BRANDON YOUNGBLOOD/THE ANGLO LUCHADOR vs. IVAN STANISLAV/PAXTON RAY
We return from commercial to see Vince Howard standing in the center of the ring.
Vince Howard: The following match is our MAIN! EVENT!
Oh shit. Is the crowd in Detroit ready for Malice at the Palace Part Two?
Nick Stuart: One hell of a main event that we have for you folks tonight!
Richard Parker: Batten down the hatches, hide your wife, hide your kids because if you thought Ben Wallace and Ron Artest was a Detroit brawl, you’ve seen nothing yet.
See? Richard is picking up what I’m putting down.
Nick Stuart: The team of Paxton Ray and Ivan Stanislav though, can you count on them? Are they going to be able to co-exist?
Richard Parker: In a perfect world, they maim each other and we don’t have to deal with either of them again.
Nick Stuart: And then on the other side of the fence, you’ve got The Anglo Luchador and Brandon Youngblood.
Richard Parker: In a perfect world, they maim each other and we don’t have to deal with either of them again.
Nick Stuart: …
Seriously, Richard. Alright, get these folks in the ring, Vincey boy.
Vince Howard: Introducing the first tag team… first out, hailing from Lafayette, Louisiana…
Vince Howard: He is the BAYOU BUTCHER!
Vince Howard: PAXTON! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
“They say it’s good to start a story with a tragedy.”
The chunky guitar riff of “Fistfight” by The Ballroom Thieves kicks in as Paxton Ray walks out under the PRIMEView with Foster Nackedy behind him wearing his disco concussion helmet. Paxton sneers as the fans boo, then slowly holds his hand up in the air.
The day I finally met you like I knew I would
You raised me from the wreck of my doubts
You were smiling to yourself as if we both understood
The silent language of the anguish of a heart that sings but doesn’t make a sound
Foster gets ahead of Paxton, jeering at fans and shaking his head as if to show off his lovely helmet. Paxton slowly walks towards the ring, looking around as the crowd rains hate down upon him. He steps up to the apron and steps over the ring ropes, then leans back against them and closes his eyes.
Nick Stuart: The fans here in Detroit letting their feelings about Paxton out.
Richard Parker: I think outside of Russia and North Korea, everyone would be booing against him.
Vince Howard: And his tag team partner…
Vince Howard: Hailing from Arkhangelsk, Russia….
Vince Howard: THE RUSSIAN BEAR! IVAN! STANISLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAV!
“The Soviet National Anthem” by the Russian Red Army Choir erupts as Ivan Stanislav and Alexei Rulsan emerge from the backstage area. Stanislav and Ruslan raise their arms, side by side, roar at the crowd, and pointedly make their way towards the ring. Stanislav points and jaws at several fans along the way, while Ruslan points and hawks at the greatness of the Russian Bear.
Stanislav steps over the top rope and thunders into the ring. He raises his arms over his head and bellows at the camera.
Nick Stuart: Talking about people who would only be cheered in North Korea and Russia.
Richard Parker: Do you think if Ivan wins at UltraViolence, that Lindsay Troy would do shows in Russia and North Korea?
Nick Stuart: Are you trying to get owled?
Richard Parker: Yeah, forget I said anything.
Vince Howard: And their opponents!
The hard-driving guitar of Local H, “Cynic” hits over the PA.
Nick Stuart: New but familiar entrance music for The Anglo Luchador for tonight’s main event, Richard.
Richard Parker: For once, I agree with a decision he’s made in dropping that other song by that creepazoid, but he made a mistake going with whoever this band is when Solid Gold Rock ‘n Roll was right there! “The Reaming” from Forge Cycle Pt. 1 is NATURAL entrance music.
Nick Stuart: Don’t start with this again.
As Scott Lucas’ first “YEAH!” hits, The Luchador steps from the back, visibly exhaling from deep in his gut. He looks around the Little Caesars Arena, taking in the throng of PRIMEates cheering him and his yet-to-enter partner, the Universal Champion.
Richard Parker: One thing that might cost the team coming out now, do you think there’s any resentment between TAL and Youngblood here?
Nick Stuart: If there is, they had some time to work it out. The Luchador went out to Wisconsin, and they trained, communed. They’re still good friends out of the ring. Besides, all the hate is on the other side of the ring.
