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[~Quint Mcain~]

Friday Night Fights opens up the show with a shower of green and grey pyro from the rafters. Streamers fly in all directions of the audience, litering the ring, causing the preciding official to end up having to get on his knees to scoop all of the debris out of the ring. Indeed all opening shows from this point forward will end up having this form of opening, as the end of an Era, the final moments of quite possibly the greatest Federation approaches. The fans all seem to have looks of disdain on their faces, for due to popular internet reactions the entire Internet is aware of the impending doom of Psychotic Championship Wrestling. None the less, everyone is on there feet, and the scheduled opening contest is one that the fans have been clamoring for since Day 1! Quint Mcain Vs. PCW World Heavyweight Champion, The Ayster! We pane over to Mike Huntsicker and Jerry Byerline, who both have somber looks on their faces as well. But also a glint in their eyes of determination, as the show must go on.

Mike Huntsicker:
What a grand reaction we have got here tonight ladies and gentlemen, the fans are pumped, and so are we as we head closer and closer to our final destination, and our final Pay Per View.

Jerry Byerline:
Yes hello everyone and welcome to Friday Night Fights! We've said it before, i think tonight is a good night for cliches as i say, this aint no boxing match kids. Our Friday Night Fights are filled with so much drama, so much passion, and so much darn action its hard to call this anything more than Psychotic!

Mike Huntsicker:
You got that right Jerry! Well tonight, we have an unbelievable treat for everyone tonight, as "The Innovator of Excellence" Quint Mcain, will face off against fellow Heel and World Champon, The Ayster. And if our past FNF's are any indication, when you put two guys of the same alignment in the ring against one another, the fan reactions are completely split!

Jerry Byerline:
Buts its going to be hard for people to choose a side tonight. Both men, extremely charismatic, yet oh so arrogant, its hard for anyone to truly like one over the other!

Mike Huntsicker:
Well we have jabbered our jaws just about long enough everyone, lets get down to business with the Challenger!

"Princess" Brandi Frye:
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is your Opening Bout of the evening! There will be no time limit!

Just as the fans are all ready to hear Through the Fire and The Flames by Dragonforce, they get an unexpected treat instead with Ride on Shooting Star by The Pillows streams over the arena instead! We see Quint Mcain, coming out still in his new attire, dark purple shirt with black pants, purple lightning strikes through the sides, black cut off gloves with neon purple "Q"'s on the backhand, jagged black shades, and everyones favoritely groomed black dreadlocks on a white guy. The Icon of Entertainment points towards both sides of the arena with a wide smile on his face and slaps the ground where purple pyro blasts behind him. Which further prompts Quint Mcain to run off the ramp, towards the squared circle of historic pasts, and jumps over the bottom rope to a skidding hault in the middle of the ring. He turns towards the nearest camera and taunts "I'm Quintastic!" And the fans erupt into a chorus of cheers for the return to old school.

“Princess” Brandi Frye:
Introducing first, standing 5’11”, he hails from Sacramento California, weighing in at 225lbs Soaking Wet with a lead jacket on, The Quintastic One!!!

The audience gets a good laugh from Brandis retribution against Quints former actions, which he humbly bows his head at with a good laugh of his own, and politely requests for the microphone, which she obliges, as The Quintastic One prepares to make a statement towards the PCW Faithful.

The Quintastic One:
Now everyone, I know what your all thinking. And I know it’s a very hard thought to come to terms with, but trust me, I believe everyone, including myself is wondering…”Did I just see Ayster shopping at the Abercrombie and Fitch across the street?” No seriously, I hear those muscle shirts due great in this hot weather. But I digress, there must be a lot of questions we are all asking ourselves. The biggest one I can think of, that sums up all of our concerns is, Why? Why does PCW have to end this way? Why does so much hard work have to go down in such a dead pool manner? Why is Hatework wearing jean shorts? Why is Jack Stantz such an eternal Douche Bag? Why did my girl friend leave me for my dog? But most importantly, why is Quint Mcain going face?

Jerry Byerline:
Even as a propose good guy, the man is still self centered!

Mike Huntsicker:
Either way, I think he has the fans complete attention.

