Wreckingball vs. Jake Diamond.

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Well, that was a great match. But now, it's time for what promises to be one of...if not the most brutal match of the night, a Midnight Massacre! The returning Jake Diamond sure has been thrown in the deep end, as first he has had to face Rhaps, and now, one of his most dangerous opponents, the Human Wreckingball.

Oh, my Jake's going to get all sweaty for me.

Ray is cut off by the lights going out, and an enormous explosion of silver pyro at the stage entrance. A loud guitar riff blares through the arena, deafening much of the audience, as "Cowboys from Hell" begins to play over the PA. In time with the music, a video plays of a knight, in a suit of armour. He is fighting a horde of vicious monsters and hideous demons, and he is swinging his sword in time to the music.

As the video plays, a series of smaller blue and silver explosions continues, at the top of the entrance ramp, and suddenly, the music cuts.

I AM THE METAL WARRIOR! I AM...THE HUMAN WRECKINGBALL!

The music begins again, and as the lyrics begin, Wreckingball steps out from behind the curtain of pyro. He is headbanging, and instead of wearing his blue and silver ring attire, he is wearing a black sleeveless, heavily worn "Download 2006" tee-shirt and battered black denim jeans and black boots, with steel toes.

He has a black leather jacket, with cut-off sleeves and a "Wreckingball" patch, a Skull and crossbones patch and a "Metal Warrior" patch. This intimidating outfit is completed by a pair of reflective sunglasses, and a "New Era" bandanna. Wreckingball and the crowd sing along with Phil Anselmo...

Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
Were gonna take whats ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
Were tagged and cant turn back

He headbangs to the song for a while, then begins to walk down the entrance ramp towards the ring, almost swaggering. He shakes hands with as many of the fans as possible and signs plenty of autographs. He carries on down the ramp, and stops in front of a young, cheering fan. He grins and takes off his sunglasses, putting them over the eyes of the fan.

Hope you enjoy the match, mate.

He headbangs some more, at the bottom of the ramp, enjoying the song, while the crowd sing along.

You see us comin
And you all together run for cover
Were takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
Its been slow down below,
Aimed at you were the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, weve won
Aint talking no tall tales friend
'cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you were the cowboys from hell


Wreckingball picks up a microphone and gets into the ring, as the music fades out.

Thank you everyone, for coming here tonight, to Red White and Bruised! What can I say, except each and every one of you rock! Whoooo!

Wreckingball develops a huge smirk, as he waits for the crowd to calm down.

Anyways, I'd like to make a public apology to Jake Diamond. I'm sorry Jake, but you're about to have one of the worst night of your entire life, and that's if you win! If you lose, it's going to be the worst.

Tonight Jake, you're going to step into the ring, with two hundred and seventy pounds of pure metal. I'm going to show you why I'm called the Metal Warrior. I am the Human Wreckingball, and you, Jake Diamond...You are scheduled for demolition, when I leave you red with your own blood, white with shock...and of course...BRUISED!

Wreckingball stands back, with a huge grin on his face as the crowd roar in approval, but quieten down as Jake's entrance music begins.
TBC Jake Diamond...

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

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The audience leans in from their seats to try and get a glimpse of Jake as Human Wreckingball waits anxiously for the man who previously beat him in the same match. Suddenly, the titantron lights up and a pretty young girl with dark brown hair is staring into the camera with a mic in her hand. She appears to be new and a little nervous about who she is apparently interview.

Girl: Hello everybody, I’m Brianna Daniels and I’m here with the current Triumph champion, “The Future” Jake Diamond.

Her voice sounds sweet and innocent, yet with signs of a blatantly sarcastic attitude. The camera zooms out to show Jake with his messy bleached blonde hair, wearing a pair of Louis Vuttion shades and wearing his Triumph championship proudly.

JD: Well go on with your questions little missy, I have to go and toss that “Meathead” Warrior around for a little while.

BD: Tonight you were scheduled to face Hawkeye, who had to leave due to personal reasons, then Lil Rey Ray with the same excuse. Now tonight your not only facing the man who’s mutual hatred for each can still be felt but who you also beat in the first ever version of this match, what is your opinion?

JD: My opinion? Honey, you’ve just asked a real easy question. The way I look at it, both Hawkeye and Lil Rey Ray are still too emotionally scarred from their little title loss to even show up tonight. Now that I’m going to be man-handling Human “Sucking” balls for the millionth time. This still won’t be the last time Wreckingball, you still need to get that tag title knocked off from around your waist and me and Justin are just the team.

BD: But, correct me if I’m wrong, but Human Wreckingball’s team beat you in another one of your creations, the Chamber of Death?

JD: I really don’t understand why people keep on bringing that up. I was deserted by the God damned Coven and yet you can still say I got beaten? Human Wreckingball, you’ve beaten me one time and I had a 114 degree temperature and the gout! Although tonight, it doesn’t matter if it is “one fall to a finish” because I’ll still be able to pin whenever I want and how ever I want. Hell, I’ll pin you 67 times and it still won’t matter, and it won’t matter how many times you beat me, if I let you, I’ll still be greater than you. This title explains everything, because I am perfect! I am clean cut! I am the future… and I’m better than you!

Jake grins into the camera before walking off with a cocky stride. Brianna shakes her head to herself and looks back into the camera.

BD: Well, there you have it, straight from the horse’s mouth. Back to you all at ringside.

All the fans in attendance sit in their seats, still on edge and loaded with excitement to the blood feud that’s going to continue tonight. Human Wreckingball paces a few steps around the ring, obviously a little angry at Jake’s comments when suddenly a familiar intro echo’s throughout the arena.

If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one.

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"Points of Authority/ 99 Problems/ One Step Closer" by Jay-Z featuring Linkin Park blares over the loud speakers as half of the arena lights rotate throughout the audience and white lights flash rapidly and randomly from the titantron. The entrance tunnel completely with sparks as Jake's silhouette appears and mixed cheers and chants begin to be heard from the audience, half responding from true hatred for this man and half cheering for his incredible abilities inside the ring. Jake bursts out of the tunnel wearing his usual black and white ring attire and an American flag draped across his shoulders over his black vest with numerous insignias sewn on it. He brushes his hair back with his hand and stares at Human Wreckingball through his shades with a crocodile smile.

JP: Ladies and gentlemen tonight we’re live from none other than Madison Square Gardens in New York City, New York and we’re sponsored by KY Personal Lubricant and GHW “Back in Black and Blue” the video game.

Ray: Boy our sponsors tonight sure do sound sexy, just like this match. I don’t think I’ve seen two people hate each other like this since, well, ever!

JP: You could say that again, I really don’t think this blood feud will ever be resolved. Human Wreckingball hates Jake because of his lack of appreciation of the great fans and Jake hates Wreckingball because of his lack of attitude.

Jake runs from one end of the entrance stage to the other, taunting the fans with a large grin on his face as he goes but after a few run downs he begins to make his way down the entrance ramp. He stops at roughly the middle of the entrance ramp and lowers his head for a brief moment before quickly stretching his arms out to his sides, forming a crucifix with his body, spreading the flag across his back and shoulders in the process. The quick gesture sends a huge, single explosion from both the titantron and the entrance stage.

