Ding, ding, ding!
SETH EVANS: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!
THE CROWD: ONE FALL!
SETH EVANS: Introducing first, from London, England, he weighs in at one hundred seventy-five pounds… He is “The Intellectual Evolution” NATHANIELLLLLLL DIXON!
As the lights of the arena fade and acoustic instruments resonate throughout, the flashes of the cameras are the only illumination in the dark. Then a red spotlight shines on the stage and Nathaniel Dixon has made his presence known. He smiles when the lead vocals of Michael Barnes set the mood with “Breathe Into Me (Remix Acústica)” by Red.
“And this is how it feels when I ignore the words you spoke to me
And this is where I lose myself when I keep running away from you!”
His fan reception is that of mixed reactions, although some of the fans take special exception to him in deep admiration. Knowing this, he chuckles softly and saunters down the ramp.
“And this is who I am when, when I don't know myself anymore
And this is what I choose when it's all left up to me…”
The Intellectual Evolution extends his right hand to a lady in the audience who accepts it and, like a gentleman, he kisses her hand. While she fangirls, he makes his way around the ring, the red spotlight following him with every step. His earth-colored eyes are focused on the ring itself. Nathaniel ascends the steel steps, enters the ring between the ropes, and he gauges the fans. A sadistic smile forms across his face before the spotlight goes out, leaving everyone in the dark.
“Breathe your life into me, I can't feel you
I'm falling... falling faster
Breathe your life into me, I still need you
I'm falling… falling, breathe into me! Breathe into me!
(BREATHE!)”
The fans stir in anticipation as red pyros shoot from all four corners of the ring. The lights immediately come back on and Nathaniel takes a bow in the center of the ring with a confident smirk.
THADDEUS DUKE: I’m not gonna lie. I don’t know much about Nathaniel, but from what I do know, the guy’s as tough as they come. Something tells me he’s got a plan or two for the GOAT!
DENZEL PORTER: Mr. Dixon’s wrestling career has been on and off for ten years. He’s brilliant, charismatic, and a lover of violence. Even at forty, he’s at his prime!
SETH EVANS: Aaaaand his opponent! From Cleveland, Ohio, she weighs in at one hundred fifty pounds… She is “The GOAT” SERENAAAAAAA RIOT!
The "Oh Oh OH!" hits from the speakers of “Comin' Thru The Stereo” by Hollywood Undead as we see Serena Riot emerge. She stands atop the entrance as smoke begins to fill out at the bottom.
“I am in my own lane, you and me are not the same.
You a pain in the ass, I'm a major pain to the brain!
In my old age, I'll be pimping with my cane,
Big gold rope chain, flossing in the hall of fame!”
She puts one arm in the air and the other behind her head, sticking her tongue out and giving a wink. Now with both arms extended out by her side, she gets in a crawling position, crawling to the ring.
“Yeah, I wanna be the G.O.A.T., better be cautious, don't approach!
Something like a magic show, all this fire in my throat, ha!
No Barnum & Bailey, but I am crazy, I got two sides like Slim Shady.
If you fuck around, then it's rock-a-bye, baby, I'm amazing!”
Right as she clears the ramp, she high-fives a few fans before rolling into the ring and doing her pose once more on a turnbuckle.
“Prepared for any occasion, ready for any situation,
I comes out with guns blazing!
I'm chilling, I ain't chasing, complex, never basic.
That sound in the background is me in my spaceship!”
THADDEUS DUKE: Serena Riot lookin’ like a Queen of Hell. Fits! She’s a former ZION World Heavyweight Champion. She’s the GOAT!
DENZEL PORTER: Yes, Ms. Riot’s accolades speak for her. She has the respect and recognition Mr. Dixon is striving for. This’ll be a good match for sure!
Once the lady and the gentleman are inside the ring, the referee checks with them to see if they’re ready. Serena Riot nods, as eager as ever. Perhaps to the surprise of many, Nathaniel Dixon extends his right hand out toward her. Some of the fans aren’t certain what to make of this. Serena gives him a glance over before she reaches out. The two of them shake hands in good sportsmanship and the majority of the fans cheer!
DENZEL PORTER: Now that’s what I like! A good ol’ respectful handshake between two experienced wrestlers.
THADDEUS DUKE: You rarely see it nowadays! Serena and Nathaniel are starting on the right track.
