We're back, and welcome to the third and final part of The Big Fight!! We're all set to get the double main-event started tonight with a no-holds-barred Street Fight pitting Troy Black against Falcon... but first, let's go backstage to the Black Plague dressing room, where the Big Brother Production Team has a camera waiting.
Backstage...
Troy Black is standing in the locker room, looking mildly agitated prior to his match with Falcon. Desmond, Brujah, Lorenzo Vasquez, and Tony Garcia are all sitting in the room as well, as if wating for something. Finally, Rebecca Black and Amy Lin enter the locker room with wet hair, smiling.
T. Black: You're finally here. Where were you two?
A. Lin: I was just taking a shower after the Big Fight... I didn't know you wanted me back here so soon.
T. Black: Took you long enough to shower, seeing as you got thrown out about a half hour ago. And Rebecca, where were you?
R. Black: I was helping.
T. Black: Helping?
R. Black: Yeah, scrubbing those hard to reach places, and and a few of the easy to reach places... you know, helping.
T. Black: ... Sure. But everyone's here now, and I just have one important thing to tell you all, regarding this Street Fight. ... I want you all to stay out of it.
A brief silence falls over the room.
A. Lin: ... Are you sure about that?
T. Black: I'm sure. No matter what happens out there... I just want it to be me and Falcon, one-on-one, man to man. I want to prove something to this entire company... and most importantly, I want to make it very clear to Falcon that he'll never beat me. Some people seem to be forgetting why it is that you don't cross Troy Black... and tonight, I'm going to remind them.
L. Vasquez: Okay, no problem. Fuck him up, Troy.
Desmond: Yeah... good luck.
T. Black: I'll see you all after the match.
After a moment's hesitation, Troy Black turns and walks out of the locker room door, leaving the rest of the Black Plague behind, looking after him. Tony Garcia briefly looks up from where he's been sitting quietly.
T. Garcia: He means it. Anyone who goes out that door to help him's going through me first.
R. Black: He damn well better know what he's doing...
The camera fades out on the Black Plague's dressing room.
So it seems that Troy Black is going to try to win this match alone... and make no mistake about it, he doesn't need anybody watching his back. Even alone, he's one of the most devestating forces VCW has ever seen... tonight, as he had said, he might just remind people why it is that you don't cross Troy Black. Back in the ring area, VCW ring announcer David Page is in the ring, preparing to make special introductions for this first of our main event matches tonight. He raises the microphone and begins to speak...
D. Page: Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for the first of two main event matches for the evening. The following contest is a Street Fight... there are no disqualifications, no countouts, and it is set for one fall, with a sixty-minute time limit. Your referee for this match is Bobcat McGavin.
Bobcat McGavin is standing in the middle of the ring, waiting for the participants in this match to arrive. "Shame" by Rollins Band begins playing first, and Falcon steps out of the backstage entrance, also alone. He had said when he made the challenge that he wanted Troy Black one-on-one, man to man, and that's what he'll get. The crowd cheers loudly as Falcon begins walking down the aisle.
D. Page: Introducing first... from Black Hills, South Dakota, he stands six feet and one inch tall, and weighs two hundred and thirty-five pounds. He is the first World Champion in VCW history... FALLLLLLLCONNNNNNN!!!
Falcon walks to the ring and climbs inside, not moving too quickly or striking any flamboyant poses... and that could be a sign that his back's still troubling him a little. But in spite of that, he seems determined to fight as he looks down the aisle, glaring at the backstage entrance as if he can see Troy Black already.
D. Page: And his opponent...
"For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins playing over the sound system, and the arena lights are replaced by dim silver-blue lights. The crowd boos as Troy Black steps out of the backstage area, and stands staring down the aisle at Falcon, who remains in the ring and returns his stare.
D. Page: From Pheonix, Arizona... he stands five feet ten inches tall, and weights one hundred and ninety-five pounds. He is the leader of the Black Plague, and a former VCW World Champion... TRRRROY BLLLLLLLAAAAAAACK!!!
Finally, Troy Black begins walking slowly to the ring, never taking his eyes off of Falcon. The crowd cheers as he steps up to the apron, then climbs inside the ropes and walks to stand face to face with Falcon. For a second, it looks as though the tension will be building for a long time... and then they start trading punches!! Troy Black and Falcon are going toe-to-toe in the middle of the ring, and Bobcat McGavin calls for the bell!
Street Fight:
Troy Black
vs.
Falcon
Falcon takes the advantage at first, driving Troy Black into the ropes with a series of punches, then whipping him to ropes. Falcon runs off the other side, and takes Troy Black down with a jumping kneelift in the middle as he comes off the ropes! Troy Black quickly pulls himself up to his feet, but Falcon quickly grabs him by the hair and takes him head-first into one of the turnbuckles. Troy Black staggers back... and Falcon grabs him from behind, then takes him down with a belly-to-back suplex! Troy starts getting up again, and Falcon nails him with a kick to the midsection, then grabs him and tosses through the ropes to the floor on the outside. Troy's down on the floor, but Falcon runs to the other side as he gets up, and nails him with a baseball slide dropkick, knocking him back into the guardrail!
On the outside, Falcon pulls Troy Black up to his feet and gives him a few kneelifts, then whips him into the guardrail on the other side. Troy Black collides back-first with it, then staggers forward.... and Falcon takes him down with a drop-toe hold, causing him to fall head-first into the ringsteps!! The crowd cheers, but Falcon doesn't even pause to pose or admire his handiwork... he stays on Troy Black, pulling him up by the hair, then shoving him back against the guardrail and nailing him with a series of quick chops and punches. Troy Black starts to stagger out... and Falcon grabs him by the hair and shirt, then throws him over the guardrail, among the fans! Several of them gather around Troy Black, touching him and messing with him, and now Falcon climbs up to stand on top of the guardrail, with his back facing Troy and the fans, as Troy gets up... FALCONSAULT INTO THE CROWD!! Troy Black and Falcon go down in a heap among the fans, and now both of them are surrpounded by hands that touch them and prod at them.
Falcon pulls Troy Black up and begins repeatedly punching him in the face, still surrounded by the fans from the front rows, then grabs him and tosses him back over to the other side of the guardrail, and climbs over after him. Troy Black's starting to get up, trying to drag himself away from Falcon's onslaught... but Falcon grabs a chair, and continues advancing on Troy Black! He raises it to swing as Troy Black gets up... and Troy Black punches the chair, knocking it back into Falcon's face!! Falcon staggers back, as Troy Black shakes his fist, wincing in pain... but Troy Black recovers first, and nails Falcon with a kick to the groin! Falcon drops the chair and doubles over, and Troy Black slides a leg over his head... Rocker Dropper on the chair!! Troy Black turns Falcon over onto his back and crouches over him, then begins pummelling him in the face... but has to stop to shake out his fist again. He seems to have hurt his hand punching that steel chair, and now it's coming back to haunt him by limiting his ability to punch Falcon!
