Ending To Landon vs. Drake

[King Cucaracha 0]

"Ladies and gentlemen, by escaping the cage and touching the floor first, your winner of this contest...

 

 

 

 

 

...LANDON "LA CUCARACHA" MMMMAAAAADDIIIIIXXXXXXXXX!!!!!"

 

"YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

 

"WHAT!?!" howls King, the same reaction coming out of Gabriel Drake's mouth as "The Game" by Disturbed thunders through the arena.

 

Lying in a crumpled heap on the arena floor, Landon Maddix sure doesn't look like a winner. But his celebrations are being taken care of by Megan, patting her man carefully on the back in the midst of jumping around in glee. The fans are going wild now, all the more delighted at Gabriel Drake's prompt flipping out, chasing away referee Mark Hebner as he tries to explain what happened.

 

"Referee Hebner made the call and Landon Maddix hit the floor first, apparantly!" Mak exclaims, around the chaos surrounding him. "I don't know at what personal cost, but he did hit the floor first!"

 

"This... that can't be right... THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT!"

 

"Landon sacrificed himself to win the match, he sacrificed his body with a suicide dive to the floor...a monumental risk, but a match winning riskall the same!"

 

"Who the HELL does a dive through the ropes, KNOWING that he'll hit nothing but the concrete floor!? WHO!?"

 

"Landon Maddix?"

 

"A damn SPOT-MONKEY!" King again howls, almost as beside himself with rage as Gabriel Drake, who picks up Funyon's abandoned steel chair and HURLS it into the side of the cage. "This is ridiculous... I can't believe he won."

 

"But he did, Brian. He might know it yet, but when Landon comes to his senses, he will know that he won here at Genesis VII in a grue...hey, HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!"

 

The sudden outrage from Mak comes as Gabe, absolutely fuming, storms across the ring and barges the concerned figures of Megan Skye and Sexton Hardcastle out of the way, hovering over the still motionless Maddix. And with teeth gritted, growling under his breath, Drake reaches down and hauls Maddix back up to his feet. The crowd nearest the action are booing away. The whole crowd eventually, as Drake scoops Maddix up over his shoulder for all to see...

 

 

"NOOO!"

 

 

*CLANG!*

 

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

 

 

...AND TORPEDOES MADDIX INTO THE SIDE OF THE CAGE!!!

 

"DAMNIT, COME ON!" is Mak's howl, the only howls from King's microphone being those of satisfied laughter. "The match is over! This is completely uncalled for!"

 

"You go tell him that! And while you're there, I'd recommend a good wheelchair outlet to 'Megs', because her man is gonna need one!"

 

Landon goes limp from the battering ram like collision with the steel, falling from Gabe's arms. But The Beast isn't done, a posse of referees and members of security rushing down to ringside, but not making enough ground down the long entrance ramp to prevent Drake from picking Landon up again...

 

 

 

*CLANG!*

 

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

 

 

...AND PITCHING HIM INTO THE WALL AGAIN, THIS TIME BACK OF THE HEAD FIRST!!!

 

Maddix rebounds off the cage with disgusting force, falling face-first onto the arena floor right at Drake's feet. With a sick, satisfied smile, Drake looks down as the referees and officials crowd around, stepping in between the maniac and his victim. Most concerned is Megan Skye as she fights her way through to check on her man, risking her own neck as Drake continues to glare down at the duo...before finally, he decides he's made his point and with the referees still crowding him out, he turns and begins to walk to the back.

 

"GA - BRI - EL SUCKS!"

"GA - BRI - EL SUCKS!"

"GA - BRI - EL SUCKS!"

"GA - BRI - EL SUCKS!"

 

"There's your real winner!" claims King, over the chants of the crowd. "Man, this is why I love Genesis, always a satisfying ending!"

 

"Jesus Brian, come on. I know you don't like the kid but you can't condone that kind of action, surely!? Gabriel Drake has no business being here if he's this much of a loose cannon. Michael Stephens was right, Joseph Peters really needs to take a look at this guy, because having him on the roster might be a huge mistake..."

 

"How? He nearly beat a former World Champion at Genesis! How is he anything but good for the company. That guy is going places Mak, whatever you think."

 

"We're going to need some help out here for Maddix." sighs Mak, ignoring his partner's ramblings. "In the meantime, let's take you to something else. You might have to use your imaginations."