Maybe next time then. For now, I think I prefer kicking your ass.
by Red Spyder
With a little less than ten minutes left on the clock, Jack was sure that he’d be able to get another win over Red and bring the final score to 3-2. Then, he would retain the Undisputed title and Red would be fired from the DWF. The top rope flipping spiked pedigree had messed up Red pretty badly, knocking him right out. Jack knew that Red being unconscious wouldn’t last for very long though so Jack didn’t risk trying to pin Red again just yet and besides, he wanted to get a little more revenge on Red before going for that one last win. In fact, as he got ready to make his next attack, Red’s eyes slowly opened up, but not quite all the way. At the moment, Red wasn’t even really sure where he was. He didn’t feel like moving at all, his entire body aching with pain, especially his head. He then saw Jack standing over him and the very sight of the World’s Superior caused a surge of fresh anger to flow throughout his body. Jack was the only thing that Red could see clearly at the moment. Everything else, the rafters, the lights, the crowd, all looked blurry to Red. Red began remembering what had happened last, how Jack mercilessly drove Red face first into the mat from the top of the turnbuckle. He desperately tried to sit up, attempting to fight through all of the pain his body was currently in, but he just couldn’t manage to do it.
That was okay though because Jack reached down and began to drag Red up to his feet by his head. Pain shot through Red’s skull at just merely being touched now and having his opponent not so gently pull him around by it certainly hurt a hell of a lot. Keeping Red’s upper body bent forwards some, Jack landed several punches to the back of Red’s head and neck, causing him even more pain!! Despite the nearly blinding pain that the punches created, he managed to stay standing up on his own, blood steadily dripping off of his head to the mat, staining it crimson. With him still bent forwards, Jack then drove a knee into Red’s face, smashing it into his already broken nose, forcing a scream of pain out of him, which was barely audible over the loud noise of the crowd, leaving behind a smear of blood on Jack’s knee!!! This move also caused Red to stand completely upright, temporarily stunned, mostly by the pain. Pulling one of his arms back as he held Red in place by his hair with the hand of his other arm, Jack swung it forward, hitting the front of Red’s face with a palm strike, further damaging his nose and sending a small squirt of blood into the air!!!! Jack pulled the same arm back and swung again, his hand balled into a fist this time, cracking it against one of Red’s jaws and chipping one of his teeth, a mix of blood and saliva slinging out of the opposite side of his mouth!!!!!
Jack stopped striking Red, but he didn’t let go of Red. In fact, he continued the assault by moving to Red’s side and taking him down with a forward Russian leg sweep, driving his face into the mat again!!!! On his knees, he crawled towards Red’s upper body and rolled him over onto his back. Red was nearly unconscious again, blood appearing to just be leaking out of every part of his head. Jack could even see that inside of Red’s partially mouth was flooded with blood. Lifting Red’s head up some by his hair, Jack began hitting him with more punches!! Jack’s right fist pounded into Red’s skull: the top and sides of his head, his forehead, the center of his face where his nearly destroyed nose was, his mouth, his jaws, his chin, and almost anywhere else on his head that Jack could reach with his fist for a punch from his current position on the mat, causing more blood to flow from the multiple wounds on Red’s head!!!!! With one particularly hard punch to Red’s left jaw, Jack actually managed to knock one of Red’s teeth right out of his mouth!!!!!! The tooth sailed through the air, accompanied by a spray of blood, and landed somewhere on the floor on the outside of the ring. More blood poured into his mouth from the gap in his line of teeth. There was a danger of him beginning to choke on the blood, but Jack had no concern for that. Seeing him choking would make Jack happy.
Even after that, Jack kept punching Red’s head, wanting to spill more of his blood and knock out more of his teeth! His hand was beginning to hurt from all of the punches, but he didn’t care. That pain was nothing compared to some of the pain afflicting other areas of his body at the moment anyway. With all the adrenaline that was currently flowing through his system though, he barely felt any of the numerous pains. The crowd cheered on as Jack punched away at Red’s head, making it even bloodier. His hate for Red made him wish Red’s head would literally split open from all of the shots to it! After five more punches, he finally stopped that attack, Red’s eyes barely open. He began standing again, dragging Red up with him. Striking Red with a forearm smash to the face, Jack threw Red into a corner, who hit the turnbuckle chest first, slumping over it, and walked over to him, grabbed him by the back of his head, and slammed his face into the top of the turnbuckle post!!! He then hit him in the back with a dropkick, drilling his chest into the turnbuckle post again, driving the air out of his body, before he fell backwards to the mat!!! Red was now on his back on the mat, gasping for air, and Jack landed on Red’s head with a knee drop, busting open Red further!!!! Blood from his head was dripping on the mat around him, painting it red like other areas of the mat already were.
