Zarek Lyle Vs Leaky Format

"YES YES YA! YOUR DREAMS ARE NOW FULLFILL! GET OUT YOUR SEATS AND
LETS GET ILL! LIVE BEFORE YOUR VERY EYES, HE IS THA EPITOME OF GREATNESS, YOUR WRESTLING ICON,
GIVE IT UP FOR THA LEAKY ONE....LEAKYFORMAT"
THE LIGHTS GOES DOWN AS THE MUSIC PLAYS...
FOR THEY IS THE KINGDOM, THE POWER, THE GLORY FOREVER....
THE KINGS THE RULER THE RULER RULES"

Leaky Format comes out as the crowd boos and chants "Leaky sucks." He does a spin and drops to his knees as more pyros erupts. As he walks to the ring with a cocky strut playing to the crowd. He enters the ring and does another muscle pose, waiting for Zarek to appear

CC: "This may possibly be Leaky Format's last chance at gaining the BUDvision strap. He's tried so many times in the past without success, and this may just be the final straw."

JF: "You said it right Charlie, Leaky's tried so many times without success. He's never been able to pull it off, until now that is. I mean, look at who he's up against, the 'rookie sensation' what the hell?"

CC: "That 'rookie sensation' you're talking about is the same man who has beaten Leaky many times in the past. Who knows, maybe Leaky will pull it off, or maybe Zarek will walk out as the victor once again."

The arena is filed with fans, chanting for their favorite superstar. The chanting continues when suddenly the lights go out. The audience is left in the dark when "The Hand That Feeds" by Nine Inch Nails pours out of the speakers. The fan favorite Zarek Lyle appears at the top of the ramp, in his usual wrestling attire, with a warm welcome from the audience. He jumps up and down, pointing to the crowd, making them scream even more. He then runs down the ramp, and jumps up onto the aapron. He then proceeds to the left turnbuckle, climbs it, and points to the crowd once again before jumping inside of the ring. There, he waits for the bell to ring and the match to begin.

JF: "Wow, here's Zarek for the second time without Abram. Thank god that kid is out of here, he was getting annoying as hell."

CC: "Abram was Zarek's manager, they were friends, I'm sure he's devastaed from what Pierce did to Abram. That Pierce is evil, and what he did to Abram was flat out wrong."

JF: "Yeah, whatever, let's just get this match going."

The bell rings...

and the match is underway. Zarek and Leaky gaze at each other across the ring before coming out of their respective corners. A lot of bad blood is in this match, and it's all coming to head a yet again in this match. The two begin circling, looking for a spot to attack their prey. It's not smart to tackle straight out of the gate, you could easily be tossed to the mat, and your opponent would gain the upperhand. The two have faced so many times, that the know what the other will do, and that's why they have to be careful in this match. The two lock up in one position, and they soon change positions. Leaky ends up in back of Zarek, locked up. Leaky lifts Zarek up into the air and slams him back down, face first in a belly-to-back slam. Leaky pops up to his feet and easily taunts, believing he has the upperhand. He takes Zarek's legs, attempting to apply a submission hold, but Zarek kicks him back. Zarek pops up and Leaky bumps into the ropes. Zarek catches Leaky, bounding off of the ropes and hits an enziguri. Zarek's foot collides hard with the side of Leaky's head.

JF: "What a waste of valuable air time..."

CC: "What are you talking about? These two are putting on a great match so far."

JF: "If you say so."

Zarek raises Leaky to his feet and tosses him up on his shoulders. Zarek lets out a scream to raise the crowd to their feet. He's trying to get the crowd cheering before he hits a big move. The crowd starts clapping, but obviously Zarek takes to long with his taunting, as Leaky had done before. Zarek goes to hit a him impact somoan drop but Leaky counters and rolls Zarek up on his back. The ref counts.

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