It was only one week ago that we witnessed a historic event in Revolution Wars, with a lot of turns and twists, such as Dominik Diveraz winning the Intercontinental Title and the returns of E.G. Deal and Greg Samuel. After the great event, multiple new wrestlers have been signed by XWA management, including Southern Wayne, Harvest and even a mysterious figure with nothing known about him but “Coming Endure 2013”. Now at Vendetta #55, and with an action-packed card, we reach the end of Southern Wayne’s debut promo, who happens to be in a tournament match right now against E.G. Deal, who quickly makes his entrance and enters the ring. Once the referee stops checking the two gladiators, he rings the bell, setting both men into action.
Ding, ding, ding!
Right at the final bell ring, Wayne doesn’t waste any time, instantly charging at E.G. and clubbing him with multiple Forearms, Jabs, Kicks and Elbows, varying between his head, his back and his torso as he quickly tries to drag down the big man. “Cowboy” now starts focusing on Deal’s back, hailing down on it with repetitive Forearm Shots with a yell following each one. After finally forcing E.G. to a bent-down position, Southern Wayne then takes a few steps back to set up the following move, before running full-speed at “The Destiny Holder” and brutally striking him in the cranium with a Running Knee Strike!
Ted Cedar: “What a brutal start to the match and the debutant Southern Wayne seems to have taken the advantage over the experienced E.G. Deal.”
Adam Dennis: “Well for a weird name like this, the guy showed he can handle himself in the ring. But let’s remember we’re still at the beginning of the match and anything can happen.”
“The Mystery from the South” hastily and viciously continues the assault, targeting Deal’s sternum and chest area with hard stomps before grasping him from the head and pulling him to a vertical base. Wayne proceeds to hold Deal’s right arm, throwing him towards the ropes and immediately standing in a proper position to anticipate the return, before hoisting Deal in a Fireman’s Carry and swiftly crashing him back-first with a fierce Samoan Drop, the extra weight of Wayne making it more rough!
Ted Cedar: “Wayne is just toying with E.G. now. Is this the man we saw at Rev Wars?”
Adam Dennis: “Well you gotta calculate the differences between Rellim and Southern Wayne. The former is much lighter and much weaker than E.G. Deal, while Wayne is only a few inches fewer and only 17 pounds lighter.”
Wayne instantly lays his body on the mat while pushing Deal’s chest in with his elbow, looking for a pinfall.
One…
T-Kick-out!
“Cowboy”, being the angry prone tough man he is, strongly pounds the mat in frustration, trying to pick up the upset so quickly as he picks up E.G. again. Wayne tries to kick him in the gut but “The Destiny Holder” stealthily counters, grabbing Wayne’s leg in perfect timing before using it to spin him around and brutally Clotheslining him! The Southern superstar crashes into the canvas roughly, favoring his chest and neck area but E.G. doesn’t give him any time to regroup, crushing him further into the mat with a perfectly-aimed Elbow Drop! Wayne lets out a slight scream of agony, but also a scream showing that E.G. Deal has finally taken control of the match.
Adam Dennis: “And it seems as E.G. pulled himself together, and took advantage of a mindless Southern Wayne to gain control of the match.”
“The Golden Eagle” hastily clutches his opponent’s wrist, using it to pull Wayne to a perpendicular base before Irish Whipping him towards the ropes. Wayne ricochets accordingly, anticipating an incoming Clothesline and reversing it by ducking under Deal’s colossal arm and continuing his vault towards the opposite ropes. “Cowboy” rebounds again, this time on his way E.G. forces him to a Bear Hug position, before swiftly and forcefully sending him soaring him through the air, taking a long-distanced flight before crashing down right into reality with a pugnacious Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex, titled by him “To the Abyss”! Wayne holds his back and yells out in severe pain, writhing around and flip-flopping between his stomach and back.
Ted Cedar: “That was exceptionally brutal! I can’t imagine the pain Wayne is feeling right now.”
Adam Dennis: “Well if he wants to go far in this company he has to suck it up”
“The Real Deal” heads towards the lying redneck, who has settled besides the ropes, and obliviously goes for a pin attempt.
One…
Two…
T-ROPE-BREAK!
Wayne reaches his arm to the bottom rope and hangs into it like a life-savior, forcing E.G. to break the pin attempt, and seemingly become upset about it. The Egyptian superstar screams inaudible things at the ref. The argument continues on, with E.G. trying to prove that he got the three and the official denying him. Eventually, after being let too much time to recuperate, “Cowboy” hastily gets to a footed base, before dashing towards the unseeing E.G. and leaping up, clutching his shoulders and nailing right in the backbone with his signature Backcracker, nicknamed the “Texan Stake”!
Ted Cedar: “Well Southern Wayne is not known to be the smartest person but he moved in for the kill like a fox indeed.”
E.G. tries to stand up, but the temporary paralysis in his back is preventing him from doing so, until he begins roiling towards the nearest row of ropes. However, the man billed from the south stops him dead in his tracks, flipping him to his back and hooking his leg for a pin attempt, thinking it’s all done here.
One…
Two…
Th-KICK-OUT
Ted Cedar: “E.G raises his shoulder at the nick of time!”
