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"WHEN I WAS younger.." jon fidgeted with his hands, "i'm not ashamed to say that i struggled with a lot of demons." he took a deep breath and looked at the camera, "early in my career, i'd go to the ring and it's like i'm wrestling ghosts." jon said, "the people who cared about me would often try to talk me out of stuff." he turned away for a second, "don't fight that guy. don't do that death match. don't do this, or that. cut it out... and looking back, in some cases, i wish i would have listened to them because i paid a price."


"but in some cases looking back, i wouldn't change a thing." jon shrugged, "so i get it. i get why darby allin pointed at my belt. i get why darby allin challenged me for my title. i understand where you're coming from, what you're trying to do." jon explained, "but in an ironic twist.. i have become the advocate. i've become the voice of reason. i've become the person concerned for somebody's health because i know that darby allin is going to come at me and come at me and he's not gonna stop until he can't move."


jon raised his voice, "and it's never gonna cross his mind once that the last time we wrestled i nearly broke his neck." jon pointed at his head, "but it weighs heavily on me. i don't necessarily want on my resume 'i'm the guy who ended darby allin's bright career' he's my favorite guy in aew." jon paused, "but the titles on the line, man. when you signed that contract.. you made yourself just like everybody else.. and i gotta do what i gotta do." jon raised his eyebrows.


"i'm not gonna try and talk you out of anything but i have to ask you.. please, please when it's time to stay down.. just stay down.. even though i know you're not gonna listen because i wouldn't." the screen cut to the ring, "as you can see, jon moxley is ready for his new challenger, darby allin who he teamed up with last week against brian cage and ricky starks in a no disqualification tornado tag match." alyssa said.


darby allin's music started up, "the following contest is for the aew world championship! introducing first from seattle, washington, weighing 171 pounds, darby allin!" justin announces as darby walked to the ring, a paper mask of jon's face over his. the eye was cut out and you could see darby's eye through it. the titantron switched to jon's, his music starting to blare through the arena. the camera switched to where jon was standing, "and his opponent, from cincinnati, ohio weighing 231 pounds, he is the reigning and defending all elite wrestling world champion, jon moxley!" justin announced.


jon walked up the stairs and looked around at the crowd, "i can't stand this guy, i swear. i wish the machine brian cage was here right now or ricky starks. this really has me fired up!" taz exclaimed, "taz, i understand, i get it." jim ross said, "but we are seeing right before our eyes the aew world championship being defended here on dynamite what a huge matchup this is for our main event. i'll tell you, darby allin, who has won six of his eight last matches. he deserves his title shot."


"his wins have propelled him into the top five and now he gets a chance at becoming aew world champion!" jim exclaimed, "yeah, what do you call this because they say styles make fights?" jim asked, "these two definitely have very different, separate styles." alyssa said, jon kneeling in the corner and shaking his head then standing up, taking off his vest and throwing it. "moxley's not gonna be jumping off the bridges, i don't think." jim said.


"well as much as i despise darby allin, he's fearless and he's getting in the head of moxley while moxley is just looking at himself, looking at his own face." taz said, jon pacing back and forth while looking at darby allin who just stood there. jon walked up to him and started to talk, then stopping and ripping the paper off of darby's face. "jon moxley has said before on multiple occasions that he respects darby allin." alyssa said.


darby allin suddenly slapped jon in the face and that basically set jon off. he was done playing nice, "who gives a rats ass about that?" jon suddenly punched darby allin the face, hard, knocking him down. "oh my god." alyssa said, the referee picking up the paper and throwing it out. darby allin sat up, "oh my god look at all the blood in his mouth! all from that one punch!" alyssa exclaimed.


"you can see darby's little smile on his face.." jim said, "probably loosened some teeth.. maybe even broke his nose." jim said, "well, i hope it did both." taz said, "you know, darby seems to thrive on the pain." alyssa said, "come on, mox.." darby said, curling his fingers. "wow, he's just asking for more!" jim exclaimed. jon kicked him in the stomach and he fell down, "of course, moxley delivers." alyssa said, jon irish whipping him into the ropes, darby allin ducked.


he got back up to his feet and smacked jon across the face again, jon got angrier. "oh my god, darby allin's really got some guts slapping jon moxley like that." alyssa said, jon then clotheslining darby allin. "oh! jon moxley with that vicious clothesline!" alyssa said, jon picking darby up and chopping his chest. "the thing about moxley is that you always know where his head is." jim said, "it's intense." he continued, jon pushing darby's head up while having him in the corner.


