Zack Malibu vs. James Blonde vs. Faqu

[Zack Malibu 0]

COLE

Up next fans we have a tremendous contest in store for you...a Three Way Dance, for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship.

 

CABOOSE

Not only is it a title match, Cole, but it's a chance for Zack Malibu, James Blonde, and Faqu to work out their current frustrations. Blonde and Faqu have been two of the most outspoken OAOAST stars as it pertains to Malibu's alignment with the Wildcards, while Malibu continuously warns his friends that he has things under control.

 

COACH

Oh yeah, TOTAL control.

 

COLE

I've got to agree with Coach here...if he considers what's gone on lately to be "under control", then he must have them on a longer leash than we thought, because The Wildcards...under the guise of aiding Zack Malibu in his war with the Hooligans, have dismantled everyone they've touched in brutal fashion!

 

CABOOSE

Not to mention it's rubbed off on Zack, as it was he and he alone that sliced Jamie O'Hara open right in front of us several weeks ago. Malibu is not the same man he's always been lately, and in my opinion, it is not for the better.

 

The commentators then throw it up to Michael Buffer, who is in the ring ready to do his thing.

 

DING DING DING!

 

BUFFER

Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest, is the THREE WAY DANCE for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship! Keep in mind that HI-YAH rules are in effect, and that countouts will only happen if a participant cannot make it into the ring by the count of 20. The match will be contested until two men are eliminated, and only one remains.

 

"My Own Summer" hits, and the fans are drawn to their feet, excited about the upcoming contest. In a shock, the two competitors that are normally a tag team still enter the arena together, standing at the top of the ramp for a moment before heading to the ring.

 

BUFFER

Introducing the first two participants...first from Dallas, TX, weighing in tonight at two hundred, thirty four pounds, JAAAAAAAAAAAMES BLONDE! Participant number two, hailing from Honolulu, HI, weighing in tonight at two hundred and ninety two pounds, FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAQUUUU!

 

Once they hit the ring, each man goes to a seperate corner, with Blonde climbing the ropes and working the crowd, while Faqu cracks his neck and warms up.

 

CABOOSE

They entered as friends, but that friendship is out the window once the bell sounds!

 

The two men who normally would be fighting their way up the tag ranks come to center ring and engage in a staredown. Both men know what they have to do if they want to win tonight, and those feelings are cemented with a handshake, showing that no matter what happens, there's mutual respect involved.

 

"Getting Away With Murder" replaces their theme song, and once again the crowd comes alive, as the OAOAST's most controversial superstar appears on the entrance ramp, standing still as his fireworks shower him with sparks.

 

BUFFER

The third and final participant, is the HI-YAH HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...from Providence, RI, weighing in tonight at two hundred pounds, this is ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK MAAAAAAAALIBUUUUUUUUUUU!

 

The man dubbed the "Modern Day Warrior" by the Japanese press heads down the rampway, looking towards the ring at the two men who await him. The crowd cheers Malibu on as he steps into the ring and blows past both Blonde and Faqu, throwing his hood back and raising his HI-YAH Championship high into the air! He turns, and he's met with glares from both Blonde and Faqu, who seem all too ready to release their aggrivation with Malibu onto him.

 

COLE

There's a lot of combustible elements here, and Malibu has the most to lose from it all.

 

Zack takes off his ring jacket and hands the belt over to the referee, who raises the belt up one last time before handing it over to Buffer. Everybody backs off as he does so, not letting the tense feelings get the better of them until the bell officially sounds.

 

DING DING DING!

 

The bell sounds, and the crowd sits back and watches on as the three men in the ring set out in their quest to capture, or successfully defend, the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship. Malibu comes forward as Blonde and Faqu step out of their corners, both staring a hole through a man who is typically their ally.

 

COLE

You can feel the tension that's been mounting over the past month or so. It's in the air here tonight, and it's apparent in the ring right now!

