Reed quickly runs back inside the ring and goes toe to toe with his opponent, punch after punch until he counters his opponent next punch and he throws his opponent into the ropes. His opponent bounce back to him and with a extended shoulder he delivers a clothesline, causing his opponent to fall on the mat.

"What a vicious clothesline by the challenger!" The commentator shouts from the commentary table below the ring.

Reed drags his opponent to the middle of the ring and goes for the cover. The referee starts to count, "1... 2..." and his opponent kicks out.

"The will of Jason, that's what makes him a formidable champion." The commentator says.

Reed stands up and picks up Jason from the ground. He pulls Jason to the corner and starts punching him, each punch hits the champion straight to face.

Reed then runs to the opposite side of the corner, gesturing for Jason to get ready. As Reed charges towards Jason in the corner, Jason suddenly dodges out of the way, causing Reed to crash into the turnbuckle. Jason seizes the opportunity and quickly climbs up to the second rope. With the crowd cheering in anticipation, Jason leaps off, executing a perfect flying elbow drop onto Reed's chest.

The impact echoes through the arena as Reed writhes in pain on the mat. Jason goes for the cover, and the referee starts the count, "1... 2..." but Reed manages to kick out just in time, to the surprise of everyone in the venue.

The crowd roars in anticipation and starts to chants, "Let's go Jason!" Then the other half of the crowd starts to chant, "Let's go Reed!"

The energy in the venue is electric as both wrestlers are giving it their all. Jason gets back on his feet first, pulling Reed up with him. With a fierce look in his eyes, Jason whips Reed into the ropes and as Reed rebounds back, Jason catches him and delivers a thunderous spinebuster in the center of the ring.

The impact of the move reverberates, and the crowd gasps at the sheer power and intensity displayed by the champion. Jason doesn't waste a moment as he lifts Reed up again, signaling for his finishing move, the "Champion's Fury." A powerbomb style that lift his opponent over his head and throws him on the mat with incredible force.

With a resounding thud, Reed hits the mat after the devastating "Champion's Fury" by Jason. The crowd erupts in cheers as Jason goes for the cover. The referee starts the count, "1... 2..." And Reed kicks out, causing the venue to erupts in shock.

"Oh... My... God!" The commentator shouts in surprise. "Reed kicks out!"

Jason, visibly frustrated by Reed's resilience, starts to devise a new strategy. He backs off momentarily, catching his breath while keeping a watchful eye on Reed. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the next move in this thrilling championship match.

Reed slowly begins to stir, his eyes locked on Jason, pain etched across his face. With a sudden burst of energy, Reed gets back on his feet, ready to face the champion again.

Jason waits for the perfect opportunity to execute his signature move, a running spear that will destroy his opponent. As he sees the perfect opportunity, Jason quickly charges towards Reed with incredible speed.

Reed notices his opponent running towards him, with a sudden burst of energy, he quickly rushed towards his Jason, ready to execute his own finishing move "Lancelot."

As the two wrestlers collide in the center of the ring, Reed manages to counter Jason's spear attempt with a lightning-quick move. With a powerful twist of his body, Reed catches Jason mid-charge and hoists him up mid air, transitioning seamlessly into the "Lancelot."

The crowd erupts in amazement as Reed drives Jason down to the mat with the "Lancelot." The impact shakes the ring, and Jason lies motionless on the canvas.

"What a counter by the challenger!" The commentator stands up in shock.

Reed slowly goes for the cover, and the referee starts the count.

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The bell rings, signaling the end of the match. The crowd goes wild with excitement as Reed stands victorious in the center of the ring, crowned as the new champion. Fans are cheering and clapping, stunned by the incredible back-and-forth battle they witnessed.

"Here is your winner... And the new! RPW World Champion! Reed Chaos!"

The referee gesture for the staff to hand over the belt to him, he then walks over to Reed only for Reed to pull the belt from him and pushed him away.

"So much for being a champion..." The commentator speaks with disappointment.

Even if he's the new champion, he still needs to act as a heel, he's still a heel, and he loves being a heel.

As Reed stands tall with the championship belt held high above his head, a sinister smile creeps across his face. He looks down at Jason, who is still recovering from the devastating "Lancelot" move, and then turns his attention to the bewildered audience.

Pointing at the fallen champion with a sense of arrogance, Reed basks in the chorus of boos and jeers raining down upon him. He revels in the role of the villain, savoring the moment as he soaks in the negative energy from the crowd.

As the realization sinks in for the fans that their beloved hero has been dethroned by this cunning and ruthless competitor, the atmosphere in the venue shifts to one of disbelief and displeasure.

Reed continues to taunt the crowd, relishing every moment of his victory as he exits the ring with the championship belt draped over his shoulder. The camera captures his smug expression, solidifying his status as the despised heel and the hottest indie wrestler of all time.

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"Congratulations, Reed." The bald man stands up from staff table to hug him. "The crowd loved you for a moment there, are you sure you don't want to turn face?"

