Demon vs Taylor Nathan Thomas

[Demon]

*The crowd are all standing on their feet, still chanting and cheering from the fatal four way match that just happened. As the camera pans around through the crowd, they are jump up and down like maniacs, trying to get themselves on television. However, the lights in the arena soon go out. The crowd know by now that this is not technical difficulties, and they immediately begin raining boos down at the entrance ramp. Suddenly, the sound of a small child screaming rips through the arena, sending chill down many people's spines. After it fades away, the lights come back up and Last Resort by Papa Roach begins to play.*

Cut my life into pieces!
This is my Last Resort.
Suffocation, no breathing,
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding.

This is my Last Resort!

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*Demon steps out from behind the curtain, earning even more boos from the crowd. He is wearing black wrestling pants and a black muscle shirt. He also has his trademark mask on, this time with the word "KINGDOM" printed across the side. Demon begins walking toward the ramp, but pauses just before reaching it. He seems to notice something in the crowd just in front of him. It is a fan holding up a sign that says "Demon is gay for Vlad". Demon walks over to the fan and grabs the sign out of his hands before ripping it in half. He then throws it to the ground before continuing down the ramp.*

*Lizzie Morna*
*The following contest is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, standing 6'7" tall and weighing in at 312 pounds.....DEMON!!!*

Cut my life into pieces.
I've reached my Last Resort
Suffocation, no breathing.
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding.
Do you even care if I die pleading?

Would it be wrong would it be right
If I took my life tonight?
Chances are that I might.
Mutilation out of sight.
And I'm contemplating suicide.

~Ray White~
*I can't wait to see this guy in action again. He has certainly done a lot since he joined here, even though he has had only one match.*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*Oh my god, are you drooling? Yes, he has done a lot, but that doesn't mean shit if he can't back it up in the ring. So what if he joined the Kingdom? If he can't hold his own, he will be out of there in no time.*

*Demon has now reached the bottom of the steel steps, which he quickly runs up before pausing on the ring apron. He stands still for a moment before lifting his leg up and climbing over the ropes. Demon stands in the middle of the ring and looks out at the booing crowd before turning back to face the entrance ramp while he waits for his opponent to make his entrance. Last Resort fades away and the crowd await the arrival of Taylor Nathan Thomas.*

-TBC-[/center]

[tnt]

Demon is standing in the middle of the ring, anxiously awaiting the arrival of his opponent, Tayler Nathan Thomas. Suddenly Immortal by Adema begins to play over the P.A system, drawing everyones attention to the stage. Two of EVPW's backstage workers arrive on stage from behind the curtain wheeling the Tayler tron out on to center stage. The Tayler tron is a 60 inch LCD HD T.V, the tron begins rolling a video.

Let's fight

We're face to face
Loyalty is what I need to see from you
You're insecure
I can see the fear that breeds in your heart
Where will you run? [x2]
Where will you hide? [x2]
I see the blood drip from your eyes
Who will survive? Let's get it on
And we'll fight

I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
Immortal
Immortal
Immortal

uk.youtube.com/watch?v=V91wdGcBlig

The fans begin booing at the mear sight of the Tayler tron.

JP " It's things like this, that makes me hate these ICW folk, I mean this just reeks, who does he think he is?"

RW " I don't know, I like this guy's style and that TV isn't bad either!"

I need the rush
There's nowhere you could hide before you die
Why won't you face me?
I can see the fear that's in your eyes
Where will you run? [x2]
Where will you hide? [x2]
I see the blood drip from your eyes
Who will survive? Let's get it on
And we'll fight

I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal

Tayler stands beside the Tayler tron, almost as if he is admiring it, much to the crowds anoince, after looking at it for about 1 minute he walks towards the ring looking in disgust at all of the fans, who he clearly feels he is better that. The fans are even more enraged when the mention of ICW, appears on the screen and the volume of their booing makes it seem as if they are going to blow the roof off the building!

JP " You see, this punk is trying to show off, but hes too cheap to get that entrance video changed to say EVPW."

RW " This is Saturday Night Knockout, which technically started in ICW."


