Post by Jman2k3 on Mar 21, 2019 5:02:00 GMT
OSCAR BURNS vs. SCOTT STEVENS
DDK:
We’re down to our last two matches on tonight’s card and for this next match, the stakes could not be any higher for two men looking to finally be done with one another. Ever since Maximum DEFIANCE 2017, the careers of “Twists and Turns” Oscar Burns and “The Angry Texan” Scott Stevens have intersected many times, but with the common denominator being Burns has yet to defeat Stevens one-on-one. Since the days of the UTA’s attempted invasion of DEFIANCE, these two have been at one another’s throats. Both men wanted this match so badly that they’ve each put up something major to make it happen.
Angus:
Scott Stevens is putting up his contractually-obligated FIST of DEFIANCE Title rematch he got after losing the FIST to McFuckass Lite. For Burnsie, the King WrestleDork is putting up his DEFIANCE career.
DDK:
After issues went unresolved after Kendrix’s victory at DEFCON 2018, these two wasted no time in getting right back into their bad blood on DEFtv 113 in a massive brawl that saw multiple members of staff suffer injuries. As a result, both men were barred from being in the same arena until tonight, but that didn’t stop either man from laying the challenge. Burns wanted another chance to regain the FIST and get Stevens out of his hair so he challenged him for his future title shot. Stevens offered up his FIST of DEFIANCE rematch and counteroffered with this match being a Texas Deathmatch - his specialty match - as well as Burns putting up his DEFIANCE career. Burns accepted without hesitation and the rest is history.
Angus:
I hope Burnsie finally beats this annoying former UTA smug prick. You know me, Keebs, I am never a biased man…
DDK: [dryly]
No way… But either way this issue spanning over a year and a half that saw both men hold the FIST of DEFIANCE, Scott Stevens put Oscar Burns on the shelf for three months last year… this all finally comes to a head tonight and after this match, these two are done with one another. With that, all said and done… let’s go to Darren Quimbey at ringside to announce our second to the last match of the night.
The crowd buzzes with anticipation for the end of this on-again-off-again blood feud to finally be done as Darren Quimbey begins.
Darren Quimbey:
The following contest is a Texas Deathmatch and the rules are as follows! No DQ, no count out, falls count anywhere! In order to win, you must pin your opponent, which then will start a mandatory ten-count for the participant to get back on their feet. If they fail to do so, they will lose the match!
He continues.
Darren Quimbey:
As a reminder, both men have wagers at stake. If Oscar Burns wins, he will take the contractual rematch of Scott Stevens for a FIST of DEFIANCE title match. If Scott Stevens wins, the DEFIANCE career of Oscar Burns will be over.
With all that said… the crowd goes silent for the first intro…
Darren Quimbey:
Introducing first…
♫ "Raise Your Flag” by MAN WITH A MISSION ♫
Darren Quimbey:
From Wellington, New Zealand… weighing in at 243 pounds, he is ”TWISTS AND TURNS” OSCAR BURNS!
The fans cheer in admiration for DEFIANCE’s resident grappling expert as he walks out… but far from his normal yellow-themed shirt and orange attire. For perhaps the first time in his DEFIANCE career, he’s decked out in his custom DEFIANCE fist logo with “WE LIKE GRAPS” on the back, complete with black jeans and boots. He stops on the entrance ramp and kneels down, surveying the landscape before him
Angus:
Wow, Burnsie isn’t dressed like a wrestler for once. This shit’s serious, Keebs.
DDK:
Scott Stevens has been the one man in DEFIANCE that Burns just cannot figure out. Burns has pinned Stevens once in a tag team match over a year and a half ago, but in these big matches, he’s 0-2 against Stevens. And if he goes 0-3, Angus, he’s gone. That’s how much being the FIST means to Burns, that he’s willing to put his career on the line to get it.
Oscar looks at the surroundings and eyes the ring once before he enters. He warms up in the ring and with the DEFIANCE Faithful fully behind him, he raises one finger in the air and leans against the middle rope, soaking in the adulation of a crowd that is certainly pro-Oscar tonight! Tonight, he isn’t worried about autographing his shirt and throwing it into the crowd. He’s dressed for a fight tonight; one he asked for in the first place and one he’ll regret if he loses.
The lights in the arena go pitch black, as red lasers and spotlights light up the arena.
DDK:
I guess Stevens is continuing to go with no music...
Angus:
He doesn’t deserve music, Keebs!
No music as the video screen lights up and flashes across the screen a Texas flag, with the words, “Texas Born. Texas Bred.” “Texas Forever.“ branded into the flag. The cheers that had once filled the arena quickly turn into jeers. The Faithful know who is about to walk out and they are letting him know it by chanting his favorite chant as the final image that is displayed across the screen is a giant hand that slowly closes into a FIST as letters slowly appear and form a message and that message reads in bold, capitalized letters… SCOTT STEVENS.
