[Apologies, life has been hectic. Here's the ending.]
The kick connected with the side of Cyrus' head, causing his thoughts to go spinning. The Storm had turned the tides once more, and this time he aimed to do it for good. With a tight grip around the back of Cyrus' neck, Matt pulled the man up to his feet and quickly picked him up in a crossbody position. The Dream was exhausted and dazed, there was nothing he could do as Matt brought his challenger slinging around for a destructive Chapter Four! Everblaze's back might as well have broke across Matt's knee after the devastating blow.
"CALL IT!" Matt roared at the nearby referee as he fell on top of Cyrus, pinning him against the cold concrete.
One!
Two!
Thre-
At the last second, Cyrus' shoulder shot up in defiance. He refused to let The Storm end his night! With a huff of rage, Matt pushed off the smaller man and struggled up to his feet. His body ached, his rage was boiling over, and this match had already gone on longer than he had wanted. It was time to end this, here and now.
Shanahan leaned against the wall momentarily to gain his breath, his face a contortion of anger and exhaustion. With a sudden surge, he threw his right hand in the air with his four fingers held out, motioning for the end. This was it, The Chapter Four would be retold! He turned to face Cyrus and stared down at the broken man, waiting for him to rise. Slowly but surely, the injured legend began to shift, bringing himself to a base carefully. After a near minute, the Dream managed to his feet... only to be caught and cradled into Matt's arms for another Chapter Four.
With his challenger locked into the crossbody hold, Matt looked like a menacing figure, awaiting to condemn his latest challenger. A roar erupted from his lips as he primed Cyrus for the swing of his life! As he let loose his strength and brought Everblaze flinging around for the Chapter Four, something unforeseeable occurred. The Dream had managed to quickly wrap his arm around Matt's head on the descent; this wasn't going to be a Chapter Four, oh no. Cyrus brought Matt's head crashing down into the concrete for a sudden DDT!
After landing, both men were laid out and nearly unconscious from impact. Matt laid face down, unmoving from the blow; Cyrus was on his back and gasping for air. A long moment passed before The Dream weakly pushed Matt over, revealing his forehead to be covered in blood. An arm draped over the champion, signalling the referee to count once again.
One!
Two!
Thre-
Much like Shanahan's attempt, Cyrus failed to secure the pinfall but a mere moment. Matt's shoulder barely got off the pavement, leaving Cyrus stunned. But, the Dream was ready to deal with this situation. He struggled up to his feet and stumbled away, trying to find something to use to his advantage. After his hazy eyes finally focused, he spotted a steel chair folded up nearby. A sigh of relief echoed around as he grabbed the chair and turned back to Shanahan.
A look of shock took over his features to see that The Storm was already in a near sitting position.
As fast as he could, Cyrus staggered over to Shanahan and brought the chair colliding down on his skull, sending the champion back down on his back. A moment passed as Cyrus caught his breath, staring down at the champion for signs of any extra fight in the man. Sure enough, The Storm began to sit up moments later. His eyes were clouded by blood and his senses beyond dulled. The only thing that registered in him was the second chairshot connecting to his forehead.
"STAY DOWN!" Cyrus commanded to the champion, but he wouldn't listen. Again, Matt began to sit up, only to be knocked onto his back by a third chairshot. After that one, Cyrus began to wail on The Storm, delivering shot after shot onto the Hall of Famer's head. After five blows, he tossed the chair aside and dropped down for the pin, motioning the hesitant referee to call it.
One!
Two!
Thre-
By the skin of his teeth, Matt shot his shoulder off of the concrete. Cyrus sat up and roared in dismay, his bewildered eyes glaring down at the crimson masked Shanahan. After that making chairshots, his face was hardly recognizable under the shade of blood. With a push, The Dream got up to his feet and let out a boisterous <********! MATT! SHANAHAN!"
The cries of approval from the fans echoed from the arena, giving their support to Cyrus' call for the end. Even still, Matt struggled to get to a sitting position. The Dream watched with a mixture of anger and shock; the fight the champion had was astounding. Sure enough, Matt finally made his way to his feet, but The Storm had little he could do as Cyrus embraced the man and dropped him for the reverse Stunner, otherwise known as the FTW.
Matt stumbled backwards after the sudden collision with his jaw. But he remained on his feet, determined to fight on...
... until he fell backwards a couple of seconds later.
After dropping to the concrete, Cyrus crawled over and collapsed on the champion, praying this was the straw to break The Storm's back.
One!
Two!
THREE!
"Your winner... AND NEW WWF:G LEGACY CHAMPION!... CYRUS, THE DREAM, EVERBLAAAAAAZE!"
And with that FTW, Cyrus got the win. The Storm's Reign over WWF:G had been quelled. The Dream had beaten The Storm. Cyrus Everblaze was the new WWF:G Champion.
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