Glass Tables Match: Chris Pyro vs. Brian Brooks

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Fans are buzzing over the excitement of the From The Ashes PPV action so far. Assistants are seen carefully carrying and setting up Glass Tables for the next match. Lizzie is seen in the middle of the ring with a refree by her side. She lifts the mic to her lips.

Lizzie:
The following contest is a Glass Tables Match. The only way to win is for one of the two stars to not be able to stand up or say I Quit.

The lights go out for a few seconds. In the midst of the silence, a girls voice hauntingly begins to come over the PA System.

Careful What You Do Because God Is Watching Your Every Move.

Then blaring drums, guitars and a gutteral scream blare over the PA System as "Repetition of Hatred" By Dir En Grey begins to play over the PA System. Chris Pyro emerges from the backstage area wearing his high-collared trench coat with red clouds and oversized sleeves, black boots, black strapped ninja headband that has a metal plate over the forehead and a slash through the middle of a styalized leaf. He begins to slowly walk to the ring as fans begin hurling obscenities at Chris.

Lizzie:
Coming to the ring first, from Toronto Ontario Canada. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and thirty pounds. He's the leader of Nikushimi Aku. The "Rogue Ninja" Chris Pyro.

Chris' cold gaze locks onto Lizzie who looks afraid of the fact that Pyro is bloodthirsty. The fans are starting a "FUCK YOU PYRO!" chant, spewing hatred to the man who attempted to murder his best friends. Pyro ignores them as he reaches the bottom of the staging continuing to look at Lizzie.


JP:
This match is going to be brutal, both these men have a deep seated hatred for each other.. My question is, we all know Pyro does not care about Brian anymore, but does Brian Brooks have a soft spot still for his former friend?

RW:
I agree Pyro doesn't care about Brian, or really anyone. We've seen him start growing Nikushimi Aku with the likes of that twisted vixen Czarina and Ivan Archer. Chris has been out for blood, and this match is just perfect for that.

Pyro turns to the steps and walks up them and ducks under the top rope. Pyro walks to the corner opposite the staging area and kneels laying his katana underneath the turnbuckles. He walks over to a frigthened Lizzy and grabs her mic, then locks his eyes back onto the staging area.

Chris:
Brian Brooks. I'd really consider what you're getting yourself into. I know you don't care about your safety, but what about Amanda Hallsworth? If you are not here to save her because you are stuck in a hospital bed from blood loss, who will be here to protect her from me? What's to stop me from sending Czarina Senrgulf and Ivan Archer after her? Brian Brooks, if you choose to come out here and fight me here tonight, there is no saving her from my clutches. I'd stay in the back. Quit this match.

Pyro toses the mic to Lizzie and awaits what is bound to happen. Fans booing him for his comments.

[brianbrooks]

[The scene pans out sweeping over the crowd whom are all sitting in their seats waiting for the next segment when the lights begin to dim, engulfing the arena in darkness as a beat starts up over the P.A. as a eerie blue spotlight shines upon the stage. A lone figure stands in the middle of the light wearing a pair of baggy black jeans and a tight black T, with his head lowered so that his shoulder length hair obscures his face from the crowd. As the song picks up words emit from the speakers throughout the arena and Rusted From The Rain by: Billy Talent is recognized by the crowd and they all get to their feet as the first words are sung.

I stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain
There's nothing left to salvage, no-one left to blame
Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain

Dissect me 'til my blood runs down into the drain
My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins
I'm nothing but a tin man, I don't feel any pain
I don't feel any pain, I'm rusted from the rain

Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
Go on...strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains
And if...I'm the King of cowards, you're the Queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain.

The man suddenly throws his head back causing his hair to flip back behind him and revealing the face of the once thought of dead, Brian Brooks. He throws his fist up into the air as a small pyro show goes off behind him. The fans all erupt into cheers. Brian stares out at the crowd with a crocked grin that lightens his facial features. He starts toward the ring as Lizzie raises the mic to her lips.

::Lizzie Morna::
Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome, from Toronto Ontario Canada, weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds...Brian Brooks!

