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XWF Presents: Xtreme Battle Zone

2013

We are LIVE in front of a sold out crowd at the Staples Center in Los Angeles, California as Xtreme Wrestling Federation presents Xtreme Battle Zone!

The camera cuts over to Manic and Chico who are standing by.

Manic: "For the first time since January of two thousand twelve, the Xtreme Wrestling Federation has returned to Los Angeles for a Pay Per View extravaganza. The Staples Center was the site for Total Annihilation and tonight it is the host for Xtreme Battle Zone twenty thirteen!"

Chico: "Huge implications with this show Manic. This is the show where we find out who is going to challenge for the World Championship at Xtreme Mania Eight!"

Manic: "I'm Manic joined by my broadcast partner Chico as we have a huge card lined up for tonight."

Chico: "No doubt about that."

The camera cuts to the ring where Danielle Worley is standing by for the opening contest.

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Opening Match: "Dangerous" Cliff Saxton vs Marcus "The Wolf" Andrews - Xtreme Rules / Beat the Clock Challenge

"Scream!" by Misfits cues over the arena as "Dangerous" Cliff Saxton makes his way through the curtains.

Worley: "This is our opening contest and it is an Xtreme Rules match scheduled for one fall. Making his way down the eisle from Des Moines, Iowa. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and eighteen pounds. "Dangerous".. Cliff.. Saxton!!"

Saxton enters the ring and circles around as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.

Manic: "Marcus Andrews and Robert Mastro have a task tonight Chico. Both of them were requesting a match tonight but Lars Douglas stated that whoever wins their respective matches tonight gets to pick a stipulation for a match down the line."

Chico: "Yeah Manic that is IF either of them even win at all. Lars also said that if both of them win, it comes down to who won at a faster time. And if both of them lose? Well, we'll find out later on if that happens. I still can't believe that Mastro wanted to have a Hell in a Cell match tonight. Does he think that the company carries around an Elimination Chamber cage and a Hell in a Cell cage in the back of a hooptie or something?"

Manic: "Well Mastro was never the sharpest knife but same could be said about Andrews. However both of them have shown to have a high level of toughness. Andrews is going to have a task at hand though with his ex tag team partner Cliff Saxton."

The camera cuts over towards the curtains as "When Darkness Falls" by Killswitch Engage cues up. Marcus "The Wolf" Andrews makes his way out to a nice ovation.

Worley: "And his opponent making his way down the eisle. From Toronto, Ontario Canada. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and fourty three pounds. Marcus.. "The Wolf".. Andrews!!"

Andrews continues to make his way down the eisle. Saxton slides out of the ring and charges for him as the referee calls for the bell.

Manic: "Here we go!"

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Saxton and Andrews immediately slug it out with lefts and rights in the middle of the ring. Neither men gain an advantage as they hit each other mercilessly and the crowd cheers them on. Saxton gains the upper hand and pushes Andrews against the ropes. Saxton goes for a clothesline but Andrews counters by sidestepping him and sending him over the top rope to the outside.

Chico: Saxton crashed and burnt there.

Andrews runs the ropes and dives into Saxton to the outside. Both men go down and the crowd pops big time. The referee follows them to the outside and checks on both men. Andrews is the first one up. He goes to the time keeper and takes a steel chair. He rises it up high and he fans cheer.

Manic: The Wolf sure loves chairs.

Chico: This match is Xtreme rules, anything goes Manic.

Andrews swings the chair but Saxton moves out of the way and steps back. Andrews charges at him and swings but Saxton kicks him in the midsection. Saxton follows up with a drop toe hold that takes Andrews down on the protective mat. Saxton grabs the chair and hits Andrews across the back. Andrews screams in pain as Saxton takes aim and hits again.

Manic: I don’t think Andrews loves chairs as much anymore Chico.

Andrews crawls up and rests on the protective railing. Saxton swings again but Andrews sidesteps him. Saxton hits the rail and drops the chair. Andrews immediately punches Saxton back, grabs the chair and throws it at his face. Saxton catches the chair and Andrews delivers the superkick right into the chair.

Chico: He got him!

Saxton drops back and Andrews immediately picks him up and throws him in the ring. He grabs the chair and slides it in the ring as well before quickly covering Saxton one… two…. kickout! Andrews looks at Saxton annoyed before looking back at the chair. He gets up and picks it up and takes aim once more.