 

Malibu eyes both Blonde and Faqu, then takes a small step back, waving both of them on. Faqu and Blonde spread out and start to circle, and Faqu strikes first with a hard kick to the upper thigh. Blonde then strikes with a hard chop across the chest, and as Malibu reels from that, Faqu hits another kick, leaving him prone to another chop from Blonde! James then runs to the ropes, while Faqu seizes an opening and snares Malibu in a side headlock, then kicks Blonde in the ribs on his rebound! Faqu snares him in a side headlock as well!

 

CABOOSE

He's got them both trapped!

 

The fans applaud, but it's short lived, as Malibu and Blonde both push off, sending Faqu to the ropes...only to have him blast them both with a huge double clothesline on the rebound!

 

COLE

And now he's downed them both!

 

Faqu moves for Malibu first, making Malibu's rise to his feet easier by yanking him up, and then making his life tougher by firing off another hard chop. Faqu fires off again, and it looks like his focus is directed more at Malibu despite this not being a handicap match. He sets Zack up for a suplex and lifts, but Malibu floats over. Before he can counter, however, Blonde spins him around and snaps him over with a suplex, the way his partner intended! Blonde gets up, but now he's spun around by Faqu, and snapped to the mat as well courtesy of a suplex from the Samoan superstar!

 

COACH

Gotta give 'em props for goin' at each other I guess.

 

CABOOSE

Brush up on your history, Coachman. When those two first came here, as a team no less, they couldn't STAND each other, but realized that for the greater good they worked well with one another. Now tonight, they've got to revert to that and are more than willing to do so for the chance to cement themselves as true superstars.

 

COLE

It's a step backwards tonight though...some are saying it's valiant of Malibu to put the belt on the line in a three way dance, others are saying it's some type of strategy, as if he's purposely trying to plant seeds of dissension between Faqu and Blonde!

 

The big man makes his next move, picking his partner up and sending him to the ropes. He catches him on the rebound and presses him up over his head, but as he holds Blonde in the air Malibu gets up and delivers a snap roundhouse kick to the ribcage, keeling Faqu over! Blonde slips free of his grip and lands behind him, then clubs him across the back of the head with a forearm before spinning him around and whipping him to the corner. Blonde charges in and smashes into his friend-slash-opponent with a hard corner clothesline, then turns around and charges Malibu...but gets hiptossed in the process! Malibu then turns and charges Faqu, but the big man puts a foot up...and Zack catches it! He throws the leg down and starts peppering Faqu with forearm shots before pulling him out of the corner...but he backs right up into a schoolboy from James Blonde!

 

COLE

Zack didn't see him!

 

ONE!

 

TW-NO!

 

CABOOSE

Good play by Blonde there, seeing that Zack was distracted and using it to try and eliminate the champion first!

 

Malibu doesn't bother to get right back up, instead shooting for Blonde's legs and taking him down to the mat! With his rival down, Malibu goes into the mount, and starts firing off elbow strikes as Blonde tries to cover up from them...and then Faqu blisters Zack's back with a hard soccer kick! He pulls Malibu up off Blonde and hurls him to the canvas with a release waistlock takedown!

 

COACH

Haha, damn! Stuff like that might actually get me rooting for this homey here!

 

Faqu stalks Zack, grabbing him by the head as Malibu rises from the canvas...but Zack reacts fast with a jawbreaker, then hits the ropes, only for Faqu to tuck his head and elevate Zack over with a back bodydrop...that Zack SOMEHOW turns into a RANA ON JAMES BLONDE~!

 

CABOOSE

GREAT MOVE!

 

The crowd goes wild as Blonde rolls across the canvas, and Zack gets up, right in the path of a charging Samoan...but the Preppy One sidesteps it and takes Faqu by the head, hurling him to the floor through the ropes!

 

COLE

Malibu looking to follow up here by seperating his two opponents from each other...

