9.07.2007
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Greatness Eminem's "Never Enough".
"I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie'll "To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things "A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me "cuz I say so many rhymes, it may seem like I'm goin too fast
cuz my mind is racing "Long as when I'm pushing up daisies and gone "When I hit the heavenly gates I'll be cool beside Jay-Z "I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me "Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me "You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening "And when you face me with all the shit you've been saving to
say to me "Now don't pussy out and try to about face me Second verse starts as we hear 50-Cent. "My flow's untouchable now you gotta face it "You go say the wrong shit and get your face split "I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit "You shit sounds dated, you're overrated "I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss it "My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta sniff it "Get your high over and over, but you gotta cop it Stephen Rawlings stands in the ring. Ready. Determined. Ray Willmott vs Eli Storm 'Desire to Fire' by Machine starts up, and as the opening riff goes on for a while, fire explodes down both sides of the ramp way. Then when it kicks into beat, the familiar words appear on the LEGACY Vision; ...Ray's Up... EVERYBODY RAAAIIIIISSSEEEE UUUUPPPPP!!!!!! Those words are amplified over the PA system, and just as it finishes, a huge eruption of flame goes off around the ring. Ray then makes his way out, much to the approval of the rowdy fans anxiosuly awaiting the opening contest for the evening. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and gentlemen... THIS... is the OPENING contest for Destined For Greatness... and it is the Best of Three Falls... SUBMISSION MATCH! Looking hyped up and energized, Willmott walks down the rampway, sporting his trademark white tights with red fire going down both sidesside, and a large silver crucifix around his neck. Josephina Colbert: Introducing first… From Cardiff, Wales... weighing in at 220lbs... Red Hot... RAY... WILLMOTT!!!!!!! Willmott sprints the rest of the way down and slides into the ring. Raising his arms in the air for his fans in attendance and the thousands watching at home on PPV, Desire To Fire fades out. Josephina Colbert: And his opponent... As the camera pans around the arena, the crowd is noticeably waiting for more to come when the lights go dim red. The crowd turns around as Saliva's "Ladies & Gentlemen" blare through the speakers. The words "The Incredible One" appear on the LEGACY Vision as some of the crowd explodes into loud booing knowing what is about to happen. "Ladies and gentlemen please Josephina Colbert: Weighing in at 225 pounds and hailing from Calgary... Alberta, Candada... Eli.... Stooooorm!! Out walks "The Incredible One" Eli Storm. Storm is wearing black jeans and boots. He tops that off with a black shirt that says in red lettering in the front "The Ratings Boost World Tour" and in the back in red lettering you see Rocky Stellar's name crossed out and Ray Willmott's name under that. "Like nothing you've ever seen before As Storm fully steps out onto the ramp way, red and white Canadian colored streamers explode around the Legacy star. Storm walks down the ramp way and slides into the ring. He smiles and calls for a mic as everything quiets down. A ring hand hands Storm a mic. Eli Storm: Heh, Welcome to what will be known as the match of the night...the match of the year and for one lowly brit...the match of of Ray Willmotts' career...AGAIN!!! Crowd: “ ELI SUCKS! ELI SUCKS! ELI SUCKS!” Eli Storm: You see last time, Ray stepped into the ring with me under submisson rules, I beat him and removed a bit of gold that he was holding. This time...the poor boy wants me to kick his ass for free. Now as I much as I don't mind...Rob...buddy, pal...I've kicked the ass of everyone that you have lined up in front of me. Now I've watched X stroll in here and get his little title shot and his bit of gold. Now, I feel, there is only a matter of time- Crowd: “YOU’RE-NOT-OVER!” *clap clap clap clap clap* “YOU’RE-NOT-OVER!” *clap clap clap clap* Looking taken aback by that smarkful response, Eli shakes his head and continues. Eli Storm: As I was SAYING... there is only a matter of time before you stop feeding me these...peons and let me do what you brought me here to do...and that’s become your champion. But until then accept Ray's broken body as proof and example of what is to come. Storm hands the mic to the ring hand outside the ring as the ref checks him. Mark Perletta: Pretty strong words, Eli. Joey C: Damn right they were strong... and truthful! Mark Perletta: Yeah, well... we’ll see, I guess. The referee rings the bell and Ray and Eli lock up with a collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring. Having the very slight weight advantage, Eli gains control and pushes Willmott towards the ropes. With Willmott’s back against the ropes, Eli throws a knee into Ray’s mid-section which doubles him over. With Willmott doubled over, Eli takes the opportunity to hook his arm around Willmott’s head. Storm pulls Willmott away from the ropes to the center of the ring, tenderizing Willmott’s upper back by clubbing on it with some nasty forearms. In the center of the ring, Storm tries to drop with a DDT, but Willmott slips out and Eli falls to the mat empty handed. Landon Savage: Ray felt that one coming. Good scouting on Ray’s part. Mark Perletta: These two men know each other so well from so many previous
matches in their respective careers. You’re going to see a lot
of countering and reversals in this match, for sure. Willmott immediately grabs the left leg of Storm and pulls up. Ray tries to turn over with it, but Eli corkscrews, somersaulting Willmott over onto the mat. Eli turns over onto Ray with a mount position and starts driving the fists down into Ray’s head. Willmott covers up momentarily, but then flips Eli over onto the mat, gaining the mount position Eli had. Raining the fists down onto Eli, the fans start to go nuts as these two continue to trade maneuvers and positions. Willmott stands up off the mat and sprints to the corner. Waiting for Eli to stand up himself, Ray looks back with his hands on the ropes. As soon as Eli gets up off of the mat, Ray hops to the second rope. Leaping backwards, Ray twists in mid-air and connects with a leg lariat across the neck and chest of Eli Storm! Mark Perletta: Willmott with a medium risk move there, and connected beautifully! Joey C: Medium risk?! So, lemme get this straight, bottom turnbuckle, low risk? Landon Savage: Middle turnbuckle medium risk? Joey C: Top rope high risk?!? Is that the “code”? Landon Savage: No. Joey C: I KN- oh... okay. With Eli down on the mat hurting from the leg lariat, Ray points to the top rope, looking out at the fans. Joey C: What’s the point of this? Is he an idiot? Landon Savage: It’s not too often that you see Ray going to the
top rope so much. Ray exited to the apron and began climbing to the top rope. Waiting for Eli to get up off the mat again, Willmott stands completely vertical on the top rope. As soon as Storm gets up off the mat, Ray flies off, and his legs touch Eli’s shoulder for less than a second with a hurricanrana attempt when all of a sudden Eli Storm DRIVES Willmott down to the mat with a vicious powerbomb! Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!! Storm holds Willmott’s legs up after the impact, steps over, and turns it into an elevated boston crab! Mark Perletta: Looks like I spoke too soon. Joey C: Hah! Good for him! I told you he was an idiot! Landon Savage: Ray drew from the well one too many times there.. Eli positions Ray so that his lower back and neck are bending awkwardly on the mat, as the referee checks on Ray to see if he wants to give up. Applying more and more pressure, Eli torque’s Ray’s body so that all of the pressure goes directly to his neck. With virtually nowhere to go, Willmott screams out in pain, desperately searching for the ropes. Mark Perletta: The ropes are pretty far away, I don’t know that Ray can make it. Joey C: Come on, Eli! You can do it! Make him tap, tap, tappy, tap! Willmott starts pushing up from the mat ever so slightly, giving him a little room to crawl forward. Storm tries lowering Willmott’s legs for a moment, hoping to pull his opponent forward to the center of the ring again, but to no avail, Willmott pulls himself with all of his strength towards the ropes. Just before Storm tries to elevate Ray’s body again, Willmott hooks his arm around the bottom rope which prompts the referee to start telling Storm to release the hold. Eli, however, doesn’t release it at ALL. Mark Perletta: Come ON, ref! Make him break the hold! Joey C: What’s he gonna do, Marky? It’s a submission match. You can’t lose by DQ or count out. Kill him, Eli! Ray screams in agony, as Eli refuses to let go of the maneuver, and the fans start booing MERCILESSLY for Eli’s dishonorable tactics. Storm with a huge grin across his face, soaks in the reaction, as he CONTINUES to hold Willmott’s body in the elevated boston crab. Mark Perletta: Damn you, Eli. If this was a normal match, he’d have been disqualified ten seconds ago. This is RIDICULOUS. Landon Savage: If I were Smith Cartwright, I’d be very worried about my talent right now with Ray Willmott. He’s in a prone position, and there’s absolutely NOTHING anyone can do about it. After about a full minute past Willmott getting to the ropes, Storm releases the hold. Having already done the damage to Willmott’s neck, back, and shoulder, Storm smirks down at his opponent. From there, he proceeds to stomp and kick Willmott’s shoulder region. Kick after kick, stomp after stomp, thunderous smacks of boot meeting flesh echo through out the arena. Willmott jolts and contorts in an unnatural manner from each stiff shot, and the fans boo lividly at Storm’s actions. With Willmott in a crumpled heap on the outside of the ring, Storm dashes into the opposite ropes. Gaining enough speed for a sprint, Storms leaps forward with both feet extended outwards, and DRILLS them right into the shoulder with a standing diving front dropkick. The force of the impact pushes Willmott to the outside, where his body smacks down hard against outside mat. Joey C: Beautiful, Eli. Beautiful. Mark Perletta: I don’t recall a more vicious Eli Storm. Not even the Eli Storm that fought Rocky Stellar at the last PPV. Landon Savage: When Eli Storm is focused, there’s rarely anyone more dangerous and better. Ray Willmott starts getting off of the outside mat, clutching his shoulder in an agonizing manner, and Storm promptly rolls to the outside. As soon as Storm gets within a few feet of him, Ray throws some empty fists with his good arm that have little to no effect on The Incredible One. Seizing the no-holds-barred nature of the match, Storm whips Willmott into the steel guard rail ribs and shoulder first. Willmott crumples down so that his ass is barely hanging off of the ground with his arm clutching the steel guard rail for support. Storm takes a moment to mock Willmott as some of his detractors throw soda in his direction. Storm ignores the projectile cola and grabs by the back of his head and shoulder. Standing him up completely, Storm scoops him up. Holding him in the prone position for a moment, Storm then runs full speed ahead at the ring post, ramming Willmott’s shoulder blade into it. Storm doesn’t let go of Ray, however, and instead backs up a few feet and charges forward again, ramming Willmott’s shoulder blade into the unforgiving steel a second time. Mark Perletta: This is getting ridiculous. I think Eli Storm is aiming to maim. Refusing to drop Willmott, Storm looks up at the referee with a, “What are you gonna do, punk?”, look on his face. Then, backing up once more, Storm twists to the left, letting go of Ray’s lower body, and as the momentum of his body swings to the left, Storm DRIVES Willmott forward, shoulder first, into the steel post with a urinage, as the rest of Ray’s body slams against the outside mat! Landon Savage: Oh MY!! Joey C: That was awesome! Crowd: “Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” Storm wastes no time bringing Willmott to his feet and rolls him inside of the ring. Wasting some time in order to mock his detractors once again, Storm then climbs into the ring. Dropping down to the mat, Storm then applies a Fujiwara arm bar. Ray cries out in agony, as Storm begs him to tap. Mark Perletta: This could be it right here... those attacks did enough damage to end this first fall alone. Joey C: Tap, Ray! TAP! Ray Willmott raises his hand like he’s going to tap, but he balls it into a fist, and outright refuses to tap. Stiffening Ray’s arm and stretching it out as far as it will go, Storm torques on the injured shoulder blade as the referee stays within inches from Ray’s face, waiting to hear him give up. Willmott’s constant refusal though, prompts the fans in the arena to begin a Willmott chant. Crowd: “Will-mott! Will-mott! Will-mott!” Mark Perletta: Ray’s fighting it! Joey C: TAP! TAP! TAP! Landon Savage: Willmott’s arm looks disgusting. Storm might have dislocated it for all we know... if he were smart, and wanted to have a fighting chance later on, he’d tap right now and live to fight some more. Storm elevates his body in the air to give him that added measure of torque on Willmott’s shoulder blade. Willmott screams and yells in agony, but refuses to give up. Frustrated, Storm starts yanking and pulling on the arm with the maneuver applied, but Ray continues to stay in this first fall. Mark Perletta: I am shocked that Ray hasn’t tapped out, yet.
