Post by Dominic Reynolds on May 14, 2012 3:36:09 GMT -5
Pre-PPV Match up.
Jamine Creed Vs Ace
The match starts off with both guys trying to gain control of each other and out power each other in early off in the match off. Jamine Creed comes out witha big boot to the face and mounts Ace for a barrage of punches to the face. Jamine goes for the pinfall but before the referee begings to count Ace has already kicked out. Jamine lifts him up and clotheslines Ace, he lifts him again and clotheslines him again and heaves him up and irish whips Ace into the ropes as he comes back he get toe kicked in the stomache and as he goes for another clothesline Ace doges and starts to fire back with some left hand punches to Jamine. Jamine starts to stagger backwards and Ace capitalizes and goes for a DDT planting Jamine on the Canvas. Ace goes for the pin but kicks out at a one count. Jamine Creed rolls over and springs back to life catching ace of guard launching him with an uppercut followed by a leg sweep making Ace fall flat on his face again. Jamine swoops in and locks his arm with his legs and grasps his neck in a choke hold locking in the submission hold in full power as Ace squeels in pain and inches for the ropes. Ace zeros in on the velvet ropes and aims to grasp them but jamine puts more strengh in the choke hold stealing the breath from Ace as he can't take the pain no more and taps. The referee singles the bell and declares Jamine Creed the winner.
Winner - Jamine Creed via Sumbission Hold.
Thy WWE Presents: Supremacy!
Date: 5-13-2012
Live from: Joe Lewis Arena, Detroit, Michigan
Phil Latio: Welcome to Supremacy! I am Phil Latio and next to me is my partner Don Chuckles!
Don Chuckles: Phil, we have a wonderful show tonight! I am glad to be here man.
Phil Latio: The first match we have for tonight is Mchael Shane and HBK going up against Hart and POT!
Match One: Michael Shane & HBK vs. Bret Hart & POT (Tag Team Number One Contenders)
The crowd is abuzz as Michael Shane and POT start this off with the typical lock-up. The are fighting to get dominance and start off the match, as Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels try to get the crowd behind their teams.
Phil Latio: The crowd is primed for the a detonation! Is it gonna be HBK and Hart who destroy each other, or will they destroy their team mates?
Don Chuckles: A good question that will be answered soon enough...
Cena is able to push Michael Shane off, and gets some hard punches to Shane. Michael is able to shake Bob off, and then gets in some punches. Now they begin trading punches, both stumbling slightly as the punches get harder, until Shane backs off. POT bounces off the ropes sends Michael down to the mat with a shoulder block.
Don Chuckles: Huh, well it looks like Bob's got the advantage in the early going right about now!
Shane is back up in no time, but gets another shoulder block. Then, when he finally stands and isn't taken out with a shoulder block, he is able to dodge a spear. Cena is able to stop himself in time, but Shane is able to take the chance and begins wailing on POT. The crowd is wondering when HBK and Hart will come into the play, as they haven't seemed to so much as look in each other's direction.
Bob is trapped in the corner as Shane takes it all out on him. Shane backs up, and runs up and clotheslines Cena. He backs up, smirking, when HBK slaps him in the back and gets in the ring.
The crowd begins buzzing as they stare at each other intently. But another cheer rises from the crowd when Bob is able to tag Bret Hart in.
Phil Latio: Oh god.......
Don Chuckle: Here we go! Here we go!
They stare each other down, the crowd primed, ready for the moment.....
Michaels hits first! Bret reciprocates! The crowd detonates as the two legends begin their battle.
Phil Latio: Michaels! Hart! Michaels! Hart! Michaels! Hart! Michaels! Hart!
Bret begins to send a barrage of punches towards Shawn, who backs up. Hart gives Shawn some breathing room, and then lets him have another one. But Michaels uses his superior speed. They go back and forth for a little bit, the crowd cheering at every move. This back and forth action culminates with Bret Hart flipping HBK to his back and trying to go for the Sharpshooter. HBK is able to stop it from happening, but soon he has to give in and Hart locks in the Sharpshooter.
For two minutes, HBK is close to submitting as the crowd waits for it.... will Hart and POT win it? HBK seems very close to losing it. But Shawn is able to reverse it, and hooks Bret up in a small package.
1................2........................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Winners of the Match: Michael Shane and Shawn Michaels!
The crowd is shocked as both men stare at each other intently. HBK shakes his head and slides out of the ring.
Phil Latio: What a good back and fourth match up!
Don Chuckles: Great way to begin a PPV Phil.
Phil Latio: I agree Don! Next we have Randy Orton, the Viper
taking on Jax Sykes!
Match Two: Randy Orton vs Jax Sykes
‘When Everyday's The Weekend’ By Asking Alexandria comes on as Jax Sykes walk’s out to mostly all boo’s. Walking down the ramp he shouts at a few of the fan’s before entering the ring and waiting for Randy.
When 'Voices' By Rev Theory comes on over the PA system causing the crowd to erupt into a unison of cheers all rising to their feet. Randy walks out from behind the curtain and smirks slightly whilst Jax who is in the ring leans over the ropes shouting for the fan’s to shut up.
Randy takes this opportunity and runs down the ramp sliding into the ring and attacking with a European Uppercut. Getting the first move in Randy goes to work fitting the Orton Stomps onto the downed Jax before posing as Jax gets up.
