MAIN EVENT: David Davidson vs NVX ~ First Blood

[David Davidson]

The crowd are lively in discussion, having just witnessed a brutal hardcore match that's still playing over and over in their minds, full of sick bumps and blood. Pumped for the main event coming up, they grow louder and louder in anticipation, ready to witness what they paid for.

Foxx: Well it's time for tonight's main event, a no doubt exciting match between David Davidson, a young newcomer who's quickly making a name for himself, and the established champion, NVX. I wonder who'll take this one?

Harry: NVX, hands down. He's the champ, and one of the most experienced wrestlers on the roster. I just cannot see Davidson getting much offense in, he's gonna get his ass whooped.

Foxx: Don't be so sure Harry, after last week's decisive win over Alex Sinclair you can't be so sure, and you heard him before. He's after NVX's title, and with his determination I don't think there's gonna be much to stop him. Plus the WCW legend Mr. Stryker has surprisingly taken him under his wing in a new stable called Devolution with AJ Scally and Krystal, and that could factor in significantly.

Harry: Factor in? Ha. Cheat you mean.

Foxx: Cheat? Do I have to remind you that this is a FIRST BLOOD MATCH? There are no rules to break.

The lights go out and the fans quiet as Andrew Porter clears his throat in the middle of the ring, ready to introduce the first wrestler, mic in hand.

Porter: The following match is our maaaaaaaaaiiin event!

The crowd cheer a little in anticipation. They've been waiting all night for this match up and it's finally about to happen.

Porter: And it is a fiiiiiiirrst blooooooood match!

This makes the crowd cheer a little louder, because fans always love a little violence, and there isn't many match types more violent than first blood.

Porter: Introducing first, from New York, New York...

This was a triumph
I'm making a note here
HUGE SUCCESS
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction

The crowd erupt in admiration of David Davidson, who is quickly becoming a fan favourite. The cheers nearly drown out Still Alive as Mr. Stryker, the 3 time WCW World Champion struts cockily out to the top of the ramp, sneering at the NVX fans as The Keyboard Warrior himself wheels a shopping cart full of weapons close behind.

Harry: Well there's that shopping cart again. We saw last week that he didn't need it, but he's going to have to use those weapons if he wants a chance at beating The Dark Prince of Xtreme.

Foxx: Well of course, it is First Blood after all, how else is he going to win? Speaking of win, I think that having Mr. Stryker as a manager can only do well for him, especially as part of Devolution.

Harry: Oh come on, you know how hated that man is, and Davidson is all about the fans, you can't be serious.

Foxx: Excuse me? Did you hear the reaction of the crowd the second he stepped out here? I don't think Mr. Stryker can do much to diminish his popularity at all.

Aperture Science
We do what we must
Because we can
For the good of all of us except the ones who are dead

Porter: Weighing in at two hundred and twenty three pounds, accompanied by James Christopher Gordon Marcus Stryker...

Davidson slowly guides his packed shopping cart down the ramp on the left side of the ramp, smiling at the fans and giving high fives while Mr. Stryker urges him to hurry up impatiently. At the bottom of the ramp, Stryker sees a kid holding up a sign saying 'Not Extreme, X-Treme' and snatches it out of his hand. He folds it and rips it apart, throwing on the ground with a laugh. Davidson walks past the shocked kid and mutters a few apologies before coming to a stop at the edge of the ring and walking toward the ring steps, ruffling a kid wearing a Davidson shirt's hair along the way.

Harry: Ha! Did you see that poor kid! He was nearly in tears when his sign got ruined!

Foxx: Oh come on, that wasn't him, it was his manager, and you saw Davidson apologize to the kid. He's a fan favourite all the way.

Harry: Well he's gonna have to make a lot of apologies if he's gonna be managed by Mr. Stryker.

Foxx: I guess you're right, but having Stryker as a manager will do wonders for a career, no doubt about it.

