Invasion fades back to the ring as the bell rings to signify a new match and the theme of a familiar man plays.
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The Hardcore Champion appears from the back, fired and up ready to defend his title in a Last Man Standing Hardcore match, despite the brutality of the match and the odds against him in who he's facing. But then again, why should he be worried? He's faced this man before. Sheamus reaches the ring and takes off his Celtic Cross necklace and drops it in the corner below the turnbuckle as the crowd are cheering him on. He displays his title once more for the fans before he hands the title to the referee and we await the challenger.
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The new and perhaps improved John Cena appears from behind the curtain, and like Sheamus is fired up as always. The crowd mainly boo him, but you can tell there are a few cheers in there from the hardcore Cena fans. He smirks as he looks like he's going to throw his cap, but simply drops it on the floor and shrugs as the crowd boo him for it. He gets into the ring and takes off his shirt and drops it. He kisses his dogtag and hands it to the referee who nods his head. He presents the title up above his head as the bell rings three times and the match begins!
Cena and Sheamus circle in the ring and lock up in the middle, before Sheamus slyly knees Cena in the midsection, clubs him in the back and throws him through the middle rope, so soon. Sheamus follows him to the outside and kicks him in the abdomen as he tries to get up. Sheamus pulls up the ring skirt and reaches in and retrieves a menacing looking steel chair. As he turns around to use it on Cena though, Cena ducks to his knees and low blows Sheamus, Sheamus drops the chair to the side, and Cena suddenly scoops him up onto his Shoulders and AA’s him onto the ring barricade!
JR: Oh my gawd! Did you see that Booker? So early in the match and Cena hits the Attitude Adjustor.
Booker: Gone’ have to correct you there, JR, it’s an Attitude ADJUSTMENT. But there’s mah dawg, John Cena showin’ why he’s one of the best.
Sheamus never actually falls to the floor as he stays almost impaled on the barricade separating the ring from the fans. Cena gets a weird look in his eye as he takes the chair and unfolds it, into a sitting position below Sheamus. He wraps his arm around his neck, and signals for a reverse DDT onto the sitting chair. Cena roars out to the crowd but takes too much time as Sheamus slides off and is on the other side of the chair, he kicks Cena in the gut and quickly hits him with a snap DDT of his own that plants Cena headfirst right onto the chair seat, which snaps off! Sheamus gets to his feet quickly as the referee counts on Cena.
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Cena stands up. The Referee has gotten to 4 pretty soon in the match up already, and Sheamus is not happy that it wasn’t a double digit, so as Cena stands up he smashes him into the ring post at ringside and leaves him doubled over on the steel steps. Sheamus gets up onto the second step, and lifts his heavy arms, bringing them down looking for an axe handle, but Cena quickly jerks his head back and Sheamus’ arms land painfully on the edge of the top step. Cena is quick to capitalise as he picks up the separated chair seat and brings it down on Sheamus’ forearms, as the Celtic Warrior rolls off the steps and writhes in pain on the floor. He sits up, tending to his arms as Cena smiles on.
JR: What a sickening thud onto Sheamus’ arms with that separated chairseat, I haven’t seen anything like that.
Booker T: JR, I gotta agree witchu’, I think we’re gonna see some things tonight we never even dreamed of, dawg.
Sheamus gets to his feet, using the announce table to support himself, as Cena comes over and smacks his head off it. Cena tears off the covering and rips out the monitor and wires of the Spanish announce table, but as he turns around Sheamus has gotten another chair from under the ring and smacks him in the head with it! Cena stumbles to the side and falls to one knee as Sheamus notices a stray wire from the table. He licks his chops and grabs the wire, before wrapping it around the steel chair he has in his hand. With the wire firmly attached, he turns to the stunned Cena who has his back to him.
Sheamus suddenly runs forward and smacks the Wire-wrapped chair right into Cena’s back. Cena yowls out in pain and tries to crawl forward away, but Sheamus relentlessly continues the assault, battering Cena’s back with the wire-wrapped chair until Cena falls flat down. You can see some blood trickle from wounds on Cena’s back as Sheamus beats his chest and yells out at the crowd, who cheer in return. The referee begins his count to a ten as Cena is down.
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Cena gets to his feet and Sheamus is dumbfounded, he is positive that Cena should’ve stayed down. To him, it’s no matter as he now smacks Cena in the back again with the chair and Cena once again yells out and leans against the ring apron, facing towards Sheamus. Sheamus smiles and runs at Cena, but he kicks him in the gut and quickly hooks him up for a Fisherman’s Suplex, which he lands on the nearby steel steps! Sheamus is motionless on the steps, as Cena raises his hands and makes his Word Life signal with one hand and the “OK” with the other and screams out at the crowd, who boo him in return. Cena shakes his head and says something about Cleveland’s football team as the referee is counting on Sheamus.
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Sheamus stands up holding his back in pain. Cena walks over smiling and says. “Shoulda stayed down.” He lands a few closed fists to Sheamus’ head as Sheamus stumbled back and rolled into the ring to avoid Cena. John follows him, as Sheamus has gathered some space and charges at Cena with an axe handle as he gets in, but Cena is wise to it as he drops Sheamus with a drop toe hold, and quickly locks in the STF-U!
