MATCH 4) Prince Alex III vs. Vertigo (Singles Match)

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Singles Match

The standard wrestling match (or 'Singles Match') involves two wrestlers attempting to win the match through either pinfall or submission while not getting disqualified, or "counted out"—caught outside of the ring for a referee's count of 10.

Word Limit: 2,000

The match we've been waiting for is here, the fans are into this. Prince is angry, he lends down and wipes dust out of his boots, as he sharply looks at Vertigo.

The debuting Vertigo gets on the turnbuckle as he pumps the fans up, they chant for him as the announcer introduces him, The fans give a loud boo for Prince as he is introduced.

Miles: What a fucking night it has been ladies and gentlemen, and what a turn of events we had earlier.

Cedar: Prince is thirsty for victims, look at his eyes. Sharply looking at his opponent.

* DING DING DING *

Miles: And here RINGS THE BELL. If you don't understand this you're an idiot.

Cedar: Errr.

As the bell rings, Prince Alex thrusts his elbow and quickly downs Vertigo, Prince Alex gets outside the ring. To talk with Tucker Undernuts, Tucker, gets in the ring and tries to attract the ref to dance with him. Which the referee replies in warning. While things are going on, Prince gets water from a fan and pours on his hands.

Miles: What the fuck does this guy have in mind?

Cedar: Oh oh.. Don't you know?

Miles: Da fuck?

Cedar: Look at Vertigo, he is up.

Prince Alex gets in the ring, Vertigo. Finds it as a chance to gain momentum, Vertigo dropkicks Prince as soon as he enters. Prince goes back up, with his wet hands. He puts them on his face, ruining the face paint.

Cedar: That's what I warned you from. Vertigo's not happy, he's NOT happy at all.

Miles: Fucking idiot gets angry over someone ruining his face paint, bruh.

Vertigo, turns to the fans as they chant him. He unloads on Prince with kicks to the leg, Prince Alex is kind of dazed. The High-risk guy is getting ready for a high knee. He runs and slams his lordship! Knocking him out!

1!!! 2!!! Oh my! Prince just raised a shoulder! Unbelievable.

Miles: This is unbelievable. Un "FUCKING" Believable. The cunt kicked out of a move full of balls!

The Rogue, gets up on the turnbuckle as he waits PA3 to get up, Prince knows what's waiting him.
Vertigo, goes to headbutt jump PA3. But the last; knees the first right on his face. Prince covers.
1...2... WHAT A NEARFALL!

Cedar: Wow!

Miles: What is a wow? Fuck the wows.

Tucker: PRINCE, remember to hook the leg.

Prince goes to talk with Tucker.

Prince: I hooked the leg!

Tucker: No you didn't.

Vertigo rolls Prince Alex, and puts legs on the ropes. Tucker ties the boots of Vertigo on the ropes. Prince kicks out of the roll up at two.

Miles: This is cheating! Tucker Undernuts is under drugs.

Cedar: He's gonna distract the ref.

Vertigo, now notices that his boot is tied up to the ropes, as Tucker is distracting the ref. PA3 starts to dominate Vertigo with kicks all over the head.

Miles: Vertigo is fucked up!

Cedar: This is going to be a long brawl, I think.

The referee tells Tucker to stop but Tucker keeps going, talking with the ref about his problems with his wife. The ref goes to the announcer and tells her that Tucker is out of this.

Announcer: Ladies and gentleman, Tucker Undernuts is OUT OF THIS MATCH by referee decision!

CROWD: NAH NAH HEY HEY GOODBYE.

Cedar: Do you believe that? Tucker is out of the match.

Prince argues with the referee, and the ref warns that he can disqualify him if he argues again. At the same time, Vertigo unties the ropes and enzuigiris Prince.

Miles: This could be it! Vertigo can win here!

Vertigo covers, and another nearfall is actually wasted as the fans are really into this, Prince gets up and triple powerbombs Vertigo. He gets pumped up and german suplexes him.

Miles: And this fucker covers.

Cedar: what a back and forth match it has been so far ladies and gentleman. Is this it?

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT!

Prince waits Vertigo to get up, he irish whips him to the and he slams a corner clothesline, followed by another one.

Miles: Aw come on, the fucking Vertigo guy is slammed by the big guy.

Cedar: Prince Alex has size advantage over Vertigo. It's like high risk vs brawler.

