Last Man Standing
James Nightingale vs. Frank Patrick Venable
Adilene Floyd: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL!! And it is a LAST MAN STANDING MATCH!!!The ripple of excitement, nervous energy, and readiness ripples through the crowd.
Chris Avery: This is what everyone has been waiting to see! Last Man Standing, baby!Adilene Floyd: Introducing first, he weighs in at 220 lbs... "THE MAN-MADE GOD"... FRANK PATRICK VENABLE, FPV!!!The pounding, thunderous bass of "Turbo Killer" by Carpenter Brut hits the soundwaves, as the crowd buzzes in anticipation. Slowly, the words "MAN MADE GODS" appear on the tron, and as the song reaches it's dramatic height, three letters are superimposed on the team name.
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As the songs drop hits, the man himself emerges from the curtain to cheers from the audience. Frank Patrick Venable, dressed in full ring attire and looking vicious, begins his walk down the rampway. His eyes looking away from the fans and focusing intently on the ring, he ascends the steps, walks through the ropes, and begins to psyche himself up for the match at hand. His head is bowed, but the intensity is written all over his face.
Chris Avery: FPV's eyes tell the story, Billy; after everything Nightingale and his cronies have done, to FPV, to his brother, he wants nothing more than blood tonight.Billy: It's gonna be a BARN BURNER, SHIT FIRE!!Adilene Floyd: AND HIS OPPONENT!!“In the House, In a Heartbeat'' by William Morris begins its slow-burn introduction as the arena falls into darkness upon the sound of the song's iconic piano chords.
Soon the piano is accompanied by the rumblings of bass guitar and in time with each note, a flash of strobe lighting appears, revealing a figure in the darkness standing in the centre of the entrance stage as his appearance is slowly revealed by the strobe lighting... it is James Nightingale.
Nightingale remains still on the stage; his face half-covered by his intimidating goth-style entrance mask with his eyes focused intensely on the ring. As the tempo begins to increase he slowly unbuttons his trench coat without breaking his intense gaze on the ring; revealing “The Lost Breed” in blood-stained lettering written across the chest of his T-shirt. The music pauses and the strobe lighting ends, returning the arena to darkness once again.
The music returns with an edgier tone, accompanied by electric guitar as the arena is now illuminated with blood-red lighting and “The Angel of Death” appears on the ActionTron, again in blood-stained lettering.
He continues to stand on the stage; Alice walks out of the shadows behind Nightingale, armed with her barbed wire-wrapped baseball bat, stopping at his side. Matthias Mintzel also steps out from behind the curtain, looking menacing. Alice turns to Nightingale, placing her right hand on his shoulder. She whispers in his ear and then kisses him on the cheek, raising the bat in her left hand and pointing it towards the ring, smiling seductively as she ushers her man towards the battle ahead. Nightingale cracks his neck from right to left before finally beginning his intimidating march to the ring whilst Alice and Matthias watch on from the stage, his intense soulless eyes never break away from his destination. His pace quickens as the drumbeat intensifies the unsettling theme music.
He stops for a moment when he reaches the edge of the ring, before continuing his menacing walk around the outside, marking his territory for the war ahead whilst continuing not to break away his attention from the ring. Nightingale arrives at the side of the ring closest to the hard camera; he tilts his head and climbs up onto the apron before finally pulling his intense gaze away from the ring.
Adilene Floyd: Being accompanied to the ring by his wife, Alice, and Matthias Mintzel… from The King’s City, England… weighing in at 220 pounds… he is a founding member of The Lost Breed...this is THE ANGEL OF DEATH!!... JAMES NIGHTINGALE!!!As his introduction is being made he slowly removes his entrance mask and drops it to the floor. Just before the music meets its climactic crescendo, he performs a slow throat slash gesture. The crescendo comes and he sprays a red mist into the air whilst throwing his arms out wide to form a crucifix shape as his name is called. His head drops back down as he smiles sadistically to the crowd whilst the red mist falls onto his face, resembling splatters of blood.
