No Limits 2013

["Rise" by Stonethorne is playing over the PA as the opening video plays.]

Chris Caudill: Welcome to PWX NO LIMITS!

Ricky Cravate: This is our last night on NBC Sports Network-and what a way to go out!

Chris Caudill: Tonight, it's GOLDEN DREAMS! Six men will enter, with five different title opportunities on the line!

Ricky Cravate: Not to mention, its 50 Shades of Pain for the World Champion!

Chris Caudill: World Champion Darin Zion and Jessica Harmony finally go one on one!

Ricky Cravate: Plus, the New Age look to gain some revenge against Hollywood and Silkk in singles matches tonight!

Chris Caudill: Will James Silkk be "reborn" and win the Evolution Championship tonight?

Ricky Cravate: Let’s send it to ringside, for our first of three Championship Matches!


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PWX HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
PWX Hybrid and Tag Team Champion VICTOR JACE
versus
"Mr. Controversy" TIMOTHY HUNT

Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is your PWX No Limits OPENING MATCH-and it is for the PWX Hybrid Championship!

[“We are the Others” by Delain hits the PA System.]

Alexis Lace: Introducing first, the challenger…Mr. Controversy…TIMOTHY HUNT!!

[Black and gold lights shine on the stage as the music begins to play on the loud speakers. Timothy walks out and walks towards the ring. He ignores the boos that are echoing out towards him and he gets in the ring. Timothy looks up at the stage and waits for his opponent, ignoring the crowd as the boos continue]

Chris Caudill: His affiliations have led to a general distaste from our fans.

Ricky Cravate: If you listened-you would of heard a smattering of cheers. I’m pretty sure our fans respect this man for all his hard work lately!

Alexis Lace; His opponent….

[“Spit it Out” hits the PA system]

Alexis Lace: He is the reigning and defending PWX Hybrid Champion..VICTOR JACE!!

[Spit it out' begins to play over the loud speaker as the lights turn blue, shrouding the entire arena in a creepy glow. A rather bulky image can be seen standing at the head of the ramp, his arms resting on his side as the lights come back on, revealing Victor Jace and his constantly sadistic smile. With an arrogant strut, he begins his descent to the ring, climbing up the stairs and going inbetween the ropes as the fans begin to show their hatred for him. With a proud loon on his face, he stands on the middle rope, leans towards the crowd, and yells at them while waiting his opponent.]

Chris Caudill: These fans hate Jace-with a passion.

Ricky Cravate: Can you blame him. He’s just coasted his way into a title run here in PWX-and than just stopped caring.

Chris Caudill: We have Timothy Hunt, a former Hybrid Champion in one corner

Ricky Cravate: And opposing him-we have Victor Jace. This PWX veteran is a former Evolution Champion, one half of the Tag Team Champions-and currently the Hybrid Champion as well.

Chris Caudill: I know PWX management hasn’t been happy with Victor’s attitude as of late-but when you hold 2/5 of the gold in the company, it sometimes warrant a bit of an attitude!

[The bell rings as the two lock up in the center of the ring. Jace takes Hunt over with a side head lock-but Hunt rolls out of it. The two get to their feet-and Jace again goes behind Hunt, and this time hits a nice takedown, before floating over into a front chancery. The fans begin getting behind Hunt-as Victor Jace applies the pressure to Hunt's neck. Hunt gets to a knee-and Jace lets go, only to nail a hard knee to the head of the former Hybrid Champion. He drops another knee across his chest-and goes for a quick cover:

ONE---KICKOUT!

Hunt kicks out before two, and Jace picks him up-and shoots him into the ropes and catches him with a spine buster. He quickly rolls up Hunt again:

ONE!

TWO--KICKOUT!]

Ricky Cravate: Jace would LOVE to make quick work of Timothy Hunt and send him packing. Rumors of Hunt’s pending retirement probably has gotten under Jace’s skin!

Chris Caudill: Think of the story though. A month left on his contract, and he wins the Hybrid Championship-one that he questionably should of never lost!

[In the ring, Jace picks up Hunt and shoves him into the corner. He rushes him with a fury of strikes-before delivering a hard elbow strike to the head. Hunt falls to a knee-and leans into the middle ropes. Jace uses the opprotunity to pick him up-and drop him with a hangman across the top rope. He follows that up with a belly to belly suplex-and a quick pinfall attempt:

ONE!

TWO!

TH--KICKOUT!]

Chris Caudill: This match has been all Jace.

Ricky Cravate: Hunt needs to get back in it.

[In the ring, Jace lifts him up-and shoots him to the ropes. He runs after him-but Hunt holds the ropes and sending Jace to the floor. The fans cheer loudly as Hunt runs the ropes-and dives through with a suicide dive-crashing into Jace on the floor. They begin to hit the railing-as Hunt gets to his feet-and smirks as he puts the boots to Jace, just laying in the attack. He picks him up-and bashes his head into the steel ring steps-soaking up the adoration from the crowd. The fans begin to rally behind him as he climbs up the steps, and delivers a hard boot to the back of his head. Jace screams in pain as he stumbles back-and Hunts comes off the apron with a diving lariat. The ref orders them to get into the ring, and Hunt slides in. He pauses for a second before rolling back out to the floor to continue the revenge. The ref begins his count.

1.....

Hunt picks up Jace, and throws him into the railing, before delivering a hard kick to the chest.

2.....

He picks him up-and drapes him across the railing, He goes for a Yazuka kick, but Jace ducks and grabs Hunt by the back of the head-and drives him down onto the railing.

3.........

4........

Jace gets up-and climbs over the railing, crawling toward the ring. Hunt gets up and drops an elbow across the back of his head.

5......


6............

7...........

Hunt locks in a crossface type submission, on the floor-and Jace begins tapping out. The ref doesn't acknowledge it though, because they're not in the ring.]

Chris Caudill: This isn’t falls count anywhere Timothy! You need to get him in that ring!

8................

9.................]

Chris Caudill: Remember folks, PWX holds a 20 count on the floor for all title matches!

Ricky Cravate: And I don’t think Hunt cares about it. He’s sending a message not only to Victor Jace, but to the rest of the Hybrid Division!

[On the floor, Hunt lets the hold go, and smiles as he picks up Jace by the arm-and drops him with a neckbreaker across his leg.

10............

He picks him back up-and slams him head first into the apron, before delivering a hard series of shots to the back. He goes to shoot him up the ramp-but Jace reverses it and knocks Hunt down with a hard lariat. Both men collapse to the floor as the crowd begins to get behind Hunt. Jace rolls on the floor-holding his arm in pain.

11..........

12..........

