Ok, so this will be one of the last few chapters that I will be able to get out fast due to personal things going on and what is happening in the story. These things will take a long time because when writing a wrestling story you have to think up of who is going to win, how the match will down, how is the promo gonna get said, who are the people involved, and finally will the title be on the line. But anyway review time!
Guest 1: Huge man event man. the only main event you could enjoy besides this one is... never mind I shouldn't spoil.
Guest 2: Chapter 5 is now man.
Guest 3: Refer to the answer above
Two Months Later
"Alright! It's show time people. Remember only the winners get to go to start their wresting careers. So Rob, Hunter, make this damn match count because you two are the only extreme match on this card." Gobber said looking extremely worked up.
The crowd was very small, only consisting of the families of the trainees, McMahon, and a rep. from WCW.
"Remember the deal Vince. WCW gets one of the winners today." The rep. said.
"I know, but the WWF gets first pick."
"Deal."
Backstage a few moments before.
"Here are the matches in order: Opening the show will be a last man standing match between Hunter and Rob. Next up will be a normal one on one match between Dagur and Fishlegs. And Finally to close the show will be the much anticipated Hiccup versus Rosie which will also be a normal one on one match. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir" the trainees had replied.
"Alright! It's show time people. Remember only the winners get to go and start their wrestling careers. So Rob, Hunter, make this damn match count because you two are the only extreme match on this card."
Out in the crowd Stoick had sat next to Hamilton Hofferson waiting for his son to win the chance of becoming just like him.
"So I heard your boy and my daughter are wrestling Stoick. Seems fitting of your useless son to go down by a girl."
"Hofferson, I would shut your mouth if I were you. Hiccup is strong and he will show you that tonight when he beats Rosie."
"Whatever you say Stoick" Hamilton said in a mocking voice. "Feels like yesterday when you and me were fighting over the NWA championship belt."
"Indeed it does."
The ring announcer had just stepped out of his seat ready to introduce the first match. There were no commentators and the venue was small considering that they were on Berk.
"Ladies and Gentleman, the following match is a last man standing match. If a competitor is knocked out for the count of ten they loose. The prize is the same for all matches tonight- a chance to wrestle for either WWF or WCW."
As soon as the ring announcer had stopped talking Hunter had stepped out warring what seemed like a mix between wrestling tights and pants.
"From Berk, Weighing in at three hundred and fifty-two pounds, The Berkian Blue-Blood, Hunter Hearst Hofferson."
The small crowd gave Hunter a small cheer since most were waiting for their family members came out. Hunter got into the ring waiting for his opponent. Then Rob had stepped out from behind the curtain with the same reaction from the fans.
"From Lübeck, Weighing in at three hundred and ten pounds, Rob Van Dam."
Rob got into a the wring wearing a tie-dye overall-wrestling gear cross over (A/N don't flame me for not knowing how describe it okay?)
Both men looked across from each other in the ring. The referee got into the ring separating the two from attacking each other before the match. The referee then signaled for the match to start and the timekeeper rung the bell 3 times.
The pair locked up both men trying to gain dominance. The two months worth of exercise looked like it paid off because both men were in great physical shape. Hunter managed to get behind Rob and started to work the back.
Rob grabbed Hunter's head and flipped him over with a snapmare. Rob locked in a sleeper hold trying to knock out Hunter early on. Hunter, however, using his superior strength got up and elbowed Rob in the gut. Hunter punched Rob in the gut and gave another stiff jab to his head. Dazed, Rob backed up into a corner where Hunter delivered 3 stiff forearms to the head. The ref. couldn't do anything since there were no disqualifications as hunter continued to beat up on Rob in the corner.
A stiff kick to the gut sent Rob crashing to the mat. Hunter continued his assault by stomping Rob in the gut multiple times. Hunter backed up and ran into Rob hitting him in the head with his knee. Hunter picked Rob off the ground and readied himself to give a scoop slam to Rob. As Hunter picked Rob off the ground, Rob hit Hunter in the head with his elbow causing him to let go of Rob. Hunter, who was trying recover from the elbow, was kicked in the stomach. Rob continued to punch Hunter in the head and stomach making sure he had the advantage. Hunter, realizing he was in a tight spot, ducked underneath a shot to the head, ran over to the ropes, came back and delivered a clothesline to Rob. He continued to run to the other rope and bounce off of it. Rob knew this was coming so he ducked underneath the clothesline. Hunter who was shocked by Rob's evasiveness turned around only to be met by a heel kick to the face.
