Post by PWXonline on Jan 3, 2014 6:37:36 GMT -5
PWX PRESENTS: ADRENALINE 64: YEAR IN REVIEW
VALLEY VIEW CASINO CENTER
SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA
WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 1ST, 2014
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Pyro shoots down from the rafters as it blows up on the stage in the Valley View Casino Center. The crowd are hot on their feet as they are shouting all sorts of different chants. The camera cuts to ringside as we are taken to our commentators.
Chris: Welcome everyone, to a BRAND NEW YEAR! A brand new year and a brand new episode of PWX Adrenaline! I'm Chris Caudill as always and I'm joined by my ever so opinionated, Ricky Cravate.
Ricky: What the fuck?!
Chris: Brand new year and Ricky already is dropping the iron hammer of commentary on everyone.
Ricky: Cheers mother fuckers!
Chris: I'm glad you transitioned into the new year. Alright folks, we've got a good one for you today!
Ricky: Jesus Christ, you sound like Steve Harvey.
Chris: So?
Ricky: STEVE MOTHER FUCKING HARVEY!
Chris: Uh...yes?
Ricky: Who is better than you...
Chris:...Talk to the boss about that..
Ricky: Hey now, I know Mr. Hollywood would approve!
Chris: With that folks, we've got an AWESOME Year In Review show tonight and we even have a couple matches on tonight's show. Cash Money, who somehow beat the PWX Champion a couple weeks ago, will face PWX newcomer, Christopher Diamond!
Ricky: I've heard a lot about Diamond and I'm truly excited to see what he can bring to PWX. Mr. Hollywood knows what he's doing and signing Diamond was brilliant!
Chris: For our main event, Nighthawk is taking on PWX Hybrid Champion, John Pariah, in a 2 out of 3 falls match! Non title. What a main event that's going to be!
Ricky: Meh. I don't know how the fuck Pariah even won the Hybrid Championship to begin with but that's got to be rigged..
Chris: Through out our show, we'll take you back to some of the greatest moments and even matches in 2013! I do wanna...oh wait, we've got something happening already! It looks like Elijah Black is going to be coming out here as his music has cued! Let's see what he has to say.
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[Without warning, the opening riff to “Smash The Control Machine” thunders over the arena PA system…]
With the perfect hair
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...
[…and Elijah Black walks out at the top of the ramp wearing a Black Flag t-shirt under a leather jacket, mic in hand, giving a nod to the crowd before he walks towards the ring]
Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out your banks
But billed me for the loss
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machines
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank
They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you better remember your place
Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss
Bailed out your banks
But billed me for the loss
They say we must submit
And be one with the Machines
Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed
So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage
And play born-again American
Resistance is the game
[Black reaches ringside and climbs the ring steps, stepping between the ropes into the ring and pacing for a moment as his theme dies down]
So if you overdid it last night, I guess I should apologise for my music being a bit too loud for you…
[Black gives a wry look to the camera]
So it’s been a couple of weeks since I was last out here, and I think we all remember what happened then, don’t we? If you don’t…long story short, it turns out that I’m the top seed in the tag team tournament yet I don’t have a partner. I know, I know, whilst the rest of you were hoping your parents would kindly donate their hard-earned to a couple of multinational corporations, all I wanted for Christmas was a tag team partner.
[Black pauses]
Only that’s not all that I want.
See, as it’s a New Year, I started looking back on 2013, and I saw plenty of highs…and a few lows.
I already mentioned I lost a partner after winning a best-of-five series against Nighthawk and Aries, but there was plenty of other things. For example, I won the PWX Championship twice, and I lost it…twice. And, apparently, nobody seemed to think I was worth a damn for the end-of-year awards.
The thing is, those awards reminded me of something. You see, when you were voting Troy Stone as PWX Champion of the year, there’s something that you all seem to have forgotten, and I’m sure Stone is hoping that you’d forgotten as it seems nobody brought it up. You see, when Timothy Hunt cost me the belt, that meant I could use those two magic words: “rematch clause.” Yet for some reason nobody seemed to be paying attention to this gross oversight.
So with this in mind, that means I can make my New Year’s Resolution, and here it is: Troy Stone, you owe me a title match and you’ve owed it to me for months – and since you can’t say you’re defending the belt at No Limits against somebody else, that means I’m done waiting in line and I am taking matters into my own hands and demanding that I receive the match you have denied me for so long.
Most of all, should you be so kind as to accept my contractually-obliged rematch, I will prove once again why democracy doesn’t work – because the guy you voted as the best champion will have lost to the guy you thought wasn’t good enough, and he lost in a way you cannot argue with the results, only that you were fooled into voted for the hype rather than the person.
Yes, I know that’s technically two resolutions, but let’s just say that I’m looking to balance out several lumps of coal that I received for the past year. So, with that, the lump of coal is firmly in Troy Stone’s court.
Chris: WHOA! Black just invoked his rematch clause! At least that's what he just told Stone!
Ricky: Fuck! What gives Black the right to do that?! Thats not fair for the champion! A week out? Troy probably isn't even ready yet!
Chris: I don't know, but we've got ourselves one hell of a main event for No Limits next week! Folks, were gonna take a quick break. When we come back, Cash meets PWX debut, Chris Diamond, one on one! Stay tuned, folks!
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SINGLES MATCH
CASH MONEY vs CHRIS DIAMOND
[The match opens up with Diamond and Money meeting in the center of the ring. Cash Money extends his hand, but is promptly bitch slapped for his effort. Money takes exception to the disrespect and hits the ropes with great speed. Money charges in for a shoulder tackle, and hits Diamond, bouncing off and flailing to the mat comedically while he does so. The fans laugh, and when Money tries to get back to his feet, Diamond pushes him over with a well placed boot. Money gets back to his feet and flies at Diamond, attempt to hit him with a flying forearm; but Diamond moves and Money goes skidding out of the ring; and topples to the concrete floor in a very awkward, non wrestling fashion.]
Chris: This is Chris Diamond’s debut and man did he get an easy one!
Ricky: Cash Money is about as useful in the ring as a feather duster!
Chris: I don’t know about that Ricky. The fans do need someone to laugh at!
Ricky: That’s what we hired you for!
[Money gets up and gets back in the ring. He goes after Diamond with a big forearm smash, but Diamond blocks it, spinning Money around. Money goes for the double eye poke, but Diamond has it scouted and throws up the three stooges eye poke block. The crowd laughs at the action, and laughs even harder when Diamond raises a boot between Cash Money’s legs. Cash Money stands there for a minute, completely no selling the groin shot. Diamond pokes Money with a finger, and Money takes off running around the ring, screaming in pain and holding his family jewels. After ten minutes of running like an idiot, he stops and takes a gigantic bump. Diamond looks around a bit confused and then attempts to cover Money.]
ONE
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Chris: Three Stooges! Three Stooges! Chris Diamond just went Three Stooges in a PWX ring! Cash Money’s eyes must be hurting.
Ricky: And a kick that had no effect on the sorry ass wigger, known as Cash Money.
Chris: He’s not doing anything? Oh wait, there he goes.
Ricky: You’d have thought he shot him by that reaction! But then again, I think I’d be screaming like that too if I got kicked in the ding dong too.
Money gets up quickly and heads towards the corner, with Diamond following behind quietly. Money jumps to the top rope with his back turned towards the ring. Diamond smacks the top rope and Money tumbles backwards and falls flat into the ring. Money lays in the ring rolling around in pain as Diamond settles in and waits for Money to get up. Money gets up and is kicked in the gut, followed by being nailed by the Diamond Stunner. Money rolls around the ring after selling the bump supremely, and Diamond goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: What a debut for Diamond here in PWX tonight!
