Horizons 2007 (17/11/07)

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The camera zooms at insane speeds around the Verizon Centre, showing an ocean of frenetic, screaming fans. Eventually the camera cuts away from the mass of roaring humanity and shows a pumped looking announce team.

Vinegar: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the first ever GIW Pay-Per-View extravaganza! I'm Nicholas Vinegar, here with my associate, Daniel Hanson. We thank you very much for letting us join you on this fine evening and bah gawd, you won't be disappointed!

Hanson: I don't say this often, Nick, but I have to agree with you on that one! This show is going to be immense! Ribz and Garland going at it one-on-one with NO DISQUALIFICATIONS! Savage is finally going to put away Fletch and it'll be done in a LAST MAN STANDING match! And then the main event! Declan Prescott and Andy Savana are going to clash in what very well may be the most anticipated match in wrestling history!

Vinegar: Absolutely Daniel. This card is going to be one you'll never forget! Now lets get right into it!

Dennis: This match is scheduled for one fall and will be contested with no disqualifications!!!!

Vinegar: Yes folks, the opening match will be between Robert Garland and Ribz and it's going to be No DQ! Expect one hell of a fight.

Hanson: That’s right Nick! And I'll be cheering my main man Ribz throughout this match.

Vinegar: Can’t you get over him? You know that Garland has my support so just be quiet.

Hanson: You just don’t want to admit that Ribz is better, do you?

Vinegar: I don’t know about you but I like my job and they are about to come out so lets just call this thing.

Hanson: Fine by me.

“Old School Hollywood” by System of a Down blares throughout the building, as Ribz enters the arena, he comes out to quite a mixed reaction by the fans.

Hanson: Here comes my boy Ribz, and will you listen to that the crowd loves him.

Vinegar: You mean half the crowd loves him as half is booing while the other half is cheering.

Hanson: That other half doesn’t know what they want!

“So hated” by Zeromind blared in the arena as Robert Garland comes out to the same reaction as Ribz.

Hanson: Would you listen to that?! The crowd hates him!

Vinegar: Once again Hanson, only half and trust me, one day he will come out to a better reaction as he is trying to get atoned for what he did in the past.

Hanson: Whatever.

Vinegar: Would you look at that as before the bell even rings, Ribz has dashed out of the ring and is getting attacking Garland! May I remind you fans this is all legal as this match is NO DQ!

Hanson: Damn these guys really hate each other.

Vinegar: They just went over the barricade. Ribz first, now Garland. Damn that had to hurt! Ribz, just when Garland was getting over the barricade, clotheslined The Original Badger back over it.

Hanson: Go Ribz!! Look at him he just grabbed Garland and rammed him into the steel ring post. Now he just flung him as hard as he can into into the barricade.

The crowd is in duelling chants.

Vinegar: Would you listen to this crowd?! They are very into this match here tonight, as both men are tearing each other apart.

Hanson: You mean Ribz is tearing apart Garland?

Vinegar: You know what I mean. As this match goes into the ring for the first time tonight with Ribz in full control. Now a scoop slam by Ribz on Garland and he goes for the pin..

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Vinegar: Kick out at two by Garland

Hanson: Ribz will get him next time

Vinegar: Now Ribz is just took the pad off the turnbuckle exposing that unforgiving steel. But look Garland is up!!!

Hanson: And Ribz just clotheslined him back down to the ground. He just picked up Garland and is pointing to the turn buckle. He is getting ready to ram Garlands face into it and…

Vinegar: He stopped it!! At the last second Garland stopped it and just elbowed Ribz straight in the face. But Ribz returns with a European Uppercut. Now he Irish Whips Garland to the other side.

Hanson: That’s right Ribz you bring it to him.

Vinegar: Ribz charges Garland and at the last second he moves, now with a rollup.

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Hanson: There you go he kicks out at one, take that!

Vinegar: But Ribz found him in a place he doesn’t want to be and that is in the corner as Garland is now choking the life out of Ribz. Smashes him in the face with an elbow, hits a scoop slam and a standing leg drop. Goes for another pin..

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Hanson: And a kick out at two! Come on Ribz I have money on you.

Vinegar: That might have been a bad idea as Garland somehow lifts Ribz up and hits a Front suplex.

Hanson: Yeah, but he isn’t covering Ribz.

Vinegar: You're right Hanson, as Garland just came out here to grab a steel chair! I don’t like the looks of this. And Ribz just as Garland turns around and gives him one hell of a clothesline.

Hanson: That’s right and now Ribz rolls Garland back in the ring, and Ribz has the chair. That pansy Garland is getting up and Ribz swings and….

Vinegar: Garland Moved!!! Garland Moved!!!! At the last second Garland moved and the Chair bounced off the ropes and came back and hit Ribz. Now Garland just took the Chair and nearly takes Ribz’s head off with that shot.

