Sentinel 15/03/08

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The camera opens on the familiar faces of Nicholas Vinegar and Daniel Hanson. The arena echoes with chants of 'GIW' all around them, which seems to please Hanson immensely.

Vinegar: Welcome once again folks to Global Impact Wrestling's Sentinel. I'm Nicholas Vinegar, here with Daniel Hanson, and we're honoured you've invited us into your homes on this fine evening. I can guarantee that you won't regret it!

Hanson: Absolutely, Nick. These fans are pumped here tonight and so am I. Witham and Deathman look to settle a score, allies in Chris Austin and Sean Jensen facing off and Aragato makes his singles match debut! It's crazy!

Vinegar: This show is certainly going to be something that you won't want to miss. But what do you say, we just get right into it?

Hanson: Alright!!

“Killing In The Name Of” by Rage Against The Machine blares over the loud speakers as Sean Jensen energetically comes out to the ramp. He is being accompanied by Progdoor. Jensen runs down the aisle and slides into the ring while Progdoor follows slowly.

Hanson: Look at this fool jumping around in a hoodie. The stupid dragon is coming too. Sometimes I wonder why I even keep working here. People are going to remember me as the guy who called matches with dragons.

Vinegar: Stop complaining. You're about to see these two stable members fight it out in what is sure to be a great match.

Hanson: You're too modest to every person who walks down the aisle. Every person and every dragon freak.

Vinegar: I think someone put piss in your coffee this morning. Is that it?

Hanson: Look at Jensen toss the hoodie into this stupid crowd who just eat it up.

Vinegar: You're so negative.

“Faint” by Linkin Park plays as the screeching of the instruments are rhythmical to the faces made by Austin as he grasps his Hardcore title in his hand.

Hanson: This is a man that I can respect and not be ashamed about. He comes out with the same great attitude every single day.

Vinegar: That might explain why I hate to see this man's smile. The smirk he makes just causes me to tighten my grasp and hope for the worst.

Hanson: You’re the negative one here.

Vinegar: Austin in the ring circling Jensen, as the referee hands the title belt to the time keeper.

Hanson: Glenn Burke better make the right calls this match or I might ask Declan to review how useful he really is.

Vinegar: The bell rings and this match is underway. Austin and Jensen lock up, but Jensen falls to his knees and hit’s a weak upper cut to Austin sending him back and into the corner.

Hanson: That was a closed fist and I think that means DQ.

Vinegar: Austin seems to be shocked at just how Jensen played his cards. He was expecting that Jensen counter into a German Suplex….

Hanson: Aryan Suplex.

Vinegar: Whatever. He expected he would counter into another grapple like move, but he pulled something a bit unusual instead.

Hanson: It is barely the first move so shut up and lets see what he can pull out now.

Vinegar: Jensen back to his feet as he backs up allowing Austin to step from the corner. Interesting thing with these two is that they are apart of the same stable so this is like a civil war of sorts.

Hanson: Austin follows Sean around for some reason and I am struggling to find out why, but maybe this match will open his eyes. He is the Hardcore champion while the other members hold no titles. They didn’t even get passed the first round of the World Title Tournament.

Vinegar: Neither did Austin, who charges Sean with a clothesline but Sean ducks and turns right into the backhand of Austin.

Hanson: Austin proved that he is one step ahead of Sean from now on.

Vinegar: Can’t wait to see if that will help him out. Sean rolls to his feet and goes to charge at Austin, but is met with a kick to the gut and a swinging neck breaker.

Hanson: Austin is still one step ahead, here.

Vinegar: Sean grasping his neck at the pain of landing on it. That could really distract you in a match.

Hanson: Just look how Austin backs up to the opposite corner and stares at Jensen struggle to his feet.

Vinegar: I think he may be going for the SoCal GutCheck, no. He is letting Jensen regain his composure as they have a stare down from across the ring.

Hanson: They're making steps towards each other, but not charging just yet.

Vinegar: Progdoor makes a roar on the outside of the ring which distracts Austin for a second. Jensen takes advantage and hits him with a dropkick. Austin’s head bounces off the top turn buckle!

Hanson: People call Austin a cheater!

Vinegar: Jensen doesn’t stop there, because he picks up Austin and tosses him into the corner and just starts barraging him with elbows to the head.

Hanson: Austin is being hit so quickly that his feet remain in the air from the first punch before the second one hits. I know there is a rule against this!

Vinegar: I suppose there is, because Burke moves Sean from the corner and allows Austin to recover from the attack.

Hanson: *Claps* I clap for that great example of a call made by the referee. He understands the rulebook and enforces it when it needs to be.

Austin is psychically angry and charges Sean who has his back turned but Sean ducks and puts his leg out tripping Austin.

Vinegar: Austin goes face first into the ground and Jensen hit’s a shooting star plancha with an elbow to the back of the head!

Hanson: I think Austin may have hurt his nose! His great nose which is probably used for great things.

Vinegar: I doubt that. Jensen against the ropes and hits a double arm bulldog to take Austin to the ground face first. Sean is showing some crazy intensity here and I think it is because he wishes to prove himself. Now he's going to the top rope.

Hanson: This is the chance for Austin to regain momentum and move out of the way.

Vinegar: Jensen off of the top rope with that Back Attack as he calls it and AUSTIN MOVES!