Manic: Had he managed to pin him faster he might have gotten the win.

Andrews waits for Saxton to get up. He slowly does and Andrews charges at him with the chair. Saxton leaps up and hits him with a Lou Thesz press out of nowhere. Saxton hits Andrews with stiff lefts and rights before running the ropes and dropping a knee on Andrews’ forhead. Andrews holds his head in pain and rolls in the mat as Saxton builds momentum.

Andrews gets up and Saxton drops him with a Samoa drop. Immediately he climbs the top rope and looks at the fans before leaping off into a fist drop. Andrews seems to be out as Saxton covers him one… two… kickout!

Chico: Close one there!

Manic: You got to remember Chico not only does Andrews wants to win he wants to beat Robert Mastro’s time as well. He simply doesn’t want to lose this one.

Saxton gets up and does his trademark pose as he waits for Andrews to get up. Andrews slowly does and Saxton hooks up into the Killswitch, a move he calls The Finisher. He flips Andrews over but Andrews pushes him off and nails another superkick out of nowhere. Andrews screams as he quickly grabs the chair and hits Saxton with it across the midsection once, twice, three times.

Andrews sets up the chair and picks Saxton up and hooks him into a cradle fisherman buster aka God’s Last Gift. Saxton pushes him off and hooks the arms for The Finisher. Andrews pushes him off, turns him around and hits him with God’s Last Gift on the chair. Andrews immediately hooks the leg one… two… three!

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Manic: I take it back, Andrews must really, really love chairs now.

Chico: The Wolf Marcus Andrews picks up a huge win over Saxton! What was the official time? Did he beat Mastro’s time?

Danielle Worley is standing by for the official word.

Worley: The wiinner of this match at a time of eight minutes at fifty six seconds, Marcus "The Wolf" Andrews!

Winner by Pinfall: Marcus "The Wolf" Andrews

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Prior to the next match we cut the "Skeletons of Society" locker room.

William Knighthawk: It's your time now. Go out there and win your match faster than that bloke just did and you'll get him in whatever match you want!

Robert Mastro: I've just been dying to get my hands around his neck. When I go out there and beat Blaze, then it's time someone shuts the Wolf's mouth for good.

William Knighthawk: That's what I like to hear. And later in the main event it'll be I who walks out the winner of the Xtreme Battle Zone and I'll go on to headline Xtreme Mania!

Robert Mastro: Hunt or be hunted.

William Knighthawk: Yeah them wankers don't know. Careers we be ending!

The camera cuts to ringside.

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Tag Team Champion "Jager Bomber" Blaze Rodriguez vs "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro - Beat the Clock Challenge

Worley: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall!"

"Blaze of Glory" by Bon Jovi cues over the arena as the crowd is on their feet. "Jager Bomber" Blaze Rodriguez makes his way out to a huge pop from the live crowd.

Manic: "Listen to this crowd!"

Chico: "Fans all around the world love this guy Manic! No different here in Los Angeles!"

Worley: "Making his way down the eisle from Albuquerque, New Mexico. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and one pounds. He is one half of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions. "Jager Bomber" Blaze Rodriguez!!"

Blaze enters the ring and jumps one of the middle turnbuckles before posing for the crowd. Flashes all go off as Blaze hops off the turnbuckle and circles around the ring.

Manic: "It's interesting to see what these two guys are going to have in store. Blaze has to be somewhat jealous of the fact that Crazy Kanook qualified for tonight's main event."

Chico: "Oh don't be ridiculous Manic I'm sure Blaze is going to be supporting Kanook all the way later on."

Manic: "You think so?"

Chico: "Absolutely. The question now however is what can Blaze and Mastro pull off tonight where people will remember this match on top of the headlining matches on this card?"

Manic: "Good question. Mastro has a task if he wants to pick his stipulation with Andrews but Blaze is no pushover. He's not going to lay down for Mastro here."

"Revolution" by Bang Camaro cues up as the camera cuts over towards the entrance. "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro makes his way out to huge heat from the crowd.

Manic: "Mastro is getting no love here Chico!"

Chico: "I think all of them are still shocked at his alliance with Knighthawk."

Mastro looks out towards the crowd with a smile on his face before making his walk down towards the ring.

Worley: "And his opponent making his way down the eisle. From Bayonne, New Jersey. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and seventy two pounds. "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro!!"

The crowd continues to give Mastro heat as he yells at the referee.

