[I apologize for how long this took. There's probably a bunch of SPAG errors throughout but I don't really have time to spellcheck this whole thing, so hopefully it isn't too bad. I'm not sure how much longer Rob will take, but I'm fine with giving him how ever long he needs. Good luck, dude. This will probably be our final ever match together and I tried to do it justice.]
Hana Ramierez: ”Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for our main event of the evening!”
The audience cheers at the announcement that the final match of Legends is about to begin. Their cheers are shot up even louder in a matter of seconds, however, when …
”I’M A MOTHERFUCKING BEAST!”
Busta Rhymes’ verse on the Southpaw remix of “Beast” begins, as Jerod Barnez slowly steps through the curtain. This is Legends, the biggest show of the year, and many would look to make an amazing entrance on this night. For Jerod, theatrics are the furthest thing from his mind right now. He stands there, atop the stage, not even donning his usual entrance sunglasses as he stares forward, looking down at the ring. His eyes have grown cold over the last few months, but tonight is the night that he steps back in the ring with Rob Chapman and has a chance at retribution.
Mark Sanction: ”It’s finally time. It was back in August when this whole thing really started. Jerod was defending his Supreme Championship against Rob Chapman in what will surely go down as a classic. In the end, four men - Mark Storey, Ace Acid, Sean Young and Lx-Tim - involved themselves in the match and, much to everyone’s surprise, Rob revealed that they were with him. They cheated Jerod out of the Supreme Championship and, when Jerod’s father tried to save him, they took him out. We saw Thomas earlier in the night and he’s confirmed that the attack we saw back in August has officially left him unable to wrestle again, but he doesn’t want his son to go into this match looking to maim. He wants Jerod to get his revenge in another way; by winning. He wants Jerod to take back the Supreme Championship and boost his career to new heights, while taking the one thing most important to Rob. The question remains, will he be able to control his anger or will it get the better of him?”
Matt Steel: ”Let’s not forget the fact that his opponent is kind of, you know, amazing. Even if Jerod can focus on winning and not trying to tear Rob’s limbs off, who’s to say he can even beat Rob? Right now, Rob’s got the only victory between them.”
Mark Sanction: ”Yes, a victory that, as previously mentioned, was by crook.”
Matt Steel: ”He still beat Jerod. The opposite can’t be said.”
Jerod continues to stand at the top of the stage, almost as if he’s paralyzed in his current position. With all of the emotion he’s feeling right now, he knows he’s about to step into the ring and go face-to-face with the man responsible for his father’s predicament, but having heard his father’s words earlier in the night, he knows he needs to listen to them. He needs to win this and, as much as Thomas said he needs to do it for himself, Jerod feels he needs to do it for his father. Taking in a deep breath, his eyes still fixated on the ring all the way down the ramp, Jerod finally begins his walk. The loud music and cheers of the fans are offset by Jerod’s slow pace. His mind is set solely on one thing, almost to the point of every sound and visual outside of the ring being ripped away from him as he’s placed in his own world.
Mark Sanction: ”Back in August, when these two had their first clash, Jerod was all smiles. That arrogant grin that has almost become a part of his personality was plastered on his face and you can just tell he was enjoying every second of being out there. Now, the big sequel is here and his expression and personality have made a full one-eighty. This really isn’t the same man we saw a few months back. It certainly isn’t the same man who defeated Razer for the Supreme Championship at XWA on a Pole.”
Matt Steel: ”Oh, sure, Jerod defeated Razer, but Rob ‘s win was by crook. You do remember how Jerod won the title, right? Cause I sure as hell remember you bitching about it.”
Mark Sanction: ”I do, Matt, and I don’t condone what happened then, just as I don’t condone how Rob got the championship. I just hope, tonight, no matter who wins - we get a clear, definitive ending to this story.”
Upon reaching the ring, Jerod walks up the steel steps. He takes each step slowly as his mind flashes the images he’s been thinking of for months now - the memories of what happened, the dreams of what can happen. He steps through the ropes and into the ring, standing inside what will be a warzone in just a matter of minutes. There’s no climbing the ropes and raising his hands. The fans may be cheering for him right now, but he doesn’t even notice it. He heads to his corner of the ring without a single bit of showmanship because he wants Rob to step in as soon as possible. And so, it’s time. “Beast” fades out, but it’s not replaced by Chapman’s own theme song of Woodkid’s “Iron”. Instead, the eerie sounds of Sergei Prokofiev’s “Juliet’s Funeral & Death”, starting at a minute and thirty-seven seconds into the song, are what’s heard. The audience quiets down as the music used by Rob’s own legendary father, Jeffrey Chapman, plays throughout the arena. The lights dim a crimson hue and fog covers the stage. While Jerod stands in his corner, craving the bell to ring and signify the beginning of the match, Rob’s ready to make a grand entrance that keeps him waiting. The music continues for thirty seconds, as fog has completely covered the stage, before picking up and introducing the drums from “Iron” that have been so masterfully mixed into Jeffrey’s theme music. At this instant, the XWA Supreme Champion steps out of the fog with that very championship slung on his shoulder. His attire is different from the usual. While his black cargo pants remain the same, his brown leather belt is now red. Instead of his usual black leather jacket, designed with the red Royal Lion on the back, he’s sporting a black, sleeveless robe with a hood that also has the Royal Lion on its back. His pants are tucked into black boots with red trim and he has his usual red band tied around his left bicep, black elbow pads with red trim and the Red Lantern Logo on them, black MMA gloves with red cuffs and a choker made out of black beads. Rob’s attire, as well as the music playing, are clearly meant to blend his own style with that of his father’s. The champion cracks his knuckles and then takes a quick glance around at the crowd. He raises his Supreme Championship into the air with one hand, taking in the boos - and few cheers - that the audience throws at him in response.
