Gojinn lets a roar go. The adrenaline is racing through his body. His muscles bulge as he turns and eyes Deadblood. Being the only one near him right now, Gojinn was going for the kill shot, here and now. He stalked behind the champion, watching as he helplessly crawled away, far... far.. along the ring. He approached the steel stairs, reaching out fro them from his crawl! Gojinn shot in from behind!!! THE KING AIMS A CRUSHING RIGHT FOOT AT THE BACK OF DB'S HEAD, BUT MISSES NARROWLY, AS THE CHAMPION MANAGES TO DUCK ASIDE, ROLLING TO SAFETY AS IF HE'D HAD EYES IN THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!!!!


Cole: OH MY! WHAT A BOOT!

JBL: OH HO HO HO!! Deadblood was nearly DEAD right there Maggle!

King: He was almost ground beef!


The King smashes the steel stairs, punting them out towards the padded crowd barrier. Turning, Gojinn looks to attack the Champion, but DB has the edge in that moment, jumping upwards into the Kings abdomen, sweeping his legs and snapping him to the mat! He quickly mounts Gojinn, blasting away desperately with huge forearms, trying to wear him down! Gojinn covers up with forearms of his own, until Deadblood slips to his side! The Champion shoves Gojinn to his own side and wraps him up!!!!! DEADBLOOD HAS GOJINN LOCKED UP!!! ITS THE LOCKDOWN!!!! THE CHAMPION HAS LOCKED ON HIS TRADEMARK SUBMISSION HOLD AND IS TRYING TO CHOKE THE KING OUT!!!!!


Cole: LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! LOCKDOWN! Faints

JBL: JESUS MAGGLE SHUT YER HOLE!

King: Did he die?


The ref immediately gets involved, trying to determine if Gojinn is submitting or unconscious. The King struggles, rolling about, trying to rip the arms or leg lock from Deadbloods deathgrip! Gojinn cant break the hold!! He manages to roll himself to his hands and knees, but Deadblood yanks him back down to the padded floor, wrenching back himself, bending his back and applying tighter pressure to the leg lock and chokehold. He quickly compresses again, limiting Gojinn's range of motion and his ability to breathe. (Why does he have to do that again? lmfao)

Gojinn finally throws himself onto his hands and knees again, this time quickly grabbing the ring apron and getting a foot underneath himself! The referees eyes and Deadbloods suddenly match, both shooting wide open with pure shock and awe, as the King slowly powered himself onto his feet, grabbing the ropes and ring apron to struggle to his two feet! Deadblood wrenches back again, causing Gojinn to stagger and fall away from the ring, but catches himself across the gap on the crowd barricade!! DB yanks again, almost jockeying the King around the ring, trying to choke him out and take him down!!! The strength of the King is unfathomable at this point!! He's not standing on his own, and his legs are certainly shakey at best, but he has managed to hold the Champion up as they round the corner and crash against the announce table!!!


Cole: OH! Right in front of us now!

JBL: Champs ridin' the King like a damn RO-DAY-OH CLOWN!

King: Don't get too excited!!


Gojinn holds himself up, reaching over the other side of the table, grabbing on to keep Deadblood from yanking them away just yet. The Champion, however, is seemingly managing to make the King fade!! His grip slips and his hands catch the flimsy wooden logo plate for the event, ripping it from the table with ease, as he collapses back against the ring!!! Deadblood pulls back again, tightening both grips more, squeezing the life from the challenger...


JBL: That a boy! Tame the wild steed!

Cole: This move wearing down Gojinn as they move back towards the ring from our announce table!

King: What now?!


But Gojinn will not have it!! The King looks to the table, then peers up over his shoulder at Deadblood!!! The Champion can see the look, he knows the idea, but he doesn't yet know the plan the King has! He knows he has to end this now though and readjusts his hands once more, trying to crush the chokehold down. He tenses his leg muscles to their limits, trying to snap Gojinn at the waist and squeeze every last breath from him!!! Gojinn turns to the ring, though, and with a last ditch effort, reaches up, grasping the middle rope!! He pulls himself up to his knees on the apron... before pulling up to his feet and grasping the top rope!!!


