[He then goes corner to corner raising his arms above his head, each time causing the respective section of the audience to go up in cheers. Everywhere are signs reading "Thanks for the Memories", "Say it Aint So", and "Hell No. Mace don't go!" Mace climbs down from the last turnbuckle and awaits Ripper's entrance.]

[Mace's music quickly fades as Ripper steps out onto the ramp. The Loose Cannon is dressed for battle wearing a pair of full length black wrestling pants with the words Loose Cannon etched down the sides. His chest is bare revealing the tatoo of a pair of hands tearing through his abdomen. A pair of dark blue eyes (coincidently the same color as Ripper's) peer out from behind the hands which gives the whole ink work a eerie life like appearence. Ripper's hands and wrists are wrapped in white athletic tape with the words DEEP END etched across his knuckles. His right hand holds microphone, his left hand is empty. Slowly as if to give the fans a good look Ripper turns a full 360, before bringing the mic up to his mouth.]

[RIPPER]: I was going to let your pretty little entrance finish but decided why waste the CSWA's good money on something that will never be seen again.

[PAGE]: Since when is Ripper the CFO of the CSWA.

[McCOY]: Who says he isn't. And I agree why waste money on a washed up moron anyway.

[Ripper starts making his way down to the ring completely ignoring the fans as he walks down to Mace. At ringside Ripper brings the mic up and continues speaking]

[RIPPER] Look at the big bad Bronx Buster. [Ripper sneers] Your pathetic Mace. All you talk was exactly that. TALK! Lose one little match and you look for a way out.

[Ripper rolls into the ring but continues to watch Mace in case the Bronx Buster decides to get a back bone.]

[PAGE]: . Look at Ripper grinning ear to ear in there and Mace hardly looks like himself, like the CAL champion that he was.

[Mace clearly looks like he needs a shot of adreneline or a stiff drink or something. Ripper meanwhile looks more that amused to be in the ring with a man that no longer has that fighting spirit. Mace and Ripper begin to circle one another cautiously. Ripper is saying something to Mace, Mace makes no moves but his eyes flash with rage at every word from Ripper's mouth.]

[DING DING DING]

[PAGE]: Ripper is trying to goad Mace into making a mistake.

[McCOY]: He already made one.

[PAGE]: What's that?

[McCOY]: The man is in the ring with the loose cannon, do you really have to ask?

[PAGE]: Oh...right.

[Ripper and Mace move closer but still keep circling. Ripper's arm darts out and slaps Mace clean across the face.]

[PAGE]: Ripper just slapped Mace!

[Mace stops circling and looks up with a nasty look directed at Ripper as he rubs his face.]

[McCOY]: Slap him again!

[PAGE]: Mace goes for the right hand but Ripper blocks it and nails Mace with a hard left to the midsection. Ripper now takes Mace down with a legsweep.

[McCOY]: Get him Rip!

[Ripper doesn't waste a second and goes into a mount and begins laying lefts and rights on Mace. An infuriated Mace pushes Ripper off and swings to one knee. The crowd roars.]

[PAGE]: Mace has had enough!

[McCOY]: Ripper will say when he's had enough.

[PAGE]: Ripper charges but Mace ducks...BIG BACK BODY DROP! Mace now pulling Ripper up...Ripper goes back down hard after a hard right from Mace!!!

[McCOY]: That was wa closed fist! Disqualify that cheater ref!

[Mace pulls Ripper up again and whips him to the far ropes, he goes for a clothesline but Ripper ducks and comes back at Mace with a flying forearm shot that takes both men down.]

[PAGE]: What a forearm shot from Ripper. Both men are back up now. Collar and elbow tieup...Mace pushes Ripper back into the corner, he's got the clear size advantage here.

[McCOY]: Yeah but he lacks the genius of Ripper.

[PAGE]: Mace now has Ripper reeling with high knees in the corner. OH NO! Ripper just raked Mace's eyes.

[Ripper points to his temple and goes back to work, his softened ribs hampering him only slightly.]

[PAGE]: Ripper now with Mace in a side headlock. Mace tries to whip Ripper off but Ripper holds on and nails Mace with a bulldog.

