hazard continues his great Network title reign! Bryan Harris: Poor John, not only did Hazard beat him again, but he loses Anastasia! Jimmy Yates: When he comes to, I’m sure he’s not going to be happy with this turn of events. Bryan Harris: well I'm sure he's about to find out! Coming out of the back is Anastasia Ewing, wearing a designer black and red dress, low cut, showing plenty of cleavage. Some of the fans along the ramp make comments or whistle at her, and she just turns up her nose at them, continuing on towards the ring. Getting to the apron, she calls over and gets Klinton Porter to hold open the ropes for her before she'll enter the ring. After stepping in between the ropes, Anastasia turns up her nose as she walks past John Thomas, who is starting to come-to, and getting to the far corner she calls over and demands Josephina give her a microphone. Anastasia Ewing: Because none of you creeps know how to treat a lady, let me just tell you that saying those types of things towards me, or even looking at me with those naughty thoughts... it will get you NO WHERE with a lady like me. In fact, I don't know why any of you would even THINK you have a chance with a vision of HOTNESS like is in the ring right here and now. Glancing down at John Thomas, Anastasia gets an idea. Anastasia Ewing: Is it because OF HIM?! Is it because a guy who grew up in this area made something of himself and found a way to score with me for a few years?! Is THAT what gives you all hope?! Well it's about to be SHATTERED! A rumbling of boos rolls throughout the George Mason Patriot Center, and the camera shows that John Thomas has now awakened and is looking up at Anastasia. Anastasia Ewing: John... unless Hazard rattled your brain too bad, you know why I'm out here. I could've done this privately, but seeing how you USED ME to gain your popularity, I think it's only appropriate that I turn your world upside down in front of the entire world! It's also going to crush the hopes of these gross guys who lined the ring - NONE OF THEM who I'd ever consider dating, by the way... A bigger rumbling of boos goes through the crowd. Anastasia Ewing: You and me? We're THROUGH! NO MORE will I be pulling strings for you... NO MORE will I be sharing hotel rooms with you, allowing you to upgrade... and NO MORE will you get the priviliges of sleeping with one of the HOTTEST women on the FACE of EARTH! She quickly turns to the fans. Anastasia Ewing: And I hope you all enjoyed seeing me in his little promos, wearing next to nothing, because NEVER AGAIN!! If you want to see me scantilly clad, you'll have to write to MAXIM or PLAYBOY and get me in those pages, and then you can drool all you want!! The booing increases, and Anastasia turns her back on John and just flips the microphone up over her shoulder, landing down on John as she walks off.
*Static* Family Values vs. V.I.P. "The Outlaw" Greyson Blade & Patrick Kidd vs. "The Iceman" Adam Davis & Nick "Ledge" Ledgerwood. "Run This Town" - Jay-Z feat. Rihanna & Kanyne West - The Blue Print 3 - LEGACY Mix “Feel it coming in the air VIP unleash shot after shot with croquet mallets. The Outlaw attacks VIP with a sledgehammer. Patrick Kidd hits the Gallows Drop on Ledge and then on Davis. “I’m addicted to the the thrill (I'm Ready) Patrick Kidd from across the ages, wears a crimson mask, finally he is buried in the wreckage of a collapsed cage. Patrick Kidd from the now, walking to the LEGACY ring, announcing his return to active competition against The Outlaw. “Can’t be scared when it goes down VIP attacks Kidd after his match with The Outlaw. A stare down ensues – The Outlaw and Patrick Kidd have words. A monstrous Killshot drives Kidd into the canvas. A devastating Crimson Tide DDT spikes The Outlaw into parking lot concrete. “Only thing that’s on my mind” Greyson Blade wears a VIP t-shirt. Ledge and Davis stand tall over Family Values in the VIP spotlight. “Is who gon’ run this town tonight” Family Values “Is who gon’ run this town tonight” VIP “We gon’ run this town” Who will survive. “We are, yeah, I said it, we are Matthew Dawson attacks Patrick Kidd and The Outlaw to stand tall with VIP. “Get y’all fatigues on, all black everything VIP is dressed to the nines, sporting the suits and the Rolex watches. Then they stand surrounded by classic beauties with smoking guns like a scene from an updated mob for 2010. “I get more in-depth if you boys really real enough A Family Values poster rips down the center with the scene going back to VIP who appear for the moment as a trio walking towards the camera with a purpose in their step, and at the bottom of the screen flashes the words “If you aren't with us, you're against us. “Life’s a game but it’s not fair” There is tragedy. From physical scars to the emotional, finally ending with VIP each standing at the front of Sheryl Ledgerwood's grave. “I break the rules so I don’t care” We see Ledge and Davis taking out multiple fighters. “So I keep doing my own thing” Davis and Ledge each do a mocking “dirt off yo shoulda” motion. “Walking tall against the rain” Patrick Kidd stands amidst the “You've still go it” chants. “Victory’s within the mile” VIP is shown pinning both The Outlaw and Patrick Kidd. “Almost there, don’t give up now” Patrick Kidd clutches at his injured legs. The Outlaw staggers and stumbles, unable to make his feet. Ledge clutches his shoulder in the turnbuckles. Adam Davis clutches his ribs on the canvas. “Only thing that’s on my mind For Pride … For Glory … For Doing the Right Thing … For Making It All Too Real … For Family … For Fame … For Survival … For Control … For the Future Who gon' run this town? Family Values vs. VIP – LEGACY XV
Alan Ducard: Ladies and gentlemen our next match will be incredibly intense as Family Values attempt to put aside all of the personal issues of the past months in order to survive the onslaught of VIP in a Deathmatch. Bryan Harris: Survive is exactly how you should describe it Ducard. This is a death match. Falls count anywhere, and once that pin is made a standing 10 count must be answered for the match to continue. Jimmy Yates: Normally I'd give the advantage to The Outlaw in a match like this, but I have to admit I am concerned for Family Values as they haven't been on the same page for quite some time, and one can't discount the uncertainty surrounding Patrick Kidd's physical health and conditioning. Bryan Harris: Finally Jimbo, finally you're getting it. VIP is a well oiled-machine, and they have to be salivating over the prospects of not just beating Family Values again, but for putting Patrick Kidd back on the shelf, which could easily happen in this kind of match. I mean just think about how much violence - how much punishment you are going to be doling out to pin and then keep a man down for a 10 count? Jimmy Yates: The brutality here tonight could be off the charts Bryan, but I look at this way. To survive and come out on top in a match of this sort, it's going to take more than skill, it's going to take toughness, heart - an unbreakable will, and there are no two fighters who characterize those intangibles better than Greyson Blade and Patrick Kidd. Alan Ducard: Well gentlemen, let's send this to Josephina Colbert for introductions for perhaps the biggest non-title tag team match in LEGACY history. The camera pans across the arena, showing the full house before settling on Josephina in the middle of the ring with a smile across her beautiful face and a microphone in hand. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and gentlemen, this next tag team contest is a deathmatch and is scheduled for one fall. After a pinfall is made, the pinned wrestler must be able to answer a standing 10 count, and falls count anywhere! Trik Turner’s “Friends and Family” hits the PA system, and the capacity crowd explodes into cheers. Josephina Colbert: Introducing first, the team of Patrick Kidd and “The Outlaw” Greyson Blade – here is Family Values! “You know I’m down, and even when them odds are against
us” It is then that The Outlaw and Patrick Kidd step out to the top of the elevated rampway. However, there is no taking a moment to take in the crowd. There is no recognition of the crowd or bravado. Family Values is focused. "We bleed the same blood, we cry the same tears” The Outlaw and Patrick head for the ring with a purpose in their step – a common purpose. Bryan Harris: Take it all in guys, and LEGACY fans cheer for them like you’ve never cheered before, because this could be the last time you see this tag team not just in LEGACY but in this business. Jimmy Yates: Well, if it is Bryan, it won’t happen without one hec of a fight. Look at both Patrick and Greyson in the ring now. They are all business tonight. They are bound and determined to not just survive this deathmatch, but dare I say win it. Family Values stands in the ring, their eyes focused towards the entrance way now as their theme cuts out, and Josephina continues her introductions. Josephina Colbert: Now introducing their opponents, the team of “The Iceman” Adam Davis, and Nick “Ledge” Ledgerwood – here is V…I…P! *Static* Riches Status Championships The following is brought to you by the V…I…P. *Static* Suddenly the area is bathed in black as the haunting opening of Jay-Z’s “On to the Next One” blasts into the arena and the LEGACY Vision big screen comes to life. “I got a million ways to get it, Choose one (choose one)” Black and white images flash – faces. Adam Davis, and then Ledge smirking, and finally we see both them standing together in suits, before stark red coloring like blood drips down covering the image, and providing a red back drop for the new, more graphic images to come. “I’m on to the next one” Diego Cardenas lies in a pool of his own blood. “On to the next one” Marcus Marion lying motionless on a stretcher, his career ended. “On to the next one” Patrick Kidd beaten down, his face contorted in agony. “On to the next one” Adam Davis stands victorious over The Outlaw. “On to the next one” Adam Davis stands victorious over Patrick Kidd “On to the next one” Davis, Ledge, and Matthew Dawson stand over the fallen Family Values with the VIP spotlights over their prey. “On to the next one, hold up, freeze!” With that line there is an explosion of golden pyros, and a red carpet rolls down the rampway. “Somebody bring me back some money please!” A Lexus Gs 430 Limousine pulls out on to the entrance ramp, and dual spotlights appear. “Hov on that new shit n-ggas like how come” With that, Adam Davis and Ledge emerge from the limousine to a torrential downpour of hate-filled-boos. Davis and Ledge mockingly raise their arms to the crowd before each man heads towards the ring in the spotlights. Alan Ducard: That, gentlemen, is a good helping of hatred. Jimmy Yates: Now that is the understatement of the year. Bryan Harris: What else would you expect from this crowd guys? It’s not like these LEGACY fans are smart enough to be in with the new. They like to cling to the old, worn-out ‘legends’. Sure they’re arrogant and abrasive, but that’s the future of this business. Davis and Ledge arrive at the ring, and stepping through the ropes, the lock eyes with Blade and Kidd, and both teams for the moment keep their distance as the VIP theme fades. The violence will come soon enough. Leonard Nolan, the official current stationed in the ring gives some last minute instructions before nodding to Travis Rollins the official currently outside the ring who signals for the bell. ***** There is no hesitation. Like animals chomping at the bit they have been unleashed, and the two sides collide in the middle of the ring. Rights and lefts are traded at a frenzied pace as the crowd cheers them onwards. In the midst of the chaos, some punches begin to have their desired effect, and Adam Davis is taken off his feet with a brutal left hook, and Ledge is left reeling, only for Patrick Kidd to tackle him to the canvas with a cheer from the crowd. Kidd takes the mounted position and begins hammering home fist after fist aimed at Ledge’s head as Greyson pulls Davis off and sends him off to the opposite corner from Kidd and Ledge. Jimmy Yates: The ferocity is already apparent in this early going and LEGACY has made a wise decision in having two officials for this match to watch for falls in the midst of this chaos. Alan Ducard: That they did James, and now The Outlaw charges across the ring and he hits a vicious clothesline in the corner on Davis, and now Blade is going to work on the midsection with those rapid fire shoulder thrusts in the corner, like multiple mini-killshots. Jimmy Yates: Greyson is going to work on Davis, but Kidd is still on the offensive with Ledge as well. After those punches, Kidd brought Ledge back to his feet and after a flurry of chops, Kidd now has Ledge in the middle of the ring hooked, and the takes Ledge back up and over with a vertical suplex! Bryan Harris: It’s still early guys – let’s not think this success is going to last. Alan Ducard: The Iceman is staggering out of the corner after all of those shoulder shots and The Outlaw is waiting for him. Blade scoops Davis up over his shoulder and drops him down face first into the turnbuckles! Davis now staggers right back to the Outlaw who hooks him and takes him back up and over with the belly-to-back suplex! Jimmy Yates: The Outlaw has been relentless in the early going and Patrick Kidd certainly bringing his own intensity. He's not giving Ledge a moment to catch his bearings, let alone find an opening. Patrick now with a big chop on Ledge, and there's a second. Big bionic elbow to the forehead, and another, turning Ledge around, and Kidd steps in with a hangman's neckbreaker! Patrick pulls Ledge to his feet and sends him off on the Irish whip. On the rebound, Ledge ducks the elbow and swings around Kidd looking for the waistlock. Patrick fires off an elbow to free himself. Kidd then comes through looking for a clothesline but Ledge again ducks and as Kidd turns, he hits a swift kick down into the knee. Kidd instinctively reaches for the knee, leaving himself vulnerable, as Ledge hooks him with the targeted knee and flips him over with the fisherman's neckbreaker! Bryan Harris: Ledge found his opening, and he's heading towards The Outlaw and Adam Davis! Alan Ducard: The Outlaw with the HUGE uppercut on Davis takes him right off his feet and to the canvas, but Greyson doesn't see Ledge and Ledge leaps up with the dropkick and drives his feet right into the middle of Blade's back, knocking the big man forward and down to his knees. Ledge now kicks Blade in the back of the head and The Outlaw is down, just as Adam Davis is getting back to his feet. Bryan Harris Effective double teams are going to be key to this match up Ducard, and here's VIP's first chance of the night! Jimmy Yates: Davis quickly drops a knee on Blade's head, and Ledge and Davis begin pulling The Outlaw up, and Ledge pulls him into the waistlock ... SUPERKICK FROM DAVIS CATCHES HIM FLUSH JUST AS LEDGE TAKES HIM OVER WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX INTO A PIN! ONE TWO-No! Patrick Kidd is there to break up the pin with a kick to the side of Ledge's skull, but Adam Davis is immediately on the attack on Kidd. There's a side kick to the ribs, and a vicious back elbow knocking Kidd back and off his feet! Alan Ducard: Davis has Kidd by the legs, and it looks like he's hooking him and turning for the figure four leg lock, but Kidd kicks him away with the other leg, sparing himself for the moment. Jimmy Yates: The figure four was a no go, but Davis is back off the ropes, and there's a shining wizard! He blasts Kidd right in the face, and now Ledge is back up. Bryan Harris: We're going to get another double team Jimbo, and you are seeing why VIP may very well be the best tag team in LEGACY today - the TEAMWORK. First they divide, and then they conquer. Davis pulls Kidd to his feet, lifting him up into the fireman's