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Right off the bat we see Carmine Vestieri in his office, but the feed isn’t your everyday feed as it’s a feed being feed via Security camera. Carmine looks over some TV numbers before slapping himself in the head. His silence is cut short as Brenton Cyrus walks into the office. The two seem to be having a conversation togther, again we have no audio with a security feed. But its clear that Brenton said something that he shouldn’t have as Carmine leaped to his feet and just about jumped over the desk.
Brenton tosses his hands up then begins to point into the chest of Carmine, following a point to his boot to the head motion. Carmine rubs his temples, and we watch as Brenton sticks his hand out, Carmine is very reluctant to shake it, but looks to have no other option and the two shake. Brenton Smirks before walking out of Carmine’s office leaving the General Manager to his thoughts. Must be violent ones as Carmine tosses the phone across the room. Which sends us to….
The Words WAR GAMES begins flashing across the screen and it shows highlights of the biggest Pay Per Views in the history of No Limit Wrestling Federation. Highlights from Tapido defeating Johnny Electric and Bobby Ocean to become Jr. Heavyweight Champion, to the ultimate backstab as we watch Alex Mark punt kick his own father Johnny Styles in the face aiding Brenton Cyrus is a victory that retired SBK, It also shows highlights of what happened to NLWF Owner Ramirez Silva thanks to former Universal Champion Havoc. We also witness one of the greatest matches in the history of NLWF as we see the highlights of Joe Santiago defeating Cyber Punk to become Heavyweight Champion. As the highlights speed up an explosion is shown on the screen and a big flashing DIRECT HIT is seen on the screen. The shot then changes to a speeding collage of all of last weeks show highlights and it ends with a Video package of everything that took place last week in fast motion. The highlights continue to quicken in pace until finally they are too fast to even recognize then they stop as the letters 'NLWF' is shown on the screen for a few seconds, before it explodes with a bullet coming through the screen and the words DIRECT HIT flashing on the screen
I'm so fed up with everyone around me
(No one seems to care)
I'm just so far gone and nothing's gonna change
(I'll never be the same)
The shot shows different wrestling signs all around the No Limit arena. From signs like 'SANTIAGO IS GOD!' to 'SBK IS MY DADDY' to 'I LOVE THE COCK' and 'EAST SIDE FOR LIFE!'
Its always do this, do that
everything they want to
I don't want to live that way
Every chance they get their always
Pushin me away
There are Red, Green, Blue, and Gold lights spinning from under the Direct Hit stage set follow by a laser impression of the Heavyweight Champion Joe Santiago...
Its never enough
No its never enough
No matter what I say
Its never enough
No its never enough
I'll never be what you want me to be
The shot switches to the skyline of Auburn Hill, Detroit Michigan as multi colored pyro along the stage, runway and the ring all erupts at the same time and balloons and confetti is released into the already roaring crowd. Direct Hit logo is shown on the projection screen and the what we are calling No Limit girl's hit's the stage just as the cage dancers begin to shed there cloths, as do the stage dancers working the NLWF stage poles. The camera pans the crowd and it shows assorted signs the fans brought with them before finally settling in on Joey and Brain staring into the camera, ready to call another weeks ring action. Behind the logo we see the jam packed arena
Joey: Welcome everyone to DIRECT HIT! And were fresh off the heels of what was the greatest night in the history of No Limit Wrestling Federation!
Brian: Son of a bitch Joey, War Games is still ringing in my ears. It was a fucking fantastic night!
Joey: Dude, we witness everything from a son kicking his father, to what could easily be Match of the year with Santiago and Cyber Punk
Brian: And the best thing is...WE GOT A REMATCH!!!
Joey: I'm going to lose my self!!!
Brian: Get a hold of yourself Joey, jeeze your having a orgasim and the Cock isn't even out here!
Joey: Already with the homo jokes?
Brian: Never to early to insult your sexuality
RA - Do You Call My Name Without the beginning hits the PA system sending the crowed into a uproar, as pyro explodes the stage. But as the theme plays on no one see's Rico Sutton until we watch Rico on the projection screen, and we all watch as Rico is just destroying Tommy Simmons. Rico throws him against the wall, before slamming his head into a vending machine, causing a ton of soft drink cans to pour out of it. Rico sutton picks up a can of coke, opens it and has a drink, before smashing it against Tommy Simmons' head, crushing it in an instant, and opening up a cut on Tommy Simmons' head. Rico takes Tommy out onto the ramp, and throws him into the ring, before following in. Rico waits for Tommy to get up as he does Rico drops him with the Rough Justice! Rico places his leg on the chest of the knocked out Chill as the crowed is stunned, as the ref makes the cover
1...
2...
3...
Marissa Johnson: Here is your winner and earning himself a spot in the King of the Throne match...'Rough Justice' RICO SUTTON!!!!
Joey: Holy shit Brian, Rico just killed Chill
Brian: He's a bitter man, he had a hard life,, and of course the trade for Mexican Samurai was like a slap in the face of Rico
Joey: But a kickass move for us!
Joey: Will there you see it Brian, Johnny Styles is on his way to the ring to make that final walk. Man I never thought I would see the day
Brian: I love the guy, and hate how everything went down at War Games
Joey: You love him?
Brian: Try me with a homo joke, and you'll be the one getting punt kicked!
A video package begins to play as we watch the highlight of what is known SBK's final professional match. We watch as Brenton looks like he has an evil idea on is mind, and spins Styles around so his face is touching the barrier. And we watch as blood pours down the railing. He then flips Styles onto his stomach, and puts a camel clutch on. While he has the move in, he begins to bash Styles head into the barrier. Styles looks to be draining fast, as his blood is leaving stains all along the barrier. The official gets down to check on Styles. Johnny is screaming that he doesn't give up
The crowed cheers as we watch Styles ex wife Jada come rushing from the back with a set of Keys. Jada is trying to rush to release Alex. Brenton spots what's going on from the image on the titan tron. Cyrus smirks as he drops Styles. He tosses the limp body of Styles over the railing and follows it with rolling him in the center of the ring. Just as Alex Mark his set free. Alex struggles to get free from the cement and charges the ring. Brenton backs up waiting for a fight. Alex slides into the ring and looks straight at Cyrus. Brenton begins to explain himself, as Styles is getting up on all floors. Alex charges at Brenton, but instead of attacking Brenton he punt kicks Johnny Styles!!!!
Brenton is looking at Alex with a smile from ear to ear. He even begins to clap for Alex. As Alex looks down at his unconscious father. Brenton falls on Styles and the ref makes the cover.
ONE.
TWO..
THREE...
The arena is in shocked as they just witnesses the ultimate betrayal of Son to Father. Alex doesn't look like he's done as he points to the ceiling, and the camera pans up to show a noose descending from the rafters.
Brenton Cyrus fastens the noose around Styles neck and they stand him up. Alex then calls something to the rafters and the rope pulls tight, pulling Johnny by the neck up to the ceiling! The New York fans in attendance watch in horror as the bloody Hall of Famer is hanged, live in front of them. No Limit Security run to the ring as Alex and Brenton flees. The feed cuts to Alex and Brenton make there way up to the entrance way.
ARE YOU READY?!?
The words blare over the speakers as a loud drum and guitar sequence blast as Let it Rock hit's the PA. The lights shine a blue and white color and smoke starts to appear on the stage. Blue waterfall pyro falls from the entrance ramp as a platform rises from the ground. On the platform is Johnny Styles, dressed in his blue and white spat Tights and a blue and his new trade mark tee-shirt a blue and white Superman 'S' on the chest. Stylez eyes dart forward as he moves his hands to make a 'S' as pyro turns white as he steps off the platform. The crowd gives him mixed reactions but he doesn't seem fazed by it. He looks around slowly as he walks over and touches the clear box, Before making his way down the entrance ramp. Styles reaches the bottom of the entrance ramp and looks around. Fans cheer him as Johnny Styles eyes glare at all of them before sliding into the ring.