Vince Howard: And their opponents! First, hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and weighing in at 211 pounds. He is the first Intense Champion of the ReVival and the Last Champion of Tenochtitlan… The Anglo…. LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCHADOOOOOOOOOORRRRR!!!
The Luchador slaps hands of various fans on the way down to the ring and stops midway down the ramp. “Cynic” fades out. And then it’s time for HEALTH, and the fans sing along.
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE
Youngblood steps out from behind the curtain, Universal Championship strapped around his waist. He mouths the next line.
LET THE GALAXY BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNN
Vince Howard: And his partner, hailing from Bandera, Texas, by way of Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is both the first and the current reigning and defending Universal Champion of the ReVival… he is Brandon… YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNGBLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Nick Stuart: Listen to the reaction for the Universal Champion! They want him to get his hands on the Russian Bear!
Richard Parker: Be careful what you wish for, Nick. WE don’t know what kind of superior training regiment Ivan has, plus he’s got Paxton Ray by his side. I’m not sure the Diamond can count on the Luchador in the face of such terror.
Nick Stuart: You do realize the Anglo Luchador held the Intense Championship for half a year, right?
Richard Parker: Well, what has he done lately?
Youngblood stalks down the ramp with purpose until he gets to where the Luchador is waiting. They give each other a knowing stare. The Luchador nods first, and the Diamond follows. They bump fists.
Nick Stuart: Well, that should answer your question.
Richard Parker: For the first time, I question Brandon Youngblood’s judgment.
The Champion and the Luchador complete their entrance to the ring and hop on the apron with their opponents chomping at the bit.
Timo Bolamba issues his final set of instructions as TAL and Youngblood step into the ring. He then signals for the start of the match.
At the sound of the bell, Ivan Stanislav steps through the ropes and stands on the ring apron while Youngblood points to the corner for TAL to step out of the ring, who doesn’t seem interested in doing so, but does so anyways. Youngblood then marches towards the center of the ring and pushes Paxton out of the way, wanting a piece of Stanislav. Paxton grabs him by the shoulder and spins him around only for Youngblood to connect with a stiff right forearm to the face that rocks Paxton. Youngblood turns his attention back to Stanislav, wanting him to get back into the ring. With his attention diverted, Youngblood is met with a running clothesline to the back of the neck by the Bayou Butcher.
Nick Stuart: You know, while Brandon was trying to cool off Anglo Luchador’s temper, he’s got one of his own and it cost him right there as Paxton Ray mows him down.
Richard Parker: Both of these men are blinded by their rage and hatred of their opponents tonight and it’s not going to benefit them in the long run.
Nick Stuart: Normally, Youngblood keeps his emotions in check–
Richard Parker: –usually.
Paxton plants his boot repeatedly into the small of Youngblood’s back, who pushes himself up using his forearms before returning to a vertical base. Paxton’s relentless though in his attacks as he pushes Youngblood into the ropes. Ray grabs Youngblood by his wrist and goes to whip Youngblood into the ropes only for Youngblood to reverse it and Ray is met with a knee to the midsection for his troubles. With Ray doubled over, Youngblood slams his forearm into Paxton’s spine, dropping him to one knee. Youngblood then puts him into a front facelock and connects with a vertical suplex.
Richard Parker: Youngblood getting back in the groove there.
Nick Stuart: Youngblood needs this match tonight to get warmed up for his massive main event in two weeks time, hailing from Chicago. He’s only wrestled once in the past couple of months and that person he faced is his tag partner tonight.
Richard Parker: Youngblood might appreciate the slower pace and a match here and there as he gets older.
Nick Stuart: You want to tell that to his face?
Richard Parker: Nah, I’m good.
With Paxton on the mat, Youngblood gets back up to his feet and walks over to Stanislav, with the two trading barbs back at one another. Once again, Youngblood’s back is to Paxton, who takes the opening and connects with a running splash into the corner, with Youngblood’s chest colliding with the top turnbuckle. Youngblood remains dazed in the corner as Paxton clubs Youngblood repeatedly in the back of the neck before tagging in Stanislav. Ivan, chuckling to himself, steps over the top rope and connects with an open-handed palm strike to the back of the Universal Champion. The shot drops Youngblood to both knees.
