Won't Be Moved

FCW comes back from commercial break; big Brodus Clay now occupies the ring. He has a beanie on his head, a microphone in his hand and a scowl on his face, similar to the likes of a bulldog and Bowser. Brodus looks around the arena, showered with boos he steps in the center of the ring, turning the microphone to the side before lifting it to his mouth. Deep breaths are heard from the microphone; not a single word said. The camera pans showing all of Brodus in his ring gear a black and silver singlet. In bright red letters, it reads; destroy. "As of late, I've been mad as hell. First I was robbed of NXT I dominated everyone there. Then I hear this punk and his little friend wants to talk to trash about me behind my back! Yeah I'm talking to you," Brodus says leaning over the ropes having his gaze on special guest announcer Xander Sky. Xander sat calmly in his chair looking up at the mastodon not impressed with him or the words that he is saying. He wore a blue polo shirt a scarf around his neck with denim jeans, slightly faded; his shoes were black Nike. Xander twirled his microphone in his hand as the camera went back to the angry man speaking in the ring.

"If you and your friend have anything to say you say it to my face that is if I don't break yours first! I will deal with you later; first, it is time for me to crush your friend so I can send his ass packing out of FCW. Got a problem? There is two things you can do; nothing and like it. And you know that. Chea!" Brodus says as the fans start to get riled up at his words. Brodus ignores them putting the microphone back to his mouth speaking slowly."Shut up and bring that foo out here" The microphone is now dropped to the mat as the Mastodon backs up in a corner.
A camera goes to the backstage area; Austin is coming down to the ring wearing a Batman shirt covering his red trunks. He fixes his black sleeve that he wears on his arm going up to his elbow. Before heading over to the curtain as his song plays he is held up by Sonia wanting a quick interview. "Austin in a few short moments you will be facing off against Brodus Clay in a due or die match. If you are to lose, you will be fired here tonight. Brodus had some strong words to say any thoughts and do you have a game plan coming into this match?" Sonia asks lifting up her microphone. Austin lifts the microphone up a tad, holding her hand gently, before speaking. Austin looks down at the woman having a quick laugh. "I heard what he has to say, seems I touched a nerve. The self-proclaimed Super Sexy Suplex Machine has feelings too. Before I even continue, I want to go out and say I am highly disturbed by that name. Super yes, suplex machine eh doubt that seriously. Now, I draw the line in the damn sand if that is sexy! I pride myself on being sexy and that is not sexy! My game plan is simple: do not lose or get ate or eaten out there. I dunno I sucked in English." Austin said shrugging sticking his tongue out running from behind the curtain. The fans are cheering as Brodus stands in the ring looking at him.

Xander stands to his feet to make the introduction. "Introducing first from Chicago Illinois weighing in at 190 pounds Austin Joseph!" Xander says with some enthusiasm dancing along to Austins theme.  Austin hops on the apron taking of his shirt showing his tapped up ribs Xander raises the microphone again looking at Brodus. "Already in the ring, weighing in at excessively too much, somewhere that no one cares about, Bowser. I mean Brodus Clay." Xander yawns taking a seat ringside.

"Under orders of general manger Maxine, if Austin Joseph is to lose, he will be fired from FCW," Xander adds before the match begins.


The bell sounds, Austin looks across the ring at Brodus who seems as if he has smoke coming out of his ears like a cartoon of some sort. Both men come in the center of the ring for a collar and elbow tie up, with ease Brodus tosses Austin into a corner. Austin has a shocked look on his face fixing his sleeve. Brodus cracks a half smile on his face. Austin comes back out just to be over powered again ending up on his back looking up at Brodus, his smile fades.

