Abaddon's Pit: Stage 2

[Vladimir Strife]

As KULT pound away at one another and Alex Thunder, they soon come to rest, the trinity worn down from the efforts. Alex is the first to cast a stone, rocking Matthew's jaw with a hard shot. The Genius returns the blow, balling his knuckles white-hot tight and bashing them across the cheek of the young star. As Thunder's head jerks to the side, he is met with another jolting shot, a meaty crack to the other side of his face, courtesy of the King himself. The former tag team champions are done having fun slugging it out with each other as well, time to ensure their way to the top of the demonic structure that surrounds them, encompassing the chaos. The tip of the steel-toed boot lands across the gut of the 241 pounder, bending him over as his forearm bars across it, nursing the pain. Strife pushes the boy's head towards his old friend, an offering to the sadistic Oliveira. The Amherst Annihilator grins deviously before wrapping his muscled arm over the back of Thunder's shoulders and around his neck.

As Vladimir deflects a heroic attempt from AJ Scally to save the fellow SNK middleweight, Matthew throws a taunt to the crowd, many going wild with boos and cheers alike. He pushes his weight forward against his helpless victim, holding on tightly to keep him in place. Strife and Scally are duking it out, exchanging punch for punch on one another in a struggle that holds Alex Thunder's well-being in the balance. The Hardcore Genius throws all of his weight back as he snaps downward, bringing the youngster along with him. A sickening crack like that of a branch separating from a large oak in a thunderstorm rings out through the arena as Alex's cranium is spiked onto the solid concrete. Consciousness escapes him, slipping from his grasp and leaving his body ragged and limp. As he slinks to the side, AJ watches in horror, his eyes nearly bulged out of socket in witness of what these men have done to the young, promising talent. Strife's boot comes unexpected to the inside of his joint in the middle of his leg and the agony takes over the Flying Phenomenon, who drops to the ground with a chorus of jeers in the air, screaming as if he planned to match the crowd in decibel.

JP: And KULT dominates further! I think we can pretty much count Alex and AJ out of this thing between a possible torn ligament for Scally and Matt all but making a Denver Omelette from Thunder's brains!
Purest: But, in all fairness, stranger things have happened here than something like that. This is EVPW, anything can happen and is almost guaranteed to!
Ray: Not a chance Purest. When Vladimir Strife says 'play dead', the only choice is whether you want to play or not!

As the KULTists seem ready to target their next victim, the Czar of Scars turns to his assistant and stops him.

"I've got it from here. See you up there."

Oliveira nods, not nearly about to look that kind of a present just pass him by. He makes his way to the ladder, taking his time in understanding that he's got the best protection plan right now that a person could nab in this match. As he takes hold of rung after rung, Vladimir stands at the bottom, his eyes darting around the cage between the men left in the fray, Phenomena rushing across the way to prevent the first entry into the second stage. Strife braces himself as Phenomena goes airborne, leaping up and throwing himself horizontally onto the Undefeated Behemoth. The King lowers his head and steps into the crossbody, clashing his skull with Phenomena's ribcage. The Kingdom leader is left dizzy from his block, the other man having taken more damage as he drops to the ground, hugging his abdomen and gasping for air. Reaching the top rung, Oliveira now appears to be a certainty for the second part of the vicious bout. He stands up on the top, watching the top of his head cautiously as he pokes it through the opening in the steel plated roof, seeing the arena patrons without a diamond patterned filter for the first time since he came down the entrance ramp. He heaves his weight onto the surface and reaches up, grabbing onto a rope as he pulls himself onto the top, sealing his status as a finalist in the competition.

JP: Matt's done it! He's our first competitor to reach the second stage of this bout and soon 3 others will join him on top of there and then the carnage will take a whole new level!
Purest: See, I'm just realizing something that puts Mr. Oliveira at a strong advantage.. Standing up there, it's completely in his ability to play whack-a-mole with these other men and pretty much handpick his opponents for the second stage!
Ray: Yay! My baby will DEFINITELY be up there next!

Krylon persists in his struggle with the co-owner Kingbear, holding to him with a deathgrip as the big man tries to shake him off, his fingers leaving imprints in his flesh. The gentle giant winces, eyes clenched shut as he fights through the pain. Grabbing on tightly to Krylon's arm, his arms tremble as he lifts the foe from the concrete, holding him up in the air as Deviler looks back and sees the ground beneath, panicking as he tries to find a way to keep from having his head smashed in against it. Having some sympathy, the Coven headman carries the load across the cage, bringing him to the weapon-laden trashcan before letting his knees buckle below his body. The aluminum cylinder caves at the weight easily, offering little resistance and little cushion to the impact that befalls it. Krylon's hold grows faint until the legendary fed-head and superstar is able to free himself from the clutch, leaving himself as one of three men still left standing and able to fight within the cage. He stares across the ring at the Hardcore King, seeing that his former student has already taken to the ladder and begun to make his ascent. Without enough time to cross the structure and stop the back-stabber, the Bear King does the next best thing: he begins to climb.

Ray: Big Sexy just demolished Krylon and now he and my sexy Vlad are making their way up to the second stage where you can guarantee this battle for dominance is going to continue!
JP: Oh, definitely. These two will not quit until they've picked the other apart, bone clean!
Purest: Of course not, but who would have it any different? That's exactly the kind of thing that packs these arenas!

In the last uninhibited corner of the cage, the masked legend takes his place on the ladder, scaling it quickly before any of the other men in the ring could get up to stop him. The fiasco seems almost like a demonstration in the correlation of size and speed, Hawkeye making his way the fastest up the rungs and Kingbear moving the slowest, partially thanks to a bad knee that's plagued him over the majority of his career. Strife is close behind Hawkeye in speed though, stopping to look around the structure now, spotting the former Coven mates heading up the ladders to join the Ayatollah of Anarchy on the roofing. Particularly unhappy with this, the King begins to make his way back down towards the ground, not yet finished inside the beast known as Abaddon's pit. The luchador pushes up toward the steel plates, grabbing hold of the paneling and climbing closer to it. Boots clash upon his knuckles, an unhappy Oliveira towering over him. The soles of his footwear mash Hawk's fingers, garnering a scream of agony for his sensitive digits. Matthew lets a smile cross his lips, little moments like these were exactly why he loved his job. As he lays off of the Michigan-native's hand, he quickly latches back onto the ladder, recovering and contemplating how to make his way up. His pupils wander over to his best friend, the legendary Kingbear himself. As the hometown hero pushes himself further and lurches his upper body onto the steel, it's exactly the break that the high-flier needs to take his place above.

Purest: And Papa Bear has made his way onto the top, making him the official second man to move on!
JP: But I think right now that these men are losing focus! I see an upset in the works stirring up!
Ray: What the hell are you talking about? OH! I SEE!!!

The Wrath of Romania reaches the bottom of the ladder that seats his former friend, Hawkeye, and stares up at him, the smallest competitor in the bout unaware of the danger he is in. Behind Vladimir, unseen to the rest of the men, Krylon is pulling himself from the garbage day wreckage and has begun crawling on his hands and knees towards a corner of the cage. He uses the ladder to pull himself back to a vertical stance, propping himself against it to regain his composure. He turns slowly, surveying the carnage within the hellacious structure, bodies strewn across the concrete, blood stains already setting on the cold, gray slab beneath him. Realizing in a sudden epiphany that nobody was watching him, the Black Devil's eyes light up in surprise as opportunity bangs on his door with a hammer. He spins around and grabs onto the sides of the ladder, pulling his feet up one at a time onto the bars, pushing himself closer and closer to survival as he is at a near jogging pace. Deviler is at the top in no time, pulling himself from the hell below and into the next level of Dante's inferno, where only the biggest and the baddest met. The crowd goes wild, a Cinderella story in the works unfolding before their very eyes. Krylon wasn't a big name, a famous legend - he was a young and talented star who had just lucked into the biggest opportunity of his career so far.