Troy Black hauls Falcon back to his feet, then rolls him into the ring, grabs the chair, and climbs up on the apron. Falcon begins getting up... and Troy Black jumps up on the top rope, holding the chair, then leaps off to nail Falcon with a springboard leaping chairshot!! Falcon's down, and Troy Black stands over him and whacks him with the chair a few times, then sets the chair up and pulls Falcon to his feet, away from the chair. He puts Falcon in a headlock and starts running... and gives him a bulldog on the chair!! Falcon collapses in a heap after the impact, clutching his face and thrashing around on the mat, and Troy Black stops that with a kneedrop to the back! Falcon goes limp, save for a hand that goes to his back... but Troy Black mercilessly pulls him up, then lifts him and drops him across a knee with a backbreaker!
Falcon's faring rather poorly now, and his prospects aren't looking any better as Troy Black props him up in a corner, then grabs the chair and charges... but somehow, Falcon gets a foot up and kicks the chair, knocking it back into his face!! Troy Black collapses back, and Falcon slumps in the corner again, not able to make a comeback after the abuse he's taken. Troy Black's getting up, and Falcon finally staggers out to meet him, still distracted by pain... but Troy Black just grabs him and whips him into the other corner! He takes a running start, and this time leaps at him with a spinning leg lariat... but this time Falcon dives out of the way, and Troy Black's leg hits the corner, causing him to get a foot caught in the turnbuckle!! Though he's still showing signs of pain from his bad back, Falcon may have a little more energy left than he was letting on, and now he grabs Troy Black's other foot and gets it stuck in the top turnbuckle as well, tying him to the Tree of Woe!! The crowd cheers, and Falcon drives a couple kneelifts into Troy's abdomen, then grabs the chair... and he places it across his face! Falcon steps back to the corner... and he runs and hits the chair with a baseball slide, knocking it right into Troy's face!!
The impact knocked Troy down out of the corner, but it also may have knocked him out! Troy Black's down and out... but despite the pain across his face from his battered back, Falcon's getting up... and now he's ripping off the turnbuckle pad!! He tosses it out of the ring, then grabs Troy Black by the hair, and drives him repeatedly head-first into the steel bolt of the corner!! Falcon steps back, and Troy Black staggers away, his forehead busted open and leaking copious amounts of blood, before collapsing to the mat. And Falcon's going for the cover... no, he's not, he's crouching over Troy Black and raining fists down on his bloody face! Realistically, Falcon knows that Troy Black's one of the hardest men in VCW to keep down, and even this much abuse might not do it... and aside from that, the goal here would seem to be not to beat your opponent, but to destroy him. And Falcon may be destroying Troy Black here right before our eyes!
Falcon pulls Troy Black up, and puts on a front facelock, but then turns him around into a reverse neckbreaker, dropping him to the mat! Troy Black's down again, and not moving... but Falcon's going up to the top turnbuckle! He's slowed a tiny bit by his back condition, but he's up, and he comes off... FLYING ELBOWDROP!! But no, Troy Black rolls out of the way!! Falcon wipes out on the mat, and now they're both down... but Troy sits up!! The crowd lets out a huge round of boos for that, but he's getting up, looking like a vengeful ghost with bright red blood streaming down his pale face. Falcon begins to get up too... but Troy Black grabs him and whips him back-first into the steel turnbuckle bolt!! Falcon yells out in pain as his face contorts in agony, and that may have made a huge difference! Troy Black advances on him and drills him with a series of right hands to the face... then measures him and launches a quick, powerful thrust to the sternum... but Falcon drops down, and Troy Black punches the steel turnbuckle bolt!! His right hand was already a bit sore from punching the chair, and that couldn't have helped any!!
Troy Black backs up, holding his injured fist and gritting his teeth in pain... and it looks like he clearly skinned his middle knuckle badly on that blow. But he won't get any respite just yet; Falcon gets up, fighting back still more pain, then brings him down with a double-leg takedown... and he notices him holding his injured hand! A grin of sadistic enlightenment lights up Falcon's face as he realizes that Troy Black punched the turnbuckle pad, and he quickly grabs his hand, holds it to the mat, and begins dropping knees on it, drawing grunts of pain from Troy Black! Finally, Troy Black pulls himself free and rolls away... but Falcon gets up as well, and grabs the chair in the process! Troy Black shakes out his injured hand, then turns to Falcon... and gets laid out by a massive shot from the steel chair! Troy Black goes down, and Falcon grabs the chair, then drives the edge of it down on Troy Black's injured hand! Troy Black yells out in pain and pulls the hand back, but Falcon whacks him with the chair a few more times, then pulls his arm out again, and places the chair across his hand, holding it down with one foot... and drops down on the chair with a sitdown splash!! Falcon winces in pain as the move clearly sends an unwelcome jolt up his spine, but Troy Black's face is contorted with total anguish... his hand must be severely bruised, if not broken by now!
Falcon gets up slowly after that move, and as he tries to walk off the back injury, the full extent of his pain becomes apparent... he's hobbling like an arthritic old man. He makes a none-too-successful attempt to shake off the pain as he goes back to Troy Black. Troy's getting up, trying to shake the pain out of his hand with even less success than Falcon, but Falcon gives him a few kicks to the midsection, then grabs him by the back of the hair and tosses him through the ropes to the floor, near the ramp. Falcon sets up the chair near the ropes close to Troy, then manages a somewhat awkward, pained run into the ropes... and he jumps up on the chair, then springs off onto the top rope, then springs off THAT onto Troy Black as he gets up with a springboard cross bodypress to the floor!! The crowd cheers loudly, but that took its toll on both men, and they're both down!!
They both stay down for several seconds, and then start getting up, Falcon a few seconds ahead of Troy Black, still favoring his back severely. Falcon pelts Troy Black's blood-smeared face with a few right hands, then whips him into the guardrail. Troy Black staggers away, but Falcon nails him with a knee to the gut, then takes him head-first into the announcers' table! A bloody splotch is left on the table-top, but that may just be the beginning... Falcon rolls Troy Black onto the announcers' table, and climbs up with him, then puts on a standing headscissors... he's preparing to drill him right through the table with a piledriver!! The crowd cheers, and the announcers dive for cover... but Troy Black counters with a backdrop, and Falcon lands back-first on the concrete floor next to the table with an ugly "SMACK!". The crowd offers an "oooohh" of sympathy, but Troy Black just turns to face him, then comes off the announce table with a legdrop to his throat!
Falcon's not moving... he could be in a pretty serious condition at this point. He landed on that injured back on cold, hard concrete... but Troy Black's still showing no mercy as he pulls him up, then draws back a fist... but thinks better of that, given the condition of his hand. Instead, he begins laying a series of quick elbowsmashes into his head... but those just aren't having the same effect as Troy Black's quick, lethal punches and jabs. Apparently realizing this, Troy Black just gives up on striking, grabbing Falcon by the hair with his left hand, then rams him head-first into the steel ringpost. Falcon goes down in a heap, and now it appears that he's busted open as well, though not as severely as Troy Black.
