Subject: Ambrose vs Styles Wed Oct 10, 2012 8:18 am
As the match continues Ambrose is in control with a Dragon Sleeper on Styles. Styles tries to fight back with kicks to Ambrose's head but he quickly stops it with elbows to Styles' head. The crowd start a Styles chant with starts to fire AJ up. Styles fights his way to hit feet while still locked in the sleeper. Styles twists himself around and hits a Northern Lights suplex. As both men lie on the canvas both Styles and Ambrose seem to get to their feet at the same time. Styles begins to get on top of Ambrose with elbows and some kicks to his knees. AJ irish whips Ambrose and dropkicks him of the rebound. Styles signals for the Styles Clash but Ambrose reverses and spikes him on the top of his head with a DDT. Ambrose slowly crawls into the pin.
One... Two.... Thr.... Kickout.
A look of disbelief cross' Ambrose's face as Styles kicks out. Ambrose picks Styles up for the Midnight Special but Styles rolls over his shoulder and gets Ambrose in a school boy.
One... Two... Thre..... Kickout.
As Ambrose kicks out both men lie on the canvas, Styles scream 'Fuck'. As Ambrose slowly makes it to his feet AJ kicks him in the stomach before he hits a superkick as Ambrose is on his knees. AJ attempts to pin but the superkick sends Ambrose out of the ring. AJ waits for Ambrose to get to his feet as he jumps over to top rope onto Ambrose. Styles picks Ambrose up and throws him into the barricade. Styles accknowledges the crowd before breaking the refs count. Styles stands on the apron stalking Ambrose. Styles runs and attempts a hurricarana but Ambrose catches him and throws him into the barricade. Ambrose drags Styles over to the announcers table, picking Styles up and repeatedly smashing Styles' head into it. Ambrose rolls Styles into the ring, blood drips onto the carvas indecating that Styles is bleeding. Ambrose stands before Styles, leaning over and screaming 'Hardcore my ass'. Styles suddenly kips up in the same motion hitting Ambrose with a hurricarana. Styles quickly picks Ambrose up and hits the Styles Clash.
One.. Two.. Thre.. Kickout.
Styles sits lies back near ripping his hair out as Ambrose kicks out. Blood now covers Styles face as the cut seems to be bad. The ref tries to check on Style but AJ throws him away. Styles goes to pick Ambrose up but Ambrose rakes his eyes and hits the Midnight Special.
One.. Two.. Kickout.
JR: Bah Gawd what is it going to take to keep one of these men down? Cole: What a match, Styles and Ambrose are pushing each other to the limit. JR: This is truely a slobber knocker.
A sick smile cross' Ambrose's face as AJ kicks out. Ambrose slowly backs into the corner, pushes his kneepad down to his ankle, points his hand out as if he is shooting Styles. Ambrose runs and attempts the Knee Trembler but Styles dodges and hits the Pele kick. Both men lie limp on the mat as the ref begins to count.
As the ref is about to count both men out they make it to their feet. The stand in the middle of the ring trading punches. As Styles hits the crowd chants 'Yeeeeeah' and as Ambrose hits they scream 'Boooooooo'. Styles begins to gain the upper hand until Ambrose kicks him in the stomach. Ambrose drop toe holds Styles and tries to lock in the Regal Stetch but Styles fights out of it. Styles kick Ambrose in the back of the knee dropping Ambrose to the mat. Styles locks in a Figure 4 as the fans scream 'Woooo'. Ambrose screams in pain as he tries to roll over but AJ just applies more a more pressure. Ambrose finally rolls AJ over forcing AJ to break the hold as the pressure was reversed.Ambrose stumbles to his feet as AJ runs at him. Ambrose catches Styles and hits him with the Moxicity. Ambrose doesnt attempt to pin Styles but moves back to the corner once more signaling and connecting with the Knee Trembler. Styles lies unconscious on the mat as Ambrose falls into the pinfall.
One.. Two.. Three..
JR: Bah Gawd this one is over. What a match Cole: What a vicious knee to the side of AJ's head. JR: Reminds be alot of William Regal, Same style, Same intent.
Ambrose stands before Styles' unconscious body as he runs his hand across Styles forehead and wipes his blood across his chest. Ambrose walks over and grabs a microphone.
Ambrose: This man represents his company as the Hardcore Champion yet he couldnt handle when things got Extreme. I told him and I told the world that i was going to make him bleed, Make him suffer. Look at him, No life, It is truely a wonderful sight seeing someones eyes in the back of their head. Thats right there is why OWE management was so against putting me in a match. Tonight was only an example. I am Mr One in a Million, The Living Legend himself, I am Dean Ambrose.
Ambrose drops the microphone and rolls out of the ring. He looks back at Styles who has just started to regain consciousness. Ambrose stands on the stage and a sadistic smile cross' his face. Raw goes to commerical.
Sun Jun 08, 2014 5:27 am by hateiell