Jace gets to his feet first, and is soon followed by Hunt. He rolls into the ring-and Hunt follows him in. Jace goes on the attack, delivering a pair of kicks to the back of Hunt. He lifts him up-but with only one arm. Weakened, he shoves Hunt into a corner, and drives his shoulder into Hunt's ribs. He than lifts him up onto the turnbuckle-but Hunt fights out of it, delivering a kick to the injured arm. He hits Jace with a tornado DDT out of the corner, and quickly rolls into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!

Jace is able to roll the good shoulder up-but barely. Hunt lifts him up and IMMEDIATELY drops him with a uranage slam. He quickly locks in the Storyteller-as Jace screams in pain.

Chris Caudill: He’s dead center of the ring..this is it!

[After several seconds, Victor Jace taps out and the bell rings as his music reprises.]

Chris Caudill: NEW CHAMPION!


Alexis Lace: Here is your winner..and the NEW PWX Hybrid Champion..TIMOTHY HUNT!

WINNER: Timothy Hunt via submission @ 12:30

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PROVING GROUND MATCH
CHRISTIAN RHODES vs ALEX CASTELLANOS

Alexis Lace: The following is a Proving Ground Match! Introducing first…..ALEX CASTELLANOS!!

[The ring is set up and ready for the match as the lights in the place turn to a gold hue as "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps hits and the fans go wild with cheers as the man representing them tonight, Alex Castellanos, heads out from the back looking completely in the zone and ready to go as he heads down the ramp. Alex heads past the fans who pat his back as he heads up the ramp, looking completely focused as he heads into the ring over to his corner as his gold turns into…

Alexis Lace: His opponent..CHRISTIAN RHODES!!

[The lights go out as "A Cross and a Girl Named Blessed" by Evans Blue plays over the PA System, and Christian Rhodes heads out from behind the curtain. The crowd is mixed as he heads into the ring and climbs in-posing on the ropes as his music fade and the house lights come back up.]

Chris Caudill: Christian Rhodes has been here before Ricky. He came up just a little short in his efforts against Matt Sage a couple weeks back. Tonight though-on a huge stage-he gets a second chance against the new comer, Mr. Alex Castellanos!

[The bell rings-as Christian offers Alex a handshake-per PWX’s code of honor. After a moment-Alex accepts it, and the two lock up in the center of the ring. Alex goes behind and takes Rhodes down with a belly to back slam-before floating over into a front face lock. Rhodes gets to a knee-and quickly pops up-snapping Alex over with a northern lights suplex:

ONE!

TW—KICKOUT!

Alex forces the kickout, and the two get to their feet. Alex smirking-almost shocked at Rhodes, who nods in respect to his elder. They lock up again-and this time Rhodes goes for a hammerlock. Alex steps out of it-reversing the hold. Rhodes goes for a kick-but Alex catches it and hits a dragon screw. He immediately follows up with an Achilles lock-looking to get a submission out of the rising star.]

Chris Caudill: Alex looking to make quick work out of Christian Rhodes tonight!

[Rhodes grabs the bottom rope-and Alex releases the hold. He slowly gets to his feet-and runs after him. Alex catches him with the Gold Standard-and sits out for the pin:

ONE!

TWO!!

THR—KICKOUT!]

Ricky Cravate: Rookie mistake by Rhodes, he ran right into that move!

[In the ring, Alex smirks and grabs the legs of his opponent-locking in a Cloverleaf submission. He has Rhodes in the middle of the ring-as he taps out feverishly. The bell rings as Alex lets the hold go-and the ref raises his hand.]

Chris Caudill: Impressive debut here for Alex Castellanos!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner…by submission..ALEX…CASTELLANOS!!!

WINNERS: Alex Castellanos via submission @ 4:45

[His music reprises as he helps Rhodes up and shakes his hand.]

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SINGLES MATCH
NIGHTHAWK vs NOAH HANSON

An expectant hush falls over the crowd as the lights dim, and Alexis Lace steps to the center of the ring as the classic microphone descends from the rafters. Grabbing it with a flourish as the sold-out crowd buzzes in anticipation, she steps forward and intones in a high soprano voice, “This next contest is scheduled for one fall with a 45-minute time limit.”

["Killin In The Name of" by Rage Against the Machine blares and Noah makes his way to the ring to a mixed reaction. He might threaten to hit a fan or two as he makes his way to the ring. As he poses in the middle of the ring a gold and green pyro waterfall goes off behind him, before he tests the ring and then sits on the top turnbuckle.]

Alexis Lace: “Introducing first, from Kansas City, Kansas and weighing in at 237 pounds…. ‘The Hollywood Blockbuster’ Noah Hanson!”

[As his opponent stands in a neutral corner the lights in the arena slowly click off, one by one, as the sold-out crowd rises to its feet in anticipation of what is to come. And as the opening strains of "Holding Out For A Hero [The Autumn Wind Intro]" by Emery boom out over the sound system Nighthawk walks out through the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp, hands on his hips as he looks all around at the sold-out crowd with the barest hint of a smile on his face. Walking down the ring, shaking hands with the fans in the first 2 rows of the building and making a special effort to shake the hands and give out hugs to the kids in the front row as behind him blue-and-white Roman columns of fireworks go off, the "Wrestling Machine" finally gets to the ring and stands on the top turnbuckle while raising his left hand above his head.]

Alexis Lace: “His opponent, from the fighting city of Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 pounds please welcome ‘The Master of 1000 Holds’…… ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

Ricky Caudill: “And our next match here at No Limits is a very interesting one. Noah Hanson, a veteran with a lot of international experience, faces Nighthawk, a veteran with a lot of international experience. You won’t see anyone make any rookie mistakes here, that’s for sure.”

Chris Cravate: “This is true. And, Ricky, also just as important: Neither man is going to be intimidated by the other. A lot of times when a rookie faces a veteran, they are able to intimidate them and force them into stupid mistakes. I can almost guarantee you will see none of that here tonight.”

[As Nighthawk and Noah Hanson remove their ring jackets, handing them back to the seconds who take them back to the locker room, the referee rings the bell and Nighthawk offers his hand for a shake in a sign of competitive sportsmanship. Looking down at the hand with a mix of undisguised contempt and utter disgust Noah spits in Nighthawk’s hand, smirking as the Chicago native goes to wipe it off against the nearest turnbuckle. Immediately locking up with his opponent Nighthawk tries to get something going but finds himself bullied into the nearest corner, being pushed almost all the way to the top turnbuckle before the referee steps in to try and break them apart. But as he moves in the “Wrestling Machine” quickly snaps off a hanging armbar, letting go at the count of 4 before landing on his feet outside of the ring and staring a hole through Noah Hanson who is leaning against the corner shaking out his left arm. sliding back in the ring underneath the bottom rope, a look of confidence on his face as Noah Hanson continues to shake out his left arm, Nighthawk moves back into the center of the ring and goes back for a collar-and-elbow lock-up. But as they again lock up the Kansas City native is able to apply a side headlock, dragging the bone of his forearm across the jaw of the Chicago native before using the flat of his free hand to yank at Nighthawk’s nose. Shaking his finger no when the referee comes over to ask him if he wants to submit the “Man of 1000 Holds” is able to break out of the side headlock, quickly switching through into a top wristlock before turning that into a top wristlock STO.]