Mastro: "Back him up already!"

Mastro enters the ring as Blaze takes a couple steps back. Mastro continues to taunt the Jager Bomber as the referee calls for the bell.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Mastro runs the ropes and Blaze ducks down so that Mastro could leap over him. Mastro bounces back and Blaze goes for a Hip Toss. However, Robert Mastro blocks it and then "the Real Mercy Killer" delivers a vicious clothesline!

Chico: That shot almost took his head off Manic!

Mastro goes for the cover. One... two.. kick out! Robert Mastro stays on offensive by forcing Blaze Rodriguez in the corner and deliverying two hard elbows to his face. He follows that up with a knee to the mid-section and goes for a Hip Toss of his own. But Blaze grabs the ropes and blocks momentarily. Mastro goes to face him and eats a boot to the jaw! Blaze mounts the top turnbuckle quickly and leaps off for a Crossbody in to a pin. One... kick out!

Manic: Of course if Mastro loses, he may face the consequences.

Blaze picks Mastro up by the hair and then slams him back towards the canvas. Blaze goes off the ropes and connects with a Rolling Thunder in to a pinning attempt. One... two.. shoulder up! The fans on the edge of their seats as Blaze slings Mastro over in the corner and rushes in, only to get caught with a sick elbow to the face! Mastro then tackles Blaze to the ground and starts opening up on him with rights and lefts!! The crowd getting behind the action as Mastro rolls off of him and then starts stomping away!

Chico: Over two minutes and thirty seconds already...

Mastro glances up at the clock and Blaze trips him up in to a Schoolboy Pin for the one... two.. kick out at the last second! Mastro rolls to a knee and Blaze Rodriguez nips up. Blaze goes for a Super Kick and Mastro catches his foot. Mastro spins Blaze around and clocks him with a Clothesline to the back of the skull! Blaze falls face-first to the canvas and Robert Mastro rolls him over for the pin. One... two.. shoulder up! Mastro argues with the referee for a couple seconds.

Manic: He's wasting time. Andrews already set the mark and Mastro can't take any chances.

Mastro scoops Blaze up and bodyslams him back to the mat! He goes for the Dragon Sleeper but right away Blaze kicks his foot back and breaks the hold!

Chico: Going for the Fat Express but Blaze had it well scouted!

Blaze gets to his feet and him and Mastro just start exchanging shots in the center of the ring. Mastro tries to lock on a Sleeperhold. But Blaze spins out of it and has his arms locked up behind Mastro. Blaze goes for a Belly-to-Back Suplex but Mastro blocks it and elbows his way out!! Mastro then goes to irishwhip him to the corner. But Blaze hits the brakes and tries to pull Mastro in. However, Mastro holds his ground and shakes his head "no". Mastro then counters and irishwhips Blaze to the opposite corner! Blaze's back smashes the turnbuckles as Mastro takes a step back and runs in for an attack. Only Blaze steps through the ropes quickly and connects with a Pendulum Kick square to the forehead!

Chico: He's in trouble here!

Mastro goes down hard and Blaze looks up top. The fans rise to their feet in the Staples Center as Blaze then calls for it and goes to execute the "Blaze of Glory". Instead it's Robert Mastro who gets his knees up and Blaze immediately curls over on the mat in pain. He is grabbing his abdomen when Robert Mastro scoops him off the ground and bodyslams him to the ground! Mastro then locks on a dragon sleeper and the fans mark out for this moment!

Chico: "Fat Express"! "Fat Express"!

Manic: Is he going to tap? If he does Mastro will win the 'Beat the Clock' challenge.

Blaze Rodriguez is tapping out. The ref calls for the bell.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Danielle Worley is standing by with the official word.

Worley: The winner of this match at a time of seven minutes and thirty one seconds.. "The Real Mercy Killer".. Robert Mastro!

Manic: "Mastro has done it! When Andrews and Mastro square off, Mastro will be able to choose which stipulation the match will be!

Winner by Submission: "The Real Mercy Killer" Robert Mastro

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The camera cuts to a video package played to "Not Your Kind of People" by Garbage.

Mark Adkins sitting on a chair is looking down at an unconscious Carlos Shotgun.

Adkins:” I don’t know how to break this to you Shotty… but we need to talk. January twenty second, two thousand and twelve. Does that date mean anything to you Shot? Does it?”

