The camera pans over the crowd for a few moments, seeing the various signs that have been held. The majority of the night has passed, and the sub-final bout match was almost ready to go. The crowd grew with chatter, until Worley stepped up in the center, with the mike in her hand. Until then, the crowd popped, and she spoke over the seemingly millions of fans, watching all over the world, and present in this arena. For the first pay-per-view since the return of the XWF.
Worley: Ladies and gentlemen, this match-up, is a single fall, pin winner. It is for the Futures Championship, up for first defense. The winner of this match, will head into the next Showdown, champion. It be any of these two men first.
Electioneering by Radio-Head cuts over the P.A system, and the crowd pops. Emerging from the curtains, was Professor Gabriel Logan, standing with a sleek grin apon his cold lips, he slowly approaches down the ramp, while Worley continues with her broadcasting.
Worley: Now, approaching the ring, he is the number one Contender for the Futures Championship. He stands at a vast Six foot an one inch, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, hailing in from Seattle, is, GAAABRRREEEE LOOOOGAAAN!
The crowd explodes with booing, and cheering. The large majority being on the side of cheers, as Logan makes his way slowly down the ramp, holding a cig in between his lips, he steps apon the apon, and stomps his feet, taking on less drag, he drops it below his feet, and rubs it out. Stepping in through the ropes, he moves his hands into the air, to take even more of a wide-spread cheer.
Wells: Logan has definitely has made a large impact here in the XWF, starting with a clear slate, with a straight win record. He is my horse for this race.
Star: Well, I�m against you Jake. I�m going for the current champ, Mr. Vanchiez, so to speak.
Once the crowd had settled down, Logan waited in the center of the ring, looking about the packed stadium waiting. Worley stepped back up next to him, and brought the mike back to her lips, and approached on. But before she could, �Hells Bells� by Bruce Faulconer blasts over the P.A system, and almost immediately, the crowd explodes with a constant booing sensation.
Worley: Now, approaching the ring. Standing at the height of five foot, and ten inches. Packing a weight of a sum of two hundred and twenty five pounds, he is a native from Hong Kong, and your current, Futures Champion, SHHHHIIIRRRRRU VAAAANNNNCHHHIIIEEZ!
The crowd continues the booing, while he had already begun to approach the ring, taking a slow pace as Logan did, his eyes watching over the crowd, when he slid into the ring, and slowly got to his feet, holding up one hand, to receive abit of cheers also, but unlike Logan, the majority held booing, and yelling of obscure language.
Wells: Well, we know who the fan favorite is going into this match. But Shiru has taken a complete change these last few weeks we�ve noticed. He�s not the same man he once was.
Star: You�re right, he has unleashed a more darker side in the Vanchiez blood line, that he has always held back. And at tandem, it unleashed apon the crowd, taking them by storm. He has become the more aggressive side that we�ve seen earlier. Some like it, most boo him. He has became a heel to the likes of others.
Wells: Such a pity I say. But most say, without that form of aggression, nothing gets done. You need to use a firm upper hand to move in the world, and Shiru has found this out. Coming from an upsetting beating apon Logan, he is sure to crack down apon him.
Shiru walks by and fro, waving to the crowd, with a small smirk apon his face. From the now other side of the ring, Logan watches him in disgust. He slowly brings his left hand into the air, and the crowd cheers. Vanchiez doesn�t see this, and glances around. Thinking it was for him. And screams something, when the bell sounds, Shiru is turned around, to now face Logan, while they approach a stand off.
Star: That is the bell, this match is officially under way!
Lowering the hand, Logan has a dead, bone chilling stare forward, set and lined up for Vanchiez. But he doesn�t look worried, nor do either of the men. Logan decides the break the silence, and moves his right foot into the air, but stops, quickly lowering it, and sends his fist forward, towards Shiru�s gut. Shiru arches down his hand, and smacks the hand away, putting Logan off balance, and attaches to his arm, and Vanchiez pulls apon it, holding an arm-bar.
Wells: Opening move made by Gabriel, but was reflected down by Shiru, who has taken control of the brief attacking.
Vanchiez pulls on the arm, when the ref approaches the two men. Where Logan had somewhat been grunting in a minor bit of pain. He juggles the elbow that was held by Shiru, and snaps him off with force, sending the man back.
Wells: And Logan has broken out, sending the Dragon back towards the ropes.
Logan runs in, and puts his arm up for a clothesline, Shiru dunks, and places his arms around his torso, and tosses him out side of the ring, causing a thump. Not standing there, Shiru jumps onto the nearest turnbuckle, while Gabriel slowly got to his feet. Shiru landed a shooting star press, but was caught, into a somewhat tombstone looking position, he lands the move on Vanchiez, which leaves him unmoving, while the count balances to a five outside.
Star: That five count is approaching, while the Dragon is out, laying next to the ring out there. This has become a heated match in the early moments of the match. It has yet to be only minutes, and has already become brutal. Just look how much these two hate another.
Logan kicks Shiru in the head, and then slides up into the ring, and stands, watching the man, when the count his seven. Shiru still hasn�t moved from the position much. But, being the man Logan was, wanting a challenge, not to end this way, he inserts his elbow into the back of the ref�s head, sending him to his knees. Logan dives outside, like Vanchiez has. And at the instance, he rolled over, seeing that Logan only missed by a few inches, if not centimeters.
Star: There goes the ref, and both men. They both, wait, all three appear to be down.
