And we're back! We're ready to get started with what should be an exciting conclusion to a great show. We're preparing to see the VCW Intercontinental Title defended as "The California Crippler" Ken Collins challenges "The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez! But right now, there's a disturbance in the crowd... Stacey Lockman's walking, with the aid of a walker, down to an empty ringside seat! What's she thinking!? Obviously, she wants to be here to support Ken Collins as he challenges Lorenzo Vasquez, but this is a stupid move... we KNOW that Lorenzo Vasquez won't hesitate to use her to his advantage in this match! Nevertheless, Stacey makes her way to the empty seat and sits down in it... this could be a big mistake.

And now "Liquid Mercury" by Jimmy Page begins playing, bringing out "The California Crippler" Ken Collins! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Ken Collins begins making his way to the ring without hesitation. We know he's been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. Lorenzo Vasquez has done some horrible things to Ken Collins and Stacey Lockman, and there has perhaps never been a greater need for vengance in VCW than the one Ken Collins feels towards Lorenzo Vasquez. Tonight, he finally gets his chance at taking revenge... but what will it amount to? Will all of his inner fury and technical ability be enough to defeat the Barcelona Assassin? Ken Collins stops at ringside and exchanges a few words with Stacey Lockman, then turns and climbs into the ring.

And now, "Kiss My Ass" by Ted Nugent begins playing, and the crowd gives a huge round of boos as the VCW Intercontinental Champion, "The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez, makes his way out of the backstage entrance, accompanied by Rebecca Black. He looks down the aisle at Ken Collins with a demented grin, then points out at Stacey Lockman in the crowd and motions for the Destiny Driver. In the ring, Ken Collins clenches his fists and gives Lorenzo Vasquez a steely glare, but he doesn't rush at him... he's been waiting for too long now to blow it by rushing forward into some kind of trap. Lorenzo Vasquez shrugs, then starts making his way to the ring. He climbs up on the apron and takes off the VCW Intercontinental Title, handing it to Rebecca Black, then climbs inside and begins cracking his knuckles, as Ken Collins continues to lock onto him with an unmoving glare. Jerry Rogers enters the ring and calls for the bell, and that'll begin this match!

For the VCW Intercontinental Title:

"The Barcelona Assassin" Lorenzo Vasquez (c)
w/Rebecca Black

vs.

"The California Crippler" Ken Collins

As soon as the bell sounds Ken Collins rushes Lorenzo Vasquez in a rage, absorbing a punch and mauling Lorenzo Vasquez with a series of chops and punches that send him flying back into one of the corners. Ken Collins quickly rips off Lorenzo Vasquez's shirt, then nails him across the bare chest with a huge knifeedge chop that rocks Lorenzo Vasquez back hard in the corner and draws a loud "whoooo!" from the crowd! Ken Collins clobbers Lorenzo Vasquez with a series of punches, sending him into convulsions in the corner, then knees him in the gut, grabs a double handful of his greasy, matted hair and flings him out into the middle of the ring! Lorenzo Vasquez crashes down on his back and bolts up sharply, putting a hand to his back and screaming in pain, then flops back down like a grounded fish before finally starting to pull himself up again... but Ken Collins pulls him up by a handful of hair, then drills him with a right hand that sends him flying backwards to sprawl out on the mat again!

Lorenzo Vasquez panics and tries to crawl away towards the outside, but Ken Collins grabs him by the foot! Lorenzo Vasquez grabs the ropes, and pulls himself up onto one leg using the ropes, but Ken Collins refuses to let go... so Lorenzo Vasquez pops up with an enzuigiri! No, Ken Collins ducks, keeping a hold of his foot, then pulls back and twists... ANKLE LOCK SUBMISSION!! Ken Collins has Lorenzo Vasquez in the ankle lock, near the middle of the ring! The crowd cheers as Lorenzo Vasquez lets out a cry of pain, then begins scrambling for the ropes! Ken Collins keeps him in the center, but Lorenzo Vasquez manages to roll over, brace his other foot against Ken Collins, and kick him away to a corner of the ring!

Lorenzo Vasquez gets to his feet with a slight limp, and Ken Collins gets up, circling his opponent a little more cautiously now. They lock up in the middle of the ring, and Lorenzo Vasquez grabs Ken Collins in a headlock, then whips him to the mat with a headlock takedown! The crowd boos, and Ken Collins immediately begins fighting his way up out of it, but as he gets to his feet Lorenzo Vasquez grabs him by the hair and whips him down to the mat again! Jerry Rogers warns Lorenzo Vasquez not to do that, but Lorenzo Vasquez cheerfully denies the hair-pull as he grinds the headlock down on Ken Collins again, and Jerry Rogers doesn't press the issue. Ken Collins begins fighting his way up again, and this time it takes him a little more time and effort... but as he gets to his feet, Lorenzo Vasquez grabs him by the hair and forces him down again!! Jerry Rogers warns him again, but Lorenzo Vasquez denies it with the same smirk on his face... so Ken Collins grabs a handful of Lorenzo Vasquez's hair and pulls it to break his way out of the headlock, then denies pulling the hair to Jerry Rogers, getting a cheer from the crowd!

Lorenzo Vasquez takes a swing at Ken Collins as he gets up, but Ken Collins blocks it, then unloads a stiff right hand on Lorenzo Vasquez that sends him flying back into the ropes! He slumps against the ropes... and Ken Collins nails him with a brutal chop to the chest! Lorenzo Vasquez flies back against the ropes, teeters on them, then tumbles out over the top rope to land in a heap on the floor! Rebecca Black screams and runs to his side, but Ken Collins runs into the ropes on the opposite side, then leaps out between the second and third ropes with a bodypress plancha, knocking them both down!! Ignoring Rebecca Black, Ken Collins pulls Lorenzo Vasquez up immediately, and takes him head-first into the steel ringsteps, then quickly rolls him back into the ring and climbs in after him!

Lorenzo Vasquez begins scrambling to get away from Ken Collins, but Ken Collins advances on him anyway... and gets a kick to the groin as he closes in. The crowd boos, but Lorenzo Vasquez just laughs, then grabs Ken Collins's right arm and twists into an armwringer, then turns and brings the elbow joint down across his shoulder repeatedly!! Ken Collins yells out in pain, but then he twists out of it and whips Lorenzo Vasquez to the ropes, but Lorenzo Vasquez reverses... but Ken Collins leaps up and springs backwards off of the middle rope to nail Lorenzo Vasquez with an Asai moonsault!! It's been a while since we've seen him do that. Lorenzo Vasquez goes down underneath Ken Collins, but Ken Collins doesn't go for the pin... he just pulls Lorenzo Vasquez up by the hair and hammers him with a big right hand to the face! Lorenzo Vasquez flies back and goes down, but Ken Collins grimaces and shakes his arm in pain... the armwringer earlier on didn't seem to do him much good.

Lorenzo Vasquez gets up, but Ken Collins doubles him over sharply with a kick to the midsection, then steps back and nails him with a kick to the face that sends him flying back into the corner! Lorenzo Vasquez slumps against the turnbuckles, and Ken Collins grabs him and whips him to the other side... no, Lorenzo Vasquez reverses! Ken Collins hits the turnbuckles, and Lorenzo Vasquez charges with a shoulder tackle... but Ken Collins dodges out of the way, and Lorenzo Vasquez collides shoulder-first with the steel ringpost. Cringing in pain, he turns out and staggers forward... and Ken Collins scoops him up and brings him down with a big shoulderbreaker! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Lorenzo Vasquez bellows in pain, clutching his shoulder and thrashing about on the mat like a wounded animal, then rolls out of the ring. He starts staggering away, followed by Rebecca Black, up the entrance ramp... he's taking a walk on this match! But Ken Collins's eyes narrow in rage as he sees what Lorenzo Vasquez is doing, and he slides out of the ring after him!