[McCOY]: What a guy! This is why he is the leader of the Darkness.

[PAGE]: Ripper still has that headlock on, he has Mace's right arm in a legscissors and is really wrenching on Mace's neck!

[The referee asks Mace if he wants to give up but Mace refuses.]

[McCOY]: Just make it easy on yourself Mace and give up.

[The referee asks again but Mace won't quit.]

[PAGE]: I don't know how much longer Mace can take this, he's no where near the ropes and Ripper has that headlock in tight!

[The crowd is still behind Mace and chanting his name to get him back up.]

[PAGE]: The referee is checking Mace's arm.

[He lifts it...it falls.]

[PAGE]: ONE!

[He lifts it...it falls.]

[PAGE]: TWO! There is no fight left in Mace!

[He lifts it...it falls...but not to the mat.]

[PAGE]: THERE IS STILL SOME FIGHT IN MACE!

[The crowd is roaring. Mace rips his arm out of Ripper's grasp and forces himself to his feet and hits Ripper with a hard elbow to the midsection but Ripper refuses to let go. Mace swings his body slightly and grabs Ripper about the waist and drops him back first on the mat.]

[PAGE]: SIDE SLAM! SIDE SLAM! MACE IS STILL HERE!

[McCOY]: BOO!

[The crowd is cheering, but both men are down. Ripper kips up while Mace is still dazed and on the mat. Ripper stomps at Mace and pulls him to his feet. He locks on another side headlock but Mace counters with a back suplex.]

[PAGE]: BACK SUPLEX FROM MACE!

[McCOY]: Ok stop toying with him Rip.

[PAGE]: Mace now on one knee and Ripper is down!

[Ripper is holding his back after that suplex and Mace shakes the cobwebs out.]

[PAGE]: I think Mace is having trouble focusing after that long period in that chinlock.

[McCOY]: Mace only focuses on one thing, and that being a lousy degenerate quitter.

[PAGE]: Mace is a great competitor Russ.

[Mace gets to his feet, Ripper is on one knee. Mace comes over to help Ripper up but is met with a double leg takedown from Ripper. Ripper holds on and tries to lock on a boston crab.]

[PAGE]: Ripper is trying to lock on a boston crab but Mace is fighting it. Ripper concedes this battle and slingshots Mace face first into the turnbuckle.

[Mace staggers back out right into Ripper's waiting arms where he is nailed with an overhead release belly to belly suplex.]

[PAGE]: WHAT A BELLY TO BELLY FROM LONGSHANKS!

[McCOY]: Ripper Ripper he's our man!

[PAGE]: Ripper goes for the cover.

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[PAGE]: ONE!

. 2 .

[PAGE]: TWO!

. 3

[PAGE]: THR...NO! Mace kicks out!

[Angrily Ripper rolls to his feet and kicks away at Mace.]

[PAGE]: I think the Loose Cannon has a few screws loose.

[McCOY]: You'd better hope he didn't hear that.

[PAGE]: Ripper stomping away on Mace. Mace rolls out of the ring but Ripper is a step behind him.

[Mace stands outside the ring trying to shake the cobwebs out, Ripper rolls out and tries to charge at Mace but Mace ducks Ripper's clothesline and kicks him in the midsection.]

[PAGE]: BRONX BUSTER! BRONX BUSTER!

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[The crowd roars.]

[McCOY]: NO! NO! NO!

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[PAGE]: Both men are down outside the ring but Mace is moving. He's up first and pulling Ripper up.

[Mace pulls Ripper up, scoops him up and...]

CLANG!

[HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT]

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[PAGE]: OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD! Mace just tossed Ripper like a javelin shoulder first into the steel post!

[McCOY]: This isn't fair. Mace is cheating!

[Ripper is on the floor holding his right shoulder as Mace pulls him back up and rolls him into the ring.]

[PAGE]: Both men back in the ring now. Mace stomping away on Ripper.

[McCOY]: This man shouldn't be allowed to retire...he should be forced to, he cheats.

[PAGE]: Mace now pulling Ripper up and whipping him into the far ropes...Thesz press...NO! SIDEWALK SLAM! SIDEWALK SLAM! Ripper just countered the Thesz press with a sidewalk slam!