Hanson: He must have heard my prayers in my head.

Vinegar: Jensen is in deep pain as he rolls to the far corner grasping his back. Austin runs and hit’s a baseball slide sending Jensen into the steel post under the bottom turnbuckle.

Hanson: That back is not in good shape and a SoCal GutCheck would be best to hurry and finish this match. Jensen has been in the ring quite enough already. I hate seeing him.

Vinegar: Austin picking up Jensen by the hair and slapping him hard with a chop to the chest. Jensen on the ground in great pain. Meanwhile, Progdoor roars again.

Hanson: LOW BLOW! How could he do that!?

Vinegar: Jensen hit’s a massive implant DDT on Austin who pops up and then falls flat on his back. He just cheated but he did get the advantage just now. I guess if you think about how much Austin has cheated then it is alright.

Hanson: So now its ok that Jensen cheats?! You people and your double standards.

Jensen goes to the top rope and comes off with a frog splash.

Hanson: That looked like it hurt both of them!

Vinegar: Jensen rolling around on the ground in great pain after that frog splash.

Jensen has knocked the breath out of himself but he crawls over to Austin and hooks his leg.

Burke: ….1

Burke: ….2

Burke: ….

Hanson: YES! His cheating didn’t pay off because Austin still kicked out.

Vinegar: This is just proving that both of these men are extremely tough or else this would have been greatly one-sided. This is quite the competitive fight.

Hanson: Full of cheating by Jensen.

Vinegar: Progdoor roars at every match so that is nothing different. Austin getting distracted was his fault. Regardless, Austin rolls over onto his stomach and is attempting to lift himself up. Jensen is already to his feet and picks Austin up to his feet but sends him back to the ground with a scoop slam.

Hanson: I distinctly remember Austin letting Jensen rest up after moves earlier in the bout but I guess Jensen has a bad memory because he is just attacking Austin without emotion.

Vinegar: Austin was making fun of Jensen for being on the ground and not allowing him to rest up. He just wanted to look mighty. Now Austin rolls to his feet and jumps around in an attempt to heal the pain in his tail bone but Jensen meets it with a flying lariat sending him to the ground once again. Jensen rebounds off of the ropes and hits a shoulder block sending Austin to the ground again. Now he hits a leg drop to the throat of The Next Great One.

Hanson: Silly Jensen, he is too small for that move to do any deep damage.

Vinegar: Your throat being smashed will hurt no matter how much weight is coming down on it. Austin is choking and grasping his neck while Jensen lifts him up for a back slam to the ground.

Hanson: I had no idea Jensen was capable of such power moves.

Vinegar: He wants to keep Austin down for the 1,2,3 and he thinks that is the way to do it. I agree.

Hanson: Austin didn’t plan on power moves but on speed moves.

Vinegar: Which is what Jensen knew. He brought something else and it is working to his advantage. The Real Innovator goes against the ropes and dropkicks the arm of Austin who is still lying on the ground. Austin slides to the edge of the apron. He does not fall off and Jensen tries to raise him up by leaning through the middle ropes but Austin grabs his head and slingshots it off the middle rope by falling to the ground with Jensen's head in his arm. Jensen flies back to the middle of the ring.

Hanson: The momentum gain of Sean is now over since Austin realized what has to be done.

Vinegar: Austin back in the ring as Sean recovers from that attack on his throat.

Hanson: I dislike the word attack. Strategic move sounds decent.

Vinegar: Regardless, Austin picks up Jensen to his feet but Jensen counters with a sit down jaw breaker launching Austin quickly back into the ropes. Great job Sea- NO!!! NO! NO!

Hanson: YES! YES!

Vinegar: Austin just SoCal GutChecked Sean as he rebounded right off the ropes!!! Sean hit the jawbreaker and jumped right up into the spear!! Austin covers.!!!

Burke: …1

Burke: …2

Burke: …3

Hanson: ITS OVER! Even with all the cheating, Austin wins without having to cheat.

Vinegar: I think Sean did an amazing job fighting a new style against Austin and that it will help him in future matches.

Hanson: Admit that he lost fair and square.

Vinegar: I will admit that he did lose fair and square, but losing may be the better thing right here. Austin rolls out with his Hardcore title and walks down the aisle as Jensen is kneeling in the ring breathing hard from the move. The crowd gives him an ovation for his efforts, as Progdoor tries to cheer him. Certainly a well fought battle by both men.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Vinegar: Well ladies and gentlemen, before we take you to our next match in Levi Witham vs. Lord Deathman, we have something... interesting, to show you all.

Hanson: That's one word for it.

Vinegar: As you all may or may not know, Aesc The Dark and Declan Prescott had a contract signing earlier in the week, for their Title match at Black Axis. The GIW team was able to capture this rare footage and we're going to play it for you right now!

Hanson: 'GIW team'? You're a joke, you know that, right?

Vinegar: Just look at the titantron...

The camera cuts to Declan Prescott, with the Global Heavyweight Championship belt draped over his shoulder, and Cara Costello in a dusty, dimly lit room. Both look very edgy.

Cara: This is creepy.

Declan: It's like Andy's contract signing all over again.

Cara: Whatever happened to that guy?

Declan: I heard he goes by the name 'Anita' now.

Cara: He does not!

