PWX School of Hard Knox I

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PWX PRESENTS: SCHOOL OF HARD KNOX I

PWX ARENA

CROWN POINT, INDIANA

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 29th, 2014

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SINGLES MATCH
Jordan Caliban v. Thaddius Franklin Graham IV

Jordan Caliban immediately reaches for a handshake from Thaddius Franklin Graham, but Thaddius immediately punches Jordan in the face stiffly. Thaddius keeps on top of Jordan Calliban for a while before Jordan gets the momentum and the crowd goes while. Jordan immediately hits a German suplex on Thaddius and nails him directly on his head. Jordan applies a Camel Clutch, but Thaddius crawls over towards the ropes and breaks the hold much to the crowd's dismay. "Caliban" chants erupt in the arena as Thaddius mauled Calliban with some stiff shots. Calliban immediately reverses a suplex and nails a stiff super kick to Thaddius' jaw. Jordan throws Thaddius on the outside and nails a suicide dive. Both men lay on the floor for a few moments reeling before Caliban recovers. He tries to hit a running drop kick on Thaddius, but Thaddius moves and Jordan collides with the ring steps. Thaddius rolls Jordan in and tries to go for the Money Maker, but Jordan reverses it, Thaddius charges towards Caliban, but he hits the Cyclone DDT. He covers Thaddius for the pin fall: 1...2..3!!!!!

Winner: Jordan Caliban in 8:35

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[We immediately pan into the PWX studio area where we see Jerry Clark and Shawn Lester standing at a clear glass table. We have an electric blue, grey, and black background behind them with bright spotlights highlighting both men. Jerry, who's wearing a tuxedo, and Shawn, who's wearing slacks, a blazer, and a red tie, both look at each other bickering before they realize they're live in studio on national TV. Both men immediately regain their composure as they start with their first highlight match: Danny Szatkowski versus John Ojeda for the PWX Hybrid Championship.]

Jerry Clark: Man, what a way to kick off this show tonight. I must admit, Shawn, and you'd have to agree with me, Jordan Caliban definitely has a lot of talent to showcase here in PWX. In fact, if Graystone would stop plaguing him; I think Jordan Caliban would no doubt make a great Hybrid Championship contender.

Shawn Lester: Agreed! Jordan Caliban definitely show intensity in his matches. Tonight was no exception as he destroyed the over confident Thaddius Franklin Graham IV. I'll admit, I had my doubts about our talents facing our current trainees here at the PWX Arena tonight, the crowd got a classic match.

Jerry Clark: No doubt! Honestly, while tonight's not about the story telling in the ring action, we do have a couple of big stories to highlight as PWX moves further into the 2014 year. So far, we've had quite the kick off going into 2014 with our No Limits Pay Per View, but now we move into Hostile Takerover IV. We've got a lot of great matches coming up in this pay per view including...

[Shawn Lester immediately interrupts rather rudely. Jerry Clark immediately turning bright red from embarrassment glares at Shawn Lester as he confidently speaks.]

Shawn Lester: Our office space massacre match where I'll regain my job back and inevitably bury Jerry Clark back into obscurity and make him our glorified janitor of sorts!

Jerry Clark: You must be proud of yourself interrupting me for that cheap plug. No, Shawn, we're here to focus on the true main events. And honestly, what better way to start off tonight's special than to hype our Hostile Takeover IV main event for the PWX Championship. John Ojeda meets Troy Stone for the PWX Championship.

[Shawn smiles as Jerry Clark pauses briefly. The camera focuses on Shawn Lester while he looks towards the screen with both John Ojeda and Danny Szatkowski's pictures on the screen.]

Shawn Lester: Yes, honestly, I'm taking the spotlight away from Jerry for a moment with this because our first highlight goes to Ojeda out of the two people. While I favor Troy Stone, the best PWX Champion of all times, John Ojeda's not a laughing matter. In fact, if Troy doesn't take Ojeda seriously, he'll end up like Danny Szatkowski, buried by Pollaski's writing.

Jerry Clark: Really? Did we have to air dirty laundry on PWX TV? I know you're trying to pull a ZIon for controversial douche bag, but I loved Danny Szatkowski. He was truly a champion's champion. This man should have held the PWX Championship and surely will be inducted into the PWX Hall of Fame.

Shawn Lester: Oh I fully agree, but honestly, you were there for this blood bath. I loved Danny, but dude, Ojeda's a beast. You've never truly seen Ojeda until you've seen this match. Take a look at it. This match is contested in a Seventh Circle Match, you'll love it.

[The screen fades to black as we cut to the Seventh Circle Match for the PWX Hybrid Championship.]
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SEVENTH CIRCLE MATCH
PWX HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP:
Danny Szatkowski (c) v. John Ojeda
Special Ref: John Pariah


[“Funeral Hymn” by Exodus begins to play over the speakers as the lights in the arena dim. John Ojeda steps out from behind the curtain to the unanimous displeasure of the crowd. Ojeda starts his slow march towards the ring. Ojeda pulls his cut off as he gets to the ring and hands it to the ring announcer. Ojeda climbs in, in just a pair of jean shorts. Ojeda grabs a tube out of the ropes and waits for Danny.]



Ricky: Ojeda is a mad man!

Chris: He’s not wearing a shirt!

Ricky: Hence my mad man statement.

Chris: That might not have been the smartest move on his part.

[The valorous opening chords of "Epic" excite the crowd and the cheers deafen as Danny Szatkowski appears on the top of the entrance ramp. Szatkowski is heavily clothed, wearing loads of denim and sweat suits. He remains on the ramp for a moment, looking around the arena and taking in all of the energy from the fans. He then bursts into life and springs down the entrance ramp in a style that only a cruiserweight can, tagging the hands on fans as he goes. He hops onto the second steel step and then onto the ring apron before jumping over the top rope and charging across the ring and onto the turnbuckle, where he raises his fists to yet more cheers from the fans.]

Ricky: And there is our Hybrid Champion… DANNY SZATKOWSKI!

Chris: Jesus, he’s dressed like the damn bag lady that hangs around the Waffle House!

Ricky: That doesn’t matter. He’s doing the smart thing. He’ll be less likely to get cut with all that on.

Chris: Yeah, and if you were on Danny’s dick any tighter you’d be a condom.

[The match opens with both men standing in the ring with the sand paper canvas. Each man has a light tube in hand, circling each other.]

Ricky: These two men do not like each other at all.

Chris: This all started months ago, when John Ojeda was beaten by Danny Szatkowski in a rankings match; which lead to Szatkowski becoming the Hybrid champion.

Ricky: There is something deep here than that Chris

Chris: You’re right Ricky, there is something deeper going on here.

[Ojeda charges at at Danny and swings the tube at his head. Danny ducks under the swing. Danny comes back and takes a swipe at Ojeda with his tube, but Ojeda ducks it. Ojeda swings for Danny’s legs, but Danny hops over the swing. Danny takes a swipe of his own at Ojeda’s legs, and Ojeda jumps it. Danny swings for John’s head again and John ducks it. Danny spins back around and Ojeda nails Danny with a boot to the groin. Danny doubles over and John breaks the light tube over the back of Danny’s head]

Ricky: It’s no surprise that these two are going at it with such intensity.

Chris: Ojeda definitely wants Danny’s blood.

Ricky: That was a nice bike Danny ruined man, you’d wanna kick his ass too!

Chris: Want too, yes. Try… no.

[Ojeda goes to pick up Danny by the hair; but Danny swings the light tube up between John’s legs. John howls in pain and starts to walk away; but Danny gets up quickly. Danny runs up behind Ojeda and hooks his arm over his head. Danny swings backwards and hits Ojeda with a backdrop driver. Ojeda hits the ring hard and rolls onto his back. Danny grabs Ojeda by the legs and starts to drag John around, all over the sandpaper; causing layers of skin to be rubbed away by the fine grit.]

Ricky: Szatkowski takes the upper hand in the match!

Chris: See, that whole not wearing a shirt thing is already biting him in the ass.

Ricky: None of us ever said that the man we call Wrath was the brightest crayon in the box.

Chris: You do know he’s probably going to watch the replay of this right?

Ricky: Shit.

[Ojeda kicks Danny away from him and rolls to his hands and knees. Danny lines up Ojeda and runs up; kicking him in the ribs. Ojeda rolls towards the ropes and gets back to his knees. Danny kicks him again, causing him to lean against the ropes. Danny bounces off the far rope and starts his charge towards Ojeda. Ojeda bends down and hits Danny with a back body drop that sends him over the top rope; landing in a barbed wire spider web]

Ricky: Danny is laying the boots to Ojeda

Chris: Danny does have the upper hand here.

Ricky: Danny is up!

Chris: And Danny is down in the spider web of barbed wire!

[Ojeda walks over to the ropes and grabs several of the light tubes that are woven into the ropes. He sets them on the edge of the ring. Ojeda walks over to the corner and grabs a pane of glass from the turnbuckle. Ojeda sets it over the top rope and lets it drop onto Szatkowski; who is still laying in the barbed wire spider web. Ojeda bundles up the tubes and then walks over to the turnbuckle. He starts climbing the turnbuckle and hugs the tubes to his chest. Ojeda turns his back to Danny and flips backwards towards Danny; nailing Danny with a moonsault. Broken glass spays everywhere, as the barbed wire in the web gives way and both men fall to the concrete.]

Ricky: What is Ojeda doing?!

Chris: It can’t be good, that’s for sure!

Ricky: MOONSAULT BY THE BIG MAN!

Chris: They hit the concrete!

[Ojeda gets up from the wreckage of barbed wire and pulls Danny out of the mess with him.]

John Ojeda: ONLY PUSSIES WEAR SHIRTS IN A DEATHMATCH!

[Ojeda grabs the bottom of Danny’s sweatshirt and tries to tear it off of Danny. Danny struggles, but Ojeda gets the sweatshirt off of him; leaving Danny in a PWX “Danny Szats” shirt and his jeans. Ojeda grabs Danny by the back of the head and whips him towards the cage. Danny hits the cage and bounces backwards. Ojeda grabs Danny by the back of the head and whips him back into the ring. Danny rolls through the broken glass that was left in the ring. Ojeda follows him into the ring and walks to one of the corners. Reaching up, he pulls a pizza wheel from its dangling line from the scaffolding. He holds it up and the crowd starts to buzz.]

Ricky: Ojeda is stripping Danny of his clothes.

Chris: That’s kinda gay.

Ricky: You know he’s gonna watch this broadcast again.

Chris: I know, he’ll kick your ass first though. Mwahaha.

[Ojeda walks over and grabs the back of Danny’s head and yanks backwards. Danny’s head arches backwards, and Ojeda starts to bring the pizza wheel down to Danny’s head. Danny grabs Ojeda’s arm and stops him. The two struggle for a few long moments; before Danny slides between Ojeda’s legs and stands up behind him. Danny gives Ojeda one good shove, and Ojeda goes head first through a couple of tubes, and is left hanging by his armpits over the second rope. Danny pulls a tube from the ropes and sets it against the back of Ojeda’s head. Danny comes off the far rope and nails Ojeda in the back of the head with a flying knee. The tube shatters against Ojeda’s skin and leaves a few minor cuts on the back of his head.]

Ricky: He’s gonna carve Danny up!





Chris: No, I don’t think so.

Ricky: Head first through two light tubes!

Chris: Big knee to the back of the head.

[Danny pulls John into the ring and goes for a cover. Pariah walks over and reluctantly kneels down and smacks the mat gingerly.]

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[Ojeda kicks out.]

Ricky: Ojeda kicks out!

Chris: Look at Pariah, you can see he doesn’t want to ref this!

Ricky: Why would he want to ref this. He and Danny Szatkowski have a long standing and heated history.

Chris: And we must not forget that Ojeda is the man that ended Pariah’s PWX career.

[Danny gets up from his spot on the mat with Ojeda and walks towards Pariah; who backs up into a corner. The two proceed to argue, with Pariah repeatedly stating that the count was “two”. While Danny is distracted with his problem with Pariah, Ojeda gets up and grabs the pizza wheel off the mat. Ojeda walks up behind Danny and nails him with a chop block. Danny’s knees buckle, giving Ojeda the opportunity. Ojeda grabs Danny’s head and starts to dig the pizza wheel into Danny’s head. A laceration opens up and Danny begins to bleed as Ojeda runs the wheel over his head.]

Ricky: We’ve seen this before from Ojeda!

Chris: That pizza wheel is disgustingly awesome.

Ricky: Ojeda calls that his little friend, did you know that?

Chris: Yes, I did. Did you know that no one likes you Ricky?

[Ojeda lets go of Szatkowski’s head and drops the pizza cutter on the ground. Ojeda walks over and grabs a barbed wire bat off the scaffolding. Both men are bleeding from wounds in their head. Ojeda walks over and hits Danny in the back with the bat as he tries to get up. Danny hits the mat again. Ojeda swings again, and leaves the bat sticking straight up in the air; while still connected to Danny’s torso. Ojeda laughs and kicks Danny over. Ojeda cockily covers him with a boot. Pariah reluctantly drops to make the count, and does so slowly.]

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[Danny kicks out.]

Ricky: Ojeda is going to work on Szatkowski with that barbed wire bat!

Chris: What a cocky pin!

Ricky: It’s no surprise that Danny kicked out.

Chris: Of course it’s not, Pariah took almost twenty seconds to count two!

[Ojeda goes to pick Danny up, but Danny fights back. Danny rifles off a few rights to the gut and than gets to a knee. Danny ducks under and scoops up Ojeda onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. Danny points towards a corner with a plunder board. The board is lined with carpet strips, thumb tacks, and legos. Danny charges towards the corner and hits Ojeda with a big death valley driver, through the plunder board. Ojeda screams in pain and rolls out of the wreckage, thumbtacks stuck in his back. Ojeda rolls out of the ring.]

Ricky: Danny nails Ojeda with a big DVD!

Chris: That certainly hurt.

Ricky: Ya think Chris?

Chris: Shut up Ricky.

[Ojeda climbs the stairs and steps back through the ropes. He and Danny stand across the ring from each other; hatred tinged in their eyes. Both bloody men, shamble towards each other. Ojeda throws a punch that connects and rocks Danny. Danny comes back with a shot of his own that Ojeda just smiles at. Ojeda taps his jaw with his finger and sticks his jaw way out; daring Danny to throw another punch. Danny hits him and Ojeda’s head snaps to the side. Ojeda brings his eyes back to Danny and grins. Ojeda throws a big right from out of nowhere and nails Danny; causing Danny to stumble stupidly, and then drop to the mat.]

Ricky: Both men are trading punches.

Chris: It doesn’t look like Danny’s doing much to Ojeda with his punches.

Ricky: We all know that Ojeda is one tough son of a bitch.

Chris: And I think we all know that you don’t trade punches with a guy that throws them like John Ojeda does.

[Ojeda turns towards the turnbuckle and climbs up to the top. Ojeda jumps from the turnbuckle and gets onto the scaffolding above it. Ojeda jumps over to the scaffolding that connects the two rings. Ojeda stands up there and revels in the boos. Szatkowski struggles to get up; and slowly gets to his feet. Ojeda taunts Danny, and Danny starts to scale his way to the scaffolding. Danny gets to the top and stands at the opposite end; away from Ojeda. Ojeda walks towards Danny, and both men meet in the middle.]

Ricky: They’re both hovering above the rings on that floating scaffolding.

Chris: This has disaster written all over it.

Ricky: This is the war we all expected it to be.

Chris: It ain’t over yet Ricky.

[The two men meet in the middle of the scaffolding and begin to trade forearms. Ojeda nails Danny with one, backing him up to the edge. Danny comes back with a forearm that drives Ojeda backwards. Ojeda comes back, but Danny nails him with the exclamation point. Ojeda hits the cyclone fencing that is the center scaffolding, and lays out flat. Danny goes for the cover; leaving Pariah to scramble up to the scaffolding to make the count. Pariah gets up there and starts to make the count.]

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[Ojeda kicks out]

Ricky: That should have been it!

Chris: Just goes to show you that you can’t keep Wrath down easily.

Ricky: The exclamation point ended him before.

Chris: But it didn’t end him just now.

