Jake Diamond vs NVX - Fight Without Honour

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

Jake Diamond's Contract

GHW Lumberjacks:
- Alex Night - Pizza Cutter
- Jerry Nate - Pantera buckle
- Spike Steel - Sega Dreamcast
- Pyro - 9 Iron with Thumbtacks
- Kabul - Steel chair
- Beast - Splitting maul
- Greenspark - gasoline and matches
- Barta Bull – Car door

EVPW Lumberjacks:
- Paul Slaughter – Sledge hammer
- TPK - Presilla
- Carson - Nail gun
- Shawn Dreamer - Light tube in barbed wire
- Vladimir Strife - Chain whip
- Kryptops - Aluminum barbed wired bat
- Grocadoc – Own fists
- Solstice - Rorouni's sickle

General Lumberjacks:
- AJ Scally – Barbed Wired Cricket Bat
- Ryan Hughes – Baseball bat with all the fixings

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As the pay-per-view returns from a small intermission, airing as many GHW commercials as possible to clear up the ringside from the previous Television title match and allow the lumberjacks to fill the ringside, the audience seems to be more excited than usual. With the GHW team of lumberjacks, from Kabul wielding a steel chair to Spike Steel holding a Dreamcast, surrounding the ringside closest to the announce tables, their presence seems to be equally evened out with the team of EVPW renegades across from them. Staring through the ring ropes at the group of invaders, the Glory and Honour army couldn't help but feel anxious with such powers as Shawn Dreamer and his light tube wrapped in barbed wire to the biggest wild card Vladimir Strife and his chain whip standing across from them. Regardless, they were in their house and would not go down without a fight.

Removing his headset and lifting up from his seat at ringside, Ryan Hughes, also picking up his signature baseball bat as he passes, joins post with none other than AJ Scally and his trusty barbed wired cricket bat as a near neutral force in the entire battle. As small as Switzerland's army and presumably as affective, these two men would be given the responsibility of trying to restore any sort of order than this match could hold. As the man in the ring with the microphone takes his post, the Mancunian Mastodon becomes immediately aware that he has himself an impossible task before him. Clearing his throat, Charlie Coors prepares himself to recite quite a mouthful just as the entrance tunnel becomes engulfed in a shower sparks and the silhouette of the self proclaimed Cult of Personality becomes apparent.

Charlie Coors: “Ladies and gentlemen... The following contest is your pre-main event and is a Fight Without Honour match and the rules are simple... The ring is surrounded with lumberjacks who hold weapons that the Fighty fighty person's in question may use and the winner is declared by either pinfall or submission. There are no disqualifications and no holds barred. The loser of match is forced to leave wrestling... Introducing first...”

”Look in my eyes!
What do you see?
The Cult of Personality...”

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On cue, shooting out like a cannon ball, emerges none other than Jake Diamond. As per usual the typical shit eating grin is obvious on the face of the self proclaimed Future as he pauses on the entrance ramp, arms lowered by his hips and head cocked forward, peering out at the incredibly one-sided audience. Wearing his long black and red wrestling pants with numerous designs and insignias with a matching vest, Jake looks prepared for battle, not because of his attire but his cold glare, the emerald eyes of a calculating machine. Not dropping back and egging on the audience with his signature crucifix pose, the Savior is more interested in the men that surround the ringside and simply begins to strut towards him while Charlie Coors reads off his introduction

CC: “He hails from 'The Second City,' Chicago, Illinois and weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds... He is the leader of The Templar and tonight represents GHW... He is a former world tag team and New Age champion, The 'Head Hunter,' JAKE! DIAMOND!”

On his strut down to the ring, with an undeniable swagger and pretentious charm, Jake continuously calls the audience out, swinging up his arms and pointing out at the sea of fans. However, his most important “fans” suddenly stand right before him. Pausing just before the foot of the ring, Jake looks over to the group of men who would battle over his blood but, more importantly, at the few who opposed him his entire career. Raising up his hand in the shape of a finger gun, the Head Hunter aims it into the crowd and pulls back the trigger, a subliminal claim that after this match, the rest of EVPW would be next.

Al Mulligan: “Here he is ladies and gentlemen, the man who single handedly dismantled the Coven, the New Era, the Outcasts and soon to be EVPW. The destroyer of dictatorships, Jake Diamond'!”

Colin Jennings: “Alright, you've already started off with so many inaccuracies. First of all, Vladimir destroyed the Coven, Rhaps was the only significant one in the New Era, the Outcasts imploded and EVPW is highly debatable...”

Matthew Oliviera: “Well as much as I hate to support EVPW, Colin is right. However, Jake Diamond has always played a major part in every single war that has ever occurred and, realistically, always come out on top

“The strangest thing about this is does anybody remember who Jake Diamond always backed?”

AM: “... Jake Diamond was born and raised in SCW, a nobody federation. I have no idea why you would bring up this fact. It's GHW vs EVPW and-”

MO: “Actually, that's the thing. Jake, no matter what, was anti-GHW. Tonight he's on the other side of the coin for possibly the first time ever and against somebody who had a similar pent up hatred and athletic background as himself...”

CJ: “On paper these two guys are very evened out with Jake only coming out on experience. NVX is going to give him a run for his money and with the likes of Nicholas Carson and The Psycho Kid in his corner it's truly the most sadistic survives...”