Ricky: Looks like Cash Money's win over Stone was nothing but a pure fluke. God damn, I wonder how Stone is going to feel about that one..
Chris: I don't know, but Chris Diamond has started out his PWX career positively with a win tonight! It looks like Diamond's New Year is going perfect so far!
WINNER: CHRIS DIAMOND
CASH MONEY vs CHRIS DIAMOND
[The match opens up with Diamond and Money meeting in the center of the ring. Cash Money extends his hand, but is promptly bitch slapped for his effort. Money takes exception to the disrespect and hits the ropes with great speed. Money charges in for a shoulder tackle, and hits Diamond, bouncing off and flailing to the mat comedically while he does so. The fans laugh, and when Money tries to get back to his feet, Diamond pushes him over with a well placed boot. Money gets back to his feet and flies at Diamond, attempt to hit him with a flying forearm; but Diamond moves and Money goes skidding out of the ring; and topples to the concrete floor in a very awkward, non wrestling fashion.]
Chris: This is Chris Diamond’s debut and man did he get an easy one!
Ricky: Cash Money is about as useful in the ring as a feather duster!
Chris: I don’t know about that Ricky. The fans do need someone to laugh at!
Ricky: That’s what we hired you for!
[Money gets up and gets back in the ring. He goes after Diamond with a big forearm smash, but Diamond blocks it, spinning Money around. Money goes for the double eye poke, but Diamond has it scouted and throws up the three stooges eye poke block. The crowd laughs at the action, and laughs even harder when Diamond raises a boot between Cash Money’s legs. Cash Money stands there for a minute, completely no selling the groin shot. Diamond pokes Money with a finger, and Money takes off running around the ring, screaming in pain and holding his family jewels. After ten minutes of running like an idiot, he stops and takes a gigantic bump. Diamond looks around a bit confused and then attempts to cover Money.]
ONE
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Chris: Three Stooges! Three Stooges! Chris Diamond just went Three Stooges in a PWX ring! Cash Money’s eyes must be hurting.
Ricky: And a kick that had no effect on the sorry ass wigger, known as Cash Money.
Chris: He’s not doing anything? Oh wait, there he goes.
Ricky: You’d have thought he shot him by that reaction! But then again, I think I’d be screaming like that too if I got kicked in the ding dong too.
Money gets up quickly and heads towards the corner, with Diamond following behind quietly. Money jumps to the top rope with his back turned towards the ring. Diamond smacks the top rope and Money tumbles backwards and falls flat into the ring. Money lays in the ring rolling around in pain as Diamond settles in and waits for Money to get up. Money gets up and is kicked in the gut, followed by being nailed by the Diamond Stunner. Money rolls around the ring after selling the bump supremely, and Diamond goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Chris: What a debut for Diamond here in PWX tonight!
Ricky: Looks like Cash Money's win over Stone was nothing but a pure fluke. God damn, I wonder how Stone is going to feel about that one..
Chris: I don't know, but Chris Diamond has started out his PWX career positively with a win tonight! It looks like Diamond's New Year is going perfect so far!
WINNER: CHRIS DIAMOND
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PWX 2013 MOMENT: ADR 23-ONE NIGHT ONLY
As Nighthawk sits alone in a sparsely decorated office inside a red-brick gym on the south side of Chicago, we see the beginnings of a smile on his face as behind him we see a trophy case filled with titles and tournament trophies. Clad in a black Chigusa Nagayo t-shirt, blue-and-white two-tone wrestling shorts, and black wrestling boots, the "Wrestling Machine" gets up from his chair and heads towards the ring of the gym. Sliding in underneath the bottom rope Nighthawk smiles.
Nighthawk: "Hi PWX. You may or may not know me. My name is Nighthawk. I have earned the right to be called a lot of things. Jake Keeton can speak to what those things are. But here is the thing: I understand that I have to prove something to myself. So.... next week, whoever wants to face me, can. Whoever wants to show the new guy I don't belong in PWX, you can try. But be forewarned: I am no one's patsy. Goodnight PWX. May sleep give you the courage to go on."
As we fade out of the gym, we see a small armada of wrestlers stationed around the ring, each holding icebags to their elbows, shoulders, and knees respectively.
Nighthawk: "Hi PWX. You may or may not know me. My name is Nighthawk. I have earned the right to be called a lot of things. Jake Keeton can speak to what those things are. But here is the thing: I understand that I have to prove something to myself. So.... next week, whoever wants to face me, can. Whoever wants to show the new guy I don't belong in PWX, you can try. But be forewarned: I am no one's patsy. Goodnight PWX. May sleep give you the courage to go on."
As we fade out of the gym, we see a small armada of wrestlers stationed around the ring, each holding icebags to their elbows, shoulders, and knees respectively.
Chris: Ah, at the time, nobody would have thought this man would have made an impact! Nighthawk's first appearance in PWX!
Ricky: I'll admit, Nighthawk has done some impressive things here in that one year time frame. Becoming a two time PWX Champion in ONE YEAR?! Impressive. Damn Impressive.
Chris: Stay tuned folks! We've got loads more where that came from....NEXT!
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[“Funeral Hymn” By Exodus hits the speakers and Wrath emerges from behind the curtain with a beer in hand as he marches down towards the ring. He slides into the ring, and gets up, grabbing the microphone away from the ring announcer. He takes a swill of beer, and leans back against the ropes, listening to the cheers from the crowd. After it starts to die down, he steps off the ropes.]
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Last week, I can honestly say I had fun. Nighthawk, brother, you got the better of me. No bullshit on that one. It ain’t the last time we’re going to see each other, and you better believe I’m going to have something you ain’t seen before when I get in the ring with you again. But he’s not why I’m out here tonight really. Tonight is all about making Brian Hollywood even more miserable than he already is. You want to book me and you at No Limits… you bet your sweet ass that’s what I want. Your punk ass is finally going to step out from behind your little piss ant hiding place and take me on. You mad cuz I’m taking the piss out of you and your limo? Well guess what, Brian, get the fuck over it cuz I’m the big dog on the block and I’m pissing on your fire hydrant. And you’re not going to be able to do shit about it. So if you thought pissing your pants over a party toy was bad, let’s see the big brown stain in them when I show you what I have up my sleeve this week.
[The crowd gets a hushed tone to it as Wrath starts to dig into his leather vest. He pulls out a manila envelope and holds it up for the crowd to see. The buzz starts to grow among the fans.]
John “Wrath” Ojeda: You see, I’ve been on the phone with my legal counsel. I already do that a lot to begin with, so I figured what the fuck… while the over priced guy covers my ass I had him look into my contract with PWX. And what do you know, that guy I have on retainer was actually good for something. Shocking, right, a lawyer doing some good in the world. You see Brian, all those months ago, when PWX resurrected from the flames and they needed me to make it happen; I got a lot of things promised to me. And I got it all in writing. So when Tweeder beat me for World title, he got to go on and do his thing. But I was owed a title rematch. I’m still owed a rematch, because as the clause in the contract states… any time, any place, under any conditions I want. And I know that is just going to bur…
[Before Wrath can finish his sentence “Perfect Insanity” by Disturbed interrupts Wrath’s speech. Brian Hollywood storms out onto the stage with microphone in hand, and motions for his music to be cut. The fans start to boo him loudly, but he just talks over them.]
