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Post by Results on Jun 28, 2016 0:37:13 GMT -6
Co-Main Event UCI Rising Stars Championship Erin Fausse © vs Teddy Sol vs Mayor D. Sanchez
The crowd in the Warehouse are very pleased for this week’s special edition of Overload. Election Day as the power of the matches, and championships were in the palms of their hands. Because of them, many things have changed, and more can change to come. Now we reach to the co-main event, and the fans at ringside are banging their hands hard against the barricade.
Justin Chambers: So after everything that has transpired. Dustin Beaver retaining the Television Title, Howard Black laying the challenge down, and even Jessica Buck, oh my lord. We reach the co-main event.
Michael Stelzner: That’s right! The UCI Rising Star Championship is on the line in a Triple Threat match against David Sanchez, and Teddy Sol.
Christopher Morrell: The people in Chicago, and around the world are idiots. Two people against Erin on her first defense?! This is bullcrap! Bullcrap, and you know it!
In the ring, Heston Meeks is standing in the center of the ring with the microphone held under his chin as he gets the cue to begin with the introductions.
Ding Ding Ding!
Heston Meeks: Ladies, and gentlemen. This match is a Triple Threat match scheduled for one fall, and it is for the UCI Rising Stars Championship!
The Warehouse is silent until “Out of the Black” by Royal Blood’s slowly begin to play smoothly through the large building. David Sanchez walks out from the back into the chorus of boo’s, and hatred from the members of the large audience, standing center stage between the dual titantrons. He slowly walks down the entrance path, tightening his black, and purple MMA gloves in addition to his black knee braces, and black wrestling boots.
Heston Meeks: Introducing first! Hailing from Orange County, California. At six feet, three inches tall, weighing in at 215 pounds. He is “The Mayor of Chicago” David Sanchez!
David hangs the black T-Shirt labelled “[FEAR] Fuck Empathy” over the camera, and another angle switches to him walking up the steel steps before moving down the apron. A pause to stare at the crowd yelling at him, trying to get him off his game.
Christopher Morrell: I’m very happy that this man is the Mayor of Chicago! Election Day proved useful. Now we can have a great Rising Stars Champion!
Justin Chambers: That’s if he can out last Erin Fausse, and Teddy Sol in this Triple Threat.
While David is warming up, stretching, and throwing boxing combinations, a bass riff cuts off through the surround systems of the Warehouse, and the crowd is off their seats. Explosions of cheers compress together, and spotlights dance around the building while smoke emerges in the air on each side of the stage as “Shining Star” by Earth, Wind and Fire begins.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Teddy Sol bursts through the curtains, and stands on the stage with his hands raised. Smiling; All teeth showing to his loyal fans of Chicago who are praised to meet the man of the people. He fixes his white, and gold jacket but throws off his red sunglasses to the side. Teddy marches down to the ring, slapping his hands against the fans near the entrance path.
Heston Meeks: Introducing the second participant! Hailing from Houston, Texas! At six feet tall, weighing in at 186 pounds. He is Teddy Sol!
Teddy slides into the ring, and doesn’t even pay attention to David who is calm, and collected. He cheekily springs onto the middle turnbuckle in an unoccupied corner, and raises his hands up then throws his jacket to the fans at ringside.
Michael Stelzner: Yeah! Now if I would have chose anyone to be Rising Stars Champion, Teddy Sol is my first choice. He has everything. The heart, the passion, the skill. I hope he wins.
Christopher Morrell: Kiss-ass.
Teddy, and David are both in their established corners, and warming up for the match. The lights in the arena slowly fade to black, and boy are the fans in Chicago very strong in booing the Rising Star Champion. “Ave Maria” begins playing, and a lone spotlight is on the stage showing Erin Fausse standing with the light reflecting off the Rising Stars Title around her waist.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Erin walks down to the ring slowly, the spotlight still on her. Besides her simple attire of a white tank top, white wrestling tights, and black boots. She’s very complicated in her skills, and in the way she even looks at her contenders. Of course, a master of ignoring the crowd as they mean nothing to the Rising Stars Championship.