Phil Latio: What a cheap move!
Don Chuckle: Smart move!
But before he can do anything Randy Thesz Presses him followed by multiple punches to the forehead. Before letting up as Jax gets to his feet quickly Mule kicking Randy causing him to fall to the mat, Jax then stomps on Randy’s head as the crowd chant Randy. Jax then picks Randy up and Powerbombs him, laughing at the crowd.
Jax then picks Randy back up and goes for the enzurigi. Then for the pin cover
….1…………………….2………………Kickout!
Don Chuckles: So close!
Jax gets back to his feet and then hit’s multiple punches to the mid-section of Randy before picking him up and going for the Loyal, hitting it perfectly he goes for another Pin
………1………………..2……………….thr no kickout!
Jax then gets up in the face of the ref arguing with him over the two pin counts, not noticing that Randy is stirring with the crowd supporting him, chanting his name Randy manages to get to his feet, Jax then turns around into a dropkick which sends him to the mat.
Allowing Randy to catch his breath, as Jax then stirs and tries to get up Randy steps back before running and Punting him directly in the skull before waiting for him to stir.
Jax eventually gets up and turns around into a RKO!
Hitting the RKO like perfection Randy then goes for the pin cover whilst the crowd are on their feet cheering Randy.
Phil Latio: It's over! He isn't kicking out of the RKO!
………1……………………….2…………………..3!
Randy gets up as the crowd go ballistic the ref calls for the bell and raises Randy’s hand as Voices replays over the PA System as Randy smirks into the crowd, nodding then heads backstage. Whilst the ref checks on Jax who hasn’t stirred.
When Randy makes it to the back Jax stir’s as his music plays and he slowly dazedly walks backstage to the very loud boos of the crowd.
Winner of the Match: Randy Orton!
Don Chuckles: The Viper wins! Great win for him!
Phil Latio: Jax put up a fight but nothing is worse than a RKO!
Don Chuckles; Up next we have Jeff Hardy taking on the Game, Triple H!
Match Three; Triple H vs Jeff Hardy!
Steve Cruise: This next bout is set for one fall!!! Making his way to the ring, JEFFFFFF HARDYYYYYY!!!
Hardy gets amixed reaction as he walks out to the ramp. At his side is Shannon Moore
Don: I like this guy Phil!
Phil: Of course ya do, he’s a weirdo,just like you! Freak!
TIME TO PLAY THE GAMEEE!!!!!!!
Triple H also walks out a huge reaction. He just looks down at the ring into Jeffs eyes, water bottle in hand
Phil: The cerebral assassin, The Game! This man is a true legend, 15 time World Champion! He is The King of Kings.
As he does his signature water-spit, the commentators continue to joke around until the ring bell tolls and the match begins. Both men lock up. HHH soon gains the advantage due to his size and weight difference. Jeff bounces HHH off the rope and goes for a flying cross body. Triple H ducks it and locks in another headlock
Don: This is genius from The King, slowing down the match, breaking up Hardys offensive style!
Shannon Moore whacks his hands of the ring apron, trying to get some momentum going. The crowd joins in and seemingly feeding off the energy, Jeff reaches the ropes. HHH is forced to break the counr. He irish whips Jeff into the corner and goes for a clothesline. Hardy ducks and as HHH staggers outta the corner, he hits him perfectly with a Mule kick. He goes for a quick cover but HHH kicks out at two. HHH looks to get up with the help of the ropes, but Hardy, sensing an advantage hits him with a Baseball Slide. Triple H falls to the outside and The Extreme Enigma capitilizes with a Suicide Dive thru the ropes
Phil: Vintage Hardy!
As HHH struggles to his feet, Hardy leaps to the top of the barricade as the ref begins the count. As the ref reaches two and HHH gets to his feet, Hardy hits a picture perfect clothesline from the barricade! The ref continues his count and gets to five before hardy rolls The Game back into the ring for a nearfall. As HHH, groggy from the fast action of Hardy gets to his feet, Hardy kicks him in the mid-section and attempts a Twist Of Fate, but HHH powers out and hits The Extreme Enigma with a huge clothesline! He picks Hardy up and bounces him off the ropes and hits an atomic drop. He repeats the process, this time hiting a huge spinebuster! He goes for a cover
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KICKOUT!
HHH cant believe and sgoes to throw Hardy into the turnbuckle but, as Hardy is flying toward the turnbuckle, he leaps on it and
hits...
Don: WHISPER IN THE WIND!
Phil: Cover!
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3! NOOOOO!! HHH kicks out!
Hardy again climbs to the top and signals the end. He goes for a Swanton, but The King Of Kings rolls out of the way, and, as Hardy gets to his feet holding his back, kicks Hardy in the gut and....
PEDIGREEEEE!!
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3!!!!!!!!
Phil: Its over! What a match, one of the best all year!
Winner of the Match: Triple H!
The camera fades to an ad break with HHH celeberating inside the ring and Shannon Moore consoling Jeff outside of it.
Phil Latio: Triple H is victorious!
Don Chuckles: Jeff, I swear he had it!
Phil Latio: He almost won but almost doesn't count.
Don Chuckle: Only in Horse Shoe?
Phil Latio: Yep! Next we have a elimination match for the TV title!