Purest: Incredible!! Krylon just made his way up the ladder before anyone was wise enough about it to stop him. Hawkeye is dangerously close to the top now and it honestly looks as though Vladimir Strife might not even make it to the second part of this match, let lone take home his 50th victory!!
Ray: NOOO!!! Don't talk like that! Vladimir Strife will win! I know it! I just know it!!!
JP: Think like that all you want, Ray, but it doesn't look good for him! He can't make it up that ladder in time to stop Hawkeye even if he moves as fast as he can and we're getting closer to finally seeing the day we all prayed would come!

As the master of the bump reaches again for the lip of the opening, he feels his footing begin to wobble, his legs betraying him... if only. He looks down, spotting the familiar face of Vladimir Strife as he stands between the outstretched legs of the ladder with a deviant expression of glee. His arms are out at his sides, held up and pressed against the inside of the rungs, pushing and pulling to wobble the support from beneath the Flying Assassin. It becomes a balancing act, the Michiganite focusing his weight in differing directions to maintain his stance. He grabs onto the steel panel again, met once more with a stomp to the fingers that causes him to cringe and rethink the move.

Atop the structure, Kingbear wraps his sausage-like fingers around the nape of Matthew's neck, yanking him away from the opening to allow the entry of his former tag team partner. Oliveira is not going without a struggle though, jutting his elbow into the side of the co-owner and sending him stumbling back. His focus has shifted though, causing him to defend himself instead of defending the opening from a man he held the utmost distaste for. Hawk's fingers lunge for the edge another time, but fall short as the step under him trembles again. Vladimir extends his arms in front of him, toppling the ladder and sending it and the aerialist in a free fall. A thundering bang rings out to the rafters as the aluminum standing hits and collapses on itself. A grotesque and meaty slap accompany it as the miniature frame of a man crumbles and flattens against the concrete. Gasps fill the air, shortly accompanied by booing and a rising chant. "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!"

JP: WHAT THE HELL!!?!?! VLADIMIR HAD HIS WAY TO THE TOP EARLIER AND HE STOPPED JUST TO DESTROY HAWKEYE!? WHY!?
Ray: Don't you remember, JP? Vladimir promised he'd take every legend out of the business until only one name was left on the lips and in the minds of the fans.
Purest: Well, regardless of why or what for, Vladimir Strife just left Hawkeye absolutely broken on the concrete floor.. I can't even believe what we just saw. I've been inside cages and the ring my fair share of times and hitting the mat from a standing position hurts, guys. I can't even fathom what a fall like that on to pure concrete would do to the human body... that's the kind of drop people take to commit suicide.. which is a grim thought, but nonetheless true..

The GodKing bellows out a huge laugh as he picks up the club he brought to the battle with him, making his way to the fallen Forsaken Angel and bending down to look into his face. The legend is completely unresponsive and unconscious, in need of severe medical attention. As the cage door swings open for the paramedics to come in, the Impaler speaks to the man who would never hear the words he'd been told.

"Now get the fuck up from that one.. Fucking hack."

The emergency personnel steps inbetween the men, separating them and protecting the fallen athlete. On top of the structure, the 3 men left to tell the horrors from within watch on the titantron as they get close in on Hawkeye's face, trying to gauge the severity of his injuries. Meanwhile, the biggest bully in the business calmly makes his way to the nearest ladder and begins to go hand after hand and rung by rung, the club tucked into the waistband of his jeans. Popping up over the top of the cage, he climbs onto the steel plates and the second stage begins, the Undefeated Behemoth finds himself immediately confronted by the man he betrayed last week, Kingbear furious and his muscles bulging as he seeks revenge for himself and his comrades.

[KingBear]

As Vladimir Strife is pulling himself up to the second stage he suddenly feels a tight grip around his throat and the ladder is no longer under his feat as he's lifted up to the second stage by the Big Man himself. KingBear quickly tosses Vlad to the steel plates beneath them as the four 'doors' shut, no longer allowing anybody up to the second stage, also preventing people from falling to the concrete below. KingBear follows up on his assault on Vlad, trodding over to the God King himself, he leans down to pick Vlad up by his head and Vlad brings the club from his pants into the ribcage of the bear. KingBear lets out a low growld and continues in, grabbing Vlad by the head and forcing him to his feet, Vlad, again, throws his club into the ribcage of Big Sexy who lets out another growl. Vlad looks up at the big man who continues moving towards him, backing him up against the ropes, KingBear pushes his hands into the chest of Vlad and begins leaning him over the top rope. Before KingBear can finish this, the hardcore innovator comes flying through the air onto the back of the big man, wrapping his arms around his throat and leaning backwards, forcing KingBear to stumble away from Vlad.

JP: It looks like Matt and Vlad are still sticking together in this phase of the match, but how long is that going to last?

Ray: Long enough for them to eliminate KingBear and Krylon I suppose. I mean that'd make sense to me..

Purest: Yeah it would make sense but we gotta remember that these two are ONLY former allies, not current allies. Their last match together was AGAINST one another.

Vlad comes off of the ropes quickly, bringing the club in his hand high, aiming for the head of the big man who's already in trouble. KingBear sees this and out of instinct bends down, causing Vlad to strike his own friend in the head with the club. Vlad looks on at his former KULT member in surprise as he falls lifelessly to the steel. KingBear grins, "Thanks buddy..." He then lunges forward, wrapping up with Vlad, the God King stumbles backwards with the surprise before throwing a hard knee into the ribs of KingBear, loosening his grip. He then twists his hips and lets loose a hard kick to the knee of the big man, dropping him down to size. KingBear groans lightly as Vlad jabs the end of the club into his forehead toppling him over backwards, as he does this, Krylon comes from behind the Bear quickly, throwing a forearm into the head of the God King. Vlad and Krylon begin exchanging punches, lefts, rights, elbows and anything else they can get in on the other. The bigger of the two men rocks Vlad hard with a left to the jaw, sending him stumbling backwards, Vlad returns with a left hand full of club, rocking Krylon off of his feet and onto his back.

JP: I think the only way Krylon and KB are going to survive is if they continue to NOT hit each other. I mean, that's the smart thing to do and I dont know about Krylon but the boss is a smart man.

Ray: Yeah I guess so... But he's not as sexy as my Vladdy Pooh.

Purest: I dont think we care how sexy either man is Ray. We really only care about how skilled they are. And if you ask me, KingBear has the experience on Vlad but Vlad is the Undefeated one in the match.

JP: That's a good point Purest, but the thing we have to remember is, Vlad was trained by KingBear. So if Vlad can go undefeated, then obviously KingBear could have as well, but chose not to.

Purest: So, you're saying the boss lost matches on purpose?

JP: I'm saying the Boss hasnt had a REAL match in a long time so nobody even knows what his win-loss ratio really is!