ENTER SBK PICTURE HERE
Marissa Johnson: Please welcome...THE STRIKE BACK KID...JOHNNY STYLES!!!
Styles grabs the mic from Marissa Johnson
Johnny Styles: THE MOTOR CITY HAS NEVER LOOKED SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOODDD!
The crowed gives him a standing ovation
Johnny Styles: At War Games, I wrestled Brenton Cyrus for the life of my son.
The Crowed boos at the name of Brenton and Alex
Johnny Styles: And althought I wasn't thrilled with how it ended, and thats being nice. Having Alex do what he did...Well it broke my hart. Although Alex wasn't my son by birth, Sam and I did what we could to make him feel like he was are son. But I didn't come out here to talk about what Alex did, or how everything unfolded at War Games. I came out here to say my final piece. I well never wrestle inside this direct hit ring ever again.
The crowed boos at the though of SBK not being able to wrestle
Johnny Styles: Please...Please...I'm not sad about not wrestling. You shouldn't be sad because your not going to see me out here every sunday night. You should rejocie in the fact that I have had the GREATEST WRESTLING CAREER IN THE HISTORY OF PRO WRESTLING! I single handedly changed this game, I made trends that have shaped this game. I made it cool to call your self a GOD, A KING, A LEGEND! I made it cool to push that line of whats right and whats wrong! I paved the way for the actions that took place at War Games to happen. And even with Alex hanging me above the ring, even though I felt my heart break in a thousand pieces, I was a little relived that it's all over. And you all should to. You all should be happy for the fact that I've been able to perform in front of you for so damn long! Be happy that every time I went out to the ring I gave you all a Holy shit moment. Now I've been tearing up all week long with the though of not wrestling on direct hit anymore, a show I help get off the ground. But even with that thought all that sitting on my head, I'm still in a good place to be mentally. I am happy that its over. Not so much the ride, I still feel like I have a few more good runs. But I am in a good place that at least I am able to stand here and say good bye.
The crowed starts a THANK YOU SB...THANK YOU SB...THANK YOU SB
Johnny Styles: I should be the one thanking you all. For everything. For pulling for me when the times were dark. For cheering me even when you hated me. And really thank you all for creating S-B-K!!!
LET IT ROCK hits as SBK looks to be leaving the ring for the last time, at least until Trouble by Cyrpress hill cuts in. The crowed gets ready to embrace there new Heavyweight champion and half tag team champion. Joe Santiago struts his way to the stage with a mic in his hand. He slowly begins to walk down to the stage, talking as he does.
Joe Santiago: John...John...You should have allowed me to help you at War Games.
Johnny looks to reply, but Joe stays on it
Joe Santiago: Hey, I'm just busting your balls, your a stubborn fuck and everyone here knows it. But you didn't think you were going to walk on out of here with out at least saying good bye to your partner did you? I mean I know there is a whole roster back there waiting to say good bye to there idol. I'm just the only one who had any balls to make this walk.
Joe enters the ring and the two shake hands. And Styles removes the Tag Team championship from his waist
Joe Santiago: Hold on there little buddy, your jumping the gun. At least allow me to thank you for everything you have done. Even with are history John, we've always been togther. Rather as foes or as partners, there has always been SBK and without SBK there would be no thriller. Well at least to the wrestling world, I may have been a hit porn star with my very own WVD!
The crowed laughs at the joke, as the whole East Roster besides a few faces stand at the top of the entrance way.
Joe Santiago: Now I know you want to hand that there championship to me, but there is someone else in the back, the man who has the impossible odds to replace you as my partner. And he wants to come on out here, and be handed the tourch sort of speaking. So if you wouldn't mine I would love to call out that man on your time.
Johnny Styles: If the son of a bitch is ready to have you as a partner, I'm ready to hand him this here championship.
Joe Santiago: You heard the man, come on out here Jake!
Wherein Lies Continue by Slipknot hit�s the pa system sending the crowed into a roar as the first bout of the night looks to get underway. As The lights begin to flicker along to the drum pattern of the song, then the entire building goes dark. When "Thou Shalt Not" is growled, all the lights come back on and a bright white explosion of pyro shoots off from the titantron and Jake Stunner walks out from behind the curtain and stands in the middle of the stage. He basks in the reaction of the fans, whether good or bad, and closes his eyes and takes a deep, relaxing breath. He then he begins to walk towards the ring, stopping intermittently to slap hands with the crowd on either side of the walkway. He jogs up the ring stairs and climbs onto the top turnbuckle and faces the center of the ring and stands up with his arms outstretched, soaking in the crowd's excitement and emotion. He jumps from the turnbuckle and tosses his beanie into the crowd. He hands his glasses to the announcer and takes off his dog tag and clutches it in both hands and kisses it and then hands it to the announcer. He then goes to one of the corners and squats down against it and awaits for Swan Lee
Joey: I can't believe it. Jake Stunner is being asked to accomplish a tramendous role
Jake enters the ring and the two men shake hands. And Styles hand him the Tag-Team championship
Jake looks at and looks like he's speechless. Has no words for this moment
Johnny Styles: It's all yours brother.
Jake Stunner: I will carry this here championship, with as much balls as you ever did SB
SB nods.
Johnny Styles: Ladies and gents...Your NEW TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONS...JOE SANTIAGO AND JACK STUNNER!!!
The three men hold there hands in the air, as the crowed and the men on the stage all clap, and its really a great moment until...
Five Finger Death Punch's Salvation hits and Brenton Cyrus, Alex Mark, and Chuck Matthews all make there way through the East Roster on the stage. As they slowly begin there trout down to the ring Brenton has a mic in his hand
Brenton Cyrus: Same ol' Johnny Styles. Coming out here having all these people eat out of your hands. Buy every word you say. You even have are fearless Champion and his new sidekick sending you off. But what about your little boy Johnny? Is Alex not good enough to say good bye?
Joe starts mouthing off and pointing at Cyrus
Brenton Cyrus: I'm not talking to you jackass, you may have Punk's number but not mine. You and me will dance at King of the Throne!
The crowed pops at the thought, as Joe stands tall with the Championship
Brenton Cyrus: Big man, you had that same look in your eye when I kicked you into a deep slumber! But again Im not here to ruin your moment. Im hear to ask Johnny how a respected man could forget to say good bye to his own Son!
Johnny Styles: He was always invited
Brenton Cyrus: Sure he was, just like you and Joe over there have always been buddy...Budddy.
Johnny Styles: What ever you have to say, just say it Brenton, because were done.
Brenton Cyrus: Correction...YOUR DONE...Your done wrestling...You done talking...You done being a lier...You done mind fucking everyone in this arena...Your done being a worthless fater to him!
Brenton puts his arm on Alex's shoulder
Joe Santiago: You had you moment, you got your point across Cyrus, so why don't you just turn your asses around and get the walking
Johnny holds up his arm
Johnny Styles: No Joe, he's right. Everything Brenton has said is right. I haven't been the world's greatest hero. But damn it Ive been the best to ever step inside this ring!A Alex I aint standing here saying I understand why you did what you did at War Games, I could careless. But understand were done Alex. To me your not my son, just some Kid who needed a home!
Alex brings the mic to his mouth
Alex Mark: I'm not even that anymore John!
Five Finger Death Punch's Salvation hits as we watch as Styles hart was damn near rip out of his chest with Alex's words.
Joey: Damn it how can he say that to him?
Brain: I have no idea Joey. None at all.
The camera shoots backstage as we spot Cyber Punk standing in front of the camera, with a very sour look on his face. as Jazmine Ortiz tries to get a few words from the former Champion
Jazmine Ortiz: Cyber...
