[Iron Maiden's "The Wicker Man" reverberates through the sold-out Thomas and Mack Center in Las Vegas, Nevada. The fans rose the their feet, as they knew this was something special. This was the WWA National Title Match!]
#[i]Hand of fate is moving and the finger points to you
He knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do
Your tongue has frozen now you've got something to say
The piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way[/i]#
[After the crowd absorbs the first four lines, Rune Archer bursts out of the entranceway, as energetic as ever, pumping his fist in the air, feeding off the hot crowd. He gives a broad smile knowing that this is Summer Games, and this is wrestling's top stage.]
#[i]You watch the world exploding every single night
Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light
Say goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death
Hello to eternity and live for every breath[/i]#
[Rune gets up on the apron, smile still on his face. He looks around the jam-packed arena, then quickly steps inside the rign, walking over to the far ropes. He gets up on the second rope, and pumps his fist in the air, sending flashbulbs all over the arena into a frenzy.]
#[i]Your time will come,
your time will come
Your time will come,
your time will come[/i]#
[Rune jumps down off of the ropes, turning 180º to face the entranceway once again, waiting to take on the WWA National Champion, turning his neck to one side, then the other. He stops, and begins to smile, as his music continues to play.]
#[i]The ferryman wants his money you ain't going to give it back
He can push his own boat as you set up off the track
Nothing you can contemplate will ever be the same
Every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame[/i]#
[As the second chorus hits, Too Trancey Twoey, Tommy Drake and Pete Van Coolsa come out of the entranceway, to a MASSIVE pop. TTT playing air guitar (not at all like Hogan, I swear), Drake with a big smile on his face and PVC simply walking down towards the ring.]
JC: What the hell is this?
Ern: I guess Archer has back-up for this match, to counter Greer's entourage!
[As the music dies down, Archer beckons for a mic. He gets on, gives it two taps to check that it's working, then speaks.]
Archer: Greer, I'm not quite so stupid as you may think I am, so, unfortunately, you're going to have to take me down one-on-one if you hope to retain your National Title. I have the best of CCW's Flyweight Division right here to back me up if any of your goons decide to join the party. So, come destroy me, oh Killer of Cruiserweights.
[Archer throws the mic down and beckons Greer to come down to the ring. His three accomplices take their places at ring side as "Hollowpoint" by Anybody Killa plays over the speaker system and Stephen Greer walks slowly from behind the curtain with a mic in his hand as he walks down the ramp. He appears to be alone]
Ern: Well Team Danger isnt anywhere to been seen but that dosent mean they should be put out of your mind.
JC: I think Archer is afraid of Stephen Greer, and thats why he brought along all these cruiserweights.
Greer: First off, you can tell these fans of yours to shut up.
[BIG heel pop!]
Greer: You know, I realized something while I was beating your fellow cruiserweights to an oblivion. It's not worth destroying you tonight. So, there will be no National Title Match tonight...
Greer: Unless, the so-called President meets my fee. If not, punk you are out of luck.
["Voodoo Child" blares from the speakers as WWA President, Tim Young steps out from the curtains with a serious look on his face and a mic on his hand.]
President Young: Greer, you have got some nerve trying to pull this kind of stunt here tonight. You do realize that I can fire you right here and give Archer the title.]
[MAJOR face pop!]
Greer: You could do that but you won't. To you, it just comes down to one thing. You want to gives these ignorant Vegas peons what they want. And right now, they want Rune Archer versus The King of Pain for your precious National Championship. I know it and you know. All I want is a little extra compensation for the time I have to spend kicking Archer's ass. Think of it as re-negotiation.
[The Prez turns around and looks more angry than before.]
President Young: Alright, damn it. You got a deal. I am not going to short-change these fans on this night. They deserve the best that the WWA has to offer.
Greer: I thought you would see things my way.
[The Prez just stares through Greer with sheer intensity before turning around leaving through the curtains.]
Greer: Alright, jerky. Do your job.
[Greer just smirks when he steps through the curtain.]
Ern: Now, that was funny. Greer had the boss over a barrel.
JC: Greer better be careful. President Young has done some strange things since he's been in office. He might just decide to book Greer in a Loser Moves to Siberia Match.
Ring announcer: This match is for the WWA National championship and is one fall only. First the challanger from Dartmouth, Nova Scotia...RUNE ARCHER!
[BIG face pop!]