Match Four: (Televison Championship) Mark Greenburg vs vs Danny Daniels vs K. Orton vs Stalker Knight
Thy WWE Television Championship
[/size][/u][/b][/i]Jamine Creed Vs Ace
The match starts off with both guys trying to gain control of each other and out power each other in early off in the match off. Jamine Creed comes out witha big boot to the face and mounts Ace for a barrage of punches to the face. Jamine goes for the pinfall but before the referee begings to count Ace has already kicked out. Jamine lifts him up and clotheslines Ace, he lifts him again and clotheslines him again and heaves him up and irish whips Ace into the ropes as he comes back he get toe kicked in the stomache and as he goes for another clothesline Ace doges and starts to fire back with some left hand punches to Jamine. Jamine starts to stagger backwards and Ace capitalizes and goes for a DDT planting Jamine on the Canvas. Ace goes for the pin but kicks out at a one count. Jamine Creed rolls over and springs back to life catching ace of guard launching him with an uppercut followed by a leg sweep making Ace fall flat on his face again. Jamine swoops in and locks his arm with his legs and grasps his neck in a choke hold locking in the submission hold in full power as Ace squeels in pain and inches for the ropes. Ace zeros in on the velvet ropes and aims to grasp them but jamine puts more strengh in the choke hold stealing the breath from Ace as he can't take the pain no more and taps. The referee singles the bell and declares Jamine Creed the winner.
Winner - Jamine Creed via Sumbission Hold.
Thy WWE Presents: Supremacy!
Date: 5-13-2012
Live from: Joe Lewis Arena, Detroit, Michigan
Phil Latio: Welcome to Supremacy! I am Phil Latio and next to me is my partner Don Chuckles!
Don Chuckles: Phil, we have a wonderful show tonight! I am glad to be here man.
Phil Latio: The first match we have for tonight is Mchael Shane and HBK going up against Hart and POT!
Match One: Michael Shane & HBK vs. Bret Hart & POT (Tag Team Number One Contenders)
The crowd is abuzz as Michael Shane and POT start this off with the typical lock-up. The are fighting to get dominance and start off the match, as Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels try to get the crowd behind their teams.
Phil Latio: The crowd is primed for the a detonation! Is it gonna be HBK and Hart who destroy each other, or will they destroy their team mates?
Don Chuckles: A good question that will be answered soon enough...
Cena is able to push Michael Shane off, and gets some hard punches to Shane. Michael is able to shake Bob off, and then gets in some punches. Now they begin trading punches, both stumbling slightly as the punches get harder, until Shane backs off. POT bounces off the ropes sends Michael down to the mat with a shoulder block.
Don Chuckles: Huh, well it looks like Bob's got the advantage in the early going right about now!
Shane is back up in no time, but gets another shoulder block. Then, when he finally stands and isn't taken out with a shoulder block, he is able to dodge a spear. Cena is able to stop himself in time, but Shane is able to take the chance and begins wailing on POT. The crowd is wondering when HBK and Hart will come into the play, as they haven't seemed to so much as look in each other's direction.
Bob is trapped in the corner as Shane takes it all out on him. Shane backs up, and runs up and clotheslines Cena. He backs up, smirking, when HBK slaps him in the back and gets in the ring.
The crowd begins buzzing as they stare at each other intently. But another cheer rises from the crowd when Bob is able to tag Bret Hart in.
Phil Latio: Oh god.......
Don Chuckle: Here we go! Here we go!
They stare each other down, the crowd primed, ready for the moment.....
Michaels hits first! Bret reciprocates! The crowd detonates as the two legends begin their battle.
Phil Latio: Michaels! Hart! Michaels! Hart! Michaels! Hart! Michaels! Hart!
Bret begins to send a barrage of punches towards Shawn, who backs up. Hart gives Shawn some breathing room, and then lets him have another one. But Michaels uses his superior speed. They go back and forth for a little bit, the crowd cheering at every move. This back and forth action culminates with Bret Hart flipping HBK to his back and trying to go for the Sharpshooter. HBK is able to stop it from happening, but soon he has to give in and Hart locks in the Sharpshooter.
For two minutes, HBK is close to submitting as the crowd waits for it.... will Hart and POT win it? HBK seems very close to losing it. But Shawn is able to reverse it, and hooks Bret up in a small package.
1................2........................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Winners of the Match: Michael Shane and Shawn Michaels!
The crowd is shocked as both men stare at each other intently. HBK shakes his head and slides out of the ring.
Phil Latio: What a good back and fourth match up!
Don Chuckles: Great way to begin a PPV Phil.
Phil Latio: I agree Don! Next we have Randy Orton, the Viper
taking on Jax Sykes!
Match Two: Randy Orton vs Jax Sykes
‘When Everyday's The Weekend’ By Asking Alexandria comes on as Jax Sykes walk’s out to mostly all boo’s. Walking down the ramp he shouts at a few of the fan’s before entering the ring and waiting for Randy.
When 'Voices' By Rev Theory comes on over the PA system causing the crowd to erupt into a unison of cheers all rising to their feet. Randy walks out from behind the curtain and smirks slightly whilst Jax who is in the ring leans over the ropes shouting for the fan’s to shut up.
Randy takes this opportunity and runs down the ramp sliding into the ring and attacking with a European Uppercut. Getting the first move in Randy goes to work fitting the Orton Stomps onto the downed Jax before posing as Jax gets up.
