Brick Mason was already in the ring by the time Makarov's Russian anthem played. Appearing clean-shaven and sporting a toupee, Freddie Fortune accompanied his client, and as they stepped out from the florescent rainbow that was the entranceway, the live crowd cheered in surprise. The Worlds Break Championship, a title the company had not promoted in any way, hung around his waist.
Freddie leapt onto the ring apron and pushed the top rope higher to allow Makarov entrance. The Mauler climbed the steel steps and went through the ropes - the Worlds Break Championship glistening in the ring's white spotlight. As he entered the ring, he removed the title and raised it proudly into the air and was met with confused cheers.
Brick Mason clutched his wrists and rotated them, cracking his neck in the process. Makarov smirked, his eyes filled with unbridled confidence. Freddie exited the ring. The referee checked both men for concealed weapons before backing away and ringing the bell.
The two combatants made circles around each other, both trying to intimidate his peer. They locked up - Makarov being the aggressor. Brick was immediately shoved to the ground. The Mauler clapped his hands in Mason's face in disrespect. The aged veteran got back to his feet and locked horns with the Russian again, with Brick driving Victor into a turnbuckle post. As the referee called for him to release his hold, Mason motioned with his hands that he would, and then elbowed Makarov in the gut. The Mauler clutched his stomach, and scowled when Mason started clapping in his own face.
Enraged, the former WZCW megastar pulled himself up using the ropes and rammed his arm into the carnival wrestler's chest. The impact was heard clearly from ringside. Mason staggered, but did not go down. Makarov struck him again, and again Mason stayed on his feet. Perplexed, the professional striker buried his naked heel into Mason's ribs, and the flurry was too fast for the senior citizen to block. Brick Mason fell to the mat with one knee. The silent warrior grabbed his head and tucked it underneath his arm. Victor Makarov bellowed, and dropped his opponent with a DDT. He wrapped his legs around Mason's midsection where his ribs showed signs of bruising. The DDT + Body Scissors made the old superstar scream in agony. An arm searched for ropes and found none.
Freddie Fortune shouted "End this now!" at his client from ringside.
Victor applied pressure. Brick placed his palms onto the canvas and lifted himself up, but Makarov's weight was too much and he crumpled at the attempt. His arms went limp. The referee snatched his wrist, raised it at the sky, and then released. Mason's hand slapped the mat. The referee yelled "One!". He repeated the processes, and for a second time he audibly counted slowly up to three. Makarov arched his back, wrenching Brick's neck. For the final time, the referee raised Mason's hand up and then let go - his hand stayed erect. The crowd showed signs of life by stomping their feet at the bold choice to stay in the fight with a young and hungry Makarov. Victor grimaced as he felt himself levitate inches into the air. Brick pushed himself up a second time and kept himself composed! Brick hammered a gloved fist into Victor's back, pounding at his kidney until his opponent couldn't firmly hold on to the body scissors. Victor's legs released their grasp, Brick got his own arm around Victor's neck, and he executed a Suplex towards the center of the ring.
Victor would not stay down as Brick tried to cover him. A hard right uppercut met the veteran's jawline, and he walked into the ropes in a daze. The Mauler hopped back to his feet and gritted his teeth at his adversary. He charged the old man, but Brick plopped down and with one arm sent Victor vaulting over the ropes and to the outside. The Russian howled at the pain that shot through his side.
Brick Mason took his time leaving the ring. The Mauler crawled to the steel steps where his opponent found him. Brick stomped on Victor's hand, causing him to howl again. "One!" the referee called from the inside. Brick held Victor's arm down and stomped on his hand again, trying to keep the pure striker from using it against him. Victor clutched his hand and headbutted Mason - Mason tripped over the stairs and planted himself near Freddie Fortune. "Two!" was heard following.
Fortune turned to his left and right comically before pulling his tie off. He wrapped it around Brick's neck and tugged with everything he had. The referee broke his count at the illegal albeit outside strategy. Mason reeled and bucked like a bull, grabbing at the greasy Hollywood-type until Victor came back around and dropped a boot across his head with a running legdrop. Freddie fell on his ass and the tie was quickly confiscated by the referee.
The referee started the ten count again. Victor pulled Brick back up to his feet and rolled him into the ring.
Victor dropped him clumsily to the mat with a Pumphandle Slam, but as he made the cover Brick's shoulder flew up like it was in hot coals. Victor stomped at Brick himself, targeting the chest and collar bone. When he was moved away by the referee, Brick found the strength to get back up again. He was met with a Twisting Clothesline and another pin. Still Brick broke the cover before the count of one. Victor ran his hands through his own hair in confusion. Brick slapped Victor across the cheek in defiance. The Mauler yanked Brick by the skull and headbutted him until the referee intervened. Mason's forehead started to show red.
Moscow's Mauler walked away from his opponent and placed his hands on his hips. Taking a breather, he examined the older superstar with an ineffable curiosity.
"Come on, champ! End this now and make your reign official!" cried Fortune.
Victor signaled for the end by placing his injured hand over his heart and mouthing "Da Sveedanya" silently. The moment Mason got back to his feet Makarov rushed him, spun around - Mason with a German Suplex! He wouldn't release his hold, rolling back to his feet and planted the megastar with another German Suplex! Again he kept him in his grip, rolling a final time and then releasing Makarov into a launched German Suplex. Victor fell lifelessly out of the ring and Mason thumped his chest in a frenzy. The Rope Break TV crowd voiced their approval for the display of perseverance.
Freddie Fortune hurried to his fallen client, sharing words of encouragement with the fistfighter. Inside the ring, Mason took his headband off and slung it at Freddie Fortune. Fortune hopped up on the ring apron to get in the wrestler's face. The referee argued with Freddie until Freddie spat in his face. Freddie Fortune was ejected from ringside! Amidst the confusion, Victor slid back into the ring and gave Mason a Running Shoulder Block. With his opponent trying to recover, Makarov went to a corner post and stomped maddeningly at the canvas. The crowd clapped in time to Makarov's setup to Mother Russia!
Brick pulled himself back up, and the Superkick landed!!!
Victor plunged to the mat, barely hooking the leg for the cover...
"1!"...
"2!"...
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