Hardcore Match Martin Prince vs Jaggeroth

[Jaggeroth]

The crowd in the VWE arena is electric, a fabulous night of wrestling was about to be capped off with a match of epic proportions. They start to get restless as they wait and start letting out random chants for the hell of it. Their voices grow silent as.......

"Congregation please be seated and open your prayer guides to the book of revelations, Psalm 69.....69 69 69 69 69!"

The lights in the arena die off; the fans in attendance start flicking their zippos in the darkened gym. Fog machines start to erupt their loads of Jaggeroth's red mist.

drinking the blood of Jesus
drinking it right from his veins
learning to swim in the ocean
learning to prowl in his name

the body of Christ looked unto me
a preacher with cock in his hand
he wants you to suck on the holy ghost
and swallow the sins of man

From the entrance ramp a spot light hums to life, revealing through the red mist a tall figure. The silhouette flicks back its long hair and continues its march down the ramp and into the ringside area. The crowd erupts in a wave of boos as Jaggeroth makes his presence known. A hand wafts out of the red mist, it grabs onto the middle rope. Jaggeroth lifts himself onto the outside of the ring and enters the squared circle.

the invisible piss of the holy ghost
comes down like acid rain
they're making a profit off terminal guilt
the scavengers go on parade

the promise of life and eternity
is used just like the sword
he'll filled you up with his devil's cock
and he'll come in the name of the lord

Joey:"For the fans watching at home tonight, we have a spectacular main event planned for you!"

Bryan:"That's right Joey! Tonight's main event is Jaggeroth vs. Martin Prince with Hardcore rules set into play for their match."

"These two are old GHW legends in their own rights. Lets see what they can bring to the realm of VWE!"

Stacey:Ladies and gentlemen, this is our main event. It's scheduled for one fall and is a under Hardcore rules. Introducing first,from the haunted cornfields of NEEEBRAASKA! Standing at six foot ten inches and weighing in at two hundred and seventy five pounds....this is JAGGEEEEER.....ROTH!"

The Psycho King walks over to Stacey and grabs the mic with force out of her hands. He readies himself to deliver his sermon to the unwashed masses.

"Street walkers and Layabouts. Tonight you all will have the pleasure of seeing me destroy yet another former GHW legend on my path to the gold. I've already qualified to meet up with the others. Tonight is just an excuse for Smarky to bring me in and prove my dominance to the masses. The Psycho King will rage on tonight, my evil intent is nothing to simply be scoffed at. I'm in the business of hurting and maiming the poor souls that cross my path....And bitches, business is A BOOMING!"

Jaggeroth chucks the mic back at Stacey. He awaits for the arrival of Martin Prince.

[Martin Prince]

"This Sadness Will Never End" begins blaring through the PA System. The heavy riff is accompanied by a simultaneous lightshow. The fans begin cheering in excitement as the lights on stage begin re-directing themselves to the entrance of the stage.

"Our legs begin to break
We've walked this path for far too long
My lungs, they start to ache
But still we carry on
I'm choking on my words
Like I got a noose around my neck
I can't believe it's come to this
And dear, I fear
That this ship is sinking tonight"

A figure approaches from the darkness and stands in the light, dressed in white short cut tights, knee pads and boots, as well as a white sleeveless coat. The fans continues cheering as Martin Prince raises his arms overhead, the lights returning as he does so.

~ Stacey
"And his opponent, weighing in at 230 pounds. He hails from Atlanta, Georgia. He is a Gods and Heretics Wrestling Hall of Famer of 2009. He is.. Martin Prince!"

Martin begins walking down the ramp, exchanging high-fives with the fans and smiling for the cameras. Jaggeroth watches as the 'other GHW Legend' continues to walk down the ramp. Martin looks up at Jaggeroth for a moment and frowns slightly, wondering as to what his opponent could still be doing in the wrestling world.

Prince stops at the steps and walks up them slowly, careful as to not leave himself open to his opponent. But as Martin parts those ropes and enters the ring, he finds himself being kicked in the ribs and colliding with the crowd barrier. A scream exiting the mouth of the GHW Legend as he squirms on the ground in pain.