Ken Collins charges up the ramp, and Rebecca Black sees him coming, but he knocks her down with a stiff chest chop before she can object. Ken Collins clobbers Lorenzo Vasquez from behind, then grabs him and tosses him back down towards the ring with a snap mare! Lorenzo Vasquez tumbles down the ramp, then lands in a heap at ringside. As he tries to pull himself up, Ken Collins sets upon him, punching him in the face repeatedly despite the flashes of pain that cross his face, then grabs him and tosses him into the ring! Lorenzo Vasquez starts getting up in the ring, but Ken Collins comes in after him and knocks him down with a chop to the chest! Lorenzo Vasquez starts getting up again, but Ken Collins slips behind him and puts on a waistlock... he's going for a German suplex, but Lorenzo Vasquez brings a leg up behind him, catching Ken Collins with a rear kick to the groin! Ken Collins doubles over, and Lorenzo Vasquez slips to the side and takes him down with a front Russian legsweep!

With Ken Collins down face-first on the mat, Lorenzo Vasquez grabs his right arm and holds it out to the side, then drops a knee on the elbow! Ken Collins yells in pain, but Lorenzo Vasquez rears up and drops a knee on his elbow again, laughing sadistically! Ken Collins jerks away and rolls to the ropes, grabbing the bottom rope, but Lorenzo Vasquez just starts stomping and kicking at him, then grabs him by the hair and pulls him back out into the middle of the ring. He rolls his right shoulder and grimaces, then turns to Ken Collins angrily and knees him in the midsection. He grabs his head, turns, and drops, bringing him down with a reverse neckbreaker! Ken Collins starts to get up, a little shaken by the offense Lorenzo Vasquez has hit him with, but Lorenzo Vasquez catches him with an eye gouge, then kicks him in the midsection, hooks him, and brings him down with a vertical suplex!

The crowd boos as Lorenzo Vasquez gets up, rubbing his shoulder, but this time there's a smile on his face, despite the pain. He has control of the match now, and he knows it. Ken Collins starts to get up again, but Lorenzo Vasquez kicks him in the midsection, then runs into the ropes and nails him with a jumping knee to the head! Ken Collins goes down again, and Lorenzo Vasquez turns to look at Stacey Lockman in the crowd, then struts like Jimmy Lockman, drops to one knee, and flexes his muscles! Her father was known for, among other things, his kneelifts, and Lorenzo Vasquez is just rubbing salt in a wound now.

Ken Collins is starting to get up again, but Lorenzo Vasquez turns and clobbers him again, knocking him back to the mat, then kicks him over onto his back, grabs his right arm, and falls back... cross armbreaker!! Ken Collins yells out in pain, thrashing around on the mat wildly, and he's a long way from the ropes! It's still fairly early in this match, but it could be over here and now... even if Ken Collins escapes, he could end up too weak to make a comeback against Lorenzo Vasquez! But he's rolling over, and he grabs his right wrist with his left hand, rolling over to pin Lorenzo Vasquez!! Jerry Rogers goes to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Lorenzo Vasquez kicks out at two and a half, but in so doing, he releases the cross armbreaker! Ken Collins remembers Tony Garcia using that counter to the cross armbreaker against him, and he just pulled it out against Lorenzo Vasquez!

They both get up, but Lorenzo Vasquez is up first, and he takes a swing at Ken Collins, but Ken Collins ducks, grabs him around the midsection, and gives him an inverted atomic drop! Lorenzo Vasquez yells out in pain and hops up and down, doubled over, as Ken Collins runs into the ropes, then comes off to nail him with a dropkick to the head! Lorenzo Vasquez sprawls to the canvas, but he starts getting up, a little out of sorts. He's still doubled over, so Ken Collins grabs him in a headlock and takes a running start, bringing him down with a bulldog... then flows back and puts on an armbar!! The crowd explodes into cheers, matched by a scream of pain from Lorenzo Vasquez and a scream of outrage from Rebecca Black... Ken Collins just caught Lorenzo Vasquez in his own move!

Lorenzo Vasquez struggles in the armbar, quickly pulling himself towards the ropes. He's a fair distance away, but in desperation he's making progress... he's getting closer!! His fingers brush against the bottom rope... no, Rebecca Black grabs the rope and shoves it forward, and Lorenzo Vasquez manages to grab it! Jerry Rogers warns her against that, but there's nothing he can do now that Lorenzo Vasquez has the ropes, so he orders Ken Collins to let go... but to the crowd's delight, Ken Collins takes the full four-count before releasing Lorenzo Vasquez! He gets up, flexing his right elbow to try to work out some of the pain, and he catches Lorenzo Vasquez with a kick to the midsection as he gets up, then hooks him and brings him crashing to the mat with a snap suplex! Ken Collins shakes out his elbow again, but Lorenzo Vasquez flops and convulses on the mat for a second or two, then goes limp on the canvas!

Lorenzo Vasquez starts getting up again, but Ken Collins slips behind him, puts on a waistlock, and this time sticks a leg forward to block Lorenzo Vasquez's attempted backward kick... and he flings Lorenzo Vasquez back with a release German suplex! Lorenzo Vasquez takes the worst of the fall on his right shoulder, then thrashes around on the mat, holding it and convulsing in pain. He motions to Jerry Rogers for a time-out, but Ken Collins just pushes past Jerry Rogers, then grabs Lorenzo Vasquez, scoops him up, and bodyslams him to the mat. With Lorenzo Vasquez down, Ken Collins steps out to the outside and begins going up to the top turnbuckle... he's probably going for the Flying Dropkick! But Lorenzo Vasquez somehow gets up an instant too soon, and launches himself at the ropes, shaking them and causing Ken Collins to fall crotch-first on the top turnbuckle! Smiling in relief, Lorenzo Vasquez climbs up to the top turnbuckle with him and nails him with a few shots to the midsection to keep him subdued, then hooks him... SUPERPLEX!! Lorenzo Vasquez just brought Ken Collins crashing down hard to the mat! He's clutching his own shoulder in pain as well, but that had to put a big stop to Ken Collins's offensive plans for the time being!

Indeed, both men are down for a while, but Lorenzo Vasquez is moving first, and he goes for the cover. Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half by Ken Collins! Lorenzo Vasquez gets up, rubbing his shoulder, with his face grim and thoughtful as he seems to decide what the best path to victory right now might be. Ken Collins starts to get up too, but Lorenzo Vasquez grabs his right arm and twists, then holds it out to the side with one hand and uses the other arm to bring his elbow down onto Ken Collins's elbow! Ken Collins drops down and rolls out of it, but when he comes up on his feet Lorenzo Vasquez kicks him in the midsection, then whips him into the turnbuckles! Ken Collins hits the corner back-first, then staggers out... into another kick to the midsection from Lorenzo Vasquez! Ken Collins doubles over, and Lorenzo Vasquez hooks him... SINGLE ARM DDT!! And he flows back, into the BARCELONA ARMBAR!!

The crowd explodes into boos and Stacey Lockman gasps noticably at ringside, but a triumphant snarl lights up Lorenzo Vasquez's face as he pulls back on the Barcelona Armbar! He could have the match won here... Ken Collins's arm has taken some punishment, and he's a long way from the ropes! Ken Collins begins struggling, trying to fight his way to the ropes, but Lorenzo Vasquez keeps desperately cranking on the pressure! He's not underestimating the inner fury of his opponent tonight... he knows that Ken Collins isn't going to quit unless his arm is ripped off, given what's at stake here! Ken Collins is pulling himself forward, inching his way towards the ropes, and getting closer little by little... now his fingers brush against the bottom rope! Lorenzo Vasquez leans back desperately, and Ken Collins cries out in pain... but he desperately lunges forward and grabs the rope! The crowd explodes into cheers!!

Jerry Rogers warns Lorenzo Vasquez to break the hold, but Lorenzo Vasquez takes a full five-count and still doesn't let go! He keeps pushing back on the armbar, and Jerry Rogers threatens to disqualify him, but Lorenzo Vasquez yells out "GO AHEAD AND D-Q ME! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!!" and keeps pulling back! Ken Collins grits his teeth through the pain and frantically shakes his head "no" when Jerry Rogers looks at him... he does NOT want a victory through disqualification like this tonight! Jerry Rogers stares in confusion, not knowing what to do... then grabs Lorenzo Vasquez by the foot and pulls sharply, tugging him forward and off of Ken Collins!