"you can see darby allin still bleeding from his mouth, maybe a little bit more as this match progresses." jim said, everyone seeing some of darby's face paint on jon's chest and stomach. "listen, i'm gonna do my best to be a professional. a great job, a great job by jon moxley. darby's in big time trouble and i love it." taz said. jon grabbed darby's legs then stomped on his stomach, "obviously moxley is controlling the tempo of this match and has been this entire time." alyssa said.


"you're right, alyssa but tonight, we're really gonna see whag darby allin is made of." jim said, "you know what, jr? i hate cliches. how 'bout that?" taz said, "okay-" jim said, "i hate cliches. especially because they've got these two guys together." taz continued, "give me a break," jim said, "i am giving you a break." taz argued. jon elbowed darby in the chest, "there's an elbow from mox.. now a cover and a kick out from darby allin." alyssa said.


"moxley was very concerned about what he didn't want to happen to darby allin here tonight." alyssa commentated, "jon stated earlier that the last time these two wrestled each other.. jon almost broke his neck with that avalanche paradigm shift off the second rope." alyssa continued, "oh, and a great arm drag from the top rope from darby allin!" jim said, "that was good. that was good, i'll give it to him." taz said.


"oh my god, right to the chin!" jim said, jon rolling onto the entrance ramp. darby allin bounced off the ropes and flew into jon, starting to punch him in the head repeatedly. "darby allin has finally created some offense.." jim said, "darby allin's out in moxley land.. that's where jon moxley feels comfortable.. outside that ring on the entrance ramp." jim said, "jr, moxley feels comfortable anywhere! whether that be inside the ring, outside the ring, on the ramp, wherever that might be, he's comfortable." alyssa said.


"look at darby allin, how impressive he is!" jim said, "yeah, darby allin is very impressive. he's violent, he's nasty, he's not a nice guy.." jon turned it around and got darby allin to the ground, "i mean, he attacked a fellow wrestler with a freakin skateboard with thumbtacks in it last week!" taz exclaimed, "well, taz maybe your guys should stay the hell out of everyones business." alyssa replied, taz glaring at her. jon picked darby allin up and threw him off the stage, his body hitting the metal post.


"oh! wow, you could hear him hit that metal post!" alyssa exclaimed, jon wiping his face. the referee immediately got down by him, checking darby allin as he laid there, not moving. jon paced back and forth, adjusting his pants. "can darby allin even continue?" jim asked, jon still pacing back and forth while shaking his head. jon yelled at the referee as he started to count for a count out.


jon shook his head and got down to ringside, the referee already at a seven count. jon bent down, his hands on his knees, "this is where i pin you, okay?" jon said, "this is where i pin you." jon told him again, darby using jon to hoist himself up. jon grabbed the back of his neck and rolled him in the ring, immediately going for a cover. darby kicked out and jon shook his head again, grabbing his arms and crossing them over each other across his neck and pulling.


jon pushed his knee into his back, darby allin groaning. jon started to tell him to quit, but of course he refused to. darby stood up as jon kept his arms in his hold, swinging darby towards him and clotheslining him. jon picked him up and punched him in the face, knocking him into the ropes. darby allin dodged jon's next punch and slapped his chest, jon letting him do it a few times before yelling and chopping darby allin in the chest, knocking him down.


jon grabbed him and picked him up but darby pushed him away, dropkicking him in the chest knocking him into the ropes. jon got up and tried to go for a hit but darby allin ducked. he went for another dropkick but jon grabbed his feet and made him fall onto his back. jon grabbed his leg and did a single-legged boston crab, kneeling on his tailbone. "tap.. come on, tap! tap!" jon yelled, "fucking tap."


jon took his knee off his tailbone and darby started to crawl towards the ropes for a rope break. but jon was quicker and pulled him back towards him, putting him in a modified chin-lock. "tap, darby.. come on, tap!" jon yelled again, but still, he refused. darby allin raised both his hands and flipped jon off, "oh my god! darby allin giving jon moxley the finger! he's definitely going to regret that.." alyssa said, jon's eyes extremely wide. that really set him off.


jon grabbed his finger and bent it to the side, making darby yell again. "moxley's gonna break his finger!" jim exclaimed, "i'm pretty sure that's the whole point, jr." alyssa said, jon picking him up and throwing him on his back. jon walked away and leaned against the turnbuckles. "i've studied mox with brian cage and he knows well." taz said, "i think mox is actually showing mercy for darby allin.." jim said. "i'm sure you're right, jr. moxley said earlier that he didn't want to end darby allin's career." alyssa said.