~ Joey
"That is pretty damn illegal, don't you think?"
~Bryan
"It's a hardcore match, so anything goes bud."

Jaggeroth exits the ring, looking to go after his opponent.

TBC; Jag

[Jaggeroth]

The Time Killer slowly struts over to the downed Prince, a deranged cackle vibrates through the air from Jaggeroth's vocals. Martin leans against the security barrier, he raises his forearms to protect himself from the onslaught strolling its way over. Jaggeroth round kicks Martin in the forearms repetitively , each one stinging the arms of the legend. The crafty veteran times it just right and latches onto Jaggeroth by the knee, he drops his elbow down across the shin of the Psycho King. Jaggy howls as he rears back from the assault on one foot as Martin lifts himself off the security barrier. Rushing forward, Martin, plows his elbow into the chin of Jaggeroth's mask of skin. The Time Killer falls from the assault, he lays on his ass and is supported by an arm with the other holding his shaking teeth. Martin shoots to the side of Jaggeroth and delivers a shin kick of his own cracking into the back of the crazed mad man, a bloody howl escapes Jaggeroth's mouth as the pain shoots up his back. Prince uses this opportunity and lifts the ring curtain up, he gets down and searches for an offensive advantage unaware of the danger rising to its feet behind him.

"Martin is showing us tonight that he can still hold his own, even against the most sinister of foes."

"He better look behind him. Mr. Sinister himself is getting up."

Martin raises up with a light tube in hand, he turns around with it locked in both hands like a sword. Jaggeroth was up and had a smile uglier than sin on his face. Shocked that the downed man was up, Prince, swings the light tube at Jaggeroth's head. The Time Killer adjusts his waist and swings his hips, the left knee raises up and the shin soon follows as it swings up smashing the light tube. Shards fly, Martin looks on in disbelief at the speed of the Nebraskan leviathan. Jaggeroth continues the momentum and swings around, as his back turns to Prince and the left foot hits the ground the right shoots from his side colliding with Prince's guts. Prince folds around himself as he fly back against the ring, he plows back first against the edge and catches himself from falling by grasping onto the ropes. Jaggeroth repositions himself and attempts to lay down his evil intent on Martin's soul. The raving mad man hunkers low and places his hands across Martin's throat and abdomen and lifts up with his mighty psycho strength. Martin is caught in the military press and trying to fight out by getting the Time Killer off his balance. Jaggeroth lowers himself and with some impressive leg strength he sends Martin flying up into the air then crashing back down into the ring.

"That's just scary strength and speed there."

"First Jaggeroth kicks through the fluorescent light tube, then he tosses Martin Princes over the ropes and back into the ring like a rag doll caught in a whirlwind!"

"What?"

The criminally insane master mind raises the ring apron again, management forgot to supply the weapons, and starts hauling out every thing he can get his hands on. Martin is seen laying on his side, he looks on in terror at what starts flying into the ring. Jaggeroth starts chucking everything but the kitchen sink into the ring. Two steel chairs fly in followed by a box of light tubes, a ladder, a roll of cable wire, an extra camera, a folding table and the ring steps all find themselves hoping the border into pain town. Jaggeroth laughs as Martin gets up and looks around, what could that freak be thinking?

"That deranged freak of nature! I know this is hardcore rules and all, but is this really necessary?"

Martin is back up to his feet and picking up one of the steal chairs as Jaggeroth slides into the ring. Jaggeroth is on his knees and about to get up as Martin springs in for an early assault with the chair. Jaggeroth rolls out of the as the chair comes crashing down to the mat, he picks up the other chair from the debris and turns around to face Prince. The two rear back their weapons and swing, a clank echoes through the arena as the chairs collide. The two warriors rear back their chairs again and again only to meet each other blow for blow. The stand off comes to a screeching stop as Martin lifts his chair above his head for one last violent down burst. Jaggeroth grabs onto the sides of his chair and throws it in Martin's face. The legend wobbles back and falls against the ropes. Jaggeroth gets busy as his destructive side takes control. He places the steel steps in the middle of the ring as Martin tries to recuperate from the chair blast. Jaggeroth takes the folding table and sets it up, shuffling around the ring he places it above the steel ring steps. Happy with his concoction, Jaggeroth, gets in front of Martin Princes and holds his hand high in the air with the fingers locked in the claw position. The fans let loose with a chorus of boos at this gesture, Jaggeroth tells them how he feels about them.

