Television Championship TLC: Millson/Delta

[Dustin Delta]

The arena lights dim, and slowly turn off. The crowd begins to boo a bit as the MiniTron and TitanTron both light up bright white, and the MiniTron alone reads "ERADICATE" in refined, divine black text. The white explodes, and Dustin Delta's normal graphics show in the arena, causing the volume of the heat in the arena to rise. A set camera zooms in on the stage as Dustin pushes his way through the curtain, light-tubes crossed on his back. He has a skull cap covering his head, and it's easy to tell he hasn't shaved in a while. A grave look is all that can be seen on his face as it switches to a cameraman who stands right up in front of the Aerodynamic Blitz. He's breathing heavily, and for a moment, stands on the stage nearly completely motionless. He looks around into the audience, expression remaining stolid and dark. Slowly, the Floridian Falcon begins to make his way down the ramp of the coveted GHW Arena, accompanied only by the familiar sounds of booing and his theme song, "A Change of Seasons" by Dream Theater.

"Dustin Delta has a huge chance here tonight to make up for his terrible title reign. He could win back the Television title and who knows? Maybe he'll go on to have the longest reign ever!"

"Maybe, but I honestly doubt that's going to happen, Colin. He couldn't do it right the first time, he won't do it right the second time."


Delta proceeds down the incline, glancing into the capacity crowd in the arena every now and then. He sets his focus on the ladders on the ramp, and continues past them. As he reaches ringside, taking notice of the tables and chairs. He slowly walks up the steel steps, and walks to the center of the apron. He scans through the audience before taking a step through the black ring ropes, and onto the canvas where the initials of the company are etched. He paces around, anxious to spill the blood of another man. His theme song slowly fades away as he waits for "Semi-Sweet Symphony" to hit the P/A system.

[Millson and Simpson]

Do not adjust your television sets!

Your eyes are not deceiving you!

I really am that good!

'Semi-Sweet Symphony' sounds, and the Boston crowd instantly start to cheer rapturously for the Mighty Man. After a short pause, their new hero steps on stage, Television title around his waist, microphone in his hand and he stands in the middle of the passage, smiling, as he puts his hands behind him, only to raise them up again, gold pyro rockets shooting into the air. When the rockets finish, the Daddy's Boy walks down the ramp, clapping hands with the younger fans as he goes by.

Introducing first, from Whitby, England, weighing in at 235 ibs, he is the Television champion, Mighty Man Millson II.

The Daddy's Boy walks over to one of the ladders that is propped up and starts to climb it, keeping an eye on Delta at all times. The Ultimate Ego raises the mic to his lips and the fans start to cheer already.

Hello, Boston.

The crowd start to cheer louder than ever, and Delta just stands in the ring, looking sick to his stomach, trying to stop the crowd cheering.

Delta, I see no-one came out with you or me, let's keep it that way. Now I thought what better way to highlight our match by doing a little bit of a Tale of the Tape. Look to the TitanTron, please.

Delta Millson
Height 5'10'' 6'0''
Weight 183 lbs 235 lbs
Style Nonsensical Everything
Finisher Never used Mighty Mutilation
Title reigns Hardly 1 1
Title defenses Eh-Eh 2 tonight

Well, I guess that says everything. Mighty Man Millson II has the height, weight, style, finisher and title experience advantage.

The Mighty One steps down and slides into the ring, unhooking his title and handing it to the referee, who hooks it up to the support, which flies 15 feet into the air. The two competitors stare at each other as the bell rings.

[Dustin Delta]

