| [ One more commercial break done an over with. Now its time for Trip versus Con Escobar. The two of them make their entrances to the ring. This match kicks off with a show of power by both men. Early on Con realizes he's not just going to bowl over Trip. The former PWT champ giving up a few inches in height, but is heavier. [ After about fifteen minutes of a very back an forth battle Con decides to bring in a table. He props it up in the corner and then whips Trip into it. The ref isn't gonna let this go so he pulls Trip off.....Only to be run through the table himself by Con. [ Trip an Con then beat each other beside the stage to the back. The ref eventually comes to and throws this match out. And its commercial time. *COMMERCIAL BREAK** [ Shockwave cuts back from commercial to deliver the main event of the entire wrestling week. And with a sudden drop of temperature, the arena felt like Alaska- Minus The Bridge to No-Where. The steady based pulse of a heart sounded over the PA System, of course the bass rocked through the seats. It was up until the rapper The Game's voice was heard when the dark red color strobe lights started to flicker through the arena. Soon enough stepping through the curtain with his trusty agent at his side was PWT's Public Enemy #1- Jacob Mitchell. Getting a heated reception from the people Jake strolled to the top of the ramp where he let his eyes scan the arena before smirking and continuing forward. Bob Fecca: "One of- If not thee most controversial professional wrestlers today. Eddie, what do you think Jake's chances are in this match?" Eddie Styles: "I personally think Jake's got it in the bag. As much as I hate to root against Seifer, I can't bring myself to go against Jake- Its not logical!" Bob Fecca: "Don't count out Christian Michaels or Drew Stevenson, both men are warriors." Eddie Styles: "You know what seperates Jake and Seifer from CM and Drew?" Bob Fecca: "What?" Eddie Styles: "Infamy and Immortality." [ Just as that left Eddie's 'insightful' mouth, Jake had proceeded to drop down to a knee in his traditional ring-entrance-type-thing-move and bowed his head- The arrogance was unbelievable. Sabrina ".. And from Hooooooonnnnnnoooooooooooooluuuuuuluuuuuuuu, Hawaii! Weighing in at two-hundred and sixty found pounds- Accompanied by Loren Gabriel.. THHHEEEEEEEEEEEEE INFFFFFFFFFFAMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOUSSSSSSSSSSSSS,, JAAAAAAAAAACOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB MIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTCCCCCHEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL!" [ Jake's attention shot up as he stood tall and looked towards the ring- Graced with Drew Stevenson and made his way towards it before pulling himself up onto the ring apron and taking a second to crack his neck before hopping over the top rope and landed perfectly. Hitting the corner, he pulled himself up onto the turnbuckle and cocked his head back before hitting that Muhammad Hassan pose that was slowly beginning to turn into a trademark Jake pose. Dropping down to the mat, he backed himself in the corner and looked off towards the ramp. Eddie Styles: "COOL!" [ Suddenly there's a blast of pyros on the stage and "Champion In Me" by 3 Doors Down blasts over the speakers. The fans get to their feet cheering waiting for the smoke to clear. Soon the smoke does clear and there's CM with his back to the crowd and arms in a Y2J-style pose. He spins round to face the fans and heads down the ramp. Michaels making sure to slap as many hands as possible on the way. Sabrina: On his way to the ring, he is the Southern Heartthrob.....CHRISTIAN MIIIIICHAELS! [ CM makes his way up the steps and ducks into the ring. He approaches the nearest corner and ascends the ropes. The Heartthrob holding his arms up leading the fans to cheer loudly. He hops down and his theme fades away... Bob Fecca:" And after this short commercial break, we’ll be right back! [ We fade to commercial one last time **COMMERCIAL BREAK** [ The camera returns with Seifer already in the ring, magically. He probably flew in due to his serious skills. Bob Fecca: "And here.. We.. go." [ The bell rung, the crowd popped and someone probably died from the amount of talent in the ring at the moment. Circling the outside was the 'fifth element' in Loren Gabriel as CM and Drew shot random glances his way to let him know that they saw him. Seifer on the otherhand wasn't worried- He knew Loren and didn't feel he'd be a deciding factor. Drew stepped into the middle of the mix, and he got railed by a stiff European Uppercut on behalf of Jake that darted him backwards and into the corner, CM and Seifer locked up- Not before CM gained the early advantage with a quick knee to the gut and a snapping DDT. Making the quick cover.. On-KICKOUT! [ Too quick- Seifer had too much energy.. Way too much energy for that. That didn't stop Jake from sailing across