Redemption 03

Erin Wallace: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way down to the ring at this time, from Salem, New Jersey, weighing in at 6'10" and 340 lbs... J-A-A-A-R-R-R-ETH! "I Hate Jimmy Page" by Mindless Self Indulgence begins playing over the loud speakers as Jareth walks out from the back, the crowd mainly booing while scattered others actually let out cheers. Jareth walks down the rampway with a disgusted look on his face as he stops half-way down the ramp and raises his arms up into the air, pyros shooting off directly behind him.

KK: What do you think Trent, is Jareth pissed because A) It's that time of the month, B) He woke up on the wrong side of the bed, C) It's been years that he's gotten any "action" or D) All of the above.

TB: Would you quiet down Keith, I don't think you'd want Jareth hearing you make these comments.

Jareth continues down the rampway and stops just short of the apron and looks to the side to see a fan holding up a "Jareth Sucks" sign. His face twists into even more of a scowl (if that's possible) as he lunges at the fan, pulling him over the barricade. The fan, who is obviously drunk, has no idea what is going on as Jareth pulls him up and rolls him into the ring. The fan rolls to his feet and begins running around the ring as if playing to the crowd as Jareth slides in.

TB: This can only end badly.

KK: I wonder if this fan has any idea as to what is about to happen to him.

Jareth stalks behind the fan as he continues to run around the ring. Jareth charges at full steam as the fan turns around right into a brutal Spear from Jareth!

TB: Train Wreck! Train Wreck! Jareth just damn-near tore that man in half with the Train Wreck!

Jareth pushed himself up to his feet and stared down at the unconscious man as the fans continued to boo him, some even throwing in trash for how he had just treated one of the hometown locals. The arean suddenly falls into complete darkness as a single blue light begins to flash on and off. Suddenly, two blue fireworks explode over the stage, creating an "X." Smoke begins to pour out from the entrance as the shadow of a man can be seen behind the smoke.

Erin Wallace: Making his way down to the ring at this time, from Glasgow, Scotland, weighing in at 6'5" and 275lbs... JAMES BR-E-E-E-E-Z-Z-Z-E!

KK: Well Jareth may have the height and weight advantage but I think it's safe to say that Breeze has the cooler entrance.

Breeze emerges from behind the smoke as we can see that he is still a bit banged up due to the current events he had taken place in the past week. His ribs are tightly bandaged and he has a cut below his right eye which has just recently been stitched up.

KK: Gee... looks like Jareth already got to Breeze backstage.

Jareth stares a hole through his opponent as Breeze continues walking down the rampway, smoke bombs shooting off every few meters, shrouding him in smoke. Breeze stops just short of the ring as white flame shoots out of two of the turnbuckles while the other two shoot out blue flame.

KK: What is this... a circus!? First we have bears running around now we have some firework show going on! A blue "X" projection covers the ring as the lights return to normal as we now see James Breeze perched up on the turnbuckle, his head lowered as if in silent reflection.

TB: Well a big match for both of these men as they try and prove their worth here in the HWA.

Breeze lifts his head and stares down Jareth as Jareth begins to applaud him as if he was, somehow, impressed with Breeze's entrance.

TB: And now Jareth trying to play some mind games with Breeze here.

Jareth smirked over at Breeze but the smirk was quickly wiped off his face as Breeze flew off the top rope and Clotheslined Jareth down to the ground!

TB: Top Rope/Clothesline out of no-where and this match has begun!

Wallace Cunningham ordered the bell be rung as Breeze quickly rose back up to his feet and taunted Jareth on. Jareth stumbled up as Breeze met him with a quick kick to the gut. Breeze then pulled Jareth's head into his legs as began to hook Jareth's arms behind his back.

TB: Breeze looking to end this one early here with the Game Over!

Jareth quickly powered out of the move as he broke his arms free and lifted Breeze up and over him with a Back Body Drop.

TB: Jareth not quite ready to be put away here as he powers out of Breeze's finisher!