carry position. However, instead of the Cold Shoulder coming, he flips Kidd off into a knee strike to the face (Go To Sleep) and Kidd flies back right to Ledge who hooks Kidd in the full nelson, and lifts him up and then drops him down with the inverted powerbomb! Alan Ducard: KISS OF DEATH FINISH! LEDGE ROLLS KIDD OVER AND DAVIS FLIPS THROUGH WITH THE JACKNKIFE PIN! ONE TWO THR-NO! The Outlaw breaks up the pin with AUTHORITY as he CHOKESLAMS LEDGE DOWN ON DAVIS! Jimmy Yates: Ledge tried to be on the lookout for Blade, but Blade just managed to catch him first, and that thunderous chokeslam has lefts us with The Outlaw standing over a mass of humanity. Bryan Harris: Blade is going to have to make this assault count as Kidd took some serious shots before The Outlaw came back into this match, so Blade is going to have to run with things here at least in the short term. The Outlaw pulls Ledge up from the pile and into a standing headscissors position. A moment later and Ledge is whipped into the air only to come crashing down into the canvas as The Outlaw powerbombs him dead center in the middle of the ring. Jimmy Yates: The Outlaw takes out Ledge with that ring-shaking powerbomb as this crowd roars with the impact! The Outlaw looks like he's going to pull Ledge back up, but Adam Davis moves in behind and Adam is going for the rear-naked choke! He's trying to lock it in on The Outlaw, but Blade is struggling! Alan Ducard: The Outlaw is using that massive strength advantage here to move both them and he slams Davis back into the corner, crushing him against the turnbuckles. The Outlaw slams back again and pops free of the corner. The Iceman staggers out and The Outlaw scoops him and there's the Shades of Grey spinebuster! Jimmy Yates: As you said Bryan, The Outlaw has to carry the load for a bit, and he seems to be doing a fine job. Bryan Harris: It can only last so long Jimbo, you'll see. VIP are in the peak physical condition - they can take some punishment. Post-spinebuster, The Outlaw turns his attention to Ledge, but Ledge reaches up and rakes the eyes and catches Blade with a hard punch to the jaw and a kick to the midsection. Ledge pulls Greyson into the standing headscissors, and he flips over, looking for the Fox Trot flipping piledriver. However, as he goes over Blade uses all the strength he has to stay on his own feet and not allow Ledge to take him over. Ledge is trapped over Blade's shoulder as The Outlaw shifts Ledge slightly and drops, driving Ledge head first into the canvas with a variation on the Air Raid Crash/Kryptonite Krunch! Alan Ducard: The Outlaw surprised Ledge with his strength, and now Ledge is on the canvas clutching his head, and Blade is turning back to Davis, but The Iceman catches him with a kick to the midsection and a palm thrust to the jaw. Blade staggers back, and Davis takes Blade off his feet with the leg sweep! Jimmy Yates: Patrick Kidd is stirring in the corner now as Davis goes for the crucifix armbar, but Blade hammers him and gets back to his feet. He reaches down for Davis, but Adam locks him in a triangle choke! The Iceman has the triangle choke on Blade! The Outlaw looks to be in a bad way as Davis begins to tightened down the hold, but fueled by rage and desperation, The Outlaw lifts his upperbody up, taking Davis off the canvas with him, and he heaves up and powerbombs Davis to the canvas as the crowd goes crazy, just as Kidd gets up to his feet! Jimmy Yates: An awesome powerbomb counter to the triangle choke, and now Kidd is up and Family Values is looking for a double team. Alan Ducard: The Outlaw is looking a bit tired as he nods to Kidd who lets him know he's back at full capacity. Kidd motioning now for Greyson to pull Davis up and he does pull The Iceman up over his shoulder, and he drops quickly, driving the shoulder up into spine, and now Kidd pulls Davis forward off the shoulders into a HANGMAN'S DDT! KIDD WITH THE COVER! ONE TWO T-LEDGE BREAKS IT UP! Ledge is there and he kicks Kidd in the spine to break up the pin, and now he catches Blade with a right hand, and another, and another! Bryan Harris: VIP has more fight in them than you thought guys. Look at Ledge taking it to The Outlaw here! Jimmy Yates: Ledge with the back elbow to Blade and he's off to the rope, but he turns around right into a big bionic elbow from Patrick Kidd! Ledge is clutching his forehead as Kidd pulls him up and throse him shoulder first through the buckles and into the ringpost! Alan Ducard: Patrick Kidd is familiar with Ledge's physical frailties as well gentlemen, and he has that arm/shoulder targeted as he pulls Ledge out of the corner and here is Blade now pulling Ledge up on his shoulders ... and he's telling Kidd to climb the buckles! The crowd rises up as a determined look crosses over Kidd's face and he begins the fateful climb. Jimmy Yates: Oh God, Kidd is headed up the buckles ... Bryan Harris: We all know what happened the last time that idiot tried to take to the air! The crowd gasps as Kidd almost loses his balance on the top, but he steadies himself and he leaps off ... catching Ledge about the head and successfully driving Ledge into the canvas to complete the Steinerizer (Top Rope-Aided Bulldog) as the crowd ERRUPTS into cheers! Jimmy Yates: HE HIT IT! KIDD HIT THE BULLDOG AND HE'S MAKING THE COVER! ONE TWO THR-NO! Adam Davis is there and he breaks up the pin! Bryan Harris: He hit the move but it still didn't win the match! Alan Ducard: The Outlaw goes for The Iceman, but Davis leaps up and there's the hurricanrana on The Outlaw and he rolls it over into a mounted punching position! Davis fires off a hard strike to the forehead before The Outlaw can even react! The Iceman now goes to work and he's hammering away on Blade! Lefts, rights are finding their mark, and now Davis is pulling The Outlaw up into the Russian leg sweep - and he hits it! Jimmy Yates: Patrick Kidd is coming to Blade's aid here, but Davis clotheslines him down. Davis turning back to Greyson - but Blade is ready for him! DAVIS GOES UP AND DOWN WITH THE OUTLAW DROP! Alan Ducard: Patrick Kidd provided just enough of a distraction to let The Outlaw recover. Jimmy Yates: He did and now we know what time it is as this capacity crowd is on its feet! The Outlaw is stalking Davis. The Outlaw zeroes in on his target as Davis begins to stagger to his feet, and just as it appears Davis is about to turn, The Outlaw explodes from his hunting position at Davis. However, as he charges, Nick Ledgerwood comes crashing in from the side and clips Blade's legs out from under him, tackling him down like a corner back dropping a bruising running back, and the crowd boos Ledge for preventing the Killshot! Jimmy Yates: Ledge makes the tackle on Blade, and he's up, but here's Kidd ... GALLOWS DROP! HUGE BACKBREAKER TO LEDGE! Kidd turns to Ledge, but DAVIS WITH THE KICK TO THE GUT, HOOKS THE ARMS AND ... THE CLARITY PILEDRIVER ON KIDD! THE COVER! ONE TWO TH-NO! The Outlaw had enough left in him to break up the pin as he crashes in on Davis. The Outlaw pulls Davis to his feet and takes him up and over, driving him into the canvas with the Angle Slam. However before he continue to take control, Ledge is there and he dropkicks Blade back towards the ropes. Ledge moves in quickly, lifting up the big man and dropping him throat first over the top rope! Ledge then just flat out punches Blade in the throat as his eyes go wide. Blade instantly clutches at his wounded throat and Ledge gets a big running start and clotheslines Blade over the top rope and out to the arena floor! Bryan Harris: Brilliant move and timing by Ledge, sending Greyson over the top rope and separating him from the rest of the action. Kidd is a sitting duck now! Kidd though is up and he hammers Ledge with an elbow and then scoops him up over his shoulder, driving it down on his knee with a shoulder breaker! Jimmy Yates: Sitting duck huh? Well that duck still has some fight it in it! Alan Ducard: Kidd pulls Ledge to his feet and sends him off on the Irish whip and a big spinebuster from Kidd! Shades of the great Arn Anderson there, and now Kidd pulls Ledge up to his feet ... HE'S GOING FOR IT ... HE HAS LEDGE HOOKED FOR THE CRIMSON TIDE ... NO! The Iceman comes from behind with a vicious chop block and Kidd is down! The crowd boos as Kidd rolls on the canvas instinctively trying to protect his knees, but VIP would have none of it as they quickly drag Patrick across the ring to the corner. Ledge heads to the outside, grabbing Kidd leg and he slams it viciously into the ring post! There's a collective groan from the crowd as the knee slams into the steel. However, it doesn't happen just once, as Ledge continues the assault using multiple slams into the steel. Finally, Ledge begins wrapping the leg and he puts Patrick in the ring post figure four leg lock! Bryan Harris: What a brilliant move! Patrick can't turn this over because of the post and that angle is destroying that knee. Look at Patrick's face - the agony he's in right now. Alan Ducard: It's about to get worse Bryan - Adam Davis who was stomping away at Kidd's head now is putting Patrick in a crucifix armbar! DEAR GOD GENTS, WHAT INCREDIBLE DOUBLE SUBMISSION HOLD! Patrick tries to grit his teeth and fight, but the intense pain causes him to cry out in agony as VIP tries to rip his body apart. There's nothing he can do - VIP isn't going to pin him here. They want to end him. Jimmy Yates: They aren't out to win this match, they are trying to end Patrick Kidd's career! Bryan Harris: He knew the risks Jimbo, and now he's experiencing the consequences of his decisions. Look at him, his body is betraying him once again here in front of millions on pay-per-view. Patrick screams again in agony as he tries to block out the pain, and the crowd begins chanting for all its worth for Kidd to hold on, to not give up hope, and just when fear finally begins to creep into Kidd's thoughts - feel for his body, his family ... he hears the roar of the crowd. Jimmy Yates: IT'S THE OUTLAW! BLADE RETURNS THE FAVOR WITH A KICK TO LEDGE'S THROAT! HE PULLS LEDGE OFF OF KIDD AND HE TOSSES LEDGE SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST, AND BLADE HAS HIM UP AGAIN AND LEDGE GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL! The crowd cheers as The Outlaw then hits the ring as Davis let go of Kidd and was getting ready for him, but Blade catches the Iceman's kick and he drives him down with a powerful clothesline. He then pulls Davis up by the arm and drives him right back down with the short-arm clothesline. Alan Ducard: The Outlaw is beating Davis down into the canvas here with those two clothesline, and now he pulls Davis up again and he drives Davis back down with a third short arm clothesline! The Outlaw is on the warpath! He pulls Davis up and drives him down with nearly three hundred pounds of force with a falling double axehandle blow. Davis looks to be in trouble here as Blade grabs him by the neck and is pulling him up to a standing headscissors! Davis slumps back down to the canvas and Blade pulls him u-NO! DAVIS WITH A LOW BLOW, AND BLADE CRASHES TO THE CANVAS! Bryan Harris: It's a deathmatch kiddies - nothing is off limits! Davis drags himself up and gets a running start, he kicks Blade in the side of the head. The Outlaw slumps forward on the canvas, and with that, a smile forms over Adam's face, and he exits the ring. Jimmy Yates: I don't like that smile one bit guys, and now Davis is outside the ring - and he has a chair. Bryan Harris: I was wondering when the "tools of the trade" would start to make an appearance. Alan Ducard: The Iceman is headed back into the ring past both Travis Rollins and Leonard Nolan who can do nothing to prevent this. Davis slides back into the ring towards The Outlaw who is just starting to push himself up from the canvas. Davis has him measured and the chair goes up but ... it's Davis that goes down! Jimmy Yates: NECKBREAKER! Kidd pulled himself up off the canvas and there's a jumping neckbreaker on Davis! Patrick Kidd comes through for his team, and now ... The Outlaw is up! The Outlaw is up and he grabs Adam Davis and channeling that great power he scoops Adam up and pushes him up into the gorilla press! With a heave he tosses Davis over the top rope to the entrance ramp! Alan Ducard: What an impressive display from The Outlaw and Davis is down on the outside and Blade is following to the rampway. Jimmy Yates: I don't know what Blade is thinking but it can't be good for The Iceman. The Outlaw is outside now and he pulls Davis up to his feet and into the fireman's carry position ... AND HE F5'S DAVIS OFF THE ENTRANCE RAMP TO THE FLOOR! WHAT AN IMPACT! The camera pans down to see where Davis is lying motionless on the floor by the ramp, but it immediately goes back into the ring where a recovered Ledge and Patrick Kidd are battling over a steel chair! Kidd almost has it, but Ledge goes to the knee and takes the steel away and ROCKS Kidd with a chair shot that puts crimson on the steel and leaves Patrick Kidd on the canvas! Alan Ducard: Ledge has Patrick Kidd busted open here and now he's going after that knee ... CHAIRSHOT TO THE KNEE! Bryan Harris: Blade is headed back to the ring here, but he's running to a man with a chair! The Outlaw comes flying through the ropes at Ledge, but Ledge side steps and delivers a boot to the gut, and follow it up with a homerun swing of a chairshot that dents the steel seat and has Blade's blood mixing with his partner's on the steel. Bryan Harris: Ledge has taken total control of this match using that chair and now with Blade down he's going back to Kidd, and he's going to destroy him. Ledge zeros in on Kidd and kicks him roughly so that Kidd rolls over right where he wants him and he drives the steel down into that knee once, twice, three times. He then stops in the midst of the rabid jeers and he holds up the chair before turning his attention back for another violent shot. Jimmy Yates: No! He has to stop this - he's trying to end Kidd's career. He's trying to break that knee, rip the ligaments and tendons to shreds. This is going too far - way too far! Alan Ducard: James might be a little squeamish at times but I'm with him on this one Bryan. This isn't just about winning for VIP right now, they are trying to end another fighter's career, and I find that to be despicable. Bryan Harris: They warned Patrick Kidd what would happen if he tried to continue his career here in LEGACY - they warned him, and now he's understanding that this business has changed, and how LEGACY is changing with VIP standing at the top of the food chain. Ledge hammers the leg once more before finally pulling Patrick Kidd up, and into the inverted fireman's carry, and he hits the inverted Go To Sleep. Alan Ducard: INSOMNIA! LEDGE CONNECTS AND NOW HE MAKES THE COVER! ONE TWO THREE! LEDGE PINNED PATRICK KIDD! Jimmy Yates: But now here begins the count ... can Patrick Kidd get back to his feet? ONE TWO THREE Jimmy Yates: He's starting to stir ... FOUR FIVE Bryan Harris: Kidd has pushed himself up to his knees and he's trying to get up but his legs aren't holding him ... VIP's strategy of keeping him grounded is working! SIX SEVEN Jimmy Yates: He's trying to push himself up but the leg is giving out, and Ledge is yelling at him to stay down! EIGHT! Jimmy Yates: Kidd is gearing up for one last try ... NINE! Alan Ducard: PATRICK KIDD PUSHES UP ... HE'S STANDING! TEN! Jimmy Yates: HE MADE IT AND LEDGE IS LIVID! Ledge immediately kicks Kidd's legs out from under him screaming at him as he angrily goes and grabs the chair he had earlier and he proceeds to set it up in the middle of the ring. Ledge them pulls Patrick Kidd up to his feet and hoists him into the fireman's carry position. He tries to head back to the chair, but Kidd reaches out and grabs the top rope. Kidd resists Ledge as best he can, the blood dripping down his face as he struggles to hold on to the