Declan: Well, it's just something I heard -

"There you are!"

Declan and Cara both turn nervously on the spot, to see Aesc The Dark and Christina Lust standing before them. Aesc has a slight grin on his face, while Christina rubs her hands up and down his chest. Declan leans towards Cara and whispers into her ear.

Declan: Imagine those two doing it.

Cara: Gross!!

Aesc: SHUT YOUR MOUTH, PRESCOTT!!

Declan: How'd you hear that?!

Aesc: You'd be surprised at what I hear. Now follow me.

Declan: What was that?!

Aesc: What was what?

Declan: I heard something!

Cara: I think I did too.

Aesc irritably turns on his heels, as Christina grabs his arm and follows him. Declan and Cara turn to each other, both covered in nervous sweat. Declan shrugs and they reluctantly follow Aesc and Christina through the nearest doorway.

In the next room, sits a wooden table with a dim lamp and several sheets of stacked paper sitting on it. Cara lets out a shocked squeak and points to the adjacent wall. Declan turns his head and gasps at seeing a life-size poster of himself on the wall with darts in it. They have all landed directly in the poster's groin.

Declan: That seems excessive...

Aesc: Ha! Prescott, that's nothing compared to what I'm going to do the real you.

Declan gulps ominously. Aesc responds by laughing loudly.

Aesc: Relax, I'm not going to hurt you here.

Declan: Oh, good.

Aesc: I'm going to postpone crippling your sorry ass until after I've won the Global Heavyweight Championship from you.

Declan: That's less good...

Aesc grins broadly and sits at the table. He beckons Declan to sit in the rusted chair on the opposite side. Declan sighs in defeat and takes a seat.

Aesc: Good.

The Black Minister retrieves a pen from his pocket. He signs and dates the contract, before sliding both the pen and paper across to Declan. Declan lifts up the pen, but suddenly stops.

Declan: I just heard something again!

Cara: I definitely heard it this time!

Aesc: Stop stalling. I earned this Title shot and I won't let you weasel your way out!

Christina: I think I heard it, too.

Aesc: Really? What did it sound like?

Christina: I'm not exactly sure. It was very faint.

Aesc: Very well. Prescott, sign the contract. I'll attend to this matter.

Aesc rises to his feet and promptly exits the room. Declan sighs in relief and his body noticeably loosens.

Christina: Hurry up and sign!

Declan goes rigid again and hurriedly nods.

Declan: Yes, mam!

Declan scribbles his name onto the paper and then dates it. Christina snatches the contract and pen from him, a look of disgust filling her eyes.

Christina: Now get out! Your business here is done!

Declan: Gladly.

Declan springs to his feet and takes Cara firmly by the hand. The two exit the room, finding themselves back in the previous room. Although this time something is different. Sprawled face down on the ground is the unconscious body of Aesc The Dark.

Declan: That's interesting...

The camera returns to the GIW arena, with Daniel Hanson and Nicholas Vinegar both looking quite perplexed.

Vinegar: See, I told you it was interesting.

Hanson: Right you are. Aesc has since been cleared to compete though, yeah?

Vinegar: That is correct. He's fully recovered and ready to go later on tonight.

Hanson: And he didn't even get a glimpse of his attacker?

Vinegar: Not from what I've heard. I imagine if he did, that person probably won't be seen again.

Hanson: I have to agree.

Vinegar: Folks, we'll keep you updated on this situation, as it unfolds.

“Bulls on Parade” blares throughout the PA system, as Levi Witham runs out energetically.

Weighing in tonight at 210 pounds, from Salt Lake City, Utah, he is LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVIIIIIIIIIIII WIIIIIIITHHHHHHHHAMMMMMMMMM

Vinegar: Witham making his way down the ramp here, to a very positive response from this crowd. They love Levi.

Hanson: I don't see why...

Vinegar: What the hell? Deathman is following Witham down the ramp! He's got a weapon in hand!!

Hanson: That’s Lord Deathman to you, fatty.

Vinegar: GOOD LORD! Deathman just clubbed the back of Levi’s head with that weapon!

Hanson: Hah, what a guy!

Vinegar: He is savagely beating him with that…what is it?

Hanson: An ugly stick, that’s what it is.

Vinegar: Oh god no, it's a steel pipe!!! He’s bashing it over Levi’s skull! LEVI IS BUSTED OPEN!!!!!

Hanson: Oooooh, that’s gotta hurt!

Vinegar: This is a human being, he doesn’t deserve this!!

Hanson: Sure he does, he deserves it because Lord Deathman rocks my socks.

Vinegar: Oh no, Deathman has Levi up and BAM, GRAVEYARD EFFECT ONTO THE STEEL RAMP!!!! THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR THE RESISTANCE!

Hanson: It's good for Deathman though, who is making his way into the ring.

Vinegar: Meanwhile the paramedics are rushing down to check on the unconscious Witham. He's bleeding badly here.

Hanson: Shut up, Deathman has a mic! What's he gonna say?!

Deathman: Let this fallen soul be a clear message to the entire GIW locker room. I am Lord Deathman! I will crush anyone and anything that opposes me!! And I will not rest until GIW is mine!!

Hanson: Strong words, from a strong man. When I see a guy like that on the GIW roster, I'm almost glad I can't wrestle anymore. Almost...