Jareth stalks behind Breeze as Breeze stumbles up, holding his back. Breeze stumbles into Jareth who grabs Breeze's hand locks in a wristlock.

TB: And now Jareth going for HIS finisher!

KK: I guess both these guys know this match is going to suck so they're trying to end it as quickly as possible.

Jareth swung his closed fist at Breeze's heart but Breeze ducked down and managed to scoop Jareth up onto his shoulders. Breeze then fell down to the mat, dropping Jareth on the top of his head!

TB: Counter! Counter! Breeze countered the Seppuku into a Death Valley Driver!

Breeze quickly went to capitalize as he made the cover on Jareth while Wallace initiated the count. One... Two... Kickout!

TB: Breeze may have rattled Jareth's cage there but there's still some fight left in the behemoth!

Breeze quickly gets up to his feet and begins to hit the side of his leg, signaling for a Superkick, as Jareth slowly stumbles up to his feet. Turning, Jareth sees Breeze lunge out at him and quickly reaches out his hands, catching Breeze's foot in his hands.

TB: Breeze going for the Twist of Hate there but, yet again, another counter!

Jareth shakes his head "no" as he quickly throws Breeze's leg to the side with enough momentum that it forces Breeze to spin around. With Breeze's back to him, Jareth applies the Cobra Clutch as Breeze struggles to escape the submission move.

TB: Eviction Notice! Eviction Notice! Jareth has the Eviction Notice locked in on Breeze and this one could be over right here!

Breeze flailed his legs , desperately trying to pull himself over to the ropes to break the hold but, due to Jareth's size and weight, he wasn't budging one inch. Wallace kneeled down before Breeze, asking if he wanted to give up as Breeze continued to fight the urge.

TB: Breeze is still locked in that Eviction Notice and he appears to be going no where fast. He may have no choice but to tap out here.

KK: Good, the faster he taps the faster we can move onto the match everyone wants to see... the Bra and Panties match! Woo-hoo!

Out of desperation, Breeze lifted his leg back and between Jareth's legs, breaking the submission hold with a well-placed Low Blow.

TB: Low Blow! Low Blow! James Breeze just snuck in a Low Blow there and because of the position Wallace was in, he couldn't see it.

KK: Damn you Cunningham, that should've been a disqualifaction!

Jareth remained keeled over in pain as Breeze stumbled forward into the ropes, leaning against them as he tried to catch his breath. Shaking off the effects of the submission move, Breeze turned his attention back to Jareth who was being attended to by Wallace. Charging forward, Breeze lunged at Jareth, looking for a Spear but Jareth pulled Wallace into the way of it and managed to dodge the blow!

TB: Oh my God! Lightning Strikes! Lightning Strikes! James Breeze just nailed Wallace with the Lightning Strikes!

KK: That SO makes up for this match being boring!

Breeze knelt beside Wallace, his hands on his head as Jareth stalked behind his opponent. Realizing that this match was still continuing, Breeze made it to his feet and turned around only to come face-to-face with Jareth. Jareth threw Breeze's right arm over his shoulder and then locked his hands around Breeze's waists. Lifting Breeze into the air, Jareth pivoted and slammed Breeze hard onto the mat with a Throat Slam Suplex!

TB: A huge Throat Slam Suplex there on Breeze and that may be all she wrote folks!

Breeze rolled around the mat, clutching his ribs in pain as Jareth rose up to his feet and glanced over to see that Wallace was still down. Smiling to himself, Jareth quickly climbed out of the ring and walked over to where Erin Wallace was sitting. Scaring her off, Jareth picked up the steel chair that she was seated on and folded it up. Jareth then slid back into the ring as he stalked behind Breeze, taunting him on.

TB: And now Jareth has a damn steel chair and this is not right! Breeze is already not 100% coming into this match!

KK: Think of it this way Trent, the faster that Jareth dismantles Breeze, the faster we can move on with Redemption.

