Sharc vs. KroW

Pressure Point 59
May 5, 2003

The sounds of "Disciple" blasted across the arena, as Pressure Point returned from its commercial break. The theme caused the fans to jump out of their seats and jeer intensely as the figure of Sharc came forth from the backstage area. He pushed through the curtains and wasted no time in stomping down the ramp and towards the ring. He climbed up the stairs and leaped over the top rope and into the ring where he began to test the flexibility of the ring ropes. Sharc seemed driven by determination, as he simply snarled at the crowd and spat in their general direction. Sharc soon leaned his back against he turnbuckle and allowed his arms to rest on the top rope, awaiting the opponent. His opponent would be a man that would be making his return to the Action ring, a man whose debut was long awaited by the millions of fans. Sharc knew this, and gave him all the more reason to beat him down; embarrass him in front of the millions of people. Sharc had revenge on his mind from the PIW days, where the last time the two saw eye to eye was when KroW clocked Sharc across the skull with a container of gasoline. Sharc would get payback.

The lights turned off.

The fans ROARED with excitement, as beads of light began to flash across the arena.

Everyone knew what was coming, as the opening parts to "It Gets Me Through" began to play, the new theme song for the re-debut of the most sinister male to enter the Action ring. The lights continued to flicker, as suddenly fire shot vertically from the entrance ramp as "It Gets Me Through" hit its hard rock start. Clips of the Satanic God flashed on the Action Tron as the fans were all on there feet cheering wildly. A red spotlight soon shined upon the entrance ramp, and low and behold stood the Satanic God KroW. KroW stood straight with his arms held out to his sides allowing the flames to shot upward in front of him. He soon lowered his head and looked directly into the ring at his first opponent back to Action Wrestling. Sharc stood at the edge of the ring, egging the Satanic God to get into the squared circle and battle one on one. KroW slowly ran his pale hand through his jet-black hair before grunting loudly and charging the ring.

KroW slid underneath the bottom rope and quickly stood toe to toe with Sharc. The lights came back on as the fans jumped up with excitement as the long awaited return of KroW was upon them. The Satanic God stood toe to toe with Sharc, neither man backing down as they stared a hole through one another. The official soon got in between the two men and told them to get to their respective corners, but neither man listened. Sharc had a vendetta to take KroW out upon his re-debut, while KroW needed only one match to prove that his return was not in vane. The two men, although very different, were very much the same. Long hair, very sadistic, and both were excellent hardcore wrestlers. It would be the first time they would battle, maybe their last.

The official had enough of arguing with the men and called for the bell. The bell signaled the beginning to the end of one of the two men, as Sharc and KroW wasted no time in exchanging fist after fist. First it was Sharc with a right hand, than KroW with a right, than Sharc, than KroW, back and forth went the two wrestlers until KroW had finally blocked a shot and hit a big one of his own. Sharc staggered backward and into the ropes. KroW grabbed Sharc by his arm and whipped him to the ropes; Sharc bounced off with much velocity and was caught with a big hip toss that sent Sharc flying across the ring. Sharc crashed against the mat but quickly charged once more, only to receive a back body drop from the Satanic God that sent Sharc about three feet in the air above KroW. Sharc crashed down hard and quickly slid out of the ring, causing the fans to jump up with excitement as KroW simply spat towards Sharc.

Sharc just cussed beneath his breathe in anger as he put his hands on his hips and began pacing on the outside of the ring. It was only a few minutes within the contest and Sharc was already on the high defensive against KroW. It seemed the Satanic God shook off all the ring rust and was prepared for his first contest, as he called Sharc back to the ring. Sharc continued to pace outside the ring in anger, even exchanging a few words with some KroW fans of Action. The Satanic God had enough and charged towards the edge of the ring. He leaned over the rope to grab Sharc, but Sharc quickly leaped onto the apron and forced KroW's neck over the top rope, knocking the breath straight out of the Satanic God.

Sharc was quick on his feet, and leaped onto the apron, awaiting KroW to turn around. The Satanic God fell to one knee, grasping his throat, as Sharc springboard off the top rope and hit KroW in the back of the head with a missile dropkick. The fans jeered wildly, as Sharc stood to his feet, as KroW fell face first into the mat. Sharc grabbed KroW by his long black hair and forced him to his feet. Sharc reared back as he held KroW and headbutted the Satanic God hard. As KroW stuttered from the punch, Sharc took the advantage and locked up with KroW, hitting him with a snap suplex. As KroW bounced off the mat, Sharc scaled to his feet once more and smacked his shin hard into the back of KroW with a soccer like kick. The echo of leg against back echoed in the arena.

