HollywoodSpikeJenkins 0 Report post Posted March 25, 2006 As SWF Storm returns from commercial, Tiger Stadium is lit up with house lights, signs and cheering fans. Funyon is already in the ring. "Ladies and gentlemen," he says as the camera pans onto him, "The following contest is YOUR MAIN EVENT and is for THE SWF CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! The match will be contested under Pure Wrestling Rules, where each competitor will receive three rope breaks! After a competitor uses his three ropes, he will not be allowed to use the ropes to break a submission or pin fall! Closed fists are illegal and you will receive a warning for the first time and will be disqualified a rope break the second time! If a competitor is disqualified, the title can change hands! First, making his way to the ring…" As some weird robot song starts to play over Tiger Stadiums public address system, Suicide King says, "Welcome back to SWF STORM! We've got an exciting main event, featuring the number-one contender to the Cruiserweight Championship of the World taking on well…THE CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION!" "But first, our guest commentator," adds Annie. "We have a robot for a commentator…well, anything is better than Axis." Chris Belcourt pushes the hand truck down next to the announcers' table and unstraps Ghost Machine, and then walks away heavily. Ghost Machine steps off the trolley and sits down next to The Suicide King. Not Annie. Ghost Machine doesn't like women. Looking at The King of Hearts, Ghost Machine greets him with a BEEP and the words "PLZ PRESS TAB!" Funyon stands in the middle of the ring, ready to continue his introductions after he was so robotically interrupted. "First, making his way to the ring is the challenger!" The crashing guitars of Lamb of God's "Black Label" send a bolt through the crowd. The drumming sends a jolt throughout the arena, as the pace of the intro begins to pick up. Finally… "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" The high-pitched scream of Randy Blythe breaks through the speakers as the bright white lights begin flashing at the entranceway. As the scream hits the crowd, Spike walks out wearing a black hoodie on, the hood covering most of his face. Spike drops down to one knee, leaving one arm to hang to the ground, while the other is firmly placed on his knee. After a few moments, Spike raises both arms into an "X", symbolizing his Straight Edge life style. "Hailing from Hollywood, California, and weighing in at 220 pounds… this is 'HOLLYWOOD' SPIKE JENKINS!!!!!" Spike makes his way completely around the ring and rolls underneath the bottom rope. He continues rolling until he hits dead center in the middle of the ring. Spike rises to one knee and resumes the position he was in at the top of the entranceway. One arm hanging to the ground, the other placed on his knee. Finally, Spike rises to his feet. He quickly peels off the hood, releasing his blonde, dyed hair free. He puts his arms together, forming an "X" across his chest, again promoting his Straight Edge life style. "AND HIS OPPONENT!" booms Funyon. "Sappy" By Nirvana hits the PA system. Akira Kaibatsu and his manager Mr. Kobe come out, after the big guitar riff hits. "He is the current reigning and defending SWF CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD! Hailing from Sendai, Japan, and weighing in at 195 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Mr. Kobe…this is 'The Divine Wind' Akira Kaibatsu! Akira and Kobe walk down the ramp discussing strategy. The SWF Cruiserweight title strapped firmly around his waist, Akira slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope and propping himself up to a full position. Ghost Machine Version 2.0 carefully robotically eyes his opponent, "BEEP BEEP BOOP." "I agree," The lesbian (in case anyone forgot) Annie, adds. Akira unstraps the Cruiserweight title from his waist and hands it off to referee Harry B. Reitner. Holding the title above his head for the whole world to see, Harry hands it off to a ring crewmember, whom unknowingly sits next to Ghost Machine. GM looks over at the ring crewmember and gives off a loud "BOOP BOOP BOOP!" Referee Harry checks both competitors for illegal objects and when is satisfied, calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* "And