Flashback to Total Annihilation January 22nd, 2012

Shotgun applies the sharpshooter to Mark Adkins in the center of the ring. The referee picks up the hand for a third time and watches.

Jim Ross: This match is over if Adkins cannot respond!!

The referee lets go and Adkins hand drops for the third time. Adkins is unconscious as the referee calls for the bell.

Jim Ross: It's over!!! Shotgun has won the World Heavyweight Championship!!!

The bell rings as it marks the end of the Xtreme Icon's championship reign.

The bell echoes as Adkins is shown passed out in defeat.

The clip switches to a recent Showdown. Adkins gets up, folds up the chair and slams it down on Shotgun’s right arm. Shotgun wakes up and holds his arm in pain as Adkins start laughing. Adkins swings the chair and hits Shotgun in the left arm. Shotgun rolls to the side in clear pain.

Adkins: “January twenty second, two thousand and twelve. Does that date mean anything to you Shot? Does it?”

Shotgun lets go of the sharpshooter as Danielle Worley gets on the microphone.

Worley: "The winner of this match and NEW XWF World... Heavyweight... Champion... The Elite Savior... CARRRLLOOOS SHOOOOTGUNNN!!!!"

Shotgun is breathing heavily and Adkins looks at him with a deranged look. Adkins swings the chair across the midsection once more.

Adkins: "You stole the spotlight. You stole my glory. I’m going to pay you back ten fold. Take this as a gift… from me to you."

Shotgun is up to his knees as Adkins steps back and swings the chair to the side of the head. Shotgun is out cold as Adkins slams the chair on his back before extending his arms and posing in the middle of the ring.

Shotgun: “I think it’s time to punch your teeth out.”

The video changes to last week’s Showdown. Adkins drops the microphone and immediately gets tackled by Shotgun who hits him with hard lefts and rights. Adkins’ lip immediately starts bleeding as security runs down to the ring. Shotgun picks him up and headbutts him splitting his forehead open.

Shotgun: “I remember… I remember everything…”

Adkins puts his arms up and refuses to defend himself while he continues to cackle and Shotgun continues to hit him. He continues laughing as security restrains Shotgun. Shotgun pushes them off and goes to Adkins who still remains helpless on the mat laughing it up.

Adkins: “ah yes, once upon a time not that long ago I was fucking your wife on a regular basis and she LOVED IT! LOVED IT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!”

Shotgun: “I will finish this once and for all, in LA. He wants redemption? He will get reassurance. There will no longer be any doubt, when it comes to Shotgun and Adkins, Adkins and Shotgun, I win.”

Quick clips of the many battles between Shotgun and Adkins are shown in rapid succession. It concludes with clips of both Shotgun and Adkins bloody lying in defeat.

Shotgun: “It ends in LA.”

The video ends as the camera cuts to ringside with Chico and Manic.

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"The Elite Savior" Carlos Shotgun vs "The Xtreme Icon" Mark Adkins - No Holds Barred

Worley: "The following contest is No Holds Barred, scheduled for one fall!"

"Do the Evolution" by Pearl Jam cues up over the sound system as the fans all rise to their feet. The camera pans over towards the entrence way as "The Elite Savior" Carlos Shotgun makes his way out to a huge ovation.

Manic: "Here he is!"

Chico: "The Elite Savior!"

Shotgun stands at the front of the entrence with his arms raised to the sides as a spotlight shines down on him.

Crowd: "Iron Bong! Iron Bong! Iron Bong!"

Shotgun nods his head in approval as he makes his way down the eisle.

Worley: "Making his way down the eisle from San Juan, Puerto Rico. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds. "The Elite Savior".. Carlos.. Shotgun!!"

Shotgun enters the ring as the crowd continues to cheer.

Manic: "Shotgun a former three time World Heavyweight Champion won his last title in this very building against the man who's about to make his way out."

Chico: "Classic rivalry Manic one of the biggest that this company has ever seen. Nobody and I mean nobody knows Shotgun inside that squared circle more than Mark Adkins."

Shotgun circles around the ring as the lights go off in the Staples Center. A loud pyro at the front of the entrence goes off as text appears on the large jumbo screen.

WE.. ARE.. HERE!!

- THE SYNDICATE -

"Nobody Hears" by Suicidal Tendencies cues up at "The Xtreme Icon" Mark Adkins makes his way out to an insane mixed reaction. Adkins is sporting a TV-MA shirt. Ken Anderson is on the front with a big X spray painted over his face. In the back the shirt reads "The Xtreme Icon - Often Imitated, Never Duplicated". Adkins points from left to right.

