Post by PWXonline on Nov 22, 2013 5:31:25 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 59
TIME WARNER CABLE ARENA
CHARLOTTE, NORTH CAROLINA
WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 20th, 2013
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Caliban is in the promo area with the Adrenaline back drop behind him, an interviewer attempts to come into shot and Caliban walks him straight through and out of it again nodding his head and barely audibly saying he isn't needed for this one. He then drops his hood and turns back to the camera
Ricky Valero, undefeated, unstoppable and pretty much an all round rocket of ascension in the last few months, how do you stop a speeding bullet? Other than being superman I don't know how but dammit I'd love to find out, so I guess tonight Ill just have to keep hitting you till something sticks. See Ricky your undefeated streak doesn't make you superman to me the way it does everyone else. You keep acting like "this is just what you do" but there are much bigger much tougher men than you who made their careers on a streak and the minute someone better comes along they do what?
He waits as if expecting an answer
They go away, Goldberg, Ahmed Johnson, Mason Ryan. It always fucking ends, it's a matter of time and patience, see Ricky your just like every other fool who has faced you in this company you think this is going to be a walk over the same way everyone you have beat for your streak thought you were going to be a walk over. The fact that your stupid enough to both capitalize on and make the same mistake at the same damn time, brotha you deserve what I am going to do to you tonight. Oh and Ricky just so you know when I say incoming I'm not talking about me because in case you haven't noticed, and if you haven't then your damn well about too, I'm already here and tonight Ricky if I get the chance I wont just leave with your winning streak in my back pocket, Ill make sure the end of your career is in there too. I just hope you are smart enough to share that mindset
Caliban stops talking and turns away from the camera going back to his preparations, after a few seconds he turns back to the camera
Feel free to fuck off now
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Pyro shoots down from all sides of the rafters as they explode on the ramp. The crowd are hot on their feet as the cameras pan back and forth through out the arena.
Chris: Welcome everyone to PWX Adrenaline! Were LIVE in the Time Warner Cable Arena in Charlotte, North Carolina. We've got some great action coming our way!
Ricky: It's sure to be a spectacle all right!
Chris: Ricky isn't much for words at the beginning of the show, but don't worry, he'll get worse!
Ricky: Fuck you!
Chris: There you go, folks! We've got a mixed bag full of stuff tonight! Another debut, the continuation in the tag series, a non title match, the streak on the line and an EXPLOSIVELY stacked main event where the winner will face Troy Stone at Never Say Die for the PWX Championship!
Ricky: I can't wait for that!
Chris: Me either! Let's send it to the ring for our first match of the night!
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SINGLES MATCH
JASON RICHARDS vs WILLOW WILKES
The sound of a wolf howling through out the arena can be heard as the lights go out. The lights then begin to flash red, white, and blue as Richards appears from behind the curtain. He looks out over the crowd pumping them up as he makes his way to the ring holding is hand out. The crowd slaps it as he makes his way around the ring stopping at the corner he stands on a chair once again hyping up the crowd. He jumps up on the apron stepping through the ropes he begins stretching in the corner waiting for his opponent.
Caudill: And we are mere moments away from our first match of the night! Jason Richards looking to find some redemption after his debut loss last week.
Cravate: Which seems to be the norm here lately as people that lose their debut matches seem to bounce back week 2. Well see if Richards can do the same.
The lights go out…..
The beat of “Blue” by Birthday Massacre begins to play throughout the arena…..
The lights begin to flicker as Willow Wilkes slowly makes her way from the back...
She stops at the entrance way and looks around the arena. She than slowly walks down the ramp way towards the ring.....
She stops and looks at the fans....
Sometimes screaming at them, sometimes a simple smirk...
Willow will seductively stick her tongue out or just provoke those around her as she makes her way into the ring and slides in…
Willow stands in the middle of the ring and just looks around with a sinister look in her face....
Caudill: And yet again our streak of debuts continue!
Cravate: Yes indeed! Ms. Willow Wilkes making her PWX debut! Well see if she can break the streak of luck in the past few weeks with debuts here tonight!
Wilkes and Richards tie up in the center of the ring, and Richards gets the upper hand immediately shoving Willow back into the corner. Richards unloads with a couple of chops; prompting the ref to get in between the two of them. Richards steps back, and the ref moves prompting him to charge in for an avalanche. Willow moves and Richards hits the turnbuckle. Willow springboards off the ropes and nails Richards with a springboard elbow. Richards falls flat in the ring, and Willow goes for a quick cover. It’s immediately reversed into a crucifix pin.
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Willow kicks out and immediately hops into a double leg bridge pin
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Richards arches up, spins out of the pin, and hits Willow with a backslide
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Willow kicks out, hops to her feet, and drives Richards flat with a dropkick. The fans applaud appreciative of the chain wrestling display.
Caudill: They’re going back and forth here! Big pinning attempt by Richards, but Willow kicked out!
Cravate: What a float over pin attempt by Willow! Richards bridges out of it and into the backslide!
Caudill: That’s not going to put this young lady away. She’s got a lot of tenacity in her!
Cravate: A really good display of some technical wrestling there!
Caudill: Richards is no slouch there Ricky, one mistake in that whole exchange. And that was more good evasion by Wilkes than a mistake.
Willow picks up Richards by his hair, but is immediately gut off by a shot to the gut. Richards lays into Willow with some knife edge chops that back her up into the ropes . Richards whips Willow into the opposite ropes. Willow comes in and catches Richards with a head scissors takedown. Richards pops back up quickly and Willow charges in again, catching the second head scissors takedown. Richards pops up again and Willow goes for a third attempt. Richards catches on and hoists Willow up quickly on the third attempt, sitting out and driving her into the mat with a sit out tombstone piledriver. Richards collapses backwards and leaves Willow in a heap in the center of the ring.
Cravate: Richards doesn’t seem like he’s getting damaged all that much by the offense.
Caudill: It’s not all about damage Ricky! She’s disorienting him. She’s setting him up!
Cravate: Well, I think he caught on to the pattern! And her head caught the canvas!
Caudill: What the hell was that?! That was a disgusting tombstone from out of nowhere! Can he capitalize on it.