Heston Meeks: Introducing the final participant! Hailing from Oskaloosa, Iowa! At five feet, six inches tall, weighing in at 135 pounds. She is the UCI Rising Stars Champion, Erin Fausse!
Erin is already in the ring, and the lights revert back to normal. She stands in the corner with the Rising Stars Championship belt in her right hand, and has it held high to mock the contenders.
Justin Chambers: Here you are ladies, and gentlemen. Erin Fausse who defeated Andre Holmes, and Chase Jackson to become the UCI Rising Stars Champion, and one of the most controversial athletes. Not to mention, the first woman to win a championship in UCI is going to defend her belt for the first time.
With Heston Meeks out of the ring, lights normal, and music gone. The referee takes the championship, and raises it high in the center of the ring. Everything set in motion, and now the match is underway!
Ding Ding Ding!
Teddy, and David are ready to get it on but Erin is the big disadvantage in the physical statistics. She uses her wits to quickly leave the ring, and wait out the storm. Taking notice, Teddy shakes his head at her leaving until getting clubbed down to the mat by David who charged from behind. He falls down on his back, and Davis is clubbing down his spine continuously on the mat.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
He gets thrown up into the corner, and David is unleashing multiple clubs straight into his spine while keeping his chest against the turnbuckles. Making sure he doesn’t breathe, he runs back to the opposing corner, and rebounds off it to squash his body but more so destroying his back in the corner.
Justin Chambers: David Sanchez just took out Teddy Sol by targeting that back. He squashed him down in the corner, and took him out with a Reverse Avalanche!
Once David turns his back away, Erin slides into the ring, and tries to snatch a quick pin.
One!
Sanchez quickly rushes into her but Erin rolls out of the ring, and keep a safe distance. Smirking proudly for using her intellect, and David warns her not to do the same thing again. He helps Teddy back up to his feet, and bends him over after delivering a knee into his stomach. He throws Teddy into the ropes, and catches his body off the rebound. Delivering more pain on his back with a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker.
Michael Stelzner: Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker! Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker! Teddy’s back was nearly broken over his knee.
Erin is clapping on the outside, smiling too. Teddy is getting bombarded with stomps down on his back, and David is not letting up. He backs up, and stops a the ropes. Bent down, preparing himself to end Teddy right then, and there.
Crowd: NO! NO! NO!
Before he even gets a chance at a run, his foot is grabbed by Erin on the outside to currently distract. Back exposed to Teddy as he’s pointing at Erin telling her to fuck off until he gets rolled up on the canvas.
One!
Tw-
David kicks out, and Teddy sluggishly runs to the ropes due to the pain coursing on his back. Hopping onto the middle rope, he springboards back into the air to clothesline David down into the mat. Going for the quick pin.
One!
T--
Erin slides into the ring, and quickly grabs Teddy from off the pin to throw him through the ropes, and down to ringside.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Christopher Morrell: That’s the game plan that always works in Triple Threat matches. Let your opponents do all the work, and then get in when it’s time to win.
Michael Stelzner: Sounds more like a coward’s way out.
Christopher Morrell: Why do you always have to criticize the Rising Stars Champion?
Erin takes it upon herself to continue throwing stomps down onto David’s chest, and even flurry him on the forehead with multiple Knee Drops. Ensuring he doesn’t get back up, she runs to the ropes while he sits up, and rebounds to Basement Dropkick him in his nose again.
Justin Chambers: Nicely done Basement Dropkick by Erin Fausse!
Erin gets back on her feet, and continues to mock David. When she turns around, Teddy leaps onto the top rope, and springboards yet again in the air to Crossbody her down onto the mat. The impact is met, and he rolls off her body while David is recovering in the corner. When he stands up, he gets Dropkicked in the corner again sitting him down.
Crowd: TEDDY! TEDDY! TEDDY! TEDDY!
Teddy runs back into him but Sanchez explodes out of the corner, and underhooks Teddy’s arms while keeping his head under his pit. He Butterfly Suplexes him over, and smashes his back into the turnbuckles of the corner.
Crowd: OOOOOH!
Teddy Sol is rolling around, screaming in pain that is back is receiving before dropping down to ringside near the announcer's table.