The Quintastic One:
Most of these question we may never know, but I can answer this last one. You see, after totally embarrassing and destroying three other guys at Lesson In Loyalty. I myself got a Lesson In Loyalty. I realized, that with PCW coming to a close in just a short number of weeks, I needed to make a statement. I cannot live with myself knowing that I left a bad taste in the mouths of all of my fellow Quint Clique members. I don’t go down like that. Unless you’re a blonde, then I’ll go down any time you wish, but that’s for another night, another pleasure cruise. Tonight, I make a statement. I return to my roots. I started out in PCW as a face, and bah gawd I’m gonna end PCW as a face! So to start it all off, I’m going to prove once and for all, that The Quintastic One was an unrecognized commodity. That PCW bet on the wrong horse with their executive decisions. And I’m going to prove that by beating our current World Heavyweight Champion in the middle of the ring, right here, right now!

TBC by The Ayster.

[~The Ayster~]

There is a momentary pause before Ayster Time blasts out in the arena and the fans rise on their feet as the World Heavyweight Champion makes his way out on stage. The reaction is split, loud boos soon drowned out by cheers with boos preceding over it once again.

Mike: Well what can you say Jerry, our World Champion has always been quite controversial but generally the fans did not like him, mixed reaction for him tonight though.
Jerry: The arena is buzzing Mike and I'm sure these great fans will be into this match every step of the way, alot of the booing is pantomime I feel, how can you not like The Ayster?
Mike: He is arrogant, cocky....
Jerry: Shut up Mike!

Princess Brandi Frye: Making his way to the ring, from Miami, Florida! Weighing in at 280lbs, he is the current PCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is Theeeeeeeee Ayyyy-ster!

Ayster stands in the middle of the ramp with gold pants on sporting sunglasses to boot with the World title strapped on his right shoulder.

Ayster: Doesn't The Ayster get a jokey comment? Is The Ayster not worthy? Wasn't 5 orgasms enough for you last night!?

Brandi Frye smiles embarrassed at Aysters comments

Ayster: The Ayster is joking, hes joking baby. Because PCW is live here tonight in.... live here tonight in..... You know the Ayster he...

Loud boos grimace from the sold out crowd in a clear reference to Ayster not acknowledging the place.

Ayster: Don't boo The Ayster, no no, don't boo me! This is a celebration, we are here to put on a show! You guys ought to be thankful that The Ayster took time out of his very busy schedule to even be here tonight. Oh yeah, Ayster has been inundated with offers, I mean who wouldn't want to have the World Champion on board, someone as good looking, talented and charismatic as The Ayster. You see I don't know about anyone else in the locker room but Ayster he is sorted after PCW and you know what, PCW should be glad, everyone should thank The Ayster, he brought this business to the top, I mean, The Ayster, he's, he's done it all, all there is in this industry The Ayster has achieved.

Jerry: That is true Mike, we owe alot to The Ayster, what a humble man he is, so gracious...
Mike: Oh please Jerry, lay off the brown-nosing, he cant hear you.

Ayster: And The Ayster says, it's over! So Quint, Quintastic one, Quint McCain, my coys crisps, 139 I'm a dick sucker I want to suck a dick whatever you like to call yourself you should be honoured to step into the ring with The Ayster.

Heavy boos sound out again

Ayster: But you know what the difference is Quint? Do you know what the difference is between you and the rest of the locker room, The Ayster, he has respect for you, Ayster and Quint yeah we go long back, The Ayster he remembers some early confrontations with you Quint, hell The Ayster even drank some PCW Cola with The Quintastic One!!! And as sure as I stand here right now, The Ayster knows that you are honoured to be in the ring with me, The Ayster knows that we are going to put on a classic! The Ayster knows that you will push him to the very limit, The Ayster knows he will likely sweat......bleed......anguish but you know what The Ayster will relish every single minute right here in New York City!!!

The fans let out a massive roar

Mike: It seems Ayster has won them over with the cheap pop, credit to Ayster he always has had the fas in the palm of his hand.
Jerry: Yeah and I agree with Ayster, we are about to witness a classic!

Ayster drops the microphone and slowly climbs the steps entering the ring, his eyes fixated on his opponent Quint. Ayster walks up to Quint who has not moved an inch in the middle of the ring and the two go face to face. Ayster slowly removes his sunglasses staring eye to eye with Quint before tapping the title belt and handing it over to the referee. The two stare deep into each others eyes as the referee sounds the bell....

