Lillian Garcia:"This match is for the Dwf Intercontinental championship and is set for one fall!"
*lights fade to purple, blue and red*
*and then, as an eerie, foggy, purple-blue and red mist surrounds the ring and the entrance ramp, lighting strikes the creaturetron! Then thunder is heard as more lightning erupts from above, striking the ring posts as Black Flames flow downwards from the lighting fixtures*
JR: Well King, this is match number two for the Demon Prince.
King: Yeah! And this is for the Intercontinental Championship. I just can't believe he's still walking.
JR: Folks, that triple threat Hardcore Title match was just bruital. What a slobberknocker of a match that was.
*Just then, several Black Flames erupt from the entrance ramp as Dalkiel's Dark Soul Warriors come out of the foggy mist, holding Flaming Swords up high. They align themselves down the entrance ramp and cross their swords....*
and just then the creaturetron comes to life
*Another huge Black Flame engulfs the rampway, and then...Dalkiel steps out. He looks with at the crowd with a cold, empty stare. The crowd falls into a hush and then explodes!*
JR: I can't help but say again how he is the one and only Prince of Pain. Any normal wrestler would be done and in the hospital right now. But Not Dalkiel. Purely and truely Hardcore.
King: Your not kidding JR.
*Dalkiel begins walking down the rampway as the burning flesh drips off of the swords onto Dalkiel's shoulders and chest, it singes and burns his flesh as it drips all over the place. He continues to walk. With each step, he begins to smile more and more evilishly as the burning sensation of the flesh becomes enjoyable. His eyes are as empty as the cold, dark night. He stops at the end of the rampway, then closes his eyes as he takes in a deep breath, tilts his head back and raises his arms high. The camera holds on his face as in a split second his eyes open and his arms slam down as the four corners explode into Black Flames!*
King: AHHHHHH! I hate that! I hate that! That's the second time he got me tonight.
*Dalkiel slithers into the ring and perch's himself up in a cornor.*
After Dalkiel's men had left, the stage was lit up by multiple pyros of white and red. The fans roared, having seen this man once before. Suddenly, Fuse ran out from the back and stopped on the stage, soaking the the fans and staring at the beast of an opponent in the ring. Running down the ramp and into sliding into the ring, Fuse stepped onto a turnbuckle and milked the crowd before turning to Dalkiel and waiting for the bell.
*but just as he turned...*
*Dalkiel runs at him with full force as he clock's him with a clotshline that sends him flying back through the ropes as Fuse hits the floor with a thud*
JR: OH MY GWAD KING! DID YOU SEE THAT? WHAT FORCE! WHAT POWER!
King: Fuse is gonna have his hands full with the 333lbs Fruit loop of Pain.
JR: Well look at the stat's King. We got Dalkiel at 6'6" 333lbs. vs the 5' 10" 197lb Fuse. Fuse is defenatly the underdog.
*Dalkiel slides out of the ring and leans down and picks up Fuse by the head, he holds his head by his left hand and hauls off and punch's him in the head with his right one, but doesn't let go*
JR: Wow what a shot.
*As Dalkiel then then head butt's him, as Fuse falls back against the ring. Fuse rolls to the left as he moves himself around the ring post but Dalkiel gives chase. Dalkiel goes to reach for Fuse but Fuse thumbs Dalkiel in the eye and quickly drops to his knees and brings his forearm up delivering a low blow to Dalkiel. Dalkiel cringe's and grabs himself as he stumbles over to the barrier. Fuse start's roundhouse kicking Dalkiel's left leg which was injured in the Hardcore match.*
JR: Fuse has turned this match around and has taken advantage of Dalkiel's injury.
King: Yeah, but is he gonna be able to keep the big guy down?
*Fuse grabs Dalkiel's forearm to try to irish whip him into a cornor post. But Dalkiel reverse's it and sends Fuse flying into the ring post*
CRAAAAACKKK
*Fuse instantly bounce's backwards as Dalkiel grabs him from behind and delievers a German Suplex onto the hard cement floor.*
JR: MY GWAD! MY GWAD!
*Dalkiel sit's up with a sick sadistic grin on his face.*
King: He's enjoying this. Look at that look.
JR: Dalkiel is one of the sickest sadistic maniac's of pain that I have ever known. Fuse is gonna have his hands full.
*Dalkiel get's up and reach's down and picks Fuse up by the head, reach's down and lift's him up body pressing him into the ring. Dalkiel slides into the ring and start's stomping at Fuse's head. Then drops an elbow. He picks him up and irish whips him into the cornor with force.*
King: Wow!
*Dalkiel goes chargeing in but Fuse barely with it, basically falls to the right as Dalkiel spears the ring post*
King: Oh god that had to hurt.
JR: What a miss hit. Oh My Lord that sound was just sicking!
*Dalkiel doesn't move and just leans there on the ropes and ring post.*
King: What?
As Fuse got to his feet, he wiped blood from his lip and grinned. Hopping atop of Dalkiel's back, Fuse held on to the top ropes and proceeded to slam his heels repeatedly into the giant purple people-eater.
JR: (laughing) Oh my! This reminds me of Riverdance!
King: Yeah JR! Fuse is the lord of the dance!
On his final move, Fuse leaped up, still holding the ropes and slammed both heels into the back of Dalkiel's head. Dalkiel's head slammed off the ringpost and the crowd cheered for the unorthodox newcomer.
Fuse, never one to let the fans go unappreciated, stood atop Dalkiel and raised his arms high
*swoops down as Dalkiel gets a smerkingly look on his face as he brings up is right leg right into Fuse's gut knocking him back*
JR: Posing is not smart to do with Dalkiel.