Lorenzo Vasquez gets up, angrily shouting at Jerry Rogers and taunting him, but the hold is broken. He turns back to Ken Collins, who is pulling himself up on the ropes, and advances... but Ken Collins gets a foot up and kicks him in the midsection! Lorenzo Vasquez doubles over, then steps forward again, but Ken Collins kicks him in the midsection again! Lorenzo Vasquez straightens up again... but this time, Ken Collins launches himself at him with a desperate leaping clothesline! Lorenzo Vasquez goes down, but Ken Collins clutches his arm and cries out in pain from the toll that move took on his wounded arm!

They both begin getting up again, and Lorenzo Vasquez rushes Ken Collins with a clothesline, but Ken Collins ducks behind him, then puts on a waistlock and lifts... but instead of suplexing Lorenzo Vasquez, he puts him up on the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd! He gasps in pain and shakes out his right arm from that... even lifting the two hundred and thirteen pound Lorenzo Vasquez was a difficult effort! But now he clobbers him hard in the back, then climbs up with him and puts on a waistlock again! Lorenzo Vasquez struggles, holding on with one arm and using the other to throw a back elbow at Ken Collins's head, but Ken Collins ducks it, then nails Lorenzo Vasquez in the shoulder with a left forearm smash and reapplies the waistlock! He lifts with a grimace... TOP-ROPE GERMAN SUPLEX!! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Lorenzo Vasquez crashes down on the back of his neck and shoulders, flops over onto his stomach and rolls back to his feet somehow... but his eyes roll back in his head, and he crumples to his knees, then flops down face-first on the canvas, into a motionless heap! In the midst of that overselling, Ken Collins is simply clutching his arm and grimacing in pain as he gets up... he may have the match well in hand now!

Ken Collins steps out to the apron, then begins climbing to the top turnbuckle. He perches and waits as Lorenzo somehow begins pulling himself up. Lorenzo Vasquez gets up, and Ken Collins takes flight... but before he leaps, Rebecca Black jumps up onto the apron, grabs Lorenzo Vasquez by the wrist, and pulls him sharply forward, out of the way of the Flying Dropkick!! Ken Collins crashes to the mat, and Lorenzo Vasquez slumps against the top rope, staring at Ken Collins with a glassy look at his eyes. Jerry Rogers warns Rebecca Black about that, but she technically didn't violate the rules since she didn't lay a hand on Ken Collins, and she just sneers at him and gives him the finger. But as Jerry Rogers turns back to Ken Collins, she gives Lorenzo Vasquez something else... something that looks like a pair of brass knuckles!!

Ken Collins gets up slowly... and Lorenzo Vasquez NAILS him in the face with the knuckles! He goes down hard, and Lorenzo Vasquez drops to his knees, turning his back to Jerry Rogers as he quickly slides the knuckles down into his pants! Jerry Rogers turns to question Lorenzo Vasquez, pantomiming putting a pair of brass knuckles on and throwing a punch, but Lorenzo Vasquez shakes his head innocently and holds up his hands, showing no brass knuckles. Jerry Rogers reaches forward, demanding to check his pants, but Lorenzo Vasquez yells "HANDS OFF, YOU FAGGOT!!" and shoves him back, and Jerry Rogers blushes and seems to drop the issue. Ken Collins is gonna get screwed here... but Lorenzo Vasquez isn't going for the cover! He lifts him into a standing headscissors... PILEDRIVER!! He goes down and goes for the cover, and Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Shoulder up at two and three-quarters!! Ken Collins still won't stay down!

Lorenzo Vasquez grimaces at Jerry Rogers, then looks down at Ken Collins and stomps on him a few times. He pulls him up from behind, hooking his arms, then flings him back... TIGER SUPLEX!! That might do it! He holds the bridge, and Jerry Rogers counts again... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... Kickout at two and nine-tenths! My God, that was close!! Lorenzo Vasquez thinks it was a little too close, and yells at Jerry Rogers, demonstrating to him his version of the proper way to count to three. But he soon turns back to Ken Collins, scooping him up off of the mat, then muscling him into position for the Destiny Driver!! The crowd rises to its feet, booing loudly, and Lorenzo Vasquez smiles at Stacey Lockman and yells "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, SWEETHEART!!"... but Ken Collins is squirming! Lorenzo Vasquez shifts his grip... and Ken Collins twists and brings him down with a spinning headscissors!! The crowd erupts into cheers!!

Both men are down after that, but Lorenzo Vasquez is the first to get up. He charges in, but Ken Collins gives him a left hand to the gut! Lorenzo Vasquez doubles over and staggers back, and when he looks up again, Ken Collins is waiting on him with a kick to the midsection! He scoops Lorenzo Vasquez up... SHOULDERBREAKER!! That's the second one, but now Ken Collins steps out, and he's going to the top turnbuckle again! Lorenzo Vasquez starts to get up, clutching his shoulder in pain, but this time he's in the middle of the ring, and Rebecca Black can't help him! He turns towards Ken Collins slowly... FLYING DROPKICK!! That time, Ken Collins nailed it! Lorenzo Vasquez flies back like he was shot in the chest with a cannonball, and Ken Collins covers him!! Jerry Rogers counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Rebecca Black reaches in and pulls Ken Collins off by the ankles at two and three-quarters!

Ken Collins scrambles to his feet and glares at Rebecca Black, but then turns back to Lorenzo Vasquez... but Rebecca Black's grabbing a chair at ringside! But a little behind her, Stacey Lockman has seen enough! She rises up out of her chair, standing without the aid of the walker, and climbs up over the guardrail somewhat awkwardly! Rebecca Black climbs up on the apron and raises the chair to nail Ken Collins, ignoring Jerry Rogers frantic threats! Ken Collins turns around... and Stacey grabs the chair from behind and pulls it away! Rebecca Black turns around... and Stacey draws back the chair and NAILS her in the head with it! Rebecca crumples from the apron to the floor, and the crowd explodes into cheers!

Ken Collins smiles as he looks down at Stacey, standing on her own... and his face hardens into a frown as he looks down at Lorenzo Vasquez again, as he tries to pull himself up. He scoops Lorenzo Vasquez up, then muscles him into position for the Destiny Driver!! The crowd cheers, and Rebecca Black, looking up from the floor, shakes her head "no" and screams desperately... DESTINY DRIVER!! Ken Collins just gave Lorenzo Vasquez the Destiny Driver, and the crowd is going INSANE with cheers! And now Ken Collins hooks Lorenzo Vasquez... CALIFORNIA CROSSFACE!! He has it on in the middle of the ring... and Jerry Rogers checks with Lorenzo Vasquez, then calls for the bell immediately!! Ken Collins wins!!

Ken Collins made Lorenzo Vasquez submit to the California Crossface in 0:29:34.
Rating: *** 1/2
(Ken Collins won the VCW Intercontinental Title.)

The crowd explodes into cheers as Ken Collins stands up, wincing at the pain in his arm even as he raises it in victory! Stacey Lockman climbs up onto the apron shakily, and Ken Collins holds the ropes for her, helping her to get into the ring. Jerry Rogers gets the VCW Intercontinental Title, but Stacey Lockman takes it and hands it to Ken Collins, then raises his hands high in victory to a thunderous roar of cheers from the crowd! Ken Collins turns to Stacey Lockman, and they exchange a long glance... and then they simultaneously spread their arms, embrace each other, and share a deep passionate kiss, as the crowd cheers loudly! Meanwhile, in the middle of the ring, Rebecca Black is kneeling over Lorenzo Vasquez's motionless form, weeping hysterically... but let's not forget that Lorenzo Vasquez is a horrible human being and he got EXACTLY what he deserved tonight.

Ken Collins and Stacey Lockman finally disengage and begin walking backstage together, still with the crowd cheering them on. Some medics come out next, carefully putting Lorenzo Vasquez in a neckbrace and loading him onto a stretcher, as others try to soothe the hysterical Rebecca Black. The stretcher bearing Lorenzo Vasquez is bombarded with popcorn bags and drinks as the medics push it backstage... he's probably seriously injured, but I don't think a single person would dispute that he deserves it after some of the terrible things he's done. As Lorenzo Vasquez disappears backstage, we're also going backstage, to get a reaction from Black Plague leader Troy Black on this stunning loss, and on his upcoming match with Tony Garcia.