Any normal man would’ve given up already... but not Ray Willmott. Mark Perletta: Incredible strength from Ray Willmott. Joey C: PLEASE. The only thing INCREDIBLE in this match, is The INCREDIBLE One, Eli Storm. Looking completely unsatisfied and frustrated Storm stands up from the mat, and starts kicking the bottom rope in a wild fury. The fans continue to chant for Willmott when Storm digs into his own tights and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles. Mark Perletta: Wait a damned second! Joey C: Completely legal! Landon Savage: Joey’s right, Mark. Legal as an eighteen year old. Just as Willmott gets up from the mat clutching his shoulder, Storm charges forward, NAILING Storm directly in the temple with the brass knuckles. Not even attempting to conceal the weapon from the referee, Storm waves it in front of the referee’s face, laughing. Then, tossing them to the outside, Storm signals to the crowd. Joey C: hahaha. Get ready for the Long... Kiss... Goodnight! Landon Savage: This first fall is all over here. Willmott’s out, and Eli can have his way with him. Dropping down to the mat, Storm applies his anaconda vice submission maneuver, known in LEGACY as the Long Kiss Goodnight, and not long after, the referee raises Willmott’s hand... and it drops to the mat lifelessly. He immediately calls for the bell. Josephina Colbert: The referee has stopped this first fall and awarded it to Eli... Storm! Storm gets up from the mat and taunts the capacity crowd a bit, as Willmott lays on the mat lifelessly. Mark Perletta: I’m not sure this match can go on now, folks. Willmott looks like he’s completely unconscious... Landon Savage: Eli blasted him with those brass knucks right in the temple... I think he’s unable to continue as well. Joey C: And it just goes to show you who the REAL submission artist is, gents. Mark Perletta: Don’t even. Ray never tapped, and there’s no art in what Eli Storm has done here. Having no choice but to signal the start of the second fall, the referee calls for the bell and Storm starts laughing down at Willmott, who is beginning to stir and crawl around. Stalking his prey, Storm dashes forward and kicks Willmott in the ribs like a lowly runt of a dog. Willmott rolls over onto his back, clutching his shoulder, and Eli does some more taunting. Backing up, Ray rolls back over onto his stomach and tries to get up again, when Eli dashes forward and kicks him in the shoulder a second time. Willmott curses out loud, and Storm taunts the crowd yet again. Mark Perletta: I’m not sure being this careless is a good idea. Willmott is world class, and what Eli Storm is doing here is acting like an overconfident rookie. Joey C: Eli has this match in the bag, Marky. DON’T you worry. Mark Perletta: Wow!! Out of nowhere!! Joey C: DON’T tap out, Eli! DON’T! Cinching the submission maneuver in deeply, Willmott begins to stand up off of the mat, trying to subside his shoulder pain if only momentarily. Storm quickly starts searching various avenues for an escape before succumbing to the pain and crying out. Pushing up from the mat, Storm finds the typical ankle lock escape and rolls forward, almost turning it into a full body hurricanrana. Willmott releases the hold and on the full mount position Storm tries for something with Ray’s shoulder. Ray feels it coming though and lifts up with his legs, wraps them around the head of Storm, and pulls back. Storm flips backwards off of Ray, but immediately grabs Storm’s legs like he’s going for the sharpshooter. Stepping through, Storm criss-crosses the legs, and then turns over, completing the submission maneuver. Joey C: YES! Sharpshooter! Landon Savage: Oh-Em-Gee! It’s Bret Hart! Mark Perletta: Where?! Storm holds the maneuver in tightly, but before long, Willmott pushes up from the mat just like Storm did in the ankle lock. Storm trips up and falls forward, and Ray immediately begins wrapping his legs up in a sharpshooter of his own! Joey C: Blasphemy! A Welshman reversing a Canadian’s sharpshooter?! BLASPHEMY! Sitting back on it, Willmott starts punching the bend in Eli’s knee repeatedly, tenderizing him in hopes of getting the submission victory. Storm screams out in pain, and just as he is about to get to the ropes, Ray stands up a little bit and pulls Storm into the center of the ring. Ray sits down on it again, and holds the maneuver in as best he can with his hurt shoulder. Continuously throwing stiff shots to the knee here and there, Ray screams at Storm to tap. Crowd: “TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP!” Joey C: Nooooo! Eli raises his hand like he’s going to tap, and the crowd cries out with excitement. Joey C: Don’t do it! Eli’s hand shakes as the internal struggle continues. Joey C: NO! ELI! FIGHT IT!!! FIGHT IT!!! Eli’s hand goes still for a moment... before he slams it repeatedly on the mat, tapping out. Josephina Colbert: The winner of the second fall... Ray... Willmott!!!! Mark Perletta: He tapped!!! Landon Savage: That was impressive, I must say. Joey C: SON OF A BITCH!!! THAT WAS BLASPHEMY!!! Ray paces around the ring for a moment, clutching his injured shoulder as Eli Storm simply sits up in the middle of the ring. All of a sudden, the fans start a chant directly at Eli. Crowd: “YOU-TAPPED-OUT! YOU-TAPPED-OUT! YOU-TAPPED-OUT!” Eli eventually gains control with a knee to the mid-section, and whips Ray into the ropes, Storm goes for a clothesline, but Willmott ducks. Willmott continues into the ropes, but instead of rebounding off of them, Ray jumps to the second rope, springboards, twists in mid-air, wraps his arm around Eli’s head on the way down and connects with a springboard DDT! Mark Perletta: Man! Storm just got SPIKED! Joey C: Come on, Eli... you’ve had control through most of this match... it’s yours! Don’t let it slip away like this! Landon Savage: Eli Storm HAS had control through most of this match, but Ray Willmott is not the sort of individual to give up so easily. That much has been proven thus far. With Eli Storm down in the center of the ring, Willmott gets up, and leans in the ropes with his shoulder still being clutched. Looking out at the audience, Willmott exits to the apron, and once again begins climbing to the top turnbuckle. Mark Perletta: I don’t know if this is such a good idea... he’s gone to the well two times in this match and missed half the time. Landon Savage: Agreed. As soon as Willmott ascends to the top rope, Willmott looks down at Storm, who has rolled onto his stomach and gotten on all fours. Not wasting another moment, Willmott leaps forward, spinning in a 450 degree motion, and NAILS the back of Storm’s head with his leg, turning the 450 splash into a 450 degree axe kick! Crowd: “ THAT-WAS-AWE-SOME! THAT-WAS-AWE-SOME!” Mark Perletta: That... was... AMAZING! Landon Savage: Eli is OUT!!!! Joey C: ... Mark Perletta: Ray modified the ‘Elegance’ from a 450 guillotine leg drop, to a 450 axe kick... never seen anything like it in my life. Willmott gets to his feet quickly, and screams out to the audience, completely PUMPED for hitting that wild move. Looking around, Willmott then signals to the crowd, as Storm barely shows signs of consciousness by half-rolling to his side then back down to the mat. Mark Perletta: Ray could be going for his Anxiety Amplified! Joey C; If there is a BONE in your BODY that works, Eli... DO SOMETHING!!! Turning Storm onto his stomach, Willmott steps through his right leg, and falls down on top of him. Then, slowly, methodically hooking his arm around Storm’s neck, Willmott WRENCHES back, completing the dragon sleeper and STF combo maneuver! Mark Perletta: There it is! Anxiety Amplified! Pulling back to the point where Willmott is almost standing on his
knees on Eli, whose upper body is almost completely vertical up off
the mat, Eli Storm taps on the mat for the second time in the match. Joey C: Damn it. Josephina Colbert: The winner of the third fall and WINNER of the submission match... RAY... WILLMOTT!!!!! Landon Savage: Impressive comeback from Ray Willmott. Mark Perletta: Not only that, but Ray can go on record saying he didn’t tap out ONCE in this match, despite Eli’s vicious craftiness, AND went two straight on ‘The Incredible One’. Joey C: With the luck Ray Willmott has been having in LEGACY, it's like he sold his soul to the devil in exchange for being able to beat guys who he's not as talented as. First Harmston, now Eli? What's this world coming to?! Backstage The camera heads backstage where Domination are getting ready for their match later that night for the Tag Team Titles. Ben Murdoch and Steve O'Reily are seated in the back of the dressing room going over match strategy and Logan sits near the door checking some messages on his cell phone, and there's a knock at the door, and standing there, is none other than Ron Bailey. Ron Bailey: "Glad to see someone is home guys." Trent Logan: "Glad to be there for a "business" partner. The bets have been placed I'm sure by now." Ron Bailey: "Oh they have and on a winning team." Trent Logan: "When we take those straps we're going to earn a ton of the proverbial fat cash, Ron." Ron Bailey: "No doubt, Trent, I've already got my eye on a few "small purchases", if you get my drift. Now I don't want to seem too forward… but I brought over a bottle of Dom for a post match celebration. We might as well have the finest for the future champions. Hell, why don't we have a little toast right now? Trent holds up a hand but with a smile. Trent Logan: "Ron, Ron, let's not get THAT far ahead of ourselves. The bubbly can wait." Ron nods giving a knowing look and cracks a grin. Ron Bailey: Well, I thought you might say that, so I picked up your catering service for you on the way too, but you guys probably have more to get ready for the match tonight, and I have to go get ready for mine later. Ron reaches down and grabs a bottle of water from the pack with the catering cart for the team and tosses two others across the room to Ben and Steve who catch and drink up before going back to match strategy. Ron Bailey: "I'll owe you one, and I'll owe you a whole lot of cash when this thing is finished. See you later tonight and we'll all have some gold." Trent Logan: "See you later Ron." With that the door closes, and the camera heads back to ringside. Gigantus Awesomo vs Mark Perletta: Our next match on the evening may have the most intrigue because, as of right now, we have no clue as to who Reverend Ezekiel Caine's "monster" is or as to what "secret" he knows about Gigantus Awesomo. Joey C: I don't think there's been many matches in the history of wrestling that has had as much unpredictability as this one. If the Reverend would allow himself to get maimed like he was a few weeks ago, and his monster not show up, I hate to imagine just who this could be. Landon Savage: And Gigantus seems to be very concerned about this situation because whoever this guy is has already gotten inside his head. Mark Perletta: With that, we take it to Josephina Colbert at ringside. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a "No Limits" rules match. Introducing first… At this point, bagpipes from "Shoots And Ladders" by Korn begins to play over the P.A. system. Josephina Colbert: Hailing from Parts Unknown, standing six feet seven inches tall and weighing in at 278 pounds... he is GIIIGANNNTUS AWWWWEEEEESOOOOOMOOOO!!! Suddenly, when the guitar kicks in, two large flames burst from the stage, and Gigantus Awesomo appears with a large sack in each hand. There is a small pop, and the crowd reaction is a little mixed, because of his actions of lately to the "Reverend". Landon Savage: That’s kinda crazy… even with everything he and Orlando have done, the guy still gets some cheers. Mark Perletta: LEGACY has fans of all types… even some who cheer for a guy like that. Joey C: Hey, the things Awesomo and Orlando have been doing got him within moments of a No Limits Title shot, right? Seems more effective than the way Cronos Diamante has been handling his business. Mark Perletta: Cronos is just as close to a No Limits Title shot at this point as Awesomo is. He makes it to the ring and throws his sacks over the ropes, landing with a loud thud. He then climbs to the top rope, and sits perched waiting for his opponent. Mark Perletta: Gigantus is ready. Joey C: Yeah, ready to get his ass handed to him, in one of those sacks he brought with him! Mark Perletta: One could wonder what's in side one of those. Those aren't shopping bags. Those are huge sacks. Landon Savage: Maybe it's full of the Reverend's body parts. The way this has been going, it's the only thing I can see happening next. Mark Perletta: And on that note, let's bring in the mysterious "Monster"! The music then stops and the lights go out. They then turn back on, this time a bright blood red shade of light, brightens the arena. Just then "Holy Man" by One Minute Silence begins to blare through the arena speakers, and the crowd begins to buzz. Mark Perletta: I think I recognize that music. Joey C: Me too. It couldn't be- Just then as the music picks up, a rather large man in a black cloak steps through the curtain and he walks out onto the top of the ramp, standing on the stage with two trash cans full of weapons. He throws his hood backwards and flames erupt all across the bottom of the LEGACY Vision jumbotron, his face illuminated by the fire, the fans finally seeing the face of Ezekiel Caine’s monster - Damien Black! Mark Perletta: It IS him! It’s Damien Black! Joey C: We haven’t seen him in… quite a long time! Landon Savage: To be honest, I was glad when this maniac wasn’t part of LEGACY’s roster when things got changed around almost a year and a half ago… He’s liable to do anything. He pauses to look out at the crowd chanting "WEL-COME HOME! WEL-COME HOME!" as he gets a smirk on his face, acknowledging the cheers. Josephina Colbert: And his opponent, from Church Hill, Tennessee, standing at six foot five inches tall and weighing in at 283 pounds... DAMIENNNN BLLLLLLLAAAAAACK!!!! Joey C: I really thought he was dead! Mark Perletta: When the Reverend mentioned he had a monster lurking in the shadows, he wasn't kidding! Landon Savage: This guy IS a proven monster! And these fans are actually CHEERING for him? Landon Savage: Gigantus Awesomo may be in BIG trouble now! Gigantus is now off the ropes and he is pacing back and forth in the ring, both from excitement and from fear. Damien then takes off his cloak and begins to walk briskly to the ring decked out in a black button-up Dickies workshirt and baggy black pants with chains on them while dragging his weapons. Gigantus is now looking like a caged dog, and suddenly he can’t take it anymore and heads out of the ring, running up the ramp straight at Black, tackling him to the ground. As Black falls, the trash cans fall, and the weapons spill everywhere. Gigantus crawls on top of Black and begins to pummel Black with closed fists. Landon Savage: Someone's not happy to see that his opponent is Damien Black. Mark Perletta: Which makes me wonder. Maybe Black really does know who Gigantus is, and maybe there is some pretty bad blood between these two. I cant wait to find out what it is. Joey C: Speaking of blood- Gigantus continues to punch Black in the face, Black's lip now broken open and bleeding. Finding a way to stop the assault, Black kicks Awesomo in the groin, which causes him to keel over in pain, giving Black enough time to get up. He then grabs a chain from inside the trash can, wraps it once around his fist, turns, swings, and catches Gigantus in the shoulder it. Dropping the chain, Black then grabs Awesomo, lifts him up off the ground slightly and then barrels forwards, slamming him into the guardrail. Not letting Gigantus fall to the floor, Black takes his opponent by the head and proceeds to throw Awesomo into the ring under the bottom rope. Mark Perletta: And the bell finally sounds. Joey C: The only bell that should sound is the one that will be playing at one of these guys' funeral. The first official move of the match, Damien Black gets a hold of Awesomo and applies a front facelock. He then begins to lay some stiff MMA style knees to the head until he has Awesomo on the mat. Reaching into one of the sacks Awesomo brought to the ring, Damien pulls out a wooden baseball bat wrapped with barbed-wire. Black smiles, and slams the bat into the back Gigantus Awesomo, who was still laid out on the mat face down. As the barbwire rips into Gigantus’ skin, Awesomo cringes in pain, reaching back to try to get it away. Bored of the weapon already, Black then drops the bat when he sees what else is in the bag. Landon Savage: This isn’t going to be good. Mark Perletta: I wonder, at what point is Awesomo going to be sorry he brought out those sacks? Joey C: He might have already reached that point, Marky. Damien pulls out 3 flourescent light tubes, reaches back and slams them against the side of Awesomo's head, knocking Awesomo hard to the ground, blood starting to seep out of his mask. Taking his opponent by the wrist, Damien Black drags Awesomo across the ring into the corner, resting his back on the lowest turnbuckle. Black sizes Awesomo up and begins to deliver some STIFF Kawada kicks to his chest. Joey C: You can bet by now that Gigantus is REALLY regretting accepting this match up. Mark Perletta: And the worst part is, Black is just getting warmed up! Damien, satisfied with how things are going smirks, and leaps out of the ring for a moment. He plays to the fans, and then quickly regains focus and steals a chair from the time keeper’s station. He climbs into the ring, and slowly walks over to Awesomo, taunting him. This gives Awesomo a brief window of opportunity ,as Awesomo is able to tie up Black's legs with his own, causing Black to land hard on top of the sack the lightbulbs were in. Gigantus then grabs the barbed-wire bat which was stuck in his back a few minutes ago, reaches back and swings it like a golf club, connecting with Blacks groin. Black yells in pain. Mark Perletta: Oh dear GOD! That had to hurt! Joey C: Ouch Town, population you, Damien! Landon Savage: I guess that just eliminated any chance of Damien having offspring so Awesomo may have just done us all a favor by doing that! Awesomo then pulls the bag out from under Black, and searches inside for a much smaller bag. He then runs over to the other sack and pulls out a bottle of water. He sets them down, walks over to the chair, swings it like a golf club, and connects with Black's head. He then grabs the small bag and the water, and walks over to Black. Awesomo forces Black's mouth open, and begins to pour the contents of the bag into Black's mouth. Mark Perletta: THUMB TACKS! THUMB TACKS! HE'S POURING THUMB TACKS INTO BLACK'S MOUTH! OH MY GOD! Gigantus Awesomo then begins to pour the water into Damien's mouth, and then forces it shut. He proceeds to then massage the neck of Damien, causing him to start to swallow the tacks. Damien starts to fight back, and after a few more moments, throws up, tacks and blood spilling everywhere. Mark Perletta: Now, I think I'm gonna throw up! Joey C: I'd say you and half the people in this arena probably feel the same way right now. Landon Savage: I had a feeling this was going to be intense, but my GOD... these two aren't the least bit concerned with a win. They wanna kill each other! Damien Black coughs the rest of the bloody tacks up, and then stands up with a fire in his eyes. He gores Awesomo into the ropes, ultimately knocking him to the outside, and he quickly exits the ring himself. He grabs Awesomo and whips him head first into the guardrail. He then staggers over to one of his trash cans and pulls out a staple gun. He walks over to Gigantus and is about to shoot him with the gun, but Gigantus pulls out a sock of quarters from his pants, and slams into the head of Black, taking him to the ground, and causing blood to fly out of Black's mouth. Gigantus then grabs the dropped staple gun, tries to fire it, and when it doesn’t fire, Awesomo throws it at his opponent, hitting him in the knee with it. Black then leaps at Awesomo, taking both men to the ground, and Black begins to choke Awesomo. Mark Perletta: And Black seems to had enough of Gigantus. He wants to kill him once and for all. Joey C: Good Riddance… That's what I say. How could a man do that sort of thing to a "Reverend". Landon Savage: Wait, why did Gigantus Awesomo have a sock full of quarters in his pants? Mark Perletta: I guess he was headed to the arcade after the show. Gigantus get's Black off of him, and Black ends up near his trash can, and grabs a metal sign. He then rushes at Awesomo and cracks it over his head. Damien then climbs back into the ring, and proceeds up to the top rope. Mark Perletta: What in God's name is Damien doing? Joey C: With that guy, who the hell knows? Landon Savage: This is a HUGE risk by Damien here. Just