With a smile comparable to that of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, Jake cocks his head back and lets out a typical laugh before spurting forward toward the ring. Sliding in under the bottom rope and launching himself up to his feet the Greatest Man That Ever Lived pulls out an old tactic from his entrance years ago and spins to the centre of the ring very Shawn Michael-esque before positioning himself carefully in the middle. Lowering his vest down his hands and to the canvas below him like a male stripper, Jake takes his arms past his sides and quickly launches them up into the air into the shape of a diamond before throwing down the gesture to the mat. Making an emphasis to 'going out with a bang', a sudden pyro explosion occurs on each of the turnbuckles simultaneously, an obvious key as to how significant Jake's career in GHW is. However, as his theme song begins to gently die down, Jake Diamond suddenly goes into attack mode, his face dropping to a much more solemn expression, and his eyes flickering with the hundreds of ideas playing in his mind for the match. If Jake Diamond was going down, he was going to take everyone else down with him.

TBCB: NVX

{Writer's notes: Let's give everyone the show we've been building this up to be. Give me your all. }

[NVX]

NVX's Contract

The lights start to dim as "Animal I Have Become" by Three Days Grace starts to play on the speakers. The crowd immediately starts booing the moment an NVX montage plays on the screen. The Dark Prince of X-treme moves through the curtain and onto the ramp. He is wearing a black short sleeve hoodie with the head up over his head, covering a portion of his face. The EVPW representative struts down the ramp for what could very well be the last time.

I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal!
This animal, this animal

Charlie Coors: And his opponent, representing EVPW, he is the Dark Prince of X-treme, N..V...X!

A symphony of boos engulf the arena. The sheer mention of GHW’s rival company ignites a feeling of hatred amidst the Boston crowd.

Al Mulligan: There he is, the man fighting for a lost cause. EVPW is just a worn out wrestling company that doesn’t stand a chance against GHW. I cannot understand how anyone would up their career on the line for it.

Colin Jennings: A risky game Jake Diamond and NVX are playing tonight. As if letting your company down isn’t hard enough, one of these two men will be forced to leave professional wrestling. This isn’t retirement. People can come back from retirement. The loser will NEVER wrestle again!

Matthew Oliviera: All I’ve been hearing since this feud started is how this match will be match of the night aside from Nexus itself. I agree. This will surely be one to remember. But you have to ask yourself “at what cost?” No matter what the outcome will be, this sport will lose a great competitor.

NVX makes his way to the ring and exchanges a few glances with some of the lumberjack. He sees the men that are ready to go into battle with him. He sees some friends and some old rivals. For this one moment, all the hatred he has shared with these men has vanished. Tonight, they are his allies. NVX nods approvingly at the collection of impressive EVPW loyalists that he has gathered and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring.

Colin Jennings: I hate to admit it, but I can’t help but admire the comradery between NVX and his men. They are putting aside their past for one cause.

Al Mulligan: You can say the same about Jake and his men. This is truly going to be an epic battle.

Matthew Oliviera: I mentioned that Jake was anti-GHW. I remember not too long ago when NVX was anti-EVPW back when EVPW absorbed ICW. My how things have changed. Both of these men have had some experience with wars between companies, but for one of them this will be his last. The other will bring his company a giant step towards winning this war.

NVX gestures for the referee to hold Jake Diamond back to make sure he doesn’t get a cheap shot in. The man fighting for EVPW scales the corner and balances himself on the middle rope. He lifts his hood over his head and holds his arms up in the air in the form of an X. He then removes the hoodie and tosses out to a worker. He jumps down and sets his eyes on Jake Diamond, who is staring right back. He sees in his opponent something remarkably similar to what he is feeling. There is no backing out now. They both know that this match will be brutal one. NVX glances over his shoulder to look at the men in his corner again. They have his back tonight, but this is ultimately his fight. His music dies out. The referee calls for the bell. This is it. History is about to be made.

TBC by Jake Diamond

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

As the bell rings starting the match neither Jake nor NVX advanced forward. From one side of the ring far across to the other the two men simply stared back at each other, gazing into each others eyes, hoping to try and read whatever the other was thinking. Suddenly, with a quick glimmer in his eye, the self proclaimed Cult of Personality decides to start the match off as technically sound as possible. Raising his hands up in the air and gesturing for the Vietnamese Vigilante to come at him, the shorter but far stockier figured he'd test the waters and see where, exactly, he outmatched his EVPW enemy. Not one to refuse a challenge NVX comes forward and locks up in a collar and elbow tie-up and instantly the tug-of-war begins. The more offensively orientated NVX decides to make the first move against the countering focused Diamond and pushes his height down, trying to tire Jake's back from the get go. Being accustomed to this spot more than anyone else it would seem Jake lets NVX feel the advantage and drops down to a knee, allowing NVX's height to become more and more towering. Then, just as the Queens native begins to feel confident the Future tightens his grip on NVX's inner arm and falls onto his back, tossing the two hundred and twenty pounder over top of him before rolling around back up to both knees and tightening on a modified arm bar.

Coming to a quick realization that out wrestling Jake, just like out flying himself, was an almost instant way to defeat the Asian Sensation quickly rolls up to his feet, still with his arm trapped in Jake's clutch, and tries to be more counter-productive. Quickly raising Jake's arm up before dropping it down and stepping over top of it, NVX squeezes out of the move and wraps around the back-end of the Head Hunter. Wrapping his arms tightly around his waist looking for a possible German suplex, NVX lowers his hips and tries to bring back the GHW native but Jake, for lack of a better term, straight up sandbags the EVPWian, making it impossible to toss him back. Trying to take the initiative and separates his legs in order to get a better lift, NVX falls for the same trick Jake Diamond loves to pull out in almost every single match, the blatant low blow. With his opponent's legs spread far a part Jake heaves his right foot back and lands right between the Asian's legs, instantly rendering the man useless. Releasing NVX's grip from his waist and taking a step forward Jake Diamond, his glimmering eyes revealing what his intention was all along, pushes himself low before jumping back and twisting his leg to almost wrap entirely around and peg NVX in the side of the head with a modified enzuigiri.

