Posted by Northern Pro Wrestling on 10/19/2002, 2:34 pm CROWLEY: That was a horrid shot Direwolf just took. MACE: Speaking of horrid. Look what happened to one of my shoes¡¦ I broke it walking around looking at everything today. What rotten luck! [A sentiment shared by Direwolf as Kracken tosses the wrench aside and returns to the toolbox. Glancing through his blood covered face, Kracken smiles at Direwolf on the floor, trying to shake off the effects of the wrench. Sliding his hand into the box like a kid in a toy store, Kracken removes his hand from the box, pulling a box cutter out with it!!! The fans and most likely everyone watching this at home reel from the possibilities with this simple object. Kracken brandishes it sickeningly. Smiling, slowly pulling the blade out of its protective case. He stands above Direwolf and reaches down to jam it into the head of Direwolf!!!] [Direwolf blocks it!! The blade stops just off the head of Direwolf as he presses with all his strength to keep the blade from his skin. Kracken presses in, the arms of Direwolf just holding him back. Kracken has the leverage and presses the blade inward, the tip just penetrating the surface of Direwolf¡¯s cheek. Direwolf drives a knee into the groin of Kracken, knocking the blade from his hand and causing Kracken to roll off in pain. ] CROWLEY: No matter how big you are¡¦ MASTERS: ¡¦ ooohhhhh that always hurts!! MACE: So do my feet. Anyone want to rub them? [Tommy White rushes out and kicks the knife under the mat before Direwolf gets any ideas as Direwolf wipes the blood from his face and grabs at the bald head of Kracken. Rolling him into the ring, Direwolf heads to the timekeeper¡¯s table and pushes her out of the way, grabbing the steel chair. Heading back towards the ring, Direwolf rolls in with the chair in hand.] [Standing up and wiping blood from his eyes, Direwolf slowly measures Kracken. As Kracken gets to his feet, Direwolf slams his head with the chair!!! Kracken bends over, but stays standing!! Direwolf slams the chair over his back. Kracken is still up!! Reaching way back, Direwolf swings for the fences¡¦ the shot resounds across the arena as the chair is nearly mangled from the chair shots. Kracken falls to one knee!!] MASTERS: look at this guy Ken - that¡¯s three straight chair shots from Direwolf. What¡¯s it going to take to beat him? CROWLEY: Both of these men losing blood at an incredible rate! I wouldn¡¯t be surprised if each of them spends time in a hospital tonight when this one is all over. MACE: Speaking of blood, there was a bad accident at the local cappuccino place down the street. Some guy chipped his tooth on the cup and split his lip trying to drink it. I heard his saying something about a suit. But I don¡¯t know if he knows that you can¡¯t wear a suit when you have on sweat pants¡¦ MASTERS: I think he meant a lawsuit Ariel. MACE: Ohh¡¦ Lawyers can wear a suit with sweat pants? Weird¡¦ [Direwolf plants Kracken with a huge shot right to the face and Kracken tumbles to the mat. Direwolf tosses the chair over the ropes to the floor and climbs the corner to scowl at the CAL fans while Tommy White begins a ten count.] ONE! TWO! THREE! [Kracken shows a little movement, but it is mostly wiping the blood from his eyes so he can orient himself.] FOUR! FIVE! SIX! [Direwolf steps down from the turnbuckle and kneels to lay a beating into the head of Kracken, stopping the count.] MASTERS: What is Direwolf doing? He may have had Kracken there? CROWLEY: A stupid mistake by Direwolf. You have your man, take it and don¡¯t let your emotions take over. Direwolf is obviously fired up, look at those rights to the head!! [Direwolf steps up ad lifts the steel can up, driving it down, the can buckles under the force of Direwolf¡¯s shot! Direwolf isn¡¯t finished, he slams it again.. and again!! Direwolf all over Kracken. He lifts the blood-covered head of Kracken, driving him back with an uppercut, followed by two stiff right hands. He pushed Kracken back and whips him off the ropes.] [Reversal by Kracken! Direwolf comes off and Kracken catches him in his arms and plants him with a spinebuster!!! Direwolf is down, but Kracken wasters no time in grabbing the table off the mat and pulling the legs out to stand it up in the center of the ring. [Kracken spies the writhing form of Direwolf on the mat and lifts him up by his hair. Smiling in his face, Kracken wipes his hand across the bloodied head of Direwolf, before smearing it in a symbolic gesture across his own chest!! Kracken wraps a large hand