Chapter 22: Deathbed

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"Grenade vs. The Devil Destroyer" The announcer said. That is the next match of this wrestling show.

But I got to be honest, that match and the other match, which was Twizz vs. Lucas "The Surgeon" Lee, that happened was not that special. They were normal wrestling matches. It was not bad as they did cool moves, but there was not any drama in those matches. I was expecting trash talking and tension, but we did not get any of it. I don't blame the wrestlers, I blame the promoters for not telling a compelling story.

Thankfully, the main event is up next. I'm excited for this because I know a lot of drama will take place. I'm expecting the best of the best. It's the main event, so they should go all out to end this wrestling show with a bang. So far, the first match with the women is my favorite match of the night. Let's see if this last match can surpass them.

The first opponent of this last match comes out. Western music is playing in the background and the titantron shows images of hills, horses, mountains, and nature. He is Caucasian, who is 5'8", a slim body with some muscles, yellow hair, yellow boots, a cowboy hat, and blue wrestling pants that says his ring name.

"Introducing first, from Nashville, Tennessee. He is 5'8" and weighs over 220 pounds. The challenger, Papa Cowboy!" The announcer said. Papa Cowboy is dancing like a cowboy, shuffling his feet and doing the two-step to the ring. I could not help but find that humorous as I was not expecting him to dance. Though, it does add a lot of character and makes him stand out.

He gets inside the ring and ask someone from the times keeper area for a microphone. My sister told me that the times keeper area is where wrestling officials checks the set amount of time a match should last. They are the ones that rings the bell to make the match start and end. Also, if a wrestle gets injured, they are usually the first ones to alert a medic. Looks like Papa Cowboy has something to say.

"Ah, howdy there!" He says, trying to get the crowd hyped. "My name is Papa Cowboy. Born and raised in sweet o' Tennessee. Father is a well-known farmer and my mother is a well-known animal wrangler. But I know that you all did not came here for my backstory, you came to see me kick booty."

The crowd responds with a "yeah", Papa Cowboy feels good that the audience is engaging with him.

"That's what I love to hear. I'm ready to take the VCW's world heavyweight championshi-" He gets interrupted by the sound of sirens and a hard hitting hip hop beat.

The champion comes out and I am left speechless by the way this guy looks. He is African-American, 6'6" feet tall, and his physique is a work of art. Muscles all over his body, no fat whatsoever. He is ripped as he got a 6-pack, huge muscular chest, beefy arms, and tight legs. No hair on his body. He is wearing black wrestling trunks that are above the knees, black knee pads, black elbow protectors, and black boots. The championship belt is around his waist. He has a mean stone face, showing no sign of fear. There are tattoos on his body showing images of death such as the grim reaper on his chest, skull on both of his arms, and a coffin on his forehead.

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