Brian Hollywood: I don’t have to honor that bullshit contract that got signed over a year ago.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Actually, yeah you do. It’s already been cleared with legal. It’s happening if you like it or not, or we’ll be talking law suit and me owning your ass, homeboy. What, mad that the scumbag biker can play your corporate suit game too?
Brian Hollywood: You’re right, maybe you do have a title shot coming to you. I, however, will see to it that you never make it that far. You want that title shot, you have to beat me at No Limits John.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: That’s it? I thought I was going to have to go on some sacred quest to remove the unholy stain of piss in your favorite slacks. I’ll smack your dumb ass around for five minutes and get my title shot and then go find a place to get a beer and a cheese steak.
Brian Hollywood: Well since I have the confidence in my abilities to beat you, to risk the credibility of my company by even allowing you to sniff near PWX’s World Championship… maybe you have the balls to put something on the line yourself?
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Oh, you want to gamble son. I’ll put up a couple grand.
Brian Hollywood: I was thinking your Harley. It’d be a nice replacement to the limo you destroyed. I liked that limo, I had finally gotten the seat molded to my perfect rear end and then you destroyed it! So I’m going to destroy you and take your most prized possession.
John “Wrath” Ojeda: Since I already know you’re fucking dog meat when I get you in the ring… you’re on!
Brian Hollywood: I’m going to fucking end you, Wrath. The boss always gets his way! That’s an executive promise!
[Hollywood walks off the stage and heads to the back, as Wrath flips him the bird and rolls out of the ring to head up the ramp in a somewhat rushed fashion to get after Hollywood.]
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PWX 2013 MOMENT: ADR 23-ONE NIGHT ONLY
[We are taken backstage outside a locker room. The crowd goes wild as the name plate comes into full view. It says “Sex and Money” on the door. The camera pans inside as Noah Hanson and Brian Hollywood come into view. They are both talking as a knock is heard at their door.]
Noah Hanson: Who the hell is that?
Brian Hollywood: I can only imagine.
[Hollywood goes to open the door and in walks Jerry Clark. Hollywood steps back and rolls his eyes as Jerry walks into the room.]
Noah Hanson: Who the hell are you?
Jerry Clark: I would be the..
[Hollywood interrupts him.]
Brian Hollywood: That would be your everyday annoying backstage interviewer.
[Noah just looks at him.]
Noah Hanson: I think you got the wrong room pal. We were expecting company, but your clearly not it.
[Both Hollywood and Hanson laugh.]
Jerry Clark: I just figured this was the perfect time for the world to get a comment for the reuniting of Sex and Money.
Noah Hanson: Last time I heard, this was dubbed a “One Night Only” return.
[Hollywood looks at him and smiles.]
Brian Hollywood: Although I do think it’s funny that management still thinks they have a right to say how and what terms Sex and Money goes by. One night reunion? We’ll be the judges of that.
Jerry Clark: I just do what they tell me.
Noah Hanson: That’s the problem Jerry. I don’t even know you, yet I feel like I know what kind of personality follows you everywhere.
[Hollywood goes to the door and proceeds to open it up.]
Noah Hanson: Jerry, if you REALLY knew Sex and Money, you would realize we pick and choose our interviews. We also pick and chose what we want people to know. Now if you’ll just show yourself out that door that Mr Hollywood has open for you, that would be the best thing for you in your good health.
[Jerry just looks at Noah as Noah stands over Jerry very intimately. Jerry looks back at Hollywood who just shrugs his shoulders and gestures for Jerry to get out. Finally, Jerry just leaves. Hollywood shuts the door and walks back over to the bench.]
Brian Hollywood: And now you know what kind of bullshit I go through weekly with that guy.
[Noah laughs.]
Noah Hanson: Well it’s good to be back together again. Miss the good times but ready to make some new ones! How about we make an example out of this New Age and teach them just who the fuck their dealing with.
Brian Hollywood: I don’t get it really. It’s like they never learn. Without guys like that, though, I’m afraid our lives would just be dull sometimes.
[Noah laughs again and nods his head.]
Noah Hanson: Well, it’s good to be in the ring again with you. I remember last time we were on the same team. I’ve taught you pretty much everything I know. I hoped you would be the best one day and I see you’ve certainly made a lot out of the training I gave you. It will be a true honor to really wrestle beside you tonight as legends. Now I’ll get to see your ring skills in action up close and personal. Let’s see just how much you’ve applied what I taught you.
[Hollywood laughs as he pats Noah on the back. All of a sudden, another knock is heard from the door. Hollywood smiles and answers it.]
Brian Hollywood: Oh believe me, I’ve never forgotten any of it!
[Hollywood opens the door and in walks two very smoking hot women with a couple bottles of Champaigne. Noah smiles and nods at Hollywood.]
Noah Hanson: Touche my friend.
[Both men start to gather around the girls as Hollywood shuts the door to the locker room.]
Noah Hanson: Who the hell is that?
Brian Hollywood: I can only imagine.
[Hollywood goes to open the door and in walks Jerry Clark. Hollywood steps back and rolls his eyes as Jerry walks into the room.]
Noah Hanson: Who the hell are you?
Jerry Clark: I would be the..
[Hollywood interrupts him.]
Brian Hollywood: That would be your everyday annoying backstage interviewer.
[Noah just looks at him.]
Noah Hanson: I think you got the wrong room pal. We were expecting company, but your clearly not it.
[Both Hollywood and Hanson laugh.]
Jerry Clark: I just figured this was the perfect time for the world to get a comment for the reuniting of Sex and Money.
Noah Hanson: Last time I heard, this was dubbed a “One Night Only” return.
[Hollywood looks at him and smiles.]
Brian Hollywood: Although I do think it’s funny that management still thinks they have a right to say how and what terms Sex and Money goes by. One night reunion? We’ll be the judges of that.
Jerry Clark: I just do what they tell me.
Noah Hanson: That’s the problem Jerry. I don’t even know you, yet I feel like I know what kind of personality follows you everywhere.
[Hollywood goes to the door and proceeds to open it up.]
Noah Hanson: Jerry, if you REALLY knew Sex and Money, you would realize we pick and choose our interviews. We also pick and chose what we want people to know. Now if you’ll just show yourself out that door that Mr Hollywood has open for you, that would be the best thing for you in your good health.
[Jerry just looks at Noah as Noah stands over Jerry very intimately. Jerry looks back at Hollywood who just shrugs his shoulders and gestures for Jerry to get out. Finally, Jerry just leaves. Hollywood shuts the door and walks back over to the bench.]
Brian Hollywood: And now you know what kind of bullshit I go through weekly with that guy.
[Noah laughs.]
Noah Hanson: Well it’s good to be back together again. Miss the good times but ready to make some new ones! How about we make an example out of this New Age and teach them just who the fuck their dealing with.
Brian Hollywood: I don’t get it really. It’s like they never learn. Without guys like that, though, I’m afraid our lives would just be dull sometimes.
[Noah laughs again and nods his head.]
Noah Hanson: Well, it’s good to be in the ring again with you. I remember last time we were on the same team. I’ve taught you pretty much everything I know. I hoped you would be the best one day and I see you’ve certainly made a lot out of the training I gave you. It will be a true honor to really wrestle beside you tonight as legends. Now I’ll get to see your ring skills in action up close and personal. Let’s see just how much you’ve applied what I taught you.
[Hollywood laughs as he pats Noah on the back. All of a sudden, another knock is heard from the door. Hollywood smiles and answers it.]
Brian Hollywood: Oh believe me, I’ve never forgotten any of it!