Vinegar: He's just a bastard!! Witham is being carried out of here on a stretcher and that sick monster Deathman is loving every second of it! It disgusts me!

Hanson: I wouldn't say that too loudly, he might hear you! And don't expect me to protect you.

Vinegar: Trust me, I would never expect that from you. Folks, I apologise for the graphic nature of this. Let's just hope this kid is okay and we will, of course, bring you any updates as they come to us.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

The camera cuts to the GIW cafeteria. Big B and Obese Tony are standing by the desserts section. B is munching on a cupcake with chocolate icing, while Obese is stuffing gummy bears into his mouth.

B: The thing about chocolate is that is has calcium. So it's good for you. Really, I think everyone should just eat chocolate all the time. It'd solve all the world's problems.

Obese: Mmmmhmmmm mmmmmmm grmmm grffff grbbbbbb.

B: Oh of course. You gotta have cupcakes, too. I thought that was a given.

Obese: Brrrr mmmmm grrrf mrrrrbbb.

B: Of course you need gummy bears, too. Basically anything gummy, really. Gummy or jelly or hard. Any candy is good, really. Personally, I'm a fan of the -

Big B suddenly stops and turns on the spot. He finds himself face-to-face with a snarling Komosube.

B: This cupcake's mine. I don't care that it was the last one.

Komosube: ‚̃t[ƒh‚Ì ‚̐«Œð‚Ì‚Ì ‚̓nƒn‚Ì‘—•—‚̂悤‚È •s•½‚ðŒ¾‚¢!!!

B: ...

Komosube:•s–ž‚ª‚ ‚é‚Æ‚µ ‚ăt[ƒh‚̐«Œð‚Ì‚Ì‚½‚ß‚É ƒnƒn‚ÌŠ·‹C‚ð D‚Ý‚È‚³‚¢!!!!!

B: I only speak the language of food.

Komosube: GROAR!!!!!

B: Uh oh.

Vinegar: KOMOSUBE JUST SMASHED BIG B IN THE FACE WITH A RIGHT FIST!!!

Hanson: It's a battle of the titans!!

Vinegar: Obese is fleeing the scene! I can't say I'm surprised! Now Komosube is stomping away at Big B, who just spluttered cupcake all over the place!

Hanson: You should never interrupt a fat man, while he's digesting.

Vinegar: Now Komosube pulling Big B up. B with some stiff shots to Komosube, is able to break free of the sumo's grasp! he wraps his arms around Komosube and smashes his spine into the fibre glass sheet, housing the desserts!!! Komosube is reeling in agony and B is quick to capitalise. He grabs a pudding and crushes it over Komosube's skull!!

Hanson: But that only made him mad!

Vinegar: I think you're right! Komosube grabs B by the head and smashes him face first into a nearby table!! Now he's grabbing B from the front and BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ONTO THE TABLE!!! BIG B JUST WENT SMASHING INTO THE TABLE AND IT SHATTERS UNDER HIS COLOSSAL WEIGHT!!!

Hanson: Big B is still fighting on though. He's using the table to climb back to his feet. Maybe his obscenely large body mass protected him during that bump?!

Vinegar: That very well may be the case. Komosube is still on the attack though and grabs B from behind. But B grabs the pepper from the table he's leaning against AND SMASHES IT INTO KOMOSUBE'S EYES!!! PEPPER AND GLASS JUST WENT CRASHING INTO THE SUMO'S FACE!!!

Hanson: Komosube has been blinded and B has grabbed him by the head. He's leading him down the hall and towards the arena, Nick!

Vinegar: He must be looking to make an example of Komosube, here.

Hanson: Damn straight. 'Mess with my cupcake and you die'. I like it.

Vinegar: B has dragged Komosube onto the entrance stage now. Komosube is battling back though, with some stiff elbows into B's gut!

Hanson: But B just laughs the attacks off!!! Attacking his belly is useless!!!

Vinegar: Now B whips Komosube AND SENDS HIM CRASHING INTO THE SAFETY BARRIER!!!

Hanson: I think the building next door would have heard that one!!

Vinegar: Now B is pulling Komosube up. He smashes him face first into the ring steps!!! Now he's rolling the sumo into the ring. Incredible strength from Big B!

Hanson: When it comes to food, Big B is the toughest man around.

Vinegar: Now Big B is making his way into the ring, via the steps. But Komosube has had time to recover. Big B climbs through the ropes and Komosube blasts him with a shoulder block!! B stumbles backwards, but is still standing. Komosube strikes again, levelling B with a harsh clothesline!!

Hanson: This time B tastes the canvas.

Vinegar: Kumosube undoing the padding on one of the top turnbuckles now. B stumbling back to his feet AND KOMOSUBE SENDS HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!

Hanson: Big B is bleeding from the forehead now! That was a vicious shot!

Vinegar: Komosube capitalises and takes B down with a GIGANTIC head butt. B falls limply to the mat. He may be down for good.

Hanson: But Komosube isn't done, yet. He's left the ring and is searching underneath it. He's got a steel chair!!!

Vinegar: B has barely been able to get back to his knees and Komosube is back in the ring with the chair. The angry sumo raises it above his head, But B isn't finished just yet! He scores with a fist straight into Komosube's groin!!

Hanson: RIGHT IN THE JANGLIES!!!