Cyber Punk: Listen Jazmine, I'm really not in the mood to here some random questions asking me how I feel. Because I believe its clear that I'm not the happiest camper around these here woods. Here I am the former champion, fresh off what was the greatest battles of all time, and do I get any love? No. Does anyone even mention Cyber Punk? No. No one is even checking on me to see if I wanted to give that jackass Styles a good bye speech. Everyone is to busy talking about Joe Santiago's New Era. Well I got a news flash for everyone, before this so called era begins, he still has to do what no other could. Defeat me two straight times. A task that well be to impossible for any man to accomplish.
Just then we watch Joe Santiago returning to the back after the SBK Send off, and he stands face to face with Cyber Punk
Joe Santiago: Listen Punk, everyone is aware of your rematch here tonight. No one gives a rats ass about impossible odds, because before War Games defeating Cyber Punk at a Pay Per View was a impossible odds. So tonight shouldnt be such a shoker when you fall for a second time in a row. And you well fall again
Joey: Holy shit Brain, there is some tension backstage.
Brian: Tonight we are in for a treat, another classic if you would
"It's Raining Men" starts to play as several members of the cosplay community comes out dressed as characters from Macross Plus. Swan comes out as his favorite character Ranka Lee as they all have mics in hand singing the song in unison and dancing. Swan motions to for everyone to clap their hands as dances down the ramp with crew in tow. They get into the ring and do a choreographed routine as they rip away his dress revealing gloves and fight shorts. He bows as the all bow together and the entourage leaves.
Marissa Johnson: Are next match of the night is also a King of the Throne Qualifying match. Introducing first from Queens New York, weighing in at 200 pounds...SWAN LEE!!!
The lights flicker pink and purple as “Fever for the Flava” hits the PA system, and the fans get up out of their seats, arms in the air. NC-17 runs out from behind the curtain and thumps his chest twice before turning and pointing behind him. The cheers get a little louder and his beautiful valet and girlfriend, Barbara “Barbie” Kellers walks out, a giant smile punched on her face as she waves bashfully to either side of the aisleway. Grabbing a hold of her hand, the “Cream of Obscene” slaps high-fives with the fans on his way to the ring before slapping his girlfriend’s butt and sliding in under the ring ropes. Barbie daintily makes her way over to Seventeen’s corner.
Marissa Johnson: And his challenge for tonight, he heals from Gary, Indiana NC-17!!!
NC and Swan begin the match by trading punches in the middle of the ring. NC gets the upper hand and he whips The Cock into the ropes. NC spins around for a Crescent Kick, but Swan ducks the kick! Swan bouces off the opposite ropes, but 17 is quick on his feet and he's able to meet Idol with a Spinebuster, planting Idol. NC runs to the ropes and leaps to the second rope for a Lionsault, but Lee raises his knees and drills them into NC's stomach! NC rolls off in pain and Swan Lee gets to his feet.
Joey: That mistake could cost NC-17 a lot.
Brain: Yeah, going for something so risky right off the bat is...well...risky!
Lee walks over to NC and picks him up by the hair. The ref tells Lee to let go and he does, but only for a split second before driving his elbow into the back of NC's head. 17 is down to one knee, now, clutching his head in pain. Lee backs up and bounces off the ropes. Running towards NC, he uses his opponent's outstretched knee as a stepping stone and does a Shining Wizard Kick, once again sending NC sprawling. Lee gets to his feet and picks up NC. Swan Lee throws NC-17 into the corner, but NC manages to summon up energy enough to kick off of the turnbuckle and launch himself at Lee for a Whisper in the Wind! Both men are down in the middle of the ring!
Joey: I'd like to know where NC-17 got the energy to do that!
Brian: Maybe he was just a little STIFF to start this match!
Joey: What the hell brian, STIFF?!
Brian: Hey don't yell at me, you set that shit up!
The ref starts to count to ten. Swan and NC are showing signs of life, but not by much. NC gets to his feet first, stopping the ref's count at 5. NC gets behind Swan, who is just now staggering to his feet, and locks arms around his waist. Lifting him into the air, he slams Swan's shoulders into the ground with a german suplex. Spinning his hips, he gets back up while still holding on to Swan. He hits a second suplex and gets up for the third...but Swan blocks! Swan Lee is refusing to go over for the third German Suplex.
Joey: After all of that, both men still have more then enough fight left in them. You have to admire their resolve and tenacity.
Brian: I hear that! I couldn't dream of doing the things these guys do! One shot and I'd be out for good!
Joey: Well, you're not exactly in "ring physique" there, Bri.
Brain: What's that supposed to mean!
Joey: Just watch the match, Bri.
Lee flips out of the German, and hits a chick kick on NC. Swann lee then follows with a bitch slap and then a right uppercut causing NC to fall to the ground. Swan lee then hits a headbutt to the groin. Swan Lee then goes for the pin.
1...
2...
NO! Kick out!
NC quickly gets back to his feet. Swan Lee hits him with a big kiss! NC stands there with a What the fuck look on his face.
Joey: TOMBSTONE!!! SWAN JUST NAILED A TOMBSTONE OUT OF NO WHERE!
Swan Lee goes for the cover.
1...
2...
3!!!!
Swan Lee is in the ring still on NC, he rolls him over into a doggie postion and begins humping NC. Swan Lee starts humping NC.
Brian: WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL?
Joey: He's humping him
Brian: Mother...This isn't the prison yard?
Joey: Its entertainment.
Brian: Only to you and the rest of the worlds homo
The crowd starts booing, The ref grabs Swan Lee and stops him from humping NC, Swan spins around and lays a fat one on the ref before rolling out the ring.
The camera grabs a feed from the backstage where we watch Alex Mark, Chuck Matthews, and Brenton Cyrus walking towards the ring, until Brenton spots Jazmine Ortiz standing against the Interview backdrop, and the poor girl looks scared out of her mind at the sight of Brenton Cyrus. Brenton grabs the mic
Brenton Cyrus: What? No quick word before I go out to that ring and leave your lover in a pool of his own blood?
Jazmine Ortiz: He's ready
Brenton Cyrus: Really? Its to bad he doesn't have what it takes to step out of that Jr. Heavyweight light. Like I did. Your boyfriend Jazmine is a fucking disgrace that sad part is, I think you know this already.
Jazmine Ortiz: He's looking for blood you know
Brenton Cyrus: Is that a fact? Why would your weekly flavor be looking for revenge? Is it because I kicked your pretty head clean off your shoulders? hm, that can't be the reason, because lets face it that was your fault.
Jazmine Ortiz: WHAT!
Brenton Cyrus: Don't act surprise, you wanted to convert to Salvation, but realized that in this religon there isn't any room for a town slut. There is no Mary in this bible.
Jazmine Ortiz: That is NOT how it happened!
Brenton grabs her hair, and brings his face close to hers
Brenton Cyrus: Are you calling me a lier Jaz? Because if there is anything that I am not, its a motherfucking lier. Now if you excuse me, I have to throw a beating to your latin lover.
Brenton pushes her aside while he heads to the ring.
Joey: What a Jurk
Brian: Dare you to say it to Cyrus face
Joey: Are you trying to get my head kicked in?
Brian: It'll be a good look
Marissa Johnson: It is time for another King of the Throne Quqlifying match, introducing give it up for TAPIDO DELEVEGA!!!
The lights flash red and yellow and Tapido comes down to the ring. He slaps some of the fans hands with the free hand and then he slides into the ring.
A Helicopter lands outside the arena, the operator jumps out and opens the back door. Brenton Cyrus climbs down and walks a few steps where a limo is waiting for him, the Limo Driver opens the door and Brenton climbs in. The limo pulls away as the camera cuts the the entrance ramp. where the limo is pulling through. The limo parks and the driver runs to the end to let Brenton Cyrus out. Brenton Cyrus takes a few steps and is lifted up onto a pedestal, where he is carried to the ring. Once in the ring he uses the ropes to stretch, and he winks at a few of the ladies in the audience.