Vlad quickly moves over to Oliveira and helps him to his feet, he then glances over at KingBear and Krylon near each other. Their mouths move and Krylon nods as the two men slowly come to a standing position, KingBear has a hand on his knee as he looks on at Vlad and Krylon has a hand on his jaw as he looks on at the Genius. The four men square off, circling around the top of the pit, neither man backing down and all of them vying for the title shot that comes with the territory of winning the Abaddons Pit. Vlad is the first to move, lunging forward and running at KingBear, his arm ready to strike with his club, Vlad brings the club high and KingBear catches it on it's way down, he then rips on it hard, tearing it away from Vlad and releasing it, the club flies through the air and lands on the steel with a clank before sliding to a stop just at the edge of the structure. KingBear then follows through, spinning and hooking his other arm in the crook of Vlads elbow before bringing him down to the steel with a hip toss. Vlad lets out a groan and throws a boot into the head of KingBear, dazing him and causing him to not continue his assault.

JP: The Big Man is really taking a beating folks!

Ray: I think that's obvious, why do you have to say obvious things all the time?

JP: I DONT! I'm the play by play commentator, I'm supposed to do this, but if you want my job, then by all means, call all the moves of the match fairy boy!

Purest: Man how long have you two been married?

JP and Ray: SHUT UP!

As Vlad and KingBear begin their battle for dominance, Krylon and Matt meet just next to them in the middle of the structure. Krylon and the Genius lock up, both pushing hard against the other and neither man giving any bit before Krylon drops his shoulder, forcing Matt to release his lock and allowing Krylon to slam a shoulder into his abdomen. Krylon keeps at it, twisting Matts arm and flipping him over onto his back, Krylon then jumps into the air, still holding the arm of Matt and drops down again on the abdomen of the KULTist with a leg drop. Oliveira takes the hut with a grunt as Krylon continues to hold onto his arm. Krylon comes to a standing position yet again and Matt sees an opportunity, quickly tearing his arm away from Krylon then spinning with a leg sweep, bringing him down to the steel. Oliveira then rolls over on top of Krylon and mounts him, throwing a barrage of punches to the head of the bigger man, not relenting at all. Krylon does the best he can to cover up, his arms taking a multitude of the punches from Matt, only allowing a few to connect to his head. Before Matt can continue his assault too long he feels a sharp hit to his head, as he falls off of Krylon, he looks up to see KingBear standing near where he was, his fist cocked from a previous strike.

Ray: So wait, I'm supposed to say what happened right?

JP: Right...

Ray: KingBear just punched Matt and saved Krylon... Like that?

JP: Sure Ray, just keep going...

Purest: You're cruel Jimmy.

JP: I know.

Matt rubs his head lightly as KingBear grins, slowly stalking towards him, KingBear leans down to pick Matt up and Matt throws a fist straight into his jaw. KingBear pops up from the shock and Matt jumps to his feet running at KingBear and driving his shoulder into the big man's abdomen, bringing him to the steel with a shoulder tackle. Matt quickly rolls off of KB and jumps to his feet before spinning and driving a forearm into the chest of Krylon with a quick clothesline. On a roll, Matt follows up the clothesline with a spin before slamming his fist, knuckles popping, into the jaw of Vladimir Strife. Vlad stumbles backwards from the impact and Matt looks on in surprise before shrugging off the punch and grinning as he turns to see KingBear slowly coming to a standing position, Matt sets up and grabs the arm of Big Sexy himself, before slinging him as hard as he can into a turnbuckle. Bear hits and Matt follows up with a splash into the turnbuckle, KingBear stumbles out of the corner and Matt slings him into the opposite turnbuckle and moves to follow in with another splash but is taken out by a clothesline from a pissed off Vlad. Matt's head ricochets off the steel and thuds back down as Vlad looks down at him, "That'll teach you to punch me, fucker!" Vlad then turns to KingBear and runs at him quickly, jumping into the air for a splash of his own but KingBear spins slightly from the corner and drives his elbow into the sternum of the flying Romanian.

Ray: KingBear just hit Vlad with an elbow to counter the splash attempt.

JP: I can't believe this is happening! This is such a great match! Blah Blah Blah He's Sexy!

Vlad coughs and falls onto his back from the counter move as KingBear moves out of his corner to look around the top of the structure, Matt begins his ascent to his feet, Krylon is up on his knees trying to catch his bearings and Vlad is down, gasping for air like a dying fish. KingBear slowly moves towards Matt, a slight limp in his step, he leans down and grabs Matt by the hair to help him to a vertical stance, Matt knocks KBs hand away and drives a punch into the jaw of the big man before lunging forward, driving his shoulder into the Bear. Matt then uses all the strength he has, his arms wrapped around KingBear, and he powers Big Sexy up onto his shoulder before bringing his hands to the front of him and using the already unbalanced weight of KingBear to push his legs up and sling him over his shoulder, sending him slamming down to the steel. The structure shakes under the impact of the 379 pounder slamming onto it, all of the participants in the match looking wide eyed, at Matt's strength in lifting KingBear up. The Genius, however, quickly reaches for his lower back and drops to a knee, that move obviously taking a small toll on him, considering the 379lb weight on his one shoulder.

Ray: I think Matt is hurting from lifting up Big Sexy...

JP: No shit sherlock!

Purest: Why are you so mean to him?

Ray: Yeah?!

JP: It's my job.

TBC

[Vladimir Strife]

Krylon is up to his feet, the freshest of the men in the instance. He rushes in to the Hardcore Genius and begins to work over his back, raining down with thunderous fists that tenderize his muscles. Vladimir, not much worse for wear, pushes himself to a standing position and steps back to the fray, thrusting his palms out into the pectorals of Deviler and backing him off from his former tag team partner. The giant willingly backs off, Strife leaning to the man he's saved and attempting to assist him in getting up. Krylon paces to the edge of the structure, his footsteps clunking across the metal panels as he makes his way towards Vlad's discarded weapon. He swoops down, wrapping his fingers around the wooden shaft in a fell swoop and lifts it up to his side. Turning back around, the youngest and tallest participant left in the bout paces to the King, lifting the crude, blunt instrument into the air overhead. He hammers the tyrant's spine with it, a sensation of dysphoria running up it's length, Strife arching his back and letting out a yelp.

The Black Demon lets go of the bludgeon and it clangs across the metal canopy only inches beside the recuperating Oliveira. He slips his digits between the chocolate follicles atop the King's crown and clasps on tight. Jerking Vlad toward himself and bending the Romanian over backwards, Deviler sets his opponent's cheek against his ribs, twisting his arm around his head and hooking it beneath. He gives way to his legs, the men plopping down as Krylon lands in a seated position. Strife is not as lucky, the rear of his cranium bouncing against the platinum surface. The noise of the impact drifts throughout the stadium, ringing out like a gunshot. The near 300 pounder raises from the destruction, greeted via stick to the solar plexus. Doubled over and coughing, sputtering, Krylon is left completely vulnerable to the second clash as the rod bears down across his kidney. The heavyweight straightens quickly, his face twisted in a grimace of agony. Matthew tosses the weapon, passing it off to the next man as it pats the downed Strife's gut and rolls off, dropping at his side. The Genius's arms bind around the waist of the 24 year old, latching onto his wrist for support. The Innovator pushes his body backward, displaying his Herculean strength once more as his body curves and sends the duo plunging into the solid steel with a bang that trembles the cage, the links rattling from the shockwave.

JP: Tremendous, top notch action! A German suplex from Ollie, dumping Krylon right onto his head!
Ray: Good! Now throw him out, Matty!
Purest: That probably would be a good idea about now, but after lifting first KingBear and now Krylon, I seriously doubt that Matt-O is in any shape to be picking either of them up.