[McCOY]: Always thinking he is.

[Both men are down and struggling to get air into their lungs.]

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3

[PAGE]: The ref is counting both men down. Listen to this crowd supporting Mace!

[McCOY]: I'd rather listen to your drone like voice.

[PAGE]: WHAT A SHOW!

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[PAGE]: Both men are still down! But both are beginning to stir!

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[PAGE]: Mace is up to one knee and Ripper is all the way up!

[Mace lunges at Ripper but Ripper sees him coming and nails Mace with a drop toehold into a STF.]

[PAGE]: Ripper sidestepped Mace and now he's got him in that STF. Ripper is clearly targetting Mace's neck and upper back here.

[McCOY]: Unorthodox but hey, Ripper is the man and he know what he's doing.

[PAGE]: He's taking Mace's head out of this by restricting the bigger man's neck.

[Ripper is cinching the hold on as tight as he can. The referee asks Mace if he wants to give up but Mace violently refuses.]

[PAGE]: Mace is refusing to give up and the fans are cheering him on.

[McCOY]: Sheep.

[PAGE]: Mace is crawling towards the ropes, Ripper is tryig to stop him but he can't!

[Seeing that Mace is going to reach the ropes and there is nothing he can do to stop it, Ripper releases the hold and kicks Mace in the back of the neck before backing off to catch a breath.]

[PAGE]: Mace is trying to get up, he looks tired Russ.

[Ripper measures and charges at Mace who at this time has his head draped between the middle and top rope...]

[PAGE]: Ripper charges...NO! Mace moved!

[Ripper goes goods first into the second rope and falls to the mat holding himself.]

[McCOY]: Guess we don't need to worry about any little Rippers.

[PAGE]: Mace is sitting in the corner still trying to gain his bearings but I think Ripper is really hurting on the mat.

[Mace uses the ropes to get to his feet, he pulls Ripper up by his hair and locks him up in an armbar.]

[McCOY]: It's the dreaded armbar of doom!

[Mace loosens his grip but then pulls Ripper into him so that his own shoulder hits the soft inner part of Ripper's shoulder. Ripper yells out in agony as Mace continues to pound away with the standing shoulderbreaker.]

[PAGE]: Good strategy here by Mace to go after that softened shoulder of Ripper's.

[McCOY]: Mace has no plan. His only plan is to say would you like fries with that after he retires into obscurity.

[PAGE]: Mace pulls Ripper in one more time only this time he ducks his head...BIG SAMOAN DROP!

[Mace is quickly back up to his feet and he pulls Ripper up and whips him into the ropes, when Ripper comes back he lifts him into a guerilla press.]

[PAGE]: DEFIANCE! DEFIANCE!

[Crowd goes nuts at the sight of the 3/4 spinning neckbreaker]

[McCOY]: NO!

[PAGE]: COVER!

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[PAGE]: ONE!

. 2 .

[PAGE]: TWO!

. 3 .

[PAGE]: THRE...NO! NO! Ripper got a shoulder up!

[McCOY]: I knew he would. He's just playing possum is all.

[PAGE]: Mace rolls to his feet, he's pulling Ripper up and whipping him into the ropes again!

[Mace lifts Ripper but Ripper slides back and grabs about Mace's neck on the way down and locking in a leg scissors as he does.]

[PAGE]: KAHATAJIME! RIPPER COUNTERED THE DEFIANCE WITH THE KAHATAJIME!

[McCOY]: It's all over for Mace.

[PAGE]: Mace can't believe it! He flailing his arms trying to get free but he can't!

[As a last ditch effort, Mace lunges forward before Ripper's weight pulls him down and grabs the ropes. The referee tells Ripper to let go but Ripper waits for the count of four before he does.]

[PAGE]: Ripper is really doing a number on Mace's neck!

[McCOY]: Hey he stuck his neck out one last time, Rip is just making him pay for it.

[Ripper and Mace are both down, Ripper is sitting the shark grin plastered on his face. Mace meanwhile is on one knee looking furiously at Ripper.]