Vinegar: Even Komosube can't withstand an attack to the doodle!! He drops the chair and falls to his knees. B picks up the chair. BAM! HE BLASTS KOMOSUBE STRAIGHT IN THE FACE!!

Hanson: And that takes Komosube down, but B used up the last of his strength. Both men have collapsed on the mat.

Vinegar: Certainly a very intense battle here and now the paramedics are coming to check on both men. But Hanson, we don't even know what sparked this brawl!

Hanson: No, we don't. I'm not sure B even knows. Either way, I'm glad I'm not a paramedic right now. How are they going to remove both these guys from the ring?!

Vinegar: With tremendous difficulty, I would imagine.

Dennis: This match is scheduled for one fall and will be contested with NO DISQUALIFICATIONS!

"Amerika" by Rammstein is heard over the loudspeakers, as the paramedics are finally able to roll Big B and Komosube out of the ring. Savage makes his way down the ramp with Joka and Great White. The chorus of boos is almost as loud as the entrance music.

Dennis: Introducing first, accompanied by Charley 'Joka' White and Great White, from Munic, Germany and weighing in at 225 pounds, The Last Aryan, the Brutal Enigma... SAVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!!

Vinegar: We are underway to start this match and it looks like Savage has brought friends to the ring with him but I really canft see why.

Hanson: That is right because his opponent is none other than this quite skinny man.

"Why Can't We Be Friends" by Smash Mouth is heard over the loudspeakers. Brandon McSkinny slowly makes his way down to the ring, obviously very frightened.

Dennis: Introducing second, Brandon McSkinny.

Hanson: Look at him you can tell he knows he is in for the beating of his life. I mean, if you thought the attack Levi suffered was bad, just wait for this match to start!

Vinegar: That is one thing I think I can agree with you on, Hanson. For Skinny's sake, let's hope Savage makes this short. Both men are now in the middle of the ring and the bell has been rung.

Hanson: TIGER V!!!!! TIGER V!!!!!! I can't believe it! I think McSkinny was broken in half!!!

Vinegar: Now Savage I think is going to end this

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Savage breaks the count there...

Hanson: What is he doing?! Savage, pin the man!

Vinegar: This does seem quite strange, as I wouldfve expected Savage to just end it to show how good he is, but it doesn't seem that is the case. What the hell?!?! Savage has already beat the man but has now mounted Skinny and is punching him in the head multiple times and now he is picking him up.

Hanson: Savage is doing the best thing for himself he is showing how dominant he is, he is quite simply trying to show Chris Austin how strong he is.

Vinegar: What the hell are you talking about? All this does is show how cocky Savage is! Either way, Savage just threw Skinny into the ring post and the force was so powerful Skinny fell to the outside. And Hanson, the fans are not liking this.

Hanson: Do you think for a second Savage cares? He is showing what he can do to an opponent when he is in full control

Vinegar: But this is completely unnecessary and now he is coming over here. What the hell do you want?!? He's taking a microphone and a chair and making his way over to McSkinny.

Savage: Hey Chris Austin, I suggest you watch close 'cause this is the future of anyone who messes with me and this is the price you're going to pay for beating me in the battle royal for the Hardcore Title.

Vinegar: This is ridiculous! Why would he do this?!

Hanson: He is making a point to Chris Austin about what happens to you when you mess with him.

Vinegar: Well now he is signalling for Great White and Joka to pick up Skinny here and a brutal chair shot!!!! Come on, hasn't he made his point?! Savage now throws Skinny into the ring and fakes another three count, Skinny is bleeding profusely from his head. This is sick!

Savage: Hey Austin ya big pussy, what's going on? Why are you not doing anything, huh? I thought you were big and bad. If you were you would come out and fight me cause Ifm calling you out now.

Vinegar: I don't think Austin will answer that challenge as he is smarter than that as Savage has his "friends" out here and I say that loosely cause neither Joka nor White like Savage very much. But why is Savage still hurting McSkinny? I mean, I think he has made his point. He is currently putting the boots to Skinny and now has him up and delivered a German suplex that has turned Skinny inside out.

Hanson: Aryan suplex, Nick. And Savage is making a point. I donft know how many times I need to tell you and hopefully Austin is watching, 'cause this is exactly what could happen to him if he isnft prepared for the Brutal Enigma.

Vinegar: Well it looks like we might have a preview as Austin has appeared at the top of the entrance ramp and is watching Savage closely. Savage has noticed and picks up Skinny and hits him with a European uppercut.

Hanson: You mean Aryan Uppercut

Vinegar: I'm going to call it what it was originally called and now it looks like Savage is setting up for the Blitzkrieg and he nails it.

Hanson: And if you haven't noticed, Chris Austin is now slowly making his way to the ring.

Vinegar: Savage doesn't seem to care as he has locked in the Sharpshooter on Skinny.

Hanson: Austin just dashed in the ring and attacked Savage from behind!!!!

Vinegar: Well Austin had the advantage for a half a second as White and Joka jumped on him the second he entered the ring. But wait! Sean Jensen and Progdoor of The Resistance are making their way down to the ring and the entire area has exploded into a huge brawl. I guess this match has been ruled a no contest as security and referees trying to break this up. Paramedics are also rushing the scene to check on McSkinny.

Hanson: Those guys have had a really busy night.