"SO FUCKING WHAT!"

"Martin Prince may be in danger here, Jaggeroth is thinking S.F.W here."

"The Psycho King wants to destroy Martin Prince, and the S.F.W may be the beginning of the end for him here."


Jaggeroth looks down on Martin with a grotesque smirk. He reaches down to bring the legend back up only to be met with resistance. Martin thinks quick and grabs the extra camera that had been under the ring. The expensive piece of equipment meets its end as it smashes across the side of Jaggeroth's head. Plastic,metal and glass smack against Jaggeroth's head and flying off in pieces. Jaggeroth flutters around the ring doubled over as Martin gets up from the ropes. The Legend takes the camera and smacks Jaggeroth in the guts for good measure, Jaggeroth takes a knee. Martin sees the bump Jaggeroth had set up for the two, he thinks it over for a second and raises his arms in a cross position. Jaggeroth's head is placed between Martin's legs and after a huff and a gruff he was being lifted up. Jaggeroth slips over Martin's shoulders with his armpits being held by Prince's hands. Martin takes a short run ending it with a quick use of explosive power he sends Jaggeroth flying over his head. The Time Killer breaks through the table with a sudden crack, his fall is broken with a sudden metallic clunk from the steel ring steps.

"A crucifix power bomb! Martin Prince is back in the game!"

Martin is on his hands and knees, the energy needed to lift the collective mass of hate that was Jaggeroth was excruciating to his muscles. Jaggeroth is laid out in the rubble, his back is bent and his head rest on the middle ring step. A skin crawling hackle is heard. The Time Killer was hurting, but he was really starting to enjoy himself.

TBCB: Martin Prince.

New Deadline: Sunday. I told Martin he could have an extra day since he's been irl busy.

[Martin Prince]

~ Bryan
"What you have to consider is if Martin Prince is able to continue on with this match.."
~ Joey
"He can Bryan, don't you worry about that! Martin Prince isn't a two time hall of famer for nothing."

Prince slowly arises to a standing position, looking down at his opponent who lays amongst the rubble. The laughter continues as Jaggeroth slowly lifts both arms in the air to accommodate his own madness. Prince staggers back a bit in surprise at his opponents resiliency, but shakes off the fear and moves in with his leg raised.

Jaggeroth catches the leg which causes yet another shock of fear to flow down Prince's spine. The GHW Hall of Famer is pushed back and left to watch with a dazed expression as his maddened opponent arises from the rubble. Jaggeroth's eyes can be seen to be widened as he shakes off the pain, taking a slow walk towards his opponent. Martin moves in with an elbow and hits The Time Killer in the temple, a blow that is taken into least effect by the Nebraskan. Jaggeroth steps back and twists his hip slightly to the left, moving forward viciously as he swings his leg up and impact is made with the side of Martin's head.

Martin Prince drops to the ground in an instant, with an ongoing gasp of surprise being heard from the crowd. Jaggeroth smirks underneath his mask and grabs Martin by the legs, dragging him towards the center of the outer-ring. Jaggeroth raises the canvas as to search for a weapon to use, pulling out a bunch of light tubes that are taped together. The Time Killer moves towards Prince and places them directly underneath his head, turning Prince around as to have him face down towards the tubes. Jaggeroth then pulls himself up onto the ring and looks down at his opponent, jumping down and landing in a legdrop. The Psycho King hits and the multi-sounds of shattering glass reverberates around the now silent arena. Jaggeroth pulls Martin's head up to show the crowd their hero, blood flowing down his face as the glass had shred his face up good.

~ Bryan
"My god, this is almost to unbearable to watch. It's like a giant fucking gorefest, one that could possible beat the SAW series at it's own game."
~ Joey
"It's a hell of a sight to see, eh Bryan?"