the ring and kicking CM in the back of the head- Even after Seifer's shoulder had exploded up and off of the mat. Bob Fecca: "OH COME ON!" [ CM grabbed at the back of the head as Jake chuckled at Seifer's misfortune, not before Drew shoved Jake forward and into the turnbuckle. Going sternum first into it- Seifer managed to knock Drew out of the ballgame with a solid clothesline while Jake turned around and Seif returned the chuckle and smirk. Eddie Styles: "A little competition between the two?" [ Pushing himself up, CM knocked Jake up and into the air with his own European Uppercut as Drew snatched Seif's leg from outside the ring nad pulled him out. Drilling Jake with hard bodyshots that the fans went crazy over- CM looked for the finishing blow- A huge right hand, but Jake blocked it. Catching CM with a few shots of his own, he managed to fight his way out of the corner and back into the center of the ring, where Jake forced CM with his back to the ropes. Looking to irish-whip CM into the ropes- CM reversed it as Drew managed to catch Jake's leg before he could rebound off of the ropes. Now with all three men on the outside, CM looked around the arena before shrugging and throwing himself off of the ropes and pressing himself over the top with a cross-body that managed to take down all three men. Bob Fecca: "WHAT AGILITY BY THE SOUTHERN HEARTTHROB!" [ The crowd begun chants of "PEE DUB TEE" as CM was the first up, followed by Seifer. Jake had rolled to the side and was using the barricade as a way to get back up while Drew slowly pushed himself up. Noticing Jake in the corner of the outside- Drew mustered up enough strength to sprint towards Jake looking to take him out, not before Jake side-stepped Drew and used his own momentum against him- Shoving by the back of the head over the barricade and sending him crashing onto those in the front-row. Eddie Styles: "Thats that wit that I'm always talking about!" Bob Fecca: "Wit?! JAKE JUST SENT DREW INTO THE FRONT-ROW!" Eddie Styles: "Like Andrew Dice Clay always said.. You wanted front row? You got front row!" [ Seifer had a commanding lead on CM, firing off hard-chops and kicks to CM trying to soften him up as Jake rolled back into the ring and backed himself into the corner with a smile on his face- Tapping the right side of his temple displaying his quote-unquote 'smartness.' Rolling Seifer back into the ring after taking a quick lead with a stunning kick to the midsection, CM followed and quickly applied a chinlock on the mat trying to slow the pace down and revise his strategy. Jake didn't budge from the corner- Keeping his eye on Drew the whole time, he wasn't concerned about Seifer, he knew Seif had a lot of fight left in him. Drew managed yo get back over the barricade and rolled into the ring and Jake quickly took advantage of this by stomping at Drew's back as he got back to his face. Knocking himself into the corner, Jake fired off a few stiff chops before Drew snapped out of it and ducked beneath and oncoming right hand to get Jake in a waist-lock. Avoiding a few elbow's thrown his way, Drew snapped Jake off of his feet and planted him into mat with a bridging German Suplex. Bob Fecca: "BEAUTIFUL!" One.. Tw- KICKOUT! Eddie Styles: "NOT YET MY FRIEND!" [ Jake's shoulder snapped off of the mat just before the ref's hand could fully come down, which got a pop from the crowd. All the mean while Seif had fought back to his feet and knocked CM in the gut with a few elbow-shots and then sent CM into the ropes. Seif backed himself into them and bounced himself forward- Taking CM down with a beautifully executed calf-kick. Making the cover and hooking the leg.. One.. T- KICKOUT! [ Drew had interjected himself into the mix and broke up the pin, as Jake once more rolled towards the turnbuckle to gather up his strength. Seifer's eyes had gone small- Tthe obvious sign of anger as he jumped to his feet and beat Drew to the punch. Hard rights and lefts was followed by a whip into the ropes. Drew hit the turnbuckle hard as Seifer followed qucikly with AIR SEIFER! Catching massive hang-time- Seif pulled his momentum down and all two-hundred and somewhat pounds came down pretty hard, taking the air right out of Drew's body. CM slowly got to his feet and managed to slow Seifer down with a elbow to the kidney. Spinning around, Seifer looked for a quick clothesline attempt possibly, which CM ducked beneath. Popping up behind Seifer, CM managed to snatch his head and drop him with a quick neckbreaker, that did its cause- To shock and awe Seifer. Instead of making the pin- Which CM knew was a lost cause, he used the time he had managed to muster up and picked Seifer up- Throwing him outside of the ring, to give him some time to possibly capitalize on Seifer's attack on Drew. Out of no where though- Jake popped up and CM luckily caught him at the last minute looking for The Prodigal Drop. Eddie Styles: "IS IT GONNA BE