After a fantastic night of Vendetta matches and promos from the likes of Greg Samuel and David Michaels, we stop at what should be a show stealing match. On one side, we have Caleb Spires, who was just unlucky last week alongside Greg Samuel against the versatile Cultural Experience tag team, and looks to prove he is still worthy of the World title. However, the COO Smoke Xtreme has pitted him against no walk in the park, as he faces the gigantic E.G. Deal, who came up just short against Minkaro last Vendetta. However, the Egyptian’s goal tonight is proving that he should never be underestimated, and want to make history by beating possibly the best competitor to ever step in an XWA ring. Due to Smoke wanting to completely demolish Caleb Spires, he made this match a No Disqualification match, wanting each man to push the other over the limit. One thing is known about this contest: It will be brutal. This is the battle of the statistically short yet experienced and talented Caleb Spires, versus the rookie yet enormous E.G. Deal. Who will gain the three points and go one step closer to winning the vacant World Heavyweight Championship?

Ding, ding, ding

Ted Cedar: “Here we go!”

Right before anyone of the wrestlers can do anything, a familiar “Get on your knees” them hits the arena, greeted by boos from the Phillips Arena.



Ted Cedar: “OK, what the hell is our COO doing here?”

Adam Dennis: “I’m getting word from the back that he’s joining us in commentary! Isn’t that awesome, Ted?”

Ted Cedar: “I’m not sure how I should react…”

The Chief Operating Officer comes out from behind the curtains, a huge smirk upon his face as he ignores the jeering fans from either side, making his way around the ring and towards the announce table. He drags a nearby chair and sits on it, putting on the headset.

Adam Dennis: “Oh, Smoke Xtreme sir, it’s a huge pleasure to have you in our team for this match.”

Smoke Xtreme: “The pleasure is all mine, Adam. Also hi cowboy.”

Ted Cedar: “Haha, very funny.”

Smoke Xtreme: “Don’t be a smug, because I can fire you on the spot. Deal?”

Caleb Spires is momentarily distracted, as he turns his sights towards Smoke Xtreme, who replies with an irritating, welcoming wave. Immediately afterwards, Caleb is downed by a slightly unexpected visitor, as E.G. charges at “The Elite One” with all his might and forcibly turns him around, felling him with a huge Lariat! Spires is knocked to the side as “The Destiny Holder” doesn’t give him any room for just a breath, dropping to his knees and bunching his hand into a fist before throwing a vicious punch to Caleb’s head! The former five time World Champion lets out a pain-displaying “oooph” as E.G. follows his earlier punch with a second punch, this time hitting more powerfully and catching Caleb right in the temple! Spires’ eyes flicker a bit as he begins to shrink, trying his best to avoid Deal’s brutal shots by covering his face with his arms but it proves to no avail, as the Egyptian superstar delivers a third and final blow that strikes Caleb directly in the jaw!

Ted Cedar: “So Smoke-“

Smoke Xtreme: “M.R. Xtreme, please.”

Ted Cedar: “*sigh*…Mister Xtreme, the question pretty much asks himself, why do you want to see Caleb Spires be decimated so much?”

Smoke Xtreme: “It’s simple, Teddy…It’s really simple. Caleb Spires is really selfish. He tries to book himself in title matches, acting like he’s the general manager, but here is where I come in. I’m trying to shut him up once and for all, and send his ass to a retirement home and it seems to be working right now.”

“The Real Deal” quickly rolls away from atop Caleb, getting to a footed base and yanking Caleb from the hair before picking him up. E.G. quickly continues the momentum he built, running with “The Orgasmic Legend” and spiking his head into the top turnbuckle of the nearest corner. Caleb’s head painfully rebounds off of the turnbuckle, as Deal grasps his wrist, hardly whipping him to the other side of the ring, precisely the opposite corner. The Indianan’s body ricochets off of the corner, his mind too dazed to realise what’s happening right now, before his opponent heads over to him and forcefully rotates him around. The Egyptian then locks him in a swift Nelson Lock, before elevating him and crashing him back first with his not too flashy yet powerful Dragon Suplex, dubbed the Fire Breath!

Smoke Xtreme: “This is the part where I’m supposed to kiss Caleb’s career goodbye, but I’m not ready to search in a garbage bin.”

Adam Dennis: “Good one sir!”

Ted Cedar (to himself): “Ugh…”

E.G. leaves Caleb floored and makes his way out of the ring, as “The Elite One” massages his neck and back, occasional yells released from him. E.G. ducks down to an all-fours position, raising the apron and investigating under the ring for painful weapons he can use. After a while of searching, Deal pulls out what seems the most ideal weapon…or weapons…to use in this match, as he lets a trash can to vision, full of different sorts of weapons, varying from Kendo Sticks, to Steel Chairs, even Barbed Wire Baseball Bats. “The Golden Eagle” throws the trash can over the top rope and into the ring, leaving the weapons scattered about the canvas as he ascends the steel steps and enters the ring. He heads over to Spires, who is now on all-fours, and just as he gets closer “The Elite One” greets him by an unexpected Back Kick! Caleb’s kick smashes Deal right in the abdomen, forcing him to bend down and scream from agony. Caleb slowly gets to his feet, before turning around and leaping up, catching E.G. right in the chin with a surprising Dropkick! The Egypt native reels to the back, slowly rallying from the ropes before being greeted by a jumping Caleb who rotates in mid-air and connects to E.G.’s forehead with a vicious Spinning Wheel Kick!

Ted Cedar: “Caleb seems to be getting back to this match!”

Smoke Xtreme: “Not for long, I’m certain.”