 

Zack steps through the ropes and onto the apron, eyeing Faqu as he positions himself. Malibu races across the apron, with Faqu in perfect position to get struck with an Apron Run Diving Clothesline...but Blonde recovers and runs along the ropes inside the ring, cracking Zack with a lariat that sees him take a flip bump off the apron and splat on the floor!

 

COACH

Haha, Malibu's looking to put his teeth back in his mouth after falling that hard!

 

Oooh's and aaah's come up from the crowd as Malibu lays flat on the floor, only to be pulled to his feet by Faqu and then sent careening into the guardrail! Malibu slams against the metal barriers the hard way, while Blonde propels himself over the ropes with a pescado onto Faqu...that gets caught! The Samoan Tsunami then drops Blonde on the floor with a hard slam, then turns around to see Malibu race from the guardrail across ringside, spring off the steps, and nail him with a spinning wheel kick~!

 

COLE

What a comeback by Malibu! He got some nice elevation by using the ring steps, and now both of his opponents are down at ringside!

 

Malibu pulls the big man up first, and rolls him back into the ring. He hops up on the apron and waits on him, preparing for a springboard move...but before he can bounce off his feet, Blonde grabs his ankle and pulls him to the floor! He doubles Zack over with a kick and hoists him up for a powerbomb, but Malibu floats through and lands on his feet in front of his foe, striking with a hard slap to the face! Blonde cocks his arm back and responds with the same move, and neither man sees Faqu in the ring hitting the far ropes, only noticing him when he dives through the ropes with a dive that nails them both!

 

COACH

FLY FATASS, FLY~!

 

CABOOSE

Doesn't that get...old?

 

COACH

Never.

 

"LET'S GO FAH-QU!"

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"LET'S GO FAH-QU!"

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"LET'S GO FAH-QU!"

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COLE

Listen to the fans here tonight at School's Out, obviously impressed with the Samoan Tsunami's daredevil dive!

 

Faqu is the first one up, and Malibu's the first one he goes for, rolling the reigning champion back into the ring. Faqu then walks across the apron and climbs the ropes, drawing a pop from the crowd as they expect more high flying from the agile giant. Faqu gets up to the top, but Blonde jumps up on the apron and pushes his legs off-balance, crotching him on the top rope!

 

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!"

 

With Malibu still down inside the ring, Blonde climbs up the ropes, then stands on the shoulders of his aching partner/opponent, using him as a launchpad as he drops on Malibu with a flying elbowdrop! He hooks a leg and covers...

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

...but Faqu breaks it up by hitting his OWN flying elbowdrop, hitting Blonde right in the back of the head!

 

COLE

These two came into this match knowing this is what they were going to have to do, and they're doing it!

 

Blonde gets up, holding the back of his head, and walks right into Faqu, who carries him over with a Northern Lights suplex!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

KICKOUT!

 

Faqu recovers quickly from the kickout, rolling to his feet and taking Blonde with him before dropping down with his arms around James' waist and pushing him back into the corner. He drives his shoulder into Blonde's ribcage multiple times, then backs up...but before he can react, he's chopped across the back by Malibu, who then swings him around and sends him into the opposite corner, and follows up with a running corner YAKUZA KICK~! that nearly knocks several teeth out of Faqu's mouth and into the front row! Malibu then races across the ring and hits a corner splash on Blonde, then climbs up on the second rope and starts dropping punch after punch into his forehead!

 

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TEN!

 

The crowd roars as Malibu finishes the assault, and then purposely falls back to the canvas, monkey flipping Blonde overhead...AND HE'S CAUGHT IN THE AIR BY FAQU, WHO POWERBOMBS HIM DOWN TO THE CANVAS~! Faqu pushes down on Blonde's legs, keeping them pinned down as much as his shoulders are, as the referee counts!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

NO!

 

Blonde kicks Faqu off, sending the big man backwards...right into a quick German Suplex by Zack Malibu!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

KICKOUT!