Richards gets up slowly, and grabs Willow by the hair to drag her to her feet. Willow fires off at his stomach, but Richards nails her with a knee that stops her protests. Richards gets Willow up and hits her with a series of stiff forearm shots that leaves her wobbling and about to crumble. Richards spins for the roaring elbow, but Willow blocks it with both arms. Willow fires off a couple of quick leg kicks, and then a couple of quick round houses to the body, she ends it with a final one to the head that leaves Richards tumbling to the mat! Willow dives on top of Richards for a pinning attempt.
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Richards kicks out of the pinning attempt!
Cravate: Richards is dominating, eating what Willow Wilkes has to offer! And she is on dream street from his shots.
Cuadill: Willow is coming back because of the roaring elbow!
Cravate: She looks like she’s dancing when she’s kicking him! She’s worked all the way up his body!
Caudill: He kicked! He kicked out of that beating!
Richards gets up to his feet, and catches Willow as she comes in for a clothesline. Richard nails Willow with a belly to belly suplex. She sits up and Richards nails her with a stiff kick to her back. Willow gets to her feet, only to be nailed with a snap suplex. Willow gets up quickly and swings for the fences allowing Richards to duck it and get behind her. Richards scoops her up, and nails her with his signature J.R. Driver! Richards plays to the crowd while Willow is down.
Caudill: Richards is back! He’s back! And Willow is in trouble!
Cravate: Things just got real! They got real quick!
Caudill: What’s he going to do next!
Cravate: He looks like he’s circling for the kill!
Richards grabs Willow and hooks her for his Emerald City Boom. Willow pushes him away into the ropes and catches him from behind. Willow tries to lift him, but Richards tries to grab her again for the ECB. Willow drops and nails Richards with a low blow. Richards buckles, allowing Willow to grab him and nail him with Non Compos Mentis! Willow dives on top of Richards for the pin.
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Richards kicks out just a half second too late!
Cravate: Willow escaped! She escaped and she capitalized.
Caudill: She walked away the victory, but Jason Richards looked absolutely vicious in the ring!
Cravate: That he did Chris!
Caudill: I think we have something else brewing, folks. Let’s go to it!
WINNER: WILLOW WILKES
JASON RICHARDS vs WILLOW WILKES
The sound of a wolf howling through out the arena can be heard as the lights go out. The lights then begin to flash red, white, and blue as Richards appears from behind the curtain. He looks out over the crowd pumping them up as he makes his way to the ring holding is hand out. The crowd slaps it as he makes his way around the ring stopping at the corner he stands on a chair once again hyping up the crowd. He jumps up on the apron stepping through the ropes he begins stretching in the corner waiting for his opponent.
Caudill: And we are mere moments away from our first match of the night! Jason Richards looking to find some redemption after his debut loss last week.
Cravate: Which seems to be the norm here lately as people that lose their debut matches seem to bounce back week 2. Well see if Richards can do the same.
The lights go out…..
The beat of “Blue” by Birthday Massacre begins to play throughout the arena…..
The lights begin to flicker as Willow Wilkes slowly makes her way from the back...
She stops at the entrance way and looks around the arena. She than slowly walks down the ramp way towards the ring.....
She stops and looks at the fans....
Sometimes screaming at them, sometimes a simple smirk...
Willow will seductively stick her tongue out or just provoke those around her as she makes her way into the ring and slides in…
Willow stands in the middle of the ring and just looks around with a sinister look in her face....
Caudill: And yet again our streak of debuts continue!
Cravate: Yes indeed! Ms. Willow Wilkes making her PWX debut! Well see if she can break the streak of luck in the past few weeks with debuts here tonight!
Wilkes and Richards tie up in the center of the ring, and Richards gets the upper hand immediately shoving Willow back into the corner. Richards unloads with a couple of chops; prompting the ref to get in between the two of them. Richards steps back, and the ref moves prompting him to charge in for an avalanche. Willow moves and Richards hits the turnbuckle. Willow springboards off the ropes and nails Richards with a springboard elbow. Richards falls flat in the ring, and Willow goes for a quick cover. It’s immediately reversed into a crucifix pin.
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Willow kicks out and immediately hops into a double leg bridge pin
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Richards arches up, spins out of the pin, and hits Willow with a backslide
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Willow kicks out, hops to her feet, and drives Richards flat with a dropkick. The fans applaud appreciative of the chain wrestling display.
Caudill: They’re going back and forth here! Big pinning attempt by Richards, but Willow kicked out!
Cravate: What a float over pin attempt by Willow! Richards bridges out of it and into the backslide!
Caudill: That’s not going to put this young lady away. She’s got a lot of tenacity in her!
Cravate: A really good display of some technical wrestling there!
Caudill: Richards is no slouch there Ricky, one mistake in that whole exchange. And that was more good evasion by Wilkes than a mistake.
Willow picks up Richards by his hair, but is immediately gut off by a shot to the gut. Richards lays into Willow with some knife edge chops that back her up into the ropes . Richards whips Willow into the opposite ropes. Willow comes in and catches Richards with a head scissors takedown. Richards pops back up quickly and Willow charges in again, catching the second head scissors takedown. Richards pops up again and Willow goes for a third attempt. Richards catches on and hoists Willow up quickly on the third attempt, sitting out and driving her into the mat with a sit out tombstone piledriver. Richards collapses backwards and leaves Willow in a heap in the center of the ring.
Cravate: Richards doesn’t seem like he’s getting damaged all that much by the offense.
Caudill: It’s not all about damage Ricky! She’s disorienting him. She’s setting him up!
Cravate: Well, I think he caught on to the pattern! And her head caught the canvas!
Caudill: What the hell was that?! That was a disgusting tombstone from out of nowhere! Can he capitalize on it.
Richards gets up slowly, and grabs Willow by the hair to drag her to her feet. Willow fires off at his stomach, but Richards nails her with a knee that stops her protests. Richards gets Willow up and hits her with a series of stiff forearm shots that leaves her wobbling and about to crumble. Richards spins for the roaring elbow, but Willow blocks it with both arms. Willow fires off a couple of quick leg kicks, and then a couple of quick round houses to the body, she ends it with a final one to the head that leaves Richards tumbling to the mat! Willow dives on top of Richards for a pinning attempt.
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Richards kicks out of the pinning attempt!
Cravate: Richards is dominating, eating what Willow Wilkes has to offer! And she is on dream street from his shots.
Cuadill: Willow is coming back because of the roaring elbow!
Cravate: She looks like she’s dancing when she’s kicking him! She’s worked all the way up his body!
Caudill: He kicked! He kicked out of that beating!