Nathaniel and Serena nod before they step back and ready themselves. With a nod, the referee signals for the bell and the match to begin!
SINGLES MATCHTara Fenix Charity Event | Night Two Friday, October 28th, 2022
Singles | One Fall
Serena Riot vs. Nathaniel Dixon
Ding, ding, ding!
Boldly, Nathaniel insists on allowing Serena the first attack. She leers at him a little before delivering a swift right hook across his face! While the referee tries to scold her, Nathaniel turns to face Serena with a delighted smirk. He beckons her to lock up with him, and to everyone’s surprise, she does. They maneuver themselves into a collar-and-elbow tie-up and attempt to overpower the other. Serena’s strength amazes Nathaniel, but he doesn’t give in so easily. He twists her into a side headlock, but she breaks away and nails him with a short-arm clothesline. He’s able to roll out of the way before she can stomp on him and he’s back on his feet. Her attempt to Irish whip him is reversed and he sends Serena into one of the corners of the ring. Nathaniel quickly follows through with a running chop across her chest!
THE CROWD: OHHH!
Serena is grimacing from the strike and Nathaniel delivers a knife-edge chop in the same area before she can escape!
THE CROWD: OHHH!!
Nathaniel looks for another chop, but Serena blocks it and nails his ribs with a stiff knee strike. He doubles over with a cough and she’s quick to follow up. Seizing him, she places him against the turnbuckles where she once was and blasts him with a series of chops across HIS chest!
THE CROWD: OHHH! OHHH!! OHHH!!!
He physically winces from the painful sensations before he’s Irish whipped to the opposite corner. Before he can react, Serena comes running in with a big boot across his face! The fans are loving the physicality between the two as Nathaniel slumps against the corner for a moment. Grinning, Serena grabs him and pulls him away from the corner. She launches him towards the ropes with an Irish whip and looks for a jumping clothesline, but Nathaniel evades it and quickly counters with a rolling elbow that floors Serena! Taking a deep breath, Nathaniel pulls Serena up and locks her into a crucifix hold in the middle of the ring. While she grits her teeth and tries to escape, he suddenly begins to strike her with crucifix elbows.
THE CROWD: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!
Before the referee can intervene, Serena breaks out on her own and retaliates with a headbutt! Nathaniel stumbles back from the surprise attack and Serena staggers from the repercussions. Once they regain themselves, Nathaniel and Serena lash out with mirroring shoot kicks that collide the soles of their boots against the other! They both step back into defensive stances and the fans cheer and applaud their showcase.
THE CROWD: This is awesome!
{clap-clap, clap-clap-clap!} This is awesome!
{clap-clap, clap-clap-clap!} This is awesome!
{clap-clap, clap-clap-clap!}THADDEUS DUKE: Hell yeah, this is awesome! These two can fucking go!
DENZEL PORTER: This is their first time in the ring together, but Riot and Dixon are wrestling like they know each other inside out!
After a moment, Riot and Dixon move in for another bout. This time, Riot ensnares Dixon and sinches a wristlock, causing the older man to wince. Dixon’s swift to break away and respond with gentleman’s hooks, lefts and rights, and Riot takes half of the hits. He launches her towards the ropes with an Irish whip. Riot tries to surprise him with a roaring elbow, but Dixon evades and plants her onto the mat with a lariat takedown. He’s quick to capture Riot’s legs and force her into a sharpshooter, a submission hold that has her writhing in pain AND laughing! The fans rally behind Riot as she attempts to pull herself towards the ropes slowly, but Dixon fluidly transitions into another submission -- the STS! This catches Riot off guard and she’s wriggling in his clutches. The referee checks on her, but she yells “NO!” and shakes her head.
It takes a little more work, but Riot’s able to grab the bottom rope. The referee begins to count, but to everyone’s surprise, Dixon releases her early. He rises to his feet and listens to the mixed reactions from the crowd, a volley of cheers and boos. The referee checks on Riot as she begins to pull herself up. She turns towards Dixon and stares at him. He looks back at Riot and smiles. Once again, the two lock up in the center of the ring, and Riot sends Dixon towards the ropes with an Irish whip. This time, she catches him with a roaring elbow! While Dixon staggers, Riot bounces off the ropes and looks for a running clothesline, but the Intellectual Evolution calculates the attack and evades, then he rebounds himself off the ropes and nails her with “Blood in the Darkness” (Shining Wizard)! The impact hits HARD and Riot falls over the mat, her left cheek red and puffy, a small amount of blood trickling from the left corner of her mouth.
