Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 1, 2018 4:56:24 GMT
Joe Hoffman: Next up ladies and gentlemen is a match that has been brewing with anticipation all week.
Benny Newell: The fuck? What rag sheets you been perusing Hoffman?
Joe Hoffman: Just stating facts Benny….
Benny Newell: Fuck the facts Hoffman. Look, Jace here is going to destroy Stevens to the point where the inbred can’t use his dick to fuck his cousin.
“(S)aint” by Marilyn Manson blasts over the speakers inside The Jesus Complex.
Joe Hoffman: Saved by the bell……
Jace Parker Davidson makes his way onto the stage as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction.
Joe Hoffman: Jace is looking to bounce back and build some momentum going into Refueled for his highly anticipated rematch against Max Kael.
Benny Newell: Looking? It’s in the fucking bag Hoffman.
.
Bryan McVay: The following match is scheduled for one fall and introducing first, hailing from Miami, Florida!!! Weighing in at 255 lbs, he is.... JACE. PARKER. DAAAAAVIDSON!!!
Jace saunters down the entranceway blocking out the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Jace looks completely focused on the task that awaits him.
Jace makes his way into the ring by sliding under the bottom rope. He begins to stretch out on the ropes as he awaits for his opponent.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos, as an electric guitar wails throughout the PA system and the words of Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting. I will, tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything. Then I, treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in. You pretend you didn't know, that I am The Scorpion, whoa!" The cheers intensify as the instrumental after the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas
Joe Hoffman: Stevens has look strong in recent weeks. He’s looking to gain his first singles victory in months after leading his team in victory last week.
Benny Newell: Oh please Hoffman, we all know Tara carried him.
Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares down at his opponent, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, representing the Great State of Texas, from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 256lbs, he is “The Scorpion” SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is all business here tonight.
Benny Newell: Yeah, well, I’m all kinds of drunk here tonight.
Joe Hoffman: What’s new?
Senior official, Matt Boettcher, goes over the rules with both individuals and checks them before signaling for the bell.
Ding. Ding.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens isn’t wasting any time here folks!
Stevens storms across the ring and starts unloading a flury of punches to the former world champion.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens now has Jace backed into the corner and he’s targeting the ribs with those punches.
Jace winces in pain as the heavy hands of Stevens collide against his rib cage.
Benny Newell: What the fuck Hoffman?!?!?!? Why isn’t Boettcher doing anything?!?!? He’s a stickler for the rules isn’t he?
Joe Hoffman: You just may get your wish.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Stevens breaks off his attack but it gives Jace the opportunity to turn the tide by raking the eyes of Stevens.
Benny Newell: Looks like the Eyes of Texas just got raked! DRINK!
Jace staggers Stevens with a European uppercut.
Joe Hoffman: What’s Jace going to do here?
Benny Newell: I hope he beats that hick’s dick into the dirt.
After Stevens takes a boot to the stomach, Jace snaps him over with a suplex before rolling on top and dishing out a flury of his own.
Benny Newell: Pound him into hamburger!
Jace Parker Davidson: You think you’re better than me?!?!?
Punch.
Jace Parker Davidson: You aren’t!
Punch.
Jace Parker Davidson: Got it you piece of shit?!?!?
Jace continues to spew his hate for Stevens as he continues to pound away on the Texan as Boettcher tries to pry him off.
Joe Hoffman: Come on ref get in there!
Benny Newell: This is great.
Boettcher is finally able to pry the former world champion off of Stevens, but Jace continues the attack by stomping the head of Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Pinpoint knee drop by Jace to Stevens head.
Jace goes for the cover.
One.
Two.
Kickout.
Jace grabs Stevens and locks in a reverse chin lock.
Stevens begins to shake as he feels the energy of the crowd and begins to get to his feet.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is feeding of the audience here tonight as he begins to target the ribs of Jace.
Stevens breaks free after a couple of elbows.
Before Jace can regain his composure Stevens slings him into the ropes.
Benny Newell: That was close.
Stevens went for a lariat that barely missed the former world champion. Stevens doubles over and gets ready for a backdrop as Jace is coming back on the rebound.
Benny Newell: Stupid hick! That’s what you get!
Jace counters Stevens with a face breaker knee smash.
