Yuka: So....ready for your match tonight?
MAH: Of course Yuka...me, Jordan, and Blitz are going to vanquish those evil fiends you pretty little shimmering princess you, don't you worry your head off.
*Yuka smiles towards MAH as he lets himself fall, landing on his feet and getting back to a standing position as he strikes a martial arts pose accompanied by a loud wail, Yuka giggling at his antics*
MAH: Well, I guess I'm gonna go check on Jordan and Blitz, I talk to you later Yuka and good luck...
*Yuka hastily stops MAH by the arm, turning him around and saying to him with a hint of concern in her voice*
Yuka: Mang-A...be careful out there okay? For me.
MAH: You can bet your tight spandex I'll be alright.
*With that, Yuka hugs him tightly, MAH shocked at first, but soon reciprocating the hug as Yuka closes her eyes tightly, looking as if she dosen't want to let go. She finally turns him loose, MAH still startled as he asks*
MAH: GREAT GRABS O' SOFTNESS, what was that for?
Yuka: Luck...
*MAH smiles, turning to the door and looking back to Yuka before closing it behind her, the PURE starlet smiling softly as she releases a sigh after that warm hug. Before she can even step away from the door, a knock is heard once again. Yuka quickly answers it...a slight frown overcoming her face as she finds standing in the doorway none other than Carl Kimbell, one of PURE's meanest athletes and an avid rulebreaker. He fixes his shades and rubs his chin with a devilish smirk, lookign over Yuka in delight of what he sees as he says*
Kimbell: Well, well, well...if it isn't Miss Hamada. Look, I got some business to attend to...you know...that biz where I have to straight destroy your three friends...but that has nothing to do with you and me baby. How about after I win, me and you go out for a private "victory celebration" in my hotel room and you can put a few holds on me huh? You know what they say..."One night with Carl Kimbell, and he's guaranteed to make you yell."
*He raises his eyebrows and awaist Yuka's answer with a smile, the PURE beauty laughing hysterically at his advance as she says*
Yuka: Carl...save yourself some trouble and go back to your lockeroom. It's bad enough your gonna get beat tonght by Mang-A, Jordan, and Blitz.
Kimbell: What you saying woman? You don't want none of this? Your nothign but a porn ho anyways and I'm sure you've seen a lot of d**k in your lifetime..one more ain't gonna hurt. Come on and play with this Hot Rod girl.
*Yuka's eyes flare up as she stares holes through Carl Kimbell, her hand ripping through the air to smack him in the face, his sunglasses falling to the ground, revealing his angry eyes as Yuka responds with fury*
Yuka: I may not have the most respectable past or career ever, but I'm not some cheap lay! Get the hell out of my face! And for your information, I don't play with MATCHBOX CAR'S!
*With that, Yuka slams the door in the face of Carl Kimbell, angrily folding her arms withinthe lockeroom. On the other side, Carl picks up his glasses with his eyes squarely focused on the door, putting them back on slowly as he says*
Kimbell: No b**th says no to Kimbell...bet on that porn ho.
*With that, Kimbell slowly walks away...no telling what this dangerous man has in store for the lovely Yuka.*
The screen goes black for a moment before turning burgundy... yes that’s right... burgandy. Suddenly in white the words “Expect the Unexpected” flash three times and “Come with me” by Puff Daddy begins to play over the system as one by one every single roster member of PURE is highlighted... Nang Yung-ho... Bloody Tiger... Chiang Ho Nam... Bushido... Yuka Hamada... Brian Simon... Chen Lei-chia... Carl Kimbell... The End... Ebola III... Chan Tin Yeung... The HIT... Cianan... Takumi Umeshita... Inphino Blitz... Cege Hayabusa... Alexander Miyagawa and finally suddenly a man wearing a Godzilla costume appears towards the end when suddenly out of the mist Ali Khadaffi appears, grabs the fellow by the head and drives his knees into the costumed head several times.
The camera quickly pans around the inside of Yamagata Park Stadium in Tendo, Japan where World Cup Fever is hitting the country like a virus... in fact a few world cup related signs are around including “Ali dives more than Rivaldo!”... Japan vs South Korea: The Real World Cup Final” and of course “Carl Kimbell is Hungary”... although that might not have had anything to do with the world cup of course. The camera cuts to the commentary crew at the desk who all three are wear Japanese Soccer Shirts, although Kobentai has a clip on black tie hooked into the collar and Mori has food stains all the way down the front.
Hitomi: Well you might not believe it, but welcome one and all to the latest PURE presentation... IKUSA FOUR!
Kobentai: Well lets get straight to our first match then shall we, and show the fans that they is a way to beat those chocolate lovers in Belgium!
Mori: This should be an exciting match coming up here, two members of the Black Dragons will take on Bloody Tiger and Cege Hayabusa in a tag team match.
The lights dim, Three Strikes of a gong followed by some Chinese Classical Music is heard over the speakers, as Nang Yung-ho and Chiang Ho Nam both make their way down the ramp. The crowd is rather indifferent to these two young wrestling superstars who are making their debuts in PURE.
Asami: Obviously these two will want to make a huge impact on PURE. The chances of them succeeding in the tag division is rather high.
'Requiem' by Geinoh Yamashirogumi plays over the speakers as the wrestler known as Bloody Tiger makes his way down the large ramp. The crowd responds to him with a mixture of cheers and jeers. He slides into the ring and waits in his corner patiently for his tag team partner.
It's going down by the X-ecutioners plays as Cege Hayabusa quickly runs down the ramp slapping hands with some of the children on the way to the ring. Cege gets in the ring and he stands by Bloody Tiger.
Kiyashi: We’ve got four Asian men in the ring… and none are from Japan!
The other two members of The Black Dragons, Chen Lei-chia and Chan Tin Yeung run down the ramp and stand outside the ring, in the corner of their teammates.
Asami: This cannot bode well for The Bloody Tiger and Cege Hayabusa. And they aren’t even a regular team, their chances are looking rather bleak.
Hanza: Standing to my right, at a combined weight of 390 pounds, and both hailing from Fuzhou, China…. Nang Yung-ho and Chiang Ho Nam, THE BLACK DRAGONS!!!
Nang and Chiang both raise their arms in the air simultaneously, as the crowd gives them a mixture of cheers of jeers.
Kiyashi: The crowd doesn’t know what to think of this brand new tag team. Their wrestling style will influence the crowd on whether to cheer or jeer them.
Asami: Also, their attitudes will influence the crowd’s reaction to them.
Mori: Indeed.
Hanza: And to my left, at a combined weight of 405 pounds, hailing from Da Nang, Vietnam and Chicago, Illinois, respectively, BLOODY TIGER AND HAYABUSA, CEGE!!!
The crowd goes nuts for the two men. Giving them a decent sized reaction. Hayabusa and Tiger do not reply. They are concentrated on their opponents, Chiang Nam and Nang Ho.
The referee starts the bell as Bloody Tiger and Nang Ho start off the action. Tiger and Nang lock up, both men are of small stature, so neither gets the advantage. Nang Ho strikes first blood by giving The Bloody Tiger a quick kick in the gut. Tiger holds his ribcage as Nang Ho leaps into the air and lands a thunderous drop kick onto the chest of Bloody Tiger.
Asami: What a thud after that drop kick there by Nang Ho of the Black Dragons!
Mori: Yeah, Bloody Tiger looks stunned, I don’t think he was expecting that.
Kiyashi: You never know what to expect from a new wrestler in a new federation.
Tiger is stunned so much that he leans back on the ropes. Nang Ho attempts to capitalize on The Bloody Tiger’s positioning by running at him. But Tiger ducks the clothesline and he gives Nang Ho a backbody drop over the top rope. But, Nang Ho lands perfectly on the apron. Nang Ho grabs the Bloody Tiger by the back of the hair and he slams him to the mat. Nang Ho then tries to nail Bloody Tiger with a slingshot leg drop, but Tiger slides out of the way just a split second before Nang Ho lands leg first on the mat. Both men shoot to their feet and get into a fighting pose, drawing a respectful round of cheers from the crowd.
Asami: Incredible action that you will only see here in Japan, here on Ikusa!
Mori: That sequence was more of the feeling out part of the match. The Black Dragons aren’t known in the wrestling business over here at all, they are known back over in America where they wrestle in a federation known as the XWA.
Kiyashi: Now both men are tagging.
Nang Ho tags in Chiang Nam and Bloody Tiger tags in Cege Hayabusa. Nam runs at Cege Hayabusa and he attempts a Lariat, Hayabusa ducks and Nam bounces off the ropes. Hayabusa uses Nam’s momentum to his advantage by nailing the much larger man with a lightning quick arm drag takedown.
Kiyashi: That’s an excellent ring presence being show by Cege Hayabusa. He knew that Chiang Nam would be coming at him at a really higher speed. So he gave him that arm drag takedown there.
Chiang Nam gets up immediately and he runs at Cege Hayabusa. He throws his arm out recklessly and this time he catches Cege Hayabusa with a Lariat.
Mori: Picture perfect lariat by Chiang Nam. With his size, I wouldn’t be surprised if he uses a lot of power moves on the much smaller team of Bloody Tiger and Cege Hayabusa.
Asami: Cege’s head almost got taken off there!
Chiang Nam quickly takes advantage of the floored Cege Hayabusa. Nam stomps on Cege twice before picking up Hayabusa and giving him a scoop slam. Nam bounces off the ropes and he leaps into the air and attempts to drop an elbow on the chest of Cege Hayabusa. Hayabusa slides out of the way just a split second before Nam lands with the elbow.