Sharc, standing beside the fallen KroW, measures out the Satanic God before leaping into the air and hitting a standing front flip across the chest of KroW. KroW's air rushed out of him in an instant, as Sharc body crashed upon KroW's chest. Sharc followed up the move by bouncing off the ropes and hitting a roaring elbow drop directly into the mid chest area of KroW. KroW was in trouble, as Sharc quickly stood to his feet and spat upon the fallen Satanic God. Sharc than proceeded to turn his back to KroW, and look out at the booing crowd. Sharc could only do one thing towards each member of the crowd, and he did it with the one finger salute. Unfortunately for Sharc, he made the one large mistake that no opponent of KroW's should do…turn your back on the Satanic God.

KroW quickly kicked up in his feet and stared directly at Sharc. Sharc soon turned around and went into a temporary shock. A shock that was long enough for KroW to rear back and smack Sharc with a hard right hand. Sharc hit the mat hard, but was quick to his feet and landed a right hand of his own. KroW simply shook it off, as if it didn't even happen, and sent Sharc down once again with a right hand. Sharc got to his feet, but was immediately whipped into the ropes. KroW looked for a swinging haymaker, but Sharc ducked the attempt and reversed with a hard neckbreaker that smacked KroW down onto the mat. It seemed the ring rust was beginning to show in the Satanic God, as Sharc had the advantage wrestling wise. Sharc simply grinned sadistically at the fallen KroW and nudged the Satanic God with his foot, as if mocking the last PIW World Champion. Sharc arrogantly pulled KroW from his feet and whipped him hard into the corner. Sharc looked out to the jeering crowd and gave the one finger salute once more, before charging forward at KroW. Unfortunately for Sharc, a big boot was waiting for him, as it met Sharc face first. Sharc stammered from the shot and suddenly found himself in a waist lock. KroW shifted sideways, allowing him room to hit the move he wanted, as he lifted Sharc off his feet and over his head with a big overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Sharc's back hit the mat hard, as it caused Richard Hertz to bounce off the mat irregularly. KroW was quick to bounce off the ropes and hit Sharc with a hard driving elbow drop into Sharc's chest cavity. KroW quickly hooked the leg, but only received a two count for his troubles.

KroW didn't waste much time, as he pulled Sharc to his feet and sent a hard knife edge chop into the throat of Sharc. Sharc returned to the favor by hitting an open hand slap to KroW's chest. KroW grunted in anger as he pushed Sharc forward a bit before hitting another knife-edge chop. Sharc grunted back, as he landed an open hand slap for the second time. KroW finally had enough and kicked Sharc in the stomach, hooked him by the head and dropped him with a big spiral vertical suplex that shook the entire ring. KroW kicked back up to his feet and looked down at Sharc, who began to crawl his way to the corner of the ring. KroW positioned himself at the corner and began sending stomp after stomp into the face and chest of Sharc, over and over again. With every stomp, the fans got louder and louder, as KroW stopped for one moment to spit at the fallen Sharc and send one final boot to Richard Hertz's face. KroW was quick to keep his offensive going, as he immediately pulled Sharc up to a vertical base against the corner. The Satanic God pulled Sharc off his feet and placed him on the top rope, looking for some high-risk maneuver. Sharc looked at KroW with a glazed expression on his face, as KroW sent two more right hands to ensure that Sharc was ready for the attack. KroW climbed to the ropes himself and hooked Sharc in a DDT position. Cameras began to flash all around the arena, as KroW grabbed Sharc by his belt and looked to lift off. But just as KroW went to jump, Sharc grabbed KroW by the waist to prevent the drop. Before KroW could commit a reversal to the reversal, Sharc had lifted KroW off the ropes and sent him tumbling over the top rope and face first into the guardrail. A trail of blood soared from KroW's mouth as his head snapped back. The fans let out a huge "OOOOH" from the big drop, as Sharc remained dazed on the top rope, with KroW on the ground outside the ring.

