Post by Jesse Styles on Jan 10, 2014 1:55:22 GMT -6
MAIN EVENT NEW HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
Jill Matthews: Well it has been a cold yet tremendous night here in Chicago for the Demented Greetings edition of Ignite. We've seen championships change hands and blood spill across the mat during the night, but Vince, I think the amount of blood that will be spilled in the Main Event will be unfathomable, and it will all be for the richest prize in this company, the World Heavyweight Championship.
Vince Walters: When you think of Insane Rules, Jill, you think of an absolute war. You think of a massacre. You think of bones being broken and careers being shortened in a matter of minutes. I have a feeling we are going to witness something special here tonight in the Windy City, but I will say this. If Ryan Pugh manages to walk out of here as the World Heavyweight Champion, I will eat my underwear!
Jill Matthews: So you're putting all of your faith into Vanessa?
Vince Walters: Not exactly. My bet relies solely on Ryan Pugh being able to walk after the punishment he will go through in this upcoming match. That's why I said if he WALKS out, I will tear this underwear off, and eat it on live television!
Jill Matthews: You better hope that Vanessa does a good number on Pugh then, Vince, because you could very well be digesting those filthy undergarments by the night's end.
Vince Walters: They're not filthy! Besides, I won't be hospitalized from that like Matt Slater was.
Jill Matthews: That was an entirely different situation, Vince ... and I'm still furious about what Seth Iser did to Slater after he lost the Trans-Atlantic Championship to Hunter...
Vince Walters: Why don't you give him the kiss of life after the show then? If you're that concerned about him, you can leave this commentary table and I'll call the action myself!
Jill Matthews: That would be unprofessional ... plus the viewers might get turned off by what you have to say...
Vince Walters: They've lasted this long, haven't they? I can't be that bad!
Jill Matthews: If only you were aware of the truth. Let's go to Tom Davis.
The bell tolls to inform the restless crowd that the Main Event is about to begin. They cheer loudly just from the sounds of the metallic object, proving how much they have anticipated this World Championship clash. Tom Davis stands in the center of the ring with his microphone, surveying the audience for a brief moment before he conducts his introduction.
Tom Davis: Ladies and gentleman ... this is your Main Event of the evening! The following contest, scheduled for one fall ... is an INSANE RULES MATCH ... and it will be for the NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! There are no rules, and anything goes. The only way to win is by Pin-Fall or Submission!
"Better beware, I go bump in the night. Devil-may-care with a lust for life. And I know youuuu... can’t resist this. You know youuuu... are so addicted."
The sound of 'Mz Hyde' by Halestorm suddenly booms from the speakers in the arena, as a deep blue smoke smothers the stage, ramp and ring. We see obnoxiously bright lights flash to the beat of the music. The smoke hovering inside of the ring then suddenly swirls into the air with a strange 'WHOOSH' at the chorus of the song, and when we hear 'say hello to something scary', there... standing in the ring amidst the blue fog... is none other than the Queen, Vanessa, looking like she'd just gotten back from a rather ritzy party. She dons a VERY low-cut little black dress, expensive looking jewels; the whole shebang, despite her vibrant pink hair being the usual wild mess. With a smirk, V twirls her hand in the air, and the smoke swirls around her again, before finally dissipating... to reveal Miss Opportunity in her normal wrestling gear, a cup of coffee in her grasp.
Vince Walters: I still want to know how she does that!
Tom Davis: Introducing first, the CHALLENGER! From Crystal Falls, Michigan, weighing in at 135lbs ... "The Queen" VANESSA!!!
Jill Matthews: No matter the illusion, Vanessa always seems to impress and amaze. That has been the basis of her entire career. For years she has impressed and amazed a lot of people with her toughness, with her opportunistic mindset, and with her accomplishments. Tonight, Vanessa has the chance to amaze us all once again. She has been the NEW World Champion once before. Can Vanessa add a second reign to her achievements, or will her chance at supremacy slip away from her fingers like the wisps of smoke that just departed this arena?
Vince Walters: I don't care if it's Vanessa or Pee Wee Herman. As long as that fat piece of shit isn't World Champion in this company, I'll be happy!
Jill Matthews: Inkt and Adrien Specter have fallen victim to crushing defeats tonight. Will Ryan Pugh complete the sweep by losing the championship he holds dear, or will he break the pattern and go into 2014 as the World Heavyweight Champion?
Vince Walters: I want all of EVO to suffer! Tonight has proven that they can be stopped, and soon they'll be stopped once and for by the Mafia!
Jill Matthews: Or by Hazard ... or by Golden Remedy ... or Bobby Backdoor ... or maybe even...
Vince Walters: JOHNNY STYLEZ!
Jill Matthews: ... Yeah ... or maybe him...
Vanessa takes a final sip from her mug after pandering to the crowd. She then leans on the ropes as her music fades away, awaiting the arrival of her monstrous competitor. The crowd start to boo heavily, showing their disapproval for the champion before his music even hits.
Jill Matthews: This crowd has been volatile all night. I hope we don't get a riot...
Vince Walters: If Pugh gets mauled by these people ... I say get me the popcorn!
"The End of Heartache" by Killswitch Engage blasts throughout the arena, sparking mass negativity from the fans in attendance. After a short while, Ryan Pugh walks out with the NEW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder, bearing an expression of discontent and determination; the type of determination that will result in barbarity and wreckage the likes of which the NEW fan-base have not witnessed in months. He acknowledges Vanessa in the ring before he walks to the ring slowly, jaw-jacking with the fans at random points when they shout abuse at him.
Tom Davis: And her opponent, from Athens, Georgia, weighing in at 290lbs ... he is the NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ... RYAN PUGH!!!
Jill Matthews: When it comes to Insane Rules, this man sets the standard. I can still remember the Insane Rules Match he had with Jesse Styles at Moonshine and Mayhem, a match I will not soon forget. This year he has demonstrated carnage and havoc in a series of Xtreme matches, including his war against Hazard at Justice 5 in an Insane Iron Man Match. Tonight, he will complete 2013 for NEW in a match that he favors, one that he has mastered and experienced for years. And by the look on his face, he is in that very zone that has given him the nickname The Insane Icon. He is uncontrollable in these types of matches, and will do absolutely anything to win.
Vince Walters: Yeah, including using Inkt and Specter to help him!
Jill Matthews: Well because of Cera and Hazard, he will have to go this one alone, which is how it should be. There will be no one to help him in this encounter. For the record, Pugh is capable of finishing these matches on his own. We have witnessed his history over the years, as I mentioned earlier. But lately, he has confided in EVO to support him. That will not be the case this time. But on the other end of the spectrum, there will be no one to help Vanessa as well, and it's not like she needs help in these types of matches either. She was called the Queen of Xtreme for a reason in years gone by, until she simply became The Queen and THE New Edge Veteran, which I know must not sit well with her opponent.
Vince Walters: Maybe Seth Iser could lend a helping hand?
Jill Matthews: Oh please! After what he did tonight, I never want to see him again!
Meanwhile, Pugh has got into an intense staring contest with a fan at ringside, a scrawny bearded fellow who repeatedly insults Pugh's weight. Pugh just stares a hole through the man before he steps forward, closing the gap. Growing anxious, the mouthy man takes a cautious step back, realizing how menacing Pugh can be and will be if he continues with his verbal assault. Afterwards, Pugh tells the man he's a fucking coward before he sets his sights back on the ring.
Jill Matthews: Look how pleasant our World Champion is with the fans. He truly excels when it comes to representation!
Vince Walters: As if he cares! If NEW was soaked in gasoline, he'd light the match and set the entire company ablaze!
Pugh finally enters the ring and shows off the World Championship, taunting Vanessa with it. However, Vanessa merely smirks at this gesture of superiority, not showing any form of intimidation or anger at Pugh's methods. Pugh then hands the championship over to the senior official, who holds up the championship and presents it to the crowd.
Jill Matthews: Expect this one to be bloody and violent, ladies and gentleman. For those of you who are squeamish, I would seriously consider skipping this match and reading the results later.
Vince Walters: Those people are pansies! If you watch New Edge Wrestling, it's more than likely you're watching it for the shock value! So don't listen to what Jill says!
Jill Matthews: I'm just making a Public Service Announcement...
Vince Walters: No one pays attention to those things! We don't need censorship here! We thrive on violence and high-impact!
Jill Matthews: Well ... don't say I didn't warn you...
The referee consults Vanessa and Pugh about whether they're ready to compete, knowing the punishment that awaits them. Vanessa and Pugh each agree to the terms of the match, having garnered a storied history in Xtreme matches during their NEW careers. The referee then signals for the bell, sending the crowd into raptures based on bloodlust and anticipation!
DING DING DING!!!
Jill Matthews: And here we go! The World Heavyweight Championship is on the line! Anything goes, and there must be a winner!
Pugh and Vanessa exchange words from their distant corners, attempting to irritate the other into making the first move. Instead, both of them remain steadfast, not willing to lower their defences and become vulnerable for an expected attack. Eventually, the two of them square up, with Pugh offering Vanessa a free shot to get things started. He even bows down to go to V's level, showing how much taller he is than the challenger.
Jill Matthews: Is this confidence Ryan Pugh is showing, or is he simply testing Vanessa here?
Vince Walters: I hate to say it, I really, REALLY do, but he needs to be confident in order to win. If he doesn't believe in himself, he might as well just kiss the World Title goodbye.
Vanessa chuckles as Pugh taps his cheek with his finger, expecting a slap or a punch, maybe even a solid elbow strike. Vanessa takes it upon herself to accept Pugh's offer ... but instead of striking him physically, she pinches his cheek with her fingers and pulls the skin around, treating Pugh as if he were a giant infant or a cuddly bear! The crowd laugh at this show of juvenile disrespect, and Pugh immediately looks pissed off as Vanessa speaks to him like someone would a newly-born baby!
Jill Matthews: Oh ... my...
Vince Walters: Give him a diaper! He's about to have a tantrum!
With fury, Pugh rears back and lashes out for a brutal clothesline, but Vanessa anticipates this act of retaliation and ducks under the swing. Vanessa gets some quick kicks in to Pugh's legs as Pugh turns around, attempting to keep Vanessa in focus. Vanessa laughs as she skips backwards, showing that she'll be quick and evasive against the champion.
Jill Matthews: Vanessa has the tendency to be quick and opportunistic, and since Pugh is much slower, that's her strongest quality in this match.
Vince Walters: Yeah ... but Pugh is much stronger, and if she gets caught or blocked, she'll be in a world of trouble.
Pugh stalks towards Vanessa, attempting to block her off in the far corner. That's when he rushes forward again for a body press, but Vanessa once again dodges the attack with her speed, inflicting some more damage to Pugh's legs and knees with snap kicks before backing up. The crowd start to chant "Let's Go Nessa!", using the shortened version of her name to make the chant catchy. This also irritates Pugh as he moves forward, getting into an amateur wrestling stance of sorts as he tries to detect what Vanessa will do next. Vanessa, as if to mock Pugh, then gets into the same kind of stance, brandishing the bulge of her breasts and flaunting her cleavage for all to see. Not being enamoured by these personable additions to her body, Pugh rushes forward for a third charge, but for a third successive time Vanessa avoids him, this time sliding between his legs, hopping to her feet and catching Pugh with an Enziguri as he turns around!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa is dictating the pace of this match, and Pugh has been unable to gain any kind of control! Now he's stumbled back into the corner from that Enziguri, and Vanessa is really laying in the strikes now!
