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Event Date: January 22, 2023
Back live from commercial and we immediately cut to the ring where it is time for our next match of the evening…
DING!
DING!
DING!
Bryan McVay: The following contest is a first round match in the LSD Championship Contenders Tournament….
The lights in the arena go black as a synthesized hymn begins to play as the High Octane Vision comes to life as an angelic voice begins to sing.
“Born from pain, inside my veins.
Bred for war, begging for more.
None shall mourn, I am reborn.
Live in sin. The House always wins.”
The hymn continues as the screen begins to show the Best Arena transformed into a style of a church and the screen slowly flashes the words…..
WELCOME…..TO…..THE …..HOUSE……OF….BEST
Lee Best’s infamous blood shot eyes hover above the top. The lights in the arena begin to come on in a shade of 97 Red as smoke and fog begin to fill the stage area as well. The sound of glass breaking is heard as the screen shows a crack over the mural of the Best Arena and Lee Best’s eyes as “O Fortuna Excalibur Remix” by Apotheosis begins. Lights above the ring shine, The stage flashes with alternating red and white lights as Scott Stevens makes his way out onto the stage.
Bryan McVay: Introducing! From The Great State of Texas and representing the HOUSE OF BEST!….he is the “Demi-God of HOW!” SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
Stevens’ pulls off his #97Red circular glasses. But this time–it’s personal. There’s no devilish grin, no hype drinking, no Book of Best–all business. Stevens balls up his fists, reeling from the memories of PWA fresh in his brain. As fans reach out from the barricade to touch him–Stevens avoids them–rushing straight toward the ring.
Joe Hoffman: It’s rare when Scott Stevens drops the pomp and circumstance. He’s someone who lives out his gimmick. But this LSD Championship tournament became personal for him at PWA:01. Just a courtesy heads up to everyone watching live on HOTv……per the terms of Benny’s new deal…he refuses to call any Darin Zion match….so I am back to solo work for this match…..so with that out of the way…. Let’s take a look at the clips from PWA:01.
We cut to a scene where the new HOTV Tag Team Champions The Alabama Gang nail their Double Alabama Slam, laying The House of Best Disciple out. While Hortega makes the count; we watch JPD abandoning Stevens. The scene cuts to the post-match actions. As Stevens gets back to his feet; the King of Everything makes his move. The LSD Championship gets smashed against Stevens’ head. Jace rushes and nails the BEND THE KNEE as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos.
We cut back from the replay to watch Scott Stevens’ reaction. His fists are pressed firmly against his waist. A vein starts popping out of his forehead. In fact, Scott Stevens’ face has turned a beautiful shade of #97Red.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens sliding in the ring with a fire in his belly. He’s thrown off his Cross of Best and his eyes are focused on the entrance ramp. Let’s face it–while tonight’s Darin Zion’s big return to HOW–it’s going to be a rough night. While this intense 8 year rivalry between Zion and Stevens is personal–Stevens’ is eyeing revenge against JPD. And this Demi-God of HOW is gonna unleash hell for Darin Zion.
Stevens rushes Bryan McVay and the timekeeper along to get the match started before a familiar song plays over the loudspeakers.
The opening chords of REO Speedwagon’s “Keep On Loving You” hit over the PA system. On the HOV, a giant heart appears to beat to the song.
♫ You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was somethin’ missin’ ♫
Emerging from the locker room is REAL LOVE Darin Zion, only coming out sporting his tights. REAL LOVE’s got a serious look on his face as he storms down to the ring. His eyes continue to lock onto Scott Stevens.
♫ And I’m gonna keep on lovin’ you
‘Cause it’s the only thing I want to do
I don’t want to sleep, I just want to keep on lovin’ you♫
Bryan McVay: Introducing first…..FROM SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA. REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL LOOOOOOOOOVE DAAAAAAAAARIN ZIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOON!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s been on a 2 match winning streak since October 2022–the last match before his HOW departure. Zion’s lit a fire under his tail; picking up wins over HOW’s Brian Hollywood and PRIME’S Rocky De Leon. REAL LOVE understands what’s at stake here for his career. One loss could derail the chance at earning some hardware to build the credibility back to his career.
Zion rushes up the ring steps, stopping to extend his arms towards his cheering fans. He pounds his chest, amping up for this match. As he approaches Stevens, both men glare at each other. They’re both up in each other’s faces.