 

COLE

So close, for BOTH of those men! We nearly had two different eliminations within a thirty second timeframe!

 

CABOOSE

Hit fast, hit hard, Cole. That's the way these guys are gonna go tonight.

 

Faqu rolls off to the side, and so when Malibu gets up he puts his focus on Blonde. He charges and snares Blonde by the head, kicking off the canvas and swinging around in an effort to spike Blonde with a swinging DDT...but Blonde pushes him off at the last second, and sends Malibu bouncing off the ropes! James tries for a lariat on the rebound, but Zack hooks the arm and swings around to the back of Blonde, trapping him in a full nelson! He pushes down on the neck, trying to force Blonde to his knees...but suddenly Faqu comes and traps Malibu in a rear waistlock, then hoists him over...GERMAN SUPLEXING MALIBU AT THE SAME TIME MALIBU BRINGS BLONDE OVER WITH A DRAGON SUPLEX~!~!

 

COACH

DAMN DAMN DAYUM~!

 

COLE

Count ref, count!

 

CABOOSE

Count WHO!? Two men have their shoulders down!

 

Both Malibu and Blonde's shoulders are technically down, and Nick Patrick counts, probably not knowing himself who he's counting out!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

KICKOUT...by everyone!

 

Nobody is pinned, but the results of the double suplex are obvious, as Blonde lays face down with a hand rubbing his neck, and Malibu using the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. He's spun around by the Samoan Tsnuami, who traps his arms in a butterfly lock and then hit repeated knees that catch Zack in the face, knocking him for a loop before he's carried over with a butterfly suplex! Faqu rolls to his feet and hits the ropes, and comes off with a big splash onto Malibu, keeping that weight on top of him for another pinning effort!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

KICKOUT!

 

COLE

Zack rolled a shoulder just in time there!

 

CABOOSE

Time's running out though, Cole, because sooner or later, these guys are going to exert themselves too much, and when that happens, the slightest opening will lead to defeat.

 

Faqu drags Zack to his feet again, but Malibu knocks his arm away this time, and fires off hard slaps, lefts and rights, that just don't stop! He keeps going and going, knocking his challenger across the face multiple times, then takes him by the head and rocks him with a European uppercut before sending him to the ropes...but when Faqu rebounds, Blonde rushes behind Malibu, sweeping his legs out from under him at the same time Faqu rebounds with a spinning wheel kick to the champion!

 

COACH

They just folded him up like my poker table!

 

Malibu rolls away, out to the floor to avoid falling prey to another pin attempt. As he licks his wounds, Faqu and Blonde go at each other once again, trading hard chops with each other until Faqu breaks the monotony by striking his partner with a kick to the leg! He fires off another one, but this time Blonde is ready for it, and snaps Faqu over with a dragon screw, then tries to tie up the legs...but gets kicked away! Faqu rolls to his feet and charges Blonde, but James uses his own momentum against him, pulling him facefirst to the canvas with a downward spiral! Blonde runs to the ropes, but Malibu is up on the apron and shoots a shoulder through, then slingshots over the ropes and spikes him with a DDT!

 

COLE

That's one way to make an effective entrance!

 

Malibu gets up, and seeing Faqu trying to recover, fires off some hard jabs to stun him, then goes for a high roundhouse kick...but Faqu ducks! He grabs Zack by the waist and then clubs him across the back with forearms before lifting him up...but Malibu floats through and pushes Faqu to the ropes, yanking him back into a rollup! He sits on Faqu's legs as he squirms to break free, while Blonde comes up and takes a swing at Zack, which is dodged...AND THEN HE GERMAN SUPLEXES JAMES BLONDE WHILE STILL KEEPING FAQU ROLLED UP!

 

COLE

COUNT!

 

CABOOSE

Count WHO!?

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

DOUBLE KICKOUT!