Vince Walters: Yeah! Bust up that damn ingrate!
Vanessa's shots seem to be doing wonders on Pugh's injury-ravaged body in the corner, due to years of violence and extreme risks, but Pugh eventually resists the blows and shoves Vanessa away from him. As Vanessa rolls back and recuperates, Pugh uses this opportunity to rush forward for a clothesline that could very well be successful. However, Vanessa once again relies on her evasiveness, ducking under the swing and running to the ropes. Off the rebound, Vanessa jumps towards Pugh and catches him in the chest with a Bicycle Kick, but this only seems to make Pugh stumble backwards somewhat. Undeterred, Vanessa kicks away at his knees again, dodging a swipe from Pugh before she runs at the ropes again. This time Vanessa executes a Handspring Back Elbow, but once again Pugh rocks backwards without going down!
Vince Walters: He's teetering!
As the crowd expect him to fall on the third attack, Vanessa rushes at the ropes as fast as she can, building tremendous momentum behind her. After coming off the ropes, Vanessa flies at Pugh for a Spinning Wheel Kick, but Pugh suddenly catches Vanessa in his arms, not wasting time as he launches her over his body with a Fallaway Slam! Vanessa crashes to the canvas from the impact, residing near the ropes as Pugh feels his knee and recovers from the initial onslaught.
Jill Matthews: Vanessa nearly got Pugh off his feet with that barrage of attacks, but it was to no avail! Now she's the one that meets the canvas first, and Pugh looks like he's about to tear her limb from limb.
Pulling Vanessa up by her pink-coloured hair, Pugh grits his teeth as he holds her up against his chest again. This time he drops to a knee and delivers a sudden Backbreaker onto the challenger, resulting in boos from the crowd. Shaking his head, Pugh punishes the fans for their negativity by delivering ANOTHER Backbreaker, this time keeping her bent against his thigh and waiting to hear the reaction. Once again he gets booed, and once again he shakes his head, powering Vanessa up and executing a third consecutive Backbreaker! After these manoeuvres, Pugh tosses Vanessa away as if she were a rag doll, watching her writhe on the ground as she feels her back, yet doing so with a slight smile on her face.
Vince Walters: Is she smiling?
Jill Matthews: Who would smile after an assault like that?
Vince Walters: She looks like she enjoyed it, at least to me. If Pugh saw that, he'd definitely give her something NOT to smile about!
Deciding not to waste more time, Pugh brings Vanessa up, grabs her in a front facelock and executes a Delayed Vertical Suplex. The impact causes the canvas to ripple and Vanessa to shake momentarily, due to her spine being damaged methodically by the World Champion. Afterwards, Pugh covers Vanessa with a leg hooked, causing the referee to spring into action.
ONE!
TW--
Vanessa kicks out just before the count of two. Pugh strokes his beard in thought momentarily, keeping his eyes on Vanessa as she releases a painful sigh. Eventually, he positions himself at the side of her and heaves her upwards, keeping her twisted as he applies a standing Abdominal Stretch, continuing to work on Vanessa's back. Yet Pugh decides to have some fun of his own as he slaps his hand against her ass inside of on her side, groping her buttocks as he puts the pressure on!
Jill Matthews: Now that's just pathetic! How perverted!
Vince Walters: You think THAT's perverted? I've seen your videos, you sick woman!
Jill Matthews: ... Seriously? Back to that already? Can we have one week where you don't bring up the subject of my past?
Vince Walters: Not unless you pay me something-something...
Jill Matthews: Not a chance.
Vince Walters: Have it your way, sugar tits.
The crowd attempt to will Vanessa out of this predicament Pugh has her in, doing so as the referee keeps checking on her condition and asking if she wants to give in. Vanessa continues to refuse, proving that she's one of the toughest competitors in the business. Instead of keeping the hold applied, Pugh lets go and shoves Vanessa away, spreading his arms and showing how superior he is. The crowd respond loudly with boos, which Pugh naturally soaks up. A "Fuck You Pugh!" chant then begins to grow in prominence, which causes Pugh to stop what he's doing and acknowledge the fans, shouting at them that he's the champion and deserves respect. By this time, Vanessa has gotten to her feet, albeit gingerly, and as Pugh focuses on Vanessa again, she clips his leg with a low Dropkick, bringing him down to one knee!
Vince Walters: So much for show-boating, you dumb bastard!
Jill Matthews: Pugh is FAR from dumb, Vince, but look at Vanessa, blasting him in the face and chest with elbow strikes and chops!
Vanessa continues her barrage, including a few well-placed kicks that resound throughout the building! With one final kick to Pugh's jaw, Vanessa grabs him in a front facelock and drops back for a DDT, using the momentum to force Pugh face-first onto the canvas!
Jill Matthews: DDT from Vanessa!
Vince Walters: Wait, she's not done!
Following the DDT, Vanessa grabs Pugh's arm and locks in a Crossface, tearing away at Pugh's shoulder as she pulls back! Due to his massive frame, Vanessa can't quite get the pressure she desires, but Pugh is still experiencing discomfort nonetheless, growling with pain as Vanessa wrenches back. Midway through her hold, Vanessa releases her right arm from around his neck and elbows Pugh on the neck and head several times, wearing him down even more before she locks her hands again!
Jill Matthews: If Pugh taps out to this Crossface, I will be amazed!
Vince Walters: You did say Vanessa can amaze you!
Jill Matthews: What I am surprised at is that this match, so far, resembles an ordinary encounter more than an Insane Rules Match!
Vince Walters: That will soon change. I'm sure of it!
With the crowd demanding that Pugh tap out and suffer ultimate humiliation, Pugh defies his detractors as he starts to get up to his knees. Vanessa keeps latched onto him like a monkey though, still causing discomfort to the champion as he steadily gets up to a vertical base. Vanessa is literally wrapped around his arm and neck as Pugh stumbles around, not being sure how to get Vanessa off him. Finally, he opts for the simple route ... FALLING BACKWARDS AND CRUSHING VANESSA UNDERNEATH HIM WITH A SIDEWALK SLAM!
Vince Walters: DAMN! She just got flattened like a pancake!
Jill Matthews: He didn't flatten Vanessa completely, but it was enough to stop that Crossface! Vanessa has a relentless grip, as we have seen with her Off With Their Head submission move, but that might not be a factor if Pugh keeps using his strength and size to overcome her arsenal!
Pugh feels his shoulder and neck momentarily, looking at Vanessa as she once again deals with the pain coursing through her spinal column. A few seconds later, Pugh rolls under the ropes to the outside, searching for weapons as the hardcore audience scream with delight.
Jill Matthews: And after that short assault from Vanessa was derailed, Pugh has decided to bring the hardware into action!
Vince Walters: Well this is what Insane Rules is about ... no fucking rules! If weapons weren't used, I'd be shocked!
Given the extremities of Insane Rules, Pugh introduces a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire! The crowd roar with both abject horror and fiendish delight at the sight of the weapon, which Pugh tests as he touches his fingers to the sharp barbs. A couple of fans at ringside decide that this is the smartest time to tell Pugh, in no uncertain terms, that he sucks, prompting the World Champion to advance towards them with the weapon in hand. He rears back to swing the bat at the fans, but stops when security push the hecklers back.
Vince Walters: I wish Jesse Styles was here, so I could listen to him call those fans STUPID! What were they thinking?!
Jill Matthews: I will admit, some of our fans can be ... unique.
Vince Walters: Unique isn't the word! Moronic is more like it!
After dealing with the hostile crowd for a few moments, insulting them and threatening them with the weapon, Pugh heads back to the ring to continue his assault on Vanessa. But as he begins to slide into the ring, he is alerted by the sight of Vanessa, charging towards him to the best of her ability and hitting a low Dropkick into his bearded, scar-riddled face!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa wasn't going to stay down for long, but if Pugh hadn't dealt with our loyal fans at ringside, he wouldn't have been blasted in the face! But with that barbed wire baseball bat in the picture, anything can happen!
Whilst feeling her spine for a few moments, Vanessa notices the weapon in Pugh's grasp. Realizing that it could be useful, Vanessa attempts to pry the weapon from Pugh's hands. However, the champion remains defiant, wanting to keep a hold of the object. After a short struggle, Vanessa pulls on the weapon so hard that her hands slide up the wooden handle, causing her hands to rip against the barbed wire at the top! Immediately shaking her hands from the pain, the challenger sees her hands are sliced from the barbs, but there isn't much blood. Unfortunately, this distraction results in Pugh getting back to his feet with the weapon and STRIKING VANESSA IN THE TORSO WITH IT!
Jill Matthews: NO! That barbed wire bat was just slammed into Vanessa's body!
Vince Walters: I thought he'd target her face with it!
As if one shot wasn't enough, Pugh brings the bat down onto Vanessa's spine as well, tearing the flesh somewhat and causing instant agony! However, a shriek of pleasure escapes Vanessa's lips between her cries of anguish, causing Pugh to raise his eyebrow. With a low growl, Pugh waits for Vanessa to get back up, and when she does, fighting against the odds despite the weapon being a fierce enemy, Pugh SLAMS THE BAT ACROSS HER HEAD, WITH THE BARBED WIRE CUSHIONING THE BLOW YET CAUSING BLOOD TO FLOW AT THE SAME TIME!
Jill Matthews: JESUS CHRIST! Enough with that bat already!
Vince Walters: The sad thing is, that's probably not the worst item Pugh brought with him tonight.
Chucking the bat aside, Pugh believes he can attain a victory as he covers Vanessa, hooking her far leg to limit her options on kicking out.
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO! Vanessa shoots her far arm up, resulting in a kick-out!
Vince Walters: She kicked-out!
Jill Matthews: Yet the blood is flowing from her forehead, thanks to that barbed wire baseball bat. If it gets into her eyes, she'll have a lot to fight against.
Annoyed by Vanessa's resiliency, Pugh gets back to his feet, only to move to a specific corner of the ring. After checking underneath the corner of the ring with his hands, Pugh pulls something out, something that had been stuck to the underside of the canvas. As he lifts it up, everyone can clearly see that it is his TRADEMARK STAPLE GUN!
Jill Matthews: Oh for fucks sake, not this!
Vince Walters: I'm getting Johnny flashbacks just looking at it!
With the crowd showing their displeasure at this piece of office stationary, Pugh grabs Vanessa by her pink hair again, which is slowly darkening from the blood that is seeping out of her head. Keeping Vanessa on her knees, Pugh then brings the staple gun to her head and BEGINS TO STAPLE HER FOREHEAD CONTINUOUSLY, DRAWING MORE BLOOD WHICH FLOWS WITH QUICKENING SPEED!
Jill Matthews: THIS IS SICK! THIS IS HORRIBLE!