Troy Black drags him back to the announcers' table, and takes him head-first into that, then pulls him up onto it and climbs up himself. Troy Black's trying to put Falcon through the announcer's table, and he pulls him up, then hooks his arms... DOUBLE ARM DDT THROUGH THE TABLE!! The table collapses beneath both men, and they're both down in the wreckage, as the announcers variously speculate about the health of both men and bitch about the table being destroyed. This time, Troy Black's getting up first... but it now looks questionable whether Falcon will be getting up at all after that move. Troy drags Falcon a little closer to the ring, then starts climbing to the top turnbuckle, until he's standing on it with his back facing Falcon. He watches Falcon over his shoulder, as he weakly begins to get up... and Troy Black leaps off... RINGPOST MOONSAULT!! But Falcon collapses backwards, out of the way, and only reflexes and agility allowing him to twist sharply in mid-air save Troy Black from landing right on his head!! Even so, he lands hard on the thin mats on the floor, taking the bump on his chest and face... and he's hurting. But so's Falcon, and neither man seems to be getting up quickly after the ungodly abuse they've taken.
Finally, after several seconds, Falcon gets up first, and reaches under the ring as he does so, pulling out a fire extinguisher. Even lifting that seems to be a mild added discomfort for his back, but he hoists it, then measures Troy Black as he gets up... and konks him right between the eyes with the hard metal bottom of the extinguisher!! Troy Black goes down, and now Falcon's dragging him out to the steel entrance ramp... and he gives him a DDT on the ramp! Troy Black's laid out again, but that landing didn't do Falcon's back any good, either. He gets up, a little slowly... then plants the heel of his boot right down on Troy Black's right hand and grinds down on it! The crowd cheers, and once again Troy Black's blood-covered face contorts in pain, as he tries pitifully to free his hand. Eventually, Falcon steps off, and now he's reaching under the ring... and he's got a pane of glass in a steel frame! Who put that there, and why!? No good use comes to mind... and it won't get any good use in Falcon's hands. The crowd cheers as Troy Black gets up... and Falcon brings the pane of glass down on his head!! It shatters and breaks out of the frame, landing in various places on the ramp, and Troy Black staggers back, as if preparing to no-sell the shot... then falls face-first into the shards of broken glass!!
Even the anti-Troy Black crowd has a few "ooohh"s mixed in with their cheers at that spot, and Falcon can't restrain a look that says "Man, are you CRAZY!?" at him for a split second. But Troy Black's starting to pull himself up, fortunately with no more damage than a few more small bleeding spots on his face, and Falcon grabs him by the back of the hair and drags him to the ring with effort, then smashes him head-first into the apron, leaving a huge bloody spot there, before rolling him inside. Falcon stops to wipe some of the blood off of his own face with the back of his arm, then climbs up on the apron, experiencing some difficulty due to his injuries, before climbing inside.
Troy Black starts to get up, but Falcon nails him with a few kicks to the midsection, then whips him into the ropes, and makes a hobbling run into the other side. Falcon lashes out with a clothesline as they meet in the middle... but Troy Black ducks, and they bounce off the other side... and Troy Black takes flight with a big jumping clothesline!! But now Falcon ducks, and springs up on the middle rope, and leaps off with the Falconsault as Troy Black gets up!! But Troy Black ducks and dodges forward, avoiding the Falconsault... BUT FALCON LANDS ON HIS FEET!! Troy Black turns around, and through the haze of blood his eyes widen incredulously to see Falcon on his feet... just before Falcon pivots and pops him in the chin with a superkick!! The crowd gives a big pop, in appeciation of the series of counters as well as Falcon's triumph. He hit the superkick on Troy Black, but it may have painfully extended a hurt muscle in his back, because he's in pain! But he guts it out, and drops down to make the first pin attempt of the match. Bobcat McGavin makes the count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!! Troy Black's still in this, and that's nothing short of amazing... a lesser man would probably be in an ambulance, on the way to a hospital at this point!
Falcon gets up slowly, giving Troy Black a venomous glare, but it doesn't seem like he's surprised... he knows Troy Black is a tough bastard, and halfway expected this. He drops a knee across his right hand again, more out of pure malice than anything else, and Troy Black's face once again contorts in pain. Now he's grinding the knee into Troy Black's hand, grinding the bones against each other and the mat, and he asks Bobcat McGavin to ask for the submission!! But Troy Black just yells "NO!" before Bobcat can even ask, then lunges up with the left hand and gouges Falcon in the eyes. Falcon falls back, clutching at his face... and he and Troy both get up, a little slowly, at the same time! Falcon rushes at Troy Black with a clothesline, but Troy Black wraps around him, catching the arm, and hooks on a full nelson... DRAGON SUPLEX!! But Troy Black can't hold the full nelson bridge with his right hand hurting, and he's forced to release him. But he's getting up again, and shaking out his hand... and now he grabs the chair!! He taps it on the mat, waiting on Falcon to get up... and he slowly does. Troy Black rushes and swings the chair at him... but Falcon ducks!! Troy Black turns around... AND FALCON SUPERKICKS THE CHAIR INTO HIS FACE!! Troy Black's down, and Falcon wearily falls across him for the cover. Bobcat McGavin goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... Shoulder up at the last possible second!! Somehow, Troy Black got a shoulder up!! Falcon shifts around, putting his weight on Troy's shoulders and hooking a leg, and Bobcat McGavin counts again... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... shoulder up again!! If only Falcon had had the strength to cover like that three seconds earlier, he could've won just now!
Falcon gets up slowly, still troubled by his back, and grabs the chair, then brings it down into Troy Black's hand spitefully a few times until he almost reflexively pulls it in and cradles it protectively. Troy Black's been reduced to a snivelling heap on the mat, and it's not often you see that! Falcon, evidently deciding to change tactics, turns him over... and now he's driving the edge of the chair down into Troy Black's neck repeatedly! This could injure Troy Black's neck again, and set him up for Falcon's one remaining trump card, the Falcon Arrow!! After several driving blows to the back of the neck, Falcon drops the chair in front of himself, then hauls Troy Black up again and puts on a front chancery, and yells out to the crowd "I'M GONNA BREAK HIS FUCKING NECK!!" The crowd pops as Falcon lifts him for the Falcon Arrow... but his back's not strong enough to adjust as Troy Black shifts his weight, blocking the lift attempt, then pulls him down into a small package! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout just after two and a half by Falcon! But it sure says something about just how desperate Troy Black was to avoid that move when he uses a technical wrestling counter in a Street Fight...
Both men start getting up wearily... but Troy Black's slightly quicker, and ducks a wildly swung right hand from Falcon, then pivots and hits a spinning front kick to the face! Falcon goes down, and Troy Black pulls off his shirt, receiving a modest roar of cheers and catcalls from the female portion of the crowd despite his rather lean, pale physique (it's a Hardy Boys thing, perhaps), then wipes his bloody face with it and throws the blood-and-sweat-soaked garment into the crowd, where a large fight ensues over it, and the scraps that it quickly becomes. Falcon's getting up again, but Troy Black's waiting on him... kick to the midsection!! And he pulls him to the chair... DOUBLE ARM DDT ON THE CHAIR!! Falcon may be finished off for good after that... but Troy Black's not finished yet! He's going up to the top turnbuckle... and the crowd's booing in dread, knowing what this means. He raises his battered fist in the air, then stops to massage it briefly, before kissing the bloody knuckle and letting out a primal yell to the crowd... BLACK DAGGER!!! He just dropped the Black Dagger right on Falcon's throat... but that may have been the final straw for his hand! Falcon convulses and twitches for a second after the fist to the throat, then lies still, but Troy Black's rolling around on the mat, kicking his legs, clutching his fist to his midsection as his face, which is slowly becoming bloody again as his wounds continue to ooze, contorts in an almost caricature-like grimace. Finally, after a few seconds, he sucks in a deep breath and pulls himself across Falcon's fallen body, hooking a leg... and Bobcat McGavin makes the count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... KICKOUT!!! Falcon kicked out after the Black Dagger, at the last possible instant!! Very, very few have EVER kicked out after the Black Dagger, and Falcon just did it! The pain in Troy Black's hand may have cost him...
