"Alright ladies and gentlemen! Are you ready for the main event of the evening?" The announcer woman said. "Introducing first, he stands 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighing in at 205 pounds, fighting out of Athens, Georgia. He's the former SWF American Champion, former SWF International Champion, former two time SWF Heavyweight Champion, and former SWF Universal Champion. It's…. Mr. Phenomenal!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Mr. Phenomenal is making his way to the ring with look of focus and resolve. He didn't even wave to his wife and kids on the way to the ring like he usually does. You can tell that he's locked in to the task at hand." Ted commented.
"Of course he's determined. He's fighting for the honor of the entire organization right now. I don't think I can see him losing with that kind of pressure on his shoulders." Bill said.
"Now introducing his opponent, he stands 6 feet 3 inches tall, weighing in at 255 pounds, fighting out of Juarez, Texas! He's collected Championship belts from around the world, it's.... The invincible!"
"What!"
"The incomparable!"
"What!"
"The indomitable!"
"What!"
"Black! Mask!"
"What! What! What!"
Black Mask marched resolutely to the ring, and stood in the center of the ring face to face with his opponent.
"Are you ready to get your whooping boy?" Mr. Phenomenal asked.
"Ha! You couldn't beat me even when you were in your prime and I was still a rookie. What makes you think that you have a chance of beating me now?" Black Mask asked in return.
"You'll see. There are things you learn when you get to be as experienced as me." Mr. Phenomenal said confidently. The referee then instructed both fighters to take their places in their respective corners.
At the sound of the opening bell, Mr. Phenomenal hit Black Mask with a superman punch that pushed him back towards the ropes.
"And with that, this match is under way and it looks like Mr. Phenomenal lands the first strike!" Ted announced enthusiastically.
Mr. Phenomenal followed his punch up with a furious barrage of strikes, and it seemed like Black Mask was helpless to defend himself.
"Look, this is a completely one sided beating. Black Mask was just a overhyped wannabe after all." Bill said.
Mr. Phenomenal continued his relentless onslaught of strikes and eventually caught Black Mask's arms behind his back and lifted him over his head.
"Oh! He's already got Black Mask in position for his finishing move! It's the,"
"Phenomenal Pile-driver!!!!!!!!!!"
Black Mask was then driven into the mat head first and couldn't attempt to defend himself because his arms were caught by his opponent. After getting hit with such a brutal attack, Black Mask laid motionless on the canvas. Mr. Phenomenal took the opportunity to try to cover.
"1!"
"Oh my goodness! The ref has started the count are we going to see an early conclusion to this match? After all the fanfare, will Black Mask face defeat without being able to land a single blow?" Ted asked.
"2!"
At the count of two, Black Mask kicked out and pushed Mr. Phenomenal off of him. Though he still seemed to be hurt from all the attacks he received, as he leaned against the turnbuckle in the corner.
Mr. Phenomenal then threw another superman punch that landed squarely on Black Mask's face. Though this time, he had a different reaction. This time instead of being knocked back, Black Mask let out a booming laugh.
"Hahahaha! I really should apologize to Missy. I scolded her so harshly for playing around in the ring but here I am doing the same thing." He said. "But I just couldn't help myself. It'd have been too boring to end this fight so quickly. I wanted my first bout in the organization to get my blood pumping a little."
"In a strange turn of events, Black Mask is laughing in the corner after receiving a vicious blow from Mr. Phenomenal." Ted said.
"Maybe the beating Mr. Phenomenal had given him has knocked a few screws loose." Bill interjected.
"You really expect me to believe that you've been letting me beat on you this whole match? I don't buy it." Mr. Phenomenal said as he threw another punch.
Black Mask dodged it and grabbed him and threw him on his face.
"Oh a vicious gourdbuster to Mr. Phenomenal! Black Mask might finally start to turn this match around."
Black Mask proceeded to effortlessly rag doll his opponent, repeatedly throwing him around the ring.
"This is where he takes control. Now that he's done playing around the match will be over soon." Night Queen said as she watched the match with the rest of the Dark Dynasty.
Despite spending the beginning of the match taking Mr. Phenomenal's attacks, Black Mask actually hadn't received any damage. Meanwhile, Mr. Phenomenal was bloody and bruised by just a few throws from Black Mask. As he struggled to his feet, Mr. Phenomenal attempted a desperate punch that landed squarely on Black Mask's jaw. Black Mask wasn't fazed by this in the slightest.
"Hehe, let me show you something old man." Black Mask said as he drew his arm back. "THIS, is a REAL punch!" He said as he struck him with a powerful punch that flattened him on the canvas.
As Mr. Phenomenal struggled to his feet again, Black Mask drug him to the corner and jumped onto the top of the turnbuckle. He then lifted Mr. Phenomenal over his shoulders then pressed him over his head.
"Oh my goodness!! I can't believe it! Folks we are about to witness history! For the first time on American soil, we will see Black Mask's special technique! Folks, it's the!"
"Execution Drop!!!!!!!!!"
*For visual reference, it's essentially a Razor's Edge from the top rope*
The crowd erupted to a frenzy as Mr. Phenomenal crashed into the canvas. He was now completely immobile, and Black Mask covered as the referee started the count.
"1!"
"2!"
"3!"