Adam Dennis: “And I think Wayne is pissed off.”
Cowboy’s angriness becomes visible now as he pounds the mat three times in complete desperation, before looking for a pin again on Deal but it’s another two count. Wayne screams a loud scream from rage, before making his way out of the ring and towards the timekeeper as he snatches a…beer can from the table the bell is placed on. Wayne opens the can and foolishly pours it into his mouth, to relieve anger and stress, Stone Cold style.
Ted Cedar: “Is he…Is he seriously drinking beer mid-match?”
Adam Dennis: “He’s sticking to his redneck roots if you know what I mean.”
Southern Wayne continues chugging down the beer, with his back facing the ring as E.G. begins to stir around, grabbing onto the middle rope for help. E.G., now to a standing base, gazes at Wayne for a bit, before chuckling to himself, proceeding to run devilishly towards the opposite ropes, and rebounding dangerously with a “I BELIEVE I CAN FLY” chant. Just as Wayne hears that sentence, he nervously turns around, but the next thing he sees are stars as he meets a 310 pounds body crashing into him with a spectacular Over-the-top-rope Suicide Dive! Both men bump horribly with the announce table as the more hardcore fans break into a well-deserved “Holy shit!” chant-chain.
Ted Cedar: “Oh my lord!”
Adam Dennis: “Well if Southern Wayne can pull a Stone Cold Steve Austin, E.G. Deal can most certainly pull an Undertaker.”
The referee starts the 10 count.
“One…”
Both men start breathing heavily while lying on the ground.
“Two…”
Being the one who took less damage, E.G. Deal starts gathering about, trying to return to a vertical base.
“Three…”
“The Destiny Holder” places his hand on the announce table, using it for help to stand up.
“Four…”
Wayne starts stirring around as E.G. Deal gets to his knees.
“Five…”
Deal slowly makes his way towards the ring as “The Mystery from the South” crawls en route to the ring post.
“Six…”
The Egyptian native slithers into the ring, as the newcomer beings climbing the apron and the turnbuckles.
“Seven…”
Deal gets to a footed base and starts breathing heavily and regrouping as his cowboy opposition adjusts his footing on the top rope.
“Eight…”
Wayne screams “I believe I can fly too!” in his southern accent before leaping off of the top turnbuckle, shaping his body horizontally and viciously crashing into Deal’s sternum with a Flying Crossbody attempt, but Deal intercepts him! “The Real Deal” tightly clutches Wayne as the Southern superstar flails about, trying to slip from under E.G.’s clutches but it’s to no avail as Deal proceeds to spin him out, slamming him viciously to the floor with an earth-quaking Black Hole Slam!
Adam Dennis: “That’s how you see it. That’s how you see that E.G. Deal defies brutality and pure violence.”
Ted Cedar: “Well it seems E.G. Deal has completely overpowered the poor Wayne.”
“Cowboy” stays down in the middle of the ring. Unmoving, unconscious, sweaty, tired, destroyed by the pure tower of strength that is E.G. Deal. The former RSD Champion slowly crawls towards the prone, defeated body of his opposition, resting his hand across Wayne’s chest.
“One…”
Adam Dennis: “E.G. Deal got it.”
“Two…”
“Thre-KICK-OUT!”
Ted Cedar: “How the hell did Wayne kick out of that?”
Adam Dennis: “It’s a question of how much more he can withstand. I assume it isn’t long, but he has amazing stamina for his experience.”
Deal shouts at the ref, he yells at him, with things like “Did you skip math classes when you were a kid?” as rage flows in him. “The Destiny Holder” turns his head, staring at the fallen Wayne for a bit before making his way, albeit slowly, towards the north-western corner, ducking down and shrugging South with a stand up signal, yelling “Get up you son of a bitch!”. Wayne begins writhing in the direction of the nearest ropes. “Cowboy” gets a grip on the middle rope, quickly getting to a kneeled base before pulling himself up as Deal becomes more raging and more momentum-full. The rookie finally rotates, not having a clue about what’s awaiting him, before being surprised by a charging E.G. Deal who violently brings Wayne down with an amazing Spear finisher, called by him the “Red, White and Blue”!
Ted Cedar: “That’s it. That must be it!”
“The Destiny Holder” falls on Wayne, completely confident that he finally won the match.
“One…”
“Two…”
“Three-KICK. OUT!”
Adam Dennis: “What the actual fuck?”
Ted Cedar: “I’m lost for words, Adam. This Southern Wayne is giving E.G. Deal the fight of his life in his debut!”
This is phenomenal. No one can believe what has just transpired. No one at all can believe that Southern Wayne kicked out of E.G. Deal’s Spear. E.G. is also completely shocked, disbelievingly staring at the fallen Wayne, both of his hands covering the back of his head in awe and his jaw dropped. E.G. screams “THREE! IT WAS FUCKING THREE!” at the referee, but the ref tells him the next argument he’s disqualified. Blood starts boiling in E.G’s body, the wrath slowly killing him now as he angrily flashes the middle finger at Wayne.
Adam Dennis: “Ooooo, he’s pissed off.”