[~Quint Mcain~]

Ayster as well as Quint both seem firmly ready for this contest. The trash talking is over, and the fans are already exploding with support for either The Champion or the Underdog. Quint looks up towards Ayster, obviously dwarfed by the size of his current obstacle. And yet Quint does the absolute unpredictable and lifts up his right hand for a test of strength!

Jerry Byerline:
The man is completely insane! Ayster easily has 100 pounds on Quint!

Mike Huntsicker:
There’s more to this than meets the eye Jerry. I can see that by the way Quint is smiling, he has no intention of following through.

Ayster too, seems to scout this obvious cliché, and slaps Quints hands away, which forces him to follow the momentum of the wind and Quint comes out of no where with a cart wheel kick to the side of the face of the Champion! Ayster stumbles sideways, totally caught off guard by the move, as Quint hits his opponent with a dropsault. Ayster falls back into the corner, as Quint runs towards him once more, trying to keep the momentum. But Ayster shows some ring savvy and slams Quint down on the back of his head with an STO! The fans let out a large “Ooooh!” looking at a crumpled heap of the former leader of the Quint Clique. Ayster combs back his hair with his hands, and smiles towards the crowd.

Jerry Byerline:
Quint just got dropped!

Mike Huntsicker:
He’s in a precarious situation now. He may need a miracle to get back that momentum.

Ayster scrapes his boots across the face of a recovering Quintastic One, and drops on his side with a big elbow drop. Except now Ayster converts from the elbow into an Anaconda Vice, which leads Quint to quickly wrap his legs around the bottom rope. The referee administers a count.

1…2…3…4…Ayster releases the hold on 4.

Quint favors his elbow, laying in the corner turnbuckle. But Ayster has no intention of letting his friend over there rest, and goes for a running boot to the face, but Quint moves out of the way, getting the champs foot stuck in the ropes! Quint proceeds to desperately kick the remaining leg out from under Ayster, and he falls. Quint now takes advantage of the prone foe and hits a baseball slide into the temple of Ayster! The champion falls to the mat, and Quint goes for his patented Rolling Somersault Splash onto Ayster but no! Ayster puts up his knees and locks in a bow and arrow! But the hold isn’t locked in effectively as Quint is able to wriggle free from his extra large opponent.

Mike Huntsicker:
Both men countering each other nicely, just when one thinks he has room to make some combination moves, the other likes to kill the heat.

Jerry Byerline:
There’s no explanation for this, as neither man has truly been in the ring with one another, they shouldn’t have each other scouted that well yet!

Ayster and Quint make their ways back to standing position, which Quint ducks a strong right hand, and delivers a Discus Punch of his own!

Rock!!!

Ayster stumbles back again from the surprising impact from such a small guy, as Quint twirls around again with a Solar Plexus Knife Edge Chop!

Paper!!!

Quint then bounces off the ropes, as we all no what is coming next, but in a split second Ayster counters AGAIN with a T-Bone Suplex, folding up Quint like an accordion once again!

Sci-Ooooh!!!

Ayster grabs Quint by his uniquely colored locks, and lifts him up in a suplex position, and holds it there. Ayster begins walking around the ring, holding Quint all the while, with the fans clamoring support as Ayster makes his foe look like a sack of flowers, and decides to drop him forward onto the top rope. But Ayster isn’t done yet as he backs up and delivers a devastating knee lift to Quint, knocking the underdog senseless to the outside of the ring!

Jerry Byerline:
What a shot!

Mike Huntsicker:
Lets round that out, blood pressure to the head, add in some stomach ulcers from that rope drop, and then a few loose teeth from a 280 Pound boot equal-

Jerry Byerline:
One fucked up superstar!

The fans all begin to chant small chants of “Holy Shit” but nothing all too deafening. Ayster gives the appreciative chants a big middle finger, which changes the chanting into a quick “You Suck!” memorial. The PCW Champion climbs outside the ring, as Quint is resting on the barricade in a sitting position, which Ayster slams a big front leg kick into his chest. The sound is climactic as the pain on Quints face is unbearably excruciating. Ayster grabs him up by the hair and delivers a big chop to the chest! But Quint grabs the champ by the neck and performs the old switcheroo with several lightning quick Kobashi chops! Quint yells in satisfaction and adrenaline, as he spins around with a roaring elbow knocking both men over the barricade!

Jerry Byerline:
I still cannot believe the freakin power behind those average sized hands! Ayster has got to be wondering the same thing!