Richards gets up to his feet, and catches Willow as she comes in for a clothesline. Richard nails Willow with a belly to belly suplex. She sits up and Richards nails her with a stiff kick to her back. Willow gets to her feet, only to be nailed with a snap suplex. Willow gets up quickly and swings for the fences allowing Richards to duck it and get behind her. Richards scoops her up, and nails her with his signature J.R. Driver! Richards plays to the crowd while Willow is down.
Caudill: Richards is back! He’s back! And Willow is in trouble!
Cravate: Things just got real! They got real quick!
Caudill: What’s he going to do next!
Cravate: He looks like he’s circling for the kill!
Richards grabs Willow and hooks her for his Emerald City Boom. Willow pushes him away into the ropes and catches him from behind. Willow tries to lift him, but Richards tries to grab her again for the ECB. Willow drops and nails Richards with a low blow. Richards buckles, allowing Willow to grab him and nail him with Non Compos Mentis! Willow dives on top of Richards for the pin.
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Richards kicks out just a half second too late!
Cravate: Willow escaped! She escaped and she capitalized.
Caudill: She walked away the victory, but Jason Richards looked absolutely vicious in the ring!
Cravate: That he did Chris!
Caudill: I think we have something else brewing, folks. Let’s go to it!
WINNER: WILLOW WILKES
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A limo pulls up into the garage. The driver steps out and walks to the back where it says "Mr. Hollywood" on the side. The crowd pop as the driver opens the door and out walks Tyler Graves, John Pariah and Mr. Executive himself, Brian Hollywood. All three stand by the limo as they open their ears and look around.
Graves: Do you guys hear that?
Pariah: That's the rising of the audience!
Hollywood: It's also the sound of the tides that are about to turn!
All three men start to walk away from the limo as Pariah looks towards Hollywood and holds out his hand.
Pariah: Pay up mother fucker!
Hollywood: What the hell are you talking about?
Pariah points over in the direction of where the limo is facing. Hollywood looks over and sees it and sighs as he hands over a hundred dollar bill to Pariah.
Hollywood: Son of a bitch how could you possibly have guessed that was going to be over there?!
Pariah: You forget how many arenas I've been at in the past several years. There is always bound to be a brown dodge ram truck parked somewhere.
Hollywood: Fuck you and your dodge rams!
Hollywood starts to walk away from the other two as he mutters something quiet but can barely be heard.
Hollywood: Should have gone with the Chevorlet!
Graves: What was that all about?
Pariah: He always complains because he thinks I "rig" these bets against him.
Graves smiles as he holds out his hand in front of Pariah. Pariah sighs as he hands over the hundred dollar bill to Graves as he walks away muttering something as well.
Pariah: I fucking hate it when I don't plan it all the way through...
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BEST OF 5 TAG SERIES (SERIES TIED 1-1)
TABLES MATCH
ELIJAH BLACK/NIGHTMARE vs NIGHTHAWK/JASON ARIES
As "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold starts up on the PA system the lights go dark as a trail of fire starts up on each side of the ramp starting from the stage and going towards the ring.
Nightmare!
(Now your nightmare comes to life)
Dragged ya down below
Down to the devil's show
To be his guest forever
(Peace of mind is less than never)
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
(Burn the world your last endeavor)
Nightmare appears on the stage with his partner Elijah Black as the lights come back on and they get blown out completely by a fire extinguisher from above
Chris: Where the hell did that come from!
Ricky: Look on the entrance, It's Nighthawk!!
Both men are stunned and coughing after the shot from above just having it poured down onto the top of their heads both are still standing but neither seem to be able to see, Nighthawk is up on the rigging above the ring entrance, about 3 foot above
Chris: What’s he going to do here!
Ricky: METEORA FROM THE ENTRANCE WAY!
Nighthawk leaps off the ring entrance gate driving both knees down onto Nightmares shoulders sending him violently down onto his back, Jason Aries appears from nowhere with a crunching chair shot to the face of Black and both men are down and still trying to regain composure after the fire extinguisher shot. Both Hawk and Aries take a bow
Ricky: These guys just find new ways every week to fuck with each other’s game plans, it’s incredible
Nighthawk realising Nightmare is finding his feet again sprints back up the ramp at the recovering Nightmare who has amazingly made it to his feet already, Hawk lands a perfect dropkick hard catching Nightmare high with an amazing leap managing to spring back off his chest and land on his feet sending his opponent crashing back into the side of the entrance. He lines him up Kevin Nash style and then delivers a super kick out of nowhere straight to Blacks face before turning round to celebrate
Chris: Does someone want to tell Hawk that he might want to turn around; I don't think that kick to the face had the desired effect
Ricky: Black is seething and very much awake
Aries hearing the shouting runs up the ramp and straight into a hip toss bending his back around the entrance gate post
Ricky: HOLY CRAP
Chris 2: CHECK HIM RIGHT NOW!
The ref forces his way in between black and his bad intentions to check on the condition of Aries who pushes the ref away and beckons the his opponent to bring it from his knees, Black takes a couple of steps and runs at Aries looking to Kick him in the face
Ricky: Where the hell did that come from!
Aries at the last second exploded from his knees coming up underneath Black using all the momentum Black has against him belly to belly leg trap suplexing him, sending him straight through the entrance way and crashing into something expensive behind the curtain
Commentator 2: where did he go? Can we get a visual back there please?
Aries is back on his knees but he has his hands in the air beckoning for the crowd’s applause
The camera switches to a picture on picture shot of both men
Black shot: Black is getting back to his feet, there is a monitor in front of him and he can see Aries setting up a chair in the entrance way, Black clears everything out of the way including people clumsily and violently...
Aries shot: Aries cannot see what Black is doing but he himself is setting up what looks like a leap of faith, he grabs a chair from the nearby stacks piled up beneath the ramp and sets one up directly in the entrance way, he takes a good long few steps back and then turns sprinting directly at the chair, he uses it to launch himself off...
Black shot: Black is waiting as Aries bursts through the curtain looking to deliver a superman punch but Black is waiting he incredibly catches Aries in mid-air and runs back in the other direction...
Aries Shot: Black bursts back through the curtain delivering a thunderous spine buster onto the chair Aries used just seconds ago, still sitting up and it is squashed completely from the combined weight of both men along with the vicious spine buster just delivered
Chris: Oh my god! Did you see that, Those 2 men weigh in exactly at 202 lbs respectively so Black just caught himself and did that!