The crowd screams louder as Lizzie finishes and Brian reaches the fans on the sides of the entrance ramp and begins slapping hands with as many people as he can while keeping a forward movement to wards the ring. He suddenly stops mid way down the ramp and raises a mic that had been passed to him by a unseen ring attendant in the crowd. The music cuts out as he begins to speak.

::Brooks::
Chris...now before I come down to that ring I just want to say that you can threaten Amanda all you want thinking it might stop me from killing you tonight and if you send your little minions out after Amanda well number one she can handle herself quite well and number two they can thank you because I'd send 'em right to hell with you... but hey I get it you're scared.... You don't want to get hurt tonight, no you don't because.....YOUU ARE THE BIGGEST PUSSY IN THIS ARENA!!! And You Don't Want To have To Face The Consequences For Your Actions! Well TOO BAD MOTHERFUCKER CAUSE YOU END TONIGHT!

Brian lowers the mic and with his eyes set in a glare he walks the rest of the way to ringside and through a isle the ring crews had left by the ring so he could still get into it. The tables sit side by side with no space between them creating a continuous glistening sparkle of surface. The tables extend all the way to barrier that blocks ringside from the crowd, taking three tables wide. Brian wipes his nose with his thumb allowing a chuckle to escape and then he looks to the crowd and lets out a boar like yell. The crowd give a roar of pleasure before finally he climbs onto the apron and then steps onto the second rope bounces off it springing into the air where he turns his back to wards the ring, lands on the top rope with another bounce and then does a majestic back flip into the ring landing perfectly.


::Pate::
This my friends is a blood feud both men want it and this match tonight will more then give it to them.


::White::
Yes and this match will continue until either one man quits or one man can't get up.


Brian spins to face Chris who raises his mic to speak once again.

TBC

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Pyro raises the mic to his lips, eyes locked onto Brian. Brian's eyes look into the cold red eyes of Pyro, searching for any sign that his friend might be in them. Sadly, he finds no trace. Just the cold hearted man his friend has turned into.

Pyro:
Brian Brooks. You can say that I'm scared. You can call me a pussy. But Brian Brooks, look what I have done these last few months. Are those the actions of a scared man? Amanda Hallsworth is in danger with you out here. How do you know Czarina Senrgulf and Ivan Archer aren't already there, torturing her? Brian Brooks, you show guts coming out here. Perhaps, I won't prolong your suffering. Maybe I will just end you as quickly as that whore of a mother gave birth to you!

With those last words coming out of Chris' mouth, Pyro drives the bottom end of the microphone into Brian's skull. Brian stumbles backwards from the shot, not expecting Pyro to make a move so suddenly. Brian looks up just in time to see a round house kick coming at his head and get an arm up to cushion the blow a little bit, still bringing him down to one knee. Brian tries to get some semblance of thought, but before he could he feels a quick tug on his hair and his rudely pulled up to his feet. Pyro turns Brian to face him. Chris rotates his arm and connects along the jaw of Brian with a European Upper-Cut. Brian stumbles backwards, unable to gain enough thought to form a game plan to take back some ground that he is losing to Pyro. Pyro throws a hard right handed punch to the face of Brian, causing Brooks to fall into the turnbuckle. Pyro hits a few forearm shots to Brian’s face, then runs across the ring. Brian realizing this is his best chance to get some advantage, follows Chris across the ring. Just as Chris turns around in the opposite corner, Brian jumps into the air and connects with a corner dropkick to Pyro’s face, stunning the Ninja.

JP:
After a strong opening assault by Chris Pyro, Brian has managed to take some advantage back by making Chris pay for losing focus early on. Now it’s just Brian needs to keep this advantage up and make Pyro either unable to stand to his feet or to say he quits.

RW:
That won’t happen. Chris Pyro has made it his mission to destroy his friend, he won’t give up so quickly.