Mike Huntsicker:
You are looking at the man who sent three competitors at the same night into intensive care. You don’t mess with the little man, he’s as ferocious as any super heavyweight!

TBC by The Ayster.

[~The Ayster~]

Ayster is visibly shocked at being knocked over the barricade and the fans are now right in the thick of the action. Ayster pulls himself to his feet and attempts a right hand on Quint which is blocked and he connects with one of his own, causing Ayster to stagger back. Quint hits another hard shot and Ayster tries to cover his face before heading for safer ground hightailing it past the barracks of hardcore PCW fans.

Mike: Look at Ayster running like the proverbial scalded dog here.
Jerry: Well how would you like it Mike if you were continuously getting punched in the face!

The cameraman is struggling to keep up with the action but we eventually see Ayster and Quint in a secluded area with various cable and electrical equipment around. Quint catches up with Ayster and goes for a bull dog but Ayster had him scouted and uses his momentum to toss Quint face first into a metal scaffolding. Quint falls in a heap on the ground as a sadistic smile etches onto the face of the Champion. Ayster grabs some loose cables and begins wrapping them around the neck of the helpless Quint who screams in anguish at the pain he is enduring. Ayster eventually relinquishes after the referees insistence.

Mike: The referee obviously letting all this go as it is a match our fans and certainly I have been waiting a while to see.

Ayster kicks some rubbish out of the way and goes back on the assault on Quint pummelling him with hard boots to the chest and Ayster looks around for a weapon he can use. Conveniently enough there is a tool box near the various cables which Ayster opens to find a screwdriver and various screws inside. Ayster raises the screwdriver aloft to a strong reaction by the crowd.

Jerry: I’m not sure if the fans reaction was one of happiness that someone may just get screwdrivered or one of shock that our PCW World Champion may use a screwdriver on Quint!

Ayster has the tool box in one hand and approaches Quint and attempts to hit him with the box but Quint quickly hit’s a drop toe hold and Ayster falls face first onto the metal tool box and now Quint lifts the screwdriver aloft to a massive roar by the sold out crowd. He goes down on one knee and Ayster realising the danger he is, low blows Quint and rolls out of harms way.

Ayster begins scrambling away from the fallen Quint and makes his way right round eventually ending up at the top of the ramp. Quint is in hot pursuit however and eventually takes Ayster down from behind with a club to the back of his neck. Quint lifts up Ayster and puts him in position for a suplex, he steadies himself before delivering a snap suplex on the top of the steel ramp with groans being heard in the crowd, empathising with The Ayster. Ayster clutches his back and leans forward in clear anguish and begins slowly crawling down the ramp. Quint takes great pleasure watching Ayster struggle knowing he has the champion in the palm of his hand. Ayster makes its to the ring and uses the ring apron to pull himself to his feet, Quint comes at Ayster with force but Ayster sidesteps and Quint rams himself into the apron, Ayster never one to shirk on an opportunity, grabs Quint and tosses him knee first into the steep steps who flips over them and lies broken on the mat.

Mike: My God, Quint hit those steps with some impact!
Jerry: That was the cunning of Ayster, he lured Quint into a false sense of security and then pounced on him.

Ayster goes after Quint again, lifting him to his feet and sending him into the barricade with an effortless push and Quint falls to the ground leaning against the barricade. Ayster begins stomping down on the knees of Quint, the right one in particular. Ayster proceeds to throw Quint back into the ring much to the relief of the referee. Ayster goes for a cover…

1..
2..
Quint kicks out!

Ayster drops his elbow on the right knee before going for another cover

1...
2..
Quint shoots the shoulder up again

Ayster clearly looking frustrated begins kicking the inner thigh of Quint and continues to work on the right knee. Ayster holds it down before dropping both his own knees on the single one of Quint. Ayster gets to his feet and grabs the right leg and locks in the single leg Boston crab. Quint lets known the pain he is in as Ayster has it locked in tight in the middle of the ring. The fans begin to get behind him clapping and trying to spur Quint on. Ayster just increases the threshold of pain further on him but Quint refuses to give up. Ayster is getting agitated as the crowd support gets larger and larger. Quint is beginning to show some life as he crawls towards the ropes, Ayster is shaking his head in disbelief where the energy is coming from and with each movement closer to the ropes the decibel level rises in the arena

Mike: The heart of this young man! Fighting the pain!
Jerry: Credit to him Mike but why risk an injury with our final PPV only a few weeks away?