THADDEUS DUKE: Well, he did tweet “There will be blood!” Clever, very clever!
DENZEL PORTER: With a signature move called Blood in the Darkness, it makes sense! Mr. Dixon’s going for the cover right-quick too!
One!
Two!
Serena Riot kicks out!
The fans rally behind Serena as the match continues. The referee checks on her for a brief moment. In a surprising twist, Nathaniel does the same thing. After all, her wedding is tomorrow! Regardless, Serena shows no signs of giving up. Nathaniel seems pleased by this and he pulls Serena to her feet. He demonstrates an array of technical moves; a Japanese arm drag, a sling blade, and a death valley driver. Once again, Nathaniel goes for another cover on Serena and hooks the leg.
One!
Two!
Serena kicks out!
It’s still not enough. Chuckling, Nathaniel reaches down and pulls Serena to her feet. He brings her close so they’re face to face and he says a few words the camera’s microphone can’t pick up. It comes as a complete shock when Serena LITERALLY bites Nathaniel’s nose and breaks the skin! The fans watch as Nathaniel immediately clutches his nose with his left hand, slightly doubled over, and it gives the G.O.A.T. the chance to enhance the shock value with “Wicked Ways” (Curb Stomp)! Nathaniel hits the mat face-first with a thud and physically grimaces.
THADDEUS DUKE: Talk about “taking a bite out of the competition”, right Denzel?
DENZEL PORTER: No kidding, Thad! Ms. Riot calls that Wicked Ways and it does a number on the victim! She’s going for the cover and the hook of the leg.
One!
Two!
Nathaniel Dixon kicks out!
Not enough. Serena’s unbothered by this; in fact, she’s excited! When she grins, her teeth are covered in Nathaniel’s blood. Soon she chains together a trio of her own moves; a jawbreaker; a kitchen sink, and a butterfly suplex bridged into a pin!
One!
Two!
Nathaniel kicks out!
The blood seeping from the bite mark on Nathaniel’s nose is definitely noticeable. Serena turns over and leers over him with an evil cackle. She begins to pull Nathaniel up -- and she’s suddenly leveled onto the mat with a surprising hangman’s neckbreaker! Nathaniel hits the mat immediately after her and both competitors lay back for a moment. The referee surveys the situation and begins an official ten-count.
“One!”
“Two!”
Dixon and Riot stir with life and begin to move.
“Three!”
“Four!”
They rise to their feet around the same time and end the count at “five!” The fans applaud the two as the match continues. Riot moves with quickness and looks for a superkick, but Dixon barely moves out of the way and closes the distance between them. Try as she might, Riot can’t fight off the Master Manipulator’s strength and he seizes her in “Horror & Bliss” (Triangle Armlock)!
THADDEUS DUKE: Okay, THAT looks nasty! I think Serena’s in trouble!
DENZEL PORTER: Mr. Dixon calls it Horror and Bliss, and I can see why. It’s blissful for him and horrible for his opponent!
Riot is visibly trembling with pain, but though it’s faint, there’s a sick grin on her face. Blood continues to trail from her mouth while the referee checks on her. Even then, she refuses to give up. Dixon torques the MMA-styled submission hold and Riot is screaming with delight and anguish. She begins to struggle, trying to fight her way out of the hold. He grits his teeth and hisses, attempting to hold on. Somehow, Riot drags them close enough to the ropes that she’s able to grab the bottom one! When the referee counts, this time Dixon holds on a little bit longer.
“One!”
“Two!”
“Three!”
“Four!”
Of course, he releases her before the “five!” Shaking his head, he rises to his feet and pulls Riot up with him. He’s quick to place her in a sleeper hold, trying to weaken her constitution. The fans look on as Riot struggles against Dixon’s grip. When the referee checks on her she refuses to surrender. Just when things might look grim, Riot turns her head in a slight angle and actually bites Dixon’s right arm! Even as she breaks the skin, Dixon grits his teeth and tightens the hold. Riot draws her teeth away from his right arm -- yet it is only a temporary reprieve as she bites his left arm this time! The fans are rallying behind her.
