I Quit Match
Max Daemon vs. Roddy Zalez
The lights in the arena turn dark to allow "Happy Endings" by Mike Shinoda ft. iann dior and UPSAHL to play on the PA. A single spotlight shines on the stage to showcase Roddy Zalez with his arms spread. His vest is open to showcase how physiqued he is, but the serious look on his face sits contrast to the usual smirk he adorns.
With a frown, he rips the vest off and throws it down before making his way down the ramp.
Adeline Floyd: Hailing from The Palace of Paradise in St. Petersburg, Florida. Weighing tonight at a stunning 197 pounds. He is THE...Young Dynasty. Roddy...ZALEZ!
Billy: It's Roddy's debut on Clash, but more importantly, it's the first time he's been cheered since he's been here.
Chris Avery: It was a few months ago when Max Daemon turned on his Dirge partners, Roddy Zalez, Kitsumi, and Doc Knockem, collectively known as The Rulers of Our Kind. Last week, Roddy made his return and eliminated Max and his new partner in The Dirge, Holo Make, from the battle royal for the CBS Title contendership. Tonight, he has been granted a match against Max.
Billy: Not just any match! An I Quit Match!
Chris Avery: Expect violence. Expect brutality. Expect shit to get pretty fuckin sick.
Once Roddy is in the ring, he wastes no time and starts to pace back and forth.
As if on cue, "Royal Flush" by Silva Hound ft. Mick Lauer and Jonathan Young plays on the PA system. The spotlights shine on Max despite the house lights still being up. He steps onto the stage a smirk on his face and his hooded jacket's hood up. He's also wearing the custom Reebok Ex-Oh-Fit Pure Platinum Hi-Daemons shoes. With an ungodly smirk on his face, Max slowly takes his hooded jacket off.
Adilene Floyd: On his way to the ring. Currently residing in a version of Baltimore, MD. Weighing in at 180 lbs. He...is "The Hellborn...and Heavensent"...Max...f'n...DAEMON!
Max sets the hooded jacket on the stage before making his way down the ramp.
Chris Avery: This man is twisted! He's deranged! He's disgusting! And tonight he looks to end his association with Roddy once and for all.
Billy: Last time Max was in an I Quit Match, it was 3-way with Graham Baker and Zombie McMorris! Max nearly had his arm ripped out of his socket, but he quit before it got too far. Tonight, Roddy and Max are both out for blood to the point where saying “quit” is the least of their worries.
Once Max reaches ringside, Roddy doesn't waste any time. He springboards on to the top rope and dives down head first!
Chris Avery: Holy shit!
Both men hit the ground, but it looks like Roddy almost crashed face first!
DING DING DING
Billy: We're under way, and Roddy's not waiting!
Roddy starts hailing lefts and rights on Max without a care in the world. The ref, mic in hand, exits the ring. Roddy sees this and grabs the mic from his hands. He smacks the top of it to see if it's on, and when the thuds resound off the speakers, he slams the mic face first into Max's face.
Roddy tosses the mic back to the ref before kicking a down Max in the abdomen. A thoroughly wounded Max gets up, using the turnbuckle post to his advantage. Roddy sees this and grabs the back of Max's hair, slamming him into the post.
The impact forces Max away, sending him towards a nearby barricade. Roddy steps back, pulling his hair through his head. He looks at the cheering fans for a few moments before turning around. He charges across the aisle, going from steel steps to barricade, hitting a crossbody that sends both himself and Max into the crowd.
Max hits the concrete floor with an impact while Roddy hits his feet. He high-fives a few fans, feeling the momentum of his move. But he's not done yet. He grabs the back of Max's head and drags him further into the crowd. Once Max sends a few errant right hands into Roddy's stomach, the latter responds by throwing him into a stack of vacated chairs.
Max tumbles through them. Roddy stands on top of one and yells at the crowd, who start reacting positively. Roddy dives down with a stomp, landing on Max's hand, which was sitting on a chair. Max gets up and starts to meander away, tripping a few times over the chairs and fans. When Roddy catches up, he picks up one of the fans' chairs and smacks Max in the back with it.
Max stumbles forward, reaching a portion of the aisle that is cleared. Roddy tosses the chair down and slams his opponent head first into the railing. Max leans against it, leaving him easy pickings for Roddy to Superkick him. It sends him down the stairs, tumbling to and fro, carelessly rolling before hitting the cleared area at the bottom.
