Morgan's Choice Match. Angel Morgan Vs Rhaps

[Angel Morgan]

The Crowd Are Already Fired Up From The Previous Match Up, And Ready For The Pre-Main event. The Fans Stand On Their Feet Cheering Wildly As The Last Match's Participants Clear The Ringside Area.

Ray:
The Next Match Could Just Be The Best Night Here Tonight, A Sure Fire History Making Match, The Saturday Night Sensation Herself Will Take On The Safety Ranger Rhaps In A Match Of Her Choice.

JP:
And You Gotta Know, Angel Isnt Gonna Just Pick Any Match, Its Got To Be A Match She Thinks She Can Win, And One That She'll Be Able To Compete In To The Best Of Her Ability, We Havn't Seen Much Of Angel Yet. But We Do Know She'll Do Anything To Win. So This Will Be Interesting To See What Match She Chooses Here Tonight.

As JP Finishes His Sentence The Lights Begin To Dim, The Crowd Atmosphere Quickly Changes From Excitement To Haterid. As The Spotlights That Where Shining Throughout The Arena Earlier Turn From Their Previously White Colour To A Hot Pink. And Begin To Flash Wildly Around The Arena, Before Skillet Rebirth Begins To Boom Throughout The Arena.

I lie here paralytic
Inside this soul
Screaming to you till
My throat is numb

I wanna break, out I need a way out
I don't believe that it's gotta be this way
The worst, is the waiting
In this room I'm suffocating

Feel your presence
Filling up my lungs with oxygen
I take you in
I've died

The Crowd Continue To Express Their Hate For The Saturday Night Sensation Although she Still Hasn't Entered The Arena, After A Few Seconds The Spotlights Flash Into One Spot On The Stage, Then The Curtain To The Backstage Area Can Be Seen Flicker As Angel Steps Out And Heads Towards The Pink Area Of The Stage. Angel Pauses Inside The Light Taking A Deep Breath And Looking Upwards, She Mouths Something Before Throwing Her Arms To The Side Of Her In Her Signature Pose. The Crowd Continue To Boo Angel Loudly As She Begins Down The Ramp Towards The Ring Totally Enjoying The Fans Reaction, A Few Fans On The Front Row Stand Up Towards The Barrier And Point At Angel Before Beginning A Chant Of "Slut" At Angel, Who Stops Infront Of Them Turning Slightly And Giving Them A Dirty Look, The Fans Continue To Boo Until Angel Points Back At Them Before Pointing At Her Own Body And Clearly Mouthing "You'll NEVER Get This" The Fans Then Errupt Into A Firey Chant Of Pure Hatrid Towards The Young Woman Who Simply Smirks As She Heads Towards The Ring Steps.

Lizzie:
Ladies And Gentlemen The Following Match Up Is The Morgan's Choice Match. Where Angel Will Decide The Stipulation Of The Match Up. On Her Way To The Ring, From Pontefract England She Is The Saturday Night Sensation...This Is Angel Morgan!

Angel By This Time Has Already Spun Across The Arpon And Quickly Flips Back Into The Ring, Landing Perfectly On Her Feet Near The Ropes.

JP:
If I Havnt Already Said This...I Love Angel Morgan's Entrance Ray.

Ray:
I Think You Might Have Mentioned That JP.

Angel Quickly Pulls Herself Onto The Ropes Posing At The Fans Who Continue To Boo Her Gesturing To Her As They Do So. Angel Turns Her Face Up In Disgust Before Jumping Back Down Into The Ring And Walking Towards The Ref And Taking The Mic Off Him.

Angel Morgan:
Ladies And Gentlemen...The Greatest Women's Wrestler Of All Time...ANGEL MORGAN

The Crowd Fire Up Booing Even Louder Than Before, Although It Didnt Seem Possible Beforehand. Angel Laughs Before Speaking Again

Angel Morgan:
Thank You...Thank You.


The Crowd Continue To Boo, Eventually Settling Ready To Hear Angel Talk.

