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NJFC SHOWCASE MATCH
Jon Kellar vs. Eric Darkthorne

Shiozaki: Up next we have a showcase match from New Japan Fighting Championship... Eric Darkthorne, a mainstay in our federation, will go one on one with a man who made one hell of an impact last year in only a small number of appearances, Jon Kellar.

Gozen: And, per an announcement from James Paterson on Twitter earlier this week, the winner of this match will go on to challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship at the festival of Puroresu next month.

The lights go out. A Gothic, Metallic blue light appears over the top of the entrance ramp. Smoke fills the arena. 

Mai Kado: Hadesu no ōkoku kara, saisho no dōnyū 330 lbs no omo-sa, arehate no kami, ERIKKU DARKTHORNE!!!
(Introducing first... from the Kingdom of Hades... weighing in at 330lbs, the Deity of Devastation... Eric Darkthorne!)

Eric Darkthrone appears on top of the entrance ramp. He slowly walks to the ring with the light following him. He gets to the ring, steps over the ropes, and does the El Mesias pose in the middle of the ring in which Gothic blue fire shoots out from all four cornerposts.

Shiozaki: Darkthorne looks focused and as deadly as ever.

Sato: Yeah, but that loss at Tag Team Tropolis has got to be playing on his mind... Konrad Raab ended that long undefeated streak...

Gozen: And now he's angry and he's going to want payback... I feel sorry for Kellar!

The lights in the arena darken and smoke slowly starts flowing onto the entrance stage. A single spotlight points towards the entranceway, as the crowd applaud.

Mai Kado: Soshite, kare no taisen aite wa 209 lbs no omo-sa, kuroidon, Igirisu no soto ni tatakatte. NINGEN DAINAMAITOJON KERĀ!!!!
(and his opponent fighting out of Croydon, United Kingdom, weighing in at 209lbs... The Human Dynamite.... Jon Kellar!)

Jon Kellar emerges from the smoke in the entrance way into the spotlight as “Blue God” fills the arena. He steps out onto the ramp, raises his head, and looks around. He is wearing his MMA gear, along with a TAPOUT brand t-shirt and beanie hat.

Behind him emerges his corner-man and coach, Sean O’Riley, towel over his shoulder and water-bottle in hand. Kellar’s gloves are strapped to Sean’s belt as the two of them make their way to the ring to the sound of respectful applause. Kellar has black eye paint on under his eyes, but none of the other “Human Dynamite” features.

Shiozaki: Kellar’s popularity is as strong as ever despite his time away...

Sato: Yes, but is he? This is first time inside the squared circle for months. His last wrestling appearance was in EWC’s King of the Cage tournament at the end of last year, where he reached the Quarter-Finals.

Gozen: And his last appearance for New Japan was at the crossover Rising Sun Revolution Pay-Per-View in that match against the now-retired John Pariah. That was the second of their informal “best of three” series.

Sato: ...which Kellar won, 2-1 as I recall, against John Pariah! No small feat!!!

Gozen: The past means nothing, it's all about the moment.

Shiozaki: I think you’re underestimating him Gozen. He hasn’t spent all those months sitting on the couch watching re-runs of House and Lost… he’s been training hard and furthering his MMA career. Kellar is a hard hitting strike, suplex and submission machine.

Kellar reaches the ring and walks all the way around it to the far corner, never taking his eyes off of Darkthorne as he does.

Shiozaki: Darkthorne may have lost his match with Raab at Tag Team Tropolis, but as Kellar himself said, a wounded beast can be the most dangerous of all.

Sato: And that's what Peterson intends to find out tonight. He's brought Jon Kellar back into the fold to test whether Darkthorne is the real deal.

Gozen: And now he's made it even more interesting, because as we said earlier, the winner of this match will challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship at the Festival of Puroresu next month.

Shiozaki: A showcase matches are usually enjoyable but rarely passionate. Now a chance to become champion is at stake all bets are off. These two are going to go all out to beat each other.

Kellar rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring, while Sean climbs the steps. Kellar walks to the centre of the ring and looks up once more as the spotlight focuses on him, the crowd cheering as he lets out a roar.

Shiozaki: He looks ready...

Kellar retreats to the corner to meet Sean, as he removes his hat and t-shirt. The referee approaches Darkthorne who snarls at him, but relents as the referee checks his attire for concealed weapons. While that search continues, Kellar puts in his gumshield as Sean helps him into his gloves. The referee approaches and checks Kellar as well, and Kellar takes one last drink of water from Sean before the Irishman drops back down to ringside. 

The bell sounds, and the crowd cheer as the two men circle each other.

Shiozaki: Here we go! Who's going to the Festival of Puroresu?

Gozen: Darkthorne. Kellar's got the edge in speed and submission wrestling, but his offence is contingent on getting the 330lbs man down to the mat. I don't think Kellar can handle Darkthorne's power and size advantage.

Darkthorne shifts towards Kellar, who backs away, keeping his arms raised and maintaining a distance from the bigger man.

Sato: If Kellar could be undone by a size disadvantage his career would have ended years ago, he's never been the biggest competitor. He's smart, he has greater martial arts prowess and, as you say, he's quicker. It'll be close, but I think Kellar's experience will win through.

Kellar steps towards Darkthorne and goes for a kick to the leg, but Darkthorne backs away. The crowd applaud politely but impatiently.

Shiozaki: Both men looking to feel each other out here...

Darkthorne lunges towards Kellar, who ducks a clothesline and nails the bigger man with three stiff left jabs to the head, then two hard right forearms to the chest before backing away. Darkthorne glares at Kellar and laughs, dusting his chest off.

Sato: Woah! Darkthorne didn't even feel it!

Kellar shrugs and approaches Darkthorne. Kellar misses with a middle kick and finds himself trapped in a side headlock. Darkthorne wrenches at Kellar's head as Sean bangs his hands on the canvas. Kellar extends his arms out and is able to shift the two men just enough to reach the ropes. He grabs the rope and holds on as the referee approaches.

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Darkthorne releases the hold, then delivers a clubbing blow across Kellar's back to take him down to a knee, then delivers another strike across the back of the head. Again, Kellar reaches out ad grabs the ropes, forcing the referee to come and separate the two men. Darkthorne laughs and delivers a series of disrespectful slaps to the back of Kellar's head as the veteran continues to hug the ropes.

Referee: 1... 2.... 3.... 4....