Christopher Morrell: Hey Michael. I guess you chose wrong as you always do!
Justin Chambers: Teddy Sol was Butterfly Suplexed into the corner. One of the most known moves in David Sanchez’ arsenal. The “Who Put That There?”
Erin managed to get back on her feet, and quickly climbed up the turnbuckles after David was done messing with Teddy Sol. So Sanchez is Missile Dropkicked down into the mat by the flying Erin, and she quickly rolls out of the ring to finish off Teddy for now.
Crowd: NO! NO! NO! NO!
Teddy Sol is barely getting up. The harsh landing on the turnbuckles really caused something to hurt, and Erin quickly helps him up before shoving his spine into the steel post. The impact is sent around the Warehouse before she continues the onslaught, and barrages his back against the steel steps, sending them flying into cahoots.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Justin Chambers: Oh my god! Erin Fausse is demolishing Teddy Sol. He can barely even move let alone get up. Jesus Christ, what a vindictive woman!
She’s enjoying hurting Teddy so much that she can’t even see what’s going on. David reaches through the ropes, and drags her on top of the apron but she hugs his head, and drapes his neck over the top rope. Stepping back, she goes into the ring, and runs to him. Erin manages to get a Headscissors spiking him down on his face.
Christopher Morrell: Come on, END HIM NOW!
No time can be wasted. She gets off her feet, and goes to the corner before leaping up to the top rope. It doesn’t take a second to capture a Picture Perfect Shooting Star Splash in the center of the ring.
Michael Stelzner: HALLELUJAH! IT’S OVER! HERE’S THE PIN!
One!
Two!
Thr--
He kicks out of the pin, and Erin is now begging the referee to call it. The crowd is on their feet, and Teddy is being escorted by the ringside staff crew to the back as he’s not even moving.
Michael Stelzner: I really hope Teddy is okay but now Erin is looking to end this right now!
She quickly holds onto both his arms to start stomping but David uses his power to toss her back first into the corner. Erin is too late on recognizing the possum played by David because her own head snapped when she got a Running Yakuza Kick into her jaw!
Justin Chambers: MEDUSA’S TOUCH! NO WAY! HERE’S THE PIN!
One!
Two!
Three!
Ding Ding Ding!
Heston Meeks: Here is your winner, and the new UCI Rising Stars Champion, David Sanchez!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
David stands up on his feet, and is handed the UCI Rising Star Championship belt. He violently grabs it away from the referee, and raises it high in the center of the ring.
Christopher Morrell: See! I told you! I told you! David Sanchez is the rightful UCI Rising Star Champion! Screw you two, once the show is over, I’m celebrating with this man! |
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Post by Results on Jun 28, 2016 0:38:21 GMT -6
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Post by Results on Jun 28, 2016 0:52:14 GMT -6
Main Event
UCI World Heavyweight Championship
Ladder Warfare
Crow McMorris © vs Chase Jackson vs Andre Holmes vs Jay Omega vs The Polar Phantasm
Heston Meeks: The following is your main event and it is a LADDER WARFARE MATCH FOR THE UCI WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
The crowd lets out a mega pop as the camera pans around the ring, showing off the large assortment of ladders already set up. The opening riffs of Rise Against's Broken Mirrors hit and the hardcore smarks pop and the marks just clap along as Chase Jackson walks out from the curtain. He stops and kneels down on the top of the stage and bounces back up with his arms out and a huge smile across his face as some light pyro shoots from behind him! Chase spins 360 degrees with his arms still out and walks down the ramp shoutin' some cool things to the crowd. High fives and finger-guns to some hot chicks.
Heston Meeks: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 230 pounds...CHASE JACKSON!
Jackson jumps onto the apron of the ring and nods his head with the music before going through the ropes. From there Jackson bounces off the far ropes and comes back to the hard cam and points some more finger guns with his trademark smile. Jackson runs his hands through his hair shoving it back as he moves to his corner.
The big screen flashes to a blank screen... with a cursor? Suddenly, text appears... "Iceberg-Seven online... accessing big screen. Access granted... running program 'Polar Phantasm Entrance'." The cursor moves across the screen slowly, as if loading something... and then the screen flashes 'PHANTASM' in large frosted blue letters. "Cellphone's Dead" by Beck begins playing over the loudspeakers as two white spotlights train on the entrance. The curtain parts... and out comes the Polar Phantasm.