[Danny picks Ojeda up and positions him near the edge of the scaffolding; hovering above the lego and thumbtack ring. Danny backs up and stomps on the cage a few times; “loading up” his boot. Danny charges to nail Ojeda with a second super kick. Ojeda catches Danny’s leg over his shoulder and hooks his arms around him. Danny shakes his head no; but Ojeda launches Danny over his head with a capture suplex. Danny makes the flip to his back; but adds a second rotation and lands face first into the pile of legos and thumbtacks. Danny slowly pushes off the mat and the camera shows a close up of a mess of thumbtacks embedded in Danny’s face.]

Ricky: He’s going to end the match now though Chris!

Chris: I don’t think so Ricky!

Ricky: Capture suplex from the scaffolding, into the ring!

Chris: Damn, tacks in the face, that’s gotta suck.

[Ojeda drops into the ring from the scaffolding and walks towards Szatkowski; who is laying prone in the ring. Ojeda flips him over and puts a boot over his chest; once again, showing no respect in his covering of Danny Szatkowski. Pariah takes his sweet time getting down into the ring to make his count. Pariah gets down and gingerly taps the mat.]

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[Danny kicks out!]

Ricky: HE KICKS OUT!

Chris: Even I didn’t expect that.

Ricky: That just goes to show you the heart that Danny Szatkowski has!

Chris: That, or it shows how stupid he is.

[Ojeda goes to pick Danny up, but Danny finds a burst of energy and charges Ojeda into the corner; exploding a pane of glass in the process. Ojeda shoves Danny away and charges towards him. Ojeda stops before he hits the corner and another pane of glass. Ojeda turns around and Danny charges towards him. Danny hits him with a full on dropkick that drives Ojeda back and through the pane of glass. The glass explodes and starts to rain down beads of glass. Danny grabs Ojeda and drags him to the center of the ring. He goes to make the pin. Pariah drops down and starts counting rapidly.]

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[Ojeda kicks out, despite the quick count]

Ricky: Ojeda through another pane of glass.

Chris: Danny for the cover!

Ricky: Pariah with a really quick count.

Chris: What do you expect Ricky… John Ojeda almost killed him?

[Danny picks up up Ojeda and whips him towards a corner. Ojeda reverses and sends Danny towards the corner. Danny jumps up on the top turnbuckle and grabs the bean bag shotgun from its hanging place on the scaffolding. Danny flips backwards over Ojeda as he charges in and lands on his feet. Danny waits for Ojeda to turn around and hits him with two bean bags, square in the chest; causing Ojeda to hit the mat and roll out of the ring.]

Ricky: Danny with the beanbag gun!

Chris: Payback is a bitch.

Ricky: And she’s back in heat.

Chris: Nice Independence Day reference Ricky!

Ricky: Thank you.

Chris: Don’t start thinking I like you, just cuz of that. Asshole.

[Danny walks over to a corner and grabs a pane of glass from the corner. He walks over to the ropes, where Ojeda is standing on the outside. Danny lifts the pane of glass up and throws it at Ojeda. It hits Ojeda in the head and breaks instantly; shattering into thousands of little beads. Ojeda stumbles and uses the cage to keep from falling over. Danny slides outside and whips Ojeda back into the ring. Danny grabs a chair from under the ring and climbs onto the apron. Danny jumps up and springs off the ropes; hitting Ojeda with a springboard atomic Arabian facebuster. Danny goes for a cover quickly.]

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[Ojeda kicks out despite another quick count by Pariah.]

Ricky: That Atomic Arabian Facebuster broke John Ojeda’s nose a few weeks ago.

Chris: And it looks like it may end John’s hopes of becoming Hybrid champion!

Ricky: I might not like John Ojeda, but that was a damn quick count by Pariah!

Chris: Yeah, it was. Pariah better watch himself there.

[Danny goes to pick up Ojeda, but is met with a low blow. Before Danny can fall over, Ojeda hooks Danny in a muay tai plumb and starts to drive knees into Danny’s head. He catches Danny with a good shot and Danny falls flat on his ass. Ojeda walks over to the corner and reaches up on the scaffolding. Ojeda rips down a weedwhacker and gets the engine running with a couple pulls of the chord. Danny turns and sees the weed whacker, and starts to scoot away from Ojeda on his ass. Ojeda gets closer and hits Danny with the spinning twine of the weed whacker. Danny howls and rolls out of the ring, holding the gashes the weed whacker left on his chest.]

Ricky: Muay tai? This isn’t MMA.

Chris: I wish it was.

Ricky: Why?

Chris: Cuz then this would be real. Shit, I wish this was real pro-wrestling and not just some efed, written by a bunch of guys in their twenties with little to no life.

[John Ojeda rolls outside and grabs Danny by the back of the head. Ojeda rolls Danny back into the ring and climbs in right behind him. Danny tries to get up, but Ojeda puts a boot to Danny’s head. Danny falls over in the ring and rolls onto his back; leaving legos and tacks stuck to and in him. Ojeda walks over to the corner and grabs a bucket hanging from the scaffolding. Ojeda reaches in and grabs the towel out of the bucket, and throws the bucket at Danny’ bouncing the plastic bucket off his head.]

Ricky: What is Ojeda getting?!

Chris: I think we both know what that is.

Ricky: Not the towel! We’ve seen this before!

Chris: Yeah, so has John Pariah.

[Ojeda unrolls the towel and pulls out a group of syringes. He walks over to Danny and grabs Danny’s arm. Ojeda slides one of the needles through the meat of Danny’s arm. Ojeda grabs the other arm and repeats the process. Danny struggles to get free, but Ojeda’s weight on him is too much. Ojeda grabs Danny by the hair and takes one of the syringes. Ojeda presses it to the side of Danny’s nose and pushes it through and out the opposite nostril. Ojeda takes the syringe and repeats the process on the other nostril. Ojeda pushes two more syringes through Danny’s cheeks. Ojeda has one last syringe and reaches into Danny’s mouth. Despite the struggle, Ojeda pulls Danny’s tongue out and shoves a needle through that.]

Ricky: It’s the syringes!

Chris: I love violence, and even I gotta admit, this is hard to watch!

Ricky: Through the nose!

Chris: At least he didn’t pull a Pariah and shove it through his neck.

[Ojeda picks up Danny off the mat. Danny tries to struggle, but Ojeda hits him with a stiff shot that stifles the dissent. Ojeda scoops up Danny from behind and gets him ready. Ojeda flips him off and drives a knee into Danny’s face. The needles that were poking through Danny’s face go flying everywhere as Danny hits the mat, after taking a Viking Sledge. Ojeda drops down and covers Danny quickly. Pariah takes his time and counts very slowly.]

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[Danny kicks out.]

Ricky: VIKING SLEDGE! IT’S OVER!

Chris: He’s going for the cover, this is it, we have a new Hybrid Champion.

Ricky: Well, it’s obvious who Pariah is there to fuck with.

Chris: And Danny was worried that Pariah was there to screw with him!

[Ojeda snarls and gets up from the mat, incredibly angry. He gets up in Pariah’s face and backs Pariah up into the corner. The two men continue to argue, while Danny takes time to recover. Danny gets up from his spot in the ring and shambles over to one of the scaffolding. Danny grabs a fish hook dangling on a string. He slowly walks back over to Ojeda, obviously hurting, and hooks the fishing hook into Ojeda’s mouth. Danny tugs on the string and spins Ojeda around.]

Ricky: A fishhook in the mouth!

Chris: That’s new.

Ricky: It may just give Danny the upper hand.

Chris: It might.

[Danny lays into Ojeda with a series of punches that leaves Ojeda rocked. Danny whips Ojeda into the corner and Ojeda blows up another pane of glass. Danny charges in and hits Ojeda with a clothesline. Ojeda staggers out of the corner and Danny bounces off the far ropes. Danny comes in for a clothesline, but Ojeda ducks it. Danny goes for a kick, but Ojeda catches his foot. Danny hops over and nails Ojeda with an enziguri.]

Ricky: Both men are down!

Chris: Big enziguri

Ricky: It’s a matter of who wants it more at this point!

Chris: We’ll find that out sooner or later.

[Ojeda sits up at about the same time Szatkowski sits up. Ojeda grabs the fish hook and tries to pull it back out through the original holes, but the barbs catch. Ojeda growls and gives a tug and rips the fish hook out through his cheek; taking a hunk of flesh with him. Danny is up first and grabbing Ojeda by the back of the head. Ojeda pops up with a European uppercut that sends Danny falling back into the corner. Ojeda charges in and hits him with a Yakuza kick that sets Danny on his ass. Ojeda grabs a couple of tubes from the ropes and sets one up between Danny’s legs against his face, one against his face on the right, and one on his face on the left.]

Ricky: Jesus Christ! Ojeda just ripped a piece of his own flesh off!

Chris: Dude, even I think that’s uncalled for.

Ricky: This can’t be good.

Chris: Oh, it will be!

[Ojeda bounces off the far ropes and nails Danny with a boot scrape; breaking the tube on the right side of Danny’s face.]

Crowd: FUCK!

[Ojeda bounces off the opposite far rope and drives a foot through the tube on the left side of Danny’s face.]

Crowd: YOUR!

[Ojeda charges to the opposite corner and points at Danny. Ojeda charges and jumps up, nailing Danny with a double stomp/dropkick to the face, that shatters the tub in Danny’s face.]

Crowd: FACE!

Ricky: That is what Ojeda calls, and the fans call, the “fuck your face” combo.

Chris: It’s effective.

Ricky: And aptly named, I do add.

Chris: And I do add that… nigga you gay.

[Both men are bleeding like stuck pigs. Ojeda stumbles over to the far corner, away from Danny, and hangs against the turnbuckle. Blood drips from his face and down PWX’s patented black and purple turnbuckles. Ojeda starts to peel the tape off the pyro pod on the turnbuckle. Danny Szatkowski gets up from his spot in the corner; drenched in his own blood. His white shirt is stained red all over from his blood. Danny gets up and starts to stomp on the mat, getting the crowd buzzing for what is sure to be an exclamation point]

Ricky: Danny is up!

Chris: So is Ojeda. It looks like they’re both running on fumes.

Ricky: Here it comes, Danny is going to end this.

Chris: That’s what it looks like.

[Danny starts his charge across the ring, to nail John with an Exclamation Point. John turns around and levels the tazer at Danny and pulls the trigger. The two barbs embed themselves into Danny’s flesh, and the man stiffens up. Danny hits the mat hard, unable to move, due to the electricity coursing through his veins. Ojeda walks over and places a boot on Danny’s chest, while still shocking him. Ojeda points at the mat.]

John Ojeda: COUNT!

John Pariah: Fuck you, I ain’t doing shit.

[Ojeda reaches to the bottom of the tazer and pulls out the spare cartridge.]

John Ojeda: COUNT OR THE NEXT TWO GO IN YOUR FUCKING NECK!

[Pariah looks around as the crowd boos. Pariah reluctantly slides over to Danny and slaps the mat once]

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Ricky: NO! NOT LIKE THIS!

Chris: Damn, a fucking tazer.

Ricky: This is just wrong, this is not how the Hybrid title should be one!

Chris: He wasn’t playing with that ace up his sleeve crap, huh?

[Pariah looks around, and looks genuinely distressed at what he’s doing. He reluctantly slaps the mat again.]

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[Pariah looks around and hesitates for a good ten seconds before he smacks the mat again.

3!


Winner: John Ojeda

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[We immediately cut back to the studio with both Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark standing in front of the desk looking at a stand with the PWX Evolution Championship. Both men after watching that match have their mouths open in awe. Shawn and Jerry face towards one another as they continue their conversation.]

Shawn Lester: I told you, Ojeda's clearly a beast. Back in the day when I respected Ojeda before he sold out to these fans who eat up the poison that Ojeda, Pariah, and other useless talents spew; Ojeda was PWX's resident asshole. He'd tear you up limb from limb and immediately kill you for even looking at him wrong or shitting the wrong way. Danny was no exception and while Danny continued on and eventually won the Hybrid Championship, Ojeda bulldozed his way into the PWX title scene before and won two titles with his great attitude.

Jerry Clark: I never knew Ojeda had that in him, but we're sure glad we dusted that out of the vault. Honestly, shows Ojeda's grown up during these last few years. And I think that's why the fans respect him now. He's got a no bullshit tolerance aura flowing from him. He still acts the same, but the fans just eat him up because he'll fight until his body falls apart.

[Shawn Lester looks at Jerry Clark rather cynically.]

Shawn Lester: Sure, call it that if you want to, but honestly, I think Troy Stone tops Ojeda. Hardcore wrestling? Please! That's not a talent, it's a glorified bar room brawl. Anyone can win with weapons. Shit! I could beat you with a feather and easily prove I'm the greatest. But Troy Stone wins matches with pure talent.

[Jerry Clark immediately looks towards the Evolution Championship sitting on the stand. The light hits it just right in order that it shines brightly in front of the cameras. The cameras pan out a bit and we see Jerry Clark step forward towards the belt. Jerry Clark looks down towards the belt as the camera focuses on the Evolution Championship.]

Jerry Clark: Not many people know this, but Troy Stone in addition to holding the PWX championship the longest actually held this belt for a record breaking three months. After looking back at the PWX history books, sources confirmed that Troy Stone held it longer than ANY other champion, including John Ojeda.

Shawn Lester: Thus proving my point, Troy Stone rises towards the occasion. Truly the PWX Evolution Champion of Divinity.

Jerry Clark: Yes, Troy Stone didn't just get his spot handed to him by Darin Zion, sadly, while I'd like to say that, he didn't. He went out there and proved that the Era of Stone was clearly going to get paved for a lot of record breaking.

Shawn Lester: Yes, so while John Ojeda brought protégé to stupid fighting, Troy Stone brought prestige back to our company and our titles. So take a look what our PWX face of divinity did to both Shadoe Rage and AJ Fairchild. With his talent, he wiped both of these worthless names off the record books and the roster as he ascended into his spot as the rightful legend known as the PWX Champion of Divinity, it's so obvi.

Jerry Clark: Oh brother, someone sucks Stone's cock too much.

Shawn Lester: Shut up and let's roll the footage.

[Both Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark glare at one another as the lights dim and the scene fades into the Triple Threat Match for the Evolution Championship.]
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THREE WAY DANCE
PWX EVOLUTION CHAMPIONSHIP
Shadoe Rage (c) v. AJ Fairchild v. Troy Stone

Sum Mo" by Hailz CalmLee plays over the venue's sound system, and emerging from the backstage area is the former FGA Heavyweight Champion, A.J. Fairchild. The lights in the venue go off, and a spot light follows A.J. as he walks down to the ring. The fans are cheering and chanting "Fair-Child" as Fairchild takes his time walking down the entrance ramp. He makes his way down to the ring slowly, He begins to throw a couple of punching combinations at thin air to get loose and ready for his match, his eyes dead set on the ring.

The loyal fans seated along the entrance ramp area, make the bowing down motion as A.J. strolls pass them. Nearing the end of the exit ramp, A.J. lifts a fist into the air, pumping it a couple of times before darting towards the ring apron. Hopping onto the ring apron, A.J. wipes his boots on the mat, and turns to look at all of the fans in attendance, with a small smirk on his face he grabs the ring ropes and lunges himself over and into the ring.

A.J. hops up and down in the ring, he then runs for the ropes, bounces and ricochets back into the center of the ring while performing his Dry Elbow Martini finishing maneuver to get warmed up and to put on a show for the fans. A.J. then parades around all four corners of the ring slapping his elbow and pumping up the crowd.

His music dying down, ad the light returning to normal, A.J. walks toward an empty corner and sits with his back propped up against the second rope, getting himself mentally prepared for his match.

Chris Caudill: AJ Fairchild with his first PWX Title opportunity tonight!

The opening to "Shooting Star" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to buzz. Soon, a smug looking Troy Stone walks out with his assistant Megan Pierce to the ramp sporting a simple black shirt with his name in the front in silver and on the back it saying "Bigger than the Rolling Stones." Troy looks at the crowd with a cocky smirk on his face before beginning to walk down to the ring.

Ring Announce: From Orlando, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, Troy Stone!

Now throw your burdens out
And throw your heart to me
I don't know what'll come
We'll have to wait and see

Troy and Megan walk down to the ramp smirking as he looks at the crowd. Troy begins to mouth out the words "Who's got it better than me?!" He looks at the crowd before walking to the steel steps. Megan stays on the outside as Troy slowly walks up them before entering the ring and walks across the ring and ascends the top turnbuckle.