E.G. clatters into the canvas, covering his head with his palm as he feels the agony flowing through his body. Confident that Deal has fallen for the moment, “Orgasmic Legend” walks towards the north-eastern corner, where a Kendo Stick lies beneath it. Caleb bends down, slowly and thoughtfully picking the dangerous weapon up as he draws a fairly evil smirk on his face. He turns around, seeing E.G. still hurt but now in a kneeling position. Spires determinedly heads over to his adversary, the same smirk on his face. Deal notices him coming, but before he can react or even try to defend himself, Caleb swings the stick wildly, brutally hammering Deal in the hip with the stick! E.G. screams and places his hand on his hip, feeling a stinging burn in his side. Caleb makes his way, stopping a few inches in front of the momentarily paralyzed Deal, before striking him in the stomach with the stick again! The Egyptian is forced do double over, clutching his torso and stomach and breathing slowly and heavily. Spires takes advantage, raising the stick highly up in the air and crashing it down Deal’s back, powerfully flooring him!

Smoke Xtreme: “Ugh, goddammit, that bitch used Deal’s pain to use the Kendo Stick on him! What a douchebag!”

Adam Dennis: “I agree sir!”

Deal lies stomach-first in the middle of the ring, both of his arms tending to his back as he tries to get up, but every time his body just doesn’t obey him. Caleb does a hasty lateral press, pinning Deal’s body down and trying to get the pinfall

“One…”

“Two-KICK-OUT!”

Adam Dennis: “Not this fast!”

E.G. kicks out, much to the chagrin of Spires but not yet to his frustration as he stands up and picks up the Kendo Stick again. This time, he holds it high in the air with both of his hands, plotting a huge shot with it as he witnesses – and awaits – the rise of E.G. “The Golden Arrow” crawls towards the ropes, using the second rope for aid in getting up as he finally, yet barely, completes the standing base. He rotates around, seemingly oblivious of Caleb, and is welcomed by a huge swing from the Kendo Stick. However, he reacts at last minute, instinctively stopping the stick dead just seconds away from connecting with his face. Deal tightens his grasp on the dangerous weapon, preventing Spires from taking it back, a combined emotion of intensity and angriness visible on his face as he forcefully pulls away the Kendo Stick. Deal accidentally staggers backwards, the force of the pull taking him back, but he quickly retaliates, charging at “The Elite One” and swaying the stick aimlessly, thrashing him in the sternum with a huge Stick shot! Caleb bends down, his arms beneath his belly as he blows out air from his lungs, extra force produced from this shot due to the size and sheer power of Deal’s arms. “The Destiny Holder” continues his assault, elevating the weapon in a really high position before malevolently bringing it down on Caleb’s back, felling him the same way like Deal fell minutes ago!

Adam Dennis: “E.G. Deal brutally regaining control!”

Smoke Xtreme: “See, this is what a real wrestler should be doing. He should take matters into his own hands and just destroy his opponent.”

E.G. doesn’t go for the pin, but instead indicates he wants to inflict more pain, so he proceeds to – quite easily – pick his foe up and clutch him by the collar. “The Real Deal” then lifts him in the air and fiercely throws him over the top rope and out of the ring like a ragdoll! Caleb’s body viciously thumps into the concrete, creating a loud thud throughout the arena and stumbling to his back. Spires massages his back in agony, as he feels a severe amount of pain coursing through his body, courtesy of the fall. E.G. makes his way out of the ring. “The Destiny Holder” proceeds to go in the direction of the announce table, but right before he begins to do anything, Smoke stands up and shakes his hand. Deal follows this by starting to pick apart the table, taking off the cover and all of the monitors and tools and just cleaning everything. He walks towards Caleb, who is in an animal-shaped position, however Deal gets surprised as Caleb places his right hand into a fist and punches E.G. twice in the stomach. However, the ineffectiveness of these punches is sheer mainly due to the weak state Caleb is in right now. Deal chuckles at the desperate attempts to weaken him, before wrapping his arms around his neck and tossing him towards the announce table. Caleb rests on the announce table, which is accompanied by an evil smile and a slow clap from Smoke Xtreme, as E.G. makes his way to the announce table and painfully clubs Spires a few times in the chest with his forearm, before ascending and standing a few steps right before the fallen Caleb. “The Golden Eagle” takes a grip of Caleb’s head, squeezing it to apply pain as he, once again, pulls him up to a perpendicular base. Basically unconscious, Spires does nothing to stop this and forcibly obliges Deal. E.G. then follows by powerfully clutching his rival’s throat with his massive hand, choking the life out of him as Caleb gasps for a breath, his face turning red from the choking. “The Elite One” is in serious trouble right now. He’s being choked out of life, and he knows he’s about to get Chokeslamed through the table without being able to do a damn thing about it. He must think and react fast, and he does just that, brutally kneeing Deal in his under-the-belt area!

Smoke Xtreme: “No! That’s illegal!”

Caleb chuckles at Smoke, who is visibly furious about this as Deal holds his groin and promptly falls to his knees, tumbling to the side and resting himself on the concrete as “The Elite One” walks on the table and towards the timekeeper, bending down and picking up a steel chair next to the timekeeper. Spires heads over again to the middle of the table, dropping the chair down on Deal’s body. “Orgasmic Legend” then turns around, riling up the fans by gesturing with his arms, and irritatingly smiling at Smoke, before leaping up highly enough to ensure that whatever he’s plotting is gonna hit. The former five time World Champ then backflips in mid-air and presses his body down the chair and Deal’s body with an astonishing Shooting Star Press, dubbed the Gravitational Pull!

Ted Cedar: “The good ol’ Gravitational Pull by Caleb Spires! E.G. Deal may be in huge trouble!”

Adam Dennis: “Fuck, that shouldn’t have happened. That cheating old bastard kicked E.G. in the groin!”