Prince clotheslines his opponent to the outside, the fans are saying that he sucks, Prince goes out after Vertigo and sends him flipping into the barricade not once, but twice. His lordship sends the rogue into the barricade harshly two more times before the referee starts to count. The referee reaches eight and Prince sends Vertigo in.

Miles: Now come on, Prince is dominating this the whole fucking time.

Cedar: NOT SO LONG!

Vertigo starts to dominate with uppercuts which the crowd reacts to with an ooohhhh each time Vertigo hits one, Vertigo begins to kick Prince. However, Prince starts to fight back. But The Rogue continues with uppercuts, He sends Prince to the ropes and enzuigiris him all the way outside! Prince gets up, Vertigo who is in the ring taunts as he gets cheered, and he jumps from inside the ring to the outside, but the plan is not successful as Prince powerbombs him in the air!

Miles: Holy cow.

Cedar: These two guys are the future. Look at them, the fans are really into this!

Prince Alex gets Vertigo back in, Prince, smirks as the fans have mixed reactions for him.
Both men exchange right hands until PA3 has advantage, Prince with a shoulder to his opponent, but then Vertigo knees Prince to the face! Vertigo connects with a spike DDT!!

Miles: Vertigo has to pin him!

ONE

Miles: YEAH YEAH!

TWO

Cedar: This could be it!

Miles: FUCK YES!

THR--!!!!

Miles: No fucking way!

Cedar: Ladies and gentlemen! This is unbelievable as this is the closest nearfall so far in this match!

Vertigo, is angry. he gets ready for a springboard dropkick. He waits his lordship to get up, but he misses! Prince rolled outta of the way! Prince, who is absolutely excited to get Vertigo's ass kicked, gets ready to do some power moves to weaken the rogue, Vertigo. [/i]

Miles: This is amazing. Very fucking impressive.

Cedar: Vertigo is probably pretending to be out.

Prince approaches Vertigo and gets him up, but Vertigo uppercuts Prince. Tucker Undernut's client knees the enigma to the stomach many times, Prince spinebusters Vertigo! He lifts him up, and slams him back down. Alex with a powerbomb!

Miles: Ted, Prince is going to cover.

Cedar: This match is outstanding. The two wrestlers are in the best moment, can Prince Alex get this? Or will the debuting Vertigo be talk of the town and steal the lights?

OOC: Good luck Tim. Wink wink!

Almost lifeless, Vertigo lies in the middle of ring, so severely winded from the spinebuster-powerbomb combination that he lacks the energy and strength to cry out in pain. With an aura of confidence about him, Prince Alex grins to the crowd and raises his hands in celebration, as if he has already won the match. A hiss of boo’s fill the Verizon Center, to which PA3 shouts back.

Prince Alex:
“Appreciate Greatness!”

Standing over Vertigo, the English powerhouse places his golden right boot on the Rogue’s chest, pushing down firmly. The referee slides over for the count.

Ted Cedar:
“Here we go! This could be it!”

Joey Miles:
“Could be?! This match is over.”

“Kids, this is why you don’t talk shit to a married man’s wife.”

ONE

TWO

THR--

Vertigo raises his shoulder within a split second of losing the match. He thrusts Prince Alex’s boot off his chest, sending his lordship stumbling over toward the ropes.

Joey Miles:
“How the fuck has he kicked out there?!”

“Vertigo has been slaughtered to within a damn’ inch of his life!”

Ted Cedar:
“If it’s one thing we’ve learnt about Vertigo tonight, it’s that he’s got heart. If you’re going to beat him, you’re damn’ well going to have to kill the guy!”

Enraged with the referee’s count, PA3’s head almost explodes. He turns back around to see Vertigo clutching his lower back whilst desperately trying to drag himself over to the bottom ring rope. With the rope just exceeding his grasp, the Enigma continues to extend his right arm towards it, leaving his mid-section vulnerable. Moving towards Vertigo, Prince seizes the opportunity and winds up his right boot, punting the Rogue in the stomach and sending him rolling towards the bottom right turnbuckle.

Ted Cedar:
“Oh my, Prince Alex almost booted Vertigo right out of the building!”

Joey Miles:
“Incredible. He’s in the wrong business Ted, I mean, he’s a decent wrestler, but wow, I think the Redskins need a new punter. They need to sign this guy!”