I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal

Where will you run? [x2]
Where will you hide? [x2]
Let's fight

I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal

Tayler makes it to the ring and locks eyes with Demon. Tayler climbs up the steps and enters the ring through the middle ropes. Both men face off in the middle of the ring waiting on the ref to call for the bell.

[Demon]

*The ref appears to sense conflict brewing and he immediately tells both men to retreat to their respective corners. For a moment, the two remain where they are, eyes locked on each other as hate emanates in waves from the ring. However, the both decide to save it for the match and back off. The ref hurries over and checks each man for weapons. Once he is satisfied that neither man has anything he shouldn't, the ref signals to the timekeeper for the bell.*

DING! DING! DING!

*The sound seems to echo throughout the ring for an eternity before finally fading out. The crowd all stand on their feet, anticipation high. However, both men stand resolutely in their corners as if they have not heard the bell. Their eyes are locked from across the ring, and the fans start shouting loudly, wanting for the match to commence. This seems to finally shake the two from their spell and they walk forward slowly, reaching out their arms as they move. Their hands brush against each other momentarily before Demon lunges forward, attempting to get the advantage early. Thomas appears to have been expecting this , however, and he manages to dodge by rolling to the side. This leaves Demon out of position and Thomas quickly takes the advantage by grabbing him around his waist from behind. Demon looks down and grabs a hold of Thomas' arms and attempts to push them away from each other. The two begin a silent struggle, until Thomas manages to force his arms back together and locks them. With a mighty heave, he manages to lift the 312 pound behemoth off the ground before slamming him to the mat back first. As they connect with the ground, Thomas releases the hold and allows Demon to roll away in pain. The throw seems to have taken a lot of Thomas' strength, and he does not immediately get up.*

~Ray White~
*If I didn't just see it, I wouldn't have believed it. Taylor Nathan Thomas just lifted Demon off the ground and threw him down like a rag doll.*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*But look at Thomas! It looks like it took more out of him to lift that great behemoth than he did damage to Demon. That may not have been smart planning on his part.*

*Thomas manages to push himself up to his feet a few moments before Demon. Once they're both back up to their feet, they stare at each other again from opposite sides of the ring. Thomas leans against the ropes as he tries to regain some of the stamina he used to life the monster off the ground. On the opposite side, Demon is also using the ropes for support as he holds his back in pain. Thomas is the first to act, and he runs forward quickly. This seems to catch Demon off guard and Thomas' outstretched arm connects with Demon's chest. However, the impact seems to have little effect against Demon, and Thomas quickly runs back and bounces off the ropes again. This time, Demon rushes forward to meet him in the center of the ring, lowering his shoulder. Thomas does not appear to have expected this sudden offense and Demon's shoulder rams into the sternum of Thomas, causing him to be flung up into the air. As he lands on the ground, Demon stands on one knee, looking down at the poor unfortunate soul lying on the ground before him. Demon pushes himself up to his feet before walking over to one of the corners. Thomas begins coughing violently as he tries to make it up to his feet, and nearly collapses as he pushes himself up by the ropes.*

~Ray White~
*It's amazing how the tide of a match can turn so quickly. One minute, Taylor Nathan Thomas is holding his own, and even managing to do one thing I thought impossible by lifting Demon. The next, he gets the life speared out of him!*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*Yes, that is why you have to be smart. I think Demon is only winning right now because of his brute strength, and if you ask me, he will be too tired to do anything in the long run. All TNT has to do is wear him down so he can move in for the kill.*

-TBC-

OOC: I just threw something together quickly so I at least have some chance of winning. I haven't had too much time lately with school now really starting to take up a lot of time.