Joe Hoffman: Try counter by Jace there.
As Stevens is doubled over, Jace springs off the near side ropes and hits a swinging neck breaker. He back crawls to make a quick cover.
One.
Two.
Shoulder up.
Jace reaches down to pick up Stevens but gets kicked in the face. As Stevens begins to stand up Jace grabs him and begins to club the back of his neck but Stevens pushes him off.
Joe Hoffman: Jace not letting Stevens breathe.
Benny Newell: Good, I hope he suffocates him. Drink!
Jace goes to grab Stevens again but gets popped with a haymaker.
Joe Hoffman: That is the opening Stevens needs.
Stevens creates enough separation to get a quick breather while Jace is checking to make sure none of his teeth got knocked into the audience.
Benny Newell: Get him Jace!
Jace rushes at Stevens with a full head of steam but the Texan avoids him. As Jace turns around Stevens grabs both of his arms and yanks him in close.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens using his head…literally.
Stevens begins to head butt Jace over and over.
Benny Newell: Do something ref!
Stevens throws Jace overhead with a suplex and goes for a cover.
One.
Two.
Thr……No!
Joe Hoffman: Jace gets the shoulder up in the nick of time.
Benny Newell: Of course, that’s why he is a former champion of the world Hoffman. He knows when to dig down deep.
Stevens begins to put the boots to the body of Jace. Stevens balls up his fist and takes a moment to kiss it before he plants it between Jace’s eyes. Cover.
One.
Two.
Kickout.
Stevens begins to ground and pound Jace after he mounts him.
Joe Hoffman: Looks like Stevens is trying to turn Jace’s face into hamburger now.
Benny Newell: Fuck off.
After the final punch, Stevens grabs Jace and pulls him to a sitting position.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens measuring Jace here.
Jace winces in pain after taking a kick to the spine. Stevens takes a few steps back before unleashing a super kick.
Joe Hoffman: Jace narrowly escapes the Remember the Alamo.
As Stevens turns around he gets nailed with a kick to the gut and Jace returns the favor with his own super kick. Jace cocks a smile admiring his handiwork as he makes his way over to Stevens.
Benny Newell: Slap him again!
Jace slaps the face of Stevens over and over as he pulls him to his feet.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Jace slaps Stevens across the face so hard that it echoes throughout The Jesus Complex.
Joe Hoffman: That’s going to leave a mark.
Jace throws Stevens towards the far corner.
Joe Hoffman: Reverse.
Stevens reverses the Irish whip and Jace goes flying into the turnbuckle instead as Stevens follows pursuit.
Joe Hoffman: STINGER SPLASH!!!!!
Benny Newell: FUCK!
Stevens runs the ropes and prepares to strike again but Jace sidesteps the attack and Stevens hits the turnbuckle face first.
Benny Newell: Lightning doesn’t strike twice you inbred hick!
As Stevens is dazed, Jace rushes at Stevens with a leg lariat.
Benny Newell: The fuck?!?!?!?
Joe Hoffman: Stevens caught him.
Benny Newell: No shit Captain Obvious!
Stevens powers Jace up a bit before drilling him into the mat with a power bomb.
Scott Stevens: COUNT!
Stevens screams at Boettcher who begins his cadence.
One.
Two.
Three.
No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jace with a kickout.
Scott Stevens: FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stevens screams in anger after Jace gets out.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens can’t believe Jace kicked out.
Benny Newell: My left arm is tingling Hoffman, is that good?
Scott Stevens: Get the fuck up!
Stevens screams at Jace.
Stevens ready to pounce as Jace makes his way to his feet, and as he turns around…..
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!!!!!!!
Benny Newell: FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stevens slides into the cover.
One.
Two.
Three.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: FOOT ON THE ROPE! FOOT ON THE ROPE!
Benny Newell: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you Stevens!
Stevens can’t believe it as he holds up three fingers to the ref who show him Jace got his foot on the ropes.
Stevens picks up Jace and slings him toward the center of the ring with a gutwrench suplex. Stevens hooks a leg.
One.
Two.
Shoulder up.
Stevens hooks both legs this time.
One.
Two.
Kickout.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens trying to catch Jace off guard with those quick pins.
The frustration in the Texan begins to build as he can’t keep the former world champion down.