JP: This match tonight is going to be a pure bare knuckle brawl and I wouldn’t be surprised if this battle went far into the most hostile place in the arena, the crowd.

Ray: Come on Jimmy, the worst thing that’s going to happen is Jake won’t pin the Metal Warrior in less than 10 minutes.

JP: I really don’t think you remember their last encounter do you? It eventually had to end with a lucky Riverside Dive on Human Wreckingball through that flaming table. I have a feeling that this match will go on for a long time.

Ray: Well I suppose you have a point, although Jake did beat the other “New Era” member, Rhaps, on the last Revelation to put that nail in the coffin. Tonight is just a warm-up match before Jake and Justin take the tag titles…

Jake stops at the foot of the ring and looks up at the ring with a large grin on his face, then at the audience who bombard him with mixed cheers and chants. He hops onto the ring apron then over the top rope into the ring with ease. Jake does a Shawn Michaels' style of spin to the center of the ring before slowly bringing his hands straight up in the shape of a diamond before bringing it down sharply and swiftly into an old school crotch chop, igniting a single and large explosion from each turnbuckle in unison. He removes his vest, title and American flag and hands it off to a stagehand waiting for it just outside of the ring. Jake backs up from Wreckingball as each man goes into their corners and Lizzie climbs into the ring. Two referees stand in between Jake and Wreckingball and on either side of Lizzie so things don’t get out of control.

LM: The following contest is a Midnight Massacre Match where you must defeat your opponent by pin fall only. There are no disqualifications and pin falls count anywhere and before you attempt a pin your opponent must be bleeding. Introducing first, the challenger; weighing in tonight at 270 pounds and standing 6 foot 4 inches and hailing from Warrington, UK. He is the Metal Warrior, the Human Wreckingball!... Now introducing his opponent, hailing from “the Second City,” Chicago, Illinois and weighing in tonight at 215 pounds; the current reigning Triumph Champion, Jake “The Future” Diamond!

Both of the referees signal for the bell as Lizzie quickly gets out of the ring before the action picks up. The two men quickly begin the match by slowly circling around each other and locking up in a quick collar-and-elbow tie up.

TBCB: Human Wreckingball

OOC: Now let’s get this match started! Good luck!

[Lrey]

J.P.: Well ladies and gentlemen, this match is about to get started. There isn't many things I can say about this, but one I can say is this match will prove to be a show stealing event here at Red, White, and Bruised. Both of these men are great at what they do, and should show the world that they do it best.

Ray: ...I still wish Lrey was in it. His body is scarred and his mind is always set, but he is still one of my favorites. Well I guess I'll have to do with Jakeypoo and Wreckingball.

Jake Diamond and the Metal Warrior begin circling each other, waiting for the bell to ring. The first chime of the bell sounds, but is drowned out in a moments notice. Defy You by The Offspring begins to play over the speaker, as Lizzie Morna stands up in surprise. Sparks begin to fizz lightly around the arena, blue sparks falling slowly down the sides of the ring and entrance ramp. After a moment the fizz turns into fireworks almost, as they shoot out with a boom, firing off into the crowd.

The sparks beside the ring fire off straight up, falling slowly over Jake Diamond and Human Wreckingball. Lil Rey Ray walks out from behind the entrance curtains, his Gothic looking black shorts around his waist. The shorts fall to the upper-middle of his shin, the shorts being made from a shiny material. On the left leg of the pants it reads "Demonic" in crimson read, whilst on the right it reads "Angel" in ice cold blue. Lil Rey stands atop the entrance ramp, the Silver Devil title no where to be seen in almost two months.

Lizzie Morna: *whispering*Is he in the match? What do you mean you don't know? Fine I'll wing it.

Lizzie Morna: Well as a surprise Fighty fighty person into the Midnight Massacre match. He weighs in at 187 lbs and hails from Santa Fe, New Mexico. He is the Demonic Angel, Lil Rey Ray!

Lrey extends his right arm into the air as his name booms through the arena. Lrey looks back to the entrance curtain one last time, before walking down the ramp slowly. The small clanking noise from the ramp drowns out from the music over the speakers, and the fans in the seats high above the Fighty fighty persons and beside them. Lrey takes each step heavily, looking up the ramp to Jake Diamond, a deathly smile over Lrey's face. The Demonic Angel makes it to the ring area, walking over the mats and onto the steel steps.

Lrey walks up the steel steps quickly, and steps onto the outskirts of the ring. Lrey raises an uplifting arm to the crowd, the cheers booming the arena. Sparks fire off around the entrance ramp as Lrey's arm falls back down to his side. Lil Rey Ray climbs through the ropes, and stands among Human Wreckingball and Jake Diamond. Jake looks at Lrey, and words escape his mouth, the camera not being able to pick them up. Lrey only smiles slightly, and holds his arms up in the air, Jake Diamond's face beginning to flare with rage.

TBCB HW, or Jake

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

Jake stands motionless and continues to stare at Lrey in disbelief when he’s hit with a surprise clothesline by Human Wreckingball and instantly begins to stomp away on Jake. Lrey grins amongst himself before assisting laying the boots all over Jake’s already sore body. Shockingly, Jake let’s out a loud yelp and tries to quickly crawl away after Wreckingball connects with a stiff kick to Jake’s left shoulder, still obviously damaged severely from his match with Rhaps. Lil Rey Ray and Wreckingball look at each and nod with a smile at their already blatant advantage as the two swiftly begin to go to work on Jake’s arm. Wreckingball pulls him up to his feet and applies a quick but sloppy looking hammerlock as Lrey climbs up the top turnbuckle. Jake tries to viciously claw and squirm away but to no avail as Lil Rey Ray pumps the crowd up from up top the turnbuckle. Then, as quickly as he climbed it, Lrey jumps off and drives a double axe handle directly into Jake’s shoulder with authority, forcing a loud scream from Jake that echo’s throughout the arena. Jake rolls out of the ring from pure instinct and grabs onto his shoulder and tries to numb the pain away by rubbing at it. Lrey and Wreckingball stand triumphantly in the ring when Lil Rey Ray tells HW to go get Jake while he grabs something from outside. Both men nod in agreement and roll under the bottom rope. Lrey throws up the ring apron and looks through all of the steel chairs, ladders, and trash cans to finally find the lead pipe he was looking for. Meanwhile, Wreckingball stiffly kicks Jake a few times before also looking under the ring apron and pulls out an average sized Louisville Slugger. Suddenly, Wreckingball takes a quick look behind him to notice Lrey stealthily approaching. Both men stop in their tracks with the same obvious intention before sliding into the ring together, not keeping an eye off of each other.

The crowd becomes overwhelmed with cheers as Lil Rey Ray and Human Wreckingball face off in the ring, each wielding a weapon. Everyone appears to be so excited about the happenings in the ring that no one seems to notice Jake has crawled under the ring apron. Human Wreckingball makes the first move by swinging viciously at Lrey’s face, which is just nearly avoided. Lrey responds quickly by trying to swing the lead pipe at Wreckingball’s hand but the pipe misses and clips the bat instead. Wreckingball comes back swinging, literally, and just narrowly avoids getting hit with the pipe as the bat connects directly onto Lrey’s ribcage. Lil Rey Ray drops the pipe instantly as a sudden shock of pain is drilled into his side, then the pain reaches his sternum as the wooden bat connects at full velocity across Lrey’s windpipe. Human Wreckingball takes a deep breath in as Lrey falls flat onto the mat, when the thought suddenly crosses into HW’s mind, “Where’s Jake?” Unfortunately, his question is answered as the back of his knee is clipped from under him.