ropes, and finally Ledge rips him away and turns back to the steel. It's then that Ledge's body feels as if he's been ripped in half. The Outlaw's shoulder drives with monumental force into Ledge's ribs compounded by the fact that he was already saddled with Patrick's weight. The Outlaw drives and lifts, slamming Ledge down into his own chair, as Blade and Kidd's bodies topple on to him. Jimmy Yates: OH MY GOD! KILLSHOT THROUGH THE CHAIR! UNBELIEVABLE! Alan Ducard: All four men are down and neither of the officials are counting this one out! This deathmatch will end with that pinfall and count - no draws or cop outs in this one. The LEGACY fans begin cheering, trying to will the fighters to get back to their feet and keep going. Jimmy Yates: Adam Davis is starting to get up on the outside guys, and Patrick Kidd is starting to crawl to the ropes to get himself up too. Bryan Harris: This match has taken so much out of these guys already - Blade is just now rolling over to Ledge and ... Alan Ducard: THE OUTLAW MAKES THE COVER! ONE TWO THREE! Jimmy Yates: The count begins! ONE TWO THREE FOUR Bryan Harris: Ledge is stirring - he has to know he's being counted on now! FIVE SIX Alan Ducard: Ledge is struggling to get up but he's making some progress. SEVEN Bryan Harris: This man has survived incredible matches before like Hardcore Houses of Pain - he will get up here! EIGHT Alan Ducard: Ledge is pushing himself up! NINE Bryan Harris: Ledge is back to his feet! TEN Jimmy Yates: The fans absolutely hate it, but Ledge did make the 10 count, and this one is going to continue! Adam Davis is up outside the ring, and after searching underneath the squared circle, he emerges and he pulls out a table and slides it inside the ring, crawling inside as all four men, battered and beaten, are on their feet ready to battle to continue. In what seems to be a repeat from the opening of the contest, all four men collide in fist flinging fury, but the battle has taken its toll as all four men are moving slower. Blade hammers Davis with a wicked uppercut to take him off his feet. Kidd blocks a punch from Ledge, hooks him and takes him over with the snap suplex. Greyson grabs Davis and sends him hard into the opposite corner as Kidd pulls Ledge up, but is immediately countered in a snap suplex from Ledge! Blade charges in at Davis but Adam moves and Blade crashes face first into the buckles just as Ledge and Patrick charge each other and drop with each man hitting a clothesline on the other! Alan Ducard: Ledge and Kidd are down as Davis rocks Blade with an elbow in the corner and he's pulling Blade into the fireman's carry and they are going up the buckles! Jimmy Yates: We've seen Davis do this before and it was key to successful defense of the ToV Championship! Bryan Harris: Because the move is absolutely devastating. Davis goes up the buckles and once he has his balance, he leaps off twisting Blade through the air and driving Greyson into the canvas ... Alan Ducard: TOP ROPE COLD SHOULDER! DAVIS HITS THE TOP ROPE COLD SHOULDER! Bryan Harris: GOOD NIGHT! Alan Ducard: DAVIS CRAWLING OVER MAKES THE COVER! ONE TWO THREE! Jimmy Yates: The crowd is jeering at this three count, and now that standing 10 count begins! ONE TWO THREE Jimmy Yates: He's not moving! Blade isn't moving! FOUR Bryan Harris: He has to be out cold Jimbo! FIVE! SIX! Jimmy Yates: He's starting to stir - come on Greyson! SEVEN! Alan Ducard: This crowd can't believe it - Blade is still down! EIGHT! Jimmy Yates: He's pushing up! NINE! Bryan Harris: He's not there yet! Jimmy Yates: YES HE IS! TEN! Jimmy Yates: BLADE ANSWERED THE COUNT AND HERE COMES DAVIS! Adam immediately strikes Blade with a hard kick to the chest, knocking him back to the ropes. He chops across Blade's throat and then uppercuts him. The Iceman then takes off and charges at Blade. The Outlaw goes low and .... Alan Ducard: Blade with the back body drop on Davis flips him over the top rope ... TO THE ENTRANCE RAMP! Jimmy Yates: Blade escapes and now he's coming to Ledge and Kidd, and there's a clothesline from behind on Ledge! Blade motions to Kidd to leave the ring and go after Davis to "switch up" opponents. Kidd nods in agreement and hurries out of the ring as Blade batters Ledge with a massive right hook. Greyson finds The Iceman's table and begins to set it up in the turnbuckles as Kidd meets Davis with a big elbow on the rampway. Alan Ducard: The Outlaw has bad intentions for Ledge with that table gents, and now he's pulling Ledge up to his feet, and there's the scoop and there's the gutwrench suplex. Blade with the short-arm but Ledge ducks and spins under, there's a kick and SNAP SUPLEX FROM LEDGE - HE'S FIRING UP THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS! Jimmy Yates: Kidd is on the outside with Davis still and there's the knee to the midsection, Kidd hooks him and ... CRIMSON TIDE DDT ON THE RAMPWAY! In the ring, Ledge continues the seven-suplex string - the seven deadly sins (snap, front, leg capture, etc.) as Kidd makes the cover on Davis! Alan Ducard: KIDD WITH THE COVER! ONE TWO THREE! Kidd has the pin on Davis and the count begins ... Jimmy Yates: JUST AS LEDGE PUTS BLADE THROUGH THE TABLE WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX! ONE - LEDGE IS MAKING THE COVER INSIDE THE RING! TWO THREE (ONE inside the ring) Alan Ducard: Davis is stirring on the rampway, but Kidd is headed back inside the ring. FOUR (TWO inside the ring) Bryan Harris: Ledge just hit seven suplexes on Blade, the last one through a table - after that top rope Cold Shoulder, Greyson may not answer a 10 count if he's pinned! FIVE (TH-inside the ring) Jimmy Yates: Kidd JUST broke up the pin inside the ring as Nolan signals "two" and Davis is stirring outside the ring! SIX Alan Ducard: Travis Rolling is continuing that count! Davis has rolled over on his knees, but is clutching his head. SEVEN Jimmy Yates: Kidd has Ledge by the head and there's a European uppercut and bionic elbow combo and he's taking Ledge back across the ring away from Blade! EIGHT! Bryan Harris: Davis is pushing up to his feet! NINE! Jimmy Yates: The Iceman is up! TEN! Alan Ducard: Davis makes the 10 count, but now Kidd tosses Ledge through the ring ropes into Davis, knocking both of them down! Kidd to the outside and he meets Ledge with a clothesline and now he's pulling both members of VIP up! HE HOOKS THEM BOTH LOOKING FOR A DOUBLE DDT! The crowd roars in approval and Kidd looks for the double DDT, but VIP blocks and Davis scoops Kidd to his shoulders. Ledge puts out his knee and ... Jimmy Yates: COLD SHOULDER INTO THE GUT BUSTER! HUGE DOUBLE TEAM! KIDD IS DOWN AND DAVIS WITH THE COVER! ONE TWO THRE-NO! THE OUTLAW BREAKS IT UP! Alan Ducard: The Outlaw simply will not give up. He won't give up on himself, and he's showing here tonight he will not give up on Patrick Kidd. Jimmy Yates: They have no choice Alan, this is bigger than even just a feud ending match - this match could define careers, even hold LEGACY's future in the balance. If VIP can annihilate these two legends, what could they do to anyone else they targets. Alan Ducard: After breaking up that pin, Blade floored Ledge with a shot to the face and now he's battling Davis up the rampway, hammering him with lefts and rights, driving him back towards the larger platform area. The Iceman and The Outlaw continue battling up the rampway with Kidd and Ledge following close behind. At the top of the elevated walkway, Greyson grabs Davis and tosses him across the stage and right into the side of the remaining limousine! Alan Ducard: What an impact! Blade just tossed Davis into that vehicle, and he bounces off and falls down to the floor. Jimmy Yates: The Outlaw isn't done though Alan, he has Davis up and ... HE SLAMS HIM FACE FIRST OFF THE SIDE MIRROR! Bryan Harris: That mirror bent and Davis is bleeding from the forehead! Behind that action, Ledge takes Kidd down and slams him face first into the ramp with a drop toe hold. Ledge then stalks Blade from behind and he charges in and slams Blade's face into the glass, and Blade slumps down, his blood smearing the glass. Alan Ducard: Blade hit incredibly hard and now he's lying against the car doors. Ledge is pulling him back up and here's a bloody and angry Davis and they pull him towards the back and them slam him face first into the glass again, cracking the glass. Ledge and Davis then pull Blade up and run him like a battering ram into the door and The Outlaw is DOWN! Jimmy Yates: This crowd is really worried now guys, listen to them immediately chanting for Greyson, trying willing him to get back to his feet and fight. Bryan Harris: He's not moving Jimbo, and now, Kidd has just got back to his feet, but there are TWO of them and only ONE of him. This is going to be great. Patrick stands once more in front of VIP. His body is failing him. His leg is numb now, and he has no idea how he's standing other than that little voice inside willing him to get back to his feet. Some of the blood from his open wounds drips down over his lips and he spits some of it away, and he looks at them defiantly, and motions for them to ... bring it. The crowd roars as Kidd charges a surprised VIP headlong and he tackles Ledge and elbows him in the face not once, but twice before trying to get up to attack Davis, but Davis is waiting for him with a knee to the face, and in that moment hope dies. Bryan Harris: So much for that idiocy. Jimmy Yates: Kidd is a fighter Bryan - he won't just give up, he will go down swinging. Bryan Harris: Yeah, but he still loses. VIP moves in on Kidd and they smash him face first on the glass like they did Blade, and that hit from Kidd cracks front glass. Kidd is down, and they just begin kicking away at him as he lies against the door. It's a complete and total mugging as the crowd boos louder and louder and finally a thunderous "YOU SUCK" chant breaks out in the area, and with that VIP look to one another and they open the car door ... and place Kidd leg inside. Davis looks down at Kidd, bloody and broken and as Kidd feebly reaches a hand up, Adam smirks. If he won’t stay down we’ll just make sure he can’t get back up. Somewhere deep inside there should be a little voice telling him to stop. Somewhere there some be some little voice telling him he’s going too far. Too bad there isn’t that voice, only the self-satisfaction of making a point the best way possible – by ending a career. Jimmy Yates: OH GOD NO! THEY CAN'T DO IT... Bryan Harris: YES THEY CAN ... DO IT GUYS! Ledge and Davis look to each other as Ledge puts his foot on Kidd to keep him still and Davis rears back and SLAMS the car door on Patrick's leg. He howls like a dog in anguish and his body spasms and recoils from the shock to his system. It's then that out of the corner of his blurry, bloody view that The Outlaw sees the door close on Patrick's leg, and shots of fear and anger shoots through him. Fear that Kidd's leg could once again be shattered, and anger at VIP for doing it, and mostly anger at himself for not preventing it. The rage calls to him to get up as Davis steps in and kicks Kidd's leg back into place ... and Greyson begins to push himself back to his feet. They don't see him. They don't hear him as they are transfixed on their victim, and its then he charges forward with all he has to make this one shot COUNT. The Outlaw rushes forward with all he has and he explodes lowering his shoulder and Jimmy Yates: KILLSHOT! THE OUTLAW KILLSHOTS DAVIS THROUGH THE LIMO DOOR AND TAKES IT RIGHT OFF ITS HINGES! The LEGACY crowd roars in approval as The Outlaw rolls off of Davis, and the remnants of the door, and in a blind rage turns back to Ledge. Jimmy Yates: Ledge just might be a dead man walking. Alan Ducard: Greyson is going after Ledge and Ledge fires off a right hand, and The Outlaw shakes it off! Ledge with another, but Blade blocks and he slams Ledge face first into the hood of the limo, and now he’s rolling him up on the hood! Bryan Harris: Stop him! Someone stop him – he’s gone crazy! Jimmy Yates: Weren’t you the one saying this was a deathmatch? The Outlaw climbs up on the hood behind Ledge and he pulls Ledge up and tosses him headlong on to the roof. Greyson follows as quickly as he can behind him, and he grabs Ledge by the neck, and slams him face down on the hood for good measure before pulling him up into a standing headscissors. Once there, The Outlaw makes a slashing motion across his throat … Jimmy Yates: THIS IS IT … BLADE REACHING DOWN AND … NO! Bryan Harris: YES! Alan Ducard: Ledge with a low blow on Greyson – and The Outlaw crumples in a heap on the hood of the limousine. Jimmy Yates: NO … It can’t end like this … Greyson GET UP! Bryan Harris: You and that crowd want it but it’s OVER. Ledge looks at Greyson on the canvas, bleeding, battered with nothing left. He looks into The Outlaw’s eyes, and he sees it. The Outlaw wanted this one. He wanted it more than anything, but not just for himself, but for his family. He wanted Kidd to make it through. He wanted that happy ending. Ledge smirked. Greyson should have been around long enough to know there are no happy endings. Not for Outlaws. Ledge would almost pity him if he wasn’t such a fool. Ledge pulls him to his feet and takes him into the inverted fireman’s carry … and he spins Blade up and takes him down driving Greyson into the roof with the Psycho Driver I. Alan Ducard: SWEET NOTHINGS INTO THE ROOF OF THE LIMO! The crowd jeers as Ledge stands with his arms raised in a victorious pose, and he steps on Blade’s chest to make the pin! Alan Ducard: LEDGE MAKES THE COVER! ONE TWO THRE-NO! IT’S PATRICK KIDD! PATRICK KIDD ON ONE LEG LIFTS LEDGE UP FROM BEHIND INTO THE INVERTED FIREMAN’S CARRY! Bryan Harris: NO! HE CAN’T! Jimmy Yates: YES HE CAN … DO IT KIDD … The crowd GOES INSANE as Kidd jumps with one leg and drops … aiming Ledge at the glass below! Jimmy Yates: YES! KIDD WITH THE BURNING HAMMER THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD! In the midst of the glass and destruction, Patrick Kidd finds the strength to roll his arm over on a motionless Ledge. Alan Ducard: THE COVER! HE HAS THE COVER AND TRAVIS ROLLINS IS HERE! ONE TWO THREE! Jimmy Yates: The 10 count! The crowd is counting along! ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX Bryan Harris: Ledge isn’t moving … sonuva … SEVEN Jimmy Yates: Kidd is rolling off the hood and down to his feet! EIGHT Bryan Harris: Davis is still down on the ramp! NINE Alan Ducard: Ledge isn’t getting up! TEN! With the 10 count, Rollins signals for the bell, and the crowd comes unglued as Rollins comes to Patrick Kidd who is down on one knee now and raises his hand in victory. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match the team of Patrick Kidd and The Outlaw Greyson Blade … FAMILY VALUUUUUUUES! “Friends and Family” begins to play over the PA system and Kidd finally pushes himself up to his feet his hand raised in victory. Alan Ducard: This was a hec of a match, and it looks like Bryan is speechless to see Kidd’s arm raised in victory. Jimmy Yates: They did it! Family Values did it … they beat VIP! Somehow, someway these two dug down deep when it mattered and they found a way to win. It’s at that point that The Outlaw and Adam Davis begin to stir, with The Outlaw beginning to slide himself off the roof and Davis looking to Ledge. Greyson slides off the roof and he sees Kidd and with a bloody smile he reaches out and offers Kidd his hand. Kidd takes his hand, and Greyson pulls him closer and he hugs his brother before raising hands in victory. Jimmy Yates: What a moment! When their defeat was imminent, Patrick Kidd showed he had a bigger heart and a greater will than any of us could have realized. This wasn’t about titles, it was about something more – this was about self-respect, and tonight Patrick Kidd and The Outlaw have every right to be proud of this victory in perhaps the biggest match in Family Values history.