Troy Black gets up, looking down at Falcon unbelievingly, then begins yelling incoherently at Bobcat McGavin, asking him why it wasn't three! He's irate... and perhaps a little desperate! That was the one big gun in his arsenal, and not only did it fail to put Falcon away, but it may have further injured his hand! Troy Black's practically screaming at Bobcat McGavin... and he shoves him!! But Bobcat McGavin barks some irate words at him and shoves him back!! Troy Black staggers back a step... and Falcon rolls him up from behind!! Bobcat McGavin makes the count, conveniently ignoring that Falcon has a handful of Troy Black's pants... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... NO!! At two and three-quarters, Troy Black kicks out!! He's getting up again too, but he thinks better of pestering Bobcat McGavin again, instead looking down at Falcon, unable to hide a hint of worry in his eyes.
Falcon starts getting up... but Troy Black grabs the chair and nails him in the head with a shot from it, stopping that. He jabs the edge of the chair into his back a few times, then grabs his legs and starts pulling back... it's a Boston crab!! Troy Black's trying something new, trying anything to put Falcon away... and this could actually be what does it! Since this is a Street Fight, Bobcat McGavin can't disqualify Troy Black for not releasing the hold if Falcon makes the ropes... and there's no way in HELL that Falcon has the strength in his back left to power out of this hold! Falcon cries out in pain, and flails about for the ropes instinctively before realizing that won't do any good... but now he reaches out and grabs the chair! Troy Black leans back further, bending Falcon's back and eliciting a tortured scream from him... but Falcon has the chair, and he raises it over his head and thrusts backward, driving the edge of it into Troy's back! Troy releases the hold and slumps forward, and Falcon's now free!
Even though he's free, however, Falcon's not getting up very quickly... and now Troy's coming back over to him, but Falcon raises the chair again, and drives it into his midsection! Troy Black doubles over and staggers away, as Falcon pulls himself to his feet with obvious effort. Troy Black turns around... and Falcon brings the chair down on his head HARD in a stiff, horrible chairshot! More blood from Troy Black's once-again-bloody face comes off on the chair, and Troy's down in a heap... but Falcon's dropping the chair, and pulling him up into a front chancery! He's looking for the Falcon Arrow on the chair... and that'll quite probably be the end of this match, if he can make it work!! He yells "THIS TIME, I GOT HIM!!" and lifts him up... FALCON ARROW ON THE CHAIR!! That did it!! That had to do it!! Falcon quickly sucks up the pain in his back, crawls across Troy Black, and hooks a leg, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... SHOULDER UP!! Now it's Falcon's turn to look at Bobcat McGavin in disbelief... nobody's ever kicked out of the Falcon Arrow, much less a Falcon Arrow on a chair!! It's looking like Troy Black truly is indestructable!
Falcon's getting up, his movement slower and more pained than ever... but he seems determined, more than worried. He places the chair near a corner, then grabs Troy Black and places him up on one of the top turnbuckles... and now he's climbing up with him! He hooks on a front chancery... and if he's going to Falcon Arrow onto onto the chair from the top turnbuckle, it'll end more than this match... it'll end his career!! The crowd rises to their feet, cheering wildly in anticipation, and Falcon lifts him... but he can't get him up!! His back just gave out, and he drops Troy Black back down on the turnbuckle!! Now Troy Black straightens up, and grabs Falcon, lifting him as he jumps off... OH MY GOD!!! TOP-ROPE SPINEBUSTER ON THE CHAIR!!! Troy Black probably just condemned Falcon to life as a paraplegic with that move, and now he crawls across him for the cover... and Falcon's completely motionless! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! It's over!! The brutality's FINALLY over!!
Street
Fight:
Troy Black pinned Falcon after a top-rope spinebuster in 0:35:25.
Rating: *****
The crowd boos loudly as Troy Black rises up slowly off of Falcon's body, his body glistening with sweat and his face covered in blood. The boos slowly give way to a smattering of grudging cheers and a chant of "VCW!" as the crowd shows its appreciation for what was unquestionably one hell of a fight. Troy Black climbs to one of the top turnbuckles and poses with his arms raised high, getting a chorus of loud boos from the crowd, then rolls out of the ring and begins staggering backstage wearily, shrugging off medical personnel and trainers that ask him questions on his way. The medical people and trainers are continuing to the ring, though... and it looks like Falcon needs their services. He's still not moving... he could be hurt badly. Lady Erica Whitmore's out with them, crouching over Falcon with concern as they load him onto a stretcher, then begin wheeling him backstage.
This could be truly bad... we had touched earlier upon the fact that the Street Fight might be more of a fight for survival than a wrestling match... and Falcon just lost that fight. He took more punishment than perhaps anybody in VCW, excepting possibly Chris Champlain... and Chris Champlain's still out with his injuries. Likewise, Falcon could be out of it for a long, long time, after that savage, focused attack on his back, culminating in that lethal top-rope spinebuster. The camera's following Falcon's stretcher as the medical crews take it backstage, then outside, where they load it in an ambulance. Lady Erica Whitmore climbs inside with him, with permission from the medical crews, and grabs his hand worriedly... and his hand twitches briefly, then squeezes her hand in return. At least he's moving somewhat... that's a good sign. We'll have a further update on his condition as more information becomes clear... but now the ambulance doors are closed, and the vehicle drives away, sirens blaring.
Wow... Falcon's condition notwithstanding, Tony Garcia and David Wright Hubbard now have one hell of an act to follow. But that's our next match, and the VCW World Title is on the line! VCW ring announcer David Page is back in the ring, with a microphone, and he's preparing to announce the second of our double main-events, the grand finale. The crowd's still a little bit stunned by what we've just seen...
D. Page: Ladies and gentlemen... it is now time for the second of our main event matches, and the final match of the evening! The following contest is set for one fall, with a sixty minute time limit... and it is for the VCW World Title!! Your referee for this match is Brendan Powers.
Brendan Powers climbs into the ring in preparation for his duties as the official in this match, looking himself a little blown away by the events of the Street Fight. But now "I, Zombie (Europe In The Raw Mix)" by White Zombie is playing, and Tony Garcia steps out of the backstage entrance, carrying his wooden axe handle, along with Rebecca Black and Troy Black, who's still shirtless and bleeding. But Troy Black just stops to hug Tony Garcia before the match, then claps him on the back and steps backstage, leaving Tony and Rebecca to make the way to the ring themselves.