Jack could tell that Red was slipping further towards unconsciousness again. A few more hard blows to the head would probably finish the job. He pulled Red back up, ramming a knee into his gut to force him to bend over before running off of nearest ropes and knocking him down again with a scissors kick, hitting him right on the back of his skull!!! He then stomped on the back of Red’s head and neck several times before reaching down, grabbing Red by his hair, and pulling him up yet again!! He could feel blood running around and dripping off of his hands as it was squeezed out of Red’s blood soaked hair. He had Red even closer to be unconscious again. He just had to keep attacking Red continuously and not let him get any chance to fight back until he was out. Letting go of Red’s hair with one hand, Jack punched him in the face once and then twice more on one side of his head. He could feel Red wanting to just collapse back to the mat, his legs shaking, his mouth hanging open with blood and saliva dripping out of it and his eyelids hanging down almost completely, swollen a little bit from the vicious punches just a couple minutes ago. He considered hitting Red with a headbutt like he had done Jack so many times earlier in the match, but he decided against it and instead spun Red around, keeping a hold on Red’s hair, and jumped forward and down, planting him into the mat with a facebuster!!!!!
The clock was nearing the seven minute mark, still more than enough time for Jack to get that third and final win over Red. As he rolled Red’s body over, Jack was surprised to see that Red’s eyes were still open, even though they were just opened at a tiny slit at this point. Jack sighed, wanting Red to just pass out from exhaustion now. But he knew that Red was someone who could last a very long time in matches, even after taking severe beatings. He’d known that Red had a lot of endurance in him before the match was even announced by McKain. He began dragging Red back up and nailed him with an elbow to the back of the head before placing him in a simple side headlock. He figured that it wouldn’t take much of a cut off of oxygen to make Red unconscious now. Red could barely even stand anymore. Jack tightened his arm around Red’s neck, feeling his body already beginning to get limper. He was putting very little effort into the hold though. There was no need. Red wasn’t trying to fight back at all. Jack just needed to keep the hold locked on for about thirty more seconds and Red would be out cold. He knew that he could have easily just pinned Red instead of doing this, but he didn’t want Red conscious at all for the final win that Jack needed.
Jack couldn’t see that Red’s eyes were opening a little more though. Even as Red steadily faded away from consciousness, he knew damn well what Jack was trying to do and something in him, maybe just in his mind, refused to let it happen. He knew that he only had fifteen seconds at the most to do something about the current situation before it was too late. Somehow, he managed to raise his arm that was closest to Jack’s midsection and swung it into Jack’s body, shocking him just as much as it did the crowd! How was it possible that even a man like Red Spyder could be moving after all that Jack did to him? Jack tightened his grip on Red’s neck, not about to let him fight back now. Red elbowed Jack again though, harder this time, causing Jack to loosen his hold on Red!! Elbowing Jack a third time, even harder than before, he suddenly wrapped his arms around Jack’s waist and lifted him up, slamming him onto the mat with a release German suplex!!! Jack cringed in pain when his back hit the mat, but having regained some of his energy while he beat on Red trying to knock him back out, he was quick to climb back to his feet, almost managing to get there before Red! He tried to hit Red from behind, but Red suddenly turned around, knocking Jack back several steps with an outstretched arm!
Jack tried to strike Red with a punch, but he brought his arm up to block the shot and slammed his own fist into Jack’s jaw!! He then went for a kick. Red caught the leg though and used one of his own legs to sweep Jack’s other leg out from underneath him, sending Jack back to the mat!! Keeping his hold on the one leg, Red reached down and grabbed Jack’s other leg and, spreading them apart, cheap shotted Jack with a kick to the balls!!!! He then flipped Jack over onto his front and stepped over his body, locking him in the Bite of the Spyder (Liontamer)!!!!!!! He pulled back on Jack’s legs, stretching his back and causing him to scream in pain!!! The referee moved in towards Jack, waiting to see if he would tap out to Red. Jack knew that he wouldn’t be able to last very long with the submission due to all of the damage his back had received earlier in the match!! He was close to the ropes on one side of the ring though. Maybe he could crawl towards them. Red’s size advantage might cause Jack some trouble with crawling towards the ropes, but he was sure that Red was still fairly weak after the tremendous attack Jack had given him moments ago. Jack started to crawl with his arms, trying to fight through all of the pain that was now shooting through his back. Red noticed and began working to drag Jack farther away from the ropes.