Hanson: No he’s bleeding!!!! Ribz rolls out of the ring. Run Ribz, run!

Vinegar: He’s going to have a hard time running since he is on all fours. Garland goes outside and charges…

Hanson: Ribz with a drop toe hold right into the corner of the steel steps on Garland. Yes, he’s bleeding. Come on Ribz, go get him.

Vinegar: Ribz now is back in the ring with Garland and Ribz goes to apply the Ribz effect but Garland reverses into a sleeper hold.

Hanson: But before he has it in too long, Ribz rams him into the ring post with the exposed turnbuckle.

Vinegar: Ribz just went to slam Garland's face into the exposed steel and Garland moves and hits a LOW BLOW!! Garland is now looking to ram Ribz face into the steel and Ribz kicks him with a low blow of his own. Now both men are down.

Hanson: Yeah and Ribz is up first!! Go Ribz.

Vinegar: This is true, as Ribz is now going to try and flip him over his back.

Hanson: No!!! at the last second Garland reverses into a swinging neckbraker!!! Now both men are down again.

Vinegar: But Garland is getting up first followed by Ribz. Garland grabs Ribz, smashes him in the face with an elbow and now is going for an Irish Whip into the ropes.

Hanson: Yeah, but Ribz reverses and goes for a clothesline and damn Garland ducks.

Vinegar: He does and now both men go for a clothesline at the same time and both men are down again. What a hell of a match! And now both men are getting to their feet!

Hanson: Slowly, though. Both men have been drained from this intense battle!

Vinegar: What the hell is this?! There's a teenage in Speedos racing down the ring! What's more, he's holding a baseball bat!

Hanson: I know that kid! He's the one who lost the Ribz Effect challenge earlier this week!

Vinegar: He slides the bat into the ring and right into Ribz' hands! Ribz grabs the weapon AND DRILLS IT INTO GARLAND'S STOMACH! GARLAND FALLS TO HIS KNEES AND RIBZ SMASHES THAT BAT ACROSS HIS FACE!!!

Hanson: I THINK HE JUST KNOCKED GARLAND'S HEAD OFF!!

Vinegar: And now Ribz is pulling garland to his feet! Jeez, Garland isn't moving and is bleeding from the head. This looks serious. Now Ribz locking in the Ribz Effect!! Dammit, this is sick!

Hanson: Ribz is ripping and tearing! Garland is a dead man!

Vinegar: Hazel East raises his arm once! It falls! Twice! It falls! Three times! It falls! east signals for the bell and this on is over!

Hanson: Well Garland put up one hell of a fight, but Ribz was just too much. This guy is something else, Nick.

Vinegar: But he won't release the Ribz Effect! Dammit, the match is over and Garland is helpless! Ribz couldn't win the match on his own and now he's attacking a defenceless human being for NO REASON!!

Hanson: Watch what you say Nick, this guy's bad side is the last place you want to be.

Vinegar: And finally Ribz releases that lethal full nelson hold of his! Dammit, Garland is completely out of it! And now Ribz exiting the ring with that baseball bat. This disgusting human being is actually proud of his actions! AND OH MY GOD, HE JUST SWUNG THE BAT INTO THAT KID! JESUS, WHEN IS ENOUGH, ENOUGH FOR THIS GUY?!

Hanson: First having to wear Speedos and now being beaten down. This kid is going to be scarred for life after this!

Vinegar: And now Ribz is leaving the arena. Well he may be the winner here tonight, but we'll always know he didn't do it on his own!

Robert Garland: 1

Ribz: 3

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Well ladies and gentlemen, it's now time for the second match of Horizons. And this one could be as ugly as the come, folks.

"Gangster's Paradise" by Coolio hits, as Mike "The Spike" enters the arena, to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He makes his way down the ramp, with Ashley close behind.

Dennis: From a volcano, weighing in at 231 pounds... MIIIIIKE THEEEEEE SPIIIIIKKEEE!!!!

Mike gets into the ring, as "Don't Tread on Me" by Metallica hits. Great White enters the arena with Father and Ace. His reaction is just as mixed, as some fans cheer and other vehemently boo. Great White gets into the ring, as the bell sounds and the match officially begins!

Vinegar: Mike charging straight at Great White. He knows he can't take any chances here.

Hanson: But the kid runs smack bang into the a big boot! That's gotta hurt!

Vinegar: Mike scrambling back to his feet, but White sends him crashing back down with a horrendous head butt!

Hanson: And Mike again springs back to his feet. He's resilient, I'll give him that.

Vinegar: But Great White grabs him by the throat! CHOKE SLAM! Mike isn't moving!!! Great White makes the cover!