Ayster cuts short the heroics however by breaking up the hold and laying down on his knee with more hard shots and dragging him to the middle of the ring. Ayster this time attempts his patented Sharpshooter but Quint somehow rolls Ayster up in a small package…

1..
2..
…
Ayster kicks out!

Jerry: That was a quick count!

Quint hobbles to his feet and Ayster comes at him only to get knocked down with a flying clothesline. Ayster gets back to his feet and Quint takes him down with a dropkick. Ayster crawls to the ropes pulling himself up and Quint runs for a spinning wheel kick but Ayster pulls down the ropes and Quint dramatically flies over the ropes and landing hard on the mat outside.

Mike: Quint flying sideways through mid air and missing spectacularly, lets take a look at that again!
Jerry: Yeah, we see here, Ayster weary by the ropes, Quint takes a risk trying to get the upper hand on Ayster but he was smart enough to pull down the ropes and Quint flew into no mans land.

While the referee is tending to Quint, Ayster has made the odd movement of climbing to the top rope.

Mike: What on earth does The Ayster have in mind here!?

Quint struggles up to his feet, limping and turns around and Ayster flies off the top rope with an unprecedented cross body taking him down and almost flattening him.

Jerry: Quint gives up over 50lbs on Ayster and well Ayster really out to show his worth tonight, unbelievable move by him.

Both men lay on a heap on the mat outside…

[~Quint Mcain~]

Quint looks completely flattened by the cross body as Ayster lays flat on his back, the fans however are solidly on their feet in excitement to the latest display of action! Ayster rolls over onto his stomach as we see some life come into the eyes of Quint. Ayster comes to his knees and wobbles to his feet as the fans are begging Quint to get back into this thing. Ayster stumbles backward a bit, still trying to gain his bearings, when Quintastic catches him with three consecutive low blows to the champ!

Mike Huntsicker:
(In sequence to the low blows) Oh-My-God!

Jerry Byerline:
I call foul! Disqualify this man right now!

But the referee does nothing as Ayster crumbles back to knee sitting position, which Quint leaps over his head and delivers a Throwback forcing Ayster to land face first into the outside mat.

Mike Huntsicker:
Ayster just relentlessly taking damage to his face. He will not be happy about that.

Jerry Byerline:
And neither will his image consultants!

Quint stands to his feet around the same time as Ayster gets back to his knees, still dazed and confused, Quint delivers a standing shining wizard across the face of his opponent! But Quint’s legs linger a little too long as Ayster grabs him by the back of the knees, and lifting him up into a reverse powerbomb position, chucks The Quintastic One straight into the ring post! Ayster smiles devilishly as Quint’s ribs could definitely be bruised, if not broken.

Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Ayster quickly exclaims that the fans haven’t seen nothing yet, and grabs Quint by the hair again and this time drives his foe against the steel barricade back first! Ayster obviously resorting to brute force tactics here, trying to wear down the challenger. The PCW World Champion finally brings the action back into the ring, rolling Quint inside. Ayster climbs in himself and locks in a front headlock. And begins to ruthlessly drive knees into the already affected gut area of Quint. Ayster attempts to toss Quint over his head, but the man stomps down on Aysters boots, causing him to yell out in pain, as Quint twirls his opponents arms around into a front headlock of his own, only to release it into the Quint Crush DDT! Quint finally kip ups after a while of breathing, and starts to tune up the band!

Jerry Byerline:
Both of these men are so damn dirty in their tactics to win. I like it, but I will be damned if their hasn’t been one single shift of momentum that hasn’t resulted in some kind of cheating!

Mike Huntsicker:
Quint is tuning up the band! We could be looking at the Quint Kick here, and it may be all over for the champ!

The fans are all counting feverishly with each stomp to the ground that Quint performs, Ayster rises to his feet, and as planned becomes nailed with the Quint Kick! But Ayster is still on his feet! He spins around in devastated glory, as Quint tries to finish him off with another move leading into the Canned Quint in a Bottle X2, but Ayster rolls away from the headlock and lands a big STO! He’s not done there even though, as he rolls back up still holding onto Quint and spins around once more around and around with The Ayster Bomb! Ayster moves to the side as Quint is straight up flattened by the impact, but Ayster has made himself horribly dizzy in the process of all that twirling, and isn’t going for the pin!