JP: Oh my lord! Jake has that same damn wood splitting maul he had against Rhaps! You can still even see the blood that’s soaked at the head of it!

Ray: And he just used it to “demolish” the Human Wreckingball’s knee, ha ha! Wait a minute Jimmy, what about my Jakey Poo’s arm? Isn’t it really hurt?

JP: No you ignorant fairy, Jake was faking it. He was playing possum the entire time and now that sick bastard is in control of this match…

Jake stands with a smile over a neutralized Human Wreckingball before noticing Lil Rey Ray slowly crawling over to the lead pipe that lies nearby his body. He casually walks over to Lrey, swinging the splitting maul casually and harmlessly, and kicks the lead pipe out of the ring. Lrey tries to misdirect Jake’s attention, but he finds out the hard way that lady luck is a hooker and he just ran out of bills as the flat end of the splitting maul is hit directly onto his right thigh, bruising the muscle on impact. The audience quickly becomes hostile and riotous as the erupt in “Jake Sucks!” chants, although he crowd goes from bad to worse as Jake pretends to hold his arm in pain then shaking it off as if nothing happened. Fueling off of the fans negative energy, Jake quickly slides out of the ring, with the maul in hand, and pushes the time keeper off of his steel chair with authority before grabbing it and folding it up. Jake slides back into the ring and notices that the “Metal Warrior” is the first one to begin a form of movement. He drops the maul for a moment and smashes the steel chair viciously across his right knee that was hit with the maul earlier just before placing his leg into the folded steel chair. Wreckingball tries his hardest to get it off, but a swift kick to the face changes his plan in a hurry. The Future quickly picks up the maul and holds it up in the air with his usual demonic expression spread across his face and powerfully, to the fans and Wreckingball’s horror, smashes the flat end of the maul into the chair, crushing Human Wreckingball’s knee on impact. Human Wreckingball flops around the ring violently trying to get the chair off of his, and fails to do so as he unknowingly falls out of the ring.

Jake walks around the ring slowly and rests the splitting maul on his shoulder as he screams random comments to the fans, before turning his attention to Lil Rey Ray who is slowly becoming mobile as he tries to pull himself up with assistance from the top ropes. The Future immediately charges with the splitting maul cocked back and is surprised as Lil Rey Ray completely drops down to his back and drops Jake onto his back with a modified sunset flip. Jake’s shoulders are down for a full three count, but due to the first blood stipulation, the referees don’t count for the pin. Unfortunately, the momentum swung into Lrey’s favor doesn’t last very long as Jake, with the maul still in hand, swings vertically at Lrey’s head and connects brutally on the nose. Blood spurts everywhere from the sheer impact and the referees don’t hesitate to call for the bell as more of the crimson liquid is added to the splitting maul’s collection.

JP: Thanks to the assist from that damned wood splitting maul, Lil Rey Ray is now eligible to be pinned. With the sheer force Jake used in that, I wouldn’t be surprised if Lil Rey Ray’s nose is completely shattered.

Ray: But what about Human Wreckingball? My sexy Jakey Poo might have completely crippled him! Serves him right too, no one tries to hurt my Jakey.

JP: Come on Ray that is completely ridiculous! This match was made by Jake Diamond himself to inflict as much damage as possible on every one of his opponents!

Ray: Yeah so HE could inflict damage. You said it yourself Jimmy, Jake isn’t supposed to get hurt.

Jake tosses the splitting maul out of the ring and stares at his downed opponents with a look of satisfaction on his face. He notices the blood flowing from Lrey’s nose but figures it’s not enough and climbs out of the ring and tosses up the ring apron. His search doesn’t last for long when he pulls out two objects he hasn’t used in a long time, barbed wire covered light tubes. He slides them into the ring shortly followed by him. Jake grabs Lrey from the mat and lifts him up directly in a body slam lift but instead of dropping him onto the light tubes, he decides to tie him up in the “dreaded” tree of woe. After a couple boots to the mid-section, Jake grabs the two light tubes and places them right across Lrey’s face before walking coyly and slowly to the far set of turnbuckles. Instead of climbing them and going for a coast-to-coast, he decides to take the safe route and stay grounded. To add even more insult to injury, Jake raises his hands up in the shape of a diamond before directing a crotch chop toward Lil Rey Ray. After the brief taunt, Jake runs at full speed at Lrey and jumps up at about the middle of the ring. His cocked back dropkick appears to stay airborne for what seems like an eternity before shattering the light tubes and barbed wire with the hesitation dropkick. Jake gets back up to his feet quickly and continues to taunt with Lrey, the referees, and the audience, which unfortunately becomes the worse of him. Obviously forgetting about the Metal Warrior, Jake is hit with a sudden dose of reality in the form of a lead pipe to the back of his head. The loud impact of the pipe sends a loud ding throughout the arena as Jake falls to the mat, face first, with authority. Wreckingball is appears to be limping significantly and wincing after each step he takes.

The Human Wreckingball takes a brief moment for a breath and think about what he’s going to do next, when notices that the barbed wire is still intact even if it is wrapped around the front of Lil Rey Ray’s face. In steps that he’d rather not take, the Metal Warrior uses his pent up aggression and pure hatred for Jake to stumble over to where Lrey still hangs in the tree of woe. HW removes Lrey’s legs from the hang position and gives him a little kick that sends him out of the ring. He then grabs the barbed wire carefully, trying not to get stabbed by the broken pieces of the light tube, and wraps it around his fist just as carefully. Doing what he does best, he hops onto Jake’s back and begins to rain blow after blow of the fist wrapped in barbed wire against the back of Jake’s head, forcing him to bleed instantly and changing to color of his bleached blonde hair to a light crimson red.

JP: Now Jake Diamond, the current and soon to be former Triumph Champion, is now legal to be pinned. Although it sure doesn’t look like Human Wreckingball seems to care…

Ray: See Jimmy, now that’s what happens when you hurt Jake, his pretty golden locks get soaked in blood! It’ll take hours to get it out!

JP: I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if you helped him clean it out, after all I’m sure you and Jake have washed up together before…

The blows to the back of Jake’s head don’t stop until Wreckingball is forced off by the two officials in the ring. Human Wreckingball doesn’t argue with the call, but instead hops right back on and continues to rain the proverbial “metal fists of justice” into Jake’s cranium. The Metal Warrior continues his assault when out of no where; Lil Rey Ray flies in from springboarding off the top rope and hit a modified head scissors takedown, which looks more like a side swung hurricanrana. All three men lay motionless on the mat, Jake now bleeding profusely from the back of the head, Lrey sporting an almost perfect crimson mask, and Human Wreckingball with nearly no support onto his right knee. The sudden stench of blood begins to sink in even deeper onto the mat as a small child at ringside begins to cry because he thinks everyone is dead. The crowd begins to chant for their favorite star resulting in a mixed jumble of confusing chants as they all continue to lay nearly motionless on the mat. Both the referees look at each other with a mildly confused look on their face before questioning each other on what should happen. Their wait doesn’t last long as Lil Rey Ray begins to move first, shortly followed by Human Wreckingball then Jake. Lrey and Wreckingball use help from the ropes to get to their feet as Jake attempts to push himself up with his arms. Surprisingly, all three men get up at the same time, two completely soaked in blood and the other limping like a gazelle that’s been assaulted by a pack of lions.