D. Page: Introducing first, accompanied by Rebecca Black... from Pheonix, Arizona via Madrid, Spain, the challenger in tonight's VCW World Title match! He stands six feet four inches tall, and weighs three hundred and thirty-one pounds... a living legend, known as one of the toughest, most feared, most dangerous men the wrestling world has ever known... the TNM Elite Lethal Lottery Cup winner... TOOOOOONYYYYY GARRRRRRCIIIIIIIAAAAA!!!
Tony Garcia makes his way to the ring and hands the wooden axe handle off to Rebecca Black, then climbs into the ring and bellows out at the crowd, which boos him loudly in reply. He gives them a look of contempt, then slaps his chest and rolls his shoulders and neck, loosening up for what'll no doubt be one hell of a fight against the VCW World Champion.
D. Page: And his opponent...
"War Pigs" by Black Sabbath begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd gives a mixed reaction, with noticably more cheers than boos, as David Wright Hubbard limps out of the backstage area, obviously troubled by his knee, which is still wrapped in a kneebrace. Nevertheless, he raises the title belt high in the air with one hand and bellows, then points to the title with the other hand, as Tony Garcia snarls and motions for him to bring it on, then makes the motion of putting a belt around his waist.
D. Page: He comes from Austin, Texas... standing six feet five inches tall, and weighing two hundred and seventy-three pounds. He is the winner of the Survival of the Fittest Tournament in 2000, one of VCW's most powerful, intense combatants, and the current, reigning VCW Champion of the WOOOOORRRRRRLLDD... DAAAAVID WRIIIIIGHT HUBBARRRRRRRRRD!!!
David Wright Hubbard begins walking to the ring, with a heavy limp and a lot of purpose and intensity in his eyes. He's wounded, make no mistake about that... but he came here to fight tonight! He tosses the VCW World Title belt to the timekeeper, then slides inside and gets up, then wades right in and starts hammering Tony Garcia, who begins punching him back! Bobcat McGavin immediately calls for the bell, and this match is beginning now!!
For the VCW World Title:
David Wright Hubbard (c)
vs.
Tony Garcia
w/Rebecca Black
David Wright Hubbard seems to get the better of Tony Garcia at the start, drilling fists into him repeatedly... but Tony Garcia shakes them off, no-selling the impact, then backs up, smacks himself in the face on each side with a closed fist, and bellows defiantly at David Wright Hubbard... but David Wright Hubbard's left hand raises up to give Tony Garcia the middle finger, seconds before the right goes forward and punches Tony Garcia right between the eyes, taking him off his feet! Tony Garcia gets up, and David Wright Hubbard's waiting on him. He hammers him with a few more punches, then whips him into the ropes, and gives him a big boot as he comes off... but no, Tony Garcia grabs his foot, then takes him down into an achilles tendon hold!! David Wright Hubbard bellows in pain, and quickly squirms and scrambles, making it to the ropes and forcing a reluctant break from Tony Garcia. He didn't seem to be expecting that kind of quick reaction out of Tony Garcia... but he'd better learn to expect it quickly, because that's just what you can expect from the reflexes of a twenty-five year veteran!
David Wright Hubbard begins pulling himself up, but Tony Garcia's staying on him, stomping and kicking at the right knee as he pulls himself up. David Wright Hubbard manages to get to his feet, but Tony Garcia stays on the offense, giving him a knee to the gut that doubles him over, then whaling on his back with a few heavy forearm smashes. David Wright Hubbard retaliates, throwing a punch of his own... but Tony Garcia ducks and grabs his legs, pulling him down in a double-leg takedown, then mounts him and begins mauling him with a flurry of stiff punches, and it's all David Wright Hubbard can do to cover up until Brendan Powers forces Tony Garcia to get off him and stop the closed fists under threat of disqualification!
Tony Garcia gets up, and David Wright Hubbard's beginning to pull himself up... but Tony Garcia draws back, and gives him a bionic elbow square between the eyes, sending him back down! That won't keep him down, though... and Tony Garcia draws back a hand as he gets up again... and reaches forward and puts on a clawhold!? That seemed to catch everyone by surprise... that move was common in Tony Garcia's time, but hasn't been seen much in modern wrestling. It's commonly been viewed as an outdated move from the past... and perhaps we can see why, as David Wright Hubbard squirms under it, then raises a fist up between Tony Garcia's legs to nail him with a low blow! Tony Garcia doubles over... and David Wright Hubbard gets up and nails him with an uppercut, rocking him back! Tony Garcia begins to stagger forward again... and David Wright Hubbard gives him a huge dropkick, taking the big man down!! His good leg apparently still has enough strength to make that an effective move, and Tony Garcia just found out the hard way!
David Wright Hubbard gets up and stomps away at Tony Garcia as he pulls himself up, then grabs him and whips him into the corner (fortunately, ring crew have replaced the turnbuckle pad that was ripped off earlier). Tony Garcia staggers out, and David Wright Hubbard grabs him again, then whips him to the other corner, and follows him in with an elbowsmash to the chin, then climbs up to the second turnbuckle and begins raining punches down on him! The crowd counts along... but Tony Garcia grabs David Wright Hubbard and walks out with him, then brings him down in an inverted atomic drop! David Wright Hubbard's in pain, but Tony Garcia never released the waistlock... he just shifts his grip a little, then takes David Wright Hubbard down with a massive belly-to-belly suplex!! David Wright Hubbard's down, and Tony Garcia goes for the cover and hooks a leg. Brendan Powers makes the count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two by David Wright Hubbard! He's not an easy man to keep down, even with powerful moves like that one.
Tony Garcia gets up and stops to smooth out his moustache, then grabs David Wright Hubbard's right leg and begins dropping elbows into the knee, trying to soften it up. This is a deviation from standard operating procedure for Tony Garcia... normally, he goes after the opponent's back, but this time, he's attacking David Wright Hubbard's injured knee. That may be a wise decision; capitalizing on the existing injury can only make matters worse for David Wright Hubbard. David Wright Hubbard bellows in pain, and Tony Garcia pulls him to his feet, then grabs his leg, and brings him down again with a kneebreaker! He grabs the leg and tries to turn him over for a half Boston... but David Wright Hubbard's too close to the ropes, and he grabs the ropes before the hold is even applied!
Angry at having his attempt at a submission hold thwarted, Tony Garcia hauls David Wright Hubbard up to his feet, then whips him into the ropes. David Wright Hubbard comes off, hobbling, and ducks under a massive lariat from Tony Garcia, and wraps around behind him! He grabs him from behind and lifts him up... belly-to-back suplex!! David Wright Hubbard just suplexed Tony Garcia, who weighs well over three hundred pounds! Undaunted, Tony Garcia's getting back up again... but David Wright Hubbard backs him up to the ropes with a series of punches, then doubles him over with a kneelift from his good knee, and tosses him out of the ring!