Mori: Though he’s much larger, he’s slower! Which bodes well for Hayabusa and Bloody Tiger.
Cege Hayabusa gets to his feet and he waits for Nam to stand upright. Nam gets to his feet with the aid of the ring ropes, but when Nam gets to his feet, Cege Hayabusa runs at him and he takes him down with a spinning heel kick.
Asami: Cege Hayabusa showed some excellent quickness there. Chiang Nam wasn’t expecting that in the least.
Chiang Nam crawls towards his corner and he tags in Nang Ho. Cege Hayabusa makes no effort to stop him from tagging. Hayabusa waves Nang Ho in the classic ‘Come and get me you son of a bitch’ baby face pose.
Mori: He’s showing no fear! I think he’ll be regretting that in a minute.
Kiyashi: Yes, perhaps that is what is going to happen. But we can not see the future, correct?
Asami: Stop being a smart ass Kiyashi.
Kiyashi: Bah! I was merely telling the truth.
Nang Ho runs at Cege Hayabusa and attempts a flying forearm to the face, Hayabusa ducks it, causing Nang Ho to land, throat first, on the middle rope.
Mori: Oh my goodness. I think Nang Ho may have crushed his precious windpipe on the second cable there.
Asami: But chances are, he’s going to continue. That’s the key her in PURE, stamina does matter because of the length of matches.
Kiyashi: Yes, while as opposed to America, where matches are much shorter, and less intense.
Mori: American wrestling is weak in general, let’s not dwell on their horrible wrestling.
Cege Hayabusa walks to his corner and he tags in the Bloody Tiger. Tiger immediately takes advantage of Nang Ho’s positioning by dropping three quick consecutive on the back of Nang Ho. Bloody Tiger then picks up Nang Ho and he gives him a snap DDT. Followed by a quick cover.
Kiyashi: 1.….2.. KICK OUT BY NANG HO! I can’t believe he’s still in this match after sustaining that injury on his throat.
Mori: That’s that stamina thing we were just talking about.
Bloody Tiger stares at the referee, and he picks up Nang Ho. Tiger gives Ho an Irish Whip, when Ho returns Bloody Tiger throws a back elbow out wildly, which Nang ducks easily. Nang Ho comes off the opposite ropes with a flying cross body block that floors Tiger.
Asami: Great agility and speed there by Nang Ho. He showed a good ring presence too, at that rate of speed he knew that there was no way humanly possible that Bloody Tiger could avoid that move.
Instead of going for the cover, Nang Ho gets off of Bloody Tiger, and he drags him by his hair to Nang Ho’s corner. Nang Ho tags in his much larger tag team partner, Chiang Nam. Nam picks up Bloody Tiger, and he lifts him high into the air. Chiang Nam walks to the middle of the ring, and he plants Bloody Tiger with a nasty spine buster, followed by a cover.
Kiyashi: 1.……2.…….3NO! WHAT A KICK OUT BY BLOODY TIGER! YOU COULD TELL HE HAD TO PUT EVERY OUNCE OF BREATH AND ENERGY INTO THAT KICK OUT!
Instead of getting angry with the referee, Chiang Nam immediately walks to his corner and tags in his partner, Nang Ho. Nang Ho gets in the ring and immediately drops two elbows in the small of Bloody Tiger’s back. Nang Ho picks up Bloody Tiger, and he nails him with a picture perfect roundhouse kick to the back of the head.
Mori: OH MY! WHAT A THWACK!
Asami: Oh goodness, I don’t think the Bloody Tiger has much left after that violent kick to the back of the head.
Kiyashi: Indeed. That was very much like a strike you would see over here in PRIDE, or perhaps in America in the UFC.
Nang Ho immediately goes for the cover.
Kiyashi: 1.…..2... ANOTHER KICK OUT BY THE BLOODY TIGER! HE IS SHOWING THAT HE HAS A LOT OF HEART BY FIGHTING BACK AGAGINST THESE RATHER DOMINANT BLACK DRAGONS TAG TEAM!
Mori: Yes, the Bloody Tiger is earning the respect of the fans here tonight.
The Bloody Tiger is lacerated on the back of his head, blood is oozing out slowly. Nang Ho gets up and he drags Bloody Tiger into The Black Dragons’ corner. Ho tags in Nam again.
Asami: You see this here? This is a the epitome of a well oiled machine when it comes to tag team wrestling. They tag often, keeping the fresh man in the ring, and they cut off the ring.
Mori: Very effective indeed Asami.
Kiyashi: Bloody Tiger desperately needs to make a tag to Cege Hayabusa, who hasn’t been in the ring for quite a while now.
Asami: Yes, he’s very well rested. While the Bloody Tiger is losing blood slowly, and perhaps losing consciousness.
Chiang Nam picks up the bloody, beaten, and broken Tiger, and he lifts him up methodically, and he delivers a scoop slam. Nam bounces off the ropes and leaps into the air, he drops his leg right on the throat of Bloody Tiger, he keeps his leg there for the cover.
Asami: OH MY! 240 POUNDS RIGHT ACROSS THE LARNYX!
Kiyashi: 1.…….2.…….. ANOTHER KICK OUT BY THE BLOODY TIGER! THIS IS AN INCREDIBLE SHOW OF STRENGTH, AND STRAIGHT DETERMINATION!
Mori: Showing a true never say die attitude is the Bloody Tiger, he is dead serious about winning this contest.
Chiang Nam looks at the referee, he doesn’t appear to be happy, he’s very angry at the fact that Bloody Tiger continues to fight back. Chiang Nam picks up the Bloody Tiger by his hair. Nam tags in Nang Ho. Nam puts Bloody Tiger on his shoulders in a position for a Death Valley Driver, while Nang Ho gets on the top ropes. Cege Hayabusa knows this could be the beginning of the end for him. Cege Hayabusa gets in the ring and he drop kicks Chiang Nam into the ropes, which causes Nang Ho to get crotched on the ropes, and Bloody Tiger to slide of the shoulders of Chiang Nam.
Asami: WHAT LUCK! CEGE HAYABUSA GOT IN THE RING AT THE EXACT TIME HE WAS NEEDED MOST! NOW BLOODY TIGER MUST MAKE THE TAG!
Cege Hayabusa is scolded by the referee and put back on the apron. Bloody Tiger, bleeding profusely from the back of head. Chiang Nam has come to his senses and now he attempts to stop Bloody Tiger from making the tag by grabbing Bloody Tiger’s foot, Tiger kicks him off, and dives into his corner and makes the tag!
Asami: FINALLY! THE TAG HAS BEEN MADE!
Crowd: CEGE! CEGE! CEGE!
Cege Hayabusa gets in the ring with his fists closed and a scowl on his face. He runs across the ring and takes Chiang Nam down with a clothesline, Nam bounces back to his feet, and he runs into another clothesline.
Kiyashi: Cege Hayabusa is on fire! Taking out Chiang Nam!
Nang Ho has come to his senses and he grabs Cege Hayabusa in a waist lock. Hayabusa reverses the waist lock and he drills Nang Ho with a vicious German suplex.
Mori: Showing no remorse, he was watching his tag team partner get beaten on from the sidelines, and now he’s making The Black Dragon’s pay!
Cege Hayabusa waits for Chiang Nam to get to his feet, when Nam does, he is kicked in the gut, and giving a Cradle Piledriver.
Asami: CEGE DRILLER! CEGE DRILLER! OH MY GOODNESS THE CEGE DRILLER!
Cege Hayabusa hooks the leg in a cover!
Kiyashi: 1.…..2.… WAIT A MINUTE! THE PIN IS BROKEN UP BY A TOP ROPE LEG DROP BY CHAN TIN YEUNG OF THE BLACK DRAGONS! ONE OF THE MEN THAT ISN’T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!
All four members of the Black Dragons are now in the ring, stomping away on the Bloody Tiger and Cege Hayabusa. The referee tries to break it up but the Black Dragon’s are too much for him. Chen Lei-chia picks up Cege Hayabusa and he gives him a stalling snap brain buster! His partner, Chan Tin Yeung, gets on the top ropes and he does a Swanton Bomb onto Cege Hayabusa.
Asami: I am being told that that move is called the DEATH FROM ABOVE!
Kiyashi: This is disgusting, The Black Dragons were on the verge of losing this match via the Cege Driller, but they have ruined a perfectly good match by running in and ruining it.
Mori: The referee has ruled this match a no contest. Damn the Chinese... damn them all.
Kiyashi: That’s rather racist, don’t you think?
Mori: Bah.
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The words “Earlier Today” appears in the bottom right hand corner of the screen as we fade up from darkness. We see the inside of a hospital room, the lime green walls staring back at us garishly, the bright arc-sodium lights dispelling any thought of shadow. In the center of the room rests a large, black man, his body wreathed in a hospital Johnny, his face held together with pins and stitches. His eyes are at half-mast, dozing off to the sights and sounds of the last Meng-A-Hero promo.
The camera zooms in on the chart at the end of his bed and we are able to read the name: “Rev. Jesse Kintei”. Fans of PURE would know that the honourable Reverend was put here in this state by one of Jordan X Shabazz’s most hated enemies, Ali Khadafi. That’s him over there…
The camera whips around in a jerky double take, and we see Khadafi standing just inside the door. He’s dressed in only a pair of plain black pants and his boots. The pants hang to just below his hips, displaying a bit of his pubic area. He’s holding something in his left hand.
“Hey, babe, did you miss me?”
Kintei’s head snaps around at the rough bass of Ali’s voice. His eyes widen as he sees Khadafi approaching him, paralyzed with fear.