Jaggeroth gets up to his feet and now bends forward to grab Martin by the hair and pull him back up. Prince stumbles to his feet as he is forcefully pulled up to a standing position. Jaggeroth pulling him towards the ring and forces him inside. The Time Killer rolls in slowly and gets back up to his feet, looking to take the match slowly to allow the pain to sink in for Prince. Martin tries to make his way up to his feet, but falls flat on the canvas after suffering a sharp pain in his head. The crowd remains silent as they watch the Former General Manager of TNT struggle to get to his feet.

Jaggeroth takes it to respectfully grab Martin by the hair and pull him back up onto his feet. Prince looks at his opponent as he tries to remain on his feet, his vision blurred as blood flows down his face. Jaggeroth kicks Martin in the midsection and wraps his right arm around Prince's head. Jaggeroth then maneuvers himself as to get Martin's body on his shoulders and lifts him up in a torture rack position. The crowd begins screaming in detestation as he laughs maniacally.

~ Joey
"No fucking way! No! No! No! He's gonna try and put Martin Prince down for good with a BileDriver!"
~ Bryan
"Yup! It's already over from here, if The Psycho King hits this, it's all over for Martin Prince."

Jaggeroth turns and drops Martin Prince, landing in a sitout position with his opponent crashing down into the canvas between his legs. The crowd boos as Prince lays motionless on the canvas, Jaggeroth openly laughing at the sight of his own destruction. Jaggeroth hooks Martin's leg and pins his shoulders to the mat, the referee rushes over to make the count.

"One!"

"Two!"

Martin raises his shoulder in time to break the count and cause an uproar of cheers to come from the crowd. Jaggeroth falls back and looks up in shock.

~ Jaggeroth
"WHAT THE FUCK!"

The Time Killer continues to look up in shock, screaming, while his opponent lays on the canvas in a heap of his own blood. The crowd continue to show their on-going support for the veteran, waving their signs and chanting his name repeatedly. Jaggeroth's screams echo around the arena as his anger begins to reach it's limit. He gets up onto his feet and brings Martin back up onto his feet almost immediately. Jaggeroth takes Martin by the wrist and irish whips him into the turnbuckle corner, Prince hitting the corner pretty hard.

Jaggeroth takes a jog towards the opposing corner and then makes a sprint towards his opponent, driving his shoulder squarely into his chest. The big thump is heard loudly the crowd as well as the sound of Martin Prince crashing onto the canvas below. The Psycho Nebraskan lifts Martin Prince up onto his feet once again, only to receive a stiff right hand to the face, sending him back a few paces. Martin steps closer and swings his right hand once more, hitting Jaggeroth on the cheek. Jaggeroth's blood pressure builds up as he takes a wild swing towards Prince, only to be blocked and countered with another right hand to the face. Jaggeroth swings again, and once more being blocked and countered again. Jaggeroth stumbles back and swings his arms out, unleashing an ungodly roar that reverberates around the arena once more. The crowd falls silent as The Time Killer steps forward menacingly towards Martin Prince.

Sweat begins to pour down Martin's face, along with the blood that continues to flow. The Veteran begins to step back and considers his position in the ring, but is a tad slow as Jaggeroth charges. Martin takes no time in making his risky decision, delivering a swift kick to the abdominal region of The Time Killer. Jaggeroth is stopped in his tracks and doubles up in pain, Martin takes the opportunity to grab The Psycho King by the mask. Prince looks up at the crowd and raises an arm as he jumps up into the air with Jaggeroth's head in his hands. Martin falls back and hits the canvas, Jaggeroth's head hitting his knee. The Psycho King is sent flying up in the air by the force and lands on the canvas, motionless. The crowd begins screaming in approval, chanting Prince's name as he merely lays on the canvas and breathes heavily.

~ Bryan
" Cliffhanger! Cliffhanger! Both men are now down and possibly out, but we still need a winner for tonight's main event."
~ Joey
"But I don't think Martin has the energy to even go for the pinfall here Bryan, let alone move at all."

Both men lay on the canvas in a motionless heap, Martin sighs in relief as he has a thought of the match being over. But the thought is brought down by the sound of the cackling laughter of.. The Time Killer

TBC;