“I don't even know why NVX would bother to come out against Jake in a technical battle, he's obviously the superior athlete...”

“Seeing as how this is the only match you're commentating on you sure do have your facts messed... Jake had to low blow him to gain the advantage!”

“Yeah, pulling a page out of EVPW's own filthy book! It wasn't Jake's idea to make this match no holds barred, if anything Jake's certainly the underdog!”

“Regardless of the rules in the match he would've done that anyway. Jake Diamond has perfected his game plan and even in a match like this keeping up with the clean wrestling leading into a low blow is always his go to...”

With the left side of his head going deaf and the stinging sensation overwhelming his face complimenting the ache in his loins, NVX's descent to the canvas was expected, especially in the eyes of the Head Hunter himself. Scrambling up to his feet Jake decides to take the opportunity to rub in his early advantage. Placing his right foot on the side of NVX's face with arguably the sloppiest and most arrogant pin attempts of the evening, Jake points out to the group of EVPW lumberjacks yet still can't help but look surprised as NVX shoots his hand up after just barely a one count. Looking down at the man who assaulted him and had his number in his own company week in and week out adding insult to injury seemed to be something that Jake was more than looking forward to. Waiting until the Asian Assassin pushed himself up to all fours Jake brings his left foot back and, almost uncharacteristically, swings it forward at NVX's wrist, knocking his own hand out from underneath him.

Coming into the match NVX was told by almost everyone he asked that the way Jake made things seem so realistic was by making it so and, with the side of his face stinging and his wrist already forming a nice bruise on it, he could tell that Jake more than enjoyed working stiff. Looking up from his downed side position on the canvas NVX had to either act fast or not at all at the incoming torpedo hurtling towards him. Like a heat seeking missile, ricocheting off of the far ring ropes like a pinball, Jake Diamond quickly drops low planting the base of his feet firmly into the chest of the martial artist with a baseball slide like dropkick. Reeling in on the collision, NVX curls and rolls blindly to the set of ring ropes, thankfully over to the side of the ring where his fellow EVPWians reside. However, this moment was all Jake Diamond's. Pushing himself up to his feet and triumphantly raising his hands in the air to pump up the crowd, Jake's onslaught amounted a small level of revenge to the embarrassment he was put through for months, a small level of revenge not only for himself up GHW itself.

“Like I said, this is textbook Jake Diamond. Stiff kicks, dirty shots, and strictly targeting his opponent's head. It's an easy strategy to stop, just as long as you catch on quickly.”

“Easy strategy?! Please, the only thing NVX can hope and pray for is that the great Cult of Personality screws up on his own accord...”

“But that's the thing with NVX too, the martial art based and do or die attitude imitates Jake's own. NVX needs one opening, one shot, and it'd be back at an even playing field.”

“I haven't had much experience with NVX but I couldn't agree more. Hell even remembering the SCW Deathmatch they competed in, that Jake eventually became the winner of, they were opposite sides but you could see they almost fed off of each other...”

Egging the audience on, demanding that the fans cheer for their hero, Jake Diamond should have remembered his greatest flaw, never remove your eyes from your opponent. With the smirk spread on his face from ear to ear Jake figured he had enough time to spare, after all not many people could get up after a low blow nor a kick to the head let alone a sick flurry of the two, but as Shawn Dreamer placed the light tube wrapped in barbed wire in the downed Vietnamese Vulture's hand Jake was entirely blind to it. Turning back to finish off his attack the Head Hunter barely had time to react before the New Yorker catapulted himself up to his feet and smashed the light tube over top of the Savior's head. Lost in a mist of shattered glass and the dust inside the tubes, Jake falls down to his knees, taken entirely off guard from the strike as NVX stumbles but holds his ground taking the perfect opportunity to, as Jennings put it, to bring it back to an even playing field.

TBCB NVX

[NVX]

NVX wastes little time in regaining his balance before he charges at his defenseless opponent. Jake Diamond manages to snap out of his daze fast enough to duck down, narrowly evading whatever his adversary had in mind and saving himself for a moment. However, a moment is all he will get. The quick thinking NVX leaps over Diamond and manages to stop as soon as his feet hit the canvas. The Head Hunter raises his own head up, thinking that he is in the clear. NVX leaps back and smashes his calf against the back of Jake's head, causing him to go down on contact. The EVPW representative immediately goes for a cover, but Jake somehow kicks out after a mere one count to his chagrin.

Colin Jennings: "Unbelievable. I mean, I'd have a hard time believing that Jake could kick out at all, but to do it before the two count? I'm shocked."

Al Mulligan: "Don't be. If anything, you should be shocked that NVX even got Jake down. That's as close as he's going to get to winning this match."

Matthew Oliviera: "Let's not forget to mention that NVX just introduced the first weapon in this match. I think this match is about to get more interesting."

NVX slams his hands on the mat, clearly frustrated even though deep down, he knew Jake wouldn't be beaten this easily. He gets back up to his feet and backs away to the corner opposite Jake. NVX squats down and barks at his opponent to get up. With his throbbing headache, Jake Diamond can barely hear the GHW lumberjacks, as well as the fans, trying to warn him. From the corner of his eye, he can see his fellow GHW Fighty fighty person Spike Steel sliding a Sega Dreamcast across the ring to him. He immediately lunges at it, unintentionally sidestepping a running NVX. He picks up the Dreamcast and instinctively swings it behind him. The outdated video gaming system hits the side of the Vietnamese Vigilante's side, instantly knocking him down.

Colin Jennings: "My God. What a shot with that Sega Dreamcast, given to Jake by Spike Steel. If they keep doing this to each other, they might both leave her with concussions."