Vince Walters: IT'S INSANE RULES! Are you going to step in there and stop him?! I'm staying the fuck away!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa's face is coated in blood, and Pugh must be having a grand ol' time with that Staple Gun! This is disgusting!
Somehow, despite the immense pain, Vanessa begins to shriek hysterically, almost laughing along with the pain she is feeling. Pugh looks a little unsettled by this reaction, throwing his staple gun to the corner of the ring, but he starts to hammer away at Vanessa's damaged back, which only makes her reaction worse. Completely frustrated, Pugh hoists her up and raises her leg upward, capturing her body in this position before he throws her over his body with the PUGH PLEX!
Jill Matthews: Pugh Plex, and Vanessa landed right on her neck!
Stains of blood coat the white canvas as Pugh stumbles towards Vanessa, covering her again as the referee has no choice but to count her shoulders down.
ONE!
TWO!
THR---NO! Vanessa kicks out again!
Vince Walters: What the fuck is she on?!
Jill Matthews: She's not going to give up until she's dead or unconscious, Vince! Vanessa wants to be the World Champion again, and not only that, she wants to defeat the man she calls her "Wall", Ryan Pugh! I think that just might happen, because Pugh looks like he's about to crack under the pressure!
Seething with anger, Pugh grabs the referee by his shirt and pulls him forward, intimidating him as he shouts at how Vanessa managed to kick out before three. The referee stammers a response, which only causes Pugh to growl. Pushing the referee away, Pugh heads outside the ring again, this time going to an area he hasn't been to yet. Searching under the ring apron, Pugh pulls out a MASSIVE BARBED WIRE BOARD. Instead of lifting it up, he keeps it on the ground, creating a terrain that would be lethal to land on ... or get slammed on by an unforgiving adversary. But he doesn't seem to be finished. Consulting the equipment underneath the ring again, Pugh pulls out a GLASS TABLE, which truly ignites the crowd and makes them shout angrily!
Jill Matthews: That's ... that's a glass table! That's what Jesse Styles is known for using!
Vince Walters: He can't do that! He can't use something Jesse brought to the mainstream!
Jill Matthews: Maybe it's a personal insult to him ... an indirect insult that will be used against Vanessa. That's the only explanation I can come up with.
After setting up the Glass Table ABOVE the Barbed Wire Board, placing the contraption on top of the specially-crafted board, Pugh gets back into the ring and goes for Vanessa again. But Vanessa shows signs of life, hammering away at Pugh's abdomen as he grabs her by the hair for the third time! The crowd cheer loudly as Vanessa, with blood streaming down her stapled, lacerated face and across her body, stuns Pugh enough to kick away at his fragile knee, eventually bringing him down and debilitating him!
Jill Matthews: The challenger is overcoming the champion! This could be Vanessa's night here in Chicago!
Unleashing three Spinning Back Elbows in a row, a combination that Vanessa calls Trinity, Vanessa has Pugh groggy on his knees. After a Spinning Back Kick to Pugh's jaw, Vanessa runs as best as she can towards the ropes, rebounding off them with some speed and CONNECTING WITH A SCISSORS KICK! Pugh is driven down onto the canvas, giving Vanessa an opportunity to go for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO! Pugh gets his shoulders up with authority, propelling Vanessa away from him!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa almost had Pugh there after that series of strikes, but I don't know how much longer Vanessa can hold on. She is losing blood quickly, and it is going all over the place!
Soaked in blood, Vanessa smirks at the pain she feels, but she is momentarily distracted by the blood she witnesses. Shrugging off the sight of the crimson residue, Vanessa decides to mount the nearest turnbuckle, taking her time so that she doesn't slip, and also because of her battered state. With Pugh steadily getting back to his feet, Vanessa leaps off the turnbuckle, PULLING PUGH DOWN INTO ANOTHER PINNING PREDICAMENT WITH A DRAGONRANA!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--- NO! Once again Pugh evades defeat with a kick-out!
Vince Walters: She's fired up now, sweet tits!
Jill Matthews: She seems to be in control now ... and don't call me that!
Being supported by the fans, Vanessa recovers some more on the canvas, watching her own blood drop down onto the canvas beneath her. Shortly thereafter, a glint in Vanessa's eyes informs us that she has thought of something, which leads her to exit the ring and look under the ring apron at the corner. What she produces results in a loud cheer from the crowd: Vanessa's TRADITIONAL COFFEE POT!
Jill Matthews: There's her coffee pot ... but ... wait, hold on...
Producing a knowledgeable smirk, Vanessa stumbles back as she holds onto the coffee pot, revealing a STEEL CHAIN THAT HAS BEEN ATTACHED TO THE POT'S HANDLE! The crowd cheer louder than before, realizing that she has brought out her customary weapon for this match!
Vince Walters: What in the world?!
Jill Matthews: I've seen that before! She uses it like a flail!
Going back into the ring, yet still feeling the effects of Pugh's assault since the beginning of the match, Vanessa twirls the coffee pot at the side of her like a short lasso. However, she seems to change her mind as Pugh starts to get to his feet from his knees. As she holds the coffee pot in one hand, she grabs the chain with the other, WHIPPING PUGH ACROSS THE BACK, ARMS AND HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIN TO A CHORUS OF CHEERS! Pugh reacts to every shot from the chain, feeling the stings and pains that come from the simple yet effective object!
Vince Walters: He's being whipped! I love it!
Jill Matthews: That's what happens when ... DAMN!
Getting Pugh back for his groping earlier on, Vanessa whips the steel chain against Pugh's ass; not just once, but three times! Battered by the chain, Pugh resides on his hands and knees, breathing heavily as Vanessa takes a coffee break of sorts. She raises the coffee pot up and takes a big swig of the brewed substance inside, almost releasing an orgasmic reaction as she swallows the delicacy. After taking another swig, Vanessa turns to Pugh and SPRAYS THE COFFEE INTO HIS FACE, doing so before she swings the coffee pot around and SMASHES THE GLASS POT INTO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD!
Jill Matthews: HOLY SHIT!
Vince Walters: HE'S OUT! PIN HIM!
Unfortunately, the blood loss begins to have its effects on Vanessa. With the glass debris coating the ring, the challenger falls onto her knees, looking groggy as she shakes her head. After wiping the blood from her face, which quickly gets replaced by fresh blood from her open wounds, Vanessa covers the prone Pugh!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE--- NO! NO! PUGH GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Vince Walters: GOD DAMN IT!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa wasted too much time, but I can't blame her! She's lost so much blood, but now Pugh is bleeding! That glass coffee pot has busted him open as well!
Thinking another submission could result in a World Championship victory, Vanessa moves behind Pugh and applies her REAR NAKED CHOKE, otherwise known as the OFF WITH THEIR HEAD! However, Pugh's neck is so large that Vanessa can't quite get the necessary grip that is used to drain her opponents and knock them out in rapid time, meaning that it will take longer for Pugh to succumb to the effects of the hold. Despite this negative, Vanessa puts the pressure on anyway, with Pugh gasping for breath and pulling at Vanessa's arms to undo the tightness!
Vince Walters: YES! Knock him out, Vanessa!
Jill Matthews: This match could be over in a matter of moments if Pugh can't get Vanessa off his back! That Rear Naked Choke is deadly!
The crowd are once again cheering, watching as Pugh slowly starts to fade. But once the fans get their hopes up, believing a new champion will be crowned, Pugh crushes those dreams as he roars and powers himself to his feet. Vanessa hangs on though, wrapping her legs around Pugh's abdomen to aid her plight, but even as Pugh stumbles on his damaged legs, he musters the energy to force himself backwards towards the corner, compressing Vanessa between the turnbuckle pads and his body to get out of the choke!
Jill Matthews: Pugh got lucky there, but his championship could be slipping away from him still!
Even with a dodgy knee, Pugh hobbles forward as quick as he can and charges into Vanessa with a headbutt! Vanessa keels over from the impact, giving Pugh the chance to grab Vanessa, place her in a his shoulders in a seated position, AND POWERBOMB HER INTO THE CORNER, WHICH ALSO CAUSES VANESSA'S HEAD TO SNAP OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE LIKE WHIPLASH! Vanessa bounces off the pads and crumples to the canvas, and Pugh finishes up his attack with a LEG DROP across her upper back and neck!
Jill Matthews: That was disturbing ... this one might be over...
Vince Walters: Imagine all that weight landing on you! I don't know how Vanessa can continue after that. But I hope she does! That bastard needs to get beaten!
Pugh rolls Vanessa onto her spine, and with blood running down his face from the side of his head, makes another cover that could very well be the last of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO! NO! VANESSA KICKS-OUT!
Vince Walters: WHAT?!
Jill Matthews: I am shocked! Vanessa is showing Pugh why she was a World Champion before, and why she was a successful Xtreme Champion in the past! This is unbelievable!
Dismayed by her refusal to quit, Pugh caresses his head with his hand, thinking on the spot about what to do. That's when he notices the glass table outside the ring at the corner of his eye, a lethal contraption that causes him to stare at it. The fans know what he's thinking and respond loudly, standing to their feet as Pugh keeps his eyes on the table and the board underneath.
Jill Matthews: Those are the objects Pugh set up before ... but what is he thinking...?
Looking back at Vanessa, Pugh thinks a moment more before he finally goes into action. He drags Vanessa to the center of the ring first before he brings her up, keeping a hold of her agonized body in his large arms. Afterwards, he flips her onto his shoulders for a Powerbomb again, but this time he hoists her up with his hands, EMPHASISING THAT HE IS GOING FOR THE PUGH BOMB!
Jill Matthews: OH NO! OH PLEASE GOD NO!
Vince Walters: NOT ONTO THE GLASS TABLE!
The crowd are beside themselves as Pugh plans to Pugh Bomb Vanessa through the Glass Table and onto the Barbed Wire Board below, delaying the inevitable as he thinks of the carnage that will ensue. That's when he hobbles forward, keeping Vanessa above his head!
Jill Matthews: DON'T DO IT!
Suddenly, Vanessa slips out of his grasp and lands behind him, fortunately landing on her feet! Pugh senses that she avoided destruction as he turns around, only to be met with a stiff Roundhouse Kick from the challenger, a challenger that has fury in her eyes, ones that have been seen a few times before!
Vince Walters: I THINK THE QUEEN HAS COME TO PLAY!
Jill Matthews: THE QUEEN IS OUT!
Resisting the pain she is in, Vanessa, being controlled by her Queen personality, then grabs the staple gun that is nearby. Pugh has recovered from the kick, and he goes to punch her to stop whatever she is about to do. However, Vanessa blocks the punch and proceeds to bite down on Pugh's fingers, resulting in a loud ovation and a scream of pain from the champion! As he deals with his fingers, Vanessa drops to her knees in front of Pugh, placing the staple gun BETWEEN HIS LEGS AND SNAPPING A STAPLE INTO HIS BALLS!!!
Vince Walters: HAHAHAHAHAHA! YES! YES!
Jill Matthews: NOW PUGH FEELS THE STAPLES, BUT IN THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE PLACE ON A MAN'S BODY!