then, Awesomo gets up, climbs to the top on the outside of the ring, and release suplexes him into the guardrail, and then inevitably to the hard cement ground. As Damien is convulsing from the impact the fans chant "HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!". Mark Perletta: Oh, that was just disturbing to watch Damien's head thud against the concrete like that! Joey C: Ho-ly fu... Landon Savage: LANGUAGE, JOE! That has to be it! Gigantus then slides back into the ring, and opens his second sack, bringing out another small bag. He opens it up, and pours the contents onto the mat. Broken glass. He then goes back to the outside and pulls Black into the ring. Awesomo then locks Damien's legs in an Inverted Scorpion Deathlock type move and pulls on his arms before stomping him face first into the glass as a loud collective "Ohhhh!" comes out from the crowd. With glass is stuck in his head, Damien somehow gets up and delivers some stiff elbow shots to Awesomo before pulling out some razor wire from the second sack. Mark Perletta: Ooooh shit…. Reaching back, Black begins to whip Awesomo across the back with the razor wire. After taking Gigantus down with a clothesline, Damien then gets out onto the apron and then drops down to the outside. Pulling back the apron, Damien Black reaches under the ring and slowly pulls out a ladder. He slides it into the ring underneath the bottom rope, reaches under the ring and pulls out a second ladder and throws it into the ring as well and then quickly rolls back into the ring, not giving Awesomo any time to prepare for the onslaught about to begin. Picking up the ladder, Black swings it like a bat, DRILLING Awesomo in the back, knocking him back down to the mat. Landon Savage: Damien Black really going to town on Gigantus Awesomo
in this match… Mark Perletta: How the hell are these two even alive after all of this punishment? Joey C: Two words. Pure. Hatred. Landon Savage: I think we're gonna have to carry somebody out in a bodybag. I just hope this doesn't spill out into the crowd. Damien gets up, holding his knees in noticeable pain as he picks Awesomo up over his head, and throws him out of the ring, over the guardrail, into the crowd. Black then grabs a roll of barbed-wire form the sack, and wraps it around his arm. He then slowly climbs up to the top rope wincing in pain, and he then dives off the apron into the crowd attempting a diving elbow drop to Awesomo. Black however misses Awesomo and lands in a row of chairs himself, slicing up his arm in the process. Awesomo takes the missed spot to his advantage, and climbs through rows of chairs, over the guardrail, and into the ring where his sack lay waiting. He flips it upside down and various weapons begin to spill out. Suddenly one falls out he wants. A wooden 2x4 with a railroad spike through it. He goes back into the crowd, and drives the spike into Damien's back. Gigantus drags Damien to the middle of the crowd as he delivers a vertical suplex onto a row of steps. Gigantus then starts taking chair after chair, putting Damien in a steel chair coffin as he climbs up the top row of steps and does a running splash onto the chairs. The referee tries to end the match, while Gigantus is on top of Black by calling for a pin.... Mark Perletta: Good strategy by the ref to stop these two from killing each other. Joey C: I think this one may finally be over... One... TWO... THR... Joey C: NO! Damien kicked out! Landon Savage: This guy is simply not human! Gigantus begins to show his frustration as he tries to pick Damien up, but Black spots an empty beer bottle, and smashes it over Awesomo's head. The men then start to trade blows up through the rest of the stairs out into the main concession stand area. Damien gets ahold of Awesomo and throws him headfirst like a dart through a popcorn machine as the mask of Awesomo has a slight tear in it now, showing a big bloody gash in the skin. Damien goes to remove the mask but Gigantus grabs a bucket of hot butter and throws it in Black's face, stopping his momentum briefly.. Gigantus then grabs a veggie peeler and tries to stab Damien with it, but Damien catches it and fights him off. Damien then stabs Awesomo's arms repeatedly with it as more blood is being shed on the concrete. Mark Perletta: Stop the match! This has gone far beyond a match. This is just a human dog-fight! Joey C: Except we don't electrocute the losers. Landon Savage: Don't be so sure of that. These two are messed up enough to try and do that! Damien then grabs Gigantus and rams his head into a wall before taking him in the men's bathroom. Damien then potato punches Awesomo repeatedly before trying to force his head in the urinal. Gigantus struggles at first, but after Damien punches him in the back of the head, Gigantus goes face first into the urinal. Mark Perletta: Ugh! He just put him in... well you saw it! Joey C: This is like a car wreck. It's too horrific to watch unfold yet you can't turn away. Landon Savage: I think to say this may be the single most violent match in LEGACY history is an understatement. Black gets up and tries to rip the automatic hand-dryer off the wall, but Gigantus comes to and smashes him face first into the sink. Gigantus then slams Damien's head into a mirror, causing glass to fly everywhere, and then throws him through the bathroom door. They continue to trade blows as they make it around to the parking garage. Gigantus eventually gets some momentum, and tries to whip Damien into a parked car, but Damien counters with a brutal STO to the concrete. Mark Perletta: Out of everything they’ve done to each other so far, that STO probably hurt just as bad as anything. Joey C: I don’t know, those thumbtacks… I don’t even want to think about it. Damien then gets up and sees a large glass window propped on the edge of a wall. Damien circles Awesomo as he is staggering to get to his feet. Damien smirks, takes a deep breath, and then charges the big man and spearing him through the pane of glass as it explodes and both men fall to the parking level below. Before they can hit though, Awesomo pulls Black underneath him, and they both crash through the top of a 2007 Cadillac. The car's alarm goes off, and the referee looks below to the two men and the fans throughout the arena begin to chant "HO-LY SHIT!" once again. Mark Perletta: OH NO! Oh no... oh God no... I think they're dead! Joey C: Damien Black and Gigantus Awesomo have just died at Destined For Greatness! Landon Savage: Well, don't just stand there ref... get some help for these two! Several seconds pass before we see Gigantus Awesomo get up and stagger to his feet somehow. It appears he doesn't even know where he is though. We then see a bloody Damien Black emerge from the heap shortly afterwards. He appears to be in a great deal of pain from the blood loss and punishment in the match. Damien then sees a bloody piece of his own flesh hanging off his head along with several embedded piece of glass and tacks and picks the flesh off his head before he slowly makes his way toward Awesomo. Mark Perletta: This… this is getting sick. I almost can’t watch… Landon Savage: Great, then you won’t be hogging all the microphone time. He then catches up to him and Awesomo begins to potato punch Black while Damien lays in some stiff kicks on Gigantus. Damien then hits a high roundhouse kick, crumpling Gigantus in a heap on the concrete. Damien is on spaghetti legs at this point. He woozily picks up Gigantus and puts him in a powerbomb position as he grabs Awesomo lifting him up in a cruifix powerbomb position and heaves him up over his head through another car window as Damien collapses in a heap shortly after executing the move. Mark Perletta: Hey, wait, Joey, isn't that your car? Joey C: No way! Landon Savage: SAY, that IS your car that Awesomo just went through the windshield of! Joey C: WHAT?!? DAMN IT!!! Awesomo then stumbles out with the mask ripped all to shreds at this point. Damien slowly moves toward Awesomo despite the pain he's in and rips off the mask, wringing the blood out of his hair over the mask, unmasking Awesomo. Gigantus then sees his reflection and then quickly hides his face and stumbles away as Damien smirks to himself. Mark Perletta: Was that??? I think I saw who that was!? Was that Chris Turner? Deranged cousin of Stephen Rawlings? Joey C: I don't know…. I think I saw it , but I'm not sure if was him or not. Landon Savage: Ladies and Gentlemen… If that was who we think it was, it all makes PERFECT sense now! The referee then motions for the bell as Damien collapses in pain from the beating he's just endured yet he has a weird smile on his face despite it all. Josephina Colbert: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match has been declared a NO CONTEST! Mark Perletta: Apparently this match has been ruled a No Contest and judging by what those two did to each other, that's the only logical decision they could have come up with. Joey C: This isn't even over by a longshot! I don't think we've heard the last of this feud. Landon Savage: If that's just a sample of what Damien Black can do to someone, then god have mercy on LEGACY! Backstage The scene is backstage in the arena hallways where we see Justin Moreno doing some pre-match stretches, looking incredibly focused on his upcoming match with Mirage and Crazy Boy. Just then, we see a pair of black wrestling boots shows up in the camera shot as the camera zooms up to see Jake Dominion standing there, and as Moreno pauses from his stretching routine, Jake begins to speak. Jake Dominion: Well who do we have here..... Justin Moreno. Jake Dominion: Ready for your big match kid? You know the last time we met up with each other inside the ring, you got a fluke victory over me in the Hawkins Memorial Tournament, and because of that outside interference, we never got to see who’d really win. But that's neither here nor there. Since then, I've seen a lot of passion in you Justin. Moreno looks a bit surprised at the compliment. Jake Dominion: You've got a real drive to be the best and prove yourself to everyone... Jake pauses for a moment but quickly continues not allowing Moreno to retort. Jake Dominion: ...I see good things for you in the future and I'd look forward to squaring off against you again someday. Jake shrugs. Jake Dominion: So anyways, good luck in your match tonight, should
be a good one. Take it easy kid and maybe I'll catch up with you sometime...