Sharc began to shake out of his daze and look over at the fallen KroW. Suddenly a sick and twisted smile crawled over Sharc's face, as he soon began to scale to the very top of the ropes. The fans looked on, as a bloody mouthed KroW remained laid out. Sharc kept his eye on KroW, as he stood up on the top rope and measured out the distance it would take him to reach KroW's body. In almost an instant, Sharc had leaped HIGH into the air, cameras flashed all around the arena, as Sharc snapped his body in mid air, looking for a big modified frog splash. But within two milliseconds before the big landing, KroW had somehow rolled out of the way, causing Sharc to crash down hard onto the concrete. A loud THUD was heard upon impact, causing the fans to break out in a "HOLY SHIT" chant. The official refused to count the count out, knowing it would be an unfavorable thing to do at this present state. Sharc began to clutch his chest in pain as a trickle of blood began to slowly crawl out of the corner of his mouth, the drop causing some internal injuries. The "HOLY SHIT" chant began to die down, and was replaced by cheers, as KroW began to move and get to his feet.

KroW looked up from his dazed state, as a fresh cut on his upper lip was shown. He spat the blood away, and looked down at Sharc in disgust. KroW suddenly got an idea, and began to crawl his way to the apron, sitting down upon it. As he did so, Sharc began to get to his feet, clutching his chest and wincing in pain. Sharc ran his pale hand through his red hair before grabbing hold of the guardrail and using it to the pull him up. Sharc looked out at the crowd, and noticed he was seeing double, most likely from the blood loss. He shook his head in shake off the daze, and as he did so, behind his back KroW began to stand upon the apron. Sharc slowly turned around and was hit was a devastating flying clothesline that sent both men tumbling over the guardrail and into the first row! Another "HOLY SHIT" chant began to break out, as both men remained laid out on the concrete beside the feet of the fans in attendance. The match was a mess, and the official had enough of the mayhem. He slowly exited the ring and began to leap over the guardrail, looking to get both men back into the ring. Both men began to get to their feet around the same time, both using the chairs in the front row to assist them to the vertical base. KroW saw Sharc at the corner of his eye and looked for a boot to the stomach, but Sharc quickly caught the boot, and hit a dragon screw that sent KroW toppling over the guardrail and back to the ringside area. The Satanic God fell onto the concrete ringside, as Sharc groggily walked over to the guardrail, springboard off of it and hit a picture perfect flipping senton bomb, crashing directly onto KroW's chest.

Both men were in pain, and it was only the beginning portions of the match. The official soon got over the guardrail once more and began to direct Sharc back to the ring. Sharc, being the hardcore extremist, refused the official by pushing him away and immediately grabbing KroW by his hair. Sharc pulled the Satanic God to his feet and immediately stood KroW straight before kicking KroW between the legs. The fans began to jeer wildly, as the official soon got up (unbeknownst to what just happened) and began to yell at Sharc for pushing him. KroW fell to his knees in pain, as Sharc (again) pushed the official away, and measured KroW out. Sharc stood in an almost martial arts stance, as he began to tap his foot against the concrete and soon brought it up to connect to KroW's skull. It was just bad luck that KroW lifted his arm up to block the shot and soon rammed his fist into Sharc's crotch.

The official got up and saw that Sharc fell to the ground hard, as KroW had begun to get to his feet. KroW staggered backward from exhaustion and leaned against the steel steps to catch a fresh breath of air. Sharc, still moaning from the groin shot, soon began to scale to a vertical base. Both men were beaten and bloody, but neither was giving in just yet. Sharc, who began to lean against the guard rail, watched KroW from the corner of his eye. Sharc roared out in anger and charged forward, looking for a spear into KroW's heart. But within one second, KroW rolled to the left and avoided the contact, causing Sharc to crash HEAD FIRST into the steel steps. The steps flew backward and split into two halves as it crashed beside the announcer's booth, leaving a now VERY bloody Sharc to slowly get up in a great amount of pain.

KroW just grunted out loud, as he backed up against the guardrail and got into a football stance, awaiting Sharc to turn around.

Sharc, being the hardcore type of wrestler he is, began to fight off the pain and began to shake his head, attempting to break the pain with constant movement. The blood was staining his eyes, as he continually wiped his forehead, leaving a long trail of blood on his hand. Sharc soon turned around to lean against the corner post, but suddenly saw KroW charging and FLYING towards him. Sharc did the only thing he could, and hit the floor. In turn, KroW, who was looking for a High Cross Body, smashed his own jaw into the post, causing KroW to flip upon impact and crash to the concrete below. The fans were literally going insane with "OOOOOOH~!" with every extreme impact.

