FIVE STAR TITLE: REZIN (C) VS. FLAMBERGE
The lights go out. Anticipation builds and buzzes throughout the arena. After a few beats, we hear…
I AM DANGEROUS
Fire gulches erupt on the beat as PRIME’s French Phenom swags his way to the ring. If a man has ever felt himself, it’s here and it’s now.
Nick Stuart: FLAMBERGE, the Flaming Sword, coming out to flames!
Richard Parker: It’s about time that we made a line item in the PRIME budget for the totality of the awesomeness this kid deserves!
Vince Howard: From Strasbourg, France…weighing in at 206 pounds…he is The PHENOM! FLAMMMMMBERRRRRRRRRRGE!
The lights cut.
“I AM BECOME DEATH, THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS”
Off the sound bite, an exploding pyro rocks the arena, leaving behind a rising mushroom cloud of smoke over the stage.
Vince Howard: AND THE CHAMPION! Weighing in at 205 pounds… from Indianapolis, Indiana… THE ESCAPE ARTIST! THE GOAT BASTARD! THE FIVE STAR CHAMPION! REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZIN!!!!!!!
Ministry’s cover of “Search and Destroy” pumps in over the PA. The PRIMEview cycles through footage of nuclear explosions, weapons of war, burning cities, riots in the streets, and in-ring highlights of the Goat Bastard being his daring and dastardly self. Blinding white light fills the entry-way as the silhouette of a man steps through the curtain.
When the solo hits, the stage lights come up, revealing “The Escape Artist” Rezin, the Five-Star Championship wrapped around his waist. He stands in place for a few moments, his arms outstretched into a cross pose, and then begins the trip down the ramp. Reaching the ringside area, he does a loop around the ring before sliding into the ring, wraps his arms between the ropes when he stands up, and rolls himself back into an inverted cross pose.
He then looks across the ring at his opponent, FLAMBERGE. A grin appears on his face.
It’s time to go to work.
The two men begin pacing back and forth across the ring. The GOAT Bastard, and FLAMBERGE meet in the center of the ring after a few moments of dancing. Flamberge holds out his arm looking for a test of strength, Rezin goes to take the hand but slips under and behind Flamberge. The youngster is quick to turn though and not give his back to Rezin, he spins around while throwing an absolutely vicious knee strike.
Richard Parker: He almost cleaved Rezin in two with that knee!
Nick Stuart: It definitely had some mustard on it Richard, but Rezin was quick to move out of the way.
Rezin dips to the side of Flamberge and spins the youth down to the canvas with a drop toe hold. Rezin smirks as Flamberge gets up off the mat, clearly a little frustrated. Flambo fires off a right hand, but Rezin blocks and fires back with a right hand of his own. Flamberge staggers and Rezin keeps firing away with right hands. Finally Flamberge is able to cut Rezin off and slips a knee into Rezin’s midsection stopping him in his tracks.
Nick Stuart: Smart move there by FLAMBERGE.
Richard Parker: Sure, that was smart, but he’s not smart enough to stay away from Youngblood so…
Flamberge grabs Rezin by the skullet and tries to drive a knee into his nose from a muay thai plumb, but Rezin drops to his knees to get out of the way. The unusual defense frustrates the frenchman, but the offense that came right after frustrated him more. After the knee went careening by Rezin he swung his own leg for a leg sweep. Flamberge managed to jump over Rezin’s outstretched leg and fired back with a kick. Rezin rolled through behind Flamberge and leapt off the middle rope, slamming Flamberge in the face with a twisting forearm.
Nick Stuart: These two men are really fast, it’s almost hard to keep up with out there Richard.
Richard Parker: Rezin wrestling is like if Animal from the muppets was middle aged and had a mullet.
Flamberge rolls to his feet, but Rezin comes sprinting across the ring and grabs Flamberge’s head and plants him to the mat with a one armed bulldog. Rezin is back up in a flash, hitting the ropes and coming back off with a leg drop to the downed Flamberge. Flamberge rolls out of the way and Rezin crashes to the canvas.