As he wanders through the halls, Intern Avery George spots John Thomas standing up against the wall, staring off into space. Readying his microphone, Avery approaches. Intern Avery George: John, I know this might not be a good time, but I thought I might try to get a word... There's no response from John, no signs of head movement. It doesn't even appear that he knows Avery is there. Intern Avery: I just thought the LEGACY fans, most of whom seem pretty sympathetic to you right about now, might wonder where you might go from here. As if a light switch were flicked, John's head snaps up and he looks at Avery for a moment before responding. John Thomas: I'm sorry, I think I zoned out there for a moment. How's it going, Avery? Intern Avery: Good, I just thought... John Thomas: No worries, my man, and if you dont' mind, now's not such a great time for an interview. Intern Avery: I thought it might not be, but I had to check. Everyone understands that after the loss to Hazard and the even bigger loss of Anastasia... John raises a hand, cutting off Avery mid-sentence, though not speaking up right away. Suddenly the nearby door opens and the gorgeous blonde known as Helena Fitzgerald steps through, hooking her arm onto John's. John Thomas: Actually? I've found a way to get over it. But let's talk later, okay? With his free hand, John playfully pats Avery on the shoulder and walks off, leaving Avery stunned.
“Harvester of Sorrow” hits the speakers and out walks X-Calibur, alone, looking focused and determined as ever. Wearing black and white wrestling pants with the tribal “X“ design on one leg and the letters “e V w” on the other, he composedly walks down the elevated ramp with a look of stern warning tattooed to his face. Stopping just before the ropes, he places both hands on top of each other and grips the nylon tightly. Pulling back on it to stretch his shoulder and upper back muscles, X steps through the ropes and into the ring, looking up at the ominous steel behemoth hanging above them. Jimmy Yates: Listen to these fans! They are freakin’ PUMPED to see the former LEGACY World Champion and former Tao of Valor Champion team up tonight to take down the Agents of Destiny!! Bryan Harris: Yeah… that they are, and it’s going to be oh-so sweet to see the look of utter disappointment crawl across their ugly mugs when Mirage and Cronos thwart the cute little bromance that is Cade and X-Calibur. Alan Ducard: Can’t EITHER of you two be objective for ONCE in your professional careers? Bryan Harris: Why… why Alan! I’m… I’m shocked, and frankly offended, that you would allege such impartiality! I’m a professional in every sense of the word, Al… Jimmy, though? Well… Jimmy Yates: You’re ridiculous. “Resurrection” by Fear factory hits the speakers and for a moment there is only jeering, but as time goes on the lights dim and the LEGACY Jumbo Vision begins showing highlights of the chaos left in the Agents of Destiny’s wake over the course of the 10 months of their tag team title reign, beginning with their trademark tag team graphic as shown in various publications. Alan Ducard: Wait a tick, where is Cade?! Shouldn’t he be coming out with X? Or at the very least, right after? Bryan Harris: Good question, but, more importantly… here comes the champs!! X-Calibur paces back and forth in the ring as Mirage and Cronos Diamante slowly leak out from the stage entrance area. Mirage wears his tag team title over his shoulder proudly and Cronos wears his around his neck like a large gaudy necklace, both individuals walking down the elevated ramp as unified as ever. Jimmy Yates: I don’t like this Alan Ducard: That’s downright unsportsmanlike. Jimmy Yates: Unsportsmanlike?! This whole RIVALRY has been predicated on unsportsmanlike happenings. If you or anybody watching is concerned with the rules remaining in tact, then I’m not really sure why you’re even watching this match. Bryan Harris: It is what it is. The Agents of Destiny are now a few months shy of a year holding the LEGACY World Tag Team Championships. They can pretty much do what they want and nobody has the right to say anything about it. Jimmy Yates: You can’t see this but I’m face palming right now. Their last defense was in December. As everyone waits in anticipation for X and the Agents to come to blows, “It Dwells In Me” by All That Remains bursts onto the public announce system. The fans go ballistic as FINALLY Cade Sydal’s entrance video begins playing on the LEGACY Jumbo Vision. Alan Ducard: I’m a little curious as to why Cade and X, allegedly working on the same page now, didn’t come out together for this match. Jimmy Yates: Eggcellent observation, Alan. I’m also curious. As the lights dim and a blue hue glosses over the arena, the fans all stand and look towards the entrance ramp. Flashing from from iPhones and Blackberries as well as tiny flames from cigarette lighters illuminate dark corners of the arena like stars in the sky. Soon, a spotlight focuses on the stage entrance where Cade Sydal’s presence is expected. But after a few moments and the song gets further into the lyrics, Cade still does not appear. Jimmy Yates: What is going on here? Alan Ducard: I’m not sure. Bryan Harris: Looks like Cade got cold feet for this match! Hah! As the song continues, the spotlight spontaneously shoots up from stage entrance all the way up into the rafters. Landing on the steel structure that is hanging from dozens of titanium support cables, it all suddenly becomes clear. Through the mesh fencing, a figure can be made out, kneeling on the southwest corner of the steel cage. The camera zooms in on Cade Sydal, where on the Jumbo Vision it can be seen that he has one arm holding a support cable and the other resting across his knees. The fans become unglued once they realize it is their Mohawk Hero. Alan Ducard: BLOODY HELL!! Jimmy Yates: He looks like a gargoyle up there! Wow!! Bryan Harris: A gargoyle? With a Mohawk?! Don’t be ridiculous, Jimmy. Alan Ducard: Have to hand it to Cade for going with quite the unexpected entrance to this match. One has to wonder if this was Cade’s way of preventing any pre-match attacks from happening. If that’s the case, then I can’t say that I blame him. As the steel cage gets closer and closer to the ring, the light come back on fully. Mirage and Cronos continue to look up at Cade Sydal… and a smiling X-Calibur use this window of opportunity to strike. Before they even realize what’s coming, X FLOORS both champions with a vicious double clothesline. Bryan Harris: What the…. ?!?! Now wait just a second!!! Upon X’s attack, the music stops. Looking up to see where the cage is, X looks back down at the floored Agents. Guiding Cronos Diamante to his feet, X takes Cronos by the back of his head and tosses him over the top rope like it was a battle royal -- with the cage so close to the ring at this point that Cronos’ foot caught the bottom of the steel cage, making a loud panging sound as he awkwardly spilled down to the outside mat. Mirage rolls over and gets to his knees, but before he tries to get up… he realizes what just happened. Jimmy Yates: Holy crap! The cage is lowered! X just separated the tag team champions from one another!! BRILLIANT!! Alan Ducard: Blimey! It looks like Cade and X cooked up a little plan for the masters of deception… and so far, it looks like its working! As Cronos gets up, he goes to get back in the ring… but realizes there’s a two-ton piece of steel standing in his way. Audibly yelling “FUCK!” before the censors could do anything, Cronos shakes the cage with anger as X-Calibur walks right up to where Cronos is looking in. Then, as Cronos shakes the cage to no avail, X-Calibur delivers a double bird that sends the crowd into an absolute frenzy. Bryan Harris: Aw come on!!!! Where’s the damn respect?! With Cade kneeling atop the cage, looking out at Cronos Diamante, X-Calibur turns his attention back onto Mirage, who is only now realizing what has happened. Sighing, Mirage shakes his head. After mouthing a “Well done.” to X-Calibur, X nods graciously… before pummeling Mirage’s face with his fists. Jimmy Yates: Hahaha… this is CLASSIC!! Bryan Harris: Disqualify the challengers!! This isn’t RIGHT!! Cronos just kicks the apron and punches the steel cage, spitting and sputtering obscenities like there was no tomorrow. Looking up at Cade, Cronos is completely embarrassed that X got the drop on him… and with Cronos looking up at him, Cade hocks a giant one and SPITS, connecting with the right eye of Cronos Diamante. Jimmy Yates: Hahaha!! Wow!! Cronos just got SPIT on… and it’s a big one! Right in the eye!! Cronos immediately begins ascending the cage after Cade. Bryan Harris: What are you doing, Cronos? Just enter through the door!! You’re too old to be scaling steel cages!! Jimmy Yates: I hope he remembered to bring his AARP card with him. With Cronos still on the outside, the bell hasn’t even rung to get this match officially underway, but that’s not stopping X from kicking the unholy crap out of Mirage. After dropping Mirage with several rights and lefts, X brings Mirage to his feet and throws him in the direction of Cronos. As soon as Mirage’s back his the ropes and cage, Cronos’s grip with the fencing falters and he falls to the arena floor, landing on his feet, but stumbling awkwardly and landing right on his ass. Mirage on the rebound, and X-Calibur connects with a belly-to-belly suplex. Back on his feet, X-Calibur looks out at Cronos who is still trying to figure out a way to get to Cade, completely neglecting the steel cage door that is wide open for him to walk through. X however, doesn’t neglect this and steps right out of the cage. Jimmy Yates: Remember folks, this match hasn’t even officially begun yet. Cronos sees X coming and braces himself for some fist-a-cuffs. The two men lay into each other heavily, with X eventually gaining the upper hand on the former No Limits Champion. Grabbing Cronos by the back of his head, X smashes him head first into the steel fencing. Weakening Cronos enough so that he can walk over to the cage door without much resistance, X pushes Cronos up the steps and between the ropes, watching him spill into the ring while holding his head. Looking out at the crowd’s reaction for X and Cade’s surprise start to this match, X smirks as he climbs in after Cronos. The officials slam the door shut behind him and lock it. But with Cade still perched on top of the cage like a gargoyle, the bell still doesn’t sound. Bryan Harris: Get cade down from there!! Shake him off, oh great holder of the up and down button back there in production! Jimmy Yates: Hey… no need to demoralize that guy. Nicholas Creed’s job is important. Cade carefully turns around to face his opponents at a downward angle. X knows what’s coming, and watches Mirage and Cronos get to their feet. Cronos and Mirage look at each other for a moment before looking back at X. X simply points up, and Mirage and Cronos instinctively look towards the direction of Cade. In one breathtaking moment, Cade leaps forward in a barrel roll, going for a 450 degree splash, but with the added height factor here he manages to turn in one extra rotation, completing a 900 degree splash on TOP of Cronos and Mirage!! The audience reciprocates this death defying feat of outrageousness with a chant of, “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”, as all three men lay in a heap in the middle of the ring. And upon this sight, the bell FINALLY rings. Checking on his teammate, X helps Cade get to his feet, who appears fine albeit a little wobbly after hard landing across the Agents of Destiny. Cade makes a beeline for Cronos and makes a cover!! With Rollins in the ring after they shut the cage door, he administers the count as the crowd counts along loudly… ONE!! TWO!! THR- NO!! Cronos kicks out as the audience remains seated on the edge of their chairs. Cronos forcefully shoves Cade off of him, offended that Cade would think he had the match won seconds after it began. Mirage getting to his feet, followed by Cade and Cronos. Turning around to see X-Calibur standing there, Cronos LUNGES at X with a clothesline… but X ducks! Upon X ducking, Cronos nearly decapitates Mirage! Bryan Harris: Come. ON!!! Jimmy Yates: Things certainly haven’t started off well for the Agents of Destiny… Alan Ducard: X and Cade have done a fantastic job utilizing the element of surprise here… I don’t think ANYONE expected X and Cade to have any sort of plan going into this match, let alone a devious plot to separate the tag team champions from the get go. As Cronos surveys the damage that has been done to his teammate, Cronos turns around and eats a crescent kick from Cade. Reeling back, Cronos falls right into the clutches of X-Calibur, who sets him up for a dragon suplex. Holding him there, X nods at Cade. Almost as if on cue, Cade races back into the ropes, and using all the momentum from the recoil he possibly can, Cade flies forward with the flying heel kick that cracks Cronos right across the jaw. In one fluid motion, X lifts Cronos back into a dragon suplex, slamming Cronos right on the tip of his spine with a scintillating bridging dragon suplex! Jimmy Yates: Oh my GOD!! Cronos is DONE!!! Bryan Harris: That tag team combination move was NASTY….. Alan Ducard: He may have him here!! One!! Two!! MIRAGE stomps right down on X’s abdomen, destroying the bridge and interrupting the pin attempt. Before Cade realizes Mirage is back in the swing of things, Mirage has Cade by the eyes with a nasty eye rake. Almost ripping the retinas out of Cade’s face, Mirage blinds him temporarily, but long enough to be able to freely throw another boot into the face of X-Calibur, adjourning his attempt to stand back up after the bridging dragon suplex. Bryan Harris: Mirage certainly isn’t going to allow this match to come to an end so easily… he’s a legendary master of mind tricks, and he’s going to utilize them at any moment. Jimmy Yates: You’re ridiculous. Who the hell is this guy supposed to be, exactly? A jedi?! Please. Focusing back on Cade, Mirage grabs Cade by the back of his neck and shoulder blade. Aiming for the other side of the ring, Mirage runs towards the cage and throws Cade as hard as he can into the steel, causing Cade to somersault into the fencing and awkwardly spill between the ropes and the cage on his way to the edge of the canvas. Alan Ducard: Cade’s face hit that steel HARD… he could be out here. Cade is in an awkward position between the steel cage and the edge of the canvas and Mirage can sense it. With X getting to his feet, Mirage back into the ropes. Sprinting forward, Mirage leaps forward and jumps halfway across the ring with his feet outstretched, landing harshly against Cade’s skull with a beautiful hesitation dropkick that is normally seen performed against someone in a tree of woe position on a turnbuckle. Bryan Harris: NASTY hesitation dropkick!! Good God… did you SEE that cage wall sway backwards from the impact?! Cade clutches his face in agony as X-Calibur fully gets to his feet.