LIGHTS OUT FOR CM!?" [ NO! CM managed to drop down to the mat and pull the top-rope down with him, causing Jake to sail over the top-rope and land on Seifer- Who was standing up, or had gotten back to his feet. Hitting Srif like a plancha- Both men went down hard as CM pushed himself up and looked down at both with a smile- Knowing that he had managed to cash in on the time needed to get back onto the ballgame. Turning around, Drew had apparently got back his second.. third, or at this point possibly his fourth wind and tried to come at CM too, but CM side-stepped it. Bouncing off of the ropes, CM's leg exploded.. And out of no-where, could end the match- Drew Just Got Whapped. Bob Fecca: "OH MY GOD! CHRISTIAN JUST HIT THAT SUPERKICK!" Eddie Styles: "DREW IS GONNA BE ELIMINATED!" Bob Fecca: "The smart thing to do would be to let CM get the cover over Drew- But that could also be a bad decision depending on how you rank Christian Michaels and Drew Stevenson. NONETHELESS, CM MADE THE PIN! CM MADE THE PIN!" One.. Two.. Eddie Styles: "I THINK THIS MATCH IS OV-" Thre-KICKOUT! Eddie Styles: "-ER, NO!" [ Before the ref's hand could come down.. An opening was presented that Loren Gabriel couldn't allow to pass up on. Before CM would of taken Drew out of the game, Gabriel had snatched the ref out of the ring, which got an immediate round of heat. Loren pointed to the stands- Claiming it wasn't him as the referee continued to shout in Loren's face, warning him about his actions. Bob Fecca: "THE FIFTH ELEMENT! DAMN YOU GABRIEL! DAMN YOU!" [ While CM eyed Loren on the outside, thinking about the thousand and five ways he can break Loren's neck, Jake and Seifer had gotten to their feet and begun to argue over what had just happened. The move came when Seifer shouted at Jake, asking what was up. The tension was still high from Jake rejecting the Horsemen's proposal earlier as Jake turned his head away for a second- Only to snap his attention back towards Seifer and shove him backwards. The crowd 'oOoOoOoOo'd' as even CM had changed his attention towards what was going on outside- As Seifer returned the favor. Jake chuckled lightly before he darted forward, grabbing Seifer's right arm as he did so. Trying to whip Seifer into the ring-post- Seifer managed to reverse the momentum- And Jake hit the ring-post, hard. Striking the steel ring-post stiff- On the same messed up shoulder, the sound that emitted wasn't healthy- At all. Jake grabbed at his shoulder and hit the deck pretty quick- Seifer had realized what he had done and his face gave it all away. Bob Fecca: ".. Oh.. Oh my God. Eddie.. Did you hear how hard Jake hit the ringpost?!" Eddie Styles: "I did Bob, and that was bone meeting steel. I think Jake- Jake is hurt." [ Surely enough, Jake rolled over onto his back while clutching his shoulder, keeping his eyes closed as he did so he could try and mask the pain he was feeling. Seifer rolled back into the ring as the ref looked down at Jake on the outside, while CM and Drew was back at it, right for right- Left for left, it was an all-out war. The ref threw up the 'X' with his arms after going outside the ring and checking up on Jake- EMT's took a few seconds to emerge from the back, but sprinted down quickly and went to work on Jake. He didn't look to want the help, thats how he always was. An EMT tried to tell him to stay down, but that same EMT got knocked upside the head with Jake's good arm as he pushed himself up and cringed as he did so. His arm looked dead in its place, but he moved to the ring nonetheless, shouting at the EMT's to go. Eddie Styles: "This guy is unreal." Bob Fecca: "He's risking further injury on that shoulder- This isn't a wise move at all. Look at how his shoulder is just hanging, motionless.. I don't think he's got feeling in it." [ Out of no-where, static broke over the PA System and the lights cut off for a few seconds as the JumboTRON lit up with those colored bars with 'rebooting' under it, which was when it was turned off and on. The lights shot back on, and in the middle of the ring with a gash on his forehead- Out cold was Jacob Mitchell. Loren Gabriel was down on the edge of the ramp- Drew was laid out outside the ring and CM was down in the corner.. As standing outside the ring, backing up the ramp with smug looks on their faces was Cross and Omen. Bob Fecca: "WHAT?!" [ Laying over Jake's unconscious body was Seifer, who looked pretty out of it as well, as the ref dropped down.. One.. Eddie Styles: ".. This is bad." Two.. Bob Fecca: "I can't- I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" THREE! [ As if America dropped a nuke on China0- The crowd went quiet, showing the 'quiet Japanese heat' or whatever Raven said back when he had crucified Sandman. As the Horsemen gathered outside the ring with a cloudy looking Seifer- The scene had slowly faded off.. On a crazy note. | 
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