Darkthorne walks away from Kellar for a while, but almost immediately returns and pins Kellar against the ropes with his knee. He grabs Kellar's head in his left hand and delivers a series of right hands to the side of Kellar's face. Again, Kellar continues to hold the ropes as the fists come reigning down and the referee is forced to pull Darkthorne away.

Gozen: Care to re-evaluate your prediction Sato?

Darkthorne pushes the referee aside and grabs Kellar in a rear waist lock. He goes for a German Suplex, but Kellar throws back his elbow and catches the Hellgod just above the eye, opening up a small cut. Darkthorne staggers back, touching his eye and seeing the blood on his hand. Kellar doesn't need any invitation as he slams a series of hard jabs into the cut to make it wider, then finishes with a hard right straight. Darkthorne hits the mat hard and rolls into the corner as Kellar tries to shake off the effects of the beating.

Shiozaki: Darkthorne got a little too cocky there and gave Kellar an opening, albeit a desperate one.

Both men are back to their feet. Kellar smirks at Darkthrone from across the ring and drops down onto one knee, then raises both his hands, urging him to bring it. Darkthorne charges across the ring and Kellar takes the hit against the turnbuckle, collapsing onto the mat.

Shiozaki: What the hell is he doing?!! That’s 330lbs crushing him!!

Kellar pulls himself back to his feet in the same corner, and does the same again, smiling as he does. Again, Darkthorne charges and crushes the Human Dynamite in the corner. Kellar falls onto the mat, and starts crawling out of the corner towards one of the others. He pulls himself up once again, and signals to Darkthorne to do it again.

Sato: Does Kellar have a death wish??!?

Darkthorne charges across the ring but this time, as he does, Kellar drops completely and catches the bigger man with a drop toe hold. Darkthorne goes head first into the turnbuckle as Kellar, winded from the two impacts but now in control, grabs him by the hair and delivers a series of stiff hammer punches to the Hellgod's swollen eye until the referee intervenes and tells him to let go.

Sato: Again, back to that eye. Kellar's MMA experience showing through here...

After some stern words from the referee, Kellar approaches Darkthorne and grabs him in a Muy Thai clinch in the corner. He pulls Darkthorne's head down and Kellar lifts his knees, driving them into the bigger man's head. Darkthorne tries to get away but Kellar won't give up the clinch, keeping the big man in the corner and continuing to strike him in the head with knees. The referee intervenes and tells Kellar to stop, but he refuses, prompting the referee to start the five count.

Sato: What was it you were saying Gozen? My prediction's looking pretty good right now.

Before the referee can reach 5, Darkthorne manages to free his arms and pushes Kellar hard out of the corner. Darkthorne charges at Kellar, lifts him up and drives him into the mat with a combination of a spear and spinebuster. 

Gozen: You sure about that?

Darkthorne covers Kellar, hooking the leg.

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Kellar rolls his shoulder off the mat to break the count at two, and Darkthorne goes up to his knees. The crowd lets out a very audible "aaaagh!" sound as they get a close up look of Darkthorne's face. The cut above his eye is now a bloody mess, with blood pouring down his face, and the area eye itself is starting to swell up and turn purple.

Sato: I don't care how big you are, you can't hit if you can't see properly! If Darkthorne can't put Kellar away quickly then this match is going to very quickly turn against him.

Shiozaki: Was that Kellar's strategy all along, or did he just get lucky with that earlier elbow?

Darkthorne has the momentum now, and pushes the referee away as the latter comes to check on his eye. He wipes some of the blood off of his face and pulls Kellar to his feet. He traps Kellar in a front face lock and tightens the hold as Kellar struggles in the bigger man's grip.

Gozen: I don't think that eye is going to hold Darkthorne back somehow...

Kellar extends one of his legs back to try and get to the ropes but Darkthorne is having none of it, and lifts Kellar into a vertical Suplex, dropping him hard on his back. Darkthorne goes for another pin.

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Kellar gets his shoulder up and rolls onto his stomach to prevent a repeat pin attempt. Darkthorne just stares down at him and laughs. 

Shiozaki: Darkthorne well in control now, and looking to pick apart his opponent.

[b]Kellar stays on his stomach as Darkthorne towers over him and wraps his arms around his waist. With a freakish burst of strength Darkthorne deadlifts Kellar and slams him with a hard German Suplex that sends Kellar flying across the ring to a roar from the crowd. 

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Gozen: Kellar's gonna fly!!!!

[b]Kellar lands hard on his neck and shoulders, but rolls under the rope to the outside of the ring. Darkthorne stands and struts across the ring, his arms outstretched, soaking up the reaction of the crowd.

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Sato: Kellar’s usually the one delivering the suplexes.

Gozen: Not much chance of that here, he's giving up over 100lbs and even if he wasn't, he's being tossed around like a rag doll.

Shiozaki: Kellar's the veteran here and he's left his mark, but is the raw power of Eric Darkthorne just too much for him to overcome?

Kellar writhes on the outside as Darkthorne rolls to the outside and approaches. As he gets close to Kellar, the latter throws a right at Darkthorne which sends him staggering back. Kellar goes to follow up but takes a knee to the gut for his trouble, and Darkthorne slams the Human Dynamite's head against the ring apron, then grabs him and throws him hard against the crowd barrier. 

Gozen: I think we have our answer!

The referee is commanding both men to get back in the ring as Darkthorne approaches the nearby announce table and picks up a chair.

Sato: Oh come on!

Darkthorne snaps the chair shut and approaches Kellar, who is over on all fours. Darkthorne approaches slowly, like a shark stalking it’s prey, and lifts the chair above his head.

Shiozaki: Kellar’s in trouble!!!

Darkthorne sends the chair crashing down across Kellar’s back, much to the irritation of the referee. Kellar falls flat on the ground as Darkthorne smirks to himself and the crowd boo for the use of the weapon. The referee, irritated by Darkthorne, rolls out of the ring and tells Darkthorne to get back in the ring.

Gozen: Darkthorne needs to be careful here… if he takes things too far he risks being disqualified.

Shiozaki: Yes. A reminder to our viewers that referees in NJFC are encouraged to use their discretion when disqualifying a wrestler… but excess use of weapons will not be tolerated.

Darkthorne smirks and drops the chair, rolling back into the ring. The referee follows, only for Darkthorne to roll out of the ring again immediately. He picks up the discarded chair and sets it up outside the ring, then grabs Kellar and puts his head across the seat. The referee has had enough, and starts the 20 count.

Shiozaki: Nobody wants this to end in a count out but the referee clearly feels he has no choice.

Darkthorne stalks Kellar from the apron, holding onto the ropes

Gozen: What’s Darkthorne going to do here?