"he doesn't want to hurt darby allin." alyssa continued, jon walking around the ring before going to darby allin, "when i tell you to tap, you tap!" he yelled, darby allin grabbing jon's arm and pulling him towards the rope which resulted in jon hitting his throat on the top rope. "well there's darby allin's response to that." jim said, darby allin basically spearing jon through the ropes and knocking them both out of the ring. he quickly climbed on top of jon and started to punch him in the head.


"mox was smart to cover his face up, making sure he didn't get the worst out of that." taz said, darby going back in the ring as jon sat up. darby allin quickly dove out of the ring, "you could hear the impact on that one, darby's shoulders slammed into mox's midsection knocking them both down." alyssa explained, both men just laying there. darby got back in the ring as jon got on the apron, darby dropkicking jon in the chest, jon hitting his spine on the apron.


jon quickly got up and held his chest, "oh god, he's got moxley's hand up on the ring post.. oh! he's stepping on his hand!" alyssa yelled, jon groaning loudly. "that could break his hand!" jim said, the referee counting. he let go and jon jumped down, holding his hand as darby jumped off the ring post and hit jon, knocking him to the ground. "darby allin got that hand, the dominate hand of jon moxley.." alyssa said as jon sat up, holding his fingers.


jon's fingers bent, but his pointer finger was dislocated. "fuck!" jon exclaimed more to himself, "my finger!" he yelled, putting his finger back in place. he tried to shake the pain off as he got put back in the ring. jon flipped darby over his shoulder but he landed on his feet. jon tried for a paradigm shift but failed. darby kicked his lower leg, making jon stumble a bit. "nice counter by allin, i hate to admit it but it was." taz said.


"oh! code red by allin!" alyssa yelled, "cover, and a kick out from jon moxley at the last second!" alyssa exclaimed, "he almost got him! he almost won the championship!" jim yelled. "you can see the desperation in those eyes." taz said, the referee started a double count on them, "i'm telling you.. darby allin is on a different level then everybody else here in aew." jim said. "and he's only 27 years old, jr!" alyssa replied.


darby allin got to the top rope, jon rolling over in place for the move. jon suddenly got up and punched him in the back, making him fall into the turnbuckle. "moxley's gotta think about closing the deal here soon." jim said, "oh, for sure." alyssa replied, "i agree. i think jon moxley's been a little too nice to darby allin." taz said, jon suplexing darby from the top rope. "he pretty much nailed that german suplex.. but darby allin is lucky that he caught himself on his feet because that could've ended horribly." alyssa said.


both of them laid there, the referee starting to count again. the referee got to three and jon rolled over slowly, "come on bitch.." he said loud enough for the cameras to pick up, "woah, woah, woah! what the hell is wardlow doing out here?!" alyssa exclaimed, mjf's partner, wardlow came out. he started to distract the referee, jon finally got to his feet. mjf suddenly ran into the ring and hit jon hard in the head with his belt, knocking him down.


"what the hell! that wasn't fair!" alyssa yelled, mjf kissing the belt before putting it down and running away. "life's not fair, alyssa." taz said, "shut the hell up, taz i wasn't talking to you." alyssa waved him off, taz laughing as jon held his head, "right between the eyes, i love it!" taz exclaimed. "he nailed him with that belt! that was great!" taz exclaimed, jon's eyes showing a dazed look. "our referee still isn't aware that anything's happened.." alysss said.


the referee turned around and saw the both of them still on the ground. "mjf would rather face darby allin-" alyssa cut taz off, "absolutely! he's terrified of jon moxley and he should be! he made that clear!" alyssa exclaimed, "damn right! that's smart!" taz exclaimed, "go ahead, darby! you lucky bastard! get the cover!" taz yelled, darby standing up. "he's taking a lot of time getting there.." alyssa said as he got up to the top rope.


"he's gonna win it!" jim yelled, "oh! a coffin drop!" alyssa said, darby going for the cover. "a cover.. oh and a kick out from moxley! right at the last second! his hand was a centimeter from hitting that three count!" alyssa yelled, "wow, darby allin's gonna sit there and cry like a little baby." taz said as the camera showed jon, revealing all the blood that was coming from his head. alyssa's eyes widened, her protective but worried girlfriend side kicking in.


"wow, mjf split his head open!" jim yelled, "i love this, this is great." taz said, alyssa rolling her eyes, hard. "darby was bloody earlier and now it's mox all because of mjf and that damn belt." alyssa said, jon trying to get up. darby allin quickly got up, "this is awesome." taz laughed, jon pulling himself up on the ropes, his eyes wide. jon stumbled around, darby punching jon in the head knowing it was a weak spot.