Backstage...

Troy Black is watching a monitor, with his face even paler than usual. He stares at it in disbelief, then runs a hand through his hair and sighs. As he does, the door to the room opens, and Brujah steps in.

T. Black: There you are... thank God. Didn't you hear that I wanted to talk to you earlier?

Brujah: Yeah... I guess I just took my time getting here.

T. Black: But I told her to say... never mind. At least you're here now. Did you see what happened to Lorenzo Vasquez?

Brujah just nods slightly.

Brujah: Can't say I'm sorry. Bastard had it coming.

T. Black: Bastard or not, he was on OUR side. This isn't good, Brujah, and it could get worse. That could be me when I go out there with Tony. I need you to watch my back out there.

Brujah scowls, looks at the floor, and then slowly raises his eyes to meet Troy Black.

Brujah: Nothing doing, Troy. Look... I did what you told me to. I stabbed my best friend in the back, when you could have gotten him out of your hair any time by firing him. I passed your sick little loyalty test or whatever the fuck that was supposed to be, okay!? Now I'm taking the rest of the night off.

T. Black: Brujah... you have to understand, I--

Brujah: I did what I HAD to do, Troy. I sacrificed everything good in my life to prove that I'm your good little boy scout. I can't BELIEVE you'd ask more of me than that tonight.

T. Black: Fine... you're right. You must be feeling terrible. You've earned some rest... I can get someone else. ... Where's Amy?

Brujah: She was gonna stop by after they patched her up, actually. Must be bad, because she's taking her time...

As if on cue, Amy Lin bursts in through the door, dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, glowering angrily.

T. Black: Look, Amy... I need you. My lawyers can do something about that little stipulation with you leaving the company--

Amy Lin cuts Troy Black off with a slap to the face, then shoves him back against the wall.

A. Lin: Save it, you little fuck. I WANT to leave this company. I was getting mangled out there, and you didn't do Jack FUCKING shit to step in and help me. You KNEW that if I lost that match, I'd have to leave... you SAW me getting hurt worse than I've ever been hurt in my life, and you just sat on your hands and watched. I should have seen from the beginning that you still cared about your precious little Melissa more than you cared about me.

But guess what, Troy? I NEVER cared about you. The only thing I cared about was your money... oh, and the career advancement you promised me. Getting my clothes ripped off and my fucking tits filled with thumbtacks... some career advancement. Oh, and the sex... it was the worst I've EVER had in my entire life. You're a short, pasty-skinned, two-inch-dicked, butt-ugly little freak. Your SISTER is more of a fucking man than you are, you piece of shit. I'm GLAD I'm leaving your stupid wrestling company. Rot in hell, you son of a bitch.

Amy Lin knees Troy Black in the groin, then sends him sprawling to the floor with a slap before storming towards the door, walking out, and slamming it behind her. Troy Black gets up slowly, putting a hand to his cheek and coughing as he does, while Brujah just fixes him with a less than sympathetic look.

Brujah: Looks like you're having woman problems too?

Troy Black collapses into a seated position on the bench, burying his face in his hands.

T. Black: Damn... why does EVERYTHING have to come crashing down on my head right now!?

A member of the backstage crew opens the door and sticks his head in.

B. Crew: Hey, you're on against Tony in one minute, Troy.

T. Black: Wait... is Rebecca still here?

B. Crew: No, sir, she's not. She left in the ambulance with Lorenzo Vasquez.

Troy Black sighs and waves the backstage crewman away with his hand, then sighs heavily and turns to Brujah.

T. Black: I just watched Lorenzo get seriously hurt, Amy left me after making sure to tear down every bit of pride I ever had, and now I have to go ALONE to face a man who outweighs me by a hundred and forty pounds and wants to kill me with his bare hands. What the hell am I supposed to do!?

Brujah: I don't know. You're Troy Black... you figure it out.

Troy Black takes a deep breath.

T. Black: Yeah, you're right. I AM Troy Black. I'm Troy Black, and they're not taking me down that easily. ... I'm going out there.

Troy Black opens the door of the room and walks out, as Brujah looks after him. With Troy Black gone, Brujah sighs and looks at his reflection in the VCW Television Title, then angrily slams his fist into a locker as the camera fades out on the backstage scene.

We're back, and it doesn't look like Troy Black's in a great mental state right now... but that's not going to matter to Tony Garcia. The arena lights are replaced by dim silver-blue lights, and the crowd boos as "Favorite Things" by Incubus begins blaring over the arena sound system, and Troy Black steps out of the backstage entrance. He walks to the ring with a blank stare on his face, then climbs into the ring and climbs to one of the top turnbuckles, raising his hands high in the air... but it seems like he doesn't have a lot of enthusiasm behind the gesture. Could this mental state cost him against Tony Garcia? He steps down into the ring and turns to face the entranceway, waiting for the fight...

And now "I, Zombie (Europe In The Raw Mix)" by White Zombie begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd cheers as Tony Garcia comes out of the backstage entrance with his ribs taped, carrying his wooden axe handle as he walks to the ring for what's probably the last time. He stares down the aisle at Troy Black, eyes gleaming with promises of vengance, as Troy Black stares back at him like a deer in headlights. Tony Garcia climbs into the ring, then turns to the crowd and raises his wooden axe handle high with a mighty bellow... but Troy rushes forward and knees him in the back! Tony Garcia doubles over, and Troy Black begins hitting him repeatedly as Bobcat McGavin enters the ring and calls for the bell!

Troy Black

vs.

Tony Garcia

Troy Black hammers away on Tony Garcia, hitting him in the back of the head and neck... but Tony Garcia just absorbs the blows and whirls around, grabbing Troy Black! Tony whips Troy Black to the ropes... and DRILLS him with a clothesline when he comes off the other side! The crowd erupts in cheers, and Troy Black rolls out of the ring! He's been shaken up, and he's walking around on the outside, trying to get it together. Slowly, he climbs up the stairs and steps onto the apron, then climbs back in again... but we haven't seen Troy Black hesitate like this before against Tony Garcia. He may have been shaken by the events earlier tonight more than we know!

The two men begin circling each other, preparing to lock up... but a fan throws a wadded-up popcorn bag from the stands, striking Troy Black in the back of the head! Troy Black turns angrily to the fan, who responds by standing up and taunting him! Troy Black steps up, one foot on the middle rope and one on the bottom rope, and begins yelling at the fan... but his foot slips, and the rope twists, and he ends up falling back with one foot caught in the ropes! He thrashes around pitifully, trying to get a foot free... and Tony Garcia chuckles a little bit, then advances on Troy Black and drops a huge elbow on him, getting a round of cheers from the crowd! This isn't what we've come to expect from Troy Black...

Tony Garcia pulls Troy Black up away from the ropes, then tosses him into a corner of the ring and unloads on him with a series of stiff right and left punches! Troy Black slumps in the corner, and Tony Garcia whips him to the other side, then charges in after him with an avalanche... but Troy Black dodges out of the way, and Tony Garcia collides with the turnbuckles! Tony Garcia staggers out, and Troy Black brings him down with a drop toe hold, then gets up and begins dropping rapid elbows across the back of his neck! Tony Garcia starts to pull himself up, but Troy Black grabs his head and puts on a tight headlock!

Undaunted, Tony Garcia continues forcing his way up, getting to his feet... and he goes for a belly-to-back suplex, but Troy Black flips out behind him and lands on his feet, then leaps up and dropkicks Tony Garcia in the back of the head! Tony Garcia staggers forward, and as he does, Troy Black boosts himself up to the second turnbuckle in the corner. Tony Garcia turns around... and Troy Black comes off to cut him down with a flying clothesline from the second turnbuckle! The crowd boos, but a faint smile crosses Troy Black's face... it looks like he's starting to regain some semblance of confidence. He covers Tony Garcia, and Bobcat McGavin goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And only two, before Tony Garcia presses Troy Black high into the air, kicking out with authority!! Troy Black's smile fades... it's going to take a hell of a lot more than that to defeat Tony Garcia!

