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 Posted: Mon May 06, 2024 2:15 pm
DHW World Heavyweight championship
steel cage-win by pinfall or submission in the cage only, no escape
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2024 4:37 pm
The atmosphere is electric as Cartwright, the seasoned veteran, makes his entrance.
The crowd roars in anticipation, their cheers echoing through the arena as the powerful lyrics of “Honor Never Dies” by Hatebreed fill the air.
Sometimes standing for what you believe
Means standing alone
Sometimes standing for what you believe
Means standing alone
Cartwright, dressed in his signature red and white wrestling tights and glittering red jacket, strides confidently towards the ring.
His experience is evident in his every move, a testament to his eighteen years in the sport.
The eighteen year veteran looks out towards the fans and struts his way towards the ring.
"Introducing first, the challenger!
From London, England.
Weighing in tonight at 225 pounds....
CAAAAAARTWRIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
As the announcer’s voice rings out, introducing him to the eagerly waiting fans, Cartwright ascends the steel steps and slips into the ring through the steel cage door with practiced ease.
But I wouldn't be here if I wasn't taught that
Honor never dies
When your heart is questioned
Honor never dies
When your beliefs are tested
Cartwright sheds his jacket, revealing the lean, muscular physique of a seasoned athlete.
Turning to face the entrance, Cartwright awaits his opponent, Trent.
The lyrics of his entrance song seem to echo his resolve, a reminder that even when standing alone, honor never dies.
The stage is set for an unforgettable match.
Let the games begin!
Nigel: "This is it.
It's do or die time for Cartwright.
The Dirty Brit challenges the champion, Trent, inside of his chosen stipulation at DHWs biggest Pay-Per-View."
Drogan: "Trent has never won at Blaze Of Glory, but there is no way in Hell that he is going to let that continue against Cartwright!"
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Posted: Mon May 06, 2024 9:07 pm
The main event was just about to start as the challenger would have made his way out. Big fight feel as there was a lot of stakes and factors entering this match that all could put the champion at a disadvantage. The crowd were excited as they knew what these two men would and have done to one another.
STUCK IN MY WAYS
Stuck in my Ways by Zero 9:36 would hit the PA system. The crowd would get straight to showing that they did not like the champion. Booing as loud as possible as the World Champion would step out through the smoke that piled on the stage.
The DHW World Heavyweight Champion would stare down the ramp. Staring at not only Cartwright who was in front of him, but the steel cage that surrounded the ring. This match was not exactly a forte of Trent's, while Cart definitely likes his chances as he would have picked the stipulation for this match. Eliminating any chance of running away as the two men, once inside the ring, would be trapped to fight and claw one another until a winner would be decided.
"Introducing at this time. Weighing in tonight at 252 pounds! From St. Paul, Minnesota.
He is the DHW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD.
THE INITIATOR
TRENT!"
Finally, Trent, after his very well done introduction, would begin to make his way down the ring.
Drogan: "Here comes the greatest world champion of all time."
Nigel: "I am sure you and Trent are the only ones to call him that, Drogan."
Drogan: "In that sense, I am the only honest person here. Trent has shown every time he has been in that ring that he is the best. And I am sure he is willing to do everything it takes tonight to keep that title as well as the championship that physically represents that!"
Nigel: "He is going to need to do that. Cartwright not only is walking into this match with the stipulation that he picked, but against a person who has never won a match at Blaze of Glory. In fact, losing his championship at his last match at Blaze of Glory many years ago!"
Drogan: "This is a different beast from those times, Nigel!"
Nigel: "Yeah, something like that!"
Trent would make it to ringside, staring around the ringside area, taking in the presence that the cage demanded with its mere existence. Feeling the cage and preparing himself that if he meets with the cage once again, it wont be as pleasant.
Trent still holding on to the cage, would double over, and search under the ring skirt. Searching under the ring and revealing a steel chair. Cartwrights heart must be racing as a weapon would be introduced to the equation, now.
Switching his gaze from the cage to Cartwright, Trent would get to a full vertical stance and begin to make his way to the cage door. Slowly entering the ring with chair in hand.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 1:07 pm
Cartwright shakes his head as he watches Trent instantly find himself a steel chair to give himself an unfair advantage.
Upon seeing this, The Lad reaches in to his wrestling tights, putting something on to his right fist.
The challenger patiently waits for Trent to step through the ropes, so that he can try to level the champion with a brass knuckles shot to the head!
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 2:41 pm
Trent would slide into the ring. And immediately it seemed like Cartwright wanted to start a fight. Getting ready to eat a fist, Trent was getting ready to go on the offense with a toss of the chair.
Until he suddenly lost control of his legs and dropped to the mat. What just happened!? The official and everyone else who hadn't paid attention to Cartwright's previous movements would be stunned to see the champion drop from a singular strike.
But the ones who were paying attention now realized what Cartwright had slipped on.