Mark Sanction: ”While Jerod wasn’t interested in the theatrics at all tonight, it seems Rob is. He’s taken a page or two from his father with this music and his attire. I have to wonder if this is simply to pay tribute or a way to mock Jerod for what happened to his father.”
Matt Steel: ”I think it’s a little bit of both.”
Jerod stares up the ramp at Rob, waiting very impatiently in the ring. Chapman notices this and decides to toy with his opponent even more by taking just a little extra time to soak in the atmosphere. He begins walking down the ramp, but his steps are slower than usual for the pure sake of agitating an already angry Jerod.
Mark Sanction: ”It’s clear that Rob isn’t intimidated right now. He’s about to step into the ring with a man who wants his head on a platter, not to mention it’s in the main event of Legends with his championship on the line, but he looks calmer than I think I’ve ever seen him before.”
Matt Steel: ”What, is he supposed to be worried? Rob knows he has this thing. There’s a reason why he’s taking so long to get to that ring right now. He knows it’s getting to Jerod. Sure, a pissed off beast is dangerous, but it’s also sloppy.”
Mark Sanction: ”He’s certainly got a game plan. I just wonder how he’ll react if that plan doesn’t go so smoothly.”
Finally reaching the bottom of the entrance ramp, Rob places the Supreme Championship on the ring apron. Showcasing some athleticism, Rob braces off of the apron, leaping up and sliding in under the bottom rope, feet first. He hastily pops back up to his feet, while picking up his championship in the process, and spins around, into the center of the ring, where he extends his arms out wide to pose. The majority of fans once again jeer as Rob glances over at Jerod with a smirk on his face. Barnez, who hasn’t taken his eyes off of Rob since he popped out of the fog, forces himself to remain still, knowing the match will begin very shortly and trying to keep his composure until then. Rob heads to the corner furthest from Jerod and hops onto the second rope, proceeding to pose with his title on there and trying to milk every single second he can of this to make Jerod wait as long as possible. Chapman hops back down to the canvas and hands his title over to senior official Jack J. Tickles. He then takes his robe off and passes it along, over the ropes, to a ringside worker. Finally, the champion heads into his corner and leans against it, seeming almost relaxed. Hana Ramierez steps into the center of the ring for the official championship match introductions, but Jerod’s eyes stay directly on his opponent.
Hana Ramierez: ”The following match is scheduled for a one-fall and it is for the XWA Supreme Championship! Introducing first, the challenger …”
Hana motions towards Jerod.
Hana Ramierez: ”Hailing from Detroit, Michigan, standing six feet, six inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and seventy-nine pounds, looking to become the first ever two-time XWA Supreme Champion, he is ‘Supreme’ Jerod Barnez!”
The fans cheer for Jerod, but he doesn’t budge an inch.
Hana Ramierez: ”And his opponent …”
Hana motions towards Rob, who immediately takes a few steps out of the corner and readies himself.
Hana Ramierez: ”Hailing from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, standing five feet, eleven inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and forty-seven pounds, defending the XWA Supreme Championship, he is ‘LionHeart’ Rob Chapman!”
On cue, Rob raises a fist into the air and the audience, as per usual, responds with a light amount of cheers mixed into heavy boos. Hana exits the ring and Jack does the usual pre-title match Championship raising, to show the belt that this will be contested for to the whole crowd.
Mark Sanction: ”This is it, folks. After months of anger and mental breakdowns, Jerod finally has his chance to take out everything he’s been feeling on Rob.”
Matt Steel: ”The key word there is chance. As much as everyone likes to think this is about Jerod getting his big revenge on Rob, they’re about to be hit with a reality check in the form of the Supreme Champion. Tonight isn’t about Jerod’s revenge, it’s about Rob solidifying himself as the king of this company.”
After showing off the Supreme Championship in all directions, Jack passes it along to ringside and then calls for the bell to officially begin the main event of a year of XWA.
DING! DING! DING!
The sonance of the bell ringing thrice is like a beautiful symphony for Jerod, as it finally releases him from the personal hell he’s been in for months and sets him free inside the gladiatorial pit and - as many wild animals do when they’re finally freed - Jerod charges. The challenger ducks down and picks Rob up by his waist. He then runs him spine-first into a corner of the ring and, with Rob trapped, he unleashes Shoulder Thrust after Shoulder Thrust into his opponent’s mid-section. The audience cheers for the explosive start to this match, but Jack is forced to try to break it up. ”He’s in the corner, Jerod. He’s in the corner,” Jack insists, but Jerod’s not in any mood to back away from Rob right now. Not wanting to an such an important match by disqualification, Jack decides to put himself in harm’s way to break this up. He kneels down and gets in between the two wrestlers, trying his best to push Jerod back. Naturally, the aged official isn’t very strong in comparison to Jerod, but this does give just enough of a window for Rob to strike back, drilling Jerod with a hard right hook to the face. This begins sequence of punches going back and forth between the two with Jack, rather unfortunately, stuck in the middle.
