Gunman Stinger
versus
Fear
Steel Cage #1 Contenders Match.
Writer: Dom Stoate
[Gunman Stinger is waiting in
the ring when Fear finally makes his appearance at the top of the ramp. He leans
down, chewing on gum visibly as he waits inside the steel cage. The door hangs
open with the referee standing besides it, waiting for Fear to make it down the
ramp and into the cage. ]
Sully: I �fear- that �Fear- is going to be out of practise for this match. It is
his first match in ages and he is going against GMS and not only is he against
Stinger, but he is also in a steel cage!
JP: But let�s not forget that this is Fear that Gunman is against. Fear is a
legend and he is never a push over, no matter what match practise he has.
[Eventually, Fear makes it into the ring. He climbs under the bottom rope,
through the heavy metal door. He rolls up to his feet, Gunman Stinger backing
off visibly as Fear�s music goes on. The fans cheer Fear as he raises his arms
in a salute to them before turning and meeting gazes with Gunman. Gunman raises
his hands and cries out: �C�mon, dawg! Let�s do this!� Fear glares right through
Gunman Stinger. ]
JP: Fear is hungry for a win. He wants a win and he wants that T.V. title.
[Gunman backs off against the steel wall of the cage before taking a step
forwards and saying something to the referee. The referee nods and then speaks
to Fear before leaning down and going to check him for any foreign objects. Fear
raises his arms, accepting the search before signalling towards GMS. GMS backs
off a little bit before reluctantly accepting the body search that the referee
gives him. The referee touches him up a bit, GMS looking noticeably
uncomfortable before pulling away. The referee says something to him again
before taking a step back. He would say something else to the two who now begin
to trash talk each other before turning and making his way out of the open door.
He would step onto the padding outside of the ring before closing the steel
door. Gunman watches as the key is inserted and the cage is locked and the
referee makes his way over towards the ring announcer. ]
JP: I think the referee is about ready to get this match underway here.
[He is. The bell rings after a few quick words with the ring announcer and the
match begins. Gunman steps forwards and outstretches a hand, looking for an
agreement of friendship before the match. Fear bats at the hand much to the
delight of the fans. GMS looks much less than happy and pauses for a moment
before lunging and landing a blow across the face of Fear, sending him backwards
into the ropes. He leans into them as GMS steps forwards and strikes him across
the face again. Third time. Fourth time! Fear clings to the ropes, putting his
weight onto them as GMS screams at him before signalling towards the audience
who receive the taunt from the ring with a big jeer. ]
JP: GMS firmly on top in these opening stages. And I don�t know if Fear is ready
for this.
[He certainly doesn�t seem to. He�d lean into the ropes, half on the floor as
GMS turns back to him and seizes him by the hair. GMS seems firmly in control as
he signals to the audience, smiling happily as he hauls Fear up to his feet.
Fear seems completely out of it, stunned by the early blows and stunned even
further when GMS plants his face into the hard metal of the steel cage. Fear
hits the deck on his back, rolling onto his front, groaning. ]
Sully: It is over. It is over before it even begins. This is sad, JP. Fear is a
pathetic mess on the canvas here.
[GMS, chest heaving and fists clenched, would look down at the wreck of Fear
before turning and observing what he has to put to use in the cage. Should he
end it now? Show everyone his supremacy? He grabs onto Fear, pulling him up into
a standing position once more before clutching his arm around his throat. He
glances about for a moment or two before, growling, jumping upwards and hitting
the Scorpion Slam! ]
[The fans sound dejected as Fear�s body hits the canvas and he lays there,
completely out of it. GMS looks about, a big smile on his face as if he himself
can�t believe it before he stoops down and goes for the cover. ]
[1�2�3! ]
[He stands up, raising his arms in victory, the fans extremely disappointed in
the result of the match and the way that it had come about]
Peter Santos: Here is your winner, Gunman Stinger!
JP: Fear was caught off guard
at the beginning. I don�t think he has the heart anymore.
Sully: That had to be the quickest match in history!
JP: What a waste of a steel cage. Fear just didn�t stand a chance. He looked as
if he had his mind on other things.
Sully: Some Elite! That was a pathetic display!
[Gunman Stinger raises his arms in victory, pacing about the cage a little bit
before finally making his way towards the outside of it, barking out at the
referee for him to open the door which he does as quickly as he can. He smiles
as he notices the form of his �crew� making their way down the ring. He is
embraced by them before being lead up the ramp. ]
Sully: Isn�t that a beautiful
sight, JP?
JP: I�m worried. I�m worried that Fear�s time just may be up. I don�t think he
has what it takes at this level anymore.
Sully: Absolutely.
JP: Well, this for sure: If he doesn�t pick himself out of this rut soon, the
management�s patience is going to run thin, and he is going to be at a lesser
promotion�perhaps out of a job��
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