“Look at you! You’re speechless! That’s okay honey, come here and give daddy a kiss!”
Jesse recoils from Ali’s outstretched hand, and is somehow able to find his voice.
“Get away from me you sick freak!”
“What did you call me? Did you call me a freak!?! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU CALL ME A FREAK YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER! WHAT GIVES YOU THE FUCKING RIGHT TO CALL ME THAT?!? JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE SOME RICH ASSHOLE WHO THINKS HE’S GOT SHIT ‘CAUSE HE’S IN THE NAACP!”
Ali’s hand lashes out and grabs a handful of Kintei’s hair. He slams the disabled mans head back, drilling it into the headboard. With a speed that defies description, Khadafi releases Kintei’s hair and rakes his hand across his forehead. Blood explodes from the torn sutures and Kintei voices a hearty scream. Ali grins down at the blood on his hands, moving so that the camera is able to see what he has in his left hand.
A filled bedpan.
“You fuckers are full of shit, you know that right Jesse? You know that you’re all so full of yourselves that the only black people you help are those that are just like you. You don’t do shit for the ghetto’s. You don’t do shit for the project hoods like me. You’re NAACP wasn’t there when I needed a fucking job. You’re NAACP wasn’t there to help my sister pay for an attorney when her boyfriend killed their son. YOU’RE FUCKING NAACP WASN’T THERE PUTTING FOOD ON THE TABLE FOR ANY OF US! ALL IT DID, ALL IT DOES, IS HELP RICH FAGGOTS LIKE YOU AND JORDAN GET OVER BY USING THEIR SKIN COLOR YOU PIECE OF SHIT!”
Khadafi flings the contents of the bedpan onto Kintei’s face, splattering the man with feces and urine. Ali doesn’t stop there; he proceeds to smear the shit all over Jesse’s face, ignoring the man’s weak struggles. Kintei begins to gag as Ali starts shoving shit into his mouth, oblivious to the fact that he himself has got crap all over his hands now. Finally, Ali tears Kintei out of his bed and chucks him to the floor. Jesse lies on the cool tile for a moment before turning over and vomiting. Ali looks on with a mixture of disgust and rage, before pulling a black collar out of his back pocket.
“You’re coming with me, faggot. You’re going to help me beat that fucking Oreo tonight. What do you think he’ll do when he sees his good friend and associate, the Reverend Jesse Kintei covered in shit and his own vomit?”
Ali straps the collar to Kintei’s neck, grinning at the tears of shame that are spilling down the man’s bloody, shit covered chops.
“Just to let you know, babe, this bad-boy packs enough voltage to knock a fucking elephant down. Just in case you were thinking about getting cute and try to run from me.”
Khadafi smiles evilly at Kintei as he realizes that the collar strapped to his neck is a shock collar as the camera fades back to the ring where the three announcers sit quiet.
Hitomi: Erm... ok. Match?
Mori: Good idea.
Kobentai: I agree.
Hitomi: Well next we have what should be a great shoot style match up between Takumi Umeshita and "The Future Legend" Brian Simon.
Mori: "Shoot style" in reality means, "bore fest"...I'm gonna go smoke a ham.
Kiyashi: You certianly rival Mark Madden when it comes to "most useless color commentator"
*"God Save The Queen" blares over the sound system as the "Future Legend" Brian Simon makes his way out. He receives a squarely mixed reaction form the crowd as he tags a few hands on the way out, looking ready to handle business in the ring as he slides in and climbs a turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air as the fans continue their cocktail style reaction.*
Hanza Kibagame: FROM BLACKPOOL, ENGLAND...WEIGHING IN AT 265 POUNDS..."THE FUTURE LEGEND" BRRRRRIAAAN SIIIIMON!!
Brian continues to play to the crowd on the turnbuckle until suddenly "Sandy" by Sads overcomes the sound system, Takumi Umeshita making his way out with a severely pissed off look on his face, looking as if he has no care to be out in the ring as he makes a beeline for Brian.
Hanza Kibagame: And introducing his opponent from the Shinjuku ward in Tokyo, Japan; TAKUMI UMESHITA!
Takumi enters the ring, making a beeline for Brian Simon and before the bell can even ring, he angrily catches Brian with a strong right hook to the face, the Future Legend falling to his knees from that shot.
Hitomi: WHAT'S GOING ON?! That was a LEGIT shot by Takumi...
Kiyashi: This is quite strange
Takumi begins pounding on Brian mercilessly, less concerned about an actual "match" then just violently brutalizing Simon with flurries of stiff punches and knees. Finally, Brian breaks free from the punching and shoves Takumi, inaudible arguing heard within the ring as the fans stare at what's going on confused.
Mori: What the hell is going on with Takumi
Hitomi: This definitely isn't what we expected
Takumi stands, unphased and paying no real attention to Simon's furious words. Finally, boredom sets in as he nails Brian with a roundhouse kick to the jaw...flawless in execution and even more damaging then it looked. Brian falls to the floor, holding his jaw in utter pain as the referee looks to Brian, shocked at Takumi's actions as he simply just walks out of the ring.
Hitomi: This one’s been thrown out, something defiantly isn’t right here.
Asami: After seeing what these Black Dragons are capable of earlier in the night, I think a tag team that hasn’t spent any time whatsoever together, in Ebola III and Bushido, are in some serious trouble.
Mori: I would agree, before running in and having the match end in a no contest, Chiang Nam and Nang Ho certainly put up a good fight.
'Silent Warrior' by Krayzie Bone plays over the PA system as Bushido comes walking down the aisle slowly. The crowd gives him a decent reaction for a newcomer, even throwing a few streamers as him. Bushido is very grateful in receiving these and he nods several times at the crowd.
Kiyashi: The epitome of a Japanese warrior this Bushido. I’ve been studying several tapes and he seems to be the prototypical professional wrestling Japanese superstar, he has all the tools to become a future Mitushara Misawa.
Mori: That’s a heavy title you are putting on his shoulders you know, I don’t know if that’ll pay off in the future though, we haven’t seen enough of him here in PURE to decide whether he can become one of the Tiger Masks like Misawa.
‘Infected’ by Bad Religion plays over the PA system as the son of the legendary Ebola makes his way to the ring. He gets a warm reaction from the crowd, and he acknowledger’s it. He gets in the ring and stands face to face with Bushido, the two men shake hands, and the crowd goes nuts in support.
Asami: These two men seem to be on the same page, which is an essential to compete, let alone defeat, the Black Dragons.
Three Strikes of a gong followed by some Chinese Classical Music is heard over the PA system as all four members of the Black Dragons make their way down the ramp to a deafening amount of jeers from the crowd.
Asami: They definitely do not appreciate the run in from earlier tonight.
Mori: As they shouldn’t! This is PURE not the PCW or OSW where run ins are regular. This is supposed to be mortal combat at it’s finest. But it was ruined earlier in the night by these four scrubs!
Kiyashi: Why are you getting so motivated?
Mori: Bah, sometimes I like to add meaningful commentary.
Hanza: Standing to my right, at a combined weight of 320 pounds, both hailing from China… Chan Tin Yeung, Chen Lei-chia, THE BLACK DRAGONS!!!
Chan Yeung and Lei-Chia both raise their arms in some sort of cross as the crowd boos them mercilessly.
The bell rings as the match gets officially underway.
Kiyashi: Tin Yeung and Bushido are going to start the match it appears.
Tin Yeung and Bushido lock up. Neither gets the immediate advantage due in part by the fact that they are both very small men. Bushido shoves Tin Yeung out of the lock up.
Mori: I would suspect Bushido to use some vicious strikes on these two members of the Black Dragons, we are not sure how they will react to such an attack.
Bushido and Tin Yeung both stand at their feet, Bushido throws a palm strike at the face of Tin Yeung, and Yeung blocks it. Bushido nods, in a form of respect for the man he is in the ring with. The two men lock up again, but this time Tin Yeung takes the advantage by kneeing Bushido in the midsection.
Asami: Showing a sign of an experienced veteran there is Tin Yeung.
Mori: But we can’t really research their past due to the fact that they haven’t revealed enough about themselves to the Japanese public.
Tin Yeung gives Bushido a loud knife edge chop to the chest, which sends Bushido reeling. Bushido falls backwards into a turnbuckle holding his chest. Tin Yeung walks into the corner methodically, and begins doing a series of kicks to the chest to Bushido.
Kiyashi: Merciless beating here from Tin Yeung. He was waiting to get in the ring earlier tonight and interfere, now he can do it legally, showing the Japanese wrestling community that he is well accomplished in the game of martial arts.
Tin Yeung pulls Bushido out of the corner and he gives him a snap suplex, followed by two spinning leg drops to the throat.
Mori: I would suggest Bushido make a tag as soon as the opportunity arises itself, because he doesn’t appear to be doing too well against Tin Yeung right now.
Instead of going for the cover Tin Yeung picks up Bushido again. This time, Tin Yeung catches Bushido in the face with a nasty looking high kick.
Asami: GOODNESS GRACIOUS! DID YOU HEAR THAT SMACK?!
Kiyashi: Indeed we did, along with the rest of the people in this crowd. That was disgustingly violent.
The sweat flies from the face and head of Bushido as he falls to the mat yet again. Tin Yeung immediately grabs Bushido by his arm and he locks in an arm bar.
Mori: Interesting decision to work on the arm already by Tin Yeung. He started off this match with several vicious strikes to the body and head of Bushido, now he is attempting to wear down the newcomer.
