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The former WWA Champion returns for the rebirth, can he cap his return by winning Best of the Best?
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Trent is on his feet. His entire face and upper torso are covered in blood. He staggers toward Ventressa. The two men lock eyes and begin to throw very weak punches. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. With every ounce of strength he has left, LeBeaux launches a haymaker at Vik. It connects squarely with Vik's chin. Vik crumbles.Johny: Looks like LeBeaux is going to win. I don't think Vik is going to get up from that.
Terry: Now all LeBeaux has to do is set up the ladder and climb up.
With strained effort, LeBeaux manages to stand the ladder up underneath the belt. He steps onto the first step. Vik crawls across the Tron to the ladder. He starts up as well, one step behind Trent.
Johny: It's going to be a photo finish.
Terry: Come on Vik!
Step by arduous step they climb. Trent reaches the top and reaches for the belt. Vik reaches the top and knocks his hand away. They begin to pummel one another again. Fists land on flesh again and again. This time Vik gets the upperhand. Trent slumps, but hold on to the ladder.
Vik takes one more step and grabs the belt. Before he can loosen it, Trent grabs his leg. Vik kicks at Trent with his free leg, but LeBeaux won't let go. Desperate now, Vik kicks the ladder.
Johny: What's he doing?
Terry: Winning. I know you don't understand the concept.
The ladder wobbles. Trent realizes what is happening and releases Vik's leg. Vik, holding the belt with both hands, swings and kicks Trent squarely in the face. The ladder teeters and falls. Trent flies off the Tron and sails toward the hard steel ramp below.
Johny: HE'S OFF THE TRON!
Terry: AND HEADING FOR THE GROUND! WAY TO GO VIK!
The entire arena goes silent as they watch Trent LeBeaux plummet. The lands HARD on the ramp below. Trent doesn't move. EMTs rush to his aid. The empty metallic sound of the ladder striking the stage is the only sound in the arena. High above it all Vik loosens the title belt and falls onto the Tron. He lies motionless as the WWA World Title belt falls from the sky and lands on his heaving chest.
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Jackson Kraven turns around and gets speared with the ladder by Ian Tense Kraven goes flying off the jumbotron and through a series of tables below. The crowd erupts. Tense grins and raises his hand in victory, but Bullet comes from behind and hits Pounding The Pavement on him.
Jimmy: Tracer Bullet from nowhere! He's given Tense his finisher and I think Tracer has it here.
Fat Tony: He's signaling upward and is going to setup the ladder.
Jimmy: Tense isn't moving. Bullet isn't moving fast, but he's got the ladder set up.
Fat Tony: I can't see what's going to stop Tracer. He's beginning to climb.
Tracer Bullet is reaching up, when Tense suddenly kips up, to the shock of the crowd. He charges towards the ladder. Tracer yanks at the belt and the snaps slowly come off. Tense shoulderblocks the ladder, sending Tracer flying down to the jumbotron. The belt hangs there with one snap left, than the snap gives way and the belt falls to the ground.
Jimmy: Tracer wins? The belt has fallen on it's own accord. Who wins?
Fat Tony: John Arthur is yelling something down to Gary Trudeau.
Gary Trudeau: Ladies and gentlemen, I am told that whomever gains posseion of the belt is your winner and NEEEEEEWWW WWA World Champion!
The crowd erupts and Tracer and Tense slowly get up.
Jimmy: In football it's called a fumble. But this fumble will decide our World Champion!
Fat Tony: Move it Tense!
Both men glance at each other, than leap at the belt. The two jump on it and start rolling around, almost like a catfight. The two roll over and over, right to the edge.
Jimmy: No, wait guys, it's not worth it! NOOOO!
The two roll right over the edge and they go flying to the ground and right off the stage into a set of tables with production equipment on it. The crowd gets on their feet and start chanting.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Fat Tony: Who's the champion? WHO IS THE CHAMPION?!?!
John Arthur and other WWA officals blitz the landing area, trying to see who has the belt. Arther stands on top of the pile and looks down, than signals something at Gary.
DING, DING, DING
Gary Trudeau: Your winner of the match and NEEEEEEEEEW WORLD WRESTLING ALLIANCE CHAMPION...
John reaches in and raises the hand of one of the men.
Gary Trudeau: ...IAN TENSEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
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Jimmy: Thorne almost has the title. Don't let it end this way!
Fat Tony: One more step Damian, one more step.
As Damian is about to reach for the belt again, Wes catches up with him, waistlocking him. Wes attempts repeatedly to german suplex Thorne from the ladder, but Thorne holds fast. With each failed attempt, Wes pounds Thorne across the back and neck, trying to break his death grip on the ladder.
Jimmy: Come on Wes! Don't let the prophecy he talks about be true. Helps us Wes, you're our only hope
Fat Tony: What, are we Princess Leia now? Wes had better watch his back, because "The Deep" is rising again.
As Wes once again attempts to german Thorne off the ladder, he fails to notice Leviathan climbing behind him. With a final tug, he gets one of Damian's hands free, only to have a shovel like hand fasten around his throat. Wes desperately throws elbows, but they seem to not have the desired effect, as he is chokeslammed off the ladder and onto the platform. Leviathan follows him down and promptly picks him up by the hair, and heaves him off the back of the tron, sending him though the canvas screen
Jimmy: No! NO! The WWA's last hope is gone!
Fat Tony: And the time for a new champion has arrived!
Wes lands on the rampway below relatively unharmed, as him tearing through the canvas screen slowed him somewhat. Helplessly, he looks up at the ladder, where an exhausted Thorne hands three rungs down, unable to climb any further. Behind him, Leviathan begins to climb.
Jimmy: YES! Leviathan wants the title for himself! US gold didn't stop his hunger. Get him Levi!
Fat Tony: That’s just greedy! Wake up Damian!
In a move that shocks the crowd, the announcers, and the wrestling world, Leviathan climbs up underneath Thorne, literally carrying him the last three rungs of the ladder to the top. He stands there, Thorne on his shoulders, his legs planted firmly. Wes makes for the scaffolding, but backs away, realising he wouldn't make it to the platform in time.
Jimmy: No... Please god no!
Fat Tony: Take it! It's yours! Take it Damian!
Thorne reaches out with one hand, grasping the belt firmly. With renewed vigour, he yanks the belt from where it hangs, stunning the crowd to silence as they hear the bell ring to signal a winner. Gary Trudeau grudgingly takes up the mic.
Gary: Ladies and Gentleman, the winner of the mile high victory.........and NEW WWA WORLD CHAMPION... "The Almighty" DAMIAN THORNE!
The crowd erupts in boos and jeers…
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Vik Ventressa did it.
He sacrificed his body and mind just for the
satisfaction of winning the World Title.
Ian Tense did it.
He and Tracer Bullet gave all they could for that same satisfaction, but there could only be one winner, and Ian Tense came out on top.
Damian Thorne did it.
All three of these people have put their names in the WWA history books by being the victor of Birthday Bash 2001, ’02 and ’03.
And soon, the winner of Birthday Bash 2004 will be revealed. These four people possess the quality ingredients of a winner. Precision, Determination, Aggression and Strength.
Odium consists of all of these qualities.
Odium is just as talented as Vik, Ian and Damian.
So, just one thing.
What is stopping him?
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Nothing.
Nothing can take him away from his one dream.
His dream of becoming the WWA World Heavyweight Champion.
He is the new saviour of the WWA, and do you want to know why he knows he can do it?
Do you really want to know?
He's Odium.
...
Purely and simply, that's why.