(Nuke Fusion) vs El Majestico vs Mister Mirage

[Drako Damone]

DHW DragonHeart championship semi finals
first fall or submission advances  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Nuke entrance here.

Very heely.

Much evil.

Crowd jeer.

You get it.

 

[Mister Mirage]

Time seemed to have halted on Inferno as a monochrome effect came over the arena.The voices from the audience were replaced with silence.

You make promise of protection
To a future after life
To the final resurrection
And to eternal paradise



Mist filled the stage as a mirror was slowly raised onto the center of the stage. A dark apparition appeared in the mirror, reaching out towards the ring, the mirror halting it's progress. Taking a step closer, the apparition slowly pushed a gloved fist through the frame and then the hooded figure stepped through entirely. The apparition was the Mysterious Stranger himself, Mister Mirage!

But then I'm blinded with temptation
And to every mortal sin
Is it God that sits there waiting?
Or will the darkness suck me in

Mister Mirage's coal black eyes stared down at the ring when he was finally free of the mirror. He turned slightly and shoved the mirror to the floor, shattering it immediately when it made contact with the stage. The monochrome effect faded out as soon as his glass prison was destroyed. Once again the masked man turned his attention towards the ring and began making his way to it. Intensity and discomfort could be felt from the audience as Mister Mirage made his way down the ramp. The hooded man paused as he stepped in front of the ring. He slowly raised his hands as sparks flew from his shock gauntlets. Mirage tilted his head as he lowered his hands and then rolled into the ring.

 

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Nuke paced up and down one side of the ring, watching and waiting for his opponents. Mirage had entered the ring, but they were awaiting their third competitior.

Thoughts of his clash with Cartwright filled his mind, and the legendary superstar knew that tonight he had to make things right again.

 

[Owl_Partita]

Majestico walked out to the sound of Spanish music, The Drive. Extending his arms recieveing a fair amount of cheers for a debutant wrestler. Pointing at his opponents in the ring. Majestico rushed down the ramp, walking up the steel steps running to the apron he took a a second to stare t the crowd then get in thru the middle rope. He walked to his corner discarding his custom made coat. Waiting for the bell to ring.

 

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Nuke watched and waited as the third competitor came down to the ring and, as he did so, he called out for a microphone.

Watching and waiting for the moment, the ref was about to ring the bell when.. Nuke put an arm out, stopping him from doing so.

The crowd were puzzled as the match was just about to start, but it seemed like the heel had something to say.


"Better late than never, I guess, but here's us out here thinking that this fake superhero is probably quaking in his boots out back.

El Majestico.. closer to El Retardo for me, what the hell is that attire? Come on now, really!?

Get some damn pride in yourself and dress like a real man, and put away that Spiderman costume that you ordered on Wish."


It seemed like Nuke wanted the heat as the crowd began to heavily jeer.. but he wasn't quite done yet. He turned his attention to his first opponent to enter.


"Mister Mirage.. you know what? That's a fitting name.

Because we all just wished you were a mirage, because this damn match doesn't need you!

Dressed up like a damn Scooby Doo villain, you are the epitome of pathetic.

Do us all a favour, turn and walk out of this arena, and don't show that ugly looking face around here again.. do you understand, my retarded friend?"


Nuke chuckled and looked at the ref this time.


"Ref.. ring the damn bell."


Fusion looked to launch the microphone at Mister Mirage, and rush in to catch El Majestico with a hard clothesline!

 

[Owl_Partita]

El Majestico, upon seeing The microphone Being thrown at mirage. He got distracted this cost him the momentum causing majestico to flip over flat like a pancake. In pain the spanish Masked man muttered in pain
"La puta que te pario."
((I apologize for that))  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Nuke raised a fist in the air to a chorus of shouting and jeering from the crowd, then immediately looked to drop and get an early pinfall!

 

[Mister Mirage]

The Mysterious Stranger tilted his head at the Nuclear mortal as he flung insults at Mirage. He showed no signs of reacting as he awaited the bell, but was immediately met with a microphone thrown at him. It hit him dead center of the chest, with static sounding over the PA as it did.

The arrogant mortal then went for a pinfall right in front of the Specter. Mirage would finally make a move, stepping in to kick Nuke right across the ribs.

 

[Owl_Partita]

Majestico the pin attempt was broken he tried to roll away from his opponents. In order to get back to his feet. For now keeping tabs on both.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

The rib kick was hard and rocked Nuke a little, as he rolled to the side clutching his ribs.

The match had gotten away at a fiery pace, and the fans were eager to see if it would continue this way.

 

[Mister Mirage]

The Mysterious Stranger took a few steps towards Nuke as the mortal rolled away. "You wanted me to walk out, Mister Fusion?" Mirage paused as he gave his left glove a tug. "That's acceptable. I could walk out out.. with your body." With that, the Specter would aim a kick into the other side of Nuke's ribs.

 

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

The second kick came in harder than the first, sending Nuke rolling and sprawling across the ring.

He muttered back, through gritted teeth,

"That all you got?"

 

[Mister Mirage]

Mirage wouldn't bother answering the mortal as he approached, instead he responded with a third kick aimed for Nuke Fusion's face!

 

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Was it that Nuke was off his game tonight, or perhaps was his just too cocky at the start of this match?

Taking on two competitors at once wasn't the smartest move, but here he was.

The third kick caught him clean across the jaw, knocking him back down to the mat. Staring up at the bright lights overhead, he knew that he was in for a bit of a beating here.