Shiru gets to his feet, and picks up Logan, whipping him into the ring. He bounces off the side of the ring, and falls back. Vanchiez walks back, picking up back up, and slides him into the ring. But before Shiru could match that move, and re enter, Gabe was already back up to his feet, and nails him directly with his forearm.
Wells: A strong forearm delivered by Logan, sending Shiru back down once more. While the Ref finally gets to his feet.
Shiru doesn�t stay down long, but does receive a few kicks while he was on the ground. Once Shiru was already back to his feet, Logan was running towards him, and nails another move, a running DDT apon Vanchiez, which leaves him sitting down apon the mat. Quick to the gun, Logan gets on a chin lock, and holds it tight.
Star: Rear chin lock applied by Logan.
The two struggle for a moment. Logan, struggling to hold the move, and Vanchiez, struggling to his feet. Making this possibility come true, Shiru has now gotten to his feet, but the move has not been broken, but instead, is turned into a sleeper. Logan moves a leg in between his and somewhat sweeps him back down. Holding the lock hardly now.
Wells: Reverted into the sleeper, Shiru is back apon the mat once again.
Shiru struggles, and starts to grow weary, until he isn�t even fighting anymore. He is left motionless, and doesn�t move. Only lowering his head, eyes slowly closing, ref approaching, and grabs his arm. Before he could drop it, Shiru snatched it back, and quickly exploded to his feet, and put a few elbows into Logan�s gut, until he stumbled back. Shiru head butted him, and sent a spinning kick into his side, making him get to one knee. And then performed a snap mare, and went for the pin. Falling short, at a two count, and almost a half.
Wells: Almost it there by the Dragon, breaking out from the lock, with looking no effects on him. It almost looked like he was playing with the likes of Logan.
Star: This is the new Dragon, he could have been doing anything. It has been hard to tell from the past. He�s a complete new man, with almost a new style. This style, has placed him in the lead of this match now.
Shiru gets to his feet, beating any moves from Logan. He grabs the same arm he took earlier and cramped down apon it, turning Logan to his back. He plans his right foot into the socket, that was near his back, and places a foot on either side of the downed body. And now pulls back on each arm, slowly setting down holding him.
Star: Great hold from the looking low Logan, Vanchiez is back into the seat.
Shiru pulls up with more force, while Logan screams out a few times. The ref gets down before Logan, and speaks a few words that were inaudible, Logan is seen shaking his head violently, and sent a shrill pain through his back, and across both of his pulled arms.
Wells: Logan isn�t giving up, he�s holding in there.
Logan bens one of his legs back, to nail Shiru in the back. He didn�t land enough force like aimed to, not harming Shiru, but just enough power, and aim to annoy him. His face had slowly begun turn red, from the struggle of the two. Logan kept with the kicks, from both legs, until Shiru would stand, but was tossed off by Logan, and was left down, while Logan got back. Shiru rose before Gabriel could place a move apon his body. Sending a punch into his gut, Logan stumbling back just abit.
Wells: Logan is back up, and approaching Shiru, but it appears he is still in the lead of the match.
Logan approaches back, but he takes a swift kick to the shins, and almost goes back to his knees, head lowering somewhat. Vanchiez bolts a punch into his face, tuning his back towards his face. He moves his arms around his body, and slams him back hard into a German Suplex pin. And again, gets a three count. Getting to his feet, he jumps from the ring, and grabs the futures title, and slips it on his finger. The ref sees it, and grabs it away before he could do anything. And both are nailed down by the flying, running, Logan, and both are down, while Logan had already gotten back to his feet once more.
Wells: Damn, a lot has gone down here at this point. Shiru got a three count, and went after the title. But, was knocked down by Logan, leaving both the Dragon, and the ref apon the mat, neither of witch are moving at this moment.
Logan stands, and looks over to the side, seeing the ring laying down apon the mat. He bends down, and grabs it, throwing it across the ring, and picks up Shiru, whipping him back into the ropes again, to send him back, crossing an elbow into the side of his head, jolting him down to the mat. Vanchiez staggers to his feet, but take a hook to the side, and falls back over. He tries to get back to his feet, and looks somewhat angry.
Wells: Look at his face, he�s ready to explode.
Logan rushes him, kicking his shins before he could get back to his feet, placing him back down onto the mat. Logan stomps on him a few times, when Shiru explodes, taking down Logan with a tackle, and places him onto the mat.
Wells: That is a first, that we have seen the anger of the dragon.
Shiru looks around briefly, and sees the ring still laying there, with the ref out. He places it apon his finger, and waits until Logan was to his feet. He punches out with his right, ringed finger, and is dodged. Logan turns around, and Shiru connects with the punch, laying him out, with abit of blood apon his forehead. Shiru quickly wipes it apon his hand, and kicks at the ref, helping him to his feet. He pins Logan, and the three count was thrown. The bell is sound.
Star: Winner of your match, Shiru Vanchiez.
Wells: DIDN�T YOU SEE THAT? He just cheated to win that match.
Star: Whatever it takes to win I guess.
Worley helps Shiru up, and raises his hand, the crowd boos heavily, while the downed Logan isn�t moving. The blood isn�t bad, but enough to make him busted.
Worley: Winner of this match, and still, XWF Futures Champion, SHHHIIIRRRRRU VAAAANNNCHHHIIEEEZZZ!
-Le� End.-