[tnt]

Demon slowly manages to push himself up onto both feet, whilst laughing at Tayler of is coughing up a little blood as he lies on his side desperately grasping for the ropes. Demon flicks his head back sending locks of his hair motioning to the back of his head, clearing his vision allowing him to see his victim fully. He slowly stomps over towards Tayler letting out a sadistic laugh on the way, immediately upon reaching Tayler he shoots his leg forward connecting with Tayler’s kidneys causing a thunderous “clap” notice to be sent through the gym. Some fans are seen visibly wincing at the impact of that shot. Demon bends his knees as he reaches out with his right arm and clasps onto the back of Tayler’s head and uses it to drag him to his feet. Demon unbends his knees and throws Tayler into the corner, Tayler automatically extends both of his arms outwards, catching the top ropes in order to hold himself up, this is clearly nothing but instinct as his eyes are clearly glazed over and Demon intends on taking full advantage. Demon charges at the corner, he hits full speed just before he crashes into Tayler causing Tayler to let out a huge gasp, Tayler’s face is overcome with an expression of pain, as he is about to fall onto the matt Demon catches him and once again places him in the corner, this time Demon extends Tayler’s arms so that he stays on his feet.

Jimmy Pate” That was a big hit by Demon, it looks like he might have caved in Tayler’s rib cage with that one.”

Ray White “ And what a shame that would be.”

Jimmy pate” Demon is clearly trying to use the weight difference to his advantage with this line of offence, wouldn’t you say so Jimmy?”

Ray White“ Who cares about Demon, this one is all about Tayler!”

The fans don’t know who they want to win this one, as both men aren’t exactly what you would call fan favourites. They begin a chant of you suck! Neither man in the ring can be sure of whom this chant is directed at but as Tayler seems to be knocked out on his feet, Demon is the only one that it can possibly effect. Demon looks at the crowd in anger, but this only serves to rile the 2000 people that are jam packed into the solid core gym. The 2000 fans begin a “ Demon sucks” chant that echoes violently throughout the gym, causing Demon to explode with anger. Demon turns to face the helpless Tayler who is straddled on the ropes by his forearms, he balls his right hand into a fist, clenching it as tight as he physically can. He pulls his arm as far back as it will go and fires it forward, it glides through the air before smashing into Tayler’s jaw. This causes Tayler’s head to cannon backwards from the force of the impact, Taylers arms relinquish the top ropes and his motionless body falls to the ground, the back of his head colliding with the middle turnbuckle. Demon points at Tayler and looks around at the crowds faces, almost as if he is looking for some sort of approval. The fans are not in the mood to give it to him, they are baying for blood and refuse to acknowledge Demon’s dominance. Demon begins pulling at his own hair, he seems distraught about the lack of support.

Jimmy Pate “ This isn’t like Demon, he usually doesn’t care about what the fans think of him.”

Ray White “ That’s funny because none of the fans care about Demon, many of them hoped he would retire years ago.”

Jimmy Pate “ That’s harsh, Demon is a great talent, not the kind I particularly enjoy watching every week, but still great.”

Demon once again bends his knees, so that he is hunched over Tayler who is lying prone in the corner. He stares at Tayler for about 2 minutes before he launches forwards without any notice, Demons head seems to be sitting on Taylers forehead, but his hair is in the way, the camera man pans round to try and get a better view, but none can be found. Demon suddenly stands up and spits on the canvas, the camera zooms into the canvas to reveal that he has just spat out a puddle of blood, with what seems to be flesh in it. The camera immediately looks at demon who is now wiping his mouth with his forearm and then drops his hands to his sides. Tayler is seen to be in the corner with blood pouring from his face, streaming down his body and creating a puddle on the canvas.

Jimmy Pate” What the hell is he doing, he just tore flesh from Tayler’s fore head.”

Ray white “ He’s just destroyed his facial profile, there goes his modelling career.”

Jimmy Pate “ Can you just focus on the match and keep your hormones in check?”

Ray white “ I’ll try but I have to admit, I sure would love to hear that Whore moan!”