Pugh's eyes are nearly bulging out of his head as he experiences the indescribable pain of having a staple lodged in his scrotum, giving the crowd something to loudly cheer as they witness this large man almost fall over from shock. Vanessa, meanwhile, stands up and BREAKS THE STAPLE GUN OVER PUGH'S HEAD, doing so before she scales the nearest turnbuckle, with some difficulty, and DIVES OFF INTO A TORNADO DDT ON THE CHAMPION!
Jill Matthews: TORNADO DDT!
Vanessa covers Pugh and hooks the leg, with the referee getting into position!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE--- NO! PUGH GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST SECOND!
Vince Walters: SO CLOSE!
Jill Matthews: But if she continues to beat down Pugh, she could be the champion in a matter of moments!
However, Vanessa once again shows signs of weariness from blood loss, but she wills herself to battle on, knowing she is so close to achieving her goal. As the crowd support her, the Queen grits her teeth as she collects a fragment of the glass from the coffee pot, using it to CARVE UP PUGH'S FOREHEAD AND DRAW MORE BLOOD!
Jill Matthews: OH JESUS! THAT'S JUST WICKED!
Vince Walters: He gets what he deserves! You know that to be true!
But Vanessa stops this despicable act and stumbles towards the ropes, fainting as it were from loss of blood. The referee checks on her, but she shoves him away, knowing she wants to complete this match, win or lose.
Jill Matthews: I don't like how things are going here. Vanessa is nearly about to pass out from blood loss, Pugh's face has just been turned into hamburger meat, and it's all for the World Title!
Vince Walters: This is the price you pay to be the best in this company!
Jill Matthews: But this is going too far!
After spending some time battling through the exhaustion and weariness, Vanessa forces herself to her feet. But the crowd try to warn her about something. However, she doesn't listen to their calls. Instead, she turns around turn around and stumbles into THE POUNCE FROM PUGH, a move that sends her flying towards the corner of the ring!!!
Vince Walters: FUCK! NO!
Jill Matthews: Pugh recovered and delivered the Pounce, and that could be it for Vanessa. She can't possibly go on much longer.
Despite Vanessa being incapacitated by the Pounce, Pugh chooses not to cover her. Instead, he looks to the glass table again, pulling Vanessa towards him as he gingerly goes through the ropes onto the apron.
Vince Walters: Whatever he's thinking, it's guaranteed to put Vanessa into the hospital. She can share a room with Slater!
Jill Matthews: I think both of these competitors will be going to the hospital regardless of what happens, but even still, I do not like what Pugh is attempting here.
It takes Pugh a while to mount the turnbuckle, mostly because of his battered state and how his past injuries are coming back to haunt him. Covered him blood, Pugh finally stands on the middle rope, keeping a hold of Vanessa with his hands. Leaning over the ropes into the ring, Pugh sets Vanessa up for a Superplex, aiming to Suplex her over the ropes and through the glass table!
Jill Matthews: NO, NOT THIS!
However, as Pugh powers Vanessa upward, she somehow manages to hook her leg around the top rope, preventing Pugh from pulling her up any further. Noticing what Vanessa instinctively did, Pugh moves around to position himself correctly for an attack. That's when Vanessa starts to punch Pugh in the ribs and stomach, even as she is hooked in a Superplex with her legs hooked on the top rope. Unleashing a quick barrage, exerting all the energy she has, Vanessa finally forces Pugh to let go of her, at which point she gathers her bearings briefly, scales the turnbuckle, and JUMPS UP WITH A FIERCE KICK, KNOCKING PUGH OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE AND SENDING HIM CRASHING THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE AND ONTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD BELOW!!!
Jill Matthews: HOLY SHIT!!!
Much like Jill exclaimed, "Holy Shit!" chants flow around the arena as Pugh lies in glass debris and jagged barbed wire, beginning to bleed from the cuts and scrapes that adorn his body. Pugh winces in pain, but he is unable to move. Vanessa, meanwhile, is still inside the ring, using the ropes to pull herself up as she looks like she's running on auto-pilot!
Vince Walters: THAT WAS THE GREATEST THING I EVER SAW! TAKE THAT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Jill Matthews: PUGH IS HELPLESS IN THAT BARBED WIRE ... AND LOOK AT VANESSA!
With the referee checking on Pugh, he only has enough time to move away before Vanessa FLIES OFF THE TURNBUCKLE SHE CLIMBED AND LANDS ON PUGH WITH A CORKSCREW MOONSAULT!
Vince Walters: DID YOU SEE THAT?!
The fans are going haywire as Vanessa rolls away from the barbed wire, although part of it does snag her foot, which she has to pull away. Pugh is just laying in a heap as Vanessa resides on the floor, almost looking like she is about to slip into unconsciousness from the blood loss!
Jill Matthews: This ... is truly Insane Rules...
Vince Walters: NO KIDDING!
Several minutes go by where nothing happens. Pugh is still stuck in the barbed wire board, but the real concern is Vanessa, who is now lying in a pool of her own blood on the floor. At the referee's discretion, a group of medics journey towards the ring to check on both of them, causing the hardcore fans to boo with hatred that this match might be stopped without a winner.
Jill Matthews: Well, some of these fans don't like how this has turned out, but we never expected things to turn out like this. Not in a million years.
A medic uses bolt cutters to get rid of the barbed wire that has entangled Pugh's bloodied body. Finally being given the freedom to move, Pugh slowly yet surely sits up from the board and broken glass, showing lacerations on his back to the cameras as he does so. The other medics are checking on Vanessa, who has not moved since her Corkscrew Moonsault onto the champion. Some fans look concerned at ringside, but one person who doesn't is Pugh, who angrily shoves the medics aside to get to Vanessa.
Jill Matthews: Oh come on, that's enough! She could end up dying without treatment!
Vince Walters: You heard what Tom Davis said, Jill ... there must be a winner...
Grabbing Vanessa, a battered Pugh scoops her up and rolls her into the ring. Vanessa hardly moves at all as Pugh slides in after her. After delivering an elbow drop for good measure onto Vanessa, Pugh stays on top of her as he calls the referee in to do his job. As the crowd look on in silent awe, the referee gets into position and counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO! NO! VANESSA MOVES HER SHOULDER UP, WEAKLY BUT EFFECTIVELY!
Jill Matthews: SHE'S ALIVE!
Vince Walters: HOW ... WHAT ... WHY?!
Jill Matthews: THAT ELBOW DROP MUST HAVE WOKE HER UP! SHE GOT RESET!
Hammering the canvas with his fists, Pugh roars to the Heavens, as if pleading to some God somewhere to do him a favor. Afterwards, Pugh wipes the smears of blood that adorn his skin with his hands before he grabs Vanessa, bringing her to her feet and putting her in place for another Pugh Bomb! But that's when Vanessa rolls down Pugh's back with a Victory Roll, escaping the Bomb and making sure she doesn't get taken out! Unfortunately, Pugh is too big to bring down, and so Pugh jumps up to crush Vanessa beneath him!
Jill Matthews: WATCH OUT!
BUT VANESSA MOVES, MAKING PUGH LAND ON HIS ASS! As Pugh sits there, Vanessa gets up, kicks Pugh in the back of the head, and THEN DELIVERS THE DEVIATE, SNAPPING PUGH BACK ONTO THE CANVAS FROM A SEATED POSITION!
Vince Walters: YES! YES!
Jill Matthews: DEVIATE! CAN VANESSA DO IT?!
Sadly, that seemed to be Vanessa's last effort, because instead of pinning Pugh, she lies on the canvas again, apparently slipping into unconsciousness once more.
Jill Matthews: Damn it!
Vince Walters: Wait, look!
After a few moments, Vanessa reaches her arm up, showing the fans she is not done for! The crowd come unglued as they witness Vanessa slowly but surely roll from her back and onto her front, PLACING HER ARM ACROSS PUGH'S CHEST FOR THE COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
NO! NO! NO! PUGH GETS HIS ARM UP JUST IN TIME!
Vince Walters: This ... I don't even...
Jill Matthews: PUGH KICKED OUT OF THE DEVIATE, BUT ONLY BECAUSE VANESSA ALMOST PASSED OUT AGAIN!
Vince Walters: I believe so too. If she wasn't in this state, she would have won this match!
Time goes on with Pugh and Vanessa slowly moving around. Finally, Vanessa pushes herself up, appearing like Carrie with her face coated in dried or flesh blood. Pugh is also covered in blood, bearing their wounds and scars for the world to see. Pugh pushes himself to his feet first, but Vanessa goes for his knee, chopping at it weakly. But it seems to be all she can do as the blood loss takes its strongest effect, making her slip downward before she can even stand. Realizing what condition Vanessa is in, Pugh forces himself back up on his bad knee and hoists Vanessa up, setting her up for the PUGH BOMB FOR A THIRD TIME!!!
Vince Walters: COME ON, VANESSA! GET OUT!
This time, PUGH DROPS VANESSA WITH THE PUGH BOMB, RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!
Jill Matthews: And there's the Pugh Bomb! And I think ... that is it for Vanessa...
Releasing an exhausted breath, Pugh slumps down onto his knees and stretches across Vanessa, too agonized to even hook her legs as the referee makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Vince Walters: No ... damn it...
Jill Matthews: Ryan Pugh retains the NEW World Heavyweight Championship, but what a valiant, courageous effort by Vanessa.
Tom Davis: Here is your winner ... and STILL THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ... RYAN PUGH!!!
The medics that were lingering at ringside come back to check on the competitors, but Pugh forces them away as he steadily gets back to his feet. Using the ropes as a support, Pugh takes possession of his World Title and holds it up weakly, receiving loud boos for his troubles despite the match he just had with Vanessa.
Jill Matthews: Tonight, Ryan Pugh stopped EVO from losing every match. He managed to retain his championship, and he did it all by himself. But Vanessa's performance will not be forgotten about. She did what most people never would have been able to do, and for that, I believe she should get a second chance at the World Title in the near future!
Vince Walters: You might say that, but what will Jesse think? He might have other plans, and I have a feeling he's fuming backstage, seeing Ryan Pugh still with gold on his shoulders!
Jill Matthews: Ryan Pugh ends 2013 as the NEW World Champion, and what a year it has been, Vince. But will things change for the better in 2014? That's what I want to know.
Vince Walters: What will be better is that bastard not being here! The Mafia will make sure of that!
Jill Matthews: Well, from all of us here at New Edge Wrestling, have a Great Christmas, have a Happy New Year, and we'll see you all in 2014! Thank you for tuning in everyone!
Vince Walters: Now get drunk and be merry! I know I will be after witnessing this...
Refusing medical treatment, Pugh exits the ring and stumbles up the ramp, but he is forced to pause and continue every so often due to his knees and the battering he took in the match. Some of the medics follow Pugh, but some linger behind to check on Vanessa, making sure she is alright as she lies on a canvas covered mostly in her blood. Pugh then raises the belt above his head again, showing the world that he is indeed still the World Heavyweight Champion. The visual lasts on Pugh as he keeps the title held aloft, finally fading to black and ending the NEW logo.