Darren Quimbey:
From The Great State of Texas, THE FORMER FIST of DEFIANCE CHAMPION!!! …SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
The wait is finally over as a spotlight shines towards the top of the entrance ramp and Scott Stevens appears from behind the curtain, and as soon as he makes his way to the edge of the stage golden pyro begins to rain down behind him as he raises up his right fist high into the air. As Stevens makes his way down the ramp he just smirks and shakes his head at the vocal bashers.
DDK:
Stevens not fazed by the Faithful here tonight.
Angus:
FUCK HIM UP BURNS!!!!!!!!
Stevens slowly makes his way around the ring talking smack and flipping off the DEFIANCE filth in the crowd until he reaches the nearest set of ring steps and proceeds to enter the ring. Once inside, Stevens goes to the nearest corner and ascends the ropes; looking out amongst the crowd before raising the two unofficial state birds of Texas before dropping to the canvas as a loud chant erupts from the crowd.
“FUCK YOU, STEVENS!” Clap x5
“FUCK YOU, STEVENS!” Clap x5
“FUCK YOU, STEVENS!” Clap x5
“FUCK YOU, STEVENS!” Clap x5
“FUCK YOU, STEVENS!” Clap x5
The Angry Texan shows no emotion as he stretches out on the ropes waiting for the bell to ring.
DDK:
Look at these two men. You hear descriptions in these big-fight matches about how you can feel hatred radiating from one another… AND LOOKS LIKE BURNS ISN’T GOING TO WAIT!
Angus:
Yeah, No sportsmanship tonight, no shaking hands, Burnsie! Just kick his prick ass!
DING DING
Right at the bell, Oscar Burns CLOCKS Scott in the jaw with a vicious Forearm Smash that catches his rival off-guard! Stevens fires back with a right hand!
Forearm!
Fist!
Forearm!
Fist!
Forearm!
Fist!
Angus:
Pretty much how I envisioned this match going from the jump, a damn fight!
DDK:
Burns still not using punches, but that’s a product of his training. He’s spent years honing those elbows and uppercuts to be just as deadly if not more so.
Off the jump, Burns blocks a punch and comes back with a stiff European Uppercut, followed by Burns CRACKING him with a back elbow to the mouth. Stevens reels while Burns turns behind him and hooks the neck for what looks like a Dragon Suplex from the get-go.
DDK:
No! Stevens stomps on his foot! Now he’s looking for the Toxic Sting… NO!
Burns has it countered and shoves him to the ropes. Twists and Turns greets him at the ropes and CRACKS him in the mouth with a Running Elbow Smash against the ropes before running again. When he comes back, Stevens greets him with a boot to the face that sends Burns reeling. He doesn’t go down immediately, but he then kicks Burns low and goes for his piledriver, the Moral Compass….
DDK:
Both men looking for a home run swing early!
He lifts Burnsie up, but the crowd cheers when he frantically kicks his legs and boxes Stevens’ ears in the process to get him to let go. Burns then maneuvers him towards the turnbuckle…
DDK:
Release German Suplex right into the corner! Right from the start, both men want to end this, especially Burns who’s fighting for his CAREER tonight!
The crowd grows louder as Burns tries to roll towards Stevens for a cover, but the smart veteran has enough wherewithal to head to the floor in order to create some distance between he and his rival. The crowd continues buzzing as The Team Graps Cap now waits on the ring apron waiting patiently for Scott Stevens to rise. The Angry Texas finds himself completely stunned off of the opening salvo of Burns and when he finally starts to stir, he doesn’t like what comes his way…
DDK:
Running Knee Strike off the ring apron by Burns! Both men down now on the floor and Burns now goes for the first cover of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Angus:
Damn, I thought that would have been it! One thing I didn’t think about, Keebs, is that Burns hasn’t been able to pin or submit Scott Stevens in these big matches… now he’s gotta pin him and put him down for a ten-count after that?
DDK:
Fair point, but this is a different Burns than the quirky, hand-shaking technical marvel we know. This is a man fighting to keep his career going. I’ve seen a few of these match types in my time and you’d be shocked to see what people are capable of when put into a corner… something I know you’ve seen, too.
Angus:
...KILL THE FUCKBOI, BURNSIE!
The Technical Spectacle gets back up fires another Uppercut to the jaw of Stevens followed by rocking him with a hard Clothesline that sends him tumbling all the way across the barricade and into the audience! The Faithful in the front row flock away just a bit to give the two men space to fight and space for Burns to kick the ass of his career rival.
