Post by Jesse Styles on Mar 11, 2013 0:50:57 GMT -6
Tom Davis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…weighing in tonight at 236 pounds…The Virus!
"Devil" by Staind begins as The Virus slowly walks out to the ramp in his trench coat tightly buttoned up, fedora on top of his masked head. He stops and looks around at all the prey amongst the crowd. He then begins to slowly walk down to the ring staring at his opponents. Making it inside the ring he removes his fedora and his trench coat tossing them to one of the corners and then begins bouncing around and stretching, becoming loose for the fight to come.
Vince Walters: The holder of the Golden Contract with the biggest singles test for him to date. It was a very impressive win at World War X to say the very least.
Jill Matthews: The demented and volatile Cera is not the person I’d want to face at this point in time considering the anger in her being right now.
Tom Davis: The opponent…weighing in tonight at 138 pounds…The Baddest Bitch…Cera!
The sounds of dripping water and footsteps echo throughout the arena, as the crowd is drowned in a sea of crimson light., and suddenly we hear:
"You! Do you know that bad girls go to Hell?"
Suddenly, the lights flash brightly once, as the beginning of "Whore" by Get Scared blasts from the speakers. The tron flashes on, showcasing video feed of multiple matches and attacks by a certain woman. Then a figure dressed in thick, heeled boots, ripped jeans and a leather jacket, with her gloved-hands resting casually on her hips, steps out. A smirk crawls upon this woman's lips as the crowd goes hysterical with boos at the appearance of... the Baddest Bitch! Cera simply grins coldly at the fans as she moves forward, the lights following her every movement. Followed by her skipping manager Jen, Cera reaches the ring, leaping over the ropes acrobatically before landing on the mat and stripping off her jacket to reveal a tight, shredded tanktop. She then saunters forward and offers a wicked look to the commentators, before setting her feet and putting her arms out as she awaits the start of the match.
Vince Walters: Oh I’m going to enjoy this.
Jill Matthews: The table just moved…
The two wrestlers immediately begin to brawl. Virus throws rights whereas Cera is countering with low kicks and open palm strikes to the chest to keep him off balanced. The bigger Virus takes a quick advantage with more rights though Cera is still throwing low kicks to the back of the leg to keep momentum going. Virus ends up dropping Cera with a hard right hand and then stretches out the back of his leg to make sure everything is going alright.
Jill Matthews: This was ment to be a wrestling match but it’s an all-out fight!
Vince Walters: Let me adjust the table a---
Jill Matthews: You do that to anything with breasts.
Vince Walters: I even would do that with you.
Virus soon ends up going for a high knee strike but Cera swiftly dodges and as soon as he turns around he’s dropped with a quick kick to the leg to drop him to a knee and then an enziguri kick right to the back of the head to drop the brawler. A couple of stomps to the back of the head follow as a visibly agitated Cera continues a quick, wild assault with a barrage of kicks there. The ref tries to pull Cera off of the Virus and that one little moment allows Virus to headbutt Cera to knock her down.
Jill Matthews: Two vicious pitbulls. One’s angry and the other wanting to make a huge statement when he decided to call out many members of the roster.
Vince Walters: I’d like to breed with a certain pitbull.
Jill Matthews: I plead the fifth.
Virus gets back to his feet and launches a barrage rights and lefts to ensure his advantage though he doesn’t quite have the pop he wants to have because of the previous kicks to his leg. It is enough to rattle the demonic Cera a little more so and a knife edge chop that follows that causes the customary WOOO from the audience. A second chop causes another WOOOO before Cera goes with a low dropkick right to the shinbone of the Virus and down he goes.
Jill Matthews: She went from zero to one hundred just like that with how quick she did that. Almost a blur.
Vince Walters: This isn’t Comedy Central.
Jill Matthews: You’re a damn idiot.
Cera then gets to her feet and swiftly drops a leg drop across the throat of The Virus and then a second…and then a third in rapid succession. She goes for a quick cover but Virus powers out at one without the leg hooked. Another kick to the back of the head follows as Virus goes to get to his feet from the assault. Cera stops Virus on his knees with another quick kick to the sternum but Virus fires off three big rights to rock Cera.
Jill Matthews: Virus trying to fight back here.
Vince Walters: But wait…
Cera, lightning fast, ends up launching a Shining Wizard to drop Virus down and with how he was torqued on the knee, it didn’t help. Cera makes a quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
TH---
Virus powers out at two.
Jill Matthews: Another display of speed there.
Cera shows a little bit of agitation and frustration as she just lets out a quick fire amount of stomps to the kneecap. This does however fire up Virus as he gets to his feet as after a couple more kicks he shakes his leg and then tags Cera right on the beak with a spinning heel kick! All this does is rock Cera toward the ropes and when she rebounds back, groggily, he drops her with a tilt-a-whirl slam as the crowd roars in approval.
