JS: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for the second of our Main Event’s for this evening. The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the AoWF WORLD TITLE!!
Referee Andrew Woodford is ready in the ring as Angela’s music hits.
JS: Making her way to the ring, accompanied by Matt Attict, is the current AoWF World Champion. She is ANGELA!!
Angela and Attict make their way to the ring, to a chorus of boo’s from the BWA fans.
DS: I know nothing about this woman, Mayo. Do you?
SM: Very little, I must admit.
The lights fade out to pure darkness, as a pair of large, black angelic wings appear on the video screen above the entryway. They hover in the dark, not moving. Slowly, they begin flapping, and gaining speed. Finally, they give one powerful thrust, and shatter, which triggers a plethora of special effects throughout the arena. A faint blue glow picks up, bringing the rose petals which have been falling around the ringside area, and entryway into vision. The sound of cutting air, followed by a short explosion is heard, as blue sparks rain down across the entryway, and a veil of water flows into life, across it. The instrumental of “Zerøspace” by Kidneythieves begins pumping loudly through the building’s sound system. The song goes on, with no vocals, as the video screen shows a combination of Angel’s fight highlights, and Free Dominguez singing. This goes on for awhile, as nobody emerges at the top of the ramp.
SM: Angel’s entrance is in progress… but no Angel!
DS: Shame, cos what an entrance!
The curtain of water parts, as two figures silhouetted behind it step out, quickly. Maile and Cicatriz. Maile having the European Title over her shoulder. Pausing at the top of the ramp, they look unsure of what they’re supposed to do. The song restarts, and the crowd begins to get restless, as both girls step to either side of the entryway, and wait. A few moments later, the video screen’s feed cuts out, and brings up a view of the garage area, as a black Toyota Supra speeds in. A silver Chinese dragon painted down each side brings that intangible feeling to even the unfamiliar fans in the arena. They know who this is. A loud cheer erupts, as the car flies past the parking attendant, and right through a set of triple doors, into a wide hallway. Barely making one of the sharp turns in the back of the arena, it continues on its route. Feed on the video screen resets to the wings, and the entrance routine from before starts over again.
DS: Something tells me that was Angel!
SM: And just in the nick of time!
DS: Better late than never, Mayo!
The sound of an inline six cylinder engine is dangerously close now, as it seems to have stopped for something, revving impatiently. Immediately, some ring attendants appear from the entry way, and widen it, by pushing the side pillars further apart. The blue glow comes up. The sparks cut out. The water flows. And that car emerges from between Maile and Cicatriz, with an extra body. Free Dominguez, singer of Kidneythieves, the band that performs La Stygia’s entrance music sits casually on the roof, brandishing a microphone She smiles proudly, modelling a La Stygia spaghetti strap tank top, as the car slows its roll, Maile and Cica hopping onto the hood. Raising the microphone, Free begins a live semi-performance for the BWA viewers.
-i am a fallen zero-
-below the glaciers of the evil-
-i am a golden superhero-
-above the sun and all the people-
DS: Nice touch!
SM: Hang on, Dan, Free Dominguez isn’t the only other person coming out here with Angel!
As the car makes it’s way down the aisle, we see four people flanking the vehicle, unrecognisable to many BWA fans. The Supra pulls to a stop at the bottom of the ramp, driver’s door popping open, as Angel steps out. Another surge in the cheer of the crowd. More black rose petals begin falling, along with a wall of blue sparks on each side of the ring. Pausing to give Maile a greeting kiss, Angel tugs off the black Kidneythieves tee he was wearing, which gets a cheer from the female portion of the crowd, and tosses it into the sea of fans. Rising to a kneeling position on the roof of the car, Free gets to a harder part of the song, as Angel rolls through the sparks, which fade, and into the ring.
-space in your face, i’m gonna drink the fucking ocean-
-’cause i ain’t from a coast, i’m just coasting-
-said i was an afterthought you’d bring along-
-well who you after now, bitch?-
-run, mother fucker, run!-
Shuffling down the windshield of the car, Free slides into a seated position between Maile and Cica. The wall of sparks comes down, not as thick this time, as Angel flows through some Capoeira offensive forms in the centre of the ring. The sparks fade off to a light trail of fading smoke, as he casually strolls over to his corner of the ring, with a sly grin on his face. The song fades out, as Free finishes up singing her bit of it for now.
-i am the means until the end-
-i move a mountain with my hand-
-and i’m floating high-
-but i’m always down-
-skip or trip to face the space or fake in this-
JS: And the challenger is being accompanied by Maile, Cicatriz and members of the MoA. He stands at 6 feet tall and weighs 204 pounds. He is the master of the AngelWhip DDT… ANGEL!!
DS: The MoA? Who are those guys?
SM: If I’m right… they’re The Machine, Nightstryker, Silverback, Punisher!!
DS: Silverback? Is he the guy that’s coming here to take on our champ?