Asami: I wonder if Lei-Chia will take the hint and continue to work on the arm throughout the match, if and when he is tagged into the ring to face Bushido.
The arm bar is locked in perfectly, and Tin Yeung shows no signs of letting go. The referee asks Bushido repeatedly if he wants to give it up, but Bushido shakes his head violently each time he is asked. It is evident by the look on his face that he is in a lot of pain. He tries to make his way to the ropes, but he is kept well grounded in the middle of the ring by Tin Yeung.
Mori: Man, this maneuver gets more painful as time goes on, from what I’ve heard. And logically, it does make sense. The fact that your arm is in such a basic move, for such a long time, in virtually the same position, it’ll get rather uncomfortable.
Finally, after almost a minute and a half in the devastatingly basic move, Bushido makes it to the ropes, but the damage has been done to his left arm, it is completely limp and he hangs it close to his body to try and make sure that the pain is minimal. Tin Yeung grabs Bushido by his left arm, and he gives him a violent Irish Whip. When Bushido returns, he is met by a unique looking drop kick to the arm.
Asami: Goodness gracious, as many times as I say that, I still can’t comprehend what is going on in the ring. That was perhaps the most precise drop kick to a body part other than the chest or face, that I’ve ever seen.
Tin Yeung drags Bushido by his arm to his corner, and Tin Yeung tags in Lei-Chia. Chia comes in the ring and immediately stomps on Bushido’s arm twice. Lei-Chia then picks up Bushido, and he drops him with a single arm DDT.
Kiyashi: I just noticed that Bushido has yet to tag his tag team partner, Ebola III, into the ring. This could be an omen, it reminds me of our match earlier when the other two members of the Black Dragons completely cut off the ring to Cege Hayabusa, and they teamed up on The Bloody Tiger.
Asami: Let’s hope that Bushido can make the tag, for his sake…
Mori: Even more so for his arm’s sake. *Laughs*
Lei-Chia picks up the future Japanese superstar, Bushido, and he chops him viciously in the chest. Bushido doesn’t fall to the mat, instead he absorbs the strike, and he throws a palm strike to the face of Lei-Chia with his right hand, connecting directly in the jaw of the Black Dragon member. Lei-Chia is stunned by this, and staggers back a few feet, just enough to give Bushido the light to run and take him down with a spinning heel kick.
Kiyashi: It’s excellent execution by Bushido here! He now has a chance to make it to his corner and tag in his fresh tag team partner, Ebola III!
Mori: Ebola doesn’t appear to be happy either, he’s been waiting on the sidelines for quite a while now.
Bushido and Lei-Chia are both knocked out on the mat. Each nearing to their corner slowly. Lei-Chia makes the tag to his corner and Tin Yeung comes running in. He grabs Bushido by the foot, and Bushido gets to his feet, hopping on his other foot, Tin Yeung smiles cockily at Bushido, but Bushido replies with an enziguri kick to the side of the head.
Mori: INCREDIBLE sound from that enziguri! Something similar to this happened earlier in the night!
Asami: Now, can Bushido make the tag?!
Bushido dives into his corner and he tags in Ebola III, the crowd goes nuts!
Crowd: EBO-LA! EBO-LA! EBO-LA!
Mori: Who would have thought that a Japanese crowd of professional wrestling fans would be screaming the name of a disease with affection?
Kiyashi: Definitely not me, and those are the five letters that the Black Dragon’s don’t want to hear at this moment and time.
Ebola III gets in the ring and immediately takes down Tin Yeung with a 360 spinning leg lariat. He then does the same to Lei-Chia.
Asami: BACK TO BACK LATINO LEAPS!!! The Latino Leap was a move that his step-father, Jose Gonzalez, had in his regular wrestling repertoire!
Mori: He’s cooking rice and chicken!
Kiyashi: Mori, stop thinking of food!
Ebola III waits for Lei-Chia to get to his feet, and when he does Ebola III kicks him in the gut, and gets him into the position of the Vertebreaker.
Asami: My Goodness no! This is perhaps the most devastating move in professional wrestler because the man that is prone in the air, can not defend his neck!
Ebola III drops Lei-Chia, neck first, in a nasty looking Vertebreaker.
Kiyashi: THAT MOVE IS CALLED Contagion IT WAS THE ORIGINIAL FINISHER OF THE FIRST EVER EBOLA!!!
Mori: Does all of his moves have something to do with his family? Jeez.
Ebola turns around, and is kicked in the chest by Tin Yeung. Tin Yeung goes for another kick to the chest, but Ebola III catches his foot and he gives him a dragon leg screw whip.
Asami: A violent jerk to the mat!
Ebola III immediately picks up the injured Tin Yeung, and he gives him…THE DEATH ROLL!
Kiyashi: OH MY GOODNESS! EBOLA III HAS COMPLETELY CLEANED HOUSE! THE BLACK DRAGON’S HAVE BEEN TAMED!!!
Mori: All he needs to do now is cover one of them and he is finished!
Asami: Oh no, not again! Wait a minute, Ning Ho and Chiang Nam have hit the ring and they are taking out Ebola III and his partner, Bushido!
The two members of the Black Dragon’s that were at ringside, are stomping Ebola III and Bushido. Ning Ho and Chiang Nam perform their Dragon’s Breath move on both men, leaving them laying.
Asami: This is disgusting. This match has ended in a no contest, two times, due to these stupid sore losers!
Mori: Wait, let’s be fair, the matches hadn’t ended yet.
Kiyashi: Damn it, Mori, you saw both matches on the verge of ending, and then the other two members running in, and ruining the match. I hope Miyagawa takes some action against this kind of competition. Let’s go to commercial as Ebola III and Bushido are being helped to the locker room area by the paramedics here.
((Commercial: The World Cup Group H: We all know Japan are going to win it... oh they are, trust me.))
“Fiend” by Coal Chamber hits the speakers with a vengeance. The Japanese crowd reacts with vehement boo’s, heralding the arrival of one, Ali Khadafi. Out from behind the curtain stumbles the Reverend Jesse Kintei, dressed in his hospital Johnny, face caked with blood and shit. He takes a few wobbly steps before falling to his knees, eyes lifted in a silent plea towards the crowd. The crowd's boo’s heightening at the sight of a fallen dignitary, but their noise is cut short by a collective gasp.
Ali Khadafi.
In a snow white gown, white sneakers, and a pointy white hood. It’s not his garb that silences the crowd. It is the three crimson letters emblazoned on the breast of the gown.
KKK.
The crowd recovers from its shock and begins to scream with outrage. The KKK, even in the Orient, is infamous for it’s crimes of hate against the black people. Ali yanks Kintei to his feet and sends him tumbling down the entrance ramp, oblivious to the boo’s, hand on the controller that will send enough currents of electricity coursing through Kintei’s body to start a car.
Asami- This is just disgusting. I don’t think I can watch this; it’s too much.
Kiyashi- Parents, if you have children, I would advise you to put them to bed…NOW!
Mori- …
Ali pushes Kintei into the ring and reaches for a mic. The booing threatens to drown Ali out, but he screams into the mic:
“IF YOU DON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW I’M GOING TO FRY THIS FAGGOT RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EVER LOVING EYES!”
The crowd dies down, but the undertone of mutual hate between fighter and audience is still present.
Ali- “Jordan X Shabazz, you said something two weeks ago that intrigued me a lot. You said something that I found quite interesting. Something that could be damaging to all of that fucking propaganda you spew out in every one of your interviews. Play that tape.”
Shabazz’s voice can be heard over the P.A.- “But if you read between the lines, you’ll see one thing.
Green.
You see, I’m with them for the money. Being a high-powered superstar in the PCW means money.”
The tape cuts off, and the Ali starts back up with his redirect.
Ali- “That’s real choice, Jordan. Doing it for the money. Doing it for the green. Doing it for the cash. Doing what? Jumping ship on YOUR OWN FUCKING RACE TO BE WITH SOME FAT WHITE HICK AND HIS GAY PALS! That’s what you did, Jordan. You’re a fucking sellout. You sold-out your own race, just like Judas Iscariot sold out Jesus. He did it for thirty pieces of silver, and you’ve done it for what? A fucking main-event against a skinhead? I MIGHT BE WEARING A KKK
UNIFORM, BUT I’M NO FUCKING SELLOUT! You sold out your own people. You’ve spit in the face of every slave, worse than I have. You’ve shit on all the ‘Hard-Work’ of the NAACP! You’ve made the black people you’re very own rapper
by jumping over to work with that hick! You’re not even getting paid decent! You’re the token black guy! All I see you doing is running errands for some fat fuck named Duke! Is your life a fucking rerun of ‘Dallas’?”
The crowd reacts with big time boo’s. Kintei cringes in the corner as Ali whips off his hood, and throws it into the crowd. Khadafi’s eyes blaze with their own inner light. The Dem.on.Ma.w. has emerged.
Ali- “You did it for the money… You’re not only a sellout… YOU’RE A UCKING
WHORE JORDAN! YUKA HAMADA DID IT FOR THE MONEY, ASSHOLE! You spread your legs and let Duke fuck you for all your worth! He’s taking you for a ride, asshole, can’t you see that? They saw a bitch like you turning tricks like the twenty-five cent skank you are, and they TOOK ADVANTAGE! You did it for the
money”- Ali spits down onto the mat-“What a fucking pussy. Pussies take that route, Jordan. If you were half the man, half the extremist, half the activist that you claim to be, you would have flipped Duke Williams off and stuffed his ten-gallon hat right down his chunky throat! If you were a man, you wouldn’t have taken the cash! You would have taken the fight! You wouldn’t be slumming around, spreading for bread and hoping there’s a white person for you to rage out against!”