Back in the ring Demon has once again lifted Tayler to his feet, but this time has him by the throat, it seems as if he is trying to choke the life out of him. Demon motions his head forward as if to attempt to bite Tayler once more, when out of nowhere Tayler manages to shoot his leg upwards and catch Demon in the mid section causing him to release his vice like grip on Tayler’s neck and to lower his head as he is almost doubled over in pain. Tayler out of pure basic instinct grabs Demon’s lowered head and hooks his right arm around his neck and slams himself backwards onto the matt driving Demon’s head into the pool of blood covering that part of the canvas. Tayler sits up almost instantly, he is clearly working off of what little adrenalin he has in his body, he clambers to his feet and looks at Demon ominously he once again drives himself to the mat, this time elbow first, his elbow connects with the back of Demon’s head, smashing his face into the mat. Tayler manages to get back to his feet and begins to assess the damage to his body. His wound on his forehead is still bleeding and causing him vision problems, but other than that his only other main problem is general fatigue. He attempts to wipe his brow but he only manages to worsen his wound and the blood begins to flow more freely from the wound. Unbeknownst to Tayler, Demon begins to get to his feet, still holding his head and a little worse for wear from the impact on his head, but almost completely fine, whereas Tayler is hunched over trying to catch his breath and clear his line of sight. Demon spots his chance to take control of the match and charges at Tayler with his arm extended, ready to level Tayler with a vicious clothesline, just as Demon is about to connect with the back of Tayler’s head, Tayler suddenly drops flat to the canvas, Demon cant stop and his momentum carries him through causing him to trip over Tayler’s back and land neck first on the middle rope.

Jimmy Pate” What just happened? How did Demon miss that clothesline?”

Ray White” Never mind that is Tayler okay? Did he pass out?

Jimmy pate” So many questions, well two valid ones anyway, can we get a replay?”

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The replay begins to role, it shows Demon beginning to charge at Tayler but then it cuts to Tayler before the point of impact, It shows Tayler his head 90 degrees and spots Demon heading his way. He automatically braces his arms, making them ready for the fall. He then drops to the matt but leaves his back just high enough to catch Demon’s leg, sending him falling onto the ropes.

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Jimmy Pate “ That Tayler is a sly dog, he knew exactly what he was doing, you know say what you want about this guy but he knows how to get it done in the ring!”

Ray white” And he’s hot! I bet he knows how to get it done in the bed room as well”

Jimmy Pate “ Do you want to leave now, cause I can do the rest of the show alone and be just as effective!”

Back in the ring after the replay Tayler is back to his feet, he has Demon’s right foot in his hand and has pulled Demon off the ropes and into the middle of the ring. Tayler raps his left arm across the top of the foot and locks his right arm upwards from the top to the base of the boot creating the perfect ankle lock and synching it in. At this point the only thing in Tayler’s mind is to break Demon’s ankle, the constant blood pouring from his forehead is driving him on causing him to squeeze tighter and tighter and wrenching wildly at the ankle, almost like a wild dog tearing at a piece of meat, shaking from side to side with a demonic facial expression showing how much pleasure Tayler is getting from Demon’s pain. After about two minutes of agonising pain, Demon begins to try and crawl to the ropes, as soon as Tayler notices this however, he drops to the mat, and wraps his two legs around Demon’s torso. Tayler tightens his legs to the point where Demon is physically struggling to breathe, the camera zooms in to Demons face, a close up of him desperately trying to breathe, they contrast this with the look of almost total ecstasy on Tayler’s face, now fully covered in a crimson mask, he is clearly enjoying inflicting all that pain onto Demon. Tayler sits up whilst still having this manoeuvre locked in, hoping that he can apply added pressure from this position, the ref comes over to Demon and asks him if he wants to carry on but Demon is too proud to quit at this point and refuses to give in, even tho there seems to be no way out of this predicament for him.

Jimmy Pate “ I didn’t think Tayler had it in him, but he might just be even more sadistic than Demon, I mean he is really enjoying inflicting so much pain.”

Ray White “ He can inflict pain onto me any time.”

Jimmy Pate” Where’s King bear when you need him?”

Tayler has released the grapevine he had applied with his legs but now is on one knee hunched over Demon’s back still holding onto the ankle lock. Tayler suddenly without any real reason, releases the ankle lock, Tayler adjusts his wrist band, palming something into his hand in the process, and then sits on the top of Demon’s back, he reaches his two arms round to the front of Demons head and locks them together on his forehead, but rather than pull back on Demon’s head in some sort of attempted submission, he moves his hands across Demons forehead and then quickly adjusts his wrist band once more. He then begins to pull back on Demon’s head applying pressure to Demons neck. The camera pans round to a view directly in front of Demon and we can clearly see that both Demon and Tayler are now cut open, even underneath demon’s mask it is clear that he has a fresh wound across his forehead, which is bleeding quite profusely.