As the two pound into each other’s faces with rapid-fire punches, Tickles manages to squeeze himself out of the pickle and, now that no one is backed into a corner, lets them fight. It’s Rob who manages to take the advantage first, as he ducks an incoming punch from Jerod and responds with a series of stiff, open-palm strikes mixed in with several elbow shots. He looks to follow up this hard-hitting series of strikes by paying tribute to one of his best friends. Rob spins around swiftly and smashes his arm into Jerod’s upper chest and neck in an attempt at Danny Diamond’s Discus Lariat; Die Tonight. Much to Chapman’s surprise, however, his brick house of an opponent hardly even moves! The initial shock of Jerod taking the move with very little effect wears off quickly and Rob decides to try again, sure that he can take the big guy down. He spins around once more to attempt the Discus Lariat, but as he swings back around this time, Jerod shoots his foot up Big Boot-style right into Rob’s extended arm, causing it to jerk back and nearly dislocating his shoulder. Jerod then spins into a Discus Lariat of his own and this one not only drops Rob, but sends him slamming on the back of his neck with ridiculous intensity!
Mark Sanction: ”Christ, Jerod damn near decapitated Rob with that Lariat! And Rob’s Lariat hardly made him budge! That’s not for a lack of power, folks. Rob is deadly with his strikes.”
Matt Steel: ”Yeah, he’s just gonna have to weather the storm for now, Mark. Jerod’s in machine mode right now, but once Rob can break through that, he’ll show us all why he’s here, in this match, as the Supreme Champion.”
Jerod wastes no time in continuing to go after Rob. He lifts the Canadian superstar back to his feet and tosses him almost ragdoll-like into a corner of the ring as if he was throwing about a child and not a two hundred and forty-seven pound man. Continuing to show an absolute lack of fear in getting disqualified, despite his father’s warning earlier in the night, Jerod starts drilling his opponent in the head with closed fist punches while he’s, again, trapped in the corner. ”Come on, Jerod, let him out of the corner,” the official demands, but he gets about as much reaction from Jerod as he did before. Each punch to Rob’s head sinks the champion into the corner further and further until he’s almost sitting on the bottom turnbuckle, at which point Jerod changes up his attack. The punches are abandoned in favor of straight up headbutts, delivered with such authority that it wouldn’t be surprising if Jerod gave himself a concussion! This forces Rob to sink even further until he’s eventually seated on the ring canvas, leaning back against the bottom turnbuckle. Jerod turns away from Chapman, letting out a light roar as he does so, and he heads to the opposing corner of the ring. Looking to cave Rob’s face in, Barnez rushes across the ring and attempts to slam his knee right into that very face! Rob manages to slide out of the way just in time, but Jerod doesn’t get enough time to slow down. Even with padding, Jerod’s knee ramming into the middle turnbuckle with that much velocity hurts, so much so that the challenger lets out a pain-filled grunt through his teeth. Before he has a chance to turn around, Jerod’s pulled backwards by Rob in a Roll-Up manner, but Chapman isn’t attempting a pin. He lets go of Jerod as he’s rolling backwards and quickly gets back to his feet, as Barnez manages to tumble onto his knees. Quickly, Rob rushes in and drills the challenger with a knee strike of his own, connecting with the bridge of Jerod’s nose! The impact of the strike caused Jerod’s head to violently jerk back before he swung forward and dropped to a lying position on his stomach. Chapman looks down at his handy work with a grin.
Matt Steel: ”Now there we go! Rob dodged Jerod’s attempt at a knee to the face, but Jerod wasn’t so lucky. You thought that Lariat hurt Rob? Well the champion’s showing just how deadly, as you put it, his strikes can be.”
Mark Sanction: ”This match has just begun and I’m already a little worried. We know these two can take tremendous amounts of damage and keep on ticking, but we’ve just begun things and the brutality is already here. I can’t imagine what else is in store for these two, but I can assure you right now, it won’t be pretty.”
The champion drops his boot onto the back of Jerod’s head repeatedly, but these stomps aren’t intended to hurt. They’re far more served as a method of toying with his opponent. ”Come on, Jerod, get up,” Rob taunts, as he continues lightly tapping his opponent’s head with his foot, ”You can’t let Tommy down, can you? Well, not anymore than you did when you let me kick his fucking head off in front of the world.” Jerod, hearing Rob’s words, begins to try getting back up, but now Chapman’s stomps become a little less about mind games and a little more about pain. The champion stomps down with authority on the back of his opponent’s head, forcing Jerod to smack his face off of the canvas. Following this, Chapman kneels down beside his challenger. ”He has never been a legend and you will never be a legend,” Rob disrespectfully says to Jerod before going back on the attack. While kneeling down, Chapman wraps his arms around Jerod’s mid-section and, showcasing that he has some serious strength in him, the champion deadlifts Jerod off of the canvas and holds him up by his waist. Chapman struggles a bit to keep the nearly two hundred and eighty pound man up, but it’s not very noticeable. Rob drops backwards, while flipping Jerod up and over, taking the big man to the canvas with a very impressive Gutwrench Suplex! Despite the majority of fans’ dislike for Rob’s disrespectful nature, many can’t help but cheer at the great showing of strength.