[Hollywood opens the door and in walks two very smoking hot women with a couple bottles of Champaigne. Noah smiles and nods at Hollywood.]
Noah Hanson: Touche my friend.
[Both men start to gather around the girls as Hollywood shuts the door to the locker room.]
Ricky: Mr. Hollywood! Any moment with Hollywood is a good moment to relive!
Chris: If memory serves me correctly, you weren't too fond of Hollywood around this time..
Ricky: Shut up Chris! I was just....moody!
Chris:....right. This was the one night reunion of Sex and Money. Of course, this "One Night Only" ended up turning into something of a long stay. Brian Hollywood and Noah Hanson ended up winning the PWX Tag Team Championships and beat, literally, every team on the roster! Some still argue that they never really "lost" the belts in the first place. Hollywood was "fired" which that ended up being a set up, and Noah just "dropped" his half and retired PWX.
Ricky: There isn't a team alive that could have beaten Sex and Money. They were dominant! I'm surprised they didn't win Tag Team of the Year!
Chris: I agree with you Ricky. Who knows, they still may have been champions if those circumstances transpired. You know what they say in the business, Ricky...what if? Folks, well be right back.
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PWX 2013 MOMENT: NO LIMITS 2013-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.”
["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.”
Chris: More Nighthawk! He did have a big year in 2013 and I think his match against PWX Hall of Famer, Noah Hanson, was a really stellar match!
Ricky: It's Noah Fucking Hanson! Of course he puts on great matches! He's not a PWX Hall of Famer for nothing you know!
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"Get Real" roars through the PA system and the song brings out Adam Stryker. The SoCal Switchblade is dressed in Denim jeans and his new signature "Free Bearhugs" t-shirt, 220 WWWorld Championship sling over his shoulder. To a mixed reaction, he enters the ring and asks Alexis for the mic.
Stryker: As you have probably noticed, I've been kinda angry again. And it's for a good reason. You see, eversince October 2012, I have busted my ass week after week after goddamn week to make everyone see that the highest value in Pro Wrestling X lies in Adam Stryker. I've done everything to show you just that, good things and bad things, I've won titles and wrestled five star matches, I've ended careers and joined some bad companies... I want to start the new year differently.
Stryker runs his hand through his hair, thinking, as the crowd is silent in anticipation.
Stryker: In four days, January 5th, I'll be turning 28. I'm soon to be a married man, me and my fianceé Maria Dainelii wanna start a family... and thanks to that, I started thinking differently about things. I'm sick of being someone's stepping stone, someone's hitman or someone's obedient bitch!
The crowd roars in approval.
Stryker: Which gets me to last week. In one of the best matches PWX has seen in 2013, I faced John Pariah in a steel cage match for the PWX Hybrid Championship. Once again we took the competition surrounding this prestigious belt to another level and in the end, John handed me my first loss in our little series of matches. And you know what? I don't mind. Because he did it fair and square, like a real competitor, like a real man. I wanna invite John Pariah out here to face me...
"Rise" by Escape the Paradigm brings out John Pariah, wearing his newly won Hybrid Championship around his waist. All the people in the crowd chant his name as he enters the ring and receives a mic from Alexis too.
Stryker: John, I know we haven't said or done the nicest things to another, but I want you to know that you've given me some of the best fights of my life... and I respect you for that.
The crowd roars with cheers, as Pariah smirks and walks around the ring.
Pariah: Adam..I’ve been telling you this for months now. I never stopped respecting you. One year ago, I brought you into PWX on a whim. All it took was for me to see one match-and I knew you had to be on my roster. Now here we are, a year later-and you’re a three time Hybrid Champion, two time Tag Team champion, and the 2013 Superstar of the Year! You’re one of the hardest hitting bastards in that locker room. You give it your all each and every night…Adam, this is why I’ve been saying that dealing with The Establishment wasn’t ‘you’. Any time you want your rematch, you got it…
The crowd roars as Pariah extends his hand to Stryker. He pauses for a moment and goes to shake-as we hear Zion doing his best Vickie Guerrero impression from the stage
"Enough!"
Darin Zion and Schmied stand right at the entrance ramp and look at both Pariah and Stryker standing in the ring. Darin Zion holds Schmied back as he walks closer towards the ring. Schmied continues to stare a hole in both Pariah and Stryker. Darin laughs as the crowd continues to shower him with boos.
Darin Zion: Look! Stryker, I never used you as a bitch. I gave you free will this entire time. You wanted to hurt people, and I wanted to protect the investment that I saw as PWX's future. I agree with Pariah, Mr. Stryker, I wanted to build you up as PWX's next champion. I took you under my wing GRACIOUSLY after you retired my ass. I didn't have to hold a grudge against you. I wanted to THANK you for giving me the power to take PWX's reigns better than Pariah's worthless family. I gave you the Hybrid Championship one more time to build you up before I executed my grand master plan. It's only a matter of time before Troy Stone falls. He can't carry this company alone forever. You were to be his replacement. You were supposed to be the face of PWX.
Crowd: Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit!
Schmied continues to drool at the mouth like an a rabid beast. Darin holds him back as the crowd continues to boo. Darin looks down rather sad. He looks regretfully as he reflects for a moment.
Darin Zion: But how do you repay me you ungrateful bastard? You beg me to resign Pariah, which he already did when he signed the contract for that match, you treated me like shit on my own show, and you constantly Stryker did not want my help. I didn't extend my help to make you look weak. I wanted everyone to know I fully supported a man who destroyed PWX's HERO! I stood many years in that ring getting overlooked Stryker and I would have begged for someone to give me the chance I gave you. But no, all I got was Pariah treating me like shit and creating the term: you quit Darin Zion-ing all over the ring. He then sicked Michael Norcia to constantly shit in my locker bags and torture me: his world champion. Pariah couldn't even fight his own pathetic battles. Just look at yourself Adam. I wanted to turn you into a champion, and Pariah wanted to turn you into HIS BITCH.
Crowd: LIAR! LIAR! LIAR!
Darin Zion: But it's clear you want to believe the lies, you want to believe the poison. I get it Adam, you want to "think clearly" and drink the Kool-Aid Pariah gives you. I get that, you want to bite the hand that fed you: Darin Zion. It wasn't Pariah who gave you chances, it was me. I mean look what Pariah's regime did to you. When Brian Hollywood drank the poison, he took your Hybrid Championship. Brian went over you and what did Pariah do to protect his investment? He threw you down into the Tag Team Division. What did I do to you? I actually came up to you to start a program backstage. I let you end my career. I'd not let ANYONE do that to me. I knew you could be a World Champion with a few tweaks. And what did I do for you? I let you go over me in singles action when we both found out my injury was lots worse than it should have been. Yet, you want to believe Pariah's bullshit about how he'll give you a rematch, or how he thinks you're the future. Yeah, Pariah, I bet you didn't tell him the truth a year ago. Sure you might've had a change of heart, but I believe in him the entire time.
Schmied immediately grabs the microphone and stares at Zion. He's calmed down a bit and looking directly at the crowd. The crowd immediately digs more into Schmied. They start a "retard" chant at him. Schmied glares, but then manically laughs while he speaks.
Schmied: Yes, Adam, but unfortunately you had to complain about what we gave you. Just like Pariah does. And while Darin is the boss, I handle all our complaints. It's quite a shame though Adam. I thought of you like a..a..a..brother...and a saint! You and I tore apart our opponents so beautifully. It was magical! And while I've let this slide for a while Adam, but unfortunately, we can't have people complaining here in PWX. It's bad for our business; even if you're one of our own. Adam, I sure hate to do this, but I will say this will hurt me a lot more than this will hurt you.