Not wasting anytime, Millson advances, trying to lock up with his smaller opponent. Dustin, being quick of his feet, jumps up, placing both feet on the shoulders of the Triple M, bounces over, and runs the ropes. The Whitby native turns around, only to recieve a dropkick to the midsection, sending him several steps back. The Floridian tries his luck again, running the ropes. But off the rebound this time, Millson reacts fast enough to dodge, and Delta nearly goes flying over the ropes into a table, but the Minuscule Martyr skins the cat, managing to stay on the apron. Not taking his sight off of the Ultimate Ego, Dustin jumps up to the third rope and lunges forward at Mighty Man Millson, spinning back to kick him in the face. The Daddy's Boy falls to the canvas, but the Aerodynamic Blitz loses balance, also falling to the mat. Delta grabs the second rope, rising to one knee, momentum keeping him going after the small mess-up. Instead of continuing his assault of Millson, he rises back to a vertical base and jumps over the top rope, heading down to ringside. He races to the nearest ladder, and folds it up before turning back to face the ring. He looks into the ring and notices the Television Champion rising back to his feet, so he knows he doesn't have much time to spare. Improvising the best MacGuyver theory he can, he leans the ladder up against the side of the ring and ropes, slanted at a 45 degree angle. He pushes some security gaurdrails back so he has some room, and he turns back to the ladder and ring. The Everglades native runs full speed ahead like a locomotive at the ladder, and runs up with ninja-like agility. While in flight, he tries to grab the belt with his hands, but misses, so flips over and wraps his legs around it, now hanging upside-down from the fifteen-foot high hanging championship.

"Dustin is in a terrible position right now--hanging fifteen feet above the ring from a championship belt. He'd need to roll himself up and unhook the title, then survive the fall to get an early win here."

"Millson will get him down in the most painful fashion possible. I assure you that, Colin."

Millson and the capacity crowd in the GHW Arena as a good laugh as Dustin hangs helplessly, trying to roll himself up to the hook. The Daddy's Boy shakes his head as he smirks, and he slides out of the ring. Grabbing the ladder that the Aerodynamic Blitz used to get into his terrible scenario, he re-enters the ring, seeming to have a plan. Millson sets the fifteen-foot ladder up just to the side of Dustin, and scaled it himself. As he got to Dustin's head, he stepped onto the side of the ladder and extended his arm out, grabbing Delta by the hair and slamming his face into the steps on the ladder. He continued the offense on his extremely vulnreble challenger, delivering two back chops to the torso. When the Whitby native is done having his amusement, he takes a few steps down and locks Dustin in a vertical suplex position, bringing them both back down to the mat. Although the Deathmatch Majesty holds on to the belt, so when Millson goes to slam him down, he fails and slams himself down into the mat, in a supine position. Dustin releases his legs from around the belt and spins forward quickly, landing on Millson with a high-impact 450 Splash, drawing in heat from the Bostonian audience. Dustin rises to his feet, looking down at MMMII with a grave grin. He walks to the southern-most ropes and exits the ring. At ringside, he grabs one of the provided chairs and slides it under the bottom rope, and follows into the squared circle himself.

"Nice comeback by Dustin there, what's he planning to do now with this chair?"

"If we've learned anything from Delta's previous bouts here in GHW, it's that he surely knows how to use a weapon and how to think on his feet."

Delta picks up the steel chair and slowly approaches Millson, who is facing the corner, trying to use the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical base. The Ultimate Ego stands, leaning against the corner. He turns around to face Delta, who goes to smack him with the chair, but the Whitby native dodges, bending over to avoid the attack. He runs the south ropes, and off the rebound, hits the chair-wielding Floridian Falcon with an enziguri. Might Man Millson rises back to his feet, grinning at the crowd, who is ecstatically cheering for the Whitby Wonder. Millson brings Dustin up to his feet, groggy, and kicks him in the gut. Delta doubles over, and the Daddy's Boy gets a double underhook on the Deathmatch Majesty, and lifts him up, turns him over, and rams his back into Millson's knee with a double underhook backbreaker. Triple M stands, looking down at his downed challenger, and then looks up at his championship. He knows what to do now.

[Millson and Simpson]