Joe Hoffman: You can tell this encounter means a lot to both Stevens and Zion. It doesn’t help that HOW officials booked this match up–a blood rivalry between these men since Darin Zion joined HOW in 2014. While both men are good friends–their rivalry has brewed for years in the background. While Zion hasn’t lost a singles encounter against Stevens in HOW; you can’t discount what Stevens has accomplished. He’s a Hall of Famer, a former 3 time champion, and has all the momentum in the world behind him. He’s on a warpath to get his hands on his recent former HOW Tag Team Partner, the LSD Champion. And Zion’s in the way of him accomplishing that.
Stevens pivots, approaching Matt Boettcher. Pointing to his wrist, The Demigod argues this match needs to start now. Stevens is visibly shaking in intensity, trying to get things started.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens needs to stop and…
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Darin Zion: Shut the fuck up, Stevens! Fight me!
Not wanting to wait around, Darin Zion unleashes a fury of chops onto Stevens. The San Diego native tosses Stevens straight into the steel ropes. REAL LOVE scoops his opponent up and nails a stiff looking powerslam on his rival. Boettcher shrugs his shoulders and motions to the timekeeper to ring the bell.
DING! DING! DING! DING!
Zion immediately stomps a hole straight into Scott Stevens’ chest. Unwilling to become a human punching bag, The Demi-God of HOW rolls out of the ring to regain his composure. Boettcher tries to create space between rivals Zion and Stevens–but Darin won’t have it.
Rushing towards the ropes, Zion quickly gains momentum. Darin leaps straight into the air, going for a suicide dive. But no one is home!
Joe Hoffman: Brilliant move by Scott Stevens! The 45 year old Texan moves out of the way, allowing Air Zion to crash and burn. The Demi-God quickly capitalizing on his rival’s mistake.
Stevens drops knee after knee into REAL LOVE’s chest for a few moments. Stevens pulls Zion’s body off the mat. Setting him up into DDT position, Scott hopes to drop Zion head first to the ground. Unfortunately for him, Zion charges towards the stairs, sending Stevens back first into them. Darin backs up, looking to nail a running knee. But instead, REAL LOVE collides leg first into the steel as Stevens rolls out of the way.
Scott Stevens quickly grabs Zion, finally planting his head on the metal stairs with a snap DDT. Stevens rolls Zion out of the way before pushing the steel steps away from the turnbuckle. Stevens grabs Zion before smashing Darin’s head a few times against the turnbuckle. Boettcher’s count becomes more audible to Stevens as he reaches six…
SEVEN…
EIGHT…
Scott rolls back into the ring, motioning to Boettcher to speed up the count. Zion’s struggling back to his feet. He’s crawling towards the turnbuckle, dazed and confused.
NINE…
TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN
Joe Hoffman: WOW!!! Zion’s barely saved his conquest for gold here, folks. WHEW! All those REAL LOVE fans can breathe a sigh of…
WHAM!
WHAM!
WHAM!
WHAM!
Joe Hoffman: Nevermind!
Stevens stomps a hole straight into Zion’s head like a madman possessed. Intensifying the strikes, The Demigod drops his knee brace hard into Zion’s skull hoping to knock out the hopeful Darin. With a fire in his eyes, Stevens rushes towards Zion, wraps him up, and clenches in the rear naked choke hold. As Scott sinches the hold in, Darin flails around less and less. Boettcher lifts Zion’s hand in the air.
PLOP!
That’s one! Zion’s face is turning a pale shade of blue. Scott Stevens constricts his airways more.
PLOP!
Boettcher releases Zion’s hand, as it falls down on the canvas. One more and it’s lights out for REAL LOVE’S cinderella story. Stevens screams out a primal urge looking to finish it off here. Boettcher goes down.
PLOP!
Joe Hoffman: Boettcher’s calling for Stevens to release the hold. Zion’s foot just plopped straight on top of the bottom rope before his hand fell. While Stevens should release the hold, the wiley ring psychologist knows how to starve off Zion’s will to fight. Scott’s holding in that lock for as long as he can.
Boettcher slowly gets back to his feet, giving Stevens an extra few moments to hold the lock in on Zion’s neck. Matt starts tapping Scott on the shoulder, screaming at him to release the hold. Finally, Boettcher’s had enough of this and starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIIIIIIIIIII….
The ruthless leader of the House of Best throws his arms in the air in compliance. For a brief moment, Scott gets back to his feet, cackling and taunting at the lifeless Zion. The crowd is into this exchange from both men and erupts as Stevens continues to gloat. After a few moments, Scott scoops Zion off the mat. The Texas Native is looking for a Belly to Belly Suplex. But before Stevens can finish the move–Zion reverses momentum. Regaining his barings, Zion nails the same Belly to Belly Suplex Stevens planned on using against him.