our main event for the SWF Cruiserweight Title is underway!" "ZOINK!" Jenkins and Akira both enter the center of the ring, ready for combat. But to start off the match with a good sign of sportsmanship, Akira extends his hand. Eyeing his opponents hand carefully, Spike cockily grins and accepts Akira's handshake… …Only, with the help of his free hand, twist Akira into a wristlock! Akira yelps in pain as Spike Jenkins slowly backs up into the ropes…and shiftily steps through the middle and top rope. Referee Harry stomps over, yelling at Jenkins to break the hold, which he does. Akira backs away into the middle of the ring as the referee signals for the loss of a rope break for the Cruiserweight Champion! "Akira just lost a rope break ten seconds into the match!" shouts Annie. "BOOP BOOP DOOP BOOP!" replies Ghost Machine. Akira shakes his head in disbelief as Mr. Kobe flips out on the outside of the ring. Both men raise their voices (Akira in Japanese) towards the referee, while Spike Jenkins simply laughs at the arrogance of the youngster. "Spike Jenkins warned Akira earlier tonight that he knew the ins-and-outs of Pure Wrestling and he just taught him Pure Wrestling 101!" chuckles The King of Hearts. The Hollywood Superstar enters back into the ring, having an advantage over the champion with 3 rope breaks to 2. Spike cockily walks into the center of the ring, giving Akira the chance to charge at him…but Jenkins drops down with a go behind and grab a waist lock. Akira tries to shake Spike off, but the bigger cruiserweight is able to pull Kaibatsu into a side headlock and then roll over into a cravate! "Oh God…here come the cravats," moans King. "According to this biography that I got off SWF.com, Spike Jenkins is a master chain wrestler and one of his favorite maneuvers is the ¾ chancery, aka The Cravate!" "Where did you get that from?" asks the curious King. "Ghost Machine." "BOOP BOOP BOOP!" Spike wrenches at the neck, twisting the spine of the champion. Akira yelps in pain, but is quick to attack. He places his foot on the back of Spike's knee, bringing the challenger down to one knee. Akira glides his body over the back of Jenkins, forcing Spike to break the cravate and allowing Akira to grab a front face lock! Spike rolls through to his side, bringing Akira down to the mat chest first and grabbing his arm for an armbar! Akira climbs up to his feet, not giving Jenkins a moment to use. He drops down, bringing the challenger over with an arm drag! Pulling himself up to one knee, Akira holds onto Spike's arm for an armbar of his own! Spike grabs at his arm, but isn't able to break free. He rolls backwards onto his feet, reversing the armbar into one of his own and dragging Akira down to the mat with his own arm drag! Both men immediately get to their feet and stare off, getting the approval from the crowd inside the Tiger Stadium around them! "And a stare off between the two opponents," remarks Annie, "Both men a master of their own style. Akira Kaibatsu, trained by great Japanese legends is a master of the lucharesu style. Jenkins, a great mat wrestler and striker, a true blooded strong style competitor!" "BOOP!" "Shut up, you," adds Annie. Jenkins backs up into a corner, displeased that he let the youngster get some shots in on him, but keeps his cool. Akira seems more excited as usual, maybe because he is considered the underdog in this match and is already down 1 rope break. Both men circle the ring and enter the center. Spike shoots low once again with the go behind, and grabbing a waist lock. Akira struggles to break free, but realizes he is at the disadvantage in the strength department and instead opts to drop down, bringing Spike over onto his back with a takedown. Akira puts all his weight down on Spike's arm and locking it in an armbar. Akira climbs up to his feet, pulling Spike up with him. Akira wrenches on the arm, twisting Spike's shoulder into the wrong direction. Spike kneels over, patting at his arm to try and fight it off, but Akira has a firm grip. Spike, a master of chain wrestling and a true veteran inside the ring, knows he can counter this move into another maneuver…but that wouldn't work with the strategy he has going into this title match and instead… *SMACK* …Smacks Akira across the face! "YEE-OUCH!" Stunned from the strike, Akira doubles over