Max begins to crawl away from Roddy, who makes chase at a leisurely pace. They are now near the commentator's area, and Max eventually reaches its barricade. Roddy is right behind him, and Max's eyes widen when he feels the back of his head be grabbed. Max tries for an errant right elbow, but Roddy ducks it. He catches Max in a back suplex, crotching him on the barricade.
With his balls in an unfortunate position, he's not in a good place to retaliate. So as Roddy climbs up on the barricade behind him, he isn't fully aware. Roddy balances himself on top, high-fiving a couple more fans before charging. Once he gets behind Max, he dives, hitting a spinning roundhouse kick mid-air. It nails the back of Max's head, sending the poor bastard face first into the barricade itself. His forehead bounces off the small protection there before falling back into ringside.
Roddy gets up and tells the ref to ask. The ref approaches.
Ref: Max, do you quit?
Max Daemon: Fuck you.
Max responds with a middle finger to Roddy, who blasts off another Superkick to the arrogant wrestler's face. Max falls back onto the floor, but doesn't ask the ref again. Instead, he grabs Max's arm, forcing him up long enough to toss him into the ring. Max begins to slowly crawl away, trying to escape Roddy, who instead forces Adeline out of her seat. He grabs her chair, folding it up and getting into the ring.
When Max reaches the opposite side of the ring, Roddy grabs his ankle with the free hand. He pulls him back, opting to grip the chair tighter. Max, seemingly unaware of his fate to come, gets to his feet. Roddy swings the chair into Max's back again, forcing him to his feet. But that's not all. Max, cringing form the pain, turns around. Roddy pulls it back, and hits a STIFF looking chair to Max's face!
Max collapses to the mat. Roddy grips his chair tighter, the dent in its seat not affecting him. The ref goes down.
Ref: Max, do you quit?
The camera sees the blood beginning to pour down Max's forehead. He looks up at Roddy and starts to laugh.
Max Daemon: Fuck you!
The blood from his emphatic statement ricochets into the mic and onto his wifebeater. Roddy gets the chair ready even as Max forces his way up. Max leans against the ropes, turning around into another errant shot from the chair. Max takes the full brunt of it, only hitting his knee. But soon after, he is right back up, turning into ANOTHER chair from Roddy!
The impact hits, and Max collides into the ropes. He flips Roddy off and bounces back into a FOURTH chair to the head! Max falls back, carelessly ending up through the ropes and to the floor. Roddy leaves the ring. He grips the chair and sends chair shot number five into Max's head. Roddy sets the chair aside just to grip the cover of the announcer's table.
He rips the cover aside before grabbing the monitors. He throws one to his left before sending the second one into Max. Max takes the impact into the gut and bends over. He steps forward a bit, colliding into the now exposed Billy and Chris' table. Roddy grips the chair and waits for Max to turn around. With one last shout, he swings the chair, and it collides with Max's face for the sixth time! Max falls onto the table, the blood pouring fiercely out of his head onto the white.
Roddy reenters the ring. He unfolds the chair, wiping a bit of the blood from Max that got onto him onto his legs. He looks out at the crowd. He looks out at the hard camera. He hits the opposite ropes, and on the rebound, comes back by stepping onto the chair, then onto the top rope, before ending it by diving down onto Max with a senton--!
BUT MAX MOVES! Max rolls off the table, sending Roddy back first into the table and nearly taking Billy and Chris out with him! The two separate, taking their headsets off in all the ruckus. The ref approaches.
Ref: Roddy, do you quit?
Roddy takes a few moments before responding.
Roddy Zalez: No!
Max uses the steel steps to reach his feet. He looks at Roddy, a smirk getting on his face. He rips the blood drenched wifebeater off his shoulders, leaving it hang from his torso. Max grips Roddy's hair, forcing him to his feet before throwing him into the ring. Max joins him soon after. He forces Roddy up to his knees. He wipes the blood from his face, whipping his hands so the blood hits the canvas. He rushes to the ropes, coming back with a harsh knee to Roddy's face. EBONY!
Max isn't done yet. He grabs Roddy by the neck. He forces him back to his knees, leaning down over him and whispering something in his ears. As the blood pours from his wound onto Roddy, his smirk grows. Once he is satisfied, Max hits the ropes, coming back with a knee to the back of Roddy's head! AND IVORY!