Matt Steel: ”Oh shit! Everyone’s always talking about Jerod’s insane strength, but Rob just lifted that big guy straight from the mat and flipped him on his back. Yeah, he fucking lifts.”
Mark Sanction: ”I’ll give the devil his due, that was some very impressive strength shown by the champion. Of course, I’ve never doubted Rob’s strength or his skill, for that matter. He is insanely talented. I just don’t care for his personality traits, ever since ELITE began.”
Opting out of going for the cover, Rob decides to weaken down Jerod a bit more first. With “The Descendant of a God” on his back, Rob stomps down hard on his mid-section, causing a jolt of pain in his body that instinctively forces him to sit up, only to be drilled with a shoot-style kick to the chest that knocks him back down. Chapman does this again, stomping on his stomach and then kicking him in the chest, not just once more, not twice, but three more times! Following the fourth kick to the chest, Rob stomps down on Jerod’s stomach once more, but he doesn’t follow this one up with another chest kick. Instead, he takes a step back and finishes this unique combination with his other foot, drilling the seated Barnez with a low Roundhouse-style kick to the back of the head! The kick sounds like a gunshot blasting through the arena and it forces Jerod to flop onto his side. Rob quickly drops down, pulls him onto his back and hooks his far leg for a pin attempt. Jack, staying on top of things, drops down in position to see Jerod’s shoulders and makes the count.
T--Barnez kicks out of the pinning predicament, but it’s not nearly as quick of a kick out as many would’ve expected this early in the match, showing just how devastating Rob’s kicks really can be.
Mark Sanction: ”Jerod had a big wave of offense at the beginning of this match, but ever since Rob dodged his knee strike, it’s been all Chapman - and in typical Chapman fashion. I don’t care how tough you are, if you’re getting hit from every damn end with strikes by this guy, you won’t last long.”
Rob rolls Jerod onto his stomach and stands over him. He kneels down and, with one hand, pulls Jerod’s head backwards. ”Those kicks hurt, huh?” Rob rhetorically asks, continuing, ”What about these?” The champion then proceeds to swing his free arm right into the side of Jerod’s head crossface-style and club him hard! He follows this up by grabbing Jerod’s head by the hand he just struck him with and repeating the strike with his other arm. Rob lands six more of these brutal crossface-style strikes, alternating between arms each time, before yanking Jerod’s head back a little more and wrapping his arm around his neck to apply a Dragon Clutch, finalizing his signature Black Monday submission! The fans let out a loud reaction mixing boos for Rob having the advantage and cheers to try and will Jerod out of this.
Mark Sanction: ”I honestly can’t tell if Rob expects to finish this early or just wants to do as much damage as possible right now. Regardless, Jerod’s in some serious trouble as the Black Monday is applied!”
Matt Steel: ”Jerod may not be one to give up, but if he passes out the result is still the same.”
With the Black Monday locked in tight and the two wrestlers placed dead center in the middle of the ring, Jerod doesn’t have many options right now. Naturally, Jack has to ask him, ”Do you wanna give up, Jerod?” but he gets no response from the challenger. Despite the pain this hold causes, Jerod doesn’t even have the thought of submitting on his mind. Matt is correct, though, and if he were to pass out from the Black Monday, Rob would retain. As such, Jerod knows he needs to get out of this as quick as possible. The second generation wrestler slams his fist into the canvas and begins trying to gain some leverage by getting on his knees. Rob tries to maintain his positioning and keep Jerod as grounded as possible, but the power that Barnez possesses is very hard to combat. Jerod manages to get on his knees and this gives him the positioning he needed to start getting back to a vertical base. The only problem is Rob is refusing to release the hold. Jerod showcases his incredible strength, fighting back to his feet with Rob’s weight holding him down and his head being painfully cranked back. Once he pushes Rob far enough off the ground that his feet are no longer touching, Chapman quickly applies a Body Scissors with his legs in an attempt to squeeze some of the air out of Jerod’s body and put him back down, but it’s to no avail. The challenger is determined to break free and break free he does. Once standing, Jerod stumbles at first, but then he runs towards a corner of the ring and drops down just before getting to it, causing Rob’s face to smack into the middle turnbuckle as the two fell and forcing Chapman to release the hold in the process! The fans cheer for Jerod as he managed to get free of the Black Monday, while Rob rolls out of the ring to recuperate, having hit hard on the turnbuckle.
Mark Sanction: ”Jerod managed to escape the hold and put Rob in some serious pain in the process, but the damage may have been done.”
Matt Steel: ”I think ‘may’ is being a bit too optimistic for Jerod. He’s hurting. Rob is too now, but Jerod’s hurting a lot more.”