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREE! THIS ONE'S OVER IN UNDER A MINUTE! GREAT WHITE WINS!

Hanson: Ha! This Great White sure is powerful. I almost feel bad for Mike. Almost.

Vinegar: And what's this? Father climbing into the ring now. He's stomping away at the defenceless Mike! Pathetic! Ashley getting in the ring and pleading with Father! FATHER JUST SMASHED ASHLEY WITH A RIGHT HAND!!!

Hanson: OUCH! Great White advances on Father! I don't think he liked that!

Vinegar: father making whipping motions at Great White! The Extreme Giant backs down. What's going on here?

Hanson: That big dumb monkey is realising who is the boss in this picture. Good for him.

Vinegar: And now Father kicking away at Mike's head! Ace now coming into the ring with a table! He sets the damn thing up, while Father pulls the defenceless Mike to his feet. Father ordering Great White to deo something. Great White reluctantly nods. He grabs Mike AND HITS THAT DEVASTATING POWER BOMB THROUGH THE TABLE!!! BAH GAWD, MIKE MAY BE DEAD!!!

Hanson: And now he's bleeding heavily from the mouth. That'll teach him to mess with the Aryan Brotherhood.

Vinegar: How can you condone these actions?!

Hanson: Mike didn't have to come out here tonight, he chose to. And now he's paying the price for it.

Vinegar: And now the leader of this twisted group, Savage, is coming to the ring. Shouldn't you be preparing for your match you damn coward?! Your friends won't be able to help you out then!

Hanson: Ssshhh, Savage has a mic. Lets see what he's got to say!

Savage: I said I was gunna make a statement and I did. Do you see Mike "The Spike" sitting here in a pool of his own blood? That is the fate of all of those that oppose the Aryan Brotherhood. My dream is to begin the formation of the Fourth Reich and soon all will bow down to us, as we, the Aryan Brotherhood, are superior to all others. You all will learn this very soon. Fletch take a look at your friend. Like I said before, this is your fate, along with anyone else who opposes me.

Vinegar: Savage sending a very powerful message here, but later tonight, he'll be all on his own when he faces Fletch in a Last Man Standing Match!

Mike: 0

Great White: 3

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Mike is being taken out of the arena in a stretcher, as "Why Can't we be Friends?" by Smash Mouth begins playing throughout the arena. Brandon McSkinny leaps onto the stage and begins jumping up and down at a frenetic pace, throwing every limb he has into the air with incredible energy and speed. The crowd does not respond in the slightest way.

Dennis: He's McSkinny, no one gives a shit about his weight or hometown.

Hanson: Sick burn...

McSkinny, after tangling himself in the ropes, crawls into the ring and awaits his opponent. “Bullet with Butterfly Wings” by Smashing Pumpkins hits, as Doctor dashes out onto the stage. The fans give him a slight cheer, causing McSkinny to grow very frustrated. Doctor dashes down the ramp and slides into the ring.

Vinegar: Well the bell rings and this one is underway. Both men circling the ring, neither ready to make the first move. They edge closer and closer to each other. Both men raise their right arms. Both men swing!

Hanson: BITCH SLAP OF DOOM!!!!

Vinegar: Both men connect at the same time and send each other crashing to the mat! Hazel east begins the count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TEN!

Hanson: WHAT?!

Vinegar: It’s over! It’s a draw! Neither man could stand the...

Hanson: ....BITCH SLAP OF DOOOOOM! I love saying that.

Vinegar: I know you do. Now let’s hope the next match brings us some real competition! We’ve had two matches last under a minute!

Hanson: Don’t worry Nick, the next match is a last man standing match. It’ll have to last at least ten seconds.

Vinegar: That doesn’t fill me with confidence...

Doctor: 0

Brandon McSkinny: 1

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

"America" by Rammstein plays to the dismay of the crowd. Savage walks out alone with his head going from side to side checking out the crowd.

Hanson: Here comes a future world champion to GIW. This guy beat Fletch easily last week, and he has to take him on again?

Vinegar:- He required help to defeat Fletch, and White got tired of it and decided to make this match between the two of them.

Hanson: If you do not remember. Fletch had help at the very beginning of the match himself, which would have been the end had Mike not interfered in the match.

Vinegar:- I could say that it was simply feedback for all the other times that interference was made on behalf of Savage towards a victory.

Hanson: You can make up all the excuses that you want, but in my mind. Savage is still far more superior than Fletch will ever manage to be. Look at him get in the ring. He is an amazing specimen, and its no wonder that Declan is looking to this guy as the future of this company.

Vinegar:- Who in the world would have told you that?

Hanson: I can’t tell you. It is a secret, and to do so would get me killed surely.