Ricky Cravate: “Early on, we see Noah Hanson taking liberties with Nighthawk. And every time Noah has tried it, whether it was spitting in Nighthawk’s hand or yanking at his nose when he was in that side headlock, Nighthawk has made him pay. Not with a cheap shot of any kind, but rather he has gone right to Noah’s left arm. I think the point that he is trying to make, and the point that I imagine Noah is getting closer and closer to understanding, is that there will be penalties for taking liberties.”

Chris Caudill: “Ricky, if I were Noah Hanson, I'd stop trying to get under Nighthawk’s skin. Because every time he attacks the arm, he takes away that big finishing maneuver the Ladykiller. Also, it makes the Hangman’s Clutch and the Windy City Stretch so much more effective.”

[Standing back up, continuing to shake out his left arm, Noah steps back in the center of the ring and again goes for a collar-and-elbow lockup, this time seemingly frustrated that his smaller opponent is not bending to his will in the manner he would have expected. But almost as soon as the lock up Nighthawk comes out with a wristlock, placing his thumb right in the base of the palm as he bends the wrist backwards. Trying to figure a way around this problem Noah tries to reach inside with his free hand to grab the waistband of Nighthawk’s trunks, but can’t get it as Nighthawk simply cranks harder and pulls Noah down to the mat before applying a figure-4 grip on the wristlock as he tries to further weaken his opponent’s left arm. But almost as soon as he does that Noah reaches up and snares the Chicago native in a headscissors, trying to post his elbows in between the shoulders to keep the “Wrestling Machine” right where he wants him. shaking his fingers no when the referee comes over to ask him if he wants to submit Nighthawk now begins to work on escaping the headscissors, placing his hands on Noah’s knees to slowly pull them apart as he escapes the hold. But as he turns around a frustrated Noah hauls off and bombs him with a hard forearm right to the jaw that wobbles the “Man of 1000 Holds”.]

Ricky Cravate: “Noah Hanson has been outwrestled tonight. Every time he’s tried to control the match, Nighthawk has outsmarted him. And now, Noah has had enough. The question is this: how is Nighthawk going to respond, Chris?”

Chris Caudill: “The funny thing is that when people think about Nighthawk, Ricky, they think about that fluid and smooth British style. But he has also trained in Japan extensively, so he is not out of practice in trading blows with people if that’s what he feels like he needs to do. The question is this: Will he play along with Noah Hanson’s game?”

[standing back on his feet Nighthawk mouths the words “So you don’t want to wrestle anymore?” before returning fire with a European uppercut, quickly landing a second one and then following that up with a wraparound armdrag that sends Noah Hanson to the floor. Getting a head of steam Nighthawk goes for a tornillo plancha to the floor but misses, and lands face-first on the guardrail busting his lip open. Smirking Noah rolls Nighthawk back into the ring and immediately begins to press his advantage, popping Nighthawk in the bridge of the nose with the flat of his right hand before hitting him with a sharp knee drop right across the same spot. Covering Noah increases the agony on the Chicago native by dragging the bone of his forearm right across Nighthawk’s cut lip, getting only a 2-count as he is able to quickly kick out. Continuing to press the advantage Noah rubs Nighthawk’s face into the mat some more before locking in a STF, fishhooking the mouth of the “Wrestling Machine” out of the view of the referee. shaking his fingers no even as he screams out in pain, Nighthawk finally is able to crawl to the ropes to force a break of the hold.]

Ricky Cravate: “And this is a complete reversal of fortune. After quite a lot of time spent wrestling with Nighthawk in a very deliberately-paced matchup, he forced him into making one mistake and now Noah is taking his time and just brutalizing Nighthawk.”

Chris Caudill: “But Noah has to be careful here. Nighthawk is world-renowned as one of the finest counter wrestlers in the world. He can’t be lazy.”

[Picking Nighthawk up lazily, Noah quickly finds himself snared into a cross-armbreaker by Nighthawk who quickly slides through into the Hangman’s Clutch. Yanking back on the hold Nighthawk finally lets go with an exultant yell when the referee lets him know he tapped out.]

Alexis Lace: “The Winner of the match, as a result of submission, ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

Ricky Cravate: “A huge victory for Nighthawk, Chris.”

Chris Caudill: “He’s on a big roll here in PWX. I can’t wait to see what he does next.”

WINNERS: Nighthawk via submission @ 8:18

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GRUDGE MATCH
JASON ARIES vs TRIPP SKYLARK


Alexis Lace: The following is scheduled for one fall and it is a Grudge Match!
["Personal Jesus" hits the PA as blue lights circle the arena. The fans boo as Jason Aries steps out onto the stage-smiling sadistically]

Chris Caudill: Jason Aries returned last week, and put Tripp Skylark in a world of hurt!

Ricky Cravate: And he's going to do it again tonight!

Alexis Lace: Introducing first..The Phenom..JASON ARIES!!

[The camera pans around as the crowd boos loudly. Aries slides into the ring, and poses on the ropes as his music fades out. ]
Alexis Lace: His opponent….Standing five foot nine, weighing in at almost two hundred pounds... he is the 'Pittsburgh Pothead'... The 'Technical Toker'... The "Stoned Submission Specialist'... yes, the one and only...


..... TRRRRRRIIIPPPPPP

SKKKKKYYYYYYYYYLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKK!


[The synth siren flares up, as the digits are dialed and a voice is heard loud and clear!]

" GOOD AFTERNOON, AT THE TONE, THE PACIFIC DAYLIGHT TIME WILL BE 420 EXACTLY!!!"


[CLICK! goes the phone, as the crowd begins to stand on their feet and roar! As low guttoral "GGGGEEETT EEERRRRR DOOOONNNEEE!" is heard over the PA, as the Kottonmouth King's "4-2-0" hits over the PA system! Skylark burts thru the curtain as the D-Loc and Johnny Richter drop in with their phat rhymes! Tripp himself raps right along with his hip hop hereos, doing his best to get the entire crowd joining in!]