Jake Dominion: Consider it done. Jake flashes that trademark cocky smirk of his before continuing on down the hallway, leaving Moreno to finish up his stretching. No Limits Match Landon Savage: Before we get started guys, any bets on who's going to win the match? Joey C: Diego. Mark Perletta: Cronos. Joey C: Cronos? Didn't you see Diego beat Mr. So Honorable in a wrestling
match already? He's gonna Landon Savage: Good point, Joe. I don't think Cronos has the fire anymore. Before Mark Perletta can respond, Josephina Colbert has begun her introductions. Josephina Colbert: Our next match is set for one fall and is going to be contested as a No Limits Match! Introducing first… Red and green lights shine down from the ceiling of the arena, covering various parts of the crowd, side to side, up and down, zipping around wildly as “Oye Como Va” by Santana begins to play over the sound system. Joey C: And here comes the winner of tonight's match! Green and red lights also shine up through the grates of the entrance stage and all the way down the ramp. White strobes flash all the way up either side of the entrance curtain, crossing over and meeting at the top. Out from the back walks the lovely Hannah Perez, and as a surprise to no one, she’s wearing a low cut top with spaghetti straps, a short skirt, and she’s got a microphone in one hand and a flagpole attached to a large Mexican flag in the other hand. Hannah Perez: Here he comes, the reason this events buy rate will be so high… the man who represents Mexico with pride and an iron fist… He is the man who MADE the No Limits Division… he is the man who will once again rule the No Limits Division once he disposes of the pathetic opponent he is facing tonight… here is the future of LEGACY… he is Diego…. de Cardenas!!! The boos roll in, kicking up a few decibels when Diego de Cardenas walks through the curtain, dancing slightly to the classic song playing on the speakers. The strobes and spotlights reflect off of Diego’s shiny silver poncho he’s wearing. Hannah turns around with a huge smile on her face and faces her man, who walks right up to her and kisses her full on the mouth. After a kiss that lasts a few moments, Diego steps back and taunts the fans by drawing their attention to the various parts of Hannah’s body which make her what most people consider to be “pornstar” hot. After laughing, Diego walks down the ramp towards the ring. Mark Perletta: This match isn’t officially a number one contenders match, though you’d have to think that whichever one of these guys comes out with the win, they’ll probably be the next person to get a shot at the No Limits Title. Joey C: I don’t remember hearing Diego de Cardenas offer up his guaranteed title rematch for this match. Mark Perletta: Diego’s the number one contender to that title, but if Cronos can beat him tonight in a No Limits Match? I think that clearly would make Cronos the top contender. Landon Savage: That’s a lot of speculation, considering Cronos Diamante hasn’t won a No Limits match here in LEGACY… and although I think the old Cronos was capable of getting the job done against the best of them… I’m not so sure about the NEW Cronos, the HONORABLE Cronos. Mark Perletta: I’m not sure how HONORABLE Cronos is going to be feeling towards Diego here tonight, especially since he doesn’t have to worry about breaking rules in this match… because there ARE no rules. Once Diego gets to the bottom rope, he jaw jacks with one of the fans at ringside while Hannah Perez walks up the steel steps, wedges the flagpole into the turnbuckle bar, then she walks across the apron and sits down on the middle rope, leaving an opening. Diego acts like he’s going to punch the fan, who totally flinches backwards, trying to back out of the way of a possible shot to the face, and Diego laughs, then moves over, hops up onto the apron and then ducks into the ring where Hannah is holding the middle rope down for him. She then follows him into the ring. Mark Perletta: Is there really a need for that? Joey C: You don't know what that fan said to Diego. He could've said something bad about Hannah Perez for all you know. Mark Perletta: Its probably something that hasn't already been said before. A gong is heard and the lights in the arena fade out. A second gong is heard a few moments later and than heavy guitar playing begins. "Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin begins to play and the lights turn back. The crowd begins to go crazy as Cronos Diamante steps out onto the entrance ramp. Red, gold and silver pyro explodes all around Cronos as he fastens one of his MMA-styled gloves on. Cronos is dressed in a pair of jungle colored comflauge fatigues, a red Honor Above All t-shirt, black combat boots and his mixed martial arts gloves. Joey C: He sorta looks like Sgt. Craig Pittman. Mark Perletta: No he doesn't you idiot. He looks alot more like the old Cronos that Landon has been speaking about. He looks alot like the goddamn Devil he used to be. Landon Savage sits back in awe, watching as Cronos pulls his Honor Above All t-shirt off and tosses it into the crowd as he makes his way to the ring. Cronos slides into the ring and doesn't wait for the bell. He sees Diego already coming after him. He takes Diego down with a spear tackle. Cronos passes Diego's guard and moves to a side mount. He lays into Diego de Cardenas with a ferocity in his punches that hasn't been seen in ages. Mark Perletta: The Cerebral Warrior is looking a lot like the Devil he once was! Ya ask for it Joe and ya get it. Joey C: I'm not liking this at all. The referee tries pulling Cronos from Diego de Cardenas, but Cronos won't budge. He instead shoves the referee back and continues pummeling Diego. The ref threatens Cronos with a disqualification but Cronos promptly yells back at him this is a no limits match, meaning there are no damn rules. Landon Savage: Cronos is right. This is no limits. That means those closed fists are legal. Joey C: He's smiling though. Cronos is smiling. Cronos pulls Diego to his feet and locks in a full nelson. Diego begins squirming like someone dropped a lit cigarette down his pants. Cronos sweeps Diego's feet, keeping the full nelson locked in. He tries mounting Diego for the Ne-Han but Diego slips away from his grasp and quickly makes it to the outside. Mark Perletta: That was close, damn close. Landon Savage: I don't think it was the right time for that attempt. He might have Diego on the verge of bleeding but he's not finished just yet. Cronos follows Diego to the outside. Diego plays possum a minute, acting like he's hurt. Cronos makes his way to him, only to get caught with a boot to the stomach. Diego irish whips Cronos into the steel guardrail. Joey C: Here we go now. Diego backs up a few steps. Hannah Perez has set a chair up for Diego to leap off of. He charges Cronos and attempts a leg lariat, trying to take Cronos's head off and send him into the crowd at the same time. Cronos ducks the attempt. He then turns and looks at Diego laying on the floor. He makes his way across the floor. He takes off running and jumps off the chair, attempting to hit Diego with a flying forearm smash. Cronos springs onto the guardrail. He keeps his balance for a second and attempts his forearm smash, but Diego has recovered enough to hit Cronos with a steel chair in mid-air! Mark Perletta: Cronos is down! They're both down! Swatting at a 290 lb. object wasn't the smartest thing Diego de Cardenas did. The momentum takes him down as well. Crowd: LEG-ACY! LEG-ACY! Both combatants remain down for a few moments. Diego begins to stir first. He climbs over the guardrail slowly, making his way back to the apron. Diego points to something, yelling at Hannah Perez to help him do something. After a moment, we get to see that Diego wants her to help him untie something with the apron. Before it can be finished, Diego is scooped up by Cronos and tossed back into the ring. Before Cronos can reach his feet, Diego hits a somersault legdrop across the back of his neck, dropping Cronos to the mat. Diego rolls Cronos over and hits a standing shooting star press. 1... 2... Cronos kicks out. Landon Savage: Something like that is not gonna hurt Cronos Diamante. Diego is practically half Diamante's weight and we all know that lucha crap really doesn't work. Diego pulls Cronos to his feet and follows in, hitting Cronos with a dropkick to the stomach. Diego makes his way out to the apron. He springboards up to the top rope. He stand on the top rope for a second, pondering his next move. Joey C: Now look at that agility Marky, thats an athlete. Landon Savage: Or a gymnastic expert. Joey C: No one asked you, Lando. In a split second, Diego jumps and twist, hitting the top turnbuckle with his feet and hit a swandive backflip off the top rope. Cronos remains seated on the mat in the corner, only moves after Diego plants two feet into his mouth with a double mule kick. Mark Perletta: Now what in the world do you call that? Joey C: The end of the match? Before Diego can make a cover, he himself cringes in pain, because of his own landing. Landon Savage: Thats the problem I got right there with all that lucha libre crap. He puts his own body on the line to hit a move that drives people crazy but also kills himself. Smart. Real smart. Cronos slides out underneath the bottom rope to the floor. Diego lays in the ring, holding the back of his neck. As Cronos begins to stir, Hannah Perez makes her way around the ring with the Mexican flag. She lays into Cronos, beating him with the pole from the flag. This brings the Cerebral Warrior back to life with a fire in his eyes like we haven't seen in years. Cronos shoves her to the ground hard and the crowd roars in approval! Joey C: My god... that poor girl... Mark Perletta: I don't condone hitting women, but that bitch just got what she deserved! Cronos snatches Hannah Perez up by her hair. He walks her around ringside, keeping a firm lock on her hair. Diego de Cardenas sees this and times everything right, springboarding up onto the top rope and diving through the air, hitting a spinning plancha. Instead of taking Cronos out, Diego hits Hannah Perez instead. Cronos pulls Diego to his feet and slams him into the ringsteps before Diego can check on Hannah Perez. He throws Diego into the ring and follows him in. Diego makes it to his knees and stops in his tracks. He sees Cronos stalking him now like a jaguar would its prey. Diego begs off, but Cronos is having none of it. He unstraps one of his MMA gloves and throws it to the mat. The crowd pops. Mark Perletta: The gloves are coming off now. Cronos means business. Joey C: I don't like this. Landon Savage: You thought that Cronos would just get his ass handed to him, huh? This is the Cronos Diamante I know. Cronos pulls the other glove off and throws that to the mat as well. He yells at Diego de Cardenas, telling him to attack him. Diego backs up more on his knees. His eyes grow wide now, knowing his back is against the turnbuckle. Mark Perletta: Uh-oh... Cronos charges in with a knee strike. Diego ducks and Cronos hits hard. Diego gets back to his feet and tosses Cronos to the outside. Diego follows him out and pulls Cronos to his feet, only to take him down with a drop toe-hold across the loosened up apron cover. The blood that began trickling down Cronos's face earlier, has gotten worse now. There is more blood. As Diego jumps up in the air, celebrating his drop toe-hold, Cronos is back on his feet and furious. Hannah Perez tells Diego to turn around. Joey C: Oh god, no... Cronos hits Diego with a hard boot to the nuts (not the gut, the nuts) and lifts Diego up into the air in the crucifix power bomb. He takes a running start and than launches Diego de Cardenas through the air! Diego crashes down hard and awkwardly across the ringsteps! Mark Perletta: Oh my... Oh... Ohh.. Ohh my god! Cronos stands over the fallen Diego de Cardenas, who is not moving at all now. As Cronos gingerly reaches down for Diego, his already hurt knee is taken out by Hannah Perez. Hannah lays into the knee some more with the flagpole, trying to buy some time for Diego. Mark Perletta: I know this is a no limits match but she's getting rediculous now. Can someone do something about her? Joey C: She's got her right to be out here. Leave her alone. Mark Perletta: When she's attacking competitors its not right or fair. Landon Savage: Agreed. Cronos would've won by now if it weren't for her. The referee slides out of the ring and pulls Hannah Perez off of Cronos. He pushes her back and warns her that if her actions are going to continue, she's going to be barred from ringside. As this is going on, Diego de Cardenas has begun to move a little. Cronos is slowly working his way back up to his feet. Diego tries lifting his head up but the excruciating pain he is feeling, makes him lift himself very slowly. Hannah Perez makes her way back around the ring area and helps Diego to his feet as much as she can. Diego stands up and looks around for Cronos. As he looks into the ring, Cronos has come off the other side of the ropes and uses the top rope to hurdle himself over and do a twisting plancha to the floor! Mark Perletta: Oh my god... I., I... I don't think I've ever seen Cronos Diamante do that! Landon Savage: Thats because I've never seen him put his body on the line so recklessly like that either. It looks though as Cronos has taken the brunt of the move though, slamming into the guardrail. Diego barely took any of the move. Cronos is running off his adrenaline now and pulls himself back to his feet. He grabs Diego by the head and slides him back in. Cronos is on him again. Cronos irish whips Diego into the corner, but Diego reverses it and Cronos hits the buckle hard. Diego charges Cronos in the corner. Cronos comes out and tosses Diego into the air, trying to toss him out of the ring. With cat like reflexes, Diego lands on the top turnbuckle. He jumps off the top rope and spins in mid-air, landing a Frankensteiner on Cronos Diamante! Mark Perletta: Where is Diego de Cardenas pulling all this from? This man should be dead by now! Joey C: What Diego doesn't make up in size, he makes up in his heart. Landon Savage: I gotta agree with Joe on that one. Mark Perletta: I'll agree to it to. Diego slides out onto the apron. Cronos makes his way up to his feet and turns around. Diego springboards off the top rope and nails a dropkick to the chest of Cronos. Cronos is sent across the ring and out to the floor. Cronos slowly makes his way back up to his feet, trying not to let Diego get the advantage. The fatigue is setting in on him now as well. As Cronos looks up, Diego slingshots himself over the top rope and hits a somersault hurricarana to the floor! The crowd doesn't know what to think, they're speechless, as the announce team is. Diego looks up to the referee, who is standing in the ring. Cronos is pinned on the floor. The referee tries to make it out of the ring as quick as possible and make the count. 