Caleb stumbles to the side, holding his torso from the pain of the chair as E.G. lies on his back, covering his sternum and pushing his legs in the air, trying to shake off his woe. His Indianan opponent however has other thoughts, crawling towards his adversary and getting a grip of his head and standing up while difficultly pulling E.G. up, due to his easily-displayed size and weight. Spires manages eventually to drive Deal into a vertical base, catching his head and walking with him towards the squared circle before throwing him into it. Caleb then slithers into the ring, witnessing E.G. trying to pick himself together and pull himself up as he uses his hands for help. However, it’s not for long, as Caleb heads over to him and grabs both of his arms, trying to spin him around to set up his Killswitch signature. He rotates him around, albeit barely, but what he had in his mind wasn’t successful as Deal uses his head to push him away like an ox. Caleb mindlessly staggers to the back, turning around only to get doubled over by a kick in the guts from Deal as “The Destiny Holder” proceeds to lock him in a Front Chancery. Deal then drops down, inhumanely planting Caleb down face-first with a cruel Spike DDT, dubbed the Dark Thoughts!

Ted Cedar: “Dark thoughts by E.G. Deal! The match is so back and forth it’s hard to predict the outcome now!”

Adam Dennis: “Well it makes sense, and I’m almost never reasonable but the match is so good it deserves an explanation. On one side, there is the experienced veteran in Caleb who wants to prove he still has it. On the other side, there is the thriving rookie E.G. Deal who wants to make a name for himself by beating a legend. Both of them are having troubles due to Caleb’s experience and agility and Deal’s size and strength.”

Ted Cedar: “Wow, Adam, I never thought you were this deep.”

Smoke Xtreme: “He’s so deep because he knows E.G. will win. Right, Adam?”

Adam Dennis: “Of course, sir!”

Dead takes the advantage, flipping Caleb while the effects are still on him and hooking his outside leg for the pin.

“One…”

“Two…”

“Th-KICK-OUT!”

Smoke Xtreme: “That fucker should just stay down and surrender.”

E.G. hits the mat hardly with his palms, depressed and irritated about not being able to finish the match. Ever quick to business though, he pulls himself up and picks up a nearby chair as Caleb writhes around in pain, covering his forehead as he gets en route to the ropes. E.G. heads to the north-eastern corner, decisively wedging the chair between the third and second rope with evil thoughts going on in his head. “The Real Deal” quickly heads to the direction of the floored Caleb Spires, who’s still in pain after the brutal Spike DDT. E.G. grabs his wrist, pulling him up with ease and surging him through the ring towards the corner opposite to that the chair is wedged in. Deal then powerfully whips Spires across the ring, hoping for Caleb to collide with the chair in anyway however apparently the former five time World Champ has another plan, completing his run and in one fluid move placing both of his hands on the top turnbuckle and pulling himself to a quick back-flip off of it. He lands in the center of the ring, stumbling and turning around to find a full-speed E.G. sprinting at him with his left arm out, however Caleb ducks down, avoiding the incoming Clothesline. “The Elite One” instantly follows up, taking advantage of an oblivious turnaround by Deal and leaping up with his back turned to him, before going down and catching Deal right in the temple with a fantastic Pele Kick, Encore!

Ted Cedar: “Encore by Caleb Spires! We’ve seen this move be the beginning of the end to many superstars over the years. Could this be the same to E.G. Deal?”

Smoke Xtreme: “No, a simple Pele Kick will not be this effective against a guy like E.G. Deal. He’s been putting on the match of his life so far and he is not going to be stopped by a simple Pele Kick.”

E.G. almost lifelessly collides with the mat, his hand barely touching his forehead and his body barely sensing anything at all. His legs shaking weirdly as he begins rolling to his right side, trying to somehow get back in this. Caleb, having the momentum swayed into his favor and as he sees his opponent in this state, he gets a little cocky and ensures he wants to end this match once and for all, going up and standing against the corner that the chair is wedged in and shrugging Deal to get up. After a few moments of resting himself on the canvas, Deal positions his hand on the bottom rope of the south side of the ropes, slowly ascending the ropes until he starts pulling himself up. He almost loses balance, but regains it quickly, but he’s still seemingly dizzy and confused as to where he’s at right now. He backpedals in the direction of where Caleb is standing, dizzily turning around as Caleb prepares his leg then shoots straight forward, aiming to the face of Deal. HOWEVER, Deal shouts not this fast, intercepting Spires’ leg merely inches away from his face! “The Destiny Holder” chuckles at Caleb while holding his leg, as Spires hops on one leg trying to hit Deal in any way possible. However, he’s quickly denied, as E.G. swiftly drops his leg down creating a loud thud. E.G. then kicks Caleb in the guts, doubling him over, before placing one hand on his neck, the other on the edge of his tights, and just straightforwardly throwing him into an animalistic face-first collision with the steel chair!

Ted Cedar: “Oh my word, what a collision! This one can be over right now!”

Smoke Xtreme: “Now this one I know will be over. Caleb cannot kick out of that now.”

Adam Dennis: “Man, E.G. Deal has been really impressive so far in this match. I won’t be surprised if he won.”

The now-broken chair is knocked out of the ring as Caleb’s head bounces dangerously off of it. Caleb punctually and unconsciously falls to the mat, and some blood can be seen dripping from his forehead. E.G. drops to his back, still very dizzy from the Pele Kick as he shakes his head and tries to shake off the pain. However, he quickly comes back to his senses, seeing Caleb Spires lying on his back as his prey, and it’s time to strike as the predator. He moves in closer, resting his elbow on Spires’ chest and seeking the end of this match…It may be it.

“One…”

“Two…”

“Three-KICK-OUT!”

Ted Cedar: “WHAT!?”

Smoke Xtreme: “No! This cannot be!”

Deal puts both of his hands on the back of his head, panicking out and screaming “THREE” at the referee. “The Destiny Holder”, now angry as hell, doesn’t give Caleb any room to regroup, instead yanking him from the hair and into the middle of the ring. Deal then drives his opponent’s head between his thighs, setting up for his Spinning Powerbomb finisher. Deal manages to elevate Caleb onto his shoulders, but before he could rotate, Caleb counters, effectively elbowing E.G. multiple times in the cranium. The Egyptian superstar is forced to release the Powerbomb as he gets dazed again. Caleb, albeit not 100% now, seizes the advantage he has, grabbing Deal from his right arm and trying to bring him down. He manages to wrestle E.G. down in a Daniel Bryan-esque way, before wrapping his legs around Deal’s arm like scissors, and locking his jaw, cinching in the always brutal Orgasmic Crossface!