The bell is rung three times and the match is underway. Both competitors slowly move toward the middle of the ring, and Cyrus offers for a test of strength. Tapido accepts, and intertwins his right hand with Cyrus's. Cyrus suddenly kicks Tapido in the mid section, and pounds him on the back. He wihps Tapido off the ropes and when Tapido rebounds, Cyrus looks for a clothesline, but Tapido ducks it, bounces off the opposite ropes, and knocks down Cyrus with a clothesline of his own! Cyrus quickly gets up, and both men lock up in the centre of the ring. Cyrus ducks behind Tapido and gets him in a hammer lock, but Tapido elbows out of it. Tapido runs to the opposite ropes, bounces off of them, and nails Cyrus with a swinging neckbreaker. Tapido quickly covers.
ONE
TWO
Cyrus quickly kicks out, but Tapido stays on him, and whips him into the turnbuckle. Tapido charges, but Cyrus dodges it and Tapido slams into the turnbuckle. Cyrus grabs Tapido and locks him in a side headlock. Tapido shoots Cyrus off the ropes, and Cyrus goes flying into the opposite ropes. As Cyrus runs back toward Tapido, Tapido does the splits and Cyrus jumps over him. Cyrus rebounds again, and this time gets pushed up into the air by Tapido's legs! Cyrus frontflips through the air and lands hard on the canvas. Tapido covers again.
ONE
TWO
Cyrus kicks out again as Tapido lifts him up.
Joey: The Jr. Heavyweight Champ is looking good in this match!
Tapido lifts Cyrus into a fireman's carry, but Cyrus rakes his eyes and then plants him with a DDT! Cyrus lifts Tapido to his feet and nails him with a hard chop across his chest. Tapido cries out as Cyrus does it again, before taking him down into and armbar. Cyrus tightens the submission as Tapido cries out. The crowd wills Tapido to get to his feet, as he slowly struggles against Cyrus. Tapido eventually gets to his feet, to cheers from the crowd. Tapido elbows Cyrus, once, twice, and Cyrus releases his grasp. But then suddenly, without warning, Cyrus almost takes Tapido's head off with a massive clothesline! Cyrus covers with a lateral press.
ONE
TWO
Tapido kicks out, and Cyrus heaves him up to his feet. Cyrus nails him with a hard uppercut, that sends Tapido stumbling over to the ropes, were Cyrus follows him. Cyrus lifts Tapido up by the stomach, and drops him head-first onto the top rope! Tapido crumples to the ground, and Cyrus picks him up. Cyrus shoots Tapido off the ropes, sending him running to the opposite ropes. Tapido bounces off them, and Cyrus take him down with an armdrag, and then drops and elbow onto him. Cryus covers again.
ONE
TWO
Tapido manages to kick out for the second time, but Cyrus doesnt seem phased, he just keeps on him.
Joey: Now the momentum is with Cyrus!
Brian: Really? I thought it had always been with Cyrus!
Cyrus drops another elbow onto Tapido and then picks him up. He holds him on his shoulder, looking to hit a powerslam, but Tapido manages to fall back behind Cyrus, and he nails him with a facebuster! Tapido recovers for a second, before lifting Cyrus to his feet. Tapido whips Cyrus into the opposite turnbuckle, and runs at him. Cryus dodges this, and Tapido slams into the turnbuckle hard. Cyrus lifts Tapido onto the top turnbuckle, and followes suite. Cyrus lifts Tapido into the suplex position, and nails him with a superplex! Brenton backs up to the corner with a sick and twisted look in his eyes
Jazmine Ortiz rushes to the ring to see if she could save Tapido, but she is stop by Alex. Who holds her as Brenton tell Alex to bring her closer, he does and Cyrus punt kicks Tapido into another world! Jazmine screams as load as she can as she just watch the man she is falling in love for get punt kicked. Brenton covers Tapido...
ONE
TWO
THREE
Cyrus stand over Tapido. He looks up to the rafters as a Cross begins to fall. He demands Alex to roll Jazmine into the the ring. As the Cross lowers into the ring, Alex and Chuck bow in a pry to Brenton, as Jazmine rushes over to Tapido trying to wake him up. Tapido is slowly coming through, Brenton grabs the head of Jazmine, as Tapido is up to a standing pose. He nose dripping blood, he looks into the face of Cyrus with a look of begging. Chuck hands Cyrus a mic.
Brenton Cyrus: Tapido...If you would like to save your hoe I would advise you to bow.
Tapdio shakes his head, replying 'I do not bow to anyone!'
Brenton Cyrus: What was that? I didn't catch that reply
Cyrus kicks Jazmine in the back of the legs forcing her down to the mat.
Brenton Cyrus: NOW BOW TO YOUR GOD!
Tapido has no other choice but to bow down to Cyrus. Brenton then speaks to Chuck and Alex with just a look, as the two grab Tapido who begins to fight but isn't up to full strenght to fight anyone. Chuck and Alex clip Tapido to the cross as Cyrus tosses Jazmine to the floor of the ring. The cross begins to raise above the ring in the horror of everyone around the arena. Alex grabs Jazmine by the hair and the three members leave the ring leaving Tapido suspended above the ring on a cross...
Joey: I can't believe what just went down?
Brian: The Salvation has become a brand wide poison. You stand in there way they well go to any legnths to make you suffer.
Joey: God help us
Brian: Not sure he could stop these three men
The crowd hushes as the lights begin to dim, and then the opening drums and guitar riffs of Trouble by Cypress Hill begin to play. The fans jump up and cheer in anticipation of the arrival of the champion, even as the pastel red and pastel yellow lights sweep over the entrance stage. Smoke billows ominously from the entrance stage, and the music continues to play as Joe Santiago emerges from the smoke, wearing a leather jacket zippered up tightly over one of his usually fashionable ensembles. He glances around at the nigh-murderous crowd, adjusting his sunglasses with a smirk, and then unzips his jacket, pulling it open to reveal the NLWF World Championship around his waist.
The sight of the gold in his possession drives the crowd to new heights of fury, even as he strikes his "Sniffing the Crowed" pose, a double-blast of blinding white pyro going off behind him -- and a small flock of doves IS actually released, as well, flying out above the audience. He laughs, striding down the ramp, pausing to jaw with a ringside fan, and then slapping the plate of the Championship belt as he climbs into the ring, where the set of The Darkest Burning Star has been erected.
He unstraps the belt from his waist and holds it up in the air, then drops it over his shoulder as he picks up a microphone. His music fades out, but you wouldn't notice, given how loud the crowd has gotten.
Joe Santiago: With everything that has taken place tonight, I haven't had the time to celebrate if you would...
Crowed gives a mix reaction
Joe Santiago: Manifest Punk... is dead.
Boos greet this proclamation.
Joe Santiago: There's been a paradigm shift in the East, ladies and estrogents, and there's no longer a 'Punk' standing atop 'Peasant Hill.' Now there's just an unrepentant bastard.
He raises the championship belt.
Joe Santiago: Say hello to your NEW No Limit Wrestling Federation World Heavyweight Champion.
The crowd gives another mix reaction as Joe turns slowly, the belt held high, so the fans can all see it.
Joe Santiago: And you know, it's funny. I wasn't expecting Cyber Punk to change one bit, even after getting pinned by Yours Truly, and he didn't disappoint. Cyber Punk is now telling everyone that luck was the theme of the night, has a chip on his shoulder. Surprised, I am not. By doing this, he implies that losing the belt to me was all part of his grand scheme, when a quick look at the closing moments of War Games will tell the truth.
He turns to the Tron, No footage of the match itself is shown, but rather, the aftermath: Santiago sitting up on his knees, staring out at the MSG crowd, while garbage assails the ring. Carmine himself holds out the NLWF Championship, which Santiago rips from his hands, and then climbs the turnbuckles to raise the belt high, striking his pose, while garbage and whatever the crowd can throw continue to fill the air, a bizarre new take on the typical rain of confetti that usually accompanies a championship victory like this.