1... 2... Thre... kickout! Mark Perletta: Cronos kicked out! Joey C: If that referee hadn't screwed around so much, Diego would've won! Landon Savage: That can be worth debate, Joe. Joey C: Worth debate my ass! Diego had it! Diego makes it back to his feet and slides Cronos back into the ring. Diego climbs to the top rope and turns to face the crowd. Cronos makes it up to his feet and Diego executes a backflip off the top rope. Cronos sidesteps the move. Diego lands on his feet and Cronos executes a Northern Lights suplex. ONE... TW... Kickout! Cronos pulls Diego up to his feet and attempts a release German suplex, but Diego executes a back flip and lands on his feet. Diego charges at him and attempts a spinning headscissors takedown, but Cronos somehow manages to catch Diego in a torture rack! Joey C: This is great! TORTURE RACK OF DOOM! As Joey C laughs at the outdated move, Cronos smiles, than drops Diego de Cardenas on his head, nailing an inverted Death Valley Driver! Mark Perletta: Burning Hammer! Landon Savage: What? Mark Perletta: That's called a Burning Hammer! Cronos covers. 1... 2... NO!! Mark Perletta: Damn it! Hannah Perez taking away a sure victory from Cronos Diamante by pulling the referee out of the ring! Joey C: COMPLETELY LEGAL, Marky. This is a NO. LIMITS. MATCH. Landon Savage: Cronos Diamante looks pissed, and with a victory almost in hand, he has a very good reason to be pissed off. Mark Perletta: Cronos yelling at Hannah Perez now, and… what’s Diego doing? It looks like he’s signaling to someone in the crowd… The crowd is a buzz and suddenly Hector Rodriguez leaps over the guardrail and slides into the ring. Diego gets a huge grin on his face as Hector runs in and DRILLS Cronos from behind with a kick to the back of the head. Staying right in on the attack, Hector sets Cronos up into a pumphandle position, then lifts him up, pivots, and drives Cronos downwards onto the back of his neck. The referee slides back into the ring to try to get some semblance of order, but by the time he gets there, Hector moves out of the way and Diego covers Cronos, hooking both legs. Reluctantly, the referee makes the count. 1… 2… 3. Hannah Perez: The winner! Just like we told you! The Master of No Limits… Diego... de Cardenas!! Joey C: Within full compliance of the rules of this match, Diego de Cardenas comes up with the victory over Cronos Diamante. Mark Perletta: Albeit with a little bit of help from Hector Rodriguez, who we can only assume is a friend of his. Landon Savage: I haven't heard of any personal history between Hector and Cronos, so you'd have to assume that he was coming out here to help Diego, one way or another. Mark Perletta: I don't like it, not one bit, but I can't deny that what happened out here was in accordance of the rules... It just seems a little cheap to me, and the booing reaction that Diego and Hector are getting right now tells me that the fans don't like it any more than I do. Joey C: Well you're all going to have to live with it, because Diego did what he had to do to win this match, and that's all that needs to be said. Crazy Boy vs Mirage vs Justin Moreno Josephina Colbert: Our next match is a triangle match set for one fall. Introducing first… The lights go dim as strobe lights and an impressive laser light display begin going off as "Break Stuff" by Limp Bizkit begins to play over the P.A. system. Josephina Colbert: Weighing in at 207 pounds… Hailing from Huntington Beach, California… A figure emerges from behind the curtain wearing a black sleeveless hooded pleather vest with teal tribal designs, showing some signs of some last moment stretching of the legs, wrists and neck. Josephina Colbert: Justin… Mooooooooreno!!! As Justin Moreno steps out onto the stage, a cameraman steps in behind him, showing an over-the-shoulder perspective of the arena in front of Moreno. As we zoom out, we see a computer scanned image of his face on the back of the vest with the word "J-Mo" right below his image. He also has on baggy black pleather shorts that come down past his knees with teal tribal designs on the pant legs as well with black elbow and knee pads with black wrestling boots with black, teal, and white Japanese style kick pads. Moreno walks down the aisle tagging hands with everyone he sees. Mark Perletta: Despite not having any huge accomplishments to speak of, Justin Moreno has gained a fairly large following over the past year or so. Joey C: And for the life of me, I have NO CLUE how he’s done it. You’d think people would want to cheer for a guy who is talented, a guy who can win big matches… Landon Savage: And yet here we are, at another LEGACY pay per view, and Justin Moreno is getting cheers. Mark Perletta: It’s probably got a lot to do with the fact that he does some incredible moves inside that ring and brings a different style of wrestling to his matches. When he gets to the bottom of the ramp, Justin runs up the ring steps as he runs up to each turnbuckle and climbs up doing his "X" taunt across his chest. He then tests the ropes before removing his hooded vest. Then, out of nowhere, he pulls out a Sharpie from his boot and takes off his LEGACY T-Shirt, signs his autograph on it, and tosses it to the crowd. Joey C: Aww… what a pathetic attempt that was by Justin Moreno to gain more fans, disguised as a kind gesture. Mark Perletta: I’d say that was a sincere gesture of respect, thanking the fans for cheering for him. Landon Savage: We’ll see if he feels the same way when this match is done and Mirage walks away victorious, making Moreno a loser for the second pay per view in a row. Josephina Colbert: Introducing second… weighing in at 224 pounds… hailing from Biloxi, Mississippi… Crrrazy Boy… Tyrooooone Smith! As Moreno’s theme fades under, the lights flicker and fade out as "The Light that Blinds" by Shadows Fall fills the PA. Smoke fills the entryway and a figure appears in the middle of it. All the sudden the figure walks through the smoke and the crowd cheers as it is Tyrone "Crazy BOy" Smith. Joey C: Here’s another guy who I just don’t understand. The guy’s legit crazy, he hasn’t won a match in LEGACY in a while, he wasn’t even on the card for Call to Arms, and still he’s got some fans cheering for him. Landon Savage: The guy somehow manages to stay out of the asylum, and so I’m guessing sometime in the near future he’ll pick up his first victory, but I highly doubt it will be tonight. Crazy Boy pumps his fist in the air and makes his way toward the ring wearing camo pants and black combat boots. He makes his way into the ring and looks around at the fans and then glares across the ring at Justin Moreno. He bounces off the ropes a few times and pumps his fist in the air and turns, waiting for his final opponent to come. His theme song slowly fades under, and outside the ring, Josephina Colbert gets on the microphone. Joey C: Now the fun begins… Josephina Colbert: Introducing third… Silver and red sparks fly up from either side of the entrance curtain and Fear Factory’s “Resurrection” begins to play over the P.A. system and the booing immediately pours in. A moment after the pyrotechnics end, Marcus Mirage steps through the curtain to a large ovation of booing, sections of cheers scattered about. His standard Oakley half-wires on his face, Mirage casually walks down the ramp, wearing just a pair of carpenter jean shorts below the World Championship belt he has around his waist, Nike gym shoes on his feet. Instead of a shirt, Mirage has a towel that has a hole cut in the middle of it, allowing him to wear it around his neck, draped over his shoulders and the top part of his chest. Mark Perletta: Here comes the man who many think is going to be challenging for the LEGACY World Title in the near future. Landon Savage: And I think it’s only right that match should take place. He has a legit claim to being a World’s champion, and that belt he’s holding is proof of that. Joey C: I agree with that, whether or not the LEGACY front office wants to acknowledge it. He won it fair and square, he was never beaten for it, and at the time he won it, winning that belt was a considerable accomplishment. When Mirage gets to the bottom of the ramp, he walks around the ring to the time keeper’s table, walks up to one of the female ring attendants, says something to her and then turns around. The female ring attendant reaches over and takes off Mirage’s championship belt. Mirage turns around and takes the belt from her, kisses it, and hands it back to her before walking over, stepping up onto the apron and entering the ring. Mark Perletta: The tension between these three just got a lot thicker, and Mirage is the catalyst for all that. Landon Savage: As soon as he stepped foot in this organization, there were a ton of people who wanted to get their hands on him, and since Mirage is very… careful about who he gets into the ring with, not wanting to over extend himself, so that creates some tension between the guys who want a shot at him. Joey C: That’s the main reason tensions flared between Justin Moreno and Crazy Boy a few weeks ago. All three men in the ring and ready to go, the referee signals for the opening bell to get things started. Crazy Boy goes straight at Mirage, running in and hitting him with a forearm shot in the side of the head. He follows it up with a few hard right hands, but before he can get a third one in, Crazy Boy got torn away from Mirage from behind by Justin Moreno, tossed aside. As Moreno turns to look for his other opponent, he’s rocked back by a hard left hand from Mirage. Firing back, Moreno steps back in with a right hand of his own. Before anything else can happen, Crazy Boy steps in and grabs Moreno by the wrist, spins him around and sends him across the ring into the far corner with an irish whip. Mark Perletta: Crazy Boy and Justin Moreno taking turns taking each other away from attacking Mirage, and now it looks like it’s Crazy Boy’s turn. Landon Savage: I think Crazy Boy has other plans! Instead of attacking Mirage, Crazy Boy followed Moreno into the far corner, drilling him with a diving shoulderblock to the midsection. Climbing up onto the second rope, Crazy Boy wrapped his hands around Moreno’s neck, then puts his feet on Moreno’s legs, pulling backwards and sending Justin into the middle of the ring with a monkey-flip. It doesn’t work out as Crazy Boy had planned, and Justin Moreno is able to land on his feet. A moment after Moreno lands on his feet, Mirage runs in and takes Justin off his feet with a clothesline. When Crazy Boy gets up and turns to find out what’s going on in the match, Mirage rushes in and hits him with a back elbow smash that backs him into the corner, and then Mirage takes a couple steps to the side before he then takes a couple of quick steps in and clotheslines Crazy Boy over the top rope. Joey C: There we go, Mirage finally taking a little control of things in the match. Landon Savage: Mirage taking this back down to a one-on-one encounter, and this should be interesting. Taking Justin Moreno by the wrist, Mirage whips his opponent into the nearby corner, then follows in and starts repeatedly kicking him in the gut, and after a half-dozen kicks, Moreno falls down onto the mat. Mirage walks off, apparently looking to go after his other opponent, but then Mirage turns and runs in and drills Moreno with a kick to the face. Not moving out of the