Deal pounds the mat once more with his fists, hurriedly standing up and pulling his foe with him to a vertical base, before rotating him around and bending him down to an inverted Front Chancery hold. E.G elevates the Southern newcomer up in a Reverse Suplex position, looking to perform his Explosive Chemistry finisher, but Wayne suddenly wakes up. He suddenly gets to his senses. Supernaturally, he shakes himself right and left, slipping from Deal’s clutch and landing behind him perfectly. E.G. madly turns around, only to get brain-squashed as “Cowboy” jumps up and swiftly Pele Kicks him!
Ted Cedar: “Wayne refuses to go down without a fight!”
Adam Dennis: “Gotta give props where props is due, this kid has a heart, and a big passion for his industry.”
E.G. Deal gets dazed, stumbling forwards and backwards like a drunk before “The Deep Mystery from the South” hooks him from his neck, before planting him face-first into the mat with a pitiless Reverse STO, particularly his finisher, titled by him the “Southern Justice!” Deal’s upper body flies into the air then crashes down again, showing the bad effect from the deadly finisher. Instead of naturally going for a pin, though, Wayne drops down to his knees, before lying down on his back and scissoring Deal’s head with his legs, pulling the head with both of his hands for increased pressure, applying a violent Koji Clutch, known by him as the “B.B.Q Ranch!”
Ted Cedar: “Barbeque Ranch! Barbeque Ranch locked in!”
Adam Dennis: “This fucking match…”
Immediately, E.G. Deal begins screaming loudly, flailing his arms around wildly and trying to find an escape. Wayne applies even more pressure, increasing Deal’s pain and suffer even more and liking every second of it, as E.G. continues screaming from pure agony. He raises his hand, showing his palm in the process but safely brings it down again as his face starts turning red from the combined agony of sweat and suffer. Moment by moment, “Cowboy” cinches in the lock even more, loudening the screams and yells of Deal even more as the ref asks him if he wants to give up.
Ted Cedar: “That hold looks so violent. I’m not sure if Deal can take it anymore.”
E.G. shrugs off the ref, then realizes he has nothing to do but try and reach to the ropes or else he’s doomed. “The Golden Eagle” beings using his weight to his advantage, beginning the long crawling journey to the ropes. He starts it, hand after hand, finger after finger, nail after nail, but everytime he is stopped down in his tracks for a while. Eventually, he stops a few meters away from the bottom rope, with Wayne’s body in front of him blocking the rope break.
Adam Dennis: “E.G. Deal is so unlucky, he had this match in the bags but now he has to tap out!”
Deal tries to reach his hand, but he just can’t. He physically can’t do it. For him, the few meters that set him apart from the ropes feel like miles away, and that his palm is just too far away. Too far away it seems, and his mental state is probably the same thing. He’s starting to slowly give in. His eyes start to flicker, until they settle down and become fully closed, and all E.G. Deal seeing is darkness. The same darkness that has surrounded him all this time, the darkness that made him believe that he is against goodness, and that everybody is beneath him. The darkness that forced him to go unconscious right now.
Ted Cedar: “Well I think E.G. has gone idle now.”
The official drops to his knees, grabbing Deal’s right hand as he begins the three hits.
“First hit…”
“Second hit…”
“Third hi-NO!”
E.G. Deal opens his eyes and stops his hand from pounding the mat for the third time just inches away. Southern Wayne’s facial emotions instantaneously change from confident and happy to angry and nervous. He tries to increase the pressure even more but E.G. is having none of it. He starts to acquire strength, his eyes opened wide like a maniac, before using the ring mat for help to stand up with Wayne still locked up to him! E.G. has no choice but to push him off.
Ted Cedar: “E.G. Deal is back to his feet!”
“The Mystery from the South” awkwardly lands on his ankle from the push, forcibly ducking down and favoring his left leg but E.G. doesn’t waste any chance, rotating him around and locking in another Inverted Chancery before elevating him again, this time dropping down and performing a brain-squashing Reverse Brainbuster on Southern Wayne, known by him as his finisher, the Explosive Chemistry V2!
Adam Dennis: “Hopefully this is done. This match has gone on way too long.”
E.G. smirks, a sadistic, cruel smirk as he rotates around and pins the motionless Southern Wayne.
“One…”
“Two…”
“…THREE!”
The bell is rang thrice, and TRUSTcompany’s Downfall hits the PA system a second time, as E.G. Deal rolls out of the ring and swiftly snatches a microphone from the timekeeper, nearing it to his lips and begins talking.
E.G. Deal: “Cut the music.”
The music is promptly cut, as Deal continues talking.
E.G. Deal: “Dave Demento, I heard your words earlier, and if you think I’m intimidated by your little “challenge”, you have another thing coming. I’m the fucking beast of the XWA. I destroy people not as a passion, but as a hobby. I do it for the helluva it, but I’m still a fighting superstar. And because I’m a fighting superstar, you’re on. It will be a pleasure kicking your ass at Endure, “Lard Ass”.”
After the final words, Deal drops the mic on the ground, prompting a loud echo as he makes his way to the backstage area, the scene fading to a commercial before him.
Subject: EG Deal vs. Southern Wayne 