With the speed and grace of a cat, the Daddy's Boy scales the steel rungs, step by step, making sure to keep the ladder balanced as he does so. He looks down at the Floridian Falcon with sheer contempt, eager to win the match with as much humiliation as possible coming to the brash youngster below him. The crowd start to cheer for the Whitby Native as he reaches up for the title, the match looking doomed to end nearly as quickly as it had began, but with his fingers only inches away from interlocking on the title band, the Mighty Man withdraws them and starts to step down the ladder, jumping back to the canvas and walking over to the Aerodynamic Blitz. Double D acts on instinct and crawls to his opponent, sliding his arms up the legs of the Television champion, but Millson takes a step back, leaving the challenger floundering at thin air. Millson quickly sprints behind Delta and hits the ropes, rebounding back towards his foe and throwing himself at the back of the Floridian, holding onto the smaller man's neck with his right hand, left hand pushing down the air and giving the Whitby Wonder enough momentum to force the face of the Deathmatch Majesty into the ground. The Daddy's Boy gets straight back to his feet and picks up the chair that Delta brought into the ring. The Ultimate Ego weighs up the steel chair in his hands and allows the much smaller Delta to crawl to the bottom rope nearest to him and heave himself, slowly, painfully to his feet, until at last, the Floridian Falcon gets to his feet, back to MMM II. Millson takes a step back, before charging forward, chair in hand, swinging for the exposed spine of Dustin, only for an instinct to kick into the 183 pounder, the cheers of the crowd seeming to tell the Blitz to sidestep from his position. The sudden dodge takes the champion unawares and he continues his wild swing, the chair not meeting flesh, but meeting nylon, the impact on the ropes sending the chair back into Millson's face, staggering the champion. Using the last of his energy, the first EVO main-eventer wraps his right arm around the neck of the staggering Millson, keeping the Daddy's Boy facing upwards, following up by kicking his own legs behind him and pushing down, sending the Mighty One's head and body to the ground.

One mistake from Millson, and Delta is quick to capitalize with that Sleeper Slam.

Yeah, but Delta looks spent already. That crazy ladder run seems to have taken it all out of the challenger.

The two competitors stay down on the cold, hard, mat for a few seconds, the crowd really starting to get into this match, really believing in the potential that this match has to offer. With slightly more left in the tank after executing the Sleeper Slam, Delta is up first and the Deathmatch Majesty quickly shakes the cobwebs out of his head and clutches the bottom rung of the ladder, having fallen next to the steel structure. Painstakingly slowly, Delta starts to use the ladder to help him get to his feet, but he pushes on the ladder fractionally too hard, and with an almost sarcastic sway, the ladder starts to fall until it is stopped by the top rope. The Floridian almost rips out his eyes in frustration and he starts to hit the mat with his bare hands, not quite believing his bad luck. Forgetting the ladder for now, the Aerodynamic Blitz crawls over to the ropes and slides underneath, walking over to one of the tables and flattening the bottom, before pushing it into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Dustin follows the table and once inside the squared circle again, props up the wooden instrument, leaving it in a space in the ring to use later. The Deathmatch Majesty then picks up the Tyrant of Technique by the hair and drags him over to one of the turnbuckles, not hesitating to ram Millson's head into it 3 times to soften up the Television champion. Delta leaves Millson's back to the turnbuckle and picks up the chair again, throwing it at the Mighty Man's head. On instinct, the Daddy's Boy catches it, but before he can lower it from his facial regions, the Everglades Native runs at MMM II and launches both feet at the chair, the impact ramming the steel straight onto the bridge of Millson's Nose. The Ultimate Ego falls forward, dropping the chair in front of him and falling face-first onto it to add to the pain. The challenger now decides to use the table he brought to the ring and he positions it diagonally at the angle of the turnbuckle nearest Millson. Without any wasted motion, Double D picks up the Daddy's Boy by the scruff of the neck and lifts him by the waist onto the top of the turnbuckle. The Deathmatch Majesty hops upto the same level and stands on top of the turnbuckle, dragging the Tyrant of Technique to his feet, precariously balancing both men.

What is Delta going to do here? He has Millson groggy, and they are one fall away to meeting wood and splinters.

Whatever he plans, someone's going through a atble, and that always makes for good TV.

Delta puts his left arm around the head and neck of the Ultimate Ego and places his right hand around the back of the left leg of Millson, with the left arm of the Daddy's Boy hanging lifelessly over the Deathmatch Majesty's head. The crowd start to buzz in anticipation at the prospect of a Superplex, and as expected, the Everglades Native heaves upwards, liftinf the champion slightly. With a surprising amount of resilience, the Whitby Wonder pushes down with all his 235 lbs and refuses to be lifted by the Floridian Falcon, instead coming back with a few well measured right hands to the soft underbelly of the challenger. Not expecting this sudden barrage, Delta begins to sway on the turnbuckle, in the more perilous position of the two men, having his back to the table. Two more punches to the belly releases the grip of the challenger and forces Delta backwards, the equilibrium lost. The Aerodynamic Blitz can't stop himself and he careens onto the table, but his 183 lbs frame is not enough to break the lattice of wood and he instead remains on top of the table, facing up to the sky. Wasting no time and seeing an opportunity to restore a sense of parity in this match, the Daddy's Boy leaps of the top rope, leading with his legs, landing square across the chest of the 24 year old, the combined weight of the two men too great for the table's resistance, the impact sending both men through the table.