Roddy looks to collapse once more, but Max grabs him by the face. He grips his fingers into Roddy's eyes, gouging at them as he stands Roddy up. Max sticks his tongue out, smirking wildly as Roddy manages to get a few elbows into his gut. Roddy frees himself long enough to break Max's grip with a polish hammer like manuever. He uses his freedom to hit the ropes, leaping onto the second one and coming off with a twisting maneuever, going for an elbow--
But Max responds by tossing the bent-up chair into the Young Dynasty's body! Roddy collapses into the mat, holding his side close. Max stumbles back into the ropes, his smirk growing even as more blood starts to cover him.
Ref: Roddy, do you quit?
Roddy holds his side close, even as he stumbles up. He looks at Max with a look of hate.
Roddy Zalez: No!
Max shakes his head and bounces off, going for a Superkick! But Roddy catches it! Max shakes his head, even as Roddy throws the foot down. Roddy hits a quick back fist! Then an even quicker back elbow! He goes for a discus lariat, but Max ducks! KITSUMI TSUNAMI missed!
Max hits the ropes, so Roddy follows him through! Max bounces off, stopping long enough to turn around, and see Roddy approaching! Roddy goes for another lariat, but Max ducks. Roddy stumbles for a moment, but goes for a wheel kick! But Max ducks again! He stops suddenly as Roddy flips through, landing roughly on his side. Roddy holds it close, getting to his knees, and leaving him easy pickings for a Superkick to hit flush!
Roddy falls back and the ref sees it.
Ref: Roddy, do you quit?
Roddy shakes his head, holding his side close, but manages to squeeze out an answer.
Roddy Zalez: No...
He is clearly trying hard to breathe, and Max sees it. He exits the ring, throwing the apron up and getting out a toolbox. He throws that in, as well as a kendo stick. But that's enough, he pulls out a length of chain. He tosses that in as well before joining it. Max goes for the kendo stick first, he swings it a bit in his hand before swinging it down onto Roddy's side!
Roddy cringes and rolls away, getting up on the ropes, but standing up right into Max's line of fire, who sets off another kendo stick strike to his side. Roddy tries to resist, but when Max hits him in the back of the head, it leaves him open for a THIRD strike to the side. Max throws the stick down, sending it bouncing back out of the ring even as the ref leans down.
Ref: Roddy, do you quit?
Roddy shakes his head in pain, but pulls the mic close enough to whisper.
Roddy Zalez: No...
Max shakes his head in annoyance before ripping open the toolbox. He pours out the contest, deciding on a...ruler? A foot long ruler? He shrugs, slamming it into Roddy's face and breaking it in half. He then goes for the chain, gripping it tight before whipping Roddy in the side with it. Roddy yells in pain. He leans against the ropes, leaving his back open for another whip with the chain. Max swings the chain around, playing to the ground.
The camera catches Roddy getting up, fighting through the pain despite the red staining his gritting teeth. He slams his fist into his side for a few moments before waiting for Max to turn around. When he does, he meets a spinning back fist, then a back elbow, and he is helpless to stop the discus lariat that sends Max into the mat and Roddy into the ropes. He leans over for a bit, but otherwise shakes his head and stands ready. KITSUMI TSUNAMI hits!
He raises his fist up before dropping it, holding out his arm. When Max reaches his feet, the blood dripping to the mat, Roddy charges, striking Max in the back of the head. But Roddy isn't done, he maintains his grip on Max's skinny jeans, holding his left arm close enough so that when he ripcords Max out, Roddy comes back in with a roaring elbow. Max hits the mat, but as the ref goes to check, Roddy stops him. FOR AISURU then a KNOCKED OUT!
Roddy shakes his head, slamming his side a few more times and spitting out a wad of blood from his mouth. He grabs Max's left arm, walking back and forcing the arm behind his head. He hits a uranagi backbreaker before finishing it with a sit-out Franchiser. DYNASTY REBORN!
Once Max is down on the mat back first and Roddy is now against the bottom rope, the ref checks on the former.
Ref: Max, do you quit?
Max, finding some sort of life in him, rips the mic from the ref's hands. He sits up far enough to look Roddy in the eyes and flip him off.
Max Daemon: Fuck....you...!
Max throws the mic away, starting to get to his feet. Roddy grabs the chain, getting up himself and waiting for Max to get up far enough. When he does, Roddy wraps it around his neck. He pulls up, creating something of a noose as he chokes Max. Max himself reaches around, looking for something to use to his advantage. He finds the hammer that escaped from the toolbox. Max nails Roddy in the hurt side, forcing him to let go. Max throws the hammer away as Roddy yelps and screams. He hold his side close, spitting another wad of blood away. When he turns around, he meets a kick straight in between his legs! AIN'T THAT JUST A KICK TO THE DICK!