Immediately, Schmied breaks free of Zion and dashes into the ring, without hesitation. Schmied shoots a Lariat towards Pariah, but the Hybrid Champion ducks and dodges the attempt. Pariah and Stryker send stereo kicks at Schmied's mid-section and back. They both run bouncing off the opposite ropes and John delivers a Running Chop Block to the masked monster, just at the same moment that Adam hits a powerful Spear. Zion bails the ring as both the current and former Hybrid Champion stand tall next to one another. As they get face to face, crowd cheers loudly, almost tearing the roof of Valley View Casino Center off. Stryker smirks, then Pariah too. The crowd explodes as the two shake hands. Darin Zion, joined at ringside with Schmied, shakes his head in disbelief as Pariah raises his championship belt above his head and Stryker performs his typical cut-throat taunt. Darin Zion smiles back as Schmied comes out of the ring. Darin Zion reaches for the microphone one more time and smirks at both Stryker and Pariah.
Darin Zion: Fine, gentlemen, your fate is sealed now. At No Limits: I'll make yet another appearance in this ring. It will be Darin Zion and Schmied taking on PWX's rejects of John Pariah and Adam Stryker. And let's face it, no one has defeated Schmied yet. So good luck taking on PWX's biggest demon.
Pariah and Stryker both motion at Zion and Schmied while they laugh sadistically, they taunt the evil chairman and his beast as the scene fades to black.
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PWX 2013 MOMENT: ADR 30-PWX Champ Darin Zion vs John Pariah
Chris Caudill: This is a huge match Ricky!
Ricky Cravate: After three months away, John Pariah returned in Osaka, Japan-to pay his respect to the former two time Hybrid Champion Timothy Hunt. Now, in his home town of Chicago-he's looking to shut Darin Zion up!
Chris Caudill: Zion has been World Champion since November at Never Say Die. Since that same night, he has done nothing but run his mouth. Now Chicago's Finest looks to teach him a thing about honor and respect.
[Both Pariah and Zion are standing in their respective corners as suddenly Shadoe Rage appears at the top of the ramp he stares down Zion who says something to Hollywood who smirks as Rage makes his way down to ring side sitting in a chair. Zion just stares at him as he slowly turns his attention back to the ring as Hollywood rings the bell as both men begin to circle one another. Both men lock up hard with Zion grabbing a quick headlock wrenching it in as Pariah shoots him off the ropes he runs at Zion hitting a stiff shoulder knocking Zion down to the mat. Both men look at each other for a split second before Pariah hits the ropes Zion gets to his stomach as Pariah hops over hitting the ropes coming back Zion hits a leap frog as Pariah hits the ropes again Zion hits a stiff kick to the chest knocking him down. He glares over at Rage who seems UN fazed as he turns his attention back to Pariah. He tries to grab at his leg but Pariah quickly hits a stiff kick to the face stunning Zion knocking him back as Pariah rolls quickly back to his feet. Pariah backs Zion in to the corner hitting him with a few hard knife edge chops and then hits him with a stiff elbow that can be heard throughout the arena. Zion who seems out on his feet begins to slump down as Pariah brings him out of the corner with a t bone suplex as Zion hits the mat hard Pariah goes for the cover Hollywood goes down 1….2 Zion kicks out as Pariah smirks locking on a chin lock. Zion begins coming back to life as he gets to his feet elbowing Pariah in the mid-section until he breaks the hold he grabs him hitting a snap suplex floating over and begins reigning down punches to the face and head.]
Ricky Cravate: The World Champion is no slouch. He knows Pariah's weaknesses.
Chris Caudill: The man was in a coma for like a month. It's an act of god he's even wrestling right now!
[Pariah covers up as Zion gets fired up as he stands up he screams to the crowd picking Pariah up he whips him in to the corner running in with a drop kick he knocks Pariah down to the ground as he gets to the top rope leaping off he hits a diving head butt quickly going for the cover. 1….2 Pariah quickly shoots his shoulder up as Zion keeps the intensity at a fever pitch. He picks Pariah up holding his head beginning to reign in devastating knee shots as Pariah still manages to stay on his feet he hits the rope running off and hitting him with a flying kick covering him right in front of Rage who continues to just watch on. 1…..2 Pariah again kicks out as he seems to be getting frustrated he shoves Zion off getting back to his feet as both men get face to face and begin to trade stiff elbow shots. Pariah just continues to scream at Zion to bring it as Zion is hitting him with everything he has. Pariah quickly begins striking back getting the upper hand he hits a sick roaring elbow that drops Zion to his knees as Pariah comes running he hits a big boot to the face knocking Zion flat on his back Pariah quickly goes for the cover as the crowd is going crazy as they count with Hollywood 1……….2 Zion kicks out. Pariah picks Zion up quickly going behind he lands a half nelson suplex quickly going for another cover Hollywood counts 1…………….2……….Zion once again kicks out as Pariah seems to now finally beginning to get frustrated as he seems to be thinking for a few moments before going for his next move. He looks at the ropes and then back at Zion as he runs at them going for a lionsault but Zion gets his knees up as Pariah clutches his mid-section.]
Ricky Cravate: Zion had that move well scouted Chris!
Chris Caudill: That he did. I can't believe it-but he almost seems to have Pariah off gaurd tonight.
Zion kips up to his feet as he stands at the ready for Pariah to get up to his feet he runs at him hitting a stiff back elbow knocking Pariah back against the ropes but he bounces off as he does Zion hits a quick and sudden ddt as Pariahs dead crashes in to the mat. Zion locks in a guillotine choke and tries to sink it in but Pariah stands up lifting him hitting a northern lights suplex as he does Hollywood once again goes down for the count 1………2……………….2 ½…..kick out both men are exhausted as they lay on the mat. The referee starts a ten count getting to eight before Pariah is the first one to his feet. He goes to pick Zion up but he gets pushed off as Zion comes running Pariah hits the welcome to Chicago mother fucker as Zion once again crashes to the mat Pariah begins to once again pump himself up as the crowd begins chanting this is awesome he gets in the spear position as he waits for Zion to get back to his feet as he does Pariah takes off Zion hits him with a knee lift which stuns Pariah as Zion hits a roundhouse kick knocking Pariah down he goes for a cover 1…………….2……………………2 1/2 …………Pariah kicks out as Zion cannot believe as he yells at Hollywood to quit trying to screw him. Zion picks him up screaming at him and begins hitting open hand palm strikes as he goes for a another round house kick Pariah stops him spinning him around locking on a full nelson and then suddenly hits the Ghost Bullet Theory rolling Zion over he covers as Hollywood counts 1…………..2………..3!!. The referee rings the bell as Pariah lays there for a few seconds before standing up as Hollywood raises his hand. Suddenly out of nowhere Jason Aries has hit the ring attacking Pariah from behind hitting him with an elbow to the back of the head spinning him around he lifts him quickly dropping him in to a brain buster. Aries stands over him as the camera pans around we see Zion and Hollywood getting in each other’s face as Rage smirks as he watches on
Ricky Cravate: After three months away, John Pariah returned in Osaka, Japan-to pay his respect to the former two time Hybrid Champion Timothy Hunt. Now, in his home town of Chicago-he's looking to shut Darin Zion up!
Chris Caudill: Zion has been World Champion since November at Never Say Die. Since that same night, he has done nothing but run his mouth. Now Chicago's Finest looks to teach him a thing about honor and respect.