Stone: IT'S SHOWTIIIIIME!

Like a shooting star
And you're falling from me
As you fade away
My heart skips a beat

Stone jumps off the turnbuckles and takes off his shirt before tossing it outside,. He soon walks over to the corner and discusses strategy with Megan on the outside while getting ready for his match.


Ricky Cravate: Troy Stone was originally scheduled to be in the Ladder Match at The Initiative-but due to a health issue, he had to pull out!

[The music starts up. Irene Cara’s “Fame” starts with its synth pop 80’s beat. The curtains part and Marissa Monet leads the way. The 6’6 Amazon strides down to ringside, glaring with her laser-like hazel eyes. She is dressed in her black battle gear. Behind her comes Shadoe Rage in his gaudy sequined cape and pink and gold ring gear. He flourishes down the aisle, spinning and his cape billowing as he shouts and threatens the audience, pointing and jawing until he hits ringside. With disdain, he threatens a child at ringside.

Shadoe: Remember what you see here, baby. This is for you!

Marissa steps over the top rope, marching around the ring as Shadoe climbs onto the apron and vaults over the top rope. Marissa bends in the corner, facing the audience and Shadoe mounts the ropes behind her like a randy stallion, creating a wave of flashbulbs at the lewd tableau.

Rage points and circles his finger in the air before he dismounts and sweeps off his ring gear. He is intense, slapping his biceps, shadowboxing, yanking and pulling at the ropes. He looks ready to explode.]

Chris Caudill: Shadoe Rage is an UNPRECEDENTED three time Evolution Champion now..hes defending it against a pair of hungry stars!




Alexis Lace: The following is your Adrenaline 41 MAIN EVENT-and it is a THREE WAY DANCE scheduled for ONE FALL with TELEVISION TIME REMAINING! It will be for the PWX Evolution Championship!

[The crowd roars as the camera pans around]

Alexis Lace: Introducing, challenger number one…..A..J…FAIRCHILD!

[The crowd is mixed as AJ takes his "John Pariah Guy" T-shirt off and tosses it into the crowd]

Chris Caudill: AJ Fairchild is looking to gain his first PWX title tonight!

Alexis Lace: Introducing, challenger number two….TROY STONE!!

[The crowd boos as Stone poses on the ropes.]

Ricky Cravate: Stone has a win over Shadoe Rage-before he won the title back from Aries last week!

Alexis Lace: And…the NEW PWX Evolution Champion..SHADOE RAGE!!!!

[Rage holds the title up-before handing it to the official. The bell rings, and the match begins.]

The bell rings and the match is under way as both AJ Fairchild and Troy Stone try to double team Shadoe Rage. Rage throws a big right hand but it doesn’t seem to effect Fairchild at all as he just simply pushes Rage back. Stone is unfortunite enough to get a big upper cut to the face followed by a body slam. By this time Rage is up and looks for a running lariat on Fairchild, but Fairchild catches him and lifts him back- dropping him face first on the turnbuckle. Stone is back on his feet as he grabs Fairchild from behind. But Fairchild sends a few elbows to the face of Stone causing him to loosen up his grip and Fairchild bounces off the ropes and hits him with a huge heel kick that takes Stone off his feet.

Chris Caudill: And this match has started off with a bang!

Ricky Cravate: Which shouldn’t be a surprise. All three of these men have issues!

Rage is still in the corner as Fairchild gives him a few clubs to the back and turns him around, whipping him into the opposite corner. Fairchild steps back a few paces and charges looking for a big running splash. But Rage moves out of the way, causing Fairchild to get nothing but turnbuckle. Rage then drop kicks Fairchild’s back driving him even further into the turnbuckle. Fairchild turns around and Rage climbs up on the second rope and starts to send a few right hands to the face of AJ- but Fairchild reaches inside and runs forward with Rage-dropping him to the mat with a spine buster. The crowd pops as Stone hits the ring-and throws Fairchild into the corner. He follows up with a running lariat in the corner-and then throws AJ to the floor. He turns around, and it met with a huge lariat from the champion. He follows it up with an elbow across the chest. Rage mounts Stone and delivers a flurry of strikes to the head. He picks him up and sends him into the ropes-dropping him with a side walk slam as the crowd roars loudly.

Chris Caudill: Oh my God! Rage is in the drivers seat now!

[Rage goes for a cover:

ONE!!

TWO!

TH---KICKOUT!]


Ricky Cravate: Troy Stone able to stay alive!

[In the ring-Rage picks him up and shoots him across the ring. He telegraphs a backdrop, and Stone hits a DDT on him. He floats over into a cover-but Rage kicks out before one. Stone delivers a flurry of elbows to the head-but Rage fights to his feet. He ducks a lariat from Stone-and drops him with an STO, before delivering more strikes to the head. He gets up as AJ Fairchild springboards off the ropes-and catches him with a diving clothesline as the crowd roars. He follows it up with a swinging neck breaker. He goes for a quick cover on Rage:

ONE!!

TWO--KICKOUT!

Fairchild picks him up and throws him to the floor-before turning around and meeting a knee to the ribs by Troy Stone. He lifts AJ up and drops him with the Stone Skull Drop as the crowd roars with boos. He rolls AJ up:

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THR---NO!

Rage slides in to make the save!]

Chris Caudill: Shadoe Rage keeping his title alive!

[Rage picks him up and slams him into the corner. He fires on all cylinders-delivering a flurry of strikes to the body and head of the challenger. Rage throws a knee and shoots him across the ring. Stone hits the corner and stumbles back-as Rage hits the springboard kick tot he head-taking Stone out cold.]

Ricky Cravate: Death By Decapitation!

Chris Caudill: He's done!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!


THRE---NO!!!

AJ Fairchild was able to make the save and break up the fall. Rage gets up and grabs AJ-throwing him into the corner. He delivers a pair of shoulders to the ribs-and pulls him up-powerbombing him into the turnbuckle. He see's Stone get up-and he picks him up and throws him in front of AJ. Rage runs across the ring and splashes the two in the corner. He throws AJ to the floor-as Stone stumbles into the ropes. He continues the attack-choking him on the middle rope. The ref begins his count-and tells Rage to back off. He steps away, only to shove the ref out of the way and continue the assault. The ref pulls him off again-and orders him to back off. The Champion disregards it and goes after Stone-who catches him with a hidden low blow as the crowd boos loudly. Stone lifts him up-and drops him on his head with TombSTONE as the crowd boos again.]

Chris Caudill: No WAY!

[He hooks the leg:

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THRE----AJ pulls Stone off of him. AJ slides into the ring and covers Rage:

Ricky Cravate: He's going to steal it!

[ONE!!

TWO!!

THR---Stone kicks him in the back of the head-breaking up the pin. He lifts up AJ and drops him with TombSTONE as the crowd boos. He rolls AJ into the cover:

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE!!!!!


Chris Caudill: NO WAY!!

The bell rings as Stone rolls out to the floor-grabbing the title from the time keeper.]

Alexis Lace; HERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND THE NEW! PWX EVOLUTION CHAMPION…TROY….STONE!!!


WINNER: TROY STONE via pinfall @ 9:29

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Commercial Break

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Jessica Harmony Speaks

2014, ah how quickly it came. There has been one story that has stood the test of PWX. The story between myself and Brian Hollywood. We are now in our third installment of this epic story. Let us take a step backwards though, tell you about the first two installments.

The first installment was the first time I held the tag team titles with Tiami Tyler. Tiami had come in as a last minute replacement. The match, oddly enough was against Brian and Darin. Funny how things come full circle. The match was solid, and I admitted at that time that Brian and Darin were the best opponents we had faced. We went on to hold those titles and prove to the world that women can fight along side and against the boys...and kick ass while doing so.

The second installment...I had turned a dark corner. Brian had the Hybrid title and I wanted it. People were calling me cheap, a fluke and someone that lost their edge after the tag title loss. Not only did I beat Brian, winning my first singles title from him....and my second overall title from him I showed the world that I never lost my edge. I grew stronger, worked harder and lost nothing in the process.

Now I come back after leaving from my position as board of directors to find out some really shady shit. Brian, using me to gain the edge and have the Establishment take over? Not cool, you could have just outright told the world you were taking over instead of being such a chicken about it. Calling the tag team match off last week against Nighthawk and Aries?

You made four enemies, and this one knows you a hell of a lot better than you know yourself.

I won two belts off of you Brian, you are not as smart as you think. Now you and Darin think you can run people like Hawk, John, Adam, Tiami and I out of this company? You are more delusional than Darin....and bro is pretty damn delusional. I thought Brian never hid behind people? He never did when he faced me solo. He proved he was a man then, not the little bitch I see now.

I tell you what though Brian. Come to the next ADR and I will show you just how much of a mistake you made. You know getting me in a bad mood only leads to your end. Jessica Harmony is back in business and Brain, you are more of a fool if you think cheap ass tricks will run me out of the company I love again.

I am staying, and you are done for.
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[We cut back into the PWX arena studio where both Jerry Clark and Shawn Lester stand looking at the camera, rather amused. Both men smile as they look on down towards the ring area.]

Jerry Clark: I'm impressed with Jessica Harmony. Not going to lie, she seems bound and determined to shut Brian Hollywood up. Especially after he turned his back on her.

Shawn Lester: She's worthless! Honestly, she should have stayed gone. She just wants publicity for her spot with Tiami Tyler-Santos to make her tag team relevant to the crowd again. No one remembers their forgetable tag team title run where they cheated to win the PWX Tag Team Championship off the Hollywood Boyz.

Jerry Clark: Just, shut up! Honestly, there's no use in spewing your poison about Harmony. She's a decorated talent, let's leave it at that. But up next, speaking of our tag team tournament for the vacant PWX Tag Team Championships, we will see Nighthawk and Jason Aries collide with a tag team in our developmental system to help them get along. Who wins? Only God knows!

[We fade back down to the arena as Bad Company's music plays over the PA system.]
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TAG TEAM EXHIBITION MATCH
Bad Company v. Muerte Dios and El Fuego Terror

Nighthawk starts the match and immediately shakes hands with Muerte Dios and both men go off. Nighthawk immediately grapples Muerte Dios, but DIos flips him on his back. Muerte Dios bounces off the ropes a few times before Nighthawk clotheslines Muerte Dios into next week. The referee checks on Muerte Dios. He shakes it off and Nighthawk and he grapple around. Nighthawk immediately bounces back, but Muerte leaps into the sky. They both collide one another. Muerte crawls in to tag El Fuego Terror while Nighthawk immediately gets back up. Nighthawk hits a fireman's drop on Terror as he stiffly hits the mat. Nighthawk delivers a few stiff kicks before tagging in Aries.

Aries smiles and immediately rushes and hits a splash on Terror, hits a pin, but Terror kicks out. Terror comes at him trying to hit a cross body, but Aries drops him on the mat. Aries tries to cover again, but immediately Dios comes in to stop him. Nighthawk comes in and throws Muerte over the top rope, but almost gets his team DQ'd. Aries tries to hit a powerslam on Terror, but he flips him over and locks him in a headlock. Nighthawk breaks the hold. Nighthawk rallies the crowd as both Aries and Terror exchange blows. Terror whips Aries into the corner and tags in Muerte Dios. Both men try to double team him, but Aries kicks both of them and slaps them too. Muerte Terror both try to double team Aries, but Nighthawk clotheslines Muerte Dios over the top rope. Nighthawk throws Muerte into the ring side barrier and Terror tries to get the upper hand on Aries. Aries hits him with a stiff DDT, knocking Terror completely out. Aries then immediately climbs to the top rope and hits a corkscrew splash and gets the pin cover for the win..1..2..3!!!!

Winners: Bad Company in 10:42

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[We cut back to Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark standing at the glass desk again with a replica of the PWX Championship in front of the desk, and with a graphic with Troy Stone, Elijah Black, and Timothy Hunt on it. Jerry Clark stands tall and relaxed, but Shawn starts to act like he's in control of this show. His tone comes off rather annoying than usual as Jerry Clark continues to stare at him.]

Shawn Lester: Truly, I think that Nighthawk and Jason Aries deserve the tag team titles after a performance like that. It's honestly a shame both Nighthawk and Aries still sit out of our singles division as both had successful singles careers. Nighthawk is a two-time PWX Champion, and Jason Aries definitely made a great Evolution Champion. But none of those guys hold up to my main man Troy Stone.

Jerry Clark: Here comes the droll. I can see him already going nuts for his man crush already. I think I'll step back and let Shawn Lester take it from here because obviously he's got to hype up everyone who either sides with or is with the Establishment.

Shawn Lester: Shut up, you just know your jealous because I'm getting a shot at your job and you don't know how to fight like a man.

[The camera immediately pans towards Shawn Lester who looks on towards space.]

Shawn Lester: Troy Stone's matches have done all the talking, but honestly, this next match made his career the biggest it's ever been. In fact, it was before this very match that the great and powerful Darin Zion gave Troy Stone his final seal of approval. Let's face it, when the owner of the company turns and gives you this kind of attention, you're going to do wonders for him. That's what made Troy Stone the best athlete today is Darin Zion's approval.

Jerry Clark: You finished yet? Honestly, I'll give it to your boy right now. Troy's fantastic, but not because of Darin Zion. Let's face it, Troy's mind is that of an evil genius. He had to overcome Jessica Harmony to win his PWX Championship. He's definitely the title genius of divinity. Troy Stone has leapt over every obstacle to win his PWX Championship and keep it. While Ojeda provides Troy Stone with the biggest obstacle to date, let's face it, Troy Stone's a bulldozer. If you put a challenge in front of him, he'll steal the show...

Shawn Lester: And your girlfriend too, if he wants to. But honestly, he's happily engaged to Miss Morganti, so all the other women would be a waste of his time.

[Shawn Lester immediately starts motioning for Troy Stone to call him to hook him up with chicks.]

Jerry Clark: Anyways, before my partner embarrasses himself, let's take a look at how Troy Stone got to where he is today to set up this epic match.

[The scene fades to black as we cut open to the Three Way Dance for the PWX Championship.]
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THREE WAY DANCE
PWX WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Elijah Black (c) v. Troy Stone v. Timothy Hunt


Chris Caudill: it is time for our HUGE Main Event this evening!



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

Ricky Cravate: Timothy Hunt using his Golden Dreams contract he won a few months back to cash in and get his first World Title shot!


The opening to "Automatic" hits the PA system without any music behind it. The lights dim.

It's who I am and what I feel
My life is automatic
Up in the air, it's what I breathe
and it is never static

The last line repeats for a few moments before suddenly "Shooting Star" hits the PA system and the crowd begins to buzz. Soon, the lights come back on and when they do, the audience sees Troy Stone with his back turned against the crowd. What's noticeable is that on the back of his black shirt it reads "Mayhem's Black Widow." Megan Pierce and Troy's heavy Bruce later walk ou and Troy later turns around, revealing the front of his shirt; which reads "Ophelia Morganti" in bold pink letters. Troy rubs the front of the shirt symbolically before slapping his Evolution Championship. The three later walk down to the ring.


Now throw your burdens out
And throw your heart to me
I don't know what'll come
We'll have to wait and see

Troy, Bruce and Megan walk down to the ramp as Troy walks with a focused expression on his face. Troy later points to a camera and yells "this one's for you babe" before pointing to his shirt. He looks at the crowd before walking to the steel steps. Megan and Bruce stay on the outside as Troy slowly walks up them before entering the ring and walks across the ring and ascends the top turnbuckle. He unfastens his championship belt and holds it above his head.

Stone: IT'S SHOWTIIIIIME!

Like a shooting star
And you're falling from me
As you fade away
My heart skips a beat

Stone jumps off the turnbuckles and takes off his shirt before tossing it outside. Troy then gives his championship belt to the ref. He soon walks over to the corner and discusses strategy with Megan and Bruce on the outside while getting ready for his match.

Chris Caudill: Of course, Troy Stone is the winner of the 2013 World Grand Prix Tournament-which is what earned him this title shot tonight!


[Purple lights pulse around the arena as “Smash The Control Machine” thunders through the speakers…]

With the perfect hair
And the perfect wife
And the perfect kids
And the perfect life
I will finally be somebody...