Angel Morgan:
Its About Time You Shut Your Mouths Too...
Now, This Match Is The Morgan's Choice Match. Which Mean I Get To Decide The Stipulation Of This Match Up...Between Me And That Creep Rhaps. So, This Week I've Been Asking Myself...What Kind Of Match Could We Have? We've Already Had A Street Fight...In Which I Knocked Him Out...But I Really Want To Challenge Rhaps More Than That, So I Sat And Thought Long And Hard About The Stipulation For This Match Up, And Then I Realised. In Every Match Ive Ever Conpeted In Against Rhaps. Both Of Us Have Walked Out Of There Bleeding, So I Thought Long And Hard, And The Stipulation For This Match Is....

Sadistic Madness

The Fans Irrupt In Cheers, Some Of Them Not Really Understanding What A Sadistic Madness Match Is. Angel Senses This And Lifts The Mic To Her Mouth Once More.

Angel Morgan:
For All Those Of You Idiots That Dont Know What A Sadistic's Madness Match Is...The Match Up Is Basically A No-Holds Barred Match, Pins Count Anywhere. No Count Outs Or Disqualifications, You Can Only Win By Pinfall...But Before You Can Pin Your Opponent...You Have To Bust Them Open And Make Them Bleed...Or Else The Pinfall Dosn't Count...So Rhaps, Get Out Here Because Im Ready To Kick Your Sorry Butt Right Here...Right Now.

JP:
WOAH, What A Match This Should Be...A Sadistics Madness Match Up Here In EVPW...I Cant Wait to see This.

Ray:
Rhaps And Angel May Just About Kill Each Other Here Tonight...This One Will Be Historic. So Hold On Tight Fans, This Ones Going To Be Dangerous.

TBC:Rhaps
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[Rhaps]

The fans continue to be very vocal in their disapproval towards the fiery diva currently standing in the ring. She bows in a show of mock politeness, clearly enjoying the amount of negative attention she is currently receiving. This works the crowd into an even greater frenzy, many among the fans standing up and raising the pitch of their voices as they continue to rain a torrent of boos on the young woman. As time progresses, their voices become sore whilst Angel merely smiles in response, attuned and adept at ignoring such things. At that precise moment, Psychosocial by Slipknot suddenly rips through the building and the abhorrent display suddenly gets directed at the newcomer. The Rhapsitastic One steps into the arena from backstage, a dark cowl stretched over his head, throwing a deep shadow over his face, and a long robe flowing out over the SIC Monster's legs. Many in the audience scoff at the display as Rhaps steps forwards onto the entrance ramp. His attire seems to have taken another hit into the insane column as the fans behold Rhaps' twisted mask of hatred and anger. He has vibrant red contact lenses and blood has been streaked across his face, much like war paint.

JP: I don't know about you Ray but Rhaps is looking increasingly more psychedelic as the weeks go by. I'm not sure what this week's venture is about but it’s almost as if he's dressing himself up to look like a priest. A priest of what I don't know but I think some medical professionals might be watching this with some angst tonight.

Ray: Jimmy please stop with the worrying and over analysing. Sure Rhaps looks scary as hell but that's half the fun isn't it? I mean, you know Ray doesn't wrestle and that's simply because I've been in three states after inappropriately, well that's another story. But Rhaps is doing something clever by dressing up this way and that's to merely get inside his opponent's head and freak them out. It makes perfect sense.

JP: I'm not sure if I should be saying this but I think you might be onto something there. But from the look on Angel's face I'd say that the scare tactics aren't really working. In fact it seems to be having the opposite effect because she's signalling for Rhaps to hurry up and start the show.

Rhaps' hair has grown slightly and it hangs in a greasy display over his scalp, the main body of his hair having been slicked back to one side to form a mesh of crimson spikes. The robe itself that the Safety Ranger is wearing is of a simple black material with various symbols sewn into it, presumably meaning something ritualistic. Angel scoffs to herself at the sight of her opponent and leans to one side, placing her hands on her hips. Rhaps raises his head and smiles at the Saturday Night Sensation, a grotesque smile being worn on his face. His hands go up to the robe and he pulls it off of his body before discarding it to one side. The Rhapsitastic One is shirtless underneath and a pair of plain back shorts reaching his knees. The United Glory Championship is draped over his shoulder and it glints dully in the light cast downwards from the ceiling. Lizzie Morna steps forward, taking great pains as to not position herself anywhere between Rhaps and Angel Morgan, almost expecting to be caught in the middle of a pre-match brawl. She raises the microphone to her mouth as Rhaps continues his long slow march to the ring, in stark contrast to the fiery entrance music currently rising in vast crescendo and tumult of noise.