Joe Hoffman: WHOA! Normally, Zion would unleash a series of suplexes, but the effects of Stevens’ brutal attacks slowed him down. Darin collapsed after trying to kip back up. However, Scott’s back up, ready to fight some more. And that sick man’s not waiting.
After kipping up, Stevens rushes towards Zion with a stiff, strong style kick to his forehead. Stevens rushes to make a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
No!
Stevens’ fists pound against the mat. The Demigod picks up Zion and hurls him into the corner. Scott Stevens charges towards Zion, readying to hit him with a Stinger Splash.
Joe Hoffman: Will Stevens connect with the Toxic Splash?! Will he?! Will he?!
NO! Zion rolls underneath the attempt and launches one of his own. As Stevens collides with the turnbuckle–Zion wraps his arms around the Texans waist. Nailing a series of three German Suplexes–on the last one–Zion drops Stevens on his neck. Intensity burns on Zion’s eyes as he’s now got control of offense. Scott tries to get back to his feet, but Zion nails an ugly looking clothesline to the back of Stevens’ neck. Scott attempts to regain his momentum, but Zion hits a nasty looking Buzzsaw kick, cleaning Scott’s clocks.
Boettcher pushes Zion out of the way to check on Stevens. However, the brash 36 year old man pushes Boettcher away and scoops Stevens off the mat.
Joe Hoffman: T-Bone Suplex by Zion to Stevens. OOF! That’s gotta hurt! The crowd can feel it.
While Stevens attempts once again to get back up, Zion rushes towards Stevens, nailing the stiffest enziguri you’ve seen from Zion. Darin hooks Stevens’ leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Joe Hoffman: That’s not enough to put Stevens away. Anyone knows Stevens is one heck of a fighter in HOW. You cannot end it off that.
The resilient Zion continues his offense, not waiting for clearance. Zion wraps the Anaconda Vice around Stevens’ injured neck. Pulling back for extra power; Zion’s choking Stevens for extra measure. However, Boettcher jumps in and starts a quick count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIIII
Darin releases the hold and argues with Matt about his officiating. The vile Texan and House of Best preacher crawls towards the ropes. However, Zion’s keen ear picks it up and snaps his neck around. Unfortunately for Darin–he fell right into Stevens’ trap.
BLAM!
A superman punch straight to Zion’s jaw! Scott Stevens scoops Zion up on his shoulders. Launching him straight into the air; Stevens nails a sick looking Death Valley Driver.
Joe Hoffman: Houston! We have a problem! Stevens dropped Zion neck first on that historically damaged neck. It’s all she wrote for this story. Stevens got the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE….
Joe Hoffman: 2.9 from Darin Zion. You can tell his heart is racing right now. Stevens grabs his hair and starts pulling. This is getting to him.
The crowd amps up the excitement as both men feed off their energy. Both Zion and Stevens get to their feet and exchange very loud knife edge chops. As the crowd woo’s along with them–Zion gains the advantage. The San Diegian chucks Stevens into the ropes. WHAM! Zion’s roundhouse kick takes Stevens off his feet. Darin amps up as the dazed Stevens slowly gets up. Zion unleashes another kick.
Darin Zion: HONK!
Darin keeps nailing a series of kick after kick after kick to Stevens’ chest. Scott’s chest looks like a bright red tomato. All the while, the crowd chants as each kick connects.
Crowd: HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK!
Joe Hoffman: SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! When will this Zion madness STAAAAAWP?!
Zion hits the ninth kick with some extra power. However before Zion can finish his tenth one…Stevens grabs Zion’s leg. Darin tries to fight off Stevens, but Scott sweeps him off his feet. Nailing a couple of knees to the back of Darin’s head, Stevens locks in a patented Texas Cloverleaf on Zion, pulling him into the center of the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s got nowhere to go this time. He’s trapped!
The crowd pulls for Zion while he crawls towards the ropes looking for reprieve. Unfortunately before he can grab the bottom rope again, Stevens yanks Zion back to the center, putting all his weight into the hold. The crowd begin to clap as Zion struggles.
CLAP!
CLAP!
CLAP!
CLAP!
Stevens tells them to shut up. Weighing Zion down with his 256 pounds of muscle more, Darin lets out a huge scream. REAL LOVE’S legs are burning. Scott’s looking to finish this. As Boettcher crawls down to check on Zion…
BOOM! WHACK! SLAAAAAAAAAAM!
Joe Hoffman: Zion flings Stevens off him, sending him straight into the ropes. After a picture perfect kick to Stevens gut, REAL LOVE nailed the Alabama Slam. Darin’s got Stevens covered….
ONE!
TWO!