Each man stares at one another with a look of intent and remembering why each hates one an other. Suddenly, a three-tier brawl ignites, each Fighty fighty person swinging randomly at another until Human Wreckingball drops Jake onto the mat with a stiff punch to his windpipe with the barbed wire wrapped hand. Acting from adrenaline and instinct only, as Lrey and Wreckingball swing aimlessly, Jake brings both of his feet up swiftly into the groins of both of his opponents before hurrying up to his feet. Jake hits a handful of chops and slaps on both of them simultaneously before hitting a backhand slap on Lrey and follows with a roundhouse kick to Human Wreckingball’s head. Looking to finish the Diamond Rush, Jake bounces off the ropes and jumps up, hoping to hit the Busaiku knee kick on both opponents, when each man counters by grabbing one of Jake’s legs separately. The Future falls hard onto his back when both Wreckingball and Lrey look at each other with a smile on their face, before falling onto their backs and launching Jake over the top rope with a double team catapult.

JP: What an amazing double team counter on Jake, and did you see how hard he landed out of the ring?! He’ll be feeling that for a while!

Ray: Why always my Jakey Poo?! What did he do to deserve that?

JP: Besides being a cynical and demonic prick that makes Vladimir look like a good guy? Well he did smash light tubes across Lil Rey Ray’s face and nearly cripple Human Wreckingball oh and he also-…

Ray: Ok, ok, so a few little things. Wreckingball and Lil Rey Ray are both back up; I wonder what’s going to happen next… Hurry up and get up my sexy little Jakey!

TBCB: Lrey or Wreckingball

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball tries to get up to his feet, but only manages to get halfway there, before Lrey grabs his leg and drags him down again. Wreckingball kicks upward, trying to kick Lrey in the face, but Lrey simply jerks his head backwards and twists Wreckingball's ankle around, flipping him onto his front.

Lrey grabs his left leg at the thigh, pulling it up with both hands as he lies across Wreckingball's chest, forcing him into the mat. Wreckingball roars in pain as Lrey digs his thumb into the huge bruised area left by Jake's maul, and the referee rushes over. The referee notices Wreckingball is not yet bleeding and does not count the pin, however Lrey maintains his dominant position until Jake returns to the ring, a short while later holding a roll of barbed wire in one hand and a shinai in the other. Outside the ring, there is Jake's trademark. A bucket of salt.

Lrey and Jake look at each other, then the unblemished Wreckingball, then back to each other. Their eyes meet, as Whoosh! The shinai cracks onto Wreckingball's stomach, as Lrey rolls back out of it's path and onto the mat. Wreckingball gasps in pain and curls up into a tight ball, then tries to roll away from the blows.

Whack! Whoosh! Blow after blow unerringly finds its way down onto Wreckingball's body, and Wreckingball flinches at each blow. A particularly brutal smash onto Wreckingball's shoulder produces a thin, crimson sore that slowly oozes blood, and Jake grins arch-demoniacally as he lifts that arm up into the air and slowly begins to bind the wound with barbed wire.

Jake ties the end of the barbed wire off, wincing as the spikes cut into his skin, but watching satisfied at the hellish agonies of Wreckingball on the mat. Wreckingball tries to drag himself away, but Jake simply reaches down and stretches him out on the mat, then stomps down on his throat, laying him out for a while.

Jake's grin does not fade as he kneels down to the mat, holding down Wreckingball's throat and constricting it with his well-manicured nails. He takes the roll of barbed wire and slowly caresses Wreckingball's face with it, opening up many small gashes that ooze a thick vermillion.

Once he is satisfied Wreckingball is bleeding, he stands back up, and places both of his feet on Wreckingball's shoulders, forcing them down to the mat with his whole body weight. Jake then crotch chops to the crowd, as the referee rushes over to count the pin.

1.........2.......WHACK!

Lrey returns with a vengeance, not wanting to have Wreckingball eliminated so quickly, as this would leave him with no defense against Jake. So, Lrey's chair shot reaches home quite quickly and brutally, saving Wreckingball from Jake's very confident pin attempt. The chair hits Jake square in the stomach, leaving behind a chair-shaped pinkness that can be seen across the stadium. Jake staggers back, leaving Wreckingball a chance to roll away from danger and recover somewhat.

A fraction of a second later, another howl of pain roars through the arena, as Wreckingball begins to undo the tourniquet of barbed wire Jake had so generously applied to his biceps, and the crimson fluid begins to pour forth anew- a small price to pay for use of his arm, painful though it is.

Yay! He's bleeding! Oh Jakey Poo...you are my heri too, I'll wear YOUR locket next week...oh, and this. I never take this off...

Ray strokes his Vlad locket tenderly, as Jimmy looks on in disgust.

I actually think you, Vlad and Jake are suited to each other. You all sicken me.

Ray carries on stroking it, and making cooing noises...

TBC?

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

Jake stumbles a couple steps around the ring from the instant chair shots with proverbial spaghetti legs when he's quickly sent packing with a vicious chair shot across the skull, sending him through the middle and top ropes to the floor below. The adrenaline slowly leaves Lrey's body as he kneels down to catch his breath when the withering pain in his skull begins to pulsate as the blood drips down in a long and steady stream. Human Wreckingball has, meanwhile, crawled into a near set of turnbuckles and tries to bring himself up to his feet but struggles intensely as his knee writhes in absolute punishment. Lrey manages to regain his composure to just enough to live with when drills a seated Wreckingball directly in the cranium with a brutal chair shot, denting the chair beyond recognition. Despite the complete disfiguration of the chair, Lrey carries it to the far set of turnbuckles and slowly and painfully begins to climb it. He slips and falls a couple times, but eventually manages to stay atop without any fuss. After a few seconds to steady himself, Lil Rey Ray stands tall on the top turnbuckle and looks at Human Wreckingball far at the end of the ring before slightly directing the chair in front of him. Without further delay, Lrey leaps off with tremendous velocity and directs the chair right in front of his extremely spring loaded feet, ready to explode like a nuclear bomb at any moment. Unfortunately for Wreckingball, that bomb explodes more intensively then the attack on Hiroshima as the coast-to-coast style dropkick drives the steel chair devastatingly off of his skull. The fans begin to scream and cheer almost riotous hoping that Lrey will win the Triumph championship, but to the awe of everyone watching in the arena and at home, Lil Rey Ray rolls aimlessly around the ring whilst grabbing his thigh that was brutalized with the maul earlier, obviously not feeling the full impact until right now.