 

The audience ROARS at the efforts of the three men thus far, as they're seeing action that is keeping them on the edge of their seat...and no one has even been eliminated yet!

 

COLE

These three...between the disagreements lately, the focus Malibu has always had, the determination of Blonde and Faqu...this is a hard-hitting classic, and I don't think anyone in the arena tonight will disagree with me!

 

CABOOSE

It certainly appears that whoever walks out of this match the victor will well deserve it, and that has extra meaning for either of the challengers, who could become a champion AND produce a memorable matchup!

 

Malibu and Faqu, with the least damage done to them after that last sequence, are the first to their feet. Malibu goes for Faqu, but gets a shoulder in his ribcage, then rocked with a hard kneelift. Faqu then opens fire with hard slaps and body blows, then pushes Malibu backwards, slamming him into the corner! He brings his knee up twice while Malibu is trapped, striking him in the ribs, and then backs away. He then charges in, but Zack gets a boot up and sends him staggering back, but when Malibu leaps off with a crossbody it's caught, and he's drilled into the canvas with a front falling powerslam! Faqu then steps over him and climbs the ropes, his back to the ring. He looks out to the fans who cheer on his every step, until he's finally at the top, and from there the big man MOONSAULTS back into the ring, right down onto Zac...NO! MALIBU ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!

 

COACH

Lucky bastard moved!

 

Before Zack can get up, Blonde charges over, hopping over Faqu who rests on all fours, and cradles him with an Oklahoma Roll!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

NO!

 

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah!"

 

The crowd is ecstatic that Faqu has escaped defeat once again, but Blonde simply gets up and drags him by the arm to center ring, then pulls back on one arm, trapping it with his own arms, while trapping the other arm with his legs!

 

COLE

Could we see a submission here!?

 

Malibu, weary yet still full of fight, gets up in the corner, and see what's going on, so he comes forward and sits on Faqu's lower back, pulling back on both of his legs with a Boston Crab while Blonde works the arms, and together both champion and challenger are trying to get the biggest man in the match to submit!

 

COACH

He looks like a giant island pretzel!

 

The crowd chants wildly, a mixed reaction as all three stars in this match have their share of fans. Faqu grunts and groans, but refuses to give up whenever Patrick leans in to ask. Malibu knows that he's not about to willingly give up, so he breaks the crab and then runs to the ropes, coming off with a hard soccer kick right to the exposed face of Blonde! James rolls across Faqu's body, the hold having been broken by Malibu's strike. Zack goes and picks him up off the mat and whips him across the ring to the corner, then pulls Faqu up and uses him to squash his partner, sending him into the same corner, sandwiching Blonde! Zack then charges and hits a leaping corner splash, and as he backs up both Faqu and Blonde stumble out of the corner and fall down in exhaustion! Zack moves in on Faqu first, going for the cover...

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THR...NO!

 

...but he kicks out! Rather than act frustrated, he simply turns around and covers Blonde now, who was on the worst end of his latest tactics!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THRE...NO!

 

COLE

And AGAIN, both men kick out of some severe punishment!

 

Malibu gets up and NOW he appears angry, as both his rivals are down, but not down enough to accept defeat! He picks Blonde up and shoots him to the ropes, but Blonde hangs on, drawing Zack towards him...and then hits a drop toehold that drops Zack's neck on the middle rope! Blonde grabs the top rope and slingshots himself over, but when he tries to drop a leg across the back of Zack's head, Zack pulls it back, and James smashes his tailbone on the apron before falling to the floor! Malibu gets up from the escape, but turns to a charging bull, as Faqu races towards him and delivers a spear that sends both through the ropes and out to the floor!

 

COLE

It's spilled out in front of us! All three men in this HI-YAH Championship matchup are down!

 

Patrick begins the count, and the three competitors must be thanking their lucky stars that HI-YAH Title matches have 20 counts, because there is no way any of them would be up in time to break a ten count. Each man lay on the ringside floor, buying as much time as they can to recuperate before getting up and doing it all over again.

