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"The Deadly One" Doomsday w/MWF Tag Team Champion: "The Malevolence One" Insane Wayne

MWF World Championship Match

Referee: Charles Galliant

Writer: Dom Stoate

[As the bell rings, and the two men face each other in the centre of the ring, the majority of the audience cheer on the contender, Doomsday who, whether the fans helped or not, manages to get the upper hand, getting behind the World Champion and grabbing his head, tightening the hold around it in not quite a head lock, but more of a chin lock. Ace Spade manages to yank roughly out of the way, ducking down before grabbing onto the head of Doomsday and landing a snap mare. Doomsday hits the canvas before standing up, rubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully as he looks towards Ace Spade, who shakes his hands about readily.]

Sully: Both men testing each other out here in these early stages!

JP: The World Champion is going to have a heck of a job here tonight. Doomsday has the height advantage by nearly eight inches!

Sully: Height isn't everything, JP. Ace Spade isn't the World Champ' for no reason. He will manage to take down that big freak one way or another.

[The two men circle each other again, glaring at each other with narrowed eyes and furrowed brows. Doomsday makes the first move but the Champ' ducks down and scoots beneath the bottom rope, backing away from the ring and moving for where his title belt rests. He'd pick up the belt, clutching on to it protectively.]

JP: He really needs to get into the ring. He's not going to defend it by running away.

[Doomsdsay frowns and leans over the ropes, beckoning to the Champion to get into the ring and to face him like a man. Ace Spade yells back, clutching onto his title defensively. The referee barks down at Ace Spade who shakes his head hesitantly.]

JP: He's scared, Sully!

Sully: He ain't scared, he's just being sensible! He's biding his time, making Doomsday work!

JP: It looks like he's running to me!

[As the count nears eight, Ace Spade bites the bullet and slides back into the ring, title in hand. He goes for the more cocky approach now, slapping the title and nodding as he moves reluctantly closer to his opponent. Doomsday puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head, Ace Spade leaning closer, encouraging Doomsday by, in a cocky manner, slapping the title before pointing to himself. Doomsday turns back and slams the champion down with a huge clothesline. The fans roar and Ace Spade stumbles to his feet, leaning against the ropes. Doomsday leans into him, gripping onto his wrist and pulling him forwards, whipping his against the ropes. Spade comes back and takes a big boot to the temple, knocking him back onto his shoulders. Doomsday goes for the cover quickly. 1�2�And the Champion kicks out roughly, rolling back and towards the corner of the ring quickly. Doomsday moves after him, grabbing onto the ropes near the corner before stomping away heavily on the fallen Ace Spade, who rocks about with every blow. Eventually, Doomsday moves away from the corner as Spade stands up, holding his midsection. Doomsday runs forward as if to go for another big boot, but it tripped before he gets the chance to aim his kick. Spade uses a drop-toe-hold to knock Doomsday's face into the top turnbuckle.]

Sully: There we go!

[Doomsday leans into the ropes, groaning as he rests on the turnbuckle. Ace Spade stands up, holding his midsection as he steps forwards and leans the big man into the turnbuckle, thrusting his hands onto his collar and pushing, digging Doomsday's shoulder blade area into the buckle. He eventually lets go and Doomsday comes stumbling forwards, right into a big bull dog from the MWF World Champion. Doomsday is landed and Ace Spade moves quickly for the cover. 1�2- Doomsday throws Ace off. Ace stands quickly and begins to stomp on Doomsday who is starting to stand again.]

JP: Ace Spade trying his hardest to keep to keep this behemoth down.

Sully: What a big freak!

[Spade straightens up again, looking on in disbelief as Doomsday stands through the stomps. Doomsday glares at Ace Spade. Spade blinks before leaning back onto the ropes behind him, snapping forwards with a drop kick to Doomsday, who leans to the side and shoves Spade down in mid-air. Spade arches his back, holding it as Doomsday leans down grabs him by the head, hoisting him to his feet before slapping his forearm across his chest for a chop. And then another, the fans howling as the impacts slap hard onto the champion.]

JP: The World Champion in danger of losing his title here tonight if he doesn't buck his ideas up, and- What's this?!

[At this moment, Wildfire is sprinting down the ramp. Doomsday stands up, letting go of Ace Spade who slumps against the ropes dramatically. Doomsday beckons Wildfire on, who waits outside of the ring, pointing and gesturing towards the ring and the big man within it. The referee is also looking Wildfire's way, and does not see Ace Spade scooch over across the canvas and land the Really Low, Low Blow to Doomsday before getting him with the roll-up, the referee turning around and going to count him.1�2�And Doomsday kicks out just! Ace Spade sits up, holding his head in disbelief. He'd stand up, moving over to the corner, waiting for Doomsday to stand. He doesn't notice Insane Wayne, bursting out of the audience area and heading for the ring, sliding beneath the bottom rope just as Ace Spade darts forwards, missing Doomsday who ducks beneath the clothesline. As Spade misses, he almost runs straight into Wayne who stands tall. Spade's eyes widen, and he looks very, very shaken by his presence.]

Sully: Get him out of the ring! No way!

JP: Insane Wayne is here, and he wants a piece of the World Champion!

[Wayne snaps forwards with a foot and Spade just manages to duck out of the way, the boot sailing for Doomsday's face and connecting harshly. Spade turns back around and hits Insane Wayne with the Royal Flush! Wayne rolls under the bottom rope wearily as Spade moves to cover Doomsday, pulling the tights as he does so. 1�2�3!! Ace Spade rolls out of the ring again and stands, arm raised as he moves away wearily, being joined by Wildfire who supports him. They move up the ramp as Ace Spade's music plays.]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall, and still the MWF World Champion, Ace Spade!

JP: No way! How can�how could he have gotten away with that one, Sully?

Sully: Tell me, JP! Tell me what the World Champion, Ace Spade, did wrong there! Nothing. That's what. He took advantage of someone else's bad intentions and put them to good use, retaining his title!

JP: Well, you have to hand it to the man, whether you like him or not, he pulled off quite a victory here tonight.

Sully: You damn well do, Ace Spade's still the MWF World Champion....

JP: ....But will he still be at A Step Too Far, how long can Spade keep ducking and diving.

Sully: I don't know but the help from Wildfire has kept him the MWF World Champion and that's all I care about.

JP: I've just got word that someone's been attacked backstage, lets go there right now!

Sully: I hope it's Insane Wayne!