Burns then picks up Stevens by the hair and holds his leg out for a big twenty-something fan to hold. After that, Burns KICKS the leg of The Angry Texan while stretched out and sends him screaming in pain!
Angus:
Now THAT was some fan service! Hahahah! Eat a dick, Derp Dynasty!
DDK:
Even in the lawlesness of a match like a Texas Deathmatch, Oscar Burns still finds a way to work over a body part! And great call! If Stevens can’t stand, that’s a big part of the match right there!
Stevens slightly hobbles with his left knee, but Burnsie then finally goes low with a Chop Block in the crowd, doubling Stevens over in about the fifth row up! He curses to himself while Burns remains focused on the task at hand. He then grabs the other leg of Stevens and calls to the fans for a Figure Four Leg Lock of some sort, only for Stevens to use his free leg to kick Burns in the head until he lets go!
DDK:
That’s a part of what Scott Stevens has been saying to Burns during the lead-up to this match. His connection with the crowd being too overwhelming for him at times. That may come back to bite him!
Stevens sits off the step and grabs Burns before surging forward, CRACKING him with a big ol’ Lariat of his own, sending Burnsie flying back over the barricade and back into the ringside area! The crowd boos Stevens as he now looks out to the crazed Faithful.
Scott Stevens:
Save your stubs, assholes! You’re gonna remember this night when I run his ass back to New Zealand for good!
After jaw-jacking with the Faithful, Stevens now grins as he grabs Burnsie and slams him viciously back-first into the ring apron. He turns him around and then does the same running him into the barricade! But before Burns can get any chance to wince, he gets rammed a third time into the ring post!
DDK:
Now Stevens is the better man in the brawls outside the ring and he just pinballed Burns all over the ringside area. Now… he’s not wasting any time, he’s going for a chair.
With Burns crumbled up against the ringpost, The Angry Texan shoves a ringside attendant out of his seat and then spits on him just because he’s Scott Stevens and he’s kind of a prick if you didn’t know. He grabs the chair and has The Technical Spectacle all lined up…
DDK:
He swings…
Angus:
...HAHAH! AND HE MISSED! SUCK IT DOWN, SCOTTIE, SUCK IT DOWN!
Burns ducks right at the last second, sending the chair careening right into the ring post! An angered Stevens growls as Burns rolls into the ring and follows him inside… but when he sees Burns roll right back out the other side he tries to follow…
DDK:
No! Burns just suckered him in! He’s got him by the leg! What’s he doing?
Burns trips up the leg of Stevens, focusing on the left leg he started working before. He then grabs him by the leg, wraps it around the ring post…
DDK:
He’s got him! Figure Four Leg Lock around the ring post! We don’t see that move too often these days, but Burns has him locked in!
Angus:
Break his own foot off and kick him in the ass with it, Burnsie!
Stevens howls in immense pain as the hold is locked in! Burns shouts as he keeps the hold locked in while the crowd cheers him on, putting his rival through a lot of pain and displeasure that he was put through!
DDK:
Burns has targeted that knee in this match and though it’s pinfall and knockout only, this is still a fantastic strategy!
Burns finally lets go of the hold but some significant damage could have been done to the knee of Stevens as Burns rolls back into the ring. He tries to pull Stevens back up by his hair and though his knee is killing him, he surprises him with a hard Headbutt that rocks Burns back to the ropes. The crowd jeers Stevens saving himself as he calls for Burns to rise. He kisses his fist and tries to catch him…
DDK:
The FIST… NO!
Burns sidesteps the Superman Punch and sends him hobbling into the corner, only to bounce back and CRACK him in the chest with the Hard Out Headbutt to the chest!
Angus:
Damn! That was awesome!
The wobbly Burns shakes his head before he turns Stevens over by his arms…
DDK:
HEADDROP-O-MATIC! THAT’S IT!
Burns DUMPS Stevens right on his head with the Wrist-Clutch Exploder in the middle of the ring as the crowd cheers him on! He goes for the cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The crowd cheers with Burns rolling over now, holding his back from some of the damage done by Stevens and now rolling away.
DDK:
Oscar Burns just pinned Scott Stevens and now, Stevens has until the count of ten in order to stand, otherwise Burns wins and his FIST of DEFIANCE title match goes with him!
Angus:
And he mangled that leg! He may not be able to stand!
Scott Stevens doesn’t move as the crowd counts along.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Stevens starts to stir and slowly maneuvers his way onto his stomach…
FIVE!
DDK:
Scott is trying to get back, but Burns did a number on him!
SIX!
Burns watches as his hated rival continues to get near the ropes…
SEVEN!
An angered and frustrated Stevens gets to the ropes…
EIGHT!
DDK:
And he’s back on his feet by rolling to the outside! Like him or hate him, that was smart!
