Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2008 17:27:47 GMT -5
A punch to the face sends Mainer reeling over the two tables, and Jake looks for a high roundhouse kick to the head to seal the deal - but Mainer blocks it. A few kicks to the abdomen follows, and Mainer now attempts suplex - but Cheng manages to block it. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, wondering which of the two will go through the table, and eventually it does happen. Mainer attempts a clothesline, but Jake Cheng manages to score with a kick to the abdomen. Jake Cheng attempts the infamous Jakie Drop, but Mainer elbows his way out of the move. With Jake Cheng out of it, Mainer grabs Cheng's head and runs up the turnbuckles on the outside. It looks like he's going for an Acid Drop, and as Mainer turns in mid air - both men go through both tables. Both tables break in half, and BK London and FSX eyes widen in shock after what they saw.
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
RAF quickly exits the ring and makes his way over to the motionless duo, and then throws up the X for medics and officials to race down in the ring. With this distraction, BK London grabs a steel chair and waits for Fallen Souls to turn around. As the champ turns around, BK London looks to hit one out of the park with a major league swing, but Fallen Souls ducks. Turning around due to the force of the shot, BK London is the recipient of a huge Gamengiri to the back of the head. BK London drops like a sack of brick, and now Fallen Souls ascends to the middle turnbuckle and hits his Defiance of Death on the fallen wrestler. Hooking both legs, it would seem as if he has this match in the bag, but RAF's attention is still on Jake Cheng and Danny Mainer on the outside. When he eventually he sees what's going on in the ring, he slides on over to see of London's shoulder is down before making the count.
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
THR-KICK OUT!
BK London gets his shoulder up before the three, and Fallen Souls is definitely disappointed as he believes he had this win in the bag. Fallen Souls rolls off BK London and now pulls him out of the ring before dragging him up the ramp. Seeing what happened with Cheng and Mainer, RAF is urging both of these men head back to the ring - as it's the only way this match can be decided - but FSX could care less about the match anymore. They're at the top of the stage, and BK London surprises Fallen Souls with a knee to the abdomen before tossing him head first into the Warfare set. FSX's head bounces off, sending him down to the steel grating platform, and BK takes this time to catch his breath. After a few moment, BK London stomps away at Fallen Souls before picking him up and tossing him into the Warfare set once again. Instead of falling over once again, this time Fallen Souls stumbles towards the edge of the platform - reeling about 10 feet over a mesh of dust, debris, tables, wires, amongst other things. BK London sees his opportunity to strike, and he grabs Fallen Heroes - setting him up for The Mockbottom - which is countered with a few elbows to the cranium of BK. BK holds the side of his head in pain, and Fallen Souls surprises BK by hitting his own signature maneuver - the Shades of Michaels. BK London stumbles towards the edge and now attempts to get his balance, but is unable to.
The former ACW Heavyweight Champion drops off the edge of the stage through a stack of tables and onto the concrete below. This gets a massive pop from the crowd, and Fallen Souls stares down from the top of the stage. From the back rushes more medics, referees, and Stephan Russo who is concerned with the welfare of his client. Fallen Souls continues to stare down at the scene, and a smile grows across his face. He now walks closer towards the set and begins to ascend it. The referees and Russo are urging Fallen Souls not to climb any higher, but he continues to ascends the structure.
10 feet..
20 feet...
30 feet...
40 feet..
50 feet..
As Fallen Souls stands near the 3/4 mark of the Warfare structure, he turns around and looks down at BK London who is still motionless. Russo can see that there is no way to prevent what's going on without taking the hit himself, so he cowardly races away from BK London. The medics and officials distance themselves as well, and Fallen Souls stares deep into the crowd of his die hard fans. Throwing caution to the wind, and his own life, Fallen Souls dives off the 50 foot structure and manages to flip himself twice in mid-air. It almost seems forever that he's going down, but within a matter of seconds he hits BK London with a decisive THUD.
