Jackie Frazier: This match is scheduled for One Fall... Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot even weighing 220 pounds hailing from Brooklynn, New York... Exodus!!
"Made Niggas" by Tupac starts up and Exodus comes from the back. stops at the top of the ramp and rolls his shoulders, pops his neck and makes his way to the ring. He gets into the ring and waits for the match to start.
Jackie Frazier: Making his way to the ring, standing at 6 foot 4 inches in height and weighing in at 235 pounds hailing from Los Angeles, California ... THE GRUDGE!!!
As a light sprinkling of sparks falls from the ceiling like snow, and the slower part of his music plays, Grudge steps out onto the stage wearing a long black cloak with a deep hood. Suddenly there is a near-blinding explosion and sparks shoot from above and below, as he simultaneously throws off the cloak.. He moves to the ring, watching the other man who is waiting in the ring.
The two men meet in the center of the ring. Exodus starts talking, and then The Grudge joins in. Both men, mouths moving step backwards. They begin circling each other. The two move forward in a lockup. Grudge quickly moves Exodus back into the corner. The ref calls for the break. The Grudge lowers his arms as Exodus keeps his up for defense. Both men move back to the center of the ring. Again they lock up, this time The Grudge drops to one knee and flips Exodus over onto his back. Exodus quickly jumps up and looks into the smirking face of The Grudge. Exodus moves in again. The Grudge side steps him and elbows him in the back of the head, doing nothing more but pissing him off. Exodus turns around and slaps The Grudge across the face. The # 1 Contenders eyes widen, then his face turns to a scowl as he nods his head. ]
JP: Did he just slap The Grudge?
Sully: Man! PUNCH HIM!
[ The Grudge sprints at Exodus and tackles him, landing a series of right hands. Again, the ref calls for a break. Grudge steps up and as the ref tells him not to hit with closed fists, Exodus kicks him in the knee. The Grudge drops back and Exodus begins getting up. Grudge steps forward, bringing his knee crashing into Exodus�s face. Exodus falls out of the ring. Grudge pushes past the ref and steps through the ropes, dropping down next to him. He picks Exodus up and sends him crashing into the ring post. Exodus bounces off and falls to the ground again. The Grudge walks up and sends a couple of boots to Exodus' head. Grudge rolls back into the ring and the ref begins the count. ]
REF: ONE!
REF: TWO!
REF: THREE!
[ Exodus begins getting up. He secures a knee under himself and raises up.]
REF: FOUR!
REF: FIVE!
[ Exodus lifts himself up and rolls under the bottom rope. The Grudge quickly drops an elbow on him, then rolls off and picks him up. He hooks his arm over his own neck and lifts him straight into the air. Holding him up for a second, Grudge drops back, bringing both men crashing onto the mat. Grudge sits up and turns to see Exodus standing behind him. Unaffected by the suplex, Exodus begins hammering on the back of Grudge's neck. He turns him around and stands him up, slinging him into the ropes and connects with a clothesline, flooring The Grudge. He picks him back up and wraps his arms around Exodus' waist. In a swift, smooth motion, he lifts and falls back, throwing Exodus over him.
The Grudge waits for Exodus to rise from the mat, stalking him like prey.. Finally, Exodus gets to his feet, and the Homicidal Creep lunges over throwing his fist out for a huge clothesline.. But catches the referee instead! The NLR official hits the mat, his legs bending over himself, knocked out cold.. As Grudge looks shocked by his actions. His look of shock turns into a casual shrug of the shoulders, with a malicious grin as he turns around.. And steps right into a kick to the gut, followed by a swift DDT by Exodus! The Grudge clutches his head, rolling over to the far turnbuckle. The fans cheer on The Outlaw, as he taunts The Grudge, holding his hand up in the westside sign.. Suddenly, the crowd gets insanely loud with cheers.. From behind the ramp, the mountainous frame of Leandro storms out! The crowd continue to rumble as The Beast quickly makes his way to ringside, neither man seeing him yet.. He holds a glass bottle in one hand, and still has on that ridiculous janitor outfit and hairnet!]
JP: It's the Legacy Champion!! El Mexicano Condena is about to hit the ring!!
Sully: No!! He's suspended, damn it!! Get him the hell out of here!!
JP: No one can stop Leandro, Sully.. The maniac has been unleashed and all hell's about to break loose!
Sully: Is that a tequila bottle in his hand?!
[No sooner than the words leaving Tim Sullivans lips, The Beast climbs into the ring and Exodus turns around, finding himself face-to-chest with the Mexican Convict.. In a matter of seconds, Leandro completely shatters the glass bottle over the skull of Exodus!! The limp body of Exodus drops to the mat, as thousands of camera's flash through the stands! Bits of glass and splashes of tequila are sprayed onto the outside of the ring, and into the first couple of rows.. But The Beast doesn't care.]
Sully: My God!! Exodus was just clobbered with that tequila bottle!!
JP: That bottle is smashed now, it's life finished.. But something tells me Leandro isn't finished yet!
[The Legacy Champion drops the broken bottle neck to the canvas, rips the hairnet off his head, and tears off the upper body section of his janitors uniform. The many tattoos upon Leandro's torso are as noticeable as his colossal muscles.. The Beast lets out a thunderous roar! His wild hair like a lions mane, as he pushes down the top rope, looking those bloodshot eyes into the sea of cheering fans.. The Grudge, still feeling the effects of Exodus' DDT, sits upon the mat, leaning into the far turnbuckle and holding his own head. Exodus barely moves, probably knocked unconscious.. or worse. Leandro suddenly snaps his head around and focuses upon the number one contender, The Grudge. The Homicidal Creep uses one of the Four Towers to help himself up, shooting an icy glare at his rival.. Still, he can't help but move his eyes over the motionless body of Exodus. What he just saw The Beast do is animalistic.. brutal.. insane. The Grudge stares across the ring at Leandro, awaiting the viscous attack that will surely follow..]
JP: Looks like an old fashioned Mexican Stand-off.. Errm, no pun intended.
[Leandro brings a massive hand up and aggressively points his finger at The Grudge.. Before bringing it back towards his face, and slowly running his thick thumb across his neck! The Grudge tries hard not to be intimidated by the Legacy Champion, but it's a hard task for any man.. The Beast drops his arm down, and leisurely walks backwards towards the ropes.. Never taking his bloodshot eyes from the number one contender. The crowd gets real loud, buzzing with excitement for the next chapter in this feud between Leandro and The Grudge.. We hear the common "LEANDRO! LEANDRO!" chant start up, as El Mexicano Condena climbs over the top rope and leaves The Grudge to continue his battle with Exodus.. His point obviously made clear to The Homicidal Creep]
JP: Leandro sending a viscous message to The Grudge, letting him know that if you mess with The Beast.. You don't get out alive!! I'd sure hate to be in The Grudge's shoes right now..
Sully: The Grudge isn't scared of him! Look at him, he never backed down..
JP: He knows whose the King of this mountain though, Sully.. Believe me, he knows..
Sully: Well, I hope you can hail down to The Grudge when he becomes King, JP! 'Cause it's gonna be soon!!
[ The referee starts to come to, as Grudge drops to make the pin, 1,2,3, and its over... Grudge won, but doesn't look happy about it... The two stare off as Leandro backs his way twards the Showers, and medics are pouring past him, rushing to see that Exodus is ok... Grudge sits on the second rope, offering the Legacy Champ a way back in, but it becomes moot, as the ending takes us to commercial...]
