The Final Match of...
Pestilence And HellSpawn
...in the CRF

Part VI (by Pestilence)

Fade In,
We now go to ringside, where Pesti and Spawn have just rolled down the ramp. They both are "busted" open and bleeding. Spawn slowly stands back up and "lifts" Pesti by his hair. Pesti quicky jerks up and "rakes" the eyes of Spawn, who bows over. Pesti then steps back and runs at Spawn, catching him by the head and giving him a running neck breaker, only he doesnt touch him. Spawn flips and lands on his back, Pesti and he lie there for a moment...

(pesti) Dude... im about to break a sweat... and im hungry.. want to grab some thing from the shoneys down the block...

Spawn slowly gets to his feet, and Splashes Pesti again... Then rolls off...

(spawn)Nah... Jin Jin... CHinese... Been too long bro...

Good point.. Chinese it is...

Pesti and Spawn both slowly stand up, Spawn grabs Pesti by the pants and slings him into the ring. Pesti rolls himself into the middle of the ring, sprawled out. Spawn slowly begins to climb the turn buckle as the crowd gets louder in anticipation of the high flying move... As Spawn waits on top, Pesti quickly gets to his feet, running over and grabs up Spawn for a power slam... He walks him to the center of the ring, holding him over his head... BUt he falters...

(monsoon again) My god... Pesti just dropped Spawn back to his feet... Both these men look dead Jesse...

yeah.. They look about as dead as YOU, gorilla... Wait...

Whats this... Both men are going for the choke slam... They are just holding each others throats... I could swear they were badmouthing one another...

Back in the ring, Pesti and Spawn stand toe to toe, appearing to be choking the other. Spawn quitely speaks...

Pest... Its time... On three.... There are two brooms here.. Grab one... You know the drill...

Pesti nods his agreement as they both release... As they both bow over trying to breath they grab a broom and stand quickly Spinning around... (monsoon still) MY GOD... They just laid eachother out... This is terrible... They are both down...

I could have sworn you have to HIT someone to knock them out...

Here comes the ref, finally...

The ref runs into the ring, as Spawn and Pesti are both lying on the mat... The ref begins the count out...

ONE...

Dude... Think the bus is here..

TWO...

Nah, not likely...

THREE....

Yeah... thoght so... So... Hows Sin taking the move?

FOUR....

Shes taking it well.. getting away from Terri...

FIVE...

Yeah... I hope the CWFe lets me do this some time... Its fun...

SIX...

I know what ya mean bro... Someday we gotta do this again...

SEVEN...

Well.. its almost over... Still up for Jin Jin?

EIGHT...

Cool deal bro... Yer buying...

NINE....

No Problem... I got it to spare.. my bonus check came in...

TEN!!!

FINALLY!!

The ref calls for the bell as both Pesti and Spawn sit up. THe bell rings and the two men slowly stand up... Shake hands and then grab the ref... THROWING him into the audience... The two GODS, then climb the turnbuckles... Flip off the fans... Smiling like idiots the whole time...

(monsoon again) And there you have it.. a battle to the finish... Ending in a draw... Someday... Somewhere this will be finished...

Yeah... in my nightmares.. God...

Good night CRF, im Gorilla Monsoon...

And im A monkeys Uncle...

Goodnight folks...

The scene fades as Spawn and PEsti head up the ramp... Talking about dinner...

Fade Out

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