Before he races towards Mirage, a groggy Cronos manages to catch his
foot with the swipe of an arm. X is tripped up for a second, and Mirage
uses this opportunity to catch X with a right hand, reeling the former
World Champion back into the ropes. Pressing forward, Mirage leans in
on X-Calibur and whips across the ring. By the time X makes it to the
other side, Cronos is back to his feet. X on the rebound, and Mirage
lifts X into the air with a back body drop… and Cronos catches
X on the landing with a sit-down power bomb!! Jimmy Yates: That was AMAZING… With Cade still holding his face in agony on the mat, there is no one to make the save… One!! Two!! Alan Ducard: He has him!! Thr- X kicks out!! Clearly pleased with his tag team partner’s ability to catch X in the landing there, Mirage converses with Cronos for a moment in the middle of the ring -- almost as if they are planning their next move. Not giving Cade and X a moment of convalescence, Mirage points towards Cade and Cronos retrieves the man Mirage wants to hurt next. Peeling Cade from the cage and bottom rope, Cronos lifts Cade up into a fireman’s carry. Looking at Cade, Mirage smiles at Cade’s prone position and delivers a slap to square in the face. Alan Ducard: Now that was uncalled for. Jimmy Yates: Disrespectful to the end, this one. This seems to wake Cade up though, as once Cronos lifts Cade up for a slam, Cade twists his legs in mid-air to reach Mirage’s head. Grabbing Mirage in a head-scissors while still being held up by Cronos, Cade pushes off of Cronos’s body and swings down at an angle, flipping Mirage down to the mat with a lucha libre style head-scissors take down. Bryan Harris: Oh come on!! How did he get out of that?! Ref, check
to see if he greased himself up like GSP! Alan Ducard: Oof… that’ll take the wind out of anybody’s sails. Jimmy Yates: That’s putting it lightly, Alan. Having the wind knocked out of him, Cade loudly sucks in as much oxygen as he can. X gets to his feet and Cronos sets Cade up for a DDT. Rushing to make the save with a clothesline, Cronos ducks, and Mirage catches X with a boot to the gut, doubling him over for a piledriver. Cronos snaps down to the canvas with a nasty DDT, and Mirage lifts X-Calibur up for an old school piledriver; holding him there to let the blood flow travel to his head; and drives him down with authority. Alan Ducard: A piledriver and a DDT brought to you in stereo! Bryan Harris: The Agents may have this thing in the bag!! Jimmy Yates: That was a WICKED piledriver.. One!! Two!! Cade kicks out!! Mirage hooks the leg of X-Calibur now… One!! Two!! X kicks out!! Mirage and Cronos get to their feet, seemingly frustrated that they can’t put away the dangerous duo. Motioning to the door, their best option for victory becomes much clearer at this point. Jimmy Yates: I was wondering when someone would remember that you can win by escape in this match, too. Alan Ducard: Looks like Mirage and Cronos are going to attempt to exit
through the door. Sounds simple, sure, but these cage matches are hardly
EVER ended that way. Jimmy Yates: Looks like X could be returning the favor with a piledriver of his own here.. Bryan Harris: Copycat. Cade nips up much to the delight of the crowd and sees that the officials have finally opened the door for Cronos. Seizing the moment, Cade leap frogs X and Mirage, and like Super Mario about to double jump across a platform, Cade leaps again as soon as his feet touch the ground. This time attempting to leapfrog over an unsuspecting Cronos, Cade almost completely clears Cronos and is out the door. But Cronos catches a leg and holds on for dear life as Cade scratches and claws his way out the door, hoping to escape Cronos’ clutches and win the match for his team. Bryan Harris: Hold on, Cronos!! Alan Ducard: Cade is about to win this!! Cronos pulls on Cade’s leg, bringing him back into the ring, and once Cade’s hands are back inside of the cage, the officials immediately close the door up and lock it. Cronos pulls Cade up while holding onto his foot. Hopping for a moment, Cade swings forward with a righ fist but Cronos bobs his head back, smirking and laughing at Cade’s failure to connect. Realizing he’s not going to reach Cronos’ face with his fist, he swings a leg up with great athleticism and connects square in the temple with a textbook enziguri. Cronos reels back, where X catches him in a half-nelson. At the same time, Mirage sneaks up behind X-Calibur and hooks him by the waist for a German suplex. Letting X-Calibur do all the work, Mirage guides X-Calibur back with a German suplex at the same time Cronos is being thrown with a half-nelson suplex. The double impact of two spectacular suplexes combining into one sends the crowd into an absolute frenzy. Jimmy Yates: FANTASTIC!! Alan Ducard: TREMENDOUS double suplex there! But, I think Mirage might have hurt his own tag team partner in the process! Not that he really cares… Bryan Harris: I don’t like what you’re implying there, Al. X-Calibur is down on the mat, rolling around holding his neck, and Cronos is doing the very same. As soon as Mirage is halfway up to his feet, Cade Sydal jumps to the middle turnbuckle, springboards off in a 180 degree motion, and CONNECTS with a knee right into the maw of chaos, Mirage’s jaw. Hooking his leg with a smooth transition into a pin attempt, Rollins is right there to make the count.. One!! Two!! THR- Mirage kicks out!! Alan Ducard: Bloody marvelous springboard twisting shining wizard there from Cade! That bloke can really pull a move out from his arse at any given moment! A little disillusioned that he couldn’t get the pin right there, Cade shakes his head. Suddenly, he realizes that the coast is clear, and that attempting to climb the cage and escape isn’t such a bad idea. Rushing over to the ropes, he sprinboards up onto the top rope, but as soon as he does this Cronos is up off of the mat, frantically trying to stop Cade. Cade grabs the top of the cage, but moments before he can pull himself up on top of it, Cronos latches onto a heel and pulls down hard, causing Cade to land somewhat nimbly on the top rope. Before Cronos can follow anything up, he eats a knee right in the face. Reeling back to the center of the ring, Cade springboards off the top rope with a seated senton… but rather than fall through with it, Cronos uses all of the power in his body to hold onto Cade in a power bomb position. Jimmy Yates: Cronos certainly utilizing his strength in this match!! Running forward, Cronos SMASHES Cade’s back into the steel cage, shaking the entire structure from the impact. Holding onto the running power bomb position, Cronos backs up to the center of the ring again. This time, Cronos snaps backwards and THROWS Cade behind him with an alley oop, sending Cade face first into the steel fencing. The crowd “OOOOOOH”s at the force Cade’s face meets the steel, and Cronos immediately looks toward the cage door, motioning for them to open it. Just as the officials on the outside begin unlocking the chain binding the door shut, X-Calibur is up on his feet. Realizing that Cronos is heading for a victory, X pulls Cronos back with his hair. Struggling with Cronos, X hooks him up for a side-Russian leg sweep, but as soon as he does, Mirage is RIGHT THERE, setting X-Calibur up for a reverse DDT. Just before X snaps back setting the double maneuver in motion, Cade is back to his feet and running towards the cage wall they are facing. Jumping up onto the middle ropes, Cade twists in mid-air and hooks behind Mirage‘s head with a springboard flying neck breaker/blockbuster, turning it into a TRIPLE maneuver. As Cronos takes the side-Russian, X takes the reverse DDT, and Mirage takes the flying neck breaker, Cade is the last man standing once again as the crowd chants, “THIS-IS-AWE-SOME!” Jimmy Yates: WOW!!! Bryan Harris: What a damn good SEQUENCE!!!! Alan Ducard: This arena is BUZZING!!! ONE!! TWO!! THR- CRONOS MAKES THE SAVE!! Popping up from the mat, (having taken the least amount of damage from that triple impact maneuver), Cronos axe handles Cade’s back and breaks up the pin attempt. Taking a moment to regain his composure, Cronos shakes the cobwebs and brings Cade to his feet. Nailing Cade across the face with a right hand, Cade buckles into the ropes, bouncing at a downward angle against the bottom rope, and once he pops back up from it he nails Cronos with a right hand of his own. Cronos isn’t phased much by this though, and boots Cade in the mid-section. Looking out at the crowd, Cronos calls for something. Bryan Harris: I have to believe that Cronos is going for either the Ne-Han or Lucifer’s Honor here. Jimmy Yates: If he hits either here, it’s all over for Cade-Calibur. Alan Ducard: For once, I think all three of us are in agreement. Record the date, time, and whereabouts, folks! Lifting Cade up into a torture rack position, Cronos spins around quickly in a reverse fireman‘s carry airplane spin, disorienting Cade Sydal so that he does not have the wherewithal to counter what’s coming. Then, halting abruptly and disrupting Cade’s equilibrium, Cronos Diamante JUMPS as high as he can and comes CRASHING DOWN with an unbelievably harsh burning hammer. Bryan Harris: GOD ALMIGHTY!! LUCIFER’S HONOR!!! CADE’S DONE!!!! THIS MATCH IS OVER!!! “THAT-WAS-SICK!” the masochistic crowd chants, followed by “ONE-MORE-TIME!” from the smarky portions of the crowd. Smirking, Cronos hooks a leg for the deep cover… the crowd counts along… ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! NO!!! Bryan Harris: DAMN that X!!! DAMN HIM!!! Jimmy Yates: A LEAPING X makes the save, and I have reason to believe that this match would’ve been emphatically over right there! Incensed that X-Calibur made the save, Cronos POUNDS the mat and rises to his feet quicker than even X could. Booting X-Calibur in the mid-section, Cronos begins setting X-Calibur up for a follow up burning hammer. However, once he hoists X up and over his back, X slides down the other side. Upon turning around, X hooks Cronos’ head up for an X-Terminator… but Cronos counters it by shoving X off of him into the ropes. X on the rebound, and he connects with a lunging clothesline that nearly folds Cronos inside out. X back on his feet, he turns around and is met with a boot to the gut by Mirage, going for the lift-up neck breaker finishing maneuver he’s known for, Mirage slowly turns X around as if he was going for a reverse suplex. X-Calibur follows through though and ends up in a face-to-face position with Mirage. Hooking his head up for the X-Terminator, X-Calibur DROPS him in the center of the ring! Jimmy Yates: X-TERMINATOR!!! Bryan Harris: NOOO!!!!!! Alan Ducard: BLOODY HELL!!! HE’S MAKING THE COVER!!! As the crowd counts along… ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! NO!!! Jimmy Yates: CRONOS WITH THE SAVE!! Cronos doesn’t waste any time, as he brings X-Calibur to his feet… only to slam him down with a scoop slam. Behind him though, is a newly standing Cade Sydal with a waist lock! Bryan Harris: How is that idiot even STANDING?! Jimmy Yates: Good question… but I wouldn’t call him an idiot. Cronos easily counters with a front chancery, but Cade digs deep with his legs and plows the much bigger Cronos into the turnbuckle. Not sure what to do, Cronos simply clubs at Cade’s back with heavy forearms, which do enough damage to Cade that he drops to one knee. Cronos then lifts Cade up for a power bomb at the same time X gets to his feet. Mirage getting to his, X takes a page from Cade’s playbook and actually delivers a thrust kick to Mirage’s chest that sends him back down to the mat. Dragging him to the center of the ring, X watches Cronos display his power by continuing to hold Cade up in the air. Alan Ducard: Cronos showing amazing strength here… Jimmy Yates: I wouldn’t exactly call it “amazing” strength… Cade weighs about as much as a purse. Bryan Harris: And if anyone would know how much a purse weighs, it’d be you, Jimmy. Jimmy Yates: Again with the gay.. Climbing to the top rope, X-Calibur signals out to the crowd. Just before Cronos tries to slam Cade forward with a power bomb, X-Calibur LEAP FROGS Cade and pushes down across Cade’s back, causing Cronos’ knees to buckle and Cade land on top of him. At the SAME instance, X-Calibur flies through the air and connects right in the middle of Mirage’s chest with his patented Hang Time Elbow! Cade with Cronos’s legs hooked for a pinning combination, Rollins is right there… ONE!!! TWO!!! THR- CRONOS KICKS OUT!!! Looking down at Mirage’s prone position, X looks up at the audience and signifies the end. Hooking Mirage’s legs up with a grapevine, X turns Mirage over into a sharpshooter! Cade, meanwhile, begins ascending the cage. Cronos is up on his feet, and the first thing he sees is Mirage trapped in a sharpshooter. Looking up at Cade climbing the cage, he looks back down at Mirage, trying to weigh his options. Deciding that going after Cade is the better move, Cronos ignores Mirage’s perilous predicament and begins ascending the cage after Cade, grabbing a leg and stopping him from pulling himself over the cage. Jimmy Yates: Mirage looks like he’s gonna tap!! Bryan Harris: What are you DOING, Crow?! Your tag team partner is gonna tap!!! With Cade and now Cronos perilously scaling the top of the cage, X-Calibur continues to cinch the sharpshooter in tighter on Mirage, who looks like he’s going to tap at any second. Realizing that they were on the precipice of losing the tag team titles, Cronos looks down at Mirage, back up at Cade, and throws a desperation punch that wobbles Cade back into a prone position on the perimeter of the cage. Carefully kneeling down on the cage, Cronos awkwardly begins descending down the cage, one foot-hole at a time. Bryan Harris: CRONOS IS GONNA DO IT!! Jimmy Yates: MIRAGE IS GONNA TAP!! Alan Ducard: THE RACE IS ONE!! Realizing they are now in peril, Cade carefully makes his way back over to Cronos. But he quickly realizes there is no way he’s going to pull the near three-hundred pound man back UP the cage. With X watching the action on top of the cage, all he can do is hope Mirage submits before Cronos’ feet touch the outside. Cronos is halfway down the cage now, and all he has to do is push off the cage and jump to win the match. But Cade refuses to let this happen. Without thinking, Cade WILLINGLY jumps off the top of the cage with a daredevil‘s grace, aiming for the announce table to break his fall. His body does indeed crash down on top of the announce table… but unfortunately the table doesn’t break, and Cade bounces off the table with sickening impact, right onto the outside mat. Moments later, Cronos touches down on the mat… but it is too late for he and his team as the bell had already rung upon Cade‘s body hitting the mat. Jimmy Yates: HOLY SHIT!!!!!!! Bryan Harris: HE’S DEAD!!! HE’S DEAD!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, CADE SYDAL JUST KILLED HIMSELF!! THE TABLE DIDN’T BREAK!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE THE TABLE DIDN’T BREAK!! Realizing the match is over, X-Calibur releases the sharpshooter he had applied on Mirage, frustrated that he couldn’t get him to submit in time to win the match for his team. Standing up, X-Calibur audibly shouts, “What the hell?!”. Sometime through the deafening pop of the crowd watching Cade sacrifice himself, the bell sounded. The force of Cade’s unexpected landing sent Alan Ducard off his swivel chair and down to the outside mat as well, his head set all disheveled. Harris and Yates stand up from their seats, looking down at Cade who is curled up into a fetal position, holding the back of his neck and lower back. Jimmy Yates: Jesus God Almighty!!! Somebody get some help out here!! With Cronos obviously disappointed that he couldn’t reach the outside mat faster, Cronos shakes his head and begins heading down the elevated ramp way, looking stunned at Cade’s sacrifice to win. Complete with a crash cart, a medical team races down beside the elevated ramp way, bypassing Cronos who is walking to the back. X-Calibur, meanwhile, exits the cage through the door that was unlocked immediately after Cade’s sacrificial dive, and walks over to the time keeper’s table and grabs a hold of the tag team championships they just won amidst all of the chaos. Slinging both titles over his shoulder, X-Calibur kneels down next to Cade to see if the man’s alright. Once the medical team arrives, Cade DEFIANTLY shakes his head to signal that he’s okay. At this point, realizing he just lost the match and his tag team championship, Mirage is back on his feet and staring with much surprise out at Cade Sydal. Shaking his head, he exits the cage door and immediately begins heading up the ramp way, limping from the long retaining sharpshooter X-Calibur had him trapped in… and with a sick smile across his face, he’s delighted at the chaos that is left in his wake. A concerned Josephina Colbert makes the official announcement without as much excitement as one would expect in a title change situation. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this match, and NEW LEGACY World Tag Team Champions….. Cade Sydal and X-Calibur….. Jimmy Yates: That son of a bitch… how can he be happy that Cade could be seriously injured here?! Bryan Harris: I can’t believe the table didn’t break. Alan Ducard: (Fumbling with his head-set and sitting back down) Yes we know, Bryan. Sitting Cade up into a seated position, X puts his arm around Cade, shaking his head. Not happy that Cade put his career on the line in the death defying move, X gingerly stands Cade up to a loud response from the audience, everyone applauding the guts on the Mohawk Warrior. Nodding at everyone’s display of respect, X-Calibur nods in return… Jimmy Yates: This is the moment X and Cade have been waiting for, ladies