Ricky: That was one of the worst pieces of commentary I ever heard
The Crowd is a mix of different chants some more understandable than others until finally every voice in the building combines into one massive PWX! Chant, Black stands and soaks in the roaring crowd as Aries twitches on the ground behind him,
Nightmare has Nighthawk stunned at the side of the ramp and sets Hawk up standing back and screaming at the crowd and just running straight at him going for a shoulder tackle off the stage
Chris: Hawk dives out of the way at the last minute!
Ricky: Nightmare narrowly avoids that fall, you lucky bast….
Hawk reacts quickly first delivering another Super Kick to Black this time making sure he is down and delivers a jumping round house kick to the back of Nightmare staggering him face first towards the drop, quickly looks down and then looks into the camera with bad intentions all over his face and delivers a Drop kick sending Nightmare tumbling off the ramp down through a small assortment of equipment at the bottom
Ricky: Is he dead? No seriously is he still breathing?
Chris: Hawks adrenaline seems to be gone too he hasn't got up from that dropsault and he landed face first on the structure up there which was a nasty landing in his own right
Nightmare landed on his back and is down but his eyes are open Hawk is trying to get back to his feet; he stumbles around and listens to the crowds HOLY SHIT! Chants that fill the arena
Chris: Can someone tell me if there was a table below that fall please!
Ricky: Get someone down there!
Chris: look at this!
We get a replay this time from the still being set up camera on the floor half catching the mass of human muscle that is Nightmare taking the first kick and stumbling forward and then taking the dropkick and somersaulting forwards crashing through the junk below
Chris: The ref is looking through the wreckage and signals no, no table
Nighthawk hauls Aries to his feet and they both make their way to the ring leaving their opponents to stumble behind them eventually all four men make it into the ring and after a rest all four competitors meet in the centre
Chris: And here we go, all men are showing obvious pain from their physical exertions but I believe they are trying to push past it,
Nightmare screams a battle cry and all four just starting laying into each other, Hawk and Black pretty much immediately tumble out of the ring and when the dust settles Nightmare has Aries in a sleeper hold.
Ricky: Aries may fade here that spine bender around the entrance gate was brutal and it looked like it took him twice as long as usual to make it into the ring!
Chris: Jesus Christ why would he do that!
Nightmare just delivered a sleeper suplex to Aries sending him tumbling over the top rope and out to the floor, the big man measures himself and screams running the ropes as Aries stumbles up somehow
Ricky: Baseball slide to the jaw!
Aries catches the kick in the jaw and Nightmare attempts to whip him at the guard rail, Aries however was waiting for some needed separation and jumps the wall missing it completely but tumbles into the chairs and people behind it. Nightmare has seen his escape and is preparing to run at the wall, the crowd scatters as Aries is lying motionless
Chris: Here he comes!
Ricky: OH! AND THERE HE GOES
Aries threw a chair straight into the face of Nightmare as soon as the big man left his feet stopping him in mid-air and leaving him hung up on the guard rail, Aries incensed again cracks a chair over his head as Nightmare just hangs there and afterwards Aries crumbles under the agony
Chris: And both men are down!
And the action goes back to ring side as we join them Nighthawk delivers the Lake shore drive III to Black on the ring apron and quickly goes under the ring, the crowd cheers and the 3D's are out when Hawk produces a table, he swaggers around Black taking his time, he sets the table up behind the hung up opponent pulling him onto it off the ring apron but leaving his head sitting on the mat he delivers a hard elbow right to the spine and then rolls Black over onto his back, he clobbers him again and motions for the top rope signalling the frog splash
Chris: Taking his time about it here
Ricky: Too much maybe?
As Nighthawk stabilises on the top rope Black slides off the table and rolls back over so that he is face down on the wood, his feet are on the ground and on the same side as Night hawk, Hawk measures the man and jumps, for a second the arena is quiet and then as if in a vacuum all the noise explodes at once
CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Ricky: What in god’s name told him that was going to work!
Chris: Whoever it was, they were right he caught him coming over the top of his head and down into a cutter through the table on the outside, I honestly don't know who got the worst of that but in my personal opinion it may have been Hawk
The bell rings the match is done
Ricky: And this one is in the bag!
Hawks force bounced him up off the ground and he is now lying about a foot away from the downed Black who looks to have wood chips from the table in his mouth
Chris: Is Hawk moving? I think the only man conscious is Black and I have no idea how that is happening right now
Ricky: We need lots of help out here
Even the savvy crowd members are throwing up X’s in the different points of carnage around the ring
Chris: Lots of help
Ricky: Damn it send everything!
WINNERS: NIGHTHAWK/JASON ARIES
TABLES MATCH
ELIJAH BLACK/NIGHTMARE vs NIGHTHAWK/JASON ARIES
As "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold starts up on the PA system the lights go dark as a trail of fire starts up on each side of the ramp starting from the stage and going towards the ring.
Nightmare!
(Now your nightmare comes to life)
Dragged ya down below
Down to the devil's show
To be his guest forever
(Peace of mind is less than never)
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
(Burn the world your last endeavor)
Nightmare appears on the stage with his partner Elijah Black as the lights come back on and they get blown out completely by a fire extinguisher from above
Chris: Where the hell did that come from!
Ricky: Look on the entrance, It's Nighthawk!!
Both men are stunned and coughing after the shot from above just having it poured down onto the top of their heads both are still standing but neither seem to be able to see, Nighthawk is up on the rigging above the ring entrance, about 3 foot above
Chris: What’s he going to do here!
Ricky: METEORA FROM THE ENTRANCE WAY!
Nighthawk leaps off the ring entrance gate driving both knees down onto Nightmares shoulders sending him violently down onto his back, Jason Aries appears from nowhere with a crunching chair shot to the face of Black and both men are down and still trying to regain composure after the fire extinguisher shot. Both Hawk and Aries take a bow
Ricky: These guys just find new ways every week to fuck with each other’s game plans, it’s incredible
Nighthawk realising Nightmare is finding his feet again sprints back up the ramp at the recovering Nightmare who has amazingly made it to his feet already, Hawk lands a perfect dropkick hard catching Nightmare high with an amazing leap managing to spring back off his chest and land on his feet sending his opponent crashing back into the side of the entrance. He lines him up Kevin Nash style and then delivers a super kick out of nowhere straight to Blacks face before turning round to celebrate
Chris: Does someone want to tell Hawk that he might want to turn around; I don't think that kick to the face had the desired effect
Ricky: Black is seething and very much awake
Aries hearing the shouting runs up the ramp and straight into a hip toss bending his back around the entrance gate post
Ricky: HOLY CRAP
Chris 2: CHECK HIM RIGHT NOW!