He turns slowly and climbs into the ring, marching over to the turnbuckle to his far-right and climbs up onto the second rope. Alice and Matthias join Nightingale at the ringside. Alice points the bat at her husband whilst he again performs his signature pose whilst he smiles sadistically at the crowd with his blood-stained face.
Nightingale jumps down from the turnbuckle, Alice climbs up onto the apron and together they share a passionate kiss. She climbs back down as Nightingale retreats to his corner, slowly removing his trench coat and T-shirt. He begins to loosen himself up, pulling violently on the ropes. Once he is finally prepared for the match, he begins to pace back and forth inside the ring ready for the fight ahead.
Chris Avery: This has been brewing for months when James Nightingale announced he was targeting FPV as his next victim. It was only weeks ago that FPV took things too far by interfering with Nightingale's family, and both men have tried to utterly destroy the other's life, which leads us to now.James and FPV maintain eye contact as they walk out towards the center of the ring.
The crowd gets louder and louder as James and FPV now stand in the center of the ring going face to face. Loud, viteruperative scorn and boos shower down on Nightingale and his cohorts, and tentative cheers for FPV.
Billy: I've got goosebumps, Avery!!James and FPV start a verbal war. Cameras don’t pick up what is being said between the two but they do pick up the shove by Nightingale to FPV. FPV steps right back with a shove to Nightingale and it instantly starts to break down into a heated exchange of right hands! Back and forth they go with the crowd on fire! FPV starts to get the better of the exchange as he backs Nightingale up against the ropes before shooting James across the ring with an Irish Whip, Nightingale bounces off the ropes ducking under a reverse elbow attempt by FPV. FPV spins around where he met with a boot to the midsection by Nightingale. Nightingale taunts the crowd, who respond with nuclear heat as Nights aggressively slaps FPV in the head as Venable is down on one knee. But then, FPV shoots up, and he responds with a stinging slap to Nights face! Nightingale, stumbling back a few steps and holding his face, looks directly into the eyes of Venable, who roars at him like a beast. FPV kicks Nightingale right in the groin! Then, as Nightingale drops to all fours, FPV pulls at him, yanking him by his straps up in position to hook him, calling for a reckless looking Ganso Bomb.
Chris Avery: Whoa whoa whoa whoa FPV is trying to get him up already, you know what he's looking for!!As both men are nearly the same size, and Nightingale isn't making it easy, it's difficult for FPV to shift the weight up where it needs to be to bring Nights into Ganso bomb position, and then a still aware Nightingale hooks an arm around the top rope. FPV tries to pull him off, but he releases the Ganso Bomb hook, and Nightingale is left looking like he just avoided a potentially fatal car accident.
Chris Avery: The Ganso Bomb is a banned but DEADLY move, even using it carries a fine but, things have become so heated between FPV and Nightingale, that Venable doesn't even care!Billy: He's going for it right off the bat!Chris Avery: And now FPV is just teeing off on Nightingale in the ropes.FPV is peppering Nightingale with right hands as Nights is still in the ropes, and Nightingale can only try to ward the hits off with his hands. FPV grips Nightingale's arm and tries an irish whip but suddenly, Nightingale viciously rakes the eyes, making FPV stumble away, blinking. Now it's Nightingale's turn to club Venable over the back and begin stomping him. James snaps FPV over to the mat with a snapmare take over before delivering a straight kick to the spine. James picks FPV up off the mat and levels him with a European uppercut that sends FPV back into the ropes. Nightingale comes forward with a clothesline, only to have FPV drop out of the way while yanking the top rope down, sending James sailing over the top rope and out to the floor! The crowd is warming up to the Man-Made God as FPV rolls out after Nightingale followed by a referee. James is already working his way back to his feet when FPV picks him up by the hair and drives James face first off ring apron! Frank looks over at Alice and warns her to keep her distance. Nightingale stumbles around the ring with FPV in close pursuit. FPV spins Nightingale around and laces him with a chop across the chest. James staggers backwards, FPV charges looking to knock Nightingale to the floor, only to have James counter with a back body drop. FPV lands super hard on the floor. The referee immediately starts to lay the count to FPV.