Nick Stuart: Well, Youngblood’s focus lasted for a short bit.
Richard Parker: And came back to bite him. At least he gets what he wants now.
Nick Stuart: I don’t think this is the way he wanted it though.
Richard Parker: What, you mean you don’t think he wanted to get pelted with the righteous right hand of Stalin to his back? Whatever gave you that impression?
Ivan then reaches down and pulls Youngblood up to his feet before turning him around and pushing him into the corner. Ivan’s massive hand comes crashing down palm-first onto the chest of Youngblood, sending a reverberation throughout the crowd. Youngblood grimaces from the pain, but quickly switches positions with Ivan, pushing him into the corner, and connecting with a knife-edge chop. While the sound echoes throughout the Little Caesars Arena, there is no emotion on Ivan’s face, who proceeds to connect with a head butt that drops Youngblood backwards. The Universal Champion rolls through it to his knees and sees a charging-at-him Stanislav and drives his shoulder into the midsection of the upcoming challenger for his title.
Richard Parker: Nice quick thinking there from Youngblood. He’s going to need to stay light on his toes tonight and in two weeks time.
Nick Stuart: The fact that the knife-edge chop seemingly didn’t even phase Ivan is something I don’t think I’ve ever seen before.
Richard Parker: You come across a barrel-chest like that and you might not know what pain is either.
Nick Stuart: And what do you know about it?
Richard Parker: …nothing.
The shot drops Ivan to one knee. Youngblood slams his forearm across the upper back and neck of the Russian Bear before yanking him up to his feet and whipping him into the ropes. As Ivan bounces off the ropes, Youngblood lifts him up and plants him in the center of the ring with a spinebuster. Youngblood rolls off of Stanislav and tags in The Anglo Luchador, who immediately climbs to the top turnbuckle and connects with a leg drop across the throat of the Russian Bear. He quickly goes for the cover, doing everything he can to hook both legs at the same time as Timo begins his count.
Nick Stuart: Not even close to putting Stanislav down.
Richard Parker: I don’t know why people don’t listen to me, but I’ve been advocating hitting Ivan with tranquilizers for months now. How else do you expect to put someone like him down?
Nick Stuart: Not many have been able to do it in the past year. Only one, actually. And that was a year ago at UltraViolence and that man’s name… Hayes Hanlon.
Richard Parker: And none have done it since. I rest my case!
TAL gets back up to his feet in a hurry, planting his boot into the torso of the challenger for the Universal Title before he bounces off the ropes and drops an elbow across his sternum. Ivan sits up, having brushed it off like an annoying gnat. TAL begins to club him with a series of forearm strikes across his shoulders and neck, but Stanislav continues to rise to his feet before driving his fist into the midsection of the former Intense Champion. TAL drops to one knee from the shot, but Ivan then grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. Ivan goes for a clothesline, but TAL rolls underneath it. As Stanislav spins around, TAL rolls into a springboard crossbody that Ivan catches in mid-air. He holds him there for a moment before dropping him with a sidewalk slam.
Richard Parker: Now, light on his toes action from The Anglo Luchador isn’t going to quite cut it here.
Nick Stuart: Well, you’ve gotta make sure you put yourself in a position to not get caught and sidewalk slammed like TAL just did there.
Richard Parker: TAL is letting his emotions drive him.
Nick Stuart: You’re not going to do the Jedi Dark Sith speech here, are you?
Richard Parker: …I’m not anymore.
As TAL rolls around on the ground, feeling the waves of pain through his body from being slammed by the Russian Bear, Ivan is back up on his feet and plants his foot onto the chest of the former Intense Champion. He stands there for a moment, his eyes locked upon Youngblood, who is shaking his head. Ivan then steps fully onto the chest of TAL and stands there for two seconds before stepping off. TAL rolls around on the mat, clutching at his chest as Youngblood and Stanislav’s eyes remain locked.
Nick Stuart: Sheer brutality there from Ivan Stanislav! There was no need to do that to TAL and he might have caused serious damage, internal bleeding, to the former Intense Champion!
Richard Parker: This is all about sending a message to Youngblood. That he is bigger than just about anyone that Youngblood his face, he’s stronger, and he’s more vicious. If there’s anyone that Youngblood doesn’t want to step into the ring with, it’s Stanislav.