##_ Ya know I got 2 states of mind, stoned and asleep
##_ First I hit the sweet leaf, and then I have nice dreams
##_ When I get up, I wake and bake, take a piss and shake
##_ My clock stopped at Four-twenty, what you want me to say
##_ I stay blazed all day, no matter where I’m creepin’
##_ Hot boxing on your block, and at the spot on the weekends
##_ You’ll see smoke risin’, Just who could it be
##_ It’s my rhyme and crime partner, D. dash L. O. C.

##_ Yeah that be me born and raised in the suburbs.
##_ Faded off the bud smoke blowing it at you nerds
##_ thanks Johnny Richter for your nice little hand off
##_ I got some purple Kush
##_ Did you bring the sand box?
##_ Let’s bounce some bud so we can make a little Keefe
##_ Spice up the leaf before we smoke the tree
##_ Everybody in the scene
##_ Know we blow the most dosha
##_ That's why they label us the Kottonmouth solders.

##_ At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
##_ These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper
##_ So leave those blessings rightup here upon the alter
##_ at 4-2-0 everybody’s burning Ganja!!!



[Half way down the aisleway, as the song hits his chorus, Tripp pauses, busying fumbling with his cargo shorts... pulling himself out a mighty spliff! With skills like a pro, it's lit in a instant! Taking a few big drags, Skylark quickyl passes it off the willing souls on the rail!]



##_ You’ll catch me at the Smoke-Out smoked out, dropping drinks
##_ Having a blast, not giving a fuck, doing my thing
##_ Blowing rings through the crowd, being loud and obnoxious
##_ Now the shots I did with Pak got me feelin’ kind of nauseous
##_ But I played it cool and pulled a few snaps
##_ Big fat packed bowls, and had a chicken Caesar wrap
##_ Dipping through the whole place, no where else I’d rather be
##_ Then smokin’ weed with my peeps, now I pass it to D.

##_ 24.7 Everyday every minute everybody every stoner
##_ grab your bud keep your composer
##_ beer drinkers, pill poppers, acid heads and freaks
##_ All the creatures in the street Heroin addicts and geeks
##_ Kottonmouth Kings signed a one way contract to see the world
##_ and smoke the killa chronic
##_ D-Loc said it, so don't you forget it
##_ It’s four (four), two, o and I blow endow!

##_ At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
##_ These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper
##_ So leave those blessings rightup here upon the alter
##_ at 4-2-0 everybody’s burning Ganja!!!





[With the crowd cheering and the arena banging like bud, Skylark finally stops running aroudn ringside slapping fives, signing autographs and taking shots and gets himself into the ring.]



##_ Now you might see me on a mission searching for double-vision
##_ And I ain’t no mathematician, more like a stoney musician
##_ But I get a little help from my friends when in need
##_ Hit the bubble, fuck, double, now I’m seeing in three’s

##_ 4-5-6, double dash is D
##_ I'm always drinking beer and I'm always smoking weed
##_ hanging in the streets just doing my thing
##_ putting it down for the herb with the Kottonmouth Kings

##_ All these hours and days inter-face with the planet
##_ with bubbles and bells the kush is orgasmic
##_ I transplant my mental to truly titanic fanatic levels
##_ for all you bud fiending addict
##_ the session begins right upstairs in my addict
##_ we bless it we roll it we toke it and pass it
##_ the next time you see us don’t take us for granted
##_ we’re all getting lifted just the way that we planned it


##_ At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered
##_ These anti-hero’s are just here to serve you proper
##_ So leave those blessings rightup here upon the alter
##_ at 4-2-0 everybody’s burning Ganja!!!

[A true man of the peoples. Skylark twirls center ring as the stoner rap anthem slowly fades. Dizzy as can be, Skylark stumbles into his corner, stretching a
bit before the bell rings.]



Chris Caudill: This should be an interesting match, Ricky. Both men need a win to gain some momentum.
Ricky Cravate: Yeah, last week-Tripp came up short in a match with Nighthawk and Matt Sage. Aries has been out with a knee injury for a few weeks now!

[The two circle for a bit, then they grapple, with Skylark getting a knee in the gut and a quick DDT, planting Aries on the mat. He goes for a cover, but only gets a two count. Skylark lifts Ariess head, picks him up, and whips him across the ropes. Aries arrives back, and Skylark delivers a scoop slam for another two count. Shocked, Skylark again goes to lift up Aries, but Aries responds with a rake to the eyes. Stunned, Skylark doesnt see Aries coming twoards him with a lariat. Aries goes for the pin, but only a two count.]

Chris Caudill: Lots of pinfalls going on here.

Ricky Cravate: I think this is still very much a feeling out process here Chris.

[Aries goes to whip Skylark, but Skylark reverses it and whips him back to the ropes. He goes to clothesline Aries to the outside, but Aries ducks and tries to retaliate with a heel kick, but Skylark blocks the kick. He kicks Aries in the stomach and lifts him up for a few seconds, then sends him crashing down onto his knee with a pump handle backbreaker. He hooks the leg, but Aries is able to kick out before the 3 count. He lifts him back up-and shoots him into the ropes, this time telegraphing a backdrop, and getting kicking in the face for his troubles. Aries than rocks him with an enziguri, and goes for the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR–KICKOUT!

He sighs and continues the assault, before finally lifting him up and shooting him into the corner. He nails a hard lariat in the corner, and than sends Skylark into the opposite ring post. He follows that up with a second lariat, and than drops him face first with a flatliner. He rolls Skylark into the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR–KICKOUT!!

He picks up Skylark and shoots him into the ropes. He goes for a sidewalk slam-but Skylark counters it with a head scissors takedown!]

Chris Caudill: He had to of at least rotated around him 5 or 6 times. I think I may be sick.

[On the rebound, he delivers a hard knee to the ribs, and drops Aries face first with the Mat Slam as the crowd pops loudly. He rolls Aries into the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!!

TH--KICKOUT!!]

Chris Caudill: These two are throwing everything at each other!

[In the ring-Tripp picks up Aries-and goes for a forearm shot. Aries ducks it and drops him with a neck breaker. He goes for another cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-----KICKOUT!!

Aries gets up and argues with the ref-insisting it was a three count. With his back turned, Tripp gathers his breath back-and quickly pops up-rolling Aries up with a school boy:

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!!]

Chris Caudill: Tripp did it!!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner…TRIPP…SKYLARK!!

WINNER: Tripp Skylark via pin @ 6:58

[Tripp celebrates in the ring as the crowd cheers. Aries gets to his feet-and immediately takes Tripp down with a lariat to the back of the head as he poses on the ropes. He throws him out to the floor, as the crowd boos loudly. He smirks as he follows him out-and grabs a chair from ringside, driving it into the ribs of his opponent. He lifts Tripp up-and drops him with the Aries Judgement onto the chair on the floor. The crowd boo's as medical staff comes out to check on him.]