Jill Matthews: Turning point is coming.
Virus soon starts throwing haymakers, rights, lefts, and palm strikes all in rapid succession as soon as Cera gets to her feet, refusing to relent. A couple chops are fired to make sure she’s backed into the corner. An irish whip follows but Cera instinctively leaps to the second rope and when she dives off for a tornado DDT variant…she’s met with an animalistic spear by The Virus! He quickly goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE---
Cera has kicked out!
Jill Matthews: I’m surprised the whiplash of that wasn’t enough to end it!
Vince Walters: These two are far from over, too.
Virus is on his feet and he’s just begging for Cera to get up. As soon as she does, he lets loose a barrage of punches and kicks initially before lifting her up for the dreaded Lethal Injection. Before he can transition to the next part, Cera uses her agility to spin behind The Virus and as soon as he turns around he’s DROPPED WITH AN EXTREME SPEED KICK! THE EXTREME SPEED HAS CONNECTED and Cera makes a quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Tom Davis: The winner of the match…the baddest bitch, Cera!
Jill Matthews: What an effort by both wrestlers. Neither person has anything to be ashamed of but I think Cera’s initial assault on Virus’s wheel was the reason that version of the Scorpion Kick she’s perfected connected so flush.
Vince Walters: Aw…damn. I wanted to look at her mo---
The lights suddenly black out for a brief moment and instead of Cera’s theme beginning to play…the beginning rumblings of ‘Gehenna’ is heard and the crowd reaction goes from positive at this match to negative right away. The dim red lights are now on as Iser slowly waltzes through the curtain and stares down at the ring.
Jill Matthews: That vigilante son of a bitch is here and after what he did to Roger Wright…is he going to accept Virus’s challenge or get some revenge on Cera?
Vince Walters: Who knows at this point? I can’t fathom what goes through his head.
Iser just stares down at the ring but he seems fixated specifically on Cera. Soon enough, he flashes that grin that Cera’s seen before…and you see her eyes twitch more noticeably this time. A shrill laugh from Iser follows before he coldly backs through the curtain, never taking his eyes off the Baddest Bitch. Cera immediately exits the ring, not celebrating too much because of what happened as Virus starts to pull himself upright via the ring ropes feeling out his jaw. The fans give him a round of applause for his part of the match as we go to commercial.
"Devil" by Staind begins as The Virus slowly walks out to the ramp in his trench coat tightly buttoned up, fedora on top of his masked head. He stops and looks around at all the prey amongst the crowd. He then begins to slowly walk down to the ring staring at his opponents. Making it inside the ring he removes his fedora and his trench coat tossing them to one of the corners and then begins bouncing around and stretching, becoming loose for the fight to come.
Vince Walters: The holder of the Golden Contract with the biggest singles test for him to date. It was a very impressive win at World War X to say the very least.
Jill Matthews: The demented and volatile Cera is not the person I’d want to face at this point in time considering the anger in her being right now.
Tom Davis: The opponent…weighing in tonight at 138 pounds…The Baddest Bitch…Cera!
The sounds of dripping water and footsteps echo throughout the arena, as the crowd is drowned in a sea of crimson light., and suddenly we hear:
"You! Do you know that bad girls go to Hell?"
Suddenly, the lights flash brightly once, as the beginning of "Whore" by Get Scared blasts from the speakers. The tron flashes on, showcasing video feed of multiple matches and attacks by a certain woman. Then a figure dressed in thick, heeled boots, ripped jeans and a leather jacket, with her gloved-hands resting casually on her hips, steps out. A smirk crawls upon this woman's lips as the crowd goes hysterical with boos at the appearance of... the Baddest Bitch! Cera simply grins coldly at the fans as she moves forward, the lights following her every movement. Followed by her skipping manager Jen, Cera reaches the ring, leaping over the ropes acrobatically before landing on the mat and stripping off her jacket to reveal a tight, shredded tanktop. She then saunters forward and offers a wicked look to the commentators, before setting her feet and putting her arms out as she awaits the start of the match.
Vince Walters: Oh I’m going to enjoy this.
Jill Matthews: The table just moved…
The two wrestlers immediately begin to brawl. Virus throws rights whereas Cera is countering with low kicks and open palm strikes to the chest to keep him off balanced. The bigger Virus takes a quick advantage with more rights though Cera is still throwing low kicks to the back of the leg to keep momentum going. Virus ends up dropping Cera with a hard right hand and then stretches out the back of his leg to make sure everything is going alright.
Jill Matthews: This was ment to be a wrestling match but it’s an all-out fight!