Pyro sits in the corner holding his face from where Brian’s boots met. Brian gets back to his feet and begins stomping down on Pyro’s chest hard, forcing Pyro’s body to rebound into his boot on every stomp. Brian stops and gets into the face of Pyro. “You son of a bitch. I don’t care how close we were, I’m going to kill you here!” Brian then grabs the head of Pyro and lifts him over his head in a Military Press position. Pyro sees what Brian is thinking and fights off of Brooks and lands on his feet behind his opponent. Pyro quickly grabs the head and tights of Brian and tries to throw him over the top rope. Brian not wanting to end up losing blood so early grips the top rope to stop from crashing hard through the tables. Pyro then runs across the rope, determined to make Brian hurt. As Pyro nears Brian, Brooks ducks in between the top and middle rope driving his shoulder into Pyro’s stomach. Brian then stands up right, still with his shoulder buried in Pyro’s midsection, and backdrops Pyro over the ropes and into two of the glass tables. The sound of glass shattering and tables breaking resonates throughout the Solid Core Gymnasium.

JP:
OH MY! Pyro is the first to go through the tables. But how much damage was actually done? With Pyro’s coat on not much damage could be done to Pyro’s body.

The ref quickly gets out of the ring, making sure not to get caught on any shards of glass. Pyro has already rolled over, his jacket shredded by the glass is quickly discarded leaving Pyro with only a black fishnet shirt covering his upper body. His hands and a bit of his neck and head are cut by the glass. Brooks gets out of the ring and grabs a shard of glass, grips the long hair of Pyro and slices the forehead of Pyro, causing more blood to spew from the body of his once best friend.

[brianbrooks]

Pyro gasps in agony from the glass cutting deep into his flesh. Brian then throws Chris for wards onto his stomach and causing Pyro's face to smash of the hard padding. Brian walks around his former friend till he reaches the exposed ribs and kicks out causing a loud sound of boot against skin to echo through the crowd. Brian lets out a boar like yell of rage and throws his fists into the air where the crowd respond with a roar of pleasure for the fan favorite.

::Pate::
Brian has now taken control of this match and bot does he look like hes on his game tonight but it is still early in the match.

::White::
Yea and I have a feeling we are about to see if Brian can hold up to EVPW standards after his time away....

Brian turns to the ring and slides on his stomach into the middle of the ring where he stands to his feet and whips his head to look to the outside, causing his hair to whip around him wildly. He begins bouncing on his feet in anticipation for the move he is setting up for.

On the outside Chris pyro pushes himself up onto his hands and knees, from there slowly to his feet and as soon as Brian saw his old friend almost on his feet, he took off into the ropes farthest away, rebounding at top speed running full steam at the opposite set of ropes. Seconds before reaching the ropes Brian jumps into the air and goes soaring over the top rope head first and as his upper body passed the rope Brian doubles over causing his feet to whip around in the air before they connect hard with the shoulder of Chris causing both men to collapse to the mats where the first two tables lay in ruin.

Brian begins clutching his backside where he landed on it while Chris rolls around in pain doing everything he can to make sure no sound escapes him. Slowly Brian pushes himself up and due to a major charlie horse in his left leg he is forced to hobble around a bit trying to shake the knot out. This allows Chris enough time to get to his feet unchecked by Brian who's back is turned.

::Pate::
Better Watch out Brooks! He's on his feet!

::White::
Oh no.....

Chris charges across the little space and as Brian turns, Chris puts one hand under Brian's throat and one behind a knee then he lifts Brian high up into the air takes a few quick steps and slams Brooks back first through a glass table causing it shatter with shards flying in every direction and Brian to cry out in agony as he hits the ground.

Chris stands over Brian as he squirms and writhes in pain as shards of glass buried in his skin shift with each movement. Chris smiles down at his opponent knowing that he has the opportunity to put the match away if only he can cause enough pain to make Brian quit. So he turns toward the ring again and slowly walks to the apron which he grabs and throws back over the ring exposing an area under the ring. Chris bends down and his eyes sweep the contents of the ring looking for the object he desired. He soon spots what he wants and he grabs a silver bucket and pulls it out. With the bucket in hand he goes back to where Brian still lays on the mats trying to move as little as possible. Chris takes his toe and rolls Brian onto his back as he screams in pain at the movement. Chris then raises the bucket up and puts his second hand in and pulling out of the bucket a fist full of white.

::Pate::
I-Is th-that salt?

::White::
Oh come on Chris that's not right....

::Pate::
He's a sick sick man...