Sharc, now losing quarts of blood by the second, slowly stammered his way towards the fallen KroW and forced him to his feet. A dazed KroW had no choice but to allow Sharc to lift him to his feet and roll him into the ring. Once in the ring, Sharc slowly ascended the top rope, facing the fans. Fans could only watch as Sharc, somehow, balanced on the top rope, gave a signal, and back flipped with GREAT height, CRASHING down on a fallen KroW with a High Flipping Moonsault. The impact was so great that it sent Sharc's body propelling off of KroW's, forcing both men on the mat to be in a great deal of pain. As both men began to wince in utter pain, Sharc somehow rolled over to his stomach and stretched his arm out to cover KroW. The official's hand hit the mat once, then it hit a second time, but just before it went for a third time, KroW lifted his shoulder off the mat to a standing ovation. Sharc could only mutter "Fuck" beneath his breathe as he pushed himself off of the Satanic God's body.

Sharc slowly got to his knees and began to help himself up via the ring ropes. He finally got to his feet and leaned against the turnbuckle for a second to relax, watching as KroW remained on his back for a few moments. Sharc closed his eyes and rested his arms against the ropes, taking in a good deep breath before returning to action. He slowly pried KroW off the mat and hooked him by the head. Sharc than proceeded to take KroW's arm and place it over Sharc's own neck. Sharc smiled at the fans and slowly ran his thumb across his finger, calling for the Blood in the Water, a modified inverted brainbuster. The fans blasted with jeers and chants for KroW to get out of the predicament, but before anyone knew it, KroW had been lifted up above Sharc's head. The fans watched as Sharc held KroW up in the air for a good few minutes, allowing the blood to flow directly to KroW's skull, before crashing him down to the mat with a sickening thud. The fans jeered wildly, as Sharc rolled over and covered the Satanic God. The official rushed over and pinned.

One…

Two…

Three.

That would've happened, but just after two, KroW had somehow lifted his shoulder off the mat. The fans literally blew up in cheers, as Sharc looked up at the official with rage in his eyes yelling out, "That was a fucking three count!" but no matter how much Sharc protested, it was only a two and a half count. Sharc slammed his fist into the mat in frustration and began pacing around the ring angrily. He had just hit his finishing maneuver and it did NOT put KroW down, how in the hell could he win the match now? It was at that moment that Sharc suddenly curled a sick grin as he pried KroW off the mat once more. Sharc grabbed KroW by his long black hair and brought him forward, placing him in a DDT position, as he called for…The End.

The fans jeered in protest, as Sharc grabbed KroW by his belt and looked to lift him up. But just as he went to lifted off, he was suddenly lifted off the mat himself and thrown across the ring with a HUGE Release Northern Lights Suplex! Sharc crashed down on the mat hard, as he looked up in shock to see KroW kick up to his feet once more and stare directly into Sharc's eyes. Something in KroW's eyes changed, they suddenly became wider, as little veins began to pop up around his eyes. His eyes suddenly grew red with rage, as he began huffing and puffing like a wild beast. Sharc quickly got to his feet and hit a running spinning heel kick, but all it did was momentarily move KroW's face. Sharc went wide eyed and quickly rushed to the ropes and hit a running dropkick into the chin of KroW's, but all it did was hardly move KroW's chin. Sharc was in complete shock and decided to jump to the second rope. He measured out KroW and leaped off with a double axe handle, only to be caught in mid air and slammed right down on his back with a snap spinebuster. The fans went wild as KroW got to his feet and began daring Sharc to get on a vertical base. Sharc soon stammered his way to his feet, only to be caught with a waist lock and sent across the ring with a overhead belly-to-belly suplex.

It was a complete swerve, as Sharc slowly got to his feet once again and was immediately grabbed by his throat. KroW stared into the eyes of Sharc, as Sharc began to send left and rights into KroW's skull, but to no avail. KroW quickly lifted Sharc off his feet and slammed him onto the turnbuckle, crunching his back onto the top turnbuckle and leaving him there. KroW looked at Sharc's predicament and grinned widely, as he got onto the apron and met Sharc at the top rope. Sharc looked to fight back with a few right hands, but KroW quickly sent an elbow to the side of Sharc's face, that sent Sharc in a state of helplessness. KroW hooked Sharc up by the upper body and motioned for a superplex. But just before liftoff, Sharc began to punch wildly into KroW's chest, causing KroW to loosen his hold. Sharc then used both his hands to grab KroW across the neck and sent him off the top rope and crashing to the ground at ringside! The fans let out an "OH~!" as KroW's back smacked hard against the concrete. KroW was out cold, as Sharc doubled over on the top rope and began to catch his breath once again. He looked over to KroW and smiled faintly as be began to scale the top rope and balance himself. But a surprise awaited, as KroW suddenly pulled himself up, and with the last bit of energy, grabbed the top rope and shook it, causing Sharc to crotch himself on the top rope, leaving him prone for an attack.