Vince Walters: Let me adjust the table a---
Jill Matthews: You do that to anything with breasts.
Vince Walters: I even would do that with you.
Virus soon ends up going for a high knee strike but Cera swiftly dodges and as soon as he turns around he’s dropped with a quick kick to the leg to drop him to a knee and then an enziguri kick right to the back of the head to drop the brawler. A couple of stomps to the back of the head follow as a visibly agitated Cera continues a quick, wild assault with a barrage of kicks there. The ref tries to pull Cera off of the Virus and that one little moment allows Virus to headbutt Cera to knock her down.
Jill Matthews: Two vicious pitbulls. One’s angry and the other wanting to make a huge statement when he decided to call out many members of the roster.
Vince Walters: I’d like to breed with a certain pitbull.
Jill Matthews: I plead the fifth.
Virus gets back to his feet and launches a barrage rights and lefts to ensure his advantage though he doesn’t quite have the pop he wants to have because of the previous kicks to his leg. It is enough to rattle the demonic Cera a little more so and a knife edge chop that follows that causes the customary WOOO from the audience. A second chop causes another WOOOO before Cera goes with a low dropkick right to the shinbone of the Virus and down he goes.
Jill Matthews: She went from zero to one hundred just like that with how quick she did that. Almost a blur.
Vince Walters: This isn’t Comedy Central.
Jill Matthews: You’re a damn idiot.
Cera then gets to her feet and swiftly drops a leg drop across the throat of The Virus and then a second…and then a third in rapid succession. She goes for a quick cover but Virus powers out at one without the leg hooked. Another kick to the back of the head follows as Virus goes to get to his feet from the assault. Cera stops Virus on his knees with another quick kick to the sternum but Virus fires off three big rights to rock Cera.
Jill Matthews: Virus trying to fight back here.
Vince Walters: But wait…
Cera, lightning fast, ends up launching a Shining Wizard to drop Virus down and with how he was torqued on the knee, it didn’t help. Cera makes a quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
TH---
Virus powers out at two.
Jill Matthews: Another display of speed there.
Cera shows a little bit of agitation and frustration as she just lets out a quick fire amount of stomps to the kneecap. This does however fire up Virus as he gets to his feet as after a couple more kicks he shakes his leg and then tags Cera right on the beak with a spinning heel kick! All this does is rock Cera toward the ropes and when she rebounds back, groggily, he drops her with a tilt-a-whirl slam as the crowd roars in approval.
Jill Matthews: Turning point is coming.
Virus soon starts throwing haymakers, rights, lefts, and palm strikes all in rapid succession as soon as Cera gets to her feet, refusing to relent. A couple chops are fired to make sure she’s backed into the corner. An irish whip follows but Cera instinctively leaps to the second rope and when she dives off for a tornado DDT variant…she’s met with an animalistic spear by The Virus! He quickly goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE---
Cera has kicked out!
Jill Matthews: I’m surprised the whiplash of that wasn’t enough to end it!
Vince Walters: These two are far from over, too.
Virus is on his feet and he’s just begging for Cera to get up. As soon as she does, he lets loose a barrage of punches and kicks initially before lifting her up for the dreaded Lethal Injection. Before he can transition to the next part, Cera uses her agility to spin behind The Virus and as soon as he turns around he’s DROPPED WITH AN EXTREME SPEED KICK! THE EXTREME SPEED HAS CONNECTED and Cera makes a quick cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Tom Davis: The winner of the match…the baddest bitch, Cera!
Jill Matthews: What an effort by both wrestlers. Neither person has anything to be ashamed of but I think Cera’s initial assault on Virus’s wheel was the reason that version of the Scorpion Kick she’s perfected connected so flush.
Vince Walters: Aw…damn. I wanted to look at her mo---
The lights suddenly black out for a brief moment and instead of Cera’s theme beginning to play…the beginning rumblings of ‘Gehenna’ is heard and the crowd reaction goes from positive at this match to negative right away. The dim red lights are now on as Iser slowly waltzes through the curtain and stares down at the ring.
Jill Matthews: That vigilante son of a bitch is here and after what he did to Roger Wright…is he going to accept Virus’s challenge or get some revenge on Cera?
Vince Walters: Who knows at this point? I can’t fathom what goes through his head.
Iser just stares down at the ring but he seems fixated specifically on Cera. Soon enough, he flashes that grin that Cera’s seen before…and you see her eyes twitch more noticeably this time. A shrill laugh from Iser follows before he coldly backs through the curtain, never taking his eyes off the Baddest Bitch. Cera immediately exits the ring, not celebrating too much because of what happened as Virus starts to pull himself upright via the ring ropes feeling out his jaw. The fans give him a round of applause for his part of the match as we go to commercial.