Everything or Nothing at All
As “Walk” by Pantera played inside of the Bill Graham Auditorium the fans looked on in anticipation of what, exactly, they could expect, given the state of mind Morpheus has been in ever since the rebirth of SHOWrestling. Now, he was apparently set to make some sort of an announcement.

Morpheus walked onto the stage with confidence. He nodded at the fans and simply continued to walk towards the ring.

“I would sure hate to be in that man’s shoes.” Ryan said.

“Why?” Bill seemed shocked.

“He’s been under so much stress,” Ryan said. “On top of all of the wrestlers he needs to keep happy, he has The Don hounding him every week. He has nuisances like the Uncensored and Nik VanCore situation to deal with. He’s just in a very tough position.”

“He knew what the title of his job was when he accepted it.” Bill stated.

“That still doesn’t make it any easier.” Ryan said.

Morpheus walked into the ring and headed towards the ring announcer where he was handed a microphone.

Straight away, Morpheus said, “Cut the music.” His request was immediately accepted and the music was cut short. “Alright. First things first, right?” He paused to shift through his thoughts. “What happened at Escape was atrocious. Nik VanCore’s actions are NOT going to be tolerated any longer. He will be put to a stop. And it starts tonight!” Everyone in the building cheered.

Morpheus continued. “I can’t say what’s going to happen. All that matters is that the situation is being handled.” The fans booed. “I know. I know. It’s not the best news in the world. But what I do have to tell you is that at Destruction on April 29^th, Uncensored will get his rematch against…”

He couldn’t say another word. “Still Fly” by Devil Wears Prada roared throughout the arena. Instant jeers from the fans. Nik VanCore had warned the audience he would be heading to the ring to interrupt SHOW’s President of Operations. It would appear as if he was going to make due on his threat.

He pushed his way through the curtains. He had the SHOWorld Championship around his shoulder. He was wearing the finest silk shirt the audience had ever seen. As soon as he stepped to the center of the entry’s stage, a fan’s beverage imploded, having been thrown against nVc’s head. Nik turned to face the direction the cup had been ejected. He pointed and yelled angrily towards the crowd.

He wiped away as much of the liquid as he could with a single swipe across his face. From there, he walked down the ramp and entered the ring. He got right in Morpheus’ face and spat at him. The spit had landed on his boss’ eye. Right away, Morpheus dropped the microphone and tried to remove the salvia from his optical cavity.

“What a disgrace! Nik VanCore is the lowest form of scum I have EVER seen hold that title!” Ryan Harms declared, having been disgusted with what had happened.

“One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” Bill stated.

The music stopped playing as the SHOWorld Champion reached down and picked up the microphone.

“HOW DARE YOU?!” Nik screamed in Morpheus’ ear. Morpheus was still slightly bent over having still been temporarily blinded. “I am NEVER going to face Uncensored again. EVER. Do I need to remind you who I am? I am the SHOWorld Heavyweight Champion.”

After the last sentence spoken, nVc lifted the title above his head. Morpheus had finally recovered and looked at the belt that he had originated. After that final sentence, the fans booed. They knew what he said was a cold, hard fact. They didn’t appreciate the champion rubbing it in their face.

To the audience’s dismay, Nik VanCore continued. “Without me, the SHOW dies, remember? Without me, everything falls apart. This ‘Destruction’ that you’re talking about, it happens instantly. Uncensored’s has had plenty of opportunities to take this championship from me. And he’s failed each and every time. Do you know why? He lets everything else cloud his judgment. He lets his heart and his thoughts cloud what he should be keeping as his focus. That is something I’ll NEVER do.”

“Is that so?” A voice asked. It wasn’t Morpheus’ In fact, it took the crowd a moment to realize someone had appeared on the SHOWMe Screen. It wasn’t too much longer after that that the cameras caught a glimpse of it as well.

Uncensored was backstage.