Tony Garcia gets up, absorbing the punches that Troy Black lands on his face, then clobbers Troy Black with a massive right hand. Troy Black staggers back, and Tony Garcia whips him into the ropes. He lashes out with a clothesline as Troy Black comes off the other side, but Troy Black ducks, then bounces off the other side and comes off with a leaping clothesline... but Tony Garcia catches him! He wraps his massive arms around Troy Black, squeezing him in a bearhug for a few seconds, then flings him to the mat with a massive belly-to-belly suplex! Troy Black starts getting up... but Tony Garcia backs into the ropes, then runs off and nails Troy Black with a massive clothesline that knocks him to the mat!

Tony Garcia turns away from Troy Black and takes a second or two to rub his neck. We know he's far from healthy even now, and in this, his last match, his injuries may be a factor. Troy Black's getting up, but Tony Garcia scoops him up and bodyslams him, then backs into the ropes and comes off with a big splash... but Troy Black gets his knees up! Tony Garcia grimaces and rolls away, clutching his taped ribs in pain, and Troy Black's getting up! He drives a knee down into Tony Garcia's side, causing him to bellow in pain, then rolls him onto his stomach and sits down on his back with a camel clutch! Normally, the idea of someone as small as Troy Black performing this move on Tony Garcia wouldn't seem so effective... but in Tony's condition, this may be the straw that breaks his back!

Tony Garcia grimaces in pain, but he's fighting his way up to his feet with Troy Black on his back! Troy Black's holding on, which may not be a smart move... and Tony Garcia backs into a corner! But instead of being squished by Tony Garcia's massive frame, Troy Black shifts his grip flings his legs up against the top turnbuckle and kicks off, using the momentum to spin around and bring Tony Garcia down with a pseudo tornado DDT!! What a move that was!! The crowd boos loudly, but Troy Black seems to be getting back into proper form here, and that could be what decides this match! He goes for the cover on Tony Garcia, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by Tony Garcia! He's a tough man... even with his injuries, he still kicked out after an amazing move like that one, and he's still in this fight by any means!

Troy Black gets up, but Tony Garcia's getting up too. Troy Black hammers an elbow down into the back of his neck repeatedly, keeping him doubled over, then runs into the ropes and comes off, leaping over him with a sunset flip! He's trying to take Tony Garcia over, but with little success... and Tony Garcia just drops down, sitting on Troy Black's chest forcefully! That wasn't such a great idea from Troy... and Tony Garcia remains seated as Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by Troy Black! Tony Garcia's getting up again, though, and this time he takes the advantage, hammering Troy Black with stiff right hands, then lifting him up high above his head in a Gorilla Press!! Troy Black struggles, trying to slip out, but Tony Garcia just tosses him forward... out over the top rope!! Troy Black splats forcefully on the floor, and Tony Garcia follows him out of the ring!

Troy Black's slowly getting up on the outside, but Tony Garcia's there to meet him with a series of devestating right hands. He takes Troy Black head-first into the steel ringpost, then knees him in the gut and lifts him high above his head again... then drops him down across the guardrail!! Troy Black hits the guardrail chest-first and falls away clutching his ribs, as the crowd explodes into cheers! Tony Garcia just scowls intently and moves in, continuing to stomp away at Troy Black... he's showing him absolutely no mercy! This is his last match, and his only chance to make Troy Black pay for ending his career! Finally, he pulls Troy Black up, then whips him into the guardrail. Troy Black slumps against the guardrail, and Tony Garcia charges in after him with an avalanche!! Troy Black is squashed between Tony Garcia and the rail, and he staggers out... right into the waiting arms of Tony Garcia, who scoops him up and takes a running start up the ramp... RUNNING POWERSLAM ON THE STEEL!! The crowd cheers, and Troy Black writhes on the ramp... Tony Garcia is brutalizing Troy Black like few other people can!

Tony Garcia grabs Troy Black by the hair and pulls him forward, then scoops him up and rams him back-first into the steel ringpost! Troy Black shouts in pain, and Tony Garcia backs up and does it again, then finally tosses him back into the ring and follows him inside. Troy Black's getting up, but Tony Garcia raises a hand up high, then thrusts it forward and grabs Troy Black's head in a clawhold!! Troy Black staggers around, grabbing Tony Garcia's arm and trying to pull his hand away from his head, but Tony Garcia's refusing to let go! Troy Black tries to stagger into the ropes, but Tony Garcia's holding him in the middle of the ring, squeezing his head with unrelenting pressure! Finally, Troy Black's legs buckle, and he collapses to his knees, and Tony Garcia forces him to his back! Troy Black's down, and Tony Garcia's still putting on the pressure as Bobcat McGavin goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Troy Black throws a shoulder up at two and a half!

Desperately keeping his arm up, Troy Black fights to sit up, and finally gets to his knees again. Tony Garcia begins trying to force him back again... but this time, Troy Black reaches forward and nails him with a low blow! Tony Garcia doubles over, releasing the clawhold, and Troy Black clutches his forehead... but manages to shake off the damage in time to step forward and take Tony Garcia down with a Rocker Dropper! The crowd boos, but Tony Garcia's down... and Troy Black's getting up! He has a hand to his forehead, still feeling the effects of the clawhold, but he backs into the ropes, then steps forward and drops a knee on the back of Tony Garcia's head! Tony Garcia convulses, and Troy Black grabs his head, then applies a front facelock!

Tony Garcia starts struggling again, but Troy Black's cranking on the facelock, trying to wear down his neck. That was a primary target of the beating that ended Tony Garcia's career, and Troy Black seems to be focusing on it... of all people, he knows the pain that a neck injury can cause! But Tony Garcia's not quitting any time soon... he's fighting his way back to his feet! He gets up and wraps his arms around Troy Black... then flings him up and backwards with a huge belly-to-belly overhead suplex! Troy Black gets up, then staggers forward... and Tony Garcia scoops him up, then brings him down across a knee with a huge backbreaker! But rather than let go, he muscles Troy Black back up... and does it again!! And he pulls him up again... and gives him a third backbreaker!! Troy Black's in agony, but Tony Garcia's not stopping... he lifts again, and gives him a fourth backbreaker, then pulls him up again, and brings him down with a fifth!! He pulls him up again, and executes a sixth backbreaker, then lifts AGAIN and gives Troy Black a seventh backbreaker before finally dropping him to the mat!! Troy Black just took seven backbreakers, and he's in a world of pain on the mat right now!

Tony Garcia's showing no mercy, though... he pulls Troy Black up, then puts him in a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB... no, Troy Black counters it with a Frankensteiner!! Tony Garcia lands hard on the canvas, and Troy Black slumps forward, putting a hand to his back in pain. Both start getting up... but Troy Black ducks a swing from Tony Garcia, then grabs his head and hits him with a jawbreaker that takes him down! Troy Black's getting back up again, and he measures Tony Garcia as he gets up, then nails him with a spin kick! Tony Garcia goes down again, and Troy Black drops a leg on him, then goes down and begins choking him. Bobcat McGavin goes down to admonish Troy Black, and he breaks at a count of four and a half!

Ignoring Bobcat McGavin's admonitions, Troy Black stomps and kicks at Tony Garcia a few more times. Tony Garcia's getting up, and Troy Black runs into the ropes, then takes him down with a reverse neckbreaker. He's definitely working the neck, and now he stops to stomp away at Tony Garcia again, then steps out to the apron and begins climbing up to the top turnbuckle. Tony Garcia gets up... and Troy Black leaps off and cuts him down with a flying clothesline! Tony Garcia's down, and Troy Black goes for the cover! Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half! Troy Black gets up again, then hooks Tony Garcia for a double arm DDT, but Tony Garcia quickly realizes his predicament and backdrops out of it! He puts a hand to his neck in pain, as Troy Black gets up behind him... and perhaps on instinct alone, Tony Garcia whirls and cuts him down with a blind lariat! Troy Black goes down HARD to the mat!