Al Mulligan: "Would you look at that? Not only did our boy dominate NVX in the technical game, he's more than holding his own in the hardcore department."

Matthew Oliveira: "Hardcore? Given both of their prior experiences, these two men haven't even scratched the surface of how violent they can get."

Jake Diamond quickly slides the Sega Dreamcast back out to Spike Steel, apparently done with it. Rather than go for a cover, Jake grabs hold of the Asian Sensation's head and pulls him back up. He holds the New Yorker up and slaps him a few times to wake him up before flashing a grin at him. Diamond shoves him away, and then slaps the back of his hand against his opponent's chest. NVX grinds his teeth in pain and shuts his eyes. The chops continue until a large portion of his chest is distinctively red.

The Savior from the Second City then quickly spins around with his arm stretched out. As he comes back around, it is clear that he is planning on hitting the Queens native with a spinning backfist. Unfortunately for him, that plan is completely stopped when NVX manages to catch his wrist before it happens. Before this can even register in his head, Jake sees a leg coming right for his head. NVX's shin catches Jake right on his cheek and drops him as expected. The EVPW general rolls his enemy on his back and gives him a few slaps, mimicking what happened earlier. As soon as Jake's eyes open, NVX flashes him a grin of his own.

Matthew Oliveira: "It's amazing how back and forth this match is. NVX obviously did his homework. Jake Diamond wasn't even close to finishing that Diamond Rush of his."

Colin Jennings: "It might be that they’re reading each other well too. They’re both arrogant, young, dangerous, and not to mention they like to smile a lot. For two men fighting for different causes, they have a lot in common."

Al Mulligan: "A lot in common? Please, Jake's a better Fighty fighty person, better dressed, classier, and more charismatic than NVX."

Colin Jennings: "I think you're severely underestimating NVX."

Matthew Oliviera: "I agree with Colin. Maybe their lifestyles are different, but they both have very similar mindsets. As far as who's the better Fighty fighty person and who's more charismatic, that's up for debate, but in terms of personality, they're one in the same. Even Jake has stated that he sees a lot of himself in NVX."

Al Mulligan: "He also said that the difference is that he's been successful. I happen to agree with him."

Colin is not wrong. These two men are very similar. Yet, they are somehow very different. Maybe in a different life, they could have been friends. Unfortunately, they met in this life. In this life, they are bitter enemies. One man is fighting for the pride of what many believe to be a nearly defunct company, a lost cause. The other is defending his home against unwelcome invaders. These men cross paths here and for one of them, it is the end of the road.

By now, the Asian Assassin has taken it to the skies. He is now on the top rope looking down at his downed opponent. NVX manages to balance himself on the rope and stands straight up. He takes a moment to scan the arena and all he can see are angry GHW fans. In response, he shouts the four letters that they hate to hear, causing them to pour down boos. The EVPW lumberjacks start cheering NVX on while the GHW lumberjacks look up in concern for their representative. The Dark Prince of X-treme leaps off of the top rope and thrusts the bases of his feet onto Jake Diamond's chest, driving all 220 pounds on him. He stumbles off of the Future, leaving him writhing in pain.

Colin Jennings: "A double foot stomp! NVX has just used two of his most devastating moves consecutively. I think he's setting Jake up for the end of, not only this match, but of his career."

Al Mulligan: "You're a fool if you believe that Jake is going to lose this match, Colin. Losing to EVPW is an impossibility."

Colin Jennings: "I never said that he will lose. I merely said that he is in a lot of trouble. That was a mean looking move."

Matthew Oliviera: "That was a nasty looking double foot stomp, and I'd bet it felt worse. From what I've seen, this is the point in the match where NVX will be looking to use one of his finishers."

Colin Jennings: "Or he could just continue beating on Jake, like he's doing now."

NVX mounts on top of the Head Hunter. He then proceeds to hammer down punch after punch, with a few elbows in between. Each blow is a blow for EVPW. Any other man would want to hurry and win this match to eliminate the pressure of having his career on the line, but not NVX. He wants to punish Jake. He wants to show him why picking a fight with him was a terrible idea. The GHW fans look on, waiting for their Savior to fight back. He doesn't. Not a lot of men can outmatch NVX when it comes to strikes.

Eventually, NVX lets up. He grabs hold of Jake's long locks of hair and yanks him up. The man fighting for the eagle shoves Diamond's head between his thighs. He then hoists Jake up in the air and slides him down his own back. Now holding Jake up by his arms, NVX looks up at his EVPW allies. They are ecstatic. Suddenly, Jake manages to squirm his way out of NVX's grasp. He turns toward his opponent as soon as he can, grabs the back of his trunks with one hand and places the other hand on the back of NVX's neck. Jake twirls the Asian Assassin around and shoves him out of the ring.

Al Mulligan: "I told you! That EVPW piece of shit didn't see that coming!"

Colin Jennings: "Look where he is now."

Matthew Oliviera: "This is bad news for EVPW."

NVX crashes down onto the padded floor outside of the ring. He groans in pain from the hard fall when he hears the cheering. The look of triumph on his face has now drastically changed to one of fear. He takes his time to get up and even more so to look up. When he does, what he sees does not surprise him, but that doesn't make it much better. The GHW lumberjacks have surrounded him, each with a weapon in head.

NVX
"Oh, fuck me sideways."