Richard Parker: OH THAT’S GOTTA HURT!
Flambo kips up to his feet and absolutely smashes Rezin across the side of the head with a standing side kick. Rezin grabs at the side of his head and begins rolling around on the mat like he was hit with a sledgehammer. FLAMBERGE simply smirks for a moment before his face returns back to its normal blank state. Flamberege marches across the ring and tries to go in on the downed Rezin. Rezin immediately scrambles, wanting to stay away from the ground with Flamberge. He flails his legs, throwing an up kick, Flamberge is quick to grab both legs trying to move into side control. Rezin rolls onto his stomach and Flamberge immediately gives up the legs and tries to drive a hook under Rezin’s left armpit.
Richard Parker: What is this?
Nick Stuart: This is a man trying to kill another man Richard. Flamberge is putting on a clinic here on the ground.
Rezin rolls onto his side, curling into a ball while Flamberge tries to roll him back over. Rezin finally launches himself towards the ropes and manages to grab on. Ashley Barlow comes over to break the two men up, FLAMBERGE snarls as he reluctantly gives up his positioning. The two men are back to their feet quickly, Rezin comes running across the ring and Flamberge meets him in the middle.
Richard Parker: This is more like it!
Right hand flies from Rezin but Flamberge manages to block this time. Flambo tries for the knee but Rezin manages to shove Flamberge away from him. Flamberge turns back around to a kick flying in from Rezin at his midsection, Flambo catches the kick, and Rezin immediately levels him with an enziguri kick to the side of the head. Flamberge stumbles as Rezin jumps to his feet and leaps into the air sending Flamberge smashing to the mat with a hurricanrana.
Nick Stuart: Beautiful technique by Rezin! And look, he’s bringing Flamberge right back to his feet!
Richard Parker: Doesn’t want to get grappled into oblivion. GOAT bastard might be half intelligent after all.
Rezin pulls Flamberge to his feet and sends him into the ropes. Rezin waits, ducking under a knee lift attempt before taking a sprint into the ropes himself. The two come back to the middle of the ring, and it’s Rezin’s turn to leap into the air. This time grabbing Flamberge around the head and spinning around his body, once again driving his skull into the mat. This time with a Tornado DDT. Rezin crawls to his downed opponents as Ashley Barlow slides in for the count.
Nick Stuart: Not enough to take Flambo down, but still enough to really give him something to think about here.
Richard Parker: This is for the five star championship Nick, Rezin is the number one ranked wrestler in PRIME. Flamberge should have PLENTY to think about in that ring tonight.
Rezin is right back to his feet, and drags Flamberge along with him. Flamberge tries to throw Rezin off of him, but Rezin once again sends Flambo into the ropes.
Richard Parker: FLAMBERGE is doing more running than the FLAMBO tonight.
Rezin follows Flamberge into the ropes, almost chasing the young frenchmen across the ring. Flamberge hits the ropes at the same time that Rezin smashes into him with a clothesline. The two flip over the top rope and spill to the outside from the force. Rezin manages to land on the apron, while Flamberge goes all the way to the floor.
Nick Stuart: What a clothesline from Rezin!
Rezin is right back to his feet and Flamberge is slowly making his way to his own. Rezin stands on the apron and looks behind him, waiting for just the right moment.
Richard Parker: HOLY!
Just as Flamberge gets to his feet Rezin springboards off the top rope into a picture perfect moonsault. Both men are laying out on the outside.
Richard Parker: Genius move by Rezin! He can’t lose if he gets counted out!
Nick Stuart: Incredible move, but I don’t think that was the point Richard.
Rezin slowly drags himself over and begins pulling himself up using the apron.
Ashley Barlow’s count is clear in Rezin’s ears as he rolls into the ring. Flamberge is only just getting moving. Rezin lays in the center of the ring, his chest still heaving.
Flamberge makes his way over to the apron as well.
