*Slowly making his way towards the ring, Jones ignores the cheers and jeers that the fans are giving, as he soon makes it to ringside. Climbing onto the apron, Duce goes to the corner to his right, climbing carefully onto the second rope (around the barbed wire) and peering out into the crowd. Finally done, he goes through the ropes and removes his hooded vest and championship as he prepares for action.*

Rockwell: Duce Jones has shown willingness to put his title on the line again and again in the past few weeks, but this clearly will be his toughest test. And with servitude to Savage on the line, Duce needs to find a way to win here.

Hood: This was HIS idea?!?!

*Duce is, indeed, talking with one of the work crew, handing him an envelope. The man nods to Duce and walks off, taking his group with him. Duce turns back where Tony Savage is still waiting, that grin still cutting across his face. Duce returns it.*

Rockwell: Hopefully, even though this isn't sanctioned, the Barrows brothers have medics standing by.

Hood: Do we have blood types on file? We're gonna need donors!

*The Bell Rings.*

Rockwell: And here we go! The championship is on the line, but this one might just be about survival!

*Duce and Savage have moved towards the center of the ring, talking to each other. Savage seems to be pointing towards the barbed wire and the items outside, before then pointing to his own fist, and then his mind. Duce laughs, jawing back at him about taking care of his mind with a concussion here shortly. Savage grins wider, then steps forward, throwing the first jab. Duce rolls with the hit, having been expecting it, and comes right back with his own, and quickly the two men are throwing haymakers at one another, as the crowd starts to pop for the suddenly frantic pace! The two men are quickly rolling on the mat, brawling it out, with the referee nervously staying back. He's only there to make a pinfall count, and has no intention of getting caught up in the fight.*

Rockwell: I hope our ref is keeping his head on a swivel for this one.

Hood: I'm trying!

*With his Spec Ops hand-to-hand training, Savage is able to take control, landing some good shots on the champion to stun him. He pulls Duce up off the mat, delivering a couple of forearm shots to the head, followed by a gut shot that bends Duce over. Savage takes a step back, then comes forward, slamming Duce on the back of the head with a bionic elbow, driving him to the mat. Savage then looks around at the crowd, who almost sound ravenous for something to happen. He takes it in, then pulls Duce up, saying something to him quickly about "making good choices". He then whips Duce towards the barbed wire ropes, no, Duce reverses, and Savage goes into the barbed wire instead, back-first!! He immediately grimaces, pulling himself forward, but it's clear the spikes got a bit of purchase.*

Rockwell: First blood goes to Duce!

Hood: I bet Savage really wishes he'd worn a flak jacket out to the ring, instead of coming out shirtless.

*As Savage rubs at his back in pain, Duce comes in at full speed, catching Savage around the neck and giving him a Cactus Clothesline over the barbed wire to the outside!! The crowd pops, as both men take some damage from the maneuver. Duce doesn't let it slow him down, though, as he keeps up the assault on the outside. He throws Savage hard into the guardrail, stunning him, before grabbing Savage on the way back and delivering the suplex into a neckbreaker combination known as the Eye of the Hurricane!! Two more times it lands, even more devastating as it's on the outside! Savage is down, as Duce gets up, saluting the crowd. He then moves to the side, pulling a blanket off of one of the set-ups at ringside... a light tube tower!*

Rockwell: I'm seriously concerned now, that structure looks horrifying!

Rockwell: I'm not going to go that far...

*Savage is working his way back up, leaning on the guardrail, but now Duce is there, banging his head once more off the steel. The fans in the front row seem to be enjoying it, although a couple of apparent veterans are yelling at Duce. They don't seem too pleased with what's going on. Duce ignores them, dragging Savage over towards the light tube tower. He positions them facing away from the tower, then goes to lift Savage, looking for a release German suplex into the light tubes!! Savage gets a leg between them, though, getting the block, then a second one. Duce, annoyed, lets go to try and stun Savage again, but Savage spins, catching Duce with a back-handed punch! Duce, stunned, takes a step, only to get booted in the stomach, which is followed up with a double arm DDT on the outside!! Duce is down, as Savage takes a moment to recover.*

Rockwell: Savage saved himself a horrible plunge through the light tubes there.