Vinegar:- Worst excuse ever. Savage yelling random Germanic insults towards the crowd is getting him a large chorus of boos.

Hanson: Those boos are German for cheers.

Vinegar:- I have been to Germany and I am sure that we all cheer the same way all over the world.

Hanson: We boo differently though, so I know what I am talking about. Some people have different cultures, and for you to bash one is very immature of you.

Vinegar:- The game your playing of twisting my words is all the more immature, and I think Savage is going a bit too far with his words.

Hanson: What makes you say that?

Vinegar:- Had you known German as I do. You would know that he just insulted the crowd in a very disgusting way. Not literally but morally.

Hanson: I think your lying.

Vinegar:- I would dare not lie about such a matter, as you would.

Hanson: Forget you, and hurry and bring Fletch out here. I am in a hurry to get to the main event.

Vinegar:- Eventually it will get here, and we will all be entertained by it I am sure.

Hanson: I am sure that Prescott will get the clear cut victory.

“My Way” by Limp Bizkit plays and the crowd immediately switches from a large chorus of boos, to a very loud chorus of cheers.

Hanson: That is German for boos.

Vinegar:- From what I learned earlier. You do not know German.

Hanson: I know some.

Vinegar:- Not enough to know that those are cheers in American, and in German.

Hanson: I think you should stop picking on me.

Vinegar:- The two of them are circling each other as the referee tries to explain the rules to them.

Hanson: Your opponent must stay down for 10 seconds in order for you to win, and I think it should be obvious by now.

“Generic Lazy Man Music” plays over the speakers to a almost mixed reaction. Kane White starts towards the ring.

Hanson: This guy is the man to referee this match.

Vinegar:- The other referee must have just been there to explain the rules. Out he goes, and in comes White.

Hanson: Fletch is looking at White with some evil in his eyes. I have no idea why.

Vinegar:- NO! Savage just attacked Fletch from behind with a chair!

Hanson: YES!

Vinegar:- That is unacceptable and White needs to do something!

Hanson: He will not. There is no DQ.

Vinegar:- Morally wrong this is. I think White should atleast stop Savage from continuing to stomp down on Fletch so that this is a fair match.

Hanson: He just rung the bell. I think White might be enjoying this as long as no interference comes out.

Vinegar:- Look at Savage pick him up over his shoulders and just slam him down on the mat like is nothing.

Hanson: From the looks of things. He is nothing.

Vinegar:- NO! He is something. Savage’s under handed style of wrestling just gave him the advantage right now.

Hanson: Savage has Fletch in the corner and is giving him some shoulder thrust.

Vinegar:- Looks like Fletch is going to throw up out of pain.

Hanson: I think that would be unacceptable for a PPV.

Vinegar:- How so? I think it would show just how brutal Savage is being. Which I might add, is very unacceptable.

Hanson: Savage to the other side of the ring, and I think he is going for the Tiger V. No. He stopped in the middle of the ring.

Vinegar:- Fletch has gotten from the corner and is now wobbling over towards the middle of the ring. Clothesline takes him down like a rag doll.

Hanson: Savage is flexing his muscles at the crowd who just seem to really like him with the German cheers they keep giving.

Vinegar:- Folks at home. Those are boos. Not cheers. In any language.

Hanson: Folks at home. Ignore this guy. He does not know anything about culture.

Vinegar:- A knee to the side of Fletch and Fletch is flopping around like a fish.

Hanson: Ironic since he is from a volcano. I am sure fish can not live there.

Vinegar:- Fire fish can.

Hanson: Those are not real.

Vinegar:- Do you think Fletch is really from a volcano?

Hanson: He might be.

Vinegar:- Savage is flexing his muscles at White who seems not to take to kindly to that.

Hanson: Look at Fletch struggling to get to his feet.

Vinegar:- He is using the corner to lift him self, and I think that is the best thing he could really do at this point.

Hanson: That chair shot was hard because Fletch is still struggling to get up. Savage is so amazingly strong.

Vinegar:- If Fletch had known that he was bout to get hit, then he would have moved and fought back.

Hanson: Savage ACROSS THE RING!!!! TIGER V!!! TIGER V!!! TIGER V!!!!

Vinegar:- NO!

Hanson: Look at Fletch fall to the ground! Its amazing. That Tiger V was amazing. Fletch is dead. I know so. I can tell so. His ribs probably collapsed!! I know they did.

Vinegar:- Savage is strutting around the ring talking shit to the crowd. They hate him more then ever.

Hanson: They shouldn’t hate him for beating the hell out of Savage. That guy just owned Fletch easily.

Vinegar:- Fletch is as good as defeated. Soon as White starts to make that 10 count it is over.

Hanson: Exactly. So when is that 10 count going to start?

Vinegar:- I would think it start 9 seconds ago.