THE CROWD: RIOT’S GONNA EAT YOU! RIOT’S GONNA EAT YOU!
Their chanting continues as the referee notices this and tries to scold Riot. Dixon, however, releases Riot and suddenly backhands her across the face! In retaliation, Riot turns to him with a grin, her teeth red with his blood, and quickly dropkicks him! Dixon’s sent against the ropes, but he stays on the inside and looks for “Uncharismatic” (Mafia Kick) -- EXCEPT RIOT SIDE STEPS RIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK TO DIXON’S FACE! Dixon stumbles backwards toward the ropes, a faraway look in his eyes, and before he can react, Riot catches him with a roaring elbow that sends him over the top rope and out of the ring! Somehow, Dixon manages to land on his feet on the outside, though he staggers quite a bit after that. Riot giggles, then she bounces herself off the ropes and charges forward. With a running variant of “Demon Drop” (Shooting Star Press), the GOAT lands perfectly on Dixon and sends him onto the padded floor!
THADDEUS DUKE: Effortless! That’s how the former ZION World Heavyweight Champion performs every night she’s in the ring!
DENZEL PORTER: Ms. Riot with the Demon Drop on Mr. Dixon! Now HE’S the one in trouble. Can he recover?
THADDEUS DUKE: Maybe, maybe not. Listen to these fans, Denzel!
THE CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
The chanting keeps going and the volume increases over time. On the outside, both Riot and Dixon are down. Inside the ring, the referee looks out towards them before he begins an official ten-count. The fans count along with him.
“One!”
“Two!”
“Three!”
Naturally, Riot’s the first one to move and she gets to her feet slowly.
“Four!”
“Five!”
Dixon is not too far behind, stirring with life before he begins to rise. Seeing this, Riot grins and nails him with a vicious headbutt that sends him back down!
“Six!”
“Seven!”
Riot cackles and rolls back into the ring. Dixon is seeing stars, trying to recalibrate after such an attack. The referee acknowledges this and keeps going.
“Eight!”
“Nine!”
THADDEUS DUKE: Is Serena okay with the match ending via countout?!
DENZEL PORTER: It’s not going to happen, Thaddeus. Check out Mr. Dixon!
Nathaniel’s on his feet and his natural instincts kick in, rolling himself into the ring just before the referee can shout “ten!” Even though the fans are behind Serena, some of them actually cheer for Nathaniel and the continuation of the match. Amused, maybe even pleased, Serena claps for him. Slowly, Nathaniel rises to his feet and wipes some of the blood from his nose onto the back of his left hand. His lips slightly curl up into a devious smirk and he moves into a fighting stance. Grinning, Serena does the same, ready for his next move.
THE CROWD: LET’S GO, RIOT! | LET’S GO, DIXON! | LET’S GO, RIOT! | LET’S GO, DIXON!
The fans are loving every second of this. Serena throws rights and lefts at Nathaniel. She manages to hit him a couple of times and sweep kick him to the mat. Serena tries to force him into a precarious position to apply “Lights Out” (Dragon Sleeper), but Nathaniel is able to break away and hit her with a low dropkick to her face! The redness and puffiness of her left cheek rises and she spits out blood to the side. Just as she begins to sit up, Nathaniel rebounds himself against the ropes and slides towards her on his knees, blasting her with--
DENZEL PORTER: EVOLUTIONARY IMPERATIVE! It’s true; Mr. Dixon CAN hit that move from anywhere and everywhere!
THADDEUS DUKE: Holy shit! This might be it for Serena!
Nathaniel’s “Evolutionary Imperative” (European Uppercut) catches Serena with such unexpected force from an unpredictable movement! She falls back onto the mat and he’s quick to cover her, hooking the leg, while the referee counts!
ONE!
TWO!!
MIRACULOUSLY, SERENA RIOT GETS HER SHOULDER UP!!!
The fans are completely in shock and awe. Dixon cannot believe this! He looks to the referee who simply raises two fingers. As they look down at her, Riot’s cackling softly. With a slight growl, Dixon reaches down and pulls her up to her feet with him. He attempts a second “Evolutionary Imperative”, but somehow, someway, she’s able to dodge at the last second and swiftly counter with a double-knee facebreaker! Dixon is sent stumbling backward with a pained yell, blood now also dripping from his nostrils, and then… For some reason, he finds himself lifted off the ground and upside-down!? The GOAT reaches deep for her strength to position Dixon before executing--
DENZEL PORTER: PSYCHOSIS! Ms. Riot just pulled off Psychosis, but how?!