and gents. Defeating THE Agents of Destiny and becoming LEGACY World
Tag Team Champions. It’s just such a shame that Cade took a dangerous
dive like that… his career could be OVER here. Alan Ducard: Looks like you spoke too soon, James. The crowd claps this courageous display of heroism and X applauds with them. As Cade stumbles for a moment, X drops the tag team titles and instinctively helps his partner stand up straight. Once Cade is upright on his own, X embraces Cade and whispers something into his ear. Releasing the brotherly embrace he had on Cade, X raises Cade’s arm in the air and points, showing the utmost respect for the man that won the titles for them. Letting Cade lean back against the steel cage, X-Calibur grabs one of the championship belts and hands it to Cade, who is barely cognizant as to what is happening. As soon as Cade looks down at the title, X-Calibur grabs a steel chair that was leaning in the time keeper’s area. Before anyone could realize what was happening, Cade looks up, and eats an absolutely SICK chair shot to the face - an almost conchairto-like effect with his head resting against the steel fencing. The audience GASPS with absolute SHOCK as Cade slinks awkwardly down to his knees, his head still resting against the steel cage. Alan Ducard: WHAT?!?!?! Jimmy Yates: NO….. NO!!!!!!!! WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! X-Calibur swings AGAIN and CONNECTS just as hard as he did with the first shot, but with nowhere to fall, Cade remains in the same position… and eats a THIRD shot. X stops himself and waits for Cade’s unconscious body to fall forward, but when he doesn’t, X shrugs and swings AGAIN, NAILING Cade’s head against the steel cage with the chair. X-Calibur goes to swing again… but Cade’s body finally falls forward… lifeless. The shock amongst the audience members is ever-so apparent as X-Calibur stands there, holding the steel chair with an indentation in the seat from Cade Sydal’s head. Blood begins oozing out from Cade’s face, and upon seeing this, X-Calibur kneels down, and rips up on Cade’s mohawk. The once joyful elation that he and Cade had defeated the Agents of Destiny is replaced with an icy cold glare. X-Calibur shouts, “I TOLD YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!! I TOLD YOU!!!” . Just like that, X-Calibur releases the back of Cade’s head and stands up tall with BOTH championships in one arm, and the steel chair being held with his other hand. Leaving the scene of the crime he just committed, X-Calibur tosses the belts up onto the elevated ramp way and climbs up after them. Raising his arm in the air with the bloodied steel chair, the crowd unleashes a chorus of boos as X leaves his beaten and battered partner in the dust without consciousness. Looking out at the audience’s growing vehemence towards him, X-Calibur nods. Pausing for a second, X acts like he’s going to head to the back… but he turns around and once again heads towards Cade, with the chair still firmly in his grasp. The audience panics for the Mohawk Warrior, but there isn’t anything they can do about it. Jimmy Yates: Oh my God…. No, X… just… no… don’t do it… stop this…. STOP. THIS. Hopping back down to the outside, X makes a bee-line for Cade Sydal who remains motionless on the outside mat. Kicks of disturbed intensity rain down on Cade’s body like boulder-sized hail. The audience’s intensity of booing upgrades to the fullest degree as X-Calibur stomps and kicks and destroys Cade’s frame with relentless concentration. Finally, X stops… but then he pulls Cade up by his Mohawk and rolls him onto the announce table, blood POURING out of his face. Alan Ducard: Oh God… I can’t… I can’t look at this… Jimmy Yates: Why……………… With Cade’s arm rigid and sticking out from the edge of the announce table, X looks down at Cade’s crimson face… and begins raining the chair shots down with as much conviction as he had before. Each time he connects with Cade’s face, the crowd GASPS. Three turns to five, five turns to ten… chair shots turn to stabbing downward thrusts to the mid-section with the point of the chair… stabbing downward thrusts turn once again to full on chair shots to the body and head, and only after about twenty or so shots does X-Calibur stop. He throws the chair down, and surveys the damage. Cade’s entire face is caked in deep crimson, some of it oozing down the announce table and onto the monitor. Looking up at the audience, the amount of boos he’s receiving is unprecedented, as the Mohawk Warrior lies lifeless… lies bloodied on the announce table like a cadaver on the slab. Before walking away from the scene once again, X grabs a microphone and wipes the long hair out of his face, inadvertently smearing a little bit of Cade’s blood on his own face. Hopping up onto the elevated ramp, X-Calibur picks up both tag team championships and slings them over one shoulder. All of a sudden, X breaks out into a FIT of euphoric laughter as he makes his way down the ramp way. With his back to everyone, he speaks into the microphone.. X-Calibur: The WINNER of this MATCH… and…. NEW….. LEGACY…. WORLD…. TAG TEAM…. CHAMPION….. He turns around and looks over at Cade still lying motionless and bleeding on the announce table. X-Calibur: MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! Moments later, “Harvester of Sorrow” comes over the speakers and X disappears into the stage area… the chaos left in his wake. Bryan Harris: I….. I…. Jimmy Yates: I’m at a loss for words too, Bryan. Alan Ducard: I just… I don’t know what just happened. This is surreal. Bryan Harris: I…. I…. I can’t believe the table didn’t break.
Moreno kneels before an altar in the middle of a huge Victorian chapel, his righteous gaze sweeping over the stained glass windows. He bows his head, whispering a silent prayer to the heavens, before bending his head down to bestow a kiss upon the crucifix around his neck. A rush of static, and the scene changes. Entragian is seen walking forward, his movements in slow motion, his scarred and pallid torso bare except for the World Heavyweight Championship. Fire is at Issac’s back, the flames reaching high, painting his demonic features in hellish light. Eyes like smoking embers, his forked tongue slips out to lick past his sharpened teeth, lingering on his bottom lip in a hideous smirk. Metallica’s “The Day That Never Comes” kicks into gear, deep melodies overtaking the video package. “Born to push you around.” Entragian pounds fists into J-Mo’s face, and then we see a shot of Issac hitting his bicycle kick on J-Mo as he leaps off the top rope. Entragian leans over Moreno’s fallen carcass, whispering “This is only the beginning” in his ear. “Better just stay down.” Moreno lies on the canvas, breathing harshly, his body racked with pain and exhaustion thanks to one of the great white demon’s many assaults. “You pull away.” Glimpses of the past. Entragian recruiting J-Mo onto Team Kindred for the Co Op Challenge, J-Mo reluctantly accepting Issac’s offer. J-Mo during his darkest days, his wife on the downward slope of addiction, his mind conflicted. Entragian purrs to him in these moments, like the devil on his shoulder. “He hits the flesh.” Moreno’s redemption, his life resurfacing. Allison overcomes her demons through rehabilitation, and Moreno rejects Issac’s offer of allegiance, symbolically stamping the serpent beneath his boot heels. Issac burns with scorn, the betrayal shaking the very foundations of his being. “You hit the ground.” Moreno hitting a brutal tornado DDT on Issac, blasting his skull into the canvas. Issac hitting a massive burning hammer on J-Mo, contorting his body like a puppet. “Mouth so full of lies.” Scenes of Entragian’s treachery over the years, his manipulation, his dark influence ruining lives. Greg Allocca staring up into the albino’s face, The Angel of Violence seeing him almost as a God. Derek Shane transforming at the behest of Entragian, becoming something purely evil, which ultimately brought about his end. “Tend to black your eyes.” Moreno DRILLS Entragian in the face with punch after punch, knuckles slamming against the face of one of J-Mo’s greatest adversaries. Freeze frame, and Entragian BLASTS an uppercut into the shelf of Moreno’s jaw, sending him down to the canvas. “Just keep them closed.” J-Mo falls to his knees in the middle of his locker room, the entire room having been desecrated with Allison’s pornography. Tears fill up in Moreno’s eyes, and he fights to hold them back, his anger boiling up inside of him. “Keep praying.” Justin whispers silent prayers, his eyes closed, his head tilted towards the skies. “Just keep waiting.” Issac sits with his back against a wall, his gaze misty with lunacy and malignance, and in his head one phrase keeps circling, pecking at his mind like a vulture. “I’ll never join you, Issac. NEVER.” “Waiting for the one!” The Ivory Terror stares into the faceplate of his World Heavyweight Championship, his black heart pumping with hubris. Just like Lucifer before him, Issac’s greatest sin is PRIDE. “The day that never comes!” Justin training, kicking the bag, looking to the wall where he sees a photograph of his wife and his daughter, and just the sight of them replenish his energy. His kicks become more intense, more focused. “When you stand up and feel the warmth.” J-Mo stands beneath the illumination of the daylight, his eyes shining with sun, his mind clear. “But the sunshine never comes.” Issac stands in darkness, always in shadows. He sees those that stand in the light, he hates them. He hates everything they stand for. “Push you cross that line.” J-Mo forcefully pushes Issac square in the chest, knocking the big man back. Entragian chuckles, liking the ferocity. “Just stay down this time.” Flash to Darkest Days, Issac GRINDS at Moreno’s ankle, looking to snap it in half. Allison watches from the front row, tears in her eyes. J-Mo struggles to fight the pain, but in the end it consumes him. “Hide in yourself.” Moreno curled up into a ball of excruciation after his defeat at Darkest Days. Entragian plants a boot on his carcass, relishing in his victory. “Crawl in yourself.” Moreno stomps at Garvin during the tag match, kicking him towards Issac, DARING him to tag Entragian in. Entragian watches this, not liking what he sees. Could there be a hint of apprehension in the monster’s gaze? “You’ll have your time.” Rewind to the Co Op Challenge, Team Kindred forging a path of dominance. Entragian annihilates Moxley with THE DISEMBOWELER, and there he stands alone, heir to a World Title opportunity. Justin watches from the back, upset and frustrated to have had a hand in helping the beast draw closer to his goals. “God, I’ll make them pay.” A slow motion shot of J-Mo soaring into full rotation with EXTREME MEASURES, hitting his 450 splash perfectly on the three hundred pound body of Issac Entragian. J-Mo then stands victorious, and as Issac tries to rise, Moreno PISTONS a kick into the side of his face, busting his lip and blacking the monster’s eye. “Take it back one day.” Entragian stumbles towards the back, his belt still in his possession as he leans against Garvin for stability, yet his gaze lingers on the ring, on the object of his disdain, JUSTIN MORENO. “I’ll end this day.” Blood pours from the face of Moreno after Issac has literally stomped him bloody at Darkest Days, flash to Strife 60, the kick to the side of his face inflicting visceral damage to Entragian’s features, plasma pouring from his lips. “I’ll splatter color on this gray!” LEGACY’s Pale Prince of Pain stands in the ring, his World Title held high, murderous power coursing through his body. The feed changes, and Justin Moreno stands atop the turnbuckles, gazing out at his adoring fans, his head held high as he crosses himself. THE AGE OLD BATTLE OF GOOD VS EVIL. A RIGHTEOUS MAN. A HEARTLESS MONSTER. LEGACY XV: THE STAGE IS SET. ENTRAGIAN VS MORENO FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
The lights turn out as green strobe and laser lights flash at the entrance way with fog covering the stage. The green Monster energy drink "M" flashes on the LEGACY-Vision big screen as we then hear the familiar opening of "The Key to Gramercy Park".
"I've got the key, key to Gramercy Park!"
The crowd immediately explodes with anticipation, knowing that Justin Moreno is fixing to make his way to the ring and sure enough, as he emerges from the smoke, a white spot-light shines on him and his wife, Allison. J-Mo is wearing a sleeveless black LEGACY Merchandise "Moreno" T-Shirt with the Monster Energy Drink logo and lettering on the front and on the back, it says "WARNING!: M-80 is considered hazardous to opponent's health!". J-Mo has long black wrestling trunks with "Moreno" written in the Monster Energy font on the sides of the trunks and black wrestling boots with matching kick pads with the green "M" on the shins and lime-green tassels like the Ultimate Warrior used to have. He also has the Hayabusa-style wrist-sleeves with the green "M" on them and he has his face painted like The Great Muta with his face painted black with the green Monster "M" logo painted on the sides of his face and a silver cross necklace. Allison is alongside of him, wearing a ladies version of Justin's LEGACY Merchandise T-Shirt with a pair of low-rise Lucky-Brand jeans and black Converse Chuck Taylor shoes. The fans start chanting "J-MO! J-MO! J-MO!", and Moreno looks up to the heavens and makes a sign of the cross, putting his right hand up and down then left and right before pointing to all the fans with a smile on his face. He and Allison then walk hand in hand down the rampway
Josephina Colbert: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is our main event of the evening. it is for the LEGACY World Championship. Introducing first... the challenger... from Huntington Beach, California... accompanied to the ring by Allison Moreno... he stands at 6'1" and weighs in tonight at 202 pounds... he is "The Surf City Show-Stealer"... JUSTIN... MOOOOOREEEEENOOOO!!!