As the referee reaches 10, Darkthorne jumps from the apron, leading with his knee but Kellar moves out of the way and Darkthorne eats nothing but steel. The crowd let out a very audible “aaargh!” as Darkthorne rolls away, clutching his knee. The referee immediately stops the count and rolls out of the ring to check on Darkthorne as Kellar props himself up with the ring apron.

Shiozaki: A narrow escape for Kellar there. Darkthorne’s thirst for destruction may have gotten the better of him and now it’s backfired.

Kellar rolls back into the ring to get away from Darkthorne, but finds himself alone in there. He rolls away from where the referee is checking on Darkthorne towards Sean, who gives him some water. 

Sato: Kellar, smartly, taking time to get his bearings.

Kellar pours the cold water over his neck and shoulders as Sean gives him some advice. 

Sean: Focus… we’re not done here. His knee… go for his knee…

Kellar nods at Sean and makes his way around to Darkthorne, who is getting up to his feet but has clearly damaged his knee. Kellar shows no mercy and runs, planting a stiff sole-first kick into the back of Darkthorne’s leg. The bigger man yells and rolls forward, and Kellar grabs him by the hair and rolls him into the ring. The referee follows suit.

Shiozaki: Both men back in the ring, but Kellar has the momentum now.

Gozen: It won’t last… I still say the smart money’s on Darkthorne.

Kellar puts his foot on Darkthorne's injured knee and presses down hard. Darkthorne roars on the mat as Kellar stares down at him.

Kellar: Stay down Eric... stay down or this gets worse...

Kellar lifts his foot and covers Darkthorne.

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Darkthorne kicks out. 

Gozen: What's Kellar doing? He hasn't done nearly enough damage.

Shiozaki: I think he offered Darkthorne a way out. Clearly he doesn't know Eric Darkthorne very well if he thinks Darkthorne would even consider taking it!

Kellar shakes his head and stands. Darkthorne pulls himself up with the ropes and staggers towards Kellar, who ducks a clothesline and immediately takes Darkthorne down with a chop block to the back of the injured knee. Kellar grabs the leg and delivers a series of kicks to the hamstring, then rolls Darkthorne onto his front and drives his knee into the canvas.

Sato: Kellar’s strategic wrestling style starting to show through here… that knee has a great big target on it and Kellar is just going to pick away at it.

Darkthorne struggles up and Kellar grabs him and backs him into the corner. He grabs Darkthorne’s leg and delivers a dragon screw leg snap, sending the bigger man to the canvas in the corner. Kellar drops out of the ring, grabs Darkthorne's leg and drags him closer to the ring post. As the referee protests, Kellar slams Darkthorne's knee into the ring post, then grabs the leg and does it again, and again.

Gozen: Kellar wants that knee completely destroyed.

The referee starts the 20 count to persuade Kellar to get back in the ring, and Kellar does so immediately. More stern words from the referee follow as Kellar approaches Darkthorne. Kellar just stands and watches his opponent for a while, then as Darkthorne goes to stand Kellar delivers another kick to the back of Darkthorne's knee, before grabbing the leg and, with some gesturing to the crowd, dropping into a kneebar.

Shiozaki: Here we go! The kneebar is locked in!

Sato: A kneebar, I haven't seen that in a while!

Gozen: Kellar may be looking for a submission victory here, but Darkthorne himself is no slouch in submission wrestling. He will know how to get out of this hold.

Sato: With respect, there's a difference between being trained in submission wrestling and being a submission specialist. Darkthorne has avoided looking for a submission here because he knows he can't go toe-to-toe with Kellar in that department. He's used his power, and it was working, but his arrogance cost him.

Gozen: It wasn't arrogance, it was a move that backfired. We've all seen it.

Kellar wrenches back on the knee and Darkthorne howls in the hold as the referee checks on himself, but he refuses to tap. Kellar grapevines the leg and rolls his body to tighten the hold, even taking the opportunity to deliver a few more hammer fists to the knee.

Sato: If Darkthorne doesn't submit then Kellar's going to put him on the shelf for a month, minimum!

Gozen: Darkthorne isn't going to surrender here... it's just not in his programming!

Fighting through the pain, Darkthorne drags himself and Kellar across the ring, reaching out for the bottom rope, but finding it just beyond his grasp. He raises his hand.

Sato: He's going to tap!!!

Darkthorne finds one last burst of energy and reaches out, grabbing the rope. The referee forces Kellar to break the hold as the latter rolls away, clearly frustrated he didn't get the submission. Sean too bangs on the canvas in frustration.

Gozen: I told you, Darkthorne doesn't submit.

Shiozaki: Well he certainly didn't that time.

Kellar goes to follow up but finds himself on the receiving end of a gut punch. He staggers back as Darkthorne struggles up to his feet. He hobbles towards Kellar and goes to whip him across the ring, but Kellar turns into the whip and delivers a stiff kick to the back of Darkthorne's knee. Darkthorne drops to a knee and Kellar follows up by grabbing his hair and driving his knees directly into Darkthorne's head. The referee tells Kellar to let go of Darkthorne's hair, and Kellar complies, but switches to kicks instead. 

Kellar: HAH!

Kellar delivers a stiff middle kick to the side of Darkthorne's head

Crowd: OOOHH!!

Darkthorne, clearly groggy, doesn't go down, much to Kellar's surprise.

Kellar: HAAAAH!

Another kick, harder than the last one.

Crowd: OOOHH!!

Darkthorne still doesn't go down. Kellar glares at him.

Kellar: HAAAAA-YAH!

Another kick, so hard that the impact echoes around the entire arena.

Crowd: OOOHH!!

Darkthorne still doesn't go down. Kellar just stares at him, his eyes white and wide.

Sato: How??!!! How is Eric Darkthorne still upright?

Shiozaki: The more pressing question is how is Eric Darkthorne still conscious???!!! That kick should have dropped a bear!

Kellar, clearly frustrated by Darkthorne's refusal to fall down and stay there, rebounds off the ropes for the Kellar Klash, but Darkthorne springs up (insofar as he can with no knee and a ringing head) and takes Kellar to the mat with an MMA style Double-leg takedown. Darkthorne takes full mount and begins pummelling the hell out of Kellar's head.

Gozen: Darkthorne by all rights should be flat on his back after those kicks, instead Kellar finds himself on the end of a beating.

Kellar covers up and tries to roll his hips, but Darkthorne shifts his weight and keeps control, continuing to pummel Kellar. 

Gozen: Kellar getting a taste of his own medicine here!!