TBC by Jake

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

Looking over to his left seeing a wall of bodies, fronted by the always dangerous Chris Pyro with a nine iron in hand, then over to his right, this time the wall fronted by Jerry Nate who calmly wraps the Pantera belt buckle over his knuckles, NVX could tell that his time in the match had just struck midnight. However, thankfully for him, he had an army of fairy Godmothers. Storming in on either side of the ring come a wave of troops flanking the GHW army and surrounding them on every side but the security barrier. In a shower of weapons and bodies NVX tries to burst through the middle like a chest burster in the Alien movies but can only scrape a crawl a little bit before receiving a shot of the nine iron to the shoulder before Pyro himself was given a shot from one of the EVPW diehards. In the mix of soldiers, difficult enough to view the action as is, it was obvious not only one but two men were missing from the equation. One, of course, was Jake Diamond and the other was impossible to miss.

Entirely expecting the scenario before him to explode, a volatile powder keg ready to ignite, Jake decided to take a small breather in the ring until he could feel the weight of the ring shift behind him. Spinning on his heels and raising his fists and a single knee in a muay thai defensive position Jake wasn't exactly prepared to see what he was seeing. The only man to come into the match without a weapon and standing at a staggering six feet and ten inches is none other than the Holy Crusader, Grockadoc. Being relatively religious himself, The Saviour knew exactly how this was going to go. Placing a fist into his palm and turning his head to crack it, Grockadoc lowers his arms before charging forward, arm extended, looking to decapitate the former champ. Ducking under the arm and swinging behind the big man Jake knew it didn't have to be fancy and, as Grock turned around and without hesitation, brought his leg up and blatantly low blown the behemoth. Being hit in the weakest point of all men Grock doesn't even get an opportunity to respond as Jake lifts the damaged Dreamcast from off the canvas and smashes it into the face of God's Giant. Stumbling back and falling back through the middle and top ring ropes, Grockadoc manages to save himself on the ring apron and pulls himself up to his feet but the battle weary veteran is waiting to lunge at him. Sprawling forward, Jake leaves his feet and takes a leap of faith, flipping forward over the top rope. Of course, with a locomotive hurtling towards a brick wall, everyone behind the brick wall was going to take some damage. Catching Grock with the flat of his back with the modified plancha, The Future manages to make the move into a cluster bomb as not only his own weight crushed the hoard of people below him but also the super heavyweight frame of the Crusader.

“... And Jake Diamond decides to put this thing into a whole 'nother level with an incredible plancha over the top rope taking out Grockadoc and everyone else in the same move! He wasn't going to allow GHW to fight his battle!”

“And NVX caught a lucky break there since Jake took out as many EVPWers as he did GHWers. What a dumb move to pull off!”

“It would have been wise for the GHW Lumberjacks to beat down NVX some more but really with an equal army taking them on and if Jake didn't do something I could see them turning pretty quick. Not only that but Grockadoc could have torn his head off.”

“Either way there is nothing but rubble at ringside. Bodies and weapons everywhere yet still the ones left standing are clubbing away at each other! Unbelievable!”

With the crowd roaring in excitement, bombarding all the participants with “THAT WAS AWE-SOME!” chants, the men trapped under the doggy pile couldn't be as happy. With only the neutral parties, the Templar, and Carson and TPK left standing the chaos down below was obvious. As Grockadoc lies nearly motionless on top of a mixed fleet of GHW and EVPW originals, Jake's lighter frame on the others was being tossed around as the others tried to get back up. As the ones left standing from either side slowly help their comrades up it's NVX who manages to get the jump on Jake, having received a lesser impact from the collision. Climbing over the bodies and pushing Jake along the way, NVX sees his opening and shoves the Head Hunter into a clear area before hammering in a stiff kick into his chest. Recoiling back and falling against the security barrier instantly, Jake Diamond's chest begins to grow red even before the Asian Sensation lights up a chop against the American's chest. With a bloodied shoulder and a few scrapes and bruises across his body from all the bodies and weapons collapsing on top of him NVX remains relentless unloading a flurry of Ric Flair like chops across the apparently friction burnt chest of the Diamond. Hoping to cap off his onslaught with a big move NVX raises his hand in the air and winds up however the enforcers of the match have other ideas.

Amongst the mix of 'roid freaks and pure physical frenzy in front of him Hughes figured that both of the armies in question could easily deal with each other but returning order in the ring was of more priority. Watching as NVX lights up Jake's chest, Hughes grips the bat in his hand before giving Scally a quick slap gesturing for them to go into action. Just as the Vietnamese Valkyrie aims in on his target Hughes shoots forward, jabbing the head of his bat into NVX's ribs. Stumbling back away from his opponent and being backed down by Ryan Hughes, NVX can't help but watch as AJ Scally, the other neutral officer with an obvious vendetta, casually struts up to Jake, sharpened up cricket bat in hand. Despite two men on the opposite sides of a coin, fighting for an uncommon cause, they knew theirs was more worthy than none at all. Coming to a common realization through looks alone the two warrior's give each other a nod before both shoving their respective opponent's forward. As the two ram backs into each other both men going into unison. Bellowing out a loud ”SCALLY!”, NVX forces the man to pivot his body around leaving a large enough opening for Jake Diamond to spurt forward, spin on his heel and drive his Coup De Mort into the back of the Aussie's head. As one sandbag falls, another tumbles with it. On impact Hughes turns to hear the source of the sound of bone on bone only to fall directly into sights of NVX's high impact spear, turning the Mancunian Mastodon inside out. Despite the two enemies quickly patching things up for a common good it doesn't seem as though the situation would last. Immediately as NVX pushes himself back up after the Wolf Fang he proves that he is just another sandbag walking straight into a super kick from the Second City Saviour.

“It doesn't matter what you do to him, you cannot keep Jake Diamond down! Sure NVX may have had all of the control outside of the ring but just like that super kick out of nowhere!”

“The one thing that shocks me more than anything was the teamwork they displayed. I get on the outside it's every man for himself but they showed great unity there.”

“A spear on Hughes and then Jake's signature roaring elbow to Scally done in almost stereo perfection was neat but still, they're the two dominate ones.”