OH MY GOD! A Leg Drop through the table. This is certainly one for the ages.

You're not joking Fuzz. We've seen Tables, Ladders and Chairs now, and they've all been used to some damn effect.

Neither man look in any shape to climb up that ladder, so we're back to square one. Who will come out as Television champion?

More importantly, who will come out in one piece?

[Dustin Delta]

Millson backs into a corner with his eyes widened, and his thigh in pain. He grabs his left leg in pain, splinters obviously thrust into the skin through his attire or by his bare leg. He grabs the ropes, obviously still suffering, and slowly pushes himself up, trying to stand up. He takes a deep breath as he leans back in the corner, and he pushes himself out, limping towards the center of the ring. He grabs the ladder for some support to his dizzy stance. He looks back and checks--Dustin is still barely showing any sign of movement, but Triple M is pretty banged up himself. The Ultimate Ego slowly walks around, and places one foot on the ladder, beginning a slow climb. After each grip on the leg, he takes a deep breath on continues. Once half-way up the fifteen-foot steel ladder, he looks back to check on his challenger. Dustin is now on his knees, bleeding just a bit. The Daddy's Boy believes Delta is still to out of it to catch up, so he continues on his way up to the championship belt above. As his right hand grabs upon the very top of the oversized metal step-stool, Dustin returns to his feet, rage consuming him, shown my the look in his eyes. But what the Flordian Falcon does next confuses many.

"What the hell is Dustin Delta doing? He's just running from the eastern ropes to the western ropes, continuing back and forth. Who does he think he is, Kenny Omega?!"

"Perhaps he's just building up some momentum--he was pretty out of it, this may give him the speed he needs."

As the Daddy's Boy reaches for his championship, Dustin stops bouncing back and forth and jumps up. He takes only a second to place on foot on the side of the ladder, and jumps up higher, swinging his right leg around and connecting a shin to the face of Millson with a graceful kick. Triple M is dazed, but manages to keep his grip. The Aerodynamic Blitz spins around and grabs the opposite side of the ladder, swinging over so he could climb. Surely, he reaches the top as the Ultimate Ego snaps out of the daze. The two, in an attempt to stay on top, begin throwing punches at each other, desperately trying to knock the opposing force down to the mat fifteen feet below. During the bout, the ladder begins to tip because of the ruckus, and it falls over to the right. Delta jumps off, landing on his feet. The Daddy's Boy does the same. The Whitby Native turns towards the fallen ladder and Delta, but the swift Everglades native sidesteps to the ladder, and throws a leg up and out, passing through the steps of the ladder, kicking the Ultimate Ego right in the jaw. Millson falls to the floor as the Deathmatch Majesty carefully brings his leg back so he can stand.

"Superkicked THROUGH the ladder! Millson was just superkicked through the steps on that steel ladder!"

"Great stealth shown by the challenger here tonight; once again folks, this is a Tabbles, Ladders, and Chairs match for the Television Championship!"

Dustin hoists the ladder back up to the center of the ring, but knows that the effects of the superkick won't last forever. He slides out of the ring, in search of a table he can use to but the European Egotist away. As soon as he finds one, he folds up the legs and pulls it up, pushing it through the ropes prior to returning to the boundaries of the black ropes. He sets it up in the corner of the ring opposite to Millson, and tosses the ladder out of the way into the north-west corner. Delta approaches the north-east corner, and pulls Triple M to a vertical base. He irish whips the Television Champion into the table in the opposite corner of the ring, and quickly scales the south-east turnbuckles. He flips forward, jumping as far out as he can. As the spinning stops, he extends both legs out, dropkicking Millson through the table in a spectacular fashion. Dustin rolls back, taking some recoil himself. He writhes a bit as he holds his left shin in pain, obviously twisting it in someway he shouldn't have. But regardless, the match must continue.