Kellar keeps shifting and eventually manages to get a full guard, his legs wrapped around Darkthorne's waist. With a shift of his body he manages to roll Darkthorne over and goes for another kneebar, but Darkthorne rakes him across the eye, much to the referee's irritation.

Sato: That's a cheap move.

Gozen: It's one rake to the eye... Kellar's done far worse to Darkthorne's eye.. look at it.

Between the knees in the corner earlier and the knees just now, Darkthorne's eye is almost completely swollen shut, but the flow of blood seems to have abated. Kellar staggers back onto the ropes and Darkthorne approaches, grabs him around the waist and plants him hard on the mat with a German Suplex.

Shiozaki: This is a momentum shift Kellar could not afford, if Darkthorne gets ahold of him again...

As if on cue, Darkthorne hobbles over to Kellar and, deadlifting him once again, throws him across the ring with another German Suplex. Kellar lands in a heap on the other side of the ring.

Gozen: Kellar missed his chance with the kneebar, now Darkthorne's going to make him pay for it!

With Kellar folded up like an accordion on the other side of the ring, Darkthorne approaches and goes for another rear waistlock. Kellar throws back an elbow, hoping to escape the same way he did before, but Darkthorne is ready this time and catches his arm. He locks in a full nelson hold and presses hard against Kellar's neck. Kellar writhes in the hold, but Darkthorne doesn't let go.

Gozen: Here we go... Darkthorne going for the submission!

Darkthorne forces Kellar down to his knees, then traps Kellar's arm and looks for a Cobra Clutch.

Gozen: Hells Torment coming!!!

Kellar, with what little energy he has left throws back his elbow into Darkthorne's injured eye. It throws Darkthorne off enough to stop the Cobra Clutch, but Darkthorne instead re-establishes the Full Nelson lock and slams Kellar with a Dragon Suplex, bridging as he does.

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Throwing all of his left over energy into his legs, Kellar pushes out of the hold and rolls onto his feet. He rebounds (read: falls into) the ropes and throws an erratic haymaker that completely misses Darkthorne, who grabs Kellar in a pumphandle and lifts him into the air. 

Gozen: HERE WE GO!!!!

Darkthorne drives Kellar head-first into the mat with the Hell Hammer. 

Sato: HELL HAAAAAMMMMMEEEEER!!!!!

Darkthorne covers Kellar as Sean screams from ringside.

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Suddenly, pulling one of his trademark "Back from the dead" manuevers Kellar kicks out, and without breaking stride rolls over into a rear-mount and blasts Darkthorne repeatedly with shots to his injured eye, opening up the cut again. He manages to get in four or five strikes before the damage he has taken takes its toll and Kellar collapses backwards onto the mat, lying flat for a while before staggering to the ropes. Darkthorne stands as the referee tries, again, to check on his eye. Darkthorne pushes the referee aside.

Sato: Amazing move there by Kellar!

Gozen: Was it? He escaped the pin and got a few shots in, but Kellar's on the mat and Darkthorne looks furious!!!

Darkthorne, now really REALLY angry about the state of his eye, waits for Kellar to struggle up to his feet, then returns him to the mat via a hard spear. Kellar writhes on the mat, clutching at his ribs as Darkthorne pulls him up, locks both his arms in a chicken wing, and then drops Kellar hard on his head with a Tiger Suplex.

Gozen: Another Suplex!!!

Sato: Is anyone keeping count?!

Darkthorne covers Kellar.

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Kellar throws his shoulder off the mat to a roar from the crowd.

Gozen: How the hell??!!!?!?!

Shiozaki: Kellar is battered, Kellar is bruised, but Kellar is beaten. The veteran refusing to stay down despite being thrown around like a rag doll here!

Darkthorne shouts at the referee, but the referee confirms it was only a two count. Kellar crawls on his belly, away from Darkthorne as Sean bangs on the canvas, telling him to get up. Darkthorne walks over the top of Kellar and stands him front of him, and Kellar climbs up his legs, staring up at him. Darkthorne shakes his head.

Gozen: I don't think it'll be long now...

Darkthorne delivers a kick to the gut and goes to finish Kellar off with Judgement of the Gods, but as he hooks Kellar's arm, Kellar pushes his other arm forward and grabs Darkthorne's knee, digging his fingers into the bigger man's hamstring. The claw grip is small, but effective as Darkthorne drops down to a knee and Kellar throws his full body weight at him to send the bigger man to the mat with Kellar on top of him.

Shiozaki: Those attacks to the knee have taken their toll on Darkthorne, I don't think he can stand!!

Kellar, clearly on his last legs from the suplexes, turns on the ground and locks the kneebar back onto Darkthorne, wrenching away at the knee joint. Darkthorne tries to fight out as Kellar twists and turns and tries to grapevine the leg and trap Darkthorne on his stomach. He can't, and soon finds himself on the receiving end of several heavy boots to the head which force him to break the kneebar. 

Sato: I don't think Kellar got a full hold there, but even a few seconds would be enough to damage the ligaments!

Kellar rolls away and painfully pulls himself up in the corner. As Darkthorne writhes on the mat clutching his knee, Kellar then slaps his own knee and makes a cut-throat gesture. The crowd roar; they know what's coming.

Darkthorne tries to stand but after all the damage his knee finally gives out on him and he drops onto it. Kellar charges across the ring and smashes Darkthorne hard in the head with his knee to a HUGE roar from the crowd. Darkthorne hits the mat hard and lies there, completely still.

Sato: KELLAAAAAAAR KLAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!!!

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INSTANT REPLAY

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Kellar wastes no time falling backwards onto his opponent and hooking the leg.

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Shiozaki: JON KELLAR WINS!!!!

WINNER: JON KELLAR (18:03)

Mai Kado: Anata no shōsha, ningen dainamaito jon kerā!
(Your winner, the Human Dynamite, Jon Kellar!!!)

"Blue God" fills the arena again as the entire arena, to a man, stands and applauds both competitors. Kellar rolls out of the cover as Sean slides into the ring, ice-pack in hand. He pushes the pack against Kellar's neck and upper back, and taps him on the shoulder, visibly impressed with his client's work tonight. Kellar pulls out his gumshield and slumps forward, exhausted.

Shiozaki: Jon Kellar defeats Eric Darkthorne and will go on to the Festival of Puroresu to challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship!

Darkthorne, shaking the cobwebs out of his head, his eye almost swollen shut, struggles up to his feet, while Sean helps Kellar up. The referee approaches Kellar and raises his arm in victory as a frustrated Darkthorne leaves the ring, taking a moment to glare back at Kellar as if to say "Next Time..."