Ole' Papa Pure was right, every muscle in the GHW original's body was thriving, screaming out for mercy from the recent strain, begging him to rest. It was too late for quitting now, surrender meaning a 20 foot plummet for the Canadian combatant. He fights through the urges to lay down, bringing himself to his full height before taking in the scene around him. 3 other warriors, each striving as hard to take home the victory - 2 former allies; a man he'd just met. His opponents all recumbent, Oliveira targets the biggest of them, righting KingBear before sending him stumbling with a clenched fist to the cheek, a meaty slap of flesh between them. The Bear comes back swinging, throwing a massive southpaw for the head of his attacker. The Genius displays the reasoning behind his nickname, ducking below the huge shot and returning it three fold, alternating hands as he goes. The Big Man is stunned, left groggy and dazed from the barrage. Matthew dashes back, throwing himself against the elastic cables and soaring an arm out to his side, blasting his bicep into the chest of the Californian co-owner. Despite the sturdy blow, our furry friend remains upright, his feet rearing back one after the other from the force.

Oliveira, unsatisfied with the result, takes a backward run and lurches his body against the ropes a second time, rebounding and using the momentum boost to rattle KingBear with a second helping of the powerful clothesline. The gentle giant refuses to topple, Matt only managing to push him back a few more feet, bringing him close to the corner. The Amherst Anarchist rushes in, lowering himself and bulges his shoulder, ramming it into the sternum of the towering foe and setting him in the corner of the ring-like structure. Turning slightly, he spies the Hardcore King as he is pulling himself back to a vertical base. Oliveira calls out to him, yelling for Strife to "get into the other corner". The Czar follows suit, positioning himself adjacent to the man that mentored him in his early career. Matthew grabs hold of KingBear's wrist and presses his front firmly to his, holding him in place as he lets out a war cry to his comrade.

"Spear the holy hell out of him! Rip right through the bastard's guts!"

JP: And it looks like the alliance of KULT is right back and prominent in this match up. I don't get it: just minutes ago, these two men were at each others throats, ready to beat the day lights out of the other!
Purest: That's the way things work in this match. I mean, sure, alliances are there, but it's still every man for himself. We'll probably see these two drift back and forth from pounding on the other to teaming up for the most of the match's remainder.
JP: True enough. It must take a very special understanding to be able to see the other as an opponent and a helping hand at the same time though, that's for sure.
Purest: No doubt, Jimmy, it really does.
Ray: All I care about is that Matt understands that as soon as he gets the chance, my Vladdy is going to hand his ass to him and take home the 'V' for the 50th time!

As Krylon begins to stir, the King holds up his index finger to the fellow KULTist, motioning for him to hold the thought a moment. He dashes out of the corner, pushing his soles across the steel to elevate himself before dropping back down with his leg outstretched. It slams the length of Deviler's body, his thigh hitting the man's stomach and the heel of his black boot driven into the youngster's teeth and lips. The signature Son-Of-A-Bitch Legdrop leaves the Black Demon writhing in torment, his hands splayed over his swollen mouth as he curses through them. The Wrath of Romania is ready now, planting an elbow into the floor and pushing his weight up onto it. He rolls his body over, bringing a leg up and planting the sole flat to help himself back up. Once up, he runs back to his corner, turning and lining up the mark. Ready to go, he gives a nod to his partner to warn him it's coming and allow him to time his escape.

The Impaler darts from the corner and comes blazing across the surface, his feet slapping the metal with a heavy bang ringing out from each hit. He ducks down, pointing head first toward the goal as he rushes in. At the last moment, Matthew brings himself quickly out of the line of fire, preventing himself from being sandwiched. His grasp still firm on KingBear's wrist, the Genius tears the Coven leader away from the turnbuckles, ripping him from Strife's aim. Vladimir is too far in to stop now, diving with his shoulder through the mid and top turnbuckle pads and smashing into the ungiving turnpost. His inertia sends the rest of his body after him, pouring the Undefeated Behemoth over the middle rope and dumping him out of the ring. His 269 lbs frame plunges 23 long feet to the minimal padding below. Strife plops with a huge thwack as the fans leap to their feet in awe of what has just occurred. Matthew brings his hand to his mouth, covering it as he peers down to see what he has done. The King is unmoving, still and slumped onto his side in a heap.

JP: HOLY SHIT!!! VLAD JUST FELL OUT OF THE RING!!! HE'S ELIMINATED!!! VLADIMIR STRIFE IS ELIMINATED!!!!
Purest: OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!
JP: Look at Matthew Oliveira - I don't think even he can believe it!!
Ray: No... this can't be...
JP: Can't be? It is! Vlad forgot for one moment that it was every man for himself and he paid the price. Yes, we can! 49-1! Yes, we can!

Oliveira, still in shock at what has happened, continues to gawk at the wreckage below. The plus-sized palm of the World's Furriest Athlete lands on the middle of his collarbone, fingers wrapping instinctively around the front of his neck. Another hand grabs at the back of his waistband, yanking him off of his feet and high into the air. KingBear turns only slightly, depositing the Genius over the top ropes and to the outside of the structure. Matthew lunges for the top rope and clings onto it with a death grip, his feet dangling along the side of the cage as he scrambles to find his footing. He quickly finds the edge of the frame in his panic and takes to it, KingBear seeing this all the while. The Big Man shoots for him, hoping to eliminate the Innovator and take control of the bout. Knuckles clash his temple as he tries, the strike leading him to back off as Oliveira climbs back in through the ropes.

JP: I'm so throwing a party tonight to celebrate!
Ray: Could you be more of an asshole?
JP: Sure, I could - but then you'd like me too much, gayboy.

[KingBear]

KingBear shakes off the fist to his head and moves in yet again, only to receive another fist to the head. KingBear stumbles back once more, The Genius capitalizes with a shoulder block, forcing the big man back even further. The stumbling Bear trips over Krylon on his way back and winds up flat on his back. Krylon gets up quickly after the trip and jumps at The Genius, throwing a forearm to his sternum. Matt O stumbles before letting a hard slap land on Krylons chest, Krylon flinches and returns the favor, slabbing The Innovator back. The two men trade slaps back and forth a bit before Oliveira gets tired of it and jumps into the air, mounting Krylon and forcing him to the ground before laying in a flurry of punches. Krylon does his best to cover up before planting his hands on the chest of The Genius and forcing him back to a somewhat sitting position. Krylon winds up and clocks The Innovator with a hard left then a hard right, causing Matt to fall back off of him.

JP: This match is devastating, simply put folks.

Ray: Yeah I guess I'd have to agree and I cant believe that Vlady Pooh lost... It's such a sad day.

JP: Cry me a river gay boy. I think this is a great day, Vladimir Strife is finally taken off his throne as he lays lifeless on the mats below the structure.

Purest: I can't believe you'd say that... That's a 20 foot drop give or take a few feet from his position. He could be seriously hurt.

JP: So?