Suddenly “Kill Whitey” by Eminem hits the speakers, and the crowd erupts in cheers. Out from the back steps Jordan X Shabazz, mic in hand.
Jordan –“Ali, you son of a- SHIT!”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Khadafi grins sadistically and presses the red button on the controller down hard. Kintei screams in agony as electricity courses through his beaten frame. He fishtails about before collapsing near the ropes. A small wisp of smoke rises up into the air; the collar of Kintei’s Johnny has caught fire.
Ali- “Shut your mouth whore! I didn’t give you permission to speak-MOTHERFUCKER!”
Security has rushed in through the crowd and three of them tackle Khadafi. His mic falls to the mat and a struggle ensues. One of the guards tries to wrench the control out of Khadafi’s grasp, but only succeeds in getting Kintei shocked again! Kintei’s body jack-knifes as he continues to scream, shock collar crackling.
Asami- Good Lord, someone do something!
Kiyashi- …
Mori-…
Jordan sprints down to the ring and tries to drag Kintei out, at the same time trying to remove the collar. Ali screams in rage and tosses one of the guards off of him and turns onto his belly. Jordan grasps the metal clasp of the collar, desperately trying to release it before Khadafi has a chance to use the controller again.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!”
“RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Hahahahahahahahhahahahahaahhaha!”
Khadafi screams with laughter as he jams his finger down onto the controllers red button, blasting both Kintei and Shabazz with a jolt of electricity. Stunned, Shabazz allows Kintei to slip from his grasp, letting him dangle from the ring like a side of beef in the slaughterhouse. The guards throw themselves onto Ali with renewed vigor, trying to target the arm with the controller.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Kintei and Shabazz take another prolonged blast of electricity. This time, however, Shabazz holds onto the collar, oblivious to the electricity. The crowd begins to scream encouragement as Shabazz takes blast after blast from the collar. Ali’s laughter has died as the guards begin to yank his arm out from under his belly. Another blast, another scream from Jesse, his cries growing weaker with each passing moment, and Jordan works faster.
Ali screams out and lets loose with one more shock, but Jordan lets out a scream of his own. Muscles bulging, sinews flexed, veins criss-crossing his arms and neck from exertion, Shabazz snaps the heavy leather of the shock collar! He flings it away and collapses to the floor, the cheers of crowd swallowing him whole. One of the guards, brings his full weight down on Khadafi’s hand, causing the Dem.on.Ma.w. to release the controller! He kicks it away and they haul Khadafi to his feet, dragging him away from the ring.
((Commercial: The World Cup Group D: Portugal Fears South Korea. They do, really.))
Hanza: The following match is scheduled for one fall and has no time limit! It is a six man tag match!
'Prayer' by Sads plays over the speakers. While the intro plays, the smoke fills the area. Then with the intro finished Inphino Blitz, Mang A Hero, and Jordan X Shabazz stand at the top of the ramp to a hero’s welcome from the Japanese crowd. Mang A Hero goes nuts and begins slapping the hands of all the fans on the way to the ring while Jordan and Inphino are much more serious, both have a bone to pick with their opponents and they are not playing around.
Kiyashi: The Reverend Jesse Kintei is still trapped at the hands of Ali Khadafi sadly. He was brutally beaten and kidnapped from his hospital bed, apparently by Ali.
Mori: That is completely disgusting and has no place in the sport of Puroresu. I hope Mr. Miyagawa puts a stop to this madness between Khadafi and Jordan X Shabazz. These two men are going to end up killing each other.
Asami: And they are expected to do just that at the first ever PURE Pay Per View, in which Ali Khadafi and Jordan X Shabazz will compete in an ‘I Quit’ match.
Mori: It’ll be hell to get either one of these men to quit.
'I'm Gonna Kick Yo' Ass' by The HIT plays over the PA system as The HIT, Carl Kimbell, and Ali Khadafi all make their way to the ring. The crowd gives the three men a bad reaction, with boos.
Mori: This is shocking, the Japanese fans usually don’t boo the wrestlers unless they believe they are cheaters, and Ali Khadafi has proven himself to be a cheater as of late.
Asami: Indeed, he fights and talks dirty. Not something you’d expect over here in Japan.
Khadafi gets in the ring first and he smiles at Jordan X Shabazz. Jordan looks Khadafi dead in the eyes and he nods angrily.
Mori: I think Shabazz is saying ‘You’ll get yours’ to Ali Khadafi in a hidden code!
Kiyashi: That was perhaps the most stupid thing I’ve ever heard come from your lips, and that’s saying something.
Mori: Heh.
Asami: Now to Hanza in the ring. 2
Hanza: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 688 pounds, BLITZ, INPHINO, MANG A HERO, AND JORDAN X SHABAZZ!!
The crowd goes nuts as the three baby faces walk forward and raise their arms in the air. Some fans throw streamers at Inphino Blitz and they are immediately taken up by the ring boys at ringside.
Hanza: And introducing second, at a combined weight of 752 pounds, CARL KIMBELL, ALI KHADAFI, AND THE HARDCORE ISOSCELES TRIANGLE!!!
The three men are booed mercilessly by the fans as only The HIT shows emotion. He gets on the second ropes and he raises his arms in the air, trying to get a rise from the crowd.
The bell rings as Jordan X Shabazz and The HIT stand in the ring.
Mori: The two men in the ring are technical wrestling wizards! The Horribly Insane Trapezoid is very dangerous and unpredictable. While Jordan X Shabazz is a gaijin with a burning spirit.
Jordan X Shabazz and the HIT lock up. Jordan backs The Hardcore one into the corner, and immediately gives him two hard knife edge chops to the chest that cause the HIT to scream out loudly in pain. The HIT then grabs Jordan by the shoulders and reverses the position. Now with Jordan in the corner the HIT gives Jordan four, in succession, chops to the chest that cause the Civil Rights Activist to scream out in pain.
Asami: These men don’t play a single bit! Those chops looked extremely deadly and dangerous, I don’t think that the HIT is too fond of this rising superstar.
Mori: What do you mean? The HIT loves me!
Kiyashi: I think he was referring to Jordan X Shabazz, Mori.
Mori: Shut up Kiyashi! Don’t take away from the wrestlers with your weak commentary!
Kiyashi: *Sigh* Back to the action.
The HIT pulls Jordan X Shabazz out of the corner and he lands him with a snap suplex. The HIT walks into his corner and tags the large man from New York, Carl Kimbell. Jordan X Shabazz crawls to his corner and tags in his costumed chap, Mang A Hero!
Asami: These two men seem to harbor a hatred for each other that runs rather deep.
Mori: Kimbell outweighs Mang A Hero by more than a hundred pounds, so the Hero is at a disadvantage in that particular point.
Kiyashi: But Mang A Hero flies like the junior heavyweight that he is, which gives him the advantage in speed over Mr. Kimbell.
The two men in the ring look at each other. Both of their eyes show anger. Kimbell and MAH run to each other and immediately begin rolling on the ground trading various right and left hands to the face.
Mori: This is more serious that I thought! Usually in Japan we don’t see this kind of brawling, unless a brawling gaijin is involved, and Carl Kimbell Is a brawling gaijin!
Asami: But I still cannot believe the vile hatred that these two men share for one another. Kimbell seems to be having the advantage due to the fact that brawling is more his style and he is much bigger, so his punches carry more force than Mang A Hero’s.
Carl Kimbell has taken the advantage over MAH. He picks up a tired Mang A Hero, and he gives him a deadly looking open handed smack to the throat.
Kiyashi: DID YOU HEAR THAT?! Goodness gracious.
Kimbell smiles at the crowd as MAH gasps desperately for air. Kimbell kicks MAH in the gut and plants him with a snap DDT, followed quickly by a pinfall.
Kiyashi: 1.….KICK OUT!
Asami: Give him some credit, Carl, you aren’t going to defeat Mang A Hero that quickly into a match, no matter how much damage you have done on him with your fists.
Kimbell quickly picks up Mang A Hero and he gives him an Irish Whip, when Mang A Hero returns he walks straight into a nasty looking belly to belly suplex in which the costumed Superhero lands directly on his neck.
Mori: BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! PERFECT EXECUTION BY THE POWERFUL MAN!
Asami: I normally wouldn’t expect such an explosion of power from Carl Kimbell like that, but he is trying to show the Japanese media that he is more than a powerful, brawling, brooding gaijin, he’s trying to show the fans and media that he knows some technical wrestling!
Carl Kimbell gets to his feet, and he picks Mang A Hero to his feet. Kimbell gives Mang A Hero a hard Irish Whip into the turnbuckle, and Kimbell immediately follows up with a lariat that catches Mang A Hero high in the throat. Mang A Hero slumps to the mat in the corner as Carl Kimbell walks back into his corner and tags in Ali Khadafi for the first time as the crowd goes nuts in jeers.
Kiyashi: The fans have grown to hate this dirty professional wrestler. My impartiality is always on the verge of collapsing when he is around. He just makes me sick!
Asami: I would agree Kiyashi. Since he has emerged on the PURE scene I’ve realized what type of man he is. He isn’t in PURE for the competition or the money, he’s hear to inflict serious injury and pain to fellow professional wrestlers trying to make a living.
Mori: Stop player hating you two!
Asami: WHAT?! Where’d you pick that slang up?
Mori: My ‘From Japanese To Ebonics’ tapes.