Ted Cedar: “ORGASMIC CROSSFACE! Caleb got the Orgasmic Crossface locked in!”

Adam Dennis: “Oh my God, I’m afraid E.G. Deal has nowhere to run considering there is no rope break in no disqualification matches!”

Smoke Xtreme: “He won’t tap out! I know it!”

E.G. is screaming at the top of his lungs, torque demolishing his body as Caleb pulls back even further, applying more pressure and increasing the torment that Deal is going through. He has nowhere to run, he has no way to goddamn escape. It’s all over here. He raises his hand, willing to tap out and end it all right now, but he chooses not to. He gets memories of when he was a kid, watching WWF and telling his mom he was going to be a World Champ, but by losing this match he wastes this opportunity. But then he remembers the fact that he is only two years into this industry, and maybe he should wait a little bit by not risking his body. He lets his hand rise, one final time, when a particular Smoke Xtreme decides to get involved.

Ted Cedar: “What? Where are you going, Smoke?”

Smoke Xtreme: “I’m taking matters into my own hands.”

He takes off his headset, stands up and darts into the ring, performing a Double-Axe Handle on Caleb as Deal was just fingertips away from tapping out. Smoke forces Caleb to release the submission hold, then cowers and slithers out of the ring right away, evilly chuckling at Caleb as he backpedals and makes his way backstage. “The Elite One” screams “FUCK YOU” at Xtreme, stomping hardly at the mat out of frustration as E.G. holds his jaw and wriggles away from Spires and towards the ropes, trying to recuperate slowly. Caleb remembers him, and quickly turns around, stopping E.G. from regrouping as he elevates his leg and harshly stomping Deal’s face in. The Danville native then makes his way out of the ring, kneeling and hastily grabbing out a Steel Chair from under the apron, reintroducing it into the contest. Spires doesn’t slither into the ring, though, as he witnesses E.G. Deal starting to stir around, he climbs the corner with the chair in hand!

Adam Dennis: “What’s he doing? Is he out of his mind?”

Ted Cedar: “He wants to end this match once and for all, Adam!”

Caleb ascends the ropes, one by one until he reaches the top turnbuckle as he properly holds the chair. Now in a kneeling position, E.G. puts one hand on one knee, helping himself to get up but goes towards the southern ropes and holds the top rope, breathing heavily and sweating before starting to turn around, seemingly not knowing about Spires’ current position. Deal turns his sights, as Caleb leaps up with the chair in hand. However, that attempt is foiled hugely and spectacularly as Deal launches himself forward, brutally SPEARING the chair into Caleb’s body and crashing Spires down into the mat with his brutal finisher, the Red, White & Black!

Ted Cedar: “OH MY FUCKING GAWD!”

Adam Dennis: “YES! THE MATCH IS DONE NOW!”

Deal rests his hand on Caleb’s chest, trying to quickly finish this match…

“One…”

“Two…”

“…Three!”

Laura Watts: “HERE IS YOUR WINNER…E! G! DEAL!”

Ted Cedar: “E.G. Deal won the match by spearing Caleb in mid-air! And he picks up the upset to secure the three points.”

Adam Dennis: “What a great finish to a great match.”

OOC: I was going for amazing match here, but it kind of fell flat in my opinion. If it didn't flow very well.. Sorry.

The well-known theme song “Fake It,” slowly begins to die down after The Orgasmic Legend has made his way into the ring. Spires paces back and forth as his music comes to a complete stop, staring straight at The Golden Eagle, not blinking and showing that tonight he means business. Tonight, Caleb intends on sending E.G. falling down the standings for the heavyweight championship tournament, and add an additional 3 points to his standings. Spires shows no fear or intimidation of the much larger opponent he has standing across from him. Deal also shows absolutely no intimidation whatsoever as he scowls back in the direction of Spires. The 6’9 behemoth doesn’t care about the accolades of Caleb. He doesn’t care if he is a former 5x heavyweight champion. To him, Spires is nothing more than a 192 pound punk who is about to get smashed tonight. The 3 points are just as important to the first 2x RSD champion, who wants to cement his legacy by becoming the world heavyweight champion and he doesn’t want anyone to get in his way in the attempt. Both men are aggravated from their losses in the previous week and look to shift the momentum back to their side. The referee can only assume both men are ready since their eyes have not left each other in nearly a minute, so he signals the start of the match.

~Ding! Ding! Ding!~

Caleb wastes absolutely no time in getting the action started, not backing down at all. He charges Deal at full force and jumps on top of him, tucking his head under his arm and uses his other arm to club him in the back as fast and as many times as he can. This does not phase the monstrosity in the slightest, as he simply shoves Spires off of him, causing him to fly across the mat before crashing and burning. As The Elite One scrambles back up to his feet, clutching on to the ropes, E.G. yells angrily at him “IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!” An expression of unhappiness comes across The Hall of Famer’s face and he is quick to get back on the attack. The Orgasmic Legend gets up, bounces off the ropes to keep momentum up, and rushes at The Real Deal as he leaps at him with a flying shoulderblock. However, his shoulderblock had very little effect on E.G. who stays in the same spot, unmoved. In fact, it had a much greater effect on Spires who has figuratively run into a brick wall and got the wind mildly knocked out of him as he plummets back down to the mat again, gasping for air as he scoots toward the corner. The fans cover their mouths and start looking away, knowing this match might get ugly for Caleb very fast. E.G. is no longer looking angry. He has a somewhat confused look on his face as he smirks. “YOU used to carry this company? Pathetic.” The words sting Caleb, and he begins to show more emotion as he is clearly getting frustrated. He grabs onto the top rope and pulls himself back up to his feet and yet again charges the mountain of a man before him. Bad idea. He is met with a clothesline that nearly sends his head off his shoulders and flying into the fourth row it is so impactful. Caleb hits the mat with a huge thud, making the fans, commentators, and himself cringe. E.G. couldn’t be having more fun.