SM: The very same, Dan. On October 28th it’ll be Silverback against Leon Smith in a non-title match up. It is sure to be an UpRising not to miss!
DS: So why the hell are MoA guys out here with Angel and the rest of La Stygia?
SM: I’m guessing that La Stygia has teamed up with the MoA. C’mon, Dan, doesn’t take a genius to work that one out!
In the ring, Angela and Matt Attict have cleared out of the ring and watch in horror as members of La Stygia and the “good” MoA play up to the fans. Eventually the house lights come back up again. Maile, Cica, Machine, Nightstryker, Silverback and Punisher clear out of the ring and Angel calls for Angela to get in and start the match.
DING-DING-DING
The BWA’s Senior Referee, Andrew Woodford, starts the match as Angel and Angela stare at each other for a while.
DS: Here’s where we find out whether or not Angel can bring himself to hit a chick!
SM: Chick?
Angela rushes in for Angel and connects with a series of flashy looking kicks, which takes Angel down. Angela shouts down at the MoA guys as Angel gets back to his feet. He could grab Angela from behind, but stalls. She spins round, thanks to a warning from Attict, and nails a spinning kick to Angel’s face. Angel leaps back to his feet again and Angela manages to connect with a kick to the groin of the challenger. Angel’s face turns to one of anger.
SM: Angel not wanting to hit Angela early on, but that low blow may have just changed things!
Angel grabs Angela and whips her into the ropes. He takes her down with a drop toe hold, following up what looks to be a regular Texas Cloverleaf. He leans back, lifting Angela into the air and nailing a powerbomb variation. Angel pulls her up again and nails the powerbomb again before leaning back and spring-boarding Angela over. Her face hits the mat hard, and Angel releases the hold.
DS: Nice move!
SM: He must really be pissed after that low blow, that was the Misanthrope ’98!
Angela gets back to her feet and rushes for Angel. Angela goes for a cross body, but gets caught by Angel. He gets a half
surprised look on his face, not being used to being able to catch and toss his opponents around. Lifting her across his chest, he raises her to a military press, and tosses her over the top rope, and a bit of a ways up the entry ramp.
SM: Whoa, Angela goes flying!
Smirking, Angel bounces off of the far ropes, and after a long, lazy cartwheel, he goes into a standing moonsault over the top rope. He connects onto Angela.
SM: Starshine! So early on in this match, Angel comes off with two of his biggest moves!
DS: And the MoA are making sure that Attict can’t help Angela! But they’re not getting involved themselves. This is good, they’re letting these two go at it.
Angel rolls Angela back into the ring, and Angela gets back to her feet before Angel gets into the ring. She blocks him off as he climbs up onto the ring apron and brings him in courtesy of a suplex. She then slips through the ropes and lands on Angel with a springboard leg-drop. She makes a cover, but Angel kicks out at one. Angela pulls Angel back up and whips him into the corner. She follows in with a series of kicks and chops to the challenger and then Monkey flips him out of the corner again. She leaps up onto the turnbuckle, and waits for Angel to get back to his feet. As he does Angela launches herself into the air, taking Angel down again with a Missile Dropkick. Angela covers again,
One…
Two..
Kick-out from Angel.
SM: Angela putting together a good offence, here, Dan.
DS: Not enough to put Angel away just yet though.
Angel gets to his feet, and is met by a spinning heel kick from Angela. Angela follows up with a series of elbow drops as Angel goes down. She grabs the legs of Angel, and drags him over to the side of the ring. She puts his head under the bottom rope before leaning back and spring-boarding him up into the ropes! Andrew Woodford warns Angela as she pulls Angel away from the ropes and heads to the top rope. She goes for a moonsault, but Angel rolls out of the way. Angel leaps up and spots Attict at ringside. Attict taunts Angel, so Angel rushes towards the rope, slides under the rope and baseball slide Tornado DDT’s Attict on the way past!
SM: Nice move from Angel. But he’s letting himself get distracted, Attict is not in this match, Angela is. Leave Attict to the MoA guys!
Angel steps back into the ring as Attict goes to stop him, but Machine and Silverback step in to intervene. Attict backs off. Angela is back up and as Angel turns he sees her rushing for him. Angel sidesteps, and kicks out the backs of Angela’s knees as she runs past. This takes her legs out from under her, and sends her flying feet first between the top two ropes, and outside of the ring. She lands hard on the mat, right at the feet of Attict. He helps her back to her feet as Angel plays to the crowd with an exhibition of flashy kicks and spins.
DS: You gotta give it to the guy, he knows how to put on a show.
SM: But you have to wonder about how he’d fare against the bigger stars. I mean, next Monday he has a title match against Leon Smith.
DS: It’s not the size of the dog in the fight… it’s the size of the fight in the dog!
SM: Quit stealing Angel’s lines!