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
Everyone races back towards the two, and once the cameras manage to get a close up shot - neither man is moving on the ground below. The stretchers follow no more than 10 seconds later, and they begin to load the men in. The stretchers of Jake Cheng and Danny Mainer follow the ones for BK London and Fallen Souls and the scene fades from there...
And so Warfare ends, on an ominous note. If this is how a regular show has left champions and contenders alike, how much more grueling will the PPV itself be?
Confess your sins. Face the Consequences. And hope against hope for Mercy…
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
RAF quickly exits the ring and makes his way over to the motionless duo, and then throws up the X for medics and officials to race down in the ring. With this distraction, BK London grabs a steel chair and waits for Fallen Souls to turn around. As the champ turns around, BK London looks to hit one out of the park with a major league swing, but Fallen Souls ducks. Turning around due to the force of the shot, BK London is the recipient of a huge Gamengiri to the back of the head. BK London drops like a sack of brick, and now Fallen Souls ascends to the middle turnbuckle and hits his Defiance of Death on the fallen wrestler. Hooking both legs, it would seem as if he has this match in the bag, but RAF's attention is still on Jake Cheng and Danny Mainer on the outside. When he eventually he sees what's going on in the ring, he slides on over to see of London's shoulder is down before making the count.
ONE
.
.
TWO
.
.
THR-KICK OUT!
BK London gets his shoulder up before the three, and Fallen Souls is definitely disappointed as he believes he had this win in the bag. Fallen Souls rolls off BK London and now pulls him out of the ring before dragging him up the ramp. Seeing what happened with Cheng and Mainer, RAF is urging both of these men head back to the ring - as it's the only way this match can be decided - but FSX could care less about the match anymore. They're at the top of the stage, and BK London surprises Fallen Souls with a knee to the abdomen before tossing him head first into the Warfare set. FSX's head bounces off, sending him down to the steel grating platform, and BK takes this time to catch his breath. After a few moment, BK London stomps away at Fallen Souls before picking him up and tossing him into the Warfare set once again. Instead of falling over once again, this time Fallen Souls stumbles towards the edge of the platform - reeling about 10 feet over a mesh of dust, debris, tables, wires, amongst other things. BK London sees his opportunity to strike, and he grabs Fallen Heroes - setting him up for The Mockbottom - which is countered with a few elbows to the cranium of BK. BK holds the side of his head in pain, and Fallen Souls surprises BK by hitting his own signature maneuver - the Shades of Michaels. BK London stumbles towards the edge and now attempts to get his balance, but is unable to.
The former ACW Heavyweight Champion drops off the edge of the stage through a stack of tables and onto the concrete below. This gets a massive pop from the crowd, and Fallen Souls stares down from the top of the stage. From the back rushes more medics, referees, and Stephan Russo who is concerned with the welfare of his client. Fallen Souls continues to stare down at the scene, and a smile grows across his face. He now walks closer towards the set and begins to ascend it. The referees and Russo are urging Fallen Souls not to climb any higher, but he continues to ascends the structure.
10 feet..
20 feet...
30 feet...
40 feet..
50 feet..
As Fallen Souls stands near the 3/4 mark of the Warfare structure, he turns around and looks down at BK London who is still motionless. Russo can see that there is no way to prevent what's going on without taking the hit himself, so he cowardly races away from BK London. The medics and officials distance themselves as well, and Fallen Souls stares deep into the crowd of his die hard fans. Throwing caution to the wind, and his own life, Fallen Souls dives off the 50 foot structure and manages to flip himself twice in mid-air. It almost seems forever that he's going down, but within a matter of seconds he hits BK London with a decisive THUD.
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
Everyone races back towards the two, and once the cameras manage to get a close up shot - neither man is moving on the ground below. The stretchers follow no more than 10 seconds later, and they begin to load the men in. The stretchers of Jake Cheng and Danny Mainer follow the ones for BK London and Fallen Souls and the scene fades from there...
And so Warfare ends, on an ominous note. If this is how a regular show has left champions and contenders alike, how much more grueling will the PPV itself be?
Confess your sins. Face the Consequences. And hope against hope for Mercy…
Fade to Black.
End of Show.