Heston Meeks: From New Antarctica, Nevada, weighing in at 255 pounds...THE POLAR PHANTASM!
Polar slaps a few audience members' hands on his way through the arena, then slides beneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Polar takes a quick look around the crowd... and then stares down Chase Jackson.
A slow but assuring guitar riff broken up in a DJent pattern starts playing with the lights in the arena shutting off to illuminate gray colored images of Andre Holmes on the titantron. "Relentless" by New Years Day suddenly begins with lights flashing, and dancing around highlighting different sections of the arena. He walks out from the back wearing the black hoodie over his head, his ring attire on. Cheers are increasing like giant waves on the beach to him as he stands on the center stage surveying the crowd with a big smile on his face. Walking down the entrance path, he pauses until hearing the lyrics "Tear Me Down, It Won't Build You Up...." A rise of smoke emerges behind him in single-line fashion as he stops center of the entrance path to raise his arms in the air, and a release a primal scream.
Heston Meeks: From Houston, Texas, weighing in at 201 pounds..."RELENTLESS" ANDRE HOLMES!
Afterwards, the lights return back to normal, and he walks down to the ring while mingling with some of his fans at ringside. Climbing up onto the apron, he quickly runs to leap onto the middle rope. A spotlight emerges behind him to cloak him in a silhouette with smoke pushing upwards for that shadow effect. Hopping over the top rope, he lands inside the ring to stay in an unoccupied corner where he removes his hoodie, and tosses it to the outside. Standing in an unoccupied corner, Andre warms up, and he tightens the strap on his MMA Gloves as he stares down Chase Jackson and The Polar Phantasm.
"15 Minutes" by Egypt Central hits the P.A. system and green lights strobe in random places throughout the crowd in time with the guitar. A thin layer of fog floats across the stage, and Jay Omega struts out to the top of the ramp.
Heston Meeks: From the Imperial Isle of Maritopia, weighing in at 226 pounds... JAY OMEGA!
Omega stands on the stage for a moment with his arms spread and a cocky smirk on his face, then casually makes his way down the ramp, crossing back and forth to slap hands with fans. At ringside Jay hops up onto the apron, then vaults over the ropes before crossing the ring and climbing up to the second turnbuckle. Omega poses for the crowd amidst a flickering strobe effect from thousands of camera phone flashbulbs, then drops down and leans back into the corner as he eyes up the others in the ring.
The house lights die. The sound of cawing crows now echo throughout the arena as deep purple spotlights dance across the faces of screaming, attentive fans. As the ear splitting sound of the flock reaching it's crescendo. There's a moment of silence before “Another Body Murdered”, by Faith No More and the Boo Yaa T.R.I.B.E kicks in. The relentless beat snarls while a lone purple spotlight appears on stage beneath a Infinity-tron of breakneck imagery; Kick! Wham! Cuttah! The unworthy falling victim before the might of the Murdah Musheen. A Murder of Crows! A vicious Roadkill! It's a glorious car crash of jobbers and victories as the Scarecrow finally emerges from behind the gorilla curtain, his massive form cutting a dark, brooding silhouette beneath the spotlight, a form eclipsed by smoke and light with only that luminous purple and black skull bandana visible. Still masked in shadow, Scarecrow adjusts his taped right hand and steps forward, only now gaining depth and detail as he begins his focused procession down the steel ramp. We realize now that "El Fantasma" is wearing a customized black hoodie over his fight gear. The words, "El Fantasma", are emblazoned across the back in purple.
Heston Meeks: Standing at six foot six! Weighing in at two hundred and thirty six pounds! Back from dah dead! He is...DAHHH MURDAHHH MACHINNNE, CROW McMORHISSSS!