Lizzie: Introducing her opponent. Weighing in tonight at 219 pounds and hailing from Canterbury, England. He is one half of the EVPW United Glory Champions and the Beast Unleashed. The High Flying, Death Defying, Rhapsifying SIC Maniac. Rhaps.

The audience breaks out with a fresh spattering of boos, their voices waning after showering both competitors with them for a good few minutes. Rhaps, like his opponent, continues to ignore them as he finally reaches the steel ring steps. He walks onto them with an agonisingly slow pace, his footfalls sounding dully as he walks onto the ring apron. Angel still has a look of cocky arrogance on her facial features as she gazes intently on the crazed form of the SIC Monster. Their eyes meet for the briefest of moments before Rhaps ducks through the ring ropes and into the squared circle. He takes a step or two into the ring, standing at his full erect height over the diva. She turns on the spot and squared up to him, clearly exhibiting the fact that she wasn't intimidated by the size difference. The in ring official steps forwards and mutely points at Rhaps' title belt, earning a slight nod in response as Rhaps hands it over to him. His eyes however remain firmly fixed on the young woman in front of him as the title belt is handed to a stage hand stood on the outside. The referee gestures his hands wildly and the ring bell is heard, signalling the beginning of the carnage to come.

TBCB Angel.

[Angel Morgan]

As Soon As The Bell Is Rung The Saturday Night Sensation Quickly Approaches Rhaps, Obviously Not Intimidated And Almost Oblivious To The Size Difference Between The Two. She Steps Up To Rhaps Who Clearly Couldn’t Care What Angel Has To Say To Him, Knowing All Too Well That She Will Try And Fire Him Into A Frenzy Before The First Punch Is Thrown. Angel Steps Up So Now She Is Toe To Toe With Rhaps In The Centre Of The Ring, The Ref Is Explaining The Rules To Rhaps Who Clearly Isn’t Paying Attention And Is Now Totally Focused On Angel. Who says Nothing Just Returns His Stare as Both Stand Unmoving in the Ring. Finally Angel Opens Her Mouth, But Surprisingly Isn’t Screaming At Rhaps Just Talking To Him, Angel Pauses A Second Before Pointing At The Crowd And Saying Something Else That Is Inaudible To The Cameras. Rhaps Smirks But Doesn’t say Anything Back To Angel, The Tension Between The Two Is Clearly Visible To The Crowd Who Are Already Preparing Themselves To see One Hell Of A Match. Angel Finally Nods Knowing That Rhaps Isn’t Going To Respond To Whatever She Was Questioning But About Before Taking Two Steps Back And Putting Her Hands In The Air. Angel Then Looks Back At The Crowd Who Are Still Booing Viciously At The Two, Angel Throws Her Arms At Either Side Of Her Bowing To The Already Ferocious Crowd Who Begin To Yell And Scream At Her Once More, And Stands Up Right Turning Back Towards Rhaps Who Is Also Looking At The Crowd, Angel Takes Her Chance Running At Rhaps Jumping Up Slightly To Be Able To Reach His Face Delivering A Hard Punch To The Bridge Of Rhaps Nose. Rhaps Instinctively Grabs His Face In Pain From Angel’s Cheap Shot, Quickly Checking That His Nose Isnt Bleeding Now Sensing Angel’s Tactics In This Match Up To Target The Weaker Body Parts First. Morgan Pushes Rhaps Back Into The Turnbuckle Continuing Her Assault Punching Rhaps In The Face A Few More Times But Not Connecting With The Safety Ranger Fully. Angel Takes A Few Steps Back Leaving Rhaps Leant Against The Turnbuckle A Little Dazed From Her Previous Hits, Angel Again Runs At Rhaps Only This Time Taking Herself Off Her Feet Completely Jumping Upwards Onto The Top Rope, The Fans Irrupt At Such A Display Of Athleticism As Angel Falls Backwards Wrapping Her Legs Around Rhaps Neck And Taking Him Down With A Huracanrana, Rhaps’s Body Slaps The Canvas Violently Shaking The Ring As Angel Grabs Hold Of The Second Rope A Look Of Shock On Her Face Finally Realizing What She Just Did, Eventually A Smile Creases Her Face As She Pats Herself On The Back To The Chant Of “Holy Shit” From The Crowd.