[PAGE]: Both men back up. Ripper is favouring his shoulder while Mace's neck can't be much better.

[McCOY]: It's only going to get worse for Mace.

[PAGE]: Collar and elbow tie up. Mace pushes Ripper off and hits a kick to the midsection, Powerbomb...NO! NO! WHAT A DDT FROM RIPPER!

[Ripper rolled up with the powerbomb and locked in a headlock to ddt Mace. Still grinning ear to ear Ripper gets to his feet as quickly as he can.]

[PAGE]: It could be all over for Mace.

[McCOY]: It was before this match started.

[PAGE]: Ripper with a standing headscissors on Mace...DEEP END! DEEP END!

[Mace is writhing in pain, yelling out but refusing to submit to the dreaded move. He fights his way towards the ropes but Ripper won't let him reach them.]

[PAGE]: Everytime Mace makes towards the ropes Ripper pulls him back.

[McCOY]: That's your future right there, he will shape the very face of the CSWA.

[PAGE]: Ripper just let Mace go! WHAT IS HE DOING?

[The crowd is on their feet chanting Mace's name, but Mace looks out of it as Ripper pulls Mace's face towards the camera. He's whispering something in Mace's ear.]

[PAGE]: OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD! Ripper just bit Mace's forehead and he's busted wide open! But whatever Ripper said to Mace has him infuriated, Mace is on one knee and punching away at Ripper!

[Ripper is staggering and Mace sends him flying over the top rope with a vicious clothesline. Showing surprising agility though, Ripper lands on his feet. He slams the mat angrily and stomps over to the announcer and pilfers both his mic and a chair.]

[Ripper]: Not bad for the coward running off with his tail between his legs. Make no mistake you ain't no dog, you ain't nothing but a bi*ch!

[Hearing this Mace charges out of the ring, Ripper is waiting and clocks Mace with the chair. Mace doesn't go down though.]

SMASH!

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[PAGE]: Amazing, despite the beating Mace has taken he's still on his feet after that nasty chairshot from Ripper!

[McCOY]: No what's amazing is his stupidity.

SMASH!

[PAGE]: Ripper now with a second chairshot, harder than the first that takes Mace down. Ripper rolls Mace in but he still has that chair.

[The referee tries to stop Ripper from using the chair in the ring but a glare from the madman tells him it's best to let him be.]

[PAGE]: Ripper has that chair set up, he threatened the ref into leaving it alone. Now he has Mace by the hair...OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD!

[A wave of shock goes through the crowd as Ripper completes the side Russian legsweep putting Mace's face through the seat of the chair.]

[PAGE]: Mace's face just swung the seat of that chair right around, the chairs aren't made to do that folks! Mace is a bloody mess!

[McCOY]: Whatever. If he'd just given up like a good little peasant this would all be over.

[PAGE]: Ripper now rolling out again and grabbing another chair!

[Ripper is grinning his patented shark grin and positioning the chair just so.]

[PAGE]: WHAT IS RIPPER DOING?

[McCOY]: It's brilliant I'm sure!

[Ripper pulls a bloodied Mace up and atomic drops him crotch first onto the top turnbuckle.]

[PAGE]: I think Ripper is going for the Descent onto that chair!

[McCOY]: I told you it would be brilliant.

[PAGE]: Mace is hardly even coherant Russ!

[As Ripper gets to the turnbuckle behind Mace, Mace suddenly starts firing elbows into Ripper's gut. Ripper jumps down and goes to grab the chair. Mace climbs up to the top and...]

CRASH!

[The crowd goes nuts and starts chanting]

MACE MACE MACE!!

[PAGE]: OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD! MACE HIT RIPPER DEAD IN THE FACE WITH THAT CHAIR AFTER A MISSILE DROPKICK! I DIDN'T THINK MACE COULD DO A MISSILE DROPKICK!

[McCOY]: I don't think Mace can spell dropkick.

[PAGE]: He no doubt learned that from training with his old friend Quinn Tate.

[McCOY]: Please don't mention that squirrel.

