A Barbarian against A Steel Colosus: Oscar Orelash VS. Drake Benton (D)

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The crowd’s reaction went from booing Drake to cries of shock and dismay. Many of Oscar’s fans were in tears at the sight of their motionless hero being tended to by EMTs. Oscar was eventually placed on the stretcher and gently pushed up the entrance ramp towards the backstage. The crowd broke out in chants of support for Oscar. “WE LOVE OSCAR. WE LOVE OSCAR. WE LOVE OSCAR.” The crowd’s chants of love would soon turn to cries of horror.

Out of the heel tunnel, a wild Colossus appeared. Drake Benton came storming out from backstage and went right over to Oscar’s gurney on the top of the ramp. The EMTs got between Drake and Oscar but they were small and the Colossus effortlessly pushed them aside. Drake got to Oscar and grabbed his gurney. In one savage motion, Drake flipped the gurney over like an angry nerd who just lost at Magic. Oscar’s gurney was yeeted off of the entrance ramp with Oscar helplessly strapped to it. The crowd went apeshit with boos. Children who Oscar greeted on the way to the ring were now crying.

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Oscar might be moved to tears when looking back at the footage later, but for now, he was still out cold. The poor, poor Barbarian could do nothing to shield his face as Drake returned to flip the stretcher over! The STRETCHER!! WHO DOES THAT!? This guy apparently! Still helpless with his body being strapped to the cart, it was a miracle that Oscar's nose didn't break as he crashed face-first into the ramp! The taste of cold steel shocked Oscar awake once more, earning a weak-sounding groan of pain from under the gurney. People were screaming for Drake's head. Children were crying for the Barbarian Prince... even the ones closest to the railing were trying to reach out if wanting to help the young lion. Oscar couldn't even turn around with his body being totally strapped to the gurney. If Drake wanted to do anything else- this would be the perfect opportunity to do so.

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As Drake was standing over the yeeted stretchered Oscar suddenly the screech of an amp feedback rang throughout the arena as Rylie's music hit to the explosion of the crowd.

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Rylie and Katrina rushed out of the curtain as Rylie was geared up and with baseball bat in hand. She was glaring daggers at Drake as she slowed getting near him as she pointed the tip of her bat directly at him as she stalked towards him. "Hey yo, I don't know who you think you are, but you better get your poor sportmanshipping ass out of here before I start swinging and bones start breaking, capiche? Don't think you can do this to my bro and get away with it. There will be consequences for your actions, you can believe that."

Meanwhile once there was safe distance between Oscar and Drake, Kat rushed over and knelt down beside Oscar. "Oscar! Oh my god! Baby!" She mentioned as she ran her hand through his hair and looked around at the scattered EMT. "It's clear, help me right this stretcher!" She called out as she would assist in trying to flip the stretcher upright. "Honey I know your hurting, we'll take care of you. If you have the ability to
can you give a thumbs up to try to ease some of the crowd?"

When Drake would clear the scene Rylie would notice the crying kids near the railing and would walk over in front of them to try to block their view of the injured Oscar. "Hey my dudes, don't worry, Oscar is going to be alright. Want to check out my bat? Ever pet a racoon before? No? Want to try it?" She asked as she would hold her bat out to the kids to touch and look at while she leaned her head down to let the kids slowly pet her as she closed her eyes and smiled and made happy racoon chittering noises as her tail wagged and her racoon ears wiggled as she did her best to turn the kids frowns upside down and distract them.

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The cameraman caught an iconic image of Drake roaring in dominance while Oscar’s gurney was flipping through the air. Drake was likely getting ready to play football with the gurney, but music hit. Rylie and Katrina came to Oscar’s aid! For all his adrenaline, Drake was tired and did take a good amount of punishment from Oscar. Even he didn’t want to deal with an angry raccoon with a baseball bat. Drake backed off and then took off to a chorus of boos. Drake played hockey and knows what heat in that environment was like. So he went to his locker, emptied it before any other angry wrestlers showed up, and ran out to one of the taxis waiting outside the arena. Once he was safely absconded, Drake pulled out his phone to check his notifications. He ignored flood of angry social media DMs and went to one encrypted text message thread in particular.

ColossusBossMan69 @ 9:54 PM: “I won. Now pay me.”

Blocked Number @ 9:54 PM: “A good start, but I’m not paying you to win. I’m paying you to DESTROY him.

CBM69 @ 9:54 PM: “I put him through a table.”

BN @ 9:54 PM: “You’re not done.”

CBM69 @ 10:02 PM: “There. Now where’s my FUCKING MONEY?!”

BN @ 10:03 PM: “Good. Payment transferred. Will send extra for any fines you incur.”

BN @ 10:05 PM: “His friends will come for you. You must handle them as well. Wait for further instructions.”

”What the fuck am I getting into?” he asked himself.

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Oscar looked to be in a complete daze as Katrina and the paramedic staff rushed to his aid, flipping the stretcher back upright.

"Aug... um... huh?"

His eyes were having a very hard time focusing on things from the intense pain he was feeling all over his body, but seeing the familiar silver streak among an ocean of blue hair made him blink a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Once he was positive it was Katrina, Oscar looked like he was overjoyed to see her... but also about to break down into tears as she ran her hand through his crimson, curly locks. Nodding along to Katrina's advice, Oscar would slowly nod his head in understanding and raise his thumbs up on both hands- earning overwhelmingly loud cheers for Oscar as the young lion would be carted backstage with some extra security detail in tow to ensure nothing else happened to him. The battle was over. Now was the time to rest as talk of sending Oscar to a hospital spread among the staff workers.

WINNER BY SUBMISSION KO: DRAKE BENTON