Before, Jack had been less than a foot away from the ropes, but now, he was over a foot and a half away from them! It might as well have been a mile away, but he continued trying to reach them to get a rope break though. Red fought to drag Jack even farther away. Jack gripped onto the mat as much as he could though. When Red stopped trying to drag him again, Jack crawled and stretched his arms towards the ropes. His fingertips were mere inches from the bottom rope. He could make it; just a little more ways to go. While the submission was causing his back a ton of pain, he would rather face the pain than give Red a third win. He crawled again and he was finally able to wrap both of his hands around the bottom rope! The ref saw it and immediately began the five count. Red held it as long as he could, releasing Jack’s legs on four and taking several steps forward before turned around and looking down at Jack, who had let go of the bottom rope and was now holding his back in pain. He grinned, knowing he had done a lot more damage to Jack’s back. Glancing at the tron, he saw that the clock was now down to 5:15. The match was almost over now. He just needed to do one or two powerful moves to Jack and pin him, bringing his number of wins to three. He would then be able to win the whole match and the Undisputed title.
Seeing that the two steel chairs he had set up before were still there, an idea quickly came to Red’s mind. He kicked Jack several times while he was still down on the mat, focusing on his back, before reaching down and pulling Jack up by his neck!! Then, moving Jack towards the chairs, Red applied a standing headscissors and lifted Jack up onto Red’s shoulders before release powerbombing Jack through the seats of the two steel chairs, bending the seats downwards and sending the chairs bouncing across the mat!!!!!!!! The crowd’s “holy shit” chant began again as Red stared down at Jack, the sick, evil smile spread across his face. This was it. Now he just needed to pin Jack. Jack wasn’t unconscious, but he wasn’t exactly moving either. Red could tell that Jack was in pain though. He hoped that he just crippled the World’s Superior and ended his wrestling career. He didn’t give a fuck about Jack. He just wanted the Undisputed title back. It had been a brutal match and getting the title would make the match well worth it. He knew that people would hate to see him with the title again, fans and other wrestlers alike. And that would make him happy. Their dissatisfaction with the title back around his waist would make him very happy. Dropping down, Red covered Jack’s shoulder and the ref dropped down to make the count:
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Thr-Somehow, Jack managed to just get his shoulders up, preventing Red from getting another win!!! Red pushed his own body up by his arms, his eyes full of anger at Jack managing to break the three count. Glaring at the ref for a few seconds, Red then lifted Jack’s head up off of the mat by his hair and hit him with several punches, much like Jack had done to Red before!! Standing up, he brought Jack with him and whipped him into the ropes, taking him back down with sidewalk slam!!!! Jack rolled onto one side some, holding his back in pain. Red stomped on Jack’s back several more times before kicking him in the center of his spine, forcing him to flip over onto his front and sending a shot of pain up and down his body!!!!! He then proceeded to step right onto Jack’s with both feet, his entire three hundred and fifty pound body weight pressing down against Jack’s spine, driving the air out of his body and causing him to thrash his arms and legs in pain, trying to knock Red off of him!!!!!! After about ten seconds of this, Red finally stepped forward, slowly, allowing Jack to breathe again. Jack instantly began grabbing at his body in pain, his chest hurting now as well as his back. Red gave Jack no time to recover as he reached down, grabbing Jack by his throat by wrapping both hands around it, and dragged him up before proceeding to violently choke him again!!!!!
Red began laughing, tightening his grip, as Jack’s face began to turn red from the lack of oxygen. Jack tried to break free of the choke hold, but he was too weak to do so at the moment. His face was steadily getting a deeper shade of red and soon it would be blue. Then, suddenly, Red lifted Jack into the air and proceeded to toss him right over the top rope to the outside air, his body hitting the floor and rolling, stopping only when it bumped into the security rail!!! The clock was at 3:57 as Red climbed out of the ring to the outside, the crowd still cheering on the brutal match. He would have to speed up things now if he still wanted to get another win to win the match. He couldn’t get a win on the outside of the ring, but he could certainly fight Jack some more out there. Jack was coughing and gasping for air, grabbing at his throat, his face returning to a more normal color. Red kicked Jack in the head, causing it to bounce off of the bottom of the metal security rail with a clang, sending a ringing pain throughout Jack’s head!! Kicking Jack in the head again, his head bounced off of the padded floor this time, which didn’t hurt quite as much! He kicked Jack a third time, this time in the chest, causing him to cough some more, before finally reaching down and pulling him up!!