Alan Ducard: I don't know about you blokes, but it's great to see some light in that young man's life again and it's even better to see his wife back by his side and at a LEGACY show, no less!
Bryan Harris: Yeah, it's a great sentimental story and all, but the little twerp's hopes and dreams are going to die tonight! It's time for Issac to put the little spot-monkey away for good!
Jimmy Yates: I'm not sure I would sell Justin Moreno short at this point. He has never looked better in recent weeks and it's like since Allison and he have reconciled, there's been a fire in J-Mo we haven't seen in a long time and maybe tonight will be the night it leads to championship gold!
As his theme plays, Justin walks hand in hand with his wife, not taking his eyes off of the ring as he climbs down into the front row. J-Mo and Allison tag hands with the fans at ringside as a few even give Justin a hug as before they make their way in the ring, Justin gazes into Allison's eyes and gives her a slow, soft kiss for all the fans to see. He then hops up the middle steel step and onto the apron. He points back at the fans before hopping over the top rope then onto the middle rope. As he looks out at the fans, he points to them and beats his chest before doing his trademark back-flip off the top ropes and he then runs against the ropes in anticipation Issac arrival. Allison shouts a bit of motivation to Justin "MAKE HIM PAY, BABY! MAKE HIM PAY FOR WHAT HE'S DONE TO US!"
Alan Ducard: Look at the emotion pouring out of Allison Moreno, this young woman has been through the ringer, but now she sees this as a catalyst to finally put an end to her family’s tormentor.
Darkness consumes the arena once again, and lighters flicker in the crowd, providing just a taste of illumination within the abyss. Blue Oyster Cult’s "Don’t Fear the Reaper" begins to roar through the audio system, and the crowd is on edge as The Ivory Terror’s arrival is imminent. The camera view switches to a lone section at the head of the elevated walkway, and we see a truly strange display. There’s a platform set up, and on it is what can only be described as a small garden, with various vegetation growing up from lush black soil. Flowers of every exotic variety, orchids, dark blossoms, it’s a plant-like cornucopia. But there’s something eerie about it, some unsettling quality that hangs in the very air of this garden. The centerpiece of the platform is a gnarled apple tree, and every apple that grows here appears to have gone to rot. All the fruit is shriveled and mummified, as though something has drawn the life right out of the tree. That’s when HE emerges.
Josephina Colbert: Introducing second, he is the LEGACY WORLD CHAMPION, THE PALE RIDER, ISSAC ENTRAAAAAAAGIAN!!!!
The pale creature moves out from behind the tree, his upper torso bare save for the World Heavyweight Championship. White hair frames his face, the eyes shining with something that goes beyond humanity, something that thrives in the borderlands of madness and cruelty. We notice that the garden is now teeming with snakes at his feet, vipers, cobras, and pythons all writhe together in the garden, some beginning to slither their way up the tree’s base. The Pale Rider looks down on the serpents like his children, a soft expression on his face, and then he begins to walk towards the head of the ramp. The very sight of him is truly a spectacle to behold, for harnessed to his back is a massive set of realistic angel wings, the feathers white and pure, stretching up towards the heavens. The monster poses for a moment at the head of the ramp, almost hideously beautiful in the harsh illumination from above, his face cut with sharp edges as though by a heathen craftsman. Elizabeth then makes her presence known, emerging from behind the tree. As The Ivory Terror senses her approach he kneels down on one knee, allowing the fingernails of his right hand to drag against the floor. Liz looks to die for a delicious apple-red dress with red fishnet stockings, and as she approaches Issac, she casually lights a match and throws it towards Issac’s wings. The wings, having apparently been coated in some flammable substance, immediately burst into flames. Entragian takes but a moment to rise, standing tall with his wings raging fire, his eyes staring forward and down towards his adversary. And then in a symbolical moment, Issac releases a clasp around his chest, allowing his burning wings to fall to the floor.
Alan Ducard: This is creepy; Entragian has literally shed his wings, like a fallen angel emerging into some new form.
Jimmy Yates: This is all about symbolism Alan, Entragian is showing what he really is, and the true nature of Entragian is very akin to a fallen angel whose wings have been lost to flame centuries ago. This is dark stuff, and it’s all psychological warfare being utilized to prey on J-Mo’s religious beliefs.
Bryan Harris: If I were in Moreno’s shoes, and I was looking down at a scene like that, I’d figure I was about to come face to face with Lucifer himself. Entragian is SO good at playing with fear and faith, and whatever his opponent holds dear is fair game for Issac to manipulate.
Issac then reaches down and rips away the white slacks he was wearing, and underneath we see black tights decorated with a design like rattlesnake scales. Liz moves up to his side, and together the monster and his mistress begin to make their way down to the ring. As they descend, walls of seven foot flame burst up from the edges of the elevated walkway, marking Entragian’s approach. Entragian pauses at the apron, his head swiveling as he takes notice of Allison at ringside. Her eyes grow cautious and angry at the sight of her family’s own personal demon. Very slowly, with a raw smirk touching the corner of his mouth, Issac reaches into his tights, and pulls out a bright red apple. He holds this apple towards Allison, and Liz leans over to lick it’s surface. He then throws the apple at Allison’s feet, and she promptly steps back from it, as though it were poison.
Jimmy Yates: This man, hell, I can’t even rightly call him a man, is such a twisted individual. He truly is like the serpent rising out of Eden, and that right there was the offer of forbidden fruit.
Alan Ducard: Well I’m not a religious man, but I see the parallels here. Entragian represents temptation; he is the dark, rotten core of that apple. J-Mo has resisted temptation though, and he continues to resist
Issac then hops up onto the apron and steps over the top rope, moving to the center of the ring, where he promptly unsnaps the World Title and swings it upward, giving J-Mo a good look at the object he has never held. The two men glare like dogs barely held by leashes, just waiting for the sound of that fateful bell. Klinton Porter holds the championship belt in the air before handing it to the time-keeper who rings the bell, signally the start of the match.
Bryan Harris: There’s the bell and the death of Moron-O is about to begin!
Jimmy Yates: Must you always be so cynical, Bryan?
As the two men pace around the ring, Moreno makes the first move by charging straight at him. Issac is almost surprised by Moreno's coming straight at the him, and he tries a reactionary clothesline, but J-Mo rolls under it. Moreno then springs off the ropes with a corkscrew spinning heel kick, staggering the big man. Moreno quickly kips up and immediately delivers some rapid-fire Kawada-style kicks to Issac's legs. A dropkick to the knee later, and Issac is down to a knee. Moreno then hits the ropes and on the rebound delivers a Shining Enzuigiri to the back of Issac’s head as he goes for a quick cover.
Alan Ducard: Justin Moreno coming out of the gate like gang-busters and connects his move he calls "K.T.F.O."! Can he pin him here?
One…
T-No!
Bryan Harris: As impressive as it was, you won't take that monster out with one series of moves.
Moreno keeps up the rapid-fire kicks to the chest and back as Issac gets to his feet. As he tries to go for a Buzzsaw Kick, Issac ducks under it, and he reaches out, grasping Moreno by the throat, but J-Mo's instincts kick in and he hammers Issac with an elbow to the head, breaking free. Moreno quickly runs against the ropes and comes off with a Running Knee Strike to the face. Moreno then goes for another pin attempt.
Jimmy Yates: J-Mo’s gonna try once again to put Issac away early!
One…
Two…
Alan Ducard: He got a two count this time due to his speed, as Issac just heaves Moreno off of him like he's nothing, and rolls to the outside! I must say that the "Surf City Show-Stealer" has thus far kept his albino tormentor at bay!
Issac rolls to the outside and kicks the guard rail as Elizabeth Gaunt approaches him. Not willing to give him any time to catch his breath, Moreno dives through the middle ropes and connects with a vicious Elbow Strike and keeps firing elbows at Issac’s forehead.
Bryan Harris: Looks like Moron-O’s in "Twerp Smash" mode right about now!
Jimmy Yates: J-Mo’s not content to just win this match, Bryan, he wants to destroy Issac Entragian. He wants to topple everything he stands for. This truly is a battle of good and evil!
Moreno then gets to his feet and charged by the energy of the crowd chanting "LET’S GO, J-MO, LET’S GO!". He tags hands with a few fans at ringside, and he attempts slam Issac's head into the guard rail before the big man can get to his feet. Unfortunately for the challenger, Issac blocks the move, and grabs Moreno slamming him face first into the railing. Moreno flies back from the impact against the ring, and Issac gets back to his feet. Issac strikes with a knee to the midsection before tossing Moreno into the guard rail once more. Moreno cringes in pain from the violent impact, and before he can even catch his breath, Issac hits a vicious Bicycle Kick, that snaps J-Mo's head bak and sends him over the railing as he lands head over heels where he lays motionless on the floor.
Alan Ducard: Blimey, what a vicious Bicycle Kick there by the "Ivory Terror"! He nearly knocked that poor lad’s block off!
Bryan Harris: I think the little twerp’s head landed somewhere in the upper deck section of the Verizon Center!
As Issac sees referee Klinton Porter’s ten count of the outside of the ring is at seven, he quickly ducks inside the ring long enough to break the count. He heads back to Moreno, and as the challenger is trying to use the railing to get back to his feet, Issac grabs him by the head and hooks him. Entragian smiles a wicked-sharp toothed smile, and he easily lifts Justin up for what appears to be a vertical suplex, but instead he drops Moreno straight down onto the railing. Issac then steps back and boots Moreno in the side of the head, knocking him off the railing to the floor.
Bryan Harris: Moreno got caught. He tried to “grapple” with Issac and control the big man, and he got burned by it, and that might be a mistake from which he will not recover.
Jimmy Yates: He’s in a bad way to be sure Bryan, but you can’t count him out just yet.
Issac reaches down, grabbing Moreno by the neck as if he were some kind of animal, and he tosses him back inside the ring, under the bottom rope. Issac takes the steps back inside, and once there he pulls J-Mo up and drives him back down with an axe handle. He pulls Moreno up again, and this time sends him to the turnbuckles. Moreno almost flips up and over, but he holds on to the ropes. Issac then zeros in on him, as the crowd gets that uneasy feeling that bad things are about to happen. Entragian charges full steam at Moreno and goes for a huge boot in the corner … and MISSES!
Alan Ducard: Justin Moreno rolls out of the way and Issac is in some pain in the corner with his leg hung up on the buckles, and here comes J-Mo! He’s kicking away at that leg, again and again. Listen to this crowd rallying behind him.
Jimmy Yates: Come on J-Mo stay on him!
Moreno continues kicking away until he then dives and rolls into the leg holding Issac up, and the monster crashes into the canvas like a ton of bricks. Moreno quickly leaps over Issac in the corner and goes up the buckles, springboarding off the ropes and crashing on to Entragian with the moonsault!
Jimmy Yates: What an amazing display of athleticism! J-Mo has the pin!
One…
Two…
Alan Ducard: By Jove, he just managed to kick out at two and a half!
Bryan Harris: He had trouble hooking the legs Ducard – and he had to there or there would have been a rope break.
Alan Ducard: Well, the challenger is still on the offensive here as he comes off the ropes and drops the quick leg on Issac’s throat! He’s up again, not wasting a moment, and he kicks away at the legs again, putting his entire body into those strikes.
Jimmy Yates: It seems like he’s trying to give all he has with each move guys.
Bryan Harris: He has to do that, it’s his only chance!
Moreno attempts to run against the ropes with a back handspring and as he lands on his feet, he attempts a standing moonsault, but Issac gets his knees up, knocking the wind out of J-Mo’s sails. Moreno flies off with the impact, clutching his ribs, but taking all the weight on his legs slows Issac down as well. He is still back to his feet before Moreno, though, and he delivers an uppercut that takes Moreno right off his feet and drops him to the canvas!
Bryan Harris: Oh how the tide has turned once again! That was nearly a knockout punch! Moreno is lucky he dodged enough that didn’t catch him flush.
Jimmy Yates: Moreno had just enough time to attempt that dodge. Issac lost some time here getting back to his feet after the abuse the legs have taken. J-Mo got some precious breathing time there, even if he couldn’t take advantage.
Issac pulls Moreno to his feet, and then scoops him up across his chest, and then drives him down on the knee with the rib breaker. He then lifts Moreno up and out of the rib breaker into a vertical suplex position. Issac holds him there in the air for several moments, allowing the blood to rush to Moreno’s head before taking him to the canvas. The camera cuts to a shot of Allison Moreno looking a bit concerned. Issac then keeps the suplex locked in as he transitions into another stalling vertical suplex, but this time he drops Moreno in a Jackhammer as he hooks the leg for a pin attempt.
Bryan Harris: White Death! And that could be it!
One…
Two…
Jimmy Yates: NO! Moreno manages to kick out!
Issac looks just a bit … frustrated … before he looks at turns towards Allison. He smirks, and slithers his forked tongue out at her as he hooks two fingers around the top of Moreno’s mouth and two on the bottom for a modified fish-hook submission hold. Allison is screaming on the outside for Justin to fight it. The pain is incredible from such a simple and unsophisticated move, and Moreno struggles with all he has, kicking and crawling in Issac’s grasp. Finally, Moreno’s struggles pay off as he managed to get the rope break.
Alan Ducard: By Jove, what a painful move! I’m amazed that young man’s face wasn’t ripped off!
Bryan Harris: Oh, what a pity that would have been. Teenage girls everywhere would be horrified at that!
Moreno pulls himself to the outside, trying to catch his breath, but there is no escape now. Issac reaches over the rope, grasping Moreno by the throat, seemingly choking the very lift out of him with one hand. Moreno grabs Issac’s arm, attempting to struggle, but before he can get very far, he lifts Moreno up … and chokslams him off the apron to the floor! The crowd gasps with the impact, and Allison appears mortified as Justin lays motionless on the floor. Issac stands in the ring and raises his arms, cracking a smile at his handiwork. Issac then climbs out of the ring with a devious smile on his face and he reaches out his boot and pushes Moreno down just as he tries to get back up.