And then, the screens show the reaction of Cyber Punk, a bloody mess from the grueling battle, seeing his title in the hands of the darkest burning star. Punk can be heard screaming "No!" and pounding his fists on the mat.
The playback pauses on that image. Santiago turns back to the crowd.
Joe Santiago: Ladies and estrogents, I give to you your so-called "King of the New School" -- pitching a fit like a three-year-old boy who's had his favorite toy taken away from him.
He smirks.
Joe Santiago: Which, in a sense, is exactly what he is. The problem with being so fresh and young to the business, and tasting success so quickly, is that you don't learn how to cope with failure. That's something I've learned over the course of my own career. I may be the thriller, and supremely talented in the ring, but even I lose matches now and then. I just don't throw a tantrum like some people.
He cricks his neck and beams widely.
Joe Santiago: So now the question is, what will Joe Santiago do now that he's the World Champion? Besides sending Styles off? Believe me, I have plans aplenty, but a smart man does not tell everyone what he's going to do. I don't need some master plan to rebuild the East in my image, like Punk did. All I'm going to do is keep doing what I've been doing: show up, piss off the world, kick ass, and get paid very well to do it. Why mess with a winning formula?
He walks to the ropes and dangles the championship over them.
Joe Santiago: So get used to seeing my handsome features, fuckers. "The King of the New School" is dead. Long live the Darkest Burning Star. Welcome to The Santiago Era of the East!
Cypriss Hill's Trouble starts to play again, and the crowd gives a mix reaction once more.
We return for a commercial and we watch as Carmine is sitting at his desk
Carmine: Seven days ago you people saw me count down Cyber Punk. Joe Santiago pinned him to become the new Champion and that may be our curtain call.
Carmine let's his words sink into the crowd before he continues.
Carmine: You see, whether he likes it or not, you people were counting on Cyber Punk to retain the title. You were counting on him to be the shining light in The East, and he failed. Not only did he fail but we also lost Silva to Havoc's rage. Fucking West can't even keep a damn leash on there freaks!
The crowed replys to Carmine's comments in the arena, here in the big D its a all East Crowed
Carmine: There is a dark cloud looming over my brand without Sil here to aid and I now know that Punk may not be up to the task of saving us and keeping us as the flagship of NLWF. He helped build the East but at this point, he can't stop it from being destroyed...
Cyber Punk walks into his office with a hard look on his face
Cyber Punk: I failed? Is that what you’re telling people right now? I failed? I failed to retain my championship? Well, Carmine, let’s look at some of the facts. Fact… I had Santiago pinned and you could have ran out and counted the pin fall. Fact… YOU counted the pinfall and handed Joe the championship. Fact... You did nothing to help Silva. Fact… you failed this Brand.
The crowd erupts with that and Carmine rolls his eyes.
Cyber Punk: Don’t roll your eyes at me peasant. See, you put Santiago at the top and the curtain is falling on the East. Salvation is killing what I built and you’re standing there letting it happen. You don’t care about the East Carmine. Without me at the top you’ll soon realize how quick this company will fall. Whats wourse is you dont even have Silva here to hold your damn hand
Carmine: I'm trying to do things the right way Punk. If I went around smashing in heads like it was the good ol' days, Salvation and the West would win. I was counting on you to take them down, bring in the numbers we need to stay ahead and right now, I'm not sure you can!
Cyber Punk: You’re trying to do things the right way and you have Santiago as champion? I guess if I like sleep I can tune in when he’s on the television. And besides, Carmine, you put either of them in the ring with me with no interference and I will slaughter them.
Justin Kash walks into the frame, with a new name tag that says 'EAST GM'
Kash: Cyber, Cyber, Cyber. You were already on camera crying throwing another fit, but you couldn't resist the big boss' call, could you?
Punk looks at Kash and laughs.
Cyber Punk: Crying… seriously? This coming from the great Kash, the poster boy of fauiler here in the NLWF. Crying? Is that what you call telling it how it is… crying? No, crying is what Carmine did after he realized you were Sil's replacement.
Carmine: Punk, the fight isn't with me. You slipped up. Don't pay any attention to this garbage I have to deal with
Kash: Garbage, Carmine? You'll have to do better than that to insult me. Especially when your hand picked savior is on the way out. Get over it, Cyber Punk has had it. He failed us at War Games and he'll fail again tonight.
Cyber Punk: Here’s how I see it, bitch. You can only take over when I’m not here because I’m the threat. I’m the one you want to eliminate because I’m immortal and you’re… just the failed sidekick to Rossi. Only in a godless East can peasants like you run the show. Only in a godless East can someone with no talent make asinine claims of being ‘great’.
Kash: Punk, shut your mouth. Do you realize who you're talking to? I am the catalyst for the current change of guard the East is seeing. I'm the last leg this once great brand has.
A chorus of boos erupt towards Kash but he only pauses for a moment.
Kash: You can call me Rossi's sidekick but last time I check I was a co-GM and he was still fetching hotdogs, you can act like I'm not a threat, but the fact of the matter is that I AM the biggest thing since YOU here in the East. And the only reason you took the crown was because they needed you. Whether the fans liked you or not, you were good for business. But tides have changed. The worry is no longer business, but survival, and you've proved that YOU can't survive.
Cyber Punk: Are… are you serious right now? You’re now comparing yourself to me? That’s cute, kid, that really is. If you were the biggest thing since me the West wouldn't need to have hired the Pulp fiction team and fire your ass. If you were the biggest thing since me you’d be somewhat important.
Punk removes his shades from his face and stands into the face of Kash.
Cyber Punk: Look… it’s KASH! He’s the biggest thing in NLWF and yet he is still compared to Rossi. Listen… I’ve been murdering people like you in this ring my entire career. I carried the crown because I am the best, period. Then you want to talk about survival like you know all about it. Shit, Kash, you have barely survived in NLWF. You’ve been fired already, and your barely hanging on here, and you say you’re great? You can be the king of scum but there is one true ruler in NLWF and there always will be even when he is gone. People will remember the name. Don’t try and prove you’re anything in my world, kid, because you’re nothing and you’ll be nothing once I’m gone.
Kash: Listen to me, you piece of absolute trash. You can't handle the storm that is coming. You won't be able to weather it and everyone knows it. You couldn't weather Santiago and now a harsh future is rising, and your a little worried about where the highest paid superstar is going to be when everything clears. But if you want to belittle my talent of running a brand, that's fine. Because unlike everyone else in this company, you've yet to feel it.
Carmine interrupts putting his hand in front of Punk's mouth.
Carmine: I know what you're getting at Kash.
He turns to Punk, who hasn't taken his eyes off of Kash.
Carmine: Punk, if you want to worry about whats coming and not act? That's fine. But you need to try and save the brand you helped me and that jurk Sil build. You need to put this kid in his place.
Kash stands, smiling waiting for Punk's response. Cyber Punk looks at Carmine, snarls, and then looks back at Kash.
Cyber Punk: Before I respond, let’s make one thing clear. Before Joe was even here, I beat them ALL! Everyname that was in my path, was left crying including your prize hero Havoc! You have nothing to hold over my head Kash, and this isn't the West were your dark alter ego can save you from a ass kicking!
The crowd hollers at that comment and Punk casually puts his shades back on his face.
Cyber Punk: You want to make a lasting impact here on the East? You want to feed another hero of your own creation to me? You want that burden on your shoulders… knowing you couldn’t live up to your façade of ‘The Lash Era in the West’? Next week, hype em' up and send them to the firing squad Kash.