Angela gets back into the ring, as she was beginning to get counted out by the referee. Angel waits on the other side of the ring, Maile and Cica giving him a little advice. Angela goes for Angel but Angel cartwheels out of the way. Staying in a hand-stand, Angel manages to connect with a Handspin kick. Angela doesn’t go down, until Angel follows up with a rising jaw kick. Angel grabs Angela and sits her on the turnbuckle, facing out of the ring. He then nails a Spider Suplex, remaining on the turnbuckle. He follows up with a split-legged Moonsault into a cover.
One…
Two…
SM: Kick-out from Angela after a nice series of moves from Angel.
DS: He definitely has the upper hand at the moment.
Angel grabs Angela once more, and applies a standing head scissors. He hoists Angela up, looking set for a powerbomb Angel holds her on his shoulders. Rather than slamming Angela down, he falls backwards. Still holding onto her he rolls backwards, into a Boston crab. Stepping forward, he places his feet in front of each of Angela’s shoulders, and bridges backwards, pulling the crab as far as he can. Angela yells out in pain, and attempts to reach the ropes.
SM: That move is the Poetic Tragedy, and it could spell the end for the champion here.
Attict tries to help Angela, pushing the rope nearer to her. Punisher grabs him and pulls him back, the rope pinging back into Angela’s face. Attict looks to rush Punisher, until he becomes flanked by Nightstryker and Machine. Suddenly Attict backs off again. In the ring, Angel still has the Boston Crab locked on, although Angela is nearer to the ropes now. Eventually she manages to get one finger on the bottom rope. Andrew Woodford breaks the hold, forcing Angel to let go of his opponent. Angel steps back and waits for Angela to get back to her feet. She turns as Angel goes for a superkick, but Angela moves out of the way, meaning that Angel is left with one leg stuck over the top rope! Angela begins to use this to her advantage as she sends in a series of kicks to the one standing leg of Angel. Angel manages to block a kick with his hands and pushes Angela back a little. He manages to free his leg, and then looks for a spring-board dropkick, but Angela dodges. Angela then locks on a Boston Crab of her own, pulling Angel into the middle of the ring. Angel screams out, but manages to get one leg free of Angela’s grasp. Angel, now in a half crab, gets his free foot up behind Angela’s head and pushes her forward. This results in her falling to the mat head first, and him rolling back onto her. He leaps up onto the ropes and balances there while Angela gets back to her feet. Angel bounces a few times before jumping, and taking his opponent down with a Hurracanrana! He makes a cover,
SM: One…
Two….
NO! Kick-out from Angela after that high-flying manoeuvre!
DS: He’s impressive, no doubt about it! But he’s gotta stay on top of his game, not get distracted by Attict. Because then Angela could get dangerous. We’ve seen her pull out some good moves, but she’s not had the momentum of Angel.
Both competitors are back to their feet and look at each other, in a bit of a stalemate. They eventually hook up and Angela takes Angel down with a hip-toss. She follows up by leaping up onto the turnbuckle and connecting with a top rope leg-drop. Instead of a cover she pulls Angel to his feet, whips him into the ropes and nails a spinebuster. She runs to the ropes and looks for a springboard moonsault, but Angel rolls out of the way. Angela realises and lands cleanly on her feet, Angel behind her. Angel grabs her, looking for a reverse DDT, but Angela spins out of it and nails a reverse DDT of his own. She runs to the ropes again and this time connects with the springboard moonsault. Andrew Woodford begins the count,
One…
Two…
Kick-out from Angel.
DS: The challenger stays in the match, as Angela begins to build up some momentum. She obviously heard me!
SM: Nice series of moves from the champion. She’s one tough SOB.
DS: Surely that’s DOB, Mayo. SOB is son of a…
SM: Yeah, we know.
DS: So DOB must be daughter of a….
SM: Ok, I’m with ya.
Angel back to his feet, and Angela connects with a kick to the mid-section. She looks for a powerbomb, but Angel manages to reverse it into a Hurracanrana! Angel rushes to the ropes and as Angela gets back up he nails a Springboard Moonsault DDT!!
SM: ANGELWHIP!! That’s the AngelWhip DDT!!
Angel makes a cover,
One…
Two…
THREE!!
DING-DING-DING
JS: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and NEW AoWF WORLD CHAMPION…. ANGEL!!!
DS: He’s done it!
SM: What a great evening for the BWA, as Angel becomes the AoWF World Champion!
Angel begins to jump up and down in the ring, as he is handed the belt. Maile, Cica, Free Dominguez and the MoA crew all climb into the ring as the celebrations begin. The lights dim a bit as the instrumental of “Zerospace” starts playing, Free Dominguez starts singing again. Black rose petals fall, like the entrance, along with a bit of confetti and some balloons. Maile tackle hugs Angel, Cica grins from ear to ear. Angel passes the belt around to Maile, Cica and the MoA gang.