The crowd and audience appear to be split down the middle with equal love for both Lil Rey Ray and Human Wreckingball, although some young fans in the front row sporting Jake Diamond T-Shirts begin to chant for the unconscious “Future” laying flat on his face outside of the ring. Human Wreckingball’s scalp begins to show the signs of an open wound as a thin line of blood leaks from his forehead from the devastating impact of the modified Van-terminator. Lil Rey Ray continues to squirm around in pain, possibly the damage intended more than what originally thought as the referees check over the Demonic Angel, but get pushed away at each attempt to help him up. Most of the blood soaked weapons lay all over the outside of the ring with the exception of few pieces of barbed wire and broken shards of light tubes. After a few minutes in what seem like hours from the instant die down of action, Lil Rey Ray and Human Wreckingball begin to move to try to get up to their feet as Jake lays completely knocked out outside of the ring.

JP: After that incredible high impact move, Lil Rey Ray not only caused an extensive amount of damage to the Metal Warrior but to himself as well. He might just as well tore the muscle right off of the bone...

Ray: And that smell Jimmy, the stench of blood is soaking in the arena faster than the smell of fish in Paris Hilton’s underpants...

JP: Jesus, that’s absolutely disgusting Ray! I’m also quite surprised you know what Paris Hilton’s underpants smell like. Look at that, no matter how much they got injured in this match, both men are still fighting to their hardest.

Ray: And I definitely know what it’s like fighting WITH my hardest! Ha ha... I’m going to get hit aren’t I?

Human Wreckingball manages to get to his feet, with a struggle, using assistance from the top ropes in the corner he was sitting in. Lil Rey Ray manages to get back up with the strength in his shoulders and arms by pushing himself up then pulling himself up with another assist from the ropes. Both men try to approach each other but stumble quite a bit with extensive damage to both of their separate legs. After a few moments of stumbling like a newborn calf, they each manage to stand still in the center of the ring, face to face, to the complete joy and excitement of the crowd. Lil Rey Ray starts off an exchange of punches with a stiff knuckle punch, sending Metal Warrior back a step or two. Human Wreckingball responds with a punch of his own leading to the usual “who’s punches are better” routine. Lrey manages to pull a Cena and get a quick advantage after a combo of punches that sends Human Wreckingball back against the ropes. Lrey tries to Irish whip Human Wreckingball but he stops a few steps short with no ability to run with the intense damage to his knee. The short stop doesn’t help Wreckingball as Lrey leapfrogs onto the Metal Warrior’s shoulders and dropping him back down to the mat with an extremely athletic twisting hurricanrana. Lrey doesn’t manage to hold the hurricanrana for a pin like he seemingly wanted but slowly slides his arm behind him just far enough to cover for the pin as both the referees enthusiastically both go down to count the cover in unison. The audience immediately erupts in “Holy Shit!” chants in absolute amazement that Wreckingball had enough will and stamina to forcefully kick out of the pin attempt after a two count. Lrey wipes the blood from his face, absolutely amazed that Wreckingball managed to kick out and begins to crawl back up to his feet. Despite getting up to his feet, Lil Rey Ray quickly realizes that “luck is for losers” as his quickly runs out when he’s struck in the face with a shower of white mist.

The mist appears to be more deadly then thought as the rock salt buries itself deep into Lrey’s open wounds and cuts on his face, forcing out a painful and blood curdling scream that would make Jack Kevorkian blush. Suddenly, with a loud ding, the tin bucket containing the salt is tossed at Lil Rey Ray and ricochets brutally off of his skull, denting it terribly. Jake stands on the ring apron with a sick and demonic look on his face replacing his usual cocky and arrogant smile, as he slowly picks up the two items he didn’t forget to pick up, the blood soaked splitting maul and a wooden chair wrapped in barbed wire and obviously drenched in what appears to be water. Jake tosses the two items into the ring as his bright blue eyes shine through the crimson mask he sports completely covering his entire head and completely changing his golden blonde hair to a wet looking dark red. As Lil Rey Ray flops around the salt and blood covered ring holding his face, Jake appears to have set his targets on Human Wreckingball who is just regaining his strength after an incredible hurricanrana.

JP: This match has gone on for far too long, Jake just pin either one and finish this match! They do not need to be tortured any more!

Ray: Look who’s picking favorites now, eh Jimmy?... Ouch! I could feel the wood go into me like it went into Wreckingball...

JP: But this isn’t your usual Friday night now is it? Hold on, what on earth is Jake pulling out of his wrestling boot? He’s known for carrying an ice pick in their but I don’t think that’s it...

Ray: Wouldn’t the pick hurt after the prick of it got lodged in- Oh lord, this is too much even for me to handle! Jakey Poo, put down the box of matches!

To the absolute horror and excitement of everyone in the arena, a completely dazed Jake Diamond drops the lit match onto the gasoline soaked barbed wire covered wooden chair, sending it in a tower of flames. Jake acts quickly as he shatters it in a shower of wood, barbed wire, and flames as it crashed brutally over a seated Human Wreckingball’s head, instantly putting the flames out on impact. The impact appears to be even more brutal than it appears as Wreckingball’s earlier tiny wound quickly becomes an instant blood soaked and scarred mess. The crowd quickly burst out in a mixture of “Holy Shit!” and “Fuck the Future” chants as Jake stands proudly over his bloodied opponent, before directly and disrespectfully directing a crotch chop at him and giving him a terrible display of sportsmanship by pushing Wreckingball onto his back with a push from the heel of Jake’s boot. Unfortunately, Jake’s disgusting reign of terror doesn’t end just yet as he sets his sights on Lil Rey Ray, who has now, by this point, grown a tolerance for the salt that grows milder and milder in his blood veins by the minute. Jake drops onto all fours and pulls Lrey’s face up to his by pulling his hair and yells random profanities and disrespectful comments before angrily scurrying up to his feet. He pulls Lrey up by his arm and hair and immediatley places his head underneath Jake’s arm and double underhooking both of Lrey’s arms. The crowd quickly lash out in sounds of disarray and anger thinking that the Purgatory DDT is coming, but is slightly soothed as Jake yells out loud "Welcome to Chicago, Motherfucker!"[/I] before viciously flipping Lrey and driving his knee into Lil Rey Ray’s lower back with the double underhook backbreaker.

The stench that floats in the air becomes terribly unbearable as the putrid odor of burnt hair and skin is mixed into the already loathsome malodor of blood and sweat. A group of young women close to the front row can’t help but vomit at the sights they just witnessed, but can still not take their eyes away. The expression on Jake’s face can only be described as a moment out of the Exorcist as he stares down at Lrey with a large teeth showing smile through a thick coat of blood that soaks his face. As the clock continues, so does this terrible excuse for a match as Jake continues to sit beside Lrey and plays with his mind by slapping him around and continuing to say that no one will save him. In a perfect display of irony, Lrey’s super hero arrives in the form of a two hundred and seventy pound low Yakuza kick to the back of Jake’s head. The two referees hands strike the mat for a two count as Wreckingball quickly rips a stunned Jake off of a completely knocked out Lil Rey Ray, absolutely shocked and embarrassed that he almost helped the sadistic Jake Diamond with this match.

JP: My sweet Jesus... Ladies and gentlemen, never before have I sweated like this commentating any match, especially one of this much of value. Jake Diamond, the current Triumph champion continuing his quest to “one up” his former Coven members. Human Wreckingball, battling for the hearts of all of the GHW fans all over the world. And Lil Rey Ray, attempting to continue to concrete his name in professional wrestling history.