Kash: Deal. I well choose a star that well make your dream match with Santiago, look small in comparison. And understand this Punk, You may walk into that ring tonight under the impression that you are leaving of your own free will. But I'm going to force you out and leave you unable to come back. You want to go out on the top? Impossible. Because I'm going to bury you so deep, that all memories of you will be dead in the dirt.
Punk smirks looks at Carmine before walking out of his office...
Cyber Punk: Some replacement, whats next Hallow Wicked heavyweight champion
"Wherein Lies Continue" begins to pump over the Public Address system. The lights begin to flicker along to the drum pattern of the song, then the entire building goes dark. When "Thou Shalt Not" is growled, all the lights come back on and a bright white explosion of pyro shoots off from the titantron and Jake Stunner walks out from behind the curtain and stands in the middle of the stage. He basks in the reaction of the fans, whether good or bad, and closes his eyes and takes a deep, relaxing breath. He then he begins to walk towards the ring, stopping intermittently to slap hands with the crowd on either side of the walkway. He jogs up the ring stairs and climbs onto the top turnbuckle and faces the center of the ring and stands up with his arms outstretched, soaking in the crowd's excitement and emotion. He jumps from the turnbuckle and tosses his beanie into the crowd. He hands his glasses to the announcer and takes off his dog tag and clutches it in both hands and kisses it and then hands it to the announcer. He then goes to one of the corners and squats down against it and awaits Chuck Mattews.
Burn Halo’s “Save Me” blasts through the speakers and Chuck Matthews bursts through the curtains, pointing to the fans. He heads to the ring, and stops halfway down the ramp. He raises his hands, forming two Cornas. Fireworks go off on the stage. Chuck then races to the ring, sliding in on his belly, and holding the position until Lauren Taylor makes her way in. Chuck gets up on one of the turnbuckles and repeats his rock gesture to the fans. He repeats this on a different turnbuckle before hopping down, and pacing the middle of the ring, waiting for the match to begin.
The ref takes Chuck's No Limits championship, before holding it up and handing it out to the timekeeper. He signals for the bell and the match is underway. Chuck and Jake moved slowly towards the middle of the ring. Chuck begins mouthing off at Jake, who returns the favour. Suddenly, Jake throws his fist foward, trying to connect with Chuck's face, but Chuck dodges it and pokes Jake in the eye. He takes advantage of Jake, and sways him with a right, and then another. Jake doges a right and tackles Chuck down to the ground. The men begin brawling on the canvas. Jake gains the advantage, and pulls Chuck up to his feet. He then whips him off of the ropes, when Chuck bounces off the opposite ropes he attempts a clothesline, but Chuck ducks it, catches Chuck by his neck, and nails him with a neckbreaker! Jake quickly covers but Chuck quickly kicks out. Chuck then rolls out the ring, to boo's of the crowd. As Chuck takes a rest outside the ring, Jake takes a few steps back and runs up to the ropes, catapaulting himself over them, and taking Chuck out with a flying crossbody!
Joey: Oh my! What a crossbody!
Brian: I've seen better.
Jake gets up and taunts to the crowd, as the ref starts the count.
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Jake picks up Chuck and bounces his head off the ring barrier.
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3..
Chuck knocks Jake off of him with an elbow to the stomach.
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Chuck whips Jake into the steel steps, Jake's shoulder collides with the metal and knocks the top half of the steps off, as a loud "CLANG" echo's around the arena.
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Chuck rolls into the ring, and then rolls out again. He grabs Jake, and bounces his head off the ring apron, before rolling him in the ring and follows suite. He quickly covers Jake with a lateral press.
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TWO
Jake kicks out, but Chuck keeps on him, and hauls him to his feet. He takes him over to the turnbuckle, and whips him hard to the opposite corner. Jake collides shoulder-first with the turnbuckle, quickly falling down. Chuck picks him up and takes him back to the corner he whipped him from, and attempts to whip him again, but Jake reverses, and sends Chuck flying into the turnbuckle. Chuck connects shoulder-first just like Jake had. Jake quickly grabs Chuck and nails him with a german suplex, as now both men are down, the ref begins the count.
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Both men begin to crawl to their feet.
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Jake gets to his feet.
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Chuck gets up as well. Jake rushes at him and almost takes his head off with a clothesline, to cheers from the crowd. Jake rests against the turnbuckle, before climbing to the top rope, back first. He stands atop the turnbuckle, and taunts to the crowd, before moonsaulting off the turbuckle. He would have hit Chuck, if he handn't rolled away from were Jake was heading. Jake crashes hard against the canvas, as Chuck pulls himself up by the ropes close to the turnbuckle. He crouches down and waits for Jake to get to his feet.
Joey: Chuck is looking to end this match here and now!
Jake slowly gets to his feet, with the aid of the ropes. He spins around just as Chuck charges at him, looking for the Mattews Spear! Jake avoids this by leapfrogging Chuck, who slams shoulder first into the steel ring post! Jake takes advantage of this, and pulls Chuck out, and nails him with Greetings From Eagle Park! Jake quickly covers.
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THREE...
NO!
Chuck shoots his shoulder off the mat at the count of two and a half. Jake stares at the referee in frustration, and holds up three fingers. The ref waves this off, signalling back to him with two fingers, declaring that it was in fact, a two count.
Joey: This is unbelievable! Chuck just kicked out of Greetings From Eagle Park!
Brain: Greetings from who now?!
Jake picks up Chuck, and lifts him into a suplex. Chuck is able to avoid being slammed onto the canvas, by raking Jake's eyes! Chuck floats over to behind Jake, and rolls him up! Chuck has Jake in a rollup pin as he uses the ropes for leverage! The ref cant see this as he begins to count!
ONE
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THREE...
NO!
Jake somehow manages to push his way out of the pridicament, as Chuck slams the canvas in frustration. Chuck picks Jake up, and whips him off the ropes. Jake rebounds and Chuck nails him with a sidewalk slam! Chuck quickly covers.
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TWO
Jake again kicks out and Chuck, instead of pounding away in frustration, smiles evilly. He walks over to the corner and crouches down again, looking to hit the Mattews Spear for the second time! Jake slowly climbs to his feet for a second time, as Chuck rushes at him, and this time he connects! Chuck hits the Mattews Spear! Chuck quickly hooks the leg.
ONE
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THREE...
NO!!
Jake kicks out as Chuck pounds the canvas and almost tears his hair out! Chuck motions to the ref that it was three, unable to believe that Jake kicked out! Chuck shoves the ref away, and picks up Jake. He leads him, by the head, over to the closest turnbuckle, and begins smashing his head hard against the top turnbuckle. Surely enough, a cut forms on Jake's head and blood begins to drip out of it. Jake suddenly ducks under Chuck's grasp, and Chuck falls into the turnbuckle as Jake begins nailing him with lefts and rights! Jake then grabs Chuck, and sits him atop the top turnbuckle. Jake climbs up, and stands on top of the top turnbuckle. And then, with a quick glance behind him as the crowd cheers in anticipation, Jake flips back, and hurrcanranas Chuck off the top turnbuckle! Jake covers.
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TWO
Jake slowly gets to his hands and knees and slaps the mat in frustration. He glares at the ref before picking up Chuck. Chuck suddenly springs up and knocks down Jake with a dropkick. Chuck stomps on Jake's shoulder repeatedly, before picking him up, and dropping him with a scoop slam. Chuck then taunts to the crowd, and climbs up the turnbuckle. He sits atop the turnbuckle, waiting for Jake to get up. When Jake does struggle to his feet, clutching his shoulder, Chuck leaps off, looking for a flying clothesline. But Jake moves, and Chuck nails the ref by mistake! Both the ref and Chuck fall to the canvas. Chuck gets up and looks in shock at the ref, and just as he turns around, Jake's there and nails him with Greeting From Eagle Park! Both men are down, and suddenly Brenton Cyrus enters at the top of the ramp, steel chair in hand!