Jimmy Yates: Issac drives Moreno into the floor, and now he’s taunting him – it’s sickening.
Bryan Harris: He’s the World Champion. He can do whatever he pleases.
Alan Ducard: Issac pulls Moreno to his feet, and he sends him into the steel steps!
The steps dislodge slightly, and Moreno tries to pull himself up on the steel as Issac charges him. Moreno then makes a desperation move, dropping and picking the legs, tripping Issac up and sends him up face first into the steel steps! Issac rolls off the steps, and a cut has opened on Issac’s forehead. The crimson begins to drip down on his white skin, making a rather sickening image.
Jimmy Yates: Here is Justin’s opening!
Alan Ducard: Moreno is up and there’s a kick to the face of the downed Champion. There’s another kick to that wound, and he has Issac reeling now! Moreno now heading up … to the railing, and he gets a running start. He leaps off and he drives the elbow down into Issac’s forehead as he tries to stand!
Issac goes down to his knees, and Moreno hurriedly tries boosting him back into the ring, working a leg at a time and using all he can. Once inside, he heads to the turnbuckles, stalking Issac. As Entragian tries to stand up, J-Mo leaps off and hooks Issac … and spikes him down with a tornado DDT!
Alan Ducard: The TORNADO DDT! Moreno is going for the cover!
One
Two
Th-No!
Jimmy Yates: He was so close, so very close!
Bryan Harris: Close isn’t good enough tonight Jimbo.
J-Mo gets up from the DDT, and he sizes up Issac and comes off the ropes, and rocks him with a knee to the side of the head. Moreno then heads to the outside, and leaps up to the top rope, springs off, and leaps at Issac, looking for some sort of headscissors or hurricanrana. However, Issac holds his ground, blocking the move, and pulls Moreno up … and powerbombs him into the canvas, folding him inhalf.
Bryan Harris: Well, the little twerp had a good run while it lasted.
Jimmy Yates: This is bad. Issac just almost put him through the canvas.
Bryan Harris: Yeah, and it’s about to get a whole lot worse.
Issac drops and he crawls over and on top of Moreno and he begins the assault, driving punch after punch into Moreno’s carcass. The blows begin to land with more frequency as the albino tries to drive Moreno’s face through the canvas. Shot after shot reigns down and soon, Moreno’s forehead is opened up, and he’s bleeding from the nose. Finally, a good solid left twists Justin’s face to the side and for a moment he goes limp. Issac sneers at Moreno, and he mocks him, yelling into his face.
Issac Entragian: Where’s your precious God at NOW, boy? Where is he? WHERE? IS HE?
Moreno meekly tries to fire back a punch at Entragian, but the monster swats him away and delivers a vicious headbutt, his blood and Moreno’s now mixed on his forehead. With Justin down, Issac then moves toward Allison and yells at her, taunting her.
Issac Entragian: YOUR PRECIOUS GOD’S NOT GONNA SAVE YOUR HUSBAND NOW! AND THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!
Alan Ducard: Issac Entragian having some very strong words for the Moreno’s right now and things are not looking good for "The Surf City Show-Stealer"!
Issac then turns his attention back to a bloody J-Mo, his face smeared with the remnants of face paint and blood. As Moreno tries to stand, Issac pulls him up and drops him ankles first over the top rope before dropping him with a violent DDT as he looks wickedly at Allison, and goes for a very non-chalant cover.
Bryan Harris: Turn out the lights, boys, the party is officially over!
One…
Two…
Referee Klinton Porter then sees Moreno has a foot on the bottom rope and Issac looks to be absolutely livid with this as he gets in Porter’s face, yelling that it was a three count. Meanwhile, Moreno is starting to get back to his feet, and as Issac turns, Moreno hits a Thrust Kick to Issac’s jaw in desperation, catching the big man flush! Issac eyes roll as he crashes to the canvas, and Moreno drapes his arm for a quick cover!
Alan Ducard: Hold the phone, fans, J-Mo’s not dead yet!
One…
Two…
Th-No! Issac gets the shoulder up but it’s not the same authoritative kickout we’ve seen from him tonight.
Bryan Harris: Oh come on, Moreno’s just delaying the inevitable at this point!
With both men down on the canvas, Referee Klinton Porter begins a ten count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jimmy Yates: Both men have been giving it there all at tonight and with the blood loss and pace of this match, I’m not sure how much more either man has in their tank!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Issac starts to stir first as J-Mo is pounding his fists on the canvas in an attempt to rally the crowd behind him, begging for that extra spark.
SIX!
SEVEN!
Issac is back to a semi-vertical base on one knee as Moreno is still struggling to get to his feet as the fans are furiously clapping their hands to get Moreno back into the match.
EIGHT!
As Issac stands up and goes to pull Moreno up, he is caught out of nowhere with a vicious Knee Facebuster that sends Issac down to the canvas as Moreno quickly goes for a cover!
Alan Ducard: Bloody hell, that young lad was playing possum and caught with what I’m being told is a move he calls "Dr. Teeth"!
Bryan Harris: Great, now he’s naming moves after obscure Muppet characters!
Jimmy Yates: Could this be it?
One…
Two…
Thr…
Alan Ducard: NO! Two and a half! Issac manages to get a shoulder up and this could one of those few windows of opportunity against a monster like Issac, the loop-hole in the law for J-Mo to seize victory tonight.
Moreno then locks Issac in a Hammerlock before spinning it around into a DDT dead center in the middle of the ring! Moreno goes for the quick pin attempt.
Bryan Harris: Oh God, no… please don’t let this twerp win…
Jimmy Yates: He caught Issac flush with that DDT! Could this be it?
One…
Two…
Alan Ducard: Again Issac Entragian kicks out!
Moreno looks at Klinton Porter and asks "Are you sure?". Moreno then wipes some of the blood away from his eyes as he sizes Issac up and catches him with an Over-The-Shoulder Sit-Out Jawbreaker, bringing Issac to his knees. Moreno then springboards off the ropes for an in-ring Corkscrew Plancha, Issac just clotheslines him out of the sky and you can feel the air being sucked out of the crowd as "The Albino Abomination" once again takes control.
Bryan Harris: And just like that, Issac Entragian is back in the driver’s seat!
Issac then proceeds to stomp all around the body of Justin Moreno, finally focusing in repeatedly on the ankle. He stomps away again and again, and when Moreno tries clutching to protect it, Issac kicks him elsewhere. Finally he takes all of his body weight up and drives it down with a hug knee drop right into Moreno’s ankle. A full 300 pounds behind the knee draw a cry of agony from Justin, but that’s only a taste of what’s to come as Issac applies the ankle lock. As J-Mo twists about in pain, trying to escape the hold, we his arm shaking in pain above his head, but he manages to pull at his hair to keep from tapping. He finally manages to gradually inch his way toward the ropes. He makes a few lunges toward the ropes but they’re just out of his reach until one final Herculean effort gets him the rope break as Klinton Porter administers his five count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Issac Entragian then let’s go and shouts venomously at Porter.
Issac Entragian: FIVE!
Issac then signals to the crowd "It’s Over!" as J-Mo’s hobbling on a bad leg at this point. As Issac lifts J-Mo in the Fireman’s Carry, J-Mo fires repeated elbow strikes to Issac’s temple before spinning around and countering the move into a Fujiwara Armbar.
Jimmy Yates: J-Mo fighting back! J-Mo fighting back with every ounce of strength in him!
Alan Ducard: This is certainly a rarity by Moreno to go for a submission hold, but it seems to be doing the trick!
J-Mo leans back to apply further torque on Issac’s arm. As J-Mo screams out in pain and anger at Issac, the "Ivory Terror" manages to crawl and slither and use his size to make his way toward the ropes as J-Mo is forced to let go of the hold, albeit hesitantly.
Bryan Harris: Well, he couldn’t put him away with that, now could he?
Jimmy Yates: No, but from what I’m being told in my ear-piece is the "Electric Boogaloo" or at least a modified version of it, he definitely wanted to catch Issac off-guard and it may have worked!
J-Mo then runs against the ropes and does a cartwheel followed by a standing Corkscrew 450 Splash as he goes for a pin.
Alan Ducard: EXTREME MEASURES! That just might be what it’s gonna take for J-Mo to walk out of this arena as champion!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
Bryan Harris: YES! Issac’s foot was on the ropes!
Jimmy Yates: Oh, that was SO, SO close! We almost had a new champion and J-Mo almost got his ultimate vengeance!
J-Mo looks at Klinton Porter in total disbelief as he’s shaking his head at the fact that Issac just escaped certain defeat. J-Mo then motions to the top rope, and as he’s pointing to the crowd, he slowly climbs the top rope, and Elizabeth Gaunt jumps up to ringside long enough to distract Justin. Issac is up enough to dive into the ropes, shaking them from underneath Moreno, crotching him on the turnbuckles as J-Mo flops down to the canvas.
Alan Ducard: Oh dear! Elizabeth Gaunt just provided a little extra insurance for Justin Moreno to not win this match!
Bryan Harris: I KNEW she was going to come in handy!
Looking to be very furious, Allison Moreno can’t take Liz’s interference and pulls her over the apron into the ring and manages to deliver a vicious back-handed slap to her much to the crowd’s approval, but before Allison can turn around, she’s spun around by Issac Entragian who grabs her by the throat and grits his teeth at her, tightening his grip by the second as the crowd gasps in horror.
Jimmy Yates: Oh NO! NO, NO, NO! Leave her alone, you bully!
Alan Ducard: Allison Moreno took a big risk by getting involved in this match and just couldn’t keep her emotions in check and now, she’s in quite the predicament.
Bryan Harris: It’s her own fault! She should have stayed back home in Huntington Beach with her little girl!
But unknown to Issac, J-Mo’s back on his feet, with anger burning in his eyes. Then, out of the corner of his eye, Issac spots J-Mo, and tosses Allison aside going for a clothesline on J-Mo. Moreno makes a matrix-style evasion of the clothesline, kipping up to his feet and hitting the most vicious version of his Pele Kick he can muster as Issac collapses to the mat and the fans explode in cheers.
Jimmy Yates: DAVID BECKHAM FEARS THIS! And I think Issac Entragian probably feared THAT coming as well!
J-Mo wearily goes for a pin attempt as Klinton Porter goes to make the count while Allison runs back out to ring-side, pounding on the canvas.
Alan Ducard: There’s the cover…
One…
Two…
Thr-No! Issac kicks out and J-Mo is looking a bit frustrated here as he himself slaps the mat in frustration.
Bryan Harris: Well, the little twerp isn’t champion yet!
Jimmy Yates: I’m not sure, but I hope he doesn’t let his emotions get the better of him here.
J-Mo then hooks Issac in position for a ¾ facelock and makes a throat-slitting gesture to the fans. He then runs toward the turnbuckle and goes for a backward flip, but Issac shoves him off and Moreno lands on his feet in the ring. However, Issac catches him by the throat. Issac slams him into the corner, and then spins out and slams Moreno down to the canvas. Issac goes down to one knee to catch his breath.
Alan Ducard: Moreno is giving his all tonight, but all the punishment may now have totally caught up to him!
Issac then picks up J-Mo and lifts on his back over his shoulder and drops him for Spinal Doom as Moreno jerks violently on the canvas.
Bryan Harris: SPINAL DOOM! SPINAL DOOM! It’s all over now!
Issac smirks as he goes for the cover.
Jimmy Yates: I’m afraid that’s gonna be it, folks…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…NO!
Alan Ducard: Hold on, fans, we’re not done yet! This time, it’s J-MO getting a foot on the ropes!
Bryan Harris: What the heck is it going to take for these two to put each other away?
Issac then looks up at the top rope and glares down at Justin as he slowly begins to move toward the top rope. Before Issac starts to climb, he makes a throat-slitting gesture and climbs the ropes.
Alan Ducard: We don’t see Issac go to the top much to this is going to be big and … OH MY GOD!
Jimmy Yates: I DON’T BELIEVE IT! I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
Just as Issac reached the top, he looked down to steady himself, and as he looked back up, J-Mo is there from out of nowhere. Using the top rope height, every bit of leverage and strength he had, J-Mo grabs on to the Ivory Tower Champion... bends at the knee and pushes off the top rope with all the remaining force in his legs, propeling himself backwards in a bit of an arc, holding on as tight as he can to his opponent, taking Issac over with him.... Jimmy Yates: THE M-80!!! BOTH MEN CRASH INTO THE CANVAS IN A BLOODY HEAP! THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET! Alan Ducard: The move was not perfect, but it was an amazing and effective maneuver that Justin Moreno pulled deep into his reserves to hit... In the heap, neither man is moving but …with a sudden surge, Moreno reaches an arm over on top of Issac … Jimmy Yates: It’s a pin! Bryan Harris: NO!! He’s OUT! Alan Ducard: Moreno may be out but he has the right arm over him and … KLINTON PORTER IS COUNTING!
ONE
Bryan Harris: NO! NO! NO!
TWO!
THREE!
Bryan Harris: I DON’T BELIEVE IT! As Bryan utters those words the capacity crowd comes unglued and Klinton Porter signals for the bell. DING DING DING! Alan Ducard: What an amazing effort – I am speechless! Jimmy Yates: You don’t have to Alan, just let Josephina say it all. Josephina Colbert: Here is YOUR winner… and NEEEW… WOOOOOOOORLD CHAMPION…. JUSTIIIIIIN…. Mo-REEEEEEEENOOOOOOOOOO!!! With that announcement, the crowd roars and Allison jumps inside the ring as Liz stands in shock on the outside. Klinton Porter comes to Justin who is still bleeding and on his knees, and presents him with the richest prize in the industry.
Jimmy Yates: A valiant effort from a man who has seen the lowest of lows, and now sits at the highest of highs as he is now the LEGACY World Champion … congratulations, Justin Moreno.
The signature green color from the logo for MONSTER Energy Drink is the color of the confetti as it rains down on the ring, which now only contains Justin Moreno and his loving wife as Liz helped Issac roll from the ring in defeat. Allison is in tears as she clutches her bloodied and battered husband who looks still looks to be in shock as he holds the belt with the crowd all around him cheering and clapping. He takes a look around the arena and then back to the belt in his hands, and J-Mo stares long and hard at it with a sense of wonderment, and as it finally all sets in the tears well up in his own eyes. He clutches the belt to his chest as Klinton and Allison help him to stand, and he slowly lifts up the belt to the fans who once more give it up for the new World Champion.
Alan Ducard: Well, fans, this has been an excellent pay-per-view that no one will ever forget, capped off with a new World Champion! For Bryan Harris and Jimmy Yates, I’m Alan Ducard saying good night from Washington D.C. |
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