Ray: And how stupid is Human Wreckingball? He should have known that whatever he does he can’t keep Jake from winning this match, even after knocking his brain out!

JP: That’s something I’m sure you don’t have to worry about, your mind was banged out a long time ago...

Ray: It certainly was, too bad I can’t thank Jakey Poo for that deed...

Human Wreckingball continues to stay standing from the low Yakuza kick but is obviously feeling the sheer impact of the move in his kneecap as he grabs onto it to block the pain the shoots up his leg after each step. Lil Rey Ray has managed to roll back onto his stomach in attempt to block any pin attempts by this time and now tries to push himself onto his sore and tired feet with the left over strength in his arms. Jake Diamond has regained a mediocre amount of momentum, but just enough for him to realize what’s going on long enough to try and crawl away. Wreckingball tries his hardest to capitalize but comes to the sad conclusion that he’s useless whilst mobile and decides to stick with his brute strength advantage over both of his opponents as Jake is only a foot or two away from his apparent newest weapon of choice. Lil Rey Ray finally gets up to his feet perfectly after a few failed attempts and looks directly into Human Wreckingball’s eyes, almost as if he’s trying to find a reason to hurt him. Regrettably, the Metal Warrior finds the reason to hurt Lil Rey Ray first as he wraps his monstrous hand around the “petite in comparison” Lrey’s neck. Instead of connecting with the expected chokeslam, Human Wreckingball pulls Lil Rey Ray toward him by his throat before driving a high knee into the Demonic Angel’s midsection, driving it painfully with a sickening impact. As Lil Rey Ray lays on the mat in absolute agony, the momentum appears to have swung perfectly in Human Wreckingball’s favor as he lets out a loud victory yell, to the fan’s absolute pleasure and delight, when he notices Jake with his arms held tightly under his stomach.

After a couple painful steps, Human Wreckingball tries to roll Jake onto his back but is given extreme hostility. Slightly confused and dizzy, Wreckingball doesn’t seem to see any reason for concern as he moves sluggishly to where Jake’s head lay and lifts it up straight up in between his legs, in possible attempt for a powerbomb, as Jake’s arms reveal why his hands were hidden tightly under his chest. Alas, Human Wreckingball quickly finds out the hard way what Jake was exactly hiding and, as luck would have it, his ”family jewels” discovered what it was before the brain did. The male fans in the arena are heard letting out a painful “Oh!...” as the wood splitting maul’s sledged-end is driven straight up into Human Wreckingball’s groin. Despite countering in a way that’ll haunt all men around the world, Jake drops the splitting maul onto the mat as both he and Human Wreckingball fall flat back onto the mat. Jake’s obvious lack of stamina, blood, and endurance is the blatant culprit as all three men lay flat on the mat in the blood and sweat soaked ring.

TBCB: Lrey or Wreckingball

[Lrey]

All three men lay near unconscious on the canvas, each one having a pain of their own. Jake rolls lowly on his back, his blood loss showing as stains of the substance stain the canvas under his body. Lil Rey Ray groans as he lays upon the canvas, his spine giving a crack sound. Lrey rolls lightly over onto his stomach, a yell in pain coming from him, his back paining his body. Lrey's body looks like a beaten and torn rag at this point, last week fighting Vlad and then this. Lrey takes a heavy breath, his chest expanding from the fresh burst of air.

Lrey exhales slowly, small locks of hair over his face moving from the slight bit of wind. Lrey lays flat on the canvas a moment, the air refreshing his entire body. The Demonic Angel looks to his left a moment, nothing. He then turns his head to the right, Jake Diamond and Human Wreckingball laying near helplessly on the canvas. Lrey lays his hands flat on the canvas, his body raising from the canvas slowly, his near feather like body weighing nothing to his arms. The Demonic Angel lays a knee down, blood covering his face somewhat.

Lil Rey Ray lays his foot flat to the ground, and stands above Human Wreckingball and The Future, both men groaning and wiggling around now. Lrey takes a few steps back from the men, falling back onto the ropes behind him, catching himself on it. He crouches down at the ropes, and begins breathing heavily. Jake Diamond is the first to his feet, his hair showing spots of crimson every few strands. Jake looks to his right now, The Metal Warrior laying under him. Jake smirks at this, and turns to his left, expecting the near lifeless body of Lrey to be laying there.

As his head begins to turn, Lrey moves off his feet, and stands fully. He begins shifting his legs around, taking a few steps to Jake Diamond. Lrey pushes his momentum to the right, then the left, making his body a grounded pendulum. As Jake's body turns to face Lrey, the Demonic Angel's body uses the turning momentum as it begins to end at the right, Lrey's left leg slamming into Jake's stomach. Before anything else can happen, the momentum fires left, Lrey slinging his right leg finding its way into the back of Jake's head.

J.P.: Damn! What an Enziguri, that is a move that Lrey keeps in stock at all times, and will find a way to knock you out of with it. We haven't seen Lrey pull that from his inventory is quite some time. In this match you will see Lrey pull out all the stops, trying all his talent to beat Jake.

Ray: Yea. Although good ol' sexy Metal Man is a tough fight in himself, Lrey is focusing heavily on Jake. I can tell you why too, because Jake has the face Lrey can never have.

J.P.: Yes Ray, Lrey is mad because Jake is better looking. What kind of lies are those? If Lrey cared about the way he looked, he may be married right now. But, as you can tell, he is a wrestling maniac, and would rather kick the shit out of someone than spend his day looking in a mirror.

Jake's body falls limply, as Lrey continues the kick, his body spinning parallel to the canvas. The crowd begins to chant "Demon Days" as Lrey catches the spin at just one full rotation, catching the canvas with his hand. The chants seem to stream in, as Jake's body falls into the canvas, his head tucked to his body, almost a lifeless look about him. Lrey's leg's touch back to the canvas as Human Wreckingball reaches his feet, his eyes showing anger in them. Lrey tries to fall to his body, having the idea of playing possum, but is caught midway.

The Metal Warrior's eyes glaze onto Lrey, as his arms fall from under him, no cause to it. Human Wreckingball sees this, and smiles to himself. The Metal Warrior walks to Lrey, and reaches down to his shorts, crunching the material together before raising him into the air. Lil Rey Ray begins to fling his arms wildly, a few shots slamming into the side of HW's skull. This only angers the large man, as his grip comes up even higher, Lrey being held six feet in the air by one hand. Lrey squirms wildly, but to his dismay, nothing comes from it.

Human Wreckingball pulls Lrey to his face, and begins yelling at him, Lrey only smiling even though the pain withers away at his body. Human Wreckingball takes this as an insult, and throws Lrey onto his shoulder, a grunt coming from him. Human Wreckingball jumps around a moment, Lrey's stomach bouncing violently on HW's stomach, pain running its course on Lrey. The Metal Warrior wraps his arms around the Demonic Angel's legs, pushing down with his arms while his pushes out with his shoulder.