Ray:
Holy Shit! Did You See That? What A Move By Angel Morgan, A Standing Jump All The Way To The Top Rope Landing Perfectly Before Taking Rhaps Back With A Huracanrana!

JP:
That Was a Great Show of Athleticism on Angel’s Part, But Trust Me Rhaps Will Find His Way Back Into This One. Angel Got A Cheap Shot In And That’s Gotta Have Pissed This Guy Off. I Don’t Know How Angel Isnt Scared Of This Dude…He’s Scaring Me Just Looking At Him.

Angel Pulls Herself To Her Feet As The Crowd Noise Begins To Quieten A Little, Still Very Loud But Not A Patch On The Previous Irruption Of The Crowd. Rhaps Grabs Hold On The Second Rope Pulling Himself To His Feet Carefully Holding The Back Of His Neck Before Turning Quickly Around And Glaring At Angel Morgan. The Rhaptistic One Then Runs At Morgan His Arm Outstretched Looking To Take Her Head Off With A Close line, But Angel Seems To Have It Well Scouted Ducking Under Rhaps Arm Before Running And Hitting The Ropes Of The Other Side Of The Ring At Some Force. Angel Runs Back Towards Rhaps Taking Herself Off Her Feet Again Looking To Take Rhaps To The Canvas Again With A Standing Cross body. Only This Time Rhaps Is Able To Counter Using His Brute Strength, Catching Angel Morgan In Mid Flight And Holding Her In His Arms Close To His Chest. Rhaps Then Lifts Angel Into The Air Popping Her Over Onto His Left Shoulder With Ease Almost Moving Her Like A Rag Doll, Angel Is Now Facing Upwards Towards The Arena Roof Her Back Bent Over Rhaps Shoulder As The Safety Ranger Drops Heavily To His Knees Forcing His Shoulder Upwards Bending Angel’s Back Around It As He Does So. Angel Then Drops To The Canvas Clutching Her Back Screaming In Agony As Rhaps Stares Up At The Roof Mouthing Something Before Effortlessly Pulling Himself Up Surveying The Damage That Is Angel’s Body As She Rolls Around The Ring In Pain. A Few Fans In The Second Row Begin To Cheer Hating Angel Morgan So Much They Don’t Really Care Who Hurts Her. Just As Long As Angel Is Down, Rhaps Points Towards Them Silencing Them Instantly As They Sit Down Now Quiet Freaked Out By Rhaps Presence. Angel Has Now Manages To Roll Onto All Fours Still Holding Her Back, Rhaps Quickly Knocks Her Back Down The Canvas With A Quick Kick To The Rips. Angel Can Be Heard Screaming In Pain As She Now Changes Her Hand From Her Back To Her Newly Hurt Ribcage. Rhaps Shakes His Head Before Quietly Dropping Down Onto The hard Canvas And Rolling To The Outside. The Fans Quickly Sense What Rhaps Is Looking For And Rise To Their Feet Cheering Him On Hoping To See Someone Bleed This Early In The Match Up, Rhaps Pulls Up The Ring Apron Looking Underneath For A Weapon Of Some Kind Looking To Do Some Severe Damage To His Opponent, Rhaps Finally Decides On A Steel Baseball Bat Pulling It Out From Under The Ring And Holding It Up So That The Silver Steel Shines In The Spotlights. The Fans Explode With Cheers At Seeing The New Element Brought Into The Match Up, Rhaps Turns His Attention Back To The Ring Finally Noticing Angel Is No Longer Down, Rhaps Is Still Stood At The Ringside Area He Finally Realizes That Angel Is Atop The Turnbuckle Only Its Too Late For Him To React As Angel Flips Backwards From The Top Turnbuckle Moonsaulting To The Outside And Hitting Rhaps Perfectly Drilling Him Into The Concreted Floor Of The Arena. The Fans Rise Up Once More Cheering Enormously At The Moves Already Executed In This Match Up. At This Point Yet Another Chant Of “Holy Shit” Begins To Fill The Arena As Angel Rolls Off Rhaps Holding Her Chest. The Fans Finally Realize That Angel Was Hurt In The Move Too By The Steel Of The Baseball Bat Driving Into Her Previously Injured Rib Cage.
The Fans Hate Both Superstars But Give Them A standing Ovation For Their Efforts In The Short Match Up. The Ref Can Now Be Seen Sliding Outside The Ring And Checking If Either Of The Wrestlers Are Bleeding. He Throws His Arms Up Shaking His Head Showing The Crowd That No Blood Has Yet Been Spilled.