The crowd jeers as Burns shakes his head in disgust. Brian Slater’s count has to stop so the match continues.
Angus:
Damn it!
DDK:
Scott Stevens now out on the floor and buying himself some time. Where’s he going…?
The former FIST of DEFIANCE limps to the floor and leans back up to the ropes but when Burns tries to give chase, he kicks a leg upward to the middle rope, catching The New Zealander down under! (Shut up, it’s close enough).
DDK:
Desperation move by Stevens right there! His title shot could have been taken from him just now, but somehow he pulled through and now he’s got the advantage.
Burns is stuck between the ropes while an angered Scott SLAPS him across the face! The Faithful jeer as Stevens looks out to the crowd and then falls to the floor, draping Burns across the ring apron.
Scott Stevens:
Say bye-bye to your career, asshole…
He grabs Burns by the neck and then runs forward with a little speed, CRACKING him with his Running Knee Trembler called Don’t Mess with Texas! Burns goes slumping halfway over the ring apron, but Stevens isn’t done yet.
Angus:
Uh-oh, this some bad shit…
DDK:
HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM ON THE FLOOR!
The crowd CRINGES from the impact of Stevens’ DVD connecting on the ringside floor! Burns is completely out of it as he drops down and goes for a pinfall right there.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The crowd now jeers Stevens as in a series of big key moves he’s managed to turn the tide back his way. He hobbles around ringside trying to punch some feeling back into his knee.
DDK:
The count’s going to start again! That Knee Trembler and Death Valley Driver on the floor might do it.
Angus:
Damn it, damn it, damn it, Burnsie… you stupid gullible dork…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Stevens smugly counts along with Brian Slater as the count continues.
FIVE!
Finally, Burns shows signs of life and raises an arm off the ground…
SIX!
DDK:
We’re up to six! Can he beat the count or do we say goodbye to Burns for good?
SEVEN!
The Technical Spectacle uses the ring apron to pull himself up…
EIGHT… NO!
The count is waved off and Burns makes it to his REMEMBER THE ALAMO!
DDK:
What a Superkick! That knee just barely gave out on him, but there was enough of Remember The Alamo to send Burns back over the barricade and into the crowd!
Angus:
And who knows what the leader of Derp Dynasty’s gonna do out there! Probably talk him to death to the next thirty minutes or something...
Stevens sacrifices his left knee a bit to nail the superkick as he grabs at his knee, but the damage looks worse for wear with Burns now out in the crowd, back where the two started brawling before in the earlier goings of this match. Now with a firm smile on his face, Stevens hobbles over the barricade with referee Brian Slater ready to follow both men.
DDK:
Stevens hobbling over to a down Burns and is making a cover.
Slater drops to count.
ONE
TWO
THR-
NO!
DDK:
Burns kicked out! Burns kicked out!
Angus:
Damn right he did Keebs!
DDK:
Whether it was by instinct or not by kicking out the match continues and the ten count is prevented!
Stevens yells out in frustration before mounting Burns and raining down his patented right hands on the former FIST. The Texan raises his right hand slowly into the air and balls up his fist before kissing it and slamming it into the side of the head of Burns.
Scott Stevens:
STAY DOWN YOU PIECE OF SHIT!
Stevens yells before unleashing a barrage of forearms and twelve to six elbows to the face of Burns.
DDK:
Stevens showing he can deliver forearm and elbow shots as well with those stiff looking shots.
Stevens continues the assault and a small trickle of blood begins to creep from the right eye of Burns.
DDK:
Stevens has drawn first blood!
Stevens smelling blood in the water continuing the assault before taking a second to admire his handiwork.
Angus:
This arrogant prick! I’m all about the blood, but because it’s Scott Stevens, I just can’t get it up for my bloodlust!
Stevens grabs the arm of Burns and quickly turns him onto his stomach and locks him in a crossface submission.
DDK:
Stevens with The Venomous Wrath of the Goddess Selket submission.
Angus:
The fuck you just say Keebs?
DDK:
I said The Venomous Wrath of the Goddess Selket…...
Angus:
Take the dick out of your mouth and enunciate.
DDK:
…....Stevens with a crossface...
Angus:
Better.
The Faithful boo the Texan as he wrenches back on the hold and their hero screams out in pain and blood begins to pour down his face!
Scott Stevens:
BLEED BASTARD! BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!
Stevens yells as he pulls back further on the hold and it looks like Oscar is going to break in half.
DDK:
Blood is pouring down the face of Oscar Burns and you have to wonder how much he has left in the tank after being busted open.
Angus:
He doesn’t have time to bleed Keebs. Not if he wants to keep wrestling under the DEFIANCE banner, he doesn’t!