Phil Latio: What a cheap move!
Don Chuckle: Smart move!
But before he can do anything Randy Thesz Presses him followed by multiple punches to the forehead. Before letting up as Jax gets to his feet quickly Mule kicking Randy causing him to fall to the mat, Jax then stomps on Randy’s head as the crowd chant Randy. Jax then picks Randy up and Powerbombs him, laughing at the crowd.
Jax then picks Randy back up and goes for the enzurigi. Then for the pin cover
….1…………………….2………………Kickout!
Don Chuckles: So close!
Jax gets back to his feet and then hit’s multiple punches to the mid-section of Randy before picking him up and going for the Loyal, hitting it perfectly he goes for another Pin
………1………………..2……………….thr no kickout!
Jax then gets up in the face of the ref arguing with him over the two pin counts, not noticing that Randy is stirring with the crowd supporting him, chanting his name Randy manages to get to his feet, Jax then turns around into a dropkick which sends him to the mat.
Allowing Randy to catch his breath, as Jax then stirs and tries to get up Randy steps back before running and Punting him directly in the skull before waiting for him to stir.
Jax eventually gets up and turns around into a RKO!
Hitting the RKO like perfection Randy then goes for the pin cover whilst the crowd are on their feet cheering Randy.
Phil Latio: It's over! He isn't kicking out of the RKO!
………1……………………….2…………………..3!
Randy gets up as the crowd go ballistic the ref calls for the bell and raises Randy’s hand as Voices replays over the PA System as Randy smirks into the crowd, nodding then heads backstage. Whilst the ref checks on Jax who hasn’t stirred.
When Randy makes it to the back Jax stir’s as his music plays and he slowly dazedly walks backstage to the very loud boos of the crowd.
Winner of the Match: Randy Orton!
Don Chuckles: The Viper wins! Great win for him!
Phil Latio: Jax put up a fight but nothing is worse than a RKO!
Don Chuckles; Up next we have Jeff Hardy taking on the Game, Triple H!
Match Three; Triple H vs Jeff Hardy!
Steve Cruise: This next bout is set for one fall!!! Making his way to the ring, JEFFFFFF HARDYYYYYY!!!
Hardy gets amixed reaction as he walks out to the ramp. At his side is Shannon Moore
Don: I like this guy Phil!
Phil: Of course ya do, he’s a weirdo,just like you! Freak!
TIME TO PLAY THE GAMEEE!!!!!!!
Triple H also walks out a huge reaction. He just looks down at the ring into Jeffs eyes, water bottle in hand
Phil: The cerebral assassin, The Game! This man is a true legend, 15 time World Champion! He is The King of Kings.
As he does his signature water-spit, the commentators continue to joke around until the ring bell tolls and the match begins. Both men lock up. HHH soon gains the advantage due to his size and weight difference. Jeff bounces HHH off the rope and goes for a flying cross body. Triple H ducks it and locks in another headlock
Don: This is genius from The King, slowing down the match, breaking up Hardys offensive style!
Shannon Moore whacks his hands of the ring apron, trying to get some momentum going. The crowd joins in and seemingly feeding off the energy, Jeff reaches the ropes. HHH is forced to break the counr. He irish whips Jeff into the corner and goes for a clothesline. Hardy ducks and as HHH staggers outta the corner, he hits him perfectly with a Mule kick. He goes for a quick cover but HHH kicks out at two. HHH looks to get up with the help of the ropes, but Hardy, sensing an advantage hits him with a Baseball Slide. Triple H falls to the outside and The Extreme Enigma capitilizes with a Suicide Dive thru the ropes
Phil: Vintage Hardy!
As HHH struggles to his feet, Hardy leaps to the top of the barricade as the ref begins the count. As the ref reaches two and HHH gets to his feet, Hardy hits a picture perfect clothesline from the barricade! The ref continues his count and gets to five before hardy rolls The Game back into the ring for a nearfall. As HHH, groggy from the fast action of Hardy gets to his feet, Hardy kicks him in the mid-section and attempts a Twist Of Fate, but HHH powers out and hits The Extreme Enigma with a huge clothesline! He picks Hardy up and bounces him off the ropes and hits an atomic drop. He repeats the process, this time hiting a huge spinebuster! He goes for a cover
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KICKOUT!
HHH cant believe and sgoes to throw Hardy into the turnbuckle but, as Hardy is flying toward the turnbuckle, he leaps on it and
hits...
Don: WHISPER IN THE WIND!
Phil: Cover!
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3! NOOOOO!! HHH kicks out!
Hardy again climbs to the top and signals the end. He goes for a Swanton, but The King Of Kings rolls out of the way, and, as Hardy gets to his feet holding his back, kicks Hardy in the gut and....
PEDIGREEEEE!!
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3!!!!!!!!
Phil: Its over! What a match, one of the best all year!
Winner of the Match: Triple H!
The camera fades to an ad break with HHH celeberating inside the ring and Shannon Moore consoling Jeff outside of it.
Phil Latio: Triple H is victorious!
Don Chuckles: Jeff, I swear he had it!
Phil Latio: He almost won but almost doesn't count.
Don Chuckle: Only in Horse Shoe?
Phil Latio: Yep! Next we have a elimination match for the TV title!