Jerod uses the nearby ropes to aid himself in getting back to a vertical base. He notices Rob has left the ring and he doesn’t plan on resting. Barnez reaches through the ropes in an attempt to exit the ring, but Chapman was waiting! The champion drills his challenger in the side of the head with a elbow shot that forces Jerod to drop out of the ring and hit the thinly padded floor with a thud! ”Come on, back in the ring,” Jack warns, before beginning a ten count. Rob isn’t concerned with the recently begun count, so he lifts his opponent back to his feet by his head, even pulling by his hair a little bit. He then kneels a bit and wraps his right arm around Jerod’s middle torso. Chapman pushes forward, driving Jerod’s lower back into the ring apron and causing a grunt of pain from the challenger. Looking to follow this up nicely, Rob lays into his adversary with shoot-style kicks to the chest as he remains backed up against the apron. After four consecutive kicks, Jerod manages to catch the third one, much to Chapman’s dismay. The audience lets out a loud ‘ooo’ at the sight of Jerod holding Rob’s leg, because they know the champion’s in trouble. Jerod pulls Chapman in by his leg and quickly ducks down, lifting him up by his waist and spinning around. “Supreme” Jerod slams Rob straight into the ring apron on his lower back with a Double A-style Spinebuster! Jerod is quick to capitalize on this as he yanks Rob away from the apron and then viciously Irish Whips him into the nearest set of steel steps, Rob dropping just before he reaches them and slamming his right shoulder into them. The impact of the whip manages to knock the top half of the steps over, which the audience responds to with cheers.
Mark Sanction: ”Ooh! Jerod knocked the top half of those steps clear off with all of the power he put behind that whip!”
Matt Steel: ”Hey ref, you wanna do something about this?!”
Mark Sanction: ”He’s counting, Matt. That’s all he really needs to do right now. I just hope these two get back in the ring before his count is up. I’d hate to see us finish the year on a count out.”
As Rob stumbles away from the steps, Jerod grabs the bottom half, now with the top half disconnected, and pulls it away from the ring. From inside the ring, Jack sees this and stops his count briefly to tell Jerod, ”Get away from those steps and back in the ring, Jerod!” Going ignored by the challenger, Tickles continues his count, having reached six. Barnez turns back to Rob and grabs “The Straight Edge Outlaw” by his head. He attempts to pull him back to his feet, but Jerod takes a very hard slap to the face for his efforts. Angered, Barnez lunges forward, looking to rip Chapman’s head off with a punch, but the Nova Scotia born star ducks under it and pops up behind his adversary. Jerod hurriedly spins around, but he doesn’t have time to react before being drilled with an Enzuigiri to the side of the head that forces him to stumble back a step and drop to his knees, landing next to the bottom half of the steel steps. Rob notices the official’s count reaching dangerous levels and he rolls into the ring, but he doesn’t plan on staying. Chapman exits onto the apron, much to Jack’s chagrin, forcing him to restart his account. Meanwhile, Jerod uses the steel steps to help him get back to a vertical base, but he isn’t aware of Rob’s present on the apron behind him. Chapman waits for the opportune moment to strike and, when that moment shows itself, he takes it. The Supreme Champion rushes along the apron before leaping off and pressing his knees on Jerod’s shoulders from behind, driving him forward and causing the challenger to smash face-first into the steel steps with a modified variation of the Meteora that Rob likes to call Shining Friday! The fans, even those who dislike Rob, cheer for the creative use of the Shining Friday, as Rob slides off of the steps and takes a moment to clear the cobwebs from the landing, as his knees hit the steps too.
Mark Sanction: ”Ouch! Jerod was just driven face-first into those steps!”
Matt Steel: ”That’s the thing about Rob, he’s just so innovative! He took the Shining Friday, which in itself can hurt a hell of a lot, and he adapted it to the situation. I bet he can take the count out win right now if he wants!”
Mark Sanction: ”I’d hope Rob would be a better champion than one who’d take a count out victory in a match of this magnitude.”
After making sure his knees were fine following the landing of the Shining Friday, Rob focuses on the barely moving Jerod. He grabs Jerod by the head and right arm and pulls him to the ring apron, proceeding to push him into the ring under the bottom rope - a task that’s a lot easier than it sounds when it comes to a nearly lifeless, two hundred and seventy-nine pound man. Rob slides into the ring after Jerod and rolls him away from the ropes before hooking his far leg in another pin attempt.