JP:
HOLY HELL…These Two Giving It EVERYTHING They Have, And This Match Has Only Been Going A Short Time!

Ray:
Tell me About It JP. Both These Young Stars Are Feeling This Match Up. The Crowd Are Loving Every Second Of It. This Is What I Call Putting On A Show. These Two Are Raising The Bar Already Here Tonight.

By This Point Angel Is Desperately Trying To Breath, The Steel Of The Bat Seems To Have Damaged Her More Than She Expected As She Kneels Up Clearly Struggling To Catch Her Breath, The Ref Kneels To The Side Of Angel, Trying To Help Her. But In True Angel Morgan Style She Pushes Him Away Before Pulling Herself Up Using The Barricade And Grabbing A Bottle Of Water From A Fan In The Front Row. The Saturday Night Sensation Takes A Gulp Before Throwing The Bottle Back At The Fan And Taking Yet Another Deep Breath Finally Relaxing. Angel Grabs Her Rib Cage Once More Before Walking Back Towards A Still Downed Rhaps And Grabbing The Baseball Bat That Is Positioned To The Left Of The Safety Ranger. Angel Pulls Upwards On The Bat Bringing It Into The Air Again The Light Bouncing Off It So That Every Fan In The Arena Can See It. Angel Stands Over Rhaps Before Brining The Bat Over Her Head And Forcing It Down Onto Rhaps Skull. The Smashing Sound Echoing Throughout The Packed Arena As The Fans Can Be Heard Taking Breaths Hardly Believing The Level Of Violence On Angel Part Here Tonight Sensing That She May Have Finally Cracked, Angel Raises The Bat Once More Before Brining It Down Again On Rhaps Skull Making The Crowd React Much In The Same Way. Angel Ready’s Herself Ready To Deliver The Third Blow To Rhaps Skull…


TBC: RHAPS
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[Rhaps]

A hush falls over the crowd as the Sensation takes a step back, changing her stance as to deliver the most out of the hit to come. She licks her lips and holds her breath in anticipation of the third strike to ricochet off of Rhaps' skull. Abruptly, she brings the bat down sharply, the metal weapon hissing as it snaps through the air with tremendous force. Rhaps instantly pushes himself to one side, rolling over onto his back before the sharp ringing sound of steel meeting concrete is heard as Angel misses her target. She gives a grunt of annoyance before hefting the bat over her head once more, stepping ever closer to her still downed opponent. This time she closes the distance and hovers dangerously over the Rhapsitastic One, determined to not repeat the mistake. The bat slices through the air once more on its downward journey towards its vulnerable target. Rhaps kicks his legs up suddenly, the soles of his boots slamming into the bat with tremendous force and exuberance, a sudden pain jolting down the entire expanse of his limbs but saving himself the agony of experiencing a third crisp shot from the metal baseball bat. Angel Morgan is rocketed backwards a step or two, the young diva maintaining her balance easily as her gaze is torn from her opponent. She looks up all too late as Rhaps suddenly cuts through the air, flinging and contorting his body as his foot spins and crashes into the Sensation's temple. Both superstars careen into the unforgiving concrete after Rhaps' spinning heel kick, both competitors lying slumped on the ground.