Match Four: (Televison Championship) Mark Greenburg vs vs Danny Daniels vs K. Orton vs Stalker Knight
Thy WWE Television Championship
The pay per view live actions returns after a video promo hyping the competitors in tonight's match up for the Television Title; K. Orton, Mark Greenburg, Danny Daniels, and Stalker Knight. All four men are in the ring, each waiting eagerly in their corner for the bell to ring. The referee raises the title into the air for the crowd to see the prize these four men will battle for tonight.
Don Chuckles: I'm pumped for this four way elimination match tonight Phil.
Phil Latio: So am I Don, we have four young superstars, eager and hungry for a taste of championship gold here in Thy WWE. I expect this match to be very exciting
Don Chuckles: I agree. These men have been presented with a great opportunity to claim the vacant Television Championship, a great stepping stone to launch their careers.
DING DING DING!![/b]
All four men step out from their corners towards the center of the ring, and pause for a split second. Mark Greenburg catches K. Orton's eye, and motions him over for a moment in hushed discussion. They share a knowing smile, and immediately rush forward. Danny Daniels is knocked back with a wild haymaker from Greenburg, and then KO and Mark begin to throw kicks and punches at Stalker until he falls to the ground, and they continue to stomp on him.
Don Chuckles: An early alliance here
Phil Latio: We'll see how it plays out, and how long it lasts
Danny Daniels gets up and gets a leaping superman punch in the face by KO, and Daniels stumbles backwards, turning, right into the Saints Row Superkick by Greenburg. Stalker gets to his feet, but KO saw it before he rose to his feet. KO comes running after bouncing off the ropes, jumps into the air and hits the Quick Impact DDT on Stalker. Greenburg hooks the leg and covers Daniels, while KO covers Stalker. The referee looks at them both, not sure which one to count, and simply shrugs, kneeling down and hitting the mat with both hands.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
Danny Daniels and Stalker Knight ELIMINATED!!
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Don Chuckles: My goodness, that was fast!
Phil Latio: I've never seen anything like it before in this type of match. This has turned into a singles match up quickly!
Don Chuckles: I suppose the results for Danny Daniels and Stalker Knight reflect how prepared they were for this match.
After their opponents have rolled out of the ring, Mark Greenburg and K. Orton come to the center of the ring, staring at each other, the larger Greenburg towering over KO.
Don Chuckles: Big height difference here. The six foot ten Greenburg has six inches, a half foot over Orton, and maybe fifty pounds as well.
Phil Latio: That may be true, and he has an obvious power advantage. The question though, is can he keep up with the much faster and agile Orton?
Don Chuckles: We'll see, but Orton needs to make sure he doesn't get fully caught with a blow, it could end his night early.
KO and Greenburg lock up in the middle of the ring, and Greenburg, after a very brief struggle, pushes KO into the corner. The ref tells Greenburg to back off, and he puts his hands in the air in compliance, but it is a ruse, as he suddenly throws a powerful hook aimed straight for KO's jaw, looking to shatter it. KO, however, is not there when the fist comes forward, slipping out of the corner and behind Greenburg. KO rolls Mark up from behind in a schoolboy pin, but Greenburg kicks out at one and a half.
Phil Latio: It's not going to be that easy apparently!
Greenburg gets to his feet and KO goes on the offensive with kicks to the midsection, followed by three quick jabs, driving Greenburg into the corner. Greenburg responds with a hard shove to the chest, sending KO sprawling backwards. KO rolls through with the momentum, coming up to his feet. As he gets to his feet, Greenburg rushes forward and nearly beheads him with a big boot. It almost nails KO squarely in the nose, but he leaned back slightly, catching it full in the chest and sends him crashing to the mat. Greenburg comes forward and drops an elbow across the chest of KO, followed by a cover, and a kickout at two.
Don Chuckles: The Prince of Darkness takes the early advantage. KO was lucky, that boot was headed straight towards his head.
Phil Latio: Not lucky Don, just instinctive. Good evasive move by Orton, despite getting hit.
KO gets up, and Mark whips him to the ropes, but telegraphs his move, bending down a fraction of a second too early for a back body drop, and gets a kick to the face for his efforts, followed by a spinning back fist, which staggers the big man. KO runs to the ropes, bounces off, and Greenburg goes for another boot, but KO ducks and bounces off the other side of the ring. Coming off the rebound, KO leaps into the air for a spinning wheel kick, but Greenburg catches him and drops his back onto his knee with a brutal backbreaker. Instead of releasing him, Mark Greenburg keeps his grip, pulls him back up, and drops him with a sidewalk slam. He looks the leg and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Don Chuckles: A kickout at two. I have to tell you Phil, this Mark Greenburg is quite an intimidating figure.
Phil Latio: Not to mention accomplished. For a man his size, he is actually quite athletic. It's not all just brute force.
Don Chuckles: That's true. He was a multi-sport athlete in high school and college, and was quite dominant there, leading his team to a few national championships. This guy knows how to win.
With KO on the mat, Greenburg slips to the side and applies a side headlock on KO, trying to wear his opponent down. KO struggles and reaches and crawls to the ropes, but his larger opponent keeps him secure, dragging him back to negate any progress he makes towards the ropes.
Don Chuckles: KO reaching for the ropes, and he's having a hard time getting to them. He won't be able to out muscle Greenburg.