Lrey's back and body fly backwards, HW falling into a sitting position with the spine buster. Lrey's back falls through the V made by HW's legs, Lrey's head snapping back violently as he hits the canvas. As his head fires back, the canvas stops it from breaking, the impact of skull and canvas rocking his mind. Human Wreckingball lets out a scream of victory as this happens, the entire ring shaking from the shock wave of the horrendous impact of the move. Lrey flips to his stomach slowly, his body aching heavily from the pain of the move.

J.P.: Holy Sh*t, what a boom! That move just slammed throughout the entire arena, and that impact... devastating. In all the time I have been a commentator in this wonderful place, never have I seen Lrey slammed down with such authority, catching him is a task in itself, but slamming him.

Ray: I can't even catch him when he is talking to people, always says something happened to his car or something. Only thing is, I have never seen his car, I thought he drove with the Forsaken Angels or one of them at least... Oh well.

Human Wreckingball stands slowly from the thunderous slam he just performed, his eyes fixated on Jake Diamond. HW gets his mindset right after a moment, rattling his own mind from the velocity of the slam just taken place. He then sets off towards Jake, his strong hand landing on Jake's arm. HW pulls Jake up easily, Jake's body raising without complaint. As Jake's body touches to the canvas, his eyes widen suddenly, a heavy right arm shooting from his side. Jake's arm slams deadly with the side of HW's face, HW taking a step back in pain.

TBCB Jake or HW

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

The sharp and deadly pains continue to pulsate up and down Human Wreckingball’s leg as his knee slowly becomes more and more swollen with each step he takes. He slowly recuperates and falls onto Jake with an unintentional standing splash to cover him for the pin but, shockingly, Jake appears to have a little bit more gas left in the tank as he kicks out after a two count. Wreckingball wipes the blood from his face with a visibly stressed look on his face wondering what it will take to put either of these men away. Despite not getting the pin fall, Wreckingball doesn’t lose his hope just yet as he begins to pull himself up to his feet with assistance from the ropes with a look of pure determination spread proudly from cheek to cheek. He manages to stand completely up before getting chopped back down like a mighty oak tree as Jake hits a rolling kick to the back of Wreckingball’s extremely swollen right knee from a laid down position. HW’s head falls down on the second rope with his hands as they dangle above the ring apron. Lil Rey Ray and Jake Diamond see their only open moment in awhile and both men try to scurry up to their feet as fast as they can. Jake gets back up instantly but falls back down just as quickly from a head rush from the lack of oxygen in his mind and profuse loss of blood. Although, after a few failed steps both Jake and Lrey get up to their feet at the same time only to begin to stare down one another before setting both of their sights on a downed Human Wreckingball. Both competitors, without saying a word, nod to each other in agreement and hurry with whatever speed they have left in them and hit a double feint tiger kick. Wreckingball’s head snaps back viciously, sending him back in a complete back somersault and, groggily, onto his feet. Jake and Lrey look at each other on the ring apron then at Wreckingball before both men springboard off the top rope, Jake aiming a springboard Busaiku Knee kick and Lrey directing a springboard missile dropkick variation. Lrey connects with full velocity into HW’s chest while the Busaiku kick is hit beautifully across the Metal Warrior’s throat, dropping him down on the canvas with authority.

The crowd completely blows up in “G-H-W” and “Holy Shit!” chants as Jake and the Demonic Angel lay lifelessly beside the just as equally unconscious Human Wreckingball. The chants only grow louder as both Lrey and Jake Diamond kip-up back to their feet in unison. The sheer pain and agony they feel screaming through their body like a banshee is nothing compared to the excitement of the fans that fuel them to keep fighting. In a surprise turn of events, Jake stretches his hand out as a sign of respect toward Lrey who stares at it, rightfully cautious and confused at the Future’s sign of compassion. Unfortunately, Lrey doesn’t have enough time to accept Jake’s handshake as a small shower of rock salt from Jake’s other concealed hand blinds him completely and fills into the open veins that throb from his face. Lil Rey Ray lets out a loud scream that would haunt Satan himself before he’s given a swift kick to the gut and placing the Demonic Angel in position for a suplex.

JP: Jake appears like he’s going for a suplex, now the hook of the leg... Oh my, he’s holding the apparent fisherman suplex up, look at how long that stall is!

Ray: But it’s not as long as Alex Stall is... The Angel comes crashing back down! Come on Jakey Poo go for the cover!

JP: Jake barley has enough strength to hold his head up, how the hell do you expect him to crawl over to Lil Rey Ray and cover him?

Ray: Because, somebody as sexy and awesome as him can do anything. He’s actually the person who killed Chuck Norris...

Ray White receives a look from Jimmy Pate that not only tells him to shut up but threatens him at the same time. Lrey arches his back from the stalled variation of the fisherman suplex as Jake’s legs and arms appear to be mildly shaking from lack of strength, but manages enough brawn to crawl with his elbows to Lrey and reach behind him for the pin. Both of the referees drop down to count the cover but stop after Lil Rey Ray flails and flops aimlessly just enough to lift his shoulder high enough to cancel the count after two. Jake’s expression drops from satisfaction to an intense depressed look as the thoughts of him retaining the Triumph Championship dwindles as each second passes. Suddenly, as if on the drop of a hat, Jake’s expression immediately changes from distress to anger and fury after doubting himself and quickly crawls up to his feet with a vengeance. He grabs Lrey by the back of his head and arm pulls him up, but is surprised with a quick elbow smash to his jaw. Lrey keeps the offensive of elbows going until Jake jabs his middle finger into Lrey’s eye, sending him back a few steps. Despite the dirty counter, Lil Rey Ray keeps the attacks coming with a handful of random stiff punches and low kicks to Jake all over the place until he sends him into a retreat at the ropes. Stimulated from the roar of the audience and his pure hatred for his adversary, the Demonic Angel sends Jake into the other set of ropes with a sloppy looking Irish whip. On the return, Lil Rey Ray leapfrogs over Jake, possibly to tire the champ down, but Jake counters by stopping just behind the Demonic Angel and connects with a brutal discus clothesline that drops both men onto the canvas.

Jake stares down from his four-point stance at the pool of blood his face makes after dripping after mere seconds when the anger he felt before returns sending him in an absolute frenzy. He pounds his fist into the blood, before hopping onto his feet as if he was a kid again and he just fell off his bicycle and gotten a small scratch. Unfortunately, Jake’s mind was slowly separating from the reality and he knew he had to end this match quickly if he wanted to leave without severe mental and physical damage. He stared down at the Demonic Angel, who is beginning to stir, when he comes to the conclusion that the clothesline wouldn’t finish this match, not by a long shot. The Future pulls Lil Rey Ray up and decides that the end has come when he places Lrey’s head under his shoulder and underhooks both of his opponents arms. Obviously ready for this, Lil Rey Ray shocks the fans and Jake himself by rotating ninety degrees and countering the move in it’s entirety before a swift low blow is brought up between Jake’s legs before the Future’s head is shoved abruptly between the Demonic Angel’s legs. As both the mans arms are underhooked, Lrey reacts on absolute instinct and face plants Jake after a ninety degree turn, completing the Death by Angels. The fans are on complete edge, loaded with booze and excitement when Lil Rey Ray’s own brutal reality sinks into his skull in the form of an incredible spear by Human Wreckingball from the corner that sends both men out of the ring through the middle and top ropes.