Ted Cedar: “It looks as though our general manager has met more than a match for him. And with the no disqualification stipulations, I can only see it going downhill from here.”

Adam Dennis: “As it should! Caleb needed to learn his lesson tonight; when you mess with the boss, eventually you will pay the price. I applaud our chief operating officer for taking charge and showing Spires that he cannot run amuck without suffering the consequences. I’m going to sit back and enjoy every second of this.”

The tone of the match has taken a turn already; it went from both men with insane intensity ready to tear each other apart to Caleb second-guessing what he has gotten himself into and Deal confident that he has the match under control already. At this point, The Destiny Holder makes a degrading pin by sticking his foot on The Elite One’s chest, adding insult to injury.

1-2

As forceful as the clothesline was, it isn’t enough to keep the 5x heavyweight champion down. After kicking out, he tries to pull himself back up to his feet while Deal stands by looking down on him, psychologically daring him to try getting back up to his feet. Slowly, Caleb reaches his feet and is immediately kicked in the gut by his 6’9 opponent. As The Elite One doubles over to inhale some air, he is scooped up by the Egyptian with relative ease. He holds him on one shoulder, ready to slam the 192 pounder in a powerslam. It isn’t as easy as planned, because Spires is very squirmy. He manages to slip out the back and fall back to the mat. E.G. turns around and gets a dropkick implanted into his chest, finally making him lose his balance as he falls back into the corner, but not off of his feet. If he intends on keeping the upper hand, Caleb decides he needs to capitalize fast. He rushes to the ropes to get a running start and runs at the giant, trying to inflict some form of pain onto him. This, of course, backfires again as The Real Deal steps out of the corner, and implants his foot right into Spires’ face with a big boot known as T.L.H. And just like that, Deal has taken control of the match yet again. Caleb lies on the mat, clutching his forehead which now has blood seeping out of the bandage that he had placed over his previously cut head. Blood has been shed. It is now time to up the intensity of the match. Seeing as the match is a no disqualification match, weapons are not only welcome……… They’re allowed. That meaning The Destiny Holder intends on getting some that he can use to inflict more pain on Caleb with. Deal exits the ring by stepping over the top rope. Unneeded, but he just wants to remind everybody of his size. He walks over to ringside and talks to a seated camera man. “Get your ass up.” Seeing as this camera man is not an idiot, he does the right decision and scampers out of the seat so that Mr. Deal can do with it as he pleases. He takes the steel chair and folds it back up, carrying it y one hand toward the apron, ready to get in and use it to his advantage.

Ted Cedar: “E.G. Deal is frightening enough without any weapons. Giving him a chair…. Dear Lord…”

Adam Dennis: “Hold on, I have to get my camera out. I need to capture this on video.”

As The Golden Eagle nears the ring, Spires begins to get back up on the inside and looks at the blood in his hands. Seeing his own blood shed yet again is not making The Elite One very happy. When he sees E.G. getting ready to slide in the ring, he enacts his revenge. Before Deal can make it back into the ring, Caleb charges him, and drops down to the mat for a baseball slide that catches Deal in the face. The 2x RSD champion is dazed by the kick as he stumbles back into the barrier to keep himself on his feet, still yet to have been taken down in the match. E.G. rests against the barrier, already losing stamina faster than Spires seeing as he is much larger. Caleb’s adrenaline begins pumping as he balls one hand up in a fist as uses his other hand to tear off the bandage which doesn’t seem to be holding up very well, seeing as blood has been seeping through it. He grasps onto the top rope, pulls back, and shoots himself over the top, sprawling out his body for a nice crossbody onto the big man. It would have worked out pretty darned well had the super strength of The Real Deal come into play. He catches Caleb in his arms as he came flying at him, and Caleb begins panicking, trying to get out of the grip of the 6’9 Egyptian. With The Elite One in his clutches, he charges to the ring post, ramming Spires back first into it, and getting a loud reaction from the fans who did not enjoy seeing their general manager perhaps being crippled. This is just a game for E.G. who has the most arrogant of smirks on his face. Knowing he could inflict more pain, he stops right there. All he has to do is body slam Caleb on the outside, with hardly any padding and the smaller legend can do absolutely nothing to stop his offense as he hits the ground with a thud and knocking the wind out of him so badly that he might not know exactly where he is at the moment. The little kids in the audience begin to hide their eyes now, because it’s only going to get uglier from here. At this point, there isn’t much that Spires can do. E.G. stands over him with a look in his eyes that shows he has a fire tonight to start his new era by moving up the rankings, and he certainly isn’t going to stop now. The Real Deal notices that his adversary is having trouble reaching his feet, completely unaware of his surroundings. Well, no problem. Help is on the way. That is, if you consider pulling Caleb up in a front head and clubbing him in the back as “help.” Because the only reason The Destiny Holder put the hall of famer back on his feet is so that he can get him in an underhook, getting a running start, and hip toss the miniscule Elite One over his back and straight into the ring steps, knocking the top portion of the steps off and adding an immense amount of pain for Caleb’s back as he clenches his teeth and arches his back whilst he cowers on the outside.

Adam Dennis: “This is just fantastic. I have been waiting to see a match like this in such a long time. Here’s to hoping it’s not over yet.”

Ted Cedar: “It’s definitely not over yet. Remember, the stipulation is a no disqualification match. One right weapon and Caleb may be back into this thing.”

Adam Dennis: “REALLY? Do you think I forgot it was a no disqualification match? What do you take me for? Shut the hell up, you’re better not seen AND not heard.”