Chris plants a foot on the lower part of Brian's back and then dumps the bucket of salt all over Brian's back making Brian to scream out in pain and struggle frantically to escape his only feeling, a feeling of extreme pain. Chris begins laughing in a high pitched hysterical laugh that chills the bones of the fans watching.

Chris steps back allowing Brian to roll away grabbing at his back doing everything he can to try and stop the burning sensation of flesh and salt. Chris then shouts at someone in the crowd and suddenly a microphone comes flying through the air and Pyro catches it gracefully. Chris walks to Brian and bends down grabbing his former partners long hair and dragging him into a sitting position. Chris bends down so that the sweaty face of Brian is inches from the bloody one of Chris'

::Chris::
Brian end your suffering now! Quit this match and leave Eagle Vision Pro Wrestling forever and I shall forget you even existed to defy me....

Brian's head swims in a blur of colors due to the excruciating amount of pain he is in. After a moment Brian's blue eyes find the cold red of Chris' and he remembers why he is here and staring Chris full in the face he opens his mouth to speak.

::Brian::
You know wh-what.....FUCK YOU! YOU"RE GUNNA HAVE TO KILL ME TO WIN THIS MATCH!

The fans erupt into a roar of pleasure beginning a "BROOKS, BROOKS, BROOKS!" chant rocking the ceiling of the arena. Chris looks down at his feet and then says very softly.

::Chris::
So be it...

With barely a pause Chris brings his knee up driving his knee into the nose of Brooks and a shower of blood spews from the now broken nose of Brian Brooks, as he falls onto his back staring at the ceiling his eyes sliding in and out of focus. Chris steps back and like a man on a mission charges back to the ring apron where he dives under the table again and this time he begins to pull out a long sheet of glass with two branches off it and as it finally comes completely visible the crowd let out a gasp as they realize....

::Pate::
WHAT! THE FUCK?? THAT"S A FUCKIN' GLASS CROSS!!!!!

::White::
IS HE GUNNA CRUCIFY BRIAN!!!!!!

Chris quickly begins setting the specially made cross table up and soon it stands of its own accord and only now do the fans realize their is razor wire attached to the cross and from their position it looked as though it was meant to bind one to the cross.

Chris looks at his downed opponent and begins to wards Brian. As Chris gets halfway there Brian rolls over and begins to push himself up to his hands and knees. Pyro hurries his steps and as he reaches Brian he brings a foot up intending to drive it into the skull of Brian who at the last moment manages to throw his body out of the way causing Chris to run into a table hitting his midsection pausing him long enough for Brooks to get to his feet and as Chris turns to attack again he is met underneath the chin with a super kick that crushes his jaw together sending him back onto a table where he lays with his legs dangling and unmoving.

::Pate::
Way to get back in 'er Brian!

::White::
Well done Brian! Well done indeed!

After the kick Brian himself falls back wards allowing himself a short rest before laboriously pushing himself once again back to a vertical base. He looks around and sees the invention of his partner. He quickly grabs Chris by the hair and drags his former friend to the cross table. Brooks forces Chris down onto the cool glass back first and then goes to Chris' arms and quickly binds Chris to the table.

Brian turns back to the ring and runs to the apron. He hops up on it and then he grabs the top rope and looks back at his enemy. Then he makes a decision and quickly hops onto the second rope bouncing up onto the top rope and then with a final bounce off it he springs into the air curling into a ball and grabbing his shines and sending himself flipping back wards. He does two full rotations before spreading his arms and legs wide and crashing chest upon chest on top of Chris causing both men to crash through the cross table and leaving both men laying face down in a pool of blood unmoving.

::Pate::
OH MY GAWD! Two full rotations!

::White::
That had to be more then painful all that weight coming down upon someone!

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Brian rolls off of the body of Chris, and rolls into the ring to seperate himself from Pyro and give him some more time to think. Pyro sits up and looks at his shoulder where some shards of glass are embedded. Chris begins pulling them out, giving little winces of pain as they start to come out. Pyro stands to his feet and looks into the ring, where Brooks is already charging him. Brian goes to jumps over the top rope again, this time Pyro is smart enough and puts a table in his places as Brooks' body smashes hard through the glass, sending shards everywhere causing fans in the first few rows to cover their faces from the flying glass. Brooks yells out in pain both from the crash landing, and the glass that has sliced his arms, back and head. Pyro drops to a knee, throwing his jacket that was discarded earlier away from him again after whiping some blood off of his arms with it. Pyro then gets to his feet and grabs a table. Pyro leans on the table catching his breath.