TH--Jerod’s not ready to lose just yet as he gets his shoulder up in time. Following the kick out, Rob transitions into a seated position next to Jerod, almost as if he was taking a moment to just relax and enjoy his position in this match. ”Just as stubborn as ‘Old Man Barnez’, aren’t ya?” he asks, again rhetorically, as Jerod refuses to lose. Chapman gets back to his feet and, once more, pulls Jerod back up afterwards. He grabs the back of Barnez’s head and begins landing clinch-style knee strikes to his body, all while backing Jerod up into a corner of the ring. Once Barnez’s back touches the turnbuckles, Rob lets go of his head and grabs his wrist. “The Warrior” sends his foe across the ring with an Irish Whip, forcing him to the opposing corner. Chapman jolts forward, but so does Jerod, who bursts out of the corner and attempts a Clothesline. Rob ducks underneath this Clothesline attempt and keeps running, until he leaps into the air and spins horizontally as he does so, landing on the middle rope with his face to the ring. Barnez turns around quickly and Rob leaps at him, wrapping his arms around Jerod’s head and spinning, looking for his signature diving Tornado DDT known as the Dark Impact! Unfortunately for Chapman, Jerod’s strength is one of his biggest weapons. As Rob swings around, trying to bring Jerod down with the DDT, the big man keeps his feet planted and refuses to go down, instead managing to keep his nearly two hundred and fifty pound opponent held up! The initial shock of being kept held almost caused Rob to release his Front Facelock, but a stern punch to the side of his ribs from Jerod with his left hand, before grabbing Rob under both armpits afterwards, is what forces the release. With Jerod’s head no longer in Chapman’s clutch, the challenger throws his opponent straight up into the air, catching Rob on the way down and leaping, while plowing Chapman into the canvas with as much force as he can - Jerod landing a Pop-Up Sitout Powerbomb that bounces the entire ring! The fans pop big time for this display of power, but Jerod doesn’t go for the pin, instead rolling away from Rob and uses the ropes to help himself back to his feet.
Mark Sanction: ”I’m glad he didn’t, but I bet Rob is wishing he had went for the count out now. Damn, that shook the whole ring!”
Matt Steel: ”That’s just a reminder of how scarily strong this guy is. I mean, I still expect Rob to come out of this with the win, but his power is insane.”
Jerod didn’t go for the cover and there’s a reason for that. What that reason is, though, no one is quite sure on. Is Jerod not heeding his father’s advice and, instead of trying to win, is just trying to hurt Rob? Maybe he felt what he’s done wouldn’t have been enough to put the champion away anyway. Regardless, Jerod has plans right now and he’s about to set them in motion. The challenger, having a rare moment in the driver’s seat of this match, is ready for something big. He grabs his Canadian opponent by the back of the head and yanks him back to his feet, only to toss him into the nearest turnbuckle. Unlike the first two times Jerod placed Rob in a corner of the ring tonight, this time isn’t to strike away at him. Instead, Barnez pushes Jerod to a seated position on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs up to the middle rope and applies a Front Facelock, while hooking Rob’s arm around his shoulder, clearly setting up for a Superplex! Jerod attempts to lift Rob, but he takes a punch to the side of his chest in response as Chapman desperately tries to fight his way out of this situation. Jerod is persistent, however, and tries to lift him again, but Chapman lands another quick jab to Barnez’s chest. Refusing to let go of this, Jerod lifts once more and Rob punches him again, but this time Jerod doesn’t stop. He raises Rob up, Suplex-style, and stalls for a moment, almost instinctively as he’s known for showboating his strength with Suplex stalling. It’s as if the arrogant show off is still somewhere inside of Jerod, lurking. Unfortunately for him, this was not a good time to go for the stall. Chapman continues to fight back and he manages to bring his knee down hard on Barnez’s cranium, causing him to loosen his grip and allowing Rob to drop down behind Jerod, landing on the same middle rope that he’s standing, his legs spread just a bit further. Quickly, Chapman applies a Waist Lock to his adversary and he pulls the big guy backwards, off of the middle rope and drops him in the back of his next with a German Suplex that Rob very impressively lands in a bridging pin attempt!
THRE--But Jerod manages to break out of the pin just in time! The audience cheers loudly for the move and, even more-so, for the kick out.
Matt Steel: ”And that’s why I still expect Rob to win. Absolutely beautiful!”
Mark Sanction: ”In a Dark Souls kinda way, yeah. That was ugly, in such a beautiful way. Jerod kicked out, though. He’s staying in this one, but he’s taken a lot of damage by this point.”
Jerod rolls onto his stomach following the kick out, but Rob has no plans of resting. The champion gets to a knee and, somewhat amused at Jerod’s resiliency, but also getting sick of it, he nails the challenger in the back of the head with a few closed fist punches that make those close enough to really see it cringe. Chapman gets back to his feet and stands at the downed Barnez’s head. He begins to pull him up, but quickly applies a Front Facelock. Once he’s got Jerod on his feet, “The War Machine” readies himself to spike the challenger on his head with a DDT, but Barnez pushes him away, breaking free of Rob’s grasp in the process. Hurriedly, Chapman rushes back towards Jerod, but he’s taken off of his feet with a Snap Powerslam! Jerod doesn’t go for a cover following this. He’s got something else in mind right now. “The Descendant of a God” drags Rob’s downed body closer to a corner of the ring and leaves him laid out in front of it. He then turns to the corner itself and climbs onto the middle rope. Barnez takes a moment, while standing on the middle rope, to take a deep breath as he prepares for flight. He looks back, briefly, to make sure Rob is still lying in the same position and then the big man takes flight. He jumps to the top rope and springboards off of it into a back flip, crashing down hard on Chapman with a Double Jump Moonsault! The crowd pops for the big aerial move from the challenger and, for the first time in the match, Jerod goes for the cover!
T--But to Jerod’s surprise, it’s not nearly enough to finish Rob off!