But there's no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying until you run out of cake
And the science gets done and you make a neat gun
For the people who are still alive

Porter: He is the self proclaimed Eater of Worlds and Slayer of Gods, he is the Keyboard Warrior, DAVIIIIIIIID DAVIDSOOOOOOON!

The crowd roar in acknowledgment of his name as he trades a few words with his manager and nodding in understanding. Davidson walks up the steps and slips through the top and middle rope before settling in the middle of the ring while Porter steps out. Davidson cracks his knuckles and smiles at the crowd.

Foxx: There's that goofy smile again. He must really love wrestling to be grinning going into a first blood match with NVX.

Harry: That or the boy's crazy. He better getter get ready 'cause the way he was talkin' 'bout NVX earlier, I don't think the champ will be too happy.

Foxx: You can tell he's ready. He wants NVX's title and this match is just gonna make him want it more. He's gonna be looking to make an impression on the champ if he wants that title.

Mr. Stryker throws in a few last words of encouragement to David Davidson as they and they and the fans patiently await the entrance of the champ...

[NVX]

Jenna: An amazing victory over Morzan last week, but I don't think NVX can pull off another fluke victory again. I mean he won like what, 5 matches in a row already? Lightning won't strike a sixth time.

Harry: What on earth are you talking about? He the champion, for Christ's sake. And when are you going to quit this "I hate NVX attitude"? It's getting old. We all know that you have a crush on NVX.

Jenna: What?! How many times do I have to tell you?! I don't have a crush on NVX!

All of a sudden, the lights get darker. They get so dark, that the only thing visible is the glow of the titan-tron. The titan-tron shows a man, trapped in a cage. It looks like there is no way out. All of a sudden, the man bursts out of the cage. The titan-tron then shows NVX X-spearing many of his opponents. NVX appears on the stage having his back toward the ring. he is wearing a pair of black Mixed Martial Arts shorts, an NVX T-shirt, and a pair of black and blue nikes. He has the his Tuesday Night Shockwave Heavyweight title around his waist.

Andrew Porter: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from Queens, New York, weighing in a 300 and standing at a 6'6, he is the Dark Prince of X-treme and the new Tuesday Night Shockwave heavyweight champion, NVX!!!

If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up

Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot

Jenna: David Davidson better watch out. A First Blood match is no place for ordinary fan boys.

Harry: Especially when it's against NVX.

If you feel so filthy
So dirty so fucked up
If you feel so walked on
So painful so pissed off
You're not the only one
Refusing to go down
You're not the only one
So get up

Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot

NVX stands on the ramp and stares down at the ring. He then looks around at the crowd and becomes even more motivated to walk out the winner tonight. He then raises his arms and forms and X with them. NVX holds the X on his chest, performing his signature taunt. All of a sudden, fire raises behind him. The fire grows larger and larger. NVX then pushes both his arms apart and the fire immediately vanishes. He then makes his way slowly toward the ring.

The fans are on their feet to show respect for this amazing wrestler. The camera shows the little boy that Stryker took the sign away from. NVX stops in front of him and tries to comfort him. He pats him on the back and tries to think of a way to make him feel better. NVX then takes his new NVX chain around his neck and generously puts it around the little boys neck. His face beams with joy, just having his favorite wrestler give him one of his trademark merchandise.

Jenna: That was kind of sweet.

Harry: Awww, you just said something nice about NVX. Now, are you ready to admit that you like him.

Jenna: Don't make me slap you again like I did at Battle of the Titans.

Harry: I'm sorry. The evil man inside my head is sorry, too.

NVX! NVX! NVX! NVX!

NVX takes a look around him. He notices the crowd is going wild for him. He smiles and enjoys the fan's support. NVX walks down the ramp and high-fives some of the fans. NVX then slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. He climbs up the turnbuckle and raises his arms to form an X. NVX then unstraps his title from his waist and raises it up high in the air. Pyro shoots out on all four corners. He jumps back down and lands on his feet. NVX then quickly takes off his NVX T-shirt. NVX throws the T-shirt out into the crowd where a two extremely hot identical twins catches it and begins to fight each other for it. The music then stops playing. He then hands the title to the referee to put away. The referee accepts it and hands it to an ICW worker. NVX then stares at David Davidson. He then looks around the ring at Davidson's new friends, Stryker, AJ Scally, and Krystal. NVX then looks back at Davidson, shaking his head, referring to his back up. Davidson only shrugs and tells the referee to ring the bell.