 

"LET'S GO FAH-QU!"

 

"LET'S GO ZACK!"

 

"LET'S GO BLOOOONDE!"

 

The chants repeat, and carry on as once again, it's a race to see who can get to their feet first. By the count of 11, Blonde is up, with Faqu also stirring. Malibu is the worst off, having landed on the floor with the weight of Faqu on top of him, and he's soaking up this "rest period" for all it's worth. As Faqu rises, Blonde takes his head and slams into into the commentators table, causing Triple C to jump back in shock!

 

COLE

Hey! C'mon, there's more broadcast to go! We need this table!

 

Blonde follows up with a Russian Legsweep, or at least tries to, as Faqu elbows his way out of it, then takes Blonde by the head and slams it into the ring apron! He pushes Blonde up and into the ring under the bottom rope. Faqu prepares to slingshot himself over the ropes, but before he can, Malibu yanks him down to the floor once again, and opens up on him with right hands! He takes Faqu by the arm and tries to send him to the guardrail, but Faqu counters, and instead pulls Malibu towards him, tossing him overhead with a release belly to belly suplex!

 

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooh!"

 

Malibu lands with a sick thud on the ground, but his actions gave Blonde enough time to recover, as he connects with a baseball slide that sends Faqu stumbling backwards into the broadcast table, and leaving him prone for a twisting bodypress from off the top rope~!

 

COLE

They were up, and now they're down again, and we're right back where we were not more than two minutes ago!

 

The crowd, split in their choices for who they want to win, start chanting heavily again, although it's a powerful chant that has the crowd split for an entirely different reason...

 

"OAO-

-AST!"

 

"OAO-

-AST!"

 

"OAO-

-AST!"

 

CABOOSE

Listen to these fans, to their reaction...this crowd is impressed, and I can't say I blame them!

 

COACH

Stupid people...this ain't even an OAOAST Title match, it's a HI-YAH one!

 

Blonde gets up and stands over Faqu, not noticing Malibu inching towards him. Zack swings Blonde around but James acts on instinct, and nails Zack with a hard discus lariat! Malibu goes down in a flash, and now Blonde returns to his partner, helping him up and then shoving him back into the ring. James follows suit, getting into the ring and pulling Faqu up to a vertical base, then hitting the ropes and cracking him with a hard lariat...but it only staggers him! Furious, Blonde races to the far ropes, comes and bounces off the near side, and NAILS his partner again, cracking him across the upper body with another hard lariat that takes him down! Blonde covers, hoping that this will bring him one step closer to his first singles title.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THR...KICKOUT!

 

COLE

Faqu kicks out of TWO running lariats, a staple of James Blonde's offense, and Blonde is now beside himself!

 

Blonde is shocked, running his hands over his hair as the cameras close in on the exhausted Samoan, trying to roll himself away. Blonde gets up, grabbing Faqu by the head and stands him up as well, leaving him wide open for two hard chops. He takes Faqu by the arm, wrenching it before dropping an elbow on the bicep. Faqu favors the arm, so Blonde takes him by the head and runs him towards the corner...but Faqu shoves him away, sending Blonde running by himself towards the turnbuckles! He manages to stop his momentum, grabbing the ropes and kicking upward over Faqu's following charge...but Faqu stands and catches James on his shoulders, then turns to the open area of the squared circle and drops his partner RIGHT ON HIS HEAD with a Death Valley Driver!

 

COACH

YO~!

 

Blonde goes limp, as Faqu drapes an arm over his upper body, too tired to do anything else right now. Patrick dives for the canvas, and here we have another pinfall attempt made by the pinned party's own partner.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THREE!

 

DING DING DING!

 

COLE

He's out! Faqu has just eliminated his own tag team partner James Blonde from this contest!

 

CABOOSE

Faqu stated that if he had to go through James Blonde to capture the HI-YAH Championship, he would, and he has!