JR: Bah Gawd! The STF-U! This match is a blockbuster, if you take the opinion of my good self!
Booker T: I don’t see what anyone could say about it JR, look at that right there!
Sheamus screams out in pain as he’s trapped in the STF-U, as the crowd boo Cena, at least the majority. Sheamus crawls and in a futile attempt, reaches the ropes, but Cena doesn’t have to release the hold. Sheamus realises he can’t afford to pass out from the pain, so his hands scramble around looking for something to use, and he grabs his Celtic Cross necklace that he left in the corner earlier, and without hesitation, jabs it right at Cena’s face. Cena holds his forehead and rolls off of Sheamus, his face on the mat. Sheamus is lying, severely damaged on the canvas as Cena lays there face down. The referee begins to count out both of them.
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Sheamus stands up.
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Cena gets up, but the camera can now clearly make out that the leader of the Chain Gang is a bloody mess, as it drips from his forehead down onto the canvas and after a few seconds, he is wearing the proverbial crimson mask. The Great White smells blood in water as he pushes Cena over onto his back and starts landing unprotected to the wound on the forehead of Cena. Sheamus’ hand is soon stained with the blood of Cena, as Sheamus rolls out of the ring and once again, pulls up the ring skirt and finds a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. Cena has rolled out of the ring, holding onto the ring apron, and starts back away from Sheamus towards the corner of the ring barrier.
JR: Oh my god….that baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, if Sheamus were to use that there’s no telling what it would do to Cena’s face.
Booker T: It’d grate it like cheese, JR!
Sheamus roars out and comes running at Cena with it held high over his head, but Cena reacts too quickly and kicks him right in the testicles. Sheamus doubles over in pain holding his cajones, as Cena, using all the strength he can muster, sticks Sheamus inbetween his legs, and picks him up for a powerbomb. But instead of hitting him onto the concrete, Cena runs right towards the ring barricade, and using all of his strength, powerbombs Sheamus through it. Various fans and security dive out of the way, as the majority of the crowd ohhhh. The referee looks shocked as he counts them out regardless.
JR: BAH GAWD! Did you seek that Booker?! A powerbomb through the barricade!
Booker T: Dawg, what did I tell ya? This one is gone be off the chain!
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Sheamus stands up. Cena is leaning against the barricade, his blood now staining the concrete, as he tries to get away from Sheamus. The Celtic Warrior follows him and clubs him in the back where the wounds there are still opening up. Sheamus, unharmed in comparison to Cena, beats his chest and spreads his arms for the crowd. But what he doesn’t notice when Cena is on one knee is he detaches the belt buckle from his belt, and as Sheamus approaches, he turns around and clocks him right in the face with it! Sheamus stumbles back holding his face, as Cena continues up the aisle towards the stage, where a large model of a tank is to fit the name “Invasion”. A spotlight shines on the tank from the side, just off the stage.
JR: Cena, wisely hitting Sheamus with that belt buckle. If we can get a shot of Sheamus’ face..
Booker T: Oh man, dawg, looks like the human jar of mayonnaise is now a ketchup surprise.
JR looks at Booker weirdly as we get a shot of Sheamus’ face, and he is indeed bleeding from his head. Sheamus holds his head in pain before he follows Cena up the ramp onto the stage. Cena is leaning against the model Tank, his blood dripping onto the camo paint turning it red. Sheamus readies himself, and dives at Cena as he turns around looking for a Brogue Kick, but Cena ducks, and as Sheamus turns around he runs at him, but Sheamus sidesteps him and smacks Cena’s face right into the gun barrel of the tank! The barrel moves slightly as Sheamus falls over onto his back. The ref counts him out.
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Cena decides that he hasn’t hurt Sheamus enough to be content, and he picks him up to his feet and smacks him off the side of the tank, stunning the Celtic Warrior. Sheamus stumbles back to the end of the stage, and has the werewithall to jump down from it and land on his feet, as Cena shakes his head, and the crowd are booing. Sheamus falls to the one knee as Cena comes over and DDT’s him to the floor. Cena once again picks up Sheamus, but this time onto his shoulders. Cena has Sheamus in position, and looks over at the electrical equipment at the back of the arena. He points to it with his index finger, and the crowds’ boos intensify as he strolls towards it with Sheamus on his shoulders.
JR: Oh god no…what is Cena thinking? Oh my god, no, you can’t do that!
Booker T: Cena has to go to all new lengths to put down Sheamus!
Cena gets close to the barrier blocking the electrical equipment from him, and smiles before getting at the right angle to throw Sheamus. Before he can, though, Sheamus quickly lands a barrage of side elbows to his temple, Sheamus leaps off and hits him with a Brogue Kick! Cena falls against the barrier, but doesn’t go through it as Sheamus looks to change that. Quick as he can, Sheamus hoists Cena up onto his shoulders for the High Cross, and lets out a primal roar as he runs towards the barrier! Sheamus falls forward onto his stomach as he tosses Cena into the electrical equipment! The referee counts!
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Your winner at 29:34, and STILL Hardcore Champion: SHEAMUS!
JR: My god, Booker, what a contest. But at the end the durability and resilience of Sheamus shines through.
Booker T: And we ain't even finished, JR!