Adkins: "This is for all the Apostiles here tonight!"

Adkins makes his walk down the eisle as Shotgun continues to look on.

Worley: "Making his way down the eisle from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty seven pounds. "The Xtreme Icon".. Mark.. Adkins!!"

Adkins continues his walk all with a big smile on his face looking straight at Shotgun.

Manic: "Adkins has stated that everything started going downhill for him ever since Total Annihilation when he dropped the World Heavyweight Title. He says that the hell he's been going through has all been because of Carlos Shotgun."

Chico: "Yeah and I find it hard to believe that Adkins would have anything to say about anyone making his life a living hell. Adkins lived and thrived on the whole concept of making Shotgun's life a living hell."

Adkins walks up the ringsteps and enters through the ropes as the music cuts out. The referee takes a step back as Shotgun looks ready to fight. Adkins takes off his shirt and throws it away as he makes a slow walk to the center of the ring. Shotgun nods his head and does the same thing. The camera pans back to get a shot of the crowd as they are all still standing on their feet.

Crowd: "Lets go Shotgun!! Lets go Adkins!! Lets go Shotgun!! Lets go Adkins!!"

Adkins: "I forgot to mention Carlos.. She love it!! Ha ha!!"

Shotgun dives in and takes Adkins to the canvas with a double leg as the referee calls for the bell.

Manic: "Here we go!!"

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Adkins rolls over before standing up. Adkins hits him with quick lefts and rights stunning Shotgun and sending him back first into the ropes.

Adkins drives his shoulder into Shotgun’s midsection and whips Shotgun against the ropes. Adkins fires off a dropkick but Shotgun puts the breaks on. Shotgun goes to grab Adkins but Adkins immediately rolls to the outside and mocks Shotgun who is visibly frustrated in the ring.

Chico: Shotgun came in like a bat out of hell but Adkins was quick to defuse the situation.

Manic: He better settle down and think things through cause Adkins is playing him for a fool.

Shotgun slides to the outside and Adkins immediately hits him with lefts and rights. Shotgun pushes him down but Adkins gets and drives the shoulder again to the mid-section causing Shotgun to hit back first into the apron. Adkins throws Shotgun into the rail and Shotgun hits it gut first, his body folded over it like an accordion.

Manic: Adkins keeps outsmarting Shotgun!

Adkins follows up with a lungblower on the outside as the fans “ohhh”. Shotgun holds his back in pain as Adkins seems to be in completely control. He walks over to the ring steps and picks them up. Shotgun is seen recovering as Adkins quickly approaches. He takes the steps up high into the air and slams them down but Shotgun desperately rolls to the side at the last second. Adkins tries to hit him again but Shotgun continues rolling as far away as possible.

Shotgun immediately jumps up and charges at Adkins and hits the steps with a dropkick which causes them to hit Adkins right in the face. The fans pop as Shotgun grabs Adkins by the hair and slams him face first into the protective rail.

Chico: The first bits of offense from Shotgun!

Adkins bounces off and falls to his knees trying to make his way to the apron. He manages to get up but Shotgun grabs him from behind, hooks him up and hits the Bong Shot aka the Russian leg sweep into the steel railing. Adkins is holding up his head in pain as Shotgun looks at the fans around him who cheer him on.

Manic: This is what Shotgun wanted! Adkins is in trouble!

Adkins is visibly rocked as Shotgun pulls him up and nails a big knee to the mid-section which takes all of his air out. Immediately, Shotgun whips Adkins into the ring post near the announce tables. Adkins manages to block it but Shotgun charges right behind him and splashes him into the post. Adkins drop to the ground as Shotgun looks at him coldly, methodically.

Adkins crawls to the announce table and pulls himself up. Shotgun follows behind and grabs Adkins by the hair. Shotgun slams Adkins but he blocks and slams Shotgun’s head instead against the top of the desk. Shotgun staggers back and Adkins grabs a monitor. Shotgun goes to grab Adkins but Adkins hits him right to the side of the head with the monitor. Shotgun drops to the ground as Adkins buys himself some time.

Chico: Hey! Give me back my monitor!

Manic: These men are past reasoning Chico. The people in LA were promised a fight and they are getting it right here right now.