Jill Matthews: Well it has been a cold yet tremendous night here in Chicago for the Demented Greetings edition of Ignite. We've seen championships change hands and blood spill across the mat during the night, but Vince, I think the amount of blood that will be spilled in the Main Event will be unfathomable, and it will all be for the richest prize in this company, the World Heavyweight Championship.
Vince Walters: When you think of Insane Rules, Jill, you think of an absolute war. You think of a massacre. You think of bones being broken and careers being shortened in a matter of minutes. I have a feeling we are going to witness something special here tonight in the Windy City, but I will say this. If Ryan Pugh manages to walk out of here as the World Heavyweight Champion, I will eat my underwear!
Jill Matthews: So you're putting all of your faith into Vanessa?
Vince Walters: Not exactly. My bet relies solely on Ryan Pugh being able to walk after the punishment he will go through in this upcoming match. That's why I said if he WALKS out, I will tear this underwear off, and eat it on live television!
Jill Matthews: You better hope that Vanessa does a good number on Pugh then, Vince, because you could very well be digesting those filthy undergarments by the night's end.
Vince Walters: They're not filthy! Besides, I won't be hospitalized from that like Matt Slater was.
Jill Matthews: That was an entirely different situation, Vince ... and I'm still furious about what Seth Iser did to Slater after he lost the Trans-Atlantic Championship to Hunter...
Vince Walters: Why don't you give him the kiss of life after the show then? If you're that concerned about him, you can leave this commentary table and I'll call the action myself!
Jill Matthews: That would be unprofessional ... plus the viewers might get turned off by what you have to say...
Vince Walters: They've lasted this long, haven't they? I can't be that bad!
Jill Matthews: If only you were aware of the truth. Let's go to Tom Davis.
The bell tolls to inform the restless crowd that the Main Event is about to begin. They cheer loudly just from the sounds of the metallic object, proving how much they have anticipated this World Championship clash. Tom Davis stands in the center of the ring with his microphone, surveying the audience for a brief moment before he conducts his introduction.
Tom Davis: Ladies and gentleman ... this is your Main Event of the evening! The following contest, scheduled for one fall ... is an INSANE RULES MATCH ... and it will be for the NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! There are no rules, and anything goes. The only way to win is by Pin-Fall or Submission!
"Better beware, I go bump in the night. Devil-may-care with a lust for life. And I know youuuu... can’t resist this. You know youuuu... are so addicted."
The sound of 'Mz Hyde' by Halestorm suddenly booms from the speakers in the arena, as a deep blue smoke smothers the stage, ramp and ring. We see obnoxiously bright lights flash to the beat of the music. The smoke hovering inside of the ring then suddenly swirls into the air with a strange 'WHOOSH' at the chorus of the song, and when we hear 'say hello to something scary', there... standing in the ring amidst the blue fog... is none other than the Queen, Vanessa, looking like she'd just gotten back from a rather ritzy party. She dons a VERY low-cut little black dress, expensive looking jewels; the whole shebang, despite her vibrant pink hair being the usual wild mess. With a smirk, V twirls her hand in the air, and the smoke swirls around her again, before finally dissipating... to reveal Miss Opportunity in her normal wrestling gear, a cup of coffee in her grasp.
Vince Walters: I still want to know how she does that!
Tom Davis: Introducing first, the CHALLENGER! From Crystal Falls, Michigan, weighing in at 135lbs ... "The Queen" VANESSA!!!
Jill Matthews: No matter the illusion, Vanessa always seems to impress and amaze. That has been the basis of her entire career. For years she has impressed and amazed a lot of people with her toughness, with her opportunistic mindset, and with her accomplishments. Tonight, Vanessa has the chance to amaze us all once again. She has been the NEW World Champion once before. Can Vanessa add a second reign to her achievements, or will her chance at supremacy slip away from her fingers like the wisps of smoke that just departed this arena?
Vince Walters: I don't care if it's Vanessa or Pee Wee Herman. As long as that fat piece of shit isn't World Champion in this company, I'll be happy!
Jill Matthews: Inkt and Adrien Specter have fallen victim to crushing defeats tonight. Will Ryan Pugh complete the sweep by losing the championship he holds dear, or will he break the pattern and go into 2014 as the World Heavyweight Champion?
Vince Walters: I want all of EVO to suffer! Tonight has proven that they can be stopped, and soon they'll be stopped once and for by the Mafia!
Jill Matthews: Or by Hazard ... or by Golden Remedy ... or Bobby Backdoor ... or maybe even...
Vince Walters: JOHNNY STYLEZ!
Jill Matthews: ... Yeah ... or maybe him...
Vanessa takes a final sip from her mug after pandering to the crowd. She then leans on the ropes as her music fades away, awaiting the arrival of her monstrous competitor. The crowd start to boo heavily, showing their disapproval for the champion before his music even hits.
Jill Matthews: This crowd has been volatile all night. I hope we don't get a riot...
Vince Walters: If Pugh gets mauled by these people ... I say get me the popcorn!
"The End of Heartache" by Killswitch Engage blasts throughout the arena, sparking mass negativity from the fans in attendance. After a short while, Ryan Pugh walks out with the NEW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder, bearing an expression of discontent and determination; the type of determination that will result in barbarity and wreckage the likes of which the NEW fan-base have not witnessed in months. He acknowledges Vanessa in the ring before he walks to the ring slowly, jaw-jacking with the fans at random points when they shout abuse at him.
Tom Davis: And her opponent, from Athens, Georgia, weighing in at 290lbs ... he is the NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ... RYAN PUGH!!!
Jill Matthews: When it comes to Insane Rules, this man sets the standard. I can still remember the Insane Rules Match he had with Jesse Styles at Moonshine and Mayhem, a match I will not soon forget. This year he has demonstrated carnage and havoc in a series of Xtreme matches, including his war against Hazard at Justice 5 in an Insane Iron Man Match. Tonight, he will complete 2013 for NEW in a match that he favors, one that he has mastered and experienced for years. And by the look on his face, he is in that very zone that has given him the nickname The Insane Icon. He is uncontrollable in these types of matches, and will do absolutely anything to win.
Vince Walters: Yeah, including using Inkt and Specter to help him!
Jill Matthews: Well because of Cera and Hazard, he will have to go this one alone, which is how it should be. There will be no one to help him in this encounter. For the record, Pugh is capable of finishing these matches on his own. We have witnessed his history over the years, as I mentioned earlier. But lately, he has confided in EVO to support him. That will not be the case this time. But on the other end of the spectrum, there will be no one to help Vanessa as well, and it's not like she needs help in these types of matches either. She was called the Queen of Xtreme for a reason in years gone by, until she simply became The Queen and THE New Edge Veteran, which I know must not sit well with her opponent.
Vince Walters: Maybe Seth Iser could lend a helping hand?
Jill Matthews: Oh please! After what he did tonight, I never want to see him again!
Meanwhile, Pugh has got into an intense staring contest with a fan at ringside, a scrawny bearded fellow who repeatedly insults Pugh's weight. Pugh just stares a hole through the man before he steps forward, closing the gap. Growing anxious, the mouthy man takes a cautious step back, realizing how menacing Pugh can be and will be if he continues with his verbal assault. Afterwards, Pugh tells the man he's a fucking coward before he sets his sights back on the ring.
Jill Matthews: Look how pleasant our World Champion is with the fans. He truly excels when it comes to representation!
Vince Walters: As if he cares! If NEW was soaked in gasoline, he'd light the match and set the entire company ablaze!
Pugh finally enters the ring and shows off the World Championship, taunting Vanessa with it. However, Vanessa merely smirks at this gesture of superiority, not showing any form of intimidation or anger at Pugh's methods. Pugh then hands the championship over to the senior official, who holds up the championship and presents it to the crowd.
Jill Matthews: Expect this one to be bloody and violent, ladies and gentleman. For those of you who are squeamish, I would seriously consider skipping this match and reading the results later.
Vince Walters: Those people are pansies! If you watch New Edge Wrestling, it's more than likely you're watching it for the shock value! So don't listen to what Jill says!
Jill Matthews: I'm just making a Public Service Announcement...
Vince Walters: No one pays attention to those things! We don't need censorship here! We thrive on violence and high-impact!
Jill Matthews: Well ... don't say I didn't warn you...
The referee consults Vanessa and Pugh about whether they're ready to compete, knowing the punishment that awaits them. Vanessa and Pugh each agree to the terms of the match, having garnered a storied history in Xtreme matches during their NEW careers. The referee then signals for the bell, sending the crowd into raptures based on bloodlust and anticipation!
DING DING DING!!!
Jill Matthews: And here we go! The World Heavyweight Championship is on the line! Anything goes, and there must be a winner!
Pugh and Vanessa exchange words from their distant corners, attempting to irritate the other into making the first move. Instead, both of them remain steadfast, not willing to lower their defences and become vulnerable for an expected attack. Eventually, the two of them square up, with Pugh offering Vanessa a free shot to get things started. He even bows down to go to V's level, showing how much taller he is than the challenger.
Jill Matthews: Is this confidence Ryan Pugh is showing, or is he simply testing Vanessa here?
Vince Walters: I hate to say it, I really, REALLY do, but he needs to be confident in order to win. If he doesn't believe in himself, he might as well just kiss the World Title goodbye.
Vanessa chuckles as Pugh taps his cheek with his finger, expecting a slap or a punch, maybe even a solid elbow strike. Vanessa takes it upon herself to accept Pugh's offer ... but instead of striking him physically, she pinches his cheek with her fingers and pulls the skin around, treating Pugh as if he were a giant infant or a cuddly bear! The crowd laugh at this show of juvenile disrespect, and Pugh immediately looks pissed off as Vanessa speaks to him like someone would a newly-born baby!
Jill Matthews: Oh ... my...
Vince Walters: Give him a diaper! He's about to have a tantrum!
With fury, Pugh rears back and lashes out for a brutal clothesline, but Vanessa anticipates this act of retaliation and ducks under the swing. Vanessa gets some quick kicks in to Pugh's legs as Pugh turns around, attempting to keep Vanessa in focus. Vanessa laughs as she skips backwards, showing that she'll be quick and evasive against the champion.
Jill Matthews: Vanessa has the tendency to be quick and opportunistic, and since Pugh is much slower, that's her strongest quality in this match.
Vince Walters: Yeah ... but Pugh is much stronger, and if she gets caught or blocked, she'll be in a world of trouble.
Pugh stalks towards Vanessa, attempting to block her off in the far corner. That's when he rushes forward again for a body press, but Vanessa once again dodges the attack with her speed, inflicting some more damage to Pugh's legs and knees with snap kicks before backing up. The crowd start to chant "Let's Go Nessa!", using the shortened version of her name to make the chant catchy. This also irritates Pugh as he moves forward, getting into an amateur wrestling stance of sorts as he tries to detect what Vanessa will do next. Vanessa, as if to mock Pugh, then gets into the same kind of stance, brandishing the bulge of her breasts and flaunting her cleavage for all to see. Not being enamoured by these personable additions to her body, Pugh rushes forward for a third charge, but for a third successive time Vanessa avoids him, this time sliding between his legs, hopping to her feet and catching Pugh with an Enziguri as he turns around!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa is dictating the pace of this match, and Pugh has been unable to gain any kind of control! Now he's stumbled back into the corner from that Enziguri, and Vanessa is really laying in the strikes now!