The crowd cheered wildly, wondering what Red had in store for the World’s Superior now. He seemed to be back in control of the match and the crowd knew that whatever happened in these final few minutes would matter the most. Holding Jack by his hair, Red slammed Jack’s head down onto the top of the security, pulled it back up, and slammed it back down, repeating the process over several times until Jack was busted open in a new place along his forehead, more blood oozing down his face!!! Most of his head was covered in blood too, not as much as Red’s head was of course though, yet. Then, moving Jack towards one of the corners with steel steps for the ring, Red whipped Jack head first into them!!!! Jack fell to the floor, holding his head in pain, the fresh blood getting all over his hands. Red began looking under the ring for a new weapon. Even he wasn’t sure what he was going to get exactly though. Seeing a table, he grabbed onto one edge of it with both hands and slid it out from under the ring onto the floor. The crowd got excited at the sight of the table, having no doubts in their minds that someone would be going through it before the clock reached zero in just mere minutes. He also spotted a sledge hammer and pulled it out as well, thinking about how he could crush Jack’s skull with it.
He stood back up, the sledge hammer still in his hands with it raised above his head. Jack, who was trying to stand up himself, saw Red and the sledge and barely managed to roll out of the way as he swung the hammer downwards, aiming for Jack’s head! The head of the hammer hit the floor with a thud as Jack grabbed onto the security rail and pulled himself up in a rush to finish standing. He tried to hit Red before he turned around and took another swing at Jack, but it was too late. Red quickly spun around with the sledge and nailed Jack right in the center of his forehead, busting it open further and dropping him the floor, the wound bleeding more!!!! He then let the sledge hammer fall from his hands to the floor next to Jack, the head of the hammer now coated with a splash of the World’s Superior’s blood, and moved over to the table he had taken out from under the ring along with the hammer. Reaching down, he flipped the wooden table over onto its top and pulled the legs out, locking them into place, before flipping the table back over so that it was upright again. After dragging the table across the floor a little bit to reposition it, which was barely able to fit on the floor area between the ring and the security rail, Red turned his attention back to Jack.
Briefly looking at the clock on the tron again, he saw that he had a little less than two minutes to get the third win that he desperately needed now. Jack was starting to stir after the blow to the head from the sledge hammer. Noticing this, Red walked over to Jack and proceeded to kick him in the head several times, blood getting all over Red’s boot, until Jack stopped moving around again!! Red then wrapped both hands around Jack’s throat and pulled him up, dragging him towards the table. Cheering the destruction of DWF’s Undisputed champion on at the hands of Red, no one in the crowd dared to take their eyes off of the two wrestlers for even a second. Red didn’t notice, but the foot that he had used to kick Jack just a moment ago was leaving behind bloody bootprints on the floor. He rolled Jack’s body onto the table and hit him with several more punches to the head to make sure he’d stay on it before climbing back into the ring and doing something that he rarely did in matches: began climbing up the turnbuckle post closest to Jack and the table. Once he was to the top, he stared down at Jack’s body that, other than for his chest going up and down as he breathed heavily, was unmoving. He struggled to keep his balance up there. He was not as skilled or experienced with high flying moves as some of the lighter weighted wrestlers, but he’d done them a few times.
Realizing that the time for the match was running very low, nearly on the final sixty seconds, Red leapt off of the turnbuckle in a simple splash, planning on driving Jack through the wooden table with it!!! Things didn’t go quite as he’d planned and hoped for though. As he neared Jack and the table, Jack suddenly rolled off of it to one side onto the floor, causing Red to crash through the table instead!!!!! Red lay motionless in the splintered remains of the table as Jack struggled to stand up. Jack couldn’t just yet though and stayed down instead. The crowd’s “holy shit” chants started up again. The chants seemed to add some kind of refreshing energy to him and he started to crawl to his feet again. He was now able to see the clock on the tron though and he knew it was too late to get another win. The clock was on its final five seconds. He watched on in horror as it counted down until it was at 00:00. He heard the bell ring to signal the end of the match. He and everyone else wondered what would happen now though and waited. Would the match be a draw, allowing him to retain the title? That would be ok he supposed, but he didn’t guess it would get Red fired. He didn’t try to hard to get up now until he knew what the official call for the match was going to be. Red was still in the mess of the destroyed table, his arms wrapped around his midsection in pain…