Ricky Cravate: Jason Aries just showed this degenerate who is boss.

Chris Caudill: Cowardly attack by the former Hybrid Champion….

[The scene fades to an ad for PWX's International Tour as we fade out.]

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NO DQ MATCH
BRIAN HOLLYWOOD vs ADAM STRYKER

Alexis Lace: The following is a No DQ Grudge Match! Introducing first….ADAM STRYKER!!

[Adam Stryker comes out to the sounds of You Ain´t Nobody (´Til Somebody Hates You) by Royal Republic, quickly walking to the ring, looking angry as always and smoking a cigarette. He throws the cigarette butt on the ground before entering the ring, where he gets on the top turnbuckle and performs a cut-throat taunt. ]

Chris Caudill: Stryker looking for the biggest win of his PWX Career!

Alexis Lace: His opponent…PWX Hall of Famer…BRIAN HOLLYWOOD!!


"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed blasts over the PA system as the crowd starts busting out in cheers. A black limo pulls out close to the ramp on the left side of the arena. The limo driver steps out of the car and walks towards the back of the limo. The writing on the door is inscripted as "Mr. Hollywood." The Limo Driver then opens the door and showcases Brian Hollywood as he steps out of the car. Hollywood looks around each sides of the arena before making his way to the ramp. Walking down the ramp he extends his hands out giving out handshakes to the crowd.

Hollywood then gets to the ring and walks around the ring once looking about the crowd before walking up the ring steps. He gets in the ring and pumps up the crowd with his hands. Hollywood then walks and stretches by pulling the ropes. He then walks to a turnbuckle and leans up against it and waits for the bell]

Chris Caudill: The former World Champion has a large task ahead of him. Stryker is a man on a mission!

[Brian and Adam meet in the center of the ring and tie up. Both men jockey for position, but Adam gets the upper hand and put’s Hollywood in the corner. Adam breaks and then lays into Brian with a series of chops to the chest. He follows the assault with a pair of strikes to the head-rocking the Hall of Famer. Adam whips Hollywood out of the corner and across to the other corner. Adam charges in and nails Hollywood with a body avalanche. Stryker keeps charging and hits an opposite rope. Adam comes flying in and nails Hollywood with a yakuza kick that levels him. Hollywood rolls out of the ring and the crowd boos loudly.]

Ricky Cravate: Adam Stryker showing his dominance tonight Chris!

Chris Caudill: No doubt about it Ricky. Stryker is not letting Brian get any momentum built!

[Stryker follows Hollywood to the floor-where he gets caught with a strike to the ribs. Hollywood follows it up with a flurry of shots to the head-before slamming Stryker into the railing. The fans cheer as Hollywood delivers a knee strike to the head of Stryker-leaving him dazed on the floor. Hollywood climbs up on the apron-and dives off with a forearm strike to the head. Both men crash into the railing as the crowd pops loudly.]

Chris Caudill: Brian Hollywood trying to gain some momentum here!

[Hollywood lifts up Stryker and slams him into the apron-before sliding him into the ring. He converses with a fan at ringside for a moment-while trying to catch his breath. This moment of ego gives Adam an opening. Adam charges across the ring and dives over the top rope with a tope con hilo. Brian turns around and is leveled by Stryker’s high risk maneuver as the fans boo loudly. Adam picks up Hollywood by the head and whips him back into the ring. Adam follows Hollywood in and locks in a headlock. Brain struggles immediately and gets to a standing base rather quickly. Hollywood elbows his way out of the head lock and hits Adam with a quick DDT that leaves them both laying on the mat.]

Chris Caudill: These two are fighting with every ounce of themselves!

[Both men quickly get to their feet-and Stryker goes for a haymaker. Hollywood blocks it and scoops up Adam and hits him with a body slam. Brian follows it up with a quick leg drop. Hollywood picks up Adam and hooks him into an abdominal stretch. The ref checks on Adam to see if he wants to tap. Hollywood reaches back to put more torque on the hold-as Adam flails wildly with the added pressure on his abdominals. Brian wrenches back again and then let’s go.]

Ricky Cravate: One half of the New Age is reeling here tonight!

[Hollywood takes it to Stryker with a few big clubs over the back. Hollywood grabs Stryker’s legs and pulls them out from under him. Stryker struggles against Brian’s attempt to get him into a high angle boston crab. Stryker twists loose and rolls back to his feet. Adam comes in to attack but Hollywood pokes him in the eyes. Hollywood hits Adam with a chop block that drops Adam to the mat. Hollywood lays the boots into Adam and then hits him with a standing elbow drop. Hollywood goes for a pin.]

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2

[Adam kicks out. Hollywood argues with the ref. Adam rolls up Hollywood with a school boy.]

1

2

[Hollywood kicks out. Adam gets back to his feet just as fast as Hollywood and gets him with a small package.]

1

2

[Hollywood kicks out again.]

Chris Caudill: Good series of near falls here for these two stars!

Ricky Cravate: For sure, Adam Stryker has stepped his game up recently!

[Adam and Brian meet in the center of the ring. The two men begin to trade lefts and rights. Adam gets the upper hand and knocks Hollywood back into the ropes. Adam hits Brian with a big clothesline that sends Hollywood tumbling to the outside. Adam follows him out immediately and picks up Hollywood. Adam whips Hollywood into the railing. Adam grabs Hollywood and whips him into the ring stairs. Adam picks up Hollywood and hits him with a suplex on the outside. The fans boo as he picks up the Executive and throws him back into the ring. He follows him up-and sets him up for a spear-but Hollywood rolls out of the way and Stryker hits the turnbuckle. Hollywood sets him up for the Executive Promise-but Stryker blocks it and goes for a rear choke as the fans boo.]

Chris Caudill: Counter after counter tonight Ricky!

[Brian is fighting his way out of rear naked choke. Hollywood nails Adam with a hard backwards head but that leaves Stryker staggering back against the ropes. Hollywood whips Adam into the ropes and hits him with a big back body drop. Stryker gets up quickly and turns into a Hollywood superkick, that levels him. Hollywood takes a good five seconds to cover Stryker.]

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2

[Adam kicks out.]

Chris Caudill: Adam Stryker won’t say die!

Ricky Cravate: Neither will Matt Hardy. Your point is?

Chris Caudill: That is such a dated reference dude….

[Hollywood has control of Stryker. Brian picks up Adam and hits him with a big suplex. Brain floats over and picks Adam back up. He lifts Adam up and hits him with a quick snap suplex. Hollywood rolls through again and picks up Adam again; with some serious effort. Brian drops out and hits Adam with a brainbuster. Brian goes for a cover.]

