Ryan Johnson: “I don’t think anyone saw that coming! It’s two on three!”

Mitch Law: “That’s two eliminations for Chase Sovereign but here comes Neville Sheldon again.”

Ryan Johnson: “Sheldon has been known to have his number of occasion.”

Neville enters the ring and walks straight into a massive Dropkick by Sovereign that plants him, Chase walking over and tagging Rain whilst smirking arrogantly at him. This is a game of one ups-man-ship right here and its Chase who sits in the lead. Rain enters the ring and grabs Neville by the head, lifting him straight into the air and back down with a ferocious Spinebuster, smashing his head off the canvas. He’s relentless and picks Neville straight back up, lifting him above his head and letting him go with a Gorilla Press Slam. Rain looks back to Sovereign with a sneer and signals for the end, slitting his throat in a motion that lets Neville Sheldon and the World know that he’s done. He waits for him to get back up, stalks him, patiently stands behind him with an arm out and when Neville gets back to his feet and turns around, slaps it around his throat.

Mitch Law: “TO DUST CHOKESLAM!!”

Ryan Johnson: “NO!! NEVILLE SLIPS OUT!”

Somehow Sheldon slips out of the hold and ends up to the side of the monster, leaping across the ring in one heroic effort and making the tag to Jake Jeckel and to a tremendous applause. Jake enters the ring and stands toe to toe with the monster before it finally erupts into a brawl. Both men trade off with right and left hands, Jeckel getting the advantage at first before Rain came firing right back. They beat each other around the ring until the shots are tired enough to leave each of them battling on one knee, Jake throwing a right that catches Rain so clean across the head that it takes him down. He quickly heads to the corner and climbs to the top rope, DIVING ELBOW DROP!! HE GOT IT ALL!! He doesn’t cover though and instead mounts Rain, right handing the living hell out of him as the fans count along with each and every blow.

Mitch Law: “This is sadistic; it’s just brutality at its worst.”

Jake pulls him back to his feet and kicks him to the back of the knee, very quickly locking in the Sleeper Hold! Sleeper! Rain can’t seem to get out of it, standing up to have the entire weight of Jake Jeckel on his back, the Sleeper squeezed and locked in fully. Rain stumbles forwards towards his corner but falls to one knee, he can’t do it, he can’t make it there and Jake has him exactly where he wants him now. He falls backwards and with his legs locked around Rain, he has it in. The referee checks the arm, lifting it up once..

IT FALLS..

AGAIN…

IT FALLS.. ONE MORE TIME AND RAIN WILL BE ELIMINATED..

AGAIN…

IT STAYS!! IT STAYS!!

Rain rolls over with Jeckel still on his back and stands straight up, driving himself backwards to break the hold. Jeckel crunches off the canvas and finally Rain can take himself a breather before slowly rolling back to his feet. The Monster doesn’t go for the tag though and stands up before falling back into the ropes, leaning there until Jeckel slowly rolls back to his. The Monster walks forward and wraps his hand around the throat of Jeckel, he’s going for the Chokeslam.

TO DUST!! HE NAILS IT!

That is it right there! Rain is about to eliminate the World Champion and goes straight for the cover, not wasting even a moment.

One…

Two…

Three!

KICK OUT! JECKEL KICKS OUT!!

Ryan Johnson: “No fucking way!”

Mitch Law: “How did he just kick out of that? Rain can’t believe it.”

Ryan Johnson: “The look on the face of Lance Norman at ringside is priceless; he’s stunned that Jake kicked out of that.”

Rain gets back to his feet and looks stunned, grabbing Jeckel up by the throat and looking for it one more time. He lifts him up but Jake slips out, scooping the monster up on top of his shoulders.

Mitch Law: “No chance in hell! No way.”

THE HATCHET!!

NO!! RAIN DROPS DOWN!! SOUL PUNCH!! SOUL PUNCH!! SOUL PUNCH!!

Jake Jeckel crumbles in the middle of the ring and surely that is it, surely its over. Rain covers…

One…

Two…

Three!!

KICK OUT!! AGAIN!! KICK THE FUCK OUT!!

The fans can’t believe it and neither can Rain who shoots a glance towards Chase Sovereign who stands there smiling. The Monster gets back up and signals that the end is here, slitting his throat one more time. He grabs Jake and pulls him back up, scooping him into the Screwdriver position and drilling him hard into the canvas.

WHEN IT RAINS!!