“And I think that really shows how much this match actually means. Jake Diamond and NVX are at the top of their company and would rather destroy the other than give someone else the privilege...”

Like the sneaky and manipulative weasel he is, Jake raises his hands triumphantly in the air at the downed Wolf before him, ignoring the burning sensation he feels at every breathe from NVX's chops. Looking over at two leveled foreigners then at the group of men still wrestling away on the outside, being pried away slowly but surely by a group of officials, Jake grabs his opponent from the top of the head before dragging him up and tossing him into the ring. With a twisted, teeth bearing grin, unaware that they're stained red from the blood in his mouth, Jake could see the ending in sight. Climbing up onto the ring apron and flashing a finger gun up into the air, the Head Hunter was barely aware of the fact that NVX was actually moving inside of the ring before him. Taking a step into the ring between the top and middle ropes that's when he realizes how conscious NVX exactly is. Scrambling up to his feet, the Vietnamese Vigilante catches the Future off guard with a quick boot to the midsection before grabbing the back of the man's head and driving him face first into the canvas with a modified X Factor variation. Clamping down on his mouth as he goes releasing another pool of blood from his mouth, Jake's arrogance once again shows to be his downfall.

As a group of imaginary canaries flutter around his head, Jake's world was clearly tossed right side up and tasting the blood pooling in his mouth he knew he'd have to react quickly to stay on top. However, as the Head Hunter scrambles frantically to his feet NVX decides to target the man's strongest point, his dense skull. Turning towards the nearby ring ropes the Asian Artillery leaves his feet to springboard off the middle one before swinging his right foot around and connecting at the side of the Future's head once again dropping the former New Age champion to the canvas with another shot to the head. Receiving a round of boos for his athletic efforts, NVX proudly raises his hands in the air, urging the fans to bring on all of their disgust when something outside of the ring catches his eyes. In the hand's of Paul Slaughter, raised in the air along with the triumphant cheer, is none other than a sledge hammer. Simple, effective, and simultaneously devastating, NVX could see the end of Jake's career coming to an end with this. Yet, as NVX distracts himself with a new toy Jake Diamond's most faithful servant decides to come to his aid and check to see how his leader was holding up. That and place a literal weapon of mass destruction into his palms.

“I hate to say it but Jake Diamond might be finished here. He's in a vulnerable state and I don't think the Asian Sensation is above breaking the Arrogant American's fucking head...”

“What a cheating, manipulative piece of shit! What the Hell are you doing GHW just watching your God damn Saviour get sacrificed! Bunch of Judas'!”

“Wait a second, what's up with Beast? He's just hovering around Jake there staring over into the ring and... Hold on. Where's the maul? Where's Jake's splitting maul?!”

“- Jake is done, fuck it! I don't care! If Jake is finished in this match then I am too and- Wait, Colin, why doesn't Beast have the maul? Why am I the only one whose noticed this?!”

Raising his hands up in the air to have his EVPW cohort toss it to him, NVX could see the end in sight and as his hands clasped the wooden handle in his clutches mid-air it was becoming a reality. Spinning around, NVX pointed the sledge at Beast ordering the man to remove his place from ringside but the countering factor was already put in place. As each step shook the ring and came closer Jake knew he'd have to react fast but with his head still spinning and his orientation thrown for a loop it'd be a tough one. Thankfully, the fact that NVX was as arrogant as he was paid off greatly. Making his walk slow and methodical, slowly cocking back the maul more and more with every step, NVX was clearly enjoying every second of it. That was, until, Jake rolled over from off of his stomach, a similar object held in hand. Either the fact that Jake Diamond was in possession of his signature splitting maul or how seemingly agile he was after getting kicked in the head NVX was seemingly taken by surprise regardless allowing the now seemingly super powered man to jut up to his feet.

Despite his speeding lift off Jake's head wasn't exactly all there. Much like what he did to NVX early in the match it felt like the left side of his head was off balanced but it didn't matter, he had the splitting maul. With the two gladiators poised for battle it was NVX who would take the first shot swinging high for Jake's head. Ducking on the strike Jake quickly gripped the maul in both hands and aimed, axed edge facing out, at NVX's legs hoping to cut off the ankles but the native New Yorker seemingly took flight, jumping over the strike. Before landing back on two feet NVX quickly pulls the sledge hammer back before quickly shooting it forward, thrusting Jake Diamond in the midsection. Despite feeling the obvious reaction of heavy lead on bone Jake managed to sneak in a shot of his own, clipping NVX's elbow with the sledged end of his own maul however it'd be the EVPW native who would get the last laugh. Loosening his grip with his left hand, NVX choked up on the sledge hammer and swung low himself, connecting cleanly with the outside of Jake's knee forcing the Leader of the Templar to drop down to his other. The opening was perfect, he'd decapitate the Head Hunter and rejoice with his army but as NVX swung straight down Jake quickly popped his head back and brought the maul back as well, axed-edge aimed directly at NVX. However, this time Jake wasn't going for a finish. Quickly bringing down the maul, sharp and precise, the Asian Invasion closed his eyes, expecting the pain to be ungodly, but instead lost the weight on his sledge hammer. As the sound of a thin piece of wood getting chopped in half filled the ringside, NVX knew Jake didn't go for the finish just for the sole purpose of getting the one up. With a broken handle in hand and the important part of the sledge hammer lying on the canvas, Jake Diamond and his fully assembled splitting maul was about to cause some havoc.