around the throat of Direwolf and lifts him for the chokeslam.] [Direwolf wriggles and somehow comes free, landing on his feet and dropping for the low blow!! Kracken bends over and Direwolf gives the fans a sign!] MASTERS: Alpha Male Chokeslam! CROWLEY: Direwolf hits this and it¡¯s lights out!! MACE: Speaking of lights going out, I was at Disneyland yesterday and it got pretty dark on the "It¡¯s a Small World" ride. But the singing girls kept me safe. ##It¡¯s a World of Laughter, A World of Tears¡¦## CROWLEY: Dear Lord¡¦. Get me out of here!!! [Direwolf roughly jams his fingers into the gullet of Kracken in the mandible claw and hoists him up for the chokeslam!! Pressing him up quickly, the blood loss is clearly weakening Direwolf, but he manages to slam him through the table and drive Kracken to the floor!! The crowd erupts at the devastating move as Direwolf stumbles back from the force of the move, but is able to stay on one knee in the corner as White moves over to once again count Kracken out.] ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! [No movement in the carnage of table, flesh, and blood¡¦ Direwolf is breathing heavily in the corner, propping himself up on the ropes.] FIVE! SIX! [Kracken pushes a large section of table away and rolls onto his knees. He begins to stand as White continues until he does.] SEVEN! EIGHT! [Kracken is up on his feet! Direwolf looks over at him from the corner. He pushes himself to his feet and these two go right back at it!! Too weary to do much more than exchange punches, these two continue to dish it out. Tommy White, to his credit, has succeeded in kick most of the large pieces of table from the ring, but as he goes to kick a rather large section, Kracken reaches down and grabs it. Taking a major swing, Kracken connects!!!] [Direwolf takes the huge blow to the head fairly well for a guy who has been busted open this long and is beginning to feel the effects of the exhaustion set in. He falls like a rock near the corner.] MASTERS: Kracken is a monster! No one usually gets up from the Alpha Male Chokeslam!! MACE: ##It¡¯s a World of Hopes, And a World of Fears¡¦## CROWLEY: Quick Bobbo, jam a sharp object into my ears as hard as you can! [Kracken tosses the wood aside like a piece of trash, moving on to his next weapon of choice. He climbs out of the ring and retrieves the cardboard box. Lifting it slowly and methodically, he slides it into the ring under the ropes. The NPW fans in attendance instantly recognize the instrument of destruction and begin to cheer, ¡°En Pee Dub!! En Pee Dub!!¡±] [Kracken climbs the apron, and steps between the ropes. His face and chest are a bloody mess. He looks down at the crimson red face of Direwolf and peels the top of the box back. Reaching a massive arm in, he pulls out two fluorescent light bulbs!!! Taking one in each arm, the fans are roaring as Kracken slowly stalks Direwolf in the corner.] CROWLEY: What has become the signature weapon for Kracken, the lighting tube has been brought to the CAL. MACE: ##There¡¯s so much that we share. And it¡¯s time we¡¯re aware¡¦## CROWLEY: I wonder if Kracken has an extra light or two in that box? [Direwolf is on his hands and knees as Kracken moves in. The loud, clearly audible POP that is head when one of these lights crashes down upon exposed flesh is a sickening sound. The sight of the blood flowing from Direwolf¡¯s back as he falls back to the mat is even worse. Kracken winds the second one up¡¦ POP!! Right across the back of Direwolf¡¯s head!!] MASTERS: I have seen Direwolf win some intense wars, but nothing compares to this Ken. Kracken simply oozes malice. MACE: ##It¡¯s a Small World After All. It¡¯s a Small World After All## [Kracken is unflinching. He reaches down for a shattered end and rolls Direwolf over. The bloodied, matted hair of Direwolf hides the extent of his cuts, but the blood tells the story. Kracken rakes the shattered end across the forehead of Direwolf as the fans nearby reel at the amount of blood that continues to flow from the body of Direwolf. Direwolf is kicking and fighting it, but Kracken presses in.]
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[Direwolf is down on the mat and he tries to raise his head just as Kracken drives the wrench down into his skull!! Steel on flesh and most likely bone! The crowd reacts with the shot and a collective gasp is let out as the replay flashes across the video screen. Direwolf lay on the floor, busted open with a bad cut.]
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