"Come on Foo!"
Brodus yells out letting Austin get to his feet, slapping himself in the face a few times. Walking up to, Brodus with a serious look on his face Austin calls for a test of strength. Brodus shakes his head agreeing to it, as he does Austin suckers him in for a low drop kick to the kneecap. Brodus stumbles buckling over; the smaller Austin makes quick work in throwing in some leg kicks knowing he has to the ground the big man. Brodus drops down to a knee taking in these kicks, he manages to catch one and pushes Austin over. The smaller man rolls through, he runs off the ropes gaining a head of steam for a dropkick. Brodus without any effort swats him out of the way. Austin lands on his chest grabbing his ribs in pain. Brodus makes it back to a vertical base pulling Austin up by his hair; he spins him around giving a hard shot to his ribs. The smaller man cringes in pain as he takes two more shots. Brodus hoists Austin up over his shoulders, lifting him up and down as if he were some weights. Feeling he has toyed with Austin, enough Brodus tosses the man behind him. Austin goes face first to the mat. The big man rolls him over with his white boots, one of which he presses down on the tapped up injured ribs of the man below him. Brodus taunts Austin telling the referee go for the pin.

Following orders, the referee slides down to the mat for the pin fall.
"One, Two!"
Taking a gasp for air Austin gets his shoulder off the mat. Brodus takes his foot off him and walks around the ring. Brodus whips Austin in the corner giving him a big body splash taking the wind out of him. Austin drops down to the mat, Brodus laughs picking him back up hanging the smaller man on the top rope doing more damage to Austins injured ribs. Brodus picks up the down man locking him in a bear hug squeezing with all of his might. Austin screams out in pain, his feet far from touching the ground. The referee runs over asking him if he would like to submit.


"What do you say Joseph, want to quit?"
Austin screams in pain shaking his head as Brodus adds more pressure to the bear hug. Austin starts to look that he is about to fade away, the referee lifts Austins hand up it drops down.

"One"

He lifts up the hand letting it drop down again.

"Two"

If it was to drop for a third time, the match would be over and so would Austins career in FCW. Brodus smirks to himself as he squeezes more talking trash to Austin, the crowd and Xander. The referee takes Austins hand in his going to drop it down, as it seems that it would fall for a third and final time, Austin shows some life keeping the hand up. Fans start to cheer, getting behind the smaller man who tries to battle out of the bear hug resorting to biting and smacking Brodus in the ears. Brodus drops Austin who falls down to the mat rolling out of the ring.
Brodus turns his attention over to Xander who watches the match intently, not budging at all. Brodus goes to trash talk him stepping over to the apron taking his eyes off his downed opponent.

"What you gonna do huh?"
Brodus shouts out to Xander, who points behind the shouting man. Austin makes it back to his feet; he sees Brodus is not paying attention. Taking advantage of an opportunity, he gets a hold of Brodus hanging him up for a neck breaker on the ropes. Brodus falls down to the mat with a thud, Austin holds on to the ropes. As Brodus makes it to his feet, Austin slingshots himself out of the ring hitting a huricanrana. Fans are now cheering. Using the rail as a crutch, Austin pulls himself to his feet. The referee starts his count.
"One, Two, Three" Austin runs in the ring sliding under the ropes, he lays down on the mat catching his breath ripping tape off of his ribs. He points to the outside insisting that the ref counts as fast as he could. Brodus makes it to his feet he is dazed he seems to walk with a limp, hitting his leg hard on his fall, slides into the ring at the count of six. Both competitors make it to their feet getting into a slugfest, going back and forth. Brodus dishes out shots to the face and ribs. This sends Austin off against the ropes. Coming back Austin hits a forearm; this just barely budges the big man. Going for it again, Austin takes a head butt to the ribs falling to the mat. Xander looks over in the ring; he stands to his feet getting a better view. Brodus goes to slam Austin and catches a kick to the head. Brodus stumbles before taking a Superkick; he still does not go down to the dismay of Austin. Austin looks at the big man giving him yet another Superkick, Brodus teeters back and forth, with one last kick the man goes down to the mat. Austin falls into the pin.