THRE…
No! Both men collapse to the mat with exhaustion. As they struggle back to their feet, both exchange punches back and forth to the crowd’s delight. However, it’s Stevens who gains the advantage this time with his patented Debbie Does Dallas version of the European Uppercut. Stevens nails a snap suplex on Zion. Rolling around, he continues his onslaught of snap suplexes. Stevens whips Darin Zion straight into the ropes, hitting a devastating Spine Buster to REAL LOVE. Stevens falls on top of Zion.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE….
Darin kicks out again, to Stevens’ chagrin. Scott regains his composure. He pulls Zion off the mat and attempts the Scorpion Death Drop for good measure…but it’s no good. Zion hoists the Texan off his feet, nailing a sick back suplex for good measure. Zion hits the ropes, spinning around for his newly crafted LOVE Hammer (previously the Ban Hammer), but…
WHAM!
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens’ Remembers the Alamo! Huge Superkick to change the momentum to put his rival away. This is it!
Stevens comes unglued, motioning for the Toxic Sting. He grabs Zion by the neck, readying to put him away. The crowd gets to their feet. This is it! Stevens runs to put all his force into this one, sealing the deal…
However, the lights begin to dim in the arena. The HOV queues up as a large skull appears to the crowd. Avenged Sevenfold’s music blares over the speakers.
“HAAAAAAAAAAAIL TO THE KIIIIIIIIING!!!!”
Joe Hoffman: What the heck?! Jace Parker Davidson’s coming out here?!
Stevens’ face turns bright red as he releases Zion’s neck and REAL LOVE drops towards the ground. The music keeps playing while Stevens’ head scans the arena, the crowd, the announcers table. EVERY WHERE POSSIBLE. Stevens’ heart is beating intensely, ready to take down his rival. His sights are targeting the man who embarrassed him at PWA-01. Stevens taunts the air, hoping to find Jace before Jace finds him.
However, Zion gets back to his feet, noticing the distracted Stevens. The vein pulses out of his forehead. REAL LOVE readies himself. As Stevens backs into Zion, Darin seizes the opportunity.
SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!
Joe Hoffman: That’s the sickest looking Headlock Slam I’ve ever seen from any wrestler. That’s Zion’s trademark Tough Love Signature move. He planted Scott Stevens’ skull first into the mat with authority. Boettcher’s counting the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEEEEEEEE!!
DING DING DING DING!
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner in 18 minutes via pinfall…and moving into the second round of the LSD Championship Contenders Tournament….DAAAAAAAAAAARIN ZIIIIIIIION!
REAL LOVE cannot believe he’s done it! He drops to his knees and a look of disbelief forms over his face.
Joe Hoffman: That’s 3 and 0 for Zion now as he’s…
The celebration turns dark. The angry Scott Stevens wastes no time in nailing Darin Zion straight in the crouch after REAL LOVE jumps on the turnbuckle to celebrate. The arena erupts in boos after Stevens plays the spoilsport to the end of this contest. Stevens scrapes Zion off the mat and nails the Toxic Sting. But it’s not over.
Joe Hoffman: Stop it Stevens! Stop it! You’re ruining some REAL LOVE Zion’s showing to this crowd.
Stevens grabs his forehead before sliding out of the ring. Scott grabs the chair from the time keepers area. He runs back into the ring, nailing blow after blow to Zion’s head until he busts it open and blood goes everywhere.
Joe Hoffman: Come on, Stevens. I understand you thought this tournament was your way to get back at JPD. But this….this is too much!
Stevens’ eyes widen and a twisted smile forms on his face. He places the chair on the ground. Picking up REAL LOVE’s lifeless, bloodied body–Stevens motion the slit throat taunt.
Scott Stevens: If I can’t have Jace Parker Davidson—neither can you. Tonight I pass on GOD’S JUDGMENT onto you–SINNER.
The Demigod hoists Zion up with REAL LOVE’s head towards the ground. Stevens closes his eyes and…
BLAAAAAAMMMM!!!
Joe Hoffman: GAME CHANGER HEAD FIRST TO THE STEEL CHAIR BY STEVENS!
The camera zooms in to see Zion’s body involuntarily twitching from the blow.
Joe Hoffman: Big time concern right now for Zion…..I have no idea how he is going to be able to recover in time to take on the number one seed next week in Xander Azula.
Stevens drops to his knees as HOW officials rush towards the ring to check on Zion. Stevens wipes his hands over Zion’s bloodied head. The Sadistic Demigod wipes Zion’s blood on his chest as a sign of victory. Stevens drops to his knees and prays over his sacrifice as HOW officials rush the ring. Scott lets out a sinister laugh as the scene fades out.
Event Date: January 22, 2023
Back live from commercial and we immediately cut to the ring where it is time for our next match of the evening…
DING!