JP: What a counter by Rhaps. It’s just a shame that he's gotten so sadistic as of late because he remains one of the top athletes in this business and his recent actions have overshadowed that. I really do miss the days that Rhaps was the SIC Maniac rather than the monster currently stalking his way backstage and trying to make all of our lives a living hell.

Ray: Speak for yourself Jimmy. Rhaps was boring before he turned to the proverbial dark side. Now that he's using that knife to good effect he's gotten a lot sexier and I think Rhaps, Vlad and I could have a good time. I have a bed that could house the cast of Will and Grace if I wanted so let’s get down to some.......

Before Ray can finish his sentence, JP delivers a smart forehand slap to the back of his head, much to the annoyance of his broadcast partner. As Ray soothes his head, the fans begin cheering for both competitors to continue the match rather than showing their support for either one. The strong ICW following begin to show their allegiance to the better known wrestler within ICW, a few smatterings of applause and cheers being heard in support for Angel Morgan. The referee stands beside both competitors, feeling physically restrained to do anything due to the rules that were applied to the match up by the Saturday Night Sensation. Both superstars begin moving at the same instant, Rhaps exhibiting less signs of wear and tear as he begins to slowly crawl towards his opponent. The referee drops to his haunches, ready to pounce as Rhaps nears the form of Angel Morgan. After a few seconds, Rhaps drapes his arm across her chest, the official suddenly springing into action. He drops to his knees and begins talking to Rhaps urgently; informing him that Angel has yet to bleed before a successful pinfall can be made. Both competitors continue to lie on the ground in a vain attempt to let the agony dissipate.

The Safety Ranger shakes his head in resignation, a strange warmth being felt on the back of his head. His hand goes to where Angel hit him with the metal baseball bat and he is greeted by the sticky sensation of blood coagulating in his hair. The referee suddenly takes note of this and informs the nearby stage hands that Angel may attempt a pinfall at any point in the match. The young woman begins to stir herself, fighting against her own inhibitions and the pain currently wracking through her torso after Rhaps' unorthodox offence. Surprisingly, she is able to reach a vertical base before Rhaps, albeit a bit shaky on her feet. She staggers over to where the Rhapsitastic One is currently attempting to claw his way back to his feet. She reacts instantly, raising her foot viciously before nailing her opponent with a vicious boot to his face. Rhaps drops to the concrete with a thud, the noise of the impact being absorbed by the surface underneath. The Saturday Night Sensation has a look of anger on her face as he begins to swear and shout insults at Rhaps venomously before stomping on his torso. She delivers a number of shots to his face and chest in an attempt to wear him down. Rhaps limply brings his arms over his head in a futile attempt to lessen the extent of Angel's assault. She stops before dropping over her opponent, the referee sliding into view in a few short seconds. HIs hand slaps the ground twice before Rhaps gives a surge of effort and his shoulder shoots off the canvas.

Ray: That was a close one Rhapsy. What the hell are you doing out there? You are fighting a woman and yet she's been able to get as much offence in as he has thus far and it shouldn't be happening. I mean, he is the Beast Unleashed and the current EVPW United Glory Champion so this match should be easy for him. How the hell is Angel able to dominate against him?

JP: Well Ray, it’s the old adage. As much as Rhaps tries to intimidate everyone on the roster there are some like Angel who don't react to it and when pushed, give as much of themselves to this one match that they can't see beyond tonight. I think we should expect this young diva to give her heart and soul to destroying the Safety Ranger. Even though I don't agree with her methods and approach to this business, which is to be respected.