clutching his face. Spike takes the opportunity to drive his forearm into the back of the neck of the Cruiserweight Champion! The force of the blow knocks Akira down to one knee, but Spike pulls him back up for a second forearm to the back of the neck! Akira pushes himself away from his attacker, trying to work through the pain. Jenkins proceeds to follow Akira, not wanting to let the damaged cruiserweight get away, but Akira shoots up to a full stance and… *CHOP* "WOOOOOOO!" …Knife-edge chops Spike! Spike stumbles back, but goes to return with a chop of his own, that Akira waits for… …But instead grabs Akira around the neck with a cravate! "Spike seems to enjoy boring us to death with this move!" "It looks to me like Spike's strategy is to upset the youngster to take him off his game," notes Annie, "Having him lose one rope break so early, smacking him around, and keeping him trapped in the cravate are great ways of doing this!" Spike drops down to one knee, adding more pressure to the back of Akira's neck with the cravate. The youth begins to get frustrated, as he drives an elbow into the sternum of the challenger. Spike rises to his feet, giving Akira the opportunity to go lower with his strikes, driving an elbow into the gut. Once again, using the same strategy as before, Akira drops down to the mat, throwing Spike forward out of the cravate with an arm drag! Spike rolls onto his feet and quickly turns around… *CHOP* …To receive a knife-edge chop by Akira! Jenkins falls to the mat and quickly crawls off into a corner. He gets to his feet, doubled over and still holding his chest, ducking in between the middle and top rope to keep Kaibatsu away from him! "Big chop by the champion!" Akira follows Spike into the corner, pulling him out from in between the ropes and pushing him up against the turnbuckles. Akira leans back and crushes Spikes jaw in with a solid left jab! Akira pulls back again, ready to continue his strike, when referee Harry B. Reitner grabs his arm! Taken back by the interference by the referee, Akira soon understands as Harry turns his back from the competitors and calls for Funyon to make the announcement. "Reitner has issued a warning to Akira Kaibatsu for using a closed fist! If he does it again, he will lose a rope break!" Mr. Kobe jumps around the outside of the ring, flipping out about these pure rules that his client requested. Reitner looks towards Kobe, distracting him from the actions of the two competitors. Visibly miffed by the call, Akira turns back towards Jenkins to continue his attack… *CRACK* …Only to catch a huge haymaker right to the jaw! Akira stumbles out of the corner, doubled over and holding his jaw as Spike charges out, grabbing Akira by the neck and slamming him into the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! Akira clutches the back of his head as Spike covers him with a lateral press and hooks the leg. Referee Harry turns around and drops down to make the count. ONE! TWO! TH---No! Akira kicks out! "Jenkins used a closed fist," shouts Annie, "The referee didn't see it! He's cheating!" "He is just outsmarting Akira," King replies calmly, "Just like he said earlier tonight. He is a much smarter wrestler than Akira." "You don't have to cheat to be smart!" "Jesus…you're as dry as Axis." "Not everything has to be about breasts, King!" "BOOP BOOP BOOP!" "Yes, Ghost Machine," King looks over at the guest commentator, "I know you can supply us with breasts." Spike stands on his knees, allowing Akira to roll over onto his stomach, still holding onto the back of his head. Spike lifts both of his arms into the air and begins clubbing at the back of the neck of Akira, keeping the smaller cruiserweight champion on the mat! "Spike Jenkins with those clubbing forearms to the back of the head, really trying to wear down the Cruiserweight Champion!" "Well, King. One of Akira's strong points is his speed, so keeping him grounded and using the cravate to frustrate him only gives Spike the advantage." Spike grabs the back of Akira's head and pulls him up to his feet. Locking his arms around the neck for another cravate, Spike pulls him over with a snapmare. With Kaibatsu sitting prone in the middle of the ring, Spike drives his elbow into the neck of his opponent, sending a sting straight down his spinal cord! Spike stands up and quickly drops