DING!
DING!
Bryan McVay: The following contest is a first round match in the LSD Championship Contenders Tournament….
The lights in the arena go black as a synthesized hymn begins to play as the High Octane Vision comes to life as an angelic voice begins to sing.
“Born from pain, inside my veins.
Bred for war, begging for more.
None shall mourn, I am reborn.
Live in sin. The House always wins.”
The hymn continues as the screen begins to show the Best Arena transformed into a style of a church and the screen slowly flashes the words…..
WELCOME…..TO…..THE …..HOUSE……OF….BEST
Lee Best’s infamous blood shot eyes hover above the top. The lights in the arena begin to come on in a shade of 97 Red as smoke and fog begin to fill the stage area as well. The sound of glass breaking is heard as the screen shows a crack over the mural of the Best Arena and Lee Best’s eyes as “O Fortuna Excalibur Remix” by Apotheosis begins. Lights above the ring shine, The stage flashes with alternating red and white lights as Scott Stevens makes his way out onto the stage.
Bryan McVay: Introducing! From The Great State of Texas and representing the HOUSE OF BEST!….he is the “Demi-God of HOW!” SCOTT! STEEEEEEEVEEEEEEEENS!
Stevens’ pulls off his #97Red circular glasses. But this time–it’s personal. There’s no devilish grin, no hype drinking, no Book of Best–all business. Stevens balls up his fists, reeling from the memories of PWA fresh in his brain. As fans reach out from the barricade to touch him–Stevens avoids them–rushing straight toward the ring.
Joe Hoffman: It’s rare when Scott Stevens drops the pomp and circumstance. He’s someone who lives out his gimmick. But this LSD Championship tournament became personal for him at PWA:01. Just a courtesy heads up to everyone watching live on HOTv……per the terms of Benny’s new deal…he refuses to call any Darin Zion match….so I am back to solo work for this match…..so with that out of the way…. Let’s take a look at the clips from PWA:01.
We cut to a scene where the new HOTV Tag Team Champions The Alabama Gang nail their Double Alabama Slam, laying The House of Best Disciple out. While Hortega makes the count; we watch JPD abandoning Stevens. The scene cuts to the post-match actions. As Stevens gets back to his feet; the King of Everything makes his move. The LSD Championship gets smashed against Stevens’ head. Jace rushes and nails the BEND THE KNEE as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos.
We cut back from the replay to watch Scott Stevens’ reaction. His fists are pressed firmly against his waist. A vein starts popping out of his forehead. In fact, Scott Stevens’ face has turned a beautiful shade of #97Red.
Joe Hoffman: Stevens sliding in the ring with a fire in his belly. He’s thrown off his Cross of Best and his eyes are focused on the entrance ramp. Let’s face it–while tonight’s Darin Zion’s big return to HOW–it’s going to be a rough night. While this intense 8 year rivalry between Zion and Stevens is personal–Stevens’ is eyeing revenge against JPD. And this Demi-God of HOW is gonna unleash hell for Darin Zion.
Stevens rushes Bryan McVay and the timekeeper along to get the match started before a familiar song plays over the loudspeakers.
The opening chords of REO Speedwagon’s “Keep On Loving You” hit over the PA system. On the HOV, a giant heart appears to beat to the song.
♫ You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was somethin’ missin’ ♫
Emerging from the locker room is REAL LOVE Darin Zion, only coming out sporting his tights. REAL LOVE’s got a serious look on his face as he storms down to the ring. His eyes continue to lock onto Scott Stevens.
♫ And I’m gonna keep on lovin’ you
‘Cause it’s the only thing I want to do
I don’t want to sleep, I just want to keep on lovin’ you♫
Bryan McVay: Introducing first…..FROM SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA. REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL LOOOOOOOOOVE DAAAAAAAAARIN ZIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOON!!!!
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s been on a 2 match winning streak since October 2022–the last match before his HOW departure. Zion’s lit a fire under his tail; picking up wins over HOW’s Brian Hollywood and PRIME’S Rocky De Leon. REAL LOVE understands what’s at stake here for his career. One loss could derail the chance at earning some hardware to build the credibility back to his career.
Zion rushes up the ring steps, stopping to extend his arms towards his cheering fans. He pounds his chest, amping up for this match. As he approaches Stevens, both men glare at each other. They’re both up in each other’s faces.