Cedar tries to ignore the bullyish antics of Dennis as Caleb rolls around on the outside of the ring, holding his back in pain. The referee leans over the ropes and quietly asks “Are you alright? Can you still compete?” E.G. answers the question for him, by picking his lifeless body up and tossing him back into the ring causing him to roll toward the center. Not forgetting the chair from earlier, Deal picks it up and slides into the ring himself, dropping the chair in the corner so that it may come in handy later. But for now, it’s time to wear The Elite One down enough to the point that the chair may not even need to be used. Using the ropes, the 5x world heavyweight champion struggles to get back up to his feet, his back nearly giving out over and over again, but he eventually reaches his feet, lets go of the ropes, and turns around right into the large hand of E.G. clenched right around his neck. Desperately, Spires grabs his wrist with both hands, trying to pry them apart, but this is clearly to no avail. The Golden Eagles hoists Caleb up about 8 feet in the air and brings him straight down to the mat with as forceful of a Grotto Drop(chokeslam) as he has ever unleashed in his life, possibly crushing the spine of Caleb who is now squirming around on the mat, losing practically all of his strength as he struggles to even move on the mat. Hoping it is enough to finish him off and drop him possibly out of reach for the heavyweight title, E.G. goes for the cover.

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In what was somewhat of a close call, The Orgasmic Legend manages to lift his shoulder off the mat to stop the fall. The kickout gets quite a decent pop from the admiring crowd, but it angers The Real Deal who was hoping to get the match done with. No matter, he’s still in the driver’s seat and he gets up to his feet with an idea in his mind. With the 5x heavyweight champion still on the mat tending to his wounds, E.G. takes his sweet time in building up as much speed as he can(even if it isn’t much) by bouncing off the ropes and coming back to Caleb and jumping into the air, trying to perform an elbow drop into the chest of Spires. And it almost works, except Caleb rolls out of the way just inches away from being flattened like a bug on a windshield. For the first time in the match, Deal is down, rubbing the elbow that he has just driven into the mat with all his might. While the 2x RSD champion tends to his now-aching elbow, The Elite One rolls over to a corner to recuperate for a second, trying to catch his composure and he finally has an advantage seeing as how slow E.G. is. When The Destiny Holder begins getting back to his feet, he starts by placing one knee on the mat to pull himself up. Here’s the chance for Caleb to strike. He pushes himself out of the corner to build up velocity before Deal can reach his feet. Spires jumps toward E.G., placing one foot on the knee of the monster and using his other foot to swing up and kick him in the side of the head with a shining wizard, the first real effect that Caleb has gotten so far in the match. For the first time in the match, Caleb has managed to put the 6’9 Egyptian on the mat and on his back, and out of commission for a second as he lands on top of the fallen body to make the cover.

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Completely embarrassing the general manager, The Golden Eagle kicks out by pushing his entire body off of him, sending him flying off of him and rolling back a few feet.

Ted Cedar: “The tides may be turning for Spires who managed to wisely use his brain and gain an upper hand for the first time in the match.”

Adam Dennis: “Open your eyes, would ya? Did you see that kick out from E.G.? He kicked out with such ease that Spires looked like a complete jackass. There is no way he can keep the upper hand going against someone of his size for much longer.”

The kick out completely surprises Spires. He expected a kick out, but not that forceful “Is this guy even human?” The Elite One asks in his head. He sits up, a sharp pain in his back preventing him from immediately getting back up to his feet. Nonetheless, Spires manages to block off the pain long enough to get back up to his feet… And spots the steel chair that E.G. brought into the ring. A crazy look appears on the face of Caleb, a fire burning in his eye as he plans to use the chair to his advantage. He limps over to the corner where the chair lies and picks it up to a roaring crowd who can’t wait to see the mean streak of the hall of famer being released. Deal starts getting back up to his feet when Caleb raises the chair above his head and brings it down right across the back of the 2x RSD champion. In a rare occurrence, The Golden Eagle lets out a short scream of pain and anguish for the steel being brought down on his back with no protection whatsoever. It makes Deal lower back down to the mat and Caleb raises the chair up once again, the camera closing in on an angry, bloody face of The Elite One who is not in a good mood as he brings the chair down on The Destiny Holder even harder than he had the first time. The second chair shot makes E.G. drop back down, face planted into the mat as he holds his stinging, red back. The Elite One decides to make the use of the chair a little bit more innovative. He hobbles over to the fallen Golden Eagle, chair still in hands. He bends over and slides the chair under the face of the big man and stomps the back of his head for good measure and to keep him down longer. While The Real Deal is lying on the mat with a chair under his face, Spires drops down and rolls under the bottom rope and out to the apron, where he perches himself. The pain in Caleb’s back is noticeable for sure, but at this point all Caleb cares about is inflicting his pain outward. While he stays on the apron, he notices Deal place his hands on the mat, pushing his upper body up a little bit. Excellent. Spires clutches the top rope, springs up to the top and uses it as a catapult to send his body flying toward the center of the ring as he sticks his legs out and leg drops the back of E.G.’s head, dropping his face back down into the steel chair.  

Adam Dennis: “That cheap bastard. I guess he can’t handle the big guy on his own, so he has to take the pussy way out by using weapons. What a grade-A coward.”

Ted Cedar: “Come on, Dennis. You know the match is no disqualification.”

Adam Dennis: “What you just said translates to you support a cheater and a coward. It really speaks to your character Ted. Grow up a little bit.”

Deal’s face is driven right into the steel and he bounces off of the chair, rolling over to his back. Caleb clutches his aching back as he grimaces in pain, putting his own body on the line to perform the leg drop. The show must go on though, and he scoots his way over to E.G. and uses all his strength with both arms to hook the big man’s leg.