Stevens begins to stalk Jace, and as he slowly makes it to his knees Stevens hits the ropes looking for a curb stomp.
Benny Newell: No biting the curb today you fuck!
Jace evades Stevens and throws a kick at the Texan.
Joe Hoffman: Look at that smile on Stevens face, he has him now.
Stevens smiles as Jace hops around on one foot.
Scott Stevens: Fuck you assho……
Before Stevens can finish talking he gets rocked by an enzuiguri.
Jace immediately starts rolling Stevens towards the corner.
Joe Hoffman: Split-legged moonsault!
One.
Two.
Thre…..No!!!!!!
Benny Newell: God dammit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jace can’t believe it has he begins to argue with Matt Boettcher and his poor officiating, in his eyes at least.
Jace goes to pick up Stevens but gets a rake to the eyes. Jace goes to tie up but Stevens ducks and locks his arms around Jace’s waist.
Joe Hoffman: Jace just went for a ride in a German car.
Benny Newell: That suppose to be funny Hoffhole?!?!?!?
Joe Hoffman: I try.
Benny Newell: Well you fucking suck.
Stevens doesn’t let go as he rolls over and hits a second German suplex.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens looking for the trifecta.
Benny Newell: Not so fast Hoffman.
As Stevens goes for the final one Jace blocks it.
Joe Hoffman: Vicious elbows by Jace.
Jace stuns Stevens for him to loosen his grin and Jace grabs Stevens and hits a German of his own.
Benny Newell: Stevens going for the ride now.
Jace rolls and hits another.
Joe Hoffman: What the hell?!?!?!?!?
Instead of going for the last German, Jace lifts Stevens up and slides him down his back.
Benny Newell: Twisted Reality! Stick a fork in Stevens he’s done!
Jace goes for the cover.
One.
Two.
Three.
The bell rings.
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner..... JACE. PARKER. DAAAAAVIDSON!!!
Jace can barely stand as he gets to his feet as Boettcher raises his hand in victory.
Joe Hoffman: Jace and Stevens were in a war tonight.
Benny Newell: War smore. Stevens lost like usual, nothing changes.
As Jace uses the ref to hold himself up, he doesn’t notice that Stevens is on his feet and behind him.
Joe Hoffman: Jace better be careful here.
Benny Newell: Why? He’ll kick Stevens’ ass if he tries anything.
Stevens slides out of the ring but stops and stands there for a moment before crawling back in and walking up behind Jace.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with a handful of Jace’s rainbow colored hair.
Stevens looks at Jace with pure hatred as he tightens his grip on his hair before dropping him with a reverse ddt.
Joe Hoffman: Scorpion Deathdrop.
Stevens looks at the unconscious Jace and slides out of the ring and makes his way over to Brian McVay.
Scott Stevens: MOVE!
Stevens yells as he collects the chair McVay was sitting on and tosses it into the ring.
Benny Newell: Fucking sore loser. Hoffman get in there and stop him.
Joe Hoffman: I don’t think so Benny.
Benny Newell: Fucking useless.
Stevens places the chair next to the head of Jace before picking him up and placing him between his legs. Stevens cracks a smug grin as he does the throat slash gesture before lifting up Jace.
Joe Hoffman: Oh. My. God. He’s going to piledrive him onto the chair.
Benny Newell: He’s going to break his fucking neck!!!!!
Before Stevens can finish Jace off, “Roman’s Revenge” starts to play and Tara sprints to the ring. Stevens legs go of Jace and slides out of the ring as Tara enters it.
Benny Newell: That pussy!
Tara yells for Stevens to get into the ring. Stevens cracks a smirk as Tara holds the ropes open for him. Stevens shakes his head no and begins to make his way towards the ramp.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens wants no part of Tara here tonight.
Benny Newell: Yeah, may get another tampon shoved down his throat or worse.
Tara calls for a mic.
Tara: Hey. Hey dickless!
Stevens stops walking and turns around.
Tara: Get your fucking ass in here!
Stevens walks back towards the ring and Tara throws down the mic and gets ready for a fight. As Stevens climbs onto the apron, Jace has made his way back up to his feet and goes to attack Stevens who drops down.