The ref forces his way in between black and his bad intentions to check on the condition of Aries who pushes the ref away and beckons the his opponent to bring it from his knees, Black takes a couple of steps and runs at Aries looking to Kick him in the face
Ricky: Where the hell did that come from!
Aries at the last second exploded from his knees coming up underneath Black using all the momentum Black has against him belly to belly leg trap suplexing him, sending him straight through the entrance way and crashing into something expensive behind the curtain
Commentator 2: where did he go? Can we get a visual back there please?
Aries is back on his knees but he has his hands in the air beckoning for the crowd’s applause
The camera switches to a picture on picture shot of both men
Black shot: Black is getting back to his feet, there is a monitor in front of him and he can see Aries setting up a chair in the entrance way, Black clears everything out of the way including people clumsily and violently...
Aries shot: Aries cannot see what Black is doing but he himself is setting up what looks like a leap of faith, he grabs a chair from the nearby stacks piled up beneath the ramp and sets one up directly in the entrance way, he takes a good long few steps back and then turns sprinting directly at the chair, he uses it to launch himself off...
Black shot: Black is waiting as Aries bursts through the curtain looking to deliver a superman punch but Black is waiting he incredibly catches Aries in mid-air and runs back in the other direction...
Aries Shot: Black bursts back through the curtain delivering a thunderous spine buster onto the chair Aries used just seconds ago, still sitting up and it is squashed completely from the combined weight of both men along with the vicious spine buster just delivered
Chris: Oh my god! Did you see that, Those 2 men weigh in exactly at 202 lbs respectively so Black just caught himself and did that!
Ricky: That was one of the worst pieces of commentary I ever heard
The Crowd is a mix of different chants some more understandable than others until finally every voice in the building combines into one massive PWX! Chant, Black stands and soaks in the roaring crowd as Aries twitches on the ground behind him,
Nightmare has Nighthawk stunned at the side of the ramp and sets Hawk up standing back and screaming at the crowd and just running straight at him going for a shoulder tackle off the stage
Chris: Hawk dives out of the way at the last minute!
Ricky: Nightmare narrowly avoids that fall, you lucky bast….
Hawk reacts quickly first delivering another Super Kick to Black this time making sure he is down and delivers a jumping round house kick to the back of Nightmare staggering him face first towards the drop, quickly looks down and then looks into the camera with bad intentions all over his face and delivers a Drop kick sending Nightmare tumbling off the ramp down through a small assortment of equipment at the bottom
Ricky: Is he dead? No seriously is he still breathing?
Chris: Hawks adrenaline seems to be gone too he hasn't got up from that dropsault and he landed face first on the structure up there which was a nasty landing in his own right
Nightmare landed on his back and is down but his eyes are open Hawk is trying to get back to his feet; he stumbles around and listens to the crowds HOLY SHIT! Chants that fill the arena
Chris: Can someone tell me if there was a table below that fall please!
Ricky: Get someone down there!
Chris: look at this!
We get a replay this time from the still being set up camera on the floor half catching the mass of human muscle that is Nightmare taking the first kick and stumbling forward and then taking the dropkick and somersaulting forwards crashing through the junk below
Chris: The ref is looking through the wreckage and signals no, no table
Nighthawk hauls Aries to his feet and they both make their way to the ring leaving their opponents to stumble behind them eventually all four men make it into the ring and after a rest all four competitors meet in the centre
Chris: And here we go, all men are showing obvious pain from their physical exertions but I believe they are trying to push past it,
Nightmare screams a battle cry and all four just starting laying into each other, Hawk and Black pretty much immediately tumble out of the ring and when the dust settles Nightmare has Aries in a sleeper hold.
Ricky: Aries may fade here that spine bender around the entrance gate was brutal and it looked like it took him twice as long as usual to make it into the ring!
Chris: Jesus Christ why would he do that!
Nightmare just delivered a sleeper suplex to Aries sending him tumbling over the top rope and out to the floor, the big man measures himself and screams running the ropes as Aries stumbles up somehow
Ricky: Baseball slide to the jaw!
Aries catches the kick in the jaw and Nightmare attempts to whip him at the guard rail, Aries however was waiting for some needed separation and jumps the wall missing it completely but tumbles into the chairs and people behind it. Nightmare has seen his escape and is preparing to run at the wall, the crowd scatters as Aries is lying motionless
Chris: Here he comes!
Ricky: OH! AND THERE HE GOES
Aries threw a chair straight into the face of Nightmare as soon as the big man left his feet stopping him in mid-air and leaving him hung up on the guard rail, Aries incensed again cracks a chair over his head as Nightmare just hangs there and afterwards Aries crumbles under the agony
Chris: And both men are down!
And the action goes back to ring side as we join them Nighthawk delivers the Lake shore drive III to Black on the ring apron and quickly goes under the ring, the crowd cheers and the 3D's are out when Hawk produces a table, he swaggers around Black taking his time, he sets the table up behind the hung up opponent pulling him onto it off the ring apron but leaving his head sitting on the mat he delivers a hard elbow right to the spine and then rolls Black over onto his back, he clobbers him again and motions for the top rope signalling the frog splash
Chris: Taking his time about it here
Ricky: Too much maybe?
As Nighthawk stabilises on the top rope Black slides off the table and rolls back over so that he is face down on the wood, his feet are on the ground and on the same side as Night hawk, Hawk measures the man and jumps, for a second the arena is quiet and then as if in a vacuum all the noise explodes at once
CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Ricky: What in god’s name told him that was going to work!
Chris: Whoever it was, they were right he caught him coming over the top of his head and down into a cutter through the table on the outside, I honestly don't know who got the worst of that but in my personal opinion it may have been Hawk
The bell rings the match is done
Ricky: And this one is in the bag!
Hawks force bounced him up off the ground and he is now lying about a foot away from the downed Black who looks to have wood chips from the table in his mouth
Chris: Is Hawk moving? I think the only man conscious is Black and I have no idea how that is happening right now
Ricky: We need lots of help out here
Even the savvy crowd members are throwing up X’s in the different points of carnage around the ring
Chris: Lots of help
Ricky: Damn it send everything!