[Both Pariah and Zion are standing in their respective corners as suddenly Shadoe Rage appears at the top of the ramp he stares down Zion who says something to Hollywood who smirks as Rage makes his way down to ring side sitting in a chair. Zion just stares at him as he slowly turns his attention back to the ring as Hollywood rings the bell as both men begin to circle one another. Both men lock up hard with Zion grabbing a quick headlock wrenching it in as Pariah shoots him off the ropes he runs at Zion hitting a stiff shoulder knocking Zion down to the mat. Both men look at each other for a split second before Pariah hits the ropes Zion gets to his stomach as Pariah hops over hitting the ropes coming back Zion hits a leap frog as Pariah hits the ropes again Zion hits a stiff kick to the chest knocking him down. He glares over at Rage who seems UN fazed as he turns his attention back to Pariah. He tries to grab at his leg but Pariah quickly hits a stiff kick to the face stunning Zion knocking him back as Pariah rolls quickly back to his feet. Pariah backs Zion in to the corner hitting him with a few hard knife edge chops and then hits him with a stiff elbow that can be heard throughout the arena. Zion who seems out on his feet begins to slump down as Pariah brings him out of the corner with a t bone suplex as Zion hits the mat hard Pariah goes for the cover Hollywood goes down 1….2 Zion kicks out as Pariah smirks locking on a chin lock. Zion begins coming back to life as he gets to his feet elbowing Pariah in the mid-section until he breaks the hold he grabs him hitting a snap suplex floating over and begins reigning down punches to the face and head.]
Ricky Cravate: The World Champion is no slouch. He knows Pariah's weaknesses.
Chris Caudill: The man was in a coma for like a month. It's an act of god he's even wrestling right now!
[Pariah covers up as Zion gets fired up as he stands up he screams to the crowd picking Pariah up he whips him in to the corner running in with a drop kick he knocks Pariah down to the ground as he gets to the top rope leaping off he hits a diving head butt quickly going for the cover. 1….2 Pariah quickly shoots his shoulder up as Zion keeps the intensity at a fever pitch. He picks Pariah up holding his head beginning to reign in devastating knee shots as Pariah still manages to stay on his feet he hits the rope running off and hitting him with a flying kick covering him right in front of Rage who continues to just watch on. 1…..2 Pariah again kicks out as he seems to be getting frustrated he shoves Zion off getting back to his feet as both men get face to face and begin to trade stiff elbow shots. Pariah just continues to scream at Zion to bring it as Zion is hitting him with everything he has. Pariah quickly begins striking back getting the upper hand he hits a sick roaring elbow that drops Zion to his knees as Pariah comes running he hits a big boot to the face knocking Zion flat on his back Pariah quickly goes for the cover as the crowd is going crazy as they count with Hollywood 1……….2 Zion kicks out. Pariah picks Zion up quickly going behind he lands a half nelson suplex quickly going for another cover Hollywood counts 1…………….2……….Zion once again kicks out as Pariah seems to now finally beginning to get frustrated as he seems to be thinking for a few moments before going for his next move. He looks at the ropes and then back at Zion as he runs at them going for a lionsault but Zion gets his knees up as Pariah clutches his mid-section.]
Ricky Cravate: Zion had that move well scouted Chris!
Chris Caudill: That he did. I can't believe it-but he almost seems to have Pariah off gaurd tonight.
Zion kips up to his feet as he stands at the ready for Pariah to get up to his feet he runs at him hitting a stiff back elbow knocking Pariah back against the ropes but he bounces off as he does Zion hits a quick and sudden ddt as Pariahs dead crashes in to the mat. Zion locks in a guillotine choke and tries to sink it in but Pariah stands up lifting him hitting a northern lights suplex as he does Hollywood once again goes down for the count 1………2……………….2 ½…..kick out both men are exhausted as they lay on the mat. The referee starts a ten count getting to eight before Pariah is the first one to his feet. He goes to pick Zion up but he gets pushed off as Zion comes running Pariah hits the welcome to Chicago mother fucker as Zion once again crashes to the mat Pariah begins to once again pump himself up as the crowd begins chanting this is awesome he gets in the spear position as he waits for Zion to get back to his feet as he does Pariah takes off Zion hits him with a knee lift which stuns Pariah as Zion hits a roundhouse kick knocking Pariah down he goes for a cover 1…………….2……………………2 1/2 …………Pariah kicks out as Zion cannot believe as he yells at Hollywood to quit trying to screw him. Zion picks him up screaming at him and begins hitting open hand palm strikes as he goes for a another round house kick Pariah stops him spinning him around locking on a full nelson and then suddenly hits the Ghost Bullet Theory rolling Zion over he covers as Hollywood counts 1…………..2………..3!!. The referee rings the bell as Pariah lays there for a few seconds before standing up as Hollywood raises his hand. Suddenly out of nowhere Jason Aries has hit the ring attacking Pariah from behind hitting him with an elbow to the back of the head spinning him around he lifts him quickly dropping him in to a brain buster. Aries stands over him as the camera pans around we see Zion and Hollywood getting in each other’s face as Rage smirks as he watches on
Chris: I don't know about you, but I remember that match.
Ricky: Like bloody fucking hell. I almost forgot that Zion was PWX Champion!
Chris: He held the belt for nearly four months.
Ricky: Yes, he ALMOST beat Hollywood's PWX title reign. Hollywood holds the longest reigning record with the PWX Championship.
Chris: Well, that could be beaten this year! Especially with the roll current PWX Champion, Troy Stone, has been on! We've got to take a little break, but well be back after these short moments!
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PWX 2013 MOMENT: CIVIL WAR LEGACY: PARIAH TURNS ON HOLLYWOOD
[The crowd roars as streamers again flow into the ring.[
Ricky Cravate: Who the FUCK is supplying the fans with these streamers?
Chris Caudill: Markiss…
Ricky Cravate: That ni----
[The camera cuts to the ring, where Pariah holds up his tag partners arm. The crowd roars loudly as Hollywood goes to the corner to celebrate on the ropes. Pariah stays in the middle of the ring catching his breath. Hollywood makes his way around the ring, as Pariah stands up. He extends his hand to Hollywood as the crowd continues to reign out a PWX chant. He holds Hollywoods arm up again, before immediately lifting him onto his shoulders. The crowd goes silent as he drops Hollywood across his knee with a GTS.]
Chris Caudill: WHAT THE FUCK!?
Ricky Cravate: ERMAGEHRD!!!
[Pariah immediately drops Hollywood with a rolling elbow as the crowd erupts with boos.]
Chris Caudill: What…what the hell is happening?
[Pariah stands over a fallen and bloody Brian Hollywood. He pulls his bloody hair back behind his head-and looks up at the hard camera facing him. He looks over at Zion and Tiami-who are just getting to their feet. He turns around and climbs out of the ring-walking out of the cage and heading up the ramp. We cut back to the ring, where James Silkk is pulling himself to his knees-laughing maniacally as the copyright comes up, and we fade to black.
Ricky Cravate: Who the FUCK is supplying the fans with these streamers?
Chris Caudill: Markiss…
Ricky Cravate: That ni----
[The camera cuts to the ring, where Pariah holds up his tag partners arm. The crowd roars loudly as Hollywood goes to the corner to celebrate on the ropes. Pariah stays in the middle of the ring catching his breath. Hollywood makes his way around the ring, as Pariah stands up. He extends his hand to Hollywood as the crowd continues to reign out a PWX chant. He holds Hollywoods arm up again, before immediately lifting him onto his shoulders. The crowd goes silent as he drops Hollywood across his knee with a GTS.]