Richard Parker: Now he wins when Flambo can’t get himself back into the ring. He’s so smart.
Flamberge pulls himself up and dives into the ring to break Ashley Barlow’s count. But he dove right into a now kneeling Rezin. Rezin is right back to it, laying in a right hand off of Flambo’s skull.
Nick Stuart: Kid has heart.
Richard Parker: But Goat man is smart.
Rezin gets to his feet and drags Flamberge up with him. Flamberge weakly grabs double underhooks, but Rezin brushes them off, smashing him in the face with a left jab. A second left jab is followed with a kick to the midsection that sends Flambo reeling backwards. Rezin spins and tries to take Flamberge’s head off with a spinning lariat, but Flambo simply grabs Rezin as tight as he can around the waist, pulling Rezin in close. Rezin struggles, but manages to slip his hands in between his body and Flamberge’s arms, twisting Flamberge around like a pretzel.
Nick Stuart: INVERTED CROSS DRIVER!
Richard Parker: That’s gotta be it!
Rezin hooks both legs as Ashley Barlow slides in for the count.
Flamberge shoots an arm into the air as Rezin smacks the mat in frustration.
Rezin drags Flamberge to his feet once again. He tries to send Flamberge into the ropes again, but Flamberge manages to reverse and send Rezin careening across the ring. Flamberge takes aim with an absolutely wicked roundhouse kick but Rezin manages to baseball slide under. He jumps back to his feet and grabs the back of Flamberge’s head and drops to the mat for a neckbreaker. Flambo manages to get right back up to his feet only just behind Rezin who sends the young man running again. This time Flamberge comes back and Rezin smashes him with a huge palm strike. Flamberge is stunned walking away. Rezin comes in again, throwing another palm strike, this one right into Flamberge’s nose.
Richard Parker: Been awhile since someone’s thrown a palm strike!
Nick Stuart: Mushi does it all the time.
Richard Parker: Oh…
The third strike Rezin manages to side step and grab Rezin’s head in a muay thai clinch. He viciously swings Rezin’s head down and smashes it into his rising knee. Rezin is stunned and Flamberge brings him down for another. Then another. Spit flies through the air as Flambo drives a fourth knee into Rezin’s mouth and nose area. Flambo grabs the Five Star Champion and slings him into the ropes.Rezin comes off the rope and ducks under the axe kick attempt from FLAMBERGE, he bounces back off the ropes and dives at Flamberge with a spear out of desperation…
Richard Parker: SPEAR BY GOAT MAN!
Nick Stuart: OH! OH NO!
Flamberge goes to the mat, but immediately wraps his legs around Rezin’s torso. Rezin immediately begins flailing around almost unnaturally. His arms windmilling around in circles. He grabs at anything he can, Flamberge’s arms, his head, his eyes, but Flamberge has a look of pure determination on his face. He squeezes with everything he has, his bicep ripples and the veins pop out as he squeezes, his teeth smashed together in a grimace. Rezin’s flailing slowly begins to subside as Flamberge keeps squeezing and snarling. He arches his back and Ashley Barlow lifts Rezin’s arm once, twice, and then a third time.
It falls each time.
DING DING DING
Ashley Barlow dives in and pulls Flamberge off of Rezin.
Vince Howard: Your winner by referee stoppage… and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW FIVE STAR CHAMPION! FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMBERGE!
Flamberge smirks, he looks over at the time keeper’s table, waiting for his prize. But there’s one giant man standing there instead. Brandon Youngblood. And he has the Five Star Championship in his hands.
Richard Parker: TOLD YOU! KID IS DOOMED!
Nick Stuart: WHAT IS THIS!?
BY stares at Flamberge, snarling. Then walks back up the ramp, still with the Five Star Championship in his grasp.
Nick Stuart: Did Brandon Youngblood steal the Five Star Championship from FLAMBERGE?
Richard Parker: Sure, just like FLAMBERGE stole his Universal Championship.
Our scene fades to commercial with our new Five Star Champion seething in the middle of the ring.