"One, Two!"
Brodus manages to get a leg on the rope; he then powers Austin off him going over the referee. Austin slaps his hand on the mat, pulling off his sleeve throwing it in the face of Brodus wanting to get a mental edge on him, since he is lacking in strength, with a major size difference

"You want me fired, come on!"
Austin shouts out to Brodus who gets up charging at Austin. Brodus misses the faster Austin who sticks in moves. Brodus goes back on the attack, and Austin ducks sending Brodus over the top rope. Brodus lands at the feet of Xander, who cracks a laugh, shaking his head at the man at his feet. Brodus stands up turning his gaze to Xander, both men have an exchange of words.

"You think that was funny?"

"Actually yeah I do. Can I offer you a Twinkie, can of slim fast a breath mint maybe?"
Brodus and Xander stands face to face, Brodus then shoves Xander down in his chair. Xander falls over in his chair and Brodus laughs hearing the referees count at eight. The big man barely makes it in the ring and eats a tornado DDT almost immediately. Both men are down on the mat for a moment. Brodus makes it to his feet, soon after so does Austin who tries to whip him in the corner, the stronger Brodus does not budge an inch, and Austin tries again almost throwing out his back in the process. Brodus shakes his head with a laugh giving Austin a hard closeline, still holding on to Austins arm. Yanking Austin up by the arm, Brodus sends Austin face and chest first into the turnbuckle. Brodus backs up a few feet before charging at Austin going for a big splash, Austin moves out of the way in time, having the big man to collide with the turnbuckle. Turning Brodus around Austin starts to lay in leg shots to Brodus trying to knock the big man down. With a quick boot to the head, Brodus falls down in the corner. Paying caution to the wind Austin points to the crowd getting cheers from the fans going for a Senton tossing his frame against Brodus. Brodus eyes glaze over like doughnuts as he lies down on the mat. Austin makes it to his feet; he picks up one of the massive legs of Brodus kicking at it. Austin yanks at it before slamming it against the mat. Brodus yells in pain feeling his leg slam against the mat. Dropping to his knees Austin tries to roll Brodus over to the center of the ring so he can continue his attack of the leg of Brodus. Seeming to be going for a variation of an Indian Deathlock Austin tries to weaken up one of the massive legs before him. Using his good leg Brodus kicks Austin off sending him back into a corner. Xander is now up to his feet, a little shaken up; he fixes his clothes and runs to where Austin is. Austin looks over at Xander, then back at Brodus getting to his feet. Austin runs giving him a hard kick to the leg, being heard around the arena Austin does it again, the camera shows the leg of Brodus turning a beat red. Getting Brodus back down to a knee Austin uses the knee of Brodus to hit an enzuguri to the back of the head of the mastodon.  Grabbing a leg Austin manages to lock in a single leg Boston Crab

"Do you give up Brodus?" The referee asks Brodus who squirms towards the ropes
"Tap out you, you big idiot!"
Xander shouts out to Brodus telling the referee to ask him. The referee kneels down asking Brodus does he submit. Brodus shakes his head in pain going to reach for the ropes. Almost getting the needed rope break Xander pulls back at the bottom rope far enough to have it out of the reach of Brodus. Xander lets the rope go as the referee looks at him and he lifts up his hands playing innocent. Brodus shouts out in pain that he is going to hurt Xander.

Xander backs up from the ring for a moment. Brodus goes back for the rope Xander pulls back on the rope keeping it out of the grasp of Brodus. Seething in pain Brodus has no choice but to tap out. The bell sounds the referee raises Austins hand up in victory, Austin seeing Brodus trying to make it to his feet; he quickly slides out of the ring going to where Xander is standing.

"Here is your winner, Austin Joseph!" Xander says into the microphone lifting up Austin's hand in victory. Austin's song starts to play again on the P.A System; Xander starts to dance again to the song, singing along.  He see's Brodus making it up to his feet. Xander hops on the apron getting into the ring he slaps Brodus in the back of the head, Xander smirks taking his eyes off Brodus. Brodus regains his composer he grabs Xander by his throat, before he could squash Xander with his massive frame, Austin slides in the ring giving Brodus a chop block Brodus drops Xander falling down to the mat. Austin slides out of the ring pulling Xander out with him. Both men look at a down Brodus with a laugh heading to the back.

"I'm bringing Sexyback!"