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2

[Adam kicks out. Hollywood gets frustrated and starts arguing with the ref. Adam takes the time to recover and gets back up. Hollywood goes to pick up Adam, but Adam pulls him neck first across the middle rope. Adam gets up and charges across the ring. Adam bounds off the ropes and hits Brian with a dropkick to the back of the head through the ropes. Adam climbs to the top rope and dives off; hitting Brian with a flying guillotine legdrop on the back of the head, on the apron, while he dangles from the middle rope. Adam stands up to the crowd-who is still booing him. He makes a cut throat motion as he rolls Brian into the ring and picks him up. Stryker hoists Brian onto his shoulders and hits him with the Die Hard Driver as the crowd boos loudly. Stryker covers Hollywood]

ONE!!

TWO!!!!

THREE!!!!

The bell rings as Stryker rolls to the floor smiling. His music reprises as he heads up the ramp.]

Alexis Lace; Here is your winner…ADAM STRYKER!

WINNER:Adam Stryker via pinfall @ 14:09

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FIFTY SHADES OF PAIN MATCH for the PWX WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
PWX World Champion DARIN ZION
versus
JESSICA HARMONY

Alexis Lace: The following contest is the 50 Shades of Pain Match for the PWX World Championship! First the challenger…JESSICA HARMONY!!

"Rude Boy" hits the PA as Jessica is seen posing for the crowd. Walking down the ramp and heading for the ring, she smirks and ignores the fans. She poses on the ring apron and then gets in the ring posing one more time, then focusing on her opponent.

Alexis Lace: Her opponent, the PWX World Champion…..DARIN ZION!!


[The Outroduction hits from Thousand Foot Krutch and a matrix like background shows on the screen. The crowd goes nuts as a countdown to five hits. The crowd starts to count backwards from 5.]

5...

4...

3....

2....

1...

"The End Is Where We Begin."

[Explosions around the screen happen and blue and silver lights start to hit around the arena as "Human" by Manafest starts at the chorus line. The crowd erupts and Darin Zion immediately rush out from behind the curtain. He immediately throws both his hands out with the love symbol and starts slapping hands with the crowd.]

"Cause I wear my heart on my sleeve
If you cut me I’ll bleed
I know I cannot erase
Every mistake that I’ve made
I never said I was an angel, no
I never said I wouldn’t break down
But life keeps on moving
By now you should know
I’m only human!!!!"

[Darin immediately stops at the entrance ramp, jumps down and kneels before giving the sign of the cross. He immediately leaps up to more pyro and he starts running into the ring. He rushes over to the ring ropes and climbs the second rope and extends his hands out, jumps on the ring ropes and sticks his tongue out.]

Chris Caudill: This is going to be violent tonight!

Ricky Cravate: I cant wait to see Zion put in his place!

[The usual ring ropes have been wrapped in some barbwire. Various weapons hang from poles and chains erected around the ring. The turnbuckles are covered with boards and tacks and an entanglement of barbed wire. The two competitors are staring at each other from opposite corners of the ring. Two of the four corners have babred wire boards; while the other two just have a tangle of barbed wire at the top turnbuckle.]

Ricky Cravate: When Jessica ended Marisol Hawkes career at Never Say Die-she demanded this title shot. Darin accepted it!

Chris Caudill: Now he has to take her on-in a match PWX management coined. 50 Shades of Pain!

Ricky Cravate: It sounds kinky!

[The two meet in the center of the ring. Zion shakes his head and looks at Jessica.]

Zion: You don’t deserve this shot…you cunt!

[Jessica reaches out and smacks Darin in the mouth with an open hand. Darin shakes his head and looks at Jessica-almost in shock that she threw the first blow. She winds back and smacks Darin in the mouth again; leaving a big red handprint on his face. Darin looks back at Jessica with an angry glare. Jessica winds back and punches Darin in the mouth. Darin turns his head back and looks down at Jessica. She goes to throw another punch; but Darin blocks it and grabs her arm. He whips her in the direction of the barbed wire. Jessica slides out of the ring backwards under the barbed wire and looks at Darin with her arms out and a cocky smile]

Ricky Cravate: Jessica just hauled off and bitch smacked our World Champion.

Chris Caudill: And completely uncharacteristically, he didn’t do anything about it.

Ricky Cravate: I think he was taken aback by it. He wasn’t expecting it at all.

[Darin stomps across the ring towards the barbed wire. Jessica grins and motions for him to get out of the ring and follow her outside of the ring. Darin slides out of the ring, only to be greeted to fists into his side and his back. Darin reaches a hand out and pushes Jessica away from him and back towards the guard railing. Darin starts towards the guard railing and Jessica nails him with a punch to the face. Jessica goes to fire off another punch but Darin blocks it. Darin grabs Jessica by the head; turns her, and then whips her over the guard railing and into the audience. Darin climbs over the railing and follows her, along with the camera crew; picking up all the carnage.]

Darin Zion: So you think you’re ready Jess? Sure you don’t want to blow a few guys in the crowd first?

Jessica Harmony: Fuck you!

Darin Zion: No thank you!

[Jessica grabs a chair and throws it at Darin’s head from her knees. Darin takes the shot and just shrugs it off. Jessica throws another chair and it staggers Darin back a bit. Jessica gets up with a chair in hand and swings it at Darin’s head. Darin takes a step back and shrugs it off. She swings again and he takes it clean in the head but is still standing. Jessica swings again and Darin stumbles forward a bit. Jessica swings a fourth time and puts Zion down to a knee. Jessica swings three more times before the World Champion is finally laid out on the ground.]

Ricky Cravate: I’m not sure what Darin’s game is here…

[Jessica goes to pick Darin up, and when she gets him up; Darin’s head is bleeding profusely from the chair shots she had given him. Jessica picks Darin up and whips him into the bleachers. People go scattering and Darin goes tumbling into the bleachers. He tries to get up; but he only gets knocked to the top of the bleachers by Jessica. Darin gets back to his feet and Jessica throws a punch. Darin blocks it and throws one at Jessica. She ducks it and a fan gets popped in the mouth. Jessica throws another one that is blocked. Darin throws another punch at Jessica. Darin connects with Jessica and she flies backwards and landing on one of the bleacher seats on the back of her head. Her body rolls down the rest of the bleachers and to a rest on the concrete floor. ]

Ricky Cravate: Darin Zion is bleeding like a stuck pig.

Chris Caudill: Ricky, this is a fight.

Ricky Cravate: I can see that. Jessica just took a big shot.

Chris Caudill: She went down those bleachers bad. Can she get up?

