Le Boudin begins to play and the Legion flags begin to wave all around the arena. Commandant Mercier walks forward proudly and is followed by Oleg & Joaquin.
Still winless, after months of competition, the Legion is desperate tonight against the equally loss-ridden Demon and Khaos.
A foursome of jobbers to open up DoD.
Maybe they can pull a rabbit out of their hat tonight Al. Their opponents, much like themselves, were expected to do alot in GHW and have msfired. There's no better time than at a PPV to re-write yourself and start climbing that ladder to success. Someone has to win tonight, and that could be a stepping stone for either team.
The bell rings and things begin to heat up quick. Joaquin and Khaos start out, and the legionnaire is fired into the ropes and receives a backdrop; going way up before crashing into the mat. Upon as his opponent rises, Khaos delivers a big kick to the gut and follows up with a powerslam. The Texan makes a tag to Demon, who batters the Colombian with a stiff forearm shot. He then raises his opponent up, letting the blood rush to his head and falls into a devastating suplex. Ignoring the cries from the Legio corner, vain attempts to revive Joachin, Demon drags the soldier to his feet and applies a front facelock while placing his head next to that of his opponent. Using his free hand to grab hold of Joaquin's far hand, he swings in a semi-circular motion drops himself and his foe to the ground back-first , causing the legionnaire’s neck to impact on the massive shoulder of the monster.
This is a slow start for the usually aggressive Legion.
That might have something to do with them being outmatched by these two big men.
Maybe they’re just taking their time, hoping to wear the opposition out.
A tag is made once again, displaying surprising continuity between the composite team. The beast from the abyss then reaches around his opponent's torso with one arm across the soldier's chest and under both arms and places the other arm under the Joaquin's legs. Demon then lifts the legionnaire up, bringing his legs off the ground, and dropping him back-first against the freak's knee. Meanwhile, Khaos has mounted the ropes and performs a diving elbow on the grunt’s exposed chest, flipping Joaquin over and down to the mat. The Houston native makes a pinfall attempt, but Oleg makes the save at the last possible second. Oleg attempts to hold his own against both attackers and a scuffle erupts, which the referee looks to nip in the bud. Joaquin has almost resigned himself to defeat, but he cannot bow to anyone. He rises up letting the roar of the fans soak in. His body begins to wiggle and sway as he is filled with power. With order restored, Khaos grabs him from behind, but Joaquin thrusts his pelvis forth and proceeds to slam his backside into the Texan’s midriff, sending him to the canvas. Not to be denied, Khaos ducks a wild right hand from Joaquin and comes up with a headlock and slowly grinds his sizeable arms against Joaquin’s head. Joaquin begins to quiver, Joaquin began to jiggle, Joaquin begins to wiggle out of the hold.
Joaquin doing his best Hulk Hogan impression here, I don’t think it’ll amount to much.
You never know Al, sometimes this sort of psychological warfare works. You see a guy who’s supposed to be suffering, and instead he’s amping himself up, you can get those butterflies in your stomach.
Whatever it is, it looks like it got him free of that headlock.
Khaos isn’t impressed, and he grabs Jaoquin, about to whip him into the far corner. The Legionnaire reverses and the Texan hits the buckle so hard he flips over the ropes, landing on the apron. Joaquin seizes the opportunity and dropkicks him to the floor. The time is right for a tag, and both Oleg and Mercier are shouting for it, but Joaquin is fired up and unwilling to leave just yet. When Khaos gets back into the ring, Joaquin leapfrogs over the charging Texan to safety, leaving the bigger man to stop short in the corner. Khaos turns just in time to catch a standing dropkick, which sends him stumbling into the turnbuckle pads. Seizing on his opponent's disoriented state, Joaquin monkey flips him out into the centre of the ring and lands a hard kick to the spine as his opponent sits up. Joaquin then kneels on his foe's back with both knees, hooking the Texan's head with one arm and his legs with the other. He then rolls back so that Khaos is suspended above him, facing up. Having locked in the bow and arrow, Joaquin pulls down with both arms while pushing up with his knees to bend his opponent's back
* I'll add on a little more, but I just wanted to gt something up before the deadline.
Last Edit: Mar 4, 2013 9:27:02 GMT -7 by thelegion