The see saw match had every single person on their feet, as KroW slowly scaled the apron and looked over at Sharc. Sharc was slowly getting out of his crotched position, but KroW was quick to meet Sharc at the top turnbuckle, wrap him up and lift him OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE IN A VERTICAL SUPLEX POSITION! The fans yelled out in awe as KroW leaned back, Sharc in his grasp and…

CRASH~!!!!!

In an instant, KroW had sent himself and Sharc through the Spanish announce table with a HUGE superplex from the top rope, to the outside and through the table. A HUGE "HOLY SHIT" chant broke out as KroW and Sharc were hidden behind pieces of the table, and the announcer's folding chairs. It was pure and utter mayhem, as both men remained out cold, coughing every so often, as the official rushed to the ringside area to make sure both could continue. It was a sight to be seen, as both men remained completely out at the ringside area. Officials began to pour out of the locker room area and rush to the scene, as neither competitor was moving. About ten officials filed out at the scene and began to assist both men in waking up…but their good intentions were in vain. Suddenly, one official was sent head first into the guardrail, while the other received a hard right hand. Both Sharc and KroW were fighting off the help, as they both remained on the ground. Sharc stammered forward, pushing a few officials as he did so, looking to enter the ring, as KroW punched another official away and slowly got up to a seated position, pushing himself to lean against the guardrail. Numerous officials begged both men to seek medical help, but neither man would give up, they came out here for victory, not to walk out on injury.

Sharc soon broke free from the officials and grabbed KroW by his head. KroW returned the favor by popping Sharc in the face. Sharc staggered backward, but only to hit a hard right of his own that staggered KroW backward himself. KroW soon grabbed hold of Sharc's red hair and forced him back to the ring, KroW soon followed. Both men were dazed and beaten, there was no hiding that, as both men took some time to get to their feet, fighting off any warnings from officials at ringside. Sharc and KroW both got to their feet and leaned against the ring ropes opposite of one another. Both hardcore competitors exhaustedly looked at one another across the ring, grunted, and immediately charged forward and began exchanging right fist after right fist. The blows got harder and harder with every second, as neither man gave up. Finally, Sharc stopped the momentum with a kick to the gut. Sharc than bounced off the ropes and looked for a clothesline, but KroW applied a go behind, and lifted Sharc clear off the ground and…

SLAM~!

KroW hit the Prelude.

The fans jumped up in cheers, as KroW got up with a third wind and called for The End. He pulled Sharc up, but Sharc immediately raked the eyes of the Satanic God. Sharc than hooked KroW up and looked for the Blood in the Water once more. The fans jeered loudly as Sharc lifted KroW off the mat. But KroW, having his third wind, maneuvered his weight to force Sharc to break the hold. KroW than kicked Sharc in the stomach, wrapped his head in a front face lock and…

WHAM~!

The End was here.

The fans jumped out of their seats as Sharc's head bounced off the mat with the Elevated DDT of the Satanic God. Both men remained laid out in the center of the ring, as the official began to make the customary ten count. KroW slowly rose his head from the mat and rolled to his stomach, than slowly began to crawl over the Richard Hertz, and placed his body on top of Sharc's. The fans blew up in cheers as the official hit the mat.

One…

The crowd got louder…

Two…

Sharc was knocked out, as KroW lay limp on top of him…

THREE~!

YEAAAAAAAHHHHH~!

The crowd roared for the three count, but the cheers soon turned to a massive amount of jeers. The count was broken, by the Showcase Sean Cylear. Cylear had pulled the official from the ring, which immediately caused the official to call for the bell and award the match to KroW via disqualification. Cylear simply grunted in anger, as he suddenly held up a shining object and cracked it over the skull of the acting official.

It was a steel chair.

Outcome: KroW via disqualification

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©2003 John Leary