“It’s a shame it’s come to this Nik.” Uncensored said into the camera that was in front of him. The foul mouthed S.O.B. seemed to be in some sort of physical struggle. With the view being strictly a close up on his face, it was hard to determine what exactly was happening. “You just had to keep digging, didn’t you? You had to keep digging until you found pay dirt. Well, guess what, cunt rag? You’ve found it.”

The camera zoomed out of its position. Uncensored was restraining Chyler Lockhart. He had one arm wrapped around her stomach. The other’s hand was covering her mouth. Some fans cheered.

“You say you’re never going to fuckin’ face me again, huh?” Uncensored said. “Well, let’s make this shit interesting. You’re not only going to face me again. It’s going to happen right now.”

Nik VanCore was absolutely infuriated. He was shouting at Morpheus. He was trying to control this uncontrollable situation.

“You’re going to face me tonight. If you get yourself disqualified, you lose the SHOWorld Championship. If you get yourself counted out, you lose the SHOWorld Championship. And if TNR even comes out into the arena, you lose the SHOWorld Championship.” Uncensored announced. “This is it, Nik. If you win, you won’t ever have to step foot into another ring with me. EVER. But no matter what happens out there, there will be no immediate rematch. Not if I lose. Not if you lose.”

Nik shouted, “AND WHAT IF I DON’T ACCEPT?!”

Uncensored laughed briefly. “I think you know what happens, don’t you?” He said with a smile.

“Fine!” Nik yelled. “Get out here. I don’t give a shit! You know as well as I do, you could NEVER beat me, Will! I’ll put you in your place. I’ll humiliate you. I’ll…”

Uncensored interrupted him. “…SHUT THE FUCK UP.”

Uncensored let go of Chyler and hurried towards the ring. “Kill Fuck Die” by W.A.S.P. began to play inside of the arena.

Everyone was about to witness a SHOWorld Championship match.

SHOWorld Championship
Nik VanCore vs. Uncensored

“Kill Fuck Die” continued to play inside of the arena. The fans were filled with excitement. No one would have ever guessed when they purchased their tickets that this would be the main event of the evening.

This could very well be the very last time anyone would ever see Uncensored and Nik VanCore square off in the squared circle. The history that these two share has been well documented.

I doubt there’s really any need to expand on it any further.

“This situation is out of that man’s hands.” Ryan noted as the cameras followed Morpheus’ exit from the arena.

“Ryan,” Bill called out, “this isn’t fair!”

“Payback usually isn’t” Ryan simply told his broadcast partner.

Nik was struggling to take off all of his fancy clothes. They sure weren’t going to be able to do much good for him tonight. He watched Morpheus walk up the ramp and anticipated the arrival of Uncensored.

Uncensored did show up in the arena much to the delight of the audience. He and Morpheus looked each other dead in the eyes as they walked passed one another. Morpheus gave the San Diego native a nod of approval.

Uncensored calmly and confidently walked down the steel ramp. However, he couldn’t contain his true feelings any longer. He charged towards the ring and slid under the bottom rope. As soon as he stood up, Nik VanCore had tackled him to the canvas. nVc pummeled the fallen champion with a flurry of right hands.

The foul mouthed S.O.B. was able to drive his left hand into Nik’s face. The blow was enough to weaken the champion to allow Uncensored to trade positions with him. Uncensored was now the one driving his fists into nVc.

Uncensored kept his eye on the prize he didn’t wait long before attempting to gain a victory with a lateral press.

ONE!

Nik kicked out as soon as the official’s hand tapped the canvas. Both men arose to their feet. Nik VanCore responded to Uncensored with an arm drag. Obviously, that wouldn’t be enough to keep Uncensored down. Thusly, nVc brought him back to the mat with a side headlock takedown. VanCore tried to sneak in a win and went for a cover of his own.

ONE!

Uncensored was able to wrap his arm around Nik VanCore’s head in a side headlock of his own. Uncensored, who was overly obviously the stronger of the two, was able to bring the pair of them to their feet from the awkward position. Uncensored headed towards the closest set of ropes. They both bounced off of the cables. Only Nik pushed Uncensored enough to relinquish the hold and ran to the opposite side of the ring.