Nick Stuart: Yeah, I don’t think that is the case there. Youngblood is chomping at the bit.
Richard Parker: Chomping at the bit until Ivan knocks all of his teeth loose.
Stanislav turns around to catch a rising TAL and slams his fist into his jaw. TAL stumbles away from Stanislav and into the corner. Ivan slowly stalks his prey before slamming him in the corner with an elbow across the chest and throat. TAL doubles over from the pain before Ivan grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the opposite corner as hard as he can. TAL’s back explodes into the corner and he collapses onto the mat, his body wracked with pain. Stanislav walks over and grinds the back of his boot into the back of TAL’s skull before looking over at Youngblood, stone faced and pleased with what he’s doing.
Richard Parker: The mind games of Ivan Stanislav are glorious, no matter how much I despise the man himself.
Nick Stuart: Why exactly do you despise him?
Richard Parker: Communism is for wimps!
Nick Stuart: Alright then, going to end up in a Twitter war over this. TAL needs to figure out a game plan and fast at that because he might not be in any condition to walk out of here tonight, much less face off against Paxton Ray.
Richard Parker: Something tells me that would be a massive disappointment to The Anglo Luchador.
Ivan reaches down and yanks TAL up to his feet. He pushes him into the ropes and then goes to whip him across the ring. TAL goes to reverse it, but as he tries to yank Ivan, the Russian Bear doesn’t budget. Instead, Ivan yanks TAL into him and hoists him on his left shoulder. He walks effortlessly around the ring with TAL on his shoulder before he goes to drop him jaw first onto the top turnbuckle. TAL though manages to slip out behind TAL and uses his strength to shove Ivan into the corner as hard as he can. Ivan collides chest first with the corner while TAL bounces off the ropes and leaps as high as he can before connecting with a leg drop across the back of Ivan’s neck, driving him down to the mat.
Nick Stuart: They say white men can’t jump, but TAL just leaped as if he’s been infused with the blood of Michael Jordan!
Richard Parker: Who says white men can’t jump? Did you see who just won the Slam Dunk competition?
Nick Stuart: …just? It’s been like 8 months since that happened. Where have you been?
Richard Parker: I don’t know, Lindsay Troy doesn’t let me out much from the cage she keeps me in– I mean, I have important things to do in my life, Nick!
TAL takes a moment to gather his bearings and begins to crawl back towards his corner as Youngblood cheers him on, clapping his hands, and has his hand outstretched. As he is mere fingertips away from Youngblood, Paxton rushes into the ring and clubs TAL in the back of the head.
TAL collapses onto the mat as Paxton then drives his forearm into the face of the Universal Champion, sending him careening off the ring apron and onto the floor. Paxton then gets a few stomps to the back of TAL’s head while Timo admonishes him and orders him out of the ring. Stanislav gets back up to his feet, shaking his head in the process to clear the cobwebs, and drags TAL over to his corner before tagging in Paxton Ray.
Richard Parker: Smart thinking there from Paxton Ray.
Nick Stuart: …are you complimenting Paxton Ray?
Richard Parker: Look, just calling it like I see it.
Nick Stuart: Well, TAL had the opening he needed and Paxton Ray shut the door on him pretty quickly. And now… he gets what he’s wanted. His hands on The Anglo Luchador.
Ray steps through the ropes with a grin on his face as if he’s the first one in line for the good brisket. TAL, still on the mat, is unable to block Paxton as he reaches down and wraps his arm around the former Intense Champion’s pants/covering that is covering his lower back. Paxton yanks up as hard as he can and holds him in mid-air before spinning him around and tossing him onto the mat, with TAL landing with a hard thud. Paxton walks up to him and smacks him around the back of his head a bit before he walks over to Youngblood, finger pointed in his face. Youngblood smacks it down and the two begin jawing off with one another. Paxton shakes his head as he turns around and proceeds to punt TAL as hard as he can in the ribcage.
Richard Parker: Paxton Ray over here playing with his dinner, it seems like.
Nick Stuart: Punishing blows from Paxton, punting TAL again in the ribcage. He’s trying to extract as much pain and damage as possible.
Richard Parker: Considering that TAL was hiding his kid, it’s not hard to understand why Paxton would want to do so.
Nick Stuart: Not hard to understand, but also, knowing Paxton, he doesn’t need a reason to inflict damage on someone.