Jerry Byerline:
C’mon Ayster you have the jobber pinned! Just drape an arm over him or something!

The fans are screaming their support for either man to get up and capitalize on this situation, and Ayster, possibly just on instinct, obliges and puts an arm over the flattened shoulders of his formidable foe!

One…
Two…
Thre-Quint Kicks out!

Mike Huntsicker:
Bah Gawd what heart and soul does this kid have!

The fans erupt even further into support, some even clamoring to get over the barricade for no other reason than to just rally the corners of their heroes. Ayster rolls over in dismay, as both men are now struggling to get back up. The Champ begins to use the ropes as leverage, and ends up getting to his feet first, but Quint follows suit with another kip up! But one of Quints legs ended up buckling under him on this time around, which Ayster wastes no time in delivering a monstrous Spear, just about breaking Quintastic in half! Ayster rolls out of the ring, and begins looking under the ring for some goodies, and brings out the lumber! The fans start doing a reversal of what normally would be chanted here.

Fans: We Got Tables! We Got Tables!

Ayster shoves the furniture into the ring, and sets up the certain doom of whoever should go through it. The referee is insisting that this is too much, but Ayster just brushes him off and picks up Quint to lay his lifeless soul onto the Table. Ayster taunts to the crowd and gets showered with boos, but he doesn’t mind it at this point as he makes that fatal climb, and signals for The Ayster Splash. He takes that leap of faith into the air, and at the last minute Quint moves out of the way, forcing Ayster to crash and burn through the table! Shards of wood fly everwhere as Quint is desperately stumbling, even with the ropes protecting him, to get to another turnbuckle.

Fans: PCW! PCW! PCW!

Jerry Byerline:
He was playing possum! The son of a bitch lured our champion into a Wooden Deathtrap!

Mike Huntsicker:
I suppose all is fair in love and war.

The fans are rallying Quint, even when it seemed like he had no energy, he is still being led on by the crowd. Quint climbs the turnbuckle, and taunts his signature “I’m Quintastic” taunt, if a little bit less enthusiasticly, and launches into the air and connects onto Ayster with a Corkscrew 450 Splash!

Mike Huntsicker:
He calls that the Perfecto! Could this be the end?

Jerry Byerline:
No damnit no!

The referee gets into position, possibly for the final time.

One…
Two…
Thre----Kickout! Ayster Kicks out!

Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Jerry Byerline:
Close but no cigar!

Mike Huntsicker:
Its going to take an act of God to end this match! And I don’t think the fans mind that either way!

TBC By Ayster. (You may do the ending in your next post, if not, we’ll keep going!)

[~The Ayster~]

Ayster has a far away look in his eye and Quint is stunned that that did not put away the champion. Quint stands over the broken body of The Ayster and the fans let out a massive roar of approval and Quint knows that he has one final flourish left in him yet. He heads outside the ring and begins to rummage under it…

Jerry: Is this maniac not content with putting our beloved champion through a table!

Quint pulls out a 20 foot ladder to the amazement and incredible rapture by the fans.

Mike: What in God’s name does he have in mind?!

Ayster still hasn’t moved an inch in the midst of the carnage in the ring as Quint slides the mammoth ladder into the ring and re-enters it himself. The referee tries to reason with Quint but Quint shoves him off and slowly sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring and the arena is on edge with anticipation. He limps slightly towards the fallen Ayster and grabs him by the hair lifting him to his feet, Ayster is dazed and clearly does not appear to know where he is at, Quint sets Ayster in the corner, having thought up a new idea to punish him. Quint lifts the ladder up, slightly unbalancing himself in the process and runs for the corner but Ayster has the wherewithal to move out of the way and the ladder smacks of the turnbuckle and rebounds onto the face of Quint who falls to the ground in a heap.

Mike: Quint took it one step too far and has paid the price here Jerry, can The Ayster capitalise?
Jerry: First of all he needs to figure who where he is at but he isn’t the World Champion for no reason!

Ayster pulls himself to his feet and in a reversal of earlier in the match up looks down at the fallen Quint. Ayster takes a notion and lifts up the ladder himself and places it right by the ropes opposite to the announce table with evil intentions on his mind.

Mike: I did not like that look Ayster just gave us there Jerry, he surely is not planning on doing what I think he is!?