Hunter stumbled over to the ropes to regain his baring only to be clotheslined out of the ring in a short amount of time. Rob looked at where Hunter had fallen, then at the other side of the ring. He ran over to the other side of the ring and bounced off the ropes. He then jumped over the ropes where he clotheslined Hunter, only to hit a barley conscious Hunter with a stiff forearm.
With the iron match, anything goes, the ref could do only one job and that was count the seconds someone was lying on the ground. Rob got up and looked at the ring. He jumped over Hunter who was still on the ground.
One
The ref and started to count the seconds that hunter was lying on the ground. Rob walked over to the ring and grabbed the apron, he lifted it up and began to look for something under the ring.
Two
Rob saw a steel chair and grabbed it, holding it up for the crowd to see. There was a small cheer for the Germanic high-flyer as he walked over to where he left Hunter.
Three
Rob brought the chair over his head and with force brought it down upon Hunter's Stomach. There was a resounding bang as steel met flesh. The ref had to stop counting because of Rob continuing his assault on Hunter. Rob brought down the chair again causing Hunter to roll on the ground in pain. Hunter, still in pain, tried to get up only to be hit again on the back by the chair. The chair itself was not looking good, having been bent in the middle making it obvious to the crowd that the chair had been used with a lot of force. Rob dropped the chair and picked Hunter off the ground. He brought Hunter over to the steel barricade separating the crowd from the ring.
With Hunter where he wanted, Rob brought his head down on the on the barricade. One, Chanted the crowd. Rob did this repeatedly and Hunter was unable to stop him. Two, Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Rob let go of Hunter's head and let him fall to the ground. Rob then went underneath the bottom rope and stood in the ring as he waited for the 10 count to happen.
One, Two, Three. Hunter was motionless on the ground as the ref stood over him making sure that he got up in time before the 10 count. The ref got to the count of four and Hunter had begun to stir and the crowd had started to support Hunter more then Rob. The ref counted to seven and Hunter was on one knee and the crowd went wild. They were now chanting Triple H, Triple H, Triple H.
The crowd erupted with cheering when Hunter got up at the count of 9. He looked at Rob, then at the ring apron. He lifted up the apron and started to look for a weapon. What he found was a chair and a sledgehammer. Hunter Grabbed the sledgehammer and went back into the ring where Rob was standing. Hunter hit Rob in the stomach with the blind end of the sledgehammer, then hit the back of Rob with the metal end.
Hunter wasn't done there, he picked Rob up and preceded to put Robs head between his legs. Hunter then grabbed Rob's arms and brought them behind his back. Hunter jumped up and brought gown Rob's head down to the canvass with out letting go of Rob's arm. The ref began the suspenseful ten count, One, Two, Three, four, five.
Rob was not moving and seemed to be unconscious. Hunter held is arms in the air celebrating a possible victory.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten. The ref signaled the time keeper to ring the bell. The match was over and everyone started cheering for Hunter.
McMahon had a smile on his face, however, the wcw representative did not look impressed. "That Hunter does not seem that good of a wrestler, he wont be a good fit for my boss' roster." McMahon's smiled brightened "If you wont take him I will, His uncle is the Heart Break Kid. I'll make them one of the best tag teams in the world once he starts."
Hofferson and Stoick clapped for the hometown boy "At least one of your children made it Hofferson." Hamilton's expression did not change "We will see Stoick. It would take a miracle for your son to last 5 minutes in the ring with my daughter." Stoick's looked turned serious "My son will beat your daughter you'll see."
Backstage, The four trainees pated Hunter on the back as a congratulations to his victory. Hunter made his way over to the duo of Rosie and Hiccup after the congratulations stopped. "Beat that useless" Hunter said looking at Hiccup. "Oh I will, Hunter."
Hunter walked away to get some water, Rosie looked back at Hiccup. "Don't let him get in your mind, just focus on the task at hand which will be our match." Hiccup looked at Rosie, "alright."
Both of them looked back towards where the ring was because the next match was about to begin. Fishlegs vs. Dagur.