corner, Mirage rubs his foot across Moreno’s face a couple more times with the face-wash. Joey C: Josephina Colbert might want to stay back, Moreno might be spitting up teeth in a minute. Mark Perletta: Mirage is looking good so far in this match, other than the beating he was taking at the hands of Moreno and Crazy Boy early on. Landon Savage: He’s making up for it now. Spotting Crazy Boy getting to his feet on the outside, Mirage runs over and goes for a baseball slide, but at the last moment Crazy Boy sidesteps, grabs Mirage’s leg and pulls him all the way out of the ring, drilling him with a hard right hand. Taking Mirage by the arm, Crazy Boy sends him into the steel steps with an irish whip. Mirage hits hard with his knee and falls over the steps and down to the ground. Running over, Crazy Boy leaps up onto the steps and leaps off of them, hitting a falling elbow drop down onto Mirage, getting a good reaction from the fans as he does it. Mark Perletta: Mirage not exactly in control anymore… Joey C: It’s a long match, a lot can change. Lifting Mirage up off the arena floor, Crazy Boy slams his opponent’s head into the steel ringpost and then rolls him back into the ring under the bottom rope, taking a moment to soak in the fans cheers for his attack on Mirage. Back in the ring, Justin Moreno gets up out of the corner and hits a running dropkick to the chest that backs Mirage into the corner. Moreno rolls backwards, gets to his feet as quickly as he can and runs in and drills Mirage with a leaping forearm shot. Mark Perletta: Interesting move there by Justin Moreno, not only hitting with a forearm, but also connecting with a knee to the ribs. Landon Savage: In a match like this, you have to get in as many shots as quickly as possible. Joey C: And Justin Moreno is about to see just how true that is. Having come back into the ring, Crazy Boy pulls Moreno out of the corner and away from Mirage, hitting him with a knee in the back, grabbing him by the neck and pulling him backwards into a reverse DDT position before lifting him up off the ground with a reverse vertical suplex, falling backwards and sending Moreno crashing down onto the mat onto his chest. Crazy Boy gets up, leaps, and drops both of his knees down onto Moreno’s chest. Joey C: That’ll take Moreno out of the match for a bit. Mark Perletta: Depending on how much damage that did, Moreno might not just be out of the match, but he could be out of action for a while. Landon Savage: You’ve got a good point, Perletta. A collapsed lung isn’t totally out of the question. Moving into the corner, Crazy Boy grabs Mirage by the head with one arm, hooks Mirage’s leg with his other arm. Lifting him up into the air and backing up a step, Crazy Boy connects with a fisherman’s brainbuster. Not wasting a moment, Crazy Boy gets out onto the apron and starts climbing the turnbuckles, the crowd getting excited with his every step. With one foot on the top rope, Crazy Boy pauses for a moment to acknowledge the crowd’s cheers, and then he looks towards the middle of the ring where he sees Mirage getting to his feet. After getting his second foot on the top rope, Crazy Boy leaps off the top rope going for a missile dropkick, but at the last moment Mirage moves out of the way. Mark Perletta: Crazy Boy goes for the Crazy Drop, and he hits nothing but canvas! Joey C: And THAT’s why Mirage is a CHAMPION! Landon Savage: It was a veteran move to be able to spot Crazy Boy coming off the rope and have the presence of mind to move out of the way. Grabbing Crazy Boy by the back of the head, Mirage starts to lift him up off the mat, and then drives a knee right into Crazy Boy’s face, connecting hard with his cheek. Mirage then takes Crazy Boy in hand again and lifts him up off the mat, backing him into the corner. Stepping up onto the second rope, Mirage starts drilling Crazy Boy with right hands to the face. As the count gets to eight, Justin Moreno comes in from behind Mirage, grabbing him by the waistband and pulls him down to the mat. Bending Mirage backwards and grabbing him around the neck into a reverse ddt position, Moreno leaps backwards and hits a layout reverse ddt. Landon Savage: Holy crap, where did Justin Moreno come from? Mark Perletta: The double-knee to the sternum may have sidelined Moreno for a couple minutes, but it didn’t take him out of the match! Getting to his feet, Moreno runs over and kicks Crazy Boy in the chest, then moves in and starts stomping away at Mirage with boots to the back. Mirage had started crawling away, but Moreno put him down onto the mat. Putting an end to Moreno stomping on Mirage, Crazy Boy ran in and grabbed Moreno from the back of the head and slammed him face-down onto the mat. With an opportunity in front of him, Crazy Boy lifts Mirage up off the mat and irish whips him into the corner, hitting hard chest first, rebounding back a couple steps and falling down to a knee closer to the middle of the ring. Moving out onto the apron, Crazy Boy moves over and climbs up the turnbuckles. Before he can do anything, Crazy Boy loses his footing on the top rope as Mirage dives in and shoves his foot, sending Crazy Boy crashing down onto the top turnbuckle. Joey C: Well now Crazy Boy can finally sing alto like he’s always wanted to. Mark Perletta: That’s gotta hurt… Landon Savage: Almost as bad as being kicked in the balls, I’d imagine. Slowly, Mirage climbs up the turnbuckles and looks to be going for a superplex, locking Crazy Boy’s head underneath his arm. Before Mirage can hit the move, Justin Moreno runs back in and gets underneath of Mirage. When Mirage starts the superplex, Justin Moreno gets underneath of his opponents and lifts upwards and falls back, sending both of his opponents crashing down to the mat with a Tower of Doom. Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Mark Perletta: Smart thinking by Justin Moreno to make sure both of his opponents felt the brunt of that move instead of just letting Mirage take down Crazy Boy. Joey C: He basically just mooched off of the situation at hand. I don’t see how you could call him anything other than an opportunist. Landon Savage: You can call him an opportunist if you want, but he very well might win this match. Justin Moreno looks at his two opponents and since Mirage seems to have taken the most damage from the fall, Moreno lifts Crazy Boy up off the mat and hits him a few times with right hands, backing him into the corner. Taking one of Crazy Boy’s legs and putting it over the middle rope, Justin Moreno then executes a dropkick right to the inner thigh of that leg. Before he can follow it up, however, Moreno is grabbed from behind by Mirage, lifted up off the mat and thrown backwards with a modified fallaway slam. Mark Perletta: It looks like Mirage was just playing possum after that Tower of Doom. Joey C: Brilliant! Landon Savage: I guess he knew that Moreno would go after whoever looked to have the most energy, which would’ve been a good strategy if Moreno had figured out who was worse off, not just who LOOKED to be the worst off. Mark Perletta: He maybe should’ve waited until one of them got up off the mat. Taking Moreno by the arm, Mirage sends Justin into the far corner and rushes in behind him to follow it up, but when Moreno gets near the corner, he runs up the turnbuckles and flips backwards and spins around, taking Mirage down to the mat and getting a huge reaction from the fans in the process. Mark Perletta: “MORPHIN TIME!” Justin Moreno talked about wanting to do that move tonight! Joey C: Wait, it’s called “Morphin Time”? Landon Savage: You wouldn’t understand, Joe. It’s one of those weird kid things that you have to be in the right age group for. Joey C: Hey, I’m younger than you are! Landon Savage: And you remind us of that all the time with your immaturity. The one time I thought the age difference would pay off… it clearly doesn’t. Moreno gets back to his feet and pumps his fist in the air, and spotting Crazy Boy out of the corner of his eye, Justin moves over and bulldogs him back down to the mat. Running on pure adrenaline, Crazy Boy moves back over to Mirage who is starting to get up off the mat, and he lands a hard right hand that rocks Mirage back. Mirage steps forward and drills Justin with a knee to the gut which momentarily slows him down, but Moreno steps right back in with a right hand. Mirage blocks the punch, hits another knee to the gut, doubling Justin over, and then Mirage grabs Moreno in and drops him down to the mat with a double-arm ddt. Mark Perletta: A fairly effective set-up move by Mirage, but he’s not going to get a win with a double-arm ddt… Landon Savage: Smart move by Mirage, I think he’s going after his other opponent, not making the same mistake Crazy Boy and Justin Moreno have already made. Hooking Crazy Boy’s head underneath his arm, Mirage lifts his opponent up into a vertical suplex, but before he gets him to the typical apex of the move, Mirage drops down to the mat, sending Crazy Boy down to the mat head first with an elevated DDT. Landon Savage: Nice move there by the champ! Mark Perletta: The ddt was impressive, but I think it’s been widely noted that the belt Mirage is carrying around is NOT an official championshi… Oh my God!! As soon as Mirage got up from hitting the move, Justin Moreno flipped around and nailed him in the head with his Pele Kick, dropping Mirage to the mat like a ton of bricks. Mark Perletta: David Beckham Fears This! Joey C: Uh, somehow I doubt it. Mark Perletta: No, you idiot, that’s what Justin Moreno calls that Pele Kick. It’s a modern reference… nevermind. Landon Savage: Yeah, nevermind the match going on in the ring, or shall I say outside the ring, since Justin Moreno is headed out to the apron. Sizing up one of his downed opponents, Moreno slings himself up to the top rope where he balances for a moment before he springs off and hits Crazy Boy with a Springboard 450 Splash. Before the ref can make the count though, a commontion is heard from outside the ring. The cameras switch over to catch a view of one of Mirage's rabid fans dive under the bottom rope, pulling Moreno off of Crazy Boy. Security guards rush in and pull the fan away from the ring, escorting him away from the ring. Once the referee knows the situation is well under hand, he looks down and notices Justin Moreno who has again hooked the leg and gone for the pinfall. ONE! TWO!! Crazy Boy shoulders out!! Disappointed because he only got a 2 count but not surprised due to the interference, Justin Moreno sits up onto his knees and starts to ask the referee if it was really only a two count, but he knows the answer already. Before he can get to his feet though, Moreno is booted in the back of the head by Mirage, who had been huddled in the corner while Moreno had gone for the pinfall. Mirage grabs Moreno by the head, then lifts him up off the mat, flips him over, hooking him by the top turnbuckle into a tree of woe. Mark Perletta: This isn’t going to be good for Justin Moreno… hung up-side down by his foot, he couldn’t be more vulnerable. Landon Savage: This kid should’ve left well enough alone after Call to Arms, after he lost to Mirage the first time. Joey C: And it’s about to get a lot worse. With a smirk on his face and no one other than the referee standing in the ring, Mirage walks over to the corner of the ring nearest the time keeper’s table, looking out at a group of men and women, almost a dozen of them. Seated in the first two rows, they couldn’t look any happier that Mirage is in control. Raising a hand, Mirage points at an empty chair in the front row, a chair which was being occupied by a zealous young fanatic up until a couple minutes ago. When the other fans realize what Mirage is pointing at, Mirage then calls for it, and one of the young men folds up the chair and throws it up into the ring, and Mirage catches it and then looks over at Moreno in the far corner, still in a prone position. Joey C: Yeah, it’s going to get a lot worse for Moreno. Mark Perletta: Not if the ref can help it. The referee puts himself in-between Mirage and the far corner, practically begging Mirage not to use the chair, also reminding him that if he uses the chair, he will be disqualified. Mirage lets out a chuckle, and just before it looks like he’s going to move past the referee in Moreno’s direction, Crazy Boy charges in and spears him in the back, sending him tumbling into the corner, dislodging Moreno from the tree of woe and sending an excited reaction shimmering through the crowd. Grabbing Mirage from behind, Crazy Boy immediately lifts him up off the mat into the air into a vertical suplex position, then spins around and hits a falcon arrow brainbuster, dropping Mirage right down onto the chair Mirage had in his hand a moment ago, and Crazy Boy immediately goes for the pinfall attempt. One! Two!! THREE!!! The referee gets to his knees and signals for the bell. Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner by pinfall… Tyrone Smith… Crrrrazy Boy!! Mark Perletta: I can’t believe it! Crazy Boy has finally won his second match here in LEGACY, and he does it on a big stage! Joey C: I… I can’t believe it… I refuse to believe that Crazy Boy pinned… I can’t even say it. After the bell rings, the referee raises Crazy Boy’s hand despite Crazy Boy still being on his knees. Instead of getting up off the mat, Crazy Boy rolls out of the ring, right past Justin Moreno, and walks right over to the time keeper’s table. As he stumbles past, Crazy Boy picks up World Championship Belt Mirage had been carrying around, and he stumbles over to the entrance ramp, spins, and slowly starts walking backwards up the ramp, hoisting the belt into the air, sending a wave of cheers through out the crowd yet again. Landon Savage: Hey, wait a minute… he can’t actually think he’s won that belt, can he?! Joey C: That belt wasn’t on the line in this match! It’s not even an official belt! Mark Perletta: None of that will matter to Crazy Boy…. When Mirage gets up off the mat and looks towards the time keeper’s table, he realizes that his belt is no longer sitting there. He looks over at the zealot fans, and they all point and yell and draw Mirage’s attention towards the ramp. As Mirage looks over, his face changes from one of confusion to one of shock and horror at Crazy Boy, who is now at the top of the entrance ramp. Frustrated, Mirage starts walking up the ramp after Crazy Boy, but before Mirage is halfway up the ramp, Crazy Boy is already backstage. Vengeance