[…before Elijah Black steps out on top of the ramp, surveying the arena around him with the hood of his black hoodie raised, standing with his fists clenched by his sides]

(Let's play born-again American, resistance is the game!))

[Black throws his head back, throwing the hood back around his shoulders, and shakes some of the excess water out of his hair as he begins to walk down the ramp]

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

[Black walks down the ramp at a slow, deliberate pace, a smirk on the corner of his lips as he ignores the fans around him]

Then they outsourced my job
And gave a raise to my boss

Bailed out your banks
But billed me for the loss

[…reaching the bottom of the ramp, Black pauses at ringside to flick his attention to the ring for a moment, before he paces around the ringside area]

They say we must submit
And be one with the Machines

Because the Kingdom of Fear
Needs compliance to succeed

[Pacing around the ring, Black continues his deliberate pace around the ring, staying within his own headspace and blocking out the crowd’s reaction]

So waterboard the kids for fun
It's all the rage

And play born-again American
Resistance is the game

[Quick as a flash, Black breaks from his patrol of ringside and jumps onto the apron, waiting for a moment on one knee for the right moment in his theme…]

SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Work, buy, consume, die

[Black quickly scales the turnbuckles from the ring apron, standing on the top rope and holds his fist in the air, looking out over the crowd and looking pleased with himself]

SMASH THE CONTROL MACHINE
Happy little slaves - for minimum wage

[Black jumps off the top rope into the ring, slapping himself on the chest a couple of times before standing with his arms spread wide, as he turns to invite the crowd’s reaction]

((The revolution will be monetized
And streamed live via renegade wi-fi))

[…before removing his hoodie and chucking it into his corner of the ring]
Alexis Lace: New York City, the following contest is your FULL THROTTLE Main Event..and is a three way dance for the PWX World Championship!

Chris Caudill: This will be elimination rules folks!

Ricky Cravate: I can’t wait!

Alexis Lace: Introducing first, challenger number one. He is the holder of the Golden Dreams Briefcase….TIMOTHY HUNT!

[The crowd is mixed as he hands his briefcase to the ref.]

Alexis Lace: Challenger Number Two….representing the House of Stone…he is the winner of the World Grand Prix….TROY STONE!

[The crowd roars with boos as Stone poses on the ropes.]

Chris Caudill: Do note, because of what happened earlier in the Hybrid Championship Match, the House of Stone has been barred from ringside tonight!

Alexis Lace: And introducing the reigning and defending PWX World Champion…..ELIJAH…BLACK!!!!!


[The bell rings the three men circle the ring for a few minutes before the stop and stare at one another. Timothy Hunt and Troy Stone suddenly turn their stares from themselves over to Elijah Black. Sensing what is about to happen, Black goes to punch Troy out, but Troy ducks and gives him a right hand of his own. Hunt responds with another punch to the face, and Troy and Hunt start trading blows to Black. The two double team him, whipping him across the ropes and nailing him with a double clothesline. Hunt grabs the stunned Black, lifts him up, and drops him with the a hard DDT to the mat. He rolls her into the cover on the World Champion. However, Troy has none of that and kicks Hunt square in the back, breaking the count.]


Chris Caudill: If you thought Timothy Hunt could trust Troy Stone-you’re a damn fool!


Ricky Cravate: I figured they would of worked together to at least take the Champion out!


[Troy lifts Black back up, slaps him right across the face and drops him yet again with a spinebuster, Instead of going for the cover, however, he gets up and starts to climb to the top turnbuckle. Keeping his balance, he attempts fly off the turnbuckle and land a diving elbow drop, but before he can, a flying garbage can lid smacks him on the side of the head, knocking him off the turnbuckle and into the guardrails nearby. The crowd roars as Hunt slides into the ring with the can lid and sets it down on the mat. He lifts up Elijah Black, and drops him with the Rumors Starting onto the trash can lid. The crowd roars as he goes for the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!

TH----Troy Stone breaks up the pinfall, and lifts Hunt up. The two argue, before Troy shrugs and throws a knee, slamming Hunt into the corner. Elijah Black slowly gets to his feet-and grabs Stone from behind and rolls him up:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR—KICKOUT!!

The crowd boos as Stone kicks out. Black quickly hits the Burrakusta on him, nearly taking his head off. Hunt hits a hard lariat-taking Black over the top rope, and than drops down to cover Stone:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR---KICKOUT!!]

Chris Caudill: The World Title means everything to these two!

[In the ring, Hunt lifts up Stone and goes for the Rumors Starting again, but this time Stone counters it by shoving Hunt into the corner. Black springboards off of the ropes and catches Stone with a diving kick, and goes for a pin:

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREE----Hunt drops a knee across the back of his head. He picks up Black and goes for a huge DDT-but Stone hits a lowblow. Stone stumbles back a bit, and Stone lifts him up and drops him with the TombSTONE as the crowd boos loudly. He hooks the leg and goes for the pin:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THRE-----Black breaks up the count.]

Ricky Cravate: I don’t get why people are breaking the count up. It’s elimination damnit!

[In the ring, Black throws Stone into the corner, and hits a running splash in the corner. He bulldogs him out-and than goes for a crossface submission. Stone gets his foot on the bottom rope-as Black lets go of the hold. He turns around and Hunt cracks him in the head with that trash can lid again-before hitting a superkick-nearly taking the World Champions head off!]

Chris Caudill: That could be it for Elijah Black!

Hunt smirks at what he just did before dropping down and covering the champ:

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!

Ricky Cravate: You know what this means Chris?

Chris Caudill: We’re going to have a NEW WORLD CHAMPION!

Alexis Lace: Ladies and Gentlemen, Elijah Black has been eliminated!

[The crowd boos as Elijah Black rolls out of the ring in pain, the damage done. Hunt gets back up as Troy charges from behind, hitting a lariat to the back of Hunt's head. He grabs Hunt and whips him across the ropes and when Hunt comes back he grabs him and lands a belly to belly suplex. He grabs Hunt once more and throws him over the top to the outside of the ring. Troy climbs to the top rope, looking for a double axe handle, but when he goes to drop the move, Hunt responds by dodging the move, sending Troy into the cart, various amounts of weapons flying out of the cart. Hunt responds by taking the stunned Troy Stone and putting him inside the cart. He reels him around the other side of the ring, but then pushes it away, causing the cart to collide into the guardrail, sending Troy diving into the crowd. Hunt is not too far behind as he makes his way to the top of the guardrail. He waits for Troy to get up, and once he does...he hits a picture perfect moonsault, only for Stone to duck out of the way moments before Hunt could execute them move. Hunt writhes in pain on the floor as Troy takes him and throws him back into the ringside area.]

Ricky Cravate: Reversal for reversal…

Chris Caudill: I thought this would be more of a technical matchup, but it seems Hunt and Troy Stone are going for a hardcore brawl!

Ricky Cravate: Well, you know, either way they're going to have a good match, so It doesn't matter to me much.


Troy takes Hunt by the hair and smashes his head into the ringpost. He flings him to the ground as he goes under the ring, taking out two tables. He throws them into the ring and then focuses his attention back on Hunt. He takes his lifeless body and rolls him into the ring, joining him shortly thereafter. For extra measure, he grabs Hunt again and drills him with a piledriver so he doesn't interfere with his plans. He sets up both tables, ensuring that they are both side by side in the middle of the ring. Once finished, he goes over to pick up Hunt...already to see that he is back up! Before he can react, Hunt jumps and hits a standing enziguri to the temple of Stone. Already bleeding due to the ringpost incident, Hunt goes to the nearest turnbuckle, rips off the ringpost pad, and throws it into the crowd. Already seeing Troy charging after him, Hunt falls to the floor and executes a drop toehold, sending Stone face first into the naked ringpost. Hunt exits the ring as soon enough, Stone's own blood begins to spill.


Chris Caudill: What a bloody encounter these two have had thus far!


Ricky Cravate: Wow, I would've thought a stuck pig bleed more than these two...guess I was wrong..

Chris Caudill: There is NOTHING more important than the PWX World Championship, and I mean NOTHING.

Ricky Cravate: These two are showing that tonight Chris!

[Hunt rolls back into the ring with a steel chair, but Stone grabs the chair from a stunned Hunt and whacks him across the head with it, sending him down to the floor. Smirking, he slaps Hunt a few times as a sign of disrespect. The crowd boos as Troy brings back up a bloodied Hunt and lifts him up, going for a stall suplex. He lifts him up high in the air,, keeping his blance. Hunt, however, slides behind Troy, grabs him from the waist and back suplexes him into one of the tables. Not wasting any time, Hunt covers Troy as the ref starts to count....


ONE!!

TWO!!

THR—KICKOUT!!

Stone kicks out at two. Hunt gets up and immediately confronts the ref the two exchanging heated words between one another.

Chris Caudill: Timothy Hunt obviously thinking that was a slow count.

Ricky Cravate: Yeah well, Hunt needs to focus on the World Grand Prix winner…not the ref!

[Hunt goes back to turn his attention to Troy Stone, but Stone grabs Hunt's tights and pushes him out of the ring and into the floor once more. Troy slips under the bottom rope and kicks Hunt square in the stomach, knocking his breath out. He grabs the mat covering the ring and pulls it out, leaving nothing but concrete. He grabs Hunt and goes for a piledriver, but Hunt powers out and hits a back body drop, sending Troy to the floor, hitting his back hard against the pavement. A bleeding and dizzy Hunt stubmbles around, grabs Troy, and throws him back into the ring, following him soon after. He grabs Troy, lifts him up and drops him with the Rumors Starting. Confident that he finally has the win, Hunt covers...

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREE-----KICKOUT!!!

Chris Caudill: Troy Stone has kicked out!

Ricky Cravate: Wow, this match has been back and forth!

[Hunt gets up-obviously very frustrated. He picks up Stone once more-and delivers a strong European Uppercut-getting the standard "HEEYY!" out of the PWX fans.]

Chris Caudill: That chant is sooo old.

[He throws his opponent back into the ring-and slides in. He plays to the crowd for a moment-before lifting him to his feet again. He grabs Stone by the arm-and pulls him into a knee lift, doubling the former Evolution Champion over. Hunt bounces off the near ropes-and delivers a kick to the side of Troy's head-knocking him down to the mat. Hunt makes a cut throat motion-as he grabs Troy by the hair-and lifts him up to his feet. He starts climbing the turnbuckle-setting him up for a huge move-but the grizzly veteran delivers a pair of shots-forcing Hunt to halt his plans. He quickly follows up with an overhead belly to belly suplex-sending both men crashing to the mat below!]


Ricky Cravate: Troy Stone might of put himself on E with that move.


Chris Caudill: No doubt about it.


Ricky Cravate: It was effective though, as Hunt is still down as well.


Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! *clap clap clapclapclap* THIS IS AWESOME!


CHRIS CAUDILL: These fans cheering both combatants on!


Ricky Cravate: Definatly, this has been a stellar match up!


[Troy is first to his feet-followed shortly by Hunt. Stone goes for a superkick-but Hunt blocks it-turning Stone around. On the rebound-he hits him with a standing drop toe hold-sending Troy crashing to the mat. He sits up-holding his face as Hunt bounces off the far ropes-then near ropes-delivering a massive Shining Wizard to the face of Troy Stone.]


Chris Caudill: Timothy Hunt out of desperation here.


Ricky Cravate: This has to be it.


[The fans begin to cheer as Hunt drags Stone closer to the corner-and then climbs to the top rope. He dives off with a huge swanton bomb-landing directly on Troy Stone's ribs. He hooks the leg-the ref makes the count:

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!

THREE---Megan Pearce runs down the ramp-and distracts the ref before he can make the three count. The crowd boos loudly as Hunt gets to his feet-looking confused. Bruce hits the ring behind him and lays him out with a the B Double Powerbomb. He grabs Stone and drapes him over Hunt-before leaving the ring.]

Chris Caudill: NO WAY!

[The ref turns around and makes the count:

ONE!!!

TWO!!!!!

THREE!!!!!!!!

The crowd explodes with boos as the bell rings.]

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner….and the NEW PWX WORLD CHAMPION…TROY….STONE!!!

[“Automatic” reprises as the rest of the House of Stone hits the ring-and raises Troy onto their shoulders.]

Ricky Cravate: We have a new World Champion!

Chris Caudill: I demand a recount!

WINNER: TROY STONE

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[We flash back to the PWX arena studio match. The glass desk has been removed and we see both Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark sitting in director chairs rather relaxed. The scene cuts to black and white as both men sit in a relaxed position. They look opened up to having a debate with one another, with waters in their hands. Shawn looks poised to start.]

Shawn Lester: See this is what makes Troy Stone PWX's savior of divinity. If it's not totally obvi to you Jerry, he's overcome many triple threats to make the light shine on him. Do you know how hard it is to get noticed in a multiman match? Of course you did, you got thrown out of our jobber royale match. You immediately got lost. But Troy Stone immediately took the spotlight and directed towards himself. His moves, his friendships, his loyalties, and hell, even his ethics is what makes him the LONGEST REIGNING PWX CHAMPION in history.

[Jerry Clark immediately finishes a drink of water. Jerry smiles and looks at Shawn Lester rather perplexed. Jerry obviously has done his homework.]

Jerry Clark: But you forget who ENDED PWX Season 2 with the PWX championship right? It was the man your buddy Troy Stone gets to face at Hostile Takeover IV. Now while many historians recognize that Ojeda was the final champion, none can quite get the argument down rather the belt was retired during that time, or John Ojeda actually held it until PWX stripped everyone of their championships. Which could create the argument of...

[Shawn Lester immediately spits out his water in complete astonishment.]

Shawn Lester: No way, Ojeda won his SECOND title at that show. He never defended it. Read the damn website!

Jerry Clark: Hey, I just want to make you aware nothing was ever officially recognized by PWX management. The website's just a site. Until you get that official confirmation, you never know. Ojeda did hold it from the end of Season 2 up until the second PPV of Season 3 where Tweeder beat him for it. You can honestly argue either way but let's face it, if I'm right, it means Ojeda fought really long and hard for his rightful spot in history. He tore apart assholes and ripped apart people limb from limb. In fact, while you'll argue Shawn about how Troy's overcome three people matches, Ojeda's the king of tearing people apart.

Shawn Lester: Bitch, please! Hardcore wrestling is lame.

Jerry Clark: Not if you have a personal vendetta. When we opened up PWX with a match between Pariah and Ojeda back in 2012, PWX honestly exploded from the gates. Ojeda fought valiantly to retain his PWX against his old friend in John Pariah. Both men immediately expressed their hatred for one another. In fact, if you look on to the future tapes after we started, you'll find out Ojeda left shortly after his return due to his displeasure with Pariah. Both men haven't yet mended their relationship, but if they did, I believe the Establishment would honestly be running scared.

Shawn Lester: Don't talk about things like that. You think the Ojeda rivalry with Pariah is ANYTHING close to the Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion rivalry? That's just wrong! And don't take the focus off Troy Stone anyways. He'll over come Ojeda. Just watch this garbage clip and see what I mean.

Jerry Clark: Yes, let's take a look at this amazing story between two rivals! I think you'll love it!

[We fade out to a screen of black preparing for Ojeda vs. Pariah for the World Heavyweight Championship.]

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SEVENTH CIRCLE MATCH
PWX WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
John Ojeda © vs John Pariah


[The lights in the arena go black.]

Chris Caudill: Here we go…it's time!

[The opening guitar chords to "Dead Skin Mask" by Slayer hits the PA system, as lights slowly begin to flicker around the stage.]

"How I've waited for you to come
I've been here all alone
Now that you've arrived
Please stay a while
And I promise I won't keep you long
I'll keep you forever"

[The fans explode as "Dead Skin Mask" kicks into high gear. Shots of carnage on the screen is shown. They cheer louder as John Pariah steps out onto the stage. He's wearing a pair of black jean shorts, and a black wifebeater. We notice a black armband on his right arm, with the letters "HMO" and "JPO" written on them.]

Ricky Cravate: Of course, that arm band signifying the death of not only his brother recently-but the death of his father-who died on this night so many years ago.

[The fans cheer as he holds his arm in the air-and surveys the crowd. He heads down the ramp, and looks over the cage, before stepping in and sliding into the ring. He poses on the ropes as "Dead Skin Mask" fades out and he awaits his opponent for the night.]