The spotlight above follows CMAC at a measured pace, his tall frame navigating around the squared circle, eager to dissect some poor hapless bastard within. Eventually (after Crow is satisfied that his mind games are complete) dat dayum Z-Saiyan saunters over the top rope and enters the ring, removing his hoodie and bandana and throwing them at a ring hand. The Murder Machine climbs the ring post and hits a sinister crucifix pose to a MASSIVE POP. Crow soaks up the adulation for a moment before waving his opponent on. After the pop, Crow leaps down and leans his muscular back against the ring post, assuming a demeanour of nonchalance, tinged with cold, almost sociopathic, menace.
Christopher Morrell: And now that we finally have everyone in the ring we have a few quick moments to talk about this match. To win you simply have to climb a ladder and retrieve the UCI World Heavyweight Title.
Justin Chambers: There's nothing 'simple' about it though when you factor in the 4 other men trying to do the same thing. Add in the fact that there isn't just one ladder, instead there's at least a dozen of various sizes that I can count from my chair, and you have a recipe for a broken bones casserole.
Michael Stelzner: Broken bones casserole? Is that really what you wanted to say?
Justin Chambers: They can't all be gems, okay?
Inside the ring the referee has asked Crow McMorris for the UCI Title. Crow gives it a long look and then hands it over. The referee shows it to each of the challengers and then to the crowd before he takes it to the center of the ring and hooks it to a bar. With a gesture of his hand, the title is raised 15 feet into the air as all 5 men watch it go up. Chase Jackson is the first to look back down and he immediately rolls out of the ring. Jackson grabbing hold of a step ladder and he launches it into the ring like it was a lawn dart, nailing Andre Holmes in the face. Holmes drops to the mat clutching his face as Omega and Phantasm move to one side of the ring together. Crow looking back and forth between them and Jackson as he's trying to gauge the threat level. Jackson slowly pulls himself back up onto the apron, staring down everyone. Suddenly Polar and Omega split up, Omega going right at Jackson and Polar at Crow. Polar and Crow trading punches. Omega and Jackson trading punches.
Michael Stelzner: And we knew this was going to happen, Polar Phantasm and Jay Omega, Guardians till the the end of time, are working together to try and take out the others.
Omega blocks a right from Jackson and catches him in the nose with a jab before knocking him to the ground with a roundhouse to the head. On the other side of the ring Polar has just dropped Crow to the outside after an elbow to the face. The crowd pops as both men back up to the center of the ring before bumping into each other. They turn, fists raised and ready to punch until they realize who's in front of them. They lower their fists and then look up at the belt before looking back down. They nod and then take off to opposite ends of the ring before sliding out to the ground under the ropes. Both grab a ladder and it's a race back into the ring to get them set up. They're standing face to face in the center of the ring, neither wanting to throw the first blow but neither wanting to waste this opportunity. Jackson sliding in the ring behind Omega and he nails him in the back with a double dropkick to the back. Omega flies forward and his ladder connects with Polar's, shooting him backward into the corner.
Justin Chambers: Face Smasher!
Christopher Morrell: Not quite, see it was to the back of Omega, not the face.
Justin Chambers: Not the face? Sounds like your girlfriend last night.
Jackson starts to go after Omega when Andre Holmes nails him in the back with the same step ladder than Jackson threw at him earlier. Jackson stumbles forward before turning around to a second ladder shot, this one to the gut. Jackson doubled over as Holmes throws the stepladder to the mat and pulls Chase in before suplexing him onto it. Jackson rolls off of the ladder, clutching his back as Andre stands in the center of the ring trash talking him.
Christopher Morrell: Don't waste time you dummy! Get a ladder and win!
Crow McMorris now sliding back into the ring and he's in the corner waiting. Holmes realizing that he's in a ladder match and he turns to find one as Crow explodes out of the corner, looking for a lariat. But Holmes ducks it! Andre with a pele kick to the face and Crow drops to the mat. Omega now getting back up but Andre grabs him and runs him to the ropes before throwing him over the top. Andre Holmes now grabbing a ladder from the mat and he's pulling it upright. He starts up the side.
Justin Chambers: Holmes is looking to win it!
Michael Stelzner: But he needs to hurry because here comes Polar Phantasm.