Krylon jumps up after his successful defense and sees KingBear getting up and quickly charges over, stomping him back to the steel. KingBear looks up, confused at Krylon, and Krylon grins lightly before laying another boot into the big man. KingBear quickly rolls away from Krylon after about 4 boots to his back, Krylon chasing him the whole way. KingBear eventually makes it to the edge of the structure, grabbing the bottom rope before going off and Krylon sees a small opportunity, running forward and baseball sliding into the chest of the big man. KingBear does the best he can to hold on, his abdomen concaving slightly with the hit. Krylon continues to kick at the chest of the Bear, trying to force him off the structure. One last kick forces KingBear's lower half backwards and sends him hanging by the rope, completely off the structure. Krylon quickly gets up to stomp the fingers of the Bear but is stopped by Matt O who has no idea what's going on, only that he doesnt see KingBear anymore. Matt throws a hard elbow into the back of Krylon, forcing him into the ropes, he then grabs the arm of the bigger wrestler and pushes against the ropes before slinging him across the ring and into the ropes on the other side. Matt follows up as quickly as he can, jumping into the air and slamming into Krylon with a flying cross body.

JP: Matt Oliveira, The Hardcore Innovator, The Genius himself, just saved KingBear from elimination, this day just keeps getting better and better.

Ray: Well I hate to say it but I have to agree that I'm glad KingBear isnt eliminated but still... It's a sad day... I have to go buy all new T-Shirts that dont say Vlad is undefeated!

Purest: Wah! Cry me a river now! God, I know this sucks to see Vlad eliminated by his former Tag Partners doings but seriously... It's not that bad!

Matt rolls off of Krylon and jumps to his feet before going airborn and landing back down on Krylon with a leg drop to the sternum. Krylon coughs loudly from the hit and goes to roll away but Matt stops him and helps him to his feet. Matt then tucks the head of the big man under his arm and grabs his tights, he attempts to bring him up for a stall suplex but the weight of the Deviler is too much after lifting KingBear up. Krylon breaks from the grip of The Genius and launches a hard boot into the gut of the man. He then tucks Matt's head under his arm and grabs his tights before f alling backwards, planting the lockbox for Matts innovations hard into the steel. Krylon rolls away from Oliveira slowly before pushing himself to his feet, his hand lightly gripping his lower back from the impact on the steel. As Krylon turns to check on his progress with the Big Man, he is met with a hard Big Boot to his forehead. KingBear follows through the Boot, planting his foot over the shoulder of Krylon, he brings his other foot up and spins over the body of his former partner, before planting it opposite his foot.

JP: KingBear really knows how to dominate, all of his experience and his immense size do come in handy when in ANY match.

Ray: Mmm... Immense Size...

Purest: That sounds so gay..

JP: You think you'd hear anything else from this guy?

Purest: Well.. No.. But still

JP: There's no use arguing with it man.

The Bear Man looks down at Krylon, a look of disappointment in his eyes. KingBear slowly leans down and grabs the hair of the Deviler before bringing him to his knees in a kneeling position. Fire in his eyes, KingBear grips his hands together, lacing his fingers with each other, forming a would be sledge hammer. He then looks out to the standing ovation crowd and grins, "GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDNIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!" The crowd finishes for him. "SUUUUUUZIE!!!!!" KingBear moves to swing his patented finishing Axe Handle across the cheek of Krylon when he's interrupted by a hard hit from Matt Oliveira, sending KingBear stumbling forward, yet again tripping over Krylon. Matt follows through, leaping into the air and going horizontal, slamming down on KingBear and Krylon with a Standing Splash. Matt rolls away slowly and KingBear rolls off of Krylon as all 3 men lay on top of the steel structure, groaning lightly from the splash.

JP: HE JUST SAVED THE BRAIN PAN OF KRYLONG WITH THAT ATTACK THEN A SPLASH! Man Krylon should really thank Matt after that one.

Ray: No Goodnight Suzie? What? Why?

Purest: Well Ray, what happened was KingBear was about to do the move and Matt hit him in the back. That's why.

Ray: I know! But still... I like that move.

Matt is the first of the men to come to a kneeling position, Krylon slowly sits up after Matt gets to his kneeling position, Matt sees this and forces himself to his feet before lunging at Krylon. Krylon throws a quick European Uppercut to Matt, sending him off balance, Krylon then climbs up to his feet and charges in at Matt, Matt throws a lazy punch to Krylon who stops in his tracks. Krylon rubs his jaw lightly and laughs looking at Matt then tapping himself on the jaw as he tilts his head away from Matt, allowing him an open punch. The Genius grins lightly as he winds back and throws a hard right into the jaw of Krylon, sending him flopping onto his back with wide eyes. Matt laughs as he pats his fist, showboating a bit to Krylon after letting him know he can throw fists with the best of em. Krylon comes to a slow stand at the allowance of Matt and the two begin circling the top of the structure slowly, the two quickly lock up and Matt shifts his weight back and throws his hip into Krylon before bringing him down with a hip toss. Krylon jumps to his feet quickly and charges in at Matt who again throws Krylon down to the steel with a hip toss, again Krylon jumps up to his feet and charges in and again Matt tosses him with his hip.

JP: I dont know if Krylon is going to learn not to do that when Matt is on a roll but whatever.

Ray: JP, I dont think ANYONE will learn not to charge when someone is on a roll. It's wrestling, they basically have to run in and get tossed.

Purest: He does have a point Jimmy..

JP: I used to wrestle too, I know he has a point but I still wanted to say it!

Matt quickly surveys the scene around him before looking over and realizing that KingBear has made it to his feet, his eyes then dart back to Krylon who is also back to his feet. The three men all scan each other quickly as they begin to circle around the top of the structure, all three men waiting for the right moment to attack. After a few seconds of circling, Krylon charges in at KingBear, showing his Clothesline too early, KingBear ducks and runs at Matt who ducks a clothesline as well before jumping into the air and drop kicking Krylon as he rebounds from the ropes. Matt quickly scrambles to his feet and turns to KingBear, leaping into the air again but missing this drop kick as KingBear sidesteps and pushes down on his hip, forcing Matt to slam into the steel structure. Matt groans lightly before being forced to his feet by the big man who quickly ducks his opponent down and wraps his arms around his waist, KingBear hoists up powerfully, lifting The Genius and turning him in the air before slamming him down on the steel plates with a Gut Wrench Powerbomb. Matt writhes on the unforgiving structure in agony, his body still feeling the pain from the first stage. KingBear slowly comes off of the gut wrench and turns to check on Krylon who comes in high with the club from before, slamming it into the previously gashed forehead of Big Sexy. KingBear's eyes roll into the back of his head and blood sprays from the wound and he topples to the side and back, falling down on the steel in a heap of Bear.

JP: OH GOD! KingBear is busted open again by that damn weapon in The Devilers hand.

Ray: Duh!

JP: I swear I'm gonna kill you one of these days.