Ricky Cravate: Pariah looks as focused as I've ever seen him.

Chris Claudill: There is no doubt that he's ready for war.

[The lights in the arena dim and "Funeral Hymn" by Exodus begins to play. As the music chugs along and the anticipation builds, the crowd starts to buzz. Ojeda bursts through the curtain as the words start to blare.]

Let not the sun go down on my wrath
I let it shake the world
Vengeance is the grudge I bear
flag of reckoning unfurled
You are the architect
of your own demise
so smile no more
I am the gatekeeper,
and you are mine for evermore

[Chorus:]
Come greet the reaper
You know the time is nigh
This is the day of reckoning,
your time to die
Brave men they spin in fear
At the sound of my voice
Say goodbye to life so dear
You no longer have a choice

Burnt black and silent,
rust and blood
upon my reaper’s blade
I come collect the tolls
gather up all the debts unpaid
I call when you least expect
but when you deserve it the most
Behold the timekeeper
the end is getting close

[Ojeda bursts into the cage and the music dies down, and the two men square off from each other at opposite sides of the ring.]

Ricky Cravate: Ojeda looks almost giddy.

Chris Claudill: This brings me back to the point I made earlier about some guys are just really at peace with these kinds of things, and other guys are nervous wrecks about it.

[The match kicks off with the two men tying up in the center of the ring. Pariah gets through and locks in the arm wrench. Ojeda works out of it into a hammerlock from behind. Ojeda starts to push Pariah forward towards the turnbuckle covered in thumbtacks. Pariah struggles and then works out of it, hitting Ojeda with a drop toe hold. Pariah floats over and hooks a rear chinlock on Ojeda. Ojeda works his way back to his feet and shoots Pariah into the ropes. Pariah comes in for a shoulder block, and hits Ojeda, but neither man drops. Pariah shoots off the ropes again and comes in for the same thing. Neither man drops again. Pariah bounces off the ropes for a third time and comes in for the shoulder block, but Ojeda moves and Pariah shoots off the other rope. Pariah baseball slides through Ojeda’s legs, hops to his feet, and hooks Ojeda in a Cravate as he turns around to go back after him.]

Ricky Cravate: CRAVATE!

Chris Claudill: Jesus, who would have thought we’d be seeing technical wrestling inside of the Cage of Death.

Ricky Cravate: This is exactly what Pariah wants. Pariah is a mat technician and he can wear down Wrath with all of that. Pariah’s not afraid to get bloody; but he knows that no one is quite as good at it as John Ojeda is.

Chris Claudill: Yeah, that’s because the guy is a fucking lunatic and a criminal. Of course he’s good at it!

Ricky Cravate: Sometimes you’re a real spoil sport Chris!

Chris Claudill: Spoil sport? Who even says that anymore? What are you twelve?

[Ojeda works his way out of the cravate and steps away from Pariah to collect himself. Pariah shoots in for the double legged take down, but Ojeda sprawls back out of it. Ojeda hops out of it and goes for a rolling arm bar. Pariah works out of it and goes into a step over toe hold. Ojeda squirms and tries to work his way away from the toe hold, but Pariah steps over again, giving the illusion that he’s really cranking on his foot. Ojeda kicks Pariah away and rolls to his feet. Pariah is in fast though and hooks in the cravate. Ojeda quickly works his way out of it, unlike the first time, and kicks Pariah in the gut, and then hooks him for a suplex. He gets Pariah up, but Pariah twists and lands on his feet behind him. Pariah goes for a german, but Ojeda lands on his feet and bounces off the far ropes. Ojeda comes in fast and Pariah drops for a back body drop. Ojeda leap frogs over him and comes back into a drop kick.]

Ricky Cravate: Pariah is really taking it to Ojeda in the early goings on here. I don’t think Ojeda was prepared for a wrestling match inside the Seventh Circle.

Chris Claudill: For being ill prepared, he’s holding his own, but Pariah seems to be a step ahead of him.

Ricky Cravate: That dropkick to the face certainly didn’t help.

Chris Claudill: Pariah needs to capitalize on that.

[Ojeda pops to his feet and Pariah comes in. Pariah nails Ojeda with a stiff forearm to the face. Ojeda just laughs at Pariah and points at his jaw again, taunting him to hit him harder. Pariah obliges him and winds back for another forearm. It connects and causes Ojeda to stumble backwards just a step. Ojeda returns with a forearm of his own that sends Pariah stumbling across the ring ; catching himself by the turnbuckle with the barbed wire in it. Pariah turns around and comes back to the center of the ring towards Ojeda. He throws another forearm at Ojeda. Ojeda eats it and responds with three stiff ones and a snapmare. With Pariah sitting on the ground, Ojeda releases a string of back kicks that echo throughout the PWX arena. Ojeda bounces off the far ropes and comes back, nailing Pariah with a Yakuza kick as he sits on the ground.]

Ricky Cravate: I think Pariah just made a big mistake.

Chris Claudill: I believe you’re right Ricky. Pariah is a great mat technician and trying to get stiff with a guy like John Ojeda is only going to end up with you hurting at the end of the night.

Ricky Cravate: Pariah is the mat technician and Wrath is a world class brawler.

Chris Claudill: Wrath is not someone I want to trade hands with; but Pariah had the right formula of chain wrestling going. What changed?

Ricky Cravate: Bravado Chris. He doesn’t want to just beat Ojeda, he wants to hurt him.

Chris Claudill: Do you really think he fucked with his kid? I don’t. I think there’s more here going on than meets the eye.

[Ojeda starts to pull Pariah to his feet and then clubs him with a stiff forearm to the back. Pariah drops back to his knees, Ojeda pulls him up again, and strikes him again. Pariah shoves Ojeda away. Pariah pops to his feet and comes charging in for a lariat; but the lariat is ducked and Ojeda counters with a hard backdrop driver. Pariah rolls through, and gets caught with an overhead belly to belly as he comes through. Pariah lands in a heap on the mat near the ropes and tries to get himself to his feet. Ojeda comes over as he struggles to get to the ropes. Ojeda winches up on Pariah and hits him with a swinging release german that leaves Pariah skidding across the mat and rolling out of the ring looking for a bit of salvation from the onslaught.]

Ricky Cravate: Pariah is trying to take some of his frustrations out on Pariah and it’s not working terribly well for him at the moment.

Chris Claudill: He’s playing Ojeda’s game and that isn’t going to be a good thing for Pariah.

Ricky Cravate: Oh my god! Did you see release german suplex! He planted him on his head!

Chris Claudill: That was rough Ricky, but Pariah did the right thing by sliding to the outside. He’s got a chance to regroup.

[The crowd is buzzing as Pariah walks around trying to get his composure back. Ojeda bounces from across the ring and dives over the top rope, nailing Pariah with a tope con hilo. Both men go crashing to the concrete floor and Ojeda hops up much quicker than Pariah and picks Pariah up. He whips Pariah towards the cage, but Pariah jumps up on the apron, runs along the apron, springboards off the turnbuckle, and leaps back in the direction of Ojeda. Pariah comes down, hooks Ojeda’s arm and hits him with a quick lucha arm drag that sends him sliding across the concrete floor and then back to his feet. Pariah rolls back into the ring and bounces off the far ropes as Ojeda comes in to sight. Pariah flies over the top with a corkscrew plancha and drops Ojeda while landing on his feet. Pariah picks up Ojeda and whips him across towards the cage. Ojeda copies Pariah’s flight path, and springs to the top rope. Pariah comes in thinking the arm drag is coming, but Ojeda dives off with a moonsault. Ojeda lands sitting on Pariah’s shoulders and wrenches back, nailing Pariah with a reverse frankensteiner. Pariah lands hard and both men lay on the concrete]

Ricky Cravate: Wow, these guys are really pulling out the stops. There are tons of weapons in there and they haven’t touched one of them!

Chris Claudill: We’ve seen some very interesting wrestling from the both of them.

Ricky Cravate: It’s been a real international affair so far.

Chris Claudill: No shit, chain wrestling, puro, and Lucha in the opening ten minutes of this match. None of us expected this!

Ricky Cravate: Maybe they both have something to prove.

Chris Claudill: It sure looks like it; and it looks like professional wrestling is alive and well in the PWX arena!

[Ojeda gets back to his feet and rolls to the ring just as Pariah is stirring. Pariah crawls towards the apron and digs under the ring. Ojeda sticks his head between the ropes to grab Pariah by the hair to pull him in; and Pariah swings for the fences, cracking Ojeda unprotected in the skull. Ojeda stumbles backwards halfway across the ring but regains his balance. Pariah slides in and swings the chair again, nailing Ojeda in the head a second time. Ojeda stumbles but doesn’t fall. Pariah swings a third, fourth, and fifth time before Ojeda finally drops to a knees and falls flat on his face. Pariah panders for the crowd, letting out a big scream and throwing down the chair. Pariah returns back, and rolls Ojeda over and goes for the cover. Everyone can see Ojeda is already busted open.]

ONE!

TWO!

[Ojeda kicks out, and Pariah looks stunned!]

Ricky Cravate: Jesus, that was a wicked chair shot.

Chris Claudill: Did you see that fold around his head Ricky. That didn’t feel good.

Ricky Cravate: And neither did any of those. He’s got to have a concussion.

Chris Claudill: HE KICKED OUT! HOW THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT?!

[Pariah gets up and tries to pick up Ojeda. Ojeda pushes Pariah backwards and Pariah goes back first into the tangled mess of barbed wire that sits attached to the corner. Ojeda gets up slowly, and staggers around for a moment, giving the crowd a good look at his bloody forehead. He picks up the chair Pariah clobbered him with and opens it. Pariah pulls himself clear from the barbed wire and stumbles towards Ojeda. Ojeda catches Pariah and hooks him for a suplex. Ojeda snaps Pariah over in one smooth motion onto the chair, but Pariah twists in mid air and comes down ribs first across the back of the chair; but the chair doesn’t crumple on impact. Pariah bounces across the ring, clutching at his ribs and rolling for the safety of the outside.]

Ricky Cravate: And Pariah is in the barbed wire! He’s the first one.

Chris Claudill: That does not feel good at all. He thought he had Ojeda, but maybe he just lit a fire under his ass.

Ricky Cravate: Time and time again, Ojeda has proven this is where he thrives.

Chris Claudill: Ricky, Pariah is no slouch either. This isn’t his first dance in this cage for PWX; and he’s won more than one of those occasions.

[Ojeda gets up an walks over to the scaffold and grabs a barbed wire bat from its hook. Ojeda rolls out of the ring and grabs Pariah by the hair and starts to rake the bat into his head. After a few moments, blood starts to pour from Pariah’s head. Ojeda lets Pariah go and hits him a couple of times in the back with the barbed wire bat. He throws it back into the ring and rolls Pariah into the ring. Ojeda reaches under the ring and grabs something out of view. He looks as if he’s adjusting his gear, and then Ojeda rolls back in the ring. He stands up and his kickpads glisten in an array of thumbtacks in a PWX design. Ojeda starts his charge in to nail Pariah with a shining wizard. Pariah hops up and catches Ojeda coming in for a capture suplex. Pariah takes a step back and launches Ojeda over the top rope, through one of the two panes of glass; and breaking only the far table on impact.]

Ricky Cravate: Both men are laid wide open now.

Chris Claudill: This is what we expected from the start; and that barbed wire doesn’t feel good.

Ricky Cravate: Capture suplex through a pane of glass and a table! Ojeda is in bad shape and Pariah is looking good.

Chris Claudill: Pariah is bleeding pretty good though.

[Pariah rolls out of the ring and picks Ojeda up, whipping him into the cage. Ojeda bounces off the cage and goes down. Pariah grabs one of the tables and sets it up. While he is doing so Ojeda gets up and starts back towards him. Pariah turns around just in time to catch a roundhouse to the head. The thumbtack kick pad connects and Pariah topples back onto the table he just set up. The camera takes a good look at Pariah’s face, and the side of his face is coated in thumbtacks. Ojeda grabs the pane of glass and sets it down on top of Pariah on the table. Ojeda runs, and quickly climbs up the top turnbuckle. He points at Ojeda, jumps off top turnbuckle, and drops a huge flying elbow on Pariah through the pane of glass and the table. He immediately goes for the pin, but the ref takes a few seconds to get there.]

One

Two

[Pariah kicks out!]

Ricky Cravate: Pariah looks like he’s got the upper hand right now. Ojeda is taking some big bumps.

Chris Claudill: Yeah, but Pariah is having problems of his own right now.

Ricky Cravate: You can say that again. He’s a got about fifty thumbtacks stuck in the side of his head and face!

Chris Claudill: What can we say, we have sick fans that like to do stuff like that for the boys.

Ricky Cravate: Where’s he going with that?!

Chris Claudill: NUKE LAUNCHER! How the hell did he kick out of it!?

[Ojeda gets up and grabs Pariah by the hair, rolling him into the ring. Ojeda gets back up and picks Pariah up. Ojeda whips Pariah into the corner with the turnbuckles and Pariah hits hard with a groan. Ojeda charges in and nails Pariah with a lariat in the corner. Pariah stumbles out of the corner, allowing Ojeda to go for the Shining Wizard. Pariah ducks it and gets lined up in front of the barbed wire spider web. Ojeda charges in again and Pariah catches him and launches him over the top rope into the barbed wire spider web. The web gives way from the impact and falls to the ground with a big thud. Ojeda is thrown loose from it, but not without some nasty damage to his arm. He stands up, blood spraying out of an artery in his arm. He stands up and sprays some blood into his mouth and at the fans ring side and then grabs a roll of tape from the ring staff and tapes the wound shut.]

Ricky Cravate: Pariah is back in those tacks and Ojeda is taking it to him.

Chris Claudill: This is just brutal, they’ve been at this for nearly a half hour at this point; and they’ve both been bleeding quite a bit.

Ricky Cravate: Holy shit he’s in the barbed wire spider web! That is insane!

Chris Claudill: Holy shit, he’s got an injury. He’s pissing blood like a fountain!

Ricky Cravate: That crazy bastard just taped it shut! He’s gonna keep going.

Chris Claudill: That’s right folks, he’s gonna keep fighting. If a pussy ass UFC fighter got that cut the fight would be stopped. In Football there would be an injury time out! In hockey… well, they’re nuts they’d keep going too, but only professional wrestlers go to this length to settle their disputes!

[Ojeda grabs two chairs out from under the ring and throws them inside of the ring. He throws two more in and then rolls back into the ring. He grabs a chair and Pariah picks up another one. Ojeda smiles, opens up his chair and sets it down in the center of the ring. Ojeda sits down and points at the spot across from him. Pariah unfolds his chair and sits down. Ojeda points at his jaw and taunts Pariah. Pariah fires off a right hand and Ojeda no-sells it. Ojeda throws a right and Pariah swings sideways in his chair but straightens up. Pariah fires off one that swings Ojeda. Ojeda swings again and damn near knocks Pariah out of the chair. Pariah swings again and leaves Ojeda teetering on two legs for a second. Ojeda swings again and Pariah rocks. Ojeda swings with the opposite hand and then another right; knocking Pariah out of the chair.]

Ricky Cravate: This is just one of those things that I will never understand. Why would they do that?

Chris Claudill: That’s a test of manhood right there Ricky!

Ricky Cravate: And Pariah is on the losing end of that affair.

Chris Claudill: I can’t believe we’re forty minutes into this thing and these two are still standing after these beatings they’re giving each other.

[Ojeda walks over to the corner and pulls down a box. He dumps the box in the center of the ring, and the mat starts to glisten with thousand of thumbtacks. Ojeda kicks them around and covers the mat with them. Pariah starts to get up to his feet and Ojeda comes in for the kill. Pariah throws a handful of tacks in his eyes. Ojeda stumbles away, trying try recover from being momentarily blinded. Ojeda turns to go back at Pariah and walks right into the Stiffest Lariat This Side of Super Dragon. Ojeda goes down in a heap and Pariah immediately dives on him to cover him.]

One

Two

[Ojeda kicks out.]

Ricky Cravate: My word! Those thumbtacks are everywhere!

Chris Claudill: This night just keeps getting a little bit more insane as it goes along.

Ricky Cravate: Pariah just took his head off!

Chris Claudill: But he kicked out!