[Darin picks Jessica up and grabs her by her hair. Darin whips Jessica back through the crowd and over the guard railing into the ring side area. Darin climbs over the railing and picks Jessica back up; he picks her up and rolls her back into the ring. Darin slides in and goes to pick Jessica up. Jessica springs up and nails Darin with a drop kick that sends him back into the barbed wire. Darin leans into the barbed wire and groans as it leaves punctures and scrapes in his back. Jessica gets up and grabs his arm and whips him into the corner with the barbed wire board. Darin hits the barbed wire board and it breaks; folding up around him. Jessica runs over and rips the board off of him along with the barbed wire. She goes for a cover.]

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2

[Darin Zion kicks out.]

Ricky Cravate: Darin Zion is back into the barbed wire.

Chris Caudill: That seriously hurts. That could end his night.

Ricky Cravate: Darin has been in these types of matches already; that’s not going to end his night.

Chris Caudill: Darin Zion kicks out!

[Jessica growls in frustration and walks over to the ref, arguing with him about the count. Darin starts to get out of the wreckage and gets up, bleeding from his back. Darin starts walking up behind Jessica who turns around and looks up at Darin. Darin picks Jessica up and carries her over to one of the corners with the barbed wire bunched up in it. Darin drops Jessica snake eyes style into the barbed wire. She hits, yelps, and falls back flailing around. Blood is pouring from her head. Darin walks over and covers her.]

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2

[Jessica kicks out.]

Ricky Cravate: Ms. Harmony is insanely resilliant tonight!

[Darin picks up Jessica and slings her over his shoulder like he’s going to give her a Death Valley Driver. Darin goes for it; but Jessica lands on her feet. She stands up quickly and catches Darin in the clinch while he’s surprised that she landed on the ground. Jessica raises her knee and pulls down on Darin’s head; connecting with a big knee strike to the head. Darin pops backwards and lands on the other barbed wire board. She runs at him and rolls into Zion-crashing him through the board. The fans have a mixed reaction as she goes for a cover:]
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[Zion kicks out weakly.]

Ricky Cravate: Chris Caudill, Zion might be out. He took that knee pretty hard!

Chris Caudill: This match has been brutal Ricky!

Ricky Cravate: Zion keeps it alive!

Chris Caudill: What’s it going to take for her to put him away and shock the world?

[Jessica rolls Darin from the wreckage and starts to beat on him. Darin strikes Jessica in the stomach. Darin grabs Jessica and hooks her for a suplex. He picks her up in the air and runs forward; dropping her down onto the barbed wire stomach first. Jessica howls and rolls around the ring. Darin picks up Jessica up off the ground and throws her into the corner with the barbed wire in it. He comes charging in with a body avalanche. He steps back and Jessica stumbles out of the corner a bloody mess. Darin quickly drops her with the Zion Effect-and goes for a cover:

ONE!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!!

The bell rings as Zion rolls to the ropes. Medical staff immediately comes to check on them as he holds his World Title above his head.

WINNER: Darin Zion via pinfall @ 16:49

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PWX EVOLUTION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
PWX Evolution Champion DAMIEN FROST ©
versus
The Abstract JAMES SILKK

Alexis Lace: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit-and it is for the PWX Evolution Championship! Introducing first, the challenger. The Abstract..JAMES SILKK!!

[The lights go out, as a guitar intro is heard over the PA System, and blue and white strobe lights flicker throughout the arena.]

“IIIIMMMM NOOTT LIIKEEE YOUUU!!!”

[“More Like You" by Scars of Life hits the PA system. James Silkk steps out onto the stage and turns his back to the ring. He throws his arms out-and yells, arching his back before turning around. ]

How can I change the image looking back when I stare in the mirror
A man before me stands there bathed in self doubt hatred and fear
But I pound the glass as I keep looking back at a soul that’s empty and gray.

[The fans have somewhat of a mixed reaction as he heads down the ramp.]

I push away but you keep coming back into me
I am unlike you
What I am is insufficient by your standards
So I’ll be more like you.

[He poses on the ropes as the music fades out and he waits for his opponent.]

Chris Caudill: James Silkk has said tonight will be his rebirth. The Era of Abstract is returning to PWX tonight-and the first step to that involves winning the Evolution Championship!

Alexis Lace: His opponent..."Absolute Zero" by Stone Sour hits the speaker system, which brings out quite a few boos from the fans in attendance. A few moments pass before Damien Frost steps out from the back. He points at the front of his t-shirt, which says "Keep Their Heads Ringing," before extending his arms out to his sides. He does a complete three-sixty before jogging his way down the ramp and sliding under the ropes. Damien quickly takes off his shirt and motions a couple of times like he's going to throw it into the crowd, but instead he drops it in the corner of the ring.]

Chris Caudill: Here we go! Silkk and Frost-one on one!

Ricky Cravate: I can't wait!

[The match started with the two warriors circling each other in the ring. Frost goes in for the lock-up but James kicks him away. Frost looks up and smiles before getting setting in on his own attack of well-placed kicks. Each kick sends James stumbling backwards until he collapses against the rope. The ref pushes Frost back (rope rule) and Frost breaks past him, deliviering a lariat that sends James Silkk out to the floor!]

Ricky Cravate: Chris Caudill, this is one of those matches that could surprise the world!

Chris Caudill: That’s right Ricky Cravate. Frost has been one hell of a champion; but James Silkk is back on the winning track, and is out for blood!


[Frost gives chase but gets met with an elbow to the jaw, James throws him into the barricade-and follows up with a sliding kick to the ribs. The fans cheer as he lifts him up and delivers a hard kick to the kidneys-followed by a step up enziguri. He panders to the crowd for a minute-as Frost gets to his feet and grabs Silkk by the tights and runs him at the ring steps. He gets his foot up, knocking the steps off and as their momentum comes to a stop, he throws his elbow back, stunning Frost. He grabs him by the head and goes for a running bulldog onto the ring steps... but no, Frost slips his head out as he is airborne, sending the former World Champion back first onto the steps.]

Chris Caudill: Oh, that looks painful!

Ricky Cravate: That’s going to leave a mark!

[The fans roar as Frost picks him up and slides him into the ring. A fan begins yelling at Frost-giving Silkk time to recover and deliver a baseball slide kick-driving the Evolution Champion into the railing. He follows it up with a pair of kicks to the back of the head. He lifts him up and hits a Russian leg sweep into the railing. James delivers a hard kick to the chest-and lifts him back up-sliding the champion back into the ring.]

Ricky Cravate: They’re taking it back to the ring!

Chris Caudill: James’s got the momentum back!

Ricky Cravate: He’s doing a damn good job in the ring tonight.