Burns begins to slowly fade and Stevens lets go of the hold and rolls Burns onto his back and hooks the leg as he covers his rival.
DDK:
Stevens with the cover.t
ONE
TWO
THREE!
The Faithful boo as Stevens lifts himself up and a smile is plastered on his face as he sees Burns lying unconscious, not moving with blood all around.
DDK:
This could be it for Burns. I don’t know what he’s got left in the tank.
ONE
Stevens steals a beer from one of the Faithful in attendance and takes an early celebration swig while he admires his pending victory over Oscar Burns.
TWO
THREE
FOUR
The Faithful are yelling for Burns to get up.
FIVE
SIX
Angus:
GET UP!
SEVEN
Burns begins to stir… just barely. Stevens stops mid-swig.
EIGHT
Burns begins to get to all fours.
NINE
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
With his last ounce of strength lower body strength he jumps straight up to beat the count and Stevens can’t believe it and neither can everyone else as they go ballistic for the man known as Twists and Turns!
DDK:
BURNS IS UP! BURNS IS UP! HE JUST SAVED HIS CAREER! PERHAPS FOR THE MOMENT!
Angus:
HOLY SHIT!
As Oscar lands on his feet he is dazed and confused and that was before a cold, hard Budweiser bottle hits him in the back of his head sending him crashing forward into a merchandise booth. The Angry Texan picks up his rival and delivers an overhead belly to belly suplex into the merchandise booth and the vendors hightail it before Burns hits them and as they exit Stevens enters and delivers boots to his rival as he looks upon the merch being sold.
DDK:
Stevens and Burns have made their way to the merchandise booth.
Angus:
And no, cheap asses, they’ll still be full price if torn and tattered.
Stevens eyes a replica of the FIST of DEFIANCE Championship and takes it off of the rack and takes a long look at it.
DDK:
That’s what it’s all about for Stevens. He feels he should still be the champion and would still be the champion if it wasn’t for Burns. The same title Burns was willing to put his career on the line for another shot at tonight.
Angus:
He lost. Plain and simple Keebs. End of the line.
Stevens turns his attention back to Burns and yells at him to get up.
Scott Stevens:
YOU WANT THIS?!?!?!?!? GET UP YOU SON OF A BITCH AND GET IT!
Stevens yells as Burns begins to pull himself up and when he turns around gets blasted by the Texan. The former FIST mounts his rival and begins to smash the title belt into Oscar’s face and when he stops the center plate is covered in blood. Stevens signs his name rather badly into the red liquid before tossing the replica title to a fan.
Scott Stevens:
That’ll be a collectors item after tonight.
The vile one says as he smears the rest of Oscar’s blood onto his face like warpaint.
Angus:
I think he’s cracking up Keebs.
DDK:
This match is couldn’t be any more personal, Angus. I would expect to see someone crack up. He wants Oscar Burns out of his hair for good and we may see it any moment now.
Stevens picks up Burns and drags him towards a flight of stairs and places him rival on the bottom step, throwing a few kicks to make sure he stays down. Stevens turns Burns over and opens his mouth and places it on the bottom step.
Angus:
He’s not…..Look man, I’m all for violence, but even this is a bit much, especially since the roles aren’t reversed and that’s not Stevens with his teeth there…
The Angry TexaN backs up a few feet with the Kiwi in his sights.
Scott Stevens:
Time to bite the curb, bitch…
DDK:
This is getting out of hand, Angus… but there’s nothing Brian Slater or anybody else can do about this!
Angus:
No shit Keebs. I know how Texas Deathmatches work!
Brian Slater starts to get into Stevens’ way, perhaps out of instinct for the way referees are inherently supposed to look for the well-being of wrestlers - but that said, Stevens’ give-a-fuck-o-meter is at less than zero. He shoves Brian out of the way and begins to line up for the kill shot as some of the Faithful watch on in horror...
The Texan - remaining classy as ever - hawks a loogie in the direction of a few fans as he turns his attention back to Burns and runs and hops into the air to deliver a curb stomp...
DDK:
Burns moved! He moved!
Angus:
Thank Jeebus!
Stevens quickly turns and when he does receives an up kick from Oscar that staggers him back. Stevens comes forward only to be sent back by a vicious headbutt.
DDK:
Hard Out! Stevens is staggered!
Oscar regains his composure enough to charge at Stevens but the Texan saw the attack coming and delivered a massive spinning lariat.
DDK:
DISCUSS LARIAT! A TEXAS SIZE LARIAT TURNS OSCAR INSIDE OUT!!!!
Both men are laying on the cold, concrete floor as the Faithful cheer for Burns to get up.
Angus:
Shit, shit, shit, this is gonna be Burnsie’s best chance to finally stick it to this prick once and for all. But what’s this Kiwi dork even got left?