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Chris Avery: They’re taking it to the stands!FPV is shown climbing up on top of the security railing. He jumps down looking for a double ax handle to Nightingale but its Nightingale who swings with a right hand to the midsection of FPV! Nightingale takes over with a right hand to the jaw before taking FPV by the head and up through the floor. Alice, following behind him, hands Nightingale, of all things, a frying pan from under the ring. Nightingale measures FPV and cracks him over the top of the head with such force the handle separates from the pan while sending FPV falling backwards to the floor. The referee is on the spot where he starts to count FPV out for a second time.
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FPV manages to reach one knee before Nightingale comes forward picking him up off the floor. James latches on to a front face lock and looks to deliver a suplex on the concrete floor, FPV blocks with his foot, before countering by suplexing Nightingale instead across the unforgiving concrete. The crowd responds with a pop as the referee starts to lay the count to both Nightingale and FPV.
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FPV reaches a vertical base and snatches Nightingale up to his feet the rest of the way. FPV takes Nightingale and sends him crashing into a barrier that separates the lower bowl of the arena from the floor! FPV lays a stiff knife edge chop across the chest of Nightingale before landing a double arm sledge across the chest knocking James Nightingale over the barrier and into aisle again. FPV, stalking Nightingale, viciously kicks him under the jaw, sending Nightingale rolling. FPV drags Nightingale over towards the announce table, where he snatches some cords and electric cables from under the desk. He wraps them around Nightingale's throat and begins choking him with them! The referee can't do anything about it as FPV chokes the life out of the Angel of Death, but Nightingale flails his arms and tries to pull the electric cords lose. Finally, FPV releases the cords, but he goes over, shoving Adilene Floyd out of the way and snatches the steel folding chair. He turns around as we see Nightingale starting to get to a vertical base with his back against the ring post. FPV comes forward swinging the chair at Nightingale. James sidesteps at the last second causing FPV to smash the chair into the ring post! Nightingale comes up behind FPV where he delivers a reverse DDT on the floor! Stumbling and gasping large lungfuls, trying to get some air back into his lungs, Nightingale starts to get to his feet while the referee starts to lay the count to FPV.
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Nightingale, not finishing torturing FPV, shoos the referee away. Nightingale looks to drive FPV face first off the announcers table a second time only this time FPV blocks with both hands and counters with an elbow to the midsection which breaks him free from Nightingale's grasp. FPV takes Nightingale and sends him crashing into the ring steps right shoulder first. FPV turns and goes back after and gets the steel chair. Nightingale rolls over to his chest and pushes himself up to all fours as FPV is right there to laying a vicious chair shot across the back of Nightingale that eachoes throughout the arena! FPV throws the chair away, and he grabs Nightingale and throws him back over the barricade!
Chris Avery: Jesus christ, this fight spilled right out in front of us, now they're taking it through the crowd!Billy: Hey, they knocked over that kid's popcorn, he better get on that in five seconds or I'm scooping it up!They’re surrounded by fans as FPV picks James up and starts taking him up the stairs towards the concourse level of the building. FPV reaches the top of the stairs before throwing James through a black curtain and out into the concourse of the arena. FPV tosses the curtain back and makes his way out to the concourse followed by the official and a camera crew. James reaches all fours when FPV charges forward kicking James in the ribs as hard as he can! Fans start to flood towards the action. Security forms a large circle around FPV and Nightingale as the referee starts to lay the count to Nightingale.
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James pushes himself up off the cold concrete floor and back to all fours before FPV reaches down picking him up by the hair. FPV nails Nightingale with a hard right hand that sends James staggering towards security. FPV is on the hunt as he comes up behind Nightingale and takes him by the head and hair towards a merchandise table. FPV bounces Nightingale’s head off the merchandise table! Nightingale bounces face first off the table and staggers towards members of the arena security who are keeping a close eye on the fans. James manages to reach out and snatch a bottle of mace off one of the officers and spray it directly into FPV’s eyes!