[Twiztid's "Whatthefuck!?!? (Extra Crispy Mix)" hits the speakers and the crowd erupts with a nonstop rumble of jeers. The lights dim and spotlights at the base of the entrance way shine upward. Stephen Greer, "King of Pain", slowly slithers through the curtains and stops. The fans show their approval of Greer as trash rains down on him as he stands at the top of the runway, his head hanging, his long hair tied back. Dressed in black combat boots, loose black pants and a black t-shirt with "The E" in large flourescent blue letters on the chest, Greer smiles within the hatred. The WWA National Title is strapped around his waist as the WWA King of the Death Match Title belt is slung over his shoulder.]
JC: I can't believe that Greer was this close to disgracing the National Championship right here at Summer Games.
Ern: You better believe it. Greer is just funny that I guess.
[Greer takes a few steps forward, which gives space for Terry McGrady and Sebastion Dillon III to spill out onto the runway. McGrady walks bacwards down the runway, videotaping of course, as Dillon adjusts the lapels to his black Valente` suit before walking to the ring.]
Ring Announcer - "Standing six foot three inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred and sixty-five pounds... accompanied by Terry McGrady, Cindy Lewis, Sebastion Dillon III and the Witch Killers... hailing from Detroit, Michigan... he is the WWA National Heavyweight Wrestling Champion, WWA King of the Death Match. self-proclaimed "Cruiserweight Killer" and the "King of Pain"... STEPHEN GREEEEEER!
[Greer slowly continues forward, the crowd continuing with their assault. Cindy Lewis emerges from the backstage area, a large red streak accents her blond hair. Wearing black leather pants, a skin-tight black tank top also with the flourescent blue "The E" stretched over her breasts, and platform vinyl boots, she stops. She motions to the backstage area and the curtains part again.]
JC: Why would any man need this many people with him?
Ern: He's evening the odds. Do you see how many people in the ring want to kill him?
JC: Good point.
Ern: Exactly.
[Greer has reached the ring, and his entourage fills the ringside area, seemingly guarding the rear entrances. The Witch Killers, wearing hooded black robes, stare straight ahead, their orange and black "Season of the Pumpkin" masks just barely visable under their hoods. Greer stands in the ring, jawing the fans at ringside and spitting on some of them. WWA Security Guards file into the ringside area to keep the fans at bay. With everyone in place around the ring, Greer takes to one corner and stares ahead at Archer, laying both of his title belts out in front of him.]
JC: This is going to be another wild ride as even the WWA's own security team is at ringside to keep the fans from tearing into Greer after those comments from earlier.
[The bell rings]
Ern: Here we go guys, its time to get things started.
[Archer walks over to Greer and starts talking smack and Greer starts jacking his jaw right back. Apparantly Greer takes exeption to something Rune says, and he swings with a big right hand which Archer ducks under, spinning around with a clothesline staggering the bigger Greer. Rune comes off the ropes with a dropkick, knocking Greer down as Rune follows up with a quick elbow drop and he attempts to lock on a armbar however Greer is too strong and he power out and retains his feet.]
JC: Thats going to have to be Greer's tactics here Ern, over power the smaller Archer.
[Archer whips Greer towards the ropes but is reversed. Greer shoulder blocks Archer to the ground and comes off the ropes himself. Archer rolls into his path, forceing Greer to jump him. Archer is up quickly and grabs Greer in a sleeper. Greer looks like he is going to power out again until Rune takes him down, still holding onto the sleeper hold making sure his body is inbetween Greer and the nearest ropes. However Greer with his greater strength once again breaks the hold. The pair are quickly to their feet and Greer delivers a stiff boot to the stomach of Archer and delivers a textbook suplex. Greer holds on, and lifts Archer to his feet spinning him and setting him up for a Belly to Back Crossface Chickenwing Suplex, however with quick thinking Archer breaks Greers hold on him and gets a very quick go behind.]
Ern: Millenum suplex...No, reversal..Rune Archer will a millenium suplex of his own!
JC: He really had to pop his hips for that one, and Rune is right back to that sleeper hold.
[However this time there is no opertunity for Rune to get his body angled right and Greer is able to get to the ropes quickly. Once again, Greer is up to his feet this time with Rune right on top of him. Rune delivers a hard european uppercut and whips Greer HARD into the corner and as he stumbles out, Rune is right there with a drop toe hold and a quick leg drop to the back of Greer's neck before he locks on a STF. Greer reacts almost with panic as he scrambles for the ropes before the move can be locked in.]