"mjf took the easy way out like a bitch, he hit moxley in the head with that belt just so he can face darby allin instead." alyssa rolled her eyes, "am i surprised? no, not at all! it's mjf we're talking about!" alyssa exclaimed, "there's a dropkick to moxley, moxley staggered in the corner." jim said, darby allin quickly moving around the ring to get jon down. "back elbow from allin, knocking moxley down." taz said.


darby slowly crawled to the ropes, "i can't believe i'm saying this but i want darby allin to win this." taz said, darby getting to the top rope. "going for another coffin drop.. oh! moxley caught him and he's got him in a sleeper!" alyssa exclaimed, jon tightening his arms around darby's throat. "go to sleep! go.. go to sleep..!" jon yelled as he rolled over and got on top of darby. thirty seconds went by, "i'm really surprised that darby allin's lasted this long.. this is what's put out other opponents in the past and within ten seconds they were out.." jim said.


"tap! come on! tap!" jon yelled, "tap, you little bastard!" jon screamed, "tap!" he screamed once more, the blood dripping down his face. suddenly, darby clawed at jon's face, jon standing up with his arms still around darby. jon let go and picked him up off his feet, "moxley with that piledriver.. and a cover.. woah! a kick out from darby allin! unbelievable!" alyssa yelled.


jon slammed his hands on the mat, standing up and angrily walking around the ring. "stay down!" jon yelled, kneeling in the corner and shaking his head. "moxley's definitely thinking right now." jim said, "i think i know what he's thinking about, jr." alyssa said, "he's going to his last resort, jr. he's doing something he's dreading; the paradigm shift," alyssa continued, jon picking him up.


"there it is.. the paradigm shift. a cover.. 1,2 and 3 it's over." alyssa said, the bell ringing. jon's entrance theme blared through the arena, jon holding onto darby allin and talking to him. the cameras flashed to mjf who was backstage, shaking his head at the monitor. "mjf, as you can see is very upset." taz said. "i don't blame him! he's gotta face jon moxley now!" jim said, alyssa getting ready to close the show.


"what an amazing show we've had here ladies and gentlemen. thank you for joining us and we'll see you next week on tnt!" alyssa said, the show going off air. alyssa saw jon holding a microphone, so she stayed back. jon helped pick darby up first, helping him out. they turned his music off, jon raising the microphone up to his lips. "darby allin... you are one persistent little bastard, aren't you?" jon said out of breath, sitting on the turnbuckle "you are relentless. dude, one day.. mark my words.. i know what i'm talking about.. one day darby, you are going to be a world champion."


jon stood up and walked around the ring, "you will win many championships. but it ain't gonna be on my watch." jon said, "this is my time." jon kneeled, "one of these days.. you're gonna take me out and i know that. but today ain't that day. there's a lot of fake, disingenuous.. just any insult you can think of.. there's a lot of crappy people in the wrestling business." jon spoke truthfully, "there's a lot of bad dudes in this company that do bad things." jon stood up.


"and you.. you are a loner like me. but you can ride with me anytime you want." jon said, alyssa smiling at him. she was loving every word that he was saying but that especially, his music started up again and jon stood on the ropes, holding his belt up. alyssa smiled and walked backstage, waiting for her boyfriend in the gorilla. brandi walked up to her close friend, "you know cody and i love hearing you tell taz off every week.." brandi said, wrapping an arm around alyssa's should, alyssa laughing. "well.. he says stupid shit and i'm gonna call him out for it." she shrugged, making brandi laugh.


"jon in the doctors?" brandi asked, alyssa shaking her head. "no, he's out in the ring still." alyssa said, "well.. when you see him tell him cody and i loved the match and he did amazing. we'll be talking to darby once he gets back here." brandi said, "i will, bran." alyssa said, "alright, lyss. i'll see you soon." brandi smiled and walked away. a minute or two had went by and the curtain opened, revealing a sweaty and bloody jon.


she stood in front of him, "hey.." she said, grabbing a towel off a crate and wiping his face. "hi, babe.." jon said quietly, "come on, let's get you to the doctors." alyssa said as she wiped more blood off and grabbed his arm, walking with him to the doctors. "i'm proud of you." alyssa said, "you did so good tonight and i'm proud of you." alyssa smiled, rubbing his bicep. "thank you.." jon said as he held onto his belt, the two walking into the doctors, jon getting treated.
























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i really liked the match between darby and jon, they work really good together tbh. also mjf?? EW

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