TBCB NVX

[NVX]

On the face of NVX is one that is very rarely seen on him. It is one of fear. He went into this match with concern over losing his career, not his life. He tosses the virtually useless handle of the sledgehammer aside. The look of Jake Diamond’s face is a combination of both confidence and hatred. NVX crawls back as quickly as he can, but is sure to not turn his back on the Head Hunter. His widened eyes are set on the man with the maul. Jake merely watches as NVX retreats, like a cat with a scared, defenseless mouse. The Asian Sensation backs up until his back hits the bottom turnbuckle. He realizes that he has nowhere to go and looks up at Jake’s twisted grin. Jake Diamond swings the splitting maul down at NVX, very Jack Torrance-esque. NVX manages to lunge to the side, thankfully evading the axe end of the maul, which rips through the turnbuckle padding with ease.

Colin Jennings: It’s no secret that I’m a GHW supporter, but Jake is just going too far with this. That splitting maul is for chopping wood. I can only imagine what it would do to a human head.

Al Mulligan: Don’t be such a wuss. This is a war and NVX knows it. Remember, he’s the one who picked the stipulation.

Matthew Oliviera: I agree with you both. While using a splitting maul in a wrestling match can be seen as going too far, NVX knows what he signed up for. If he was Jake, he’d do the same thing. He’s been in these situations before, and he’s still here to talk about them.

Colin Jennings: He might not be if he doesn’t get that maul out of Jake’s hands.

NVX’s body twitches forward, but he continues backing up when Jake turns back to him. His hesitation seems to amuse GHW’s jewel, who lets out a disturbing chuckle. Much like before, the EVPW star backs up with a sense of urgency. Thinking that he is in EVPW’s side of the ring, NVX holds his arm out of the ring, pleading for a weapon. He does not take his eyes off of his opponent until Jake shifts his gaze away from him. NVX’s eyes follow Diamond’s to see the former EVPW star, Chris Pyro, swinging his 9 iron at him. The Vietnamese Vigilante curses out loud as he leaps away. The thumbtacks on the 9 iron rip into the bottom turnbuckle padding.

Al Mulligan: These turnbuckle paddings are getting no love in this match.

Colin Jennings: Just think, that could have been NVX's head.

Matthew Oliviera: He may have gotten away from that one, but he still has that splitting maul to deal with.

The former EVPW Television champion scurries over to another side of the ring, this one occupied by his own troops. Jake realizes this and hurries toward him, maul up high. Just as he is about to bring it down, Nicolas Carson hands NVX his infamous nail gun. The Asian Assassin snatches it and immediately fires at Jake's upper thigh. GHW's Savior drops down almost immediately after it pierces his flesh. The expression on NVX's face is one of overwhelming relief, one that a soldier would have after realizing that he survived an ambush or one that a serial killer's prey might have after somehow subduing him. He turns his attention from his fallen adversary to the weapon that brought him down. He then turns to the man who made it all possible and mouths the words "thank you."

Jake Diamond shivers uncontrollably in pain. He looks up to see the wild-eyed Asian pointing the nail gun right at him. With no hesitation, NVX pulls the trigger, piercing a nail right into Diamond's shoulder. Jake understandably shouts up in agony as the audience and his GHW followers stare on in frustrated silence. Eerily similar to his Jake earlier, a maniacal smirk suddenly appears on NVX's face. It doesn't take an expert in facial expressions to figure out that NVX is enjoying every second of this. He fires the home improvement tool for a third time, hitting Jake's stomach. Even some of the EVPW troops are visibly sympathetic for Jake Diamond, though still cheering NVX on. The Dark Prince of X-treme turns the nail gun around and swings it at Diamond, smashing him across the face with the handle. Jake drops down on his back.

Colin Jennings: The tide has obviously shifted considerably toward EVPW's favor. Jake is in some real trouble now.

Al Mulligan: And that bastard NVX loves it. That sadistic son of a bitch can burn in hell. Nicolas Carson too.

Matthew Oliviera: So we finally see the nail gun in this match. I was wondering when it was going to come into play. To say that it is a game changer would be a huge understatement.

Al Mulligan: Fuck that. If NVX can survive the splitting maul, Jake can survive the nail gun. Damn it, Jake! Kick his EVPW ass!

Instead of taking the easy way out and nailing Jake's hands to the canvas and pinning him, NVX decides that he is not done seeing Jake Diamond suffer by his hand. He hands Nicolas Carson his hand gun back, to the surprise of pretty much everyone in the arena. He then moves back to the struggling Jake Diamond. He stares down at him with a tilted head before stomping his feet down onto the nail in his stomach. Jake screams an anguished scream. His eyes are clearly watery, but the GHW star does his best to keep his tears back. As if that wasn't enough, NVX spits a big blob of saliva onto Jake's face and lets out a hearty laugh. He then turns to see Jake's splitting maul on the mat right beside him. A single light bulb has just lit up in the dark mind of the Asian Assassin. He walks away from Jake and grabs hold of the maul. The grin on his exhausted face stretches even wider. He takes a moment to admire the tool used for chopping lumber. Then, surprisingly, he puts it down. NVX then, as quick as wink, slides out of the ring right next to the GHW soldier known as Greenspark, who has gasoline in one hand and a box of matches in the other. NVX grabs both of them before thrusting his foot onto Greenspark's torso and kicks him away like he's a Persian messenger. NVX manages to make his way back into the ring before the other GHW Fighty fighty persons can grab a hold of him.

Al Mulligan: What the hell is he doing?! He just took a weapon from a GHW guy! Can he do that?

Colin Jennings: There's nothing that says he can't. I don't like the look of this.

Al Mulligan: Is this way he put the splitting maul down? Was it not violent enough for him?

Matthew Oliviera: Trying to predict what NVX is going to do next is like trying to predict the lottery numbers. Sure, there's chance you could do it, but you're better off not playing.