WINNERS: NIGHTHAWK/JASON ARIES
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SINGLES MATCH
NON-TITLE
ADAM STRYKER vs TYLER GRAVES
The lights in the arena go out, and a rhythmic chanting is heard.
“Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara. “Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara.”
The line from the third act of “The Dark Knight Rises” echoes over the PA
Bruce Wayne: “What are they chanting?”
Prisoner: “Rise…”
ONE DAY WE WILL RISE!!
“Rise (Pariah Remix)” by Escape the Paradigm blasts through the arena
You hold us down but we can overcome
We can shape that hope and fight
You try to break us down with fear that drives
You think you've won - but one day we will RISE
The crowd roars as John Pariah steps out onto the stage. He is flanked by Tyler Graves, who is dressed to compete.]
Chris Caudill: It looks like we have Tyler Graves facing the Hybrid Champion next-and he’s joined by John Pariah.
Crowd: RISE! RISE! RISE! RISE! RISE!
Pariah and Graves head down the ramp, and Tyler slides into the ring. Pariah takes a seat next to Chris and Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: It appears we are going to be joined by the PWX Hall of Famer himself, John Pariah!
John Pariah: Chris, Ricky..good morning sirs.
"DON'T LOSE YOUR HEEEEEAAAAD!"
"Get Real" roars through the PA system as Adam Stryker walks out on the stage, hearing a chorus of boos. Dressed in his ring attire and a black leather jacket, with a chain hanging around his neck, he takes a long look at the crowd while taking a last smoke from his cigarette. He throws the cigarette butt on the ground before slowly walking to the ring.
Alexis Lace: "From Los Angeles, California, weighting in at 220 pounds... "The SoCal Switchblade"... ADAAAAAAAM... STRYYYYYYYKEEEEEEER!"
The crowd boos loudly as Stryker climbs into the ring-and holds his title up, pointing to it. He acknowledges Pariah out of the corner of his eye, and hands the ref the belt. He calls for the bell, and the two circle the ring.
Chris: Stryker is a multiple time Hybrid Champion here in PWX, and Graves is a former CWC World Champion-this should be insane!
They lock up-and Graves goes behind-forcing Stryker into the corner. He steps back and delivers a trio of strikes to the back of the head, before grabbing him by the hair and turning him around-meeting his chest with a flurry of knife edge chops. Stryker delivers a hard forearm shot-dazing the Prodigal Son as he stumbles back. He runs out of the corner and mows Graves down with a lariat-before immediately going for a pin:
ONE---Graves kicks out just after one.
Ricky: Well John, it looks like you boy isn’t RISING to the occasion.
John Pariah: I see why Darin keeps you around…..
Stryker lifts Graves up by the hair-and shoots him into the ropes. He telegraphs a backdrop, and eats the boot of his opponent, before taking another kick to the midsection, and a DDT for his trouble
Ricky: Really John? Do you think your little Rise movement will really do anything? You think you’re some sort of superhero. Darin Zion controls this company…
John Pariah: If Darin Zion controlled this company-do you think I’d be sitting here? Zion is losing his grip, and at Never Say Die…we will rise.
Ricky: The three of you? Zion has an army under his control!
John: Darin has Schmied, and his bitch boy Adam Stryker. We have not just three former World Champions-but trust us, we are not alone.
In the ring, Graves grabs the arm of Stryker, and floats over into a cattle mutilation submission. Stryker rolls out before he gets it locked in-and both men get to their feet. Stryker throws a hail mary-and Graves ducks, throwing a knee into the midsection. He bounces off the ropes and drops Stryker with a knee to the face-following up with an STO in the middle of the ring.
John: I think Tyler is fairing pretty well for himself now Ricky.
Chris: That he is…
In the ring, Graves for a cover:
ONE!
TW---KICKOUT!
Graves mounts Stryker, and delivers a flurry of strikes, before Stryker shoves him off and gets to a knee. Graves runs at him for a knee strike-but Stryker grabs his leg and takes him down-locking in a leg lock submission.
Ricky: Looks pretty similar to your calf killer there Johnny boy.
Graves grabs the bottom rope-and the ref forces Stryker to break the hold. He pulls himself toward the ropes, but Stryker grabs his leg-and drags him out, jamming his leg up with a ddt on the leg. He follows it up with another leg vine submission, as Tyler screams and goes for the ropes.
Chris: The Hybrid Champion is in control!
Ricky: As he should be! Tyler Graves is a has been!
Graves fights his way back to the ropes-and grabs the bottom of it. Stryker lets go, and Graves pulls himself out of the ring and to the floor. Stryker follows him up-and Graves catches him with a step up enziguri.
Chris: Tyler Graves possibly playing possum?
John: He’s smarter than Stryker. Though its not very hard to be….
Ref: 1……..
Stryker collides with the railing-and Graves grabs him-slamming him face first on the ring apron. He goes to shoot him across the ringside area-but Stryker counters and hits an over head belly to belly-sending Graves crashing into the corner.
Ref: 2!!
Chris: Back and forth action in this match!
Ricky: What do you think of Stryker now, jobless!
John: I never said Stryker wasn’t a top tier performer…I just think his choice in friends is questionable.
Ref: 3!
Stryker mows Graves down with another lariat-and looks up at the commentary table, where John Pariah is sitting. Stryker smirks and grabs Graves, dragging him over to the commentary table.
Stryker: What? Is this your boy John? Your buddy?
He delivers a forearm to the face-knocking Graves down to the floor. He smirks as he turns back to Pariah-and grabs his Hybrid Title off the table.
Ref: 4!
Stryker: I am the face of this company John. Not you, not your never was of a friend, not Brian Hollywood!
John: You don’t deserve to hold that title Adam…
Graves gets up-as Stryker and Pariah begin to argue. He quickly grabs Stryker and rushes him forward-crashing into the table. He rolls him back-and throws him backwards with a german duplex-as the crowd erupts.
John: Like I said…he doesn’t deserve to hold that title…
Chris: Tyler Graves just dropped the Hybrid Champion on his head!
Ricky: Come on Adam! Get up!
Graves slowly gets to a knee as the ref continues counting.
Ref: 5…..6….
Graves stirs to both knees-as Stryker slowly gets to one.
Ref: 8….
Ricky: The ref is to 8! Come on Adam!
Tyler gets to his feet, and rolls into the ring-breaking the count.
Crowd: LETS GO TYLER! *clap clap clapclapclap*
Chris: These fans getting behind Tyler Graves tonight!