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Still a very emphatic kick out, but not nearly as forceful as the last one that sent Spires flying through the air. An expression of discomfort comes across Caleb’s face, his eyes telling a story of “Damn it, why can’t this be over yet?” He is unsure of the effectiveness that his superkick can have, especially considering he may not be able to reach his foot that high, but he rubs his back as he gets back to his feet a broken, bloody mess and falls into the corner with both of his arms clutching the top rope as he lifts his foot up and stomps the mat, an indication that he is ready to put E.G. Deal’s lights out. The fans cheer for Spires and count along with the stomps, reaching 4 stomps until The Golden Eagle is up to his feet, still groggy and not facing The Elite One. The fans begin making a lot of noise, mainly boos that are transformed into cheers as Spires lunges forward and delivers his jaw-breaking superkick. Why were the fans booing, you may ask? Because Smoke Xtreme hopped up on the apron, ready to interfere. And the superkick delivered by Caleb wasn’t on The Real Deal, it was on the COO, causing Smoke to fall straight off the apron and out to the floor, clutching his jaw while he rolls around in pain. The energy that it took to deliver the kick makes Caleb’s knees begin to buckle as he uses all of his might to support himself. He turns around to finish his business with Deal and is met by being hoisted in the air and slammed as forcefully as possible into the mat with a grade-A spinebuster that basically Hospitalizes the hall of famer.

Ted Cedar: “You’ve gotta be kidding me!! That was ridiculous!”

Adam Dennis: “I have no idea what you’re referring too. Very smart wrestling by The Golden Eagle.”

Ted Cedar: “Smoke Xtreme getting involved in yet ANOTHER match of Caleb’s, causing him to lose focus on the task at hand. Why do you not think that was cheap?”

Adam Dennis: “Show some respect to Smoke! He didn’t do anything wrong at all, he may have just been coming out to talk. Then Spires had a panic attack and attacked him so unfairly. If anyone is cheap, it’s our general manager, attacking innocent men… Caleb has no one to blame but himself. He lost focus for one second and it cost him. Tough luck.”

After being planted into the mat as hard as The Real Deal could possibly slam him, Spires cringes and lets out an unpleasant sound as he arches in pain, trying to rub his back to stop it from hurting so much. E.G. drops down on top of him, hooking a leg and hoping to end it.

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Just when Deal is starting to get confused as to why the third slap is not made, he looks up to see the referee pointing to the foot of Spires which is resting on the bottom rope, getting the rope break as an easier alternative to kicking out. Deal squints his eyes and clenches his teeth. “THAT WAS THREE REF! THREE!” The scared referee gets quickly defensive shaking his head and grabbing the ropes as he explains that the rope break stopped the fall. “Horse shit..” mutters E.G. under his breath as he gets off of Caleb and rolls out of the ring. The fans can only assume that he is looking for something that could expose even more damage on The Elite One. And that is exactly his intentions. Spires is on the inside of the ring as his wallows in his self-pity, trying to nurse his back back to health. While The Orgasmic Legend does this, Deal sees what he can find and what he finds is none other than a big kendo stick made of pure bamboo. The crowd’s expressions instantaneously turn into frown and screams of “no!” with hopes that The 2x RSD champion will be kind enough to not kill their favorite star with his kendo stick. What a coincidence, that is exactly what he intends on doing! The 6’9 behemoth slides back into the ring, a tight grasp on the kendo stick he recently obtained. He spots Caleb using the ropes to get back up to his feet and stands behind him, completely unnoticed. Deal wins back the kendo stick… And cracks Spires in the back with it as hard as he can. The hard bamboo stick hurts like hell and makes Spires scream out in pain, a huge red welt appearing almost instantly. He slumps forward against the ropes, not able to move after being struck at full force. Why stop there? This is amusing to The Golden Eagle. He lifts the stick above his head and brings it down on the back of The Elite One yet again, adding more pain to the already injured back of the 5x heavyweight champion. A couple tears spill out of Caleb’s eyes in pain as he pants heavily, trying to blow off a bit of steam while his back turns redder and redder by the second. The Elite One has basically been dissected in the match, his face bleeding profusely and his back tortured to the point that he is actually crying. Deal throws his kendo stick down on the ground, with a look of determination and anger. “Get up! Get the hell up!” he yells at Caleb who is still clutching the ropes, trying to reach his feet. No matter how hurt Spires is, he is not going to give up. He can’t risk giving up and losing a chance on 3 points in the tournament. However, it may have been wisest for him to stay down, because as soon as he reaches his feet, he falls right back into the clutches of the Sinister E.G., who gets him in a front facelock and grasps him by the pants, pulling him into the air and holding him upside down for a few seconds. The wiggling does no good for Spires who cannot escape the grasp of the beast known as E.G. Deal. Finally, the delayed suplex is finished off by dropping Spires to the mat with his signature Doomed End that could be very well spelling the end for Caleb. But just to make sure it is spelling the end, The Real Deal who is practically bursting with adrenaline at the moment pushes himself back up to his feet. The Golden Eagle gets his distance and sizes his much smaller opponent up, ready to spear him hard enough to break his ribs.

Adam Dennis: “Looks as though Deal is getting ready to finish Spires off once and for all. I have been waiting for this all night.”

Ted Cedar: “Perhaps we are about to see a new legacy started tonight, as it seems that E.G. Deal is about to get his 3 points.”

It is troublesome for The Orgasmic legend to get back up to his feet. He has been beaten a good deal throughout the match and he is so sore that it may only take one more big move to finish him off, which is what The Real Deal has planned. It seems like an eternity, but eventually as The Elite One crawls to the corner, the turnbuckles help him get back up to his feet, the corner being the only thing that could support him. He is getting ready to fall straight off of his feet when he lets go of the ropes and turns around. Deal charges at him, ready to spear him right out of his shoes. He is merely inches away when Caleb makes a smart choice by diving out of the way onto the ropes just in time, causing E.G. to crash into the ring post, nearly dislocating his shoulder. The crowd is in hysterics for the hall of famer avoiding his almost definite doom and reversing the pain into Deal’s hands. Caleb keeps a firm hold on the ropes to keep himself standing as he awaits The Egyptian Monstrosity to step out of the corner. The big guy back out of the corner clutching his head that just ran into a steel post, dazed from it. And when he turns around, he is met with an Encore, Caleb’s version of a Pele kick that took up probably all of Caleb’s energy, but striking E.G. in the head with his foot to increase the headache he has to be receiving.