Prince continues to stalk Vertigo like a predator about to pounce on its prey and go in for the kill. His lordship boxes the Enigma into the corner of the ring, using his knee to grind Vertigo’s face against the bottom turnbuckle, exploiting the Rogue’s weakness by wiping away even more of his face paint. Releasing his knee, Prince grabs a hold of Vertigo’s shoulders, wrenching him up off the ring mat. Still dazed, Vertigo leans against the turnbuckle for support as PA3 begins to hammer him with rights and lefts to the face. After several perilous blows, the Englishman relents the barrage of fists and steps back towards the centre of the ring. As if he were a raging bull, Prince then charges towards the turnbuckle, raising his foot to boot Vertigo in the face. However, groggy as he may be, Vertigo ducks the boot and manages to fall over onto the ring mat before PA3 stampedes into the corner of the ring, collecting his groin on the top turnbuckle.

Joey Miles:
“Oooh! Right in the balls!”

Prince bounces back off the turnbuckle and onto the mat as a feeling of sickness begins to fill his stomach. Meanwhile, Vertigo starts to gather himself, strewing his body over the ring ropes in an attempt to pull himself up onto his knees. Using the ropes for leverage, the Rogue is able to get back to his feet, although initially unbalanced and uneasy, stumbling after he lets go of the ring ropes. Veritgo is able to regain his bearings just in time as PA3 gets back onto his feet and once again comes bolting toward him. Vertigo evades a clothesline by ducking under Prince’s forearm strike, subsequently rebounding off the ring ropes and leaping into the air towards PA3 with a clothesline of his own, sending both men down and onto the canvas.

Ted Cedar:
“It looks like Vertigo has finally sprung to life in this match-up.”

Despite the damage that Prince has been able to inflict on Vertigo during the match, the Rogue is the first to be up standing, performing a kip-up by drawing his legs towards his chest, creating an arc in his back and then pushing off the ring mat to get to his feet in one spectacular motion. Capitalising on his opportunity, Vertigo rushes over to PA3, who is standing on one knee and still trying to get himself up. The Enigma attempts to lock Prince into a sleeper hold and shut down his jugular vein by wrapping his right arm around PA3’s neck.

Ted Cedar:
"Vertigo is trying to put him to sleep.”

Joey Miles:
“Good night Princess Alex!”

Prince’s face begins to turns red as he finds it continually difficult to breathe. In desperation, PA3 waves his arms around trying to stimulate blood flow whilst simultaneously attempting to claw Vertigo’s constricting hold off of his neck. The Rogue responds with relentless pressure, tightening the grip of his left arm which intensifies the squeeze of his right arm around the Englishman’s neck. Slowly Prince begins to fade as his eyelids become increasingly heavier by the second and it remains almost impossible to stay awake. The referee comes over to check his pulse, raising his hand and letting it drop to the canvas. The in-ring official continues the formalities, lifting up PA3’s limp arm and dropping it onto the ring mat once more.

Joey Miles:
“Here it is! Prince is out cold!”

Before the referee can pick up Prince Alex’s arm for a third and final time, he miraculously clenches his fist and begins to show signs of life. Fighting through the unrelenting pressure being applied to his neck, his lordship begins to beat his rock hard fists onto Vertigo’s arms, causing the Enigma to release the pressure of the submission hold slightly. This allows PA3 to open his airways and suck up some much needed air as he continues to knock Vertigo on the arms and shoulders. Having been rejuvenated by the near-loss experience, PA3 uses his right elbow as a spiked battering ram, corking Vertigo in the chest as he swings the point of his elbow back and forth like a pendulum. With each blow, the tightness of Vertigo’s sleeper hold begins to weaken, allowing Prince to spectacularly power himself off one knee and onto his feet with the Rogue still holding onto his neck. In an act of desperation, Vertigo attempts to lock his feet around Prince’s upper thighs like a snake coils around and suffocates its kill, but before he can interlock his legs around PA3’s sculpted physique, the Englishman drops to the canvas back-first, breaking the sleeper hold and crushing Vertigo’s already weakened spine against the ring mat with the added force of 308 pounds of royalty landing right on top of him.

Joey Miles:
“Holy shit!”

Ted Cedar:
“He broke the sleeper hold, he broke it!

“What an amazing show of strength.”