[Pariah goes to pick Ojeda up after the pinfall attempt, but Ojeda nails him with a low blow. Pariah falls over and Ojeda walks over towards the barbed wire spider web. He makes some motions and the ring crew works to get it in the ring. Ojeda walks over to the scaffolding and rips down the weed whacker. He pulls on the chord and engine roars to life. Ojeda looks at Pariah with disdain and starts towards him. Pariah gets up with his back turned to Ojeda. Pariah turns around just in time to walk into a weed whacker to his chest. Pariah gets hit with it and goes down hard. Ojeda tosses the weed whacker aside and goes over to Pariah. He ties up Pariah’s legs from behind and grabs his arms surfboard style; and then nails Pariah with a curbstomp into all of the thumbtacks. Ojeda rolls Pariah over and goes for a cover.]

One

Two

[Pariah kicks out.]

Ricky Cravate: Oh no, he’s got the weed whacker.

Chris Claudill: It has no place in wrestling. It’s just disgusting.

Ricky Cravate: That’s the name of the game inside the Seventh Circle

Chris Claudill: He kicked out! How the hell are these two doing it?

Ricky Cravate: Hatred.

[Ojeda goes to pick up Pariah, and Pariah is limp even if he kicked out. Ojeda finally gets Pariah up and lines him up for a big right hand. Ojeda show boats a bit by spinning his hand in the air. He swings, and Pariah ducks under it. Pariah scoops Ojeda up reverse death valley driver style and swings him over, hitting him with his own finisher, the Viking Sledge. Pariah drops in the ring, and after a few moments, crawls over to go for the pin.]

One

Two

[Ojeda kicks out at the last possible second.]

Ricky Cravate: Pariah just stole his finisher!

Chris Claudill: Oh, we all know that’s a dick move, but he might need it.

Ricky Cravate: He might get him right here and become the PWX World Champion!

Chris Claudill: NO! The match continues! How the hell does the match continue after all this?

[Pariah goes to pick Ojeda up, and he drops to a knee. Pariah finally gets Ojeda up and hoists him up for a brain buster. Ojeda works out of it and lands behind Pariah. He hooks Pariah in a full nelson. Pariah fights it, but Ojeda lifts him up and then nails him with Real Time Inertia, driving Pariah face first in the tacks again. Ojeda lays in the center of the ring for a good ten seconds before he crawls over and goes for the cover on Pariah.]

One

Two

[Pariah kicks out at the last possible moment.]

Ricky Cravate: Real Time Inertia! It’s over!

Chris Claudill: That was a fitting payback! But he’s got to capitalize on it!

Ricky Cravate: That is for damn sure Chris!

Chris Claudill! He kicked out! Through sheer determination he kicked out again!

[Ojeda gets frustrated and sees the spider web in the ring. Ojeda starts to yell at the ring crew and they hustle in the ring to set things up. Ojeda hits Pariah a couple of times to keep him down and then heads towards the scaffold. He starts to climb just as Pariah gets up. Ojeda grabs a box, just as Pariah hits him from behind. Ojeda falls down off the scaffold and drops the box. Pariah dumps the box out and shiny metal kenzans fall out of the box, along with a velvet bag. Pariah picks up the the kenzans and sets two spike first on Ojeda’s head. Pariah picks up a chair and swings at Ojeda’s heads, driving the spikes into his skull. Ojeda sits there stunned and the crowd groans in unison. Ojeda grabs the velvet bag, and punches Pariah in the dick as he walks in to pick him up.]

Ricky Cravate: Jesus, Pariah just hammered those kenzans into his head.

Chris Claudill: This has just been disgusting. We’re nearing the hour mark and they’re still beating the holy hell out of each other. How are they even standing?

Ricky Cravate: These two are earning their paychecks tonight.

Chris Claudill: Whoever walks away with the PWX World Championship earned it here tonight, that’s for damn sure.

[Ojeda gets up, opens the bag and pulls out the syringes inside. He holds them up for the crowd to see and the place starts to chant “you sick fuck.” Ojeda walks over to Pariah and gets him in mount. Ojeda goes about piercing Pariah’s cheeks with two of the syringes. He shoves two more through both lips, sealing his mouth shut. Ojeda picks up Pariah and hits him with a big right hand that sends the syringes flying everywhere. Pariah drops in the center of the ring and Ojeda stumbles backwards into the corner. Ojeda looks up at the scaffolding above him and starts to climb up.]

Ricky Cravate: This match is hell on earth!

Chris Claudill: The syringes are here in the PWX arena! He’s doing it again! This is what happened to Pariah the first time.

Ricky Cravate: That was a wicked right. He might be out cold.

Chris Claudill: He’s going up! He wants to end this.

[As Ojeda climbs up to the scaffolding very slowly, Pariah starts to get up. Pariah grabs a syringe close by and heads towards the scaffolding himself. Ojeda gets up and starts to try and drag Pariah up, but Pariah stabs him in the foot with the syringe. The syringe can clearly seen going through the center of his boot. Ojeda screams and rips it out, and staggers back on the scaffolding. Pariah gets up on the scaffolding quickly and kicks Ojeda in the gut. Pariah stuffs him and hits him with a piledriver on the scaffolding. Both men lay flat on the scaffolding as the ring crew sets the barbed wire spider web in the center of the ring on rows of chairs to support it.]

Ricky Cravate: These two have nothing left in the tank, but still they keep fighting.

Chris Claudill: We’ve officially hit the hour mark of this match! Either way, these men proved they are the best in the world here tonight.

Ricky Cravate: Big piledriver on the scaffolding.

Chris Claudill: I think something big is going to happen!

[Pariah gets up and picks up Ojeda. Pariah lines himself up with the edge of the scaffolding and picks up Ojeda. Pariah gives the cut throat signal, and goes to turn Ojeda for a vertabreaker off the scaffolding. Ojeda fights back and nails Pariah with a flurry of elbows to the head. Pariah drops to a knee, but Ojeda hooks his arm from the same position. Ojeda screams and springs backwards with all his strength left. Both men go tumbling down to the mat and into the barbed wire spider web as Ojeda nails Pariah with Ghost Walking (a flipping vertabreaker). Both men land in a heap in the center of the ring and the barbed wire. After a long thirty seconds, Ojeda rolls onto Pariah and drapes an arm over him.]

ONE!

TWO!

THREEEEE!!!!

Winner and NEW PWX WORLD CHAMPION!: John Ojeda via Pinfall

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Commercial Break:



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FIRST MAIN EVENT

Troy Stone v. Bobby Baggins


Troy Stone's music immediately cuts off as we look at Bobby Baggins, who would love nothing more than the upset the PWX World Champion. As Bobby Baggins goes for the handshake, Troy Stone immediately brushes his hair and upsets Bobby. Bobby takes one swing at Troy Stone and the bell rings. As Bobby tries to immediately regain control, Stone immediately charges with him at the turnbuckle and hits a splash in it multiple times. The crowd immediately growls angrily at Troy Stone, who won't let Bobby get even a shot in. Troy pulls Baggins out of the corner and immediately hits an inverted DDT, then locks a headlock on him. Troy then lets up and smiles sadistically as he grabs Baggins and tosses him stiffly between turnbuckle corners. The crowd starts a "fuck you Stone" chant. Troy lops Baggins over the top rope and immediately throws him head first into the barricade. Baggins immediately starts to hold his head, but Troy will not let up on Baggins. The referee counts to 4, but Troy lets up and smiles for a moment. Troy climbs up the turnbuckle and restarts the count. Troy then throws the steel steps over towards the side and grabs Baggins and drives him head first into the stairs with the TombSTONE. Troy then tosses Baggins back in and hits the Spike Brainbuster--the Stone Skull Drop and covers Baggins....1...2...3!!!!

Jerry Clark: WOW! This was about competition tonight honestly?! And Troy Stone holds himself like a jack ass and injures Bobby Baggins in the process. Just listen to that crowd. It's not about proving you can bury your opponents tonight. We know Bad Company and Caliban could have done that easily. But seriously, to INJURE and man and possibly end his career and he's JUST starting in this business.

Shawn Lester: Who gives a shit man? Troy Stone honestly came out here to send a message to Ojeda, and he's done just....wait...is that a?!

Jerry Clark, WOW!

Troy Stone immediately grabs a steel chair and pummels Baggins over the head a few times stiffly with the steel chair. Troy then tosses the steel chair down rather stiffly and picks Baggins up. He immediately drives him head first with the TombSTONE right onto the hardest part of the steel chair as Baggins gets driven face first into it. Blood comes running out Baggins face.

Shawn Lester: YES! Message sent to Ojeda! Troy Stone just ended a man's career possibly! Ojeda's never done that before!

Jerry Clark: Shut up! That's just wrong of this man. PWX isn't about this, but one thing's for sure, we know Ojeda doesn't give a shit about Bobby Baggins either. But he's obviously watching what Stone's doing.

Shawn Lester: It's pretty obvi what our PWX Champion of Divinity did. He mocked Ojeda a bit. Sure he did damage to send a message to his challenger, but Troy Stone didn't need to show his mean streak. He just did it for show. You know he's trying to call the beast out of Ojeda.

Jerry Clark: And he's not going to like it! We'll be right back after this break!

[The scene fades to black and referees and agents cart Bobby Baggins out of the arena.]

Winner: Troy Stone in 4:33

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[The clock starts ringing in the background. A chilling noise starts playing while you continue to hear the constant ticking of the clock continuing back and forth, tick, tock. The scene fades in from the black it bared into a dark room, almost like a boiler room. Suddenly we see Schmied's figure walk back and forth in the distance. You hear sadistic laughter as Schmied softly speaks.]

TICK! TOCK! TICK! TOCK!

Schmied: Time's running out John Pariah. It draw nigh! For while you won't know the day or the hour of which I will strike. My vengeance will reap you from this Earth. You're merely a poison, Pariah. A pawn in a bigger scheme of things is exactly what your purpose serves. I will play your games Pariah...

[Immediately we see Schmied dawn a new full face, black mask. The scenes fade to blood curdling screams. We see Schmied pull back laughing even more. We cut into Schmied's face with the two front teeth missing as he dawns the mask.]

Schmied: I will reap you from this earth. Causing your children great pain. But don't worry Pariah, they might join you too. After all, we can't have witnesses! HAHAHA! You see Pariah, people try to compare me to other monsters, but I'm merely a Chris Benoit in this world. I come, I wrestle, I kill. I hide my face not from what Ojeda did, because, I'm quite proud that I look like my mentor now. But Pariah, I save you from this information because let's face why would I want your kids to know when I'd slaughter them. But hey, you might be lucky, Pariah! I might wait until you stand in this very ring. I'll slit your throat and end you easily. Or maybe I'll put you in a coma and let your family suffer. I've still drawn out watching their SOULS die for what you did to me. TO ME! HAHAHA! Pariah, don't think of this a torture. If I were to torture you, I'd wrap your balls up with needles, tie a rope around them, and YANK THEM OFF! I'd BURN THE BLOOD HOLE, and I'd make sure you lived every moment until the day you turned 74. Don't also think of my words as a threat Pariah, but merely a promise that I must keep. The poison shall be reaped from this world Pariah, and you shall burn with the rest of the sinners. For I am Schmied, the world's black smith, and I will REFINE PWX and the world in my image!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

[The screen breaks as you here more screaming in the background.]
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[We cut to PWX School of Hard Knox logo flashing off and we zoom right into the our studio where Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark stand near a giant poster of Darin Zion and Adam Stryker. Both men keep their cool as the show music cuts back up. Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark both have their hands cupped as they both turn and face the camera.]

Jerry Clark: While we got a MAJOR preview tonight of what Ojeda and Troy Stone might possibly do to one another in the main event, not only in highlights, but with Troy possibly ending Bobby Baggins career, we must now move onto a feud that's not new, and in fact, should main event a pay per view in the future.

Shawn Lester: Yes, my boy Darin Zion versus Adam Stryker in a cage of death. While this won't main event Hostile Takeover IV, I can honestly say both men do not need an introduction to this feud. It actually speaks for itself almost immediately after High Stakes last year.

Jerry Clark: That's when Darin Zion lost the title to Nighthawk and immediately after that night, Adam Stryker made his career's biggest move by ending the career slowly of Darin Zion. While honestly, I hate our boss, he didn't deserve this to happen to him. Let's take a look.

[We flash back to the post Darin Zion and Nighthawk match at High Stakes 2013.]
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Segment: In The Beginning; we were Untouchable!

Chris Caudill: We have a NEW World Champion folks!

[Nighthawk and his wife disappear behind the apron-as Darin Zion slowly gets to his feet. The Hammond crowd begins to applaud him, as he slowly gets to his feet. A few rogue streamers fly into the ring-as the crowd begins a "That Was Awesome" chant]

Chris Caudill: Such respect from the PWX Faithful for Darin Zion!

Ricky Cravate: He held the World Title for four months Chris. That's a feat in and of itself!

[The fans cheers promptly turn to boos, as Adam Stryker hops over one of the railings directly behind Darin. Christian Rhodes hops over another one-and Jason Aries hops over the third-leaving Darin's only method of escape the entrance ramp. James Silkk and Nikki Lee walk out from the curtain-and Silkk heads down the ramp, leaving Nikki on the stage. Darin promptly realizes what happens-and grabs a steel chair that was in the ring-telling the Untouchables to come at him.]

Chris Caudill: Darin, this is not the smartest decisions you've ever made…

Ricky Cravate: He may be signing his death warrant Chris. They are dangerous!

Chris Caudill: The Untouchables are 0 for 2 tonight Ricky. Adam Stryker failed to regain the Hybrid Title, and Jason Aries failed to end John Pariah!

Ricky Cravate: But they're looking to get a measure of revenge right here!

[All four men climb onto the apron, and enter the ring. Darin tries to fight them off-but the gang mentality of the Untouchables gets the best of him-and they proceed to beat him down. Aries delivers a hard kick to the side of the head-possibly knocking one of Darin's teeth out. The group continues to beat on the former Champion-delivering a flurry of moves to him. Silkk instructs Rhodes to grab the biggest ladder he can find under the ring-and take it up to the stage. He obeys, and pulls a solid 25 foot ladder out from under the ring.]

Ricky Cravate: Once again, our ring is 20x20..how in FUCK does a 25 foot ladder fit under there?

Chris Caudill: Portals?

Ricky Cravate: Better question…why isn't anyone HELPING Darin? I know he pissed ALOT of people off as champion-but where is Pariah and Hollywood?

[Just like that, the camera cuts backstage in the locker room-where both Pariah and Hollywood are laid out in a pool of blood.]

Ricky Cravate: Convient footage there guys in the truck…thanks for that…

[In the ring, Silkk drops the former Champion with a Dream Killer, and smiles sadistically. The crowd explodes as Jake Keeton hops the railing and slides into the ring]

Chris Caudill: THE CALVARY IS HERE!?

Ricky Cravate: Jake Keeton? We haven't seen him since November when he beat John Pariah at Never Say Die! What the hell is he doing here?

[Rhodes and Nikki set the ladder up on the stage-and watches the ring to see whats happening. The Untouchables circle the two-leaving Zion a moment to breath. He slowly gets to a knee-as Keeton challenges them to fight him. As Zion gets to a standing position-Jake Keeton immediately turns around and delivers a hard kick to the head-knocking Zions lights out.]

Chris Caudill: WHAT THE HELL??

Ricky Cravate: James Silkk eluded to their being other people who stand with the Untouchables. Was he referring to Jake Keeton?

[The group carries Zion up the stage-and Silkk and Aries hoist him up the ladder. Adam Stryker climbs the opposite side-and takes a seat atop the ladder. He raises Darin Zion up-as Silkk points to an array of production equipment standing next to the stage. Adam Stryker hoists Darin Zion up-and power bombs him off the ladder-sending him crashing 30 feet into the sound equipment-causing a huge electrical spark and small explosion as the crowd explodes.]

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!!

Chris Caudill: OH MY GOD!!!!!!

Ricky Cravate: And Mr. Caudill wins the award for the worst Joey Styles impression ever…

Chris Caudill: Will you be serious for a minute Ricky! Zion might actually be dead!

Ricky Cravate: Those explosions were huge!

[The crowd boos loudly as "Chemicals" by Love & Death hits the PA system. All six members of the Untouchables raise each others arms on the stage-as EMTs rush to the scene and check on Darin Zion]

EMT1: Get him out, these could blow again at any second!