the elbow back into the neck again, causing Akira to roll over onto his stomach and shout in pain. "Spike is targeting the neck of the Cruiserweight Champion," says Annie, "Another reason why he may be using the cravate." "He is using the cravate because he thinks he is some smart wrestler who knows how to do a headlock!" shouts King. "BOOOOOOOOOP BOOOOOOOOOOP BOOP BOOP!" Jenkins climbs up to his feet, reaches down and pulls the Champion up, as well. He grabs a front face lock, turns his and Akira's body around and drops to the mat with a neckbreaker! Kaibatsu spasms as Jenkins floats over for the cover! ONE! TWO! THR---No! Akira gets a shoulder up! Spike jumps to his knees and figuratively down the referee's throat as he slaps his hands together fast, saying that it was a three count. "Spike Jenkins desperately trying to put away the Cruiserweight Champion," says Annie Eclectic, "He continues to target the neck which has drastically slowed down Akira!" Spike climbs up to his feet, confidentially walks back into the ropes, bounces off, leaps up, and drives his knee into the throat of Kaibatsu! Akira begins coughing as he tries to roll away, but Jenkins pulls him back and gets the lateral press! ONE! TWO! THR---NO! Akira kicks out! "Spike is throwing out everything he has against the youngster!" "BEEP BEEP!" "Shut up, R2." Spike stands on his knees, catching his breathe from the punishment he has been dealing out. Slowly rising to his feet, he grabs Akira by the back of the head and lifts him off the mat. But as Akira peels off the ground, he grabs his second wind and elbows Jenkins square in the gut! Jenkins stumbles back and receives a second elbow to the gut! Akira, now free from the clutches of Spike, charges into the ropes. He bounces off and comes full speed towards Spike, ready to get some revenge on the challenger… …When he gets caught right in the jaw with a back elbow! Akira fumbles back, doubled over and holding his jaw. Spike stands straight up; staring straight into the camera with his back turned from Akira, and pulls his elbow pad off, throwing it to the side. "Spike Jenkins is going to go for the lariat!" shouts King, "If he hits this on the already injured neck of Akira, it'll be the end of the match!" Spike shoots off into the ropes, bouncing into them as hard as he can to get the most amount of momentum behind him. He blasts off, charging at Akira with full speed… …His arm extended out… …Ready to take Akira's head off… ……… *SMACK* …But Spike doesn't get a chance to hit the lariat, as Akira bursts forward with a quick-as-lightning roundhouse kick to the gut, that echoes throughout Tiger Stadium! "WHAT A KICK!" shouts Annie. Jenkins doubles over, coughing as he tries to get oxygen back into his lungs. Akira now has his back to Jenkins, points into the crowd and up into the air, posing for the Louisiana fans! Mr. Kobe applauds his client as the crowd cheers on The Divine Wind! "AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA!" Ready to take off into the ropes, Akira gets ready to sprint… …Only to be knocked to the ground by a HEY-YOU-DON'T-YOU-GOD-DAMN-TURN-YOUR-BACK-ON-ME-LARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIATTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-TO-THE-BACK-OF-THE-NECK!!!!! "LARIAT!!!" "BEEEEEEEEEEP!" Akira crumples to the mat, following behind by Jenkins. Both the Champion and the Challenger lie on the mat, exhausted from the battle with the other. Referee Harry checks on both competitors, realizing what he has to do. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! "The referee is going to count both men out!" cries Annie. "And disqualify both men? And send the crowd home in an uproar? I'm all for it!" laughs King. FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! "AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA!" Spike is the first of the two men to show movement, as he pushes himself up and crawls over to Akira, placing both of his arms over the chest of the champion! "It's all over after the lariat!" ONE! TWO! THRE---NO! AKIRA GETS A SHOULDER UP! AND THE CROWD GOES NUTS! "AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA!" "Akira kicked out of the lariat to the back of the head," says Annie, "His neck must be stiffing up on him now!" Spike rolls off of Akira, still having trouble breathing after the massive kick to the gut. Kaibatsu also rolls over, holding the back of his head as he turns onto his stomach and lifts himself up onto his hands and knees. Spike, seeing the perfect opportunity to continue with his strategy, crawls over to Akira once again, this time, locking his hands around the neck for another cravate! "Again with the cravats!" "Well, if it isn't broke, why fix it?" asks Annie. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" Ghost Machine Version 2.0 slaps Annie in the back of the head. "OUCH! YOU GOD DAMN ROBOT!" "Well, that was random," says King. Spike wrenches at the neck, continually twisting it into shambles. Akira fights up to his feet, with Spike following right behind him, refusing to let go of the hold. Akira pulls back and slams his elbow into the gut of Jenkins once again! Spike, still feeling the effects of the kick to the gut before, releases the hold and doubles over. Both men exhausted, Akira is the first to move as he grabs Spike by the wrist and Irish whips him across the ring into the ropes. Spike hits the ropes and bounces back…into a dropkick by the champion! Spike crashes to the mat, as does Akira. Spike immediately rolls over to the ropes, holding his jaw as he makes it to the bottom rope. Akira uses his arms to push himself up and both men begin to climb to their feet! "Both men are up to their feet," cries Annie, "It looks like we are about to have a face off!" As Annie said, both Akira and Spike make it to their feet at the same time. Spike, still dazed off the dropkick, doesn't want to lose his advantage in the match. He charges at Akira, ready to strike… …But Akira grabs him by the arm and brings him back down to the mat with a Fujiwara Armbar! "Fujiwara Armbar!" "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! DANGER WILL ROBINSON! DANGER!" "………" Spike hits the mat with a thud, as Akira attacks the arm like a wounded animal. Tearing back at the shoulder, Jenkins screams in pain as he tries to move himself over towards the ropes. Mr. Kobe stands outside the ring, slamming his hand against the ring apron. Referee Harry jumps into position, asking Spike if he gives up! Spike just yells out in pain, using his free arm to rotate his body over to the ropes! "Akira is trying to rip Spike's arm off!" shouts Annie. "Then use it to smack Spike around, ha!" Akira keeps pulling back on it, literally trying to rip it off. Spike rotates his body towards the ropes…reaches back with both of his feet… …And gets a foot on top of the bottom rope! Referee Harry calls for Akira to break the hold, who immediately does. He smacks the mat in frustration, as Spike rolls towards the ropes and onto the ring apron. "Akira almost got the submission with the fujiwara armbar! Spike Jenkins just barely got to the ropes!" Akira struggles up to his feet, but lets loose a war cry as he catches his third wind of the match. He is the Divine Wind, after all. Akira walks over towards where Spike lies on the apron, pulls him back into the ring and lifts him up to his feet. Jenkins holds onto his now damaged shoulder as Akira backs him up into the ropes, grabbing him by the wrist of the bad arm and Irish whipping him across the ring…except Spike stops in mid-motion, holding onto the hand of Kaibatsu. Before Akira can do anything, Spike pulls him into a knee to the gut. Using his left arm, the arm that wasn't locked in the fujiwara armbar, he grabs Akira in a front face lock and drops backwards, driving the Cruiserweight Champion head first into the mat with a DDT! Akira's body ricochets off the mat and he lands in a heap. Spike quickly turns over, still holding his shoulder, but covers Kaibatsu to the mat! ONE! TWO! THRE---NO! AKIRA GETS A SHOULDER UP! "Akira kicks out of the DDT! The youngster is all heart, let me tell you!" "Yeah, but soon enough, he'll be all heart with no neck." "BEEP BOOP BOP BOP BEEP!" "You tell her, Ghost Machine!" Spike rises to his knees, grimacing as he holds his right shoulder. He grabs Akira by the back of the head and lifts him into a sitting position. Grabbing Akira's right wrist with his left hand and the left wrist with his right hand, Spike forms an X over Akira's throat with his own arms and pulls back, trying to choke out the Divine Wind! "A Japanese stranglehold on the Cruiserweight Champion! Spike has his knee