 

The fans clap for two reasons...out of respect for James Blonde, and for the fact that Faqu, a crowd favorite, is now one step closer to holding the title he covets! He rolls off of Blonde and stands up, allowing his partner the space to roll out of the ring and be helped to the back by referee Charles Robinson, who has come down to ringside. Meanwhile Malibu climbs up onto the apron, waiting on Faqu to notice him. The Samoan turns, and Malibu launches into action, springboarding in with a missle dropkick...but it gets swatted down, and Faqu immediately grabs Zack and traps him in an STF!

 

COLE

STF! STF SUBMISSION! He's got Malibu locked up!

 

COACH

TAP! TAP YOU SELFISH PREPPY BASTARD!

 

Malibu shouts in agony as his head is wrenched back by Faqu, who is doing his best to use Malibu's wear and tear against him and force surrender. Zack reaches out, the ropes only a few precious inches away, but he merely grazes them as he reaches for a break! Faqu, noticing the ropes are too close for his liking, breaks the hold on his own and drags Zack to mid-ring...but Malibu manages to roll over and kick Faqu backwards, using the momentum from the move to roll to his feet...AND DELIVERS A SCHOOL'S OUT OUT OF NOWHERE TO THE SAMOAN MONSTER~! MALIBU COVERS!

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THREENO! NO! FAQU KICKS OUT!

 

CABOOSE

HOW!? HOW DID HE DO THAT THIS FAR INTO THE MATCH!!???

 

Malibu looks over to Patrick, who holds up two fingers, telling Zack that that's all his trademark superkick got him. Knowing he has to do more, Malibu reaches down and pulls Faqu up, steadying the island beast as he can barely stand before striking him with a European uppercut that puts him down on one knee! Zack then hits the ropes, coming off of them with much speed, as he kicks off the mat and brings his knee into the air for a Zack...WAIT...FAQU REACHES UP AND CATCHES HIM, AND BOUNCES HIM OFF THE MAT WITH A URANAGE THROW! Faqu then falls backwards, so tired and in need of rest, but he'll get none of that until he's wearing the sixteen pounds of gold that Malibu currently claims ownership to!

 

COLE

They're gonna kill each other out there! Faqu could have broken his own PARTNERS neck out there with that Death Valley Driver...can you imagine what he could do to Zack?!

 

COACH

It might make me like him more than I do, that's fo' sho'!

 

Faqu gets up and drops an elbow...but Zack rolls out of the way, and all he hits is the ringmat! Zack gets up and drops an elbow of his own, but Faqu dodges that, and Malibu misses! They get up and Faqu attacks with forearm shots, but Malibu opens fire with a blistering chop to the chest! Faqu turns from him as he reels from the blow, and now Zack grabs him by the waist and hoists him over...GERMAN SUPLEX...AND ZACK HANGS ONTO HIM!

 

COLE

No...no Zack, this'll take too much energy!

 

Malibu struggles, but gets the near 300 pounder up to his feet again, and then hits ANOTHER German suplex...AND ROLLS TO HIS FEET AGAIN! He continues to struggle, but manages to get up, and now this time sets Faqu up for the ANGLE SLAM that he uses as a homage to his once rival Anglesault...but the Samoan hops behind him and shoves him forward...AND ZACK AND NICK PATRICK COLLIDE!

 

CABOOSE

Patrick is down! Get some help out here for Nick Patrick!

 

Malibu staggers around, and he's hoisted up onto the shoulders of Faqu, as the crowd pops knowing what's coming...but Malibu slides out and pushes Faqu to the ropes while he hits the ropes himself...and now the two of them take EACH OTHER out with a double clothesline!

 

COLE

They're ALL down, but we need a referee! Let's get some help!

 

Everyone in the ring is down and motionless, and the crowd doesn't know what to make of it...until the arrival of JAMES BLONDE once again causes a stir!