Shiozaki: Well, Darkthorne may not have been victorious here, but I think Kellar got his answer as to whether Darkthorne was the real deal. He took the veteran to the very limit here...

Sato: But what now? Two defeats on the bounce after such an impressive run has got to be eating away at Darkthorne. Where does he go from here?

Gozen: We haven't seen the last of him, he'll be back and he'll be out for revenge. When that happens, I wouldn't want to be the man opposite him.

Sean hands Kellar a water bottle and helps him out of the ring as we cut to...

[James Peterson]

The show opens up with a set of Lucha Libre fans wearing classic Lucha masks on the left and on the opposite side Japanese puroresu fans on the other side wearing classic tiger/liger masks.

LUCHA!!!

PURORESU!!

LUCHA!!!

PURORESU!!

The two sets of fans look at each other with an intense stare before both at the same time shout.

WRESTLING!!!!!

The two sides hug each other and begin to party with some swinging from the banners as the sides mix their drinks of beer, tequila and sake as the heavy metal band begin to play a heavy version of The Vapors “Turning Japanese” as WAR opens up for the night!

S: Only at GOL would you get an opening like that! Welcome to the GOL/NJFC co promoted show called WAR. I am your host Sabrina and to my left is my partner in crime. The Lucha legend! Ramon El Torro Rodriquez!

RR: This isn’t a war, this is one massive party featuring two different styles of wrestling! And it’s going to be epic amigo!!

S: Let’s go to Terri and see what match opens up WAR tonight!


DING DING DING!

TC: The following Lucha is scheduled for one fall!!

Wherever I may Roam by Metallica echos around the Labyrinth to a loud crowd roar. Smoke from the smoke machine covers the top floor of the balcony as the tune starts to get heavy from the band smoke spurts upwards as Mohammed emerges lifting his arms up!! Wearing brand new all black attire with a black rope!

TC: From Doha Qatar, Mohammed Al Thani!

Mohammed starts to make his way down the steps giving high fives to the fans.

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BUT DC WILAND ATTACKS HIM FROM BEHIND WITH A STEEL CHAIR!

S: Hey wait a minute!

The crowds cheers turn into boo’s as DC, being assisted by GOL owner Carlos Diaz, continues to smash to steel chair into the back of the Pearl Gladiator. He rams his head onto the hard concrete as Wiland throws him down the steps. Members of the crowd throw food and drink at DC but he doesn’t care. Diaz applauds as Wiland rams Mohammed into the steel steps.

RR: Fucking coward!

S: This is no way to open up an historical show like this!

Carlos Diaz barks orders at DC Wiland who grabs a table from under the ring and puts it through the ropes. Al Thani tries to fight back but DC rams him into the steel turnbuckle!

RR: Come on stop this!

DC screams at Mohammed to get up and smashes his head in with the steel chair! Al Thani is busted wide open as the crimson mask forms with Wiland throwing him into the ring.

S: This was the plan all along. To make an example out of him!

Diaz hugs a bloody Wiland before giving him a pep talk.

Diaz: Finish him off and show the world why you should be world champion here! This is your yard!

Wiland sets up the table before waiting for Mohammed to get back up to his feet. The Pearl Gladiator slowly gets to his feet before DC Wiland gets a hold of him.

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POWERBOMB THROUGH THE TABLE!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

RR: For the love of Mexican God!

Mohammed is out cold as the crowd relentlessly boo Diaz and Wiland. The pair lift their hands up in victory as medics go to check on Mohammed.

S: This owner just doesn’t get it. He wants to dictate how things should be in his eyes and it’s damn well not right!

RR: Can someone get Mohammed out of there!

The cameras go to a commercial break.
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(TO BE PUT IN BEFORE THE BATTLE ROYALE)

We come back from break to see GM Chaos Dragon is in the middle of the ring to the delight of the fans.

DRAGON! DRAGON! DRAGON!

RR: Loved by the fans, hated by management. There is one and only one Chaos Dragon.

S: He did say he had big announcements planned for tonight!

Dragon gets the mic before bowing to the fans.

Dragon: Have you crazy fuckers been loving war tonight!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Dragon nods in delight.

Dragon: That is what I like to see! And it means a hell of a lot that you guys and girls keep coming to our shows to promote Lucha Libre Wrestling!

The fans clap as Chaos Dragon points at NJFC management sitting in the stands.

Dragon: First off I’d like to thank NJFC for coming to the Labyrinth and putting on a kick ass show! We wish you the best of luck with your deal with Fight One and we can’t wait to get to Tokyo to finish the fight later on in the year!!

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Dragon: Now we have some big announcements planned tonight. And let me say first that if it wasn’t because of you guys that we would not be here right now! So from the bottom of my dragon heart I say thank you!

WOOOOOOOOOOOO GOL! GOL! GOL! GOL!

Dragon: We have through you guys. We have through the fedding community. Managed to obtain a place that were willing to let us borrow an ARENA. Because come July. GOL hosts it’s FIRST EVER SUPERSHOW!

WOOOOOOOOOOO GOL! GOL! GOL! GOL!

RR: Yes! Finally!

S: We’re going places!

Dragon: And following many talks. While the Labyrinth will always be our home for chapter shows. We now have enough interest to start supershows and what a way to start off our first ever supershow in July than the flag ship one for this company! Our largest and most important event ever! We call it ETERNAL LUCHA!!

Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Dragon: It is our largest ever event because the Rey De Reyes final to crown our first ever champion will happen there! Our Super Cup Final will happen there! And of course these will be on the line there too!

Dragon points to the staircase as four female models wearing lucha masks walk down the stairs wearing titles.

S: That’s the Fierce Female and Trios titles!

RR: We’re gonna see them at Eternal Lucha!

S: I’d assume so!

RR: I meant the models!

The models walk into the ring with some male fans not able to resist a wolf whistle.

Dragon: Thank you ladies! Now they may be coming to Eternal Lucha! But these belts around them will! The Guerreros of Lucha Fierce Female title and the Guerreros of Lucha Trios titles! These belts will be on the line at Eternal Lucha!! Our Fierce Female title will be contested via open sign up for any woman/luchadora…..IN AN AMAZON SURVIVAL MATCH!

OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

RR: What the hell is that?

Dragon: Our trios titles will be contested in A LADDER MATCH! And it is open sign up for them too! You could represent any team!

S: Big news!!!