Richard Parker: Fair enough.
Paxton reaches down and pulls the dazed TAL off of the mat and drills him in the back of the neck and skull with a forearm shot that causes concern in the eyes of Timo Bolamba, who immediately checks on The Luchador. Paxton brushes Timo away and yanks TAL off of the mat and pushes him into the corner before slapping the shit out of TAL’s chest, the sound echoing throughout the Little Caesars Arena as if a gun had been fired. TAL groans in pain, but then fires off a boot into the midsection of the cocky Paxton Ray, catching him by surprise. TAL then does a standing switch with Paxton, pushing him into the corner before unloading on him with a series of rights that stun the Bayou Butcher.
Nick Stuart: And now The Anglo Luchador fighting back here! You have to imagine how good this feels.
Richard Parker: We all witnessed the brutality of what Paxton did to TAL’s brother, each shot has to feel better than the last.
Nick Stuart: Well, probably not for Paxton.
Richard Parker: Do we care about that?
With the opening in sight, TAL grabs Paxton by the wrist and whips him into the ropes. He goes for a spinning back elbow, but Paxton ducks underneath it. As TAL turns around, Paxton roars back at him off the opposite ropes with a clothesline that flips TAL inside out. The former Intense Champion tries to bounce back up to his feet in a hurry though and is met with a boot between the eyes from the Bayou Butcher. TAL scrambles to his feet again only for Paxton to connect with a headbutt followed by a trio of successive elbows across his sternum before going for the cover.
Richard Parker: TAL gets the shoulder up just in the nick of time. Foolish of him though to keep the war up with Paxton instead of tagging in the fresher Youngblood.
Nick Stuart: This is the danger spot for TAL and Youngblood, because they both want their opponents in the ring so bad, they’re willing to wade through deep waters to get there. Case in point.
Richard Parker: Exactly and it can come back to bite them, costing them this match.
Nick Stuart: You can see that TAL was starting to get his second wind and Paxton snuffed it out quickly.
Paxton drags TAL to the nearby corner, plants his boot into TAL’s midsection twice, before climbing up to the nearby turnbuckle. As he stands on the second turnbuckle, his back to the former Intense Champion, he grabs the top rope and then leaps backwards into a splash, slamming his entire body into the body of The Anglo Luchador. He immediately hooks the leg for the cover as Timo begins his count.
Nick Stuart: And another kickout from The Anglo Luchador, though he knows he can’t keep withstanding this kind of damage from Paxton.
Richard Parker: Not if you don’t enjoy being splashed by a two-hundred-and-fifty pound beast like Paxton.
Nick Stuart: Plus, TAL has to think about his match against Paxton in two weeks time.
Richard Parker: Exactly, this is Paxton setting up TAL for right where he wants him going into Chicago.
Paxton Ray shakes his head as he tags back in Ivan Stanislav. Ivan steps over the top rope and drags TAL to his feet before pushing him into the ropes. He then whips TAL into the ropes and connects with a shoulder tackle that sends TAL stumbling backwards into the ropes. TAL leans against the ropes before looking at his right. Ivan then looks over and sees TAL is inches away from Brandon Youngblood. TAL leaps with all of his might, his fingertips just grazing those of the Universal Title Holder as the Little Caesars Arena comes unglued.
Nick Stuart: Massive mistake there by the Russian Bear!
Richard Parker: Yeah, I don’t know how The Anglo Luchador managed to stay on his feet and put himself in the position where he could make that tag, but that was a much needed gamchanger for the team.
Nick Stuart: I think even TAL was surprised.
Richard Parker: Yeah, you don’t expect to stay standing when a bear gets his claws on you.
Youngblood rushes into the ring with a fury like never seen before as he slams his forearm into the face of Stanislav, stunning the Russian Bear. The Bayou Butcher rushes into the ring, but catches a headbutt from the Universal Champion before he connects with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that launches Paxton across the ring. Brandon gets back up to his feet and drives a chop into the barrel-chest of his opponent at UltraViolence before snapping a forearm across the jaw and neck of the Russian Bear. Youngblood takes a few steps backwards and launches himself at Stanislav, sending both men crashing over the top rope and to the outside!
Nick Stuart: Well, I think Timo is about to lose all control of this match.