Breeze crawled over to the ropes and began to use them to pull himself up to his feet as it was, quite obvious, that his ribs were beginning to slow him down in this one. Turning around, Breeze stumbled away from the ropes towards Jareth raised the chair and swung at Breeze but Breeze managed to anticipate as much as he ducked the blow. Confused as to how he had missed, Jareth spun around only to have the chair Super Kicked right into his face, busting him open!

TB: Twist of Hate! Twist of Hate! Breeze just hit the Twist of Hate on Jareth, driving that steel chair into his skull and opening him up!

Jareth lay on the mat with blood flowing down his forehead as Breeze dropped down to a knee and leaned up against the ropes, grabbing his ribs again.

TB: Wallace is STILL down and that, unfortunatlely, means Breeze can't capitalize on the situation. Even if he could, I'm not so sure he has enough left in him to do so.

Sucking it up, Breeze climbed out of the ring and onto the apron and then began to climb up to the top rope.

TB: And now Breeze is going up top! What on earth is he planning here!?

KK: Breeze is desperate right now Trent, he needs to find some way to put Jareth away for good here!

Standing up on the top of the turnbuckle, Breeze looked down at the motionless Jareth as he went through a gut check, pondering if this high impact manuever was worth the risk. Deciding to throw caution to the wind, Breeze leaped off the top rope, looking for a Diving Headbutt. But at the last second, Jareth grabbed the nearby steel chair and lifted it, causing Breeze to drive his skull right into the steel!

TB: Oh my God! Oh my God! Angel's Descent right onto that steel chair and Breeze has been busted open BIG TIME!

Breeze slumped down to the mat, lying on his side as he could, very well, be unconscious from ramming his head right into that steel chair. Sliding the chair out of the ring, Jareth crawled over to Breeze and hooked the leg as Wallace slowly began to come to.

KK: Wake up Cunningham! There's a pin attempt going on! Come on! Do your job!

Crawling over to Jareth and Breeze, Wallace slowly began to initiate the count. One... Two... Thr-Kickout!

TB: Breeze kicked out! Breeze kicked out!

KK: No! No! We were less then a half-a-second away from Bra and Panties!

The crowd cheered, more-so out of disbelief, as Jareth glared over at Cunningham, unable to believe that Breeze had managed to do such a thing. Fuming with anger, Jareth pulled himself up to his feet, dragging Breeze up by his hair. Pulling the defenseless Breeze into him, Jareth began trash talking him before locking one of Breeze's arms up above his head while he used his other arm to wrap around Breeze's neck. Having secured Breeze, Jareth fell backwards, flipping Breeze over him and dropping him down onto his back with a Front Half-Nelson Suplex!

TB: A picture-perfect Front Half-Nelson Suplex there by Jareth and, again, Jareth goes right back to working on those injured ribs of Breeze's!

Jareth quickly went into the cover as Wallace made the count once more. One... Two... Thr-Kickout!

TB: And AGAIN, James Breeze managed to kick out!

Jareth shook his head as he pulled the bloodied Breeze up to his feet once more. Jareth then applied a headlock as he began to twist around, looking to drop Breeze right on his forehead with a Diamond Cutter but Breeze managed to muster up the strength to push Jareth off of him. Jareth bounced off of the ropes and into Breeze who met him with a swift kick to the gut, doubling Jareth over. Breeze then pulled Jareth's head in-between his legs and hooked his arms behind his back.

TB: This may be it folks! It may be Game Over for Jareth!

Having secured Jareth, Breeze leaped down to the mat, driving Jareth face-first into it with a Double Underhook Facebuster!

TB: Game Over! Game Over! Breeze hits the Game Over on Jareth!

Rolling Jareth onto his back, Breeze slumps down onto him as Wallace makes the count. One... Two... Three! Wallace orders the bell be rung as Breeze rolls off of Jareth and lays on his back, beaten, bloody, and exhausted.

TB: James Breeze has done it! He has beaten Jareth! My God what a match!

KK: Not as good of a match as the Bra and Panties match will be Trent, but I'll admit it... not bad for a bunch of "rooks."

Jareth and Breeze remained laying on the mat, both of them taking in the atmosphere of a PPV that will, no doubt, be one to remember for the both of them.