JP: Oh my Lord! I thought it was finished right there after the Death by Angels but Human Wreckingball managed to save his chances by taking Lil Rey Ray along with himself.

Ray: Now look at them, sleeping, right in front of us, it’s kinda sexy if you think about it...

JP: What the hell is your major malfunction? First off, they aren’t sleeping, and secondly, they’re Fighty fighty persons that are vulnerable, there’s nothing sexy about that!

Ray: Sure not for you, but I know I’ll be saving myself from dropping a mickey in someone’s drink tonight when I’ve got these two...

Jake lays in the center of the ring, in a pool of blood and sweat soaking on the pile of salt that apparently doesn’t affect somebody when they’re knocked out cold. One of the referees check to see if he’s even alive but continues the match anyway despite Jake’s wide open but glassy eyes. The other referee officiating the match checks on both Human Wreckingball and Lil Rey Ray who are slightly moving but have fallen so brutally that it’s hard to tell if it’s actual movement or just spasms. The Metal Warrior lifts his hand closest to Lrey high up in the air before dropping it lazily across Lil Rey Ray’s chest beginning a sudden pin count, but the Demonic Angel lifts a shoulder after an extremely close two count. Human Wreckingball rolls over with a plain look on his face, almost as if he doesn’t care anymore, but gets that thought slapped right out of his mind as the audience begin in a mixture of “Let’s go Wreckingball!” and “Let’s go Rey Ray!”. Wreckingball and Lil Rey Ray struggle extremely, stumbling more times than a newborn calf with no legs. Finally both men stand up face to face, leaning back and forth on their legs, before falling flat against each others chest and, almost unwillingly, grab each others hands and lock up in a test of strength. They push each other, back and forth, in a pointless game of tug of war until Human Wreckingball gets a sudden burst of energy and forces Lil Rey Ray down with a heavy push, using the strength from his shoulders. Surprisingly, Lrey recovers in an impressive fashion by rolling back onto his feet and quickly locking up in a collar-and-elbow tie up. Wreckingball, obviously technically and powerfully superior, grabs onto Lrey’s forearm and shoulder and locking him in a modified side hammerlock.

Wreckingball keeps the hammerlock applied for an impressive amount of time before experiencing first hand Lrey’s high flying ability. The Demonic Angel, with his arm still locked, manages to leap onto the ring apron with a single leap before back flipping over Wreckingball and catching him in an inverted DDT. Lrey tries to spike him down from behind but the Metal Warrior appears to have other thoughts as he brings his far arm up to grab the back of Lrey’s head, and using his brute strength advantage to reverse the move into his own position for an inverted DDT. Lil Rey Ray thinks quickly and grabs onto one of Wreckingball’s arms with both hands before falling straight down and bringing the Metal Warrior down with him with an armdrag takedown. The adrenaline rush going through both mens veins like cocaine through Tony Montana brings both men up to their feet instantly, igniting a round of applause from the audience.

JP: Impressive combination of counters from two very different styles. Lil Rey Ray’s blatant speed advantage and Human Wreckingball’s incredible strength advantage.

Ray: But what about Jakey Poo? He’s the best pure striker in the business and can beat almost anyone with mind games.

JP: That would be true, if Jake Diamond wasn’t out cold in the middle of the ring, sprawled out like a dead eagle.

Ray: Don’t you worry Jimmy, my sexy Jake will get up really soon... Right? The Death by Angels can’t be that dangerous of a move...

Too bad for Jake that Ray White’s explanation wasn’t the same as the actual impact as he continues to lay in the same position with the same glassy eyed expression. Meanwhile outside of the ring, the action couldn’t be more exciting as both opponents begin to exchange punches and kicks, countering each one from each other. After countless amounts of dodged and missed punches, chops, and kicks, Lil Rey Ray manages to connect with a beautiful legsweep to the back of Human Wreckingball’s knee after dodging a left footed big boot. The larger man falls with a loud thud as he yelps out loud from the complete pain and torture his knee has been put through. The Demonic Angel sees his open shot to take the Triumph title from the sick and maniacal reign of Jake Diamond when he DDT’s the Metal Warrior’s right foot onto the outside mat, forcing the knee to bend in a way that it was never supposed to. Human Wreckingball’s knee appears to be almost two times the size it was when the match started as he grabs the joint in excruciating agony. The Demonic Angel decides to finish the match now and then as he viciously tosses up the ring apron and grabs the first object that catches his eye, a plain steel chair. Lil Rey Ray smashes it with incredible force across Wreckingball’s head before hitting the knee directly afterward. With a look of satisfaction, Lrey slides the steel chair into the ring before dragging Human Wreckingball over to the announce table. Obviously forgetting that he had to lift Human Wreckingball, Lil Rey Ray slowly but surely places the Metal Warrior flat across the announce table, not even bothering to remove the TV monitors or cables.

The crowd’s excitement is at an all time high, absolutely ecstatic at what has already happened, and pumped to see what’s due next. Lil Rey Ray slides into the ring and picks up the dented steel chair before pointing at the turnbuckles then Human Wreckingball who lays lifelessly outside of the ring on the announce table. Jake has managed to push himself up to a seated position but has his back turned to Lrey who’s ascending up the turnbuckle with the cold and heartless steel chair in hand, who obviously isn’t figuring Jake as a threat even at this point in the match. Lrey manages to climb up without further hurting himself and faces his back toward Wreckingball, possibly looking for a moonsault with the chair or a modified variation of another aerial move. Regrettably, Lil Rey Ray’s own ignorance leads to the sudden shift of momentum when he’s surprised by Jake who pulls off a springboard Super Kick to Lrey, ricocheting the steel chair into his windpipe and forcing him to drop it down to the mat. The crowds cheers suddenly become horribly hostile as a dizzy, groggy, and completely stunned Jake begins to climb up to the top turnbuckle where Lrey sits, instinctively. When Jake Diamond reaches the top he wastes as little of time that he can by placing the Demonic Angel’s head between Jake’s legs. The crowd, nearly filled completely with “Anti-Jake” fans, become riotous thinking that the Riverside Dive is on it’s way but is sadly mistaken as the Future painfully flips Lil Rey Ray up onto his shoulders before taking an incredible leap from atop the top turnbuckle and connecting with a brutal and horrifying looking Awesome Bomb onto the announce table and, more importantly, on Human Wreckingball. Lil Rey Ray appears to have taken the brunt of the damage as his head snaps back instantly and bounces off of the Metal Warrior’s near lifeless body as Jake lays on his chest with his hands hanging onto his shaking body. The audience instantly irrupt in a chorus of “Holy Shit!” chants as all three bloodied and battered opponents lay on the previous remains of an announce table, all too tired to cover one of their many unconscious opponents.

TBCB: Lrey or Wreckingball

OOC: I thought as my last post that I’d end it off with a “bang”. I managed to squeeze this one in nearly 30 minutes before I had to leave and catch my flight. I’m honestly hoping that both of you only make one or two more posts but I know pretty well that that won’t be the case. Good luck boys, and may the best man win and I’ll be back on Monday to see the results.

-PJ

[Vladimir T. Strife]

Match Over