Hanson: Savage just noticed the lack of a 10 count because he seems to be talking to White right now.

Vinegar:- He is taking the wrong tone. I can tell from here that he is yelling. Actually, there is no telling. I can hear from here that he is yelling.

White- Hey, I thought you were still beating him up. Ok. I will start the count.

Savage- Better.

White- What?

Savage- I said better, so get counting.

White- 1.….

Hanson: He is taking quite the while to actually count.

Vinegar:- I think this is fairness.

Hanson: No it isn’t. Savage is being cheated out of a match.

White- 2.…..

Vinegar:- Savage getting angry at his own medicine being handed back to him.

Hanson: No. This is not his own medicine. This is cheating plain and simple.

White- 3.….

Hanson: Its been atleast 30 seconds right now.

Vinegar:- I wonder if Fletch will get up in time.

Hanson: It will be 10 minutes before the damn count is over.

Vinegar:- Guess not. Savage is picking up Fletch and setting him in the corner again.

Hanson: Another Tiger V coming up.

Vinegar:- He is running across the ring….

Hanson: NO!

Vinegar:- Fletch just launched himself over the ropes, and Savage ran head first into the middle post.

Hanson: This can not be good.

Vinegar:- Fletch back over the ropes and connects with a dropkick to take Savage down. Fletch against the ropes, but Savage gives a shoulder block to stop his momentum from getting any higher.

Hanson: Savage hit’s a belly to belly. Nice.

Vinegar:- He goes to pick up Fletch, but an eye rake and a drop kick send Savage outside of the ring.

Hanson: Fletch goes over the top rope with a swan like dive and it takes Savage down to the ground.

Vinegar:- Fletch may be back in this match.

Hanson: I was hoping that we would get to the main event sooner rather than later.

Vinegar:- I am excited with the current match. At first I thought Savage had this won, but Fletch is making a comeback by smashing Savage’s head against the announce table.

Hanson: If he damages this property of GIW, then I hope it comes out of his paycheck.

Vinegar:- I doubt it will.

Hanson: A stiff elbow to the abdomen of Fletch, and I think Savage has this back in his hands.

Vinegar:- NO! An enzaguri out of no where takes Savage down. Fletch goes under the ring and finds a kendo stick.

Hanson: Get up Savage. That thing hurts. I know so.

Vinegar:- A hit to the head. Another! Another!

Hanson: How could you be so excited about this?

Vinegar:- Fletch is getting some revenge!

Hanson: What’s he doing now? Why did he just set Savage on top of the announce table?

Vinegar:- What would be catchier then him being counted out on top of the table?

Hanson: Why is Fletch heading to the top rope of a corner?

Vinegar:- I think we all know what is about to happen.

Hanson - MOVE!!!

Vinegar:- From the top rope he flies!

Hanson: To the ground he GOES!!!! He just missed. Savage moved out of the way!

Vinegar:- I sense that this is just about over.

Hanson: Learn to accept fate I can tell.

Vinegar:- This is somehow not fate.

Hanson: Savage does not seem to be done with Fletch and has rolled him into the ring.

Vinegar:- I think he wants to be the cause of the finish. Not some table.

Hanson: Fletch is wobbling to his feet.

Vinegar:- He is stalking him with the evilest of intentions.

Hanson: May Fletch rest in peace…..tiger v.

Vinegar- The arena is silent.

Hanson: The impact from the Tiger V even amazed Savage. Look at him. He is stunned.

Vinegar:- He may have broken the ribs of Fletch.

White- 1.…..2.…….

Hanson: I think White is shocked as well.

White- 7.…8.….9...

Vinegar:- He paused. Savage looks over to White.

White- 10.

Vinegar:- The bell has rang.

Hanson: Our winner via 10 count is Savage who just owned Fletch with the Tiger V.

Vinegar:- I still can’t believe that Fletch has just been owned. He is lying on the ground lifeless. That Tiger V was amazingly swift and strong. The smack against his ribs was too sharp not to hear. The crowd is almost silent.

Hanson: They are worried for Fletches life.

Vinegar:- Here are paramedics running down to take Fletch to the nurse or something. I think he is going to require much more then a nurse.

Hanson: White raising the arm of Savage who seems to be content with his victory.

White- Congrats.

Hanson: That congrats was sharp and dull towards White.

Vinegar:- I think White should just accept that he won and go home.

Hanson: LOOK! Savage just gave White the TIGER V!!!!

Vinegar:- That had a harder recoil than Fletch’s.

Hanson: I am shocked! The co-owner was just Tiger V’d.

Vinegar:- Some sort of payment is going to be made by Savage for what he has just did. I hope he knows that.

Hanson: Savage seems more excited about taking down White than he did for taking down Fletch.