EMT2: I see scarring, he's not responding!

EMT3: Hurry up! Get a stretcher out here!

[The fans boo loudly as the Untouchables pose on the stage-and the EMTs cart Darin Zion off]

Chris Caudill: Ladies and Gentlemen, we'll see you next week for Adrenaline 33…Adam Stryker may have ended Darin Zion's career!

Ricky Cravate: What a night its been here at High Stakes!


[We fade to black as the medical staff rushes Zion out of the building.]


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TAG TEAM EXHIBITION MATCH

Vox Populi (Black/Everett) v. Team Wade


Vox Populi makes an extravagant entrance as Johnny Poz and Noiz Nirad stand in the ring waiting for their opponents. The referee announces that this will not be typical tag team rules, but Tornado Tag Team rules. Poz starts to get a bit of an upper hand on Everett, but Everett kicks him in the stomach as we start off the bout. Black immediately goes and lands a suplex on Noiz Nirad and both men smile as they land simultaneous elbow drops on the chests of Team Wade. Both men in stereo immediately throw Poz and Noiz into one another. Poz and Nirad get up and as soon as both Black and Everett try to go for a stereo super kick, they duck underneath. Both men then hit the ropes and hit cross body presses on both Black and Everett. Poz picks up Noiz and he powerbombs him stiffly onto Everett. Everett rolls around in pain as the crowd laughs. Poz and Noiz climb on the turnbuckle to hit a double leg drop on Black, but as they go flying down, Everett pulls Black out of the ring. Both men take a rest as Team Wade rolls around in pain. Everett and Black get more focused on their whispering, and then Poz and Noiz rush for suicide dives, but as Everett and Black finish, they notice and they immediately move out of the way and both men land on the floor. Everett and Black then pick them up and land a stiff DDT to both men on the outside. They then pick up both men and collide them into one another. FInally, both Black and Everett roll in Johnny Poz into the ring. Everett picks Poz up and drops him on his nuts and Black stiffly kicks him in the chin. Both members set Poz up for the Crimson Butterfly and Poz gets laid out stiffly. Noiz runs in and tries to hit a clothesline, but Black kicks him in the gut. Vox Populi hit the Deeds Not Word and both men cover Team Wade for the 1...2...3!!!

Winners: Vox Populi in 8:59

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[We open up on the studio with the class table back in the area. Both Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark are seen clapping as they focus back on the camera.]

Jerry Clark: Magnificent tag debut for Cox Populi! I must admit, they deserve the number 1 seed of our tag team tournament for sure.

Shawn Lester: Yeah, with Elijah Black leading the charge, they seem really to be linked and synced to win the belts. But yes, on to more serious notes, after Darin Zion got tossed off the stage by Adam Stryker, needless to say he wanted his rightful revenge. He immediately announced himself the last member of the Civil War match and continued to feud with Stryker from here. Darin wanted to get his revenge, but honestly, you could tell his body started falling apart.

Jerry Clark: We first noticed Zion limping in the back room after his Civil War match, but immediately his arms went numb. Darin immediately left PWX training facilities during his first feud with Adam Stryker to get checked out where they had to do more operations than he thought.

Shawn Lester: Darin still went on through with his match to Adam Stryker because he wanted revenge. Adam cost him the last chance to not even becoming PWX, but for seeing his mom and not being able to save his at the time girlfriend. He felt Stryker robbed him not only of time off his career, but of getting to share some last moments with people he loved. So Darin called Stryker out in an Ambulance match.

Jerry Clark: Where we will admit, up until this outting, Darin Zion remained undefeated in PWX in Ambulance matches. As you can tell, the wear and tear on Zion's body wouldn't show during the match as he absolutely loved the fans....

Shawn Lester: And he still does, so shut the hell up!

[Jerry Clark glares at Lester and continues to ignore him.]

Jerry Clark: He immediately rushed out and threw on his last singles match of his career up until Hostile Takeover IV. Let's take a look at what happened during this night to Darin Zion.

[The scene cuts to black as we open up on the Ambulance Match between Darin ZIon and Adam Stryker.]

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AMBULANCE MATCH
Darin Zion v. Adam Stryker

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!!




WINNER: ADAM STRYKER @ 10:01

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Commercial Break


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[We cut back into the both Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark still standing at the glass table. Both take a drink of water and continue to stare at one another. Jerry Clark acts different this time, looking like he might have something up his sleeve. He smiles for a moment as a picture of Adam Stryker shaking hands with Darin ZIon comes up on the screen. Shawn Lester smiles and puts his hands together. He looks rather sad too at seeing the picture.]

Shawn Lester: As you can see, our Ambulance Match got cut short because Darin Zion's body couldn't handle too much of the pressure. Darin immediately got released by a fluke clause in his contract that Lillith Morgan let slip under the rug. However, Darin Zion immediately lawyered up and here we are in the greatest era of history thanks to the Establishment. We thought we'd never see Darin Zion cross paths with Adam Stryker again.

Jerry Clark: Until Adam called Darin Zion out on PWX Adrenaline upon his return. As you can tell, Adam felt a bit jaded after Darin had to leave unexpectedly. He wanted to end Zion's face that day. In fact, you'll see Adam come down toward the aid of Jessica Harmony that night...

Shawn Lester: Or will you?

[Both Shawn Lester and Jerry Clark immediately look at one another as they look rather awkwardly. They seem like they spooked each other as they stood on the same page for one moment. After the awkward silence, Jerry clears his throat and continues.]

Jerry Clark: Unfortunately for Adam Stryker, he actually JOINED the Establishment this night. In fact, after this night, it was discovered that Darin Zion had recognized and thanked Stryker for ending his career. It allowed him to gain focus in order to run PWX after he got quietly released due to breach of contract.

Shawn Lester: Both Adam and Darin thought of each other as brothers as both men scratched each other's backs. Darin got to dominate the PWX roster thanks to Adam, and likewise, Adam Stryker got the recognition he finally deserved for "selling his soul" to the owner.

Jerry Clark: In fact, Stryker went on to win the Evolution title AND unify the PWX Hybrid and Evolution Championships and set the world on fire because of Darin's mentoring him.

Shawn Lester: Yes, that ungrateful bastard. So let's take a look at what started the beginning of a wonderful friendship gone wrong.

[The scene fades to black as we watch Adam Stryker sell his soul again.]

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Segment: Adam Stryker sells his soul

[“Hail to the King” strikes on the PA system as Darin Zion, Talin, and Schmied storm quickly down to the ring. Darin’s face completely glows red with anger as he and the troops get into the ring and jump inside of it. Darin immediately motions for the microphone without a second thought.]

Ricky: Our chairman is pissed off tonight. Darin completely is out to get people.

Chris: Yes, he’s too ruthless for our tastes. What an evil bastard!

Ricky: Careful, he might fire you.

[Darin raises the microphone up to his face. He doesn’t smile and he immediately turns his attention to the fallen Tiami Tyler. She struggles back to her feet as she recovers from her loss. Darin picks up her face and glares her directly in the eyes.]

Darin Zion: I’m so sorry, Ms. Tyler, but unfortunately, since your friend Jessica set you up for this, I’m going to hold her accountability for the many f*ck ups that have happened around PWX the last two weeks. Tiami, you’re fired! Just like another person on our board of directors.

[Immediately the crowd leaps to their feet. They start chanting for Jessica Harmony. While Darin paces around the ring, Schmied grabs Tiami Tyler and immediately launches her stiffly out of the ring. Darin immediately motions towards the screen to pull up his plane tickets and the final paperwork from the last week.]

Darin Zion: As you can clearly see, someone on the board clearly changed my flight last week. Unfortunately, I know one person who had involvement with my flight records. She’s not here tonight because I clearly fired her ass last night. Anyone here remember our coffee bitch Lillith Morgan? Good me neither, she was our shittiest owner ever! And now she’s unemployed because honestly, I caught her selling my ticket reservations to another anonymous party. I’ll get to the bottom of that, but as of last night, I fired Lillith Morgan without clearing it with any of the board members. After all, I’m doing what’s clearly best for…

Jessica Harmony: YOURSELF!

[The crowd erupts as Jessica Harmony walks slowly down the ramp with Preston Blake with her at the side. Preston starts to make notes as Jessica charges down the entrance ramp. She immediately slides under the ring and glares Darin Zion in the eyes. Both stare for a moment before Jessica continues to speak.]

Jessica Harmony: It’s clear after you tossed Tiami off to the side like a piece of meat you hate us. And now you’re trying to fire people for no reason around here. Clearly you do not know how to run a business! You’re just out for your own manipulative…

[Schmied immediately charges from the back side of the cabinet. He gets right up in Jessica’s face and Preston starts to bolt. Jessica just glares ready for a battle.]

Darin Zion: Oh, that sounds like a complaint Ms. Harmony, and I think you would want to take that up with our @pwxcomplaints manager. You know after all how he works. You have some history with complaints.

Jessica Harmony: You know what? I’m not afraid of you Mr. Zion. In fact, I came out here prepared for tonight. You’re not the only one with an ace up your sleeve. After your little beat down, I see your plans well, so I hired someone of my own to help assist me in situations like this along side of Ryan Kidd.

[Suddenly “Get Real” hits the PA system and Adam Stryker runs down with a pair of brass knuckles in his hands. Zion immediately perks up and throws off his jacket. As Stryker hits the ring, Stryker immediately nails Schmied across the face and he shakes his head for a moment. Schmied stays down for a while grabbing his chin. Stryker jumps up and down for a moment ready and amped for a battle. Jessica smiles as Darin wants to smack Stryker across the face.]

Jessica Harmony: I hired Adam Stryker as my security guard. After all, if you do hit him, you’ll get fired from your board position for striking an employee. And after all, you two have that history with each other…in fact he just ended your…

*BAAAAAAAM!!!*

Ricky: WHAT THE HELL?!

Chris: DID I JUST SEE WHAT I THOUGHT I SAW?!

[Immediately Adam Stryker’s smile turns sadistically, he looks down at Jessica rather calmly while Darin immediately celebrates as if he didn’t know anything. Stryker immediately picks Jessica up and motions over to Schmied who smiles like he just acted the best acting job ever. Schmied and Stryker immediately pick apart Jessica as Zion picks up a microphone.]

Darin Zion: Career?! No, Mr. Stryker did me the greatest favor ever. He got me control of the company I love. If Adam wouldn’t have thrown me off the stage twice, I wouldn’t be right here tonight. In fact, the night he and I returned Jessica, we talked about how you poisoned this company. You think you can run anything when your job is to just investigate me and that’s it, bitch please, you’re not taking over PWX from us. We’ve gotten screwed and it’s our time at the top. So I am going to first reward Mr. Stryker next week when I provide PWX opportunity. I’ve chosen four people in our locker room worthy of opportunity to get a shot at PWX’s greatest price. And Adam Stryker is the first name I am adding into the tournament. He will face your other bodyguard Ryan Kidd for the Evolution Championship next week. Yes, I made a change to Jessica's mistakes last week. David Wilson, do not fret, I'm awarding you the HYBRID TITLE SHOT instead next week against Anton Chase. Trust me, it's more prestigious than we've let onto this past year. And Jessica, since you think I’m out to screw Timothy Hunt, I’m going to reward him a match….AGAINST ELIJAH BLACK in that same tournament. The winners face off in two weeks and the winner of the finals will collide with Troy Stone at Devil’s Night in a new concept match. But back to my main point Jessica, consider this warning from the cabinet, keep your nose out of our business. This is my company, and I promise you I’m not out to screw ANYONE. Unlike you! After all, I’m doing this to IMPROVE business.

[“Hail to the King” plays over the PA System and Darin with Talin, Schmied, and Stryker following him out of the arena to the top of the ramp. He leaves Jessica laying in the ring lifeless. All four people celebrate as the announcers speak and the screen fades.]

Ricky: Wow! That’s going to be a great tournament.

Chris: Yes, sadly, it’s one of Zion’s most brilliant ideas. Zion’s taken two talents he respects and two talents Jessica’s respected and giving them the opportunity of a life time.

Ricky: I expected more evil out of Zion, it’s his ruthless attitude that helps him run PWX.

Chris: Yes, let’s hope he doesn’t try to bury any of the talent like OTHER PWX owners.

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[We cut back to the studio once again with Jerry Clark and Shawn Lester standing at the programming and control unit of the show tonight. We see TVs showing all sorts of PWX clips while both Shawn and Jerry start to discuss the implosion of Darin Zion and Adam Stryker again.]

Jerry Clark: Now after Adam Stryker got the unified Hybrid Championship, let's just say Adam wanted to continue back to his ways of ending legends. Adam, Darin, and Schmied went on to face Brian Hollywood, John Pariah, and Tyler Graves at Never Say Die this past year, and after that, Adam Stryker's rival Brian Hollywood revealed to the world he owned the other 50% of the board. Adam's displeasure started to show up with this as he wondered if he was getting lost in favor of the poison Darin rid PWX of to start a new reign.

Shawn Lester: Well he should have, because honestly, it was the worst mistake in Adam's career to backstab our boss like he did...

Jerry Clark: Or was it? Honestly, Adam Stryker started to have the fans embrace him, and John Pariah like the valiant hero....

Shawn Lester: Or big jackass...

Jerry Clark: Depending which way you want to look at it, pleaded to Stryker to face him to show him what competition would be like. Once Adam got that taste of competition, it was only a matter of time before Adam craved the PWX Championship. He immediately turned his back on his former allies to make a name for himself.

Shawn Lester: All becausse he didn't need 'help.' Darin Zion wasn't giving him help; he was building his credibility. Pariah definitely was taking some sort of drugs in any match.

[Jerry Clark immediately looks at Shawn rather oddly.]

Jerry Clark: Right? A straight edge man taking drugs. And CM Punk is joining PWX after his WWE contract is up. That'll truly be the day...anyways, before I get side tracked because of my dumb ass colleague, we will show you two parts to Adam Stryker's turn: The match, which was the final straw, and Darin Zion's tie raid.

Shawn Lester: Which will ultimately prove Adam Stryker's just PWX's glorified version of Marty Jeanatty. Honestly, after Adam formed his new tag team, he proved it right away.

Jerry Clark: Just shut up and enjoy the storyline. God, we can't get anything done around here with you.

[The scene fades to black as we cut to the segment and match where Stryker resurrects himself.]
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STEEL CAGE
HYBRID CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Adam Stryker (c) vs. John Pariah

The camera pans around the rig, and focuses on Alexis Lace at ringside, in her sexy Mrs Claus outfit.

Alexis Lace: the following is your Christmas Day MAIN EVENT, and is a Steel cage Match for the PWX Hybrid Championship!

The lights in the arena go out, and a voice echoes over the PA

"RISE!"

"Rise" by Escape the Paradigm hits the PA system as the crowd explodes with cheers.

Alexis Lace: Introducing first, the challenger..from Chicago, IL-he is the king of Wrestling.....JOHN PARIAH!!

The crowd throws streamers at him as he stops at the end of the ramp. He looks over the cage, and steps inside as his music begins to fade.

Chris: this is going to be a war Ricky.

Ricky: no doubt. Look at Jihns attire. Basketball shorts and a wife beater, he's prepared to fight, not wrestle.

Chris: John was just robbed of his Legacy Title in Canadian X on Sunday, you KNOW he wants to beat someone's face in-and tonight, Adam Stryker will become an avatar for Drew Stevenson.

"DONT LOOSE YOUIR HEADDD!!!!"

Alexis lace: his opponent, he is the reigning and defending Hybrid Champion, ADAM STRYKER!!!

The crowd boos as Stryker heads down the ramp, holding up the 220 World and PWX Hybrid Championships. The crowd is mixed as he heads down the ramp, and looks over the ring. He hands the belt to the ring attendant as he slides in and his music fades out.

Chris: This is the third time these two have met in singles competition in 2013.

Ricky: the first was in Hollywood, California. The second time was two weeks ago right here in PWX.

Chris: both times, Adam took the spoils of victory. Tonight-can he do a hat trick and beat the King of Wrestling for a third time?

The bell rings, and Pariah stares a hole into the Hybrid champion. He takes his wife beater off, and throws it over the cage to a frenzy of screaming women. The two circle up once, as Stryker stops and stands up-extending his hand to Pariah.