Benny Newell: Get in their pussy. You shouldn’t have a problem since you dominated them a couple of weeks ago!
Jace continues to yell at Stevens when Tara pulls him aside.
Tara: The hell do you think you’re doing?
She screams at Jace who sidesteps her and continues to yell at Stevens. She yanks him back once more and he shoves her.
Joe Hoffman: That’s not good.
Tara yanks Jace back a third time and slaps him.
Joe Hoffman: Trouble in paradise.
Jace is shocked while he rubs his cheek.
Jace: The hell are you thinking?!?!?!?
He yells before Tara drills him in the nuts that send him crumpling to the mat.
Tara: That’s for last night fucker!
Tara turns her attention towards Stevens who is chuckling. Stevens gives her a two finger salute before walking up the ramp and disappearing backstage.
As we cut to backstage, Scott Stevens is shown leaving the Gorilla position and bumps into grimy hands of HOW’s ace reporter, Brian Bare.
Brian Bare: Stevens, can I get a few words.
Bare asks Stevens as he walks beside him.
Scott Stevens: Make it quick.
Stevens says to Bare as he continues to walk to his dressing.
Brian Bare: Tonight didn’t go as planned for you and your losing ways continue, what are your thoughts going forward?
Stevens stops and grabs Brian’s tie and yanks him close.
Scott Stevens: I want you to listen and listen well. I may have lost tonight, but who was laying at the end of the match? Not I.
Stevens says with a smile.
Scott Stevens: You see Bare, Jace can claim this and he can claim that but the fact is I was a second away from breaking his fucking neck and ending his worthless career.
Stevens says as he tightens his grip on Bare’s tie by wrapping it around his hand.
Brian Bare: But….but…..but why would you want to do that?
He asks as he gasps for air.
Scott Stevens: Simple. That will be Tara’s future very soon.
Stevens tells Brian before letting him go who starts coughing as Stevens heads to his locker room.
Benny Newell: The fuck? What rag sheets you been perusing Hoffman?
Joe Hoffman: Just stating facts Benny….
Benny Newell: Fuck the facts Hoffman. Look, Jace here is going to destroy Stevens to the point where the inbred can’t use his dick to fuck his cousin.
“(S)aint” by Marilyn Manson blasts over the speakers inside The Jesus Complex.
Joe Hoffman: Saved by the bell……
Jace Parker Davidson makes his way onto the stage as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction.
Joe Hoffman: Jace is looking to bounce back and build some momentum going into Refueled for his highly anticipated rematch against Max Kael.
Benny Newell: Looking? It’s in the fucking bag Hoffman.
.
Bryan McVay: The following match is scheduled for one fall and introducing first, hailing from Miami, Florida!!! Weighing in at 255 lbs, he is.... JACE. PARKER. DAAAAAVIDSON!!!
Jace saunters down the entranceway blocking out the crowd.
Joe Hoffman: Jace looks completely focused on the task that awaits him.
Jace makes his way into the ring by sliding under the bottom rope. He begins to stretch out on the ropes as he awaits for his opponent.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the area. The video screen lights up and flashes across the screen, "Nothing survives my sting!" The crowd reaction is mixed, but there are more cheers than boos, as an electric guitar wails throughout the PA system and the words of Dave Mustaine's voice echoes throughout the arena, "As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting. I will, tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything. Then I, treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in. You pretend you didn't know, that I am The Scorpion, whoa!" The cheers intensify as the instrumental after the chorus hits the speakers, drawing out the man from Texas
Joe Hoffman: Stevens has look strong in recent weeks. He’s looking to gain his first singles victory in months after leading his team in victory last week.
Benny Newell: Oh please Hoffman, we all know Tara carried him.
Walking down the aisle, he fists bumps some of his fans while raising a fist at a few of the more vocal bashers. As he finally gets to the ring, he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and stares down at his opponent, an icy glare and the throat slash gesture his only actions as he drops to the mat.
Bryan McVay: And his opponent, representing the Great State of Texas, from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 256lbs, he is “The Scorpion” SCOTTTTTTTTTTTTT STEEEEEEEEEEEVENSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is all business here tonight.
Benny Newell: Yeah, well, I’m all kinds of drunk here tonight.
Joe Hoffman: What’s new?