Vinegar:- I guess White rubbed Savage the wrong way.

Hanson: He paid for it as well.

Fletch: 0

Savage: 3

Kane White: -20

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Ladies and gentlemen, it's been one hell of an evening. Fletch and Savage finally settling their feud in one of the most sadistic, brutal matches I've ever witnessed. Robert Garland and Ribz fought one hell of a battle. But now, there's only one thing left to do.

Hanson: The main event! The match everyone's been waiting for! It's finally here, Nick!

Somewhere between happy!

And total fucking wreck!

Feet sometimes on solid ground!

And sometimes at the edge!

Declan Prescott emerges onto the stage, hand in hand with Cara Costello. The two are met by a thundering chorus of boos. The pair ignore the fans, as Declan gently kisses Cara on the forehead and then raises his arms in the air, as golden pyro erupts either side of him.

To spend your waking moments!

Simply counting time!

Is to give up on your hopes and dreams!

To give up on your!

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Cara Costello, he currently resides in Los Angeles, California and weighs in at 223 pounds. He is the Co-Owner of Global Impact Wrestling! The Significant Player, DEEEEEECLAAAAAAAAAAAN PREEEEESSSSSSSCOOOOOOTTTT!!!!!

Life for you has been less than kind!

So take a number and stand in line!

We've all been sorry!

We've all been hurt!

Declan then wraps one arm around Cara’s waist and they both proceed down the ramp, towards the ring.

But how we survive!

Is what makes us who we are!

Declan and Cara enter the ring via the steps. Declan climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms once more.

An obvious disinterest!

A barely managed smile!

A deep nod in agreement!

A status quo exile!

Declan springs off the turnbuckle and shares a few quick words with Cara, before telling her to exit the ring.

I shirk my obligations!

I miss all your deadlines!

I excel at quitting early!

And fucking up my llllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiiffffffffffffffffeeeeeeee!!!!!

Declan turns to the entrance area, as his music fades and the arena grows silent with anticipation. several moments pass.

The world is a vampire!

Sent to drain!

Secret destroyers!

Hold you up to the flames!

The stage is empty.

And what do I get?

For my pain?

Betrayed desires!

And a piece of the game!

The stage remains empty.

Even though I know!

I suppose I'll show!

All my cool and cold!

Like old Job!

From the shadows, Andy Savana throws himself onto the stage. The arena erupts into catastrophic cheers, as the fans begin jumping up and down and screaming at the top of their lungs.

Despite all my rage!

I am still just a rat in a cage!

Despite all my rage!

I am still just a rat in a cage!

Savana cracks his neck and in the usual 180 degree fashion, shrugs his shoulders with a big smirk to the audience and then begins heading to the ring.

Someone will say what is lost!

Can never be saved!

Despite all my rage!

I am still just a rat in a cage!

Dennis: And the opponent! From an asylum in Houston, Texas and weighing in at 244 pounds... AAAAAANNNDDDYYYYY SAVANAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Now I'm naked!

Nothing, but an animal!

But can you fake it?

For just one more show?

Savana makes his way into the ring and runs hand through hair.

And what do you want?

I want to change!

And what have you got?

When you feel the same?

Savana's music fades, as he focuses his attention on the cautious Declan Prescott. Glenn Burke signals for the bell and the match officially begins!

Vinegar: Well, it's finally here folks! These two have been having difficulties for the past month and they finally get a chance to settle the score here tonight!

Hanson: This is going to be epic. You can literally feel the intensity filling the arena, Nick!

Vinegar: And now both men lock up! It's started folks! Savana, being the bigger and stronger of the two, sends Declan reeling to the mat! Declan straight back up and just slapped Savana right across the face! Look at the rage racing through Savana's eyes! Prescott wisely races to the outside, but Savana is right behind him!

Hanson: Jeez Prescott, you made the wrong guy mad!!

Vinegar: Savana with a clubbing blow to Prescott's upper back, sending him tumbling face first into the safety barrier!

Hanson: He hit him from behind, that coward!

Vinegar: It's hard not to, when the opponent is running away! And now Savana grabs Declan by the head! He's gonna bash his skull into the safety barrier! But Prescott counters with a quick elbow straight into Savana's nose! And now Declan smashes a vicious right handed knife into Savana's chest! Again! Again! Again! Again again again!!! Savana's chest is a beat red. But he's not phased!

Hanson: Savana is laughing! HE'S LAUGHING!!!

Vinegar: Savana blasts Prescott with a HUGE right hand to the face and sends The Significant Player spiralling to the mat! Now Savana pulls Prescott up by the head and rolls him back into the ring. He doesn't want this match to end in a count out. Quite frankly, I don't think any of us do.