Dragon: This is just a taste of what is to come at Eternal Lucha! But more will be revealed at Chapter Cuatro!! You fuckers have been fantastic now go enjoy the show!

The fans applaud Chaos Dragon as he makes his exit.

S: So we have our supershow with 4 massive matches already announced! We are GOL!!

RR: Can’t fucking wait!

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(Battle Royale)

Tiger mask red, Alpluachra, Shelly Silver, Senior Awesomeo, Sam Washington, Masked Moron, Serena and Vincent Strassburg are the final 8 participants in the rumble as they all go for the win which would make them the first ever number one contender for the Rey de Reyes title. They are sprawled all over the ring.

RR: This rumble is big in so many ways folks. The winner is the first ever GOL number one contender.

S: And the shot to happen at Chapter Cinco in August after Eternal Lucha!

Shelly Silver and Serena are trying hard to eliminate Sam Washington but the American War Machines pure size is just too much for them to handle and soon he lifts both woman over the ropes! Both however stay on the ring mat as Sam celebrates thinking he has a double elimination. The pair jump on the ropes for a springboard shoulder tackle that knocks Washington down!

S: Great counter!

Tiger Mask Red and Alpluachra battle on the turnbuckle as they both look to get the upper hand. It’s Alpluachra that gets it and hits upper cut after upper cut He goes for a hurricanrana!

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But Tiger Mask Red holds on!

RR: Uh oh!

Tiger Mask Red lifts him up and powerbombs him on the ring mat and Alpluachra soon falls to the floor.

ALPLUACHRA IS ELIMINATED.

S: There he goes!
The Masked Moron is battling with Vincent Strassburg and soon hits a massive superman punch that knocks him out! He looks at the fans before motioning for the “I Believe I can fly!” He goes to the ropes.

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Jumps off midair.

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BUT SAM WASHINGTON GRABS HIM MIDAIR AND THROWS HIM OUT OF THE RING!

THE MASKED MORON IS ELIMINATED.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Senior Awesomeo hits a massive discus punch before Tiger mask Red delivers a perfect missile dropkick. The American War Machine is down which leads to Tiger and Awesomeo battling it out with punches and kicks. Vincent Strassburg sees his chance and attempts to throw Silver out of the ring, but she grabs onto the ropes like a spider refusing to be eliminated! Vincent is furious and soon goes over towards Silver.

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BUT SERENA DROPKICKS HIM FROM BEHIND AND SILVER PULLS THE ROPES DOWN TO ELIMINATE STRASSBURG.

S: Hahaha!

VINCENT STRASSBURG IS ELIMINATED.

RR: Great teamwork!

But soon that ends as Serena goes for a Yakuza kick to which Silver lifts the ropes up so Serena’s foot goes through it. She gets her in a hold and tries to suplex Serena!

S: Surely not!

Shelly lifts Serena up in the air but she manages to get back to her feet. Soon it’s Serena that lifts Shelly up in air to try and eliminate her, but Silver gets her feet too back on the ring mat. She lifts Serena up again mid air.

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BUT SAM HITS AN AMERICANRANA CANNONBALL TO SHELLY WHILE SHE HOLDS SERENA MIDAIR TO TAKE THEM BOTH OUT OF THE RING.

SHELLY SILVER AND SERENA ARE ELIMINATED!

RR: I hate this prick, but that was smart!

S: A double elimination!

We are down to three as Senior Awesomeo, Tiger Mask Red and Sam Washington. The three men all look at each other as the trio nod before they battle each other. Sam gets the upper hand by using his sheer size but the pair soon use their speed and hit punches and kicks that slows the American War Machine down. The pair bounce off the ropes but Sam dodges the double strikes and they crash into each other. Sam regains his composure and sees the two grogging to their feet.

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DOUBLE AMERICAN HEAD CHARGE LARIAT!

S: That has to be it!

Sam picks up Senior Awesomeo and throws him out, but he manages to stay on the ring ropes. He then grabs Tiger Mask Red and throws him out the other side but he too is still on the ropes. Sam starts to lose his cool and goes after Red, but Tiger hits a massive Enzuguiri kick that stuns the American War Machine. Senior Awesomeo comes in and rugby tackles the American Ultras leader. Tiger Mask Red goes to the turnbuckle as the pair get to their feet.

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SNAP KICK FROM THE ROPES ON SENIOR AWESOMEO!

Tiger Mask Red soon bounces on to the ropes to go for a second bounced kick.

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BUT SAM HITS A MASSIVE AMERICAN HEAD CHARGE LARIAT ON RED THAT SENDS HIM OUT OF THE RING.

TIGER MASK RED IS ELIMINATED

RR: We are down to our final two!

S: Either Sam Washington or Senior Awesomeo will become number one contender!

Sam wastes no time and lifts Awesomeo up.

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THE DECLARATION!

RR: Crap, that’s it!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Sam brushes his hands before making sarcastic motions to eliminate Senior Awesomeo. He grabs a hold of him to a chorus of boo’s.

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Dark Horses by Switchfoot is played by the PA as the fans go nuts. Sam looks at the balcony and drops Senior Awesomeo.

S: Could it be?

RR: He’s not booked for tonight?!

The crowd go nuts as Avery Miles III emerges on top of the balcony. He and Sam (who’s now at the ropes) exchange words.

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BUT SENIOR AWESOMEO LIFTS HIM OVER THE ROPES AND ELIMINATES HIM!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The fans go nuts as Senior Awesomeo celebrates in the middle of the ring!

TC: Here is your winner and the first ever number one contender for the Rey De Reyes title! SENIOR AWESOMEO!!!

Sam is shocked on the outside of the ring as everyone laughs at him. Senior Awesomeo leaves the ringside through the fans as Miles is no longer seen. Washington is furious and throws the steel steps across ringside.

RR: This is awesome! Haha!

Sam soon sees Ramon laughing right at him and then sets his sights on him. The American War Machine sprints up and attacks Ramon!

S: Hey wait a minute!

Washington smashes his head with fists and elbows before dragging him over to ringside and smashing him into the steel ring post! He shoves a fan off their seat to snatch the chair and begins to smash it over and over and over Ramon’s back! The chair is so badly buckled from the shots that it snaps in half.

S: Someone stop this!! He’s in his sixties god damn it!

Sam lifts El Torro up and smashes him into the ring post to cave his back in further. He rolls him into the ring as the crowd throw food at Sam.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

He stamps on Ramons hand before lifting him back up on his feet for a vicious American Head Charge lariat! Ramon is busted wide open as the crowds boos are deafening.