Chris Avery: Mace! James Nightingale just maced FPV!Security spring into action towards James who drops the can of mace and holds both hands up in the air while FPV clutches at his eyes! James turns his back on the officers and drills FPV with a boot to the midsection before taking FPV across the concourse and throwing him over the counter of a concession stand! FPV is still blinded by the mace as James is shown climbing over the concession stand counter. He reaches down picking FPV up off the floor before smashing him head first into the cash register! James yanks the cash register off the counter before smashing is across the back of FPV! The referee jumps over the counter and starts to count FPV out.
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FPV pulls himself up to a vertical base using the counter top to a nice ovation from the crowd. James grabs FPV and sends him sailing over the counter top of the concession stand and back to the floor of the concourse. James rolls over the counter top of the concession stand where he lands on his feet. Nightingale eyes a steel chair with a member of the security sitting in it. He storms over to the guy and throws him from his chair before folding up the steel chair. FPV is shown pushing himself up on to all fours when he’s laced across the back with a vicious chair shot knocking FPV back down to the floor. Nightingale shouts "I WILL DESTROY YOU, FRANK" and then he demands the referee count FPV out.
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FPV starts pushing himself up off the floor once again! FPV pushes himself to up to a vertical base which pisses James Nightingale off! Nightingale throws the chair to the ground before coming forward with a boot to the midsection that doubles FPV over. James sets FPV up for a Cradle to the Grave on the concrete floor! FPV quickly counters with a double leg take down sending Nightingale bouncing back first off the concrete floor! FPV staggers towards the steel chair as the fans surrounding them continue to grow in numbers. There’s an ovation as FPV picks up the chair and measures Nightingale who starts to stir. FPV doesn’t hesitate in coming forward cracking Nights across the head with a vicious chair shot! Nightingale crumbles to the floor as the crowd gathered starts a “HOLY SHIT” chant which picks up through the circle of fans.
Chris Avery: FPV just channeled all of his hatred for Nightingale through that weapon!FPV drops the chair as the referee starts to count James out.
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James reaches a vertical base before the referee’s ten count. FPV comes forward with a knee to the midsection before taking James by the head and hair. He leads Nightingale through the security and towards the main entrance of the arena! FPV flings James through a set of double glass doors and into an inner lobby area where fans who have been turned away still wait with baited breath to try and get in. The doors swing open upon Nights’s impact and James spills into the inner lobby followed by FPV. FPV comes through the doors hammering Nightingale with a right hand before raking him across the eyes. FPV takes Nightingale through a second set of glass doors and out onto the street level just right outside of the arena.
Billy: SHIT FIRE, they’re going into the streets! This one can go all night!FPV hammers Nights with another right hand before throwing him off a small handicap ramp and onto the side walk! FPV makes his way around the handicap ramp and on to the side walk where he stomps away at Nightingale. There’s several cars parked alongside the street. FPV takes James and bounces his head off the hood of a 2013 BMW! FPV scoops James up and slams him on the car hood before climbing up on the car hood himself. He reaches down picking James up off the car hood where he positions Nightingale for a piledriver!
Chris Avery: FPV is going to piledrive Nightingale on the hood of that car!Before FPV can pick James up its Nightingale who counters with a back body drop sending FPV crashing through the front windshield! James drops to his knee’s on top of the car hood as the referee starts laying the count to FPV.
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Chris Avery: Jesus Christ on a cracker, we were a hairsbreadth away from this match ending in vehicular manslaughter??Billy: And that isn't gonna end up with FPV smashed flat like a pancake like some Bugs Bunny cartoons, partner!!The driver of the car exits the driver’s side asking about the condition of FPV when he’s decked by a right hand by James Nightingale! James gets into the driver’s seat before slamming the door! He throws the car in reverse before hitting the gas pedal causing the car to screech as it reverses!