Yet again, Uncensored came running off of the ropes and towards the side he had came from. Nik had moved closer to the center of the squared circle. nVc leaped into the air. Uncensored ducked under the champion after the leap frog. Afterwards, Uncensored finally stopped running. VanCore turned around. Uncensored tried to clothesline him down to the mat. But Nik was able to duck under that. Uncensored turned around and nVc sent him back down with a monkey flip.

Nik VanCore stood up right away. However, he went back down with a leg drop. Uncensored was able to roll away and returned to his feet. He kicked VanCore in the chest. When nVc fell back, Uncensored tried to leg drop him. But Nik was able to move out of harm’s way much like the foul mouthed S.O.B. had just seconds ago. Both men were able to stand up very quickly. However, they were facing the opposite direction of one another. Uncensored was the first to turn around. When nVc was able to, he saw the familiar black boot hastily coming towards his face.

VERBAL ASSAULT~!

The champion flopped to the canvas. Uncensored dropped down as well. He hooked a leg.

ONE!

TWO!

NOOOO!

Nik VanCore was able to shoot his shoulder off of the ring’s floor.

“Uncensored almost ran away with the match and it’s just begun!” Ryan said, having been awed by what had transpired in the bout.

“No worries,” Bill said casually. “He’ll be lucky to run away with his life at the end of this one.”

Uncensored was a bit reluctant to stand up. He allowed his frustrations to cloud his mind with what he knew needed to be done. When Uncensored was on his feet, nVc was already beginning to move around. The champion was quite obviously nowhere near ready to stay down long enough for the official to slap his hand three times in succession.

When Nik VanCore was on his hands and knees, Uncensored decided to give a little assistance. Uncensored under-hooked nVc’s left arm and pulled him to his feet. Uncensored placed his left leg on the back of Nik’s neck. However, Nik was one step ahead. Slowly, VanCore stood up straight, causing Uncensored to flip backwards, relinquishing their arms from each other.

Uncensored landed on the soles of his boots safely. However, he was given a kick to the mid-section for his troubles. nVc’s boot forced Uncensored to bend forwards slightly. Nik did some under-hooking of his own, only he had both of Uncensored’s arms secured. And Nik VanCore had the challenger’s head tucked between his legs.

nVc leaped into the air slightly while turning his body to the left. Of course, Uncensored’s entire body was moving along with nVc’s. Nik opened his legs as they were heading towards the collision with the canvas. Uncensored’s face bounced off of the mat.

BREAK AGE DRIVER~!

“The last time I saw that,” Ryan said, “Nik VanCore won his first SHOWorld Championship! This can’t be good.”

“You’re right.” Bill said. “It’s great!” Stereotypical… but Bill said it anyways.

With Nik VanCore’s right arm still wrapped around Uncensored’s left, he rolled the foul mouthed S.O.B. onto his back. Quickly enough, nVc placed his body atop of Uncensored’s and hooked a leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NOOOOOOOO!

Uncensored was able to place his boot on the bottom rope. The referee noticed this at the last millisecond. Nik let Uncensored’s leg flop to the mat. nVc grabbed two handfuls of Uncensored’s hair and started to drive the back of Uncensored’s head into the canvas repeatedly.

The camera’s microphone was able to pick up Nik VanCore screaming, “Stay down, God damn it! You’re NEVER going to get this belt from me. EVER! It’s MINE!”

Nik stopped the beating and stood up. However, he still had Uncensored’s hair in his grasp as well. Thusly, the both of them were back to a vertical basis. Nik still held onto the hair while he pushed Uncensored into the corner. nVc screamed at Uncensored some more, but the cameras were unable to catch anything distinct. Nik slapped the San Diego native across the face twice, still screaming at him.

nVc stepped onto the second rope after wrapping his arm around Uncensored head and neck. Nik pulled Uncensored out of the corner and sat on the top turnbuckle, looking for a tornado DDT by the looks of it. However, Uncensored was able to shoot two forearms onto nVc’s chest. Nik VanCore let go.