Jimmy Pate “ When did that happen? Demon is now bleeding worse than Tayler!”

Ray White “ He deserves to be bleeding, hes such a freak, no one will notice anyway.”


tbc


OOC "Done at like 3 in the morning, sorry it was so late, had to reply to demons post.

[Demon]

*Thomas continues to apply pressure neck of Demon, even standing so he can get more leverage. However, the blood flow from Demon's head rushes down over the fingers of Thomas, causing them to slip apart and his grip to almost give way. He manages to redouble his grip, however, and pulls back on Demon's neck harder than ever, yelling at him to give in. The ref stands directly in front of Demon, repeatedly asking him if he wants to give in and end the match. Demon manages to shout "NO!", but soon he does not respond to the question. When this happens, the ref grabs one of Demon's arms and lifts it in the air. He lets it fall and it hits against the mat. The ref throws his arms up and signals once to the timekeeper. He then lifts Demon's arm up a second time and it falls back to the canvas limply as he releases it. The ref throws up and signals a two to the timekeeper. He goes back to lifting Demon's arm up and releases it once more. However, Demon manages to stop his arm's descent just before it hits the canvas. The ref stands up and backs away a bit as he signals that the match is still under way. Demon's arm is shaking with fury and he begins using his brute strength to try and push himself up to his feet. However, Thomas does not seem to want to relinquish his hold, and is draining Demon's burst of adrenaline quickly. Demon makes it to his feet, but falters dangerously, almost falling back down to the mat. He just manages to stay on his feet and quickly begins backpedaling toward one of the ring posts. Thomas tries applying his hold with all of the force he can muster, but Demon proves too powerful and slams him back first into the turnbuckle. Thomas' grip breaks and Demon takes a few steps forward before collapsing from exhaustion. Thomas falls against the turnbuckle and sits there, trying to regain some of his own breath as well.*

~Ray White~
*Demon finally managed to break Taylor's hold on him, but I think the damage is done. If he can manage to roll Demon up, this match might just be over in less than a minute.*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*Listen, he may be a freak but he won't be taken out by such a high school move. If anything, he'll pass out from blood loss as that cut in his forehead shows no sign of stopping bleeding.*

*Thomas begins using the ropes on either side of him to push himself back to his feet. As he makes it up, he looks down at Demon in disgust. The ref is busy making sure Demon is alright as Thomas paces around the ring, consciously touching his forehead. As he pulls it away, he notices that his head has stopped bleeding, however, the is still a large gash across it. He looks down upon Demon and sees the gash on his head, even the tear down his mask, from which blood pours freely and grins, sick and twisted thoughts coming to his mind. He begins walking slowly toward Demon, his head cocked slightly to one side. As he reaches the large man, Thomas bends down and pulls Demon's limp head up. The ref tries to push Taylor away, but he just gets shoved back and falls down for trying. The ref seems to decide it would be better for him not to try and interfere and instead settles back a little in the ring, watching along with the crowd. Thomas raises his right fist and the brings down a hail of blows right on the gash on Demon's forehead, causing yet more blood to pour out and onto the mat. Before long, Thomas' fist is completely covered in crimson and Demon is lying unconscious in a pool of his own blood. Thomas looks down at his right hand and smiles, enjoying the punishment he has just delivered to Demon and pushes himself up to his feet. As both the ref and the crowd look on stunned, Thomas begins climbing up one of the turnbuckles. He leaps off and points his elbow down, attempting to have it come down straight on Demon's chest. However, Demon manages to roll out of the way at the last second and Thomas' elbow connects hard with the canvas. Both men lie on the ground in pain as the ref begins counting.*