Chris Avery: No way - James Nightingale is going to run FPV over! SOMEONE STOP THIS!!James slams the car into drive and speeds towards FPV who quickly jumps out of the way at the last possible second! James slams on the breaks bringing the car to a stop before exiting the car! FPV comes forward kicking James in the groin which sends James backwards and into the side of the car! FPV charges forward with a mafia kick aimed at James’s face! James side steps FPV’s boot sending it crashing through the driver’s window of the car hijacked by James Nightingale! Nightingale comes up behind FPV where he takes a back waist lock before pulling FPV’s foot out of the car where he delivers a German suplex on the asphalt! Police officers are shown stopping traffic in both directions as the referee starts to lay the count to both James Nightingale and FPV as they lay in the middle of the street.
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FPV picks his way up to a vertical base forcing this match to continue. Nightingale comes forward with a right hand that rocks FPV back across the street and on to the side walk outside the arena. James comes forward taking FPV by the head and walking him back up through the main entrance of the arena. They come back through the interior lobby and then through the entrance to the concourse level of the arena.
Billy: THEY'RE ON THEIR WAY BACK IN!Nightingale makes his way through the fans around the front lobby, and as they pass through the crowd, he nails FPV with a kick to the midsection before taking him back through a black curtain and into the lower bowl of the arena.
Chris Avery: At least these two guys are back inside where it’s safer.Billy: Safer? Are you shitting me?James snatches FPV by the hair, swinging him around in front of him before lacing him with a punishing European uppercut. FPV squeezes his arms in tight to try to take the burning pain across his chest while James lifts his chin before laying another one on him. This seems to light a fire under FPV who suddenly fires back a right hand. Nightingale falls back on his feet before returning another blow this one seems to not have very much effect at all. FPV begins showing fire with a right hand, followed by another, followed by a left hand and another hard right that finally sends James flat on his back. Venable is getting a second wind here!
FPV walks to James’s legs before wrapping his arms around, pulling his legs up far enough to execute a slingshot that sends James right into a nearby wall. James bounces off the wall and stumbles close to the top of the stairs before falling onto one knee to try and catch his breath. FPV follows in behind him, grabbing James by the hair, but James thumbs FPV’s eyes out of nowhere, temporarily blinding the Man-Made God as security struggles to keep the fans away. FPV begins to swing wildly, and James timidly avoids the inaccurate haymakers before finding an opening and doubling FPV over with a knee to the midsection. James circles behind FPV, grabbing a handful of tights and hair before slinging him headfirst into a guardrail. The impact is so great that it forces FPV to spin off the guardrail and down a couple stairs, landing awkwardly at an angle with the steps digging into his back.
Chris Avery: HOLY FUCK THAT WAS NASTY!!James travels down the stairs to where FPV is laying. Nights grabs hold of the railing, using it to steady himself while he stomps away at FPV’s chest. FPV winces in pain, finally stopping James’s assault by hugging that boot which James must find funny because he laughs. James uses his free boot to punt FPV in the face, forcing him to release. James looks down at FPV before grabbing him by the hair and dragging him to his feet. A fan nearby grabs James by the arm and tries to jerk him away, which is a grave mistake since James turned around and decked the man in the jaw!
Chris Avery: Aw, come on, James! That’s just a fan!Billy: Fans are just like women. If they don’t want to get hit, they shouldn’t interfere in grown folks’ business.Chris Avery: That may be... the absolute worst take you've ever had, Billy, fuckin' yikes.Other fans try to intervene and an extra security guard quickly runs over to control the frenzied crowd who is just out of reach of James and FPV. James laughs at the crowd, almost teasing with them until suddenly FPV snaps up and levels James with a hard right hand. The sudden collision sends James turning to the crowd as what we can only presume is the wife of the fan he just leveled open hand slaps James right across the cheek. James holds his face for a moment and stares at the woman before snatching her by the hair! He threatens to punch her in the face, but between the fans trying to pull the woman out of harm’s way and the security guard trying to break James’s grasp, he’s unable to. Unbeknownst to James, FPV is slowly recovering as another fan offers him his red Solo cup. Suddenly, James feels his free arm being grabbed as FPV spins him around before throwing a cup of beer in his eyes!