Joe Hoffman: You can tell this encounter means a lot to both Stevens and Zion. It doesn’t help that HOW officials booked this match up–a blood rivalry between these men since Darin Zion joined HOW in 2014. While both men are good friends–their rivalry has brewed for years in the background. While Zion hasn’t lost a singles encounter against Stevens in HOW; you can’t discount what Stevens has accomplished. He’s a Hall of Famer, a former 3 time champion, and has all the momentum in the world behind him. He’s on a warpath to get his hands on his recent former HOW Tag Team Partner, the LSD Champion. And Zion’s in the way of him accomplishing that.
Stevens pivots, approaching Matt Boettcher. Pointing to his wrist, The Demigod argues this match needs to start now. Stevens is visibly shaking in intensity, trying to get things started.
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens needs to stop and…
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Darin Zion: Shut the fuck up, Stevens! Fight me!
Not wanting to wait around, Darin Zion unleashes a fury of chops onto Stevens. The San Diego native tosses Stevens straight into the steel ropes. REAL LOVE scoops his opponent up and nails a stiff looking powerslam on his rival. Boettcher shrugs his shoulders and motions to the timekeeper to ring the bell.
DING! DING! DING! DING!
Zion immediately stomps a hole straight into Scott Stevens’ chest. Unwilling to become a human punching bag, The Demi-God of HOW rolls out of the ring to regain his composure. Boettcher tries to create space between rivals Zion and Stevens–but Darin won’t have it.
Rushing towards the ropes, Zion quickly gains momentum. Darin leaps straight into the air, going for a suicide dive. But no one is home!
Joe Hoffman: Brilliant move by Scott Stevens! The 45 year old Texan moves out of the way, allowing Air Zion to crash and burn. The Demi-God quickly capitalizing on his rival’s mistake.
Stevens drops knee after knee into REAL LOVE’s chest for a few moments. Stevens pulls Zion’s body off the mat. Setting him up into DDT position, Scott hopes to drop Zion head first to the ground. Unfortunately for him, Zion charges towards the stairs, sending Stevens back first into them. Darin backs up, looking to nail a running knee. But instead, REAL LOVE collides leg first into the steel as Stevens rolls out of the way.
Scott Stevens quickly grabs Zion, finally planting his head on the metal stairs with a snap DDT. Stevens rolls Zion out of the way before pushing the steel steps away from the turnbuckle. Stevens grabs Zion before smashing Darin’s head a few times against the turnbuckle. Boettcher’s count becomes more audible to Stevens as he reaches six…
SEVEN…
EIGHT…
Scott rolls back into the ring, motioning to Boettcher to speed up the count. Zion’s struggling back to his feet. He’s crawling towards the turnbuckle, dazed and confused.
NINE…
TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN
Joe Hoffman: WOW!!! Zion’s barely saved his conquest for gold here, folks. WHEW! All those REAL LOVE fans can breathe a sigh of…
WHAM!
WHAM!
WHAM!
WHAM!
Joe Hoffman: Nevermind!
Stevens stomps a hole straight into Zion’s head like a madman possessed. Intensifying the strikes, The Demigod drops his knee brace hard into Zion’s skull hoping to knock out the hopeful Darin. With a fire in his eyes, Stevens rushes towards Zion, wraps him up, and clenches in the rear naked choke hold. As Scott sinches the hold in, Darin flails around less and less. Boettcher lifts Zion’s hand in the air.
PLOP!
That’s one! Zion’s face is turning a pale shade of blue. Scott Stevens constricts his airways more.
PLOP!
Boettcher releases Zion’s hand, as it falls down on the canvas. One more and it’s lights out for REAL LOVE’S cinderella story. Stevens screams out a primal urge looking to finish it off here. Boettcher goes down.
PLOP!
Joe Hoffman: Boettcher’s calling for Stevens to release the hold. Zion’s foot just plopped straight on top of the bottom rope before his hand fell. While Stevens should release the hold, the wiley ring psychologist knows how to starve off Zion’s will to fight. Scott’s holding in that lock for as long as he can.
Boettcher slowly gets back to his feet, giving Stevens an extra few moments to hold the lock in on Zion’s neck. Matt starts tapping Scott on the shoulder, screaming at him to release the hold. Finally, Boettcher’s had enough of this and starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIIIIIIIIIII….
The ruthless leader of the House of Best throws his arms in the air in compliance. For a brief moment, Scott gets back to his feet, cackling and taunting at the lifeless Zion. The crowd is into this exchange from both men and erupts as Stevens continues to gloat. After a few moments, Scott scoops Zion off the mat. The Texas Native is looking for a Belly to Belly Suplex. But before Stevens can finish the move–Zion reverses momentum. Regaining his barings, Zion nails the same Belly to Belly Suplex Stevens planned on using against him.