Vince Walters: Yeah! Bust up that damn ingrate!
Vanessa's shots seem to be doing wonders on Pugh's injury-ravaged body in the corner, due to years of violence and extreme risks, but Pugh eventually resists the blows and shoves Vanessa away from him. As Vanessa rolls back and recuperates, Pugh uses this opportunity to rush forward for a clothesline that could very well be successful. However, Vanessa once again relies on her evasiveness, ducking under the swing and running to the ropes. Off the rebound, Vanessa jumps towards Pugh and catches him in the chest with a Bicycle Kick, but this only seems to make Pugh stumble backwards somewhat. Undeterred, Vanessa kicks away at his knees again, dodging a swipe from Pugh before she runs at the ropes again. This time Vanessa executes a Handspring Back Elbow, but once again Pugh rocks backwards without going down!
Vince Walters: He's teetering!
As the crowd expect him to fall on the third attack, Vanessa rushes at the ropes as fast as she can, building tremendous momentum behind her. After coming off the ropes, Vanessa flies at Pugh for a Spinning Wheel Kick, but Pugh suddenly catches Vanessa in his arms, not wasting time as he launches her over his body with a Fallaway Slam! Vanessa crashes to the canvas from the impact, residing near the ropes as Pugh feels his knee and recovers from the initial onslaught.
Jill Matthews: Vanessa nearly got Pugh off his feet with that barrage of attacks, but it was to no avail! Now she's the one that meets the canvas first, and Pugh looks like he's about to tear her limb from limb.
Pulling Vanessa up by her pink-coloured hair, Pugh grits his teeth as he holds her up against his chest again. This time he drops to a knee and delivers a sudden Backbreaker onto the challenger, resulting in boos from the crowd. Shaking his head, Pugh punishes the fans for their negativity by delivering ANOTHER Backbreaker, this time keeping her bent against his thigh and waiting to hear the reaction. Once again he gets booed, and once again he shakes his head, powering Vanessa up and executing a third consecutive Backbreaker! After these manoeuvres, Pugh tosses Vanessa away as if she were a rag doll, watching her writhe on the ground as she feels her back, yet doing so with a slight smile on her face.
Vince Walters: Is she smiling?
Jill Matthews: Who would smile after an assault like that?
Vince Walters: She looks like she enjoyed it, at least to me. If Pugh saw that, he'd definitely give her something NOT to smile about!
Deciding not to waste more time, Pugh brings Vanessa up, grabs her in a front facelock and executes a Delayed Vertical Suplex. The impact causes the canvas to ripple and Vanessa to shake momentarily, due to her spine being damaged methodically by the World Champion. Afterwards, Pugh covers Vanessa with a leg hooked, causing the referee to spring into action.
ONE!
TW--
Vanessa kicks out just before the count of two. Pugh strokes his beard in thought momentarily, keeping his eyes on Vanessa as she releases a painful sigh. Eventually, he positions himself at the side of her and heaves her upwards, keeping her twisted as he applies a standing Abdominal Stretch, continuing to work on Vanessa's back. Yet Pugh decides to have some fun of his own as he slaps his hand against her ass inside of on her side, groping her buttocks as he puts the pressure on!
Jill Matthews: Now that's just pathetic! How perverted!
Vince Walters: You think THAT's perverted? I've seen your videos, you sick woman!
Jill Matthews: ... Seriously? Back to that already? Can we have one week where you don't bring up the subject of my past?
Vince Walters: Not unless you pay me something-something...
Jill Matthews: Not a chance.
Vince Walters: Have it your way, sugar tits.
The crowd attempt to will Vanessa out of this predicament Pugh has her in, doing so as the referee keeps checking on her condition and asking if she wants to give in. Vanessa continues to refuse, proving that she's one of the toughest competitors in the business. Instead of keeping the hold applied, Pugh lets go and shoves Vanessa away, spreading his arms and showing how superior he is. The crowd respond loudly with boos, which Pugh naturally soaks up. A "Fuck You Pugh!" chant then begins to grow in prominence, which causes Pugh to stop what he's doing and acknowledge the fans, shouting at them that he's the champion and deserves respect. By this time, Vanessa has gotten to her feet, albeit gingerly, and as Pugh focuses on Vanessa again, she clips his leg with a low Dropkick, bringing him down to one knee!
Vince Walters: So much for show-boating, you dumb bastard!
Jill Matthews: Pugh is FAR from dumb, Vince, but look at Vanessa, blasting him in the face and chest with elbow strikes and chops!
Vanessa continues her barrage, including a few well-placed kicks that resound throughout the building! With one final kick to Pugh's jaw, Vanessa grabs him in a front facelock and drops back for a DDT, using the momentum to force Pugh face-first onto the canvas!
Jill Matthews: DDT from Vanessa!
Vince Walters: Wait, she's not done!
Following the DDT, Vanessa grabs Pugh's arm and locks in a Crossface, tearing away at Pugh's shoulder as she pulls back! Due to his massive frame, Vanessa can't quite get the pressure she desires, but Pugh is still experiencing discomfort nonetheless, growling with pain as Vanessa wrenches back. Midway through her hold, Vanessa releases her right arm from around his neck and elbows Pugh on the neck and head several times, wearing him down even more before she locks her hands again!
Jill Matthews: If Pugh taps out to this Crossface, I will be amazed!
Vince Walters: You did say Vanessa can amaze you!
Jill Matthews: What I am surprised at is that this match, so far, resembles an ordinary encounter more than an Insane Rules Match!
Vince Walters: That will soon change. I'm sure of it!
With the crowd demanding that Pugh tap out and suffer ultimate humiliation, Pugh defies his detractors as he starts to get up to his knees. Vanessa keeps latched onto him like a monkey though, still causing discomfort to the champion as he steadily gets up to a vertical base. Vanessa is literally wrapped around his arm and neck as Pugh stumbles around, not being sure how to get Vanessa off him. Finally, he opts for the simple route ... FALLING BACKWARDS AND CRUSHING VANESSA UNDERNEATH HIM WITH A SIDEWALK SLAM!
Vince Walters: DAMN! She just got flattened like a pancake!
Jill Matthews: He didn't flatten Vanessa completely, but it was enough to stop that Crossface! Vanessa has a relentless grip, as we have seen with her Off With Their Head submission move, but that might not be a factor if Pugh keeps using his strength and size to overcome her arsenal!
Pugh feels his shoulder and neck momentarily, looking at Vanessa as she once again deals with the pain coursing through her spinal column. A few seconds later, Pugh rolls under the ropes to the outside, searching for weapons as the hardcore audience scream with delight.
Jill Matthews: And after that short assault from Vanessa was derailed, Pugh has decided to bring the hardware into action!
Vince Walters: Well this is what Insane Rules is about ... no fucking rules! If weapons weren't used, I'd be shocked!
Given the extremities of Insane Rules, Pugh introduces a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire! The crowd roar with both abject horror and fiendish delight at the sight of the weapon, which Pugh tests as he touches his fingers to the sharp barbs. A couple of fans at ringside decide that this is the smartest time to tell Pugh, in no uncertain terms, that he sucks, prompting the World Champion to advance towards them with the weapon in hand. He rears back to swing the bat at the fans, but stops when security push the hecklers back.
Vince Walters: I wish Jesse Styles was here, so I could listen to him call those fans STUPID! What were they thinking?!
Jill Matthews: I will admit, some of our fans can be ... unique.
Vince Walters: Unique isn't the word! Moronic is more like it!
After dealing with the hostile crowd for a few moments, insulting them and threatening them with the weapon, Pugh heads back to the ring to continue his assault on Vanessa. But as he begins to slide into the ring, he is alerted by the sight of Vanessa, charging towards him to the best of her ability and hitting a low Dropkick into his bearded, scar-riddled face!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa wasn't going to stay down for long, but if Pugh hadn't dealt with our loyal fans at ringside, he wouldn't have been blasted in the face! But with that barbed wire baseball bat in the picture, anything can happen!
Whilst feeling her spine for a few moments, Vanessa notices the weapon in Pugh's grasp. Realizing that it could be useful, Vanessa attempts to pry the weapon from Pugh's hands. However, the champion remains defiant, wanting to keep a hold of the object. After a short struggle, Vanessa pulls on the weapon so hard that her hands slide up the wooden handle, causing her hands to rip against the barbed wire at the top! Immediately shaking her hands from the pain, the challenger sees her hands are sliced from the barbs, but there isn't much blood. Unfortunately, this distraction results in Pugh getting back to his feet with the weapon and STRIKING VANESSA IN THE TORSO WITH IT!
Jill Matthews: NO! That barbed wire bat was just slammed into Vanessa's body!
Vince Walters: I thought he'd target her face with it!
As if one shot wasn't enough, Pugh brings the bat down onto Vanessa's spine as well, tearing the flesh somewhat and causing instant agony! However, a shriek of pleasure escapes Vanessa's lips between her cries of anguish, causing Pugh to raise his eyebrow. With a low growl, Pugh waits for Vanessa to get back up, and when she does, fighting against the odds despite the weapon being a fierce enemy, Pugh SLAMS THE BAT ACROSS HER HEAD, WITH THE BARBED WIRE CUSHIONING THE BLOW YET CAUSING BLOOD TO FLOW AT THE SAME TIME!
Jill Matthews: JESUS CHRIST! Enough with that bat already!
Vince Walters: The sad thing is, that's probably not the worst item Pugh brought with him tonight.
Chucking the bat aside, Pugh believes he can attain a victory as he covers Vanessa, hooking her far leg to limit her options on kicking out.
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO! Vanessa shoots her far arm up, resulting in a kick-out!
Vince Walters: She kicked-out!
Jill Matthews: Yet the blood is flowing from her forehead, thanks to that barbed wire baseball bat. If it gets into her eyes, she'll have a lot to fight against.
Annoyed by Vanessa's resiliency, Pugh gets back to his feet, only to move to a specific corner of the ring. After checking underneath the corner of the ring with his hands, Pugh pulls something out, something that had been stuck to the underside of the canvas. As he lifts it up, everyone can clearly see that it is his TRADEMARK STAPLE GUN!
Jill Matthews: Oh for fucks sake, not this!
Vince Walters: I'm getting Johnny flashbacks just looking at it!
With the crowd showing their displeasure at this piece of office stationary, Pugh grabs Vanessa by her pink hair again, which is slowly darkening from the blood that is seeping out of her head. Keeping Vanessa on her knees, Pugh then brings the staple gun to her head and BEGINS TO STAPLE HER FOREHEAD CONTINUOUSLY, DRAWING MORE BLOOD WHICH FLOWS WITH QUICKENING SPEED!
Jill Matthews: THIS IS SICK! THIS IS HORRIBLE!