Phil Latio: Let's talk about KO here for a moment, before he fades and passes out. Greenburg has had some success in other sports, but KO is not without his former glories either. He wrestled in the independent circuit for awhile...
Don Chuckles: You follow the indies?
Phil Latio: Yes, I do. KO actually has quite the resume, winning tag team and singles gold in various promotions before being scouted by Thy WWE and signed.
Don Chuckles: Indeed? Well, he has a chance here tonight to win singles gold in the big leagues, that is of course if he can get out of this headlock.
As if prophetic, KO starts to work his way to his feet, but Greenburg uses his body weight to press him back down to the mat. Abandoning the idea of crawling, KO is able to flip his body around, and catch Greenburg in a head scissors, and wriggles free. Both men get to their feet, but KO is the quicker of the two. KO rushes to the ropes, and Greenburg pursues, but quickly regrets it, as KO springboards off the ropes, turns 180 degrees in the air, and hits a flying springboard spinning elbow right into the jaw of Greenburg, and both men lie on the mat, catching their breath.
Don Chuckles: Wow! What a move by Orton!
Phil Latio: It bought him some time to recover. The first one to get up will have a definite advantage. Let's show the replay of that move that rocked Greenburg. I bet he is seeing stars right now!
The referee begins a ten count, and both men slowly drag themselves to their feet, the count being broken at six. KO jumps forward with a superman punch that he did earlier on Danny Daniels, and Greenburg staggers backwards. KO advances forward, firing off a spinning roundhouse kick and a spinning backfist. Greenburg stumbles backwards even more, leaning against the ropes.
Don Chuckles: What a flurry by The Prodigy! The big man has almost fallen!
Phil Latio: He may just be out on his feet, I don't think he knows where he is right now!
Orton, his brow furrowed in concentration, continues to advance forward like a silent killer, and explodes into action, leaping into the air with a picture perfect dropkick, sending Mark Greenburg tumbling over the ropes to the outside. KO leaps over the top rope onto the ring apron, turning a half circle, his back facing the outside of the ring.
Don Chuckles: Is he doing what I think he is?
Phil Latio: I sure hope not! He has the advantage, don't risk it KO!
Orton looks back at Greenburg, who is getting to his feet. He leaps straight up, bounces off the ropes, and flings himself backwards with a Shawn Michaels-esque moonsault. Thousands of camera flashes are seen, capturing this moment as K.Orton gets "caught up in the lights". Greenburg steps to the side, and swats KO down hard to the outside of the ring.
Phil Latio: Orton just took a big time risk and it did not pay off!
Greenburg picks up the broken heap of body that is KO, and whips him hard into the steel steps, crashing into them like a rag doll with enough force to dislodge the steps. Orton's head had hit the edge of the steps, and as the camera angle switches, we can see a large gash in his forehead, a river of blood pouring down his face.
Phil Latio: Oh my god...he's been busted wide open, and is losing alot of blood.
Don Chuckles: This is getting really ugly Phil
He picks up KO's unmoving form and rolls him into the ring. Instead of immediately pinning him, he walks to the other end of the ring and waits patiently. KO uses the ropes to get back to his feet, and in defiance he gestures to Mark Greenburg to bring it on, and receives what he asked for, as Greenburg comes running across the ring like a freight train and drills him hard with a devastating spear. He pins KO, not even bothering to hook the leg.
ONE!
Don Chuckles: He's not even moving. He needs to get medical attention immediately.
TWO!
Phil Latio: It's over, we have a Television Champion and a man needing to go to the hospital.
THR-
Orton puts his foot on the bottom rope.
Don Chuckles: How did KO even have the presence of mind to do that? I thought he was out cold!
Phil Latio: This is only delaying the inevitable. Somebody stop the damn match before Greenburg ends his career!
The referee tells Greenburg to back off, while he checks on KO. The referee looks towards the backstage area past the ramp, but KO weakly lifts his head, and shakes it in denial of the referees wishes. He gets to his feet with a great struggle, and puts his fists up in a fighting stance, advancing towards Greenburg. At this point the bleeding has not stopped, his face and chest covered in shiny wet crimson. The referee tries to confirm KO's decision, and he gives it in the response of coming forward and hitting a surprised Greenburg with two jabs followed by a right cross. Greenburg's eyes narrow, and grabs KO by the throat. He lifts him up and drops him with the Angel Slam. He looks down and shakes his head at KO in disbelief, and covers him for the final time.
Don Chuckles: Thank god, it's over.
ONE!
TWO!
THR- NO!
Phil Latio: What the hell?!
Don Chuckles: What does it take to put this guy down?
Phil Latio: He really wants this Don, he wants to prove his place here in Thy WWE, but at what cost?
Don Chuckles: It's not worth it kid! Stay down, and live to fight another day!
Mark Greenburg finally snaps, stomping on KO mercilessly about the head and torso. Greenburg points to the corner, and walks over, climbing the ropes. He signals for a diving head butt, seeking to finish the job and crush his skull. In one last act, fueled by pure instinct and adrenaline, KO leaps up and jumps onto the ropes, causing Greenburg to fall, racking himself on the turnbuckle, taking the wind right out of him. With the leaping he bounces off them, and throws himself out to the turnbuckle flying through the air, in a last ditch desperation effort. It is unknown whether it is luck or skill or a combination of the two, he manages to wrap his legs around Greenburg's head, spin around, hook the neck, and fall backwards with Mark, planting him with a tremendous DDT that makes Greenburg's neck and head impact at a sicking angle.