[Millson and Simpson]

Delta hobbles to his feet, but when he puts his weight down on the injured ankle, the Floridian Falcon lets out a scream and falls back to the canvas, instantly clutching at the injured body part and trying to nurse it back to normality. With Millson incapacitated, Delta knows that he has to get to the gold at the top of the ladder and tries desperately to fight the pain and get to his feet, only to be immediately stricken with the shooting pain yet again, falling to the mat like a sack of potatoes. The crowd try to will the Mighty Man back to his senses, knowing that there would be no way to stop the champion if he started his ascent. Assessing the risk, the Blitz starts to crawl towards the ladder and once he reaches the bottom rung, he starts to haul himself up, using the ladder to alleviate his ankle of any weight at all. Painfully, Delta starts to hop up the rungs, making sure he doesn't put any weight on his injury, and he reaches halfway without any opposition. The crowd start to boo enough for the awake remnants of Millson's brain to kick into gear, and the Daddy's Boy starts to get to his feet, using the ropes to pull himself up. Seeing the champion start to stir, Delta starts to quicken his climb and he reaches the top of his ascent to greatness, holding onto the ladder with one hand and reaching for the title with the other.

This is it, Delta is reaching for the title and there's no way Millson can stop him.

For once you're right, Fuzz. Millson's way out of it. He just hasn't been on his game tonight.

The Deathmatch Majesty starts to smile, knowing with all his heart that he only has to reach a few inches more for victory, and Delta manages to clutch his fingers around the belt, the crowd booing him all the way. The Ultimate Ego finally gets to his feet and his brain manages to take in what is happening at an almost superhuman speed, as he runs shoulder-first into the steel structure, unbalancing the ladder's base and sending it slowly toppling to the side, the surprise of the shoulder-tackle throwing Delta's fingers away from the glistening gold mere inches before the title was his. As the ladder starts to topple to the ropes, the Floridian smartly jumps from the sinking ship and lands feet-first on the canvas. Having acted on instinct, Delta had forgotten his injured ankle, and the Everglades Native lets out another shrill scream as he lands on the injured anatomy. The Tyrant of Techniqe lays slumped face-first on the mat in surprise, not thinking he had enough energy to push a ladder over as quickly as he had just done, but the surprise is soon gone and the athlete in Millson comes out, as he immediately pushes himself to his feet and starts to stalk the Aerodynamic Blitz.

I thought Delta had the match won right there, but Millson's stamina never ceases to amaze me.

You make joking way too easy, Fuzz.

As the challenger writhes on the floor in pain, the Daddy's Boy stands behind Delta's head and stomps on the cranium, instantly forcing the Blitz to forget his ankle and concentrate on the task in hand. Millson keeps stomping until the 183 pounder is incapacitated on the floor, unmoving. Always thinking of ways to hurt an opponent further, MMM drags Double D to the ropes by the leg and slides out of the ring, keeping hold of the challenger as he does so. Millson drapes the Floridian's leg over the end of the ring apron and lifts it into the air as Delta squirms, knowing the pain he's going to feel if he can't free his leg from the Daddy's Boy's clutches. Millson smiles and shakes his head at his foe, slamming Delta's leg onto the apron, causing more anguished screams from the Deathmatch Majesty. The Whitby Wonder doesn't stop there and he proceeds to slam the unprotected leg into the apron twice more before letting go.

Even though this is a ladder match, you can still spend some time outside the ring, working on your opponent.

I'll admit it, Triple M has his tactics right here. If you can stop your opponent from climbing the ladder, you can't lose.

With the title challenger passing out from the pain in his ankle, the Mighty Man receives no resistance when he tries to turn the Floridian Falcon onto his stomach. The Daddy's Boy clutches the injured ankle and starts to twist it painfully to the left, increasing the pressure as much as possible. Almost immediately, Delta starts to slap the mat frantically with his fist, the pain in his ankle too much for the Everglades Native. With no submission ending allowed, Millson decides to increase the pain by lying down on the concrete outside the squaed circle, not only twisting the ankle, but wedging the knee in between the ring and the bottom rope for added pressure and pain.

Ankle Lock! Ankle Lock! Delta's tapping but there's no submissions in this match!

I haven't seen an Ankle Lock cinched in tighter. This has got to be excruciating for the challenger.

And if Delta either passes out from the pain, or loses all feeling in that leg, he can't climb the ladder.

He's fighting a losing battle, for sure.