S: For the love of god Sam stop It you dick!

Sam wipes away blood from his mouth before pulling Ramon by the hair

SW: So much for being a tough guy!

He lifts him up!

THE DECLARATION!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Sam stands in the middle of the ring looking down at the unconscious Ramon, who is not moving.

S: God damn you Sam!!

[James Peterson]

SAM/O’SHEA

Sam is already in the ring after the eventful Battle Royale which resulted in him narrowly missing out one being number one contender. He smirks as Ramon Rodriquez is taking away while Chory Silva replaces him in the announce booth.

S: Amigos welcome back to GOL! In case you have missed anything, it was down to Sam Washington and Senior Awesomeo in the Battle Royale for the right to become the first ever number one contender for the Rey De Reyes belt. Sam was on the brink of winning until Avery Miles turned up to distract Sam and cost him the match. Then afterwards the son of a bitch would take his anger out on Ramon Rodriquez. We wish a speedy recovery for you El Torro, and as a result Chory Silva will be my colour commentator for the rest of the show.

CS: Unbelievable events that happened here. And he still hasn’t even had his match yet!

S: Anyways let’s get going, not that I’m biased at all about the outcome of this match.

DING DING DING

TC: The following Lucha is a Texas Bullrope match. Already in the ring…SAM WASHINGTON!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fans in The Labyrinth rise to their feet as "Fuel" by Metallica rips across the sound system as Rick O'Shea makes his way out on stage. O’Shea walks out calmly to about halfway down the ramp and proceeds to raise his arms with his index fingers up. A red "X" pyro goes off. He starts to get focused as he walks up the steps and in the ring through the middle and top ropes.

TC: From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Rick O’Shea!

The referee tethers both men as the bell goes to begin this match.

CS: Classic bullrope rules. You must touch all four corners in succession before you can win!

O’Shea tries to go for a quick stiff kick to the calf to stun Sam but the American War Machine manages to put blocks up and counters with slaps and his own take down. He immediately walks over towards the first bullrope but Rick wraps the strap around his leg to halt Sam. Washington tries to use his sheer size to pull Rick towards him but the Spotlight stealer counters with a rolling pin and gets out in time to manage to his the first turnbuckle! He sees big Sam on his feet and attempts to jump over to the second turnbuckle but is met with a massive Alabama slam!

CS: Could this be Sam going for the win?

Sam hits the first turnbuckle, followed by the second turnbuckle. He walks over to go to the third but is met with a massive springboard DDT by O’Shea!

S: I sound like someone from the Walking Dead saying this, but come on Rick!

O’Shea sees his chance and goes to the top rope.

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AIR O’SHEA!

Rick sprints over to the first turnbuckle before running up to the second one. He soon sees his chance as the crowd start to hype as he places the third turnbuckle! He walks over to the fourth will the crowd chanting his name.

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BUT SAM COUNTERS BY PULLING HIM BACK WITH A GIGANTIC GO HOME DRIVER!

CS: Ouch!

S: He may have lost a few inches after that!

Sam locks in the headlock as he tries to put him to sleep. The crowd begin to stamp their feet on the ground and clap their hands as they try to get Rick back up to his feet. He feels the crowds hype as he stamps his own feet to psych himself up. He gets on to his feet and rams his elbows several times which forces Sam to let go of the hold. Rick bounces off the ropes with all of his momentum.

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But Sam counters by pushing him up in the air and hitting a Samoan Drop!

Sam Washington goes up an gets his first turnbuckle. The crowd boo loud as Washington claps the second turnbuckle.

S: Oh no!

CS: Come on Rick!

Sam claps the third turnbuckle as he has a smirk on his face. He cockily walks over to the last turnbuckle.

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BUT RICK JUMPS TO THE TURNBUCKLE AND BLOCKS THE FOURTH PAD!

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AND HITS A PERFECT FACEBREAKER.

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FOLLOWED BY THE OLYMPIC SLAM! BOTH MEN ARE OUT!

Both men are out cold as the fans clap their hands in appreciation. They stomp their feet as they try to get back to their feet.

S: Come on Rick!

CS: The fans want O’Shea to win this thing!

S: No shit Sherlock?!

Rick pulls himself over to the corner where he tries to regain his composure.

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BUT SAM GETS TO HIS FEET AND DELIVERS THE AMERICANRANA!

Sam slaps his face before roaring out loud as he puts his straps down. He makes a rolling motion for one more Americanrana!

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AMERICANRANA!

NO! RICK DODGED AND IT’S REVEALED HE TOOK THE LOWER PADS OFF! SAM IS REELING IN PAIN!

S: Go on Rick, you can do it!

CS: The Spotlight Stealer has his chance now!!

Rick flips back on to his feet and slaps the first turnbuckle. But what Rick doesn’t know is Sam pulled himself up to slap the first turnbuckle too. Rick pulls the strap as Sam struggles to get back to his feet as O’Shea slaps the second turnbuckle.

CS: Watch out Rick!

Sam gets up and slaps the second turnbuckle but goes back to the ground as his feet are still struggling to balance himself. Rick walks over to the third turnbuckle and manages to avoid any delays from Sam by touching it. He barely gets a third but the fans begin to believe! Sam somehow lunges to the third and gets it. Rick finally sees it and tries to jump to the fourth and last turnbuckle!

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But Sam with all his strength manages to pull on the strap to stop him! Rick dashes around and around to find extra space but Sam holds tight.

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AMERICAN HEAD CHARGE LARIAT!

S: Holy fuck!

CS: Almost took his head off!

The force was so great the strap snapped off! He quickly gets a hold of Rick.

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THE DECLARATION!

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AND SAM SLAPS THE FOURTH AND FINAL TURNBUCKLE!

DING DING DING!

S: Damn it!

TC; Here is your winner….Sam Washington!

Sam poses with his arm raised in victory as he watches the fallen Rick O’Shea.

[James Peterson]

As we return to the ring, Kenji Tsukahara is already waiting in the ring. As he waits, Sparks rain from the top of the big screen, the red lights effects pass us a feeling that the sparks kind of look like blood being spill. "The day that never comes" by Metallica starts playing through the arena speakers as the big screen shows a compilation of videos of Vincent Strassburg's best moments. Finally, the man himself shows up to confidently step at the top of the ramp.