Mark Perletta: I guess Justin Moreno has something to say… When the buzz from the fans fades, Moreno speaks. Justin Moreno: I might have lost this match, but I’m not going to let this pay per view be a total waste for me… I’m going to get something I want before I leave this ring. Justin pauses, taking a breath. Justin Moreno: Earlier tonight, I saw Marcus Marion backstage… and he might not look to be at 100%, but considering the fact that I just wrestled a three-way match, I’d say I’m not exactly at 100% right now either. The excitement starts to build all around the arena. Justin Moreno: Ever since I first saw Marcus Marion, he’s been a complete coward, always looking for the easy way out, always looking to avoid the tough fights… and that’s why he’s been ducking me for a long time… long enough. Right here, right now, this ends. The excitement increases in intensity. Justin Moreno: So how about it, Marion? You a coward? You afraid to fight me? That’s what everyone’s thinking… and if you want to keep your “rep” from being destroyed… if you want to still get access to the Viper Room… then get out here and prove to everybody that you’re not afraid of Huntington Beach’s Most Extreme! Hopping down off the top turnbuckle, Justin Moreno slowly walks towards the middle of the ring, waiting, watching, hoping. The excitement grows as the fans watch on in anticipation. Just when people start to lose hope that anyone might walk out from the back, "Vote with a Bullet" by C.O.C. hits the speakers, and the excitement level hits a high as Marcus Marion steps through the curtain, coming out onto the stage. As you might expect, he’s wearing white jeans and a pink polo shirt, the collar flipped up. He has a microphone in hand, and when he gets to the top of the ramp it looks like he’s going to talk, but then he pauses, letting the booing roll in around him, and he walks down the ramp. Mark Perletta: I knew Marcus Marion was in the building tonight, and I figured that when Moreno called him a coward he might have something to say about it, but actually coming down to the ring?! Joey C: The True Revolutionary doesn’t need to be afraid of standing face to face with someone. He’s a two-time LEGACY World Champion, why wouldn’t he come out here and talk a little trash right in Moreno’s face?! Moreno just lost a match, what’s he going to do to Marion, disgust him with how bad he smells? Landon Savage: I have heard that people from Huntington Beach don’t shower as much as the national average. Slowly climbing the steel steps, Marcus Marion gets up onto the apron and looks in at Moreno, who glares right back at him. Marion looks out over the booing fans, then takes a moment before entering the ring. Walking back and forth for a moment, Marion collects his thoughts, trying to figure out how to start ripping into this “up and comer”, and finally he figures it out and stops pacing. When he lifts the microphone to his lips, however, Moreno reaches out with his empty hand and pushes the mic down a few inches and raises his own mic. Justin Moreno: You know what? There’s no need for you to actually SAY anything. These fans have heard you talk WAY too much over the past year or two, so tonight, we’re going to spare them. Besides, I’d say the time for talking is OVER! Reaching out, Moreno drills Marcus Marion in the forehead with the microphone, rocking him back a step. Not letting go of the microphone, Moreno again strikes Marion in the forehead, this time knocking him down to the mat. The cameras zoom in on Marcus’ face as he crawls towards the edge of the ring, trying to make an escape, and we see blood trickling down across the bridge of his nose, already starting to gather on his eyebrow. Mark Perletta: Justin Moreno just relentless in his attacking Marcus Marion… Joey C: Finally Justin Moreno shows his true stripes! He was planning on cheap shotting Marcus Marion the whole time, he didn’t want this to be a fair fight! How despicable! Landon Savage: I don’t know, Joe, Marcus Marion would’ve done the same to him… and I kind of like the fact that this kid is showing a little more moxie. Before Marion can crawl through the ropes to the outside, Justin Moreno grabs him by his ankles and starts pulling him back into the ring. When his body is completely inside the ropes, Marcus reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, but that doesn’t stop Moreno. Justin pulls harder, forcing Marion to release his grip on the bottom rope, smacking face down on the mat. Moreno flips forwards, landing back-on-back with a senton down onto Marcus. Spinning around and flipping over all in one fluid motion, Moreno gets to his feet, straddling Marion and uses his foot to flip Marcus over onto his back. Dropping down to his knees, Justin Moreno starts laying into Marion with hard right hands to the forehead. After about six shots, Moreno gets to his feet and pumps his bloody fist into the air, sending the crowd into a wave of wild cheers. Joey C: I can’t believe they’re cheering this guy for what basically amounts to savagery! Mark Perletta: I think “turnabout is fair play” explains it well enough! Marcus Marion has done plenty of bad things to people during his stay here in LEGACY that I don’t see this as a problem at all! Landon Savage: Way to justify it, Perletta. Going back to work on his nemesis, Justin reaches down and grabs Marion by his platinum hair, pulling him upwards, trying to get him to his feet. When he does so, however, Moreno gets drilled between the legs with a low blow from Marion, and the crowd’s reactions turn to one of intense hatred as Moreno gets doubled over in pain. Joey C: What was that about “turnabout”? Landon Savage: He does have a point. Marcus Marion gets to his feet and wipes some of the blood off of his forehead, keeping it from dripping in his eyes, causing his hair to turn a little more of it pink. Pivoting to the side, Marion lays a kick into the back of Moreno’s leg, then backs up a step, dives in and takes him down with a chop block. Getting back to his feet, Marion starts laying into Moreno’s legs with repeated kicks to the same spot. Justin rolls over and gets back to his feet, favoring the leg Marion had been working over, but Marcus keeps in on the attack, diving in with another chop block, taking Justin back down to the mat. Joey C: Marion has Moreno on the defensive, and this is where he thrives! Mark Perletta: The way things were looking a minute ago, I didn’t think it would get to this point. Landon Savage: You were at least hoping it wouldn’t. Lifting Moreno up off the mat from behind with a handful of hair, Marcus Marion lifts Justin Moreno up off the mat, as if he were going to hit an atomic drop, but he turns and takes two steps forwards and puts Moreno awkwardly on the top rope. After hooking Moreno’s injured leg under the top turnbuckle bar, Marion takes another handful of Moreno’s hair and shoves Justin’s head downwards, sending it right into the bottom turnbuckle, bending Moreno’s leg prone at the knee. With Justin suspended up-side down, Marion exits the ring through the ropes, hops down to the arena floor and takes a chair from the front row, cautiously quick to not give the fans a chance to do anything to him. With it folded up and in hand, Marion slides back into the ring under the bottom rope. Mark Perletta: This… this just isn’t good, not good at all! Joey C: If you’re a Moreno fan, yeah, it’s not looking too good for you right now, but it’s not like Marcus Marion is about to do anything illegal. This isn’t even a match! After backing up into the opposite corner of the ring, Marcus Marion charges in, holding the chair high, ready to strike. Before Marion gets there, Moreno pulls up on the second ropes, releasing the pressure on his knee, unhooking his foot, allowing him to crumple down to the canvas just as Marion swings the chair, and Marion connects only with the top turnbuckle, much to the delight of the fans all across the arena. Landon Savage: The kid gets a lucky break! Moreno rolls out onto the apron underneath the bottom rope, and as Justin starts to get to his feet, Marion swings the chair again in his direction. Spotting it, Moreno ducks, then sends a kick in between the ropes, hitting Marion in the ribs. As fast as he can with one hurt leg, Moreno climbs to the top turnbuckle and leaps off and kicks Marion in the chest, knocking him down to the mat. Mark Perletta: Nice work by Moreno to take over again on the offensive. Landon Savage: Marion’s not finished off yet, and if the last few pay per view matches are any indication, Justin Moreno can’t close out big fights on pay per view. Joey C: At least he’s kicking Marcus while he’s down, that’s at least a promising sign… Mark Perletta: Moreno backing up now… Landon Savage: OH! Justin Moreno with a kick right between the legs of Marcus Marion… and I guess the former two-time World Champion isn’t going to have to worry about impregnating any of his groupies… at least for a while anyway! Staying in on the attack, Justin Moreno grabs Marcus Marion by the hair and hoists him up off the mat, Marion still holding his nuts from the kick he just received. Moreno drags Marion over to the corner and slams his forehead into the top turnbuckle, then walks over and takes the chair Marion was using and DRILLS him in the back with it. Looking at the turnbuckle and then backing up a couple steps, Moreno puts the chair down on the mat, folded flat. He then walks over, grabs Marion from behind, spins him around and hoists him up onto his shoulders and struggles to put him up onto the top rope by stepping up onto the middle rope. Mark Perletta: Looks like Justin Moreno is going to look for some sort of move off the top rope, and if I know Moreno, he’s not going to be looking for just a simple superplex or something like that. Landon Savage: He’ll probably go for a move that will backfire, and that will give Marion the chance to put Moreno out of commission for good. Joey C: Yeah, I’m leaning more in that direction. Mark Perletta: I might’ve been wrong, it does look like Moreno is going to go for a superplex… he hooks Marion’s head under his arm… he lifts him up and over… it looks like a superplex…. WAIT A MINUTE! MORENO FLIPS OVER HALFWAY THROUGH THE SUPERPLEX!!! HE TURNS IT INTO A BACKFLIP URINAGE!! MARCUS MARION SLAMMED BACK FIRST INTO THAT CHAIR!!! WHAT A MOVE!!! Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!! After hitting the incredible move, Justin Moreno gets up to his knees and looks out over the approving fans, slowly pumping his fist into the air. He looks down upon Marcus Marion’s broken body one last time, spits onto his pink polo shirt, then exits the ring, soaking in the approving cheers of the gracious fans. As he walks backwards up the ramp, a chant begins of “MO-RE-NO! MO-RE-NO! MO-RE-NO!” throughout portions of the crowd, and he once again raises his arm into the air as EMTs rush past him, wheeling a gurney down the ramp to get Marcus Marion, who is still laid out. Mark Perletta: Well Justin Moreno may not have won his match here tonight, but he gets a victory which is probably bigger than he was hoping for as he finally gets revenge on Marcus Marion, hitting that amazing move… I’m being told in my earpiece that he calls that move the The M-80 whatever he calls that backflip urinage off the top rope… it was a moment on this pay per view that I personally will never forget. Joey C: I can understand these fans chanting “HOLY SHIT”, I can understand them chanting “MO-RE-NO”, but this… this is despicable… As the EMTs try to cautiously put Marcus Marion on the backboard to stabilize him before putting him on the gurney, the fans all around the arena are chanting the familiar song given to someone who won’t be around again for a while. “Na na na-na… na na na-na… Hey! Hey! Hey…. Goodbye!” |
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