[Dustin Delta]

Millson releases the dreaded ankle lock as the young challenger seems out of it, his left ankle hurt extremely bad. Triple M jumps up to the apron and grins as the fans cheer him on he enters the ring and grabs the ladder, centering it in the ring as he prepares to begin his ascent. As he climbs the rung, the crowd begins to boo in disgust; yet when the camera cuts to Dustin, he's barely moved since he was last shown. Eli Young, manager to the currently inactive competitor and former Television Champion Reeves, jumps over the security barricade from the crowd and enters the ring. The Ultimate Ego looks down, and the look in his eyes designates shock. Eli charges forward, tipping over the ladder. He watches with a devilish grin as Millson is sent airborne, sailing over the top ropes and through a wooden table set up at ringside. The Daddy's Boy screams in pain as the wooden table collapses under him and he falls to ringside. Young then turns his attention, and slides down to one knee as he approaches Delta, throwing a barrage of closed fists to the temple. Young looks at both of the downed competitors as he quickly slides out of the ring and runs backstage.

"When this match was made, Dustin's allies and Ian Millson were banned from ringside--Eli Young is a third party!""He attacked both competitors though. Obviously getting some vengeance for his now injured friend Reeves. Reeves has a bone to pick with both men in this match. Millson for taking the Television title from him, and Delta for attacking him after that title match."

Every fan in the arena boos as Eli Young stands on the stage with a dark smirk. He walks out through the curtain and the cameras cut back to the ring, where Dustin is struggling to grab one of the ring ropes so he could pull himself up. Outside the ring, Triple M is rolling over to a prone position so he could perhaps begin a slow rise to a vertical base. The crowd that was hot and loud only moments before falls silent as both superstars struggle helplessly. Finally, the volume of the crowd returns up, boos drawing in from all directions as Dustin brings himself up, leaning in the corner with the pressure on his right leg. He takes several deep breaths, and takes several limping steps towards the ladder which is now fallen. He musters up the strength to lean it back up so it may stand tall in the heart of the square circle. He checks the placement of the steel structure, and the current stance of Millson—who is currently tugging on the ring apron in an attempt to get up. Delta quickly nods to himself and grabs the highest rungs he can, pulling himself up and hopping, being careful to land on his right leg only to avoid putting any pressure on the left leg at all. As the Aerodynamic Blitz reaches ten feet above the ring, the camera’s signal cuts over to ringside, where the Daddy’s Boy is rising back to a vertical base, holding onto the bottom rope and ring apron for support. He tries to comfort his lower back, where wood is now wedged in, before realizing the current situation above the ring.

“Millson finally coming to after that HORRIFIC crash through the table, but it may be too late to stop Dustin from reaching the climax tonight.”

“….Of all the ways you could’ve worded that, Colin.”

Triple M slides into the ring, now slowed down because of the growing pain in his back. He grabs the rungs of the ladder and begins a climb upwards while Delta grabs onto the belt, doing his best to unhook the hanging Television Championship. He takes a look down below, noticing the current champ gaining on him at a decent pace. The Deathmatch Majesty frantically tries to undo the hook and release the twenty pounds of gold into his hands, but it's too late. Might Man Millson II grabs the legs of Dustin, lifting them both off the top of the ladder. He steps his right foot over, putting Dustin in a vertically hanging Boston Crab. Yet, at the same time, the Chieftain of Eradication still has his hands on the championship, free to unhook the title if he can tolerate the pain in his lower body. The Whitby Warrior balances on his right foot and kicks his left heel into the gut of Dustin. In a reaction, Delta reaches down with both arms to hold his gut, and when his upper body swings down, his face it's the ladder. The ladder begins to lose it's balance, and many fear that both will fall again. But Millson shifts around, regaining the balance. Triple M looks up at the belt, and releases the leg of Dustin, who rolls over and bridges on one side of the ladder while the Ultimate Ego goes to capture his gold.

