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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 8:43 pm
Woah, Ewing still had some fight left in her. That is pretty impressive. But she has kind of devolved into shoving. And when Trent was shoved he would sort of just yank on her hair anyways.
This was getting sad, luckily, Trent wanted to finish this match as soon as possible anyways. Trent responded to the shove with a kick aimed at the midsection, just like he did at the very beginning of this match. Full circle!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 8:45 pm
The kick connected, and instead of just doubling over Ewing, it dropped her flat onto her stomach next to the ropes. She coughed a few times, clearly struggling to breathe now as her diaphragm was crushed by the point of his foot. Ewing got more than she could have possibly bargained for tonight, not even booked initially -- but now the light was beginning to fade and the cold, desperate chill of the dark was taking over the appropriately named Winters consciousness. Trent was in prime position here, it looks like he just might be able to get his hands on Drako after all!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 8:48 pm
Damnit. Why couldn't she have just doubled over. But this was good, regardless. She couldn't keep on her feet anymore, there was no way she gets out of this. Trent even stole a glance to the side and saw no Emiko in sight. With that in mind, Trent pulled Ewing to her feet once again.
Completely dead weight slowly getting pulled up until finally Trent gets her into position in hopes to nail a Powerbomb for the match close!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:08 pm
Ewing was again brought to her feet by Trent, hardly able to keep herself up on her own power -- Trent really was putting in a lot of work getting the 200 pounder up. Ewing was up and found herself between Trent's legs and swiftly brought up into a powerbomb position, one Ewing was more familiar putting others in rather than being up in it herself. The product out of Minnesota would shift her weight around and begin to squeeze Trent with her thighs and bring a few stiff hammer shots with her fist down onto his head...she found a little reserves in her tank to avoid eating a potential match-ending powerbomb, anger and bitterness now replacing the sadness that had been wrecking her heart the last few minutes.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:12 pm
Whether it was a ploy or instinct, the once defenseless women was now putting Trent in basically a chokehold and throwing down haymakers at the skull of Trent. Reopening the small cuts from the bite earlier in the process. Trent would begin to drop to the mat with Ewing following him for the ride!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:15 pm
Ewing would follow the dynamite kid down to the mat, but thankfully landed on her side as opposed to back first on the mat. It probably would have been all she wrote there, but instead, Winters was in a position to capitalize. She pushed herself back up as quick as she could, getting to her feet and trying to put a well placed knee into Trent's gut to keep him in a good position for Ewing to show him how it's REALLY done! She would attempt to force Trent between her legs and lift him up herself for a running sit-out powerbomb!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:18 pm
Trent would now be on the receiving end of a strike to the gut. Doubling over, just like Ewing wanted, he would begin to get hoisted up and was about to receive a Powerbomb of his own. But just like Ewing, he wasn't done fighting and that position left you very vulnerable.
Trent would be lifted, and while Ewing was slightly off balance trying to position herself for the move, Trent looked to send an elbow in the direction of her bloody skull. Call it payback for this haymakers that left Trent bleeding once more!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:21 pm
Ewing was starting to stumble forward but kept her balance -- though it then became difficult as Trent would clock her over and over again, making her bleed a bit more! The fans were glued to the action, it looked like something big could happen here, and oh boy did it. Ewing started to pick up speed going backwards until finally she slammed into corner...but crushed the defenseless ref accidentally in the process! She dropped Trent and used the ropes to keep on her feet, realizing she really screwed up by allowing the ref to get hurt...with no ref, how could she score a decisive pinfall?!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:25 pm
Trent would get tossed backwards, but he would avoid most of the drop by rolling backwards. Trent would begin to scramble to his feet. Seeing that Emiko was still stirring, Trent looked to meet with Emiko and try to hit a giant superkick.
Going from having it all, to losing it, to reclaiming it. This was all an emotional and physical rollercoaster that Trent was not ready for when he signed up for this match!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:27 pm
As Ewing turned from her mess of destroying a ref with her back, she was met with a thunderous superkick that instantly dropped her to the mat in a heap of pink and blue, the fans going crazy for Trent's last ditch effort at winning this match! He went from exploding in the ring with Cartwright to three seconds away from challenging Drako once again. It was quite a performance for the newly minted Dynamite Kid, but the question was...how long would it take him to realize what Ewing had done?
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:34 pm
The kick heard around the world would connect! Trent would feel the weight under him give, dropping to the mat. All he had to do was place an arm over Ewing and it was over.
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! S-
Where the hell was the official. He heard the crowd scream. But there was no striking of the mat. And even if there was and he didn't notice, you think the count would have stopped at three and a bell would have rang.
Trent lifted his head, looking at the corner where Ewing would have fallen, and there it was. His chance was gone. Trent would begin to yell at the official who had his face buried into the mat.
"WAKE UP!" "WAKE UP!"
But there was no response. It couldn't be that easy, could it. A simple pinfall was way too much for Trent who was on top of the world. This would begin to burn inside Trent's chest as he began to crawl, then pushing himself to a knee, then to his feet stumbling around. Until finally he got to the official, who he would begin to shake.
"You need to get up right now, you're still in the middle of a match." "GET UP!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:37 pm
The disappointment and desperation mixed to leave quite the scent in the air, one that woke up Ewing like a story smelling salt. As Trent took his weight off her, she started to stir back up to her feet, gingerly she would stand straight and her eyes would be transfixed on Trent's back. In the twenty or so seconds he spent shaking the ref, Ewing had managed to recover enough to stand. The fans were doing all they could to scream at Trent to turn around, he was being stalked -- but before he could take notice at all, Ewing would reveal her claws and attempt to drag the nails on both of her hands down Trent's back! She was going to completely immobilize him with the pain of being stabbed by several sharp finger sized razors!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:41 pm
Finally the official began to show movement. But the crowd was stirring, was Ewing beginning to move. Or was Emiko on her way back in. Regardless, it was too late for the desperate Trent to respond to. As his back would flare up. It felt like a fire, then a sharp stabbing pain. Until finally the realization of what happened registered in his brain and body. His back got raked.
The jolt of pain would cause Trent to straighten up, eyes open wide, staring into the crowd of people who would be booing from the move and the fact that Ewing was now about to take her steps toward winning this match after just evading that loss that was guaranteed!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:44 pm
Under Ewing's finger nails were the proof of her victory as she turned Trent around to face her, the two locking bloody eyes for just a moment as Ewing grabbed his wrist and took a few steps back, pulling Trent back in and attempting to position him into the Tombstone Piledriver! If successful, she would bark at the now somewhat conscious ref to move out of her way so she could step up to the bottom rope, and then take another dangerously shaky step to the second -- all in the name of driving Trent down into the mat head first with the Matriarch Obscura!
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2023 9:47 pm
Despite all efforts, Trent was unable to move. Everything had set in, at this one moment of weakness. As Ewing would take advantage, driving Trent head first into the mat with the Matriarch Obscura.
The crowd would begin to boo as loud as possible as Ewing was about to seal the deal and back up all that barking that she had done at the beginning of the show. The official regaining sense of awareness in that exact moment as the crowd would ready themselves for the heartbreak they were about to endure.
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