John: They’re smarter than Zion thinks!
Stryker gets to his feet-and slowly climbs into the ring, as Graves delivers a hard running knee strike to the head.
Chris: THIS COULD BE IT!
John: He calls that Bulls of Parade!
Graves: COME ON ADAM! I’M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET YOU SON OF A BITCH!
The crowd roars as Graves stalks the Loose Cannon-wanting to take his head off with another knee kick. Suddenly Schmied runs down the ramp and hits the ring-taking Graves down with a chair. The ref calls for the bell as Schmied puts the boots to Graves.
John: Son of a bitch…
Pariah drops the head set and hits the ring-but is caught by a running strike from Adam Stryker. the Shadow Cabinet members lay waste to Pariah and Graves in the middle of the ring, as Stryker drops Pariah with the Vortex-and Schmied chokeslams Graves. The crowd boos loudly as Stryker grabs his belt-and gets in Pariahs face
Stryker: THIS WILL NEVER BE YOURS JOHN! YOU ARE DONE, WASHED UP! BROKEN AND BEATEN! STAY DOWN!
The crowd roars with boos as Strykers music hits-and he throws the mic down by Pariah. The two head up the ramp-as Pariah stirs over to his stomach-grabbing the mic.
John: Cut it. Cut the damn music…..
Pariah slowly crawls to a knee.
John: Stay Down? Adam, is that really what you want?
Pariah gets to his knees-holding his ribs.
John: Never Say Die….you…Zion…Schmied. Me. Brian…and Tyler……
Pariah grabs the ropes-and pulls himself up-still holding his ribs.
John: You will have to kill me to get me to stay down…you will have to kill all of us to get us to stay down. There are more waiting for our command Adam….at Never Say Die…..we will rise….and it will be…..ALL….OUT……WAR!!!!
Pariah drops the mic-and drops to a knee still holding his ribs, as the crowd roars. “Rise” echoes over the PA as we fade to commercial.
WINNER: TYLER GRAVES VIA DQ
NON-TITLE
ADAM STRYKER vs TYLER GRAVES
The lights in the arena go out, and a rhythmic chanting is heard.
“Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara. “Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara. Deshi Basara.”
The line from the third act of “The Dark Knight Rises” echoes over the PA
Bruce Wayne: “What are they chanting?”
Prisoner: “Rise…”
ONE DAY WE WILL RISE!!
“Rise (Pariah Remix)” by Escape the Paradigm blasts through the arena
You hold us down but we can overcome
We can shape that hope and fight
You try to break us down with fear that drives
You think you've won - but one day we will RISE
The crowd roars as John Pariah steps out onto the stage. He is flanked by Tyler Graves, who is dressed to compete.]
Chris Caudill: It looks like we have Tyler Graves facing the Hybrid Champion next-and he’s joined by John Pariah.
Crowd: RISE! RISE! RISE! RISE! RISE!
Pariah and Graves head down the ramp, and Tyler slides into the ring. Pariah takes a seat next to Chris and Ricky.
Ricky Cravate: It appears we are going to be joined by the PWX Hall of Famer himself, John Pariah!
John Pariah: Chris, Ricky..good morning sirs.
"DON'T LOSE YOUR HEEEEEAAAAD!"
"Get Real" roars through the PA system as Adam Stryker walks out on the stage, hearing a chorus of boos. Dressed in his ring attire and a black leather jacket, with a chain hanging around his neck, he takes a long look at the crowd while taking a last smoke from his cigarette. He throws the cigarette butt on the ground before slowly walking to the ring.
Alexis Lace: "From Los Angeles, California, weighting in at 220 pounds... "The SoCal Switchblade"... ADAAAAAAAM... STRYYYYYYYKEEEEEEER!"
The crowd boos loudly as Stryker climbs into the ring-and holds his title up, pointing to it. He acknowledges Pariah out of the corner of his eye, and hands the ref the belt. He calls for the bell, and the two circle the ring.
Chris: Stryker is a multiple time Hybrid Champion here in PWX, and Graves is a former CWC World Champion-this should be insane!
They lock up-and Graves goes behind-forcing Stryker into the corner. He steps back and delivers a trio of strikes to the back of the head, before grabbing him by the hair and turning him around-meeting his chest with a flurry of knife edge chops. Stryker delivers a hard forearm shot-dazing the Prodigal Son as he stumbles back. He runs out of the corner and mows Graves down with a lariat-before immediately going for a pin:
ONE---Graves kicks out just after one.
Ricky: Well John, it looks like you boy isn’t RISING to the occasion.
John Pariah: I see why Darin keeps you around…..
Stryker lifts Graves up by the hair-and shoots him into the ropes. He telegraphs a backdrop, and eats the boot of his opponent, before taking another kick to the midsection, and a DDT for his trouble
Ricky: Really John? Do you think your little Rise movement will really do anything? You think you’re some sort of superhero. Darin Zion controls this company…
John Pariah: If Darin Zion controlled this company-do you think I’d be sitting here? Zion is losing his grip, and at Never Say Die…we will rise.
Ricky: The three of you? Zion has an army under his control!
John: Darin has Schmied, and his bitch boy Adam Stryker. We have not just three former World Champions-but trust us, we are not alone.
In the ring, Graves grabs the arm of Stryker, and floats over into a cattle mutilation submission. Stryker rolls out before he gets it locked in-and both men get to their feet. Stryker throws a hail mary-and Graves ducks, throwing a knee into the midsection. He bounces off the ropes and drops Stryker with a knee to the face-following up with an STO in the middle of the ring.
John: I think Tyler is fairing pretty well for himself now Ricky.
Chris: That he is…
In the ring, Graves for a cover:
ONE!
TW---KICKOUT!
Graves mounts Stryker, and delivers a flurry of strikes, before Stryker shoves him off and gets to a knee. Graves runs at him for a knee strike-but Stryker grabs his leg and takes him down-locking in a leg lock submission.
Ricky: Looks pretty similar to your calf killer there Johnny boy.
Graves grabs the bottom rope-and the ref forces Stryker to break the hold. He pulls himself toward the ropes, but Stryker grabs his leg-and drags him out, jamming his leg up with a ddt on the leg. He follows it up with another leg vine submission, as Tyler screams and goes for the ropes.
Chris: The Hybrid Champion is in control!
Ricky: As he should be! Tyler Graves is a has been!