Nigel: "What a nasty strike!"
Drogan: "Wait a second. What does Cartwright have- "
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 2:57 pm
Cartwright really has the power of the punch, as he drops Trent to the mat from one expertly timed punch to the jaw.
The Dirty Brit would reveal to the world that he has placed brass knuckles on to his right hand.
Drogan: "Look at that!
What a cheating son of a..."
Nigel: "Wait a second there!
Who was it that decided to bring a steel chair in to the ring first?!"
Drogan: "Sounds like a Cartwright thing to do!"
The bell rings to signal the start of the match and Cartwright decides to hook Trent's leg for the pin!
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:09 pm
Despite Trent obviously just getting struck and being on the mat and not too responsive, the official decided to start the match. And Cartwright immediately looked to take advantage of the chance he had been given right away.
One!
Two!
Before the three would come down, Trent would find a way to somehow get the shoulder up despite his head still ringing and his body becoming sluggish after the strike.
The crowd would audibly gasp as somehow Trent did not fall to the strike from the brass knuckles. The match would continue!
Nigel: "WHAT!? I am very confused how the match did not end there."
Drogan: "He is the champion for a reason. He did what Cart couldn't do. He took a cheap shot and found a way to get the shoulder up!"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:15 pm
Cartwright at first looks disappointed that he didn't win, but then he realises that this means he gets to punish Trent for longer, for his betrayal.
The Lad looks to mount Trent and use his brass knuckle hand to repeatedly punch the downed Trent across the face with them!
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:17 pm
Trent would be defenseless as Cartwright would be taking further advantage over the situation. The situation he had complete control of, as he said earlier tonight, and pounded Trent over and over with the brass knuckles. Smothering the champion in a way no one has seen Trent, especially not in DHW.
Drogan: "You support this guy, Nigel? This man is possessed!"
Nigel: "Despite Trent deserving this, Cartwright may be going a little off the deep end right now!"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:29 pm
After repeated shots and bloodying Trent up from the damage caused, Cartwright chooses to hook the leg of Trent again for a pin.
Cartwright: "I can do this all night long if needs be."
The Dirty Brit calmly and quietly says to Trent while he looks towards the referee.
Nigel: "You can't say Cartwright doesn't have a conscious!
He is actively trying to end the match.
There is nothing malicious about this!"
Drogan: "Brass knuckles aren't malicious, alright buddy!"
Nigel: "Are steel chairs malicious?!"
Drogan: "The steel chair hasn't been used and probably never would have been!"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:34 pm
Cartwright would ease off Trent and finally expose the damage that has been done. The top of Trent's dome had been sliced up and struck inward from the multiple strikes with the brass knuckles. It seemed like the match was all but over, as Cart would ease himself into a pin.
One!
Two!
Th--
Once again, Trent somehow, despite taking not just one, not two, but multiple strikes form the brass knuckles. He had somehow lifted the shoulder up once again. Spitting out blood as he tried to breathe and figure out where he was after all the abuse.
Nigel: "Wow!"
Drogan: "The Champion kicks out, despite the sick means that Cartwright is going to!"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:42 pm
Cartwright looks down to see Trent bleeding and spitting out blood and would feel nothing but the same sense of calm that he has felt all day.
This is personal.
This is business.
He is in control.
The Dirty Brit notices a few dents in his brass knuckles, they are covered in blood and probably done for, so he might as well continue to wear them out with more punches to Trent!
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:45 pm
Cartwright would continue to go to the well. Mounting Trent, he threw some more strikes with the worn knuckles. They still continued to do damage, but Trent was moving this time around. Struggling to find something, as he had finally found the face of Cartwright.
Upon doing so, Trent would look to push his thumbs inward on the face. Looking to plunge them into where he thought the eyes of Cartwright would be as he needed to stop this brutal assault. Any means necessary. This match, may be for the championship. But with the way Cart is taking it, its a fight for his life.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 3:53 pm
Something stirs inside of Trent, as he reaches down inside of himself, he gathers everything that he has left, to thumb Cartwright in both of the eyes!
Cartwright's instincts tell him to back away, as he rolls off of Trent, being unable to see a thing!
Nigel: "There's your hero, resorting to dirty tactics to try and save himself from the inevitable!"
Drogan: "Trent's life is in danger!
He could die in that steel cage!
You're telling me you wouldn't do the same in his shoes?!"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2024 4:12 pm
Finally, Trent had found a way out of the grasp of Cartwright. Scooting back against the ropes, Trent would prop himself up and begin to clear his eyes from all the blood that he had been spewing out. Looking back at Cartwright who would be clinging to his eyes.
The adrenaline would be flowing as Trent began to lose the feeling of pain that once swelled around his head. He began to shake. It had been awhile Trent had felt this way in the slightest. Years, in fact.
Trent, began to pull himself back to his feet.
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