*We come back from the commercial break to see William McCoy and Lord Fireshock locking up before Fireshock manages to grab him, setting the Gentleman up for a German suplex*
Tony Eckert: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! If you’re just now tuning in, you’ve missed a heck of a battle. Both of these teams have taken a beating, and they don’t appear to be slowing down now as Fireshock looks for a suplex on the resident gentleman.
*Not a moment after Tony finishes his sentence; the ring shakes furiously as Fireshock follows through on the move, causing McCoy to yell in anguish. Fireshock then points down at William and yells at Luis from across the ring*
Lord Fireshock: This is the best partner Jet could give you huh?
*He laughs and bends over to pick the downed McCoy up*
Jake Lott: And Fireshock, adding insult to-
Bryce Frisco: What does he think he’s doing yelling at Luis like that? Luis will make him swallow his teeth … even if he’s right about his partner.
*As Fireshock picks the man up, William begins to hit him with a few furious punches to the body causing the rich heel to back off. McCoy then grabs him from the back and hits a backbreaker, causing his opponent to fall to the mat. A swift flurry of mounted punches follows, but before the final one can hit Fireshock, he connects with a mean head-butt sending William reeling off him*
Jake Lott: And the assault from William McCoy is put to a halt as Fireshock literally uses his head.
*Fireshock makes his way to his feet and introduces an elbow to William’s face, forcing him to lean on the ropes for support. The rich man proceeds to throw him across to the other set of ropes for a bigger move. Before Fireshock grabs him, McCoy grabs hold of the heel’s left arm and slides between his legs*
Tony Eckert: And thinking on his feet, McCoy turns his situation around!
*William hauls the man up for a Pump handle side slam, causing the fans to pop loudly and Fireshock to yell out in pain*
Jake Lott: The Gentleman Drop! This could be the opening Luis and William need!
Bryce Frisco: So he’s got a few moves. I could do it better, but I guess I’m glad he used it on these Syndicate punks when he did.
*William stands up and begins to twirl his mustache before dragging Fireshock up on his feet*
Tony Eckert: I think he’s looking for the Death Blossom guys. This could be it.
*William begins his kick to the gut but stops before he can make contact as he sees Luis Alvarado extend his hand to be tagged in. A smirk on his face. William looks at the opposing Tyson Storm who has the most pissed of expression he’s ever seen. Now knowing Luis’ plan, he drags Fireshock over to their corner. The moment of hesitation to look at Tyson was more than enough for Fireshock to gain his senses back. The self-titled “Lord” slips out of William’s grasp and throws his face hard on the turnbuckle, causing crimson to flow above William’s right eye and onto the turnbuckle itself. Fireshock then quickly makes his way over to his corner where Tyson has his hand out. Luis, with seemingly superhuman speed, tags himself in by tapping William’s shoulder and almost catches Fireshock as he makes a leaping tag*
Jake Lott: And the quick thinking of Fireshock causes the Syndicate to stay alive and William to be blinded.
Bryce Frisco: Get him, Luis. Show this wannabe Tyson Storm what an Ignition superstar is supposed to look like!
*As the former legal men roll out and off of the ring, the two powerhouses begin to face off for supremacy*
Tony Eckert: You have to wonder guys, being this late in the match, who is gonna prove to be more dominate? I mean both of these men thus far have proven to be somewhat equal.
*At this point Tyson and Luis have hit a variety of devastating punches and kicks on each other*
Bryce Frisco: It’s obviously going to be Luis who’s going to finish this punk. As I said when this match started, Tyson doesn’t stand a chance!
*With that last word, Luis hits a massive power slam on Tyson, giving the champ a moment to catch his breath. He looks around to see the fans all on their feet cheering for him. Luis leans over and begins to pick up Tyson, but is only met with a hard right hand to his jaw. With an opening, Storm rises to his feet and unleashes a flurry of punches and kicks before hitting the Rocker Dropper. The crowd goes silent*
Jake Lott: Rocker Dropper! It may be all over!