Tony Garcia rubs his neck in pain again, then kicks Troy Black in the midsection and puts him in a standing headscissors... POWER BOMB!! And Troy Black didn't counter this time... he was just driven into the mat with force! Tony Garcia covers him, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters! Tony Garcia grimaces down at Troy Black, then scoops him up, bodyslams him, and steps out to the apron. He's climbing to the top turnbuckle... Tony Garcia's going to go airborne!! Troy Black's down, and Tony Garcia takes flight... FLYING BODYPRESS!! But damn it, Troy Black sits up, and Tony Garcia misses, wiping out on the mat!

Tony Garcia's down, and Troy Black's waiting on him as he gets up, nailing him with a kick to the midsection! He doubles over, and Troy Black hooks him... DOUBLE ARM DDT!! He just nailed it, and the crowd explodes into boos... they know what comes next! Troy Black steps out to the apron, then climbs to the top turnbuckle and takes a perch up there... but Tony Garcia's up as well, somehow, and he cuts Troy Black off, nailing him with a punch to the gut that causes him to fall crotch-first across the top turnbuckle! Now Tony Garcia's climbing up with him, to the top turnbuckle, and he grabs Troy Black across his shoulders and falls back... TOP-ROPE SAMOAN DROP!! He just squashed Troy Black like a bug!! Tony Garcia gets up wearily, but he's not pinning Troy Black! He lifts him up on his shoulders again... TORTURE RACK!!

Tony Garcia has the rack applied in the middle of the ring, and the crowd's exploding into cheers all around the ring!! He's not letting go, though Troy Black doesn't seem to be giving up... Tony Garcia's just keeping the rack on! How much can Troy Black take!? Tony Garcia just keeps racking him, like a machine, and while we know Troy Black's not going to give up easily, it's hard to understand how any man could withstand the abuse that he's taken so far, and now this! Tony Garcia just keeps tirelessly racking him, as the crowd waits with anticipation to see if Troy Black will submit or find some way to escape! Bobcat McGavin's checking in with Troy, but he doesn't seem to be giving up... but he's not getting out either! How long can he last!?

Tony Garcia continues to bend Troy Black in the Torture Rack, and it's been over a minute now... something has to give! Why Troy Black hasn't submitted, why he's still conscious at all to answer Bobcat McGavin's inquiries, is a total mystery. Tony Garcia seems a little fatigued, but he just keeps putting on the pressure... he knows Troy Black's a tough nut to crack, and he's prepared to do what it takes! Still no sign of Troy Black giving up or escaping, as Tony Garcia's Torture Rack continues to take its toll on Troy Black, but Tony Garcia's still forcing it on... and finally, he drops him! Tony Garcia dropped Troy Black, and now he's holding his neck... it looks like his injured neck started cramping up on him, with the effort he was expending! But Troy Black's motionless on the mat... NO, HE SITS UP!!

The crowd boos loudly, and Tony Garcia turns around with an utterly shocked stare to see Troy Black sitting up, staring back at him with his intense green eyes. Troy Black gets back to his feet, and Tony Garcia's too stunned to react for a second... but then he drills Troy Black with a punch, and tries to lift him for the Torture Rack again... but this time, Troy Black squirms out behind him, landing on his feet! Tony Garcia turns around... and gets a kick to the midsection that doubles him over! Troy Black hooks him, and for the second time, drops him with the double-arm DDT!! Tony Garcia's down, and the crowd boos... but Troy Black's getting up, gritting his teeth as he puts a hand to his back in pain. He steps out to the apron, pain shooting through his face with every step he takes, then climbs to the top turnbuckle gingerly... BLACK DAGGER!! He just nailed Tony Garcia! With his face contorted in pain, Troy Black drapes an arm over Tony Garcia, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... SHOULDER UP!! Tony Garcia just got a shoulder up at two and nine-tenths somehow!

Troy Black stares at Bobcat McGavin, with disbelief penetrating the pain-filled haze of his eyes, and holds up three fingers. Bobcat McGavin adamantly holds up two, indicating that the match is still on... but Troy Black gets up, angrily shouting at Bobcat McGavin, poking him in the chest to emphasize certain words! Bobcat McGavin pushes him back... and Troy Black shoves Bobcat McGavin! Bobcat McGavin staggers back into the ropes, but then comes off the ropes with a shoulderblock to Troy Black, that sends him back... into a rollup from Tony Garcia!! Bobcat McGavin goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters by Troy Black!! That was a bit of a fast count, but that's what you get for shoving a referee...

Troy Black's confidence seems shaken once again, and he puts on a standing headscissors... this just isn't smart. He's going to have a VERY hard time doing a power bomb or piledriver on a man this size with a healthy back, let alone in his current state... and it's just not happening, as Troy Black tries to lift. But then Tony Garcia lifts, and takes Troy Black down with a HUGE backdrop! He gets up and starts going to the top turnbuckle... but that may have been a mistake, because Troy Black's up again! He goes up with Tony Garcia, fighting for position on the top. Tony Garcia hammers Troy Black with a few right hands, making him wobbly... but Troy Black blocks another, then nails Tony Garcia with a throat jab! Tony Garcia slips and falls crotch-first on the turnbuckle, clutching his throat, and Troy Black pulls him up and hooks him in a standing headscissors, then falls back... TOP-ROPE PILEDRIVER!! Good Lord!! He may have just killed Tony Garcia! And he didn't have to do any real lifting! Troy Black flops down on Tony Garcia, and Bobcat McGavin counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! Troy Black wins!

Troy Black pinned Tony Garcia after a top-rope piledriver in 0:25:41.
Rating: ** 3/4

It's finally over... Tony Garcia's career, and his chance to avenge the injuries that caused a premature end to that career. Troy Black raises his hands in victory, to a deafening round of boos from the crowd... in spite of it all, he was still Troy Black, and he came through where it seemed impossible. That's not the outcome most of the fans wanted, nor the one that Tony Garcia wanted, but it's the one we got. And now he's grabbing a microphone... what's this about?

T. Black: You had your doubts... even I had my doubts. But that's over now. I am Troy Black... I'm the greatest wrestler in the world... and don't you EVER forget--

WAIT!! "Denial" by Sevendust just started playing over the arena sound system... we're not really familiar with anyone who uses that music! What could this be!? Someone steps out of the backstage entrance... long blond hair bound in a ponytail, and he's wearing black denim pants, a white shirt, and a black leather jacket... GABRIEL BLACK!! The crowd erupts into cheers, and Troy Black's jaw drops as his hand involuntarily releases the microphone! Gabriel Black, Troy Black's brother who was horribly injured at Troy Black's hands during Wrestlewar III, is here, and he's walking... no, he's running to the ring!! Troy Black panics and dives out of the ring as Gabriel Black slides inside, then begins making a hobbling run towards the backstage entrance, never looking back, as Gabriel Black stands inside the ring, looking around at the wildly cheering crowd!

Gabriel Black goes down to check on Tony Garcia, and Tony Garcia reaches up weakly to take his hand. Gabriel Black's helping him up, as the crowd continues to cheer loudly... and the cheers get even louder as he raises Tony Garcia's hand! Tony Garcia goes around to every corner of the ring, taking one last look out at the fans in attendance, and then he begins walking backstage, accompanied by Gabriel Black. This is probably the last time we'll see Tony Garcia... but Gabriel Black's back, and he seems as healthy as ever in spite of the injuries he sustained at Wrestlewar III! What a development this is... and we still have our main event to go!

VCW ring announcer David Page takes his position in the center of the ring now, and raises the microphone. We're about to get our main event ring introductions...

D. Page: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time to bring you the main event, 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 Championship. Your referee for this match is Linda Peterson!

Linda Peterson climbs into the ring, preparing to do her duties as referee in this match. And now "Walk" by Pantera begins playing, drawing an explosion of boos from the crowd as Crimson steps out of the backstage entrance, staring down the aisle with a menacing look in his eyes.

D. Page: Introducing first, from Atlanta, Georgia, the challenger in tonight's VCW World Title match. He stands six feet nine inches tall, and weighs three hundred pounds. He is the driving force of the Homicide Road Tour, one of the most feared men in VCW history, the leader of Hell's Bikers, and a former VCW World Champion... he is CRIIIIMMMMMMSSSSONNNNNNN!!!