Graves fights his way back to the ropes-and grabs the bottom of it. Stryker lets go, and Graves pulls himself out of the ring and to the floor. Stryker follows him up-and Graves catches him with a step up enziguri.
Chris: Tyler Graves possibly playing possum?
John: He’s smarter than Stryker. Though its not very hard to be….
Ref: 1……..
Stryker collides with the railing-and Graves grabs him-slamming him face first on the ring apron. He goes to shoot him across the ringside area-but Stryker counters and hits an over head belly to belly-sending Graves crashing into the corner.
Ref: 2!!
Chris: Back and forth action in this match!
Ricky: What do you think of Stryker now, jobless!
John: I never said Stryker wasn’t a top tier performer…I just think his choice in friends is questionable.
Ref: 3!
Stryker mows Graves down with another lariat-and looks up at the commentary table, where John Pariah is sitting. Stryker smirks and grabs Graves, dragging him over to the commentary table.
Stryker: What? Is this your boy John? Your buddy?
He delivers a forearm to the face-knocking Graves down to the floor. He smirks as he turns back to Pariah-and grabs his Hybrid Title off the table.
Ref: 4!
Stryker: I am the face of this company John. Not you, not your never was of a friend, not Brian Hollywood!
John: You don’t deserve to hold that title Adam…
Graves gets up-as Stryker and Pariah begin to argue. He quickly grabs Stryker and rushes him forward-crashing into the table. He rolls him back-and throws him backwards with a german duplex-as the crowd erupts.
John: Like I said…he doesn’t deserve to hold that title…
Chris: Tyler Graves just dropped the Hybrid Champion on his head!
Ricky: Come on Adam! Get up!
Graves slowly gets to a knee as the ref continues counting.
Ref: 5…..6….
Graves stirs to both knees-as Stryker slowly gets to one.
Ref: 8….
Ricky: The ref is to 8! Come on Adam!
Tyler gets to his feet, and rolls into the ring-breaking the count.
Crowd: LETS GO TYLER! *clap clap clapclapclap*
Chris: These fans getting behind Tyler Graves tonight!
John: They’re smarter than Zion thinks!
Stryker gets to his feet-and slowly climbs into the ring, as Graves delivers a hard running knee strike to the head.
Chris: THIS COULD BE IT!
John: He calls that Bulls of Parade!
Graves: COME ON ADAM! I’M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET YOU SON OF A BITCH!
The crowd roars as Graves stalks the Loose Cannon-wanting to take his head off with another knee kick. Suddenly Schmied runs down the ramp and hits the ring-taking Graves down with a chair. The ref calls for the bell as Schmied puts the boots to Graves.
John: Son of a bitch…
Pariah drops the head set and hits the ring-but is caught by a running strike from Adam Stryker. the Shadow Cabinet members lay waste to Pariah and Graves in the middle of the ring, as Stryker drops Pariah with the Vortex-and Schmied chokeslams Graves. The crowd boos loudly as Stryker grabs his belt-and gets in Pariahs face
Stryker: THIS WILL NEVER BE YOURS JOHN! YOU ARE DONE, WASHED UP! BROKEN AND BEATEN! STAY DOWN!
The crowd roars with boos as Strykers music hits-and he throws the mic down by Pariah. The two head up the ramp-as Pariah stirs over to his stomach-grabbing the mic.
John: Cut it. Cut the damn music…..
Pariah slowly crawls to a knee.
John: Stay Down? Adam, is that really what you want?
Pariah gets to his knees-holding his ribs.
John: Never Say Die….you…Zion…Schmied. Me. Brian…and Tyler……
Pariah grabs the ropes-and pulls himself up-still holding his ribs.
John: You will have to kill me to get me to stay down…you will have to kill all of us to get us to stay down. There are more waiting for our command Adam….at Never Say Die…..we will rise….and it will be…..ALL….OUT……WAR!!!!
Pariah drops the mic-and drops to a knee still holding his ribs, as the crowd roars. “Rise” echoes over the PA as we fade to commercial.
WINNER: TYLER GRAVES VIA DQ
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We fade in to a scene of the locker room backstage where we see the Philly Young Gun, Blake Jones, lacing up his white boots. Suddenly, we hear the locker room door open and close and Blake quickly gets to his feet as Pat Gordon Jr. makes his way into the shot, now face to face with Blake.
Blake: "Hey, Pat."
The Boston Bruiser places a hand on leans in to Blake Jones. Gordon's body posture says it all. His chest is puffed out, his muscles are tense; he's trying to intimidate Blake.
PGJR: "Blake. I wanna make one thing clear..."
Blake isn't put off by Gordon, or at least he isn't showing it if he is.
PGJR: "I don't trust you."
Blake: "I can see why, but I'm telling you, I am my own man. I make my own decisions and I do plan on winning this match tonight and facing Troy in a LEGITIMATE matchup."
Pat stands upright and folds his arms as he gets out of Blake's personal space. The Southie Scrapper wears a skeptical scowl.
PGJR: "If you're so much your own man, then why are you such great chums with Troy Stone? You DO know what he's gonna ask you to do if you win, don't you?"
Blake just shakes his head.
Blake: "He's not going to ask me anything because I'm very sure he wants to beat me for bragging rights, so he'll fight me and I'll fight him."
PGJR: "Blake, you don't understand. Maybe you've won more championships than I have, sure. But you don't know what it's like to hold the big one. You don't know what it does to a person. And look at how he put David Wilson in this thing. You don't think THAT was to protect his best interests? You don't think Bowen will be out there trying to make sure someone comes through that will bow down to Stone's will?
"And how are you gonna look him in the eye and tell him no when you're a groomsman in his wedding? Are you ready to deal with THAT awkardness?"
Blake sighs.
Blake: "At the end of the day, I guess I just have faith in Troy. Not a popular opinion, I know, but I think he respects me enough to know that I won't lie down for anyone, especially when the big one is on the line."
PGJR: "Mark my words, Blake, that faith is gonna prove just as misplaced as your faith in Jon Collins and his Godfathers of Wrestling chronies. Deep down inside you KNOW what Troy's gonna expect of you. And I just can't trust you not to do it.
"Not that it woulda mattered anyway. We're both in this match, and Gordonzilla here ain't letting anyone take this chance to get back on top away from him."
The Boston Bruiser gave Blake a slap on the back and left him to finish getting ready for the Stone Cold Gauntlet.
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