Vinegar: Now Chris Austin has the mike.

Austin: Savage, I hope you understand that you will be the first man in a line of men to fall to me and you will be the most insignificant one and you donft prove anything by beating up some skinny, little bitch. I canft wait to face you, as I know you feel the same, but the difference is I'm gunna tear you limb from limb.

McSkinny is getting help standing up, But Chris Austin gives him a clothesline back down to the ground.

Austin: Now I'm just like you, beating up the weak. I understand why you like it, but trust me, I'm not weak.

Vinegar: Austin just sent a message of his own to Savage but wait Savage has a mike now and he has something to say.

Savage: I will not be the one torn limb from limb, you will be. And I will make you look like nothing more than an infidel, like everybody else that isn't me.

Hanson: Two very clear messages have been sent.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

"The Air That I Breathe" begins blasting throughout the arena. Declan Prescott enters the arena. He is accompanied by the expected chorus of boos, but Cara Costello is unusually absent. Instead, Declan is sporting a pear of long, black pants and a black and white striped shirt. He begins marching down the ramp, taking no notice of the fans.

Dennis: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing the special guest referee, he is the owner of GIW... DECLAAAAAAAAAAAAN PREEEEEEEEEEEEEEESCOTT!!!!

Hanson: Declan looks pretty spiffy in his referee clothes, don't you think?

Vinegar: I wouldn't know.

Hanson: What are you implying, Nick?!

Vinegar: Not a thing. Prescott had made his way into the ring and now we need the competitors!

"For Whom The Bell Tolls" hits, as the fans emit a blast f jeers even louder than the ones aimed at Declan. Aesc The Dark, with Christina Lust by his side, enters the stage. He begins marching toward the ring, his gaze set squarely upon Prescott.

Dennis: Introducing the first competitor, being accompanied by Christina Lust, from parts unknown and weighing in at 300 pounds, The Lord Of Darkness, The Black Minister... AAAAAAAAAAAAESC THE DAAAAAAAAAAAARK!!!!!!

Hanson: Now this is one creepy guy.

Vinegar: I certainly have to agree with that. This man is not quite stable and he's extremely dangerous. I'm surprised Declan actually wanted to referee this match.

Hanson: He is truly a brave and noble soul. God speed, friend.

Vinegar: Oh jeez... Anyway, Aesc is in the ring now and having a very intense stare off with Prescott. Surprisingly, Declan is standing his ground, obviously wanting to assert some authority here before the match even begins. I must admit, I do respect that.

Aragato's theme hits, as he emerges on the stage, harness of keno sticks attached to him. He begins moving down the ramp, to a mixed reaction from the fans. Komosube is noticeably missing.

Dennis: And the opponent, from Kyoto, Japan and weighing in at 215 pounds... ARAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATO!!!!!

Vinegar: Komosube took a pretty stiff beating from Big B earlier tonight and it seems he is, thusly, absent for this match. That may turn out to be Aragato's undoing.

Hanson: I'm not so sure, Nick. When you're facing Aesc The Dark you're wither up to the challenge or you're not. I haven't seen many guys who are.

Vinegar: That may be true. The fans seem to be divided on their opinion of Aragato though. I suppose when Aesc is in a match, you have to go for the opponent, by default.

Hanson: Speak for yourself.

Vinegar: You’d rather the biggest threat to Prescott’s Global Heavyweight Championship, win the match?

Hanson: I never thought about that! My whole world is crashing down around me!!!!

Vinegar: I’m sure you’ll be fine. Aragato is now in the ring and Prescott seems to be relieved that Aesc’s attention has turned to his opponent. The bells rings and this match is on! Aragato removes that harness of kendo sticks ands hands it to a tech crew member. Now both men begin circling the ring, both being very cautious here.

Hanson: Smart move. You don't want to play your cards too early.

Vinegar: Aesc decides to make the first move and locks up with Aragato. He's the bigger and stronger here and is able to force his opponent into the corner. He scores with a stiff fist into Aragato's midsection. Prescott throws himself between both men and separates them. Now he's warning Aesc against the use of closed fists.

Hanson: See, Declan is a great referee. He'll enforce the rules.

Vinegar: Aragato shoves Prescott aside and smashes Aesc with a fist of his own to the face! Now a roundhouse kick sends The Black Minister down to the mat! Prescott isn't complaining about that.

Hanson: Because he didn't see it!

Vinegar: Because Aragato shoved him out of the way!

Hanson: Technicalities, Nick.

Vinegar: Oh please. Now Aragato is applying a spinning toe hold to Aesc. Prescott is asking Aesc if he wants to quit. AESC JUST SPAT IN HIS FACE!!

Hanson: Disqualify him!!

Vinegar: I thought you were going for Aesc.

Hanson: I'm going for Declan!

Vinegar: Well he's the referee so he can't win the -

Hanson: He does what he wants!!

Vinegar: Touchy subject, huh? Prescott is furious at Aesc, but seems to be restraining himself. If I were Aesc, I wouldn't want to alienate myself from the referee. Perhaps he feels he has nothing to lose. Regardless, he's able to kick himself free of Aragato's hold. He climbs back to his feet, but Aragato quickly takes him back down with a hurricarana!!!

Hanson: I'm surprised here. Aragato has had control almost the entire match.