King: Yeah, no dought.
*Dalkiel does a backwards summersault to his feet as he delievers a backward elbow to Fuse. Dalkiel grabs Fuse's wrist and whips him into the cornor.*
WHAM THUD
*He hits hard, Dalkiel goes running in, Fuse drops and rolls out of the ring as Dalkiel rams into the ring post*
King: Oh man that's gotta hurt.
JR: I can't belive the abuseive punishment he's gone through this night.
*Fuse leaps up onto the ring apron, then onto the cornor ropes, drops down onto Dalkiel's back, hooks his legs up around his arms and pulls to a rolling Enziguri pin.*
Ref: 1...
*But Dalkiel's massive powerful legs slams into Fuse's head, Fuse lets go and rolls he runs to a cornor and climbs up, Dalkiel pulls himself up takes a step and turns as Fuse leaps from the top turnbuckle, flips over Dalkiel and delivers a neckbreaker.
JR: My GWAD King. He hit the Blowout. He actually did it on Dalkiel!
King: Well It won't be long now. Dalkiel's taken several bad shot's during the Hardcore title match. Not to mention he smashed through one of the ring side barriers and was face down in a pool of his own Black Blood.
JR: That maybe so King, but he's out here now. Still fighting.
King: JR LOOK!
*Dalkiel down, Fuse climbs the turnbuckle, looks out to the crowd, points at Dalkiel and then springs off with a 540 degree moonsault, bounces so hard he flys off Dalkiel, grabs his gut, crawls over and hooks the leg.*
JR: MY GWAD! MY GWAD! Hit hit the Fallen Grace! Can he put him away?
The ref dives for the count
Ref: 1.......
King: This is it JR!
Ref: 2......
Ref: 2......and.......3/4
*KICK OUT!*
JR: WHAT? KING HE KICKED OUT!
King: OH come on! Come on! There's no way.
Fuse gets into the face of the ref
Fuse: What the Fuck! Come on that was three, THREE! One, Two, Three
as he slaps his hands together
Ref: It was two! 2! The shoulder came up!
*the crowd's going nuts*
*Fuse, furious, start's walking around.*
Fuse: Get up! Get up! Get up you big purple fairy!
King: OH UH! JR did you hear that?
JR: That's not a smart move. You do not call Dalkiel names.
*Dalkiel start's pulling himself up*
King: How JR? How can he keep getting up?
*Dalkiel up against the ropes, Fuse shack's his head, With a running start, Fuse leaps up, onto Dalkiel's shoulders. Sitting on Dalkiel's shoulders, Fuse flips backwards with enough force to flip him with Fuse's entire body weight driving the face into the canvas*
JR AND KING STAND UP
JR: MY GWAD KING HE HIT DALKIEL WITH THE BREAKING POINT!
King: NO BODY HAS EVER GOTTEN UP FROM THAT!
JR: We rarely ever see that move. Fuse must be desperate. I can't believe he pulled that out.
*Fuse pins Dalkiel, hooking his leg up and around Dalkiel's legs as he wraps his arm around his head and hooks his other hand, almost like a small pacakge but his hands and legs are locked*
The ref leaps
JR: We got a new champ.
Ref: 1
King: This is it JR!
Ref: 2
Ref: .............
but before that hand hit three
KICK OUT
*Fuse goes nuts, he starts bouncing up and down on the mat salmming his hands into the mat and kicking the ropes*
Fuse: NO NO NO NO NO NO!
JR: DALKIEL KICKED OUT! HE KICKED OUT AGAIN!
King: Fuse is losing it.
*Fuse furisous, and upset that he has hit Dalkiel with it all and he can't keep him down. What is he to do?*
*Fuse runs over and goes to pick up Dalkiel by use of his horn and slaps on a reverse head lock to do a DDT, but as he goes Dalkiel push's with both hands causing Fuse to slip out of the move and take a few steps back, he runs in as Dalkiel reach's around his waist with his right hand and quickly picks him up and drops stright down.*
King: WOW! Were did he get that from?
JR: He just dropped an old school Bossman Slam on Fuse.
*Dalkiel push's himself up with the help of using Fuse's body as he reach's down and pulls the 197 lb. Fuse, shoves his head between his legs and lift's him up into a DevilzPowerbomb. As he drives him down into the mat so hard Fuse's head and shoulders hit seriously hard and off that he lays there like a broken table. Dalkiel drops and hooks the leg..*
Ref: 1.......
2.........
3.........
DING DING DING DING
JR: MY GWAD! MY GWAD! HE DID IT! HE DID THE IMPOSSIBLE! After all the devistating moves and injury's Dalkiel has sufferd here tonight he has become the NEW DWF Intercontinental Champion.
King: I can't believe it! I just can't believe it.
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Winner and NNNNNEEEEEWWWWWW DWF Intercontinental Champion! DALKIEL!
*The crowd goes nuts and starts chanting Dalkiel's name*
JR: What a match. What an amazing match. And King you have to give credit where credit is do. Fuse came out here against all odds. Faced the 333 lb. Demon Prince of Pain and gave it all he had.
King: Well he defenatly gave it his all. But in the end, the bigger guy walked away with the gold.
*Dalkiel limping, barely standing, takes his New DWF Intercontinental Championship Belt and walks, I mean, hobbles, up the ring ramp and returns to the backstage area and ends up at Vipers Locker room*
JR: Well folks, stay tuned, still to come, the Undisputed World Championship with Nexus taking on Viper.