Holmes halfway up the ladder as Polar jumps onto a rung and begins the climb up the other side. Holmes all the way at the top and has his fingers on the title until Phantasm shoves his arm away. Phantasm with a right hand as Holmes is forced to try and hang on. Phantasm grabs Holmes by the head and tries to slam him face first onto the top of the ladder but Holmes blocks it. Holmes and Phantasm now trying to shove each other off the ladder as Chase Jackson gets to his feet. Jackson looking up at the two men on the ladder before he grabs hold of the legs. Polar and Holmes see what's happening and try to get down but it's too late as Chase shoves it over. Polar ends up landing crotch first onto the top rope as Holmes hits the mat.
Christopher Morrell: And with that every man in attendence just grabbed their own groin and winced.
Jackson brings the ladder back upright before walking over to where Polar is still straddling the top rope. Jackson hits the ropes and tries to hit Polar with a lariat but Polar lets himself drop to the apron to avoid it. Chase turns his attention back to the ladder and he begins to climb. Chase nearly at the top when Crow appears below him, climbing up the rungs. Crow grabbing the boot of Jackson, trying to pull him back down. Jackson fighting back, trying to climb higher while dragging Crow, but Crow is weighing him down. Out of nowhere Omega slides back into the ring and charges the ladder. Omega grabs it and shoves it as hard as he can forward, sending Jackson falling backward and knocking Crow down and onto the apron. Jackson ends up crashing to the ground as the ladder bounces off the top rope, with Crow jumping off just in time to avoid it.
Michael Stelzner: Mother of god what a crash by Chase Jackson!
The crowd is going nuts as Chase is laid out in front of Andre Holmes and Polar Phantasm, both of whom are trading punches near the barricade. Crow trying to catch his breath as Omega looks out at everyone outside of the ring and then at the crowd.
Justin Chambers: Uh oh, Omega has a wild look in his eyes. What in the hell is he planning here?
Christopher Morrell: I doubt even he knows for sure but it can't end well.
Omega hits the ropes and then runs straight up the ladder that's propped up against the top rope. Omega leaping off the end and he hits a Shooting Star Press into Crow, Phantasm and Holmes. All 5 men now down as the crowd loses their shit.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Omega rolling off the pile of bodies, clutching his ribs in agony as the crowd now starts up a "U-C-I" chant.
Michael Stelzner: That was positively insane.
Christopher Morrell: More like positively idiotic. The object is to win the match by climbing the ladder, not by using your body like a human crash dummy. The only bright side for Omega after a stunt like that is that he's not the only one that looks royally jacked up at the moment.
Omega clutching at his chest as he tries to drag himself to the apron. Crow has hold of the barricade and is trying to get himself at least to his knees. Polar and Holmes are trying to crawl in opposite directions, both looking like they just ran face first into a wall. Jackson is sitting up but holding the back of his head as he looks like a man that can't remember his name. Omega at the apron and he manages to pull himself upright before sliding into the ring. He gets up to his feet and goes for the ladder, but when he sets it up it falls back over due to a bent leg. Cursing, Omega folds the ladder up and dumps it over the ropes. He grabs the other ladder still in the ring and pulls it to the center before setting it up. Crow at the barricade and he sees Omega trying to set up a ladder so he slides into the ring. Crow up to his feet and he grabs the ladder from the other side. Both men now pulling back and forth on the ladder, trying to wrestle it away from the other. Crow suddenly let go, letting Omega have control of the ladder momentarily before he delivers a Van Daminator into it, smacking Omega in the face with the steel.
Justin Chambers: Good night, what a shot to the face.
Christopher Morrell: I do believe I heard your girlfr-
Justin Chambers: Those jokes only sound funny coming from me.
Omega drops the ladder and stumbles backward before Crow pulls him in for the Murder Of Crows. Omega blocks it and tries for a Skullfucker onto the ladder. Crow with the block and then an elbow to the face. A second elbow to the face. Crow now throwing elbows with reckless abandon as Omega tries to block them, not seeing Polar slide into the ring. Polar spins Crow around and hits him with an enzuigiri to the side of the head. Crow spun around and Omega hits him dead on with a Thunderclap. Crow drops and once again Polar and Omega are left looking eye to eye.
Michael Stelzner: Oh man, here we go.