Vinegar: We still know very little about Aragato, but if there's one thing we can be certain of, it's that he's one hell of a wrestler. Aesc is getting back up now and Aragato leaps onto the second rope. He's looking for a springboard DDT!! BUT AESC CATCHES HIM IN MIDAIR!!! SNAKES EYES IN THE CORNER!!!

Hanson: Huge move there and Aesc follows up with a stiff boot to the head! Aragato is down!

Vinegar: Aesc follows up with a leg drop, but Mr. Deathmatch is able to roll to safety. He begins getting back to his feet, but Aesc clubs him back down with a right fist. Prescott again warning Aesc to stick to the rules, but The Lord Of Darkness takes no notice. Now he hoists Aragato up from behind and locks in a dragon sleeper!

Hanson: Aragato is being drained here, as Aesc really locks in that submission.

Vinegar: Aragato manages to break free though, some stiff fists to the face. Noticeably, Prescott says nothing. Now Aragato with some HUGE knife hand chops! Again and again to Aesc! The fury of Aragato is incredible! Now he whips Aesc to the ropes, but The Black Minister counters and pulls his opponent into a clothesline! Aragato ducks and leaps onto the second rope! Springboard DDT!!! THIS TIME HE NAILS IT! ARAGATO HOOKS THE LEG! ONETWOTHRE - AESC KICKS OUT!!

Hanson: That was almost three!

Vinegar: It was also the fastest three count I've ever seen! Aesc doesn't have time to question the call, as Aragato immediately begins stomping away at his The Black Minister's skull. He seems to have shifted his attack from the legs to the face.

Hanson: He probably thinks it'll be an easier target and, frankly, I have to agree.

Vinegar: Aesc manages to roll out of the ring to find some much needed breathing space. I've never seen anyone take it to Aesc like this. But Aragato's momentum is short lived, as he moves towards the ropes and Aesc grabs him by the ankles! He pulls Mr. Deathmatch's legs out from under him and sends his back crashing into the mat. He pulls Aragato out of the ring, SENDING HIM BACK FIRST ONTO THE FLOOR!!!

Hanson: But Aesc has no interest in Aragato. He's climbing back in the ring and going face-to-face with Declan. He grabs him by the collar and is screaming obscenities! This is just uncalled for!

Vinegar: I disagree! Now Prescott is daring Aesc to hit him, but The Black Minister is too smart for that. He knows if he does, he'll be disqualified. He releases his grip on Prescott just in time to take a stiff kick to the back of the skull from Aragato!!!

Hanson: Aragato makes the cover again!

Vinegar: ONETWOTHRE - THAT COUNT WAS EVEN FASTER THAN THE LAST ONE!!

Hanson: Aesc still managed to kick out though. The man is tough.

Vinegar: Aragato is pulling Aesc up by the head. Aesc breaks free with a stiff uppercut. Aragato is sent reeling AND AESC GRABS HIM BY THE THROAT!!! CHOKE SLAM OUT OF NOWHERE!!!! ARAGATO WAS JUST DECIMATED!!! AESC MAKES THE COVER!!! ONE!!!!!

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Vinegar: WHAT?! THIS IS THE SLOWEST COUNT KNOWN TO MAN! ARAGATO KICKS OUT BEFORE THE TWO COUNT OFF THE CHOKE SLAM, BECAUSE PRESCOTT REFUSED TO COUNT!!!

Hanson: Aesc is furious! He's screaming like a madman in Declan's face! He could snap any second!

Vinegar: If he hasn't already! Aesc reluctantly turns back to the still recovering Aragato, BUT PRESCOTT CLUBS THE BLACK MINISTER FROM BEHIND!!!

Hanson: All hell is about to break loose!!

Vinegar: The show slows Aesc down just long enough FOR ARAGATO TO SCORE WITH THE CRASH LANDING!!!! THIS MATCH IS OVER!!! ARAGATO MAKES THE COVER!!!!

Hanson: BUT PRESCOTT IS REFUSING TO COUNT!! WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!

Vinegar: He's leaving the ring! Is this man out of his mind?!

Hanson: He's got hold of a steel chair!!! He's making his way back into the ring, as Aragato looks furious!!

Vinegar: PRESCOTT IS HANDING THE CHAIR TO ARAGATO!!! MY GOD, THIS MAN IS DESPICABLE!!!

Hanson: Aesc is beginning to recover. Aragato is poised and ready to strike the second he gets up!

Vinegar: It's light out for Aesc, who is now to his knees!! But Christina Lust is on the apron and shouting abuse at Prescott!! She can't take the cheating anymore!! Prescott is making his way towards her! HE JUST SLAPPED CHRISTINA LUST ACROSS THE FACE!!!

Hanson: What force!! Lust just went tumbling off the apron!!

Vinegar: Meanwhile Aragato swings the chair, BUT AESC TAKES HOLD OF IT!!! A STRUGGLE FOR THE CHAIR HAS BROKEN OUT AND PRESCOTT IS TOO BUSY TAUNTING TO THE FANS ABOUT WHAT HE JUST DID TO LUST, TO NOTICE!!!

Hanson: OH NO! AESC TAKES CONTROL OF THE CHAIR!!! HE JUST SMASHED IT INTO ARAGATO'S HEAD!!!