Uncensored grabbed nVc’s right leg and twisted his body when he set the leg outside of the ropes. Uncensored ascended to the second rope. That only led to him going to the top. Uncensored jumped slightly, wrapping his legs around Nik’s neck. Uncensored leaned backwards. This caused Nik VanCore to flip forwards and both of their bodies fell to the outside. The back of Nik VanCore’s head thudded off of the stiff padding in a moment that left some gasping for his well being.

Insert a fecal chant from the audience.

“Are you still so sure in your God King, Bill?” Ryan asked.

“Always.” Bill responded.

The huracanrana left both men motionless for several moments. The official checked on both of them. Obviously, he stayed with Nik VanCore a bit longer than he did with the challenger. Even more obvious was the fact that Uncensored started to stir before his opponent.

The foul mouthed S.O.B. grabbed onto the top of the ring’s apron and used it to pull himself back to his feet.  By that time, the official had already returned to the ring and began the dreaded 10 count. He was even able to bring the count up to four. By five, Uncensored was walking towards the fallen Nik VanCore, who still hadn’t moved a muscle. By six, Uncensored was bending down, looking to pick up nVc. By seven, they both were on their feet and moving closer to the ring with Uncensored doing the majority of the work. By eight Uncensored had rolled VanCore under the bottom rope.  And by nine, Uncensored was in the ring and on top of nVc’s body.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NOOOOOOO!

Nik VanCore was able to do what Uncensored had accomplished earlier. He placed his boot on the bottom rope just nanoseconds before losing the bout.

Uncensored was much slower to return to his feet. But he was able to find his way. The only thing Nik VanCore was able to do was take his foot off of the bottom rope and move his arms slightly. Once more, Uncensored looked to pick up the fallen champion. The fallen God King.

This God King showed his wrath, instead. He gave Uncensored a low blow. The referee was in a position that disallowed a decent vantage point. Uncensored bent forward, feeling the effects of the blow. Apparently, that wasn’t enough evidence for the referee to disqualify the champion and hand the SHOWorld Championship to Uncensored.

“DAMN IT, BILL!” Ryan said, having been furious with what had happened in the ring. “You know as well as I do, that was COMPLETELY UNCALLED FOR!”

“Hey,” Bill said calmly, “Uncensored started this. He didn’t need to kidnap Chyler the way he did. He brought this on himself.”

“You know how hypocritical of a statement that was?!” Ryan shot back. “What about the months of torture Nik has Uncensored and his fiancé through? What about what happened at Escape? Nik VanCore drove Uncensored to this point. Desperate men do desperate things.”

“And Nik VanCore is desperate to keep his title,” Bill rebutted. “Get over yourself, Ryan.”

Nik’s body started to give out on him. He needed to keep Uncensored grounded, or at least make sure he doesn’t retaliate. Thusly, the champion locked in a sleeper hold and let Uncensored’s body hit the canvas.

Several moments of practical nothingness went by. Nik VanCore kept applying more and more pressure. Uncensored started to fade away. Soon, his body became the equivalent of dead weight. “He’s out!” Nik screamed at the official.

The referee noticed this. He went down beside both men and grabbed Uncensored’s wrist. He lifted up the man’s arm and dropped it. “ONE!” The official called out. He repeated the process. Again, Uncensored’s arm fell. “TWO!” The official called out. The referee grabbed Uncensored’s arm and dropped it. It was over.

The official got into the position to call out “THREE!” But Uncensored showed a sign of life. He kept his arm from hitting the mat a third time. His arm shook to keep himself awake. He was even able to pull his body off of the canvas. Both men stood up.