 

COACH

What's he doin' out here!

 

Blonde, still dripping with sweat, rolls into the ring and briefly looks at Zack and Faqu before turning his attention to the fallen referee. He kneels beside Nick Patrick and looks him over, then turns his attention to the competitors. He looks at his partner first, then checks out Zack, but as he's tending to him he doesn't pay any mind to the buzzing of the crowd, as now the "Urban Legend", TODD CORTEZ has rushed out from the back!

 

CABOOSE

What's HE doing out here!?

 

Cortez slides into the ring and pushes Blonde down, confronting him about returning to the ring after his elimination. Blonde, who hasn't taken kindly to the arrival of Cortez and his allies in the first place, gets up and shoves right back, not intimidated by the streetwise superstar! Cortez chuckles, then takes a swing...but Blonde ducks it and takes Todd by the shirt, running him across the ring and hurling him out through the ropes to the floor!

 

COLE

Well that's one way to get someone out of the ring! This is becoming chaos before our very eyes!

 

Blonde then follows him out of the ring, confronting him as he gets up about why he bothered to stick his nose into the match. Cortez gets up and begs for a moment to explain himself...then kicks James Blonde low! Blonde reels, and now Cortez shoves Michael Buffer over and grabs his seat, folding it up...and BLASTS James Blonde across the head with it, laying him out at ringside!

 

CABOOSE

What the...WHAT IS GOING ON!? What business does Todd Cortez have doing that!?

 

Cortez stands over Blonde as if he's second guessing himself. He keeps the chair in his hand as he turns to the crowd, almost as if he's asking them to explain what just got into him. Suddenly, he's jolted by a hand on his shoulder, and he turns around and swings wildly...

 

...CRACKING FAQU IN THE HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIR~!

 

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

 

COLE

MY GOD HE'S BUSTED HIM OPEN!

 

Blood trickles from Faqu's head as he staggers back, just as Malibu is rising to his feet. Seeing his foe off balance, Zack pushes himself up from the mat as fast as he can, and lifts Faqu up from the back, spinning him up and over before dropping him with an ANGLE SLAM~! Malibu covers, pulling back on the leg, as a groggy Nick Patrick crawls over to make the count.

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THREEEEEEE!

 

DING DING DING!

 

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

 

The sound guys in the truck immediately cue "Getting Away With Murder", as Malibu stays laying on the mat, totally spent. From ringside, Todd Cortez applauds, then slides into the ring to help Malibu to his feet.

 

CABOOSE

He had no business out here, and truthfully, I'm not even sure Zack Malibu realizes what went down.

 

COACH

Of course he realizes it, he had it planned all along!

 

COLE

No, no he couldn't have...could he?

 

Patrick raises Zack's hand, as Cortez hands Zack his HI-YAH championship, much to his surprise. Malibu eyes Cortez, then looks down at Faqu, whose face is a crimson mask. Knowing that nothing he did could have affected Faqu that way, Zack turns to Cortez and shoves him back, asking him what's gone on! Cortez, never one for intimidation, shoves Zack back and mouths that "they came at me!", as if Blonde and Faqu picked a fight with him!

 

COLE

Well, if it was planned, Coach, something went wrong, because Zack doesn't look happy!

 

Malibu circles the ring, shaking his head...and it's during that that he notices James Blonde on the floor, also laid out! He turns to Cortez, who tells Zack "I was protecting you!", but Zack wants none of it! The champion heads out of the ring, deserting Cortez, while trying to piece together what's goin on.

 

CABOOSE

Malibu looks...it's almost as if he regrets winning!

 

Cortez stands firm, watching as Malibu heads up the ramp, seemingly angered by the turn of events in the final moments of the matchup. OAOAST staff hit the ring to help with Faqu and Blonde, so Cortez takes that as his cue to leave, ducking out of the ring and heading up back up the rampway, while Malibu looks at him and shakes his head before ducking behind the curtain.