*Tyson covers the seemingly unconscious Luis as the ref begins the count*
Referee: ONE! … TWO! … TH- …
*Luis lifts his shoulder up at the very last second causing the fans to erupt into “This is awesome!” chants and cheers. The shocked Tyson Storm scoots backwards into the northeast corner, running his hands over his face in disbelief*
Bryce Frisco: Oh thank God! I mean … I knew that wouldn’t put down Luis, he’s nowhere close to being done!
*In an angry fit, Tyson rushes over and picks up Luis, setting up for one more Rocker Dropper, but he gets countered into a huge slam that sends an echo through the arena. Feeling a surge of adrenaline Luis begins to head towards his corner (William is being attended to by Medical Personnel) and starts to rev up for his single leg high knee. The rowdy fans begin to cheer loudly as Tyson makes it to his feet, unaware of what lies ahead for him*
Jake Lott: The single knee that made Luis a champ could put down Tyson for good here!
Tony Eckert: This is bad news for the Syndicate.
*With a mad dash, Luis sprints towards Tyson, but gets caught with a well-placed and swift raised knee to the manhood regions. Sent by Tyson with love. The leader of the Syndicate rolls out of the ring in the very same motion, and the ref assumes it was a regular knee as he begins to count for a count out, causing the fans to boo him. Tyson then joins Fireshock by the barricade*
Bryce Frisco: Did you see that? He low blowed him! REF! REF!
Jake Lott: The ref didn’t see it. It’s legal Bryce.
Bryce Frisco: The *censored* it is! Look at the smug look on his face! The *censored*
*The ref's count continues as Tyson and Fireshock hop the barricade and make their way through the crowd, towards an exit. Flipping the bird and laughing as they do so*
Bryce Frisco: Cowards! Both of you!
*The ref finishes the ten count as Luis leans in a corner, nursing his injury, and the half stitched William leans on the apron by their corner. Anger on both their faces. The ref has the bell rung, announcing Luis and William the victors of the match*
Bryce Frisco: The Syndicate won’t get away with this.
Jake Lott: No they won’t, but they don’t care Bryce. They sent their message.
*The screen shows Tyson and Fireshock at the top of the stands, still laughing as the camera fades out to a commercial. Ending the match*
Mentions: @Hybrid @Fireshock @Frosty @Finniis @Jet Starr
Tony Eckert: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! If you’re just now tuning in, you’ve missed a heck of a battle. Both of these teams have taken a beating, and they don’t appear to be slowing down now as Fireshock looks for a suplex on the resident gentleman.
*Not a moment after Tony finishes his sentence; the ring shakes furiously as Fireshock follows through on the move, causing McCoy to yell in anguish. Fireshock then points down at William and yells at Luis from across the ring*
Lord Fireshock: This is the best partner Jet could give you huh?
*He laughs and bends over to pick the downed McCoy up*
Jake Lott: And Fireshock, adding insult to-
Bryce Frisco: What does he think he’s doing yelling at Luis like that? Luis will make him swallow his teeth … even if he’s right about his partner.
*As Fireshock picks the man up, William begins to hit him with a few furious punches to the body causing the rich heel to back off. McCoy then grabs him from the back and hits a backbreaker, causing his opponent to fall to the mat. A swift flurry of mounted punches follows, but before the final one can hit Fireshock, he connects with a mean head-butt sending William reeling off him*
Jake Lott: And the assault from William McCoy is put to a halt as Fireshock literally uses his head.
*Fireshock makes his way to his feet and introduces an elbow to William’s face, forcing him to lean on the ropes for support. The rich man proceeds to throw him across to the other set of ropes for a bigger move. Before Fireshock grabs him, McCoy grabs hold of the heel’s left arm and slides between his legs*
Tony Eckert: And thinking on his feet, McCoy turns his situation around!
*William hauls the man up for a Pump handle side slam, causing the fans to pop loudly and Fireshock to yell out in pain*
Jake Lott: The Gentleman Drop! This could be the opening Luis and William need!
Bryce Frisco: So he’s got a few moves. I could do it better, but I guess I’m glad he used it on these Syndicate punks when he did.
*William stands up and begins to twirl his mustache before dragging Fireshock up on his feet*
Tony Eckert: I think he’s looking for the Death Blossom guys. This could be it.