After a short rest Pyro lifts the table and puts it down on its side and puts the legs down, sliding it into the ring. Pyro walks over to where Brooks is lying and grabs a larger peice of unbroken glass, lines up Brooks and smashes it off the face of his once long time friend, causing Brooks to bleed from various places on his face. Pyro then slides into the ring and grabs the table as he gets to his feet. Pyro slides it over to the far corner of where Brooks is, and leans it against the turnbuckle. Happy with its position, Pyro quickly runs and slides out of the ring where Brooks is. Pyro gets a second wind seemingly and begins stomping down hard on the chest of Brooks.

Pate:
It's hard to believe that at one point these two we're close friends, almost family. Since Pyro's rebirth in recent months, and the return from the dead of his best friend, Pyro has been on a violent and brutal rampage.

White:
I agree. These two have been practically at each others throats, especially since this match began. This is far from the end, and probably going to be one of the bloodiest bouts here tonight.

Pyro grabs the head of Brooks and slams it into the glass covered apron, then forces him into the ring. Pyro slides in after, gripping Brian's head and delivers a series of punches, opening several of the cuts wider. Pyro gets to his feet, dragging Brooks with him. Pyro forearm smashes the back of Brian, and sits him against the glass table in the corner. Brian has a dazed look in his eyes as Pyro crosses to the opposite side of the ring. Chris then charges across, flipping at the last second going for a Cannonball into the corner. Brian snaps back to reality just in time to get himself out of the way of Pyro, as Chris smashes through the table, sending more glass on the ring, floor and audience. Pyro lets out a painful cry of pain as both men once again are laying in the ring bloody and in unexplainable pain.

Brooks rolls over to his face and sees the body of Pyro laying in the corner on his neck, shards of glass and table laid on the mat around him. Brooks shakes his head getting the blood out of his eyes the best he can. As Brooks crawls over to Pyro, he doesn't see Pyro reach just underneath the lip of the apron, pulling out a black egg. Pyro smashes it in his hand as fans begin to scream to Brooks to beware of Pyro's hand. Before Brooks can understand why the fans are screaming and pointing to Pyro, Pyro throws the white contents of the egg into Brooks' eyes. Brooks rolls onto his back holding his face.

Pate:
Last time Pyro used that, he tried to kill Chris Hammers... Could Pyro really be preparing to murder Brian Brooks?

White:
Who knows with Chris Pyro anymore. We could be witnessing the end of Brian Brooks, and Chris will make sure to complete the job this time.

Pyro rolls over to his stomach, pushing himself to one knee. Pyro reaches into his boot and pulls out a razer on a small stick. A dark smile creeps across the face of Pyro as he removes his headband. Pyro walks over to Brooks and begins to stab Brian, who lets out cries of pain as the razor rips his skin. Pyro has a sadistic look on his face as he grabs the tuft of Brooks' hair. He then puts the razor to the unscarred flesh of Brian, dragging the blade across Brian's head causing blood to slowly flow from his head. This feud becoming increasingly violent with every passing second.

Pyro then pulls Brian to his feet looking him dead in the eye and the eerily calm and cold voice of Pyro can just be heard in the camera "Brian Brooks. This war will end with all parties dead and buried. You. Me. Amanda Hallsworth. Even you're family." Pyro then upper-cuts Brooks dropping him to the mat. Pyro kneels over Brooks' body and puts a hand over Brian's face, forcing it up. Brooks tries to look at what Pyro is going to carve, but then the pain just comes so quickly as blood begins to pour from the body of Pyro's most hated nemesis. Brian manages the connect with a blind punch to the jaw of Pyro which frees Brian from Pyro's control. Chris crawls away from Brooks holding his jaw. Brian sees that from the punch Pyro let go of the razor blade, and grabs it in his hand.

Pate:
This has become a very gruesome match. People watching at home, if you have not put your kids to bed then you better start.