Rockwell: I'm sure they're going to get what they want, Hood. The match has just begun!

*Savage pulls himself up, rubbing at his back, where little trails of blood can be seen. One of the veterans from earlier yells at him, then tosses him a camouflage shirt to wear. Savage considers it, then shrugs and throws it on. He then goes back to where Duce is recovering, pulling the man up and dragging him around the ring to where another basket is set up. He reaches in, searching, then finds what he's looking for. It's a military baton, well-constructed for doing damage. Duce, seeing it, tries to grab it away from Savage, but he twists out of the way, then starts letting loose, hitting Duce in various pressure spots, driving him to the ground! The shots continue, as Savage shows off his proficiency with the weapon! All Duce can do is cover up, trying to absorb all the shots.*

Rockwell: The man knows his weapons!

Hood: Because he's... y'know... I'll shut up now.

*With Duce down, Savage swings the military baton back and forth, admiring the weight. He goes back to the cart, searching around. He then notices what's sitting off to the side, and grabs hold of the glass panel! He measures it out, managing to support it between the guardrail and the apron, laying it flat there above the ground. He walks back over to Duce, getting behind him and placing the baton around his throat, choking him with it! The ref watches from the safety of the ring, knowing there's nothing he can do. Duce fights, trying to get oxygen, as Savage starts dragging him back towards the thick glass panel. But Duce manages to stop his momentum, then throws himself forward, sending a surprised Savage over him to the outside mat! As Savage tries to jump right back up, Duce lashes out with The Juice combination: a shoot kick to the chest, followed by a spinning backfist, then a kick to the leg, and finally the D-Trigga! Savage falls backwards to the mat, while Duce stumbles over to the nearby cart.*

Rockwell: Strangely, dangerous items are getting set up, but nobody's going through them...

Rockwell: But it looks like Duce is coming up with another strategy!

*Duce has moved over to the side, pulling some more barbed wire pieces out of a cart. He starts wrapping them around his knee pads, adding barbed wire to his weaponry! With the wire firmly in place, he moves back over to Savage, who is slowly getting up. He takes a swing at Duce, but Duce ducks under it, then peppers Savage with several rights and lefts, staggering him. Savage tries another swipe, and Duce avoids it again, this time grabbing Savage and giving him an inverted hip toss. With Savage down on his knees, Duce turns and lashes out with the Being IntroDUCED knee strike, nailing Savage with the barbed wire!!! Savage collapses backwards, his hands across his face, as Duce drops to make the cover. The ref, out of position, slides outside to make the count... 1... 2... and Savage gets himself free, keeping the match going.*

Hood: A barbed wire knee to the face! Now I've seen everything!

Rockwell: This match is still going, Hood, I'd hold back on that "everything" thought until we're through here!

*Duce is back at the cart now, searching around for something else to use. He pulls out a 2x4, judging its weight. He seems satisfied with that, but not the general condition, as he reaches back in and pulls out more barbed wire, tightening it around the piece of wood! The fans are loving every minute of this, although more than one mother can be seen trying to shield their children's eyes from what's happening. Duce turns and waits, watching for Tony Savage to slowly get back to his feet. The blood is flowing from a couple of cuts on his face now. As Savage turns, Duce rushes in, swinging the barbed wire 2x4. But Savage blocks it by catching Duce around the middle and spins... giving him a leaping spinebuster variation through the glass pane!!!! The arena erupts, as both men are down in the midst of a ton of glass, not moving!*

Hood: Holy shit!

Hood: In the GCWA? I don't think so!