They both look up at the title over the ring and then back down at each other. With a nod they go to meet in the center of the ring when Andre Holmes slides into the ring and attacks Omega from behind. Polar goes to help when he's hit with a forearm to the back of the head from Jackson. Jackson spins Polar around and whips him into the ropes. Polar hits them, comes back and nearly gets cut in half with a massive spear. Holmes with a roundhouse kick that spins Omega around into a spear from Jackson.
Justin Chambers: Dear god, Chase Jackson is on spearing spree!
Holmes grabs hold of the stepladder while Jackson has his back turned and smashes it over his back. Chase stumbles but turns around to face Holmes. Andre goes to do it again but Chase grabs hold of the ladder and rips it from his hands. Chase throws it to the side and then goes at Andre with a right hand. Andre fires back but Chase ducks it and hits him with a shot to the gut. Chase now leading Holmes to the ropes before throwing him out of the ring. Chase following out to the ground as Polar is getting up to his feet. Polar looking around and he grabs hold of the ladder laying on the mat. Polar now setting it up as Omega and Crow are starting to stir.
Christopher Morrell: Climb! Climb you fool!
Polar climbing the ladder as the crowd gets to their feet. Crow pulling himself up using the ropes as Omega is crawling toward the ladder. Outside the ring Chase has Andre up against the announce table and now has a chair in his hands as all 3 announcers scramble. Chase swings for his head but Andre ducks it and Chase hits the table. Andre with a kidney shot before slamming Chase face first into the table. Andre now pulling Chase upright before setting him up for a belly to belly suplex. Chase blocks it by slamming a fist into Andre's ear. Andre lets go and Chase pulls him in before hitting a belly to belly of his own, sending Andre bouncing off the table and into the chairs.
Michael Stelzner: Did you see the way Andre bounced off of our table? Is he even conscious?
Back in the ring Polar has his fingertips on the belt as Crow is climbing up the same side, reaching for his boots. Omega on the other side of the ladder, trying to climb up. Chase seeing what's happening in the ring and he slides in. Chase grabs hold of Omega, who tries to fight him off by kicking backward. Crow with the boot of Polar, trying to pull him down as Polar is brushing the title with his fingers. Omega trying to crawl up the ladder with Jackson under him. Jackson now with Omega's legs on his shoulders as he's trying to lift him up. Omega reaches for the title as Jackson climbs back down to the mat, Omega on his shoulders. Polar trying to kick Crow off of him and he does. Crow hits the mat as Polar turns himself around on the ladder.
Justin Chambers: What is he doing? Climb the ladder! There's nobody there to stop you!
Polar leaps off the ladder with the Antarctican Jam onto Crow as the crowd pops. Chase still with Omega on his shoulders as he walks him toward the ropes. Suddenly Andre is on the apron, chair in hand, and Chase is defenseless to avoid taking a shot to the face. Chase turns around and stumbles forward before falling forward. Omega is able to jump off and onto the ladder as Chase hits the mat. Omega now alone on the ladder and he's scrambling to climb as Andre enters the ring. Andre with a shot to the legs of Omega and he slips down the rungs. Andre with another shot, this one to the back. Andre drops the chair and tosses Omega off to the side. Holmes now climbing the ladder but Polar is going up the other side. They meet at the top and Polar throws a right hand. Andre with a right of his own. Andre with another shot. And another. Andre hitting Polar with everything he's got and Polar finally drops down a rung. Andre looking at him and then at the title and then back at Polar.
Christopher Morrell: Andre with that look in his eye, I don't like it one bit.
Andre grabs hold of Polar, flips over and hits a sunset powerbomb onto the mat. Whether by instinct or by the impact, Polar sits back up and Andre catches him in the face with the Thrust Kick.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Michael Stelzner: MY GOD! POLAR MIGHT BE DEAD!
Crow rolls out to the ground to try and get his bearings as Andre turns around to climb the ladder, only to get with a spear from Chase. Chase sits up, a trickle of blood rolling down his face from the chair shot he took earlier, and looks up at the title.
Christopher Morrell: CHASE JACKSON IS GOING TO BE OUR NEW CHAMPION!