TBC

[Krylon]

Krylon ultimately stands tall with Matthew also trying to get back to his feet. King Bear stays unconscious after experiencing Krylon smashing him right from underneath his neck. The Black Devil ignores Matthew and walks towards King Bear, grabbing Bear by his arm using all his strength to lift up the super heavyweight Bear. Krylon pulls his left arm backwards and comes back even stronger further pushing his left arm right through King Bear’s face delivering a knock out fist frustrating Bear even more who’s still unconscious. Krylon delivers his rights and lefts to King Bear trying to take him towards the ropes looking for a quick elimination and taking advantage of the situation. Krylon’s own strength seems a bit far less to drag Bear towards the ropes so Krylon uses his arms and legs in a physical way to push back King Bear. The ace of the Death Squad continues wit his punches on King Bear finally setting him up on the ropes. Krylon takes a side step and foot-rushes forward opening up his right arm high into the air looking for a clothesline towards King Bear following a huge pop from the fans. Krylon connects with the clothesline but fails to knock King Bear off the cell considering his size. Krylon takes another side step, a bit further this time and charges at Bear again once again giving the super heavyweight a huge clothesline but yet failing to knock him off. The demonic blood hungry Krylon gets frustrated and takes a side step even more further failing to realize that Matthew is right behind him and suffering a knee right through his already hurt back bone by Matthew. Matthew looks to take the advantage of the scenario by knocking out Krylon and going forward to knock King Bear off the ropes. Krylon, the black devil one way or another makes his way back to the feet considering that the knee shot by Matthew couldn’t do full damage, and takes support from ropes trying to get back into his senses as he watches Matthew trying to throw the Bear down with red tears of blood tripping from the eyes of the Black Devil. Krylon rubs off the blood from his face trying to clear his vision towards the other two in the ring. Matthew realizes that he has no chance of throwing the Bear on his own and so he cheekily, tries attacking Krylon out of nowhere by charging at the Devil, who’s still trying to get his senses back, but the black Devil greatly evades the blazing shoulder block as Matthew runs right into the ropes almost falling off making a tight grip. Krylon though grabs Matthew by his throat, clutching his neck with immense pressure and shoves his right first onto his kisser insulting Matthew with a slap right across his kisser. A chorus of boos and cheers mix in disgust and relief respectively is heard from the EVPW fans around as King Bear tries to make his way back into action. Krylon though quickly bursts forward with his entire pace as he spears King Bear from behind when the giant had his back turned towards the apron. King Bear falls with a great impact on the surface. King Bear knocked out clearly indicated that Krylon and Matthew would either have to double team on Bear or knock out each other. Matthew and Krylon find each other right at the central spot of the cell at the top as both men glare at each other for a certain amount of time. Matthew though delivers a cheap shot by smashing his right leg through the groin of Krylon. Krylon comes back harder with an upper cut right from underneath the chin of Matthew followed by a few kicks in the groin putting Matthew in a half-sitting position. Krylon feels that this is the right time to go ahead with his classic Shining Wizard or the Death Wizard as Krylon calls it. Krylon looks at his left knee indicating that he is about to go for his smashing and damaging Death Wizard, another name for the Shining Wizard. Matthew was perfectly set up for the move as Krylon moves back, bounces off the ropes and rushes forward with blazing pace and immense speed, and strikes his left knee viciously onto Olievira’s face as Matthew’s skull kisses the huge knuckle like knee of Krylon. The huge blow to the head completely knocks out Matthew busting him open, causing internal bleeding from the mouth of Matthew.

JP

Holy shit, Matthew’s lights just got knocked off by Krylon.

Ray White

Derailing Death Wizard by Krylon, busting open Matthew. This match is very opened up right now with all three superstars having no fear and fighting it out. This match is TURNING ME ON!
JP
What the fuck? Yeah I always knew you had a thing or two for Bears and Demons.

King Bear at last finds his way back to the feet as Krylon indicates that he has hurt his left knee while hitting Matthew by grabbing it and taking a short rest. Krylon goes ahead toward King Bear, attempting and trying the side belly to belly suplex but King Bear’s size seems to be too much for such a move as King Bear with expert timing reverses it by smashing his elbow onto Krylon’s skull and King Bear out of nothing actually puts Krylon in a front facelock, hooks his tights, and lifts him up as if King was performing a vertical suplex. King Bear then jumps up and falls onto his back so that the Black Devil Krylon lands on his head while remaining vertical shaking the arena with Jack Hammer on Krylon out of thin air, Following the amazing Jack- Hammer adding more color to this match which is bound to go into the history books of EVPW. King Bear stands tall alone in the ring as Krylon and Matthew both lay down on the ground out of their senses. King Bear first places Krylon in a standing headscissors position bent forward with his head placed between the attacking King Bear’s thighs. The phenom of the Death Squad is then lifted up on the gigantic shoulders of King bear and slammed down back-first to the floor witnessing a powerful, eternally powerful Powerbomb at the hand of King Bear, odds on favorite to win right now. Matthew though gets enough time behind to recover and tries Irish-whipping Bear to the ropes, Matthew then waists no time and goes forward charging to a standing King Bear and giving him a huge bulldog right onto floor by grabbing his head from behind. The EVPW fans cheer with a brilliant noise and a pop this time as King Bear kisses the surface witnessing a bulldog by Matthew. Matthew notices Krylon knocked out who apparently hurt his ribs. Matthew picks up a hurt Krylon and tries Irish-whipping him over the ropes but Krylon with all his power reverses the Irish whip as this time Matthew rushes forward as a result of a reverse Irish Whip by Krylon, running in between, King Bear’s body comes right ahead of Matthew causing Matthew to trip off Bear’s body and falling to the ground. Krylon then grabs his ribs indicating clearly that he has an injury. Krylon and Matthew once again start to battle it out in the squared circle high above the Pit as Vladimir Strife is seen trying to get back to his feet on the Butcher tron. Vlad falls back on the ground but gives a sick smile to the crowd despite witnessing pain only a few have witnessed in the past, or maybe even more. However, high above in the match, Matthew grabs Krylon by the Devil of hell’s left arm and irish whips him, Krylon bounces off the ropes as Matthew opens up his body and left arm trying to go for a clothesline but Krylon expertly lowers his head and evades it continuing to run towards the other side of the ropes but just when he is about to bounce back, King bear out of nowhere quickly raises his knee and smashes it into the already injured ribs-groin part of Krylon inflicting damage to a part where Krylon is already unbalanced. Krylon doesn’t fall on the surface and goes forward holding the painful ribs of his as Matthew drapes his opponent Krylon over to his shoulder in a fireman carry type position, and then falls backwards driving the Deviler down to the mat on his back countering Krylon’s own momentum into a brilliant Samoan Drop. King Bear however with all his experience in the ring doesn’t give up and gets back again trying to shake off his blood, Matthew comes forward towards the superheavyweight but King Bear with all his strength grabs Matthew by his neck and uses his hard head to strike Matthew’s skull and dazes him with a huge Head-butt breaking the actively picked up momentum of Matthew.

JP
Krylon has injured his ribs and has suffered even worse right now as King Bear once again stands tall.

Ray White
Well, I love this match; no superstar is ready to give up. Krylon is showing great heart in this match and putting up some great fight, King Bear has a major reputation to protect and Matthew is as talented as anyone can get.

King Bear grab’s Matthew right leg trying to drag him towards the ropes, Matthew however kicks King Bear trying to break the hold but King Bear’s power seems too much as he quickly pulls Matthew resulting in Matthew coming nearer to the ropes which might just eliminate him. Matthew however tries to fight back using a few kicks from his legs but King Bear using his immense power picks him up, irish whips Matthew and runs towards him extending his arm out from the side of the body and parallel to the ground, hitting Matthew in between the neck and chest area knocking him over to the surface delivering a very effective and damaging Clothesline. King Bear looks around and poses to the crowd as the crowd give mixed reactions to the super heavyweight. King Bear then goes after Matthew again and lifts him up with a very evil look on his face, puts Matthew in a front facelock, hooks his tights and lifts him up as if performing a vertical suplex and then smashes Matthew on the mat with a huge impact delivering an amazing Brain Buster on Matthew. The crowd goes wild with the huge impact as King Bear suddenly picks up a much needed momentum. The gothic monster Krylon though one way or another battles his way back to the feet as Bear turns around and glares at Krylon holding his ribs trying to get up.