Ern: Archer doing a number on the neck of Stephen Greer here. I would have thought he would have concentrated on the legs to take out his vertical base.
JC: Greer needs to slow the match down to his pace and take control.
[Archer ducks behind Greer, applying a hammerlock, ducking Greer's attempts at elbowing Archer in the head. Greer then reaches between his legs, and pulls Archer's leg out from under him. He rolls Archer over and clamps down with an ankle pick. Rune struggles, but Greer keeps the lock on firm. Archer then manages to get up to his other foot, kicking Greer in the head while turning around until he stood over Greer, Greer having to sit bent over. Archer grabs the arms of Greer and pulls up hard.]
Ern: What a series of holds by these two men!
JC: They're certainly showing they can grapple.
[Greer rolls on to his back, and then bridges, getting Archer in a double-armed pin. Before the ref's hand goes down, however, Rune bridges up, and turns around, still holding on to Greer's arms in a double underhook. Greer then spins around, and jerks down, holding on to one of Archer's arms in a vicious Fujiwara armbar.]
Ern: Greer got the best of that exchange. A very slow methodical pace for both men to start out.
[Archer slowly reaches back, fighting the pain, and takes Greer over with a headlock takedown with his free arm, but Steven is quickly up to a crouch as Rune walks over then Greer comes out of his crouch with a vicous lariat, knocking down Archer.]
JC: That is what I am talking about.
[Greer picks up Archer, and sets him up for his big sitout powerbomb. However Rune counters him mid-move into a picture perfect hurricinrana, impacting Greer's head on the mat.]
Ern: Once again, alot of pressure on the neck of Greer. Rune sees his opportnity now.
[Rune jumps up onto the second rope, laying a sound legdrop over the neck of the prone Greer.]
JC: Ew!
[Rune goes for a quick cover, and the ref is quickly down to make the count]
[One....]
[Tw..KICK OUT]
[Greer kicks out and as Rune comes back to continue the work Greer trips him and slides him outside]
Ern: Not alot of respect being shown by Greer.
JC: He eats crusierweights for breakfast, though.
Ern: This is no normal crusierweight, this is Rune Archer.
[Greer gets to his feet, twisting his head around trying to get some of the the stiffness out as Rune slides back in, staring a hole in Greer. Greer makes a run at Rune, but Rune kicks him in the gut, doubling him over. Rune takes Greer down with a swinging neckbreaker. He picks Greer up again before swinging him around for a inverted piledriver]
Ern: I think Archer has made his game plan quite clear here.
[Greer manages to get to a knee, really trying to shake his head clear now. Rune crosses over to him quickly and double underhooks him for a quick brainbuster.]
JC: RUNE BUSTER!
Ern: That may be it!
[One......]
[Two...KICK OUT]
[Greer kicks out again. Archer sets Greer up, sitting, on the top turnbuckle. He smacks the King of Pain with a rising uppercut, takes a step back, then smacks Greer in the chin with a backflip kick, Archer landing on his feet. Not one to dawdle, however, Archer jumps up to the second rope. He feeds Greer a couple of forearms, then manages to lift the two-hundred sixty-five pounder onto his shoulder, face down, Greer's legs behind his back. Archer stands straight up on the top rope, give a small, two-fingered salute, then jumps off, landing with a huge Fire Thunder Driver!]
Bishop - Beautiful!
Catchphrase - Really beautiful...
[Archer lifts Greer up and then backs Greer into the corner, and begins to open up on Greer, almost Van Coolsa style, opening up with brutal forearms, knee strikes to the face, european uppercuts and roundhouse kicks. Archer backpedals half the length of the ring, runs at Greer, and hits him with a HUGE running forearm smash, which send Greer toppling over the top rope from the impact, Archer grinning, and beckoning Greer to continue their battle.]
Bishop - Greer just getting the battle taken to him...
[Greer slides into the ring, ducking a Clothesline from Rune, the booting him in the gut right away, and plants him with a _stiff_ DDT, driving his head into the mat. Greer gets up and starts to stomp on the back of Rune's head, then drops an elbow. Greer gets up and stomps on the back of Rune's head once more.
Bishop - A fight has broken out between Sebastion Dillon III and Too Trancey Twoey!
Catchphrase - Dillon tried to enter the ring but Twoey won't have any of that!
Bishop - Now the Witch Killers are getting involved, thus making Drake and Van Coolsa get involved!