Uncensored threw his elbow backwards, connecting with Nik VanCore’s jaw. He did this two more times before the champion abandoned the submission hold. Uncensored ran towards the ropes. He attempted a clothesline, but Nik VanCore ducked it. Uncensored turned around. He found himself in welcoming arms.

QUO VADIS CLASSIC~!

Indeed, Nik VanCore had tucked his arm under Uncensored’s chin. Nik VanCore even jumped off of the floor. Nik VanCore fell backwards. And Nik VanCore drove Uncensored’s have into the ring’s unforgiving mat.

Upon impact, Uncensored bounced and turned his body around. Slowly nVc slithered his body towards the fallen challenger. The fallen foul mouthed S.O.B.

Nik VanCore went for a lateral press. Both arms were locked around Uncensored’s leg. It was certainly epidemic.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And that was it.

Uncensored put everything on the line. His one, last opportunity to take the title from the man he has hated for eight years. And it was thrown right out of the door.

The official stood up and called for the bell. The ring announcer declared that Nik VanCore had won the match and he was STILL SHOWorld Champion. “Still Fly” played in the arena to a chorus of boos.

Or…

…at least that’s certainly how Nik VanCore thought the match was going to end up.

Instead… you know… in reality… Uncensored kicked out of the pin. Leaving Nik VanCore frustrated, appalled, and unbelieving.

Nik VanCore stood up as quick as his body would physically allow. He marched his way towards the referee. He barked and shouted. He was understandably upset. However, the official told him, Uncensored kicked out before the three count. Nik VanCore let his anger get the best of him. He shoved the referee. The referee responded with a shove of his own.

The official seemed to put an extra oomph in his step. The pushed was enough to have turned Nik VanCore around. And by then, it was too late for the champion.

VERBAL ASSAULT~!

Again, the champion felt the effects of the superkick. He was down, as was Uncensored. But it didn’t take long for the challenger to make the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nik VanCore shot up his shoulder. Uncensored couldn’t believe it.

“Bill, even you have to appreciate this match!” Ryan declared.

“Of course,” Bill said. “Nik VanCore is still in this thing! You know as much as I do, he’s going to walk out with the SHOWorld Championship as always! Ha ha!”

Both men were physically drained. Neither wanted to continue with the match. Neither had moved. Both of them knew that this was it. This would be the final time, at least for a long time, that they would share a squared circle. Both wanted to do as much damage to the other. That was it. It was their hatred for one another that pushed them both off of the mat.

Uncensored rolled around prior to pushing himself off of the canvas. He and Nik VanCore were face to face in the exact same position as each other. They both had the exact same infuriated expression on their face.

While still on his hands and knees, Uncensored threw his right hand at Nik VanCore’s jaw. Nik VanCore responded by doing the same thing to Uncensored. Again. And again. And again. And again. They traded punches. They all found their mark somewhere on the other’s face.

They continued to trade blows as they stood up. Each punch was coming faster and faster. Harder and Harder. Uncensored tried a quick clothesline. Much like the entire match, nVc ducked again. Both turned around. Nik set up for the Quo Vadis Classic, but he was given an elbow for his troubles. When he stepped away, they both were facing the opposite direction of each other. But they both quickly turned around. Uncensored shot up his leg and aimed his boot at nVc’s face. But the champion sidestepped him while pushing his leg downward. Uncensored was the only one to turn around this time.

nVc gave Uncensored a kick to the mid-section. That was followed by Nik tucking Uncensored’s head between his legs and trying to hook the arms. But Uncensored stood up, flipping VanCore. nVc flipped so much that he landed on his feet.

He turned around…

VERBAL ASSAULT~!

Nik fell down. He crashed against the mat. Uncensored fell down right on top of him.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And that was it. No, seriously this time.

The bell rang.

“Kill Fuck Die” played in the arena.

Thousands of people jumped to their feet.

Eight long, hard, struggling years. Uncensored finally accomplished the unthinkable.

He was the SHOWorld Champion.

WINNER: Uncensored, NEW SHOWorld Champion