Ted Cedar: “Spires is turning the tides! I can’t believe it!”

Adam Dennis: “He may be getting a couple lucky shots in, but no way he keeps him grounded for 3 seconds. It just won’t happen!”

Both men lie on the mat without any movement. E.G.’s head is aching like never before, and Caleb is borderline crippled from all the pain he has taken to his back in his last few matches. However, he has gotten the upper hand of the last few moments, so he is able to reach his feet before The Destiny Holder, yet again leaning against the ropes to support himself. It seems as though everything might be going his way…. Until Smoke Xtreme enters the picture yet again by reviving from out of nowhere, obtaining the kendo stick, and cracking Caleb in the back when he least expects it. This causes Caleb to fall back down in agonizing pain as the crowd jeers loudly at the smirking Chief Operating Officer who couldn’t be more proud of himself.

Ted Cedar: “Damn it, somebody get him out of here!”

Adam Dennis: “This is perfect! It looks as though Caleb is finally about to learn a lesson in the art of respect. Keep up the good work, Mr. Xtreme!”

Smoke enters the ring, with the most arrogant of all smiles possible as the entire arena begins booing and chanting discouraging things in the direction of the COO who ignores each and every one of them. He stands there in the ring, waiting for Spires to get back into it, without saying a word, and rather just staring down at his unmoving body. The Real Deal slowly comes back into the equation, his head not all there and he looks around him. He doesn’t know exactly what’s going on, but he sees Smoke hand him the kendo stick that he accepts without much hesitation. After handing the stick over, Xtreme bends down and lifts Caleb up to his feet, holding him by the arm and the hair as he whispers very angry-looking things into the ear of The Orgasmic Legend, the fans unable to make out what he says. Then he directs his attention to E.G. who has a good idea of his task. “Knock his head off his damn shoulders!” are the instructions that Smoke gives to his hired assassin, who is more than willing to do the honor. He cocks back, and swings the stick forward, ready to decapitate Spires… But Caleb ducks and the stick instead makes contact with the head of the chief operating officer, knocking him down and sending him falling out of the ring.

Adam Dennis: “No! No, E.G., what have you done?!”

Ted Cedar: “Smoke just got his head whacked by E.G. Deal! Finally, justice is served!”

E.G. is in complete shock, having no idea what has just happened. His eyes are wide as he looks out of the ring, staring at Smoke who is rolling around and screaming profanities which he clutches his head. Deal realizes that he may have to suffer dire consequences, even in the case of an accident, and he begins immediately apologizing to the fallen chief. While all this transpires, The Elite One crawls over to the steel chair that was in the match from much earlier and grasps it in both hands. After Deal realizes that Smoke isn’t getting up or able to be cooperative, he turns around to finish the job himself, but is met with a steel chair shot right to the head, as hard as Spires can muster. The crowd pops loudly as the sound echoes throughout the arena, almost as though someone has fired a gun. The shot makes E.G. fall off of his feet, dizzy as hell and on his knees, rattling his head back and forth to try to clear it. As hard as it is to stand on his feet, adrenaline is helping Caleb out as he lifts the chair high above his head and brings it down on E.G.’s noggin for yet a second time, this time knocking him to the mat and knocking him into a completely different mindset to the roar of the fans. But E.G. is still moving on the mat, and Caleb is not happy with his results and he hits him in the back with the chair as hard as he can. Then he hits him in the back a second time, and hits him in the hip. He continuously brings the chair down on E.G. Deal as many times as he can, bending and contorting the steel chair on the body of another human in a desperate attempt to wear him down as best as he can. After a solid 10-12 body shots with the chair, he winds up and hits him in the head for a third time, knocking him unconscious with any hope. The Elite One throws the chair aside and begins yelling, directed toward Smoke “IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED? IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED? WELL YOU GOT IT!” E.G. is lying flat on the mat, no longer moving and possibly with a concussion. Smoke is still rolling around on the outside with his hands clutching his head that got whacked by the man-monster known as Deal. While both of his opposing forces are down, Spires slips out to the apron and takes a HUGE risk by ascending the turnbuckles, trying to climb to the very top. He almost falls off a few times, but catches his balance and goes slow enough to the point that he can control himself. Once he is perched on the top, he looks down at The Real Deal with a crazed look in his eye that shows he may have gone completely insane. Before he falls off and crashes, Spires does what he does best and takes a big risk, leaping forward and doing a backflip through the air, crashing down on his opponent with a gravitational pull used to ensure that if all the chair shots weren’t enough to keep him down, then this will be. Deal gets struck by the flying body of Spires who bounces off of him and then clutches his ribs that he put on the line for the move. Nonetheless, Caleb scoots over and drops onto what looks like an unconscious E.G. Deal and makes the cover.

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Just before the third count, Smoke tries diving into the ring to break up the count, but is about a second too late as Spires gets the 3 and the victory, thus signaling the famous music of “Fake It,” by Seether. Since Smoke dove into the ring as the match was ending, Spires rolls out of it to avoid post-match confrontation while he is this hurt.

Ted Cedar: “By God, folks, what a brutal match! I don’t know how Spires pulled it out, but he found a way! I’ve never seen this angry of a side by Caleb before.”

Adam Dennis: “It’s all politics here! You and I both know that E.G. would tear Spires apart in the ring and he got lucky! He cheated! Ugh!”

Dennis continues throwing a bitchfit as Caleb celebrates the win and whatnot, earning 3 more points in the tournament. YaY, party time!