Ayster lifts Quint to his feet and hits him with an open hand slap and you can hear the fans disappreciation with boos ringing out and some hissing noises also heard. Ayster begins to climb the right side of the ladder adjacent to the ropes and Quint peeved off at the slap follows him up to get his hands on him. Ayster is at the top of the 20 foot ladder awaiting Quint to join him. Quint soon reaches the top and the two men look each other in the eye and it is a spectacle to behold as the camera cuts back to show the two face to face at the top of the ladder and the crowd on their feet all around the arena.

Mike: I fear Ayster has lured Quint into what is going to possibly detrimental to his career, he may not make it past tonight!
Jerry: He would go out on the back of a fantastic match with the World Champion if that was to be the case that is for sure.

In an amazing sight, the two men exchange right hands at the top of the ladder and every shot that is hit the ladder begins to move slightly to the groans and buzz of these fans eager to see the outcome. Ayster takes one foot on the very top of the ladder and hits three successive right hands to his temple and puts his arm in position for a superplex, the arena is bouncing as onlookers go mad at what looks to be about to unfold…

Mike: If you have any mercy or compassion in your soul Ayster do not do this, you will end his career!
Jerry: If you have any sense Mike, you will get the hell out of my way, it looks we will be having an unexpected guest landing down on top of us.

Ayster glances behind him and goes for the kill… He raises Quint up in the air and the arena almost goes silent but Quint lands back down on the ladder and a sigh of relief can be heard from some. Quint hits some elbows into the gut of Ayster and leaps off the ladder for a hurricanrana on The Ayster but Ayster catches him mid flight, stands erect on the top of the ladder and powers Quint to the mat below with an extraordinary 20 foot Ayster Bomb but with the force of that landing and Ayster’s momentum the ladder gave way off the ropes and Ayster flies over the ropes and crashes through the announce table!

Jerry: HOLY SHIT!
Mike: MOTHER OF GOD!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Both competitors are lifeless as we see numerous replays from different angles of both the Ayster Bomb on Quint and Ayster flies through the announce table. EMT’S and paramedics immediately race to the ring and outside it to care to care to the competitors. After a couple of minutes of silence Mike Huntsickers voice can be heard

Mike: Well, ladies and gentleman it would appear that neither competitor will be unable to continue in this match up and in fact the referee is approaching Princess Brandi Frye as we speak, Jerry is helping lift Ayster onto the stretcher here beside me.

The referee whispers inaudibly into Brandi Fryes ear and she gives a nod of approval.

Princess Brandi Frye: Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee has just informed me that as a result of neither competitor being able to continue this match will be a draw!

A mixture of cheers and boos ring out - as many wanted to see a clean finish but many applauding the valiant effort of both the World Champion The Ayster and The Quintastic One.

Ayster is helped to his feet by the paramedics and gets a massive reception in appreciation of his efforts tonight and insists he does not need a stretcher and instead points to Quint in the ring who appears to be in a lot more need of one. A few more attend to Quint in the ring and a concerned Ayster enters it also.

Mike: Harrowing scenes here, The Quintastic one has not moved since being slammed off that 20 foot ladder, he may well have broken his back we are not sure as of yet but it doesn’t look good. Ah, Jerry has returned to us.
Jerry: Both men landed rather awkwardly in their falls but thankfully Ayster seems to be fine though I’m not sure on Quints condition.
Mike: Ayster showing he has a heart after all checking on him and offered his stretcher to Quint in the aftermath of all this.
Jerry: Mike, regardless of personal rivalries or whatever, this is first and foremost a sport of professionalism and sportsmanship and of course Ayster is showing compassion here and I’m glad the fans are appreciating this and it was a hell of a match!
Mike: I’m not doubting that Jerry!

Ayster grabs his belt and hobbles up the ramp with Ayster Time playing and he gets a standing ovation from the sold out crowd as Ayster disappears through the curtain.

There is another massive cheer as Quint is lifted up onto the stretcher and Ride on Shooting Star sounds out and the fans get on their feet, every last one applauding him as Quint is carried up the ramp.

(OOC: Hoped you liked the ending )

[~Quint Mcain~]

Just.....Quintastic.....

Thats all folks, welcome to quite possibly the greatest Friday Night Fights match in PCW History. Thank you for the opportunity to beat the stuffing out of you, champ.