He covers..

One…

Two…

Not this time…

Three!!

Jake Jeckel has been eliminated!

Ryan Johnson: “Rain just eliminated the World Heavyweight Champion! Now that’ll leave a mark because we’re down to a two vs. two situation.”

Mitch Law: “It’s now Neville Sheldon and Hannibal Corvin of all people taking on Rain and Chase Sovereign!”

Ryan Johnson: “This couldn’t be any tighter of a contest!”

Neville Sheldon re-enters the ring once again and gulps whilst looking at the monster. Neville is tired, he’s hurt and there’s not much left in the tank.

Mitch Law: “I don’t think Neville has anything left.”

He rushes towards Rain who simply grabs him around the throat, looking towards Chase Sovereign, turning his full body around to share eye contact with his opponent for Soul Survivor. With Neville helpless, Rain picks him up and drives him into the canvas.. TO DUST CHOKESLAM! That has to be it, Neville just doesn’t have anything left to give, he just doesn’t have anything at all. Rain covers with a nonchalant pin fall.

One…

Two…

Three…

KICK OUT!! NEVILLE SHELDON, THE KING OF THE NERDS, THE ULTIMATE UNDERDOG, HE.. KICKED.. OUT!!

Lance Norman punched the air in tribute as he did and the decibel level inside The Sanctuary rose as well. Rain stands straight up and with eyes wide, grabs Neville one more time and lifts him into position for the Screwdriver. He leaps like we’ve never seen and drives poor Neville Sheldon head first into the canvas, planting him harder than I think has ever been witnessed before. The camera closes in to see Neville Sheldon busted wide open from the impact, his head a swollen mess within instantly hitting the canvas.

Ryan Johnson: “Oh my God, that doesn’t look good. We need some help out here right now for Neville Sheldon.”

Mitch Law: “He’s busted wide open and you’re right, that doesn’t look good at all.”

Rain covers once again…

One…

Two…

Three!!

Neville Sheldon has been eliminated!

Ryan Johnson: “Thank God for that mercy because Neville needs some help.”

Mitch Law: “Here comes the EMT’s, he’s seriously hurt I think.”

Ryan Johnson: “Well I’ll be damned, Neville Sheldon is being helped up to his feet, he’s standing, how the hell is he standing?”

Mitch Law: “I don’t know but now it’s Hannibal Corvin versus Rain and Chase Sovereign with everything on the line.”

Hannibal enters the ring just in time for Rain to tag out and here comes Chase Sovereign. Both men look at each other, Hannibal is certainly the fresher man in this contest. They both lock up and Hannibal is quick with the strength, pushing Sovereign back and sending him rolling across the ring. Chase pounces back to his feet and furiously rushes him again, Hannibal though catches him with an amazing throat thrust, swivelling into the most impressive Stunner you’ve ever seen.

THE REVOLUTION!!

The arena literally explodes it’s top as Hannibal hits it and covers, Lance Norman counting along with the referee for good measure.

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!

HE DID IT!! IT’S ONE ON ONE!!

Chase Sovereign has been eliminated!

Ryan Johnson: “I can’t believe this; it’s down to just Rain and Corvin.”

Mitch Law: “This whole war ends with these two men. Either Lance Norman’s IWF is going to win or The Syndicate will. There’s no way to tell, there’s just the final battle.”

Ryan Johnson: “Here we go!!”

Both men stand opposite each other with the crowd roaring behind them, making an incredible back drop. Every single person inside The Sanctuary is on their feet cheering and it all of a sudden explodes. Both of them stop looking around the crowd and the bone crunching right and left hands begin. Each punch seems to hit a mark on the other, knocking them backwards, then coming forward only to be knocked back by one more hit. Rain stops the fisticuffs with a knee to the mid-section of Rain, almost exactly like earlier tonight. He pulls Hannibal in and picks him up, using all his strength to spin over with an amazingly powerful Powerslam. Hannibal’s body hits the canvas and the crowd can’t believe it, Rain getting back to his feet and pulling Corvin by his hair, right hand, another, he hits him with everything he has and Hannibal goes flying into the corner. Rain reaches back with a Throat Thrust, connecting under the jaw of the other, another Thrust, another, he’s taking him apart with some huge blows. Rain lifts him straight up and onto the turnbuckle, seating him right there. He looks set to climb up but Hannibal isn’t giving up, oh no, he kicks out, again, again, Rain stumbles and here comes Hannibal Corvin with a flying Forearm!