*The referee checks on both men, noting that Savage is slowly able to get his arm out and onto Duce's chest. The ref immediately reacts, maybe wanting to end this quickly to avoid any tugs on his conscience... 1... 2... but Duce Jones kicks out! The fans cheer, although Savage is shaking his head. It looks like both men are cut up at this point, which might give this match more of a time limit than expected, depending on how badly the blood is flowing. Savage reaches into one of the carts, grabbing a brown bag. He looks inside, smiling, before staggering over to the champion and pulling him up. He sends Duce into the ring, then follows, standing up nearby. He unties the bag fully, then turns it over... dumping a heap of metal tacks onto the mat! He spreads them out with his foot, being careful not to get stuck himself, before going over to Duce.*

Hood: Thumb tacks!

Hood: It's all Duce's fault for having all these things available for this one!

*Satisfied with the pile of thumbtacks, Savage makes his way over to Duce, looking fairly confident at this point. He leans over Duce, talking to him about how he's not going to regret joining up with Savage Solutions Combat Systems. He drags a hurting Duce over towards the tacks, giving us a better view of how cut up Duce's back is from going through that glass pane earlier. Savage sets Duce up, apparently looking for a double-arm DDT into the tacks!! The fans seem split on what they want to see here, as Savage goes for the lift... but Duce blocks it! Savage tries again, but pulls a little too hard, allowing Duce to counter and backdrop Savage over top instead, sending Savage into the tacks back-first!!! Savage rolls over the tacks, in agony, as Duce drops to his knees, then winces, having landed on the barbed wire still wrapped around them.*

Rockwell: Tony Savage is a human pincushion!!

Rockwell: This is getting horrifying!!

*Savage somehow has sat up, although the pain he's in has to be enormous at this point. Tacks can be seen throughout his back, with a few falling out as he slowly rises up. Duce is now back up as well, coming over and giving Savage a barbed-wire knee to the gut!! Savage doubles over, coughing, as Duce wipes some blood off of his hands, trying to allow for better purchase. He lifts Savage onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry, barely able to maintain the hold due to his exhaustion. He has the knee set up, planning to drop Savage down onto the barbed wire with a literal facebuster!! But as Duce throws Savage up, he readjusts himself, managing to land on his feet. Before Duce can respond, Savage grabs him and lifts him up, landing a high-angle tiger suplex and sends the champion into the remaining pile of thumbtacks!!! The crowd gasps as Duce shudders on the mat.*

Rockwell: I don't know how much more of this I can take!!

Rockwell: I'm just saying, if Jonathan or Hunter are watching in the back, someone's going to die if this keeps up!

*Savage drags himself over to the champion, trying to avoid the tacks. He lays on top, trying to hold Duce down, as the referee carefully counts... 1... 2... but Duce throws up a shoulder once again! Savage shakes his head, asking Duce he should just let it go at this point. He struggles to get Duce up, looking around the ring. He spots what he wants, taking Duce over to the barbed wire ropes and stepping them through the apron... right above the light tube tower!! Savage looks at the tower, then turns, pushing Duce throat-first into the barbed-wire ropes!! He holds a struggling Duce there, telling him just to give up, before he does any more damage to him. But Duce refuses, coughing up blood but not giving up! Savage sighs, then takes Duce off the ropes, positioning him above the tower and setting him for... no! Duce lands a shot to the kidneys, bending Savage over. He then sets Savage quickly, coming off the apron with a sit-out piledriver into the light tube tower!!!! Glass flies everywhere!!! The ref, his eyes wide, stands on the apron, looking down at the destruction!*

Rockwell: My God!!!

Rockwell: What matters now, though, is if either man survived that plunge!!! One of the most devastating moves I've ever seen!!!