Chris Caudill: Both of them are putting it all on the line tonight!

[James picks up Frost, and tosses him in the corner, leveling in punches to the midsection. Seven, eight nine, and James backs off. Frost stumbles out of the corner and James goes on the assault again... Frost with a running, spinning heel kick. He gets a hold of James and hits wheelbarrow facebuster! He goes for the pin...]

1…

[James easily kicked out, and Frost hauled him to him feet, delivering a couple knee strikes to the head on the way up. Frost set up a move, but before he could land the Inverted DDT, James threw a few elbows, getting out of the hold, and snuck around, taking Frost down with a nice German suplex!]

Chris Caudill: James Silkk is going for the win here!

[James goes for him kicks again, sending the first ine into the midsection, nearly flipping Frost over. A second kick landed to his knee, and a third to his sternum. Despite the onslaught, Frost tried to rise to his feet, but an axe kick to the neck brought him down. Frost tried to rise again, shaking off a fifth kick to the knee, but a jumping roundhouse to the head sent Frost plummeting to the mat. James wasn't done yet, however, and he leapt to the nearest turnbuckle, flying off with a sweet corkscrew plancha!!! James rolled off due to momentum, but dove back on for the cover.]

1…

2…

[Frost rolled the shoulder, keeping the match alive. James got Frost up, and whipped him to the ropes. Frost is quicker then he expected off the bounce-back as he hits a flying leg lariat!]

1…

2.

[no!]

[Frost sees his chance and climbs to the middle turnbuckle. As James gets to him feet, Damien goes for the Frostbite. The Abstract ducks it and drops Frost face first with the Dream Killer as the crowd pops. He rolls Frost into the pin:

1…

2…

3!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner and NEW EVOLUTION CHAMPION: James Silkk!!!

Ricky Cravate: James Silkk is the new Evolution Champion!

Chris Caudill: Who would have thought that would happen?

WINNER: James Silkk via pinfall @ 12:45

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UWL JUNIOR HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
UWL Junior Heavyweight Champion ALYSSA CASTEELE ©
versus
TIAMI TYLER

[The bell sounds and both women size each other up in the middle of the ring. They take a step back each and finally lock up. is the first to act, locking in an armbar. She grinds away at the shoulder as Tiami tries to fight out. Tiami finally flips and lands on her back, bringing Alyssa down with her. Tiami slips out and gets to her feet, backing up. Alyssa gets up quickly and looks at Tiami.]

Chris Caudill: Quick escape from Tiami.

Ricky Cravate: Well, let see if she can keep that up the rest of this match.

[They lock up again and, this time, Tiami quickly locks in a side headlock, tightening the grip and trying to cut off circulation. Alyssa’s face shows the pain, but Tiami lets go and turns, ending up behind Alyssa. She grabs Alyssa’s arm and hooks it behind her back. Alyssa throws an elbow behind her, but misses. As Tiami was ducking, she loosened her grip and Alyssa turns the move around, turning behind Tiami and locking her arm now. Tiami swings and elbow and Alyssa ducks, letting go and locking in a side headlock of her own. Tiami tries to fight out and starts pulling back on Alyssa’s head by her hair. The ref warns her, but Alyssa breaks the hold.]

Ricky Cravate: When are we going to see some action?

Chris Caudill: Come on now…these two are giving a good match.

Ricky Cravate: Pfft…I wanted to see some brawling!

Chris Caudill: You just saw Zion and Jessica beat the shit out of each other!

[Both women stare down again and lock up. Tiami puts in another hammerlock in and Alyssa reverses. Tiami reverses back, but Alyssa gets out and irish whips Tiami into the corner. As Alyssa charges in, Tiami leaps up with both feet and wraps her legs around Alyssa’s head. She swings out for a hurricanranna, but Alyssa just drops down in a powerbomb. The crowd roars as Alyssa starts to lay in some punches. Tiami’s resiliance, though, shows and she pushes Alyssa off and out of the ring with a shove. Tiami is still a bit hurt, but manages to get to her knees. She stands up and walks to the ropes, sitting on the middle one and opening it up, inviting Alyssa in.]

Chris Caudill: Respect being shown by Tiami.

Ricky Cravate: Here comes a cheap shot!

Chris Caudill: Only you would do that.

[Alyssa thinks for a moment and accepts. She climbs onto the apron, watching Tiami closely. Alyssa enters and quickly backs up. Both women lock up and Tiami hooks a side headlock again on Alyssa. Alyssa quickly throws Tiami into the ropes. Tiami comes back and shoulder blocks Alyssa to the mat. Tiami looks down at Alyssa for a moment and goes to run off the ropes. As she turns, though, Alyssa grabs her foot and trips her up. Alyssa gets up quickly, as does Tiami. Tiami swings and nails a forearm to Alyssa’s chest. Alyssa returns the shot with a hard forearm of her own. Alyssa starts laying in lefts to Tiami’s face, catching her off guard. She backs her up into the corner and whips her to the far side. Alyssa comes in for a shot, but Tiami leaps up and kicks Alyssa in the shoulder. Alyssa goes down momentarily. Tiami is quick to hop up on the ropes. Alyssa comes over and attempts to get her down, but Tiami nails a stiff shot to the head of Alyssa, stunning her for a moment. Tiami hooks Alyssa’s head and attempts a Tornado DDT from the ropes, but Alyssa keeps her footing and drops Tiami to her feet. Tiami comes in, but Alyssa kicks her in the midsection. As Tiami doubles over, Alyssa gives a hard snap kick to the head of Tiami. Tiami drops back and rolls out of the ring.]

Chris Caudill: Well, this match turned brutal.

Ricky Cravate: Now THATS what I like to see!

[Tiami gets to her feet and is a little dazed. Alyssa measures Tiami on the outside and takes a running start, diving feet first out of the ring. Tiami sidesteps and Alyssa lands on her back…and shoulder. She holds her shoulder while laying on her back. Tiami looks down and slowly moves in. She picks Alyssa up and throws her back in the ring. She slides in slowly and starts to stalk Alyssa. As Alyssa gets up, Tiami runs in and attempts a clothesline. Alyssa ducks as she begins to run. They both bounce off opposite ropes and, as the meet in the middle, Tiami slides between Alyssa’s legs. She turns her body and goes for the roll-up.

One…

Two…..

Both women bounce to their feet and out of nowhere, Tiami hits the Icy Revolution. She goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Chris Caudill: There is a NEW UWL Junior Heavyweight Champion!

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner..and the NEW UWL World Junior heavyweight Champion…TIAMI TYLER!!

WINNER: TIAMI TYLER via pinfall @ 6:54

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