Vinegar: AESC TOSSES THE CHAIR OUT OF THE RING TO DISPOSE OF THE EVIDENCE!!! HE LIFTS ARAGATO UP AND TOMBSTONE PILE DRIVER!!! PRESCOTT TURNED AROUND JUST IN TIME TO SEE ARAGATO GET LAID OUT!!!! NOW HE HAS NO CHOICE, BUT TO COUNT!!!

Hanson: NOT IF HE KNOWS WHAT'S GOOD FOR HIM!!!

Vinegar: AESC IS STARING PRESCOTT DOWN! IF HE DOESN'T MAKE THE COUNT, AESC IS GOING TO GO BERSERK!!! PRESCOTT ADMITS DEFEAT AND STARTS COUNTING!!! ONE!!!! TWO!!!! THREE!!!!!! IT'S OVER!!!! AESC WINS THE MATCH!!!!!

Dennis: Here is your winner... AESC THE DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK!!!!!

Hanson: Prescott can't believe it! Aragato had the match won, but it was Declan's idea to use the chair! It's because of him that Aesc won this bout!!!

Vinegar: That was after Prescott's bias refereeing the entire match! But I think we have bigger issues now, as Aesc has taken hold of Prescott!! SATANIC CONVERSION COMING UP!!!

"WHEN I GET HIGH, I GET HIGH ON SPEED!

TOP FUEL FUNNY CAR'S A DRUG FOR ME!

MY HEART! MY HEART!

KICKSTART MY HEART!"

Hanson: NOT AGAIN!!!!

Vinegar: YES AGAIN!!! Brandon Brown has just appeared on the stage and he has a microphone and several sheets of paper in his hands!!! Aesc has released his grip on Declan and both men are now staring at the new arrival, totally bewildered!

Brown: Cut the music, cut the music.

Vinegar: Sure enough, Brown's theme song has stopped. He's smiling broadly and looks like he has something important to say.

Brown: Okay, that's better. Now that you're done with your match, I'm afraid I have something important to tell the both of you. As we all know, Aesc was attacked during your contract signing. I came here to give you the identity of the culprit.

Vinegar: Now both Prescott and Aesc have mics of their own. Declan seems intrigued, while Aesc just looks incredibly angry!

Aesc: Speak up, Brown! I don't have time for your games! WHO WAS IT?!?!

Brown: Well, since you put it that way... it was me.

Vinegar: WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!

Hanson: He's a dead man...

Aesc: WHAT?!?! BROWN, I'M GOING TO -

Brown: Trust me, big guy, you have bigger problems than that. You see, I was there for a reason. While you went to welcome Prescott, you left the contract unguarded. I used this opportunity... TO TAKE IT!!

Vinegar: MY GOD, BROWN STOLE THE CONTRACT?!?!?!

Hanson: Honestly, Brown must be insane. He just went straight to the top of Aesc's hit list.

Vinegar: I think it just shows how badly he wants a chance at that Global Heavyweight Championship. Last week he said he wouldn't rest until he had gained a Title shot and he definitely meant it.

Hanson: I think he'll be 'resting' sooner, rather than later, if Aesc has his way...

Aesc: YOU'RE LYING BROWN!! DECLAN AND I BOTH SIGNED THE CONTRACT!!!

Brown: No, you signed a contract. A fake contract to be exact. One that I planted, after I had taken the original. The original that I have signed and am now holding in my hand, I might add. Once I had this lovely collection of papers, I made my escape. I knew you'd catch me before I could, so I took you out from behind and was on my way.

Aesc: YOU BASTARD!!! YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!!!

Brown: Perhaps I will, but that doesn't change the fact that your chance at becoming the Global Heavyweight Champion just went up in a cloud of smoke. Prescott has no choice, but to sign this contract, regardless of who the opponent is. Maybe he'll give you another Title shot at some point, but after you were just about to beat the hell out of him... well, I wouldn't count on it.

Vinegar: Aesc is going ballistic!!! He's roaring in a frenzy of pure rage and kicking and punching the air wildly! This has to be the worst night of that man's life!!

Brown: So Declan, looks like I'll be seeing you at Black Axis. And, trust me, your cheap tricks won't keep me from that Title a second time. What do you say about that?

Vinegar: Prescott is smiling broadly and moves face-to-face with Aesc, who is breathing very slowly and heavily. He seems to have calmed down, but he could snap at any moment.

Prescott: Well, Aesc... better luck next timargh!!!!!

Vinegar: AESC JUST GRABBED PRESCOTT BY THE THROAT!!!! HE CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!!!

Aesc: YOU GIVE ME MY TITLE SHOT OR I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: MY GOD!!! AESC JUST CHOKE SLAMMED PRESCOTT RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE AND SENT HIM CRASHING INTO THE FLOOR BELOW!!!! THE GIW OWNER MAY HAVE JUST BEEN CRIPPLED AT THE HANDS OF AESC THE DARK!!!!

Hanson: THIS IS INSANE!!!

Vinegar: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE'RE OUT OF TIME! YOU WON'T WANT TO MISS NEXT WEEK TO SEE THE FALLOUT FROM THIS EXPLOSIVE SITUATION!!!

The camera fades to black, as Aesc The Dark and Brandon Brown share an intense stare down.

[T-Robosaurus Rex]

Originally Posted by Declan Prescott