Adkins grabs Shotgun by the hair and slams his head against the desk one more time. He places Shotgun on top of the table and climbs up with him. The fans start to buzz as Adkins gets up on the table and picks Shotgun up by the hair. Adkins hooks Shotgun and lifts him up for a piledriver. The fans gasp as Shotgun sandbags him and comes back down. Adkins hits him in the back once, twice, three times and lifts him up again. Shotgun once again shifts his weight and counters with a backdrop. Adkins lands all the way down on the protective mat as the fans explode.

Manic: Adkins just got dropped from over 8 feet in the air!

Chico: My god, his back might be shattered to pieces!

Shotgun looks around and extends his arms in a savior pose before leaping from the top of the desk and landing on top of Adkins with a legdrop. Shotgun holds his backside in pain as Adkins seems to be out for the moment.

Manic: You don’t see Shotgun doing aerial moves often but damn if that didn’t connect right on the spot.

Chico: These men are not here to wrestle Manic. They are here to injure each other.

The fans are cheering as Shotgun gets up and looks down at Adkins. He looks at the table before looking down at his opponent. A perverted smile grows on his face as he grabs Adkins by the hair. Adkins can barely stand as Shotgun positions him next to the table. Shotgun does his signature pose before kicking Adkins in the midsection. Shotgun picks up Adkins for a bullet bomb and goes to drop him right into the announcers table. Adkins fights back with desperate lefts and right hands. Shotgun is forced to let go and immediately Adkins drops him with the End of 5 RKO right in front of the table. The fans explode as Adkins recovers on the ground next to the fallen Shotgun.

Manic: End of 5! End of 5! Adkins hit it!

Chico: Adkins has to roll Shotgun to the ring immediately and pin him! This match is his to lose!

Adkins gets and cackles as the fans come alive. “Let’s go Adkins/Let’s go Shotgun” chants start to duel as Adkins once again looks at the announce table with bad intentions. He grabs Shotgun by the hair and places him on top of the table once more. Adkins goes over to the time keeper and pushes him off the chair before picking it up.

Chico: Adkins doesn’t seem to be done.

Adkins walks over to Shotgun who is still motionless and raises the chair up high. He laughs before swinging it right into Shotgun’s chest once, twice, three times. Adkins drops the chair and looks around, his eyes growing more deranged by the second.

Manic: You can see it in his face. He’s loving every second of this Chico.

Adkins climbs the apron and looks at Shotgun as the fans quickly start to buzz. Adkins looks at the top rope and the fans start screaming as Adkins climbs up all the way up. Shogun is motionless as Adkins mocks Shotgun’s savior pose and extends his arms. The fans boo right before Adkins leaps up into the 630 splash Lake Shore Drive! The arena explodes and “holy shit” chants follow as Adkins connects it beautifully and drives Shotgun through the table.

Chico: NO!!!! WE NEED HELP!! WE NEED HELP RIGHT NOW!!!!

Manic: I have never seen something like that in my life! I am speechless!

The fans keep chanting as a replay is immediately shown. The referee rushes to the aid of both men as trainers rush to their aid as well. There is chaos at ringside as both men are down and out.

Chico: Ladies and gentlemen we apologize but I’m not sure either man can continue by this point…

The EMT’s check on both men. Adkins is the first one to be seen showing movements. He is seen asking the EMT’s where Shotgun is. They try to keep him down but Adkins stumbles up to his feet. Shotgun remains motionless as the referee tries to intervene but Adkins tosses him to the side. Adkins grabs Shotgun and drags him near the apron.

Adkins tosses Shotgun into the ring and slides in right behind him. Adkins pins Shotgun one… two… kickout! Adkins is stunned as the fans erupt with cheers.

Chico: How did he do it?!?!

Manic: Pure instinct, nothing else to it.

Adkins punches the mat in frustration before breathing in deep and calming down. He gets up and looks down at Shotgun analyzing his next move. Shotgun is showing signs of movement as Adkins proceeds to stomp him over and over. Adkins yells at the crowd to shut up which draws immediate boos.

Adkins grabs Shotgun’s leg and begins to trash talk Shotgun as he hooks them up for a sharpshooter. Shotgun fights back and refuses to turn over. Adkins continues to struggle and Shotgun rakes him in the eyes and pushes him into the ropes. Just as Adkins bounces off Shotgun immediately hooks him with a small package one… two… kickout!

Manic: Shotgun had to resort to a small package and hope it got the job done. He is still in big trouble.