TBC by David Davidson

[David Davidson]

The atmosphere could be cut with a knife as the two young stallions circle each other in the ring, each looking for the other man to make a move and give an opening. Unfortunately for the newly formed stable Devolution, that man is David Davidson. The Keyboard Warrior rushes forward, depending on the element of surprise to get in the first bit of offense but the more experienced NVX has seen it all before and floors Davidson with a brutal, unexpected clothesline with a quick side-step. With his neck still smarting from the shot, pride gets the better of him and he jumps back to his feet to rush NVX again, only to be met with a second clothesline followed by a torrent of 'ooh's and 'ow's from the crowd. Once again The Eater of Worlds jumps to his feet in a third attempt, but again NVX simply sidesteps and sends Davidson violently into the mat with yet another clothesline, prompting a chuckle and a shake of the head from NVX and groans from the Davidson fans in the arena.

Foxx: Oh no... he's not that stupid is he?

Harry: Ha! I told you woman, I told you NVX has got the boy's number! Ain't nothing gonna beat plain old experience.

Foxx: Don't count him out yet, the match has just started, and you saw how he took the pain last week. He's a sucker for punishment, this probably doesn't bother him at all.

Harry: Well even if this isn't doing too much damage, it's gonna pile up and if he doesn't brighten up soon it's lights out for Davidson.

Mr. Stryker slaps the mat and yells profanities in an attempt to rouse Davidson who shakily gets to his feet and stares down NVX, who shoots back a 'C'mon, I dare you!' stare. In one sudden movement, Davidson runs forward a few steps, and NVX laughs, side-stepping again to find the clothesline but nothing connects. With a side step of his own, Davidson jukes to the right and kicks, sending his right foot straight into NVX's "Dark Princes". The crowd all roar in laughter as NVX drops to his knees, his hands clutching his crotch in pain before dropping to his side. Davidson turns to the crowd and raises his hands up, thumbs outstretched and does the infamous RVD taunt, only this time, the crowd chants along, "DA-VID-SON". The Slayer of Gods smiles and turns back where NVX is waiting on his knees again. The Dark Prince of Xtreme flashes The Keyboard Warrior a vicious smile before cracking him in the jewels with a flawless low blow. Again the crowd laugh, the men among them laughing uneasily as Davidson doubles up from the pain, allowing NVX to jump up, mostly recovered, and grab his legs. NVX thrusts his shoulder forward and down and plants Davidson with a spinebuster, using the momentum to spring back to his feet instantaneously while a pained look spreads across Davidson's face, and an even more pained one across Mr. Stryker's.

Harry: Ow! Oh, goddamn, that was hard to watch. Neither can be feeling too good after that.

Foxx: And again, Davidson gets a whipping from the champ. It really isn't looking good for him.

Harry: Well NVX did get time to aim his, and that spinebuster didn't look too fun either.

Foxx: NVX is fully recovered too. He looks the same as he did when the match started, but Davidson... well... he doesn't.

Harry: Ha! Karma! What goes around comes around! Carpe Diem!

Foxx: Uh... Carpe Diem means Seize the Day...

Harry: ...I knew that.

Davidson rolls back and forth with his hands cupped over his meat and two veg while Mr. Stryker smacks the mat in desperation, yelling for him to get up. His demands fall on deaf ears however, as NVX laughs and ambles to the ring ropes before slipping through the top and middle ropes to the outside. NVX reaches under the ring and roots around for a minute before pulling out a chair and standing with it held above his head confidently, the crowd baying for blood. He tosses it into the ring where Davidson is on his hands and knees, breathing deeply but slowly recovering from the low blow and spinebuster. NVX follows the chair into the ring and the fans sit on the edge of their seats, sensing an early finish. NVX grabs the chair and stalks his rising opponent and waits for his attention. After what seems like hours to the fans, The Keyboard Warrior turns and faces NVX who thrusts the chair into his gut instantly, causing him to double over in pain, soon followed by a sickening chair shot to the back as a twang echoes through the stands from the metal hitting spine. Davidson lies on the mat nearly motionless apart from shaking in pain as NVX lines his head up with the chair.