Senior official, Matt Boettcher, goes over the rules with both individuals and checks them before signaling for the bell.
Ding. Ding.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens isn’t wasting any time here folks!
Stevens storms across the ring and starts unloading a flury of punches to the former world champion.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens now has Jace backed into the corner and he’s targeting the ribs with those punches.
Jace winces in pain as the heavy hands of Stevens collide against his rib cage.
Benny Newell: What the fuck Hoffman?!?!?!? Why isn’t Boettcher doing anything?!?!? He’s a stickler for the rules isn’t he?
Joe Hoffman: You just may get your wish.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Stevens breaks off his attack but it gives Jace the opportunity to turn the tide by raking the eyes of Stevens.
Benny Newell: Looks like the Eyes of Texas just got raked! DRINK!
Jace staggers Stevens with a European uppercut.
Joe Hoffman: What’s Jace going to do here?
Benny Newell: I hope he beats that hick’s dick into the dirt.
After Stevens takes a boot to the stomach, Jace snaps him over with a suplex before rolling on top and dishing out a flury of his own.
Benny Newell: Pound him into hamburger!
Jace Parker Davidson: You think you’re better than me?!?!?
Punch.
Jace Parker Davidson: You aren’t!
Punch.
Jace Parker Davidson: Got it you piece of shit?!?!?
Jace continues to spew his hate for Stevens as he continues to pound away on the Texan as Boettcher tries to pry him off.
Joe Hoffman: Come on ref get in there!
Benny Newell: This is great.
Boettcher is finally able to pry the former world champion off of Stevens, but Jace continues the attack by stomping the head of Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: Pinpoint knee drop by Jace to Stevens head.
Jace goes for the cover.
One.
Two.
Kickout.
Jace grabs Stevens and locks in a reverse chin lock.
Stevens begins to shake as he feels the energy of the crowd and begins to get to his feet.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens is feeding of the audience here tonight as he begins to target the ribs of Jace.
Stevens breaks free after a couple of elbows.
Before Jace can regain his composure Stevens slings him into the ropes.
Benny Newell: That was close.
Stevens went for a lariat that barely missed the former world champion. Stevens doubles over and gets ready for a backdrop as Jace is coming back on the rebound.
Benny Newell: Stupid hick! That’s what you get!
Jace counters Stevens with a face breaker knee smash.
Joe Hoffman: Try counter by Jace there.
As Stevens is doubled over, Jace springs off the near side ropes and hits a swinging neck breaker. He back crawls to make a quick cover.
One.
Two.
Shoulder up.
Jace reaches down to pick up Stevens but gets kicked in the face. As Stevens begins to stand up Jace grabs him and begins to club the back of his neck but Stevens pushes him off.
Joe Hoffman: Jace not letting Stevens breathe.
Benny Newell: Good, I hope he suffocates him. Drink!
Jace goes to grab Stevens again but gets popped with a haymaker.
Joe Hoffman: That is the opening Stevens needs.
Stevens creates enough separation to get a quick breather while Jace is checking to make sure none of his teeth got knocked into the audience.
Benny Newell: Get him Jace!
Jace rushes at Stevens with a full head of steam but the Texan avoids him. As Jace turns around Stevens grabs both of his arms and yanks him in close.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens using his head…literally.
Stevens begins to head butt Jace over and over.
Benny Newell: Do something ref!
Stevens throws Jace overhead with a suplex and goes for a cover.
One.
Two.
Thr……No!
Joe Hoffman: Jace gets the shoulder up in the nick of time.
Benny Newell: Of course, that’s why he is a former champion of the world Hoffman. He knows when to dig down deep.
Stevens begins to put the boots to the body of Jace. Stevens balls up his fist and takes a moment to kiss it before he plants it between Jace’s eyes. Cover.
One.
Two.
Kickout.
Stevens begins to ground and pound Jace after he mounts him.
Joe Hoffman: Looks like Stevens is trying to turn Jace’s face into hamburger now.
Benny Newell: Fuck off.
After the final punch, Stevens grabs Jace and pulls him to a sitting position.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens measuring Jace here.
Jace winces in pain after taking a kick to the spine. Stevens takes a few steps back before unleashing a super kick.
Joe Hoffman: Jace narrowly escapes the Remember the Alamo.