[Millson and Simpson]

Delta quickly grabs the support of the steel structure, knowing that there's no time to waste, with the Mighty Man already halfway up the ladder. Showing immense abdominal fortitude, the Floridian Falcon hauls himself to a sitting position, with the help of the strut, legs still interlocked in the steel rungs of the ladder. From his sitting base, the 183 pounder frees his left leg and throws it into the air, kicking the hapless Millson in the back, halting the champion's climb. Delta repeats himself not once, not twice, but thrice, and follows up by grabbing the side of the ladder and lifting himself to a standing position, on the rungs below the Triple M Experience. The Massachusetts crowd signal their appreciation of the strength that the maneuver took, and from his more advantageous position, the Deathmatch Majesty sends a few rights onto the small of the back of the champion. With the Ultimate Ego slumped on the steps, the Blitz steps down from the ladder and faces away from his opponent, putting his head inbetween the ladder and Millson. The crowd wait in anticipation, knowing what the next move will be, but hoping that it won't happen, hoping beyond hop that their hero won't be put in a situation as horrific. Double D holds onto the legs of the Whitby Wonder, stepping away from the ladder, already having Millson overhead. As a reflex, the Daddy's Boy starts to unload a few closed fists at the skull of Dustin, but the Falcon holds on with an almost vice-like grip and walks over to the ropes. Delta uses his whole body weight to lift the Mighty Man into the air, and as Millson struggles, Delta throws the 235 pounder down, Millson falling from about 10 feet in the air to about 15 feet to the concrete below, the mat not containing any give, the Mighty One's back shuddering into the ground.

OHHHHHH! A Powerbomb from Delta! All the way from inside the ring to outside. That's it! It's over!

I wouldn't count out the Mighty Man just yet, Fuzz. It looks like the effort took a lot out of the challenger.

As the commentators were speaking, the Everglades Native, Delta, had slumped to the ground in exhaustion, the effort of not only the Powerbomb, but also the sit-up on the ladder, completely draining the resources of the Deathmatch Majesty. The crowd see their opportunity and start to cheer for the broken Television champion, hoping he revives before the battered Delta, but neither man responds to the calls of the GHW faithful. With neither man moving, the crowd up the ante and start to cheer with renewed vigour and ferocity, desperately hoping to make an impact and get one of the competitors to their feet. Unfortunately for the fans, it's Dustin who starts to move first, grabbing the ropes and using them to get to his knees. The Floridian Falcon gets to his feetgives a malicious smile as he sees the unmoving MMM II, and the sight of his wounded foe gives Delta strength, allowing the Everglades Native to get a hand to the top rope and yank himself fully to his feet. The Blitz staggers backwards, turning to face the ladder, and he sprawls onto the face of the ladder, holding onto the rungs for support, but inadvertantly pushing the structure away from the centre of the squared circle. Not realising, the Falcon starts to climb up the ladder, reaching the top of the ladder, as the Whitby Wonder starts to pull himself up to his feet on the outside. With the ladder off centre by a considerable margin, the Aeroynamic Blitz reaches for the glistening title, but can only brush his fingers on the nameplate, not quite with enough wingspan to hold the title in his palm. Desperately, seeing the champion get to his feet, Delta leaps for the title, only to miss by mere inches, the dizzy and pained state he's in making his leap of faith near impossible. The Deathmatch Majesty collides with the canvas at a rate of knots and lays still on the floor, Millson not quite believing his luck.

Inches. Mere inches. Sometimes that's what determines championship reigns in Pro Wrestling.

Yeah, and that's a real shame. You know how much I'd have loved to see Delta mess up again. Haha!

Not wasting any time, Millson painfully slides into the ring and looks down at his nemesis, then the ladder and back at Delta. Deciding not to risk the match by climbing the ladder prematurely, Millson instead rolls Double D onto his front and sits on the lighter man's back, lifting up Delta's arms behind the Everglades Native's head. The Daddy's Boy starts to smile, and the crowd start to get excited, as Millson rolls forwards, pulling the Floridian's arms as he rolls, locking in the patented Mighty Mutilation. Delta starts to scream and thrash about, but the hold is locked in too tight and the Blitz finds escape impossible, his dream of winning the Television title starting to slip from his grasp

[Dustin Delta]

