Bad Boy vs [Omen]

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Another shock came to Bad Boy as he was lifted up high into the air! Trying to wave his arms around to remain balanced, trying to throw punches to the head of Omen, but it was of no use!

Brad was dropped over the top rope, crashing to the floor next to the announcer's tables! Laying there on his side in a heap!

 

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The Freak would lean against the ropes after tossing Bad Boy to the wayside. Taking a glance back, Omen saw his opponent sprawled out from the crash he had just went through.

That's not enough.

Omen going through the second rope on to the apron, hopped down to the ringside area. Standing over his opponent for a second, giving the people surrounding the area time to retreat, the Freak began to pick up the pile of flesh and bone in front of him. Feeling the deadweight. Knowing that the man in front of him was basically just a carcass. Yes, a very familiar feeling.

Omen, with this information and the man already in his hands. Would go to take the extra step. Grabbing his opponent by the throat, he stared into the crowd of people who were shouting at Bad Boy to wake up.

To no avail.

Omen, eating up the situation, finally went for the kill. Finally going for the Chokeslam through the commentary table that was in front of him.  

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Bad Boy wasn't moving after the crash, perhaps off camera and to some of the live crowd they noticed his arm draped across his back. The commentary mentioning that he possibly hit his back across the apron on the way down!

Bad Boy was pulled up to his feet, the only thing keeping him standing was the fact that he was leaning on Omen, his neck in his hand!

Bad Boy was lifted up high, and driven through the announcer's table! The table, the covering, the monitors, everything sent flying around! The table itself crumpling and splitting apart!

Brad laid there sprawled, both him and the table a gigantic broken heap!

 

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The crowd were taken a back by the lack of safety that Omen had taken. Not clearing the table or anything, just simply throwing Bad Boy through anything that had existed on the table before it was completely crushed by the weight of the man. Monitors, cell phones, wiring, the cover, everything.

After the chokeslam. Omen looked down at his handiwork. Grabbing the wrist of his opponent out of the debris, pulling on his arm and uncovering the man from the scraps and electronics that had swallowed him up. Bringing him closer to the ring.

Treating him as if he were an actual dead body, Omen was using whatever means it was that made it easier for him. Not using the extra energy as it was no longer needed. The coffin was already nailed shut, but Omen put one final nail on it to seal the deal.

Pulling his opponent up, to the apron, Omen pushed his opponent inside of the ring as the realization of what was going on finally hit the fans.  

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Bad Boy was dragged to the ring and pulled up to his feet, Omen shoving him into the ring and pushed him enough into the ring to roll him near the center on his back!

 

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The fans were left trying their damndest to break through to Bad Boy who would now be laying lifeless in the center of the ring, motionless.

Climbing on to the apron.

BAD BOY!

Over the top rope.

BAD BOY!

Walking up to the body.

BAD BOY!

Until finally, Omen pressed his size 18 boot into the chest of Bad Boy. Going for the cover!  

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Bad Boy remained down, not moving a single bit, Omen walked over and placed his foot on Bad Boy's chest, as the ref covered...the crowd not counting along at all.

1!....2!....Thr-

Suddenly Bad Boy threw a shoulder up! The crowd exploded upon this! Brad was still alive!

The referee was shocked himself, as he hesitantly told Omen!

 

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Suddenly, there was life. Bad Boy kicked out.

And Omen reached down, with no hesitation, grabbing and picking his opponent by his throat. Before looking to deliver another huge Chokeslam in the center of the ring!  

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Bad Boy had no time for anything, as he was guzzled by the neck again! Pulled up to his feet!

Bad Boy lifted straight up into the air, and driven into the mat with the Chokeslam! Laying sprawled out on the mat!

 

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The Chokeslam connected, shaking the whole ring with the power put into it.

Using his boot, Omen pushed Bad Boy against the mat, pressing into the chest again for another cover  

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The referee counted...the crowd still silent...

1!...2!....thr-

Bad Boy threw his shoulder up again! The crowd reacted, but it wasn't as strong! The referee couldn't believe it, signaling two to the time keeper, looking at Bad Boy with his hands to his head, wondering what the hell to do.

 

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Just like clockwork, Bad Boy got the shoulder up. But just as soon as he kicked out, Omen was already back in on the attack. Pushing his hand down against the trachea of his opponent, clamping down on it.

Then using his power, lifting his opponent to his feet, then into the air, where he would release for another chokeslam!  

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Bad Boy was grabbed again by the throat, pulled up to his feet, and picked up by the throat! Driven down to the canvas for the third Chokeslam in a row!

 

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And like clockwork. After BadBoy was driven to the mat, Omen simply pressed his foot into the chest of his opponent.

The more this happened, the more it seemed like a sick game to Omen. How long will Bad Boy fight past his limits at a goal that is already far beyond his grasp!?  

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The referee dropped down to count...

1!....2!....thre-

Bad Boy threw a shoulder up AGAIN!