David Wright Hubbard follows Tony Garcia to the outside, punching him repeatedly, then grabs the back of his hair and rams him head-first into the steel ringsteps. Tony Garcia staggers back, and David Wright Hubbard whips him into the back-first into guardrail, then continues unloading on him with a series of right hands! Once again, Tony Garcia staggers out... and now David Wright Hubbard grabs his hair again, and rams him head-first into the ringpost, knocking him down! David Wright Hubbard turns and starts pulling up the protective mats at ringside, exposing the concrete floor. Tony Garcia's getting up... and David Wright Hubbard scoops him up, then slams him down on the concrete! But now Rebecca Black's coming up from behind David Wright Hubbard... and she taps him on the shoulder. David Wright Hubbard turns around... and Rebecca Black spits in his face, then gives him both middle fingers! Does she have a death wish!? David Wright Hubbard immediately lunges for her, but Rebecca Black begins running, and David Wright Hubbard's not fast enough to catch her on his bad knee. After taking a few hobbling steps after her, he turns around in disgust back to Tony Garcia... who's now up, and nails David Wright Hubbard with a kick to the gut as he comes around!
Tony Garcia rolls David Wright Hubbard back in the ring, then climbs inside after him. David Wright Hubbard gets up, but Tony Garcia shoves him back into a corner, then begins nailing him with a combination of heavy, stiff punches, until he slumps down to a sitting position. With David Wright Hubbard down, Tony Garcia puts a boot in his throat and begins choking him with it! Brendan Powers warns Tony Garcia to release the choke, then begins counting, and Tony Garcia pushes his luck by nearly waiting until five before releasing it. Now Tony Garcia drags him into the middle of the ring by the leg... and he puts on a kneebar! David Wright Hubbard yells out in pain and begins thrashing around, trying to fight off Tony Garcia or reach the ropes... he's struggling, trying to escape the hold... and now he's trying to drag himself towards the ropes! Tony Garcia's continuing to apply pressure, trying to hyperextend the knee, but David Wright Hubbard's fighting off the pain, reaching for the ropes... and he finally gets there, but not after several more seconds of damage to his knee!!
Tony Garcia begins getting up again, David Wright Hubbard's trying to stand on his weakened knee as well... but Tony Garcia helps him there by pulling him up, then proceeds to whip him into a corner. David Wright Hubbard connects back-first and staggers out... and Tony Garcia grabs him, then whips him to the opposite corner! Tony Garcia backs up, then charges in for an avalanche... but David Wright Hubbard steps out of the way! Tony Garcia connects with the turnbuckle, and staggers out... and David Wright Hubbard cuts him down with a HUGE lariat!! He goes for the cover, hooking a leg... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Rebecca Black grabs his foot and pulls him off-center from the outside, allowing Tony Garcia to throw a shoulder up! Brendan Powers didn't see anything, but David Wright Hubbard knows what happened, and he stops to threaten Rebecca Black before turning his attention back to Tony Garcia.
Tony Garcia's getting up, and David Wright Hubbard clobbers him with a few more fists as he stands, then backs him into a corner and begins nailing him with several knees to the gut from his good left knee. Tony Garcia staggers out, doubled over... and David Wright Hubbard puts on a headlock, then takes a few hobbling steps before dropping him with a bulldog! Tony Garcia's down face-first on the mat, but starting to get up again... but now David Wright Hubbard sits down on his back and puts on a chinlock, putting Tony Garcia in a camel clutch! David Wright Hubbard yells "TAP OUT, YOU FAT BASTARD!!" drawing a mild pop from some portions of the crowd, and Brendan Powers begins asking Tony Garcia if he wants to give this one up! But Tony Garcia's not giving up without a fight, and he's fighting the hold right now. He's trying to power out of it... and slowly but surely, he's getting to his feet! He's pulling himself up... and David Wright Hubbard wisely lets go rather than stay on his back with the chinlock.
Tony Garcia's up, but David Wright Hubbard's staying on him, nailing him with a few more punches, then giving him a solid kick to the midsection that doubles him over! And now he's wrapping around him... and putting on an abdominal stretch!? He's trying to get a submission out of Tony Garcia, or at least wear him down with these holds! Brendan Powers goes to ask Tony Garcia for a submission, and David Wright Hubbard grins evilly grabs the ropes for extra leverage, getting another mild cheer from the crowd. But Rebecca Black's screaming at Brendan Powers, telling him David Wright Hubbard has the ropes... and he turns around, just as David Wright Hubbard releases the ropes and plays innocent. Brendan Powers asks about the shaking ropes, but David Wright Hubbard blames that on Rebecca Black, and that seems to satisfy Brendan Powers, who turns back to asking Tony Garcia for a submission... and David Wright Hubbard grabs the ropes again! But this time, Rebecca Black jumps up on the apron and grabs his wrist with both hands, trying to pull it off of the ropes... and David Wright Hubbard releases the hold and turns around! He grabs Rebecca Black by the hair, and draws back a fist to punch her... but Tony Garcia comes from behind and nails him with a low blow!!
David Wright Hubbard goes down, and Tony Garcia picks him up, then chucks him out of the ring and steps out after him. Rebecca Black gets Brendan Powers's attention, complaining about David Wright Hubbard's ill treatment of her... and while she does, Tony Garcia grabs the wooden axe handle! David Wright Hubbard's starting to get up... but Tony Garcia nails him in the back of the knee with it, taking him down! And now he's doing it again and again, beating the hell out of his injured knee, then sets aside the axe handle and begins stomping at David Wright Hubbard normally just before Brendan Powers turns around. That may have done the damage that'll make the difference in this match.
David Wright Hubbard's down, and Tony Garcia reaches under the ring, pulling out a table. He sets it up perpendicular to the ring apron, then pulls David Wright Hubbard up, and lifts him... and he powers him up in a Gorilla Press!! But David Wright Hubbard starts squirming, and he slides down Tony Garcia's back, then grabs him by the hair and takes him head-first into the steel ringpost!! That just drew some blood... Tony Garcia's busted open! David Wright Hubbard takes him head-first into the ringpost again, leaving a bloody spot on it, then rolls him up onto the apron, near the table! Now David Wright Hubbard's up on the apron, slowly and painstakingly climbing to the top turnbuckle on his bad knee, as Tony Garcia gets up... and he leaps off with the Flying Cross Bodypress, causing Tony Garcia to fall backwards through the table to the floor!! That spot has been a staple of David Wright Hubbard's offense, and he just used it to devestating effect on Tony Garcia, who's now down at ringside under David Wright Hubbard, amidst the wreckage of the table!
After both men stay down for a few seconds, David Wright Hubbard gets up first, pulling Tony Garcia to his feet, and rolls him back into the ring. He climbs in after him, and goes for the cover. Brendan Powersgoes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half!! Tony Garcia still has a lot of fight left! But David Wright Hubbard has a lot of offense left to dish out... and he pulls Tony Garcia back to his feet, then whips him into the ropes! Tony Garcia comes off the other side... right into a huge lariat from David Wright Hubbard! He goes for the cover again... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!! Tony Garcia still has more left in him! But David Wright Hubbard seems like he expected that, and he pulls Tony Garcia up into a standing headscissors... he's going to try to power bomb him! Can he get him up!? He begins to lift him... but his knee's not strong enough, and it gives out during the attempt! David Wright Hubbard didn't get him up... and now Tony Garcia counters with a backdrop!