Hanson: Well I'll give Savana his due credit. That's a smart move. I'm surprised, considering Doctor isn't here to instruct him.

Vinegar: Well that may become an issue later in the match, but right now Savana seems focused and determined here tonight. And now Prescott climbing to his feet. Savana back in the ring and smashes Prescott in the skull with a boot! Prescott falls right back down. Now Savana with a big leg drop, but Prescott rolls out of the way!

Hanson: Ha, great counter! And now Prescott gets back to his feet, using the ropes. Savana runs, but Prescott drops to the mat, pulling on the top rope as he goes and SENDS SAVANA CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE! HA! PLAYED!

Vinegar: And Prescott telling official, Glenn Burke, to start the count. I guess I was wrong when I said no one wanted this match to end in count out.

Hanson: What, you're ripping on Declan for following the rules, now? Jeez Nick, he wants a fair match. Give the man a break!

Vinegar: Well either way, Savana is back in the ring at the count of 5. Prescott charges and looks for a clothesline! Savana ducks, Prescott bounces off the ropes and runs right into a GIANT hip toss! Prescott on the mat and Savana instantly locks in a fujiwar arm bar! He's like a shark in the water, with those vicious submission holds!

Hanson: Well this move didn't work so well for Savana last week, but I don't think Declan has the strength to power out, like Great White did.

Vinegar: No, but he is close enough to grab the bottom rope with his free arm, which he promptly does. Savana rolls to his feet, grabs Prescott by that arm he had just been working over and drags his opponent to the middle of the ring. But Prescott, with his free arm, smashes a fist into Savana's crotch from the ground! Savana instantly falls to his knees, as Prescott spring boards to his feet and smashes a MASSIVE right hand into Savana, sending him crashing to the mat! Glenn Burke telling Prescott if he does it again, he's disqualified! Prescott claiming the shot was to the midsection. Dammit, the man is a liar!

Hanson: Hey Nick, the shot looked clean from where I'm sitting.

Vinegar: Unless you're sitting in a different building, I don't see how that's remotely possible!

Hanson: Yeah, whatever. Now Savana climbing to his feet. Prescott instantly goes on the attack and delivers a tremendous gut wrench suplex! He hit that move with perfection!

Vinegar: Now Prescott leaps onto the second rope and looks for the lionsault! Savana gets his knees up! Prescott's midsection now in tremendous pain, as both men are lying on the mat. Savana is first up. Prescott not far behind. Savana whips Prescott to the ropes! Prescott bounces back and Savana looks for a belly to belly suplex! Prescott with a stiff headbutt, is able to break free!

Hanson: Ha! he's so resourceful!

Vinegar: And now Prescott rebounds off the ropes again, tis time of his own accord and takes Savana down to the mat with a chop block to Savana's legs! Prescott instantly going for the Cripple Crossface! Savana is able to squirm free, before he locks it in! Savana gets back up and Prescott charges, but runs right into a GIANT knife hand to the chest!!! Prescott hits the mat and his chest is completely red after that one smack! This Savana is so powerful!

Hanson: Prescott not down yet, though! he gets back to his feet, but Savana grabs his arm and applies a sick looking arm lock! Jeez, he's really twisting that arm and Declan is in a lot of pain!

Vinegar: But that's not the arm, Savana was working on before! That's Prescott's other arm!

Hanson: I wonder if Savana realises that. Idiot!

Vinegar: And Prescott is able to swing his whole body around and take Savana down with a HUGE clothesline! Both men are down on the mat, yet again. But they're both quick back up. Declan thumps Savana with a right hand! Savana battles back with a right of his own! And now Prescott hits another fist. Now Savana. Prescott! Savana! Prescott! Savana! Prescott! Savana! Savana again! Savana! Savana! Savana!

Hanson: Oh no, Prescott looks dazed!

Vinegar: And Savana now with a kick to the gut! He lifts Declan up and levels him with a Samoan drop!!! Savana makes the cover!

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PRESCOTT KICKS OUT! Savana is going to have to do more than that to wear his opponent down!

Hanson: A lot more! Declan is no slouch and Savana is going to have to fight to win this match, like he's never fought before! Prescott now rolls out of the ring. He needs some breathing space. Smart move!

Vinegar: But Savana is right behind him! Prescott avoids any confrontation and slides back into the ring! He runs to the opposite ropes, as Savana slides in after him. Savana to his feet, but Prescott bounces back AND LEVELS SAVANA WITH THE PERFECT PLAY OUT OF NOWHERE!!! HE MAKES THE COVER!

ONE!

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SAVANA KICKS OUT! DECLAN IS FURIOUS! HE CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

Hanson: Glenn Burke is incompetent! That was definitely three!

Vinegar: Well I saw two and the decision stands! Now Prescott is still arguing with the referee and hasn't noticed Savana slowly getting back to his feet!