Angel stamps the ground in frustration as he stands up to her feet once more. Rhaps shakes his head in an attempt to clear the cobwebs currently collecting in his mind as his relentless opponent moves quickly, making sure she doesn't lose her current advantage. A murmur runs through the crowd as Rhaps continues to fight his way to his feet whilst Angel makes her way back to the ring. She hops onto the ring apron before turning around quickly, targeting Rhaps closely. He finally makes it back to his feet and turns around at the opportune moment, witnessing the exact moment that Angel springs forwards and sails through the air towards him. Rhaps reacts instinctively, somehow able to loop his arms around her waist before flinging his weight backwards. She lets out a scream as she is suddenly rocketed backwards by an impromptu belly to belly suplex. The young diva smashes into the front row of fans, landing viciously in a clang of steel. The fans jump to their feet and begin chanting 'Holy Shit' over and over again at the sight as Angel lies unmoving amongst the wreckage. The fans clear a half-circle around the fallen woman, getting out of the way before they themselves end up getting hurt at the hands of either Rhaps or Angel.

The SIC Monster laughs to himself at the sight of his downed opponent, nodding his head arrogantly. He places his palms flat on the barricade wall before climbing atop it. Rhaps keeps his balance on it as he adjusts his position. He gazes intently at his opponent who has still yet to move after the resounding crash she took into the front rows. Rhaps nods once more, signalling a well known move is about to be hit before bunching his leg muscles. Suddenly, Rhaps leaps into the air and flipping his body in a full rotation. Abruptly, his head careens into the ground before he has a chance to fully complete his intended aerial assault, earning a grimace from the fans in attendance. The momentum carries him on, landing across the smaller form of Angel Morgan; delivering some damage to his opponent still but not as much as he originally intended. A fresh chant of 'Holy Shit' is heard as both competitors lie on one another and pain floods and courses through both their systems. Angel begins to move after the proverbial car wreck, pushing Rhaps off of her to one side. She amazes the fans as she is somehow able to work up enough resolve to flip Rhaps onto his back and to drape her arm across his chest to try for the second pinfall of the match.

JP: That was a major error made by Rhaps there. He had Angel where he wanted her and yet he still went with the risky move and tried to execute his finisher, the Safety Bomb. And everyone in this arena knows how the attempt ended and it could very well be the downfall because the referee is beginning to count the pinfall.

Ray: Come on Rhapsy, kick out. You can't let it end this way and you'll never live it down if you get beaten by Angel Morgan. Of all people to get beaten by and this would be a major upset. Kick out you sexy demon you!

TBCB Angel.

[Angel Morgan]

The Ref Slides Down More Quickly Than Expected, He Quickly Checks At Rhaps Is Down Compleatly Before Raising His Arm Above His Head And Slamming It Down Onto The Ground.

1....

The Ref Then Lifts His Arm Once More As The Crowd Begin To React Urging Rhaps To Get To His Feet And Continue The Match, The Ref Finally Brings His Arm Down Again Forcing It Onto The Ground Sending A Vibration Around The Three Bodies Positioned On The Floor,

2...

The Crowd Begin To Cheer Loudly, Many Of Them Begin To Chant Rhaps Name Desperatly Wanting Him To Get To His Feet And Continue This Epic Battle. The Ref Again Raises His Arm Looking To Bring It Down For The Three Count And Angel Morgan's First Victory Since Arriving In EVPW. The Ref Begins To Being His Arm Down A Thrid Time, The Crowd Become Restless Still Hoping And Praying That Rhaps Brings Himself About And Kick Out, The Saftey Ranger Finally Answers The Call Pushing His Shoulder Viciously Off The Ground Forcing Angel Off His Body. The Saturday Night Sensation Kneels Up Running Her Fingers Through Her Soft Hair As She Grimaces Biting Her Lip Trying To Keep Herself Focused But Forcing Her Face Into Her Hands Hardly Beliving Rhaps Managed To Kick Out.