*William begins his kick to the gut but stops before he can make contact as he sees Luis Alvarado extend his hand to be tagged in. A smirk on his face. William looks at the opposing Tyson Storm who has the most pissed of expression he’s ever seen. Now knowing Luis’ plan, he drags Fireshock over to their corner. The moment of hesitation to look at Tyson was more than enough for Fireshock to gain his senses back. The self-titled “Lord” slips out of William’s grasp and throws his face hard on the turnbuckle, causing crimson to flow above William’s right eye and onto the turnbuckle itself. Fireshock then quickly makes his way over to his corner where Tyson has his hand out. Luis, with seemingly superhuman speed, tags himself in by tapping William’s shoulder and almost catches Fireshock as he makes a leaping tag*
Jake Lott: And the quick thinking of Fireshock causes the Syndicate to stay alive and William to be blinded.
Bryce Frisco: Get him, Luis. Show this wannabe Tyson Storm what an Ignition superstar is supposed to look like!
*As the former legal men roll out and off of the ring, the two powerhouses begin to face off for supremacy*
Tony Eckert: You have to wonder guys, being this late in the match, who is gonna prove to be more dominate? I mean both of these men thus far have proven to be somewhat equal.
*At this point Tyson and Luis have hit a variety of devastating punches and kicks on each other*
Bryce Frisco: It’s obviously going to be Luis who’s going to finish this punk. As I said when this match started, Tyson doesn’t stand a chance!
*With that last word, Luis hits a massive power slam on Tyson, giving the champ a moment to catch his breath. He looks around to see the fans all on their feet cheering for him. Luis leans over and begins to pick up Tyson, but is only met with a hard right hand to his jaw. With an opening, Storm rises to his feet and unleashes a flurry of punches and kicks before hitting the Rocker Dropper. The crowd goes silent*
Jake Lott: Rocker Dropper! It may be all over!
*Tyson covers the seemingly unconscious Luis as the ref begins the count*
Referee: ONE! … TWO! … TH- …
*Luis lifts his shoulder up at the very last second causing the fans to erupt into “This is awesome!” chants and cheers. The shocked Tyson Storm scoots backwards into the northeast corner, running his hands over his face in disbelief*
Bryce Frisco: Oh thank God! I mean … I knew that wouldn’t put down Luis, he’s nowhere close to being done!
*In an angry fit, Tyson rushes over and picks up Luis, setting up for one more Rocker Dropper, but he gets countered into a huge slam that sends an echo through the arena. Feeling a surge of adrenaline Luis begins to head towards his corner (William is being attended to by Medical Personnel) and starts to rev up for his single leg high knee. The rowdy fans begin to cheer loudly as Tyson makes it to his feet, unaware of what lies ahead for him*
Jake Lott: The single knee that made Luis a champ could put down Tyson for good here!
Tony Eckert: This is bad news for the Syndicate.
*With a mad dash, Luis sprints towards Tyson, but gets caught with a well-placed and swift raised knee to the manhood regions. Sent by Tyson with love. The leader of the Syndicate rolls out of the ring in the very same motion, and the ref assumes it was a regular knee as he begins to count for a count out, causing the fans to boo him. Tyson then joins Fireshock by the barricade*
Bryce Frisco: Did you see that? He low blowed him! REF! REF!
Jake Lott: The ref didn’t see it. It’s legal Bryce.
Bryce Frisco: The *censored* it is! Look at the smug look on his face! The *censored*
*The ref's count continues as Tyson and Fireshock hop the barricade and make their way through the crowd, towards an exit. Flipping the bird and laughing as they do so*
Bryce Frisco: Cowards! Both of you!
*The ref finishes the ten count as Luis leans in a corner, nursing his injury, and the half stitched William leans on the apron by their corner. Anger on both their faces. The ref has the bell rung, announcing Luis and William the victors of the match*
Bryce Frisco: The Syndicate won’t get away with this.
Jake Lott: No they won’t, but they don’t care Bryce. They sent their message.
*The screen shows Tyson and Fireshock at the top of the stands, still laughing as the camera fades out to a commercial. Ending the match*
Mentions: @Hybrid @Fireshock @Frosty @Finniis @Jet Starr
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