Chris: Stryker adhering to the code of honor here in this huge main event.

The crowd is mixed as Pariah reluctantly shakes his hand, balling his fist in preparation for a double cross. They both lock up in the center of the ring, and Pariah immediately locks in a Cravate. Stryker breaks the hold by shooting him into the ropes-but the challenger puts the breaks on and immediately goes for the elbow strike. Adam ducks and goes for a t bone suplex, dropping Pariah onto his back. He goes to deliver a flurry of mma style elbows, but Pariah rolls back and kicks him int he head. He immediately rolls to a knee-and delivers a hard knee to the head of the champion, and locks in another Cravate, taking Stryker to his knees.

Chris: Pariah in control, looking to take his time and take the Hybrid Champion apart!

Ricky: We'll see about that. Stryker wasn't just HANDED the Hybrid TItle. He won it from David Wilson.

Pariah lifts him up, and immediately steps down snapping him over with a Cravate into a snap mare, before following it up with a shin kick to the back. He goes back to the Cravate, taking the air out of the Hybrid Champion, who is trying to fight to a standing base. He gets to a knee, and Pariah throes a knee into his mid section-before dropping him face first with a headlock driver. He grabs the arm of the loose cannon and rolls him over for a pin:

One

Two----KICKOUT!

He sits the hybrid Champ up, and delivers a pair of hard kicks to the back. He drags Stryker to his knees, as He walks around him, and goes for a hard roundhouse kick. Stryker ducks and lifts Pariah up onto his shoulders, pulling his neck down and dropping him on his head with a Rubix Cube. The crowd gasps and boos as Stryker hooks his legs for a pin:

ONE!!

Two!!!!

Thre---KICKOUT!

The crowd cheers loudly as he kicks out. Stryker lifts him up and delivers a forearm shot-followed by an STO. Sryker looks at the cage door and smirks, heading right to the cage. He opens the door, but Pariah grabs his leg. He fights to his feet-still holding his leg as the crowd roars. He pulls Stryker toward him and drops him with a capture suplex-sending him overhead and to the mat. The crowd roars as Pariah gets to a knee, catching his breath as Stryker gets up first and delivers a boot to the head.

Chris: Hope spot!

Ricky: Pariah will need more than that!

Strykers eyes light up with fire as he lifts Pariah up to his feet, and throws him into the corner. He follows with a running splash, and than drops him with a uranage slam. He quickly goes for a vice submission, but Pariah rolls out of it. The two get to their feet and face off, both men nodding.

Stryker: I'm ending you tonight John!

Pariah: bring it...

They lock up again, and Stryker throws a knee to the ribs, and delivers a flurry of forearms to the head. He shoots Pariah into the corner, and goes for a another splash, but he gets his boot up. He follows it up with the rolling elbow-trying to take the champions head off. Stryker ducks and drops him with a spine buster. He grabs Pariahs legs and goes for a boston crab-trying to break the back of his challenger. The crowd boos loudly as the Champion reaches back on Pariahs spine. He grabs the bottom rope, but Adam keeps the pressure on. He drops him and turns around, grabbing him by the hair and dropping him with a back breaker across his knee. The crowd roars as Stryker points to the cage, and starts to ascend the cage. Pariah rolls to his stomach and the crowd explodes with boos. Pariah gets to a knee, and quickly runs at him-grabbing his foot. The crowd roars as Pariah climbs the cage. Both men are standing on the top rope, and exchanging blows while climbing up the cage. They meet at the top, and both stand on stop of it. Stryker goes for a lariat, and Pariah ducks it, locking him up. He yells to the crowd and falls backwards, dropping Stryker off the cage with a reverse STO. both men land in the middle of the ring and the crowd explodes

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Chris: both of these guys have to be dead.

The crowd roars as both men lay flat in the middle of the ring. pariah slowly stirs. The crowd comes alive as the two gets up. Pariah reacts to an attack from Stryker-by taking his legs out from under him and locking in a Calf Killer.

Chris: JUST LIKE THAT 3.0 - Pariah has the submission locked in!

Ricky: Pariah is still out of it, he can't get the hold in all of the way Ricky.


Chris: I hope Frank Washington is watching this, because John Pariah will rip that clowns leg out in Canadian X on the 14th!


Stryker battles out of the hold, and both men roll toward the ropes. They crowd roars as they both use the ropes to climb to their feet. The crowd begins to hit the railing, as both men stare each other down. Pariah goes for a super kick-but Stryker blocks it. He spins him around and goes for the Stryke. He side steps, and ducks a lariat from Stryker, he drops him across his knee. The crowd roars as he flips his hair back.

Chris: here we go!!!

Pariah: Stryker, you have failed this company!

The crowd roars as Pariah swings him back with Lights Out as the crowd EXPLODES with cheers. He rolls Stryker into the pin:

ONE!!

TWO!!!!!

THREE----KICKOUT!!!!

Chris: WHAT?!

Ricky: GOOD ON YA!

The crowd boos loudly as Stryker kicks out at three. Pariah has a look of pure exasperation on his face-as he picks Stryker up. He delivers a pair of chops to the chest-and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Stryker quickly rolls off and shoves Pariah into the ropes. On the rebound-he hits the Stryke as the crowd boos loudly.

Chris: No!

Stryker immediatly goes for the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREE---KICKOUT!!!

Ricky: DAMN IT!

Stryker grows pissed off as he yells at the ref. He shrugs his shoulders as Darin Zion runs down the ramp-and opens the cage door, telling Stryker to come. Stryker argues with Zion as the crowd boos, and starts a "Fuck You Zion" chant.

Stryker; No Darin. I don't fucking play like that!

Zion barks orders at the Hybrid Champion, as JPO runs down and slams Zion face first into the cage. It forces the door to slam into Strykers face and he stumbles back-as Pariah rolls him up:

ONE!!

TWO!!

THR--KICKOUT!

Both men get to their feet as Pariah follows it up with a rolling elbow-but Stryker ducks and lifts him up for a Death Valley Driver. Pariah slides off his back, and lifts him up-dropping him with a Go 2 Sleep. He follows it up with a rolling elbow strike again-taking his head off. The crowd errupts as he goes for the cover:

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!!!!!

The bell rings as "Rise" reprises

Chris: He has done it!

Alexis Lace: here is your winner, and the NEW PRO WRESTLING X HYBRID CHAMPION....JOHN....PARIAH!!!!!!!!!

Ricky: six years after it's initial inception. The man who originated the Hybrid Division is champion again!

The crowd roars as Christmas confetti rains down from the rafters as the cage raises up. The a First Family rush the ring and lift Pariah into their shoulders.

Crowd: that was awesome!

Chris: What a Christmas present for John Pariah, we have a new Hybrid Champion!



WINNER: JOHN PARIAH

*FLASH FORWARD*

"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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SECOND MAIN EVENT

Adam Stryker v. Jarome Owens

The Fever cuts off as Jarome Owens makes it out to a chorus of boos with the crowd screaming "you sold out." referencing the fact that Owens and Darin Zion are best friends and Jarome Owens leads the PWX School of Hard Knox. Adam Stryker's music immediately blares and Adam runs down the ring, and intensely hits the ring and hits Jarome square in the jaw. Jarome crawls into the corner where Adam nails him a few times in the head with his knees stiffly. A huge "Stryke Him Down" chant erupts in the PWX arena as Adam rushes towards the ropes and Jarome rolls out to rest. Jarome gets into the ring and hits the ring. He rushes towards the ropes and jumps over Adam, then immediately turns around and slaps him with an Epic Slap. Jarome closes his fists for a moment trying to bring Stryker down. Both men's actions intensively grow and the crowd continues to grow with excitement. After both men exchange blows, Adam gains the upper hand and headbutts Jarome back. Adam rolls down Jarome and locks him in with a sleeper to hold the crowd back. As Adam pumps his head,the crowd starts chant slowly with him: "STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!" and continues to repeat it.

Jarome immediately fights back and gets to his feet. As he does after the rope break the referee focuses his attention on Adam and allows Jarome to immediately low blow Adam stiffly in the nuts. The crowd boos and Jarome pumps it up a bit. Jarome then hits the rope a couple of times and does a ballin' elbow drop to Stryker's chest. He makes a cover, but to no avail. Jarome then lands a few strikes to Adam's head, but the crowd starts chanting "STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!" and Adam regains his momentum. Adam breaks the hold and kicks Jarome in the gut. He hits an exploder suplex with all his might, and both men go down. Adam crawls to get the cover on Jarome Owens: 1...2...NOOOOO! Jarome immediately kicks out and the crowd continues their chanting to support Stryker.

Jarome grabs Adam to try and ricochet him off the ropes, but Adam comes back at him with an elbow shot. Stryker immediately rushes the crowd for a moment with an arm lock but he continues to pump his head which allows the crowd to continue their new chant "STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!" Adam pulls Jarome back into the ring as he crawls towards the ropes, but Jarome finally flings Adam off him. Jarome then tries to pump up the Black Snake, but much to his surprise, Adam immediately grabs his arm and locks him into the Switchblade Special. Jarome immediately crawls the ropes, but rather slowly. The refreee gets the count started and immediately Adam releases the hold. Adam starts to hit the mat and the crowd in a deafening unison starts screaming out 'STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!" As Jarome Owens immediately gets back to his feet, Adam annihilates his brains with the Headhunter's Kick. The crowd erupts as Adam goes for the pin: 1...2...3!!!! The crowd immediately gets to their feet as Adam Stryker celebrates another win!

Winner: Adam Stryker in 10:45

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Turning the Tables

[Immediately following the post match celebration, Adam grabs a microphone and immediately glares into the camera. You can tell his hatred glares through all the sweat that runs down his face. Adam takes a few deep breaths and smiles for a moment. He starts to motion towards the entrance ramp and smile victoriously.]

Crowd: S TRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!

Adam Stryker: I haven't seen your cunning ass out here tonight Mr. Zion. Are you afraid this PWX arena crowd will eat you alive for the scum bag you fucking are? You promised I'd get my shot on your face. And these people sold this arena out to watch me kick your fucking ass in the middle of the ring tonight. What? Did you go back on your word? Typical Zion, he's too much of a...

["Hail to the King" immediately blares over the PA System. Darin comes storming down the ring as the crowd eats him alive with hatred. Darin immediately tosses his jacket over the top rope and loosens his tie. Darin smiles and rips the microphone from Stryker's hands and immediately demands Stryker get a new one. You can feel the tension growing as Adam glares hatefully at ZIon. Adam gets the microphone and Darin just playfully smiles back at Adam Stryker.]

Darin Zion: Oh Adam, you poor poor thing. Now you're starting to whine like a Diva. Maybe instead of wrestling with Pariah for the vacant tag team titles next week, I should totally unretire the PWX Women's Championship and crown you that.

Crowd: FUCK YOU ZION! *CLAPS* FUCK YOU ZION! *CLAPS*

Darin Zion: Honestly, Adam, you know how well things go over in PWX when you demand instant gratification. Have you not watched the clips? Look at Danny Szatkowski's career man. He's a man that demanded more respect, and look what happened to him. He let the politics over run and chase his ass out of this company. And this coming from and man who's CLAIMING to bleed PWX, you Adam. You're better than that. I didn't put you in the Establishment for you to continually bitch. In fact, I put you in here to GET you right where you are right now.

[Darin Zion immediately puts his arms around Adam Stryker, who looks like he's about ready to kill him for doing it. Darin Zion points to all the crowd and speaks in a kindly voice. But you can tell, Zion's mocking both Adam and the crowd.]


Darin Zion: STRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!

[The crowd starts chanting with Zion.]


Darin Zion: See, I made YOU! If it wasn't for my heat and wasn't for my mentoring Adam, you'd have still been stuck in jobber land. You knew Pariah honestly never watched out for your back, especially when you came to me to BITCH AT ME FOR HIS REGIME HOLDING YOUR ASS BACK! My! Oh! My! The tables surely turned and you drank the Kool-Aid Adam. See this is why I know you can't hack it in my company. You constantly let people put words in your mouth. You just stand there in this ring like a drone. You BEG, you PLEAD, you TRY your ass off to get over, but honestly, it took ME to get your ass over. And instead of bitching at me for PROTECTING my investment, you should kiss and worship the ground I...

[Adam immediately rips the microphone from Darin Zion's hands. Zion looks at Adam rather shocked by this display of aggression. Adam has a dead look on his face, ready to murder Zion at the moment's notice.]

Adam Stryker: Why don't you shut the fuck up instead of going into one of your 15 minute promos and save everyone some time? I told you on Twitter, I don't need words to prove my point; I use my actions! Now shut up and do what you promised.

Crowd: STRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!

[The crowd erupts as Adam stands back and Darin immediately cowers in the ring. Adam immediately drops the microphone in the ring and starts bouncing up and down. Adam looks prepared to kill ZIon easily. As Adam cocks his fist back and tries to nail him. Darin Zion immediately ducks to the left with the crowd booing him. Without a microphone, you can hear Zion speaking.]

Darin Zion: Sorry, sorry, it's just a reflex. I'm so sorry, Adam! I promise this time I'll be good.

Jerry Clark: What a coward! Darin Zion won't go through with what he promised this week.

Shawn Lester: Would you want Darin Zion to get a free shot on your ass, Jerry? You know Adam's a dangerous guy. He's thrown Zion off of the ladder.

Jerry Clark: Yes, but...

Shawn Lester: Then shut the hell up! Darin Zion knows what he's doing.

[Adam Stryker this time goes for Darin Zion's head more quickly, but Darin immediately cocks back and dodges Adam's punches. Zion and Adam continue to do this a few more times before ZIon immediately grabs a microphone. You see Adam starting to fade out of the scene for a moment. Darin Zion starts heading ring ropes.]

Darin Zion: You know honestly, Adam. I just need to take a week to get my head on straight. I obviously keep flashing back to those times you threw me off the ladder, so I'm just going to...you know...leave..and maybe next wekk...

Adam Stryker: JERRY NOW!

[Immediately we flash back to the control room where we see Jerry Clark slap Shawn Lester over the head with a coffee mug and knock him out. Jerry Clark immediately flips a switch in the production room and the Cage of Death lowers down. As Darin Zion tries to crawl out, Adam Stryker grabs Zion and locks him into the Switchblade Special onto Darin Zion. Darin Zion helplessly watches as the Cage of Death lowers down and traps him and Stryker in the ring together. Adam loosens the grip, much the crowd's disdain, and toys with Darin for a moment. Darin breaks free and tries to shake the cage doors off their hinges. Adam immediately sets up for a the Headhunters Kick.]

CROWD: STRYKE! HIM! DOWN! STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!

[Darin ZIon starts to lose hope to get out of the cage, so he immediately turns around to hit a clothesline, but Adam immediately meets him with a kick to the head stiffly. Adam immediately gets on top of Zion and starts laying in a ground and pound technique on him. He then starts picking Zion up and launching him into the cage, forcing him to bleed. Suddenly, Brian Hollywood rushes down towards the ring to get Adam to stop, but as soon as he does, John Pariah immediately leaps from the crowd after disguising himself all evening with a hoodie and clobbers Brian Hollywood with a stiff elbow, knocking him out. Chris Diamond also comes charging from the other side and Pariah meets him with an elbow too. Officials start rushing towards the ring and Pariah leaps out and runs out the crowd, with the crowd erupting into a "STRYKE! HIM! DOWN!" chant. ]

Jerry Clark: This is amazing! The crowd immediately erupts and chants for Adam Stryker just because he murdered Darin Zion in a preview of what's to come in the cage of death. But let's also not forget, we just saw some fantastic team work from both Pariah and Stryker to get them that far. We got an awesome preview for not only Hostile Takeover IV as we end but next week's card for our tag team tournament. We had Bad Company, Vox Populi, Jordan Caliban, and the Knock Out Kings all prove to PWX they've got what it takes not only in singles action, but when teaming. Tonight, I hope you enjoyed our show, minus the addition of my unpaid guest Shawn Lester to hype our match at Hostile Takeover. So as we leave you tonight, remember, have your Zion's spayed or neutered! Until next time gents: good fight, good night! #PWX4LIFE!

[The scene fades to black as Adam Stryker climbs up on the cage and celebrates with a hyped up crowd. He turns around and stares down at Zion's bloodied body, just laying there as the cameras fade to black.]

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