[The referee leans through the top and second ropes, trying to break up the fight. While all this is going on, Stephen Greer slides to the outside of the ring nad grabs a steel chair, snapping it shut. He slides back into the ring as Archer stands.]
___ BANG! ___
Bishop - You'd think the referee would hear...
[Rune doesn't fall, so Greer hits him again.]
___ BANG! ___
[Then again.]
___ BANG! ___
[Rune falls as Greer throws the chair to the outside. Greer drops down for the cover and the referee turns around, starting the pin.]
ONE!
TWO!
Bishop - Archer kicks out!
[Greer lifts Archer up to his feet, throwing him into the corner of the ring via an Irish Whip. Before Archer can get there, though, he falls onto his knees, then flat on his face, too hurt. Blood now pours out of a gush on his head.]
Bishop - Well, agree with it or not... Greer now has the edge.
Catchphrase - Win at any coses!
[Greer lifts Archer up to his feet, and lifts him up, spinning him into a Tombstone postion. Greer walks around a bit, showing off his strength, then he jumps and spins at the same time, _DRIVING_ Archer's head into the mat.]
Bishop - "Mental Wrap!" Driving Rune!
ONE!
TWO!
Catchphrase - Rune kicks out again.
[Greer gets up, slamming his boot into the back of Rune's head. Greer lifts up the bloody Rune and throws him into the corner of the ring. He makes Archer sit up on the top of the turnbuckles, then climbs up, making Rune stand. Greer stands on the top himself, then hooks his head for a DDT, wrapping his leg around Rune's. He sweeps Rune's legs back, falling forward, _DRIVING_ his head into the mat once again, this time with a DDT!]
Bishop - "Nothing's Left!" A beautiful top rope Inverted Russian Leg Sweep DDT!
Catchphrase - Very different.
[Greer goes for the cover once more.]
ONE!
TWO!
TTTTHHHHRRREEEEE -- NO!
Bishop - Rune kicks out again!
[Greer stands, yelling some orders to Sebastion Dillon III and the Witch Killers. Twoey, Pete and Drake over-hear and rush over, trying to put a stop to it. They do a damn good job, taking Dillon down, but the Witch Killers avoid any attack. The Flyeights take Rune's corner again, damn sure they put a stop to whatever Sebastion Dillon III had in mind.]
Bishop - Dillon is up... but crawls under the ring?
Catchphrase - I don't know... he's weird.
[Greer lifts up Archer and boots him in the gut, then puts Rune's head between his legs. He lifts Rune up, and locks ina cradle, then jumps into the air, nailing a perfect Cradle Piledriver.]
Bishop - "Death's Cradle!" Nice jumping Cradle Piledriver!
[Greer goes for the cover once again...]
ONE!
TWO!
No! Kickout!
Bishop - What does Greer gotta do?
[Greer lifts up Archer once more, again, again again, and the Flyweights in his corner runs over to Dillon when they notice that he set up a table on the outside of the ring. They blind-side Dillion, knocking him down. Greer kicks Rune in the gut then shoves his head between his legs, then lifts him up via POwerbomb style, then throws him over the top rope to the outside.]
___ CCCCCCRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!! ___
Bishop - ARCHER GOES THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK!
Catchphrase - OH MY GOD!
[Twoey noties first, and rushes over to check on Rune. Greer throws his fists into the air and the crowd boos as Greer flips them the double bird. Drake runs over and checks on Archer, then the referee leaves the ring and checks. Van Coolsa doesn't bother checking, and instead runs into the ring and nails Greer with some huge punches, forearms, elbows and kicks. Pete nails Greer with the _BIGGEST_ kick that can be heard all throughout the arena.]
___ SSSSMMMAAACCCKKKK!!! ___
[Greer falls and Pete leavest he ring, throwing Archer in to the ring. Pete pushes Archer until he's ontop of Greer a little bit. The referee drops down.]
ONE!
TWO!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!
[Ding, ding!]
..:POP!:.
Annoncer - The winner of the match, and NEW WORLD WRESTLING ALLIANCE NATIONAL CHAMPION... RUNE ARCHER!!!
Bishop - NEW NATIONAL CHAMPION!
Catchphrase - But how can he be proud, he won because of Van Coolsa!
Bishop - Good point, Rune didn't win this match himself... and while the normal wrestler may not mind because it's a win, it's a Title, Rune may really be hard on himself.
Catchphrase - Only time will tell.