Roddy falls down into Max, who grips him close. Max looks at him for a few moments, gripping his hair tight enough to pull him back and look into his eyes. Max shakes his head and pushes Roddy past him into the middle rope. Max grabs the chain that Roddy let go off, but before he uses it, he gouges Roddy's eyes, forcing his head and back in between the top and middle ropes. Once there, Max wraps the chain around Roddy's neck and falls back into the mat. He keeps the grip, choking Roddy in the position their in!
This lasts for a solid half a minute before Max lets go. He gets up as the ref asks.
Ref: Roddy, do you quit?
Roddy's breaths are pained and stressed, but he responds.
Roddy Zalez: ….no....
Max grips the chain tighter, pulling it closer to him and leaning back once again. Roddy is put back into the noose. He tries to find freedom, but Max isn't letting it. He gets back to his feet, stealing the mic from the ref. He gets in close, yelling into it right next to Roddy's ear.
Max Daemon: How does it feel, Roddy? To have the breath in your body...escaping from your lungs...until the darkness hits...and you've got nothing left! No friends...no partners...no brother, no sister...no...fuckin...life!
Max pulls the chain tighter.
Max Daemon: Hey! It's alright! I know she's legal! I'll take good care of the psychotic bitch for ya'!
That sets him ablaze! Roddy pulls forward long enough to bash the back of his head into Max's nose. Max falls back, gripping it closer amongst the stream of blood dried and the blood pouring. The ref reclaims the mic even as the chain falls off Roddy's neck. Max takes it with him, getting up and holding the nose close. He turns and sends an errant whip towards Roddy's side. However, he catches the chain in his hand, the grit of his bloodied teeth nothing compared to the rage in his eyes.
He shakes his head and sends a STIFF Superkick into Max, who hits the mat with a thud. Roddy holds the chain in his hand, but doesn't see the charging Holo Make! He hits a running headbutt to the Young Dynasty's chest that flips him inside out, sending him head over heels into the mat!
Holo gets to his feet, shouting out to the crowd! He makes sure Max is alright, which means he doesn't catch the cheering of the crowd. It crescendos once Doc Knockem runs into the ring! He whips Holo around, forcing a few right fists into his head, but it seemingly has no effect. Holo goes for a spike with his thumb, but Doc ducks it! He grabs the bent-up chair from earlier, and swings it into Holo's face!
The big man stumbles, but otherwise doesn't react. When he rebounds off the ropes, Doc sets the chair down and hits the same ropes. He comes back with an elbow to the back of the head!
But Holo remains standing. Doc tears off his cowboy hat, tossing it aside before hitting the ropes again. He comes back another elbow to the back of the head! But again, Holo merely stumbles. Doc shakes his head and rips his suit jacket off. He tosses it aside and grabs the chair from before. He tosses it at Holo's head, who takes the brunt of it as it flies out of the ring.
Doc rips off his dress shirt, the buttons flying everywhere before it too is sent out of the ring. Doc gets Roddy up in a corner before returning in front of Holo. He grips him in a front chancery. He points directly at Roddy, who, while struggling to breathe, sees the fire in his partner's eyes. Doc nods once, saying “for her” before leaping into a guillotine on Holo! DROWNED IN LOVE!
Doc keeps the hold in place long enough for Roddy to keep his bearings. Doc yells at Roddy to “do it!” as he goes for a Superkick! LOVELY DYNAST--!
But Max pops in with a Superkick to Roddy!
Roddy collapses back into the corner, seemingly out of it and looking like a gunshot just pierced him! Holo keeps his grip on Doc, and charges into the opposite corner, hitting a spinebuster into it to Doc that loosens his hold. Holo backs up as Max climbs the same corner that Roddy is on. He look down, allowing his blood from his forehead and nose to drip carelessly onto him, before diving with a blockbuster! Holo hits a spinebuster at the same time, resulting in the For Whom the Bell Tolls!
Max gets onto his feet, but almost immediately falls back into the ropes. Holo sees it and walks to him. Max points to the ref and then Roddy, the former of whom rushes towards the latter.
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Ref: Roddy, do you quit?
For a few moments, Roddy's doesn't respond, his eyes glazed over and breath barely coming through.