right in the spine, putting pressure on the back, the neck, and the throat!" "He has the Japanese kid in a Japanese stranglehold? How ironic?" "Like when it rains on your wedding day?" adds Ghost Machine. Suicide King eyes the half-man/half-robot/half-cyborg…wait, that's three halves… "A big Alanis Morissette fan, I see," says Annie, "So am I." "Well, I didn't see that one coming." Spike pulls back on the stranglehold, but Akira isn't just going to sit there and take it. After about twenty seconds of suffering in the hold, Akira pulls his left arm away from Spike's weaker right arm. To make up for the loss of one arm, Spike uses both of his to choke Akira with his right arm. Having his left arm free gives Kaibatsu the ability to push himself up to his feet, which Spike follows right behind, not letting go of the half Japanese stranglehold. Mr. Kobe shouts at Akira from outside of the ring as the Cruiserweight Champion gets to his feet. Now on his own two feet and having more balance than a graceful cat, Akira slips under his own arm and breaks away from the hold. Still holding onto the right wrist, though, Spike tries to not let Akira follow up. He pulls Kaibatsu towards him, looking for a clothesline…but Akira ducks underneath. As he ducks underneath of Jenkins, he is able to free his captured hand and is now in the motion of charging towards the ropes. He leaps up, jumping onto the middle rope and springboarding back… …Just as Jenkins turns around… …And connects with a springboard gamenguri!!! "A springboard gamenguri! A kick to the face of Jenkins! The challenger is in trouble!" Jenkins crashed to the mat, dazed from the kick to the head. Akira lands on the mat on all fours. He grabs at his neck, but doesn't want to miss the opportunity and quickly crawls over and covers Spike! ONE! TWO! THREE---NO! SPIKE GETS A SHOULDER UP! Spike pushes Akira off of him and quickly rolls over onto his stomach, slamming his feet into the mat. Akira rolls over onto his stomach and pushes himself up to his feet, feeling the energy of the crowd flow through him. "AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA!" "The crowd is clearly behind Akira Kaibatsu, not taking a liking to Spike Jenkins recent actions with Zyon or his tactics in the match so far with Akira!" "Or the fact that he lost to Ghost Machine here." "BOOP BOOP!" Ghost Machine says robotically, before breaking out into a mini-robot dance. Akira gets to his feet, balling his hands up into fists and waving them around. Spike Jenkins climbs to his feet as well, still clutching his face. Akira moves in on the challenger… *CRACK* *CRACK* *CRACK* …And connects with three forearm shots to the face~! Spike stumbles back as Akira backs up a foot, slapping his elbow as he spins around, looking to connect with Spike's jaw with a roaring elbow! ……… …But as he spins around, Spike steps forward and grabs another cravate! "Ha ha! He stopped Akira dead in his tracks with ANOTHER cravate," laughs King, "I really am starting to like that move!" But Akira has had enough of the cravats. He grabs Spike's right arm and with all his strength, breaks the cravate! "Akira broke the cravate by going after Spike's weak arm! That must be why he went for the arm! He realized Spike's strategy and is trying to stop him from using it!" says the intelligent Annie Eclectic. Akira spins out of Spike's grasp and to his opponent's side. He grabs Spike's left arm and hooks Spike up for a Russian Legsweep…but instead, rolls forward! He pulls Spike forward to the mat, locking both of his legs around Spike's left leg! Spike turns over onto his stomach, not sure of where to go, but soon realizes he is in the same move that Akira used to beat his tag team partner in Team SpYon for the Cruiserweight Title… "CROSS KNEELOCK! "BUUUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!" Spike knows where he is and what is capable of happening. He digs his fingernails into the mat as he claws his way towards the ropes. He has only used one rope break in the match so far. He is going to have to use the second to get out of this hold… …But Akira plans on making him work for it! Knowing Ghost Machine went after the legs of Jenkins in their match, he sandbags himself to the mat, forcing Spike to carry not only himself but also the Cruiserweight Champion towards the ropes! Spike