Crimson walks down the ramp, glaring around at any fans who make themselves noticed to him on his way to the ring. He's walked this road once before, but when he did, he came out of it with the title. The one other time Crimson has gone into a VCW World Title match on pay-per-view as the challenger, he walked out the as the champion... can we expect that again? He definitely doesn't seem at all afraid or hesitant as he enters the ring, stepping in over the top rope. He climbs to the second turnbuckle in one corner and raises a fist high in the air, glaring around at the fans who boo him.

D. Page: And his opponent...

"Wait And Bleed" by Slipknot begins playing over the arena sound system, and the crowd bursts into a huge round of cheers as the VCW World Champion, the Grave Digger, steps out of the backstage entrance. He stands ominously at the top of the ramp for a second, glaring down the aisle at Crimson, then begins walking to the ring.

D. Page: He comes from Death Valley, California... he stands at a collosal height of seven feet, two inches tall, and weighs three hundred and eighty pounds! He has rolled over everything in his path, and at this time is undefeated in VCW! He is a former SMCW Triple Crown World Champion, and the reigning and defending VCW CHAMPION of the WOOOOOORRRRRLLLD... THE GRRRAAAAAAAVVVE DIIIIIIIGGERRRRRRR!!!

The Grave Digger walks slowly to the ring, never taking his eyes off of Crimson as he comes in. He steps up on the apron and raises the VCW World Title belt high to the crowd, getting another large burst of cheers, then hands it off to an attendant at ringside. He steps in over the top rope and moves to the center of the ring, standing face-to-face with Crimson! Neither man is backing down, and Linda Peterson calls for the bell to begin this match!

For the VCW World Title:

Grave Digger (c)

vs.

Crimson

The two giant men stand face to face in the middle of the ring, staring each other down. Crimson's about five inches shorter than the Grave Digger, but that doesn't seem to intimidate him in the least... in fact, his fists are clenching at his side, and so are the Grave Digger's! Suddenly, the two men explode into action, trading punches in the middle of the ring to an eruption of cheers from the crowd! The Grave Digger seems to be coming out ahead, driving Crimson back to the ropes with a series of punches, then whipping him to the other side... and he knocks him off his feet in the middle of the ring with a huge shoulderblock! Crimson goes down hard, then pulls himself up, staring angrily at the Grave Digger... if he's unnerved by going down, he's not showing it.

They move to the center of the ring and lock up... and now Crimson slips behind the Grave Digger and puts on a waistlock, then lifts and brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex! The crowd boos, and the Grave Digger gets up, but Crimson hammers him with a series of right hands, backing the Grave Digger up until he's slumped against the ropes! Crimson runs into the ropes on the other side, then comes off with a huge boot, but the Grave Digger dodges out of the way! Crimson ends up straddling the top rope, and the Grave Digger backs up, then charges and nails him with a clothesline that knocks Crimson out to the apron, then to the floor! And the Grave Digger climbs out after him!

Crimson gets up on the outside, and the Grave Digger grabs him by the hair and takes him into the ringpost, then grabs his arm and whips him into the guardrail! Crimson collides with the guardrail, and the Grave Digger turns and charges him... but Crimson backdrops him into the crowd!! The Grave Digger lands on top of a few unfortunate souls in the front row, trapping them under nearly four hundred pounds of body weight, but he pulls himself to his feet quickly... only to have Crimson grab his hair and pull him down throat-first into the guardrail! The Grave Digger slumps in the crowd, and Crimson pulls him up by the hair, then hooks him in a front chancery and lifts... and brings him crashing back to the floor with a HUGE vertical suplex!! The crowd boos, but that was an extremely impressive showing of power by Crimson!

The Grave Digger's getting up again, but Crimson's quick to nail him with a few hammer-like fists to the head, then takes him head-first into the apron. The Grave Digger seems to be reeling, and Crimson scoops him up, then bodyslams him on the floor... and he reaches under the ring and pulls out a table! He sets up the table, then pulls the Grave Digger into a standing headscissors... he's going to power bomb him through the table! Crimson lifts... but the Grave Digger blocks, then counters with a backdrop, sending Crimson crashing through the table! The crowd explodes into cheers, and Crimson's down at ringside... and the Grave Digger rolls him into the ring, then climbs in after him again!

Crimson starts getting up again, and the Grave Digger pummels him with a few more right hands, then whips him into the turnbuckles, and charges in after him with an avalanche! Crimson staggers out... right into the GRAVE YARD SLAM!! The ring shakes with the impact, and the Grave Digger goes for the cover! Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... And only two, before Crimson kicks out! Damn, he's tough! The Grave Digger's undaunted, scooping Crimson up and bodyslamming him... and now he backs into the ropes, comes off, and drops a big elbow on Crimson! Crimson is jarred by the impact, but he's starting to shake it off and get up, so the Grave Digger clobbers him with a few forearms to the back, then grabs Crimson from behind and gives him a massive belly-to-back suplex of his own!

Crimson's starting to get up, but the Grave Digger just backs into the ropes, then rushes at him and nails him with a Yakuza kick! Crimson goes down again, and the Grave Digger goes for the cover... no, he's crouching over Crimson and raining down massive right hands on him! Crimson struggles and squirms, but he's unable to throw off the Grave Digger, and he can do nothing but cover up until Linda Peterson forces the Digger to stop the closed fists and get up! Crimson had to rely on Linda Peterson's ruling to protect himself there, and that's certainly not something he's happy about. The Grave Digger grabs Crimson and starts to pull him up, but Crimson puts a stop to that with a low blow! The Grave Digger doubles over, and Crimson grabs him around the waist, then lifts, and brings him down with a HUGE gutwrench suplex!! What a move that was!

But the Grave Digger's starting to get up... these two are so big and hard to hurt that they're not staying down for moves that would put a lesser man out of the fight. Crimson immediately rushes the Grave Digger, hammering him with a series of huge punches, then knees him in the midsection. The Grave Digger's doubled over... and Crimson grabs his right leg, then takes him down with a kneebreaker! The Grave Digger's down, and Crimson drops an elbow into his knee, then another one! He's actually resorting to tactical wrestling, working over a body part instead of just beating the hell out of his opponent. Now he grabs the Grave Digger's leg and steps around... into a figure-four leglock!!

The crowd boos, but the Grave Digger starts struggling, trying to fight his way out of this hold. Maybe Crimson knows that it'd be wise to keep his larger opponent grounded on the mat, or maybe he's just going for what seemed to work against David Wright Hubbard, but this is definitely not typical Crimson strategy. The Grave Digger's struggling, trying to turn over the figure-four, and in spite of Crimson's best efforts, he's slowly succeeding! Linda Peterson's asking the Grave Digger if he wants to submit, but he'll have none of that... he's still fighting, and turning over the hold... and he gets it!! The figure-four leglock is turned over, and Crimson has to release the Grave Digger or suffer the effects of the hold on his own knees!

They both start getting up, the Grave Digger with a slight limp, and Crimson is the first to swing. He hammers the Grave Digger with a massive punch, then grabs him by the hair and pitches him out of the ring, over the top rope! The Grave Digger starts getting up on the outside, and Crimson runs into the ropes on the opposite side... is he gonna... RUNNING ELBOW SUICIDA!! Crimson clears the top rope and collides with the Grave Digger like a giant human missile, and both men go down! In spite of their hatred for Crimson, the crowd can't contain a good-sized round of cheers... Crimson is nearly seven feet tall and three hundred pounds, and he just took to the air like a junior-heavyweight!

Both men start getting up at ringside, and Crimson clobbers the Grave Digger with an elbowsmash to the back of the neck, then whips him into the guardrail! The Grave Digger staggers out, walking with a slight limp, and Crimson clobbers him with a massive clothesline that knocks him off his feet! The crowd boos, but Crimson's clearly in control now. The Grave Digger's getting up again, and Crimson whips him into the guardrail on the other side... no, this time the Grave Digger reverses! Crimson collides with the rail and staggers out... and the Grave Digger grabs him as he comes forward and powerslams him on the floor! Crimson bellows in pain, and the crowd cheers loudly... the Grave Digger just took control back!

