[Cartwright] vs Hiro Shin-Mozas (Last Man Standing)

[Cartwright]

The crowd cheers Hiro on as he doubles Cartwright over with a kick to the gut, setting himself up to deliver a massive amount of pain to The Boss.

But as Hiro prepares to lift Cartwright, Cartwright holds on to Hiro's right leg with both hands, making it difficult to get The Boss in to the right position.

Cartwright looks to save himself by standing up straight and kneeing Hiro in the crotch!

 

[HiroShinMozas]

Hiro was caught in a struggle with Cartwright, trying to pull him up and ysnk him off an already weakened leg, but it was no use. Hiro grip would weaken quickly as Cartwright broke free and stood straight up, a knew meeting the nether region of the Cuban and paralyzing him. He stood there on weakened legs, his hands covering his crotch and an incredibly pained expression on his face. The loud boos and garbage tossed at Cartwright would follow soon after.  

[Cartwright]

Cartwright thinks that if the fans didn't like that, they really won't like what he wants to do next.

The Boss sees the state that Hiro is in, it's time for the finishing blow!

Cartwright lifts Hiro up in a torture rack position, as he prepares to drop Hiro on to the thumbtacks with his Burning Hammer Cartwright Crash!

 

[HiroShinMozas]

There was nothing left in Hiro to stop Cartwright from lifting him up, finding himself in position for the torture rack...but he wouldn't stay there for long. He tried very weakly to struggle while up, but it was no good as Cartwright would drive him straight down into the tacks, several driving themselves into his head, stomach, back, arms and legs -- little was left protected as the Ethnic Enigma was turned into the true definition of a pincushion. The booing intensified as the ref quickly began his count again. This was a horrifying display now.  

[Cartwright]

Cartwright rests an arm across the top rope as he once again admires his work, it's like a sick live art piece to The Boss, who enjoys listening to the referee count Hiro out!

 

[HiroShinMozas]

Hiro's body begins to convulse as the ref gets to a five count, it seems as though muscle spasms perhaps were driving Hiro, brought upon by the effect of a hundred little fire ant bites...or in this case, punctures from tacks. As the ref reached eight, to the shock of everyone but perhaps not Cartwright, Hiro began to shake his way to his hands and knees...and to the nine count came just his knees, and just before the ref counted to ten, Hiro would stand once more...and immediately collapse to the ground, driving more tacks into his body and causing a silence to over take the crowd, giving the ref yet another unfortunate opportunity to start his count.  

[Cartwright]

Cartwright shakes his head as he leaves the ring.

The Boss grabs a steel chair from the ringside area with a look of annoyance on his face, he's bored now!

Cartwright slides back in to the ring while carrying the steel chair.

Cartwright: "You made me do this!
This is for your own good!
This is all your fault!"

What follows is a disgusting display, as Cartwright aims chair shot after chair shot at Hiro's body until he stops moving!

 

[HiroShinMozas]

All that would go through Hiro's mind was the good times. Whether or not it was purely debauchery or genuine friendship, Hiro owed so much to Cartwright and had hoped when he returned they could bury the past of 2016 a d become friends again. Here they were, however-- eight years later, and Cartwright was about to end Hiro's career once again. A few tears escaped Hiro's eyes as he started to stir again at the count of seven, getting to his hands and knees at eight as Cartwright re-entered the ring. The fans cried out in defiance as a shot hit against Hiro's back with the chair. The ref screamed at Cartwright, scolding him as the match was close to ending, but the boss ignored as a second shot smashed against the back of Hiro's head, driving more tacks into his face, causing a pool of dark red blood to form beneath him. A third shot to the injured arm. Another to his legs. Another to the back, second to the arm. Finally the ref screamed "ENOUGH!" and went to call for the bell -- but Cartwright wouldn't let him, demanding he count to ten.

...and so he did. For an uncomfortable, depressing, harrowing, and unnecessary ten seconds, the ref would count Hiro down. There was no movement. The bell would ring, and Cartwright had defeated Hiro Shin-Mozas tonight  

[Cartwright]

The crowd loudly boos as Cartwright orders the referee to raise his right hand up in victory, meanwhile he raises his left hand up with the steel chair to show how damaged it is after being used against Hiro.

Howard Finkel: "Here is your winner of the Last Man Standing match...CAAARTWRIIIGHT!"

Cartwright looks happy and proud of himself, he said he was going to destroy Hiro tonight and he has.

The leader of Cartwright Strong Style has shown everyone how to get the job done.

Cartwright isn't concerned about his past friendship with Hiro for one second, he would never dare to associate with what Hiro has become.

 

[HiroShinMozas]

Several trainers, staff doctors, refs, and EMTs would come rushing from the back with a stretcher and several bags. Cartwright, the man that paid their salary and put them into this emergency mess, was a part of the background as they focused in on Hiro Shin Mozas. It was within seconds that they had swarmed the ring, putting on gloves and covering their faces, and began to extract Hiro carefully from the blood and pile of tacks he was nestled into. They would turn him over on to a cot and began to drag it across the ring away from the destruction and of course, from Cartwright as well. Amongst the blood and metal were three teeth which had been knocked out by Cart's head shot, and impossible to see the nakes eye -- tears. There were several fans in tears as Hiro entered their line of sight at ringside, others silently staring into the ring in disgust and contempt at the still posing Cartwright. It wasn't often that something like this, so dangerous and so disgusting, would truly happen to the degree it did. Hiro's body was swelling and he was bruised, unconscious and bleeding profusely from a gash on his head and little drops escaping his mouth.

To the average person, they were sure he was dead. To the average fan, they knew they wouldn't see him again. However, to the few that carried the will that had fueled Hiro his whole life, they knew the be-all, end-all truth...this wouldn't be it. This was not the end of Hiro Shin-Mozas, as one way or another, the man would always come around. Where there was a will, there was a way.