Billy: Do you know how much you have to hate a motherfucker to offer your beer to soak him, beers in this place are 9 freaking dollars!James stumbles around on the stairwell, careful not to lose his footing as he begins to descend down the first flight of stairs. FPV doesn’t let him get too far away before snatching him back by the hair and slamming his face into the stairway railing! James falls to his knees and collapses down the remaining four or five stairs before sprawling out across a platform where the stairs level off. FPV stops and takes a seat on the steps just above James as he tells the ref to “count it” with a heavy breath.
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No. James surges forward and grabs the stairway railing to keep himself from falling down the stairs before pulling himself forward with a kick that FPV sees coming from a mile away. FPV grabs a hold of James’s foot and James holds out his hands as if telling FPV not to do it while he bounces on one leg! FPV smiles wide at James before sweeping James’s other foot off the floor, sending James crashing on his back on the level platform. FPV engages in the opportunity, snatching James by the legs and dragging them over to the railing, before folding them around the steel railing in an odd pretzel-shaped kind of way.
Chris Avery: Whatever this is can’t be good for James’s knees.After some trial and error, FPV finally gets James’s legs situation right, folded around the railing in some sort of creative figure four leglock! FPV wrenches on the straight leg of James while using his foot to push down on James’s folded knee, increasing the pressure against that metal railing! James flings his arms and screams out loud in agony!
Chris Avery: If James Nightingale doesn’t figure a way out of this, his knee could be permanently damaged! FPV is practically bending James’s bone around that metal railing, and I guarantee you, that bone is not gonna last!James grabs at the referee, snatching him down and demanding uncontrollably that he do something, but it’s completely within the rules for FPV to do this. James finally unleashes the ref, the pain so excruciating it forces tears to come to the surface of James’s eyes! FPV, however, knows he’s not gonna win this way and after nearly a full minute caught in the trap, he finally releases the hold. James immediately grabs his knee and folds it against his chest as FPV pulls himself up by the railing. Various fans slap FPV across the back as the two men continue their fight along the stairs.
Chris Avery: Jesus Billy, Nights might have long lasting damage to that knee. We’re talking torn ligaments, fractured bones, strained musc-Avery can’t even finish his thought before FPV walks around and tries to yank James’s hurt knee out. James fights against FPV, though, and the two engage in a tug of war with his leg before James suddenly uses his other leg to kick FPV backwards…
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Nightingale pulls himself up to see Venable a crumpled mess at the foot of the stairs. A crowd of fans have assembled around a motionless FPV Venable but security quickly backs them up. The referee almost looks frozen, like he has no idea what to do, but James snaps his fingers in front of the man’s face and demands that he goes down to make a count. The ref starts to pace himself down the long flight of stairs, and when he finally reaches the bottom, he has to fight through a few fans and security to get a clean look at FPV. There is a desperation in his eyes as he tries to call for some medical help, something that pisses Nights off. James comes limping as fast as he can down the stairs, and when he reaches the bottom, he snatches the ref by the jersey and begins to argue.
James Nightingale: This is a last man standing match! I don’t give a rat’s ass if FPV’s dead! You are going to do your fucking job and count to ten, you moronic sack of shit!James releases the ref with a forceful shove, and the ref shakes his head with concern before finally beginning to make a count.
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Chris Avery: HE GOT UP! HE GOT UP! FUCKING HELL, FPV IS ON HIS FEET!The roof blows off the arena as the crowd roars with cheer! James Nightingale looks to be in a state of shock as FPV Venable stands groggily, swaying back and forth like a 90-pound freshman after a fifth of vodka, but he’s standing!
James stares at FPV with hatred in his eyes before pushing a fan out of the way before grabbing a steel folding chair. He runs as best he can on his hobbled leg before swinging the chair, crushing the steel over FPV’s head! FPV drops to the ground like a stone, and the cheer of the crowd quickly turns into near deafening boo’s.