Joe Hoffman: WHOA! Normally, Zion would unleash a series of suplexes, but the effects of Stevens’ brutal attacks slowed him down. Darin collapsed after trying to kip back up. However, Scott’s back up, ready to fight some more. And that sick man’s not waiting.
After kipping up, Stevens rushes towards Zion with a stiff, strong style kick to his forehead. Stevens rushes to make a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
No!
Stevens’ fists pound against the mat. The Demigod picks up Zion and hurls him into the corner. Scott Stevens charges towards Zion, readying to hit him with a Stinger Splash.
Joe Hoffman: Will Stevens connect with the Toxic Splash?! Will he?! Will he?!
NO! Zion rolls underneath the attempt and launches one of his own. As Stevens collides with the turnbuckle–Zion wraps his arms around the Texans waist. Nailing a series of three German Suplexes–on the last one–Zion drops Stevens on his neck. Intensity burns on Zion’s eyes as he’s now got control of offense. Scott tries to get back to his feet, but Zion nails an ugly looking clothesline to the back of Stevens’ neck. Scott attempts to regain his momentum, but Zion hits a nasty looking Buzzsaw kick, cleaning Scott’s clocks.
Boettcher pushes Zion out of the way to check on Stevens. However, the brash 36 year old man pushes Boettcher away and scoops Stevens off the mat.
Joe Hoffman: T-Bone Suplex by Zion to Stevens. OOF! That’s gotta hurt! The crowd can feel it.
While Stevens attempts once again to get back up, Zion rushes towards Stevens, nailing the stiffest enziguri you’ve seen from Zion. Darin hooks Stevens’ leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Joe Hoffman: That’s not enough to put Stevens away. Anyone knows Stevens is one heck of a fighter in HOW. You cannot end it off that.
The resilient Zion continues his offense, not waiting for clearance. Zion wraps the Anaconda Vice around Stevens’ injured neck. Pulling back for extra power; Zion’s choking Stevens for extra measure. However, Boettcher jumps in and starts a quick count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIIII
Darin releases the hold and argues with Matt about his officiating. The vile Texan and House of Best preacher crawls towards the ropes. However, Zion’s keen ear picks it up and snaps his neck around. Unfortunately for Darin–he fell right into Stevens’ trap.
BLAM!
A superman punch straight to Zion’s jaw! Scott Stevens scoops Zion up on his shoulders. Launching him straight into the air; Stevens nails a sick looking Death Valley Driver.
Joe Hoffman: Houston! We have a problem! Stevens dropped Zion neck first on that historically damaged neck. It’s all she wrote for this story. Stevens got the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE….
Joe Hoffman: 2.9 from Darin Zion. You can tell his heart is racing right now. Stevens grabs his hair and starts pulling. This is getting to him.
The crowd amps up the excitement as both men feed off their energy. Both Zion and Stevens get to their feet and exchange very loud knife edge chops. As the crowd woo’s along with them–Zion gains the advantage. The San Diegian chucks Stevens into the ropes. WHAM! Zion’s roundhouse kick takes Stevens off his feet. Darin amps up as the dazed Stevens slowly gets up. Zion unleashes another kick.
Darin Zion: HONK!
Darin keeps nailing a series of kick after kick after kick to Stevens’ chest. Scott’s chest looks like a bright red tomato. All the while, the crowd chants as each kick connects.
Crowd: HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK!
Joe Hoffman: SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! When will this Zion madness STAAAAAWP?!
Zion hits the ninth kick with some extra power. However before Zion can finish his tenth one…Stevens grabs Zion’s leg. Darin tries to fight off Stevens, but Scott sweeps him off his feet. Nailing a couple of knees to the back of Darin’s head, Stevens locks in a patented Texas Cloverleaf on Zion, pulling him into the center of the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Zion’s got nowhere to go this time. He’s trapped!
The crowd pulls for Zion while he crawls towards the ropes looking for reprieve. Unfortunately before he can grab the bottom rope again, Stevens yanks Zion back to the center, putting all his weight into the hold. The crowd begin to clap as Zion struggles.
CLAP!
CLAP!
CLAP!
CLAP!
Stevens tells them to shut up. Weighing Zion down with his 256 pounds of muscle more, Darin lets out a huge scream. REAL LOVE’S legs are burning. Scott’s looking to finish this. As Boettcher crawls down to check on Zion…
BOOM! WHACK! SLAAAAAAAAAAM!
Joe Hoffman: Zion flings Stevens off him, sending him straight into the ropes. After a picture perfect kick to Stevens gut, REAL LOVE nailed the Alabama Slam. Darin’s got Stevens covered….
ONE!
TWO!