Eventually though, when Max smirks in confidence, Roddy responds.
Roddy Zalez: Fuck.........you........
Roddy wakes up, getting to his feet long enough to take a charging splash by Holo. Roddy falls forward into Holo's chest. When Holo sidesteps him, Roddy hits his knees before collapsing into the mat. He tries to hold himself up with his right arm, but the left one is too busy holding his damaged side. The camera catches Roddy gritting his bloodstained teeth as some of the crimson seems out from his lips.
The camera looks at Max, who uses his hands to adjust his nose. Once he deems the deed done, he lets out a grunt of pain. He then looks to Holo and asks “did ya' bring 'em?”
Holo reaches into his pants pockets, pulling out a pair of handcuffs from each one. He hands them off to Max while Holo lifts Doc up off the mat, holding his arms in place. Max handcuffs Roddy's left arm to the ropes, leaving his bad side exposed. Roddy notices this, and tries to find back, but a quick kick to said bad side stops this. Max handcuffs Roddy's right arm to the opposite ropes. Roddy is left there, seemingly crucified as he tries to escape despite him barely being able to breathe.
Max takes the mic from the ref.
Max Daemon: Holo!
He sees Holo's position, and sends a Superkick to Doc's face. He falls down as Holo lets go.
Max Daemon: You know what to do!
Holo nods once before sliding out of the ring. He throws the ring skirt up and grabs another chair. He throws it into the ring before going towards the nearby steel steps. He Sparta kicks them apart, sending the top portion away on its own. He grabs that and throws it over the top rope into the ring.
Max Daemon: Ah yeah...bring it in!
Holo slides back in and grabs the chair first.
Max Daemon: Recognize it, Roddy? You were powerless ta' stop me then...and you're even more powerless...ta' stop me now!
Roddy looks up and tries to escape in vain, weakly trying to rip the handcuffs off. Holo sides the chair into Doc's left arm before grabbing the steel steps. Holo steps onto Doc's left hand, keeping it locked into place.
Max Daemon: Yeah! That's right!
Max sends a wad of bloodied spit into Roddy's face.
Max Daemon: Just like...that cunt...of a tag team partner...I'm gonna break...his fuckin arm!
Max tosses the mic back to the ref. He looks to Holo as the ref approaches Roddy. He nods once as Holo lifts the steps up.
Roddy Zalez:....quit!The ref gets closer and Holo stops.
Roddy Zalez: I quit! Please...Max, please!The blood is heard through his pleas of please. The ref calls it.
DING DING DING
Once the ref turns back around, Max rips the mic from his hands. He tries to get him to stop, but Max sends the still active mic into his face. The ref collapses to the mat with a thud as loud as the mic's impact.
Max Daemon: So I won the match? So Roddy can fuck off forever? That's great! I appreciate that! But I want...assurance!
Max rushes forward and sends a Superkick into Roddy's face. The impact sends his head back momentarily before he slumps forward, hanging lifelessly from the ropes.
Max Daemon: Holo! Break this bastard's arm!
Holo nods before lifting the steps back up--!
Billy: WHAT!?
Chris Avery: THE FUCK?!
Billy: SHITFIRE!
“The Night” by Aurelio Voltaire comes on the speakers, and the crowd loses their fucking minds! Holo tosses the steps to the side even as David Hunter comes to the stage!
Chris Avery: David Hunter! He's back!
Billy: The last time we saw him in AW, he was beating Max Daemon thanks to Conor McGregor!
Max reacts first by collapsing into the ropes. David walks out and rips off his leather jacket. He just does a focused walk on down to the ring, his eyes on Max. Holo rips the chair off of Doc, forcing the arm away but getting ready for the fight. Once David slides under the ring, Max slides out. Holo goes for a chair shot, but David ducks! He hits the ropes and comes back with a Spear!
Billy: Spear!
Chris Avery: Max got the hell out of there, but Holo just took the spear!
Both men hit the mat, but David is up first. Holo hits the ropes, so David waits patiently. When Holo turns around, he takes a leaping sit-out stunner by David!
Chris Avery: Thrill of the Hunt!
Holo gets up onto his feet before stumbling back through the ropes! He hits the floor and Max is quick to get him back!
Billy: Holo wants more!
David takes his Lapis Lazuli shirt off, throwing it down at them as the fans lose their mind!
Chris Avery: Max won the I Quit Match! But David Hunter returns to save an even worse beat down! What the hell is going here?!