Don Chuckles: Holy shit!
Phil Latio: Greenburg's neck could be broken! Both men are down and out, this match cannot continue!
The medical team comes rushing down, but not before KO manages to weakly drape an arm over Greenburg's chest.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!!
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Here is your winner, and the NEW Thy WWE Television Champion...The Prodigy K. Orton!
Don Chuckles: KO did it! Overcoming a brutal beating, The Prodigy has finally won singles gold with a great show of heart and courage! All of his hard work has finally paid off! I thought Greenburg had it for sure. What a match by these two amazing competitors.
Phil Latio: It may be a bittersweet victory, I don't know the extent of the damage done here tonight...wait a minute...
Mark Greenburg gets up off the mat, the medical staff now taking a look at KO, and getting him onto a stretcher. Greenburg rolls out of the ring, and grabs the Television title near the timekeeper's table. As Orton is being hauled up the ramp on the stretcher, Greenburg walks over to him, shakes his head again. In a sign of respect, he puts the title on KO's chest, and walks backstage. Orton manages to grip the title, and raise it into the air as he is taken backstage.
Phil Latio: Wow! What a match and KO finally wins a title! Congratulations young man!
Don Chuckles: I lost twenty dollars..
Phil Latio: What?
Don Chuckles: I put my money on Mark and he didn't win.
Phil Latio: Mark will get his turn in the future! But this is KO's time to shine!
Don Chuckles: I hope so. Well folks, up next is our main event!
Phil Latio: And it's first our world heavy weight championship!
Match Event (World Championship): Jacob Senn vs Alex Kendall (c)
"Savior" by Skillet hits the P.A.
Andrew Perez: Ladies, and Gentlemen This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is your main event of the evening. Introducing first the number one contender Jacob Senn.
Jacob Senn comes down to the ring, and it looks like he is all business tonight. He climbs into the ring, and awaits the introduction of his opponent.
"Missing Link" by Curve hits the P.A.
Andrew Perez: And his opponent . . . he is the Thy W.W.E. Champion . . . Alex Kendall.
Alex Kendall walks out onto the stage, and hoists the Championship into the air for everyone to see. He continues to walk to the ring, and climbs in. The announcer steps out of the ring, as the referee goes over, and checks Senn for any illegal weapons. After checking Senn the referee walks over, and checks Kendall. The referee satisfied that neither man is concealing any weapons walks back to the center of the ring, and hoists the Championship into the air for the crowd to see.
Don Chuckles: Well Ladies and gentlemen this match is just about ready to get underway.
Phil Latio: That’s right Don, and it should be a very competitive match, Senn looks very hungry tonight.
Julian Chichy: It does not matter how hungry Jacob Senn is he can not hold a candle to Kendall.
The bell sounds, and the two men lock up. Senn hits an elbow momentarily throwing Alex off his game. Alex grabs Senn by the hair and tosses him over the top rope to the outside. Alex follows and pulls Senn up and swings him into the security rail, where a fan tosses a perfectly good beer, hitting him in side the face. Alex smiles as he looks down on Senn.
Phil Latio:
I think Alex should get Senn back into the ring. Prove he is better than Senn, you know!
Don Chuckles:
I agree with you Phil!
Alex drives a boot to Senn's gut and drops him with a viscous DDT to the arena floor. Alex looks up and smiles as he aims, lining Senn up with the ring post.
Phil Latio:
I hope he isn't planning on doing what I think he is!
Don Chuckles:
Senn better hope not either!
Alex Drops back flinging Senn towards the post . . . Senn catches himself on the post, and looks down at Kendall as if to say “Yeah Right!” The fans erupt in cheers. Senn blocks a punch by Alex, and delivers a forearm of his own. Alex stumbles a bit, and Senn slams him face first into the mat. Senn then rolls him in the ring and follows behind. He swings Alex into the corner, and follows in with a running clothesline . . . but Alex reverses sending Senn down with an S.T.O. Alex then delivers a snapmare and places Senn in a reverse choke. Fans boo loudly as Alex applies the pressure. The ref checks Senn by raising his arm. Senns's arm falls, ONE! The ref raises his arm once again, and again it falls, TWO! The fans are now on their feet, stomping and chanting Saviour, Saviour, Saviour. The ref raises Senn's arm once again, and again it drops, but it stops it half way! The fans cheer as Senn's legs begin shaking, then his body, as he tries to get out of the hold. He gets to his knees and drives an elbow to Kendall's gut, causing him to release the hold. Senn drives a few fist to his head, and hits the ropes, he catches Alex nailing a drop kick, sending Alex stumbling through the ropes, back to the outside. Senn goes to attack Kendall as he climbs back onto the apron. Kendal reverses and hits Senn with a stiff knee.
Julian Chichy:
Great move from the greatest champion in pro wrestling history!
Phil Latio:
Hi I'm Earth have we met?