White:
Can this match get more brutal? We've had both men go through glass, slicing each other with razors and glass shards and just beating each other. What is left to do?

Brooks gets to his feet and mounts the back of Pyro's back horsey style to keep control of Pyro. Brian then grips the hair of Pyro and lifts up, and looks into the air and screams "This is the end of EVPW's Nightmare!" Brooks then looks down and puts the razor to Pyro's neck, just beside the juggular vein, and starts to drag it across the neck of Pyro. Blood begins to come out rather violently from Pyro's neck. In a sudden motion Pyro shakes Brooks off of him as Pyro quickly rolls out of the ring by his coat. Pyro rips cloth off of the coat and wraps it around his throat to stop the bleeding.

Pate:
DID BROOKS JUST TRY TO MURDER PYRO?!

White:
I believe so! This match has just taken the next step in sheer violence.

Brooks looks out of the ring into the eyes of Pyro. Pyro's eyes quickly shift from a look of slight fear to the ice cold look they normally have, as Brian drags his thumb across his own neck symbolizing that he did attempt to murder Chris, following through with his promise. Pyro gets to his feet bloody and walks around the outside of the ring, rethinking his plan as Brooks does the same but in the ring, as well as make sure Pyro doesn't try anymore under handed tricks.

TBC: Brooks

[brianbrooks]

Chris rolls his shoulder and turns away to begin pacing a minute to collect himself. Brian goes to the ropes and Chris turns to him locking eyes and sees the hate and loathing he himself feels, reflected in the eyes of Brian. Suddenly Brooks yells at the top of his lungs...

::Brian::
I AIN'T FUCKIN' AROUND NO MORE NOW GET YOUR ASS IN HERE A FACE ME YOU PUNK BITCH!!!!

Chris's face drops at Brian's words. Infuriated Chris charges into the ring ready to prove he was no coward. He slides in head first and on his belly and right under the feet of the waiting Brooks, who begins stomping the back of Chris's head causing it to bounce violently off the canvas. After several vicious stomps, Brian steps back allowing Chris to move his arms up to his head covering that area and completely exposing his ribs. Brian swings his right leg back and then forwards with all his might punting Chris's ribs with his foot causing a crunching sound to be heard through out the arena followed afterward by a chorus of "OOHHHH" from the crowd. The impact of the kick sent Chris rolling as far away as he could clutch at his ribs in obvious pain.

::Pate::
Well like Brian said "He Ain't Fuckin' Around"

::White::
Moreover, god damn he looks good mmmmmm... look at that ass!

Brian walks towards his former friend deciding on his next attack and by the time, Brian reaches Chris' head he knows what he is doing. Brian grabs Chris' head and pulls him up from his back causing Chris back to arch. Then Brian locks in a headlock and sets up as if he was going for a reverse DDT. Then Brain throws extends his arm out the side in a slight taunt to the crowd before using that hand to grab Chris' tights and hoist him up a and holds him like a reverse vertical suplex and then suddenly Brian drops to his back forcing Chris to come down all his weight on the top of his head and stopping very suddenly and his body balances for a few moments with his feet in the air slightly apart and the falls onto his face unmoving.

::Pate::
What the hell was that! That was a great move by Brian and he is normally just high-flyer so obviously he has changed his moves up a bit since he has been gone and he is making every effort to impress tonight.

::White::
Well after watching the muscles, bulging in Brian as he lifted Pyro up I can't lie.... I have a chubby on the size of Texas.

Brian slowly stands to his feet as the roar of the crowd pounds the arena, vibrating the walls. Brian looks out at the crowd then he slowly brings a fist up and from there points to the turnbuckle signalling for one of his patented high risk manoeuvres. He quickly runs at the corner and with two steps, one on the second rope and then up to the top finds him staring out at the crowd with his back to his opponent still laying lifeless on the ground. He turns to face the ring and then jumps forward swinging his legs out in front of him to cause his body to rotate in a back flip while maintaining forward momentum, as he comes to almost a full rotation Pyro suddenly leaps to his feet and catching Brian’s legs over his left shoulder while dropping to a sitting position and at the same time flipping Brian high onto his shoulders almost his neck, causing Brian’s body to crunch up sickeningly. His toes hold him steady on his neck as Chris rolls backwards and away onto his knees. Chris looks at the still body still in the most awkwardest of positions and then he rushes forward on his hands and knees to the side of Brooks. He gives Brian a little push sending him over lifelessly and Chris turns to the ref.