*The ref slowly makes his way down, clearing off the light tube pieces that are scattered around. He removes enough for us to see Duce Jones and Tony Savage laying side by side, neither trying for a cover. The ref wants to a do a double countout, but he knows that isn't allowed in a match like this, so he turns and talks to a man at ringside. He's on the radio, as they try to figure out what to do next. In the meantime, though, Duce can be seen shaking, showing signs of life! The ref turns back to the reaction of the crowd, seeing the North American Champion painfully, agonizingly roll himself over the shattered glass and electronics... putting an arm across Savage! The ref steps over, avoiding as much as he can, before dropping to make a count... 1..... 2.... NO!!!!!! The referee sits back, shocked, as Savage raises a shoulder!*

Rockwell: I don't believe it!

Rockwell: No matter who wins tonight, these two guys have shown us something here!

*Both wrestlers are bloody messes at this point. Duce slowly gets up, pulling a couple of pieces of shattered glass out from under his arm. He spasms a few times, clearly hurting, but he knows this one still isn't over. He staggers over to the side, where one more set-up remains covered up. Hood and Rockwell can be seen in the background, looking nervous at the proximity of whatever it is. Duce leans over and grabs the sheet, leaving an immediate blood smear on it, before pulling it back and revealing the stack of boards set up underneath. The camera focuses in on the blocks of gray clay that appear to be between the boards.*

Rockwell: Oh my god... tell me that doesn't say C4 on it!

Hood: Yeah, that does it, I'm outta here.

*We can see Hood throwing down his headset and moving away rapidly. Rockwell protests for a few seconds, thinks it over, and then moves away as well, trying to put some distance while keeping his headset on. Duce limps over to where Savage is stubbornly trying to rise. He grabs hold of him, dragging Savage around the ring towards the explosive set-up. But Savage suddenly pushes Duce off, sending him running hard into the ringpost! As Duce stumbles back, stunned, Savage grabs him from behind, lifting and launching him with a belly-to-back suplex into the guardrail!! The clang is extremely loud, causing the fans close by to duck and cover, as Duce slumps back to the ground. Savage drops heavily onto him for the cover... 1... 2... No! Duce kicks out!*

Rockwell: Another near fall in this one! You're missing out, Hood, wherever you are!

*Savage wipes a hand across his face, flicking blood off of him. He works to stand up, pulling Duce along with him. For the first time, he takes note of the boards, and a wicked grin crosses his face. He grabs Duce by the hair, tugging him towards them, setting him up right across from the boards. Duce tries to fight back, throwing a couple of elbows, but Savage blocks them, then nails Duce across the back of his neck with a chop, sending Duce to his knees in front of the boards. Savage whispers something to Duce that doesn't get picked up, before taking a few steps away towards the railing. As Duce struggles to get up, Savage waits, loading up his fist.*

Rockwell: Savage is looking for One Shot, One Kill!! That heart punch will send Duce... oh no...

*Rockwell drops his headset and runs, even as Savage charges in, going for the running heart punch to the champion. But at the last moment, Duce blocks the attack, grabbing Savage's arm in mid-air. He flips Savage overhead, a purely instinctive motion, and Savage flies with no control onto the boards... and there's a MASSIVE explosion, temporarily overwhelming the camera!!! Fans duck and cover nearby, and there's genuine pandemonium all around. The referee, having moved to the relative safety of the ring, is just standing there, holding his head.*

*Radio silence, as neither announcer is risking coming back.*

*As the smoke begins to clear, the camera focuses on the debris, where Tony Savage is laying, not moving. Duce Jones is nearby, holding his left arm, which caught some of the explosion. It looks like both took some burn damages from this one. Duce stumbles over towards Savage, shoving pieces of debris off of him. Savage, amazingly, rolls to his side, then starts to try and get up, despite the horrendous damage done to him. He attempts to stand, but can't quite do it. Duce, not in much better shape, nods to Savage, saying something to him about the fight, before dishing out the Duce of Clubs (Ripcord headbutt followed by knee strike)!!! Savage goes down, with Duce essentially collapsing on top of him. The referee makes the count from the ring... 1...2..3!!!!!*

Minos: Here is your winner...and STILL GCWA North American Champion... Duce Jones!!