Chris Caudill: WHAT THE FUCK!?
Ricky Cravate: ERMAGEHRD!!!
[Pariah immediately drops Hollywood with a rolling elbow as the crowd erupts with boos.]
Chris Caudill: What…what the hell is happening?
[Pariah stands over a fallen and bloody Brian Hollywood. He pulls his bloody hair back behind his head-and looks up at the hard camera facing him. He looks over at Zion and Tiami-who are just getting to their feet. He turns around and climbs out of the ring-walking out of the cage and heading up the ramp. We cut back to the ring, where James Silkk is pulling himself to his knees-laughing maniacally as the copyright comes up, and we fade to black.
Chris: I will never forget that moment, Ricky.
Ricky: Yea? Well it's poetic justice that Hollywood ended up returning the favor later!
Chris: Who knows, we might end up seeing that! Let's go right into the next one!
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PWX 2013 MOMENT: THE INITIATIVE-AMBULANCE MATCH ADAM STRYKER vs DARIN ZION
Alexis Lace: The following is an ambulance match! Introducing first…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. He smiles as he awaits for his opponent.]
Chris Caudill: Darin is poised right now. Stryker laid him out, he got a measure of revenge when his team beat The Untouchables at Civil War-but tonight, it’s personal.
Ricky Cravate: And Stryker is going to murder him. Murder him dead.
Chris Caudill: Ever the aerator…
"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, 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, representing The Untouchables... "The Loose Cannon"... ADAAAAAAAM... STRYYYYYYYKEEEEEEER!"
Adam takes off the jacket and hands it to a ring crew member before climbing on the apron. He slingshots himself to the ring and gets on the top rope, where he performs a cut-throat taunt as his music slowly dies out.
Chris Caudill: It’s go time!
[The opening bell rings as Zion and Stryker square off face to face. Zion points to the Ambulance in the corner of the arena-next to the stage-and mocks Stryker’s cut throat taunt. Stryker smirks and motions for Zion to “come on” as the crowd begins to come alive.]
Ricky Cravate: Stryker doesn’t sweat Zion. He nearly killed him. Tonight, he finishes the job! I know they’re not friends, but I believe Stryker is taking Zion out-to save him from the destruction he’s bound to get from John Pariah.
Chris Caudill: What?
Ricky Cravate: I’m sure that dreg Darin Zion is on Pariah’s list!
[The bell rings again, and the two lock up. Zion goes behind and runs Stryker into the turnbuckle. He throws a back elbow but Zion ducks and delivers a standing dropkick to the head. He continues his attack-unleashing a flurry of offensive strikes in the corner. He shoots him across the ring-but Stryker blocks it and takes Zion’s head off with a short arm lariat. He smirks as he picks him up and shoots him into the ropes. He lifts him up for a powerbomb-but Zion counters with a head scissors-snapping Stryker over and sending him rolling out to the floor. The crowd roars loudly as Zion runs at him and dives through the ropes-crashing into Stryker and sending them both into the steel railing.]
Chris Caudill: Zion is on fire tonight!
Ricky Cravate: Oh Christopher, how I wish you were being literal.
[The crowd roars as both men pull themselves up. Zion delivers a swinging neckbreaker-taking Stryker down to the mat as the crowd roars with approval. He delivers a pair of strikes to the head-before sitting him up and kicking him in the spine. He yells to the crowd and delivers another kick to the back, and follows it up with a third. He steps back-as Stryker rolls to a knee and tries to shake the cobwebs. Zion runs at him and goes to punt Stryker in the skull-but he moves back and Zion misses. Stryker immediately gets up and delivers a yakuza kick to the face-taking the former World Champion down to the mat with force. The crowd boos loudly as Stryker picks him up and slams him into the steel ring steps. He lets Zion lay on the steps-as he grabs a chair. He measures Zion-and goes to smash the chair over the back of his head. Zion rolls out of the way. Stryker lifts the chair up-but gets a jumping kick from Zion-sending the chair crashing into his face. We see a little bit of blood trickle from Zions forehead as he lifts up Stryker-who is already bleeding profusely.]
Chris Caudill: The crowd loved that one!
Ricky Cravate: The crowd is dumb.
[Zion delivers a clubbing forearm smash, and shoots Stryker into the railing again. He runs toward him-but Stryker lifts him up and over-sending him crashing into the first row. He follows Zion into the crowd and moves some fans from the area-freeing their chairs up. He sets them all up in a blowing pin array-and grabs Zion by the hair. He throws a hard uppercut and throws him into the chairs-taking them all out.]
Ricky Cravate: STRIKE!
[He smirks as he goes after Zion, who is using one of the chairs to get to his feet. He quickly shoves the chair in Strykers ribs-forcing him back. He smashes it into the back of his adversary, and drops him head first with a DDT onto the cement. The crowd roars-as Zion tries to catch his breath. He slowly climbs to his feet-holding his ribs as he waits for Stryker to get up. Zion delivers a hard uppercut, and drags him back towards the ring-tossing him over the railing and into the ringside area. The crowd roars as Zion continues the assault-reaching under the ring and literally pulling out a Craftsman toolbox. He pulls a wrench from it-and cracks Stryker in the ribs with the wrench-before throwing him into the ring steps. He grabs Stryker again-and smashes his hand with the wrench on the ring steps-as the crowd cheers.]
Chris Caudill: Zion is obsessed with destruction tonight!
Ricky Cravate: Not a single fuck is given tonight!
[Zion grabs him and drags him up the ramp-pointing to the ambulance parked to the side. He throws Stryker into it as the crowd roars. He splashes him into the corner-and grabs him by the hair-and smashes him face first into the passenger side mirror-completely breaking it off the side of the vehicle. Strykers face is a crimson mask as Zion opens the back door to the ambulance-prompting Mike Tomkins to run out of the back and attack him. He slams Zion into the side of the stage. The two continue to brawl as Stryker gets to his feet. He uses his shirt to wipe some blood from his eyes-as he goes after Zion-who just dropped Tomkins with the Zion Effect. Stryker cuts him in half with a spear as the crowd boos loudly. He picks him up and throws him into a ladder that is mounted to the scaffolding above the side entranceway. Zion grabs the ladder and swings around it-kicking Stryker in the ribs and doubling him over. He looks up and begins climbing the ladder.]
Chris Caudill: What the hell is he going to do here?
Ricky Cravate: Derpy Zion is dumber than a dog Chris…who knows. Maybe he thinks it’s a ladder match now?
[The crowd roars as Stryker follows him up to the scaffold. Zion tries to kick him off-but Stryker meets him on the scaffolding. The two brawl wildly-almost sending each of them surely to their doom many times.]
Chris Caudill: They are five or six feet ABOVE the ambulance Ricky!
[Stryker blocks a strike from Zion and delivers a forearm smash. He steps back and spears Zion again-this time sending both men hurdling down ontop of the ambulance. The crowd gasps and begins a “Holy Shit” chant as both stars bodies collide with the ambulance roof. Both lay prone and motionless as the crowd erupts.]
Ricky Cravate: I’m pretty sure Zion is going to need that ambulance now.
[Zions right foot dangles off the roof-as Tomkins comes too. He grabs Zions foot and pulls him to the floor. The crowd begins booing loudly as Tomkins drags Zion to the back of the ambulance.]
Chris Caudill: No..not this way…
[Tomkins throws Zion into the back of the ambulance, and shuts the door. He goes over and pulls Stryker off the roof-as the two head to the back door. Stryker locks the door and the ref signals for the bell.]