Reed chuckles as he shakes his head, "Nah Ken, being the bad guy suits me just fine. The more they hate me, the more fun it is."

The bald man nods understandingly, knowing that Reed thrives on the controversy and attention his heel persona brings. "Well, you know what they say, any reaction is a good reaction in this business."

Reed nods in agreement, a mischievous glint in his eye. He knows that being the heel means he gets to stir the pot, push boundaries, and create some of the most memorable moments in the ring.

"Congratulations, Reed!" Someone hugs him from behind. Reed turns around to see who it is and saw his long time friend, Melissa.

"Melissa, you made it!" Reed exclaims, flashing a genuine smile at his friend. He embraces her tightly, grateful for her support throughout his journey in the wrestling world.

"I wouldn't miss it," Melissa replies, beaming with pride. "You were incredible out there. The way you play the villain is just electrifying."

Reed chuckles, "Well, someone's gotta keep things interesting, right?"

Together, they walk towards the locker room, sharing stories and reminiscing about the ups and downs of Reed's career. Melissa has always been there for him, offering both encouragement and a dose of reality when needed.

As they reach the locker room, the atmosphere is buzzing with excitement and chatter. Reed's fellow wrestlers congratulate him on his victory, some patting him on the back while others exchange playful banter.

"Congratulations, Reed." Jason stands frok the chair, still holding his neck. "My neck still sore from that Lancelot."

Reed flashes a smirk at Jason, showing a hint of respect amidst their rivalry. "Thanks, Jason. You put up a good fight out there. But you know how it goes in this business. It's all about the thrill of competition."

Jason nods, acknowledging the camaraderie between them despite their on-screen personas. "Yeah, no hard feelings. You earned that win fair and square. It's an honor being your last opponent."

Reed's eyes him confusedly, "Last opponent? What do you mean?" He asked, feeling a little lost for a moment.

"Wait.. Kennedy didn't tell you?" Jason asked.

"Ken? No, he just congratulated me." Reed respond, caressing the belt draped on his shoulder.

Jason takes a moment to collect his thoughts before explaining, "I heard some rumors going around backstage. They're saying this might be your last match with us. That you might be getting called up to the big leagues soon."

Reed's expression changes as the news sinks in. He runs a hand through his hair, processing the information. "Called up? I mean, it's always been the dream, but... I didn't think it would happen so soon."

Jason pats him on the back reassuringly. "Hey, if anyone deserves it, it's you. You've put in the work, paid your dues. This is your time."

Melissa chimes in, her eyes reflecting pride and excitement. "Reed, this is incredible news! Think about the opportunities that could come your way. You could reach a whole new level of success."

Reed looks around at the supportive faces of his friends and fellow wrestlers. The reality of the moment hits him, a mix of emotions rushing through him. "I... I need to talk to Ken about this. If it's true, it's a game-changer."

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As he navigates through the bustling backstage area, his mind is racing with thoughts of what the future might hold if the rumors are true.

He finally spots Kennedy deep in conversation with some of the producers, a serious expression etched on his face. Reed approaches him, trying to contain his excitement.

"Ken, can we talk for a minute?" Reed asks, trying to keep his voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside him.

Kennedy nods, excusing himself from the group and motioning for Reed to follow him to a quieter corner of the backstage area. As they find a more private spot, Reed jumps straight to the point.

"Is it true? Am I really being called up to the big leagues?" Reed's voice filled with uncertainty.

Kennedy looks at Reed with a knowing smile, a glint of pride in his eyes. "Yes, Reed. It's true. They've been impressed with your work, and they see potential in you to make a significant impact at the next level."

Reed stands there, stunned by the confirmation he had just received. The magnitude of the news starts to sink in as he looks at Kennedy, a mix of disbelief and excitement evident on his face.

"I... I don't know what to say," Reed finally manages to reply, his voice tinged with a sense of gratitude. "This is huge, Ken. I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me."

Kennedy places a hand on Reed's shoulder, a gesture of both mentorship and friendship. "You've worked hard for this, Reed. This is your moment to shine on a bigger stage. I have no doubt you'll make us all proud."

As Reed absorbs the weight of this new chapter in his wrestling career, a sense of determination begins to rise within him. The realization that he's earned this opportunity through years of dedication and hard work fills him with a renewed sense of purpose.

"Thank you, Ken. I won't let you down," Reed says, his voice filled with resolve.

Kennedy nods, his confidence in Reed evident. "I know you won't. Just keep being the same passionate, hard-working wrestler that got you here in the first place. The rest will follow."

"What about my championship belt?" Reed asked, pointing at the belt on his shoulder.

"You won't need it anymore, I just want you to know what it feels like to win a championship in front of the crowd." Kennedy says, grabbing the title from Reed's shoulder. "Your story is far from over, kid. Go and make RPW proud in the big leagues."

As the weight of leaving his newly acquired championship belt behind sinks in, Reed realizes that this moment symbolizes a new beginning— a chance to prove himself at a higher level, to show the world what he's made of. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for the challenges and opportunities that lie ahead in the big leagues.