As Stevens turns around he gets nailed with a kick to the gut and Jace returns the favor with his own super kick. Jace cocks a smile admiring his handiwork as he makes his way over to Stevens.
Benny Newell: Slap him again!
Jace slaps the face of Stevens over and over as he pulls him to his feet.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Jace slaps Stevens across the face so hard that it echoes throughout The Jesus Complex.
Joe Hoffman: That’s going to leave a mark.
Jace throws Stevens towards the far corner.
Joe Hoffman: Reverse.
Stevens reverses the Irish whip and Jace goes flying into the turnbuckle instead as Stevens follows pursuit.
Joe Hoffman: STINGER SPLASH!!!!!
Benny Newell: FUCK!
Stevens runs the ropes and prepares to strike again but Jace sidesteps the attack and Stevens hits the turnbuckle face first.
Benny Newell: Lightning doesn’t strike twice you inbred hick!
As Stevens is dazed, Jace rushes at Stevens with a leg lariat.
Benny Newell: The fuck?!?!?!?
Joe Hoffman: Stevens caught him.
Benny Newell: No shit Captain Obvious!
Stevens powers Jace up a bit before drilling him into the mat with a power bomb.
Scott Stevens: COUNT!
Stevens screams at Boettcher who begins his cadence.
One.
Two.
Three.
No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jace with a kickout.
Scott Stevens: FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stevens screams in anger after Jace gets out.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens can’t believe Jace kicked out.
Benny Newell: My left arm is tingling Hoffman, is that good?
Scott Stevens: Get the fuck up!
Stevens screams at Jace.
Stevens ready to pounce as Jace makes his way to his feet, and as he turns around…..
Joe Hoffman: TOXIC STING!!!!!!!
Benny Newell: FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stevens slides into the cover.
One.
Two.
Three.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe Hoffman: FOOT ON THE ROPE! FOOT ON THE ROPE!
Benny Newell: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you Stevens!
Stevens can’t believe it as he holds up three fingers to the ref who show him Jace got his foot on the ropes.
Stevens picks up Jace and slings him toward the center of the ring with a gutwrench suplex. Stevens hooks a leg.
One.
Two.
Shoulder up.
Stevens hooks both legs this time.
One.
Two.
Kickout.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens trying to catch Jace off guard with those quick pins.
The frustration in the Texan begins to build as he can’t keep the former world champion down.
Stevens begins to stalk Jace, and as he slowly makes it to his knees Stevens hits the ropes looking for a curb stomp.
Benny Newell: No biting the curb today you fuck!
Jace evades Stevens and throws a kick at the Texan.
Joe Hoffman: Look at that smile on Stevens face, he has him now.
Stevens smiles as Jace hops around on one foot.
Scott Stevens: Fuck you assho……
Before Stevens can finish talking he gets rocked by an enzuiguri.
Jace immediately starts rolling Stevens towards the corner.
Joe Hoffman: Split-legged moonsault!
One.
Two.
Thre…..No!!!!!!
Benny Newell: God dammit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jace can’t believe it has he begins to argue with Matt Boettcher and his poor officiating, in his eyes at least.
Jace goes to pick up Stevens but gets a rake to the eyes. Jace goes to tie up but Stevens ducks and locks his arms around Jace’s waist.
Joe Hoffman: Jace just went for a ride in a German car.
Benny Newell: That suppose to be funny Hoffhole?!?!?!?
Joe Hoffman: I try.
Benny Newell: Well you fucking suck.
Stevens doesn’t let go as he rolls over and hits a second German suplex.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens looking for the trifecta.
Benny Newell: Not so fast Hoffman.
As Stevens goes for the final one Jace blocks it.
Joe Hoffman: Vicious elbows by Jace.
Jace stuns Stevens for him to loosen his grin and Jace grabs Stevens and hits a German of his own.
Benny Newell: Stevens going for the ride now.
Jace rolls and hits another.
Joe Hoffman: What the hell?!?!?!?!?
Instead of going for the last German, Jace lifts Stevens up and slides him down his back.
Benny Newell: Twisted Reality! Stick a fork in Stevens he’s done!
Jace goes for the cover.
One.
Two.
Three.
The bell rings.