Chris Avery: FPV might have heart, but he’s going to need more if he wants to survive this. James Nightingale is solely in control of this matchup.The ref gets in position to make the count, but James shoves the ref out of the way, before smashing the steel chair across FPV’s back! FPV rolls in pain before getting on all fours and crawling towards ringside, but James stalks him before landing another chair shot right across the back! It flattens FPV, but he bounces back up against the odds and continues to crawl all the way to the guardrail separating the fans from ringside. FPV slowly works his way back to his feet as James continues to prey upon him.
Chris Avery: This fight has gone from inside, to outside, all through the different levels of this building, and now we’re damn near right back where we started. This has been an all-out war!James holds the chair while he slams it against the ground just as FPV gets back to his feet. James swings overhead, looking to smash FPV in the face once again, but FPV, somehow, someway, has enough left to grab the chair just before impact! The two men wrestle over the chair, but FPV proves to be the stronger man as he rips the chair from James’s grasp! James suddenly shoots back with a superkick that lands flush on the chair which smashes FPV’s face and sends the Iron Soul over the guardrail and back to ringside!
Chris Avery: What a super kick from James Nightingale!The referee quickly leaps over the guardrail as FPV lies on his back, a trickle of blood pouring from his forehead.
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Billy: Both these guys are going to need a mountain of Vicodin pills and Epsom salt after this one!!Seven...
FPV begins to stir.
Chris Avery: Venable’s not dead yet!Billy: He will be if he keeps getting up! The smartest thing he can do is just stay down!Eight...
FPV begins to push himself off the mat, but James doesn’t give the situation time to play out. He impatiently shoves the referee out of the way and pulls FPV to his feet. He pulls FPV with him before ramming his head off the side of the steel post! FPV collapses into the aisle and holds his head, groaning. When he pulls his hand away, he's gushing blood. Now, seething with hatred, Nightingale points at Matthias and Alice, who have stayed at ringside this whole time. Matthias comes forward, and Matthias and Nightingale lift a limp FPV up. Nightingale grips FPV's cheeks in his hand and shouts "THIS IS OVER, FRANK! OVER!" and Matthias plants FPV with a spinebuster! Alice shrieks with laughter.
Chris Avery: This is devolving into a mugging.Billy: ALLLLL PERFECTLY LEGAL!Nightingale motions to Matthias, who kicks the steel steps, dislodging the two pieces from each other before grabbing the bigger base piece. He carries it over to FPV before ramming it across his lower back. Then, Matthias nods to Nightingale, who is retrieving a length of steel chain. Nightingale wraps the chain around FPV's neck, and Matthias hoists FPV to stand on the section of steps... and Nightingale passes the chain over the top rope, and gets in the ring, gripping the chain... Matthias lets FPV sag onto the steps, and Nightingale pulls BACK with the chain sadistically, CHOKING FPV WITH THE CHAIN OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Chris Avery: THEY'RE HANGING FPV WITH THAT CHAIN!! SOMEBODY STOP THIS!!!There's a long, torturous moment where FPV is choking, his face turning red as his hands flail around in the air. Alice taunts FPV, saying "YOU DON'T HAVE ANY FRIENDS TO SAVE YOU" and Nightingale continues hauling back on the chain. Finally, the sadistic Angel of Death lets go of the chain, and FPV sinks back down, slumping off the section of steps to the floor. Nightingale shouts to count. The referee is looking like this is so exceedingly fucked up, but reluctantly, he begins to count.
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Somehow, some way, FPV starts pushing himself up, gasping and coughing, onto his elbows. His breath ragged, and trying to gather his energy. Exhausted. The count continues.
Eight...
Nine...
Te -!