Tony Garcia pauses to try to shake off the effects of David Wright Hubbard's offense, then turns around as he gets up, and whips him into the ropes. David Wright Hubbard hobbles off the ropes, and Tony Garcia catches him and drills him to the mat with a huge powerslam!! He hooks the leg, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half! David Wright Hubbard's not ready to lay down and die either. Tony Garcia gets up and grabs his legs... and he's stepping through, and turning him over... SCORPION DEATHLOCK!! Tony Garcia has a scorpion deathlock on David Wright Hubbard in the middle of the ring! He sits down on it, leaning back and putting on pressure as his blood-covered face makes a vicious snarl! David Wright Hubbard's a fair distance away from the ropes, too... can his knee hold out long enough for him to make it there? We'll find out... he's starting to drag himself in that direction. He's making his way slowly towards the ropes, pulling himself there... and the pro-David Wright Hubbard section of the crowd cheers him on as he begins getting near! He's obviously suffering greatly as he pulls himself forward slowly, coming near the ropes... but he's close, and he reaches out... and Tony Garcia pulls him back into the center of the ring, then sits down on the hold again!!
David Wright Hubbard's still stuck in the scorpion deathlock, and now once again he's nowhere near the ropes! He's changing tactics now... he plants his hands on the mat, and begins pushing up! He's going to try to power his way out of this hold... but can he do it, when it's being applied by a man who's well over three hundred pounds!? He's pushing up, trying to break the hold, and Tony Garcia's trying to lean back and keep the pressure on... but David Wright Hubbard finally pushes free! The hold's broken, and Tony Garcia can hardly believe it! But the disbelief on his bloodied face slowly gives way to rage, and he pulls David Wright Hubbard into a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB!! Tony Garcia flattened David Wright Hubbard with a power bomb of his own, but he's not going for the pin! Instead, he's going out to the apron, and climbing one of the corners... and he's up on the top turnbuckle! This could be the match ender, right here... and three hundred and thirty pounds of Tony Garcia takes flight in a flying bodypress!! But David Wright Hubbard moves out of the way, and Tony Garcia wipes out on the mat!!
Both men are slow to get up, and Brandon Powers starts giving them the ten-count... but both men get up as he gets to eight. Tony Garcia throws a punch... but David Wright Hubbard blocks it! David Wright Hubbard begins unloading on him with a series of hard right hands, backing him up... then whips him into the ropes. Tony Garcia comes off... and David Wright Hubbard gives him a big boot that nearly knocks his head into the cheap seats!! That may have aggravated his knee condition, but he's biting back the pain, and trying to focus his inner fury! He pulls Tony Garcia into a standing headscissors, and bellows loudly as he begins to lift him... POWER BOMB!! He did it!! David Wright Hubbard just power bombed Tony Garcia, and he drops down on him for the cover!! Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!!
David Wright Hubbard glares down at Tony Garcia as he gets up... but now he's pointing to the sky, and that gets a pop from the pro-David Wright Hubbard portion of the crowd. He climbs up to the top turnbuckle slowly, as Tony Garcia gets up. Tony Garcia turns around... FLYING CROSS BODYPRESS!! That move won him the title, and it just took Tony Garcia down! David Wright Hubbard hooks a leg, and Brendan Powers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... SHOULDER UP!! At two and nine-tenths, Tony Garcia rolled a shoulder up... and that gets a little surprise from David Wright Hubbard. Tony Garcia's bleeding, battered, and weary, but he's still in this match!!
But he's not letting it stop him... he just pulls Tony Garcia up, and continues the abuse, backing him into the ropes with a series of hard right hands. He whips Tony Garcia into the other side... but no, Tony Garcia reverses, and runs into the ropes himself! He rushes David Wright Hubbard with a lariat... but David Wright Hubbard ducks, and Tony Garcia flattens Brendan Powers with his lariat! He turns around, and David Wright Hubbard launches a massive boot to his face... but Tony Garcia catches the foot, and brings him down in a dragon screw leg whip!! He rips off the kneebrace and chucks it out of the ring, then turns David Wright Hubbard over, and into a half Boston!! David Wright Hubbard's caught in the half Boston, in the middle of the ring... and his knee's no longer protected by that kneebrace! Tony Garcia's leaning back, putting on every bit of pressure he can muster... AND DAVID WRIGHT HUBBARD STARTS TAPPING OUT!! His knee must be destroyed by now, and after all this abuse, without the kneebrace, he just can't take it anymore!! Tony Garcia gets up, raising his hands in victory... then looks and sees that Brendan Powers is still down, and didn't register the submission.
Both David Wright Hubbard and Brendan Powers are down... and Tony Garcia turns to Rebecca Black! He's calling for his wooden axe handle! Rebecca Black gives it to him, and he takes aim as David Wright Hubbard begins to get up. He's drawing it back like a baseball player ready to hit one deep into the outfield... but he better do it quick, because Brendan Powers is starting to get up as well!! David Wright Hubbard turns around, just as Tony Garcia swings for his head... and he ducks!! Tony Garcia missed the swing, and David Wright Hubbard slugs him in the gut, then yanks the axe handle out of his grasp and draws it back... and he nails Tony Garcia right in the bloodied face with it! Tony Garcia goes down hard... but Brendan Powers saw that, and he's calling for the disqualification!! Tony Garcia just won this match via disqualification!!
Tony
Garcia defeated David Wright Hubbard via disqualification in
0:27:54.
Rating: **
(David Wright Hubbard retained the VCW World Title.)
David Wright Hubbard's standing up, barely putting any weight on his bad knee, and he raises the axe handle high in the air and bellows loudly! He may not have won this match, but it seems that he survived it... he laid Tony Garcia out with the axe handle, and he's still the VCW World Champion!! The crowd's responding with mostly boos, not appeciating the DQ finish at all... but the fact remains that David Wright Hubbard is still the VCW World Champion, and unlike Tony Garcia, he's on his feet, still standing!! The fact that he went up against a man as deadly as Tony Garcia while injured and survived is a testament to his toughness...
WAIT!! "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd boos as Troy Black, still shirtless and battered after his encounter with Falcon, steps out of the backstage area, flanked by every last member of the Black Plague that's not already at ringside!! He has a microphone in his hands, and he doesn't look happy...
T. Black: Lorenzo... Brujah... Desmond... Amy... I want you to kill that man.
The Black Plague's charging the ring, as David Wright Hubbard stands back with the axe handle, grimacing defiantly as he prepares to bash in the skull of anyone who gets near him! Desmond slides in and rushes up first... and he takes an axe handle blow to the face that knocks him down! A split second later, Brujah is upon David Wright Hubbard as well... but David Wright Hubbard catches him in the chest with a backswing of the axe handle, sending him sprawling to the mat! But Lorenzo Vasquez takes advantage of the distraction, coming in from behind and taking David Wright Hubbard's knee out from under him!! Tony Garcia's getting up as well now, as Amy steps forward and Brujah and Desmond get up... and they surround David Wright Hubbard and begin beating the hell out of him!!