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner..... JACE. PARKER. DAAAAAVIDSON!!!
Jace can barely stand as he gets to his feet as Boettcher raises his hand in victory.
Joe Hoffman: Jace and Stevens were in a war tonight.
Benny Newell: War smore. Stevens lost like usual, nothing changes.
As Jace uses the ref to hold himself up, he doesn’t notice that Stevens is on his feet and behind him.
Joe Hoffman: Jace better be careful here.
Benny Newell: Why? He’ll kick Stevens’ ass if he tries anything.
Stevens slides out of the ring but stops and stands there for a moment before crawling back in and walking up behind Jace.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens with a handful of Jace’s rainbow colored hair.
Stevens looks at Jace with pure hatred as he tightens his grip on his hair before dropping him with a reverse ddt.
Joe Hoffman: Scorpion Deathdrop.
Stevens looks at the unconscious Jace and slides out of the ring and makes his way over to Brian McVay.
Scott Stevens: MOVE!
Stevens yells as he collects the chair McVay was sitting on and tosses it into the ring.
Benny Newell: Fucking sore loser. Hoffman get in there and stop him.
Joe Hoffman: I don’t think so Benny.
Benny Newell: Fucking useless.
Stevens places the chair next to the head of Jace before picking him up and placing him between his legs. Stevens cracks a smug grin as he does the throat slash gesture before lifting up Jace.
Joe Hoffman: Oh. My. God. He’s going to piledrive him onto the chair.
Benny Newell: He’s going to break his fucking neck!!!!!
Before Stevens can finish Jace off, “Roman’s Revenge” starts to play and Tara sprints to the ring. Stevens legs go of Jace and slides out of the ring as Tara enters it.
Benny Newell: That pussy!
Tara yells for Stevens to get into the ring. Stevens cracks a smirk as Tara holds the ropes open for him. Stevens shakes his head no and begins to make his way towards the ramp.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens wants no part of Tara here tonight.
Benny Newell: Yeah, may get another tampon shoved down his throat or worse.
Tara calls for a mic.
Tara: Hey. Hey dickless!
Stevens stops walking and turns around.
Tara: Get your fucking ass in here!
Stevens walks back towards the ring and Tara throws down the mic and gets ready for a fight. As Stevens climbs onto the apron, Jace has made his way back up to his feet and goes to attack Stevens who drops down.
Benny Newell: Get in their pussy. You shouldn’t have a problem since you dominated them a couple of weeks ago!
Jace continues to yell at Stevens when Tara pulls him aside.
Tara: The hell do you think you’re doing?
She screams at Jace who sidesteps her and continues to yell at Stevens. She yanks him back once more and he shoves her.
Joe Hoffman: That’s not good.
Tara yanks Jace back a third time and slaps him.
Joe Hoffman: Trouble in paradise.
Jace is shocked while he rubs his cheek.
Jace: The hell are you thinking?!?!?!?
He yells before Tara drills him in the nuts that send him crumpling to the mat.
Tara: That’s for last night fucker!
Tara turns her attention towards Stevens who is chuckling. Stevens gives her a two finger salute before walking up the ramp and disappearing backstage.
As we cut to backstage, Scott Stevens is shown leaving the Gorilla position and bumps into grimy hands of HOW’s ace reporter, Brian Bare.
Brian Bare: Stevens, can I get a few words.
Bare asks Stevens as he walks beside him.
Scott Stevens: Make it quick.
Stevens says to Bare as he continues to walk to his dressing.
Brian Bare: Tonight didn’t go as planned for you and your losing ways continue, what are your thoughts going forward?
Stevens stops and grabs Brian’s tie and yanks him close.
Scott Stevens: I want you to listen and listen well. I may have lost tonight, but who was laying at the end of the match? Not I.
Stevens says with a smile.
Scott Stevens: You see Bare, Jace can claim this and he can claim that but the fact is I was a second away from breaking his fucking neck and ending his worthless career.
Stevens says as he tightens his grip on Bare’s tie by wrapping it around his hand.
Brian Bare: But….but…..but why would you want to do that?
He asks as he gasps for air.
Scott Stevens: Simple. That will be Tara’s future very soon.
Stevens tells Brian before letting him go who starts coughing as Stevens heads to his locker room.