Vince Walters: IT'S INSANE RULES! Are you going to step in there and stop him?! I'm staying the fuck away!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa's face is coated in blood, and Pugh must be having a grand ol' time with that Staple Gun! This is disgusting!
Somehow, despite the immense pain, Vanessa begins to shriek hysterically, almost laughing along with the pain she is feeling. Pugh looks a little unsettled by this reaction, throwing his staple gun to the corner of the ring, but he starts to hammer away at Vanessa's damaged back, which only makes her reaction worse. Completely frustrated, Pugh hoists her up and raises her leg upward, capturing her body in this position before he throws her over his body with the PUGH PLEX!
Jill Matthews: Pugh Plex, and Vanessa landed right on her neck!
Stains of blood coat the white canvas as Pugh stumbles towards Vanessa, covering her again as the referee has no choice but to count her shoulders down.
ONE!
TWO!
THR---NO! Vanessa kicks out again!
Vince Walters: What the fuck is she on?!
Jill Matthews: She's not going to give up until she's dead or unconscious, Vince! Vanessa wants to be the World Champion again, and not only that, she wants to defeat the man she calls her "Wall", Ryan Pugh! I think that just might happen, because Pugh looks like he's about to crack under the pressure!
Seething with anger, Pugh grabs the referee by his shirt and pulls him forward, intimidating him as he shouts at how Vanessa managed to kick out before three. The referee stammers a response, which only causes Pugh to growl. Pushing the referee away, Pugh heads outside the ring again, this time going to an area he hasn't been to yet. Searching under the ring apron, Pugh pulls out a MASSIVE BARBED WIRE BOARD. Instead of lifting it up, he keeps it on the ground, creating a terrain that would be lethal to land on ... or get slammed on by an unforgiving adversary. But he doesn't seem to be finished. Consulting the equipment underneath the ring again, Pugh pulls out a GLASS TABLE, which truly ignites the crowd and makes them shout angrily!
Jill Matthews: That's ... that's a glass table! That's what Jesse Styles is known for using!
Vince Walters: He can't do that! He can't use something Jesse brought to the mainstream!
Jill Matthews: Maybe it's a personal insult to him ... an indirect insult that will be used against Vanessa. That's the only explanation I can come up with.
After setting up the Glass Table ABOVE the Barbed Wire Board, placing the contraption on top of the specially-crafted board, Pugh gets back into the ring and goes for Vanessa again. But Vanessa shows signs of life, hammering away at Pugh's abdomen as he grabs her by the hair for the third time! The crowd cheer loudly as Vanessa, with blood streaming down her stapled, lacerated face and across her body, stuns Pugh enough to kick away at his fragile knee, eventually bringing him down and debilitating him!
Jill Matthews: The challenger is overcoming the champion! This could be Vanessa's night here in Chicago!
Unleashing three Spinning Back Elbows in a row, a combination that Vanessa calls Trinity, Vanessa has Pugh groggy on his knees. After a Spinning Back Kick to Pugh's jaw, Vanessa runs as best as she can towards the ropes, rebounding off them with some speed and CONNECTING WITH A SCISSORS KICK! Pugh is driven down onto the canvas, giving Vanessa an opportunity to go for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH---NO! Pugh gets his shoulders up with authority, propelling Vanessa away from him!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa almost had Pugh there after that series of strikes, but I don't know how much longer Vanessa can hold on. She is losing blood quickly, and it is going all over the place!
Soaked in blood, Vanessa smirks at the pain she feels, but she is momentarily distracted by the blood she witnesses. Shrugging off the sight of the crimson residue, Vanessa decides to mount the nearest turnbuckle, taking her time so that she doesn't slip, and also because of her battered state. With Pugh steadily getting back to his feet, Vanessa leaps off the turnbuckle, PULLING PUGH DOWN INTO ANOTHER PINNING PREDICAMENT WITH A DRAGONRANA!
ONE!
TWO!
THR--- NO! Once again Pugh evades defeat with a kick-out!
Vince Walters: She's fired up now, sweet tits!
Jill Matthews: She seems to be in control now ... and don't call me that!
Being supported by the fans, Vanessa recovers some more on the canvas, watching her own blood drop down onto the canvas beneath her. Shortly thereafter, a glint in Vanessa's eyes informs us that she has thought of something, which leads her to exit the ring and look under the ring apron at the corner. What she produces results in a loud cheer from the crowd: Vanessa's TRADITIONAL COFFEE POT!
Jill Matthews: There's her coffee pot ... but ... wait, hold on...
Producing a knowledgeable smirk, Vanessa stumbles back as she holds onto the coffee pot, revealing a STEEL CHAIN THAT HAS BEEN ATTACHED TO THE POT'S HANDLE! The crowd cheer louder than before, realizing that she has brought out her customary weapon for this match!
Vince Walters: What in the world?!
Jill Matthews: I've seen that before! She uses it like a flail!
Going back into the ring, yet still feeling the effects of Pugh's assault since the beginning of the match, Vanessa twirls the coffee pot at the side of her like a short lasso. However, she seems to change her mind as Pugh starts to get to his feet from his knees. As she holds the coffee pot in one hand, she grabs the chain with the other, WHIPPING PUGH ACROSS THE BACK, ARMS AND HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIN TO A CHORUS OF CHEERS! Pugh reacts to every shot from the chain, feeling the stings and pains that come from the simple yet effective object!
Vince Walters: He's being whipped! I love it!
Jill Matthews: That's what happens when ... DAMN!
Getting Pugh back for his groping earlier on, Vanessa whips the steel chain against Pugh's ass; not just once, but three times! Battered by the chain, Pugh resides on his hands and knees, breathing heavily as Vanessa takes a coffee break of sorts. She raises the coffee pot up and takes a big swig of the brewed substance inside, almost releasing an orgasmic reaction as she swallows the delicacy. After taking another swig, Vanessa turns to Pugh and SPRAYS THE COFFEE INTO HIS FACE, doing so before she swings the coffee pot around and SMASHES THE GLASS POT INTO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD!
Jill Matthews: HOLY SHIT!
Vince Walters: HE'S OUT! PIN HIM!
Unfortunately, the blood loss begins to have its effects on Vanessa. With the glass debris coating the ring, the challenger falls onto her knees, looking groggy as she shakes her head. After wiping the blood from her face, which quickly gets replaced by fresh blood from her open wounds, Vanessa covers the prone Pugh!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE--- NO! NO! PUGH GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Vince Walters: GOD DAMN IT!
Jill Matthews: Vanessa wasted too much time, but I can't blame her! She's lost so much blood, but now Pugh is bleeding! That glass coffee pot has busted him open as well!
Thinking another submission could result in a World Championship victory, Vanessa moves behind Pugh and applies her REAR NAKED CHOKE, otherwise known as the OFF WITH THEIR HEAD! However, Pugh's neck is so large that Vanessa can't quite get the necessary grip that is used to drain her opponents and knock them out in rapid time, meaning that it will take longer for Pugh to succumb to the effects of the hold. Despite this negative, Vanessa puts the pressure on anyway, with Pugh gasping for breath and pulling at Vanessa's arms to undo the tightness!
Vince Walters: YES! Knock him out, Vanessa!
Jill Matthews: This match could be over in a matter of moments if Pugh can't get Vanessa off his back! That Rear Naked Choke is deadly!
The crowd are once again cheering, watching as Pugh slowly starts to fade. But once the fans get their hopes up, believing a new champion will be crowned, Pugh crushes those dreams as he roars and powers himself to his feet. Vanessa hangs on though, wrapping her legs around Pugh's abdomen to aid her plight, but even as Pugh stumbles on his damaged legs, he musters the energy to force himself backwards towards the corner, compressing Vanessa between the turnbuckle pads and his body to get out of the choke!
Jill Matthews: Pugh got lucky there, but his championship could be slipping away from him still!
Even with a dodgy knee, Pugh hobbles forward as quick as he can and charges into Vanessa with a headbutt! Vanessa keels over from the impact, giving Pugh the chance to grab Vanessa, place her in a his shoulders in a seated position, AND POWERBOMB HER INTO THE CORNER, WHICH ALSO CAUSES VANESSA'S HEAD TO SNAP OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE LIKE WHIPLASH! Vanessa bounces off the pads and crumples to the canvas, and Pugh finishes up his attack with a LEG DROP across her upper back and neck!
Jill Matthews: That was disturbing ... this one might be over...
Vince Walters: Imagine all that weight landing on you! I don't know how Vanessa can continue after that. But I hope she does! That bastard needs to get beaten!
Pugh rolls Vanessa onto her spine, and with blood running down his face from the side of his head, makes another cover that could very well be the last of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO! NO! VANESSA KICKS-OUT!
Vince Walters: WHAT?!
Jill Matthews: I am shocked! Vanessa is showing Pugh why she was a World Champion before, and why she was a successful Xtreme Champion in the past! This is unbelievable!
Dismayed by her refusal to quit, Pugh caresses his head with his hand, thinking on the spot about what to do. That's when he notices the glass table outside the ring at the corner of his eye, a lethal contraption that causes him to stare at it. The fans know what he's thinking and respond loudly, standing to their feet as Pugh keeps his eyes on the table and the board underneath.
Jill Matthews: Those are the objects Pugh set up before ... but what is he thinking...?
Looking back at Vanessa, Pugh thinks a moment more before he finally goes into action. He drags Vanessa to the center of the ring first before he brings her up, keeping a hold of her agonized body in his large arms. Afterwards, he flips her onto his shoulders for a Powerbomb again, but this time he hoists her up with his hands, EMPHASISING THAT HE IS GOING FOR THE PUGH BOMB!
Jill Matthews: OH NO! OH PLEASE GOD NO!
Vince Walters: NOT ONTO THE GLASS TABLE!
The crowd are beside themselves as Pugh plans to Pugh Bomb Vanessa through the Glass Table and onto the Barbed Wire Board below, delaying the inevitable as he thinks of the carnage that will ensue. That's when he hobbles forward, keeping Vanessa above his head!
Jill Matthews: DON'T DO IT!
Suddenly, Vanessa slips out of his grasp and lands behind him, fortunately landing on her feet! Pugh senses that she avoided destruction as he turns around, only to be met with a stiff Roundhouse Kick from the challenger, a challenger that has fury in her eyes, ones that have been seen a few times before!
Vince Walters: I THINK THE QUEEN HAS COME TO PLAY!
Jill Matthews: THE QUEEN IS OUT!
Resisting the pain she is in, Vanessa, being controlled by her Queen personality, then grabs the staple gun that is nearby. Pugh has recovered from the kick, and he goes to punch her to stop whatever she is about to do. However, Vanessa blocks the punch and proceeds to bite down on Pugh's fingers, resulting in a loud ovation and a scream of pain from the champion! As he deals with his fingers, Vanessa drops to her knees in front of Pugh, placing the staple gun BETWEEN HIS LEGS AND SNAPPING A STAPLE INTO HIS BALLS!!!
Vince Walters: HAHAHAHAHAHA! YES! YES!
Jill Matthews: NOW PUGH FEELS THE STAPLES, BUT IN THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE PLACE ON A MAN'S BODY!