::Chris::
Is he out? Is it over?

The ref looks at Chris and shrugs before saying.

::Ref::
It was never discussed on how long you had to be down and out before the match was called but I will give him 10 seconds…..

However, as the last words exit the ref’s mouth Brian jerks to life suddenly and begins rolling onto his stomach preparing to get up

::Pate::
My Gawd! He still will not stay down and that was with out a doubt the most vicious power bomb I have ever seen! Even the Awesome Bomb had nothing on that.

::White::
That was disturbing…..but on a better note I wonder if he could bend like that in bed?

TBC

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Chris sees that Brian is getting to his feet, still alive. A look of disgust comes across the face of Chris as he walks over to where his katana lays, unsheathes the sword and puts the sword back down keeping hold of the sheath. He looks back over to where Brian is and walks over. Brian has reached a knee by this point and Pyro stands behind him and swings the sheath. A sickening cracking sound comes from Brian's skull as the sheath breaks in two after meeting the head of Brian. A lost gaze comes to Brian's eyes as he limply crumbles to the mat pain tearing through his skull from the shot to the head. Chris drops to a knee, blood loss starting to take its toll on him.

Chris then grabs the skull over Brian who still has the empty gaze in his eyes. Chris mouths to him "I'm not through with you." and thrusts Brooks' head back to the mat. Chris then rolls out of the ring and lines a glass table up with the turnbuckle. Chris slides into the ring and grabs Brian by the hair, lifting him to his feet. Chris then walks over to the turnbuckle close to where the table is lying, and puts Brian onto the top rope. Chris joins him, putting Brian onto his shoulders as he stands on the top rope. Chris then jumps and spins Brooks' body around so that all Pyro is holding is Brian's head. Both men crash through the glass table sending shards of glass and wood all over the place. Brian clutches at his face in pain as Pyro just lays on the floor looking up at the lights dazed by his own move, the TKO he calls Chaos Destruction.

Pate:
Is there anyway for these two to get up after that move? Chris Pyro's Chaos Destruction TKO didn't only hurt Brian, but he also hurt himself a great deal.

White:
No kidding. Seeing Brian's body just float through the air... Just... *groans*

Pate:
RAY! Can't you take this just a little bit more seriously? We're seeing two former close friends try to kill each other and you're stuck in your fantasies?!

Pyro slowly rolls over to his stomach and pushes himself to a knee. He looks up to the ref and tells him to start counting, seeing that Brian hasn't really moved that much. The ref looks down to Pyro and nods as Pyro just remains on his knees.

1....

2....

3....

4....

Brian starts to move and push himself up to one knee and Pyro launches a stiff punch to the jaw of Brooks, that makes Brian nearly fall over. Brian fires back with a punch of his own that also nearly knocks Pyro over. Pyro being a martial artist thinks quick enough and pushes himself off the floor and goes for a kick, but Brian knowing how Chris fights, ducks down causing Pyro to miss the kick. When Chris hits the floor, Brian quickly mounts Pyro and begins to punch the face of Pyro repeatedly. Blood begins to pour from Pyro’s nose from one of the punches.

Brian gets off of Chris and looks for another table to punish Pyro with. He grabs one and puts it near the turnbuckle outside the ring. Chris has rolled over to his stomach by this time and slowly getting up. Brian turns around and slams his forearm into the back of Pyro, then places him on the table face up. Brian rolls into the ring, gets to his feet and quickly jumps onto the top rope, balancing himself. Brian takes one last look to the prone body of Pyro, readies himself, then leaps into the air. Brian back flips, while moving forward, crashing down feet first onto the chest of Chris Pyro shattering yet another table with a Shooting Star Leg Drop.

Pate:
My God! How are these two still going at it as hard as they are? They're losing lots of blood, beaten, stabbed, and mutilated each other and are still fighting to end the other.