HE GETS IT ALL!

Mitch Law: “What a forearm! God damn what a forearm!”

Ryan Johnson: “That’ll buy Corvin some breathing room.”

But Hannibal doesn’t want time to breath, he wants to end this and end it right now. He gets straight back to his feet and grabs Rain by the hair, what a right hand that really stumbles the monster. Corvin looks for the Throat Thrust but Rain steps backwards to dodge and then forwards with a brutal kick to the gut. He lunges forward with a knee that catches Hannibal right under the chin and sends him reeling backwards. The Monster throws a hand in the air and as Corvin turns back around, gets it straight around the throat of The Reaper. Rain tries to lift him up but Corvin refuses, kicking him Low and in the groin to stop any Chokeslam ideas. Rain stumbles back and The Reaper lunges, hitting him with a brutal Clothesline that takes him straight to the canvas. Rain rolls back to his feet and into another, ducking it this time, scooping Hannibal up and into the Samoan Drop! What a match! The Reaper is there for the taking now and Rain has to cover, hooking the leg..

One…

Two…

Three-KICK OUT!

Mitch Law: “Not quite yet!”

Rain gets back to his feet and grabs Corvin by the hair, Corvin though ducking a Clothesline attempt with some accuracy..

THE OVERTHROW!!

SPINEBUSTER!! High Angle Spinebuster! Hannibal drills him into the canvas and covers, hooking the leg himself.

One…

Two…

Three-KICK OUT!! KICK OUT!!

Ryan Johnson: “This one is going straight to the wire!”

Both men are hurting, they’re tired and they’re back up, Hannibal though looks for the Throat Thrust one more time, connecting and as Rain stumbles, STUNNER-NO! THE REVOLUTION IS COUNTERED!! Hannibal spins and into the SOUL PUNCH!! PUNCH TO THE HEART!! That is it; that is surely it right now. Rain drops down to his knees and covers.

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Two…

Three!!

KICK OUT!! KICK OUT BY CORVIN!!

Mitch Law: “Rain can’t believe it! Corvin kicked out!”

The Monster is back to his feet and raises a hand; he’s going for the To Dust one more time. Hannibal slowly gets back to his feet and turns around, stumbling, he spins and TO DUST!!

CHOKESLAM!! HE DRILLS HIM!! CHOKE FUCKING SLAM!! THAT IS IT! THE WAR IS OVER!

He covers with the crowd booing, they know this one is done..

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Two…

THE REFEREE IS PULLED FROM THE RING! WHAT THE HELL!?

Ryan Johnson: “Lance Norman can’t do that!”

Mitch Law: “But it’s back firing!”

Ryan Johnson: “WHAT!?”

Rain turns around in the ring and YOUR FORETOLD DESTINY!! YOUR FORETOLD FUCKING DESTINY!! WHO SAW THAT!? TYLER BROOKS!!

Mitch Law: “WHAT!? TYLER BROOKS JUST BETRAYED RAIN!!”

Tyler rolls to the outside as the referee warns Norman and slides back into the ring. Lance grins with a massive smile as Hannibal Corvin gets back to his feet and stumbles around, watching as Rain too somehow gets back up. Rain is out of it, he’s basically out on his feet.

THROAT THRUST… STUNNER… THE REVOLUTION!! THE REVOLUTION!! THE REVOLUTION!!

Rain flies back in a glorious explosion of flailing limbs and hits the canvas with a thud. The referee checks on him and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!! DING DING DING!!

Ryan Johnson: “THE IWF HAVE DONE IT!! THE REFEREE HAS CALLED IT! RAIN HAS BEEN KNOCKED OUT BY TYLER BROOKS AND HANNIBAL CORVIN!!”

Mitch Law: “IT’S OVER! IT’S FINALLY OVER!”

With the sound of the bell ringing comes the amazing roar from the crowd, each and every single one of them on their feet as Lance Norman rolls into the ring to help his wounded soldier back up. Hannibal slowly stands with him, slumping against the ropes in exhaustion.

The camera looks towards the entrance ramp where Tyler Brooks stands alone, Lance Norman raising the arm of Hannibal Corvin and looking to his son with a nod.

The IWF logo appears on screen and we go to black with the lasting image of Lance Norman looking towards his son, The Syndicate finally over and this war deemed finished.

Winners: Team IWF