[Both men are down and now Ripper himself has a bloodied lip. Ripper looks down at his hand after wiping his mouth and his face twists and contorts angrily. Mace meanwhile is trying to use the ropes to get back to his feet. The crowd is still on its feet and chanting Mace's name.]

[PAGE]: Ripper is NOT happy!

[McCOY]: How happy would you be if you got a chair in the face?

[PAGE]: Ripper's already used it on Mace.

[Ripper sits up and swings to one knee. Mace comes over.]

[PAGE]: Mace is truly a great competitor, I've never seen him hit a dropkick and he did it perfectly!

[McCOY]: What's Mace doing?

[Mace grabs the chair and the referee is reluctantly letting this match continue. Mace sets the chair in the corner and pulls Ripper up and whips him as hard as he can into the corner. Ripper hits the turnbuckle so hard he bounces out just in time to catch a chair.]

SMASH!

CEE ESS DUBYA AAAAAA!!..... CEE ESS DUBYA AAAAAA!! .......... CEE ESS DUBYA AAAAAA!!

[PAGE]: BIG BOOT! LOOK AT THAT DENT!

[McCOY]: Mace is going to pay for this.

[PAGE]: Ripper is down, Mace falls on top for the count.

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[PAGE]: ONE!

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[PAGE]: TWO!

. 3 .

[PAGE]: THRE...NO! NO! Ripper got a shoulder up!

[Mace, undeterred gets back up slowly. He wipes the blood from his face and pulls Ripper up. He hooks both arms...]

[PAGE]: BRONX...NO! Back body drop from Ripper! These men are going on fumes! This is great.

[McCOY]: No seeing Ripper punish Mace will be great.

[PAGE]: Ripper stumbles over to the corner to recover. Mace is down, but getting to his feet.

[Ripper grabs the chair before Mace is all the way back to his feet and nails him flush on the back of the skull with it as hard as he can. Mace falls like a ton of bricks.]

SMASH!

[PAGE]: WHAT A VICIOUS CHAIRSHOT FROM RIPPER!

[McCOY]: He deserved it.

[Ripper sets up the chair. He pulls Mace up by the hair. The referee is threatening Ripper with a disqualification but Ripper ignores him and puts Mace in a standing headscissors.]

CRASH!

HOLY SHIT!!! CEE ESS DUB!!

[PAGE]: OH MY GAWD! SITOUT POWERBOMB ON THE CHAIR!

DING DING DING!

[PAGE]: The referee has seen enough he's disqualified Ripper Longshanks! Mace has won his final match in the CSWA BY DQ!!!

[The fans are booing the decision and Longshanks. Ripper doesn't seem to care as he gets the mic again and squats down beside Mace.]

[RIPPER]: A technicality I assure you. Go ahead and retire like the yellow, second rate hack that you are.

[Ripper justs spits the words at Mace the other members of the Darkness are standing at the top of the ramp. The Darkness start to move down to the ring but a motion by Ripper stops them cold. Ripper stands up and spits on the back of Mace before rolling out of the ring.]

[PAGE]: OH MY GAWD!!!

[Mace suddenly bounces to his feet to a huge ovation from the crowd. Ripper spins around and watches with a half look of respeect as Mace stumbles to the ropes and points at the Loose Cannon. Words are exchanged between the two men and just when it looks like the battle is going to restart Ripper brings the mic back up to his mouth and speaks.]

[RIPPER]: Sorry kid. Your gone. As of [Ripper mimics looking at a watch] two minutes ago your career in the CSWA is finished. Nice knowing ya Mace. Come back when you can't stay so long.............

[WIth those words spoken Ripper turns his back on Mace and starts walking up the ramp. The crowd gets to it's feet and starts a slow clap. A moment later a Mace chant starts echoing throughout the arena. Mace stands in the middle of the ring a half smile on his face, his eyes betraying the sadness that he is feeling]

[PAGE]:This is truly a moment that will stick with me forever. The fans giving Mace a final send off before he starts that long walk into retirement.

[The Mace chant gets louder and faster as it keeps time with the clapping. Soon the whole arena is rocking with the sound of Mace. Mace continues to stand in the middle of the ring and the camera zooms in on his sad but proud face before fading to a commercial]

[Fade Out]

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