Hanson: Turn around, Declan!!! Cara shouting out to tell Declan to turn around! Prescott does so and sees Savana! Isn't Cara a reliable woman?!

Vinegar: Prescott charges at Savana, BUT SAVANA GRABS HIM BY THE LEGS, TIPS HIM TO THE MAT AND LOCKS IN THE SAVANA'S CHAMBER OF PAIN!!! DECLAN PRESCOTT IS WRITHING IN AGONY!!! HE CAN'T ESCAPE!!! HE HAS NO CHOICE, BUT TO TAP!!!

Hanson: NO! Cara throws herself onto the ring apron! She's screaming at Savana!! What's she saying?!

Vinegar: I don't know, but Savana has released his finishing move and is charging at Cara! Dammit, she should never have been involved in this match! Savana swings at her wildly, but Cara leaps from the apron at the last second! Bah gawd, her head was almost taken off!!!

Hanson: That Savana is a lunatic! NOW HE'S CHASING HER TO THE OUTSIDE!! Cara is cornered in the barrier! SOMEONE HELP HER!!!

Vinegar: Hanson, you may get your wish! Prescott leaps onto the top rope AND HITS A SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! BOTH SAVANA AND PRESCOTT ARE DOWN!!!

Hanson: THAT WAS INCREDIBLE! THE MAN MOVES AS IF HE WERE A CRUISERWEIGHT!!!

Vinegar: Cara Costello wisely getting the hell out of there! Maybe this will teach her to not get involved in other people's matches!

Hanson: But Savana is getting up! How the hell is he getting up?! This man isn't human!

Vinegar: He makes another run at Cara! But Prescott, grabs his ankle and trips him up! Savana goes crashing face first into the steel ring steps!! Now neither man is moving!

Hanson: Declan Prescott is so intelligent! he knows what's going on around him at all times!

Vinegar: Is that why Cara had to tell him to watch out for Savana.

Hanson: Ah, shut it. Now Prescott is back to his feet. He rolls into the ring, as the referee gets to 6. Savana might be counted out here!

Vinegar: Well Savana getting back up now and, my God, he's bleeding from the left eye! Those stairs must have cut his eye!

Hanson: The referee should stop this match and award Declan the victory! He's earned it, Nick!

Vinegar: I'll guarantee you that's the last thing Andy Savana wants. He won't let a gashed eye beat him. He slides back into the ring and charges full speed at Declan! Prescott ducks and grabs Savana from behind! A German suplex! He keeps the hold locked in! A second German suplex! And a third German suplex INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!! Savana stumbles out and drops to the mat!

Hanson: What an incredible move! Now Prescott climbs to the top turnbuckle. What's he doing? He pops his neck to the left and then to the right. Now he leaps off WITH A SAVANA SUICIDE DIVE!!!

Vinegar: BUT SAVANA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!! PRESCOTT HITS THE MAT HARD ON HIS BACK! AND NOW SAVANA SPRINGS INTO ACTION AND GRABS PRESCOTT'S LEGS! HE'S LOOKING FOR THE CHAMBER OF PAIN ONCE MORE!!!

Hanson: NO! PRESCOTT BATTLING WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS TO KEEP SAVANA FROM LOCKING IN THIS VICIOUS MOVE! IF SAVANA CAN DO IT, THE MATCH IS OVER!!

Vinegar: PRESCOTT AND SAVANA BOTH STRUGGLING VALIANTLY! PRESCOTT GRABS SAVANA AND ROLLS HIM INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!

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THREE!!! OH MY GOD, IT'S OVER! PRESCOTT SCORED THE UPSET WIN OUT OF NOWHERE!!!

Hanson: HA! DIDN'T I TELL YOU HE COULD DO IT?!?!

Vinegar: And now Prescott wisely getting the hell out of the ring and dashing up the ramp way, with Cara! Savana looks FURIOUS in the ring, here! He's screaming at Glenn Burke, that it was only 2! SAVANA JUST THREW BURKE OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!! HE'S SNAPPED AND WITHOUT HIS MEDICINE, NO ONE CAN CONTROL HIM!!!

Hanson: he's coming this way! Look at him attacking the remnants of our announce table! He just took Vinegar's chair! He's bashing it into the ground! Savana has gone completely mental! You lost Andy! Nothing is going to change that!!

Savana stares menacingly at Hanson, causing both announcers to flee into the crowd. Savana continues destroying equipment, as the camera cuts to a Declan Prescott and Cara Costello. Both of them stare on at the deranged Savana, both their faces filled with fear. The camera then fades to black, as Horizons comes to a close.

Andy Savana: 0

Declan Prescott: 1

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Originally posted by Declan Prescott