THADDEUS DUKE: I-I don’t know! One minute, she seemed to be out like a light… The next minute, BAM! I think Nathaniel’s done!
In the crowd, the fans are raving mad at the violent visual of “Psychosis” (Cradle Piledriver)! The top of Dixon’s head levels right onto the mat with a THUD before he falls over. Hissing, Riot turns herself over and covers Dixon, hooking the leg. The fans count along with the referee!
ONE!
TWO!!
SOMEHOW, NATHANIEL DIXON GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!!
It’s a shock not just to the fans but to Riot as well! She looks down at Dixon whose eyes are closed, but an off-kilter smirk crosses his face. Riot checks with the referee who confirms the two-count and she blinks. A weak chuckle escapes her before she breaks out into pure laughter!
THADDEUS DUKE: I’m pretty sure they’re both insane… or at least borderline psychotic!
DENZEL PORTER: Well, if you’re a professional wrestler, you have to be a little crazy!
Slowly, Dixon rises to his feet. Strangely, Riot allows this. She stalks him like he’s prey and begins to circle around him. Dixon opens his eyes the moment Riot lunges at him and manages to halt her speed to zero with a stiff knee to her midsection. As she begins to double over, Dixon fluidly hits her with a sitout jawbreaker! The fans watch as Riot staggers back and touches against the ropes. With a swift kip-up, Dixon gets back up and pulls Riot away from the ropes and to the center of the ring. Raising her up into a precarious position no one’s seen from the Lord of Charisma before, he delivers a new move -- a desperation finisher he calls--
DENZEL PORTER: THE REAPER’S BLOODY SCYTHE!
THADDEUS DUKE: God DAMN, that’s pretty fucking sick!
“The Reaper’s Bloody Scythe” (Lifting Single Underhook DDT) plants Riot onto the mat with a resounding THUD! The fans are shocked, watching Dixon just barely turn over onto Riot, covering her with the hook of the leg. The referee counts and, surprisingly, some of the fans count along with him!
ONE!
TWO!!
. . .
THREE!!!
DING, DING, DING!
SETH EVANS: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match… “Your Lord of Charisma” NATHANIELLLLLLLLLLL DIXON!
DENZEL PORTER: That’s another victory over a World Champ! Surely this will draw more eyes on Mr. Dixon and get him some well-deserved respect and recognition.
THADDEUS DUKE: I’ve no doubt about that, but you gotta give kudos to Serena Riot! She was a fighter from the beginning until the very end. Nathaniel had to EARN that win!
Naturally, the majority of the fans are booing Nathaniel, but there are some fans in the crowd who are actually cheering for him. “Breathe Into Me (Remix Acústica)” by Red plays from the PA system as Nathaniel slowly forces himself to his feet, blood dripping from his nose. The referee offers to raise his hand in victory, and Nathaniel accepts it with grace. Serena is barely beginning to stir, but there’s a tiny smile on her face. The fans look on while Nathaniel pulls away from the referee to extend his right hand to Serena. She looks up, slightly dazed, but she accepts it and allows him to pull her up. They stand side by side and another surprise presents itself when Nathaniel raises Serena’s arm and gestures to her with his free (bloodstained) hand! Serena looks at him--
NATHANIEL DIXON: Cheers, love. To you and your soon-to-be lawfully wedded wife.
--and she can’t help but smile, genuinely smile, at his kindness.
SERENA RIOT: Thanks, Nate Dogg.
Drawing her hand away from his, Serena gestures to Nathaniel and rallies the fans to cheer for him! They comply with recognition of his victory and chant--
THE CROWD: We want a rematch!
{clap, clap, clap-clap-clap} We want a rematch!
{clap, clap, clap-clap-clap} We want a rematch!
{clap, clap, clap-clap-clap} THADDEUS DUKE: Now that’s how it’s done! Kudos, Nate! Kudos, Serena!
DENZEL PORTER: I’m sure there’ll be a rematch one day, folks. Until then, Night Two of the Tara Fenix Charity Event must go on!