Pugh's eyes are nearly bulging out of his head as he experiences the indescribable pain of having a staple lodged in his scrotum, giving the crowd something to loudly cheer as they witness this large man almost fall over from shock. Vanessa, meanwhile, stands up and BREAKS THE STAPLE GUN OVER PUGH'S HEAD, doing so before she scales the nearest turnbuckle, with some difficulty, and DIVES OFF INTO A TORNADO DDT ON THE CHAMPION!
Jill Matthews: TORNADO DDT!
Vanessa covers Pugh and hooks the leg, with the referee getting into position!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE--- NO! PUGH GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST SECOND!
Vince Walters: SO CLOSE!
Jill Matthews: But if she continues to beat down Pugh, she could be the champion in a matter of moments!
However, Vanessa once again shows signs of weariness from blood loss, but she wills herself to battle on, knowing she is so close to achieving her goal. As the crowd support her, the Queen grits her teeth as she collects a fragment of the glass from the coffee pot, using it to CARVE UP PUGH'S FOREHEAD AND DRAW MORE BLOOD!
Jill Matthews: OH JESUS! THAT'S JUST WICKED!
Vince Walters: He gets what he deserves! You know that to be true!
But Vanessa stops this despicable act and stumbles towards the ropes, fainting as it were from loss of blood. The referee checks on her, but she shoves him away, knowing she wants to complete this match, win or lose.
Jill Matthews: I don't like how things are going here. Vanessa is nearly about to pass out from blood loss, Pugh's face has just been turned into hamburger meat, and it's all for the World Title!
Vince Walters: This is the price you pay to be the best in this company!
Jill Matthews: But this is going too far!
After spending some time battling through the exhaustion and weariness, Vanessa forces herself to her feet. But the crowd try to warn her about something. However, she doesn't listen to their calls. Instead, she turns around turn around and stumbles into THE POUNCE FROM PUGH, a move that sends her flying towards the corner of the ring!!!
Vince Walters: FUCK! NO!
Jill Matthews: Pugh recovered and delivered the Pounce, and that could be it for Vanessa. She can't possibly go on much longer.
Despite Vanessa being incapacitated by the Pounce, Pugh chooses not to cover her. Instead, he looks to the glass table again, pulling Vanessa towards him as he gingerly goes through the ropes onto the apron.
Vince Walters: Whatever he's thinking, it's guaranteed to put Vanessa into the hospital. She can share a room with Slater!
Jill Matthews: I think both of these competitors will be going to the hospital regardless of what happens, but even still, I do not like what Pugh is attempting here.
It takes Pugh a while to mount the turnbuckle, mostly because of his battered state and how his past injuries are coming back to haunt him. Covered him blood, Pugh finally stands on the middle rope, keeping a hold of Vanessa with his hands. Leaning over the ropes into the ring, Pugh sets Vanessa up for a Superplex, aiming to Suplex her over the ropes and through the glass table!
Jill Matthews: NO, NOT THIS!
However, as Pugh powers Vanessa upward, she somehow manages to hook her leg around the top rope, preventing Pugh from pulling her up any further. Noticing what Vanessa instinctively did, Pugh moves around to position himself correctly for an attack. That's when Vanessa starts to punch Pugh in the ribs and stomach, even as she is hooked in a Superplex with her legs hooked on the top rope. Unleashing a quick barrage, exerting all the energy she has, Vanessa finally forces Pugh to let go of her, at which point she gathers her bearings briefly, scales the turnbuckle, and JUMPS UP WITH A FIERCE KICK, KNOCKING PUGH OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE AND SENDING HIM CRASHING THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE AND ONTO THE BARBED WIRE BOARD BELOW!!!
Jill Matthews: HOLY SHIT!!!
Much like Jill exclaimed, "Holy Shit!" chants flow around the arena as Pugh lies in glass debris and jagged barbed wire, beginning to bleed from the cuts and scrapes that adorn his body. Pugh winces in pain, but he is unable to move. Vanessa, meanwhile, is still inside the ring, using the ropes to pull herself up as she looks like she's running on auto-pilot!
Vince Walters: THAT WAS THE GREATEST THING I EVER SAW! TAKE THAT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Jill Matthews: PUGH IS HELPLESS IN THAT BARBED WIRE ... AND LOOK AT VANESSA!
With the referee checking on Pugh, he only has enough time to move away before Vanessa FLIES OFF THE TURNBUCKLE SHE CLIMBED AND LANDS ON PUGH WITH A CORKSCREW MOONSAULT!
Vince Walters: DID YOU SEE THAT?!
The fans are going haywire as Vanessa rolls away from the barbed wire, although part of it does snag her foot, which she has to pull away. Pugh is just laying in a heap as Vanessa resides on the floor, almost looking like she is about to slip into unconsciousness from the blood loss!
Jill Matthews: This ... is truly Insane Rules...
Vince Walters: NO KIDDING!
Several minutes go by where nothing happens. Pugh is still stuck in the barbed wire board, but the real concern is Vanessa, who is now lying in a pool of her own blood on the floor. At the referee's discretion, a group of medics journey towards the ring to check on both of them, causing the hardcore fans to boo with hatred that this match might be stopped without a winner.
Jill Matthews: Well, some of these fans don't like how this has turned out, but we never expected things to turn out like this. Not in a million years.
A medic uses bolt cutters to get rid of the barbed wire that has entangled Pugh's bloodied body. Finally being given the freedom to move, Pugh slowly yet surely sits up from the board and broken glass, showing lacerations on his back to the cameras as he does so. The other medics are checking on Vanessa, who has not moved since her Corkscrew Moonsault onto the champion. Some fans look concerned at ringside, but one person who doesn't is Pugh, who angrily shoves the medics aside to get to Vanessa.
Jill Matthews: Oh come on, that's enough! She could end up dying without treatment!
Vince Walters: You heard what Tom Davis said, Jill ... there must be a winner...
Grabbing Vanessa, a battered Pugh scoops her up and rolls her into the ring. Vanessa hardly moves at all as Pugh slides in after her. After delivering an elbow drop for good measure onto Vanessa, Pugh stays on top of her as he calls the referee in to do his job. As the crowd look on in silent awe, the referee gets into position and counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
NO! NO! VANESSA MOVES HER SHOULDER UP, WEAKLY BUT EFFECTIVELY!
Jill Matthews: SHE'S ALIVE!
Vince Walters: HOW ... WHAT ... WHY?!
Jill Matthews: THAT ELBOW DROP MUST HAVE WOKE HER UP! SHE GOT RESET!
Hammering the canvas with his fists, Pugh roars to the Heavens, as if pleading to some God somewhere to do him a favor. Afterwards, Pugh wipes the smears of blood that adorn his skin with his hands before he grabs Vanessa, bringing her to her feet and putting her in place for another Pugh Bomb! But that's when Vanessa rolls down Pugh's back with a Victory Roll, escaping the Bomb and making sure she doesn't get taken out! Unfortunately, Pugh is too big to bring down, and so Pugh jumps up to crush Vanessa beneath him!
Jill Matthews: WATCH OUT!
BUT VANESSA MOVES, MAKING PUGH LAND ON HIS ASS! As Pugh sits there, Vanessa gets up, kicks Pugh in the back of the head, and THEN DELIVERS THE DEVIATE, SNAPPING PUGH BACK ONTO THE CANVAS FROM A SEATED POSITION!
Vince Walters: YES! YES!
Jill Matthews: DEVIATE! CAN VANESSA DO IT?!
Sadly, that seemed to be Vanessa's last effort, because instead of pinning Pugh, she lies on the canvas again, apparently slipping into unconsciousness once more.
Jill Matthews: Damn it!
Vince Walters: Wait, look!
After a few moments, Vanessa reaches her arm up, showing the fans she is not done for! The crowd come unglued as they witness Vanessa slowly but surely roll from her back and onto her front, PLACING HER ARM ACROSS PUGH'S CHEST FOR THE COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
NO! NO! NO! PUGH GETS HIS ARM UP JUST IN TIME!
Vince Walters: This ... I don't even...
Jill Matthews: PUGH KICKED OUT OF THE DEVIATE, BUT ONLY BECAUSE VANESSA ALMOST PASSED OUT AGAIN!
Vince Walters: I believe so too. If she wasn't in this state, she would have won this match!
Time goes on with Pugh and Vanessa slowly moving around. Finally, Vanessa pushes herself up, appearing like Carrie with her face coated in dried or flesh blood. Pugh is also covered in blood, bearing their wounds and scars for the world to see. Pugh pushes himself to his feet first, but Vanessa goes for his knee, chopping at it weakly. But it seems to be all she can do as the blood loss takes its strongest effect, making her slip downward before she can even stand. Realizing what condition Vanessa is in, Pugh forces himself back up on his bad knee and hoists Vanessa up, setting her up for the PUGH BOMB FOR A THIRD TIME!!!
Vince Walters: COME ON, VANESSA! GET OUT!
This time, PUGH DROPS VANESSA WITH THE PUGH BOMB, RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!
Jill Matthews: And there's the Pugh Bomb! And I think ... that is it for Vanessa...
Releasing an exhausted breath, Pugh slumps down onto his knees and stretches across Vanessa, too agonized to even hook her legs as the referee makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Vince Walters: No ... damn it...
Jill Matthews: Ryan Pugh retains the NEW World Heavyweight Championship, but what a valiant, courageous effort by Vanessa.
Tom Davis: Here is your winner ... and STILL THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ... RYAN PUGH!!!
The medics that were lingering at ringside come back to check on the competitors, but Pugh forces them away as he steadily gets back to his feet. Using the ropes as a support, Pugh takes possession of his World Title and holds it up weakly, receiving loud boos for his troubles despite the match he just had with Vanessa.
Jill Matthews: Tonight, Ryan Pugh stopped EVO from losing every match. He managed to retain his championship, and he did it all by himself. But Vanessa's performance will not be forgotten about. She did what most people never would have been able to do, and for that, I believe she should get a second chance at the World Title in the near future!
Vince Walters: You might say that, but what will Jesse think? He might have other plans, and I have a feeling he's fuming backstage, seeing Ryan Pugh still with gold on his shoulders!
Jill Matthews: Ryan Pugh ends 2013 as the NEW World Champion, and what a year it has been, Vince. But will things change for the better in 2014? That's what I want to know.
Vince Walters: What will be better is that bastard not being here! The Mafia will make sure of that!
Jill Matthews: Well, from all of us here at New Edge Wrestling, have a Great Christmas, have a Happy New Year, and we'll see you all in 2014! Thank you for tuning in everyone!
Vince Walters: Now get drunk and be merry! I know I will be after witnessing this...
Refusing medical treatment, Pugh exits the ring and stumbles up the ramp, but he is forced to pause and continue every so often due to his knees and the battering he took in the match. Some of the medics follow Pugh, but some linger behind to check on Vanessa, making sure she is alright as she lies on a canvas covered mostly in her blood. Pugh then raises the belt above his head again, showing the world that he is indeed still the World Heavyweight Champion. The visual lasts on Pugh as he keeps the title held aloft, finally fading to black and ending the NEW logo.