TBC: Brooks

[brianbrooks]

Both men lay with their backs on the hard mats while the shattered remains of the glass table digs into their skin, embedding themselves deep into their flesh. Both men stare up at the ceiling their eyes blinking rapidly and panting from the exhaustion setting in on their bodies. Pain had long ago become an unholy reality that left their bodies numb and rubbery. The ref soon begins a count...

.....1
......2
.......3
........4
.........5

Brian is the first to stir and he begins to push himself into a sitting position with his hands, glass cutting his palms as he does so. He reaches a sitting position and blinks around at the beaming crowd and though they scream encouragement, all he can hear is a ringing. The room spins as he begins to struggle to his feet.

.......6
..........7
.............8

Brian has almost reached a vertical base as Pyro suddenly rolls over onto his stomach and pushes himself up....

........9
..........Tee....

He reaches his feet just in time and both men lock eyes once more and begins swaying unsteadily on their feet. At the same moment both men draw back their right arm and then punch each other in the jaw causing both men to almost lose their balance but they manage to stay up. This time Chris is a little quicker on the jaw and hits Brian first sending Brian reeling but again he maintains his balance before coming back with a shot of his own sending Chris back a few paces. Then like two lions fighting for a meal, the two jump at each other both men throwing lefts and rights for all they were worth and just praying they connected with the punch that would take the other down.

::Pate::
These two men have been reduced to just trying to knock the other out with throwing as many punches they can.

::White::
Man I hope Brian is OK after this he looks in rough shape...

::Pate::
Rough shape? Well yeah! They have both mutilated each other in this match....

As it begins looking like neither man will back down suddenly Brian goes with an uppercut at the same moment Chris throws a right hook while dropping his head to wards the ground in a defensive move but the result of the action meant Brian connected straight with Pyro's nose, while Pyro connected with a beautiful hook sending Brian toppling over side ways and Chris falling directly onto his back both men hitting with a resounding thump. Chris' nose now pouring blood down his face while his eyes water furiously.

The crowd now can hardly be contained as the match has hit a breaking point and the crowd can tell there is not much left before this match comes to an end. Soon the crowd picks up a chant trying to cheer the fan favorite onto victory over his opponent.

"BROOKS! BROOKS! BROOKS!"

The crowd's chant seems to revive Brian as he remembers what this match is for and he soon finds the strength to roll onto his stomach and then push himself up to a vertical base swaying a little at the sudden head rush. Brian looks down at his former friend in disgust knowing that he was not done here tonight. So even as the ref begins to start a count Brian goes to the ring apron and lifts it back and digging around for something.

.....1
.......2
.........3

Soon Brian finds what he is looking for and pulls out a piece of wood the size of a table with house hold light bulbs embeded in it. Brian quickly drags it to the nearest glass table and drags it so it sits neatly on the table. Brian then notices that Chris is beginning to stir, so he quickly grabs an edge of the table and drags it till its about two feet from the ring and parallel with it.

.....4
.......5
.........6

Chris now manages to push himself up onto unsteady feet before suddenly Brian is upon him and grabbing the long hair on Chris' head he drags him back to the ring apron where he smashes Chris's head onto the apron twice. He then pushes Chris back into the ring. Brian then hops onto the apron and reaches over the ropes grabbing Chris by the hair again and dragging him to his feet. Brian then throws Chris' arm over his neck and hooking Chris the same way with his own arm he heaves Chris up over the ropes till Chris' feet are straight up in the air in a vertical suplex style move and then Brian twists his body and lets Chris begin to fall and the the twist allowed Brian to crash down onto the light bulbs, chest to chest in a Goldberg like Jack Hammer.

::Pate::
WOW! That was an incredible move but man he took a lot of damage too by the looks of it.

::White::
BRIAN! You gotta' stop doing that stuff to yourself!

::Pate::
Oh shut up! He's going to do what he needs to in order to take Chris out...

As they crash into the lights they shatter leaving the metal part with glass sticking out of it and driving deep into both mens flesh while the table collapses and the wooden light holder falls to the mats with both men on it again driving the glass deeper into their skin. Brian lays still, chest still on Chris' both men unable to move.

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