The Queens native takes a moment to point and laugh at the raging GHW lumberjacks. He then throws the box of matches on the mat and opens the gasoline can. NVX then squats down and grabs the splitting maul again before drenching the head in the gasoline. A large portion of the crowd looks on with their hands on their faces, showing genuine concern for Jake Diamond. NVX then puts the gasoline can down and grabs the box of matches. He moves over to Jake, who is still writhing in pain from the three nails in his flesh. NVX tucks the dry end of the splitting maul under his arm and lights up a match. He then holds the lit match against the head of the maul, engulfing it in flames. The Dark Prince of X-treme squats down right next to Jake Diamond, who looks up at the impressive fire in horror.

NVX
This may hurt a little, but don't worry. I won't kill you.

Colin Jennings: I don't think that puts Jake at ease. This EVPW scum is demented.

Matthew Oliviera: He says he's not going to kill him, but I have an uncomfortable feeling that he is planning on getting pretty close to it.

Al Mulligan: This can't be happening. Jake better get up and stop this crazy shit or these EVPW nutcases won't go away!

NVX stands back up with the flaming maul in his hands. He brings it up in the air and turns it so that the hammer end is facing forward. The New Yorker brings the maul down onto Jake's back, triggering a very disturbing scream from him. The fans look on as the Savior is not only getting brutalized by the blunt end of the maul, but burned by its sickening flames. NVX does not stop at one. No, he keeps going until Jake's screams are faint and muffled. After about a dozen devastating shots, NVX finally lets up. With a satisfied smile on his face, he moves over to EVPW's side of the ring, gives the maul to Grockadoc's unoccupied hands, and tells him to get rid of it. NVX then confidently struts back to an almost lifeless Jake Diamond, burn marks and all. He drops down and hooks the Chicagoan’s leg. The referee slides down and begins his count. He counts one. He counts two. Then, just as his hand is about to hit the canvas the third time, Jake somehow thrusts his arm up, stopping the match from ending. Everyone in the building is in shock, but none more than NVX. He screams at the referee, refusing to believe that this match is still not over.

Colin Jennings: He kicked out! How in the world did he do that?!

Al Mulligan: I knew Jake was a tough motherfucker, but even I was having doubts!

Matthew Oliviera: It just goes to show you how much his career means to him.

Colin Jennings: Still, I can't believe he just did that. But has the damage already been done?

NVX grabs two handfuls of his own hair and almost yanks them out. Maybe he should have nailed Jake's hands to the mat. Why did he have to be so god damn arrogant for? He gets up and starts pacing around the ring, looking for an answer. What more can he possibly do? He stops at a corner and buries his head in the turnbuckle, trying to shut out all the noise in the arena just so he can hear his own thoughts. He is completely oblivious to the fact that Jake is somehow crawling over to GHW's side of the ring. The EVPW lumberjacks start shouting at NVX to turn around and stop the Head Hunter, but he is too deep in his thoughts. Jake finally gets to Alex Night, who is more than happy to hand him his pizza cutter.

NVX finally turns around and goes right for Jake. Blinded by his frustration, the fact that Jake Diamond is over on the GHW side of the ring does not register in his head. Once he gets close enough, Jake turns around and swings the pizza cutter right at NVX's ankle, slicing up a wound instantly. NVX lets out a groan as he drops down into a sitting position. Blood begins to pour rapidly out of the cut, soaking the hand that NVX has pressed against it. The Second City Savior lunges at his opponent, slicing him a few more times across the chest before he finally collapses. Jake mounts him and relentlessly unloads on the Asian Sensation, cutting him everywhere from his arms to his chest to his stomach. With each new cut, NVX lets out a pain-filled cry.

Al Mulligan: I am so happy right now. If NVX wants a fight with GHW, he's getting a beating.

Colin Jennings: Jake is just torturing NVX with that pizza cutter. I can't say he doesn't deserve it after what he did to him.

Matthew Oliviera: This match is just so unpredictable. These two combatants are giving their all tonight and it's showing.

Colin Jennings: Forgetting that one of these man will lose his job tonight and this is a war between two companies that could change the landscape of either, this is truly a great match.

Jake Diamond finally gets back up after his onslaught on a devastated NVX. Jake walks slowly over to the GHW guys and hands Alex Night his pizza cutter back. He then turns to Chris Pyro and asks him for his 9 iron. Pyro nods his head approvingly and gives it to Jake. Jake turns back to NVX and sees that he is somehow making his way back up. He dashes over to the EVPW fighter and swings the golf equipment at the back of his opponent's leg. The sharp thumbtacks pierce into NVX's calf, stopping him in his place and causing him to roll over on his side. Jake then moves behind NVX and takes another swing, this time to his back. NVX lets out a faint yelp as the thumbtacks rip out of his back. The Head Hunter takes a couple more shots with the 9 iron, then tosses it aside and drops down next to his downed opponent. Jake rolls NVX on his back and hooks his leg up. The GHW official quickly slides down and positions himself so that he can see NVX's shoulders. The referee starts his count and slams his hand down for a one-count. He slams his hand down for a second time and there is virtually no movement from NVX. Just as he is about to bring it down for a third time, though, NVX gets his shoulder up. Jake Diamond is infuriated, not unlike before when the roles were reversed.

Al Mulligan: ARG! Why won't this guy just give up? EVPW's dead anyway and his career will never amount to anything!

Colin Jennings: The toughness of both these men is something to be admired. Even though I'm against NVX's cause, I can't help but respect the man.

Matthew Oliviera: I think that Jake feels the same way and that's way he's so angry.

Al Mulligan: Whatever. All Jake has to do now is hit a big move and this one is over. Bye bye, NVX. Go home and reminisce and your lackluster, uninspiring career.

TBC by Jake Diamond