Richard Parker: You think? Detroit is about to get up close and personal with two of the beefiest men in the state of Michigan!
Nick Stuart: Stanislav is reeling and Youngblood smells blood in the water.
Richard Parker: Good. Now do something about it.
The Anglo Luchador grabs the leg of a rising Paxton Ray from the outside and trips him up, sending him crashing to the mat. TAL then hops onto the ring apron, sluggish, but unwilling to give the moment up as he springboards off the top rope and connects with a leg drop across the back of Paxton Ray’s neck. Outside of the ring, Youngblood connects with the sole of his boot into the chest of Stanislav, staggering the Russian Bear. Brandon pulls Stanislav up to his feet and whips him into the ringside barricade, shaking it from one end to the other from the sheer magnitude of his impact.
Nick Stuart: The team of Youngblood and TAL rising to the challenge and taking it to Stanislav and Paxton.
Richard Parker: I’m just concerned that if anyone was leaning on that barricade that they may have a spinal injury!
Nick Stuart: The fans here in Detroit seem to be enjoying it very much as the road to UltraViolence is almost complete.
TAL flips Paxton Ray over and begins driving forearm after forearm into his face, a rage unlocked in him after everything he’s been through with Paxton, the latest of which being the actions of Paxton on his brother, Mikey. His boot, filled with those memories, connects with the side of Paxton’s skull, sending him rolling out underneath the bottom rope. Meanwhile, Youngblood tries to whip Stanislav into the ring apron, but Stanislav reverses it and Youngblood’s lower back collides with it instead, dropping the Universal Champion to one knee.
Richard Parker: I feel like Stanislav whipping someone into the edge of the ring like that is the equivalent of a bear throwing you thirty feet. It has to feel the same.
Nick Stuart: Do you want to try it out for us? You know, in the name of science?
Richard Parker: No, I’m good.
Nick Stuart: Meanwhile, the intensity from The Anglo Luchador has gone up another level. He wants to make sure that Paxton doesn’t make it to Chicago in one piece.
The Anglo Luchador then bounces off the ropes and connects with a suicide dive onto the rising body of Paxton Ray, which sends him stumbling into the ringside barricade. With a head of momentum in his favor, TAL rushes back into the ring and bounces off the ropes again, going for another suicide dive, but this time the Bayou Butcher catches him with a forearm across the face as he sails through between the top and middle rope. Butcher then grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him onto the ringside barricade, leaving his body strewn across the top of it.
Richard Parker: Get a stretcher out here and call him DOA, because the Bayou Butcher just wrecked The Anglo Luchador.
Nick Stuart: That was absolutely brutal from Paxton and you wouldn’t expect anything less from him.
Richard Parker: Seriously, that’s a wrap on TAL tonight and maybe for a while. His body is mangled worse than being in a car crash.
Stanislav plants his boot into the face of Youngblood, causing blood to start trickling out of his nose. This only infuriates Youngblood as he explodes from the kneeling position and tackles Stanislav into the ringside barricade. Stanislav, wind driven out of him from the shot, slams his forearm across the upper back of the Universal Champion. Youngblood grabs Ivan by the wrist and whips him into the steel post, with the Russian Bear colliding hard into it. Ivan turns around to see Youngblood driving at him with a spear and steps out of the way, causing the left shoulder to collide with the steel ring post.
Richard Parker: And things are going from bad to worse for the team of Youngblood and The Anglo Luchador!
Nick Stuart: Youngblood is down on the mat, clutching at his shoulder right now. That’s not a good sign.
Richard Parker: Talk about understatement. Ivan is going to focus solely on that shoulder and probably rip Youngblood’s arm off for good measure.
Ivan wastes no time capitalizing on the mistake made by Youngblood as he grabs his left arm and yanks him towards him, slamming his own meaty shoulder into Brandon’s. Youngblood drops to one knee, but Ivan yanks him back up and hoists him onto his shoulder before connecting with a shoulderbreaker to the now-injured left shoulder of the Universal Champion. Ivan then stands above the fallen champion. Meanwhile, Paxton Ray is climbing onto the ringside barricade and pulls TAL up with him. He plants his boot into the midsection of TAL and hoists him up for a powerbomb only for TAL to fire back with a series of strikes to the forehead. With Paxton stunned, TAL connects with a hurricanrana on the barricade.
