Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2014 13:10:25 GMT -5
Downs: Here is your winner, and STILL EHWF CHAMPION... DAVID SMITH!
David released the hold all at once, insane levels of pressure and tension releasing instantly as Kazama's body unfolded and collapsed on the mat. The Magnalock - an early form of the Primordium hold he now employed, and the weapon that had won him the first C4 Match in EHWF history. He didn't know why it had occurred to him to use it. Yes, it was true that while Primordium was a more evolved and damaging hold, it also required more effort on his part to maintain, but he had other such holds in his moveset, like the Genesis and the Terminus, that would've been just as effective. Such an hold submission, such a dated part of his arsenal...
He shook his head. It was best not to dwell on it - the Magnalock had worked. He had won the match. Silver Kazama had been made to tap out, and he, David Gideon Smith, was still Sovereign, still the EHWF's Blackstar.
The referee presented him with the belt as he got to his feet, and he was stricken by how different it felt in his hands. It felt heavier, but it was not an unwelcome weight. He held it up to his face, looking at the faceplate, at his reflection in its polished surface, and as the mixed and undecided roar of the crowd settled over him, coating his inner-ear like a gel, something else occurred to him. He was glad he still had it. He was proud, if only a little, to have retained the EHWF Championship.
It's started. The restoration of this title, of this company... with this victory, it is at last underway.
He glanced down at Silver, on whose defeat the future's foundation had been built, and then turned to look out at the crowd. He paused for a moment, wrestling with something, and, coming to a decision, raised the belt over his head.
Look, all of you. Look, and see, and know your future. Your Sovereign.
The light on the hard camera went from green to red, signaling the end of the pay-per-view broadcast. David lowered the belt, looking at it one more time and pondering its newfound worth. He turned to leave the ring, to head to his hotel and retire for the night, but it was not to be. His night, it seemed, was not yet over.