Kiyashi: *Sigh*
Ali Khadafi slowly walks towards the fallen Hero who is still slumped in the corner, and he smiles. Khadafi immediately begins stomping on the chest and face of Mang A Hero, much to the dismay of the referee and the crowd.
Asami: These aren’t wrestling moves! Give me a break Khadafi! GET OFF HIM!
Mori: You’re supposed to be impartial! Let him wrestle the way he knows how.
Kiyashi: I don’t know very much about his past, but I would venture to say that Ali Khadafi is a professional wrestler with a MEANSTREAK. He must have grown up on the tough streets of Los Angeles, there is just no way possible that a man could harbor as much hate as Ali Khadafi does.
Khadafi picks up the limp and almost lifeless body of Mang A Hero and he throws him into Mang A Hero’s corner, almost as if he daring Jordan X Shabazz to enter the ring.
Asami: This is disgusting! The ultimate sign of disrespect, shoving the almost lifeless Mang A Hero right into his own corner. Daring Jordan X Shabazz to enter the ring.
Kiyashi: Inphino Blitz is looking very angry, almost as if he wants to enter the ring and teach this punk a lesson too!
Mori: Punk? I think not! Though he’s a dangerous man, I give Ali Khadafi all the respect and props he deserves.
Mang A Hero is too beat to make a tag, so Jordan X Shabazz just slaps his fallen mate on the shoulder, as Shabazz enters the ring the crowd goes nuts in anticipation.
Asami: This feud has been escalating as of late, the hatred between to the two men is reaching an all time high! I can’t wait to see these two men go at it.
As Jordan X Shabazz steps into the ring Ali Khadafi begins laughing hysterically. Jordan X Shabazz ignores it and immediately takes Ali Khadafi down with a double legged tackle. Khadafi and Shabazz trade fists like Mang A Hero and Carl Kimbell did earlier. Khadafi, who is the more experienced brawler, takes advantage of Shabazz and begins throwing right hands with deadly intentions. Both men get back to their feet, with Khadafi bleeding from the lip after being head butted by Shabazz in the fight. Khadafi smiles, and licks the blood off his lips and teeth.
Asami: This man is disgusting! He grosses me out so much.
Mori: *Whispers* Typical woman.
Asami: What was that?
Mori: Nothing, Hitomi.
Asami: That’s what I thought.
Khadafi and Shabazz between shouting at each other. They walk face to face, each trying to intimidate the other, both yelling. Neither is throwing any fists, just verbal barbs. Khadafi pulls his arm back and he attempts to nail Shabazz in the face with a right hand, Shabazz blocks it and fires back with a right hand of his own, followed by two more right hands. Shabazz has Khadafi in the corner and Shabazz takes advantage of this by stomping Khadafi as hard as he can in the gut. Khadafi smiles as he takes the beating from Shabazz.
Kiyashi: HA! Shabazz is fooled by Khadafi! Ali appears to enjoy the pain!
As Shabazz goes for one last kick, his foot is caught by Ali Khadafi. With Shabazz hobbling towards the center of the ring. Before Shabazz can kick Khadafi with his other foot, Ali twists Jordan’s leg in a nasty looking Dragon Leg Screw whip.
Mori: My Goodness! It’s finally been shown that Ali Khadafi is a versatile professional wrestler. I didn’t know that he had that move in his arsenal.
Khadafi lets go with Shabazz clutching at his leg. Khadafi slowly picks up Shabazz, and he immediately begins giving Shabazz nasty knee shots to the face.
Mori: MIND F***ing!
Kiyashi: You idiot Mori, you can’t say that on the air!
Mori: Well, then I apologize for having a vast knowledge of the names of professional wrestling maneuvers.
Shabazz’s face is now covered in his own blood. Ali Khadafi gets excited at the site of blood and immediately begins smacking his fists off the forehead of Jordan X Shabazz. Shabazz is almost about to collapse when Khadafi bounces off the ropes, when he nears Shabazz he throws his right arm out wildly in an attempted lariat, Shabazz ducks and when Khadafi returns he walks right into a super kick to the jaw from Jordan X Shabazz.
Asami: BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AND OUT! BOTH NEED TO MAKE THE TAG! SHABAZZ NEEDS DESPERATELY TO TAG IN INPHINO BLITZ WHO HASN’T BEEN IN THE RING THE ENTIRE MATCH UP!
As each man nears his corner the crowd gets louder and louder. Khadafi tags in The HIT, and Jordan dives and tags in Inphino Blitz. The crowd goes nuts as Inphino raises his fists high in the air. Inphino runs right through The HIT and he takes him down with a clothesline, the HIT gets to his feet and walks right into an Inphino Blitz axe kick to the jaw, followed by a moonsault.
Asami: HE CALLS THAT MOVE SHADOW MOON!
Kiyashi: But he’s not going for the cover, he had the opportunity there, that could come back to haunt him later on in this match.
Inphino Blitz gets off The HIT and he runs to the apron and takes down Carl Kimbell with a drop kick to the jaw. As Inphino turns around to attend to the HIT, he is grabbed by his hair from behind and slammed to the mat by Ali Khadafi. The HIT begins crawling towards his corner to make the tag to the bloodied Ali Khadafi. As The HIT nears his corner, the PURE Junior heavyweight champion, The End, begins running down the ramp with his title clutched in his arms.
Asami: He shouldn’t be down here! He shouldn’t be down here! This isn’t the PCW, End. You can’t go around ruining perfectly good matches.
Kiyashi: Yes Hitomi, I’m sure he can hear you perfectly clear.
Mori: Heh!
The referee has his backed turned as Mang A Hero and Jordan X Shabazz try to get into the ring. The End swings his title belt, trying to hit the HIT in the face, but the HIT ducks, and The End nails Inphino Blitz right in the jaw. With Blitz on the mat, The End shocks the crowd by continuing to smash Inphino on the back with his title belt. The End stops as the referee is turning around and he makes his way back to the locker room area.
Asami: AN unnecessary interference there by The End! This match was going perfectly fine until he had to waltz down here and ruin everything!
Kiyashi: Inphino Blitz is nearing crawling back to his corner, and the HIT is trying to make a tag in his corner.
Inphino tags in Mang A Hero just as The HIT tags in Ali Khadafi. Mang A Hero runs at Ali and he takes him down with a flying cross body block. Jordan X Shabazz and Carl Kimbell enter the ring as well, those two men begin brawling.
Kiyashi: This is complete and utter mayhem. Kimbell and Shabazz going at it, The HIT and Inphino Blitz are out of it, Mang A Hero and Ali Khadafi are going at it in the ring! Mayhem everywhere!
Mang A Hero and Ali Khadafi are now both up on their feet. Mang A Hero is on the offensive and he is catching Ali Khadafi with several different palm strikes to the body and face. Mang A Hero goes into a pouch in his wrestling suit and he pulls out a small packet, the referee is still trying to contain Jordan X Shabazz and Carl Kimbell who are fighting in the corner of the ring.
Mori: What’s in that packet?
Mang A Hero kicks Ali in the gut and he puts the contents of the packet into his mouth. Mang A Hero gets behind Ali Khadafi and he gives him a reverse swinging neck breaker, and while in the process, he spit’s the contents of the packet in his mouth, into the eyes and face of Ali Khadafi.
Asami: GOODNESS GRACIOUS! THAT’S THE Arimtage Assault & Drunken Kool-Aid Mist!!! AT THE SAME TIME NO LESS! MANG A HERO JUST SPIT BLUE STUFF EVERYWHERE!!
The referee turns around just in time to see Mang A Hero pinning Ali Khadafi.
Kiyashi: 1.……2.…3!!!!
Hanza: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH, MANG A HERO, JORDAN X SHABAZZ, AND INPHINO BLITZ!!!
The crowd goes nuts as Mang A Hero begins jumping up and down in the middle of the ring. Carl Kimbell and Jordan X Shabazz stop brawling on the outside of the ring. The HIT and Kimbell both make their way to the locker room area separately. With Shabazz standing on the top ropes and playing to the crowd now, Inphino Blitz sits in the corner of the ring, almost in a trance like state. Mang A Hero is still celebrating, little did he know that Ali Khadafi he gotten up, and he wasn’t happy.
Mori: Ali Khadafi just attacked Mang A Hero from behind! Inphino Blitz and Jordan X Shabazz are paying no attention to this though! They have no idea it’s going on!
Ali Khadafi throws Mang A Hero outside the ring and into the crowd. The crowd scatters as Mang A Hero gets thrown into a row of chairs. Khadafi picks up one of the chairs and smashes it across the back of Mang A Hero. Khadafi climbs back over the protective ring barrier and into the ring. He smashes the chair into Jordan X Shabazz’s back, and immediately begins driving the chair into Jordan’s ribcage.
Kiyashi: What an attack from behind by Ali Khadafi! This shouldn’t happen, but darn it, it’s rather enjoyable seeing gaijins destroy each other.
Asami: This is a sick attack, Mang A Hero is completely laid out in the crowd, Khadafi is doing a number on Shabazz, but wait! Inphino is fighting off Khadafi!
Inphino Blitz is now hitting Khadafi in the face with rights and lefts. He has come out of his trance and he throws Khadafi over the top ropes and down to the floor. As Khadafi makes his way back up the ramp, he smiles at the destruction that he has left. Inphino immediately begins tending to his fallen roommates as the paramedics hit the ringside area and help Shabazz and Mang A Hero to the locker room area.
Mori: What a contest! Shabazz and Mang A Hero are injured, now we’re going to head to a commercial break.
((Commercial: Angles... it looks like we finally might have more than two.))