scrapes towards the ropes, trying to hold on for dear life. Sure, his legs are bothering him, but he only tapped out quickly to Ghost Machine because he didn't want to be caught in the exact predicament that he is in now. Spike holds his hand out, reaching for the bottom rope as Akira tries to pull his leg out. Just inches away, Spike literally dives for the ropes… …AND MISSES! …But his hand ends up underneath the rope, which technically is a rope break! Referee Harry calls for Akira to break the hold, which he does. "Spike Jenkins has used his second rope break. He is now down one rope break to Akira Kaibatsu's two!" booms Funyon. Akira rolls backwards onto his feet and stands up. Spike uses the bottom rope to pull himself towards the outside of the ring, but Akira grabs him by the ankle and pulls him into the center! "Akira looks ready to finish Spike off!" He grabs Spike by his long hair and pulls him up onto his feet, quickly kneeing Jenkins in the gut to double him over. Grabbing a front face lock, Akira uses his thumb to cut across his throat, signaling for the Brainbuster! "How is Akira going to hit the brainbuster with a bad neck?" asks King. "ZZZZZZZZAP!" "I don't know if this is a smart move, but if he hits it, it may be the end of this Pure Rules match!" Akira hooks Spike up for a suplex and lifts the Hollywood Superstar up into the air for the Brainbuster! …But Akira's neck quickly gives out and Jenkins falls to his feet behind the Divine Wind. Collapsing to one knee, Spike instantly grabs Akira with a rear waistlock, pulls himself up to a full stance and lifts the Cruiserweight Champion up into the air… …AND DROPS HIM ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD WITH A BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX! "DANGEROUSSSSSAHHHHHHH!" shouts Ghost Machine Version 2.0. The crowd groans in unison as Spike holds onto a bridge for dear life, hoping his leg won't give out from under him…like it did when he first won the Cruiserweight Title from Austin Sly. ONE!!!!! TWO!!!! THREE!!!! NO!!! AKIRA KICKS OUT! "Akira kicks out of that HUGE suplex, just saving his title reign by half a second!" Akira kicks out, rolling backwards and onto his stomach…but Spike is not going to let it end there. He quickly floats over, tying up Akira's arm behind his neck; he locks his fingers around the face of the champion and pulls back with the modified Crossface! "Strong Island Stretch! Spike has been working on Akira's neck the whole match and now has him locked in the Strong Island Stretch!" shouts Annie. "But he is near the ropes! Damn it, Spike! You've been a ring general all night with staying near the ropes when Akira hits his big moves and now you put him in a submission NEAR the ropes?" "Spike is just trying to do anything to put Akira away, and besides, Akira will have to use a rope break!" Akira shrieks in agony, as he now begins to claw towards the ropes. Shifting his body around, his feet just barely reach the ropes…not quite, but he is able to graze them. Akira uses his free hand to tear at Spike's…and he is able to break the grip Spike has by tearing at the bad arm of Jenkins! But Spike refuses to break the hold and with his good arm that is still gripping the Champions mask, he sticks his fingers through the slit in Akira's mask and fishhooks the Divine Wind! "Fishhooks are illegal, damn it!" cries Annie. Akira, now in even more pain, pushes himself back, getting his foot on the bottom rope and forcing Spike to break the hold! Spike releases the hold and crawls away, grabbing at his arm. "Both Akira Kaibatsu and Spike Jenkins have one rope break apiece!" booms Funyon. "Both men are throwing everything they have at the other! Spike Jenkins is going to limitless bounds to walk out of here the Cruiserweight Champion!" Spike forces himself to his feet, trying to work the kinks out of his shoulder. He limps over towards Akira, who also begins to show weakness as he clutches the back of his neck. Spike grabs him by his mask and pulls him up to his feet… …But Akira has a burst of energy and pushes Spike backwards… …Spins around… …AND FINALLY CONNECTS WITH THE ROARING ELBOW! "Roaring Elbow by the Champion!" Spike, stunned by the blow, stumbles back. Before he can fall to the mat, Akira grabs him in a ¾ headlock and turn towards the corner. "Akira is going for The