Harry: That's right I told you NVX would win! And look, we're only a few minutes into it.

Foxx: It's not over yet, Davidson isn't bleeding. COME ON DAVIDSON! YOU CAN DO IT!

Harry: Oh please, it's as good as over, NVX has Davidson under his control and he's 'bout to bring down the shot that ends the match.

Foxx: Davidson's resilient, he can tough this out.

Harry: He might be able to take pain but he can't stop himself from bleeding. And those two chair shots before couldn't have helped either.

Mr. Stryker bites his fingernails and the NVX fans cheer, while the Davidson fans urge their hero on. NVX smiles and lifts the chair in readiness and takes in the crowds positive energy, when he feels something on his legs. Davidson wraps his arms around NVX's legs and attempts to wrestle him to the ground, but NVX hits him in the back again with a weaker chair shot, his energy devoted to staying on his feet. Davidson manages to shake it off and his fans begin to grow louder as NVX swings an even weaker chair shot to his lower back, not bothering Davidson at all. NVX stumbles backward. This was all Davidson needs, as he transfers his weight to his upper body, knocking NVX down and backward. With NVX shocked and resting on the ropes, Davidson pushes himself back to his feet and begins to walk forward, disregarding the pain while Mr. Stryker yells in encouragement, silently thanking his lucky stars. NVX walks forward to meet him and smacks him in the face with an open handed strike, the connection of which coincides with the NVX fans roaring, "YEAH!". Davidson turns his face back instantly and strikes back with a shot of his own, this time the Davidson fans roaring slightly louder, "YEAH!". Not to be outdone, NVX reaches out and collects Davidson with a second shot, the NVX fans again drowning out the Davidson fans with a louder "YEAH!". The Keyboard Warrior shakes his head and nails NVX across the jaw with a smart left, and the Davidson fans yell even louder, the "YEAH!" echoing. NVX stumbles back into the ropes again and on the return, nails Davidson with a powerful right hook, again prompting a huge "YEAH!" from the NVX fans. The Dark Prince of Xtreme smiles as Davidson reels back in unexpected pain, but turns quickly, sending another right hook directly into NVX's cheek, bringing up another "YEAH!" from the Davidson fans. He steps forward again and nails NVX in the jaw again, another "YEAH!" spurting from the crowd as spit flies from the champ's mouth. Davidson steps forward with a few more punches, "YEAH! YEAH!", until NVX is leaning on the ropes. Davidson jumps forward and his forearm collides with NVX's chest and neck to send them both over the top rope and out of the ring, the fans in to crowd screaming in excitement. After a few seconds of anxiety from the Davidson fans and Mr. Stryker, the Keyboard Warrior stands slowly and brushes himself off.

DD: I learned those moves from Fight Night Round 3.

Foxx: Ha! Haha! I told you Harry, I told you he'd get out of this!

Harry: Yeah well so what. It was luck anyway.

Foxx: Luck? You saw him tough out those chair shots and punches. He sure can take a hit.

Harry: That's true, that's true, but I'm surprised he came out on top in that little exchange.

Foxx: Well Davidson better take advantage of this quick.

NVX rocks back and forth on the ground as Davidson grabs a high five from Mr. Stryker and returns to his opponent. Grabbing his arm, The Keyboard Warrior drags the downed champion to the nearest ring steps...

[NVX]

I'm almost done with my post. It'll be up soon.

[NVX]

on a second thought, i don't think i have enough time to continue the match and actually win. So, sorry. I did have something, but it wasn't much.