The scene opens up backstage in the locker room of Inphino Blitz, Mang A Hero, and Jordan X Shabazz. An injured looking Reverend Jesse Kintei lies on a makeshift bed of turnbuckle pads and gym bags. Jordan X Shabazz sits in the corner of the room changing back into his street clothing. Mang A Hero stands beside Jesse Kintei with some Pokemon cards in hand a grin on his face.
Mang A Hero: Mr. Reverend, wanna play Pokemon cards? I heard you’ve got a Jigglypuff in perfect condition, I’m willing to give you my first ever card, Pikachu, in mint condition I might add…
Inphino Blitz gives Mang A Hero a stern look.
Inphino Blitz: He was kidnapped, he needs his time to rest.
Mang A Hero holds his head down in shame. He’s disappointed. Jordan is quiet in the corner, he is completely changed into his regular clothing now.
Jordan X Shabazz: Aight guys, I’m fixin’ to cop a Soda from that machine outside, I’ll be back in a minute. Holla.
Jordan walks outside the door and goes to get his soda. Mang A Hero has gone into the rest room to relieve himself, and Inphino Blitz is gone looking for Miyagawa. Which leaves a sleeping Jesse Kintei on the locker room floor. The door slowly opens as a small evil laugh is heard. The large frame and shape reveals Ali Khadafi. He walks to Jesse Kintei and he grabs him by his throat.
Ali Khadafi: Thought you could get away from me? HA! You’re my fuck rag.
Ali Khadafi slowly drags a helpless Jesse Kintei out of Jordan’s locker room area, unbeknownst to Jordan, Inphino, and Mang A Hero.
The scene fades with Jordan X Shabazz returning to the locker room and going nuts realizing the mistake in judgment that he just made.
Jordan X Shabazz: GOD DAMN IT!!!!! KHADAFI’S DEAD! I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL KILL HIM!
The camera cuts back to the commentary desk as the three stunned commentary crew finish watching the continuation of the Ali Khadaffi/Jordan X Shabazz feud.
Hitomi: Since the card writing is running extremely late, how abouts we just get straight to the next match?
Mori: Does this mean that the card won’t be spell checked?
Hitomi: More than likely.
Cut back from a commercial.
“Child of the West” by Cypress Hill and Roni Size blares over the P.A. and out steps The End.
Hanta Kibagaime- Entering the ring at this time, weighing in at 224 lbs., and standing 6’8” tall…THE END!
The crowd boo’s a little, but for the most part keep their mouths shut, because he is the Jr. Heavyweight Champion. End ignores the fans and jumps into the ring, handing the ref his title before doing a little stretching.
“Porno Star” by Sads hits next, and out steps Yuka Hamada. Unlike their reaction to The End, which was nonexistent, the crowd erupts in cheers for PURE’s first female wrestler.
HK- And his opponent, weighing in at 158 lbs., and standing a 5’7”…..YUKA HAMADA
Yuka rolls under the bottom rope and the bell rings. The End wastes no time and lights into the ex-porno star with a spinning heel kick. The blow catches Hamada right under the chin, sending her back into the ropes. End then hooks her arm and tosses her to the mat with a Japanese Arm Drag, quickly locking in an armbar before she can get up.
Mori- Wow. This match is soooo exciting.
Kiyashi- Please ignore the comments of my inane co-worker Japan. Both of these athletes are showing what wrestling in this great country should look like.
Yuka squeezes her eyes shut and begins to work towards the ropes. Finally she’s able to get to them, and The End is forced to release the hold. Yuka holds her shoulder as she gets up, circling to her right to protect that area. End signals for them to engage in a grapple, and to the crowd’s surprise, Hamada complies with the request. They tie-up and after a few seconds of struggling, Hamada pushes off and launches a kick to the midsection of End. End craftily catches her foot, but before he is able to do anything with the move she plasters him with an Enzeguri! The crowd responds with cheers as Hamada pulls End up by the mask and then plants him with a HUGE scoop slam! She bounces off of the ropes and nails a Rolling- Thunder Elbow Drop! Yuka springs to the top and then blasts End to the mat with a FLYING LARIAT as he stands! The crowd is nearly orgasmic after the flurry of moves, and Hamada herself moves to the corner, resting for a moment.
Asami- Truly a display of superb athleticism in that last move set.
Kiyashi- Truly.
Mori- (doing a Busta Ryhmes impression) Pass the Sake…Duh-Duh-Duh…Pass the Sake…
Yuka moves towards The End as he rises anxious to get on with the match. End shows his sportsmanship by allowing Yuka to move into his strike zone before going for a Head-Scissors TakeDown. However, Hamada proves to be a tad bit quicker than he had anticipated by sidestepping the move. End does a kip-up and rushes Hamada, only to be sent to the mat by a Hurricanrana! The crowd goes into hysterics once again. Hamada plays it up for the crowd a moment, before going to the top rope. Yuka Hamada then FLY’S OFF OF THE TOP ROPE WITH A FIVE STAR FROGSPLASH!
Asami- Holy…
Kiyashi- Shit…
Mori- Pass the Sake… Pass the Sake… Buh-Dun-Dun…
Hamada lands the maneuver perfectly, with barely any bounce at all. She scoops The Ends leg and goes for the pin.
1…
2…
Suddenly, Carl Kimbell emerges from under the ring and grabs Yuka’s legs. He yanks her clean out the ring. The ref signals for the bell, dq’ing the End.
Kibagame- Winner by way of DQ, Yuka Hamada.
Asami- That means, however, that the End still keeps his title.
Kiyashi- A travesty, really.
Kimbell slings the ex-porno star back into the ring where he and The End begin to put the boots to her. End takes a step back and nails the bleary Yuka with Blind Luck, drawing blood from her ears. Kimbell then scoops her up and plants her with a big-time Power-bomb. The fans are outraged; but their boo’s turn to cheers as Mang-A-Hero rushes down to the ring. He quickly hops into the ring and proceeds to clean house via drop kicks, lariats, and pure MAH coolness. Kimbell falls to the outside, quickly followed by the End, who is sent head over heals onto the floor via a MAH superkick! Kimbell scurries to the back with Mang-a-Hero in hot pursuit.
From the crowd, a figure cloaked in a black robe descends, almost as if from the rafters. The man swiftly enters the ring, and decapitates The End with a superkick.
Mori Morishigi: Who is that? Someone has come out of nowhere and attacked The End!
The man removes the hood of his robe, revealing himself to be none other than…
Kobentai Kiyashi: It is Charlie Loc! But why?
The Asian Gangster carefully measures The End as he rises to his feet, and strikes with a series of kicks to the head, sending The End down again. Yuki Hamada looks on, an expression of horror on her lovely face.
Hitomi Asami: What has gotten into Charlie Loc?
The answer is given…as “I’m Gonna Kick Yo’ Ass” by The HIT begins playing….but the song distorts, and fades into “Unforgiven” by Metallica. The HIT walks out from the cape, but it is evident from his demented facial expression that he is not himself. Trapezoid enters the ring, and hoists The End up into piledriver position.
Mori Morishigi: Trapezoid is Skylar’s mentor! Someone, stop this!
Rather than sit out, the Trapezoid drops The End straight down, dropping to his own knees, in a reverse tombstone he refers to as the Cry of the Fallen. End’s head contacts hard with the mat, as he crumples into a heap.
Kobentai Kiyashi: I know not why Trapezoid is here, but I applaud it! He has not been shown the respect due a man of his stature!
Hitomi Asami: That is no reason to attack your own student…oh my God..
The Trapezoid no longer seems quite so hardcore and isosceles. Rather, he seems horrifyingly..insane. A wicked glare enters his eyes, as the masked man stalks Hamada, knocking her down with a quick back heel trip.
Kobentai Kiyashi: Trapezoid is out for blood!
The HIT mentions one word, before stooping at Hamada’s side.
“Columbine.”
He picks up Yuki’s head, cradling in his arms, and then proceeds to DRIVE it into the mat. He smiles, lifts it back up, and repeats his action. Hamada’s head bounces awkwardly off the canvas again and again, until her eyes finally close.
Mori Morishigi: This is beyond despicable…perhaps The HIT has not been treated well…no one deserves this..
Desperately, The End tries to get back to his feet, but Loc and HIT are prepared. They strike, sandwiching The End with a double back leg round kick, one to each side of The End’s head. The End crumples yet again, as Loc goes to the outside to retrieve a microphone.
Hitomi Asami: These two men had better have an excellent explanation for this!
Loc hands the Trapezoid the microphone, not saying one word himself, as The HIT begins to speak..
The HIT: You know, I came here to Japan to compete among equals…to avoid what I met in my PCW tenure…but there is no honor here! Tonight’s matchup for the Junior Heavyweight Championship occurred between a blind man and a….a….an adult film star! I thought this nation had higher standards than that!
HIT’s statements meet with disapproval, still, the polite Japanese fans do not boo.
The HIT: Recently, I discovered some things I have repressed in my mind. My stay in a mental asylum….and the hell that was my childhood. You see, I was hypnotized to forget..but now that I remember, I have found that I can channel my hatred..channel my anger..anger at not having a date for my high school prom, anger at being cooped up in a MENTAL ASYLUM during the early years of my life, and more importantly, ANGER AT NOT BEING AFFORDED THE RESPECT THAT I DESERVE FROM THIS COMPANY AND THIS COUNTRY! And therefore…my vengeance begins now..with this…..pornographic star. This woman is unconscious courtesy of Columbine, therefore, I think it only appropriate to show you all….Sixteen Candles.