Cole: LOOK AT THE STRENGTH!

King: AHHH! WHAT IS HE DOING?!?!?

JBL: Oh boy! They don't even see it! Bih-ness 'bout to pick up gentlemen!


KIZMAT IS UP!!! KIZMAT IS IN THE RING!!! THE LORD OF BLOOD HAS RECOVERED FROM THE BAT SHOT MOMENTS AGO!!! WITH LIGHTNING LIKE SPEED, THAT LONG TONGUE FREAK SPEEDS ACROSS THE SQUARED CIRCLE AND ABSOLUTELY SPEARS THE HOLY LIVING SHIT OUT OF GOJINN, CRUSHING HIS RIBS AS HE SLAMS INTO HIM AND DRIVES HIM OFF OF THE RING APRON AND DOWN THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE AND EVERYONE ATOP THE CHAMPION, DEADBLOOD, AS THE MAN IS COMPLETELY UNABLE TO AVOID ANY BIT OF THE ATTACK OR RELEASE HIS DEATHGRIP IN TIME!!!!!! THEY CRUSH THE TABLE TO THE FOUNDATION OF THE BUILDING WITH AN EARTH SHATTERING SMASH AND LAND ATOP ONE ANOTHER LIKE A STACK OF CORPSES IN THE PLAGUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SPARKS FROM THE TVS EXPLODE EVERYWHERE AS THE AUDIO FROM THE COMMENTATORS MAXES OUT ON THE WORLDWIDE BROADCASTS!!!!!>


Kizmat, having done the majority of the damage with the spear, lies draped over Gojinn with an arm and leg, who lies atop the Champion of course. Pinned in the bottom of the wreckage, Deadblood lies motionless, seemingly and more than quite possibly, dead. The referee stands stunned for a minute, his eyes suddenly widening with a realisation...


Cole: .....are... are we back....ow, damnit... are we back on?

King: I think so. JBL?

JBL: Man! This is crazy!

Cole: The carnage!


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Cole: What just happened?!

King: Who just won that fall?!

JBL: I'll tell you who! The King! After all that, they couldn't even stop him for one minute! He DOMINATED this thing!

Cole: Well, I'll tell you what partner, I agree with you in that he dominated this match thus far, but I don't know if you're right here-

King: Wait!

He signals to the time keeper, who rings the bell!!! The fans go berserk! The referee steps over to confer with Lillian a moment as the commentators gather around the pile of dead men, medics already in the process of moving them to the mat seperately in order to assess if they can even physically continue.


LILLIAN GARCIA: "Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has informed me that the winner of the hardcore match, and second fall... is Kizmat!"


The fans explode with cheers and boos, as everyone watches the superstars being evaluated. Each one seems to be coming around, save for Deadblood, who has yet to move. Kizmat pushes his medics away, crawling off and away from the wreckage as he slowly staggers to his feet, rolling himself into the ring and onto his back. The medics give up as he rolls further into the ring now, resting while the others were lying in pain. The medics attend to Deadblood, pulling a backboard and neckbrace now.


Cole: I don't... I...

King: This looks bad.

JBL: Well ya don't want to see this, ever.

Cole: Folks, I'm not sure if the Champion will be able to continue. We may see a new champion crowned tonight.

JBL: A damn shame.


Gojinn throws his medics aside, looking up at Kizmat. He's just caused him to lose a fall, tarnish the match record, and speared him through an announce table... "DEAD." GOJINN SLIDES INTO THE RING, KIZMAT BOUNCING TO ONE KNEE AND SPRINGING PAST GOJINN WITH A DODGING ROLL, AVOIDING A MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE!!!


JBL: Looks like I taught him myself! That would have ended it right there!!

Cole: This is insane! the final fall hasn't even started yet!


As Cole speaks, from the ceiling lowers the hellish structure itself... the cell. The referee and tech crews clear the ringside area of debris and make sure the medics and Deadblood are clear. The cell is lowered into place as a stretcher rounds it now towards the announce table area, for the seemingly non-responsive champion. Gojinn and Kizmat are battling for control all over the ring as the cell is fastened into place and the referee enters to gain control!!!...........