Alex drops down and uses the barricade dropping both feet into the sternum of Senn. Fans begin booing, and some trash talk. Alex smiles and pulls Senn up and again slams him face first into the mat. The ref begins his count 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . 5 . . . Alex slides into the ring, breaking the ref’s count. Alex slides back out, and is met by a heavy forearm from Senn. Using his shoulder, Senn slams Alex repeatedly into the ring apron. Senn then swings Alex into the steel steps. They break apart as Alex flips over them, landing n the other side. Again fans boo loudly.
Don Chuckles:
And Senn is showing why he is a true contender!
Phil Latio:
Very true Don.
Senn smiles as he makes his way to a fallen Alex. Senn picks him up, but Alex is quick to leap up and nail a neck breaker, sending Senn to the floor. Alex gathers his barrings. Alex then drives a few boots to Senn before scooping him up on his shoulder, and charging sending Senn head first into the ring. Senn crashes to the canvas.
Alex climbs in and pulls Senn back up and nails a short arm clothesline dropping Senn back down. Alex then drops down and begins drilling Senn in the head with a series of hard rights, busting Senn open. Alex pulls Senn back up and launches him into the corner, Senn stumbles back and Alex clips his leg from behind, sending Senn down. Alex then drops a knee to his head. Alex stands and looks at some soldiers sitting front row, with blood pouring down his face, and drops an elbow onto Senn.
Julian Chichy:
As grueling a match as this is, and still Alex has the time to showboat.
Phil Latio:
Was an asshole move if you ask me!
Julian Chichy:
Well good thing no one asked you.
Alex has the upper hand on Senn, as he launches him in the ropes and drops him with a huge lariat, sending Senn flipping in the air. Alex backs up and aims, and runs to drop a knee to Senn's head. Senn sees this and rolls out of the way just in time, causing Alex to knee the turnbuckle! Alex holds his knee in pain, and Senn quickly follows up on that, as he drives a few boots to Alex's knee. Senn grabs his leg, and begins kicking the back of Alex's leg, before using his own knee and dropping down on Alex's. He places Alex in a leg lock, and applies the pressure. The ref checks, at first Alex looks like he may concider tapping out, but then he pushes the ref away, and then drills Senn in the head with a few rights making Senn release the hold. Senn holds his bloody head in pain, as Alex rolls holding his knee, and tries using the ropes for leverage. Senn gets to his feet first and runs and kicks Alex in the back of his knee sending him back down to the mat. Senn drives a few boots to his chest, before placing his leg on the second rope.
Don Chuckles:
No Senn don't do it!
Phil Latio:
DO IT DO IT!!
He does, Senn leaps and lands on Alex's knee! Alex screams in pain. Senn smiles as he does it two more times. He goes for a fourth, Alex blocks with his other leg, and shoves Senn over the top to the outside. In the ring Alex is holding his knee crawling away from the ropes. Outside Senn has landed wrong, and now HIS knee as well is hurting.
Phil Latio:
What the hell?
Don Chuckles:
What?
Phil Latio:
Looks like to grandfathers going at it, with the bad knees!
Julian Chichy:
How dare Senn PRETEND to be hurt while a pinacle of a man like Kendall can not even stand?
Don Chuckles:
Why do you speak?
Alex is now on his feet, and trying to “walk” it off. Senn is outside the ring using the barricade to hold himself up. Alex then runs as best as he can and leaps over the top crashing into Senn with a shoulder block, knocking both men down, Alex’s head hits the barricade as he crashes to the floor. Both men slow to get to their knees. They see each other and both men start swinging, while on their knees. The ref starts a count again 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . 5 . . . 6 . . . 7 both men finally slide into the ring slowly ad barely make it.
Phil Latio:
This match has taken a toll on both men!
Don Chuckles:
Not to mention all the blood both men have lost!
Phil Latio:
Good point!
Both men are on their feet, still trading punches. Alex though with the most strength of the two men, nails Senn a good shot sending him stumbling holding his jaw. Alex then scoops him up delivering a T-Bone suplex to the outside.
Phil Latio/Don Chuckles:
My god!
Julian Chichy:
God isn't here though Boys, just Alex! Which is bad for Senn right now, as Alex sling shots Senn into the barricade Alex then rolls him back into the ring. Alex scoops Senn up and delivers a stalling suplex. Alex swings Senn into the ropes, but Senn comes off with a flying forearm knocking Alex down. Senn drops an elbow, and goes for the pin 1 . . . 2 . . . no. Senn pulls Alex up and sets him up for the Twist of Fate but Alex is able to flip Senn in a reversal. Senn some how has the upper hand again, he swings Alex into the ropes, but Alex comes off with a boot to the midsection, before hitting The Acid Test. Before the referee can get a submission from Senn, Kendal releases the hold.
Phil/Don/Julian:
What . . . the . . .?
After a few moments Alex pulls Senn to his feet, and lifts him up. Alex hits the Vae Victis. Alex covers, 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . and the ref calls for the bell.
Here is your winner and STILL Thy W.W.E. Champion, Alex Kendall!
Julian Chichy: And Kendall pulls out another one with the win here tonight.
Alex Kendall stands, and hoists the belt in the air, as he did as he came out to start the match. The scene fades with Kendall looking confident, and self satisfied.
CREDIT:
Tom: Main Event
Angel: TV Title
Ace: Match One
John Morrison: Hardy vs HHH
Demmi: Sykes vs Orton
Ken: Ace vs Creed
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