Both wrestlers lie dormant in the centre of the ring as if the police are about to come and spray paint the outline of their bodies at the scene of a crime. At the first sign of movement, both men clutch at their respective injuries. Breathing heavily and coughing after a deep influx of air, Prince examines the damage to his neck whilst Vertigo rolls over and arches his back as he cries out in excruciating pain like a thousand knives have speared through his spine. The referee begins to signal to the officials for a double knockout, he issues the count.

1

2

Ted Cedar:
“My God, can either man continue?”

3

4

Joey Miles:
“This doesn’t look good, both men are fucked up pretty bad Ted.”

5

At the count of five both competitors start to comprehend that the match could end in a draw if neither of them make an effort to continue.

6

With that realisation, Prince Alex and Vertigo scramble, but somewhat struggle to force themselves back onto their feet as if their bodies were telling them not to continue. However, both wrestlers fight through the pain and almost simultaneously stand up and face each other in the middle of the ring, exactly as they did at the beginning of the match. Battered and bruised, both men stare at one another before Prince takes the first strike, landing a right hook on Vertigo’s cheek. The Rogue is sent stumbling back a few feet as his head rocks back, sending a wild spray of sweat from his hair splattering onto the canvas. Vertigo replies with an uppercut of his own, crunching his clenched fist against Prince’s steel jaw. Almost unfazed, the Englishman latches onto a handful of the Enigma’s purple strands of hair, yanking Vertigo towards him. He then begins to dominate the slug out, landing a number of hazardous knocks on Vertigo’s chin, sending him back into a groggy state of disarray. His lordship finishes the combination with a haymaker to the temple followed by a vicious kick to the abdomen. Vertigo almost falls to the mat, but PA3 hooks his arms through the Enigma’s legs and over his head. Vertigo is now draped face-down across Prince Alex’s back in a fireman’s carry, laying helpless as the Royal taunts to the crowd in preparation for the UK pride.

Joey Miles:
“Here it fucking is! The UK Pride, get ready to ring the bell!”

Prince proceeds to spin Vertigo off of his shoulders, but the Rogue slips out of his grasp and lands on his feet behind PA3, super kicking his lordship in the face as he turns around to see where the Enigma had gone. With Prince Alex out cold on the canvas, the crowd is screaming for Vertigo to go for the cover, but he doesn’t, instead signalling to the Verizon Center audience that he intends to finish things once and for all from the top turnbuckle. He starts by dragging the Englishman’s body like a dead animal’s carcass over to the corner of the ring. Vertigo then steps through the ropes and out onto the ring apron, slowly but surely making his way towards and onto the first turnbuckle. The whole of Washington D.C can hear the crowd raising the roof of the arena as Vertigo drags himself up onto the second rope and then on top of the third turnbuckle. The Enigma steadies himself with the help of the top rope on either side of him, then stands tall several feet above Prince Alex, urging the crowd to stand up for the spectacular move which is to come.

Ted Cedar:

“Vertigo reversed it, then hit Prince with the super kick!”

“Now he’s heading for the top rope, and you know what that means, it’s shooting star press time, it’s all or nothing for the self-proclaimed Mr high-risk.”

Vertigo elevates off the top rope and backflips through the air…

OOC: Cheers Mae$tro, good luck to you also Big Grin!

Vertigo dives through the air and crashes down onto Prince Alex, inflicting a critical blow to the Englishman's stomach. Crunching PA3's bones on impact, the Rogue rebounds off his lordship's frame and lies beside him. As Vertigo clutches his mid-section and cringes in pain, he claws himself back over to Prince, laying his left arm over his opponent for the cover.

Joey Miles:
"Fuck yeah!"

Ted Cedar:
"The shooting star press, what a move!"

ONE

TWO

THREE

DING DING DING

Vertigo raises his arm in celebration as he gets up off the canvas and slips out of the ring. Cradling his lower back, he slowly makes his way back up the race, looking back towards Prince Alex in the ring. Stopping on the XWA Vendetta stage, Vertigo soaks the atmosphere up and celebrates with the crowd once more before making his way backstage.

Ted Cedar:
"There it is!"

"Vertigo tastes victory in his XWA debut, but it didn't come that easy for him did it Joey?"

Joey Miles:
"It didn't Ted, but he sure impressed us here tonight."

"Don't be fooled by Vertigo. He may look like Ronald McDonald with that facepaint, but based on tonight's performance against the powerhouse Prince Alex, he's got some fucking talent in the ring."

XWA Vendetta fades to a commercial.

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