DDK:
I don’t know, but like I said, Angus… I’ve commentated many matches and when your back is against the wall like this, we can see anything.
No falls between either man, but after a few moments of either man not moving, it’s Stevens that’s back up first. He goes to pull Burns by his hair and looks to drag him back through a nearby curtain heading back in the direction towards the ring. The camera cuts back to DDK and Angus at the commentation station.
DDK:
We knew this one was not going to be pretty, but we’ve seen things escalate in a bad, bad way. We’re trying to get a camera back on Stevens and Burns… wait…
Angus:
That them? Back on the other side?
DDK:
Yeah… yeah, that was Burns being thrown through the curtain and Stevens right behind him!
A light shines on another side of the audience opposite from where the two men fought up moments ago, but now a bloodied Kiwi and the vicious Texan continue to exchange hits with The Faithful getting into it! A “YAY!” for Burns’ forearm smashes is greeted with a “BOO!” from each right as the two fight back and forth down the steps.
YAY!
BOO!
YAY!
BOO!
YAY!
BOO!
YAY!
BOO!
The blows continue raining between the two, but Burns grits his teeth after another pair of right hands from Stevens. An eye rake from the man who lost the FIST of DEFIANCE at DEFCON 2018 catches Burns and stops him long enough for Stevens to palm the back of his head and THROW him into the barricade!
DDK:
And this fight is going back to the ring now, but Stevens has him lined up! He slams the back of Burns’s head into the barricade violently!
Angus:
Do we have concussion protocols herein DEFIANCE? We probably should if we don’t after this… mainly because I like my job and I like my checks going to me, not to pay against lawsuits.
The Kiwi Warrior is slumped over against the barricade with Stevens patting his knee brace. Seeing a chance to wrap this up, he charges in full speed ahead….
CRASH!!!!
Burns moves and Stevens’ knee hits the barricade!
DDK:
Stevens misses with that knee!
Angus:
HA!
DDK:
Scott’s in a severe amount of pain now! That knee wasn’t bothering him after Burns assaulted it earlier, but that missed knee trembler might have just given Burns a big opening to exploit!
Angus:
Burnsie, finish this asshole!
The Team Graps Cap finally has an opening he desperately needs as he grabs Stevens by his side and then lifts him up by the knee…
KNEEBREAKER INTO THE BARRICADE!
DDK:
THAT WAS VICIOUS! BURNS DROPPING HIS KNEE INTO THE BARRICADE… NOW, WHAT?
Burns isn’t done as he elevates Scott and drops him HARSHLY back-first across the guardrail with a Belly to Back Suplex!
DDK:
That’s amazing! Burns is a technical marvel and using whatever he can to target that knee! He’s wearing blood on his face, but Burnsie is working through this and finding an opening where he can chip away on the leg!
Angus:
Maybe Stevens will end up on a stretcher… make my dreams come true, Burnsie!
Stevens arches his back in pain on the ringside floor now as Burns takes a second to take off his shirt. He uses it as a makeshift cloth to wipe some of the excess blood from his face. He also takes a water bottle and pouring it on his head and face to get out some of the blood out of his eyes. With that respite out of the way, he grabs Stevens by the leg and then THROWS him into the barricade again, sending him tumbling right over and back towards the ring!
DDK:
We’re about to go back where we started, Angus. Burns wants to end this thing right here, right now.
Angus:
As long as he doesn’t fuck this up. I’d miss needling Captain Goody-Two-Shoes.
The Faithful continue to rally behind Burns as the fight goes back to ringside. He pulls Stevens up and leans him against the ring post before he BLASTS him under the jaw with a European Uppercut…
Again! And again! And again! And again and again!
Angus:
It looks like he’s gonna try and Uppercut his head into the bleachers! Do it! Do it!
Burns finally throws Stevens down and then reaches underneath the ring apron. He grabs a small stack of chairs underneath the ring and starts to pile them up. The crowd continues cheering on Burnsie as he grabs each chair until he has a pile of about six in a row. He then grabs Stevens and looks for a Dragon… NO!
Stevens tries to get the leg in between his low blow-style, but Burns GRABS the leg! He KICKS the leg once again…
RELEASE DRAGON SUPLEX ONTO THE CHAIRS!
DDK:
HE JUST DROPPED STEVENS LIKE A BAD HABIT! DRAGON SUPLEX! HE’S DONE!
Angus:
End it, Burnsie! End it!
Burns crawls over, but he isn’t done! He grabs another chair and then starts to slowly ascend the ring apron. He looks out to the crowd with a chair under his arm. He suddenly grins and then holds out the chair for all to see.
Oscar Burns (and crowd):
SWEET AS!
