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

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Drake walked over to Oscar, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to his feet. ”Time for a ride!” Drake grabbed ahold of Oscar’s torso and swung around. The Colossus took a few steps and leapt in the air with Oscar, attempting to nail him with a thunderous running spinebuster. ”Fucking nerd.”

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Oscar could do little at this point as he was hauled up by Drake, once again feeling the man's arms wrap around his torso. The normally fired-up Barbarian Prince was about as lively as a wet noodle, getting smashed into the canvas with a running spine buster! The shock and pain woke Oscar up as he screamed in pain, trying his best to arch his back in order to ease up the agony shooting through his spine!

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Drake was on the attack! Seeing Oscar favoring his back, Drake knew what to do. He would not only intend to defeat Oscar, but to add insult to injury. ”I’ll show you what a real barbarian is, bitch!” The Colossus grabbed Oscar by one of his arms and yanked him to his feet once again. Drake wrapped his arms around Oscar’s lower back and pressed him in close chest-to-chest. Drake let out a roar of fury as he locked Oscar in a bearhug of his own!

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Oscar limply was hauled to his feet and felt his eyes bulge a bit as the Colossus would start crushing him in his own signature move! The sheer nerve!

"GAAAAHHH!!"

The young lion usually did a good job at not yelling when he was placed in a submission hold or slammed about- but Drake was playing it smart by targeting Oscar's still-aching spine! The Barbarian Prince let out a howl of agony as his body was compressed in Drake's grip, barely squirming as he placed his hands on the man's arms and tried to push down on them!

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Drake kept up his relentless assault on Oscar’s lower back and torso. He continued to squeeze Oscar with the bearhug, making each breath for the barbarian harder and harder. When Oscar began pushing down on Drake’s arms to try and pry them loose, Drake started swinging Oscar from side to side to disorient him. He kept Oscar pressed in close as well so the barbarian couldn’t wind back his fist and deliver any strong punches to Drake’s head. Drake resolved to tank any of Oscar’s blows and crush him until he won. ”You’re done. You’re fucking done, nerd!”

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Oscar was ragdolled violently in Drake's arms, continuing to cry out in agony as his body was crushed by the brute force of the Steel Colossus. The ref would constantly check to see if Oscar wanted to submit, but each question had the same answer: no. Eventually it all became too much for the young lion as his eyes slowly rolled back into his head and his squirming crawled to a hault- leading to the ref to check on him with the good ol' arm lift and drop. Oscar's arm would fall...

Once...

Twice...

And then three times.

Oscar was KOed and the ref quickly called for the bell, ringing to signal Drake as the winner of his debut match.

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The Benefactor watched the Colossus KO the Barbarian with a bearhug. They laughed with smug satisfaction at the sight of Oscar Orelash being crushed into unconsciousness. ”Beating Oscar with his own move and I didn’t have to tell him to? The meathead might be worth something after all. Well, Drake, you’ve done the minimum. Now impress me.”
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Drake laughed as Oscar’s resistance crumbled and he felt Oscar go limp in his arms. The ref did the count on Oscar and declared Drake the winner. Now that people were paying attention, it was time to send a message and earn his pay. Drake held onto the bearhug. He let out his own barbaric yell as he continued squeezing Oscar in his crushing embrace. ”It’s over when I say it’s over!” With Drake refusing to relinquish the hold, the referee corps ran out from backstage to intervene. Seeing them coming, Drake let go of the bearhug, pressed Oscar up overhead, and chucked him over the top rope onto the incoming referees with a military press throw/slam.

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Audience members were booing Drake at first, then screaming as Drake threw Oscar over the ropes at the incoming security corps. What the Steel Colossus was doing was FAR from acceptable as many of Oscar's fans started exploding in protest- stating how the match was over. There was no response from Oscar himself, who was still unconscious as his limp body crashed into the guards- making many of them scream in pain. While it helped cushion Oscar's fall to prevent any serious injury, the same couldn't be said for the guards. The impact jerked Oscar awake as well, but he looked completely disoriented and couldn't bear himself to get up!

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The Benefactor watched the crowd go ballistic at the post-match attack that was unfolding. Drake certainly riled up Oscar's fans, but they're not the ones this was for. The Benefactor took a shot of 100% blue agave tequila as they watched the carnage unfold.
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Drake slid out of the ring. The referees and security were wiped out. There was no one to help Oscar. The Colossus saw Oscar had awoken. He gave Oscar a few kicks and stomps on the floor to ensure he was neutralized. "Where's the Spanish announcer's table in this place?!! YO, HABLAS ESPANOL?! Fuck it." Drake grabbed Oscar and dragged him over to the timekeeper's table. The crowd's booing reached a crescendo with not a single fan in their seats. Drake picked Oscar up and pulled his head between his legs. He then wrapped his arms around Oscar's torso and hoisted the Barbarian up over his head. Drake then turned to the timekeeper's table and powerbombed Oscar straight through it. The table broke cleanly in half and collapsed from the impact. The Colossus let out a roar of dominance and flexed over the fallen barbarian with a boot on his chest. Oscar's fans were livid. After milking it for the cameras. Drake walked off. The cameras cut away from Drake due to him trash talking Oscar's fans all the way to the backstage.

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Oscar's vision became spotty when Drake kicked and stomped him again and was picked up in a powerbomb position. As the Barbarian Prince felt his body fall, time slowed down as his mind ran a million miles a minute with thoughts. He believed he was a fool to have lost his temper and burned through his stamina so fast as a result, he was angry that he lost the vest Katrina made for him, and most of all... he was upset he let so many people down. He figured Tina would be watching this match after he declared his intention to try and graduate from the young lions and believed this would be a blow to that progress.

Finally, Oscar's body went through the table and his whole world went black. The Barbarian Prince had never been seen in such a low state of being before in his entire time in LAW as he was faintly twitching on the floor. Thankfully- once Drake had walked away from the defeated Barbarian, the paramedics ran out and started to tend to all of his victims. This didn't include Oscar alone, but the security guards Oscar landed on when Drake threw him. There was much concern about the young lion since he didn't seem to be waking up, so he was placed onto a stretcher and was carted off to the ramp- getting Oscar to an ambulance so they could quickly check if he had suffered any major injuries in the match.