JP
Bear and Krylon, reminding me of the old King Kong and Godzilla cartoons. Wow.

King Bear gives time to Krylon as the Deviler regains his stamina,. Krylon slowly finds his way back to his feet, as King Bear gives an evil smile waiting for Krylon to make the move. The Black Devil though has his own ideas as he out of nowhere, without any indication turbo rushes forward with rocket like pace jumping in the air, using athletism, applies the front facelock to King Bear in an elevated position, jumps forward and swings around to fall backwards and drops King Bear’s head onto the mat delivering the brilliant Tornado DDT knocking out the super heavyweight King Bear, inflicting merciless damage to King Bear finishing the amazing momentum which was picked up by Bear. Krylon stands behind King Bear and places him an inverted face lock, hooks the Bear’s near arm with his own free arm and then pulls Bear backwards and up, wrenching the neck of the experienced and aged King Bear applying the Dragon Sleeper. Krylon exerts more pressure as King continues to scream in pain as the crowd witnesses King Bear locked in a Dragon Sleeper by Krylon. King Bear tries to fight his way back but Krylon with all his technical ability sets him up in a sitting position and places his knee behind the Bear’s back adding more pressure to the hold. Bear continues to scream in pain as Krylon exerts even more pressure considering the size of King Bear. The crowd starts clapping their hands urging the King to fight back. King Bea uses his immense power to grab the hands of Krylon and smashing him down over his own body reversing it expertly. King Bear quickly makes his way back to the feet as Krylon also gets up following the amazing reversal by King Bear. The hardcore superman Matthew however grabs Krylon from behind but the Demon stays alert and delivers a low blow with his legs right through the legs of Matthew. Krylon turns around, grabs Matthew and turns him upside-down and smashes him onto the mat in a kneeling position driving Matthew’s head onto the mat, causing a huge impact and inflicting even more damage to Matthew with a thunderous Tombstone Piledriver as King Bear watches on. The crowd heats up as Krylon sprints forward towards King Bear after delivering a tombstone to Matthew. Krylon tries going for a clothesline but Bear lowers his head and evades Krylon by side stepping, Krylon bounces off the ropes and comes back turbo rushing towards King Bear flying high looking for a clothesline in air but the superheavyweight King Bear expertly grabs Krylon in mid air, reaches between his leg with one arm and reaches around his back from the same side with his other arm. And then lifts Death Squad’s ace higher, so he is horizontal across King Bear’s body, and then the huge King Bear falls backwards over his head down to the mat first, delivering a brilliant fall away slam to Krylon causing a huge impact and turn around in the match.

Ray White
What a fall away slam by King Bear on Krylon. Everytime one superstar gets momentum, the other one breaks it one way or another. It can’t get better!





TBCB.

[KingBear]

KingBear stares on at the Butcher-Tron his eyes burning fire like never before, the other 2 men in the ring can almost feel his heart pounding faster and faster as he gets more and more pissed off. He lets out a loud roar from deep down inside his body, the entire arena can feel the reverbirations from the roar. KingBear quickly spins in his place and looks at Krylon and Matt who are both sitting up in the middle of the ring, watching the butcher-tron and realizing what Nicholas Carson just did. The two men leap to their feet and charge at KingBear, attempting a double Clothesline but KingBear ducks the clothesline and the two men hit the ropes. On the rebound from the ropes, KingBear charges in slamming his trunk-like arms into the chests of the two men, planting them hard on the steel. He then kicks Krylon hard in the ribs before leaning down and rolling him over on top of Matt. The hatred, fear and anger boiling in the eyes of the Bear tell everybody one thing as he turns and makes his way towards the turnbuckle. KingBear climbs out through the second and middle rope and slowly begins climbing the turnbuckle, as soon as he gets to the top, his weight presses down on the ropes as he tries to steady himself on the top turnbuckle. KingBear looks back at the tron, fire still in his eyes, "YOU WANT A CAR?! HOW ABOUT A BEAR?!"

JP: He isnt thinking what I think he's thinking... He better not be... This is going to kill someone I think...

Ray: NO! Dont do it Big Sexy!

Purest: Man, part of me wants to start chanting 'Jump! Jump! Jump!'

JP: Oh My God! He's jumping! He's fucking going for it! NO! I can't believe this! We're witnessing a man commiting either Suicide or Homocide right now folks!

Ray: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! *Ray screams*

The Bear Man looks down at Vlad's body before jumping off of the turnbuckle, letting his body flip in the air for a slow moonsault before his 379lb frame slams down hard on Vladimir Strife the crowd lets out a loud gasp at the impact. The vibration and sound of the impact sickening, both, as well as the sight of what happened, seem they will live on in the minds of everyone watching. After the hit, JP runs over from his table and rolls KB off of Vlad before telling Ray to call for the paramedics. A quick pan to the Tron shows a look of horror on the face of Sang and a look of surprise on the face of Nicholas Carson. The cameraman quickly comes back down to the paramedics as they're rushing down the ramp to the side of the structure from hell. The paramedics check the pulses of the two bosses and make sure they're alive before standing up and moving over to Lizzie, asking her to call the match.

Lizzie: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to announce that this match will-"

"No..." A low voice is heard from KingBear's lifeless body, the paramedics turn on their heels and look down surprised at the Co-Owner of EVPW, still being concious, much less alive. The scene quickly cuts back to the Tron where Sang's look of horror has turned to a look of pleading. The camera then cuts back to KingBear who has rolled from his back to his stomach, his hands planted on the mats outside the cage. KingBear presses hard, trying to push himself off of the ground and the medics rush to his side trying to help him up but KingBear growls and yanks his arms away. The medics back off slowly at the threatening sound of a bear growling as KingBear again tries to force himself to atleast a kneeling position but again he fails, this time as he falls he rolls to his side, gripping at his ribs loosely, pain shooting throughout his entire body, his mind telling him to quit as it flashes back to his first big fall similar to this, his Hardcore Tag Team Match. His mind flashes again to the roof of the arena, that horrid night when he went off of the top of the arena with three other men and barely came out of it with his life. Sledge flashes in his mind, then Brett Steel and finally his good, old friend, Hyper Elf. KingBear shakes his head in refusal, not allowing his fears or his mind to let him stay down as he rolls back to his stomach and plants his hands on the mat. Seconds turn into hours for the big man as he looks down at the mat, now the only thing in his mind is his wife, Sang. He presses hard on the mat and brings his knees under himself for support. A victorious sigh escapes his lips as he leans down from his knees, resting his head on the mat as he grips at his ribs again.

JP: I can't believe he's alive! KingBear is alive and he's moving! Folks this is a moment for the record books. Anyone here tonight has seen the impossible as is usual for this amazing show. KingBear has risked his life to get his beautiful wife out of the clutches of that madman.

Ray is having a panic attack, still not over what just happened.

Purest: Calm down Ray.. Breathe, here... Here's a paper bag.. *Purest pulls a paper bag out from under the announce table and hands it to Ray*

JP: He'll be alright, he's done this before.. Just give him some time. Oh my god! Would you listen to this crowd!