Loc holds the microphone, as The HIT lifts the unconscious Hamada onto his shoulders. He ascends to the top rope, and fully extends her in an inverted crucifix. He leaps off the top rope, letting her body fall behind him before taking hold of her head, and turning the move into an Ace Crusher, jarring Hamada’s body, as she bounces off the mat upon impact.
Kobentai Kiyashi: Dear God….this is growing excessive…
Charlie returns the mic to The HIT, a blank expression on his face.
The HIT: Oh, I must introduce you all to Charlie Loc. A man, who like myself, has been underappreciated. I’m sure the brainwashing I used on him will keep him loyal, after all, this is for our own good.
Hitomi Asami: This man is evil incarnate…what plans does he have?
The HIT: Simply put, our goal is victory and destruction. With the ability to channel my past…I can now be anything. The mild mannered Hardcore Isosceles Trapezoid…or the evil and diabolical Horrifyingly Insane Trapezoid. Either is fair game.
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Asami: We have an excellent main event lined up for you all here tonight!!
Kiyashi: We have the boss Alexander Miyagawa and his friend Jeremy Johnson facing off against CCW newcomer Cianan.
Morishigi: Let's toss it over to Kibagami already in the ring!
The camera cuts to show Hanza Kibagame already standing in the ring. He raises his microphone to his lips and begins.
Kibagame: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the PURE main event for the night! this handicapped match will be scheduled for one fall, with PURE's head official Kuonji Taki refereeing!!
Kuonji raises his hand as "Of Men and Wolves" by Metallica hits the speakers. Cianan comes walking down to the ring. He climbs in and stares out to the people, raising his arms and slapping his chest. He stands still as his music fades away slowly, only allowing the audience's anticipating cheers to be heard.
Morishigi: The people are really hyped for the CEO!
The lights lower as "One Step Closer" by Linkin Park begins to crank the arena. The fans all cheer on the PURE CEO and JJ. JJ comes prancing out down the walkway, rocking his head to the music as Alexander Miyagawa walks with his eyes locked on Cianan. They both climb into the ring with their eyes upon Cianan, who keeps his own locked on his two adversaries.
Kibagame: First, from the Bowery, weighing in at 245 pounds...CIANAN!!!
Cianan steps out of his corner and cuts his throat before pointing at Miya and JJ. The two partners restrain each other as Hanza announces them.
Kibagame: And his opponents, at a total of 400 pounds...Jeremy Johnson and the PURE CEO...ALEXANDER MIYAGAWA!!!!
JJ springs out of his corner and raises his arms. Miya raises an arm before cracking his knuckles. then he looks on to Cianan, who moves into the center of the ring. Taki motions for JJ and Miya to approach the center of the ring as well. when they do, he explains the rules. Then he checks each of them for weapons in their pads or boots. Miya and JJ go back to their corner into a huddle. JJ nods before stepping onto the apron outside. Miya steps toe to toe with Cianan, who doesn't budge an inch. Taki asks them if they want to shake hands, but Miya and Cianan just stand there staring at each other. He shrugs as he signals for the bell.
Morishigi: These two aren't worried about handshakes. It's the employer against the employee!
Taki backs off as Miya and Cianan circle each other around the ring. The fans all begin clapping their hands and chanting the name of Miyagawa.
Crowd: MI-YA!! *CLAP CLAP* MI-YA! *CLAP CLAP* MI-YA! *CLAP CLAP*
Cianan and the CEO lock up in the center of the ring. They stand there in their battle of dominance for a minute before Cianan goes into a side headlock. He wrenches on Miya's head three times before Miya pushes him off. Instead of bouncing into the ropes, Cianan stops right before them and glares back at Miya.
Asami: Look at these two get it on! They're going move for move!
The two circle around the ring again. JJ cheers Miya on from the sideline as Cianan offers a test of strength to Miyagawa.
Kiyashi: An old, yet classic encounter in wrestling is the test of strength. It separates the men from the boys, the strong from the weak.
Miya accepts, and the two wresters are locked at the hands. they both strain upon their opposing strengths, neither gaining ground or losing any. then Cianan begins to push hard down on Miya, almost sending the PCW legend to his knees. Miya suddenly reels back up and fights back. Cianan soon finds himself on one knee, his face twisted in straining pain.
Morishigi: Here comes the boss!
Cianan picks himself back up to his feet, and then musters up enough strength to kick Miya in his gut. Miya leans forward as Cianan begins his attack with right hands to Miya's face. Cianan puts him back against the ropes with his punches across his face and chest before he whips him into the opposite rope. Miya bounces back and runs at Cianan, ducking a clothesline and bouncing off the next set of ropes. Cianan turns around just in time for a neckbreaker drop from PURE CEO Miyagawa!
Asami: OOH! Nice neckbreaker from Miyagawa-san!
Miya picks Cianan back up and whips him into the ropes. He leans down for a shouder back toss, but Cianan kicks him in his face. Then he kicks him in his stomach before double underhooking his arms.
Morishigi: He's going for Fade to Black already!!!!!
Miya rams his head into Cianan's stomach before sliding between his legs. Then he reaches up and locks in Therapy!!
Morishigi: Therapy!!!! Therapy!!!!!
Ciana scrambles forward and falls into the ropes. Taki calls for the choke to break, and gets Miya off a few seconds afterwards. Cianan coughs a bit as he looks back at Miya. Alexander Miyagawa motions him forward with his hand, taunting him to attack.
Asami: The CEO has really shown Cianan here tonight that there's he's not just some executive!
The two circle around again, this time a huge cheer from the crowd for the action thus far. Miya goes to lock up, but Cianan kicks him in his stomach and whips him into the ropes. Then he drops Miya down with a drop toehold and locks in a STF. Miya squirms in pain as Cianan wrings the hold into him. Cianan lets him go, standing to his feet and stomping into the back of Miyagawa. Miya stands back up and punches Cianan in his jaw sharply. Cianan stumbles back surprised as Miya chops him repeatedly into the ropes. Then he whips him off and flips him off with an arm drag on the way back. he drops down quickly and puts on a short arm scissors.
Kiyashi: Nice counter from the boss!
Cianan worms frantically into the ropes, dropping a leg across the bottom rope. Miya lets go and lets Cianan stand back to his feet. Cianan runs at Miya, but Miya stops him with the A-Void, sending him down to the mat for a pin.
Taki: ONE...TW---
Cianan kicks out before the two count. Miya picks him back up and puts him in a head leg scissors, preparing him for a piledriver. Cianan suddenly punches Miya in his stomach and nails him with the Enlightenment, spiking his head into the mat!
Asami: Ouch!! Miyagawa-san's head bounces off the mat!!
Cianan goes to pick up Miya, but Miya scoops him onto his shoulders and nails him with a spinning fireman carry! He leaves Cianan in the middle of the ring as he walks over and tags JJ!
Morishigi: Here comes JJ!!! Look at the little guy go!!
JJ flips into the ring and beings stomping away at Cianan. Cianan slowly begins to get back to his feet despide JJ's assault. when Cianan becomes vertical again, he switches his attacks to punches and chops. He manages to knock Cianan into a corner with a wide left chop, where he follows by climbing on the turnbuckle and punching into Cianan's face. Cianan delivers a blow to the sternum, allowing him to slip out from under JJ.
Kiyashi: Cianan escaped nicely there.
Cianan then springs off the second rope and nails JJ with a diving neckbreaker!!
Asami: Whoa!! Crucial neckbreaker from the second rope on JJ!!!!
JJ lies on the mat rolling in pain as he holds his head. Cianan begins his assault on the smaller JJ with constant boots to his head. he then picks him up and whips him into the ropes. JJ bounces back only to be knocked back down with another neckbreaker!
Asami: Another neck breaker from Cianan!!
Morishigi: Another neck breaker reference from Asami!!
Cianan drops down on the back of JJ head with his knee a few times, making sure that the smaller ex-PCW star feels the full effect of the cranial assault. Then he picks him up and lays JJ down with a brain buster DDT!
Kiyashi: A well played technical assault from Cianan, targeting the head of JJ.
Cianan drops down to the mat to follow with a sleeper hold around Jeremy Johnson. Suddenly Johnson elbows his way out of it and a microphone flies into the ring. JJ hits a jawbreaker on Cianan dropping him to the mat. JJ grabs the microphone.
JJ: WHAT COMES AFTER L?!
The crowd rather mumble as JJ looks hopelessly into the crowd for some sort of response.
JJ: You do know that you’re supposed to scream “Bow” don’t you?
Cianan mean while is on his feet and slams into JJ with a flying shoulder block, sending him back into the turnbuckle, sending Miyagawa flying off the side of the ring. JJ bouces out straight into... FADE TO BLACK!!! JJ gets kicked in the stomach, followed by double underhook, Cianan lifts his opponent up onto his shoulder, and drives into the mat, with a sitting double arm powerbomb, then he slides his feet, hooking his opponents leg, and locks them into a butterfly lock; a Double Underhook Powerbomb, to Butterfly Lock... and JJ TAPS OUT IMMEDIATELY TO MIYAGAWA’S HORROR!!
Winner by Submission: Cianan.
Hitomi: I don’t believe it!
Mori: And because of a pre match stipulation, if Cianan won, he was back in the Asian Title Tournament... and he won!
Miyagawa looks frantic and just walks away from the ring in disgust, leaving JJ look sheepish and confused in the ring.
Kobentai: Well that’s all we have for you tonight, see everyone at Ikusa Five!
The PURE2002 logo appears in the top right as the camera fades out on a victorious Cianan standing in the center of the ring.