Mark Sanction: ”Rob kicked out! Jerod just showcased some of that amazing athleticism that’s gotten him to where he is, but even two hundred and seventy-nine pounds crushing Rob beneath it wasn’t enough to keep the champion down!”
This would usually be the moment when Jerod would yell at the referee for counting slow or just throw a fit in general because he felt he should’ve won. Not tonight. Tonight, Jerod is more focused than he’s ever been before. His anger felt throughout the last few months was boiling over in the early portion of this match, but he’s finally managing to control it, if not just a little. He knows he needs to win this and he knows he won’t if he kept letting his anger get the best of him. Jerod gets up and moves right onto his next course of action. Unfortunately for Rob, that action begins with Jerod kneeling down in the furthest corner of the ring from him. The fans cheers, knowing exactly what Jerod’s getting ready for.
Mark Sanction: ”Oh no. That Moonsault may not have kept Rob down, but this damn sure might! Is Jerod on the verge of winning back the Supreme Championship?!”
Matt Steel: ”Shit, Rob’s in trouble here.”
Jerod waits in the corner of the ring, stalking his prey like George Zimmerman at the Twin Lakes community. Rob uses the nearby ropes to help aid himself as he gets back to his feet, seemingly unaware that his opponent is ready to tear him in half. As Rob finally stands and turns to Jerod’s direction, the former champion rushes full speed ahead, looking to drill Rob into the canvas with his finishing Gore! Unfortunately for Jerod, Rob’s been in this situation plenty of times before thanks to his father. Chapman swiftly dodges to the side and Jerod goes straight into the corner, cracking his right shoulder into the steel post! Instead of immediately pulling himself out of the corner, Jerod simply lies there, motionless, hanging his upper body by the post.
Mark Sanction: ”Rob moved out of the way just in the nick of time, there! Jerod’s shoulder may be dislocated after that!”
Matt Steel: ”For as big as he is, that’s a lot of speed to pick up, just for you to go crashing into the steel post. I’m surprised the damn post didn’t snap in half from that.”
Rob sees Jerod just hanging over the middle turnbuckle and decides to capitalize on this moment. He steps through the ropes, onto the apron. ”Back in the ring, come on,” insists Jack, but as per usual, he goes ignored. Rob measures the situation from the apron and then takes action. He runs along the apron and drills his opponent in the side of the head with his knee, knocking it into the steel post! The momentum behind Rob’s run almost causes him to fall off of the apron, but he manages to swing around the corner and land on the apron from that side. Jerod, having just had his head crushed between Rob’s knee and an actual post of steel, slumps back into the ring and drops, limp, to the canvas, landing on his side. Rob extends his foot through the middle and bottom ropes just far enough to tap Jerod on the shoulder with it, causing him to slide onto his back. With Barnez in good position for the champion, he begins ascending the ropes from outside of the ring. Upon reaching the top rope, he swings his foot around and perches himself on it with his back to the ring. Much-like Jerod did before his Double Jump Moonsault, Chapman looks back to make sure Barnez is still lying just where he was. Once he’s confirmed this, the Canadian champion shouts for the arena to hear, ”This is a Moonsault!” He leaps into the air, back flipping off of the top turnbuckle with grace, before crashing down on top of Jerod, landing a high angle Moonsault that would make even the best high flyers jealous! Once more, even those who hate Rob can’t help but cheer his talent. Rob immediately follows the Moonsault up with a pin attempt.
THR--Jerod stays in it, getting his shoulder up in time!
Mark Sanction: ”He’s right, that was certainly a Moonsault - a damn good one, at that - but Jerod still won’t be beaten!”
Matt Steel: ”Something’s gotta give, Mark. It doesn’t matter if he has to slay that damn beast, Rob is leaving here tonight with the Supreme Championship.”
Just as Jerod had just set up for the Gore, Rob feels it’s now time for him to call an end of this match. He gets back to his feet and readies himself, waiting next to Jerod for him to stand. ”Let’s end this,” Rob declares, as fans all throughout the arena look on, worried that Jerod may be about to lose.
Mark Sanction: ”Rob’s calling for something here. Are we about to witness a Crown Kick, as stolen by Diamond Jack Sabbath?”
Matt Steel: ”You say stolen, I say tribute. Either way, this is about to end.”
Slowly but surely, Jerod rises back to his feet. Rob, ready to finish this and leave Manhattan with his championship around his waist, shoots his foot into the air, looking to take Jerod out with the Roundhouse Kick he got from Diamond Jack Sabbath; the Crown Kick! Jerod manages to duck underneath Rob’s foot, however, and he jolts across the ring. He rebounds off of the ropes to gain momentum and rushes back towards Rob, looking to try a Gore once more, but this time the champion has the wherewithal to drive his knee up, catching Jerod right in the face as he was about to pounce! This knee strike causes Jerod’s upper body to shoot back up and Chapman quickly transitions behind his challenger, grabbing him in a Waist Lock and bringing him backwards into a German Suplex that spikes Barnez on the back of his head! Surprisingly, Barnez doesn’t stay down. He rolls onto his feet, fighting straight through the pain and he shoots his foot into Rob’s face with a powerful Big Boot that knocks Chapman backwards into the ropes! Rob responds by bouncing back off the ropes and drilling the challenger with the point of his elbow, causing Jerod to stumble a bit, but he doesn’t fall. Instead, he quickly spins into an elbow strike of his own, this time Discus-style, but Rob refuses to drop this time!