The crowd starts chanting loudly "Get up KB! Get up! *clap clap clap* Get up KB! Get up! *clap clap clap*" The sounds of the crowd creep into the ears of the Big Man and he slowly looks up before crawling closer to the announcers desk, slapping his hands down on the desk. He uses all the strength he has in his body to pull himself up from the kneeling position, again the medics rush over to try and help him up and again he pushes them off, "If I'm going to stand I'm doing it of my own free will!" is picked up by the announcers mics. The medics back off and KingBear, forces himself higher, his legs wobbling underneath him, unable to get to a good spot, his face turning red as he struggles more and more to come to a standing position. Seconds are now turning into days for the big man as he continues to try to stand, the crowd in his ears and his wife on his mind. What seems like a miracle finally happens as KingBear's legs steady under him and he rises up shakily, just as he gets to a standing base he begins falling backwards before slamming against the cage. The crowd errupts into cheers as the big man smiles triumphantly before sliding down the cage and sitting at the feet of Vladimir Strife. He turns his head up and looks up at the top of the structure to see Matt Oliveira and Krylon staring down at him wide eyed at the fact that he made it to a vertical base.

JP: What a momentous night this has been folks, we here at EVPW have witnessed near deaths and miracles, and this kind of stuff happens constantly on this amazing show.

Ray: *gasps* He's *gasps* UP!

Purest: Actually, he's sitting down but he WAS up...

TBC

[Vladimir Strife]

As the legend's name passes the audience's lips over and over, the hometown hero begins to grab at the cage behind him. His heart pounding from the pandemonium in the arena and the thought of his beautiful wife fallen prey to the sickest mind in the company, a million little thoughts race through his mind, the urgency of this situation pushing him as he pulls back to a standing position. The surge of adrenaline recharges his proverbial batteries, the Bear King brushing off the fall that would have landed most men in the emergency room. There was no time to be wasted, no time for petty things like pain and fear... only an impending urgency to destroy the man he once called a brother and save the woman he held nearest and dearest to his heart. KingBear bends down, clawing at the motionless shell of Vladimir and lifting him from the black mats, now slick with the sweat from their bodies. He places Strife's gut onto his shoulder, raising the King onto it so that he may tote him about.

JP: It looks like KingBear isn't done with this one yet. No sir, not at all!
Purest: And he won't be until he eliminates him from this bout. The problem is, how the hell is Vlad going to even get back up there in his shape?

Almost as if to answer the guest commentator, Nathan slips his fingers through the holes in the caging, giving it a tug before raising his foot and to it, preparing to drag the bounty back into the warzone. 20 feet above them, Matthew Oliveira spots opportunity and grabs the distracted Krylon, shoving him towards the ropes and trying to elevate him over. The Black Demon snaps out of the trance, shifting his focus from the legends below to the need to survive, clutching the uppermost cable to his chest, arms wrapped tightly about in a hug of desperation. The Genius pounds away at his body, large shots finding their marks across the kidneys and spine of Deviler, sending his facial features into a cringe with every punch. Matthew relinquishes his pursuit, making his way towards the wooden equalizer that's been left idle in the middle of the metal platform. Krylon finds his footing inside the makeshift ring and takes no time realizing what has diverted his opponent's attention.

As the Innovator of Intensity comes back to his height, the weapon in his hand, the sudden impact jerks his body forth. Matt drops to his hands and knees from the tackle, the club falling out of his grasp and sliding across the steel surface before disappearing over the edge. The solitary weapon left in the match plops to the floor, a cruel reminder of the fate that awaits the combatants. He rolls himself to the side, a jutted elbow sharply crashing against Deviler's temple and batting him away. The men scramble to their feet as KingBear's fingers now press down on the outer edge of the cage's roof. Carefully, he rolls Strife under the bottom rope, pushing himself in closely behind him. 269 lbs is no easy load though, the Bear panting heavily with exhaustion as his second wind begins to wear off. A look towards the titantron sends a new wave rushing through, chills running his spine as Nicholas waves to him with the pistol, persuading him not to stop. He springs back into action, struggling valiantly as he muscles his way to a vertical base.

JP: There is just no stopping KingBear! I'm happy to see it, but I can't say the same about why. That sick bastard is threatening to kill Sang unless KingBear eliminates Vlad and ends his streak!
Ray: And she was such a nice woman too... But forget about it, JP. Vlad still has a breath in his body and as long as he does, there's no stopping him!
Purest: Ray.. I hate to burst your bubble, but Vlad's out like a light. Pending a miracle, Strife is done for...
JP: Undoubtedly! I mean, how the hell is he going to stop KingBear when he's unconscious? The truth is though, that KingBear is barely in any better of a shape and even if he DOES eliminate Vlad, he still has Oliveira and Krylon to deal with.

Now standing, Matthew swings a heavy right hand for the chin of Krylon, the youngster evading the blow by ducking underneath it. The low road only leaves him open to further danger, the Ayatollah of Anarchy wrapping his arm around Deviler's neck and latching on. He tilts his head back, raising his free arm high at his side in a crucifix pose to signal for the Magnum DDT. The Black Demon, having studied up on his foes, grips the jean shorts of Oliveira and straightens his body, holding the Hardcore Genius high into the air. Walking forward, Krylon brings his catch's feet over the top rope, setting him down on the outskirts. He balls his fist, launching it between the ropes and into the stomach of the parasite that refuses to let him go. Turning the tables once more, the Canadian thrusts a leg up and over the middle rope, back into ring the side of safety. Planting it firmly and taking another stiff crack to the ribs, the former tag team champion brings his other leg in through the rope. As a third blast of knuckles slams into his torso, Matthew leans himself backwards, sitting on the middle rope as he presses his lower limbs to Krylon's hips, placing the tops of his feet against one another, he locks into an improvised Guillotine choke. Deviler's oxygen is cut off from the brain, the star fighting to rip free from the submission.

Purest: Amazing! Oliveira has Krylon in a Guillotine Choke through the ropes! I've never seen anything like it in my entire career!
JP: And that same for me. An absolutely incredible submission by Matt. You know, you hear so much about this star's hardcore tactics that it's easy to forget just how formidable Oliveira is even without the weapons.
Ray: Get up, Vlad...
JP: Are you STILL on that? Give it up, crybaby! You do realize that he's not the only person in this match, right?
Ray: I do realize... he's just the only one that matters.

Ray sticks his tongue out at his broadcast partner, garnering an open handed slap to the back of the head. Atop the cage, the world's furriest athlete lifts Vladimir, ready to dispose of him once and for all. He carelessly shoves the Undefeated Behemoth into the nearest corner, turning towards the titantron to address Nicholas Carson.

"IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT, NICHOLAS?! YOU WANT ME TO DUMP HIM OVER THE TOP AND DOWN ONTO HIS HEAD?! Well... You've got it!"

A smile slinks across the face of the clown faced sociopath, indeed pleased with KingBear's promise. The 6'10" co-owner tucks Strife's head down between thighs, lurching forward to loop his arms around Vlad's stomach. With a mighty yank, the Czar of Scars is flipped forward into a seated position on top of the mountain of a man. The arena surrounding them, the screams pour out of the blood-thirsty patrons and through the air. "JACKKNIFE! JACKKNIFE! JACKKNIFE!" The legendary powerhouse takes a final look up to the ally turned opposition, the vision obscured by the oncoming digits that cram into his eye sockets, momentarily blinding him. The shock and agony lowers his guard, Strife being dropped back to his feet as KingBear's nurses the effects, palms presses firmly over his eyes. He goes down to one knee to avoid being left vulnerable to elimination. The Titan of Terror leans across the ropes, finally gathering his bearings, his sights drifting back and forth between his former mentor and his weeping sister.