Joey: What the hell is Cyrus doing out here?!
Brian: Isnt it obvious?!
Cyrus slides in the ring just as Chuck Mattews begins to get to his feet! Chuck smiles when he sees Cyrus, and motions towards Jake. Cyrus smiles and waits for Jake to get up. Chuck slowly gets to his feet, and pulls Jake up. Chuck holds Jake's hands behind his back. Cyrus holds the chair above his head, and drops Jake Stunner!! Cyrus gets out the ring and slowly heads up the ramp, taunting as he does so.
Cyrus dissapears backstage just as the ref gets to his feet and makes a cover...
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JAKE STUNNER KICKOUT!!!
Jake is slow to his feet, as Chuck is on his, Matthews rushes Jake who out of the blue connects with the Greetings from Eagle Park on to the steel chair! Jake falls dropping his arm over and Chuck's motionless body.
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THREE
The crowd erupts in both cheers and boo's, not sure which to decide. Suddenly, Carmine's music hits to cheers. Carmine is holding a microphone with Brenton standing next to him, and stands at the top of the ramp. He looks like he is being forced to say what he has to say, he even tries to drop the mic and head to the back, but Cyrus whispers something into the ear of Carmine. Something that drops the color right from Carmine's face.
Carmine: Well it seems we have a strange pridicament here. We all saw it didnt we. We all saw Jake use the chair...
Carmine drops the mic and looks into the face of Cyrus, who holds his ground
Carmine: Son of ah...Listen I'm sorry Jake although you did pin Chuck Matthews, but it wasnt exactly fair for...Fuck...Chuck SO this is what I am force...I mean well do is this Chuck, you will be allowed to keep your No Limits championship...
The crowd erupts in boo's, s Carmine looks at Cyrus who nods
Carmine: ...But Jake, you will be entered into the King of The Throne!
The crowd gives another mixed reaction, as Carmine's music hits and he walks around Salvation and heads backstage.
Cyber Punk stands at the interview spot, about to give everyone his final words before he goes out in a final quest in becoming champion...Again
Cyber Punk: You all saw everything tonight, you all saw War Games. You all have been watching Joe Santiago walking around with the Heavyweight Championship. For two months, That’s the total amount of days I’ve held the championship. That’s quite an accomplishment. Sure, Joe beat me at War Games. He pinned my shoulders to the mat using his last resort. The Thriller couldn’t take me down. Nothing he threw at me could take me down. The one thing that took me down was a last resort… a last hope. He knew deep down he couldn’t beat me so he brought out the I think he's dead. He got the job done, though, and I’m sure he’ll brag and boast about how he beat me and how he showed the world that I was a mortal. You know, I’ve thought about it the entire week. How I lost and everything else and then I realized that Santiago might have beaten me, once, but my career beats everything he ever has done and ever will do. Even he will tell you that is complete fact. Or maybe he won’t… he thinks he’s unbeatable even though he’s lost more in this federation than I have.
The crowd cheers and continues to stand on their feet.
Cyber Punk: However, Joe did pin my shoulders to the mat. Relish in that, Joe, because not many people have done it. And as for your Paradigm Shift? I have some Cyber Era shirts in the back if you need a logo to use.
The crowd laughs at the tease by Punk and he just continues to smirk.
Cyber Punk: I’ve been in this business for a few years and in these years I’ve dominated. In these years I’ve done what no one else could dream of doing. In many people’s eyes I’m a veteran in these short years time. Now that I have lost the championship I have nothing else to lose, right? You know what they say about a man with nothing to lose. He’s even more dangerous than before. So if you all thought I was a threat before…
… I’ll be untouchable now.
The crowd cheers and Cyber Punk holds his hand up to silence them.
Cyber Punk: I have nothing else to do but fall into Carmine’s ‘plan’ for a better East. Well, Carmine, you try and have a better company without Punk at the top. At least if I lose tonight, which I wont. You can try and sell tickets when the marquee reads ‘Joe Santiago’s New Reality, tonight!’ and it wont work, just look around you, Legacy is kicking are ass as I speak. But, fuck it, I really don’t care anymore. NLWF is about to be go through The Final Cut. I realized that I now have a family to look after and wrestling peasants and trying to prove my worth to people who don’t want to hear it is pointless. Everyone will still call me Cyber Punk, people will still call me a ‘Self Professed God’ and people will still say I am mortal. They can believe all they want to believe but the stats don’t lie.
I’m better than everyone here.
I’m better than everyone in the hall of fame.
I’m better… than NLWF.
I am… immortal.
The crowd buzzes a little bit and then quiets down.
Cyber Punk: I live in forever. No matter what happens tonight. No matter who Kash picks. Now if you would excuse me, I have a championship to win back!
Marissa Johnson: It is time for are main event of the night...
The crowed pops
Marissa Johnson: The following match is for one fall and is for the NLWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
A load pop
Marissa Johnson: Introducing first, the challenger weighing in at 220 pounds, and repersents Washington D.C...He is the former Heavyweight champion...CYBER PUNK!!!
The lights dim down slightly as Thounsand foot Krutch begins to play throughout the arena. After a few moments, Cyber Punk steps out from the back wearing his wrestling attire, custom "GO BIG OR GO HOME" T-shirt. He rushes out to the top of the ramp and pauses, looking out over the crowd before somewhat quickly making his way down the ramp to the ring. He climbs up the steel steps and between the top and middle rope. He bounces around the ring a few times before settling down and removing his t-shirt, getting ready for action.
Marissa Johnson: Introducing next, weighing in at 205 pounds from The BX...Bronx New York...HE IS THE NLWF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...THE THRILLER...JOE SANTIAGO!!!
The opening strain of "Trouble" plays and as the song actually starts up, Joe Santiago comes out from behind the curtains. Holding a cocky smirk, he slowly walks halfway down the ramp before going into a slight crouch. After holding for a second, he explodes upwards, holding her arms out to his sides, head facing straight up. Blasts of red, then white, then blue, then a mix of all three go off as Santiago nods in time with each blast. He continues his way to the ring, diving under the bottom rope upon reaching it and jogs over to the, from the TV point of view, far right-hand corner. He jumps on the middle turnbuckle, holding her arms in the air taking in the crowd's reaction before hopping down and jogging to the diagonal corner.
Joey: Ref Weener calls for the bell and now we are under way!
But before the bell even has the chance to ring and Weener has stepped aside Joe flies at Punk and plants him in the mat with a spear. No sooner than he lands Santiago is pummeling him with hard fists shots straight to the head. The fans immediately erupt with cheer as the match gets underway.
Joey: And the champion comes out SWINGIN’! He is playing no games tonight!
After flooring CP with his surprise assault, Joe leaps off of her and grabs him by the back of the neck, dragging CP to his feet as well. He then whips CP into the ropes, only to have him return and dodge an attempted clothesline. As CP bounces off the opposite ropes and returns, Joe slaps his arms around him and tosses him over his head with a belly to belly supplex. CP smacks the mat hard and begins favoring his lower back from the impact of the move. But Joe doesn’t let up. He immediately climbs to his feet and runs over to CP before stomping away at his chest and midsection mercilessly. He then hauls Punk to his feet once again, now in a crouched over position, and shoves his head between his legs. Joe then jacks him up over his head and slams him right back down with a ring quaking powerbomb!
Joey: Joe Santiago with a beautiful powerbomb to Cyber Punk. This would be a perfect opportunity to go for the pin but clearly this is personal
As Punk rolls around the ring, obviously in pain, Santiago lifts him up once more. Joe then looks for a triple supplex move but Punk holds fast. Santiago than begins to blast him with forearm shots to the head. He then grabs CP by the wrist and sends him sailing across the ring into the opposite corner. CP’s back slams against the ring post hard. Santiago immediately charges at him but Punk manages to lift his leg, smacking Joe Santiago square in the chest with her boot. Joe flies back just as quickly as he came and hits the canvas hard.