FPV sits up, and Nightingale, incensed, comes out of the ring and kicks him right in the head. Nightingale himself grips the section of steel steps with him before measuring FPV with a sharp kick right to the ribs! The loud impact sends FPV rolling up the ramp, groaning and holding his ribs. Nightingale follows him, continuing to alternate with kicks and steel step drops on FPV’s midsection all the way until they reach the top of the entrance way ramp. James positions the steel steps and stands over FPV, who tries to pull himself up using James’s tights.
Billy: How the hell is FPV still going??Chris Avery: I don’t know, but I’ve got a feeling the end is nigh. James Nightingale has to drop the hammer NOW while the iron’s still hot.James does a throat-slashing gesture amidst a chorus of boo’s from the crowd. Nightingale pulls FPV to his feet before slipping his head between his legs. James wraps his arms around FPV’s waist, but before he can continue with the Mercy Killing, FPV falls to one knee. James releases the hold and looks down at FPV with annoyance before pulling the man’s hair back before slapping across the face.
James Nightingale: Are you gonna stay down, FPV? Are you gonna be a good boy, and lie down for me like the little bitch you are?FPV’s eyes look glossed over, nearly dead, but with all his energy he brings his hands in the air in front of James’s face and shoots him a pair of middle fingers, much to the delight of the fans.
Chris Avery: STILL ALIVE!James is visibly infuriated as he pulls FPV to his feet and sets him in position for that Nightingale Plant once again, but again, just as James follows through, FPV drops to one knee. This time, James doesn’t take no for an answer, forcibly squeezing FPV back to his feet and firmly securing him in place! James flips over…
…into a back body drop right onto those steel steps! James lays flat on his back on the steel steps!
Chris Avery: Un-fucking-believable, Billy! FPV is STILL fighting! He’s going to fight to the very end tonight!The ref positions himself for the count as FPV lies completely still on his stomach, having taken every single thing Nights has given him and then some. Meanwhile, Nights winces in pain, clutching his lower back.
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Nights finally sits up, shaking his head and still wincing while FPV finally begins to move, planting his palms into the cold steel floor of the stage.
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Nights gets to one knee while FPV does the same.
Eight...
Nights gets on one foot and barely reaches a vertical base while Venable is still slumped on one knee.
Nine...
Te - !
FPV barely gets to a standing position although he’s still doubled over. James turns around to find FPV back on his feet, but before he can react.. he notices FPV crawling up the ramp to get some separation.
FPV crawls up to the top of the ramp as Nightingale stalks him slowly.
FPV turns and sits on his ass facing Nightingale who stalks sooo slowly but reaches the top of the ramp as well. FPV stands up but THE CROWD BUZZES..
Billy: WHAT THE HELL IS MINTZEL DOING?!MATTHIAS MINTZEL HITS A RUNNING BIG BOOT KNOCKING FPV OFF THE STAGE AND HE CRASHES DOWN THROUGH THREE TABLES!!!
Chris Avery: OH MY GOD!! IS FPV DEAD?!!? FPV JUST CRASHED THROUGH THOSE PRODUCTION TABLES!!The ref rushes off to the side of the stage and gets to FPV checking on his condition.
Mintzel stares off the stage with a dead stare as Nightingale smiles and pulls himself up to his feet using Mintzel as a post to stand up.
The ref is already counting and is at 5.
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Ding ding ding.
The crowd boos but no music plays. Nightingale just laughs as Alice rushes out from the curtain as well and grabs Nightingale holding him up. Nightingale spits off the stage towards FPV 10 feet below still not moving through the debris.
The ref is asking for more medical officials and assistance.
Billy: Nightingale wins this VICIOUS, VIOLENT, Last Man Standing match!Chris Avery: Frank was in over his head, maybe, the numbers of Lost Breed were just too much. You can NOT take in account the size, the power, and strength of Matthias Mintzel.Billy: The way Nightingale uses his Lost Breed, he's always one step ahead isn't he!?Chris Avery: Nightingale is just as smart as he his violent.. and god, he's one violent son of a bitch.Nightingale poses as Alice and Matthias keep him standing in front of the curtain.
We see shots of FPV still out cold in the table debris.
We fade out.