The crowd boos loudly as the Black Plague begins assaulting David Wright Hubbard, but Troy Black just smiles as he walks to the ring, then climbs inside with Rebecca. He stands back from the carnage, watching with satisfaction as the Black Plague begins assaulting David Wright Hubbard. Tony Garcia has reclaimed his axe handle now, and he's furious about not winning the VCW World Title tonight, laying into David Wright Hubbard's fallen body in a rage!! He didn't win the title, but he's going to destroy David Wright Hubbard right here!
WAIT!! "Sad But True" by Metallica just hit the arena sound systems, and Melissa DelArmeggio comes out of the back, carrying a chair! She doesn't seem to be entirely healthy, after falling across the guardrail during the Big Fight, but she's out here to make the save anyway! She slides into the ring with the chair, and Amy Lin moves forward to meet her... and takes a chairshot to the head! Brujah advances on Melissa as well, and she nails him with the chair too!! But now Lorenzo Vasquez slips in from the side and grabs the chair, and tries to tug it away from Melissa... but she's not letting go!! She's holding onto the chair desperately... and Tony Garcia clubs her from behind with the wooden axe handle!! Melissa goes down, and Amy Lin says something to Tony Garcia... and he's smiling now as he picks her up across his shoulders... TORTURE RACK!! Tony Garcia has Melissa DelArmeggio in the Torture Rack, and the rest of the Black Plague descends on David Wright Hubbard once again, and they continue assaulting him!!
The crowd continues booing loudly, and this looks exceedingly bad... there's no signs of the beating stopping anytime soon. Melissa DelArmeggio and David Wright Hubbard could end up severely injured, in the same boat as Falcon... BUT THE LIGHTS JUST WENT OUT!!! The lights are out again!! What the hell's this all about!?
T. Black: I don't know who you are, or who you THINK you are... but your little tricks don't scare me.
Troy Black still has a microphone! The lights are out, and previously this has been a prelude to a mysterious attack on the Black Plague, but Troy Black wants to confront whoever's responsible!
T. Black: I'm not scared of the dark. If you want to settle something with the Black Plague... if you want to settle something with ME... come out and show yourself. I already put one man in the hospital tonight, and I can do it again.
Troy Black meets only silence and darkness in response. Obviously the activity in the ring has stopped, as the Black Plague members brace themselves for another attack in the darkness.
T. Black: In the darkness... in the light... it doesn't matter to me. Set foot anywhere near me, and it'll be the last mistake you ever make. Now show yourself, so that the people can see who you are... because even your mother won't recognize you after I'm through with you.
The lights flicker, and they come back on... and someone's standing on the entrance ramp! SANDIS ARLINGTON!!! IT'S SANDIS ARLINGTON, FORMERLY OF SMCW!!! The portion of the crowd that recognizes him cheers wildly, and the others just sit in stunned silence. The Black Plague members are staring at him in shock, with Melissa DelArmeggio and David Wright Hubbard in lifeless, forgotten heaps on the mat, but Troy Black quickly recovers his composure and raises the microphone again...
T. Black: Who in the HELL do you think you are to show up in my wrestling company and stick your nose in my business!?
Sandis Arlington just returns Troy's glare with a look of bored annoyance as he raises his microphone to speak.
S. Arlington: To put it simply... I'm Sandis Arlington. Those who've seen me before know that I'm the reason why you're only the SECOND-best wrestler the world has ever seen... and those who haven't are about to find out.
T. Black: ... And you're here to make a name for yourself at the expense of the Black Plague. Let me tell you something, you overrated, overconfident pest... and a pest is all you are. Not a threat, but a nuisance. Maybe you're a big fish in the tiny little pond you came from... but you just jumped into an ocean full of sharks, and if you don't get the hell out right now, you'll be eaten alive.
S. Arlington: Setting aside all of your aquatic gibberish and tedious self-promotion, I can tell you one thing. I'm not here to make a name for myself... my name's already been made. All around the world, I've beaten the best wrestlers ever to step into the ring. Just recently in SMCW, I made a monthly routine of beating a sad, pathetic little man who reminds me a great deal of you... but I'm not here to deal with the past. I'm here to pursue the future... a future that will see me put an end to your pathetic egotistical parade and your ridiculous Black Plague.
T. Black: Let's see what ends up being pathetic and ridiculous when you try to back up that talk. You can even turn the lights out, if it makes you feel better... even if I can't see you, I can sense you... I can feel you... and that means if you have the guts to come near me, I can destroy you.
Troy Black's eyes are unmoving from Sandis's location at the top of the ramp, staring out at him with raw, icy malice. But Sandis Arlington's face, though set in a grim expression, shows no hint of concern at Troy's threats.
S. Arlington: I have to give you credit... it's clear that you don't fear the darkness. For your own sake, you'd better have a healthy fear of the ones who strike from behind its cover... but I can tell that you do. You knew that I was gone from SMCW when you were bringing together your Black Plague... and you didn't even try to recruit me. By your mind, surely a mere insignificant pest like Sandis Arlington would jump at the chance to serve the great and mighty Troy Black... but you never tried to reach me, saving me the trouble of laughing in the face of your little offer. But why didn't you try to reach me? I can tell you why... you fear me. You didn't want me anywhere near "your wrestling company", because you were afraid that the people would learn the truth... the simple truth that Sandis Arlington is better than Troy Black.
Troy Black paces back and forth in the ring, staring at Sandis Arlington down the aisle. Melissa DelArmeggio and David Wright Hubbard are both stirring now, but neither seems likely to get up any time soon. Most members of the crowd, and all of the members of the Black Plague are silent, as the tension builds. Finally, Troy stops and looks directly at Sandis.
T. Black: You know... you're not even worth the time I'd waste proving you wrong. Guys... go down there and make sure we send him back up to Toronto in a bodybag.
The Black Plague members nod and mutter in agreement, and they're piling out of the ring and rushing down the aisle... BUT THE LIGHTS ARE OUT AGAIN!!! The lights went out before they could reach Sandis Arlington... but what's going on!? After several moments of confused silence, the lights come back on again... and Sandis Arlington's nowhere to be found!! But inside the ring, neither are Melissa DelArmeggio and David Wright Hubbard!! They must have recovered and escaped during the confusion, or maybe Sandis somehow helped to hide them... but whatever the case may be, Sandis, Melissa, and David Wright Hubbard have all disappeared, and Troy Black can't believe it!! He's clearly enraged at seeing his victims escape, as he raises the microphone again...
T. Black: Okay, Sandis... you've got my attention. But there's one rule in VCW that has held true since Wrestlewar... getting Troy Black's attention is the last mistake you'll ever make. Gabriel was the first... Falcon was second... and Sandis, you're next.
"For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica begins playing again, and Troy Black rolls out of the ring to join the Black Plague on the outside in heading backstage... but what could this hold for the future!? Johnny Smiles is the VCW Intercontinental Champion... Falcon, David Wright Hubbard, and Melissa DelArmeggio could be seriously hurt... but Sandis Arlington is in VCW, and the Black Plague now has a deadly new enemy!? What will this hold for tomorrow night's show!? We're out of time tonight!! Join us tomorrow night for VCW Monday Night Wrestling!!
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