Angel Morgan Finally Pulls Her Face Out Of Her Cupped Hands, Looking Up Towards Rhaps And Eventually Snapping Seeing That He Has Already Brought Himself Around And Is Almost Ready To Contiue, Angel Lets Out An Ear Piercing Scream That Seems To Last Forever As She Pulls Herself To Her Feet And Lets Out The Final Blast Of Her Scream Before Running At Rhaps And Leaping At The Now Standing Saftey Ranger, Angel Leaves Her Feet Hurling Herself At Her Opponent, Rhaps Looks Up From The Ground Finally Realising He's In The Firing Line For Another Angel Morgan Attack, He Reacts By Catching The Young Diva In His Arms. Angel Instantly Begins To Kick, Scratch, Claw And Scream At Rhaps Trying To Get Away, Rhaps Smiles Sickly Before Turning Towards The Ring Post, He Runs At It Forcing Angel's Tiny Back Into The Cold Hard Steel, Rhaps Holds Onto Angel Before Taking A Few Steps Back And Doing The Same Again. Rhaps Eventually Lets Go Of Angel's Body Dropping Her To The Ground As She Lets Out A Skin Crawling Scream Obviously In Agony As She Cluches Her Spine Rolling Around On The Floor Next To The Ring Post.

Jay:
Oh God! Thats Gotta Hurt. Rhaps Forcing Angels Back Into That Steel Ring Post!

Ray:
Angel Clearly In Agony After That Move. I Dont Know How Much That'll Have Taken Out Of This Young Diva. But I Do Think That She'll Have A Plan To Get Out Of This...Its Angel Morgan, She Always Does.


At This Point Rhaps Turns His Attention Towards The Ref, Grabbing Him By His Stiped Officials Shirt Pulling His Face Close To His Own Before Ordering Him To Check Angel For Blood, Rhaps Then Pushes The Ref Down Onto The Floor. The Ref Rolls Angel Onto Her Back, Brushing Her Hair Out Of Her Face And Checking For Any Cuts And Bleeding On Angel's Body. The Ref Turns Back To Rhaps Hardly Knowing What To Say To The Saftey Ranger, Clearly Intimidated By Him. Rhaps Sighs Before Pushing The Ref To One Side And Pulling Angel To Her Feet By Her Hair. Angel Screams Out Throwing Her Arms Around Madly Trying To Defend Herself From Further Attack At The Hands Of Rhaps.

Rhaps Then Pulls Angel's Head Under His Arm Locking It Around Angel's Neck Before Pulling His Leg Back Building Momentum Before Falling Backwards Driving Angel's Face Into The Concrete, The Thud Can Be Heard Throughout The First Few Rows Of Fans Who Can Be Heard Chanting "Holy Shit" As The Impact Was Clearly Visiable. Angel Instinctivly Moves Her Head Off The Floor, As She Does So She Leaves A Trail Of Marroon, The Crowd Begin To Cheer Knowing Now That Rhaps Has Been Able To Bust Angel Open With His Last Move. Rhaps Kneels Up, Looking Straight At The Blood Smiling. He Then Rolls Angel Onto Her Back Uncovering Her Now Bloodied Face, Angel Seems To Sense She's In Trouble Trying Desperatly To Uncover Her Eyes From Behind The Blood And Blood Drenched Hair That Now Coats Her Face.

Rhaps Rolls Angel Over Fully, Looking Her Dead On In The Face He Moves Some Of The Hair, His Hands Now Covered In The Blood Of His Opponent. The Crowd Continue To Cheer As Rhaps Stares Down At The Blood Closing His Eyes For A Few Seconds Clearly Creeping Out The Fans In The Arena And The Ref Also. The Saftey Ranger Then Glances Back At The Blood On His Hand Running One Of His Finger Back Over Angel's Face Covering His Hands Further In The Warm Liquid. Rhaps Glares Back At Angel Who Has Begun To Move Slightly, Rhaps Face Drops At The Sight Of Angel's Movement, The Saftey Ranger Then Pushes Angel's Shoulders Down Onto The Ground Not Going For The Pin Cover, But Still Continuing To Glare Into Angel Morgan's Eyes As The Saturday Night Sensation Opens Her Own Eyes Slowley The Blood Sticking Her Lids Together

JP:
What Is This? Rhaps Seeing The Blood Seems To Have Gone Crazy! Whats Going On With This Guy!?!

Ray:
I Dont Know, But Angel Morgan Dosn't Seem To Know Either. She Looks Terrified By The Look In Rhaps Eyes...What The Hell Is Going On Here?


TBC: Rhaps

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