Dustin, ever the dreamer, refuses to give in to the famous submission manuever. The Innovative Infamy uses his flexibility, bending his knees back and rolls his legs back over his head, wrapping his feet around Millson's head, putting them both in an awkward position. The Deathmatch Majesty musters up all the power he can, and strains himself to roll both of them over. The double underhook made by the Whitby Wonder is broken, allowing the Everglades Native to free his upper body and lock one of the arms of the Triple M Experience, turning the Mighty Mutilation into a Triangle Hold. Showing his technical prowess, Delta not only locks in the hold, but delivers elbows to the head of the English Egotist, bashing him with repeated strikes. Millson's face now red with both strain and blood, the Floridian mercifully releases the hold, rolling back onto his knees while he pondered what to do next. Taking deep breaths, Delta stands up, grabbing Millson by his hair and pulling him up, evil intentions clearly on his mind. The Human Fighter Jet rolls around in a discus motion, and thrusting his heel in the Daddy's Boy head for good measure. The Man of a Million Chords Irish Whips the Television Champion across the ring, and off the rebound, somersaults under Millson's arms. The Ultimate Ego stops himself and turns around as Delta does a double somersault and as he rolls onto his back, using his hands to propel himself up into the air. He grabs the arm of Triple M and slips himself under, hooking one foot and rolls both of them over, dropping Millson on his head -- DREAMING OF A DAEMON CONNECTS!

"Another innovative manuever, executed masterfully by the young and small-statured Dustin! That may be it for Might Man Millson II!"

"Colin, when it comes to Millson, never say never. But then again, the same can apply to Dustin Delta."

Delta grabs the second rope and pulls himself into the south-east corner of the ring, sitting back as he takes a deep breath. His own move had inflicted pain on himself as well. The Blitz sits back and takes a look at the carnage around him--broken tables, chairs bent out of shape, and ladders doused in blood and sweat. Millson lies supine on the mat, seemingly completely unconscious--and neither superstar in the match is far from that. The Aerodynamic Amazement reaches up and grabs the uppermost set of ropes, pulling himself to an erect and vertical stance. Using the ring ropes to balance, he sets the ladder back up in the center of the ring, under the dangling gold, gleaming in the spotlights of the GHW Arena. The GHW Faithful builds up in volumes of booes as Delta exits the ring and grabs one of the untouched steel ladders that stands at ringside. Re-entering the ring, Delta pulls the ladder in with him, sliding it in between the rungs of the all ready standing ladder. Millson isn't out of it, but he doesn't seem to be able to stand just yet. The Deathmatch Majesty scales the ladders, bringing himself up to the horizontal landing made out of one of the provided ladders. From there, he scales the vertically standing, and stands atop the man-made mountain of metal, fifteen feet above the ring. Standing at full height, Dustin extends both arms upwards, locking his hands onto the clamp that holds the hanging championship, doing everything in his power to undo it and capture the Television Champion. Just as he thinks he has it, the ladders quake, and the Innovative Infamy turns his attention to the canvas, where Millson is now at a vertical base, and is scaling the ladders himself.

"See, Fuzz, what'd I tell you? Millson is right back in there. I wouldn't be surpised if he tossed that punk Dustin twenty feet down into the crowd!"

"MAYBE, if he can muster up the strength, but Millson can't have that much left in him! With all due respect to our TV Champ, this may be it for him!"

The Triple M Experience rises, standing on the ladder that the Floridian Falcon had thrusted in between the rungs moments ago. Dustin jumps down from his "throne" atop the ladder, thrusting a knee forward, and connecting to the chest of Millson, causing him to stagger backwards, but the Television Champ manages to keep his balance and comeback with a barrage of closed fists to the temple. Dustin now pressed against the vertically standing ladder, Millson takes a step back and runs forward with a dropkick, pressing the Aerodynamic Blitz's back into the rungs--or so it seems. The Cheiftain of Eradication grabs both ankles of Millson and tosses them up, sending the Whitby Wonder rolling over in mid-air, crashlanding spine first into the steel. With a dark smile on his expression, Delta picks up the Daddy's Boy from the supine position so that they are facing eachother. The Everglades Natives keeps on the offensive, connecting with a toe kick to the torso. Millson doubles over, in excruciating pain already. The Deathmatch Majesty takes the oppurtunity, capturing the head of his opponent between his knees, and wrapping both arms around the chest of the bent over Millson. The camera captures Dustin, mouthing a "1, 2, 3" count--and as he mouths three, he closes his eyes and jumps up, rolling forward. Millson completely hepless, the Human Fighter Jet with the champion in his clutches, does a full rotation while airborne, as they fall atleast seven feet down to the canvas into a front-flip piledriver. The Ultimate Ego's head connects with the canvas in a gruesome display as Dustin Delta's devestating finishing manuever, The Divine Comedy, connects perfectly.