Nick Stuart: The action is frenetic between the four men as Ivan is trying his best to destroy Youngblood’s shoulder heading into their big main event at UltraViolence in two weeks time.
Richard Parker: Can’t say I blame him.
Nick Stuart: Meanwhile, TAL with a hurricananran ON the barricade.
Richard Parker: I’ve seen a lot of shit in my time, but that’s one of those moments that you just can’t believe you saw.
Ivan places his boot onto the left shoulder of Youngblood and steps on it, increasing the pressure ever so slightly. Youngblood thrashes against the boot of the Russian Bear, but to no avail as Ivan strives to deliver as much damage as he possibly can. Meanwhile, TAL catches Paxton with a dropkick that sends him over the barricade. Paxton stumbles to his feet, grabbing the ring post, while TAL flies off the barricade and looks for a flying crossbody only for Paxton to duck and sends TAL crashing into the ring post.
Richard Parker: Oof! Go for the flippy doo moves one too many times and that’s what is bound to happen!
Nick Stuart: TAL hit the ring post hard and he might have knocked himself out of this match.
Richard Parker: Meanwhile, we may be seeing the final days of the Youngblood reign in PRIME as Stanislav is continuing to size up his foe and decimate him in the process.
Nick Stuart: Youngblood needs to do something and fast before his left arm is just hanging there when he comes out in Chicago.
Stanislav reaches down and pulls Youngblood up to his feet and drives him left shoulder first into the ring post. Brandon stumbles away from Ivan, but Stanislav follows after him and grabs him by the back of the skull and slams him face first into the ring apron. Youngblood stumbles away into the ringside barricade as Stanislav sizes him before exploding out of a three-point stance and goes to tackle Youngblood through the barricade. Except, the Universal Champion explodes towards Stanislav and manages to hoist him into the air and drops him onto the padded concrete with a spinebuster that nearly shakes the arena to its foundation.
Richard Parker: EARTHQUAKE! IN DETROIT!
Nick Stuart: That’s not an earthquake.
Richard Parker: Don’t tell me lies, I felt it!
Nick Stuart: That was Youngblood connecting with a spinebuster on Stanisalv.
Richard Parker: That makes even less sense!
Paxton rolls back into the ring and Youngblood does so at the same time, trading punches with each other immediately. Youngblood gets the upperhand on Paxton and pushes him into the corner with each jaw-rattling shot from the Universal Champion. Brandon then cracks Paxton across the chest with a knife-edge chop. Ray stumbles out of the corner and Youngblood pursues him before whipping Paxton into the ropes. Paxton comes flying back though with a flying forearm that sends the Universal Champion to the mat. Youngblood stumbles back to his feet quickly though, only to be met with an uppercut that sends him stumbling into the ropes.
Nick Stuart: What a shot from Paxton Ray, laying everything he had into that shot! He’s taking it to the Universal Champion, who is worse for wear right now.
Richard Parker: He needs to get out of the way because he’s going to end up doing more damage to himself and look… do any of us want to see the Universal Championship become the color red?
Nick Stuart: You don’t think he will, do you?
Richard Parker: Everything is possible.
Paxton rushes full speed at Youngblood only for the Universal Champion to dip his shoulder and send the Bayou Butcher over the top rope and onto the ring apron. Paxton slowly rises to his feet and is met with a right hand from Youngblood. Paxton fires off a headbutt that stuns him. Paxton then grabs the stunned Youngblood and tries to suplex him to the outside, but Youngblood manages to block him and slams his fist into the ribcage of Paxton instead. With Ray stunned, The Anglo Luchador runs around the side of the ring and connects with a dropkick to the right leg of the Bayou Butcher, dropping him to one knee. TAL then slides back into the ring and bounces off the ropes before connecting with a spear to Paxton, sending both men crashing to the outside!
Richard Parker: And The Anglo Luchador saves the day.
Nick Stuart: The fact that he was able to get his body up high enough to drop kick the right leg of Paxton Ray, as he stood on the ring apron is wild.
Richard Parker: What’s wild is that any of these four men are standing. How are they going to compete in two weeks time?