Now the Grave Digger rolls Crimson up on top of the announcers' table, and climbs up with him. Uh-oh... this could get ugly. Well over a quarter ton of humanity is on top of that table, and the Grave Digger pulls Crimson into a standing headscissors, then lifts... SITDOWN POWER BOMB THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE!! That's the second table Crimson's gone through, and it's totally wrecked!! The crowd chants "VCW" loudly, and Crimson's left writhing in the wreckage of the announcers' table... but the Grave Digger may have taken some ill effects from that fall as well. The Grave Digger is up first, though, and he grabs Crimson by the hair and rolls him back into the ring, then climbs in after him!

Crimson's starting to get up, and the Grave Digger scoops him up, then slams him to the mat... and now he's going up to the top turnbuckle! He's up, looking down on Crimson, and he takes flight... FLYING ELBOWDROP!! This move beat Crimson when Randy Savage used it at Disaster Area, and it beat Tony Garcia when the Grave Digger used it in Tony Garcia's last title match... but this time it just misses, when Crimson rolls out of the way! The Grave Digger just wiped out on the mat! Now Crimson's getting up, but he's suffering from some back pain after that power bomb... but he still manages to clobber the Grave Digger and whip him into the ropes, then bring him down with a Samoan drop in the middle of the ring when he comes off!

Crimson's getting up again, but so is the Grave Digger... neither one of these guys will stay down! Crimson goes behind the Grave Digger and hooks on a full nelson, then lifts... FULL NELSON SLAM!! He didn't shake the Grave Digger like a ragdoll, as he usually does with that move, but obviously he has to take what he can get. Crimson runs into the ropes, then comes off and drops a leg on the Grave Digger! He covers and hooks a leg, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Kickout at two and a half by the Grave Digger, who still has a lot of fight left! The Grave Digger gets up slowly, and Crimson's measuring him... he grabs his throat! But before he can attempt the Chokeslam, the Grave Digger moves forward and knees him in the midsection! Crimson doubles over, and the Grave Digger hammers him a few more times, then slips behind him and hooks on a cobra clutch... CRADLE TO GRAVE!! Crimson just got sent to the mat hard, and the Grave Digger covers him! Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... Shoulder up at two and a half by Crimson! He's not done yet!!

Crimson gets up, but now the Grave Digger's waiting on him with a hand raised... and he kicks him in the midsection first, then grabs his throat... CHOKESLAM!! The Grave Digger just drilled Crimson into the canvas with his own finishing move, and the crowd erupts into cheers! The Grave Digger goes down to cover, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout at two and three-quarters!! Amazingly, Crimson kicked out of the chokeslam!! The Grave Digger draws a thumb across his throat, then pulls Crimson up, scoops him up, and turns him into position for the Burial... but Crimson kicks and squirms, slipping out behind the Grave Digger! He clobbers him from behind, then grabs him and whips him into the ropes! The Grave Digger comes off the other side and ducks under a clothesline from Crimson, then runs into the ropes behind him and comes off with a Yakuza kick... but Crimson grabs his foot and takes him down with a dragon screw leg whip, into a half Boston!!

The crowd boos, and the Grave Digger is forced to struggle again, crawling his way to the ropes slowly but surely. Crimson's attempts at submission holds and leg work don't seem to be having much effect; perhaps he should stick to power offense. And the Grave Digger makes it to the ropes... but Crimson doesn't show him any reprieve, letting go of the half Boston only to assault the Grave Digger with a series of punches! He whips him into the ropes again... and this time he mows him down with a big boot to the face! The Grave Digger gets up slowly... but Crimson scoops him up and turns him upside down... TOMBSTONE!! Crimson just hit the Grave Digger with his own move now, perhaps in retaliation for the Grave Digger's earlier chokeslam! He goes down and covers him, and Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... Kickout!! The Grave Digger just kicked out of the Tombstone!!

Crimson gets up, and he doesn't seem surprised... he knows he's in for a fight. He pulls the Grave Digger up, then lifts him and places him on one of the top turnbuckles and climbs up with him. He could be going for a superplex... but the Grave Digger's still fighting, hammering away at Crimson with punches! Crimson tries to fight back, but the Grave Digger wins the slugfest, knocking Crimson off of the top turnbuckle to the canvas! Crimson gets up from the mat, as the Grave Digger perches himself on the top turnbuckle. Crimson turns around to him... FLYING CLOTHESLINE!! The Grave Digger cuts Crimson down, and the crowd explodes into cheers!! And now the Grave Digger's drawing a thumb across his throat as he lifts Crimson again, turning him upside-down... but Crimson counters with a spinning headscissors!! Unbelievable... who knew he could do that!?

Crimson pulls the Grave Digger up and clobbers him with a few more hard punches, then whips him into the ropes and runs into the other side. The Grave Digger lashes out with a clothesline... but Crimson ducks, and the Grave Digger misses! The Grave Digger turns around... just in time for Crimson to come off the other side and NAIL him with a massive kick to the head!! The Grave Digger goes down! And now Crimson pulls him up into a standing headscissors and lifts... POWER BOMB!! The Grave Digger crashes hard to the canvas, and Crimson pulls him up again, and grabs him by the throat, then lifts... CHOKESLAM!! He just Chokeslammed the Grave Digger in the middle of the ring!! He looks around at the crowd with a nasty smile of superiority on his face... BUT THE GRAVE DIGGER SITS UP!!

Crimson looks at the Grave Digger desperately, then kicks him in the midsection as he gets up, grabs him by the throat, and lifts again... CHOKESLAM!! He just nailed him with it again! And now he goes down to make the cover, and this could do it! Linda Peterson goes down to count... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THR... KICKOUT!! The Grave Digger just kicked out at the last possible second!! But now someone's running out of the backstage entrance... two someones, actually! It's Jack Norman and Butch Manson!! Butch Manson jumps up on the apron and begins protesting something to Linda Peterson, who seems confused by his presence... but Jack Norman reaches under the ring and grabs a shovel, then hands it to Crimson! The Grave Digger's getting up, and Crimson draws back and swings for the fences... and he KILLS the Grave Digger with a HUGE blow from the shovel! The shovel handle is cracked, and the Grave Digger is down, bleeding heavily from his forehead! Butch Manson and Jack Norman begin to withdraw, as Crimson chucks the shovel aside, then goes for the cover just as Linda Peterson turns around! Crimson goes for the cover... no, not like this!! Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THRE... NO!! THE GRAVE DIGGER KICKS OUT!!

Crimson stares down at the Grave Digger in utter shock, then steps out to the apron and begins climbing to the top turnbuckle... he's getting desperate, and preparing to take to the air! But the Grave Digger's up, and he climbs up to meet Crimson on the top turnbuckle, nailing him with a series of punches! He hooks Crimson for a superplex... but Crimson blocks that with a few punches of his own! They're trading blows up at the top again... and Crimson knees the Grave Digger in the groin, then grabs him by the throat... TOP-ROPE CHOKESLAM!! The ring shakes violently with the impact as the Grave Digger crashes to the canvas, and Crimson covers him!! Could even THAT be enough!? Linda Peterson counts... ONE!! ... TWO!! ... THREE!! WE'VE GOT A NEW WORLD CHAMPION!!

Crimson pinned the Grave Digger after a top-rope chokeslam in 0:19:12.
Rating: 1/2*
(Crimson won the VCW World Title.)

The crowd explodes into a huge round of boos, as Crimson gets up, raising both hands high in the air and bellowing in victory! He did it again... the Grave Digger, the undefeated one-man wrecking machine who took down th the Black Plague single-handedly, has been defeated by Crimson! Can anybody stop Crimson!? We saw how dangerous he was the first time he got his hands on the VCW World Title, but this is a more dangerous, more brutal side of Crimson than we saw then. The Grave Digger, the man who was heralded as the most destructive force in VCW history, is laid out on his back, bleeding heavily from the forehead, as Crimson grabs the VCW World Title belt and poses in the ring with it to a huge round of boos from the crowd! Crimson is the new VCW World Champion, the first two-time VCW World Champion in history, and God only knows what's next!! We're out of time for tonight! Join us tomorrow, and find out what has become of VCW!!

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