The fans start chanting for Shotgun as Adkins gets up before he does and stomps him some more. Adkins immediately applies a chin lock and wears Shotgun down. Shotgun is seen struggling as he tries to get up to his knees. Shotgun follows up with some elbows to the mid-section which causes Adkins to lose his grip.

Shogun follows up with an Irish whip. As Adkins bounces off Shotgun hits a drop kick. Adkins puts on the breaks and immediately grabs the legs, hooks them up and applies the sharpshooter in the center ring. Shotgun is in trouble as Adkins pulls back with all his strength!

Chico: He’s got it locked in! The Bullet Shock! Can he make Shotgun submit with his own finishing maneuver!?!?

Manic: Listen to this crowd Chico!

The fans are screaming their lungs out as Adkins pulls back even farther. Shotgun is screaming in pain refusing to quit. He uses all his strength and manages to reach to bottom rope. The referee signals for Adkins to break the hold but Adkins flips him off and pulls back harder! The fans boo as Adkins has the move comfortably applied.

Chico: Adkins doesn’t have to let go. This is no holds barred. Only way to win is by pinfall or submission and Shotgun looks like he’s about to tap at any second!

Adkins screams for Shotgun to tap out. Shotgun doesn’t let go of the ropes and instead grabs the second and then the third one pulling himself up causing Adkins to lose his grip. Shotgun manages to kick out of the move and gets to his feet. Adkins turns around and charges at him. Shotgun ducks to the side, turns around and immediately hits Adkins with a Guttermouth superkick.

Manic: Oh my! Shotgun just stole Adkins’ signature move!

Chico: He just paid him back!

Shotgun immediately drops down and covers Mark Adkins. One… two…. Kickout! Shotgun is stunned and the crowd is disappointed as Mark Adkins refuses to be put away. Shotgun looks around showing signs of frustration as he slowly gets up and looks down at his opponent.

Shogun mocks the “Xtreme Massiah” pose and gets into position for the End of 5. Adkins slowly makes his way to his feet as the fans eat it up.

Manic: This has stopped being a match and it has become a show of one upping each other!

Chico: These men know each other’s move and they are out to humiliate the other.

Adkins gets up and Shotgun hooks the head and goes for the End of 5 RKO. Adkins slips out and pushes Shotgun into the turnbuckle out of desperation. He follows up by driving his shoulder into the midsection. Shotgun gasps for air as Adkins hooks him up into a Russian legsweep and drives him into the turnbuckle with the Bong Hit. The fans explode as Shotgun holds the back of his head in pain.

Chico: Shotgun just learned how efficient that move can be!

Manic: A taste of his own medicine Chico.

Adkins gets in position and calls for the bullet bomb as the fans begin to boo. Adkins waits patiently as Shotgun slowly gets up. Immediately Adkins hits him with a kick and hoists him up into a powerbomb. Shotgun slips out and immediately counters with a german suplex. He keeps his grip, pulls Adkins up and drops him with a second german suplex. Shotgun pulls Adkins up a third time, Adkins swings, Shotgun ducks and hooks him for a belly to belly suplex. Adkins immediately headbutts Shotgun and counters with a german suplex of his own.

The fans explode as Adkins holds on and pulls Shotgun back up before dropping him with a second German suplex. Adkins pulls up Shotgun a third time. Shotgun swings and Adkins blocks before hooking him for a belly to belly. Shotgun immediately rakes Adkins’ eyes and hits a huge blow to the midsection. Adkins gasps for air as Shotgun picks him up and drops him in the center ring with a bullet bomb. Shotgun pins as the fans count along one… two…. three!

Chico: He did it! Oh my! What a match!

*ding* *ding* *ding*

Shotgun drops to the mat exhausted and looks at Adkins who is still out. He breathes heavy as the referee proclaims him the winner.

Worley: The winner of this match.. "The Elite Savior".. Carlos Shotgun!!

Manic: These men put on a show here tonight. They tried to outdo each other at every turn but in the end it was Shotgun’s bullet bomb that got the job done. Hell of a match.

Shotgun lies against the ropes as “Do the evolution” plays in the background. Shotgun stays in the ring and looks at Adkins who starts to show movement. The music is cut off as Adkins get up to his feet wobbly. Shotgun stands in front of him with a serious look on his face.

Winner by Pinfall: "The Elite Savior" Carlos Shotgun

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