Brian: Finally! Cyber Punk was in there getting his ass whooped.
Joey: Yeah, but with that big boot he may have just turned the tables.
With Santiago down, Punk takes a moment to recompose himself. Joe pushes himself up on all fours. Punk takes this opportunity to bring his foot up straight into the chin of the champion, placing him right back down where he’d just gotten up. Now going for Santiago once more, CP gets him up and puts him into position, executing a FU. It seems as though CP is ready to go for a pin but he suddenly hesitates. Instead, Punk sits Santiago up and leans over top of him. He then begins to pound him in the face with closed fists over and over again.
Joey: I think Cyber Punk is trying to bust Joe Santiago open.
Cyber Punk continues his assault but eventually grows tired of it. He then hits Joe with a hard knee to the face and follows up with devastating DDT. With Joe down, Cyber Punk quickly hops off the second rope and lands on his opponent with a Lionsault. CP takes a slight chance to grab some air before he crawls to his feet, tugging Joe with her and begins to drag him over to the corner. With The Thriller still in tow, Punk begins to ascend the turnbuckles one by one until he reaches the top, where he then sits a dazed Santiago. Up there, Punk begins slamming him with closed fists to the face once again as the crowd counts along.
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Brian: Looks like Punk is still trying to draw blood.
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Ei…
Joe Santiago suddenly shoves Cyber Punk off the top rope where he crashes into Weener! Completely caught off guard by the attack, Punk rolls around the ring for a moment as Santiago gets to his feet, still on the top turnbuckle. As Punk begins to get up Santiago flies from up top, headed for a Moonsault but CP drops him with a Powerbomb! CP hooks the leg, but Weener is still laid out in the ring. CPLaura looks over his shoulder at him and curses loudly, smacking the mat in frustration. He immediately goes to Weener’s side, trying to make him come to. But as this goes on Santiago is finally getting to his feet. Somewhat out of it, he catches wind of CP tending to the passed out referee and stumbles over to the corner. Joe then rips off the turnbuckle’s covering, leaving the metal underneath exposed. He then drops to the floor and rolls out of the ring. Santiago eyes a steel chair and immediately crabs it up. With the chair in his grasps he slides back into the ring. Cyber Punk, still oblivious, receives a sound chair shot straight to his blond head, leaving a huge dent in the metal. Joe Santiago then immediately hurls the chair over the top rope and out of the ring.
Joey: That chair shot could’ve cracked Punk’s skull wide open!
Joe Santiago then keeps up his pace, grabbing up CP and shoves her towards the corner. He then grabs the back of his head and slams his forehead straight into the exposed metal. The crowd cringes at what has to be nothing short of agonizing. But Joe doesn’t stop there. He slams CP’s head off the metal again, dropping her down. Santiago pulls CP up again and hammers him a few times with clubbing right hands that are just designed to drive the wind right out of him. He confidently picks CP up, dropping him to the mat with a massive DDT and fakes going for the cover before shaking his head and pulling CP’s shoulders off the mat. Joe hammers him a few times before telling the fans it’s over and leaps to the top rope looking for what should be the Thriller but Cyber Punk counters it, as he runs into the ropes sending Joe into a very bad spot, he rebounds off the other rope, charging at Joe Santiago with everything he’s got but Joe catches him and launches him over the top rope with a modified variation of a German Supplex that sees Cyber Punk crash down hard on the outside.
Joey: DID YOU SEE THAT?! It’s over, this match is done!
Brina: I’ll grant you that that looks like Punk’s had the air driven out of her but why the hell is Joe Santiago playing to the crowd and not following up?
Joey: He could wait ten minutes and still win, this one is over...
Joe finally climbs out of the ring while Punk is obviously hurt and is crawling toward the ring to help himself back to his feet. Joe just stalks him now, getting ready to finish it as soon as CP gets back to his feet, which he does and Joe grabs him by the neck and prepares to launch him in to the air but Punk counters with a shot to the gut and leaps up, swinging him around 360 degrees before dropping him right on the top of his head in a sickening Powerdriver. The fans pop wildly for the move as Cybre Punk pulls himself up, obviously playing slightly possum after all, and clears the fans out at ringside, grabbing Joe by the hair and attempting to launch him over the guard rail but Joe stops him, smashing Cyber Punk in to the guard rail instead. Still suffering from being dropped on his head Joe staggers backwards and Punk charges at him, leaping up on to the apron and flying at him, nailing him with a sick variation of an Enziguri while Joe is still on his feet. Santiago drops down to his knees grabbing at his head in agony while Punk plays to the crowd now, taunting that the end is coming...
Joey: Is he doing what I think he’s doing?
Brian: He’s going to try and end it right here!!
Joey: Cyber Death Driver... BUT SANTIAGO ADVOIDES IT!
Santiago begins to get desperate, swings a spinning heel kick at CP who ducks the shot and attempts a Superkick but Joe has it scouted, grabbing his leg and smashing it against the ring post. CP screams out in pain as Joe picks up a chair and looks to hit CP again but the referee grabs the chair out of his hand. Joe Santiago screams furiously at the referee and as he turns around Punk nails him with a spear and the two begin brawling in the aisle. Joe knocks Punk down yet again and heads back toward the ring, rolling into the ring to stop a count out. And rolls back out. Where he is meet with a running Hurracarana! Cyber Punk rolls into the ring, waits for Santiago to get back to his feet he runs and nails his very own running Thriller on the Champion! He isn’t done as he picks Santiago up and sets him against the guard railing, he backs looking for another Hurracarana but Santiago reverse it and looks for a power bomb over the railing into the crowed!
Joey: Where the hell are they going?
Joe Santiago clears the fans away from a spot in the crowd. He punches the downed body of Cyber Punk, then starts to drag the former champion over to a row of chairs. Joe Santiago places the body of Cyber Punk on the chairs and punches her a few times for good measure, to make sure he stays there. Then he runs up the steps next to them and gets to the entrance way. He jumps and grabs the top of the entrance way. He pulls himself up to the top of the cement structure. Cyber Punk is still motionless down on the chairs, about twenty feet below Joe Santiago and about six feet in front. Joe stands there, then looks up to the rafters and says a silent prayer. Without any other hesitation, he jumps off nailing a picture perfect Moonsault onto the body of Cyber Punk!!!!!!!
Joey: OH MY GAAAAWWWWD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Brian: THIS PLACE JUST EXPLODED, BUT BOTH THESE STARS COULD BE DEAD!!!!
The fans are going absolutely wild and cheering “HOLY SHIT” as loud as they can.
Brian: OH MY GOD!!! Look at Weener, he is trying to see if any of these two are allright, even forgot about the ten count, JOE SANTIAGO just hit the most SUICIDAL MOVE OF THE NIGHT!!!
Santiago gets to his feet to much to the surprise of the fans in the arena, he stumbles his way to the ring, and Cyber Punk is also to his feet!
Brian: How the hell?
Joe Santiago falls over the railing and crawls his way up the steps, Cyber Punk isn’t far behind. Joe enters the ring as Cyber Punk makes his crawl up the steel steps, both look out of it as they are woobly on there feet, Cyber Punk uses what he has left to bounces along the ropes and flies towards Santiago hitting him with a Dropkick. Joe Santiago lands to the floor but quickly gets back to his feet, He executes a snap supplex and sends Cyber Punk to the mat. Joe Santiago gets Cyber Punk into a small package.
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Cyber Punk reverse it and tries his best to keep the roll up.
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Santiago reverse it with all his force one more time! The crowd gasp as they fall out their chairs.
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Santiago releases the package
Marissa Johnson: Here is your winner…AND STILL NLWF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, JOE SANTIAGO!!!
Joey: Waht a way to close Direct Hit!!!
Brian: We'll see you all next weeek!
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