(1/29/18) NBW Presents: Blood Moon Rising May 5, 2020 16:05:36 GMT -5
Post by Action Reel on May 5, 2020 16:05:36 GMT -5
Lights go up to the filling arena, wherein two figures pace around referee Zander Hobbs. On the right, is the upstart Vincent Walker. On the other stands a proven fighter in, and his brother, Allen Walker. Both size of their blood like prizefighters. “We the People” hits summoning a spotlight to the announcers table. There, dressed in PPV best, stands Commissioner Larmarche with Sara Conway at his side. He then takes ups the mic.
Commish: All right you scum, who’s ready for some bloodshed?
He waits for the applause to die.
Commish: Well you picked a good night. Because there’s like a family feud. And tonight, we have two brothers crossing swords for the first time. Let’s get to the fight’an!
The Commissioner calls for the bell and the Walkers immediately lock up. Strength has Vincent into a headlock. He pushes his brother off – followed by a straight kick to the gut. Momentum takes him from a sprint into a reverse atomic drop. Vincent hops around before going straight to the mat via falling clothesline. His brother Allen transitions right into a surfboard stretch.
Sara Conway: Do you think he’s got this one in the bag?
Commish: Those Allen boys are tough, resourceful little roaches. They want that gold bad.
Sara Conway: Aren’t you the one that called it a “cardboard crown?”
Commish: That’s branding… we have an image to maintain, after all.
Sara Conway: Vincent working to one knee. He breaks the hold then throws Allen into the opposite ropes... and connects with a lifting dropkick. What form from the rookie!
Allen gets up rubbing his chin. Vincent tries for a second – Allen swats it down like a fly. He then hits a chain of knees to the ribcage. Vincent, fiery at first, seems to be slowing down.
Commish: I love that guy – he’s so damn ferocious!
Sara Conway: Walker blocks a kick… and he keeps the leg as a souvenir. Now going for something big here…. capture suplex!
Commish: And a bridge. Damn.
Sara Conway: Vincent gets the shoulder up. Now Allen’s back on the attack, slamming his brother’s against the canvas. Hobbs cannot break him from this vicious display.
Commish: Almost like, he wants to see blood. And it’s shared blood at that!
Allen goes behind and works his brother into a dragon suplex – and nails it – not before flipping over his grapple for a second – and nails that one too.
Commish: Oh man, he’s good.
Sara Conway: Yeah, but he’s really playing with his food now. He’s getting cocky.
Commish: Allen’s always been a cockle. His brother’s much less than that. Allen forgoes a cover in favor on more of this punishing technique…. senton crushes his opponent for another pin.
Sara Conway: Not even close. Allen might regret putting this show on display.
Commish: Why? He’s got it under control.
Sara Conway: Everything is coming up Allen, but Vincent would love nothing more – well, perhaps their dad – than usurping the family crown from this contest.
Allen pulls his brother’s deadweight from the floor then steadies a wind-up lariat. Vincent ducks, then rebounds off the ropes with a spinning crucifix pinning combo.
Allen throws up a should before giving a two-finger salute to Philly’s faithful. Vincent tries to contain his brother, but superior conditioning reverses fortunes. On shoulder ram thrusts his brother to the canvas. Allen pumps his fist – “Pelicans We” interrupts his final display.
Sara Conway: Where are you going?
As the Commissioner leaves the table, fan cheer on the unseen movements of one, Captain Pelican. Larmarche and security comb the outside while Allen looks to finish things inside. An amorphous blob oozes from under the ring. Suddenly, the yellow raincoat of Captain Pelican takes to the apron. Secruity rushes but he fends them off with stiff kicks. The Commissioner tackles him by the ankles, wiping the Bum Fights champion in a dangerous way.
Sara Conway: Pandemonium breaking loose now. Our own commissioner has taken it upon himself to eliminate Captain Pelican. Allen Walker has been at the ropes for a minute. His brother Vincent beginning to stand again. Maybe it’s all those vegetables?
Larmarche takes control with security restraining the Captain for concentrated punches from Old Jo. Allen turns right into a rebounding spinning wheel kick. He rolls from the damage yet right into a side grapple. Vincent pins him with a release Saito suplex.
Sara Conway: Security taking all sorts of liberties here. They’re brutalizing Captain Pelican.
Allen Walker moves onto his stomach before Vincent can take any advantage. However, his attentions carry to the outside and the beating of Captain Pelican. That spit second gives Allen a chance to even the score.
Sara Conway: That was trap! A leg sweep drops Vincent Walker. No! He pulls out and onto the apron. Allen giving chase – and Pelican’s free on the outside. This show is out of control. But the fans are loving it.
Security chases Pelican – barely keeping his angler’s hat on – around the ring. He passes Vincent Walker and cheapshots the unaware face of Allen Walker. This stifling punch lets the younger Walker retake the ring.
Sara Conway: Allen is bleeding! What did the Captain hit him with? Whatever it was, Allen is seeing red all over. He wanders into the ring… but he doesn’t even see his brother waiting to pounce! Catch – a – Bloke! He hits the fisherman suplex – and the pin!
Sara Conway: And there you have it. A new number one contender for the Bum Fight Title. What are?
Commish: Shut up and get ready for the show.
Both Walkers have left the arena, yet security has Captain Pelican restrained near the timekeeper’s area. Commissioner Lamarche steps between them.
Commish: All right Cap… we get it. I know your demands – and we all heard you. So whatcha say we bury this hatchet, for the last time. Here’s that dollar I shorted you three weeks ago… Oh yeah it’s real. Go on – take it. You’ve earned it.
Fans seem split on if he should trust the Commissioner. Pelican bobs his head yes, then reaches in for the money. Lamarche welcomes this with a closed fist and cold slap to his cheek.
Commish: You ain’t getting a dime from me! And next week… oh are you gonna pay for tonight. Monday you got a match Cap’n. Against the man you screwed… Allen Walker!
Pelican rushes the Commissioner only to have three black shorts wrestle him to the ground. “We the People” plays Lamarche to the back while security tries to pull Captain Pelican away. He somehow breaks free and takes off through the crowd to the rancor of wild cheers.