~Ray White~
*I think I'm going to be sick. I don't think I've ever seen somebody bleed like that before! Seriously, get some medical staff down here quickly before Demon actually dies from blood loss.*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*He'll be fine. If he's half as sadistic as he claims to be, he loves to feel himself bleed. If anything, it will only excite him and he will get a boner and start humping the ring.*

*Both men roll around in the ring, trying to deal with the pain they have received. By now, the average man would have either quit or been dead. However, these two do not seem to have an ounce of quit in them and they quickly begin pushing themselves up by the ropes. By this point, the crowd are cheering themselves hoarse and they all jump up and down like crazy people, willing the two in the ring to continue on to victory. As Demon manages to stand on his feet for what seems like the first time in the match, renewed boos from the fans reign down upon him. However, he seems to have given up on what the fans think and he just shrugs these boos off and turns to face his opponent on the other side of the ring. The two begin walking forward until the stand face to face in the center of the ring. Both are just about the same height, and they stare almost directly into each others eyes. However, it is clear that Demon has the overall size advantage as he weights nearly 70 pounds more than TNT. The two begin trading words, but that does not last very long. Soon, they are throwing punches, trading back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until Demon manages to block one of Thomas' attacks. Demon begins landing shot after shot, until he hits with a haymaker and sends Thomas crashing down to the mat on his back. However, Thomas jumps back to his feet almost immediately and rushes back at Demon who extends one of his arms out and drives it into the sternum of Thomas causing him to flop back down. Thomas manages to get to his feet almost immediately yet again and charges forward at Demon. Demon catches him around his waist, lifting him up and turning 180° before slamming Thomas' back and neck hard against the canvas. Demon continues to hold onto his waist, forcing the ref to slide over and begin counting out a pin.*

ONE....TWO....TH-KICKOUT!

~Ray White~
*I thought Demon might have won it with that high impact spinebuster, but it seems like neither of these men will give up without being put on a stretcher.*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*That is how it should be. Every one of these so called superstars in the back should be willing to put their lives and bodies on the line night after night to give these fans a good show!*

*As Thomas manages to kick out at the last possible second, Demon stares incredulously at the ref, believing it should have been a three count. However, the referee holds up to fingers, signaling that it was only a two count and that the match is still under way. Demon slaps the canvas to relieve some of his frustration before turning his attention back to the near lifeless body of Taylor Nathan Thomas. Demon grabs hold of his hair and pulls him limply up to his feet. As he lets go, Thomas staggers a bit, almost falling back down, but he manages to catch himself and begins shaking the cobwebs from his mind. Demon delivers a swift kick to Thomas' gut, causing him to double over. He then tucks his head underneath his arm, holding him in the bent position for a few seconds before dropping suddenly to the mat. Thomas' face bounces off the mat, reopening the gash on his forehead and causing a new steady stream of blood to pour out. Demon stand up and looks around at the crimson stained ring, admiring the amount of blood this normal singles match has managed to produce. Demon soon snaps out of this mini trance and looks over at Thomas, who is still on the ground, holding his head and trying to stop the flow of blood. He appears to be very pail and almost about to pass out and the ref quickly slides over to ask him if he can continue. He shakily says yes and the ref retreats, but with a worried look on his face. The crowd appear to be growing restless as chants begin pouring down upon the ring once more, willing both men on yet again. Demon stoops over to Thomas and lifts him up once more before flinging him back first into one of the turnbuckles. The force of the throw causes Thomas to bounce off the turnbuckle and he falls forward, landing on his knees and now holding his back. Demon rushes forward and lifts up his boot at the last second, trying to drive it deep into Thomas' face. However, Thomas ducks underneath the boot and drives his elbow into Demon's nethers, causing him to collapse to the ground in pain. Thomas takes the opportunity to roll Demon up and try to get the quick win.*

ONE....TWO....THR-KICKOUT!

~Ray White~
*What a cheap shot from Taylor Nathan Thomas. I would not have expected something so underhanded from him. And listen to the crowd boo him for trying to take the easy way out.*

.:Jimmy Pate:.
*They have no reason to boo him. Thomas saw his opportunity and he took it. It's called being smart and knowing how to take down a man who is bigger than you.*

-TBC-