After Dark 11: JAC Versus Slash

("Wait, no formatting for JAC this time?"

I mean, it's all Survivor JAC this episode. Whenever there are multiple JAC's in an episode, the color coding matters.

Plus color coding is obnoxious to deal with when you lag.)

Richard Biggs: Welcome to another fascinatingly brutal episode of After Dark. We will be featuring the final After Dark match of the year when JAC faces off against Slash.

Richard Littles: And don't forget tomorrow is the final Paper view of the year before End of the World! That will be, if things go according to their plans, Swillow versus JAC, but first they have to beat either half of the dino power group.

Richard Woods: This is an After Dark match, for the Darkest Belt, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, standing in at five foot seven, he is trying to weigh in at 140 pounds. He is the Survivor. He is the Darkest Champion, JAC!

Despite the music playing, JAC hadn't been seen. Until Slash threw him out towards the ramp.

Richard Biggs: The brawl is already underway.

Richard Littles: He must have been caught with a sneak attack.

JAC turned around, and slapped Slash across the face. Slobber flew, before he grabbed her muzzle, stilled it, and gave a strong punch to her nose. He got her into a headlock, and kept punching at her cranium while moving towards the ring.

She slipped - a canine head wasn't meant for a headlock, and pushed him forward. She twisted around, used her rear legs, and bucked him into the chest hard enough to send him flying into the metal of the ring apron, and the metal clanged. JAC grabbed his back, and grunted, before sliding into the ring.

Slash rolled into the ring.

The match began.

Slash ran at JAC, but JAC lifted her onto his shoulders, and using her momentum, cartwheeled so he'd smash her on her back.

Richard Biggs: Starting early with shell shock.

JAC hooked a leg.

Richard Short: One, two-

Slash kicked out. The Survivor JAC picked up Slash, and put her on his shoulders again. He put a hand on rump and back of neck, before slamming Slash down again.

Richard Short: One, two-

Slash kicked out at two and a half.

JAC put Slash over his shoulders again, but Slash slipped off of him and bit his calf. JAC fell to a knee, his nerves screaming, before Slash thwacked the back of his head with her head. As he crumpled to the floor, the referee began yelling at Slash, albeit, she didn't care.

Richard Biggs: Absolutely awful offence.

Richard Littles: Some have heard of getting beat five ways to Sunday, but JAC's not waking up until Sunday.

Blood trickled from the back of JAC's head, staining his matted hair crimson. He stood up again, using the ring ropes for the assist, until he saw Slash barreling towards him. JAC sidestepped, and she jumped out onto the ring apron. He put a hand on her butt and leg before dragging her over the ropes towards the ring. Only her wrists were exposed, but she was clinging to the ropes for dear life. He twisted around, wrapped an arm around her waist, and dropped her hindquarters onto the mat.

As the mat bounced, Slash screamed before flipping over.

Richard Littles: The sophisticated low blow!

"Shhh..." JAC said, before putting a leg down between Slash's. He twirled around, and dropped into a figure four leglock.

Slash grunted, and scooted on her butt and hands towards the ropes, but JAC pulled back, almost like a see saw of power, as their legs were combined.

Slash breathed in through her nostrils, and tried to assuage the pain any way necessary. Then she attempted to roll over to one side. JAC countered by waving his arms around to move in the opposite direction, but she kept pushing on.

Marshmallow reached over, bit Slash's nape, and dragged her to the rope.

Richard Short ran over to yell at Marshmallow, but told JAC, "One, two, three-"

JAC released.

Richard Biggs: Already seeing the Ghost interference in this match up.

Richard Littles: JAC has five seconds to release any hold while they're at the ring ropes.

JAC stood in the middle of the ring, daring Slash to come at him. He got into a squat.

Slash rushed at him, but he picked her up into a power slam. Her back hit the mat, and she grunted, before he got into a belly to belly mount with her. Quick shift, his knees were at either side of her gut, and he stood over her.

Slash attempted to punch him, but he grabbed her wrists with his hands, and forcefully attempted to pin her.

Richard Short: One, two-

Slash was able to push against him for her left shoulder. Then, her back feet rose up and raked JAC across the back, before she headbutted him in the gut. A grunt. He stood up and staggered backwards, before Slash ran at him.

He jumped for a spear, but she grabbed him, head in arm, before kicking his leg underneath her. He fell forward onto his face.

Richard Biggs: The dentist didn't recommend that.

Richard Littles: He's going to be splitting up shards of tooth after that one.

JAC fell limp. Slash went for the cover. JAC kicked out by the count of one, leaving Slash more than a little annoyed.

She walked up to the top rope, before jumping backwards in a moonsault. She splashed onto JAC, and waited for the count.

Richard Short: One, two-

JAC kicked out. Slash groaned, and roughly shoved him out of the ring.

As his body hit the floor, it jolted JAC to action. He crawled, before grabbing the barricade as a way to maneuver around the arena. Stopping for a rest, JAC sat at the announcer's desk.

Richard Littles: JAC, quick question, what's the difference between the Reaper and the Survivor.

Survivor JAC: The difference is the Reaper will relentlessly seek revenge, I relentlessly avoid revenge.

Richard Littles: As in you don't partake in revenge.

Slash ran from the apron and jumped onto their table. JAC slid off in time to avoid being run over.

Survivor JAC: No, as in I avoid people who want revenge.

JAC crawled onto the table, and grabbed a leg, before putting Slash over his shoulders in air raid position. He jumped in the air, before smashing Slash into the table.

JAC rolled back towards the ring, beating the ten count at seven.

At nine, Slash still was on the ground...

The lights shut off as red eyes filled the mega screens. JAC's eyes widened, as he saw the red eyes from his promos all around.

"I'm not ready," JAC said. "We have to wait until Swillow-"

He stared at the red eyes as they filled him in with their crimson essence, and he realized he had no choice. "Yes..."

The lights returned to normal.

Richard Woods: Your winner, by count out, JAC!