THRE…
No! Both men collapse to the mat with exhaustion. As they struggle back to their feet, both exchange punches back and forth to the crowd’s delight. However, it’s Stevens who gains the advantage this time with his patented Debbie Does Dallas version of the European Uppercut. Stevens nails a snap suplex on Zion. Rolling around, he continues his onslaught of snap suplexes. Stevens whips Darin Zion straight into the ropes, hitting a devastating Spine Buster to REAL LOVE. Stevens falls on top of Zion.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE….
Darin kicks out again, to Stevens’ chagrin. Scott regains his composure. He pulls Zion off the mat and attempts the Scorpion Death Drop for good measure…but it’s no good. Zion hoists the Texan off his feet, nailing a sick back suplex for good measure. Zion hits the ropes, spinning around for his newly crafted LOVE Hammer (previously the Ban Hammer), but…
WHAM!
Joe Hoffman: Scott Stevens’ Remembers the Alamo! Huge Superkick to change the momentum to put his rival away. This is it!
Stevens comes unglued, motioning for the Toxic Sting. He grabs Zion by the neck, readying to put him away. The crowd gets to their feet. This is it! Stevens runs to put all his force into this one, sealing the deal…
However, the lights begin to dim in the arena. The HOV queues up as a large skull appears to the crowd. Avenged Sevenfold’s music blares over the speakers.
“HAAAAAAAAAAAIL TO THE KIIIIIIIIING!!!!”
Joe Hoffman: What the heck?! Jace Parker Davidson’s coming out here?!
Stevens’ face turns bright red as he releases Zion’s neck and REAL LOVE drops towards the ground. The music keeps playing while Stevens’ head scans the arena, the crowd, the announcers table. EVERY WHERE POSSIBLE. Stevens’ heart is beating intensely, ready to take down his rival. His sights are targeting the man who embarrassed him at PWA-01. Stevens taunts the air, hoping to find Jace before Jace finds him.
However, Zion gets back to his feet, noticing the distracted Stevens. The vein pulses out of his forehead. REAL LOVE readies himself. As Stevens backs into Zion, Darin seizes the opportunity.
SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!
Joe Hoffman: That’s the sickest looking Headlock Slam I’ve ever seen from any wrestler. That’s Zion’s trademark Tough Love Signature move. He planted Scott Stevens’ skull first into the mat with authority. Boettcher’s counting the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEEEEEEEE!!
DING DING DING DING!
Bryan McVay: Here is your winner in 18 minutes via pinfall…and moving into the second round of the LSD Championship Contenders Tournament….DAAAAAAAAAAARIN ZIIIIIIIION!
REAL LOVE cannot believe he’s done it! He drops to his knees and a look of disbelief forms over his face.
Joe Hoffman: That’s 3 and 0 for Zion now as he’s…
The celebration turns dark. The angry Scott Stevens wastes no time in nailing Darin Zion straight in the crouch after REAL LOVE jumps on the turnbuckle to celebrate. The arena erupts in boos after Stevens plays the spoilsport to the end of this contest. Stevens scrapes Zion off the mat and nails the Toxic Sting. But it’s not over.
Joe Hoffman: Stop it Stevens! Stop it! You’re ruining some REAL LOVE Zion’s showing to this crowd.
Stevens grabs his forehead before sliding out of the ring. Scott grabs the chair from the time keepers area. He runs back into the ring, nailing blow after blow to Zion’s head until he busts it open and blood goes everywhere.
Joe Hoffman: Come on, Stevens. I understand you thought this tournament was your way to get back at JPD. But this….this is too much!
Stevens’ eyes widen and a twisted smile forms on his face. He places the chair on the ground. Picking up REAL LOVE’s lifeless, bloodied body–Stevens motion the slit throat taunt.
Scott Stevens: If I can’t have Jace Parker Davidson—neither can you. Tonight I pass on GOD’S JUDGMENT onto you–SINNER.
The Demigod hoists Zion up with REAL LOVE’s head towards the ground. Stevens closes his eyes and…
BLAAAAAAMMMM!!!
Joe Hoffman: GAME CHANGER HEAD FIRST TO THE STEEL CHAIR BY STEVENS!
The camera zooms in to see Zion’s body involuntarily twitching from the blow.
Joe Hoffman: Big time concern right now for Zion…..I have no idea how he is going to be able to recover in time to take on the number one seed next week in Xander Azula.
Stevens drops to his knees as HOW officials rush towards the ring to check on Zion. Stevens wipes his hands over Zion’s bloodied head. The Sadistic Demigod wipes Zion’s blood on his chest as a sign of victory. Stevens drops to his knees and prays over his sacrifice as HOW officials rush the ring. Scott lets out a sinister laugh as the scene fades out.