Instead of running for his typical Diving Knee Drop, he runs off the ring apron with the chair under his arm and SMASHES it right into the body of Scott Stevens!
”HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!”
DDK:
BURNS JUST BURIED HIM WITH THOSE CHAIRS! AND NOW HE’S GOING FOR THE COVER!
Burns limps his own way through the wreckage and then eventually throws his weight across the top of Stevens’ shoulders, going for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The crowd ROARS for Burnsie as he kneels upward, now leaning back against the barricade with Brian Slater now starting the ten-count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
DDK:
He’s got this! Stevens has yet to move!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Stevens finally starts to stand and grabs onto one of the chairs besides him!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Angus:
NO WAY! NO GODDAMN WAY!
DDK:
STEVENS IS UP AT NINE! HE USED THE CHAIR AS A PROP TO GET HIMSELF UP!
Stevens holds onto his leg, still searing with pain now but holds onto the chair and smirks at Burns, flipping him a single tall man. Burns shakes his head, not believing what he’s seeing, but realizes he needs to end this. He doesn’t stop and makes his way over to Stevens, grabbing him by the head and SMASHING it into the ring apron before throwing him back inside. Burns follows him in again and tries to end things.
DDK:
Oscar finally has Stevens on the ropes now! Can he finally end this battle between these two bitter rivals once and for all?
Angus:
I hope so! And that Stevens gets messed up!
Gritting his teeth, Burns has one of the chairs in hand. While he prides himself on being the ultimate sportsman, Burns knows what he has to do tonight and things like sportsmanship are out the window with a man like Stevens. The Kiwi grabs the chair and tries to land another blow…
DDK:
Burns misses with the chairshot!
Angus:
NO! DAMN IT!
Stevens cocks back as Burns has the chair in hand and WHACKS him with The FIST! The Superman Punch takes a lot out of him, but Burns goes down with the chair!
DDK:
Scott nails a chair-assisted FIST! That’s gotta be all!
Burns doesn’t move and for a few moments, neither does Stevens. But the former FIST of DEFIANCE and former UTA star slowly crawls over to Burns and hooks the far leg, laying across his chest.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE… NO!
Angus:
YAS KIWI!
DDK:
BURNS KICKED OUT! BURNS KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT OF THE FIST!
The Guru of the Graps rolls over onto his stomach and doesn’t move after what may have been his last gas, but he does kick out! An enraged Stevens sits up to a knee and screams at Brian Slater.
Scott Stevens:
YOU WASHED-UP PIECE OF SHIT! THAT WAS A THREE-COUNT! THAT WAS A THREE-COUNT!
The former FIST of DEFIANCE howls in frustration before he decides to roll to the outside. He limps back over to the timekeeper’s area and steals both the ring bell and ring hammer.
DDK:
Oh, no… That ring bell and hammer. This is what Stevens did in the summer of last year in order to put Oscar on the shelf for three months. He attacked his throat with that hammer and rammed that bell into his throat off the top rope…
Angus:
Shit, only he’s gonna be gone for good this time if he gets away with it again!
Burns hasn’t moved out from his spot and Stevens now has the ring bell with very bad intentions in mind as he gets inside. He CLOCKS Burns in the side of the head with the point of the bell hammer and then DROPS him down with a hard slam before he grabs the bell.
DDK:
No, no, no, don’t do this…
Angus:
The WrestleDorks and Derp Dynasty are all barred from ringside for this, too. No help is coming for Burns.
The crowd JEERS as Stevens holds out the ring bell and starts to head to the top rope, now waiting to end things for good just like when he took the championship away from the Kiwi. He heads up to the top and holds the bell…
Angus:
Damn it, even keying his car won’t make me feel better if he wins!
DDK:
He’s up… NO! NO! BURNS MOVES! BURNS MOVES!
Burns moves out of the way at the last second! Stevens’ knee buckles as he lands, YELLING out in pain and dropping the ring bell! Burns smells blood and grabs a chair, WHACKING his knee with it! Stevens howls in pain again and collapses to the mat!
Angus:
DAMN! I DIDN’T REALIZE KIWI HAD THIS IN HIM!
DDK:
Any niceties were thrown out the window a long time ago!
The Guru of the Graps finally grabs onto the leg of The Angry Texan and scowls before lifting him up and DRIVING him across his knee with the Backcrackamajig! The Belly to Back Backbreaker nearly folds Stevens in half, but Burns isn’t done. He goes to the ring apron…
Oscar Burns (and the crowd):
SWEET AS!
And with that, he FLIES off the top rope, drilling Stevens across the back of the head as he tries to stand with his signature Diving Knee Drop!
DDK:
Burns going after Stevens! Now he’s going up top again!