Chase up to his feet and he makes his way to the ladder. He starts the slow climb up as Crow is outside the ring grabbing another ladder. Crow slides in the ladder and then crawls in under the bottom rope. Chase near the top as Crow hits him in the back with the ladder. Chase slips down a rung but manages to hang on. He tries to go back up but finds his bootlaces stuck. Crow now setting up the 2nd ladder as Chase desperately tries to yank himself free. Omega stirring on the mat as Crow begins the climb up the ladder. Chase pulls with all he has and rips his laces free as he makes his way up. Both men at the top of their ladders, inches from the title. Chase with an elbow to the face. Crow nearly falls but keeps his balance before he lets off a shot of his own. Omega now getting up to his feet and he's trying to climb. Crow and Chase trading shots as Omega makes his way up slowly. Omega at the top and now he's firing off shots at both men.
Justin Chambers: These guys have taken more punishment than a normal person can handle, how are they not dead from exhaustion yet?
As those 3 fight on, Andre gets to his feet and makes his way to the ladder. Andre making the climb up the only free side before joining in on the fight. Both ladders begin shaking from all the movement as the crowd gets to their feet.
Michael Stelzner: Polar!
Polar Phantasm is up on his feet and he sees everyone going for the belt. Polar rushes the ladders and hits the first one with his whole body. Everyone tries to hang on and keep their ladder steady as Polar continues to try knocking both over. Finally they begin to tip over and everyone is forced to bail except for Crow, who jumps and grabs hold of the title. Andre is the only one to land on his feet and he immediately hits Polar with a Thrust Kick. Crow dangling in the air with a death grip on the title.
Justin Chambers: Holy shit, how is that belt not coming loose?
Andre trying to jump and grab the legs of Crow to pull him back down to the mat, but Chase catches him in mid-air with a spear. Chase now grabbing hold of Crow's legs as he's desperately trying to pull the belt. Finally it gives way and Crow lands on top of Chase, World Title in hand.
Michael Stelzner: CROW MCMORRIS WINS! HE RETAINS THE UCI WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!
The referee slides into the ring and raises Crow's arm as he tries to keep himself on his feet. The others all roll out of the ring in frustration as "Another Body Murdered" hits the speakers.
Justin Chambers: After an absolutely brutal battle against 4 other men, Crow McMorris is walking out of Election Day still the UCI World Heavyweight Champion.
Christopher Morrell: I can't believe the carnage that we just witnessed. None of these guys are going to be the same after tonight.
Crow drops to his knees in exhaustion as he lays the title out in front of him. The crowd is applauding everyone when suddenly his music cuts.
Michael Stelzner: What the hell?
"Am I Evil" by Metallica hits the speakers as the crowd looks on baffled. Everyone in and around the ring is trying to figure out what's happening as a figure steps out from the curtain.
Christopher Morrell: WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE?!
The crowd lets out a definite mixed reaction at the appearance of Jayson Price. Dressed in a suit and with a bottle of champagne in hand, Price makes his way to the ring.
Michael Stelzner: This is a man that is by no means a stranger to any of us. One of the most decorated wrestlers of the last decade. A man that's had a history with guys like Jay Omega, Crow McMorris, Andre Holmes, Polar Phantasm and so many others in UCI.
Justin Chambers: Crow's face says it all, this is not someone we were expecting here tonight.
Price takes the ring steps up onto the apron and then steps through the ropes as Crow gathers up his title and gets to his feet. Crow looking like he's ready for a fight as he raises a fist but Price simply puts a hand up. He then pops the bottle of champagne and then takes a swig before offering it to Crow, who doesn't seem to know what to say or do.
Christopher Morrell: I already asked it but I'll ask it again, what the hell is he doing here?
Crow demanding answers as Price looks around at the crowd and the faces outside the ring.
Justin Chambers: Oh god. You don't think....he couldn't be. Right?
Michael Stelzner: Gentlemen, I-
Christopher Morrell: Don't you even dare say it.
Michael Stelzner: I think we may be looking at the new General Manager of UCI.
Price takes another swig of champagne before he grabs the arm of Crow and raises it into the air. His music continues to play as Election Day fades out. |
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