Maiko: Vu~insentoshutorasuburuku no 215-pondo no jūryō o hakaru, ringu ni kare no hōhō o tsukurimasu!
(Making his way to the ring, weighing 215 lbs, Vincent Strassburg)

Vincent is wearing his usual attire, which consists of a very high-quality grey metal beset with two golden embossed cobras in the chest area, brown leather gladiator skirt, armored shoulder pauldrons & forearm bracer that fit the beset and silver armored gladiator boots. The crowd chants in a quite collected way. Vincent displays a confident grin before stretching both of his arms to the side; sparks still raining behind him.

Shiozaki: Here’s a man with something to prove. Strassburg must still be smarting from that embarrassing first round exit from the Tag Team tournament caused by his own hubris…

Gozen: And we still have no update on the status of King Sasori after the beating he took from his own partner!

Finally, no more effects. Vincent climbs down the ramp, making his way to the ring. He has his eyes set in the squared circle. Once he gets there, he climbs it up by the stairs. The man slowly paces still on the apron as he stares to people next to the barricade and then gets in the ring. Quickly, he walks toward the center of the ring and once again stretches his arms to the side, this time; however, he tilts his head up and closes his eyes as if he is feeling the tension in the place. Spark pyros are activated at each corner of the ring. Vincent recomposes himself and prepares for the upcoming match, as Kenji looks on.

Shiozaki: Well if Kenji is intimidated, he’s not showing it…

The bell rings and both men circle each other for a while, before tying up. Strassburg gets a side headlock and wrenches at Kenji's head, but Kenji's manages to transition out into a hammerlock. Strassburg walks away, preventing Kenji from completing the lock, then reaches back and brings him over his shoulder with a snapmare. Strassburg wastes no time going for a chinlock, but gets a kick to the head for his trouble which breaks the hold. He staggers back onto the ropes as Kenji approaches and wips him across the ring. He scores with an arm drag on the rebound, and goes to follow up with a double foot stomp, but Strassburg rolls away and back to his feet. Kenji goes for another whip across the ring but Strassburg counters the whip and sends Kenji across the ring instead. He takes Kenji to the mat with a big boot on the return, rebounds off the ropes and goes for a knee drop, which Kenji narrowly avoids and rolls to the corner. Both men stare at each other as the LA crowd applaud the exchange.

Shiozaki: Neither man has the advantage here so far...

Sato: I can't see past Strassburg for this one, he has a point to prove. After that early loss in the Tag team tournament...

Gozen: Which he can blame on no one but himself... he was too busy beating up his brother to concentrate on the mat.

Sato: Either way... I still think he's the safer bet.

Kenji and Strassburg trade blows for a while in the centre of the ring, with Kenji getting the upper hand. He nails Strassburg with a half hatch suplex, then rebounds off the ropes looking for a rolling Senton, landing it perfectly. He goes for the quick cover.

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Strasburg kicks out.

Gozen: So far Kenji isn’t giving Strassburg an inch…

As Strassburg stands Kenji retreats and rebounds off the ropes. On the return Kenji goes for a flying forearm, but Strassburg lifts him into a double-leg flapjack onto the ropes. However, due to the position in the ring Kenji lands stomach first on the ropes. He tumbles awkwardly over them and lands on the top of his head on the ring apron, before slumping to the outside of the ring. Everyone in the arena lets out a very audible gulping sound as he lies motionless on the outside.

Gozen: Okay... THAT didn't look good...

Strassburg stays in the ring as the referee goes to the outside to check on Kenji, who is moving but very slowly, clutching at his neck. The referee calls for assistance from the back.

Shiozaki: Well everyone, it looks like this match may end a little sooner than we...

Sato: Hey, what's he doing???!!!

Strassburg, seeing medical staff coming out from the back, rolls out of the ring towards his fallen opponent and grabs him by the hair, pulling him to his feet. Kenji throws a right hand but there's very little power behind it given his state, and it allows Strassburg to trap him and lift him into a vertical suplex hold, before dropping him onto the mat with a brainbuster. Kenji lies flat, stretched out on the mat.

Gozen: Oh come on, this is ridiculous! Kenji is clearly in no fit state to continue!!

Shiozaki: Shades of Tag-Team Tropolis here where Strassburg took the fight to his injured brother and kept beating him, even when he couldn't fight back.

A few disrespectful toe-taps to the face follow as Strassburg continues to toy with Kenji. He pulls Kenji up into a front facelock, then drags him away from the protective mats around ringside to the concrete at the bottom of the entrance ramp. He executes a double underhook.

Gozen: No!! NO NO NO!!! Somebody stop him!!!

Gozen's calls fall on deaf ears as Strassburg drives Kenji head first into the concrete with the Golden Fate. The referee grabs hold of Strassburg and tries to pull him away but Strassburg fights out of the referee's grasp and turns to face the official. The referee admonishes him as the medics are finally able to reach Kenji, who is completely unconscious. 

Shiozaki: The referee is going to have to stop the match.

Gozen: Something seems to have snapped inside Strassburg, it's as though he wants to injure every opponent he comes across.

The crowd are united in booing Strassburg as he ostensibly looks to agree with the referee, but as soon as the referee turns his back to call for the bell, Strassburg grabs a member of the medical staff and throws them to one side, before driving his foot against Kenji's throat, crushing his injured neck.

Gozen: Enough!!! STOP IT!!!!

Strassburg, still smirking as the crowd boo him viciously, picks up the completely motionless Kenji and rolls him into the ring. He enters the ring and beckons him to get up, mocking him.

Gozen: This is completely uncalled for... Kenji is badly hurt, he can't get up!

Shiozaki: I don't think he's even conscious anymore...

Strassburg bends down over Kenji, and slaps the back of his head a couple of times.

Strassburg: Need some help, mate?

Strassburg grabs Kenji with a double underhook and drags him up to his feet.

Gozen: No!! NO NOT AG...

Strassburg drives Kenji into the mat with the Golden Fate.

Gozen: ...AIN OOHH!!!!

Sato: GOLDEN FAAAAAAAAAAATE!!!!

Strassburg rolls Kenji over and, with one final show of disrespect, covers him with one arm. He orders the referee to count the pin.

Gozen: You're not serious?!!

The referee, reluctantly, drops to the mat and counts.

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Winner: Vincent Strassburg (7:17)

Shiozaki: Well Strassburg is the winner of this... well I don't think you can even call it a match. Kenji picked up a head injury early on and never really recovered.

Gozen: Instead we saw Strassburg decimate another injured opponent, just as he did to King Sasori last month!

Sato: We are seeing the birth of an aggressive, ruthless Strassburg who will do whatever it takes to win... the rest of the roster should be very afraid.

Strassburg continues to celebrate as the medics place Kenji in a neck brace and move him onto a stretcher.