Angus:
HIT ANOTHER ONE! CRIPPLE HIM!
Twists and Turns goes up a second time…
Oscar Burns (and the crowd):
SWEET AS!
...And takes flight again, hitting a SECOND Diving Knee Drop, this time targeting the knee again! Scott howls out in pain!
DDK:
Scott Stevens tried to end his career again just now and Burns now making him pay for it in spades! He’s on the verge of victory!
Burns back up a third time, slower than he has been, but he looks out to the crowd…
Oscar Burns (and the crowd):
SWEET AS!
And a THIRD Diving Knee Drop finally connects, landing across the chest of Stevens before Burns pulls him up…
DDK:
HEADDROP-O-MATIC ON THE CHAIR! HEADDROP-O-MATIC ON THE CHAIR! IS THIS ENOUGH?
Burns defiantly rolls over and hooks the legs of Stevens, pulling back as far as he can go.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The crowd roars as The Team Graps Cap finally falls backwards and the ten-count starts for Stevens to get try and stand.
DDK:
HE’S GOT HIM! STEVENS ISN’T MOVING! STEVENS ISN’T MOVING!
Angus:
COME ON COME ON COME ON…
Burns is spent and leans back in the corner seated after the ravaging salvo to make sure Scott Stevens stays down for good.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Stevens tries to move weakly, but when he does, his knee is shot!
SIX!
SEVEN!
DDK:
HE CAN’T STAND! HE CAN BARELY MOVE!
EIGHT!
Angus:
STAY DOWN, YOU PRICK!
Stevens tries to limp upward…
NINE!
...And falls.
TEN!
DING DING DING!
The Angry Texan collapses and the match is over!
Darren Quimbey:
HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THE MATCH… “TWISTS AND TURNS” OSCAR BURNS!”
Burns can’t contain his joy and finally leans back in his corner, face partially caked with blood again, but smiling every bit of the way. The war is over.
DDK:
BURNS HAS DONE IT! HE HAS FINALLY GOTTEN THE MONKEY OFF HIS BACK! HE JUST DEFEATED SCOTT STEVENS IN HIS OWN GAME AND IN THE PROCESS, HE’S NOW YOUR #1 CONTENDER FOR THE FIST OF DEFIANCE!
Angus:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EAT A DICK, STEVENS! GO KING WRESTLEDORK!
Brian Slater runs over to Oscar Burns and raises his arm as the victor of the match. Saving his job, becoming the #1 Contender once again for the FIST and finally taking out the man he never had an answer for until now.
DDK:
The Faithful have been supportive of Burns since his very first day here. He worked his ass off, became one of the key members in DEFIANCE’s fight against the UTA Invasion and became The FIST… now, he has a clear path to do it again… wait…
The Team Graps Cap is about to leave the ring and celebrate one of the biggest wins in his career, but not before he stops to look at a visibly upset and defeated Scott Stevens. He has barely moved and now leans in the corner, head sunk in defeat.
DDK:
What’s he doing?
Angus:
Hopefully, he guts this fool.
Burns doesn’t take his eyes off Stevens. His tormentor for the last year and a half. The man he didn’t have an answer for until this very night. A man that once tried to end his career…
...And a hand goes out.
Angus:
...wut.
DDK:
It looks like Oscar Burns wants to put this issue to bed for good. Burns had to dig deep to find the will to win, but he’s still a sportsman first and foremost. This war is over.
Oscar looks at Stevens in the corner.
Oscar Burns:
Shake my hand, GC… we’re done.
Stevens looks up at Burns in utter confusion and disgust.
DDK:
He’s offering his hand. I can’t believe Burns STILL wants to do this after everything that he’s done, but that’s the type of man he is.
Angus:
Please tell me he has some mace in his other hand or something. If he gives Stevens that arm, he’s going to end him.
The crowd actually egg Stevens on to take it. Burns waits for Stevens to do anything as the leader of the Stevens Dynasty tries to shrug it off…
He then TAKES it.
DDK:
Wow… I… that’s the LAST thing I’d expect him to do.
Angus:
Come on, Burns, help me key his car later at least!
Stevens may have shaken the hand, but he’s still PISSED about the loss and rolls out of the ring. limps his way out of the ring where a pair of trainers attend to him and his knee after the battering he has taken throughout the match. Even after shaking Burns’s hand… he ignores the attendees and heads to the back, leaving Burns in the ring to bask in the cheers of the crowd.
DDK:
There we go! Burns has finally put Scott Stevens in his rearview mirror and he has a future title match against the winner of either Kendrix or Mikey Unlikely and that match will be in a few moments!
The final shots of the aftermath are Burns leaving the ring to celebrate at the top of the ramp! Onward and upwards for Burnsie!