The Supreme Champion hits back with a kick to the gut that doubles Barnez over and he hurriedly places Jerod’s arm through his legs, looking to hit what may be his most devastating finisher, the Pumphandle Neckbreaker that is commonly known as the Sunday Crush! Jerod manages to break free of Rob’s grasp, much to his dismay, and he spins around, quickly wrapping his arm around the champion’s neck and driving him head-first into the canvas with a spiking DDT that causes Rob to flip onto his back. Jerod doesn’t let go of the Front Facelock and, instead, he floats backwards, over Rob, and deadlifts him off of the canvas, Suplex-style! While holding Chapman upside down, Jerod backs up just a bit so that the ropes are behind him and then he tilts his opponent, sending him backwards with a Vertical Suplex, but not dropping with him. Rob’s upper back hits the top rope, springing him forward, towards the outside of the ring, but he avoids a painful faceplant to the outside by grabbing the top rope, just in time, to keep himself on the apron. Meanwhile, Jerod darts across the ring. Rob, taking a second to recover from the shock of almost breaking his face, turns around on the apron just in time to see Jerod darting towards him. The challenger leaps through the top and middle ropes, wrapping his arms around Rob’s mid-section in the process and driving him straight off the apron and to the floor below with a massive Gore that sends both men out of the ring! Many audience members jump out of their seats with cheers. Jack doesn’t immediately start his ten count, worried about whether those two are alright.
Mark Sanction: ”Oh shit, a Gore through the ropes!”
Matt Steel: ”Okay, shit, this isn’t good.”
Mark Sanction: ”Jerod’s staying in this one in a big way! When you mix that kind of power and agility, you have a very dangerous weapon and we just saw what that combination can do first hand!”
The two competitors are down for a bit, having endured tremendous damage in this match. Jack has no choice but to start his count. The fans are still cheering from the Gore, but now many of them are trying to simply will these two up so the match doesn’t end in a count out. While they’re dead still for the first few counts, at four Jerod begins to stir, with Rob following not much later. The two warriors use anything they can - ring apron, barricade, steps - to pull themselves back up to their feet. Jerod’s up first, at a count of seven, and he wastes no time upon standing. He grabs Rob by the back of his head, as he was nearly to his feet by the ring, and pushes him straight in. As the official counts nine, Jerod slides in after Rob and prevents the count out finish. Inside the ring, Rob is on a knee, getting back to his feet. Barnez, however, is ready to win. He runs to the ropes and ricochets off of them for momentum, as he did before. As he rebounds, Rob makes it to his feet, but he sees Jerod coming and the champion leap frogs straight over Jerod’s attempt at another Gore! Barnez stops himself mid-run and turns around, but he turns straight into a Crown Kick from Rob! Much to Rob’s - and anyone watching’s - surprise, Barnez stays standing!
Mark Sanction: ”Crown Kick! Rob landed the Crown Kick out of Goddamn nowhere, but Jerod’s still standing!”
Matt Steel: ”How the hell is he still up?!”
It’s clear that Jerod’s mind isn’t on Rob right now. Anyone can easily see that in his eyes. The Crown Kick that should have, by all rights, ended the match didn’t even knock him down, but his lights are out. In what is really just a few mere seconds, it feels like an eternity for Jerod, who feels as much pain as he’s ever felt before, but he refuses to drop. All he can think about right now is his father. He feels as though he needs this win because, if he loses, Rob gets away with what he and ELITE did to his father. He knows if he succumbs to the pain and drops, Rob will pin him and everything he’s felt for the past three months plus will have just led to what Chapman wanted all along. He needs this. He can’t lose now, but there’s only so much a body can take. Rob, at first surprised by Jerod’s will, knows that as well as he does. The champion swings his leg once more, cracking Jerod in the side of the head with a second Crown Kick, this one forcing Jerod down to a knee, but he still doesn’t fall completely! His face and body are shaking from the pain, but he’s not dropping!
Mark Sanction: ”A second Crown Kick! Jerod dropped to a knee, but he’s not down yet! He just refuses to go down!”
Matt Steel: ”Just drop, Jerod! For God’s sake, just go down!”
Rob, hardly able to believe what he’s seeing, gains a look of pure concentration on his face. He takes a few steps back, dead-set on finally putting Jerod away. As Jerod stays there, on his knee, seemingly fading in and out of consciousness, he’s helpless to do anything as Rob bursts forward and, with a loud scream, ”BOOM!” the champion drills Jerod in the face with his finishing Yakuza Kick, finally managing to drop him onto his back. Rob shouts with as much intensity as he can, ”HEADSHOOOT!” and then he simply collapses on top of Jerod, covering him to finally finish his match.
THRE--But at the last possible moment, as close as any pin count could be, Jerod gets his shoulder up with as much energy as he could muster! The audience bursts into cheers!
Mark Santion: ”Oh my God, he kicked out! Two Crown Kicks AND a Headshot couldn’t keep Jerod down!”
Matt Steel: ”What the fuck IS this guy?!”
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