Youngblood kneels on the ring apron only for Stanislav to pelt him in the face with a meaty right hand. Brandon rolls off of the ring apron before being assaulted by a series of kicks to his damaged left shoulder. Stanislav drags the Universal Champion around the ring towards the steel steps only for Youngblood to slip out of his grasp and push him knees first into the steel ring steps. Stanislav howls out in pain as Youngblood kicks repeatedly into the back of Stanislav’s knees, sending the giant to one knee. Youngblood grabs the back of Stanislav’s head and slams him face-first into the steel steps.
Nick Stuart: And Youngblood delivering it right back to Stanislav!
Richard Parker: These two are going to be broken and battered going into UltraViolence!
Nick Stuart: I don’t think that Paxton and TAL are going to be any better.
Richard Parker: And another shot from Youngblood to Stanislav on the steel steps!
Youngblood attempts to pull Stanislav up to his feet and lift him into the air with a side suplex, but his left shoulder gives out on him and he drops to one knee, rubbing at the shoulder. Stanislav, seeing his opening, smashes his boot into the face of the Universal Champion. Brandon rolls over, in a world of pain, but Stanislav grabs him and yanks him to his feet before driving an elbow into the left shoulder of the Universal Champion. Stanislav then whips Youngblood into the steel steps, with Youngblood’s left shoulder colliding with the steel steps, leaving the Universal Champion in a world of pain.
Nick Stuart: Oh no, he may have done serious damage to the left shoulder of the Universal Champion after whipping him into the steel steps that way.
Richard Parker: This is why you don’t involve steel steps into anything. This is all Youngblood’s fault!
Nick Stuart: Yes, because there’s no way that Ivan wouldn’t have eventually gone there.
Richard Parker: I mean, Ivan has definitely shown himself to be a measured, composed individual. /s
The Anglo Luchador rushes around the ring and connects with a flying clothesline to the back of Ivan’s neck. TAL plants his boot repeatedly into the midsection of the Russian Bear before pushing him into the ring under the bottom rope. As he does so, Timo exits to check on Brandon Youngblood. TAL plants boot after boot across the face of Stanislav. As he does, Paxton Ray slips into the ring and slams his forearm into the back of TAL’s neck. He then spins TAL around and goes for the Discus Elbow, but TAL manages to duck underneath it. He then lifts Paxton up and connects with the Japanese Ocean Cyclone Suplex!
Nick Stuart: JAPANESE OCEAN CYCLONE SUPLEX TO PAXTON RAY!
Richard Parker: Could that be a sign of what’s to come in two weeks?! And who even are the legal men here?! Can TAL pin Paxton?!
Nick Stuart: Just one problem…
Richard Parker: What’s that?
Nick Stuart: Timo is on the outside.
Richard Parker: YOUNGBLOOD RUINS EVERYTHING!
With no referee in the ring, TAL walks over to the edge of the ring and asks Timo if Youngblood is okay. He is given a thumbs up and Timo begins to stand up as if he’s heading back to the ring. As TAL turns around though, he is belted in the face with the Universal Championship by Foster Nackedy! Foster quickly slips out of the ring, dazed, as Ivan then connects with The Red Scare!
Nick Stuart: WHERE THE HELL DID FOSTER COME FROM?!
Richard Parker: Hell?
Ivan walks over to the broken body of The Anglo Luchador and covers him as Timo slides into the ring and begins his count.
DING DING DING
Vince Howard: Your winners by pinfall… Ivan Stanislav and Paxton Ray!
Nick Stuart: What a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach right now. Is this what’s going to come at Ultraviolence? New Universal Champion? Paxton Ray murdering The Anglo Luchador?
Richard Parker: You have to come prepared for any and everything, Nick.
Ivan rises to his feet, a grin on his face as he holds both of his arms up high.
Beneath him, The Anglo Luchador looks beaten and battered.
Paxton is getting up to his feet and looks over at TAL, a wicked smile on his face.
And on the outside, Youngblood is sitting up, clutching his shoulder, and looking like he’s in no shape to compete.
Nick Stuart: In two weeks time, we’ve got ULTRAVIOLENCE! For two nights! Be there! Or watch on the ACE Network!
Richard Parker: Come prepared to have your dreams crushed and broken.
Nick Stuart: Oh shut up. For Nick Stuart, I’m Richard Parker. Good night everyone!
Our final image is of Ivan and Youngblood, eyes locked, ready for war.