Divine Wind! If he hits this, the match will be over for sure!" Akira, with Spike locked behind him, charges towards the ropes…but before they make it a quarter of the way, Spike pushes Akira off of him and into the corner… …But Akira leaps up onto the middle ropes! The crowd awes at the momentum and cat-like reflexes of the Champion as he springboards back towards Jenkins… …Who is waiting for him and catches him underneath the jaw with a European Uppercut!! "European Uppercut, catching Akira coming off the middle rope!" shouts Annie. Akira, stunned by the strike, stumbles back, but is quickly pulled into a front face lock. Spike yells out for the Brainbuster, planning to hit his and finish Akira for good! "Spike is going for his own brainbuster," says King, "Maybe he'll have better luck than Akira!" Spike hooks Akira for a suplex, lifting him straight into the air…but Akira moves his body around and falls behind Jenkins, landing on his feet. Startled, Spike goes to turn around, but Akira cuts him off…but chopping down on Spike's injured right arm! Spike yelps in pain, as Akira steps in front of him, grabs him in a ¾ headlock, charges towards the ropes, springboards off the top rope and flips in mid-air… …DRIVING SPIKE JENKINS INTO THE MAT WITH THE DIVINE WIND! "AKIRA HIT THE DIVINE WIND! IT'S ALL OVER!" shouts Annie in excitement! The crowd buzzes as Akira floats over into a lateral press, hooking the leg for the cover! ONE!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREE!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! SPIKE JENKINS GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!!!! HE USES HIS LAST ROPE BREAK TO KICK OUT OF THE DIVINE WIND! "Spike grabbed the bottom rope?" questions King whose mouth just hit the ground, "I…WOW!" "BEEP? BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEP?" "I don't know how he did it, but Spike Jenkins is still in this thing!" Akira sits up, looking at the referee and questions the call. Spike crawls towards the ropes. Akira gets to his feet, grabs Spike by the ankle and tries to pull him towards the center of the ring…but Spike refuses to let go of the bottom rope! "He is holding onto it for dear life!" "He better! He just used his last rope break!" Akira is finally able to pull Spike off of the ropes and drags him into the center of the ring. He grabs Jenkins by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. With Spike nearly out on his feet, Akira grabs the right arm and tries to bring Spike down with another Fujiwara! Spike tries to push Kaibatsu off, but Akira refuses to let go. Both men doubled over, they fight for control of the armbar. "If Akira gets Spike in the fujiwara again, this match will be over! Spike has no more rope breaks and will be locked in the center of the ring!" "Spike has been using his ring awareness and his knowledge of pure rules to dominate this match…there has to be something he can do!" And there is! Instead of falling onto his face, Spike rolls forward onto his back. Still holding onto Akira's arm, he twists his body around underneath the standing champion. Finally in position, Spike lifts his legs into the air, locking them around Akira's arm and bringing him to the mat with an arm scissors! "What the…" Not sure of what to do, Akira tries to pull away towards the ropes, but he gets caught in the one thing Spike has been catching him with all night… …A cravate! "HANGMAN'S CLUTCH! THE CRAVATE WITH THE ARMBAR!" "ANOTHER cravate?" "ZOOOOM?" Akira now realizes he is in trouble as Spike pulls back on the neck. He tries to struggle to get to the ropes, but with his arm trapped underneath both his and Jenkins' body weight, he doesn't have the option of moving around much. His neck is already on the verge of snapping… And he knows his opponent won't stop until it does snap… *TAP TAP TAP* "SPIKE JENKINS HAS WON HIS THIRD CRUISERWEIGHT TITLE!" *DING DING DING* Spike releases the hold and rolls over onto his stomach. Referee Harry retrieves the Cruiserweight title and brings it back to the NEW Champion as "Black Label" starts up. "HERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW SWF WORLD CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION………SPIIIIIIIIKE JEEEEEENKINNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!" Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