Chris Caudill: Goddamnit!
Ricky Cravate: Zion is probably broken in half Chris..he needed that ambulance more than Stryker tonight!
Alexis Lace: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….ADAM…STRYKER!!
[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. He smiles as he awaits for his opponent.]
Chris Caudill: Darin is poised right now. Stryker laid him out, he got a measure of revenge when his team beat The Untouchables at Civil War-but tonight, it’s personal.
Ricky Cravate: And Stryker is going to murder him. Murder him dead.
Chris Caudill: Ever the aerator…
"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, 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, representing The Untouchables... "The Loose Cannon"... ADAAAAAAAM... STRYYYYYYYKEEEEEEER!"
Adam takes off the jacket and hands it to a ring crew member before climbing on the apron. He slingshots himself to the ring and gets on the top rope, where he performs a cut-throat taunt as his music slowly dies out.
Chris Caudill: It’s go time!
[The opening bell rings as Zion and Stryker square off face to face. Zion points to the Ambulance in the corner of the arena-next to the stage-and mocks Stryker’s cut throat taunt. Stryker smirks and motions for Zion to “come on” as the crowd begins to come alive.]
Ricky Cravate: Stryker doesn’t sweat Zion. He nearly killed him. Tonight, he finishes the job! I know they’re not friends, but I believe Stryker is taking Zion out-to save him from the destruction he’s bound to get from John Pariah.
Chris Caudill: What?
Ricky Cravate: I’m sure that dreg Darin Zion is on Pariah’s list!
[The bell rings again, and the two lock up. Zion goes behind and runs Stryker into the turnbuckle. He throws a back elbow but Zion ducks and delivers a standing dropkick to the head. He continues his attack-unleashing a flurry of offensive strikes in the corner. He shoots him across the ring-but Stryker blocks it and takes Zion’s head off with a short arm lariat. He smirks as he picks him up and shoots him into the ropes. He lifts him up for a powerbomb-but Zion counters with a head scissors-snapping Stryker over and sending him rolling out to the floor. The crowd roars loudly as Zion runs at him and dives through the ropes-crashing into Stryker and sending them both into the steel railing.]
Chris Caudill: Zion is on fire tonight!
Ricky Cravate: Oh Christopher, how I wish you were being literal.
[The crowd roars as both men pull themselves up. Zion delivers a swinging neckbreaker-taking Stryker down to the mat as the crowd roars with approval. He delivers a pair of strikes to the head-before sitting him up and kicking him in the spine. He yells to the crowd and delivers another kick to the back, and follows it up with a third. He steps back-as Stryker rolls to a knee and tries to shake the cobwebs. Zion runs at him and goes to punt Stryker in the skull-but he moves back and Zion misses. Stryker immediately gets up and delivers a yakuza kick to the face-taking the former World Champion down to the mat with force. The crowd boos loudly as Stryker picks him up and slams him into the steel ring steps. He lets Zion lay on the steps-as he grabs a chair. He measures Zion-and goes to smash the chair over the back of his head. Zion rolls out of the way. Stryker lifts the chair up-but gets a jumping kick from Zion-sending the chair crashing into his face. We see a little bit of blood trickle from Zions forehead as he lifts up Stryker-who is already bleeding profusely.]
Chris Caudill: The crowd loved that one!
Ricky Cravate: The crowd is dumb.
[Zion delivers a clubbing forearm smash, and shoots Stryker into the railing again. He runs toward him-but Stryker lifts him up and over-sending him crashing into the first row. He follows Zion into the crowd and moves some fans from the area-freeing their chairs up. He sets them all up in a blowing pin array-and grabs Zion by the hair. He throws a hard uppercut and throws him into the chairs-taking them all out.]
Ricky Cravate: STRIKE!
[He smirks as he goes after Zion, who is using one of the chairs to get to his feet. He quickly shoves the chair in Strykers ribs-forcing him back. He smashes it into the back of his adversary, and drops him head first with a DDT onto the cement. The crowd roars-as Zion tries to catch his breath. He slowly climbs to his feet-holding his ribs as he waits for Stryker to get up. Zion delivers a hard uppercut, and drags him back towards the ring-tossing him over the railing and into the ringside area. The crowd roars as Zion continues the assault-reaching under the ring and literally pulling out a Craftsman toolbox. He pulls a wrench from it-and cracks Stryker in the ribs with the wrench-before throwing him into the ring steps. He grabs Stryker again-and smashes his hand with the wrench on the ring steps-as the crowd cheers.]
Chris Caudill: Zion is obsessed with destruction tonight!
Ricky Cravate: Not a single fuck is given tonight!
[Zion grabs him and drags him up the ramp-pointing to the ambulance parked to the side. He throws Stryker into it as the crowd roars. He splashes him into the corner-and grabs him by the hair-and smashes him face first into the passenger side mirror-completely breaking it off the side of the vehicle. Strykers face is a crimson mask as Zion opens the back door to the ambulance-prompting Mike Tomkins to run out of the back and attack him. He slams Zion into the side of the stage. The two continue to brawl as Stryker gets to his feet. He uses his shirt to wipe some blood from his eyes-as he goes after Zion-who just dropped Tomkins with the Zion Effect. Stryker cuts him in half with a spear as the crowd boos loudly. He picks him up and throws him into a ladder that is mounted to the scaffolding above the side entranceway. Zion grabs the ladder and swings around it-kicking Stryker in the ribs and doubling him over. He looks up and begins climbing the ladder.]
Chris Caudill: What the hell is he going to do here?
Ricky Cravate: Derpy Zion is dumber than a dog Chris…who knows. Maybe he thinks it’s a ladder match now?
[The crowd roars as Stryker follows him up to the scaffold. Zion tries to kick him off-but Stryker meets him on the scaffolding. The two brawl wildly-almost sending each of them surely to their doom many times.]
Chris Caudill: They are five or six feet ABOVE the ambulance Ricky!
[Stryker blocks a strike from Zion and delivers a forearm smash. He steps back and spears Zion again-this time sending both men hurdling down ontop of the ambulance. The crowd gasps and begins a “Holy Shit” chant as both stars bodies collide with the ambulance roof. Both lay prone and motionless as the crowd erupts.]
Ricky Cravate: I’m pretty sure Zion is going to need that ambulance now.
[Zions right foot dangles off the roof-as Tomkins comes too. He grabs Zions foot and pulls him to the floor. The crowd begins booing loudly as Tomkins drags Zion to the back of the ambulance.]
Chris Caudill: No..not this way…
[Tomkins throws Zion into the back of the ambulance, and shuts the door. He goes over and pulls Stryker off the roof-as the two head to the back door. Stryker locks the door and the ref signals for the bell.]
Chris Caudill: Goddamnit!
Ricky Cravate: Zion is probably broken in half Chris..he needed that ambulance more than Stryker tonight!
Alexis Lace: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….ADAM…STRYKER!!
Chris: There's a reason Adam Stryker is PWX Superstar of the Year! He beat Darin Zion at his own game! Zion lost his first Ambulance match after going undefeated in a lot of brutal contests.
Ricky: Stryker is a bastard! He turned his back on The Establishment! Siding with that no good for nothing, John Pariah...pathetic!
Chris: Regardless of how you feel, you can't deny that Adam Stryker has been not only on top of his game, but one of the best superstars in PWX in the last year! I can't wait to see what's in store for Stryker this year! Well be right back, everyone, don't go anywhere!
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