"HERE'S YOUR WINNER... AND... NEEEEEEEW Intercontinental Champion... GOLDEN DRAGON!"
*All 3 men are sweating and seem completely drained, Diamond is leaning up against the barricade panting heavily whilst Neilson is slumped down in the corner, holding his jaw after getting hit by the Running Knee Lift. Will attempts to get back to his fee but falls, holding his left leg that was targeted throughout the match, he tries again but falls. Golden notices this and jumps down from the ladder, Will looks up at him with a blank expression as Dragon extends his hand out. The crowd are chanting 'Yes!' as Neilson accepts it and pats Dragon on the shoulder before raising his arm and the crowd cheer loudly. Will lets Dragon celebrate and appears to get out of the ring, but his expression suddenly changes and he snaps, low blowing Golden Dragon to a mass amount of boos and swear dripping off of his forehead. Neilson pushes the standing ladder over and grabs a nearby chair and wraps it around Dragon's arm and gets into a Hammerlock Armbreaker position, Will attempts to snap back but can't as he is completely drained of energy. He goes for it again but then...*
"Stop this nonsense right now!"
*The General Manager of Precision, Reginald walks out from behind the curtain with a mic in his hand.*
"Will! I warn you don't do this! There will be serious consequences if you do! You lost fair and square so..."
"SHUT UP!"
*Will is very annoyed as Reginald has come out to try and stop him putting Dragon out on the sidelines, the rage is clear on his face as he stares down Reginald who is positioned at the top of the ramp.*
"Mr. GM... I know you're a busy man so I'm going to make this quick, if you give me what I want... I'll let him go."
"... I... Fine! What do you want?"
"Isn't it clear! I want a rematch for my Intercontinental Championship at Bad Blood! With Puff.. *stomps on the back of Golden* and HIM! *points at Joseph Diamond who is still leaning against the barricade* I want a street fight, so I can beat both of them down and take my title back that I was never pinned nor submitted for!"
"You see it doesn't work like that... *at this point Will bends back slightly and Reginald puts his hand up* I have no choice, I cannot stop this without agreeing to your demands, and we deserve a champion like Golden Dragon... so you've got it. It's official, at Bad Blood we will have the rematch between Golden Dragon, Will Neilson and Joseph Diamond for the Intercontinental Championship.. in a Street Fight! Now please... let him go."
"Reg.. Reg.. Reg... this bitch stole my title. I'm not letting him get away."
*Will goes to snap back the arm but Joseph Diamond rushes the ring and delivers multiple forearms to the face of Will Neilson, before delivering an Unbreakable Facebreaker, sending Will outside of the ring. Joey helps Dragon out of the chair and picks the chair up in his right hand, he shouts something unaudible at Will before looking at Dragon and nodding, passing him the Intercontinental Championship. It seems Golden can finally celebrate his win, but then Diamond hits him in the head with a direct chair shot, stunning the crowd. Joseph laughs and picks up the Intercontinental Championship and slings it over his shoulder, before getting out of the ring and walking up the ramp and backstage, shoulder barging Reginald on his way out.*
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